Ectojester

"what is this BABY doing in space!???"

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You can't handle real queer people in the real queer world. If you said any of your shitty takes in real queer spaces nobody would trust you.

We are doing something. We’re rejecting allonormative ideals and that’s a massive thing to do. We’re actively fighting not just to help other aspecs, but to help everyone, because amatonormativity (and allonormativity as a whole) hurt everyone. Single people who want to find a partner but can’t also deserve to be able to exist.

There are so many issues with the expectation of marriage, including:

A single income isn't enough to get by anymore

Having a spouse is almost necessary under the current medical system

Society shames and pressures people who are single to get into relationships constantly

Rejecting allonormativity means fighting against these things that hurt everyone.

one of the posters in toms trailer (or also a blown up banner in the stunt tent in the extended ver) is a boxing movie.

so whoever, manages to get some of fight choreographer or a consultant or smth

and low and behold one of the consultants just so happens to be julian, a guy he met while they were shooting in thailand.

now (this would mean canon divergence and julian lives, which is actually a fic im also scheming) what julian would be doing, idk. He could be taking over the mother side of business or he could be trying to go on the straight and narrow.

but yea. Brainworms.

Also I interpreted the end of Only God Forgives as a(nother) dream sequence of Julian's. In my head he's alive and well (maybe not mentally well but when was that ever the case for our boy) and maybe he's trying to get out of the whole organized drug- and sex-trafficking businesses.

Maybe he's running a boxing gym or maybe he took off out of Thailand entirely and ended up in LA or Sydney. Maybe he's involved in film because action movies need mooks to beat up and he knows how to train people to take a hit or two (or at least pretend to take a hit, which he thinks is pretty stupid because somehow pretending to fight is humiliating whereas actually fighting is something he can respect).

Maybe he's on some set where he's bored and thinking of Thailand and how much he wishes he could do something with his hands other than hurt things. Maybe he sees some dumb guy with highlights in his hair and the kind of breezy arrogance that makes Julian want to stop and squint like he's caught a glimpse of something lovely when he didn't expect it, like a perfect sunset seen from a grocery store parking lot.

And Julian has always been something shameful and secretive and nefarious which is why he knows this gorgeous slice of summer wouldn't want anything to do with him, but Julian still wants to pull on that blonde hair. Cuteness aggression. Or just plain aggression. Or even desire. He's not sure which one. Maybe all of them. Definitely the last one.

But he knows it's impossible, which is why it's such a shock when he catches the guy looking at him in the reflection of a trailer. And when Julian looks over and their eyes meet it's like the sun light he sees there is scorching away all the ugly neon and blood of the past few years. It's a disinfectant, after all. The best one. If Julian had any doubts about that, he has none now.

But now he definitely, definitely wants to fight this guy.

So he puts up his fists. Looks back. Tries not to hope or think what could happen or even breathe too hard in case this moment collapses like a soap bubble.

"Wanna fight?" he asks. But what he's really asking is, "Do you see what I see when I look at you?"

Holy shit biscuits.

Adding fuel to the flame… yes.

in my head the two interpretations i got for the ending was that a) he died and b) it was a dream, both of where he just kinda gave up/surrendered some aspect of his life (but my dumbass casually forgot that i coulda made it into a dream sequence and instead focused on angst😭)

but oughhhhhh i love this.

…brainworm.

him and colt lightly sparring to show that ‘hey while you know how to cause pain, you also know how to control it’ or smth.

but colt knowing how to speak/listen without using words

grace is farsighted!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he only needs glasses in order to do close up work y'all hes always looking over the edge of em like at students in back of class or across the leisure deck on the ship at eva singing, and when they're on they enlarge his eyes bc they're convex lenses

the pads of the glasses get caught in your hair if you push them up on your head like a majority of glasses users do so you. dont do that. you don't because it hurts to yank em out and also you break the nose pads of your glasses.

sensory issues. brother sometimes the weight of my glasses on my nose and cheeks physically IRKS me. like the equivalent of lowering the radio to see better when driving type of sensory issues when I get annoyed /overwhelmed those puppies have to come off.

if he took them off fully he'd lose them. adhd or whatever aside, hes moving a mile a minute. but bulk why doesn't he just put them on his shirt? the man who wears collared shirts and ties to work ?? he cant put them on the collar of his shirt so the habit evolved. to. well this

In the book there's also Doctor Lokken, who is much too professional to be in an enemies-to-lovers workplace rivalry love triangle, but that said... She would definitely have tried to shoot her shot if there hadn't been so many rumors about Stratt and Grace. Fairly sure it's a good thing she didn't. The attraction is so painfully one-sided. Grace has no fucking idea, he's just happy their professional relationship is working out after a bad start.