Jessica Jones is really done with humanity.
I fucking love her.
I can’t get her to wear a dress for the life of me.
I’ll wear one to your funeral.
Okay, but tell me if I’m alone in this mental image.
Trish funds…not a funeral, exactly, she doesn’t think that evil prick deserves anything so nice. But a closure service. They’ve been calling it a closure service. The cops have the body, but she figures this’ll be good for them–funerals only happen for the dead, and she…maybe it’s ridiclous, but Tirsh thinks that if she knows that bastard had something funeral-adjacent, he’ll feel a little more dead and maybe sleeping will be a little easier. And originally Trish was like “Well, it’s gonna be me and Jessica and hey, maybe we’ll light some stuff on fire afterward, it’ll be cathartic or some shit.” But things got a little out of hand and Malcolm asked if he could come and they said yes, obviously, and some of the people from the docks heard about it and asked if they could come, and Trish gave Jessica the most hopeful look and Jessica agreed, and the other survivors of Kilgrave’s rampage started to turn up and finally it was just an accepted thing. If you survived Kilgrave, you’re invited to give the bastard one final ‘fuck you.’
It’s not a formal thing, really, just a rented room and a lot of alcohol and some food. There are cops in full uniform, and people covered in bruises and leaning on other people who tried to kill them a week ago, and there are a lot of tears–of relief, of rage, of grief for those who didn’t survive to see the day. There are some victorious smiles, too, though. Trish is shocked to see their numbers, and she’s not sure if she’s upset and furious to see how many people Kilgrave hurt, or viciously glad to see how many survived in spite of him.
The opening remarks are about to get underway when the doors open and Jessica Jones sweeps in like a summer storm.
She’s wearing her usual leather jacket and boots, a smirk, and a brilliant yellow sundress.
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(Source: marvelsdefenders, via amusewithaview)
bbnadya asked: Krysten, how weird did it feel when david tennant licked your face?
KR: I was a little gross.
DT: and it was early on, so it was “Hi, nice to meet you. I am going to lick your face.”
You deranged prick. You’ve never loved anyone in your repulsive life.
I fucking love this. This is perfect.
Why? Because Kilgrave is a complete monster. Everyone knows it, including the narrative of the show. He is stated to be a rapist. Those who survive their encounters with him have PTSD. Some are wrecked beyond their ability to recover, physically or emotionally. He is a destroyer of lives…and the show demonstrates this by taking the toxic trope of the alpha male to its logical extreme.
Zebediah Kilgrave fits the mode of the alpha male amazingly well. He’s rich. He’s physically attractive. He has a Tragic Past in that he has been poor and unloved. Most of all, whatever he wants people to do, they do. They cannot help but obey. This is his defining characteristic. You want to do this, he tells people. You love Chinese food. You want to invite me in. You want to play your cello for me–or donate both kidneys. You want to commit murder. You want to kill your parents and smile.
And he stalks, emotionally abuses and rapes the heroine…while he frames his behavior as loving and romantic. It does not occur to him that taking away a person’s will and compelling them to eat what he wants, wear what he wants, move as he wants, and fuck as he wants are all violations. The last example is literal rape; the rest is psychological.
More often than not, the rich alpha male with the Tragic Past who falls for the seemingly ordinary person (who is, of course, actually extraordinary) will be treated as the romantic hero. Look at Hannibal. Look at the Fifty Shades series. What does it say when so many romances in books, movies and TV present controlling the other’s behavior, manipulating their thinking, and relentlessly pursuing someone who clearly wants either a break or to flee outright as protective, guiding and passionate? What does that do to the audience’s perception of what love is supposed to be like? How much toxic entitlement do those stories reinforce?
Aside from his mind control being literal instead of figurative, Zebediah Kilgrave is not unusual. He is an example of a common type in fiction The only unusual thing about Kilgrave is that–for once–such toxic behavior is not normalized, and the narrative presents him as the destructive, damaging, manipulative monster that he is.
This is the first time that I can recall not only having the narrative agree with me that a person like Kilgrave is primordial slime, but also having it point out that the media reinforces the image of control, manipulation and emotional abuse as loving. Entitled assholes like Kilgrave are scum…but they are not operating in a vacuum.
(Source: stydiaislove, via yea-lets-do-this-shit)
#relatable
#i love that#Jessica Jones#is a NORMAL MESS#not the cute adorable kind of mess so many female characters are constructed as to make them appealing to men#not the giggly non-threatening smiling ‘oops i need someone big and strong to come and help me’ mess#no#Jessica Jones is just a mess#a grumpy exhausted traumatized (BUT COPING…mostly) mess who is allowed#to eat and shit and not have a clean apartment and not have pretty hair and blushing cheekbones#she does crap like forget to charge her phone and wears shapeless ugly mostly practical clothing AND NO HEELS#the hot male love interest is the one shown in all his shirtless - just showered glory (bless)#Jessica squints and scowls and slouches and dear god i will never ever get over#how continually and explicitly this show treats women being told to smile by men AS AN ACT OF COERCION AND CONTROL#bless this fucking show (via @racethewind10)
YES YES YES YES YES
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