Losing Robert Sugden, Killjoys, Quentin Coldwater, and The Good Place all in one year is too damn much.
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2019 and its need to shock kill viewers fave chars can fuck off already.
The utter irony that The Magicians was trying to be like Game of Thrones.
So much of Quentin’s overall arc is about contending with his depression while learning that the things we take emotional and mental refuge in (AKA magic and Fillory) won’t be what we hoped for, or even enough; that you have to keep trying and working your hardest inspite of having all your dreams come true.
But even in the midst of all that struggle, he managed to find these moments of happiness and peace; he strengthened his bond with an old friend doing something they only dreamed of as children (Julia), found his soulmate (Eliot), had a son, and raised a family. He even became the hero in the actual books he loved so much growing up. Letting him have a happy ending where he gets trapped in Fillory’s past, or goes on to write his own set of popular children’s books in another parallel universe, or even just gets to meet the Cozy Horse, would have been a big and beautiful kindness — both for him and for the fans who see themselves in him. He could have still sacrificed himself to save everyone, but we’d have known he’s still out there, doing his best and trying his hardest, just like he’s always been. His story wouldn’t be done, like it feels like it is now. It would just be in a different book entirely.
Yeah, real life is brutal and we lose people without warning all the time, but this is also a work of fiction that features dragons and characters called “Hymen” and “the Great Cock.” You could have made a different choice.
How, on a show with multiple universes and a whole episode arc dedicated to facing the worst parts of yourself and managing to prevail, do you manage to settle on this kind of ending?
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me, trying to convince people to watch the magicians
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Before I got here, I was in the hospital. I have - or I had - I don’t know, this thing that I couldn’t shake where I felt like because nothing was ever not gonna be pointless and empty, then, uh, why go on?
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Quentin Coldwater you could never be cold you are a soft and golden-hearted man made up of love and loyalty and duty and sometimes only like 3 brain cells but that’s ok because all three are always trying their best and do not let anything tell you that you should ever be anything but that
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do you really love quentin coldwater if you haven’t called him a dumb ass at least three times an hour
high-gay-eliot
he had two braincells left and one is for loving all his friends and another for being a colossal bisexual dumb ass
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It’s the trauma of almost. Shitty things can happen to you and you can get over them. Eliot cutting off the chance of something with Quentin was cutting off the chance of being hurt, but also being happy and he knew it.
I also think it’s really interesting how Eliot framed it. That he and Quentin would have never been together other than for the circumstance, but what his face is saying: if you had another choice you wouldn’t have chosen me. That’s what Eliot was afraid of. Quentin is a good and true man and men like that don’t choose Eliot. Which is why it was important for both of them that Eliot chose to change his mind, to face his fear. Men don’t choose Eliot, and people don’t trust Quentin. That was the crux of why Alice and Quentin’s relationship broke down. El and Q’s relationship isn’t like that. It’s built on implicit trust. And it’s brought to the fore with Eliot’s choice. He’s going to trust how he feels for Quentin. That Quentin will choose him. To save him. To give him a second chance and finding happiness.
Just read a description calling Quentin Coldwater a “lost puppy of a man,” and has anything ever been that accurate?
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Where have you been? We couldn’t find you. “Enrolled at Brakebills,” she said, fully aware of the irony.
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So we had just seen that conversation between Quentin and Eliot, and Eliot had just re-experienced it, so of course, we’re all thinking about it, knowing it’s important. But can you imagine how that following moment felt to Quentin?
That moment they had, there’s no way it’s at the forefront of Quentin’s mind right now. It’s been months since that conversation. Months since he’d been rejected by Eliot. Months since he heard that Eliot didn’t want him back, and he had to accept that and suppress his feelings, try and get over it. A lot has happened since then. A full season worth of things. Which includes being told (and believing) that Eliot is dead, being forced to watch a monster inhabit Eliot’s body, and accepting that he has to kill something that looks like Eliot. All this with the guy who he has fifty years worth of memories with and feelings for, the guy who he wanted to give it a shot with.
And then, they’re getting ready to kill the monster. Right as they’re about to do it, their plan is set, Alice is ready… Quentin isn’t invigorated or nervous, the way he sometimes is before an important moment in a quest. He’s more resigned and hopeless, because even though he knows it isn’t Eliot, it’s still going to hurt.
The monster is walking over. Quentin is swallowing his pain at having to prepare to essentially watch Eliot die, trying to cover how fucking awful it is to see the monster possessing his friend… And then the monster says he’s Eliot. Quentin first thinks it’s a joke, because of course, Eliot is dead. But then.
Eliot chooses to prove that it’s really him by referencing their memory-life together, referencing that conversation they had about it. Fifty years. Who gets proof of concept like that? Those are Quentin’s words. Quentin’s words from when he was saying that they work together, that he wanted to try again, in this timeline. How could the monster know what those words mean to Quentin? And Eliot is walking towards him, looking so goddamn relieved that Q is who he sees, that Q is who he gets to talk to with his few seconds of control, and he repeats Quentin’s words back to him. Because it’s his turn to confess.
And Quentin’s face in that moment.
Because it’s Eliot. He’s alive. The look of disbelief, of hope, of awe. Eliot’s alive. He can still be saved. And. He’s telling Quentin this with the words from Quentin’s confession. The confession that, honestly, Quentin has probably tried to avoid thinking about because it’s painful. But peaches and plums, motherfucker. Eliot’s alive, and maybe, just maybe, he loves Quentin, too.
“I’m alive in here.” And Quentin is instantly ready to go to the ends of the earth to try to get him back.
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quentin went from “do you think i could maybe have eliot back” to “if you don’t give him back unharmed i swear to god i will kill us both”