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angellic-critique · 5 months
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Hell I have weird idea about Molly
Sooo Molly basically a Drag queen mafia ADs blood related(AD is more mafia themed)
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I imagine her story where she didn’t really like following orders from the mafia, but when she saw Drag people and their shows, she found her happiness here
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(^the example that's Molly as Drag Queen can be like)
Her sins was:Threatening the lives of others and smoking or more biblical like Envy
Born in 1960s and died from Lungs Cancer
See? Easy fix. As simple and clean as rain. Thank you genuinely this, this ask? This is all I needed to heal my soul over. If vivzie genuinely actually cared about LGBTQIA+ OR the drag community whatsoever then there shouldn't even be an implication that Molly IS Angels' Drag sona, she should just be herself and be her own persona and her own version of drag! Whether brothers/sisters or an open interpretation of their gender dynamic, I adore this
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I agree that she should be within the mafia family and be openly queer as much as angel. And while yes of course I am aware of the blatant homophobia that was within the time periods of the characters [ie. Angel dying circa. 1940s] having his sister live longer after him within the family and unable to handle the burden that was angels' responsibilities and roles, smoking just as much as he did and unable to keep up! Maybe the mafia they were born into is queer friendly/under-the-ropes hence why they can be focused around performing drag freely. Perhaps angels could be promiscuous and still openly be his sexual self but Molly could perhaps be more closed off and serious, sultry and asexual taking pride in her performance and envy with the captivity of the audience rather then the show at hand. There's so many alternative ways to handle their dynamic like maybe they both perform drag to try to compete in a sibling like rivalry that was settup by the mafia for them to always try to be at each others' throats! Arackniss in the corner giving a thumbs up supporting both of his siblings too^^ [or maybe he has something at hand with the family manipulation and could be against them? Whichever way you want to write the family honestly!!^^]]
Could I please get image sources over who these lovely ladies/people are if it's alright with you? I adore this concept honestly I love the rewritten portion of the criticism community because viv misses out on so many missed opportunities within her concept/series that people just scramble to run for the hills and I for one am in full support of this!!!
Why have only one drag/crossdresser when you can write multiple within reasoning?^^
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future-crab · 3 months
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It's been said before, it will be said again, but it's still worth saying: the fact that art centering on straight romance is allowed to just be bad, but art with queer romance in it always has to be indicative of A Serious Problem With the Way We Tell Queer Stories makes being a queer person making queer art deeply stressful
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ecoamerica · 25 days
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kateis-cakeis · 3 months
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Do you ever think about how the scene where Arthur catches Merlin with a dress in S2Ep9, and the scenes where Arthur is like "girl??????" in S5Ep8
that it's like just a lil bit suggested that Arthur thinks Merlin is both into men and crossdresses (which does that suggest some kind of queer culture in Camelot where gay men are known to do drag?? who knows) and not only thinks that, but accepts it too.
Like Arthur who is presented with the fact that Merlin might wear dresses in his spare times just shrugs and says what a man does in his spare time is up to him, and that the colour suits him.
He literally could have made any joke about Merlin being a girl like he often does when he teases Merlin about being a coward (which we know is just teasing) but instead he just accepts it, and still calls Merlin a man.
Meanwhile in The Hollow Queen, well, I'll let the lines speak for themselves:
GUINEVERE: He’s not in danger. He’s seeing a girl.
ARTHUR: Merlin?
GUINEVERE: Gaius, I’m sorry, but there is no reason to worry.
ARTHUR: Except for the poor girl.
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ARTHUR: Oh, so you can go and visit that girl again.
MERLIN: What?
ARTHUR: Girl.
MERLIN: Don't have one.
ARTHUR: That's not what Guinevere tells me. So, why don't you tell us all about her?
MERLIN: Right.
ARTHUR: And why you're walking with a limp.
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The first lines could be interpreted that Arthur doesn't think Merlin is good with women, but paired with the lines from the 2nd scene where Arthur asks him about it.... it definitely feels like Arthur is saying to worry for the girl because he thinks Merlin isn't attracted to women.
I mean the sheer disbelief alone when he says "Merlin?" like it's so out of realm of possibility. (I mean it could also be suggested that Arthur doesn't think anyone would be attracted to Merlin, but with the 2nd scene it definitely doesn't seem so.)
Especially the way he says "girl" with sarcasm dropping from his tone, like literally "girrrl" is how he says it. Like he's basically calling out Merlin, or saying that he knows that the girl Gwen told him about is actually a man.
Which I believe is why the "and why you're walking with a limp" has Arthur so, well,
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like this. I think he truly believes that Merlin is lying sjhdfghsdfg Like he's thinking in that little brain of his that Merlin got pegged by a man and just isn't admitting to it.
And he's definitely accusing Merlin of sneaking away to have sex, you know, during an important time and all.
Basically, with these like 3 scenes in the show, I'd say it really comes off as Arthur accepting Merlin as gay and just waiting for the day where Merlin tells him the truth.
And that's really funny to me.
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korkiekenobiconfirmed · 4 months
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I don't need oxygen, I need a queer wild-west period drama like black sails. somewhat questionable historical accuracy, very slight dabbling in the mystical/spiritual, good representation on multiple fronts, themes of storytelling and history, anti-colonialism messages that make you want to tear your hair from your scalp anytime you think about them, characters and relationships that are so complex and twisted and well-written...then also just cool hats, fun music, horsies and guns.
...y'know, the good stuff.
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roombanator · 9 months
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Fuck you Matty Healy. And all of you fans celebrating this.
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Malaysian Queers are the ones affected by this. Listen to us.
Matty Healy's instagram posts literally prove he does not care about us malaysians. He's going to go back to the UK (The country where the roots of Malaysia's laws and government started during colonisation!) and sit his privledged ass down, not caring about him losing fans in Malaysia because we only portion to a miniscule amount of his money.
If he really cared about our rights as queer malaysians, he would have contacted the LGBTQ NGOs and offered his assistance to protest. Not speaking up over our voices. Not mocking a Malaysian Queer who dm'ed him being rightfully upset. Not posting mocking Malaysia (and only West Malaysia! Shows how little he cares) Not saying, "I'll take your money" then fucking off (Many queer Malaysians were probably at GVF as well!)
We have the right to be concerned, government elections are coming up, and the right wing extremist party WILL use this as ammo against us.
In fact, they're already doing it!
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On reddit malaysian fans are concerned, worried, yet their worries are being downplayed or straight up ignored. While international fans celebrate this guy for doing "the right thing"
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News articles right now are only posting about the incident, but not our opinions as queer malaysians. In fact, I've only seen ONE news article with our voices heard.
Listen to us. Please.
Support our LGBTQ organisations. Donate if you can. AMPLIFY our voices. Don't speak over us. If you really care about our safety and rights, listen.
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It's the least you can do. We don't want much. We just want you to listen. We're in a third-world country that nobody really pays attention to, and if this just sweeps over like nothing in a few days, we will be stuck in the same situation or worse.
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detroit-become-moomin · 9 months
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Hey there! Completely forgot to post about this here, but - charity project for trans kids!!
POINTY THINGS, a folk horror collection written by me, illustrated by @ehlihr, and edited by @nimagine is now available for purchase online through Pride 2024. All revenue raised during the upcoming year will go to LGBT+ mutual aid orgs defending trans youth! In this collection you'll find:
55 pages & 22k+ words of story
unsettling megafauna
a trans take on red riding hood
fun facts about 16th-century beheading practices!
deeply unsexy vampirism
haunting-as-dysphoria
3/5 stories brought to life in spooky, atmospheric detail by elisar's illustrations!
The charities we'll be donating proceeds to include Equality Texas and the Transgender Education Network, but I'm also keeping an eye out for other mutual aid orgs defending the rights of trans youth in the American Southwest.
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some Sharpie Sillies i scribbled to cope with the compulsory heterosexuality i was just forced to watch. it was painful
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avesseloflanguage · 5 months
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queer joy — a zine
this was my final project for a class, the prompt was to create a zine about something we cared about — anything in the world we felt like creating about — and create it. the only real requirement was that we said something important to us with it. also use a quote and writing 100 words of original work but. yknow.
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stobinesque · 11 months
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@steddie-week day 3: first kiss | 2.1k words | G or T
Steve and Robin were about halfway through a rewatch of Clue when the phone rang, and Steve was across the living room before it was halfway through its second ring. “What’s wrong?” He asked without preamble. His heart was already racing; too anxious to consider the possibility that it could be someone calling for his parents—or even that it might be a non-emergency call. It was past ten already, and most of The Party should have at least been pretending to sleep by then.
“Steve?” The voice on the other end of the line was a bit distant—drowned out by the staticky sound of rain hitting pavement.
“Eddie? Are you alright? Where are you? Did something happen?”
Eddies’ van was out of commission, so he’d been relying on rides from Steve and the rest of the Corroded Coffin crew to get him to and from places for the past few weeks. If he was out somewhere and in trouble, he was stranded there.
“Yeah—I-I mean, no. Nothing—nothing happened. Just—could you come get me?”
“Yeah, of course. Where are you?”
“I’m out at The Hideout.”
“Okay, okay. I’ll be there in ten—maybe fifteen minutes.”
“You don’t have to—”
“I said I’d be there in ten, Eddie.”
“Okay.” 
Steve hung up the receiver and turned to make for the foyer to find Robin standing behind him—jacket on, back slung over one shoulder, and a pair of his shoes in one hand. “Picking Eddie up?”
“Yeah.” Steve took the shoes from her hands gratefully, and started pulling them on.
“Can you drop me off on the way without slowing yourself down?”
“Yeah, I budgeted Robin home-delivery time just in case.”
“Well, hop to it then, dingus.”
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When Steve pulled up in front of The Hideout after dropping off a surprisingly acquiescent Robin (Eddie needs you more than I do right now, dingus), it was to find Eddie sitting atop one of the wheel stops of The Hideout’s small lot, looking like a drowned rat. 
Eddie was up and yanking open the door to the beamer before Steve could so much as put it in park, and Steve pulled out of the lot as soon as Eddie had his seat belt buckled across him.
“You okay, mann?”
Eddie shrugged.
“What happened?”
“Don’t really wanna talk about it right now.”
Steve nodded. “Okay.”
“Sorry to interrupt movie night with the missus.”
Steve laughed. “She already forgives you. Provided that you were actually having a crisis and not just faking one as a ploy to get me alone with you.”
That startled a laugh out of Eddie in turn, and he turned in his seat to shoot Steve a mischievous grin. “Now, does that sound like something I would do, sweetheart?”
“According to Robin? Yes.”
“Ah, I see who the brains of the operation is, then.”
“Was that in question?”
“Well—whether or not there was a brain behind you and Robin’s whole deal was a little up in the air.”
Steve snorted. “Yeah, that’s fair.”
Silence fell between the two of them, and twenty seconds in Eddie started rooting around in Steve’s glove compartment.
“Dude. What are you doing?”
“I’m looking for a tape in here that doesn’t suck, man!”
“What are you talking about? We have, like, half the same taste in music!”
“Yeah, but the only thing you keep in your car are mixtapes! And I’m sorry, Steve, but some of the things the kids have made you are—objectively speaking—extremely cursed.”
“You could put in the one Robin made.”
“It’s hilarious that you think there’s only one Robin mixtape in here. But also: I’m not in the mood for Cyndi Lauper.”
“Cyndi Lauper’s not in the mood for you,” Steve snarked under his breath—more because he knew that’s what Robin would say if she was in the car with them than for any other reason. Raising his voice so that Eddie knew it was meant to be heard, he added, “I think there might be one from Jon in there?”
Eddie wrinkled his nose. “Eugh. No thanks. My night’ been shit enough.” He kept rooting around for another minute or two, until— “Aha!” he emerged triumphant, an sparsely labeled tape held aloft in one hand. It looked like one that Steve had made for himself years ago—long before he’d gone knocking on the supernatural’s door. If he was guessing right, it was a mix of Queen, Bowie, and Fleetwood Mac. “How have I never found this one before?” Eddie asked.
“Because in spite of your loud protestations to the contrary, you usually just let whatever music is playing in the car happen to you.”
Eddie gave a considering hum as he stuffed his find into the tape deck. “Yeah, I guess I do.”
The two of them fell silent again as “The Chain” poured from the speakers, and the rest of the ride passed without conversation, the only sounds between them besides the music was the steady beat of rain against the windshield, and Eddie’s fingers drumming along to the beat of the song.
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Steve killed the engine as he pulled up in front of the Munsons’ trailer. 
“Thanks for the ride,” Eddie said, pulling a strand of hair out to cover his mouth as he did so.
“Yeah—any time, dude.”
Eddie made to get out of the car, but froze in place as he leaned half-in, and half-out. “Could you—wanna come in?” There was a put-upon air of casualness to his tone in a way that made Steve suspect that he was being asked to stay the night. He wasn’t sure why Eddie felt so shy about the request, though—it wasn’t like this would be the first time.
“Oh. Yeah, man. Of course.” All he ever wanted was to be helpful. So Steve took his keys from the ignition, and trailed after Eddie as he led them both inside.
Eddie started peeling out of his soaked clothes before the front door had finished closing behind them, and made a beeline for his bedroom so he could pull on a pair of boxers and a bleach-stained t-shirt, before flopping down onto his bed. Steve followed after him, toeing his shoes off inside the door, and crawling into bed beside Eddie once he was finished changing.
"Wanna talk about it now?" he asked, as Eddie tucked himself up against his side.
Eddie shrugged. He took one of Steve's hands into both of his own and started idly playing with his fingers. "Bad date."
"Oh yeah? People aren't going mad over a metalhead who was only recently cleared of all murder charges?"
Eddie shoved at him. "Low blow, Harrington."
Steve stole his hand back to hold both of them up in surrender. "Sorry, man."
Eddie yanked Steve's hand back and held it covetously in both of his own, and Steve reached down with his own free one to tangle it into Eddie's wild mane of curls, which were still damp from the rain. "Whatever, dude. It wasn't that. He just…he was just kind of an asshole.” Eddie shrugged again, sounding a little resigned. “The regular kind."
Steve was silent, but ruffled his hand through Eddie's hair in what he hoped was a comforting gesture. 
"I just…I don't know. I don't know why I even bother trying to go out on dates at this point.”
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, it's like…I don't know. Just feels like I'm chasing after something I'm never gonna find."
"I get that," Steve said, tone soft and understanding.
"Really? Figured you'd have people falling all over you."
Steve snorted. "I don't think I've gone on a date since I went to the championship game with Heidi back in March."
Eddie jerked a little in Steve’s grip. "Why not?" He sounded…genuinely very confused.
Steve shrugged. "I don't know, I just…haven’t really felt like it. Honestly, I’d already felt like I was circling the drain back at that point.”
“...Huh.”
They both went quiet, Steve still running one hand through Eddie’s hair, and Eddie still tangled his fingers through those of Steve’s other hand. 
“So, how do you…?” Steve trailed off with a frown, unsure of how or whether he should finish his question.
“How do I…?”
“How do you, y’know, find guys? To go out with? Who you aren’t scared of knocking your lights out, that is.”
Eddie shifted in Steve’s arms to get a better look at him. “Wait, wait. Have you not been on a date with another guy yet, Harrington?”
“No…?”
“Then how did you—?”
“How did I, what?” Steve felt a little on edge; a little on the defensive. Like there was some unseen standard he wasn’t living up to.
“How’d you figure out you were into them, then?” Eddie sounded a little bewildered. A lot incredulous. “Figured you were the victim of a drunken make-out discovery or something.”
Steve laughed, because that did sound like him, but— “Nope. Never been kissed.” He tilted his head toward Eddie with a little smirk. “By a guy, that is.”
Eddie propped himself up on one arm and stared at Steve like he was a puzzle to be solved, and there was a glint in his eye that made the hair along the back of Steve’s neck stand on end. “D’you wanna be?”
Steve’s heart skipped a bit, and his hand stilled in Eddie’s hair. “Uh…what do you mean?”
“Do you wanna be kissed? By a guy?”
Steve laughed, feeling awkward. “Are you offering?”
Eddie shrugged, just a touch too casual. “Sure, why not?”
“I don’t know. Wouldn't it be weird?”
“Doesn’t have to be weird if you don’t make it weird, man.”
Steve turned that over. It’s not like he and Eddie didn’t already spend most of the time they spent alone together tangled up in one another. There was a quasi-romantic edge to their friendship that Steve wasn’t really used to—well. Except for with Robin. But that was different, for obvious reasons. And, granted, the dynamic between him and Tommy had been…intense, but it still hadn’t felt like this. 
Regardless—kissing Eddie wouldn’t change anything about their friendship if they didn’t want it to. “I guess you’re right.”
Eddie half-turned in Steve’s arms. “Yeah?”
Steve repositioned himself so that they were facing each other, hitching one shoulder up in a nonchalant little shrug. “Sure, why not?” he parroted back.
Eddie smiled, and it made his whole face go soft and gentle in a way that had Steve’s stomach twisting up in knots. Oh, he’s beautiful.
Eddie reached up to tuck a lock of hair behind Steve’s ear, and then let his hand drift along the line of Steve’s jaw until he was gently gripping his chin between two fingers. Steve’s lips parted in anticipation, and the two of them breathed into the silent space they’d created between them. He could feel his heart hammering in his chest, and his arms breaking out in goosebumps.
It didn’t make any sense though. It wasn’t like it was his real first kiss. And he’d known he was attracted to men for ages, even if he’d never acted on it. It wasn’t even exactly news to him that he found Eddie attractive. But…none of their interactions had been this charged before.
Eddie closed the space between them, and pressed a gentle, but firm kiss to Steve’s lips, grinding the trajectory of Steve’s thoughts to a halt. It was a simple kiss. And it could have remained like that—soft, sweet, and almost chaste—except that Steve couldn’t hold back a sharp gasp in response, as his breath hitched in his throat. 
He should pull back. He knew he should pull back—but he’d always been greedy, and Eddie was making no move to put any distance between the two of them either. So Steve surged forward, capturing Eddie’s lips into a more passionate kiss, and savoring the small whine it elicited. Eddie gave as good as he got, winding an arm around Steve’s waist, and slotting a thigh between both of Steve’s legs with a force that startled a little “Mmpf!” from him. 
All in all, the kiss probably lasted little more than a few moments. But for all Steve knew, whole civilizations could have risen and fallen in that soft, gray space of time he and Eddie had their lips pressed together. 
He wasn’t sure who finally broke away, but once they did, both of their breaths came short and heavy.
“That was…really good?” Steve said, a high-pitched note of giddiness and wonder in his tone. 
Eddie smiled with cheshire-style grin, eyelids heavy and low. “Yeah? Wanna make it even better?”
Steve smiled right back. “I think I might.”
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elmoshipsbyler · 1 year
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not to say that i was media illiterate before, but getting invested in byler, and joining the ST tumblr fandom, has taught me so much about media analysis in such a short amount of time
like the fact that tumblr is the perfect platform for sharing thoughts, and the fact that when we theorize together it’s basically just one big brainstorm
all of that has taught me 1. how to notice/pay more attention to details, 2. how to analyze those details, and 3. how to develop, formulate, and present an argument
i’ve learnt so much from the coolest people, all while laughing at memes and having fun
stranger things fans are so amazing and you’re all so smart and sexy and cool
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angellic-critique · 4 months
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To that anon afraid of writing like Viv, the fact that you’re aware of her nonsense and have enough self awareness to be wary of repeating her mistakes speaks not only to your character, but to your potential as a writer.
Remember, writing is a *skill* that must be developed through study, research, and hard work. Just like painting or any other skill that takes effort to improve at. A single semester of Writing 101 in college is not in fact enough. Developing your skill as a writer/author takes years.
If you aren’t already, I recommend building yourself a curriculum. Writing can be self taught, just like art, but you need to be willing and able to structure your improvement.
Start collecting resources and compiling them in a readily accessible place.
Organize those resources into categories based on the type of information they bring to the table (are they inspirations? Research? A collection of essays/video essays about the craft? Podcasts? Lectures?)
Make a list of the kind of resources you still need. Are you trying to write a particular kind of fiction? Read the works of authors who have successfully tackled the genre/subject/technique and ask yourself *why* it’s successful. Find out what steps the author(s) took to develop that work. Then compare it with a piece of media that does it poorly and ask yourself the same question—why did this writer fail where the others succeeded?
It’s crucial to be able to properly and thoroughly deconstruct and critique a piece if media if you yourself want to engage in the same craft. We can learn just as much from bad examples as we can good ones, but only if we learn how to properly dissect and discuss them from a more academic perspective.
Too many people assume that writing is innate. It isn’t. It needs to be respected as it’s own discipline and developed as a skill. Anyone can do it, but only if they’re willing to learn.
This ask is long enough but if anyone wants to DM me, I can send you some resources on the craft of writing <3
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And it can be learned in any way from letting to outlet your emotions or to craft and care to know that you have a story that you want to tell. Honestly well said 👏
I've got a really good book recommendation about in-animation industry and a couple writing guides/old books my mother gave me no longer in printing sorta deal, always seek out books and knowledge whenever you are able to friends!!
Practice makes progress!<3
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cringengl · 1 year
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It would be so underwhelming and just generally awful if Will, who spent 2 seasons believing that he will never find love, is never going to be able to get a boyfriend and is just going to get rejected by the guy he is in love with, was just proven right in s5.
Like after this:
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And this
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And Will is just going to end up alone with Stranger Things being like:
"Yeah lol he was never going to get the guy he wanted, he was right all along"
"He might get some nameless, unimportant bf in the future tho🤷‍♂️"
And not subvert Will's (and the audience's) expectations!??!??
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mikoran · 10 months
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no man but if byler isnt endgame its just gonna be so disappointing especially if mileven stays the main couple. like okay guess mike was genuinely just an asshole. guess he barely had an arc. guess el never truly developed and just regressed instead. guess another gay character gets an unhappy ending. fucking hell
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lesbiansanemi · 9 months
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Sometimes I just think about Soi Fon. Like that shit was so insane. Easily one of The characters of all time. You’re going to give me a woman who hates the physical manifestation of her soul because it’s loud and explosive and she doesn’t think it’s “proper” that it suits her, but it’s so obvious it does because she’s angry and stubborn and loud and explosive!!! And then the fact that she never ever calls upon that physical manifestation of her soul until things are so dire it’s practically that or death? The fact that in so many ways she lets her emotions build and build and build until they quite literally explode???? And then!!! AND THEN!!!! Add in that she hates her bankai because it’s “inappropriate” for an assassin… for her role as captain of the Stealth Force… the position she inherited from Yoruichi after she abandoned Soul Society for Urahara… She despises the physical manifestation of her explosive nature, the nature she hides until she can’t, just like she shoved down her feelings for Yoruichi, the betrayal, the hurt, the love, until she quite literally couldn’t anymore and it all came back up in a BANG!!! Like god… oh my god, no one will ever do it again and kubo did not deserve such a cool fucking character in the least
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strwbrrysauce · 3 days
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dear whoever wrote the current fic i’m reading
why did you shoot the dog ):
it is 1:45am and i am crying about words on a screen.
but seriously, what did bear ever do to you huh??
just cause he loves buck more than tommy, his actual owner???
i hope you are ashamed of yourself because i haven’t even started reading it yet, i only saw the tag.
but in all seriousness, stunning writing, i absolutely adore this lil series and i am eagerly awaiting more <3
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wolfpoets · 6 months
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so weird to see takes from people who Don’t Get why people are taking izzy’s death personally. it’s the betrayal of a show telling you it’s gay characters get to live and be happy - except for this one. not the oldest queer. not the queer that talked about how happiness isn’t made for people like him, which resonated with so many real life queers. not the one who finally found his queer family after a lifetime of repression. not the one who suffered devastating trauma and physical disability. sorry but for a lot of folks izzy was the character who felt the most real. killing him ended up feeding into a lot of real world fears for some of us.
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