Brie brielarson

Brie brielarson

Brie brielarson

Brie brielarson

Really don't understand the being aggressive about ships thing.

Are there lots of ships that give me the ick?

Yup! For all sorts of reasons. Everything from legit trauma to the pettiest of bullshit.

But I just block the ship tags and move along. Maybe a whole blog if they don't tag for something that REALLY bothers me (rare). On AO3 I do definitely love the exclude function. It's my bestie.

What other people get up to with fictional characters really doesn't impact my life as much as, say, my scummy landlord raising my rent, or people texting and driving. I've got some Real Problems to be angry about so I don't bother getting pissy with people in fandom who play dolls differently than I do.

*posts this*

*dies*

hugh grant bitched that costars weren’t fucking each other anymore and glen powell took that as a call to arms

wasting away in Margaritaville after IV of Fortune campaign ended, how am I supposed to go to class tomorrow when all I can think about is my silly lil dnd character =(

Brie brielarson

Brie brielarson

Brie brielarson

the thing about "callout/cancel culture" that convinced me it's rotten to the core is the dehumanisation you face once you become the subject of a campaign like that. a lot of criticisms of callout/cancellation attempts appeal to the humanity of the subject, pointing out that it's unfair and unproductive to treat a person, a fellow human being, regardless of how much harm they've caused and how genuinely unlikable they are, like that. but unfortunately the reality of being the target of a mob mentality often means facing the very isolating and traumatising experience of realising that you've ceased to exist as a person in their eyes. you're a representation of your transgressions, an embodiment of harm that needs to be erased like a blemish, a spectacle for entertainment, a means of earning social approval by publicly condemning and humiliating you in what quickly becomes a competition to see who can strike the blow that knocks you down so you never get up again. nobody cares about who you are outside of what you did. people make mistakes and hurt one another, but there is always the capacity for change, for regret and reparations. you are an irredeemable monster. you can't change. the only way to make sure you can't cause harm ever again is to neutralise you entirely. to drive you off and hurt you so badly that you never consider coming back. and it often succeeds. but it doesn't make the world a better or safer place. it just tells everyone that certain behaviours will be punished, so you should conceal them, and harshly condemn them in others so that everyone knows where you stand; nobody will stand up for you if you're accused and brought out for judgement, so you shouldn't trust anyone, and always be on the lookout to take them down before they can do the same to you. you're not creating a safe, welcoming community. you're creating a panopticon built on fear and punishment.

i love the fact that there are some stories and ocs i could have thought of only at specific points in my life.

i'll never be 15 and lonely again and say "here's a story about a bunch of losers risking their lives fighting monsters because their monster hunting club is the only meaningful connection that they currently have with people their age and they are all secretly scared that they wouldn't know what to do with each other without it acting as a bridge between their clashing personalities. their stubbornness and refusal to conform becomes their downfall."

i'll never be 17 and heartbroken again and say "here's a story about two guys from two different worlds changing each other's views and understanding of self forever before cutting off all contact due to forces beyond their control. though bittersweet, their ending is happier than mine."

i'll never be 19 and working minimum wage to pay for a college that i've come to loathe again and say "here's a story about a man who, having sold his soul to a devil, becomes addicted to faking his own death and starting anew to the point where nothing holds meaning to him anymore. he finds an anchor in an woman who fights monsters because she sees her father's reflection at the bottom of every glass and believes that she is the biggest monster of them all, unable to let go of her past. they are not friends, but something more ugly, more tender."

and i'll never be 21 again and say "fuck it, here's my dnd oc. she's a catgirl who's a viking who wants to be a ninja. she will defeat you with the power of god and anime and the power of friendship and this knife she stole up along the way. her fatal flaw is her inability to perceive reality. her greatest strength is her refusal to perceive reality. her beliefs shape the world around her in unspeakable ways. she's 16. she is a girl by choice. her name is shadowstorm umbra. stormi, if you will. do not steal."

This renewal fight isn't just about Our Flag Means Death. The cancellation is part of a broader problem that has multiple arms.

Original content is being canceled, shelved and pushed to the shadows while remakes, reboots and endless sequels that can be milked well past their expiration date take precedence.

Lgbtqia+ and diverse content is being canceled, shelved and sidelined in favor of more of the same homogenized stories that have been being done for 100+ years.

Shows that have absurdly high ratings are being canceled. If a show that was being considered a flagship show for the network, that had the highest ratings for 14 weeks, that has a 94% rating on Rotten Tomatoes with a 95% Audience Score, is being canceled what hope does any other show have?

Streaming services and Networks are doing a 180° on they type of content they're interested in. Just a handful of years ago they started pulling away from the long season shows that could be endlessly renewed in favor of short contained stories that could be told in 1-4 seassons with 6-14 episodes per season. Creators have given them those stories but are still having to fight tooth and nail to get the renewals that should have been a foregone conclusion because these are the exact type of shows that were asked for. And audiences were more willing to take chances on these shows because with such a tightly wrapped story with an ending decided on before it started there's no reason we shouldn't be getting the whole story. No reason for premature cancellations when the number of seasons needed to tell the entire story was part of the original pitch that the network agreed to. No need to cancel it unless it actually does have atrocious viewership numbers. But now, these stories that were specifically asked for by the networks, that have ratings well above what's needed to justify keeping it on the air, are being canceled or shelved in favor of going back to the idea of endless seasons and spin offs and reboots of tired franchises.

You want to keep getting good, original stories that aren't just endless reboots and sequels of a once good idea that's lost it's soul? Join the email & letter writing campaign to MAX and other streamers and networks. Tell them you are interested in seeing more original content. Diverse content, lgbtqia+ content. Help save OFMD and in the process save your own favorite shows. No, one letter, one signature can't change anything. But thousands can. Be one of the thousands.

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i enjoy rewatching kristen’s scene with buddy because like. imagine your locker just got tagged and ur trying to be diplomatic about it because you’re in a public hallway so you try to keep appearances right? you’re running for president! but the sticker was of ur rival’s party and not even for her campaign. anyway you ignore that because this pasty rotten proselytizer has just mentioned to you apparently absolving himself of whatever horror his spells have wrought in assigning agency to..god? by the raising of his hand in a twisted form of praise? and your brain is going a mile a minute trying to connect the hazy frayed edges of thought he’s leaking out (grades are of the material world)(i pray before during after football games we win)(helio doesn’t make mistakes, kristen)(helio’s holding onto us tight)(they’re all gonna go straight to hell) and you are looking into a mirror of your past and seeing the zeal simmering underneath his gall now. how dare he? really? (every cleric has to have some kinda deity, right?)(i don’t feel any control over life) and in your head you see yolanda, who severed ties to her divinity to teach with compassion and a fairness that must’ve been in itself holy, dead. (i don’t hold tight, ‘cause i’m in someone’s hand.) and you worry about bucky, about what he could become without you holding him tight (i’m happy to look after him.) and your muscles tense up as you smile politely, a smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes stony, impassive, like the wall you’re building to keep this serpent from striking at those you love. (careful.) and you, ready to defend, say, i’ll fucking show you.