If Gojo, Shoko And Geto Had Adopted Tsumiki And Megumi

exactly.

it’s been so very frustrating trying to reason with some caitvi stans that when i criticize some writing choices in season 2, i don’t hate the ship and/or the characters i criticize, i’m just disappointed that the show prioritized getting them together at the expense of individual character developments.

and somehow by doing that, i got accused of being lesbophobic (and somehow racist because caitlyn is half-asian 💀), even though i am a bisexual asian woman myself - if anything, caitlyn IS the closest thing to representation i get from arcane and i’m just supposed to be grateful for that abysmal character assassination or whatever caitlyn’s arc in season 2 is supposed to be called. these people take every bit of well-meaning well-deserved objective criticism as a personal attack and project that hostile energy towards any discourse regarding caitlyn and/or vi and/or caitvi. i’m not saying they can’t enjoy girls kissing girls on their tv screen everytime it happens, i’m just saying better representations can be and have been done before, so why do we settle for less?

that particular flavour of caitvi stans screeching at critics of S2 about how, "you just wanted a simplistic happy ending! you can't handle the NUANCE! you have no MEDIA LITERACY!" while simultaneously insisting that we should all unquestioningly accept and praise arcane for giving us caitvi, which they hold up as the sine qua non of wlw representation, because their primary basis for comparison is... legend of korra. is she-ra. is owl house. is steven universe.

none of this is shade on those shows. all of these are okay-to-good-to-great shows, that did genuinely brave things with regard to representation and which often handled mature subject matters in age-appropriate ways. you know what they also are?

children's cartoons. they are cartoons for children.

sorry, when shows like black sails and andor exist, which have prominent wlw characters/ships, and which embed those ships in actually well-written, complex, adult narratives about freedom, oppression, rebellion, and self-determination, arcane doing a, "diversity win! your cops are lesbians!" is not enough for me to give it brownie points.

[DAZED FROM BLOOD LOSS] hey not to kill the vibe completely but i think i am in love with you

I love how here on tumblr dot website we regularly cast the greatest curse we can muster on each other by pointing our long creepy fingers and intoning "10,000 notes" in a voice that carries the winds of the mountain with it.

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Every fangirl/boy ever

If I had a dollar for every time I shipped a straight couple I’d be broke

03/20

hbd itadori yuuji the mc of all time!!!!!!

The Rebellion and Infighting

I have so much to scream about in this first set of three episodes, but the one I want to yell about the most is the theme of destructive infighting that grinds everything to a halt.

It was a more background theme last season, because Cassian was still making his way toward Rebellion. But this time it came out front and center in all four storylines.

In the wedding on Chandrila, everyone was at odds with each other. Nobody could agree on what to do or how to support each other (or who should be supporting who). They sniped and sneered and took passive-aggressive swipes at each other, both personal and Rebellion-related. The one that most desperately broke my heart was Mon's conversation with Leida, where she tried to offer her a way out ("what I wish my mother had said.") And Leida slaps the offer away like a toddler slapping away a spoonful of peas, continuing the mini-theme of mothers and daughters not understanding each other.

On Mina Rau, they did a little better, but not much. What seemed like a lovely little agricultural community fell apart for the Ferrix contingent because someone who seemed to be an ally turned on them to save himself. Plus Beela's mom didn't approve of Wilmon ("a toolie") and fueled Beela and Wilmon's little Romeo and Juliet storyline and making him late for getting the hell out of there.

And of course, there was the Empire, coming around and exercising control over where they went and if they were allowed to be here. The wording in this segment was just *chef's kiss* so specific. They worried about visas and getting caught without them. The Imperial called them "illegal" and "undocumented," a speech that could just as easily be heard from the United States White House today. And then heavily implying (in a nauseating scene that just built and built and built) that Bix could save herself by trading her body. (Buy your right to exist by being useful to the overlords.) And then when she refused, made it clear he was going to take it anyway.

It was most obvious in Cassian getting held up in the jungle by the rebel group, who were so busy squabbling with each other and shooting anything that moved that they didn't even notice a) Cassian manipulating them and b) the giant monsters that leapt out and ate them. Blunt? Oh yes. Obvious? Yepper. Meaningless? Not in the least.

Interestingly, the one storyline that took this theme of infighting and flipped it around to show what it means to work together was Dedra's. Not the Ghorman part of it, although that was riveting. (And the tourist film that Krennic showed was hysterically funny in its WTFery.). But shockingly, it's the dinner with Syril's toxic mom, with Dedra watching Eedy gleefully tear her son down. Then when Syril has to leave the room, Dedra wastes no time in laying down the law that unless Eedy falls the fuck in line, Syril will no longer be part of his mother's life. I hated everyone in that scene as a person, but I admit I cheered.

To return to Cassian's storyline, the reveal at the end of the second episode that it was all taking place on Yavin made me hoot and holler and laugh like a loon. But it also points to something this set of episodes has been laying out in giant flashing neon letters.

The Rebellion is a baby. It's a mess. It's a bunch of people all more concerned with fighting amongst themselves about who's more right and morally pure then actually doing anything real against the Empire. Even Cassian's theft of the TIE fighter was a total mess. He got bad intel and bad training and mostly did a hilaribad job of flying that thing.

But one day, the Rebellion is going to destroy the Death Star. And they're going to do it from this rainy, smelly, monster-filled jungle where a bunch of idiots played Rock Paper Scissors to figure out who got to be the boss. That is going to be the scene of the Rebellion's big triumph.

If they can get their fucking act together.

in this house we support happy first years

can’t risk it 💀

sherlock doesn’t know yet:

that the moon goes around the earth

that john watson loves him back

that his love for john is not a weakness and it’ll only make him stronger

that john knows that he can’t predict the fortune cookies

that john’s hair feels incredibly soft under his fingertips and john really likes it when sherlock runs his fingers through it

how good it feels to be allowed to kiss john good morning, and that john’s morning kisses can taste like pure sunlight, like coffee and laughter and love

what john watson’s lips look like when he’s been well and truly snogged

that his secret cigarette stash is no longer there because mrs hudson got rid of it

that he can feel completely and utterly blissful and calm without being on drugs; and that all he needs are john’s arms warm and protective around his waist and john’s breath against the nape of his neck

that john snores when he sleeps on his back

that one day, john will ask him to marry him and it will take sherlock precisely three minutes and fifty-one seconds to say yes

that john will still be proud to be his husband in forty years

that the number of their cottage in Sussex will be 1895

that he will get stung by his bees fifty-nine times and john will rub ointment into his skin every single time

that john’s tea tastes best when served with a kiss

that his love is wanted

that he deserves happiness