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Sleepy Hollow

Yeah, spoilers. This is a hate letter. 

I’m almost 47 years old. And this is the first time in my history with television  that a single episode of something has made me regret ever watching a show to start with. I regret the time I spent on Sleepy Hollow. Because they just erased everything I loved about it with a single swipe. 

The Witnesses were the heart. How they were always there for each other. They came as a PAIR. You cannot kill one. That undermines every moment that one saved, supported or protected the other. All those “destinies entwined, we found each other, I do what you do, we will always be certain” moments have been undermined by her death. They’ve killed the beating heart of it, the bond that we’ve all been there for. 

If Nicole wanted out, they should have thought about the whole point of the show and either let them both live and ended it, or killed them both and ended it, or even killed them both and moved one with two new witnesses. ANY of that would have been better than killing one and leaving one alive, because that’s not what we’ve been here for over the last 3 years. 

The Witnesses, together, are the show. They’re a matched pair, a set, for better or worse. By killing Abbie and leaving Ichabod to carry on, they’ve stabbed the heart of the show and made every wonderful partnership moment meaningless. 

I am in awe that I cared more about the integrity of the show and the characters than the writers. But that’s fixed now, because I regret ever watching it. That is how much the death of Abbie Mills has soured me on the entire universe. I don’t even want to read fanfic. I am forever ruined on this show and its world. I never thought they could manage that, but god damn, they did. 

Goodbye Sleepy Hollow. And fuck you. (ANd if you’re renewed, and the new witness is white, I hope you all drop your genitals into a blender bye)

A Broken-Hearted Ex-Fan

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If you don’t think Abbie crushing the Eye in front of Pandora and subjecting herself to endless monotony ain’t the most gangsta shit to happen on this show, I feel sorry for you.

a moment of silence for nicole beharie, stana katic, katie cassidy and all the other ‘leading ladies’ who got screwed over by the network/showrunners

Sleepy Hollow Preview: “Incident at Stone Manor” » Abbie Mills

They are so comfortable with each other and their chemistry is so natural and apparent. I feel like I’m just screaming this into the void but… CAN Y'ALL JUST  GET TOGETHER ALREADY?!?!

There’s an all-new episode of Sleepy Hollow tomorrow! Reblog if you’re ready.

the reason this one feels different is because abbie had one trait that none of the others had. she was the hero of the story.

even if you don’t think there’s a vile strain of homophobia running through the industry at the moment, whether or not you believe women of color are woefully underrepresented on tv, no matter what your feelings about about misogyny as a motivator for people’s actions, you cannot deny a crap load of women have died on tv lately.

but abbie’s different, because she was the hero of the story and the story ends when the hero dies.

and for a show to kill its hero and go on without her, what they’re really telling people is she was never really the hero. it literally doesn’t matter why they did it. it just does. not. matter. because they’ve told us now that in the story they’re telling, abbie was so unimportant that they could do without her.

fuck you, sleepy hollow.

Walking Dead and Richonne got me looking at Sleepy Hollow and Ichabbie like…

What we waiting on???

At age 23, Tina Fey was working at a YMCA. At age 23, Oprah was fired from her first reporting job.  At age 24, Stephen King was working as a janitor and living in a trailer. 

At age 27, Vincent Van Gogh failed as a missionary and decided to go to art school.   At age 28, J.K. Rowling was a suicidal single parent living on welfare.

At age 28, Wayne Coyne ( from The Flaming Lips) was a fry cook. At age 30, Harrison Ford was a carpenter.  At age 30, Martha Stewart was a stockbroker.  At age 37, Ang Lee was a stay-at-home-dad working odd jobs. Julia Child released her first cookbook at age 39, and got her own cooking show at age 51. Vera Wang failed to make the Olympic figure skating team, didn’t get the Editor-in-Chief position at Vogue, and designed her first dress at age 40. Stan Lee didn’t release his first big comic book until he was 40. Alan Rickman gave up his graphic design career to pursue acting at age 42. Samuel L. Jackson didn’t get his first movie role until he was 46.

Morgan Freeman landed his first movie role at age 52. Kathryn Bigelow only reached international success when she made The Hurt Locker at age 57. Grandma Moses didn’t begin her painting career until age 76. Louise Bourgeois didn’t become a famous artist until she was 78. Whatever your dream is, it is not too late to achieve it. You aren’t a failure because you haven’t found fame and fortune by the age of 21. Hell, it’s okay if you don’t even know what your dream is yet. Even if you’re flipping burgers, waiting tables or answering phones today, you never know where you’ll end up tomorrow. Never tell yourself you’re too old to make it. 

Never tell yourself you missed your chance. 

Never tell yourself that you aren’t good enough. 

You can do it. Whatever it is.