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Look, I get it. Sense8 is an INCREDIBLY expensive show to produce, and Netflix likely wouldn’t be able to justify financing it even if every subscriber watched it. So, with that out of the way, let’s talk alternatives: rights transference, movies, crowdfunding, book deals. Just because a story is over doesn’t mean it’s dead. Look at Veronica Mars: over for nine years and we get a movie and two books, and maybe more on the way. Look at Hannibal: we’re still going strong and Bryan Fuller is openly talking about a possible fourth season. We need to be patient and we need to be loud, and we’ve already proven we can be both those things. Let’s stop diverting our energies to something futile and start directing them at second chances.
I wanted to have a more Cap-centric Cap fic to celebrate Steve’s birthday (and, you know, that little independence day thing or whatever), but this is what I had done today so this is what I’m posting. Title and number of parts based off of “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird,” by Wallace Stevens, and even though this fic isn’t actually a phrase-to-phrase transcription of “Blackbird,” it was at first. Before I start today’s scheduled programming, here’s this:
A man and his brainwashed ex-assassin super-soldier boyfriend are one. A man and his brainwashed ex-assassin super-soldier boyfriend and a falcon are one.
If you are gay and Christian, that’s okay. Whichever part of that identity takes priority on any given day is okay. However you reconcile those two parts of yourself - whether it’s celibacy or prayer or the understanding that you don’t actually need to reconcile them - is valid and allowed and important.
If you are gay and Christian, you don’t constantly need to be ashamed of one part of your identity. You are allowed to use both those labels for yourself, and anyone who tells you otherwise doesn’t deserve either.
If you are gay and Christian, don’t be afraid. You’re alright. You are smart and brave and worthy and beautiful just for being willing to put those words next to each other and face what‘s coming your way.
If you are gay and Christian, God doesn’t hate you. God doesn’t hate you. God doesn’t hate you. God doesn’t hate you.
at what point are the writers for the twenty shows that killed off lgbt women this past season going to look around and notice the other nineteen shows who killed off lgbt women this season and realize their clever plot twist wasn’t so clever
There are certain aspects of Tumblr culture that I find really creepy.
Pulling receipts on people is one of them.
Even creepier, the people who go out of their way to send asks like “Just so you know, you reblogged so-and-so and they said something homophobic three years ago.”
Okay? So? I’m just here reblogging dog pictures and funny screen caps from trash tv shows. I don’t really care what so-and-so said three years ago.
You know who else said ignorant shit three years ago? Me.
You know who else said ignorant shit three years ago? You, probably.
I mean, if I reblog something from someone who is actively, currently, human garbage… like if I reblog something from someone who is on par with Donald Trump, go ahead and tell me.
Otherwise, maybe just let it go and stop pouring so much energy into policing the internet. Most of the people here are in their teens and early twenties. They are going to say ignorant shit that they regret!
If you are currently in your teens and twenties and you’re bristling at the idea that you too may be saying ignorant shit that you are going to regret, just you wait and see.
Growing up is a constant progression of looking back at your past self and thinking “Oh god, what the fuck was wrong with me?”
Here’s a thing: I’m here for badly told gay love stories. I don’t care if the grammar is shoddy or the characters badly-constructed. I don’t care if there’s instalove or love triangles or cornily-written true love kisses that bring people back to life. I don’t care about overused tropes or underused tropes or badly used tropes. I don’t care. I’m here for every single story that had even he potential to reach people when they need it most. Every story we tell has value because it’s creating joy in a community that needs it. Every story that ends in happily ever after is a fucking victory, yeah?
