#fuck you syfy

[emiarainewrites]

Imagine tagging along with Arthur & Grace during the Blood Drive race

(Gif not mine)

Sorry this took so long to put out. I’ve got another one with Jonathan Julian in mind.

Anyone who hasn’t seen this show, please check it out. It’s awesome and terrific, totally unique and was cancelled WAY TOO SOON. It needs more love.

Arthur was the first to spot you at the side of the road. Broken down car, bloody and beat up, limply waving as you clung to the open driver door.

“Grace, stop the car!”

“Why?”

Grace paid no mind to the panic in Arthur’s voice. He was a softie, after all. Which meant an incredible liability in the race. So with Grace determined to win and keep her head in the process, she couldn’t risk always listening to Arthur’s “kind hearted good boy” concerns.

“Up there!” Arthur pointed at the fast approaching vehicle and it’s clearly injured passenger. “Someone’s hurt. We need to help them.”

Grace didn’t take her eyes off the road. “No can do, Barbie. We’re finally ahead of everyone else. No way I’m slowing down now.”

“Grace, we have to do something!”

“No, we don’t,” she frowned, literally putting her foot down on the accelerator.

With the broken down car about to pass them and your body obviously slumping to the ground, Arthur quickly made up his mind.

Within seconds his seatbelt was undone and the car door was open as Arthur threw himself out of Grace’s car.

“Shit!”

Grace slammed on the brakes immediately. The sleek red car skidded and spun to a painful stop as Grace threw forward in her seat. Looking behind her she could see Arthur jump to his feet and rush over to whoever he claimed needed help.

She clenched her jaw and put Sexy Suzy in reverse. “I’m gonna kill him,” she grumbled.

Arthur checked for a pulse and was relieved to discover you were still alive. He tried gently to shake you awake, thankful when your head rose up. You were covered in blood. There had clearly been some kind of a scrap. Stuck out in the desert for god knows how long, your skin was dry and your eyes could barely stay open.

“Hey, listen to me,” Arthur said, putting his hands on your arms. “You’re gonna be alright. I’m gonna help you, okay? Can you stand?”

Despite the delirium you were experiencing and the dehydration seizing your system, you managed to nod, barely been able to make out the face of your saviour.

Arthur guided your arm around his shoulders and swooped his own across your back. Standing up was not an easy task.

Grace’s car screeched to a halt in front of Arthur, the door flying open.

“Get in, Barbie! And don’t ever do that again!”

She seemed to ignore your presence entirely.

“They need help, Grace!”

“Not interested. We don’t have to get fuel yet anyway.”

Arthur, unimpressed and still not comfortable with that notion, limped you over to the car.

“Don’t even think about it,” Grace warned. “We need to get back to the race before anyone else catches up.”

“We can’t leave them here.”

“Yes, we can.”

“Well, I can’t. What if this were you?”

“It wouldn’t be.” After all, Grace wouldn’t let herself get stranded. She was too smart for that.

But she could also see that Arthur wasn’t giving up. And the more time they spent arguing about this, the more time that gave the competition behind them.

Grace sharply rolled her eyes, relenting.

“Fine, put them in the back. But make it quick.”

The briefest smile was all the response Arthur gave her. Might have been nice had it not been for the ‘you did the right thing’ quality he gave off.

Grace huffed as Arthur hauled you into the backseat.

“If they get blood on my car, they’re going in the engine.”

As soon as Arthur was back in, Grace took off, not giving time for him to apply his seatbelt. He turned back around to you, lying across the backseat, barely conscious.

“There should be water at the finish line,” Arthur offered. “You’re gonna be okay.”

His voice and the sudden, violent movement of your surroundings brought some lucidity back to you.

“Wh…where am I?”

“You’re safe,” Arthur assured you.

“Where’s my car?”

“We had to leave it behind. What happened to you? Is that your blood?”

“No. Don’t…don’t think so. Driving. Got…jumped.”

Grace glanced at you through the rear view mirror. Well, that explained the look of you at least.

“I…put them in the engine.” You were beginning to fade. “Ran out of fuel…”

Grace found herself smiling. “My kinda hitcher.”

It was clear you were still breathing, so Arthur turned around.

Great, so…he had saved someone who needed help. But they also turned out to be another lunatic who feed people to their cars. Hopefully you were more civil about it than everyone else he’d seen.

Grace smiled from you to Arthur. She could tell exactly what he was thinking. And, alright, sure. Maybe you weren’t such a bad addition to the race after all.

[wimbledon2008]

really it all comes back to "peaches and plums motherfucker" and two months later quentin coldwater was dead

[rroaddkill]

It really is.

[the-carlos-cow-eyes]

Honestly, I'm glad that Jake was able to forgive his Dad and all, but I SURE ARE HELL WON'T

Like, It was a sweet scene, but I wouldn't have been able to just move on from that and come up with reasons as to why my Dad was homophobic and beating me other than him being a piece of shit

Jake may have been able to forgive, but I sure as hell won't forget

[britcision]

ALRIGHT MY FRIENDS OF THE DP X DC VARIETY

Glowing green goo that fucks with death

It’s the trope, right?

We like it

You know who else has glowing green magic death goo?

KILLJOYS

I Can And Will Make Everything About Killjoys

They’ve got it ALL

Evil space lesbian queens

Magic green goo

Former assassins with a complicated relationship with murder

What do you mean “this is already a niche fandom do not pull even nicher fandoms into it”

(And yes that is Hannah John-Kamen in both gifs, no she is not playing the same character in each, she’s the main hero AND the main villain for half the series)

They even have one of THESE!

Honestly I dunno if I want Jason to have a conflicted stabby heart to heart more with Dutch or with Fancy. Or D’avin because Oh Yes We Also Have Mind Control

And like, most obviously of all

Killjoys is in space

Danny will Lose His Fucking Mind and go on immediate geek patrol, especially with Johnny and Lucy the sapient space ship

Give Fancy Lee (yes that’s the character name, yes he is exceedingly fancy) 10 seconds with ghost weapons

Also the three way showdown between Ra’s, Aneela (who yes does drink the green and gains magic powers) and Danny trying to explain that No You Need To Fucking Stop

Heck they even have clones

And best of all

I haven’t seen the final season of Killjoys yet either so it’d be 3/3 shows I haven’t finished

[kettlequills]

nica: I'm done with self care. It's time for others harm.

Tiffany: YAY!

nica: you're "others".

Tiffany: ... (horny) YAY!

[sad-drake-lyrics]

i can't stop thinking about this because i live on Magicians and Demon Slayer brainrot.

[crimsonscloud]

killjoys: dutch hates jelco, he’s put a bounty on her head, she’s held him at gunpoint and almost shot him, they also generally annoy each other

me: enemies to lovers?

[lootpuppy]

Okay, so, some friends and I are writing these like, short stories set in the world of our Lancer game- there is drama, slightly queer undertones- nonbinary traumaqueer idiots with attachment issues- whats not to like?

[renthony]

🏳️‍🌈

(Drop a 🏳️‍🌈 in my inbox and I’ll respond with a queer media recommendation!)

Magical Girl Friendship Squad was a short SyFy animated series that dropped in 2020 and never got much attention. The basic premise is that two broke millennial women are granted magical girl superpowers by a cosmic red panda, and have to navigate broke bitch life on top of their new magical destiny.

There are multiple campy queer characters, the main characters get their magical girl abilities from a birth control case and a bong, and it's fucking hilarious. I don't understand why so many people disliked it, and I think more people ought to go watch it. According to Wikipedia it even got some critical praise, but I don't think I've seen anyone talk about it, aside from a single tumblr mutual who posted about it in passing and convinced me to watch it.

It's sadly gotten hard to find. I watched it on Tubi, but it seems to have been taken down. The only places I can find it legally are some service called Fubo, and the SyFy official site that redirects to some place called Spectrum. If you can find it, though, it's only got six episodes, all shorter than 15 minutes, and is worth a watch.

Like, genuinely, I think more people should track down and watch this series just so it doesn't become lost media. I will be fucking devastated if it does.

Here's a couple clips:

[jokobub]

The Great Thing About HNKNA Being An Otome Game

I had an epiphany a few months ago. I’ve talked before about how many pitfalls HNKNA experiences by nature of it being a dating simulator, and how a lot of the cooler parts of the story and lore are overshadowed by the core romance mechanic and how I’m not a big fan of it, blah blah. But I’ve also seen way too many modern Alice in Wonderland adaptations as a result of my ridiculously long-term Kuni no Alice hyperfixation, and allow me to say that there is one thing that it nails that nothing else can even come close to touching— Alice herself!

The Kuni no Alice series brings about what I think is the best modern interpretation of Alice I’ve yet to see in any media I’ve consumed. She’s quick-witted and brings the attitude, but she cares. Her reactions are realistically absurd and there are few moments throughout everything where she feels out of character or unrelatable. And I think the otome genre is crucial to why that is.

By nature, dating simulators don’t have strong protagonists. They’re supposed to be a blank canvas for the player to project onto to achieve their goals. Am I calling Alice flat? No, quite the opposite. Her story is set in a Victorian-inspired fantasy land with lots of guns and danger and a strict social structure, but it’s intended for a modern audience, and when connection with your protagonist is the key to connection with your story, a modern audience means a modern Alice.

The modern Alice is one of the hardest characters to write.

In most instances of an adapted, cool, edgy Alice in Wonderland, the most insufferable character on screen is, in fact, Alice. This is true of the Disney films, SyFy’s Alice special, Once Upon a Time in Wonderland, etc. More often than not, Alice Kingsleigh, Hamilton, whatever you want to call her, is a young adult frustrated by life in an oppressive society who will only accept her if she acts in a hyper-specific way, usually at the risk of being institutionalized should she fail to comply. She argues with her parents, who want her to get married, and all of this turns her into a spiteful girl who is always on the defensive.

It’s insufferable to watch.

The character of Alice is too often portrayed as relentlessly mean, but under the guise of empowerment. The audience is tired of weak-willed women, so the director hunches Alice’s dress up passed her ankles and gives her a sword, an attitude, and an ugly man to kiss without her parents’ involvement. Biologically engineered to shatter every well-known gender role established in Victorian England and basically nothing else, movies and TV deliver their “strong female protagonists” in the form of a curt, unchangingly rude version of Alice whose words and actions are supposed to be justified by her circumstances. And god, does it fucking suck!

You can't connect to this Alice, this armed and ready, sharp-tongued, "curiouser and curiouser" Alice who lives in a world that practically clears a narratively untouchable path to every foot she plans to step on. Personally, it leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. The misunderstood to confused, to disgruntled, to aggressive pipeline is overplayed to the point where the Alice of any and all modern interpretations has become, essentially, the same character, forced to loop the same 6 emotional plot points from now into eternity, no matter how many coats of science fiction you put over it.

(Yes, there is a part of me that understands this comes from the fact that Alice is most often written by money-hungry, corporate studios, led primarily by men, who do not understand feminine audiences, or how they want to see themselves represented in media. I get that. And Alice Liddell is not safe from that. But consider: she's my babygirl.)

Am I saying the character of Alice can't be mean, can't say fuck, can't have a sword? Of course not!!!! Give women swords!!! But I am saying that every time a director phones it in with that "Oh, I know that book" budget and gives a British blondie trust issues, a prophecy, and a quirked up, top hat-wearing sidekick to have unfulfilling sexual tension with, i lose my wings AND my marbles.

Enter: our Alice Liddell.

What do we have with her, really? Well, the protagonist of a mid-shelf otome game, which has sequels out the wazoo, a movie and 2 stage play runs, but still somehow only enough translated media to fill a single Barnes and Noble shopping basket about halfway. Thanks QuinRose.

But for real.

Alice Liddell is written, from the ground up, as an otome protagonist. As such, there are narrative must-haves that she can't shake. She needs to be relatable to the modern young adult, even if she's supposed to reflect the Victorian female experience. This would usually be the Achilles Heel of an adapted protagonist: you, the player, get to watch in horror as your favorite whimsical Main Girl is watered down into a bowl of nothing soup for the sake of projection and selling more copies of a game with eye candy catboys and toxicity glorification.

HOWEVER,

(stay seated girlies don't go yet)

This necessary mundanity that is baked into Alice's character, inseparable from her very being as the taste of weed in a brownie, is what singlehandedly saves this adaptation and makes her objectively the best. Unlike in a lot of cinematic adaptations, she's not meant to be the (failed) vehicle of a "deeper narrative" about the strength and roles of women in society. She doesn't exist for any higher purpose, she isn't the chosen one who will declare "Damn The Man" and force the world to listen.

Alice is a girl doing everything she can. She's experienced profound loss. She's self-deprecating. Snarky. She's been through break ups, gotten even with bullies, cuddled with her cat on a Sunday, everything that doesn't matter. The crux of her character is that she's been burned by life and love, yet she can't truly give up on them. Hers is a story of healing, of adaptation and getting back up when life kicks the shit out of you. No matter how sharply she speaks, Kuni no Alice's Alice almost always acts from a place of concern and love for others. She crucially never wields a weapon, reacting to the violence of Wonderland with that extremely jaded "holy fucking shit, what the fuck?" energy that I think any of us would bring to the table, given the circumstances. She's not her community's """lunatic,""" she's not sailing the high seas sideways, she's not on drugs, or destiny's favorite, or anything like that. She's new in town! She's sick of these people! She just wants to go home and read!

She's you. She's me. She's a clusterfuck of a damaged girl, trying to sort out what matters, find her passion and move forward without letting her past stray too far from memory. She's someone whose self-importance and perception by others is foreign to her. She wants to matter, wants not to be left alone by the people she loves, but god forbid she ever admit it.

QuinRose gives us Alice Liddell, suffering failgirl, not Alice Liddell, conceptual landmark, and that was the best possible route anyone could have taken with this character. Alice is the main character, but she is not a hero, and that's a fucking genius move.

thanks for coming to my ted talk. i love u alice.

[apocalypse-shuffle]

JASON TODD | RED HOOD (generalized canon)

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“Potential” (Jason Todd x Fem!Reader)

| You meet an interesting stranger in the syfy aisle. Oh! And there’s a body between you two.

| SFW, meet-cute shit (TW: Reader is briefly harassed, infidelity mentioned, “radical” book recommendations)

| Inspo: There’s this part in the Gotham Knights game where Hood’s talking to Harley and she goes “And! And! And! He would've personally taken me back to Blackgate. Like a gentleman.” and his response is “Yeah, we both know I’m not a gentleman.” and that line has me fucked up its delivered so well.

| The pictures used are just for aesthetics and have no contextual meaning to the story. (pic source: Red Hood: Outlaws webtoon)

| 1k+ words

You were in the middle of the bookstore quite happily minding your business when you spotted your ex-boyfriend.

The sigh you let out is from the debts of your soul. You curse your bad luck before ducking down to hide inside the fantasy section; moving through the store on quick feet in hopes of losing him by the syfy books so you could go about your day unscathed. From what you remember the man had a fervent dislike of the prospect of alien sex.

You had no feelings for your ex whatsoever, but he was a dick – a huge one – and you knew from experience that it would only end in an argument if he discovered you here.

Swiftly rounding another corner you almost bump into someone.

“My bad,” you say automatically, looking up.

When you see who it is your eyes squeeze shut, trying to keep your calm, before you open them again when your ex's annoying voice reaches your ears.

"Hey, Y/N! It's been a while, you look great."

"Mhm," you hum, but add louder and with fake lightness, "It has been a while, but I'm in a hurry so..."

You want to turn around and leave, but he completely ignores your words and continues talking.

“You know, it’s funny, I was just thinking about you.” He licks his lips and takes a good long look at your chest. “Maybe it’s a sign. You wanna come over?"

“Mm.” you grunt, pushing past him without caring for his potential response. “That’d be hard to do with my work and all. I’m pretty busy nowadays.”

It’s a statement, there’s no suggestive or sly lilt present in your words, period. You don’t want to give him any false hope or rile him up.

There was a reason you ignored all of his attempts to get back with you. He was the one who cheated, fucking you up for months afterwards. Why he thought he was gonna work his bummy ass back into your life was beyond you.

While passing him he suddenly reaches out, his pale fingers wrap tightly around your wrist. Your book slips from your grasp and hits the ground with a damning thud.

“Look, I’m down. Yes or no? I hate when you play around like this.”

There it was again, you’re not surprised by the sudden change of attitude. He’d always been like that, friendly and happy as long as everyone did what he wanted, aggressive and rude when not. Two sided asshole.

“Let go,” you keep your voice even to not draw any attention, ignoring the urge to immediately cuss him out.

The grip on your wrist tightens, his eyes flashing with rage, and you contemplate swinging on him then running before your leg makes up your mind for you.

On instinct you were already twisting to get free, but as he tried to manhandle you he opened himself up. You take the shot without thinking, your knee coming up in a blur.

The man makes a low pained sound and slowly drops to the floor. You’re about to rush to the front, pay for your shit, and quietly make your leave - you did not want to be here when he got up - when a startled laugh reaches your ears. Your gaze snaps towards a fairly tall dark haired man.

So much for leaving quietly.

The newest addition to your section must sense your trepidation because when you fleetingly meet one another’s eyes he raises his hands.

“I’m not here to snitch,” he juts his chin out to indicate the other end of the aisle. “Was just walking through.”

“Yeah,” you nod, licking your lips. Your hand absentmindedly wraps around your wrist, rubbing at the phantom touch still present as you contemplate leaving your book behind.

New guy notices that too.

“You okay?”

“I’m fine.” You glance at a smattering of neon colored paper backs, “it’s not like he had much chance to do anything but grab me.”

He doesn’t look like you’ve convinced him you’re fine but doesn’t push. Shrugging, he transitions the book he’d had under his arm to one of his hands and stuffs his free hand in his jacket pocket.

“If you say so-”

Right then is when your ex seems to regain some of his limited wits back.

“You’re a real ugly fucking bitch, Y/n.”

You open your mouth to throw something just as nasty back to him but the new guy beats you to it.

“Hey man, unless you're looking for another kick to the dick I’d watch your mouth around the lady.”

“Ohh,” you draw out dramatically with a tense giggle. His willingness to poke fun at the man on the floor has you feeling positive enough to make a move (though you’re still not exactly sure why he’s striking up a conversation with you).

“What a gentleman,” you bend over to snatch up your temporarily discarded book, bouncing right back to your position away from the new guy afterwards.

“Nah, nothing gentlemanly about me. Just imparting some wisdom.”

“That’s nice of you, but it’ll take way more than a few words to make this dumbass act like he’s got any sense.”

He makes an amused sound and smiles, a mild upturn of his lips. It fits on his face oddly, like he doesn’t do it often, but it makes you want to smile back anyway. He’s relaxed, clearly fit even under the sweats, hoodie and leather jacket, and holding what looks like How I Shed My Skin.

You give him a searching look at that. The book’s entry level College course shit but it was a…start. You’d read it as an unofficial recommendation from one of your professors, but only the once.

You point to where it’s held in his hand. “If you like that you should read Lies My Teachers Told Me. It’s more broad, but a good read.”

He looks down at the book like he forgot it was there, brow raised, before chuckling.

“Oh, this is for one of my sister's classes. She asked if I’d read it with her so she’d have someone she actually likes to discuss it with.” He nods to you, flashes another smile. “I’ll - ah - I’ll be sure to check your book out though.”

“Cool. You come here often enough maybe you can tell me what you think?”

“Yeah. I’d be down for that actually. Thanks.”

New guy nods before tilting his head. He seemingly takes a better look at where your ex’s still curled up with both hands cupping his dick.

He whistles, “I gotta tell ya, I was gonna come in and save the day but you already had it handled. I think those are actual tears.”

“He was pissing me off and I just kind of - um? - reacted,” you shrug.

“You’ve got good aim then, that was a solid blow,” he nudges your ex with his foot causing the man to groan. “I could make him hurt for a bit longer if you want?”

You blink. How very tempting of him to offer.

“A little white on white crime?”

He scoffs, gives you an amused look.

“Why not?”

Your brows raise mildly and a huff of suppressed laughter passes your lips but you ultimately wave him off.

“As nice as that sounds, I'll have to pass.”

“Too bad,” he shrugs. “I’ve had a boring night.”

“Are your nights usually more entertaining than seeing someone get kneed in the balls?”

“Just typical Gotham shit. You know how it is.”

“Yup. You never know what's gonna happen in this damn city,” you flick your hand to accentuate your words and finally let a faint smile slip onto your face. “It’s home though.”

“Yeah, I think so too.”

His eyes are intense, bordering on green, and you can’t look at them for too long as your conversation lulls.

You make an aborted motion towards the front of the store.

“Well I should - you know - get going, but it was nice talking to you. Thanks for the offer from before.”

“Hold on -shit! Sorry, I-” he makes a sound somewhere between a huff and a grunt.

You swivel back to him silently, tiny upturn playing on your lips when he waves his words away.

“Just- Any time,” he steps over your ex. “I’m Jason by the way.”

You raise an eyebrow at the hand he holds out, giving it a cursory inspection - lots of calluses, bruised knuckles - before throwing a little caution to the wind and shaking it.

“Y/n,” you smile at him and his eyes zero in on your mouth immediately. His own peculiar grin comes back from where it’d fallen off in your silence.

“Y/n,” he tests the name, makes it sound reverent. Like it tastes good on his tongue. “I’ll remember that. Next time I see you, you think maybe you could recommend something a little less…’broad’?”

“Hmm,” you tilt your head back, hand still clasped in his warm one, and look him up and down. He had promise and he was definitely good looking. You'd give him that. “If you finish my recommendation then you can for sure read something lighter with me.”

“With you, huh?”

You hum an affirmative.

“Alright I’ll -ah- take you up on that offer,” he lets go, backing up just enough that the heel of his sneaker bares down on your ex’s penis. The wheeze he lets out makes you giggle and Jason loves that if the dorky self satisfied look on his face is anything to go by. “Till next time, Y/n.”

“Goodbye Jason,” you tease before walking off. You’ll see if he makes the cut or if you’ll have to change bookstores.

NOTES: Honorable line mention from the game: when Jason says spatchcock chicken dead serious as if spatchcock is not the most ridiculous sounding word. Anyway, hope you enjoyed!

p.s.: Jason canonically (I believe) can’t flirt so I was trying to find a balance between him being fine when he’s just striking a conversation and fumbling a bit more when he tries to secure a second meeting. Did I succeed? Who’s to say.

I’m not (obviously) going to do anything for Christmas but HAPPY beginning of KWANZAA!! (I’m posting this before the sixth day, but I’d like to think I’ve been practicing the principle of Kuumba with my little writing endeavor on this blog so 🤷🏾‍♀️.)

Anyway, thank y’all for all the follows and likes/reblogs this year, and let’s hope my plans for 2023 don’t fall through!

[the-carlos-cow-eyes]

Scenes that would've been in S2 if I had any help or prescence in writing it:

Jake: *raises his voice while in an argument with Devon*

Devon: *eyebrow raise* I know damn well you're not yelling at me.

Jake: *realized he fucked up* I-

Devon: I know DAMN FUCKING WELL you're not raising your voice at me.

Jake: I'm not, I'm not.

Devon: Good. Now, let's talk about this reasonably. Like we're actually mature instead of yelling at each other like a couple of schoolgirls.

“I know damn well you're not yelling at me” SHUT UP, I LOVE HIM, LMAO. HE'S DEFINITELY LIKE THIS IN THEIR FUTURE ARGUMENTS😭

[sirfrogsworth]

I'm watching the Halo show.

And it doesn't feel like Halo a lot of the time, but if you excuse that, it isn't a terrible sci-fi show.

Reminds me of shows like Dark Matter and Killjoys that used to be on cable. Like, they scratched your science fiction itch, but you had to overlook a lot of stuff to get that sweet future dystopian escapism.

Halo has some cool characters (Kai is a giant woman and Steven Universe would totally be singing about her), fun action, decent effects (mostly), but they have issues with keeping the quality consistent. And they had to make sacrifices to scale due to budget constraints.

To make a Halo TV show without sacrifices, the budget would probably have to be Marvel sized. And if you factor that in to your judgement like with old "SyFy" shows... it's pretty okay.

A few ticks past mediocre.

They probably should have made a movie, but this is what we got.

HOWEVER...

There was just a scene where someone healed chronic pain from a grenade blast with fucking reiki.

Nope.

I can't overlook that.

I don't care if this show has implied magic and fantasy sci fi elements.

Reiki makes no sense in the Halo universe.

Not to mention promoting it as a legit pain relief solution is problematic.

Also, and this isn't really a criticism as much as an observation, but Halo is partaking in a recent phenomenon I have been noticing.

In my head I call it "Space Grimes."

It's when they cast a petite 20-something woman with very weird and mysterious energy.

Maybe I need a better name for it.

But I really like Kai! And how she towers over everyone.

[sibylsleaves]

The thing about letting them be in love to me is well. I was a the magicians on syfy enjoyer and literally I would be dumbfounded if a non canon buddie situation ever happened in 911 that would be worse than that. So like nothing can hurt me anymore. But the situation is actually so dire on 911 its like. I would live if buddie canon never happened because I think their relationship provides each other with something theyve never experienced with another person even on a friendship only level. But also they want to kiss so bad. Sooo bad. And they also want to be married to each other and be domestic so bad like its really dire for them. Buck wants to not find but make love with someone eddie wants someone to love and love him back and have magic with and they literally both have that if they would just wake up and KISS already

(if you havent seen the magicians would basically be like if both eddie and buck recently expressed wanting a relationship with each other but eddie was stuck in a place where buck cant get to him and buck is like its okay Im going to spend the whole season trying to save you. And then with 3 episodes left in the season buck got together with abby and then in the finale buck dies and its kinda suicidal but also unclear and also it happens before buck and eddie get to reunite so basically the last time they ever talk is 10ish episodes earlier when buck promises to save him. And then tim minear got on facebook and said buck had to die because he was a white male lead and said people should stop being mad about it because it was actually really progressive of him to kill buck off. When oliver didnt even express wanting to leave the show. Anyways)

ohhhhhh i watched the magicians......not when it was airing but i think i managed to avoid spoilers so.....yeah i know of what you speak 😭💀💀 genuinely one of the most fucked up things a show has ever done to its audience.

but anyway yeah i agree with literally everything you said. it's so dire!!!!!!!!!!!! like literally just thinking about them making eddie settle down with like. random girlfriend #3: this time it's really love i swear. like. it is BLEAK. genuinely makes me sad to think about!!!!

and like. okay. when i watched the show for the first time we were mid-s5. everyone was convinced BT Bones was coming except for me because i was like well taylor has gotten a lot of development and screen time and they DID take their time with getting them together so like. why do all that just to break them up.

and then immediately one episode into 5b their relationship got the death knell in the form of buck kissing lucy. and then they didn't even make lucy a love interest after that. they just kissed one time and it was kinda played as a joke between them but nothing came of it.

and then buck and eddie spent all of season 6 not dating anyone. which was. an interesting choice??? and then natalia and marisol got hastily written in at the end. and then. well. off-screen break-up for one, and basically off-screen relationship for the other (followed by an off-screen break).

at a certain point i do kind of think that like. the writers don't really know how to write them lasting, convincing, compelling romantic relationships. or. they are uninterested in doing so. so like. we’re now 8 seasons in. all the canon couples have had at LEAST 7 seasons of development. what are we doing here. what's the plan. if not buddie canon.

[silviakundera]

Love's Rebellion ep 4 -8 watch comments (warning: these are my raw thoughts, so can be critical. don't read if that will upset you.)

I am enjoying the drama now less than in the first 3 episodes. I think it's that I have limited patience for nice characters pretending to be menacing. I'm ready for them actually to be communicating with each other and working off the same page.

I can see that he's becoming soft for her, since she's so obviously a nice person (and because of seal thingy we know he canonically has a pure heart). But I want more sexual and/or romantic tension than what they are giving so far. ML has made some effort but I'll be honest, I'm feeling nothing coming back from the FL actress. (i.e. nothing in her micro expressions & body language)

Gonna try to fast forward thru things.

Fox clan prince has been introduced. He doesn't like women; he only loves himself. So there is our first grey character.

Episode 5

It's so dumb that she believes in the fake death curse that I refuse to acknowledge this is happening

They are finally turning on some romance but guys, slow mo and mid music is not the answer. Just ask them to both ACT like they're falling in love.

The Great Sect dicks are being dicks, except 1 junior good boy

Young Dragon Lord is still a bro. Very appealing loser.

Episode 6-8

Continuing the situation where she's a nice person, but there's little in her individual performance that indicates she likes him that way. While it's clear that he has started falling for her.

Fox guy is just annoying. Sorry to all fox fans out there.

ah, memories of Super Sus Shifu. Why did ML of the canonically pure heart plead guilty? 🤔 The reason is gonna be some noble idiocy, I'm sure.

More contrived misunderstandings. The writing is forcing her to be annoyingly foolish. Why would she assume he is only after her pearl when he's never been the slightest bit interested in it?

This thing where they are always at odds for petty reasons, a fake-ass enemies to lovers, is wearing thin. Real enemies to lovers, I like. This stuff isn't to my taste. I am not a determined-to-dispute, bickering to lovers trope fan.

Now everyone's in mortal peril from boat lady, the demon elder of Evil Path sect. Sadly, she also bores me.

I like ML and FL ok (when they are getting along) and I do like Dragon bro. Add in fox and demon jiejie and 💤💤💤

Ugly cgi gremlin makes another appearance

ML shows up finally as backup. But will this just end up another annoying misunderstanding?

So after he rescues her and puts her necklace back on, they actually have a mutual romantic moment!

She's finally figured out he's a Canonically Pure Heart™ who is all bark, no bite

Now can you just get along for multiple episodes in a row???

There is absolutely no reason to forgive duplicitous fox boy and not wipe his memory and kick him the fuck out. 😑

On the plus side, we are finally getting some warm vibes back from her

oh how nice, poisioned hot pot. The fox betrayed them AGAIN. And once again he just says shit and FL lets it go. 😒

We actually get a moment of her appearing attracted to Shao Cang! 😯

I still attest that you don't need lense flares, slow mo, or tinted filters to communicate affection. Just acting. Someone ring Richard Li, he can show you how it's done.

I have enjoyed objectively worse & lower budget dramas, but somehow LR isn't clicking in with me. It somehow doesn't have that cdrama feel that compels me... Perhaps I'm not hooking into that emotional sincerity; so many things are constantly happening but they feel like noise and I don't have emotional resonance from the episodes. Characters are frequently picking at each other & prodding at each other, which fills up time on screen but that's what it all feels like... filler. Somehow the vibes remind me less of a cdrama and more about the fantasy adventure genre of tv series that were being aired on Sci-fi (Syfy) network and the BBC circa 2005 - 2015. And tbh I mostly watched those shows because of fandom participation and fan outputs, not for the media product on its own.

I've commented before that cdramas finally introduced me to "good guy" characters that I wholeheartedly love and see as badass. But these leads aren't that style of protagonist. This isn't Xie Lian, Shen Qiao, Tang Fan, et al. So I'm left wishing that FL and ML were more ruthless, calculating, and grey.