#no lgbt+ couples were harmed in the writing of this unlike the bullshit of that final episode
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Carry On (SPN 15x20 Fix-it Fanfiction)
Word count: 4.3k
Warnings: None, maybe spelling editing mistakes (Only fluff and happiness is allowed at this point in time)
Author’s note: So I haven’t written fanfiction in ages, I blame it on my CW degree and not wanting to spend even more time writing but after that absolute f*cktard disaster of a finale, I knew I had to do something about it. I hope you enjoy my version of how I wished the show would have ended (this is no hate to the acotrs who did a spectacular job and being served what they were given but a huge f u the the SPN writers for queerbaiting us for so long and in the end not giving the fans a satisfying ending (Like there were so many plotholes, what happened to the empty, are Jodie and the girls okay? If Bobby said Cas helped Jack fix heaven does that mean Cas is alive but hasn’t come to see Dean (That would be bullshit and we all know it).
Let me know your thoughts on the ending or S15 in general, what were some of your favourite moments (*cough* Cas’ confession and only that, also Jack becoming God *cough*)
Peace out, Bitches!
Rae
The days began to blend into one without Chuck there to control them. Jack had saved them, all the people that had vanished. Their family, friends, everything was going back to the way it was again. And then Jack did the unspeakable and left himself, promising the brothers of a better world. But all Dean could think about was him.
Cas.
That goddamn angel. The hunter cursed himself with every waking moment for not begging Jack to bring him back, to at least try. He knew he was hard on the kid in the past, and had always brushed him aside, but he truly wished he had asked for even a hope of that miracle.
As if the words were spoken out loud, the shaggy dog that Dean had picked up from the gas station padded into the room making Dean smile slightly. At least all things weren’t horrible. Patting the empty space beside him on the bed, the dog trotted over before jumping up into Dean’s waiting arms, receiving all the pets and scratches he could ever desire.
“Good boy.”
Dean looked into the dog’s eyes before kissing him on top of the head, “I guess we can’t wish for everything, huh bud?”
Miracle tilted his head at Dean’s voice, a gentle ‘huff’ leaving his mouth before he circled around and curled up on the messy bedsheets. Dean gave him a few final pets, muttering the two assuring words over again before sitting up.
Glancing over at his bedside table, his eyes caught onto his headphone and cassette player, the tape inside being the same one he had been playing on repeat for the last few days: the mixtape he made for Cas.
Instead of grabbing the headphones and spending more time in bed, as he had been doing almost every day, Dean got up. There was no use to making himself feel worse and, he was hungry.
He moved to his bedroom door, glancing down at the bowls in front of his bed checking that Miracle had enough water and food until he got back.
‘I’ll bring back some bacon from the kitchen for him.’ Dean decided, walking to his desired destination just to meet Sam already there, working away with the scrambled eggs in the frying pan.
Dean moved toward the coffee machine with it’s few dregs left and poured some into a cup that he cherished with every day that passed. It was a simple white mug with the words ‘Good Morning Sunshine’ on the front and a bright yellow sun placed underneath. It was Cas’ present to him for his birthday a few months back.
Dean couldn’t have asked for anything better. Sam nodded to his brother, muttering a quiet ‘Morning’ before grabbing a third plate out of the cabinet to divide the eggs onto along with strips of bacon, the normal crispy and greasy kind for Dean, and turkey bacon for the other two.
Dean savoured the bitter taste of coffee as he spun around and leaned back against the counter, holding his mug up to greet Eileen, her head buried in a book about vampires and lore, something she found in the library the first time she came around.
“Morning Dean.” She greeted happily before smiling up at Sam as he placed a filled plate in front of her, “Thanks, Sammy.”
Dean slyly smiled at the nickname his borther used to hate, bringing the cup to his lips to drain the last of the liquid gold before gliding over to take a seat beside Eileen with Sam sitting on the opposite bench, food in front of each of them.
“So, any reports on danger around?” Eileen asked over a bite of scrambled eggs.
Sam shook his head, digging into his own food with one hand, the other subconsciously moving closer to Eileen’s that also rested on the table, “No, it’s been pretty quiet since everything went back to ‘normal’, Claire and Jodie caught a case with a werewolf a few days back but nothing serious and nothing since.”
“I hate to say it, but I don’t like the silence,” Dean admitted, shaking his head in doubt, his brows creased in uncertainty, “It just doesn’t feel right, are all the monsters laying low?”
“I don’t know, I mean, with Jack being the new... God, I guess they’re waiting to see what happens? But I get it, it doesn’t make sense.”
“I think I’ll go looking at reports and stuff, see if anything pops up. Iif not, I might take Baby and Miracle out for a spin, get them out for some fresh air.” ‘And get me away from the happy couple’, Dean added silently to himself but immediately felt guilty upon thinking it.
He was happy for Sam. Happy that he and Eileen were finally back together. He was just envious and hurt that he didn’t have a similar reunion of his own.
“Maybe we could make a trip over to Charlie and Stevie’s, make sure everything’s good on their end?”
“Might not be a good idea after how we left Charlie the last time,” Dean chided, “I don’t think I want to know what she can do when she’s angry-”
“I doubt she’s angry Dean, and even if she is, it’s not at you. It’s at Chuck, at the life he forced us all to live,” Eileen said. The older Winchester nodded and kindly smiled yet he couldn’t bring the same warmth to reach his eyes, “Maybe another time.”
As Dean stared blankly at the remaining two pieces of bacon in front of him, Sam and Eileen shared a worried glance, speaking silently with one another before she moved to collect her and Sam’s finished plates, “Just place your plate by the sink when you’re finished Dean, I’ll clean up.”
“Nah you don’t have to do that, you and Sam should go out, go do whatever kids these days get up to these days. I heard you both talking about going to the park the other day, why not do that? It’s the right weather for it, so you might as well, I’ll get here cleaned up.” Dean declared, deciding to save the last two bacon strips for Miracle as he got up and moved toward the sink.
“Are you sure?” Sam questioned, glancing between his brother and Eileen who was trying to push Dean away from the sink to let her clean up but the older (and stronger) brother was having none of it,
“Yes, go! I’ll be here looking for cases most of the day anyway, or as I said, taking Baby and Miracle for a drive so you might as well.”
Sam was hesitant at first but one look from his brother made him roll his eyes and agree. “Fine, let me grab my coat.”
Eileen followed Sam out of the kitchen to grab her own things before the two left the bunker, quiet, comfortable laughter emitting from the two as the doors shut behind them, leaving Dean alone in silence to tidy the kitchen and return to his room with the remaining scraps of food for Miracle.
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Sam found his brother hunched over the laptop when he got back to the bunker without Eileen. She decided that the two brothers needed to talk, and Sam was willing to agree.
One of Dean’s hands was buried in Miracle’s fur, the dog’s eyes flickering as he moved from consciousness to slowly falling asleep in the bunker seat. Dean’s other hand was on the mousepad looking at recent news posts, searching for signs of anything supernatural.
“Anything?” Sam asked in his way of greeting, slumping into the seat opposite his brother and opening up his own laptop.
Dean was silent as if he hadn’t heard his brother at all.
“Dean,” Sam called again making the older brother look up and shake his head.
“I don’t know…”
“What is it?” Sam asks, leaning forward as he spots the confuse look cross Dean’s face before he gulped nervously,
“I’m not sure.”
“Dean?”
Dean pushed his chair back quickly, startling both Miracle and Sam as he jumped up, wide eyes refusing to leave the laptop screen. His face grew pale, he tried to open his mouth to speak but nothing came out, until finally,
“I… I have to go.”
“Dean?” Sam called after his brother as he ran out of the room, Miracle running in tow behind him.
Sam quickly grabbed the laptop and turned it around the face him, a similar expression of shock greeting his face, “No way.”
Kicking the chair back, Sam ran after his older brother, grabbing his jacket from the coat rack before following the path to the garage where Dean already had Baby up and running about the leave without him,
“Dean, wait!”
The car ground to a halt in front of Sam as the brother opened the passenger door, jumping in and slamming it shut behind him, “Alright, let’s go.”
The drive was less than an hour long and yet to Dean it felt like days went by before they finally reached the barnyard they were searching for. A farmer had sworn he saw lightning strike the ground but that wasn’t what stood out to the hunters. It was the last detail, something the news brushed off as a coincidence.
The shadowed image of two identical shapes that the two men knew too well; the large black wings of a fallen angel spread across the dirt.
He had to be here.
Dean barely put Baby to a halt, the car still in motion as he was jumping out, running toward the barn entrance to confirm what the farmer had seen. Dean nearly fell to his knees as he spotted the outlines of the two dark wings pressed into the ground. Instead, he stumbled back, only to be caught by Sam who ran up behind him, Miracle in tow, sniffing at the ground around them.
“This can’t be a coincidence,” Dean muttered, more to himself than either of his companions but Sam still nodded in agreement, head moving around in search of anything that would give them a clue, until…
Whoosh
Spinning around, both boys stood in shock at the figure before them,
“Hello,” Jack spoke, his signature smile and wave gracing his face as the two boys stared back in wonder,
“Jack?”
The boy, or God, nodded and grinned at the two, eyes brightening as he spotted the dog who now sat beside Dean’s feet,
“I see you brought Miracle with you, I’m glad he’s given you some peace in life.”
“Jack,” Dean spoke hesitantly, not knowing how to say his next words without being offensive, and yet it seemed the words just fell out of his mouth anyway, “Why the hell are you here, I mean not to say it’s not nice to see you but, the wings on the ground I just, I thought-”
“I know,” Jack nodded, “I’m sorry.”
Dean’s shoulder’s slumped in anguish at the words, expecting the boy to say it had been a mistake, an angel had fallen but it had nothing to do with what Dean was thinking, until,
“I’m sorry I had to make you drive all the way out here, I’m still trying to figure out my new powers and it’s been a little difficult trying to get everything just right. I wanted to bring him back home, but my calculations were off and-”
“Wait, Jack,” Sam cut the boy off, but he didn’t seem to mind this as he glanced up, eyes shining as he realised he had been rambling.
Before Sam could respond further, Jack began to walk toward them, “Oh sorry, here, let me show you.” As the new God neared the two brothers, his family, he lifted his hand and clicked his fingers.
A gentle hum flooded the area, making chills flow through the boys and even Miracle as he shook his fur coat lightly.
“Jack, I don’t-”
“Dean?” Dean froze, eyes wide. He knew that voice. He knew that voice all too well.
Spinning around, the green-eyed man choked a sob as a black-haired, blue-eyed figure walked forward, trench coat in hand and a smile, a goddamn smile, on his angelic face.
It was Sam who broke the silence, being the first to utter Cas’s name aloud. The man smiled, turning to the younger brother,
“Hello Sam.”
Sam didn’t hesitate to move forward and greet his best friend, hugging him tightly,
“How, how are you-?” He tried to ask but the words fell flat on his lips.
Castiel gestured to Jack, chuckling softly, “Jack made a deal with the Empty, it would finally know peace and quiet, the one thing it has been searching for and, in return, I was released, but instead of coming back as an angel, it made me-”
“Human.” Jack finished off, meeting the eyes of his three fathers, “I’m sorry, I wish it could have been different but-”
“Jack,”
Dean cut the boy off quietly before meeting his eyes. The look of shock turned to one of gratitude and relief, tears pricking his eyes as Dean moved the last few paces toward Jack, pulling him in a strong familial hug,
“You did good kid, you did, you performed a miracle.”
Dean tightened his grip on Jack for a moment, uttering a silent thank you for only Jack to hear before the two pulled away, Jack nodding in acknowledgement of Dean’s words.
It was Dean’s turn to move back to finally face Castiel; his best friend, the man he has known for what feels like hundreds of years and has saved him more times than Dean could count.
The man that confessed his feelings before he leaving to save Dean again and the man that Dean has been in love with for who knows how many years since they met.
“Cas?”
“Hello, Dean.”
Tears flowed freely down Dean’s face, not caring that his brother or Jack were watching them, not as Dean hauled himself forward and collapsed into Cas’ arms toppling them into the ground and yet Cas held him tightly.
“You were gone, I thought, I-” Dean released a shaky sob before burying his head into the shoulder of his angel, “I never got to say it back. You were gone before I, before I could say-”
“Dean-”
“No, Cas, please, I need to say it,” Dean begged, green eyes meeting his blue ones.
Cas nodded, shifting so he only needed one hand to hold himself and Dean up, the other moving to touch his shoulder, like last time instead the grip remained firm and kept Dean grounded as he finally, finally, uttered the three words to his best friend and love of his life,
“I love you, Cas. I have loved you for a long time but, I was afraid, afraid to ruin our friendship, our time together, I-”
Dean was cut off when strong lips pressed against his own and fresh tears began to fall down his face as he cupped Cas’ face in his hands. Both men fell back, crashing into the ground to embrace the another in the dust and dirt, not caring for anything but of the other person holding them.
“I love you. I love you. I love you.” Dean spoke with bated breathe between each kiss he pressed to his lover’s mouth. Cas’ smile widening in between each one until he encouraged Dean to pull away,
“Not that I don’t love what you’re doing right now, but I would rather if we finished this in private, maybe in bed and without the audience?” He suggested before gesturing to Sam, Jack and Miracle who had retreated back to the car. Sam was facing Jack talking in hushed voices but by the looks on both their faces, they had been watching the pair’s reunion both parties smiling endlessly.
Dean should have been embarrassed, but he wasn’t. Not now, with Cas here, actually here in the gritty dirt and smiling as he pressed a final kiss to the corner of his mouth before getting up.
Cas dusted off the trenchcoat that had fallen out of his grip and to the ground, before outstretching his hand to Dean. Dean accepted the offer without any hesitation, and gasped as Cas pulled him up quickly, smashing their lips together not so gracefully, teeth clashing making both men pull back and groan in pain while laughing,
“For a human, you’re still pretty strong.”
“You’d be quite surprised how strong I can be, Dean. Maybe we can test one another out sometime?”
“Oh, is that a challenge I hear?” Dean laughed, ready to jump into proving Cas wrong, but the soft shake of the head and loving blue eyes stopped him as the angel, or no longer angel replied,
“No, a promise, to never leave you again.”
Dean’s nodded as he bit back another sob, fumbling to say his next new words, “I’ll keep you to that.”
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Dean spent most of his days working in the garage of their home, under the hood of Baby or any of their friend’s cars, welcoming the feel of oil and grease that clung to his skin and T-shirt.
A towel was thrown over his shoulder, beads of sweat dripping down on his forehead as he used the back of his arm to wipe it away just as a shrill voice called out to him.
“Dad, Dad, I finished my project for school, do you want to see?”
Rebecca Winchester ran into the garage through the door that led to the kitchen and laughed seeing her father coated in the grime from the car.
Dean smiled, putting his tools and tweaking to a halt as he used the towel to wipe away any remaining oil on his hands, he smiled at her enthusiasm,
“I’m assuming your father helped with the painting, or did you do it all by yourself?”
“By myself but he watched and tried to step in, I gave him a kitten picture to paint instead, it’s up on the fridge npw.” The girl shrugged grinning as the statement made Dean laugh,
"That's my girl, okay, lead the way."
Dean chuckled as the young girl eagerly grabbed her father's hand, pulling him from his station beside Baby and up the steps into the kitchen where he noticed it was darker than usual.
A nervous tick grew in Dean as he reached for a gun that was not by his side, jumping in shock as the lights flickered back on and the unexpected scene was met before him,
"Surprise!"
His friends and family cried in celebration, crowding around the dining table that was full of food and beverages. Streamers were strung up and hung from the ceiling along with balloons and poppers that Dean was grateful remained on the table unpopped.
"Happy birthday!" Rebecca cheered gleefully as others repeated her words. Dean's smile reached his eyes, head buried into his hands as he laughed and took in the faces of all his friends before he landed on the man in the middle,
"Cas, did you-"
The blue eyed man gave a cheeky grin as he walked over to his lover, arms reaching to circle around his waist, pulling Dean closely until his head touched his chest and muttered incoherent words into the oil stained t-shirt.
Dean gripped Cas tightly around the shoulders before the two pulled away, Cas holding up has right hand to take Dean's own, their two wedding bands glinting in the dim kitchen light.
"Happy birthday Dean," Sam spoke as he handed an opened beer to his brother in celebration. Beside him, Eileen was linked by his side, a hand grazing the side of her waist as both her hands were holding down the bubbling five year old boy who was trying to jump up and be carried by his Uncle De'.
Dean thanked his brother and family, handing Cas the beer for a moment before crouching down to Jonathan Winchester's height, ruffling the boys hair, and lifting him up into the air, spinning him around before placing him back down to the ground. The adults smiled hearing the childs laughter and his pleading words to ‘do it again’ repeated endlessly. Rebecca grabbed Jon's hand and brought him over to the food table instead, and the kid's eyes widening as she asked him what he wanted to eat.
Cas and Dean moved around the room, the two of them glued to one another's side as they talked to everyone who had come to surprise him. Jodie and Donna hugged Dean tightly, both offering words of congratualtions and comfort that made Dean's heart swell. He rolled his eyes, pretending to be offended when Claire made a, not so quiet, comment about his age which had others around them chuckling too, but Dean couldn't keep the frown on his face for too long.
He moved forward and pulled Claire into a hug that she pretended to fight off before giving up and hugging the older man back, lightly punching his shoulder as they moved away, her hand falling back to hold Kaia's who was standing beside her. Both Kaia and Alex shared brief words and birthday wishes with Dean until the man spotted Charlie and excused himself to meet the red headed nerd who pulled him into a tight hug.
Stevie was next as she hugged Dean and thanked Cas for inviting them. Dean glanced to Cas who smiled offering an 'of course, thank you for coming' just as the doorbell to their house rang.
Without thinking, Dean shouts that he'll get it, pecking Cas on the lips and squeezing his side before removing himself from his hold as he makes truth on his words, moving toward the front door. His smile couldn't widen any further as he saw the figure before him,
"Hello Dean, happy birthday!" Jack chirpped happily.
“Hey kid, c’mon in.” Dean responded, opening the door wider and calling to his husband to show him who had arrived at the door.
Although Jack had insisted that he would be excluding himself from the story, to do what Chuck couldn't, Jack knew that his words wouldn't last. Not when it meant not seeing his family.
It started with the first Christmas of the Winchester's and their lovers being back together. By this point they were still using the bunker as their home until they could find their own respective houses closer to their friends.
Jack had been nervous to knock on the door, some part of him thinking that maybe he wasn't welcome here, but one smile from Sam and a hug barely seconds later, had diminished these thoughts quickly as Sam called for Dean to grab an extra plate, more family had arrived.
Jack shared hugs with everyone, the last being Cas who squeezed him tightly, pressing a kiss to his son’s head before saying they could catch up properly after dinner. Dean cut the turkey, and they all handed each other the many trays and bowls of food to fill their plates and stomachs.
They pulled Christmas crackers which Jack had snapped over from Britain, and wore colourful paper hats, laughing as Dean's ripped and someone made the comment of him having too big a head.
From there, Jack decided to spilt his duty between Heaven and Earth, making sure that everything was running smoothly up top while also spending time with his loved ones with every special occasion that came about, where he could, for once, be at peace and be a kid with his family.
As the years grew on, the brothers moved into a routine, making sure there was a spare room in both their houses just for Jack to stay in even though it wasn't necessary, but Jack liked that he had a place to go if he ever needed to think, or just be, for even a few moments.
He and Dean even went fishing together a few times every year, and Dean still gave Jack driving lessons although the use of a car wasn't needed for the young God anymore but he still appreciated the time spent alone with one of his father's.
The one time Dean asked Jack if he wanted to see a baseball game with him, the boy was more than delighted to attend, sitting by Dean's side as they ate hotdogs that were too big for their mouths. And even though Jack couldn't understand the rules of baseball, no matter how many times Dean tried and failed to explain them, Jack couldn't think of anywhere else he wanted to be.
Jack was a God, the creator of the new Heaven and protector of all the souls that entered, but he was also a son to his three fathers, a brother to Rebecca and Jon. He was an Angel, he was the son of Lucifer, but most importantly, he was a Winchester.
And when the time was right, and his family grew old, their lives ending in the most peaceful way possible, Jack remembered Cas' words of wisdom about humans; how even though Sam and Dean, and now Cas, were extraordinary, brave and special as humans, that's what they were, human.
And even though they burn bright like stars in the sky, time would be short and one day they would be gone from the earth. Jack was just lucky that even when they died he would be able to see them again, in heaven, with everyone else they loved and missed.
Peace on Earth and peace above, who would have thought it could ever be like this?
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On Nico di Angelo, "Pairing the Spare" and How to Shaft a Complex Character in Less Than 500 Pages
This will be long. Strap in. This is long overdue.
So more longtime followers of mine may already know this but I adore Nico di Angelo from the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series. They also know I continue to eastly, to this day, about how he was handled at the end of the Heroes of Olympus series. Now, I've never fully delved into the 'why's and I will do so now as it's probably best to actually articulate it at some point instead of continually lamenting it without presenting rationale.
First: WHY do I love his character so much? It all boils down to shared/similar experiences for social ostracization. Growing up, I was quickly pushed out of social circles due to who my parents were; immigrants. Simply existing with the ethnicity and cultural heritage I had labeled me as untouchable. To sum it up succinctly; white but not the "right" kind of white. Keep in mind this was at the end of the Cold War; attitudes towards Slavic peoples were poor as hell. Fuck, they still are 30 years later! Nico is ousted due to his heritage too; being a Hades child. It's not something he chose nor controlled. He himself did nothing wrong to any of the campers yet when word got out they pushed him away. The same happened to me. As soon as the school kids and/or parents realized my parents were Slavic immigrants they shoved me out. It still hurts to this day. As such, I can deeply empathize with Nico.
Why does this matter? Because that blanket social rejections fucks people up. Nico is shown throughout the series to be distrustful, preferring to isolate himself. He has been shown time and time again he is unwanted due to being a Hades child. Eventually you just... stop trying. When you beat a dog enough times it stops coming around. This is the same thing. In addition, Nico has lost his elder sister, Bianca. The one person he felt understood him because she, too, was similar to him. Now I have Opinions on Bianca that would piss off 99% of the fandom but it's irrelevant here. Her death occurs shorts before or after it's revealed Nico is a Child of Hades. He is 10 years old with no one and the whole camp rejects him. It's a cruel thing to do to someone no matter how much you try and justify it. Rick did an incredible job highlighting how racism, ethnocentrism and bullying harms a child. Nico immediately became my favorite for this and I applauded Rick for having the balls to shine a very uncomfortable light on a situation similar to mine. A situation, I'm very sure many first generation or immigrant kids can relate to.
So where did it all go wrong? To be blunt, Blood of Olympus. Now, the final volume of the HHO series is a hot mess in general. Almost ALL characters get shafted on way or another with mischaracterization, simplification or backtracker on character growth. Not to mention the plot feels very slapdash and messy at times. But again, another subject. We see Reyna and Coach Hedge start to really get to know Nico and realize the extent at how bad his abuse has been at the hands of monsters and demigods alike. Neither feels this is right and shows it as best they can while respecting Nico's boundaries. In the previous book, House of Hades, Jason does the same thing. But then we finally get back to Camp Half Blood and shit falls apart for Nico's arc.
It's plainly obvious to anyone who's ready the series in full that Nico is traumatized, even moreso then most of the cast. He has been physically tortured multiple times, psychologically tortured by the camp and emotionally manipulated by several individuals. Keep in mind, by HOO, Nico is roughly 14. Fourteen. Can you even image how that feels?! He's only just now, after Jason, Hazel and Reyna's persistence that they will not hurt him, that they genuinely care for his well being, that they don't care about his heritage (and don't care about his sexuality, from Jason specifically). And then Will appears and Nico magically forgets 4 years of pining for Percy. It's so jarring, like a screeching record! This is when we enter the issue.
In writing, there are many rules. Like all rules, they can be bent of broken under certain circumstances. The rule in question is the 'pair the spare' rule. The rule states that if the pain cast has paired off, do not pair of the "spare" aka the odd man out unless it's been led up to. Rick chose to ignore this rule and pair Nico with Will, citing that as a canon LGBT character, he wanted to send the message to LGBT kids that they were worthy of love. This in itself is not a bad message. What IS bad is execution. First, Will is a background character. He very much has potential, don't get me wrong! But outside of having a few minor scenes in final volume of the PJO series, Will has only ever been mentioned in passing. From what we've seen, he and Nico have never interacted. On top of that, Will who is a healer, completely dismisses Nico's trauma. This is a very big red flag. When someone is traumatized, particularly psychologically, the absolute last thing to do is to dismiss the experience as "teen angst" like Will does. It shows absolute disrespect for Nico as a human being. And he is a healer. He should know better. In addition, Nico himself is not fond of the dismissive personality Will is displaying, the 'I'm going to tell you what to do' persona because he's a doctor so 'doctor knows best'. And in Nico's POV he says as much in his inner monologue! Yet he's "drawn to him". I'm sorry, but I call bullshit. Nico has been shown in 9 1/2 books to be quite smart, paranoid about social intentions due to past experiences and won't take crap from no one, not even his own father, the Lord of the (fucking) Underworld. Yet he'll just grit his teeth and basically follow Will's lead with little complaint? It's so out of character it's jarring and painful.
We briefly see Nico and Will in the first Trials of Apollo book. They're acting like the normal couple with Nico being the "sassy, snarky" one of the pair. Please note it's been 6-8months since the end of BOO, in-universe. In this one scene it completely erases Nico's trauma, very valid feelings of distrust and hurt, his struggle with both his heritage and his sexuality, his years-long unrequited love for Percy, his grief over his sister and his struggle to make connections with his fellow demigods. Love is powerful but its not a cure-all. It doesn't make the years of hurt and abuse magically disappear (trust me. I know.) and it doesn't change someone's personality to well-adjusted.
Pairing Nico with Will at the end of BOO completely destroys his characterization from a writing standpoint. All the real struggle, grief and unpleasant consequences of abusing and bullying people who are "other" in socially-acceptable ways is wiped away in less then 50 pages. It also send a very VERY dangerous message to LGBT youth; find someone you're attracted to and they'll fix you. That's a toxic message to tell to straight kids so why the fuck would you tell it to LGBT kids!? Unlike most LGBT character in literature that I can tell are shoehorned it, Nico was planned to be gay from the start, I have no issue with this. What I do have issue with is throwing his character out the window so he can chase some cute blond ass. Nico deserves better then that as a character. People who suffered socially-acceptable abuse deserve better then that. Immigrants and first-generation kids deserved better then that. LGBT youth deserved better then that.
THAT is why I keep getting so pissed; Rick took a genuinely complex character and fucked him over so he could lazily pair the spare and not be accused of leaving the only canonically gay character single. But there is a reason 'do not pair the spare' is a rule. It's better to leave a character single then slapdashedly pair them up. This goes double for characters who have trauma in their life and trauma is a serious issue that should be respectfully addressed. Love is powerful. Love helps to heal. But the love of family (Hazel) or budding friends (Jason and Reyna) is just as important, valid and send a powerful message. It sends the message 'you are not alone. You are worthy of love. You are a human worthy of regarding of both your experiences and your fears.' Pairing Will with Nico completely and utterly stomps on this message. It sends horrible signals to LGBT youth and scraps his complex character into the token goth gay boy. And Nico di Angelo deserves better then what he was given.
Thanks for coming to my TED talk.
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Speaking Over LGBT People: Totally Okay! (Sarcasm)
http://dudeblade.tumblr.com/post/163784145881/is-anyone-else-really-afraid-vol-5-lgbt-rep
What a bunch of fuck ups.
First, let’s do Fairy Wizard AKA the pseudo intellectual who said RT should have super buff characters because realistic then said RT should have super fate characters because unrealistic.
Honestly, I have very little hope of rwby ever getting ANY lgbtq+ rep, much less anything meaningful. Time and time again the writers had countless opportunities to do so, all of which were passed up. I would be surprised if this volume got anything more than volume 3 did (though it’s more likely we’ll get nothing like always). As far as which characters end up being queer is concerned, RT have written themselves in a corner of their own design. If they confirm BB then people will be mad at them for “sacrificing artistic integrity to satisfy fans†(as if rwby has any of that left) and if they *don’t* confirm BB or actively make it a canon notp then people will riot at the queerbaiting (and there’s been A LOT of that in rwby, especially considering the bmblb controversy/clusterfuck).
No actually, you people will be absolutely obnoxious about it if there is any LGBT character (not Bumbleby which, surprise, isn’t the only route for making an LGBT character), demand more and more while bitching about every straight couple in the show, screech homophobia whenever things don’t go exactly your way while l also claiming to speak for every LGBT person as if they are a hivemind, which is ACTUALLY homophobic as fuck.
The only people who pushed themselves into a corner is YOU people: Either it doesn’t happen because you were so fucking toxic about the subject and then blame RT, leading them to stop interacting with fans or outright be spiteful towards them. Or it does happen, you bitch about how you didn’t get it immediately or some equally stupid with the same reaction. Everyone blames the LGBT community for it further discourages diversity while you ruined the show because you are THAT insecure about yourselves that everything in life must mirror you or bow to your will. Either way, you look worse and your situation gets worse. Although I doubt you acre since this lets you play victim.
So if the character never shows up: you have no one to blame but yourselves.
Either way, if their takeaway is “gee we should have never included this character so let’s kill them off†then that would be THEIR fault for misreading and mishandling the situation, NOT the fans’. Personally I think that’s highly unlikely to happen, but the fact that this is considered a concern is quite telling of RT’s history of lgbtq+ rep and the treatment of its queer characters.
“If their takeaway is that I should have never gotten into a relationship with this person, it’s THEIR fault for misreading and mishandling the situation, not the abuser.”
That’s what you sound like, you victim blaming fuckwad. They never said WHEN the character was coming, MONTY made the promise on a whim so they have no obligation to keep it and with all the shit you’ve given them: They have EVERY right to never write the character. You sound like a fucking abuser blaming your partner for your actions. That is how irredeemable your actions are.
Ultimately I wouldn’t feel sorry for RT and you probably shouldn’t either. They kinda brought this whole thing on themselves and it’s time they realised that baiting people for years while making homophobic jokes in your other shows has consequences.
“You spoke out against me while I was hitting you for years so you deserve this.”
Yeah, keep victim blaming. That doesn’t make you look bad at all.
Next we got this Santaclausindian person:
Well, they said there would be queer rep, than proceded to not plant the seeds for one at all. Of course it will be bad. They had four seasons to do it. Without even subtle hints, any gayness will feel shoehorned in.Â
Didn’t you people say :you don’y need to plant the seeds: Just do it?” I guess it doesn’t apply as a defense, only an attack.
If they go with the wlw roote, which is the most likely, seeing how the show is supposed to be about the girls, they can either make one of the big ones queer, or a side character or even a one-shot. Now the latter won’t be enough at this point, maybe if they never promised it, but after 5 years of nothing, I don’t think they can get away with throwing a bone.Â
YOU all are the ones insulting them and calling them bigots for not having an LGBT character in a show that BARELY has an romance. YOU all are the ones who attacked Arryn and drove her away. YOU all are the ones trying to label the CRWBY as every form of bigot you can think of. YOU all are the ones being homophobic by thinking LGBT people are so weak and fragile they can’t take a joke. YOU all are the ones attacking LGBT people for not agreeing with you. YOU all are the ones harassing people. YOU all are the ones who cant criticism. You don’t deserve a bone, in any sense of the word. You all deserve jackshit, AT BEST.
And finally we have Dudeblade AKA the straight guy who thinks he knows the LGBT community better than ACTUAL LGBT people.
They had their chance.
They had so many chances to introduce or reveal a character to be LGBT+.
And you had your chance to not be a terrible human being, you all did. But not only did you waste it completely, you insist that everyone else around you is wrong, that no one but people who act and think like you deserve respect. AKA Psychopathy.
But what do they do instead? - They decide to let a song (somehow) slip by that all but says that “this couple will get together.†and say that “it’s not canon.â€
Boo. Fucking. Hoo. Your ship didn’t get confirmed, never mind the fact that this EXACT same thing happened with Black Sun Shippers and yet you never said a word so it’s only wrong when it negatively affects you AKA the exact opposite of equality. Not to mention you act like the only way for there to be an LGBT couple is Bumbleby, ignoring bisexuals, gay men, pansexuals, asexuals and trans people who aren’t attracted to the same gender. And mind you, you act like you know the community better than an ACTUAL LGBT person who called you out on your bullshit, you suicide baited them and then acted like it was their fault.
“It’s not the right time yet.†- Falls apart when you have let so many opportunities slip by.
So many that you can’t name any.
“We want it to feel natural.†- So, you’re saying that you don’t consider it to be natural to begin with. Good to know.
Ah eyes, not like they took their sweet ass time with Renora, the only hetero ship that is even close to confirmed. Not toemntion the fact that you think that heterosexuality isn’t natural, mr. “heterosexuality is a cliché.”
“We aren’t good at writing romance.†- Explain Renora, Arkos, Black Sun, Iceberg, and Qrow in general. Or are those exceptions?
Dubious, Sunk, hasn’t happened, didn’t happen and I counter you with the background guy holding up a picture of Sun’s abs.
If there’s backlash, well…
No, shut up. Stop talking. You obviously don’t understand what logic is so I suggest you stop.
You Dudeblade have crossed so many lines, calling CRWBY every offensive term in the book, using Monty, Shane, Sheena, and Arryn to attack them then when Arryn showed a tweet that contradicted you, you tried dismissing it then using it for yourself. You delete criticism and call everyone who disagrees with you whiteknights. You attack LGBT people and claim to know more about their sexuality than them because you’re a fucking yuri fan. You lie, cheat and misinform just to create insults, you try apply criticism against you suing defenses against RT then don’t follow them a bit as if you are somehow better than everyone else, you actively set back equality for not just LGBT people but for races and genders by being homophobic AND heterophobic, racist and sexist as fuck and so much more.
By the end of this: YOU will be the ones with the backlash. YOU will continue your bullshit and people will see your shit, they will see that you were using them, they will see that you don’t actually acre and how monstrous you truly are. They will see that you used people, kept them hostage, refsed to see yourself in the mirror, cared only about yourself and harmed people’s lives. And here’s a preview of YOUR backlash.
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