do appreciate how secondary and side characters just get to, exist together, and actually interact casually- like their social groups are pretty separate most of the time but then when they happen to be around each other you get reminded
"oh hey yeah, they have complimentary personalities! Headstrong socially oblivious girl + the quiet happy-in-the-background girl who's bestie is also headstrong and socially oblivious. Of COURSE they'd be comfy hanging out together. Quite girl admires the giant fish oblivious girl dragged ashore, they build a sandcastle together, socially oblivious girl doesn't mind when quiet girl leaves to hang out with another friend for a while, headstrong girl leads them off to the buffet at a party and quiet girl is happy to follow along-"
it makes SENSE. it means so little in the moment, but they're all about to go through hell with and because of each other, and just letting them bounce around together like this makes them feel so much more real
no, that isn't their bestie or their ride or die they're being pitted against. but it's someone they know. someone they've helped out or had fun together with- and it's just so sucky and unfair that they get pushed into cutting into the fabric of their lives to try saving the one person who matters to them MOST
because these other people matter too! it ISN'T as easy as weighing relationships on a scale!
when you see different parts of a character based on who they get to be around, and what bits of themselves they show or admit to around that other person- then it's a personal loss for the CHARACTER when those moments also get lost, even if their gain something in return
also forgot how it's implied our main character spent almost half the season thinking one of her co-leads was probably lesbian (cough cough FORWSHADOWING cough) bc she showed no interest in boys- AND IT ONLY COMES UP AT ALL BY ACCIDENT like our mc was just out here, tagging along on spy missions with the local truant biker girl in her skin tight leather bodysuit, assuming she probably either had or was in between girlfriends, completely unfazed, which i mean fair there are actual mecha monsters appearing out of thin air but STILL
and they're both in highschool but their 14 yo swordsgirl friend is also part of the team, pissed at almost being left behind, treated seriously and also appreciated for breaking a tense dramatic moment with a plea for snacks bc she's active af and constantly in need of calories
it's like dang i really forgot how much breathing room these ladies got, all the other very annoying parts of the story aside
still tho please don't watch it. im. suffering.
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I don't dislike Wednesday Addams
I dislike having the whole Addams family reduced to her as every new installment focus more and more on just her and I hate how day by day her character itself is getting flanderized to the extreme and she is slowly becoming a hollow parody of herself just a cool goth aesthetic with nothing inside but old Tumblr grunge phrases and black lipstick
This is what I dislike
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Yugiri in modern au is probably the only daughter of a prestigious traditional japanese family that is famous for their preservation of the art of traditional japanese martial arts (including shinobi, archery, etc)
She would be hella cool
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Yall wanna hear a kinda funny, kinda sad story about my grandmother and hetero-normativity?
Ok, so... when my grandmother was in her 50s (I was an infant), she met a woman at the Unitarian Church. And, as can happen when you meet your soul mate, this event made it impossible for her to deny parts of herself that she had fiercely hidden her whole life.
All the drama- their affair being found out, the divorce with my grandfather, the court battle over who got the house, happened while I was a baby. Even in my earliest memories, it's just Mama Jo and Oma, and my grandfather lived elsewhere (first his own apartment, then a nursing home, then with us.)
But here's the thing- no one ever explained any of this to me. No one ever sat down and was like "hey, Rosie, so do you know what a lesbian is?" It was the 90s. It was Texas. I think my mom was still kinda processing all this, and just assumed that like... I was gonna figure it out. Don't mention it, let it just be normal. Like I think my mom thought that if she explained the situation, she would be making it weird? I dunno.
But like. In the 90s, in all the movies I had seen and books I had read, do you know how many same sex couples I had seen? Like. 0. Do you know how many "platonic best friend/roommates" I had seen? A lot. I had no context, is what I'm saying.
I literally thought this was a Golden Girls, roommates, besties situation until I was like...I dunno, 11? 12?
It was actually their parrot, an African Grey named Spike, imitating my grandmothers voice saying "Johanna, honey, it's getting late", that triggered the MIND BLOWN moment as I realized that *there's only one master bedroom and it only has 1 waterbed* when all the pieces finally clicked.
Anyway. I think it's a real important thing for kids to know queer people exist, for a lot of reasons, but also because kids can be clueless and it's embarrassing to have your grandmother be outted by a parrot because everyone just thought you'd figure it out on your own.
Anyway, here is my grandma and her wife, my Oma, after they moved to Albuquerque to be artsy gay cowboys and live their best life. They helped run a "Lesbian Dude Ranch" out there (basically just with funding and financial support. As Oma has explained "traditionally, most lesbians don't have a lot of money" so they wrote the checks and let the younger ladies actually run the ranch.)
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