Honestly, imodna would be a good ship if the shippers/stans weren’t so damn insufferable. I also hate how they act like they are already canon and you can’t ship Imogen or Laudna with anyone else in the group. People got so mad when the conversation in the dust storm happened with Ashton and Laudna because people thought they were flirting. Or when on the first episode of 4 sided dive Marisha asked Robbie if Dorian’s crush was on Imogen, people got so mad at that! I also hate that they call them lesbians when THEY HAVE BOTH EXPRESSED HAVING FEELINGS FOR BOYS! Why can’t they be bi? Or Pan? I also hate how people read into Laura’s micro expressions/ movements, like last episode with the whole leaning shit “oh what was that lean Laura?!! Imogen wanted to kiss Laudna because look at Laura’s lean!” I dread the day that Imogen or Laudna fall in love with someone that’s not each other(especially if that person is a man.) because Marisha and Laura will harassed and hated because they didn’t give the people what they wanted.
oof. that's some frustration you really needed to vent, nonnie, and honestly i get it. full disclosure—my mutuals who are into imo/dna are all lovely, and none of them engage in this behavior. if imo/dna becomes canon, i'll be happy for (and potentially even happy with) fans like that. but enough shippers are doing things like this that it's becoming more and more of a source of frustration and friction as the campaign goes on.
i think a lot of fandom—in general, not just cr—still doesn't want to acknowledge that at the end of the day, they are looking at things like shippers, with a particular kind of confirmation bias. it doesn't make them necessarily wrong or right, but as easy as it can be to get swept up in it, i think it's important to take a step back every once in awhile and re-evaluate.
now admittedly, generally speaking, it takes a lot for me to get really invested in a ship; i usually only have one or two per fandom, even fandoms with tons of characters. i'm generally pretty passive about most ships if it's not the otp; like, vax/leth and pike/lan, for example, didn't need to be romantic endgame for me to enjoy CR1 (and honestly might have been more interesting to me if they hadn't), but perc/ahlia absolutely made the show for me and i honestly think them being together actively strengthens the narrative as a whole.
i say all that to say that for the most part, i very much consider myself to be along for the ride with respect to most relationships in most fandoms. if such-and-such pairing happens, great; if they don't, okay. and with CR in particular, it's such a long-form medium that i know going in that any romance is going to take a while, and most of them probably won't just reach out and grab me.
and as such, it absolutely baffles me to have seen shippers insisting, from the moment the characters first appeared in episode 1, that not only are imogen and laudna canon endgame, they're basically already together and just haven't admitted it yet. i feel this way about dor/ym and callow/moore as well—i saw a post making the rounds that claimed that all three of those ships are "not canon YET but let's be real" and like...why would you set yourself up for disappointment like that? because yeah! all three of those ships could be endgame! but they could also not be endgame. we're less than 40 episodes into a campaign that'll probably run well into the 100s.
i also fully agree with you re: the microexpressions and the cherrypicking, and i feel like a microcosm of this issue can be found in a conversation imogen has with orym early on—shippers latched onto the fact that imogen compares laudna's thoughts to music, something that finally brought her peace after the chaos of the world around her, and completely ignored the part immediately after where imogen says that the rest of the party also feels like that to her. i didn't even know that imogen said that about the whole party until i watched the episode, and to me it's an example of how shippers tend to warp canon interactions to suit a particular narrative in such a way that they become almost entirely divorced from their context.
and from the outside looking in, what confuses me about this sort of thing is like...didn't y'all already go through this? because if my understanding is correct, c2 ship discourse was full to the brim with beau/jes and wido/jest fans dissecting "laura's microexpressions" to prove that jester was for sure in love with our fave, really you guys we swear...and then not only was that not true, but jester also didn't even know about beau or caleb's feelings to acknowledge them at all, and from the actual words that came out of laura's mouth in various OOC moments like on TM, laura just...really really wanted to romance her husband's character in her dnd game and like, that's it. there was never going to be another romantic option for jester as long as fjord was on the table, and that was something that shippers always should have been taking into account.
laudna and imogen are canonically deeply important to each other. they love and appreciate each other very much. that love and appreciation could turn into a lovely romance with a great dynamic, and i certainly don't blame people for being invested in it. but it also could not be romantic endgame, and they remain friends or even get with other people. and as you said, fandom can and will turn nasty about their ships being sunk; we've already seen it happen. there's a certain smug, entitled undercurrent from that particular corner that i have very little patience with, and while i think there's something to be said for deciding to enjoy things in spite of the fandom and just be a cranky old curmudgeon shooing the wank out with a broom, i also understand the response of just "...aight, imma head out".
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My sister-in-law frustrates me to no end even though we barely ever interact because she keeps inviting my partner to parties with her Christian Republican friends, even though my partner told her not to send an invite to us if those friends will be there. And even though my sister-in-law is bisexual!!
And then she turns around and complains about not knowing how to deal with her friends saying, like, horrible sexist stuff as though that is just some natural unavoidable quirk of having friends!
Like, these Christian Republicans she has befriended don't seem to be kind - they're not even nice a lot of the time! They don't make for good friends, and she doesn't seem happy or supported in relation to them. In fact, she basically only ever talks about how her friends and/or current boyfriend are making her unhappy!
Because here's the thing: The effect of prioritizing 'including your Trump-supporter friends at your parties' over 'being invested in creating a safe space for marginalized people in your home', is that people who DO care about creating those safe spaces... won't wanna hang out with you! Because if you invite both cats and mice to your table equally, only the cats will show!
She's so afraid of losing the shitty friends she has now that she allows them to act as barriers to accessing friends who are invested in her wellbeing in a capitalistic hellscape!
It makes me sad because she's basically trapped herself, and there's nothing I can do to offer help without either compromising my morals or making my partner's life way harder by starting shit with her family.
Like, I consider myself a good friend, yeah? I try really really hard to be one, and it matters to me immensely. I am ride-or-die for the folks I love, and I am invested in being open and vulnerable and radically safe to be around when it comes to building strong friendships that are mutually fulfilling. I have a unique talent for validating people that I have honed for years because I genuinely want to make sure people feel safe and loved and seen.
And if my sister-in-law and I were friends, I could give all of that to her. I would strive to be an example of what it looks like when someone decides to care about you and treat you right on purpose, without expecting anything in return but your mutual respect. She would be family. She would be [Queer] Family. I would see to it that she knew she could call on me when she needed a friend.
But like.
This asshole has invited me to hang out with Trump supporters on multiple occasions.
We ain't gonna be friends.
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Sapphic September prompt 30 - "Why?"
Barbara Minerva [Cheetah]/Reader
WC: 880ish
Contains: angst (owo), Cheetah is kinda a bitch ok :( , hurt no comfort, canon-divergence but somewhere in the ww1984 timeline since its Cheetah here
Type: angst, wlw
AN: i didnt know how to resolve this with Cheetah being like nice about it without writing 1k and I didnt wanna write 1k today so here ya go.
Summary: Reader finds Barbara as Cheetah, and tries to get an explanation as to what happened.
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Seeing your partner like this left you speechless.
She was... well, it looked like she was... part Cheetah, like the animal. If you weren't afraid, you'd call her beautiful.
Things had been different lately about her. You remember something about a stone she went from uninterested about to almost obsessive. A few times you heard her mutter about wishes, but for the most part you let that slide.
Now her strange behaviors and sudden changes are shocking.
You remember the night she didn't show up at dinner. She never missed dinner with you. It was rare enough to find a good friend, it was something altogether if you found someone you could trust with your shared secret.
The next day at work, everyone seemed to be fawning over her, ooh-ing and aah-ing. While you appreciated that your hardworking Barbara was appreciated by others, you admitted to yourself that you were jealous of the reaction to the attention. Wasn't your attention enough?
Or... was it not? You'd shared a few private moments, and even a few risky touches and even a couple kisses. Did those things mean anything to her? Were you wrong about what she wanted?
The woman- and you fought to still see her as that in your mind- in front of you was someone completely different than the person you had gotten close to.
She was frozen before you, and you admittedly weren't sure what to do or say.
"Barbara?" You asked, your voice shaky. "Is that you?"
She straightened with a sort of confidence you hadn't seen on her before. "Hardly. I'm something else, now."
"What happened?" You asked, still hesitant to move closer.
Her tail- she has a tail now?- swished behind her. "My wish was granted."
"When- what? What wish?"
"To become this," she gestured to herself and looked at you like what "this" was was obvious.
In a way, of course, it was. She was something else, for sure. You recognized that she was- or looked like- a big cat. But what that meant, you weren't sure.
"Barbara, I don't- I don't understand..."
"What is there to be confused about?" She was annoyed.
"Why? Why would you do this? What happened? Is it me? Did I-"
"This has nothing to do with you, Y/n."
You had stepped a few feet closer to her, she hadn't moved. "Barbara..."
"I don't need anything from you, I don't want anything from you. But I won't change. I've done what I wanted. I've finally become something to respect, something to..." she trailed off, looking away. "Something more."
"You didn't need to be more, Barbara," you voice was quiet now, daring to take a few steps more.
"What, because you should have been enough?" She scoffed, looking at you again.
"You don't mean that." Your throat tightened. She didn't mean that. You know that. She didnt... she didn't mean that. She's different right now, but she's still your Barbara, and you're still her... hers.
You dared to reach out to her, lightly putting your hand on her shoulder. "I... Barbara... I know I may not be much... and sure, I don't quite know what this is about, but... but I care about you, and if there's anything I can do to help you, or prove it to you-"
"What this is about? Didn't you hear me? This is what I wanted!" She said, her voice raising a little but her frustration distracting her from your touch so she doesn't throw it off.
"To be a cat-lady?" You asked. If this was a different kind of moment, you'd both laugh at the suggestion.
"To be powerful."
"Why?"
"So that no one could ignore me. So that people would listen to me. So people would respect me."
"I may be one person, Barbara, but I never ignored you, I always listen, and I respect you. God knows I care about you, too. And I did all that before... all this. If I can, others can, too."
"You're in love with me, you don't count," She snapped. She may have even rolled her eyes.
Your hand leaves her arm as you step back, pulling your hand to your chest as if it had been burned.
"Fine. Then you lose me, too," you said firmly. This isn't your Barbara anymore. She would never have discounted such a thing to be meaningless. "But if you change your mind and that it does mean something, my door will open to you."
"Sure. Whatever. I don't need an out."
You let her have the last word as you backed away and finally turned away from her, not needing to get even.
You weren't even sure she would take the out and ask for you to forgive her, for your help, whatever she needed. You tried to put the pieces together for a clearer explanation but there was nothing clear in your mind.
It hurt. Her words stung like venom and you allowed the tears to fall once you got home.
Even if you were just friends, you lost a friend to herself, and you didn't even understand why or how. You hoped, even if it was fruitless, that she would knock on your door and explain or at least apologize. You knew you would probably forgive her. You did care about her. Love her. And love covers a multitude of sins, even pride.
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"love every trans woman you meet before it's too late" is a tumblr post that is very close to my heart because it was inspired by a friend of mine attempting suicide.
like a lot of people seem to assume it's about the banning and stuff and i mean like it can be. love the trans women in your life before the structures around them isolate them. love them before they feel like they're unloved. yk.
but like.
love every trans woman you meet before it's too late is particularly strong to me because it's literally about a friend of mine i thought it was too late for.
i was too scared of making her uncomfortable to let her know how much i love her and how wonderful it is to know her and how happy i am to have met her. and i thought she was gone.
love every trans woman you meet before it's too late is a reminder to me to always push past that discomfort. to always try to make the trans women in your life feel loved. because we so often feel unlovable.
even if you think your actions speak for themselves, push beyond your fears. tell them directly.
"i love you."
"you're a wonderful force in my life, you make me happy."
"i would miss you when you're gone."
"please come to me with your problems."
"i love you."
let the trans women in your life know exactly how much you care about them. let them know you love them. let them know they're your best friend. let them know you'll always be there for them.
they will doubt they're good enough they'll doubt they're loved they'll doubt everything that gives them value. but take them into your heart and make them feel it.
be their shoulder to cry on.
please don't ever let it be too late.
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