you know what trope i just love, like genuinely, deeply, in a way that makes me want to lie face down on the floor and reconsider my life choices?
the one where i have to personally intervene in canon because the writers made a decision i find emotionally unacceptable. The one where two men spend an entire runtime orbiting each other like theyve got a gravitational problem,
And then the narrative goes:
no. wrong. incorrect. i reject it.
because heres the thing: i have simply decided that didn’t happen ❤️
like im sorry but you expect me to believe Roper just ends it like that?? clean shot, roll credits, everyone go home???
no, incorrect, im revising
because what actually happened: what we ALL saw, if we’re being honest, is that Teddy Dos Santos gave the performance of a LIFETIME
the bullet? paintball. foam. theatrical prop. The collapse? choreographed. rehearsed. committed.
Teddy hit the ground like: and for my next act, i will be deceased
and everyone just… believed him??
like im sorry but until i see a body bag, a funeral, a death certificate, and even then im skeptical, i am choosing to believe that teddy is just very good at playing possum
because what do you mean their entire dynamic just… ends there
what do you mean that tension just… dissipates what do you mean i have to live with that as a completed arc??
no. absolutely not. Im not built for that kind of closure.
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