I'm already seeing posts along the lines of "Whelp, I guess we should be grateful we got a wedding ring", or "At least it wasn't superhell lmao", and I cannot express in words how much I truly HATE this sentiment. No, I won't be grateful that one of the few mainstream shows focusing on queer characters and their relationship just scrapped 6000 years worth of development for a shot of a wedding ring because, let's face it, that is the only type of romance a cishet audience are willing to understand. I will not be grateful for a happy ending that has zero relevance to the characters I have grown to love and care about because they literally no longer exist and cannot experience that ending for themselves. I will not be grateful that I just watched two characters with fully fleshed out personalities fade away into nothingness so that their sanitized for mainstream audiences lookalikes could get married off-screen. Queer audiences have been told time and time again to settle for what we can get, to celebrate a handhold with the same enthusiasm that anyone else would celebrate an actual love confession, to be happy and grateful when the characters we love do the bare minimum of not dying on screen. Good omens promised us more than that and then fumbled the ending at the expense of every queer fan who had the audacity to hope for more. Do not bury your gays in front of me and then tell me to be grateful because at least you didn't bury those other guys too. I'm not grateful, I'm pissed off.















