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”This portrayal of a marginalized group was wrong then and is wrong now” and “This portrayal of a marginalized group was very progressive for the time period and paved the way for more representation while likely limited by factors outside of the creator’s control” are two statements that can and should ABSOLUTELY coexist and be kept in mind when interacting with older media
Great example
"I can't believe [media] was actually about _____ the whole time!!!"
[one possible interpretation, yep]
[literally the main theme??]
[worst take you've seen in your life]
You know, it's aggravating to read fics where the writers have created Blorbo-Centered Morality - you know, the fics where everyone who's ever been mean to Blorbo are horrible irredeemable people, and Blorbo himself had never done anything bad ever, and we will reinterpret all of canon through this lens and divide the cast into Camp A (who understand Blorbo is perfect) and Camp B (monsters to be utterly condemned)
BUT
Sometimes you find a writer who has done this for, like, a D-list minor character, and suddenly the heroes who saved the world several times are having their worth defined by whether said world-saving involved being nice to this one random dude or being mean to him. Because said random dude has become this writer's Specialest Little Guy. THAT'S very funny actually.
this fic is so good i hope i write it
polycule where one guy has an “i can fix him” mindset and another guy has an “i can make him worse” mindset about the same third guy. net zero moral change
i need to get into cars
they have doors which help with this
⚡ Damian Wayne is afraid of Santa.
he sees you when you’re sleeping he knows when you’re awake he knows if you’ve been bad or good AND HE CAN BYPASS ALARMS GRAYSON
Was driving with my grandmother and in broken English she says “no eyes… no nose… no face. Don’t trust.” To which I looked around wildly in search of this omen of ill portend.
Cybertruck. It was a cybertruck.
the view from the top… you could never see it alone… you need a pile of idiots
[seijoh] [nekoma]
Bae ₊*。⁺Heavy Serenade 🐝
You grab that kid, I'll get the other one!
was supposed to post this before feb ended oops lol
Hydrangeas. A handbook of trees, shrubs, etc. 1930.
Internet Archive5
what Viktor Arcane is doing is not, strictly, advisable. However, pretty much everyone in his life told him "we're sorry you're dying, but it's your ethical duty to just accept it, just lie down and die from your Limp That Also Makes You Cough Up Blood that was caused by growing up in the Poor Part Of The City With Horrible Carcinogenic Pollutants Everywhere that we not only won't do anything to fix we are actively working on using your hextech research to build weapons to wield against the people there. You are not allowed to use your hextech research to save your own life though. So tragic, you're gonna die so young, but what can we do do? Ah well." Like he fully deserves to go full transhumanist magicyborg at this point and I support him because no one else does.
Most of this, bear in mind, coming from the guy who is immortal who decided all these rules on his own centuries ago
One of my favorite things about Arthur and John’s weird relationship is their refusal to properly delegate.
In quite literally every other shared-body story in the history of mankind, working together in tandem with each other would be one of the very first things attempted.
Sure we have “ORTHUR, Jesus Christ orthur they’re dead. They’re all dead. FUCK orthur, it’s Thomas the Tank Engine. He’s staring at you orthur. There’s blood everywhere- WE NEED TO GO-“ etc etc, but that doesn’t count. They fail every single Quick Time event that crosses their path because sometimes John will deliver information, sometimes Arthur will make an action, and neither will happen at the same time.
They both act like they’re just standing very close to one another. They have the problem solving capabilities of two people losing a three legged race.
They are tasked with minding a lighthouse flame upon pain of mysterious and creepy monster-death and god forbid BOTH of them pitch in at the same time. Could you imagine either of them being that reasonable? Their hearts would give out under the strain.
Instead tweedlestupid with one hand and zero eyes minds the light while tweedlestupider with one hand and two eyes dedicates every sense available to the crusade of maintaining their back and forth pre/post/current divorce level bitching.
But even before that, the way they chose to tackle the feat of driving was as insane as it was hilarious. That’s when I knew they were incurable morons and deserved to be stitched together on the celestial plane for the rest of their arcane lives.
Tldr: You could merge the consciousness of any other two souls on this planet together and get a more immediately capable pair. That’s how you know they’re soulmates.
The most interesting question you can ask about any character is not what do they want. it's what do they believe they deserve. because those two things are almost never the same and the gap between them is where your entire story lives. a person can want love completely and believe they don't deserve it and that belief will destroy every good thing that comes toward them in ways they won't even notice they're doing. write the gap. the gap is the character.