*glances over at Sherlock silently working* Sherlock?
Remember when you said I'd always counted and you'd always trusted me?
*looks up, suddenly interested* Yes.
Well, when you said "always" what did you mean by that?
*gaze shifts in confusion* I meant always. How was that not clear.
Yeah but, I mean, from when exactly? How long did it take you to feel that way?
*gazes at her silently for a long moment*
*rapidly becoming self conscious*
Do you remember the day we met?
Yeah of course.
Ok...that day. *goes back to his microscope*
*unsure* That day? That very day? You mean it didn't take you any-
*looks over again* It took me no time to see that I could trust you and you'd be someone who would matter to me. Certainly not minutes, and barely seconds. No time at all. When I said always...I meant it.
let me preface this by saying I don’t watch much television. and the other night, I saw something that reminded me why. it was a sitcom - you know the kind. the ones where the man is a clumsy, bumbling, unthoughtful doofus who can barely tie his own shoes. who manages to fuck up everything he touches and who constantly has to be pulled out of the messes he creates by his long-suffering wife. the wife who puts up with him - though no one is quite sure why, as she is far more traditionally attractive and intelligent and capable than he is. it’s always clear she’s settling in these scenarios. lowering herself because she certainly deserves better, could easily find better, but she endures her husband’s antics with a shake of her head and an indulgent roll of her eyes because “boys will be boys.” cue laughter.
he’s not especially happy with her because GOSH she’s just no fun, always telling him to put his socks away, and she’s not especially happy with him because he’s a man-child who can’t be allowed to operate the dishwasher on his own lest he destroy the entire house. it’s perhaps the most insidious of heteronormative tropes because it is everywhere and has been for years. it’s unfunny and inescapable and you know where you can find plenty of it?
every time hux refers to kylo as an “ox” or “oaf” we’re playing right into this trope. every time kylo is painted as incompetent and incapable we’re saying this is what we want to see more of. every time we write or draw kylo as this ham-handed giant who can’t be trusted to handle anything breakable because his pawing is sure to shatter it, we’re signing off on some really blatant heteronormativity. and it only gets worse if we consider how hux is so often played in fanon as well. organized and eloquent to kylo’s messy, booming ruckus. efficient and intellectual to kylo’s utter lack of self-discipline. refined and well-put together and attractive to kylo’s crudely-hewn hugeness. the one who picks up behind kylo with a put upon sigh.
like, maybe if these were the characters we were given, I could understand writing/drawing them this way. but they aren’t! instead, we are stripping away the kylo who is self-disciplined to the point of self-destruction, who has spent years living an ascetic lifestyle (which takes self-control to an extreme where it becomes dangerous) and replacing him with someone unrecognizable. we are taking a character who, when he wasn’t melting down, was soft-spoken and quite clearly intelligent and introverted and making him into what? a mindless jock archetype? quite literally the opposite of the character were were presented with in tfa.
and why? for what? because we, apparently, somehow have not gotten enough of this trope from the movies and television it has occupied since who knows when?
that’s… not especially progressive, if you ask me.
You know if any of the other boys were sick no one will be making dumbass conspiracy theories and they wouldn’t be accused of using drugs. But since it’s Zayn it’s different right? There is no conspiracy, this is not the work of their management, he is not using drugs, nor he is not leaving the band. He’s sick which is perfectly normal because he’s a fucking human being. Humans get sick from time to time you know. So enough of this shit.
Kind innocent well meaning person:
finds a picture that says "thou shalt playest scenes from phantom of the paradise featuring Winslow just so thou canst drool over his practically universe-shattering sexiness"
before you guys go off about chanyeol commenting on kais skin color on today’s sukira, you should remember that 5 minutes before that happened Kai literally CALLED. HIMSELF. KKAMAN KAI. He LITERALLY. Called himself dark too. and LAUGHED.
And why just stop there? Why dont you guys complain abbout how its mean to comment about Sehun being too light? or about Chanyeol’s ears? Or Kyungsoos shoulders? huh? The members tease each other about that? So i guess you gotta hate all of exo huh? bye! leave the fandom! thank you! bye! BYE!!!!!!!