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TianShanWeek - Day 1 - Pursuit

*during lunch time*

Zhan Zheng Xi: I wonder why the other two still haven’t shown up…

Jian Yi: Oh! I got a text from He Tian before, he said he was in hot pursuit of Mo!

Zhan Zheng Xi: … 

Zhan Zheng Xi: What the fuck is that supposed to mea-…

*Mo crashes and bolts through the courtyard*

Zhan Zheng Xi: …

Zhan Zheng Xi: Where the fuck is he-…

*He Tian chases Mo with fire set to his clothes*

Zhan Zheng Xi: …

Jian Yi: …

They get him.

Poe does everything he can, swooping and shooting and shouting out orders to his squadron, and it’s not enough. As soon as he hears Finn’s panicked voice over the comms he dives for the ground, and it’s not enough. He lands in time to see them drag Finn’s unconscious body onto Phasma’s shuttle, and he feels sick, and he shoots and he can’t do a damn thing. It doesn’t make a difference.

General Organa gives a speech, and she uses words like “hero” and “tragedy” and “memory,” and it’s like Finn is already dead.

Poe knows it’s worse. Poe shuts his eyes and tries to breathe and he knows, he knows it’s worse.

“You know he didn’t even have a name when I met him?” he tells Jess later that week, trying to work on his X-Wing despite the fact that his hands can’t stop shaking. “Bastards didn’t even give him a name.” He tries to wipe a grease spot off of his fingers with a rag; he scrubs his hands again and again and they never come clean. “And now they’ve got him again. They’ve got him again.”

“Finn’s strong,” Jess says.

And he knows. Poe knows that Finn is strong, and that’s really the worst part, because he knows the First Order won’t stop until they break him, until they work him into their tin soldier again. And Poe knows that Finn’s strong, and he knows that Finn’s going to have to go through so goddamn much before they break him.

Poe doesn’t think anyone’s even told Rey yet. He thinks about sending her a transmission and trying to explain, but he doesn’t even know what he would say.

For two weeks Poe waits for nothing, he lies awake in bed at night and he thinks about nothing but Finn and every day he asks the General when they’re going to go rescue Finn and she dodges his questions. For two weeks. Two weeks, and then during breakfast in the mess one morning, the monitors hanging from the walls flare to life.

Poe’s heart stutters in his chest, because there’s Finn, bloody and bags under his eyes but alive, his face gracing every monitor in the mess. There’s commotion in the hall before everyone starts to listen.

Onscreen, Finn stares glassily while an unseen voice, cold and female, asks him, “Do you know why you are here?”

Poe realizes belatedly that he’s been holding his breath, and when Finn speaks his chest feels too tight. “Because I was captured,” he says, “Captain.” He throws venom into that last word, and he’s so brave, and Poe’s never loved him so much.

A hand whips across the screen and hits Finn, hard, leaving a string of blood trailing out of his mouth. ”Because you were rescued,” she tells him, “from the horrors of the Resistance.”

“No,” he says, breathing hard. “That’s not true.” She hits him again.

Poe can’t stop himself from wondering how long they’ve been doing this to Finn, lying to him and hurting him and waiting for him to fall in line. Around the mess hall, everyone’s eyes are fixed on the screen and no one’s moving. The Captain lowers her voice and says softly, “What is your name?”

And Finn, Finn blinks and he sets his jaw and he tells her, “My name is Finn.” And he screams.

It’s a solid two minutes after the transmission cuts off that Poe realizes they ran an electric shock through Finn.

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I kind of really wish I’d stop seeing the phrase “feminist movie” or “feminist book” applied to any piece of media that does a better than usual job of handling it’s female characters.

Feminism is not the absence of sexism, it’s a word for the movement dedicated to raising awareness of and eradicating institutionalized sexism.  A feminist movie would be a movie ABOUT the feminist movement, or a movie that directly identifies and addresses issues of structural inquality between genders.

Just having a female character you don’t sexualize in a piece of media doesn’t make it a grand stand against the patriarchy.  It literally just makes it a little less sexist than most everything else.  It doesn’t make you a feminist film director for making it, it just makes you not a fucking asshole with his head so far up his ass he can’t see the way the world is actually built.

Is SW:TFA a feminist movie?  No, not even close, not even a little tiny bit at all.  The movie’s not ABOUT gender or related struggles, ideas and philosophies.

But is it a movie that respects its female characters, gives them usually-limited-to-men levels of agency and power over the plot, makes sure there are women in the background of shots, and doesn’t sexualize them?  Yes, abso-fucking-lutely yes.

SW:TFA is a movie feminists will like (at least parts of it), it is a movie that demonstrates some of the basic, basic things Feminism wants from media, but it’s not a feminist movie.

It’s just not really sexist.


Nightwish- Endless Forms Most Beautiful (x)


Welcome to reality.

By Lina Garay

I’m rereading The Hunger Games and it occurs to me that I don’t give Peeta Mellark enough credit for being sassy. Like: he is being marched into a death arena next to the love of his life who he hasn’t actually really ever talked to before this week, and.

Somehow the whole thing–his skill, those inaccessible cakes, the praise of the camouflage expert–annoys me.

“It’s lovely. If only you could frost someone to death,” I say.

“Don’t be so superior. You can never tell what you’ll find in the arena. Say it’s actually a gigantic cake–” begins Peeta.

“Say we move on,” I break in.

Conclusions we can draw from this:

  1. Peeta Mellark is ridiculous.

  2. He is also 100% trying to put Katniss at ease for two reasons: a. because Haymitch explicitly told them two pages ago to act like friends as a tactic, and b. because probably Katniss is the love of his life or whatever (I believe in you Peeta!!!!!!).

  3. Anyone who writes their married life as completely saccharine is w r o n g because, I’m sorry, are they gone over each other, yes, and does Peeta dote on her, well, I think we can all agree on that, and is Katniss stupidly, grumpily protective over him, haha, that goes without saying, but I have faith deep in my heart that they also spend a lot of time snarking at each other and that at least 50.1% of the shade is thrown by Peeta.