Okay, so I need to talk about Iron Fist for a second. People are pissed because they “whitewashed” it and it’s pissing me off. Like did y'all not read the comics? Do y'all just want to be pissed about something? Don’t get me wrong, I’m just as pissed about whitewashing as the rest of you, especially with Ghost in the Shell. But this is something I’m not gonna budge on.
Iron Fist, in the comics, is a WHITE MAN. The whole premise of the Iron Fist comics was that a WHITE CHILD was taken in by monks and raised to be the Iron Fist. IN THE COMICS he fights a dragon and becomes the Iron Fist. Now don’t get me wrong, they could have used an Asian-American or literally anybody else, which, yes that would have been cool, but y'all are pissed because they chose a WHITE MAN to play a WHITE COMIC BOOK CHARACTER.
Could y'all please, stop slamming Iron Fist for “whitewashing” an already white character? Please.
Word count: 2,486 Warnings: language, mentions of abuse/injuries
A/N: another long part filled with nonsense. this part really got away from me tbh, it’ll be totally back on track soon. it just doesn’t feel believable to me to have something intense happen every time (although, arguably, believability is shot to hell when you’re writing about a sci-fi franchise). i wanted this story to be more about the reader and their feelings and jim and his feelings. i hope his feelings toward the reader are obvious without me having to point blank write them– like i hope you can tell through mannerisms. anyway, i’ve had a trying week and apologize if i missed some typos. lemme know if you wanna be tagged! ENJOY AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK
The artifact was becoming a pain— something you could say literally after the ancient hunk of metal scalded the skin of your palm and wrist, and something you could say figuratively after you were forced out of your oven-like temporary quarters more often than not for the past three days.
According to a drunken, loud-mouthed Ensign Chekov, the Enterprise had flown through a nebula that threw off the ship’s electrical balance. It caused the air systems, the warp core, and practically every electronic on the ship to be knocked out of equilibrium and into much more volatile, unpredictable states— a statement you could confirm due to the onset timing of the artifact’s volatility.
When it came to the air systems, cool air would blast out of the vent when warm air was desired and vice versa. As for the warp core, several engineers found themselves in the medbay clutching burns from the core’s overheating while electronics such as communicators and PADDs shorted out, shut off, and came back to life upon whim.
Hearing that all the malfunctions were due to a nebula was a relief but the initial worry you experienced lingered a little. You wondered if the problems were being exacerbated by the artifact and almost had your suspicions confirmed when rumor had it the ship’s chief engineer, Scotty claimed this particular nebula couldn’t have been the only cause for so many issues.
You found yourself wishing you’d taken Jim up on his offer to explain to you why the artifact was so important. You also found yourself wishing you could pry a window open and throw the damn thing into the dark abyss of space— no amount of tuition was worth the pain it was causing you and the potential pain it could cause the hundreds of people on board.
As you sat atop a biobed in Exam Room 1 of the medbay, you swung your legs in order to appear more nonchalant than your ever-circulating thoughts actually had you feeling. You watched McCoy stand with his back against the edge of the counter, his hazel eyes narrowed as he read the screen of his PADD with his most casual frown.
“You can tell me if I’m dying— I’m strong enough to take it.”
Not that BTS has necessarily been bad about this before, but I think probably the best thing about the Spring Day MV is that they didn’t use color correcting, makeup, or lighting to white wash their skin