Okay new show idea! Badass women scientists!
Half of them are lab people half of them are not, or they all are, some of them like shooting people it’s cathartic.
The science is right! They’re saving the world.!
Maybe they have superpowers? Who knows?
Lots are LGBTQ+! One of them has tried being with another woman and found out they didn’t like it and the teams just like “that’s cool fam”.
Lots are questioning!
They nerd out a lot but it’s never shamed! They have Harry Potter movie marathons!
References to prior shows the actors have done.
Staring: Katie McGrath, Sasha Alexander, Chyler Leigh, Samara Wiley, Anna Kendrick, Britney Snow, Sarah Shahi, Amy Acker, Taraji P Henson, Sophia Walker, Elise Bauman, Natasha Negovanlis, Kaitlyn Alexander, Ellen Page, Sara Paulson, Laverne Cox!
Please add more actually lgbtq+ actors and more woc! It’s almost like I don’t see them often enough on prime time television?!
“Maybe we should get KFC,” John says. Harold gives him an unimpressed look. John digs: “Finger-lickin’ good, Finch.”
“I have napkins, Mr. Reese,” Harold says. “I don’t lick my fingers.”
It’s too good to pass up. John raises his eyebrows. “You’d rather lick something else?”
For a second, John thinks maybe he went too far, maybe Harold will turn away frostily and John won’t see him for a few more days. Then Harold hums, thoughtfully, and tells John, “Come here.” Harold’s sitting on his desk chair, and he points at the space between his legs.
John comes where he’s told. He thinks he manages to make sinking to his knees look graceful and flirty, rather than a desperate measure to ward off collapsing.
Harold motions him so John is kneeling up. They’re nearly of a height this way,
Harold’s hands warm on John’s shoulders. “Now be still,” Harold says.
Harold’s breath is warm on the notch between John’s collarbones. His lips touch John’s skin for less than a second. John blinks and tries his best to continue breathing and not pass out.
“Hm,” Harold says, and licks a quick stripe up John’s throat. He does it again when John compulsively swallows. “Yes, actually, this is fairly satisfying. I’d like to do this again in the future, if you don’t mind.”
“Hajjefsgg?” John says, the best attempt at a reply he can presently manage.
Harold gives him a small genuine smile, incredibly precious. “Just so,” he says, and does up the third and second buttons of John’s shirt.
i don’t think that anyone is worth more than anyone else. chess is just a game. real people aren’t pieces. you can’t assign more value to some of them than others. not to me, not to anyone. people are not a thing that you can sacrifice. the lesson is that anyone who looks on to the world as if it was a game of chess deserves to lose.