but of course they pushed their mats together. and of course it’s all four of them on the floor together, bc even as ruby fractures and pulls away, they’re still so scared to let one another out of each other’s sight most of the time. and of course yang and blake probably fell asleep holding hands or with their shoulders pressed together or curled against each other’s sides and even if they move apart in the night, when they wake up they can reach for each other again and again
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"Star Wars isn't dead y'all are just haters"
"Disney saved Star Wars"
"It's the Woke Agenda that ruined Star Wars"
My mans, Disney single-handedly destroyed the Sequel Trilogy despite the Force Awakens being the gateway to something potentially fantastic; MCU'd the Mandalorian (a story which originally had nothing to do with the Prequel and OG Trilogy aside from sharing a universe and exploring a sect of a completely different culture/ideology); ego-boosted both Filoni and Favreau to the point where their OC Verse is not only canon but openly disregarding the Star Wars Universe Bible/Lore; gave us a snippet of what an extremely misunderstood indigenous culture is actually like (instead of portraying them as the savages one of the white leads mislabeled as animals that deserved to be slaughtered) only to then wipe out the tribe we got to know for no reason other than shock value thus alienating indigenous/poc viewers in the most disrespectful way possible; completely threw away the entire message of TCW (that being a clone does not make you incapable of being your own person who has their own thoughts, ideals, moral compass and overall identity) by making TBB (a show that does have it's strong points in set design, soundtrack orchestration and overall sound design, but is extremely weak on both characterization and storytelling because they either make the meaningful plot points stretch too thin or focus on the wrong character completely) their go to show marketed for kids instead of the actual kids programming that people shit on for being for, surprise, kids; constantly disregards valid critique from their consumers (to the point where infighting in the Fandom has gotten extremely ugly) that people either give up on interacting completely or simply vanish and take all their things with them (because no one seems to understand where these critiques come from, or how being unable to admit your special little show is imperfect is actually not a good thing for both you and others).
This isn't even accounting for the fact the Fandom seems to have doubled in it's overall toxicity since Disney took over.
Which is par for the course when a mega corporation takes hold of something that started out extremely political in nature anyway.
The Cash Cow machine needs feeding after all...
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truly not sorry but once again thinking abt miranda/mc/mia in RL. i need them SO bad. like, 2 of the most morally unsound persons (Mia & Miranda) + their little meow meow. Knowing both are so possessive and destructive (TO OTHERS) when they love and instead of running, fully embracing the chaos of it. Loving them despite their delusions of grandeur, the crimes, the secrets, and the deaths (+ undeaths) caused (or ordered!) by their hands. Acknowledging this is fucked up but you can't help it. Lovingly bitching abt their fights but fully done and gone to do anything else but to soothe and continue loving them, because after all those years of waiting and doing and redoing everything to be perfect was worth it for this.
also did i mention being their little meow meow. sorry Miranda, MC was the original gremlin in the relationship and Mia being the fucked up feral racoon she is now is not solely by her doing, MC was and IS the enabler in both relationships that it bled over sm and OUGHJJJJJHHHHhhhh im being so emo abt three (3) women being utter menaces frfr
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How would tara react to finding the sams medicine for her hallucinations?
Tara knows Sam takes medication, prescribed medication, that she takes once a day, always at the same time. Sam tries to hide it from her, but she's seen her taking it before, she's seen Sam sweeping the bottle into a drawer when Tara enters her bedroom.
She doesn't bring it up.
Sam's more herself, more like the girl she used to be, before their father left. But older and wiser and better. That's because of the medication, Tara thinks. When she first came back, she was different. More like the girl who left. Closed off and struggling and acting like it was so hard to feel.
Sam got better after they moved to New York. (Tara got worse.)
One night, soon after 6, Tara can't sleep. Sam is conked out beside her, dead to the world out for the count. Her wounds hurt tonight, there's no position comfortable. She rolls over onto her side, and spots the pills on the dresser across the room. It's like a flashing beacon, she's unable to draw her eyes away.
It feels like a breach of privacy (it is) as she eases herself off the bed and across the room. She holds the bottle in her hand and pauses for a moment, trying to decide if she's really going to do this. With a nervous look back to check her sister is still sleeping, she twitches the bottle around to read the label.
The name seems familiar, but it's not anything she knows. It's not an antidepressant, or anti-anxiety medication like she thought it might be.
She wants to crawl back into bed, cuddle up with her sister, to not think of it anymore. Instead, she puts the bottle back down and heads out the bedroom to find her phone.
She wishes she'd gone back to bed.
She'll suffocate under this knowledge, she thinks. She can't tell Sam. Sam doesn't want her to know. Why doesn't Sam want her to know? Doesn't she trust her? It stings worse that her scars.
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