* Semi hiatus, multifandom and not spoiler-free. * Food, clothes, art, dogs, history, musicals, sci-fi and politics. Occasional cats. * Fell back into Supernatural.
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I’m really, really fond of goats. I want to adopt a pygmy goat and name it Gal Dagoat, because Wonder Woman rocks. Goats are huge now, on the internet, but I’ve been a fan for ages. It’s like when your favourite indie band starts getting recognition. I’m happy, but also, stay away from my goats, you know?
Sandra Oh wins the Golden Globe Best Actress in a Drama TV Series award for her portrayal of Eve Polastri in Killing Eve, making her the first Asian woman to win in the category in 39 years. #makinghistory
See, the Brainy Bunch is basically the first group that became part of your self-identity.
And now that’s breaking up, you’re feeling this new kind of loss, and you’re scared of going back to being alone.
I mean, that’s just my guess.
The other possible medical diagnosis is that you’re just a bit of a dick.
And I don’t mean just in terms of yanking shipper heartstrings (although lbr, they are excellent at that). I mean just in terms of how organically and healthily Chloe and Lucifer’s relationship has developed. Yes, there are wacky hijinks because Lucifer does not understand boundaries/has no sense of shame/etc, but it’s always been about respecting and liking the other person. About building them up as work partners, then friends, then soulmates, then tentatively trying to start a relationship, before bammo, The Drama Llama Cometh (and even that is done well). You know they’re soulmates not because the narrative told you in black and white (although it is a canon fact that they are) but because we’ve seen every step of it.
They trust each other. They believe in each other. They turn to each other. They touch each other (all the damn time). They bicker and push and challenge and frighten each other because of how much they feel for each other. They put the other first, constantly, and half the time when the other person has no clue that they have. They are total equals and when they are not, Chloe is in charge (lbr). Or Lucifer is moving heaven and earth for her, repeatedly. They never get tired of being around each other or seeing each other. Chloe calls Lucifer on his shit. He calls her on hers. She is the part of him that needs to be stuffed into a box and forced to play by the damn rules, and he is the part of her that can stand to let her hair down and enjoy life, literally. They are exactly two halves of a whole, stronger together than apart, as the girl tells Lucifer when he starts asking.
They are a team. In every sense of the word. Always have. Always will be.
And much like I have feelings about a show about the Devil being so innately good-hearted and hopeful and positive and redemptive and just kind, I have a hell of a lot (heh) of feelings about the Devil being one half of one of the best-written and healthiest and loving and real relationships on TV right now.
believe me when I say I get the frustration of people who say they’re gluten free ordering things that contain gluten and not caring, but I will always always always assume someone who orders gluten free is being deadly serious. if I’m wrong, the worst thing I’ve done is wasted a bit of my time; if I assume they aren’t serious and they are, then I’ve increased a stranger’s risk of colon cancer
“I bet they’re not even allergic to nuts!”
oh gee would i rather have the petty joy of proving a stranger ‘wrong’ or risk sending somebody into fucking anaphylaxis? it’s not hard folks
Also, plenty of people have food sensitivities that allow them to eat a small amount of certain foods before they begin to experience negative effects, and it’s nobody’s job to police what they do or do not want to put in their bodies. Digestion is weird y’all.
Either way it’s a matter of consent. I consent to eating X under condition Y. It isn’t up to anyone else to decide whether or not my reasons are valid, or good enough. This is my body, what I say goes.
