Oh My God?? This Is Beautiful

Oh my god?? This is beautiful

Just watched the first episode, and I gotta say The Sandman universe doesn't disappoint. Neil Gaiman doesn't disappoint-

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I know it’s wrong to say this, but I still feel like that rescue from Hell was far too easy.

Yes, it was difficult. It was scary. It was traumatic. They could have failed. They could have been destroyed. But… pretty much the only thing that tried to stop them leaving was the doll-spider monster, and they managed to outrun it and escape fairly easily. And it didn’t take Charles long to find Edwin at all.

I just keep thinking about all the trials Percy Jackson faced before he even made it to the Underworld to rescue his mom, and everything they faced once they were there. I keep thinking about the challenges Annabeth had to pass before she even made it to confront Arachne while she was following the Mark of Athena. I think about how Percy and Annabeth were in Tartarus for literally seconds before something tried to kill them, and how much danger they faced together before they finally made it out.

I know the comparison isn’t fair. Payneland isn’t Percabeth and it shouldn’t have to compete. “It’s not a contest”, as Charles would say. I guess I’m just used to something a little more epic. I have unreasonable standards for love stories.

On the other hand, there’s the internal journey to consider, the personal demons to face. We might see Edwin and Charles fighting fewer physical monsters, but there’s a lot they both need to confront before they can return to the surface world. Edwin finds Simon. Edwin addresses Despair. Edwin wrestles with the parts of himself he’s been hiding from all season and finally brings them into the light—or rather, confesses his love to the person who has always been his guiding light. Charles has been struggling all season with whether he’s a good person and wanting to protect Edwin. He hasn’t been able to talk about his feelings or open up to other people. Now, finally, he has the chance to do both. He rescues Edwin both from literal Hell and from Edwin’s personal doubt, telling him that he is loved, even if the exact shape of the love is something Charles still needs to figure out.

Really, how can I not call that an epic love story? It’s not just the monsters fought and challenges faced; it’s about trust and opening up to each other and being there for each other in the little ways as well as the dramatic ones. Love isn’t just a firebomb thrown at a spider-demon; it’s a gentle voice on the stairs, a smile on the rooftop.

Every love story is different, and there’s room in my fangirl heart for more than one.

By existing as a citizen in and paying taxes to the imperial core, we automatically hold complicity in imperialist oppression because we are literally footing the bill for it. That is just the basic nature of being born to privilege in systems of oppression in general. We can be disadvantaged and marginalized in every single other consideration and we still have to understand and cope with this, and ensure we leverage it as effectively as possible.

Voting abstinence/sabotage does not absolve us of our responsibility to do everything in our power to lessen harm, but it DOES show that when our personal morals aren't satisfied, we retreat into (imperialist, this time) privilege to 'wash our hands' of the situation and declare it's not our fault and it's not our problem.

“Hey, Edwin, mate, I got you a pin!”

Charles held out a tiny, dime-sized rainbow pin in his hand.

Edwin turned around, brows furrowed in confusion. “I appreciate the thought, but I’m not sure it would, er, match my aesthetic, Charles.”

Charles shook his head with a grin. “It matches you great. Here, you can tuck it on the inside of your lapel if you want, so no one can see it if you don’t want ‘em to.”

Edwin’s brows furrowed further.

“And it goes with mine, see?” Charles pointed at a new pin on his own jacket - purple, pink, and blue.

Edwin looked at the pin then, eyes widening, up to Charles’s face.

Charles’s grin softened. “So we can match.”

Edwin blinked a few times and cleared his throat. “I - “ he started, then paused. “All right. On the inside.”

Charles reached out and lifted the lapel of Edwin’s coat, carefully piercing it with the pin. Edwin gazed down at his hands in wonder. Charles closed the lapel over the pin and patted it down, then rested his hand on Edwin’s chest, not stepping back.

Edwin lifted his hand up to cover Charles’s hand on his jacket and smiled, ever so slightly. “So we can match.”

This discourse telling bi women to leave their boyfriends at home during pride is absolutely ridiculous for so many reasons, main one being is that allies are allowed to go to pride, you know that right? People have to also let go of this idea that they can 'tell' who is queer. No you can't! Plenty of trans men pass as cis men, and plenty of bi women date bi men.

Banning the star of david from appearing at pride events because it "looks like the flag for Israel" IS antisemitic, discriminatory, and an act of oppression and hate against queer jews.

Yes, the magen david appears on the Israeli flag but unless it is in blue and framed by blue stripes, it is not an Israeli flag anymore than the hilal is a symbol for Pakistan.