Ok ok this might be controversial and sure beggars can’t be choosers or whatever.
But i kinda hate how they brought ezra back. I LOVE him. He looks amazing, Eman did such a good job. But ezra sabine and ahsoka were all created for shows that had 20 episodes per season…. It took 4 seasons to liberate a single planet in rebels and they were going to make it 5.
Ahsoka show rushed the hell out of Ezra’s return and honestly I’ll never forgive anyone for it. Again, I’m so happy he’s home. But I still can’t process it because within two episodes of leaving the galaxy they found him… and I get that it couldn’t have been done without the map or whatever. But I thought we were getting a space adventure. I thought we were going to follow dead ends and the tiniest of leads.
Not immediately be brought to thrawn and within 20 minutes of being brought to thrawn, finding ezra.
I’m so SO happy he’s home and I can’t wait for him to kick ass but I feel like if it had been written in a more rebels/ clone wars style It would be so much more believable that he’s home.
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I finally finished echo so if you’d like to listen to me incoherently ramble about it and my baby maya pls join me below ✨
first off the fact that there were only 5 episodes is fucking CRIMINAL
secondly alaqua cox is quite literally one of the most beautiful human beings I have ever seen
and thirdly I would die for biscuits and billy jack
side note- matt showing up just to be a dick and show off and then dip is so on brand but this isn’t his show and it isn’t about him so that’s the last i’ll talk about him
let’s get into it
not even two minutes into the first episode I was leaking from my eyes, and that happened several times throughout the entire series
the tone of this series reminded me so much of the netflix mcu and after watching echo, I have a lot more hope for future marvel projects that are darker and more gritty
the way this show dealt with themes of grief and generational trauma while also balancing sequences of violence and sprinkles of comedic relief was incredible. nothing felt cheesy or forced, the pacing was a little fast but again we were only given 5 episodes and echo definitely deserved more
the entire quileute tribe being cast is fucking ICONIC
the amount of work that went into making sure the indigenous representation was accurate and presented in a respectful way was very impressive. my father’s side of the family is native american and live in oklahoma and it was just really neat to see something so close to home portrayed in marvel without being over the top or exaggerated
I forgot how much I loved vincent’s version of fisk and getting to see him in the iconic white suit was incredible. i’m also super stoked to see the mayor fisk storyline and how that affects maya
I think they should’ve spent longer exploring how her ancestors echo through her and the healing abilities/powers that seems to grant her. it’s a lot different from her “power” in the comics and I honestly think it’s a more interesting concept and I would love to see them explore it further in the future
I loved that they weren’t lazy with the sign language and that the cast and crew all learned to communicate with alaqua
I loved that they also spoke in choctaw, and started the series with the creation of the tribe to set the stage for the rest of the series
the fact that alaqua herself is deaf and an amputee just proves that she was meant to play maya and she did a fucking PHENOMENAL job
I think they handled her disability so respectfully and perfectly. it wasn’t a hinderance or something that was heavily pointed out, it was literally just a part of who she was and that’s it
she’s so fucking smart and resourceful like she straight up made a gun out of a roller skate???
playing dragula at the skating rink was so real she’s just like me
the way they laced sound in and out of certain scenes to give us maya’s pov of what she experiences was such a neat thing to do
the little easter eggs confirming that the netflix shows are canon??? (fisk’s hammer, the roxxon gas station, etc)
y’all know how I feel about feral brunettes (especially ones in leather jackets)
“kingpin had his run. it’s time for a queen.” FUCKING ICONIC
bottom line is this show was fucking amazing and if you haven’t watched it yet, please do yourself a favor and check it out, especially if you enjoyed any of the netflix marvel shows. you will not be disappointed
i’m humbly appointing myself president of the maya lopez fan club and you’re all welcome to join we’re getting matching leather jackets
I can’t rave enough about echo or alaqua cox (I mean I could) but if you’ve made it this far thx for coming to my ted talk 🖤✨
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Yknow something that gets me abt certain fanon depictions of kai is that he’s portrayed with no sense of self preservation, as if he’s self sacrificing and burned out, and I think I dislike it bc it feels like the opposite of his character most of the time.
Yeah some of the actions he takes are harmful to himself in some way, but it’s never intended to, they were ways of coping and making himself feel better.
Like the green ninja plot, he is insecure in his place, so he strives for the highest title to make him feel better.
The red shogun isn’t him beating himself up and not caring about his own well being. He was winning fights, fully engaging in the job, taking his frustration out on others and drinking away his issues, and yeah there’s self loathing in that, but there’s also him trying to make himself feel better, to redirect hurt away from himself.
Him prematurely concluding his parents were the bad guys in s7, is (imo) his way of rationalising his mixed feelings, in order to keep himself okay.
He’s not a reckless war machine who throws himself into battle with no hesitation, he tries to keep himself safe.
Kai is self-prioritised and yknow I think people in general really demonise that kinda of trait both in fiction and irl and that’s actually kind of harmful. The self sacrificial trait is so grossly over romanticised and idk it’s a breathe of fresh air when you see a character who doesn’t start out that way or end that way. Like nothing wrong with that trait being written, it’s just like sometimes it feels like people are only allowed to prioritise themselves if they previously have no sense of self care, bc then it’s seen as a healthy improvement. But in any other case, it means you’re selfish and that’s a bad thing apparently.
Like no. Being selfish and loving yourself and thinking you are hot shit and the smartest person alive and prioritising things that make you happy. None of that makes you evil or morally wrong. If in attempts to meet your needs you try to hurt someone else, or end up hurting yourself, then the action you took was bad but the intent isn’t! Fuck the media that finds people loving themselves as immorally wrong! Fuck it! It is not sexy to hate yourself actually.
I want more fanon Kais indulge in activities that make him happy, Kais that make bad decisions in trying to protect himself and Kais that have good coping mechanisms because he’s still trying to protect himself he’s just found better ways of doing it.
Bc it’s canon and it feels like it gets erased a bit because people somehow don’t find self love appealing unless the character was self hating first.
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(A thought process post from a couple weeks ago lol, also when I say spiderverse events I’m talking about the comics)
Rereading spider noir 2020 run and ummm wow they rlly threw the actual chronological timeline out the window Huh. Like the 2020 run is before WW2. The spiderverse events happen after ww2, cause at the beginning of spiderverse it’s referenced that MJ was part of the war effort, WHAT ARE WE DOING. Cause he dies/gets resurrected in spiderverse and the 2020 run references that. WHAT ARE WE DOING?!
Ok, did some research. I lied to you. So MJ was apart of the Lincoln Brigade or smth in Spain. Originally, I just assumed that that was a team/effort during WW2 but it’s not. They were American volunteers who were helping out during the Spanish civil war, which ended in 1939(?). So in all likelyhood MJ doesn’t get back to the states until 1939.
First things first, if MJ is the same age as Peter that puts her at about(assuming 1933 vol.1 HS age 15-18) 21-24 and AUGHHHHH. But either way that means Peter is 21-24 during the beginning of the spiderverse events and the spiderverse events end before WW2 starts in 1939 and the US enters the war in 1941. AND noir 2020 happens BEFORE WW2 aswell. That is too tight of a timeline but I digress(writers YOU’RE KILLING ME).
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You Know I Got You
Hi angels I wrote this to get myself out of this writing slump. Idk how I feel about it yet but I can’t just write boxer AU and keep it from y’all <3 anyways, I will put it on ao3 when the website is stabilized! Let me know your thoughts please!!
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“You look like hell.” Marcia crossed her arms over her chest, gaze hard as she looked down at Anetra.
Anetra glanced up at her from the bench, holding the ice pack firm against the rapidly forming bruise on her jaw. “I feel like it.” She said flatly, meeting Marcia’s eyes and refusing to look away.
Marcia’s resolve was the first to crack. She had to hold on to her frustration, channel it into anger to keep herself from showing how frightened she was. “You need to stop agreeing to these risky-ass unregulated fights. You’re gonna get yourself seriously injured one of these days because of your idiotic recklessness.” She bit out, intentionally keeping her voice harsh.
Anetra rolled her eyes and dropped her gaze to her bloodied knuckles. “You’re a nurse. You can just patch me up.”
“I’m a nurse, not a fucking miracle worker!” Marcia snapped, throwing her arms in the air and spinning around so her back was to Anetra, desperate to hide the hot tears pricking in her eyes. Anetra couldn’t see her cry. This thing between them was so tentative, so new. She couldn’t let this kind of vulnerability show. Anetra didn’t need to know that even though she wanted to support her boxing, her heart dropped to her stomach every time Anetra stepped into the ring, legal fight or otherwise.
She was so caught up in trying to control her own emotions, to rein in her nerves and keep the mask up, that she didn’t notice Anetra had moved until she felt a strong hand grabbing her shoulder.
“I’m sorry, kitten. I didn’t mean to frighten you. I’m okay, just some scrapes and bruises, they'll heal.” Anetra’s voice was soft, mouth right beside Marcia’s ear, and Marcia turned around finally, eyes still shiny with unshed tears.
“This time. But what about next time? What about the time after. I still remember when you first came into the ER…” Marcia grimaced, moving to run her thumb gently along the raised pink slash still prominent over her left eye.
Anetra winced minutely at the action, turning her head away in order to get Marcia’s hand off the scarring tissue. “That was a one time thing. I’m normally a lot smarter than that.” She swallowed and Marcia watched her throat bob. “I know it’s… unsettling to watch. You don’t have to come to my matches. The last thing I want is to frighten you or make you worry about me needlessly. But I love this sport, I love fighting, and I’m not gonna give it up, not for anything.” She began to move her hand off of Marcia’s shoulder, and Marcia’s hand whipped up to grab it, to stop her from pulling away.
“Neech, I’m not trying to stop you. I promise. I just… you need to be more careful. This isn’t fun and games, this is literally your life on the line. One bad blow and—“ she trailed off, not even wanting to verbalize the thought, for fear of speaking it into existence.
Anetra worked her jaw for a moment, something unrecognizable flashing behind her eyes. But as quickly as Marcia noticed it, it was gone and Anetra was shifting to cup Marcia’s cheeks in her battered hands. “I know, angel. I know. I’ll be more careful. I’m sorry. Nothing bad is gonna happen to me. I won’t let that happen. I’m tougher than you think,” she murmured, swiping one of her thumbs gently along Marcia’s cheekbone before leaning in to place a soft kiss to her lips . “Right now I’m fine. Safe and sound beside you, if not a bit sore and tired… but you don’t need to worry yourself about an imagined future when I’m warm and real and perfectly alright right here.”
Marcia looked unconvinced and Anetra sighed, trying to brainstorm another way to get Marcia to see, but before she could speak up again, Marcia’s look had turned to something more determined.
“Move in with me, then. If you’re going to insist on these stupid dangerous fights, I don’t want you going home to an empty apartment where nobody can make sure you don’t have any lasting issues.”
It was the last thing Anetra expected Marcia to say. And honestly, Marcia hadn’t expected to offer that. But she couldn’t bring herself to regret the offer.
Anetra let out a slightly nervous laugh. “Are you… are you sure about that? We’ve only been officially dating for four months…”
Marcia squared her shoulders, once again determined to hide any nerves. “I’ve never been more sure, babe. If you’re gonna be doing risky things you need a safety net. And besides. You already spend more time at my place than your own, why keep paying rent for a place you hardly touch?”
Anetra stared at her wordlessly for a moment and Marcia began to fidget nervously, worried she’d accidentally ruined something by asking too early. But before she could psych herself out too much, Anetra’s face shifted to a soft smile, and she leaned in to capture Marcia’s lips with her own.
“Alright, kitten. Okay. I’ll move in with you.” She murmured into the kiss, feeling Marcia smile against her lips as her words sunk in.
“Wait, really?” Marcia asked after a minute, pulling back from the kiss and looking down at her girlfriend with wide eyes. “You’ll actually do it? For real?”
Anetra’s tongue darted over her lips as she watched Marcia. “Yeah, for real. I love you. I’m serious about us.”
Marcia blinked a few times before speaking again, voice softer. “You love me…?”
“I—“ Anetra’s face went pink as she realized what she had just admitted, eyes darting away. “It’s okay if you can’t say it back yet. I know it’s early. I’m. But I—“
She was cut off by Marcia’s body crashing against her own, arms wrapping tightly around her despite the grunt of pain Anetra let out. “Of course I love you too, oh my god. You fucking idiot. I love you. I can’t believe you thought I wouldn’t say it back…” Marcia breathed out in between excited kisses.
Anetra ignored the soreness from the fight, ignored the injuries she probably needed to tend to sooner rather than later, too focused on the blonde in her arms, professing her love. Anetra held onto her tighter, kissing back just as sweetly.
“Come on, my love. Let’s go home.”
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