Reviews for The Sandman (2022)
[Image description: A series of reviews for the TV show, The Sandman (2022), edited blackout poetry style. Resulting text is below.]
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⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ (5 stars)
gay people. I like the gay fantasy lol. 1,000%.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ (5 stars)
I think they are just promoting homosexuality!
I recommend it.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ (5 stars)
Great series and acting. Gods, waitresses, cookers, husbands, wifes are all gay!
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ (5 stars)
The series is great. Talks about sexism and LGBTQ+ characters all the time. This is a show about the Sandman. I believe anyone in their right mind would like this.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ (11 stars)
gay activities going on, it was overwhelming
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ (5 stars)
The shows good, Sandman and the Gay People. At a certain point you need to give everyone a powerful gay feminist.
Submitted by @marco-tries-to-be
Original Post by @nicostiel
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Someone makes a choked, shocked sound. Someone else yelps. It occurs to Ace, somewhere between the howling in his ears and the ache in his lungs and the taste of salt and iron flooding his mouth, that this is probably pretty surprising for his brothers to witness. Maybe even downright upsetting.
The thing is, Ace was wading into the jungles on his own as early as four years old. Dadan taught him how to do basic shit like talk and wipe his ass, but he honestly didn't have a ton of human interaction before meeting Sabo. And the thing about Sabo was that he had more than enough human interaction for the both of them. Ace learned some manners from Makino, but while Sabo was still around, there wasn't really any reason to get... good, at people.
But then Sabo died, and Ace needed to teach himself not only to talk his way out of trouble but also how to be the nice brother, how to treat Luffy with the softness he needed and deserved, how to gentle his hands and his voice and his words. So Ace did that, because he needed to, and it turned out to actually be pretty useful for dealing with people when he wasn't actively looking for a fight. So he stuck with it.
Which is all to say that by the time he'd joined up with Whitebeard, Ace was as close to tame as he had ever been. Almost downright domesticated.
Ace snaps his head to the side, putting some real momentum into it, heaving with all his weight until something tears. When he drops to his feet he springs right back up again, lunging. He spits out his mouthful as he goes, lets his jaw drop open.
The thing is, Ace is a child of the wilderness. He raised himself among that wilderness, and then he raised Luffy among that wilderness. He's a son of the jungle at heart, no matter how good he's gotten at pretending to be a person.
The sea-stone cuffs are chaffing his wrists. He feels tired and heavy, but he doesn't need his fire to be dangerous. Doesn't even need his hands.
Teeth find an artery. Body-hot blood sprays his face as Ace bites down, lock-jawed and snarling. Rears back and rips.
Another marine goes down. Ace spits out a chunk of the man's throat and is already rounding on a third. Notices, with a vague annoyance, that he's gonna need to find a toothpick -- there's a scrap of tendon or something caught in his teeth.
Mmm. Boar. They had pork for dinner, ah, the other night? Three days ago? Something like that, but it doesn't taste the same as wild boar does. And anyway, meat on the Moby is always overcooked. Ace is allowed to eat blue steak, but everybody always yells at him when he tries to steal bites of poultry or Sea King or whatever else while it's still tender and bleeding. This fight is giving Ace a real craving!
Duck. Lunge. Bite down, hard, thunder of a rabbit-quick pulse against his tongue, bulge of tender flesh against his soft palate. Iron and salt in his mouth.
Fear has a flavor. It is bitter and acrid, reminiscent of char, and Ace hadn't liked it much when he was young and still learning how to hunt. It stiffens up the meat, too, makes it kinda chewy. Somewhere along the line, he'd acquired a taste for it, though. He still marks it as a point of pride, his ability to hunt and kill prey without it ever knowing he was there, roasting something that is tender-sweet and gives easily under his teeth -- but the taste of fear isn't so bad either. Sometimes he even prefers it, gets a craving for it. Like wild boar, he hasn't had it in a while. Maybe he'll chase down his own dinner tonight.
Ace rears back. Muscle fibers split, skin stretches until it snaps. A heave, and a body crumples to the ground, gurgling. He gnaws kind of idly on his mouthful while he catches his breath, snorting blood out of his nose and straining his ears. Sounds like the fight's over, then.
Another lump of trachea gets spat into the dirt. Ace turns to face his brothers, counting heads -- good, it looks like nobody got hurt too bad, everybody is still standing! He grins. Ah, they're all pretty pale though, that's a little bit concerning, he hopes nobody's in shock. He learned from Marco that that can happen to anybody, even if they've been in a whole lot of fights.
"Hey!" Ace chirps. "Is everybody okay?" His wrists are killing him. Also, he really needs a shower. He's got blood in his ears, how the hell did that happen? But first he jogs over to where the others are all standing, clumped together, still just. Kinda staring at him.
Okay. Concerning. "You guys alright?" He asks again, lower. "Is anybody hurt? What happened?"
"Ace, man," Deuce says. His voice sounds kind of shaky. He drags a hand through his hair, fucking it up even worse than it already is. "What the fuck was that?"
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[April and Matheias are sitting down, having a drink together as they converse about the bullshit Marco(Yandere COO) has put them through.]
Matheias:
"So, what did he do to you?"
April:
"He took (y/n) away from me and now threatens to kill me everyday..The fucker technically is the calls the shots for what happens in the company I work at so I can't even do anything! You?"
Matheias:
"He killed a friend of ours back in high school because she had a crush on his 'darling beloved', then tried to frame me for her murder. I tried warning (y/n), but they just didn't listen.."
Darling: *Rushes in a panic as they lock the door behind them. Hyperventilating as they ramble quickly about their findings*
Matheias:
"Huh, speak of the devil-"
Darling:
"You were right. He's batshit insane. He locked me up, pushed an old man because he looked at me, and is threatening to have me blacklisted from every job so that I have no source of income?! I'm so sorry, I should've listened..
April and Matheias:
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[Image description: A section of text, edited blackout-poetry style to read, "we really want kids to have it drilled into their heads that there are more genders than sexes."]
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we really want kids to have it drilled into their heads that there are more genders than sexes.
Submitted by @marco-tries-to-be
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With the revelation that Orym had a feeling Laudna killing Bor'dor would give Delilah a foot in the door again, and let it happen even as Laudna turned to him as a lifeline to stop herself. And with the Expanse and its characters on the brain. I'm just thinking about how sometimes, even in the absence of evil necromantic soul parasites, the important question isn't "is mercy the morally correct choice?" it's "is revenge the right choice for us?" It's about self-preservation. About staying the person you want to be. The person you need to be to keep putting one foot in front of the other every day. The person you can look at in mirror every morning. It's about knowing your friend will be disproportionately burdened by that choice and chosing to intervene. Not even necessarily to stop the killing altogether, just to stop your friend from hurting themself in the process. ("You're not that guy" but "I am that guy." "It's not about [them]. It's about us." "It wasn't mercy. It was vanity. I didn't want to think of myself as someone who wanted vengeance.")
In that moment Laudna needed someone to step in for her. To take the weight off her shoulders. I don't think Laudna wants to be the kind of person who kills to satisfy feelings of revenge (even without the threat of an evil necromancer hiding in her soul). Imogen pulled her back from the brink before. But this time she wasn't there. And Orym, in her stead, let her fall. When he could have chosen to intervene. Ashton too, to an extent, although in the moment it was Orym that Laudna looked to for restraint. Either of them could have made the kill instead. That this also put Delilah back in the picture... well that just makes this situation all that much worse. How does it feel to know that your friends let you free-fall into the dark? How does it feel knowing you let your friend free-fall into the dark? Worse, how does it feel to know you gave them that final shove over the precipice?
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After learning that @pdrrook has a Perfumare sequel coming up and the Shapeshifter MC is friends with Marco, I started wondering how such a friendship dynamic would work 🤔. In my Shapeshifter MC, Gloria Jardin's case, I picture her friendship dynamic with Marco being similar to Gina and Jake's from Brooklyn 99. So, I redrew a scene from B99 featuring them both.
Marco, getting up from the bar: I gotta go.
Gloria: Aren't you forgetting something?
Marco, confused: Uh...
(Marco awkwardly approaches Gloria to give her a brotherly four head kiss, then leaves)
Gloria: No! Pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?
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