I don't understand the desperation to make the show's version of Annabeth blonde when it wouldn't make sense. Like, the "dumb blonde" trope only applies to white people with naturally blonde hair. In my opinion, her being black fits the point Riordan was trying to make about Annabeth being underestimated due to her appearance just as well, and more fitting for the time period we're in. Like, I have never heard someone bring up the dumb blonde trope in 2022, but black girls are still seen as less intelligent than their white counterparts.
Also, the gray eyes are unnecessary because it never really made sense for Athena to affect her appearance when Rick straight up said the gods have no DNA.
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I'M YELLING. I woke up and my brain immediately chose violence. It suddenly went "what if we write Filmania!Kim x BoC!Kim x Chay?" KhimhantKimChay, I guess. It's too early for this, brain. Why are you doing this to me???
Khimhant sees him waiting off to the side when the concert ends. He recognizes the face. Doe-like brown eyes framed by soft, slightly curled bangs. The face is slimmer than the last time he saw it, though. Khimhant gives the boy's body a once over. He's taller now, too.
Something itches under his skin, and before he knows it, he's crossing the room and sidling next to the boy.
"Phoenix's brother?"
"Ah," the surprised yelp makes Khimhant’s blood thrum. "I'm sorry, what?"
Khimhant’s grin widens, teeth on display. "You're Phoenix's brother," he repeats. "I remember seeing you sneak in to watch some of his fights a few years ago."
The sudden flush of red that creeps across the boy's cheeks is captivating.
"Yeah," he laughs sheepishly. "I didn't expect anyone, let alone you, to know anything about that – or me."
Khimhant steps a little closer. "I have a good memory. I didn't know you were a Wik fan, though. I haven't seen you at any of his previous concerts. What's your name? Are you a new fan?"
Khimhant watches the red flush deepen. Interesting.
"No! I – I've loved Wik since his early days! I just haven't been able to get tickets before! This is my first time. Um, My name is Porchay. " Arms flail about awkwardly, and Khimhant feels a little charmed despite himself. He knows Kim would be eating this up if he was here. "But you, uh, you can call me Chay."
"Well, I don't normally share, but," he steps forward again and feels the heat radiating off of the other's chest, and he tilts his head back, slowly, "would you like to come backstage and meet Wik?"
The sharp inhale and dilated pupils are enough of an answer for Khimhant.
He reaches for Chay and wraps his fingers around a surprisingly strong wrist. He tugs Chay along with him in the direction of Kim's dressing room and says, casually, "This is my first time."
"What?"
Khimhant tosses a wide grin over his shoulder at Chay's confused stare. "Sharing my brother."
Chay stumbles and squeaks, and Khimhant suddenly feels the familiar weight of Kim's stare from across the room.
Oh, Khimhant has a good feeling about tonight.
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"Listen, I'm a feminist but [insert something about romance]"
No one cares. For FUCKS sake, no one cares. Let him save you, let him pay the check, let him buy you flowers, WHO CARES.
The only reason you believe you can't do those things as a feminist is because you were taught feminism wrong. Feminism is about equality and loving yourself and not judging people for harmless things. You can wear long skirts and bows in your hair and be a feminist. You can wear tank tops and crocs and be a feminist. You can wear suit pants and a button up and be a damn feminist. You can be a florist and be a feminist. You can be a scare actor and be a feminist. You can be a weightlifter and be a feminist. You can be a feminist and not pay the check. You can be a feminist and sleep around.
For fucks sake, feminism is about empowering EVERYONE, so believing that you can't do certain things "as a feminist" is so backwards.
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