Yeah, it's some serious bullshit. I left fandom for years because after writing an actual gay character in AI8, I just couldn't do the winking queerbaiting SPN-style subtext anymore. And I had two kids and had massive, crippling post-partum depression with the second one. He's about to turn four, and after years of hard work, I've managed to find ways to manage the oppressive anxiety and the return of suicidal ideation I had as a teenager.
With the kids getting older and my mental health issues getting to a manageable place, I decided to dip my toe back into fandom. Lots of people were pimping this great show about magical queer graduate students figuring out life is more challenging than the fantasy we're sold. So I gave it a shot. And Quentin Coldwater was me in ways, I've never, ever had before. Hell, I was a graduate student for over a decade. All of them were me in ways no other characters have been.
I figured out early in season four that they'd kill him. There was just too much foreshadowing. I did not think they could possibly be so pig-stupid to do it this way, though. The god-damned gall of them to bask in all of the press for 4X05 knowing the whole damned time that it wouldn't amount to anything. It's "too artificial" to have a reunion between Eliot and Quentin? You're a show that does a musical episode once a year and has talking bears. Get the fuck over yourself.
And I'm sorry it's too damned hard to figure out what to do with the depressed bisexual for another year other than having him commit suicide and then watch how his life mattered after all because everyone he loves has the sads for five minutes. I guess writing people like me getting up and finding happiness and fulfillment is too boring. So sorry about that.
They are just so pleased with themselves for killing off their main character, like they are time travelers from, like, 1972 and no one's ever done that before. Even without the other, many, terrible issues with Quentin's death, it's not even new. I teach high school now, and pretty much every third story I read of theirs has them killing some character for the shock value. So, congratulations, Gamble and Co., your shocking twist is shared by fifteen year olds. It was just sooo badly written.
The big scary monster and his even scarier sister? Really not so scary. Didn't do anything. They were just there to torture Quentin for an entire season, violate Julia once again and then disappear. Margo drags herself through the desert for Eliot, but, hey when werewolf dick is on offer, she'll just forget all that. Sure, that violates everything we've ever established about her character. After all, who can resist schlubby white-dude with entitlement issues?
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With the kids getting older and my mental health issues getting to a manageable place, I decided to dip my toe back into fandom. Lots of people were pimping this great show about magical queer graduate students figuring out life is more challenging than the fantasy we're sold. So I gave it a shot. And Quentin Coldwater was me in ways, I've never, ever had before. Hell, I was a graduate student for over a decade. All of them were me in ways no other characters have been.
I figured out early in season four that they'd kill him. There was just too much foreshadowing. I did not think they could possibly be so pig-stupid to do it this way, though. The god-damned gall of them to bask in all of the press for 4X05 knowing the whole damned time that it wouldn't amount to anything. It's "too artificial" to have a reunion between Eliot and Quentin? You're a show that does a musical episode once a year and has talking bears. Get the fuck over yourself.
And I'm sorry it's too damned hard to figure out what to do with the depressed bisexual for another year other than having him commit suicide and then watch how his life mattered after all because everyone he loves has the sads for five minutes. I guess writing people like me getting up and finding happiness and fulfillment is too boring. So sorry about that.
They are just so pleased with themselves for killing off their main character, like they are time travelers from, like, 1972 and no one's ever done that before. Even without the other, many, terrible issues with Quentin's death, it's not even new. I teach high school now, and pretty much every third story I read of theirs has them killing some character for the shock value. So, congratulations, Gamble and Co., your shocking twist is shared by fifteen year olds. It was just sooo badly written.
The big scary monster and his even scarier sister? Really not so scary. Didn't do anything. They were just there to torture Quentin for an entire season, violate Julia once again and then disappear. Margo drags herself through the desert for Eliot, but, hey when werewolf dick is on offer, she'll just forget all that. Sure, that violates everything we've ever established about her character. After all, who can resist schlubby white-dude with entitlement issues?
Seriously, fuck them.