No one can own these people harder than they own themselves
The Minneapolis Star, Minnesota, August 27, 1947
So if you watched the game awards too you may have taken notice of this amazing cello lady
Turns out her name is Tina Guo, a Chinese-American cellist from Shanghai and LOOK HOW FUCKING COOL SHE IS
And just looking through her wikipedia article like holy shit she has done so much amazing work???
SHE CREATED THE FUCKING WONDER WOMAN THEME SONG IN THE DCEU
Also she’s done like a bajillion movie and video game scores, she’s done a ton of charity she HOLDS A BACHELORS IN METAPHYSICAL THEOLOGY!!!
This is the most amazing woman in the world! Why have I never heard of her before!? EVERYONE NEEDS TO KNOW ABOUT HER!
I’m very glad that movies like Pacific Rim and Fury Road and The Force Awakens are as colorful as they are, because I am really, really tired of desaturated movies.
I’m glad <insert movie> has blacks people because if it didn’t meet my arbitrary percentage standard I might just have to call someone a bigot
………you’re an ugly racist, but this is literally talking about the color palette the films used, not who is acting in them.
“I like the film aesthetics of this movie”
“Wow what is this some kind of SJW bullshit??”
“I like colours lads”
“FUCKING POLITICAL CORRECTNESS GONE MAD”
Several months ago (right after Series 3 aired, if I remember correctly) Mark Gatiss made an infamous comment that Sherlock sees Molly as “moving wallpaper.” While the comment in and of itself was very disrespectful and (I think) not true to the relationship between Molly and Sherlock we’ve seen on screen, Sherlollians banded together to create the “Wallpaper conspiracy.” I can’t tell you who came up with the name, but I believe it was derived from the Jxhnlxck conspiracy. In essence, people took every shot of wallpaper throughout the show (when Sherlock shoots the wall, runs his hand suggestively over it, etc.) and came up with fics and metas about how the comment was really Gatiss’ way of hinting that Sherlolly was going to be canon and Sherlock was in love with Molly.
I’m not sure if this fully answered your question, but check out thewallpaperconspiracy. A lovely blogger put all of the fics and things together in one spot!
SO imagine this. You are a member of an proud and violent warrior race. You are the handmaiden to the less violent, but probably still p proud Princess of the intergalactic empire that most of your race belongs to. One day, your Princess, whom you have served loyally for many years, gets into some bullshit star-crossed lover biz with a man who is 1) a member of the race your race has been fighting since basically forever, B) A member of the organization that has consistently opposed your empire, and Lastly) who lives on a different planet and is therefore not gonna be around when she predictably finds out she is having his goddamn baby, because of course she is.
So your Princess has this illegitimate half alien baby now, and her Dad (your Emperor) is like “wow, no” and tries to have it executed on the grounds of he doesn’t like it and he’s in goddamned charge. And the Princess is looking at you, and her eyes are doing that thing were they’re really big and sad, and her lips all pout-y, and if you had the frame of reference you would totally call her out on doing the puppy eye thing but you don’t. So what do you do?
You take the weird hybrid baby to his baby daddy, effectively exiling yourself from your home planet, to go live on a planet were Everyone Actually Really Totally Hates You, also known as Earth(y).
Sadly, when you get to earth, were you expect to find help from the legendary super-powered princess impregnating warrior hero guy and his buds, you find that the guy has quite rudely kicked the bucket. So here you are, on a hostile alien planet, with no one to help your exiled self or your exiled prince who is half a species you have almost no experience with and also has a price on his head despite the fact he is not yet strong enough to lift said head without help. So again, what do you do?
You become a realtor.
Yeah, that’s right.
You get a fucking job.
You settle the fuck down. You take a fucking Pilates class. You raise the weird fucking hybrid baby. In fact, you do not just raise the weird fucking hybrid baby; You love and cherish the weird fucking hybrid baby. You teach the exiled heir to your proud, violent, warrior race to be a sweet ‘lil nerd, who loves pokemon, and comic books, and tries to talk through confrontations, and occasionally hits you with those puppy-dog eyes that got you into this mess in the first place. You don’t complain though. You don’t complain when you’re Prince gets sick and there is literally no one on earth to turn to (because who on earth has ever seen a skrull/kree hybrid, much less treated one?). You don’t complain when you hear Galactus destroys your homeworld and everyone on it (how can you explain to your Prince that you’re grieving for his mother when you’re right there?). You don’t complain when the Super-Skrull burst through the wall of you adopted son’s friend-who-is-totally-not-his-boyfriend-mom-oh-my-god’s apartment and demands your baby go with him. Because you are not someone who backs down from a challenge.
You pull out a gun and you challenge the greatest warrior of your proud, violent warrior race.
But it’s all right. Your son’s not-boyfriend will save him. Your weird alien hybrid baby will become a weird alien hybrid hero, and later, a weird alien hybrid King. Somewhere, your Princess and her bullshit star-crossed lover are very proud. Somewhere else, the galaxies worst Grandfather is very furious. But you, well. Who even are you?
I don’t know. Because the writers never bothered giving you a name. It’s all right though. You know why?
Because I love you.
THANK YOU FOR THIS
This has always been a very important character to me, so I ❤ this post more than I can say.
Fun fact: Tenochtitlan fell in 1521. From 1603 onwards, large numbers of honest-to-god fricking Japanese Samurai came to Mexico from Japan to work as guardsmen and mercenaries.
Ergo, it would be 100% historically accurate to write a story starring a quartet consisting of the child or grandchild of Aztec Noblemen, an escaped African slave, a Spanish Jew fleeing the Inquisition (which was relaxed in Mexico in 1606, for a time) and a Katana-wielding Samurai in Colonial Mexico.
Also a whole bunch of Chinese Characters BECAUSE MEXICO CITY HAD A CHINATOWN WITHIN TEN YEARS OF THE FALL OF THE AZTEC EMPIRE.