Amber

There are still many, many people telling the fascist fuckwits to eat shit. There are still long green spring evenings and slow golden summer afternoons and winter nights and autumn leaves. There are still coffee shops and weird little bookstores and small businesses on sidewalks lined with flowered trees. There are still sunrises and sunsets and blue skies and ocean shores and mountains. Oh yes, there are still mountains, which I have an especial fondness for. High up there in thin air, you can see forever.

There are still Gay People In Your Phone and texts and in-jokes. There are your blorbos. There is still fic and fanart. There are still books and music and games and art. There is a lot of art. Even with the AI beast trying to gobble and commercialize everything, there's still art! There are still people who think using your own brain to do things is important! There are still universities and publishing houses and other places where it's our job to think about things that matter!

There is still work that feels fulfilling to do. There are still constant little moments of quiet and beauty and rest. There are still jaw-dropping pictures of nebulae and galaxies and the great immensity of space, as we continue to learn things we never knew before. And amid all those stars, there is still a tiny, beautiful, and vulnerable blue planet which we only get to live on for a very short time, and there are still kids who are counting on us to make sure they get to inherit it in some kind of recognizable form. There is still the weird fact that when you give someone a hug and sit with them for a while and tell them over and over that it will be okay, it actually feels like it might be okay. I think that all means something.

Doomerism is really easy right now. I get it. I honestly 100% do. But I also don't see any point whatsoever in throwing up our hands and letting said fascist fuckwits gleefully terrify us into submission and make us live in fear and act like they're the Actual Meaning of the World (they are not). They suck so incredibly hard, but they're also so small and so stupid and so ultimately insignificant. They will not define this particular moment if we don't let them, and if we stick around to make sure they don't. Fuck 'em. I believe in you.

jj maybank being boyfriend material (1/3)

«i think jj is scared cause he doesn’t know how to do, how to be a romatic guy. he was raised with his dad, which i think we can all say it didn’t teach him whole lot about treating a woman right»‎ 

Okayyy. So I kinda had thoughts on this when watching the scene but talking about JJ taking the fall for Pope and his self sacrificing tendencies it got a little more fleshed out in my mind.

So time and time again we have JJ putting his friends above him. Above his life, future and safety. All to different degrees but it’s a recurring theme. JJ leading the dog away, confessing to a felony he didn’t commit, preparing for a shoot out for John b, jail break plan ect ect ect. And the bike chase scene is just a continuation of this reckless, self sacrificing, self fulfilling prophecy sort of behaviour. He’s going to die young or end up in jail anyway - so might as well do it for something worth while.

In this case we get JJ provoking and leading away the cops - not before making sure Kie is safe and away from this risk - leading to a very dangerous chase that will end in him getting arrested or dying, like he almost did. To protect his friends and what’s important to them, the cross. JJ does this because he sees this as his role, and it gets reinforced in moments when Pope lets him take the fall like I was saying earlier. JJ’s been raised to think love is conditional, conditional to what you give and to not take to much. So it’s almost like JJ feels the need to show his worth to his friends by being this scapegoat for them constantly, there’s a reason for them to keep him around and love him then.

And this continually gets reinforced to JJ after the fact because of how the pogues react when he makes it out and is okay. When he sees Pope again at midsummers he gets a hug and concern from Pope. Aka he receives affection and proof of love so it makes when he did worth it and justifies it in his head. Self-sacrifice = people love you.

The same thing happens after the bike accident. Pope hugs him, happy and excited that he’s alive. Even Sarah who pushed him and tells him off a bit hugs him and is overall is just relieved that he’s alive and okay. More love. More reassurance. More justification for him acting like he’s does.

But. For the first time. We get a response that sends a different message to JJ. He get Kies reaction. Which isn’t just pure relief that he’s okay. Which isn’t just hugging him and holding him close and showering him in love. We get Kie who’s just had a breakdown thinking she lost him, we get Kie staring him down, mad, telling him not to do it again.

The guilt on JJ’s face is so evident in this moment. In this moment it is made clear to him that losing him would wreck kiara. That the sacrifice would not be worth the cost to her. That he’s worth more than what they have to gain from him doing dumb shit. Kie doesn’t just let him get away with it, she doesn’t reinforce this idea in his head of what his role is, this idea that if he does everything he can to make sure his friends are okay it will prove he loved them and in return they will love him. That that’s how you get people to care about you, by serving them. But instead Kie is mad at him and JJ can finally see that by hurting himself it’s not just hurting him. And that the loss of him would actually truly effect the others. That in trying to help them by putting himself beneath them is actually hurting them.

Could you maybe do jiara from 3x10 like this but sitting on a junk boat, if you see that vision

This must be wayyyyy off but:

jj maybank + getting progressively worse at hiding his feelings for kie requested by @jojameswinter​​ 💛

+ bonus

Jiara + their surf trip