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the way that dinner in america is about an autistic girl who's autonomy as an adult with desires is not respected by anyone around her and all she wants is to be punk but no one in her life lets her experience this because they want to see her as this delicate girl who doesn't know her own boundaries & limits until the punk guy comes into her life and sees this weird girl who doesn't try to be anything except exactly what she is. and he sees exactly how punk she is and he doesn't infantilize her and he wants her to break the rules with him - rules she's never been able to follow in the first place - and he sees her quirks and oddities as good, as beautiful, as punk. which is all she's wanted her whole life

there's this ridiculously soulmatey line in the phm book when grace is just kinda idly wondering aloud about why human and eridian technology are at such similar phases of development, and without thinking about it much rocky responds "has to be, or you and I would not meet." which he goes on to explain as (paraphrasing here) "if either planet were less advanced then we couldn't have built interstellar ships, but if either were more advanced then we could have dealt with the astrophage problem from home, so we'd have to be at around the same level to both be here, that's the only way it would make sense." what it sounds like though is "oh, that's easy: the two of us had to meet so the history of both of our entire species lined up in preparation to make it possible." what kind of tau-ceti-crossed red-petrova-line-of-fate nonsense is this.

quarterly reminder that if i reblog something ai-generated it is 110% and always an accident and for the love of god please tell me so i can delete it from my blog

“they’re just looking at each other” you could not begin to understand the complexities involved in looking at each other