I've been watching The Closer, and I just really love Brenda and her professional competence and her utter mess of a personal life and she's such a mess of a person and she likes cats and she's cruel and terrible and determined and wonderful and loyal and lovely and yes. (I've seen a weird combination of early and late The Closer and a bunch of Major Crimes, so of course I'm there for Brenda/Sharon and Sharon/Andrea and mostly I just spend a lot of time adoring Julio and wanting to hug Julio a bunch.)
I'm also watching and loving Supergirl. I keep telling Kara and Cat they need to bang. No, you're going through a femslash renaissance (we're really not going to discuss my slide back into wanting to write Janeway/Seven, and we're really really not going to discuss how I actually want to write Janeway/Seven, Janeway/Chakotay, Chakotay/Seven with service kink and power dynamics and cyborg parts and nope we're not going there right now).
But, mostly, I am obsessively thinking about Star Wars. STAR WARS, y'all.
So basically I loved it. I want to watch it over and over again. I love all the new characters. I am in love. Like everyone else who is right and good I ship a combination of Rey and Finn and Poe--I'm open to poly vs and threesomes and someone being ace and negotiations and friendship and everything all mushed together in a fast fast ship. I want to hug Finn SO HARD. Rey is the Luke I longed for when I was younger (and I like Luke! just, you know, female Jedi-to-be who can take care of herself and ships and yes!). And Poe is cool like Han thinks he's cool (at least from what we've seen so far). So yes.
And then of course they decided to rip my heart out by having Han murdered by his own son. By his and Leia's son. By the son they named Ben who turned to the dark side and almost looked like he wasn't completely lost to them and who broke their hearts to the point that they were never going to be healed, even before that lightsaber cut through Han and ripped them all apart. (Let's not even talk about Chewie. About Chewie and his grief and his anger and shooting to kill and not being able to face Leia and Chewie in the Millennium Falcon without Han and yeah. Let's not talk about any of that.) And, okay, it's 100%
luna's kryptonite--it is legit tailor made just for her--but I also really love the thing where Han and Leia love each other, that's not a question, but shit fell apart anyway. I want more about that, more about when Ben turned, when the cracks began to form, when the foundations began to break apart. I want to wallow in that story. I want the epic love story, the story about a love for the ages that ends in a relationship that is deep and flawed and forever there even when they're apart. (Which is not to say that there's a part of me that longs for the happily ever after version of their story, the one where Ben was well-adjusted and grew up happy and strong and working for the light. The one where they made him grown with how gross they were, always kissing, not to mention that time he caught him saying "yes, General," their bedroom door not quite closed, and the less said about that the better he whines to Luke.) (I also want
luna's headcanon, which I accepted the second she shared it with me, that Poe and Leia hooked up while Han was away. Han of course has eyes only for Leia, but Leia has needs and there's something about Poe that's reminiscent of Han without him being just like Han and he struts and swaggers his way into her quarters where she teaches him a thing or two about pleasing a woman. And they part as friends, and brothers-in-arms, and it's a thing that happens from time to time until finally it stops.) Again, I love the new characters. I love that fandom is writing a bunch of stuff so I can read about them once I'm done obsessively Yuletide-ing and reading the archive and all that jazz. But I'm mostly just hanging out over here and wallowing in these old soldiers and smugglers and ugh. Too many feelings. Time to reboot. Oh, and I've started watching The Clone Wars because I suddenly need to inhale everything about this universe in as little time as possible. Give it all to me; I want more.
Yuletide archive opens in T-minus how many hours now, and tonight we're rewatching Return of the Jedi.
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