[ SECRET POST #2471 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2471 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

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Comments

[cbrachyrhynchos]

Oh, let's see. If we're pulling from my vintage comics there's the entire British invasion. More recently, Slonczewski, Hopkinson, Jemisin, Lord, Bujold, Mieville, the entire anthology of stories I read last month, about a third of the stories in the anthology I read the month before, and a nice story by Felicidad Martínez I just finished at the start of last week (in translation, the second story in the collection has a lesbian protagonist).

So, don't need Dean, and certainly we don't need Destiel shippers.

[(Anonymous)]

writing bi/pan characters =/= writing them without sounding like a Monty Python sketch.

[cbrachyrhynchos]

Of course not. The writers I respect don't write LGBT characters in that way. The characters are either in relationships or explicitly describe their desire to be in a relationship with a MOTAS.

What I don't respect is when writers and showrunners feed ship drama with campy innuendo. Two other examples are BBC's Watson and Ritchie's Holmes. Hinting that a character maybe-possibly-maybe pansexual or bisexual is like giving me a banana split without the ice cream, syrup, whipped cream, and cherry. It's not going to satisfy me, and I'll just hop on down the street to a place where I can get the real thing.