Because it’s Jeff Davis this won’t happen, but here’s what I would like to see:
At the end of the season, it’s Victoria returns, werewolf and an alpha - because who are we kidding, we know Victoria would find a way to become an alpha - and gets Kate under control. And it’s in the final battle with the benefactor that Chris gets mortally wounded and Victoria bites him to save him, because she’s lost her daughter and she will not lose her husband, too.
So in the end, Kate gets her wish. The Argent family is rebuilt, is returned to its former glory and power. But not as a hunting family. As a pack. As a prowling menace that follows only one rule: We protect those who cannot protect themselves.
And the wicked of the world, both human and super, shall tremble and know their name.
teen wolf fandom actually made a petition for the cast and crew to stop “disrespecting the fans” lol remember that time you sent death threats to tyler posey because he said he doesn’t like stiles/derek and his mom saw them? or how you tried to make a petition to get shelley hennig off the show? or how meagan tandy has to constantly go on twitter to defend herself and her character because people send her hate? or how you all made #killallison a worldwide trend???? :)
So, yesterday morning, Cede and I took the kids to church. And then we went home and I worked for a little while while Cede hung out with the kids. After that we had a babysitter scheduled, so we went out for a nice dinner where we shared a few tapas plates, and then we browsed around Shopko while we waited for a movie to start. After the movie we still had the sitter for an hour or so, so we decided to do the grocery shopping (because OH MY GOD grocery shopping is so much easier without kids along.) The kids were in bed by the time we got home, so we just couch potatoed it out for a couple of hours and watched Food Network before heading to bed.
We are amused at how domesticated we sound these days.
Fandom is focus. Fandom is obsession. Fandom is insatiable consumption. Fandom is sitting for hours in front of a TV screen a movie screen a computer screen with a comic book a novel on your lap. Fandom is eyestrain and carpal tunnel syndrome and not enough exercise and staying up way, way past your bedtime.
Fandom is people you don’t tell your mother you’re meeting. Fandom is people in the closet, people out and proud, people in costumes, people in T-shirts with slogans only fifty others would understand. Fandom is a loud dinner conversation scaring the waiter and every table nearby.
Fandom is you in Germany and me in the US and him in Australia and her in Japan. Fandom is a sofabed in New York, a roadtrip to Oxnard, a friend behind a face in London. Fandom talks past timezones and accents and backgrounds. Fandom is conversation. Communication. Contact.
Fandom is drama. Fandom is melodrama. Fandom is high school. Fandom is Snacky’s law and Godwin’s law and Murphy’s law. Fandom is smarter than you. Fandom is stupider than you. Fandom is five arguments over and over and over again. Fandom is the first time you’ve ever had them.
Fandom is female. Fandom is male. Fandom lets female play at being male. Fandom bends gender, straight, gay, prude, promiscuous. Fandom is fantasy. Fandom doesn’t care about norms or taboos or boundaries. Fandom cares too much about norms and taboos and boundaries. Fandom is not real life. Fandom is closer than real life. Fandom knows what you’re really like in the bedroom. Fandom is how you would never, could never be in the bedroom.
Fandom is shipping, never shipping, het, slash, gen, none of the above, more than the above. Fandom is love for characters you didn’t create. Fandom is recreating the characters you didn’t create. Fandom is appropriation, subversion, dissention. Fandom is adoration, extrapolation, imitation. Fandom is dissection, criticism, interpretation. Fandom is changing, experimenting, attempting.
Fandom is creating. Fandom is drawing, painting, vidding: nine seasons in four minutes of love. Fandom is words, language, authoring. Fandom is essays, stories, betas, parodies, filks, zines, usenet posts, blog posts, message board posts, emails, chats, petitions, wank, concrit, feedback, recs. Fandom is writing for the first time since you were twelve. Fandom is finally calling yourself a writer.
Fandom is signal and response. Fandom is a stranger moving you to tears, anger, laughter. Fandom is you moving a stranger to speak.
Fandom is distraction. Fandom is endangering your job, your grades, your relationships, your bank account. Fandom gets no work done. Fandom is too much work. Fandom was/is just a phase. Fandom could never be just a phase. Fandom is where you found a friend, a sister, a kindred spirit. Fandom is where you found a talent, a love, a reason.
I love the idea of Malia being blunt and bad at social graces. I love most the idea of her going through life deficient in the things all of us had to learn when we went through 7th and 8th grade as girls instead of coyotes: She’s bad at self-effacement, she’s bad at knowing how to hate her body, and most importantly how to engage in the performance of body hate with other girls. She’s excited when she actually knows the answer to a question in class and doesn’t feel embarrassed to raise her hand. She doesn’t know how to talk about having a boyfriend so she just says that Stiles makes her feel good and she likes having sex with him. She never worries about being thought of as clingy, so when she’s had a hard day and she misses Stiles, she just runs up and kisses him as soon as she sees him.
re: the awful fanfiction thing (which actually makes me sick just thinking about) it looks like it was everyone who was at SDCC besides Dylan. i can't actually bring myself to watch the video, so i don't know the extent to which they're involved, but they're all there except him. i'm so skeeved out and disappointed, and i'm not even watching the show anymore.