I saw someone complain about why Vox sang the 'Don't you forget'-Reprise with Alastor and not Rosie because "its Rosies song and that doesn't make any sense because how would Vox know the song?"

So... yeah. I don't think you could be as stupid as most of this fandom is if you tried.

like, I'm not saying everything was better back then because it certainly wasn't, but I miss the times when the world had politicians that, idk, stood for something and pushed for democratic values to prevail

the only bright spot in this whole mess is that the generations growing up with ChatGPT will undoubtedly turn out so stupid that their kids will become obsessed with regaining basic intelligence so not everything is lost forever

The friend-ship beams were too silly a visual choice for me though and that won't change, but neither will it have any real effect on my enjoyment of the finale or the show in general.

Yeah, after thinking about it for a while, this was exactly it. I don't mind a 'sudden' fix-it solution for a tough situation as long as I somewhat get how that solution works, and there was just 0 explanation given for any of that as far as I could/can tell.

i mean, emotionally, i LOVED most of the finale, and I was thoroughly entertained. seeing angel cry at the end??? literally made my heart sob.

i just feel like there was a better way to portray 'friends and enemies coming together for the good of everyone' than freaking friendship-beams 🫠

i think ill need a few days to erase the memory that the big issue was resolved with people holding out their hands and shooting literal friendship-beams from my brain and then ill be able to appreciate more

Stop saying my lines

taylors starting to give birthday-child that ate all but one slice of the entire cake and then starts crying when you ask if you could maybe have the last one cuz' you're hungry too and i REALLY don't want to start feeling that way about her

'but other artists-' shhhh. you can't be saying your daddy with the biggest dick in town now and then do this type of petty shit for numbers/records that 1. really shouldn't be of concern to you anymore, and 2. should come to you naturally if you're really all that

if that was me, the last thing in the world I would do after a fun evening out is to stop and have a bunch of nutcases scream and cry into my face about how my carefully curated artistic persona changed their lives cuz' they appearantly skipped the part where they accepted that santa isn't real

and then y'all stand there and get upset when the celebrity in question doesn't want to disturb their peace by interacting with the weirdo-brigade over here, y'all are insane

still, the fact that you'd pay around 1500€ for that around where I live is fucking insane