“alicent making homophobic remarks the night of laena’s funeral isn’t cool considering laenor was shown to be heavily grieving his sister and didn’t deserve to be attacked during it (not to mention it was an obvious ploy on alicent’s part to divert attention from her committing literal treason).”
“b-bUT WHAT ABOUT DAEMON AND RHAENYRA FUCKING-“
i’m not gonna lie i don’t particularly care that they had sex that night. was it disrespectful? for sure. did it harm anyone for them to do it? it, in fact, did not. two consenting adults having sex away from prying eyes and keeping to themselves < an entitled boy purposely calling a girl at her mother’s funeral (whom he had never interacted with before) a pig and ridiculing her grief. laena’s storyline was cut short because the writers decided she wasn’t important enough to make into a proper character that isn’t at the mercy of other characters (it’s something i’m forever going to be salty about, daemon and rhaenyra loved her with all their hearts and were absolutely devastated when she passed) but out of those two scenarios who do you think she would be more upset with?
the people who bring this up in retaliation cannot handle alicent taking any criticism whatsoever. in all honesty i wouldn’t even care if her fans would just say ‘yeah, it was shitty. don’t really care though.’ it would at least save me the time of reading think piece after think piece on why alicent deserved to get her lick back against rhaenyra for her lot in life (caused by otto and viserys) by focusing on her pain rather than her son’s. these are the same people who try to claim that most of rhaenyra’s children and step children secretly hate her, due to wanting ‘complex and nuanced relationships’ to occur (they actually also can’t handle that rhaenyra was a great mom all around to all of her kids, and that maybe they need to be focusing those feelings on the green kids with their parents instead). let’s be serious for just one moment: it makes more sense that the children who were neglected by one parent and abused by the other having complicated familial feelings than children who were (for the most part) raised in a relatively stable and loving environment.
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i’m in this strange phase where i’m trying to explore my spirituality and to understand what divinity means to me and it’s just. hard. complex.
i was raised in an atheist family but now i know, deep down, that i am not an atheist. but atheism is still inscribed in my brain, the shame of worshipping, the shame of honoring the divine, as if it should be hidden, as if i was being irrational.
i have been practicing, or trying to practice, hellenic polytheism for a little while now. i keep going through phases of faith then of doubt. something isn’t quite right yet.
i love religions— all of them interest me. i just decided i wanted to read the Old Testament, so i’m reading the Genesis now. and i’ve been doing research on Judaism, out of curiosity. it fascinates me— but especially the rules. the constant connection to the divine, even in mundanity. the concept of every action having a purpose, of doing things a specific way and knowing why, of finding God everywhere and honoring God all the time. i see a lot of people being scared of religious obligations, of organized religion, and i understand how it can be dangerous at times, but i yearn for the order, for the meaning.
i want organized worship and i want to find God every day. i want to do everything with the intention of connecting to the divine. and yet i don’t know what the divine is, what God(s) is (are), and i still believe monotheism isn’t for me, something about it bothers me— but maybe it’s just christianity ? i don’t know anything anymore. i know polytheism interests me too and i know my autistic special interest is ancient greek religion and ancient cultures, but it’s hard to draw the line between what interests me due to my autism/simply because i find it amazing to learn about, and what interests me because it feels right and aligns with the way i perceive things.
so i keep doubting, i doubt and wonder and question and find myself irrational whenever i think of a God, or of multiple gods/Theoi. i know i believe in something. but there is this atheistic guilt, atheistic shame ?
i’m so lost.
and everyone i know is either an atheist or a usually-not-very-observant catholic. so exactly what i already know not to be for me.
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i’ve seen a lot of my moots have been having a rough time lately cuz of the holiday season so i just wanna say. if you are having a rough time rn, you are cordially invited to my birthday party :) i will give you a slice of cake and we can play games to take your mind off things
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Thirteen is my first ever doctor. I still remember when I was around 10/11 and me and my family sat down to watch the woman who fell to Earth, and that’s when I fell inlove with the show. This era has bought me such joy, has inspired me! It got me back into drawing and now after 5 years I’m planning on studying art in college, all because of thirteens era. Thirteens era also helped me realise my sexuality, lesbian, specifically Yaz. Yaz always bought a comfort to me, I love her so much as a character. I want to thank Thirteens Era for raising me through my teen years. I love Thirteens era, and when it’s over, it’ll never be gone for me <3
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Unfortunately relatable. I grew up in the church and have a lot of Christian trauma from that. I show up for special occasions for my parents… sometimes. But it’s uncomfortable from the moment I step through the door. Bigoted pastor, the self-righteousness disguising the prejudice, the political comments from the altar. Shots at young people left right and center as if the hell on earth wasn’t caused by the same older generation 90% of the congregation belongs to..
I miss being young in the choir and the youth groups and not struggling with it. It’s wild to look back at the younger version of me who was unshakeable in his faith and honestly just saddening.
I was texting my sister today about it and she said
“I 100% think ALL of us have a ton of religious trauma and everyone else in the family just doesn’t realize it cause they’re still drinking the kool-aid.”
I ran out of tag room and didn’t want to delete any 😭 seriously not lying I could write a book about all my thoughts and experiences
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When I was 16 I hit a mailbox with my car.
It was very early, and I was trying to be helpful and clear the driveway to snowblow. I’d cleaned the snow off the car, but it was so cold and so humid that I hadn’t accounted for the frost immediately icing over the windshield.
I was going maybe 5mph but I couldn’t see, and when I hit something I panicked and just… kept going. At 5mph. And slowly rolled over what I later found out was my neighbor’s mailbox.
I knew I had made a mistake, hell I knew in that moment I was making a mistake. But once I’d started rolling over it, I was worried it was worse to stay parked on top of whatever it was that I’d hit.
If I hadn’t had multiple witnesses, I don’t know what lengths I would have gone to not own up to my mistake, but my whole family watched me do it, absolutely dumbfounded, as I panicked and made what was probably the worst possible decision and then leaned in.
Anyway this post is about Peter Pettigrew.
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