#because someone called me master

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

obligatory rock murder mention

#i think someone said earlier that they had kind of a lot of mind control stories 'back in those days' #dont remember where #but now im trying to think if we have a lot of them in new who #and if theres something to that in terms of like societal preoccupations #but i guess im just gonna have to...........continue my classic who watch for that and make notes #what do we have in new who? satan comes to mind #midnight but i feel like thats..........a very particular kind it's not like the hypnosis thing you see here #or with the master #or i think sarah jane in the hand of fear? #maybe its JUST because they had the master around who kept hypnotising people tbh like that seems possible #the unquiet dead but thats ghosts more than mind control #i feel like we've got more bodies being taken over than minds in new who? #like the gas mask thing. midnight like i said. 42 with martha and 10? #love and monsters. idiots lantern. the vashta nerada. that guy who got turned into an ood. the masters thing in end of time #11 and the flesh. the god complex perhaps could be mind control? but feels different to me too #but i also havent watched really a lot of classic who so i dont know the vibe of their supposedly frequent mind control #town called mercy. asylum of the daleks. crimson horror. journey to the centre of the tardis? cybermen #it all feels more about the hijacking of the body than the mind or will or whatever #would be intersting to actually look into #if i continue my classic who watch #biggest mind control in new who might have been those mummy monks in pyramid/lie of the land?

[jaytriesstuff]

DPxDC Prompt: Alfred and Danny go way back

Ok so I might write this some day but in the meantime it is just an idea. 

Basically I thought “we always see Danny having preestablished connections with the batkids (long lost siblings, dating, the likes) but what about Alfred?” 

this is what my brain came up with

Danny has visited Alfred throughout time on Clockworks orders. It has been a long time since Alfred has seen his time-traveling ghost kid but he knows he will be back someday. Even though Danny has never needed his help before Alfred has also been visited by clockwork and he knows that one day Danny will come to him in need of help and he is entirely determined to be ready. The rest of the Waynes do not know about his friend the ghost king and it has been over 20 years since he has seen him. He wants to always be ready for Danny to appear but when Danny shows up in the middle of a family dinner with almost all of the bat fam there, Alfred is surprised. He is however far less surprised than the rest of the bat fam who just watched a young man of about 20 years old walk into Wayne Manor undetected, call Alfred “Alf”, and collapse on the floor.

#dpxdc prompt #dpxdc #dcxdp #dpxdc crossover #dcxdp crossover #Danny Phantom #Clockwork #ghost king danny #Alfred Pennyworth #Alfred calls him Danny and not Master Danny and this confuses the bat fam #danny helps alfred throughout time and now its alfreds turn to help danny #someone please write this for me so i don't have to #alfred has definetly emotionally adopted danny at this point #no bruce hes alfreds pseudo son you cant have him #alfred knows he is danny phantom and danny fenton #tried to keep tabs for a while but couldnt because amity be like that

[nymphilily]

"The Knight Of Dawn being a near exact copy of Silver is lazy!" You absolutely think the curtains are just blue, don't you?

#Y'all are free to call me crazy BUT #If Yana went out of her way to design KoD to be an exact replica of his son when that isn't the case for ANY OTHER Parent-Child Pair #Don't you think that was intentional? #If they are the only odd pair out don't you think that means something? Or are the curtain's just blue to you? #TKoD is an antithesis to Silver. He is everything Silver could/would have been had he not been put to sleep and adopted by Lilia #THAT is why TKoD is Silver but with longer blonder hair. Because he's supposed to be an undesirable outcome for Silver #A dog forever chained to his master's side without the courage to act on his own sense of what's right and wrong #Only when he isn't under the eyes of those he owes his life to and hold that above his head the does TKoD do what he knows is right #He lets Lilia escape with Malleus during his fight with Meleanor. In the middle of battle he gives the innocence a chance for life #And he's only allowed to do so because Henrik isn't there to interfere. Because for once he can act on his own morals and help someone #So when we see the Knight of Dawn next to Silver we aren't supposed to see a father and his son #We're supposed to see what Silver COULD have been had he not been raised by Lilia. Had he been raised to be a tool instead of an individual #A right his biological father was never able to obtain for himself #I guess this is the hill I'm dying on now. Yippee #TWST Knight of Dawn #The Knight of Dawn #TWST Silver #Silver Vanrouge #Twisted Wonderland Spoilers #TWST Spoilers #TWST Book 7 Spoilers #Twisted Wonderland Book 7 Spoilers #Twisted Wonderland

[alexjcrowley]

Saying Swiss Army Man is about gay necrophilia is like saying Oedipus Rex is about a guy who fucks his mom. You're only technically correct.

#it's called reductio ad absurdum you dumb down a concept until it looks ridiculous #which is totally fine for jokes and laughters but for the ones out there who blatantly made fun of the movie without even watching #like this shit is so cringe a farting corpse oh my god this must be the worst movie ever #FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU #YOU THINK YOU'RE COOL BEING DETACHED AND IRONIC ABOUT EVERYTHING WHY DON'T YOU TRY TO FEEL SOMETHING FOR ONCE #TE LET YOURSELF BE TOUCHED CHANGED TRANSFORMED EMOTIONALLY BY THE CONTENT YOU CONSUME #I know Oedipus fucking his mom is the supreme meme I love it too but seriously read it #As someone who had tl study it believe me read it #I am not the joke police I just don't like when people are serious about dismissing pieces of media because oh no cringe alert #Allow yourself to be vulnerable and to be open when you consume something #Oedipus Rex was just the best metaphor that's why I quoted it #Oedipus Rex changed me and keeps changing me everyday believe it or not there's nothing I wouldn't give to have his strenght #He had the courage too look at himself in the mirror I never did #I feel like I am having a mental breakdown over Oedipus again I'll switch back to SAM #Swiss army man is a masterful lesson in life and art don't let some assholes make you believe otherwise #swiss army man #paul dano #daniel radcliffe

[coquelicoq]

Natsume: You didn't sleep a wink last night. Why not go and grab a few now? Natori [sparkling]: I'm just fine. It takes more than sleep deprivation to dull my dazzling self, so don't you worry your fussy little head. Natsume [concerned]: Nonsense like that is exactly what someone suffering from sleep deprivation would say! Sensei: Oh really? Has he been sleep-deprived every day of his life?

so i've been watching the natsume dub -

#sensei referring to matoba as the 'pirate-princess-tightrope-walker'????? PLSSSS #sensei to natsume about matoba: your wussy little punches won't do jack #also yes sensei he probably has been sleep-deprived every day of his life. this man is a dumpster fire #thanks to qserasera (thank you qserasera!!!) i've been revisiting the natori and matoba episodes #i had started a rewatch earlier this year but got sidetracked early in season 2 so i'm picking up from there #so to refresh my memory i read through the episode summaries i had written for season 1/early season 2 #and got SO EMOTIONAL??? just from reading the summaries? what the fuck??? #me earlier today: i can't reread le petit prince right now because my heart can't take it #also me: tra la la let's see what natsume is going to do to pulverize my soul into powder today #natsume's book of friends #natsume yuujinchou #natori shuuichi #my posts #anyway i probably would never have tried the dub except that someone put some clips of english dub matoba on here #and i was OBSESSED with the voice acting??? #i'm so glad i decided to try it because so many of the line readings are just delightful #natsume and sensei's bickering especially #i don't love madara's youkai voice. and i like the japanese voice playing touko a lot better than the english voice #but it's nice to be able to listen and like do the dishes at the same time! i love subs but you can't really multitask #i guess since this is the dub i should be calling him master not sensei but i'm too used to sensei #i must say though that i'm really enjoying natsume calling him 'master kitty cat' in full earnestness #i don't speak japanese so i wasn't getting the full effect from 'nyanko-sensei' #i get now why tanuma was so embarrassed

[readylovewrites]

The concept of the Hyde becoming aimless rather than strictly more aggressive with the loss of its master. Tyler, escaped, haunting the woods near his cave, waiting for Laurel to come back and just tell him what to do, what is he supposed to do? Standing amidst the silence of an abandoned forest, listless, holding himself and feeling his eyes lose focus, supernaturally attuned ears absently picking up on the sound of fallen leaves hitting the earth. At some point—he doesn’t know when—he tore apart a deer but there’s no satisfaction in it like there was when it was Laurel’s biding so it’s laying at his feet, forgotten.

abandoned.

He doesn’t know it, but Wednesday has been looking for him since she heard of his escape. She herself isn’t sure if she means to kill him or study him or… well. She thinks about what a Hyde might do when it’s master is dead but there haven’t been bodies turning up so maybe he went home? She decides to investigate and finds him there with his back to her, stock-still, and she’d think he hasn’t noticed her except for the way his fingers tighten around his biceps.

she waits. If he attacks her, she’ll have her fun in besting him on her own. If he attacks, they can see who’ll draw first blood and—more importantly—who will draw last.

he doesn’t.

wind whispers through the trees, the black, whirling maw of the cave a hellmouth of bad memories, and neither tyler nor Hyde try to kill her. It’s shaping up to be a pathetic birthday.

“Well?” she prompts.

he doesn’t react.

she lets it hang for another moment, but grows impatient: “I killed your master. I’m right here. What are you waiting for?” And then, mockingly, “Orders?”

compellingly, his head turns just the slightest bit towards her and she sees in profile his lost expression. And it clicks then. Because he is and, by the look on his face, they’ve only both just realized it.

this could almost feel like a victory if Wednesday were not suddenly struck by the injustice of it. Because Tyler looks small. Looks lost. Looks like nothing at all.

chains on a wall.

she steps up beside him, more irritated that she can’t even have fun at his expense, and sees the deer. “My parents got me a taxidermy kit for my birthday last year. At least this wasn’t a total waste.”

Later, when she’s instructed Thing to grab the back legs while she takes the front and carted off her trophy, he’s still standing there but gradually, as the dark is setting in, a warmth creeps up on him. He feels his mind waking. Sees from the corner of his eye prey emerging from nearby brush.

———

the next morning, when Wednesday is leaving her dorm for her first class, the toe of her boot collides with the malleable form of a dead rabbit.

#Weyler #Wyler #Wednesday x Tyler #Wednesday Addams #tyler galpin #umm slight gore I guess but not really cause that’s not my thing #They’re so dysfunctional cjemsjxienhxkd #idk this is more headcanon wishlist than it is fic so I’m not even calling it that #it’s more a prompt than anything lol #someone better than me write it!! #if you see any mistakes no you don’t because I didn’t even try #basically I want Tyler to choose Wednesday as his new master but without it getting out of hand #I wouldn’t want it to be super weird or super unhealthy #but like #it’s the Addams family #check your sense of what would be healthy in a normal relationship at the door #hmmmm

[quietwingsinthesky]

there’s a progression in there, somewhere, of even going from ‘the master might kill me any day now :(‘ to ‘the master is going to kill me :) she’s not going to let someone else do it after all this time’

#i wouldn’t call it hubris exactly. more like this pretty secure surity that that’s how they’re going to die. #and to them that makes sense. they chose this. they keep choosing it after the doctor offers them a way out. #because this is. they understand this. and they feel safe in the reprieve before their death. #how do you control death? choose who kills you. the last defense of a prey animal. #something something dark mirror to clara’s ‘i am owed’ speech for even is if this ever. doesn’t work out the way they thought it would. #clara tried to threaten the doctor so that he’d reverse death for her. even would turn on the master if she tried to spare them. #i am owed better. i am owed the death you promised… i am owed the knowledge that you don’t care enough to save me… you know. something like #that. #even is. kind of. meant to mirror the doctor’s companions at the time. they are a martha who can’t leave him. they are a donna who has to #remember and never speak about everything they know. they are clara if during deep breath clara reached back and truly didn’t expect. truly #hoped. that no one would take her hand. because if they can be certain it will happen they can know never to reach again. #jesus christ. go to therapy boy. you have so many trust issues. #but that’s why they’re Like That with the master because at the end of the day. who is easier to rely on? the guy who comes in to put out #fires but only sometimes. or the guy who. really really fucking likes starting fires. #better to get burned hoping someone is coming or get burned knowing that’s what would happen. and even. chooses the latter. #AND ALL OF THIS. for me to say thats why i cant actually let the master ever kill them. #i think she needs to do something worse to even. i think she needs to abandon them. #and that will either set them free to go have healthy normal relationships or. lets be honest much more likely. completely fucking break #them. which would be fun :) for me. #dw oc

[lilnasxvevo]

“The Great Gatsby was so boring why did anyone even like it” THE PROSE!!!! YOU HAVE TO SAVOR IT FOR THE PROSE. IT’S THE PROSE

#yeah nothing fucking happens until the end but you should feel like you’re getting punched in the face by word choice like three times a pg #it’s the journey not the destination!!! #sorry I saw someone call TGG boring earlier today and the last post inspired me to say something #that book rearranged my molecules the first time I read it and it’s the number 1 ‘high school English class book’ that I see people complain #about #usually saying that it was boring or confusing #which I simply cannot understand. like number one it’s so SHORT how did you even have TIME to get bored or confused?? #i think that mmmmaybe it might be a case of like #some readers get bored if ‘nothing happens’ while other readers get bored if like #events aren’t presented in a way they find interesting #like a lot of people like Dracula because it’s jam-packed with action!!! #but I find the way Stoker writes to be so DEADLY boring that I fucking hated having to read that book for school #meanwhile The Great Gatsby is a lot of Nick sitting around in different rooms but Fitzy boy is a masterful writer so to me it’s a real #page turner

[headphonemouse]

I'm having feelings over the fact that the most selfless thing Kim Dokja could do is to live, wholly, as himself, in good health and with the people he loves most, who love him the most. How everyone gets to be angry at him for leaving, angry at the world for taking him away, and yet that anger can never have a real target so his companions become angry at themselves. I really enjoyed the range of emotions displayed from all the supporting and side characters, how they each got time for us to see how they react to their world ending once with the apocalypse, and then again and again when they become devoted to a man who loves them to death and back. And they just. Keep going. None of them want a world without Kim Dokja but they live through it anyways and they carry on, day by day, year by year, yelling, crying, playing pranks on each other, sharing stories with each other, fighting each other, fighting for each other.

#talking tag #orv #my favorites are Jung Heewon and Lee Gilyoung #im not including the main trio in the favorites list because their narrative significance outweighs personal favorability #orv spoilers #Kim Dokja makes me insane. hes some guy. hes someones son. brother. companion. equal. savior. god. pest. father. weird uncle. #Lee Jihye calls Kyrgios Rodgraim 'Grandfather' and im not sure if thats because of Kyrgios' ambiguous relationship with Namgung Minyoung or #if its because she sees Kim Dokja as a semi-master. the spouse of her master or a master in his own right. that either puts Kim Dokja as #Lee Jihye's uncle-in-law or as her step-parent. English doesnt really have good words for this but you get what i mean #or it could have nothing to do with any of that and Lee Jihye just calls Kyrgios 'Grabdfather' as a sign of respect like 'youre so cool and #respectable that im going to worship you like an ancestor' kind of way #it's so cute though #these kids all end up with like 5 new grandparents

[doctorwhoisadhd]

i think i am actually going to try to go through with the murray gold lead sheets thing

#KEYWORD TRY. KEYWORD TRY. #ive got one finished because i already transcribed it in full so it was really easy to just go through and figure out all the chords #& another one thats relatively short that i have the melody fully transcribed i just have to figure out chords which should be pretty easy #& then a third one that ive got a full transcription someone ELSE did from musescore so now i just have to go thru and analyze the chords #respectively: a change of clothes (the heaven sent theme essentially) / i call myself me / vale decem #and i also made a checklist of ones i want to do complete with links to the specific piece #the starter version of the checklist looks like this: #the doctor (the doctors theme / i am the doctor / a good man?); #companions (roses theme / marthas theme / donnas theme / little amy / amys theme / clara? / i call myself me); #villains / organizations / places (UNIT / the daleks / the cyberman / the master vainglorious / this is gallifrey: our childhood our home); #episodes (a second shadow / a change of clothes); and more in depth ones (vale decem; the shepherds boy) #given enough time the full checklist has about 20 others #but i figured yk for now id cut it down so im not assigning myself an impossible task #ari opinion hour #dw music

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

i cannot help myself im sorry

#i will call the DOCTOR pinocchio i will call the MASTER pinocchio i dont CARE everyones getting pinocchiod #aw you thought you could be a real boy? no youre still stuck in the narrative buddy #as long as Someones fingers are on a keyboard Somewhere youre not getting out of this one #we're yanking your fucking strings forever and ever #see the thing that gets me about the whole...........narrative thing #is that like watching is the control #'im nothing without an audience' #'if nobodys watchig doctor who kills himself' #like. we make him exist by watching him #idk if other writers feel the same but i feel like that when im writing like im watching whoever im writing #sometimes i close doors and lock myself out #on purpose #bc like. im not watching that #you know? #the thing that CREATES is the thing that CONTROLS #in the same action #which is why i cant stop calling them pinocchios #we watch. and we control by watching. the characters are beholden to narrative rules #because we are watching #the characters dont EXIST. unless we are watching

[kinnbig]

anon is off until you all learn how to behave 💖

#if seeing someone on the internet saying ‘believing women who speak out about abuse is the right thing to do’ #makes you so blindly feral frothing at the mouth with rage that you need to send me multiple angry threatening anons about it - #get help!! #you’re doing *nothing* except proving yourself as a violent misogynist actually? #do you guys really somehow think that sending me threats and calling me names and blaming me for the problems men face (lol) #is going to make me change my mind? #like oh yes sorry you’re right actually - #never mind my masters degree in gender and power never mind my job working with victims of domestic abuse #i guess you know better!! #i guess i just *wont* believe women any more!! #sorry to the DV victims i work with - #actually until you have a legal verdict i’m going to have to treat you as suspicious and assume you’re lying 💖 #because some anons on the internet told me so 💖 #🙄🙄🙄

[vespertine-legacy]

help, spotify recommended God Is A Woman and I re-wrote Brontes’s arrival to the Archive/the first time she casts Fear on Eleison?

“I appreciate the organization you seem to have put into place here. I would like for this visit to be efficient.” Brontes seems to survey the shelves they pass as Eleison leads her through the Archive to a back corner, where a wide table is spread with several datapads, stone tablets, and a few leatheris-bound tomes. While Brontes looks over the table, the two guards post themselves at the entrance to the room.

“As your visit to the library of Hosra was not, I assume?”

After a pause, Brontes steps closer, her mask moving in miniscule increments as she inspects the Loremaster before her. “How do you know anything of my visit to Hosra?”

“You confirmed it, my lord. But many Archives exist on neutral worlds, out of the way of convenient trade routes and without Imperial or Republic protectors. Without each other, we risk losing the knowledge we store.” Eleison makes a point to glower at the Dread Master through the eye holes of her mask, despite being unable to see her eyes through them. “So we talk.”

“And what do you say?”

Taking a breath, Eleison steels herself to get through her planned speech. “I cannot speak for the Masters of any other Archive, but I speak for this Archive. I heard your visit to Hosra was disastrous, both for the staff and history they protect. If you find my Archive lacking in any way, you will not harm my staff or our collections.”

“Madam Librarian, you are either very brave or very foolish to challenge a Dread Master, before we’ve even properly set to work, no less.” Brontes sounds like she might be smiling, an alarming mismatch with her mask’s set grimace.

“I am neither, my lord,” Eleison shrugs one shoulder. “I look forward to working with you, but I will not tolerate an avoidable catastrophe. If you have complaints, you will bring them to me.”

“I have no complaints so far, just an observation. You say you want what is best for your Archive and your staff, but you must also recognize the importance of what I am doing for the Sith Empire. You claim neutrality, but I understand most of your collections come to you through a partnership with the Reclamation Service, so it is in your best interests to work with the Sith Empire, is it not?” Brontes lifts her hands before her, palms up, a gesture almost like an offering. “You say you are neither brave nor foolish, but why don’t we test that?”

“My lord?”

Before the question is out of Eleison’s mouth, Brontes cuts her off with a flick of her wrists and a single word: “Fear.”

A spike of pain pierces through Eleison’s temples as pressure squeezes around her chest, thick and heavy. Something wet and slithering wraps around her shoulders and she staggers to her knees under the weight of it. Eleison knows the presence draped over her, curling around her is just the Force, but it feels different than any other time she has touched it, malevolent and greedy, like it wants to seep inside her and take something back she has been using without permission. The stabbing pain subsides, replaced by the sensation of something digging, searching through her mind. She can’t help but cry out at the intrusion, the shock at how easy it is for Brontes to begin breaking past mental shields that have held for years, tendrils of the Force scraping against the inside of her, leaving something cold and oily in their wake.

“Feel free to tell me when you’ve had enough, Madam Librarian.”

#i haven't been tagged for any wip wednesday/whenevers but my blog my rules :p #swtor oc eleison #dread master brontes #i think mostly i got motivation to work on this out of spite #because someone in df yesterday made fun of me for blowing a kiss to brontes #i just always do it! it's good luck! #they called me gross and said i was probably 'one of those sickos who wants to erp about brontes' #i mean i have written smut about her but i'm not gonna just like... inflict that on people who don't want it? #all that from an innocent blowing a kiss emote #anyway #eleison is gonna go to dread therapy (TM) now

[myfirstandlast]

im scared bc now that i’m essentially getting this public school job i know my body and mind have begun to settle into its fugue state where i have no thoughts and make no progress and waste literally all the time in the world because i just can’t imagine any other options it’s how i wasted four years with my major it’s how i ended up joining gr**k life it just feels like this is it and i trap myself

#let’s say i miraculously get a car and to move out post-september getting my license #it definitely won’t be until christmas at the earliest because i have to finish out the year #but as soon as the year is over my parents are back on my head about applying for master’s programs which i still don’t want to do #i don’t have a break to be free #and i’m certainly not gonna to be inspired to find my dream artistic lesbian job in middle of nowhere GA at an elementary school of all plac #like everyone too old or too young to understand me. no real work friends no real ACTUAL friends im just going to be going to work and going #home. oh lol i started crying typing. im really over talking into the void i need someone to hear me and help me #but even if up to that point EVERYTHING somehow falls into place. now i’m entirely alone with more bills no resources no one to call and no #idea what i want in any capacity. like i feel like a caged animal i feel insane #im falling into my coma of uselessness and i already lost the entirety of my adolescent young adult years i don’t want to lose my 20s too #not to be like 30 is ancient your life is over then obv not but i don’t care about what i do in my life at 30 and beyond #i want my life to be happy NOW i WANT the best of my life to be in my 20s where i can get away with the most stupid fun because i’m just #young and gay and i still have an excuse for not knowing what my life is yet. i cant breathe not knowing what i want to do but at least its #an excuse. i feel like dying i feel like my insides are rotting to black ash we’re social creatures and im suffering #i sound so stupid. i know i really know. but the people i see living the life i want carefree making money as it comes #have parents who lovingly text them who care but stay out of the way who are supportive but aren’t up your ass and down your neck #they’re just people that would raise kind smart independent individuals and im none of the above so i don’t have a good shot as it is #but i still want to be free. i want to die but i want to be free just a little before then #i hate my life. i hate waking up in my bed every day and seeing my bedroom and being in my house. i want it to be over

[mommypieck]

⌗︙・being sukuna's favorite ⸜⸜・

being sukunas favorite in his harem is the biggest honor you could get. as much as you are aware that he fucks someone different every day, you know that at the end of the day, he's gonna come back to you.

"did you stretch that pussy for me?" he asks you, circling your kneeling body on the floor. you're not like the other sluts, he likes you so you can be a little rude.

"yeah, fucked with lots." you reply, smiling cheekily at him. his eyes turn red and he pushes one of his feet in between your legs.

"is that so?" you nod at his question. your hips start to move on his foot, trying to get some relief. if zou were someone else, you would have your head blown off.

"get off my foot." sukuna grits his teeth. he's sure you are joking but he can't help to feel jealousy boiling in his stomach. you lay on the ground in front of him, opening your legs to show him your wet entrance. he's starting to get angry with you know, what made you act this way?

he doesn't waste any time sinking into your tight heat and you suddently feel like you should've stretched yourself for him. he's too big, filling you up to the brim. he's not gentle with your pussy, he's never been and now you made him mad.

"you're still so tight even after so many people fucking you." he jokes, making you giggle. you have to tease him so he doesn't know how easy he can break you.

"i get tighter just for you,king." the nickname makes him moan. he makes everyone call him king but it just sounds sweeter from your lips. he stops his moments to look you deep in the eyes.

"i fuck you good, i breed you every day and i make sure your mouth is fucked. are you really sleeping with other people?"

you smirk at his question. it's funny to see him frustrated because of a stupid joke you made. so many girls claim to be sukuna's favorite but it's certain who's the chosen girl.

"you're my one and only master. now please cum inside me to see how much of your cum i can take."

#jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #sukuna ryoumen smut #sukuna ryoumen x reader #sukuna ryoumen x you #sukuna ryomen smut

[merlinfromberlin]

Downsides of becoming a queer historian you don't realise until you are in waaaaay too deep:

sometimes you have to read an article on "TrAnSvEsTiTeS" that was written by a white straight cis-man in, like, the seventies and it's just a guy who took Freud too seriously and is like: Men wear women's clothing because their mothers were ~homosexuals~ (if you know what I mean) who project on their little boys and their fathers were beta b#ches who let the household be run by a woman and didn't protest.

And all that while doing research for your paper that's due in four days that's about a really cool topic like - in this case the question of whether or not St. Mary/Marinos can be understood as a trans person and it's really fascinating because like, you can definitely read Marinos as a trans man from a modern point of view - even though it's always a curious discussion because obviously we can never know what Marinos would have chosen to call themselves. Except that we literally know that he would have rather been punished severely for fornication and fathering than child than tell people that he had a vagina. Like. As in Marinos told noone, they only found out after his death - so, I don't know what you want me to make with that, but that's not very cis. And that's basically what my essay is about. :D

And then there come the 80s and 90s scholars again and there all like this person is definitely a WOMAN - like, what do you mean, SHE lived her whole life as a male monk in a monastery and rather get expelled than tell people about HER vagina that made it impossible for HER to father a child and never told anyone and people only found out SHE was a WOMAN after HER death? Well Obviously SHE was in denial about HEr Womanhood.

Or- my favourite cishet interpretation of the story: well, obviously that story is written for cis men because St. Mary is a personification of the guilt men have for desiring women the shouldn't and acting on that because you see- she was punished for it and she couldn't have done it but it isn't revealed until after her death so men have stories that make them feel guilty and help them stay on the right path.

But like. Seriously. It's an absolut shit-show.

#history #queer history #queer historian #to save you some googgling: #fornication = sleeping with someone you are not married to #hagiography = fancy word of saying the lifestory of a saint #but really #I am having so much fun with this topic #and I am so grateful to my instructor for letting me write about this because it's actually interesting and I am only in my second semester #and my last paper had to be on exactly what my instructor wanted me to write about #not that I didn't bend that rule a little bit and got rewarded for it #but yeah - this is just so much better #well anyways #this is basically just a new way of procrastinating on my paper that's due on saturday :) #so bye #master of procrastination #I mean at least I kept myself from starting to write a dnd campaign or a whole ass new play instead of a paper #so I call that success #oy almost forgot #if you want to know more feel free to ask me questions I love to talk about this #or look up #cross-dressed saints #and especially Marina the Monk #that's yet another name of the person I am writing about #but the one that usually gets me to the right saint #sorry for spamming tags