Priest getou and nun reader or villager reader....(anything other than the word both isnt acceptable...š”š”š” /j) -šŖ
šŖ ANON I SEE YOU AND YOU RAISE A VALID POINT but please considerā¦ā¦ priest!geto and non-believer!reader.
likeā¦ imagine. you just happen to waltz into a church one day. you donāt believe in god, you arenāt interested in praying, but youāre exploring a new town and the church is pretty and you figure it could be a nice way to burn time.
you enter the building to find that a sermon is taking place. a priest is speaking to the few rows of people listening; itās a fairly small church, but paintings and sculptures and beautiful cathedral glass give it a sense of mystique that youāre drawn to. so you take a seat and halfheartedly listen, not praying like the rest, not singing along to the hymnsā¦ you stick out like a sore thumb, but hey, itās not as if anyone is paying attention.
except someone is, and it happens to be the priest that was holding the sermon just a second ago. the same one you spent most of your time oogling once the paintings started to bore you, because heās so pretty for a priest. beautiful long black hair, amber eyes, sharp facial features, pretty hands ā and the smoothest, silkiest voice youāve heard in your life. like a sun-soaked bundle of lillies.
ā¦ also, his cassock is just a little too tight of a fit to tear your eyes away from.
you stick around a little longer once most people have left, just scrolling on your phone and basking in the quiet, and thatās when he approaches you. he jokingly tells you that itās always obvious when a non-believer enters a place of worship, but heās not mad; only amused. you end up chatting a bit about your beliefs, heās a lot more chill than you expected, andā¦. well. heās just really, really charming.
so maybe you end up coming back the week after. maybe his smile is a bit like a spiderās web. maybe it becomes a kind of routine to speak to him after his sermons; you still donāt sing along to the hymns or spend any time on prayers, and he still finds it funny. maybe once in a while you end up liking a paragraph from the scripture heās reciting, and heās always more than happy to discuss it with you. but mostly youāre there for him. for your chats, for standing outside and badgering him about how contradictory the old testament is while he smokes and listens with an amused grin.
rain hits the ground with a steady rhythm, earthy tobacco floods your veins, spiders by the ceiling weave a web of dew, and his presence is a little more intoxicating than you think is appropriate.
suguru justā¦ isnāt a very orthodox priest. he only believes about a tenth of what the bible says, he has his own view of god, his own thoughts on worship. he smokes. he may or may not occasionally manipulate church-goers into donating money so he can invest in another overpriced painting. you once ask him if there are any bodies in the basement you should know about, and he answers that any self-respecting priest wouldnāt conduct their blood rituals in the basement of their own church. he knows how to pick locks. he tells you once, very quietly, that he doesnāt believe man was created in godās image. thereās a look in his eyes that you donāt comment on.
heās funny. charming. pleasantly suspicious. your conversations are enjoyable for the both of you, and eventually the edges of his cedar eyes begin to crinkle the slightest bit whenever you walk into his field of vision. sometimes he eyes your lips for a little too long, and a honeyed irony seeps into his grin when you call him out on it. he asks you if youāre tempting him on purpose, and you shrug. whatever exists between you remains unspoken.
one day, he tells you that he believes it was god who sent you to him. you furrow your brows and protest with a mutter reminding him of your beliefs, how you believe in free will, how you waltzed into his church out of your own volition. no one elseās.
he only smiles, and flicks the butt of his cigarette. you think he remains unconvinced.
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Both texts, but in particular the Tristan, draw attention to Gaherisās sustained looking at Lamerokās exposed body. What does this gaze signify? It is tempting for modern readers to assume a homoerotic interest on Gaherisās part, but, as Richard Zeikowitz emphasizes, not all gazing by men at men is necessarily erotic. Gaheris and Lamerok mirror one another: each regards the other knight as handsome, valiant and brave, and so, as Zeikowitz suggests, frequently the gazing knight identifies with the object of his gaze ā he wants to be, not to have sex with, the man he is looking at. In his handsomeness and courage, Lamerok is a potential role model for Gaheris, but if Gaheris wants to identify with Lamerok, then he must align himself with the man who is having a sexual relationship with his mother. Gaheris quickly refuses the disturbingly incestuous implications of this, neutralizing the sexual ambiguity of the situation by killing his mother. Both knights are now morally obliged to attack the other because of the queenās sexual behaviour, but the pair, at least in the Folie, are reconciled with one another once the disruptive woman is removed. There could be no clearer example of how speedily the profound, socially dominant bonds between men in chivalry can reassert themselves over a dead female body.
āĀ King Arthurās Enchantresses: Morgan and Her Sisters in Arthurian TraditionĀ by Carolyne Larrington
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Have we talked about the fact that there is an episode of Buffy called bewitched bothered and bewildered that has an underlying themes that may potetially be similar to buck bothered and bewildered??
Especially considering Xander does something dumb and stupid when he gets dumped (getting a spell cast so that Cordelia will get back together with him so he can be the one to dump her)
Xander had up until that episode been somewhat stuck in a loop - the kind of character that hadnāt really had much development up to this point beyond having what I would term as an outdated concept of women and how he should treat them and especially attractive women. The whole thing is the start of the massive character growth arc we see xander go on for the rest of the show - which is kind of similar to Bucks in many ways - belonging, maturity, the search for respect, and his continued search for love.
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i finally got around to reading "Rappaccini's Daughter" by Nathaniel Hawthorne and now i have Dahlia Thoughtsā¢
Rappaccini's Daughter, according to the Ace Attorney wiki, is where the inspiration for Dahlia's last name comes from. I read it with my Fandom Goggles on, and not to get too english class here, but....we're about to get pretty english class
For those of you who haven't read it, it's a gothic short story abt a medical researcher whose experiments with poisonous plants result in his own daughter, Beatrice, becoming poisonous. The man who falls in love with her slowly learns the truth about her nature and struggles to cope with it.
"Am I awake? Have I my senses?" said he to himself. "What is this being? Beautiful shall I call her, or inexpressibly terrible?"
A large portion of our MC's internal narration heavily revolves around the idea of one's appearance vs their nature. He refers to the garden as "an Eden of poisonous flowers". When he shuns Beatrice for what she is, she tells him that even though her exterior is poisonous, her soul is pure.
This is a direct contrast to Dahlia, who Phoenix refers to multiple times as an "angel". And, needless to say, her soul is quite the opposite.
But the one thing the story makes clear about Beatrice is that she is, at the end of the day, a victim of her circumstances - in the same way that Dahlia arguably is as well. The MC's realization of the truth comes like this: he realizes that because Beatrice has been raised in the presence of poison, she has become poisonous herself -> i feel like I don't even need to relate this back to Dahlia at this point, it kind of slaps you in the face.
Beatrice confronts her father, too, and asks why he inflicted this miserable curse on her; but he is adamant that he hasn't done anything wrong.
"Wouldst thou, then, have preferred the condition of a weak woman, exposed to all evil and capable of none?"
He claims it's anything but misery to be as terrible as you are beautiful, to have the power and strength against which no enemy can prevail -> does that not give you big Morgan vibes
At the end, she takes an antidote given to her, believing that it will cure her of her poison - but because she's been so inextricably tied w the poison, there's no curing her anymore.
To Beatrice,--so radically had her earthly part been wrought upon by Rappaccini's skill,--as poison had been life, so the powerful antidote was death
The comparisons to Dahlia are interesting, I think, in that the 'poison' can be used as a metaphor for literally anything else. If we stick with the whole 'you can't escape from your nature and whatever you are raised in the presence of is something you can't separate from yourself anymore', then in a way Dahlia is the exact opposite of Beatrice. One actively fights against and rejects her nature, isolating herself from the entire world, while the other accepts it wholeheartedly. It also can be used to draw further comparisons between Beatrice's father and Morgan: one purposefully molded his daughter to fit his desired image, while the other actively was not involved, but still led to the same end result.
Beatrice's tragedy is that she's aware of her poisonous nature and hates it. She tells Giovanni, her love interest, "I am poisonous! I am deadly! I am like the fatal basilisk that slays with a glance!" She's a prisoner of her father's making, a living weapon who longs for normalcy. Dahlia, on the other hand, embraces her poisonous nature. She uses her charm like a weapon, manipulating everyone around her. There's no longing for normalcy with her; she revels in the chaos she creates.
"Thou hast filled my veins with poison! Thou hast made me as hateful, as ugly, as loathsome and deadly a creature as thyself--a world's wonder of hideous monstrosity!"
And, unwillingly, Beatrice ends up passing on her poisonous nature to Giovanni - and now he's forced to live with this curse. What, then, does that say about Phoenix...?
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