I don’t know why but I think it would be hilarious to see how Alastor and Lucifer would react to a reporter asking about their relationship in ur fic, since they would need to keep their facade and such.
Lucifer probably teaching Alastor how to act, since he has ‘more experience’ in romance, while Alastor reminds him that he has been dumped two times and doesn’t trust a single thing. That mental image is so priceless 😆😆
Also imagine a reporter going like “everyone in hell want to know who tops in bed?”, and lucifer almost proud goes “ofc it’s me”, meanwhile Alastor ace ass is confused as hell, cause he isn’t familiar with the term, but feels offended nonetheless lmao
Meanwhile vox is crying and eating ice cream in bed
Yes, Vox is watching this and he is crying, sobbing, on the floor.
Hehehehe Lucifer is going to have his work cut out for him in the fic, though. He's got more experience than Alastor does, and knows how to at least come off as being in a typical, allosexual relationship.
Alastor is sitting there, zoning out, because hhhhhhhhhh why does this require more effort than he thought it would.
Alastor: Let's pretend to be in a relationship
Alastor when he actually has to pretend to be in a relationship:
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is it gay to collect lots of lore on your new girlfriend, make it into a binder, and then hide it under your shared bed where she will absolutely never find it???
Vaggie: "Charlie? Uh, quick cleaning question."
Charlie: "Hmmmm yeah??"
Vaggie: "So I was looking under the bed-"
Charlie: "Under the b-" (LEAPS across the room) "-NO WAIT LEMME DO THA-"
Vaggie: "-and there's this binder, with my name on it."
Charlie: "AHH!!"
Vaggie: "In your handwriting?"
Charlie: "AAHHHH!!!!"
Vaggie: "It's about the size and thickness of a telephone book-"
Charlie: "AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH....!!!!"
Vaggie: "Babe. Do I wanna know."
Charlie: "IT'S NOTHING CREEPY OR WEIRD I SWEAR!!!!!"
Vaggie: "... that honestly just makes it weirder. What's even left?"
Charlie: "Normal stuff! Just, normal everyday Vaggie-related observations! In alphabetical order. And. Cross filed by category and sub grouping, for quick reference."
Vaggie: "..."
Vaggie: "You've made a reference book on me."
Charlie: "Okay, now when you say it like THAT it sounds WEIRD!"
Vaggie: "Any, uh, particular reason you're doing this?"
Charlie: "My brain likes knowing things about you. I mean, I like knowing things about you."
Vaggie: "What... kinda things?"
Charlie: "Can I see the binder? Thanks." (pages through) "Ah-hem. Things Vaggie doesn't like! Not having wings, back pain, back pain from not having wings anymore, people being rude to me, not stabbing people who're being maybe a bit rude even though she really wants to, leaving her spear at home on dates so she doesn't stab people with it, stuff being messy even though she tries to hide how grumpy it makes her when I don't fold the towels up again, guitarists, swords, angels, any mention of heaven-"
Vaggie: (sweating) "H-how 'bout some examples from another category, sweetie?"
Charlie: "Right! Ummm- okay. Things Vaggie likes! High places! Backrubs- especially after she's slept wrong again because we cuddled the wrong way during the night oops- the way her hair looks now it's growing out long! Long gloves and thigh high stockings! Cleaning! Doing stuff together- like tidying up our room! Buying me binders so I can keep my notes together instead of stacking them piles in our room! Threatening people! Threatening people specifically with-"
Charlie: (growling) "Her. Spear."
Vaggie: "What?"
Charlie: "Nothing!" (goes back to smiling) "Holding hands!- with me. Snuggling!- with me. Kisses!- again specifically with me. Staring up at the light of heaven from high places-!"
Vaggie: "And you."
Charlie: "-and me! ...And me?"
Vaggie: "I like staring at you, too."
Charlie: "....."
Charlie: "Can you- hold on just ONE moment I- I need to make a note and, for that I need a glitter pen..."
Vaggie: "You're writing all this down in glitter pen?"
Charlie: "I want it to be cute! Like you!!!"
Vaggie: "And I kinda wanna kiss you."
Charlie: "You- because of the, weird non-creepy binder thing??"
Vaggie: "Yep."
Charlie: "....Noted!!!" (snaps binder SHUT) "I can totally make the actual notes later though, you know, if you want to do the kissing thing right now inste- Mmf!"
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Once you start looking, you see queer presentism everywhere. It pops up when politicians espouse our “unprecedented” ability to love who we love, and when recent book bans are said to “roll back the clock” on LGBTQ+ rights, implying that clocks tick continually toward progress. It manifests in Oscar Wilde hagiography, which elevates him to the status of singular queer martyr and extrapolates an epochal paradigm from his 1895 trials. It seeps into our everyday speech, in our references to “forbidden love” and our use of the term “Victorian” to imply prudish homophobia. It both stems from and structures the editorial projects that publishers pursue, giving rise to catalogues like the NYRB Classics, where the oldest work tagged LGBTQ+ is Colette’s The Pure and the Impure (1932) — as if nothing queer was written before.
The truth is that there’s a world of queer writing that predates Colette, volumes of manuscript and books that aren’t so much products of historical suppression as they are suppressed by today’s “it’s gotten better” mindset. This is convenient for a culture industry in search of the sui generis and always eager to pat itself on the back for its own enlightenment. But the almost total neglect, outside the academy, of the queer literary archive is a shame, and not only because it propagates factual errors. In limiting our horizons for understanding how our predecessors lived, loved, and wrote, we end up narrowing our own vistas. When we apply the repressive hypothesis, we’re actually repressing ourselves.
Colton Valentine, “Against Queer Presentism | How the Book World Neglects the Archive,” The Drift, October 25, 2022.
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