venomous at the end of every single episode he has with boxman
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Venomous, on that other planet, realizing how much he loves and misses Boxman and rushing back to be with him:
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And now, a tiny bit of h/c before we come back to ridiculousness again!
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i truly hope their sleep over poses for when they have intimate conversations continue to be a running gag because i find it absurdly funny and remarkably wholesome
like the pillows suddenly appear. hello. i love them.
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I know everyone cares about the rings
VENOMOUS HAS A PONYTAIL, DONT SLEEP ON THIS
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jeff forgetting to put on his watch as general macnamara in the digital ticket version of tgwdlm and then having to say his ‘sync your timepiece up with mine.’ ‘WEAR A WATCH!!!!’ and ‘time is a precious thread in the fabric of the universe, it deserves its own tool of measurement!’ lines was probably THE funniest mistake that could’ve ever happened
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(( OOC: I have a head canon that Tonks is the only person not disturbed/phased by Azkaban Remus on some level. They meet each other and it’s instantly:
Tonks: Holy shit what happened to your face?!
Tonks: Nice to meet you and all but holy WOW those are some scars, dude.
Remus: *deep sigh*
Sirius: Tonks what the f––
Tonks: YOU ARE SO BADASS-LOOKING. I MEAN LOOK AT THAT. HOLD ON– *turns one of her own eyes yellow* FUCK YEEEAAAH!
Sirius: Jesus Christ Tonks.
I don’t ever see Tonks and post-Azkaban Remus having the relationship they did in canon, for various reasons some of which I’ll keep hidden for now but I really like the idea of them becoming friends, and Tonks having absolutely zero-tolerance for his angsty bullshit. ))
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The Phantom Of The Opera but it’s Professor Hidgens yelling:
“I SAID SING GODDAMMIT!”
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even more reasons voxman is meant to be
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the one thing that unites starkid fans
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hi so I didn't know who to ask but in my psych class we're learning about adolescent psychology, & there was this unit on developing interest in relationships. It went way into detail on how the brain changes during that time, which was interesting, but ofc my gay ass couldn't relate. at the end all it said was 'it's different for homosexuals.' I guess I'm wondering if you know of any way to learn about psychology relating to LGBT people? srsly im thirsty for anything in academia I can relate to
(same psych anon) that was a pretty specific question so I guess like do you have any info or know of any links/ websites/places to learn about lgbt history and lives and stuff like that in an academic way? bc I love school & learning but I’ve always wanted to learn more about myself and people like me, but they never teach that in schools.
Oh my gosh SO MANY THINGS! Okay, so, the psych stuff is pretty outside of my knowledge but I asked my gf (she does the science in this relationship while my gay ass just reads a whole lot of books), and she recommends Helen Fisher and looking at the researchers at the Society for the Scientific Study of Sexuality or the Kinsey Institute, as well as The Sage Encyclopedia of LGBTQ Studies (it’s an online resource a lot of universities subscribe to). But I’d also say that as far as thinking about developmental narratives, LGBTQ memoirs are a great place to start, especially since so many of them go through their own experiences of having to confront this heteronormative, cis-centric narrative that just doesn’t fit them and their lives.
So some good queer history authors are: John D’Emilio (comprehensive, if a bit male-centric), Lillian Faderman (writing all about lesbian history, including more recent history; very well-respected; she’s got some issues in her scholarship that by no means discount it as a whole, but I’m happy to talk more about if you want), Michael Bronski (his Queer History of the United States is really accessible), George Chauncey (it’s just of NYC, but still fun), Estelle B. Freedman, Foucault (though it’s not quite “history,” it’s a kind of history meets theory of regimes of power and how sexuality got tied up in that), Martha Vicinus (I adore her), Valerie Traub (goes all the way back to the early modern period), and so many others who really focus more on niche history, so I won’t list them here. There are some web resources, but I know a lot of them are databases that are subscription-based. I’ll see what I can’t dig up in the next couple of days as far as free websites. I know they exist; it’s just a matter of having the time to look…
Okay, you didn’t specifically say you were interested in literature but bc I taught literature and think it’s a great way to learn about the history of a group, I’m gonna list some anyway and you can feel free to disregard!
Patricia Highsmith, The Price of Salt (or Carol, depends on the year it was printed) – you can also check out the movie! I find the two to be complementary (the book gives you Therese’s POV almost exclusively, whereas the movie shows much more of Carol’s story)
Alison Bechdel, Fun Home is her graphic novel/memoir that’s really excellent, but the comic strip that sort of launched her as a public persona (at least within the lesbian community) was Dykes to Watch Out For, quite a bit of which is available for free online
Henry James, The Bostonians – one of the first recognizable depictions of a queer female character in literature (not really…I’d trouble that as a professor, but that’s how it gets taught in general, and it was one of the first books where even contemporary reviewers were quick to note that there was something “wrong” or “morbid,” which was 19th C. code for what would come to be understood as lesbian sexuality, about Olive Chancellor) – free online, though it’s James at his most….Jamesian, which means it’s not that accessible
The poetry of Emily Dickinson! It’s all free online. There’s a ton of it, though much of it isn’t obviously queer
James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room – gets into bisexual identity in a way a lot of works don’t do; on the sadder side…fair warning
Virginia Woolf! Especially Orlando or Mrs. Dalloway – the former has been called “the longest and most charming love-letter in literature” (to Woolf’s longtime friend and lover, Vita Sackville-West) and deals with the fluidity of gender and time; the latter has quite a few flashbacks to the brief childhood romance of the protagonist and her friend. Both of them are great, but Woolf, as a modernist, can have a writing style that’s difficult to get into at first (for instance, time really isn’t stable or linear, which is something I adore about her, but definitely takes some getting used to). They’re both available free online through Project Gutenberg
Radclyffe Hall, The Well of Loneliness – it’s a classic, in the sense that it’s one of those books people sort of expect you to have read if you do lesbian literature. It’s certainly an interesting story and told well, but it’s not even close to a happy ending and is rather conciliatory to prevailing norms (though even still it was taken to the courts under the obscenity laws) - free online, though!
Sarah Waters – a contemporary novelist who writes almost all historical fiction about queer women! Some of her stories are better known (e.g. Tipping the Velvet), but they’re pretty much all great. Varying degrees of angst, but definitely an accessible read
Maggie Nelson, The Argonauts – sort of experimental in form (it’s fiction with footnotes!); it deals with a lesbian woman coming to terms with her partner’s transition and her own identity during the process
E.M. Forster, Maurice – even though it was first drafted in the 1910s, Forster edited it throughout his life, and, given the subject matter, which was also autobiographical, and the prevailing attitudes at the time, the book was only published posthumously in the 70s
Colette’s Claudine series – it’s long (multi-volume) but sort of a classic – they’re all old enough to be free online, though the English translation is harder to come by
Eileen Myles – lesbian poet and novelist – I’d recommend Inferno but some of her poetry is free online
Rita Mae Brown – Rubyfruit Jungle and Oranges Are not the Only Fruit are both quite good, though, especially the latter deals with religiously-motivated homophobia, so I know at least my girlfriend, who dealt with a lot of that from her family, opted not to read it for her own mental health.
Tony Kushner, Angels in America – this two-part play deals with the AIDS crisis in America – it’s been turned into a TV miniseries, a Broadway play, and a movie, some of which are available online
Really anything by David Sedaris or Augusten Burroughs – both are gay authors who deal a lot with short stories (a ton of memoir/autobiographical stuff) – the former is a bit funnier, but they both have enough sarcasm and dry wit even in dark situations to make them fast reads
Alan Ginsburg’s poetry
Walt Whitman’s poetry (though it can be really fucking racist)
Binyavanga Wainaina, One Day I Will Write About This Place – does deal with issues of sexual abuse as a warning
Anything by Amber Hollibaugh (she writes a lot about class and butch/femme dynamics – quite a bit of her stuff has been scanned and uploaded online)
Michelle Tea – was a slam poet; recovering alcoholic; fantastically funny and talented author and delightful human being if you ever get the chance to meet her or go to one of her readings
Randy Shilts, And the Band Played On – more a work of investigative journalism than anything, the work is a stunning indictment of the indifference of the US government during some of the worst years of the AIDS crisis, but it also provides a good bit of gay history
Terry Galloway Mean Little Deaf Queer – deals with one woman’s experience of losing her hearing and navigating the world and the Deaf and deaf communities as a once-hearing person – she’s sort of acerbic and always funny;
Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex – grapples with intersex identity in a way that’s still far too rare in literature
Theodore Winthrop, Cecil Dreem – just rediscovered about two years ago, this is one of the few pretty happy gay novels from the nineteenth century! Free online!
Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues – pretty clear from the title, but deals with a butch character’s struggles with gender identity (takes T to pass for a while, but then gets alienated from the lesbian community; eventually stops taking T, but still struggles with what that means for her) – Feinberg’s wife made it free online for everyone after Feinberg’s death (the book had a limited print run, which made finding copies both hard and expensive)
Harvey Fierstein, Torch Song Trilogy – trilogy later adapted for film about an effeminate gay man (who also performs as a drag queen) and his life and family
Oscar Wilde – his novels aren’t explicitly gay, but they often dance around it thematically, at least; his heartbreaking letter, De Profundis, which he wrote to his lover while imprisoned for “gross indecency,” is available online
Anything by Dorothy Alison
Audre Lorde, Zami: A New Spelling of My Name - great as a memoir and a cultural history
There’s so many more but this is so my jam I suspect I’ve already rambled too long
If you’re interested in film, here are a few:
Paris Is Burning (a film about drag ball culture in NYC)
Fire – Deepa Mehta (it’s on YouTube in the US)
Boys Don’t Cry – there is a lot of homophobia and transphobia in the film, so it’s definitely one you’ll want to be in the right mindset to watch (I, for one, have only watched it once)
But I’m a Cheerleader – over-the-top mockumentary-esque film that satirizes conversion therapy and the Christian “documentaries” that claimed to showcase their successes (RuPaul is in it as well)
Desert Hearts – one of the earliest films to leave open the possibility of a happy ending for the lesbian couple
Hedwig and the Angry Itch – deals with gender identity and feelings of not belonging (also a fabulous musical)
Philadelphia – about one man’s experience of discrimination while dying of AIDS
There are plenty of lighter films, but I figure these tend to also talk more seriously about some issues as well
I don’t know if anyone but me made it to the end of this post, but there’s also so much fun queer theory out there that I won’t get into here, but I’m always up for giving more recommendations!
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The beginning, where Erik is alone and at his worst and Charles gives him a home.
The ending, where Charles is alone and at his worst and Erik gives him a home.
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i did a meme
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paul: what's your love language?
ted: acts of service, and... food.
emma: food isn’t a love language.
hidgens: no, no, i get what he's saying.
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Thank you, from “Professor” MacroLit
Many years ago, a love of literature suddenly caught fire in me. I was almost finished with my major (advertising), but I started taking literature classes. I was able to make literature my minor, but I thought I wanted more. I entered into a conditional Master’s program for literature, thinking I would try to fast-track my way on to becoming a literature professor.
It didn’t happen. Life happened. Some good, some bad. I’ve been extremely lucky to work in high tech marketing my entire career, but -- as this Tumblr is proof -- my love of literature never went away.
Tonight something occurred to me. As I was scheduling tomorrow’s posts -- something I’ve done every night without fail for 3+ years, and on 99.9% of nights since I started Macro Literature in 2014 -- I realized this is my classroom. I don’t pretend to have or pass on the knowledge of a true literature professor or even an English major, but each photo, quote, discussion, etc. is my own version of a tiny lesson; and there have been 16,091 lessons (posts) to 92,391 students (followers) to date. I’m grateful. I longed to teach because I wanted my love of classic literature to be contagious. In some small way, I’m accomplishing that here. Additionally, I’ve given away over 800 works of classic literature to scores of people in 17 different countries. That number will continue to go up because I have no plans of stopping anytime soon.
So, thank you! Thanks for following, for leaving notes and comments on my posts, for chiming in on discussions and teaching me new perspectives, and for listening to a corny, old “professor” as he realizes he achieved part of his dream. Class dismissed. =)
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Halloween is coming up and I propose to ya’ll this: NURSE VENOMOUS
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everyone except for boxman during the big reveal episode
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i dont have the right words to describe the emotions i felt when the TGWDLM characters came on stage but i flipped shit, essentially
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Warnings: professor!Jisung, student!Reader, spanking, unprotected sex, humiliation, degradation, exhibitionism, orgasm denial etc.
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You knew it was wrong, but you couldn’t help it. Mr. Han Jisung was undoubtedly the hottest professor on campus. After all, he was also the youngest, and that made him the preferred topic of all the female students.
It wasn’t just his looks...no. The man’s cocky attitude, chillness and infuriating smirk did nothing but turn you on even more, to the point where you left the lecture hall with soaking wet panties sticking to your folds.
You tried your best to be a good student in class, answering all his questions and turning every assignment in on time. You wanted to be his favorite student.
It was a Thursday morning, and you watched as your professor kept rambling on and on. Usually you tried your best to be attentive in his class, but he’d taken his blazer off due to the summer heat...and his rolled up shirt sleeves were making you grit your teeth, rubbing your thighs together. You sighed as you doodled in your notebook, sketching him as you daydreamed. Once you were done, you started writing down things you wanted him to do to you...you couldn’t help it. He just looked so hot, made you so horny. It was too hard to concentrate.
“Huh?” You looked up, surprised to see the whole class staring at you. Jisung smirked as he leaned against his desk. ‘‘You didn’t answer my question.”
He shook his head disappointedly, making his way to your desk. You quickly tried to shove your notebook in your bag, but he’d already snatched it out of your hands. Your face turned red, fear and embarrassment swirling in your brain.
“What’s this, now?” He flipped through the book, his eyes widening and smirk growing as he read the dirty thoughts you’d jotted down.
He sighed, going back to his desk and setting your book down on his table. “I’ll need you to stay back today, Y/n.”
As the rest of the class poured out, you nervously waited, playing with your fingers. A girl was twirling her hair as she asked him a question regarding an assignment, giggling flirtatiously. You rolled your eyes when she finally left.
Jisung arranged a few papers on his desk, before slowly turning to you. “Come here, Y/n.”
You gulped, moving closer hesitantly. He sighed, taking your book in his hands. “You’re a good student. You ace all your tests. Why then have you been so distracted lately?”
You didn’t respond.
“And then I see this.” He started flipping through the book, your cheeks reddening as he read out loud.
“I want Mr. Han to bend me over his desk and spank my ass raw.”
You cursed, hiding your face as he continued. “I feel like Mr. Han would be able to ruin me so well. I bet his cock is just as pretty as his arms and his face...” He trailed off, raising an eyebrow at you.
‘Now, I think I’ve figured out just what the cause is for your sudden distraction, hmm?” He smirked, leaning back against his desk. “You’re not the good little girl I thought you were. Do you have anything to say for yourself?”
You shook your head, hanging your head in shame as you heard Jisung hum.
“How do you think we can remedy this situation?” He asked, stroking his chin as he watched you carefully. You meekly looked up, shrugging. He beckoned you over, and you tentatively walked forward, yelping when he grabbed you by the waist, pulling you close to him.
“I think bad girls need to be punished. Don’t you?”
You couldn’t do anything but gasp as his hand drifted under your checkered skirt, gently groping the flesh of your ass as he cocked his head to the side. “Answer me, angel.”
You moaned out as his finger reached between your cheeks, trailing down to your pussy.
“Y-yes...” He frowned, smacking your ass lightly. “Yes, what?”
“Yes, S-sir...” You breathed out. He pressed a kiss to your cheeks. “That’s right. Now be a good girl, and I might think about letting you cum, okay?”
You nodded, brain clouded with arousal. He pulled away, flipping you around on the desk and bending you over it. “I intend to satisfy all your fantasies today, babygirl.”
You whimpered as he lifted your skirt, his eyes greedily running over your ass, before his hand came back down on it. “Count, you dirty slut.”
You whispered a “One,” as he continued smacking your butt, cock growing harder at the sight of your cute little ass growing redder, jiggling with the impact of his palm.
When you got to “Thirteen,” he finally stopped, smoothing his hand over the sore area, leaning down to press kisses to the red flesh. “Good girl.”
He turned you back around, hoisting you up onto his desk. Jisung rubbed your clothed pussy with two fingers as he pressed a kiss to your lips, quickly slipping his tongue in. The two of you made out messily, tongues swirling around each other. He kept stroking you through it all, enjoying the way you moaned into his mouth.
He pulled away, eyes hungrily scanning your chest before opening your shirt hastily, sending buttons flying. He pulled down your bra so your tits could pop out, taking one in his hand as he softly kissed it, licking a stripe to your nipple before he took it into his mouth.
He bit down on one, making eye contact as he did so, loving the way your face had pleasure written all over it.
After he was content sucking on your nipples, he removed your shirt from you completely. He then unhooked your bra as well, leaving you in nothing but your skirt and knee socks.
“So hot, for a little girl…”
“S-sir, I’m only four years younger than you.”
“Shhh little girl, let me play with what’s mine.” He said, returning you to your previous position of being bent over the table, chuckling at your quivering red ass.
“I bet you’re enjoying this, aren’t you? Everything turned out just the way you wanted. You never imagined this would happen when writing down those filthy thoughts of yours, did you?” He pulled down your panties before tucking them into his back pocket.
You shook your head desperately, pussy clenching around nothing when you heard the sound of his pants unzipping. A minute later, you felt his head being pressed to your entrance, sighing in satisfaction as he finally slid into you.
“God, you’re tighter than I thought you would be.”
You couldn’t do anything but moan as he slowly started fucking into you, groaning as you squeezed around him. He landed a smack on your butt before grabbing one cheek, spreading it so that he could go deeper. You were a whimpering mess as he leaned over you to pick the book back up, continuing to read out the immoral things you’d written down. The humiliation combined with the feeling of his cock repeatedly abusing your sweet spot had you near the edge in minutes, clenching as you felt your orgasm approach.
“What a slut. You like being bent over your teacher’s desk like this, hmm? Like the way anyone could walk in at any moment and see what an absolute whore you are for my cock?”
You whined at his words, feeling your high build up.
Suddenly, he pulled out, pressing the tip to your entrance teasingly as he tsked, stroking his cock and cumming all over your pussy lips.
You felt tears prick your eyes at the ruined orgasm, your pussy still desperately throbbing in anticipation. Jisung pulled away, tucking his cock back into his pants.
You straightened up, turning around to express your frustration when he handed you a piece of paper.
“My number and address. See you tonight, my love.” He winked and left, leaving you half-naked in the classroom.
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