The question is what could Zeke possibly be doing that is more important to him than cuddling Caleb in bed
A few options.
1: fell asleep on the couch watching reruns of NCIS
2: sneaking Randy pieces of chicken from the fridge while Caleb was getting ready for bed
3: at Moe's for a bit but is now rapidly changing that
4: is literally cleaning his mouth in the bathroom down the hall to give Caleb a smooch but he's taking too long so now himbos are being 'annoying' about it
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i wanted to know what maeron and kenae looked like in the middle of the story (circa end of act III) and theyre cute honeslty. so many horrors to live through yet
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do. do u think elynas and durin were related somehow. do u think elynas was another rhine creation. do u think that dying in fontaine was the reason the melusines were created vs durin dying in vindagnyr where it was already barren and the ley lines were fucked up. i just think its neat that durins blood revives the frostbearing tree and that the melusines were created literally out of the flesh and blood of elynas. they both died regretting what they had done because they didnt realize they were causing harm. they both thought they were playing. the difference is that elynas is still conscious because he was able to form protection around his organs (which he only did to protect the people entering his remains for research and not to protect himself). durin...........
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the thing is that they're so fascinated by sex, they love sex, they can't imagine a world without sex - they need sex to sell things, they need sex to be part of their personality, they need sex to prove their power - but they hate sex. they are disgusted by it.
sex is the only thing that holds their attention, and it is also the thing that can never be discussed directly.
you can't tell a child the normal names for parts of their body, that's sexual in nature, because the body isn't a body, it's a vessel of sex. it doesn't matter that it's been proven in studies (over and over) that kids need to know the names of their genitals; that they internalize sexual shame at a very young age and know it's 'dirty' to have a body; that it overwhelmingly protects children for them to have the correct words to communicate with. what matters is that they're sexual organs. what matters is that it freaks them out to think about kids having body parts - which only exist in the context of sex.
it's gross to talk about a period or how to check for cancer in a testicle or breast. that is nasty, illicit. there will be no pain meds for harsh medical procedures, just because they feature a cervix.
but they will put out an ad of you scantily-clad. you will sell their cars for them, because you have abs, a body. you will drip sex. you will ooze it, like a goo. like you were put on this planet to secrete wealth into their open palms.
they will hit you with that same palm. it will be disgusting that you like leather or leashes, but they will put their movie characters in leather and latex. it will be wrong of you to want sexual freedom, but they will mark their success in the number of people they bed.
they will crow that it's inappropriate for children so there will be no lessons on how to properly apply a condom, even to teens. it's teaching them the wrong things. no lessons on the diversity of sexual organ growth, none on how to obtain consent properly, none on how to recognize when you feel unsafe in your body. if you are a teenager, you have probably already been sexualized at some point in your life. you will have seen someone also-your-age who is splashed across a tv screen or a magazine or married to someone three times your age. you will watch people pull their hair into pigtails so they look like you. so that they can be sexy because of youth. one of the most common pornography searches involves newly-18 young women. girls. the words "barely legal," a hiss of glass sand over your skin.
barely legal. there are bills in place that will not allow people to feel safe in their own bodies. there are people working so hard to punish any person for having sex in a way that isn't god-fearing and submissive. heteronormative. the sex has to be at their feet, on your knees, your eyes wet. when was the first time you saw another person crying in pornography and thought - okay but for real. she looks super unhappy. later, when you are unhappy, you will close your eyes and ignore the feeling and act the role you have been taught to keep playing. they will punish the sex workers, remove the places they can practice their trade safely. they will then make casual jokes about how they sexually harass their nanny.
and they love sex but they hate that you're having sex. you need to have their ornamental, perfunctory, dispassionate sex. so you can't kiss your girlfriend in the bible belt because it is gross to have sex with someone of the same gender. so you can't get your tubes tied in new england because you might change your mind. so you can't admit you were sexually assaulted because real men don't get hurt, you should be grateful. you cannot handle your own body, you cannot handle the risks involved, let other people decide that for you. you aren't ready yet.
but they need you to have sex because you need to have kids. at 15, you are old enough to parent. you are not old enough to hear the word fuck too many times on television.
they are horrified by sex and they never stop talking about it, thinking about it, making everything unnecessarily preverted. the saying - a thief thinks everyone steals. they stand up at their podiums and they look out at the crowd and they sign a bill into place that makes sexwork even more unsafe and they stand up and smile and sign a bill that makes gender-affirming care illegal and they get up and they shrug their shoulders and write don't say gay and they get up, and they make the world about sex, but this horrible, plastic vision of it that they have. this wretched, emotionless thing that holds so much weight it's staggering. they put their whole spine behind it and they push and they say it's normal!
this horrible world they live in. disgusted and also obsessed.
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okay but imagine being will graham. you've always been kind of socially awkward and weird. your mom left before you were old enough to remember her and your dad was a drunk. you spent your entire childhood hopping from place to place, mostly boatyards and trailer parks. you've never really had any real friends. people find you weird and off-putting and you've decided to enjoy the company of dogs instead. the people who dont find you weird find you useful instead, which is almost worse.
then one day you meet this guy. you dont like him at first, you dont like psychiatrists. they always want to study you. but you slowly realize his interest in you is genuine. he brings you breakfast and makes you laugh. he finds your abilities impressive and sees you as competent and dangerous. he never flinches away from your more violent thoughts and desires. he never makes you feel like a freak. he keeps trying to include you in his world, even though you feel out of place and unworthy. when your job is starting to wear you down and your boss urges you not to quit because you save lives, he says "What about your life? Im your friend, will. i dont care about the lives you save i care about your life." And no one's ever said that to you before. And when everything starts falling apart around you, you go to him because you trust him. You need to trust him.
And when you realize that he has been the one orchestrating your downfall, that he's the one who has been betraying you this whole time, it fucking hurts. and you're angry. you're so fucking angry. and you hate him. because you hate yourself. and you've always hated yourself and you thought maybe he loved you.
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