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honestlydarkprincess · 20 days

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A week after he’d been there to tell Maddie, Buck found himself once again at the Buckley-Han residence. Although he knew that she wouldn’t, a part of him hoped that Maddie would have told Chimney so he didn’t have to. But alas, here he was. Buck had already come out to three people so he was feeling a lot more sure of himself. He had however taken the bisexual pride pin Hen had given him and put it in his pocket for good luck. He felt around for it and turned it over with his fingers while he waited for Maddie or Chimney to answer the door.

Chimney swung the door open, a wide smile on his face. “Buckaroo! Just in time, you can settle this argument for me.”

“Oh, um, if you’re having an argument I’ll come back later,” Buck said, putting his hands up. “I don’t want to get in the middle of anything.”

“Not a real argument,” Maddie called from inside the house. “Chim’s just being ridiculous.”

Chimney scoffed, stuffing a gummy worm into his mouth and making Buck realize that he had a handful of them. “Come on in, Buck, we were just having a little movie night until your sister started spouting nonsense.”

Buck stepped into the house, his shoulders relaxing at the sound of Maddie’s laughter. It never failed to soothe him, knowing his big sister was there and that she was happy. “Where’s Jee?”

“She’s with Mrs. Lee for the night, she wanted some grandma time,” Maddie replied, patting the seat next to her on the couch. “Come sit. What’s up?”

Buck took a seat next to her and Chimney sat down on the armchair, munching on his gummy worms. “I, uh, came to talk to Chim,” Buck said, giving Maddie a meaningful look. Understanding dawned on her and she glanced at Chim who was looking at Buck with open curiosity.

“What’s up, Buck?” Chimney asked. “Why do you look so nervous?”

“Uh, well, you see— wait, you said you were having an argument?” Buck stalled.

“Yeah!” Chimney exclaimed, letting himself get distracted. “Maddie said that Henry Cavill isn’t attractive! I said that everyone thinks he’s attractive. You’re the deciding vote.”

Buck snorted. “Of course he’s attractive, I don’t have to be bi to know that.” He flushed when he realized what he’d said. “Uh, I mean— well actually, that’s kind of what I came to tell you, Chim.”

Chimney’s brows drew together. “That you find Henry Cavill attractive? Not that I’m not happy to see you man, but that could have been a text.”

“N-no,” Buck shook his head, biting his lip. “That I’m— I’m bi.”

“Oh,” Chimney looked surprised.

“When you said I made you my basketball beard, you weren’t exactly wrong,” Buck rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “I, uh, yeah.”

Chimney grinned. “I knew I was a beard,” He crowed. “It’s not the first time I’ve been one, you get a sense about these things. Anyway, good for you, Buckaroo. Who’s the lucky man?”

“Uh, well, Tommy actually,” Buck flushed a brighter pink, a small smile playing on his lips. “He kissed me and we went out on a date. We’re, uh, taking things slow.”

“Oh, I’m surprised it’s not Ed—” Chimney was cut off from saying anything else when Maddie cleared her throat loudly. He looked at her and she shook her head slightly. Chimney pasted a bright smile on his face. “I’m happy for you, Buck. Congratulations.”

Buck gave them a confused look, but ultimately decided not to question it. He wasn’t sure he was ready to hear the answer. “Thank you,” He said, ducking his head. “I should get going. I’ll leave you two to your movie night.”

The three of them stood up and Maddie gave him a huge hug before passing him off to Chimney who hugged him just as tightly. “I’m proud of you, brother. Thank you for telling me,” Chimney said softly.

Buck’s breathing hitched and he squeezed Chim back. They pulled apart and Buck gave them both a happy nod before he headed out, humming a cheerful tune under his breath. That had gone well.

Now he just had to tell Eddie.

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cha-melodius · 7 months

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Oh my goodness, I've just seen your fic festival request post and am excited to sneak in to participate before it closes. I love your writing and your stories so very much!

My prompt suggestion is... firstprince in Edinburgh, Scotland... in particular, the Edinburgh pride parade (if I may be so oddly specific). AU welcome, canon welcome, makeouts welcome, ahem.

Thank you and good luck wrangling everyone's prompts!

(Firstly, I have to say I love your url and your profile pic! Secondly, this is heavier on the Pride and lighter on the Edinburgh as far as the details go, but I hope it delights. Inspired in part by a tweet shared on tumblr; rated M for dick jokes. Happy Bisexual Awareness Week!)

Something To Be Proud Of

(firstprince, 3.3k, M; read it below or on AO3) read all the fandom fest fics

Henry stares at the carbon copy of the email in his inbox and wills time to go backwards. Just a few minutes, that’s all he needs. Enough time to go back and keep autocorrect from transforming whatever he’d typed after ‘he’ in his pronouns after his name into… that.

Thank you so much for all your help. Together we can make this a truly exceptional Edinburgh Pride. Regards, Henry Fox (he/hung Sent from Outlook for iOS.

How had he not seen it before he hit send on an email going out to every volunteer on their mailing list? How had he not noticed?

Maybe no one else would notice either. No one looks at email signatures that closely, right?

~~~~~

Ok, he’s not delusional enough to think that no one noticed. He had, however, naively believed that everyone would recognise it for what it was and politely ignore his gaff. He gets away scot free for a few days, and then, at the end of an email sent by a volunteer that is mostly as expected, he sees:

Best, Alex (he/him) PS: not sure I did the pronouns right. Does ‘Pride’ over here include being proud of your big dick?

It’s a damned good thing that he wasn’t taking a sip of his tea at the time, or he might be wearing it instead. Once he’s finished choking on nothing and perhaps isn’t quite the colour of a tomato (oh, who is he kidding, of course he still is), Henry professionally answers Alex’s questions about the schedule for the day of the march. He pauses before the sign off, wondering if he should acknowledge the flub or pretend it never happened. In the end, he writes:

Regards, Henry (he/him) PS: Your pronouns look correct to me, but they are, of course, your choice.

He only checks the email about ten times before he sends it. Hopefully, that should be the end of it.

~~~~~

It’s not.

Apparently, Alex has more questions. Apparently the law firm he works for is one of this year’s sponsors and is interested in potentially running a free legal clinic associated with the festival. A noble endeavour, which Henry is only too happy to assist with. He makes a mental note to look into logistics with Kate, the event’s chair, and continues reading. Finding out that Alex is apparently mature enough to be a lawyer lulls him into a false sense of security, though. At the tail of the email, he finds:

PS: regardless of the size of your dick, I’m impressed by the balls it takes to not acknowledge the typo. Then again, maybe it wasn’t? PPS: I’m trying out new pronouns. How do you think (daddy/sir) would go over?

Henry does spit his tea all over his phone this time.

He doesn’t email Alex back right away, but that’s because he has to wait to hear back from Kate. It has nothing to do with the fact that the prospect of dragging this interaction out longer is both horrifying and vaguely thrilling. Henry has noticed that he uses Americanised spellings in his text, which seems to fit with his general demeanour. It piques Henry’s curiosity, even though the thought of actually having to face Alex in person still makes him flush automatically. Eventually he gets an email from Kate that includes additional questions for the firm, as well as telling him that he can pass it off to someone in sponsor coordination. He is, after all, just the volunteer coordinator for the march. This need not involve him.

He still emails Alex back with the questions. And:

PS: Although I support your creativity, I am concerned those pronouns may not be appreciated in a professional setting such as, for instance, a court of law. Just a thought. However, I do suspect they might be rather popular at Pride.

~~~~~

They keep on exchanging emails, even though Henry should have sent Alex’s contact info to sponsor coordination ages ago, even though it becomes clear that Alex is not the one who will be ultimately responsible for the clinic either. On every one, there is a postscript in which Alex makes some kind of joke about the size of Henry’s dick.

do you have to get all your pants specially made with extra room in the crotch

do you have to check your dick as luggage when you fly

have you ever used it as a tripod

is your dick in another time zone

do you call your dick Sir Richard because it’s that prominent

In turn, Henry responds as dryly as possible, which only seems to encourage him. Oddly for someone who is volunteering at the event, Alex seems to have a lot of questions about Pride itself, as though this is the first one he’s attending on any continent. They exchange emails almost right up to the day of the march itself, but if they do taper off, Henry is too busy to notice. Coordinating volunteers for something as big as Edinburgh Pride is intense, and the days tick by before he even knows it.

He’s standing off to the side at the volunteer check-in tent on the morning of the march, going over some last minute logistics with one of his staff, when a voice carries over the hubbub, deep and rich with an out-of-place American accent.

“Sorry, but I was hoping… is Henry here?”

Henry straightens up and turns toward the voice only to find perhaps the most stunning man he’s ever seen standing at the front table. Dark, curly hair, a sharp jaw, big brown eyes with the longest eyelashes Henry has ever seen— he’s actually impossibly beautiful. Unbelievable, really. As is the fact that he’s asking for Henry.

“Hello,” Henry says as he walks over to the front. “How can I help you?”

The man’s eyes snap over to him, and he very clearly looks Henry up and down and swears, “Jesus fuck,” under his breath. Then his eyes come back up to Henry’s face, and he swallows. “You’re not Scottish.”

Henry cocks an eyebrow at him. “Neither are you.”

“Yeah, sorry. I just— need to adjust what you sound like in my head,” he says nonsensically. “I’m Alex?”

Oh.

Oh, Christ.

Henry should have known, because how many other Americans could there be volunteering at Edinburgh Pride? That reality does nothing to help him cope with the situation presented before him, though, in which this is the man who’s been teasing him about the size of his dick for the last month.

“I, uh,” he says eloquently as he tries to pull himself together. There are far too many people standing around watching this exchange. “Hello. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. Did your firm get everything sorted with the clinic?”

“Oh,” Alex says, blinking. “Yeah, thanks. Look, I’m sure you’re busy, but I have something for you?”

It kind of comes out as a question, and he’s scratching the back of his head uncertainly, so even though Henry has no idea what’s coming, he nods. Then Alex reaches into his pocket, fishes out something small and round, and places it on the table between them.

It’s a button. A pronoun button, not unlike the one Henry’s already wearing, but instead it reads: he/hung.

Henry’s eyes snap up to find Alex grinning at him with the kind of mischief that Henry honestly should have expected from him sparkling in his eye. “Wanted to make sure you were prepared,” he says with a little one-shouldered shrug. “I’ll see you around, I guess.”

Then he takes his volunteer t-shirt and saunters off—and Christ those jeans are ridiculously tight and doing everything for his arse—leaving Henry gawping after him. A moment later, one of his regular volunteers, Robin, bustles by, catches sight of the button, and lets out a sound that can only be described as a cackle.

“My god, it’s perfect,” they say. “Did he really make this for you?”

Henry can only sigh, dragging a hand over his face. “It appears so. Robin, can you do me a favour?”

“Make sure you’re working the same stations all day?” they surmise. Henry doesn��t need to look to imagine the knowing grin on their face.

Henry wants to say no. Just because Henry’s already managed to combine the affection engendered by their previous email conversations with Alex’s stunning good looks into a powerfully intoxicating cocktail of a crush—well, that’s on Henry and his poor decision-making.

Instead, he says: “Yes, exactly that.”

~~~~~ ~~~~~

Alex had only signed up to volunteer at Pride on a whim. He’s always complaining that he doesn’t know anyone in Edinburgh outside of his coworkers, and one such coworker—someone that he could safely call a friend—suggested that getting involved in the festival would be a good way to meet people. Alex had tried to explain that he wasn’t actually queer, but she’d just given him an odd look and told him that allies were welcome at Pride too. It had felt a little weird signing up despite her assurances, but also kind of good. He was finally going get out there and have a life beyond his job.

He certainly hadn’t expected to strike up a prolonged email exchange with the volunteer coordinator, Henry. He also doesn’t really know why he kept finding excuses to send him new messages, except for Henry’s responses to Alex’s stupid jokes made Alex imagine him rolling his eyes and trying not to laugh, which only egged Alex on further. It was fun. That’s all.

Nothing about any of this made him prepared to show up to the volunteer check-in tent today and be plunged directly into a sexuality crisis. But that seems to be exactly what’s currently happening now that he’s been confronted by quite possibly the hottest man he’s ever seen. Alex doesn’t even get it because it’s not like he hasn’t been able to objectively appreciate attractive men before, and blond hair and blue eyes have historically never really done it for him. Even if they are combined with swooping cheekbones, and broad shoulders, and obscenely full, pink lips.

All he knows is that as much as this doesn’t make sense, it also suddenly does. Why he’d felt drawn to sign up in the first place. Why he spent the last month reading about the history of Pride in Edinburgh and around the world. Why he’d gone on a deep dive doing research about different sexualities, brushing it off as wanting to be informed before meeting new people.

Why he was so obsessed with Henry’s dick.

Jesus fuck.

He thinks he manages to hold a short conversation. Somehow he even gives Henry the custom button he brought as a joke, smiling the whole time like he’s not moment’s away from dropping to his knees. He flees the table safe in the knowledge that Henry will likely be too busy coordinating stuff all day and Alex probably won’t see him again. That confidence is shattered when, not even an hour later, Henry shows up at the station Alex is supposed to be working. He’s even wearing the joke button, under his regular pronoun button and next to a little rainbow flag pin. Alex is going to die.

“Oh hey,” Alex says in a reasonable facsimile of nonchalance. “Did you need me for something?”

“Not exactly,” Henry replies. “I’ll be working this station too.”

Yeah, Alex is definitely not going to make it through the day.

~~~~~

It actually turns out to be not as bad as he feared, despite how Henry’s volunteer t-shirt is probably a size too small (never mind that in the context of everyone else at Pride he looks downright conservative) and Alex keeps getting caught staring at his shoulders or his back or his waist. Henry keeps on giving him weird looks at the beginning, probably because he’s expecting Alex to be cracking crude jokes. Too bad Alex is way too wound up in his own head to think of anything at all.

They’re pretty busy all day, but they do get a chance to chat occasionally, mostly small talk stuff about jobs and how they both ended up in Edinburgh. Henry is there for grad school, apparently, and has been volunteering for Pride since he moved out from under his grandmother’s restrictive shadow. In turn, Alex tells him about applying for the law job on a whim, desperate to set himself apart from his parents, and how much he likes Edinburgh (despite the weather). As the day stretches on and the streets fill up, Alex feels himself relaxing into his skin again, undeniably enjoying the festivities as well as Henry’s company.

See, the other thing he never, ever expected is how good it feels to be here. All the people around him loudly comfortable in themselves, and the color and glitter and celebration— it’s amazing, but it’s not just that he’s watching other people be happy. There’s a kind of ecstatic joy that bubbles up inside him at the fact that he’s part of it, one that he feels down to his bones. A sense of belonging that he’s never really experienced before, and that, more than anything else, makes him more certain of his newfound revelation.

Straight people probably don’t feel like this at Pride.

At the end of the day, he’s helping pack up the main volunteer tent when he comes across a table full of pins depicting different pride flags. He dimly remembers seeing them when he’d checked in and thinking that none of them applied to him. Now, he stares down at them and bites his lower lip uncertainly.

“There’s a box for those under the table,” Henry tells him from across the tent, misinterpreting his hesitation.

“Oh, yeah, thanks,” Alex says, and Henry’s already turning back to whatever he’s doing when he manages to continue, “Hey, can I— um, can I take one of these?”

Henry stops, his brow creasing as he tips his head slightly. “Of course. That’s what they’re there for.”

“Right, thanks,” Alex says with a tight smile.

He puts his hand out, hesitates, then picks up one with pink, purple, and blue stripes. Stares down at it for another moment before he realizes he’s probably being weird and he’s pretty sure Henry is still watching him. He swallows hard, then pins it to his shirt next to his pronoun button.

No one jumps out to call him out for being an impostor. Henry offers him a careful smile, then turns back to his work like he knows Alex needs a moment to himself. He lets his fingers rub over the surface of the pin, feeling the little enamel ridges, and something settles under his skin, like an itch he hadn’t even been aware of until it was gone.

He feels almost normal by the time Henry walks up to him once they’re finished and everything is packed away in someone’s car.

“Thanks so much for your help today,” Henry says.

“It was my pleasure,” Alex replies, and means it more than he can say. “I’m really glad I decided to sign up.”

“I realize you may very well be tired of my face at this point, but if you don’t already have plans, I was wondering if you’d like to go get a drink?”

Alex would like to make a joke about how it might be literally impossible to get tired of Henry’s face, but at this point he’d probably fuck up and confess his undying love for a guy he just met. “Sounds great,” he says instead, looking around at where a few of the other volunteers are lingering nearby. “Do y’all usually all go out together afterward?”

Henry coughs slightly and glances down at the ground for a few seconds as his cheeks turn faintly pink. “Well yes, a group of them usually do. But I was actually asking if you wanted to go out with me,” he says. “Just the two of us.”

“Oh,” Alex breathes as his stomach decides to do a backflip. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

Spending all day volunteering with Henry was fun. Going on a date with Henry, being the sole focus of his attention, is intoxicating. Alex feels like he could sit here all night listening to Henry talk about his research on queer history, although that’s far from the only thing they talk about. As the night wears on and the pub slowly empties, Alex is buzzing with a few drinks and the euphoria of really clicking with someone, already wondering when would be too soon to ask Henry out again.

Henry shifts slightly so his legs press against Alex’s where they’re tangled together under the table—have been for several hours, actually. He’s playing with the stirrer in his empty glass, and a little teasing smirk sneaks onto his lips as he looks up at Alex.

“So you made me a custom pronoun button but forgot your own?”

“Ah, you know,” Alex replies with a shit-eating grin and a one-shouldered shrug, “thought it would be too distracting, what with how everyone would be hitting on me all day.”

Henry hums thoughtfully, biting back a wider smile. “If you wanted to avoid that, you probably should have chosen some looser trousers.”

“That’s fair. I suppose you had to go for the room in yours.” Alex pauses a beat. “You know, on account of the size of your dick.”

That makes Henry actually laugh and shake his head fondly. “I was waiting all day for that.”

“Sorry to disappoint,” Alex says, chuckling along with him. It does feel like he owes Henry something of an explanation of why he was so weird all day. He looks down and licks his lips. “Can I confess something?”

“Of course,” Henry answers with a small, encouraging smile.

“A friend of mine suggested I volunteer for this because I wanted to meet people. Make new friends. But until today I actually thought I was… mostly straight?” Alex admits, trying not to wince as he stares fixedly into his empty glass. “Being part of this made me realize why I always felt a little like I wasn’t my whole self. So I was… kind of going through it a bit today.” He pauses, then adds, “Also you’re so ridiculously fucking hot that you kind of melted my brain.”

Henry laughs again, but it’s softer this time. Gentle. Alex kind of wants to sink into the sound. Henry’s cheeks are slightly pink as he extends a hand across the table, and Alex doesn’t hesitate before he slides his hand into Henry’s and links their fingers together.

“I’m glad to hear that, Alex,” Henry says. “I mean, the feeling like your whole self part. Not the brain melting part,” he adds, and Alex can’t help but laugh with him.

Henry doesn’t let go of his hand as they walk outside, and once they’re alone on the sidewalk he uses it to pull Alex close. He puts a hand on Alex’s hip and Alex has to tip his head up to look at him, and it’s a lot but he’s also pretty sure he’s never wanted anything more than to feel Henry’s lips pressed against his.

“I have a confession too,” Henry murmurs as he stares down into Alex’s eyes.

“Yeah?”

“I’ve been dreaming of kissing you since the very first moment I saw you.”

Alex lets one corner of his mouth tug upwards. “What’s stopping you, baby?”

“Christ, Alex,” Henry breathes, looking momentarily overwhelmed, but then he’s pressing his lips to Alex’s, and Alex feels his blood sing. It’s brief and chaste and leaves him aching for more, but then Henry looks down at him with heavy lidded eyes and asks, “Given your recent personal revelations, would it be terribly forward of me to ask you back to my place?”

“Ask away, sweetheart,” Alex replies, then he reaches up to touch the side of the ridiculous he/hung button that Henry is still wearing for some reason. “I wanna find out how accurate this button is.”

(It doesn’t take long for him to find out that the answer is: extremely.)

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asha-mage · 3 months

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Lesbian Rand AU?

[Send me a potential AU and I'll answer with five things from that story!]

Oh boy, here we go-

A lot depends on the setup. A big part of Rand's character is reckoning with the failures of his past life and the foundation of a lot the interesting ways Jordan interrogates the gender binary is built on the idea that those mistakes are a remix of Paradise Lost/The Fall. LTT is at both at once Eve and Lucifer. Eve in that he acts without the consent or permission of his other half (Latra Posae Decume- the Adam of this version) and runs of on his own in defiance of her will. Lucifier in that in his pride, he believes he can match or surpass the Creator, by attempting to Seal the Bore with only saidin. As a result, paradise is lost- the AoL is destroyed in the breaking by LTT's sin, an entire Age results where all men take the blame to a greater or lesser extent, for the original sin of one man. Of course, Jordan isn't just running with this premise as simple fact- he's interrogating the idea of original sin, salvation, and redemption and raising inherent and complicating questions. Does it make a difference that LTT's intentions where pure and genuine? That he didn't know and couldn't have predicted the consequences of his actions? How does Rand suffering for LTT's do any justice to those who suffered and died in the Breaking? Is chasing the splendor of an Age that could shatter so even a worthwhile endeavor, or should the focus be on building letting go of the past and building something new? Does that mean forgetting and forgiving and is that fair?

All this to say is that, I think for a Lesbian Rand AU to work the story would probably need a reversed gender dynamic to the one that is present in the books- which I don't know that I could ever write both because it would veer very uncomfortably close to the most misogynistic elements of our own historical societies, and probably have to exceed them in brutality to work (something I'm not very good at, since a lot of my world building energy is usually directed at reshaping and re interpenetrating those historical societies through more queer and equitable lenses), and because a lot of what I connect to in Rand's story has a lot to do with the specifically queer male reading of it. That said if I could or would do that, I think it could also work very effectively as a queer female reading in the same thematic ways.

Rand and male channelers in general in the WoT verse already full fill a lot of the tropes commonly associated with medieval witches- individuals tainted by otherworldly power that is poorly understood and inherently transgressive to the gender roles of their society, as well as threat to the established social order (to put it mildly). It's not hard to translate that to a theoretically tainted saidar and the feelings of a resulting broken world onto a theoretical female Dragon. Rand in this context fulfills a pretty familiar role- Joan of Arc, Himiko of Yamatai, Elizabeth Woodvile, etc- savior and hero to some, witch and monster to others.

My brain of course goes to female Mat to be Rand's love interest in this AU- trickster and guile heroine. Mat's specific brand is easy to imagine transcending into a female character in a strict patriarchy, both because Mat's role in the series is already pretty gender transgressive (as befits a trickster shapeshifting archetype), and because it's easy to imagine again that simmering homoerotic temptation Mat and Rand's relationship inherently invokes, but gender flipped: Mat representing a liberation a refusal of the traditional gender roles that Rand can't quite decide if she truly wants or only wants because she was raised to want them. Rand specifically being homosexual rather then my bisexual head canon means that, I would probably air on the side of it being compulsory heterosexuality/heteronormativity- and genuinely wanting the life of adventure and liberty offered by Mat's promises of running away together.

I could also see Min (again as her Gender Weird makes her surprisingly easy to translate into a traditional patriarchy without loosing core elements of her character) as Rand's love interest- again in largely the same role as the series. Someone who Rand could just be....herself around, who couldn't overawed or terrified or brow beaten into seeing a monster, but rather just a person- a woman sacred and overwhelmed and being crushed by the expectations of a savior, and all the fears of being a monster. Conversely I don't know that either Avihenda or Elayne's relationships would still function the same- not without flipping their genders as well which defeats the idea of the premise. A few extra thoughts (since 1 and 2 are basically just big disclaimers)-

While I find the idea of Lesbian Rand having to learn from Short Gay Ball of Anger Uncle Moiraine very funny conceptually (Moiraine is already a pretty strong riff of mentor characters like Obi Wan and Gandfalf, but genderflipped, and I find the idea flipping that back but keeping the more unique aspects of Moiraine's character to be interesting), I also can't help but find the idea of Moiraine as an older, slightly rattled/mad, female wilder Moiraine with the same motivation as in the series just as intriguing as a mentor figure to Lesbian Rand. It would give the entire series a very different vibe, but that's just a natural outcome of the premise as well. I once said Moiraine is a woman who, if she had be born into a patriarchy would have easily been burned as a witch- but the truth is, the idea of Moiraine as a witch to clever to burn, a witch who is surviving the curse of her power, and struggling to see the savior who may yet be able to reverse that curse and save their world...their is an Appeal There.

It's scary conversely, how easy it is to fit the Aes Sedai in general into a gender flipped Randland, and I think speaks to how effectively Jordan wrote them and their institutionally flaws. Mired in traditions, secure in their power, comfortable in ordering the world to their will- a mix between the Catholic Church and an order of magi, angry and resistant to reform and change that alters the base of their power, presided over by ancient and yet ageless cabals of entrenched elders. The scene, easily one of my favorites, in the series, in Fal Dara, is almost sickeningly easy to imagine with the genders flipped- a young woman still bright eye and scarred of what she is and what she is capable of, with three thousand years of tales of women going mad from power, declaring themselves the Dragon falsely in greed and lust for power and leaving the world to suffer for it, walking into a a room with three ancient wizards who tell her that this is her fate, to be this messiah and destroyer both, it hits sharply and exactly the right way.

Again, I don't know that I would do it, and I find what Jordan is doing with gender and sexuality already int he Wot Books inherently more interesting and....less....I don't know sticky? But it's a fun thought exercise.

#WoT #Wheel of time #WoT fanfic #AU Ask Game #WoT Book Spoilers #AMOL Spoilers #Rand al'thor #min farshaw #mat cauthon #cauthor #randmin #moiraine damodred #cw: sexism #cw: misogyny #discussed anyways #I'm a littttttle hesitant to post this one #As I am very much Not A Woman so it's hard for me to speak to this idea/experience #But it was a exercise that got me thinking pretty heavily and helped me articulate some of my complex thoughts #about the way Jordan writes gender #again I don't know that I could ever write as violently a patriarchal world as this au would necessitate #I struggle just to write in the HoTD world sometimes #but again I think it shows the strength of the world Jordan created that a lot of the core store would survive if you flipped the genders #and in some ways it would be...a lot more familiar to us and our sensibilities #which of course is why is why I think it shines the way it's written #anyways enough rambling

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glittter-vamp · 9 months

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CHAPTER 9

Joe Burrow x Bisexual OC.

Warnings: 18+MDNI. Mention Of Death & Grief. Emotional Intimacy pretty much at 100 and smut-ish themes. Homophobia. Angsty yet Fluffy. Pretty heavy chapter overall.

Word Count: 3.4k

"Thank you for shopping with us, have a great day!" Val smiles at a customer that was in the store while handing them their shopping bag. It was Sunday which she usually didn't come in for but Elsa had went a little too hard at the Pride parade the day prior and Dani was off. So, it was just her and Kade in the store today making things happen.

"Almost time to close, what a weekend!" Kade sighs moving a box of hangers.

"It was pretty crazy, I guess since we closed yesterday for the parade people came today instead." Val says organizing a rack of shirts.

"I'm so glad I'm off for the next two days, I'm drinking a whole bottle of wine by myself tonight to destress." Kade lets out a breath.

"You and me both." Val smiles. Them two make it through the last work hour with only one other customer coming in. Cleaning up quickly, they make it out of the store by 4:50 and in their cars to go home. Since it was Sunday evening the traffic wasn't so bad but living in a city meant it was still there regardless. As Val drove home she got a call from Joe. She had talked to him here and there, all through text after that argument they had.

"Hello?" Val answers on the car Bluetooth.

"Hey...are you out of work?" Joe asks.

"I am. Why?" Val asks wondering why.

"Would you mind stopping by the house today? Something came for you at the house." Joe says sounding just as confused as she was hearing that.

"Uh, what do you mean something came for me...to your house? I've never your given address for anything to anyone." Val questions.

"I'm just confused as you about it are but it's addressed to you, it's a letter." He says.

"Does it seems like junk mail or something? That's so weird..." She asks as she drives.

"No, it's hand written from within the state. Say's its from someone named Sabrina Farley." Joe responds back, Val's heart dropping hearing that.

"Are you sure!?" Val asks trying to remain her cool.

"That's what it says, I can drop it off during the week if you're busy--

"No, I'll come get it now. I'm in the car driving anyway." Val says.

"Alright, you can let your self in. I have to rest up my leg. My knee has been feeling weird." Joe says.

"Do you need anything?" Val asks.

"Nah I'm good, but thanks. I appreciate that." Joe yawns. They hang up soon after and Val makes her way to Joe's.

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Pulling up to his house she parks in the driveway and lets her self in like he told her too. She could hear the tv, Joe was of course was watching some alien documentary like usual. Walking to the living room she see's Joe laying on his couch icing his knee.

"So, what'd you do to your knee?" Val speaks up startling Joe and making her laugh.

"I didn't hear you come in... but I think I went to hard in the gym yesterday." He shrugs looking at his leg,

"Better chill before everyone gets on your ass or you injure yourself again." Val shakes her head.

"I know..." Joe sighs.

"So about the letter?" Val asks awkwardly.

"Oh yeah, here!" Joe reaches over and grabs the letter that was sitting beside the remote.

"Here you go, I didn't open it or anything." He says handing her the white envelope. Val reads the name and she starts to feel uneasy about it.

"I really have no idea how this person got your address. I'm real sorry this came here, that's super invasive." Val bites her lip looking at Joe.

"It's alright. Do you know who that person is though?" Joe asks and she nods yes.

"My older sister. Since I cut off contact from the family , they haven't had my number or address except for the twins who I actually haven't heard from in months." Val shakes her head.

"Do you think it's something serious?" Joe asks sitting up, intrigued by what that letter held.

"Must be if they sent it to your house and not mine, my store or any of my other friends houses." Val says ripping the letter open.

Val starts reading the letter which was starting off first by apologizing being sent to Joe's house but that they couldn't find her address anywhere online and was scared that if it got sent to the store it would end up in someone else's business mailbox instead. Which Val found very weird but she continued reading. As she read the next line her heart sunk and felt her eyes water.

"I hate to inform you that dad has been involved in a car accident two weeks prior from when I'm writing this. He doesn't seem to be progressing at all, therefore mom is going to make the hard decision to take him off life support tomorrow. Though, we felt the need to tell you, we ask that you do not come to the funereal nor contact any of us. We've seen you in the tabloids and still don't approve of your life choices and out of respect to god, the church, the family and most importantly dad it's best if you don't come. We don't need any shameful people around us during this hard time or someone to take the attention away from dad."

"Val...Hey, Hey...what's going on? Breathe." Joe says to her as he runs up to her and catches her as she falls to her knees at the news she just read. Val lets out a sob as Joe tries to console her and get her seated on the couch. Not being able to barely breathe let alone talk, she hands the letter to Joe and he reads it keeping one hand on Val and rubbing her back as she cries.

"I'm so sorry Val. This is isn't the way they should've told you." Joe says hugging her tight and kiss her head as she cries.

"I probably already missed his funeral since this was sent a week ago. Why would they do that?" She sniffles shaking her head.

"If you did, that's entirely their fault. They know what they were doing sending this letter, they could of called, sent this to your actual house or business or even gone to your store in person...instead they sent it to my house not even knowing if it would get to you two weeks after your fathers accident in which they didn't contact you. This was malicious on their part, you did nothing wrong." Joe says feeling nothing but anger over this situation for Val. He couldn't believe they would treat her this way but it became clear why Val separated herself from them.

"I-I should go home. I'm sorry for breaking down like this here. I should of opened that letter at home or something." Val says quickly getting up and wiping her tears, desperately trying to get herself together.

"What?! No--Val, you're not driving while you're emotions are hitting you like this. You're still processing this." Joe says shaking his head and Val sighs.

"I just know things aren't okay between us and going through this here--

"That's not important right now, what's important is that you stay here and not get behind the wheel while you're crying. I'm going to get you water, please just stay here and take a breath." Joe says sitting her down again and she just nods beginning to cry again. Val didn't couldn't believe that letter. Still processing everything from her fathers accident to him being taken off life support to her family asking her not to come to the funeral because of who she was was just something she couldn't believe but hurt like hell. It proved that she was yet not healed from her past with her family.

"Here." Joe says coming back with a water bottle. Val takes it and takes a few sips.

"Is there anything I can do?" Joe asks sitting next to her.

"Get me a time machine so I could tell my parents not to have me and spare everyone the disappointment that I am." Val sighs wiping her tears.

"Don't say that. Just because they have a problem with who you are doesn't mean you don't have people around you that love and support you. Plus, you've basically built your own family, you have the girls, Mateo, Kade and Elsa...Me and my family." Joe says hesitating on that last part.

"I don't even know how your family views me right now so I wouldn't count them in there." Val shakes her head.

" They haven't said anything to me about it so...well my mom obviously asked about what was going on cause she knows we're together but she didn't comment on anything else. My dad is never one to get into my personal relationships so..." Joe shakes his head.

"Still doesn't mean anything." Val mutters.

"Why don't I draw you a nice bath? I'll go pick up some food in the meantime while you soak." Joe says patting her knee.

"You don't have to do that." Val shakes her head.

"You need it, c'mon." Joe slowly pulls Val off the couch and they make their way upstairs letting the letter on the couch.

"You still have clothes in your drawer, I haven't touched them." Joe says softly as they enter his room.

"Thanks." Val sniffles heading over to where she always kept her clothes.

Joe headed to the bathroom and filled up the tub for her while she chose some clothes. Her mind was having a million different thoughts about what's happened. Though she was heartbroken over the news of her dad she was also incredibly angry at how it was handled. She couldn't stand the way her family has treated her since she came out in college. Val makes her way to the bathroom where Joe was making sure the water was a perfect temperature and the tub was getting filled up.

"You can get in while it fills it takes a bit, did you need anything else? I haven't restocked on your wine but I can get you something else..." Joe asks as Val set her clothes down on the counter.

"I think this moment calls for one of your vodka tonics." Val smiles.

"Woah...I haven't heard those words since you opened up Pixies." Joe says making her chuckle.

"I know it's a dangerous thing to say but I really need it." Val sighs.

"You're wish is my command." Joe smiles leaving the bathroom. Val undresses and realizes she still has the markings from Summer on her body. Shaking her head and setting that aside she steps into the warm bath that smelled like lavender. Val feels herself relax into the semi filled tub and soon enough Joe comes back with her drink.

"Here." Joe smiles handing her the drink.

"Thanks." She smiles back taking a sip of the ridiculously strong drink.

"Jeez, did you put any club soda in that?" Val shudders as the liquor runs through her body and sort of gives her a shock.

"You knew what you were asking for. I put a lot of ice so just let it water down a bit." Joe says squatting down to her level and turning the water off for her. There wasn't many bubbles in the tub so Val saw Joe's eyes lingering on her body thought the soapy water.

"What did you want to eat?" Joe asks clearing his throat.

"It's Sunday evening so everything closes pretty early...whatever is open is fine. No healthy stuff though, I need good savory comfort food."

"I'll be back, call me if anything. Make yourself at home." Joe says giving Val a gentle kiss on the head before leaving. It felt nice for Val to have Joe there for her. This was one of the things she couldn't complain about when it came to him. He was always there for Val when she needed him the most with no questions asked. Relaxing in the hot bath and downing the drink she eventually gets out and takes a quick shower being one of those people that can't just take a bath first.

After her shower, drying off and draining the tub, she gets dressed and heads downstairs taking the glass that was now empty. As she washed her cup, Joe comes in with the bags of food.

"So I got us sushi, and I stopped to get us ice cream. Hope that's okay!" Joe says smiling at Val.

"That sounds really great. Thank you." Val smiles back.

"We can put on a movie or whatever you want." Joe says setting the bags down to put the ice cream in the freezer.

"Sure." Val nods. She grabs water for them both from the fridge and make their way to the living room.

"So, what do you want to watch?" Joe asks after they settle on the couch with the food.

"Um, something funny I guess." she shrugs taking a bite of the spicy shrimp tempura roll. Joe turns on Superbad.

"I saw that you went the pride parade, how was that?" Joe asks failing miserably to use his chopsticks like usual making val laugh.

"It was fun. Everyone had a goodtime." Val nods.

"I saw that Summer went...you guys were posting on instagram" Joe says. Val knew she was going hear something about about her come from Joe eventually.

"She was." Val says nods eyeing Joe. The last thing she wanted right now was to get in an argument with Joe about Summer again after what she just learned. Her emotions were way to high right now for that and she knew it.

"Is she...at least making you happy?" He asks softly and Val sighs.

"Joe, I really don't need this right now." Val rolls her eyes.

"I'm not mad or trying to start anything. I just want to know she's at least treating you right given your history with her and having your own complaints with me" Joe says, he seemed genuine.

"We only messed around once after that fight we had, we're not dating though and she's been fine to me. No drama. There, happy?" Val answers truthfully.

"Very." Joe smirks which annoyed Val.

"How about you? Any girls you've brought back here and shown them what a night with America's QB heartthrob is like?" Val asks trying to annoy him.

"Nope. Those nights are reserved for you." Joe smirks.

"and Sofia the baddie ig model." Val nods popping another piece of sushi into her mouth pretending she didn't see Joe's annoyed face when she said that.

"Okay...maybe I see how asking about Summer and throwing her in your face could be annoying." Joe says making Val snort.

"But, since we're on the topic of girls and I still have my list of questions of you..." Joe trails off, Val sighing preparing for what's about to come out of his mouth next.

"Is it true that you guys can last for hours during sex? How is that even possible? How come you don't last with me that long?" Joe asks making Val almost choke on her food.

"We technically can...but it's courtesy of the strap and we take breaks and then go back and forth through the night until we can't anymore and...I have no problem lasting that long but you on the other hand..." Val sips her drink and Joe looks in complete shock.

"If that's the case...why the hell are you dating men? Let alone me." Joe mutters that last part.

"Because that's how bisexuality works, I like all genders...and what do you mean let alone you? You're the only guy I've been with that actually gives a fuck about getting me off every time we have sex." Val snorts.

"Do you have one?" Joe asks as he eats.

"A what?" She asks confused.

"A...strap or whatever it is you guys call it." Joe clears his throat which made Val laugh at his awkwardness.

"I think... I have my harness somewhere at my condo, as for the toy itself...I have to get a new one." Val nods.

"I saw that they had strapless ones." Joe nods and Val does a double take towards him hearing that.

"Have you...been researching lesbian stuff!?" Val says rather loudly and clearly embarrassing Joe seeing his face turn a light shade of pink.

"And by researching I know it's just porn." Val teases him.

"No. I've actually been on educational websites for your information. I was wondering about the stereotypes. " Joe defends himself. Val thought it was actually very cute that Joe was educating himself about stuff. Most men would just ask when the threesome was happening and call it day.

"Can I ask if you have a preference? Like do you prefer having sex with women or more with men?" Joe asks.

"Overall, I say that I wouldn't. But there's certain things that I appreciate about both that's different." Val admits.

"Like what?"

"Well with girls I like the softness of it, the foreplay is usually on another level and the after care is really nice too. Plus there's a different sense of comfortability with women knowing they have the same parts as I do and know how are bodies are naturally. Also it's a plus that they're more on top of stuff like their status and there's no risk of pregnancy. " Val says and Joe nods.

"And with men?" Joe asks seeming to be nervous to ask about it.

"Well, my prior experiences with men were all college guys so I'm not gonna go there but with you specifically... I like how strong you are with me and assertive you are. Also getting to actually...feel you inside me is something I can only experience with women to a certain extent. Plus moans from any gender are hot but the list goes on for both, I just like what I like. There's really no competition here, we at least between you and any other woman because I've heard of plenty hook up stories from Gen with guys" Val shrugs making Joe chuckle.

"Thank you for talking to me about this stuff...I know it's weird of me to ask this stuff." Joe says sheepishly.

"Like I said before, if it's in good faith and you're being genuine...I don't have anything to hide. I appreciate you being respectful about it and not with stereotypical things like other guys would probably do." Val smiles.

They both finish their meal and start paying attention to the movie that was already a good chunk through it. They eat their ice creams after finishing the dinner, Val still thinking of her dad and family, still figuring out how to navigate this situation from here.

"You can take my room... I'll sleep in the guest room. Give you some space." Joe says as they clean up the mess of food in the living room and take it to the trash in the kitchen.

"Oh you don't have to." Val shakes her head.

"It's not up for discussion, I'll finish up here. You should go get some rest." Joe smiles and Val just nods. Even though it wasn't even 9PM yet, she did feel exhausted after the news she had received today.

"Thanks, I'll uh see you in the morning...goodnight." Val says giving Joe a small smile which eh returns.

"Goodnight."

Val head upstairs grabbing her phone and goes into Joe's room. She uses the bathroom quickly and gets into the comfortable bed when there was a small knock on the door as it opened.

"Thought you'd like some water." Joe says bringing her a water bottle and setting it on the nightstand. Val thanks him and he goes to leave when she grabs his hand and stops him in his tracks.

"Stay...please." She says softly and Joe gives her a look of sadness and pity before he gently nods.

"Let me just turn off the hall light." He says squeezing her hand. Val nods letting go of him. Coming back into the room, Joe this time around doesn't say anything about Val being on his side of the bed and just turns off the light and gets in bed next to her. Val cuddles up to him inhaling his familiar comforting scent that she loved so much and Joe places a few kisses on her head as he slowly and gently rubs her back as she lets sleep take over, feeling fully comforted and cared for by the person who has her heart.

A/N: That was heavy chapter! But BF Joe showed up 👀

#joe burrow imagine #joe burrow fanfiction #joe burrow fic #joe burrow fan fic #joe burrow x oc #joe burrow series #joe burrow angst #joe burrow oneshot

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frecklystars · 4 days

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As Barbie's girlfriend, can you settle the discourse on whether she's bisexual or aromantic or lesbian? I've seen so many takes.

"As Barbie's girlfriend" oh baby that means EVERYTHING TO ME. I am so honored, I'M Barbie's girlfriend?? 😳💘💘💘 the absolute love of my life... she's Barbie she's EVERYTHING and she's also My Girlfriend. So sorry to Ken Carson, but I am WINNING here.

Is there really discourse?? 😭 There shouldn't be! She's Barbie and it's just a movie. I am not the Official Person to ask for any "hey I think THIS is canon" but here's my personal headcanon just for fun:

My answer changes depending on the day and how I'm feeling. As someone who is a sapphic bisexual (possibly a lesbian if I really take the time to think about it but HAHA I won't spiral over THAT today, don't need an existential crisis right now, NO TIME FOR THAT), I might also be on the aromantic spectrum (or I might not be. it could just be the 'tism.), but I know for a fact I am asexual. SO, as a... my god what would you call me, an aroace WLW? I see Barbie as any of these things.

She -- and every single doll in BarbieLand -- is canonically asexual (expressed by Margot Robbie in multiple interviews). Now, she says it's "because they don't have reproductive organs", and we know this changes for Barbie at the end of the film. So, is she magically no longer asexual because of that logic? Who knows. You can be asexual but that's quite a spectrum. I am asexual but sex neutral, meaning I have zero sexual attraction but I am willing to sleep with my romantic partner if they desire it, and if I'm in the right headspace to do the work (since it's literally just All Work for me and not Feeling), and hey, maybe Barbie is asexual but sex neutral. Or sex repulsed. Or sex positive. Who knows!! When it comes to fiction, I feel 100% safe and comfortable exploring sexual feelings for my F/Os @beach-him-off-until-he-kens with art, fics, daydreaming, etc. Asexuality is a spectrum. Maybe Barbie is demisexual! Maybe she's ace! Or maybe when she's human, she isn't anymore. Who knows!!!

I can see Barbie as a lesbian because she had a male-identifying (I'm sorry if that's the incorrect phrase; feel free to correct me on that) doll quite literally CREATED to BE her love interest, that she had zero interest for (in the 2023 movie ofc, other iterations however are entirely a different story) but she was soooo loving with her girls, her Barbies. She could just be best friends with Barbies without any romantic attraction whatsoever, of course, but I remember a Margot/Ryan interview where Margot said "if Barbie were on a dating app, she'd have to be VERY CLEAR that her partner NEEDS to be okay with the fact that she needs her girls!! She loves her girls and NEEDS her girls nights" and yeah you could interpret that as "she's just best friends with girls" but as a queer person, I read it as queer. The lesbian-colored shirt Gloria was wearing, too... oh, honey, that cannot be a coincidence, there's no way they didn't know those were the lesbian pride colors. This movie was made with a few openly queer people (i.e. Ncuti Gatwa, Scott Evans, Hari Nef), for queer people, and possibly even by a few queer people. I would not rule out the possibility of Barbie being a lesbian.

I remember another Margot/Ryan interview where someone asked "people believe Barbie and Ken are queer, do you think that's true, can you confirm that" and of course they cannot just outright be Renee Rapp and say "YEAH MY CHARACTER IS 100% A LESBIAN" because these people have had media training SLDFJSDLFSDF. But I remember Margot and Greta have both said that BarbieLand is inclusive for queer people and they want EVERYONE to feel welcome there, that any dolls being queer there wouldn't be seen as "abnormal" like it is in our world, because BarbieLand is just... dolls. They don't face homophobia or transphobia or racism the way that we do in the real world, they don't even have a concept of that, they are quite literally not built for it. Somebody else can absolutely phrase this so much better than I can, but I hope what I'm saying makes even just a little bit of sense.

So anyway to answer your question, I personally see Barbie as a lesbian asexual, possibly somewhere on the aro spectrum, like a demiromantic ace lesbian, but I am open to her being literally anything at all. My answer changes every so often! Some days, I see her as a biromantic asexual, because who says she'd only be attracted to women just because she wasn't attracted to Ken? She could be attracted to any gender, and Ken just might not be her cup of tea, y'know? Some days I see her as aromantic asexual. Some days I just say she's WLW/queer and it doesn't have to be deeper than that. After all, she's Barbie, she's Everything, and Barbie Can Be Anything™.

#anonymous #asks #im so happy you asked me this. thank you i LOVE talking about barbie #and also. BARBIE'S GF!!!! i will think about that all damn day #💕♫♪ ♡ You're the pink in my cheeks 🎀🌸✨♡#love notes #barbie

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ingravinoveritas · 10 months

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AMY GEORGIA’S LATEST POST OF BTS STAGED. THAT PHOTO OF DAVID AND MICHAEL SITTING, UNCLE MICHAEL??!!!!

Well, this was a hell of a way to start a Wednesday. Haha. Yes indeed, I have seen the pictures in question, and there is much to discuss. First, here's a link for folks who haven't seen it, but I'll also post the relevant pictures here so we have the visual:

There's obviously a lot going on here, but Anon #2, let me first say that I cackled at your mention of "bisexual sitting," because I had exactly the same thought. What I really love is that both David and Michael are sitting bisexually, but in completely different ways. Truly a blessing for us all in the last few days of Pride Month. (Also, I think "accidental gif" is referring to the fact that Georgia probably thought she was taking a picture but had the camera on video mode instead. Thus, an accidental gif once the video got into the hands of the fandom.)

What I need to say before anything else is that all of this--Staged 3, and the BTS pictures--hits very differently now that we know Michael and David have [REDACTED]. This touches on a larger discussion that I am hoping to have in a separate analysis post for Staged 3, but they filmed [REDACTED] for GO 2 prior to filming Staged 3, which now makes me look at everything we've gotten related to S3 through a very different lens.

But yes, there are a lot of choices happening here. Georgia's post focuses specifically and clearly on Michael or Michael/David. As you said, Anon #3, the post immediately got a slew of likes and engagement, and Georgia being smart/savvy with Insta most likely engineered it for that purpose. Yet what stands out (as was pointed out above) is that there is not a single picture of Anna in the post.

I think when we talk about what AL is posting (such as the baby picture, which is here for those who haven't seen it) versus what Georgia is posting lately, we really have to look at what AL isn't posting, which is something you mentioned, Anon #3. The Staged BTS pictures AL has posted are all recycled--either the black and white one of her with Myrtle, the screenshot of the scene with her and Michael in the car (at least three times, at last count), and then this reshared group picture, which is cringey on so many different levels:

(Why is AL sitting like that? Why is Michael sitting closer to/looks more comfortable with Lucy than her? I have so many questions...)

But what AL has noticeably not posted is pictures of David. Now, that could be because of what you said, Anon #3--that she knows he and Michael together will draw attention away from her (and I have another Anon waiting to be answered that touches on this in more depth, which I will answer soon). It could also be because, as I've written about previously on my blog, AL and David do not get along because of Michael's strong connection with David and how he is so much on the receiving end of Michael's passionate attention. It could also be for another reason, one I've had a few folks DMing me about, wondering if maybe there is some kind of agreement in place where--for whatever reason--AL does not have permission to post pictures of David. We already know he's not a fan of social media and Georgia has permission and (supposedly) clears everything she posts of him beforehand, but it would not surprise me if the same privilege is not extended to Anna. And it would explain the lack of BTS pictures from her--along with her absence from seemingly multiple scenes/places where Georgia was present.

Of course, Georgia was a producer on S3, so that absolutely could explain why we have photos from her of Michael and David in the scene where they were interviewed, or of the David/Michael pile up that she was in in the conference room scene (pic #2, which was interestingly cropped so that we couldn't see too much), and why AL wasn't there.

And then there's the third picture. "Uncle Michael" (and doesn't that make your heart ache?). There's a part of me that wonders if this was almost a deliberate phrasing, because in decades past when same-sex couples could not live openly, if a man had a male partner, he was often referred to as "Uncle [Name]," as a euphemism to hide the true nature of the relationship (even though everyone likely already knew). Georgia has already called Michael David's "other wife," however, so this just seems like an extension/affirmation of what has been previously said. But where, then, is "Aunt Anna"? To me, her omission is almost less surprising, because I have felt that Georgia has been slowly distancing herself from AL for some time now (commenting on AL's head shot, for example--something professional, to do with the business--but ignoring/not commenting on AL's birthday post for Mabli).

It's just glaringly noticeable at this point, and it is definitely making me wonder what all of this--the BTS pics from Staged 3, and the soon-to-be-released second season of Good Omens--is leading to. I know I could certainly be reading too much into it, but every post from Georgia has felt like it is building up to something, and I'm incredibly curious to find out what. I suppose for now, though, we'll just have to wait and see (sorry/not sorry. Haha).

So yes, those are my thoughts on today's new BTS pics. I have a ton of other Anons to answer (now past 700, which is crazy), so there will be lots more to discuss about all the recent happenings soon. Thanks for writing in, Anons! x

#anonymous #phantomstars24 #reply post #michael sheen #welsh seduction machine #david tennant #soft scottish hipster gigolo #georgia tennant #staged 3 #or 'brokeback mount him' which is what i am referring to staged as from here on out #behind the scenes #'uncle michael' i'm--#truth disguised as a joke #this is giving all the 'other wife' vibes tbh #high profile friendship #low profile lovers #curiouser and curiouser #discourse

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poisonivysource · 2 years

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hello!! i'm new to comics and i have a question that i'm scared to ask on twitter lol... i always see people fight about ivy's sexuality. about if she is bi or lesbian and i don't know which is true? i'm so confused😭

hi there. short answer: she's unlabeled sapphic in most iterations and canonically bisexual in some—namely hqtas and poison ivy thorns

if you'd like a longer and more detailed answer, read below the cut

harley quinn the animated series

in this universe — which consists of the show itself and spin-off comics (written by tee franklin) — ivy is canonically bisexual.

she dated a guy named dan back in college, used to hook up with selina, was engaged to kiteman, and is currently dating harley.

poison ivy: thorns (2021)

this is a young adult graphic novel written by kody keplinger and illustrated by sara kipin. it was released as part of dc's celebratory line of pride books last year. in this universe, ivy is confirmed bisexual

(source)

jimmy palmiotti and amanda conner

i often see people bring this up

and i have to point out that neither jimmy nor amanda ever specified that ivy is bi. they didn't label her sexuality. what they did say was this

"but google says..."

i've seen a number of people use this as "proof" recently and again, not valid. that is a fandom wiki that just about anyone can edit and write anything they please. i checked to see if the person in question provided any references i may not be aware of and unfortunately they didn't. they only mention the existence of a "pride cover featuring poison ivy with the lesbian flag" and apparently they're talking about the kris anka variant for harley quinn #4 that was released last year

the color scheme can be misleading for sure. i don't know if anka did it intentionally or not, but i do know for a fact that he's normally not shy about attaching a pride flag aesthetic to a character. a solid example is his work on marvel's runaways, which has karolina dean (canon lesbian) and nico minoru (canon bisexual)

so if he intended for that to be the lesbian flag, on a cover for the harley quinn run that features both harley and ivy, i believe he would've definitely found a way to center the flag colors on ivy alone. but, again, i can't possibly claim to know exactly what went on through his head, so, at the end of the day, make of it what you will, i suppose

meanwhile... (still on the topic of dc pride covers)

jen bartel opted for a bi color scheme for both of her harlivy variants, very much on purpose.

now onto why her sexuality is such a hot topic for debate despite everything mentioned above. ivy has been portrayed as a misandrist more often than not. she never pursues romantic or sexual relationships with men without an ulterior motive—they are always a means to an end. with women, it's different. the connection is genuine, the feelings are real. her main love interest in the main continuity of the comics and almost every alternate universe, is harley. and whenever she happens to get a different love interest, it's a woman (see this post) even the casual hook-ups are with women (e.g. catwoman lonely city #3 and poison ivy #4)

and so, of course, none of this invalidates the possibility of her being bisexual. because misandry and bisexuality are not mutually exclusive, and her aversion to men stems from past traumatic experiences and the abuse she suffered at the hands of jason woodrue. but, at the same time, a case can just as easily be made that she is lesbian-coded. either way: she loves women. the end. 💚

#✿#asks

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necrolexic0n · 1 year

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Currently rebrowsing through your epic art and a very stupid thought came into my mind that you’ve probably answered before.

When it comes to EdgyMcEdgelord what are your favorite headcanons n whatnot from your epic self and many others in the fandom even if it’s not from tumblr..?

List everything if you wish :)

WELL!

if i talked about my favorite headcanons i would just be blabbing ab my interpretation of Edge so that i will do

all blabbing is under the cut!!! carefully curated headcanons for the soul

- definitely an fps game kinda guy. takes major pride in his quick reflexes and good aim.

- not the greatest at communication, of course. he puts himself down before he can get half a sentence out when he’s too embarrassed or nervous.

- plenty of scars. scratches and chips, especially on his ribcage and hands. he picks at his fingers, slowly grinding away at the bone, in the same way someone would pick at the hangnails on a finger.

- still has 1HP, but is getting up there in levels. due to the trauma he’s endured and the anomaly fucking up the timelines, his HP never really changes; his attack, however….better watch it around this guy.

- how he lost his tooth? ask him and he’ll threaten you. ask me? think he uh..”fell” down and now he’s “sans” a tooth LOL….but uh, seeing how his au is? that’s probably not the case, the poor dear…

- he’s actually a huge softie. quite cuddly! he’ll never admit it but he does enjoy soft, loving touches to his face. he’d rub his cheekbone in his lover’s hand like a dog wanting pets. yer not supposed to know that though.

- he also snores. a lot. most of the time it’s a bit quiet, but if he’s laying in the wrong position, i doubt you’ll be getting much sleep that night, heh.

- while he’s still short sporting a solid 5’1, he makes up for it in width. he’s a pretty decently sized monster!

- his eye lights are red! they’re a bit of a dark, dim red. but his eye for magic is a striking crimson. it flashes between red and yellow!

- isn’t THAT much of a sleaze but he enjoys sex jokes as much as the next frat boy.

- he is not a frat boy.

- i promise.

- besties with Classic! they’re bbfs! best bros forever.

- he doesn’t hate his brother. they don’t hate each other. sure, they get on each other’s nerves like all siblings do, maybe worse on some days, but they definitely don’t hate each other.

- there’s a small crack on his face leading from his gold tooth!

- DEFINITELY a jewelry guy. gold chain, gold rings, big fan.

- would never attack an innocent. not even for the gold or EXP. not only is he too lazy, but deep down he still has some hope in his soul. he would never really hurt let alone kill anyone unless absolutely necessary.

- his attacks are stronger, yes, but he isn’t as tactical as Classic. he tends to tire out a bit quicker, but his attacks are harder to dodge.

- likes dark humor and puns, but knock knock jokes are his favorite.

- enjoys a good mustard but prefers it on the sweeter side. that’s a secret though.

- his time spent in the lab was less with numbers and more the actual physical engineering part. he’s a hands-on learner and hobbyist! will occasionally tinker with something when he’s bored.

- dc comics lover. hands down. likes batman a normal amount (lying).

- bisexual, demi-romantic. you’ve gotta be REAL special to catch his eye. anyone would think he’s completely aromantic, even himself, but once ya get him started…hoo boy.

- has an impressive body count both on the battlefield and in the bedroom but uh…that’s not really a surprise, is it?

- prefers a private life. he would be a gaming streamer but have toby fox levels of privacy. guess that makes this post pretty redundant lol

- likes cars! but likes motorcycles more. the cars interest was passed to his brother.

- he loves dogs!! especially big dogs. any big scary dog. st. bernard, doberman, pitbull, great danes, you name it. he knows the secret of the biggest dogs being the sweetest.

- for his human design he has a few piercings and tattoos. he would have them if he could get them for sure!

- does boxing when he’s angry, helps blow off steam. he does it more for the purpose of enjoyment when on the surface.

- this man LOVES donuts. i don’t understand his obsession. he just really likes them.

- will fuck up a burger retired spider-man style.

- definitely still an asshole. standoffish to anyone he doesn’t know. he’s an asshole to the people he cares about too, just in a loving way. he’ll call you stupid and roughhouse but is still careful with you regardless.

- cigar smoker fs

- doesn’t remember resets all that well but definitely knows their happening

- moderate to severe insomnia

- bro found a console in the waterfall dump heap and made it work. has like two games on it.

- doesn’t cuss as much as people think. a casual sentence enhancer user. nothing too wild but he has a..large arsenal of swears. you might catch one in spanish if ya pay close enough attention.

#i love this guy to bits and he’s so fun to draw n talk about #just a lil guy. goober of a man #i wanna add even more but i could do that later akdhfksh #utmv #undertale #undertale au #underfell #underfell sans #headcanons #cw suggestive #//suggestive hhh

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stillwinchester · 2 years

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Pride Parade Ficlet

"It's June," says Sam. Dean gives him a quick glance, but he goes back to cleaning his weapon right away.

“So?”

“It's a pride month.” Oh, yeah, Sam acts like it's obvious, but Dean still feels fresh in it. Of course, he knew he was bisexual for years, but for the first time in his life, he stopped being afraid of being himself. He allowed himself to tell loud who he really is.

“Oh, yeah, I heard about it before. The answer is no.”

“But I didn't even ask you anything!” protests Sam.

“But you wanted to.” Dean points at him with his finger. “I'm not going anywhere. Maybe it's fun for kids, but not for me. I'm too old for this crap, whatever it is.”

“Dean, it's the first time since...” Sam tries to convince him, but Dean interrupts his speech.

“Since what? Since I'm banging a dude? I didn't know my sexual life is so interesting to you. Do you wanna hear what we do in bedroom? So, after we took our clothes off...”

“Okay, enough, I get it! Enough.” Sam surrenders, raising his hands. “I just wanted to let you know at the end of this week will be a pride parade here in Lebanon. That's all.”

“Yeah, thanks, I'll pass...” Dean shrugs and focuses on a weapon again.

Dean completely forgets about their conversation, until Sam shows up in the kitchen a few days later.

“We're leaving,” he announces.

“Where?”

“Pride parade?” he answers a question with a question.

Dean shakes his head. No way, he won't do this, why Sam is so stubborn? It's not even his business!

“I'm not going anywhere!”

“I know, I was talking about me and Cas.”

“Cas? He's your boyfriend now, or what?” says Dean sarcastic. He doesn't like the idea Sam engaged Cas into this shit. And he did all of this behind his back, not telling him even a word! And why the hell didn't Cas even mention that?

“I'm going with him as a support.”

“Oh, you're such a good ally...”

“Oh, shut up!”

They would argue longer if Cas didn't interrupt them, entering the kitchen.

“Hello, Dean,” he says with a smile.

“What happened with your tie?!” shouts Dean, confused. Cas is wearing his usual outfit; white shirt, black jacket and trench coat, but the blue tie was change for the rainbow one.

“Sam bought it to me. Do you like it?”

“That's ridiculous.”

Dean rolls his eyes. He can't believe his angel fall into this stupid pride parade, they both are above that, they don't need to expose themselves like that...

“I'll wait for you outside,” says Sam, eventually, trying to escape from awkward conversation.

“I assume, you're not coming,” whispers Cas, it's not hard to make that conclusion after his very tough reaction.

“Of course not. I don't need to tell everybody that I'm not straight. I'm surprised you're going there.”

“It's a part of human life, I want to experience that...” he says with sadness in his voice, and Dean knows he should've not been such an asshole about that. “There will be pie.”

“Oh, you really think that pie could convince me for doing some shit?”

“No, of course not... I just... I'll bring you some.” Cas comes closer, puts his hand on Dean's arm and kisses him on the top of his head. “We should come back for a few hours.”

Cas turns around to leave, but Dean grabs his wrist gently.

“Wait... If you're going, you need to give me a proper goodbye kiss.”

He gets up, cups Cas' face in his hands and gives him a passionate kiss on the mouth.

“See you later, Dean.”

Dean looks at Cas’ face and, damn, he can try to be nice. For once in his life. It won’t kill him.

“See ya, Cas... And one more, have a fun,” he whispers, which makes Cas gives him the biggest grin.

It has been twenty-four minutes since Cas and Sam are gone. Dean tried to watch some movie, but it wasn't the same without Cas. Later, he started doing research, but he couldn't find anything. He thought maybe he was hungry, but a sandwich didn't taste good. And now, he's lying at the bed and staring at the ceiling.

Shit! He's just bored, and it's so annoying.

His phone rings, and he sees a text from Sam. There's a selfie with him and Cas. They're smiling, and Cas has painted a rainbow flag on his cheek. That adorable bastard!

Dean gasps, but after a moment of hesitation, he goes straight to the garage. Not that he wants to go to this stupid parade, he has the other reason! There's a pie, after all.

Dean wants to surprise Cas, so he sneaks from behind and covers his eyes with his hands.

“Dean, you came!” he says cheerfully, and Dean's heart melts. Every moment when Cas is happy makes that he's happy too. Dean kisses him on the cheek, the one without the rainbow flag.

“Just for a moment, you said there's a pie... By the way, where you lost Sam?”

“He's talking with one group of people over there.” Cas points somewhere at the crowd.

“Yeah, I think I see the top of his head.” Dean nods. “Okay, now pie!”

They go to the seller and order two slices, of course Dean is going to eat both of them. They're sitting at the table where’s fewer people, and Dean without waiting for anything takes the first bite, humming with delight. Maybe the pie is worth it?

“I have a pin for you,” says Cas immediately and gives him a pink, purple, blue heart.

“I won't wear that.”

“You don't have to. Just keep this.”

Dean gasps, and takes the pin in his hand. The colors look nice, but he's not that guy who could just say 'hey, look, I'm bisexual!’

“Whatever...” he murmurs, but he shakes his head at once. He's not gonna spoil the mood. He can take hie head out from his ass for one day. He can do this for Cas. “I mean, thank you, Cas... I really like this.”

“It's okay. I understand.”

Dean hesitates for a moment, but eventually, he pins the heart to his flannel, look at Cas and grins. Cas smiles at him back.

“Wait, why do you have four pins?” asks Dean, noticing hearts on Cas' coat. “I mean, I recognize the rainbow one, but... what with the rest?”

“Umm, this is pansexual flag. It's for people who can love regardless of gender,” he explains, pointing at the pink-yellow-blue heart.

“Okay.”

“This is asexual colors, but demisexual flag...”

“Whoa, wait, but you're not asexual...” he interrupts him. “I mean, we have sex, right?”

“Asexual people can have sex, Dean.”

“So, you do this... Oh, shit, you... Cas, why the hell didn't you tell me?” There's panic in Dean's eyes. Cas chuckles and shakes his head.

“Dean, relax and listen to me. Like I said before it's a demisexual flag which means that I need more a deeper bond to feel sexual attraction. And I assure you I find you very attractive, and I enjoy our intimacy.”

“Umm, okay. So, when we do this, you want this too, right?”

“Of course, Dean, don't doubt it... Oh, and if you forgot, it's not like only you initiate this...”

“Yeah...” says Dean and chuckles, thinking about last week when he found naked Cas in their bed, wearing only cowboy boots and hat.

“Okay, so the last one.” Dean points at the pink-blue-white heart.

“It's a transgender flag...” says Cas

“You mean agender?”

“No. Transgender,” he repeats. “I'm a trans man, Dean.”

“Umm, all right... I thought that angels don't have gender,” he says, confused.

“Oh, I thought the same, before I understood I feel as a man. We were created as genderless celestial beings, but we were also created as soldiers, as weapons, as warriors, we shouldn't fall in love. Then again, I think I broke a narrative more than once.”

“Yeah, okay... So, can I get a kiss from my man now?” asks Dean, raising an eyebrow.

“Always.”

“Hi, Castiel! I see you found a new friend,” says the young lady with a lesbian flag in her hands. They finished their (Dean's) pie earlier, and Dean decided he could be hanging out just a little longer. Not for himself. For Cas, of course.

“Oh, no, he's not a new friend. It's Dean. He's... umm...” starts Cas, but he's not sure what he should actually say, so Dean comes to the rescue.

“I'm his boyfriend.”

“Hi, I'm Janet.”

Janet stays just a few minutes for a small-talk, she says about the concert which will take place in the evening, and then goes back to her friends.

“I'm sorry, Dean. I didn't want to make you uncomfortable,” apologize Cas after Janet left.

“You didn't. I'm not ashamed of you if you're worried about that.”

“You don't?” he asks surprised, and Dean raises his eyebrow, giving him a bitchface which says 'who do you think I am?'.

“No, dumbass. I'm actually proud to have you by my side,” he says and chuckles after that, realizing something. “You know what, I think I get it now.”

“Get what?”

“Why it calls 'pride month'...” he says, but Cas still doesn't understand. He tilts his head and squints the eyes, but Dean doesn't elaborate. Instead, he grabs his hand and points something next to them. “Look, there's a stand with paints, I wanna have a flag on my cheek too! Let's go!”

And they go. Both proud of their love.

#destiel #deancas #castiel #cas #dean winchester #sam winchester #spn #supernatural #fic #ficlet #fanfiction #destiel fic #spn fic #pride month #writing #mine

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rainofaugustsith · 11 months

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Thank you @unbreakable-oaths for the Pride asks! :D Answering for my OC Rigel Dragoi from FFXIV (sapphic, demisexual)

3. How did your oc discover themself? Did something cause them to question, or did they always know?

Rigel discovered it along the way. When she was a teenager and went out in Loma Liminsa and Ul'dah, she realized she only wanted to dance with or kiss other girls. It was fairly obvious to her that she only liked women.

7. Is there something that could cause your oc to question their identity? What?

I don't think so. Rigel's pretty secure in her identity. She's met a number of men she's dearly loved, like Haurchefant, Aymeric and G'raha, but that's always been deep platonic friendship/found family. She's never had a desire for anything non-platonic with any of them.

18. Do you prefer to give your ocs specific labels, or keep it unspecified? Why? If applicable, do you change their labels depending on circumstance?

My characters tend to tell me what's going on with them. I had one OC in SWTOR who showed up in my head with a wife and a child, and there was never any doubt in my mind that she was bisexual, for instance. Another OC just very strongly seemed to not want to be with anyone. Having said that, the labels are for me as a writer to know them, or to describe them to people . The labels are not things the characters use or know themselves. Rigel or her SWTOR alter ego Viri would have no idea what 'sapphic' meant if you asked them. But if you asked if they liked women or men, they'd both have a very definitive answer for you.

I do change labels if the character has something about them in the course of a story or the game that makes me think their identity has changed. I had one character who turned out to be pansexual, even though that was not what I'd originally thought for her, for example.

#RIgel Dragoi #Pride asks

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homomenhommes · 7 months

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THIS DAY IN GAY HISTORY

based on: The White Crane Institute's 'Gay Wisdom', Gay Birthdays, Gay For Today, Famous GLBT, glbt-Gay Encylopedia, Today in Gay History, Wikipedia, and more …

63 BC – Augustus Caesar (d.14 AD), Roman emperor, born Octavius of the Julii, is the single most important figure in Roman history and one of the two most famous of the Caesars (the other being his uncle Julius Caesar).

In the course of his long and spectacular career, he put an end to the advancing decay of the Republic and established a new basis for Roman government that was to stand for three centuries. This system, termed the "Principate," was far from flawless, but it provided the Roman Empire with a series of rulers who presided over the longest period of unity, peace, and prosperity that Western Europe, the Middle East and the North African seaboard have known in their entire recorded history.

It's a wise child who knows his uncle, and young Octavius regularly performed sexually for his Uncle Julius Caesar, an investment that paid handsomely in the end. He also lured the powerful Roman statesman Hirtius to his bed and received 3000 pieces of gold for his trouble, a favor he returned when he became emperor, by having Hirtius murdered to prevent him from ever telling the tale. His efforts were, of course, futile.

In Noel Garde's book, Jonathan to Gide, he tells how secret the Emperor's secret really was. Reportedly, when Augustus was attending a play, an actor spoke a line about an effeminate eunuch priest with a tambourine, `Videsne ut Cinaedus orbem digito temperet?' translatable as `Do you see that queer's finger beating the orb?' or `Do you see how this queer's finger governs the world?" The audience, reportedly, immediately took this as a reference to Augustus and broke into wild applause while staring at the imperial box.

Celebrate Bisexuality Day is observed on September 23 by members of the bisexual community and their supporters.

This day is a call for the bisexual community, their friends and supporters to recognize and celebrate bisexuality, bisexual history, bisexual community and culture, and all the bisexual and otherwise non-monosexual people in their lives.

First observed in 1999, Celebrate Bisexuality Day is the brainchild of three United States bisexual rights activists: Wendy Curry of Maine, Michael Page of Florida, and Gigi Raven Wilbur of Texas. Wilbur said,

Ever since the Stonewall rebellion, the gay and lesbian community has grown in strength and visibility. The bisexual community also has grown in strength but in many ways we are still invisible. I too have been conditioned by society to automatically label a couple walking hand in hand as either straight or gay, depending upon the perceived gender of each person.

This celebration of bisexuality in particular, as opposed to general LGBT events, was conceived as a response to the prejudice and marginalization of the bisexual persons by some in both the straight and greater LGBT communities.

In its first year, an observance was held during the International Lesbian and Gay Association week, which occurred during the week of the 23rd. While at first it only took hold in areas with an extremely strong bisexual presence, it is now celebrated worldwide.

It features events such as discussions, dinner parties and dances in Toronto and a large masquerade ball in Queensland, Australia. At Texas A&M University, the week featured discussion panels and question-and-answer sessions. It has also been celebrated in Germany, Japan, New Zealand, Sweden and the United Kingdom.

On September 18, 2012, Berkeley, California became what is thought to be the first city in the U.S. to officially proclaim a day recognizing bisexuals. The Berkeley City Council unanimously and without discussion declared Sept. 23 as Bisexual Pride and Bi Visibility Day.

1965 – Manvendra Singh Gohil belongs to the royal family of the former princely state of Rajpipla in India.

His parents attempted but failed to disinherit him after he revealed his homosexuality, and since then his relations with the family have been in question. He is the only known person of royal lineage in modern India to have publicly revealed he is gay.

In January 2008, while performing an annual ceremony in Rajpipla in honour of his great-grandfather Maharaja Vijaysinhji, Manvendra Gohil announced plans to adopt a child, saying: "I have carried out all my responsibilities as the prince so far and will continue as long as I can. I will also adopt a child soon so that all traditions continue". If the adoption proceeds, it will be the first known case of a single gay man adopting a child in India.

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lotsofthinkythoughts · 1 year

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I posted 2,702 times in 2022

15 posts created (1%)

2,687 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 2,685 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#lotr - 261 posts

#fanart - 232 posts

#art - 158 posts

#lol - 142 posts

#peggy carter - 117 posts

#dragon age - 85 posts

#steve x peggy - 80 posts

#pride and prejudice - 77 posts

#embroidery - 73 posts

#cross-stitch - 61 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#but i am gonna say they’re robbing a generation of repressed bisexual girls an ‘oh’ moment as they crush on the most pretty boys in a show

My Top Posts in 2022:

📓 for the ask game. doctor x rose (your choice as to which doctor)

Welp in addition to the ones I mentioned in the last answer, There's just... SO MANY Eight/Rose AUs. Just like... terminal brainrot levels of EightRose in my brain.

So how about the one I did ... sort of start writing but never got far with it; A College AU where she was a child star and he's a return student both studying in the same theater program. This got long, so under the cut it goes!

They meet for the first time at open auditions for the term, and they start talking there, and realize they have a class in common when they see each other the next week.

There's two plot threads really, Rose and her attempt at Normalcy and escaping the assumptions of childhood stardom as she's also trying to reset her mind before pursuing more serious roles. And Eight (John, because I'm lame) and his really shitty political family and their expectations and how they constantly have made him put aside his own desires for his life and the consequences for his decision to break away.

One of those consequences is the fact that after awhile, when his rent goes up, he doesn't really have the funds to stay there anymore. But, luckily he and Rose are friends, and she has a spare room, even though her apartment isn't THAT big. So now, they're roommates.

Insert just... so much 'oh my god they were roommates' and romantic pining content here. There's also a lot of hanging out with their friends, even though they're some of the only non-trad students in their friend group. (Also there's guitar playing and music because I'm a sap and that's just a thing I like)

Then former colleague Jack shows up to visit Rose and being mildly drunk when he shows up in the bar, she's like 'you don't have to go to a hotel, you can stay at my place!' because she's just... like that. And five minutes later she's like 'shit, I don't actually have a spare room anymore' and is apologizing to John and proposes that they share for the day or two Jack's around. It... more or less becomes him just moving into her bedroom because they like cuddling. And each other.

Long story short, the pining reaches terminal levels but they don't want to ruin their relationship, but at that point they're on the road to actually getting together. Rose has, slowly over the course of the story to this point, let go of her discomfort with her childhood stardom and the way some of the professors and other students act around her, so that leaves John's family plot to wrap up, so for MAXIMUM DRAMA, his brother's political campaign wants family shots and video for promotional purposes.

His parents more or less demand he comes home for this, and John invites Rose to come along. His family is not happy about him doing that, but John and Rose decide that fuck it, they love each other, they're gonna be there for each other no matter what, no matter the cameras, no matter the family dynamics they're born into, they get to choose and they choose each other.

Then they go back to the apartment, and live happily ever after. lol. (Also the whole thing totally ends with them having an onstage kiss in a play with just.)

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📚 for Doctor Who ✨

Oh god, there are so many. The Rose-Dimension-Hops-into-the-Time-War fic, the I'm-trash-and-watching-Classic-Who-and-inserting-Rose 'fic' (there is no plot, it's just me wanting Rose and all the companions to be friends lol), the whole CharlEightRose universe. Let me see if I can sift through everything for one that's not... a whole damn cinematic universe in my brain XD.

Oh, man, I had a concept once upon a time of a Nine/Rose epistolary fic, that started life as a supernatural AU where he was like a historical astronomer, but that over the years kinda morphed in my brain just into a more... 'the TARDIS thinks Nine needs a penpal' kind of deal in his wanderings pre-Rose.

And it's just... them writing to each other in 'magic' journals. I still don't know why the journals are magic, it's just a suspension of disbelief point for the concept. But anyway, they write messages to each other, back and forth, in this journal, just... talking about life and the places they go/want to go, Rose talks about how shambles she feels her life is because of her terrible boyfriend (then, eventually, ex-boyfriend) and he just... talks about the places and people he sees.

The whole thing comes to a head when they run out of pages - they're down to the last pages and there's a final message, and then like... the next month he lands on Earth and Whoops, there's Auton's in the shops. Time to save the world. And accidentally meet his penpal lol.

(In the original concept there was unexplained time travel at the end, so I think that's why it ended up morphing in my brain, because like... if he's gonna time travel anyway, he might as well just... be a time traveler.)

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this probably isn't meant for me to answer but 🐹💗 like i credit myself with a decent imagination but i can't bring myself to imagine being intimidated by you because you're so kind and silly and great to be friends with

I just thought it was a cute little ask meme so it’s for whoever wanted to answer.

I don’t see myself as intimidating at all, so like I agree lol. Thanks dear ❤️!

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Okay hi friends. I have not said anything on here, but I’ve been doing NaNo this year. And I have... for the first time ever a) gotten ahead and b) passed 10k.

I usually fail so hard at NaNo, and even if I don’t make 50k this year, I am so damn proud of myself.

That is all, carry on scrolling friends.

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My #1 post of 2022

Dear god, it’s the year 2022 and I have spent the whole day coming up with Tolkien-verse OCs because of the Peter Jackson films.

Teenage me is still alive and well apparently and she killed cringe culture lol.

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #lol I love how this just proves that I am doing great as an internet hermit #my most popular post's notes are partially myself talking to Abbey XD

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snugglebeans3000 · 2 years

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PRIDE HEADCANONS

Gingka is a panromantic cisgender, however he is unaware of being pan. I think once he got together and talked with the group about it he just thought it was normal for people to like all types of people (Gingka: ‘As long as people have a good spirit and supportive attitude I like them just like everyone else, obviously!’ The group: ‘oh, buddy, no that’s not—‘) Once he would figure out exactly what it was he would make a lot of bad Pan jokes

I know this is widely regarded as true in the fandom but MMMM I wanna do it ANYWAY. Kyoya is TRANS (FTM), and of course a chaotic bisexual. He always kind of knew but he didn’t come out until he was around 13. I feel like he would have a lot of dysphoria which ties into his self destructive ‘I-need-to-be-the-strongest’ habits, but he’s learned to deal with it in better ways over the years. I also feel like the WBBA helped him get into a program which eventually helped him get his top surgery done at around age 19 (You better believe this man CRIED when he first saw himself in the mirror after the surgery)

Ryuga is a tougher one to dissect, but I think he would be something along the lines of gay/asexual. He doesn’t really strike me as a sexual person, and I think to him sex and sexual acts are just kinda a primal waste of time that could be better spent training. As for his romantic orientation I don’t even think he knows himself. I think a lot of it’s been repressed and or unrealized as a result of being absent from a lot of society due to Doji and his own training so it doesn’t come up very often. Kenta sort of brought it up to him when he went back into the group, but Ryuga won’t really give him an answer because he doesn’t know exactly what he is and how everyone will react once he figures it out.

Madoka and Hikaru are together and both cisgender lesbians, though hikaru has been considering the label as non-binary for a while now. They like to go out and have cafe dates and cuddle while watching YouTube. I feel like Madoka also likes to rant about mechanics and other geeky stuff to Hikaru while she’s working, and Hikaru likes to read to Madoka when she’s feeling sick. I’m short they are the ULTIMATE COZY LESBIANS.

Tsubasa is agender/pan. He doesn’t really care who he loves or what he’s called, he’s just comfortable existing, especially when he’s out in nature. He recommended the LGBTQ program in the WBBA to Kyoya and a lot of the others, which has made a lot more people comfortable with exploring who they are, especially Hikaru. He volunteers at the WBBA tent at The local pride parade every year and dresses Eagle with a little Rainbow Bandana.

Kenta and Yu are straight Allies. Both of them know a lot about the community, but the only difference between them is that Kenta thinks he’s a bit too young still to consider those things seriously, while Yu doesn’t really care because he’ll always be chaos incarnate no matter what label he chooses in the future.

Benkei is Aro/Ace. He’s never really felt any sort of romantic or sexual attraction before but that doesn’t phase him because the greatest thing he has is his friendships and that makes it okay. He really started to feel at peace with himself when he joined Kyoya's gang, where Kyoya came out to him as Trans and told Benkei that how he felt was valid. He never misses a chance to post or shout LGBTQ validations to anyone who needs to hear it.

If you have any characters you want me to make Pride Headcanons for, feel free to ask!!!! Happy Pride!!!!

#mfb #beyblade #metal fight beyblade #ryuga kishatu #kyoya tategami #tsubasa otori #headcanons #kenta yumiya #yu tendo #Benkei #Hikaru #Madoka #so happy to post these!!!#I LOVE MAKING HEADCANONS MMMMM #EEEEEEEEE

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nebulousfishgills · 11 months

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Pride OC Asks!

For Emily: 2, 5, 9, 11, 13 (no, having two romantic interests with the same face does not count)

Also 17, 19, and 20

Thanks for the ask (again), my friend! Let's see what we have here...

13) Would your OC be open to a poly relationship? Why or why not?

2) What is your OCs orientation? Do they have opinions about it?

I put a bit of thought into Emily's orientation, and I think I came to the conclusion that she was Demiromantic Bisexual. As a kid Emily had crushes on girls, but she squashed that part of herself down so fucking fast and has been repressing it ever since. Hawkins Lab barely gave her the chance to form her romance with Henry and I highly doubt anybody's gonna educate her on same-sex attractions. And that full fledged romance with Henry came after forming that deep emotional connection and she hates almost everyone else...

...Almost.

I've made the joke before that when it came to her relationship with Caius, Emily went on a "Revenge Sex to Marriage Speedrunning Challenge." I think there's room for a grey area here in general. But after Emily gets more comfortable with the Volturi, she feels more comfortable with her own attractions. She seduces women to feed on, she's probably done at least something with Heidi, among other things. In fact I wrote a little snippet of a scene not intended for a fic that illustrates a scene where Emily admits her orientation to Caius in a weird way that befits them completely:

Okay, setting the scene, it's not long after Emily is turned. Caius is sharing with her his painting hobby, taking her through a secret gallery/storage room for some of his works-

"I never really took you for someone who likes to paint." Emily mused, taking her time looking from painting to painting and marveling at the detail in each one. "Well, maybe painting with the proverbial blood of your enemies, but not... you know."

"When one is immortal, one must find some way to pass the time... aside from the proverbial bloodshed, of course." Caius replied. Emily wandered around the room, taking in paintings ranging from landscapes to groups to individual people. Some Emily recognized, others she didn't. She paused in front of a few paintings stacked against the wall, none of them framed so she could see the canvas nailed to the structural wood. She started leafing through them in much the same way Eddie used to leaf through vinyl records at the music shop they sometimes frequented.

It looked like more of the same: a snowcapped mountain range, a desert sunset, two paintings that looked like Italian countrysides, and--

"Ho-ly shit." Emily whispered, emphasizing the syllables as she stared with wide eyes at a painting further back in the stack. She slid it out from its spot delicately. It wasn't as big as some of the others, but wide enough that Emily needed both hands to hold it.

By this point, Caius had noticed what she was doing, at first wondering which painting had captured her interest. As he got closer, he realized which one she was holding, however. If he could still blush, he would have.

"I feel the need to ask, but I think I know the answer. It's her, isn't it?" Emily said, not meeting Caius' gaze. He nodded, his lips glued shut. It was an old painting of Athenodora. Not grievous on its own, of course, but she was painted in what Emily could only describe as 'tastefully nude.' The ashy-blonde woman lay reclined on a chaise with a sultry expression, a rose colored blanket covering any sensitive areas, although not much was left to the imagination.

"Not exactly my ideal way of you seeing her for the first time." Caius said quickly.

"I get it, that's for your eyes." Emily slid the painting back in its spot. "Although I completely get it now. I'd be depressed too if I lost someone who looked like *that.* Holy hell, I'd happily be in that sandwich... Is that gross, talking about a dead woman like that?"

"Beg pardon?" Caius seemed lost. Not offended, just... thrown off. Emily smiled with an eye roll.

"How do I put this in terms you'll understand?" Emily raised one arm with curled fingers, resting her elbow on the other arm resting against her stomach parallel to the floor. She curled her lip up and spoke in a phony accent. "I've been known to enjoy the visage of a beautiful woman from time to time.

She dropped the act before continuing.

"Or, as we say in the modern era. I have eyes, girls are pretty."

Caius stared at her for a moment, digesting what she was telling him. Finally, a smile broke out along his face before he laughed.

"Another thing that we share in common with one another. It's truly a shame; I'm sure Dora would have loved you." Caius looked at the painting, still visible since Emily hadn't pushed the ones in front of it back. The signature smirk of his curled on his lips, a tell that he was about to say something lewd. "Although I suppose that now I have to paint your likeness in such a way."

Emily snorted.

Basically the bitch is a horribly repressed bisexual.

5) How did you figure out your OC's identity?

Trial and error, ultimately. When I first conceptualized Emily I joked that her sexuality was just Henry since as far as I knew he was the only person she fully tolerated, let alone would let herself fall in love with... which, again, got more literal/ironic as time passed but everyone knows that story.

But I'm bisexual myself and honestly I genuinely can't help but pass that onto my characters because it opens up new avenues. But I wanted Emily's orientation to reflect that original low tolerance for anything that's not Henry-Shaped, so I added Demiromantic since (clearly) she can feel attraction to someone quickly but it takes more effort and a much deeper connection for her to form a long-term bond.

9) Are there cultural or lore-specific aspects to their identity?

As I mentioned, the Demiromantic label comes from her Extremely Specific Tastes In Men, which came from her own distaste for people and what I could call the "culture" of the lab setting they grew up in. Naturally the social culture of the time tags on the "Repressed" side to Emily's bisexuality since even if she wasn't stuck in a lab for twenty years, she was born in 1949, no way in hell her attraction to women is nurtured except in extremely specific situations.

11) Is your OC open about their identity? Are they more low-key or blunt about it? Why or why not?

This is my usual answer, but it really depends on where in Emily's timeline(s) we are. As a child, no, even if she could recognize she had a crush on a girl in St. Valentina's (Lucy Harris). Most cases in the lab, no, that conversation can't even come close to happening.

In private with Henry in the lab, maybe. Once she fully and completely trusts him, I think she'd admit to feeling things for girls (I could even see her saying she thinks one of the nurses is pretty) which I think Henry would understand because we can pretty reasonably assume he himself is some flavor of queer.

With Eddie, again, that's a hard maybe. She'll never completely trust him so the jury's out on if she'd tell him... but I think Eddie knows regardless of what she says or not. Again, likely a takes one to know one situation, but I think he's seen her flirt with female NPCs in D&D campaigns, usually for information, but regardless of the reason, she chose to flirt.

As a soul sucking demon in the Upside-Down (wings, vines, etc), absolutely, she is using her wiles to claim any soul she can find, including women. I've always headcanoned that at some point in time, Robin had a small crush on her from a distance that Emily probably would exploit if Robin ever came into her clutches.

And, again, when Emily is a vampire she's as open as possible with it.

How she talks about it really depends on who she's telling this to and when. She probably skittered around the topic with Henry but would probably kiss a woman in front of Eddie to prove a point.

Ha ha, very funny. In that way, no, Emily would be too unsettled by that (as would I)

...but it's funny you should mention that because I just so happen to have just posted this. I had this drafted months ago and finally finished it.

I mentioned "extremely specific situations" in question 9 and this is one of them. Go nuts.

17) Do you share your identity with any of your OCs?

Most of my OCs are bi like I am. Keira isn't, I always just perceived her as straight. She's got her own shit to deal with. If we wanna include self insert RPG/MMO game characters, my main Star Wars: The Old Republic character, Irinerys, I always headcanoned as a lesbian. Unfortunately the game doesn't let female player characters flirt with female NPCs so that doesn't really go anywhere... she does flirt with men if it could benefit her though. Oh, and technically it's a given, but my college friends and I play a TTRPG called Thirsty Sword Lesbians and my character's, you know, a lesbian. Her name is Marlina Nerys.

19) Do you have preferences about depicting homo/transphobia in your stories? What, and why? Does it vary by story?

Nine times out of ten, any homophobia is just kind of implied in my fics. Like, yeah, we can reasonably assume why Emily doesn't blatantly admit to this girl that she has a crush on her beyond the other reasons like Emily being perceived as a freak or even a witch. Once in a while I might mention it if I think the situation calls for it, but that's rare.

20) Have your OCs helped you in self discovery? How?

I mean... not severely. Usually I give my OCs my orientation rather than me discovering mine through them. I've been comfortable and open with my sexuality for a few years now and it feels like it's the right "setting" for me. Most of my own sexuality discovery came from sources outside of my OCs specifically.

Unrelated, but shoutout to my college friends (none of them cis) insisting I was simply too cool to simply be cisgender and unanimously and very quickly agreeing my gender was MILF since I just have Mom Energy (yes I was typecast as the Mom Character/Figure many times) even if there's a low chance I'll want kids in the future.

I guess you could connect that to the fact that all of my main OCs have kids at some point, making them all milfs (Olivia has two children with Loki, Keira has Sophia with Norman, and Emily as of now is Eleven's biological mother with Henry being the father even if she didn't canonically carry Eleven).

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God I LOVE answering any and all questions about my OCs. Thanks!

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Headcanons: Culture of The Kingdom of Dalmasca vs. The Archadian Empire

{out of dalmasca} The following are some of the headcanons about the social and legal differences of Damascan culture vs. Archadian culture that @tarnishedxjudgement and I have developed through the course of our threads. These are my own headcanons that I am adopting into my personal canon for Basch and Ashelia (the Dark Ivalice AU), so they may differ a bit from @tarnishedxjudgement’s own headcanons.

LEGAL ADULTHOOD

The legal age of adulthood in Dalmasca is 16. At that age, you can start/own a business, buy a home, marry, and have children. Ashelia was married at 17 because she was already a legal adult at that age. In Archadia, however, there are different stages of adulthood at different ages, with things like marriage and children not being legal until early 20s.

In Archadia, at age 17, Ashelia would be considered a child, but Larsa, at 14 in Dalmasca, would be seen as almost an adult. For Ashelia to be married at 17 and expected to begin having children in Archadia would not only be illegal, it would be seen as inappropriate and borderline barbaric. And for Larsa in Dalmasca to be treated like a little boy would be seen as immensely disrespectful to him.

THE ART OF CONVERSATION

Daily social interaction, small talk, and politeness are handled very differently in each land. In Dalmasca, honesty and directness are valued. If you are honest, direct, and concise with someone, you are respecting their time by being brief and respecting them as a person by not being deceptive. Flowery language, verbosity, politeness for the sake of it, or “beating around the bush” conversational techniques are seen as rude, condescending, patronizing, time-wasting, and disrespectful.

In Archadia, however, directness is considered rude and inappropriate, and honesty can get you killed. Everything is cloaked in layers of peasantry and politeness, with underlying meanings being understood and not spoken. Seemingly random polite things or trivial inquiries are made to feel someone out for their willingness to spend more time with another, to discuss heavy or important topics, or to address personal affairs. In giving permission to discuss these things or not, the person will answer with their own indirect and carefully phrased pleasantries, indicating their receptiveness to the conversation. In Dalmasca, this would be seen as exceedingly rude, whereas Dalmascan directness in Archadia would be unheard of.

SEXISM, SEXUALITY, AND GENDER ROLES

Dalmasca is a patriarchal monarchy. As such, only men may rule, become generals/knights, becomes soldiers/guardsmen, and fight in wars. Women do not learn how to use weapons on an official scale, although those in more dangerous neighborhoods of Rabanastre often carry blades to defend themselves. Royal women are expected to remain peaceful and are forbidden from learning any sort of weaponry beyond magic. Magic is the one exception, as the blood of the Dynast Kings that conveys magical ability to the royal family is a source of pride for House Dalmasca.

Ashelia was not permitted to learn weapons or to go to war like her brothers. She was also not permitted to succeed her father, being female and not able to become a king, and was expected instead to marry well as her duty as princess. Bisexuality was not something that was accepted or permitted among royalty, especially women, and so even though Ashelia discovered she was bisexual as she got older, she was fully expected to marry a man and have children, whether she wanted someone else or wanted to have children or not.

An exception was made following the events of the game, because both her husband and her father had been killed, leaving her as the only one with a legitimate connection to the throne of either Dalmasca or Nabradia left to rule. She changed the laws to allow for Dalmasca to have queens in the future following her coronation, and also made it legal for women to learn weaponry and join the military.

In Archadia, however, the sexes are much more equal and there is much more open acceptance of an array of sexualities and genders. Women are very frequently guards and soldiers, with many of them achieving high military ranks.

THE CULTURE OF THE JUDGE MAGISTERS VS. DALMASCAN KNIGHTS

The one exception to this inclusion and acceptance is the highest military rank of Judge Magister. Because of the cutthroat, competitive, and combative nature of the rank, big personalities with incredible power clash on an almost daily basis. This results in a lot of verbal pettiness.

To achieve this rank, your battle skill as well as your mental fortitude must be nothing short of exceptional, so there is not much to pick at there. So what do you insult if you cannot insult skill or intelligence? Someone’s gender. Or sexuality. Their hair. Their clothes. The way they sit. The sound of their voice. Because to insult anything more than that might be potentially dangerous politically or militarily. It is almost expected behavior, to taunt and mock and pick like this, when more than one Judge Magister is in the room. Like hamsters that immediately start biting each other if they’re put in the same cage, heh. This strange culture of “acceptable bickering” has a long history of slowly venting steam, as it were, between these powerful individuals in such a way that does not threaten the security of the Archadian Empire.

So for example, Judge Ghis, being a gay man, is often mocked for his mannerisms, his style of dress when out of armor, and his hairstyle. Judge Drace, being one of only two female Judge Magisters out of more than twenty, is singled out for being a woman, for her deep voice, and for her hairstyle. It’s all very petty, but it is a way of getting out some of the stress of all these personality and power clashes in a fairly socially acceptable way, actually. It’s seen as better than beginning true arguments over things that could result in actual military conflict. The acceptable social response to such taunting or mockery is to either ignore it or to toss it right back in kind. In a strange sort of way, this is worked into the general culture of indirect politeness that garnishes most everyday conversations for Archadians, so it is not uncommon to hear two Judges approach each other, exchange some sort of petty mockery, and then slip right into stiff pleasantries to feel each other out for potential further conversation.

However, if anyone else should mock a Judge Magister, either beneath them or above them, it is taken far more seriously. If someone beneath them mocks them, they might be arrested or killed, depending on the Judge involved, or sometimes ignored. If someone above them, Vayne for example, mocks one of them, it is up to the others present to decide where their allegiances lie and whether to defend their comrade, join in the mockery, or stay silent.

This could not be more different from the way Dalmascan Knights are treated or from how they are expected to conduct themselves. Engaging in bickering, mockery, or insults of their peers would result in a knight being stripped of his titles and responsibilities. The Order of the Knights of Dalmasca were not only military leaders, they were expected to be supportive, reassuring, inspirational figures for the general public. People were supposed to feel safe around them and be able to trust them. They also represented the Crown with their behavior when in Rabanastre and the Kingdom of Dalmasca when on battlefronts in foreign nations.

Because of this, they had strict etiquette standards that they followed for relating to each other, to the masses, and to the royal family. If they were seen publicly behaving in a disgraceful or petty manner, or if they spoke out of turn or disrespectfully to any member of the royal family, they could be subject to the forfeiture of their honor as a knight. And since it was such an honor to be knighted, one’s adherence to the strict rules of etiquette was seen as almost a way of expressing one’s gratitude for being given such an honor. In other words, the respect the knights show to themselves, to others, and to the royal family is an expression of how grateful they are to have received the honor of knighthood in the first place. Their status as knights is every bit as much about their adherence to a code of conduct and a certain level of decency and honor with their behavior as it is about military prowess or bravery and selflessness in battle.

That’s all for now, but if I think of anything else, I’ll add to this post! =)

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