#beat those gender roles queen

[atlalasassy]

This is a Dan Wilds stan account; she did not hit a man in the balls with her heels to be ignored by the fandom!!

[officialdaydreamer00]

Good Old-fashioned Lover boy

in which he pines for you in his unique ways

format: song lyrics drabbles

characters: cater, jade, floyd, malleus

content: pining; no thoughts, head empty, only fluff; irene's favourite love languages: singing, dancing, physical touch and quality time; severe brainrot for queen's GOFLB

reader is not yuu, reader is gender neutral

song used:

"I can dim the lights and sing you songs full of sad things

We can do the tango, just for two"

cater would take you to the light music club room an hour or two before the official meeting time. he would strum his guitar in a more gentle manner than his usual upbeat style, and he would sing songs that he thought you would love, keeping your song preference in mind. there were times he would play songs you both knew by heart, and he would extend his hand to you, as you both dance away in the empty club room. just the two of you.

he might not say it out loud, but he adored those moments. they were short but sweet, and he cherished them with his entire heart so long as it is still beating. because those moments are the ones he shares with you.

"I can serenade and gently play on your heartstrings

Be your Valentino, just for you"

jade leech is a busy man. besides his schoolwork, his role as the vice housewarden, and his own club, he barely has much time to be with you. and oh how he hates it.

the next time he sees you, he would invite you to his club room, keeping you close to him as you both take care of the mushrooms. he would even hum the merfolks' entrancing melodies that he learned before his venture on land. oh how he adores that cute little blush you adorn every time his gloved hand brushes yours, or when you sneak glances at him thinking that he wouldn't notice. it puts a silly smile on his face, knowing one day you would sing with him a perfectly harmonised melody of your own.

he doesn't mind waiting for you, he is a patient man after all. he doesn't mind, as long as you choose him in the end.

"Hey, boy, where'd you get it from?

Hey, boy, where did you go?

I learned my passion in the good old-fashioned school of lover boys"

there are many words people would use to describe floyd. spontaneous, unpredictable, bat-shit crazy. but never in his life has he heard someone calling him "passionate", and that dumb brave soul being you.

so naturally, he was intrigued. the little shrimpy wasn't afraid of him? but you were so tiny and fragile and cute, he could just eat you up! he decided to stick with you for a few days, just to make sure :)

you really weren't afraid of him or his infamous squeezes, you even reciprocated most of them! floyd was ecstatic, he ultimately decided to greet you every day with squeezes and hugs reserved just for you shrimpy!

you wouldn't refuse his growing affections for you right, shrimpy? after all, he has binded his heart with yours, he likes you too much to let you go <3

"I'd like for you and I to go romancing

Say the words, your wish is my command"

malleus is THE textbook definition of a good old-fashioned lover boy.

a literal crowned prince, the future ruler of a land, and one of the most powerful mages in all of twisted wonderland. that's who he is. to say you have someone of such status falling for you, people would brush it off as a joke due to how utterly ridiculous that claim sounded.

of course, outsiders wouldn't know the entire details. your late night rendezvous are something malleus looks forward to the most in his years long time being alive. you are the first ever friend he made, and the only friend he had, it is only natural he grew emotionally attached to you. his affections were more and more obvious with each night you spent together, talking and dancing the night away, how his eyes were on you, and you only, and how he gave your hand a tender kiss at the end of each meeting before he (regretfully) had to return to his dorm.

he hoped you could reciprocate his love one day, and he would wait for you, until the end of time.

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[abbyfmc]

Yandere Empress! x Emperor! Reader Headcanons:

Hello everyone, I hope you are doing well in the midst of all this unusual heat (especially those of you who are in tropical areas and countries, like me).

There is a whole section on Tumblr and other pages regarding yandere kings and emperors, and although there are things about yandere queens and empresses, I don't see that they are usually given so much prominence, so that's what I'm here to try today.

Topics to be covered: Gender roles, murder, manipulation, obsessive behaviors and everything that entails. Maybe a little masochism.

Most likely, first of all, the old gender roles are VERY marked and prominent, but that is no excuse for an empress not to be a yandere. On the contrary, she will discreetly open the doors to many possibilities.

Most likely, you met in childhood or when you were a prince. You didn't even choose her, but they chose her for you.

Maybe she didn't like you at first either, because she was forced to marry with you.

Whatever the case, she will have slowly developed obsessive feelings for you.

He will always address you with respect and affection.

If you loved her from the beginning, she will be very happy and everything will be fine.

She will clearly gladly help you govern. She would control the court and internal palaces, while you would only be in charge of political and state affairs.

And speaking of the internal court, there would probably be the imperial harem where the concubines, consorts, noble consorts, noble ladies and the first and second class assistants would be; while she is the main wife. All of them would be obliged to obey the yandere empress and would address her as "your/her highness".

Perhaps at first she does not attack the concubines or their children, and may even get along with them or at least be neutral towards them; But if she sees that they are trying to get closer to you to escalate power, overtake her or try to get your attention more than she considers safe, then she will start to act.

If she gets pregnant, she will be really very happy because she feels like she will finally have a little piece of you.

If the baby is a boy: He will internally want and beg you to make him the crown prince. She will treat him very well, with a lot of love, discipline and responsibility. *If the baby is a girl: He will take care of her with love, the same discipline and fill her with gifts and talents.

In any case, she would be a loving and responsible mother to your children.

If for some reason you prefer any other woman in the harem and her said son over the yandere empress herself and your legitimate son, then that will make her feel pressured and she will begin to act against that woman.

She will be able to pressure her children to stand out (especially if it is a prince); she would make the harem women attack each other; or, she would engineer situations in which she would cause tragedies to the consorts and concubines such as: "spontaneous" abortions, murders of women and princes, poisonings, "light" punishments, etc.; and she would do them in such a way that she would indirectly manipulate others into committing the crimes for her, and so she would never be guilty of the murders of her rivals and her son's rivals.

Maybe and just maybe she could have been a victim of palace intrigue, so she would discreetly kill people to not only have your love, but also to defend herself.

She will pretend to you that she cares about the problems of consorts and concubines.

She will appreciate ALL the gifts you give her.

She will punish all the servants who she considers do not treat you well, do not do their job well, or who simply discover their crimes for your love.

She loves when you visit her, but hates when you visit other concubines. She loves when you hug, praise and kiss her but HATES it when you do the same with others.

Does she see that a servant is VERY close to you and wants to seduce you? She will punish her with beatings to death; burning her alive or with more than thirty or forty lashes on that servant and her family.

If you notice her obsessive and strange attitudes towards you and become suspicious of her, she will feel paranoid.

If your mother, the Empress Dowager, is still alive, the Yandere Empress will take good care of her so don't worry.

When you get sick, she will take care of you personally.

If you die, even if she is the empress dowager, she will be extremely sad.

She will make beautiful birthday gifts with a lot of love just for you.

She will do ANYTHING for and for you, such as singing, dancing, accompanying you on trips, sewing clothes for you, eating with you, taking walks, etc…

If you discover her crimes and punish her, she will accept it. She will accept house arrest, kneeling for hours, slaps and even whipping; but the ONLY thing that would make her lose her sanity would be for you to demote and depose her, taking away her imperial position to put another consort of hers in her place. She would see it as a betrayal and it would drive her crazy.

-Fin.

[beaulesbian]

Something that came to my mind because of the chessboard Strawhat cover:

I mentioned before the Strawhat's relations to demons/hell/monsters and their symbolism of being in opposition to gods/heaven, but this time it's interesting how multiple Strawhats already have a title somehow related to rule or ruling pieces - but it's always a little bit twisted, that trope is a bit flipped upside down.

Obviously Luffy will become the King of the Pirates, (but even Big Mom in one of the Wano flashbacks mentioned she would become the King of the Pirates - not a queen, so this particular title is probably always King.)

Luffy just wants to be that, and not rule in the typical sense of the word, or how their world understands that title.

Then we have Zoro and his King of Hell title. (I think that's pretty self explanatory and i've talked about him before probably the most. (also smth smth, becoming the King for Luffy's and his dreams.))

Now we have Nami as the Queen on the strawhats chess board. Queen, which is the deadliest and a very important figure in chess (beside the King - and even there Oda broke the rules again - saying the 'King is the fighting piece', which usually it is not as much.) She's their navigator and the symbol of what they need to protect and how they let her move to attack in the best formations, in the most strategic moves.

We have SogeKing, who is a veeeery similar to the character of Usopp, practically the same guy. (Even on the chessboard he's with bow & arrow as the SniperKing.)

We have Soul King Brook. King of absolute slaying with his music!

We have Jimbei First son of the Sea, which sound like important (ruling) title as well.

With Sanji I don't really want to point at his family - the connection as Prince of Germa Kingdom connection, because he renounced that, but

-he did call himself a Prince all the way in Alabasta. So, prince he is, self appointed, in whatever sense he means it. (And something very fun is how he trained under Emporio Ivankov, and beat Queen in Wano, both who are also interesting characters in the case of breaking the stereotypical gender of those titles/names).

Nico Robin has one of the epithets 'Light of the Revolution', which I find beautiful. She's illuminating their journey with her knowledge, and at the same time her connections with the Revolutionary Army speaks about the breaking out of the typical roles as well.

(I couldn't think how it would be for Franky and Chopper, but they're kinda similar in the way they've altered their bodies. Franky building so much of his body, cyborg who had a dream to built the ship for the King of the Pirates; and Chopper, a reindeer with human knowledge of medicine to become the best doctor.)

Just to say that even when they're gathering these titles/names/positions, they're not meant in the generic sort of meaning. It's always looped around, broken out of the mold of how their (and ours) society views these roles. And that's what makes it their unique thing. Their way how they grasp their skills, the future and their dreams.

[campgender]

Omise’eke Natasha Tinsley on Indya Moore’s Calvin Klein ads, ballroom hands as gender performance, & imagining + valorizing femme penis

image description: four cropped screenshots of text from The Color Pynk: Black Femme Art for Survival by Omise’eke Natasha Tinsley.

excerpt 1:

In their “I Speak My Truth in #MyCalvins” spot, Moore gives viewers hands performance while perched gracefully on the balcony’s edge. The ball of their left foot balanced on the ledge, right leg extended to the floor, and thighs in an open V, their right hand holds the railing while the left circles on the soft, limp wrist characteristic of vogue femme. At this moment—also the beginning of the voiceover that “speaks truth”—Moore seems at once grounded and ready to fly, their crotch bulge, breasts, and ballroom hands gesturing toward femme flight.

In the companion video “Convention Killer,” Moore—now advertising a black lace bodysuit from Calvin’s “womenswear” line—again gives us hands performance along with floor work, rolling and twisting with arched back and circling wrists as they dance in a mirrored glass cage. A black shirt tied around their waist swings between their legs as they work vogue performance style “soft and cunt,” which “consists of clean, soft, and smooth hand/arm movements in a fluid and flowing way.”

Mobile hands, not pendulous flesh of any kind, are the body parts that tell stories of gender in vogue femme, Tente argues: “The hands mark every presence and activate all bodies, from the voguers to those who came to look or judge... They frame the face, create boxes and flows of energy, they tut, twist and draw eights, they tell a story, point to certain parts of the body that need to be looked at and admired.”

excerpt 2 (images 2 & 3):

Moore’s styling and posing in the Calvin Klein videos use hands performance to point to ways Moore alters not only the body itself but their understanding of what their body means. In the “Convention Killer” spot, their hands deftly circle both their face and upper thighs as “parts of the body that need to be looked at and admired.”

Their vogue femme hands point to their crotch in a way that, in the words of my brilliant Femme Theory student Elijah Ezeji-Okoye, “begs us to imagine a biologically femme, non-binary penis”: that is, Moore’s voguing femme choreography in their slightly bulging Calvins “allows us to include the biology of the penis in a more representative femme-ininity while resisting the gender binaries that are imposed upon us from birth.”

I love Ezeji-Okoye’s idea that Moore dresses and dances a biologically femme penis, which aligns with Moore’s self-identification as “nonbinary, femme,” and decidedly not female. I also love that when I write something like this—Moore gestures toward her biologically femme penis with soft and cunt hands—I’m putting together words that make little sense in relation to each other in straight common sense but signify generously in Black queer world making.

Like Black pussy in Shoniqua Roach’s theorizing, cunt and cunty don’t reference genitalia in ballroom. Cunt and pussy are “criteria for gender performance in ballroom culture, as opposed to insults or demeaning expletives hurled at women and femme queens,” Bailey points out. (Comedian D. L. Hughley once called Moore a pussy for objecting to his homophobic jokes, to which they responded, “Pussy’s are warm, have depth and are strong enough to take a beating... Pussy is absolutely complimentary to who I am.”) Bailey notes, “When these terms are used, the speaker does not typically say ‘you are a cunt.’ Instead, the speaker says, ‘give me pussy’ or ‘you look cunt,’ meaning give me femininity in your performance and self-presentation.”

In Bailey’s examples, cunt functions as an adjective rather than a noun: and while concrete nouns suggest “permanency, stability, fixity,” as Gloria Wekker writes of Dutch nouns describing sexuality, adjectives—whose semantic role is change, modification of a noun’s meaning—are more supple, more suited to the malleable, unfinished understanding of sex and gender Bailey attributes to ballroom.

Cunty is a descriptor Moore themself uses, as in their tweet about Janet Mock’s work on Pose: “Goddess @janetmock teleported from the universe of infinitely cunty magical stuff and crushed some sugar, some spice and everything transsexual & softly blew the con- tents with her hand using her holy afro futuristic breath unto the book of Pose. & then our cast was born.” Nobody’s cookie-cutter, heteronormative femininity, the infinite cuntiness in Moore’s fabulous description is a femme-ininity that multiplies gender possibilities like grains of sugar, births something new with hands and mouth instead of uterus, and creates beautiful Black femme futures that were never supposed to exist.

excerpt 3:

In a roundtable on colorism, Moore cites white woman cunt—“a phrase in the ballroom scene that is commending somebody that is beautiful”—as proof that decolonization of queer bodies is ongoing, painful, and powerful even in our own spaces. Black femme cunt, Black femme penis as standards of excellence, they know, are “holy afro futuristic” dreams yet to be realized.

end image description.

[mikaela-granger]

The Long Wait Chapter 1

First Meetings (Sean's POV)

Fandom: Grimm

Pairing: Sean Renard/OC Burkhardt Sister

The Long Wait Masterlist

There are not a lot of fanfics with the soulmate trope for Grimm. This is my first time writing using this trope. This one got away from me quite a bit. It was originally going to be a Sean/Reader, but the my OC just started developing and before I knew it, there she was. I have a feeling there will be more to come. There will be a large age gap, even though both characters are of age.

*banners courtesy of @cafekitsune

Sean hadn’t always been sceptical about soulmates. He knew they existed and had even met people who had found their soulmates. When he was a young boy, he would constantly scan his body, hoping his soulmark to appear. His brother Eric, who had been born with his soulmark, would mock him “Do you really think a bastard would be worthy of a soulmate?” Despite the mocking, he still held hope. Hope that he would receive a soulmate who would love him and accept him as he is.

He reached his teen years and still had not received his mark. He would watch his classmates show off their marks and even witnessed some meet their soulmates. The older he got, the more hope his lost. Sean no longer scanned his body for signs of a mark.

Sean’s mother had met her soulmate when she was young. However, he had tragically been killed in a car accident not long after they met. His mother would always assure him that he would receive his mark eventually, that it simply meant his soulmate was a little younger than him. They hadn’t been born yet.

Sean finished school, attended college, and made the choice to become a police officer. He had lost all hope of getting a soulmate. By now he had grown into his looks and was aware of the role they could play in attracting women and men. He entered relationships with those who were filling in time as they waited for their own soulmates.

It was not long after he graduated the police academy that he noticed a mark had appeared on the inside of his upper arm. Sean stared at the mark in surprised, barely daring to believe it was actually there. He had been waiting for so long and it was finally there.

Sean was not sure how to feel about its arrival. Its arrival now, meant that he was over 20 years older than his soulmate. By the time his soulmate was eighteen, he would be forty. Would they want him? Would he want them? He couldn’t imagine dating a teenager at his present age, let alone as a middle age men.

Instead of being happy about the appearance of his mark, he resented its presence. It was a sign that he would have to continue waiting. That he and his soulmate would face barriers due to the large age gap between them.

Despite his unhappiness, Sean knew that he would cherish his soulmate. He would treat them like a king or queen, no matter their gender. However, to avoid driving himself mad as he waited for them, he continued life as if he had no mark. He covered it up and lived his life. He rose through the ranks of police force, eventually becoming a captain with his own precinct.

Sean became cold and hard, keeping people at a distance. He dated and had shallow relationships, never letting anyone get close. When he found out one of his new detectives had the potential to be a Grimm, he kept a close eye on him. Work, the Grimm and his family kept him busy, not allowing for much time to spend dwelling on his soulmate.

When Marie Kessler arrived in Portland, Sean knew something had to be done and directed Adalind to have her killed before Marie could turn Nick against him and his group. It was after her death that Sean was introduced to Nick’s younger sister, who he brought into the precinct when he had to sign some documents, despite being on bereavement leave.

Sean first saw her through the windows of his office. She was leaning against Nick’s desk speaking with Hank. When he first saw her, his heart skipped a beat. He thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Leaving his office, he approached the trio.

“Burkhardt, you’re supposed to be on beravement leave.” Sean stated as he reached Nick’s desk.

Nick looked up from the paper. “I am captain. I just forgot to sign off on this report.” The detective replied.

“It could have waited.” Sean replied, trying to avoid staring at the mystery woman.

“I know, but we were in the area, so I figured I might as well get it done.” Nick stated.

“And who might this?” Sean asked.

Nick glanced at the young woman. “Oh yeah. This is my baby sister, Lorelei. Lore, this is Captain Sean Renard.”

Lorelei put out her hand for Sean to shake. “It’s nice to meet you”.

Sean took the offered hand, feeling a jolt of electricity shoot down his arm as their hands met. “Likewise.” He replied after a moment, pondering if she had felt the electric shock as well. Her expression gave nothing away. “My condolences for your aunts passing.”

Lorelei gave him a small smile. “Thank you.”

“I didn’t realise Burkhardt had a younger sister.” Sean stated. “Do you live in Portland?”

“Yes, he does. He doesn’t talk about me much, because I am the smarter and better-looking Burkhardt sibling.” She said, throwing a teasing grin towards her brother, who uttered out a disgruntled “Hey!”. “And I’m in the process of moving to Portland. I finished up with school out east and decided to move to be closer to my big brother. I’m starting at Portland State.”

Sean nodded, slightly happy to know she would be staying in Portland. He then wandered if he would be dealing with two Grimms living in his city. Sean knew that both Nick’s mother and aunt inherited the Grimm gene. “Well, welcome to Portland.

“Thank you sir.”

“And I am done.” Nick stated, closing the file he had been working on and stood up. Lorelei turned to look at her brother.

“Brilliant, you can buy me lunch.” She said, threading her arm through his.

Sean, who had been about to turn away, did a double take when he noticed it. The mark on her arm. The one in the same position as his own. The one that matched his.

“See you Hank, Captain.” Nick said, as he allowed his sister to drag him away from them.

Sean barely replied as he stood in shock. It couldn’t be…he must be seeing things. Without another word, he spun around and walked back into his office. Closing the door and lowering the blinds, he dropped into his chair and stared blankly ahead. What are the odds? After all this time waiting, he finally found his soulmate. Not only did she have the potential to be a Grimm, but he also had her aunt killed.

The universe must really hate him.

Next Part

[nottivaghes]

FULL NAME: Shen Prower Ingen Ryuki SPECIES: Vampire AGE: 645 35 BIRTHDAY: October 25th GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis-man he & him FACECLAIM: Manny Jacinto OCCUPATION: Pharmaceutical Investor

CHARACTER INSPIRATION: Fenris (Dragon Age II), Damon Salvatore (TVD), Artagan/The Traveller (Critical Role C2), Loki (Marvel), Rumpelstiltskin (OUAT), Villanelle (Killing Eve), King George (Queen Charlotte), Magnus Bane (The Mortal Instruments), William Pratt/Spike (BTVS)

Shen makes you think of… blood pooling in the valley of your collarbone, the tang of ozone before a lightning strike, righteous anger, divine violence, black cashmere caressing your skin, a firm handshake sealing your fate, a calm facade concealing the tempest beneath, the burn of vintage bourbon in your throat, a teasing scrape of fangs against the soft skin of your neck, muttering to yourself by candlelight.

You pray it all away but it continues to grow.

Shen has been alive a long time, too long. Well, Ingen has, Shen has only existed for the last fifteen years or so. Ingen was born during the Ming Dynasty, which makes him a priceless antique, he'll have you know, if any of the surviving pottery is anything to go by.

A ruthlessness and a mind for politics is what the constantly changing political landscape brought for young Ingen, thrust into a world of shifting alliances that swelled and ebbed like the tide. Trade boomed; the entire face of the world shifted permanently by the ingenuity of his people.

And yet, the poor suffered underfoot of those with money, status. Ingen realized quickly that if he climbed the ladder, he'd have to block everything out as the ladder was made of people.

To this day Shen believes that the greatest compliment is an attempt on one's life. Unfortunately for his political rival, Shen had been spending much of his own resources attempting to find a way to not have to worry about assassination attempts, which was deemed mostly a fruitless fancy at the time. Humanity had been chasing the fountain of youth since the dawn of time, this foolish young man would hardly find the antidote for death.

Ingen was an adventurer, journeying across the mountains to speak to tucked-away pockets of those who lived there. After three years, on his final expedition, he found what he was looking for.

They knocked Ingen out and trapped him for a month below ground in the subterranean caves, down a shaft with an impossibly small exit tunnel. The preparation for the ritual took that entire moon cycle but by the time they performed it he was too sensorily deprived to retain any of it. Some chanting, a horrible fleshy sound, a sharp pain, hazy nothing, and then something warm dripped over his lips.

Shen came to alone and has been mostly alone since. He spent the rest of his natural lifespan learning just what he was capable of and what would kill him, he'd given up everything for a chance at ensured power and then forgot completely about his human life. He chased wive's tales across the continent trying to hunt down those who had turned him into the sun-fearing wretch, even though he'd asked.

I want to hold you close, soft breath, beating heart.

Shen has walked as a doctor, a sailor, a teacher, a poet, a philosopher, a shepherd, worked in rice fields, courtrooms, and countless other places. He is fluent in many languages, too many to list. Shen believes that as a soulless parasite leeching off the world for eternity that he needs some sort of key duty to center himself, he sees himself as an archivist or scholar. He preserves information, knowledge, and objects he believes are important in a world that so callously discards everything in his personal collection.

People always responded well to Ingen, his beauty was a tool he wielded like a blade in his human life as well as he does now. It was just skimming the surface at first, the odd word or a flash of an image when his bare skin touched that of another but as the years rolled by it solidified and grew as he pushed the boundaries of what he could do. Shen is a touch telepath, though by now he is sickened by the thought of hearing another being think about going home to have sex, shit or eat so he is almost always entirely covered when in public. Few have ever seen him without gloves, a high collar, always wrapped up.

The years have not always entirely been kind to him, though for someone so old he works hard to maintain his mind. Sometimes this becomes more difficult, when he is under intense duress he can seem quite mad. He realized some three hundred years ago that he'd never wanted to be a vampire but a full-blooded fae.

Missed out on Brant Hacke last time, arrived eight months after the war had concluded by ship after hearing a rumour at a dock. Shen returned to town to see what happens this time around and record an 'unbiased' history, maybe offer some help to certain parties if, and only if, it amuses him.

As I whisper in your ear, "I want to fucking tear you apart."

[unitybalfour]

𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Name: Unity Alvilde Balfour née Mitford

Title(s): The Honorable Lady Spencer (former hereditary title)

Referred to as: Lady Balfour

Nickname(s): TBD

Age: 29 (22 December 1894)

Gender: Cisgender female

Sexual orientation: Bisexual

Occupation: Wife to Lord Edwin Balfour (current); it-girl (former)

Nationality: English

Religion: Catholic; Jewish (matrilineal, non-practising)

Class: Upper

Place of birth: Sandringham House, Norfolk

Hometown: As above

Faceclaim: Emma D'Arcy (Mothering Sunday)

𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Height: 5'8 (172 cm)

Weight: Average, slender

Build: Unity lives a life of leisure, and it shows. She would be plump were it not for her disordered eating and reliance on cigarettes; her current diet is one she read in Mademoiselle, and it consists of cucumber salad and mint water.

Distinguishing marks: She has a rather unsightly birthmark on her stomach. It is round as a penny and dark brown. When she was younger she used to pick at it in the hope that it could peel off. The result is an ugly, scarified blemish on her otherwise lean and pale body.

Hair colour:  Dark and thick, tending to auburn in the right light.

Hair style: Bobbed in the fashion of the day and set in finger-waves.

Eye colour: Quite clear and blue. Her eyes are remarkable mainly for the contrast provided by her dark hair; were she fair, she would look quite ordinary.

Clothing: Unity dresses splendidly, usually in rich colours: red, sky blue, ivory. She is striking purely because her clothes are clearly so expensive and beautiful. Mink, fox fur, pearls. Her fondness for silk gives the impression that she is slippery, a shimmering, poised figure.

Scent(s): Her perfume is strangely vegetatious, crisp as a new leaf; her body creams are equally masculine in scent, quite a far cry from the powdered sugar concoctions most women wear.

Accent: Received Pronunciation (RP)

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲

Summary: The only daughter to a baron of minor repute, Unity was raised with a copy of Debrett's in one hand and a silver spoon in the other. She had singing lessons, dancing tutors, and learned the modern languages of the day. So curated was her existence that it should be no surprise to learn how hateful she became. Unity is a cold, judgemental person, with a litany of prejudices that can, at times, seem eccentric. Indeed, those few able to see past her veneer of respectability would not find the daughter of a baron, but a spoiled child with a frighteningly short temper and a wicked tongue. Her remarks can be so harsh, one can only hope that deep within there is a heart of gold, or a girl seeking protection. Anyone who thinks this is a fool. Unity Balfour is empty; hollowed-out. Any individuality was scooped out long ago. Instead, she plays her role: dutiful wife, pillar of society. It matters not that she beats with disdain for anything and anyone... except, perhaps, sometimes, Edwin.

Virtues: Insightful, diplomatic, poised, cultured, ambitious, brave.

Vices: Unstable, obsessive, cold, sharp-tongued, judgemental, vulnerable.

Moral alignment: Neutral Evil

Natal chart: Capricorn (Sun), Aquarius (Rising), Scorpio (Moon)

Habits: Shopping, socialising, draping herself on various pieces of furniture, reading magazines, throwing glassware.

Character tropes: Siobhan Roy (Succession); Rebecca de Winter (Rebecca); Julia (1984); Beth Harmon (The Queen's Gambit); Caroline Bingley (Pride & Prejudice); Esther Denham (Sandition)

𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬

Parent(s): The Right Honorable Andrew Mitford (Lord Spencer) (dead, 1919); Lady Alvilde Marion Stein (alive)

Sibling(s): N/A

Spouse: Lord Edwin Balfour

Child/ren: None... yet

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞

TBD

𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

TBD

[shytastemakerthing]

Hello! May I get a romantic matchup for twst?

Idk what to put exactly so I looked at some matchups you did and base it on that 😭

My name's Jay and I'm a Leo sun , pisces moon and Libra rising.

Looks wise I'm 5'3 , pale with shoulder length hair that I dye occasionally. (I went rainbow for freshman year of highschool , I got called the Skittles queen and a unicorn) I have brown eyes and a very strong rbf .

Personality wise , I'm going off of what I've been told by the few friends I have 🤧 straightforward , blunt , loyal , kind , funny , generous, protective, territorial, very asocial, bold , strong, ambitious but barely motivated, socially awkward, devil's temper (according to my mom , which is funny cuz it usually takes a lot to get me to that point except for a few exceptions which pull the pin) , i don't enjoy going out much ( a shut in ig) and I'm a bit of an outcast, specifically since I don't go out of my way to talk to people. I carry bandages and snacks in my bag most of the time 😭 I will not back down from a fight 😤 unless it's any sort of math or essay in which case.. I'm sprinting away.

Some dislikes would be bullies, stupid men , religious extremists , math , being bossed around , loud noises , annoying people, awkward small talk , creeps , beating around the bush , disloyalty, too much clinginess, children and gender roles

Some likes are drawing, reading, snacking, horse back riding , swimming, fantasy stuff , video games , anime , sleeping, I love my dogs more than life itself, the ocean and forests , my personal space and listening to music and ocean ambiance. I also love rainy / stormy weather.

I'm interested in boxing and other martial arts, hopefully I get to practice one day .

Idk what else to put so I'll leave it here 😅

Thank you for your time!

Remember to take breaks , eat yummy snacks and a tasty drink ! 💖

A/N: Hello and thank you so much for your request, and thank you for the patience as I work to get the rest of these out! I do hope that you like your match-up! Enjoy!

Tw: None

I match you with.........

Jade Leech

Now, the initial start of this relationship was rocky at best. Jade is someone who is quite used to putting up a front in front of other people, mostly to get them to trust him in some way (very bad idea), or other times, when he is as calm as he is, you know something is about to happen (again, something very bad). It took him some time to realize that he doesn't always have to have that persona up in front of you.

Your loyalty is something he finds admirable. Growing up in the Coral Sea, many only fended for themselves, loyalty wasn't a thing, not when everyday was a new fight for survival. Well, it was for mers who were like him. So, seeing your dedication and loyalty to those who were around you was something he found so endearing about you. And to be on the receiving end of that loyalty, oh, how it made his cold heart flutter.

I have a feeling that Jade will sometimes listen to ocean ambiance to help him sleep. Growing up in the ocean all of his life, coming onto land was a strange time for him. Everything was so unfamiliar to him, so the sounds of the ocean helped. Knowing that you enjoyed those sounds as well brings him great joy. Even more so if he gets to hold you as you both lay in bed. It brought a form of comfort to the eel.

As you love going out into the forest, would you like to join him for his next trip? Or even join his club? Having someone finally out there with him brings a real smile to his face, even more so when it's you. He especially loves it if you ask about any mushrooms that you may see while out in the wilderness. Though be prepared, any question you ask will be met with his extensive knowledge on that particular fungi, meaning he could be talking for hours.

Please go swimming with him. He will gladly switch back to his natural form and show you the world below the ocean if you would let him. He especially loves floating in the chilly waters with you lounging on top of him, simply enjoying the waves and the sun.

Overall, you both bring out the best in each other. He loves to be able to go hiking in the forests with you, hold you at night while listening to the sounds of the ocean, and just being by your side.

[cepheusgalaxy]

More worldbuilding:

Main countries, were the story takes place:

Araxacy (pronounced a-ra-shaa-cy)

Snow white's kingdom

Means "mother of the land of sunrise" (i made up the name with Tupi* random words)

Passing thro some difficulties after its queen died: the king, Philip Schneewittchen is overwhelmed, and that's why he's seeking for a new partner to rule

The nobles are currently having to administrate their territorries all alone, and most are very poor right now. One among the most prosperous are the von Waldeck lands, in the charge of the viscountess Katarina von Waldeck.

Snow white's future stepmother.

Tibai (ty-ba-ii)

More of an oligarchy than an actual monarchy. The Royal Family doesn't have much influence, not as much as the noble clans spared around the country. All of them reune themselves once or twice a year, to keep their decisions unified, but they are mostly, as powerful as the king. Most are allied, though, or else there would be much conflict (as it had once).

It is a coastal country, known by its huge sea power, and the different clans of nobles have privateer pirates** under their comand, which only serve to ampliate their influence. (Tibaí also means "full of water")

Privateers pirates work for different nobles, and many have issues against one another, but they manage to be as quiet as they can on their conflicts because of the nobles who haired them.

Among a privateer's contract, they have the responsability of beating illegal pirates, arresting illegal imigrants and beating Tibai's enemies in the ocean. They have many privillegies for doing this work.

Snow White and her friend, June, find out about the Queen's plans and run away from their country (after the queen finds out they are against her and tries to... hm, "prevent" them) to here. In Tibai, they meet this privateer pirate (she works for a noble clan i will go further in later) and after she finds out who Snow White is (she suspected it already) and why they ran out of their country, she offers to helping them.

Ibipyo (Y-by-py-o)

Ibipyo is a really rich country. Its name mean "land of gold" and it was a great mineration center in old times. It still is.

It is way far from Tibai than from another countries, but is Araxacy's neighboour, the oy thing separing the two kingdoms, a wild huge forest. It is the country Snow White and her friends go after Tibai.

They went there in search for possible allies against the queen, since it is close there and very powerful. When they reach there, (it is a very long way from Tibai to Ibipyo) however, the queen of the country faces a huge problem: Her oldest and only son has disappeared. The heir, prince Cauan, is somehow gone.

They manage to find him (long story) and send him back to the queen, getting her allyship. The prince also goes with them (it's now a team of four)

*tupi is a south-american indigenous language, one that influenced largely the brazilian language. All these countries were named with this language.

**Privateer pirates: licensed pirates who work for the government. (Like One Piece's.) In England, back on old days, the queen Elisabeth haired pirates and gave them permission to navigate, with a free pass among her seas. In exchange, the pirates would attack unwanted ships of other countries, like Spain's.

Some general lore and culture:

Patterns: people use many colorful patterns in popular clothing here. They mostly look like those from African culture.

Gender roles are weak here

My game, my rules: I get to decide what kinf of real world prejudices and fucked up dynamics they have, and there is no mysoginy (in this world this is a thimg from the past, they are civilized enough to have gender equality***), no racism (slavery and imperialism were inexistent in this history)

They are pretty queerphobic here, tho; this is important for conflict in my story****

In some kingdoms, like in Araxacy, it is common to rule in couples; in others, like in Ibipyo, one single ruler is enough, there is the Monarch (in this case, queen Jessica), their consort (the prince's father) and their childs and heir

***Be reminded, though, it still takes place in a 18th century based setting.

****In some stories, also, I worldbuild the thing with other settings: no homophobia, but bissexuality is seen as awful; no racism or queerphobia, but no rights for woman; gender equality and kind of accepting to queer identities, but no space for woman; etc, you name it.

[delivermytuneo6]

The Power of Music: Iconic Tracks That Changed the Game

Music is an unstoppable force that transcends cultures, languages, and generations. Over the years, certain tracks and albums have not only entertained listeners but also revolutionized their respective genres. From high-energy EDM tracks to emotionally charged rap albums, music continues to shape our lives in profound ways. In this article, we explore how groundbreaking artists and their songs have left an indelible mark on the world of music.

Avicii’s Best Songs: A Legacy of Innovation

Avicii, a pioneer of the EDM genre, redefined music with his unique ability to blend acoustic elements with electronic beats. His tracks such as Levels, Wake Me Up, and The Nights have become timeless classics. These songs don't just fill dance floors; they also inspire listeners with their uplifting messages. Avicii’s music often carried themes of resilience, hope, and living life to its fullest.

For those looking to dive deeper into his masterpieces, check out this carefully curated list of Avicii best songs. It’s a testament to his remarkable ability to create music that resonates with fans across the globe.

Rap Albums: The Evolution of Storytelling

Rap has grown from a niche genre into a global phenomenon, thanks to albums that tell compelling stories. Classics like Tupac’s Me Against the World and Notorious B.I.G.’s Ready to Die tackled issues like societal inequality and personal struggles. In the modern era, artists like Kendrick Lamar with DAMN. and Kanye West with My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy have continued to push boundaries, offering lyrical depth alongside innovative production.

Every rap album is a snapshot of the artist’s journey and the era it represents. For a detailed exploration of genre-defining albums, explore this collection of rap albums. It’s a fascinating look at how rap has transformed over the decades.

Madonna Pop Songs: The Queen of Reinvention

No discussion about influential music is complete without mentioning Madonna. Her ability to adapt and reinvent herself over decades has solidified her as the Queen of Pop. Songs like Like a Virgin, Material Girl, and Vogue aren’t just hits; they are cultural milestones. These tracks pushed boundaries and sparked conversations about identity, gender, and self-expression.

Madonna’s music consistently challenges norms while delivering infectious melodies. If you’re ready to relive the magic of her timeless catalog, check out this comprehensive list of Madonna pop songs.

The Best World Cup Songs: Celebrating Global Unity

The FIFA World Cup is not just a sporting event; it’s a global celebration. Music plays a significant role in capturing the excitement and emotion of the tournament. Tracks like Shakira’s Waka Waka and Ricky Martin’s La Copa de la Vida have become synonymous with World Cup fever, evoking a sense of unity among fans.

These anthems inspire joy and pride, reminding us of the universal language of music. Dive into the best World Cup songs to relive the unforgettable moments that these tracks represent.

Pop Smoke: A Star Gone Too Soon

Pop Smoke was a rising star in the drill music scene, a subgenre of rap known for its raw energy and authenticity. His tracks like Dior and Welcome to the Party introduced a fresh sound that captivated audiences worldwide. Despite his untimely passing, Pop Smoke’s legacy continues to grow, with his posthumous releases achieving critical and commercial success.

To learn more about his groundbreaking contributions to music, explore his journey at Pop Smoke. His story is a poignant reminder of how music can leave a lasting impact, even in a short time.

The Transformative Power of Music

Music has the power to inspire, heal, and connect people. Whether it’s Avicii’s euphoric EDM tracks, the cultural significance of rap albums, Madonna’s boundary-pushing pop hits, or the unifying anthems of the FIFA World Cup, music is a force that shapes our experiences. Even in its rawest form, as seen in Pop Smoke’s drill tracks, music reflects the human spirit in its most authentic state.

Conclusion

The beauty of music lies in its diversity. From the dance floors lit up by Avicii’s beats to the stadiums echoing with World Cup anthems, music has the ability to touch lives in countless ways. Which of these iconic tracks speaks to you the most? Share your thoughts, favorite songs, and memories in the comments below. Let’s celebrate the music that moves us!

[zooterchet]

The MI-6 New England Set (King James of Scotland's Architecture Ministry)

You have to separate, your mind’s eye, from the character on print.

That way, you understand art, as being a military endevour; Greece established the cross-gender, as the separation of roles in same profession, for marriage; this way, Socrates, cannot perform a military experiment, and Aristotle, cannot enslave his wife to make his employees as gay children.

Batman: Longinus, a private detective, pre-law.  The order to save a man, as governor, not to kill him; the professions of the wealthy, as for you, in academic, China.

Joker: Scorpion, a myth among those refused to police.  Those parents of criminal demeanor, hippies, as following a myth of your spies; the first, as instruction, the second, as punishment, anyone reporting the first, as receiving the latter.  

Scarecrow: Nietzsche, as having understood an evil industry, through roots, despite being trapped within it.  The lucid, upon those feeling insane, hence mentally ill, for being degreed, with the Grue, as manipulating systems through the tradition outside the Irish Castillian Dexter.

Two-Face: Stalin, as his mother’s favorite, as having refused his mother’s beatings, through receiving them himself, to preserve his trade of male; hence, any such trade, be the leader of the future, the child having mastered it.  This is the Pravda, the unit of concept, through the love of the life, the cheated wife.

Clayface: Doubting Thomas, the general of Queen Samhain; treason codes, applied to leader, hence lesbian, is that outcast, on the word of other wives; therefore, Clayface, returning lesbian, the haze mistress, to the proper wife, outside of the goodwife’s tradition.

Hugo Strange: Donald Nixon, the California Republican.  Those sports and games, as having international affect, through those viewing, strange scrying eyes of the sky, Lewis and Clark’s journey.

Mister Freeze: Chiang Kai-Shek, the Taiwanese; those endowed to a murderous psychopath, as having history on screen; otherwise slain, without public event.  Those dying, as electric mouse, or another insight of a famous murderer, to unlock from time, the MI-6 team having been removed from literal print of text applied.

Penguin: Lu Bu, the Kowloon-Chinese, having once orchestrated society in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, through reading own daughter’s diary; Tenochtitlan, the Forbidden Palace, Kowloon, and Pyongyang.  The old friend of Longinus, one a sword maker, the other an author.  Both of them spying on the Mainland, to save it from Hordes, those banking viziers beholden to women who wish to win a game for influence, not lose for strategy to poor.

Riddler: Cervantes, born with osteoperothetic bones, since conception.  Density of bones, being IQ, this man has a flower in his mind, since first dalliance with self from childhood.  A professional at artist sketches of art, he can move any case study of science, not people, to resemble a windmill, with the spokes moving backwards, himself having devised the structure forwards, to catch pedophiles; those of such low quotients of intellectual esteem, they can’t differentiate from a model.

Catwoman: Andrea Lou-Salome, this is a runaway girl, fleeing her childhood whenever given too many toys, not stuffed animals, the child that ejaculates on his bears and toys, her natural mate.  Determines who is which character, in a unique siphons blot, but only if the Batman, is mixed with another line; hence, she will appear, for another comics line of franchise owned, given to the man's one true love; unless dead, a female villainess, the man is a pedophile, Superman raped his wife (Bob Kane).

[mysillylittleseerblog]

Asked so I shall answer. How gay is Norse mythology?

Before I begin, it's important to keep in mind that most norse myths are lost to time, and of those that exist, the most complete source for the most famous myths was scribed by a Christian. Even still, a lot of downright John Waters-style filth still managed to survive.

The norsemen had some very complicated feelings about sexuality and gender. "Ergi" (unmanliness) seemed to be shamed (and possibly punished) in some communities and accepted under specific circumstances in others. AFAB queerness was not considered a big deal, though their are mild old norse insults that vaguely allude to the idea being strange or even funny. AMAB queer people, whether they be trans woman or gay man seemed to be more socially acceptable to most norsemen if they socially transitioned to a more womanly role, especially if they were Seidr or Galdr workers (Norse witches.) It's complicated though, and it probably varied from community to community.

For anyone not familiar with Norse mythology, it's a little unique in that it's 40% poetic, deep lore, 60% dirty dick jokes made up by sailors and farmers trying to get their buddies to laugh.

Loki:

Loki is probably the most famously queer Norse god since they confirmed him as genderqueer in the MCU then shipped him with himself, as you do. Loki has six named children, and he's confirmed to have given birth to at least one, possibly three, depending on the version of the myth. From a source I cannot confirm the legitimacy of so take this with a grain of salt, he's said to have given birth to a bunch of other monstrous shit. This is not in the prose Edda, but if you choose to believe it so, every horrible non-humanoid monster in Norse mythology has come from Loki's vagina. He's always disguising himself as a woman, just constantly. He's also guilty of the for mentioned Ergi, since he can do Seidr.

Thor:

Quite literally the most well-known story of Thor from norse mythology is him cross dressing. The TL;DR is that Loki (probably) gives mlojnir to a jotune who says he'll give it back if they give him Freya to marry, Freya says hell no (she's technically already married to a man who went missing but is secretly Odin who's already married to Frigga and that's actually part of what causes ragnorok, lol) and somehow the only other solution is Thor in drag pretending to be Freya, with loki disguised as a bridesmaid. The giant's super happy, marries bearded queen thor/freya, is then weirded out by thor eating an insane amount of food, drinking an insane amount of mead, and being so angry his eyes are glowing red. Loki bullshits their way through it until Thor gets mlojrnir and violently beats every jotune there to death. The end.

This gets funnier when you consider Thor doesn't look anything like Chris Hemsworth in the mythos--- he's got one of those strong man bodies where he's so muscular he looks fat, a very grizzled face, and a long red beard.

Side note: not that this is really queer persay, but mlojnir has a short handle, is typically depicted with the hammer part at the bottom and is considered a symbol of fertility because it's a small dick appreciation joke. Small but mighty. Thor loves his tiny member.

Odin:

Odin is a contradictory god in many ways. He's a sage loving father and a violent berserker. He created humanity but is also a god of death. To be able to see more, he cut out his own eye. He's wise and all-knowing and will play silly pranks and be goofy. It's his whole shtick. No surprise then even though he's pinnacle masculine partiarch, he's one of the most powerful users of Seidr magic second only to Freya. I have a post on my blog explaining Seidr, but the short version is it's time-based pussy magic. Which means Odin is also extremely guilty of committing ergi. Knowledge is far more important to Odin than those pesky gender roles though, a shockingly progressive hot take from the most powerful god in a pantheon. I'd call him a feminist icon if he didn't constantly cheat on his wife, though she may actually just be cool with it since, unlike Hera, we have not a single myth of Frigga showing the slightest bit of jealousy her husband's a whore. Dick move what he did to Freya though. Odin's bff is another poetry goddess he drinks with and has slam poetry nights with--- I imagine anyway.

Freya:

Her chariot is pulled by cats. She's a slut and is proud of it. If that's not high femme Sapphic I don't know what is.

Freyr:

Local twink falls in love with the first giant stone butch mega milk mommy he sees and contributes to the makings of the end of the world.

Heimdall:

He's the son of nine or eight-strong lesbian polycule of women who are also sentient waves.

Kvasir:

Okay, so, this God is already the product of every single Vanir and Aesir spitting into a bucket, m'kay? Already, John Waters shit is afoot. All the gods wanted to fuck him, he was just hella likable and hot. Skipping over some stuff, he gets killed and made into mead. Just go with it. He's stolen by either jotune or dwarves and I can't be bothered to look it up. Odin isn't having it. He disguises himself as an eagle and drinks his former-spit-bucket-former-hot-boy-crush-current-alcoholic-berverage so everyone can taste the hotness that was Kvasir. So he's flying around, sprinkling hot boy juice on all the nine realms, and everyone who gets hit with it gets ten times more creative/artistic/poetic depending on the translation. But the mead also gives Odin diarrhea. Anyone who gets hit with the literal shitty diarrhea creativity/poetic juice also gets super inspired, but only to make really really bad stuff only they think is good. Which is the most hardcore camp fairytale I have ever fucking read and sums up pretty well why I became a practicing heathan.

Valhalla is not heaven, and other reasons fascists are dumb dumbs.

The utterly, bewildering, so funny it's depressing thing about neo n@z1s and blanc enthusiasts being so fucking quick to appropriate Norse iconography as a symbol of their "proud heritage" is that they consistently demonstrate a grasp on Norse Mythology as deep as the Marvel Cinematic Universe does. Not a dig on the MCU, but, let's just say creative liberties is an understatement when it comes to representing Norse Mythology.

The primary point of interest boils down basically to the concept of the "exhalted warrior death." As fascism is the ideology of hero worship, on a surface level, this makes sense. Old Norse Culture was one largely defined by conflict and vikinging as a trade.

Many Norse beliefs are shaped by, designed to inspire and exhalt the warrior who fights without fear. Their society in part relied on "the hero warrior."

Couple things though:

1. Not all Norsemen were vikings, and you REALLY aren't one.

You think the Norse belief system was so heavily lazer focused on a single profession in what needed to be an entire functioning community everyone that wasn't a viking was poopooed to damnation and/or a dishonorable life? No bitch. "Hel" in Norse mythology is just where the dead ARE. It's a very morally neutral place to be. Hel be vibin'. Odin, Freya, and possibly Njord were collecting souls for a very specific reason. That being . . .

2. The souls of warriors were being brought to Valhalla (among other places) to train for a final battle THEY WERE DESTINED TO LOSE.

Y'all fucking forgot about Ragnorok didn't you? The souls in Valhalla are being conscripted to a suicide mission. It's a place of honor to be chosen, but it's not a reward.

The training is apparently honestly a bitch in a half in it of itself supposedly. I guess you get god mead, though. Sit next to Odin at the big boy table, maybe. An afterlife of pain and awaiting doom for beer and for daddy to notice you.

That's the thing, though. Valhalla isn't supposed to be Heaven. It aligns with many other Norse Myths in that it exhalts to bravery in the face of certain annihilation. Valhalla as a function of beleif designed to psychologically break past the human instinct to prioritize self-preservation. The quality in which it exhalts is not the hero's death, but embracing doom. THAT'S WHY Odin chose warriors who died WITH WEAPON IN HAND, as in, they already faced one destruction, they can face another.

The army of Valhalla weren't even the only deaths of honor Odin recognized one could achieve. The Volva were all very much in Hel once they died, and they are all distinguished as Odin's special little future-seeing squad in the mythos too. And that's JUST Odin, ignoring the other gods who chose souls for their armies.

Norse mythology, ironically to the point of head-exploading farce, spits in the face of the concept of the Hero's Death as defined by fascism. "Dying for the cause" is a Christian/Abrahamic value that they are retroactively interjecting into Norse belief because historical self-insert fanfiction that is the Arian Mythos. There's no fucking point in training and fighting in Ragnorok, everyone is destined to fail, everyone knows it, and that's the fucking point.

The concept of Ragnorok and Valhalla was not even universal among the Norsemen. The inevitability of death and rebirth is just kind of a given as a natural truth in most pagan beliefs. Everyone you know and love is going to die, and then something else will come from the ashes. Literally "chill bro it be like that sometimes."

And if that's not enough to convince you fascists don't actually know shit about Norse mythology, I can tell you all about how fucking gay it is.

[megashadowdragon]

Lancelot had a (b)romance with the half-giant king, Galehaut. Some fun stories about them

Galehaut's forces were laying siege to king Arthur's and looked as though they may prevail but before clinching victory, Galehaut offered surrender on the condition that the mighty black knight who fought so valiantly (Lancelot) become his friend. Arthur accepted the terms then Lancelot and Galehaut adventured together.

Galehaut helped cover for Lancelot and Guinevere, allowing them to use his castle for secret meetings.

He later encouraged Lancelot to move somewhere else where he could be with her even though it meant they'd never see each other again (his giant blood and own kingdom meant he couldn't leave).

Upon (false) news that Lancelot had died, Galehaut is said to have died of either loneliness or heartbreak (Lancelot had been kidnapped then driven mad so it wasn't completely implausible).

When Lancelot died, instead of being buried next to any of his three-ish wives, he chose to be laid to rest in the grave Galehaut set aside for the two of them so that they could be side by side for the rest of time

Gilgamesh is an architect nerd

Heracles madness and invulnerability isn't just due to his labours and being too strong to control

He had an actual moment of pure madness due to his invulnerability, his wife gifted him an undershirt that had been soaked in the blood of a centaur that tried to rape her, Heracles killed the centaur with an arrow coated in hydra blood, the hydras blood was deadly to all living things except those of divinity, the centaur knowing why it was dying told her if she felt her husband was cheating on her all she had to do was make him wear the cloth and he would fall completely in love with her and she gave him it as a gift

The hydra blood poisoned him but due to his inability to die he was stuck in perpetual pain and death with no cure he was eventually driven mad, during his madness he hit one of his friends so hard he sent them hurtling into the ocean, during his madness he commanded the building of an enormous pyre which once completed he threw himself on top of and set it on fire, hoping to burn his body into nothingness before it could heal and release him from the poison

I've never heard of a telling of Atalanta's story that has her die in that incident. Every version I've seen that includes that incident says that the two of them were transformed into lions.

As has been mentioned in other comments, FGO did address the existence of Chrysaor in Gorgon's Bond CE, and Mordred proposing to Guinevere, IIRC, is brought up in Fate/Apocrypha.

As for others...

While only addressed in the FGO Materials (and said materials note that it's unclear if this applies in the Nasuverse), some tales say that Medea and Achilles were once married.

There's one tale that happens before Heracles' labours, where he is tasked to hunt a supernatural lion (not the Nemean one). One version has him be rewarded for his success by being allowed to sleep with all 50 of the local king's daughters - Heracles beds and impregnates 49 in one night, and the only reason he didn't go for a full 50 is because one of the daughters wasn't DTF like the other 49. The other version has the hunt take 50 days, and each night Heracles is permitted to sleep with the king's eldest daughter... except they've plotted such that in the darkness, each night a different sister would crawl into bed with him, resulting in all of the sisters getting pregnant.

Heracles spent a couple of years as a lover to a snake-woman (who may or may not have been Echidna) during one of his labours (she was keeping Heracles' horses captive, and wouldn't let them free until she'd had three kids from him). One of their sons, Scythes, became the serpent-woman's heir, and is said to be the king for whom the Scythians were named. The other two sons either joined or founded other neighbouring tribes.

Going by Le Morte d'Arthur, Gareth gets really violent with cock-blockers (or, I suppose in the Nasuverse, clam-jammers). The first time, the intruder got their head cut off, but Gareth ended up being stabbed in the thigh and that ruined sexy-times. The second time, Gareth cut the intruder's head off, broke the skull into itty-bitty pieces, and threw them all into a moat... but sexy-times got ruined again because the fight re-opened the previous thigh-wound and the blood-loss nearly killed Gareth.

solomon and sheba

It varies depending on which version of Arthurian legend it is, but in Thomas Malory’s version, upon learning that mordred is an incest bastard, and Merlins prophecy that mordred will destroy Arthur and his kingdom, Arthur puts every baby born on the same day as mordred on boats and sends them away in hopes they all die, which obviously doesn’t work. I enjoy it because it makes mordreds hatred of his father a bit more understandable, and while he’s still a pretty bad dude, I feel for him a bit. Although in fate, mordred is my favorite character so I’m a little biased towards both her, and her actual counterpart

Arjuna

- "Endowed Hero" is a bullshit title. Arjuna and his brothers, due to being son of Pandu, was forced to be exiled and live in poverty for 14 years.

- Among Drona's student, he is the bravest among them. Even Karna's reason to study more under Parasurama was due to his jealousness toward Arjuna.

- Yudhistira is strong in using chariot and spear, Bhima in using mace, Arjuna in archery, Nakula and Sahadev in using sword. Despite all of that, Arjuna is better in technique than all of them in their respective forte.

- He got his astras by doing wrestle with Mahadev himself

- Among the youngling during Kurukshetra war (it means excluding Drona, Parasurama, and such. Oh, excluding Krishna as well), only Arjuna have fought non-human enemies and won.

Karna

- He's always the one with the obsession to beat Arjuna, not otherwise. Always want to be acknowledged.

- It's true that his armor is immune to everything thrown by Gandiva and even Chakra Sudharsana itself, but doesn't mean Karna is unbeatable. What impossible is to kill Karna, not beat him. Karna already loses 2 times against Arjuna before Kurukshetra war, either fainting or fled.

- Once Karna fought against Bhima. This battle happened years after Karna trade his armor with Vasavi Shakti. Both participants fought with normal weapon. No astras. No gods interference. No blessings. Bhima beat him so hard that Ashvattama needs to carry him.

In Greek mythology, Heracles was given another trial for some reason and he was given to a queen for said trial. The queen tried to humiliate him by making him dress up in women’s clothing and do knitting while she would dress up in his Nemean lion pelt and go into battle, essentially reversing gender roles. Well it turned out that the plan backfired on the queen as Heracles actually came to enjoy knitting. He said it was a calming exercise for him, so he actually found a new hobby out of this trial instead of humiliation. Needless to say that I would find it hilarious if we found berserker Heracles knitting a sweater for one of the children and ritsuka and mash catch him in the act. Just imagining a hulking behemoth like that knitting would be a hilarious image.

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Pride Month is right around the Corner! Yay! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

Marinette, Kim, and Nino- The Trio of Transcendenceness... Ness 🏳️‍⚧️

Marinette, Kim, and Nino have been best friends since birth, and do pretty much everything together

If some rando were to look at them, they’d think it’s odd that Marinette likes to wear pink and gaze starry-eyed at dresses in store windows while Kim and Nino like to play with action figures and shop for clothes in the boys’ section

And people swore they saw them get teary-eyed whenever someone said their birth names

Tom and Sabine sort of just knew that Marinette was somewhere on the trans spectrum, and let their so- daughter buy whatever outfits she wanted and grow her hair out

Marinette: I wanna be a princess when I grow up!

Rando: Don’t you mean a prince?

Marinette: No! I’m the Princess of princes!

She officially came out when she was seven

Her parents were supportive. Confused, but supportive. They even made her a three layered cake with Trans flags toppers

She named herself after a princess she read about in a book

Kim and Nino did everything they could to help their sister

Nino gave her the makeup kit he never uses and a bunch of his hair accessories

Kim gave her some clothes he doesn’t like wearing

Whenever someone asks what happened to their friend, [CENSORED]. Kim and Nino say their friend went on a long trip and is never coming back

Kim was second to come out when he was nine

He loved how carefree Marinette looked after she had what he and Nino call her “Gender Awakening”

He was confused about some things though, and asked her to explain how she came to the conclusion that she wasn’t a guy

Marinette: Well, I never liked how people kept calling me by my old name, and whenever I had to wear boy’s clothes, my skin crawled a bit.

Kim: ... I’m trans, I wear pants, deal with it!

His parents were very supportive and his mom even threw a one-woman pride parade in the backyard

Kim: Is mom okay?

Kim’s dad: She’s just happy for you. Now let’s go get you a haircut, young man before you look like a hippie.

In Vietnamese, Kim means gold/metal (A little reference to the gold medals he’s one in sports)

Marinette made him a custom binder that’s red with a gold star on the front

Nino cut his hair and is even learning how to contour so he can do Kim’s makeup to make him look more masculine

Finally, Nino came out when he was ten. He just figured it out on his own like Marinette

Nino: Your daughter’s dead, dudes. I’m taking over her room.

Chris: *Stares in awe* That is... awesome!

His parents supported him wholeheartedly

He chose his name because it’s Spanish for boy

Marinette made him a binder and she and Kim took Nino clothes shopping

Since they’re all best friends, they wanna do everything together

When they were ten, the three of them started taking their hormones

On dysphoria days, they’ll get under a big blanket and snuggle up while watching Disney movies until they fall asleep. Nino and Marinette would sandwich Kim in the middle while he wrapped his arms around them

Sometimes they wear matching hoodies that are a few sizes too big and just hide everything

On their first day of collége, all three of them were dead named in one of their classes since the school didn’t update their names

Word spread. Long story short, Kim and Nino beat up a boy who deadnamed Marinette and asked for “proof”

Their classmates were very supportive and always corrected teachers who accidentally say their dead names during role call

Many guys who had crushes on Marinette offered to beat up or threaten anyone harassing her

Nathaniel (Before meeting Marc) almost framed one of her bullies for murder

The swim team wore gender neutral swimwear so Kim wouldn’t feel like the odd one out until he got his surgery

Guys will always put emphasis on ‘Dude’ whenever talking to Nino

Students offered to stand guard whenever they used the bathroom in case anyone tried anything else

When Alya and Adrien came along, they were all so nervous. Sure, most of the school was pretty tolerant, but what if someone outs them and the new students turn out to be bullies in their own class?!

Once again, they were outed by some asshole Damocles won’t expel for some shit reason

Alya beat the asshole to a pulp (Which caused Nino’s crush on her to start) while Adrien treated his three new friends to ice cream

When they started dating and Nino was feeling dysphoric, Alya will say things like: “My boyfriend is the manliest man ever.”

... Ah, fuck it! Bring out the Miraculous!🐞🐈‍⬛🐢

Marinette is Ladybug/Nino is Carapace/Kim is Mèo đen (They all know each other’s identities because they opened the boxes together in Marinette’s room)

Thanks to a little magic, they have the bodies they’ve always dreamed of having

One Akuma they faced was some transphobic dick who they did not go easy on. Carapace and Mèo đen had to reluctantly keep Ladybug from murdering him in front of a bunch of people

Now, Lila? (I can’t go one second without Lila salt) She’s a new member of the assholes club but doesn’t know others know Marinette, Kim, and Nino are trans

She runs into class sobbing like a dumb [BLEEP] and whines about how Marinette assaulted her in the bathroom

The class was not amused and Lila never did become popular

Then the big day came. They were eighteen and they got their surgery together in the same hospital

Doctors and nurses gushed over how sweet it was three best friends were taking this huge step together

Kim and Nino’s first act was to burn their bras. Marinette even joined in even though she needed hers’

🏳️‍⚧️ Okay, onto the Pride headcanons! 🏳️‍⚧️

Some consider them Trans icons

It’s not every day a group of best friends come out as Transgender and get their surgery on the same day

They go to Pride every year, and thanks to Marinette, they’re always the best dressed

Their outfits mainly consist of sleeveless hoodies, crop tops, sandals, and bedazzled shorts and capes

Every time Marinette inhales, a terf gets punched

Every time Marinette exhales, a trans kid gets a cupcake

Mari makes pride capes, bedazzles them, and passes them out at parades

Kim is very popular with the drag Queens.

He is a lip sync god

Children love him and always ask for piggyback rides

He’s notorious for making flower crowns for the kids

Nino takes on the role of the mom friend when they got to pride

He once put Mari and Kim on those baby leashes so they wouldn’t wander off

He also supplies juice boxes and snacks

After their surgery, Nino and Kim pass out their old binders.

Kim’s would definitely look like sports jerseys

Nino’s binders are neon and one even glows in the dark

He wears hoodies no matter how hot it is

Marinette: Nino, take that off!

Nino: *Sweating more than the average person* No!

Marinette once beat up a terf who was harassing Kim and Nino for being “traitors to their sex”

The terf left with bruises and a small crush

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When thinking about Eleanor Guthrie, I am continuously reminded of Audre Lorde’s essay, “The Master’s Tools Will Never Dismantle The Master’s House,” which she gave at a 1984 NYU conference on feminism. She notes in this essay that, though she was asked to be part of this conference, she is speaking on a largely white panel and to a largely white audience of liberal, feminist academic women. As a critique of white feminist academia, she states:

Those of us who stand outside the circle of this society's definition of acceptable women; those of us who have been forged in the crucibles of difference -- those of us who are poor, who are lesbians, who are Black, who are older -- know that survival is not an academic skill. It is learning how to take our differences and make them strengths. For the master's tools will never dismantle the master's house. They may allow us temporarily to beat him at his own game, but they will never enable us to bring about genuine change. And this fact is only threatening to those women who still define the master's house as their only source of support.

This quotation, I think, perfectly summarizes Eleanor’s role in Black Sails.

The show immediately makes clear to us that Eleanor is different from the typical notion of “woman” that existed at the time, differentiating herself in terms of both gender presentation and sexuality. Her clothing occupies a space between masculine and feminine, matching her approach to wielding power. Because she is a woman, she has to constantly worry about men taking her power seriously, and she uses whatever tools she possesses to hang on to this power. When appropriate, she wields this authority in the same way as a man would: she reminds pirates time and again that she controls their economic security, and should they cross her, she has the power to cut them off entirely. 

Because of her womanness, though, this assertion of power is not enough. It would fall apart if she didn’t continuously reinforce it with her sexuality. Indeed, it is only through getting Charles Vane to fall in love with her and thereby betray his mentor and father figure, Edward Teach, that Eleanor is able to obtain power in the first place. She returns to this trick time and again: whenever she is in trouble, she has sex with Vane to convince him to give her what she wants. He is the necessary male authority cementing her power. She eventually comes to do the same thing with Woodes Rogers, though she actually claims to love him.

The problem with Eleanor is that, in order for her authority to exist, she must in some way tether herself to the established order of civilization. Thus, the end for this type of authority is always subservience to society. There is always a time limit to this power, and it will always result in becoming the wife of the governor, in donning the dress and manners of civilization and in thereby allowing that initial level of authority to be worn away until it does not exist anymore. 

Tied to this problem is that Eleanor only wants power for power’s sake. She wants to control Nassau because she thinks she is owed it due to being the daughter of its governor. In other words, she wants to be exactly like the male authority figures of England, only a woman; she constantly worries about her father’s return because he will supplant her rule, but she rests heavily on her last name as her claim to rule in the first place. There are no principles behind her rule, no greater efforts to advance women as a whole. It is an entirely selfish venture inspired by the very customs of civilization she believes from which she exists separately.

Her claim to authority, then, rests solely on her whiteness. She fails time and again to understand that assimilation is not liberation. She fails to liberate Max, the woman she supposedly loves, because leaving Nassau behind would cut her off from her power. In season 4, when she and Max reflect on that moment in season 1, Eleanor tells her, “I was so close to saying yes…[but] I had put so much of myself into this place, in that moment, I honestly didn't know where I ended and it began. There may be ways of severing oneself in that way...sacrificing one part to save the other. But in that moment...I honestly couldn't find something sharp enough to make the cut” (4.04). When Max asks her what would have been enough, she doesn’t answer, because nothing would have been enough to make that cut. For Eleanor, whatever relationships she has will always be secondary to her quest for power, and so she constantly justifies the harm she causes others, particularly the Black people to whom she is closest, on the basis of her quest for power being good and right.

This fact is made clearer in Eleanor’s conversation with Flint while he is imprisoned. After he tells her that Madi and the Maroon Queen are alive, Eleanor becomes angry over the fact that Mr. Scott would hide this knowledge from her. She says that the power she obtained was always done so “with a man behind me doing his damnedest to bend it all to his benefit. My father, Scott, Charles, you. So many goddamn men here. Too many goddamn men here” (4.05). To her, Mr. Scott is just like every other man, exerting his patriarchal control over her. There is no acknowledgement on her part that she and her family had enslaved him and thus he did not owe her any sort of allegiance or trust. 

By the time Madi confronts her with the truth–– “My father didn't mistrust Flint. My father mistrusted all of you”––it is too late for Eleanor (4.06). For her entire life, she has obsessed over the fact that her womanness differentiated her from everyone around her and has not once stopped to think about how her whiteness supersedes all of those gender-based differences. She has staked her claim to authority on the perpetuation of the white supremacist system: using her last name, tying her control of Nassau to the continuation of its plantations, betraying everyone who questioned her claim to authority, sacrificing Max and Mr. Scott and Madi whenever doing so suited her.

Thus, the very thing she attempted to prevent––a second Rosario Raid––is what ends up killing her. Through her efforts to attach her legitimacy to the white supremacist, cisheteropatriarchy that is civilization, she sows the seeds of her own destruction, as well as the destruction of those she supposedly cares for. Her use of her master’s tools results only in building yet another house for her master while leaving everyone else homeless.