#historians will say they're just friends

[archerdepartures116]

just roomates

[ni-chome]

anyone who thinks farcille isn't real after this episode ... homophobic and sentenced to the electric chair. tbh

[hercarisntyours]

greek mythology nerding out over the connections with elita and orion (they aren't good ones in greek mythology terms but still indulge me)

so like obviously Elita combines into Orthia yada yada yeah BUT ORTHIA AND ARTEMIS HAVE CONNECTIONS IN GREEK MYTHOLOGY (there's a lot to it but in summary Orthia = Artemis blah blah same person) and I'm sure everyone knows that Artemis is Orion's (supposed) lover

SO BASICALLY ELITA IS ORTHIA WHO IS ARTEMIS WHO'S LOVER IS *ORION*

[onepiece-polls]

I love your polls and it’s great you try to be on both sides to give fair chance to everyone, but the way you talked about shanks/buggy is crazy They’re fine together but in canon they’re brothers and your shipping googles got so tight you actually sounded like you could believe they’re anywhere close to canon which is u know stupid af

lmao, okay, this came out of nowhere 😂 Like... I talked about that months ago. But okay.

Anyway, Shuggy is canon. They're making out behind you right now.

[monty-glasses-roxy]

does roxy even realize that chica is crushing on her?

There is not a single universe to ever exist where Roxy realises Chica is crushing on her. Not a single one.

In every universe, Roxy is dense as bricks. She can read others so well and yet she's so dense when it comes to crushes and romance stuff. She's got no idea.

[moe-broey]

VIVID fucking idea I had last night....

Background info, I think Moe has some really distinct tendencies that Alfonse ends up being able to immediately identify it by (and finds a lot of comfort in doing so). One of which, is it doing a quiet, hesitant, but steady knock. Persistent, but with long pauses in between.

ENTER..... the Vision........ just. This entire sequence. "You'll never hear from me again". Into, the quiet knock only a few hours later. Into bursting in with the MOST enthusiastic, "HOLY FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Moe really is Some Type of Guy LMFAOO

Fave panels.......

[asterdeer]

video called "pirate shirt tutorial that actually makes sense" with a thumbnail clickbaitingly copying bernadette banner's style, which does the exact same thing as bernadette banner's video but more confusingly and without a diagram in the video itself, also failing to understand that bernadette banner's channel is primarily a history channel and not a sewing tutorial channel so telling people they don't have to hand-sew the pirate shirt or they don't have to thread-pull is unnecessary because bernadette banner literally said "do this however you want, i just do it this way because it's how i learn about historical dress practices" in her own video. couldn't ask for better youtube entertainment

[soliusss]

man I wish I liked the popular ships in big fandoms.

[wtf-amiru]

More of your favorite height difference :3 Had another gpose date last night w Kaz :3

Also we're learning I'm the slowest gposer in existence (this time it was cuz I had to 1v1 Anam before it'd found me worthy of gposing, I had to start over three times -_-)

So here's a couple Kaz took while I was battling my own PC lmao

[mushroom-for-art]

Another animation script thingy, at this point I'm pretty sure they're just fanfics with lyrics but pft who cares, song is "I'll save you" by Jordan Sweeto and Rue belongs to @blues-sues

Start scene Rue is in a room we are looking inwards through a window where we can just make out her taking up most of the window view and a blurred empty background room behind her, she is staring longingly out into the world

"I've seen that look before, I've worn it all too well"

May pops up from nowhere, she is on the other side she is in the outside while Rue is still inside, she cocks her head and smiles at Rue

"It's hard to comprehend, How far that I have fell"

Rue pulls away slightly from the window in surprise and a level of conditioned shame at wanting to escape as May tilts her head the other way

"But I have found a place, That I can call my own"

May is speaking somewhere between the lyrics of the song and telling Rue she's found somewhere they can go as she pushes open the window

"And I could take you there, Why should you be alone?"

May holds her hand out to Rue her hand in the room with Rue who looks for a moment back at her surroundings taking a moment to consider that somebody wants her

"No need to hesitate, What are we waiting for?"

Before she takes Mays hand being pulled free from the imprisonment, physical or metaphorical is up to interpretation

"I know, You're what I'm looking for

(Looking for, looking for...)"

They fall backwards together or maybe they're flying Rue half leaping to her freedom and into her friends arms with joyous laughter and smiles unheard, May as normal is staring at her friend with so much love

" Oh baby

Tear down the night sky

And I'll save you

From your mundane life

Yeah, I'll hold the door

You take the stage light

Have you wanted more?"

It's implied May is 'singing' this part, they are soaring through a star filled sky together holding hands circling each other spinning in play, Rue flies upwards through the stars that ripple around her as though in water as May looks on at her in adoration during the "and I'll save you from your mundane life, Yeah i'll hold the door" lines, the stars glisten around Rue sticking to her making her dazzle decorated with stars as she takes the stage light so to speak it's probably quite metaphorical for her taking and wanting more from life which she is now getting being a glistening free star, and May as always is staring at her with love and warmth

"Tear down the night sky

And I'll save you

From your mundane life

Yeah, I'll hold the door

You take the stage light

'Cause I found the cure

You're what I'm looking for"

They crash playfully into a patch of grass as the second part of the chorus plays out, Rue splaying out on her back as the dark blue hues of nighttime grass cradle around her as May sits with her watching Rue who is still beaming with her freedom laughing as she lies there before curling a bit onto her side cause, oof big tired girl, May smiles at her as "'Cause I found the cure, you're what I'm looking for" plays, because while the freedom was Rues cure, her existence happiness and joy is Mays

"Now if we stay right here, We'll always be this young"

May flops down in the grass besides her her mouth is moving once more either saying the lyrics or something along those lines as Rue smiles at her

"I'll never leave your side, We'll never have to run"

May turns on her side to look at Rue properly, this time she is definitely saying the lyrics because she is never intentionally gonna leave rues side

"And I can feel your heart, As you lay by my side"

Their forms become more simple lineart like, showing their hearts and the many strings attached due to their mutual attachment to each other, as friends for Rue and as a bit more for May but they can feel that security that safety in that moment that neither is gonna abandon the other

"Your eyes are all I know, This world where I reside"

Their forms return to color Mays mouth is moving and we see Rues eyes with sparkles of stars, and we briefly show May with a blush hue as we move to the prechorus

"No need to hesitate

What are we waiting for?

I know, You're what I'm looking for

(Looking for, looking for...)"

Rue is the one to pull May up by a hand pulling her up into the sky with her as May is falling leaping pulled into Rue more than happily as Rue seems to be singing this part, though as she gestures to the scenery she may be more so implying the freedom is what she's been looking for

"Oh baby

Tear down the night sky

And I'll save you

From your mundane life

Yeah, I'll hold the door

You take the stage light

Have you wanted more?"

Rue is the one taking the lead again, she is wanting freedom for them both and she sees being trapped as the mundane life, but we can see May is just a bit distracted and as Rue turns to her at the "Have you wanted more?" line May is seen looking away, because she does but she knows she can't have that

" Tear down the night sky

And I'll save you

From your mundane life

Yeah, I'll hold the door

You take the stage light

'Cause I found the cure

You're what I'm looking for"

Rue moves back over to May moving to gently take Mays hands in hers tilting and leaning her head a bit closer mouth moving not understanding why May seems to not be as happy as she is (and of course May is happy that rue is free and can be truly happy she's trying to hide her own struggle of being in love with rue and thinking rue is politely ignoring that)

May properly looks at Rue at the "You're what I'm looking for," line her mouth moving either as the lyrics or to answer Rues questions with something along the lines of that

"And I can be your light, when all you know is fear

(And I can take you there, and I can take you there)"

Rue blinks and we see May try to take her hands away because the fear is setting in as Rue instead wraps her arms around May waist area in a hug as they slowly float up together and slowly spin surrounded by stars

" And I can lift you up, far from these fallen tears

(And I can take you there, and I can take you there)"

Rue lifts her head to look at May as sparkles of tears fall out her eyes turning into glitters and Rue tilts her head a bit and smiles at May in a fond way with May awkwardly smiling at her in turn

" Why should we hesitate, what are we waiting for?

(And I can take you there, and I can take you there, and I can take you there)"

Rue leans her head forward and gently bumps her forehead to Mays, (headbutt of love), her hand comes up to gently hold the side of Mays face who leans into it as the "And I can take you there" builds, Mays back faces the camera for their slow spin and rise and at the last most built up powerful "And I can take you there" Rue leans forward and we see them both tumbling, Rue falling forwards kissing May who is falling backwards but her arms moving to wrap around Rue just a dramatic but gentle fall kiss

"Oh baby

Tear down the night sky

And I'll save you

From your mundane life

Yeah, I'll hold the door

You take the stage light

Have you wanted more?"

As the lyrics "oh baby" plays they can still be seen calling together arms around each other faces smooshed together in a kissy before they disappear from frame and then reappear they both come back into frame Rue holding Mays hands both sporting wide grins as they twirl through the stars together becoming decorated in glistening light as the sky in the background slowly fades from night to a lazy sunrise

"Tear down the night sky

And I'll save you

From your mundane life

Yeah, I'll hold the door

You take the stage light

'Cause I found the cure

You're what I'm looking for"

They fly together arms wrapped around each other as the new day joins them before they do eventually find a place to land though still holding the other in their arms, the camera pulls away as the sunrises and they become more silhouettes against the warm colors of morning we see Mays shorter form lean her head against and into Rue cuddling in the morning sun

"Yeah, you're what I'm looking for"

Rues silhouette leans back into May her head resting against her in return, and you know they're gonna be incredibly tired from being up playing all night

[lucky-dae]

Anyways

They're gay (bi actually)

[annabelle--cane]

since I'm paying more attention to drac daily stuff this year I'm seeing a lot of posts saying "scholars always get the book wrong" and guys, ya gotta read better scholarship. poke around on jstor and google scholar for publications from the last ~15 years. see if you can find queer / feminist / postcolonial centered journals with online public archives. find a writer you agree with and see who else they cite. I prommy that academics are not your enemy and a lot of them are in their line of work precisely because they're just as not normal about their blorbos as you are. hashtag don't turn this into another "historians will say they're just friends."

[gloryseized]

Perhaps he should have made his thanks more apparent faster, Link considers in a passing thought, instead tugging the grateful grin even wider on his face as he nods, trying to remove any of the royal's doubts. He doesn't know if he 's ever received a gift so fine, the craftsmanship some of the best of the Zora, the stones all clearly selected with the overall picture in mind of how they will look together. In his grip, Link can tell how solid the necklace is, a firm weight drooping slightly between his hands.

So he's all the more grateful as Sidon moves behind him, Link obligingly placing the necklace around his neck where it settles comfortably on his shoulders, weight distributed more evenly. It's a reassuring weight, rather than being cold like he might expect of stone, and Link suspects some sort of enchantment as Sidon finally gets the clasp settled.

Touching at the stone at the base of his throat, Link settles it with a finger, all the while the small hairs on the back of his neck tingle with the royal's touch. Such a sensitive area that few have ever touched before, and he can't help but be distracted from the wonderful gift for a moment, senses taking away his reasoning as he looks to the Zora.

Tilting his head back and up slightly to grin at the Zora, he feels a heat rising to his cheeks. The necklace must be enchanted, that has to be it. Why else would he suddenly feel so warm. And even with all his teeth, Link considers, Sidon has a beautiful smile. The hands planted on his waist add further twin fires, making him feel all the warmer.

Slowly, slowly, he shifts under Sidon's touch, turning so he might face the Zora, but not wanting to move too fast for fear of breaking that touch. Tapping at the necklace again, his hand moves over his face, starting wide before closing into a fist. << It's beautiful. >> he signs simply, blue eyes trained on the Zora, speaking to more than just the necklace being beautiful.

Royalty must be PATIENT. It is a practiced and PERFECTED art that his highness would LIKE to say he has mastered, but he cannot deny being a tad ANXIOUS as he awaits Link's reaction. Was it . . . too much ? Too tacky, mayhap ? Its practicality was already questionable, but even Sidon's argument that even a hero constantly out and about deserved expensive things may not be ENOUGH. He should have stuck with a homecooked meal, or some custom crafted armor, or---

Oh, dear. Link bows his head, and the uncertainties multiply in number; this does not bode well at all. Is it too late to suggest that Link can SELL it ? Yes, yes, that would be a far BETTER idea ! He could use the rupees or even DONATE them !

" Link, i-it is fine if it does not tickle your fancy ! I had not meant to waste your . . . time . . . " The statement drops off as the barrage of signed gratitude catches Sidon's gaze, and soon enough, Sidon's grin stretches wide 'n bright again, matching that of the hero's. " You like it ? Truly ?! " He feels like a small child again, except now, he can keep his giddiness in check rather than bouncing on the balls of his feet. As someone who looks UP to Link as both a best friend and a role model, that his gift is so well received means the WORLD to him.

Now, came the defining moment of HOW it look 'pon Link's neck. If it fits, and if the JEWELS Sidon had picked out matched the hero's bright 'n vibrant eyes, as intended. " Do you need assistance ? " It IS a rather intricate clasp, after all, but merely because Sidon had wanted to ensure it would REMAINED clasped, should Link, indeed, decide to wear it whilst traveling. Of course, he hasn't a single qualm with aiding his dearest friend in putting the accessory on, and with an enthusiastic nod, the prince takes his place behind the much smaller Hylian, bending his legs so he may descend down to a comfortable level.

" I've got you ! " Fingers gently brush Link's hair from the nape of his neck, leaving it perfectly bare and OPEN for the clasp to be pulled around and fastened. A couple tugs, for good measure, to ensure it was well and truly on, before a palm settles at Link's waist, and Sidon leans around to grin, wide 'n toothy, from Link's side. " Perfect ! Just like you ! "

[nedlittle]

so i work for a small regional museum. remotely, i should add. the museum itself is about 2000km west, so i've never actually been there but i research and write articles about local history for them. and because the town was only formally settled in the 1920s and a lot of the museum's supporters are older, the majority of the history i write about is within, or just outside of living memory. this means that people will comment on our posts with memories or connections of their own. they'll tag their friends and family and say 'remember this?'

a few week ago, i wrote a week's worth of posts about immigration, largely displaced persons in the aftermath of the second world war. there was an outpouring of memories and people tagging their family members and sharing them. our notifications were blowing up with people saying "thanks for writing about my uncle" and "i knew them when i was young, but i never knew their story" and "she looks so beautiful here" and "our families used to get together for dinners, i'm still friends with his daughter."

regular people, non-historians, are inclined to think of history as a monolithic past leading up to the present; an easy timeline of textbook names and events. and we think of museums largely the same way. you have the louvre and you have the smithsonian and maybe a modern art museum or a niche museum for skeletons or canoes or one specific guy. museums are reserved for the big things, but they're also for the little things and people that will never be in textbooks.

and i'm thinking about the way people responded to those posts, seeing their own history remembered with the same reverence as the big stuff. maybe you never knew the people being written about, or maybe you did, and for a few days, they are alive again, and your neighbours and your classmates and your councilmen are remembering your family, and they are alive.

[archangeldyke-all]

MORE RANDOM SEVIKA HEADCANONS PLS!! i love how you think

more?!!?? okay!!!! :D

men and minors dni

she'd only get on social media to follow you. she'd have to have you help her set up her profiles and stuff, never posts anything (unless she's reposting your pictures with a bunch of heart and flame emojis) and never logs on (unless she gets a notification that you've posted, because of course she has notifs on for you.)

old people LOVE her. she's like catnip to them. some of it is because she's an old grump already, but most of it's just 'cause she's quiet enough to listen to them yammer on about 'the good old days.'

she acts like she hates it-- but you always catch her shoveling your elderly neighbor's driveways during the winter and helping little old ladies cross the road. (she's part of the neighborhood book club too-- just a bunch of elderly ladies and sevika reading trashy smutty novels and laughing over spiked tea once a week. when it's your turn to host, sevika blushes bright red every time you bring her and her friends cookies and snacks: they're all cooing about how sweet of a couple you are, asking sevika when they can expect to have little feet running around the neighborhood)

she quits smoking when you get pregnant with little fucker.

one of her favorite ways to dodge a craving for a cig is to use her mouth for something much more satisfying-- like kissing you, or eating you out, or sucking hickeys into your skin...

every once in a while she'll still sneak a cigarette-- not because she misses it, but because she knows if she goes home smelling like tobacco you'll start peppering kisses on her mouth every ten minutes to make sure she's too distracted to smoke again.

she's sooo frugal. i think the reason she's wearing the same outfit for the whole show is she's just the type of person to be like "it still works?" while talking about her boxers that have a quarter sized hole near the crotch.

it's cute in some ways. she never throws out an old glass or jar-- most of your cups and storage is old pasta sauce and jam jars. each empty bottle of whiskey becomes a vase on a shelf or windowsill-- for little flowers, leaves, and weeds you and sevika always bring home to brighten up your space.

it's annoying in other ways. you have to secretly throw out her old socks and underwear once or twice a year, slowly replacing them with new socks-- but not too quick, or else she'll get suspicious as to why all her socks are hole-less.

she gets a little bit better at spending when little fucker comes around. she just can't say no to her own baby.

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[marzipanandminutiae]

Do you know much about historical cuisine? Saw yet another anime with friends and they went the whole 'modern food always tastes better' bit. I feel tired of the trope and am wondering how different historical cuisine would taste compared to modern times. So anything you happen to know as a historian would be cool to know!

That varies MASSIVELY based on time and location. Like. Much more than fashion does, even, I'd imagine (in a given sub-region- I can talk about Mainstream European and Euro-American Fashion of the 19th CenturyTM but the food was so different in different countries that were dressing the same, if that makes sense? just as an example).

Food is often more globalized in a lot of places nowadays, so the characters might have more diversity of flavors from the regional norm than they're used to. But this could be a good or a bad thing- a woman from 17th-century Japan might love pizza and much sweeter Western pastries, or she might absolutely hate them. Which is not to say regional cuisines haven't evolved, too- a museum here in Boston used to have tastings of 18th-century-style hot chocolate, and it was very different from the modern sort. But that's the largest blanket difference across the globe that I can think of, food-wise.

Not sure what anime this was, so it could have been Japan-specific, but I feel like this gets applied the most to the 19th-mid 20th century UK and United States. The whole Captain America line about "food's better; we used to boil everything," for example, and the general belief that everything was bland mush in those areas until the 1950s and then it was incomprehensible Jell-O mold horrors until approximately the 1980s. And of course, none of that's true- there were plenty of dishes that used spices and different cooking methods, many of which are still popular today. See also: Jonathan Harker, a Normal 1890s Englishman, getting so rhapsodical about paprikahendl that he simply must have the recipe for his fiancee to make. There also WERE bland mushes and fluorescent nightmares, but there's less than ideal food today, as well.

(Note that I'm much less confident talking about the whole English StodgeTM thing as we get into the 20th century. That is outside my history wheelhouse and there's a lot of different stuff embroiled in it relating to class and such that I don't want to talk out my ass about. All I know is that I've seen plenty of recipes from as late as the end of the 19th century, from England and some from urban Scotland if I recall correctly, that made ample use of spices. Nutmeg, mustard, black pepper, rosemary, caraway, and cayenne pepper were especially popular (not all together obviously). There was a belief among the middle and upper classes that strong flavors of garlic and onion were distasteful to ladies, but the fact that cookbooks and such feel the need to mention it implies that those elements WERE being used in cooking generally, in the UK, at that time. So wherever the idea that All British Food Is Beige And Tasteless came from, it wasn't mainstream late Victorian cooking for adults as far as I can tell)

(They gave kids a fair amount of the beige and tasteless because they believed their digestive systems couldn't handle strongly-flavored- okay now I'm getting off topic. Read Ruth Goodman's "How To Be A Victorian." Anyway!)

tl;dr- The answer to "is modern food better?" is "that's literally impossible to answer as a blanket statement, since it's massively dependent on the character's original time, place, social status, and personal taste- and where they end up in the present, of course."

Now, I do agree that the trope is annoying the same way every single princess being totally shocked and appalled when her marriage is arranged gets annoying- not because it can't be true based on history and human behavior, but because fiction treats it as some kind of universal precept. Mix it up a little sometimes! Have a Regency character who comes to the present, finds out that her favorite local cheese isn't being made anymore, and loses her entire mind!