#mir valentines

[millportisntreal]

Hello!! Welcome to Day One of what I am dubbing All for the Valentines (I'm sorry if this has been used before, I've been in the fandom less than a year if you can believe)

All of mine are going to Jeaneil because I love them <3

Here is where you can find the rest!

Tagging some usual suspects (let me know if you want on or off!) @ashestoashes7 @aftgphoenix @you-know-i-get-itt @nyaar0n @minyard-05 @tessasilverswan

[post-it-notes7]

remember, chocolate goes on sale tomorrow

[a-cloud-for-dreams]

HELLO?? WHY IS NOBODY TALKING ABOUT THIS?!!

[emibaarashi]

I didn't know what I was going to do with this until I had it <3 💕🌹💕Happy Valentines day 💕🌹💕

@d2artevents

[tinalbion]

AWWWW MIR MY SWEET! 💙✨️

THANK YOU, DARLIN'

I'd commit it for you, too~ hope you're well!

[miranita]

Level Up! +25 ⭐️

Also Happy Valentine’s Day 💕

[karl-von-moor-official]

oooh ich hab was beizusteuern:

Deutsche, schlechte Valentinskarten, anyone?

[crownedinmarigolds]

All of the VTM collaboration art for 2024! Sorry to re-post, I just wanted to have a big post where I can put them all one spot! Happy Holidays!! Hecata Family Portrait! Gangrel Fall! Thinblood Renaissance Faire! Malkavian Lupercalia Valentine's Day! Nosferatu New Year!

All of the characters and art are provided by the VTM Tumblr community who are all so gorgeous and talented! All of the artists are listed on the original posts but I will also try to list them all beneath the cut as well to make sure they get the praise they deserve!

Happy Holidays: Lygota and Slaine - @totally-a-tzimisce Shirraz - @rattenprince CC and Lynx - @squiretinnion Tali - @salubri-outcast Misha, Nancy and Charlie - @m4rloe5 Lattie - @casuallycryptidcider Mina - @arc-tu-rus Skadi and Dawn - @maxahlia Briar + Walter and Lark - @wizzsp Leech and Jellybean - @kentuckycaverats Caius - @knownsome Parvati, Harrakhty, and Kahanni - me!! Magpie - @dykeferatu Alexei - @demonbones Soledad - @aztarion The Lady, Reid, and Tammy - @anarchswild Gretchen - @mortifying-macaroni Thana - squiretinnion Artemiy and Joon - @salems-lots Solomon, Melinda, Sophie, and Seth - @scribesofcalamity Aidan - art by me, but belongs to @deathandthesoul! Hecata Family: Anansi, Imogen, Aydan, Rocco, and Holly @confusedwithglitter Bryce Milliner @salubri-outcast Dr. Winston Mccaine and Bacia @morticrows Lucio @hunter-slime-660 Sabina Rico @squiretinnion Demetra "Demi" Giovanni @salubri-outcast Marcello Marchetti and Ash @superfastsquiddle Dionosio "Dio" Giovanni @salubri-outcast The Hidalgo Coterie - Crystal, Noa, Nythanel, Bravo, Cori - by myself! Amadou @holly-bearie Sasha @rattenprince Diego de Mondellis @cynical-tuba Xochi @urbanknightart Mattia Faulkner @harbingerofskulls Marcello Giovanni and Mirabella @squiretinnion Rosin @milk-crafting Deirdre and Mallory "Mal" Corvinelli @wizzsp Bernadette and Beatrix Beaumont @renaissancebadboy Gangrel Gang: Misha - @m4rloe5 Jensen - @satteredhunter Saffiya - @spell-fox Corvus - @renaissancebadboy Aidan - Spell-Fox Nixie Tube, Lexi Lyall, Darius, Hannah, and Mouse - @problemsynth Kuro - @urbanknightart Eli - Spell-Fox Dayo - @enderkriller77 Beepli Alison - @salubri-outcast Trixie - CrownedinMarigolds Damaris - @thesixthplaneteer Hugo Pitt - @squiretinnion Annette and Bones - @sheriff-shitstarter Alyssa and Lisa - @anarchswild Marcy - @confusedwithglitter JJ Slayter - @lealdog Ajax - @wizzsp Blake Moore - @vtmgremlin Fern - @lylailaeth Marina - @knuxtiger4 Wallis and Reynard - salubri-outcast Snare - TheSixthPlaneteer The Mariner - @holly-bearie Gaius - @ollieanderr Thinblood Faire: Jesse Steele - Fullblood Caitiff Scourge - @discodiablo (art by me!) John Carmichael - @emissary-of-stuff Ezra and Skye - @wizzsp Havi - @m4rloe5 Camilla - @renaissancebadboy My Stakebait Coterie! Ralph, Khloe, Kyle, and Christian! Gabbie - @del-uxie Leo - @cynical-tuba Ramona - also @renaissancebadboy!! Lucian - @squiretinnion Miles - @confusedwithglitter Cecil and Perry - @zyurp Blanche - @holly-bearie Del - @kentuckycaverats

Malkavian Valentine's: Monday - @zyurp Sophia - @holly-bearie Rigby - @themarginalthinker Emil - @morticrows Mir and Marie - @problemsynth Claire - @pretend-pretend-vampire Thom - @socialprawn Charlie - @osatokun Quinn and Sunspire - @tzimizce Niko - @shaydh Daimund - @thesixthplaneteer (art by me!) Shivers - @kmpshitposter Andrea - @bugcouncil Heleen - @m4rloe5 j and clemency - @luoniiel and @kermitted-cause Brooklyn - @svampira Wyrd - @clompe Apollo - @mountainashfae Lucas, Noelle, and Zeus - @supersquiddle Finn - @confusedwithglitter Lyla and Thirteen - @problemsynth Father Emir - @urbanknightart Monroe - @cynical-tuba

Nosferatu New Year: @its-sixxers - Elaine de la Saules, Casimmir, Briar Mary, Adam Romaniuk @themarginalthinker - Blue, Charlie, Tweak @tzimizce - Quinn @confusedwithglitter - Orpheus @the-art-block - Oginn, Atena:ti, Lamb, and Wolf Mother @holly-bearie - Angelo @problemsynth - Nere @m4rloe5 - Charlie

[theswordmaiden]

Love Bug

Miranda Hilmarson x Fem!Reader

valentine's day, domestic lifestyle, and unspoken words. fluff ensues. clingy little cuddle bug who adores covering you in kisses, but sometimes needs reassurance. word count: 1700... @viivenn

“In here, babe!” your voice rang out as you heard the front door open and shut. Miranda kicked off her work boots and tossed her keys onto the coffee table before quickly following the sound of your voice and smell of food. You were in the middle of cooking up some late night dinner for the pair of you, humming out a ‘hello’ as you felt big arms wrapping around you from behind.

"Hey, love bug," she murmured softly into the messy locks of hair, lips pressed to the top of your head. A pleased hum left you both at the action and you turned your head to glance up at her, the warmth of her breath meeting your cheek, tinted with the lingering scent of cigarettes that greeted your nostrils. Miranda pouted, gingerly tugging at the bottom of your shirt, a silent gesture to ask for a kiss.

You turned around in her embrace, arms moving naturally to find their place around her broad shoulders, as you pushed up on your toes to meet the blonde's height and press your lips to hers. It was sweet and simple, a display of how much she'd been missing you while she was busy all day at work, lasting for a few moments before you were first to pull away. "I missed you.." she mumbled, gazing down at you with puppy dog eyes.

"I missed you too, Mir," you replied softly, unable to hide the smile that tugged at your lips at the sight of your lipstick faintly smudged against her own mouth. It makes your heart swell with affection, and a blush begins to work its way across your cheeks and down your throat. As the vegetable stir fry began to crackle in the pan, you spun back around to face the stove, pushing the spatula around. "How was work?"

Miranda sighed quietly, unable to keep herself from frowning ever so slightly as you pulled away, though she didn't quite want to let go of you. Her arms slid down to wrap around your waist once more, palms cradling the softness of your stomach as she leaned her chest against your back, perching her head against your shoulder to watch you cook. "Hectic, as always," she nuzzled her nose against your cheekbone, desperately growing clingy, which she often did after a rough day. "But I'm fine now that I'm with you..."

You chuckled, feeling the comfortable weight of the blonde's head against your shoulder as you continued to stir the sizzling vegetables. "I'm glad I can make you feel better, then," you whispered, your voice barely above a breath, not wanting to disturb the gentleness between the pair of you.

It was moments like these —such mundane domestic tasks— where you'd find solace in each other's presence. Her life was fast paced and constantly moving, yet the simpleness of coming home to just.. you made her heart soar. Miranda could never see herself 'settling down' before you came into her life, but the thought of it being with you was enticing enough.

She began to get lost in a dream-like trance, a happy grin plastered across her face as she got lost in the thought of such a life with you, and all she could do was pull you closer when you suggested she go take a shower while you finished up with dinner.

Miranda's grip on you tightened every so slightly, yet still gentle, as she sighed contentedly. "And miss out on the chance to help you cook?" she murmured, her voice laced with fondness. "I think I'll stay right here. . ." And once more her lips met the top of your head as she hummed happily, beginning to lightly sway the pair of you to an invisible rhythm while you cooked.

Of course, you knew better. By her 'helping', she simply meant distracting — not that you minded much. You’d happily be distracted, if it meant being engulfed in her affections. Her presence was a balm to your tired soul and vice versa, soothing away the fatigue that'd accumulated after a long day.

"You know," she began quietly, her tone light and playful but sincere, "I could get used to this.. coming home to you every day, I mean." The warmth of her words seemed to radiate from the blonde, beginning to spread throughout your chest. "Though, your cooking is definitely a plus.." she added lightheartedly, causing you to laugh.

You knew the older woman would survive purely off of cigarettes, stale beer, and chinese takeout if you weren’t around to take care of her. If she couldn’t throw it into the microwave to reheat it? She wouldn’t touch it. You happily spoiled her with weekly home cooked meals and treats that never lasted longer than a few days in her fridge.

Miranda reached towards one of your hands and began to slowly spin you around to face her once more, and you obliged, turning the stove on low before finally turning your body the direction she wanted. She kissed at the back of your knuckles as your eyes met, grinning proudly at the blush that adored your precious face. As her lips pulled away, you stepped closer, free hand coming to rest at her side to bring her closer until your bodies met.

Your head found itself resting along the comfortable space of her shoulder, feeling the gentle rise and fall of her chest against yours, while you listened to the comforting thrum of her heart and softness of her breathing; getting impossibly lost in the scent of her. The two of you were content with being in each other's silence, allowing you both a chance to unwind as you continued to sway together within the space of the small kitchen, your breathing falling into sync with hers.

The blonde remained the lead in swaying your bodies together in a waltzing motion, the hand not holding yours traced idly along your waist, lightly stroking the material of your shirt as it moved. She enjoyed the calming effect your body seemingly had on hers, muscles easing and exhaustion fizzling into nothing.

Sapphire orbs peered down at you, drinking up every detail of your side profile when you weren't paying attention. Every mark, blemish, and hair had been memorized to heart, yet the sight of you never failed to make her heart skip a beat or two.

The soft cadence of Miranda's voice broke through the silence, whispering against the shell of your ear. "I don't know what Gods I must've pleased to deserve you," an uncharacteristic vulnerability creeped into her voice, you knew, leaning up to stare at her sympathetically as she continued, "I just- I dunno. I really, really love you.. and I don't want this feeling to end, y'know? Like, what if I do something.. wrong, and you decide you've finally had enough of me and leave like the rest of them because I’m too much to handle, and—"

Before the blonde could finish her babbling, you leaned up to press a reassuring kiss to her lips, hoping to soothe the insecurities that lingered within her soft heart. A tender smile formed on your face as you pulled away, bringing a hand up to cup her face, brushing your thumb gently against a cheek.

"Hey," you began softly, trying to regain her focus. "Listen to me.. You have nothing to worry about when it comes to that, okay? I promise you, you aren’t too much to handle, I love the way you are just fine. You deserve all the love and affection in the world and more. There is nothing you could ever do wrong that would make me even think about leaving you, do you hear me? I love you, all of you, the good and bad. . My angel, flung out of space."

By the way her eyes searched yours, looking for any hint of deceit or doubt, you could tell it wasn’t often she received such assurance in the past. She was the one constantly putting in the work, the one chasing after the other, the one fighting to make things work—never having someone be the one putting in the work for her. And then there was you. It was a foreign concept to Miranda, but one that she was more than willing to learn to accept.

Tears threatened to form in her eyes as the words sank in, as if some invisible weight had been lifted off from her shoulders, relinquishing her of the pent-up insecurities that'd been plaguing her. You could still feel the weight of her vulnerability while holding her in your arms, but it wasn't so heavy now. She gave your hand two tight squeezes, as if to say 'thank you for loving me when I struggle to love myself', without needing to verbalize it.

You understood. Old wounds took time to heal, but she was worth waiting for. Worth tending to. Your hand squeezed hers in return, repeating the silent message right back.

The next few minutes were spent gently murmuring and crooning soft nothings into her ears, pressing the slowest, most gentle kisses across the apples of her cheeks until her aching heart settled and her face was painted red with lip prints. Soon she was back to smiling, returning the show of affection by spinning you around and dipping you low — hands clutching onto you tightly as she pulled you right back up soon after, pressing a kiss to your forehead, nose, then settling on your lips.

She released you as the timer on the oven rang, silently ushering you to the table so she could plate up dinner while you sat and relaxed for a moment, not even bothering to wipe off her face. Plates were laid out, scooping a hearty helping of stir fry onto both, making a pit stop to the fridge to snag two beers before she'd make her way over to where you sat — a certain pep to her step that wasn't quite there before now.

Your chin rests against the palm of your hand as you watch her move around the familiarity of the kitchen, the sight of her not-so-graceful movements bringing hearts to your eyes, and a fluttering to your belly. Miranda grinned down at you as she placed the plate in front of you, quirking up a brow at the way you stared at her, but making no comment as she quickly began to chow down; talking with a mouthful about something she remembered happening at work she’d been excited to tell you about all afternoon.

. . . you definitely could get used to this.

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a/n: you know it's serious when you gotta pull out the Carol reference.

viv kept doing sad miranda stuff in the server, so i felt the need to dabble with some fluff for them—first time writing both that and mir. i do hope they'll like it. (: when she's sweet, i definitely picture miranda to be just the clingiest thing imaginable. and so this was born.

[tashirojiima]

veritas et fides

bitter are the fights between brothers.

more bitter are the fights between twins,

for none know each other's hearts better.

Endlich ist meine Harry Potter Hyperfixation zurückgekehrt, heißt: ich habe die letzten Tage nichts anderes gemacht, als an veritas et fides zu sitzen und zu planen, die Website fertigzustellen und und und.

Das ständige Verändern der Website war wirklich anstrengend, ich hasse nichts mehr, als mich mit wix.com herumschlagen zu müssen, und doch habe ich es GESCHAFFT! Und ich bin sogar zufrieden! (Versteht mich nicht falsch, ich weiß, ich hätte niemals eine Website erstellen müssen, aber irgendwie musste ich doch …)

Um der Planung für den Prolog und den ersten Kapiteln für den restlichen Abend aus dem Weg zu gehen, wollte ich unbedingt ein kleines mood board erstellen, was aber um ehrlich zu sein eine schreckliche Idee war, denn ich war mal wieder sehr lange nicht zufrieden mit irgendwas … 

Ich denke nicht, dass ich ein festes Datum versprechen kann, zumal das immer ganz davon abhängig ist, mit welchem Fandom ich mich mal wieder auseinandersetze, da das bei mir gerade in letzter Zeit ständig wechselt. Abgesehen davon kann ich gerade noch nicht ganz einschätzen, in welcher Phase des Schreibens ich aktuell stecke.

Dennoch möchte ich diesen Moment tatsächlich schon dafür nutzen, die Website vorzustellen, gerade weil es da sowieso nicht viel zu sehen gibt und dementsprechend zu dieser Geschichte keine Spoiler zu finden sein dürften.

Dort gibt es eine kleine Vorstellung der Familie Moore, also der OCs Genevieve und Valentine, die in veritas et fides eine große Rolle spielen und ich bin der Meinung, die Website bringt den vibe dieser Geschichte nochmal ganz gut rüber. Sollte es neugierige Fragen oder Anmerkungen geben, gern immer her damit! Ich freue mich über jegliches Interesse c:

[millportisntreal]

Day 3 of jeaneil valendrabbles!!! Ice Skating - something I am actually NOT good at despite my best attempts (I did grow up in the desert after all!)

Here is the rest of the my drabbles!

Tagging some usual suspects (let me know if you want on or off!) @ashestoashes7 @aftgphoenix @you-know-i-get-itt @nyaar0n @minyard-05 @tessasilverswan

[phoenixflamme]

Warum heißen deine vier HC so, wie er nun mal heißt?

Ich beginne mal mit der einfachsten und schnellsten Antwort und bedanke mich für all die Fragen <3

Lysander Aurelius Elensar von Arvendar

Bei Lysander habe ich mir wohl mit die meisten Gedanken macht. Bei ihm war mir auch sofort klar, dass er einen langen Namen bekommen sollte und dass man an diesem auch seine Zugehörigkeit sofort erkennen sollte.

Lysander = interpretiert als "der Freigelassene"

Ich wollte bei seinem ersten Namen eine Bedeutung haben, der zu ihm und seinem Background / Werdegang passt. Lysander wurde seiner Mutter entrissen, kaum hatte sie ihn in den Armen und er kam zur Königsfamilie, wo er zu einer Marionette erzogen wurde. Er dürfte keine eigene Meinung haben, musste funktionieren und dürfte nie er selbst sein. Er war ein Gefangener seiner eigenen Familie.

Aurelius = "aus Gold gemacht"

Gleichzeitig wollte ich aber auch eine Bedeutung, die nicht nur zu seiner Rolle als Thronerbe passt, die unterstreicht, wie besonders er ist, sondern auch die zu ihm als Charakter passt. Er ist zwar meist total kühl und genervt, besitzt aber ein goldenes Herz, auch wenn dieses in den Jahren etwas eingefroren ist

Vexar

Bei Vexar gibt es gar nicht so viel zu sagen. Ich hatte seinen Namen auf einer meiner Liste, habe den Namen gelesen und sofort das Gefühl gehabt, dass dieser Name zu ihm passt. Da Aelorians Kinder alle keine Familiennamen haben, ist auch Vexar ohne Nachname.

Vale

Die ein oder anderen wissen es ja, aber Vale ist schon ein älterer Charakter, der wiederbelebt wurde. Als ich das erste Mal an seinem Konzept gearbeitet hatte, war ich mir noch gar nicht bewusst, welches Gender er haben wird und hatte mich für den Namen Vale als Lückenfüller bedient, da dieser unisex ist und eigentlich ein Kürzel war. Als ich dann über Vale nachgedacht hatte und er entweder Valentin oder sie Valentina heißen sollte, kam ich dazu, dass mir beides nicht gefiel und blieb letztlich bei Vale, da alles andere mich nicht angesprochen hatte.

Mortalis

Bei ihm war es das so eine Sache. Ich hatte an die Götter gedacht, meine Welt ausgearbeitet und als ich an dem Punkt kam, wo ich das Konzept des Gottes der Ewigkeit hatte, brauchte ich einen Namen. Naheliegend und passend war "Immortalitas" (unsterblich). Doch als Name mäh...aber ich mochte da schon das "Mort", da dies der Spitzname eines Gamecharakters war, den ich mochte. Mort stand also fest...dann war ich kurz bei "Mortis" (des Todes) und das hätte auch gepasst. Für Mortalis (sterblich) habe ich mich dann entschieden, als ich ausgearbeitet habe, wie die Götter und der Alte Orden zu Mort stehen würden und in den Augen fieler ist er kein wirklicher Gott, wird nicht als solcher akzeptiert und dann kam hinzu, dass Mort, anders als die anderen Gottheiten eben einen sterblichen Körper hat und als "Sterblicher" wiedergeboren wird und selbst seine Eltern immer Sterbliche sind.

[a-cloud-for-dreams]

listen.

i fear he’d be into this

[tryingadifferentsong]

Schloss Einstein und die Sexualität

Im Zuge meines Staffel 1 Rewatches habe ich neulich schon mal bisschen was dazu geschrieben, aber ich wollte auch nochmal ausführlicher darauf eingehen.

Die Produzentin Yvonne Abele hat zwar 2021 in einem Interview unter anderem „explizit erzählte Sexualität“ als ein Thema genannt, das bewusst bei SE ausgespart wird, das war aber nicht immer so. Denn Sexualität war sowohl in Seelitz, als auch in Erfurt schon mehrmals explizit Thema in der Serie. Hier mal ein kleiner Überblick über die besonders dramatischen Storys:

Franziska datet den Barkeepter Joe, der schon dafür bekannt ist "jede Woche eine andere am Start zu haben" zum Film schauen bei ihr zuhause. Die beiden machen rum, und als er beginnen möchte ihr T-Shirt auszuziehen, sagt sie noch "bitte nicht", er sagt ihr daraufhin, dass er sie liebt und holt ein Kondom aus der Tasche. Die beiden haben dann Sex, Franzi danach Angst schwanger zu sein und Joe interessiert sich nicht mehr für sie.

Valentin fällt vor dem Zeltausflug ein Kondom aus der Tasche, und weil seine Freundin Tessa davon überhaupt nicht begeistert ist, machen sie eine Beziehungspause. Valentin hat dann aber sofort einen One-Night-Stand mit einem Mädchen aus der Disco und danach trennen sich Valentin und Tessa.

Coco bekommt mit, wie ihr Freund Manuel Pornos schaut und denkt dann, dass ihre Beziehung so schlecht läuft, weil sie noch nicht miteinander geschlafen haben. Sie möchte dann ihre Beziehung retten und Sex mit Manuel haben, der merkt aber, dass sie das nur ihm zuliebe machen möchte und die beiden trennen sich danach. Später hat Coco einen erwachsenen Freund (Tony), der Kostümbilder ist, und bei dem sie ein Praktikum macht und mit ihm an einem Projekt arbeitet ( 🚨Machtgefälle). Sie schlafen auch miteinander, aber Coco findet danach heraus, dass er seinen beruflichen Erfolg nur gefaket hat und trennt sich von ihm. Manuel hat dazwischen übrigens auch einen One-Night-Stand mit einer älteren Frau, die dann als Referendarin am Einstein ist.

Paulina und Lucky sind eigentlich noch ein relativ positives Beispiel, aber bei ihrem ersten Versuch miteinander zu schlafen kommt Lucky schon beim Vorspiel. Paulina drückt ihm dazu einen Spruch (wer zu früh kommt, den bestraft das Leben), entschuldigt sich aber auch und sagt, dass das kein Problem ist. Die beiden streiten sich erst und finden dann aber doch wieder zusammen und haben Sex im Geräteraum der Turnhalle. Wenige Folgen später findet Paulina dann aber heraus, dass sie bei ihrem ersten Mal schwanger geworden ist.

Kim und Phillip hätten auch ein wirklich positives Beispiel werden können. Leider nimmt die Sache eine andere Wendung als sie kurz davor sind miteinander zu schlafen und Kim ihm erzählt, dass sie HIV positiv ist. Er wendet sich darauf hin nämlich von ihr ab und ekelt sich sogar davor, sie zu küssen.

Dazu kommen dann kleinere Storys, in denen das Thema Sex (unterschiedlich konkret, aber dennoch explizit) im Raum steht, die Personen dann aber doch nicht miteinander schlafen (z.B. Nadine & Oliver, Anna & Wolf, Sara & David, Mia & Mounir, Mary & Phillip).

In allen Geschichten, die Sexualität thematisieren, stehen Verhütung und Schwangerschaften; Jungs, die ihre Freundinnen zum Sex drängen und die (daraus resultierende) Moral „nichts zu tun, wozu man nicht bereit ist“ im Fokus. Ohne Frage auch alles definititv super wichtige Themen in der Aufklätungsarbeit! - Aber:

Ich vermisse für eine balancierte Darstellung (v.a. da Sex zeitweise ein durchaus präsentes Thema war) einfach auch Paare, bei denen sich beide bereit für Sex fühlen, und die eine schöne unproblematische Sexualität erleben. Damit könnte man bestimmt auch kind- (bzw. jugend)gerecht vermitteln, dass Sexualität auch etwas total Schönes sein kann und Spaß machen kann, denn dieser Aspekt kommt mir in der Darstellung viel zu kurz bzw. ist meistens überhaupt nicht vorhanden. Das würde doch viel eher zu einem positiven Verhältnis mit der eigenen Sexualität beitragen, als wenn einem im Kinderfernsehen schon vermittelt wird, dass alles, was irgendwie mit Sex zu tun hat, nur in irgendwelchen Dramen endet.

Die Kirsche auf der Sahne wären dann natürlich noch weiterführende Themen, wie z.B. Aromantik und Asexualität, aber davon wollen wir bei dieser Ausgangslage ja gar nicht erst anfangen 🙃

Da das letzte Mal, dass Sexualität so explizit thematisiert wurde, auch schon ~12 Jahre zurück liegt, und (wohl auch durch die jüngere Zielgruppe) das Thema momentan bewusst ausgeklammert wird, werden wir uns in näherer Zukunft in neuen Staffeln wohl auch nicht damit beschäftigen. Ich wollte diese Kritik aber trotzdem an dieser Stelle nochmal äußern, da ich es rückblickend wirklich extrem schwach finde, dass in über 25 Jahren quasi keine positiven sexuellen Erfahrungen stattfinden.

Der Vollständigkeit halber; im Gespräch mit Mia erwähnt Karla kurz, dass sie schon mit Freddy geschlafen hat und es schön war, aber das sind wirklich nur 2 Sätze - sowas hätte man doch auch mehr als ein Mal und präsenter erzählen können.

Und was mir in diesem Zusammenhang noch wichtig ist zu sagen: natürlich ist es (in jedem Alter) auch komplett fein aus unterschiedlichen Gründen sowohl gar keinen Sex zu haben/wollen, als auch viel Sex mit wechselnden Partner:innen zu haben. Do what makes you happy (and ask for consent!) ❤️

[janaknandini-singh999]

The Tragic Love Story of Aurangzeb & Hirabai Zainabadi Mahal

Aurangzeb's portraits may depict an austere man reading the Quran, but there once lurked in him a passionate young man who had considered the "world well lost" for the love of his life.

This story is not an average Valentine’s Day tale. It is about a love affair of a different kind, of a prince known today only as strong-willed, calculating and devoid of a loving bone in his body. It is about Aurangzeb falling in love at first sight.

In 1636, Aurangzeb was a prince and the Governor of Deccan. En route to Aurangabad, he stopped at Burhanpur to pay his respects to his maternal aunt, who was married to Saif Khan, the Governor of Burhanpur. What followed varies in detail in different tellings. But all of them agree that the austere prince fell in love at first sight with one of the women in his uncle’s harem. Her name was Hirabai.

Ma’asir al-Umara, written by Nawab Shams ud Daula Shah Nawaz Khan and his son Abdul Hai Khan, in the 18th century provides a detailed description of the episode:

“One day the prince went with the ladies of his harem to the garden of Zainabad Burhanpur, named Ahu-khanah [Deer Park], and began to stroll with his chosen beloved ones. Zainabadi, whose musical skill ravished the senses, and who was unique in blandishments, having come in the train of Khan-i-Zaman’s wife (the prince’s maternal aunt), on seeing a fruit-laden mango tree, in mirth and amorous play advanced, leaped up and plucked a fruit, without paying due respect to the prince’s presence. This move of hers robbed the prince of his senses and self-control.”

Despite his extremely religious bent, Aurangzeb was a connoisseur of music and a proficient Veena player. Hirabai’s looks, combined with her musical accomplishments, proved irresistible for the prince. He is said to have been so infatuated with her that he gave in to her demand that he taste wine. But before he could, Hirabai revealed that she was just testing his love for her.

A religious prince ready to taste wine, that shows the extent of his feelings for her.

Akbar, in his bid to regulate the harem, had ordered that all concubines should be named after the place they belonged to. So once Hirabai entered Aurangzeb’s harem she was called Zainabadi.

Grieving in solitude

In Ahkam e Aurangzeb, written in 1640, Aurangzeb’s biographer Hamiduddin Khan Nimchah recounts the Burhanpur encounter differently. According to him, the meeting took place when the prince entered the harem unannounced. He fell into a swoon and, on being asked by his aunt, described the reason for the malady and asked for a remedy. He was given Hirabai in exchange for one of his concubines.

The ensuing passion and infatuation is described the same way in Nimchah’s account.

It is said in Ma’asir al-Umara that Aurangzeb’s love affair proceeded to such lengths as to reach Shah Jahan’s ears. Dara Shikoh, who had no love lost for his brother Aurangzeb, is said to have remarked to their father Shah Jahan, “See the piety and abstinence of this hypocritical knave! He has gone to the dogs for the sake of a wench of his aunt’s household.”

But as destiny would have it, Hirabai did not live for long. Her death affected the prince greatly. She is buried in Aurangabad.

Ma’asir al-Umara records that Aurangzeb was so upset by the death of his beloved that he left the palace to go on a hunt. When reproved by the poet Mir Askari (Aqil Khan) for risking his life in that agitated state, the prince replied:

“‘Lamentation in the house cannot relieve the heart,

In solitude alone you can cry to your heart’s content.”

Aqil Khan then recited this couplet of his own composition:

“How easy did love appear, but alas how hard it is!

How hard was separation, but what repose it gave to the beloved!”

The prince could not check his tears. He committed the verses to memory after vainly trying to learn the modest poet’s name.

Incomplete portraiture

Niccolao Manucci, the Italian traveller and writer (1639–1717), too describes this period in Aurangzeb’s life:

“Aurangzeb grew very fond of one of the dancing-women in his harem, and through the great love he bore to her he neglected for some time his prayers and his austerities, filling up his days with music and dances; and going even farther, he enlivened himself with wine, which he drank at the instance of the said dancing-girl. The dancer died, and Aurangzeb made a vow never to drink wine again nor to listen to music. In after-days he was accustomed to say that God had been very gracious to him by putting an end to that dancing-girl’s life, by reason of whom he had committed so many iniquities, and had run the risk of never reigning through being occupied in vicious practices.”

Source: https://scroll.in/article/706290/how-the-heartless-emperor-aurangzeb-fell-in-love-at-first-sight

Picture: Mughal paintings

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Thank you, Mir. Gave me a good giggle this morning 🤣

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