#slight misogyny

[aimlessetymology]

cannibalism

on loving people so much you want them to be a part of you forever, to consume and absorb them into your very being

licking remnants of them from your teeth, even just after a love bite or licking their wounds

seeing someone you're attracted to and wanting to tear into them, bite, gnaw, whatever,

and for anyone caught in the desperation that forms from mistreatment

an abuse victim, a woman coerced into dieting to appease something patriarchal in her life

the hunger that develops from deprivation after so long

when dwelling on it for even a few too many seconds starts a chain reaction

in the throat

working its way into the stomach and tying it into knots

hungering for something that'll satisfy you, really satisfy you

like being able to say with certainty that you have any amount of a certain someone else coursing through your veins

[angelyuji]

mr. pines

stanley pines x f!reader

reader needs a job really badly and stanford pines gives her a job... with a couple conditions.

tw // noncon, power imbalance, older man/younger woman, old man stan being gross, slight misogyny (mostly the pet names), also plss lmk if i missed anything

18+!!!!!!!! pls!!! pls!!! mind the tw and tags (also this is posted on my ao3 acc as well!)

you’ve been scrounging around for a job since you moved to gravity falls. finally, after a couple of months of begging around, the diner waitress, susan, had told you that the stan pines might be hiring at the mystery shack. you had promised the landlord that you’d give them the rent as soon as you find a job, but you can tell they were getting tired of letting you stay rent free.

you had walked to the mystery shack, only a 15-minute walk from the apartment. when you walk in, you’re hit with the smell of sandalwood and glue. you walk over to the red-headed teenager at the cashier stand.

“hey, uh- lazy susan said you guys were hiring?” she looks up from her phone to think for a second.

“oh really? um i guess you can check with stan. his office is right down the hall. he should be in there right now.” she points down the dark hallway to your right and goes right back to her phone. you thank her and she gives you a smile in response. goosebumps rise on your skin as you walk down the eerie, dark hallway. you were starting to second guess your choice of jobs, but you knock on the office door before you chicken out.

“come in.” a gruff voice calls from inside. you swallow and open the door.

“hi! i’m here to apply for a job at the mystery shack.” you smile and shut the door behind you. the only light in the room from the windows in the office. he hums and doesn’t say anything. he gestures to the chair next to him. you sit down and look around the messy office. a taxidermized animal head, a statue of an owl, a huge safe, all sorts of odd things litter the office.

“what are some of your qualifications?” he grunts out, surprising you. you list out your old jobs and hand over the resume that you brought. he gives it a once-over before tossing it into the trash can next to him.

“oh i needed that ba-” he holds a hand up and you shut your mouth. you don’t say anything as he leans back in his chair.

“you’ve got potential, (y/n).” he nods, “but… i don’t really want to pay anyone and it doesn’t seem like we really need the people all that much.” he shrugs.

you start to panic, reaching out and grabbing his hand, “please, mr. pines. i really need this job.” you beg and you watch him think for a couple minutes before smiling.

he clears his throat, “you know what, sweetheart? come back after the shack is closed, then we’ll talk about a job.” he stands up, your hands falling back to your sides, and you realize how much taller he was than you, how much more intimidating he was.

you pause to think, but realizing you have no other choice, “sure, i guess i’ll be back around 10 then.” he opens the door, but takes up most of the exit. you squeeze out from around him.

“i’ll see you then, sweetcheeks.” you feel eyes on your ass as you leave the shack. unfortunately, time goes by quickly and you’re back at the mystery shack. your stomach turns, warning you to make the right choice. you quietly go inside and notice that only the lights in stan’s office were on.

you fumble through the shop to the closed door. “hello?” you knock. mr. pines calls out for you to come in. you enter and you see him sitting on his desk, waiting for you. you clear your throat, “hi mr. pines.” he quirks an eyebrow at you and gets up. you force yourself to not back away as he comes closer to you. he walks past you and closes the door. you hear the quiet click of the lock and you feel chills go down your spine. alarms start going off in your head as he goes back and collapses into the chair. he leans back in his chair, groaning.

“so, you want a job here?” stan raises an eyebrow. you nod, “hmm… maybe i can help you, dollface.”

you let out a sigh in relief, “thank you so much, mr. pines. i’ll do anything, i really need this job.”

“anything, huh.” he nods with a smirk. you nod, eagerly.

“i’ll scrub walls, wash your car, or work from open to close! i will do literally anything!”

“you don’t have to do anything like that, sugarpie” you tilt your head, suddenly hearing the pet names. “you’ll just have to do a small little favor for me.” you don’t respond, hoping he’d explain. he gestures for you to come closer. you walk over to his desk and he turns the chair to face you. “kneel down for me.”

you awkwardly giggle, “what?” mr. pines looks at you with an expression you couldn’t read.

“kneel down.” he stands up, you feel your heart drop. stan pines towers over you and grabs a fistful of your hair. he pushes you down and you yelp as your scalp stings. you try to crawl away, but he doesn’t let go of your hair. he uses one hand to unbuckle his belt and let his pants drop. his cock hangs, big and girthy. your eyes go wide.

“mr. pines. please, don’t. i don’t want to do this.” you beg, feeling the panic rise and tears start to well up in your eyes. he looks down at you with a smirk, but let’s go. you scramble up and back against the wall. he sits back down, nonchalantly.

“fine, you can leave, sweetheart.” he shrugs. you back away quickly, hoping to get out of the office as fast as possible. “but…” you pause as your hand touches the doorknob, “you need me, baby. suzie told me about you: new girl with no job, relentless landlord, and not a single friend in town.” he laughs, deep and unsettling.

“fuck. you. i’m going to the cops and i’ll tell them what you did.” you turn and glare, voice dripping in malice. you twist the doorknob, planning to get the hell out of the place.

he stares at you, a smirk resting on his face. you felt frozen in place. “and what then? the people of gravity falls know me, toots. they know of my… reputation. they’re gonna tell you that you should’ve known better. i mean,” he barks out a laugh, “you came to the mystery shack after hours to see me. you should’ve known.” your hand drops from the doorknob. you stare at your feet. “i could help you, (y/n). i’ll pay you good money as long as you meet my requests.” you look up, tears dripping down your face, and stan smiles. he gestures for you to come closer. you, reluctantly, come back to stand in front of him. you make sure to keep your eyes away from his undone pants.

“what-what do you want me to do?” you sniffle. with surprising gentleness, he grabs your hand and helps you to your knees. he cups your face, rubbing your cheek with his thumb.

“all you have to do is do what i say. it’s a win-win situation, toots.” you start to feel yourself going numb. his hand leaves your face and he leans back. you inch closer, carefully placing your hands on his thighs. you move one hand up to gingerly wrap it around his cock. you hear him grunt at your touch and your vision starts to blur as your tears flow harder. you steady yourself on his thigh and stroke his dick.

stan groans, but you hear more irritation than arousal. “you don’t have to be so gentle, sweetheart. it won’t bite.” he growls. you swallow back the bile rising in your throat and tighten your grip a little more. with each stroke, stan’s grunts progressively louder. you watch as pre-cum leaks from his tip and feel his dick get harder with every stroke. but as you feel his thighs tense, stan grabs your hand.

“come closer.” he rasped. you inch closer, “i need you to open your mouth, sweetheart.” you hold back a gag and shake your head. stan grabs you by the chin and pulls you closer, you tighten your lips. stan chuckles before letting go of your chin to pinch your nose. your eyes widen, unable to think or breathe. you open your mouth to take a breath and stan lets go of your nose to shove two fingers into your mouth. you gag around his thick fingers, “you are just so beautiful, dollface, i can’t wait to use you every day.” he whispered and you feel a sudden wave of heat in your lower belly. he pulls his fingers out and you try to look away, but stan’s hand tangles itself in your hair. your eyes trail down from his face to his other hand, gripping his thick cock.

“wait-” you choke out, but stan pulls your head forward and plows himself into your mouth. he moves your head frantically, you choke and gargle as saliva and pre-cum drips down your throat and face. tears flow freely from your eyes as you were used as a worthless sex toy. you can feel yourself getting wetter and you feel disgusted.

“oh god, sugar, you feel so good. so. fucking. good.” he groans out, punctuating each word with a rough thrust. you could feel the tip of his dick almost going down your throat. you could see black spots dancing in your vision and you hit stan’s thighs, praying for a reprieve. you swallow around stan’s cock, trying to bring yourself back to consciousness, and stan moans. “oh, fuck,” stan’s hips stutter and he pushes your head down. your nose hits his springy, gray, pubic hair and you can feel his cock pulse as he cums down your throat. his hand loosens from your hair and you lurch backwards, gagging at the leftover taste of his bitter, salty, hot cum. you stumbled to the ground, leaning back against the wall, with your knees pressed to your chest.

“oh god, oh god.” you sob. stan gets up, pulling up his pants and buckling his belt. he gets his wallet out and tosses forward a couple hundred-dollar bills. “consider this your signing bonus.” he pulls something out of his drawer and tosses a contract in front of you. “once you sign this, you’re a full-time mystery shack employee.” he walks to the door and opens it to leave, but looks back at you, “you’re a good lay, toots. i’ll see you tomorrow at 6. don’t be late.” he turns and walks out, leaving you shivering and humiliated.

[housecow]

what are some things other than feedism and breeding that you’re into?

being loved and cherished 😭😭 also rocks and fossils, i know a crazy amount about the geologic timeline and texas geology :3

i know you probs mean kinks though!! i’m into some other things i prefer to keep between me and who i’m with 🫣

[princelylove]

I think it’s fairly obvious that mafiosi would have at least some sexism going on. It’s just shown differently, and it's hard to put them all in the same category because their psychology is different. For my freaks who happen to be into a little misogyny/sexism:

Call Guido old fashioned, but he thinks it’s wrong to be rough with a girl. It rubs him the wrong way. Yeah, of course girls can do whatever we can, he’s all for them working and voting and all the good stuff, but you just shouldn’t treat a girl like that. He tends to say ‘girl’ instead of ‘woman,’ even when he’s referring to someone that’s implied to be older than he is. 

When Guido interrogates Scolippi in the english dub, he says “I should end you for killing a girl,” and “You killed an innocent girl, psycho,” which could just be intentionally guilt tripping Scolippi, but Guido isn’t the guilt type. He’s an immediate physical punishment type. He hates men that harm women, no matter the degree. 

If he ends up having a crush on someone who is masculine, you might not notice at all (unless you pick up on his hesitation). Guido’s always been fairly handsy, he’ll put his arm around Pannacotta (who normally shoves him off), he picks up Narancia and won’t let him down until he gets his good morning cheek kiss, he’ll bother Giorno until he gets a little smoochie-woochie (said like that because he knows Giorno hates that sort of talk), and he sits way too close to his darling. He’s microdosing physical contact until he gets the nerve to actually touch you like he does Panna and Nara… Guys can play around, too, you know. But it’s different with his darling! He psyches himself out most times until he can find excuses to get handsy- like, he was just hugging Panna, he’s not gonna leave you out. Come on, man, you know you want one. 

With a feminine darling, he tries to be touchy and affectionate in the friend stage too, but he’s a little scared. You may notice his hands trembling as he picks you up, or that when he puts his arm around your waist, his hand hovers instead of resting on you. He’s strong enough to hold you up for quite a while, he’s just nervous. Poor guy. He gets rather panicky when he sees a girl in distress, if he ever scared you off, he doesn't even know what he'd do.

Narancia copies Bruno, but less in a ‘Chivalry is important’ sense and more of a ‘Masculine men don’t do certain shit’ sense. Which is missing the point of Bruno’s philosophy entirely. He doesn’t really have any women in his life, besides from Trish and she is not a role model for him or a spokesperson for all of womankind, so his only experience with women are the old ladies that pinch his cheeks and girl mags. 

He probably has a harder time with a masculine darling. He isn’t gay ‘cause he thinks you’re pretty, or whatever… You’re just, like… pretty, he guesses. Narancia tries to justify it- you’re pretty feminine for a dude! You have, like, soft hands. And soft hair. And… something else that justifies his crush. Oh! Oh! How you talk! Some people just sound feminine, you know? The words they use, and like, their tone. Like- Like Giorno! He’s a feminine guy, but he’s still a guy! Yeah, that justifies it for sure. Never mind the fact that you are not feminine in the slightest, Narancia will find some way to throw it on you so his crush is ‘ok.’

Leone surprisingly has nothing going on in the sexism department. Lucky him. He might speak a bit softer to a fem darling, but other than that, the experience is roughly the same.

Pannacotta’s distrust of women isn’t inherently sexist. It’s not like he thinks less of them, it’s just that it takes a significant amount of time for him to trust one. He gets along with men at the ‘normal, appropriate’ speed, he’d say. Never mind the fact that he’s distrusting in general and having a crush on a stranger is eating him alive. Strangers are never to be trusted- you just don’t know what they’re thinking about or what their intentions are. They could be perverse, or… just generally ill-willed. It’s unnerving. 

Trish is allergic to going fifty-fifty. It’s not that she’s super into gender roles or anything, it’s just that, she’s a girl, come on. Really? You’re gonna make her split the bill with you? She could be spending that money on, like, anything else. 

She has these expectations of you no matter your gender, don’t make her pay, give her your jacket when she’s cold, carry her shopping bags, get her flowers on valentine’s day, things like that. It’s less ‘I’m the girl in our relationship’ and more ‘I’m spoiled and won’t be bending anytime soon,’ but you could argue she has some internalized sexism going on. In fact I am making that argument.  Trish doesn’t have ‘boy’ hobbies, she’s vehemently opposed to doing masculine work. It isn’t sexist to have preferences, but it is sexist to scoff at your partner who is struggling with carrying something and go “You’re supposed to be stronger than that, you’re a guy.” Poor darling. You don’t get out of it if you’re feminine, either. She’s the girl, you’re her not-man. Perfect! When she eventually matures, she’ll help out a bit more, but it’s probably never equal.

[gyokutoll]

these are the ramblings of a madwoman before i do my workout so i have no idea if i'm cooking. this won't be coherent and it'll be pretentiously high concept and i'm sorry.

i need to preface this with saying i am fascinated by the way humans interact with gender and the theories of gender as a performance and what that means in media. i've always found gender as performance one of the more interesting understandings of how people "do" gender and what it means to be a certain gender. i should preface this further by saying that hotaru is a cis gay man, but i write him in a way with places him in the roles of women in media.

hotaru was specifically written to be a victim and a damsel the way women are in media. a lot of horror involving the experiences of women tend to have to do with the loss of bodily autonomy, namely through SA. Silent Hill with Heather having to give birth to god, and being reluctant to. Literally all of Haunting Ground. The thing about women in horror is that the part which is meant to frighten the reader and motivate men is the loss of their bodily autonomy, the way that the villain is reinforced by the way that it can claim the body of a woman, as well as themes of forced birth. Bloodborne follows similar through lines.

Hotaru's horror is based off of what I am calling "feminine horror." This is very likely not the proper academic term, but for the sake of our analysis, it'll do without me having to cite twelve essays by media analysts. The fact that Hotaru does not have dominion over his own body, that he cannot die because another man said that he could not, that Hotaru is very specifically a victim to a man, is all extremely intentional. I'm not saying each death that Hotaru experiences is SA. In fact, none of them are, but we need to understand symbolism. Not every death is meant to be SA, but some of them do follow this narrative current as being against his will, at this indignity which he is forced to suffer over and over again as his body is taken from by yokai for sustenance. That Hotaru, by his very definition, is something to be consumed.

Hotaru is an object in the way that women are objectified in horror. Hotaru is an object when he clocks into work and has to give his time to clients, and Hotaru is an object to yokai when he is consumed. The way that women are reduced to objects, these things to be taken from and possessed is exactly Hotaru's condition. He is meant to explore the issues that women face in the horror genre while being removed from the condition of being a woman. This is not to say that his masculinity has no bearing on his character either. The bullying he received in high school was due to the fact that it was known that he was gay. Hotaru forfeited his masculinity the moment in which it became known that he was homosexual, that this fundamental emasculation lowers the social class of the individual that whatever benefits they might have received from patriarchy have been considerably lessened.

This is not to say that Hotaru is not a man, but this is to say that patriarchy upholds itself not only through the oppression of women, but through the othering of men. That a man needs to stand on the body of another in order to be raised higher.

Hotaru actually has a narrative counterpart which clarifies his themes more through the lens of Tsugumi Mochida (mentioned on his carrd). I can't go into her too much because it would just be too long, but she is the narrative counterpart of "what if a woman was a man" in the same way of "what if Hotaru is a man who was a woman", where their themeing is precisely built around the markers and behaviors which would have indicated the narrative roles of the opposite gender in classic horror media. This is again, not to say that this is a perfect analog to real life. It is as much rooted in contemporary society as it is in the unique bubble that fiction occupies with the pieces in which they build their narratives.

It should be understood that Hotaru is The Damsel archetype. He is simultaneously The Bimbo through his hosting work, making the ways in which he is murdered feel "deserved" to a conservative audience due to the seediness of his given profession. Hotaru's sexual activity, or lack thereof, does not matter in a society which values the image of purity rather than its execution, necessarily. It does not matter that Hotaru does not have sex, but the impression that he might is enough to incur retribution, as if the case with women. It does not matter that a woman does not open her legs, but the supposition that she might or that she exhibits behaviors which could "earn" a murder, are enough to justify that murder.

Hotaru is also The Final Girl, the survivor who has witnessed horrors untold, but a vital component of The Final Girl, is that she is still pursued by the horrors she escapes. That yes, she might have a scene comfortable at home, but there might be a bloody hand on her door knob, or a strange figure at her workplace that she can't quite see. The fact Hotaru keeps returning to life keeps paradoxically making him a survivor each time he's killed, and thus haunted like The Final Girl.

The conceit of Hotaru is that he is designed to be vulnerable and good and complicated and haunted and killed. That his strained relationship with strict masculinity and being othered results in a condition which is not the same as womanhood, but might be similar to it in some of its vulnerabilities. Bodies are a resource and a commodity and Hotaru isn't a war story which we might see men shoved into a meat grinder. He is, ultimately, an entertainer and a performer and fair and lovely and because of that, he has more in common with the women in horror movies, than the men who might have died valiantly or due to their own stupidity. In a horror movie, being a woman is enough to be murdered.

And in Hotaru's case, it's enough to be a beautiful man breaking away from traditional masculinity to be murdered. I focus heavily on the roles that gender plays in these presentations because queerness adds an entirely different dimension to it. But i've always been really fascinated by tropes in the media and how they're portrayed in horror media, specifically, that Hotaru is based around a lot of that. I'm losing steam and realize this is deranged but yes. Hello.

I guess the conclusion is that Hotaru is an exploration of horror in which autonomy is lost to his body so thoroughly that he cannot die, and the indignity therein. I realize this is all very depressing, but I do want to clarify that past all of the blood and gore and horrible things, he slowly finds things to live for whether that be photography or his chinchilla or his friends. I think trauma porn is disgusting and I don't take any voyeuristic enjoyment from it, but Hotaru is like... the culmination of my academic interests.

Hotaru explores this idea that survival is through community and through the forging of connection and alliance, that survival is predicated on the capacity to love and to be loved sincerely, that the world's depravity might be present, but it cannot ultimately supersede the earnest love and hope of the human condition, that mankind retains this remarkable resilience to continue living even despite disproportionate suffering, that there is a reason the band kept playing even while the Titanic was sinking.

[andreal831]

Elijah antis make it so hard to talk about him.

Sometimes I just want to say "This a**hole."

And not get a hundred responses saying: "Thank you! Elijah is the worst, most evil character to ever exist in the world."

[smile-files]

at the end of the day... suitcase and marshmallow are cool as hell (whatever is going on with knife)

[a-sketchy]

oh come on, where’s my option to join forces and two team them? or cheer her on from the sidelines even. chie can wreck shit actually i don’t want to deny her that

[cringefaecompilation]

Hi same anon from the ask about Taliesin’s characters… yes I didn’t intend to shift focus from the subject of being shitty about Robbie’s presence as a Native man in the cast at large. I just… cannot understand how anyone could see the improvised unfolding of these stories and conclude that Taliesin could possibly have been slighted in either circumstance.

Boiling Dorian’s character down to how he can support someone else (read: particularly a white male cast member and a character who is for all intents and purposes perceived in campaign as a white man) is ridiculous all on its own and it should be called out when people in the minority are turned reductive by fandom discourse.

yeah, yeah, exactly! that's what annoys me about how people treat him!

and it sucks when you have people who go out of their way to act like it's somehow robbie's fault for dorian fans being racist and insist his character is Actually Just Boring or doesn't apply to the themes told by the story so it's okay to ignore him!

i want to know everything about the silken squall! tell me what his life is like and what he wants to be, don't just make him Will of the Air Ashari... 2! or shove him off to the sidelines because you dislike a ship he's in.

[eddieydewr]

"September 2023 was the last time we all truly smiled as a fandom" I AM CACKLING. This fandom has been a shit show for years. What happened to Noah wasn't a new thing it was just on a more extreme public level. People have been harassing everyone the way the did to him for YEARS. The only people in total denial of this are the ones who are the problem. Noah didn't ruin this fandom. The fans did. They made it impossible for anyone to be comfortable here and none of them have any awareness of how many Jewish fans left because of the way they talked about Noah. Who the fuck could smile in a fandom with so much hatred and no human decency. A large part of this fandom simply isn't mature enough to understand any part of this and they think if they replace knowledge with passion it sounds impressive. Everyone knows they are full of shit. People need to get it out of their heads that celebrities are supposed to save them. They need to stop clinging to lies because they think it justifies their anger. They sound psychotic. Everyone is so tired of this and they have no idea how annoying they are. A trailer could drop tomorrow and the same whiney assholes who won't shut up will make a scene AGAIN because they have nothing better to do. Most people won't give a fuck. They aren't special or saying anything people want to listen to. They also just need a reality check - the way they are talking makes it impossible to take them seriously. They won't spell Noah's name because it's "triggering". They won't mention it sometimes and just say "Will's actor". And they are calling a 19 year old child actor a "genocidal maniac" as if he is responsible for saving anyone. He's not a dictator or a politician. They sound so stupid and anyone who sees those comments knows it. It's why no one is giving them what they want. They aren't changing the world acting like this. They are annoying the fuck out of everyone. People are embarrassed by them. It's just amazing how they don't see this. It's them. It's always been them. This fandom is full of bullies and always has been.

I HAVE NOTHING TO ADD BC U ARE SO RIGHT

[oblivious-aro]

Does the Ninjago side plot in season 5 where the ninja are struggling to pick a new leader make any sense?

No, Lloyd was never really their leader, and in fact, the ninja team never really felt like it had a particular leader, but had all the ninja share the role in a way that felt satisfying and natural.

But consider, it's fun having the main characters take turns and seeing how they handle the leadership role, so shut up.

[suffarustuffaru]

i just. remembered again that i have a fembaru fic but also the premise is. Very Messed Up hah and also it was written before the canon genderbent au with its official genderbend names for everyone so its also outdated on top of that T^T i had like. Genderqueer subtext going on too. but i also wrote this fic like almost two years ago and havent touched it in forever so im unsure if i should go back to it…. o.o but i would love to finish it one day if only for my own satisfaction hah… i had a very detailed outline for ch 2 (its a twoshot) and several scenes written already anyway!! (and also i would probably update those names, make minor edits, etc etc hmm…)

[spocksgotemotions]

I saw a modernized version of a lesser known Shakespeare play in Russian and it was so interesting and weird that it’s still stuck in my brain (i saw it for a class and my professor was very annoyed with me when I said it was my favorite of the semester because it was different and weird). Most of my senior year of college I was learning about absurdist/surrealist theater and experimenting with it and the weird subgenres that came out of it. I wrote a very short collage play about Henrik Ibsen and August Strindberg in a tumultuous romance (Strindberg hated Ibsen’s guts so much, but he kept a lifelike bust of Ibsen in his study), where all the lines were taken from the various women in their plays. Different professor once introduced a play as the most feminist thing at the time (in the 1830s). The play was written by a man and had a cast of 20, with 6 female characters. The female characters were split into two groups, “whore” and “wife.” One of the wives did not have a name. All of the wives died for their husbands and the whores were only in one scene. One of the whores has a beautiful monologue about longing. But it is longing for sex and sex alone. She was based off of 18th century porn novels. My professor got very annoyed when I informed him of this. Right now I’m working as a scare actor and after being told the story of the haunted house I put a lot of thought into the sort of things I would say and do to fit the vibe but still make it my own. I heard one of my coworkers say, “people keep laughing cause they think I’m saying yeet, but I’m doing the minecraft zombie noise.”

[darcyolsson]

actually how do you feel about the queer rep in tsc in general, b/c i feel like it's so good but also sometimes. Bad. like Anna was so messy imo, both as a nonbinary character and her relationship to Ari. but at the same time she writes so much queer rep for such a big and mainstream series.

i think the short answer is "overall very good, but not perfect, as can be expected from a cishet woman in her 40s"

long answer is yeah, it's a bit of a mixed bag sometimes, but generally good. i think she treats her queer and her cishet characters equally, without putting too much thought into certain sterotypes she wants to avoid, which does lead to a few questionable moments. (though she does avoid killing her queer characters like the plague, which, so true. keep that up)

i think a good example of this is how both magnus and matthew, two of the most prominent bisexual characters, are both known for being very flirtatious people, which is a negative sterotype i think most authors as dedicated to writing rep as cc would want to avoid. at the same time, there's also slutty characters who aren't bi (jace, isabelle, anna) and bi characters who aren't slutty (mark, kieran, helen). would it be better if she had avoided this stereotype altogether? i don't know!

same goes for the way cetain characters talk about magnus' femininity. though it's generally respected and generally admired, it's absolutely used as the butt of a joke like... all the time. would it be better if no one made fun of it, even though magnus' femininity is also explicity admired in-text by just as many people? i don't know, you tell me.

anna is......... a lot to unpack, isn't she. i can't really say how i feel about her gender identity since i'm not nonbinary myself, but i do think that if cc set out to write a genderqueer character she could have made that more explicit. i get that tlh being set in the 1900s leads to some complications, but i think a sensitivity reader may have helped her a bit here.

i do think her and ari's romance lacked a certain depth that other couples were given (and same goes for helen and aline, though they are obviously not main characters). i think this is mostly due to the way cc writes her male and female characters, or rather, their romances. it's a little hard to put into words but i feel like, in the end, her female characters are the ones who are regular people while the male characters often step into the sexy love interest role, ready to admire the Main Girl any opportunity he gets. that's not to say that most characters don't carry elements of both these roles sometimes, but it kind of leaves us with, like, Lesbian Sheep? does anyone get what the fuck i'm trying to say?

basically, when your romances depend on men being sexy dreamboats waiting for a girl to slowly fall in love with him, it's hard to write one without a man in there. the reason why ari and anna don't read as romantic is because they're both rational, three-dimensional people, whose main purpose in life is not getting the attention of some girl, when cc's romances almost always depend on the core dynamic being Regular Girl x Universally Admired Guy Who Would Kill Himself For Her If She Asked. (sizzy is a very notable exception to this, with izzy being the universally admired guy, while simon is the regular girl.)

basically, think her desire to write all her women as relatable, rational people for whom romance is not the single most important thing in their lives is preventing her from doing it. i'm very curious to see if twp will give us a better take on a lesbian romance but i don't count on it unfortunately!

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rewatching BCS S1 and it makes me seethe watching chuck make a pot of coffee KNOWING he later asks kim to make him coffee like she’s a fucking secretary

[therealmofamorus]

Type: Ask

AU: Alpha Stud Misogony

Summary of the Question: Are the rumors true Tsunade that you acknowledge the only reason you were Hokage was because of your massive boobs? That your true calling was bearing Naruto lots of kids as his wife?

Meme: Stepford Wife

"I am not some fucking broodmare for that damn Gaki!" Tsunade said, slamming her fist on her desk. Trying in vain to ignore the seal on her womb that compel to her to see out Naruto and bear him lots and lots of kids as his happy baby-making wife.