Wheezing

meh, why you leaving?

I think she’s slightly mad at me for leaving town again (it’s holiday time right now and I’m going somewhere else, but my cat unfortunately has to stay at home with a neighbor taking care of her)

Reblog with the star wars character(s) based on your last meal or snack

“the ways you have learned to survive may not be the ways you wish to continue to live“

seriously.

People out here really are thinking fiction means you’re writing your opinions and rubbing them on others. Especially the fanfiction.

The author made someone the antagonist? Oh they hate that character, how dare they?

The antagonist character is not white? Oh they are racist, what the heck?

The author is subtly trying to justify canon character? Oh they obviously didn’t watch the show.

The protagonists are not a canon couple? Oh they’re mortal enemies, how twisted are they to make them lovers?

It goes on and on and on. I see this in so many fandoms. Like, chill out bro! It’s fiction. You got a problem, scroll on, unless it is actually harming someone. If it’s just against your own opinion, don’t engage. Don’t bother them. Mind your business. You have a brain, so it shouldn’t be that difficult, right?

So, let me add my two cents to this conversation. I’m German and in my language, every noun has a gender (either female, male or neuter) and gets referred to by gendered articles which are der (the, masculine), die (the, feminine) or das (the, neuter) and it‘s the same with the pronouns for said noun where there are either er (he), sie (she) or es (it) pronouns used for the word.

And while the moon in many languages is seen as a symbol for femininity, which probably stems from the moon being a female noun in Latin (Luna, Lunae f.), in German, that is not the case.

In my language, the moon is a masculine noun and referred to by male articles. We say DER Mond (the moon) and when we want to say that it looks beautiful, we‘d say: “er sieht schön aus”, aka “he looks beautiful.”

So, what’s the takeaway from all of this? The easiest way to phrase it is, that both cultures and languages are simply very different all around the world. I know that that sounds a bit.. obvious but I have recently observed that, especially on the internet, there seems to be a “right” and “wrong” way to go about things.

Seeing matters from a perspective that isn’t typically “Latin” or “American” is often shunned and shut down online because people aren’t used to it.

You can easily see that happen in the above post, where the user who posted the photo and caption was immediately shunned by the people in the comments for using the “wrong” pronoun for the moon.

Which is kind of funny to me, seeing as in English, nouns DON’T EVEN HAVE gendered pronouns. So this is definitely coming from the culture online being heavily influenced by Latin, as the internet seems to be a very western space and many of those languages have roots there.

But to me it is important to say that just because Luna is a commonly used term when talking about the moon, that doesn’t have to mean that everyone needs to agree on it being female. In my language, that isn’t the case and I’d very much feel pretty annoyed if anyone told me that my or my language’s/culture‘s perspective is somehow wrong.

So, as the person above my way too lengthy post already said: we‘re not all Romans. And in my humble opinion, that‘s a good thing. So stop policing other people on stuff like this, just because they have a different perspective on this. Emphasis on the word DIFFERENT by the way. Different, not wrong.

I think I'm gonna start using he/him for the moon on purpose now.

I keep seeing this on twitter so I had to make an Arcane version, say in the tags where you're sitting and why ‼️

the phrase “ vanilla in bed ” is so amusing to me because that implies the existence of different ice cream flavoured sex positions

Mein lieber Scholli. Mein lieber Schwan. Mein lieber Herr Gesangsverein. Mein lieber Freund und Kupferstecher. Alter Schwede. Alter Verwalter. Ich glaube mein Schwein pfeift. Ach du grüne Neune. Da wird ja der Hund in der Pfanne verrückt. Himmel, Arsch und Zwirn. Da brat mir einer nen Storch. Holla die Waldfee. Heidewitzka. Donnerlittchen. Ich glaube es hackt. Leck mich fett. Da boxt der Papst im Kettenhemd. Heiliges Blechle. Ich glaub mich knutscht ein Elch. Das geht aber auf keine Kuhhaut. Da haben wir den Salat. Ich glaube mit tritt ein Pferd.

Ich taufe dich auf den Namen: Streuselkuchen