I just ignore my responsibilities and read fanfics
Me, explaining why I do everything last minute (via emma-rossa)
Good boys need all the love
i kiss him
It terrifies me that there’s so much raging passion in the lgbt+ community that insist on marginalizing asexuals and implying that asexuals don’t deserve to have safe spaces. There’s still so much acephobia so I just wanna know which blogs are genuinely supportive and a safe space for asexuals
they just see that she-ra and hit the reblog button
reblog if you agree
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I’m not sure whether I should laugh or cry.
Is OP aware that oh so many books exist on this subject?
And that almost universally the ones authored by people with doctorates in classicism and mythology disagree with OP?
Including the… epic hymn that first told this story? You know what’s in that original source material… right?
Abducted, yes. Demeter mourned? Definitely. Rape, no.
So here’s some info on Ancient Greek wedding traditions which (oh my stars and garters!!) included abducting the bride. With the father’s permission, which Hades got before he took her away.
Here’s a whole book on the subject of Ancient Greek wedding custom and its conflation with funeral rites. (Which sounds a bit like Hades and Persephone to anyone who’s ever dabbled in things like explication and context)
Here’s a link to another book that talks about Persephone’s rise to power as a result of her willingly eating the pomegranate seeds.
Oh shit!!
Here’s a whole bunch of myths and hymns that talk about her Queen of the Underworld badassery!!
Holy pug tacos Batman!!
Here’s another book about the myth focusing on the seasonal religious and liminal rites. WHICH TAKE PLACE IN THE DRY SUMMER (not the fucking winter), which you know if you read a book.Way to go, OP!
All these fucking books! What could anyone possibly do with them all?!?!?!?! Do you eat books to absorb their powers instead of read them?
A better guess would be that you got into a moral panic over the name of a certain Renaissance statue and maybe after reading three pages of Edith Hamilton or the first paragraph of a Wikipedia article. And then used that to castigate and demean not only the people who actually take their limited time to create gorgeous art but also to denigrate modern day worshippers of Persephone and Hades?
Maybe next time, you stringy piece of over-boiled okra, you might want to take your own advice and pick up a book, instead of reducing the feared and respected Queen of the Underworld who held power equal to or in many interpretations GREATER than her husband into a meaningless pastiche of female disenfranchisement that you seemingly plucked from your own ass.
Holy shit it's me
"I'm not a monster!"
Darra Heartsworn knows that life is hard when you're different from everyone else. It doesn't matter if you like the same things they do, eat the same food or even play the same games all that matters to them is how you look and to them she looks like a monster. Darra just wants to live a peaceful life taking care of her younger sister Cayra out in the woods to shield Cayra from the harshness of the humans that live in the only village she can walk to and back home with hours of sunlight left in a day. One day while she's in the village her hood falls of as a human child runs into her while playing a game, screaming in surprise causeing the village to turn on Darra out of fear of her appearance. Attacking her forcing her to run, just outside the village with her right eye dripping blood from four slashes from some unknown weapon she screams at them trying to get them to understand "I'm not a monster!" But even as they walk away she knows she needs to grab Cayra and run.
Nobody tells you that 90% of being a fic writer is telling yourself sternly that you CANNOT start a new wip until you finish one of the old ones, and then failing to write anything at all as your brain sulks like a toddler.