#Logically-Siobhan

[mishapen-moth]

some things i’ve done since the junior year brainrot set in

[thistlerock]

I can't really isolate which one of my issues this is (i guess it's a mix of them) but I have a REALLY hard time watching zoom episodes of dimension 20 and adventuring party (and adventuring academy but that's less relevant to me anyway / its easy to just skip out on that one season. Same with game changer.) and it's SO frustrating ahebekfn.

I don't wanna say it hurts because I don't think that's quite right but it. Kind of does ? Audio . Brain ow. And the screen sometimes make me a little dizzy especially in unsleeping city chapter 2 but idk what's up with that. Migraines. I never got through unsleeping city completely, and i think I only managed Sophmore year because it was only the last few episodes? I know what happens in it but I gen could not handle the boys night live stream. I remember listening to a crown of candy adventuring parties but I'm also pretty sure I. Fought through those lmao. Older live show recordings give me similar issues but I could handle every time quangle except one just fine. So there's also that.

Im not trying to go anywhere w/ this post I'm just complaining. Wanted to complain. It's very frustrating to have missed out on that year of content from a lot of my favourite stuff, I guess. Curse you chronic migraines and other nondescript health issues. A lot of people love the zoom adventuring parties but I will literally never see the appeal because they make me. Sick. and that's also frustrating because hey!! I wanna enjoy this as much as other people seem to!! Annoying. I am gnawing on glass. I actively avoid rewatching Sophomore year because I know the last episodes will make me woozy and I have to either stop forcing myself through stuff or stop complaining about feeling sick all the time (chose the former lmao) but that means I can't rewatch one of my favourite things!! Pain and suffering!! Agony . Exploding things with my mind

Just in case it reads like that I am not complaining about dropout I am complaining about my body this is a me issue. Thumbs up emoji.

[hawkzeyes]

PAUSE SHE IS 6’11?????

Supergirl #11 (1996-2003)

[honourablejester]

I’m watching bit compilations of the Fantasy High campaign(s) for Dimension 20 at the minute, and I’m watching one for Junior Year ep 16, and I love …

There’s a bit where some of Kipperlilly’s motivations for hating the party are revealed, and it’s revealed that she’s jealous that Riz’s father was killed, because she wants a cool and tragic backstory and thinks that her lack of it has kept her back at the adventuring academy while they had an advantage. And Siobhan, as Adaine, without batting an eye:

“And her response to that was to be mad at us, and not to kill her parents?”

To which the others respond … Okay, Adaine, that’s the sociopath test! And just general slightly spooked humour.

And I just love that … You can really see the girl who on her first day at school had a fight break out on top of her and wound up killing a lunch lady with a ladle. You can see the girl who did have to kill her abusive father after he casually murdered her sister. This is all coming from trauma, but she puts such a casual … Like, girl, get with the program on it. There’s such disdain for Kipperlilly whining about it instead of actually doing something.

I love that it is genuinely mostly a joke, she’s not seriously advocating for murder here, but it also does say quite a bit about Adaine. About her trauma and her pragmatism and her lingering perfectionism and her rather enforced nonchalance about the potential necessity of parent murder and her distinct attitude that if a problem presents itself, then you fix it, doing whatever you have to do in the process.

There’s just a sense that, you know, if Kipperlilly has decided to be evil and has decided that she’s fine with killing people, which we have proof she has, why is she not going with the logical solution to her problem? If you have decided that you’re fine with murdering people and that morality is no longer a stumbling block, why are you not doing the most efficient thing to solve your stated problem? If you’re going to be evil, be better at it.

Adaine would be an absolutely terrifying bad guy. And also probably needs more counselling.

[hamletteprinceofdenmark]

I don't care if this is a hot take or whatever I'm just going to say it.

All the "that's a lesbian" talk around Van makes me deeply fucking uncomfortable, and especially all the hate?? and hostility?? I've seen directed at her equally fictional husband as well as real life Siobhan Thompson for how she has chosen to build and portray her character after one singular episode.

I'll be straight up. It's gross. It's gender essentialist and anti-feminist. It's biphobic as hell and also reeks of a certain level of classism and ... naivety?? to the world and the variety of people in it. As well as my favourite fucking bugbear, American centralism.

I have met women like Vanellope Chapman. I have met many women just like Van. They're hard workers, they're gritty, they have histories and families and yes most of the time, they have husbands and or male partners. Partners who love them dearly exactly as they are.

Vanellope Chapman could not more clearly be drawn from a rich and deeply rooted history of the working class English woman. Real blue collar shit. A tradie. And she clearly fucking loves her husband and her husband loves her. They've built a lovely little life together.

This truly feels like reintroducing Feminism and Gender Theory 101 here but you cannot assume someone's gender or sexual identity by their appearance. But what if -- No, not even, and especially then.

That's fucking TERF logic.

It's giving "your gay and that's final."

We can make no assumptions about Vanellope and her identity and it's fucking weird that the majority of this fandom, which I've always experienced as a fairly open minded and left leaning space, seems so determined to deny and quite literally over-write what is clearly a large part of her character this early in the campaign so that she fits more neatly into a box that strips her of her roots and identity and makes her "easier" and more consumable to an American centric audience that apparently can't fucking conceive of a masc working class woman with a low, gravelly voice and sun-beaten makeup-less face having a husband who loves her and whom she loves in return.

When I write it out like that do you see it?? Do you see what I see??

Look, maybe Van is bi. Maybe she and Bert are in a polyamorous or open relationship. Maybe she and Marya and Comfrey were all in it together on the Zephyr twenty years ago.

We don't know.

And we will continue not to know until the Intrepid Heroes choose to show us, if indeed, there is anything to show.

Until then, I am actually begging you all to think about what you are saying and your own internal biases.

And why in a world of Gath, where you can be anyone you want to be if you have enough gumption, you are refusing to see Van Chapman exactly as she is, not who you would find her easier to be.

[saeun]

ꪆ୧ ── WISH UNATTAINABLE ┊ A MERE DREAM ﹑ HSR ⤿ starring: boothill ◟ sunday ◟ dr. ratio.

꒰ a player's mission ﹢ ding! quest(s) unlocked. to obtain a reward of 100 stellar jades, knock yourself out with missions involving your favourite! don't get caught up in the dream though.

𖧷 · love, ‘su: i clearly had an idea & needed to jot it down before i forgot about it (old draft i wrote when i js was fresh into hsr bear w me 😢)

COSMIC SPLENDOR AND MERITED PRAISES ⟡ siobhan’s revealed that someone's here for you, insisting for you to not be a killjoy and come meet him.

“drink's on me sweetheart, knock ya'self out,” boothill slides the cocktail at you, giving his signature smirk as its free side dish.

you're not quite sure what you expected, but boothill being a bartender wasn't one of them. actually — it's believable when you think about it.

when siobhan sent you those messages, your mind went to either gallagher or aventurine. (un)fortunately, your guess was wrong. you are now a taste-tester and subjected to subtle flirting? a win is a win.

boothill puts a hand on his hip. he mixed the drink gracefully with siobhan's aid, it's bound to be perfect — hopefully.

“what's it called?” you asked, turning the glass around to appreciate the red and orange ombre. it reminds you of someone, but you can't put a finger on it.

“didn't think that far into it.” he shrugs. “you can name it, sweetheart.”

“i can name it sweetheart?”

“no, i meant... well, why the fuck not.”

you're sure you heard a disappointed sigh from him. maybe it's the alcohol? whatever, it tastes good. the drink's sweet, but it leaves a bitter aftertaste — if that makes sense. it's so sweet that you keep sipping, yet it's so bitter that you're reminded it's alcohol and not juice. a perfect balance.

gently placing the glass down, you slid it towards boothill, “another glass please, gentleman.”

“right away, darlin��,” he accepts your request, refilling your glass with the sweetheart special. this time, he adds a little edible glitter in the mix to spice up the aesthetic.

the glass is once again slid back to you. the only difference is a shine to the liquid. the new beauty to it can make even argenti fall to his knees to worship it (he worships anything beautiful).

“it's so good i can kiss you for it,” you mindlessly reply, licking your lips from the excess liquid.

goodness, do you want him to overheat? is the way to defeat a galaxy ranger a compliment without thought put into it?!

“pfft— uh— well—” he sputters, unable to form a proper sentence yet.

a few coughs later, he regains his ability to speak, “it's just that good ain't it, darlin’?”

“you're the best and i need you in the express to make fifteen of these,” with desperation in your voice, you lean over to hold his hand. it's cold, but not cold enough to make you back away.

“i'll be right with ya!”

THE INTERPRETATION OF DREAMS ⟡ you received an anonymous message urging you to come to penacony. it felt like a scam, but the messages were too prim and proper to be one.

hmm, something isn't right. you can feel it in your bones. either you're experiencing side effects of being on cleaning duty, or you're being hunted down. has your excellence finally exceed you to the point where you've appeared on someone's hitlist? maybe.

staring at the message on your phone, you squint at it before moving your head away. you must be careful or else you'd be affected by its ominous energy.

there's only one logical decision to make: find dan heng and let him decipher a possible hidden code in the messages.

“dan heng, i need you!” you exclaimed, opening his room's door with a force that should only be reserved for battles.

“did you clean your manners out too?” sighing, dan heng closes the book he's reviewing.

“i think i'm being kidnapped,” ignoring his snarky comments, you enter his room, showing him the pile of messages.

> Hello, (y/n). I trust that you've been well during your trips.

> Have you decided on whether you'll return to Penacony? If not, I hope that you come soon.

> There is something I wish to do with you.

> Meet me at The Reverie Hotel 10 system hours from when you reply. I shall accompany you directly instead of a regular staff.

> That is all. I'll keep the conversations for our meeting.

you shake your head, hugging your body in attempts to shield yourself.

“see! there's no way that isn't someone out to get me.”

dan heng falls silent. clearly, this is someone you've met before, but who? they haven't left any name, let alone a profile icon. there's only one way to find out and that's to reply.

“hand me your phone, i'll reply.”

...

have you been deceived? is dan heng in on this too? why would he reply? suspicion dominates over you. you slowly back away from his side.

“damn... they really do say your enemies are close.”

“that's now how it... whatever. just give me the phone so i can ask for their identity.” his tone's laced with disappointment. he's not surprised, but boy was he wrong for thinking you matured.

being left with no other choice, you surrender your phone and safety to him.

< Sorry, who are you?

< I'm sure we've met though.

“they're typing...” he mutters, leaning into your side so you can see the screen too.

> My apologies. I forgot to set my account.

> This is Sunday, head of the Oak Family.

“sunday?!”

“sunday!?”

this time you both were taken by surprise. out of everyone in penacony that would've sent you a text, he was the least expected. dan heng shoots you a pitiful look. he's pretty sure sunday's still on your hitlist.

“i am not going.”

“it's rude to ignore someone's request.”

“dan heng,” you began, folding your arms across your chest, “you can't make me go.”

in response dan heng simply nods. he walks out his room and into the main area. you're not sure what he did, but he came back to you lounging on his bed in five minutes.

you were already comfortable, with one knee up and a foot on the knee. you expected him to come back, but not with a trusted adult.

“are you serious?”

“himeko, (y/n)'s ignoring someone's request to meet.”

one corner of his mouth moves up. he knows he won this battle. snitching is the way to go, always.

and that's how you're now standing besides sunday. all stiff with nervous laughs, praying to whichever aeon that he doesn't use the telepathy punishment thing on you. it's game over and restart if he ever dares to.

sunday's as poise as ever — with a hand behind his back, he observes the view of oti mall below. it's bustling with life; the noise is enough to do all the talking. truly a one-sided comfortable silence.

“so... how's life been, sunday?” you tread carefully with your question and behaviour. you don't even make eye contact.

sunday smiles slightly, “it's been busy as ever. this is probably the only moment of peace in my schedule.”

and it's silent again. how do you continue a conversation with a bigshot? you ran your mouth with the supreme guardian of belobog but god forbid you're with the head of the oak family. scary.

cold sweat drops. you have got to keep the conversation going or you'll lose your mind in seven minutes.

“been getting into gambling with the slot machines lately. what about you?”

perfect. ten out of ten. a penacony-related addiction.

“i see you've picked up that ipc stoneheart's behaviour.”

okay, maybe it wasn't that perfect. and was that disappointment?!

it's silent again. you steal a glance of sunday and it did not help. he has a relaxed expression on his face. his chest rising and falling with every breath. is he truly comfortable with the silence? you're dying here.

a sigh leaves you. why not just speak your mind.

“to be honest, it's a little uncomfortable being so silent. i feel like i'm being watched by that large eye in the mall.”

sunday's head turns, his expression slightly changes.

“apologies, i did not notice. would you like to take a walk together?” he suggests, holding his palm out to you.

you place your hand in his, trying to hide the smile. you're finally going to do something instead of standing like an npc.

“yeah, sure.”

after your approval, you basically re-toured penacony. he even took you to his office. that's not even the biggest part. the huge wow factor here is that you were hand-in-hand with him. yes, hands intertwined with the most handsome man in penacony. someone should be jealous.

although his hand was gloved it still counts. the gloves are thin anyway — it was basically skin contact. had you known beforehand that sunday's hand was this manly you wouldn't have even complained to dan heng.

COSMIC SPLENDOR AND MERITED PRAISES ⟡ herta bothered you to return to her station, insisting that she needs your help. you reluctantly agreed, but didn't expect to meet the doctor you've been hitting on.

> Come. I need to experiment on you.

< Excuse me?!?

> Aeon stuff.

< Which Aeon is it?

< Herta?

< Hellooooo... Anyone there...?

> [Automatic reply] Hi, I'm currently unavailable, and won't be contacting you later.

< You've got to be kidding me.

> [Automatic reply] Hi, I'm currently unavailable, and won't be contacting you later.

a heavy sigh leaves you. new day, same old herta demanding your presence and going off the net. well, it's been a while since you've revisited herta's space station, and it doesn't hurt gaining new knowledge on aeons. hopefully it'd be quick... and that screwllum's there as well. out of the three, screwllum's the sole one that's gentle.

once you stepped foot in her office, you stepped right back out. seeing someone you've been avoiding to reply to their messages certainly isn't a good thing. the chances of the man you were testing your charisma on being with herta is low — incredibly low — but never zero.

“come here, (y/n).” a voice filled with authority calls for you who's standing to the side of the door.

you purposefully chose that position; since the doors are automatic, they'd immediately open if you were directly in front of it.

“no, thanks!” you yelled, preferring to stay where its safe from confrontations.

inside the office, herta folds her arms. the clock is ticking, and she doesn't want to lose interest before she can glimpse the secret of at least one aeon.

“just go get her. what're you standing there for?”

with a tone as blunt as that, ratio feels slightly offended, but he can't argue. she's right, he can simply bring you back inside the office.

confidentally walking towards the door, he steps out and immediately turns his head left. it was as he calculated: you were right there leaning against the wall, trying your best to act nonchalant while ignoring his obvious presence.

“don't act childish.” disappointment laces his voice, his folded arms shows it, too.

“whatever do you mean, doctor?” you smiled.

ratio's having none of it. he moves his position to stand in front of you, forcing you to look at him instead.

“your behaviour then and now is childish. get back in the office.”

“cut me some slack! do you think the courage i have over text translates to real life?” your defenses raise, poking his chest to enforce your point. “you're intimidating and handsome, dude. give me a break.”

a silence follows. the kind of silence that indicates you said something you definitely should've kept as a thought. nervously, you move your eyes to look at ratio's. the eye contact doesn't last long — like you said, he's intimidating (and handsome).

“tell me something i don't know.” ratio breaks the silence, grabbing your finger off his chest. “but that's not the point here, is it? we have something to do.”

mood: ruined. it's common knowledge to anyone who's been in a conversation with ratio that he's well aware of his visuals. compliments are nothing new to him — it's a shame he didn't act the way he did in your daydreams.

“gosh, you're so annoying.” a voice of defeat.

grumbling, you straightened your posture, making your way back to herta's office. ratio followed behind, observing the you walked. has someone walking always been attractive, or is it just because it's you? a question that he'll be pondering on until he finds a suitable answer.

“hey. you guys took too long. i don't wanna do it again,” herta complains the second she saw you two walk in.

[wildmagicplant]

in honor of Groundhog Day, a Game Changer Deja Vu appreciation post

let's start with the two actual groundhog day (movie) references in the episode, since we love self-aware time loopers:

and now for a very unofficial list of my top bits from the episode (mostly dialogue, because i can't make gifs, so it's hard to show actions)

10) "meated balls"

9) Ify's duck-based heel turn speech

8) Trapp taking a page out of Siobhan's book

7) the payoff of Ify's box strategy

6) The logical conclusion of Trapp's guess the beans strategy/Bit

5) pulling an Uno reverse on the Podium Inspector

4) Finally, a reaction for those moments that are exactly the opposite of "Why do we even have that lever?"

3) "You don't like out of the box thinking on Game Changer?!?"

2) Siobhan vows revenge for Ify's game interference

and finally....

1) "This isn't fucking 'Um, Actually'!"

(one last honorary mention to "Eat shit, Mike!" and "Don't need to write it down, motherfuckers!" but they don't even halfway work without the delivery.)

[deconstructthesoup]

Whenever I watch episodes of Dimension 20, it's logical for me to kind of picture a character looking a lot like the person who plays them---I think the most notable example is with Siobhan Thompson and Adaine Abernant, since I literally do just picture Adaine as teen-Siobhan-with-pointy-ears---but normally, this doesn't apply to Murph.

And now I'm watching Starstruck Odyssey

And whenever I look at Murph's long hair and surprisingly large arms, I know that if he grew some scruff and put on sunglasses, he would fully become Barry Syx. He would reach his final form. He will be The One True Barry. All hail the galaxy's biggest himbo.

[everywishway]

I want a sequel to 'Beat the Buzzer' but specifically a Court of Fey and Flowers reunion with Emily, Omar, and Surena, all of which have NEVER been on Game Changer and prob don't know the rules or what to expect.

Brennan, Aabria, Oscar, and Lou all causing shit in the background because, just this once on Game Changer they get to be the puppeteers and not the puppet! They get to be apart of the Game Changer chaos but without the suffering (something I'm pretty sure Brennan and Lou will enjoy.

I would also appreciate one with the DMs of Exandria (Matt Mercer, Aabria, and Brennan) but I will compensate that with Critical Role questions on Um Actually and bullying all three of those nerds with their own fucking lore.

Who do I have to talk to so all my ideas become episodes on Dropout bc I have a list. LARPing with cardboard props and the players being bullied by their spouses as their enemies (esp with Murph and BLeeM being beaten up by Izzy and Emily with cardboard) with the logic "yeah, we already blew this season's budget. Just improv something with cardboard while your wives beat the shit outta you", Magical Girl Aabria DMing season on D20, ACOFAF spinoff specifically with Siobhan... I literally have so fucking many.

[unknown171204]

Les Misérables 1991

After the semi-failure of the very first show in 1980

Les Mis should have logically fallen into oblivion … Without the miraculous intervention of Cameron Mackintosh !!

While he had just inaugurated Cats on Broadway, the concept album of the show was sent to him by the director Peter Farago, who having seen the stage adaptation of Robert Hossein and wanted to create an English adaptation

Mackintosh, initially reluctant eventually accepted the challenge

It took him two years of work in collaboration with Herbert Kretzmer, Siobhan Bracke and James Fenton

The first adaptation of a French musical to finally be created in London in October 1985 at the Barbican Centre before moving to the West End :

The HUGE success will lead to the production of a second official French version ( we can even consider it as a remake)

Because it would be stupid to change a winning team

Cameron Mackintosh will take the reins of the project ( with behind him the shadow of Alain Boublil who will have to RETRANSLATE Kretzmer's texts which are translations of his own texts )

it is he who will stage this new version closer to the English adaptation than to the original show

The show will be performed in Montreal at the Théâtre Saint-Denis then in Paris at the Théâtre Mogador

1991 full album :

FRENCH DISTRIBUTION :

Robert Marien : Jean Valjean

Patrick Rocca : Javert

Louise Pitre : Fantine

Laurent Gendron : Mr Thénardier

Marie-France Roussel : Mrs Thénardier

Lynda Zaoui / Anne-Laure Grondin / Nora Kati / Aurélie Lebarbé / Marjorie Theillaumas / Karine Debec / Audrey Boitel : alternately little Cosette and little Eponine

Marie Zamora : Cosette

Stéphanie Martin : Éponine

Ludwig Briand / Cyrille Vannier / Alexis Tomassian : Gavroche

Jérôme Pradon : Marius

Julien Combey : Enjolras

Renaud Marx : Grantaire

Vincent Vittoz : Combeferre

Pierre-Yves Duchesne : Courfeyrac

Juan Pablo Armitano : Feuilly

CANADIAN DISTRIBUTION :

Robert Marien : Jean Valjean

Peter Zinko : Javert

Louise Pitre : Fantine

Andre Therrien : Mr Thénardier

Mireille Thibeault : Mrs Thénardier

Clotilde Aras / Adrienne Nye / Lily Russell / Aurelie Lebarbe / Marjorie Theillaumas / Anne-Laure Grondin : alternately little Cosette and little Eponine

Laur Fugère : Cosette

Stéphanie Martin : Éponine

Andrew Bauer-Gâdor / Gabriel Kakon : Gavroche

Frayne McCarthy : Marius

Francois Godin : Enjolras

Daniel Jean : Grantaire

Sébastien Dhavernas : Courfeyrac

Alexandre Beaulieu : Joly

Unlike the original show which had a lot of archive photos but few videos , here I was able to find more interesting materials :

The Full Live Recording of the Show :

Unfortunately ... the show was a resounding failure

Les Mis were snubbed for two reasons :

1 - France and musicals is an incredibly recent encounter !!

The public was not interested in this kind of entertainment, which was considered pedantic and unnecessarily expensive , it will be necessary to wait for "Notre Dame de Paris"

( ironically another musical based on a novel by Victor Hugo)

In 1999, for this kind of show to be adopted and appreciated by the public ( I will probably talk about it one day, it is this show which launched the craze and then the golden age of French musicals )

2 - Fans of the first album and show felt betrayed

It's not easy to accept as a long-time fan that a work is cut or modified ... So when an Englishman allows himself to modify the songs and the scenography, declaring this version to be superior to the original ?! The pill was definitely difficult to swallow

( not to mention the Franco-English friend-enemy relationship which goes back a long way )

Die-hard fans took this as an affront and boycotted the show

Apparently, Cameron Mackintosh was so upset and disappointed by the situation that he called France a "musical graveyard " which only further angered the public, who shunned the show ( and wouldn't revive it until 2024 )

ANECDOTES :

I had already pointed out that in the 1980 version

Gavroche's actors often ended up in front of cameras or as dubbing actors :

The iconic voices of Alexis Tomassian

...

Ludwig Briand became a famous child actor playing the role of Mimi Siku in the CULT French comedy : " Un indien dans la ville "

I'll definitely end up talking about the 2024 version ...

To while away the time, I invite you to consult my Masterlist (with my other articles on Les Misérables and other equally exciting French musicals :)

MASTERLIST

[the-bear-and-his-sunbird]

Happy Thedas Weekend! Could I suggest 'be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers .' from the Florence prompts for whoever you think would be fun to pair with it?

@thedasweekend

You know, most ships would fit and I really must hold myself back from just doing Siobhan x Emmrich again (also Neverookanis for this would also be whoooo)

But you know this screams Solavellan so I'll give you them ~

Pairing: Solavellan

Warnings: Love described as a hunt, blood

Words: 135

While Solas is the Dread Wold, Lavellan felt like she had become the beast; chasing, hunting, ready to devour. What started so soft and so terribly sweet between them has evolved into something akin to a curse that crawls through her veins.

Solas is the moon that instills this hunger in her, this terror and she knows she must run. There is no logic to it, no thought. Just her beating heart and bloody snout as she follows the trail he left behind for her to find.

Being the Inquisitor does not help her, it only holds her back. She discards it, leaves it behind.

She does not need to be a saint anymore. The world is saved, as is her, as Solas is finally backed in a corner and Lavellans hunt has finally ended.

[tokyosmega]

the fact that angela and siobhan know each other logically makes sense because they're both improv comedians in LA but also. what do you mean ANGELA and SIOBHAN know EACH OTHER ???

[discworldwitches]

Gender, in fact, was crucial to Darwinist ideas. One of the basic assumptions within the Darwinian model was the belief that, as organisms evolved through a process of natural selection, they also showed greater signs of differentiation between the (two) sexes. Following this logic, various writers used sexual characteristics as indicators of evolutionary progress toward civilization. In Man and Woman, for instance, Ellis himself cautiously suggested that since the "beginnings of industrialism," "more marked sexual differences in physical development seem (we cannot speak definitely) to have developed than are usually to be found in savage societies.” In this passage, Ellis drew from theories developed by biologists like Patrick Geddes and J. Arthur Thomson. In their important work The Evolution of Sex, which traced the role of sexual difference in evolution, Geddes and Thomson stated that "hermaphroditism is primitive; the unisexual state is a subsequent differentiation. The present cases of normal hermaphroditism imply either persistence or reversion." In characterizing either lesbians' or African-American women's bodies as less sexually differentiated than the norm (always posited as white heterosexual women's bodies), anatomists drew upon notions of natural selection to dismiss these bodies as anomalous "throwbacks" within a scheme of cultural and anatomical progress.

Siobhan Somerville. “Scientific Racism and the Emergence of the Homosexual Body,” from Queering the Color Line.

[littleladymab]

Gen-uary Jubilee - Week 4: A Thing

Despite him being our King Arthur, we don't really know a lot about Atlas! Gotta fix that!!!

Written for @genuaryjubilee as part of @ficwip's server events!

Week 4 - A Thing (and also a Person if 'one's relationship with one's past life counts LMAO) Character: Atlas Koning Project: Knight Lite Words: 560

And finally, as always, to @bottlingsound!

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Excalibur is a heavy weight in his hand, and Atlas wonders how the fates conspired to give him the sword. 

He had lived for years before it knowing that, in some past life, he was Arthur. Whatever that meant in this day and age — it never did him much good in the day to day. He had greater things to worry about than what some ancient, mythological British king would think about his actions. 

But then Imogen had given him the sword. 

Or the sword had always been there, tied to him, waiting for its opportunity to be wielded against the forces of darkness again, and the Lady of the Lake had merely given him the thread with which to unravel the distance between myth and reality. 

And what use did he have for a sword? 

It wasn’t going to help him weigh court cases, or solve systemic injustice. It made him feel worse, even more helpless than he did before. 

All this power, and he couldn’t use it to help anyone. 

It’s fucking Excalibur, and he couldn’t even tell Liliya about it. Not that he told her about the whole King Arthur thing, because, well, who would believe that. He wouldn’t have believed it until suddenly: he did. 

And he met others who did. Who could do things like magic and summon swords to prove that it wasn’t just a bunch of adults thinking they were reincarnated knights. 

Atlas never had an overactive imagination. He considers himself a deeply logical person. It took a very long time to be logical about being able to summon a sword into his hand with just a thought. 

He once asked, “Aren’t I supposed to pull it from a stone to make it valid?” and Imogen had snorted so hard coffee came out of her nose. 

“That’s not a question King Arthur would ask,” Siobhan said while the other woman recovered. “You already know the answer to that.” 

After he thought about it for a moment, he did. It was an incredibly disconcerting feeling to have knowledge he knows he didn’t know previously. 

Caliburn is from the stone, back in ye olde Arthurian days. It belonged to his brother Kay. To Arthur’s brother; Atlas doesn’t have a brother. 

Excalibur is from the Lady of the Lake, who sat across from him at a little cafe, mopping up the last of her spilled latte with a napkin. 

So he never told Liliya all through their marriage — though she had met Imogen, Siobhan, and Robert. 

The sword remained a heavy weight on his heart, a useless instrument in his fight for good, a burden of a crown that would not do him any good. 

Eventually he learns how to wield the sword. Eventually he gets more knights — young kids who look up to him for guidance in more than just what it means to be born again defenders of a kingdom that doesn’t exist. 

And, always, he wondered just why Excalibur chose him. 

“Excalibur does not choose,” Alonso told him once. “This has always been you. Think of it as your dedication to your people, your duty to your community, that made you remember that Excalibur has always been yours.” 

Atlas grips the hilt, hefts the sword, and feels the weight of responsibility across his shoulders, and wonders if this is how Arthur ever felt. 

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Technically Spoilers for The Last Stand? It's about a comment Siobhan made in Adventuring Party

Literally no one cares but me but when Siobhan said "We beat the Kobayashi Maru" all I could think about was the duality of how people approach things.

Basically the main thought was "Spock and Arthur Aguefort would hate each other." And a lot of that is because they live in different genre's with different rules. Spock lives in a sci fi, which is still fantastical, but much more rooted in logic. Aguefort lives in a fantastical D&D setting where he can do insane shit like grab the sun and sneak into heaven in a backpack.

But their underlying philosophies transfer through those genres I think. Spock thinks that to be able to face fear, you must experience absolute failure. Aguefort believes that when told that failure or death is inevitable, you should spit in the face of whoever decided that.

I think Aguefort would get along with Kirk because they don't believe in the feeling of defeat, only that you should keep pushing for the best possible outcome despite the odds.

Maybe none of what I'm saying makes sense but I have so many thoughts about Star Trek and Fantasy High and I just wanted to share that.

[wrongcog]

MCTOBER 2024; Week Two!

Prompt one: What are your OC's study Habits? Take plenty of notes? Last minute crammer?

Siobhan Moriarty has no study habits.

Courtney Brookson belongs to the beautiful @courtneyb22

Prompt Two: Draw your OC during History class. Are they attentive or fast asleep?

She has drawn a Kneazle in a bikini.

Her logic: A kneazel is a giant cat. another name for a cat is a kitty. kitty rhymes with titty, and what do we wear on those? bikini.

Siobhan hasn't been known as the brightest of students, but shes not entirely stupid. She was raised of course by Eleazar and Miriam, shes been listening to magical theory (and by extension) history since she was a kid. Her biggest flaw is that she doesn't apply herself to learn things she thinks she already knows.

Shes out there absolutely winging it.

Prompt Three: Best friend. Draw your OC with their NPC bestie.

Siobhan can often be found with Courtney, Sebastian and Ominis!

BONUS: Siobhan would be great friends with Poppy! They would spend so much time playing with all the magical beasts, and just having fun!

Shout out to @lamieboo for Mctober2024!