heartchai:

being vulnerable enough to tell people how much you care about them is infinitely more brave than pretending to be above love and using edginess as a method of self-preservation

yarrilone:

ink-the-cryptid:

excalibelle:

hot take: the problem isnt the manic pixie dream girl. its the boring ass moody emotional leech guy she always gets paired with. we need more manic pixie dream characters. just give them partners who are as great as them or let them be happy alone! no more smart, beautiful, optimistic, kind girls getting paired with actual mosquitoes of men!

Also: make some manic pixie dream boys. If I wanna see romance maybe I wanna see a giddy boy full of positive energy who tells you fun facts about the constellations. Stop teaching boys they have to be moody and sad and they have to find salvation in a dream girl, this is how you breed Bad Men.

I thought about this for a while and I’ve only ever been able to identify one manic pixie dream guy and it’s buddy the elf from elf and I don’t know what to think about that.

mercedeslackeyblog:

matt-the-blind-cinnamon-roll:

tjmystic:

So, when I was doing my thesis on whether or not fanfiction should be considered a legitimate genre of literature, my advising professor asked me for examples.  I gave him the generic ones, of course – “Pride & Prejudice and Zombies” is a horror fanfic of “Pride & Prejudice”, “50 Shades of Grey” is an erotica fic of “Twilight" – and that seemed to make him understand what fanfiction is, but not how it’s useful.  So I thought about it, and, after about a minute, I said, “Paradise Lost is basically a fanfiction of the Book of Genesis.  And The Divine Comedy is an epic self-insertion fic for Catholic doctrine.  So, basically, you were teaching us fanfiction last semester.”  I had never before seen a grown man’s eyes widen with such fear, incomprehension, disgust, awe, and understanding.

#does that mean the renaissance was almost entirely fan art?

Yes. Yes it does. All ur classic favs had the Renaissance version of DeviantArt. 

Pretty much every “miracle play” of the middle ages is new testament fanfic.

Heck, The opera Parsifal is King Arthur fanfic. Tristan und Isolde is King Arthur fanfic! The entire Ring Cycle is Germanic myth fantic!!!

mercedeslackeyblog:

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msmeiriona:

Look very carefully at that wording before you think this is a slam on the author. It couldn’t be further from one! I ADORE Ms. Lackey’s work and would be singing her praises constantly if I didn’t have a voice that could peel paint.

Today I was re-reading one of her books (as I very often do) and suddenly I was hit with a realisation. 

The book I had chosen was one of her Elemental Masters series, which are fairy tales retold in, in most cases, England just before and during the first World War. The magic users as a rule are magicians of one of the four elements as the Greek world saw them, Earth, Fire, Air and Water, and are aided by creatures of those elements. (The most common of them being the gnomes, salamanders, sylphs, and undines, respectively) There are also the gifted and talented, mediums and empaths and such, who have abilities which are not linked to the elements and are regarded as lesser.

That out of the way, let me get into what I realised, and why it hit me so hard.

I was reading Phoenix and Ashes, which is the Cinderella tale, partly because I thought it might be responsible for my utter distaste for Once Upon A Time’s version of Ella. And it is. I’ll get into that further in a bit when I go into the specifics, but the general revelation I had was this:

These girls fight to save themselves. Their princes are often just as broken as they are. And while they do use magic to ultimately end the threats their opponents cause, it is their own magic they use. It isn’t the fairies who provide a magic sword and shield to fight through the cursed sleep, it isn’t a fairy godmother that allows her to attend the ball but her own willpower, and when the apple-seller poisons the woman, in her coma her soul still fights. Conversely, Puss-in-Boots is saved by a ballerina with a pistol, the Beast was transformed when his hubris led him to attempt magic outside his element without proper research, and the young man who cast aside his friends when his heart was frozen was blinded by the power of the stark cold.

The heroines are doctors, scholars, suffragists and artists. The heroes are retired sea-captains, pilots, rail barons, more doctors, theatre owners, spies-in-fops-clothing. The fairy godmothers are village midwives. The villains are scorned aunts jealous of their siblings success, society parasites, rival magicians, grieving husbands driven mad in their obsession over long-dead wives, all of whom (with one exception in the most recent of the series)  turn their magic to dark purposes.

They don’t just sit back. No one does.

Now, on to the specific. Eleanor Robinson. It was this bit that did it, when Eleanor first makes contact with the salamanders after the village midwife helped her see how she could fight the spells her stepmother placed on her, binding her to the house and hearth. More than just tricking them into letting her sit and stare at the fire instead of scrubbing the floor, that she could actually for a time escape her prison and walk the town, if her will was strong enough to slip the bonds.

“Why didn’t I ever see you before?” she wondered aloud.

She was shocked to her bones when the one in the middle raised its head, looked straight at her, and answered her.

Because She was there, and you had not fought her power. Just a touch of scorn came into the creature’s tone. Why should we show ourselves to one who would not fight for her own freedom?

It was a good question. “But I thought that I had—” she replied, slowly.

All three of them shook their heads negatively. Hating someone is not fighting them, the middle one pointed out. You pushed, but pushing is not fighting, and you gave up too soon. Yesterday, you fought. That was good. If you fight, we will help.

Her allies are there to aid her, but not unless she does something for herself first. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what Once’s Ella distinctly lacked. Where Eleanor Robinson is bound by a black magic spell using her own severed finger preventing her from leaving her home, preventing anyone from remembering her, making her a slave to the compulsions placed on her to cook and clean, when she realises that the magic isn’t all powerful, she took her chance, and worked to make her life better.

And dear gods, that is why I admire these works so much. Because every one of them shows initiative from the protagonists as well as the antagonists, from everyone involved. No one just sits back and wishes, they do something. Even if in one case, doing something means deciding that since the ballet has kicked her out, she’ll go to every dance hall in Paris, and when that fails, rather than starve, she will become the lowest of the low, and live. These men and women fight for themselves, and if a kiss of love returns a soul to a body, if a child’s pure innocent love melts a frozen heart, then that too is magic. And when wicked stepmothers or evil aunts are defeated, when the beast who wore a man’s face is destroyed by the man with the face of a beast aided by the maiden who saw beneath both, when the father’s foul plans for his daughter are put to rest along with his soul, that too is a happy ending. Not forever after, because the world will always have new troubles to face, but for now.

So, in short, thank gods for Ms. Lackey’s tales. It’s only a pity it’s rather spoiled me for any other version.

@msmeiriona

Wow….Thank you.

You deserve every word, ma’am. (Meeting you at DragonCon ‘13 is still one of the highlights of my life.)

Another author who Ruins Traditional Fairy Tales Forever is Ursula Vernon, under her for-adults pen name, @tkingfisher Like seriously. Read all of her books too. Most of them are still ebook only, but don’t take that as an indicator of lack of quality. This is the woman behind Digger and Summer in Orcus, who created Dragon Breath and the Hamster Princess. Her stuff for adults is just as awesome. :3

I adore Ursula as a person, I met her at the last GenCon we went to.

I’m also a NY Times #1 bestseller list Author for Youth E-books so be a bit hypocritical to say anything.

hymnandher:

i know tumblr likes violent man eating mermaids but i fuck p heavy with pretty playful pretty scaled mermaids in warm sorts of waters keeping the tide gentle when lil toddlers are learning to swim and kissing the breath into good sailors because they have someone waiting on a cliff by the sea for them to come home and cutting seals and turtles out of netting and plastic bags 

but maybe being from hawaii just made me think of the ocean of a safe cradley sort of place i know its scary i know it’ll kick your ass but sometimes its ten types of turquoise and and sometimes sea foam sticks to your eyelashes sometimes the sun hits your face even when you’re twenty feet under and i have a hard time forgetting its first and foremost a womb 

so mermaids who watch the triple crown and scare sharks away from the surfers 

harlequinhatter:

weare-monk:

aspiringwarriorlibrarian:

lesbwian:

Superheroes that are like “if we kill them we’re just as bad as they are uwu” ? Micro dick energy

The only exception is Aang, whose whole “I’m not gonna kill him if i can find another way” thing is less false moral equivalency and more “I’m twelve and I have been through way too much bullshit this year to add ‘commit my first murder’ to the list.”

I do respect superheroes who don’t kill, and I really think “we’re as bad as they are if we do it” is a terrible oversimplification of why someone would come to that moral conclusion.

Three reasons why a hero might not kill:

1. They are not granted by their society a “licence to kill.” Many (not all) people accept that a soldier or a judge might need to kill a wrongdoer in the course of their duties. Those people (should) act under strict rules and processes to determine when a death is just. A society, to be peaceful, usually functions under a guarantee that people won’t on their own judgement decide to off people. Vigilantes don’t usually have state-sanctioned authority, but they do rely on public goodwill to be counted as heroes and not menaces or even villains. A hero, especially an independent, self-proclaimed one, may lack the authority or judgement to serve as executioner. Most just societies require a trial before delivering a sentence.

2. They don’t need to. Paradoxically, or maybe not so much so, the stronger a hero is, the less they need to kill. One of the most common defenses for a murder is “self defense,” the idea that the person making the plea was in so much danger from the deceased that killing them was justifiable. But once you’re a swordsman swift enough to cut bullets or a muscleman strong enough to lift trucks, who’s that big a threat? As your control over your power and your ability to master an opponent both increase (and barring completely wild or uncontrolled abilities, these two are very linked) the easier it becomes to hold back, to subdue with the minimal amount of damage and to render even the worst villains neutralized without going nuclear.

3. The power to kill is bad for their mental health. Not everyone can perform even a “just” killing with a clean conscience. A hero might fear the trauma of killing, and seek to avoid the damage. Or a hero might introspect, and realize that, should they kill today, tomorrow the choice will be easier. Killing an opponent, rather than subduing them, is often the easy way out, and a hero who comes to rely on that solution might find themselves killing more and more, Even if killing isn’t addictive, a hero might still fear that mindset.

Now, a common version of this problem is Batman, who wouldn’t kill the Joker even if the Joker is at maximum edge, dealing out huge terrorist acts and body counts. The best reason for Batman not to kill him isn’t “I am as bad as the Joker if I kill,” but more, “I am a man who uses superheroism as a trauma coping mechanism, and if I start committing extrajudicial killings my mental state and my loose alliance with the police will both deteriorate.” 

THANK. YOU.