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justrustandstardust · 1 month

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i saw an incredible post on tiktok and i wanted to expand on it, because it's genuinely amazing. all the credit to @noesbf on tt for the idea that inspired these thoughts.

geto's character is threaded through with motifs of consumption. he takes things in, whether they be curses or daughters, and is spurred by intense empathy that ends up going in the "wrong" direction once he takes the entire jujutsu world under his wing.

when we're introduced to him in hidden inventory, our first glimpse is of him consuming a curse. he's also alone, in a dark alleyway, a symbolic image that parallels his journey throughout the story. he's a consumptive force, a facet of his being that ultimately leads to his undoing because he consumes the responsibility of "saving" the strong, who are burdened by the weak.

gojo, on the other hand, repels. he's an outward force, extending out a physical barrier that creates distance between his body and the world. where geto invites, gojo rejects. their abilities are constructed as diametrically opposed to one another's.

through the motif of gojo's abilities, this image captures their consume/repel dynamic in a singular shot. after riko's death, gojo leans into red, which repels. he focuses on growing stronger and in doing so, isolates himself from the world (and subsequently, geto). on the other hand, geto leans into blue, which aligns with the consumptive nature of his character. he harbours riko's death inside of himself and it festers, like a curse.

black holes are all-consuming vacuums. they subsume everything around them and create an inescapable vortex— once you're pulled in, you're never getting out. it will literally eat you and in doing so, makes you an everlasting part of it.

white holes, on the other hand, function in opposition to black ones along the same axis. where black holes pull, white holes push. nothing can enter them; they're doomed to a lonely eternity because of the force that holds the universe at a distance. nothing outside of it can affect what goes on within, yet it affects everything around it.

however, white holes can be subsumed by black holes. while nothing can enter them, if a white hole were to cross paths with a black hole, its consumptive force is so powerful that it would eat them too.

after geto and gojo experience a rapture in their relationship, gojo withdraws from the world, holding everyone at a literal and figurative distance. yet, even while he's alone, he's endlessly drawn towards geto. his eyes are bound but his soul isn't— it's tied to the piece of him inside of someone else, and gojo visibly feels the pull.

white/black holes also correspond to the colours associated with gojo and geto's characters (they align with their yin/yang dynamic, where yin (black) symbolizes darkness & the moon and yang (white) symbolizes light & the sun).

yin/yang are more than two halves; they form an indivisible whole. they become one another: light turns to dark, the moon replaces the sun in the sky, life transitions into death only to be born as life again.

if two celestial bodies exert oppositional forces upon each other, they function in equilibrium. geto's consumption was growing alongside gojo's repelling, reaching an event horizon when he took the lives of 112 villagers and forcing the two of them out of equilibrium. he continued to consume (curses, money, vulnerable people through his cult) until he died and took gojo's soul with him.

consumption can only exist if there's a repellant force pushing back. geto and gojo are not opposites, instead, they each contain the other— every yin has yang within it and vice versa.

they are borne of each other, they are unknowable without the other. they are more than matching; together, they are complete.

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alcestas-sloboda · 8 months

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Act of Declaration of Independence of Ukraine

In view of the mortal danger surrounding Ukraine in connection with the state coup in the USSR on August 19, 1991,

- Continuing the thousand-year tradition of state development in Ukraine,

- Proceeding from the right of a nation to self-determination in accordance with the Charter of the United Nations and other international legal documents, and

- Implementing the Declaration of State Sovereignty of Ukraine,

the Verkhovna Rada of the Ukrainian Soviet Socialist Republic solemnly declares

the Independence of Ukraine and the creation of an independent Ukrainian state – UKRAINE.

The territory of Ukraine is indivisible and inviolable.

From this day forward, only the Constitution and laws of Ukraine are valid on the territory of Ukraine.

This act becomes effective at the moment of its approval.

— Verkhovna Rada of Ukraine, August 24, 1991

#independence day #ukraine

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misguidedasgardian · 5 months

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I need to (13)

... Beat your ass

MASTERLIST

Summary: tie your hair up, put glitter on your face, wear whatever grey, blue or green you have in your closet, prepare your favourite hot beverage and grab a blanket… it’s the first game of the season!

Pairings: Cregan Stark x Fem!Reader

Warnings: cursing, implied smut, talks about contraception, fluff, a bit of angst, might miss some warnings

Wordcount: 2.5 k

Notes: Sorry for the delay my loves, I had a dilemma with the storyline ANYWAYS… I can’t wait to publish the summer special chapters! But they are in the middle of the semester! Haha I’m gonna rush things a bit… I want to say this is my comfort fic, and I want to repeat the fact that this is some sort of romcom, and as such will have silly problems that they will face… but nothing much angst after the first chapters with Aemond… more like “PG 13 teenage/college drama” sort of drama… perhaps some gossip girl level drama haha

“I don’t want to go to class”, you whispered, caressing Cregan’s chest as he hummed his approval of your statement, “I want to stay here all day with you”

“Me neither”, he chuckled, “but we have to go”

“I know”, you sighed deeply, gaining strength to leave this bed, the sun just appearing in the horizon through the window, “.... I was wondering…”, you said softly, perhaps you were getting ahead of yourself, but you needed to know

“What?”, he said, his finger tracing indivisible figures in your back

“Are we… becoming exclusive?”, you asked, the softest way you could think of

“I don’t want to be with anyone else”, he said softly, you smiled widely

“Great, me neither”

“Good”, your chest soared with happiness

“So with that out of the way…”, you said, looking at him, “what are we going to do in the future?”, you asked

“What do you mean?”

“As a contraceptive… if we are… you know… monogamous…”

“Whichever you feel comfortable with”, he said softly, “but after that I might have a problem with abstinence”, you laughed

“I can go back on the pill”, you suggested, even though the idea didn’t attracted you

“I thought they have a lot of side-effects”, he said gently

“Yes I know, but it’s worth it if we can… do it without further protection you know…”

“No, I won’t be silly, and I’ll wrap my willy”, he sang sing, with a teasing smile he booped your nose, you just laughed

“Cregan, I can take them”

“No”, he said grabbed your face softly with his hands, “not in my account, I’ll put a condom, two if I need to, and besides… love making is more than me just plunging my cock into you over and over, we will figure it out”, he whispered sweetly, and leaned in and kissed you softly, “you are not taking those for me, not if you don’t need them”, he said

“But I want us to be safe”, you said, “and I want to feel you”,

“You will feel me”, he said, kissing the top of your head as he held you in his arms. You almost purred, “you felt me last night didn’t you?”, he teased, you smiled and nodded, “but we will have to try another time because we HAVE to get up”, you growl, hiding on his chest

You had a walk of shame to walk, and Cregan had a shower to take, so with a longing kiss, and after he served you breakfast, you parted ways

“Are you going to watch me train?”, he asked sweetly

“Of course!”, you teased

“Can’t wait”, he purred as he accompanied you to the door

You didn’t saw Jace as you left their place, maybe he had spend the night elsewhere

The day flew through you

You didn’t even care when your lead designer asked you “what did you smoke?”, when you were pitching the design for a new terrace.

You didn’t care, everytime you moved… you could still feel him, Cregan, and you wanted to giggle like a little girl

You were dating Cregan

You had sex with him!

Oh you were so excited

Even though you were nervous too, gods, how were you supposed to take this???

Did you go slow? Could you text him? How did you act with him in public?

Gods

What stage were you at?

Dang it

While you were changing classes, your phone dinged

Thinking of you, can’t wait to see you later ❤️

It was Cregan! Heart emoji and all, and you melted

You had no reason to be nervous

Cregan was showing himself to be the kind of guy that didn’t ask himself the same questions you were having, he just did it! He was thinking of you and texted you, that’s it

So you giggled, and texted back

Aren’t you tired? because you’ve been running through my mind all day long ❤️🤭

The damage was done, you thought, as you put away your phone, it dinged inside your bag, and you giggled excitedly

“Ohhh someone got railed last night!”, laughed Rhaena as she sat by your side in the common room of the ADA

“How do you know!?”, you asked, laughing nervously

“Oh I can smell on you!”, she giggled, “figuratively speaking, bitch you glowing”

“Thanks”, you giggled

“So you and Cregan?”, she kept teasing

“Are you a witch?”, you asked back

“Nah, just a very observant person”, she said simply, shrugging

Your phone dinged again, and you decided to pick it up

HAHAHA A CLASSIC! My lady, I will have to start charging you rent… because you have been permanently living in my head

You giggled silly, answering with another cheesy pickup line

“Ah, young love”, Rhaena sighed dramatically

“Do you sometimes get this feeling like… “it’s too good to be true?””, you asked her sincerely

“Yes”, she said, “I would say that usually is… but with Cregan? Not that much, he is as good as it gets”, you smiled dreamly

“Good to know”, you muttered, “what are you going to do in the summer?”

“We are like two months away!”, she mocked, “but we are going to Pentos with my family”, she said

“You are not going to the lake?”, you asked, she shook her head

“We haven’t been there in years!”

“So sad”, you whispered

“Anyways, why are you asking?”

“I don’t know”, you laughed, “I just… now that I reconnected with Jace, I just wondered…”

“Those summers were fun!”, she said with a smile

“Totally”

You had lunch with Rhaena and then another class, and you were ready to freeze your ass on the bleachers for your boyfriend

You met with Sara just outside campus, and together you walked towards the football field, just on the other side of the campus and the city

It was still chilly, though the snow had resided only on the mountains

When you got there, they were already warming up on the field, so a kiss was out of the question, but both of them waved at you as they saw you approaching, and even from the bleachers you could hear their teammates mocking them.

“Sooo…. How was it?”, asked Sara teasingly

“I’m not going to discuss this with you I’m sorry”, you laughed, and she stick out her tongue in a mocking/disgusting manner

“You are right, I went too far, but what I would like to know is… are you continuing your… thing?”, she asked

“I think so”, you murmured with a silly smile, and she almost jumped from joy, “what about you and Jace?”

“I think so”, she repeated with a complacent smile

As you got distracted talking to Sara, you missed your boyfriend struggling in the field

As always, they practised amongst the team, divided in two.

You knew little about football, it was a sport practised mostly in the North, so you didn’t notice anything strange, until almost at the end, Cregan removed his helmet and you could see the pained expression on his face, he grabbed his side.

“Perhaps you should rest, cousin”, muttered Robb removing his own helmet

“Screw ou Robb!”, that surprised you, you had never seen him like that

“I’m benching you”

“Fuck off”, he removed himself tot he side of the field, taking a sip of water of his plastic bottle

You frowned when you saw him, he looked tired and sad, even from afar, you shared concerned looks with Sara

But as soon as he saw you, in the top of the bleachers, he smiled brightly, waving at you.

You felt warm spread all over your body, but yet there was something else…

“This is bullshit!”, demanded Cregan as he rubbed his face with his hands in tiredness

The boys wasted no time in filling you in on whatever happened in training, only after you went back to the apartment. Robb was pushing Cregan out of the team, even though he had made varsity fair and square, even though this was his second year playing the sport, his cousin was the captain, he had a couple of more years of experience.

Robb was trying to ruin Cregan, first in that party that night when you kissed, then at his own apartment, now at the playfield

You and Sara shared looks, and couldn’t help but laugh.

Jace and Cregan looked at you surprised

“What?”

“That basic bitch is pulling a mean girl on you both, that is what’s going on!”, you laughed.

The basic bitch in question was Robb

“A mean girl? What does that mean?”, asked Cregan

“Oh you poor naive summer child”, mocked Sara, “Let me guess, you are better than Jace, but still, he got in, and you got benched”

“True”, admitted jace

“He made you say something in front of everyone, in turn diminishing your teammates and your best friend?”, you asked him, they shared looks

“Yes sort off”, he mumbled, not his finest moment

“Jace did something not quite spectacular but got blown out of proportion, leading to them inviting him somewhere to eat or to a party where Cregan wasn’t invited”, guessed Sara, Jace was embarrassed, his cheeks pink with shame

“Yes actually, they added me to a group chat”

“And they asked you not to tell Cregan”, you said then

“Yeah, sorry mate”, he whispered

“I forgive you bro”

“That’s sweet”. Mocked Sara

“Alright, so, what’s next?”, asked Cregan, you both shared looks

“Your sport, check, your best friend, almost check… only three things follow”, you said

“What?”, he asked, scared

“You education, your family”, you said pointing at Sara, “and… me”

“Alright so he is trying to cut me off, but why?”, he asked, scared

“He is jealous”, you suggested

“Of what?”, he asked, “he has his parents, he is… objectively handsome, he does great in school… what could he possibly be jealous of?”

“You clearly have something he wants, or he is jealous about”, said Jace

“He is popular, he is drowning in women, he is successful…”, he tried

Your phone dinged, and even though you didn’t have his number, you could see it in his ID, no nobody’s surprise, it was Robb

You showed Sara and she snorted

“Just in time”, you said, bored, you opened what he had sent, a picture of Cregan, taken from behind, hugging some girl, “apparently, darling, you are cheating on me”, you said, showing Cregan the picture, he paled

“I didn’t!”, he said, hurried, “I swear, this looks like Arra, but…”

“I know”, you said surely, “he wants to split us up, like we said, friends, family, girlfriend”

“BUT WHY?”, asked Cregan

“He can’t deal you do as well as he does”, you tried, but he shook his head. “Arra! Did he like her?”

“No possible way”, muttered Cregan, “he and his friends used to bully her because when we started dating she… looked very differently”, he said softly, looking away

“So what do we do?”, asked Jace, “how do we stop this?”, you and Sara shared concerned looks

“I don’t know”, you whispered sadly

“You know what? Jace you stay in football, I’ll change…”

“What? Why?”, he asked

“I’m messing in his territory, I better leave him alone, besides… the captain of the rugby team owes me, so I will call him”, he muttered

Jace frowned but nodded

It was what it’s best for everyone involved, Cregan raised from the table, scratching the back of his head and went to the bathroom

You sniffed

“What’s the matter?”, asked Sara, concerned

“Nothing is just… I knew nothing about football so I payed for a subscription for a youtube channel for this creeper teaching the basics and now I won’t need it”, you explained, Sara barked out a laugh, “and besides I had pre-ordered Cregan’s football shirt and number for me”

Sara laughed even more.

It was night and a friday, so you found yourself cuddled up with Cregan on his bed, still dressed, just cuddling watching tv over his bed

“Are you alright?”, you asked him, he caressed your back as he hugged you tightly by his side

“Yes”, he said shortly, “I still don’t understand why he is acting this way, we used to be so close when we were young, but, I don’t mind the football thing”

“You will grow out of it”, you assured him, caressing his chest

“I’m sure”, he whispered… “Even if I’m out, I talked to the coach, I will play tomorrow, even if they bench me for half of it, I would love to see you there”, he whispered

“Of course I will”

The energy all around a football game was electric, made you feel ecstatic… the music blasting presenting the teams like they were gladiators, people cheering, colours, glitter on your face.

You had on a Winterfell Jersey with Cregan’s name on it, colourful bows in your hair and glitter on your face, and Sara was there next to you screaming like a woman possessed, wearing Jace’s number.

It was contagious

Like you said, you didn’t care for the sport until Cregan, now you felt so energetic, screaming the team’s name

They were playing against White Harbor, mortal enemies according to everyone, and you were met on the bleachers by Baela and Rhaena, and the rest of your group of friends

When the winterfell team entered the field everyone lost it, they were playing at home, so it felt extra-special

Where were not going to lie… once the game started you had trouble identifying who Cregan was… but still you managed to sync in with the rest of the crown and scream, chant or boo accordingly, to your own amusement

There was again… another sentiment of freedom and relief, that you could goofy around and nobody would care, nobody will chide you

It was refreshing

What has gone over you? You wondered

A few months ago you were a mess, and now, here you were, having the time of your life…

You were so lost in your thoughts, that you missed the playout…

Robb and the team completely neglected defending Cregan, which cause the other team to find an opening, letting them tackle him without mercy, it was a nasty movement that threw your boyfriend a few feet away tumbling into the grass

Everyone gasped but he was soon on his feet, grabbing his side

Cregan was benched then, and even the crowd booed the decision

Cregan took out his helmet and looked for you in the crowd, once he found you he raised it in the air

He looked so hot, sweaty and bothered, you wanted to give him a hot shower and rub his muscles with a sponge and…

Get it together.

You smiled widely at him, greeting him, oh you couldn’t wait to pamper him after this… and again… really?

It had been a nasty movement, Cregan was hurt and Robb had let it happen, and in Cregan’s mind, violent thoughts began to take shape, the need to tackle his cousin on his own was mainly present, but he couldn’t do that… not like this

A family feud was looming

Summer was coming

A love was settling

Cregan’s emotions were heightened as yours when he saw you wearing his jersey, chanting his name and cheering for him. He couldn't believe it either, then in such a short time, there you were, perhaps it was too soon to say, but he couldn't wait either, to spend as much time as he could with you.

Summer was coming

Notes: i WANTED TO GET THIS CHAPTER OUT THERE, LIKE I said... SUMMER IS COMING! HEHE CAN'T WAIT! Sorry for the long wait! <3 love you all

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vesora · 4 months

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original post by bumlehri on instagram

Q: I am convinced that I am, but I am not convinced of what I am. Intellectually I know I am the Self but I don’t experience this. I have to make a lot of effort.

Annamalai Swami: To experience the Self you have to dive deep into the consciousness ‘I am’.

Q: You mean I should keep the mind there?

Annamalai Swami: Yes. When you see the rope as a rope there is no snake. You also know that there was never a snake. When you cease to imagine that you are a mere body and a mind, reality shines of its own accord. If you stabilize in this state you can see that the mind didn’t go anywhere; you understand that it never really existed. ‘Keeping the mind in its source’ is just another way of saying: ‘Understanding that it never existed.’

Q: But how is one to awaken from perpetual body-consciousness? For consciousness to manifest one must have a body.

Annamalai Swami: If there is constant meditation that consciousness is your own reality in which all phenomena are appearing and disappearing, that meditation is the activity of the sattvic (pure, clean) mind. It is this activity which erases and dissolves the tamas (e.g. inertia or dullness, inactivity) and rajas (selfish desires e.g. sexual lust) which cover the reality.

The human body is the only vehicle in which it is very convenient to realize the unmanifest Self. With the body and the mind we can investigate and discover the Reality that remains unaffected by the body and the mind.

We should regard the body in the same way we regard a car. …

Q: No matter how quiet I get or how still my mind is, I never get to see the world as an indivisible whole. Even when my mind is completely still, if I open my eyes I still see a world of separate objects.

Annamalai Swami: When the one who sees vanishes, the world of multiplicity goes with it. You don’t see the unity and indivisibility, you are it. You can never see the Self or Brahman, you can only be it.

The Guru may tell his disciples a thousand times, ‘You are the Self, you are not what you imagine yourself to be’, but none of them ever believes him. They all keep asking the Guru for methods and routes to reach the place where they already are.

Q: Why don’t we give up our false ideas as soon as we are told that they are false?

Annamalai Swami: We have identified with our false ideas for many previous lifetimes. The habit is very strong. But not so strong that it cannot be dissolved through constant meditation.

Q: The seeker has many ideas: ‘I am a jiva (personality), I am bound and have to do sadhana ("methodical discipline to attain desired knowledge or goal) to attain liberation’. Should we forget all these ideas?

Annamalai Swami: Yes, forget them all! ‘I am the Self, I am all’. Hold onto this awareness. All other paths are roundabouts.

Q: Bhagavan said that repeating, ‘I am the Self’ or ‘I am not this body’ is an aid to enquiry but does not constitute the enquiry itself.

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Annamalai Swami: The meditation, ‘I am not the body or the mind, I am the immanent Self’ is a great aid for as long as one is not able to do self-enquiry properly or constantly. Bhagavan said, ‘Keeping the mind in the Heart is self-enquiry’. If you cannot do this by asking ‘Who am I?’ or by taking the I-thought back to its source, then meditation on the awareness ‘I am the all-pervasive Self’ is a great aid.

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Bhagavan often said that we should read and study the Ribhu Gita regularly.

In the Ribhu Gita it is said: ‘That bhavana (mental attitude) ‘I am not the body, I am not the mind, I am Brahman, I am everything,’ is to be repeated again and again until this becomes the natural state.’ Bhagavan sat with us every day while we chanted extracts from the Ribhu Gita which affirm the reality of the Self. It is true that he said that these repetitions are only an aid to self-enquiry, but they are a very powerful aid.

By practicing this way the mind becomes more and more attuned with the reality. When the mind has become purified by this practice, it is easier to take it back to its source and keep it there. When one is able to abide in the Self directly, one doesn’t need aids like this. But if this is not possible these practices can definitely help one.

- Living by the Words of Bhagawan.

#nd #nonduality #advaita vedanta #nondualism #self realization #moksha #Annamalai Swami #self enquiry

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talonabraxas · 3 days

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"Om Mani Padme Hum"

The recitation of Om mani padme hum may seem to be quite simple. Although the benefits of chanting this compassion Buddhist mantra are limitless, the key here is to think of the benefits of this mantra while chanting, which is quite vast.

According to the insights gained on Om mani padme hum mantra from two of the great Buddhist monks, Dalai Lama and Lama Zopa Rinpoche, in order to chant this mantra, you should understand the meaning of the six syllables of this mantra. Here's what each of the 6 syllables mean:

Om – generosity Ma – ethics Ni – patience Pad – diligence Me – renunciation Hum – wisdom "OM" - The Symbol of Transformation:

The first syllable, "OM," is made up of three letters, "A", "U" and "M". It embodies the impure aspects of the practitioner's body, speech, and mind. It represents the transformation from a state of ordinary existence to the exalted or pure state of a Buddha.

The reason behind the same is that Buddhism does not believe that anyone is free from faults and bad qualities right from the time they're born. When you chant "OM," you acknowledge the potential for spiritual evolution.

"Mani" - The Jewel of Compassion:

The syllable "Mani" symbolizes a precious jewel, representing the intention to become enlightened and compassionate towards all beings. It embodies the aspiration to become compassionate, loved and enlightened so that you gain an altruistic mind for removing poverty and gaining solitary peace.

"Padme" - The Blossoming Lotus of Wisdom:

"Padme," in Om Mani Padme Hum means lotus and it represents wisdom and knowledge. The lotus, even though surrounded by mud, blooms gracefully, untouched by impurities, representing the practitioner's journey towards wisdom amid the complexities of life. Amongst all the wisdom, the most important one is the wisdom of emptiness.

"Hum" - Indivisibility of Method and Wisdom:

The final syllable "Hum" symbolizes the inseparable unity of method and wisdom. Method refers to the compassionate actions taken to alleviate suffering, while wisdom represents the insight into the true nature of reality. Together, they lead to the path of enlightenment.

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southernmermaidsgrotto · 1 year

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“In many cases, the histories and shared experiences of African and Native Americans are so intertwined, they are indivisible. At the same time, however, the shared history and the people that make up it’s chapters have become invisible.”

“Throughout American history, people of combined African and Native American descent have often struggled for acceptance, not only from dominant cultures but also from their own communities. In this collection of twenty-seven groundbreaking essays, authors from across the Americas explore the complex personal histories and contemporary lives of people wth a dual heritage that has rarely received attention as part of the multicultural landscape. Illustrated with seventy-five paintings, photographs, and drawings, the book brings to light an epic but little-known part of American history that speaks to present-day struggles for racial identity and understanding.”

This book of essays, as compiled by Gabrielle Tayac, contains stories from all over the so-called “american” continents and explains the conjoined lives of black people, indigenous people, and the resulting black natives / afroindigenous peoples. I won’t spoil much of the book, because it’s a great read and you should read it cover to cover, but I can tell you it’s pretty diverse, and tells history from a black native decolonizing perspective, it even includes a short chapter about south american afroindigenous peoples, specifically afro-aymara from Bolivia, which was nice to see! I highly recommend it.

#book #book rec #black native #black natives #afroindigenous #afroindigenous people #book recommendations

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brokehorrorfan · 9 months

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The Universal Classic Monsters Collection will be released on 4K Ultra HD (with Digital) in digibook packaging on October 3 via Universal. Designed by Tristan Eaton, the eight-disc set is limited to 5,500.

It includes 1931's Dracula, 1931’s Frankenstein, 1932’s The Mummy, 1933’s The Invisible Man, 1935’s The Bride of Frankenstein, 1941’s The Wolf Man, 1943’s Phantom of the Opera, and 1954’s Creature from the Black Lagoon.

All eight films are presented in 4K with HDR10. The Spanish version of Dracula is also included. Special features are listed below, where you can also see more of the packaging.

Dracula is directed by Tod Browning (Freaks) and written by Garrett Fort (Frankenstein), based on Bram Stoker’s 1897 novel. Bela Lugosi, David Manners, Helen Chandler, Dwight Frye, and Edward Van Sloan star.

Dracula special features:

Alternate score version by Philip Glass

Dracula (1931) Spanish version directed by George Melford

The Road to Dracula

Lugosi: The Dark Prince

Dracula: The Restoration

Dracula Archives

Monster Tracks

Trailer gallery

Transylvanian vampire Count Dracula bends a naive real estate agent to his will, then takes up residence at a London estate where he sleeps in his coffin by day and searches for potential victims by night.

Frankenstein is directed by James Whale (The Indivisible Man) and written by Garrett Fort (Dracula) and Francis Edward Faragoh (Little Caesar), based on Mary Shelley’s 1818 novel. Colin Clive, Mae Clarke, John Boles, and Boris Karloff star.

Frankenstein special features:

Audio commentary by film historian Rudy Behlmer

Audio commentary by historian Sir Christopher Frayling

The Frankenstein Files: How Hollywood Made A Monster

Karloff: The Gentle Monster

Universal Horror

Frankenstein Archives

Boo!: A Short Film

100 Years of Universal: Restoring the Classics

Monster Tracks

Trailer gallery

Dr. Frankenstein dares to tamper with life and death by creating a human monster out of lifeless body parts.

The Mummy is directed by Karl Freund (Dracula) and written by John L. Balderston (Dracula). Boris Karloff, Zita Johann, David Manners, Edward Van Sloan, and Arthur Byron star.

The Mummy special features:

Audio commentary by film historian Paul M. Jensen

Audio commentary by Rick Baker, Scott Essman, Steve Haberman, Bob Burns, and Brent Armstrong

Mummy Dearest: A Horror Tradition Unearthed

He Who Made Monsters: The Life and Art of Jack Pierce

Unraveling the Legacy of The Mummy

The Mummy Archives

100 Years of Universal: The Carl Laemmle Era

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An Egyptian mummy searches Cairo for the girl he believes is his long-lost princess.

The Invisible Man is directed by James Whale (Frankenstein) and written by R.C. Sherriff (Goodbye, Mr. Chips), based on H.G. Wells’ 1897 novel. Gloria Stuart, Claude Rains, William Harrigan, Dudley Digges, and Una O'Connor star.

The Invisible Man special features:

Audio commentary by film historian Rudy Behlmer

Now You See Him: The Invisible Man Revealed

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100 Years of Universal: Unforgettable Characters

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A scientist finds a way of becoming invisible, but in doing so, he becomes murderously insane.

The Bride of Frankenstein is directed by James Whale (Frankenstein) and written by William Hurlbut. Boris Karloff, Colin Clive, Valerie Hobson, and Elsa Lanchester star.

The Bride of Frankenstein special features:

Audio commentary by film historian Scott MacQueen

She’s Alive! Creating The Bride of Frankenstein

The Bride Of Frankenstein Archive

100 Years of Universal: Restoring the Classics

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Dr. Frankenstein, goaded by an even madder scientist, builds his monster a mate.

The Wolf Man is directed by George Waggner (Operation Pacific) and written by Curt Siodmak (I Walked with a Zombie). Claude Rains, Warren William, Ralph Bellamy, Patric Knowles, Bela Lugosi, and Lon Chaney Jr. star.

The Wolf Man special features:

Audio commentary by film historian Tom Weaver

Monster by Moonlight

The Wolf Man: From Ancient Curse to Modern Myth

Pure in Heart: The Life and Legacy of Lon Chaney Jr.

He Who Made Monsters: The Life and Art of Jack Pierce

The Wolf Man Archives

100 Years of Universal: The Lot

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Larry Talbot returns to his father's castle in Wales and meets a beautiful woman. One fateful night, Talbot escorts her to a local carnival where they meet a mysterious gypsy fortune teller.

Phantom of the Opera is directed by Arthur Lubin and written by Eric Taylor (The Ghost of Frankenstein) and Samuel Hoffenstein (Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde). Claude Rains, Nelson Eddy, Susanna Foster, and Edgar Barrier star.

Phantom of the Opera special features:

Audio commentary by film historian Scott MacQueen

The Opera Ghost: A Phantom Unmasked

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100 Years of Universal: The Lot

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An acid-scarred composer rises from the Paris sewers to boost his favorite opera understudy’s career.

Creature from the Black Lagoon is directed by Jack Arnold (The Incredible Shrinking Man) and written by Harry Essex and Arthur A. Ross. Richard Carlson, Julia Adams, Richard Denning, Antonio Moreno, Nestor Paiva, and Whit Bissell star.

Creature from the Black Lagoon special features:

Audio commentary by film historian Tom Weaver

Back to the Black Lagoon

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100 Years of Universal: The Lot

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A group of scientists try to capture a prehistoric creature luring in the depths of the Amazonian jungle and bring it back to civilization for study.

Pre-order Universal Classic Monsters Collection.

#universal monsters #dracula #frankenstein #the mummy #creature from the black lagoon #the wolf man #bride of frankenstein #phantom of the opera #the invisible man #horror #classic horror #dvd #gift #the bride of frankenstein #tristan eaton #wolf man

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dukeofriven · 10 months

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Rereading Pern as an adult is a complex experience because Anne McCaffrey filled her books with strong female characters but boy howdy does Anne McCaffrey seem to hate women. Anne McCaffrey builds a world in which the weyrs, the home of dragons and their human riders, are promiscuous and sexually uninhibited places, and then proceeded to shame any and every woman in them who is the slightest bit promiscuous as the sluttiest slut slut who ever slutted, how dare she, what a vain and stupid whore. Every female protagonist is rigidly monogamous, bitterly jealous, resentful, and suspicious of any woman who isn't sufficiently meek towards her, and full of loathing and contempt for expansive female sexual desire. Not the men: the men get around and do so with, at most, a boys-will-be-boys eye-roll and chuckle over their multiple-partner virility, but not the women. If you are a woman and you enter the sexually promiscuous weyr culture and enjoy it, you're evil, which in McCaffrey's lens means that your are both vain and stupid, the one indivisible from the other. I'm going to out on a limb here for a moment. I've seen a lot of this in genre fiction: a particular type of woman whose beauty and vanity are so all-encompassing that it's the totality of their self. I've met plenty of vain, attractive people in my life but never once garnered the impression that, when left alone, they—like Narcissus—did nothing but stare at themselves in the mirror and think about how beautiful they are and what that does for them. And here's the out-on-a-limb part because I wasn't Anne McCaffrey and can't speak for her but—does this come out of insecurity? Did women of a certain era—the ones who wrote protagonists who were 'strangely' pretty despite not being written as resembling classic bombshells—was this their revenge fantasy? Because it always reads as personal, like they're all thinking of Debbie Fitzluder in grade 11 who was the 'prettiest' girl in school and this was what they imagined the object of their hatred did all day instead of being the tangled mess of adolescent anxieties and fears she likely was. Sure she's hot but that's all she is, she isn't clever and resourceful and cooler to hang with like me. It always feels painfully insecure, and yet I've seen male authors run with the same theme until genre fiction becomes this long exercise in insisting that women primarily do nothing but busy themselves hating and resenting other women.

#Anne McCaffrey #pern #dragons #feminism #women #fantasy #genre fiction

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themotherofrevelation · 3 months

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How to find your inner goddess?

As womban, you are indivisible from your inner Shakti. She is the scourging, scorching carnality of Rati Devī; She is electric movement. In Her, spirit becomes spiritual matter. Adhere to the intricate rhythms of your menstrual cycle. Detoxify your system; treat the animal of your soul like a sacrarium. Treat your yoni like the generative heart of the Universe. Your womb is the immovable center of your world. Mistress the self, and your fecund prana shall heal the soil of man/soul of Earth. Yoni is the portal of life, death, and resurrection. Goddess is illusion-cutting wholeness/integrity.

#ask #anonymous #divine feminine #sacred feminine

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A question for Uneiverse (to give you an excuse to talk about it, only if you wanna. Since I also just really hearing about it). What's a detail about it that you really enjoy but haven't gotten a chance to use anywhere story related or otherwise just don't get to play with much (silly or serious)

This ask has been sitting in my inbox for over 5 months.

It's time.

And so, we begin with a question of my own.

What IS time?

We're off the map now. Come with me. Take my hand as we walk through the valley of the shadow of time. We're going to uncharted waters, and I'm going to put the fear of god into you. I'm going to make you ask yourself (and me) Amy, how the fuck does you brain WORK like that?

Let me tell you about time and fate, and about what it means to "predict" the future.

And you will begin to understand the scale of what lives within me, eternally gnawing at the inside of my skull, begging for release.

If I asked you to conceptualize time, what would you say? Is it the neat and rigid tick-tick-ticking of regular intervals on the clock? Is is the fluid, indivisible space between?

Is is all just an illusion conceived by the animal brain to account for the changing shape of the universe as one dimension passes through another, which our three-dimensional eyes are too flat to see all at once, and our souls have concocted for us a comforting lie, that we may pretend to know the universe in its whole, by knowing it piece by infinitesimal, grinding piece, seeing the pan-dimensional amalgam of existence as an endless, continuous sequence of cross-sections in a number of dimensions our meat-circuitry can pretend to process?

Time is shadows.

Imagine, if you will, a sphere.

You hold it up against the light. Suspend it in the air, perhaps, for simplicity's sake. And the sphere casts a shadow.

Is the shadow still a sphere?

Far more importantly, is it even a circle?

At even the tiniest fraction of an angle, the sphere casts a shadow that no longer perfectly represents a cross section of the sphere. It has ceased to perfectly capture the nature of the object that cast the shadow, even accounting for the wrong number of dimensions. It's skewed. You can never unskew it. The distortion is irreversible.

And the floor isn't flat.

The sphere casts a shadow at an angle at a surface that ranges in distance and direction from the object casting the shadow. Is the shadow still an oval? Has it become a shape you can't name?

But the shadow isn't cast upon a floor, even an uneven one.

What shape is the shadow of a sphere cast at an angle upon a field of grass blowing in the wind? By now there's no pretending you know the answer. And even if you could snapshot a single instant of a single shape, the very next instant that shape would change in the breeze as the grass shifts.

The world is not a field of grass upon the ground. The world is endless variation of leaves upon trees, forests upon mountains, birds in the sky, hunting for the bugs that crawl on the branches of the trees. Massive floating pools of water churning in the low atmosphere as humans decide whether that one looks like a mouse or a sheep. So many humans walking, their clothes flowing behind them as they talk, eat, buy goods, shed tiny particles of skin and hair into the wind, their breath adding chaos to that same wind and a hundred miles away a leaf turns slightly more to the left than if that human had said nothing.

What is the shadow of a sphere cast upon that world? Twisted by its unfathomable complexity of shapes and movement?

And now, to make things worse, imagine if that shadow were a tangible thing that you could pick up. That could cast its own shadow not on the floor but up against the wall.

And all of that is if the shadow is cast by a perfect sphere.

Imagine you are a being that can see the shape of time. Could you look at the echo of a shadow of a shadow of a reflection in a fun house mirror, and recreate what it once was?

Could you look at a crooked set of lines upon the wall and know the meaning of cause and consequence? Could you predict what consequences of which actions would lead to favorable outcomes when realization dawns on you that

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖕𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖍, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖎𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖔. 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞. 𝖍𝖚𝖓𝖌𝖗𝖞.

Time is an ocean of possibility. Each possibility has consequences. Each consequence a sea of new possibilities. How can you hope to understand the shadow of a shadow of a shadow, and not only know what's coming, but how to stop it?

Nothing is fated. But I said something important that bears repeating. Time is an OCEAN. We'll come back to that.

Time MOVES, at least the way we perceive it. I don't like the phrase "everything happens for a reason." I prefer something of my own creation: for every effect, a cause. To achieve a desired effect - a desired outcome - you must change the circumstances of cause that lead to that effect. But there are limits to your influence.

The time to change the course of a river is when the river is still small. The longer that river runs its course, the deeper it shapes and erodes the ground around it. The larger and faster a river the harder it is to redirect it. It will go where it's going, and there's nothing you can do about it. There is an element of momentum that must be accounted for. An element of inevitability.

The path of one person's life, one set of choices available to them in one specific context, may feel perhaps like the current of a river, when you look back on it. But if different changes were made during its formation, it could have taken a completely different path. Ended in a completely different place. And influenced the formation of completely different paths in the future as a result.

But I'll say it again, and you'll know its significance now: time is an OCEAN. It is not a river, but an IMMENSE network of currents with no clearly defined borders, flowing with or against or around each other in an unimaginably complex churning of possibility and consequence and cause and effect. A shift in one current may brush up against another. The second current may shift with it, or crash violently into it, or ignore it entirely.

For every effect, a cause. But for every CAUSE, many POSSIBLE effects.

So time becomes a series of choices beyond number. Each choice leading to fathomless changes in the flow. As the earth turns, some currents flow inevitably in certain directions. If not here, then somewhere else. SOME CHANGES ARE INESCAPABLE.

The universe must be dynamic. If nothing changed, the universe would not need to exist at all. Change is the point. Variance is the point. Choice is the point. The universe exists to know itself, and it knows itself through change.

There is an endless sea of currents flowing in various ways with, beside, against, around each other. Some directions of flow are strongly influenced by the shape of the seafloor and the rotation of the earth. There are changes in the world that are virtually guaranteed to exist, whether because the nature of the universe has made them inevitable, or because changes long past have created the currents that are now too old and too deep to change.

Picture a river again. What happens when you throw a stick into it? The stick is swept up in the current and carried along the river.

Throw in more sticks. Same thing, right? You can make small changes without affecting the overall outcome. Within one large shadow of a sphere, the details of a hundred blades of grass whose shadows are lost within the larger shape.

Anchor a large stick to the riverbed so it can't get swept away. Now, it's just one stick. The water will flow around it. There are small ripples. Tiny changes in the river, micro-currents that will affect a localized area. But on the whole? The river still flows. You changed something. But you didn't change the course of the river.

Add stick after stick after stick until the river is obstructed completely, and the current is forced to change shape.

Which stick built the dam?

Which straw should the camel's back blame?

Back to the ocean. Can you dam the sea? Can you build that dam one stick at a time, by throwing sticks into separate currents, hoping the currents bring them where they need to be in time?

There are patterns borne out from the endless flow of possibility as the ocean of time churns. With all those ancient currents running together, what difference does the wake of a boat make on the shape of the waves? How many breaches from how many whales would it take to turn a current south instead of north?

What if you could make a bigger change? What if an avalanche altered the shape of the seafloor, so the rotation of the earth forces new waters to resist the old currents? So the inevitability of the dynamic universe drags forth a new set of possibilities?

There are a LOT of currents. They've been turning for a long, long time, ebbing and flowing with a billion tides and ten thousand quintillion waves. Choices can make new currents. BIG choices, with a lot of consequences, may even change existing ones.

But the ocean still has a geography to it. There are places where water is forced through the gaps between landmasses, or forced into the shallows, or freed to dive into the black beyond a continental shelf. There are places where, no matter how many changes you make, many currents are still guaranteed to meet.

There are fixed points in time.

What if one of those points is a whirlpool, threatening to swallow everything drawn into the place those currents meet?

What about a whirlpool on the scale of worlds and gods?

How do you keep from drowning?

How do you give yourself the best chance, not of AVOIDING the whirlpool of inevitability, but of entering it at the farthest possible edge, where the right momentum, the right decisions made in the moment you are caught in its gravity, may carry you through to the other side, so you still remain when time marches on?

Is it better to see things coming at all? Or is the ability to see time, to speak a language of the universe that no one else can speak, one of the greatest cosmic horrors you can imagine?

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Imagine the burden of time on those who can see it.

Imagine the WEIGHT of being able to see those currents. Of knowing which threads of fate to pull. Of knowing which ripples to make, which waves to break, which currents to shift. Of knowing.

Imagine the complexity of figuring out WHICH changes to make. And the great leviathan of guilt left on your shoulders when the decisions you made - even in pursuit of the best possible outcome - bring harm to the ones you love most, the ones you're most desperate to protect.

Even if you're right.

Even if you played 17-dimensional chess with the wizard-addled corpse of god and knew, with certainty, that if a single problem you had a hand in creating had been resolved more neatly by even minutes, the sticks would not have fallen into place within the dam, and the entirety of creation could have been swallowed piece by piece by the horror you were trying to stop.

Imagine the horror. Imagine the responsibility. Imagine the unending, agonizing pain of the burden of Knowing.

Because what time is, most of all, is a nightmare.

And there's no waking up.

#Uneiverse #worldbuilding #a sufficiently clever person who has meticulously read all of my Uneiverse posts #MIGHT be able to make some pretty reasonable guesses about the plot of the first book by now #is it likely? nah #is it possible to get a CLEAR idea of how any part of this will go? oh not a chance in hell #no matter what shape of shadow you can see .... remember there are blades of grass #is this the most horrifying answer I've ever given?#please scream your incoherent cosmically garbled thoughts into my inbox so I can enjoy your mental breakdowns #I feed on the knowledge that I have changed you on a neurological level #and yes this is the shit I have to live with inside my brain at all times #I mean is that fucked up or what #I haven't even scratched the surface of what god is

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ur thoughts on Tom’s attraction to men?

Ohhh boy. Well. Before we can even get to things like internalized homophobia and the idealization of the “traditional” family unit and the Tom’s lifelong ambition in a highly conservative environment necessitating a certain self-image that excludes homosexuality, we have to talk about how Tom understands masculinity and, by extension, platonic interactions and relationships between men.

(I'm answering both of these anons together because they do go hand-in-hand - you can't talk about Tom's attraction to men without talking about his feelings towards Greg).

Tom’s understanding of masculinity is very much shaped by the Waystar approach to masculinity (which is representative of a wider cultural opinion, for sure, but then we start to get into certain nuances that are beside the point, so I’m just going to refer to it as the Waystar approach for now), and that understanding focuses largely on the concept of dominance. You can't really have two equal men in any kind of relationship (friendly, platonic, antagonistic - anything); one has some kind of dominance over the other, and both (if they're masculine men) are constantly seeking to gain an edge over the other.

And this extends to how they understand love and sex as well. Women are excluded from this dominance framework, with the exception of a few women who, by virtue of their competence and their ruthlessness, are really just considered to be men (eg Gerri and Cyd - and notice how both of them have names that sound masculine?). But sex still plays into it; having a lot of casual sex and seeking their own pleasure is one way men can display dominance, and they can humiliate other men by using sexually violent language towards them. Intimacy and vulnerability are exclusive to the realm of heterosexual romantic relationships, and even that has limits - take Logan himself, who allows Marcia to witness his physical vulnerability while hiding it from everyone else, but displays very little emotional intimacy with her.

One of the immediate consequences of this attitude is that genuine friendship between men cannot exist. Every 'friendship' in the show is marked by these interpersonal dynamics, which make the kind of trust and intimacy true friendships are built on impossible. And if friendship cannot exist, then romantic or sexual attraction absolutely cannot exist, except possibly as another expression of dominance (and even that would be questionable, because by expressing attraction to another person you are giving them a degree of power over you).

So do I think Tom is attracted to men? Probably. In terms of 'what do the showrunners intend', there are a few different directions they could take canon that are plausible to me - and if they chose not to acknowledge any attraction to men on Tom's part, I wouldn't necessarily consider that to be misguided or poor writing. That's mainly because I don't think Tom understands himself as being attracted to men. And how could he? He's not allowed to be, and I'm not just talking about homophobia but that entire framework of how men are supposed to relate to each other. He's 40 years old and probably worked at Waystar for 15-20 years, which means he's internalized this enough that he's viewing all of his interactions with men through this lens without consciously realizing that's what he's doing.

This is complicated even more by the fact that for Tom, physical attraction and sex are largely indivisible from emotional attraction. Tom is not someone who enjoys casual sex; I would argue that not only does he need an emotional connection, but that the emotional connection is the origin of his attraction to someone. But in a world where emotional intimacy is taboo, that attraction becomes deeply fraught. And again, Tom himself has internalized this framework; he's bought into the idea that men should want casual sex, that attraction for men should be mostly physical, and that emotional vulnerability belongs only in the sphere of heterosexual marriage. He gets a blowjob from Tabitha and goes "Threesomes, that's the dream" because that's how he thinks he should feel, and the fact that he doesn't actually feel that way means there's something wrong with him. Already the way he experiences attraction is profoundly wrong and unmasculine even before we start bringing men into it.

I know it's fun to look at the "Would you kiss me? If I asked you to? If I told you to?" scene as a declaration of repressed attraction, but... Tom has just met Greg, some kid off the street who technically is a blood Roy but whose place in the overall Roy hierarchy has yet to be established. Tom is currently at the bottom of the totem pole, and he knows that being able to place Greg under him in that hierarchy will increase his standing. "Would you kiss me?" is not an expression of attraction, it's an attempt to utilize the same sexually dominating language we see Kendall using with Lawrence Yee and Logan using with Kendall in this same episode. But it comes out horribly wrong; instead of dominating and violent, it sounds homoerotic. It unsettles Greg, for sure, but not for the reasons Tom wanted it to.

And I think that's the foundation of their relationship. Greg is the first person in the show that Tom is truly able to dominate in some way, and Tom is also a person who is absolutely starved for emotional intimacy. So it makes sense that once Tom is confident that Greg is under his thumb - which happens pretty quickly since no one else gives a shit about him - of course, Greg is going to become the outlet for Tom's complex emotions around and desires for intimacy. Of course, Tom's expressions of dominance towards Greg are going to become increasingly homoerotic. Of course, Tom's feelings towards Greg are going to start to move more and more into the realm of attraction the longer he knows Greg and the more he develops the emotional intimacy with him that he isn't allowed to develop with anyone else. And of course, when Tom finally does start to express that attraction it has to be violent. He can't just marry him but he has to castrate him too because there might be an attraction but they're also both men, and the dominance framework is inescapable.

And, of course, I don't think Tom understands his attraction to Greg as attraction proper. I think because he's not attracted to Greg in the same way he's attracted to women, he would classify his attraction to women as Attraction proper, and his attraction to Greg as something else. I don't think starting a relationship with Greg would make him realize he's attracted to men; at least as long as they're both at Waystar and in that sphere I think he'd classify it as some kind of exception that proves the rule.

Finally, I would be remiss not to mention that yet another complicating factor is that Tom is a man who's definitely idealized the "traditional" nuclear heterosexual family ideal for a very, very long time, and who considers it part and parcel with all of his other ambitions. A long-term committed relationship with another man does not fit into that image. Even if he did get to a point where he could acknowledge his attraction to men, he's going to be deeply reluctant to commit to anything real until he lets go of that ideal - which he's unlikely to do while he's at Waystar, surrounded by other people who are also committed to that ideal. And even after he leaves, he might not, if only because this is an ideal that likely pre-dates his time at Waystar, and goes all the way back to his childhood, probably, and the fact that he is attracted to women means it's not something he ever really has to give up on or re-evaluate in the same way he would if he was exclusively attracted to men.

If Tom and Greg left Waystar together, would they be able to have a healthy and functional relationship? Maybe, but it would involve deliberately unravelling a whole lot of Tom's very deeply ingrained beliefs and attitudes. If neither of them had ever gone to Waystar and met in an entirely different context? Who knows. Probably, but Tom in particular would be an entirely different person if he hadn't spent his entire professional life at Waystar. It's very fun to write the fanfic and explore the infinite possibilities out there (and btw I'm absolutely not trying to knock any of the really fabulous tomgreg aus and post-S3 tomgreg fics out there), but in terms of what we see in canon - Tom, as a character who exists in Succession, is so formed by that environment that any version of him that didn’t come up at Waystar is a fundamentally different character.

(Greg, on the other hand, has not been formed enough by Waystar to have that same kind of deeply ingrained character development. He's been shaped by it, but I think he's still elastic enough that if you remove him from the environment he'll reshape and adapt into something else. Which is why I think if a post-S3 tomgreg relationship fell apart it would be largely Tom's fault, not Greg's.)

#succession #tomgreg #meta #tom go to therapy challenge

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