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Has the lamb ever made the cat smile? He's always so down :c

do you have any academic papers or work in mind if I wanted to read further on medieval displays of masculine emotion?

*vibrates* I absolutely do. Since it sounds as though you're interested in this at any time and in any place during the Middle Ages, the below will be an assortment.

Will Cerbone, “Real Men of the Viking Age,” in: Whose Middle Ages? Teachable Moments for an Ill-Used Past, 243-55 (2019) [Designed for a student audience, deliberately contrasts Viking ideals with those of, e.g., MCU Thor]

Jo Ann McNamara, “The Herrenfrage: The Restructuring of the Gender System, 1050 to 1150," in: Medieval Masculinities, ed. Clare A. Lees (1994) [This is a classic for a reason, and I think does a really interesting/useful job of talking about how class and vocation mattered to the expression/understanding of masculinity]

James A. Schultz, Courtly Love, the Love of Courtliness, and the History of Sexuality (2006) [I hope I'm remembering the emotional history content of this one correctly]

Jim Casey, "Feeling It Like a Man: Masculine Grief in Medieval and Early Modern Texts," in: Grief, Gender, and Identity in the Middle Ages (2021) [Starts off with Butler and Bourdieu, to give you a feel for it]

Also, while I haven't personally read it, I'm just so glad that Robin Morris has written an essay called "Sad Men in Beowulf."

Also also, a couple of good books about medieval emotion more generally, not focused on masculinity specifically:

Barbara Rosenwein, Emotional Communities in the Early Middle Ages (2006)

Paul R. Hyams, Rancor and Reconciliation in Medieval England (2003)

Sometimes I feel like I’m still there

back with the left handed drawing cuz my dominant one is dead as hell, as per usual

somft thanzag…

y'ever get haunted by the fear you will never write anything as beautiful as the US Steel Pipe Works Slag Dump Youtube Comment cuz hoo boy i sure do:

shoutout to you, youtube user mrc109, wherever you may be today

good morning dirtbag nation last night I cowboy camped up on a ridgeline tucked beneath hemlock saplings right alongside one of those big intermountain power lines that look like giant men walking across the mountain tops. the wires were so close that there was a constant crackling hum of electricity that almost disguised the sound of the rain pit-pattering on my tarp. when the water hit the cables it made hot blue flashes like little lightning birds on the wire, and you could almost track the sheets of wind in the darkness because of the ripples of light.

His lips goes: AHDSKBLAHOABLULAOLGBLA

I guess some things you can never leave behind, they don’t belong to the past. They belong to you :,)

can't wait for biden to resign from the campaign this sunday, july 21 2024

You're an angel, I'm a dog