the thing about being someone who’s never catcalled is that you start to wonder why like is it because im ugly???
and then you realize that youre judging your worth by whether or not you are objectifiable to a man and thats so fucked up like honestly its so fucked up
but the worst part about the patriarchy is that it still sits at the back of your mind regardless like “nobody thinks youre pretty because they dont see you as a sex object” like somehow thats a desirable thing and it fucks me up
I majored in English lit in college and I absolutely believe all the fanfics I’ve read have more literary merit than most of the published fiction I’ve gotten through. Fanfic writers are brave and ballsy and laughing and weeping. And they hold your hand. There’s so much contact between writer and reader, it’s visceral. And I think fanfiction is in part a reaction against the shame of an outdated community of people who attach all these rules and regulations and bullshit to the act of writing that they actually just limit their own ability to tell stories. So conclusively--fuck them and keep scrolling through all the cherik you can handle on a Tuesday.
Someone: do you like to read books?
Me: * thinks about all the gay fanfic I read at all times *
Me: yes.
Details, part I; Claude Paradin: Devises Héroïques, 1551.
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