The ONE positive thing about my husband not having a job right now is that I am planning the menu for Mabon dinner and he is going to prepare it with me during the day on thursday which should be fun! 🍂🍂🍂 And even though he is a bit disinterested in all the witchcraft stuff I’m learning, the man is a chef, so he always looks forward to cooking special meals. He and I are going to bake and prep all day, while burning yummy fall candles and letting cool breezes through open windows and sipping our pumpkin spice lattes 🍂☕️🍂
What if LeFou’s birth name genuinely is LeFou? Think about it. He likely came from a family with limited access to education, if his own illiteracy is any testament. The headcanon I’m personally developing is that his family had a copy of King Lear, amidst their flimsy collection of other texts. More like heirlooms, valued for their aesthetic on the shelves and the sentimental bridge they provided between family generations rather than for what lay between the pages.
When they delivered their firstborn son, they decided they would christen him with one of the names nestled within their little library. It would provide a framework for his character. He would go far, with a name out of a book.
And so, leafing through Shakespearean prose they only half-understood, they discovered The Fool–– Le Fou–– his comments and quips prefaced by a fanfare of cursive, artfully tracing out the curls of his name.
They had settled on Lear initially, but no–– any man could be a king. Royalty was just a messy business of who shared or spilled whose blood. No, true grit could be found in the man who could look upon the worst of the world and still find a reason to laugh.
i’m just gonna come out and say it. fandom is not a safe space. there’s a reason folks put “18+” and “nsfw” in their blog descriptions. there’s a purpose for tags and, if that fails, a way to block certain words and thus entire posts. what i create is not your responsibility; what you consume is.
i mean. why is this so hard to understand? i don’t want anyone to feel uncomfortable. that’s why i tag the shit out of everything. but i can’t make people read my tags, or block my words. that’s out of my control.
my writing is my business. it has been so for the past twenty years. fuck, we didn’t even used to have tags and content warnings. it was basically luck of the draw whether you got triggered or not, just like it is when you read a book. which sucks (and sucked) on toast.
i think people should ship what they want, and write what they want, and draw what they want. my hope is that they would do so responsibly and with care, but it’s not my job to police or call people out. we can critique or even be disgusted or angry. ultimately, though, it’s out of our control. if it’s illegal or immoral or unethical, that’s on them.
this is a stance that is probably going to bother or anger some of you, and that’s okay. we can think differently and have different opinions. fandom is a reflection of the world we live in and the genres we consume, even beyond our chosen source. there are going to be corners that are friendlier and safer than others, and it’s perfectly fine to seek those out! you do you, and protect yourself accordingly.
but ultimately, fandom, as a whole, is not a safe space. if i write something you find heinous, it is your job to move on and not read it.