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um i don’t mean to freak out over nothing…but all the giddiness, tension, and longing that damen incessantly waxed lyrical about?? LAURENT FELT THAT TOO. IT WAS MUTUAL. HE HURT HIMSELF WHEN HE HURT DAMEN. HE PROBABLY GAZED LONGINGLY AT DAMEN’S BICEPS AND FULL LIPS AND RICH, DARK CURLS WHEN DAMEN WASN’T LOOKING. HE HAD A FUCKING CRUSH.










anonymous asked:

Sorry to bother but it happens that I have a friend who sees Supernatural an he says that Destiel will never be canon because Dean is too male chauvinist (this friend is not homophobic, he'd be okay with a gay couple) and that the whole show is male chauvinist too but I don't know how to argue it with him. I mean, I think that about the show too, but not so much about Dean Winchester. Maybe you could explain what you think about it?

Whoa, no bother at all - what are tumblr friends for if not proving RL friends wrong?

So, first - this has nothing to do with anything, but you woke my inner language monster, and now you’re going to suffer a paragraph of consequences, because chauvinism - now, that’s a word I haven’t heard in a long time. It’s a ‘70s thing, ins’t it? Male chauvinist pigs and all that. I know we used it back when I was desperate to be a Communist, and we comrade’d one another in a laudable effort to pretend the Berlin wall was still up and everyone was into LSD and free love and we actually had something to be angry about.

(Turns out the word comes from Chauvin, some officer guy in Napoleon’s army who was extremely patriotic, and that’s mostly what it means - how it came to mean “an attitude that the members of your own sex are always better than those of the opposite sex”, that’s something I wish I had the time to investigate.)

My second point is, why couldn’t someone be gay and chauvinist? Gay people are people, which means some of them are complete and utter dicks. I personally know at least two gay men who have horrific political opinions and are complete mcp despite being out and proud and sharing an apartment with a (male) partner and an assortment of cats, pianos and art books. I mean, in an ideal world, people who belong to a minority group should, like, avoid sympathizing for a majority group who’d have then hanged and quartered if at all possible, but sadly, this isn’t always the case. I still remember a thing that happened in Italy a few years back - a black guy who tried like nothing else to become a member of a Nazi ‘party’ and went all the way to court because they wouldn’t let him join. And he wasn’t doing it out of some cunning political design or anything - he actually held Nazi beliefs, but he’d apparently forgotten that, in the eyes of European Nazis, he was the ‘undesirable’ one. Whoops.

That said, I don’t see how the term applies to Dean at all. I mean, again - the definition of ‘male chauvinist’ goes as follow: “a male who patronizes, disparages, or otherwise denigrates females in the belief that they are inferior to males and thus deserving of less than equal treatment or benefit”. Now, I think I said before that when I started to watch the show, I didn’t particularly like Dean. He had this fuckboy aura, you know? The love ‘em and leave ‘em personality I just can’t stand in real men - and, well, I like to think even fictional men have to work very hard to be likeable when they’re like that. But even back then, I never thought of him as a male chauvinist. Sure, he was a bit of an idiot, but nothing more than that. Like, when he’s short and dismissive with women, that generally comes from a place of genuine concern - for instance, he didn’t want Haley to come with them to hunt the wendigo back in S02E01 because he knew she would get hurt, or worse, not because she was a girl. 

His default functioning mode is to lie to everybody, and his tactics involve, first and foremost, to maintain a safe distance from others. This normally translates into flirting and smiling, which come off as a bit assholish when he’s in a position of power, and as downright irritating when he’s not (for instance, think about how he is around police officers - the textbook definition of ‘little shit’). So there’s that, and okay. But when he’s around women who can take care of themselves, like Ellen or Jody, he never treats them any differently than he would men. I think he even discussed the thing out loud, maybe with Jo? How his main categorization there was hunter vs civilian, and not men vs women? I’m slightly feverish and out of focus right now, so I’d rather not check, but I’m sure there was something like that. And also: one of the things I like about him, and, incidentally, another argument to use against your friend, is that Dean never thinks less of a woman just because he’s slept with her. This, in my book, is the mark of a true misogynist - how they tend to divide the world between ‘bitches who won’t sleep with me’ and ‘sluts who’ll sleep with anybody, including me’. I’m currently locked in a vicious fight with a colleague of mine who’s exactly like that, and it’s truly amazing how he can both be pathetically grateful to this woman he’s seeing because, yay!, sex and companionship, while disparaging her every chance he’s got because, you know, that’s not how proper women should behave. And Dean - Dean’s not like that. The most glaring example is perhaps Lisa - how they had a weekend of dirty, dirty, dirty sex and yet when they see each other again, Dean’s not dismissive of her in any way. Just like he never says a word against Cassie, or those two hunters we know he’s slept with, because that’s just not who he is.

(This goes both ways, of course: when faced with a female opponent, Dean never underestimates her and never holds back.)

The thing is, I think your friend may be referring to performing!Dean, because, even though Dean’s not like that, the world he lives in - that’s a different story. Or, well, that’s what we believed until S11 went and shit rainbows all over our screens, because, man - turns out hunters just don’t care? That there are women who hunt alone and gay hunters who’re well-known and respected in the community and whoa, Dean got it so wrong all these years. And this, as many discussions here on tumblr have been pointing out for months, is the real game changer: not Dean’s feelings, per se, but what happens around him. Because if Dean had grown up in this world, and not his father’s - well, we don’t even have to imagine what kind of person he’d be today. We know.


[CNBLUE - Between Us] Comeback Stage | M COUNTDOWN 170323 EP.516

. Between the Lines . 181

Evening found Team Natsu and Jellal sitting with one another in a circle on the floor of Lucy and Erza’s room. Wendy had been left out alongside Charle - both were sleepy and Juvia had wanted to sleep without interruption. It was nearly one in the morning, after all.

“Let me get this straight,” Gray huffed, sitting back. “You were nearly arrested by Hisui for no apparent reason, you’re being stalked by one guy, there are others running around dressed the same way, and people want your keys after someone - one of the people stalking you - said that you couldn’t let someone have them.”

“Yep,” Lucy said, taking a sip of her tea. Beside her, Happy nibbled on a fish. To her other side, Erza was writing everything down. They were all serious and Jellal looked a little lost until Happy told him, “We do this every now and then.”

“What is this?” Jellal muttered.

“Team meeting,” Lucy replied. “We take notes, decide what to do, and take action.”

“It’s the second time we’ve done it and it works,” Natsu said confidently.

“Back on subject,” Erza ordered.

“Right,” Lucy agreed. “I think the people stalking me are okay-”

“They are,” Jellal cut in, startling them. His dark eyes were exhausted, full of anxiety they didn’t yet understand. “I…I ran into one with Meredy the other night. Believe me when I say they’re good people. I can’t tell you who they are, but they’re fine.”

That set off a cranky Natsu, who glared. “What do you mean you can’t-”

“I’m sure you’ll find out soon enough,” Jellal said calmly. “Patience, Natsu.”

“I don’t want to be patient,” he growled. “I want answers.”

“We all do, but if Jellal says that we are safe knowing not who they are, then so be it.” Erza wrote something down in the notebook on her knee and then lifted her dark eyes. “I’ve come up with a few new rules. Number one,” she began reciting what was in her notes. “Lucy is to go nowhere alone. Natsu, Gray, you will be entrusted in this.”

“Right,” they said together, and then glared at one another for their words.

“Number two,” Erza continued with a warning look in their direction. “The keys are to stay out of everyone’s hand but Lucy’s. There are mages who can change their appearance, and it is for that reason that not even Natsu will touch them unless a password is given. A password that Lucy will create now.”

They all looked expectantly to Lucy, who flushed beneath their eyes. She thought over it for a long moment and then said in a deadly serious voice, “Cor. If you need to touch my keys for whatever reason, call me by my pen name.”

“Yes, ma'am,” Gray replied, sitting back.

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