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Designing my nigh genderless fictional culture has fucked with my brain re: my prev post and made me realize how nothing makes sense. I am still forced to gender because the characters need pronouns but then I am faced with the question: why do they even have pronouns like how does this work what does any of this mean. Nothing makes sense, I have to stop thinking so hard about it bc I can't make it make sense.
I don't understand the point of gender and anatomy when it comes to attraction. Genuinely. When someone is only attracted to one gender, what does that even mean? Is it about the parts they expect the person to have? The typical presentation of that gender? The societal role they see them in? Because none of these are uniform.
What happens when you're attracted to someone who you think is your desired gender and then you find out they're not?
Isn't it presentation that people are really attracted to? Many times have there been presumed straight men who then stumbled upon a very "feminine" man and questioned their sexuality. Same thing with presumed straight women stumbling upon a very handsome butch lesbian. As people slowly become more trans inclusive, many also realize anatomy never made a difference in gender.
So what does any of it mean?? Idk if I'm making sense. But isn't sexual orientation actually about presentation?
I just realized those two sailing theme posts I made one right after the other are way funnier when read as a sequence. I did not intend it but let's pretend I did.
This ship is doomed. It gets about 12 hours free of the bad luck plague before sailing back into it.
Okay just one more random fact bc it's fun to talk about an OC I don't normally talk about
As a kid, though he couldn't read, he picked up on certain arrangements of letters meaning certain things and other such patterns. For example, he caught a letter pattern that aligns with a sound in his name and went ah! This must be how to spell my name!
When he signed up for the crew and was asked to put his mark he was so proud to show that his ""mark"" is his actual name.
But then he meets a girl who, despite supposedly coming from the same background as him, has a lot of knowledge associated with the upper upper class. And one thing she knows how to do very well is write. So she writes something for him and reads it aloud to teach him and he's like wait you spelled my name wrong. So she's like well you want me to spell it this way? And he's like no that's not right either. And she's like well you spell your name wrong. And he's like it's my name so however I spell it is the right way : /
He was thereafter mortified and embarrassed but doubled down and continues to spell it his own way, arguing to the death with anyone who tries to correct him.
The ""sailor boy"" is no longer a sailor. Now his job is to do more or less fuck all after a brief stint of time peddling chapbooks he could barely read. The captain herself says his only real use is to boost morale. That's why it's really bad for them when he dies 👎
Hey guys I know we're all getting tired of the hardtack and tough salted beef and these lemons only lift our spirits so far. Not to mention since losing Jack overboard yesterday, we need something more to keep up morale. And what better way than with a nice meal?? Well good news!! I saw this big white bird on the topsails yesterday while I was cleaning my gun! 😊
Re: my dream. Me saying 'why would lightning ever hurt a sad sailor boy' makes me think of the stories about lightning shattering a mast and severely injuring people with splintered wood. But it wasn't the lightning that did that, it just happened spontaneously by the will of God because someone on deck isn't right with him.
You know how it goes. Throw him overboard.
Song playing in head as I woke up: Statements by Loreen
Dreamed I was on a large bus taking forever to get anywhere. A storm started brewing. One of my characters was beside me and getting scared so I held him against me and said "Why would lightning ever hurt a sad sailor boy?" (???)
