I was having a dream where essentially it was the big fight against salem, and she had everyone under some sort of influence. Ruby came to to Oscar pleading for her to wake up. She does and she gets out of her cuffs and helps him out of his. She asked what was going on and he explained that Salem had some sort of control over everyone with her magic and so it’s hard to tell if someone they meet is themself or needed to have a spell broken on them.
Halfway through Oscar’s explanation, Ruby panics because she realized that Oscar had not way of knowing that she was fully herself. She asks out loud what she can do to prove it, but it was mainly to herself because when Oscar tried, she didn’t seem to hear him and then she freaking kisses him???
And since the dream was like me watching an episode of rwby I flipped, like I was so shocked I passed out in my dream and woke up just now here in reality.
My dreams know I have a problem. But now all I want to do is go back to sleep to figure out what happened next instead of going to class.
Do you think ancient arcanists had completely different ideas on gender but then had to conform to humanity's rules, so a lot of those ways got lost in time?
Almost like the Numbers and their soul system.
What if your gender was defined by the arrangement of planets? Like an astrology chart.
What if it was defined by a ritual and based on elements in nature?
What if it's something you obtained through trials and how you solve them? You don't obtain a gender until a certain age.
Heck, arcanists are so biologically different that even the sexes could be defined differently too. No reproductive organs, both, half-and-half, some kind of Rebis situation (Reverse has references to Basil Valentine and his alchemy).
But here's the thing, do arcanists need reproductive organs or can they magic up a baby?? It sounds silly, but if that's the case what even is the purpose of having said organs if form follows function? It wouldn't matter what your born with and they wouldn't even have categories based on what humans percieve as sex. Maybe the idea of sexes used to be based on something else entirely, like the arcanum that gets passed or the mixing or arcane skills. These are biological things that humans wouldn't understand, the same way arcnanists don't understand humans obsession with what's going under their pants. Even their "reproductive organs" as defined by humanity could be totally different. To an ancient arcanist, were these things even related to sex?
What if they were all comfortable with their varying body types, but some magic stuff was taboo and not be done in public. It'd be an entirely different system of values! But then humans came and started calling them freaks and deviants for existing, especially the ones with different bodies than what they're comfortable with.
History is written by the side that wins and humanity won. They made the rules and arcanists were forced to live under those rules, to feel shame for being who they are, all in the name of humanity's order and comfort.
It's been so long that those golden years are forgotten, but arcanists bodies are still different. Places like the Foundation reinforce these values and over-emphasize forms of gender that don't fit the malleable Arcanists in their care.
So a week before, I have been having non-stop nightmares about being chased and eventually murdered. I know — heavy stuff.
Last night, I dreamt of Fox telling me to be careful.
It'd be such a delight, but he was oddly holding onto Wolffe's helmet right under his left arm. Fox gives me a singular nod and goes, 'be careful out there'.
My grasp on reality is super like bad so idk if it was real or if it was a dream but I stg I was watching a GIGS phasmo vod and grian said fuck or something like that like SOMEONE on that team cursed
had a weird dream last night that @quiddie was hosting some sort of nerdy trivia game show where teams of two had to choose four answers out of a 'pool' of possible answers
there was also something about a laser-projected answer key that required coloured glasses so it could be sneakily read while talking
this is what happens when I snack on mint oreos before bed