Milo

19 | they/them. hey! the names milo! i mostly just reblog things but i will post from time to time. please feel free to send me asks about fandoms or anything as all!!

[that-milo-kid]

introduction post numero dos because I'm a dumbass that accidentally deleted the first one lol

hey!! my name is milo, im 18, and I use they/them pronouns. my discord is lukewarm milo#9656, and my dms are always open for any reason :)

explicit and nsfw blogs, please dni! same goes for terfs.

I really like succession, z nation, dc and marvel, percy jackson, spn and a whole bunch more!! im in lots of popular fandoms lmao

my most used tags are #milo writes (for any fics ive written), #milo rambles (for my personal posts) or media specific tags like #succession or #good omens

I hope you have an awesome day!! :D

[that-milo-kid]

going through the mental health system has lwk ruined fanfic for me. "I'll have to deal with these nightmares forever..." girl get on prazosin??

[i-may-be-batman]

got slapped in the face with this idea, I have many thoughts

[maryblackwood]

constance's saccharine personality lends to her (false) image of domesticity; it's significant that merricat specifically poisons the sugar, and that supposedly sweet constance never takes any with her food. this sweetness laced with something sinister is true both of the sugar and of constance herself, who reveals a crueler side to herself by the end of the book. the rest of the paper talks about how the blackwood sisters use food as a form of agency and as a "destructive force", which importantly is facilitated by their class. food as agency in shirley jackson's we have always lived in the castle

[seraphimfrog]

Also think this article points out something interesting, which is that Merricat was denied a role in society first by her family. She doesn’t fit with the image they portray, that of power and wealth and cleanliness. She’s “wild”, she runs through the wilderness, believes she has magical powers (witch-like), frequently thinks about the dead. Merricat’s rebellion, putting the arsenic in the sugar, is the ultimate nail in the coffin for her integrating into society. There’s no going back after this, but she still makes the choice because her family has stripped her of that choice first. She has been denied a seat at the table, so she takes the head seat for herself.

[a-drifting-boat]

In Merricat's creepy fantasy about her family worshipping her, one thing I noticed is the emphasis she places on being loved. And to her there's clearly a strong connection between "we love you" and "you must never be punished;" to Merricat, punishment or disapproval equals a lack of love. It's left ambiguous whether this is a result of egotism or whether she was a genuinely unloved child. I kind of lean towards the latter based on the very dismissive and uncaring way Uncle Julian talks about her supposed death and the hints that her brother was favoured over her.

And it's also interesting that they're not saying they won't punish her no matter what she does. They're saying that they won't punish her because she would never do anything to warrant punishment. She's not just concerned with avoiding punishment, she also doesn't want to deserve it.

I'm wondering whether Merricat undergoing frequent punishments as a child influenced her obsession with rules and rituals as an adult. She frequently says that she's "not allowed" to do things, and by the end it's heavily implied that these are self-imposed rules rather than ones enforced by Constance. And obviously a lot of the "not allowed" things relate to the murder of her family - preparing food, entering Uncle Julian's room, handling knives, etc - she's imposing certain strictures on herself to make sure she doesn't do the same thing to Julian or Constance. But also -

Her family punished her, she was always in disgrace, she's a murderer, the villagers hate her, she can't integrate into adult society or behave the way someone of her age is expected to. She's unable to adhere to the external codes of behaviour created by the people around her. By their standards she is at first a bad child who deserves punishment, and then someone who has committed a horrific crime. But she wants to feel like someone who would never allow herself to do anything wrong. So she develops her own code of behaviour, one that she can adhere to, one that is alien to everyone else in the world.

She creates rules for herself that she has to obey, she gives herself certain duties (protecting the house, being kind to Uncle Julian.) She can't be good and not deserving of punishment by the standards of her parents or the villagers or wider society - so she invents her own standards, by which she can. And she is narratively rewarded for living up to her own standards, I think - she chases away Charles, she stays in the house, she retains control of Constance, she gets everything she wants.

[meikuree]

[id: excerpts from We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson. they say:

1: 'Mary Katherine, we love you.'

'You must never be punished. Lucy, you are to see to it that our most loved daughter Mary Katherine is never punished.’

'Mary Katherine would never allow herself to do anything wrong; there is never any need to punish her.'

'I have heard, Lucy, of disobedient children being sent to their beds without dinner as a punishment. That must not be permitted with our Mary Katherine.'

'I quite agree, my dear. Mary Katherine must never be punished. Must never be sent to bed without her dinner. Mary Katherine wil never allow herself to do anything inviting punishment.’

2: I laughed, and Constance said to Helen Clarke, 'Merricat was always in disgrace. I used to go up the back stairs with a tray of dinner for her after my father had left the dining room. She was a wicked, disobedient child,' and she smiled at me.

3: 'Merricat.' Constance turned toward me, sitting back against her feet and folding her hands before her. 'I never realized until lately how wrong I was to let you and Uncle Julian hide here with me. We should have faced the world and tried to live normal lives; Uncle Julian should have been in a hospital all these years, with good care and nurses to watch him. We should have been living like other people. You should …' She stopped, and waved her hands helplessly. You should have boy friends,' she said finally, and then began to laugh because she sounded funny even to herself.

4: After breakfast on the good mornings when I did not have to go into the village I had my work to do. Always on Weanesday mornings I went around the fence. It was necessary for me to check constantly to be sure that the wires were not broken and the gates were securely locked. I could make the repairs myself, winding the wire back together where it had torn, tightenig loose strands, and it was a pleasure to know, every Wednesday morning, that we were safe for another week.

/end id]

[mournfulroses]

Shirley Jackson, from her novel titled "We Have Always Lived in the Castle,"

[that-milo-kid]

the duffer brothers really really just said pride month is OVER. we are back to hating the gays

[that-milo-kid]

i made this post after s4v2 came out... feeling as relevant as ever

[dragonleftovers]

👀bad kids

[despazito]

[estrogenesis-eeveeangelion]

can you practice what you preach

upright dog with human speech

[mangoconruedas]

The Troll She Was Interested in Wasn't a Troll at All

[sarcastictexas]

So, my iPod does this fucking genius factory thing where it forgets which artwork goes with which album and it makes guesses. Because it’s pretty sure I won’t notice.

Needless to say, I noticed.

[worldheritagepostorganization]

World Heritage Post

[firesigh-deactivated20181118]

naruto’s silence on abortion is deafening

[lithiumhydroxide]

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

a deeply underrated part of the gay taylor swift conspiracy theories is that if they're right and she really has spent over a decade sending subliminal messages based on minute details for people to decode then she's uuuuuh. I mean she's insane. she's jigsaw. she's the riddler. her dad bought her career because if she didn't have music to distract her she would have started building deathtraps.

[petal-metal-blog]

OMG MY NEW SHOES CAME :3 ignore my ugly house arrest ankle bracelet. haha

[transmascmarypoppins]

why is this post completely broken in every way imaginable

[cecilsrandomeverything]

Broken notes… deactivated account… removed image….

Finally, we have them all.

[spacefinch]

In addition: OP’s name is just… gone. No “[insert username]-deactivated[insert a bunch of numbers]” as is the standard for deactivated blogs.

Just the world “deactivated.” Look upon their post, ye mighty, and despair.

[chatblancofficial]

It’ll be almost impossible to find this post unless it wanders across your dash.

[boatgrave-deactivated20250901]

[mysteryteacup]

*Scrolls past*

*reluctant sigh*

*scrolls back up*

*rebogs*

[millenniallust4death]

I’m paying to force seven thousand strangers to see a photo of my late husband having fun with his dog. Tumblr Blaze is totally worth it. XD

[millenniallust4death]

Thank-you to all of my new Internet stranger friends for being so gracious about having my post shoved onto your dashboards. I loved reading all of your kind tags and comments! Both Martin and Bosco have been gone for several years now but for 24 hours, they felt very present in my life. I greatly appreciate this gift. ❤️

[xn3city]

Reblog to have your dashboard be visited by the spirit of joy that death can end but not erase.

[millenniallust4death]

Thank you to everyone who commented in their tags or messaged me. Indeed, today is “Martin and Bosco Day”. I originally whimsically blazed this photo on 13 July 2022. I never expected Martin and Bosco to travel so far and make so many new friends. The experience has been such a gift for me.