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fan_eunice) wrote2007-07-24 02:15 pm
fan_eunice) wrote2007-07-24 02:15 pm
not a romantic, me
Still plague ridden. You know what would be really cool? To sleep for longer than an hour at a stretch before being woken up by dripping or rattling phlegm. Why, yes, I am a big whiny baby. Also, I completely forgot what day I was supposed to have the needle biopsy of my lumpy thyroid and I missed the appointment, so now I have to reschedule that.
Now that my slash seems to be temporarily broken and I've gone all hetshippery again I've been puzzling over why True Love 4Evah never really bothers me in slash but drives me absolutely nuts in het. I don't mean characters getting and staying together bugs me, but the idea that there is only one person who is the true and proper or even just best match in the entire universe. I loathe the word soulmate and everything it implies anywhere near my het.
As to the why, I figured it couldn't be that my general life philosophy is that there is no one single person for anyone, but that relationships are a matter of choice (and sometimes we make really good choices that keep us happy for the rest of our lives and that's cool, but the loss of one partner doesn't imply there isn't another one who is equally a good match in different ways out there). If it was just that it'd drive me to the same kind of frothing at the mouth when I encountered it in m/m slash and it doesn't.
And then I realized that it wasn't at all complicated, the why. It's that even in fantasy the idea that any woman would be forced to choose betwen one specific relationship, or any relationship for that matter, and settling for living an unfufilled life makes me want to stab things repeatedly. I cheered when we found out Buffy was off dating immortals and having a grand old time in Italy, and that her ending up with either Spike or Angel isn't a given. I will have to supress a desire to punch you in the face if you tell me you think Rose is off pining forever in the alternate universe and not figuring out there are plenty of adventures to be had and potential partners to canoodle and a life to be lived that's just as cool as what she may have had with a certain Time Lord. As much as I want Max and Logan to discover a way around that whole "touch me and die" thing they've got going on, the idea that they have to or Max will be forever unhappy leaves me depressed and cranky.
The boys...eh, in the real world this sort of thing isn't expected of them, isn't supposed to be their one life goal that they pin all their exepectations for future happiness on, isn't drilled into them. They aren't supposed to wait around demurely or compromise themselves in order to land (and keep) one of these loathesome fantasies. So putting them in that position in fic, while not my favorite thing in the world and likely to cause me to roll my eyes, just doesn't push the rage button.
In conclusion, girls rock and any hint of a suggestion that they need a man in any way to be "complete" is stupid as hell.
Now that my slash seems to be temporarily broken and I've gone all hetshippery again I've been puzzling over why True Love 4Evah never really bothers me in slash but drives me absolutely nuts in het. I don't mean characters getting and staying together bugs me, but the idea that there is only one person who is the true and proper or even just best match in the entire universe. I loathe the word soulmate and everything it implies anywhere near my het.
As to the why, I figured it couldn't be that my general life philosophy is that there is no one single person for anyone, but that relationships are a matter of choice (and sometimes we make really good choices that keep us happy for the rest of our lives and that's cool, but the loss of one partner doesn't imply there isn't another one who is equally a good match in different ways out there). If it was just that it'd drive me to the same kind of frothing at the mouth when I encountered it in m/m slash and it doesn't.
And then I realized that it wasn't at all complicated, the why. It's that even in fantasy the idea that any woman would be forced to choose betwen one specific relationship, or any relationship for that matter, and settling for living an unfufilled life makes me want to stab things repeatedly. I cheered when we found out Buffy was off dating immortals and having a grand old time in Italy, and that her ending up with either Spike or Angel isn't a given. I will have to supress a desire to punch you in the face if you tell me you think Rose is off pining forever in the alternate universe and not figuring out there are plenty of adventures to be had and potential partners to canoodle and a life to be lived that's just as cool as what she may have had with a certain Time Lord. As much as I want Max and Logan to discover a way around that whole "touch me and die" thing they've got going on, the idea that they have to or Max will be forever unhappy leaves me depressed and cranky.
The boys...eh, in the real world this sort of thing isn't expected of them, isn't supposed to be their one life goal that they pin all their exepectations for future happiness on, isn't drilled into them. They aren't supposed to wait around demurely or compromise themselves in order to land (and keep) one of these loathesome fantasies. So putting them in that position in fic, while not my favorite thing in the world and likely to cause me to roll my eyes, just doesn't push the rage button.
In conclusion, girls rock and any hint of a suggestion that they need a man in any way to be "complete" is stupid as hell.