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the hotel room in sports rpf functions as a liminal yet domestic space which allows for the realization and articulation of otherwise sublimated desire. in this essay i will
i’m staying with my parents a couple weeks until my new apartment is ready so they sit and watch me play zelda whenever they have a minute. and they always say stuff like “doesn’t link get lonely?” and “don’t you think he’s tired from running everywhere?” and “does he have a home?” like exactly exactly thats what i’m always saying. they have got to get on tumblr
anyways unclaimed demigod eric bittle shows up at camp half blood and is shown around by kent parson, the jaded head counsellor of the hermes cabin. bitty thinks he is very cool but little does he know kent is obsessed with his best friend jack’s ‘death’ while trying to get to camp, and is plotting to wake him up so that he can fulfill the prophecy as the son of zeus and bring down olympus (except for the fact that jack is horrified to discover what kent has become and fights against him)
“I’m doing this for you!” Kent yelled.
“No, Kent,” Jack said, tightening his grip on his sword. “You don’t get to burn the world down and tell yourself it’s what I would want. It’s not.”
“Why are you protecting them?” Kent demanded. “Where was your dad when we were being chased by those monsters? Where was mine? They could have saved us, Jack. They didn’t. They deserve to burn.”
Kent took a step towards him. Jack took a step back, blocking the path between him and Bitty, who was still standing behind him. Bitty’s jeans were dusted with the gold flecks left by the monsters Jack had vaporized a few minutes ago. He looked afraid, but he held his ground.
“I want you with me on this,” Kent told Jack softly. “I miss you. We can build something better, you and me.”
Jack looked at his pleading expression. Underneath it, he saw the kid who had fought with him against monsters for months, who had stolen food and convinced strangers to give them rides as they hitch-hiked across the country, who had talked to him at night about a place where they would finally be safe. Jack had sacrificed himself on that hill to give Kent that future.
“You can stop this, Kent,” he said solemnly. “You can come home.”
Kent’s expression faltered for a moment, before it hardened.
“No, I can’t,” he said.
Jack heard Bitty make a noise of surprise as the walls around them started shaking. His eyes scanned the room, searching for threats and falling objects, before landing back in front of him.
i do think it’s kinda hilarious that people are like claiming that everyone being surprised by hank green being bisexual is some form of bi erasure like no actually i just dont keep up with the sexualities of youtube men i watched when i was 15 lol
“he’s been bi for over a decade yall are just biphobic” im sorry but the last hank green video i watched was in my 10th grade world history class and he did not in fact bring up his bisexuality in that video. he did however talk about the mongolian empire quite a bit.
we all must get weirder and more queer. i am completely serious and genuine and this is urgent. please get weirder and gayer now. if you see me acting weird and gay mind your business a little bit.
