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perry. they/them. 1994. austria. sometimes i write stuff.

Okay not only is this a bop but it single handedly raised my self confidence

My 2 year old is OBSESSED with this song. When we first started listening to it they loved it, and then began requesting it by name. Except we never told them the name of the song, because it's called Hot Shit and we didn't want a baby demanding, "Mama, Hot Shit!!!"

So they made up their own name, based on a toddler's understanding of the lyrics:

"Mama, can we listen to

Rocketship?

jedi hopscotch. jedi padawans drawing hopscotch squares on floors, using jedi knights’ shoulders to chalk hopscotch onto the walls, having their masters force lift them to put them on the ceilings. every single jedi who sets foot on a square, intentionally or not, must stop what they are doing and complete the sequence. your ridiculously billowing sleeve brushed one of the squares on the wall? hope you have good control of the force bc every padawan in the hallway will start chanting at you until you wall-run through the hopscotch. sometimes there’s just a big chalk circle at the end where everyone has to do a cool flip if they step inside. eventually there’s an official hopscotch lane in every hallway in the temple. jedi hopscotch.

Padawans who are learning the jump-bounce style of Ataru designed it to catch Ataru Masters and Knights showing off their tricks. Yoda is a special favourite to watch and he’s a willing participant.

But then one day, Obi-Wan and Quin are hiding out behind a pillar and watching the hopscotch in a quiet corridor when Master Dooku walks straight into a square.

He doesn’t pause, doesn’t hesitate. He leaps. He’s a blur of swirling cloak and greying hair as he runs along the walls, steps one-two-three off the ceiling, somersaults four times in the air, and lands without a sound. He straightens his tunics, smooths his hair, looks both Padawan boys dead in the eyes and says, “No one will believe you,” and walks off.

He’s right. No one ever does.

Was brewing up a joke about Midwestern lesbians going one of two ways (Chappell Roan or Dean Winchester) and then I realised this was but the Platonic cave-shadow of Dolly Parton and Bruce Springsteen, and then I got caught up in Marilyn Monroe and James Dean, and Joan Crawford in the black cowboy shirt in Johnny Guitar, and now I'm suspicious that what I have would be less a joke and more a genuine nugget of queer theory if it didn't, y'know. Still have Dean Winchester in there.

Serious answer, also because both James Dean and Bruce Springsteen, if you read anything about them or any interviews, were both very aware that what they were doing was a form of drag.

Continuing on from the serious answer, because I thought about it some more.

Judging from interviews, anecdotes from people who knew them, and their performances, James Dean, Marilyn Monroe, Bruce Springsteen, Dolly Parton, and Chappell Roan are/were all very aware that they are/were putting on personas that exaggerated stereotypes of masculinity/femininity. Bruce was deliberately dressing up like his blue-collar father to do the kind of work that his blue-collar father didn't respect as 'real' work. Dolly embraced her drag queen fandom, and Chappell takes style cues back from drag. These people are all self-aware performers doing art with the trappings of gender.

There's a damn good reason that Dean Winchester turned up in my mind as one of two possible directions for playing with stereotypes and trappings of gender for queer women. There's been a lot of ink spilled (most of it not by me, I'll defer to the experts, I'm just here for a good time) over how, when someone tries to build the most manly manly male fictional character, they tend to pile on traits that many real men have but not usually all at once. The sheer unrealistic weight of idealised masculinity makes it feel like a parody, like a put-on. And for an actor or writer to then give the character any sense of groundedness, to make him feel like a person instead of a caricature or a cartoon, the character has to be treated as though, even subconsciously, he's putting at least some of it on.

However. Dean Winchester is a fictional character, and so, is incapable of any real interiority. Given the facts of multiple writers who were apparently sometimes at war with the showrunner and the studio, the 'interiority' that he seems to have also changes by the episode. It's physically impossible for him to be self-aware and deliberately playing with the trappings of the role that he inhabits, because he doesn't exist, and so doesn't have an independent mind to make decisions with. Like any other fictional character, he's less an artist constructing a deliberate persona, and more a ready-made persona for an artist to identify with, play with, use, subvert, step into. (Possess? But that's another thread to pull, for another long-winded, too-serious and yet also too-silly post.)

Anyway. Point is. You have to be a real person with an independent mind to be able to put on a persona that is constructed by a 'real' self underneath. But you definitely don't have to be a real person with an independent mind for your persona to be constructed of an exaggeration of the trappings of masculinity - or femininity - or for that persona to be used, recontextualised, reconfigured, played with in deliberate ways that are compelling to a queer audience. And when I think of fictional women who embody stereotypical femininity to the degree of Dolly or Marilyn, there's really only one. One icon. One big name.

I don't know, in 2025, if there's a big mainstream household-name performer who's doing butch the way Bruce Springsteen and James Dean did butch who could stand as the counterpart for Chappell Roan.

But I do know that a better femme comparison/counterpart for Dean Winchester's butch would be - hear me out - Miss Piggy.

I'm literally so obsessed with this guy.

He finds these tiktoks of people freaking out about things they see on airplanes and explains why it's fine and then EVERY SINGLE TIME he goes of on a really long, extremely detailed tangent about Lord of the Rings lore before casually going back to his original topic just before the video ends.

Can you imagine being that intensely knowledgeable about aeronautics and still having enough brain space left to remember every detail of the lore from a fictional series of novals that's so exspansive they teach university level classes about it?

Source: tiktok.com

post canon streamer stiles who randomly drops lore about himself and proceeds to never elaborate. like, he'll be in the middle of a stream and casually go 'this feels exactly like that one time my boyfriend's psycho uncle chased me through my school in the middle of the night' and then completely moves on while the chat explodes. derek, stiles' strong armed moderator, is low key having the worst day of his life

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