“Herod, They’re Lesbians!” In Praise of Biblical Fanfiction

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As a divinity student, I read and write a fair amount about queerness and sexuality in the Bible. A lot of it’s depressing or just needlessly complicated. There will be a time and place for me to dig into the nuances of biblical meaning, the authors’ intentions, etc., and recommend scholarship here, but not now. 

Right now, I want to give some love to a genre that most people can read, even outside the academic world: fanfiction! In short, a fanfiction is work based on a piece of pop culture, like a book, movie, or show. A fic author might ask “What happened after the end?” or “What if this had happened a little differently?” or “What was happening behind the scenes?”

Most fanfiction is archived on websites like FanFiction or Archive of Our Own. While fanfiction based on the Bible may seem like sacrilege, it’s been around for quite a while. The Prince of Egypt, Jesus Christ: Superstar, and Milton’s Paradise Lost are all fanfictions. Other works, like Harry Potter, use biblical themes to tell new stories. 

The point is, the Bible inspires all manner of creative work. Some of it invites us to see ourselves in the stories, to reimagine them as we learn. For people accustomed to seeing the Bible used as anti-queer purity culture propaganda, fanfiction can be a refreshing oasis of healing affirmation. And most of it’s free. 

It helps us see the Bible not as a dusty old rulebook or tool for bigots but as a living collection of stories that we’re still in conversation with today. It helps us bridge the gap. 

Here are a few Bible fanfic gems that I enjoy: 

Mature/Sexually explicit works:

“…Jonathan became one in spirit with David…” Quintessential David/Jonathan slash fic based on 1 Samuel 16-2 Samuel 1, written beautifully in the literary style of the Hebrew Bible

“Afterwards she blamed the serpent. It wasn’t a lie, really, because the serpent had been there, and the serpent had encouraged her. In fact it was quite possible that the serpent had arranged the whole thing. But, truthfully, it was not the serpent’s urging that made her lips part uncertainly and her teeth slice into the skin of the fruit.” Juicy and poignant Eve/Lilith femslash based on Genesis and Jewish tradition

Works for teens and older: 

“Stop telling me to leave you, because it’s not going to happen. I’m not turning away from you. Wherever you’re headed, I’m headed there too. Where you stay, I’ll put down roots. The tribes of Israel will be my tribe. Your God will be my god. Because the only thing that’ll keep me from you is Death, and even then, I’ll be right there at your side.” It’s Ruth/Naomi…in Space.

  • Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett 

This book (now a charming miniseries on Amazon Prime), is especially fun for me right now. It contains a queer bond (not necessarily sexual but deeply loving and subversive) between an angel and a demon who team up to try to stop the Apocalypse. It raises good questions about the nature of God, humans, redemption, and the “Divine Plan.” It’s also spawned some fanfiction (great but not always appropriate for all ages ;)). 

General Audiences: 

“The Exercise of Virtue” by tree_and_leaf

“Exegesis! fic, to invent a new genre label, on the story of the Syro-Phoenician woman (Matthew 15:21-28; Mark 7:24-30), who may be anonymous, but is the only person in the Bible who changes Jesus’ mind.” No pairings, but good retelling. 

Do you have any favorite fics to recommend? Have you ever been encouraged by a story? If so, let me know in the comments! 

Endnote: In case you didn’t catch the reference in the post title, it’s a play on the “Harold, they’re lesbians” meme. You’re welcome. 😉

An “About Me” Epistle

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It’s hard for me to write about myself as a person without sounding like a series of dictionary entries. My life in academia and activism has taught me to identify by a set of labels, rattled off like a list of terms and conditions. Labels don’t encompass a person, but they do matter, so I’ll start with a few bullet points. 

I am a…

  • Young: millennial, grad student, stressed out, open-minded
  • Middle-class: somewhat protected by the financial safety net that my family provides
  • White: learning every day about how my race makes me a beneficiary and enforcer of an oppressive system that advantages white people at the expense of people of color 
  • Cisgender: my current gender happens to match the sex that I was assigned at birth
  • Bisexual/Queer: I’m sexually (and, rarely, romantically) attracted to people of my own gender and others 
  • Christian: part of the shrinking Protestant mainline in the American South; preacher’s kid who still loves the Church
  • Woman: privileged but fearful of loss of agency, healthcare, and other rights 

In conclusion, I’m a WASP with WASPy baggage. In church life, I’m a Presbyterian. We are sometimes known as “the Frozen Chosen.” In my kinky life, I’m a “switch”–I can enjoy power exchange as a dominant or submissive player. I have a wonderful collared submissive who helps me to grow as a Dominant and a few great play partners and friends in the kink community. 

All of my labels affect the way that I see and interact with the world, especially as an able-bodied U.S. citizen. I try to be mindful of them when I discuss issues of sexuality and gender. 

But a self that’s just a bunch of labels strung together looks pretty bland on the page, so here are five things that I like to do/have done that show my personality, in no particular order:

  • As a four-year-old, my idea of a great party was to pull all my books off the shelves and fall asleep on top of them. 
  • My sub has to do homework every day. Hot, right? Last week’s topic was racism in the criminal justice system. 
  • I hate driving and don’t have a car (I am a stereotypical queer that way). But I did buy myself an adult-sized kick scooter recently to help me get around. That’s a joy. 
  • In the process of building this website, I accidentally locked myself out of WordPress. My web hosting provider (shout-out to Stress Free Hosting) subsequently took pity on me and gave me extra software for free. 
  • I sing to myself almost constantly when I have the chance. Recent favorites include “Be Wherever You Are” from Steven Universe, assorted Hildegard of Bingen chants, “Why We Build The Wall” from Hadestown, and the Muppets’ version of “Ode to Joy.” 

So that’s a little of me. As I continue this journey, I’ll get into greater depth about the more salacious parts of my queer, kinky Christian life. I will tag and content-warn accordingly! 

Be of good courage,

Perpetua Fox

She/her/hers

@Perpetual_Fox on Twitter

I can’t believe I’m doing this – My First Epistle

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Greetings, World! 

I wish that I could keep the WordPress default “Hello World!” post here as a placeholder because I’m not quite sure how to begin. I could say “Hey! Let’s talk about sex in the Church! I’m technically a virgin, and I have feelings about it!” *Nerd Energy Intensifies* 

Yes, I’m a queer, kinky Christian nerd, and I have a lot to say about sex (and Christianity). But who am I to say these things? Why don’t I just read what others are saying about sex, ignore what I don’t like, and leave it at that? 

That’s what I would have done a few years ago, back when I wrote erotic fanfiction but wouldn’t dream of publishing it. Then again, Donald Trump wasn’t president of the United States a few years ago, and I lived with the illusion that things would just…progress in a positive direction over time. 

I’ve learned the hard way that silence and civility won’t protect me or the people that I love, especially those who fall through the cracks in the discourse about Christianity and sex. 

Now, I’m in divinity school, learning about the Bible, religious history, and “the care of souls.” It’s been devastating. The most vulnerable people in our society, vulnerable in ways that I didn’t always understand, are suffering, largely because of a form of Christianity that turns people into shame factories.  

So I have to speak, and I have to write. And I have to write about the things that most people are ashamed to write, including the things that make me feel ashamed. It’s not going to be perfect, and that’s okay.

This is not going to be a ‘good Christian sex’ blog, though those have their place. This isn’t an apologetics blog–I will spend a little time on the so-called “Clobber Passages,” but making the Bible seem less horrific isn’t my main purpose here. For now, consider this a buffet of thoughts about sex, faith, and justice from my Christian perspective, ranging the technical to the deeply erotic, from the mundane to the (hopefully) profound. I will tag posts accordingly.  

More soon! In the meantime, check out the Resources page (in progress), email me at unbuttonedepistles@gmail.com, or find me on Twitter as @Perpetual_Fox. 

Be of good courage!

-Perpetua Fox

(She/her/hers pronouns)