"It would have been easier if you'd just said yes."
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"It would have been easier if you'd just said yes."
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Shoutout to Project Hail Mary for being the only media where the unconscious protagonist is dragged off screen by an alien spider monster and the audience's reaction is heartbreak on behalf of the alien spider monster.
Happy Birthday Shana! Could I get some good ol Shawn x Lassie please <3
Shawn had just been hoping to get collect his reward check and leave, except now he’s sitting in an interrogation room and this junior detective is asking him about the video store robberies like he committed them instead of solving them and this would be a laugh, really, except he knows who her partner is and he would really very much like to get out of here as soon as possible.
“Look, Detective Barry,” he starts.
Her eyes narrow. “How do you know my name?”
For fuck’s sake. “Is it a secret?”
She scowls at him and opens her mouth, but then the door opens and her partner strides in, head buried in a file. “Lucinda, this doesn’t seem…”
Shawn sinks down in his seat as he trails off like it’ll do him any good.
Lucinda raises an eyebrow and looks between them. “Do you know his name too?”
“I’m familiar with it, yeah,” he answers, mouth dry.
Lassiter snaps the file shut and rounds on Lucinda. “What the hell is going on here?”
“This is who I was trying to tell you about,” she says, clearly confused but throwing her shoulders back. Shawn finds it admirable, but he still cringes. “He gave us the tip about the video store owner, but he has to be an inside guy. He claims he figured it out by–”
“Watching the news,” Lassiter finishes. Shawns looking everywhere but him, but he still feels the weight of his eyes on him. “Get out. We’ll talk about this later.”
“Me?” Lucinda blinks. “What are you–”
“Out,” he snaps. “We’ll discuss this later.”
She presses her lips together and narrows her eyes before storming out. He sort of wishes she hadn’t, because now it’s just him and Lassiter together in this small room. Surprisingly, it’s Lassiter who breaks the silence. “I didn’t know you were back in town.”
“Hasn’t been long,” he says, having to make the conscious decision not to fidget. He sweeps his gaze over Lassiter, the grey in his hair and his bright blue eyes and his ugly tie and stupid suit and, “You’re still wearing your wedding ring.”
He really never does know when to shut up.
Lassiter’s shoulders stiffen. “I’m still married.”
“Right,” Shawn says quickly. “That’s true, yeah.” He swallows. “I’ll just, uh, go, then?”
“Right,” Lassiter echoes before stepping aside. “Of course.”
Of course.
He collects his check and should probably go home or something, but instead he goes to Gus’s work, charms his way through security and maybe lifts a keycard, who can say, and barges into Gus’s office before collapsing dramatically in the chair across from his desk. “You won’t believe who I saw at the station.”
Gus doesn’t look up from the game he’s playing. “Lassiter.”
He straightens. “What? How do you know that?”
“Because I’ve been telling you that you’re going to run into him there since you started calling tips in, Shawn, and there’s no one else there who you’d run to tell me about.”
“I didn’t run,” he protests before changing tracks. “What am I supposed to do, Gus, just know the perpetrators of a crime and remain silent? I have a civic duty.”
“You don’t have to collect the reward money.” Shawn doesn’t dignify that with a response and Gus sighs. “How’d it go then?”
“Fine,” he answers. “Totally fine. Practically a non-event, even.”
Gus finally looks away from his game, both eyebrows raised, and Shawn starts messing with the little zen garden he keeps there to avoid it. It’s never a good sign when he can’t tell how much of what he’s saying is a lie.
He gets pulled over the next day and already has the trick with his dad’s old police ID ready, except instead of getting him for speeding or whatever, they haul him down to the station and make him leave his bike there on the side of the road.
Since the only crime he’s committed recently has been minor identity theft in order to sign Gus up for a variety of butt cream samples, he really has no idea what this is about. There’s also his stack of unpaid parking tickets, but Gus usually pays those before it gets to hauling him down to jail levels.
He finds himself in Interim Chief Vick’s office, Lucinda standing behind her, and goes, “Oh my god, you can’t seriously still be on this.”
“Solving a crime just by watching news footage is a bit hard to believe, Mr. Spencer,” Karen says. She’s got that intimidating glare down pat. It would probably be more effective if Shawn didn’t know that she’d learned it from his father.
There’s one very loud knock and then Lassiter is there, suit jacket off and shoulders heaving like he ran here. “Chief, you’re making a mistake.”
How did he even know? He doesn’t need to be here, Shawn can totally handle this. Probably.
“I didn’t include you in this discussion for a reason, Detective Lassiter,” Karen snaps. “Return to your desk.”
“He’s not involved in any of this,” Lassiter insists.
“Oh, so you have a more plausible explanation than him solving crimes our department can’t from the five o’clock news?” she asks. He doesn’t say anything, because of course he doesn’t, since that’s literally what Shawn is doing. “Right, then. Well, Mr. Spencer, unless you feel like illuminating us, you’ll be spending the night in a cell.”
Lassiter looks downright panicked at that. Shawn’s about to tell him it’s fine, it doesn’t matter, it’s not like any of those people know so he’ll just have a boring night – “He’s psychic.”
Shawn almost looks around to see who’s said that, except he’d seen Lassiter’s lips move and heard the words come out of his mouth, so it was probably him. Probably, because Lassiter looks about as surprised as Shawn feels.
“Psychic,” Lucinda repeats skeptically. “You really believe that?”
“No,” Lassiter says then grimaces. “I mean. I was just saying that–”
“He’s never been a real believer of my gift,” Shawn interrupts smoothly. Hey, he can roll with this. “It’s a source of contention between us. An irreconcilable difference, one might say.”
Spitting out some facts about Karen and Lucinda isn’t all that hard, and even for some of the officers he’d passed in the way in. Karen is sitting back, an expression there that Shawn can’t quite name. Lucinda doesn’t look convinced, exactly, but she doesn’t seem actively hostile towards him anymore either. She jerks her head towards Lassiter. “Nothing for him?”
“Unfair advantage,” Shawn says. “My psychic gifts have told me that he stopped in at the bagel place and got a blueberry bagel with cream cheese and large black coffee before work, but also I know he did that because it’s Tuesday.”
“Thank you, Mr. Spencer,” Karen says before Lucinda can do more than frown. “That will be all. You’re free to go.”
“No problem, anytime, although preferably not,” he answers, grinning and walking backwards out of her office.
He keeps his eyes on Karen so he doesn’t accidentally look at Lassiter.
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Lassiter bursts into Karen’s office. “You can’t put him on the missing person case.”
“I didn’t realize I needed your permission, Detective Lassiter,” she says, not glancing up from her paperwork.
“He’s a civilian,” he insists. “He’s not even psychic!”
That does get her attention. “Careful.”
He clenches his hands into fists. “I already said I didn’t believe him.” God. Of all the stupid things he’s said around him, but that cell was full of people Lassiter had rounded up and put there the past two days. What else was he supposed to do? Not that, but what’s done is done.
Karen sighs. “You once told me the best detective you knew was your husband.”
His stomach drops. “I was very drunk.”
“You were very drunk,” she agrees. “Were you lying?”
“He doesn’t listen,” he says. “He just runs headfirst into things and doesn’t think and doesn’t follow procedure and he’s going to get himself killed!”
“Well, then it’s a good thing you’re here to keep an eye on him, then,” she says.
“Chief,” he says, then doesn’t know where to go from there. This can’t be happening.
She softens. “I’m sorry that you have to work with your ex-husband, Carlton. But we need this win and we both know he can get it for us.”
“He’s not,” he starts, then stops and swallows. “The divorce isn’t finalized. He’s – he’s not my ex-husband.”
Her eyes drop to his left hand and she says, “I see.”
He really doesn’t think she does, but apparently there’s nothing to be done about it now.
tbh I really dislike how aphobia tends to be discussed whenever there's some kind of incident that makes it visible to general society. The most common response seems to be some variation of "why would anyone hate asexual/aromantic people, they aren't even doing anything" and it just always sits wrong with me. It paints such a passive picture of our existence and feels like a comment influenced by the level of invisibility that aspec people have in society. Why would you be annoyed by someone who is practically invisible? Just go back to ignoring their existence, it's easy!
But despite the invisibility, aspec people are actually doing quite a lot of things that will piss off queerphobic, right-wing and religious people (and hell, even left-wing people). And the most obvious point is that we are actively not performing heterosexuality the way they want us to. People who's entire world view is "cis men and women should be in monogamous, heterosexual marriage and have (white) babies" are not going to lean back and say "oh but those asexuals and aromantics are fine". They will also hate our guts, and they will come up with all sorts of reasons, including insinuating we're all secretly into bestiality, or mentally ill, or not human, or attention seeking children. It's just plain old queerphobia, and like all queerphobia, there's no inherent logic to it which you can worm your way out of by "not doing anything".
And like, there's a lot more that aspec people do which people hate. Raising awareness about amatonormativity? People feel attacked, they hate it. Asexual people having sex? Or not having sex? People hate it! Aromantic people being in (seemingly) romantic relationships? People fucking hate it! Aromantic people having sex? Ohh people hate that!!
I guess the existence of aphobia can be confusing when you haven't spent much time thinking about asexuality and aromanticism, but in the end, these are identities that aren't heteronormative and they will be hit with the same or similar bigotry as any other queer identity. I just get tired of this response after seeing it recycled for 10 years without ever seeming to go any further.
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Doesn’t matter if you write in a frequent basis, or once in a blue moon, just how many of us are there?
"humans are space orcs" this and "humans are the jack-of-all-trades race" that and "humans are the ones with a reputation for trying to fuck everything" and etc but you know what I don't see too often?
humans are the moms
compared to other species on earth, humans have a really outsized "protect baby" instinct. you give a human a thing and tell them it's actually a baby thing and many humans will suddenly develop a complete and total aversion to harming it, even if it's like, a writhing mass of slimy tentacles in no way reminiscent of human infants
cats domesticated us by figuring out that they could leave their kittens with us when they went out hunting and come back and probably still have the same number as before they left. there is a decent chance that wolves did the same thing
word gets around the less parenting-inclined species and they're just like, are you doing a long haul space voyage? going to have to lay some eggs in the course of the trip? take a few humans with you. yeah they'll just start training the young and keeping from them climbing into the machinery themselves you don't even have to find specialists. I know a guy who budded unexpectedly on a freight hauler halfway through a four year trip, and not only did the humans not eat his spawn, they set up this thing called "babysitting" where they'd take turns monitoring its survival and helping to teach it basic skills
hazard is that if you're going anywhere with xenofauna, you have higher than normal odds of the humans trying to smuggle some weird creature aboard ship, though. you gotta watch 'em. on their own homeworld their officials have to put up goddamn signs telling them not to feed dangerous wildlife or try to touch the babies. most of 'em do understand the regulations and about potential bio hazards but there always seems to be at least one that loses their goddamn minds because some avian chick got caught in a mudslide or something
I'm just here to tell you....
Now that other countries are requesting the Epstein files.
And now that they have the redacted parts and he redacted parts show what looks like mayhabsably human trafficking across country boarders.
There's nothing stopping other countries from being like "You participated in the trafficking of my citizens then the abuse and assault of my citizens. I want you to stand trial here."
Now depending on US cooperation, the US may not extradite these people. But then that country could issue what's called a Red Notice for that person which is "I want this person in my country to be tried for crimes against my citizens or on my land." Then that could limit where these people could travel outside of the US because it could trigger a forceful extradition.
And depending on how much outrage this causes, it could cause sanctions against the US and UN involvement if the US appears to be protecting people if several countries started wanting to charge people in the Epstein files for crimes against their citizens that were trafficked.
It's not as perfect as The US trying the people in the files, but since girls and women were trafficked from other countries, other countries absolutely have a legal say to do something.
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If you thought “hm those styles of art AND speech seem very familiar,” you are right because it is the same person that did these
Oh my god damn
i need to gush about how incredibly seamless her compositing is in these. Compositing is incredibly hard and time consuming work on a crisp clean digital image. But compositing into what seems to be a scanned photograph that was shot on film? Insane work. The film grain + photo paper texture is matched perfectly as well as the varying softness from being slightly out of focus in different amounts in each image. Each film stock has its own specific tone too some are warmer, others are more purply, or green and they all handle contrast with light and shadow completely differently. There was so much to take into account doing this and i really dont know how she did it other than maybe finding those locations again and shooting with the same film stock on a day with similar lighting. I cannot stress enough that for professional photographers doing complex compositing is mostly relegated to having a fully locked down camera set up in studio under controlled repeatable lighting. Super impressive and a really fantastic photo series truly.
@robinade YOU CANT JUST LEAVE THAT THERE hdhddhdydhdndhhfnff
so, funny story about my dad
many years ago, when my father was a young man, he was living in London, and he was not doing so in the strictly legal sense. plus he was squatting, and one of his roommates was a burglar. like, full on breaking into homes and stealing TVs kind of guy. not a group of people who wanted to attract the attention of police.
so one day, my dad dropped that roommate off at work (someone's house, I assume), and went to drive back to their squat on his roommate's motorcycle. let's assume the vehicle itself was of questionable legality, and my dad for sure didn't have a license to drive it. let alone anything that said that he was allowed to be in England in the first place. and my dad
gets caught
in a roundabout.
he cannot figure out how to get out. he hadn't been in the country too long, and was still figuring out how to navigate all of the weird things that for sure did not exist in Israel or Greece or anywhere else he had lived. and you know what? fair. I DID grow up in a country with those cursed circles, and I struggle with them sometimes myself.
now in this particular roundabout, there was a police car parked at the center, and those police officers watched him go around two times. and he figured that if he went around a third time, the police would pull him over and ask for documentation that he did not have.
now, another fact about my dad is that he has balls of steel. this man has made many choices that I would describe as....unwise. many of those choices involve brashly making illegal choices right in front of authority figures, and then talking himself out of them like a snake oil salesman.
so my dad. he drives that motorcycle right up to the cops at the center of that roundabout, and he says "excuse me. I'm a foreigner in your country, and I'm stuck in this roundabout. can you help me get out?"
and who would do that if they had anything to hide? that is a move made by someone who believes that police always act in his best interest. nothing suspicious going on here!
so he got escorted out of the roundabout by a police car, was bid good day by the helpful copper, and took himself back to his illegal dwelling on an illegal motorcycle which he was illegally driving in a country he was illegally living in, where he proceeded to do many more of the things that add up to his lore.
finding out jk rowling invited epstein over more than once is really the least surprising thing out of them
at this point i expect hp fans to delude themselves more into thinking somehow its not what it looks like when theres literally no other way to look at it
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GBYFD // Episode 12
All they want is to just keep each other safe