love that kids are emo again. i love walking into the grocery store or goodwill and seeing some teenage emo kid all decked out walking around with their mom or something
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love that kids are emo again. i love walking into the grocery store or goodwill and seeing some teenage emo kid all decked out walking around with their mom or something
Avatar AU where Aang wakes up like 3 days before Sozin's Comet returns and he has to speedrun the entire series.
The south pole and north pole exist on the same map file so if you break out of bound you can get from one to the other without having to travel the world.
Zuko's redemption stat and hair stat are tied to the same variable, so if you put the right wig on him he becomes automatically redeemed.
Toph's Earthbending allows for ample sequence breaks. If you create a ramp next to the Ba Sing Se wall you could launch yourself straight into the season 2 finale.
Unfortunately you have to complete Bato of the Water Tribe because otherwise June won't appear in the finale, softlocking from you beating the Fire Nation.
It's not actually necessary; but everyone always stops at the southern air temple to pick up Momo. It's become a tradition, where the speed runs are automatically invalidated if you didn't get him.
If I see you doing a Momoless run I’m unsubscribing.
Honestly I’m just waiting for Jetskip to actually become viable. The current setup messes up Katara’s morality stats too much to be worth it.
The only way to do that is to find a way to sequence break the bloodbending portion, which isn’t possible unless you do a a Momoless run. And considering the maneuverability boost Momo gives (with the minimal reduction to flight speed), it’s not worth it. It actually adds ten seconds to the average run and it’s really frame-perfect. One mistake, and you have to start all over again.
Fun fact: you get locked out of Momo once you get to the “free the Earthbenders” part. One guy found a glitch that triggers a cutscene that automatically gives you Momo on Kyoshi island though. It shaves twenty seconds, but then you have to make a mad dash to the eel for that portion… Which everyone has already optimized, so no big deal.
Something that I first applied to working with children, and have applied in a limited form to working with adults: you don't need to tell someone when they read your instructions wrong. Sometimes it's enough to point out what they did right and then whatever they didn't do? You ask them to do it in more precise words, and you make it sound like it's a new request. Remarkable how fast things get done this way.
This is also a habit I built up from emergency response training. If I say "I need you to bring me a first aid kit and an accident report" and you bring me just a first aid kit, it's so much more efficient to say "thanks now can you bring me an accident report" than "I asked you to bring an accident report why didn't you bring me one".
Once you've internalized "a person bleeding out is one of the worst times to start an argument" you start to wonder what other tasks could get accomplished without arguing
You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.
Daniel Saint
Selkie Spring/Summer 2023
Blud, Rachel McKibbens
[ Text ID: If you could / destroy the story before it started, would you -- / go back -- before the unnameable thing? ]
I'm interested to know- what themes reoccur continually in your art, writing, or music.
For me it's:
- The difference between Nice and Good.
- Broken, scarred people who are rightly considered scary also being empathetic and tender.
- The unique character of female rage.
- The stripping of glamour and heroism from violence in settings that generally romanticise it (historical fiction, fantasy fiction etc)
— Jean Rhys, from “Wide Sargasso Sea.”
[Text: "If I was bound for hell let it be hell. No more false heavens. No more damned magic. You hate me and I hate you. We'll see who hates best. But first, first I will destroy your hatred. Now. My hate is colder, stronger, and you'll have no hate to warm yourself. You will have nothing." End text]
Day 12: Flying
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"𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑔𝑜𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑎𝑛, 𝑂𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑔𝑜𝑑."
—Melanie Exler
The poem tries to offer a kinder reality, and the reader has the good fortune of testing that reality out for themselves. Living out various proposals for empathy.
Wendy Xu, interviewed by Kaveh Akbar for divedapper (via bostonpoetryslam)
the raven cycle is hilarious because blue and gansey are living in a coming of age romcom and adam and ronan are living in a supernatural horror film and then when they all hang out it immediately turns into an 80s treasure hunting brotherhood flick. and then they go their separate ways and adam and ronan immediately start battling the horrors again while blue and gansey eat yogurt
“I will never know peace but I will always know joy” is too deep a thought when the context is I have a weak tolerance, intense love of, jalapeño peppers, so maybe apply this to like heart break or war or skinny dipping
Back at it again a few days later and it’s just past breakfast (poorly played trombone noise)
(Taps a cherry lollipop against a coffee mug, a la a cigarette against an ash try, as I stare in longing and horror at my midnight chili pot) The devil is home in my heart, I know I must give my due
“Eat less hot peppers” is kind advice and I do sincerely appreciate it but you must understand one thing first — before anything else, before all other factors in the equation, I am a foolish person.
("Over Your Shoulder" from Calexico, one of the really slow, wordless melancholy songs from This American Life plays in the background)
The night, my friends, is darker than one imagines darkness can be, and on the edge of comfort and sharpness in regards to temperature
I have seen the moon, I have seen her face, I have heard her voice, I have been to her court, I have received her blessings
I am not afraid, which is a bit of a lie, but therein brews bravery, in this chamber, hidden in the heart. I shall add yet another jalapeño to this chili. Let the fire rage, I will not back down.
(To be abundantly clear this is 100% literally about my demand for really hot chili, there is zero symbolism, I just really, stupidly, love adding more peppers than my stomach can handle to food)
"Again, my love?" the devil will ask as I descend into Hell's waiting gates, as I approach the mistress of fire's waiting arms.
"It is nearly Valentine's Day, my ember, how can I not spend it with your torture?"
Avert your heart, stars, I must travel in darkness, and into the gaping maw of doom I must travel alone.
Oh sweet moon, Whom has sought a life of joy for your cleric,
Look away, I begof you
Or forgive me, I plead
Though your servant, Always
Humble, Obedient
I remain Faulty, Mortal, Foolish
Yves Olade, from Slaughterhouse; “Sugar Apple”
small like trapped having a panic attack while on a zoom call in my job. small like covering my face with a fist so nobody sees my teeth chattering. white knuckle capitalism. small like i have no global influence. small like holy shit the state of the world. small like yelp asked me if i registered to vote, small like i've been voting. small like can i take a breath for a moment. small like shaking in a corner.
small like therapy is in 6 days and 12 hours. small like the 15 minutes to hold my dog and breathe in the smell of his fur and then go back to my assignments. small like i have been running from the horror for so long, and the horror comes anyway. the horror never holds off. and i hold it anyway, because i have to, and there's nothing else i can do, except feel the smallness and the fear, and hope to god something goes right for once.
small like - i want a boring life! i want my life and everyone else's life to be boring. i want to go back into the past and pull out the 7 year old who was annoyed by the stagnant air. i want to tell her - it's good nothing moves right now. it's okay. the quiet is a calmness. there's something very precious there.