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Dry Shanuary day 6: shelf stacker đź›’
I’ve not been able to stop thinking about this specific image of Shane in his too-small Joja uniform since @silly-billy-69 described it in her incredible Shane x Jodi fic. This one was pure self indulgence for me and I loved it.
Dry Shanuary prompts by @glazedsnail
Vaccinate your fuckin' kids.
[Image Description: A colored digital sketch of Barret and Marlene. Barret is carrying her in his prosthetic right hand while he high-fives her with his left, the two of them grinning at each other. Marlene's sleeve is rolled up, and both she and Barret have bright pink band-aids on their shoulders. /end ID]
lest we all forget:
It's spring now which means the kids in my city have started drawing hopscotches on the sidewalk and as a rule I do every hopscotch I see because 1. Use it or lose it (ability to scotch) and 2. If a child got down on the hardscrabble streets of Boston Massachusetts to draw a scotch the least I can do is use it, but in doing the hopscotches, I've learned that about 50% of them are the typical 8-10 step scotch and the other 50% are. Somewhat avant-garde. And of course I'm not vetting the entire scotch before I start it so sometimes it's like haha 8 steps woo! Childlike whimsy! And sometimes they're 20 steps or 30 or they've got a section with three squares instead of two where you have to do a little Charleston to step on all three, or, memorably, FORTY one foot squares. A full BLOCK of jumping on one foot but I'm no quitter so once I've started Jigsaw Junior's fuckin hopscotch gauntlet I'm there til the end just a daily pot smoker in her thirties jumping kasa-obake style through an affluent suburb while some little proto-kennedy watches from his bedroom window rubbing his sadistic little third grade hands together and cackling. It's amazing. I love spring.
the kids aren’t cooked, you just need to hang out with them in the woods.
I mean you meet these young people trapped in their classrooms or nuclear families in paved over neighborhoods, you are going to see them at the lowest points of forced routine, atomization, gutted autonomy, academic stress, you are going to see them at their worst. you’re going to see addictive behavior. bad social skills. lashing out. uncreativity. laziness and distraction. they do look totally cooked.
you need to take them into the woods
I do outdoor education work, and within minutes of any elementary to middle schooler getting free permission to mess around with their friends in a clearing, they’re curious and driven again. they’re asking each other questions and yeeting pinecones at trees (science) and using their bodies. sometimes for evil. as is developmentally right. they want to know the names of birds! they want to teach someone pokemon! they want to build stuff and kick stuff and tackle each other and you into the snow!
they’re basically fucking institutionalized for 90% of their lives but their spirits are alive. you need to take them into the woods you need to treat them like animals with powerful inner lives and they’ll show you they are.
and you, if you feel like you’re relating too much, remember that you can also take YOURSELF to the woods
So I had a hysterectomy today (hooray!) and I brought along my stuffed orca, Shamu, as a comfort object. And everyone i interacted with during my pre-op was like "Oh! Who's this?" so I was telling them all about him, how he's been with me since I was 9 and gone on every single vacation and road trip, and they were telling me about their own stuffed buddies (one lady said she still has hers after 40 years!) and all of this while I was signing consent forms and providing a list of the things I'd brought with me, you know, small talk.
So then a nurse comes over and goes "Okay, I've got some stickers I'll put on your things so we know they're yours" and I'm like "OK cool" so she puts a sticker on my coat and stickers on my bags of clothes and then she turns to Shamu and I'm like "oh I guess he gets a sticker too"
But no. She pulls out a hospital bracelet that's an exact copy of mine and slaps it on his tail, like so:
And i was delighted by this, so I took a picture to send to my friends, who were equally delighted, and were cracking me up with their reactions (like so:)
Anyway, they take me back and put me under, and when I awake groggily a few hours later it takes me a minute to get my bearings, so I don't notice Shamu at first. But then I realize he's tucked up next to me in the gurney, so I grab him, and my hand touches gauze.
And I'm like "huh?" so I look at him and I realize
They gave my fucking orca a hysterectomy
bud this isn't from 10 years ago this is from almost 20 years ago
happy 19th anniversary to freecupholder.exe
HAPPY 20TH ANNIVERSARY TO FREECUPHOLDER.EXE
I can't believe freecupholder.exe is almost old enough to drink alcohol from the cup it's holding
me and the mutuals are giving some minor characters rich inner worlds later if you wanna pull up. yeah its gonna be all day.
writing tip #3778:
you don't have to write every day to be a writer! you just have to feel guilty every day that you don't
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Going through Barheim I was struck by just how livid and obvious Basch's injuries are from being in the oubliette in Nalbina Dungeon. That's some serious scarring he's gonna be left with! He looks like he's been literally whipped, and yet he goes p much straight back out into the Estersand after Barheim with a sword like it's nothing.
And ofc this is without talking about how emaciated he is as well. He was in that cage for so long! Imagine how long it'd take him to get back to his true fighting form or even just any level of fitness really. We then basically nonstop hoof it around Ivalice with barely any time to rest, pushing himself to protect these people he's fallen in with - and his Queen of course - to protect his adopted country.
Imagine him taking off his clothes to sleep, having to rub ointments into his wounds and maybe cast some healing magicks to stave off any worsening. Idk man, idk. They just look so bad!! Ain't no way he's recovering from that so fast
Baby boy.....
I really think everyone needs to truly internalize this:
Fictional characters are objects.
They are not people. You cannot "objectify" them, because they have no personhood to be deprived of. They have no humanity to be erased. You cannot "disrespect" them, because they are not real.
I know this has good intentions, so I will just add the "how you treat them, even as objects of fiction, can speak about your own character, be careful out there"
Your addition is actually completely antithetical to my message. It is literally the opposite of what I am conveying.
Stop telling people to encourage the cop inside their head.
How you treat fictional characters, given they are entirely objects of fiction, does NOT necessarily speak to your own character, and you do not need to be "careful".
It is not dangerous to imagine dark things happening to fictional characters. It does not mean you are secretly a bad person. It does not mean you unconsciously want to hurt people in real life. It is not a "slippery slope" to doing bad things to people in real life. You cannot damage your brain or turn yourself into a bad person by consuming "dark" fanfic.
I can write tentacle noncon of my favorite character all day long and be a fierce anti-sexual assault advocate in real life because what I do in my head is not the same thing as what I do in real life.
These tags were too perfect to not include
In case y'all need pictures sorry it aint in crayon 🖍️-
Emmrich Volkarin.
bad cop / good dog
the monkey’s paw is really curling on the whole “they only talk about mass shooters/attempted mass murderers this way if they’re white” thing here
diversity win: the guy who tried to massacre more than a hundred Jewish children worked at a 4 star Lebanese restaurant with a mean shawarma
I return with the necessary Dara Horn excerpts:
“The delayed clarity on what exactly happened in Jersey City [2019 shooting] muted some of the public empathy that instantly followed the previous attacks. So did the identities of the attackers, both of whom were Black, and their targets, who were Hasidic Jews who, it has progressively become clear, many otherwise enlightened Americans view as absolutely fair game for bigotry.
This was obvious from reporting within hours of the attack, which gave surprising emphasis to the murdered Jews as "gentrifying" a "minority" neighborhood. This was remarkable, given that the tiny Hasidic community in question, highly visible members of the world's most consistently persecuted minority, in fact came to Jersey City fleeing gentrification, after being priced out of long-established Hasidic communities in Brooklyn. More tellingly, as the journalist Armin Rosen has pointed out, the apparently murderous rage against gentrification has yet to result in anyone using automatic weapons to blow away white hipsters at the newest Blue Bottle Coffee franchise. What was most remarkable about this angle, however, was how it was presented in media reports as providing "context."
The "context" supplied by news outlets after this attack was breathtaking in its cruelty. As the Associated Press explained in a news report about the Jersey City murders that was picked up by NBC and many other outlets, "The slayings happened in a neighborhood where Hasidic families had recently been relocating, amid pushback from some local officials who complained about representatives of the community going door to door, offering to buy homes at Brooklyn prices."
…New Jersey's state newspaper, the Star-Ledger, helpfully pointed out that "the attack that killed two Orthodox Jews, an Ecuadorian immigrant and a Jersey City police detective has highlighted racial tension that had been simmering ever since ultra-Orthodox Jews began moving to a lower-income community"—even though the assailants never lived in Jersey City, and apparently chose their target simply through internet searches for Jewish institutions in the New York area. The Washington Post began its analysis of the murders by announcing that Jersey City "is grappling with whether the attack reflects underlying ethnic tensions locally and fears that it could spark new ones" even though the rest of the article described in detail how "longtime black residents and ultra-Orthodox implants alike say that they haven't experienced significant ethnic tensions here." Nonetheless, readers were informed, "the influx of Hasidic residents comes as many of the longtime black residents feel increasingly squeezed." This was all about gentrification, the public learned. The assailants, who wore socially acceptable clothing, were expressing an understandable communal sentiment. The newly dead Jews, on the other hand, were members of the unharassed majority, despite being the country's top hate-crime target according to the FBI. They were also rich, despite experiencing the same poverty rate as the rest of New York and New Jersey. On top of that, they wore unfashionable hats. So it kind of made sense that people wanted to murder their children with high impact explosives.
I was not able to find any similar "context" in media reports after the 2015 massacre at a Black church in Charleston, South Carolina, or the 2016 massacre at an LGBTQ nightclub in Orlando, Florida, or the 2019 massacre at a Walmart in El Paso, Texas frequented by Latino shoppers—all hate-crime attacks that unambiguously targeted minority groups. In each of those cases, as was true in Jersey City, media coverage included sympathetic pieces about the victims, along with investigative pieces about the perpetrators, the latter focused on how perpetrators were drawn into violent irrational hatred… No one covered [the] "context," because doing that would be bonkers. It would be hateful victim-blaming, the equivalent of analyzing the flattering selfies of a rape victim in lurid detail in order to provide "context" for a sexual assault.”
— Pages 211-213
well, no, nobody “tacked on” terrorism due to his race.
Omar Mateen called 911 himself to explicitly tell hostage negotiators that he was motivated by US military action in Syria and Iraq, swore allegiance to ISIS, and threatened to take out the entire city block with explosives he claimed to have in his van. He also posted a manifesto on Facebook. every part of that is terrorism whether you’re an Arab Muslim, a White Evangelical, or a gay Latino.
the part we don’t have solid proof of is how much he was aware of/motivated by Pulse being a gay club or that it was Latin night (ultimately, imo, it’s irrelevant; the impact outweighs the intent. and even if a terrorist blindly selects a soft target based on a lack of security, the fact a minority-focused club is less likely to have the resources & thus more likely to be targeted isn’t irrelevant) (if you murder 50 people and 90% of them are queer and/or Latin, you still murdered more queer and Latin people than most serial killers have victims total).
But the fact that it was terrorism is the least controversial fact surrounding the shooting.
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