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@steepleowl
I bring a sort of “we owe it to each other to engage with or abstain from media in ways that make us (1) more compassionate and (2) less likely to perpetuate harm, because the content we consume can influence our attitudes and behaviors” vibe to life that the Internet doesn’t really like
everyone get on that haley blais wave STAT
whatever it’s “K crashes out and starts posting Spotify links” time
ignore me everyone i’m going through something
everyone get on that haley blais wave STAT
whatever it’s “K crashes out and starts posting Spotify links” time
everyone get on that haley blais wave STAT
I know in my heart that Ruut Pentarra and Brendol Hux get along swimmingly. No further comment.
🤝 Sleeping with women you’re not married to
🤝 Being horrible to your offspring
I guess it is entirely possible they’ve met, since Pentarra is apparently donating toward the Starkiller Base project for protection against the First Order. Maybe Brendol gets invited to some of those uh...parties…Pentarra always hosts
hey does everyone remember when i included resistance to interrogation training in hux’s personnel file
welp. more to come on this
The way Domhnall’s character in Peter Rabbit describes his eye color is so Hux-core it’s ridiculous
Ah, yes, of course. I feel like this was a major turning point in Hux eye colour discourse. Something something Arkanis seas and stardestroyers.
Ah, eye color discourse. This image is my North Star.
“I ain’t reading all that” your brain is rotting and shrinking
STAR WARS: THE FORCE AWAKENS [CONCEPT ART]
The Finalizer
If we’re tossing out songs we associate with the ABS blogiverse…I do think this one speaks for itself.
Gosh dang it I wish I still had that snippet I cut out of the Big Post. I cut it because it didn’t have to do with the story it was just a rabbit trail. Uhhhh let me try to recreate it real quick
First of all: Delicious. What a feast to wake up to this morning. I kept snagging on those threads in The Big Post, and I’m thrilled to see the squares that were cut out of the quilt, so to speak.
Second of all: I laughed OUT LOUD at the “Sex Dungeons Are Great Places for Moral Epiphanies” callback. Oh, Ben. Now is not the time.
Third of all: Everything about Ben’s perspective on Fannie’s relationship with the Force. “I didn’t like the way she the talked about denying herself; considering the Force as more important than herself; dedicating herself to its service. It all seemed way too Snoke-y to me, and it made me uncomfortable. It set off my alarms.” My heart. And then: “I’d never found anything I could really believe in—at least not consistently—and nothing ever really seemed to make sense to me. So I was willing to look past the things that made me uncomfortable in order to appreciate how…how founded she was, like a tree with its roots deep in the earth.” The love and sincere desire to appreciate—or at least accept—the things he can’t understand about her that’s expressed here. I need to lie down.
Fourth of all: “I wasn’t like her. But I liked sitting under her shade.” Begging, pleading, etc. that this line doesn’t get put on the chopping block.
VIBRATING. I am somewhat of a pathetic little creature and I have sometimes described myself as a creator like how Tinker Bell dies if people don’t clap for her and I swear, I know I need to work on it, but also. You are feeding me so hard bro 😭
🥲 I didn’t know anyone like, picked up on little details like that…how you talked about “snagging on the threads” haha
you WHAT. Okay so the backstory of why my Audience Approval Complex is SO BAD with the “novel” is because when I first posted it (at least to my perception, I saw no signs of it at least) nobody read it for like the first week. I had spent six months writing that—like, I was possessed, I was obsessed with it, that was the one thing I dedicated all my free time on, I was writing it at work thinking about it in bed jotting down notes on my phone that project was my LIFE between Nov 2024-Apr 2025. And then because it was, y’know, a 100,000 word story people just didn’t have time to read it at first or comment on it and I was CRUSHED and I have carried that feeling with me for the last year even though a handful of people did comment beautifully on it later and tell me how good it was etc.—I have just always carried the delusion that “nobody read it,” despite clear evidence to the contrary. I had actually written it in ORDER to get away from my validation complex—to take time away from the blog and the notes, to really just write, and I really did have so much fun—but watching each chapter post from the queue after I had spent six months and three drafts on it and get no reaction was like getting punched in the face every day at 5 PM Pacific so I just posted the whole thing at once and resolved to never look at it again. (But that project gave me Pennie Pentarra as we know her today. Before that project, Pennie was supposed to be…the dying sister in Little Women basically LOL who’s frail and helpless and dainty and basically just a prop for Fannie’s angst AND OH MAN that is NOT who Pennie became and I wouldn’t have it any other way) BUT LONG STORY SHORT. For you to remember that chapter title. And you actually remembered it better than I did or at least referenced it because I didn’t even quote it exactly lol. MEANS SO MUCH TO MEEEE I CAN’T EVEN TELL YOUUU part of why I was gonna cut that line from the future post was cuz I was like “okay I don’t think most people actually read that really long story so they will probably have no idea what I’m talking about” I’M SORRY FOR BEING SO PATHETIC I HAVE ISSUES
YESSS THANK YOU I’ve tried to figure out how to flesh out the…Ben and Fannie’s little interfaith relationship thing lol. At the very beginning I wondered why Fannie would choose him when her beliefs are like the most important thing to her; I think it’s a mixture of her crushing on him so bad that her choosing him is the first instance of her going against what she thinks is the right thing to do, and I think she also falls into a tendency of assuming more belief in him than he actually has because it’s in his family it’s in his blood he can blend in at the school he can parrot back a surface-level understanding of Jedi belief he can sense the Force sometimes when the plot points are plot-pointy enough. And that bit there, I was trying to explore why Ben would choose her, when he has so much of the “forced to go to Jedi school” baggage and derives contrarian enjoyment from arguing with people in a Redditor kind of way and also has the groomed-by-a-Force-abuser trauma and I think for him he has always seen Fannie as perfect, she was the first person who was really kind to him, who took a risk to save him, and so whatever criticisms he has toward Jedi in general he really can’t bring himself to apply to her. And I think some of his reluctance/resistance toward belief that he covers up with derision and criticism to feel more safe stems from a latent desire to have it, just that he’s scared to, and doesn’t know how to, and doesn’t have the “ability” to, and would prefer to go on avoiding the topic forever. So Fannie is like…she’s like the kite in the sky he can hold to from the ground.
*SLAMS FIST ON TABLE* GRANTED. Congratulations you have saved that line. I did love that line as well I just wasn’t sure if it had a place BUT I WILL MAKE IT HAVE A PLACE
And you caught me in making-connections-between-beloved-works mode, so:
“She used to say she was the kite and I was the line. She was a creature of the clouds, and I was a creature of the earth. And she’d say that without me, she’d become untethered, and she would float away…and then without her, I would just, you know, crash, just drop right down to the ground. You know, we still fought sometimes […] but it was different. We fought with love. She taught me that. You fight with love. You’re on the same team even in the middle of a fight. During the fight, you’re…you’re forgiven. There’s no fear. There’s no danger. You’re safe. It’s a beautiful way to be. You know, we weren’t perfect, but we were always kind. And we loved each other hard. And I love her today just as much as I did in the beginning. The kite and the line.” (The Haunting of Hill House, Netflix, 2018)
kill the boy, and let the man be born
(insp)
If we’re tossing out songs we associate with the ABS blogiverse…I do think this one speaks for itself.
Gosh dang it I wish I still had that snippet I cut out of the Big Post. I cut it because it didn’t have to do with the story it was just a rabbit trail. Uhhhh let me try to recreate it real quick
First of all: Delicious. What a feast to wake up to this morning. I kept snagging on those threads in The Big Post, and I’m thrilled to see the squares that were cut out of the quilt, so to speak.
Second of all: I laughed OUT LOUD at the “Sex Dungeons Are Great Places for Moral Epiphanies” callback. Oh, Ben. Now is not the time.
Third of all: Everything about Ben’s perspective on Fannie’s relationship with the Force. “I didn’t like the way she the talked about denying herself; considering the Force as more important than herself; dedicating herself to its service. It all seemed way too Snoke-y to me, and it made me uncomfortable. It set off my alarms.” My heart. And then: “I’d never found anything I could really believe in—at least not consistently—and nothing ever really seemed to make sense to me. So I was willing to look past the things that made me uncomfortable in order to appreciate how…how founded she was, like a tree with its roots deep in the earth.” The love and sincere desire to appreciate—or at least accept—the things he can’t understand about her that’s expressed here. I need to lie down.
Fourth of all: “I wasn’t like her. But I liked sitting under her shade.” Begging, pleading, etc. that this line doesn’t get put on the chopping block.
Death and the Maidens (1872) by Pierre Puvis de Chavannes
