write as rain

i haven't quite been feeling myself lately.

[theartofanimation]

Jenny Yu  -  http://jennyyuu.tumblr.com  -  https://www.instagram.com/yeuujjn  -  http://jennyyu.squarespace.com  -  http://neocha.com/magazine/between-fantasy-reality  -  https://dribbble.com/jennyyu

[theartofanimation]

Jason McLean  -  http://jasonmclean.tumblr.com  -  https://www.instagram.com/porkbellyramen

[kafkasdiariies]

Saint Chapelle by motodraconis

[canadian]

Rainbow Mountain, Peru

[1920552-deactivated20200424]

“You have a cold cold smile. You were burned, you were about to burn, you’re still on fire.”

— Richard Siken, from “Straw House, Straw Dog” 

[casualistic]

[the-devil-wears-zara]

[nevver]

London calling, Kowalski

[iamatinyowl]

Every time I reread the Hunger Games trilogy I become more furious about the movie representation.

These books were about an indigenous woman (with a brain injury in book 3) living in poverty overthrowing a corrupt white government.

She was demisexual, had stomach hair, was not even remotely romantically driven (and canonically didn’t even find romance until after she had finished a revolution.)

And Peeta was disabled and physically abused as a child and they both suffered from mental health problems and the parallel between the Capitol and the ruling rich was so very transparent.

And I’m seeing fun coloured makeup in stores labeled “Capitol colours from the Hunger Games”!

These books were about the revolution of the most oppressed taking over the extravagance and elitism and decadence of the ruling class while citizens starved.

These books were a parallel to our current social dynamics, they were a call to arms. They were a battle cry for the impeding ruin of the rich white ruling class.

And the movies portrayed them as a fantasy, a romance story, a cute little tale. When the real story in the books was one of strength and upheaval and shifting paradigms and revolutions.

[iamatinyowl]

And like…… the death of a young Black child sparked the rebellion.

When Katniss thinks about running away in the second book it is the memory of Rue that makes her decide to stay and “cause all kinds of trouble.”

That is an indigenous woman deciding that the death of a Black child is so horrific and unacceptable that she needs to start an entire uprising about it. That is WOC solidarity.

Then again, when Katniss is talking with Peeta about not leaving he literally, canonically and verbally SAYS it’s because of Rue.

The movies did not lend enough weight to the injustice and violence that Black women face; they didn’t waste any time in deciding the rebellion came from their White Katniss’s determination to overthrow the Capitol.

The movies purposely and aggressively erased all of the racial oppression and power and dynamics that were so apparent in the books.

They made Katniss white, they made Gale white, they erased Peeta’s amputation, they seriously diminished the PTSD both of them faced (which was actually one of the more accuract accounts of PTSD I had ever read in the books), they drastically lessened the weight and importance of Rue’s death.

Anyway, fuck the movies. The books are miraculous. Right down to the respect of survival sex workers. Right down to the power imbalances of society being set in the hands of a violent old white man who has surgery to appear younger.

[spoonmeb]

The author said these books was based on her interpretation of kids’ experiences in war torn Vietnam and Iraq. None of these kids were supposed to be white.

[paperbackbones]

‘Tom Riddle was a liar and, like all liars, he loved stories.’

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[nemfrog]

”Our Earth is peppered with some 20,000 tons of stardust a year.” Children’s science book. 1947.

[i-doll]

2507; 34°C in the shade

[writereadings]

I still think a lot about that post about the traumatised YA hero returning home and not knowing how to deal with the real world now that her adventures are over. 

It will get written. eventually. 

[deadratsinmyfreezer]

Jellyfish Art

[letheane-deactivated20200121]

–and each night my heart / protested its future

Louise Glück, from ‘Faithful and Virtuous Night’ (via sempiternele)

[propinquitous]

been thinking a lot lately about why so many of us are deeply attached to remus and for me, i think it’s because he was what i wanted from my teachers. he was practical; his lessons were fun and he was never cruel to students; he was supportive and gave harry extra instruction when he needed it but boundaries were mostly maintained, and you never doubted that remus was an adult, someone you could count on if you were in trouble and that would respect you and speak to you like a person but still knew you were a child and didn’t expect anything of you beyond that.

and then you add to that what fandom built, the hurt and the betrayal after sirius was gone, the marauders history that j.k. will never quite get right; the way he jokes and makes off-color innuendo that is just this side of subtle; the worn elbows on his jumpers and his abiding love of chocolate that means so much more than just recovering from a dementor encounter; the way he gets nauseous when he’s nervous and the way he was never quite able to let go of the hope that his friend did not betray him.

the books gave us this incredibly sympathetic adult that we believed would believe in us, and we took him and spun his history into this thing we knew he had to have, something quiet and aching that resulted in a man who would always be there if you needed him. it’s so important to me that remus’ history is traumatic and yet he became such a caring person, someone with so much love in his heart and who wants with every ounce of him to be good despite the darkness he didn’t ask for.

he became one of the most absurdly admirable people in canon, not just because he was kind and gentle and good, but also because he had every reason to be callous and cruel, and i think it means so much to us because we want that for ourselves.

[puppyvegeta-deactivated20190313]

My heart just melted. That’s exactly the reason why I’m so attached to him.

[songofachilles]

what a strange constellation they all were