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will we make it out of the first round? probably not. will we have a weirdly horny time anyway? YOU KNOW IT BABEY!

im also probably missing like- just a ton of info but this was what i could think of at the time <3 we are fueled by love and questionable choices

ALLCAPS BABEYYYYY 🦅🦅🦅

(tagging @stereax ✨)

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At this point I trust Walter as far as I can throw him.

And it's not the whole book. The family lawyer, Marian, and the housekeeper at Blackwater Park all wrote about Laura as a person. They all had slightly different ideas of what kind of person she was, but none of them seemed to act as though she had no interiority. Even Frederick Fairlie, in knowing Laura would decline to visit him as long as Marian was ill, showed some awareness of Laura the person.

Walter is (so far as I remember) the only point of view character to both write about his time with Laura and give the impression that she is less a person and more a doll.

Fosco has made the story briefly interesting again. Excellent villainy. Plus this bit, after learning Walter has married Laura:

I could see that I sank in his estimation as a dangerous man from that moment. He shut up the drawer at once, folded his arms over his breast, and listened to me with a smile of satirical attention.

In Fosco's mind Laura is not, herself, worthy of any consideration. She is a tool for acquiring money. I think Fosco had assumed he was dealing with Marian's champion, or perhaps even Marian's proxy, and is disappointed. Walter seems less dangerous because now Fosco equates him with Glyde.

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Maybe a hot take The PWHL mvp award should be named after someone who played hockey. We definitely do not need three different trophies named after owners

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Aviation really is one of humanity's best endeavors.

when something bad happens, everyone within radio range drops whatever they're doing to help

entire regions will voluntarily clear themselves of traffic to accommodate a single passenger aircraft in trouble

after an air disaster, the rules are reviewed to see if there was anything that could be done to prevent the disaster, and if so the rules are changed

with a few exceptions, pretty much any aircraft from any country on earth can communicate with and land at any foreign airport

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Oh, we get Fosco's point of view? I can't wait. He fascinates me as well, even though it means another point of view where Laura is an object rather than a person.

Fosco has made the story briefly interesting again. Excellent villainy. Plus this bit, after learning Walter has married Laura:

I could see that I sank in his estimation as a dangerous man from that moment. He shut up the drawer at once, folded his arms over his breast, and listened to me with a smile of satirical attention.

In Fosco's mind Laura is not, herself, worthy of any consideration. She is a tool for acquiring money. I think Fosco had assumed he was dealing with Marian's champion, or perhaps even Marian's proxy, and is disappointed. Walter seems less dangerous because now Fosco equates him with Glyde.

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There's a cryptid out there that makes the vampires in the subway station afraid, and the warlocks the public park are scared of it. It's something big, with huge black feathered wing, and branches for antlers, and golden eyes like melting amber.

When it walks by security cameras are struck blind, and advertisements are bleached until the paper they're printed on is nothing but pale white. And the spikes that are there to chase away beggars and songbirds melt like icicles in the spring. And when it touches someone, the microplastics drain from their blood, and they're healthy in a way no creature on this earth is supposed to be healthy.

Its pure anticapitalism, not just ideologically but physically. It repells capitalism the same way that antifreeze repells ice, and how antimagic repells spells. It's very body destroys those sins, it's existence rejects them. It's terrifying, but only because of the things it needs to scare.

And when it's very late, it'll find humans it needs to hurt. Police officers picking on some helpless victim will see it out of the corner of their eyes and run. And bosses will see it flying by their office, right as they were abusing an employee, right when they know it's too late for them. And right before a landlord kicks out a tenant, they might see it, and suddenly cover their rent, or else they fear they'll find their body with the others, as broken an mangled as their soul.

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1929 Bullock's Wilshire Department Store was located at 3050 Wilshire Boulevard, Los Angeles, California. From Art Deco, FB.

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TWO HOURS AGO: an incredible photo taken by a ut austin student capturing something deeply poetic in my opinion, a line of state troopers eagerly waiting to arrest student protesters standing just behind a sign that reads "what starts here changes the world. its starts with you and what you do each day."

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HAPPENING NOW: passover seder from our comrades in columbia's liberated zone/gaza solidarity encampment. this encampment is a profoundly religious space. we've seen muslim protesters praying multiple times a day, a christian communion was held, and multiple jewish prayers/celebrations have taken place. solidarity is a beautiful thing, palestine will be free.🖤🇵🇸

edit: @saffronlesbian was kind enough to make an image description for this post!

[id: a tweet from Arielle Angel @/ArielleLAngel with a photo of a large group of university students, most of whom are wearing surgical or kN95 masks, sit on a large tarp on the ground, inside of the circle formed by several tents. in the middle of the circle is a collection of several containers of food, a protest sign that reads, "pesach means solidarity and liberation" (note: pesach is the hebrew word for passover), and a person kneeling and holding up the seder plate, upon which can prominently be seen a boiled egg and a large orange. the tweet's caption reads, " Explaining the seder plate at the Colombia encampment. These students truly embody the meaning of Passover in their provisional seder and their commitment to liberation." /end id.]

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Also, the way I understand Fosco's character, he doesn't like physical violence and thinks murder is beneath him. It's a last resort, something you only do if you're not clever enough to come up with a better solution. It's too brutish (too masculine).

Once he knows Walter is there as Laura's husband, he knows Walter has prioritized restoring Laura's social position over any vengeance (which he couldn't be sure of if Walter were acting for Marian), and thus Fosco can protect himself (and whatever his mission was) without lowering himself to murder.

Fosco has made the story briefly interesting again. Excellent villainy. Plus this bit, after learning Walter has married Laura:

I could see that I sank in his estimation as a dangerous man from that moment. He shut up the drawer at once, folded his arms over his breast, and listened to me with a smile of satirical attention.

In Fosco's mind Laura is not, herself, worthy of any consideration. She is a tool for acquiring money. I think Fosco had assumed he was dealing with Marian's champion, or perhaps even Marian's proxy, and is disappointed. Walter seems less dangerous because now Fosco equates him with Glyde.

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Submitted by @sky-the-snail-fanatic

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Transfem Stevie who figures it out when she goes to a gay bar with Robin (post s3?) and meets another transwoman and has a Huh, you can do that? moment.

i sort of Went Off on this one lmaoo. bc im incapable of not steddifying everything this is now T4T Steddie 2: This Time They're Lesbians- with trans girl eddie cracking stevie's egg

PLEASE NOTE: this is set in the 80s, so they use kind of outdated terminology for trans people. also there's a d slur used in a positive, self-ID way. overall the vibes are good but the language is questionable. do with that what you will lol

When Robin asks Steve to be her ‘emotional support heterosexual’ (her words) for her first visit to an Indianapolis gay club, Steve prepares himself for a night of ‘hey, have you met my friend Robin’, pointedly not hitting on any girls, and politely declining offers of drinks and dances from guys until he’s buzzed enough to admit he’s curious. And so far, that’s exactly what he’s been doing. Robin’s off dancing with a girl after Steve assured her about ten times that he’d be fine on his own. He’s just debating whether or not his inhibitions are lowered enough to go dancing when his thoughts are interrupted by a voice to his right.

“Steeeeeeeve Harrington.”

Steve turns, already cringing. Anyone who says his name with a tone like that is someone who is not going to be thrilled with seeing him in a gay club. The thing is, Steve has no idea who this person is. Can’t even really tell if they’re a guy or a girl. Their features are fairly masculine, all lean muscles and square chin, but they’ve got long, wild hair and heavy eye makeup. The cropped muscle tank with ‘Massive Dyke’ printed in lurid red muddies the waters even further.

“Oh, hey… uh…” Yeah, Steve’s pulling a complete blank. They look kind of familiar? He’s definitely seen them around. Somewhere. 

They roll their eyes. “Not surprised King Steve doesn’t recognise me. Especially looking like this. What are you doing here?”

Steve sighs a little. “I’m here with a friend. She was nervous to come alone so I’m here for moral support and wingmanning.”

“Yeah, sure,” they scoff, and Steve frowns even more.

“Look, I know I was a dick in high school. And I’m genuinely sorry if I was a dick to you. But that was four years ago. I’ve grown up, and I’m here to be a good friend. Can you let me do that?”

The person blinks, and then looks a little sheepish. “Okay, yeah, that’s fair,” they say, before extending a hand. “And it’s Eddie. Eddie Munson.”

Steve smiles and shakes the offered hand. “Oh, yeah! You ran that club my kids went to- dungeons and dragons, right? Cool to see you again, dude!”

Eddie’s face does a complicated little wiggle before- “Uh, not a dude, man.”

“Wait, what?”

“I’m a girl, now. Still Eddie, though, it’s just short for Edith now. Have you heard of transsexuals?”

Steve shakes his head. “I’m pretty new to this. I know, like. Five words.”

“Well, easiest way to put it is that I was born a guy, but I feel more like a girl, so now I’m, like, switching.”

“Switching…” Steve says, trying his best to look genuinely interested and confused. He generally doesn’t struggle too hard to look confused, but he’s a little worried Eddie will think he’s being a dick about it. “You can do that?”

Eddie snorts, gesturing down to herself. “Clearly.”

“Huh,” Steve says. Frankly, this is blowing his mind. “Why doesn’t everyone do that, then? Like, no one likes being a guy.”

“Ye- wait, what?”

“Like, the sexism of being a girl would suck, obviously. But everything else sounds great! Like, you get prettier clothes and you can wear makeup- and girls are so nice to other girls, I've always been kind of jealous of that.”

Eddie looks shocked, but Steve's on a roll now, almost forgetting she's there as he continues thinking aloud. “And like. Girls’ bodies are just. Better, y'know? Like what do guys have, muscles? Girls can have muscles too, but girls are just so… like, everyone wants boobs, right?”

Eddie has a strange look on her face. “I mean, I do. Because I’m transsexual.”

“When you’re transsexual, do you get boobs? Like, do you- wait, is that rude? I feel like I wouldn’t ask another girl about her boobs.”

Eddie’s silent for a moment, looking at Steve in bewilderment, before she seems to collect herself. She takes a swig of her beer and then smiles at him. It looks both welcoming and like she’s in on a secret, and puts Steve at ease. He can see why the kids were so obsessed with her in high school.

“You know what, ordinarily it would be kind of rude, but I have a feeling this conversation is… not what I thought it was gonna be,” she says, and Steve tilts his head a bit in confusion. “So yeah, I do have boobs. You can take estrogen as a little pill, and it basically does puberty for you again. You get boobs, a little extra fat on your hips and thighs, and your skin gets softer. Here, feel.”

And then Eddie takes Steve’s hand and slides it up her shirt. His brain immediately turns off. And yeah, there’s definitely a gentle swell there. They’re small, but Steve can feel the squish of them. Her nipples are pierced. Steve thinks he might die.

“Wow,” he squeaks, about five embarrassing octaves higher than his normal tone. “Cool!”

Eddie grins as she removes his hand from her tit. “Yeah, cool. I’d let you fondle them a little more, sweetheart, but they’re still growing. Kind of sore.”

Steve blushes, rubbing his hand on his thigh and desperately trying to will his boner down. “Man, I wish I could grow boobs,” he sighs, a little wistfully.

“You can, y’know,” Eddie says, with a little chuckle and a soft smile. “What’s stopping you?”

That. Steve hasn’t considered that. A hundred things come to his lips- he’s not like that, he’s not one of those- a hundred things that he knows are absolutely terrible reasons. If Robin were here she’d either be whacking him upside the head or giving him that really sad look she does whenever he’s mean to himself.

“Hey,” Eddie says, speaking softly and laying a gentle hand on Steve’s knee. It shocks him out of his spiral as he looks up into her big brown eyes. “Y’know, I’ve got some makeup in my van. If you wanted to try some things out. No one here will judge you.”

“I- yeah,” Steve is breathless. “I’d like that. Uh- my friend-”

“Oh, is she real? I’ll be honest, I kinda thought you were doing the ‘oh I’m not gay I’m just here for a friend’ thing.”

Laughing, Steve looks out over the crowd. “No, she’s real. Let me just let her know I’ll be gone for a moment- honestly she’s probably halfway to third base with some girl anyway-”

And sure enough, Robin is more than ready to let Steve wander off once he peels her off a pretty girl on the opposite side of the club. He rejoins Eddie, who leads him down the street towards her van and helps him into the back. She takes out her makeup bag, cracking jokes about their wildly different styles while she delicately brushes powder over his face. She generously refrains from threatening to take his eye out with the eyeliner pencil (more than once at least), and apologises for not having anything more ‘babygirl’ than her bright red lipstick. Steve can definitely say this is the most fun he’s ever had in the back of a van.

Finally, masterpiece done, Eddie rummages in her bag for a little compact, presenting it to Steve with a dumb little bow. Steve takes it with a roll of his eyes, and prepares himself with a deep breath.

The person in the mirror is beautiful. Glowing skin, huge doe eyes lined with smokey eyeliner and lashes a mile long, practically sinful lips. Steve almost doesn’t recognise himself, except that he does. He really, really does, in a way he now realises he never really has before. It’s the first time he’s ever looked at his face in the mirror and not wanted to change anything.

“You’re a really pretty girl, Stevie,” Eddie says with a gentle smile.

Steve can’t look away from the mirror. “Yeah,” she says, a red-lipped grin stretching across her face. “I really am.”

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funniest moment in pwhl history

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i hope that the discussion about student protests does not get reduced to "privileged rich kids faffing around at an ivy league school." setting aside that tenuous claim, over the last week, protests have erupted over the entire country. a few days ago, riot police beat, pepper-sprayed, and arrested NYU faculty shielding students; protests started at the university of southern california when the admin cancelled the valedictorian's speech; encampments appeared at the university of southern carolina, UT dallas, the university of maryland, the university of new mexico, IUPUI, virginia tech, the university of virginia, the university of illinois, the university of north carolina — chapel hill, the university of pittsburgh, uc berkeley, the university of michigan — ann arbor, MIT, emerson, tufts, the university of rochester, rice, swarthmore, the new school, vanderbilt university, with students arrested; students protested or walked out at miami university, northwestern, temple, the 5 claremont colleges: pomona, pitzer, scripps, harvey mudd, and claremont mckenna, stanford, washington university in st louis, students were arrested at ohio state, students were confronted by riot police at cal poly humboldt, after which they occupied campus, students were arrested at the university of minnesota — twin cities, after which faculty walked out; and yes, there are protests at the other ivies, most notably yale, with students facing mass arests after encampments, but there is also an encampment at brown, protests appeared at cornell, princeton faculty issued a statement of solidarity while students are preparing an encampment, and harvard banned the undergraduate palestine solidarity committee. there are thousands of students who are protesting for palestine across the entire country, facing harassment, arrest, and suspension in return