sorry to ask again but I only have $8 and the only food in my house is potatoes and yogurt, I have no lunch food for work next week 😭 I only need $55 to be able to buy myself some groceries until I'm paid in a week and would very much appreciate the help!!
venm0: ben-cg
p@ypal: benccg
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absolutely hate when i can't think of where a quote or saying comes from but i know it absolutely comes from some piece of media i've consumed in the past and i agonize over trying to trace it back to the source and then give it up, and then i'm watching a piece of media and bam i found the root of the phrase and it's like. thor ragnarok. or something.
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I’m gonna do a more formal archive post soon!! This blog isn’t coming back, but I want to come back to political and philosophical writing, and I might start by compiling my favorite parts of this blog into a neater and more readable format in a more permanent & professional place.
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I was wondering who kipperlily was reminding me of, and I finally remembered last night—ocean from ride the cyclone. as in, yes, these morals are fucked but also this is a child. it is the moral duty of the adults around her to foster better morals and traits like compassion and empathy. I can’t blame her for being so primed to be taken advantage of; that being said, if/when that influence is removed and if she is given a chance to change, that is on her.
in a meta sense, brennan has established that there is a difference in the teenage villains he creates, and the vast majority of them are not pure irredeemable evil—they were influenced/groomed into their role and given external support/the ability to be free from that and change, they take it. how I’m seeing it, that’s being set up for at least a few of the rat grinders.
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The Prefect is prone to dreams that drown them, blurring their lines between imagination and reality– prophetic in its tellings yet draining in its strain.
(A short narration of short moments in time.)
Yue wakes up a disoriented, disillusioned mess. They often do, with how deeply sleep claims them and how verbose their dreams are spun. When their consciousnes, at last, returns to their clutch, eyes unscrewing to reveal the waking world, Yue is left winded: more tired than refreshed.
It takes a few seconds – minutes, sometimes, to readjust.
Blink. Their mouth opens to ask a question about some distant dream now well beyond their fingertips.
Blink. They ground themself in the present. “I'm in Ramshackle. It's morning.”
Blink. Yue rubs away the remaining vestiges of sleep, streching their stiff limbs back to loose movement.
And up they go, beginning the day.
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i saw that you used to hint at oc stuff on twitter (don't ask me why im digging im looking for zola stuff lmao) why don't you post more about them?
i am simply terrified that if i post oc things online someone will steal the concept and run with it faster and better than i ever could have and then i will be devastated forever and ever
more seriously i have very little to show for any of my oc things (adhd brain making life difficult as per usual awawawawawa) and every time i've shared oc things in the past i've ended up never following up on it and it makes me feel bad and guilty so i've just convinced myself i will Never talk about my ocs until i have something substantial i can put out there
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also. amber gris as a character is really important to me as an appalachian.
not just her accent or the specific type of person justin based her off of but like
the feeling of losing someone to addiction/overdose while the government does nothing to help, just criminalizes and stigmatizes and makes things worse. which obviously happens in more places than just around here, but we have one of the highest rates of overdose death in the whole country and that whole set of scenes felt like they were really informed by growing up around that
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