#broken objects

[pluralprompts]

Prompt #542

Write about a system accidentally breaking something important to them!

[mariammagsi]

“Pieces of my heart”

Broken objects, poetry, black chadar (veil), decaying plants from a bouquet gifted with love, intact memories

Images+Text © Mariam Magsi 2022

It’s hard for me to let go of objects associated with family.

Things keep breaking.

Things keep breaking.

Things keep breaking.

I store the broken shards and chalky specks of ancient memories in a blue towel underneath the bed

Hidden away from prying eyes.

Still broken, but somewhat whole.

Where I come from, they say:

Koi cheez tooti? Bala tali Jaldi phainko

Did something break? An obstacle has been diverted Discard immediately

Today, I released the revolving pieces of the puzzle into the darkness of my heart

Because whoever said light is good and dark is evil has never floated in the middle of the ocean

Dark Is beautiful Dark Is desire Dark Is pure Dark Is love

Their faces come roaring to the surface of the water, sometimes

Especially on the nights that feel heavy but pass by like drifting morning dew

“We’re not in these objects, dear child! Close your eyes. Listen to the ferocious beat of the drum in your chest. We’re right there. In the crevices of your heart!”

Image 1: A porcelain, gold-plated, hand-painted Ashtray that was acquired in France, made in Japan, in the 80s during Ammi’s global travels, while flying her way to independence, with Pakistan International Airlines.

Images 2: Glass milk pitcher that belonged to my mother.

Image 3: Tea cup gifted from my paternal aunt.

Image 4: One of the last items Ammi ever bought for me: a highly functional mug that came with a metal strainer, a lid to keep tea warm, and a mixing teaspoon. It was made in Spain, and purchased in the United Arab Emirates before traveling to Pakistan, to follow its demise in Canada.

[nocek]

Is it a stupid idea? Yes. Did I have to go overboard and animate it? No.

But I had to and I'm not sorry ;P

[moongothic]

Going back to this thing briefly

When adapting this chapter into an episode Toei did not explain nor demonstrate to us what the fuck that spike was (instead they gave us Sables #378545), so we're no closer to finding out what kinda new moves Crocodile might have up his sleeve, whether that really was a Haki-infused sand spike or what

But when I was checking the melting point of sand out of curiosity (to figure out if Crocodile has a fighting chance against Akainu, which in theory he does because Akainu isn't hot enough to melt sand (in theory)), I was reminded of the fact that sand is mostly made of silica

Or, in other words, quartz. Sand is, on average, made of crystal. Of course, sand is also made of other things and other minerals (not just quartz), but if we wanted to assume Croc's DF is made of one element and one element alone, then let's just assume it's 100% silica, right

And now I can't help but to wonder now though

Could Crocodile have learned a new technique where he somehow compresses and hardens his sand so much it can turn into large, solid crystals? Or more specifically, sharp pointy stabby weapons to murder people with? 'Cause. How fucking cool would that be

Also considdering how much Crocodile likes his bling, being able to form crystals to murder people with would arguably be on-brand for him

[frost-faerie]

Miles Edgeworth fans without paragraph-long character analysis posts are like angels without wings

[evil-airy]

I have to delay answering somes of your questions for awhile. I'm in the middle of something right now.

[sigmaleph]

i am once again mad about translation convention

actually i was mad about translation convention several weeks ago but i left a note to myself to post about it in my drafts later. and later is now

i have made my opinions on translation convention in secondary-world fiction clear already, i think it's very silly to model characters in a fantasy universe as actually talking in english rather than talking in whatever fantasy language and their words being translated for convenience, other people are wrong disagree with me about it, etc.

but there's an even worse variation of people failing to think about their translation conventions i've been reminded of, and it's 'everyone speaks english in france'.

by which i mean. you are writing a book (or making a movie, etc), set in france (or some other real-world country where most people speak some other language), but for an english-speaking audience. you write the dialogue in english, obviously, because that's what your readers understand. so you have a bunch of french people talking in english to each other, which is fine, because that's what translation convention is for. obviously we all know that in france, most people speak in french to one another, but we can all agree that the french is being rendered as english for the audience

and then. and then, like an asshole trying to show off, you drop a fucking bonjour or something in the middle of dialogue, throwing off the entire notion that there was a translation convention going on. because 'random french in the middle of an english sentence' does not correspond to anything under a translation convention that renders french as english, and so can only be parsed as the french word being the only thing that was said in french in this conversation between native french speakers

why does this keep happening!

(also, why is it always french. it's not always french of course but ime it is specifically french a disproportionate amount of time)

[starjunkyard]

"Im not even sure anymore if we get to choose who our friends are" There is a part of me that resents you for making me a worse person than i want to be but i am inexplicably uncontrollably drawn to you. You make me a worse person which is the last thing i want yet i want you in every way. If i could leave i would. Maybe i can but i dont want to. I have fun with you. You challenge me and you captivate me and you push me and pull and run circles around me and it makes me feel like a younger man. For the price of being a worse person i get to feel truly, wholly alive. You are the blood that runs through my veins; vital, inseparable. I was reborn when i met you and you are the womb that haunts me. You are the one person on planet earth who knows me. I wish i could leave, move on and be the man im supposed to be but my heart is tied to yours in a gordian knot. There is a part of my soul that rests in yours, magnetic. For as long as i love you i cannot be better than i am. But maybe thats something i can learn to live with. Gregory House-- I think you're worth it.

[cleo-serotonin]

got a new h2o locket!! here it is next to my old one from 2019

[uncanny-tranny]

A really sinister aspect into how people view children and parents is the idea of children being a replaceable commodity.

I've seen this in the way people talk about parents who have lost children but have surviving children... "Oh, at least you have other children," as though a child is just an interchangeable tool, a machine that dispenses what you want from it without it being sentient, whole, and feeling. The fact that people say that in order to comfort somebody shows, to me, how deep this mindset is engraved in people's brains: children are interchangeable items, and they do not fundamentally matter.

[feathered-serpents]

I think my favorite response to the "Crowley sleeps for months after the breakup" idea is "Crowley TRIES to sleep for months after the breakup, but he dreams about Aziraphale, and so after that he never sleeps at all"

[queen-helaenas-pet-spider]

Sandor: *Spends his whole life trying to prove that he's not as bad as his older brother, Gregor {who r*pes, kills, etc}*

Rorge: *Stole Sandor's identity by somehow getting his grubby paws on Sandor's famous Hound helmet, and wearing it during a r*ping and killing spree with friends*

Most "Fans": *Actually believe Sandor regrets not r*ping and killing Sansa Stark {who he loves most} before he fled King's Landing {he was dying and was saying whatever he could to get Arya Stark *Sansa's litle sister* to finally end his suffering, but she robbed him and left him for dead}*

Sandor:

[whalehouse1]

Me: Yeah Isis (goddess, thanks for that needing to be clarified ya douchebags) is really dangerous.

My mom (after I just gushed about how strong Isis is): Why? Cause she’s a woman?

Me: No, because she literally has complete control over the creator deity, is the mother of the pharaoh god and wife to the god of the dead. And without that, goddess of Egypt which could have been interpreted as the entire world or universe, magic, only one god is possibly smarter than her but she’s much more clever and literally will not stop at anything in her myths until she literally is incapable of doing anything else. It’s great that she’s a good deity because if she were like her brother everything would be dead or worse.

[strangestcase]

toki pona is a ploy to get ppl to talk like cavemen in the name of self-realization. <- this is why I like it btw

[zephyrfuse]

just saying there should be a challenge mode where u can use the grizzco weapons against other players in a regular battle mode

[nicoleanell]

Who put these ideas in your head?