#haven't you heard?

[orangepeelshortbreadcookies]

It is fascinating reflecting on Percy Jackson again by watching the show as an adult, comparing Camp Half-Blood and Hogwarts and noticing how different they actually are. On one hand you have a loaded, elitist private school whose mountain of death traps are framed as novelties, whose problems of elitism and classism go even deeper and unacknowledged among the student populace, and the evaluation of students ultimately depends on the whims of the Headmaster who openly plays favouritism. On the other other hand you have an underfunded, understaffed public school, one where the overhead system fails and neglects over and over again, yet the few people in it must try their best in protecting and preparing the kids for life. Kids, whose options basically boil down to: become a child soldier or die.

Not to generalise, but in this case, it is pretty clear which one among these two writers used to be a teacher.

[darkk-academic]

"But that's fiction!"

Why do people act as though fiction is something that's not real? What even is real? Things you can touch? See? Feel?

Ah, but you do feel it all don't you? When you read those books, you feel, you see worlds in your mind's eye, as for touch— sometimes touch isn't a tangible thing, sometimes it's a gentle, barely there brush against your soul.

The people given breath by parchment and blood by ink are as real as everyone else.

There are these sets of speculations given power by the sheer belief that people have in them. Like... I dunno the use of black or blue pen as compared to other colors?

And there are many people who believe that Hogwarts exists (It's sep 1st and I'm waiting for my letter) and it does! So does Narnia, and Ketterdam, and the one where your dreams are woven by the Dream of the endless.

One should always be, "The hoper of far-flung hopes and the dreamer of impossible dreams."

PS : When madness chases you, you don't run away, you sit down and have tea.

[lesbianjudasiscariot]

i’m miss america i’m miss world i’m all alone there’s no place like home

[allo-frouto]

Finally someone who knows a little proper grammar 🌻

Please, I am a nerd.

[keeps-ache]

the mariachi music is ON in the LIVING ROOM it is TIME

[bixels]

I watched Starship Troopers tonight.

[foggydazeandsunrays]

"there are many ways to be happy- we'll find ours"

i think what i've leaned is that maybe i just need to do more of what makes me happy 

and yeah sometimes that looks like dressing like a dad and going to bed at nine and forgetting why i ever was ashamed to cry infront of someone else or wearing dangaly earrings and writing bad poetry and getting un-thought out piercings because skin heals and maybe i never will-

but hey 

some days there's a hole in your heart the size of michigan and you have to fill it up with friends and laughing till you snort and good books and bad tv and worse guitar and

and 

maybe you'll realize michigan is pretty full after all 

and maybe he'll be in the back of your mind 

but ghosts can't hurt you if you don't let them 

anyways.

there's many ways to be happy.  we'll find ours 

[andthebeanstalk]

Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

[deathslights]

So, about your Kinnporsche series, Haven't you heard?

I just read them today. Amazing. Showstopping. Fantastic. The obsession!!! Macau's manipulative little ways, Macau's and Vegas obsessive co-dependent love! Everything.

Also, for some reason, I just loved, loved the image of Macau icing Vegas' injured ankle during the car drive to the main family's compound, and Vegas putting on a flawless mask as they get there, hiding all sorts of sins under a pretty, flirty smirk and self-assured steps. In the sense that Vegas can only allow himself vulnerability before Macau, and nowhere else - and how Macau recognizes that Vegas needs another anchor to reality before he flees this mortal plane on his own terms.

Just. Love it all.

Thank you!

The icing scene is one of my favourites because it shows the relationship between the two of them and the outside world really well.

[arataka-reigen]

I'm trying to start a movement here

[ID: The first 3 images are edited versions of the "Let's take ibuprofen together" meme. The captions now say "Let's read shoujo together". They each show a person holding their hand out to the viewer; a character from the series Benigyokuzui, Mob from Mob Psycho 100, and Jerma. / end ID]

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[born-to-lose]

Yeah yeah he has no morals but he has long hair

[aueua]

love these guys. the musical chairs

[captainjonnitkessler]

Leftists online: Both parties are exactly the same, why should I vote?

My coworkers, right now as I type this: Biden is a deep state pedophile and that's why when Trump wins this year the first thing he's going to do is completely take over the executive branch and kick out all the liberal elites so we can take our country back! Have you heard of Project 2025? There's a lot going on behind the scenes that we're going to find out about soon. That's why I've been stockpiling ammo,

[canisalbus]

OMG THAT PAINTING OF THE LIKE,,,, SECRET KISS ON THE STAIR WAY????? VASCO AND MACHETE CORE

That one I know, The Meeting on the Turret Stairs by Frederic William Burton, from 1864!

[scribefindegil]

Have you ever found yourself thinking, "You know what I wish there was fanfiction of? 1948 political protest song (Charlie on the) M.T.A., popularized by the Kingston Trio, now unofficial Boston anthem and the somewhat sinister backstory behind their public transit cards' mascot!" No? Well, someone in the 2023 Yuletide exchange did!

And it wasn't even my assignment but I could not stop thinking about it, so check out 'Neath the Streets Of Boston on ao3 for 2k of trains, literary references, and a sad little New England cryptid.

now you too can read fic about. Him:

[sgrumby]

the changes to the dnd game license are SUCH a perfect example of corporate greed. imagine having such a huge and dedicated fanbase buying your product that podcasts spring up for it, and instead of recognising how lucky you are for that free publicity you try to claim 25% of their profits - which will almost certainly prevent many creators from using 5e as their game of choice. and then, on top of that, you implement an anti-homebrew policy.

read more here. I haven't seen anybody in fandom talking about this yet and if you enjoy anything derived from dnd - any TTRPG, any live play podcast, any creators - this will affect you. sign the open letter. tweet at them (#opendnd). send them an email. don't let them break the spirit of creativity that underpins TTRPGS.