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intergalacticstarlight · 2 months ago
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𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖'𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕣𝕦𝕚𝕟, 𝕙𝕖'𝕤 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕚𝕥. 𝔸 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕝 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕕.
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monbellemonstre · 15 days ago
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Hi hello! If we follow each other (mutuals) and we haven't interacted yet please feel free to DM me to plot or chat, send memes, tag me in random starters, OR you can like this post for a starter from me.
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Honestly, even if we have interacted already, even a thousand times, you can do any of these things freely! I welcome the interactions and it gives me more options in terms of writing. This also applies to my other blogs if we're mutuals on those as well!
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intergalacticstarlight · 2 months ago
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I agree with this post...
But I reconcile it by reminding myself that the established canon is that the TARDIS only translates written and spoken languages (aside from Gallifreyan, which it never translates due to security protocols). There's no actual protocol for non-spoken, non-written languages since the TARDIS can only translate for people who've already ridden in it.
So even if the TARDIS did translate sign language from English into Spanish or Latin, it wouldn't actually help unless the person the companion was communicating with also knew sign language. If they didn't, they still wouldn't understand what the companion was trying to say to them. Translating between two people who already use sign language is the best the TARDIS can do.
I have the feeling if the writers did try to change that bit of canon, they'd do so by using an idea that's completely ableist or humiliating or erases the differently abled person (like having to write instead of sign, or somehow making the person able to speak/hear, or telepathy bs, or having a voiceover or scrolling closed captioning appearing somewhere near the companion).
I mean look how careless they were when it came to The Master being a person of color and Thirteen just HANDING HIM OVER to the notsee party during WWII… Big Yikes.
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wishfulsketching · 6 months ago
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Season 1 Silco, my beloved
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artsymeeshee · 8 months ago
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Was in the middle of drawing hugs (which will be posted eventually) when I got hit by an idea that had Stan ending up in the hospital and Ford being an absolute emotional wreck (as expected). No backstory on what happened with Stan but drew up ideas while they’re in the hospital. They’re both ok after everything (cuz duh, this is me we’re talking about lol)
DON’T tag as ship :T
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katebeckets · 3 months ago
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how to say "I love you" in x-files [112/?] ⤷ 1.12 — “Fire”
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asknillamilkfam · 15 days ago
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First of all, congratulations!! Love this family lol. Now for my question, did Shadow Milk ever tell the beasts about his children or does he plan to?
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fatalism-and-villainy · 5 months ago
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Something I love about DS9’s framing of Jake Sisko is how he’s consistently positioned as someone worthy of protection, whose survival and flourishing and emotional well-being are of tantamount importance, and whose innocence and vulnerability are precious.
It’s present from all directions in The Visitor. Everybody protectively closes ranks around Jake upon Ben’s disappearance, with those little moments of Dax and Kira and Bashir giving him physical affection and reassurance and Quark going out of his way to be nice to him. Jake’s older self’s protective impulses towards his younger self, as well as his desire to save his father, are the basis for the timeline reset. And then after the spacetime continuum gets wrenched back in line purely to save Jake from the emotional trauma of losing his father, the episode ends with Ben, who’s borne witness to everything and is the only one who remembers it all, continuing that work of shielding Jake from that knowledge.
And then Nor the Battle to the Strong carries on the thread of protectiveness towards Jake, in that case as part of the episode’s deconstruction of military heroism. As he’s marinating in shame over bailing on the mission to retrieve the generator, Bashir apologizes to him and says he was wrong to put Jake in harm’s way in the first place. And then at the end, he wakes up after sealing the cave entranceway and both Bashir and his father are tenderly looking after him, with similar imagery to The Visitor in terms of him being symbolically cradled by the other cast members�� concern for him. He never needs to toughen up or grow out of that need to be rescued - in fact, his fear and panic and feelings of being out of his depth prove to be immensely valuable, as his last conversation with his father emphasizes, because he’s able to bear witness to the experience of the soldiers through his writing.
That comes through in a really interesting way in Valiant as well, with Jake’s emphatic concern for his own survival in the midst of all the culty militaristic weirdness of the Valiant crew:
Nog: You don’t understand, because you’ve never put on one of these uniforms. You don’t know anything about sacrifice, or honor, or duty, or any other things that make up a soldier’s life. I’m part of something larger than myself. All you care about is you.
Jake: That’s right. All I care about is Jake Sisko and whether or not he’s going to be killed by a bunch of delusional fanatics looking for martyrdom.
And I love that exchange not only because it’s a rare articulation of how I would actually feel in a situation like that in a franchise full of characters who are all prepared to sacrifice themselves in the line of duty, but also because in the context of the episode, Jake’s position is actually the heroic one! It’s his sense of self-preservation, and the fact that he hasn’t romanticized the notion of heroic sacrifice, that enables him to see through the dogmatic ideology of the Valiant cadets and recognize how dangerously out of their depth they are. And it’s just a nice articulation of his own worth.
(And of course the Defiant rescues them at the end, because Jake’s grown up now, but he hasn’t outgrown needing his father to save him. And that’s never a shameful thing, but a really beautiful thing, and necessary to the fabric of the show.)
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lislemons · 7 months ago
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naruto characters as posts that remind me of them pt 2 (please don’t murder me for the shisui one thanks)
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intergalacticstarlight · 3 months ago
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𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕓𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕𝕤, 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕀? 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖'𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕠'𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕨 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕖𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕓𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕣𝕖? 𝕀 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕪 𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖, 𝕞𝕪 𝕞𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕝, 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕜𝕪 ℕ𝕠𝕨 𝕀'𝕞 𝕓𝕖𝕘𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕪𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝔸𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕖 𝕀'𝕞 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕕𝕠 𝕚𝕗 𝕀, 𝕀 𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕦𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕦𝕚𝕟𝕤 𝕋𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕒𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝔾𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝔹𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕖, 𝕀 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕕𝕠 𝕚𝕥 𝕀𝕗 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕋𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕞𝕪 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕔𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕚𝕥
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monbellemonstre · 1 month ago
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The Crimson Epistles - Composition Date Unknown Found shoved behind a brick in an old townhome in New Orleans by the Talamasca ; Circa 2022
Mon Louis, I stood on the cliff where my mortal mother and I once stood and shouted your name into the wind, to the Gods, to the sea. The wind, the Gods and the sea, ever indifferent, swallowed it whole. I wonder sometimes if you remember the sound of my voice. I remember yours. It haunts me in my waking hours and visits me in my dreams. In my nightmares, shouting, enraged... Oh how I long for those moments when you would say my name in anger or jealousy, because that was when I knew that I still mattered to you. That was when I knew that you still loved me, fiercely and passionately and not just because you felt you had to. I would bleed again to hear you curse me one more time. Yours always, L.
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ungnomewhimsy · 2 months ago
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Spinosaurus skull embroidery! I only learned how to embroider a week ago but I’d say this turned out pretty good. Although due to the small size it was hard to get a lot of the details perfect
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artsymeeshee · 8 months ago
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katebeckets · 4 months ago
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how to say "I love you" in x-files [100/?] ⤷ 7.02 — “The Sixth Extinction II: Amor Fati”
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longlivethewildernessyet · 3 months ago
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C.S. Lewis: oh and yeah, the stars are actually people who are functionally immortal (unless bitten by a witch who's shapeshifted into a snake) and come down to earth for rest periods wherein they look like normal humans and eat fire-berries until they can go be stars again, but they can be banished too and become magicians—
me: hold on
C.S. Lewis: keep up, there are also sea people (not mermaids) who have entire civilisations underwater, with dark purple hair and ivory skin, and they ride giant seahorses, and are very aggressive—
me: wait a second
C.S. Lewis: aren't you listening, because there is also a world underneath Narnia with many different sections, including one where Father Time sleeps until the end of the world, and a world underneath that called Bism where gems live and can be juiced like fruit—
me: just hang on a minute
C.S. Lewis: so you don't want to hear about how a centaur feeds both stomachs?
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l3viat8an · 1 year ago
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MC: Careful now. If you keep being sweet, I'll start thinking you're in love with me.
Solomon: What could I have possibly done to make you think I'm not??
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