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egoarc4de · 2 years
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maple-writes · 1 year
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WHG 19: The chariots
whg tag list: @concealeddarkness13 @pen-of-roses @ratracechronicler @knmartinshouldbewriting @clocksandchaos @forthesanityofsome
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On Asher’s suggestion, I decided I would try and play nice for the stylists once we got off the train. He’d said it wouldn’t do me any good to cause trouble yet but the way they circled and eyed me up like stalking animals... I didn’t like it. They all smelled too strong like chemicals that were supposed to smell like roses but applied far stronger than any flower could ever smell. An artificial nectar. It burned my nose. I didn’t like it.  
One of them, the tallest and probably the leader, leaned in and I had to stop myself from gagging. “Now, what should we do with you?” 
He reached to tilt up my chin and before I could think better of it I snapped at his fingers, stopping myself just before it would have actually left a mark. He took his hand back and shook it out cursing under his breath but when he looked back to my surprise he was beaming. Smiling ear to ear.  
“Well!” He slapped his hands down on my shoulders and presented me to the others. “She’s got sharp little teeth. We might have a fighting chance at victory this year!” He whirled me around to face him again. “Keep that up my girl and they’ll love you!” 
I blinked, opening my mouth but failing to think of what to say. So... So they liked this? Was this the kind of things that the Capitol was into? I still hadn’t thought of anything as they sat me down in the makeup chair, chatting and poking and brushing. Maybe I should have bit him harder. Asher would never believe me if I told him they approved of it, but on the other hand... Maybe Asher didn’t need to know I’d already gone and done the opposite of what he suggested.  
The styling team sprayed glitter in my hair, a silver shimmer that ended up looking almost natural like it wasn’t plastic and aerosol. They styled it back smooth and slick and curling down around my neck and shoulders and dressed me in sheer, almost cellophane-like robes that drifted and shone like oil on clear water with a dark green slip dress below embroidered in gold patterns that I couldn’t decipher for the life of me. The way they seemed to be placed deliberately must have been supposed to conjure some kind of image, but I didn’t know what.  
“There, you’re all set!”  
The head stylist gave me a pat on the back that turned to a gentle shove towards the waiting chariots. Each had a horse, big and sturdy at the front in all kinds of colours. I stood and watched one of them from a very generous distance. How come they were so strong but still did what people wanted them to? Just looking at them they seemed like they would have no trouble trampling anything in their way so why didn’t they? Did they like pulling carts? Maybe it was fun? If only I could ask them.  
I didn’t talk much to the tributes sharing the chariot with me, from my district. I’d never met them before and they didn’t seem to know who I was either and I was fine with that. Besides... I gripped the front of the chariot and stared out at the gathered crowd. I might have to kill these two anyway so it wouldn’t do me much good to get close to them now. They didn’t know me. They didn’t have any reason to want me alive instead of themselves. None of the tributes being paraded around did. There were a lot of them this year too. Seeing them all spread across the clearing before the president’s podium... There were a lot of people who wanted me dead. Who I’d have to kill to live.  
I swallowed, shuddering under the noises and the lights and the shouts from the crowd gathered to see us all for the first time. Asher might have found his way into that crowd but I didn’t want to bet on it. There were a lot of people there and it didn’t seem like something that he’d like. He’d promised he’d meet me afterwards though and that was good enough.  
The noise died down and the president started his speech but I couldn’t understand most of it from the echoing of the microphone and the sound bouncing off the stands. It probably wasn’t very interesting anyway, and probably wasn’t even that exciting for him either. By now I doubt there was much new content to add to a speech he had to give every year.  
The only interesting part of the speech was when a seagull went from lazily soaring above the chariots to swooping low over my head to land in front of our horse to wander over the dirt and pick at items thrown by the crowds. I leaned over the edge of my chariot as it turned over roses, poked at fancy lace creations, and pecked at jewelry that might have be thrown intentionally or may have slipped off of fingers and wrists by accident. It wandered an browsed until one of the horse staff shooed it away, but not before snatching a shiny gold ring and flying off with it. Good for them. 
Music started up again and the chariot lurched into motion. The sooner it was quiet again the better but I couldn’t let the other tributes know that, so I kept my head up and even managed a small wave at the end. I could slump into a chair or a couch later once the excitement was over. 
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bokkerijder · 4 months
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pro-AI in the sense of "they taught a bread scanning computer to recognize cancer cells" etc etc
against AI in the sense of "we stole artwork from hundreds to thousands of artists, didn't credit them and didn't financially compensate them"
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 11 days
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License to Kitty.
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zytes · 6 months
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this manatee looks like it’s in a skyrim loading screen
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cronenfag · 1 month
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as far as i'm concerned all gore is necessary
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gibbearish · 7 months
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love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking
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astraltrickster · 1 year
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Dear tumblr newbies of #196:
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storm-of-feathers · 1 year
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I'm very fond of this video
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soaked-doors · 8 months
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the history book on the shelf is always repeating itself
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elodieunderglass · 8 months
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changes and trends in horror-genre films are linked to the anxieties of the culture in its time and place. Vampires are the manifestation of grappling with sexuality; aliens, of foreign influence. Horror from the Cold War is about apathy and annihilation; classic Japanese horror is characterised by “nature’s revenge”; psychological horror plays with anxieties that absorbed its audience, like pregnancy/abortion, mental illness, femininity. Some horror presses on the bruise of being trapped in a situation with upsetting tasks to complete, especially ones that compromise you as a person - reflecting the horrors and anxieties of capitalism etc etc etc. Cosmic horror is slightly out of fashion because our culture is more comfortable with, even wistful for, “the unknown.” Monster horror now has to be aware of itself, as a contingent of people now live in the freedom and comfort of saying “I would willingly, gladly, even preferentially fuck that monster.” But I don’t know much about films or genres: that ground has been covered by cleverer people.
I don’t actually like horror or movies. What interests me at the moment is how horror of the 2020s has an element of perception and paying attention.
Multiple movies in one year discussed monsters that killed you if you perceived them. There are monsters you can’t look at; monsters that kill you instantly if you get their attention. Monsters where you have to be silent, look down, hold still: pray that they pass over you. M Zombies have changed from a hand-waved virus that covers extras in splashy gore, to insidious spores. A disaster film is called Don’t Look Up, a horror film is called Nope. Even trashy nun horror sets up strange premises of keeping your eyes fixed on something as the devil GETS you.
No idea if this is anything. (I haven’t seen any of these things because, unfortunately, I hate them.) Someone who understands better than me could say something clever here, and I hope they do.
But the thing I’m thinking about is what this will look like to the future, as the Victorian sex vampires and Cold War anxieties look to us. I think they’ll have a little sympathy, but they probably won’t. You poor little prey animals, the kids will say, you were awfully afraid of facing up to things, weren’t you?
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sixty-silver-wishes · 10 months
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I love tumblr because “I love this character so much I want to put them in a blender, pour the results into an ice tray, stick it in the freezer, and make popsicles out of them so that I may consume their essence” is not only a common sentiment, but a socially acceptable one here
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 25 days
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Dog Meshi.
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sheepgirlmaidtummy · 3 months
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man. this whole thing pisses me off because like. even when people talk about staff having a history of hating trans women, that this isnt the first time, without fail black trans women are forgotten to be included again and again. im not surprised this caused such an uproar when the popular white woman gets deleted. nobody should be, its been that way like forever. some cunt in my inbox got annoyed i called rita a sex worker (lol? okay)
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but i mentioned that in my post because so many black trans women have gotten removed from this site for their sex work alone, regardless of if it "broke community guidelines" or not, especially when tumblr live and the ads on this website are so fucking horny. idek what to say rn because like. this wont get as many notes as the posts talking about her will. the exploding car thing is gonna get more attention than the trans women on this site you dont actually care about listening to. ive been talking about how unfair it is to be a black tgirl on this site for years and nobody cares.
i love rita, we talked abit the other day and she's doing fine, dont get it twisted and think i hate her or some bs, she's a big fucking reason im not fucking homeless.
but part of why her deletion got to #1 trending on tumblr for multiple days in a row is that she's white
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bli-o · 6 months
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hey autistic people who get overwhelmed by large groups or noise or conversation or etc etc etc you’re not evil for wanting to leave a family gathering. just so you know.
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ra3kiv · 3 months
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