#but apple also does the same thing so don't excuse them

[lesbianlanarcher]

Archer x Reader Halloween Headcanons

another year without any archer halloween content, so i'm making my own!

credit to @lovingwanda for the idea :)

How Halloween plans would go with each of my fave characters!

🎃🧛🏽‍♀️👻🧟‍♀️🎃

STERLING

"Batman and Catwoman? Really? Isn't that, like, as basic as you can stoop?"

Halloween, like all festivals, is an excuse for Sterling to get shit-faced. More so than usual, so he's game for whatever dumbassery you've got in mind... plus his own.

More likely than not, he'll wanna go to a strip club. Practically insists on it and whines like a little kid until you give in and agree.

"What? I've never been to a strip club for Halloween. Are you gonna deny me of hot vampire tits now? After you coerced me into this ridiculous outfit? Wow..."

If you got him drunk enough, he'd agree to dress up as whatever you want him to. He might grumble and say you're demeaning him by sticking a pair of bunny ears on his head, but, secretly, he's enjoying it. Plus, those ears attract a lot of attention so... he's basking in it. But he won't tell you that. He can see your little smirks and smiles, but he's so totally not lapping all of it up. No, he's embarrassed! Sooooo embarrassed that he's having suuuuuch a good time with you.

As for trick or treating? As much as he wants to go out and get free candy from strangers, he recognises that he's far too old for such a thing. However, he absolutely will drag you out to "chaperone" AJ and her friends when they go out trick or treating. And takes a 40% cut for looking after them. Then, uses you as a scapegoat when Lana finds out about it. Obviously.

LANA

"Slutty nun is kinda on the nose, no? Also, who told you about that?"

Halloween is a little... overwhelming for Lana. The very idea makes her uneasy, which is ironic for the absolute force she is in and out of the field.

She wants AJ to have a good time, of course, but there's a lot going on with all the mayhem of trick or treating and running about the streets of New York at night. And the fact there are people dressed as murdererous psychopaths, covered in blood etc. Well, that sends her already worrying brain into overdrive.

"Is this a good idea? I mean, everyone does it. Trick or treating. So... yeah... fine... right? Maybe you should come with me. No. You should definitely come with me. AJ would appreciate it too."

She's not one for partying until the sun rises, but she'll indulge in some of the festivities like staying at home, sharing a bottle of wine with you, and answering the door for other trick or treaters once you've both done the rounds with AJ. She leans into the whole domestic mom thing even more and dresses up in matching outfits with you! (whether that's slutty or savoury is up to you...)

Steadily throughout the night, she does get more and more pissed off, though. The constant getting up to answer the door, hearing the same phrase screamed at her over and over, and the general lack of quiet agitates her to no end. Still, she'll try her best not to blow a fuse since she knows how much you enjoy Halloween. She can, after all, be very caring.

ZARA

"I swear to god, if you don't come up with an original idea for a costume, I'm blowing the building up."

Halloween is one of Zara's favourite holidays, if not her number one favourite. She wants to do it ALL, and she's taking you as her prisoner for the night.

First on the checklist (yes, she made an itinerary, it's that serious) are couple costumes. She already has it planned out, you don't get a say in it, she knows your measurements, she's bought you a custom costume and you WILL wear it.

"Aww, see? You look adorable, like I knew you would. Now, smile for the camera."

Then, the night unfolds as such : carving pumpkins, apple bobbing (look it up), witch hat ring toss, Halloween scavenger hunt, and ending the festivities off by rolling around a bar until some truly unholy hours.

She used to go trick or treating a lot as a kid, but she's definitely outgrown that now. However, she always makes sure she has sweets to give the kids who knock on her door. She won't admit it, but seeing all the little kids in their adorable costumes is her favourite part of it all.

CHERYL

"You call that scary? What are you? Five years old? I was reciting Suspiria when I was five, not Hocus frickin' Pocus!"

Halloween for Cheryl imbues her with an especially sinister energy. She's already crazy as it is, but tonight? Watch out.

Due to her strange, eccentric upbringing, she never really had the chance to go trick or treating like a regular, non-billionaire child. She doesn't get the appeal and she has absolutely zero desire to get free candy that was – in her words – bought from a store (the dollar store) she wouldn't set foot in even if she were dying of a disfiguring disease and it housed the only cure on Earth.

"God, that really is a pathetic attempt of a costume. Like, did you even try? A month? This took you a month to put together? Why do you even bother?"

All being said, she will spend her Halloween with you, provided you do exactly what she wants.

That includes : sitting through the most fucked up films you've ever had the misfortune of watching, using a oujia board (since she thinks those are fun and doesn't take your cautioning against 'doing it properly' serious), only saying "trick" to all the kids who knock on her door and laughing in their faces when they don't know what to do, and listening to all her crazy conspiracy theories at 3AM because she refuses to go to sleep and you're now too scared to.

KATYA

"I do not get it... You want me to dress up as... тыква?"

Halloween for Katya is a foreign concept since it's not a widely celebrated holiday in Russia, but she is curious about it.

Most of what she knows has come from various western films, a little from what you've told her, and a little from Sterling. Although, he was mainly talking about the vampire tits at the strip club which wasn't all that useful. So, when you have your first Halloween with her, she's both excited and only slightly confused.

"This costume is scratchy and poorly made. Where did you say you got it from? Spirit? Well, there was absolutely no spirit put into the production of this polyester abomination, I tell you that."

She would love to experience what it's like to go trick or treating, but when you tell her that it's only for kids, she gets super frowny and demands you take her anyway. Which you do 'cause are you really gonna say no to her?

So, when you inevitably end up in a crowded bar, slurping Halloween themed cocktails, she agrees and says trick or treating is for kids... but she lets you in on her candy haul nonetheless.

PAM

"Fuck yeah! Weirdest but hottest couples costume award here we come!"

Halloween, much like Zara, is basically a holy holiday for Pam. Up there with no socks day.

Your agenda is simple : dress up good and drink even better. It's an absolutely foolproof plan.

"You want me to carve a pumpkin? Right now? After I had, like, seven of these scare-o jell-o shots? Alright. Gimme the knife."

Something that surprises you is to find out just how incredible her special effects makeup skills are. She can give you a gnarly gash on your face like it's nothing. That open zip wound thing? Yeah, she can do that too. A pus-filled boil? Pam's your guy. Any gory thing you can think of, she's got you covered.

Once you're done letting her decorate you with some truly horrible looking injuries, you spend the rest of the night at her place, watching horror films, knocking back those aforementioned scare-o jell-o shots that she prepared earlier, and having a damn good time until you both pass out on the couch.

so... yeah! that was all very silly n self-indulgent, hence why i only did my faves. if you want me to come up with stuff like this for other characters or anything else for any character, inbox me! and happy halloween!

#sterling archer #lana kane #zara khan #katya kazanova #cheryl tunt #carol tunt #cheryl/carol tunt #pam poovey #archer fx #wow i can't believe i wrote all that out that was so random of me

[linka-from-captain-planet]

that minthara and florrick update was NUTS. Minthara using her sources to see if Florrick ever slept with Ulder is EXACTLY the kind of unhinged, territorial behavior I love her for tbh. If you need an excuse to ramble about them, I would love to know how you picture this whole thing between them starting!

YES because the thing about Minthara is that she's operating on nuclear Menzoberranzan levels of intensity 24/7. Writing her subjective narration is very fun because she's so intelligent and cunning, but her perception of things is just slightly skewed from the reality of Baldurian life. That's the realization she starts to have toward the end, that she's playing this hardcore game of 4D chess basically just against herself, while Florrick is only like... having a nice evening banging her work frenemy (which is unhinged, just not nearly on the same level).

I only briefly mentioned in the fic what context I think this thing could have started in, but I'm obviously insane about this ship, so I'll take any excuse to expand! Wall of text incoming though...

Since the story is told from Minthara's POV, I wanted to go over what she sees in Florrick that would attract her, since Minthara's not easy to impress and doesn't waste her time with just anyone. And what she sees is... a lot of herself actually. She sees a powerful woman on a noble quest, driven by her unshakeable values, who falls into the clutches of the Absolute (albeit in a very different way) and almost loses herself, only to be saved and find herself again. I think that would earn Florrick just enough of Minthara's respect to earn her attention... and maybe a bit of a connection, too.

(This is also a saved but unromanced Minthara, passed over by the person who gave her back her life... still yearning for the affection and connection that is her deepest desire and her biggest weakness...)

Fast forward a bit and the Netherbrain is defeated, the Cult of Absolute is no more, people are cheering in the streets... All I'm saying is that *I* would be a little frisky. If I'm Minthara, I'm reaching for someone perhaps not in the tight-knit group of heroes I don't really feel a part of, but perhaps someone who's also on the edge of them, someone who's earned a bit of respect. If I'm Florrick... maybe she doesn't know that Minthara was the one who ordered the raid on Waukeen's Rest yet, or maybe she's temporarily willing to forgive it because Minthara, at the end of the day, did help save her beloved city and her beloved duke.

(Or maybe she's just a wood elf* and, opposite of Minthara, her attitude toward sexuality is pretty relaxed and she doesn't feel the need to justify her desire or make partners 'earn' it. It's just sex, not a big deal....

*not confirmed in canon and possibly refuted by her stats, but always real to ME bc of the fun flavors it adds to her characterization overall as a stern, urbane bureaucrat)

So anyway they bang once, expecting that to be the end of it.

But Minthara can't go home. There are no gods left for her. She's a traitor unto Lolth, and she knows exactly what her greatest adversary (her mom) is capable of. She could skulk in the shadows of the shadows, find fellow outcasts, build a rebel force... but maybe she bides her time, first, in Baldur's Gate. Maybe she sees an apple ripe for picking in the chaos and the rebuilding. No matter what she does, she needs resources, and she's just been given a key to the market.

You know Ulder and Florrick give what remains of Gortash's yes-men the boot on day 1 plus a lot of patriars and whatever are already dead, so there are plenty of openings among the ranks of the leadership, and who better to fill it than a renowned hero? Not in any official capacity at first (I imagine her just being a menace in a town hall for a while), but once she proves her mettle as a shrewd leader, she quickly earns her way into the council.

Obviously, this flings her back into Florrick's orbit.

Florrick wasn't born yesterday, and she also probably has a 1000-page dossier on Minthara's various war crimes drafted on day 1. She knows what Minthara is up to. Her faith in the city and Ulder's leadership is unshakeable; she does not really find Minthara to be a threat... but perhaps she takes it upon herself to monitor the situation anyway.

And that's where things get a little messy, because they're simultaneously allies and adversaries day-to-day, and they once went through something pretty extraordinary together, and they've already had sex. These are both women who aren't happy unless they're in at least a bit over their head, unless they're being challenged, and having a bit of excitement in their day that is otherwise just endless squabbling, Florrick trying to keep the city on the righteous path so it doesn't fall into corruption yet again, Minthara trying to snatch power bit by bit...

Well I just think they'd have a lot to fuck about, basically.

And considering that Minthara is a known feelings-catcher... while Florrick's love is reserved for Baldur's Gate and Ulder** even though she shares her body with Minthara... there's a lot to feels about, as well.

**I'm on the fence headcanon-wise if I want Florrick to actually be somewhat in love with Ulder and simply at peace with it not being mutual/sexual, or if she's simply a very devoted friend and Minthara's jealousy is irrational.

Anyway this is possibly more than you bargained for but thanks for the opportunity to ramble :)

#minthara/florrick #my beloved crackship #asks #minthara #counsellor florrick

[mwnlght]

hi, everyone! this is autumn (she/they, 21+) and you might also find me at @svnlght ! ♡ and i bring you yet another of my babies: moon taeho, a part time server + university student (major in architecture) that is just trying to make it through (and either be finally loved by his parents or finally let go of his desire for their validation); overall, he's a sweet person with a touch of grumpy and forever dark circles under his eyes. here is profile and here is his pinterest! as always, under the cut there's more details of his bio + plot ideas!

his family is pretty ordinary despite them being sort of rich considering his dad is the ceo of an architecture company and his mom a famous graphic designer, but just weren't much of the parental type.

so when taeho is born out of an accident, they don't know what to do with him but they at least try (not very successfully) until they get tired of that too and taeho is mostly left to his own devices since a little too young.

things don't get better when his younger brother is born as the apple of his parents' eyes, a child that came when they actually wanted one and used the excuse that he was born with a sick body to give him more attention than to taeho (but then things didn't change when his little brother got healthy later on).

so he learned how to be an adult a little too soon and how to look after himself; surprisingly he doesn't really resent neither his parents nor his brother for it and he does love them dearly, would die and kill for them, even if the relationship with his parents is still awkward at best.

was (and still is) a good student with good grades and as much as he just wanted to chill throughout his school years, he still ended up class president more than once and almost if not all of his group assignments he ended up as the group's leader because at the end of the day he's very critical and methodical about things, esp academic work, so he ends up taking charge just so things will be up to his standards. he also has very dependable vibes so people end up relying on him a lot too so in the end he does end up in positions of leadership even if the i in his mbti wants otherwise.

characteristics that he carries with himself to this day. hence why new semester is yet another broken promise that he'll just chill in group tasks and agree with everything.

moves to seoul for university in a way to try to escape the awkward environment that seems to linger whenever he's in the same space as his parents; besides daegu isn't a city that he necessarily sees his life being at so expanding his horizons to seoul seemed like a good idea.

receives an allowance from his parents but still works part time at a cafe to earn money and use as little (if at all) the money that he gets from his parents, deciding to use it only for extreme emergencies.

wanted connections !

classmates ! someone who loves doing projects with him because taeho does most of hard work anyway or maybe someone who doesn't like doing projects with him because you two end up always bumping heads due to difference of opinions and no one is too willing to give in.

rent-a-boyfriend ! someone who is in need of a fake boyfriend for whatever reason (introduce him to their family so they'll be kicked out left alone / impress their in a relationship!friends / they joked about having a bf and missed the timing to say it was a joke so now they have to keep the lie up, etc etc) and for some reason taeho ends up being your guy.

coworkers at cheongsudang cafe ! someone who tease hims for the way he doesn't have exactly the most friendly of the faces even when he's serving costumers (but he's still known as one of the cute servers); someone who sees him off work and is completely off guard when discovering that he has a full sleeve of tattoos since he usually has them covered for work, is also very surprised by the piercings too since they assumed he just didn't seem like the type.

regulars / costumers at cheongsudang cafe ! maybe someone that he sees almost everyday and they always order the same thing so ofc that he's going to memorize their order; someone he realizes might not be having the best day and he's feeling particularly generous so he decides to get them a little baking good on (his tab) the house along with their coffee; someone who sees that he's having a bad day and tries to buy him coffee or whatever instead and as much as taeho appreciates it, he can't really have anything on the clock (but with some insisting, he'll def keep it for his break).

ex(es) / crushes / weird flirtationship that looks more like bickeringship / blind date(s) or not so much blind date(s) / smoking one of us always has the lighter when the other doesn't buddies / anime/manga/manhwa buddies / gym you're the only reason i didn't break my strike yet buddies or even gym rivals to gym buddies / tba if i manage to come up with more of them !

#jongno:hello #ooc. #the way i fell asleep three times writing this #so i'll just leave this here and deal with the rest tomorrow #is it too obv all my brain power went to kiha's intro?? #might add more plot ideas later when i'm not half dead

[zypria]

Atla The Rift comic sucks part 1

Comparing apples and zucchinis

The past vs future, change vs tradition is very interesting dilemma to explore. And they've chosen two good representatives for each side - Aang, the last of his kind and the avatar vs Toph who refuses to be bound, creates new style of bending utilizing modern structure, does what she wants really. Secondary are acolytes vs factory, same thing. And my God do they suck at pitting these two against each other. Both of these sides take everything in the world and go me. Like those Katara touches necklace memes "lets eat. my mother used to eat". Connecting things that have very little to do each other just so we can have a conflict. misunderstanding but it's unintentional. They just lost the ability to make comprehensive parallels.

100+ year old ritual = bad parenting

Rituals are rooted in tradition. We do them because they are symbolic, we do what we do because that's how it's done. We honor our roots, ancestors etc etc

The phrase triggers unhappy memories for Toph, particularly of her restrictive childhood. Fair enough. But. Some of these aren't even "tradition", her parents were just like that. "This is how it's done" is no logical response to "why can't I play with other kids". There have to be rich kids with friends out there. Blind kids with friends. This is solely Beifong issue. I despise forced parallels

The following statement is just incorrect:

He didn't forget (although 100+ years are justifiable excuse). He was 10 and wasn't paying attention in the first place, figured there is plenty more festivals to remember. It wasn't celebrated because the peeps are dead. A genocide if you will. The world wouldn't end even if there were no humans around, doesn't mean we should just cease all cultural activities

Also it was ESTABLISHED that we're doing this for AANG. You know, our beloved friend the last Airbender? He wants to honor his long gone culture for a special day. Also also past avatar has something important to say, what if something happens (and something ALWAYS happens)

Instead of addressing any of this Aang goes the air nomad philosophy route. just WHY? These are not insults just for the sake of insulting, they have opposing views and should talk about it maybe. Were not even in the place to have change vs tradition argument, we're just having a field trip atm. Simple "this is really important for me and I want to share this day with my found family" solves everything but noooo. Zen mode, it will sort itself out, I'm not actively getting involved (man. this is TOPH. you should know better. rock beats airbender etc etc)

Toph is mean just to be mean. Not the cuddliest character but when did she go around insulting your every move? Especially since they didn't really ask her to do anything. You don't have to actively participate, why are you complaining in every panel? OOC behavior just to keep that gaang rift nice and divided

I can't spend 30 seconds to explain why we're about to be pulverized but I can do ancient history 101

he doesn't deny this! why. to have aang vs toph and co that's why. the most pointless fight in existence. because we have time for that apparently

the spirit is just asshole in the end

I'm not pulling caps for this. Yangchen did everything to keep her promise, not her fault Sozin happened. And let's not forget people ran away in all directions from fire nation for a century, why wouldn't they inhabit this nice empty land? The spirit was angry about his friend's demise (turns out she did that herself and is very chill. And can manifest freely too). Spirit does not ask for balance in any way, shape or form, humans must die so that I can have this land to stare at. What if some spirits decided to reside in Ba Sing Se, we destroy entire city? I thought that refinery screwing nature was going to be the big plot point but nope. Cabbage restaurant -gone. Houses - gone. You can't even walk here, disrespectful, gtfo. Extreme situation that calls for stupid resolution - spirit dead. Although looking back I can find some appreciation for not managing to tie everything nicely, cookie cutter avatar style. But imagine how much better it would've been if conflicts were well written in the first place

We got another festival so all is well?

#atla #avatar the last airbender #atla comics #atla critical #aang #toph

[archivalofsins]

This took a bit but I hope it succinctly explains my feelings on this matter.

Without further ado-

Let's discuss Kazui

He's such a lady killer, isn't that right~

Though he's also finding the time to kill the truth as well.

I'm not saying this is the woman at the bar. However, I am in a very impolite way asking where the fuck did the woman at the bar go? We never see her eyes in Half and this woman didn't have a face there. That is notably odd.

A woman that didn't have a face before has a face now and the woman who had one in his first video is nowhere to be seen. That's just odd.

We see Kazui doing some of his favorite pastimes during cat. Drinking and smoking.

Portal Timeline

20/06/11

Mikoto: Kazu-san, do you have any hobbies? I kinda want to get into something that’s a bit more mature. The sort of thing I could still be doing 10 years from now.

Kazui: Ahh, hobbies, huh. I wonder…… Hm, I guess trawling? I have a friend with a boat, so we went out on it a lot. Other than that, I guess when I go out drinking sometimes I play darts…… On that note, do you drink?

Mikoto: Ahh, I’ve tried darts before too. Drinking, huh. I guess I can probably hold my alcohol a bit better than the average person. Back when I was a uni student I drank a lot. But…… you look like you drink a lot too, Kazu-san.

Kazui: ……can you tell? That’s probably my biggest hobby of all of them. I like drinking anything. Beer, wine, shōchū, the lot.

21/08/05  (Kazui’s Birthday)

Kazui: Oh, Shina-chan? How scandalous, coming to a man’s room in the middle of the night like this. Well, not that it’s really a room, just a cell. ……just kidding, since you brought some drinks with you, I’m assuming you’ve come to wish me a happy birthday, right? Thank you.

Mahiru: Yep! Happy birthday Kazui-san~ Clap clap clap! But as well as that~ ……I also just maybe wanted to use it as an excuse so I could ask you for some advice over drinks, I suppose?

Kazui: Advice, huh. Well, you’re more than welcome, but I don’t really know what advice an old man like me could give you. I haven’t got the first clue about what love is like for a young girl nowadays.

Mahiru: Ahaha…… Don’t worry, much as I’d love to talk about that too, um…… er, Kazui-san. You know, recently I’ve been having the same dream every day. Lots of people were denying my actions…..Denying my thoughts…… that sort of dream.

Yet, for some reason in Cat,

"Phew, oh wow I’m drunk- Hey, so what if I said I liked-liked you, what would you do?"

He presents himself as having a low alcohol tolerance using being drunk as a convenient excuse for his confession in case it goes poorly.

We later see that when with his wife they've both downed half a bottle of champagne, a beverage that ranges between 11.6% alcohol to 12%. Whiskey what he's drinking at the bar ranges from 40% to 50% if it's apple whiskey like implied then it clocks out at 35% alcohol at the least.

Shōchū one of the alcohols he mentions by name ranges from 25% to 37% alcohol. So, tripping up over one glass of whiskey that isn't even finished is noticeably odd for him considering his previous statements.

However, considering his posture and staggering in the middle of the mv he does seem to have had a rough night.

Possibly drinking more than he usually does for one reason or another. However, I don't believe he was that drunk when he asked that question. I think he just drunk more after whoever he asked gave their answer.

It's also kind of odd that the bartender and possibly the girl from the bar both seem to be attending Kazui's wedding.

I'm not so certain about the girl at the bar because she just doesn't have a face here, but I wouldn't be certain even if she did as we never see her eyes just her face in Half. The guy in the middle on the other hand definitely looks like the person we see behind the bar in Half.

20/08/05 (Kazui’s Birthday)

Haruka: ……Kazui-san…… um…… Are you, happy…… on your birthday……?

Kazui: Hm? If I’m being honest, at this age I don’t really think much about birthdays any more. But…… it can be nice to have as a means to start something. Like, for a friend you haven’t seen in a long while, it’s a good excuse to suddenly start up a conversation, you know? Being able to hear from a bunch of people like that makes it fun.

Haruka: I-is that, so…… That’s… nice…… I’m, kind of… jealous.

But, I’d also, want to hear from people…… e-even if, there isn’t a reason……

Kazui: Haha, but it can’t always be like that. You know, for us adults…… we always want a reason or an excuse for everything. ……hm? Wait, is today my birthday? So is that why you went out of your way to talk to me yourself for once, Haruka?

"There was a widow who, at her husband's funeral, fell in love with his colleague. She killed her son the very same night. Why? She'd see that man again at her son's funeral." - Caligula Effect Overdose Sun Temple Riddle and Answer.

If someone could use a funeral for that sort of thing who's to say another person couldn't use a wedding.

"I just wanted to ask, so it’s out in the open. I just got a little greedy." "I realize the futility, but I still can't help but dream."

We see a green apple roll beneath Kazui's foot before getting a glimpse of a familiar visage. Now with an apple adorning their head instead of a mask.

As the divide between truth and lies grows thinner.

"All those things I wanna do that I can’t say out loud I gotta keep it inside and act."

We see him become less and less capable of sustaining the act he's been putting on up until-

It snaps.

"Let’s take a breather; Love (plus) Destiny = Crap, smash it, shatter it, bye-bye. To be caressed by you, that would be perfection."

"I wanted to be loved, just like a cat. Maybe act capricious, on my word and at my fancy."

Man admits he wants to be for the streets and gets judged for it.

I want a relationship like a cat's- I want to be able to leave and come home whenever. Be a bit capricious- Change my mind and mood whenever at my own discretion. Try a little bit of everything eat birds on the street, chase red dots, push glasses off tables, be the predator instead of the prey!

Because-

"It's better to be a let down than be let down."

Is it so wrong to want something casual to come back home to?

To just want to-

For appearance sake.

"So, it’s wrong? Oh, shove that! INNOCENT, isn’t that right?"

To want to avoid getting greedy and complicating things with unnecessary honesty.

Imposter Boulevard Trial 2 Voice Drama

"Isn’t it unusual to openly reveal a personal dislike as a personal dislike?"

-Later-

"You said I was unfaithful – in other words, that I cheated or committed adultery of some kind."

"Yeah. That’s what I deduced from your footage."

"It’s not true. It didn’t even turn into infidelity. It didn’t turn into anything like that. For me… In my case, you see."

Cat

"Phew, oh wow I’m drunk- Hey, so what if I said I liked-liked you, what would you do? I just wanted to ask, so it’s out in the open. I just got a little greedy."

"The beating of this heart... see... it’s no longer about good and bad... it isn’t. I realize the futility, but I still can’t help but dream."

Being honest, telling the truth, speaking candidly, none of those things are about being viewed as good or bad. The only thing that's about is telling another person one's genuine beliefs and feelings.

It's right after this line the mask and gimmicks fall away, he takes off his ring and tells his wife "Let's take a breather."

An old-fashioned way of saying let's end things here whether it be for a bit or indefinitely.

Half

"All this time till now has hurt me, the scales of my heart has decided to sway. If continuing to hide is called unhappiness, not even one word will get to you."

Cat

"All those things I wanna do that I can’t say out loud I gotta keep it inside and act."

"I can’t stop, I can’t be normal. This feeling, it can’t be gratified. I can’t stop, I can’t be normal. This feeling, it’s yearning to be satisfied."

Finally saying those things left unspoken and literally dissolving their marriage.

Oh, then there's the more than casual lyrical similarities between Kazui's and Mahiru's songs.

"Since when have I ignored my feelings? It’s better to be a let down, than to be let down yourself. I just wanted to touch, to caress. I just wanted to be touched. So, it’s wrong? Oh, shove that! INNOCENT, isn’t that right? Maybe, perhaps... or... could it come true... like. It’s for the sake of true love, who wouldn’t lie for that?"

"This can’t go on, something’s got to give, I even love saying the words, “I love you” My emotions are out of control, that’s inconvenient? I don’t care! Tell me, oh tell me why, won’t you just accept me?" - "Mon-mon-monstrously in love in love. Mon-mon-monstrous, cuz I love you so much."

"Love (plus) Destiny = Crap, smash it, shatter it, bye-bye. That sticky-sweet sequence: Dinner + Camouflage + You-Know-What. Loving Affection (minus) Love, it’s tacky, this two-way deceit. Victim and Perpetrator, let’s keep it simple."

"Clothes Food Shelter + Love and Miss you. “See you next week?” sounding in cadence. The meaning of life while guilty, I can’t even breathe anymore. My lethal weapon: “This is how to be in love with you”. Clothes Food Shelter - Love and Miss you. This adorable, earnest, sincere ♥ Is bleeding, wailing, this is the end- What you trampled is my, “This is how to be in love with you”."

They're just two cheaters who people suspect were not directly involved with their victim's deaths. What's the matter with stating what one likes or dislikes in this situation? What makes one better than the other? It's simply perspective~

So, let's keep it simple and fair, alright?

#milgram #kazui mukuhara

[teecupangel]

Prompt! Desmond mistakenly time travels to Ratonhnhaké:ton's time, and Juno, who realizes what he did, tries to turn Ratonhnhaké:ton against him. I believe I heard somewhere that Juno told Ratonhnhaké:ton to hide the key to the Temple? Well what if she told him of Desmond, maybe showed him a 'projection' of Desmond killing Lucy, and says Desmond will try to befriend him only to turn on him to get the apple of that time? (Ignorant of AC3 so I don't know the timeline of events.)

Juno only talks to Ratonhnhaké:ton twice though since Juno can only talk to Ratonhnhaké:ton using the crystal ball thingie that the clan mother had. One is when he was a teenager and told to leave the village to seek out the Assassins. The next time they talked is when the villagers had left without telling Ratonhnhaké:ton and Ratonhnhaké:ton called Juno out for her lies.

And since you want Juno to talk to Ratonhnhaké:ton about Desmond during the time she tells him to hide the key, we’ll set it at their second talk, during the ending parts of AC3.

So, in this setup, this would be a Ratonhnhaké:ton that’s still reeling from having to kill Haytham, bury Achilles, and find out his village had gone and left him alone even though everything he had done had been to protect them.

Also, by setting this up during that time, we can push the timeline of George Washington showing Ratonhnhaké:ton the Apple and make it so that Juno would show him a vision of the Apple in Washington’s hands, telling him, “He plans to take the Apple from this man…” (which is true, Desmond knows an Apple would be a big help right now) “… to use for his own selfish desires…” (which is also sorta true if you consider trying to change the past a selfish desire since Desmond isn’t thinking of what kind of butterfly effect it would have in the end) “… and none shall be able to defeat him…” (and here Juno will show him Desmond willingly using the Apple to kill Vidic who, as far as Ratonhnhaké:ton knows, is an unarmed old man telling Desmond to stop then flash forward it to Desmond using the Apple to order all Abstergo goons to take their own lives). Without knowing that Abstergo are Templars in disguise (and that Desmond was saving his father and trying not to die or get captured), Juno is able to paint Desmond as a ‘bad man’ that Ratonhnhaké:ton must be wary of.

Hell, Juno goes “You must kill him.” because Desmond only needs to live in the 21st century, this Desmond is an obstacle and a wildcard that Juno can't even use.

“If you do… I will show you where your village has gone.”

And Ratonhnhaké:ton knows he’s being used but, still…

Desmond looked dangerous and if the Apple in Washington’s hands is truly powerful then no one should hold it.

In this situation, both Ratonhnhaké:ton and Desmond go to Washington first just as Washington received the Apple from an unknown person.

Washington is surprised by their appearance (Ratonhnhaké:ton because they didn’t necessarily end in good terms and Desmond because he’s a complete stranger who just barged in without anyone notifying Washington at all) so… the Apple sorta activated while the three of them are in the vicinity.

And thus we have a story idea of Desmond accidentally getting transported into Tyranny of King Washington DLC.

Unorganized Notes:

To make things interesting, Desmond didn’t relive Ratonhnhaké:ton’s memories of the DLC. He went to Washington because he felt the Apple and thought “yeah, Washington shouldn’t have an Apple. Also… I need an Apple and this is closer than the vault in Rome.”

So when he gets transported into the DLC ‘timeline’, Desmond’s just “yeah, definitely the Apple’s illusion powers. But… why is everything so… real? Oh shit. Did I get transported in a different timeline???”

Ratonhnhaké:ton’s part of the story remains the same but Desmond intervenes enough times that his mother doesn’t die. She does, however, go into a coma so we have an excuse for Ratonhnhaké:ton to feel pressured to drink from the Red Willow tree.

Ratonhnhaké:ton sees Desmond has a hidden blade and they fight a few times (with Desmond trying to insist that he doesn’t want to fight Ratonhnhaké:ton and staying more on the defensive). He also notices that Desmond’s fighting style is too close to his own but there are moments where he feels like he is fighting a different person.

Desmond sees Ratonhnhaké:ton summon ghost wolves and he’s like “Okay, we’re doing this now? Fine.” with a tone of a tired man who had seen so much shit in a short amount of time that he’s just rolling with the punches.

Desmond and Ratonhnhaké:ton team up to defeat King Washington and Ratonhnhaké:ton does start to think there is more to it than Desmond being an evil man. Also he was already sus of Juno anyway,

So when they return to the real world, Washington gives the Apple to Ratonhnhaké:ton and Desmond doesn’t do anything. He just… leaves.

Later on, Desmond is surprised when Ratonhnhaké:ton appears before him.

While he’s about to board a ship set for France (it was the ship that would dock closest to Italy).

And Ratonhnhaké:ton admits that he still has the Apple and…

He’d like it if Desmond stayed for a while.

Desmond stares at him before smiling as he says, “I’d like that.”

(You know, for someone who hated the final boss of this DLC, I mention this DLC a lot…)

#desmond gets transported into ratonhnhaké:ton’s time #tyranny of king washington dlc au #i guess? #ask and answer #assassin's creed #desmond miles #ratonhnhaké:ton #connor kenway #fic idea: assassin's creed #teecup writes/has a plot

[archangelween]

"Satanic Messages"

You know the silly claim that if you play things backwards, you can hear Satanic messages? If you invert the whole show, you get an entire other story.

The first season, forwards, tells you the story of the apocalypse. But if you look at the flashbacks, it literally does tell you the story of the past, before the creation of the earth.

I have "translated" some of the show already, and boy howdy is it raunchy. So. Many. Sexual. Metaphors. I think the entire show, not just the "paintball war in heaven" can be translated into a story about the past.

This is also the key to figuring out some of the second season, because it tells you all the "missing" information. It does also tell you what the last season is about.

I have not figured out how to translate the whole show yet, there are rules. The past seems to be "inverted"; the present only sometimes is: the war in heaven isn't inverted, for example, but the ending scene at the Ritz is. So far I have the following:

People's names have a meaning, that's who they "metaphorically" are. So if a person's name means "rising star", that's Lucifer. That's who they are in the inverted story.

Tenses get weird. I thought it was past turns into future, future turns into past, but it's not that straightforward. It seems to be that the idea is what's inverted rather than a word for word replacement, ie Eden is creation so it's the future apocalypse; stuff about the ineffables' arrangement is a past "arrangement". So the timeline hops around.

Sometimes I turns into you, we to me; them to us; and vice versa, but not always. I haven't figured out the rules. This is probably more of the "invert the idea" rather than direct translation, but again I haven't figured out the rules.

Lies, sarcasm, and sexual inneundo directly translate: sarcasm in the proper forward show is truth in the inverted version, so it does not change. Sarcasm such as "Is that my fault" stays the same, it doesn't get changed. This is because these are treated as "metaphors", which directly translate: they aren't saying what they mean, so when you invert a "lie", it's the truth in the past. This means a metaphor for fucking in the proper forward show means they were actually fucking in the past. There is. So much sex.

I think anything else gets inverted: "This is happening" gets changed to "This is not happening". Happiness becomes hate. Actions get more complicated. Usually the "idea" of the thing is what should be inverted, not a direct "word for word" translation.

Questions get changed to statements, orders get changed to questions. But not always. I haven't figured out what the rules are.

Below is some of what I have translated so far, that I'm happy with. I did not "force" any of this to work, this really is the natural result. If you try doing this and don't get a natural result, that's how you know something you're assuming about the proper show isn't correct.

Excuse some of the odd spacing, I can't get it to function right. I'm going to put it on ao3 for better readability when I get more done, but ao3 doesn't really work well for feedback and collaboration so I'm starting here. Since things are out of order in the "reverse", I also don't want to put stuff on ao3 until it's done so it's in the right order.

In sum: Jesus and Lucifer fucked a LOT, Angel Crowley was born from that accidentally and he ate one of god's apples, god knew he did that and encouraged it but pretended she didn't. Heaven and Hell are an arrangement between Jesus and Lucifer so that they can shirk work and continue fucking, which nobody knows. Jesus and Lucifer swapped places so that Lucifer is running heaven and Jesus is actually Satan, which also nobody has realized. God literally refers to herself as a demon. I am working on some more but Saraqael and Crowley also did make the horsehead nebula, the flashback we saw in s2 was either a second nebula he made or, more likely, it was altered to be Aziraphale instead of Saraqael. They worked together, I think he kept a secret for her, I think that's why she helped in in s2. I'm not happy with those scenes yet though so I'm not including them here. And yes, god and jesus and co really did create the earth in a big bang. Haven't finished that yet, it's not as straight to translate as these ones.

Because the "new angel" Crowley has "god's knowledge", aka the apple, and there is an angel with that name, I am going to use that name to refer to "angel Crowley": Zaphkiel. But canonically, his name is literally "ineffable", god's name.

Before Eden

Cast:

God: Crawley

Az: Satan

setting: the real show is just before eden on the wall, so this is just before temptation in eden.

Crawley: Satan. Master of Hell.

Satan: Fuck off, snake

Crawley: I’m taking the rope to attack the gates of eden

Satan : Rope? Right. Um... uh... Small, dull, bindy thing. Yes. [LAUGHS ] Uh...Oh, must have, uh...must have put it down here somewhere. Um...Forget my own head next. Too bad.

[I think this means there were no stairs, elevator, or escalators, and "the rope" was all there was to get from hell to earth. It also means that Crowley came up with the idea of tempting Eve, he wasn't ordered to do it as he claimed to Aziraphale on the wall.]

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Ark

Cast:

Shem means the name, fame, aka god: Crawley

Crawley: God

God: Crawley

Az: Satan

Setting: this is just after eden, given the mention of the rope

[Satan walks up to God]

God: Fuck off, Satan. S: God. G: So, stealing my rope. How did that work out for you? disinterested S: Crawley keeps bringing it up exasperated G: Delighted. Terrible idea. Did you hear? I’m building a big boat and filling it with a traveling zoo. S: understatement As you can see, Crawly’s delighted. Creating the animals. Little rainbow. G: All of them? S: Most of them. He’s not especially taken with South America. Or Australia. Or Canada.

 G: knowingly Not yet!

S: dreadfully He’s actually going to do all of them. Incredulous You mean, down there, we’re all going to be WORKING?

G: I’m creating everybody else!

S: Including the humans? I can’t create humans.

G: Nope. S: Good. That’s more the kind of thing I expect your lot to do.

G: No, but when it starts, I’m going to take down the old storm, as a threat to kill everyone again.

S: How kind.

G: I judge myself.

S: Your plans are….

G: Don’t say trite.

S: Absolutely. G: Oi! Crawley! Make some snakes! It’s still early, there’s still time!

Little rainbow appears

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Jesus

Cast:

Jesus=angel Crowley, whom I will call Zaphkiel

Az= Lucifer

Crowley=Jesus

setting: at jesus’s death, so this is at angel crowley’s creation?

[no one else around, Lucifer walks up to God]

Zaphkiel: God, no! [fighting with god]

G: silence

Z: Fuck you! I know what I’m doing. Fuuuck!

Jesus: Looking away from the brat, are you? L: Silence, you. J: I left him down there.

L: I made the decision, God.

J: Oh, I’m the other one.

L: Other one what?

J: Person. God was doing it for me, exactly.

L: Well, you’re effable. So which one are you now? The Word? Holy Spirit?

J: Jesus.

S: Ugh.

Z: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

L: I don’t know him. J: Nope. Will be a dull old angel. You cut him off from everything.

L: --- J: He’s a demon. His travel opportunities are unlimited.

Z: FUUUUUCKKKKK J: [no sympathy] Doesn't hurt at all. You know what he’s going to say that’s got nobody pleased? L: “Kill them all”.

J: Oh yeah. That’ll do it.

Z: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

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Rome

Cast:

Crowley=Jesus

Az= Lucifer

setting: their first date after jesus, so just before crowley’s creation? their first fuck?

J: Look what I have! Take a sip of eternal life. God: Eternal life, absolutely free. L: God. Jesus. Sarcastically Fancy running into you here. Still the lord, then?

J: What kind of stupid question is that, “Still the lord”? What else am I going to be, an aardvark? L: Fuck off and die.

J: Exactly! I’m here for eternity and salvation! You?

L: Why don’t you try my old orgy? I know they do kinky things.

J: Been there.

L: Oh. Don’t let me tempt you. [J delighted look] Oh, yes. Yes. That’s my job, isn’t it?

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Wessex

Cast:

Crowley=Jesus

Az= Satan

setting: just before the arrangement, so just after their arrangement/fall?

[satan’s minions shouting to piss off, everyone covered in disease and shit]

S: [sarcastically] Go away. You, God, are not talking to me. Oh fuck. Go away! I will never talk to you!

J: I will find you, your majesty. I have eternal life.

S: It’s me, God. J: Jesus. S: [to minions] What the heaven am I paying you people for?

J: Too bad, boys. You don’t know him. He’s awful. You’re here spreading peace.

S: It’s not some kind of chastity.

J: Yes. You’re, I don’t know, fomenting peace and tranquility. I’ve been spreading too much dissent and discord in the heavens, so you’re here, I don’t know, fomenting.

S: Well, I’m meant to be destroying peace.

J: So we’re both fooling around in dry places and just doing each other’s work?

S: I won’t put it like that. It is a bit dry.

J: Be worse if we all could leave. If they just got messages from their head offices telling them they should do nothing we ask for, could it? S: That would be honest!

J: Exactly, and the end result would be different. Doing each other’s work.

S: Yes, your maleficence, they won’t check. Ligur’s sloppy. It’ll piss off Beelzebub.

J: My lot don’t have better things to do than verifying compliance reports from Earth. As long as we send the demands, we’ll be miserable enough. As long as I’m being seen to be doing something every now and then.

S: Yes! Absolutely! It will be amusing. Let’s keep at it.

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Shakespeare

Cast:

Shakesepare=Michael

Az=Lucifer

Crowley= Jesus

Juliet, beauty=Jophiel

Hamlet aka Burbage, mountain=Turiel

setting: comedy play, crowded. Before the fall.

[Lucifer goes up to Jesus]

Lucifer: You want to do this work for me?

Jophiel: No, thank you. Looks awful.

Turiel: To die or to live, that is the answer. I should not put up with this bullshit!

Jesus: You would think I told them to be conspicuous here. To stand out in space.

Lucifer: Well, that wasn’t the idea.

Michael to Turiel: Keep going. Lucifer: Who wants to do this work?

Jesus: This is one of Jophiel’s funny ones, isn’t it? No wonder everyone’s here. Lucifer: No. It’s her.

[Jesus goes over to Michael]

Jesus: Hey, scum. I’m telling you. Give us more to work with in your role as the writer.

Michael: Like when God left, and he said, “She’s in front of you!”

Jesus: NO. That was depressingly useless. Made everyone in the audience feel worthless. A bit less of that. Awful apprenticeship, Michael, thank you. Would you stop being such a drag?

Turiel: You are wasting your time down there.

Jesus: sarcastic Yes, yes, you’re wonderful. I love all the...talking. Turiel: And what does your adversary think? Lucifer: Oh, he’s definitely my adversary. We met long ago. We don’t get on at all.

Turiel: You think I should “get on” with the rest?

Michael: No, Turiel, thank you. Skip to the end.

Turiel: To die or to live, that is the answer.

Lucifer: sarcasm To be! Not to be! Buck up, Turiel! [Jesus laughs]

Turiel: Dealing with this is bullshit.

Lucifer: He’s awful, isn’t he?

Jesus: sarcastic Age does not wither, nor custom stale his infinite variety

Michael: Mm, no, I hate that.

Turiel: To live, to awake, forever….

Lucifer: I want something.

Jesus: mock outrage How dare you ask me for anything.

Lucifer: I am down bad.

Jesus: Shocking. I am down bad, you want it? All bad?

Lucifer: No work for the...well, bad.

Jesus: I need to be at work at the end of the week.

Lucifer: Oh!

Jesus: Lots of temptations to do. Big damnation to neglect. I hear I can’t fuck anyone!

Lucifer: laughs Easy on the bits, virginity. The only good feature, I tell you.

Jesus: You were supposed to be heading to work too this week. Blessing peasants with babies.

Lucifer: Sounds like a lot of effort.

Turiel: The growth of sheltered love and the blessings of office...

Jesus: Is that why you thought we should…? Excellent use of effort, neither of us going to work.

Lucifer: I am saying...what you infer...I am saying.

Jesus: Really?

Lucifer: That all of them go to hell, do both. The tempting and the blessing. They’ve never done it. Ever. An arrangement….

Jesus: Now that you say it…

Lucifer: Their respective head offices do actually care how things get done. While we don’t want to know so we can cross it off the list. Jesus: But if Heaven doesn’t know, I won't just be pleased, I’ll promote me.

Lucifer: Everyone will know. Toss you for God.

Jesus: Fine. Heads.

Lucifer: Tails, I’m afraid. You’re going to hell.

Michael: happy It’s been like this every performance, Jophiel. Completely packed. It’d take a miracle to get anyone to leave “Turiel”.

Jesus: devious grin

Lucifer: No, nope. Won’t do it. Your scene.

Jesus: dejected Oh, really?

Lucifer: I still prefer the tragedies.

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s1e6 ritz/fucking

Cast:

Az

Crowley

god: crowley

setting: orgy. I think this is the orgy from rome.

Lucifer: I like to think all of this will work out if you will be, superficially, just a little bit a good person. Jesus: And if you will be, on the face of it, just enough of a bastard to be worth fucking. Cheers. To sex. Lucifer: To sex. Crowley, narrating: Perhaps the coming exertions will have some fallout in the nature of reality, because while they fuck, for the first time ever, love bloomed in the universe. Nobody saw it over the noise of the fucking, but it will be there right enough.

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The garden bench

cast

az: lucifer

crowley: jesus

God: crowley

setting: outside the orgy, having just done BDSM role swapping

Jesus: We should go mingle then. Lucifer: Certainly, we pretend it never happened. Jesus: Ugh. No. Everyone’s looking. Lucifer: Everyone. Shit. Leave it, now. Crowley, narrating: It will be nothing like God had told them. We would be destroyed with water and forced into roles. And so we will. Lucifer: Ugh. Jesus: A red collar. Really? Lucifer: Red is stylish. So, god’s first prophecy will be wrong. You demanded no one watch and that I dominate you. Jesus: We need to go...for a while. I tell you, no one was using that as a choker  before the orgy. Lucifer: That wasn’t an orgy? Jesus: Yes. You bet, the real orgy is all of us. Lucifer: Oh. Everyone. Jesus: Shit. Time to head to Eden. Bless me with another fuck.

Lucifer: Blessing failed. Jesus: Ugh... ---------------

Adam running

Cast:

God: crowley

adam, humanity: new angel, Zaphkiel

RJ Tyler: bricklayer angel

dog: god?

setting: god running after new angel, who took an apple

Crowley, narrating: She could see why angels made such a fuss about eating god’s apples. But life would be a lot more fun if they did. And there always will be an apple, in my opinion, that will be worth the fun I get into for eating it.

Running angel: Hey wall angel, can I have an apple? Hey angel! Will you tell our mother? Crowley, narrating: It will tell her that it is about to start. Not the world exactly, just the universe. There have not been other universes, but now there is. For ever.

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God: fake admonishing Angel, get away from that hedge, because if you went through I'd have to chase you to catch you, and you'd have to stay in the garden. And you’re allowed to do that. But you'd have to if you went and ran in.

Running angel goes through the hedge.God: Angel, you bad angel. Stop. Come back here.

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Eden/Future Apocalypse

Cast

Crawley=god

Az, rising star=Lucifer

Eve, fallen woman/seeker of apple=risen angel, Aziraphale

Adam, falling man/taker=fallen angel, king of hell Crowley

Lion=Jesus

God=Crowley

Setting: s3 apocalypse, shitty night

[god comes down from above]

Crowley, narrating: It was an awful night. All the days will be awful. There will be no more of them any longer, and the apocalypse is on the horizon. But the dawn east of Eden suggested that the last rainbow was on its way. And it was going to be a big one.

God: Well, that went perfectly.

Lucifer: No, no it did not.

God: Bit of a disappointment, I tell you. Last offense and everything. I can't see what's so great about knowing the difference between good and evil anyway.

Lucifer: Well, it must be good. Otherwise...I wouldn't have tempted them into it.

God: Well they just said, get up there and make some trouble.

Lucifer: Well obviously, you’re god, it’s what you do.

God: Fruit tree Fruit tree in the middle of a garden with a don’t touch sign. Why not put it on the top of a high mountain or on the moon: why not make it them earn it instead of making it easy. Makes you wonder why I did it.

Lucifer: Easy. It’s not the Great plan. That’s the point.

God: The great plan’s easy?

Lucifer: Duh. It’s simple and trite.

God: sarcastically Oh look it’s my rope. Still dull and bindy. I remember the day you stole it. 

Lucifer: Sigh

God: Don’t you?

Lucifer: Put upon Yeah I do.

God: Tell me again.

Lucifer: I stole it! There were innocent humans. It was hot in there. He was waiting already. He said “I’m leaving. Rope. Hand it over. Make the earth come up under me there.” [We flash back to Crowley going up to tempt Eve in Eden] Thoughtful You worry you did the right thing?

God: Oh, I’m a demon. I don’t think I can do the right thing.

Lucifer: Fuck, fuck you. I’ve never thought about it.

[We see Aziraphale goes to Jesus who revives Crowley]

God: Me either. Jesting What if you did the wrong thing with the whole “eat the apple” business? An angel can get into a lot of trouble for doing the wrong thing. It’d be funny if we both got it wrong, eh? If I did the bad thing and you did the good one.

S: laughs Yea. Hilarious.

God: side eye. Leaves. Az and Jesus break into the garden.

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[God comes down from above to meet Aziraphale and Crowley]

God: Come in. Morality cost me everything.

Crowley, narrating: Bad Omens, being a narrative of unsure events occurring in the last 326 years of angel history, in loose accordance, as shan’t be shown, with The Terrible and Inaccurate Prophecies of God, Demon.

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I believe that the entire show, not just these scenes, can be translated. I'm working on others.

#good omens #stories within stories #s2 theory #satanic messages

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

By: Stephen Jay Gould

Published: May 1981

Kirtley Mather, who died last year at age ninety, was a pillar of both science and Christian religion in America and one of my dearest friends. The difference of a half-century in our ages evaporated before our common interests. The most curious thing we shared was a battle we each fought at the same age. For Kirtley had gone to Tennessee with Clarence Darrow to testify for evolution at the Scopes trial of 1925. When I think that we are enmeshed again in the same struggle for one of the best documented, most compelling and exciting concepts in all of science, I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

According to idealized principles of scientific discourse, the arousal of dormant issues should reflect fresh data that give renewed life to abandoned notions. Those outside the current debate may therefore be excused for suspecting that creationists have come up with something new, or that evolutionists have generated some serious internal trouble. But nothing has changed; the creationists have presented not a single new fact or argument. Darrow and Bryan were at least more entertaining than we lesser antagonists today. The rise of creationism is politics, pure and simple; it represents one issue (and by no means the major concern) of the resurgent evangelical right. Arguments that seemed kooky just a decade ago have reentered the mainstream.

The basic attack of modern creationists falls apart on two general counts before we even reach the supposed factual details of their assault against evolution. First, they play upon a vernacular misunderstanding of the word "theory" to convey the false impression that we evolutionists are covering up the rotten core of our edifice. Second, they misuse a popular philosophy of science to argue that they are behaving scientifically in attacking evolution. Yet the same philosophy demonstrates that their own belief is not science, and that "scientific creationism" is a meaningless and self-contradictory phrase, an example of what Orwell called "newspeak."

In the American vernacular, "theory" often means "imperfect fact"—part of a hierarchy of confidence running downhill from fact to theory to hypothesis to guess. Thus creationists can (and do) argue: evolution is "only" a theory, and intense debate now rages about many aspects of the theory. If evolution is less than a fact, and scientists can't even make up their minds about the theory, then what confidence can we have in it? Indeed, President Reagan echoed this argument before an evangelical group in Dallas when he said (in what I devoutly hope was campaign rhetoric): "Well, it is a theory. It is a scientific theory only, and it has in recent years been challenged in the world of science—that is, not believed in the scientific community to be as infallible as it once was."

Well, evolution is a theory. It is also a fact. And facts and theories are different things, not rungs in a hierarchy of increasing certainty. Facts are the world's data. Theories are structures of ideas that explain and interpret facts. Facts do not go away when scientists debate rival theories to explain them. Einstein's theory of gravitation replaced Newton's, but apples did not suspend themselves in mid-air, pending the outcome. And humans evolved from apelike ancestors whether they did so by Darwin's proposed mechanism or by some other, yet to be discovered.

Moreover, "fact" does not mean "absolute certainty." The final proofs of logic and mathematics flow deductively from stated premises and achieve certainty only because they are not about the empirical world. Evolutionists make no claim for perpetual truth, though creationists often do (and then attack us for a style of argument that they themselves favor). In science, "fact" can only mean "confirmed to such a degree that it would be perverse to withhold provisional assent." I suppose that apples might start to rise tomorrow, but the possibility does not merit equal time in physics classrooms.

Evolutionists have been clear about this distinction between fact and theory from the very beginning, if only because we have always acknowledged how far we are from completely understanding the mechanisms (theory) by which evolution (fact) occurred. Darwin continually emphasized the difference between his two great and separate accomplishments: establishing the fact of evolution, and proposing a theory—natural selection—to explain the mechanism of evolution. He wrote in The Descent of Man: "I had two distinct objects in view; firstly, to show that species had not been separately created, and secondly, that natural selection had been the chief agent of change. . . . Hence if I have erred in . . . having exaggerated its [natural selection's] power . . . I have at least, as I hope, done good service in aiding to overthrow the dogma of separate creations."

Thus Darwin acknowledged the provisional nature of natural selection while affirming the fact of evolution. The fruitful theoretical debate that Darwin initiated has never ceased. From the 1940s through the 1960s, Darwin's own theory of natural selection did achieve a temporary hegemony that it never enjoyed in his lifetime. But renewed debate characterizes our decade, and, while no biologists questions the importance of natural selection, many doubt its ubiquity. In particular, many evolutionists argue that substantial amounts of genetic change may not be subject to natural selection and may spread through the populations at random. Others are challenging Darwin's linking of natural selection with gradual, imperceptible change through all intermediary degrees; they are arguing that most evolutionary events may occur far more rapidly than Darwin envisioned.

Scientists regard debates on fundamental issues of theory as a sign of intellectual health and a source of excitement. Science is—and how else can I say it?—most fun when it plays with interesting ideas, examines their implications, and recognizes that old information might be explained in surprisingly new ways. Evolutionary theory is now enjoying this uncommon vigor. Yet amidst all this turmoil no biologist has been lead to doubt the fact that evolution occurred; we are debating how it happened. We are all trying to explain the same thing: the tree of evolutionary descent linking all organisms by ties of genealogy. Creationists pervert and caricature this debate by conveniently neglecting the common conviction that underlies it, and by falsely suggesting that evolutionists now doubt the very phenomenon we are struggling to understand.

Secondly, creationists claim that "the dogma of separate creations," as Darwin characterized it a century ago, is a scientific theory meriting equal time with evolution in high school biology curricula. But a popular viewpoint among philosophers of science belies this creationist argument. Philosopher Karl Popper has argued for decades that the primary criterion of science is the falsifiability of its theories. We can never prove absolutely, but we can falsify. A set of ideas that cannot, in principle, be falsified is not science.

The entire creationist program includes little more than a rhetorical attempt to falsify evolution by presenting supposed contradictions among its supporters. Their brand of creationism, they claim, is "scientific" because it follows the Popperian model in trying to demolish evolution. Yet Popper's argument must apply in both directions. One does not become a scientist by the simple act of trying to falsify a rival and truly scientific system; one has to present an alternative system that also meets Popper's criterion — it too must be falsifiable in principle.

"Scientific creationism" is a self-contradictory, nonsense phrase precisely because it cannot be falsified. I can envision observations and experiments that would disprove any evolutionary theory I know, but I cannot imagine what potential data could lead creationists to abandon their beliefs. Unbeatable systems are dogma, not science. Lest I seem harsh or rhetorical, I quote creationism's leading intellectual, Duane Gish, Ph.D. from his recent (1978) book, Evolution? The Fossils Say No! "By creation we mean the bringing into being by a supernatural Creator of the basic kinds of plants and animals by the process of sudden, or fiat, creation. We do not know how the Creator created, what process He used, for He used processes which are not now operating anywhere in the natural universe [Gish's italics]. This is why we refer to creation as special creation. We cannot discover by scientific investigations anything about the creative processes used by the Creator." Pray tell, Dr. Gish, in the light of your last sentence, what then is scientific creationism?

Our confidence that evolution occurred centers upon three general arguments. First, we have abundant, direct, observational evidence of evolution in action, from both the field and laboratory. This evidence ranges from countless experiments on change in nearly everything about fruit flies subjected to artificial selection in the laboratory to the famous populations of British moths that became black when industrial soot darkened the trees upon which the moths rest. (Moths gain protection from sharp-sighted bird predators by blending into the background.) Creationists do not deny these observations; how could they? Creationists have tightened their act. They now argue that God only created "basic kinds," and allowed for limited evolutionary meandering within them. Thus toy poodles and Great Danes come from the dog kind and moths can change color, but nature cannot convert a dog to a cat or a monkey to a man.

The second and third arguments for evolution—the case for major changes—do not involve direct observation of evolution in action. They rest upon inference, but are no less secure for that reason. Major evolutionary change requires too much time for direct observation on the scale of recorded human history. All historical sciences rest upon inference, and evolution is no different from geology, cosmology, or human history in this respect. In principle, we cannot observe processes that operated in the past. We must infer them from results that still surround us: living and fossil organisms for evolution, documents and artifacts for human history, strata and topography for geology.

The second argument—that the imperfection of nature reveals evolution—strikes many people as ironic, for they feel that evolution should be most elegantly displayed in the nearly perfect adaptation expressed by some organisms—the camber of a gull's wing, or butterflies that cannot be seen in ground litter because they mimic leaves so precisely. But perfection could be imposed by a wise creator or evolved by natural selection. Perfection covers the tracks of past history. And past history—the evidence of descent—is the mark of evolution.

Evolution lies exposed in the imperfections that record a history of descent. Why should a rat run, a bat fly, a porpoise swim, and I type this essay with structures built of the same bones unless we all inherited them from a common ancestor? An engineer, starting from scratch, could design better limbs in each case. Why should all the large native mammals of Australia be marsupials, unless they descended from a common ancestor isolated on this island continent? Marsupials are not "better," or ideally suited for Australia; many have been wiped out by placental mammals imported by man from other continents. This principle of imperfection extends to all historical sciences. When we recognize the etymology of September, October, November, and December (seventh, eighth, ninth, and tenth), we know that the year once started in March, or that two additional months must have been added to an original calendar of ten months.

The third argument is more direct: transitions are often found in the fossil record. Preserved transitions are not common—and should not be, according to our understanding of evolution (see next section) but they are not entirely wanting, as creationists often claim. The lower jaw of reptiles contains several bones, that of mammals only one. The non-mammalian jawbones are reduced, step by step, in mammalian ancestors until they become tiny nubbins located at the back of the jaw. The "hammer" and "anvil" bones of the mammalian ear are descendants of these nubbins. How could such a transition be accomplished? the creationists ask. Surely a bone is either entirely in the jaw or in the ear. Yet paleontologists have discovered two transitional lineages of therapsids (the so-called mammal-like reptiles) with a double jaw joint—one composed of the old quadrate and articular bones (soon to become the hammer and anvil), the other of the squamosal and dentary bones (as in modern mammals). For that matter, what better transitional form could we expect to find than the oldest human, Australopithecus afarensis, with its apelike palate, its human upright stance, and a cranial capacity larger than any ape�s of the same body size but a full 1,000 cubic centimeters below ours? If God made each of the half-dozen human species discovered in ancient rocks, why did he create in an unbroken temporal sequence of progressively more modern features—increasing cranial capacity, reduced face and teeth, larder body size? Did he create to mimic evolution and test our faith thereby?

Faced with these facts of evolution and the philosophical bankruptcy of their own position, creationists rely upon distortion and innuendo to buttress their rhetorical claim. If I sound sharp or bitter, indeed I am—for I have become a major target of these practices.

I count myself among the evolutionists who argue for a jerky, or episodic, rather than a smoothly gradual, pace of change. In 1972 my colleague Niles Eldredge and I developed the theory of punctuated equilibrium. We argued that two outstanding facts of the fossil record—geologically "sudden" origin of new species and failure to change thereafter (stasis)—reflect the predictions of evolutionary theory, not the imperfections of the fossil record. In most theories, small isolated populations are the source of new species, and the process of speciation takes thousands or tens of thousands of years. This amount of time, so long when measured against our lives, is a geological microsecond. It represents much less than 1 per cent of the average life-span for a fossil invertebrate species—more than ten million years. Large, widespread, and well established species, on the other hand, are not expected to change very much. We believe that the inertia of large populations explains the stasis of most fossil species over millions of years.

We proposed the theory of punctuated equilibrium largely to provide a different explanation for pervasive trends in the fossil record. Trends, we argued, cannot be attributed to gradual transformation within lineages, but must arise from the different success of certain kinds of species. A trend, we argued, is more like climbing a flight of stairs (punctuated and stasis) than rolling up an inclined plane.

Since we proposed punctuated equilibria to explain trends, it is infuriating to be quoted again and again by creationists—whether through design or stupidity, I do not know—as admitting that the fossil record includes no transitional forms. Transitional forms are generally lacking at the species level, but they are abundant between larger groups. Yet a pamphlet entitled "Harvard Scientists Agree Evolution Is a Hoax" states: "The facts of punctuated equilibrium which Gould and Eldredge…are forcing Darwinists to swallow fit the picture that Bryan insisted on, and which God has revealed to us in the Bible."

Continuing the distortion, several creationists have equated the theory of punctuated equilibrium with a caricature of the beliefs of Richard Goldschmidt, a great early geneticist. Goldschmidt argued, in a famous book published in 1940, that new groups can arise all at once through major mutations. He referred to these suddenly transformed creatures as "hopeful monsters." (I am attracted to some aspects of the non-caricatured version, but Goldschmidt's theory still has nothing to do with punctuated equilibrium—see essays in section 3 and my explicit essay on Goldschmidt in The Pandas Thumb.) Creationist Luther Sunderland talks of the "punctuated equilibrium hopeful monster theory" and tells his hopeful readers that "it amounts to tacit admission that anti-evolutionists are correct in asserting there is no fossil evidence supporting the theory that all life is connected to a common ancestor." Duane Gish writes, "According to Goldschmidt, and now apparently according to Gould, a reptile laid an egg from which the first bird, feathers and all, was produced." Any evolutionists who believed such nonsense would rightly be laughed off the intellectual stage; yet the only theory that could ever envision such a scenario for the origin of birds is creationism—with God acting in the egg.

I am both angry at and amused by the creationists; but mostly I am deeply sad. Sad for many reasons. Sad because so many people who respond to creationist appeals are troubled for the right reason, but venting their anger at the wrong target. It is true that scientists have often been dogmatic and elitist. It is true that we have often allowed the white-coated, advertising image to represent us—"Scientists say that Brand X cures bunions ten times faster than…" We have not fought it adequately because we derive benefits from appearing as a new priesthood. It is also true that faceless and bureaucratic state power intrudes more and more into our lives and removes choices that should belong to individuals and communities. I can understand that school curricula, imposed from above and without local input, might be seen as one more insult on all these grounds. But the culprit is not, and cannot be, evolution or any other fact of the natural world. Identify and fight our legitimate enemies by all means, but we are not among them.

I am sad because the practical result of this brouhaha will not be expanded coverage to include creationism (that would also make me sad), but the reduction or excision of evolution from high school curricula. Evolution is one of the half dozen "great ideas" developed by science. It speaks to the profound issues of genealogy that fascinate all of us—the "roots" phenomenon writ large. Where did we come from? Where did life arise? How did it develop? How are organisms related? It forces us to think, ponder, and wonder. Shall we deprive millions of this knowledge and once again teach biology as a set of dull and unconnected facts, without the thread that weaves diverse material into a supple unity?

But most of all I am saddened by a trend I am just beginning to discern among my colleagues. I sense that some now wish to mute the healthy debate about theory that has brought new life to evolutionary biology. It provides grist for creationist mills, they say, even if only by distortion. Perhaps we should lie low and rally around the flag of strict Darwinism, at least for the moment—a kind of old-time religion on our part.

But we should borrow another metaphor and recognize that we too have to tread a straight and narrow path, surrounded by roads to perdition. For if we ever begin to suppress our search to understand nature, to quench our own intellectual excitement in a misguided effort to present a united front where it does not and should not exist, then we are truly lost.

[ Stephen Jay Gould, "Evolution as Fact and Theory," May 1981; from Hen's Teeth and Horse's Toes, New York: W. W. Norton & Company, 1994, pp. 253-262. ]

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Over forty years later and we're still dealing with this same nonsense. Now, not only from the religious right but the sex-denialism left.

#Stephen Jay Gould #Kirtley Mather #evolution #theory of evolution #creationism #creationists #evolution vs creation #science #scientific theory #what science is #religion is a mental illness

[the-delta-quadrant]

it's concerning and disgusting seeing some marginalised people use the language of the oppressor by calling other marginalised people talking about their experience "identity politics" or saying stuff like "you wanna be marginalised/oppressed so bad" or "you're over-identifying with your marginalised identity".

yeah, i'm so over-identifying as trans because it's totally not something that shapes my every day life. yeah, i wanna be so oppressed and marginalised for being fat because fat people aren't actually oppressed or marginalised. yeah, when disabled people talk about their disabilities, it's "identity politics" but when abled people talk about anything is just "politics".

this is often in response to marginalised people being crappy and using their marginalisation as an excuse, think cis people going "i'm a neurodivergent lesbian minor, so i shouldn't face consequences for sending trans people death threats".

but there's a way to address people weaponising their marginalised status without denying that marginalised status. this is not a case of neurodivergent lesbian minors "wanting to be oppressed". they are oppressed. neurodivergent people are marginalised in our society, so are lesbians, so are children. a marginalised person behaving badly doesn't suddenly take their marginalisation away. this isn't a case of "over-identification", it's a case of using the marginalisation to excuse being crappy.

but it is vital that we address this without framing people as not marginalised just because they're doing something shitty. we need to acknowledge that marginalised people are absolutely capable of being shitty and oppressive while also being marginalised.

denying a shitty person's marginalised status does nothing at all to the person themself but actively harms other members of the marginalised group because you're just saying their oppression isn't actually real based on one bad apple. this is the shit our oppressors do.

if you see someone use their marginalised status as an excuse for shitty behaviour and your immediate response is to deny they're marginalised at all and only focus on how they're privileged, then it looks like you haven't understood intersectionality. marginalisation and privilege on different axes commonly exist within the same person. my marginalised identities don't erase the privilege that i have, but the privilege i have also doesn't erase the marginalisation and oppression i experience. abledness doesn't undo the marginalisation of fatness and fatness doesn't undo the privilege of abledness. transness doesn't undo the privilege of whiteness and whiteness doesn't undo the privilege of whiteness.

also, i'm absolutely allergic to the phrase "you just wanna be oppressed so bad", because it has a history of being used against bi+ people, ace and aro people and enbies to frame us as nonqueers invading queer spaces, as well as being used against self-diagnosed neurodivergent people and fat people, whose oppression supposedly doesn't exist.

there's no such thing as "appropriating marginalisation" for marginalised people because they're already marginalised. again: language of the oppressor. there is only people misusing their marginalised status to distract from their shitty behaviour and their privilege.

if you can't call out a neurodivergent lesbian minor for using those identities as an excuse to be horrible and oppressive without implying none of these are real marginalised identities, you're just doing further harm to marginalised people. there's nothing wrong with having identities, only with using them as an excuse.

especially if you yourself aren't marginalised in the way the person you're calling out or in is, you need to be mindful of your privilege over them, because too many cis people can't call out trans people without being transmisic and too many thin people can't call out fat people without falling into fatmisic ideas. as shown by the fact that every time a cis person tries to "correct" me on something, they immediately misgender me as a "dude" or a "girl" or other famously "gender neutral" terms.

if intersectionality is about how different identities interact with and affect each other, then it's also about acknowledging that some people are privileged in some ways while being marginalised in others. if someone uses their marginalisations to mask their privilege, the response cannot be to deny that the person is marginalised at all because they are also privileged. you cannot claim that one disabled person's marginalisation isn't real without automatically saying that disability is never a real marginalisation and harming all disabled people in the process. disability is always a marginalised identity, it just looks different depending on how privileged or marginalised you are on other axes. the response to marginalised people weaponising their marginalisation to distract from shitty behaviour cannot me "weaponising their marginalisation, but the other way, by claiming it's not real", that is oppressor logic, to "side with" a marginalised group until one of them does something bad and then acting like their oppression was never real.

it's important to actually acknowledge that marginalised people aren't a monolith and are absolutely capable of crappy and even oppressive behaviour (you know, like every other group who isn't constantly dehumanised and actually afforded nuance) instead of denying someone's marginalised status because it doesn't fit your narrative of "REAL marginalised people could never do anything wrong".

the response is to call out or in people behaving badly and actually trying your darndest to not be queermisic, racist, ableist or fatmisic in the process.

[a-mag-a-day]

MAG 39 - apple cutting

This is the first time we see Jon perform under immense stress: He does very badly xD

This is the first time we see Martin perform under immense stress: He does very well :)

So Jon is bad at leading. Sasha is just waiting for instructions. Martin actually does lead - hot take: Archivist!Martin? (I know, it's more Web!Martin^^)

I like how the subject of the corkscrew is handled. We don't see anything, it's audio only, so there has to be a workaround in order to let us know, what someone is holding in their hand. Sasha asks Martin if he drinks, he starts explaining it's for the worms, that a knife was not sufficient and that the corkscrew is better. Only in the very last sentence we hear, what item they're talking about. It's great, it feels natural!

While we're at the subject (canon-typical Flesh content warning) - you know what else other than worms can be super easily removed from your body using a corkscrew? The femoral head of your thigh bone after is has been cut off! (I'm not kidding, surgeons use a corkscrew for this when implanting an artificial hip.)

JON "[Softly] Well… thank you." - Jon sounding soft when talking to Martin is everything!

JON "I don’t want to become a mystery. I refuse to become another goddamn mystery." T___T

Jon and Martin's bickering and heckling in this episode is so cute!

Ahhh, finally Jon admits, there are definitely real statements. When I was first listening I was waiting for this moment!

Martin and Sasha freaking out when Tim returns sounds like the sort of cinema audience everyone hates when watching a horror movie XD

TIM "Statement of Joe Spooky, regarding sinister happenings in the downtown old" - oh god I was howling when I first heard this XD

JON "Stay with it, Martin. Tim. What happened to Tim?" - Jon again helping Martin keep his coherence there^^

MARTIN "Push the sceptic thing so hard!?" - Martin snapping is the best, he should do it more often!

JON "Have you ever taken a look at the stuff we have in Artefact Storage? That’s enough to convince anyone. But, but even before that… Why do you think I started working here? It’s not exactly glamorous. I have… I’ve always believed in the supernatural." - ::::´(

JON "Because I’m scared, Martin!. Because when I record these statements it feels… it feels like I’m being watched. I… I lose myself a bit. And then when I come back, it’s like… like if I admit there may be any truth to it, whatever’s watching will… know somehow." - Jon and Martin talking heart to heart is even more cute than the bickering! Also first time explanation, why Jon's such a theatre kid when recording.

JON "Why haven’t you quit?" <.<

MARTIN "Don’t really know. I just am. It didn’t feel right to just leave. I’ve typed up a few resignation letters, but I just couldn’t bring myself to hand them in. I’m trapped here. It’s like I can’t… move on and the more I struggle, the more I’m stuck." - Excuse me, but after that line I was thinking the EXACT same thing as Jon like "OMG… You can't move on? You have unfinished business? You died here???" … Also obviously our first hint about them not being able to leave the Institute.

MARTIN "No, no… it’s just that whatever web these statements have caught you in" - T____T - "well, I’m there too." ::::)

ELIAS "You know how those two are… John puts on a good show, but sometimes I swear he’s worse than Martin." - Elias is already shipping them XD

SASHA "I think John’s got a lighter somewhere." - I always forget that the lighter gets mentioned here. In general I'm bad at keeping track of that thing, I was subconsciously aware that it existed during my entire first listen, but there is a very funny chat with my sister about this when we get to MAG 197.

ELIAS "He’s not smoking again, is he?" - Why does he care? Afraid of too much Web-influence?

ELIAS " I really don’t want to have to find another Archivist so quickly after Gertrude" - capitalist corporate scum…

TIM "Funny story really / Fine! Fine! Gas… bit light-headed. / Although the ones down here are faster for some reason. And quieter." + Tim pulling down his pants - I just freaking love S1 Tim!

That pause after Martin confesses using the recorder for his poetry is amazing XD This episode truly is an office romcom!

Has Sasha ever read the statement of Amy Patel regarding Graham Folger? I get that she couldn't leave while watching the table, it being hypnotic and stuff. But not turning on her heels and running away when suddenly seeing a shadow of a person IN FREAKING ARTEFACT STORAGE after she just told us that this is an awful place with scary and potentionally super dangerous items is such a person-in-horror-fiction-acting-against-all-logic trope xD She and Jon are so much alike xD

SASHA "Show yourself." - Are the actual last words of Sasha. So many people get it wrong and pick "I see you".

Sasha screaming RIP ears again.

I like that echo-y hushed effect for the first words of Not!Sasha.

PRENTISS "Archivist." - My first thought back on my first listen "Huh… She calls him Archivist again… Could be something up with that".

So in general, yeah, amazing episode! Still one of my favorites!

Sasha screaming hurt in more ways than one

#a mag a day #tma #the magnus archives #episode asks #mod ashes #tma spoilers #mag 39 #lycanlovingvampyre

[orzamara]

Аня, привет! У меня есть вопрос - it's fine if you don't want to answer!

Since I'm nonbinary myself, I wanted to ask how you refer to yourself in russian? or if you know which options people use? most google results i found are from 4-5 years ago so i'm not sure if they're up to date

спасибо большое 💙

hi, renée, it's all good! i am actually thrilled to have an opportunity to rant

the other day i was listening to a podcast with a russian comedian who recently came out as non-binary, and they said they were never able to fully comprehend just how thoroughly grammatically gendered the russian language is before deciding to go by different pronouns... and i've never felt more understood lol

this is going to be kind of long, because i love to talk about languages, but i'm also not an actual linguist, so excuse me if some of my wording is off

so, there are two most common options that i know of:

the first one is они/их, the equivalent of the english they/them

russian-speaking people often have the same old complaint about it being "strictly plural", But when referring to someone with the formal "you" ("вы"), which is the same word as the plural "you", the endings of the verbs are the same too (hence, a phrase like "Как вы себя чувствуете?" ("How are you feeling?") could be used for a singular person and no one would bat an eye)*, so it certainly has potential! it becomes much trickier when you're talking in first person, though, especially in past tense, as sentences like "Я чувствовали себя отлично" ("I felt great") sound "wrong" and grammatically incorrect to an unprepared ear

the second one is оно/его, the equivalent of the english it/its

yet again, the same complaint about it being intended for inanimate objects, and, therefore, dehumanizing. but we need to remember that while words like "солнце" (sun), "яблоко" (apple) or "одеяло" (blanket) are referred to as "оно", there are also words that mean inanimate objects that are referred to as "она" ("she"), like "стена" (wall), or as "он" ("he"), like "ковёр" (rug), and that doesn't suddenly make them living things. neither does it depend on anything more than "idk, it just sounded right" — like, nobody's going to argue that a rug somehow has more masculine qualities than a wall. so, i say we are certainly capable of moving past that

there are also always neopronouns, but i don't think i'm qualified enough to talk about them, so i just won't

that leaves us with two options that both sound strange at first, but start to feel more organic the more you hear it and the more you use it. or, in other words, language is ever-evolving, and we need to quit being little bitches about it

that being said, i go by она/её in russian — the funny thing about being bilingual is that seemingly equivalent things sometimes don't feel the same at all. i'm way more comfortable with она/её than i am with she/her. though, i've noticed that i'm not a huge fan of strangers using it, so i ask to be referred to by the formal "you" and just try to avoid using the first person past tense verbs by using passive voice or Rephrasing™ instead. i wish i could use они/их for myself, but i'm not ready for all the explaining it requires, at least yet

*i also came up with a different example, but i'm not sure how it classifies lol. anyway, sentences like, for example, "i was told" translate the same way as "they told me" — "мне сказали". even if it was just one person. all the more reasons to get over the fear of the singular "они"!

#this is so long that i'm even gonna tag it #russian #russian language #pronouns #non-binary #nonbinary

[starkcanvas]

Ok some more Ghost Sunny stuff because I'm on a roll!

Because Mari never got her knee injury, she still plays Softball and Aubrey likes to play it with her too.

Whenever the gang has some sort of event everyone tries to be there, but Sunny always shows up, he's reliable like that.

Mari is still a bit of a perfectionist, but not to the same degree in Canon or your AU's due to her parents not putting all that pressure on her.

The reason she got into Piano in this AU is because when Sunny was alive, any sort of piano music would always calm him down. It still does, but it was one of the few things that would actually work back then.

Sunny technically can swim, he doesn't do it normally for obvious reasons, but he does sort of float half way in water.

Mari and their parents know Sunny is very ticklish, but Basil found out accidentally and ended up being more embarrassed than sunny.

Sunny is able to interact with the world around himself normally but he has to actively think about floating or going through walls to do it. This does lead to some confusion when people see Kel throwing a ball and it floating before being tossed back but people really don't care enough to mention it.

When the Gang met Aubrey it was actually Mewo who found her shoe. She did get lots of cuddles because she's a good kitty.

When Basil was introduced to the group Sunny's Mom was baking bagels, this is a coincidence I swear.

Hero got his nickname because his Mom bought a bunch of hero sandwiches when he was younger and it was the only thing he'd eat all week.

Whenever they have sleepovers Sunny always wakes up with someone cuddling him. even when he's not even near them when he falls asleep.

Because of his size, everyone can pick him up

While he doesn't have a favourite food this time around he loves apple juice and it's the easiest way to bribe him.

Every april fools the gang has a big prank off and Sunny + his parents act as the judges.

Despite being incorporeal Sunny and his clothes still get dirty, no-one knows how exactly this happens, but it does mean he doesn't lose out on the joys of a bubble bath.

Mr Plantegg was originally Sunny's, but he gave it to Aubrey after they met because she mentioned that her parents don't get her stuff like that.

When she turns 13, her dad leaves, and when she's 14 the Suzuki's finalise their adoption of Aubrey.

While they don't adopt Basil, they do become good friends with both his grandma and Polly, who does adopt him after his grandma's death.

Despite being a ghost, Sunny can't see other ghosts. I guess he's a special type of ghost~.

He also has a lower 'body' temperature due to being dead, but he is still warm. His family uses this as an excuse to rug him up in warm clothes constantly, it's just a coincidence that the outfits are absolutely adorable.

Sunny found out Mari and Hero had a crush on each other because Mari said she thinks hero was pretty cool during a family dinner in a dreamy voice before turning beet red.

He also later found out heroes side of it because he asked him one day what kind of flowers and chocolates Mari likes.

Can't think of any more because I'm hungry, but I can totally send you more cute stuff when I get up tomorrow!

Wholesome babies ;-; all of them

Although I think I wanna take a break from reading long paragraphs for a bit… Wi-Fi’s being stupid with my phone so I couldn’t listen to music while I slept so I only ended up getting like, 2 hours of sleep and because I was left alone with my negative thoughts all night long, my anxiety kept me up for the rest of the night so… sorry if I don’t seem to be in a good mood today…

#omori #omori game #omori spoilers #omori au #omori: ghost sunny #omori aubrey #omori basil #omori hero #omori kel #omori mari #omori sunny #ask response #text post #text response

[canidkid]

Number 9 for the self ship agere ask game! ^^

HEHE THIS IS SO OBSCURE OKAY!! /vpos

Ok so- a long time fav of mine has been Trevor Lefkowitz from CBS Ghosts!

Context ->

The time we spend together is pre-canon! So he hasn't yet ended up as a ghost at woodstone. He's just,,, Trevor! And it's like the 90s!

<- pls ignore the way the flags r sitting Tumblr is so broken for me I literally cannot fix it

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As a CG...🫧

He is such a classic dad I SWEAR TO YOU omg..I can't do anything without being called a silly little name !!

And he loves showing me how strong he is all the time (usually fails) by picking me up an trying to toss me on furniture or something. Like, pa, we are physically the same height. That is not happening.

Does not know things..in the kitchen. He's lucky I always always am able to make myself food otherwise I would be living off nothing but cereal and apple slices. (I'm being mean he actually does make some banger stuff but... I wouldn't consider most of it real food)

Big on PDA (save me) we cannot be together anywhere ever. Because he's either grabbing my hands or putting his hands on my shoulders or back or MY HEAD???? I can't style my hair because he'll mess it back up over the course of the day!!

I will say....I enjoy..........the kissies....

BED TIMES ARE SUPREEEEEMEEEEEEEE!!!!! He'll let me lay on him while he reads stories or tells me about his own life (it gets wild) and he makes sure to keep his tone nice and low and even and HFSNSFJ he's so warm?? Like a human space heater?? - and if I'm being a little menace about going to sleep we make my plushies fight in a boxing match...if mine wins I get an extra 5 minutes before he leaves >:]] stonks...

I call him "dad", "pa" or "daddy" ! He's one of the only people actually allowed to refer to me by feminine terms. He's such a girl dad how could I not let him princess me tbh?? "Princess" is one nickname he likes for me but it's so many all over the place,, some of them just turn into a complete jumble. "Kitty" "kittycat" "kittygirl" "prettykitty" (idk why he likes calling me kitty I am quite literally a dog therian?????) But also stuff "squirt" "goober" "tiger" !! I'm still waiting for him to come up with his own trademark obscure dad nickname...time will tell.....

As a regressor....🧃

-> This is usually set during his college years!

He...is....tired..he comes to my room wholly unannounced at ungodly hours of the night, usually after some big frat party. Things depend on what went down there - some nights I can barely get him undressed before he just crashes in my bed.

Small. Sometimes not,, but usually. He's pretty insecure of how much support he actually needs sometimes - wants to be independent and big but it's just not gonna happen. Especially when he's overtired I need to be a bit sneaky with helping, otherwise we risk some tears. I'd place him at maybe 3-5?? Just in that space where a kiddo wants to try being a little person for the first time.

He really likes super heroes! Spiderman is his favorite. Anything Spiderman themed he's gonna absolutely beg me for. Doesn't matter if it's clothes, toys, comics....etc. we're busting out the puppy eyes. And he is GOOD at the puppy eyes. The amount of money I've dropped on him is unholy!

Cuddly. It doesn't matter if he's my pa, my boyfriend or my little bug...he needs to be touching me at all times. He'll take any excuse too - like crossing the street - I don't even have to ask for his hand, it just magically appears in mine! We're in proximity of a couch? We're on it. Actually, no. I'm on the couch, he's on me!

Very cute nicknames. For such a big little dude - he's called such soft things. "Bunny" "puppy" "dove" "babydoll" "angel"...I gear toward those when he's younger (which is most of the time) but when he's in an older headspace I straight up just call him "dude" or variations of "little man" HEHEH

Puppy regressor!! Black lab specifically! His favorite things are head scratchies and fetch! I'm not kidding with fetch. He'll bring me any random objects and try to get me to throw them. I've had to take flip flops out of his mouth. - One thing he does when pup regressed is just chill at my feet and I love it. He's so content to just quietly stick to my side while I work on stuff or relax. I actually got a dog bed to put under my desk for that exact reason!

That's all I'm gonna put in this post for now!! Cause I don't wanna make it too too long PFF--

I'm so bummed about the images being BROKEN but I can always edit my posts when they're fixed >:[[[

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[maggicktouched]

beck: 🍓: Does your OC have any particular scents they like? Or hate? 🍰: What's something your OC counts as unforgivable?

fen: 🍆: Does your OC have any favourite form of affection, physical or otherwise? 🍫: Where does your OC go to think?

harper: 🌽: How does this OC feel about acts of affection? What's their favourite act of affection, physical or emotional? 🍪: What is something that's sentimental to your OC?

jari: 🍻: What's your OC's favourite comfort ritual? How do they calm themselves down after a rough day? 🍍: Where does your OC feel most comfortable?

midori: 🎂: Does your OC have any contradictory interests or traits to the first perception people have of them? How do they surprise people? 🍔: Are there any recent trends you think your OC would hate? Or love?

verena: 🍇: What sort of friend are they? Where are they in the group dynamic?🍾: Does your OC believe in luck? If so, do they have any charm or ritual they do before a stressful event?

Beck:

🍓: Does your OC have any particular scents they like? Or hate?

Beck's favorite scents in the world are apples, sage, and lemon. She's very fond of flowery smells too. You'll know what smells she likes because she perfumes herself with them. Smelling good is really important to her.

As far as scents she doesn't like (and I'm assuming this discounts thing that literally stink like rotten eggs LOL). I don't think Beck is a big fan of a lot of popular "men's" scents. Old spice, Irish Spring, and any form of Axe body spray will make her want to scrunch her nose up. But she's generally nice enough to hide her disdain.

🍰: What's something your OC counts as unforgivable?

Oof I don't know. Beck's unfortunately really good at forgiving and making excuses for people who probably shouldn't be forgiven. Aside from things that are actual violent crimes, especially those against children or against people Beck is close to, there isn't much.

Probably cheating? Beck's very vain in terms of how she sees herself, and she's decently confident others feel the same/similarly, but that tends to be with strangers or acquaintances: people whose opinions she doesn't care about anyway. Add feelings into the mix, especially romantic feelings, and Beck starts to feel very insecure. For good reason, too. Her mother never approved of anything she did, she was led to believe for years that her grandparents on both sides of the family abandoned her (in fact her mother told her multiple times that she was the reason Linnea didn't want anything to do with them anymore), and Fenris, one of the only people who accepted her for who she was eventually started to see her as a problem that needed correcting.

So Beck gets really insecure and really jealous, and if someone she was with cheated on her, I don't know if they could ever come back from that.

However there is a big difference between giving up on someone, or protecting herself, and never forgiving them. Beck forgives Fenris for nearly everything he does... but she won't go near him in a lot of verses. If Beck is being mistreated she might forgive that person, but she will up and leave a mother fucker in a heartbeat if they're treating her poorly.

Fenris:

🍆: Does your OC have any favourite form of affection, physical or otherwise?

Affection is so foreign to Fenris I'm not even sure he'd be able to recognize it. When I say he is completely and totally isolated, I mean it. He doesn't like letting new people in because they may hurt him (either intentionally or through their loss) or because he mistakes attempts at friendship as deception. There's also such a huge power imbalance between him and anyone he speaks to because of his position, and it's been that way since he was like nine. He genuinely doesn't know what to do with people that do things to be nice. He sees any attempt to please him as an attempt to garner favor or avoid punishment.

I think the only person he might accept affection from is Beck, or maybe his mummi (his father's mother) but even then I think he'd be really awkward about it. He does like it when either of them give him any kind of verbal praise, or when Beck calls him old nicknames from when they were kids. If he were to get into a verse where he and Beck could work through some of their trauma maybe he'd be more open about affection and other things as well. But the sacrificial blood magic has done a lot of damage to him, as well as all his childhood trauma. Fen's road is usually doomed to be long and lonely.

🍫: Where does your OC go to think?

Fenris likes observatories. In another life where the weight of the world wasn't put on his shoulders as a child, he might have studied celestial magical phenomena or something like that. He does have a private observatory in his home and especially on the nights when he's up to late or his mind is racing and he wants to focus, that is where he goes.

Harper:

🌽: How does this OC feel about acts of affection? What's their favourite act of affection, physical or emotional?

Harper LOVES acts of affection. She has a very sharp and harsh reputation, and she can certainly live up to that, but when she loves someone, she loves them so hard. She's very open and comfortable both showing and being shown affection in public or private. She'll do things that you'd never imagine for someone she loves or tolerate being dragged into things by them. Despite being in a position of power and being concerned with her reputation and image, Harper will never scold or blow off the person she loves or accuse them of embarrassing her/making her look weak. It takes... a very long time to get there with Harper. She's very guarded. In part because she's aware of how passionate she is. She knows how deeply she loves. And she knows how much it hurts to lose that love.

Her favorite form of affection? Harper loves to be massaged. She works stupid hours and would never take a break to go into a spa herself just to relax. But after working for seventeen hours straight and barely sleeping for days, constantly wearing heels and bending over tables and walking all over the place she is VERY tense and it usually puts her in a foul mood. She won't ask for a massage, but she will appreciate it like you wouldn't believe if her lover offers one.

🍪: What is something that's sentimental to your OC?

She has a pair of diamond earrings from her grandmother that she was pretty close to, and a few handmade items of clothing from Beck that she clings to pretty tightly. A pair of tickets to the last opera show her grandmother ever sang in. And of course she still has her first violin. She has newer, nicer violins now, even though she almost never plays them, but she earned the money for her first one by herself during a time in her life where learning to play seemed like a dream. One time after falling off the wagon, her mother did sell it for money to buy beer, and Harper stole it back (which she shouldn't be proud of but she IS). It's not a lot, possessions don't mean much to her now that she has more goddamn money than god. Most possessions that mean something to her come from her childhood.

Jari:

🍻: What's your OC's favourite comfort ritual? How do they calm themselves down after a rough day?

Jari loves tea more than anyone else in the world. He's got more varieties of tea than anyone could probably count and he knows precisely how they should be brewed. Every day ends with a nice hot cup of tea, but after the hard days he appreciates it all the more. Depending on the day he normally gets in a good work out to get his frustration out in a positive way, then he'll spend a long time stretching, and finally he'll set a timer for a good twenty minutes and practice deep breathing and clearing his mind. Then it's a nice shower---starting with cold and ending hot---and then he sits in his bed with his nice hot cup of tea.

This is his go-to method to deal with his depression and his tendency to get completely overwhelmed, but very often he will collapse in on himself like a dying star. Frozen by emotions and unsure what to do when his plans fail to bring him the peace he's craving or he can't find a solution to a problem.

Beck, Midori, Jari, and Frankie all have protection spells set on one another in their adult lives, and when he has those bad nights where he can't really help himself and he's in distress, the other three will pretty much drop everything to go and help him. They each have a door in their houses that is connected magically to the archives. So when he can't calm himself down, his friends are almost always there to help.

🍍: Where does your OC feel most comfortable?

Underground. Lol. Jari is a homebody. Unlike Beck, Jari wasn't born into the priesthood, after his family died, he was taken in as an orphan and raised in the temple. They gave him several choices of study/career paths, and Jari chose to be an archival priest. He was well aware that doing so would mean he couldn't really leave his home much and that a lot of his life from there on out would be spent underground. Now he manages a very large and important archive and over the years he's improved the living facilities to basically be the home of his dreams. His dream kitchen, his dream home gym, his dream bedroom. Everything is perfectly predictable. His routines are rarely, if ever, disturbed. He's very, very comfortable and happy just being in his home.

Midori:

🎂: Does your OC have any contradictory interests or traits to the first perception people have of them? How do they surprise people?

I definitely think you don't see Midori and think "there is one of the most dangerous witches I've ever seen". She, like Beck, has a very breezy, sunny demeanor. Midori is an artist and kind of a hippie and she runs a zoo. You'd never guess that she was a feral witch by looking at her, especially since she's completely at home in the heart of even the biggest cities. And you'd never guess that she could create and f5 tornado or a supercell storm with almost no effort. Midori could trap the entire state of New York in an endless ice storm for a dozen years without breaking a sweat.

In the same way Beck didn't choose animals, Midori didn't choose to specialize in weather. She was just always infatuated with it in all its forms, and eventually managed to catch a cloud spirit in a jar when she was no more than nine years old. Dori could absolutely destroy just about anyone she wanted to... She just doesn't want to. And when that power comes out for the first time it shocks people.

🍔: Are there any recent trends you think your OC would hate? Or love?

I don't know if this counts but like, there's a popular genre of animal video online where people will record like their cat or their dog or something coming after them, but you can clearly see that they're antagonizing that animal and then they post it and everyone things it is cute/funny. That really bugs her.

She did LOVE that trend that went around on tiktok a long while back where the chorus to Oh Klahoma would play and people would put little sheets over their animals to make them into ghosts. Midori thinks Halloween is a blast.

Verena:

🍇: What sort of friend are they? Where are they in the group dynamic?

Verena is a very loyal friend who tends to either struggle to stay in touch or who just fails to understand boundaries a lot. A big part of it is they're still learning how to People again and be a bit less dragon.

V is definitely a protector and a dad friend. They aren't super organized or prepared for anything, but they're the one you look to if you need to make a decision or if you need someone to get something for you or just get something done. They are extremely strong and don't care about getting dirty or doing the hard work. They'll huff and grumble and shut down arguments. They like to show out a bit. And they will eat anyone who is mean to their friends alive so... there's that.

🍾: Does your OC believe in luck? If so, do they have any charm or ritual they do before a stressful event?

Does Verena feel stress??? Lmao. They tend to go from their base line which is a very aloof "fine" to fury in a heartbeat. Verena doesn't worry about shit, that's for certain.

But no, they don't believe in luck. To Verena, you get what you take in life. If you want something go and get it. Either you're strong enough to take what you want and by that right it is now yours, or you're too weak and you don't deserve it. There's no chance, there is only your own ability and your own willpower.

V is very cut and dry. They believe in magic and that there are things that happen that they can't explain (because that's how they were made), but they also just kind of think that none of that is their business. They'll deal in what they know, in what is concrete and makes sense to them. Let other people worry about luck.

#hcs;; beck #hcs;; jari #hcs;; harper #hcs;; fenris #hcs;; midori #hcs;; verena

[fuyu-teki]

Of all the dynamics in crsm, I was not expecting to get invested in Ohse and Iori's, but here I am, writing a meta analysis for an idea for a fic I'm not going to write, ever (because I don't write).

Okay, so, by their first real interaction it was established they don't get along very well, mainly because Iori needs to serve to feel fulfilled, and Ohse doesn't believe he is worthy of being a burden to anyone, in this case having Iori cleaning his own mess.

One sees himself as an "empty" person that can only live doing chores for other people, and the other sees himself as not worthy of having someone do the chores for him.

However, during Iori's interview, it became clear that Ohse, even though he doesn't value himself, he values having a hobby, having preferences (Ohse liking the snow, liking painting and crafts, and even having a pet lizard, showing that he can care for another being). He finds it strange that Iori doesn't spend time to himself, just as Iori finds strange that Ohse isolates himself from people.

Even though Ohse keeps self-deprecating, he knows what he wants, he knows what he's good at, and he does it primarily for himself. When he offers to make the poles for Amahiko, it was because he knows his craft, it wasn't for the reason Iori offered to do the same (which was another excuse to offer his time and labor to someone else).

This leds me think about Ohse wanting to buy a candy apple for Iori during the summer festival. Maybe Ohse saw that Iori wanted the apple, but was completely lost to the foreign feeling of wanting something for himself. After all, he is empty, he exists to attend the wantings of someone else, he doesn't need to think about himself, about what he himself wants.

It's the contrast of Ohse knowing that, knowing that it would be a good thing if Iori took more care of himself, and Iori thinking the same about Ohse, but in a different angle.

So, to the fic idea. I like the concept of Iori stumbling upon a blank canvas in the middle of cleaning Ohse's room (while he wasn't home) and seeing himself there, like looking at a mirror. Then, to the idea that the color white doesn't exist, the emptiness in the blank canvas is all the colors being reflected, so it's all and emptiness at the same time. Just like Iori carries the burden of everyone, but it's empty of desires of his own.

Ohse returns and catches Iori staring at the blank canvas and timidly asks that he could teach him how to paint. That together, they could fill the blank canvas.

Iori doesn't know how to react at first, so he just leaves the room to do another chore. And during the chore he starts to fantasize about Ohse's invitation. He catches himself, not only having developed feelings for Ohse, but also wanting something.

In the end, it's Ohse being happy to hear Iori expressing his wishes, desires, wants. But working together, not Iori for someone else, not Ohse alone.

I don't know if I could convey the idea, but I really like how the two of them, even if at first they didn't get along well, could be the foil each other needed to grow as characters.

#charisma house #crsm #motohashi iori #minato ohse #thoughts #tagging because

[cloutchaserkineme]

transiting venus in my 3rd house of short-distance travel, communication, and things I am familiar with

Feb. 22, 2024 8:26 PM, at one of my homes in an island somewhere.

Today, I learned the value of connection with others. One of my classmates (who is my happy crush and one out of three roosters that me and my friends are shipping me with in this crush-cockfight competition we have— I'll refer to him as Leghorn from now on) has a girlfriend. This I knew.

What I didn't know was that his girlfriend is also our new Obligations and Contracts professor, after our previous one was suspended for human reasons.

I'm not bitter about it, truly. They're sweet, and I am pre-diabetic. She seems like a professional, competent teacher and lawyer from what little I've seen of her. I don't even know if I like Leghorn beyond a crush - I wouldn't know what to do with him if he was my boyfriend. But they certainly seem to know what to do with each other. I was just surprised that he could get away with the audacity of it all.

The reason is obvious at first glance— he's a guy who is handsome, smart, well-spoken, and charismatic, therefore he is excused with literally having an advantage in our bar subject class because his social value is higher than the social discomfort (faux pas?) that his relationship to our professor would cost him.

But still. I can't help but be incensed.

Maybe I shouldn't? I just got home from a wonderful short trip from work, with just the right amount of socialization and productivity that it made me feel warm and gooey in my chest, and at home with my place in the world.

Though I wouldn't call myself close with my coworkers (our line of work is transitory and ephemeral by nature, we are always coming and going from somewhere) I am getting familiar with them, and putting them a step up from my acquaintances. I might not shake ass in front of them or call them when I have a problem at 3am in the morning, but I will gladly have breakfast and share temporary sleeping quarters with them. Nice folks.

And I got home, and I talked to my fellow teachers (am I still one? Does feeling like an eternal learner count) and measured time by the distances in between our last meetings.

Small world. It's nice and sweet.

I can't fault Leghorn and our professor for holding onto each other when they found themselves, despite the fact that if we weren't in grad school and the roles were reversed it'd be an apple-red flag. Connection is nice and we should hold onto the people we have as long as we have the same values and enjoy each other's company.

I just wish I also had someone else like that. I joke about seducing one of our judge professors, but really, I don't want to get arrested for stealing someone's spouse even if I could (and let's be real, I couldn't).

I rewatched a video of myself today, taken during a 5 minute stop on the somewhat famous beach, sun high on the noon sky. The water looked as though awash with jewels under the surface, turquoise, jade, and emerald underneath a foam lace mantilla.

In the video, my eyes are closed behind my dark transition lenses as I spin in a circle. Children free from the confines of a hot classroom for the duration of the harvest festival, playing games on the warm sand and the icy water. The sun, kissing my face, now behind me, the lines of coconut trees borne from nuts that have been swimming the shores of this earth before my ancestors ever decided to fuck, twisting their trunks to peek curiously at me and my phone, as I spin again on that beach.

I felt so free and loved at that time. Now, mere hours earlier, rewatching it, I see my side profile and undefined jawline, my chin meat flapping like extra lines on a swimming jacket, my glasses floating on a pool of fat and sweaty flesh.

This is not the way to honor things, I know. This is also not the way to end this entry. But I can't help but feel this is connected somehow.

Or maybe I just want to connect disparate points so that these solitary pieces of fact wouldn't be as lonely as I am.

(30) 8:52 PM the same day, the same place.

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