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animehouse-moe · 1 year

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Manga Haul Roundup: Feb. 6th - Feb. 10th

This has easily been my busiest week in manga hauls by a massive margin (and will be the biggest for ages), and I'd say it's largely because stars aligned within such a short period of time for a series of miracles. Seriously, Only one retail order out of batch and you'd hardly be able to tell that most of the others weren't retail. Crazy deals, crazy finds, lots of cool stuff to go through! So let's get to it.

Feb. 6th - r/Mangaswap Haul

This was a big one, and super cool at that as it's my first score on the Mangaswap subreddit! Hardly any posts advertising being in Canada, so it can be a bit messy to get anything if you're not on top of it. With this one, I was on top of it, and got a great deal at that. Everything in this haul retails for 300CAD before tax. I got it for 185CAD shipped, just crazy savings I wasn't going to pass up when the books are effectively brand new.

Feb. 7th - Elfen Lied on Kijiji

So for anyone that's not a Canuck, Kijiji is basically a domestic version of eBay. A craigslist, if you will. Though it's better, if only marginally. Anyways, found a used listing for Elfen Lied Vols 1-3 (there's 4 total) on there, and managed to haggle a little bit for a steal of a price. Cost 40CAD, including shipping, to get the volumes here. Sure, 1 and 2 have crease marks on their spines (though Dark Horse is notorious for creasing on larger omnis), but just a single volume of Elfen Lied retails for 33CAD pre tax. Impossible to say no really.

Feb. 8th - Rightstuf Odds and Ends

So, the only thing on this order I really needed was Lucifer and The Biscuit Hammer 7-8, because it's out of stock everywhere in Canada, but buying a single volume from a US retailer wasn't worth it, so I padded the order a bit. Paradise Kiss has been on the list for a while, so throwing on a single volume series was easy enough, and they had a Denpa sale so I grabbed the Shuzo Oshimi art book of course, and I've been needing Otherside Picnic 3 for a while, so it all worked out to be reasonable in the end.

Feb. 9th - Kijiji Haul 2, Electric Boogaloo

In the span of a week I've become a massive Shuzo Oshimi fan haha. 18 volumes of their work plus an art book is quite a bit, but considering the deal, and quality, here it's so hard to say no to. Sure, it's an ungodly amount to spend within the span of a week, but at the same time I have the funds to be able to facilitate that, and they're deals I probably won't see again. So, as an individual be aware of your funds and purchasing habits, don't let a good deal pull you in over your head. Anyways, 100CAD shipped for the set, which is pretty damn good, but I was hoping to hit at least 90CAD on the deal but guy was standing pretty strong with his offer. Can't really complain though when 1-8 retails for 160CAD pretax.

Feb. 10th - eBay Lottery and Kijiji Round 3

Now I wouldn't say I got a deal on the Violet Evergarden Keyframe Collection, but I'd still say it was worth it. I got it for 100CAD (ish) shipped, which you might think isn't that great, but even domestically, the volumes go for around 50CAD each anyways. Then you have to factor in shipping to the proxy's warehouse, then international shipping to you, and if you're Canadian (and it's not a cheap order) there'll be import fees to pay probably. So at the end of the day I saved a good bit of money on the volumes themselves and had an overall easier time getting them here.

Anyways, Zombie Powder. I've been trying to get this for God knows how long, and even worse is that the world keeps tempting me with it. I'll open up Facebook Marketplace or Kijiji and see someone selling a set for dirt cheap, so I'll reach out and have always heard back with, "I'm sorry I just sold it to someone else". Fated to be second place always, the stars finally aligned for my chance and I jumped on it. 30CAD shipped for the set, which is about what all the other ones would have cost me (20CAD for set plus 10CAD shipping was the usual that I saw), so I'm incredibly happy to have gotten such a good price and such a good set overall.

So yeah, a pretty insane week for collecting. I've got a few other things I purchased during this week, but they'll probably be spread out over the next two or so. There'll certainly be some super cool stuff in them though so incredibly excited for it to come in!

Also once more, I really do want to stress how much of an uncharacteristic and impossible to repeat week this has been. This is 36 volumes in a single week. That's more than most people will buy in a month, and for people starting out more than they'll buy in 6 months. It's incredibly excessive, it's expensive, and unless you're reading 3+ volumes a day, will take well over 2 weeks to read it all. I really don't think it's something that people should be doing commonly/frequently, if it at all, and I'd really encourage people to have smarter spending habits than me (unless you're made of money and have zero other hobbies). So yeah, incredibly cool and crazy luck on my part, but I'm also painfully aware of how much it costs and how completely unsustainable it is to keep up, even if it was all used items I got at reasonable prices.

#manga haul #haul #book haul #Blood on the tracks #chi no wadachi #one punch man #junji ito #elfen lied #lucifer and the biscuit hammer #otherside picnic #urasekai picnic #shuzo oshimi #anime art book #manga art #ai yazawa #paradise kiss #violet evergarden #zombie powder #tite kubo

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speakingagain · 2 months

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I have two jobs.

I don't even want to work one job.

I want to stay home, be a recluse, and work on random hobbies and sleep and forget I exist and everything just cease to exist around me and-oh I'm depressed.

Neat.

I wish I had an off button. Or a remote to pause. I took an extra shift tonight, despite working overtime at my full time job and 40 hours the last week at my part time. I also haven't slept more than a couple hours the last three days. I shouldn't be surprised I'm feeling more depressed right now. I mean, it's 4 am, and I have nothing to do while at work for another hour. So what else can I do except think?

And we all know thinking is a dangerous game. Leads to dark parts of my mind that I'd rather stay hidden.

And most of the time it stays hidden, and I can ignore it for the most part. But I also generally get a semi regular amount of sleep. So.

I gotta find some coffee. Maybe a snack. But I also don't want to eat. I just want to go to bed, but that's not going to be possible until after 6 pm tonight. I have a shift at 8 am.

And my mother kind of pissed me off. She constantly nags me about not having enough money, or not doing enough. And then when I'm working overtime and two jobs, she tells me to quit working so much. I made a joke saying I hope they let me go home early for my 3rd shift. She got pissed and yelled at me to stop, saying I "made my bed and I need to lay in it." I know that mom. But we all dream for the day our manager asks us if we want to go home early.

It's impossible to win with her sometimes. Granted, I haven't cleaned the kitchen like she asked. And it's only getting worse. And she has every right to be irritated with me. But my mom is so passive aggressive and impossible to please.

I don't want to deal with her anymore.

I want to live on my own.

I want to live.

But I also want to cease to exist. Not like, "grippy sock time." But I just want to stop being. I want to pause. I want to disengage with the world around me. Fuck I want out of this shit.

I want out of my brain.

I did a therapy assignment yesterday. My therapist is confused about my time line of trauma. I think it's funny when she tries to hide her genuine surprise about all the trauma I've been through. Anyways, she asked me to make a visual timeline of my life.

I made a PowerPoint. The portions including my childhood began to become a little overwhelming. So I added memes to cope. Lots of frog memes. I guess some things never change.

I may need to redo a good portion of it. I left out lots of details, and good things that happened....I can only really think of like two good things though?

I have another session this weekend. I've been trying to find things to bring up for my next sessions like throughout the week. This week, I've got nothing.

She gave me one task, aside from the time line thing. I told her I have a bad habit of holding onto tangible items and struggle with throwing things away and told her about my ex's box of shit he gave me.

She asked about how I feel about thinking about throwing his things away. It made me want to panic, so she asked me to go through the box to see what I might consider getting rid of.

I haven't. Haven't even looked at the box. I don't want to. And it's Thursday. My session is Sunday. I work every day in between, but not Sunday. But Mom wants to go to the mountains Sunday.

I could use a day in the mountains. To breathe.

But fuck me, if I'm not exhausted and just hoping my body will stall like a shitty car. Leave me on the side of the road till I can afford a tow. Sell me on eBay if you can't fix me.

This got deeper than I meant it. Anyways, I don't want to touch the box. I know I should. I know it will do me a world of good in the long run. And she didn't even ask me to throw anything away. Just to consider finding an item that I'd be okay throwing away.

This shouldn't be so hard. This shouldn't give me this much anxiety. This shouldn't be a problem. This shouldn't be MY problem.

He cheated. He abused. He stole. He financially ruined me. He left me in the dust. Why is this my problem?

He should be the one hurting. He should be the one with the anxiety, holding onto my gifts, and perfume and pictures and notes. He should be the one with the problem. He should be missing me.

Why isn't he missing me?

I think I found my session topic.

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hitaka5ever · 3 months

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Been a while since I've posted anything here. Bullet list of stuff that's been happening lately

Got diagnosed with sleep apnea (my uncle on my dad's side also has it)

Came up with a shit ton of art goals for the year but haven't started (bc lazy)

Been on a watching YouTube content creators kick. It's still mostly video games (been watching lots of Gab) but I also got into restoration videos, particularly a guy named Chip who collects and restores old, rusted tonka and other vehicles. His channel is called Chip's Restorations and he's great (sandblasting away rust and paint is so satisfying)

I mostly use Bluesky since it's a replacement for Twitter and the atmosphere and support system is so nice. I originally wanted one to post my art to but I support lots of other cool artists as well

My therapy office has a program to help people like me get jobs with my specifications since severe chronic depression and anxiety prohibits me from being confident enough to apply to any jobs out in the public eye. The woman I spoke to is an elderly lady and she is super sweet, so I have an appointment with her next week to get the ball rolling

I really like my therapist. She's the only one I've been to since my high school days that actually does a great job at pushing me forward and giving sound advice. She even looked up and found a Zoom group for lgbtqia+ people that I could get in touch with. My therapist has been overly supportive and I appreciate her a lot

I decided to take on a major art project where I create an ultimate equine lineart pack that can be bought for $10, and there will be a free sample for those who don't have the money. It'll have horses, unicorns and alicorns, and pegasi in various poses, hair and tails, accessories, wings, and so on. I'm currently working on the sketch stage of the basic poses

I'm trying to get into digital art restoration but so far I've only gotten stuff from my sister since I asked her to get the exact dimensions of some kids' building blocks that I saw when I visited my sister's in November. I found a few antique-ish photos of people selling old junk toys on ebay that I can use for examples, but it's hard finding more

I have a rescue Pitty named Stella, who was born and used in a puppy mill for the first 2 years of her life. The family that originally adopted her couldn't keep her bc their youngest is allergic to dogs, so they gave her to a family member who couldn't keep her bc one of her boy dogs didn't like Stella. She got attached to me almost instantly, so she's officially my dog and I love her!

I think that's all I have to report. I'll let you know how the job search goes!

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loverdude · 1 year

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does it sometimes get annoying when your other art besides sparklecare barely gets any reblogs?

I mean a little lol! It's a little funny bc it's not like I've been consistently posting this much art of it for years, although it has been one of my biggest interests since I read the preboot in like 2017, it went sorta dormant in my head for a few years till like a few months ago when I randomly really fixated on it again lol... I drew fanart of it in the past, sure, but never this much!

However it's not like it's not familiar, I've been on here posting fanart and original stuff since I was like 13 (I'm 21 now lol) and the fanart always gets more notes and circulation esp if it's one I'm consistent about (for example Eddsworld was my like biggest special interest for several several years so that's what most of my like circle was made of...)

If anything I'm more annoyed (for lack of better words?) that some of my art gets so much circulation (tho there js also the disproportionate balance of likes and reblogs..), but I've only gotten like... 4 or 5 ish commissions and no extra Ko-fi donations in the couple years that my commissions have been open? And it's not like it's anyone's fault really, money is tight, that's why I'm doing commissions lol! So I get it! But is still disappointing cause I want to try to at least sort of support myself with my art, I don't have a job (I'm lined up for one at an animal shelter but after basically hiring me they were like "actually nvm we got more applications so we'll reach out again in like 3 WEEKS" so) and my parents can help me if I need it but I feel bad and want to make money of my own. I wanna set up a shop like on Etsy or Bigcartel if possible and also an eBay, and I have a sorta big thing I'm working on paintings for over the summer but the payment won't be for a bit/will be as I finish the paintings and when they can pay me so...

Jesus sorry to go off on a whole thing! I just honestly think it's a little hard to make a name for urself as an artist rn without like. Making a TikTok account for it and posting clips of you drawing like daily 😭 Not doing that #sorry

But as for Sparklecare altho I feel a little silly it's also like, fun to be so interested in it again and I think it's got a really nice little community/fandom/whatever u wanna call it going on so I really don't mind too much :]

#💭#💌#SO sorry for the long answer i just like. if u ask me a question i gotta ANSWER IT answer it y'know #and also ty for the concern (?) ^_^#anonymous

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violetsystems · 1 year

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#personal

Hard to say where to start in all of this in terms of writing. It's hard for me to ignore that my calls for a lawyer last week went unanswered. Sure, there are the porn bots with their exhausting list of hobbies. But no call back. For the record, it was about my old job again. I've been reading these trending LinkedIn stories about employment. Laid off workers are posting these "long goodbyes" on social media. It feels like I've been writing one for three or four years now. Which is funny because just this week the FBI announced the indictment of our former payroll manager. The thing people forget or don't realize is that the museum did the payroll for the school I worked for as well. Same budget. It's hard for me to look back and not see sketchy shit written all over my memories of that place. It still haunts me in the street. I get that we're a small town. Or that I'm supposed to be awkwardly famous by this point. But this went on from 2007 until January 2020. Two million dollars. I worked there for twenty years. My pension payout was barely six figures. And my off boarding has felt more like water boarding. I still don't really know what is going on with my life. I try to push forward as best as I can through all the fog. Been back to selling on eBay to declutter things a bit. Spending more time taking care of my cat. Trying to figure out how to fathom the amount of loneliness I feel. Which leads me to the "long hello" that's been the act of me writing on here for years. I legitimately had a meteor strike me down and I lived to talk about it from underneath it. I've practically burrowed an entire mining town underneath it. And mostly the only people I really interact in an emotional sort of way is down here. Sometimes it begins to feel a little like the Descent. The movie where the cave climbers get trapped in a cave and turn into monsters. Sideblogs as they may be. You can never really tell who you are talking to and this is fine if you trust people. But truth be told having so close of contact with people like this for years while the rest of the world shuns you makes you contemplate friendship. All sorts of things really. I know we're all connected in our little way. And for me it is a big one. It's about the only thing that makes sense to me through all this fog. And every time I try to explain what's outside of it to people who have never seen the horror is a waste of breath. I'm caught in between two worlds. It seems like I pass in and out freely. But trying to explain how things got this bad isn't really going to help the infrastructure of what I have going on down here.

I wish I didn't trauma dump so much. I wish I wasn't in so much emotional pain from all of this stuff in the past. And largely I'm not. It's just standing on top of my neck to this day every moment I wake up in this town. It's like week after week on here I've been "Pardon this meteor on top of my body. Wanna hear a joke?" That's been my attitude but I don't exaggerate when I say things have been vapid, lifeless and scary for me in the real world. I guess this blog turned thirteen the other day. Which is three years after whatever fraud was happening in payroll for the record. I'm not shy about the things I post about. Maybe I stopped posting things because I didn't want to be on blast or creepy about it. I don't think things are really creepy on here. I'm frustrated. We're all frustrated. The world won't admit it. I like this space because it relaxes me. It brings me culture. I like to share things with people and communicate in the unique way I do. Every part of that is strategically ambiguous. I've tried to explain to people over the years what I feel about my dash. And people largely don't listen or talk to me other than to be seen around me or watch me aggressively around the clock. So really the only place I talk about my dash is within the realm that holds it all together. And that would be the people that have followed me for years. I don't really know many of you. I still don't know sometimes if it's just a series of bots or a walled garden. Like I said I exist in so much fog that it doesn't really make much difference to me where the contact happens. Most people use the opportunity in public to follow me around. I would rather just have my friends in my pocket no matter where they are in the world. But it hasn't really been easy telling the rest of the world "Nah I'm good, bro." The suspicion over time gets to you. Along with all the funky and weird shit. I've been freelancing as a cybersecurity consultant. Trust me, I have seen bizarre acts of social engineering that would make William Gibson's head turn like the Exorcist. I write about it frequently. Nobody care! Nobody pay attention. Socially engineered friendships over thirteen years are a little easier to understand to me. I didn't create this community. It's not really for public consumption. I'm not even sure this ever gets to the outside world. Because people shun me for unforeseen reasons. It's all part of the mystique of me I guess. But living it for the record is painful.

The weirder and more surreal it gets? I know I will be okay. I just don't really know how to exit this "long goodbye" phase of writing. All I ever do is look for jobs and pace around my kitchen talking out loud. It's gotten less aggravating. I tend to think spending time alone with myself makes me work on the things that aggravate me that I can control. Like washing the dishes. It's good to have a group of friends who aren't like me to read into social cues. And I don't really think that I'll be living with the past forever. This blog is technically more biblically accurate than my penis. A little off the top as they say for Jesus. I was raised with those values and even schooled by them privately. But I'm my own person and have my own relationship with God in my own way. And the forcefulness of religion and autocracy is fucking scary. Nobody ever really asked out there before they judged me. Nobody read three paragraphs at a time from some aging hipster turning to fine wine. I would offer you cheese with that but it was stolen. I love all of you dearly. Even the bots. It's really hard to survive alone this isolated. And even I understand there's bigger things down the road to share with the people I care about. I'm sure there's people out there who talk about my life behind my back and know it all. Every little emotional tick. Every piece of data that I've reacted to. And I'm confident in knowing nobody cares. I'm literally a ghost ninety eight percent of the time. The two percent that isn't spent reacting in my dash. I respond faster than text messages. And nobody texts me except my parents. After all these years, I'm only ever reacting when I feel it's warranted. When I'm invited to share with someone I often do. And that's what I like about this space is the lack of expectations sometimes. I've been on every other site and been scammed hard in ways that make my eyes bleed. And largely I've I spent more time on here speaking my mind only to be understood by some very precious and beautiful people. Deep in my heart, I really don't understand why after all the bad shit that happens in the world you would overlook as a person the attention to detail that makes you tick. But this is what makes me different. I really do get you and care that deeply. Sometimes I get confused as to who you all are. But that's old age for you. At least I didn't forget about two million dollars. Trust me. I would know what to do with that money if I had it. But for the record, my friends on here are worth the world to me. So it evens out when you realize how long we've been saying hello to each other. In a bind from now on, I know I have you all in my corner. Maybe even a porn bot as a lawyer if we need to sign a prenup one day. Until then. Wanna hear a joke? <3 Tim

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freethoughtsage · 2 years

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True Lies: The Strange, Twisted History of the "New Friends of the True Course"

Hi again! The Free Though Sage is back with another look into the weird world of cults, fringe religions, pseudo-science, and MLMs. Today, I'll be taking another look at the alleged UFO cult New Friends of the True Course (or NFTC for short). If you haven't read previous posts about this group's latest B.S., I'd recommend checking out my earlier reports before reading this post. But if you need a quick refresher or don't have time to read my old stuff, tl;dr: I first encountered these characters handing out their bizarre literature in the Bay Area, and have previously investigated their beliefs in the paranormal, and their predatory financial practices.

This post will provide a brief overview of the history of the group from what I've been able to glean from my research over the past few weeks...I wanted to post sooner, but this blog doesn't pay the bills, and information has been hard to come by! I'll also try to explain how the cult's current decline (good riddance!) has it roots in petty squabbles among various factions going back decades. Strap yourself in, this is gonna be a weird one.

Paranormal Reports: 1951 - 1956

From what I can tell, the origins of this organization date back to a handful of independently published pamphlets written by an anonymous UFO enthusiast in the early 1950s. Many other sources have covered the Cold War era interest in UFOS, so I won't belabor the obvious connection between paranoia and the paranormal, except to say that the author of these pamphlets appears to have served during WWII that might have shaped his worldview and interest in this research project.

The first of these pamphlets, the innocuously titled "Recorded Aeronautical Observations of the Nineteenth Century" is in some ways a minor entry in the wave of literature on the extraterrestrial during this decade. I personally have not been able to get my hands on this or any of the "independent reports" in this series (facsimiles occasionally show up on eBay, but I can't justify the expense at this time). From what I can tell, this first entry is an attempt of an amateur historian to record all of the details from a supposed UFO sighting in New England that occurred in the nineteenth century (the dates of this dubious event are inconsistently reported as 1883 and/or 1838).

Subsequent pamphlets seem to have become increasingly unhinged, as the author gave up on historical research in favor of incoherent conspiracy theorizing and claims of personally witnessing any number of extraterrestrial phenomenon, always described in terms of a brilliant luminescence. The last pamphlet I'm aware of "True Visions of Light and the Course of History: An Attestation of Witnessing in the Atomic Age" was published in early 1956.

Occult Origins: 1971 -

These obscure pamphlets would likely have been consigned to the dustbin of history, if not for its reclamation by the counterculture. In 1971, the fly-by-night Pacific Books Publishing semi-legally compiled these writings into a single volume under the title True Visions of Light and the Course of History, subsequently shortened to True Course in later editions. Although it is now virtually impossible to track down, I have found entries in the catalogs of occult and antiquarian book sellers.

It seems to me that the anonymous author's millenarian worldview and descriptions of overwhelming perceptual experience resonated with the counterculture's interest in psychedelia, mysticism, and the occult. True Course became an object of fascination for a certain type of collector of esoterica. The anonymous author was a sort of ersatz Aleister Crowley, Aldous Huxley, or William S. Burroughs for the extraterrestrially-minded set.

The Course Online: 1988-1993

The contemporary NFTC organization really begins in 1988 with the establishment of a USENET group organized by fans of the True Course book. This group helped to further popularize the book for a younger, tech-savvy audience unfamiliar with its earlier history as a totem for the counterculture. Some of these original USENET members remain in positions of power at NFTC.

The first instance of the phrase "New Friends of the True Course" that I could find was on a fan page devoted to True Course that went online in 1993. It appears that this fan page was initially an outgrowth of the USENET group, but soon became the primary locus of online activity for the community. During this time, the site's pseudonymous administrator emerged as the de facto leader of the movement, adopting the title of the "Honorable Founder."

A Dishonorable Founder: 1996-1999

New Friends of the True Course was officially constituted as a legal entity in 1996 by the so-called Honorable Founder. Moving to monetize the online community's interest in the philosophy of the True Course, the founder organized a never-ending series of seminars, workshops, and retreats at the new NFTC headquarters in San Francisco (actually little more than a run-down office suite in the city's Sunset neighborhood). In the following years, the organization became increasingly cult-like, demanding time and money from new members expected to orient themselves around the whims of a singular, charismatic leader who became the conduit for all truth. Few new members of the organization are aware of the publication history of the texts outlined here.

By 1999, senior NFTC leadership n successfully removed the Founder from the organization under the guise of a philosophical disagreement over the interpretation of core texts. From my vantage point, it's clear this excommunication was in fact motivated by widespread distress at the self-appointed guru's exclusive hold over NFTC finances.

New Beginnings: 2000 - 2022

Beginning in 2000, with the introduction of a modified pedagogical program called "i/O Light Science", NFTC has followed the playbook of a run-of-the-mill MLM while still dabbling in cult-like activity. The new leadership in the 'Organizational Committee' seem to have reached a detente with the veteran 'Anchorite VP' members, although relations clearly remain strained. In recent years, the group has displayed a keen interest in technology, and periodically threatens to introduce its own cryptocurrency.

If you or anyone you know has become involved in this NFTC BS, I hope that this post will serve as a wake up call to leave as soon as possible. Keep on checking back for more!

-The Free Thought Sage

#cult #crypto #ufo #occult #hippie #free speech #mlm #business #religion #aliens

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natromanxoff · 3 years

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Queen live at Brendan Byrne Arena in East Rutherford, NJ, USA - August 9, 1982

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This is an eventful US Hot Space show played to an arena that is far from full. In fact, a second night in East Rutherford was originally planned for August 10, but later moved to New Haven due to the low ticket sales.

Roger's voice is uncharacteristically hoarse tonight, and he struggles on some of his backing vocals in Somebody To Love.

Towards the end of his vocal exchange with the audience after Save Me, Freddie tells them, "I'm gonna make you sing like Aretha Franklin", like he did during Now I'm Here in Milton Keynes a couple months back. But this time he doesn't succeed, as he gives up after only one line. "I knew you were from New Jersey. You had to be. I mean, I've been listening to Gilda Radner. She's right!"

Brian starts Get Down Make Love (which segues into his solo spot) with his John Birch copy. A bit over three minutes into his solo spot he breaks a string, and soon turns off the analog delays, trying to make the best of the situation for a brief while (the other five strings go out of tune when you break a string on an electric guitar with floating tremolo, so one must hold the whammy bar down in a specific place for the guitar to remain in tune - not an easy task!). But he ultimately gives up, and takes the guitar off and hurls it over his stack of Vox cabinets (the one and only time he did this), snapping it in half. Some audience members watch in bewilderment as they have witnessed the normally gentle and soft-spoken May lash out in frustration. Others cheer the 'coolness' factor. A roadie, visible to the audience, picks up a piece of the Birch guitar and holds it up for a brief moment. The beleagured axeman then switches to his Flying V, and he and Roger (barely) finish the segment, not before that guitar, too, goes out of tune.

The next song is Body Language, and the front of house tech switches on Mercury's harmonizer a verse too early, giving "you got red lips" a bit too much redness.

Brian (who hasn't spoken much on stage on this tour since Love Of My Life was his usual speaking spot) says a few words after Under Pressure. "People of New Jersey, we seem like good friends. I tell you, we've seen you a lot of times. We've been around quite a while and we've done some strange things here and there. And now and again we've done a song which actually means something, and I think this is one of them. This is a song Freddie wrote for the last album. This is called Life Is Real." Queen performed the ballad only a few times.

After the song ends, Freddie asks, "How are we doing with the guitars?" He tells the audience, "I think tonight's the night we're gonna break as many guitars as we've got. If anybody in the audience has a spare guitar, bring it over here!" Someone in the audience replies, "I've got three!" He continues, "OK, we're gonna do a song that requires everybody on their feet, because I mean, you gotta... I know you guys are very cool and laid back, this is a really dirty song. You know, it comes from here." No doubt a crude gestitulation follows. "It's from the c*nt. It's called Fat Bottomed Girls!" Brian lets out a lot of aggression in the last couple minutes of the song, even playing some heavy syncopated lines before the final few bars.

Frustration abounds in Freddie as well, as he responds to a drone he (and everyone else) is hearing. "Before this next song, we'd like... what is that fucking noise? It's been driving me crazy all fucking night. I bet it's not doing you guys any good, either."

It takes a little while for the Red Special to be restrung, so Brian plays his Flying V for a few songs, according to a fan who attended the show (although Brian stated in a January 1983 interview that he acquired the Flying V *because* of this incident - but this claim is questionable, as pictures from last week's concert in Toronto reveal his Flying V on a guitar stand side stage). These few songs sound different with this new guitar tone - particularly the Bohemian Rhapsody solo. He would return with his beloved home-made guitar for the hard rock section of Bohemian Rhapsody, but he wouldn't fully regain his composure for the rest of the evening.

In the second verse of We Are The Champions, a flippant comment from Mercury sums up the evening: "It's been no bed of roses, I can tell you!"

A fan wrote to Brian at his Soapbox about this night:

"During the show you had problems with The Old Lady and came out with the Birch copy. Then the birch copy had some problems and you threw it and your roadie missed it I think because he held up something that looked like a broken Birch Guitar. You then played a good part of the concert on a Flying V. I remember wishing I had a camera to see you playing on the V. You played Life Is Real while repairs were being done. Freddie even joked if someone had an extra guitar to please bring it up. After the break in BORHAP you came back with the Old Lady."

Brian's reply:

"You evidently saw a special night ... the only night when I ever threw a guitar off stage in despair ! And, yes, I did hit the ground behind the stage - I'm pretty sure I thought I was throwing to someone, but evidently I misjudged it. And, yes, its neck snapped clean through. I kept it for a while, intending to get it fixed. But we decided it would probably never be good at staying in tune, because it wasn't a very rigid instrument. And not being able to get it in tune was what drove me to distraction that night, and this was what led to its demise! As I remember, this was on top of having problems with the Red Special in the beginning - in the heat of the moment, this was the final straw ! I imagine your bootleg of the show will reveal the problems I was having. These things usually make me feel ashamed, frustrated, angry, in the moment... I don't like giving people less than the best. So this picture really does tell a story ... a unique story. I wonder what happened to the Flying V ... As for the Birch guitar, well, we lent it to Guild, to compare, while they were making their Red specials under license in the 80's. Then we all forgot about it for many years. Then it turned up, and thanks to a friend (I think I told the story here) it now resides back with me. We have decided to keep it as it is, in pieces, just for historical interest, for the same reasons as before."

Brian has since reunited with the guitar, apparently after it was purchased on eBay. Its story and a couple pictures of it can be seen at Brian's website. It was repaired by Andrew Guyton, although it wasn't a complete restoration as Brian wanted to see exactly where he broke it.

The photo above was taken by Gary Gershoff. Here are a few pro photos from the show:

These photos were taken after the show, at a party in New York:

(x)

Fan Stories

“Queen played a great show, but when Brian started his Brighton Rock solo, he broke a string on "The Old Lady" and you could tell he was not happy. He actually threw that guitar at the stand and it fell over and me and my fellow RS/Brian/Queen fanatic buddy looked at each other in astonishment. He quickly was given the John Birch copy by his guitar tech and continued his solo. Well about two minutes go by and you could tell he was not happy with the Birch and then a string breaks on that guitar. He was on Deacons side of the stage and he runs over to his side towards his wall of Vox amps and hurls the guitar over the stack. His guitar tech brings out the Gibson Flying V and Brian finishes the solo. At the end of the solo the tech brings back "The Old Lady" restrung as Queen kicks back in. I believe at this point Brian was doing the solo in the middle of Now I'm Here. Some time between one of the next songs the Tech emerges from behind the stack to show Brian and the entire audience the result of Brians outrage as he holds up the two pieces of The John Birch. My friend and I looked at each other and knew we had just seen a bit of Queen history. From what I remember it was a case of the neck snapping off from the body. I remember a few months ago somehow the John Birch had turned up and Brian was curious about where and when it happened.” - Todd

#queen #queen band #roger taylor #freddie mercury #brian may #john deacon #queen concerts

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khaleesiofalicante · 3 years

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I really said fuck classes who needs notes anyway (i do I have 5 tests in the next two weeks)

before I post my live blog here, I feel like people really underestimate how bad rumors are and how much they fuck with your mental health. they don't lose sleep over them, they don't think twice. but these things are harmful as fuck. they leave wounds that take so long to recover from because you keep on thinking about these lies who to others are "just words"

I've been there. it's not fun. I wish I had the courage back then to stand up to those rumors which I have now. these things never leave you. others might move on but the healing process is a journey that is long and hard. I wish more people understood just what effect their words can have.

Yeah, he knew a thing or two about family members going overboard with glitter.

IT'S RAFAEL CENTRIC GHSYGUJDUYDFUIKFDUIDFIUDF

TAVVY

DCSUIHDCSUIDUYUDICUIVSDUIHFVSUILFBUHKIFSV

I feel like I keyboard smash A LOT

“You will never drink even if you are not riding the bike,” Dad had pointed out – all Consul Voice and threatening glares. “The legal age for drinking in New York is 21.”

“But it’s 15 in Idris!”

“Well unfortunately for you, we are in Exile,” dad had grinned.

DAD ALEC UHIKSFDUIHKSGUIKSDVUIHKDVUHIKSVD

Max had a habit of ‘borrowing’ things and selling them on eBay. In his brother’s defense, Bapak had so many clothes that he never noticed when things disappeared. But Rafael did since he had a habit of wearing his father’s clothes.

The warlock – not the shadowhunter.

He wouldn’t be caught dead in one of those sweaters.

Now that Rafael was 18, he was almost as tall as his father.

The shadowhunter – not the warlock.

I AM SCREAMING

I love how he's clarifying which one he's talking about

“Do you know I used to have a crush on Lily Chen?” Tavvy blushed. “But then I found out she made out with Helen once and it kinda got weird.”

Ah yes. I remember. Does Rafael know that Alec also walked in on them?

ARCHITECT TAVVY

SDHDVUHDFSV,YDSFVUYVSFFUSVFUVFS

SHADOWUNTERS ATTENDING MUNDANE COLLEGES

“Dude, college kids don’t give a shit,” Tavvy laughed. “You could walk into a lecture covered in runes, holding a seraph blade and they wouldn’t give you a second look.”

“Cause they are chill?”

“Yes. But mostly cause they are dead inside,” Tavvy chuckled.

Surprisingly that's exactly what my grade 6 prefect told me (DAMN WHY AM I ALWAYS REMEMBERING GRADE 6 IT'S BEEN YEARS. that was a horrible year *shudders*)

ANJALI IS A CENTURION

LMAO THIS IS WHAT RAFAEL MEANT WHEN HE SAID HE WOULDNT WANT TO GO TO THE SCHOLOMANCE FOR PERSONAL REASONS

I still ship them.

“The meeting is going to go perfe-What is SHE doing here?”

Well, that was a quick change-

Unlike Aunt Maia, Lily did not like to be called Aunt Lily. So, Rafael respected her wishes. Max of course continued to call her Aunt Lily and sometimes Abeula Lily since his brother had a pathological condition of pissing people off.

THAT'S SO MAX OMG JHSXUHSCUHISDHUHUKIDVS

great now I miss Raphael

I HAVE A CLASS IN 7 MINUTES STOP MAKING ME CRY

that is so thoughtful of him though...

tears.

“There are no photos of Raphael,” Lily sighed.

“Because he is a vampire?” Tavvy asked sympathetically.

“Because he is Raphael,” she grinned. “Vampires can most certainly take photos. You should follow me on Instagram. My handle is simp_for_carstairs.”

Of course, it is. No one is surprised.

Tavvy picked one up, took a large bite and it threw it back immediately. “Holy shit, that’s spicy!”

“White,” Lily and Anjali snorted at the same time.

white people and their bland foods smh

“She is not wrong,” Lily nodded seriously. “I’m a Jem Carstairs fan first and a vampire second.”

As she should be

UHDSUHDFSUHFDH ANJALI AND RAFAEL COMPETING ABOUT WHO'S LILY'S FAVORITE

He observed Anjali’s long dark hair spilled over her shoulders as her eyes stayed on Lily – sharp, protective and beautiful.

"Beautiful"

I AM NOT LETTING THIS GO

I'm THE DAMN CAPTAIN OF THIS SHIP

FUCKING RUMORS

I'm GONNA KILL SOMEONE

“Shadowhunters are awful gossips,” Anjali said. “Let’s not waste our time with this nonsense.”

There was something in her voice. Something he couldn’t put his finger on.

No, wait I want to know what was in her voice.

But no. It couldn’t be. They weren’t dating.

YET

Rafael was sure there was something more than friendship between them. But David was polite to a fault and Max was an oblivious little shit. So, obviously nothing had happened yet.

OH MY GOD THESE TWO

But this was different. He would tolerate rumours about himself. But he would not tolerate rumours about his family.

I and Rafael will beat up the people who spread these rumors together :D

“She once told me she likes sipping tea more than drinking blood.

I-

same.

NOT THAT I DRINK BLOOD-

RAFAEL LMAO NO

"I hate her she's so annoying"

continues to daydream about her and how tall she'd be without those boots, lies to tavvy about her dating someone

Why did he do that? What was the purpose? Did he not want other people to date just because he wasn’t dating anyone?

And he calls Max oblivious.

oh class started

shit

IDC IDC I'LL STILL BE READING

LEXI AND SELENA ARE AT THE ACADEMY

JACE HYPER FIXATING ON THINGS BECAUSE HE'S BORED IS SUCH A MOOD

“David and I added rosemary to this one,” Uncle Jace wiped his hands on his apron. “It has definitely improved the taste, hasn’t it?”

“Save me,” David mouthed from behind the man.

LMAO POOR DAVID

“Empty nest syndrome,” Rafael chuckled. “I’m glad neither Max nor I had to leave home. My fathers are much worse.”

He remembered his first sleepover at the institute. His parents had waited for “an excruciating hour” before crashing the institute and joining the sleepover themselves.

yup, that's them.

“David,” Rafael grinned. “Are you afraid of my father?”

“What? No! He is the just a regular person…who can throw me in the silent city any time he wants,” David rambled and then shook his head. “Where is Max?”

He tried to sound nonchalant. But Rafael noted the way the other boy’s eyes fluttered every time he said Max’s name.

Just the way a crooked smile appeared on his brother’s lips every time someone said David’s name.

Idiots

ok, there is so much to unpack here.

DAVID HAS A VALID REASON OK??

These two are such IDIOTS HUSDUHISCUIDSVCUIHVSDUHI

“Max said Bapak is biased, and that he needs an unbiased tutor. Uncle Ragnor volunteered,” Rafael chuckled. “God bless the poor man.”

“Max isn’t that bad,” David replied.

“Looks like you’re biased too, David,” Rafael winked and picked up a spare bow from the training room.

of course, he is.

G-FORCE KJHSDCUISDYUKDFSUYKDSVYUSFD

oh shit

WHO DID WHAT THIS TIME

what's the rumor and who do I need to kill

He didn’t know her well. But she knew a lot about him. Just as she knew a lot about the twins. She was one of those people who was oddly invested in his life just because Rafael happened to the Consul’s son.

what is her problem?

what the fuck

I need a minute

I need a minute to digest that

I'm so glad I closed my camera in class

what the actual fuck did she just say

tell me I'm hallucinating

times like these I wish I was Jared 19

no, because I'm actually speechless right now

Paige and Irene need therapy

OH SHE WENT THERE

“Paige, that’s enough!” the Dean snapped at her. “How dare you talk to him that way? You talk about warlock corruption but where all of you when Valentine exploited Jace and Clary? Where was this moral obligation when Valentine lied to his children and played with their feelings as if they were nothing but toys to be controlled and manipulated? I’m sick of shadowhunters victim blaming children instead of holding people like Valentine accountable.”

THANK YOU

SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK SIMON

I feel like we all focus so much on the "incest" and hate on clace we forget that this part of the story was literally an abuser seeing that the victim was recovering and took the only thing which made him happy from him

I can't believe this

“Children have been suffering for a long time now, Paige,” Uncle Jace said now, his fists balled at his sides. “Where were you when Alec proposed the child protection bill? We didn’t see any of you supporting it.”

“We had other priorities,” the older woman replied. “People were dying! It was not the right time for a new law. We could have always signed that bill later. There was no rush!”

OTHER PRIORITIES MY ASS BITCH FUCK YOU

hey just realizing Rafael is the token straight

I'M SORRY IM TRYING TO DISTRACT ME

“The Cohort who made children kill themselves to prove a point?” Uncle Simon asked dryly. “That Cohort?”

I am so close to either crying or killing someone or both.

This was Max’s spot since it had the best Wi-Fi coverage.

yeah trust me I spend all the time in the guest room because it has the best wifi coverage or the study.

MAX IS SMOKING TOO

YOU FUCKING IDIOTS

oh wait

oh they might be alec's

yeah

For the next thirty minutes, Max paced around the room, threatening to portal all the shadowhunters to hell.

Then he went on about a plan to attack the cohort and portal them all to hell too.

He kept talking about portalling people to hell.

MAX YES LET'S DO IT!!!!

But here is the thing about people, they don’t get to you. You get to them.

They simply say something and leave. They probably don’t even mean the things they say or lose sleep over it. But it wasn’t the same for you. You obsess over it. You stay awake at night and let it consume your dreams.

YES! To others, it's just words. meaningless. to you, the effect can be so so deep. it's not easy to always brush them off.

NO MAGNUS

THAT'S IT

MAX AND I ARE PORTALLING PEOPLE TO HELL

WE'RE DOING IT

why do we hurt others?

my teacher: ill take a test on this chapter. all 20 units

me: softly crying because people are little shits and they hurt others.

“Fuck everyone else,” dad hissed. “They’ve hurt our family enough.”

EXACTLY. LEAVE THEM ALONE.

“I am simply being honest with you,” Dad interrupted. “I could never be okay when you are away from me. But I will manage. Max is going to raise hell though. So, that’s going to be fun.”

AS HE SHOULD

Neither Rafael nor Max would never admit it out loud, but on the day of that sleepover, on the day their parents had crashed the institute bcause they had missed the kids too much…Rafael and Max had been only a moment away from calling their parents to come pick them up.

He's right though.

it'll take time. lots of it maybe.

BUT THE ACTUAL AUDACITY.

It fucked with his mind so much.

Rafael...ALRIGHT WHERE ARE MY FLAMETHROWERS

“DAD! BAPA! WAKE UP! RAFE IS TRYING TO RUN AWAY!”

MAX REMINDS ME SO MUCH OF MY LITTLE BROTHER

He had forgotten about the bloody paperwork. Shadowhunters on their travel year had to notify the Clave and get their paperwork in order.

Well, it shouldn’t be a problem since the Clave was standing across the hall.

EXACTLY

Because it was killing him. It was killing him not to be lying on the couch, his head resting on his Bapak’s lap just like every other Saturday morning.

It was killing him not to touch, not to love, not to care.

GET MY FLAMETHROWERS AND CANNIBAL GOLDFISHES WE HAVE SOME WORK TO DO

(goddamn every class I have taken so far the teacher has told us there is a test coming up it's 9 am in the morning.)

His brother growled at that like the little feral animal that he was.

that's adorable actually.

“Fine,” Max rolled his eyes. “Does this mean I can also travel? There is a Twenty One Pilots concert in Sydney and-”

“Nice try,” Dad said. “But no. You are staying here.”

“Excuse me, but what about my healing?” Max demanded. “I’ve been traumatised by this thing.”

“You can go to therapy,” Rafael winked at this brother.

Therapy is boring but useful so-

He needed to survive this. So, he decided to go back to the place he had learned how to survive in the first place.

He needed to go back home.

UGLY CRYING WHILE TAYLOR SWIFT PLAYS IN THE BACKGROUND AND MY HISTORY CLASS IN 2 MINUTES

I'm so proud of him for this...

I still say we kill these people.

JOAQUIN AND JULIETTE

UHISDCUIHFSDUGUIDFVDSDVFJHGDFVHUKDVHUKVF

Camilla Alvarez.

well well.

OH THEY KISSED

“Right,” Rafael had said. “Gap year. Besides, I do talk them. My brother threatened to paint my room in hot pink if I don’t text him every day.”

hands max a pint of paint HAVE AT IT

Max: Also – New Rumour. Dalliance between Lily and Tavvy.

Rafe: OMFG WHAT

Max: They are running with it and freaking old n*philim out.

AS THEY SHOULD UFUHIFUIHFUIHKFU

THE CENSORED N*PHILIM I'M SCREAMING

“He is hot.”

He laughed out loud. “Yeah. I hear that a lot.”

“Your dad looks kinda scary,” she pointed out.

Rafael laughed again. “Yeah. I kinda hear that a lot too.”

I'm liking this ship...

I'M STILL LOYAL TO THE RAFAEL AND ANJALI SHIP

but I'm happy for him. I'm glad he's getting the space he needs

Dad: Jst found legal age fr drnkng in Buenos Aires is 18.

Rafe: ????

Dad: I hv friends thr.

Rafe: ???

Dad: Thy r watchn u.

Rafe: Creepy but okay.

HJSDCGUIHJGSDCYUICVXUHVUHKDV

THE BOY'S DRINKING Y'ALL

Do it

MILA IS GOING TO NY!!

I like her. she's nice.

He was leaving soon. He didn’t see the point in lying to her. “I ran away from home. Kind of.”

“Why?”

“I hurt someone I love,” Rafael confessed. “The person I love most in the world.”

honey, it wasn't your fault... hugs

Shit. Why wasn’t Bapak going to the accords signing? He had been there for every single one since the very first time.

no no no no is something wrong?? I'm worried.

“You look taller,” Rafael told his brother who hadn’t grown an inch.

LMAO

Max and I are vertically challenged.

“Rafe, go to talk to him. Or I will tell everyone you’ve been smoking in the balcony!”

So, he was going to pin this on him, huh? This little shit.

well-

“You’ve progressed from freaking to fucking,” he pointed out.

“That’s not the fucking point, Rafael!” Max said in exasperation.

“You did it again,” Rafe pinched Max’s cheek. “My little brother is all grown up now. Linguistically I mean.”

“Dick."

I CAN'T WITH THESE TWO

When he had gone back to Buenos Aires, the place was completely different - even the shadow market.

There were no abandoned children in the streets. There were no racist and ignorant leaders exploiting innocent downworlders.

There was only growth.

His father had done that. Alec Lightwood had helped Joaquin and his people create a new world in Buenos Aires.

This shows how much people can flourish under good leadership if they really try.

YOU KNOW I'M SUPPOSED TO BE TAKING THESE NOTES DOWN, NOT CRYING OVER THIS.

“I will protect our family. I will protect our friends. I will protect those who ask for my protection. But I will not tolerate their hate. I will not turn my head and pretend it doesn’t hurt. Because it does hurt and that’s not okay.”

Rafael smiled at that. “Yeah. Yeah, that’s not okay.”

“The accords is important. But so am I. There is no point in signing a treaty that is meant to value equality if I have to sign it while being surrounded by those who refuse to respect me or my identity. I simply cannot do it, Rafael. I hope you understand.”

I'm sobbing like YES YOU DONT OWE THEM SHIT. THESE UNGRATEFUL BITCHES.

“It’s taken me a while to realize this. But I don’t owe the nephilim anything,” Bapak said firmly. “It’s about time they realize that too.”

YES EXACTLY

“I’ve known shadowhunters for a long time, Rafael. Good ones. Bad ones. All kinds of them – and shadowhunters have always defined themselves by their love. Not by your weapons. Not by your runes. Not by your last names. Not by your laws. Shadowhunters have always defined themselves by love. So, don’t ever let them take that away from you.”

I want this on a T-shirt. These damn shadowhunters and their love.

“Like the Accords Hall kiss?” Rafael grinned.

“It’s the stupidest thing your father had ever done – which is really saying something,” his father laughed. “But it’s also the bravest thing I’ve ever seen him do. And that’s how I knew.”

affectionate sigh that's alec.

“Good. Max is sitting in the porch and singing All by Myself,” Tessa chuckled and closed the door. “Just thought you should know!!”

Rafael giggled at that. “He must have given you hell.”

“Nothing I couldn’t handle,” Bapak shrugged, and Rafael raised an eyebrow. “Fine. I might have promised to buy him a car when he turns 18.”

“You’re hoping he would stop aging by then, aren’t you?” Rafael chuckled.

Max is so dramatic I aspire to be like him.

Blue banners when the lost return, the shadowhunter rhythm said.

Rafael had returned home – and he was no longer lost.

I'm ok I say as I cry during my history class

I'm so proud of him.

“Well, that needs to be rectified immediately,” Dad said in the Consul Voice and literally yelled. “I am about to kiss my son – on both cheeks! You better gossip about this too!”

“Oh my god, stop!” Rafael giggled and tried to escape.

“YAS!” he heard Uncle Jace yelled from somewhere. “GIVE US A FOREHEAD KISS TOO!”

THEY ARE SO DRAMATIC I LOVE THESE IDIOTS SO MUCH.

THEM ADDING TO THE ACCORDS AS THEY SHOULD OMG

“The hell is hate speech?” someone asked.

Do you not have a dictionary you uncultured swine

“There is a very clear difference between free speech and hate speech,” Cristina Rosales pointed out. “The fact that you don’t seem to know that is all the more reason for us to include this provision.”

YES CRISTINA

“By the angel,” an old man gasped. “There is no need to be so emotional. The younger generation can be such snowflakes.”

What if I just strangles him

“Discriminatory language?” a woman demanded. “What does that even mean?”

“Calling vampires bloodsuckers,” Lily Chen answered.

“Calling warlocks demon spawns,” Ragnor Fell pointed out.

“Calling werewolves fleabags,” Maia Roberts declared.

“Calling faeries half-breeds,” Kieran Kingson all but yelled.

The fact that they have had to deal with this shit for YEARS. (also why Kingson? isn't Kieran the king?)

THE QUEEN HERSELF IS HERE Y'ALL

“Which one of you shitheads said hate speech is harmless?” Anjali demanded, her voice booming over everyone and everything else.

YES ANJALI

Anjali had a grin of her own. “While that might true, Paige, there is most certainly a law on child protection. You didn’t just hurt Magnus Bane. You also hurt his son. Section 7 of the Child Protection Bill states that any person who physically or emotionally injures a child through ill-treatment, neglect, abandonment or abuse is guilty of breaking the covenant.”

“Damn straight!” someone yelled from the crowd – it sounded suspiciously like Kit.

CALL THESE BITCHES OUT YES

“Rafael is not a child!” someone yelled again. A lot of them this time. “It’s still not illegal. The law doesn’t say so!”

“By the angel, for someone who is obsessed with the law you people seem to know nothing about it,” Anjali said in exasperation. “The child protection law defines a child as a person under 18 years OR younger. The incident happened when he was still 18. It’s illegal.”

YES ANJALI FUCK THESE PEOPLE

“I’m the Inquisitor’s daughter,” she said. “Next time, think twice before you quote the law at me.”

SHOW THEM, QUEEN

How did she know his birthday????

ahem

“So, if you do hurt him emotionally, you can still be implicated. You will face charges and you can possibly be stripped of your runes,” Anjali pointed out seriously. “Now I ask you again. Does anyone else have to say anything about him?”

There was absolute silence then.

“Didn’t fucking think so,” Anjali spat. “I literally had to mention the stripping of your marks for you to respect another person’s basic rights. If you give half the value you place on your precious runes to other people, we wouldn’t be in exile right now.”

The Cohort looked terrified – of Anjali or their future in the Clave, Rafael didn’t know.

“People are dying,” Anjali said, her voice heavy now. “Our people are fucking dying, and you seem to be more bothered with who is sleeping with whom. Shame on you. Shame on all of you!”

She turned to the Council. The Inquisitor looked like he was going to cry from pride. Rafael’s dad looked half terrified but mostly impressed. Lily was blowing kisses at Anjali. The other downworld leaders looked quite pleased.

Shadowhunters are so fucking bigoted and narrow-minded. I'm seething right now.

also, alec looking scared-

“THAT’S THE BEST SHIT I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!” Emma Carstairs yelled.

“Goddamn, I wish Magnus was here to see this,” Uncle Jace grinned. “That was satisfying as hell.”

“No worries, I recorded the whole thing!” Kit put up his hand.

YES YES AND YES

“Fuck the Cohort,” Rafael giggled.

“Actually, I would prefer you use the word screw,” his father pointed out. “Screw the Cohort!”

“Oh my god, Dad!” Rafael rolled his eyes. “I am allowed to swear once in a while.”

“No, you are not,” Dad said firmly – this man was so not ready to meet Max’s new persona. “As your friend pointed out, you are still a child.”

Alec seeing Max curse left and right: 👁️👄👁️

"She hates me!"

“Rafael, she stood up for you in front of the entire Clave. She fought the Cohort. It was incredibly brave. I wish she had spoken to me before without causing all the chaos. So, it was a little stupid of course. But still brave.”

Stupid but brave.

YESYESYESYES IT'S HAPPENING!!!

ANJALI WHO HURT YOU

WHO DARED TO

Names. Give me names NOW

Jaime no...please no not Jaime.

please please, please

ok, I searched it up. And he can get treatment. He can live. It doesn't have to be serious. please, Jaime...

“If you ever tell anyone you saw me crying, I will drag you to Idris and drown you in Lake Lyn.”

This is such an Anjali thing to say.

OOO MILLA (Mila?) MESSAGED!!! Is there gonna be some sort of love triangle here??

me who despises love triangles (aside from TID of course): ...

BUT SINCE IT'S YOU I'M SURE IT'LL BE AMAZING. I'm still nervous about this though...

UHCUHDVUKDVHUKVHUVHM I LOVED THIS CHAPTER SO SO SO SO MUCH IT WAS A LITERAL ROLLERCOASTER AND ANJALI QUEEN I LOVE

see ya on Friday!!

OKAY I AM LOVING THIS ENERGY BUT PLEASE FOCUS ON YOUR CLASSES FJKSDFHJKSJFHKD I PROMISE THE STORY IS GOING TO BE HERE WHEN YOU GET BACK LOL.

But I am so glad you like it. Amidst all your screaming and chaos, I always find very perceptive and profound observations. It's fantastic! I love it so much!

Thank you for enjoying LBAF - and good luck with your tests!!!

#lbaf

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little-witch333 · 3 years

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I'm so excited to overhaul my online stores! I've spent so much recently modeling the clothes & editing the photos! The reason for this is bc most of my original listing photos are poorly lit and only laid out flat on a white blanket. After watching a bunch of YouTube videos from owners of other stores I motivated myself to make this crucial step towards looking more professional. When I first stated selling on Poshmark, Facebook Marketplace, Depop, and eBay it was bc I was sick of making adult content and I yearned for some way to make money that doesn't involve me being a sexual object 😅 I decided to start in December of 2019. This was pre-Covid obviously, but BOY was I grateful that I decided to take this route when Covid lockdowns started! So my listing details weren't super informative and the photos weren't that great. That didn't seem to matter though bc I made $500 within my first month ☺️ So now I've been selling clothing online for the past 14 months and I'm ready to step up my game. This is partially bc my sales started to slow down. I wasn't adding new inventory and my listings were lacking details like dimensions and pictures of the clothing tags (some people want to see that). So I slowly added in dimensions and pictures of tags and started making some more sales. But now it's time to work on my shop's overall presentation. What a consumer sees when they come to the Kandii's Kloset landing page. I've been using Pixlr to edit my photos on my laptop & Canva is great too especially for adding/taking away backgrounds or making professional-looking flyers and posts. Pixlr is free and Canva I pay for but it's well worth it! This is what my listing photos looked like in the beginning:

This is what they will look like now after the re-vamp:

So as you can see the re-vamped photos should help me make more sales 😊 I still have a ton of editing to do and I haven't finished adding everything new to my inventory or fully created my 2021 inventory yet and I still need to model some more new inventory 😭 It takes me so long I have up split the work up over weeks to get it all done since I work my regular job and still want to work on music or crafting, or maybe just relax for once 🙃 With my health issues is been really hard to find the energy to do all of this, let alone the things I really enjoy, but I'm trying my hardest to do what I can when I can. Trying not to over-work myself and make sure I listen to my body if I'm exhausted. I guess that's the one good thing about being your own boss is that you're the only one to blame if things don't get done & it's up to you to make your work hours. Even being Bipolar II it is nice to be able to decide how I use my time. I worry that my Bipolar might make owning a business harder but I believe in myself. The next step in all of this is to start slowly adding clothing that I make into my stores so I can see what sells best and obviously make more money! After a while of that I hope to launch my own clothing brand. Things are slow-moving right now bc of Covid. I have limitations financially on what I can accomplish bc supplies cost money. If you feel you'd like to donate to my GoFundMe to help me order supplies then the link is here https://gofund.me/b76c5615

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Beginner Drawing Tablet Which One to Choose

For those who are trying to get into digital drawing, I highly recommend purchasing a Wacom Tablet. The company has been in the drawing tablet business for a really long time now and they’re tablets are probably the most intuitive of the majority of art tablet companies out there. Until recently purchasing an Ipad all my former drawing tablets have been wacom.

First, Here are some Key Notes about Wacom Tablets:

Most Wacom tablets come with art programs so you’ll be able to start drawing as soon as you purchase it. If they don’t come with programs it will be mentioned.

Most Tablet pens have a nibbed side and an eraser side (for drawing and erasing like an actual pencil). while it’s not mandatory to have it I reccommend choosing a tablet that has a nib and eraser side pens to make the digital drawing experience more natural. Wacom pens that do NOT have an eraser side on this list will be mentioned.

I’m mentioning older tablet models simply because you might know someone who has theses art tablets and is willing to thrift them.

If you’re limited on funds definitely stick to tablets that are less than 100$ they work very well and are more than enough.

You don’t have to have latest drawing tablet models especially if you’re trying to see if digital art is for you. Functionality is the key.

So here’s a quick list of some reasonably priced Tablets : (I've also place linked for all of them owob)

One by Wacom Small 60$

The cheapest wacom tablet on this list and the only tablet I’m recommending that DOES NOT HAVE ART PROGRAMS included. It also does not have an eraser side but, If you want to use a digital tablet very causally with a free art program this could work for you

Wacom Intuos Small 80$

Now this a new model that I haven’t used before BUT what makes this one really good is that it comes with clip studio paint pro. Clip studio is really great program to start learning digital drawing. Only downside is that the tablet pen also DOES NOT HAVE AN ERASER SIDE.

Wacom Intuos Small (Wireless) 100$

Same as the previous table If you’re willing to dish out another 20 dollars you can get this tablet to be wireless with bluetooth.This tablet does not have an eraser side.

WACOM Intuos CTL-480 Small Creative Pen Tablet 95$-110$

This tablet is really hard to find honestly ( could only find japanese sellers on ebay XDD) If you do manage to find it you will not be disappointed. This tablet is powerful. It has a lot of pen pressure sensitivity and can be modified for wireless/cordless use. Plus this tablet is durable and great to use if traveling. I was actually using it for my art classes prior to the lockdown.

*Old Bamboo Fun Series 65$- 120$ (possibly less)

I’m going to put a disclaimer on this one because Its a really old Wacom tablet but if you know someone who owns this tablet and they’re willing to part with it buy it from them. This tablet is DURABLE (a lot of the newer tablet models seem kind of fragile and it’s pretty common to drop your tablet here and there) and while it may have less pressure than modern tablets this one is very easy to work with I’ve used this tablet for well over 10 years before finally purchasing a newer Wacom tablet. XDD

Wacom bamboo Capture 120$

Now this ones a little on the fragile side but is VERY functional all around. They hot keys are to the left of the tablet and much larger than most wacom tablet hot keys, making them pretty easy to work with. Tablet pen for this one however does NOT have an eraser side.

Wacom Intuos Pro Pen and Touch Tablet Small 130$

This is the tablet model I used if I working from my desktop. I could only find a renewed model of it BUT it’s a very good tablet for it’s price (It was a little over 200 when I originally bought it ;w; ) This tablet does have touch/gesture commands for it which can easily be turned off if you choose. Plus there are several hot keys to work with as well as a touch ring that can also have up to four different command settings to it. If you really want a starting tablet that has all the basics covered it could be this one but it’s a bit of splurge.

I hope this is helpful. No matter which tablet you end up deciding on make sure you do some additional research to help find the right tablet for you! You’ll then be on you way to drawing digitally!

And as always If you have any questions about the drawing tablets I’ve mentioned here let me know!

Have a great week and stay safe!<3

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