I love the QSMP. Not only has it introduced me to many amazing international creators, it's also introduced me to the French and Brazilian community, who are so sweet, funny, and chaotic in their own unique ways. I love seeing fans sharing their culture and learning from one another, and I myself have learned a lot this past year. I think it's incredible how QSMP brings so many different people together – all of us united in our love and passion for this project and its goals.
But passion can often evoke strong emotions, and these strong emotions aren't always positive.
The past few months, I have seen multiple waves of hate, bad-faith generalizations of communities, and racist remarks directed at fellow fans – especially those who are part of the French / Brazilian community. This kind of behavior is inexcusable, and is in direct conflict with the mission of QSMP, which is to break language barriers and unite communities.
We are a global community with a variety of people from different backgrounds. Miscommunications may occasionally occur because of cultural differences and/or language barriers, but we should use these moments as opportunities to learn and engage with other people rather than assuming the worst about them and starting fights.
Although certain issues can be resolved with communication, sometimes it’s better to block and move on. Avoid spreading negativity or hate, and save yourself the headache of interacting with people who are just looking for someone to argue with.
No matter what community we're a part of or what languages we speak, we're all here to have fun. Please remember to be kind to each other. We have more in common than we have in conflict.
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a small moment of kindness that touched me today. speaking about our struggles as grad students in class with classmates. our small group is all BIPOC; another latine and two arabs, one who is palestinian. we are speaking very honestly about our fears and frustrations. feeling useless. feeling scared. upset at the world and its horrors. angry at other peoples' silence. but at the same time so so full of joy and hope. i talked about being scared of being forgotten, and we continued on with our group task of creating a liberation health triangle.
professor transitioned us back to the full class and while our professor began speaking again, my Palestinian classmate--so beautiful and with the most wonderful curls--leaned close to me and whispered "I'll never forgot you." I almost didn't hear her so i whispered back, "what?", and as sweetly as the first time she said, "I'll never forget you. And I'll never forget what you said last semester. You were the first person in this entire program who spoke of your frustrations. I felt less alone."
the walk home from class was very cold, but i could not help but let myself repeat the moment in my head over and over again.
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Lord of the Lost being absolute kings and staying true to their word 🏳️🌈
"Yes, I am thankful for living in a country that – other than many other countries in this world – is able to socially catch me and others. With heavy limitations of course, we could now talk in lengths about our health care system or Hartz 4 [German unemployment benefits] for example. I am not someone who will step forward and say 'Fuck the system!', because I know that without this system many here would be lost, me very likely included. At the same time, you won't see me going to ESC with a German flag, swollen with pride. And I would also refuse to run around with a German flag there if anyone were to demand me to do so. I rather hold and will vindicate the mindset that, of course, we will inevitably compete for Germany, because we are from Germany, and the concept of the ESC is to have countries vote for other countries, and somewhere you have to draw lines at such a competition. But these lines, these borders, are man-made, which is why I say that I rather want to compete for those people that are into this kind of music and who were missing – broadly speaking – alternative music at the ESC. That is how I feel about it."
- Chris Harms
@kajaono @magoriasocrah
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I legitimately don't want to think about who I'd be without She-ra. It was the only thing that kept me sane through the pandemic and health issues, yes, but I also met pretty much all of my friends through the fandom and I wouldn't have gotten back into writing without it. Writing is how I spend most of my free time and the thing that makes me feel like a person. Like nothing else I do or have ever done feels half as fulfilling as when people receive my writing with love and tell me how it touched them. I am a writer. That's a fundamental thing I was in high school but totally lost in college and my love of She-ra brought that back and shaped the trajectory of my last few years and possibly the rest of my life. There's so many amazing things to say about the show, but the anniversary kind of gave me the realization that this is not just a fandom for me but completely changed my life.
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WARNING: FFVII spoilers + ship talk—scroll if you want to skip, because I am simply commentating my own gaming experience & not trying to start a war in the comments
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It’s the way I’m DESPERATELY trying to play FFVII with an openness to Cloud and Aerith because I know it means so much to so many people—and yet even when I go to YouTube and watch alt versions of mandatory scenes I cannot fathom how people are missing the subtext of “Aerith knows and acknowledges Tifa is so much more than Cloud’s friend even as she wants his attention because she doesn’t know if he’s really himself, has been extremely lonely since Zack left + knows somewhere she’s going to die for herself” ☠️
Like I am 3000% for FF ships that have a lot of groundwork but aren’t primary canon, because Square is notorious for building true chemistry between people who are not ever canonically romantic (hello Phoenixflare) but…it’s getting kind of absurd to see how many people are denying the subtext of Aerith as secondary to Tifa solely because they love their ship.
Perfect example: the scene where Aerith goes up on the Nebelheim water tower (a place wholly and entirely tied to Cloud and Tifa’s ongoing relatonship) and asks Cloud about his town…only for us to get this:
As someone who just consumes media generally…the whole subtext of the scene is clearly that Aerith trying to 1) pull Cloud’s actual memories up from the mind muck he’s going through (something she and Tifa both do repeatedly) and 2) remind Cloud of the side of him that inherently has always had a whole ass crush on his childhood best friend to help jog his memory.
Sure, it reads as a cute moment between them if you want that…but if you’re paying attention to the purpose of the scene itself and what’s being said (verbally and subtextually)…it’s astronomically clear this is a Cloud x Tifa recognition delivered to the audience through a Cloud/Aerith moment…and this happens repeatedly ☠️
And then…immediately after having her be upset that she doesn’t have someone the way Cloud has Tifa, and asking to be alone? I…I just. Like it’s so hard to be here in the middle of a war about “optional scenes” when shit that happens to everyone happens just like this 😭
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There's something so fascinating about Karna versus Raphaniel's relationships to power, to influence, and to being known.
Neither of them up until this episode act out of their own power—Raphaniel acts in the name of the Bulb, and Karna under the guise of Jacque Crudite. Only after they have committed and been party to unspeakable acts do they act in their own names.
In doing so they also swap sensibilities. Karna has been brazen with magic usage but now, finding herself on her own, she leans primarily into subterfuge and subtlety, evidenced mechanically in her rogue levels. Raphaniel has been quiet about his activities, cloaking his true magical nature, but now, when his will is broken, he confronts the Sanctis Putris directly and is not so careful as to disguise his use of magic, which leads to further alienation from the institution that he had shrouded himself in for so long, even as he plots a holy civil war.
But they are still both seeking power and influence, Karna from mundane nobility, using the chaos of war to bolster her reach, and Raphaniel by seeking out the power he has become privy to at the center of the world.
And both of them, from what it seems, are taking innate power already from the Hungry One. We know thanks to a chocolate rabbit that the Bulb and the Hungry One are both merely energy sources, and their power does not discriminate between the devout and the faithless. But Karna, who is young, gives of herself, quite literally, in exchange for power, and Raphaniel turns from it, running to the shield of the church in spite of an absence of faith.
That also is twisted on its head by this point—Raphaniel, as Brennan says, is for once in his life completely devout, while Karna remarks that she is for the first time afraid to die. This comes after Raphaniel feels he has utterly lost any control to influence history, and Karna has gained significant influence.
But both of them, given their self-imposed quests—Raphaniel to rid the church of the Sanctis Putris and devotees of the Prophidian Heresy, and Karna to unite the Meatlands—are on paths that will guide history for at least two decades. We know that both of these quests are borne out, regardless of whether these characters survive to see it done: the Bulbian Church will come out of this war with an iron grip upon the continent, in part because of a consolidation of theology, and in part because of the way local religions are stamped out in favor of unity under a single idea—a single light.
All that remains is to be seen is whether the two of them both stay this course, or turn against the tide before the end. What will likely be true one way or another is that they will get what they have wished for: to influence from the shadows. Their names will not be known, but their contributions to history will consume Calorum for decades to come.
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