something about baji, chifuyu and kazutora working at the same petshop, senju and sanzu being a famous youtube duo and getting along and izana, kakucho and the others helping children in rough situations makes me so emotional
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I listened to Cody Fry鈥檚 I hear a Symphony for the first time and proceeded to fall down the spectacular rabbit hole that is his music. and oh my goodness I am in love. his voice is like a showtune鈥攁 love letter to every one of my favorite songs from my favorite musicals. the video for waltz for sweatpants made me want to dance and cry! I don鈥檛 know how I鈥檝e never heard of him before but my heart somehow recognized his voice immediately.
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it strikes me as so funny how many people record concerts on their phone. You know that footage is gonna be shaky and blurry as hell, and there's gonna be like 200 uploads just like it you could watch instead while getting to actually enjoy the thing you're watching. People cannot help themselves. They gotta put that shit online just to prove to people they were there.
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Psst. Who wants to see my costume? Behold, my take on Morticia Addams!
[Image attached: It's Jess! Instead of having xir bangs black and the rest blonde, all of it is black. Xe's wearing a rather fancy form-fitting dress. It reveals xir shoulders and a tasteful hint of cleavage, and the sleeves drape down from xir elbows in dramatic ripples. Xir makeup is done darkly but pretty conservatively.]
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My housemate reminded me of a flashbulb memory I have that I really wish I had a photograph of because it would be a magnificent image to inflict on the internet at large with Zero Context, but I'll try to describe it here, and then draw it after dinner.
Image Description:
As seen from about three feet off the ground: Interior, the den of an american suburban house built at the height of the atomic age and still decorated like it years later. There's dark wood paneling about halfway up the walls that offsets the almost neon pink-orange light of late sunset visible through the large window. Every object in the room is highlighted by the last of the sunlight. The only other light in the room is a TV set that was manufactured the same year Howdy Doody debuted on air, now broadcasting PBS Newshour in black and white.
Closest to the viewer, there is a small end table with a Nearly Full Martini glass, and a Half-empty glass Martini Pitcher, indicating that two of the five martinis it holds have been poured out.
Just behind it, an old man sits in a chair that was bright green and yellow when it was new but is now more Grellow. The man is in his mid-sixites, somewhat heavyset, with a full head of snow-white hair and thick glasses. He's wearing a dark brown tweed suit with leather elbow patches, and a white cotton button-up. He's watching the news with a calm and dispassionate demeanor. Tired, but still engrossed with the world's events. He's wearing dark brown penny loafers and garish argyle socks.
Behind him is a couch that is a matched set with the armchair, with the same Grellow chevron pattern, but there is a very large crochet afghan that has been spread out over the back to be decorative and maybe protect the couch from it's current occupant: a 120lb Wolf Hybrid.
She's seated lengthwise on the couch, like she had also been watching PBS Newshour, posed like a sphynx. She's close in wieght to the man, and definitely taller than him if she stands up, with a dark gray agouti coat and a bit of white countershading from the trace of domestic dog in her. She's turned her head to the viewer, bright yellow eyes focused on them, and the fur of her head and neck haloed with the sunset. She is pleased to see the veiwer, which means most of the teeth in her lower jaw are visible in her canine grin. The effect is very menacing if you don't know her.
Clutched rather neatly between her front paws is a second, identical martini glass, only not nearly quite so full as the old man's.
Title: "Oh, I didn't think you'd be back for another hour/GODDAMIT EDWIN"
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Little things adults and older people can do to help younger people and children feel included, safe, and respected as an equal individual:
Ask before touching the young person - even for hugs. Ask before you take pictures of them, and let them see photographs of them before they are printed or sent to others (even family).
Apologize when you are wrong
Ask for a young persons thoughts on a subject, then engage with them after they have spoken
Demonstrate behaviour you want to see from them (see: apologizing). Say "excuse me," say "thank you," say "please" to them
Validate their feelings, even if they don't know how to express them just yet
Remember that this is the first time they've been alive, and that you've had way longer to "figure it out"
These are some things I wish other adults remembered when engaging with young folks. We so often forget what childhood felt like and how unfair it all was because we were often awarded freedoms as adults that we never had as children. These kids are equal to adults, and they deserve the same courtesy, respect, kindness, and understanding we give to other adults.
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A Flock Of Seagulls - Wishing (If I Had a Photograph of You) (Video)
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