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lesbicosmos · 1 year
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i just finished hidden figures after wanting to watch it for months and OH MY GOD IM IN AWE I THINK THIS IS MY NEW FAVOURITE MOVIE
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katiajewelbox · 1 year
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Happy International Women's Day! "Every woman's success should be an inspiration to another. We're strongest when we cheer each other on." (Serena Williams) "Do not live someone else's life and someone else's idea of what womanhood is. Womanhood is you." (Viola Davis) "No woman should be told she can't make decisions about her own body. When women's rights are under attack, we fight back." (Kamala Harris) "When girls are given the right tools to succeed, they can create incredible futures, not only for themselves but also for those around them." (Meghan Markle) "They'll tell you you're too loud, that you need to wait your turn and ask the right people for permission. Do it anyway." (Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez) #katia_plantscientist #internationalwomensday #womensupportingwomen #women #womensrights #womensrightsarehumanrights #feminism #quotes #inspiringquotes #motivationalquotes #humanrights #womensrightsmovement #womensday #womensday2023 
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sysy-studyblr · 2 years
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thursday 12/05/22
i took these in class where we were doing thin film interference, it was super fun!! probably tbe best class in a while
♫ talk - omar apollo ♫
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afrogsmoraldilemma · 8 months
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Sacrificed my dignity (running to the last bus available) for the pursuit of humanity (finishing a chemistry prac that i got really weird results for)
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iridescentropy · 1 year
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i have been painting my nails once a week lately. i will not elaborate
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discyours · 7 months
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Sometimes i wonder, is make up really oppressive ? Isn’t it natural to want to look as good and as appealing as possible to the opposite sex and all also women seem to naturally be drawn to it since their youngest years
Numerous forms of face painting have been practiced throughout history in a variety of different cultures, for a variety of different reasons. It's natural to like pretty, colourful things; birds do too. If you've ever spent time around kids you'll find that it's really not uncommon for boys to be drawn to makeup (or other means of applying colour to their faces, sharpies if you're real lucky) either. That's not about a natural drive to be as appealing as possible to the opposite sex, it's the human version of a crow going "ooo, shiny".
Feminist criticism of makeup does not stem from a belief that it's inherently 100% always wrong to Put Stuff On Your Face. It's about the fact that the way makeup is currently practiced means that women who don't wear concealer to hide the veins that show through the naturally thin skin underneath their eyes are automatically accused of looking tired and disheveled whereas men "get away with it". Men are allowed to look human, whereas this decorated state (that's arguably no longer about decoration if you're going for a "natural" look) is expected of women. Sometimes literally at the cost of their jobs.
Given how easy it is to attract men as a woman, and how difficult it seems to be to attract a woman as a man, maybe men should be the ones who are more inclined to spend precious hours covering up blemishes and carving out a more desirable bone structure with contouring powder. But they don't. It's an unpleasant process and it hasn't been marketed to them as necessary, so they continue to go out into the world with their regular faces without being made to feel like they're lazy for it. We'd be a lot better off if that was the default for women too.
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thekidsfromyestergay · 9 months
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I despise how we went from "being obsessed with not being like other girls as a young teen stems from deeply rooted internal misogyny caused by the patriarchy and we should be teaching teens that all women's interests and choices are equally valid" to "if you don't wear makeup and the colour pink you're an evil misogynist pick-me and you'll just grow out of it to be a nice feminine woman"
THIS POST IS TRANS INCLUSIVE
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thisisourlovestory · 4 months
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Finnick Odair x reader soulmate AU
Summary: you are a victor from district 4. The Quarter Quell has just been announced. How will you cope with the turn of events coming your way.
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Chapter 4
We were immediately assaulted by the screams and shouts of Capitol citizens as they clamoured for a look at us, as if we were animals in a zoo. The only thing holding them back were peacekeepers. I wanted to ignore them, I wanted nothing to do with them, I wanted to just go somewhere far away and never return. But I couldn't do any of those things. I looked to the side and saw Lysander pointing people out, muttering under his breath if he knew them or not, and if he knew them then I knew they were important, in other words they were the richer members of the Capitol and they would be the ones sponsoring tributes. And Finnick had turned on the charm yet again, giving that blinding smile, waving to the crowd, blowing kisses at women who swooned and almost collapsed at the attention. Even Mags was nodding her head at them, a smile stretched across her face at the attention she was receiving, but her eyes weren't smiling, the smile was for show, to keep up pretences. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again. 
That's when I saw her. A small girl dressed in a bright pink dress that puffed around her, golden hair coiled in ringlets with a matching bow half the size of her head keeping it out of her face. She was so tiny, and almost being crushed in the crowd, I could see panic on her face about to give way to tears. My eyebrows drew together and I glanced at Lysander before striding over to the peacekeepers.
“Excuse me.” I yelled, “I need to get to that girl there,” I pointed at her, “The one in the pink.” Surprisingly they listened and cleared a path for me. I could hear Lysander calling my name but I walked towards the girl and crouched down in front of her. She looked at me and I smiled.
“Hi there. What's your name? Are you okay?” I asked softly. She nodded, sniffling and wiping her nose. 
“I'm Clio.” She answered in a tiny voice.
“There are a lot of people here aren't there Clio.” Nobody was making a sound, too busy watching me. “It can get a bit scary sometimes, especially when you're small like you.” She nodded again. “I'll tell you a little secret Clio.” Her eyes widened a bit and she leaned in. “I'm still scared of this as well sometimes.” I nodded solemnly. “But it's okay to be afraid of things and one day you might just find out that you aren't afraid anymore.” I plucked a flower that had been thrown at us by someone from the concrete floor, a pink carnation- my mind supplied, I snapped the stem and tucked the flower behind her ear. I smiled and she threw herself at me. Surprised, I patted her on the back and pulled away after a few seconds. She smiled back at me and held out a bouquet of flowers, all different colours and shapes, as I took them she tucked a white rose behind my own ear and whispered something.
“I want to be like you when I'm older.” The words hit me somewhere deep inside but I managed a smile and pressed a light kiss to her forehead before I walked back to the others. They all stared at me but I did what I did best and ignored them as people started calling my name much louder than before. My little display of humanity must have done something, made them feel something for once for that to happen. 
Flowers sailed over my head and jewels clattered on the ground as they became even more frantic to catch our attention. I felt Finnick's gaze on my back as I walked just a little in front of them, lifting one hand at a time to wave to the crowd. They went wild. Scrambling over each other to get closer to me, yelling my name louder and louder. One step in front of the other. Petals from flowers crunching underfoot. I smiled slightly as we finally got to the Remake Centre where our stylists would be. Peacekeepers waiting inside separated us and led us off to different rooms in the vast interior. The last thing I heard as the elevator doors shut was Lysander talking to Mags, I only caught the end of his sentence. 
“An angel.”
I stood awkwardly in the elevator, four peacekeepers accompanying me. Four. Did they think I was Cashmere or Enobaria? Because I had never had more than one accompany me at any time. They only give you them if they think you're dangerous, but there was nothing dangerous about me at all. So why? A ding sounded and the doors opened, I was taken to a room and left there alone, simply looking around the room. It was all white, stark bright white, clinical almost and like freshly fallen snow, pristine. I waited for a few minutes, kicking my feet under the table I had decided to sit on, before a small group walked in, chattering away. They gasped immediately upon seeing me. Two women and a man, all with brightly coloured hair. They hurried over to me and introduced themselves. 
“I'm Antonia,” said the one with bright blue hair, “It's a pleasure to meet you.”
“And I’m Priscilla.” The other girl with silvery hair said brightly. I studied them, they looked similar, sisters maybe.
“I'm Quintus.” The man said. “We are your prep team.” They all smiled at me, a gesture supposed to be calming but the looks in their eyes made me nervous, and within moments the girls were stripping me of my clothing and bundled me into a bathtub filled to the brim with steaming hot water that was almost painful to touch. Antonia sprinkled bath salts into it that smelled overwhelmingly of lavender and mint. They scrubbed me with soap until my skin was red and raw but left a weird sparkle to it. My hair was shampooed and conditioned within an inch of its life, not a single tangle could be found once they were done with it. Then, they dragged me out, dried me off with a fluffy towel and wrapped me in a silk robe. They directed me to lie down, then they proceeded to tear out every scrap of hair on my body that they deemed unfit to be there. Warm wax spread across my skin, almost comforting before the pain that followed, then cool gel to stop the sting in one spot as they repeated the process again and again and again until I felt like a plucked chicken. Quintus spread some kind of clay mask on my face and let it sit while the others rubbed scented oils into my skin and sprayed perfume over me. He peeled the mask off and brushed some cream across my skin leaving it smooth and soft. I went to touch my face but he smacked my hand away, scolding me as if I was a child.
“No, no, no. You don't touch, we just got all the dirt out. Don't touch.” I didn't try to touch it again. They cleaned my nails, filed them into an almond shape and painted them a shining pale pink with pearly white tips, then did the same to my toes. They plucked and perfected me as if I were a doll for them to play with. All the while they chatted mindlessly and not a single word they said held any meaning to me. Talking about how exciting the games this year would be, who they thought would win- they assured me after that they definitely believed it could be me, I knew they were only lying to make me feel better. Fortunately for me they completely ignored my mark, perhaps they thought it was simply a tattoo since they were very common in the Capitol. Unfortunately for me they did not shy away from mentioning how attractive they found Finnick. I believe Antonia's exact words were that he could ‘Do whatever he wanted to her as long as the last thing she saw was his face.’ At that point I decided that the best thing would be to not listen so I tuned them out and nodded occasionally so they thought I was paying attention.
When they finished with me I had been primped to, what I assumed was in their eyes, perfection. They sat me down and inspected me, silently for once. Quintus hummed. 
“Good job ladies.” He praised Antonia and Priscilla. Then to me. “Your stylist will be here in a moment. After she's dressed you, we’ll do your hair and makeup.” 
"I thought that you did all that before.” At the confused look on my face as I spoke he elaborated. “She decided to do things a bit differently this year. Something about us being able to make you look better if we did it after because we would know what the dress looked like.” He rolled his eyes. “I don't understand personally but she's the boss.” Then they left. Giving me small waves and whispering to each other. 
I stayed seated, wrapping the robe back around my body tightly, shivering as the cold air touched my legs. The door slammed open and I jumped, my head snapping up to see a woman. She was wearing a long black dress that had shimmering blue detailing on it at the hem and bodice. She smiled at me, her white teeth standing out against her dark skin. 
“Hello Y/N. I'm Megara.” She said as she walked over to me. I could see her more clearly now. The blue on the dress was in a swirling pattern that reminded me of the waves back home, her hair was cut short with a fringe that fell just above her dark eyes that were flecked with green. “First I'd like to say that I admire what you did for her. Annie. It took great courage to volunteer to come back. Second, I am your stylist this year and I have a lot planned. Third, you're going to look incredible.” I blinked, surprised at how blunt she was. 
“I've never seen you before.” I stated and she grinned.
“It's my first year styling for the games. I'm younger than the others but I've learnt a few tricks from my older brother.” I tilted my head questioningly. “You may have heard of him. His name is Cinna.” I tapped my fingers against my skin.
“Katniss Everdeen's stylist.” She nodded and hummed.
“Yes. And this year my mission is to beat him. Well, less of a mission, more that I just want to rub it in his face when my outfits for you are so much better than the ones he's made for the girl on fire.” 
“How are you going to do that?” I asked softly and her grin widened.
“My brother uses fire. So I'm going to use water.” My eyes widened and I sat forward. 
“What do you mean?”
“I'll explain later but for now you need to get changed into these.“She waved a hand in the air dismissively and shoved the bag she was holding into my arms. “Once you’re ready I’ll get the others back in and let them do what they do, then I'll explain what’s going to happen out there.” She shoved the bag she was holding into my arms. I walked over and into the tiny changing room and just before I shut the door she called out over her shoulder. “And I actually want you to wear the bra and pants. Unlike anyone else in this place.” I snorted with laughter and closed the door. Once I was alone, I zipped open the bag and emptied the contents onto a bench. A set of white underwear, a simple white dress and a matching set of heels. I quickly pulled them all on and stared at myself in the mirror on the wall. The dress fell around my body in a sheet of white, it clung to the upper half of my body like a second skin but flared out slightly at my waist and hung loosely to swing around my ankles. The sleeves sat off my shoulder, exposing my neck and collarbone, the sharp bones almost seemed to cut through my skin, the sleeves fell down to my wrists and the fabric formed a sharp point where my middle finger joined to the top of my hand. The shoes were open toed, thin straps crossing my ankles and just above my toes, they were unfortunately heels and incredibly uncomfortable. I walked unsteadily back into the room, arms thrown out to the side to balance myself. The second I stepped in, Megara whirled around and her hands flew to her mouth. 
“Oh. You look perfect. The dress suits you so well, now sit, sit.” She waved me to sit down on a chair in the centre of the room. I sat and the prep team ran back into the room.
I was immediately swept up in a whirlwind of activity. They whipped out brushes, makeup palettes, hair brushes, sponges, pins, elastic bands, curling tongs, straighteners, and… was that a measuring tape? Quintus yanked my arms down to my side as Priscilla opened a huge case. He barked orders at her and she handed him everything he asked for. He painstakingly applied the makeup to my face, muttering things under his breath and twisting my head to inspect his work. Eventually he pulled back and Antonia took over. She brushed my hair viciously, making sure it was as smooth as possible. Then she curled it loosely, letting the curls fall down my back in spirals. She pulled the front part of my hair back and plaited them tightly around the back of my head in a crown. She twisted the loose strands out and let them gently frame my face, featherlight touches of hair against my cheeks. They finally stepped back to admire their work and gestured for me to stand up. I wobbled to my feet and gave a little spin, letting the hem of the dress flare out around me slightly. 
“You are a masterpiece my dear.” Quintus told me. “You look incredible. Nobody will be able to top this.” 
“Don't mess up the hair.” Antonia chimed in from behind him. I looked over my shoulder to see myself in a mirror Megara was holding up. They had given me only the thinnest layer of makeup to conceal my flaws, then added sparkling eyeshadow and dramatic mascara to lengthen my lashes. In effect, it made my eyes look larger and more pleading, more innocent. The dress revealed just over half of my back, cutting down in a soft curve and exposing the thin silvery scars weaving their way along my skin. Practically invisible from a distance which would be fine but close up they seemed to be the only thing you could see. They weren't ugly per se. They weren't as bad as some of the scars other victors had. In fact I quite liked them. They reminded me of home in a way. The way they twisted unpredictably across my skin like waves. Always changing, never staying the same for long. So no, they weren't ugly, at least not to me. To me they were beautiful. They reminded me of all the trials I had suffered, the torture I had undergone a few years ago when President Snow made me an offer. And I had refused. But you can't refuse Snow and expect to get away with it unpunished. 
My hair was perfect, pinned up just right and styled in a way I never would have been able to recreate myself. The sleeves covered up my mark which was good, I wouldn't want to have to explain that to anyone, especially not the man I would be on the chariot with. I twisted my wrists to look at the palms of my hands rather than the white satin, soft against my sharp bones, reddened dents from my fingernails lined them, small bruises from smacking my hands down too hard on corner surfaces and calluses spread across them. Perfect as far as they could see, with the best clothes, flawless makeup . But not really. 
“Now hold still just a moment dear.” Priscilla swooped down on me like a vulture, brandishing baby pink lipstick and gloss. She swiped them onto my lips as quick as a flash, leaving them slightly tinted and glowing. They all turned to look at Megara and when she gave a decisive nod of approval they all filed out of the room, lugging behind their suitcases and bags. No sooner had they left the room, Megara sat me back down and brought out a jewellery box. She reached in and took out a sparkling diamond necklace. I gasped and she clasped it around my neck. 
“So the necklace is really just for a bit of bling. This is the pièce de résistance.” She dipped her hands back into the box and extracted a delicate tiara, thin pieces of silver wrapped around diamonds and pearls. She placed it gently on my hair, tucking the sides of it under the braid to secure it. “Now you look perfect.” She told me, holding up the mirror so I could see myself again. I took in the plains of my face, she was right, I did look the perfect part. She interrupted my thoughts. “I should tell you I have no idea what Finnick will be wearing because his stylist has hated me ever since I refused to go out with her brother. “ She rolled her eyes. “It's a long story that one. But given his appeal to the Capitol I would say it'll be interesting to say the least. In any case, you'll look incredible next to him. Now I should probably tell you what you're going to do when you're in the chariot okay. So listen up because I'm only going to say it once.” I listened intently, a smile blooming on my face as she gestured wildly, animatedly explaining her master plan to me. I asked a few questions which she answered, albeit a little reluctantly. Then she was checking her watch and ushering me out the door and down to where the chariots would be waiting. “We have half an hour until the procession. I know I'm only your stylist but try not to draw too much attention to yourself. Although that may be hard considering this dress. “ I laughed loudly. 
“Don't worry Meg. I'll be fine and it'll all work out. I promise.” I clasped her hand in mine and grinned. “Now I'll make you a bet.” Her eyebrows rose and she leaned in. “I bet you Finnick will be wearing nothing on top and not nearly enough on the bottom.” She eyed me up and down. 
“Okay then, why not. I'll take my chances. Besides,” she smirked,” I'm not so sure you'd necessarily be opposed to that.” Her eyes latched onto my wrist and she gave me a knowing smile as I flushed bright red. “I won't tell. I promise. We can gossip about it later.” She winked and with that was gone, yelling over her shoulder. “See you out there angel.” I smiled at her antics, a smile quickly replaced as peacekeepers escorted me through the doors and into the huge space where all the tributes were gathering. I took a deep breath and prepared myself.
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startographist · 9 months
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☆゚⁠ . * ・⁠ 。゚DEAR SOULMATE — PROLOGUE I 🪽
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wistful, dreamy, and vague— those are the three words kazuha describes kunikuzushi's pieces. wistful that you can feel the nostalgia by just looking at it, dreamy and vague as if it lets the viewers reciprocate what the piece truly means. 
but one thing about kunikuzushi's pieces that makes them genuinely recognizable is the muse.
in every painting, a muse in white is always included, if it's not the main focus of the piece, the muse is present.
kunikuzushi doesn't know why he paints a specific muse either, he certainly can't say that it's a force of habit or has seen the muse before in fact, the muse is just a product of his void of imagination.
every time that he tries not to paint the muse he either ends up unconsciously painting her or he feels that something is missing...
there's no denying that painting her was an unspoken law itself.
and he dared not to break it.
because from the base of her neck to the arch of her eyelids, her beauty made a slave of him.
 
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soulmates. he thought it was worthless.
soulmates are a useless and unpleasant concept, the red string tied to his pinky finger is served as a distraction for him.
and the idea of commitment itself scares him and as if being tied to another is gonna change everything... he's abandoned after all, hope isn't gonna do anything hell— it will crush you to pieces, he knows it too damn well.
but with a red string looped to his finger twitching, he wonders...will his soulmate be the one who'll heal him? some even suggest that the muse in white is his soulmate, whether it's true or not, he doesn't care or so he thinks...
he's in a sheer in denial but one day, he dreams, he'll have his soulmate to dedicate all of his pieces... and so, he secretly waits for that day...
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a hint of elegance and serenity, its aroma dancing around her, each sniff leaving a feeling of contentment that made her grin. she can still feel the softness of petals on her fingertips. she admired the sight that made her eyes beam with admiration as she grasped the stem between her index and thumb.
she knelt in front of the flowers, which looked at her with grandeur that she would never achieve. she wasn't bothered by other people's conversations or footsteps since her complete attention was on the flowers in front of her.
they danced whenever the wind was too strong outdoors. the noises of gasping from the women wearing skirts could be heard, but she was unaffected. she desires a stronger breeze so that the flowers can swing gracefully with it. the scarlet string in her pinky twitched, yet she chose to be ignorant as her attention still on flowers.
when one of the petals dropped on her hand, she giggled. It was blue, a colour that many people consider basic, yet any colour mixed with it makes it appear much more lively in her opinion. despite the noises in the distance, she feels as if she's in heaven since everything is just too serene for her.
she worried that the peacefulness will soon be disrupted by unwanted tragedy.
a special butterfly was letting itself arrive and dance with the breeze as the tiny shop's bell chimed. such a small object with a kaleidoscope of colours whirling around it, a tiny work of art that drew her gaze in enjoyment.
as it landed gently on one of the petals, its wings fluttered in a little way. she gazed at it, and no matter how much she deny it, she believe it stared back at her. it soared away, high and free, with one hand rising and her fingertip almost brushing its wings. she wonders oh-so carefully, maybe this butterfly is my soulmate, she thinks.
she runs after the butterfly, ignoring the stares from people who thought it was a childish act. bumping into different people but she paid no mind as her eyes and mind are focused on the little creature that entranced her minutes ago.
then again, the scarlet string started twitching, perhaps glowing.
she ran after it, but she stopped when it landed on someone else. again blue is the color she tends to ignore, but somehow it caught her eye this time on an ordinary day. she got lost and instead stared at those ocean eyes as the man was crouching down and studying the flowers in front of him.
she looks down on her pinky finger again. and there, it glows.
the way the flowers danced once more made everything perfect. there was so much beauty that she felt it was out of this world. at this point, she felt butterflies in her stomach take over her and her emotions.
"woah..." she uttered under her breath, almost as if the scene in front of her had taken her breath away.
her finger landed on one of the petals, his fingertip barely brushing against hers as it was on the other side of the flower, put on another petal. she was so close, yet so far away; if she had only allowed herself to get closer, she might have been able to reach him.
she could've reached towards the beauty itself.
It wasn't the butterfly that drew her attention anymore; instead, it was his figure. His colourslors and build, his physical traits, with his fingertip almost brushing against hers.
Her gaze never broke from his, and as the bell rang again, those stunning eyes finally met hers.
glowing red string,  eyes locked, both bamboozled.
two individuals stare at each other seemingly bewitched to each other.
her, who is hauntingly beautiful, and him who's gorgeous as a porcelain doll...
in the midst of the serenic warmth of inazuma, summer joy filled atmosphere, two individuals are in chase of finding what this all means.
"it's you." he muttered under his breath, cursing at the fact that he feels the nervousness brimming to his nerves.
she shakily stood up, eyes wide in shock. and as funny as it is, she wore a white dress highlighting the fact that the muse in his paintings was not a product of his imagination but is actually his soulmate. this also highlights her beauty even more, with golden hues of warm sun pouring over her figure.
her e/c eyes scanned over his short stature, seemingly entranced at the doll-like features.
"you're pretty..." she breathed.
the first change of words was sure a bittersweet one.
to be entangled with someone forever was already a bittersweet fate.
and yet here they are, ready to face the pre-birth agreement they made...
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NOTES ; uuuuu im so tiredge // credits to yizheng ke on art station on slide one !!
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smau by startographist! plagiarizing, distributing and translating without the author's permission is a violation against creative rights.
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nayatarot777 · 11 months
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what valuable lessons + wisdom do you bless other people with? • oracle pac
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• pile one •
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strangely lonely - “holding on way too tight”
a clockwork pumpkin - “a wonderful idea, the aha moment”
phoenix - “how’s that for a happily ever after”
lighthouse - “don’t doubt your worth”
earth - grounding
lord/god - masculine
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17, 39, 9, 20,
so the first thing that I’m seeing that you teach other people is how to find their own footing and self-esteem. you help people who hold onto relationships or situations way too tightly while they’re harming themselves in the process, and there is something that you say or an ideology or mentality that you share with them that makes them realise a lot of things that they didn’t before. it seems like you help to ground people and you help people to start planting the seeds for a new life. i really feel like you teach people how to protect themselves specifically from highly narcissistic people. you teach them how to detach and rebel against those they put above themselves (who i see are usually masculine). and as a result, they begin to find their self-esteem and self-worth. they could have at one point felt like they were under the rulership of someone else, but you find a way to teach them that they can gain their own self-governance and that it’s okay to not be ruled by another person. I feel like most of the people that you help are people who are easily manipulated or controlled, and I feel like the easy control stems from them wanting to prove themselves to other people, leading them to do things that harm themselves in the process. and leading them to a lot of tower moments and dead ends - especially in the relationships with men or masculines.
anyone who is in a deluded mindset, or anyone who’s wearing rose-coloured- glasses, realises that they see reality for what it is, instead of what they want it to be. you help people to see the reality of a situation without glamorising or romanticising it. i’m seeing that you snap people out of fairytales that they told themselves or lies that they are believing from others. you teach people how to think for themselves and I’m also seeing that you also teach people that they are more than what they accumulate externally. you could meet people in the middle of their tower moments. that could be the stage in life that they build a connection to you - whether that be a relationship, friendship, etc. so, after they meet you, they find a way to begin to build a brand-new life that is full of a lot more substance, and based on what they actually want instead of what other people have chosen for them. i’m also seeing that there are some people that you meet who hold grudges, or they hold onto sadness or wrongdoings way too much. and I’m seeing that you teach them how to let certain things go. you could lead by example, especially when it comes to the organisation of practical life. maybe you teach people how to set their life in order and how to actually put their ideas into practice instead of just ruminating and daydreaming about doing things. you probably influence people into actually taking action instead of just brainstorming ideas and never actually manifesting them into reality.
you really teach people how to recognise how much they’re actually worth. I feel like you teach people how to invest into themselves a lot more. you could meet a lot of people who dream about being a certain type of person, but they don’t actually do anything to become who they want to be until they hear something that you say or see something that you do for yourself, and they get inspired. there is a recurring message about you teaching feminines in particular how to stand up to masculines so a lot of you guys could be involved in - I want to say activism - but I’m not even seeing activism on a societal level. I’m talking about your actions itself. activism for the feminine or women, because I feel like you are the type of person to not submit to men or masculine. this is giving me a lot of Lilith energy, so you could be someone with prominent Lilith placements. and if that is the case, then I feel like you are a feminine that takes the role that most masculines would in some way shape or form. whether that’s in your career, your work life, your relationships, your friendships, your family, just the way that you live life in general. there’s something about you making your own rules and therefore teaching other people that they should be doing the same thing - specifically teaching feminines this lesson.
overall, the main knowledge and lessons that you teach to others are related to authority. you teach people how to gain more authority over themselves and their own lives. a lot of you could be earth signs. I’m also seeing Leos and Scorpio. So these are the signs that could be in your birth chart or you could attract those signs in people who come towards you. But you definitely help people gain a lot of epiphanies about what they need to let go of, the ways that they need to change their lives, what they need to create in their lives in order to respect themselves.
that’s all I’m seeing for you guys, pile one, if this reading resonated then please let me know! feel free to check out my patreon for upcoming exclusive readings (it’s new but i’ll be putting 18+ and extra readings there). If you’d like a personal reading then please check out my pinned post as it has all of the information that you need. thank you for trusting me to be your reader :)💞👋🏾
• pile two •
cards:
lady with a bosch egg - ancient wisdom
eclipse mermaid - “a powerful energy shift”
throne - “your potential is endless”
tree - “let them go”
homeland - foundation
watchtower of the east - spring
significant numbers:
31, 10, 45, 18
you guys could have been attracted to pile one. I feel like you guys help others to realise the potential that they have in themselves and you help them put themselves up onto a higher pedestal. you really teach people how to completely shift their life to a different path. especially when it comes to aspects of their life that is built on an extremely unstable foundation. for some of you specifically, you could’ve helped people escape from toxic or abusive family because I’m seeing somebody having to burn the bridge with family members and a whole family tree. for others of you, i’m seeing that you guys could have been the ones who had to burn bridges with family members. however, you’ve still managed to create a very stable foundation and home for yourself. It’s like you change your life around completely because I’m seeing that whatever odds that you were dealt with as a child wouldn’t let most people reach to where you’ve reached. as a result of this, people can look at you and see that where someone begins does not have to be where they end up. you teach people how to plant seeds for themselves and maintain their own independence for the sake of their own stability. so I’m seeing that you guys could teach the most to people who usually rely on others whether that’s for money, for self-esteem, for validation - whatever the case. it seems like you drastically change the life of whoever you meet.
you guys could also be highly aware of your power and your value, so you put yourself on a pedestal that not many people are able to put themselves on. but many people are aspiring to reach that point, if that makes sense. you guys could be quite young but yet you have a lot of wisdom that people would expect to come from an elderly person. and this could have been gained from situations where you had to let certain people go - especially if it’s to do with family. I’m hearing that for a lot of you, you have taught quite a few people that family doesn’t have to be who you were born into. that you can actually choose your family. and this could’ve made them realise that certain biological family members need to be cut off. something about you could be foreign to the place that you live as well, so even if the place that you live in was the place that you were born, you could be a second or third generation immigrant, but there’s something about you teaching other people about different cultures. even cultures that you’re not from. I feel like you’re very well learned and very well cultured, so you expand people’s minds. especially people who aren’t usually interested in cultures outside of their own. they could be quite ignorant to the world at large, but you expand their mind quite a bit.
this was the message that popped up in the last pile (so you guys could definitely be drawn to pile one) but I’m seeing that a lot of you guys could follow very ancient teachings and you could reject more modern religions or belief systems. you could be more dedicated to your ancestors’ spiritual beliefs. the ones that aren’t very mainstream nowadays and i’m seeing that you teach people to question a lot of what they have been told and to get back in touch with their roots - especially with the homeland card coming out. you could be responsible for advocating for the shift from traditional belief systems to more natural and/or progressive belief systems that create a lot more peace and stability. you guys give me a lot of “wanderer” energy, so you guys could be Sagittarius or have lots of ninth house placements in your birth chart, but there’s something about you that teaches people that there’s more to life that we don’t usually acknowledge. I feel like you have a very expansive energy and you want to experience life to the fullest, so you teach people through your own actions how to let go of things, people, and places that will just hold them back from reaching their full potential. i’m also seeing that some of you could have taught people how to choose better friends or connections in social situations. I feel like you’ve taught people how to demand better for themselves and how to demand more respect from other people. it’s like you’ve planted the seeds to people’s self-esteem and self growth. you could really preach the importance of self-development and self-prioritisation, which helps to get others to the place that they need to be on their path.
that’s all i’m seeing for you guys, pile two. if this resonated then please let me know. feel free to check out my patreon (it’s new but i’ll be putting 18+ and exclusive readings there). If you would like a personal reading, please check out my pinned post for all of the information that you’ll need. thank you for trusting me to be your reader. enjoy the rest of your day :) 👋🏾☺️💞
• pile three •
cards:
poe - “time for change, to learn something new, to use technology and gadgets with wisdom”
fairy of the highlands - “it’s time to be brave”
homeward - “take yourself out on a date”
wings - “you never needed those wings to fly”
beltane - fertility
hex - banishment
significant numbers:
7, 20, 42, 8
in terms of zodiac signs, i’m seeing that you guys could be Aquarius, Cancer, and/or Taurus. these signs could be in your birth chart, or they could be in the birth charts of the people who you attract and who you teach the most lessons to. that doesn’t have to be the case, but that’s what I’m picking up in terms of Zodiac energy.
some of you in particular could have taught people how to use the Internet or technology to their advantage. you could have helped people find a lot more opportunities online. thanks to the knowledge that you have about social media, marketing, how to use social media to your advantage etc. for those of you with significant social media followings, I feel like you’ve shown people that you can gain an online following or an online audience without the help of anyone else - completely from scratch. and as more of a general message, I’m just seeing this as you guys teaching people that that they don’t need handouts from anybody in order to get to where they want to be. I’m seeing that you’re teaching people that they can pretty much achieve what they want to achieve by themselves. I’m also seeing you teach people to step outside of their comfort zone, and it could be related to people who constantly feel like they have to be around other people or who constantly feel like they have to be in a relationship. I feel like this is a recurring message throughout the piles, but you guys teach others how to get rid of people that do not know how to value them. how to banish negative people and negative energies as well. that could be socially and it could also be in terms of witchery - if you do any witchcraft or anything like protection magic. you could teach people how to hex others. you also teach others how to create a safe space for themselves and how to be brave enough to create a safe space for themselves by kicking people out of their lives.
some of you could also teach others how to open themselves more to love whether that’s romantic or platonic. these are usually the people who have been hurt in friendships and relationships - in situations where they had to be vulnerable - and I feel like you know how to coax people out of their self imposed prison that’s been created out of fear of being hurt again. I feel like the way that you do this is by teaching people how to treat themselves a lot better so that by the time they start to meet other people, they already know how they want to be treated and they know how to get rid of the people who are not treating them in the way that they have learned to treat themselves. going back to the fertility card, I’m seeing that you are either teaching people how to create something for themselves or this could be about teaching people a lot about motherhood. especially if you have kids that you had to basically change your life around for. i’m seeing that people are able to admire how you have been able to create a very stable house for your children or child. i’m also seeing that you teach people how to see into the future in some way so I feel like that’s the Aquarius energy that I was picking up on - which is looking at how your future is going to turn out. I feel like you teach people how to be future-thinking. you could be my pile who constantly advise people to protect their energy from negative energies, and just making sure that they stay on the right spiritual path. because I feel like a lot of you do you teach others about spirituality or even divination. maybe that’s what this “looking into the future” energy is about. it could be about you teaching people how to read tarot or astrology or anything like that like that. you guys definitely teach people how to find some type of success or money online though.
i’m also hearing that you teach people how to find their voice and stand up for themselves by being brave and speaking about what they need to. I’m getting that message from the “fairy of the highlands” card, but since that’s directly above the fertility card - just like pile one - you could teach women or feminine people these lessons the most. i’m also seeing that you teach people how to relax, and how to actually enjoy each and every moment that passes by. A lot of the people that you impact, you meet when they are in a time period in their life where they feel stuck and stagnant, and I feel like you shpw them how to clear certain things out of their life to make space for the new. and that’s when you see them follow your lead in terms of not worrying about the past or the present as much, and just enjoying the small things that they come across in life. you teach a lot of people how to have a lot more gratitude, how to have a lot more bravery, and how to demand more abundance in their lives. especially for people who felt trapped somewhere or with someone. you teach these types of people that they don’t actually need anyone to come and save them and that they can pretty much save themselves. overall, you teach people a lot of lessons about freedom and gaining freedom for themselves.
that’s all I’m seeing for you guys, pile three. if this resonated then please let me know! check out my patreon if you’d like to (it’s new but i’ll be putting 18+ and exclusive readings there). if you’d like a personal reading, please check out the pinned post as it has all of the information that you will need. thank you for trusting me to be your reader! enjoy the rest of your day :) 🫶🏾💞
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yelling-space · 5 months
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sex hcs
// Might be a lil heavy 4 a first post idk??? thought it be a good indicator of what u can expect from me in relation 2 each charter encase that's sming u want 2 avoid tho,
so enjoy this short summary the Main 4s feelings on/relationship with sex and daans here 2 for some reason
none the left over colours fitted Enki so i made him pink 2 spite him
Cw :(Impyed) child prostitution + s/a
Cahara
-whore by birth,slut by choise
-has a hate-love relationship with sex(regardless position) and kinda treats it like a "get out of jail free" card, rellised from a young age the amount of horrble suitions he can get out of if he opens his mouth a lil wider and swings his hips a little
-can be pear pressured/guilted into agreeing 2 sex + for as mutch as hes into and enjoys sex he feels so gross and unclean and not comfy in his own skin after regadles who its with (he will internaly throw up and try 2 rip his skin of if you call him "exotic")
-will cry if he has totally normal fully consensual sane safe sex w a partner/ his wife
-doesnt understand the religious belifes of immodesty or sodomy esply when those higher up dont tend 2 practice what they preach , OPPOSITE of a prude , open whore.
D'arce
-closeted butch top that didnt realize her desire to fuck pretty men was actually her lesbian soul shining through
-lotta her,,,less practical ,vewis on sex stem from deep rooted homophba + was 2 goal oriented and determined 2 became a knight 2 even think about or consider it before espacping the dugon
-full heartedly believed all women harbour a disgust 4 the male sex organ and that coupes just did not have sex endless it was 2 convive a child , as you can imagine she was in for a surprise when discovering that was not the case.
-horrifically inexperienced and guided by her desire to dominate, and thus becomes known for owning The Scary Strap" that medieval men are afraid of
Enki
-Dead body fucker. That Necromancy spell is NOT going to just go too waist ,
-not all that interested in sex in general and never really saw any reason to engage with it when spell books are literally RIGHT there . saying that he most definitely gets of on having something completely under his control regardless what end the "fucked-fucking" scale he's on
- not really into sex with living people + how he's probably kind of inexperienced due to an isolated upbringing hence the want for control over puppeteering a sexual partner (dead body), or the high he gets off inflicting acts of sadism given how his ideas of intimacy have been twisted from childhood
-100%%%%%%% a fucking freek btw just cuz hes not 2 instered in sex dosnt mean hes not a fucking freek man fucks dead people and probs vry mutch into s/m
Rag
-wife kink. you don't understand how much he loves his wife.
-probs thinks sex is something shared between two lovers and is something meant 2 be full of affection and enjoyed by both party's
-probs see's s/a being viewed as something incredibly disrespectful, cowardly and the abuser deserve of death getting his shit kicked in (this is funny because i like 2 imagen rag starts projecting his dead wife onto cahara when he starts 2 lose it in the dungeon)
-did not know sex work existed or brothels were a thing, got jump scared by it when taking cahra back 2 see his wife with the others , he was vry confused and not rly sure where he was MENT 2 look so spent most the time with his eyes glued to the floor, celling or his friends faces (he respects women even if he's not rly sure what's going on)
Daan
-lil sex adictic freek , dosnt even realy enjoy sex that much,just so used 2 it being apart his life hes not entirely sure what 2 do without it,+allows himself to ast least feel incontrol the situion (for once in his life) cus he knows what the goal is and faster he gets it over with faster he'll be left to his own devices again.
-sex is all he rly knowns and grown up around, as well as one the only things hes ever seen actually be meaningful to anybody,regardless there relationships with there partner. but it feels like its something he owes people/doesnt really enjoy it regardless if he acrly wants it or not.
-dosnt proply understand how relationships work or that there's more 2 them then just sex (or that people could even *want* him for more then sex for that matter)
-sex was allways seen as something transactional or something for control - cant have any of that with fagcat, but can at least indulge in it in a way that makes him feel like he's way 2 finally has some small aspect control his life again.
-Honesty like ¾ his sex life is just him being abused by Pocketcat
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PENNY IS TRANS AS FUCK: An Essay.
WARNING, SPOILERS FOR POKÉMON SCARLET ABD VIOLET
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So I saw some TERFs getting mad at someone headcanoning Penny from the new Pokémon games as trans saying they’re intolerant because they, and I paraphrase “headcanon every vaguely gnc person as trans.”
Anyway I, a cis man, am out here like: Did we play the same fucking game? So I’m going to compile every bit of evidence that I can find in support of this gal being trans.
Let’s start with what I like to call Trans Evidence Lightning Round. These are things I can’t write ridiculous amounts about but still feel important to include. These include but are not limited to: 1.Her wearing a large hoodie (possibly a dysphoria hoodie)
2. Her terrifying proficiency with coding and hacking. (Note, this is in no way dismissing cis women in coding or stem as a whole. The trans girl coder stereotype is just really common and Pokémon loves its shorthand)
3. She has a FUCKING SYLVEON (literally has the trans flag colours as the colour scheme) as her ace when you battle her.
4. She says “Shine bright like the starry sky and become who you really want to be!” When terrastalising said Sylveon, which can be taken in a number of ways.
5. The fact that none of the team star bosses knew her name before she left, only referring to her as “The Big Boss”
I’ll probably add more later. Now, onto the juicy stuff. Some of this doesn’t fit together but they all seem to imply the same thing and they’re all there.
It is revealed later on that, like the rest of the team star members, Penny was bullied relentlessly. It got so bad that she eventually just shut herself inside and never left the house. This isolation was so intense that up until the end of the Starfall Street story, none of her closest friends (the team star bosses) ever saw her real face. This isn’t the strongest bit of evidence but we’re never given a particular reason like we did with Eri or Atticus, so it’s in no way out of the question that the bullying could’ve been transphobic in nature.
Ortega’s Tutor (the director of the academy before Clavell took over) refers to the “Big Boss” (AKA Penny) as a he before sending her back to Galar as “punishment” for 1.5 years. Now this could just be a mistake on the devs’ part, but that seems like it gives us a rough timeline of eggcrackery, intentional misgendering (which seems out of character for the guy), or it could simply be that he had never met Penny due to the aforementioned social isolation and based it off of the student database which in my experience rarely updates this kind of stuff.
Nemona doesn’t recognise her. I repeat, NEMONA doesn’t recognise her. The most extroverted of extroverts, the super popular girl who’s on the student council and could probably look at the student database if she wanted to, the girl who has been at the school for AT LEAST two years for the simple reason that the events of the main story is not her first treasure hunt does not know this girl despite her being there before. There are many ways someone could write this off, including the aforementioned social isolation and her not knowing too much about team star in general but that is still really weird considering that this is NEMONA that we’re talking about. This could easily be supporting evidence for her transition over the 1.5 years in Galar.
And let’s say you’re still not convinced and you think she’s cis. That’s fucking fine. Nobody is going to judge you for that. But don’t be a piece of garbage and get mad at someone for headcanoning her as trans. To me and many others, she’s a genuinely cool trans character that doesn’t shove that fact in your face. Seriously, anyone who does this (btw if any of you TERFs stayed up to here, thank you but why?). Y’all get mad that “The media shoves trans shit in my face” then when there’s a character who either isn’t trans but resonates with trans audiences or is more subtle about their identity you get angry when anyone calls them trans. It’s very contradictory and I dare say hypocritical.
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fave autistic-coded sitcom characters
abed nadir (community) -- a fan favourite, a must love, if you will. also his special interest is refreshingly films and videography (like me !1!1!) instead of anything stem related.
frankie dart (community) -- look, if abed is on this list, frankie needs to be too. lesbian queen. strong principles. tells it like it is (but in an autistic way). is the only character to explicitly be shown to understand abed's view of life and the way he exists in the world.
jessica huang (fresh off the boat) -- if you don't think jessica huang is on the spectrum, have you even watched the show? doesn't understand the 'rituals' that people partake in when making friends (as an autistic immigrant who grew up in a white neighbourhood, i can relate), needs a schedule for Everything, hates when things don't go her way, is honest to a fault. special interest: stephen king, murder mysteries + christmas.
mary (bbc ghosts) -- love her, little ray of sunshine who has been through too much. her stims are everywhere and she never feels the need to hide them <3 plus she's played by queen katy wix (who is also autistic!)
gregory eddie (abbott elementary) -- a relatively new addition to the sitcom family, but instantly iconic. i love the way he talks about his relationship with food.
orla mccool (derry girls) -- peak Weird Girl representation. unapologetically herself and into her special interests, takes things so literally in a way that frames her as charming instead of stupid, and covers her ears when people are yelling/being too loud <3 also nb.
adrian mallory (space force) -- just a stubborn, 'sassy' man who loves space and has a very, very rigid moral compass.
keeley jones (ted lasso) -- stunner, icon, bicon, all around amazing person. also she's autistic. the Teeth thing, obsession with the colour pink (in EVERYTHING, not just her wardrobe), needs clarification a lot. doesn't feel jealousy for other women in a Strong Feminist way, a bisexual way, and an autistic way. no i do not take criticism.
coach beard (ted lasso) -- is incredibly knowledgeable about the things he is interested in, has a vast compartment of fun facts (to the extent that ted always asks when he needs more information). extremely observant, king of the deadpan face, is mostly non-verbal. special interests: chess + coaching.
tina belcher (bob's burgers) -- i don't personally watch bb, but i can dig it.
maurice moss (the IT crowd) -- like sheldon cooper, but better, but unfortunately british.
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hello star <333
can i request fem!Reader picking flowers with goo to give it to her crush , well mostly reader picking the flowers and goo complaining about how boring it is and how its a waste of time when actually he is just jealous 😭💜💜 i hope my request isn't too long , i really love your writings!<333 tysm!
Flowers
Goo Kim x F! Reader
Content: Teasing, Whining, Flower picking, mentions of readers crush
Warning: Mentions of Gun, Insults
Rating: SFW
Word count: 372
Thank you for the request baby!! *3*
Soft pink and orange light filled the sky, coating the world in rose colour. The rich smell of earth filled my nose, and the feel of soft dewy grass under my feet was comforting. My fingers curl gently around the delicate flowers, pulling them gently from the soft ground. The first one in my grasp was a pure white carnation, meaning pure love. The second is a beautiful pink Tulip. I took my time picking three more flowers, a red Orchid, pink peony, and finally, a few red roses. As I picked, the blonde that stood protectively next to me complained and whined, I flinched slightly as Goo kicked up dirt beside me, groaning and sighing.
“Can you shut up? I want to make this worthy of them,” I grumble as I arrange the flowers, twining the stems together, this causes the man to groan more.
“Who could be so important that you drag me out of my comfortable bed, this early?” He whines loudly, “you women are all the same. Why can’t you just tell them that you like them? Why do you have to be so secretive? Giving them flowers is so… so childish.”
“I’m being childish? Says the man that is kicking dirt and whining like a baby,” I snap back, frowning as I turn to him. He wore his signature black glasses, his blonde hair was tossed and messy, and his ever smiling lips tugged down in a frown. His muscled arms were crossed over his chest, and a thick yellow jacket wrapped around him, making his usually slim body bulky.
“You didn’t need to come. I could’ve just got Gun to come. He wouldn’t be whining like a little baby.”
“Gun’s an asshole. Why would you have wanted him to come… and who wouldn’t be complaining? This is so boring.” 
“Blah, blah, blah….”
He snorted softly, and he moved to crouch down next to me, tugging a handful of flowers from the garden. Horror filled me, and I slapped his hand hard enough to sting but not to knock the flowers from his hand.
“Be gentle! The flowers are delicate, you oaf!”
He grumbled, thrusting the flowers into my hand, a soft pink blush decorating his cheeks.
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Defending the indefensible
I almost feel sorry for the GQP candidates who have to stand up and defend their party's principles (I use that word loosely). It is truly difficult to dance around the fact that on the major issues they are on the wrong side of morality, history, and the will of the people.
Abortion: Their position ranges from punitive to draconian. The state has no business regulating a woman's personal decisions. If forced pregnancies for women are allowed, the men responsible must be held to equal consequences. Full co-responsibility until the child is an adult. No questions.
Contraception: This is the next battleground for conservative fanatics. If one is truly pro-life then abortion should be safe, legal, and rare. The government should provide free birth control to any woman on demand.
Gun control: The current level of carnage due to unfettered access to assault weapons is unconscionable and largely preventable. Ban them and add the use of any firearm in a crime punishable by an additional 5 years of incarceration, no exceptions.
Immigration: If you're not Black or Red, you are descendant from immigrants. You can't pull up the ladder to prevent future generations of immigrants from following the same path. Immigrants built the country and will be needed in the future. Make it safe and legal for them to come in a regulated, orderly process.
LGBTQ+: Love is love. The government has no business in the bedrooms of its citizens. Full stop.
Climate change: Man has hastened the progression of global warming (and cooling in other areas). The US Navy, hardly a hair-on-fire environmentalist organization, is making plans for where to position its ships when current ports are underwater. Look out the window. Enough said.
I think it's fair to say the GQP's positions on these and many other issues are diametrically opposed. They can count, and know that they cannot win by running on these issues so they have a three-pronged response: change the conversation by starting culture wars. Transgenders! Baby-blood drinking zombies! Stolen elections!
Secondly they want to disenfranchise those who would vote against them. Purge the voter rolls of young voters or people of colour. Make it difficult to vote (criminalize providing water to people in line!!).
Third is to attack democracy by taking over local elections -- school boards, state legislatures, and enacting draconian policies in the dark of night. People who burn books are never on the winning side of history.
The future is at stake. Fascism must be stamped out root and stem.
There's one thing I agree with Barry Goldwater on -- the price of freedom is eternal vigilance.
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CROWN PRINCESS FACES MORE BACKLASH AFTER CONTROVERSIAL VISIT TO HALFWAY HOUSE FOR TEENS
Crown Princess Anya is again in the centre of controversy following her visit to Brindleton Helping Hands (BHH), a halfway house for teens. The visit was done in line with the Crown Princess' work with girls and teens through her own charity, The Crown Princess' Fund.
The visit, despite its rather innocent nature, ruffled some feathers, especially the more conservative members of the public. The uproar seems to stem from the BHH's pro-choice and pro-abortion stance. The halfway house advocates for safe abortion, especially for teens.
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Abortion is currently legal in Brindleton. However, a rather loud and large movement to revert to an older law to criminalise it is being pushed. Members of the conservative sector, comprised mostly of religious sects and groups, as well as some law makers, allege that the legalisation of abortion has contributed to immorality, an increase in crime, and corruption of the youth.
One of the more vocal critics of the current move to criminalise it is the director of the BHH who, during an earlier interview, stated:
"Criminalising abortion would achieve nothing. Studies have shown that it does not actually dissuade people from having one. Instead, it forces women, especially young teens, to resort to unsafe methods to terminate their pregnancies exposing them to dangerous and potentially lethal health-related complications. To criminalise it would be a massive disservice to women and girls in Brindleton."
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The Crown Princess' visit is seen as a "big deal" because it seems as though HRH has put her seal of approval on the issue. Royals, of course, are expected to remain apolitical and not pick sides. The visit, however, is said to be a very clear indication on where the Crown Princess stands.
The Crown Princess was also criticised for her outfit choice. HRH showed up in head-to-toe red, opting for a red dress with mesh ruffled sleeves, red pumps, and a matching red clutch. Red also happens to be the colour of the pro-abortion and pro-choice movement.
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Really, the Crown Princess' visit is no surprise, especially to those who have followed her work for years. HRH has been consistent in supporting causes centred on children and teens' wellbeing. The Crown Princess, in the past, also advocated for the free distribution of contraceptives in local schools, as well as the inclusion of sex education in the curricula.
With back-to-back controversies plaguing HRH, we can't help but wonder how she still looks so chill and how she still manages to look effortlessly stunning each time she steps out! Sure, it probably has a lot to do with having a massive wardrobe and a glam team, but still! The woman looks refreshed and not at all stressed!
Stay unbothered, Anya. Keep slaying.
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