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also, for the unaware: mclaughlin v. florida was a 1964 supreme court case that struck down a florida anti-miscegenation law that criminalized cohabitation (and thus, as implied, sex) between white people and people of color of opposite genders. anti-miscegenation laws made marriage and sexual relationships between white people and people of color, most often specifically black people, a FELONY in several states in the united states up until the 1950s and 1960s. though it was already struck down by the supreme court, the state of alabama didn't repeal their law until 2000! there were THREE ATTEMPTS at codifying anti-miscegenation into the us constitution!

like yes, the issue here is partially straight white people's ignorance on the united states's history of homophobic policy, but it's also really important to recognize that arguably the majority of the issue here is straight white people's ignorance of the united states's history of codifying eugenics and antiblack racism.

When I turned 17, we ordered a cake at the grocery store for my party, as we’d done many times before. If you wanted something written on the cake you’d write it into a section of the order form. We requested, very simply, “Happy Birthday Courtney”. When we went to pick it up the day of the party, this is what we got.

The bakery employees had absolutely no explanation for this. The order form, attached to the box, very clearly did not contain any of those extra names. Whomever had done the writing was no longer in, so there was no one to ask how this had happened. The fact that the name ‘Juan’ is misspelled bewilders me to this day. (I’ve never seen ‘Miley’ without the E, either, but it’s believable that someone might spell it that way.) Did this cake slip in from an alternate universe where I’m one quarter of a set of Hispanic quadruplets? Dyslexic Hispanic quadruplets, maybe?

This cake became the focal point of my party. At least two of my friends regularly called me ‘Courtney Mily Jaun Pablo’ for years to come. My siblings and I still reference it sometimes, eleven years later. It is probably the funniest thing ever to occur at any birthday celebration of my life, and may well remain so for the rest of my days.

No One Like You

now, it took us a while to realise it meant "(there is) no one like you". at first, we all parsed it as a botched "no one like(s) you"

My painting, "AAAAAAA with a Side of Eggs"!

Putting all these interviews here to emphasize the importance of Moon Remix RPG Adventure's in inspiring Toby Fox, and how Undertale in turn inspired one of its devs, Yoshiro Kimura, to take a chance and make a game like Moon again

I’m sorry but that’s thinking way too small, hear me out:

We need to have Miss Piggy as Odysseus, and Kermit as Penelope.

Think about it… who’s the more fickle, prideful, warlike one in that relationship? Who is absolutely ready to go ham, at a moment’s notice?

He didn't really know what the cause of his brokenness was, just that he clearly and obviously was. Even before he died, he couldn't see color.

Unlike Jazz, whose soulmates began with their parents and continued to appear into her life and then stay in her life, Danny appeared to be soulmateless if it weren't for the fact that he still couldn't see color. Jazz, and everyone else in Amity, had the full rainbow and then some available to her before she even made it to middle school.

Jazz's soulmates were an easy and short list. Mom, Dad, her friend Kyle Weston, and her friend Spike. She had met Kyle in kindergarten, and Spike in third grade. All of her soulmates were platonic and familial, though there was still a chance that she was seeing darker shades of colors than they're supposed to be - it was more common than not for a romantic soulmate to brighten up the world that someone could already see.

Danny was in high school. And all he saw was grey, grey, and more grey. Occasionally, he could even tell that he was looking at black. It was unusual. He was broken. What else was he supposed to understand from that?

"Maybe your soulmates are somewhere else? Like, your soulmates are all French or something," Tucker suggested, offhand.

"Maybe," Danny pretended to agree. Frankly, though, he wasn't holding out hope.

He was already dead, after all.

If someone's soulmate passed, they just lost the ability to see whatever colors their soulmate had given them. Danny doubted that him being dead before meeting his soulmates would affect that specific phenomenon in any meaningful way. He would just never know.

So why the hell could he suddenly see this- this- this beautiful color after meeting some dude? He didn't seem to have noticed the change of colors, rushing off with a bright apology for running into Danny, as Danny's whole world flipped on its side. He- he had no clue how to find that person again. What was he supposed to do now?

Maybe... maybe start with googling what this color is.

Blue. Blue was the color of the sky, of oceans, of brightly colored birds and butterflies. It was so beautiful. Danny's eyes were blue! Danny decided just then that blue was his favorite color.

Who knew he'd finally find a soulmate after moving to Gotham? Maybe, just maybe, he'd find his other soulmates here too.

He shook his head; Danny knew better than to hope. Danny was dead. He can't have soulmates, now. Even if Danny could now see colors- or, well, one color, that didn't mean whoever was connected to him could also see their missing color(s). So even if Danny was connected to them, they... probably weren't connected to him.

...

"Sorry, Jay, I got held up at wor-" Dick trailed off, looking at his little brother's eyes.

They weren't that green before. He knows they weren't; after meeting Damian, Dick could see green. They could all see green after meeting Damian. Jason and Damian's eyes were both an olive green, only a slight shade difference between them, everyone in the family agreed. Not... not this neon bright green.

Jason's gaze snapped to Dick from where he'd been glaring at someone across the diner, and the brightness dulled. It didn't go away, but calmed down. No longer seemed like it was lighting Jason's face up. "What?"

"Well, no," Dick admitted, before gesturing aimlessly, "I figured you could probably just look at security cameras or something until you found someone that acts differently after I interact with them."

Tim sighed, looking burdened with the entire world, before doing a quick 180 to face the Bat-computer. "Do you, at the very least, have a time frame?"

"Uh... I mean," Dick shrugged, "I hadn't seen either Jason or Damian since two weeks ago, so..."

Tim's head hung down, before muttering something under his breath and pulling the Bat-keyboard closer to himself. "Gimme, like, three days or something. I'll skim through the footage I can find, see if I can find them."

"You're the best, baby bird!" Dick wrapped his arms around Tim's shoulders, Bat-chair included in the hug.

"Yeah, yeah," Tim grumbled, ignoring the hug from his older brother/soulmate.

It took less than a day for Tim to decide that he needed a break - because, man, Dick interacted with a lot of people every day. He could rule out most of the people that're working at stores and cafes and restaurants that Dick frequently visited, unless they were new at the job - luckily, not many new workers at those locations in the past month. There were quite a few people who reacted strangely after meeting Dick, but it was clear that they were simply reacting to having talked to an attractive person - gross. And really, he could probably ignore the people Dick talked to at his job, too. It's not like there were any new students or new parents in Dick's classes.

"Ah, thanks," Tim offhandedly said, meeting blue eyes of the person who'd held the door for him.

"No problem," the teen was distracted by something on his phone, so Tim didn't bother him much longer.

Really, there were too many candidates for Dick's new soulmate, and it was just a massive pain to try to figure it out.

...

Danny shot off his last reply to the group chat from his friends back in Amity, glad that Val had managed to catch Boxy before Danny's parents or the government did. Sam had volunteered to put Boxy back through the portal, and Tuck was currently sending Danny's parents on a wild goose chase around the city. It was...

Well, it wasn't exactly a good alternative to Danny being there, but like... at least they had it under control, from what he could tell.

Putting his phone away, Danny looked up to admire the blues and- and- he had another color. What was that color? Wait, when did he meet his soulmate?? Did he actually meet someone today?? The only person he'd interacted with was a barista and he probably held the door open for some people, but. But. But anyone he actually noticed didn't seem to change his vision any?

He whipped his phone back out, googling for that website that provides color names for the newly soulbound for the second time this week. His hands were shaky and- and weren't grey? But it was a dull version of that color so they weren't exactly that color- yellow. He... he must be missing a color or two, to be able to know what color his skin is. But... yellow was the color of sunlight? And, and it was the color of sunflowers, and bees, and ducks, and cheese - yellow was so- so cool!