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Horse comics are wild lol why is there a panther in the stable
They detonated a wwii bomb that was for some reason buried in their courtyard
life of a horse girl
The reason horse comics from the 1960-2000s are kinda insane is that they were written by DC Thomson, a publisher that mostly focused on war comics, so when they were told that they had to write something that would appeal to girls, they kinda just... took the war stuff and put it on a horse farm.
Hence the constant plane crashes.
something charmingly twentieth century about this
This counts as a spell
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Maybe adult Charlie Weasley or young in your art style
Not specifically what you asked for, but I give you 11 year old Charlie just before leaving for Kings Cross as a new first year.
September 1st, 1984 - The Burrow
It had been years since Bill had allowed his mum anywhere near his hair, so instead Charlie fell victim to the worldβs worst haircut the day before he was to leave for Hogwarts.
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April 1980 - somewhere in the Isle of Skye
((Jacob and Freyja get caught in the rain while on the way back to their grandmaβs house.))
(Inspired by the video of that kid running to the car with his little sister tucked into his shirt to keep her out of the rain)
βAlright there, Frey?β Jacob shouted. It was a bit hard to make himself heard above the sounds of the rain and his shoes slapping against the road.
The only reply was a small affirmative grunt, which Jacob took to mean she was okay. He readjusted his grip on his little sisterβs legs and kept running towards their granβs cottage.
In a few short months, Jacob would be going off to Hogwarts, and the little menace in his grip would not. Not for a few years, anyway. When he told her during one of their walks that he would be going away for school, she just frowned and asked why. That was probably about as close as heβd get to an βI donβt want you to goβ, or at least an βIβm not happy about thisβ, anyway. Jacob wondered how the time apart would affect both of them, what things might change while he was gone.
But maybe this time apart would be good for them, give them a chance to grow and find out who they were without the other one around. Jacob was seen as the responsible one the two, but maybe now that he was going away for school, he might have the chance to get into a little mischief of his own for once.
You know those slow eating bowls for dogs?
Turns out chopsticks are that for me. Because Iβm not super skilled at them yet I can only pick one piece of food up at a time, slowing myself down considerably. Feel free to suggest even more inconvenient ways of eating I can use once I start getting good at chopsticks.
my bf has many interesting stories and observations from his new job as a 911 operator
my favorite is how meandering people are, even in the midst of a terrible emergency
they respond toΒ βwhat is the emergencyβ withΒ βwell, the thing is, four weeks agoββ
and then heβs likeΒ βWHAT IS THE EMERGENCY RIGHT NOWβ
and theyβre likeΒ βso what happened this morning was, i said to my wife, i saidββ
βWHAT IS CURRENTLY HAPPENING AT THIS MOMENTβ
βoh iβm having a heart attackβ
my second favorite is how specific he has to get sometimes
like,Β βwhat is your emergency?β
βiβm sitting in a pool of blood.β
ββ¦ is itβ¦ your blood?β
βyes i think soβ
βdo you know where itβs coming from?β
βprobably the stab woundβ
βhave you been stabbed?β
βoh yah definitelyβ
In all fairness shock is a hell of a drug
#MedicalHistoryTaking
Slightly related true story from my family:
β911, whatβs your emergency?β
βMy house is on fire, but itβs just one wall and I have a fire extinguisher, so I think I can put it out.β
βSir, please get out of the house. The fire engines are on their way.β
βI will in a minute, but I really think I canββ
βSIR. PLEASE. LEAVE THE HOUSE.β
βFine.β [beat] βOkay, from out here I can see that the whole roof is on fire.β
βFine.β [beat] βOkay, from
out here I can see that the
whole roof is on fire.β
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
I spent a bunch of time watching nearly every βfollow-thru-a-shift/day/whateverβ First Responder show that I could find because they turned out to be such a great way to watch how humans actually behave under intense stress/distress and what contributes to each kind of reaction.
One of the things was that anything with a cognitive effect - cold, head trauma, hypoglycemia, stroke, alcohol, drugs - can make you not just really βstupidβ but really weird-stupid, really fast.
And cold will do it faster than you think! My favourite example was a British one where the person who needed rescuing was actually an off-duty police-constable who had gotten into danger on the water, and he actually had done everything right, except that he hit a point of being Too Cold from the cold water and became absolutely obsessed with getting the car-keys out of the little single-person boat that was actually Stuck. And like, obsessed, unreasonable, blankly-not-comprehending-arguments, βI got to get my KEYSβ.
You could see the first responders pausing and being like how do we deal with this, as he wades back into the cold water to try to haul the boat out. Eventually they decided it was worth giving freeing the boat a shot as clearly their next step was physically dragging him away.
tl;dr they did eventually get the boat out and he got his keys and stomped off to his car - they stayed on-scene to monitor him, since he also started otherwise-rationally changing into the dry clothes that he had in his car, because like I said he had prepared properly etc, and then we cut to the interview afterwards.
And the guy is like: no actually I have no idea what the hell came over me. That was 100% the stupidest, most dangerous thing (the going back for the keys) I have ever done in my life, and I realized it as soon as Iβd got the dry clothes on and sat in the warm car for about ten minutes - I stopped shivering and then went what the hell was I doing?
The interviewer was like, was it at least a nice car?
And the guy was like NO IT WAS NOT. IT WAS NOT A NICE CAR. ITβS A COMPLETELY MEDIOCRE CAR AND IβVE GOT ANOTHER SET OF KEYS AT HOME. But at the time I absolutely and without even a hint of doubt knew that I had to get my keys and I was willing to fight everyone there if they tried to stop me. I remember that clearly, I remember that it was the absolute most important thing that ever existed, and then as soon as I got warm again I realized that was absolutely absurd.
He noted it had completely changed how he understood and approached interactions with others in altered states of consciousness, because he now fully understood that they could not be rational and they simply were seeing the world through a completely different window and it wasnβt their fault.
And like that was one of my favourites but there were lots like that, and as the poster up a few notes, even just emotional shock can have a cognitive-state changing effect - and additionally, both exsanguination (heavy bleeding) and cardiac emergencies (like heart-attacks) have very real potential effects on how for instance if your brain is getting enough oxygen to make you a sensible human vs βthat person sure is in an altered state of consciousness, they areβ.
People are sometimes more meandering in that state of emergency than they are at any other time β¦ . because bleeding to death can feel a lot like being drunk, and having a cardiac emergency can come with bodily effects that make your brain genuinely stupid.
Plus also we like to believe that adrenaline gives us the power to think really clearly for a moment, and sometimes thatβs true, but itβs really more accurate to say that adrenaline gives you the power to think really fast. Which means unfortunately if your brain is firing off along the wrong route, metaphorically speaking, itβs a long way down that route before you even have a moment of βhang on wait - β
(This would apply to the above anecdote about the fire, for example!)
For me this was amazingly useful for writing because itβs really quite difficult, otherwise, to get portraits of how people react to things that are this intense - and how different and disjointed they can be from how people act when not in those situations. You really can have the calmest, most reasonable, most carefully pacifistic person in the world who then hits their head and becomes a violently combative patient; you can have the most sensible person in the world who does something amazingly stupid because their core temperature dropped too low; you can have someone go from sullen uncooperative non-verbal and hostile to the absolute opposite from the application of a tube of glucose paste.
There are ways to up your likelihood of behaving sensibly under this kind of pressure that mostly come down to βpracticing over and over and over in calm and controlled simulations of the thingβ as it starts training your automatic reactions - this is why fire-drills work.* Itβs why real in-depth first-aid training (rather than the one-day certification) involves endlessly Doing Scenarios - I did a year of Junior Lifeguard when I was a kid and I still can feel those habits coming on when a relevant situation comes up.
But yeah. This is ALSO ALSO why well-trained emergency services dispatch have a rote list of information they ask and just keep asking and asking and pushing at until they get a precise answer to that question - because most of the people calling them are absolutely in altered states of consciousness!
This has the result of creating a quite amusing momentary brain-pile-up if you happen to be someone who was drilled by rote as a child on How To Call Emergency Services back in the days when things like βwhere am Iβ etc were not easily found out - I was drilled by first responder family members as a wee thing that the moment they picked up and said hello, you recite your location, THEN what service you need (assuming youβre calling centralized dispatch - otherwise they will assume that since youβre calling fire-emergency you need a firetruck :P), THEN describe the problem, THEN say who you are β¦ .
β¦ so that if the line dropped or got cut off or something bad happened to your ability to communicate by telephone (a real hazard in a small northern town in the late 80s and early 90s) the dispatch had the MOST important information immediately (where to find you), before moving onto the others that were somewhat less important in descending order.
Of course now if youβre calling from a landline they know exactly where you are, and even with an internet-phone or a cell they have somewhere to start (no, itβs not an instant location; no, itβs not totally βwe have no ideaβ either); and the dispatchers are trained to walk people who have not had that same training thru giving them the right info. So if you just respond to their βhello please state your emergencyβ (or whatever) with the descending order of βIβm at [location] and need [whatever service], [specific details of whatβs going on to the best of my knowledge], this is my cell number in case we get disconnected and my name is Meredithβ their train of thought skids sideways a bit and they have to realign.
Still saves time! But itβs funny.
*[itβs also why the current form of active shooter drills in eg schools actually doesnβt; the drills themselves are basically designed to mimic the actual event too closely and thus mostly result in traumatic experiences for the children in question, and not necessarily in retained safety habits under stress. Conversely, at least when I was in schools, fire-drills were honestly actively boring: the bell rang and then we had to all line up and our teacher was really anal about Exactly Following Rules and then we all filed out of the classroom and went and sat on the hill and it was all very unrealistic in terms of how a real fire FELT β¦ .which. was the point. Anyway I digress.]
Iβve had an experience like this! A couple years ago I was flipping a tortilla and dropped the skillet, and the bottom of it hit my thigh and gave me a sizeable second-degree burn.
My wife had to drag me to urgent care, and that was her compromise down from the ER. And I was really insistent that I be allowed to eat my taco before we left. In hindsight, I donβt know why I was so stubborn about this - I think I was in shock a little bit, and the pain I was in just wasnβt processing. Nothing could make me understand that this was a serious problem.
We are our fallible meatsuits.
He's worried about stepping on flowers. He loves nature.

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Writing tip: when you finish editing your fic, there's a button at the bottom that says "post," and once you click it you instantly see every single error and inconsistency you missed, to the point where you wonder if you ever even read through the fic at all
This has alerted me to a particular kind of human who edits in the fucking post box????? Folks one slip of your fingers in that window and you're going to be posting by accident anyway whether you're ready or not. That's terrifying.
Fun fact, the main reason pressing post makes it easier to see your errors is that the format of your fic has suddenly changed (it's like mirror imaging your art to see the errors better - sudden different perspective = 'oh shit errors'). Editing in a different font size + different font can actually make it way easier to see errors, and is something to consider if you're someone that spots most of your mistakes after you press post.
For all the reasons mentioned above (and my personal paranoia), I edit everywhere. First on Google Docs where I currently do my writing, that's where most of the edits and rereading happen. Once I'm happy there, I paste it all to the post box and read/glance through for any typos and other stuff that I might've missed, then I press preview and glance/read through one more time, usually having to go back and edit something a few more times before finally posting. And even after all this, my dyslexic ass lets through so many mistakes that it sometimes feels like I didn't bother to edit at all... So far I've never accidentally posted anything too early, but I guess that's just a matter of time π
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If you're in ravenclaw Rath is a slytherin, imagine having Rath and Barnaby as beaters
Two of the most terrifying Beaters to ever grace the schoolβs pitch but are like actually pretty chill off the pitch, ya know?
Freyja and Francis as Garry and Ib!!!
1998 - Francis gets separated from his class during an excursion to an art gallery, and navigates his way through a labyrinth of living art with the help of a stranger. The world may be fabricated, but the dangers are very real. Together, they must try and find their way back to the real world before itβs too late π₯
For those of you who havenβt played Ib, itβs a 2012 pixel horror puzzle game where you play (mostly) as the titular Ib - a young girl who gets lost in an alternate version of an art gallery where the dangers are the works of art themselves. Your life is linked to the rose that Ib carries, with enemies dealing petal damage that can result in death.
You can download different versions of the game here. Thereβs a free version, as well as a payed version with improved graphics and slightly different puzzles - but the content is essentially the same.

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I thought writing would feel like;
Turns out itβs herding cats. Half of them are on fire, and the other half are narrative choices I donβt remember making.