Was writing my assignment before a cute thought hit me for werewolf Celine 🥺
Werewolf Celine whose claws are sharp and could crush a demon's head with ease, cradling baby Rumi. It's been nearly a year after her girls died and she was in her wolf form after a demon excursion near the hanok. Exhausted she trudges back home. That's when she hears baby Rumi crying and forgoing her bedroom, she heads inside Rumi's room. She carefully picks her up from her crib and pulls her close. Thankfully, she wasnt bloody or that's a mess she has to deal with in her tired state.
Baby Rumi's crying slowly comes to a stop as she feels soft fur against her cheek. Her wide brown eyes look at Celine's glowing red ones and gurgles happily. Her baby hands reaching out. Celine huffs in amusement and sees thr charm still on Rumi's wrist. She'll need to lengthen the string once Rumi is older. But, as long as the charm is there, she feels reassured that Rumi will always be safe from her. Celine gets close to Rumi to when she starts to be fussy and yelped when Rumi grabs her snout.
Baby Rumi laughs and clutches her snout. Exasperated, Celine relents and closes the door to Rumi's room. She takes a blanket and a pillow from the crib. She swaddles Rumi in said blanket and curls herself around Rumi. A pillow for the baby to sleep on. Now satisfied Celine is not leaving her, Rumi goes fast asleep, clutching Celine's fur until morning comes.
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A 22-month-old female scaredy cat tiger appeared to get the shock of her young life when she encountered a dead leaf floating on a pool of water in the Bandhavgarh National Park, India. Clearly unusure about just what was approaching her, the partially submerged youngster’s tail shot up in the air and with teeth bared she let out her most fearsome growl - all in an effort to scare the humble leaf away.
I want to re-watch and finish the cheesy 90s lesbian show (Xena) because I never got very far and it’s gay af (I get it Gabi, I would probably also do that. Your bisexual tastes have been on point, but I didn’t even finish season one) but I don’t know where to watch it and every legal option I have is to pay for it ON TOP of whatever I’m paying for the streaming service
I believe @girl4music posted links to the entire show (plus commentary) on Google drive, as far as I know the only place its currently available for free. I'll see if i can find the post 🙏
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The dude is Lucifer and Xena's supposed to be scamming him into taking over as ruler of Hell so that she doesn't have to (she kicked the last ruler's ass and Hell runs on Klingon rules) but because there's a hellmouth under the town corrupting everyone with the Seven Deadly Sins, she's losing the plot a bit as Lust takes over.
I truly think I’ve entered a fever dream. I’ve been hoping somehow throughout season 5 that Eli resurrecting Xena and Gabrielle at the same time meant Gabrielle somehow got Xena pregnant. Mostly because I was just REALLY rooting that it wasn’t going to be some guy character to try and sprinkle in the straight lens. I was NOT expecting Callisto with the steel chair to come out of nowhere with the reveal it was her (yada yada I understand the greater story they were telling about redemption and how it was full circle storytelling) my gay ass is just stoked IT WAS ANOTHER FEMALE CHARACTER. Also unfortunately I am crying laughing at the whiplash of the suddenness of the War musical number in the next episode, but it’s just adding to the whimsy.
Well, see I’ve written about this before. It’s not that Callisto is the father (or other mother if you like).
She’s actually the child. Gabrielle is still the father.
This was Callisto’s gift to them for making their lives a living hell and it’s partly for herself so she can be born anew and this time on the right side of the greater good
Currently: the crew are attempting to invade the city of Seoul. Via road trip. In search of demon wraiths. While everyone else goes in for snacks, Miyeong and Minji are in a gas station parking lot discussing exactly what Miyeong might get if Minji can’t name anything Miyeong has written.
Miyeong’s first, awful thought is something that would mean as much as Minji doesn’t realize this would mean to her—a journalist might own their articles by default, the Chronicle’s exclusivity clause is airtight.
But.
It’s Minji.
So she makes a face, humming, and tries to find something that will be both clearly selfish and also enjoyable for Minji.
“Well,” she drawls, “you do keep complaining about the state of my refrigerator. Why don’t you make me some breakfast?”
Minji does like cooking, even if she doesn’t bother with doing it for herself as often as she might in a different occupation. And doing it for Miyeong absolutely means doing it for herself.
“Mm, how about that one you did on the birth rate? ‘Childbirths soar to seven-year high’?” Minji offers. “Or that silly puff piece on ‘How to survive year-end party season without getting drunk’ you did? I thought that one was sweet.”
Immediately. With barely a thought.
But it makes sense, given that Miyeong wrote those just a few months ago, and she was writing about things Minji knew decently.
“Low-hanging fruit,” she insists. “And please, don’t tell me you bothered to read those.”
“I read everything you write,” Minji says steadily. “But what about that series you did on those construction projects in Guryong? I thought it was damn well-researched.”
It was also years ago.
Miyeong felt the same way. Most people who contacted them regarding the articles were either calling her boring or asking why the hell she was opposed to something supposedly cleaning Guryong up, like they hadn’t read a word of it. Her editor cut the series short because of it.
Minji snorts; she’s on a roll now. “Or that one you did right after? About the youtuber with the smuggling case? What was it, ‘youtuber accused in government crackdown’? That one was so funny.”
“I don’t write my own headlines,” Miyeong says numbly. She hadn’t thought anyone understood that it was as much joke as reporting, not when the joke was her own career and the punchline her audience. “Almost no reporter does.”
Minji smirks crookedly. “Well, I read it. So I know it.”
Unfortunately, despite hunting through the rest of the impressively-stocked convenience store, they don't find anything more Mira-friendly than the not-really-a-snack bagged jelly.
Zoey has issues with this.
"What kind of convenience store has microwaves but not applesauce?" she grumbles as the cashier yawns out their total and Celine pays with her card. "Everyone has applesauce!" (or, well, everyone in California; maybe that didn't apply here?)
"It is a grave disappointment," Rumi, only acquainted with the food because Celine had bought a jar at the grocery store, nods from where she's loading their purchases into bags (single-use plastic; she'll have to make sure they dispose of them properly).
"Can we just- stop making a thing about it?" Mira mumbles, angling herself away from the cashier. The guy is clearly phoning his shift in, but he's not so checked-out that he doesn't notice the stilted way Mira's talking or the faint sheen of purple on her cheek where the concealer got smudged away during their practice with the shin kal; in between looking fo barcodes he's glancing her way, and Mira is obviously hating it.
The sight hits Zoey like a bullet between the eyes, guilt bleeding from the wound. This is always how it goes, isn't it? A leitmotif to her life. She tries to help, tries to be what the people around her need or want, only to be 'too much' in the end. "Obnoxious" and "overwhelming" and, in the case of her parents, "a lot" (in a sighing, hand-to-the-forehead kind of way).
She wonders which one Mira's thinking of. Probably all three.
She'll be tired of you by the ferry.
The slithery, hissing voice in her head- the one that was living there rent-free before Gwi-Ma popped in- sifts through her, sand through fingers, leaving a gritty trail before piling in her stomach.
Her family, her California classmates, now the hot woman she was going to hunt wraiths with; likely Rumi would be next in line to decide she's had enough of her (not that she seems the type, but Zoey's effect on people can be impressive).
You just can't get anything right.
Shoving her hand int her pocket and cursing to herself when it comes up empty (damn she missed her phone) she reaches behind her and blindly tugs a newspaper free from the rack, a weekly edition of some sorts. The cheap paper cracks in her hands as she snaps it open to a random story.
TikTok Reality Check: Five Influencers Better than Reality TV
It is an excessively dumb article. Still, she skims it anyway, more interested in a distraction than people who live-streamed their dumpster fire dating lives on TikTok. After a moment the hairs on the back of her neck stand up at a sudden presence alongside her, and the paper crumples in her grip as Rumi's breath brushes across her ear.
"Books have certainly changed a great deal."
Zoey glances quick at the cashier, consumed with reloading paper in the register's printer for their receipt. Not that he seemed the type to care about twenty-somethng's talking like they were centuries old, she'd rather…not deal with that today.
Tugging Rumi towards the relative privacy of the microwaves, she gives her a quick rundown of modern newspapers and magazines.
"There are some really good ones," she finishes. "Just…not this."
Rumi nods her head sagely, committing all Zoey's words to memory (that should not tingle the way it does) and points to the title. "And what is this?"
"TikTok?" Zoey chews her lip. "It's…" Shoot, had they explained videos to Rumi yet? Really wishing for her phone…
"It's something people use to murder time," Mira swoops in, coming to join them and motioning towards the door, Celine having finished paying.
(and any warmth she feel at Mira's coming back is doused by the thought that this was just until they finished living an episode of Buffy)
Zoey takes issue with that assessment. But before she can vouch for TikTok's virtues Mira's peering at the article. "Really surprised she writes that stuff; doesn't seem the type."
"What do you mean?" Zoey asks, Rumi making an adorably confused sound. (No! Bad Zoey! No swooning over the pretty girls!
It'll make it harder when they leave)
Mira taps the byline as they step into the parking lot in time to catch the tail end of Minji and Miyeong's conversation.
"…And that TikTok piece."
"Don't…my editor insisted on it."
If that wasn't incriminating enough, the look on Miyeong's face when she saw the paper in Zoey's hands- and in Celine's line of sight- left no doubt.
…Huh.
But she'd blown enough chances that she can't help grinning like everything was alright when it definitely wasn't. "You know," she says once they're back at the cars. "If you want to write a follow-up, I know some great marine biologists in there."
Rumi does that adorable confused thing again. "What is a marine biologist?"
It's like a switch has been flipped, or more accurately Rumi'smwords unlocked something in her, and she turns to the not-so-ancient-but-old-enough-marine-biology-in-it's-glorious-current-form-wasn't-a-thing hero and beams.
Zoey knows she shouldn't; knows she's probably on thin ice; knows what the best way to alienate people is.
But she has been waiting her whole life for someone to ask that.
Zoey blooms as she starts to speak. It is all Rumi can do to bask in her presence and try to keep up with her increasingly rapid speech—curse the mainland tongue, and curse Rumi for not being good enough with it.
Apparently, she learns, a marine biologist is one who studies the creatures that live in the ocean. The very first marine biologists lived thousands of years before even Rumi—men with names like Xenophanes and Herodotus. (Though Zoey’s opinion of the latter as a whole is not very high, he did write a very funny anecdote about a man being saved from drowning by a dolphin.)
Zoey breezes through Charles Darwin and Charles Wyville Thomson—perhaps Charles is a title she is unfamiliar with?—and the “theory of evolution” (???) before making a joke about “AAPI solidarity” (or, at least, it must be, as Mira laughs) and beginning to tell them of the people who live in the seas south and east of Jeju.
Rumi’s head in spinning in the best of ways as they settle onto the ferry and Zoey tugs her and Mira out of the parked car and across the massive, metal deck of the ship—how does it still float?!?—to watch the waves.
“I… sorry,” Zoey says, stuttering to a sudden halt as they look out on the gray, late afternoon waters. “I’ve kinda just… full bore Zoey, huh? I didn’t mean to…”
“Dude,” Mira says, leaning on the rail with effortless grace. “It’s cool that you know all this stuff. You should keep going.”
Zoey bites her lip, looking as if this has done the opposite of reassuring her, and flicks her gaze to Rumi, who does her best to rearrange her features from confusion to enthusiasm with a broad smile.
“Scholars that would study the deep are a brave group indeed, to not fear any of the monsters that lie below, or even the simpler dangers of drowning,” she says, hopefully encouraging.
Zoey lightens a little. Then pauses.
“Wait,” she says, eyes going wide, “are sea monsters real?”
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I think one important step in decolonizing fantasy is to recognize how wildly anti-environment Europeans became, and how this affects the way we look at the nonhuman world. Like, in England wolves were driven to extinction because they were perceived as threats to sheep. And white people absolutely carried this kind of mentality everywhere they colonized. We see it in people who think rattlesnakes should be killed on sight. And it comes out in fantasy when every kind of creature that's challenging to humans is degraded, unpersoned, and treated like something to kill or keep contained out in the deep wilds.
I HAVE FELT THIS FOR SO LONG!!! Like I was always like "It's kinda fucked up that monstrous creatures/people in fantasy fiction are only approached in terms of being conquered or killed, right? Or in terms of only how they serve humans and that's IT." and it's fucked!
Yep! That's literally the colonialist mentality at work. If you want to feel even more vindicated, I recommend checking out Robin Wall Kimmerer's books and/or watching her interviews and speeches on YouTube.
I think one important step in decolonizing fantasy is to recognize how wildly anti-environment Europeans became, and how this affects the way we look at the nonhuman world. Like, in England wolves were driven to extinction because they were perceived as threats to sheep. And white people absolutely carried this kind of mentality everywhere they colonized. We see it in people who think rattlesnakes should be killed on sight. And it comes out in fantasy when every kind of creature that's challenging to humans is degraded, unpersoned, and treated like something to kill or keep contained out in the deep wilds.
I HAVE FELT THIS FOR SO LONG!!! Like I was always like "It's kinda fucked up that monstrous creatures/people in fantasy fiction are only approached in terms of being conquered or killed, right? Or in terms of only how they serve humans and that's IT." and it's fucked!
Yep! That's literally the colonialist mentality at work. If you want to feel even more vindicated, I recommend checking out Robin Wall Kimmerer's books and/or watching her interviews and speeches on YouTube.
I find it very offensive that the more unwell you are, the more things you have to do to maintain your health. Things like following special diets, going to medical appointments, making big and important decisions about what treatments to use. At the same time, the more unwell you are the less energy you have to do all of these extra things. It seems grossly unfair.
a lot has been said about how racist it is to treat the australian wilderness as some evil wasteland death world, but it should be noted it's also very hypocritical of americans to pretend australia has a monopoly on dangerous wildlife
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Anyone else with chronic pain ever get really absorbed in a project and dissociate from your body while you're working but then you finish and you come back to your body and you're just like AAAAAAAHHH! WHAT'S WRONG?? oh yeah. The horrors. Never mind
