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Why is Cinderella not seen as a traditional Halloween story? In the two best-known versions, one involves pumpkins and the other involves a magic tree on a mother's grave. In both, the girl goes to a festival dressed up in a costume that helps her to claim an identity far different from her everyday one. Masked balls are not an uncommon feature of adaptations. There's potential here, is what I'm saying.
I’m not even super into Halloween, but I love this. Like just imagine a modern Cinderella story where she’s an abused stepdaughter who really wants to go to the nice local rich family’s super lavish Halloween party. They always invite every kid in their son’s grade and her stepsisters always go but they prevent her from attending and spread nasty rumors about her at school so everyone thinks she’s a weird antisocial recluse, and she’s too run down from being overworked and mentally abused by her family and believing she’s not worth much to really push back.
But whether through magical or mundane means, she gets help sneaking out of the house to attend the party, and she just wants to have a good time and a nice break pretending to be her favorite cartoon character, but she ends up super hitting it off with this nice guy who is dressed as another character from the same show. Her outfit is handmade and he’s so impressed and thinks she’s really funny and knowledgeable, and he can't never talk about these things with his school/rich friends because he’s a jock and "cartoons are for kids." And she has no idea who he is but she loves finding a fellow enthusiastic geek and they have a great time.
At midnight she realizes she needs to BOOK IT home because her stepmother will be back from a meeting, but she accidentally leaves a prop behind. The boy can’t find anyone who knows who that one girl in the nerdy costume was, but only kids from his school are allowed to attend, so she must be there somewhere. It gets out that he hit it off with a girl at the party and the stepsisters and many other girls are all trying to pretend it was them, but he always brings out the prop and asks “What show is this from? What’s it called?” And he’s asked every girl who has come forward and is about to despair of figuring it out when Cinderella walks into the classroom, sees her prop, and full-on drops her books and yelps, "My [item]!" Cue an increasingly nerdy interrogation in the hallway where she confidently answers all his questions, and asks HIM some to ensure he's the costumed guy from the party.
My hope for whoever is reading this is that your life starts making sense and coming together. I hope the good days are right around the corner for you.
when you see a tumblr poll with this picture attached and you know it's time to lock the fuck in lest you get a bad grade in an impromptu absurdist pop quiz you didn't know you were about to take
Shared here today by Matthew Boroson on Facebook. (ETA: Gaining inspiration from other authors is great. Lifting passages and avoiding giving credit isn’t.)
Tanith Lee was the first woman to win the British Fantasy Award for best novel, for the second book of the Flat Earth series. She died in 2015. You can buy Tales From the Flat Earth here and here .
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author's note: this is lowkey bootycheeks im sorry BUT i really wanted to write something for connor after finishing my first playthrough of the game!! i love this android so much. also, i can't believe my first fic is about this man what
warnings: mentions of drinking, first few paragraphs takes place at a bar, might be ooc connor, NOT proofread, and uhhh that's it i think... let me know if i missed anything!
wc: 1.1k
“don’t worry lieutenant, i can accompany her home.”
conner says with a small nod, looking back at your hunched over state at the table.
you don’t usually drink, but when hank (surprisingly) proposed a “small celebration” at jimmy’s bar for the success of the revolution… it was quite hard to say no. after all, it was it a victory worth celebrating.
the older man takes one last glance at you before sighing, “alright. but be safe, okay?”. he pats the android’s shoulder before walking off.
now left alone, connor turns to face you.
“wake up, detective. we have to get you home soon— the bar is about to close.” he says with a stern voice, accompanied by a gentle nudge on your shoulder.
that makes you groan, burrowing your head deeper into your arms, “just… five more minutes…” you murmur.
the android sighs, LED light blinking to yellow for a second before going back to blue.
“it would be rude of us to stay any longer, detective.” he says with another nudge.
you peek an eye out, blinking slowly. “can you carry me?” you ask, an attempt to sound hopeful but the words come out as a mumble instead.
he nods, “i can do that.”
“on your back?”
“however you want.”
that seems to wake you up a bit.
connor turns his back to you, slightly lowering himself to ease you on his back without trouble.
wrapping your arms around his neck, his hands hold on to the backs of your knees to keep you secure. the side of your head rests against his.
“you know where i live?”
“i do. as one of your partners, i read your profile when i first got to the station.”
you hum as acknowledgment, sleep still clinging to your eyelids.
and with that, you both set off.
the air outside is cold. it prickles the skin of your face and the tips of your fingers. as an attempt to give yourself warmth, you burrow your face against the junction of his neck.
“it appears that you’re cold, detective. would you like me to increase my body temperature?” he offers.
“you can do that?” your voice comes out muffled but connor hears you loud and clear.
should you even be surprised?
he nods.
“that’s cool…”
the walk to your house is silent, save for his footsteps against the pavement.
this feels nice, you think. it’s quiet, the moon gives off a faint glow, gently lighting the path ahead.
you turn your head to focus on him. lazily, admiring the side of his face, the slope of his nose, and the length of his eyelashes.
if you look closely, you can even count the moles that litter the skin of his face. cute, you think. you wonder what it’d feel like to trace them over.
you wonder what he’d do if you did. would he laugh? would he smile? what would he feel? flustered? or maybe even embarrassed?
the thoughts linger in your head.
“staring is considered rude, detective.” he says as his eyes are still trained forward. there’s a hint of teasing in his tone, one you wouldn’t catch if you hadn’t known him better.
ah, so he noticed.
“wasn’t staring at all!” you pout, tearing your eyes away from him in an attempt to prove your point.
ever since the revolution, connor seems to slowly starting to try different things to learn more about himself and to make connections with other people.
he lets out an amused chuckle, “if you say so.” with a halfhearted shrug.
“since when did you learn to tease?” you grumble, gently nudging his thigh with you foot.
“i’ve been… practicing. it’s fun.”
comfortable silence settles over the both you, save for the small conversations that you indulge yourselves in.
“we’re here.” he announces, and the familiar door of your house greets your vision. you reach your pocket for the key, giving it to connor.
he slowly twists the knob, the hinges creak as he pushes open the door.
“left at the end of the hallway.” you mutter, your eyes closing once again. the tips of your lashes tickling the skin of his neck.
he navigates through your home, quietly reaching the bedroom. connor gently places you down, even removing your shoes and placing them at the floor. he tucks you in under the covers.
you look peaceful, he thinks. your breathing is steady and it seems you’re knocked out once again.
he feels his fingers twitch as it scans over your face, and he carefully pushes away any hair that’s on your face. his eyes scan you over once again, making sure you’re really okay before he leaves.
his hands are already at the door when he hears you.
“leaving already?”
he turns to face you, head slightly tilted as if he’s curious, “would you like me to stay?”
“can you?” you sound hopeful as you look at him through your lashes.
connor stills for a moment, his light flickering to yellow for a moment as he thinks.
"yeah i... i think i can." his reply comes out as a whisper, approaching your figure.
that makes you smile and you pat the empty space beside you. maybe it's the alcohol but you suddenly have the courage to gaze intently on his face as he settles next to you, face to face.
his movements are controlled and careful and it makes you wonder what he's thinking towards your request.
is he nervous? weirded out? or... relaxed? you're never quite sure what he's feeling even after working with him.
silently, you think about running your fingers across his hair, tracing the features of his face, and feeling the skin of his hand.
does his thirium pump also skip a beat when you get too close? does his hands shake when it accidentally bumps against yours?
you wonder if he also feels what he makes you feel.
as if sensing your thoughts, he speaks. “something on your mind?”
that makes you shake your head, quietly swallowing all the questions running in your head that could potentially ruin your relationship with the android.
“it’s nothing. just… thinking.” you smile a little, an attempt to give him a convincing answer. you hope it would work, given just how persistent he can be.
thankfully, he seems to accept it anyway.
the dim lighting of your lampshade and the warmth that connor’s body gives seems to push your body body to sleep.
“will you be here when i wake up?” you ask with a yawn, looking up at him through your lashes expectantly.
“do you want me to?” his voice is hushed, not wanting to disrupt the your sleep from forming itself.
“it’d be nice, yes.”
that seems satisfy his question. “then i will.”
the answer makes you smile, and you pull the cover up to your chin as you slowly begin to drift off to sleep.
It should 100% be illegal for companies to make you give them your payment information when you sign up for a free trial version of their product. It is not necessary and there is no good fucking reason for them to do it. It’s blatantly just so they can steal forgetful customers’ money.
If you are on a Windows 11 computer, pause everything you are doing for one minute and:
Open computer settings
Click on Accessibility on the left-hand menu
Scroll down the Accessibility menu and click on the Keyboard Option
Under the "related settings" tab, click "Typing" which should have a description of "spellcheck, autocorrect, text suggestions."
Turn off the AI "correct misspelled words"
and most importantly: turn off Typing Insights.
[ID: a screenshot of the above mentioned Windows 11 settings, showing that Typing Insights is now turned off, with the following description from Microsoft:
"Windows is using artificial intelligence to help you type
To help you save time and type efficiently, Windows can learn to suggest words, autocorrect spelling mistakes, and interpret swiped typing. Take a look at the insights below to see up-to-the-minute stats on how Windows has learned to improve typing for you. These stats are stored only on this device and Microsoft does not collect the typing insights data."
End ID]
"But Mx. November, it says right there Microsoft doesn't collect the typing insights data!"
I mean, yeah, it says that..... for *now.*
It also only specifies that Microsoft themselves don't collect it, and they wouldn't have made this something that I was automatically, secretly opted in for without my knowledge if they didn't have something to be gained by me not knowing it exists!
I only found this because a cat walked on the keyboard and turned on Filter Keys and while trying to figure out why my keyboard was just making chirping noises instead of typing, I happened to click on "typing insights" by accident.
Generative AI, and especially AI that is used to "personalize" and track your activity across the web and on your computer are never going to be in your best interest, it is always going to serve these companies in whatever way will line their pockets the most, and all it takes is updating their terms of service once, and then all of that data they promised they weren't collecting suddenly all belongs to them.
Everyone talking about posts that changed their brain chemistry seem to be leaving out this classic, which probably propelled me into activism and more self confidence in a way that I cannot put into words.
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I work with kids and I've had two occasions where a little boy straight up won't listen to anything I say because I'm a woman. and like yeah he's gonna continue to be raised by terrible role models and probably grow up to be a sexist douchebag but I have three hours a week to get through to him and so far I'm crushing it. I got six year old boys who previously didn't listen to a word I said telling their shitty dads to not speak to me like that. yeah that's right I'm the teacher making your kid woke. go fuck yourself about it.
you left your kid with me and I taught him that women are people. and also to question authority. and also how to kick someone in the nuts. have fun with that.
honestly there's nothing that's going to work for every kid but I've found just turning kid behavior back on them usually works pretty well. like if they say something about "girls are like this and boys are like that" be like why. why. why. why. exactly the way little kids do. they'll try to come up with an answer but usually after like five rounds of me asking why they'll eventually be like huh. idk.
in my case it definitely helps that I teach kids martial arts classes at a boxing gym with a lot of women. so little boys just factually cannot tell me that girls can't fight or aren't strong or something, because they're constantly surrounded by proof that isn't true. also rules are very different in a boxing gym so if a kid is being a little shit I'm allowed to pick them up and put them in upside down air jail. you probably can't do this in most contexts.
I think the biggest thing is that they need to see men and other boys listening to women. they're following the example that's been set for that. at home maybe their dad never listens to their mom, but when they show up at my class all the other boys are following my instructions. peer pressure is real and you can use it to your advantage. I make a point to tell the biggest buffest manliest dudes what to do in front of the little boys. now this works because those dudes already listen to me, but getting any dudes to follow your instructions could probably work.
the best punishment is the natural consequences of your behavior. if a kid isn't going to listen to me, he doesn't get to do class. this works because class is fun and he wants to kick stuff and hit people with noodles. kids want to have fun more than they want to misbehave. as long as listening to me is more fun than misbehaving, they'll listen.
because these boys are learning this behavior from their dads, the dads also tend to be the kind of tough strict emotionally distant parents that would yell at "girly" behavior or crying. even when I'm strict with the kids, I never yell, I obviously never hurt them, and I always listen. they want to yap at me about pokemon or youtubers. it can be tough when they're really sexist at the beginning but eventually they will show you something that their dad wouldn't approve of, whether they want a pink noodle or quietly mention they like a girly show. this is the part where you simultaneously act like it's no big deal while encouraging it. you need show it's completely normal for a boy to want or like that. if you can, bring up another boy or man they know who likes the same thing. I always show off my nails to the kids and bring over the guy who also paints his nails. you'll probably get "boys can do that?" comments and I usually just go "well he's a boy and he did it, so unless his hand falls off right now I think it's okay"
for me, it's always eventually gotten to a point where the boys realize that everyone else thinks it's normal to listen to women, and that if they want to have fun they need to listen too. they also realize that these people and these women are nicer and listen to them more than their dad does. they notice how all these nice people that make them happy talk to women very differently than their dad does. when those boys yelled at their dads for being rude to me, I made a point to thank them and say that they were right and their dads were rude.
encouraging the behavior you want to see is even more important than punishing the behavior you don't want to see. you can't tell kids what not to do without giving them something to replace the behavior with.
Does anyone else remember when Elon was like "if anyone knows how to end world hunger for 6 billion USD, I'll fund it" and UNICEF was like "we're going to spend a month to make a plan to end world hunger for 6 billion USD and Elon is going to fund it" and Elon was like "actually, nah" and then bought Twitter instead?
I think that was one of the worst things I'll ever see in my life.
I still think that should be the thing for which he's the most famous. It should be brought up every time he's mentioned. In any news article, any interview, any history book. "Elon Musk, who was offered a chance to end world hunger and turned it down." Put it on his fucking gravestone.
I watched an insane amount of TikTok and other short form videos for the story I'm writing right now. I gotta say, afterwards, I found myself picking up my phone and opening the apps, almost unconsciously. I was walking and I thought about watching some vids at the same time. I was on hold to the ATO... maybe some videos.
I also happen to specialise in gambling addiction (although I'm not practicing in that area right now), and all I could fucking think about was how these fucking apps were conditioning me in the same fucking way gambling apps do. To be constantly plugged in, consuming. To not even think about just picking it up and having a look. To feel bored when I wasn't watching them, to think about watching them when I wasn't watching them....
That shit is fucking evil.
I deleted it. I'm not exposing myself to that.
That shit will fry your dopamine/reward system so fucking bad you will never read a book or watching a movie again without it.
Love yourself and your potential enough to put that fucking shit away. Watch longer form things that require focus and engagement. Listen to podcasts and audiobooks. Read books. DO ANYTHING BUT CONSUME SHORT FORM CONTENT IN AN UNSTRUCTURED WAY.
If you MUST consume it (I'm sure people will be like 'but my classmates' or 'but my own channel'.... etc), do it in a siloed and structured way. 30 minutes between x time and x time on x day. Focus on it. Don't eat and do it. Watch each short form video to completion. Engage critically with the content. ANd never watch them first thing in the morning or last thing at night.
PLEASE. From a gambling professional, short form videos ping your SAME circuitry and you will fuck up your life and your brain so badly if you don't put up guardrails for yourself.
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