Owlrageous Jones

Bodily autonomy (like abortion, anti draft, etc) -> “The government shouldn’t be able to force anything on my body I don’t want.”

Anti surveillance -> “I don’t trust big government/big tech (big brother if you’re feeling frisky) with the ability to spy on me and my family.”

Immigration -> “Next to all of us immigrated at some point, I don’t see why the elites get to decide who’s allowed to be where. What’s to stop them coming for me?”

Climate Change -> “Big oil shouldn’t get to determine whether or not I get to go places. I don’t want to be dependent on some big business to survive.”

State Violence -> “I don’t want the goddamn secret police breathing down my neck! I trust my community a whole hell of a lot more to help me than I do the state!”

WILL DRAW ✓ mecha ✓ gore ✓ furry ✓ nsfw

great question and I'm glad you asked. in this case I would only draw:

real people, places, or objects

art of media that neither of us are really a fan of

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I love the trope where Danny becomes the Ghost King, but I was thinking about a phrase I read in a fic some time ago where he says that, as Ghost King, he is the judge, jury, and executioner.

It got me wondering: has there ever been a fic where he was literally the judge of souls?

We know Pariah Dark declared himself Ghost King by force. He conquered the Infinite Realms; he wasn’t chosen. So what if the Ghost Zone already had an actual judicial system before Pariah took over? A court responsible for judging newly arrived souls, determining unresolved obligations, deciding whether crimes committed in life still carry over into death, and settling disputes between ghosts.

Then Danny defeats Pariah.

Everyone assumes he’ll become the new king…

…only to discover that the position of “Ghost King” doesn’t actually exist in any legal sense. Pariah made it up.

What does exist is the highest office in the Realms: the High Judge.

And, thanks to his absolutely ridiculous résumé—former Protector Spirit, defender of both the living and the dead, countless world-saving feats, repeatedly choosing mercy over vengeance despite every reason not to—Danny is unanimously appointed to the position almost immediately.

Now he’s the one deciding whether a soul deserves redemption, punishment, reincarnation, or release.

The DC universe eventually finds out.

Maybe the Justice League requests an audience to argue that Constantine’s soul should be considered off-limits because of all the deals he’s made.

Maybe Jason Todd gets summoned to testify after the Joker finally dies, because no one is better qualified to speak on the impact of the Joker’s crimes.

Maybe a villain tries to exploit a loophole by dying before sentencing, only to discover that earthly justice is no longer the only court with jurisdiction.

Or perhaps Batman is horrified to learn that the final appeal for every soul isn’t before a god…

…it’s before a twenty-year-old in a black-and-white hazmat suit eating a burger while reading through centuries of case law.

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My father finds gay men uncomfortable.

He's told me before that it's like a knee-jerk for him. Something he doesn't consciously control. He sees two men behaving romantically, and his body reacts with mild discomfort.

In the 1960s, when he was in high school, most of the boys in his form thought he was gay on the simple fact that he wasn't homophobic. He wouldn't participate in insulting queer people, he didn't care if someone was gay, he wouldn't have a problem hanging out with gay people. So people thought he was gay. That's how prevalent homophobia was in his formative years.

When I was 10, my dad told me very seriously that Holmes and Watson were gay. That it was obvious from the literature and the time period that they were meant to be a gay couple. When I was 14 and I came out to my parents as bi, when my mum was upset my dad ripped into her for it. Told her that she was being stupid, that it was my life to live how I wanted to and that she needed to get over herself.

My dad formed my views on censorship: that being that it was completely ridiculous and thoroughly evil. He didn't believe in censorship of any kind. If I asked him a question about sex, he answered it honestly. When I was 12 and I asked him about homosexuality, still young and uncertain, he told me that there was nothing wrong with it. That it was just how some people were. That there was likely an evolutionary reason for it. And that for some people it was uncomfortable on an instinctual level.

He taught me that just because you're uncomfortable with something, doesn't make it wrong. He also taught me that most people don't understand this.

I see a lot of this on the internet as of the last few years. The anti shipping movement, the terf movement, the anti ace movement. It all stems from discomfort that people have crossed wires into believing means wrong. Really every -ism and -phobia out there stems from this same fundamental aspect of humanity.

Audio: A recording of Leonard Nimoy reading it on Internet Archive.

Text: A PDF version.

Anyway I went to Twitter (first mistake) cause I obviously wanted to know if anyone was into it as well. Eventually I found roughly 5 people.

4 out of 5 of them had “DNI: proship” on their bio.

I then closed the app. A tear was shed.

Like, that man has lived, breathed and died for every second of all those 800 years; he is peepaw. Everyone else is still very much like 17-30 mentally, and it FUCKING shows. Heaven just feels like the PHD corners of a college campus.

Hua Cheng is the only one who even comes close to being on Xie Lian’s level, but that’s cause he is one of those young people with the souls of an ancient being kinda characters like he’s giving teen vampire boyfriend like he still very much feels like he’s 25 but he’s been 25 forever.

Does this change my imaginary Erdos number to a complex number?

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