A queer (in every sense of the word) person who will blog whatever it is that strikes their fancy at any given point in time. Which varies from anything to the OTP of the day to weirdly shaped rocks. She/Her pronouns. Also answers to "you", "kid", and "useless lesbian".
I watched Iron Lung again tonight in the comfort of my home and my dog must've been watching with me cause as soon as bad things started happening to Simon she started crying. In the scene where he ultimately dies she could not stop crying at me. I am now watching him play the Henry Stickman collection so she can see that A.) He's not dead and B.) He's not in distress. Occasionally he'll whine or hum in discontent about something and my dog will look at me and whine to try and get me to fix whatever is distressing Markiplier.
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In a Star Wars fanfic I wrote recently, a black man (Finn) buys new clothes for himself to forge a new identity after a lifetime of stormtrooper uniforms. He winds up trying on and buying clothes, including dresses and skirts, that are colorful. However, it was later pointed out to me that a lot of black cultures get stereotyped as liking bright colors. Any advice on making sure I don't play into this stereotype? I just want him to have nice things!
Black People and Affinity to Bright Colors Stereotypes?
Iâd be more concerned with your characterization of how to write a Black man.
For some reason, I associate Finn with the color orange and I donât know why. We look good in bright colors and thatâs not a bad thing.Â
Maybe Finn wants to express himself after wearing black and white his entire life.
~Mod Brei
He can have all the nice things!
I donât see a draw towards colorful clothing as a bad thing or a stereotype at all. Additionally, a lot of cultural clothing is bright, across races and yes, particularly in Black diaspora and African cultures too.
Bright colors pop against dark skin tones, making it a stand-out and appealing choice for many. Personally, I get the most compliments when Iâm wearing yellow or a rich purple.
Look at these beauties and how glorious the bright colors look against their skin!
(From left to right: Lupita Nyong'o, Colman Domingo and Wunmi Mosaku
I got a message about how this is supposedly mean. I am holding your hand when I say that refusing womanhood and clinging onto girlhood will not save you from the realities of adulthood. I am not saying you are not young. 26 is incredibly young. you are free to love the concepts and media associated with girlhood but there is much to love about womanhood that you are not seeing. there is something to be said for being free of the shackles of girlhood and childhood. you are an autonomous being. you have power over your life and the paths you will take. it is easier to see the paths when you start taking yourself seriously instead of waiting for others to do so. no one is saying you have to be serious. womanhood is joy too. a different shade of yellow
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Your action hero just got shot in the shoulder, stitched it up in a motel bathroom, and is now running through a forest. I need you to know that a shoulder wound severs muscle, nerves, and sometimes bone, and the human body's response to that is not "mild wincing followed by full range of motion." here is what injuries actually do to peoplee...
âš Adrenaline is REAL and it does allow people to do extraordinary things immediately after injury, BUT it is a loan, not a gift. you borrow the function and you pay it back later with interest. Your character might genuinely be able to run for twenty minutes after being stabbed. and then the adrenaline drops and everything the body was delaying arrives all at once. the collapse is NOT weakness. it's biology collecting its debt. write the debt collection. it's more interesting than the heroic sprint anyway.
âš Blood loss changes cognition before it drops you. you don't go from "fine" to "unconscious." you go through a whole middle stage of confusion, poor decision-making, emotional dysregulation, a strange calm, tunnel vision, difficulty forming sentences. Your injured character making a bad call, saying something they normally wouldn't, becoming suddenly and inexplicably gentle--that's blood loss. use the middle stage. it's dramatically rich and almost nobody writes it.
âš Recovery has a timeline and the timeline is long and boring and inconvenient to plot. a broken rib takes six weeks and during those six weeks sneezing is a genuine emergency. a concussion means no screens, no reading, no bright lights, and symptoms can persist for months. a stab wound to the abdomen means weeks of infection risk, limited mobility, and a specific kind of exhaustion that has nothing to do with sleep. Your character being sidelined and frustrated and useless for a long time is not a narrative problem. it's the story.
âš Pain also affects personality in ways writers skip. chronic pain makes people short-tempered and then guilty about being short-tempered. it makes concentration difficult. it makes intimacy complicated, both emotional and physical. a character who was patient and warm before their injury and is now snappy and withdrawn is not a character regression. they're in pain. pain is exhausting in ways that don't show on the outside. the people around them noticing and not knowing how to help is a whole story in itself.
hating racists is good ! but if youre only hating the oppressor and not uplifting the oppressed all you are doing is using a performative method to direct your anger at. being angry is good, but its not enough. you have to love too. uplift the ones that should be uplifted. celebrate black art and culture and people. celebrate blackness for the beauty it is
đ What detail(s) in the story are you particularly captivated with? Is there any behind the scenes info or backstory?
Oh thereâs always more blood cult thoughts :D
In my most recent addition, I really loved the imagery of Rumi feeling like a dragon! Just very fun way of describing that specific kind of satisfaction
Iâve also really enjoyed writing the little issues into the way theyâre cohabitatingâMinji and Celine making food and thinking Miyeongâs issue is just âpeople making a mess in her kitchenâ or Zoey trying to help Miyeong research and getting hit in the RSD. Hedgehog problems
Thereâs a whole groupchat full of behind the scenes info and backstory, but youâre in there, so Iâll stick to only a little (anyone else with questions or curiosities PLEASE ask I would love the excuse)
This au came from me overhearing a show a housemate was watching where someone had been, like, cask of amontilladoâd and starting to think about other sealed up beings and people, and next thing I knew I was in @frozenwolftemplarâs dms like âokay so Rumiâs the ancient hero they think is an ancient evil, and Zoeyâs the sacrifice, but where the fuck is Mira?â
We actually went through a few rounds of what Mira would beâone where she didnât intervene and get beaten but was with the cult unwillingly and a few where she was just descended from the original group that locked Rumi away and had varying levels of involvement with Magic in the current dayâbefore settling on the version we ended up using!
And, ofc, my favorite backstory element that weâre going to work in eventually, somehow: Jinuâs! In this au, since he wasnât a demon, we had to come up with a different way for him and Rumi to be connected
@grundpfeiler came up with the excellent concept of him having been kidnapped into the demon realm as a child and partially grown up there, which became him having come home and killed the changeling who replaced him (which was the central shame he never told Rumi, as he learns from her that said changeling⌠wasnât actually evil probably)
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For some context for anyone who is wondering what the honmoon is going on- we were having a FUN DERANGED TIME in the comments of the original post above (check it out and make sure to admire noodlejags awesome art first!) and now here we are...
here's a bit of it for the historical record!- see the original comments section for continued derangement
whitebeltwriter
I have enough wips, please, don't make me wanna write Celine running into the next generation and how her eyes twitches worse every time she does. because she EXPLICITLY gave up on this shit, and she keeps traveling around the world so WHY DOES SHE KEEP FINDIBG BABY HUNTERS?! AND WHY TF ARE THEY SO SMOL?! was she this small?! she had to have been
Meeting rumi had been her own fault for visiting Korea. Zoey had been getting picked on and so she had to step in (older kids had been playing jeep away with one of her notebooks) and the girl AND the honmoon lit up when Celine asked what was in them.
and Mira. Celine had looked in enough mirrors since she left sls to know what anger masking hurt looked like and like with zoey she couldn't just Not help
yaketysmax
She is trying so hard to be ALOOF and yet she just cares too much. The original lovergirl-that's where Mira learned it from
whitebeltwriter
@yaketysmax Celine, looking around frantically after clocking Mira needed help: Can anyone please adopt this child? Anyone BESIDES ME?! Anyone? No? ⌠Damn it, I have to adult nowâŚ
Mira, witnessing this: AâŚgood adult? That's a real thing?! ⌠Mine now, no take backs.
Mira, spotting an adult lovergirl in the wild: "be my mentor. I've imprinted on you like a little baby chick but with better hair. Teach me the lovergirl ways of being seemingly aloof but secretly the biggest softie ever and PINING"
Celine: tired sigh
The Honmoon giggles obnoxiously in the background
whitebeltwriter
@yaketysmax it's us. we're the Honmoon giggling in the background XD
yaketysmax
@whitebeltwriter // ,,âŠ'︿'âŠ,,) âŹâŞâŤâŹâŞâŤâŹ(âá´â)âŞâŤâŹâŞ(Ë Ë Ë)âŤâŹâŞâŤ
Celine wonders when the Honmoon got so damn smug
whitebeltwriter
@yaketysmax Probably about the same time its hunters decided to shove their heads up their respective asses instead of just TALKING TO EACH OTHER
yaketysmax
@whitebeltwriter Honmoon's like "LADIES I AIN'T DONE"
whitebeltwriter
@yaketysmax lol more like "we're done when I say we're done, and so long as at least one of you is breathing then we're not"
yaketysmax
@whitebeltwriter (âďšâ âś \ âŹâ _ â âŤâŹâŞâŤ âŹâŞâŤ
"i can see you over there Celine"
whitebeltwriter
@yaketysmax Celine, looking up into the sky as WELL as away from whatever direction S Korea is while flipping the bird over her shoulder: "No you can't"
I can now firmly believe that after trying to draw her back with the cuties #1 and 2 (Zoerumi) the Honmoon cracked their knuckles and pretty much hurled pathetic wet kitten Mira at Celine at Mach 10
Mira wants kids but Rumi doesnât and neither can understand the other. Zoey is just trying her hardest to steer clear of it all.
It isnât until Rumira get into a veritable screaming match that reaches its pinnacle with,
âHaving a baby ended my motherâs life, Mira! Excuse me for wanting all of us alive! To hell with a baby!â
that Zoey comes running in between them to stop anyone from saying anything else. Mira and Rumi are nearly chest to chest, breathing hard with tears of frustration pricking at their eyes when Zoey inserts herself and forces them both back a few steps.
There was many land mines in that conversation and playing Switzerland hadnât saved Zoey from the explosion anyway so she says, âWe either talk about this in therapy or we donât talk about it at all,â staring Rumira down in equal measure until they relent.
With a huff, Rumi and Mira turn in opposite directions to leave but Zoeyâs not done.
âStop.â They freeze. âApologize. Both of you.â They glance at one another and promptly look away.
âYou two let the argument get out of hand enough that I HAD to step in as mediator so no one is going anywhere until I see some hugs, a kiss, AND some apologies.â
Given how fraught the situation was, Zoey let them get away with derivatives of âI love you, Iâm sorryâs but usually sheâd have them say what they were sorry for and how they were gonna change in the future.
And while she did promise to let them leave after the apologies, she changed her mind at the last second. She drags them to their shared room (formerly Rumiâs room) and gestures to the bed, âActually, itâs mandatory cuddle time. Rumi will hold Mira for thirty minutes and then youâll swap,â
Rumira both begin to protest but Zoeyâs answering glare is enough for them to change into something more comfortable and start their cuddle sentence.
It takes all of five minutes for Mira to lose the tension that had been bunching up her shoulders while snuggled into Rumiâs collarbone. Rumi playing with the hairs at the base of Miraâs neck didnât hurt either.
When they swapped, Mira just shimmied further up and rolled over, pulling Rumi on top of her. Rumi was fond of curling up when upset so she ended up with her knees parallel to Miraâs torso and her head tucked snugly under her chin resting squarely on her chest. Miraâs hands snaked under Rumiâs shirt and trailed lazily up and down her spine until she was suitably boneless, fighting off sleep and failing.
When Rumiâs soft snores clued Mira in to her unconscious state, she spoke to Zoey though she couldnât see her while flat on her back.
âYou were right⌠we needed this.â
Zoey appeared to the left of her, Chesire like, âYou donât say?â
Mira wouldâve rolled her eyes but she couldnât trivialize what Zoey had done or how much Zoey hated having to do it in the first place.
âIâm sorry, jagiya.â
âI know sweetie,â Zoey brushes a hair out of Mira face before dropping her phone on the side table and snuggling up to Miraâs side.
âI just-â but Zoeyâs hand covers the entirety of her mouth.
âTherapy or not at all. And definitely not while Rumi is asleep.â
Mira kisses the hand covering her mouth in acquiesce and Zoey lets her go.
I really like your tags and as someone who is asexual (but homoromantic), I really like the idea of the three of them like adopting a kid together especially considering they all have abandonment issues/parental trauma. I feel like that would be healing to them. There's no risk of them dying in childbirth and they help a child in need of a loving home. Kinda like how Celine brought the three of them together to be Hunters. Idk I think that would be really meaningful for them.
I love a good found family trope. In fact thereâs a fic (unfinished) Iâve read that does this exactly. Itâs âAccidental Adoptionâ by Nic_Fugeo9 and the premise is that Huntrix discovers some half-demon(? itâs been a while since Iâve read it so I donât remember exactly) kids and adopt them. Itâs in universe and post canon so you should check it out.
Thereâs also that fic by whitebeltwriter (one-shot), âAll the Mamasâ which is an AU where Zoey is adopted into Rumiraâs existing family (Rumi, Mira, and AU child) as another mom. Itâs very funny and endearing.
As for this premise, I would prefer that the girls never become parents at all. Pregnancy trauma aside, itâs sort of refreshing to have a TINK (triple income no kids) dynamic where Polytrix could dote on other peopleâs kids (say Zoey/Miraâs relatives or Bobbyâs kids, if he has any) and maintain their child-free life.
Moreover, I think itâs important for at least one universe of Polytrix to discuss having kids (whether that be adoption, IVF, honstrap, etc), take stock of the pros/cons and ultimately decide that no, they donât want kids because their lives arenât any less meaningful with or without kids and they arenât missing out on anything by not having them either.
Rumi sends back just a thumbs up in reaction to Zoeyâs last line and leans back in her chair, taking a sip of her coffee as she looks out the cafeâs broad window into the street. Itâd be a lie to claim she wasnât curious about Zoeyâs girlfriend â her other girlfriend.
She knows nothing about her, but thatâs fine. Zoey doesnât know anything about Rumiâs other girlfriend either. Theyâre all open about dating other people, but have so far kept the lines soft and shadowy. The only glimpse Rumiâs ever gotten behind the veil is when Zoeyâs phone rang while sitting on the counter as they made breakfast; Zoeyâs half inside a cabinet looking for a bag of chocolate chips she swore she still had. The screen had just read âLovergirlâ as the contact, and Rumi had called Zoey right after that just to see how her number was saved.
(Answer: under âSweetheartâ, and Zoey had gotten a kiss on the cheek before taking her phone out to the living room to call her girlfriend back.)
Dating two people at once, knowing that both her girlfriends are seeing someone else, makes Rumi feel relieved rather than jealous. The balance between her work and life is a delicate thing that sheâs still figuring out. As much as she craves her girlfriendsâ attention and loves to lavish her own on them in return, knowing that she is not letting them down when she burrows into a new song for a week takes some of the weight off. And sometimes she still finds herself tongue tied in a social situation, struggling to find the right words to say.
Mira grounds her, pulls Rumiâs head out of the clouds with kindness and care and the occasional well-placed bit of sarcasm. Rumi always leaves Mira with her heart settled and warm.
Zoey lifts her up, radiates adoration when Rumi can match her energy as well as when Rumiâs withdrawn. Zoey always makes Rumi feel energized, confident, ready to take on the world.
Rumi finds herself smiling at nothing and no one, pulls a long sip from her coffee to hide her expression even as her eyes refocus on the window. Maybe Zoeyâs girlfriend will drop her off right outside the shop and Rumi can catch a glimpse of the woman who Zoey also adores.
(Rumiâs certain that if Zoey likes her that much, Rumi would like her as well.)
The door jingles, and Rumiâs attention turns as Zoey enters. And her welcoming smile freezes as Zoey leans back to hold the door open with a giggle, and a pink-haired woman follows in after her.
Oh yeah. She definitely likes Zoeyâs other girlfriend.
After all, Rumiâs dating her too.
Zoey, all unknowing, turns and waves, with the same enthusiasm as if she was trying to get Rumiâs attention from across a crowded plaza rather than a mostly-empty cafe. âRumi, hi! Sorry to keep you waiting!â
Rumi stands as Zoey darts toward her in as straight a path as the various chairs allow. Even as Zoey wraps her into a hug and Rumi leans into it with a sigh, arms winding around Zoeyâs waist, she looks over her shoulder to see Miraâs dumbstruck expression settle into a smile, and then into a smirk that promises mischief. She meets Rumiâs eyes, and Rumi feels a thrill course through her as she dips her chin in a nod that Zoey takes as her snuggling further in, cooing affectionately in Rumiâs ear.
âOh, and you should meetââ Zoey starts, pulling back. She doesnât get too far back, hands still on Rumi as Mira slides in close, close, close, and tilts Rumiâs chin up.
âHi, princess,â Mira says, voice low and wonderful, and Rumi canât help the silly little grin as she pushes up to meet Mira halfway, kissing her more deeply than she usually would in public because she can hear Zoeyâs little intake of breath, can feel the way Zoeyâs fingers curl.
Rumi settles back. âHello dear,â she responds, loving the way Miraâs eyes warm with affection at both the endearment and the way Rumiâs playing along. Rumi then turns her attention back to Zoey, all too aware of how Miraâs hand lingers, casually possessive, on her hip. âDonât apologize for being late,â she says, as casual as if nothing had just happened. âThereâs still plenty of time before the movie starts.â
âIââ Zoey starts, eyes darting between them, âyouââ
âBreathe, Zoey,â Mira tells her, affection overlapping with amusement in her tone. âThough I guess we are being rude. Have you met my girlfriend Rumi?â
âHey Mira,â Rumi says, voice dripping with an innocence that makes both of them focus on her; she bites her cheek to hide her grin. âAre you busy this afternoon? Want to see a movie?â
âForget the movie,â Zoey says, under her breath. âIâd watch 90 minutes of that.â
That breaks the moment, in a way that makes Rumi and Mira both laugh, hands falling away from each other, creating a little more space for all three of them. Rumi retakes her seat; Zoey lets herself fall into another; Mira excuses herself to go get a drink of her own â the original reason sheâd entered.
Rumi reaches over, soothes her thumb over the back of Zoeyâs knuckles, suddenly nervous about the teasing. âWas that okay?â
âYeah,â Zoey confirms immediately enough that it eases the growing tension in Rumiâs shoulders. âI was nervous when Mira said she was coming in with me, but I think thatâs the best result I couldâve asked for.â She hesitates slightly, fingers drumming along the tableâs surface. âDid you mean it though? The movie part?â
âInviting her along?â Rumi asks, and hums at Zoeyâs nod. âI was teasing, but we could ask for real, if thatâs what you want.â
Zoey looks up at her, with a softer, unguarded smile that Rumi cherishes. Zoey is always so bright, projecting enthusiasm and confidence without any apparent effort. Moments like this, when she lets herself ask for something she wants, really lets Rumi see how much it means, are on the rarer side, and Rumi swells with pride that sheâs granted them at all. âI think itâd be fun,â she offers.
âThen weâll ask,â Rumi tells her. âI think so too.â
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At the theater, Mira buys the popcorn, Zoey buys the snacks, and Rumi buys the drinks. âThis is a little ridiculous,â she laughs as she hands over her card, and Zoey leans into her with a grin.
âRidiculous and perfect,â she says, and Rumiâs never been one to argue with her.
They put Zoey in the middle and, as the lights go down, Mira and Rumiâs eyes meet and they lean down at the same time to kiss Zoeyâs cheeks.
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Afterwards, Mira insists on them coming over to her place. âI just realized,â she complains as she shoves open the door and ushers them both inside, âthat every time both of my girlfriends were too busy for me and left me alone with my cat, they were probably together.â
Rumi and Zoey share a look, twin grins blooming.
âSo by my count you two owe me like. Five dinners.â
âOkay, lovergirl,â Rumi says as Zoey cackles. âWeâll make it up to you.â
Dinner turns into dessert, which turns into one more round of drinks, which turns into dozing on the couch and trying to summon up the will to go home.
Mira herds them into pajamas and teeth brushing, settles them into her bed. Zoeyâs already curled into Rumiâs chest and snoring lightly when Mira snaps off the light and curls herself over Zoeyâs back.
Before sleep takes her, Rumiâs last thought is that sheâs going to need a bigger bed in her place.
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Trigger warning for graphic descriptions of injured and dead wildlife.
When a fireworks display occurs near a wild bird roost, the birds simultaneously explode into the night skies in utter panic, which can lead to huge numbers of deaths, usually because these birds either smash their skulls or break their necks as the result of flying into trees, fences, billboards, houses and other solid objects that they cannot see in the gloom and ensuing chaos.
Many of the startled birds who take flight fly at much higher altitudes and for much longer durations than theyâre used to to escape the noise, which is energetically costly and physiologically stressful.
Small birds and bats can be knocked from the air and killed by the sonic shock. In 2010, 40 dead sparrows were discovered dead under a roost in a nature reserve after a local fireworks display. The manager of the reserve witnessed a tawny owl fluttering and convulsing on the ground after a particularly loud explosion. It died shortly after.
In Arkansas in 2010, some 5,000 red-winged blackbirds, European starlings, common grackles and brown-headed cowbirds suffered blunt-force trauma after colliding with cars, trees and buildings, an ornithologist from the Arkansas Game and Fish Commission would tell National Geographic.
In 2008, federal officials showed that seabirds in the northern California town of Gualala abandoned their nests after a fireworks show, leaving their eggs vulnerable to predators.
Each year in Austin, Texas, the Congress Bridge bats can be seen fleeing the fireworks display en masse on weather radar, and emergences from their roost diminish noticeably in the days following the Fourth.
In 2018, the Galapagos banned the sale and use of pyrotechnics. According to the BBC, conservationists said that fireworks caused elevated heart rates, trembling and anxiety in many animals.Â
The threat to wildlife doesnât stop at startling lights and sounds; fireworks also have the potential of starting wildfires, directly affecting wildlife and destroying essential habitat. Litter from firecrackers, bottle rockets and other explosives can be choking hazards for wildlife and may be toxic if ingested.
So what do you do if you want to watch fireworks responsibly? Experts say municipalities are more likely to be aware of these dangers than private consumers. Their best advice is to stick to the shows put on by professionals and local governments, which tend to follow guidelines put forth by the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service, among others, about animal safety.
The National Audubon Society offers similar guidelines: âCommercial fireworks are concentrated in one location, rather than in several locations at once, which is what often happens in neighborhoods. This allows birds to take off and land again in a âsaferâ location rather than continuing to flee noises coming at them from all directions.â