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#also this isn't like... an anti weed thing if anyone thinks that
highlifeboat · 10 months
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Bela keeps getting higher. Elena comes to Max, thinking he's still supplies Bela. But he's all out and in pain. So two join forces to find Bela's stash. First one they find Max immediately claims as his own.
However, Bela still gets weed somewhere. So they keep searching... and finding... Soon whole family is involved and it becomes VERY concearning.
They gotta stage an intervention.
Like, Bela's just fucking blazed all the time. Which wouldn't be so terrible if it wasn't clearly such a problem for her that she's never sober. It's on par with Max's borderline alcoholism. It's all the time and it makes her stink (which Elena hates because she then has to sleep next to her), and she's so much more lacklustre in anything Alcina gives her to do. She's just... not the Bela they know and love.
And Bela will argue and tell them it's not a problem. It's just a plant. "You can't even get addicted to weed." and call Max a hypocrite, as well as Alcina and Mia who both partake in tobacco "which is so much worse".
I don't think it results in a real fight at all, though I do think what gets to Bela is Elena stating she won't sleep in the bedroom anymore. She's tired of the smell.
It doesn't changes Bela's mind right there, but shit a night by herself for the first time in a while makes her think.
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kremlin · 3 months
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@wikwalker hi sure yes anything to give me an excuse to procrastinate the post i should be writing right now. here are all teh drugs and how to manage them. you can trust me, a drug addict
first of all: https://www.erowid.org/ , erowid always
don't be afraid of drugs, if they're the right drugs, you should do them since they will be a blast regardless and overcoming fear is also good (but outside the scope here)
OK to do as much as you want: alcohol - social benefit greatly outweighs health effects, no reason to avoid if predisposed to abuse since that'll happen sooner or later. what can i say? don't be a fucking dork. when you start drinking, really overdo it as much as possible without dying and get a few real nasty hangovers under your belt so you know how much is the right amount to drink.
weed - innocuous enough to be fine but will make you stupid in the long term. make sure to only buy from a real drug dealer and never some legal institution. cut it out when you're a "real adult". don't smoke weed and watch TV routinely, go out and do things so you naturally grow to hate it. good to go through this as early as possible to minimize the time you spend as a cringe weed enthusiast
i guess those are the only two.
ok to do infrequently (annually): "lsd" - or whatever it is, probably not lsd, blah blah blah, if it works and is sold on blotter its fine and won't make you go nuts or whatever. opt for a better psychadelic imo. see psych rule at bottom of section
mushrooms - better than acid since you know what they are. rule of thumb is to always do more than you think you want. minimum 1/8oz. see psych rule at bottom of post
dmt - if you somehow have a dmt hookup you don't need to be reading any of this. lasts 10 minutes which leads to tendency to way overdo it, don't do this, my favorite webcomic artist is permanently crazy from exactly that. using a crack pipe is also not the uhhhh most dignifying-feeling thing to do either. it's harder than you think.
mdma - for use at electronic music event or rave. overuse causes brain lesions or something.
coke - wait until you're in your 20s, have maxed out your roth IRA for a couple of years in a row, and havent missed a car payment in a similar timeframe. better still if you've worked a very shitty low paying job and know the value of a dollar. if you still find yourself buying candy you're not ready. too expensive to be worth it to get hooked on. know that you are VERY ANNOYING to anyone who also isn't high. don't fuck around with the guy selling it to you. avoid discussing or thinking about business ideas. you can't afford to make it a habit + kinda turns you into a piece of shit after a while, but at least a very interesting one
ketamine - another sick drug that rules, but save it for a special occasion. don't try and go into the k-hole your first time
rule for psychedelics - you get one good strong trip a year and that's it, make it count, always opt for doing a bit more than a bit less. but don't make it a habit, otherwise you turn into a very stupid very annoying "hippy" style cliché and believe in ghosts, aliens, crap like that.
ok to try once prescription opiates/benzodiazepine (xanax), valium, this kind of shit - worth trying so you can go "holy shit, this stuff is way way way too good to ever use responsibly" and then never do again. especially if you're white. for some reason we just can't handle this shit. if a doctor prescribes it to you, idk, that's your call to make.
ayhuasca - this is just dmt in a different form. do some other psychadelics a number of times before you do this. once you realize the whole "substantial visual hallucinations" thing is made up, its time. do exactly this: -buy root online (legal). receive box of dirt -boil dirt into "tea" (read erowid for exact recipe) -take over-the-counter anti nausea medicine or anything that will give you a stronger stomach -drink tea (its nasty as fuck, get it down quick) -have someone bigger than you keep an eye on you for the next five hours. -have the experience, which is absurdly intense, has no bearing to the real world, etc etc. don't be a bitch and throw up, if you do it'll only last an hour or so. again there is no way to provide a consistent description of the experience except that you will meet god. you only ever need to do this once and never again. trust me
peyote/salvia/etc - try em if you want, you'll never ever want to again afterwords. these are drugs for idiot teenagers too lame to get real drugs. imagine being very very sick from poison and utterly terrified at the same time. No good
whippets/nitrous oxide - just find a dentist that uses it and don't bother creating hundreds of pounds of trash on your floor for this crap that lasts ten seconds. you have to understand the extremely short timeframe coupled with the cost makes zero sense. go to a phish concert parking lot and do some people watching -- you do not want to be these people. only use is as a motivator to get routine dental exam. also if you somehow manage to make it a heavy habit your fucking legs stop working, no shit, but they start working again once you quit.
don't ever do heroin/meth/pcp - is is truly a mystery why you should never do these 🙄
synthetic weed/k2/shit from the gas station - it is so funny that they sell this as "weed that won't pop you on a drug test". its not weed. it is some dubious chemical sprayed on yard waste. smoke it to have a terrible time and go nuts. only buy drugs from legitimate drug dealers!
kratom - anyone's guess as to why this is legal but it's heroin for pussies. its still heroin
dxm/cough syrup - do you ever wonder why it is exclusively teenagers robotripping? it's because it sucks ass. is like a cheesegrater on your brain in terms of health effects with repeated usage. you're better than this king
inhalants - these are at the bottom of the list for a reason. do not huff gas. don't huff paint. do not consume computer duster. not fun + fastest way to make yourself a complete, uh, (word i can't say anymore) and then dead
not listed quaaludes- unavailable due to no longer being manufactured. these ruled apparantly
sincis2c - unavailable due to not existing, i just made this up
amphetamines - cannot provide objective take here. they're my albatross, lifelong (posted 4:55am natch)
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qweerhet · 10 months
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i do think that the abolitionists who cling to the "it's simple, just kick abusers/assaulters/rapists/murderers out of the community" line are just... usually people who have never had the experience of someone they deeply, deeply care for, someone they have committed their life to, committing serious and egregious harm. (that, or they have, and like anti-abortion folks who get abortions for themselves when push comes to shove, they come up with narratives about how their situation was the most singular and special situation in the entire world, and nothing else like that could ever happen to anyone else.)
but like... when you run into that situation IRL, you generally find it's not ever as simple as kicking someone out, or rolling up with your crew and beating them until they promise to move somewhere else. they have complex relationships within the community, some of which aren't going to be willing to cut them off entirely no matter what they did. family relationships--regardless of biology, "family" in the broader sense of "chosen bonds of unconditional love and lifelong commitment"--are notably often capable of weathering severe strain, and that can include shit like "you're still my sister even if you murdered someone."
and people who commit harm IRL have complex and multifaceted reasons for committing that harm, some of which can be systemic in nature. this isn't to say that the harm doesn't exist, or that their actions are excused or justified by those reasons, but when you have an intimate relationship with someone and are privy to the complexities of the situation, those reasons do often materially complicate situations beyond just "beat the villain up and save the victims." if the serious harm someone is enacting is materially pressured by systemic factors, it's incredibly unlikely that it will change or stop if they're forced to move cities and cut off from their former relationships. in fact, when we're talking about abuse and trauma that's partially enacted due to material systemic pressure, it's more likely that someone will become even more unstable and volatile when forced to rebuild their life, and continue to enact even worse harm due to their decreased supports and increased vulnerability.
like... we're all damn well aware that when we, as abolitionists, talk about this shit, we're not talking about jeff bezos. we're not even talking about joe smith two neighborhoods over with a six-figure salaried position and a 401k that he started in the 70s. we're talking about the people in our abolitionist communities, who are victim to generational poverty, who are usually disabled, trans, nonwhite. we're people who don't have the option to just find a new job and start over in a new city one day. and we're people who exist at the nexus of intense, violent societal pressures pushing us to harm one another, to use what little hierarchical power we can get against each other, to commit real and lasting violent harm. that shit is complex in reality. that shit isn't addressed by a pithy "kill your local rapist" patch or a tweet questioning why anyone's still talking to [insert transfem who abused someone here].
and like. it's hard! it's upsetting and difficult and miserable to get into the weeds of "why did someone do what awful thing they did and how do we actually materially reduce the likelihood of that happening." because the answers usually don't involve forcing them to move or forcing everyone who speaks to them to cut them off or beating them, in reality, and even though those answers feel good and feel like real solutions, they're not only unrealistic, they also usually actually make future harm of the same kind more likely. and it's hard to wrap our heads around the fact that people will continue to hurt each other in profoundly horrific ways until we learn to dismantle the systems enabling that harm and heal the dysfunction within individuals that makes them feel like that harm was justifiable and necessary. that sucks. but in the end, i think it's the only... realistic way forward? because the ~just kick em out~ ~just kill em~ line is so, so ungrounded in reality.
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zivazivc · 3 months
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I'm gonna take some time to digest and think about that comic before I come to a decision. The decision being whether to continue to support you or just leave you be.
If I decide to leave you be, just know that there are no hard feelings, okay?
You are on anon so I don't know if this is someone who I've talked to before, but either way, yes, no hard feelings. I completely understand. It's the internet, anyone can unfollow anyone for any reason, but also I know this is an uncomfortable topic and even triggering to some, and some people are just not here for that. I was contemplating posting it for a while for this reason.
I do kinda want to point out that the purpose was/is not to fetishize a relationship with a minor and I will never fetishize or glorify that ever. It's wrong and unhealthy even if there's no malicious intent present. (am pointing it out because I got a bunch of asks about it and I'm 🧍) But this is fiction, and I portrayed the scenes the way that I did mainly because I made the comic from Floyd's perspective and I wanted to get in his head and show what exactly he was feeling in that moment. If the end result makes you feel uncomfortable or "flustered" (I don't think I'm using the right English word) in a certain icky way, that was kind of the point and I believe should be a normal reaction from an adult.
I spent my high school years (normally 15-19yo, but it was more like 14-22+) living in a dorm in the country's capitol and I attended a vocational school for visual arts that is pretty notorious for having a drug problem (I'm talking about mostly weed) and being full of weirdos (students free and comfortable expressing themselves and experimenting with expressing themselves but weirdos is the used term lol). The dorm is also located very near the city's subcultural center (look up Ljubljana Metelkova if you want, it's kind of what I imagine the underground scenes the bandmates visit looking like) which is like a hangout place for subcultures like punks and metalheads and the lgbtq. Anyway coming from living my whole life in a rural village where I still played with toys to somewhere like that was an insane shock to me. I sometimes felt like a toddler around young adults in a big city. And it was whiplash for many other teens too, some of whom quickly fell into bad crowds and spiraled, often those who came from bad home situations or controlling parents (heck some even came from elementary schools already doing problematic things). The amount of rumors of things happening in that dorm and school (drugs, sex, messing around with older teens/adults, whatever)... (I'm not saying it was like a concerning percentage of students but it was happening) Some of these people who made some bad choices were and some still are my friends, some of whom still struggle with some things today and it's heartbreaking.
Anyway where I was going with this is that in high school I was always kind of the anti all of that (to the point it had the opposite effect on me where I didn't even try out the normal teenage things) and just thinking "what the fuck is wrong with these people?" And recently, when my headcanons for Floyd started going in the direction that they have, I started wondering the same thing. Just not in a judgemental way this time. More like I want to dissect this situation carefully and understand it from everyone's perspective and see what lead up to it. I've always been very fascinated by morally gray and dark fiction for this reason and this is right up that alley.
So yeah, this isn't for everyone, and I can't hold a grudge if anyone unfollows me for it. But what I'm doing here is inspired a lot by real life situations and my weird deep dives into articles about trauma and its effects (also pretty sure I'm also processing some of my own personal emotions through these blorbos but I am not going into that), and I feel like I'm taking a pretty realistic approach to it (if you ignore the fact that this is fucking Trolls). I'm just slowly exploring how a relationship between a teen who comes from a sheltered almost cultish upbringing (pop trolls live in a concentration camp and are dealing with the horrors by singing and enjoying every minute of their every day like life is a ticking time bomb) and a young adult who never got a chance to grow up because he never experienced a childhood and is suddenly being liked by someone for the first time in his life (I'll talk more about Les some other time), would develop into hopefully something okay for both of them. Because I do want them to both be okay in the end. And I'm sharing some of my brainworms online for anyone who's interested. I just can't share ALL of my brain worms and sometimes I forget that people don't have a view of what's going on in my head. Yeah... This answer became long for no other reason except that I can't sleep because I posted that comic, damn. That's what I get for dropping that bombshell on top of what was mostly fun "comedic" posts about the AU so far.
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ornithia · 1 year
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lmao i got blocked for this
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i, a living, breathing, real-life existing aroace individual, a literal example of the very category you specifically attempted to white-knight, asked a genuine question regarding the puritanical "white-washing" of the general identity to which i and several of my peers belong to - but i suppose confronting your own bigotry was just too much to handle, eh?
let's go over your "values":
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so you're not a "radical inclusionist" (w/e that means) ... but by your own logic, excluding certain marginalised groups (such as the select "undesirable" and "dirty" asexuals that do not fit the pure stereotype mold) precisely means you're also not a real leftist, but a "Republican in training" (this is literally YOUR own definition in YOUR own words)
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so ... people like you, then? also awfully convenient that all of this info that constitutes blocking was hidden below a read-more, btw. (also, you commented on someone ELSE's post. i'd say that's fair game - maybe DON'T comment publicly at all if you truly don't want to engage with anyone, especially not if you're requiring them to read a whole TOS essay of your "voids" and "warranties")
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this one was a little further down ... buddy. MOST people who ship alastor are asexuals themselves, safely exploring their identities and analysing their experiences through a fictional proxy. i can ASSURE you the majority of us are not aphobic, we're simply diverse, as human beings are wont to be. trying to fit us all into a neat little box and weeding out those who do not fit your standards or rhetoric, on the other hand - now THAT'S aphobic as all shit
going over the DNI list now and:
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lmao WHAT. please research the history of humanity and the arts, i GUARANTEE you that most people who've written/created analogs of terrible things (since the very dawn of human creativity) have not PERSONALLY engaged in horrific deviancy so much as commentated on it, in order to make a point about its horrors and use it to tell a greater message. (also "predators in the making" is literally a dog whistle used in right-wing circles, specifically the ones that embrace terf-rhetoric, are homophobic, anti-feminist, and pro-censorship with the intended goal of resetting society to the "nuclear family" aka institute a social order in which the queers don't exist, women exist purely to spread their legs and pop out babies for their masters Men, children are DANGEROUSLY isolated and taught to be ignorant of the world that exists beyond their neighborhood so that when they eventually grow up they end up xenophobic Adults unable to cope with the notions of Different and New and far less able to creatively relate, empathise, or put themselves in others' shoes, for better or worse.
also, THIS is why ACTUAL critical thinking matters, and not just lazy broad strokes of some supposed "general morality", like holy shit you'd think you'd realise this given you consider yourself a "💜Beginner Satantic-Pagan Witch" and all the maligned things that THAT would imply based on a surface-level understanding of satan/lucifer's origins without actual research into the religion, like - based on the name alone, most people would assume you have a sadistic and LAUGHABLY disproportionate desire to see humans suffer due to a petty and envious "sibling rivalry" over the fact that god doted on humans just a little "too much" for lucifer's personal liking (per the canonical texts of the abrahamic religions)
OBVIOUSLY that's not the case, as there's ALWAYS more to the picture; you criticals should try applying this philosophy more often, you all seem so miserable all the time it's hard to imagine how this COULDN'T help
as for the rest of the list ... honestly, it isn't terrible. MOST of it is reasonable. pity, as we could've potentially been friends - had you just chosen to NOT speak on behalf of ALL asexuals with 0 consideration for our varied and complex nuance and spooked yourself into blocking me over a reality check
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tokiro07 · 5 months
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Cipher Academy ch.51 thoughts
[Namasu the Employed Ninja]
(Contents: Namasu analysis, Iroha analysis)
This was a nice little introductory chapter for Namasu, probably the classmate that we've gotten the least information on thus far. At the very least, I think this is the first time we've ever heard her speak without being censored
Naturally she speaks in code, reducing her sentences down to only two syllables at most it looks like, though I'm not sure if this is a code that was made up for her or if it's something that's associated with ninjas conceptually
Because this was her introduction, I don't think we have a lot to go off of here, but there were a couple of interesting details. The most notable of course was that Nohime referred to her as Giri Namasu rather than Akina Namasu. Is Akina an alias? Are these alternate readings of the same kanji? Is this a different Namasu? We likely won't know for a while, but I won't be taken off guard if this is a different person altogether
Secondly, when Namasu stayed behind to continue solving the sliding mat puzzle, she stated that she had a dream, and we can assume one that she's willing to bet her life on. We obviously don't know what that dream is yet, but let's look at the puzzle she was trying to solve specifically: ninja of varying rank making moves to get a princess to safety, potentially at the cost of their own lives. That's surprisingly on the nose, wouldn't you say? Namasu, the ninja, is the personal guard for Nohime, the princess, so her dream most likely revolves around Nohime, possibly trying to free her from some kind of oppression brought on by her family. The exact details don't really matter right now, but the main point is that she's willing to die to make it happen
Nohime recommended Namasu for the expedition team specifically because she expected her to get along with Iroha, but based on this puzzle, I imagine that she wanted Iroha's personality to rub off on Namasu. Iroha's MO this entire time has been to keep everyone safe even at the cost of victory, a sort of anti-Pyrrhic victory, but based on what we just saw, Namasu is the self-sacrificing type who only considers the objective and not the means. Iroha, ignoring the conventions of "war," sees the route to survival rather than the route to victory, because the two are synonymous to him. This philosophy of valuing everyone equally will no doubt come back in Namasu's story when she has to make a choice between herself, Nohime, and possibly even the rest of the class
Come to think of it, that's what happened with Oboro last chapter, isn't it? Oboro made a deliberate choice to sacrifice herself for Iroha and Kasuri's sake rather than sacrificing them or simply going down with them as Iroha likely would have wanted. This is exactly the kind of thing that Iroha would rather avoid, but he was in a position that made it impossible for him to prevent it
It's also interesting that Kasuri is on guard around Namasu after the events with Karigane (though she denies it's related) considering that Karigane also was operating on Iroha's philosophy: "as long as you've made it home alive, you've won." Unlike Iroha who wants to achieve this by keeping everyone together and relying on their unique strengths, Karigane chose to focus on individual skill levels, weeding out anyone who couldn't hold their own as too weak to risk keeping around. She was protecting them, yes, but in a way that disrespects them as members of the team. Meanwhile, Iroha throws himself into harms way to protect Kasuri from incoming shuriken or reenters the collapsing room to help Namasu not because they're so weak that they need protecting, but because he understands that there's strength in numbers and won't abandon his team
Exposure to Iroha's unique sense of survival and community should, theoretically, help Namasu improve her own self-preservation instincts while also showing her how to use them to her advantage in making her dream come true, whatever it may be. Even if I'm wrong about the specifics, I do hope that this is a sign that Nohime values Namasu, the same way that Toshusai values Omamuro and Yugata. I'd certainly enjoy seeing more development for the Nohime Faction and getting some parallels to Toshusai's group
See you all next time
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filthyfundie · 2 years
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hey, i was kind of struggling with this and i was wondering if you have any advice? so i want to be a good person and i'm against racism, homophobia/transphobia, anti abortion and i wouldn't want to be friends with them. however, when making new friends outside of the internet how do i know they are not that? also what is the limit you are willing to be friends with someone? if i set my limit to that, what if other ppl get mad if im friends with someone who has diff opinion (like the trial)
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I want to give you a hug so bad. There is so much weight on your shoulders that does not need to be there. But I do think this is a struggle that a lot of people in this community will find relatable.
I'm going to try not to harp on too much about social media /internet culture, but there's still a lot that I want to say so adding a cut (:
People aren't all bad or all good. Out of all my closest friends and family there is NO ONE that I agree with fully on every point. it's even less with casual friends. And that is something that is actually really important to me. Disagreement rarely means immediate conflict at every encounter. I love having discussions with people who have different theologies, backgrounds, aspirations, etc. from myself.
Overall this is a super personal journey and there isn't any standard measure of what you should accept. And the truth is you'll probably have different metrics for different people.
As for "how you know" you kind of just will with time. There will be signs even in casual conversation, probably indicators on social media, you can probably make educated guesses via how you meet these people or what friends you have in common.
Regarding other people getting upset over who you're friends with- I mean that's just a maturity thing. While I do believe "birds of a feather" , again, you're just not going to have anyone you agree with totally. And it's a super stressful standard to put on yourself or anyone else. You're just not a bad person for getting along with people who may be different from you.
Friendships come in different flavors. You're going to have your highest tier, closest circle and these people will probably agree with you on the major points. But you can also have friends that maybe you have just have specific things in common with and you enjoy their company and you never talk politics - that's still valuable and okay to have.
Regarding if it's acceptable to be friends with people who are highly religious with the caveat that you could possibly influence them. You're not here to be anyone's savior. That's not your value as a person, your friendship and existence is worthy just because it's coming from you. It's also not very kind to befriend someone who is maybe very conservative / religious / ect. under the hope that you'll be able to change a core part of their identity. If you meet someone and you get along and they happen to be under one of these umbrellas , you can still just be their friend. And if they become open to conversations about things you don’t agree great! But don’t ever pursue anyone because you’re hoping to change them - platonic or romantic.
This kind of leans into an issue that’s finally starting to get more recognition in leftist circles which is that we can’t isolate if we want change.
Individuals contain complexities and nuance - be open minded, kind, genuine, curious. You’re probably not going to want to be friends who argue with you at every turn. You’re not going to be friends with people who are against equality. These people will naturally weed themselves out.
Really the most important advice I can give here I think is to be kind to yourself. Don’t tolerate people being disrespectful to you, over your beliefs or anything else. Don’t keep people around who drain you or make you feel bad. Allow yourself to connect with various kinds of folks. Keep an open mind but know what matters to you.
It’s complex and it’s simple but I promise it gets easier with practice and with confidence.
<3
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lyxthen · 1 year
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Shit about my neighbors that worries me:
1. They put noise. Outright noise. Very loud. Might be some sort of psychological warfare sponsored by the US government.
2. They are from the US!!! Their car has a licence plate from Florida (it's really pretty I must admit).
3. They needed up in the emergency room (I think one of them had a seizure?) and my mom had to attend them (she works in the ER of the nearest hospital). Turns out, they are also anti vaxxers, anti-mask, and the lady having the issue refused care as soon as she was awake because she doesn't trust medicine. This was a public hospital btw, you don't have to pay for that shit here.
4. They have a child. That never gets out. We can hear the child from time to time, but we have never seen them. They speak full sentences, but only in English.
5. They smoke weed, which isn't a bad thing at all, but given the stuff described earlier it's just painting a picture of shitty hippies trying to connect with the land in this foreign magical place or some weird shit like that. Which would explain why their noises sound vagely like "ritual" music but sci-fi (are they invoking Godzilla?)
6. They have an un-spayed cat and she goes on heat and the poor thing is suffering but they probably think it's unnatural and bad to spay the cat so they just don't.
7. They don't say hi to anyone. My mom thinks it's because they are racist. I like to think they are just introverted, but once in a while they throw away these massive parties to which they invite all their fellow white American friends.
8. I'm seriously concerned for their child. If it is their child at all in the first place.
9. They make rent more expensive because of gentrification. Which sucks.
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tjmystic · 1 year
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#but i'd rather post about stupid celebrity drama than fixate on the hell hole that is this country
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
I do NOT have time for this, so someone else, PLEASE adopt this fic idea. I need to read it.
I’m talking a Steddie Bodyguard!AU.
Eddie is a famous rockstar receiving mysterious death threats from a stalker (yes, it’s Jason) who thinks his music is an actual conduit for Satan, Steve is the bodyguard hired to protect him, and they absolutely despise each other. Until they don’t.
Also including Hopper as Steve's "dad" who lets them use his safe house to hide in, Robin as Steve's partner in the CIA/FBI/whatever organization you want him to be a part of, and Dustin who assigned himself as the tech analyst for the case cause he's such a big fan of Eddie's.
They can be complete strangers, they can have history from having gone to the same high school, I do not care, I just need this story to exist.
If you need further inspiration, behold this dude playing “I Have Nothing” on the electric guitar, and this other dude playing “I Will Always Love You”. Now tell me you don’t want this.
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Shoutout to Jonathan for STILL being the only member of the main cast not to go into the Upside Down.
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No but we totally should have gotten a moment where Eddie meets Jonathan and Argyle and is like, “Fucking finally, I love these kids, but I need a smoke, man.” And you just KNOW that Steve would be jealous about it. So cue him watching the three of them walk off together (and not just, you know, joining in, even though we all know he’s smoked weed before, too) and muttering under his breath:
Steve: Oh, great, somebody ELSE is leaving me for Jonathan Byers. Perfect. Jonathan’s all punk and stuff, and that’s basically the same thing as metal. He likes that band The Crack or whatever. He isn’t some rich loser who had everything handed to him. Yeah, Eddie probably loooooooves Jonathan, with his normal hair and his art stuff and his ability to beat people up and his weed-dealing best friend named after a sock and—
Robin: ... 0_o... are you okay, Steve? Also, are you talking about The Clash?
Steve: *bangs head on desk* Now YOU’RE gonna leave me for Byers, too!
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Can we collectively want to murder Kanye without turning it into an anti-Black thing? This isn't Black people vs. Jewish people. This is one Nazi fuckhead who needs the shit kicked out of him and who happens to be Black.
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My #1 post of 2022
Don't know if anyone else has mentioned it, but I love that he's making the same face here. It's so precious and fond c:
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themollyzone · 2 years
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I went to a music NFT party
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My weed gummy was kicking in as I got off the B57 bus in a lonesome area of Bushwick. I was on my way to the Brooklyn Mirage, a gigantic roofless club that can put on regular high-volume, light-spattered concerts until the wee-est hours of the morning due to the fact that it is near no residential buildings. Its neighbors are warehouses with business names like Best Choice Trading Corporation. I was going to see a slate of DJs perform as part of a large party thrown by several music web3 companies. These companies promised in their promotional verbiage nothing less than the future of music. I love music (it is my favorite thing) and so I thought it would be good for me to experience this future firsthand.
The party was officially called "MODA presents Music3 Live Launch NYC," and it was an unofficial event for the conference called NFT NYC, which concerns the present and future of the collectible and tradeable pieces of digital data known as non-fungible tokens. The titular MODA is a DAO—a decentralized autonomous organization, which is a structure that I and maybe also you have been hearing more and more about through the advent of what is called Web3. Web3 is a new concept for the internet, and the big-picture philosophy of Web3 is that the internet could and should be decentralized, with the ownership of the internet going to people, not corporations.
I'm writing all of this to teach myself about it as much as to tell you about it. I want to understand it. I don't like the idea of being left in the past by technology. I want to keep an open mind, and I am also genuinely interested in a different and better future that might be possible through an evolution in the way we think about technology. I'm standing in the forest under the hovering UFO: I want to believe.
The way web3 tends to capture the public imagination right now is through a chaotic series of aesthetic and organizational bungles: a group of people botching the collective purchase of Jodorowsky's Dune's IP; an anti-woke artistic collective's ringleader revealed to have super-dark internet origins; a series of incredibly ugly randomized iterations of cartoon monkeys that cost thousands of dollars and are as easily stolen as acquired. It doesn't feel simple to explain the possibilities of what web3 is on a technological scale to anyone who isn't already quite tech-savvy—hell, I don't know how it works myself—and it's far simpler to explain web3’s limitations to outsiders through its failures.
I found out about this Brooklyn Mirage party, which had a lineup that included British dubstep trio NERO and rodentially-helmeted producer deadmau5, the previous weekend. I was at the Brooklyn Mirage for a different show, and a man in a t-shirt depicting the Pulp Fiction character Winston "The Wolf" Wolf told me about it when we were chatting at the bar while my husband purchased Jagermeister shots and beers. The man said he was in town for NFT NYC, which bills itself as "the leading annual non-fungible token event" and offers four days of presentations with titles like "The NFT Cinematic Universe: Tokenizing Video Creation, Royalties, and Streaming Stack with NFTs." I went home and didn't even think about attending the concert until I got a promotional email from the Brooklyn Mirage the next day offering tickets for $17.50. Normally Mirage tickets can run you at least $40 or $50, if not higher, so this was a sweet deal, and I love deals. (Later on I’d hear from an attendee that a huge number of web3 companies offered free tickets, so I might have actually bought one of the most expensive tickets to the show…ah well, nevertheless.)
The morning of "MODA presents Music3 Live Launch NYC," a different NFT NYC-adjacent event came to my attention. I watched a series of Twitter videos of the band LCD Soundsystem playing a sparsely attended and seemingly low-energy party thrown by the creators of Bored Ape Yacht Club. BAYC is probably the most well-known NFT project running right now, and at least among my internet sphere, they are also the most mocked NFT project. LCD Soundsystem onstage at Ape Fest 2022 emanated an aura of muddled embarrassment. At least it did for me—I’m a big fan of the band. An unfortunate signature of our modern times is cool people doing uncool things. So I was even more curious about the party I was going to: I knew Brooklyn Mirage was a fabulous venue that crafted immaculate vibes through its killer audiovisual capabilities. Would an NFT party there suck?
When I entered the venue shortly after 11pm (11pm on a Tuesday!) the air was warm, the sky threatened rain but didn't release any, and the open-air arena that comprised the main part of the venue was buzzing but not yet heaving with people. My brain started firing like a restaurant ticket machine spitting out orders. My judgment sensors went into overdrive. Who was here for NFT stuff, and who just liked deadmau5? The crowd skewed quite young. Clothing was casual and functional—hoodies, sneakers, graphic t-shirts—with occasional instances of young women in revealing, vibrant clubwear. The VIP section that wrapped around the venue's upper limits contained people of an older demographic, and their elevated status suggested they could be the "power players" of the scene, possibly the ones throwing the party. I gave them a nod from the plebe zone. 
Part of my judgmental short-circuiting came out of a sense that I couldn't yet parse the aesthetic signifiers of what was happening around me. What does a web3 person dress like? When I moved to New York a decade ago, I worked for a tech start-up that was part of a clear aesthetic delineation: "Silicon Alley," a cohort that got its start during the '90s NYC tech boom. Executives and higher-ups, usually male, wore button-downs and jeans and elegant eyeglasses, and sometimes sported performance fleece vests over their shirts. Engineers, usually male, wore plain t-shirts and hoodies. I'm now in a creative industry where people pretty much wear whatever they like, and I've also been working from home for over two years, so I don't know what's going on anymore.
A DJ who I am 99% sure was called Noizu was onstage playing house music. The stage lights were pulsating robustly but the gigantic 200-foot-wide, 30-foot-tall LED video board (a recent renovation to the Mirage's setup) was dark. MODA had promised "mind-bending immersive visuals" as part of the program. It's possible they were saving the good stuff for deadmau5, but I was surprised to see the big screen under-utilized regardless, considering the digital-art nature of NFTs. Whither the JPEGS??
The specific purpose of the party was to launch MODA's vision of a "Music3 framework" through something called "MODA Genesis NFT technology": to my understanding, basically a way to purchase and own unique, possibly limited-edition morsels of musical data as collectible tokens. Some of the performing artists, like BRUX and the aforementioned Noizu, would have as-yet-unreleased songs dropping as NFTs over the course of the night. You could acquire a free version of the song or bid on a "1-of-1" which was described as "represent[ing] the moment a song is born into the world, like a first-press vinyl capturing a collectible sonic data moment." These music NFTs were created by "a proprietary Audio Fingerprinting algorithm" that could "stamp a song’s sonic data"; "a visualization of that encoded data" would also be part of the purchased package. None of these words are in the Bible.
Given the ecstatic promotional language on the MODA site, I was expecting a heartily branded event. Plus, every sponsored party I've been to has been heartily branded. I'll never forget a party I once went to in 2012 that had financial support from Motorola so they could promote their Motorola Maxx phone; they handed out t-shirts that said MOTOROLA MAXX on them and the free cocktail they offered was a "Motorola Maxx Martini." But other than a large poster of a QR code for MODA that took you to an informational website, the branding at Brooklyn Mirage was sparse. This surprised me too, but maybe this was part of the decentralization I had heard so much about. Vibes first, shilling later.
I danced a little by myself, but then my thoughts really started to race. I leaned against the back wall of the club, feeling uncharacteristically self-conscious about being alone, being high on the marijuana, not knowing how the fuck the blockchain worked, and not being young. I recently re-read "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" and was unexpectedly moved by the insecurity expressed by the poem's aging speaker. As I climb the ladder of my thirties, I sometimes feel deliriously confident, held lovingly by the universe, unconcerned with the trivial shit I bothered with when I was younger and greener. And then sometimes I find myself identifying with Prufrock, bumbling along the beach with my trousers rolled: "I grow old...I grow old..."
having a Good Time, not feeling weird at all
The floor was really starting to fill up with young people. The vibes were good and people were smiling and clustering in small groups. There was a guy in the back shuffling with élan who had no hair on his head, wearing a Charlie Brown-style yellow and black shirt, like a true human representation of the Charlie Brown cartoon. I overheard a girl say to her friends, incredulously, "You know what my fucking nipples look like!" I decided to speak to some strangers, a thing I love to do in any circumstance. My opening question was asking people if they were there for the NFT stuff or for the music. The handful of people I spoke to generally came for the music, but were also quite tech-savvy, intelligent, curious-minded, and definitely didn't sneer at the concept of NFTs.
I talked with a person who runs a continuous stream of AI metal music on YouTube about how the movie The Matrix might have single-handedly made using the internet seem sexy instead of dorky. I talked with a group of young men, all friends from college, who spoke eloquently about the use of sub-bass on deadmau5's new single "xyz." One of them had bought and refurbished a broken Microsoft Zune and played "xyz" on it, and showed me the photo they'd taken of the moment, and it made me so happy. I found myself, in the end, marveling at the unbelievable diversity of people, of the many ways to be a person, the many ways we can all spend our time, the interesting things we can make.  When I get lost in the sauce of online news about alt-right anime art and amateur crypto investors betting the farm and losing, I feel very anxious about the future. When I simply talk to people in person, it is hard not to feel optimistic. What is a less fungible token than an IRL human interaction?
I ended up leaving before deadmau5 started to DJ. The music was starting to get more intense and exciting, and there was the possibility I could shake off my weirdness and just dance, but I'd had some nice chats and didn't want to break the spell of a good time. A thing about me is that I always want to leave on a high note. On my ride home, my Lyft driver told me about his upcoming trip to Nepal, where he was planning on doing one of his favorite activities: jumping off a mountain with a parachute attached to his back and gliding over the countryside. "You have to travel. It cleans the toxins out of your cells and makes your heart beat stronger," he told me.
The morning after the party, I signed up for my first crypto wallet, and tried to access one of the free unreleased MODA music NFTs that launched at some point during the party. I am sorry to report that I was unable to do so. I cannot tell if it is because I don't understand how a crypto wallet works, or if the free NFTs just ran out before I could get one, or if I was supposed to buy some of one kind of currency and then transfer it to another sort of token in order to access the NFT. I clicked a bunch of buttons and giggled at my own ineptness.
At least the audio of the BRUX and Noizu NFT songs (BRUX’s song appears to be a 2017 demo, and Noizu’s, I think, is brand new) were playable online. The tokens weren't accessible to me, but the music could still be heard. I wouldn’t get to experience whatever a proprietary audio fingerprint is, but that was fine. I was humbled by technology but not frustrated. There was no need to freak out yet.
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Band of Brothers High school au part1
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Note:Also here's a pic of Speirs because he's my husbando
Richard "Dick" Winters
-Is a senior and yes he does know what college he wants to go to and yes he has his life figured out
-Swim team captain and yes he has a leatherman jacket but he doesn't usually wear it sadly
-I feel like he was on the golf team but realize he couldn't concentrate on his grades and he wanted to dedicate his entire time to swimming so he quit in his sophomore year
-Is an A+ student but he won't brag about it infact he stays after school to help students raise their grades up in classes they have trouble with
-Yes he is dating Lewis "secretly" but really no one's fooled like really who's going to believe you spend your entire off period in the bathroom like what
Lewis Nixon
-He does drink alcohol and yes he is 18 but who are you going to tell that cares enough to do something I mean his dad is the mayor
-Is a C- student I swear he's smarter it's just if people knew that he would constantly be getting texts asking for help and Lewis is to drunk to help or even care
-Yes he has the most up-to-date technology but he won't brag infact he breaks them any chance he gets like damn Lew calm down
-Yes he made the school have a Dog appreciation club and yes he is the president of it what are you gonna do about it
-Dick tells him to keep their Relationship a secret but Dick bro we're seniors who cares
Carwood Lipton
-Also is an A+ and yes he also helps the students after school heck I'll dare say even more than Dick
-Senior and yes he does have a car but please don't take advantage of him because if you ask him to drive you around he he will never tell you no
-Has never skipped class not even when Speirs asks him to yeah I know brave
-I feel like Lipton helps the librarians so much that they gave him an authorized key from the office to lock or unlock the library if necessary
-Yes he dates Speirs and yes he's even more "secretive" than Dick but like again we are not idiots Lip it's a small town we see you guys eating out at restaurants together
Ronald "Sparky" Speirs
-Is a Senior and is an A- student and doesn't mind if you ask him for help just don't do it in front of people ok he has a tough guy persona to uphold got it
-No debating about this but he wears a leather jacket and has a motorcycle that Lip disapproves of and refuses to ride
-He drinks and he smokes on and off school campus he doesn't care and he also skips class but the reason he hasn't been caught yet is because nobody can find where he is and when you do you better be good friends because he does not like his alone time to be interrupted
-Is actually a really nice guy and will kick any bullies ass he also is the one who has been putting up those mysterious anti bully posters but sshhh don't tell anyone
-I mean he doesn't care who knows about his relationship with Lip but he loves Lip so he won't tell anybody but if you find out about it he won't deny it
Lynn "Buck" Compton
-Is your all American Boy ok
-Plays football, flirts with the cheerleaders, has highschool parties, drinks, lifts weights, proudly wears a Leatherman jacket, and other jock stereotypes you can think about
-But he isn't an idiot ok he gets A's and like Speirs will kick a bully's ass if you tell him that you are getting harassed
-Is also a Senior and is not afraid to flaunt it like if someone a grade below him is talking smack he'll just pat their head and say something like be quiet youngster you haven't lived your life yet
-I'm a just say it if he's interested in you better be prepared to be sought after because when this guy like really loves someone he will do anything for them and I mean he will do anything even accept the fact that they don't love him like that so please be careful with his heart
Johnny Martin
-Is a Junior but for some reason is respected by all the Seniors even Speirs respects him I said respect not feared though so don't get it twisted
-Is a A student but is striving to be more so don't ask him to help you because the answer will be no however to get his help you would have to actually be like struggling I mean F- as your grade because then will he reluctantly help you
-Is dating Bull but it's so casual that if you didn't know and someone told you you wouldn't be surprised
-Yes he smokes and no he will not share but believe me when I say if he is jokingly flirting with you he will pretend like he's about to give you a cigarette but when you reach for it he'll blow smoke in your face and kiss your cheek
-Goes to the school's book club on Saturdays and everytime he is disappointed to see Webster show up
Denver "Bull" Randleman
-Is a B+ student and I mean he tries but he's to busy playing basketball to care
-Is another Junior the Seniors respect but this time there's a reason and it's because all the Seniors made a bet with a rival school cough cough The Pacific cough cough and the bet was who ever won the up coming basketball game will be given the title best school in town and will be allowed to claim the Salt and Pepper diner (yes John Mulaney reference) as their hangout spot and as you expected Bull had won that game for them earning him the nickname Bull actually for his amazing defence
-Does have a Leatherman jacket but unlike Dick is not afraid to wear it around and will be mad if you touch it or I wouldn't advise it though wear it at least not without his permission however he will graciously give/force the person he holds close enough to his heart to wear it wither it be Johnny or um reader
-instead of cigars he has weed and he gets it from George who by the way still refuses to tell him where he gets it from so it's a first come first serve kind of thing and he will be pissed if you make him miss his chance to get his bag of weed
-He has a truck that be loves more than Johnny and if you scratch it he will find out and he will kick your ass
Harry Welsh
-He's a Junior but he hangs around the Seniors cough Dick and Lew cough so much at first glance you wouldn't believe he was a Junior
-Ok their is a rumor going around school that he is the weed guru (which is true) however he won't say because then the police will get involved and he refuses to shut down his business like how else will he pamper kitty with gifts and still get to smoke weed at the same time
-For some damn reason he is an A+ student and yes he doesn't cheat like those are authentic grades he earned with his smarts yes I know surprising
-He used to run track but now he just sells weed and worships Kitty but if you think for a second he isn't fast then you better be careful because if you ever bet anything valuable and ask to race him you can kiss that item good bye real quick
-Did I mention he worships Kitty well then if talking to him you better be prepared to listen to him brag about Kitty all day and night because this man loves him some Kitty and he will kick anyone's ass if they flirt or insult her in front of him or behind his back
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Hi! Saw your post and I would love to request some Aralas, there isn't enough of it! Anything modern AU would be awesome, but I haven't been able to let go of the idea of camper Aragorn and forest/park ranger Legolas ever since it popped into my head. Thanks for your time and work, regardless of what you end up writing for anyone!
This isn’t very long so I might do a part two. I’ll see what else I think of. Thank you for the request, friend! -Freddie 
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Legolas sighed as his radio went off. Another camper in a restricted area of the camp ground. Yes it was a state park, but also, those areas were closed off because they were dangerous.
With annoyance heavy in his chest, Legolas made his way over to the restricted area. He had, at some point, been chosen as the one to go and clear campers out of the areas they weren’t supposed to be in. One of his coworkers told him it was because he was the lightest on his feet of any of the workers. If anyone was least likely to find an improperly capped mine or something by falling into it, it was Legolas. 
Legolas followed the tracks of who (going by the weight) he assumed was man. The last thing he expected was to find a man collecting flowers from a patch under a tree. He was usually chasing little kids trying to follow a squirrel or rabbit out of the area. Every once in a while it was lost hiker.
“Excuse me, sir? You’re not allowed over here. There’s been reports of landslides recently so this area is closed off until it’s deemed safe,” Legolas explained. 
The man with dark wavy, shoulder length hair turned to Legolas and the blond was shocked with how attractive he was. His eyes were a combination of teal and silver that he’d never seen before. The man’s chin had light stumble and his skin was lightly sun tanned. 
“I know. This is just the best place to find this kind of flower. I almost have enough and then I’ll get out of your hair. I’ve been gathering herbs and roots from this area for years. You don’t need to worry about me.” The main tucked a strand of hair behind his ear. “I told the man at the gate who I was. He must have forgotten.” 
“And who are you?” Legolas often got annoyed with these “hippies”. At least this one wasn’t smoking weed back there like the last one was. 
“Aragorn. I’m a holistic healer. Rather than ordering the herbs I use, I find them locally. People with colds, fevers, infected wounds, and so on come to me. There are many more skilled than I, but you have to drive for a couple of days to get to the closest one better than me.” 
“You heal people with plants?” The park ranger raised an eyebrow. 
Aragorn stood, holding the collect of flowers in his hand. “What’s your name?”
“Legolas.” 
“I’ll tell you all about my occupation if you let me buy you a drink after your shift. A friend of mine showed me a pretty fun inn not too far from here.” 
“Your friend owns an inn? I knew there were still pubs, but inns are pretty rare.” 
“They’re trying to keep it older fashioned to keep traditions. The building was built almost 150 years ago. Other strengthening the building and cleaning some things up, it hasn’t been remodeled. Trust me, it’s a site to see.” 
“Alright. I’ll see your friend’s inn.” Legolas smirked a little. “I get off at five.” 
“I’ll pick you up then.” Aragorn smiled.
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“So you’re from the area?” Legolas asked Aragorn. They were sitting in a booth at the Prancing Pony, each of them with an ale. 
“I live in the area,” Aragorn corrected. “I’m actually from a number of states over. I always like this area better. The people are kinder, business is better. Some of my family moved east so it’s closer to them as well.” 
“I see. I’m not from here either. I came here for college- Forestry major- and fell in love with the area.” 
“How much do you know about the woods in the area. Being a park ranger, you’ve got to know quite a lot about the plants and things.” 
“Not really… I mean, if you want to know what trees are good for climbing, I can make you list. Other than identifying poison ivy, and a couple different kinds of berries, I’m lost.” 
“I’ll have to show you some of the herbs that grow in the area, these. Athelas grows heavily around here. It’s great for slowing down an infection so you can safely find the cause of it.” 
“Kingsfoil?” 
“As the locals call it, yes.” Aragorn took a sip of his ale. 
“So what else do you do in your job?” Legolas asked. “Other than risk your life in dangerous, closed of locations, of course.” 
“Well, there’s a lot of doing that,” Aragorn nodded and got a laugh from the blond. “Instead of treating illnesses and such with antibiotics, I simply use the medicinal properties of plants. Teas, compresses, soaks, politics. There are countless things you can do with plants. And yes, you can treat anxiety with more than lavender oil.” 
“What sorts of things have you treated?” 
“Colds and flus, mostly. Once in a while someone comes in with constant migraines or women have lady troubles and wanting an easier time of it. Sometimes some pulled a muscle or they aren’t getting enough iron. Nothing drastic or fancy. There are times when I have to send someone to a usual doctor because I can’t remove appendixes.” 
“That sounds more exciting than my job.” 
“Oh? What do you do most days?” 
“Walk around putting tickets on cars that don’t have a pass, telling people to stop leaving their burnt out cigarettes on the ground. I spend a lot of time chasing people out of restricted areas. Most of the time it’s a stray kid, some idiot smoking drugs. On time some got stuck in a tree and screamed for help. It’s never ended in me getting a drink with the person, though.” 
“I’m glad I could change up your routine then.”
“Where’s your office? Or what’s it called?” Legolas wondered. “I might stop by and see what you can do the next time my allergies kick up.” 
“A park ranger with allergies? That’s just cruel. It’s 819 Red Jacket Drive. I’ve got a number of things to treat allergies with. Don’t worry. I’ll even give you discount.” 
“Is that allowed?” Legolas chuckled. 
“Well, I own the business, rent the building, and write the rent off on my taxes. I’d say it’s allowed. I give my friends and family discounts. Same as any other business does.”
“You’re a generous and caring person,” Legolas nodded. “Teach me what these herbs look like and I’ll collect them for you when I’ve got nothing better to do.” 
“I’ll even pay you for what you bring me.” Aragorn suggested. “Before long I might be able to hire you as my assistant.” 
“I don’t know about that.” Legolas leaned forward slightly over the table. “I you hired me as your assistant, I don’t know how your patients would feel about you maybe dating your assistant.” 
“I’m the only chance in town that the anti-vaxers moms have. I’m not all kinds of worried about losing business over having a boyfriend.” Aragorn grinned. “I’m sure we can figure something out.”
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