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theredsuzuran · 3 years

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Douma x reader - Innocence

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Took me a long time to upload a new content am so sorry for the delay I was really busy with school assignments therefore I cannot manage the time to write. I apologize in advance for any grammatical errors on my behalf, I hope you enjoy.

Warning : Dark themes like gore, blood and violence, degradation and swearing, mature content.

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The moon shone brightly above the sky as it's light leak through the branches illuminating the famous building of the eternal paradise cult. A new set of followers rushed into the dwelling in hopes of fulfilling their selfish desires, diminishing their agonies and enriching their possessions. However a particular human with her tattered kimono seem not to be interested to convey anything although the people around her would die to witness even a glimpse of the charismatic leader as for now she was busy running along the wide long corridors

The sound of thumping footsteps echoed throughout the building as a herd of followers attempted on catching the miscreant who disrupted the peaceful atmosphere prevailing over the supreme cult. The already annoyed and frustrated people were all worked up to catch the energetic human who on the other hand have thoughts of escaping this place they called paradise. If only she was careful enough to notice her mother's strange behavior soon as they entered the place but how can you possibly blame an innocent little girl like her, or so she thought. Afraid she might lose sight of her treacherous mother who abandoned her just moments ago she desparety stumbled her way out although that didn't concerned her simple thinking process but that's exactly how complicated the situation was.

Turning one last time to look behind if those weird people were still following her or not when suddenly she bumped into a Tall muscular figure standing infront of her soft delicate frame she must have missed him approaching while focusing on looking behind. "Please just leave me alone!" The girl fumed coherently still overwhelmed by the amount of people rushing towards her like waves something that she was not accustomed with as for eighteen years she lived indoors interacting rarely with anyone and playing with dolls most of the time.

"Watch your tongue brat" one of the men standing beside the tall man spoke with disgust hinted in his voice. "Crouch down you insolent woman, where's your gratitude it's because of lord Douma's benevolence that you are still here or you'd be rotting in the street thanks to your mother", the people around her started whispering and murmuring behind her back but she was not bother since her senses were filled with newfound wrath how dare they insult your angel like mother? No longer able to contain your anger you shouted with tears "Then take me to my mother, I don't want to stay here alone".

"Your mother abandoned you here so shut up and deal with it, now move your way for master" the man grunted irritatedly motioning the other followers to grab her and take her away.

"No don't touch me" she wiggled under their grip rushing towards douma blocking him from entering the room by grabbing his arm tightly "I am not going anywhere until I know where my mother is" she cried loudly making the demon flinch with surprise, how pitiful the creature looked in his polychromatic eyes. He have seen many humans crying before him for obvious reasons which honestly have become his monotonous routine but somehow this girl acted quite weird being her age, interesting him enough to investigate. As he was about to speak the man beside him pushed the girl hashly making her lose her balance and fall on the wooden floor.

"How dare you touch master with your filthy hands bitch" he lift his hand to slap her tight in the face but someone grabbed his wrist just in time to save the girl from further humiliation.

"Silence" all the questioning glances, judging looks and whispering stopped at once as douma spoke nonchalantly making the latter shiver in regret.

"I am sorry douma sama" the man uttered in pure horror having no intentions to displease his beloved lord. "I was-"

"I don't want to see that happen again, understood?" He replied coldly still maintaining his wide smile as the previous chaos shifted into complete hush. The man lowered his head down with shame nodding silently. Douma averted his attention and glanced at the figure underneath making the girl jolt a bit but his once frightening demeanor changed into a cheerful and optimistic one in matter of second upon seeing her.

"Please take her to my chamber and treat her wounds" the man clapped with a wide grin plastered on his face. A group of female servants came rushing to help picking her up. The girl being too bewildered did not protested and simply follow his tone as if she was hypnotized by his neatly decorated persona.

The girl was immediately taken away without delay and as per douma he needed to attend his cult duties. First of all she was washed and changed into a beautiful kimono as soon as she stepped inside, then she was escorted into a room filled with antiques and lavish items which she have never seen. Her face lit up with fascination as she began venturing those decorative pieces.

"Looks like you have ease down a bit, good good" A familiar tone struck in her ears startling her a bit only to turn back and view the handsome cult leader although it was a bit strange because she did not heard anyone approaching.

"Aww did I scared you?" He laughed covering his face with golden fans.

"No I was just- you came in without a warning, I was taken aback" she explained blushing trying her best not to act immature to which douma laughed uncontrollably as he found this human's expression adorable say entertaining in his words.

"D-dont laugh at me" she pouted crossing her arms in the attempt.

"I am sorry (y/n), you really amuse me" he replied still grinning. However there was a moment of awkward silence between them as he uttered her name abruptly.

"I didn't tell you my name.." after a long pause she replied to him with a confuse look in her face.

"I know everyone's name who are living under my supervision including yours besides what kind of cult leader I am if I don't have basic information about my fellow followers. Oh look I have been talking to you without giving the chance to let you talk my bad" he laughed again waving his fans creating another awkward situation. Causing you to sweatdrop on his remark.

"Say (y/n) how old are you?" to which she replied enthusiastically "I am 8 years old and will turn 9 soon"

"Ah you don't look like one" douma grinned closing his eyes in the process.

"Yeah I get that a lot" she remarked shyly.

"Your mother is one of my followers" he continued

"Really?" her eyes sparked with hope as she approached douma with anticipation grabbing his arms for the second time starling him, she really like holding hands eh? he have experiences like that but somehow this girl made him feel different so he allowed her but then she stopped halfway through her words "I really miss her it's been a week since she left me here" her voice dropped with sadness.

Douma felt no sympathy for humans or anything as such, he have learned to fake his emotions from a very tender age eversince he was born to the extent that even seeing his mother killing her husband mercilessly failed to evoke feelings within. He clearly did not understand what she was feeling he just stared at her with a blank expression only to replace it quickly with a grim look even faking few tears. "(Y/n) chan you know its okay you will still have me" he patted the girl in an attempt to comfort her.

"Friends?" (Y/n) replied between her tears.

"If that's how you want us to be" douma smiled at her gently shocking himself for a second because he didn't think of smiling?

Things escalated soon after that incident, (y/n) was a kind and compassionate person from inside and out and in not time the cult followers started loving her presence. As often douma would let her accompany him and most of the time she stayed by his side following him everywhere and he didn't mind that at all moreover he appreciated her company. (Y/n) was like a fresh bud to him who depicted innocence and purity he loved spoiling her with expensive gifts yet she never showed signs of greediness and genuinely appreciated his thoughtfulness slowly forgetting the past life she was in and cherishing her friendship with douma. At first she was reluctant and didn't like getting so much attention but in the course of time she bonded better with everyone and was quite content with the life she was leading. As for douma he began to depend on (y/n) to the point that not seeing her face for even one day would make him go insane and he didn't understand why not like he want to because all he cared about was how she made him feel so many varieties of pleasant emotions he wish he could feel. Eating her was out of context.

However all good things must come to an end for he is someone to not rest in peace after the sin he have committed for centuries. Seeing douma paying her more attention, spoiling her with a ravish lifestyle and even letting her stay by his side all the time made some of his cult members terribly envious they wanted to punish her for taking their chances of stealing the spotlight. There was this one room that he forbade his followers to enter for obvious reasons and specifically for (y/n) because he didn't want to repeat the same mistake. This was exactly what they wanted (y/n) to do break the rules and Douma's trust. Like that there would be no more favouritism on her with others.

"Ah (y/n), there you are" one of the female member approached her one fine morning.

"Yes how may I help you?" She asked cheerfully

"Lord douma have asked for your presence in the forbidden room tonight and he said its urgent"

"Aren't we all prohibited to go inside"

"Oh (y/n) it's true master have arrived today and he wants your presence"

Upon hearing that news her heart elated with happiness, it has been two weeks since he last saw douma around and she missed him but something felt off about the whole situation douma always sees (y/n) first before tending his followers then why did he not come meet her did he not miss her like she did?

She was lost in her thoughts until she found two hands waving and snapping infort of her face.

"Don't be late, okay?" With that said the female hurried back into other room leaving (y/n) behind even though the situation seem kinda odd maybe douma was busy afterall.

At night (y/n) went into the restricted area. She stood infront of the shoji door in absolute dilemma debating whether or not to enter the room or go back. There was her desire of meeting douma on one hand and not breaking his trust by entering the room on the other. In the end she decided not to but as she was turning back she heard someone grunting in pain behind the closed doors being a compassionate person, she decided to open the door and enter into the darkness adjusting her eyes in the process, a pungent smell hit her nostrils making her cover her mouth and to her absolute terror the scene infront of her made her puke in disgust.

A pile of Mutilated bodies, mostly women laid around lifelessly on the blood stained tatami mattress. Many having no limbs, some headless and organs missing from their body as if someone had ate all of that. The whole room was a mess full of unfortunate people. She felt sick and began crawling down her way back from the corpses. However she felt a tight grip on her left foot upon looking down she witness the sight of a woman her intestines oozing out of her stomach begging for help. (Y/n) stood there perplexed unable to say anything chocking through tears.

"I told you not to come here, why?" (Y/n) turned her head violently to see douma standing in a distance his countenance cold and sinister evident that he was highly displeased upon seeing his innocent flower disobeying his instructions.

"It's not... like... what you see" (y/n) cried fearfully but douma didn't seem to buy it well in a blink of an eye she found herself in Douma's arms as he aggressively dragged her out of the room.

"What's going on douma" no word came out from the usual lively douma.

"It's hurting me your grip" no reply again to which she forcefully tried to stand still with all her strength. This time douma stopped his features hidden under his bangs making her unable to figure the expression he was carrying.

"Is this why douma forbade us to enter the room" no reply

"Are you responsible for murdering those innocent people?" No reply

"DOUMA" she shouted

"Why you want to join them?" Douma finally looked at her his eyes glowing dangerously proving his existence to be something unnatural. (Y/n's) eyes widen at his remarks as tears rolled down her visage.

"I hate you.." she murmured

"What?" He tilted his head letting his guard down a bit at her hurtful comments.

"I HATE YOU" she pushed douma roughly and flew from the place running deep into the forest for she knew who he was and what he is capable of doing. Tearing down she constantly reminisce the moments she shared but she cannot allow herself to sympathize his heinous crimes. Why is it that the people I love are always taken away from me? She thought. Exhausted from running she halted in order to catch her breath while glancing back to see if he was following, there was no one indeed so a sudden feeling of relief gushed in her body. However turning her head back she saw him standing inches apart from her face which made her shiver and fall onto the knees.

"Why are you running away from me (y/n)" he said apatheticly his head lowered at her level. She did not reply and stayed quite.

"Is it true that you don't love me after all the things I did for you?" Covering his face with one hand his eyes glowing under the moonlight a look of dejection written on his face. There was complete silence in the forest except the sound of rustling trees.

"Answer me" holding her face now firmly he growled making her flinch under his breath. In one last desperate attempt (y/n) tried to stab douma with a tree branch she found laying on the ground but unfortunately douma was faster and easily dodged the attack and in a swift motion he hit her with immense strength causing her fragile little body to tremble in pain as she coughed mucus mixed with blood.

"How foolish of you" he crouched down her height staring intensely at the quivering figure of the miserable girl. As for (y/n) her body ached but more was the tightness in the chest that she was experiencing in the moment.

He pulled her by the hair roughly making her scream in pain although at this point all she could manage with her cracking voice were inaudible screams.

"Why did you disobey me? (Y/n)..." who knew beneath that friendly kind face was hiding a undeniably deadly and calculative demon and at this point it was clear for her that he was anything but human.

"Who are you?" these few words manage to escape from her shaky lips in between low grunts.

"I am the leader of the eternal paradise cult"

"Wrong" to which he tightened his grip making her shriek again.

"You humans are so dumb believing in the existence of primordial deities where in reality its just a myth, a fairytale, created for pleasuring the sufferings of mere human. Being superior than you mortals I wanted to make these pitiful existence happy and that's why I was born and what you saw there" his lips curved into a cheeky smile revealing his deadly fangs creeping the shit out of the already scared girl. "I eat them so that they can always be with me and attain salvation" a sinister laughter escape from his mouth as he covered it with his golden fans. (Y/n) unable to process the new sets of information knots formed in her stomach making her sick in the guts.

"I ate your mother too, oh she was ungrateful after all the things I did to her just like you" protruding her eyes with pure shock she felt her veins popping out and blood boiling in pure rage.

"You are a monster, you think your stupid morals would persuade people to think like you do, I despise you douma I thought we were friends and you took away the one I cherished the most?"

"You think your mother loved you?" Douma snapped. The duality of this was man was insane, all the things he does or says are plastic.

"She never cared for your life, you want to know why? I will tell you since you insist" douma dragged her out of forest holding a fistful of her hair tightly inflicting great discomfort to the girl while he continued with his harsh statements and deliberate insults.

"You were just a burden, behaving like a fucking child with the alluring body of yours"

"No my mother promised me..she would protect me.. you are lying"

"While you were crying everyday inside my shrine that lowly woman enjoyed her life indulging in adultery with various cult members leaving her sick husband and mentally retarded daughter in the dark" every word he uttered spread vemon into her ears.

"Still she wanted more and more and more, what a greedy whore" douma continued.

"Do you know how much difficult it was for me to control myself around you? While you sway your hips and act innocently making those hungry men lust over you, how much dumb can you be?"

"What do you mean I don't understand.. douma"

"I did everything I can for you yet you remain ungrateful, disrespectful? Well guess its runs in your blood and I thought you are innocent but it turns out that you are just like the rest of them, naive"

Her eyes widened with every hurtful remarks he made about her and she did not understand why she felt that way shouldn't she be resentful towards him for killing her beloved mother but here she is weeping constantly because douma was treating her like he never did before.

"But that's fine (y/n) I can not bring myself to hurt you I love you and we shall always be together whether you like it or not" nothing reached in her ears anymore as her body grew numb. Her eyes shut as she carried the unbearable pain in her heart slowly loosing consciousness and remaining sanity.

It would have been easier if she died but alas a mere human like her is doomed at his mercy.

#douma #douma kny #douma x reader #kny x reader #kny douma #demon slayer #fanfic #kimetsu no yaiba #upper moons #upper moon 2

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obsessivefinch · 3 years

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TW: transphobia, terfs, mild nsfw and rape mention

Since @natikoko wanted some proof for my claims, I think it would be a good time to clarify why I’m so sure that homopsychology is a terf. A few other transphobic people wanted me to prove it too, but the only person I care about in this situation is natikoko.

Context for what I’m talking about, if you haven’t seen the post: https://obsessivefinch.tumblr.com/post/647929843111116800/to-everybody-that-doesnt-know-homopsychology-is

But before we begin here’s a post on how to know if someone is a terf:

https://mccoppinscrapyard.tumblr.com/post/647668074589339648/lacefuneral-i-was-doing-my-usual-jump-down-the

Read more, because... transphobia and the owl house doesn’t go together, but that’s why I’m trying to get people to know that homopsychology is a terf... If you’re interested in why I’m accusing her of transphobia, feel free to either look at her blog or click keep reading.

Remember the pinned post I mentioned? Yeah, this is it:

https://homopsychology.tumblr.com/post/620583668993359872/if-were-ever-having-a-debateargumentdiscourse

She literally has to PIN that she doesn’t want people attacking her for her harmful views.

And here’s the screenshot of the post, just in case you didn’t want to look:

I’m just confused as to why natikoko wouldn’t look through the blog themselves... Like it’s obvious. The people who disagreed only came in after homopsychology (the terf) reblogged.

Now for the terfy behavior... Just... Just look at this, something she reblogged after I looked at her blog when I saw the post:

https://homopsychology.tumblr.com/post/647932848552165376

This is not the only example and I will show way more, but I shouldn’t really have to do something that would literally just take looking through her blog.

When I called her an open terf; I meant OPEN. She’s also incredibly transphobic mostly transmisogynistic and I was disgusted that she ever thought it was okay to follow me. Because, yes, she followed me, back in February:

https://obsessivefinch.tumblr.com/post/643265218660745216/they-might-be-trolling-but-i-dont-care-nobody

This was a vaguepost about her. She has been doing this for a while, so that’s how I know that she’s serious about her transphobic beliefs...

Here are some more radical feminist beliefs:

(TW rape mention for this post)

https://homopsychology.tumblr.com/post/647932591766454272/im-bisexual-which-means-that-i-like-all-genders

Here’s post of transphobic behavior by another person, accusing trans people in general for her bad experiences as a lesbian:

https://homopsychology.tumblr.com/post/647928499533938688

And another, mocking the post about cartoon characters discussing gender:

https://homopsychology.tumblr.com/post/647924652655755264

So yeah, radical feminist (different from a feminist) and transphobic and now you have your proof.

Not tagging her this time... I really don’t want her to get other terfs involved by reblogging my post... I mean, if she sees this; she sees this, but I’m not going to tag her, if she’s only going to reply with “bestie :(” and just cause me getting accused of homophobia...

Context for what I’m talking about: https://lacite-desdames.tumblr.com/post/647940454042714112/obsessivefinch-to-everybody-that-doesnt-know (toward the end she is trying pass off her transphobia, but if she identifies as a terf; she is transphobic, because that’s transphobic to use)

Like bro... I’m gay too. I’m a gay woman who supports women’s rights; I just have basic respect for people. And I’m not sexist. I don’t hate or have prejudice against any gender for existing.

Nobody.

I’m only going to dislike you, if you give me a reason. And not having respect for your fellow person is one of the only things that can make me hate you.

Like damn, imagine thinking respecting peoples gender identity is a harmful ideology... While, yes, gender is not really that important to some people; respecting people’s identity and pronouns is. Some people don’t care and use all pronouns, but if it matters to some people; it’s important. I don’t know if that was what she was getting at, but that was how I understood it.

Anyways, I don’t get how me calling out behavior from an actively harmful individual (harmful, because not feeling accepted is, surprise, the lead cause of trans people’s suicide) is a problem

Gender stuff is SUCH a non issue... I don’t get what terfs problems are, with people who don’t want to identify with their birth sex... Why do they care? HOW does it affect them?

Anyways, enough of that.

Homopsychology is a terf and this was the proof you asked for.

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grimreich666 · 3 years

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So once again we are to this point when it comes to the Christina + Ruby server drama. Now I realize I made a YouTube video that explained my disgust of certain Fanfic Writers writing community of Lovecraft Country that write for the Ruby and Christina fandom that's ran by Kswhateverspace and Hernameisjaye. Now know it looks like I bullied somebody but that's far from the case, as every action has a reaction. Now because the situation I wasn't going to go too much into it until, someone told me about the twisted mess both Kwhateverspace and the other admins were saying. And it had come to alot of my members attention that they done stuff with members in the past and it has clearly made people unhappy to a point where they aren't talking in thier own server. When it comes to the Ruby plus Christina server owned by Kwhateverspace, I joined with decent intentions and it thought it was a community that shared a love for Christina and Ruby, but it turned out to be a Sixth-Grade Mean Girls Special on Crack. I never wanted it to get to a racial points between servers, but it is looking like these white women with a Misguided Black Woman as thier Server Owner, obviously do not know what true racism is and how to handle their power as Admins and accept others opinions. And the saddest part is that not just me but other members have been kicked out for absolutely no reason and I don't know if anybody seen Kswhateverspace Blog. But everything on there is just about a lie, she claims that all of us violated the rules but nobody was given any warning before being kicked out. Now mind you I do know that the rules exist but the rules should have been implemented for more extremer conditions, but none of us members took it to that level. The issue that I have with the other server is their ability not to gauge a situation at any kind of frequency of balance as they just kick off people who they don't like. A friend of mine who's in my Discord now got kicked for absolutely saying a joke it was nothing that was malicious or ill intent to these people, and while I get that respecting their mental health as Fan Fic writers is a thing to do, me and others always supported before we started reading racist ass Ruby and Chirstina fics. This friend of mine was enthusiastic about reading their stories and very supportive and we all kept a good positive energy that could be see in my current Discord. The issue that the Admins on the Christina + Ruby Server is that they made someone's enthusiasm for a story seem like it was an issue with harassment and that was not cool eespically when she meant it in a LOL kind of way. There was no reason for her to get kicked off just like there was no reason for my other friends to get kicked off and there was no reason for ME to get kicked off. I understand people were all into safe spaces and making safe spaces but as Admins they should've addressed thier complaints to people in warnings, but the kicked people for simply commenting. Thus making thier own server and its members uncomfortable to be themselves and thats when becomes a dangerous place and if I hadn't of known that I would've never ended my own server to expose my friends to their toxicity. The issue between the Admins is that pride themselves on being Admins, but the lack leadership skills and comprehension skills necessary for it. For me as an Admin if there was an issue with a person's comments I would talk to them in Dm's and warn them. So for them to say that they're not big on public warnings that is fine, but when you do not privately warn somebody for a simple comment and for them to get kicked the next day something isn't right. Also how can a behavior improve if there is no communication between an Admin and their members? Me as an Admin I dont function that way, I always take the time if someone comes to me with a complaint to address the person on DMs. And if you read Kwhateverspaces blog on the issue and the screenshots nothing she says parallels to the intent in which these comments where said.

The issue that I have with this group is there ability to flex around their power an act like we had did something so wrong when we were simply just expressing our opinions. And we were well within our respectable means to address our opinions in the saddest part is that these admins are white within a predominantly black server and they do not get our way of culture.

Now as for the next member who was kicked it was totally uncalled for as she questioned why I was gone due to the fact that I told Hernameisjaye to learn her Black History due to the fact that she and another member Agent Sheryl did not understand why I did not think Christina was racist I had a whole You Tube Video about it. So they knew my opinion on it and why they chose to double team me on an opinion was so uncalled for. So when I made the comment that I'm sorry if I dont want to be black and militant to a character that I dont find as racist she flipped out on me, and kicked me I never called her anything I told her the truth and if you've seen my YT people know I could've taken it alot further with these Birdbrain Hoes. Nevertheless until a certain point I thought we were having a decent civil discussion, yet she took it out of context very fast when I said what I did and as for the Black History factor you could see that they were giving no concern to it and only cherry picking my words to make me seem antagonistic to them, as I was telling them about the harm that white women had done in history vs Christina Braithwhite. Now mind you I had told Hernameisjaye several times that she is entitled to her opinion and I was entitled to mine and it's as you could see on the time stamps. At one point I thought it was a civil discussion, that was until I got kicked out for it. It's clear that these Admins have no commonsense to read a room and come to a basic agreement, even as I was telling them they have an opinion and I have mine and I respect it. And yes I was mad for the kick and I did warn Kswhateverspace that I would be going to my platform with it and she even gave her approval of it as I do have the screen shots for that as well.

Hernameisjaye along with Agent Sheryl had been going on a Christina is racist rant for two days, and both were very antagonistic to those in the Serious Discussions Discord Server, who engaged her. I even went so much so to agree with her just to shut her up, yet she kept on at agonizing me and another member to the point of harassment. It was clear that they had spoken about us, before as they were so ready to kick us AGAIN WITH OUT WARNING US PRIOR. Now I will be continuing the Dandybear situation on part two. However I find it messy that these Admins cherry picked our conversations that me and the other member thought where civil and tried to turn it into something uncivilized on our end. This is the same kind of intent that always happens when it comes to black and white people, it always happens that a white person says something out of line and then when black person gets mad then they act as if the black person had antagonized and started the situation. Hernameisjaye is really sad at this point to try a tactic like that, and it's detrimental that shes allowed racism into her group, but has dropped the people that meant her no harm with there opinions as FELLOW BLACK WOMEN.

The Admins Kwhateverspace and Hernameisjaye claim that they want freedom for people to express themselves, but they act like bullies when the situation is not to their favor. Yet it was after the fact that told a lie and still continue to tell one after another member and I were kicked, that made the situation worse. You can read the screenshots of my responses on Kwhateverspaces blog or this one qnd you can clearly see I did nothing in the wrong, as I was coming at Hernameisjaye as one black woman to another. And if she had talked to me in DMs and cleared things out maybe I would've apologized for the comment even if I personally thought I wasn't wrong for it, as I had no shame in my game to apologize even when I'm not wrong.

YET the point I cant stand the most is that they overreacted to a statement I made, and yet they allowed a racist fan fic writer to stay in group. It is clear these Admins don't have thier heads on straight as they kick us out for having a simple opinion or objection to common discussion. Now I do understand there is a level of what Admins can take and what they cannot take, but when you do not make those boundaries clear and when other members make their boundaries clear when your antagonizing them, and you still keep doing it theres something wrong with you as a leader. All I have to say is look at the screenshots and out responses to ours.

#ruby x christina #christina braithwhite #lovecraft country #ruby baptiste #abbey lee #ruby deserved better #wunmi mosaku #lovecraftcountryedit

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trinitywardproject4 · 5 years

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Documentary Photography -Research

Who is the photographer?

Bill Brandt

How did they achieve the photograph? What camera techniques did they use?

He had to go into someones home and ask to take a photo of a couple when the husband has returned from work and the wife had made dinner. There’s a small shadow behind them so he might of used a flash or a light to light the area/ people.

What is being documented?

A Northumbrian miner eating his evening meal in 1937.

What is the context of the image? (year, country, political/economic climate).

It’s of a Northumbrian miner. It was taken in 1937, when mining was a very popular job and at the time a good source of income for the families of the miners.

What is being communicated and how is it communicated?

It shows the state in which the miners came home from working in. It could also show that the men were the main source of income in the household, we could see that they did the harder manual labour because it is shown in how they returned home from work- covered in dirt/soot everywhere and the woman is clean.

How does it make you feel? Is this intentional? Or does it make the image work better?

It makes me feel bad for the miner because he is covered in dirt and hasn’t had time to wash, or there’s not much point to properly clean himself because he will go to work the next day and come home the same way. There’s no point in wasting valuable water. Mining was a big industry in England. However, in 1937, it’s employment and tonnage exported had fallen to 63.1%. This was because of developments, including adverse movements in the demand for coal and the growth of restrictions on international exports.

Who is the photographer?

Martin Parr

How did they achieve the photograph? What camera techniques did they use?

It looks as if he’d used a flash because the children are lit up and the rest of the photo isn’t as well lit. The children and the front of the car are the focus of the image, but the background is still in focus, just not as focused as the children.

What is being documented?

Children at the seaside eating ice cream, which is something typically done on a hot day or at the seaside.

What is being communicated and how is it communicated?

Childhood could be being shown through this because the photo could remind the viewers of their childhood going to the seaside and having ice creams there. It could also show happiness because being away with your family and being reminded of your childhood makes you happy.

Who is the photographer?

Don McCullin

How did they achieve the photograph? What camera techniques did they use?

Don was under sniper fire when he took this photo, he was in a very dangerous position to get this photo. He would’ve had to have taken this photo very quickly and made sure his camera was focused on on the correct settings. He also would’ve only had one chance to take this photo as he was in a dangerous position and the soldier in the photo is clearly injured and could be fighting to stay alive, his fellow soldiers are dragging him to safety.

What is being communicated and how is it communicated?

His works are very anti-war. They show the effects of war and he also had photos that show the affects after wars/ the damage war has done on a country/ area. By communicating the damage war does to a country, he is trying to show people how negative war is and how dangerous it is to the people involved and also to the countries.

Who is the photographer?

Mary Ellen Mark.

How did they achieve the photograph? What camera techniques did they use?

She worked with film using a wide range of cameras in various formats. Her photos were of people who were seen as “outsiders” and were on the outskirts of society. She would’ve had to ask permission from the subjects. All of her photos were in black and white and were on film.

What is being communicated and how is it communicated?

I think that Mary was trying to show that even though the subjects are seen as different and maybe even weird, they are people and they have feelings.She might also be trying to portray that they should be treated like everyone else.

Who is the photographer?

Eugene Atget

How did they achieve the photograph? What camera techniques did they use?

He used a large-format wooden bellows camera with a rapid rectilinear lens. The images were then exposed and developed as 18x24cm glass dry plates. The majority of his photographs were first published by Berenice Abbott after he died. In some of the photos, he used a slower shutter speed to capture people which gave the photos a ghostly feel. It almost makes the streets of Paris look haunted. because he took photos of the streets, he wouldn’t of asked to take photos of people, you can see that in the photo the men are looking at him probably wondering what he’s doing.

What is being communicated and how is it communicated?

He documented the architecture and street scenes of Paris, before they modernized it. I think that he wanted to show the old, original Paris to show others what it looked like before, and to show how much it has changed over time.

Who is the photographer?

Gordon Parks

How did they achieve the photograph? What camera techniques did they use?

He used a a Voigtländer Brillant- a TSLR, taking 6 × 6 cm exposures on 120 film. He taught himself how to use the camera. He took portraits, typically of: The civil rights movements, poverty and African-Americans. A lot of his photos are on the street so he would’ve gone up and asked them, some are in more private situations, so again he would have to have asked for permission.

What is being communicated and how is it communicated?

I think that he was trying to show the issues faced for certain people at the time- African Americans and people living in poverty. I think he was doing this to show people how bad the issues were for these people and to show others that they are human and don’t deserve the inhumane treatment that they get.

Who is the photographer?

GMB Akash.

How did they achieve the photograph? What camera techniques did they use?

He does portraits of people living on Bangladesh. He uses digital cameras to capture his photos. He takes photos of lots of different people, some living in poverty, some who are more well off. His photos are full of vibrant colours, he most likely uses Photoshop to enhance them.I think that he also uses a flash to get the colours and details.Some of the photos are of people in their homes so he would’ve had to ask permission to go into their homes and take photos of them and their family.

What is being communicated and how is it communicated?

I think that GMB is trying to show what life is like in Bangladesh and show how different people are treated and how they live based on their income/money. He could also be trying to spread the message of poverty and that it’s happening everywhere in the world.

Who is the photographer?

Tina Barney.

How did they achieve the photograph? What camera techniques did they use?

She creates large format colourful photos of her wealthy family living in the East-Coast. She uses a digital camera to capture these photos. They are colourful, but not extremely bright colours. Her photos look as if they’re at different points in time, for example, some look as if they’re in the 60′s, others in the 70′s, others look more 90′s inspired and some look more modern. She uses a flash in some, if not all of her photos. I know this because on the wall behind, in some you can see the flash and some are more shadowy.

What is being communicated and how is it communicated?

I think that she’s trying to show how the more wealthy people live and trying to document their lives. She might be trying to show off her riches to the viewers and show how her and her family lives.

Who is the photographer?

Paul Graham.

How did they achieve the photograph? What camera techniques did they use?

He uses a digital camera.It doesn’t look as if he uses a flash in most of his photos only a few, the photos are quite plain in colour with a splash of bright colour.

What is being communicated and how is it communicated?

I think he is trying to show life in England from 1981-2014. He might be trying to show what everyday life is like living in England. He’s showing more mundane subjects, like a woman shopping, or a woman at a bus stop. This is probably to show that documentary photography isn’t just about really interesting subjects, but it can be about showing everyday lives of normal, everyday people.

Who is the photographer?

Sebastião Salgado.

How did they achieve the photograph? What camera techniques did they use?

He uses a Canon 1DX, which is a digital camera. He uses the smallest aperture/ the closed aperture because that’s how us humans see things, all in focus. He finds having blur unattractive. He shoots in black and white. He typically does portraits or landscape photos with a few nature/ animal ones.

What is being communicated and how is it communicated?

I think he is trying to show how people live in less populated places and how their cultures are different to ours and how differently they live. He is also documenting their daily lives and showing us how they live.

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