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karlynmaness · 2 years
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Closure doesn’t come for people like us,
A book that ended before it even began.
Not all stories go according to plan,
The proof lies hidden where we stand.
We’re caught in the trenches of what could’ve been,
Searching for a way out of this mess.
How do we unpack the truth: we settled for less,
When we were given an abundance of happiness?
I was never one for settling scores,
But I’ve been out here, fighting your war.
Happenstance brought me back to your door,
I can’t live in this in between anymore.
Closure might come to someone like me,
If I let go of dreams, set you free.
Rewrite the beginning,
To find peace.
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big-boah · 2 years
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Fun fact about me as an author: the thing I'm most confident about writing is dialogue even though I'm autistic/semi-verbal and deaf.
The only reason I feel comfortable/confident doing this is because a) writing is my main form of communication and b) when I was in college I was a lab assistant and I had to spend an entire summer, 40 hours a week, transcribing videos for my professor. It was for our study on gesture and language, and I've never worked as hard as I did then to count and write out every "um", "uh", "yeah" and any speech disfluency... it was for over 200 hours of video.
(Make the deaf kid type it all out, why don't you?! I mean why did I sign up for that?! Paid good money though and I got to work alone!)
So I feel like I got a much better understanding of how natural speech flows for people and that's why I include so much of that in my writing. If it ever seems annoying let me know but I'm trying to be as natural/immersive as possible 😊
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icepopstar5105us · 2 years
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“When I write, I often realize that I am there. Whether it’s in a fanfic with Nico Di Angelo’s pained thoughts, a musical with a boy seeking approval for both his own self and his impressive talent, an original short story where an old man stops a teen from committing suicide, or a play where bullies torment a young girl… I see some form of myself — whether that be my past, hopes, personality, fears, joys, secrets, or despairs… I’m there. I’m always there.”
~ Icey5105’s blog 2022
https://icey5105.wordpress.com/2022/08/24/hearing-loss-writing/
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profoundbondfanfic · 5 months
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the lord of the lake (and i don't want to leave it)
the lord of the lake (and i don't want to leave it) by rhinestoneangels (almondrose) Rating: Teen Word count: 28k
The lakehouse is haunted.
After Chuck is defeated and Jack becomes the new god, Dean buys an old lakehouse and repairs it, preparing for the mission of rescuing Cas. But the rescue mission is only the beginning, as Dean will now have to face not only Cas' confession, but his own insecurities and feelings of worthlessness. While creating his little found family and building up the courage to finally talk with Cas, Dean is also busy trying to figure out who haunts his lakehouse.
This is a lovely fix-it fic that completely ignores the SPN final episode and gives our boys the ending they deserved. Most of our favorite characters are either mentioned or make an appearance to tie off the loose ends canon left us with, and there's plenty of fluffy moments for anyone looking for a heart-warming story to get you through tough times. For me, personally, it also scratches an extra itch because it includes asexual and hard of hearing Dean, which I always love reading!
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isan0rt · 4 months
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Good Lord. Okay. Listen. We all agree that pre-timeskip Houses Dedue is not doing so great in the mental health department. We all agree on that. My guy needs therapy about his survivor's guilt and his PTSD and we're all agreed his self deprecation is Intense but like.
Listen. You can't…address that without also acknowledging he's like that because people have been Fucking Racist To Him Constantly for the Last Four Years of his Goddamn Life. And not like, just ‘microaggressions at the workplace’ racist, though also that too. Like, ‘somebody might fucking murder him’ kind of racist. He's not just insecure or whatever. This man is trying not to get hate-crimed.
It's rational, actually, for Dedue to assume that Any Given Faerghan is gonna be racist to him, because before going to Garreg Mach every given Faerghan except Dimitri HAS BEEN super mega turbo racist to him everywhere he goddamn goes. There's no reason for him to believe his classmates are gonna be different. Like, he doesn't know Mercedes is from the Empire! He has no reason to believe Chivalrous Knight Fanboy Ashe doesn't hate Duscur and everyone from there for regicide. Annette is the only one with a pass and only because Dedue respected Gustave until he went out for cigarettes and never came back, abandoning not only Dimitri but also Dedue in the process. The safest thing is to assume people are gonna come at him hot and preemptively deescalate the situation.
Like, he suffers from the “you can get C and B supports after the time skip” weirdness for sure, but even in his C supports, even if you get them before the skip, he is fully willing to tell Felix where to stick his fucking grapes, and he's willing to tell Ingrid she can be as big of a bitch about it as she wants but he's still going to do his job on the battlefield even if that means keeping her alive. He's consistently assertive of his boundaries with Dimitri in all their supports, including when Dimitri wishes that he did not have a particular boundary (using Dimitri's name and calling each other friends, things it's actually physically not safe for pre timeskip Dedue to do).
Because he is confident Dimitri isn't gonna fucking lose his mind at Dedue about it. He's also confident Felix, Ingrid, and Sylvain won't do a hate crime at him if he's acting in capacity of Dimitri's Vassal because of their fundamental loyalty to Dimitri, so he can safely tell them to shove it also. He tells Gustave he's a disappointment to Gustave’s face in their support!! Dedue isn't just a shrinking violet or whatever, he's just judicious about what shit he's gonna start, and how likely it is that talking shit is gonna get him hit.
(Also, yes he's a quiet guy... But also he's interacting with all these people in his second language, which he has no formal training in and which he learned from Dimitri. He really has to think about what he's going to say before he says anything because there is very little margin for error for him to misspeak without consequences and he knows it.)
Honestly unpopular opinion because like while I'm under no illusions that they did clearly fake out killing him for reasons other than his personal growth, I actually think it was in Dedue's personal best interest that he spent the timeskip in Duscur. This man hates Faerghus, he says that to Dimitri in their supports, but he's been stuck with them and having to just put up with it because he had nowhere else to go (even aside from the fact that Dimitri is literally the only living person in the world who loves him and he's terrified of losing that).
He's very clearly much more self-actualized when he returns, and in a much more relaxed and self-assured emotional place after the timeskip. Probably because he wasn't the one and only Highly Visible Do A Racism Here target and instead was with his own community, where he could actually unpack all that shit safely. Dedue needed that time outside the Racist Aggression Bubble of Faerghus to deal with his survivor's guilt properly.
You really can't address Dedue's self-image issues without also digging into the way dealing with constant racism reinforces those issues. You super cannot. Race and racism and how he deals with it is critical to the character. Is it always handled gracefully by the narrative?? No, absolutely it's not, but it is in fact in the narrative and you HAVE to engage with it if you're going to engage with Why Dedue is Like That.
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socrateslasgalen · 1 year
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"If I didn't love music so much I would have manually torn my eardrums up by now." (C) everyday misophonic thoughts
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Hey!
I read your story on Archive of our own and it's really good, like, I enjoyed it a lot. But I gotta say, I think you should re-evaluate your characters. You're kinda appropriating deaf culture and that's not cool. If you're not deaf, maybe you shouldn't write about it, you know?
You should probably take the story down and change the characters or something. Just my two cents.
UH??????
IM SORRY WHAT?
Bro idk if you didn't know, but I am hard of hearing. Like? I have hearing aids... And what culture am I taking away from?? Especially if I am a part of that "culture".
I really hope this is some sort of fucked up joke or something cause this is just weird.
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gardenofrunar · 6 days
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I will single-handedly pave the road for deaf characters/cochlear implant users in fics if I have to.
I’ve always wanted to see that in media, but I never do, so screw it. I’ll do it myself.
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1-1-s1ay-2-2 · 1 year
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ravs6709 · 4 months
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“[There are 39 unread messages.] By the way, I had dozens of messages from him. I hurriedly opened the window. The first message started as followed: Kim Dokja, I saved Biyoo / Sender: Yoo Joonghyuk, 47 hours and 39 minutes ago. The messages continued to come over the next few days. But why did you suddenly disappear? /Sender: Yoo Joonghyuk, 46 hours and 54 minutes ago. I have no time for your childish antics. /Sender: Yoo Joonghyuk, 46 hours and 39 minutes ago. I will kill you if you don't show up again. /Sender: Yoo Joonghyuk, 45 hours and 18 minutes ago. It isn't a joke. /Sender: Yoo Joonghyuk, 44 hours and 39 minutes ago. … Kim Dokja. /Sender: Yoo Joonghyuk, 41 hours and 38 minutes ago. After that, the dozens of messages continued. The last message was: I will go. /Sender: Yoo Joonghyuk, 23 hours and 14 minutes ago.”
HES LIKE A SCORNED WIFE ISTG KDJ LIKE????? RESPOND QUICKER NEXT TIME HES GOING INSANE
Yjh multi texter one of the most important characterizations to come out of orv canon
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lovekenney · 5 months
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i have yet to find that fic for gallavich. like i have one for my other fav ship but like i havent found a gallavich fic that left me starstruck like everyone talks abt. i do have a favorite one that i love but it hasnt like affected me to a level people talk abt when talking abt their favs. i think i might of found the one but i still need to finish it lmao
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karlynmaness · 2 years
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The first snow fell today. The last of the leaves have yet to go, but even that couldn’t stop the frost. The pain burdens my bones, aching with the looming cold, as I gather what’s left of the firewood on the porch. Surely, if you were going to burn us down, you would’ve left more kindling than this.
It’s temporary, I remind myself. Temporary, until you return the warmth to our hearth. Temporary, until you find whatever calls to you in the wild isn’t worth our love. It’s all temporary. You wouldn’t leave me with just this, a few dozen logs and a box of matches, as winter presses on. Devastation. You wouldn’t lead me to my own devastation. I’m worth more than that. And you know it too.
The fire crackles inside, a blaze illuminating the darkness. It shines for you, my love. A beacon in the night, I keep it alight to guide you. For when you return, you will need the warmth too. How cold must it be where you are? How lonely was autumn with flaming reminders of me? Are you lost, my dear? Are you lost in a sea of concrete and a mirage of freedom? Does my fire not burn bright enough for you to see? That must be why you’re not here, why you have yet to arrive. You’ve lost your way.
Follow the wilting meadows, for they all lead to our cabin in the woods. Follow the weeping willows, for our tears have forged the path home. Follow the weathered trail, for my footprints in the fresh snow will show you where I am. I’m here in the enchanted forest that dies to bloom again. I never left us, and I wait for you.
I pace the creaking wood floors. Along the walls, all I see are reminders of you. I’ve painted every crevice of this house. I’ve painted the space between me and you with a colorful future, full of hope, full of memories, it’s all still ours. How beautiful our canvas is as it bleeds for reality, as it craves your flesh and blood to give it life. I wait for you to breathe your essence into our dreams. I wait for you to tell me it was me you wanted all along, not some Godforsaken fantasy I could never compete with. Me. I’m the dream you desire so wholly your ego fights against our fate. I wait for you to defeat whatever you must to be here, present and unwavering in our truth.
And I wait. And I wait. And I wait.
The lake has frozen over, and the snow continues to fall as I trek the path each morning. Three logs and two matches, that’s all that’s left of my salvation. There’s been no sign of you for months, the ache now a radiant wound, tearing at my hope. I’ve grieved for the living, but never quite like this, never for someone so close to my heart I can feel us beating in time. I used to close my eyes to see your face as clear as day, but now your image only brings me pain. You haunt these walls with the promises I cling to. The life I wanted is painted on these walls, a ghost in the night that tears at my sanity. You left me to my demise.
A nightmare, my love, you’ve turned us into a nightmare. I can’t wait any longer for you to come back. It’s time. It’s time to end the pain you’ve caused and take back what is mine.
Reminders of us remain frozen in this place as I call to you in the void, as I clasp the idea of peace between thawing hands. A siren song fills the silence as I wait once more. How much time you have given me to think, my love. And I think. And I think. And I think about how your burning sun left me to die. You took my warmth and left me to freeze for eternity. You stole my youth and ran away into the wild when it was convenient too. You were our undoing, over and over and over again. I tended to our flame until the ash stole each breath like it was my last.
Maybe it will be, and now it’ll be yours too.
Reminders of Me. Reminders of You. Reminders of Us. // Karlyn Maness
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y2kbugs-moved · 8 months
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For Welcome Home, are the transcripts provided on the site matching the new pages with audio? Otherwise it's just inaccessible to Deaf/HoH people.
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Books with Black Deaf and Hard of Hearing Characters and Authors – Listen With Lindsay
https://listenwithlindsay.com/books-with-black-deaf-and-hard-of-hearing-characters-and-authors/
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drgrlfriend · 1 year
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WIP word game: light
From my Marvel Trumps Hate WIP ... featuring Selkie!Bucky.
Clint retrieves his pack from the supply closet and slings it over his shoulder.  He takes a minute to slow his breathing, deliberately loosening his posture before he heads out into the chaotic hallways of the hospital.  He’s got a shapeless hoodie covering the light armor of his uniform top and his boots and tac pants can pass for streetwear, but nothing is going to tip guards off more quickly than a military bearing, so Clint deliberately slumps, hands in his pockets and head down as he heads for the nearest exit.
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kiankiwi · 9 months
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GUYS! Me and a few of my mutuals (you know who you are lovelies) are working on creating a DEAF! +autistic Austin Au! Honestly I'm so excited and already have so many ideas and stuff but if anyone wants to send me some concepts with deaf!aus in mind blow up my inbox :) I have so many notes already but I also wanna see what you guys come up with ❤️❤️❤️ I’m super excited
@mooodyblue
IVE OFFICIALLY NAMED THIS AU “OUR QUIET WORLD!!!”
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