i'm going to be honest and raw for a second here.
it feels very odd to be out of the loop with the current fandoms that people are obsessing over.
i've never had an interest in stranger things even when it first came out and my husband asked if we were gonna watch it together and i said no.
and yet now it feels like that's all that fills my dash.
it's weird to see the hyperfixations move so quickly and I'm over here with my little hoarde of bb characters and farmer!shane and that's it.
do any other writers experience this sort of weird like "if I'm not up to date on the most recent obsessions, i have no relevance anymore" feeling or is that just a me thing?
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merry christmas eve!
i hope everyone finds joy in this time of year even when it seems bleak. there's always a small sign, a piece of hope to be found. please know that if you are struggling, you are in my thoughts. but i hope my wish of joy and happiness is spread to you and that you feel it even a little bit ❤️
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My feelings about the staff meeting were 100% spot-on, and it turns out that the staff meeting was, in fact, about ME!!!
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leeann: are you crying fr
me: yEAH THAT WAS SO SAd
leeann: it's just a movie
me: maybe BUT ITS A GAY MOVIE WITH A GREAT TRANS ALLEGORY
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I don’t know if we’ve been over this before, but I blocked this turbo virgin because I felt personally uncomfortable with them for reblogging a post featuring stolen photos of a 20 year old sex workers face and body, for the sake of having a “debate” about the exact ethnicity and skin tone of this person in the fandom, and how they saw nothing wrong with spreading this persons personal photos in order to have a fandom “debate” with the other women who stole them and they saw absolutely nothing wrong with spreading stolen photos of a 20y/o stranger to do that.
That turbo virgin was also above years old and also started complaining to me about a 12 year old fanti in the fandom who was lying about their age blocking them, which is another thing that I called them out and judged them for before I’d blocked them because the fact that a 30+ year old adult got so angry over a 12 year old that was pretending to be 17 blocking them also made me vastly uncomfortable,
And what’s that Now? Ooooh noooooo ....... My lil’ itty bitty invalid bimbo brain interchanged “condescending” with “sexist or whatever” because, like you said, I DON’T KNOW YOU and therefore I can’t be fucked to remember every. single personal detail of your actually sexist, misogynistic, condescending cannibalization as you and all those gray face cronies keep feeding on the corpse of my invalid, un- click-able, mouthful of a URL behind a blocked wall... Whatever shall I do?
I also recall how you suggested to Leeanne how she simply should’ve asked my friends “permission” to use his personal photos in order to have a ~debate~ about the legitimacy of his own racial identity in a public fandom setting as if that would’ve been a completely normal, natural and acceptable thing to EVER ask of a person....
Like, I know that you’re an abled-bodied, sexually repressed autistic with no social skills but like, learn to read the room for christ sake? 🤭
So yes I’m so glad I blocked you and told you to go fuck yourself. No regrets at all!
Oh and, Orn? Since this shall truly be my last time speaking to you, however indirectly, how about you and your gossiping anons download this here browser extension and add my “mouthful of a URL” to it if my calling your blocked. above 30 year old, transformer/pokemon trainer tumblrina arse out for your constant harassment on my own blog still bothers you that much, huh?
I promise this’ll be the final batch on record since I made it so I can’t see your pages anymore and I strongly suggest you download StayFree and do the same if you want to stay free of me that much, kay?
Now remember kiddies, complaining about people blocking you online is Turbo Virgin, Incel Behavior! ( ◕ᴗ◕✿ )
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Okay, I get it. But can we also...
This day, the 1st November 2023 will be the last Autistics Speaking Day. This day started back in 2010 as a day for Autistic people to flood the internet with our messages and thoughts. While I have been very busy with my work, I thought I would contribute one last entry.
Okay, I get it.
Planning meals with me around is hard. I am so restricted in what I am able to eat and it is an annoyance. Good chance I can’t eat anything at that restaurant, I won’t eat anything from take-away shop etc. Guess what? It is an annoyance for me to. One of my workplaces has a work lunch coming up and I have to weigh up whether it is worth going. It is at a restaurant I have never been to and doesn’t seem to be located near places I know I can eat at so I can’t just get there early and grab something to eat somewhere else first. I would love not to have this problem. To not have to bring emergency food when I leave for a trip, to not have to eat beforehand when I go to most social gatherings.
But can we also…
Talk about the fact that when my best friend and I made pizza at her house for the first time, I nearly cried because I am rarely included in meals to that extent?
Mention the comfort that familiar foods bring me? If I am having a bad day, I know exactly what I need. It is not just eating the food but also the familiar smells.
Discuss that the same reason that makes food difficult for me brings me so much joy in other ways? My tolerance and enjoyment of show rides for example. Removing one would likely remove the other so I will take the good with the bad.
Okay, I get it.
I see you rolling your eyes when I try to talk about something that interests me. Show rides, neurodiversity, autism, Ned Kelly etc. You have heard me discuss this before and it is boring.
But can we also…
Mention that I have had to listen to you talk about basketball or other things a lot as well?
Discuss how great I feel when I find someone to discuss show rides, neurodiversity etc. with? Online groups in particular have been great with this.
Okay, I get it.
You find my tendency to withdraw rude. I spend too much time alone or with my cats.
But can we also…
Discuss that the noise is too much for me at times? Why must the tv, radio or Spotify always be on in the background? What is wrong with silence?
Discuss that my withdrawal also helps me socialise. It is a balance. I just don’t have the energy to socialise all the time. Withdrawing for a time means I get some recharge time and can socialise more afterwards.
Mention that being alone can be fun as well as beneficial?
Okay, I get.
You feel the need to tell me your perspective all the time.
But can we also…
Discuss my perspective. Discuss my strengths as well as my limitations. Discuss what makes me happy.
There has been attention on moving away from discussing deficits and instead discussing interests and strengths when working with autistic people. This needs to go beyond professionals and be common for families, friends and the wider community.
Written by oneautisticperson aka Leeanne Marshall
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The Weasley couples as Midnights songs?
Bill & Fleur
Snow on the Beach (feat. Lana Del Rey) - because it’s weird but fucking beautiful. They are a couple happy to embrace the unexpected in both their relationship and themselves
Victoire & SJ
Mastermind - because once they decided that they were together, they had been working on how to make their relationship work, and nothing became accidental after that
Dominique & Lorcan
Paris - because despite it all, all of the mess and accidents and craziness that they get put through, they come out stronger and suddenly their somewhere else and so in love that they might stop breathing
Louis & Anamika
Lavender Haze - because everything is opposite with them and they weren’t supposed to work, but they’re damned if they do give a damn what people think of them and that was never an option
Percy & Audrey
Sweet Nothing - because that’s all they want after everything they went through, to just be together and live in this safe space together. Audrey has Percy running home to their sweet nothing.
Molly & Artie
Midnight Rain - because for a very long time they had it messed up, Molly hurt Artie and then Artie turned around and hurt Molly. But in the end they find each other in their own picture-perfect, shiny happy family.
Lucy & Devon
Bigger Than The Whole Sky - they are so used to this hurt being placed on them while being insanely in love with one another. One tragedy after the next, but despite all the goodbye goodbye goodbyes, they just grow stronger together.
George & Angelina
Hits Different - they are and will always be a ‘love at first sight’ couple, from the moment they were eleven they knew. So when they finally get together, well…it hits different because it’s them.
Freddie & LeeAnne
Glitch - they were supposed to only be just friends, but all the sudden they were attached together with a stitch and they never do manage to unravel
Roxanne & Sean/Sasha
Antihero - because after all of the pain Roxanne put herself through, in making herself the antihero of her own story, they love her despite midnights being her afternoons and all of her ghosts and vices haunting her on the daily.
Ron & Hermione
Maroon - it’s right there! But also, the story of a friendship becoming more is so satisfying and beautiful and this song honestly hits so many of my headcanons for them. They’ll be dancing together with no shoes and blushing so scarlet that it’s maroon, matching all of Ron’s sweaters
Rose & Scorpius
Snow on the Beach (feat. More Lana Del Rey) - because it’s not supposed to work, but it does and it’s fucking beautiful. They spent the beginning of their relationship flying like a dream and feeling impossible but happy.
Hugo & Lyla
Karma - because they spent so much time talking shit that was irrelevant but now they couldn’t be happier. Sometimes what goes around comes back around
Ginny & Harry
Question…? - a good girl and a sad boy, they come together and fall apart with a lot of questions between them, but it works out in the long run. Was it too much? Do you wish you could still touch her? We all know their answers.
James & Marci
Labyrinth- oh no they’re falling in love… after their exes wrecked them and left them with the kids, they weren’t supposed to find someone else so quickly, but it happens as they try to navigate the maze of single parenthood and new job responsibilities
Al & Maggie
You’re On Your Own, Kid - two lonely kids become more, only for one of them to leave the other on their own. Eventually they’ll realize that their not on their own and that they need to raise their kid together.
Lily & Ryan
Would’ve, Could’ve, Should’ve - because when you aim at the devil, you should have the one person that stood beside you the whole year by your side. She should’ve never danced with the devil and he shouldn’t have allowed his memories to become weapons, but at their lowest they found each other…again
I will do the other albums, just drop an album name in my inbox and I’ll get started!
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So I recently found my way back into webtoons, found this AMAZING webtoon called Let’s Play by Leeanne M. Krecic, read it all in about 2 days.
The fun part is, I showed my boyfriend ONE little thing I found funny, and he took my phone and started reading the entire chapter, so it clearly sucked him in too, so he decided to download webtoon as well, and he read it just about as fast as me. So during a good while we both sat and read this together, and it was the more intimate thing I’ve ever done I believe. Just sitting next to each other, reading the same thing. And after we have been able to discuss about it, and it makes me so very very happy!!
So now that we both have finished that one, he started with Heartstopper by Alice Oceman that I started with when the Netflix adaptation came out, and it feels so fun to have someone to talk to about these webtoons that I’m reading, and that he truly enjoys them:)
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MOST THINGS KENOBI THE PODCAST - EPISODE 67: REWATCHING ROGUE ONE IN THE THEATER...AND SOBBING LIKE FOOLS!
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Hey, what’s up? I hope you’re doing well! 💖 I’ve been missing our chats and was wondering if you had anything Danganronpa related you wanted to talk about~ Shinsai or Ougoku headcanons perhaps? No pressure or anything! I just like chatting with you. I hope you have a lovely day, Bunbun~ ✨☺️✨
Hiii, Leeann! 🤗💜 I’m doing just fine, thanks for asking! In fact, I have MANY Danganronpa related plans and topics to talk about… but recently, their implementation has been seriously hampered by the latest tasks before my graduation from the university 😅 Anyway, you made a request the day I have some free time, so I’m happy to spend it by answering ✨
Maybe for a change we should talk a little bit about Ougoku!🐞🎲 The only thing: I’m not sure it’s going to be full-blown headcanons, more like the thoughts that come into my mind..~
To tell you the truth, I’ve been deciding for a VERY long time whether I want to ship Kokichi and Gonta 😅 The problem was… how problematic Ouma is in such matters xD I can’t call myself an expert in his personality, and I haven’t played the game to saying things like "it's undeniable truth"… But I think it’s incredibly difficult to gain his trust in any kind of relationship. Moreover, in the game (as far as I know), Kokichi openly and repeatedly uses Gonta’s physical strength, kindness, and credulity – it can alienate many people; make them think that this relationship would be unhealthy :<
That’s what happened to me until I started looking into their art, fantasizing, and read a little comic ^^ Now I'm strongly believe that Kokichi blamed himself for the Gonta's death and didn't want to proceed with such measures. Their early relationship still seems to me full of drama (or just strained) because it's gonna be hard for Ouma to get over himself anyway… Perhaps he will see Gonta as an "old version of himself" who hates so much (cause' he's clearly not born a pathological liar) or, in principle, will push him away from himself, not understanding why Gonta continues to trust him 😩💢
But I’m pretty sure they’re strong enough to overcome all of this 😌After all, their recent DRS events show that they are able to understand each other better than anyone else. Kokichi sees through the Gonta, but he seems very reassured by the fact that Gokuhara always remains as he is 💜 As for Gonta, I really like the hc, that he’s insightful enough to know when Ouma’s lying and when he’s saying at least part of the truth *^* Not to mention his ability to appreciate Kokichi's tricks and foolery, 'cause it’s always fun around him 💚
Idk, it’s like there’s some sort of special bond between them… Of course, it’s possible I feel that way because of the visual contrast 😅 But I really can’t help but think that when Ougoku officially start dating, it’s gonna be an adorably comfortable couple >^< They’re so suited to some platonical interaction: quiet tight hugs before sleep; tangible protection of each other from any dangers; wordless support…
I suppose they wouldn’t advertise their relationship in any way, so for all their classmates (in a universe without a Killing Game or where most of them survived) guessing about it would be a huge shock 😂 Especially for Kaito (yeah, I’ll bring my BROT3 back here again :-P), although a little later he’ll even tease Kokichi about it 😄 Shuichi probably would have been worried about Gonta at first, but then, he would be genuinely pleased that there is a person able to understand and accept Ouma 😊
Also, I have a few more thoughts on Gonta’s meeting the Dice-gang!! It's possible that following old habits, Kokichi will want to make his boyfriend a member of his organization… ^^" But he'll quickly realize that their "activities" not suitable for Gokuhara and decide to help him in his entomological researches in end 🔎 Gonta, in turn, will be very honoured and delighted that Ouma has peoples at his side that can be with him if Gonta suddenly can't 😊
That's all for now! 😋 Thanks again for the question!! Don’t forget to tell me your opinion / experience / thoughts too – I will be very interested to discuss it! I also really hope that you have a wonderful day and that you are well 🥰💕
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last one for the night because it's late and honestly i'm just nostalgia-bombing for me, but i found the poem. i've been looking for this poem for years. around 5 or 6 or 7 of them, since she stopped talking to me, moved away, and fell off the internet. i had lost the future but i find it difficult to not be able to carry the past, and how often do you get poems written about you?
god 16 was hard. and everything after that too.
since i'm removing it from its original context: some CWs for disordered eating, being 16, references to christianity and the republican-moderate agenda
when jesus ate my house
by [linna], Jul 8, 2008, 3:47:27 PM
1. do you hate me?, she asks.
my legs are in my face, pressed in the
crevice, earth-break, ripping of my nose, hanging
between my eyes like an extra arm, curling
in on itself. i feel sick, dizzy; the world is
a dribbled basketball, a honeyed ham,
an empty soda bottle, a gutter and
a staircase. i could grab her face,
stretch the skin, vomit.
no, i want to say. no, no, no. please,
don't think that. why would you think
that? no. no, no, no. please, no.
never.
i sob and shake. she wracks her
brain for reasons to hate
herself. i can't respond. my mouth
slows and my head fevers, paces.
i shiver. her eyes melt.
i am silent, fitfully,
regrettably.
2. my head is the new
batcave.
he starts up his car; the engine rears.
my stomach roars with fitful delight. my gut
cooks up a tornado against fasting, against
eating, against being awake.
she laughs at my stupid jokes, my
silly words, my bad metaphors. she laughs and
she smirks and she smiles and she grins, and
she laughs, she laughs,
she laughs. it is
enough.
3. at the books-a-million at the local outdoor mall,
we sip drinks and i anxiously count the minutes
to closing time, searching for the words on
the table. it will not hand them over. i look at her,
blank, unsure.
you listen, she says. i'm not leaving.
emily isn't leaving and i am not leaving and
i don't care who left you before, because
i am not going
anywhere.
in the middle of the night she is telling me about
gay men and a fire and her father's coffee
maker, and i am throwing my legs in places i don't
understand and my brain struggles with
the idea of not-sleeping,
while she smiles and begins to dream when
she is still awake, and i know that
she will for long
after.
oh, i want to say. don't you understand?
you're going everywhere.
4. the sky promises thunderstorms. i crack
my fingers and bury my head
between my knees, the
epitome of
safe.
she has been underlining things
with her voice. i italicize,
emphasize. she emboldens,
brightens. i shrink back, slowly,
step by step. she reaches
out.
5. we are laying in my driveway. david jennings
(my arch-nemesis, my rival, my enemy)
rests at my side, crusted in my palm, and
she is absent-mindedly watching the moon
chew.
i am still babbling about my anorexia; it is
the day of my diagnosis. she listens. i
silently ask the stars to let the moment never end;
however,
i am the one who stands up finally and says,
it's getting late. let's go
back.
6. my dad does not understand
why i had to sit in the car to talk to her
on the phone. his eyebrows constrict,
contract, become semicolons and dashes
and questions murdering his forehead.
there is a contortionist
living in my father's brow.
i tell him he does not understand. the
telephone is like a dead rock in my hand, echoing
her words, her sighs, her ums, her giggles.
he shakes his head, mutters something about
teenagers. i recoil.
7. i want to, but
i do not tell her that i
am afraid. i am
strong, like milked bones and
tightened rope and prisoner biceps.
i am indestructible, i am clean, i am
fortified, i am unbreakable.
i am too much.
8. she makes me try on nicknames. they fit like
worn jeans, ballet slippers, ugly bathing suits.
lee is the first one she tries. i unsuccessfully
try to convince her that leeann is a name
on its own, that doesn't need to be shortened,
altered, modified, bloodied, pulped.
lunch comes next. i give her mine with a reassuring
glance and she smiles, sad, and works her
way through it, rhythmically. she senses the
awkwardness and drops the name; it sticks about as
well as her trying to shove food down my
throat.
linna, she finally settles on. it comes out of
nowhere: no backup, no story, no
explanation. it is simply there, attached onto my back,
hanging off my nose. she reads it in my eyes.
she does not let it go. and after a while, i don't know
if i want her to.
9. i don't feel real, sometimes.
like my feet are simply
weighted leaves, and my hands are
lightened bricks, and my head
is an empty balloon, about to pop. sometimes
i feel like i am the burden of someone's
imagination, a figment of someone's
unsympathetic hands. a clay figure, a doll, a
wooden statue, a house, a wall, a child,
a corpse.
i hope she feels skin and bones, tissues
and nerves, solidity and liquid, earth and
water and air and form. i hope she
realizes, and i hope she always
remembers.
10. this is a fic in which rodney is a unicorn
and john is a rainbow.
my face is lost to the curve of my elbow. it
is three-thirty a.m. and i cannot breathe. she spoons
her ice cream and smiles, laughing dryly, quietly pleased.
there is nothing more. there
doesn't need to be.
11. only you, she is cracking up, speaking
through the giggles, can listen to this
song while reading romantic fluff.
i grin. oh, be quiet, i say, and go
back to your bdsm and
bloodplay.
with pleasure.
12. she is my first victim.
i am practicing telling people i have a problem. it comes out
hasty, undefined, nervous. oh, i have a disorder. oh, that's just my
anxiety issues. panic attacks? yeah, i get those.
she does not know what to do with this
information. i can tell. she has her legs bunched
up underneath her, crouching to look at me
not-eating lunch on the cafeteria floor,
burrowed in the corner.
what are you doing here?, she says, instead.
she does not know what to do, so
she smiles.
i open my mouth. i think i like her
already.
13. i'll walk with you, she says.
i stare.
my voice cracks when i attempt to speak.
really?
yeah, really, she says, laughs.
why not?
14. there is a voice in the back of my
head that tells me to listen to her when she
talks about god, jesus, church. about
belief. there is a voice in the back of my head
that says to listen to her conservative views,
her republican-moderate agenda. there is
a voice in the back of my head that says,
shut up, for once, and
listen.
15. in a pool in north carolina in a smelly hotel with a full set of clothes on each,
we talk about our lives. we explain
ourselves, quietly, shyly,
unapologetically.
16. eat, linna, she says.
please.
i don't know how to tell her where i would be
without her. without her telephone calls,
her pokes and her prods, her questions; her asking
of my writing, her encouraging me on, her
awkward silences and comfortable speeches; the way
she sometimes sounds distant on the phone,
the way she inches in closer; her ethical debates, her
historical trivia, her moral inclinations, her
nocturnal sleeping schedules and
her overloaded eating habits, her addictions and her
favorites, her confessions and her not-secrets, her
wish-secrets, her honest-secrets.
no, i say. i'm sorry.
i can't.
i don't know how to tell her where i would be
without her.
i don't know how to explain, to convey,
to write and to picture
nowhere.
if you told me to stop,
i would.
anything.
17. do you hate me?, she pleads,
begs, wonders and
fears.
i am silent.
and i promise myself that i
never will be again,
for her.
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Okay, now I’m curious to know some of your favorite albums if you don’t mind? ‘Cause I can relate A LOT to the way you see Ms. Swift’s albums. And I’m searching for good music, so please give me recs! (Old & new.)
oh boy!! gear up, because i LOVE talking music.
pop:
rae by ashe & ashlyn by ashe (she's such a unique voice in pop today <3)
begin to hope by regina spektor
emails i can't send by sabrina carpenter
strangers forever by maude latour
woman on the internet by orla gartland
build a problem by dodie
bad together by rozzi
ed buys houses by sidney gish
gracetown by san cisco
wrong crowd by tom odell
bad ideas by tessa violet
some feelings by julia nunes
tell it to the volcano by miniature tigers
cuz i love you by lizzo
don't get dark by del water gap
be ok by ingrid michaelson
country:
you don't own me anymore by the secret sisters (LOVING this one lately)
jolene by dolly parton
out among the stars & american IV by johnny cash
lady & gentlemen by leeann rimes
rock:
jade bird by jade bird (OH MY GOD!!!!!)
odessey and oracle by the zombies
hotel tv by lawrence (this is sorta pop/rock/r&b fusion)
combat sports by the vaccines
bad self portraits by lake street dive (my favs)
playing chess by elise legrow
back to black by amy winehouse (EVERYTHING BY HER!)
chills and fever by samantha fish
songs for a sinking ship by april smith and the great picture show
we need medicine by the fratellis
the stranger by billy joel
love tattoo by imelda may
folk/indie:
in between dreams by jack johnson
songs of leonard cohen by leonard cohen (oh my god everything this man touches is GENIUS, he is probably my favorite lyricist of all time)
bridge over troubled water and sounds of silence by simon and garfunkel
wide awake & feathers and fishooks by rayland baxter
autumn fallin' by jaymay
maple ridge by swear and shake
healing and a remedy by upstate (SO underrated, one of my fav albums of all time is healing)
dead and born and grown by the staves
how i knew her by nataly dawn (SO GOOD)
jazz/r&b
lady soul by aretha franklin
lo-fi soul by haley reinhart
somewhere in between by eloise
it could happen to you by chet baker
the jerome kern songbook by ella fitzgerald
the astrud gilberto album by astrud gilberto
ella swings lightly by ella fitzgerald
songs from the heart by johnny hartman
in the wee small hours by frank sinatra
cocktail by rose colella
yesterday i had the blues by jose james
ella and louis by ella fitzgerald and louis armstrong (maybe my fav of all time?)
careless love by madeleine peyroux
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🐳
-🥺 ily
My lovely leeann -- moon of my life since day one your fics have had me in a chokehold. You're like human sunshine, you're always so fun to talk fic with and i love our chisme and freaking out over bin bons
send me a 🐳 and i'll tell you if i'm intimidated by you and what i like about you
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Qantas honours crew member Luke Davies on Mardi Gras float
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Qantas honours crew member Luke Davies on Mardi Gras float
Qantas will honour the life of flight attendant Luke Davies in Saturday night’s Mardi Gras Parade after he and partner Luke Baird’s murder rocked Sydney’s queer community.
Luke began flying with Qantas in Brisbane in 2022 and last year moved to Sydney to work as a flight attendant on international flights.
Ahead of the Mardi Gras Parade on Saturday, his mourning Qantas colleagues requested Luke’s name appear at the front of the float. Each year, the Qantas float typically features the nose of a Qantas plane (above) while staff follow behind.
Qantas’ Executive Manager Cabin Crew Leeanne Langridge previously said Luke is remembered as “a much-loved member of the Qantas cabin crew community in Brisbane and Sydney.”
“He had a passion for travel, life, his family and friends and the customers that he served,” she said.
“This is an incredibly sad time for those who worked alongside [Luke].
“He will be deeply missed. The whole team at Qantas are thinking of Luke and Jesse’s loved ones.”
Luke’s co-workers also shared moving tributes to the “beacon of sunshine” online.
“He was not just a close friend; he was a source of inspiration, a constant reminder of the beauty in life,” one fellow flight attendant wrote.
“Your laughter was infectious to everyone around you … your passing leaves a void that words can hardly express.”
Fellow crew member Brooke Walters recalled Luke’s dedication to his job on one of his last flights, from Sydney to Singapore just three weeks ago.
She told the Sydney Morning Herald Luke spent the entire eight-hour flight comforting a passenger suffering from dementia and the man’s wife.
“Luke took it upon himself to care for them constantly,” she recalled.
Luke’s partner, Jesse Baird, was a former 10 presenter and AFL umpire.
The AFL is also working with his loved ones on a tribute in the coming weeks.
‘This will be a more sombre Parade’
A community vigil for the murdered Sydney couple is on Friday night at Green Park in Darlinghurst.
Ahead of the parade, Mardi Gras co-chair Brandon Bear said the organisation is working with the community on tributes to the men.
Brandon said Mardi Gras has “always been a lot of things to a lot of people” and there have been situations in the past “where we’ve come together to celebrate but also come together to mourn, to create change”.
“For some people this will be a more sombre event. For some people they might choose to sit this one out,” he said on Friday.
“We’re working with the community and we know our partners are working to use their parade floats to talk to the lives and the memory of these young men.”
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No but like, the idea of two blocked people and a bunch of gray faces having “discourse” about my “worsening reputation” in the Hazbin Hotel fandom is so funny to me, because like:
Everything I know about Blair White and sh0eonhead I’ve had to learn against my will, because of this fandom.
Everything I know about Scott Cawthon I’ve had to learn against my will, because of this fandom.
Everything I know about Brandon ‘drops the R slur every video’ Rogers I’ve had to learn against my will, because of this fandom.
Because of this fandom, I’ve had to be subjected to “Rolling Robbie”.
And if you guys think I’d buy any official Helluva Boss merch after tolerating this shit along with the R-Slur that I don’t think would have been in the pilot if Roger’s hadn’t been hired, I don’t know what to tell you.
I still have my questions about Roger’s calibrating with Greg whatever his last name, is... Who’s actual channel name is so taboo to talk about I think it’s getting censored because it keeps disappearing every time I try to type it here?
Vivziepop channel’s merch commercials making fun of wheelchair users again in their promos (check the last ones for Summer).
The Amber Heard parody that Brandon did was in extremely poor taste, too. And I only bring it up because of:
Brock Baker
Stamper
The knowledge of the staff that work on Hazbin and Helluva still eat at Chick Fil A, they’re sorry if you’re gay. They know that they’re Bad Gays TM for doing that but The Sandwiches Are So Good! TM 🥺
The fact that I would have happily donated to the hunnicast if I wasn’t forced to just be tolerant of not only the Chick Fil A apologists, but also another ableist arsehole that isn’t Brandon LOUDLY SCREECHING “REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!” directly into my ears at the start of nearly every episode and every five minutes after.
The fact that I know some you guy’s favorite YouTubers are pewdiepie and Logan Paul.
Speaking of YouTubers:
Anyway, case in point: I know that the Hunnicast had to remain “apolitical” because of funding reasons, but there’s absolutely no reason for the fandom itself to adopt this mentality and it’s probably half of the reason people hate the majority of you! So I don’t know why the irony of even speaking about “worsening reputations” in this fandom of all fandoms is so hopelessly lost on people but I’m just gonna leave you with this actual, real life video of Brandon Rogers appropriating my culture in order finally let it sink in just how much. A. I’m on no ones side but my own. B. I hate all of you. C. I don’t owe abled-bodied autistics ether civility nor do I give even the slightest shit about my ‘worsening reputation’ in this fandom because I’m “rude”, “unlikable”, and actually have enough boundaries to BLOCK PEOPLE! D. I don’t owe shit to an abled-bodied, uppity cis-woman-fandom-mom-political centrist just because she claims she’s black, especially since she basically implied how she thought I was retarded and then said “I didn’t know that nor do I care” ( because she doesn’t have enough comprehension skills to notice references to my disability in both my url and profile and I’m surprised that she didn’t try to call me racist for having “crip” in my url, too). This fandom really literally is full bigoted political centrists and I refuse to make myself palatable to them.
Me: *Making a ‘Yo Daddy’ joke about Leeanne’s parents being two caricatures from a cartoon that she’s claims isn’t racist, since she wants to act like a cartoon caricature of angry black nerd*
Leeanne, throwing her bisexuality into it even though that joke about two racist cop cartoon characters created by a white dude that she just defended wasn’t racist being her parents had absolutely nothing to do with bi sexuality: ... Wow. This has to be the most bi-phobic, racist thing I’ve ever read in my entire life, you dug your own grave and I’m also going to type out your entire URL here even though the two shorter names you want people to call you are right there on your page but I’m not gonna use them because in my eyes you’re mentally disabled and I don’t see you as human and I don’t care if you call me ableist for disrespecting your disability ether! You dug your own grave, retard. Now lie in it!
Me, like, three years ago, the first time I saw this shitty, r-slur slinging youtuber crip-up to pretend to be one of my people and exploit us for the sake of “comedy” and money because, unfortunately, Viv gets herself into shenanigans sometimes and I just wanna know how badly this dudes shenanigans are gonna reflect on her new show now that I also have to tolerate her being involved with THIS specific kind of loser: .... Okay so working with someone who produces this shit is admittedly a new low for Viv and I hope to God that she keep you on a short creative leash and if your ableist, Elevated Andy Dick sounding arse gets recast for pulling some Problematic YouTuber TM bullshit I do not care especially since I see you’ve worked with Greg! You’ve just dug your own grave for me. Brandon Rogers, lie in it!
You guys, if I ever posted my grievances and exact feelings regarding Brandon in the tags before now: I am so sorry but are you okay you angry little invalid? I’m legit asking because it’s a bit much. I think you need to learn to take a joke and I think you’re taking this a bit too far almost like an anti would... Do you not care about the fandoms good reputation?
Me, before I block you: Honey listen, we’re in Hell, there is no “good reputation” or redemption, fuck off .
Abled-Bodied Mentally Ill People block evading me to call me rude and condescending and mean and harass an Actual Invalid in a world where “Rolling Robbie” is still on Viv Medrano’s pay roll: HOW DARE YOU CALL ME HO-
*oops they’re blocked again*
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