#memories;

[unclejackworthing]

PINNED (for the prompt thingy)

send PINNED for a scene from my muse's past in which they were stuck somewhere, literally or figuratively

“I'm not hiding anything. I told you, she ran away from home. She said, and I quote, that she didn't want to go and live with you ‘filthy German bastards.’ I've been searching for her for days.”

The German soldiers at Jack's door look unimpressed. He doesn't know how they found out so soon. The train wasn't even being boarded until the afternoon; how did they already know, now only at dawn, that he didn't intend to put Margaret on it?

“Then I suppose you won't mind us taking a look around your attic.” 

Fuck. Jack's hands go to the doorframe, bracing to block the entrance and buy her at least a few seconds as he shouts back into the house. “Margaret, run! Out the back, go!”

It all happens so fast. He's thrown across the room like a ragdoll, shoved and pinned against a wall to keep him from interfering, the muzzle of a gun pressed to his chin. She's a blur as she comes crashing down the stairs and out the backdoor. The second of the soldiers follows. There's a sinking feeling in his heart telling him that he'll never see her again.

He thrashes in the soldier's grasp to no avail.

“She's just a child! Let me go! She's just-” A single gunshot rings out. He thinks at first that it's from the soldier pinning him against the wall. When it sinks in that his brain is still inside his skull, he realizes that it's so much worse.

#[sorry about it] #memories; #child death tw

[zuzsenpai]

I was recently at a local craft fair and bought a necklace that goes really nicely with the shirt I was wearing that day. It was made by a woman who I apparently graduated high school with. Who recognized me instantly even though, based on my shitty memory, we were not acquainted back then (20 years ago). I did not recognize her in the slightest (though I vaguely recognized her name when she said it). We had like 700 kids in our graduating class AND I wasn't in the public school system until I started high school, so it's not like I would have been in school with her longer than 4 years. I also barely spoke to anyone outside my friend group and was relatively unassuming and invisible. I'm also currently 90 lbs heavier than I was back then.

So honestly it's WILD how observant some people are and how good visual memories can be for some people. I.... do not have that ability. If you put a single person from our class outside of my friend group in a lineup, I would NEVER be able to recognize them. This woman currently lives about a quarter mile from me. Which does make me feel a bit better knowing I'm not the only one of those 700 kids still living in our home town.

#zuzu note; #memories; #y'all have no idea how weird it is to say 'woman' instead of 'girl' #but I really shouldn't be calling a 35 year old a 'girl' (especially someone I don't know) #even though that's what I refer to myself as

[cafffine]

woke up this morning, rolled over, and very confidently tried to blow out my alarm clock like a candle. absolutely no precedent for that.

#muscle memory from another dimension #double shot

[kropotkindersurprise]

February 28, 2024 - American military veterans burn their uniforms calling for a free Palestine, at a vigil for Aaron Bushnell in Portland, Oregon. [source]

#aaron bushnell #free palestine #palestine #solidarity #veterans #usa #martyrs #memorial #video #2024 #portland #oregon #genocide #occupation #israel #apartheid #military #anti-imperialism #anti-militarism

[dikdikpronouncedxylophone]

The most terrifying part of having memory issues is when you can feel something from 5 seconds ago be thrown out the window and there's an empty hole where it once was. You remember that you forgot something.

#amnesia #adhd #memory #memory issues #memory loss #adhd problems #neurodiversity #neurodivergent #amnesiac disorder

[aerodaltonimperial]

so back when i was teaching, one of the things i learned to look for were the "mood makers", as i liked to call them, of the classes. there were always 2 or 3 per class, and it was easy to find them in the first few days. you got those kids on your side, and it was a ripple effect with the rest of the students - they would all follow. so winning those kids over was huge when it came to how the year would play out. and from time to time, whenever the class was sort of faltering - middle of winter, of a big project, burn-out high - i would lean back in on those mood makers again to turn things around.

one particular class, when we had a big multi-month group project happening, were just... really struggling with getting their shit together lol. they were supposed to be practicing their presentations (english speaking class) and they were doing pretty much anything but, and their presentations were supposed to start the next class day. they were also PANICKING as i started giving out some feedback - which was NOT GREAT - as they were running through the lines they were supposed to be remembering. after realizing all of them needed so much extra work, i decided we needed to have a turn-around, so i invited one of the mood makers up to the front. i held out a cup to him, with two papers inside.

"one of them," i said, "says tuesday, and if you draw that, presentations go as planned. but one of them says thursday, and if you choose that one, everyone gets extra time to practice."

everyone was like OH SHIT. OKAY. THIS IS IT. and this mood maker, he was a big personality (they usually are) so i knew he'd really ham this up, and he did. we made a huge deal, with drum-rolls and everything, of him picking one out of the cup. he opened it up the paper and announced THURSDAY to a round of huge cheers. he was the class hero. everyone had TONS of motivation to work super hard on this gifted extra day, and really put the time in. their presentations were great. morale SOARED.

the plot twist was that both papers said thursday, because they all needed the extra time. my forever teacher advice: find creative ways to make things happen so that you get the buy-in from the class.

#this memory came up in my facebook #and i was like OH THAT CLASS #i remember this hahaha

[toss-a-coin-to-your-stan-account]

there's no greater betrayal than finally starting to read a book you've had sitting for months on your shelf or your desk or your nightstand and then finding out it's bad. like. i gave you a fucking home.

#@ the memory thief #This BETTER not be master of one or iron widow #mine #reading #Books

[ibtisams]

My father was martyred by Israel on 10 October 2023 after sacrificing his care in hospital so the injured children could take priority. Today would have been his 60th birthday. He was always selfless, kind, and giving for others. My father gave up everything for me to be able to have a better life, because that is what he always dreamed for me and my sister. The world suffered a great loss when he died, and my heart is always with him and every Palestinian who has lost someone.

In his honour and memory, I would love for anyone who is able to do so to consider donating to The Palestine Children’s Relief Fund.

The PCRF is an amazing organisation that does so much for those in Gaza right now, including helping provide food, water and medicine. You can donate any amount you are able to- there is no minimum! My father would have given his very last cent if he saw the way Palestine was continuing to suffer after over 100 days with this limited aid, so I know celebrating him by helping others is the least he would have wanted.

I saw @parrot-parent do a very successful donation match and I thought it was such a good idea so I will also match all donations up to $500! If you feel comfortable sending me proof of the amount of your donation, I will match it as a donation at the end of February. (My messages are set to mutuals only, but if you donate and we aren’t mutuals if you send an ask with the proof I will make sure to answer it privately.)

#can you tell my baby pictures with him are my favourite 🙂 #sorry this is so long and emotional I just knew I wanted to do something in celebration of his birthday #and he really was the most selfless person so helping others through his memory is a perfect way to do so #if no one sends me their proof of donations I will just donate $500 at the end of the month 👍 #🦢

[sabertoothwalrus]

kui is literally so brilliant at well-thought-out anatomy and character design I could just study it all day

#dungeon meshi #tallmen #dwarves #half-foot #my art #this is more off my memory of laios senshi and chilchucks relative sizes so it might not be perfectly representative for their races lol

[queersatanic]

Happy birthday, Duane.

#Duane Kearns Puryear #HIV/AIDS #queer history #AIDS Memorial Quilt #Duane died in 1991 #He’d be 59 this year

[unclejackworthing]

CAUGHT

send CAUGHT for a scene from my muse's past in which they were caught doing something they shouldn't

Washcloth scrubs furiously at the collar of Margaret's school uniform. She's seated on the bathroom counter, squirming impatiently at the action. If he can just be quick about it-

Too late. Her mother appears in the doorway, arms crossed, looking awfully suspicious of the whole situation. “Margaret, what is that on your collar?”

“Oh, it's from school, from art class,” Jack quickly answers for her, “Just a little-”

“Ice cream!” His rambling excuses are interrupted by the loud mouth of a five year old. He shoots her a glare. Betrayal- and from his own daughter!

“Jack, right before dinner? Again?” The woman who stands in the doorway looks exasperated, though a twitch of a smile at the corner of her lips suggests they're too cute to stay mad at.

“It's her first year of school! She deserves to celebrate a little bit, don't you think?”

“First year of school!?” Rosemary Worthing laughs in disbelief at her husband's audacity, “You intend to feed her sweets before dinner all year!?”

#memories;

[wearenotjustnumbers2]

These two kids are Hamza (the oldest) and Qusai (the youngest).

Their mother shares this video and bids them goodbye. They were both killed by Israeli bombardment 5 days ago. She says:

[Two days before Hamza and Qusai were killed, hamza asked me: "mom, when we die, where will I go?" And I told him: "you will be a bird in heaven, my love." He said: "and Qusai?" "Just like you inshallah."

And indeed, two days later, he left and took his brother with him. It's like he was preparing me for saying goodbye to both of them. Heaven is more beautiful than any place on this Earth, habibi. We will meet and be reunited one day, me, your dad and you two].

Our kids don't deserve to die already thinking about what will happen to them, they don't deserve to die already terrified, anticipating their death because the world failed them and decided their lives mean nothing. We are not numbers. Remember their names and their stories.

#if any of you have information/ a story of a Palestinian live lost send it to me and i will share it too #we have to keep their memory alive with us #Palestinian lives #palestine #gaza #israel #important #current events #free palestine #ethnic cleansing #free gaza #gaza strip #gaza under attack #gaza under genocide #usa #america #joe biden #video #we are not numbers #free palestine 🇵🇸

[astearisms]

catalysts, protectors

#man those episodes #so many things put into perspective #like Simon’s role as a protector and his kindness and empathy and compassion and existence being the catalyst for the rest of ooo to #flourish #and Betty is a protector of Simon #I wonder if the last two episodes will explore more of her character? there’s so much to be explored about her giving so much of herself #to Simon but not thinking about what she wants for herself #do we get to explore her feelings or see her at all? will she have changed or learned to let go #I think there will be some sort of closure for the both of them #but at what cost #I am still crying over that scene with Simon’s memory of Betty and their song #my art #fionna and cake #fionna and cake spoilers #simon petrikov #betty grof #petrigrof #golbetty

[kozzax]

It's times like these, when Grian refers to snails as molluscs and gastropods, that I remember he has a degree in marine biology. In retrospect this makes the fishing arc funnier I think.

#me vibing #hermitcraft #grian #not that people outside marine bio don't know snails are molluscs #it's just. not the world's most common knowledge i feel like #so it unlocked the 'hermit real world achievements' memory file in my brain

[ashstfu]

someone said we had more fun in childhood because we didnt have any past memories to linger on and it has stuck with me ever since

#memory is punishment. #03 #🪀

[lgbtlunaverse]

Nothing will dispell the "the curtains were just blue" myth faster than writing something yourself, because the amount of pretentious symbolism i am putting in my silly little fanfics is ridiculous. I mean SO much with these words, literally every single one of them. This fic has twenty five typos and zero correct uses of punctuation but if there's curtains you bet your ass I put thought into what colour they were.

#writing #fic writing #like this is stuff i'm doing for fun with my perfectionism meter turned down as far as i can get it #and i am still thinking about it A LOT #talk to me about how in red string fic jgy perceives the memory block both as syrup and as mud but nmj thinks it feels like blood #it's just a thing in their heads that mentally feels kind of thick and sticky but they both made something different of it #it's about issues with cleanliness / lies as a way to craft an illusion of a better lopking world vs the constant violence nmj lives in