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cherryfires · 5 hours ago
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#islamophobia in the tags#you don't have to read this is just. me venting i guess#did you know we were as young as 9 or 10 when our teachers would gather us in the hall and show us videos of pa/lestine getting bombed#and being under attack for years and no one comes to help them#and then we'd send a collective prayer for them to be safe and protected and free one day and we'd give donations to the people sending help#we'd do this till we were like 12 or 13#now i'm 22 and... they're still nowhere near free and still under attack just like the videos i watched years ago#this is old news to me and maybe i've even grown a bit desensitised to it but. like why are people only NOW concerned about them#i know it's unfair to be mad but why did it. have to get so so much worse for people to actually take notice and speak up and do something#they literally. set the oldest mosque in the world on fire. one of the places that holds such a huge significance in islamic lore#i've learned and admired this mosque and its history for as long as i remember and it's. on fire#and the more i see people posting videos of the attack the more sick and desensitised i feel cause#i've seen these kinds of vids since i was 10!!!!!!#i'm just. i'm sorry if i sound mean and insensitive but i am so tired i swear to god i am tired of knowing this is still happening#and it's just got so much worse#i'm gonna delete later please don't reblog or anything on the off chance this appears on... whatever tags#yours sincerely
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corvidaedream · a day ago
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also it felt very weird when the guy at the fish counter was like “uh do you need this squid cut open and cleaned?” and the part of my brain that overshares was like “oh no, they taught us how to do that in girl scouts”
is it the truth? yes.
did this poor guy need an adult to tell him she learned how to take apart a squid as a child in girl scouts for reasons unknown? probably not.
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iamakiller · 7 days ago
Charlie!
Anatomy of a Killer was perfection as always! I’ve been awed by and in love with your writing since day one.
I’ve always wondered, are there any characters or personalities, real or fictional, from whom you’ve drawn to create your Killer Charlie? Or any other external influences behind his persona? He’s so nuanced and deep that I’m constantly amazed.
As an aside, you and Contesa are both wrong. Gandalf and the Ring Wraiths are tied for best LOTR characters.
Shannon!
Thank you very much.  I’m so glad you enjoyed Anatomy of a Killer.  I must also thank you for your enthusiastic support since the beginning of this blog.
With regards to your question, I have had a fascination with American serial killers since my early teens, when I checked the book “Mindhunter” by John E. Douglas out of the library on a whim and read the whole thing in one night.  I’ve always been interested in the darker aspects of the human mind, and especially the why of a person becoming a killer.  Although I never even considered choosing to pursue psychology or criminology as a career path, nor indeed murder.)  I wasn’t inspired by any particular individual, but I’m sure that the ridiculous amount of knowledge I’ve crammed into my brain over the years played its part.
A major influence in terms of how I chose to unravel Charlie’s story was undoubtedly the Netflix documentary series “I Am A Killer” (I swear I had completely forgotten the name of the show when I named this blog!) which deliberately and carefully unfurls the story of each episode in such a way that you feel horror and compassion in equal parts for the titular individual by the end of the hour.  
Other than that, I'm not knowingly aware of any other influences.  Killer Charlie is all mine, I’m afraid!
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gottagobuycheese · 9 days ago
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to everyone who doesn’t turn into a paranoid flesh-mannequin full of so much adrenaline that death would be a more pleasant alternative every time you see a spider move (or not move, even): how does it feel to know you’re one of the most powerful beings on the planet
#currently watching this teeny tiny itsy bitsy honestly-almost-cute-if-I-were-anyone-but-me spider weaving this web across my ceiling light#I may also be going slightly blind by staring into this lightbulb for the past however long it's been#is it worse to stare directly at the object of your greatest fear or NOT stare at it and let it catch you by surprise??? we may never know#Cheese's personal molasses#hhrhghg why do you MOVE like that what is WRONG with you#IT'S SO TINY WHY DO I HAVE TO STARE AT IT LIKE MY LIFE DEPENDS ON IT THIS IS SO DUMB#‘it's just Muffet's cousin there's nothing scary about Muffet's cousi—HOLY SMOKES DON'T YOU DARE FALL OFF THAT WEB OR I'LL KILL SOMETHING’#95% of my brain is of the ‘this is so dumb and boring let's give our attention to literally anything else’ camp#and the other 5% is ready to set the house on fire and the drop of a coin#maybe I could just do the paper thing? I've done it successfully once#ugh but what if I MISS it's SO TINY (and all interwoven in web eww)#why can't I just appreciate the strange beautry of nature like a normal person#what are you trying to protect me from brain what do you think is possibly threatening about this situation#anyways good news is that typing this out has made me calm down significantly#bad news is that now it is far far too late to ask for assistance in removing it form the premises#not that I could really ask because this is one of the puniest spiders I've ever seen in my life#and no one would ever take me seriously again lol#GENUINELY DON'T KNOW HOW YOU SURVIVED THE INFAMOUS SPIDER WEEK OF SEPTEMBER 2019 PAST ME BUT I DO NOT ENVY YOU#anyways up next on the list of ‘things I want to do during my gap year’ is getting started on some FREAKING exposure therapy#because this is ridiculous and frankly unsustainable#just let me go to sleeeep free me from this prison of my own making#maybe I could grab some squares of toilet paper and just. chuck it out the window or something#god I hope there aren't any others trying to sneak in the open window I would actually die#in hindsight I'm very glad that my childhood fantasy of being a Main Character™/hero of any sort never came to fruition#imagine being the civilian trapped in a structurally unsound building waiting for the superhero to save you#only to be told they'll let you all die because a spider the side of half of half of a grain of rice was somewhere in their vicinity#IMAGINE HOW EASY IT WOULD BE FOR THE BAD GUYS TO WIN WHAT A DUMB STORY THAT WOULD BE#okay I want my story to stop being dumb so I am going to GET the toilet paper and DEAL with this thing or die trying#in this world it's DON'T KILL and DON'T BE KILLED#whelp it stopped moving/fell asleep? do I dare risk invading it's territory to remove it form mine? I can't see most of the web
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redxriiot · 11 days ago
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Bakusquad minus Kacchan cuz he’s no fun being like the Tank Gang to Eri’s Nemo.
#//Complete with doing the initiation thing akjf#;mun has spoken#//One of them gets assigned to look after her for a bit (esp Kiri) and they coordinate#//She gets brought out behind the dorms into a shady area and the others are all chanting ominously#//But Kiri totally warns her about it before so instead of getting scared; she starts chanting just like he told her to#//That's already cute; omfg. All of them making ominous voices and her littler shier one stands out lots#//Definitely gets encouraged through it so she doesn't lose her nerve#//Gets lead to a little campfire set up that's an expy of the volcano from the movie#//Kiri totally does Bloat's whole speech to be cool and Ashido has to explain to Eri that they want her to be 'part of the cool kids'#//Aka; them. Bc they all wanna be her friends#//Totally tone down the whole ring of fire thing so she doesn't get scared when they light it#//Tell her she has to jump over the fire (while holding Sero and Kiri's hands ofc bc they're the tallest) to show how brave she is#//She gets plenty encouraged and told they'll be right there to help her; so she feels safe enough to#//They totally celebrate her and treat her to some nice bunny apples when she does it#//Call her the bravest little thing they've ever known#//Not immediately after; bc they gotta take a moment after she makes the cutest little proud/relieved smile when she lands afterwards#//They try to keep it between them; bc Aizawa would kill them if he knew#//But Eri would probably spill the beans on them anyways#//Either bc she'd proudly tell Aizawa; Mirio; or Izuku that she'd jumped over fire today and give them a heartattack#//Or just the fact that she'll be happily chanting 'SHARK BAIT; OOHAHA' afterwards#//Bc she loves the sound of it. The others made her seem like a brave hero and even gave her a cool name!#//Which Kiri or Kaminari gave her when Sero held her up like Simba#//Deku's probably the one that gets them all dfhdrgd#//Aizawa could never get there before he would; and hell hath no fury like a Deku under Parental Stress#//'WHY WOULD YOU MAKE HER DO THAT?' 'WE MADE SURE SHE WAS SAFE AND OKAY WITH IT FIRST; IT'S FINE' 'NO; IT'S NOT-'#//Damn; this was supposed to be a fun post; but now I think I got a fic idea jdshbfdrkg#plot ideas#//So I don't lose it
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ladybuvelle · 14 days ago
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A Noble, a Foreigner, a Mute, and a Mage
If you were to ask Sona, she’d likely say she’s had a very good life thus far. Not much to complain about. And certainly she’s been extremely lucky and fortunate to escape Ionia before Noxus invaded, but also lucky to be swiftly adopted by a prominent Demacian noble house. She’s been afforded the best of the best, she’s grown into a dazzlingly beautiful young woman, and her kindness and charity is well known. Sure, being mute comes with its own set of obstacles, but the good far outweighs the bad.
Right?
There’s little doubt that Lestara and Barrette Buvelle love their adoptive child very much. She’s as much their child as their biological daughter Kahina is. But... culture is culture, and Demacia has long never been ready for the “magic conversation”.
As soon as Sona announced her intentions to further her musical studies, there was a noticeable mix of parental support and awkward smiles. It’d be fine if she just wanted to play the piano or compile her notes of musical theory, but they knew what music meant for Sona. They knew her magic was connected to the instrument she arrived with as a child. And they knew what Demacia would have to say about that...
Their status among the nobility, Lestara’s particular clout with the Demacian council, and the Buvelle family’s close ties with the Lightshield royal family make it both easy and difficult to deal with Sona’s “flights of musical fancy”. People generally love her performances and will travel miles just to hear her perform. Listening to her play is said to soothe the aching heart and mind in ways nothing else can compare to, and enliven the spirit better than the sweetest drink!
And it’s magic. Everyone knows it’s magic. Music can be powerful on its own, but the songs Sona plays, if you really pay attention, should technically be impossible. It’s obvious. It’s an open secret. And it was really putting pressure on Lestara in particular (as Barrette was often away serving in the military). As time went on, even though they were very close as mother and daughter, the two would argue over Sona’s “irresponsible” behavior. She was told not to perform so publicly. So what did she do? She would sneak out and play “private” performances at taverns and small showrooms owned by friends. When her mother found out about that the arguing only got worse...
... and then Barrette died in combat.
It was a turning point. Everything around Sona suddenly began to change; Prince Jarvan was brought home safely, but with a strange new “friend”. Kahina, always supportive of her sister regardless of what mother said, took up their father’s military commission and joined the Illuminators. And Lestara, in her grief, decided to take Sona back to Ionia with the intent of setting her up with a new life in a place she thought Sona would be able to better thrive without the constraints of Demacia’s anti-magic culture.
To Sona, it has often felt like being true to herself upsets people. Other people always talk as if they know what’s best for her or how she should act, or say things like “you’re such a nice girl, if only you didn’t do ___”. She tries to be free-spirited, and has a tendency to run off on her own to be alone or to go on little “adventures”, but at the end of it all she has a strong desire to please people and feel wanted and needed. Her journey of personal growth finds her acting on independence but longing to be someone dependable.
And now with the Mage Rebellion things have only gotten worse for her identity. The Mageseekers are more vigilant than ever, and care little if she’s a Buvelle or not. In a time where people more than ever need comfort, it’s a painful thing to try and hold herself back. And for what? Because of magic? It’s all very foolish, in her opinion.
But it’s the way of things. And so she sits. And sometimes sneaks out. And every time she almost gets caught, she prays it doesn’t get back to her mother...
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writer-on-time · 15 days ago
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Going back to this highly self-indulgent concept on this fine Sunday evening, you know what would be cool as hell?
If Ithos' "weakness" comes in the form of losing some of his shadows, bringing him into focus, looking closer to what he used to be. weak, therefore human.
but it's not true transformation, only a reminder. and soon enough the shadows come back.
(transcript under the cut)
CALIX & ITHOS BEAUTY AND THE BEAST AU (yes this is exactly as self indulgent as it sounds)
Ithos is the Beast.
he is charged with guarding the enchanted castle for the witch-king who created it
he's been here for... years. can't remember a time where he wasn't, except to be sure that there was one
where he used to be human
but now he isn't.
he is a creature hard to touch, but sharp-edged enough to cut; made of shadow and emanating menace, but somewhere in the heart of him there is a fragment that is real.
he haunts the grounds and drives away any who approach, rising from the dusk or the dark like a nightmare, tearing through what stays to fight.
but he is weakened afterwards, vulnerable, and perhaps he can be overcome. it is a flaw in his creation. he lives in fear of it, because should he fail in his duty, he might be unmade.
is there any hope for freedom? he doesn't know.
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rslwasmygayawakening · 17 days ago
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Sorry that I’m kinda inactive it might be that way for a few days or so I’m going through some personal stuff, but ily and I’ll post some weird hc for the poets or write a little fic when I come back for real, I’ll be answering messages and ask when I can and I have a some post queued for the next a bit
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