i see so many girls and there’s so many different types of pretty… there’s like the honey, green tea pretty girls that like sitting outside and soaking up the sun…. the dark pretty with black eye make up and wild hair and piercings… the bad bitch pretty with killer highlight and striking style….. the lazy pretty girls with snapbacks and sneakers…. the bookish girls with glasses and sweaters that make your heart melt…. the soft Angel pretty girls who just look as sweet as a peach with soulful eyes…. the cute girls with chubby cheeks and messy hair and it seems like warmth emits from them… girls are so fucking beautiful
Tbh all of these fake stories going around and they’re so obvious but if any of them said “so I work in retail” id be “okay yeah” because the weirdest shit goes down when you work retail. It could say “so I work in retail and today Jesus came in and turned all our water bottles into wine” and I’d be like “shit that’s wild what’d your manager do”
Shout out to all the janitors that clean public bathrooms. Seriously thank you. You make going to public bathrooms a little more bearable when it’s clean. You’re all under appreciated heroes.
I've been trying to write a Deaf character but my dialogue is coming out kind of ... flat. Should I use "said" or "signed" when I'm attributing the dialogue to the Deaf character? How do you even describe someone's tone if they're not speaking? Do hands even have a tone? Help????
Hey anon! So, let’s go over some tips for writing Deaf and Hard of Hearing characters, shall we?
Said or Signed?
Either! “Said” is one of those words that readers don’t even notice, which is a good thing. You know when you’re reading and everything is “moaned Kate” “uttered Chance” “grumbled Lacie”? That’s annoying, and every writing blog will telly you to use those words sparingly. “Said” is just from the verb “to say,” which doesn’t specify whether you’re speaking or signing. Using “signed” can be really useful, especially when you have hearing characters along with the Deaf character. A hearing character may sign something when the Deaf person is in the room, but speak something when they leave, or the Deaf character may use spoken language primarily but sometimes sign. Don’t overuse “signed” though, because that can be just as distracting as “grumbled.” If your Deaf character is signing, you can just say “Alex said.”
ASL Tone
Yes, inflection and tone do exist in ASL! I love it so much it’s so awesome ok here we go.
Facial expressions are used for grammar in ASL for some signs, but are also used for tone. You can easily tell if someone’s angry by their facial expressions, and Deaf people are no exception.
Also, you’ll DEAFinitely (I’m so hilarious) be able to tell someone’s tone by their hand movements. I knew it was possible to yell in ASL, but I didn’t really know how until I was talking about an episode of Grey’s Anatomy with my ASL professor, and it went somewhat like this.
Me: Remember last class, when you told us about that Grey’s Anatomy episode with Deaf characters?
Shannon: Yeah, that was such a good episode! Did you watch it?
Me: I did, it was so good!
Shannon: IT WAS SO GOOD I WAS SO EXCITED APRIL PAYS SO MUCH ATTENTION TO WHAT THE DEAF COMMUNITY ACTUALLY WANTS AND JACKSON IS A JERK
Shannon really yelled, and there was no question about it. Her face absolutely lit up, eyes wide, beaming smile about to crack her face in half, and she actually leaned into her signing with her whole body. When she was praising April, she leaned forward. During the transition to her next point, she sort of returned to leaning back normally. When judging Jackson, she leaned forward again on the word “jerk.” Her signing was still very legible but it was forceful, flowing very smooth and fast. The stress was really put on “pays attention” because that was praise and it was very important, and she really snapped the sign “jerk” and gave it a negative, sharp tone.
In short: yes, signers do very much have tones and inflections – they’re just not communicated via voice. Actually, sometimes they are; my Deaf camp counselor vocalized some signs when she got really excited (which was all the time). She didn’t speak, but she did vocalize a bit.
Writing ASL Grammar
Please please please do not write in ASL gloss!!!!!!!! ASL gloss, if you don’t know, is pretty much a written English form of ASL. If I was to sign “I went to the store yesterday,” the gloss version would be YESTERDAY STORE I GO. That is not something you’re going to want your readers to sift through, as it is neither English nor ASL anymore. It’s jarring to read. Don’t use the grammar of ASL while you’re writing in English. Also, because ASL has expressions that English does not, people may get confused (I highly doubt a non-signer would understand when a Deaf character gets in a sticky situation and the dialog reads “DO-DO-DO”).
Writing A Non-Signer/Beginning Signer
If you’ve got a character who is hearing/raised orally/LDA (Late Deafened Adult) or for whatever other reason is learning ASL later in life and is trying to use it, they’re probably going to get a little stuck. It happens! But how do you write that?
The answer is still not to gloss it. You can use other tips and tricks to make the reader understand that this character is grasping for the right word or expression, or just has completely blanked out! Just remember not to overuse ellipses.
Writing Deaf Characters Interacting
Really, if you’re writing any Deaf/HoH character, it’s important that you are knowledgeable about Deaf culture, mannerisms, etc. Deaf culture is very different from hearing culture. For instance, Deaf people share a lot more information than hearing people do. If a hearing person is late to a meeting, they’ll just say “Sorry I’m late, car trouble.” A Deaf person will say “Sorry I’m late, my car made this weird knocking feeling and then totally died on the highway! I had to call Triple A – what a hassle with VRS, right? – and it took an hour for them to come!”
Another example is my relationship with one of my Deaf professors. Most hearing student/professor relationships are very professional with not a lot of (if any) friend elements. Our relationship is very professional, but she emails me links to articles she thinks I might like, rec’d me a movie about a transgender porn star, and told the entire class the story of her first period. Information sharing is very important in Deaf culture, and conversations within that culture will look different than similar conversations between members of hearing culture.
Also, be sure you’re not having Deaf characters facing away from each other when they’re chatting, or in different rooms. With hearing characters, they can chat while doing the dishes or shout from upstairs to someone downstairs. Deaf characters can still do the dishes and sign at the same time, but it just has different dynamics. Like hearing people can talk with their mouth full, it’s possible to multitask with hand use. Just remember what your characters are up to when it’s time for dialog; if someone’s still in the bathroom with the door shut, now is not the time to ask him where he wants to go to dinner tonight.
All in all, just remember that Deaf people have the same conversations hearing people do – we still talk about how shitty our jobs are and how hot it is outside. We just sign about it. And just like two hearing people are going to have difficulty having a spoken conversation from across a football field, two Deaf characters are going to have difficulty having a signed conversation if someone’s glasses are off or if someone’s juggling their coworkers’ coffees in one hand while fishing for their car keys in the other.
How badly do you think the First Order fears Finn? Do you think they put a hit out on him, because he shows that brainwashing isn’t destiny, that it can be broken, that you can break free, that given half an opportunity 90% of their ranks, the tools they need to maintain control, can–
–change their mind. Strive for something better?
Jedis are terrifying, but they’re born. You either have the force or you don’t. You can kill them and they go away.
But storm trooper with a conscience is a virus that can multiply too fast to stamp out. It makes Finn the biggest threat to the First Order than any Jedi could ever be.
So the thing about that moment near the beginning of Cap 2 where Natasha pulls up in a fucking sweet Corvette–
–well, first of all, I love that Natasha likes driving ridiculous dick cars, because she is clearly having fun with it.
But anyway, I love that the running scene ends with Steve climbing into a totally overkill Corvette driven by a girl who is five foot three inches of pure don’t-underestimate-me badass, because that is Steve. That’s what Steve is. That’s why Steve repeatedly lapping Sam and lampshading it is hilarious instead of mean.
Steve Rogers is a scrappy, sickly little runt behind the wheel of the world’s most souped-up muscle car, and he’s having fun with it, but he’s always uncomfortably aware of the distinction between people complimenting him and people admiring his sweet ride.
I LOVE THE COMPARISON BETWEEN STEVE’S NEW BODY AND NAT’S CAR, THIS IS EVERYTHING I NEVER KNEW I WANTED IN CA:TWS ANALYSIS
even if girls did have pillow fights @ sleep overs why do ppl assume they would be cute/sexy … If we’re pillow fighting it’s going to be a straight up brawl there will b no boundaries. I will try to pillow punt you into the next dimension. I didn’t come here to make friends I came here to win
I actually remember having a pillow fight at a sleepover. I wound up with a bloody nose, one of my friends had a black eye, another a split lip and we broke the clock.
Final damage toll for the two most destructive pillow fights I’ve ever been in.
ONE (me and my best friend, age seven): bruises all around, two black eyes between us, a bite mark (him), mildly sprained wrist (me), broken glasses (me), mild bloody/almost broken nose (him), split knuckles (me, from a run-in with a wall, not his face), and an almost broken stereo set (in need of repairs, so maybe ‘impermanently broken’ would be better).
TWO (around fifteen kids between ages 10 and 16, boys and girls): broken mirror, bruises, one bloody nose, bruised ribs, several sprained wrists and ankles, a broken couch (DO NOT ASK), at least two split lips, and what in retrospect was definitely a cracked femur (mine), among other injuries (none as serious as the femur).
i hate that liberal feminist ideology that if you’re faced w/ misogyny irl you have to say something and if you don’t you’re a Bad Feminist ™ as if talking back to men doesn’t get women attacked, raped, or murdered on a daily basis.
like: “if a man tells you to smile, tell him to fuck off!!” yeah, you know i fucking would kathy but i really don’t feel like getting killed today
And while I do partially mean it in a gratuitous “I want Oscar Isaac singing in Star Wars” king of way, I think there’s a lot to work with.
Poe singing playfully at BB-8, a loose rhythm as he makes up the words on the spot. BB8 beeps along happily.
Poe singing gently, like a whisper, by Finn’s bedside after the destruction of the Starkiller. Finn vaguely remembers the tune weeks later, after he’s woken up and hums it to himself. He doesn’t remember where he knows it from.
Sometimes he’ll sing without quite realizing it while he’s flying. He feels most free when flying, it’s something he can’t quite explain. So imagine that slow smile he has just for himself, and he sings a light melody, maybe something swinging. He only ever sings during non-stress situations, then he is too focused, calling out orders and evaluating the situation. But during drills he will without realizing the rest of his team can hear. Until Jessika starts singing along.
When Rey experiences her first rain on D’Qar, stands still for a moment, closing her eyes before racing out further to let the water soak her. Some of the others with the Resistance look at her strangely while going about their duties, shaking their heads at the girl who watches and waits and is hesitant to ask her many, many questions. Some who know more of where she came from look at her sadly for a lingering moment. Poe sees her and remembers the excitement he had as a small child during the downpours on Yavin 4. He says nothing but stands next to her and starts singing the simple rhymes his parents used to say to him so long ago. She looks confused for a moment, turning to face him and her eyes searching before her face slowly splits into a gentle and radiant smile in the pouring rain.
every time I see a video or gif of Kylo Ren in his mask all I can think of is that interview with Adam Driver and Oscar Isaac where Oscar says that their first day on set was Poe’s interrogation scene and Adam didn’t take the mask off in between takes and would lean in and be like “don’t worry I’m under here it’s me” and my heart fills with so much love
I saw an interview where John and Daisy said he even stayed in character the whole time he was on set, and sometimes you’d hear random shouting and screaming coming from somewhere, and people would just go “oh Adam must have a scene coming up soon”
Like…the actors playing the nopetroopers probably noped away from several of Adam’s rehersals irl before they filmed the scene for the movie.
I’m sorry, this is v serious, but all I took from that was the word ‘nopetroopers’ which I love and will use constantly from now on.
So this whole Rey Mary Sue thing just keeps twigging me (and not just because the whole bullshit, sexist concept of the Mary Sue knots my knickers like nothing else)
Because while this fuckboy opinion is probably motivated from dudes being, well, fuckboys, it may also be mired in them being MEN.
Because like, I and every single female friend I have walked out of Star Wars with absolutely zero doubts that Rey had earned every inch of her scrappy, badass survivor mantle. It wasn’t until dudes online started whinging about the “believability” of it that I even contemplated the issue.
So now, three viewings in, the second two spent ACTIVELY SEARCHING for signs that Rey may have suffered New Powers as the Plot Demands I have this to say:
The moment the film opened on Rey - a young woman living and operating ALONE on a world in which literal survival depends on who can scavenge AND EXCHANGE the most goods for food rations, I’d wager every single woman in the audience went, “Holy shit, this girl is capable as fuck.”
We didn’t even need to see her owning the thugs trying to steal BB-8 to know she could handle herself physically. We looked at her environment, her position in that environment, and we knew that to be where she was - just to have lived as long as she had - she had to know how to fight like whoa.
Because here’s the thing: woman don’t walk through life the way men do. Just living in our world is dangerous enough for a woman - to grow up young, alone and female on a world that would brawl over scraps and sell anything that wasn’t pinned down? That’s fucking terrifying.
Women look at Rey at the beginning of TFA and see every single hard-won year of survival. Every year of losing to fellow scavengers stealing her take before she could trade it. Every year she had to not become the very thing they were trading. Every year she was an easy target. And we see every year she had to fight to make sure she wasn’t one anymore.
That had to take guts, not to mention a healthy aptitude for combat and weapons training. The ability to pick up languages and social niceties on the fly would have been essential because my enemies enemy and all that.
Every single “unrealistic” ability these dudes are wanking on about was obvious as fuck to me within the first fifteen minutes of the movie.
So welcome to the party, boys - this is what it feels like to have to identify with someone outside of your own experience. And hey, who knows, if you take the time to ask why Rey was so capable instead of whining about it, you may just learn something.
I don’t doubt she could fight, speak droid, speak cookie, shoot, or use the force but how the hell does she know how to fix a fucking hyperdrive? I don’t think it makes her a Mary sue or whatever but it is bad writing. when characters have unexplainable abilities for the sake of making the film run more smoothly, it’s bad. I think it’s easy to go in the defensive when men criticise Rey because I do think a lot of it comes from a place of fear and sexism, but taking an unbiased, logical look at her abilities and realizing they may be slightly overblown isn’t sexist. It’s analytical. still, i’d rather see a female character whose overqualified as opposed to a weakling who needs a man to save her every 5 minutes.
How the hell does she know how to fix a fucking hyperdrive?
She… lives on a planet littered with the remains of the galactic war? Remains that include (as shown in the movie) Imperial Star Destroyers and other ships capable of hyperdrive? Remains that she has to scavenge for survival? Remains filled with parts that she’d have to know the function of in order to evaluate their trade worth?? And you don’t think she’s picked up any working knowledge of complex starship engineering in the years she’s done nothing but crawl around inside literal complex starship engineering???
?????????
Even my idiot brother picked up on the fact that Rey could fix ships because she dismantles them for a living. It’s… kind of obvious.
The only thing that gave me pause was how seemingly easy it was for Rey to use the force, having had no prior experience. Especially given that apparently it’s impossible for individuals to uncover latent abilities without training, going by the fact that if there are no active Jedi, everybody thinks the force is some kind of myth.
However, there are two points that can explain this. First, Rey was under extreme duress. Think of it like how mothers get super strength and are able to lift cars if their children are trapped underneath. The rush of adrenaline and self-preservation instincts allowed her to tap into this hidden ability.
Now maybe that alone isn’t enough. Surely Rey has been under extreme duress before, given her back story, and surely other individuals who are force sensitive have been in difficult situations without their powers manifesting. But my second, and most important, point is the fact that Rey had the force being used on her. She was on the receiving end and knew how it felt. From there, she just took what was being used on her, flipped it around and pushed it back.
So, in short, Rey’s prodigy-like manipulation of the force is not some Mary Sue special snowflake situation, it’s merely a demonstration of how humankind’s ability to dig deep and use everything available to them when their life is in danger is how they managed to survive this long in the first place.
Rey had way more training and prep than Luke did in A New Hope. I don’t see people calling him a Mary Sue.
Okay, first off: Anakin winning that race?? no humans ever did it before. He *was* using the force. Just not in a “levitating objects” way. But picking up how to fly complex engines quickly by using battle meditation? Anakin did it at the age of nine. Luke did it when he blew up the death star. It’s like in harry potter, guys. You can use the force subsconciously and not be aware, or rationalise it away. Leia has memories of her mother, even though she was a baby when padme died. In the “Princess Leia” comics, she has a brief force vision of Padme. It’s entirely possible that as a child, Leia had visions of her mother and later interpreted that as memories. Rey having used the force before? To, for exemple, feel opponent’s intentions a second before they hit her? not impossible. A ton of people probably use the force every day in the galaxy, having “bad feelings about this” and stuff.
My pet theory is also this:
Anakin grew up being told that using the force was hard and complex. He picked it up more quickly than other padawans, and even used it unconsciously before being trained, and definitely had to concentrate less than other people to use it, but he still lived in an environment that discouraged using it outside of actual need / battle, so he never developed it as being as much a part of him as, say, his hand. It was still a tool to him. Still something exterior, something hard and complex. Something you achieve, something you “master.”
Luke grew up thinking it was impossible. On Dagobah, Yoda had to show him that it was, indeed, possible to lift his ship before Luke could do it. The restriction on his powers? It was in his mind, people. That’s the key to all this! Luke could do anything that he put his mind to once he realised that it was all possible, and that the only limit was himself and his beliefs! Do or do not, there is no try: it’s literally the most important lesson that Yoda taught him.
Rey? Rey grew up believing it all real. She grew up on crazy stories about jedi doing all sort of cool stuff, probably most of it being grossly exagerated but absolutely awesome. Of course Jedis can mind-trick people into doing stuff! Of course they can call a saber to them and use the force on their ennemies and I don’t know what else! Of course you can just “use the force” to disable a shield, jedis can do anything! Disabling a shield is probably, like, the first thing you learn as a jedi!!!! (that’s not how the force works. But she doesn’t know that! Imagine the stories that get told! Old clone wars propaganda! The negociator and the hero with no fear!!!) so when Rey starts trying to do those things… well it’s like Harry Potter’s patronus in Prisoner of Azkaban. She’s got no mental block, no hesitation. Of course I can do those things, she thinks, I’ve got the force! ergo, it works. The limit is in your mind.
This is exactly what I assumed from minute one and I’m so relieved that it wasn’t just me.
okay but seriously: what if Finn is the revolution
what if the story gets around the barracks in whispers – you know a stormtrooper can’t scratch an itch without everyone knowing – and some of the whispers are horrified (treason, betrayal, a trooper gone rogue) but others are trembling with hope. he wouldn’t kill for them! he stole a ship and they couldn’t stop him and he’s free!
and suddenly the AWOL rate spikes as stormtroopers on assignment see their chance and slip away into the night. I could find my family. I could live a normal life. I never have to hurt anyone again.
but there are a few who stay, too. they cautiously seek out others like themselves. they work out codes and signals. at first it’s just the rank and file, but then a disaffected squad leader tells them about a conversation between officers that he wasn’t supposed to hear. and so the conspiracy spreads.
hardly anyone remembers Finn’s number, but every last one of them knows who he is. he’s the one who got out. he’s the one who wouldn’t kill for the Order.
two years later, when the conspirators seize a capital ship and deliver it to the Resistance, the captain asks if her crew can meet “the stormtrooper who made it out.” He was the first, she explains. We all should have known it was wrong, but he was the one who showed us.
General Organa smiles – it’s too rare a sight, these days – and thinks maybe now he’ll understand just what a miracle he is.
17% of cardiac surgeons are women, 17% of tenured professors are women. It just goes on and on. And isn’t that strange that that’s also the percentage of women in crowd scenes in movies? What if we’re actually training people to see that ratio as normal so that when you’re an adult, you don’t notice?
…We just heard a fascinating and disturbing study where they looked at the ratio of men and women in groups. And they found that if there’s 17% women, the men in the group think it’s 50-50. And if there’s 33% women, the men perceive that as there being more women in the room than men.
I sincerely believe that by 7th year Ravenclaws would just tell the door to their common room to fuck off and it would open for them
Q “Why is a raven like a writing desk?” A “You shouldn’t shove either up your arse.” “…Technically, yes.”
Imagine it, a poor First Year is waiting outside the common room, they can’t answer the riddle in a way to appease the eagle and must wait until someone else to answer it for them. It’s getting late, they’re starting to resign themselves to having to spend the night here.
Suddenly, their saviour comes! It’s a seventh year! Back from a night finishing off their Araithmancy essay in the Library. They look angry, but our poor little first year squares their shoulders, waiting to see what will happen, and hope that they’ll keep the door open for them.
The Seventh Year bangs the handle against the wall, and a slightly disgruntled voice asks the question again: “What is the truth?”
The Student Replies, “The Truth is that I am so fucking sick of all these mother fucking questions about stupid fucking topics like this you bloody fuck-witted bastard. Who in the name of Merlin’s saggy left testicle gives a fucking damn about all this shit anyway? I’ve been working my arse off in the library for the last seven hours now let me the fuck in or, truthfully, I’ll blast my way in and take you with me.”
The eagle knocker tutts, but allows the student entry anyway, and our little first year enters, eyes wide and in shock. They watch the seventh year go up to their bedroom, awe all over their face at their new hero. They did, indeed, learn something that day by waiting for someone to arrive, they learnt that swearing has a magic all of it’s fucking own, and that sometimes it is big and clever to use it.
The only head canon I will ever accept. Its both perfectly witty and fantastically assholish
witty and fantastically assholish… pretty much quintessential ravenclaw traits right there
I feel like I missed my window to do stupid teenager things and stay out all night and jumped straight to being a 55 year old woman who would rather stay home watching tv and falling asleep at 8pm
But what if Anakin isn’t ignoring Kylo Ren? What if that great pull Kylo feels towards the Light is Anakin Skywalker desperately trying to save his grandson from his own fate, the way his wife and son tried to save him?
what if Anakin is literally constantly standing behind Kylo Ren, sputtering with ghostly frustration, going, “No! No! No! Do not do that! Do NOT do that! oh for fuck’s sake.”
This is almost certainly what is actually happening.
“Ben if you skewer my son-in-law with that lightsaber then SO HELP ME”
“Ben Solo your mother is blaming me for this, get your ass home and apologize now or I swear-”
And Yoda and Obi-wan are watching, shaking their heads. “Now you know how we felt,” Obi-wan says.
Yoda agrees: “A bitch, karma is.”
I love this. So many people can just totally see Anakin trying to strangle Ben from the afterlife.
How much of a fuckup do you have to be for ANAKIN SKYWALKER to yell at you for your terrible decision-making?
Kylo Ren is something else.
I’d like to think that half the dead Jedi are sitting in a little audience screaming at Kylo Ren at any given moment, sorta like that scene in Mulan with all the dead ancestors.
“kid, unless you want to join the Severed Hands of Star Wars Club, stop waving that thing around and make yourself a lightsaber that isn’t a giant accident waiting to happen. And by the way QUIT VENERATING MY SEVERED, BURNT-OUT SKULL DO YOU EVEN HAVE THE SLIGHTEST IDEA HOW CREEPY THAT IS, AND IT’S ME SAYING THAT, I am the farthest thing from a role model currently available to you”
Anakin is probably cringing each time he recognizes one of the dumb things he totally did himself. Like, okay, the majority of the people who are dear to me at some point went through the Hot Topic phase, as I did. At the time I thought it was absolutely the best thing ever and anyone who disagreed was a prep at whom my middle finger should be put up, to borrow a phrase, and now from the vantage point of the next century I look back at little me and shake my head. Kylo Ren is totally doing the fascist space opera version of the Hot Topic phase which involves torture and murder and vocoders, and it has got to be hideously embarrassing for his grandfather.
if you’re going to do a Star Wars academia!AU, here are some thoughts:
leia organa has been department chair for about a decade because every time she tries to step down, the department is unable to find anyone else willing to take the job. it was supposed to rotate after two years. she hates it.
han solo goes an leave every other year or so, ostensibly to investigate “new archives” in some sunny, tropical locale
luke skywalker also goes on leave every other year or so, but is actually going to very unpleasant archives and actually is allergic to dust
obi-wan kenobi used to be department chair but now when leia comes by to yell at him that it should be someone else’s turn, he pretends he doesn’t know who this “obi-wan” fella is, he’s totally an RA named Ben
padme is now dean. of everything. they thought you couldn’t be dean of everything, but she totally is. she’s about to retire and there will be one hell of a power vacuum when she goes
her ancient husband anakin has been emeritus for like half of his career. he still teaches grad seminars but usually scares off all the students on the first day. he has one grad he’s mentoring but he’s never letting her leave. she is on her 15th year of grad school.
C3PO is the photocopy code of the department secretary. everyone knows his code, no one knows his name. he complains about the copy machine in every single faculty meeting, but actually deeply loves the thing. he cried when they tried to replace it.
finn is a grad student who did his MA at [real university name redacted to protect the innocent] and was super burned by the competitive atmosphere. it came down to whether he was willing to take funding that had been allocated for foreign languages (and thus end their department) and he couldn’t do it. he had to switch. he has to start from scratch in the new program because they don’t allow terminal MAs here.
rey has been in one of the hard sciences for, like, EVER and has accidentally forgotten to leave her lab for the past month. don’t EVER try to “tidy” her lab. maintenance staff tell horror stories about her.
poe dameron is leia’s favorite postdoc. he lectures for her frequently. he always assigns her book when he does. they spend the first hour just agreeing how great her book is. this happens every time.
Point the first: everyone should insert trash ship of choice, insert all of them, insert them allllllll day erryday.
Point the second: I honestly wanna say that Yoda is the coach of the football team. Some seasons they do great, some seasons there are a buttload of complaints about how “Coach made me carry him around the mall for an hour, how is this training” and “Coach made me sit in the locker rooms in the dark at midnight to confront my fears” and “Coach told me there is no try-out, just do or not do, wtf.”
Point the third: emo goth child went to the local prep school—which luke started a while back and splits his time between there and the uni. The school has its own kennel of therapy dogs on site. Ben got kicked out for trying to start a dogfighting ring. Tried to re-enroll the next year (without telling parents) under a false name. Denied.
Point the fourth: R2D2 is the photocopier that C3PO loves. BB-8 is the espresso machine Poe bought for the faculty lounge that only he can work. Rey, a grad student who should NOT be allowed in the faculty lounge, is called in to make it work if Poe’s not on campus.
I WOULD LIKE 200k WORDS OF THIS AU PLEASE AND THANK YOU
QUICK, EVERYBODY LOOK REAL PATHETIC AT @leupagus! GUS, WE ARE SUCH DEJECTED, DEBASED CREATURES. YOU SHOULD WRITE THE THING FOR ME US.
See you say that you would want this but think long and hard about if you would REALLY want this
I do not understand this “male privilege" bullshit.
What. Fucking. Privileges. Do. Men. Have.???????
Name them. I swear, I challenge you to name these “male privileges" and be able to prove them.
Come on, I fucking dare you.
Name them!
Oh boy. Well, as a man, I’ll tell you my male privilege.
My odds of being hired for a job, when competing against female applicants, are probably skewed in my favor. The more prestigious the job, the larger the odds are skewed.
I can be confident in the fact that my co-workers won’t think that I was hired/promoted because of my sex - despite the fact that it’s probably true.
If I ever am promoted when a woman of my peers is better suited for the job, it is because of my sex.
If i ever fail at my job or career, it won’t be seen as a blacklist against my sex’s capabilities.
I am far less likely to face sexual harassment than my female peers.
If I do the same task as a woman, and if the measurement is at all subjective, chances are people will think I did a better job.
If I am a teen or an adult, and I stay out of prison, my odds of getting raped are relatively low.
On average, I’m taught that walking alone after dark by myself is less than dangerous than it is for my female peers.
If I choose not to have children, my masculinity will not be questioned.
If I do have children but I do not provide primary care for them, my masculinity will not be questioned.
If I have children and I do care for them, I’ll be praised even if my care is only marginally competent.
If I have children and a career, no one will think I’m selfish for not staying at home.
If I seek political office, my relationship with my children or who I deem to take care of them will more often not be scrutinized by the press.
My elected representatives are mostly people of my own sex. The more prestigious the position, the more this is true.
When i seek out “the person in charge", it is likely that they will be someone of my own sex. The higher the position, the more often this is true.
As a child, chances are I am encouraged to be more active and outgoing than my sisters.
As a child, I could choose from an almost infinite variety of children’s media featuring positive, active, non-stereotyped heroes of my own sex. I never had to look for it; male protagonists were (and are) the default.
As a child, chances are I got more teacher attention than girls who raised their hands just as often.
If my day, week or year is going badly, I need not ask of each negative episode or situation whether or not it has sexist overtones. (Nobody’s going to ask if I’m upset because I’m menstruating.)
I can turn on the television or glance at the front page of the newspaper and see people of my own sex widely represented.
If I’m careless with my financial affairs it won’t be attributed to my sex.
If I’m careless with my driving it won’t be attributed to my sex.
I can speak in public to a large group without putting my sex on trial.
Even if I sleep with a lot of women, there is little to no chance that I will be seriously labeled a “slut,” nor is there any male counterpart to “slut-bashing.”
I do not have to worry about the message my wardrobe sends about my sexual availability.
My clothing is typically less expensive and better-constructed than women’s clothing for the same social status. While I have fewer options, my clothes will probably fit better than a woman’s without tailoring.
The grooming regimen expected of me is relatively cheap and consumes little time.
If I buy a new car, chances are I’ll be offered a better price than a woman buying the same car. The same goes for other expensive merchandise.
If I’m not conventionally attractive, the disadvantages are relatively small and easy to ignore.
I can be loud with no fear of being called a shrew. I can be aggressive with no fear of being called a bitch.
I can ask for legal protection from violence that happens mostly to men without being seen as a selfish special interest, since that kind of violence is called “crime” and is a general social concern. (Violence that happens mostly to women is usually called “domestic violence” or “acquaintance rape,” and is seen as a special interest issue.)
I can be confident that the ordinary language of day-to-day existence will always include my sex. “All men are created equal,” mailman, chairman, freshman, he.
My ability to make important decisions and my capability in general will never be questioned depending on what time of the month it is.
I will never be expected to change my name upon marriage or questioned if I don’t change my name.
The decision to hire me will not be based on assumptions about whether or not I might choose to have a family sometime soon.
Every major religion in the world is led primarily by people of my own sex. Even God, in most major religions, is pictured as male.
Most major religions argue that I should be the head of my household, while my wife and children should be subservient to me.
If I have a wife or live-in girlfriend, chances are we’ll divide up household chores so that she does most of the labor, and in particular the most repetitive and unrewarding tasks.
If I have children with my girlfriend or wife, I can expect her to do most of the basic childcare such as changing diapers and feeding.
If I have children with my wife or girlfriend, and it turns out that one of us needs to make career sacrifices to raise the kids, chances are we’ll both assume the career sacrificed should be hers.
Assuming I am heterosexual, magazines, billboards, television, movies, pornography, and virtually all of media is filled with images of scantily-clad women intended to appeal to me sexually. Such images of men exist, but are rarer.
In general, I am under much less pressure to be thin than my female counterparts are. If I am over-weight, I probably suffer fewer social and economic consequences for being fat than over-weight women do.
If I am heterosexual, it’s incredibly unlikely that I’ll ever be beaten up by a spouse or lover.
Complete strangers generally do not walk up to me on the street and tell me to “smile.”
Sexual harassment on the street virtually never happens to me. I do not need to plot my movements through public space in order to avoid being sexually harassed, or to mitigate sexual harassment.
On average, I am not interrupted by women as often as women are interrupted by men.
On average, I will have the privilege of not knowing about my male privilege.
And lastly, I am taken as a more credible feminist than my female peers, despite the fact that the feminist movement is not liberating to my sex.
if you’re going to do a Star Wars academia!AU, here are some thoughts:
leia organa has been department chair for about a decade because every time she tries to step down, the department is unable to find anyone else willing to take the job. it was supposed to rotate after two years. she hates it.
han solo goes an leave every other year or so, ostensibly to investigate “new archives” in some sunny, tropical locale
luke skywalker also goes on leave every other year or so, but is actually going to very unpleasant archives and actually is allergic to dust
obi-wan kenobi used to be department chair but now when leia comes by to yell at him that it should be someone else’s turn, he pretends he doesn’t know who this “obi-wan” fella is, he’s totally an RA named Ben
padme is now dean. of everything. they thought you couldn’t be dean of everything, but she totally is. she’s about to retire and there will be one hell of a power vacuum when she goes
her ancient husband anakin has been emeritus for like half of his career. he still teaches grad seminars but usually scares off all the students on the first day. he has one grad he’s mentoring but he’s never letting her leave. she is on her 15th year of grad school.
C3PO is the photocopy code of the department secretary. everyone knows his code, no one knows his name. he complains about the copy machine in every single faculty meeting, but actually deeply loves the thing. he cried when they tried to replace it.
finn is a grad student who did his MA at [real university name redacted to protect the innocent] and was super burned by the competitive atmosphere. it came down to whether he was willing to take funding that had been allocated for foreign languages (and thus end their department) and he couldn’t do it. he had to switch. he has to start from scratch in the new program because they don’t allow terminal MAs here.
rey has been in one of the hard sciences for, like, EVER and has accidentally forgotten to leave her lab for the past month. don’t EVER try to “tidy” her lab. maintenance staff tell horror stories about her.
poe dameron is leia’s favorite postdoc. he lectures for her frequently. he always assigns her book when he does. they spend the first hour just agreeing how great her book is. this happens every time.
i love all the ‘poe has a wonderful singing voice’ headcanons for the obvious reason, but you know who else has a wonderful singing voice? rey. except where poe is a connoisseur of mellow space folk and lugs his space guitar from base to base and sings to his fellow pilots, rey has always made up her own songs and her own lyrics and her own stories to sing to herself about.
i’m saying: rey sitting at finn’s bedside, singing to him about the tiny desert critters burrowing in their tiny burrows with their tiny families for the night. it’s a strange combination, part lullaby, part counting song, something she made up when she must’ve been 7 or 8, and she’s never sung it to anyone else. but she’s singing it to finn, who’s unconscious, and it’s soft and sweet and poe walks by med bay one time and catches a glimpse and a couple of verses and he’s like
i don’t intend to die anytime soon but just in case, here’s my will:
all my money goes to the dude at my funeral who tells the best eulogy, as voted by other funeral attendees. any genre is acceptable but paranormal erotica is highly encouraged.
I want to take a few minutes to unpack a common criticism of Disney’s Beauty and the Beast, namely that it glorifies abusive relationships, telling impressionable young girls that it’s okay if their boyfriends shout at them and get physically violent, because they can “fix them with their love.” While it’s easy to look at the movie’s reputation in pop culture and make that assessment based on the broad strokes, if you look a little closer you’ll see that this conclusion is complete hogwash. Let me explain why.
Frollo and Mother Gothel convince Quasimodo and Rapunzel that their lives are dependent on them. The two villains claim the outside world is a terrible place even though they know this is not true. They also constantly emotionally abuse their victims by implying their worthlessness and destroying their self-esteems. Quasimodo and Rapunzel sympathize with their captors and even believe their captors are protecting them and treating them with kindness. However, both captors are merely using and manipulating their victims for their own selfish purposes.
Belle does not sympathize with the Beast when she is treated poorly. She becomes angry and leaves the castle, only returning by her own wish so that the Beast (who saves her) does not freeze to death. She does not respond nicely towards the Beast until he treats her with respect. In this situation, Belle has control and is not manipulated into feeling for the Beast, nor does the Beast treat her disrespectfully after the first night. While the Beast does have an underlying motive as to keeping Belle in his castle, he abandons this idea and sets her free to make her happy. If anything, this story is a case of Lima Syndrome where the captor starts to sympathize with the victim.
Check out this post which refocuses the purpose of Beauty and the Beast from merely (and wrongly) being about Stockholm Syndrome to it’s original purpose.
FUCKING FINALLY
I don’t usually reblog stuff like this, but Beauty and the Beast is my favorite movie and I’d like to have this on my page!
this is actually a very good analysis. I take back all the times I’ve called Beauty and the Beast a ‘stockholm syndrome’ romance.
I didn’t even know about any of this until I read it here.
THANK YOU THANK YOU
thank youuuuuuu
Another difference too is that the Beast never pretends that this is for Belle’s own good or anything like that. He makes it very clear that this a trade for her father, and that she is taking on her father’s punishment for trespassing. I’m not saying locking Maurice up in the first place was a good thing (obviously not) but there is no trickery here, and when the Beast finally embraces the goodness inside of him he freely lets Belle go even knowing that to keep her would benefit himself. He realizes how selfish and wrong that would be, unlike the actual villains on this list.
Frollo appoints himself as Quasimodo’s guardian, Gothel convinces Rapunzel she is actually her real mother (which honestly makes her one of the most groundbreaking Disney villains to date imo, showing children that just because someone is in the ultimate authority over them doesn’t mean they shouldn’t be questioned; unfortunately in this world, not all parents are automatically “good guys”), but the Beast is Belle’s captor until he lets her kindness start to transform him. (And also take note: Beast changes because he wants to change, Belle is who shows him how.)
me [inside]:
my favorite human has arrived. They are cute and smart and my favorite. I must greet them in a manner indicative of my appreciation for their existence.
So this whole Rey Mary Sue thing just keeps twigging me (and not just because the whole bullshit, sexist concept of the Mary Sue knots my knickers like nothing else)
Because while this fuckboy opinion is probably motivated from dudes being, well, fuckboys, it may also be mired in them being MEN.
Because like, I and every single female friend I have walked out of Star Wars with absolutely zero doubts that Rey had earned every inch of her scrappy, badass survivor mantle. It wasn’t until dudes online started whinging about the “believability” of it that I even contemplated the issue.
So now, three viewings in, the second two spent ACTIVELY SEARCHING for signs that Rey may have suffered New Powers as the Plot Demands I have this to say:
The moment the film opened on Rey - a young woman living and operating ALONE on a world in which literal survival depends on who can scavenge AND EXCHANGE the most goods for food rations, I’d wager every single woman in the audience went, “Holy shit, this girl is capable as fuck.”
We didn’t even need to see her owning the thugs trying to steal BB-8 to know she could handle herself physically. We looked at her environment, her position in that environment, and we knew that to be where she was - just to have lived as long as she had - she had to know how to fight like whoa.
Because here’s the thing: woman don’t walk through life the way men do. Just living in our world is dangerous enough for a woman - to grow up young, alone and female on a world that would brawl over scraps and sell anything that wasn’t pinned down? That’s fucking terrifying.
Women look at Rey at the beginning of TFA and see every single hard-won year of survival. Every year of losing to fellow scavengers stealing her take before she could trade it. Every year she had to not become the very thing they were trading. Every year she was an easy target. And we see every year she had to fight to make sure she wasn’t one anymore.
That had to take guts, not to mention a healthy aptitude for combat and weapons training. The ability to pick up languages and social niceties on the fly would have been essential because my enemies enemy and all that.
Every single “unrealistic” ability these dudes are wanking on about was obvious as fuck to me within the first fifteen minutes of the movie.
So welcome to the party, boys - this is what it feels like to have to identify with someone outside of your own experience. And hey, who knows, if you take the time to ask why Rey was so capable instead of whining about it, you may just learn something.
I don’t doubt she could fight, speak droid, speak cookie, shoot, or use the force but how the hell does she know how to fix a fucking hyperdrive? I don’t think it makes her a Mary sue or whatever but it is bad writing. when characters have unexplainable abilities for the sake of making the film run more smoothly, it’s bad. I think it’s easy to go in the defensive when men criticise Rey because I do think a lot of it comes from a place of fear and sexism, but taking an unbiased, logical look at her abilities and realizing they may be slightly overblown isn’t sexist. It’s analytical. still, i’d rather see a female character whose overqualified as opposed to a weakling who needs a man to save her every 5 minutes.
How the hell does she know how to fix a fucking hyperdrive?
She… lives on a planet littered with the remains of the galactic war? Remains that include (as shown in the movie) Imperial Star Destroyers and other ships capable of hyperdrive? Remains that she has to scavenge for survival? Remains filled with parts that she’d have to know the function of in order to evaluate their trade worth?? And you don’t think she’s picked up any working knowledge of complex starship engineering in the years she’s done nothing but crawl around inside literal complex starship engineering???
?????????
Even my idiot brother picked up on the fact that Rey could fix ships because she dismantles them for a living. It’s… kind of obvious.
The only thing that gave me pause was how seemingly easy it was for Rey to use the force, having had no prior experience. Especially given that apparently it’s impossible for individuals to uncover latent abilities without training, going by the fact that if there are no active Jedi, everybody thinks the force is some kind of myth.
However, there are two points that can explain this. First, Rey was under extreme duress. Think of it like how mothers get super strength and are able to lift cars if their children are trapped underneath. The rush of adrenaline and self-preservation instincts allowed her to tap into this hidden ability.
Now maybe that alone isn’t enough. Surely Rey has been under extreme duress before, given her back story, and surely other individuals who are force sensitive have been in difficult situations without their powers manifesting. But my second, and most important, point is the fact that Rey had the force being used on her. She was on the receiving end and knew how it felt. From there, she just took what was being used on her, flipped it around and pushed it back.
So, in short, Rey’s prodigy-like manipulation of the force is not some Mary Sue special snowflake situation, it’s merely a demonstration of how humankind’s ability to dig deep and use everything available to them when their life is in danger is how they managed to survive this long in the first place.
“The streaming service announced Sunday at the Television Critics Association’s winter press tour that the Marvel drama will return for a second season.”
No details on when–and with the filming schedule of the other Netflix/Marvel series, it’s possible it won’t be soon, and even possible it won’t be until after The Defenders crossover series gets filmed. But it is happening!
Zeus:
Don’t fight Zeus. You’ll only end up sleeping with him. On second thought, do fight Zeus.
Hera:
Look, I’m not saying anyone is really going to try to stop you, but I am saying she is petty as shit and will dedicate the rest of your life to destroying you in other ways. Your call.
Poseidon:
You could probably fight Poseidon. Dude is built like a brick shithouse but he’d think it was a good time and buy you a beer afterwards.
Demeter:
Are you fucking kidding? She created a new season the last time someone really pissed her off. Do not fucking fight Demeter.
Hades:
Fight Hades, but only in spring, and then ask to see pictures of his dog.
Hestia:
Are you Satan
Aphrodite:
Arguably the lowest reward to risk ratio on this list. What is even the point here. Might as well save us all some time and punch yourself in the groin.
Athena:
If you must, a sneak attack is required, and even then you’re still probably boned. Alternately, distract her first with statements such as “Mozart is an overrated hack” and “Garfield is not funny.”
Hephaestus:
You could beat Hephaestus. You could not beat Hephaestus’ robot army. Do not fight Hephaestus.
Ares:
Absolutely fight Ares. This is a no-brainer. Literally everyone wants you to kick Ares’ ass including Ares. You might feel bad when he starts crying but only if you are weak.
Artemis:
Do not fight Artemis. Do not talk to Artemis. Do not look at Artemis. Do not think about Artemis.
Apollo:
What did I just fucking say
Hermes:
You could beat him if you could catch him, but you can’t, and even if you did, he would convince you to talk it out instead, buy you a drink, and be gone before you noticed your wallet was missing. Avoid.
Dionysus:
Dionysus is an easy fight until he decides not to be. You could fight Dionysus but under no circumstances force him to give a shit.
Persephone:
Don’t fight Persephone. She will beat you up. Her mom will beat you up. Her husband will probably also be unpleasant and disapproving in some way. Listen to trash pop with Persephone instead.
Hebe:
Idk man, she bites.
Iris:
Yo have you ever tried to punch a rainbow?
Heracles:
Dude has seen some shit. You may think you’re bad enough but you really aren’t. There is literally no way this could end well for you. Do not fight Heracles.
It’s so fucked when you lose your glasses like you need them to see so how are you supposed to look for them cause you can’t see shit
you do realize that people don’t turn blind when they don’t have glasses on right? Everything is just a little blurry
Yes thank you I’ve been wearing glasses for 10 years I know how it is when I can’t find mine which is why I made this post
Try having -9.75 prescriptions. I cannot see past my nose without glasses/contacts. It’s not just a little blurry at alllll.
Backup glasses in every room!
Excuse u idk about u but I for one am not made of money
Besides, even just ‘a little bit blurry’ can be enough to prevent you from seeing your glasses even when they’re right in plain sight, especially if your frames are not an eye-catching colour.
I have three pairs of glasses - the current up-to-date prescription set which I wear everyday, the ones I had before that which are now my spares, which are kept in a glasses case in a very specific spot in my bedroom (and I mean specific down to the inch), and the pair I had before that from several years ago which have been through the wars, which I keep in a brightly coloured case in my handbag. That way, no matter where I lose my glasses, I can either go to my bedroom and find the ‘proper’ spares by feel, or else find the bright splash of colour in my bag, take out my ‘okay they’ll get me home without being run over by a car’ spares and get home to my spares. And if something happens to the ‘they’ll do’ spares while I’m out, it’s no huge financial loss.
I straight-up got glasses with flashy blue inlay on the sides this time around because they’re easier to find than my preferred black frames. Without my glasses, yes, I can still technically see, but not well enough to do anything, CERTAINLY not search around for my glasses.
