Currently learning french (I speak spanish and thought that would help 😅 but I was definitely wrong)
Am I doing it to read more jerejean/kerejean fics?
No, my partner and I have been talking about learning it together for years
However
It DOES make the emotional impacts of those fics stronger
And
I get to learn some *interesting* phrases in a language that my partner and I speak to each other
So thanks, Nora (and also the iconic bilingual fic writers)
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I think one of the hardest things for privileged leftists have to learn is that they can’t just automatically agree with the majority. They can’t just automatically agree with the opinion of the POC, the queer, the Jewish person they’re interacting with in the moment because ‘they’re the experts in their own life.’ Which is true! But there is no monolith. POC and queers and religious minorities are not some mystical pure hivemind that always agree on everything and have correct opinions all the time. People are people. What one person finds offensive another might not care about.
I feel like it’s very evident these days where you have some people of a minority saying x is bad and some people saying x is good. Which is correct? Well, you have to educate yourself and make a critical assessment of the arguments before coming to your own conclusion. But now you have leftists who are desperate to be the most agreeable person in the room with the ‘right’ opinions who waffle and fail to organize in any meaningful way because they refuse to let the subject at hand have meaning for them, personally. They’re so busy ‘listening’ to minorities they’re not actually thinking about what they’re hearing, they’re not processing the biases underprivileged people can still carry, they’re not critical of reactionary politics or propaganda so long as it’s what the people immediately around them agree on.
Grow a spine, pick a side, and actually have a framework for your political and social involvement other than ‘let’s be real niceys with everyone :)’
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Scenario of when two of your faves Use a Ouija board
Asked by Admin Jade!
Everyone say hi to Admin Jade! ヾ(^∇^) Thanks for the request, I had so much fun with this one!
Admin Neon
Crouching low inside of the hallway closet, Kasamatsu held his breath as he heard the shuffling feet outside. Whatever it was walked past his position, footsteps fading into the distance as the apparition continued to search for any living creature it could find. He counted the seconds – ten, twenty, thirty – before he attempted to switch on his flashlight.
It was dim, but at least it wasn't flickering anymore.
As he moved out of his crouched position, the walkie talkie attached to him made a static sound before a voice came through.
"Whew, that was a close one!" Takao exclaimed, voice garbled slightly by the static. "Is everyone okay?"
"Yeah," Kasamatsu responded, slowly opening the closet door he was hiding behind. He peeked around the edge before stepping outside. "Whatever it is walked past me. I think it's coming from the front hallway."
"It's always the foyer," Takao's voice sighed through the walkie.
Kasamatsu began walking through the empty hallway, shuffling his way through the side entrance that lead to the bedrooms. His flashlight was barely illuminating the path in front of him and he had half a mind to pull out a glowstick instead – they were brighter. Instead, he pulled out the small EMF reader, watching as the lights did nothing in response to his environment.
"How are we on clues?" he asked, entering what appeared to be a child's room. "Kise? What's the temperature at?"
He waited a full minute for a response, but when none came a curse left Kasamatsu's lips. The lack of an answer could only mean one thing: Kise was dead, which left only Takao and himself as the only survivors. Kasamatsu would have to be smarter if he was going to survive.
As Kasamatsu exited the child's room to explore the remaining doorways, he heard more static from his walkie. "Oh, cool, I found a Ouija board in the basement."
"Ask the ghost where it is," Kasamatsu instructed, pausing momentarily as a picture frame on a nearby cabinet was thrown to the ground. He wondered if it was their ghost.
Or maybe it was Kise fucking with him.
Kasamatsu began walking in the direction of the basement. As he got closer, he could start to make out Takao's voice without the use of his walkie talkie. It was muffled, but he could vaguely make out the words, "Where are you?"
"Oh shit, you were right, it is in the hallway," Takao confirmed once he'd received an answer.
Despite the fact Takao couldn't see him, Kasamatsu nodded in response – he was getting good at finding the ghosts' favorite rooms. "I'll start setting up then," he answered, turning around to head back for the van. Getting some cameras up and running would aid them in their tasks.
As he began walking back, he heard Takao's muffled voice say, "Oh, one of my viewers wants me to try something." Takao paused for a moment and Kasamatsu imagined him stepping close to the Ouija board once more. "Hide and seek."
"Wait, Takao, no–" But Kasamatsu was cut off by the sudden flickering of lights and a low groan. He looked ahead of him and saw a hulking figure carrying an axe walking straight toward him, the ghost's eyes already locked onto its next victim. It seemed to speed up the moment it saw him. "Fuck!"
He turned tail and ran toward the garage, hoping that against all odds, he could manage to loop the ghost around the car inside and get somewhere to safety. He'd be damned if he died now and lost all the items he'd queued up for the round.
As the ghost gained on him, one thought entered Kasamatsu's mind: he should've brought a lighter and smudge stick.
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