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Code Blue Ch. 24- Disturbing Behavior

Summary: Sweet words and bath times are shared. Ethan snaps, revealing his dark side. He and Orlando clash. The good doctor is injured and threatened into silence. Josie suspects something is wrong due to Orlando's behavior. An arrest is made and an ER visit follows.

*Warnings* 18+ DARK...mentions of organized crime, grief, angst, domestic violence, strong/offensive language, mentions of rape/assault, graphic depictions, blood, arrest, ambulance

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Chapter characters: Lee, Josie, Orlando, Ethan

Salem, Massachusetts

February 27, 2023

5 pm

It took everything in you to pry yourself out of Lee's gripping hug as you said your loving goodbyes. You now had to go home and start packing for the move into your new apartment. God, you hated leaving him alone after witnessing the panic attack he had and you made him promise to keep his phone by him at all times so he could call you if he had another one. You knew first hand how terrifying it was to have one, let alone when your by yourself.

You pulled into your driveway and checked your phone again, even though you had your volume on full blast. Still, there was nothing from Orlando either after his concerning voicemail he had left you earlier and now you were worried about him too. You quickly texted him just so you would know he was ok.

As you went inside, your mom was in the kitchen doing her usual of sitting at the table watching Good Fellas and drinking some Irish whiskey. It had seemed she had become obsessed with crime movies after Jason died, plus she really liked Ray Liotta. Maybe it was her way of trying to comprehend the life Jason chose that in turn ended his life, although Jason was nothing like the guys in these mob movies. He didn't care about the money or do drugs. It was more out of loyalty to his boss and best friend, Sonny, whom you now blamed for your brother's death. Your mom had no idea of the true extent in her son's previous world of crime....but if these movies helped your mom to deal, then you weren't going to interfere, for everyone dealt with grief in their own ways. You certainly were not into those movies. You would rather suffer in silence locked in your room writing your fantasy fics and you were so grateful you had Lee to dissuade you from doing so or you didn't know where you would be right now. It was like you wrote him to life and and now your reality was better than your dreams.

You spoke with your mom for awhile and then headed up to your room to begin packing. You felt guilty for leaving her but you had to get out of there or you would certainly end up in jail over Megan at some point. It's not like you would be that far away and you would always come back to visit her. Checking your phone once more, Orlando still had not replied.

Lee was in his kitchen making himself another cup of tea as he listened to music. He had drank the one you made and for being chamomile, he found it delicious and relaxing just like you said.

This one had a nice shot of whiskey in it though, for the tea just wasn't quite enough to fully ease his nerves.

His phone began to ring which he kept right beside him like you asked him to and in hopes it was you, he quickly picked it up...but it wasn't you. It was Ethan...again. Lee rolled his eyes and hit decline. He wanted to block him but he knew if he did that, all hell would break loose. It was much better to just let Ethan harass him for the time being until Lee could figure something else out.

Lee sat down at his laptop snacking on a piece of buttered toast and checked his facebook that he never got on much until now, solely because you were there.

He decided to post something for you as he was so proud to be able to call you his and wanted the whole world to know it...except one person. He customized the post so Ethan wouldn't see it. Lee wanted to defriend him, but again, it wasn't worth the trouble it would cause.

Lee began typing exactly what he was feeling, with a little added humor.

"@Josephine March "I was made and meant to look for you and wait for you and become yours....forever. You're my wonderwall baby. Those eyes of yours could swallow stars, galaxies and universes. What hope did I ever have? I hope the burnt bacon wasn't a deal breaker though. I swear, I really can cook. 😘"

After an hour of packing up mostly clothes, you heard your phone beep. You couldn't even control the smile that formed on your face when you saw it was from Lee.

"Hey baby doll. Just wanted to let u know I drank your tea and it hit the spot. Thank u for taking care of me. I'm sorry for scaring u so bad. I feel good and relaxed now and I'm going to go take a hot bath. Wish u were here to join me. Maybe tomorrow, I could take you to the farm?"

"I am so glad you're alright and so happy u texted me. Don't be sorry, it wasn't your fault. You're just understandably stressed. A bath sounds so good, even better with u. Maybe we could share one soon? or...a shower 😉 I would love to go to the farm with u."

"I don't know where u came from my lady strange, but I thank the stars above for u. I'll text u later baby girl. I love you Jo March. Forever....oh...and check your fb."

"Right back at ya babe. I love you. Forever. I'll check it now."

You laid back on the bed in complete bliss, inhaling his imbedded scent on your hands. How was it possible to feel this damn good? It was so foreign to you.

As you read his post, you busted up laughing. God you adored him and now you were going to show everyone, including him, that you did.

"@Lee G Pace "You see, my dear. I was born to be with you and only you, for your very name was inscribed onto my soul in black ink and destiny has a way of getting what it wants. I would you know, do it all again I mean. I would live my entire life up until now just to have you all over again...and your burnt bacon too."

You smiled and closed your laptop, then decided a bath sounded nice and went to submerge yourself in some steaming water, knowing Lee would soon be doing the same.

How was he real? you thought after you read his post.

You snuck downstairs and got some wine and candles while your bath was filling. On your way back, you heard Megan in her room, giggling and talking to someone on her phone. Rolling your eyes, you wondered which foolish man she was taking for a ride this time. As long as she stayed the fuck away from Lee, you didn't give a rat's ass.

You set the candles up and lit them, making the atmosphere perfect. Except it wasn't because you really wanted Lee to be there with you.

You drank down a glass of wine and poured another, setting it beside the candles and your phone, then climbed into the bubbly bliss.

You slowly began to drift off and began to dream. The same dream you dreamt in Lee's car on your way to his dad's funeral. You were drowning, nothing but the darkness of water all around you being inhaled into your lungs and then suddenly, you saw Orlando's face again, only this time you were both drowning.

You gasped awake, choking and splashing about. After you calmed down, you realized you had fallen asleep and had slid under the water. One of your worst nightmares was drowning considering you couldn't swim. Your fear of water wasn't from that though. It was none other than Megan. She terrorized you when you were both in your single digits and besides locking you in that crawl space, she had also held your head under the bath water one night when your mom was out and luckily Jason heard your muffled screams and saved you. From that moment on, it took everything in you to get back in a bathtub and you also would never get in a pool which is why you never learned how to swim. Jason tried to coax you into it, swearing he wouldn't let you go under but as much as you trusted him, you just couldn't do it.

You dried your hands and picked up your phone. Still nothing from Orlando. You decided to call him because that dream really shook you. Maybe he would answer if he knew he could talk to you instead of texting.

To your surprise, he answered. There was loud garbled music in the background.

"Orlando?? Are you alright? I haven't heard back from you."

"Hey Josie, yeah...sorry. I'm fine. I um was asleep."

"With that loud music?"

"Oh, that...yeah, that's Ethan. He's downstairs partying. No rest for the wicked I suppose."

"Well...ok...I...I was just...worried about you. Are you...sure...everything is alright? Your voicemail earlier, you sounded...I don't know, different?"

"Oh...no I'm good, that was just because I had to get going."

"Ok? Well, I'm sorry that I woke you. Do you still want to talk? I mean, you said you needed to talk to me."

"No Josie. I'm sorry if I worried you. I'm good. Can we...just talk later...please?"

"I...I guess so. Text me or something when you can."

"Orlando!!! Get the fuck down here now!" you heard Ethan shout as the music went silent.

"Ok..thanks for calling...gotta go...bye."

You stared at your abruptly ended call and spoke out loud. "What the fuck..."

You laid your phone down and just sat there for a moment, wondering if you should do anything. Was it even your place to do so? Was there anything to even be worried about? You couldn't shake the feeling that there was.

Your phone then rang and you snatched it up thinking it was Orlando calling back, but it was actually a video call from Lee. Your heart raced as your stomach did a flip flop. Why did you feel so silly to answer it when you were in the bath? Probably because you had never done that before.

You answered it to see the cutest damn thing. Lee in his bath, blowing bubbles in the water.

"What the hell..." you said as you laughed.

"Hey baby. Just wanted you to see what you're missing. You could be in here with me right now, still could if you want to come back. I miss you."

"Well as you can see, I am in the bath too. I miss you too. You are too cute for your own damn good, you know?"

"Yes...yes. I know. That's why I called, so you could see what you're missing."

"As if I don't know! You're killing me here."

"Then come back. There's plenty of room in here for you."

"If I do that, I will never get anything done. How about pick me up tomorrow for lunch and then we can go to your farm like you asked me to?"

Lee made a pouty face. "Ok...pizza sound good?"

"Yessss...perfect. Just like you."

"Hey, before you go, guess what I'm listening to."

"How am I supposed to do that?" you giggled.

"Use that witchy intuition of yours. You always bring the right music out at the right times. Don't think I don't notice that."

"Yeah, but, I can't guess what you're already listening to?"

"Alright...I'll give you a hint. Witchy was one of them. Second clue...you're a woman. Third clue. Did I ever tell you I love eagles and hawks. Most awesome birds. Lots of them around the farm."

Lee set his phone on a stand in front of him and sat up to put his earbuds in, totally mind fucking with you his wet sexy self and he knew it.

He had them so loud, you could hear the song, although you had already guessed it from his clues.

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"Witchy Woman haha. Nice."

"It is...it's all about you, you know. You've put some spell on me, I swear."

"You know...the funny part here? Definitely another sign...but...after I first met you, I had just got home from the hospital and was in my room listening to music, and I was thinking about you, wanting to find you to give you your bracelet back and just wanting to see you again so bad... not having a clue in the world who you were but dying to know because you had me spellbound yourself...and I just couldn't understand the control you had over me....and then a song came on...but I'll just let you try and guess it now. The clues are there..."

"Alright my sneaky witchy love, call me in the morning when you get up...and I'll rack my brain to figure it out....and if I guess it, then what?" he asked with a smirk.

"I'll twinkle my nose and strip you naked."

"Holy shit! Well, I better get my thinking cap on!"

You laughed. "I love you, you know. I'll talk to you tomorrow, but if you need me for any reason, call me any time ok? Otherwise, I'll see you in my dreams boyfriend."

"Ooooh... I'll meet you there girlfriend. I love you too beautiful. Goodnight baby."

Lee blew a kiss to you and then hung up after you caught it.

You got out of the bath and texted Orlando again. Something didn't feel right and you couldn't shake it. You got dressed while you waited for a response. Ten minutes later you got one.

"Jo?" you whispered as you read it. "He never calls me that...."

"I gotta go, talk to you later beautiful." Ethan hung up his phone when he saw Orlando. "Give me your phone bro." he demanded in his inebriated state.

"What? Why?"

"Don't fucking ask me why, just give it to me before I take it."

"Fuck man, here! Damn..." Orlando snapped and handed it to him.

Ethan first saw your text.

"Orlando, tell me everything is ok. I know u already did, but..I can't help it. I'm worried about u. Ethan sounded so angry. Please, please text me or call me back, if u can..."

Ethan's face turned dark as he sent a reply to shut you up.

"Hey Jo...I'm fine. Ethan's fine. We're having a great time. No worries. Talk later."

Ethan then went straight for facebook on Orlando's account knowing Lee was on his friends. He had a feeling that since Lee was ignoring him, that he was also hiding things as well. He knew Lee didn't use social media much but he knew you did because he had looked you up the first night he met you and saw that you and Lee were friends and your profile was public. Then, he saw Lee's post and your reply and quickly hit the angry icon without thinking.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me!!!" Ethan shouted at the phone as he stood up. "Who does this bitch think she is?? What's so damn special about her huh???!!"

"Bro, what the hell?? What are you flipping your shit about now?"

Ethan swigged back on the whiskey bottle, almost falling over. "As if you don't know! You didn't see Lee's post?? He fucking loves her, or so he thinks, and she said she loves him too!! There goes your chance bro!! but I ain't losing mine!"

"Let me see that." Orlando grabbed his phone back and looked it over. His heart completely shattered as he read it. Orlando knew you both were into each other and that Lee was very different with you, but he never realized it was that serious.

"I fucking told you man!" Ethan yelled as he chugged more of the wicked liquid. "You gonna let him have that cunt huh?? I'm not."

"Don't call her that!!!" Orlando raged.

"Oooooh...looks like I hit a pussy nerve. What the fuck are you going to do about it cunt lover?! The fuck about her got both of your cocks so hard?! Maybe I should go and get a taste to find out."

"Shut your mouth Ethan! If you ever go near her I'll..."

"You'll what!!!" Ethan growled and pinned Orlando against the wall face first.

"Oh look at you man, like father like son. What are you gonna do, fuck me too!! No wonder you like dick."

"You sick little fuck! I bet you'd like that wouldn't ya Lando??? It's all your fucking fault, destroying our family with your lies. Mum hasn't been right since!"

"That's because she knows the truth!"

"If it's so true, then why didn't he do it to me???"

"Didn't he????!! I think we both know the answer to that!"

Ethan spun Orlando around and gutted him, then punched him in the face before hurling him across the kitchen table. When Orlando tried to get up, Ethan kicked him in the stomach and then pulled out his switch blade, pinning Orlando's arm down on the floor one knee, and his other knee shoved into the back of his neck.

"Do you know what I do to little bitches like you?? Huh??!!"

Ethan plunged his knife into his brother's hand and held it there as Orlando wailed in pain.

"Now little bro, let's hope you've learned your lesson to never threaten me. You be good boy now and keep your mouth shut or that little kitten of yours that you love so much might find herself in a burlap bag sinking to the bottom of a river.. Now go clean yourself up, you're bleeding on my fucking floor."

Orlando winced as Ethan withdrew the knife and then he stumbled up to his feet and headed to the bathroom. As he washed his hand, he felt like he was going to be sick. If he tried to do anything, he knew Ethan would make good on his threat against you. All he could do now was suck it up and take it, and for you, he would.

You paced in your room trying to figure out what you should do. What if you were making a big deal out of nothing...but what if you weren't and Orlando was in trouble. You called him this time.

Ethan saw your call and formed a devious grin.

"Hey there Josie girl, what it do??"

"Ethan?? Where's Orlando and why are you answering his phone?"

"Ohhh that, yeah..he's uh...indisposed at the moment...got some girl upstairs last I saw. Guess he didn't like your facebook fluff. I'll tell him you rang. TTFN!"

"Ethan wait...."

He hung up and stomped on Orlando's phone. "Stupid bitch..."

You called right back but it went straight to voicemail, which told you the phone was now off. You checked your facebook really quick and saw that Orlando apparently gave Lee's post an angry reaction. Now you were certain something was wrong because Orlando was not that petulant. You grabbed your keys and headed out, calling Lee on the way but he didn't answer. You figured he must have dozed off in the bath.

"Lee, when you get this, call me asap! I'm on my way to Ethan's. Orlando is there and something is wrong. I'll explain more later."

As you pulled up to the downtown apartment, you could hear the music blaring from it. After knocking on the door repeatedly with no answer, you turned the knob slowly and to your luck, it was not locked. You walked in to see Ethan sleeping in a chair with his back to you and Orlando passed out in a chair across from him with a bloodied and bandaged hand and bruises on his face. Immediately, you called 911 and ran over to Orlando, startling him awake.

"J..Josie?? You..you can't be here! You need to go..now!" he loudly whispered.

Ethan awoke and sprung up, immediately shutting the music off.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" he snapped.

You ignored him as the dispatcher answered. "911 What is your emergency?"

"Yes Hi, I am at 22 Main apartment A and there's been an assault. My friend is wounded and the assailant is still here. Ethan Bloom."

"What the hell, I didn't hurt him! You don't know what you're talking about!" Ethan shouted as he walked towards you.

"Stay the hell back Ethan! Get away from him!" you commanded as you held your hand out in front of you, standing before a dazed and confused Orlando.

"Orlando man, tell her she's wrong bro!" Ethan pleaded as he became highly agitated and gave Orlando a threatening look.

Orlando became dizzy and fell back into the chair, unable to think clearly at the moment.

"Hey, Orlando?? Stay with me ok? They're on the way. You're going to be alright."

"You've got to be fucking kidding me Josie!"

"Don't you move!!"

"Ok this is NOT what it looks like, Orlando...PLEASE tell the truth!"

"The truth is pretty fucking clear Ethan! You been doing this to him for awhile. The bruises that are always on him and what the hell did you do to his hand??! Look at him! He can't even stand up or speak!"

"Tell her Orlando! Tell her how you suffer from major depression and ptsd. Tell her how you don't take your meds and you drink all the time. Tell her that your injuries are self inflicted!"

You laughed sarcastically. "You expect me to believe he hurts himself??!!!"

"I do. I watched him tonight. He stabbed his own hand. He had some meltdown over some post of yours and Lee's. He does this shit all the time. Tellllll her Landy!"

Orlando stared at Ethan with both rage and fear in his eyes, for he knew if he told the truth, Ethan would find a way to hurt you, even if he was put in jail. He knew his brother had connections and wasn't willing to chance it....and he now knew without a shadow of a doubt, that Ethan purposely tried to run you and Lee off the road.

The sirens could be heard outside as the Salem police wasted no time responding to assault calls.

"In here! That's him, right there! I think he has a knife!" you blurted out to the cops.

"Do you have a weapon on you sir!" the officer asked as he kept his hand on his holster.

"Well...yeah...I do but....look, it's right here..."

Ethan went to out it out and the officer drew his gun. "Put your hands where I can see them. Now!"

He put his hands over his head as he gave another death glare to Orlando. The officer searched him and removed the knife from his pocket."

"Look man, like I tried to tell Josie here. Orlando took my knife and he stabbed his own hand!! He has mental problems and is off his meds."

"You shut up! You did this to him!"

"Sir...can you tell me what happened?" the officer asked Orlando. You watched as his eyes first went to Ethan's and then lowered. "Sir, did this man assault you?"

"I...I..."

Orlando leaned forward and became sick and then he almost passed out.

"Where's the ambulance?? He needs help, he's lost a lot of blood...and I think he was beaten too." you frantically said as you noticed blood now dripping down his fingers out of the saturated bandage.

More sirens were heard as an ambulance then pulled up.

"They're here now Ma'am." the cop said and then turned to Ethan.

"What's your name sir?"

"Ethan Bloom."

The officer turned him around and placed handcuffs on him.

"Ethan Bloom, you are under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. if you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed to you. Do you understand the rights that have just been explained to you?"

"Yes man but...I'm his brother man. I know him more than any of you. He did this. He will tell you when he can. I know he will...right Landy?"

"Stop it! You're coercing him." you snapped.

"Did anyone here hear me threaten him?? NO! You'll see Josie....you'll see..." Ethan said with an eerie smirk as they took him away.

The EMT's tended to Orlando as you tried calling Lee again. Finally he answered, sounding half asleep. As soon as you told him what happened, he jumped up and got dressed and told you he would meet you at the hospital.

"Orlando? Sweetheart, can you hear me?" you asked as you knelt down beside him. He was so out of it, but he managed to look at you and lightly smiled. "They're going to take you to the hospital ok?"

He understood that and panicked, grabbing your hand. "Don't...don't...go...."

"Shhh... I will be right there, I promise. I will not leave you."

"Can I please ride with him?? He's so disoriented." you then asked one of the EMT's.

They approved it and placed him on the wheeled stretcher, then took him out as you followed beside him, holding his good hand and talking to him to keep him calm.

The entire ride, Orlando was quite incoherent and your blood was boiling that Ethan would blame this on his own brother because you knew better. How could he do this to him?? and why?? Orlando looked so vulnerable and it broke your heart. All you could think of was what if you hadn't of went over? You stroked Orlando's hair while you watched the EMT keep monitoring his vitals, praying Orlando would eventually incriminate Ethan as his attacker, but mostly praying that he would be alright....and you could not wait to be in Lee's arms......

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alicent-vi-britannia · 1 year

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midnight-scrivener · 1 year

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I know you made like a long post with lots of sources on drag kings and you also used the word "drag things" which i love as an enby but how do I know if I actually want to do drag? Like i think the biggest barrier is me being ace so while i have no problem with others flaunting it on stage that's not me. Do you have a ref on types of drag bc all i've seen is Drag Race which is too competitive and high-stakes for me and like overwhelming?

Hello! Sorry, I know this is a super long time coming 🥲 thank you so much for being patient!!!

I love the growing movement of Things in the drag community! I always get excited when I see a new one. What are they performing? Gender. Which gender? .... Yes.

There are all kinds of drag, and not all of it is sexy! Me personally, I usually wear long pants and full suits, No! Skin! Allowed! Not a risque stitch about it. And if it makes you feel better, I also am on the ace spectrum, so being Ace doesn't preclude you from putting on a little moustache and doing a funny little dance onstage!

This might not be the most helpful, but it's also true... The only real way to figure out for sure if you want to do drag, when you're already on the fence, is to do drag. If you're old enough to go out, I'd go to different clubs and drag events in your area. Or even check local pages on Facebook and Instagram for Drag Brunches! Brunches teeeend to be more family friendly than nightclub shows, so they might have more examples of the kinds of drag you're looking for. And your local community will have open stage nights where new performers can test out acts. That's a great, low-stakes way to figure out if performance is for you!

In terms of resources for different kinds of drag, Dragula is the first one that comes to mind. It's also intense, but in a different way than Drag Race, and I find that Dragula showcases many more different flavors of drag than Roople's shows tend to, including kings and things. The main show is available on Netflix and Shudder, and I highly recommend seasons 2 and 3. On Shudder, there are also several spinoff shows that I haven't seen (too poor), but I believe are more of a showcase of drag than a pageant competition. Real community drag has very little in common with television pageants, but no one has figured out a way to make anything other than pageants sell on tv, so that's all people see.

I also ran a VERY!!!! slapdash casual low-budget show on Twitch in 2020 to help people make more money when clubs were closed because of the pandemic, and the drag I ran was much more like what you'll tend to see in a local scene. Let me know if you're interested and I can send you a couple episodes! Keeping drag shows up on YouTube is a nightmare because of copyright issues.

But I really think the best advice I can give you is to go out and meet people. Local community drag will ALWAYS be more varied and interesting than any show I can recommend, and even if you're just going to sit in the audience and watch, it'll give you a much better idea of whether this is something you could see yourself doing! And talking to performers will make great friends for you, and also open up mentor opportunities as you build your persona up!

But yeah, Dragula is a great Drag Race alternative (with a disclaimer for horror content). Hugo Grrrl was also on a drag pageant show in New Zealand called House of Drag, which is floating around somewhere on the internet, and I remember really enjoying! Pageants will always be pageants, but some are more varied than others. Either way, I hope some of this was helpful to you! Your local community will always be your best resource, but finally the drag we're seeing on TV is starting to reflect the drag we see in real life ☺️

Feel free to hit me up about anything else! I'm happy to help 🥰

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blueberry-lemon · 1 year

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there's something that unsettles me about tiktoks

and every competing version of short-form video as seen on Facebook, Instagram, etc.

When people filmed, or shared, "home videos" in the days of VHS or camcorders, they were special occasions. It was a notable thing to do, taking a camera out and recording something. Even if the subject of the filming wasn't a special occasion (like filming a mundane breakfast), it instantly became a special occasion anyway because of the presence of the large and unusual camera. Video-sharing platforms like Youtube changed the world forever by allowing everyone, around the world, to share video footage with each other easily. It also created a sort of "medium size" video art form that wasn't quite a film or TV show, but wasn't quite a short clip. People made Youtube videos that were sort of "medium" in length and also "medium" in effort and specialness. Sitting down at a desktop computer in the 2000s to watch a Youtube video, however, was still a very specific activity that you elected to do, watching something that was very clearly filmed for a specific purpose. It changed the world, but it didn't unsettle me.

When Twitter became popular, the concept of "micro-blogging" forever changed the written word on the internet, in my opinion. The magic trick of Twitter is that I can pretty much directly share my stream of consciousness into tweets, and they can go directly into your eyeballs and into your brain. My thoughts, as instantly as I can think them, can be shared directly into your thoughts, instantly. I think we take for granted how powerful, and scary, that ability is. Tiktok-style short form video feels like the video version of those tweets. Because we all have smartphones, which have high-quality cameras in them, and the act of recording what we see is completely normalized, we've come so far away from the special act of "recording a home video on VHS." For all intents and purposes, the smartphone is incredibly close to just having a camera on your eyeballs, because we always have the smartphone on our person and it's not unusual to hold it up to our face. Therefore, even without wearing something like a "Google Glass", we all casually have the ability to record and share our eye's perspective at any time.

The part that bothers me is this:

There is a financial and attention incentive for people to make short-form video that gets a lot of Likes, comments, and shares. That means people constantly (and trust me, they do it constantly) are recording things from their actual lives: their interactions with loved ones, their children, their pets, their homes, their parents, their interactions with strangers...and posting them online in the hopes that they will be Liked, commented on, or shared. Some people are constructing whole careers, side-hustles, or hobbies out of making potential viral videos. This means that a lot of these videos are "fake" or "staged" or "exaggerated" to be funnier or more interesting.

Now, short-form video platforms are a complete mix of "real" moments of people's lives, recorded from their perspective, and "faked" moments of their lives, recorded from their perspective. Unlike television, film, and even Youtube, I feel like it is harder now to decipher which moments are genuine and which moments are faked in these videos. I see dozens and dozens of short-form videos a day of moments with people's families and children etc. where it is very unclear if the video was scripted/staged beforehand. And even when it is obvious, it still is deeply unsettling to me.

I wish that this incentive didn't exist for people to record things "from their lives", "from their eye's perspective", but to fake or embellish them in order to craft the perfect viral video. The way that it's recorded (the fact that it's in first person, it uses a smartphone, it's very casually filmed within their daily lives) makes the act more disturbing to me than it would be behind a camcorder or a TV camera. We also consume these types of videos by the dozen every day, their perspective being transmitted to us instantly just like tweets are.

anyway that's my ramble, thanks.

addendum: if the most optimistic beauty of a platform like Twitter is that we can share our thoughts to more easily connect and empathize with each other…then the most optimistic beauty of short-form smartphone video is the ability to let people see life from our perspective.

the fact that people instead use this to create fake "staged" moments from their perspective and trick us into thinking this is their life feels like a perversion of what this technology could be doing.

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What you’ll need to apply to agencies are digitals. These can easily be taken with your own camera or camera phone.

Here are some digitals that I took at home with the help of my dad. Very easy to do!

Many agencies will ask for the same type of digitals so having a set of digitals “ready-to-send” will save you time and stress.

How to set up Digitals

I would highly recommend taking digitals without makeup. Yes, you read that right. No makeup.

Use a plain wall as your backdrop. Make sure there are no shapes, patterns, or other objects behind you.

Use natural light whenever possible. This light can come from a window or if you can shoot outside, make sure that the sunlight is not directly on your face as it might make you squint. We don’t want that.

If the lighting on one side of your body isn’t balanced, use a light on the other side to compensate. For example, when I shot indoors, the window was giving light to my right side and my left side was a little too dark. I added a ring light on my right to balance out the darkened side.

What do you wear?!

Form fitting clothes like a tank top and skinny jeans are great. Agencies want to see the shape of your body.

Stick to neutral colors like black, white or gray.

DO NOT: Wear clothes that have bright colors or crazy patterns.

How about your hair?

Unless there are clear guidelines, the general rule is to keep your hair from your face whether it's in a ponytail or behind your ears. Especially for close ups.

What types of shots should I take?

This is a general list. Be sure to take these photos smiling and not smiling. This will give you a wide range of digitals to choose from when sending to agencies:

Closeup of your face

full side profile

¾ of profile

mid body

full body

full body side profile

full body back (facing away from the camera)

Different agencies ask for different photos, so it can get annoying when you have to re-take new pictures for every agency. But having the core group of pictures listed above, you can save time and immediately apply to those agencies you have your eye on.

Once you have all these photos, you are ready to start applying to agencies. This is all you need.

How to find agencies to apply to?

There are 4 ways:

Google “modeling agency in (X city/state)”. X being the city/state you want to be represented in. If you are not sure if the agencies you have found are legit, you can always refer to my steps on how to figure out if an agency is legit or not.

Google “talent agency in (X city/state)”.

Go to models.com . This is a great website to find legit agencies that you can apply to. Just click on the tab “agencies” and then you can easily search per country or city.

If you are petite, meaning under 5’7’’, and you are not sure which agencies are petite friendly, you can go to the list I’ve created here.

Once you find an agency you like, go to their website and then look for “apply”, “become a model”, “get scouted”, “contact us” or anything with similar wording to find an online form or an email address where you can submit your information, digitals and measurements.

If there is a space where you can write something about yourself, make sure whatever you write shows your personality. Be You. Be True.

And that’s it!

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yoisthisageist · 2 years

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Interesting Title

From Roxanne: Charlie Warzel writes a newsletter for The Atlantic. The subject of his latest is an article critical of Elon Musk's Twitter situation. The title of the article is, "Elon Musk is an Honorary Facebook Boomer." He goes on to explain, " (I agree the trope is ageist and not always precise; it is also the internet parlance for a specific type of behavior, so I’m using it here as a shorthand.) As the unflattering stereotype goes, these people are aggressively online but generally not internet-savvy enough to understand why certain things are happening....they share information uncritically or without verifying it. When they encounter pushback or see things in their feeds they cannot explain, they tend to lean on a conspiratorial excuse of shadowy information manipulators."

So, he explains the characteristics to which he is referring, yet, says he is using "Facebook Boomer" as "shorthand?" That makes no sense.

He continues, "Musk’s posts are much more like the stereotype of a Facebook-addled Boomer. He’s terminally addicted to a platform that provides him with a steady stream of content that angers him and polarizes his politics. He loves to share trite, old meme formats."

Perhaps Mr. Warzel needs to acquaint himself with some Baby Boomers. I taught adults at the college level as an adjunct for many years. This is just my personal experience, but I found that Baby Boomers had no issues with critical thinking about credible internet sources. My concerns were primarily the 20 to 30 year students. More than one student thought The Onion, a satire site, was a credible source and referenced it in papers. Students have been fooled by the slick graphics and overall professional look of white supremacist web sites and believed the sites were credible sources.

But then, what would l know? I am just an "Facebook-addled boomer." /s

Well said, Roxanne. The even more disturbing point is that a mainstream journalist would admit bias—and excuse it on the basis of convenience. As you wrote to Wurzel, copying me," So you know this trope is ageist and you choose to use it anyway? Really? Would you use a racist trope as "shorthand" to describe characteristics like lazy, uneducated, violent, etc., etc. ? I think not. Why do you think it is acceptable to be ageist?

It's not. Calling this kind of behavior out in various ways—writing sharp letters, posting to blogs like this, sharing stories on social media, etc.—all bring it to light and help make it less acceptable.

#submission

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darklove9314-blog · 2 years

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Usually I use my platform to talk about books, but today it is the only social media I can use where my family can’t see what I’m talking about, so today I want to put everything out there.

Yesterday the Supreme Court Justices voted to overturn Roe V Wade setting our country backwards by decades. Yesterday I took to my Facebook for the first time in months to see what all my friends/family were saying about it.

I reposted one of my friends post that said that if you see Roe vs Wade as a victory to sincerely go fuck yourself/ a firm reminder that if anyone supports the Supreme Courts decision on this I will cut them out of my life and not consider them family to which my sister’s mother in law made two replies.

One being that I should just agree to disagree with pro-lifers (Forced birthers because they only give a shit about a fetus and not the lives of women and children) because it’s not worth losing possible decades of friendship/ relationships and two that when a life is lost it’s nobody wins. She can say that about the unborn, but she doesn’t put that energy when it comes to the lives that are already here and are personally being affected.

Now I’m used to pro-life arguments, I lived in a county that was heavily influenced by religion and have heard the “well they can just put the babies up for adoption” argument more times than I can count, so I knew my post would piss people off, the problem with this is that this is my sister’s mother in law. I can supply her with all the facts that I can manage, but I know that I will never change her mind because she is set in her ways despite the fact that my family has the same opinions that I do. Yesterday my sister and father made countless post about the overturning of Roe V Wade and my sister’s mother in law did not make a single comment on either of their post. Why? Because it’s easier for her to type on my post when I’m 2,000 miles away then to type on my sister and father’s post because they live in the same town she does.

Now I’m used to defending myself, I’m used to being one of the few people in my family to bring up uncomfortable situations, so yesterday and this morning I did not engage with my sister’s mother in law. because I wanted to know if my family would actually step in when they saw what she was saying to me, and not surprisingly their was crickets on my family’s end. They did not step in to try to educate my sister’s mother in law about the rights they are trying to fight for. They didn’t step in and ask her the question of why she was choosing to solely focus on me when they were all posting about it. No one in my family stepped in, because I have always been the one in my family to say what needed to be said and to not give a shit about what others including family have thought of me. I am the only person in my family to cut out specific members of my family because they were not good for my mental health and well being and I am tired. I am tired of being the only person in my family to try and break out of the cycle. I’m tired of being the only one in my family to speak out when things get hard (In person. On social media it seem like they have no problem) and I’m tired of educating my family on things they should already know. I’m the youngest. I’m the baby in the family. but I was the first one to take a look at all my family overall and see how many of them actually had abhorrent views. A lot of my family didn’t start talking about these kind of issues until they saw me doing it. Until they saw my courage and saw that I was not afraid to speak my mind, but at a time where I need them to stand up and put what they’ve learned to use...they’re choosing to only do so when it’s people they don’t have to deal with in their day to day life.

For now I am done. I’m exhausted. I told my own mother about this and her response was to say that sometimes people have different opinions and perhaps she didn’t mean it the way it sounded, but when my rights as a woman are being threatened. there is no room for misinterpretation. I honestly don’t know where to go from here. I cried for hours yesterday to my husband yesterday because I’m just so exhausted telling the members of my family that if they actually want change they have to work for it.

Now I know this sounds like I’m giving up, but I am not. I will shake off this exhaustion and continue to fight for what I believe in because fighting for what’s right is never easy. Sometimes fighting for what’s right is very fucking hard and sometimes you’ll need to go against your own blood to do it. But I promise you that it can also be the best thing you’ve ever done in your life. So fight for what you believe in, even if you have to go at it alone.

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icewindandboringhorror · 1 year

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I miss when Hulu used to have a comments section under every video, there was always something interesting (in a human behavior curiosity kind of way) about scrolling down to see usually an absolutely ridiculous collection of people having a rowdy open forum discussion about something you just watched that you had a completely neutral non-reaction to

#unfortunately - everything still trends toward homogenization #people especially tech comanies can't just have their own fucign unique thing. they have to look and act like every other service #to ''''compete''' apparently (even though like... wouldn't having unique features be instead a NOVEL draw to your specific product? wouldn't #you want to stand out???)#Like OKCupid completely over-simplfying their site into bare bones sleek nothingness and taking away all the features that made it unique #in any way (high customization - various personality ranking scales and a LOT of various visible data/information) .. because oh yeah #actually we have to be tinder and just quick emoji blurb swipe swipe #Hulu trying to be netflix and taking away anything that made it stand out in any posiive way (comments section.. other things that I forget #since I've been using it since like 2009 or something)#Youtube.... everything youtube does.... god.......#All social media sites are exactly the same now with extremely minor differences and even then still frequently implement samey #features to try and close those differences #etc. etc.#ANYWAY . i think also the hulu comments sections were facebook linked - like..one of the ways you could actually verify yourself to #leave a comment was having a facebook login (AT LEAST in like 2010.. I don't remember if they changed this at some point)#so you could also usually (I think..?? again.. if I'm rmembering correclty) you could get to someone's facebook profile #from the comments section sometime. I used to watch stuff and then scroll down to see what The Masses were saying and sometimes #someone's comment would be so strange I'd like.. go investigate them as a person #see what type of posts they make on their personal facebook which was always way too public with none of their information #privated of course lol

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lunarbruja · 1 month

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I am so sick and tired of feeling so disconnected from this site because of a stupid ex posting my n*des here as an act of revenge. I'm so sick and tired of how that has affected how I felt about my body and the trauma I recieved from it. How his own mother didn't believe me and how I couldn't even screenshot it in time to show to the police because he took it down (I assume by this time his mother had called him). Even though he had the gall to write my legal name and told people to repost it so it will "ruin my reputation". And I'm so sick and tired of acting like it was nothing just because it all happened it so suddenly, the post was probably up for an hour at the most. But within that hour, actually within the five minutes of some stranger sending me a message on Facebook with a link and asking if this is me (THANK YOU WHOEVER YOU ARE) me opening in the link in the middle of my college class class and seeing my own n*des and my legal name would make anyone immediately close their laptop. I still think what hurt me the most was that his mom was the first person I called because she's been so kind to me, but to not have her believe me really soured me. But what I'm really sick of is being afraid to come back to this site. Nobody would know about it, I think like one person reposted it (I spit on you) but it just hurt me so deeply. I loved being on tumblr, I was here in 2011. I was in peak Superwholock form. I was here for the Hetalia x Homestuck wars. Remember when people cosplayed their character in gifs. I remember. And then it was taken from me, and then it didn't matter because everyone went over to Twitter anyways. Which was good, I needed a new platform. But now I'm back on tumblr but there was always that hesitation of opening the app and participating the way I used to back then. I hate that it was used as a weapon to expose my vulnerability, I hated it so much I was happy when they became stricter on nsfw content. It felt like some type of justice I couldn't get back then.

Anyways, sorry for the long post I just needed to get that out of my chest. I feel better. Okay bye bye I love you!

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thorsenmccoy17 · 1 month

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imarawbu · 2 months

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Making another one since the other one was so long.

Back to the changes and realizations I had. Maybe they are because I'm 25 now and my frontal lobe is developed and things are a little clearer. I don't see it as a "maturity thing" as people describe their periods of early 20s and teens as immature. I have always been more mature the problem was I was trying to make the best of bad situations and didn't have the tools or support, so I challenge anyone to do better than I did.

Back to the topic, a year, year and a half ago, I was excited for my daughter, excited for the house, wanted to get lots of nice decor and decorations for it so I could love the place I lived in instead of dreading it or hating it. Now, I don't care. Nice decor means more stuff my daughter can get into or destroy. I'd just be happy to live in this house on my own, who cares about liking what's inside.

Excited for my daughter and even thinking of when I'd have my next kid, that seeing my husband with my daughter would have him go above my expectations. Now, that idea is hilarious. I'd love to have another baby, experience the happiness and joy of a newborn but not with my husband who would somehow find a way to treat me even worse than he does now and find new ways to tell me every day that I'm a horrible mother and wife and a fat and lazy piece of shit. As I mentioned when she turned 7 months, I wish I had waited for kids, maybe my marriage would be better, I'd get more life experience, travel, and have actual time to enjoy life. There are so many days now that I wish I didn't have her, it's becoming more frequent. It's not her fault, I don't blame her and I know I would not regret having my daughter if my husband actually helped me and cared. She's definitely different than other kids, I think it's because of intelligence or her personality but shes more shy than she should be, more cautious that a toddler her age should be, at least to me it seems that way- or maybe what's happening at home, to me, is affecting her. I swore as a mother I'd never do what my mother did to me or put my kids though what my parents put me through, looks like I have already failed.

I realize that people my entire life have treated me like shit, even friends, especially people I wanted as friends. The last post is a great example. Everyone underestimates me, everyone thinks they can take advantage of me. I realized the closest people to me (parents, husbands) have always been abusive and that I've literally never been "loved" by a non abusive, normal person. That my pre-teenage self who decided and was pushed into not being able to trust people or make friends after going through severe abuse in a residential treatment center, was right. Friends are useless, people are useless, they do not act with clear intentions and I don't have the ability to maintain the relationship and get taken advantage of. It's better to just not have them, they are a liability.

I have also realized I don't care about much of anything anymore, all my motivations have gone, all of my desires have gone. I've even had little cities in my head (metaphorically speaking, I'm not hallucinating) say it's better to just not be alive anymore. Which really is true, especially in this day and age.

I also used to share this type of stuff during and after my first marriage, and post long stuff on Facebook and in groups, I used to argue with people and now I do it here (the long typed posts, not the arguing) because nobody cares. I did use an app for mental health stuff to try to do this stuff and have people respond but people just didn't respond after awhile. I'm not really writing so I have an audience but it's nice to know someone cares even if I don't actually want to talk with someone and just want to write. And that writing is actually useless but I keep doing it.

Lastly, I realized the shame and gossip that is going to come when this marriage comes apart publicly. Whether I say something ahead of time or after the divorce is done. The woman whose son I liked? She didn't initially like my husband as, yes, he had shown his real colors before, I married him because he said he'd changed and begged to marry me yada yada. She didn't believe it and told me this was my last chance, and she cared about me but she could do nothing if this failed again. Mind you, she was trying to get me to agree to consider seeing some nephew of hers back in her country during this time. Shed mentioned to me how if I messed this up and married the wrong person, it would be a world of shame for me. Later, she ended up really liking my husband as everyone thinks we have a perfect marriage but anyways. I live better than my friends, most of my friends are older than me by the way, I'm definitely living better than people my age. People are jealous obviously. I know people aren't going to believe me when I say I didn't do anything, I know people are going to enjoy that I'm now twice divorced since I lived such a luxury life and gave it up to be divorced again. That I will definitely have a "reputation" and now a significant number of people where I live will know because my husband has a lot of influence in the Muslim community here. Maybe even my ex's family would find out. Lol my parents will definitely blame me. If I had posted on my private story about my marriage, who knows the carnage that would have happened today or soon once people found out.

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