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sooo I've been thinking a lot about solarpunk

and mostly about a question posed here: “What would the punk aspect of solarpunk be?”

The big popular post going around and a lot of resulting brainstorming focuses on the beautiful cities and light and art nouveau influences, but what about the places that aren’t the cities? what about the people who can’t afford and/or don’t have the privilege of solar everything and beautiful self-sufficient homes and all of those trappings? how does solarpunk even begin to exist? it looks like such a lovely utopian idea/place and that’s all cool but then i saw this. (credit)

what if solarpunk outside the cities isn’t pretty? imagine people struggling to survive in that wasteland, the biggest desert you’ve ever seen and hotter and more dangerous, too, by lack of ozone layer and proper protection. imagine the people scrounging for solar panels because they’d be so USEFUL out in a place where there is nothing but sun but they’re expensive when you’ve got nothing to show but some sunbleached clothes and farms of cacti. 

imagine cities powered by massive solar panels on the edge of the desert, defaced with corrosive paint made from desert flowers and aloe and sand, angry capslock messages that ENERGY IS 4 ALL because there’s plenty to go around, so stop being stingy and keeping life about profit

shift gears for a minute, go back further, think about cyberpunk. all that tech sounds pretty cool and looks pretty metal (pun intended) until you realize the cultural aesthetic isn’t as green as we thought it was and  god we’re guzzling gas faster than ever but how do we get clean energy out there without provoking the Big Bad Business

(image credit) the caption on this post reads, “we have a name before we have a manifesto. Isn’t that awesome?”

the hashtag makes me think of twitter, social media, anonymous. an uprising using that one key- #solarpunk- to gather meetings like this, with temproary signs and locked doors and watchful eyes around every corner, slowly turning it around to go from cyberpunk to solar, a revolution of energy. electricians who fix things illegally, maybe to restore electrical power to suspects who just happen to have a few too many power outages, or to subtly convert gas guzzlers to fuel efficient to needing none at all. 

think about that war, between oil, and the sun, and fighting it, winning it, changing the world, only to end up with nothing, struggling to survive, because you weren’t the face of the revolution and didn’t have enough pennies to pay for panels- because, of course, most physical money is being marked wasteful and invalid, and credits are the new system! isn’t the system great? 

of course it is. you helped build it. it’d be greater if you were a participant, though. 

just. rugged edges of solarpunk (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

It must have been so hard for her

amitds that’s what I’ve been talking about. When I read Sarada never met him my heart literally broke into pieces.

Twelve years.

TWELVE YEARS.

TWELVE YEARS.

We all now she was always about Sasuke and even though she married him and they have a child, she had to be alone for 12 years. Even though her friends, her parents and her daughter were there for her, it must have been so hard for Sakura to spend those 12 years without Sasuke. 

She truly must have been lonely. And it breaks my heart so much.
You deserve the world Sakura. All I want is for you to be finally happy.

werebearbearbar and crabsandlobsters both asked for living quarters of musketeers.  I am not known for my amazing scenery drawing, but I gave it a shot.

I added to details from the book that I love too much to not put in- Athos has a portrait in his room (I think it’s above the hearth, in the book) that shows a certain family resemblance, and he has a sword on his wall that he refuses to sell no matter how bad things get.  I also headcanon that he has some furniture leftover from his finer days, but those pieces do not include a bed, which came with the room or something.  I also like the idea that he chose a place up high, with windows that couldn’t be looked into.  In this case, he made the mistake of picking a room with East-facing windows, so they glow with the wrath of God every morning whether he likes it or not.   And I prefer his room spartan rather than totally decrepit, which I’ve read in fics a few times.  I figure he doesn’t keep a store of alcohol- he goes out and gets it every night and brings it back, so it doesn’t stack up to extremely.  

Book Athos would have a much nicer (or at least cozier) place that TV Athos, I think.  The book also has a large chest in his apartments, full of relics from his past.  I don’t think TV Athos would allow that.  And separate rooms for his lacky Grimaud, who does not appear in the show.

I should do Aramis- his rooms are super awesome in the book.

I’ve never been bulletproof.
That’s what I told you when I left
without looking back.
It isn’t your fault,
but god, when I look at you,
all I see is a loaded gun.
In all your grandeur and glory,
you are a church on fire
I can’t look away from.
I know I said I wasn’t afraid of dying,
but I never thought I could love
something so savage,
and yes, you are ravishing,
but even a pistol
will shine in the moonlight
and even fireworks
are only safe at a distance
and need I remind you
how dynamite lights up a room?
—  Hand-Grenade Heart
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