after tragedy

anonymous asked:

So i was making an innocent joke on a small group chat (maybe about 7 people) that was basically about bom-ombs (from mario) and saying they were The Bomb (as in the slang term for cool) and one person ended up scolding me because of Manchester saying i shouldnt be making "bomb jokes" even though i thought my joke was pretty innocent and noone in the chat was even effected by the bombing? Nor was i even thinking about it. Was i wrong for making the joke? I dont really get social taboos like this

You weren’t wrong for making the joke, as it was unrelated to the bombing. Making a joke about the bombing would be bad, but making a joke about a video game is not. 

However, some people get very touchy about these things after a mass tragedy (never mind that Middle Eastern countries are being bombed daily and they don’t give a shit about that, but that’s another tangent entirely). Some people will think that anything even remotely reminiscent of a tragedy is inappropriate to joke about after something like this happens.

I have to be honest. I don’t understand a lot of these social taboos either. Particularly in a situation like yours. I can understand that it is bad to joke about a tragedy, but I don’t see how making a video game joke that happens to involve the word bomb is a bad thing. 

-Sabrina

anonymous asked:

Are you okay? I'm worried about you.

And another Anon asked: “ How are you?”

I really appreciate all the concern and love.  

I’m a big believer that there’s a time for silence.  For me, the aftermath of the bombing was one of those times. Social media is by it’s nature broadcasting your thoughts - and that wasn’t what I wanted to do in the days after the tragedy.

Since then, I haven’t felt much of an urge to start talking about One Direction again.  

That’s partly about my life - over the last few weeks there’s been a tendency for most things to happen when I’m most busy and at times catching up has felt like something I was making myself do.  As I’ve mentioned I then had a week of horrible patriarchy that made me mad at every man who dared exist in a way that impinged on my reality, which is not a very compatible feeling with being a fan of a boyband.  I feel less like that now, but I’m still really busy.  Yesterday I made a list of what I had to over the next month and suddenly I realised why I was a bit overwhelmed.  When I did that it occurred to me that I could not post anything about One Direction for the next six weeks and if I did that I might have more space.

I had basically decided to write a post saying I was going into hibernation and I probably wouldn’t be around till July.  But now I’m not even sure of that.  I’m feeling a bit better a bit more relaxed.  There have been a few posts I’ve wanted to reblog a little bit and one post I wanted to react to (Billboard is not and never will be the equivalent to The Fucking Sun).  I spent a long time trying to figure out who Eleanor reminded me of in those music video pics.  I realised it’s Bad Janet from The Good Place - so I didn’t even need to wonder in the tags to have that question answered.

I quite like lurking and having time to process information. Now they’ve all released music there’s a lot to think about and recalibrate and re-examine previous assumptions.  I like the idea of some fandom fallow time.

So what I’ve decided is that I’m not going to post anything for the next little bit, unless I really want to.  I don’t know how long it’ll be (but at the moment I expect to be back pretty much as I was before Dunkirk comes out). The following things are almost bound to get me out of hibernation:

  • Lyrics from Louis.
  • Almost any political statement by someone associated with 1D.

Otherwise who knows. I’ll keep being silent until I have something to say. Don’t worry about me - I’m just having my time for silence.

Ok but can we talk about how emo, as a genre, defied gender roles in a big way? Like, everything about the culture, from the guys wearing makeup and womens’ skinny jeans, to the way they got unabashedly emotional in spite of the “men aren’t supposed to cry” narrative they’d obviously been socialized with, was just this complete “fuck you” to the idea that there’s a certain way to be a “man”. 

And a lot of their detractors called them “girly” or “gay”. And they didn’t give a fuck! Fall Out Boy has a whole song entitled “Gay Is Not A Synonym for Shitty”, which referenced a famous Pete Wentz quote, where he basically said that if you thought his band sucked, to just say it sucked, and not be a “homophobic asshole” about it. 

And, then, geez, My Chemical Romance took it a step further, and Gerard Way outright kissed one of his bandmates at concerts purely to infuriate homophobes who were at his shows.

 A lot of these bands were openly for LGBT rights, for womens’ rights. I remember one instance where some band MCR was touring with asked women to flash their tits in exchange for backstage passes. And Gerard was so horrified by this, and told his female fans to “spit in the faces” of misogynists in the rock scene. 

Like, god, these bands were so progressive. And they still are. Right after the Pulse tragedy, Brendon Urie literally danced around in a pride flag and told his queer fans what they meant to him. Pete Wentz said that “Uma Thurman” was meant to show his female fans that they could be “badass”, too. And Gerard pretty much admitted in an interview to somewhat identifying with the label “nonbinary”. 

That’s the most lasting impact that emo is going to have. Showing fans of all genders that there’s nothing wrong with being whoever the fuck you are, that there’s no specific way to be a man or woman. And, god, I just fucking love that. 

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Today,Queen Elizabeth visited the Royal Manchester Children’s Hospitel, where survivors of the Manchester attack are being treated. She met a number of children who survived the traumatic incident and said to one of the girls ‘’It’s dreadful. Very wicked.’’ The Queen also admitted she thought Ariana Grande was a very good singer, saying ‘’She sounds very, very good.’’

She also thanked hospital staff who worked tirelessly to keep the children alive in the hours after the tragedy. Fourteen victims remain at the hospital, including five in critical care. 

i think it’s important to note that harry feels in every sense, somber. Down to the way he dressed, really simply in all black, just a shirt and jeans, it shows through that he is still hurting but he is up there to still appreciate and show love to those who took the time amd effort to see him. Harry is one of the strongest people out there to still perform after such a tragedy, but his love for other will always win over how much he cares about himself. He puts others first, always.

This post was triggered by something that @roachpatrol​ said over here about the expectation for girls to be sweet and clean and harmless:

Holy shit, if I was eight years younger and wandering into fandom for the first time, I can guarantee that the culture right now would’ve fucked me up and ground me down and taken away all my healthy outlets.

Picture: you are a girl at the tender young age of mumbledyteen. Up until this point you have been taught that all dark thoughts are literally hand-delivered into your head by the devil, and that the only correct method of dealing with negativity is to ignore them and pray harder. Concentrate on what is good and righteous and pure to the exclusion of all else, this is how you be a good person.

You are also a fully-functioning human being, one who can feel stressed or lonely or angry or any number of bad things. Mostly, with emotions that are still working themselves out, you feel this rumbling, white-hot white noise under everything, all the time. Sometimes it rolls in like a thunderstorm and everything else gets drowned out, and sometimes it’s only quietly muttering in the distance. Either way it’s always there, and the sound shreds uncomfortably at the inside of your brain.

When you were younger, before you were in charge of your own media consumption, your brain would shred up a myriad of saccharine stories to try and match the noise of the shredder in your head. Bad things happening, people getting hurt, characters trapped in unhealthy relationships of all kinds.

Fanfiction, the product of a hundred thousand other mumbledyteens whose brains are all screaming the same way, makes something in your brain go ping

Unfortunately, if the planet had ever been united on any single message, it was probably that no matter how you feel: 1) your feelings weren’t unique 2) they didn’t matter 3) they didn’t matter because they weren’t unique, they were shared among millions of hysterical, worthless teenaged girls just like you.

Fandom was confirmation of the first, but (with some hiccups along the way) outright rejection of the last two. Fuck you, our feelings do matter, and this is a story just for us.

A disclaimer: these aren’t good stories, otherwise they wouldn’t have to be defended. Their flavor of topic is not within societally acceptable bounds. Fictional characters have sex and get tortured and raped and abused, but their screaming harmonizes with the pitch of the shredder when it’s burrowing deepest.


As a teenager I never thought that my feelings were important enough to deal with, but these stories let me look at them sideways. Audience catharsis is the whole point of tragedy, after all.

And hell, these days I’m a happy, healthy adult who barely even has the urge to go looking for whump fic when I’ve had a bad week. I’m not going to forget just how much bad stuff that fic helped me air out, though, not ever. (Not to mention that thanks to all of those abuse!fics, I can recognize an unhealthy relationship at 500 paces, even if the fictional abuse was depicted as something loving and romantic. Abusers in real life don’t go around with helpful warning tags on their sleeves anyway.)

But holy shit, can you imagine if I’d found fandom as it is today.

Yes, your church is right, your family is right. Horrible things in stories are only there because they were written by horrible people, and they’re only popular because horrible people read them. The very concepts they address corrupt everything they touch.

That shredder in your head, the one that takes innocent cartoons but then shits out sadness and mayhem? That’s disgusting, you’re disgusting. How dare you think about minors having underaged sex, you minor? How dare you consider another person getting hurt? Your feelings don’t matter, they aren’t unique, they’re shared with all kinds of worthless shitbags just like you.

Every ounce of what you read and write and enjoy is going to be weighed for sin and tested for purity. You know, just like the rest of your life, except this time there’s no deity who’s handing out second chances.

Maybe that’s what bothers me most about all of this. It’s the same petty fandom bullshit as always, but “you’re wrong for liking a ship because IT WILL NEVER BE CANON” is a hell of a lot easier to laugh off when you’re young than “you’re wrong for liking a ship because YOU’RE AN ABUSIVE PEDOPHILE AND IF SOMETHING BAD HAPPENS IT’S YOUR FAULT FOR PERPETUATING IT.”

My fault, my bad thoughts, no outlet for any of them. The message to repress all the bad things so I can look like a good person, but my brain is so full of unprocessed shit that it’s solidified. Nobody actually saved any real children, but my brain sure is getting a second dose of fucked-up.

Are the people getting attacked going to be okay, will they be able to go and address their braingremlins somewhere else? I’d also ask if the people doing the attacking are okay, with all of the denial and repression they must deal with, but it seems like they’ve got venting pretty well handled by taking it out on strangers. 

Hey, c’mon, calm down friends. I bet I’ve read a story that’s got a character screaming at just the same pitch you are.

It helps to read one of those and harmonize your voices, I promise.

anonymous asked:

So I get it what happened was scary but he's in mexico which is so far away from the UK I feel like he's taking this way too personally considering the chances of anything happening to him are basically at zero. He should have taken this time to bring positivity not to cry the entire time and rush through songs or he should have just cancelled.

It doesn’t matter that he is in Mexico and the attack happened in the UK. People naturally are going to be fearful for a while. I’m not sure if Harry actually is afraid for his safety right now, I would hope not. But just like what happened with Christina Grimmie, people are going to be on edge and thinking about what might be coming next. You can’t blame Harry for that.

If Harry is emotional after a tragedy, let him be emotional. He, like many people from the UK and around the world, are still mourning. He has worked personally with Ariana and given her a song before. A lot of her fans are also fans of the boys. We already know one of the girls that has passed away was a huge fan of louis especially. Manchester is where Harry grew up because it was so close to Cheshire and that’s where people his age could go see concerts and hang out. Harry and the boys have played shows in Manchester. Manchester and the fans there mean a lot to him.

There are so many reasons Harry can be taking this especially hard, and for you to tell him how you think he should be acting is so ridiculous. He tried his best to bring positivity by saying be a lover. He tried to bring positivity by doing a show where all proceeds go to charity. He tried to bring positivity by singing his songs and performing even when he would probably rather be home with his family.

And it’s funny that you say he should have cancelled because I know if he did, people like you would be down his throat for it. Talking about how he’s selfish and the show was or charity and he should have just done the show anyway. Harry did his best tonight and put as much emotion and love into the show as he possibly could have and honestly fuck you for trying to twist this into something negative where Harry didn’t do a good enough job.

tl;dr Harry tried his best which was more than anyone should be asking for right now and we should be grateful he is safe and able to still do shows where donations are made to charity. Harry has such a big heart, I’m sorry you don’t understand that concept.

he’s up there on that stage after an incredible tragedy that he’s torn up about, and he’s still singing up there because he knows how much it means to the fans that flew out/came to attend the show. getting up on that stage and performing for charity, no less, is incredible. he’s got such a huge heart and he’s hurting but he’s still giving these fans everything that he can because he knows how much it means to them and he scrapped his entire normal set to do an acoustic set to honor the victims of the horrible tragedy.

Twigs and Twine and Tasha Banes/

My meta for this episode is, I’m not writing a meta. What’s the point? It was perfect, perfect, perfect and I hate the fact I can’t be fully happy, relax and enjoy it. Because we’ve been here before, right? When it was so close we could touch it - and, whatever those anons in my askbox say, it’s not about a ship, because (personally) I continue to have no interest in shipping whatsoever. This is people telling us a story, being elaborate and decadent and romantic as fuck about it, and I want to hope they’re not lying to us this time - I can’t see how they’re going to worm their way out of this, and why they would even want to, but - yeah. 

As I said, we’ve been there before.

So I’m not going to comment on how painstakingly the Banes mirrored the Winchesters - the queer, cocky sibling who doesn’t give a fuck, the other sibling who feels like an outsider in their own family, the parent who hunts alone and ‘hasn’t been home in a few days’. What’s the point? Steve Yockey went to great trouble to shove it in our faces, and, to his credit, he never hesitated - he went all out, killing off a character he’d created himself (I think we can all agree on the fact that Alicia Banes is, for all intents and purposes, dead) so that he could carve up a perfect parallel, because as it turns out, his Max can’t bear to live alone either, and would do anything, anything, to bring his sister back.

Uh.

There’s also no point, I guess, to discuss Chekhov’s grenade launcher again. We know it’s there, we know it’s something Dean can’t have and can’t touch (but he really, really wants to), and it seems almost sure by now that the thing will have a prominent role in the season finale. 

(Which, yay, but also - a grenade launcher is not really a synonym for surgical strikes and level-headedness - are you ready for the bloodbath? I know I’m not.

And the question remains - what about the metaphorical grenade launcher? Will Dean get his hands on that too?)

No, I just - you know, a few months ago I actually embarked on the mad project of tracking down everything Steve Yockey had ever written - not out of a creepy, stalkery obsession, but simply because I was absolutely blown away by Celebrating the Life of Asa Fox and my entire frontal cortex was like, *grabby hands*. So, well - I sat through twenty episodes of Scream wishing I could be sixteen again (which was the whole point of that show, I guess), and when I finally got to Yockey’s episode - there was no difference. None. It was more freakishly thin girls running this way and that, more masks carved out of human faces, more meetings in video games stores instead of going to the police. And at first I felt a bit cheated, but now I’ve seen Yockey’s third episode for Supernatural, I suddenly realize this is actually good news - because Yockey is very, very good. He can blend in. He can write stuff that’s so indistinguishable from S1 canon he’s basically a House Elf (and is it a good thing or a bad thing when you don’t notice a writer is there?). And the thing is, he was very clearly told not to. Whatever Dabb’s goal - and, as I said, I don’t want to run in the streets with a confetti machine until I know for sure - Yockey is deliberately turning it up to eleven, because, again - I have no doubt a part of the fandom will start to shout OOC and whatever, but guys - Yockey can do the thing if he’s told to do the thing. But it’s now very clear he wasn’t.

So, well. This episode was tragically beautiful. What got me like a punch in the face is that Max Banes doesn’t, in the end, follow in Dean’s footsteps: Dean doesn’t allow him to make a demon deal, which means Max is forced to find that ‘other way’ the Winchesters are always daydreaming about. But, well - in his case that ‘other way’ is going home with a sort of golem sister - a thing that talks like Alicia and moves like Alicia and may have her memories and may even be able to be feel the sun on her face and the warmth of her brother’s love and the empty nothing of her mother’s death, but is not a human being. In doing what he did, Max condemned himself to a fake and hollow life, and that’s even more heartbreaking if we consider how open he used to be about everything. Living as a natural witch, a gay man, a POC in a world of monsters (hell, in Trump’s America) - Max was shameless about it. From the very first moment we saw him, he never tried to hide. But now, all of that is gone. And, sure, there’s a whole Big Question there - we could try and justify his choice, since that’s where we’re all headed, anyway - but to see him trapped like that - the burning body of his twin sister on his right, and a frankencreature wearing her face on his left - ouch.

I hope the Winchesters find a better ‘other way’ than that, but this is Supernatural - even if they do, they’ll likely get there crawling through a hill of corpses. 

[I apologize for my sombre mood. I’m still a bit feverish, maybe it’s that. In sunnier news, I’m working on a project that will make some of you very happy, so there’s that.]

There’s not a lot to be patriotic about as a British person. We’ve done some terrible things.

But one thing that will always, always make me so proud to be British is our absolute unfailing ability to simply brush ourselves off and continue after tragedy.

Blow up a tube train and a London city bus? People are on the tube the very next day. Waiting for busses.

Today Manchester city centre is still open for business. Signs saying ‘I love Manchester’ are all over the city.

We do not let fear break us. The blitz spirit really does live on. That’s one thing that makes me proud to be British.

To quote someone on twitter ‘Fuck terrorism, stick the kettle on.’

What’s Love Got to Do With it?

Your opinions are so interesting… So I ask you, what you think about Furuta’s love for Rize? What was revealed recently with Mutsuki makes me think they are same in a some way, I mean a twisted love and unhealthy obsession in a one-sided.
Asked by Anonymous

An interesting question posed to me in an ask that I’ve decided to turn into a full meta because I think the asker is missing that Furuta and Mutsuki are not the only ones with unrequited love this arc. Luckily I’ve drawn up a chart.

Why all of this unrequited love all of a sudden? Is it because Ishida wishes to write a Shoujo manga with corpses, and has decided to convert the last arc into one? It goes deeper than that, so let’s analyze it under the cut. 

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Every Pawn Can Become A Queen Snippets Part 3 of 3

I promised people that I would write the ending of the Historical Fantasy Arranged Marriage Au that came from my original fake Viktuuri fic list from the Rivals series alternate A03 so here it is! 

Original post here

Part 1 here

Part 2 here

Disclaimer - this is a mock up of what one of the fics written by Viktuuri fans in the Rivals universe on the alternate AO3 might look like and therefore is a reflection of how fans see umfb!Yuuri and Viktor not as they actually are. Also again this is a quick fun piece of writing so please don’t take it seriously!

Every Pawn Can Become A Queen Snippets Part 3 of 3

Rating:  Explicit

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Category: M/M

Fandom: Figure Skating RPF

Relationships: Katsuki Yuuri/Viktor Nikiforov

Characters: Katsuki Yuuri, Viktor Nikiforov, Katsuki Mari, Phichit Chulanont, Christophe Giacometti, Yuri Plisetsky, Otabek Altin, Jean-Jacques Leroy, Georgi Popovich, Mila Babicheva, Other Character Tags To Be Added

Additional tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Arranged Marriage, Alternate Universe – Historical Fantasy, Alternate Universe – Royalty, Plotting, Assassination Attempts, Enemies to Lovers

Summary:

Yuuri is the Prince of an Empire, second in line for the throne and renown in battle, a formidable warrior who has been fighting for almost half his life against the neighbouring Empire and their barbaric ways. But after tragedy strikes both kingdoms, an uneasy peace must be formed between the two opposing sides, a peace that must be sealed with the strongest of bonds.

Charged with keeping the peace for the sake of his people, Yuuri is forced to leave his homeland forever and marry the only son and heir of the opposing kingdom, forging an alliance with marriage to protect the empire built on the backs and blood of his family and now ruled by his beloved sister. But Yuuri knows what the marriage truly is beneath the pretty words. A life-sentence, imprisoned forever under the rule of a man he hates and has faced on the battlefield countless time.

But the political machinations of the foreign court might prove to be an even deadlier battlefield than the one he just left and he must keep the peace between the two kingdoms to save the lives of millions, whatever the cost. And what’s more, his long-time enemy and new husband is not the man he believed him to be and his position as Prince Consort holds more power than he ever expected. For the one who holds the heart of the future king is the one who can control the kingdom.

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modern shakespeare aesthetics: ophelia, before, during, and after

Out of the ash I rise […]
And I eat men like air.

The main reason i love gintama so much all these years, is how real sorachi is at conveying his thoughts and feelings through his characters. The common theme of course, is coping and having the courage to carry on living after a great tragedy. And more often that not, in gintama, one tragedy followed after another. Sorachi had constantly reminded his readers that society has placed too much expectations on itself - what people expected of women, how they view and belittled women, their finite youth and how to maintain that dignity when beauty is lost (ryuuguujou arc), how idol otas are ridiculed, how they had to rank every little thing (popularity poll arc) it just goes on and on and on. It is no wonder each chapter is called a “Lesson”. 

Among the many shounen manga i have read since i was a child, gintama truly treated its female characters with the most respect. I can never forget the courtesan of a nation arc, or how sorachi nurtures my perpetual desire to grow old to be someone like Otose. I also remember the many times sorachi has said all the girls are stronger than the guys (summer vacation at the pool) and the dekoboko arc (”they are stronger than when we were men!”) I love how honest and self-deprecating sorachi always is. How each time he, without hesitation, admits that “all men are trash.” And this is how he draws me in - gintama encourages people. You can be trash, but you can still be a hero. You can be yourself, and live an ordinary life that you can be proud of. No matter who you are, you are worthy. You just have to live. 

I dont want to write a deep, introspective essay.. this is just a 2.48am blurp about how much i appreciate this unpretentious series and sorachi for saving my life. Sorachi isnt infallible, but he is a still full of wisdom. From gintama, he sounds like he is sometimes 5, sometimes 20, sometimes 60 years old, though. 

anonymous asked:

yoooo that historical arranged marriage au looks sooo interesting,,,, i definitely WOULD NOT complain if u ever felt like writing more of it;)))

I am such a sucker for both historical fantasy and arranged marriage Aus so and I really liked this idea so I did some mock ups for scenes that would appear in the in universe fic

Disclaimer - this is a fake au fic from the Rivals series. In universe it would be written by a Viktuuri fan and so is based on how that fans see umfb!viktor and Yuuri not as they actually are. It was also written as a joke on my phone in half an hour so please don’t take this as serious writing! 

Original concept - no.11 of the ‘15 most popular fics in the Rivals universe alternate AO3’ - Original post here

Title: Every Pawn Can Become A Queen

Rating:  Explicit

Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Category: M/M

Fandom: Figure Skating RPF

Relationships: Katsuki Yuuri/Viktor Nikiforov

Characters: Katsuki Yuuri, Viktor Nikiforov, Katsuki Mari, Phichit Chulanont, Christophe Giacometti, Yuri Plisetsky, Otabek Altin, Jean-Jacques Leroy, Georgi Popovich, Mila Babicheva, Other Character Tags To Be Added

Additional tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Arranged Marriage, Alternate Universe – Historical Fantasy, Alternate Universe – Royalty, Plotting, Assassination Attempts, Enemies to Lovers

Summary:

Yuuri is the Prince of an Empire, second in line for the throne and renown in battle, a formidable warrior who has been fighting for almost half his life against the neighbouring Empire and their barbaric ways. But after tragedy strikes both kingdoms, an uneasy peace must be formed between the two opposing sides, a peace that must be sealed with the strongest of bonds.

Charged with keeping the peace for the sake of his people, Yuuri is forced to leave his homeland forever and marry the only son and heir of the opposing kingdom, forging an alliance with marriage to protect the empire built on the backs and blood of his family and now ruled by his beloved sister. But Yuuri knows what the marriage truly is beneath the pretty words. A life-sentence, imprisoned forever under the rule of a man he hates and has faced on the battlefield countless time.

But the political machinations of the foreign court might prove to be an even deadlier battlefield than the one he just left and he must keep the peace between the two kingdoms to save the lives of millions, whatever the cost. And what’s more, his long-time enemy and new husband is not the man he believed him to be and his position as Prince Consort holds more power than he ever expected. For the one who holds the heart of the future king is the one who can control the kingdom.

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Columbine High School’s Mascot - before and after the shooting

Earlier version of the Columbine High School rebel mascot on a t-shirt before April 20th 1999. 

And today. Note the conspicuous absence of a gun in the modern image. Interestingly, Eric Harris chose to go by the nickname “REB” or “Rebel” while attending Columbine. 

NEW YORK, Oct. 26 /PRNewswire/ - It’s been almost five years since Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold killed 12 students, a teacher and themselves in what remains the deadliest school shooting in U.S. history. Today’s kids claim that most of the time no one at Columbine even thinks about “Columbine.” They say they’re just like high-schoolers everywhere. But more than 60 interviews with students and members of the community reveal a school that dwells simultaneously in its past and its present, reports General Editor Susannah Meadows 3 issue of Newsweek.

Last week Klebold and Harris showed up again. On Wednesday police released a 15-minute video sowing the boys taking target practice in the woods six weeks before they opened fire at Columbine. Tom Mauser, who lost his 15-year-old son, Daniel, says, “It’s just too bad that it comes out in bits and painful pieces like this, rather than all at once.” But the video was only the latest reminder. In the wake of last year’s Oscar-winning documentary “Bowling for Columbine,” a new film, “Elephant,” depicts a massacre just like Columbine’s in unrelenting detail. 

“People keep saying, ‘Well, now are you back to normal?’ But there’s never going to be normality here,” says principal Frank DeAngelis. Since the shooting-era students left a year and a half ago, the school’s taken its greatest steps toward recovery. Though tourists still peek in while school’s in session, there’s more giggling in the halls now. “For the three years after the tragedy, it was a very different place. It was too quiet,” says counselor Susan Peters. 

One indication that the school is reaching a new normal is that bullying is back. A student was recently suspended for writing a note to a friend about wanting to get rid of Jeremy Lodwig, the lone boy on the color guard. Why would someone write that? “I’m different,” says the 15-year-old sophomore with bright orange hair glued into little spikes. “I have more girlfriends than I do guys.” Heidi Cortez, who was a sophomore when everyone hiding under the library tables around her was killed, says, “Did we not learn anything?” 

Because many kids - and armchair psychiatrists - think peer abuse may have contributed to Klebold and Harris’s rage, some students are strangely sensitive for teenagers. “You want to be like, ‘Oh, my God, I can’t believe she does her hair that way, she’s such a loser!’ [But] you try and hold yourself back. You never know if you’re going to be the one person to break them,” says freshman Jaimie Hebditch, a “watergirl” for the JV football team. 

Students whose older siblings survived the massacre are the most vigilant. Ty Werges, a sophomore on the soccer team, tells how he came upon some kids slamming shut the locker of a student who’s mentally impaired: “I was like, ‘Why are you doing that? Do you feel cool now?’ They were shocked because out of nowhere someone sticking up for another kid is kind of weird,” says Werges. 

But the bulling stopped. Columbine’s counselors (four out of five of whom spoke to Newsweek) argue that the massacre wasn’t caused by bullying and that kids will always beat up on other kids. For them the return of such behavior is actually something of a relief. “oh, it’s a girl fight. Something normal,” counselor Ken Holden says he hears colleagues say. 

The real legacy of the massacre lies in what’s missing. The Columbine mascot, a 1776 Revolutionary “Rebel” soldier, no longer carries a gun. The bare vinyl floors of the school are striking to anyone who remembers that all the carpet was ripped out after the mess of that day. The library, which was above the cafeteria and where most of the shootings occurred, has been removed and rebuilt in a different part of the school; now students eat their lunch in a sun-filled atrium that fills the space where the library used to be. The names of those who were lost are now inscribed on the memorial in the new library. 

What’s most surprising about Columbine is that, despite the ghosts of the past, all kinds of students - flag-twirlers, cheerleaders, self-described dorks, drummers, soccer players, choral singers - say they love coming to school here. “We take such a pride in our school,” says Danny Beyer, a senior in the choir whose older sister, Lauren, survived 4/20. “Even though we might not be the best, but because this is our school.” 

Here’s the fics I read (and like) this month ! (friendly reminder I read mostly E or M rated)

☾  Bruises and Hickies, Stitches and Scarsby ElisAttack :  “You’re my lawyer, Derek.  What are you going to do, draft up a contract for yourself?”Or the one where Stiles is a professional dominant, Derek is his lawyer, and their professional relationship suddenly becomes not so professional.  Also, faeries. (89k, E)        

☾  Worlds Apart, by exclamation Nothing exciting ever happens in Beacon Hills… until Stiles appears to get a stalker. A strange guy is breaking into his house, watching him at lacrosse practice and grabbing him outside of the school. This guy claims that he’s a werewolf who knows Stiles in another world… and he needs Stiles’ help to figure out what happened to him. Agreeing to help a werewolf research parallel worlds is one thing… hiding it from his dad is another.  (32k, E)

☾  The Feeling That I’m Under , by  wearing_tearing : Stiles is a paramedic and Derek gets into a bike accident.It’s kind of love at first sight. (289k, E)

  Flowerwolf & Beacon Rootsby alisvolatpropiis :   Derek tries not to show his surprise, curiously hopeful, but still suspicious of Laura’s involvement. “Oh. How do you know my coffee order then?”He grins. “The cute baristo knows your order, dude. All I had to do was ask for Grumpy Flower Guy’s usual.”Derek huffs. “I’m not grumpy.”“He says grumpily,” Stiles smirks, winking.The sound of his own laughter surprises Derek, so yeah, okay, maybe Stiles has a point.“Laura said that you weren’t really into dating,” Stiles goes on, “but that uh, you uh, well you know.” Stiles’ cheeks flush a very pretty ruddy pink under the scatter of beauty marks that Derek aches to taste. Stiles turns away, towards the cooler of roses, muttering to himself under his breath, which of course Derek can hear perfectly well. “Great freakin’ advice, Lydia, ‘just bring up sex and tell him you’re cool with having a one night stand,’ okay, sure, that worked fucking beautifully.”“Okay.” The word is out of his mouth before Derek can even think about the consequences of saying it, something unusual for him. He wants Stiles however he can get him, it seems.“Okay?” Stiles eyes are wide when he spins back to look at him.“Yeah, okay. Let’s have sex.” (5k, E)

☾  Kaleidoscope , by Vendelin Derek didn’t look at all like Stiles expected. After all, he deliberately chose a school where being a nerd was cool, so he certainly wasn’t expecting his hotter-than-a-thousand-stars roomie to be an actual cool person. Derek has muscles, like everywhere, which he has a tendency to display in skin-tight, sleeveless t-shirts for bands Stiles has never heard of; his jeans are always tight and ripped too, and he has an impressive five-o’clock shadow, the tips of his jet-black hair dyed purple. And his eyes. Stiles is pretty sure he’s only seen eyes like that in comics, or on a movie screen, or in his freakin dreams. They’re somehow simultaneously all of the colors and none of them, transcending something so pedestrian and insignificant as words to encapsulate their beauty. Stiles would come to learn that he’s also wickedly smart, and he plays the guitar and speaks multiple languages, and his sunshine smile is even more alarming that his resting murder face.  (7k, E) 

☾  Poker Face, by tanwencooper  :  Is there any punishment in the world worse than parent-teacher night? History teacher Derek Hale doesn’t think so. That’s until he meets the guardian of one of his more troubled young students. Stiles Stilinski has been left to look after his adopted brother Isaac after tragedy stuck their family and Derek is determined to help them if he can. However after Stiles and Derek’s paths repeatedly cross, Derek’s concern soon turns to something deeper. Soon the pair begin the game of attraction. The only problem is neither one of them knows the rules, and both wear their poker face too well for their own good. (43k, E)

☾  My Moon My Manby  orphan_account   :  Derek starts paying Stiles visits during full moon nights. They sort of become a couple, but neither of them realizes it. Deaton ends up being the one to enlighten them. And then stuff also happens. (15k, E)    

☾  In Case The Daylight Never Comesby  plume_bob : There’s a relentless dark shape tearing through the pack and that’s only the half of it. Stiles just wants to sleep and stop being haunted by the faces of his night-time tormentors. His dad thinks he’s suffering from post-traumatic stress, Scott thinks he’s suffering the after-effects of the ritual; Stiles thinks they’re both reasonable theories, except for the part where Derek Hale is the only thing that can take his nightmares away and it seems that fact is no coincidence.   (82k, E)

[Sleep]Walking After You, by  relenafanel       Derek is a sleepwalker who keeps wandering into his downstairs neighbour’s bedroom.Stiles is pretty sure the hot guy from the park is going to kill him in his sleep.  He knows he shouldn’t have been so obvious about objectifying the guy’s really fine ass.  Too bad it turns out Derek is easier to get along with when he’s sleeping. (56k, M)     

Tonight, the foxes hunt the hounds., by LucifersHitman Stiles always knew finding a mate would be hard for him. He’s not bright and beautiful like Lydia, or stong like Danny or adorable like Scott. He was just Stiles, fox kid with ADHD who loved to draw. Derek Hale was everything, popular, strong, smart and gorgeous.They get put together on an English assignment and it doesn’t go at all like Stiles expects. (21k, E)

☾   In Sanguinem Scriptum Est , by secondstar  : In order to stop a new onslaught of nightmares from plaguing him, Stiles decides to become an emissary. No longer defenseless, he begins to realize that not everything is as it seems. (31k, E)

anonymous asked:

The reason why I'm saying for Touka to move on is that Touka seems to be stuck in the past where she wants to recreate Anteiku and changes her hair to when her and Kaneki met. She just wants to "pick off where they left off" from the past. But they never started and at best Touka just pinned for Kaneki for years unlike Akira and Amon where they at least knew that something was there.

Thing is anon, being stuck in the past is only considered a bad thing on the assumption that the past cannot be regained. So what’s really bad in that scenario is “longing for what you cannot have”. This does not apply to Touka Kirishima. Touka is not only able to regain the past, she has done it.

To continue from the life she once knew at Anteiku, Touka needs the old staff: Kaneki, Hinami, Yomo, Nishiki, Koma, Irimi, and Yoshimura. Everyone on this list is alive, and 6/7ths are currently with Touka at :re. In the case of the old manager, Touka has adapted the same calm, wise and parental aura that surrounded him into herself, and now her coffee tastes just as good as his did. Another important member of her old life, Yoriko, is also alive and is on course to reunite with her very soon. Even Ayato, the part of her life that was still missing even during those happy days at Anteiku, has come back to her side. The only irretrievable element are her parents, but even there, Yomo has provided closure for the issue of the mother she never knew, and as we’ve seen from Ch 120, she’s come to terms with the person her father really was.

It’s not just Touka that wants to recreate Anteiku either.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: wanting to go back to Anteiku is a sign of sanity in this series, because Anteiku is entwined with the concept of hope. The hope for Ghouls and Humans to live alongside each other. Yoshimura’s hope for Eto to recover her humanity. Touka’s hope for Kaneki to survive and find his way in life again. Whenever someone leaves Anteiku, their life takes a helter-skelter towards the tragic; both Kaneki and Hinami can testify to that, and it was people from Anteiku that saved them both at Cochlea. So yes, please do recreate Anteiku, Touka! It’s because you did that Kaneki and Hinami and all the lost souls of Goat have a home again. She’s done far more than just pine for Kaneki for all those years, she’s recreated the TG universe’s symbol of hope. 

Touka’s arc was about recovering her empathy and ability to connect with others - to abandon Kaneki now would reverse all of her positive change, especially now after Akira’s just left him. It’s not as if she’s gambling everything on the chance Kaneki returns her feelings either - she genuinely wants to help him, and all she needs in return is for Kaneki to remain in her life. As for the contrast with Akiramon, that (now canon) pairing had the same level of ambiguity as Touken; Amon blocked her kiss the first time, and it was unclear whether he felt the same as she clearly did.

I think a lot of the time people mistake Ishida’s thematic intentions utilising characters with those characters own individual motivations. I don’t think Touka’s trying to pick off where they left off, I think Ishida is - that’s why he had Touka dye her hair black. He’s trying to emphasise that this is where the original story continues proper, now that Kaneki is back at home; Tokyo Ghoul :re was Kaneki’s attempt to abandon his old story and start a new one, but his return to a second Anteiku with his old friends proves that he can find happiness in the world of his original story. The old story has finally found its way back on track after tragedy sent it flying off the rails.