Known Abilities: Jacob has grown up with a quiet patience that enables him to read a social situation very well. He doesn’t often see a need to push things in any direction, but he can see signs and trends through observation and is able to roll with almost anything. Part of it stems from his size. At his height and breadth, he can make other humans nervous just to be around him. He’d become an expert in toning down his intimidation factor the best he can in order to avoid making people feel threatened around him.
The size has its benefits, too. He is built for strength and stamina, and is essentially a wall of a person, more defensive in fights unless something really drives him to go on the offensive. It can make him seem like an unintelligent thug, but Jacob is decently smart, definitely enough to be perceptive (though not enough to pull off very convincing lies).
When Jacob is under the curse, his relative strength is even greater. He’s also just as perceptive as before, though in the isolation that comes with being small he can’t put it to use as well. He is diligent in learning the skills he needs to survive.
Jacob’s loyalty and gentleness are some of his greatest assets. Earning his respect is earning someone who will stand up for you no matter what. His level-headedness comes in handy quite often as well, especially when dealing with more excitable people.
Background: Jacob grew up and lives in Carlisle, Iowa, with his mother and father until his father lost a battle with cancer when Jacob was eight. His mother Mariana is second generation Greek-American, and his father Nicholas was first generation, and Jacob has many relatives overseas (with whom he occasionally talks on the phone, so he is proficient in Greek if not fluent).
His father’s illness and death resulted in a lot of medical bills and the loss of an income to the household, and Jacob and his mother spent a few years struggling financially. Since then, Mariana has found more stable work, and her second marriage to police officer Michael Ellison has helped take away some of the burden. Jacob has a decent relationship with his stepfather, though there will never be a replacement in his life for his dad, whom he tries to emulate in everything that he does.
Knack: Enhanced strength factor
Quote: You really wouldn’t mind hanging around Godzilla all the time?
You can’t do something like that to a person, no matter what the hell you think of him!
*Knows BARELY enough about cooking to keep myself alive and decently nourished*
Me Watching Cooking Show:
COME ON BECKY YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO SEASON BEFORE YOU COOK AND HOW COULD YOU FORGET THE SALT? SALT IS THE MAGNIFYING GLASS OF THE COOKING WORLD AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON HOW YOU BUTCHERED THOSE FUCKING MATSUTAKE MUSHROOMS!
When your child is LGBT they are part of a minority. If you are like most parents and heterosexual, this is a minority that does not include you. Most of the time that’s not the case. Most minorities are based on race and religion – things that tend to run in families. History and stories are told from generation to generation. Politics are discussed over the kitchen table where everyone has the same stake. This is different. You may not be LGBT, but it is now your job to become an expert in this minority. You need to learn LGBT history, LGBT current political issues and LGBT controversies. Because you need to know your child’s history, your child’s issues, your child’s reality. This might feel uncomfortable to you, maybe even a little alien, but this is not about you. This is about your child.
Traumatized people chronically feel unsafe inside their bodies: The past is alive in the form of gnawing interior discomfort. Their bodies are constantly bombarded by visceral warning signs, and, in an attempt to control these processes, they often become expert at ignoring their gut feelings and in numbing awareness of what is played out inside. They learn to hide from their selves.
“The Body Keeps The Score” by Bessel Van Der Kolk
Realistic Paper Bird Models by Diana Beltran Hererra
Columbian artistDiana Beltran Hererra(previously featured here) creates incredibly real looking paper bird models with only a few colored sheets of paper, glue and a pair of scissors. Designing stunning paper sculptures for the past several years has seen the artist become an expert at turning plain sheets of paper into a beautiful display of feathers.
No but autistic Natasha though, ‘I don’t see how that’s a party?’, has spent so much time working out other people that she’s become an expert at it, stims through fighting and ballet, can adopt other personas so easily because she’s learnt to communicate by mimicking.
Autistic Natasha discussing her autism with Bruce, who is also autistic, and convincing him that it is in no way a weakness.
Had a 24 hour stopover in Kathmandu, Nepal, where I visited the Pashupatinath Hindu Temple. The temple is popular with tourists, and the resident priests have become experts at ‘casually’ positioning themselves in oh-so-photographical arrangements. They then collect donations in exchange for 'authentic’ photographs. Motives aside, they do a beautiful job, and the scenes they create seem worthy of a Hollywood art director.
“I’m a consultant, but the clock’s ticking down until retirement. You get 35 years of recognition for doing something, and you see that coming to an end, and it forces you to think about your legacy. I’ll miss the constant feeling of solving problems and adding value. I get that feeling from my family, of course, but I worry about falling out of my routines. I’m afraid I’ll revert back to my twenties, when I was reading a lot but not doing very much. My wife is planning all sorts of hobbies to keep me busy. She intends for me to become an expert at cooking and gardening.”
Watercolour paints have a fantastic way of capturing vital energy and ghostly shades
of color that no other medium can, and Tilen Ti, an artist in
Singapore, has become an expert at using watercolour paints to their
fullest potential. The animals in his vibrantly colourful works seem to
come to life on the page.
Ti focuses primarily on various tropical
birds though he’s also painted more mundane creatures like cats and
snails as well. He sells his paintings on Etsy, so be sure to check him out! Etsy | Instagram | Tumblr | Deviantart
Yahaba’s used to Kyoutani complaining about things. One might even say he’s become a bit of an expert at dealing with an irritated Kyoutani (after all, all of the first and second years always leave him to Yahaba whenever he shows any burgeoning signs of annoyance). He’s grown accustomed to each of his moods, his ticks, everything that sets him off.
And yet, sometimes there are new things that he wouldn’t have expected to bother him. When Kyoutani stomps up to him one day during lunch, when Yahaba’s enjoying what should be a relaxing break in the courtyard, all Yahaba can do is sigh and ask, “What now?” He’s not expecting the response to be, “A mother dragged her daughter away from me today.”
“Yeah. ‘Cause I don’t get it,” Kyoutani grumbles, dutifully taking his seat beside Yahaba.
Yahaba resists an urge to laugh, and a—possibly more frustrating—urge to reach out and smooth the furrow between Kyoutani’s brows with his thumb. He clenches his fingers into a fist. “Well, you’re an asshole,” he points out oh-so-helpfully.
Kyoutani’s scowl snaps over to him in an instant. “You’re a bigger asshole than I am,” he snaps. “And that’s beside the point; I didn’t even do anything this time.”
“You looked scary. That’s enough to scare a poor mother away from—hey, what were you doing, anyways?”
Kyoutani’s scowl grows skittish, and he glances away from Yahaba. “Doesn’t matter.”