The new Tumblr Safe Mode blocked a post about freaking ducks that a mutual reblogged from me. BABY DUCKLINGS THAT THOUGHT A HUMAN WAS THEIR MOTHER. How is that inappropriate? I am so lost. The only reason I can even think of why the post was blocked was because said mutual is an LGBTQ+ friendly blog. Heck, I have an old phone with an earlier version of the app, and the post (including tags) was entire safe for work!
There’s a certain kind of prudery that projects depravity onto others. Consider a teacher who insists that students can’t dress too sexy lest it distract the other students, or even the other teachers; they will never say “don’t dress too sexy because it distracts me”, and not just because that might get them arrested.
A similar dynamic is at play for some people who get solicitously concerned about sex workers being judged, not because they themselves are judgemental or anything, heavens no, but by all those other judgemental people out there.
It’s reminiscent of real estate block busting tactics in the US, where a white home owner might protest against a black family moving in next door, not because they personally are prejudiced, heavens no, but because other people are and so it will bring down the value of their property.
A mixture of projection and plausible deniability that allows you to exhibit all the traits of a particular prejudice while claiming to be the only person that doesn’t have it.
Do you have any Redeemed Scourge head canons that you'd be okay with sharing? :) (I love Cosmic Tech, he's characterised perfectly!)
Aww ty anon! And you bet I do (im gonna list stuff talked about in Cosmic Tech as well, for the uninitiated)
-Scourge gets an apartment in Station Square, and Amy lives a few floors above him. They get along relatively well and hang out on the fire escape a lot. Scourge keeps a plastic chair out there.
-There’s a pizza place across the street from them but Scourge doesn’t like their garlic knots so whenever they order pizza its from the place a couple blocks away. Amy always busts Scourge’s chops over this
-Scourge has a small cactus on his windowsill. He named it Spike and sometimes he talks to it
-He couldn’t beat Tails at video games if his life depended on it
-Even though it always ends in a tie, Scourge and Sonic wind up racing every time they hang out. Scourge can accelerate faster than Sonic but Sonic’s a smidge faster than him and just has better running technique, so they’re not 100% the same, just different enough to keep things interesting
-Now that he’s not trying so desperately hard to maintain a badboy image, Scourge invests in some jackets that aren’t leather. One of his new favorites to wear is a denim jacket with a hoodie underneath
-He joins Sonic on patrols around Station Square, getting a better feel for the city and helping to take care of problems that arise. And then they race
-Scourge likes to act tough and pretends he doesn’t need friends (even though everyone who knows him knows that that’s bullshit) but he’s almost always having a text conversation with someone. He has a group chat with Sonic, Tails, and Zonic and they use it pretty frequently
-He and Zonic are best friends (how that happened, they’re not even totally sure). Z spends most of his time in No Zone but they text a lot
-Scourge likes to drink. A lot. The only time he gets along with Knuckles is when they’re both drunk
-He babysits Cream sometimes, usually when Amy can’t do it. He lets Cream paint his nails. He likes having his nails done, but he doesn’t have the steady hands or the patience to do it much himself, and he refuses to pay someone else to do it
-He still gets nightmares about Zone Jail a lot, but Zonic and Tails are usually up at odd hours so he’ll text them if he’s freaked out and needs someone to talk to
-Due to his mangled haircut in Zone Jail, his quills won’t grow back quite right, and he has to keep them trimmed short so they don’t grow into each other. He doesn’t mind the look but he’d prefer if he wasn’t stuck with it
-Like Sonic, he’s very touchy-feely, but he’s been touch-starved for so long that if one of his friends rests their head on his shoulder he just melts
-Scourge is very protective over Tails, but he’ll also be the first one to take Tails out drinking as soon as he’s old enough
-He kinda misses Fiona sometimes, even though last time he saw her she attacked him, and he knows now that their relationship really wasn’t a healthy one. He had fun times with her, though
-Scourge got stuck taking piano lessons as a kid, and even though he hates the piano he still remembers how to play. He’s looking into picking up guitar or drums, maybe both.
(I’ve had these prompts forEVER and I’ve been wanting to write the story of how we got Lief, because it’s different from the other Laws of Inheritance Schreave babies, but it’s… sort of… long? And comes with its own world building history lesson? So I haven’t had time. But then I hit writer’s block with The Thing with Feathers (don’t worry! I have everything outlined, it’s just a matter of telling the story in a nice, readable way), so I decided to give myself a break and write something different and fun AKA this) (PS, it worked, my writer’s block is BUSTED in a way it hasn’t been in months. I’m only kicking myself for not trying this sooner!)
Obi-Wan Kenobi was only a young padawan when he ran away with three-year old Anakin Skywalker. He had no choice after his Master, Qui-Gon Jinn, fell to the Dark Side by Master Dooku’s manipulations. To protect the Chosen One, Obi-Wan did what he had to do and now he and Anakin live as outlaws of the Jedi Order and the Republic, being hunted by both Jedi and Obi-Wan’s former master and grandmaster. Now, it’s up to Obi-Wan to train Anakin in the ways of the Force while also staying one step ahead of Qui-Gon and Dooku.
Obi-Wan stared at the food.
He had no interest in digesting it, let alone touching the spread
provided before him. It wasn’t anything fancy. Simple breakfast foods that
would have been consumed at the Temple. He did, however, noticed that most were
his favorites. Hot cakes, fruit and the sweet bun rolls made only on Corellia.
Qui-Gon must have told TC-11 what he liked. He doubted it was the droid who
knew all these things about him.
Still, even his favorite foods could not tempt him to eat. He told
the droid that he wasn’t hungry. The droid watched him, hoovering like a doting
(or annoying) nanny.
“I was instructed that if you did not eat,” came the grating tone
of TC-11. “That I am to authorize force.”
thanks @y-annah for the inspo!, here’s my paladinsona
Home planet: Soliseoria
Solar system: Galabros
Weapons: electric knuckle busters (likes to call them their “buster babies”) and two knives
Abilities: sleight of hand, sucking up to people, laughing, “hand-to-hand” combat (haha)
Personality: very nice very passionate person, gets overexcited and sometimes way too aggressive, likes to dab with all four arms
Backstory: their home planet is actually allies with Zarkon and his army but the Galra like to overstep their boundaries being racist/speciest fucks oppressing the people and all that so they were like Fuk It Im Outta Here™ and became a space pirate before encountering and joining Voltron
Jings and Other Things: How Combat Informs Character, Cultural Progress, and Vice Versa
Over the series run of The Legend of Korra there have been quite a few posts and thoughts regarding the significant changes that bending had undergone in the seventy years that span the gap between it and The Last Airbender. Here, reddit, forums, you name it, somebody has pointed it out. Many of you remember ATLA as having titanic fights with massive feats of bending. And why shouldn’t you? Avatar Kyoshi made her own fucking island centuries before Aang’s time even began.