One of Adolf Hitler’s most insidious goals was his Final Solution: genocide, the killing of all jews in Europe and inevitably throughout the world. Genocide involves people killing large numbers of victims while at the same time remaining emotionally detached from the operation. Special techniques were routinely used to neutralise any guilt associated with the wholesale slaughter of humans. Large rations of alcohol were distributed regularly to many executioners; they were also provided with better food and housing than their peers. To professionalise this killing, special terminology, such as human material and subjects were used to identify intended victims.
Physicians usually supervised the incoming trains at the death camps such as Auschwitz and Treblinka. Their job was to identify which prisoners would or would not be immediately sent to the gas chambers. For some of the doctors this was a very stressful task that evoked severe anxiety. This was not true of Dr. Josef Mengele; he regularly volunteered for selection duty. At 32 Dr. Mengele was an aspiring geneticist who held a passion for fame and notoriety. Disturbed by the lack of warmth between him and his parents, Mengele was determined to raise himself up in their eyes through a successful career in medicine, He easily accepted the Nazi philosophy that it was possible through selection, refinement, and genetic engineering to create the ultimate ‘pure’ race. At the camps he had an endless supply of human material on which to experiment. Those who were not deemed fit for experimentation were usually gassed and cremated shortly after their arrival at the camps, except those prisoners who were forced into labor.
Mengele set himself apart from from the other physicians and soon became known as the most feared man in Auschwitz. His 'experiments’ turned out to be ruthless, diabolical acts of torture that nearly always ended in death. Unlike many who simply followed his orders, Mengele understood his work with a passion. Witnesses reported having seen his laboratory lined with pairs of eyes from his experiments on dozens of victims. His obsession was to conduct comparative research on children, especially twins. he was constantly in search of identical twins. He often performed surgery on the children without anaesthetics. In one case he took two children, one of them a hunchback, and surgically sewed them together.
In one instance he had a hunchback father and his 15 year old son, who had a deformed foot, executed. He then had all the felsh boiled off their frames and bleached their skeletons before displaying the victims’ bones for his colleagues to see. He also ordered several adults female prisoners to be shot and their breasts and muscles from their thighs extracted to be used as 'cultivating material’ for future experiments. Mengele was reported to have jumped on pregnant woman’s stomachs until the foetuses were expelled and even dissected a 1 year old child while it was still alive.
In the year 2044, reality is an ugly place. The only time teenage Wade
Watts really feels alive is when he’s jacked into the virtual utopia
known as the OASIS. Wade’s devoted his life to studying the puzzles
hidden within this world’s digital confines—puzzles that are based on
their creator’s obsession with the pop culture of decades past and that
promise massive power and fortune to whoever can unlock them.
when Wade stumbles upon the first clue, he finds himself beset by
players willing to kill to take this ultimate prize. The race is on, and
if Wade’s going to survive, he’ll have to win—and confront the real
world he’s always been so desperate to escape.
If you're doing them can you write a one shot about Justin taking Alex on a really cliché date to a carnival for their anniversary
thank u for the prompt– i know it probably wasn’t what you were expecting, i can redo it in a different way if you want!
note– requests are always open! also, don’t feel offended if i don’t do yours. i will eventually ( more likely than not! ) so don’t feel shy to leave requests :)
To be completely honest, Justin Foley was still new to the whole “dating a guy” thing. It had been a month since him and Alex had started dating, and he was completely stumped on where to take him on such an occasion. He remembers Zach talking about when he took his date to the carnival last summer. Maybe it could be something Alex would enjoy?
He put off the idea for a while, other anniversary dates such as going out to a big fancy dinner seemed more favorable. But when he caught a glance at Alex in the halls during passing period, he couldn’t help but let his curiosity get the best of him. What would Alex look like under all the pretty lights? Was Alex a rollercoaster person? Would they enjoy a cheesy Ferris wheel kiss?
His questions were left unanswered when they ended up at the entrance to a seemingly-dead carnival. “It’s not open,” Justin stated, dumbly.
“Yeah, no shit. Did you check the times online or whatever?” Alex whined, starting to get cold from the wind, which had picked up its pace as the sky turned dark. He smiled, satisfied when his boyfriend tossed him his jacket.
Justin shook his head no to answer the question, he crossed his arms as he stepped closer to the blonde to lean against him. “Sorry,” he mumbled into Alex’s chest, who hugged him closer and planted a kiss on his head. Justin pulled back from the hug after a few minutes of master-planning, his face held a mischievous grin. “We could always sneak in?” He suggested.
“We can’t do that!” Alex started to protest. His efforts were useless, as Justin was already looking for the best spot to break in.
“You’re starting to take after your cop-dad! Have a little fun with your bad-boy boyfriend?” Justin winked, standing on a dumpster and leaping over the fence.
“I’d hardly call you a bad-boy. I’m only coming to protect you.” The brunette snickered at this, but allowed it once Alex had followed his lead and was now standing next to him.
For a closed carnival, most of the activities were still there, just not in use. Justin pointed to the long, plastic slides, pulling and dragging Alex’s sleeve and forcing him up the steps. Once they got to the top, they sat down with one slide between them. “It’s a race! I’ll count down from 3.”
Alex rolled his eyes, but complied regardless, shooting himself down and ultimately winning the race. He could admit Justin’s pout was a little adorable. “I’m just the best, aren’t I, Foley?” Alex teased, expecting to receive some lame-ass retort.
Instead, Justin looked him dead in the eyes, “You really are. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
Alex blushed, flustered and undeniably happy. He couldn’t help but lunge forward, tackling Justin in a bruising kiss. Justin beamed, flipping their position so he was the one on top. The boys lay making out on the mat just at the end of the slide, passion radiating between them.
It started to get more heated, Justin had removed his shirt and he was working on Alex. when they heard a booming voice. “Hands up, hands where I can see them! Don’t move!”
Justin and Alex both obeyed after realizing it was a cop. But as the figure got closer and the flashlight’s brightness was no longer directed at their face, they realized it was Alex’s dad. Justin cursed to himself and tried to move his legs so he wasn’t straddling Alex’s lap, but it was far too late.
Alex’s dad sighed, taking a long breath before confessing, “I got a call from some worker by here. Said she was scared and kept hearing strange noises. I’m gonna assume that was you,” he paused, turning so he was no longer looking at the pair, “Just get inside the car.”
Alex’s dad had come to terms with their relationship about 2 weeks prior when he caught them making out for the first time. There had been a long, awkward talk. Some hurtful words were thrown, but in the end, Mr.Standall became somewhat tolerant. They were grateful.
Justin threw his shirt back on and held hands with Alex all the way back home. They went to Alex’s room once they got home, and threw on their pajamas. They climbed into bed, tangled around each other. Alex sighed contently but started laughing once the thought struck him.
“Justin. We almost had sex at an abandoned carnival.”
Kaye ,i dont know if i should ask this here, but here i am. It's nothing exactly related about the au but about art. You are a animator/illustrator, and i want to ask you about this. Since i want to follow this career you are a big inspiration to me. As a girl who decided it at my 20's (and i wasn't that focused in evolve my art before) i'm full of insecurities and doubts, Do you have any advice for people who want to be illustrators or animators? About practice, evolve your art.
Oh geez I wrote sm I’m so sorry agsjshs but I talked about art in general so it could apply to everyone as well :-) but ofc if u have animation/illustration questions specifically, feel free to ask as well!
Hello!! I totally get where you’re coming from! It’s ok to feel that way, I, myself didn’t take my art seriously until I finally decided to major in it, so I had a lot of insecurities about it as well. Even now I still feel this incessant anxiety and self doubt of my abilities, except the biggest difference is that I’ve learned to not let it cripple me. I think one of the biggest things you have to be comfortable about if you want to pursue being an artist is the thought that you can always be better. But I don’t say this in a self-deprecating way! What I mean is that as an artist, cultivating that hunger for growth and having your ideas manifest really makes a difference because it’s what will keep you going.
The strive for improvement is really intimidating and hard to tackle, I had a particularly big struggle about it last year because my vision didn’t match my skill and that was the most frustrating thing ever and I felt like I was running out of time (since I freshly graduated w no job but big loans to pay, so I was particularly beating myself up over it.) It was hard to get off that mindset because I didn’t take the idea of improving in increments. I thought too hard about improving everything all at once, which in reality isn’t possible because you can only focus on too many things before being burnt out.
So a big takeaway from those years of turmoil is that ultimately, art isn’t a race, it’s about self-discovery. Even if you’re in your 20s it’s fine as long as your heart is in it. Try as many things as you can in school and really know which processes make you excited.
For me, having short term goals and long term goals made a lifetime’s difference because then, I knew what to strive for even if it seems intangible rn. It’s a lot of self-assessment you’d have to do. Like for me, I realized that I actually have no solid knowledge of colors, so I made it a goal to work on that by taking a class on it. Some other shorter goals I have are like: Improve on expressions for today; draws funny face; hMN it could be funnier; pushes self to draw an even funnier face. They don’t have to be all serious and intimidating. If you have a purposeful goal in mind, memes or not, it’s not a waste of time!!
But yeah as I said, it’s a lot of self-discovery so take your time and know what works and doesn’t work for you. It’s especially good to reflect on moments when you have a slump. Like when I was having a slump, I realized that I really really need a mentor to learn and improve. I wasn’t getting anywhere and I wasn’t doing anything because I didn’t have the motivation to learn by myself. I couldn’t trust myself w online teaching and self-learning because being distracted is something I just can not help when I’m alone. And that’s ok! The important part is going through the measure to remedy that. And to me that was being in an actual classroom presence w strict deadlines and a mentor who cared.
As for practicing, I think the best way to practice is creating something you love, but also being hyper aware of what you need to work on technically/artistically. The biggest purpose of why I made this ask blog was to improve on my story-telling and dialogue. I love bts so I wanted to incorporate that in my road to improvement. And it’s crazy because Ive learned so much in these past few months! Before this, Ive never written a full-fledged story or extensive dialogue but I kept working on it, and there’s just so much visible results :’-) 500+ pages of dedication and love and hard work 😭
But yeah the key is consistency but also a lot of self-care. Keep grinding but also take care of yourself. Immerse yourself in other hobbies as well, literally everything you do will contribute to being a better artist so don’t feel bad for “slacking.” Passive media consumption stockpiles creative ideas eventually, and even if it doesn’t, rest is a positive effect for your well-being as an artist. So yeah!!
Art in general isn’t easy but it doesn’t have to be hard either! Work hard, with purpose and dedication!! But also w self-care and love in mind :-) I hope this helped even a little!
Not even sure which clown-related discourse is worse, the “Clowns have afros so they’re obviously blackface” (despite the fact that white people can have curly hair, most clowns have bone-white face paint and their afros generally come in a variety of colors, some even having straight hair, though most commonly clowns’ hair is /red/) or “Pennywise is the new gay icon rebloob to piss of The Straights” (he’s a fucking CHILD PREDATOR you unpeeled carrot)
7 THOUGHTS ABOUT RUPAUL’S DRAG RACE - SEASON 9 FINALE
So, I take back everything I said. Season 9 of the acclaimed RuPaul’s Drag Race may have started with a whimper, but it certainly ended with a bang. To make things clear, I did not hate this season. I just felt it was rather lackluster compared to dynamic seasons like Season 2 (Bitch, I’m from Chicago!) and Season 4 (Go back to Party City where you belong!). However, after we got rid of a series of “filler queens” things picked up for me and I became a fan of this season. When Ru named Peppermint, Sasha Velour, Shea Coulee and Trinity Taylor as Top 4, I was thrilled. Honestly, I felt she could have done this Season 8 (Bob, Kim, Naomi and Chi Chi were amazing queens) but now was the time for RuPaul to flip the script. Last night, the Finale aired and while Drag Race Recap Podcast’s Joe Betance warned me it was going to be the ultimate RuPaul’s Drag Race finale, my mind, my body and my soul was not ready. Not ready at all.
Another season has ended and another queen has been crowned as the Next Drag Superstar.
Per my own tradition I will share my seven thoughts in regards to this
epic finale. For those of you who have not watched the finale there
will be a copious amount of spoilers! You have been warned…
My heart goes out to Shea Coulee and her family. Cancer is an ugly, ugly thing and I pray I see the day where we get rid of all cancer for good. To lose a parent and a sibling within days of each each other is devastating. In many ways, this season has been all about loss, i.e. Sasha Velour losing her mother and the death of Trinity Taylor’s grandmother. However, Shea managed to turn that tragedy into triumph. I was thrilled to see Shea’s mother in the audience. How far have we come. I remember the late Sahara Davenport from Season 2 talking about how her minister mother had come around to accept her as a drag queen and gay man and seven seasons later we have an actual minister in attendance at the finale! Shea, while you did not snatch the crown, I am so thoroughly proud of you. You turned it out time and time again and if you had to lose, I’m glad it was to Sasha Velour whom I was also rooting for. I look forward to seeing what you do next!
LET’S TALK FASHION! Every single queen to grace the finale stage looked sickening! My favorite look of the night was Sasha Velour’s first lip sync look. It was Myrtle Snow from American Horror Story meets Poison Ivy meets Veronica Lake and she looked gorgeous! I thought Bob the Drag Queen’s African-inspired look was beautiful and something I have never really seen on the show. Oh, and we cannot forget Ru. I know there was a bit of controversy surrounding RuPaul’s wigs and makeup this season but Raven and Delta Work stepped it up and she looked amazing in her finale look.
I’m so glad they separated the reunion from the finale. The reunion was all about petty drama between the queens and I think having that take place in the same show as the finale, would tainted the magic of the finale.
Speaking of the finale, having the four remaining queens lip sync for the crown was sheer genius and it helped to keep the show fresh. When Shea mentioned during her interview with Ru that she would love to lip sync against Sasha, I figured the two of them would be pitted against each other. Now I will be the first to admit, while I had expected Peppermint to beat Trinity Taylor, I had not counted on Sasha Velour besting Shea Coulee. Neither Shea nor Trinity were bad at their respective lip syncs. Let that be said. The passion, the hunger…it was all there. However, what they both brought to the table paled in comparison to what Peppermint (wig and outfit reveal!) and Sasha (rose petals abound!) brought to lip sync. In the end it was Peppermint versus Sasha and while Peppermint gave it all she got, Sasha owned that lip sync, hands down. All in all, the lip sync for the crown was a pleasant addition to the finale and I look forward to whatever other tricks Ru has up her sleeves for future seasons.
Peppermint, Shea and Trinity did not win but I would love to see all three of them returning for All Stars 3. Prior to last week’s reunion, I did want to see Valentina return but I think she has garnered enough fame. I feel like there are more deserving queens who should be cast in the third installment. Other queens I would like to see return: Jessica Wild, Trinity K. Bonet, Joslyn Fox, Darienne Lake, Pearl, Trixie Mattel, Chi Chi Devayne, Kim Chi, Naomi and Thorgy Thor.
While Peppermint did not take home the crown last night, she still went home a winner. Seeing Peppermint on the finale stage was yet another reminder of how far we have come in such a short time. When Monica Beverly Hillz came out as trans during Season 5 I remember there being online debates about if whether or not a trans person could be a drag queen. A lot of transphobia emerged as a result. Even the show and RuPaul herself have been accused of being transphobic in the past. Last night, Peppermint reminded us that trans people have been drag queens since the beginning of time. The march towards equality has been a collaborated effort by not just gay men and women but also trans men and women, bisexual men and women, queer individuals, and drag queens. It is important we remember this as we continue to march forward. With that said, Peppermint, I am so grateful for you and your presence on this show. I wish you nothing but success and happiness as you navigate your post-Drag Race fame.
Sasha Velour is our queen. Hate if you must but you can’t deny the bitch turned it out. I won’t sit here and quote facts and figure or deliver a PowerPoint presentation because at the end of the day it all came down to lip syncs.SASHA VELOUR LIP SYNCED HER ASS OFF AND DESERVED TO SNATCH THE CROWN. Now I totally get it! We all have our faves when it comes to reality show competitions and sometimes our faves do not win. However, that does not mean we should attack the other competitors. With each season, the fandom around RuPaul’s Drag Race increases - which is a truly amazing thing - but as the numbers increase so does the ugliness. For a community that is supposed to promote equality and inclusion, I am amazed at how ugly we can be to each other. As RuPaul says at the end of every episode, if we - The LGBT community - can’t love ourselves how the hell can we love someone else (or expect them to love us)? With that said, Sasha is our winner and I am happy. She will do amazing things with the platform and let’s be honest, a lot of the queens we stan for have not made the most of their drag race victories. So I support you Sasha and look forward to seeing what you do next! CONDRAGULATIONS!
Yes I am officially back from the dead, shhhhh no more.
Just…. Imagine if History repeated itself once more.
And something terrible happened.
And Hiccup was killed by Stoick when he told him of his plan for the dragons.
And Toothless as heartbroken as he was took revenge on the human race…. ultimately becoming the next Dragon Furious,( as small as he was sea dragons can demand a lot of respect)
And a grieving Fishlegs went beserk and never calmed down. He became the next Alvin, trying so desperately to turn back to a time when all was well, he had followed Hiccup so far.
And (yes I know I mentioned this in a previous post but I love the idea) Camicazi never came out of the tree trunk, she grew to hate Mankind for leaving her and saw it as a betrayal. What if she had a son. And Grew up to be the next Excellinoir.
What if that son, even though he was raised to hate the human race and all those dragons. What if that son was a Hiccup? And as angry as Camicazi was she still couldn’t help but name him Hiccup the Fourth.
And even though the entire Archipelago was in flames and is now a dragonscapes’ What if he befriended a few dragons, including his own hunting dragon and Hiccup the Third’s Windwalker.