violent response

i’m loving all this violent response to nazis stuff that’s going around but i also want to say like be careful out there because not all nazis are fucking clowns like richard spencer. most of em carry weapons and will not hesitate to cut your ass up and leave you dying in a dumpster. if you don’t know how to fight, don’t take one on without backup. and even if you do know how to fight, watch yourself. i don’t want to see any of you getting killed

I didn’t think the violent riots again Milo were defensible or acceptable, but I find the violence against Charles Murray really scary. Charles Murray seems like pretty much the classic example of someone who has very objectionable views which he arrived at through research, published carefully and in good faith so that people could point out flaws in his approach or method, and does not use as an excuse to bully or harass people. People like that should absolutely be speaking at colleges and universities. 

While I think the Berkeley College Republicans were being disrespectful of the mission of their educational institution by giving a troll a microphone to bully their classmates with, I think Middlebury was absolutely acting within its educational mission to host a talk by Murray. And it’s terrifying that this, too, gets a violent response. 

A college or university that cannot hold a peaceful talk with Charles Murray is not a free environment, it is not a safe environment, and it is not an environment capable of promoting the exchange of ideas. And I’m scared that many schools in the present environment could not have done any better than Middlebury.

anonymous asked:

How realistic was Laura fighting in Logan? She's 11. Her bones would theoretically still be pretty soft, but she's also a mutant who heals almost instantly. While she does often lose to adults when they swarm her, she also kills a lot of people. In addition, she falls in a weird limbo between Child Solider and Child Raised for Combat because the people who trained her from birth treated her as disposable, and didn't try to brainwash her. As a result, she escapes ASAP. Thoughts?

Well, I haven’t seen Logan yet but the problem with the question is “realistic”. This is X-men, realism left the building ages ago. Nothing is realistic. If you’re asking about realism then you’re asking the wrong questions because superpowers change the rules. What you’re really asking is: should an eleven year old child be able to fight on the same level as an experienced warrior like Wolverine?

And the answer is, in the Marvel universe characters with healing factors (like Wolverine) have recovered from being burned into ash by the sun. So, in a setting where his healing factor is failing and he’s dying but she’s young, genetically/physically enhanced, and hers is working at full throttle then why not? She’s a tiny Logan. A rage-filled murder ball dedicated to death and destruction, created in a lab that turns human guinea pigs into ultimate weapons. So, I ask, why not? She’s doing exactly what she’s been designed to do, minus it being on the orders of someone else.

What stops children from competing with adults is three things.

1) Physical immaturity. Their bodies are still developing, and not on par with an adults.

2) Mental immaturity. Their brains are still developing, and don’t have the same basic understanding that adults do especially in regards to consequences. They don’t really grasp concepts like “death” and “gone forever” very well. Psychologically, these kids get pretty messed up.

3) Due to the above two problems, unless they have weapons, they can’t overcome the gap.

X-23 does all three. She has the healing factor, genetic enhancements, and blades coming out of her hands and front toe, all of which solve two of the above problems. They allow her to go toe to toe with adults because she can simply power or brute force her way through it. From a combat perspective, it doesn’t really matter if she gets hurt or go through serious body horror as her body will repair itself. So, someone without morals could put her through a meat grinder and still use her again. Plus, at least in X-men Evolution and the comics, she tends to be psychologically messed up. Someone who was treated as a weapon from the moment she was born, trained as a weapon, used as a weapon, and doesn’t really comprehend most “normal” human experiences. A clone with all Wolverine’s experiences, except she went through them as a child.

Laura Kinney, X-23 is by all standards a fairly new character in the Marvel universe. She was first introduced in the early 2000s through the WB cartoon X-Men: Evolution. Like Harely Quinn, she’s a canon immigrant. When she was introduced in the cartoon, she was a teenager.

In character, she was an angry violent rage-ball, a teenage version of Logan except more lost and unstable. However, the major difference between their experiences was that where Logan was an adult when he went through the Weapon X program, she was a child. She was the twenty-third test subject, and the only one who survived the experiments. X-23 was desperate to find out who she was and where she belonged; and, having been “raised” by Hydra, determined to find (and, possibly kill) Wolverine whom she viewed as responsible for everything that happened to her. That desire was mixed up in her desire to know who she was. Because she was a human weapon, she couldn’t distinguish between the two. Fighting was what she knew how to do, so that’s what she did. Her introduction was sneaking through the X-men mansion, disabling all the other mutant children and teachers in order to single Logan out to fight.

As a character, considering everything else, she was a fairly accurate representation of a child raised to be a human weapon. Psychologically traumatized, unstable, and unable to really comprehend her emotions or concepts like “friendship” and “family”. Deeply mistrustful of anyone and anything who got too close, unable to communicate her needs except through anger and violence. Any approach was likely to elicit an immediate, violent response. She doesn’t know how to be anything except a weapon.

Logan could reach her because Logan understood what she’d been through, but he also couldn’t really help her and it took a long time before she came to trust him (if she ever really did). That door didn’t open often for anyone else.

If you want to see her first appearances then the episodes to watch are “X23″ and “Target X”.  The name “Laura Kinney” comes (I think) from the comics as she originally did not have any name other than X-23.

In the comics, she’s another of the Weapon X subjects and the 23 refers to her gender rather than the number of times it took to create her. She escapes like she does in the movie, and eventually starts trying to figure out who she is.

It’s not really worth asking questions about realism when a setting has explicitly ejected realism. Have a good guffaw over anyone trying to argue about the “realism of Batman”. There isn’t any. The setting has defined its own definition of realism and that’s what it follows. Realism isn’t everything, and it doesn’t define what a good story is. Often, it’s not even the question you should be asking. Avatar: the Las Airbender has some awesome fighting for a children’s cartoon, fighting clearly drawn (ha!) from martial arts in the real world. However, it is by no means realistic. And, honestly, that doesn’t matter.

Well-told stories are defined by how well they tell their stories, and maintain their suspension of disbelief. Everything else after that is popcorn. Realism comes into play when we admire how well someone has done their research, how well that research supports and enhances our experience when consuming media. You don’t want to understand combat just for an added dose of realism, but also because knowledge gives us more options to work with. The more you know, the more detail you can add. All the better to create a more enjoyable experience, my dear.

Understanding the rules is the first step in figuring out how to break them, or just manipulate them to your advantage. Whatever works.


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Wow Just Wow

Behold fandom:

I’m shaking right now. This is so demeaning on so many levels to so many people, real and fictional. 

You like Finnrey over the possibility of Finnrose because of preference? Great, good for you, I got no beef with you. You think Finnrey is more likely than Finnrose? Great, good for you, I got no beef with you either. 

But if you value Finnrey over Finnrose because you think the latter is “anti-black”? Fuck you. Seriously how dare you. First of all, you are hinging Finn’s worth as a character of color upon whether or not he gets with the white female lead. Not on his storyline, not on his personality and role or John Boyega’s skills as a performer, but on whether or not he gets with a white woman. That is disgusting, you hear me? Disgusting! I really do not care what you saw or thought you saw in TFA, this sense of entitlement and this linking of Finn’s worth, as a black man, to a romance with Rey is one of the most vile things I’ve seen directed at Finn, bar none!

You are elevating white pussy above Asian pussy. That’s what you’re doing. By saying that Finnrose is “anti-black” you are saying the black man is degraded by being denied access to the white woman, instead settling for the lesser Asian woman, who, as we know, surely must only exist as a device for the evil white supremacist filmmakers to prevent Finn from getting white pussy. How dare you! So the only measure of progress, the only sign of Finn’s worth is contingent upon the white woman? And derailed by the Asian woman? Only BMWW relationships count as progressive? You are reducing Rose to a cockblock for the sake of a fucking ship that like all ships at this point isn’t even fucking canon. Get the fuck out of here with this Anti-Asian misogynist bullshit.

Mixed Asian woman here. This was brought to my attention by a black female fan. We both feel demeaned and nauseous from reading this, from knowing someone is being so openly racist in the fandom - all for the sake of “social justice” no less! You don’t like FinnRose? You want FinnRey to happen instead? That’s fine. Just say that. But don’t you dare make up anti-Asian phony social justice excuses to qualify your racist bullshit and have the gall to say that you are doing it to fight racism on behalf of a fictional character. Honestly, this is just appalling. This is low even for an infamously awful blog that has many, many low points.

And Idgaf if you hate Kathleen Kennedy you don’t get to misappropriate the KKK for your shit talking points. The Klan are violent tyrants responsible for thousands of deaths. To even jokingly say that Kennedy is one of because of the influence you think she has on casting that you don’t like boo hoo hoo is beyond insulting to decency. 

P.S. If you find yourself wanting to defend the racist bull crap I just showed you, don’t reblog or respond. I am 110% uninterested in what you have to say.

Bendy: Ugh… I feel like I’m bein’ watched…

*There’s a sudden gurgle, a strange sound almost like a pot boiling. Then low growling.*

Bendy: … 
What… What was that?

Bendy: No–

*Searchers pop up from puddles of ink scattered about the room. They let out pained moans, heads rolling on their shoulders as their focus turned to Bendy. Any threatening nature they once possessed melted away as they crawled towards him, their hands reaching out towards the ink demon.*

Searchers:    H……E…..L……P……

Bendy: B-back off!

*The Searchers don’t listen, only growing more desperate with each second.*

Searchers:    S…..A……V……E….. U….S……

*Bendy panics.*

Bendy: I can’t! I CAN’T!

*The searcher melts into a puddle of ink. However, despite their comrade being struck down the others don’t skip a beat. They continue to approach Bendy, their arms reaching hopefully towards him, begging for salvation he cannot provide.*

Species, Sense8, and Incomplete Dominance: A Nerdy Post by Me

So i just came across this post from Jenna @ww-n-double-d​ and I started to write up a response, but it kind of got away from me big time and I didn’t want to creat a gigantic wall of text, so I thought I’d split it and post my response separately. Definitely read that post before this one to understand what I’m talking about!

I’ve been thinking about the topic of species in Sense8 since I watched What Is Human in 2015, but I really started to put more work into it when I finished s2 because we were given much more material to work with in. Plus I am a biology nerd who doesn’t know when to stop, so  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ *wolfie voice* it’s my nature.

First, I think it’s important to understand that the show is using the term “species” very loosely, and we shouldn’t exactly hold their use of the term to its real definition. As Jenna​ said to me a few days ago on PM, we should look at the show’s usage of “species” more like “breeds”, ie. the difference between Sapiens and Sensoriums lies in a few key alleles (different versions of the same gene that yield different traits, like blue vs. brown eyes) instead of a more profound structural difference in their genomes that would be associated with separate species.

Side note: There ARE a few liberties that can be taken with the concept of species that would allow them to stretch it VERY thinly over what they need it to mean. Feel free to drop by my inbox if you want a more detailed explanation on this, but I’m working with the more standard definition of species here.  

These alleles are what Jenna refers to as being dominant or recessive in the post linked above, and while the explanation is spot-on I do differ on one point - if the sensorium trait is recessive and the sapiens trait is dominant, that would mean sensoriums can only be actual-real-life-physically-expelled-from-a-womb born from two sensorium parents, meaning all the parents we know in the show would be sensoriums, which we know they aren’t. Even if their sensate abilities haven’t been “activated” by a cluster birth and they believed themselves to be sapiens, they’d have the ability to visit with their children all the time because they’re sensates too, which they don’t.

We don’t know if the reverse - that sensorium is dominant and sapiens is recessive - can or can’t be true for the same reason. We haven’t seen any two sensates have biological children together, so we can’t know if said hypothetical children could be sapiens.  However, I’d lean more towards “no” on this.

Instead I’d like to propose a different angle on this that we haven’t considered: incomplete dominance. Incomplete dominance happens with only some traits when two allels of the same gene, say, curly vs straight hair, can exert the same, intermediate level of dominance over the expressed trait. Taking hair texture as an example, if a person has two curly-haired parents, they will also have curly hair. Same goes for two straight-haired parents. However, if one parent has curly hair and another has straight, the child will have wavy hair, because both alleles will be expressed in equal measure. Then, if two wavy-haired people have children, said children could potentially have curly, wavy, or straight hair because they’d have the possibility of inheriting two curly alleles, two straight alleles, or one of each.

If we take that same example, with both ends of the spectrum being “sensorium” and “sapiens”, it would explain two very important things simultaneously:

1. Why the pattern of sensorium trait inheritance is so fuzzy; why we can’t clearly identify who will have what kind of child at a simple glance, and why we can’t draw up an “if-then” rule for when a sensorium child will be born so clearly, and:

2. Sapiens’ different degrees of production and/or response to the chemical DMT

This second point takes me to these two posts [x] [x] also by Jenna. I HIGHLY encourage you to read the posts but to summarize, DMT is a real molecule present in all living things, and DMT levels tend to spike during near-death experiences. In the show, DMT is what allows sensates to be sensates; they seem to either produce much more of it than sapiens, or be much more responsive to its presence in their system, which allows them to connect with other sensates with the same ability.

However I can see three instances at least where non-sensate characters have sensate-like experiences over the course of the show. First we have Will’s dad see Will through his visit with Riley. This is due to that spike in DMT that occurs near death, allowing Will’s father to have that sensate-like connection even though he is not a sensate himself. We also get the anecdote from Grace about how she found Amanita when she got lost during a fireworks show through a similar connection. Last but not least, one that most people miss - the profound, nearly violent emotional response Gunnar’s music elicits in Riley and by extension the cluster, causing them to relive their births and eventually Riley to bleed and pass out. How can these things happen, if these characters not actually sensates?

If we take into account our new theory of incomplete dominance, that means that some people are fully sapiens, some are fully sensoriums, and some are somewhere in between, and that people who are not sensoriums can birth ones who are. The people who are in between, while not sensates, are more sensitive to DMT/produce more of it naturally, allowing them brief experiences of the connection. My theory is that these three parents - and it’s not a coincidence that they’re parents - are some of those in-betweeners, hence their ability to a) “create” sensates, and b) to have discrete sensate-like experiences while not being sensates themselves.

i do appreciate the little visibility that misophonia is getting but i think some still don’t understand that it’s a serious disorder

in more severe cases, the sufferer experiences involuntary suicidal thoughts or violent impulses in response to trigger noises

when you’re pained and brought to tears and fits of shaking by the tiniest repetitive noise and feel like you’ll scream if you can’t get away that’s misophonia

when you skip meals just so you won’t have to listen to your family chew and ridicule your reaction that’s misophonia

when you have to isolate yourself and use white noise to block everything out because your senses are constantly being overloaded and you can’t focus on anything else that’s misophonia

when you have to distance yourself from friends and family because they refuse to acknowledge it that’s misophonia

it’s not just “getting angry when people eat and breathe”

anonymous asked:

omg since you reblogged the gif-set i just realised how much i need another part of the Almost Human McKirk AU so if you want to, please do it, it's just simply perfect and i love it


Part 1 | Part 2 Part 3 |

  • Living with J.I.M. (or just Jim) isn’t even so bad. Initially, Bones insisted Jim charged himself in his own private room, but after a while of them getting increasingly more intimate at home, Bones one day just moves Jim’s charging station to the bedroom. When Jim finds out, he scans Bones’ face curiously, but he’s all too happy to reward his detective boyfriend for that afterwards.
  • They’re on a case, back with another murder occurring around androids in the sex industry. They find out it’s because some underground clan started combining human DNA with these sex ‘bots, and it makes them go a bit loopy. Murdering and manipulated loopy. After they catch the culprit, the android in question, unaware as she is, has to be shut down. Bones catches Jim’s glance at that, reaching out to rest a hand on his shoulder. “You okay?” he asks. Jim doesn’t immediately respond. He looks at Bones, slowly nodding. “I would like to be there, when she’s shut down. “Are you sure?” “Yes,” Jim replies.
  • Bones watches Jim quietly talk to the girl - who has absolutely no idea what’s happening to her or why she’s being shut down. “I promise I’ll remember you,” Jim says softly to her, and then he watches the engineer shut her down. Jim seems quite upset over the whole ordeal, and he doesn’t want to go out for a drink. So instead, they sit at home. Jim quietly sits next to Bones on the couch. “Do you want to talk about it?” Bones asks. “I just… what if something happens to me, and you’re gonna have to shut me down?” “That’s not gonna happen,” Bones says. “But what if-” “It’s not gonna happen,” Bones replies firmly. Jim turns to look at him with both fondness and interest in his eyes. “You care about me,” he says, and Bones huffs, resting his hand on Jim’s leg and squeezing it softly. “We all make mistakes.”
  • Having lost a leg in an accident, Bones’ synthetic leg doesn’t often calibrate right. When it doesn’t, it causes an annoying dull ache that just kind of stays, and his leg doesn’t always functions so well. For some reason, Bones is also an annoying shit enough so that he never actually fixes it. And so at night, Jim has to listen to Bones grunting under his breath, squeezing the skin of his leg just above his synthetic. It takes a long time before he feels comfortable enough to walk around in just shorts, showing off his synthetic leg. It takes even longer for Bones to be comfortable enough to take it off and let it re-calibrate. It drives Jim nuts, because he’s an android himself, why would he even care about a synthetic leg? “C’m here,” Jim says, after listening to Bones try and stifle his own discomfort. Not just that, the synthetic occasionally beeps and says a: “Calibration Incomplete”. “No,” Bones says, “I’m fine.” “Come. Here,” Jim repeats through gritted teeth, grabbing Bones by his shirt and pulling him in closer, both his hands on both sides of Bones’ leg. “You don’t have to-” “Ssh,” Jim hushes him quiet, “you’re driving me insane.” His fingers dip into Bones’ skin, massaging the sore skin. “You gotta look after yourself, Bones,” Jim says, continuing softly, “your leg needs care, and needs to be charged frequently in order for it to calibrate properly. He explains it for a little while, but when he looks up, Bones has fallen asleep.
  • Things take a turn for the worse quite suddenly. Bones is in the supermarket to buy food, and mostly to stock up on liquor. Jim is tagging along despite not eating things, because he likes to interact with people, and correct Bones’ unhealthy eating (and drinking) habits. “I’m thinking fries and ribs,” Bones says, and Jim frowns. He doesn’t reply, and Bones mostly ignores it. “D'you want to swing by Spock later? We can see if he has updated charging stations,” Bones suggests, grabbing a small box of coleslaw for good measure. As soon as he turns back to Jim, though, the other looks different. Blue eyes a little darker, and his expression mostly just blank. “Jim?” Bones asks, stunned when the other reaches out for Bones’ throat and throws him backwards against the shelves. “Jim–?!” he asks, but then Jim punches him again. And again. And again. Until finally, Bones reaches out with his good leg, kicking Jim backwards.
  • “Spock, I need a little help here!” Bones shouts into his phone. “What’s the problem?” Spock asks. “I don’t know- Jim’s malfunctioning,” Bones says, shielding away from Jim trying to attack him or other grocery shoppers. “His system’s been rewritten,” Spock says after a few seconds of silence and Bones hears nothing but the typing on his computer. “Okay, so what do we do?” “Turn him off.” “Okay.” “Permanently.” “What? Spock, no,” Bones says. “Leonard, someone’s accessed his data and is rewriting it as we speak.” “Then stop them,” Bones hisses, “you’re not going to shut down Jim permanently.” “I have to follow protocol,” Spock replies, then he’s silent for a few seconds, “but if you can knock him out, I’ll see what I can do for you to postpone shutting him down.”
  • Bones does manages. Barely so, and with significant damage done to the grocery store. Jim has a temporary off-switch, like all models, though it’s hard to find and even harder to switch. Bones has to keep Jim trapped to the ground so he can find it. And when he does, and Jim powers down, Bones feels horrible. Not just because of the probable concussion from being hit in the head multiple times, or the possible broken nose, but because he watches the light go out in the eyes of his best friend. It sucks. “C’m here, buddy,” he says, pulling the lifeless body up in his arms, “I’m gonna fix this.”
  • He watches Spock try for a few days. But every time he turns Jim on, the other seems to be more violent and less responsive to commands. Bones, however, refuses to let him power him down permanently. “Tell me what I can do,” Bones says, “is there another body we can transfer him to? There’s multiple J.I.M.s stored away.” “It’s not the body, it’s the CPU,” Spock says, “if we transfer that, the problem will just happen again but in another body. If we don’t transfer it, you’ll be with a different J.I.M., who has no memories of you, whose synthetic soul might react to things differently. It’s a whole different person, just in the same body.” “Then tell me what I can do,” Bones insists. “I… I guess, if we could track down his maker,” Spock says, running a hand through his hair, “but the one who created these Synthetic Souls, he’s been underground for a long time.” “I’ll find him,” Bones says, grabbing his jacket so that he can get to work immediately. “Leonard,” Spock says, “you and I both know these androids are second class citizens, and they’ll always be treated as such. Loving one, even someone as real as Jim, it’s never going to be accepted. These things are against the law.” Bones narrows his eyes a little, but doesn’t say anything. “All I’m trying to say,” Spock says, “is be careful. Not with falling for an android, but with having other people - the wrong people - find out about that.”
  • Tracking down his maker takes long. Too long, Bones thinks, and every day he’s worried Jim’s not going to wake up the same again. But Bones finds him. Christopher Pike; a retired robotics engineer and inventor, who has distanced himself to be almost completely off grid. The only reason Bones finds him is because he runs into Uhura; another android, but one who feels oddly similar to Jim in behavior. It doesn’t take him long to figure out that a synthetic soul is behind that, and so he tracks her down until she leads him straight to the older man. “Pike,” Bones says once he finds the other in his own backyard, “I need your help.” “Haven’t heard that name in a while,” Pike replies. “One of the androids at the precinct has been hacked. We suspect his synthetic soul-” Pike huffs at that. “Those bland MX androids don’t have synthetic souls, boy. They’re sheep. Just following orders.” “I’m talking about J.I.M.,” Bones replies, slowly sinking down in a garden chair next to Pike. “Jim,” Pike repeats slowly, “they were all turned off.” “We turned one back on,” Bones says, “he’s a police officer now. No longer a tool for the sex- and espionage industry. He saved a lot of lives.” “I always told them Jim was designed for more than just pleasure,” Pike says. “Can you help him?” Bones presses gently. “J.I.M.s were turned off for a reason, son,” Pike replies, “their synthetic souls… flawed. Couldn’t handle consciousness, love, and devotion. Turned most of them mad, and vulnerable to those wanting to take advantage. It’s probably best if he stays turned off.” “Please,” Bones says, “I tracked you down because you’re the only chance he’s got. He’s my best friend.”
  • Pike works tirelessly on rebooting Jim. Bones stays by his side all that time, assisting where necessary. So does Spock, and Uhura helps, too. The two of them seem to take an odd liking for each other. Finally, the next time Jim opens his eyes, they look normal. He stares up at the ceiling, mildly confused and taking his time to register his location. “What are we doing in Spock’s lab?” he asks, slowly sitting up straight, “I thought we were going for fries and ribs?” He’s silenced by Bones, who pulls him into a breathtaking hug - one that would’ve been painful if Jim was actually alive and breathing. “Hey, what happened?” Jim asks, gently patting Bones’ shoulder. “Does he not remember anything?” Bones asks when he pulls away. Pike shakes his head. “Had to erase it all. You know, to leave no corrupt data behind.” “Who’s this?” Jim asks. “Jim, this is Pike,” Bones says, “your maker.”
  • Jim watches Bones and Spock, both talking to Uhura while enjoying a steaming cup of coffee. They’ve given Jim some distance to talk to Pike, though Jim can’t help but sense Bones’ glances towards him a lot. “Thank you,” Jim says, after having been made aware of the situation, “I appreciate you helping me.” “Don’t worry about it,” Pike says, “how are you feeling, kid?” “Fine,” Jim says, “but I’ve been wondering-” “If it’s all real?” Pike asks, “that annoying sense of right and wrong, doubt and hesitation, maybe love for others?” “Yes,” Jim says, a bit stunned. “That’s why we call it a soul, Jim,” Pike replies, “everything you’re feeling, no matter how frustrating or confusing it may seem. It’s you. I created it, but it’s not me who decides which path you take, who you choose to be with, or what your opinion is about things. Everything you feel, it’s all you.”
  • Coming home feels odd. Like Jim hasn’t been away at all, though the place looks like he has been. Bones’ apartment is a mess of takeout food, research papers, clothes, and empty beer bottles. “You really let yourself go while I was out, huh?” Jim asks, taking off his jacket. Bones shrugs. “I was busy,” he replies. “With what?” “Saving you,” Bones says. “Thought you’d be glad to be rid of me,” Jim says, tossing a few empty beer bottles away, but really, cleaning can wait. So when Bones sits down on the couch, Jim brings him a cold beer, and he sits down next to him. “Maybe the first few days,” Bones admits with a small grin, though Jim knows he’s joking. “Thank you,” Jim says, after a small pause. “For what?” “Not letting them shut me down,” Jim replies. Bones’ arm moves around Jim’s shoulder, and Jim’s more than willing to lean in close. His hands move to Bones’ leg, which probably needs a lot of attention after being neglected while the man was busy trying to save him. “We all make mistakes,” Bones says, and Jim laughs. I love you, is on Jim’s mind, and he considers saying it. But when he looks up at the human, and he leans in to kiss him, Jim’s pretty sure Bones already knows.

corsaircourser  asked:

You're going to get a billion of these, I bet, but James Flint! You write him with such a careful hand but every shade of his character is just perfect, so I'm curious what you keep in mind when getting him down on paper!

OH BOY thank you so much! i don’t even know if i’m doing this meme right. i knew this was coming and @reluming also asked for this and now i feel unbelievable pressure hahaha. i hope i’m doing my boy right :|

James Flint:

– He had a very mild religious upbringing. They celebrated holidays just to appease the neighbors, rarely went to church, and he had only read parts of the Bible, mostly in later life. Flint is self-aware enough that, given his history and his personality, this is probably for the best. The last thing he needs is Eternal Judgement.

– As a boy, he’d been helping his grandfather load his fishing boat when a Navy vessel had stopped at the Padstow docks for an emergency resupply. An officer had approached Flint, all of 13, to ask for directions, and had walked away, likely thinking Flint a simpleton with the way he’d answered (or more specifically, hadn’t). He couldn’t help it. The man had large, bright brown eyes and a straight, important nose, and stubble coating a sharp jaw and prominent Adam’s apple. His perfect Navy hat had sat atop long blond hair, tied neatly back even after days at sea. His broad shoulders had only been emphasized by his starched blue uniform, the brass buttons shining all the way down his chest, and he’d walked down the dock with a proud sailor swagger that kept Flint watching even as he disappeared into the town. Flint’s newfound teenage lust had mixed with his understandable ignorance, and so, as he’d continued to think of the officer days later, he had found himself overcome with the fierce desire to join His Majesty’s Royal Navy.

– The first time he’d killed a man, he’d only lit a fuse on a cannon, sending one ball after another rocking into an enemy ship. All he’d felt at the time was fear for his own life. The first kill that he’d ever felt guilty over was Gates. The first kill he’d ever felt real pleasure over was Thomas’s father. Every other death and injury had been just another means to an end, that rarely, if ever, gave him pause.

– A part of him is always waiting to die. It’s a part of him that wants to. But an equally greater part of himself wants to outlive the whole damn world, to be the last one left alive in this fucking ungrateful place. He wants to live a long and miserable life just because civilization itself doesn’t deem him worthy of it. Society sees him as a creature, undeserving to breath air, to taste food, to walk upright on his own two feet. To them, he will and should be put down by his own evilness, by his own deeds, and he wants nothing more to prove to them that one can live because of these deeds. One can thrive. He knows one of these impulses will win out in the end, but he honestly has no idea which one.

– The first time he’d seen Silver – properly saw him, stood before him in daylight – the thought had flittered through his mind that his mouth would look great around his cock. The thought had flashed through his mind like lightning, so quickly he wasn’t even sure it had happened, and mostly he was about to forget about it. As long as he could drown out the roll of thunder he heard in his heart and his stomach and lower still, whenever he looked at Silver’s lips.

– He sometimes idly thinks how much better his life would be if he could love women the way he loved men. Not because he felt shame any longer in who he was, but because every woman he knew was so much better than every man. Better than himself. Granted, he knew more men than women, but on average, men were violent, hateful, stupid people, responsible for all the suffering he had ever endured. Miranda, Eleanor, Madi – all had carried themselves with unwavering strength and intelligence, had elevated themselves in some fashion by will alone, and had maintained as much rationality as possible. He envied them, and he had loved them easily. While the love he felt for Thomas, for Silver, was hard, in every sense of the word, and Flint is a hard man, for all of his immeasurable softness.

no-more-kids  asked:

I have a question. How is putting murderers, pedophiles, ect, in jail not a solution to crime?

As a child survivor of sexual abuse, and like many crime survivors in Equal Justice USA’s (EJUSA) network, I ask myself why our system doesn’t invest in the most powerful tools to prevent violence before it occurs. Numerous studies show that those responsible for violent crime have long histories of exposure to violence and victimization that become risk factors for perpetrating violence. However, our current system neglects to address these risk factors, and therefore misses numerous opportunities to prevent future violence.  The cost of this negligence is future violence and harm, causing undue suffering for survivors of that harm.

When harm does happen, separation may be an important first step, but with an eye towards true accountability - whereby those who are responsible reckon with the impact of their actions by asking those who have been harmed what they need. Restorative justice programs work.  Common Justice - the first alternative to incarceration and victim service program for violent actors and survivors - reports that 95% of those who have committed violence and participate in their programs are not sentenced again and participating survivors experience greater satisfaction. These are real solutions with much better outcomes for communities when compared to prisons.

Seven Things About Supernatural: 12x10 - “Lily Sunder Has Some Regrets”

So basically that was the best birthday present ever and I want to marry Steve Yockey.  Which, uh…he’s probably got opinions about, but at least I’m not Lube Guy this time around, right? 

  1. Okay.  So.  Gender and vessels.  I am here for this, and wish we’d get more of it because there’s so much potential for exploring things.  Benjamin’s use of masculine pronouns in a female vessel, Cas being very clear that Benjamin is an angel in a vessel, and that these things are distinct, Castiel’s previous female vessel, etc. all make me want more data about how this looks from an angelic point of view.  

    Angels probably aren’t doing genders the way people do genders, but given that we’ve seen cross-pronoun vessels multiple times over the course of the show (Raphael, Hannah, Castiel, Benjamin) and those gendered pronouns are preserved, there’s some kind of identity thing happening here.  Possibly not intentionally on the part of the writers, but…well, there’s enough of it in canon now that the idea of wavelengths of intent having some kind of affinity seems like a thing now, and I’m so fucking here for it.  
  2. There is so much in this ep about angels and humans in relationship, both positive and toxic.  Ishim becomes obsessed and abusive toward Lily and hates humanity, Akobel loves humanity and has a positive relationship with Lily, Benjamin has a close relationship with his vessel that potentially reads subtexually as romantic – Sam is the one who says “friend” before Cas can find a word – but is at least mutually satisfying, Cas’ relationship with the Winchesters (with none of them willing to sacrifice the other) develops and is discussed, and even Lily’s possible reconciliation with Cas.  

    Heaven has always tried to pretend it is a united front, with a monolithic (and often negative/dismissive) view of humans, but this episode shows us how diverse those views actually are in practice when angels are given an opportunity to form their own opinions/relationships. 
  3. Benjamin and Akobel deserved better.  Benjamin was interesting for the five minutes we saw him, and I’m so curious about the nuts and bolts of his relationship with his vessel.  Angels don’t beg for their own lives; Benjamin was begging for his vessel’s safety.  As for Akobel, did you see how kind?  How affectionate?  How protective?  This is an angel who understood The Mission.  Who cared.  [insert “GROSS SOBBING” gif here.] 
  4. You know, for an episode that retcons the “angels didn’t walk the earth for centuries” thing, this ep is kind of a reverse Buckleming.  So many callbacks, so many strong references to, reinforcements of, and reimaginings of earlier canon.  Some of it is small, like Ishim’s comment about Castiel being a “spanner in the works.”  Some of it is bigger, like Dean’s disapproval of rescues that invoke cosmic consequences, Sam’s experience of soullessness.  Hell, we’ve got the wing-shaped burn marks back.  I think we can trust Yockey with canon, guys.  
  5. Cas.  Cas is so worthy.  I’m glad that this episode served to illustrate that, both in terms of the story we see and his experience as a character.  This episode has given us so much about his development, and how he has come to deeply respect both humanity and genuine justice.  He’s given up on that Great Chain of Being bullshit.  He’s ready to fight down someone who is unjust and violent, and to take responsibility for past injustice.

    He more than deserved that beer at the end of the episode.  I’m also really hoping that Operation Drink And Find Another Way works out.  (I mean, it’s Supernatural, so there’s going to be a lot of sobbing and drinking, but…)
  6. Lily Sunder is probably one of the most sympathetic characters we’ve seen in a long while.  She’s just…it’s weird to describe her as reasonable and human and wonderful, but that’s the best way to do it.  She’s still a bit otherworldly, which makes sense given that she’s over a century old and burning out her own soul to use Enochian magic, and she’s coldly calculating about Sam’s place in things when Dean leaves to help Cas/fight Ishim, but she’s also got more humanity and conscience than we often see in similar characters.  She’s emotionally complex and dynamic.  Good, good stuff. 
  7. So many good Winchester Family Dynamics moments.  Sam third-wheeling Dean’s snit with Cas, knowing when Dean’s going to storm the cafe, the brothers sticking up for Cas, Dean’s problem with Mary jumping back into hunting v. Sam’s feeling that she’s just being who she is, Dean’s show of respect and understanding when he gives Cas a beer…  So good.  

But yeah, this ep is so good.  Just…


Word count: 13,580.
Summery: People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can’t rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.
Genre: Hunter!Jungkook + Crow shifter!Reader. Slight angst, but mostly adventure.

It took me way longer then I thought it would. Tell me what you thought about it ♥

The world always shifted, changing like a living being with a heartbeat every time something new was discovered, and brought into the light. You learned about the larger changes from educators, about dinosaurs and meteors, human in caves who discovered fire and invented big things, making a worldwide impact.

Every time it happened, the world had to adjust, find new ways to cope with the change, watching how it affects the generation they brought into the world. Some discoveries were good for the evolution of the human kind, some were bad, and all lead to the end of the world as they knew it to create a new one instead.

The discovery of shapeshifters, existing among human like they’re one in the same, had the same kind of impact.

The initial response was violent and surprised no one, mostly in the form of riots. Scared men and women screaming intimidating words to make their rulers maybe, find a solution to this “problem”. Your caretaker told you the stories, how they all ran into hiding, fleeting from angry actions of ignorant people. It took time – years – to calm it down. You were born near the end of the fight, after the ruler showed will to study the shape shifters, invest in their brought up to the communities without having to hide what they are, without being afraid for their lives.

Your mother held you in her arms, traits of what you are visibly vibrating as you were just born, as she moved to the cities where the public was less scared and more intrigued. She submitted herself to the authority, as did many shifters of many kinds, to share what they know of their kind in exchange for their freedom.

It was the wrong choice.

Right before your mother got executed to prevent her from using her powers to her own will – before your kind became hunted and not by ignorance, but by knowledge – she managed to give you away to a fellow shifter who wasn’t revealed yet for what they were.

The shifter grew you since. She taught you how to protect yourself, growing you as one of her children even though you weren’t a wolf shifter like they were. Your bleached white skin and jet black hair always stood out, drawing attention wherever you went. The shifter made you travel a lot, never staying in one place for too long purely out of fear, that someone will find out and take all of her children from her.

 You heard the stories, taking them in as a part of who you were. Even as a child you already knew the bitter truth you’re forced to live your life with for however long you shall live – like atom bombs and gunfire weapons, some discoveries are better off staying in the darkness of ignorance.

 As were you.

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anonymous asked:

What is the proper Marxist response to suicide bombers that target places with children?

I’m unsure of the tone behind this question, but I’ll answer it as if it is a sincere inquiry.

Obviously, a Marxist responds to stuff like this by trying to understand it using their political perspective.  And then you try to use your conclusions to help you decide what to do, or what to advocate. 

But before all this there is the natural, human response.  Shock, horror, grief, anger, etc.  Unless you’re a monster.  (And monsters come wearing all political costumes.)

In other words, Marxists respond to things like this exactly the same way everybody else does.

In terms of actual action, a Marxist should do what they normally do in response to violent crimes: support the fair prosecution of those responsible (without abandoning their critique of ‘law and order’ in capitalist society). 

Then I would say the most important thing is to call for the support and solidarity of the entire working class for those affected by the tragedy.  This is the best way to ensure that those affected are well treated by society at large, especially by the state. 

Speaking of the state, a Marxist should always oppose any effort by the capitalist state and ruling class to use things like this as a pretext to increase state authoritarianism - something which seems to be happening.

Then I would say it is very important, given the context, for Marxist to stand in solidarity with everyone who is anti-racist and anti-imperialist… so that the vicious dialectic which ultimately gives rise to things like this (without for a moment minimising the personal responsibility of the persons or organisations actually involved) can be stopped in its tracks.

But, as I say, before all this comes the human response.  Just like everyone else.  I personally have been tremulous and weepy since the news broke.  I am so sad, and so angry, I could die.  Children went to see live music, and instead they were swallowed by a ravening monster that we adults created and fed.

Again, I don’t know what spirit your question was asked in, but if you were implying inhumanity on my part, then that assumption is an artefact of your own prejudice.

songspinner9  asked:

Fyi...I deleted my reponse to your post because I got a violent and threatening response from someone in return that said that my perspective as a survivor of hate crimes and death threats meant nothing and I shouldn't speak. I hope, you understand my hope of marginalized groups supporting one another rather than dividing more. It was not to suggest that someone else's fear is invalid. (I am a Jewish, queer, disabled woman) This webcomic we love hopefully inspires discussion and listening.

look, i get where you’re trying to come from, but nothing freezie said was “violent or threatening.” it was just in all caps, because they were frustrated.

that post was specifically about the antiblackness nursey would likely be facing at samwell, especially given how white hockey is. i’m not saying your experiences don’t matter in general. but when a post is specifically made to talk about antiblackness, and how that will still exist for nursey when class privilege is all but rendered irrelevant at college, your comments about how one type of discrimination isn’t worse than another (and as an aside, i know where you’re coming from here, but i don’t think too many cis able-bodied white men get shot and killed in the streets for being poor) felt derailing.

should minority groups support each other? absolutely. but supporting each other should include being able to realize how different privileges will overlap in different ways under certain circumstances. to insist that all minority groups just support each other blindly without ever critically examining how they do have advantages over each other would honestly likely just lead to less effective allyship. support doesn’t always just mean singing kumbayah together.

this fandom has a repeated pattern of insisting nursey has more privilege than dex because of their financial situations. it’s been called out, time and time again by black bloggers (and other nonblack poc, and occasionally by white people like me) in the fandom. this pattern is an issue, because it likes to pretend that the antiblack racism nursey faces at samwell is virtually nil, or at least “not as bad” as whatever shit dex would get for being poor. if you try to apply real-world circumstances to this comic, as just about this whole fandom does when dealing with things like homophobia and classism, that’s simply unrealistic.

this is getting very long, so let me just summarize and conclude: yes, minorities should support each other. no, this does not mean turning a blind eye to their differences and refusing to acknowledge them. in the end, that will likely cause just as much harm as it does good.

I’m just really into the idea of Neil being really conscious of Andrew’s needs and triggers, and making sure he’s being protected the same way he protects everyone else. Like even though Andrew can take care of himself, he shouldn’t have to 24/7, so:

- doing research before they watch a movie or play a video game or even cover a certain topic in a lecture, like Neil wants to be prepared for abandoned kids and sexual assault to pop up

- turning the TV off if it seems like things are going that way, ignoring Nicky’s complaints and taking Andrew out of the room, out of the situation, out of his head

- policing rape jokes !! Promoting consent !!! Giving a percentage of the percentage he doesn’t give to Ichirou to charities for misplaced youth !!!!! (Looking this shitty world in the face and demanding better)

- being the only one who can wake Andrew up without a violent response, and he probably has some trick like lulling him awake with music or saying his name the right way or some gay shit

- deflecting questions about his armbands or demeanour like Andrew will blank people but if Neil’s there he will straight up be like ‘what a fucking stupid question. Here’s a better one: who raised you u ignorant dick’

- we all know Neil doesn’t take shit, but like his tolerance level for Kevin’s humiliation was zero can you imagine what would happen if some unknowing reporter tried to get dirt on Andrew or a fan yelled something a little too on the nose

- Neil would destroy them like he’d stop what he was doing, he’d stop playing exy if he had to, and he’d walk them through a fucking powerpoint about minding your own business

- Neil intercepting even casual touches before they get to Andrew, like if someone wants Andrew’s attention and they don’t know about his capacity for knives and bottomless rage, they might reach out to grab him or smth

- but Neil doesn’t allow it. Like he’ll put himself between Andrew and the world every time (he hasn’t run away from a fight in a long time, not when he has all these warped and beautiful things to lose)

- also just like?? Neil actually acting on that ‘if they say you’re soulless I might have to fight them’

- like Andrew is all eye rolls and w/e when people insult him but Neil. Oh man Neil. He probably has a pamphlet about Andrew (Have you accepted Andrew Minyard as your lord and saviour), and it’s all favours he’s done, strings he’s pulled, parts of himself he’s abandoned or destroyed to keep his family safe, vulnerability he’s painstakingly held close to his chest

- And maybe Andrew never reacts but we know he never forgets 

- and when they’re alone, if his hands feel heavier, kisses harder, heart lighter than maybe ever, who would know?

- Maybe he even gifts Neil with another swath of skin to explore, another percentage to ignore. Maybe he lets himself smile at one of Neil’s stupid jokes or maybe he locks down the goal at playoffs. 

(It’s unnerving to have someone watching over him and not hating what they see. It’s also so good - it’s mutual support, a key that fits a lock) 

Got7 Reaction to Finding Your Weak Spot

For: Anon <3


As you two chased each other around the dorm, you both screamed at one another. 

“Mark, stop it!”

“No, come back and do the punishment!”

At the mention of the punishment, you sped up. But, it wasn’t fast enough to escape Mark. He stretched his long legs and trotted toward you from behind. He put out his arms and firmly gripped your sides, right below your rib cage. Once you felt the pressure, you collapsed to the ground, as being touched there made your knees weak. Mark stared at you, worried.

“I’m fine.” you stated before standing up. He grabbed your sides again, just to test if his thoughts were true. When you had the same reaction, he gave you a sly look because he knew how to get you now.

Originally posted by jordragon


You and Jaebum had signed up for a cooking class together. Since you would be moving in with him, your best friend, soon, you decided that the both of you should learn how to cook things out side of pasta and ramyeon. You two were handed a huge bowl, plenty of ingredients and a cookbook. 

“Are you two together?” the instructor asked you.

“Oh, n-”

“Yes, newlyweds.” Jaebum lied to the woman while he placed his hand high up on your thigh. When his hand made contact, your entire body shivered and you felt your legs get weak. He looked at you and you quickly moved his hand away. He stared at you for a few more seconds before understanding the effect that had on you.

Originally posted by jieunyoung


Jackson ran up to you with the slushies and popcorn in hand. You nodded at the man at the ticket booth as thanks and you turned to him.

“I can take those.” You took the cold drinks from him and decided that the cardboard holder had gotten in the way of holding it comfortably, so you threw it away. You two made your way to the theater and on your way there, a group of antsy kids were running around. One of the bumped into you and you slightly lost your balance. Jackson rested his hand on the small of your back, trying to secure your stance. But his hand sent jolts into your entire body and you jumped forward. 

“Ahhh, hahaha,” is all Jackson said. You knew he wouldn’t easily look past this new found information.

Originally posted by marktuon


“Y/N, can you come here for a second? I wanna see something.”

You complied, but you had no idea what was going on. You walked into the living room and saw him with his face buried into his phone.

“It says that every human has a weak spot, do you know where yours is?”

“Hmm, no, I actually don’t.” You lied. “How about we test you first.” He nodded in agreement and bent down to fix his pant leg. But before he stood up straight, he pressed his index and middle finger into the back of your knee. You collapsed to the ground and he just stood there, laughing at you.

“I thought it would be there,” he said as he clutched his stomach and laughed.

Originally posted by yugyeomism


Whenever you and Youngjae greeted one another, he grabbed the side of your head and kissed your forehead. But today he put his hand under your hair and held onto the back of your head and kissed you on your nose. As he held your head, your breathing hitched and you felt the tension in your body melt away. Youngjae noticed your reaction and smiled at you.

“Are you okay?”

“Perfect, just keep doing that.”

Originally posted by swoonfinite


You always liked to mess with him, tickling his ear, dragging your nail lightly over his skin and even nipping at the skin if his neck. He never told you, but he intended on getting back. He would subtly try to find the one stop that mad you tick, but up till now, he failed. 

“Do you want ice cream? “ He asked as he reached into the cabinet to get mugs.

“You know I do.”

He walked behind you as you took a seat and he lightly ran his fingers over the back of your neck. Your body violently shook in response and he had a look of worry before it shifted into one of realization.

“I got you!”

Originally posted by creepygenitals


You were waiting for him in front of the JYP building, ready to go to lunch. You text him multiple times, asking him where he was because he was supposed to be done with practice twenty minutes ago. When you got no response on the third one, you turned around and decided to go to lunch alone. But not even five seconds later, he is jogging up to you from behind. He wrapped his arms around you from behind and he spoke into your ear closely and quietly. 

“Sorry, practice was running late again.” You whipped your head to the side, trying to escape the electrifying discomfort. “What was that?” he questioned.

“I don’t like that, it feels so weird.” You rubbed on your ear and tried to shake the feeling away.

“So, you don’t like when I do this,” he whispered with a growl.

“Ahh, no~!”

Originally posted by got7gifs

outlast 2 theories

I see a lot of people wondering why Ethan wasn’t affected by the radio tower and I think it’s a simple answer that confirms a lot of my suspicions.  We know the Morph. Engine originated in nazi Germany and was perpetuated towards the criminally insane because what makes it work is by activating your trauma- ones which you had an ACTIVE part in.  It inspires flashbacks to the trauma using guilt or horror at one’s own capabilities as a vessel.  I think that’s pretty clear in the first game.

Because Ethan /didn’t/ murder his child, I assume he was spared that vessel, and thus the engine isn’t able to make the same way through his mind.  (The comic states that results of the radio tower flashes have an neurological influence nearly identical to the engine, so I think it’s safe to say the tower is a re-purposed engine). 

Also, this would suggest to me that the antichrist fears and violent responses of the commune preceded Murkoff’s entrance to the area.  I think they chose! it because its people are primed just as well the criminally ill were.  

I just can’t figure out Murkoff’s monetary motivates for it though!  Help?  Ideas?