This is the hypothetical Deaf West version of CFA. This was written on a 2 hour car ride where Hayley wasn’t tired and was imagining things. I’m so sorry.
Deaf * Diane * Oz * Hannah * Bob * Beverley * Kevin 1 Hearing and knows ASL * Beulah * Claude * Janice * Kevin 2 * Bonnie * Nick (he only knows fingerspelling ASL) Ideas * Welcome to the rock would be legit cool as hell esp. “you are here”….“ * 38 planes but it goes from one person to everyone signing. * Blankets and bedding being all rushed so that sometimes signs are missed. * 28 hours goes from perfect signing to basic shit back to okay ish by the time the song ends because everyone is drunk^tm. * Nick not really getting why Diane is making signs until On the Bus. * DARKNESS AND TREES HOLY SHIT Y'ALL. * On the bus having Diane sign to Nick and Nick going "shitttttttt” because she’s hot and he can’t really talk to her kinda. * “And that’s how we start speaking the same language” is signed only. * Signs only through Lead Us. (Except for the people speaking like Beulah) * During PH voice people pick up phone while deaf sign? I don’t know give me ideas fam. * Costume party being cool af * Diane and Kevin 1 smiling at each other because they catch each other signing. * Kevin 2 accidentally signing through his phone call because he ain’t deaf. * Beulah and Hannah sharing a moment when Beulah starts signing. * Beverley signing with her crew as well. * Diane smiles when Kevin 1 starts translating everything Nick says during the walk for her. * Nick can’t sign at all to start so he learns through the Kevin’s. They sit off on the side of the stage and Nick starts learn throughout the show. He’s shit at beginning then is fluent by the finale. * The bar scene having an extra mark of stigma because deaf??? and hearing??? gays??? * Bob freaking out even more because he can’t hear. * I am here being more heartbreaking. * It’s a national moment of silence in America being more heartbreaking. * PRAYER YALL. EXPLOSION OF SIGNING. * On the edge having an extra load of stigma because deaf??? Muslim???people??? exist??? * Janice not signing “I don’t wanna do this anymore.” * Kevin 2 not signing “lost his mind” * Diane signing “I can be whoever I wanna be” and smiling so big. * Having a signing battle during heave away. Nick is kinda okay, but it still sucks. * Screech in. Just. Screech in. * Having Nick go /what/ when asked if he’s married to Diane. * Having everyone sign “I’m an islander. I am an islander.” * Diane drunk making out with Nick and everyone’s like, “Okay. We’ve seen weirder.” * Me and the sky having a “even deaf girls can be anything!” meaning as well as the regular “girls can do anything” meaning. * Kevin 2 not signing during the fight and Nick shittly signing to Kevin 1 what’s going on. * Kevin 1 is touched??? Nick learned ASL in like 4 days and granted nicks still shit but he’s so touched??? * Diane kinda sees it and smiles a bit. * During the back home bit, Nick copying Kevin 1 signing. * During the Dover fault/Stop the World, Nick signs to Diane and Diane smiling because he learned. * Same thing with 38 planes reprise with the one person then everyone joining in. * Somewhere being all cool as hell. * The flight attendant having to tap Nick and Diane during the hot towel/cold towel, to sign to them. * “I’m fine Tom, I’m fine” and Beverley shaking while signing. * Nicks basically fluent as of Somethings missing. * Something’s missing breaking everyone’s heart. * Everyone signing on somethings ______ * Nick forgetting that he doesn’t have to sign but signs anyways, and then realizes what he’s doing and he just breaks * JUST SOMETHINGS MISSING YALL * During the finale, everyone signs for everyone. * Kevin sees Nick and Diane and smiles a lot because Nick is signing for Diane and just??? Pride is not the word he’s looking for??? * The final “you are here” * The boys signing and the girls signing during that one part.
flash fic (or just long explanation maybe?) meet-cute where Khazri never had to escape/be sacrificed (sacriscaped?) Zalach’anni but he and Imrael meet anyway. how would that play out and what would they think of each other?
The goblin market was rank with the smell of frying food and unwashed bodies, golden apples turning mulchy and the hearts of mortal lovers drying in the heat. Khazri took shallow breaths beneath his veil and felt Raisa’s arm tighten about his waist.
There were better places to go for what she sought, but Raisa did not trust the matter to any healer or apothecary of Zalach’ann. Khazri thought that wise, though he did not think putting trust in an outsider any wiser.
“Surely they can be bought just as easily?” he had ventured. Raisa had kissed his forehead and told him not to fuss over what did not concern him.
“My enemies are my business,” she had said. “As are my friends. Worry will only make you sicker.”
So Khazri said nothing as she led him to where the crowds thinned and the stalls were meaner, her free hand resting lightly upon the hilt of her rapier.
The place she sought was a tent, marked for what it was by a sprig of silphium pinned to the canvas. Khazri baulked at the medicinal stink of dried herbs rising from the open canvas door, but Raisa drew him in.
All other husbands have to step up their game. I AM PUTTING YOU ALL ON NOTICE.
Because this is what Werepenguin just gave me. He saw the commission that the amazingly-sweet and wonderfully-talented @yliseryn did for me of Allura in my wedding dress, and this idea began to form in his mind.
And this? This isn’t just Allura in my wedding dress. It’s Shiro in Werepenguin’s suit & tie. That’s OUR cake with OUR cake topper. And then Louise, being the utter sweetheart she is, added the b&w images. And then Werepenguin asked her for color versions of THOSE.
And, on top of all of this, I now have a 20x30 METAL PRINT of that top image that I can hang in our home so everyone can see it. Because this is how happy the memory of our wedding day makes him, even 8 years out. (Well, almost 8 years; he gave this to me as an early anniversary present because he couldn’t stand to sit on it any longer.)
I cried when he gave it to me. I’m crying a bit now. I married the most wonderful man and he is absolutely the best thing in my life and if there’s anything that proves that it’s that I cannot come up with the words to describe how I feel.
You know how sometimes we make meme and social media references in real life?
The aliens certainly didn’t.
The captain had no idea what to expect from his decision to bring a second human aboard the ship. His only guidance in the matter had been the rather unhelpful suggestion to acquire one already pack-bonded with Human-Megan. Unfortunately, given human nature, this could apply to any number of humans, and attempting to ask Human-Megan herself for an organized list of them all proved useless. (He had been immediately accused of being a “stalker”.)
However, he did eventually become aware of a certain human who had been a “sister from another mister” for most of Human-Megan’s life. Upon inquiring about this new human, he was met with enthusiastic approval, mostly in the form of the repeated, painfully high-pitched word “yes”.
And so Human-Lynn was brought aboard.
At first, the crew were presented with nothing they were unfamiliar with. There had been a temporary scare upon first viewing Human-Lynn, due to the vibrant and multicolored crop of hair she bore. However, Human-Lynn had quickly ended their confusion by explaining the concept of hair dye, which, although it had left a few crewmembers nauseous, was understandable for human standards.
In addition, Human-Lynn was considerably less emotional, or so it seemed. Upon encountering disagreements with the crew, she would begin laying down insults in an almost offhand manner, and nothing seemed to cause her to be visibly furious. However, Human-Megan had assured them that she was simply “sassy” and “sarcastic” in nature, and that when she began to insult them in such a calm manner, she was indeed furious (although it was difficult to imagine that a being could be simultaneously calm and furious).
But then came the strange, and often illogical, conversations that often ensued between Human-Lynn and Human-Megan.
For instance, there was their first passage through a nebula since Human-Lynn’s arrival. Human-Megan, although she had borne witness to nebulae before, looked on in wonder almost identical to Human-Lynn’s. Both were seemingly rendered immobile, mouths slightly agape.
“Yeah,” Human-Megan affirmed.
“What’s the…how does this even…” After a moment of failed articulation, Human-Lynn let out a deep sigh. “Science side of Tumblr?”
“Space dust do the glow-glow,” Human-Megan responded almost seamlessly.
“Thank you, science side of Tumblr.”
Several more occurrences of seemingly cryptic conversations where yet to come. Occasionally, the two would make eye contact and mutter “same” for seemingly no reason at all, and once during the first meal rotation Human-Lynn had stood and bellowed, “AND HIS NAME IS JOHN CENA!” much to the surprise and momentary panic of her fellow crewmembers.
At last, a member of the cultural research department approached the two during their third meal rotation and inquired about the nature of their seemingly meaningless conversations. It was his duty, after all, to collect data regarding new species, especially in regards to behavior.
He was met with general laughter, a sound still rather jarring to hear without appropriate warning.
“Holy…crap,” Human-Lynn breathed, wiping a tear from her eye as she shook with laughter. “An alien…wants to know…about memes. I never thought I’d see the day.”
“Yeah,” Human-Megan affirmed. “They’re like…I don’t know…references to popular culture on Earth? They’re usually pretty stupid, and either considered hilarious or grounds to murder someone because they’re that stupid.”
“Grounds to…murder someone?!”
“Not literally, dude. We’ve discussed this. Not literally.”
“There’s a lot of memes,” Human-Lynn continued in her friend’s place. “Spongebob is a few…oh, there’s the dog in the burning house. You know, the ‘this is fine’ meme?”
“Yeah, and Moon-Moon, and 'you shall not pass’–”
“Screw you, I hate John Cena–”
“These are not the droids you’re looking for, that one’s a classic–”
“And then there’s some that aren’t really memes, they’re more like Tumblr legends. Like the science side of Tumblr, and John Green, and Superwholock. But Lynn and I like to use those in real life because we’re weird.”
The researcher nodded, a gesture he had it adopted from the humans he studied, although the concepts they were referring to were far beyond his understanding. Perhaps this was one of those cases where you had to simply let humans be humans, regardless of how strange it was.
“I believe I have heard of these…memes,” he mused after a moment. “So…what is Rickrolling?”
Immediately the grins dropped from the humans’ faces.
“We don’t talk about Rickrolling,” hissed Human-Megan. “We never–EVER–discuss–Rickrolling.”
the world: #taylorswiftisdead taylor: *deletes all of her previous social media posts causing mayhem* taylor: *announces an album causing mayhem* taylor: *goes number 1 on iTunes with her new single in less than an hour (35 minutes), breaking a record* taylor: *led sales of her single by 95% on iTunes, breaking a record* taylor: *breaks spotify record of most streams in one day with 3.8 million streams* taylor: *sold over 200k (PURE SALES WITHOUT STREAMING) of her single in 24 hours, expecting to sell over 500k in the first week which will be the highest selling first week single sale since “Hello” by Adele* taylor: *broke the 24 hour Vevo record for lyric videos with over 10 million MORE views than the previous record holder* taylor: *broke the 24 hour Vevo record for her actual music video beating adele’s previous record of 27.7 million views* taylor: *now holds the record for most views in 24 hours on a lyric video and a music video*
Dany had never looked upon the Usurper’s face, yet seldom a day had passed when she had not thought of him. His great shadow had lain across her since the hour of her birth, when she came forth amidst blood and storm into a world where she no longer had a place.
Seeing my mom get excited about Robin Wright playing a warrior woman in Wonder Woman, claiming “she’s a year older than me!”, was defo the highlight of my week. My mom is crazy fit and has always tried to hide her lack of confidence. For the first time, I saw her seeing herself in someone on screen, in a powerful and uplifting light.
This movie didn’t even have to try that hard to be groundbreaking, and yet here we are.
I love children’s books, but I get that not everyone does. That
said, I came across two August books in the mail pile that take a critical (and, yes, more grown-up) approach to kids lit. Was The Cat In The Hat
Black? by Philip Nel explores
at the hidden racism behind popular children’s books, and Wild Things by Bruce Handy provides context and analysis for
childhood classics like Little House on
the Prairie, The Giving Tree and Goodnight Moon.
If you ARE into picture books, Chelsea Marshall and Mary Dauterman just published a satirical one for adults called
What Are We Even Doing With Our Lives?
Had to include this interior image – because public radio and tote bags:
Images: Oxford University Press, Simon & Schuster, Dey Street Books.