I liked this post, scrolled for like another minute before I went “SHIT FUCK SHIT” and scrolled back to reblog it
I always reblog this one when I see it on my dash. When someone posts their own art, writing, or music here they are really hoping you will share it.
When it comes to demigods as they were in like ancient Greek and Norse mythologies - half-human and half-mortal, almost always having some god for a father, and the human mother can count herself lucky if she even has a name, and perhaps some brief sad story of how she died. Always a story of what happened to her, not one about what she did. No agency.
Now, consider: A story with a pantheon of gods of some sort, and a tale of a demigod of ambiguous origin. And "ambiguous" here meaning that they know exactly who the demigod's mother is, she's a human woman who walked up to the realm of the gods, very obviously and heavily pregnant, beating pots and pans together going "WHAT'S UP YOU DIVINE FUCKS, ONE OF Y'ALL OWES ME CHILD SUPPORT", and refused to leave. They cannot make her leave before verifying that her child is, indeed, a demigod. And her claim turns out to be true. The mystery is the father.
This human woman is rude, abrasive, insolent and does not seem to have any sort of fear or respect for anyone or anything. None of the gods are willing to admit to having fucked her. Goddesses who would otherwise go for jealous revenge do not dare to go near her - partially out of a reluctance to embarrass their husbands by implying that they would have screwed this woman, and partially out of their fear of being severely insulted and ridiculed by her. Her child, who now wanders around the realms of the gods largely unsupervised, is unquestionably divine in origin, but doesn't seem to show any distinct features that'd be easy to connect to any of the gods.
While having the standard demigod's slightly-better-than-mortal strength, speed, healing and other such qualities, this half-human child simply does not seem to have any particular divine gifts. Their most distinct, unnaturally potent and overpowering feature is their sheer unflinching bold audacity, clearly inherited from the mother.
You always got strange looks whenever you fed the neighborhood ravens. “I give them food, they give me company,” you’d say. One day, a raven excitedly comes up to you and whispers, “A neighbor plots against you, my lord.”
You blink. A raven just spoke to you. Or maybe now you suddenly understand ravens? Oh. You’re dreaming, that must be it. Okay.
“I see. What is the nature of the plot?”
The raven, ruffles his feathers in agitation.
“He spoke of leading the cursed HOA to thine door, my lord.” It pauses, then adds, in a more hesitant tone: “Though I am but a raven, so I am unsure what that is, other than a hostile flock. We heard you speak of them in utter disdain oft, and so we dared speak. My Lord.”
“Fucking Brent. Thank you for bringing this to me,…” er, what do you call- Fuck it, you’re dreaming, remember? “My good raven, although you need not have bothered. Mr Jones will get her comeuppance.”
The raven looks somewhat crestfallen. Your heart melts a little. You sip your coffee to buy time. Your hair stands on end as you realize something.
You’re not dreaming. You can’t smell things in creams, and the coffee you were sipping before this malarkey started is tickling your nose with its pleasant aroma. Well, fine. How?
You look at the raven and try to look cool.
“I am pleased by your care, though. You need not hesitate to speak to me. Come, let us speak of lighter things, to pass the time. How did it came that you specifically were chosen to speak?”
The raven’s eyes shine, and it croaks excitedly.
“I have studied the heraldry of your house since forever! It’s so cool to have a real Fae in the neighbour- ugm. I mean, I mean,” it ruffles anxiously. “Forgive my strange speech, Lord, I am but an simple-”
“Raven, yeah. It’s fine,” you interrupt. “What’s this about me being a Fae lord?”
Aliens have captured you, and placed you in one of their nature preserves. However, they have sorely miscalculated on two issues: The amount of calories needed to keep a persistence predator sated, and the lethality/brutality of a hangry human.
first alien scientist in hover car: i don’t understand, all these creatures thrived together in the original environment, why is it eating them to extinction here?
second alien scientist: maybe we should add more crayfish? it ate the whole population in one sitting, that was kind of a surprise.
me, without looking up from scraping a caribou hide: i can hear you, assholes.
alien scientists: (staring)
me: yeah, i learned your language. you keep sitting there talking about me like i can’t hear you, that’s gonna happen.
first scientist: fascinating. we knew you were arguably sentient, but… (making notes)
second scientist: why are you eating everything? your food requirement in your home environment was less than half this.
me: i didn’t have to catch it myself, you idiots! you yoinked me out of the middle of a camping trip! i bought all that food at a store! i bought my CLOTHES at a store. i bought my BEDDING at a store. I DID NOT HAVE TO KILL MY OWN TENT.
me, finally looking up, shaking a flint knife at them: what the hell kind of scientists could go to earth and not notice the dominant species lives in cities? did you just swoop by in a hurry and grab everything out of the park without looking?
scientists: (silence)
me: … oh my god.
scientists: we’re grad students.
I need this as a film.
The aliens submit their research on the human species, and their captive human (having learned to read their language because students cannot keep paperwork in order) Submits their own counter-critique of their study from having lived it.
The human subject is also granted a degree. It is not honorary.
Can everyone who reads this PLEASE reblog it?!?!? Libraries literally saved my life as a child!
Being abused at home, bullied at school and lost in the world, the library and all the books I could escape to the most amazing worlds, kept me alive!
I would walk to the library, and spend all day, from 10 am to 9 pm reading there!! I got special awards for how many books I read, I wrote little blurbs on why i loved the books (probably why I love to BETA and do ARCs)
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE Just hit the green arrows and the reblog!!!
As a 50 year old woman, the library offers me so much. Digital art pads to borrow, 3D printing, book clubs that are face to face (yeah, the introvert likes face to face because a moderator will stomp on anyone getting snarky)
New books in LARGE PRINT! I’m visually challenged and as much as I love my kindle, The feel of a real book in my hands will always be a beloved feeling!
Our library also has quarterly books sales of almost free books!! For 5$USD we get in a day early and can buy as many as we want. Anyone else has to wait and there is a limit for the first 2 days.
Also many, many libraries have inter library loan(it may be called something different). This means if they don’t have the item you want, they can get it for you. This may include photocopy/pdf of articles. This can also include along with books and DVDs, microfilm/fiche which is also a huge resource. Check around for libraries that are listed as depositories if you want to look at government documents.
Remember that many colleges and universities have open stacks for the public. You will likely have to pay a membership fee but you will get to stuff.
I love the library ☺
The library was one of my favorite places to go as a kid and I still live to go and just. Sit and read. Or do homework. The university I’m at has a massive 8-story one I love to just wonder around in~ Great places
Libraries are amazing places, we need to protect them to ensure their continued existence.
I used to wander about the fiction section in my local library, and choose books with the most interesting titles - I discovered two amazing authors that way
If you feel disconnected from your local community & want to find ways to get involved, seriously consider spending some time at the library. Go to some events! Organize a reading group!
Support your libraries!
Read banned books!
People who don’t learn can be more easily controlled and told what to think!
Echoing @mathcat345, if your school has banned a book, your library will likely have it. Read it. Fuck censorship.
I miss the library so much. I used to go in there every week during grade school, but ever since I moved, even if the library is actually closer now than it was before, I wasn’t allowed to go anywhere, even a few blocks down where the library was.
I’m in college now and I spend most of my days studying in the campus library, but it’s not the same. You can tell it’s not the same. There’s not this sort of humbleness to it like there are in public libraries. I miss borrowing books every week and having to renew them because I wanted to read them again or having time to even read for fun.
Now I have my own big bookshelf at home, filled with dozens of books, but something about the books in the library feels so much more loved. You can tell when one book’s been read a few hundred times by the feel of the pages. You don’t get that feeling in a Barnes and Nobles. (Which is sort of the point, I know, but here me out here) Library books, the physical state of them especially, tell a whole second story to the one you’re reading already.
remembering that these feral little shits are completely unsupervised so they would do so much stupid shit.
like bite a wild animal cause it bit your brother
I always feel so weird when I see companies making mega expensive “punk” and “goth” clothes. I used to know this other person who kept on wanting to get into the goth scene, and another one of my friends literally was so willing to help her and get her started out with like music recs and clothing tips and she’d constantly tell us. “Oh, but dressing goth isn’t accessible for me. I don’t have the money.”
Which y’know makes sense, not everybody has the money to drop on getting goth clothes. Especially when your priorities are literally keeping a roof over your head and paying bills. We’re all from working class families here. But then we just kind of realised she was referring to the shit you’d find on like… Killstar or Dollskill and everything made a lot more sense. It’s been making me think. Ever since alternative subcultures such as goth, such as punk, even grunge tbf have made their way into mainstream fashion trends on the internet it’s made people believe that the only way you’re able to get clothes to “dress the part” is to fork out shite tonnes of money to these ridiculously overpriced online clothing stores. (You don’t even have to dress goth for example to be goth because it’s a music based subculture but that’s a whole other thing.)
The way trends are today with this whole, “aesthetic” thing along with the consumerist HELL that is fast fashion sparks a wave people just buying swathes of overpriced clothing to hop onto a clothing trend that is actually ripped from a subculture they don’t really understand? Like part of the whole core of these subcultures is that we are anti-consumerist and anti-capitalist. You are a fucking joke.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not talking negatively about people who truly want to get into these subcultures. There is nothing wrong with that at all, of course there isn’t. I’m talking about people who will see a fashion trend and just hop onto it and really have no idea what they’re doing. (This is part of the reason why I believe it’s unlikely we’ll ever have a new subculture as big as previous ones ever again because of just how everything is a trend now.)
Fashion that has been born from these subcultures has always been DIY. Making your own battle jackets, thrifting pieces of clothing and tweaking them to be how you want. Like… I don’t know about you babes but I don’t think goths in the 80’s were getting their clothes from fucking Hot Topic.
The fact that companies are now and have been making ridiculously priced pieces of clothing to capitalise off of: 1.) People who want to hop on trends because they don’t want to make the clothes they just want the style now, and 2.) People who want to genuinely get into subcultures such as punk and goth but may be misguided as to where to get clothing just makes me so fucking mad because it makes getting into the fashion within these subcultures seem inaccessible and consumerist-ridden when they’re absolutely not meant to be.
While there are definitely brands that HAVE done some really not amazing things (cough, Dolls Kill, cough.) It’s not really down to wether a brand has done something bad or not. Personally for me, and I imagine for a lot of other goths/punks it’s just that buying from these bigger brands just furthers big companies profiting off of people within these kinds of subcultures where DIY and just general anti-establishment/consumerism is very much at it’s core.
That being said there is nothing stopping you from getting demonias if you want demonias. If you’re making an outfit and want them to go with it because of the way they look and you’re going to get good wear out of them, thats great. Like I am literally just a person on the internet, please don’t let me stop you from making the outfits you want to make. You could even buy them second hand if you wanted to.
The main point of my original post was just to say that there’s a misconception, especially amongst people who want to get into these subcultures, that they have to drop loads of cash on these “alternative designer brands” to get a look which actually ironically was born from second hand clothes and DIY. Like you don’t have to buy super expensive boots to get some cool boots. You can find some boots second hand, customise them and then you have something that is not only cheaper but you also made it yourself, you have something you did and you can be proud of and that’s also part of the fun. :)
