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Words of Wonder: Words for the Great Outdoors

So sick of dog motif what about cat motif.

I love you but we don't love the same. I can't be near you when you want me to be. Your love is smothering and your need to keep me safe is trapping me. I'm my own person but I don't know how to show you that. I lash out and hurt you even though I don't mean to. I need you to move slowly around me or I'll bolt. I love you, even though I don't say it. If you stay still I'll sit next to you, and even though we don't understand each other we can be together like that.

@aspengrown this is the rawest possible addition to this post thank you

and also:

cat love as in I am small and scared and all of my instincts and my experience and your vast power say you're a threat but I am choosing to trust in your kindness despite my fear. you could kill me with one hand but I know you won't.

cat love as in I can tell you are upset and I don't understand why so I will sit stiffly beside you and awkwardly provide the only reassurance I know how to give. I am uncomfortable with every single moment of this but it is what you would do for me.

cat love as in I am small and powerless but I will curl up back to back with you and stand guard while you sleep and I will mean it with every fiber of my being.

my cat Nepenthe was a former stray behavior case at risk of euthanasia because she kept mauling potential adopters. on her second week in my apartment--having already attacked me multiple times without provocation, I will add, I wasn't special, she needed genuine help--she slinked out of the bedroom yowling at me. when I went to check on her she kept walking back and forth until I followed her, where she insistently paced between my feet and her hidey-hole in the back of my dresser, increasingly distressed. about three seconds after she gave up and hid, an absolutely torrential rain front hit. she didn't understand yet that we couldn't get wet inside. she'd been trying to warn me.

she didn't know me yet, but she knew I hadn't yelled at her when she hurt me. she knew I hadn't tried to hurt her back. she didn't understand why she was attacking me; those episodes probably scared her more than me. she knew I "shared" food with her, and that I asked before touching her. and she went out of her way to bring me into her safe space, to protect her friend.

cat love as stiff hesitant uncertain acts of service that are devastating in their sincerity, as well.

I'm sorry, I had a response to add on, but now I'm crying over your cat. Oh my god.

I hate hate HATE all those 2edgy 4me theories about kids shows. Like Angelica dreaming up the rugrats, or the ed, edd, and eddy children being ghosts, or literally anything that takes a lighthearted and fun kids show and has to turn it into some tragic take of rape or murder or misinformed mental illness. So you know what? From now on I’m gonna do the exact opposite. Every cool grim-dark show is now because of a bunch of children. To get us started: Game of Thrones: A middle-school DnD campaign with the most angry, vindictive DM who has promised to kill everyone’s player characters (and their family) by the end.

The Walking Dead is actually a bunch of kids playing zombie apocalypse in their neighborhood and every time someone “dies,” it’s because their parents called them home for supper.

Breaking Bad is actually just a fanfic the students in Mr. White’s class write about him because no one has any idea what he does with his free time and the running jokes about it got wildly out of hand.

I absolutely love all of these takes

yes

No, sorry, I run a middle school D&D game. The DM is not the one killing the characters. They are actively trying to get each other killed while at the same time trying to achieve the most epic death of their own character. Except for the one kid who genuinely cares about story. Unfortunately he rolls a ridiculous number of nat 1s and so all of his characters die in the most stupid ways despite making otherwise good choices.

Sasuke vs itachi but sasuke uses forbidden jutsu… threatening to snitch

Yesterday was the first reading of the Treaty Principles Bill and it passed. It is one of the most disgusting pieces of legislation to ever be introduced, it is racist and another act of colonial violence.

Hana-Rawhiti Maipi-Clarke, is the youngest MP since 1853 in Aotearoa's parliament, she is from Te Pāti Māori (Māori party) and is the MP for the Hauraki-Waikato electorate. Know her name, she has faced so much discrimination and violence especially since campaigning and continues to lead with power. She ripped up this disgusting bill and started a haka. The House was suspended after.

This is what the haka is. This is why us Māori do it.

I am so glad we have an opposition with a proud young wahine Māori like her. That we have a whole opposition who STOOD up in solidarity with Māori or who joined in this haka, MPs from Labour, Green, and Te Pāti Māori joined in.

Other MPs were kicked out, a very senior politician here, Willie Jackson was kicked out for rightly so calling Seymour a liar. And this haka is being called inappropriate by the right. It is not. You can't call the haka inappropriate only when it has brown bodies doing it as an act against colonial violence.

Fuck Seymour and as Rawiri Waititi said, see you next Tuesday. Ake ake ake!

Look, if someone wants to buy me a suit of armour, I’ll test the hell out of it. But until then, here’s some theory!

As always, more content, tutorials, etc. over on Patreon

Okay okay NEXT pose ref group shoot: FULL ARMOR FOR EVERYONE

Falin..

Ok, to prove to my husband that this is more a European device than a U.S. device I am going to need more non-US people to reblog this.

Do not reblog for science. No science will be happening. Reblog to help me prove a point!

(If I am right I will show him this poll. If I am wrong he will never know this happened)

I met a girl when I was fresh out of high school in undergrad who frankly, annoyed me quite a bit, but I also had an inkling to continue to be compassionate to her given a few things about her life/background/family

I ran into her two years ago. Last week, her daughter turned 1. This girl, let’s called her “P”, is a really good example of why I never feel comfortable mocking trad wives

Her perfect trad husband, who was a shining young figure in the local religious community, volunteered in all sorts of groups, well loved in his workplace and everything else, beat her up at 1 month post-partum. I reached out to her after seeing her desperately asking for a stroller on a page, confused and slightly concerned knowing both of them came from wealthy backgrounds.

The reality for lots of tradwives living “perfect lives” is this: P was immediately ostracised. All the wealth of her husband and her family meant absolutely nothing if she wasn’t in favour and doing what she was told. Her child and her well-being didn’t matter. P, at 25 years old, was basically deemed an oopsie, and left on her own to figure out how to pay for herself, a baby, find housing, and every other task you can think of.

Having known many of these women (and supported many of these women), another factor most people don’t consider is this: they are intentionally raised to be helpless. When I immediately offered my support to P, she really needed it. This young woman needed to be guided through how to apply for government assistance, how to weigh up rentals and apply for them, how to apply for jobs, how to sign up for childcare. How to sign up for your own power and internet, and how to connect them.

It wasn’t that she was “stupid”, or incapable, or spoiled. While it looks like they’re being sheltered, in reality, these women are practically being held hostage. Sure, they might be allowed to learn things that are expected of them (see: basic cooking, baking, cleaning, child rearing, women’s bible studies, hosting, and so forth) but they are heavily controlled from family life into marriage life, and they are never given the opportunity or the reality of what many of us would consider basic adult tasks.

She’s doing okay now. Her daughter turned 1, is happy and healthy. They live frugally, but they have a roof over their heads and the essentials. I often babysit for her so she can attend counselling, or go to a woman’s support group. She is painfully aware that she has so much to learn about how to live as an adult.

I don’t envy tradwives, but I don’t find any joy in mocking them either. Even when they live the most picturesque lives, they’re also practically living a real life Jenga game. If (and often, when) it comes tumbling down, they’re screwed too, and they often have 0 skills to help themselves or find community (that again, isn’t carefully curated).

I have yet to listen to this podcast episode, but I’ve been recommended it on the topic, and a friend said it really helped shift her thinking about this topic from pure disdain and hatred for these women to understanding the complexities a bit more.

Important:

I think that as this has spread further than I intended, a few people may have missed the original point.

I am not saying that you have to become best friends with tradwives and former tradwives, break bread with them, hype them up and everything they do. I am not saying you have to ignore problematic beliefs they have have held or shared during their time as a tradwife, or that you have to forgive and be super comfortable with them.

What I am saying is that when a tradwife either a) leaves that life or b) shares information from her life that normally would be suppressed, mocking her serves no purpose. If one of these women share that they got beat for burning potatoes slightly, or were given a strict $100 allowance a week to do shopping and not allowed a bank account, or had 5 children back to back and were not allowed pain relief or medical support, I don’t enjoy it when people say things like “what did she expect” “that’s what she gets” “fuck around and find out lol” (such as happened when the ballerina farm article came out)

This just pushes them back towards their cult, or if they were considering leaving, will squash that really quick!

So I had a vision lol

people who find it easy to do things have no idea how hard it is to do things

just overheard my wife spelling something on the phone and i shit you not saying the words “E as in Eeyore” i am on my hands and knees wailing screaming crying pleading and begging people to learn the NATO phonetic alphabet

like the reason this exists is because none of the words sound like each other, which means that even with a terrible signal both parties should be able to clearly understand the words being spelled

i am dead serious that i believe this should be taught in school

jessica cruz is the most relatable green lantern to ever exist don’t even play,, i mean

new variant on “your boos mean nothing; I’ve seen what makes you cheer”

"Your thirst means nothing; I've seen what makes you horny."

Bane: *Kicks down the door of the room for a villain meeting*

Bane, rubbing his temples: Puta... Madre

Bane: WHICH ONE OF YOU IDIOTS DID IT?!!!

Roman, the organizer of the meeting: You're paying for that door

Bane: Sure Black Mask, do you prefer cash, credit or a broken back?

Roman: I mean... Maybe a drink or a coffee-

Bane: Never gonna happen, Roman

Roman: Worth a shot... Anyway, ladies, gentlemen, respectable delinquents outside of the binary and clown bitch of crime-

Ivy: He's not here

Roman:

Roman: Not that I'm complaining, but did he say anything?

Larry: Something about hiding in a bunker nobody could ever find and Nightwing

Roman: That checks out-

Roman: Okay, no more interruptions or tangents, please, we all got that message the bat sent us, someone here kidnapped the boy wonder, he gave us 48 hours to send him back unharmed before he and the other bats go hunting us all one by one, and considering how angry he sounded I would rather we follow those terms

Literally everyone: Agreed

Grace Balin: My money's on the absentee

Eddie: Joker might be an arrogant, self-centered, overrated, boring bitch who is full of himself to a comical degree, which is probably the only thing ever to be funny about him, but I don't think he's going to try anything like this without certainty of being able to get diplomatic immunity again

Harvey: I wonder how much of that sentence would you have said if he was here

Eddie: And you'll die without finding out since he's not

Grace: Okay, everyone shut the fuck up, we know what to do for a scenario like this

Roman: Yes, since most of us here are capable of doing something like this without thinking, incapable of admitting someone else beat us to it and obviously unwilling to straight up admit it, because of our not inexistent hubris, our egos and our fear of consequence respectively, we're all to act like we could've done it and have this be our main scheme of the week, we abstain from pulling heists or other big crime shenanigans for the time stated by the bat and whomever did it will send the sword loving brat in the right time, understood

Everyone, reluctantly: FINE...

An hour later at the batcave

Babs: So, I'm guessing Missing Bird Protocol worked?

Waylon: Oh you should've seen their faces, if Basil wore pants he would've definitely needed to change

Jason: TMI, Waylon, TMI

Ivy: So yeah, you should have two days off, those idiots aren't gonna do anything

Steph: I told you it would work again Tim, pay up

Tim, pulling twenty bucks from his pocket: I hate you

Harley: How's Dami doing?

Dick: Great, he and Jon are having a sleepover in Smallville

Harley: Sweet!

Babs: Dick, did you make sure he took no Kryptonite with him?

Dick: Yeah, in exchange for letting him take his sword

Dick: So, everyone ready for movie night?