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I keep seeing sinking ship links to other social medias and I just want u to know that if this place burns down I can be found Nowhere. I will at last be Free. Look for me in the Drift.

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So Edward has multiple medical degrees but has to skip the blood lesson in biology class?

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i finished my “my body is home” series! all are made out of acrylic yarn and feature a different pride flag. i’m so proud of them all. find me on etsy and instagram to see more of my art!!

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hello makeup wearing friends. i am looking for a product i can use to revive some dried-out mascaras. preferably that i can buy at a drugstore or grocery store or something. thank u!!

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Hey everyone, I know it's going to be a busy day for a lot of people, but Google enrolled everyone over 18 into their AI program automatically.

If you have a google account, first go to gemini.google.com/extensions and turn everything off.

Then you need to go to myactivity.google.com/product/gemini and turn off all Gemini activity tracking. You do have to do them in that order to make sure it works.

Honestly, I'm not sure how long this will last, but this should keep Gemini off your projects for a bit.

I saw this over on bluesky and figured it would be good to spread on here. It only takes a few minutes to do.

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Bella Swan should've questioned her choice to become a vampire in Eclipse

on the surface, yes, this is the I Was Born to Be a Vampire saga. yet here we are, book 3, standing at the precipice with Bella as she makes The Choice one final time. beyond the war with Victoria, Edward and Jacob externalize the fight Bella is having with herself: the choice between humanity and vampirism. literally and metaphorically, it's do-or-die o' clock for Bella. time to choose.

Bella is an avoidant, unreliable narrator, so she doesn't really engage in that question. cool. we love a Holden Caufield. however, the downfall of this book (& consequently, the series), is that the author is also unwilling to seriously engage these questions meaningfully.

character development largely happens off-screen. the asking, digging, and answering of pivotal questions are not shown to the reader. as a result, the emotional beats feel off & hollow.

look to Bella as an example. in chapter 12, her upcoming graduation (a milestone she previously cared nothing about) has her realizing she isn't ready to become a vampire. she never thought about the prospect of saying goodbye until now. she's about to leave everything. she's scared.

great! what an excellent time in the series to weigh her options. what would it mean to be a vampire and leave your life behind? what would it mean to remain human and navigate a relationship with your vampire bf? why is humanity so wonderful? what are the drawbacks of vampirism? what makes vampirism worth it?

listen: it Does Not Matter that Bella "always wanted to be a vampire." questioning her choice is necessary. why? having her think through this decision ultimately emphasizes her reasons for choosing vampirism. it gives her choice more weight, & in turn, strengthens all the themes we see up until this point. it solidifies the series' message.

but we never see her come back to this question. we never see her grapple with what eternal life would mean, or what it would mean to choose humanity. we never see her voice her concerns to any other character (until after the battle).

suddenly, in chapter 20, she realizes she is ready. but we don't get to see that change of heart. after all the desire she expressed to be a vampire, & the drama of the stomach-sinking flash of doubt in the eleventh hour, it's the "guilt and anguish" she felt watching the Cullens and wolves practice that makes her "ready." it's the fact that she's "a liability" and desires to "be partners" with Edward. (implying she's not now? girl, yikes)

in the critical moment of her most consequential choice, her decision boils down to feelings of guilt, anguish, & inadequacy, told to us after the fact. these feelings seem to be a byproduct of love...but notably, there is no mention of love factoring into her decision.

does a reader need to know every thought a character has? no. but when the climax of a series' arc revolves around a character making a very personal choice, one would expect to see more discussion on the pros/cons of becoming a vamp vs staying human. for me, the rigid focus on plot at the expense of character development was Eclipse's biggest downfall, and a contributing factor to why Breaking Dawn also feels as hollow as it does.

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i finished my “my body is home” series! all are made out of acrylic yarn and feature a different pride flag. i’m so proud of them all. find me on etsy and instagram to see more of my art!!

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father’s son

on quil & his father, his friends, his pack, his family. his home.

Quil’s mother was a doctor, requiring her to work long, odd hours. As such, his father became a stay-at-home dad. Him and his son did everything together, they went on hikes, read, took care of the house, and did art projects together. Quil Sr. often went fishing with his friends Harry, Charlie, and Billy, who often brought their own kids along. Sometimes all the kids would join in fishing (not that they were any good - being that quiet that long was a lot to ask of so many kids.) Most of the time, they would play on the edge of the water while their fathers fished.

This is where and how Quil became best friends with Jacob Black. They sat on the bank throwing mud at each other, chased each other through the water, and got very good at convincing the others to join them in a game of hide and seek or tag. It was easy to have fun at the lake, especially when surrounded by those you love.

On particularly sunny days, when everyone else had to work or go to school, Quil Sr. would take his son to the lake alone. It was easy to spend a whole day out by the water with fishing poles; a picnic basket packed with sandwiches, salads, chips, and candy; and each other. He wanted Quil to do well in school, so while waiting for the fish to bite or scarfing down the food, he would quiz Quil on state capitals, multiplication tables, spelling, anything he could think of. Secretly, these were Quil Sr.’s favorite days. Quil Jr. wouldn’t tell anyone, but they were his favorite too. 

And then came the storm that changed everything. Quil Sr. had always stressed the importance of helping, of being there for others, of supporting your community. And that’s exactly what he was doing, trying to get food and water to an elder that had lost power. Only he never came home. Quil had stayed behind with his mother, helping her lock down the house. He kept waiting for the door to open, to hear his father’s boots on the porch, to hear him call out a greeting, offer a kiss to Joy and a new story for Quil. Instead, the phone rang.

He was only 12, but he had to grow up fast after that. Their neighbors offered food, company, anything the family needed. They had all faced loss before, and knew no one should go through it alone. Old Quil came by all the time to help watch and raise his grandson, and Quil learned from him now. He did his best to support his mother in the best way a 12 year old son could do. He kept the house clean and learned to cook on nights she was too tired to. His friends took him in with no hesitation when she worked long shifts, and his grandfather was too tired. He kept himself busy with homework and hobbies when there was no work to be done. Through it all, his friend and their community were his backbone.

It was only a matter of time until he joined the pack. He watched his friends, one by one, change and he didn’t know why. His father had explained to him the stories; the legends he knew could only be myths. Old Quil had tried to explain it further, but Quil just couldn’t believe what he had always thought was only fantasy. It didn’t make sense; it wasn’t logical. Except that parts of it that did make sense, and he knew it was time for him to follow the path that had been laid out for him, joining the pack that would always be his. His pack, his community. His family.

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vampire drinking cold bagged blood alone in their pitch-black apartment and crying

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“I know the consequences of this choice you’re making. I’ve lived through it, and to let you suffer that… You believe I have a soul. I don’t. But to risk yours, just for the sake of never having to lose you… It’s the most selfish thing I’ll ever do.”

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my most toxic trait is i fucking love work gossip. i play neutral not to be the bigger person or take the high road but to hear slander and hearsay from every side. two coworkers complained about each other to me in the same afternoon and i nearly blacked out from the rush

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Mossy road