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rrxnjun · 1 year ago

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this is yet again going to be a long one maybe but i'm not going to say sorry😎 AND I LOVE U FOR TEXTING ME!! and coming off anon just so i can add the screenie lmao so another liebestraum anon reveal

the first one i just screenshoted cuz what in the world about the cookies and cream‼️ and the second one is just so☹️ i just really love it spoke to me on a personal level☹️☹️

TO STAY ON BRAND LMAO no but fruity ice creams slap and not going to lie to u i dont like chocolate ice cream .-.

I LOVE FALL BUT IM SCARED OF SEPTEMBER SO IM CHILLING WITH SUMMER RN EVEN THOUGH ITS MY LEAST FAV SEASON ITS FALL WEATHER RN ANYWAYS HAHA and thank u thank u again ur fics kept me sane so couldn't have done it without u ily💘💖 I WILL NEVER STOP BEING SAPPY!!!

i finished reading it around 3-3:30 am lmao i looked at the clock at like one am and i jjst said okay one more part and i just kept doing that till i finished the fic💀 but it was worth it kept thinking about the whole day!! i went to the park with my neighbors and somehow we talked about learning to drive and the whole time my brain just went oh haechan of the fic oh it was amazing lmao

GOT A WHOLE SPREADSHEET READY FOR COUNTING I TOOK IT AS A SERIOUS MATTER!! and i can't believe i was right crazy i thought i definitely missed some THANK U FOR THE PRIZE I LOVE IT SO MUCH THAT SUNWOO PIC THO SCREAMING CRYING STILL !BEST PRIZE THANK U!

that happening irl some people have pretty interesting lives🫡 UR HAIR WONT GET MESSED UP IT WONT BE U DONT MANIFEST THE BAD VIBES DUDE!! i read hon and i just knew i had to mention it BUT I THOUGHT U USED IT INTENTIONALLY LMAO and can't argue with that it was deserved but can't let my man have false accusations going around even if he is crazy delusional and did what he did i have to protect his name🫡

OMG OMG WE GET A CSENKE REVEAL ON HERE AS WELL !!!! THE GROWTH !!!!!!! i was about to text u like hey girlie u forgot the anon button again but then i saw it was intentional and went :,)

i am with yn on this one cookies and cream needs to die like i HATE that flavor with a burning passion TT and the second one- ☹ see i wrote that for myself. u can see the jump from me being fine to being depressed to being fine again in that fic and HAHA and that part was just me reminding myself and assuring myself hhh i am glad it spoke to you <33

YOU DONT LIKE CJOCOLATE ICE CRWAM ???? BUT ITS A CLASSIC ???????!?!!! Our friendship might be ending right here and now ngl......

AAAH i get you !! especially since youre starting uni so it can get very scary but i promise u its gonna be all okay and exciting !! (Like if i ignore the homesickness and stress i felt last year, starting uni felt very new and exciting and i enjoyed it)). i cant wait for school to start ngl im so bored rn i need the routine 😭😭😭😭😭 also its so weird how this summer was summer for like.... a month....? and then it got cold again ??? like im not complaining since i like the colder weather but i didnt have a chance to go swimming this year so im ☹ and ily ily ily you keep me sane every day so im glad i was able to do the same

3??? AS IN THREEEEE AM ???? girl youre crazy no person should stay up so late to read my fic. but thats such an honor i- ☹☹ thank you <33 AHAHA i am glad u got reminded of my fic SHSJSJ but also same sometimes i drive and i get reminded of my own fic its crazy

A SPREADSHEET IM CRYING i kept a tally for each member. I lowkey forgot i mentioned them this much at the start i got surprised at seeing their names there 😭😭 but i am happy u enjoyed your prize ❤ special just for you

WE MANIFESTED WELL ALTHO NOT QUITE ENOUGH :((( i mean- it slipped out by itself THE PETNAME IS ROTTING MY BRAIN. its like sweetie? baby? babe? no. hon. why? my man uses it 🥰🥰🥰 also i cant believe u can still defend your man after all of that....unbelievable

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antiloreolympus · 4 years ago

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8 Anti LO Asks

1. I think a reason why Amphritrite isn’t treated as a nymph is because she married Poseidon before Olympus is the way it is now? I don’t know if this makes a lot of sense, but if she and Poseidon married after the war, we can assume that the systems and the society wasn’t the same as it is now. I think maybe somewhere along the lines there was a divide between nymphs and gods (at least in LO). I’m not trying to excuse anything or say that this is the reason why RS has written it this way, but it certainly is a much more interesting point rather than the “nothing but bc i said so” point RS has given so far. Compared to Demeters business which we don’t know much but so far we can see that for some things they are pretty old school? Like bookkeeping all the accounts and everything instead of doing them on a computer. There it seems that nymphs are treated pretty well (i’m guessing) so the divide between gods and nymphs in LO is not something that was always there but much rather something that was created some time later bc the brothers kept messing everything up and just got more selfish and egoistic. Also we know that Hera and Amphritrite are on good terms so a guess would be that they knew each other before or after the war. However an issue with this is that we don’t know much about Amphritrite. We’ve only seen her in what, 1 or 2 panels? We don’t actually know if the other gods like her bc she’s not mentioned at all. At one chapter Aphrodite says “ nymphs don’t take gods from us” or sth like that but the thing is a nymph already did. Unless the only nymph Hera likes is Amphritrite, or she just hates river nymphs and considers them lower class instead of every nymph. We know that Hera seems to like Echo and she gets along with Amphritrite, so maybe her issue is with river nymphs? Or these two nymphs just happen to be the only nymphs Hera actually likes. This is one of the hundreds of issues when it comes to RS and her writing

2. It’s gonna be real gross if in LO thetis’ punishment for having an affair with Zeus (one she did not have in mythology mind you!) is being forced into a loveless marriage with peleus. It is just an awful way to twist the mythology, esp in a rewriting the kidnapping myth so that Persephone isn’t forced into a sexually abusive marriage, but forcing Thetis into one as punishment? That’s disgusting. It’s basically making martial r*pe her punishment, and we’re supposed to be ok with it because Thetis is bad and Hera would arrange it? How is that ok? Sometimes messing with the mythology so badly like Rachel does makes the end product even worse than the ancient stories!

3. Zeus with a beard actually looks much more interesting and actually looks old, you know like he is supposed to be. In LO clean shaven Zeus looks like a guy in his early twenties waiting to become a famous artists

4. wait, did Rachel in comic call Hera, Hestia, and Demeter sisters then retcon it so they’re not related? Say sike. That’s so stupid if that’s true.

5. K but, I'm onto Rachel using a medicore musical, Mythic, as inspiration. Cuz like, I have never ever seen any verison of Hades and Persephone myth where Aprhodite kicks off their relationship besides LO and Mythic

6. rachel constantly doesnt put the basic iconography with the so-called gods. even hades lacks any save for the few times they include cerberus, but even then the lack of three heads undercuts it. its just a guy with a dog. ironically the only times we see the right icons are persephone having them? like she took demeter's scythe and sickle, and she took apollo's lyre too. it's very strange. iconography is one of the easiest ways to make them unique and tell them apart but LO refuses to do it.

7. Let me also add, Poseidon and amphitrite is just a better love story lmao. She had to be woo’ed into marrying him via Poseidon sending into a dolphin to convince her he’s a good match, so there you go with a slow burn romance and a man simping for her right off the bat and trying to impress her rather than forcing her into marriage. It’s about respect and genuine love. There’s no discount there unlike HxP or even Zeus and Hera. They also have no stories of them fighting and many of Poseidon’s stories of wrath are him defending amphitrite’s honor and standing up for her when people look down on her and undervalue her. Poseidon is the king of loving your wife! Not hades! Not by a long shot! It would fit in perfectly for what LO wants to do but doesn’t because it thinks a spoiled rich kid who only gets a slap on the wrist is more oppressed than a literal second class citizen. #releasetheamphitritecut

8. As a fellow reader, I was far more interested in Amphirite than Persephone. Her design is, if not the best - one of the prettiest ones in the comic. The lack of content of her disappoints me. Although, i think it's just a "me" thing, because I feel attached to secondary characters that sadly don't contribute anything to the story.

#anti lo #anti lore olympus #lo critical #lore olympus critical #anti lo art

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lumiereandcogsworth · 5 years ago

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i was tagged by @andybbernard thanks dude !

Answer the questions, then add your own!

1. who is your idol? i guess if this means who do i look up to, my parents and my brother. there aren’t really any celebrities that i like, look up to i don’t think

2. if you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go? ireland, greece, and iceland. i guess if just one, probably ireland

3. what decorates the walls of your room? in the posters category, we’ve got: batb 2017, friends, the office (x2), it’s always sunny, and svu. i also have HELLA photos of my friends and family

4. favorite color combination? hmm i like black & white. also blue & yellow?

5. what’s on the top of your bucket list? going to a lot of places, including the three in q2.

6. Height? 5’6

7. favorite animal? dogs for sure

8. what’s the last song you listened to? bullet proof by citizen way

9. how many/what kind of pets do you have? none :( would sure love a pup though

10. last movie you saw in theaters? downton abbey movie! and seeing it ch. 2 again in a few hours hehehe

11. comfort food or favorite food? okay well comfort food is pot stickers from this specific chinese place back home. favorite food is baked mac & cheese, which yes is also a comfort food

12. why did the chicken cross the road? obviously to get to the other side damn what kinda-

13. book you’re currently reading? sense and sensibility by jane austen, despite my lack of reading it

14. your favorite season and 3 things about it? fall !!! colorful trees !!!! sweaters !!!! HOT COCOA!!!!

15. you are about to get into a fight, what song comes on as your soundtrack? yikes idk probably like eye of the tiger or something in that arena

16. if you won the lottery tomorrow, what’s the first thing you’d buy for yourself? this is a TERRIBLE question to ask me i literally never buy anything besides food and movie tickets hhhhhhhh i guess i’d buy like. some fun batb merch or maybe some cool clothes i don’t know it’s all going in my savings leave me alone

17. what fictional world would you want to live in? probably beauty and the beast, assuming i’m in the staff and a member of The Gang™️ of course. even more ideally i’m like a noble or something and can hang out with adam and belle

18. if you had to learn a completely new language, what would it be? amharic!! spoken in ethiopia (and probably other places i would guess). my best friend is ethiopian and she always teaches me words and it would be so dope to just talk to her extended family

19. do you wear socks in bed? not anymore i used to every once in a while

20. if you could choose one celebrity or athlete to make out with who would it be? trevante rhodessss

21. if you could only watch one movie for the rest of your life what would it be? beauty and the beast 2017! my dearest love!

22. who’s your favorite player/celebrity and what’s your favorite thing about them? idk probably tom hiddleston. he’s just such a gentleman, a real good-hearted man. also he’s good looking. but mainly the heart thing

23. do you collect anything? i don’t really, it’s kinda lame. i sorta collect journals but i also try to restrain myself from buying them

24. what’s your favorite movie from 2019 so far? yikes close tie between yesterday and it ch. 2. i KNOW they’re vastly different. they invoke different emotions in me and different parts of me love either one. honorable mention to downton abbey movie cuz that slapped and also shazam !!! okay i’m done

25. what are three songs that describe you? multiplied by needtobreathe, dancing in the moonlight by king harvest, and something there from beauty and the beast 2017 (really that whole soundtrack but yeah)

26. what superpower would you have if you could have one? power to control time. like so i could pause time right after class and do the homework for it and then that way by the end of the day i’d have all the free time. also pausing time to write fic so i don’t stay up til 5am accidentally (again)

tagging: @swiftyhowlz @taurielofmirkwood @evee87 @ginnyweatherby

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5questions · 6 years ago

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Joselia Hughes

Joselia "Jo" Hughes is a Black 1.5-generation Cuban-Jamaican-Guyanese-American writer and artist from the Bronx. She lives with Sickle Cell Disease (HBSC) and ADHD.

Where did you find the 3rd grade poem? How did you decide to include it? What other collage or found art/poetry do you like?

The 3rd grade poem was from a collection of student works, Witch’s Brew, released by my grammar school, Horace Mann. I have two issues from 2nd and 3rd grades. Both of my works were quartered in the “Fantasy” section. There was another section called “Feelings” and, I think, The Sky more accurately suggests a feeling. Scratch that: it explicitly discusses a feeling. This misidentification by academic administration/curatorial staff (which doubles as a political demonstration) is telling. I think it explains a lot about the root confusion between what I have felt/feel to know as Experientially True versus what I’m told to know as The Truth. When considering the emotional and material lives of Black femmes, we must remember Black femmes have been historically disallowed, disavowed and dispossessed of creative virtuosity. Too often, we are strapped in the monolith of stereotyped caricature dictated by the manifested destiny written into commandments/constitution of misogynoir. Black femme virtuosity is reappropriated, regesticulated and worn like some earned bloody body wisdom by the Opps (Oppressive Forces). While I didn’t have those terms as a child, I experienced the consequences of misogynoir in conjunction with dis/ableism and classism, which aren’t separate entities but necessary vices that amplify asphyxiation. Is disabled Black femme loneliness only permissible when classified as fantasy? That shit don’t sit right in my spirit. I also used the poem because the title is Witch’s Brew and my zine, Heartbeats But No Air (HBNA), is a kind of exorcism. A few years ago, I pieced together that my maternal grandmother was a covertly practicing Bruja. With the widening reclamation of ancestral wisdom by BIPOC, in an effort to decolonize our existences, I was tapping into that tender tendon of wisdom.

Understanding my grandmother’s practice reminded me that she wanted to name me Darthula Verbena (daughter of God, enchanting and medicinal). I started referring to myself as DV, my pre-name, and inspected my childhood. That’s been a remarkable endeavor. I had to teach myself to play again. Through play, I learned how to feel. Learning feeling meant learning the qualitative and quantitative nature of the labyrinth of my thoughts. Once I learned some of the turns of the labyrinth, I could feel to know how to navigate the terrain without fear and engage in the rigorous study that’s always characterized my central self. Play is a code switch. I often think of code switching as a means to subvert/refigure power differentials. To hide in plain sight by retooling “seeing” to perception/sensing. How much are we perceiving/sensing? How often do we mean perception/sensing yet default to “sight”? Perception/Sensing adds dimensionality that isn’t always articulated with and through “sight” and “seeing”. Ralph Ellison’s identification of “lower frequencies” and J. Halberstam’s configurations of Low Theory do this work. I toy with these multiplicities in the zine. I work low to the ground which means I work close to my heartbeat, my central drum. I work meta; I go beyond. I like to sprinkle codes, tickle clues, tuck in questions, sew in wisdoms so I know what I’m doing, why I’m doing it, who I’m doing it for and to always remember the fun of FLiP (Feeling, Learning, iPlaying).

Some of the works/folks who’ve helped me FLiP are Dana Robinson’s meditative and piercing collages; Zulie’s mind bending, heart wrenching, time suspending zines; Nikki Wallschlaeger’s I HATE TELLING YOU HOW I REALLY FEEL; Seth Graham’s tattoo practice/paintings/unbounded love of outer space (they’ve done 3/4 of my tattoos); Amanda Glassman’s razor sharp poetry and encyclopedic curiosity; L’Rain's music has literally helped me scale the side of a mountain and carried me through hospitalizations; KT PE Benito’s multidisciplinary liberation praxis and collaborative friendship; Zoraida Ingles' holistic creative prowess (a conversation with her is why Heartbeats But No Air, as a title, exists); and Marcus Scott Williams’ writings/video/sculpture work that readily embraces the persistence of ephemera. This isn’t an exhaustive list—I have a solid library of books and papers and zines and tunes at my crib—but, genuinely, I’m inspired by everyone I’ve had the honor to encounter.

There are themes of love and race and beauty and culture and self-transformation in this book. Paired randomly, some pieces may not make as much common sense together, but as a whole, it feels powerful and cohesive. What was the structuring process like for this chapbook? Each zine is different, right?

It is one zine. I find it cool that you consider HBNA a chapbook made up of many zines. The word chapbook had never crossed my mind. I walked into the process with DIY zine logic and HBNA was printed using office photocopiers. I think the feeling of cohesion you mention is what happens when you witness a lot of parts of one person. In this case, you’re witnessing a lot of different parts of me, my thoughts, my actual labor. Whole is the goal ‘cuz people are whole. I am whole. I consider HBNA a single revolution of myself— one big twirl around a fire, a sun. I was in a very strange place. I’d alleviated, with the help of acupuncture and CBD products, a significant amount of the chronic pain I’d been experiencing since August 2014. I fell around love with someone and rose in love to myself (thanks Ms. Morrison and Ms. Stanford!). I was in an unfamiliar painless trance. I created and tinkered with all of those pieces during a very short period of time from Summer 2017 to Summer 2018. HBNA was originally named Girl Pickney (the prose pieces were written under that moniker) and before that NggrGrl (a nod to Dick Gregory). I wrote the poetry in an even shorter period of time—March to July 2018—and the poems are actually part of a full length collection that I wrote in those four months. I didn’t decide on the layout of the zine until I was with two friends formatting it for printing two days before I was going to read at The Strand and sell it. I kept all the pages, the puzzle pieces, in a folder. A lot of book structuring, for me, is based on emotional knowing—when to slap, when to pound, when to breathe, when to confuse, when to stun, when to anger, when to tell, when to soothe. All of my structuring decisions are fly about to get swatted dead but fast enuf to fly away first intuitive. If I’m channeling that intuition, I know I’m in running in the proper heat and lane.

You were in an MFA program at one point. How does this chapbook contrast with your style from before that program and during that program? Did that program have an effect on your writing? This doesn’t feel like the most MFA-y writing, which is why I ask, and which I mean as a compliment.

I’ve attended a few schools. I’ve completed fewer than I’ve attended. Until my late 20s, I was shy and desperate for people, those noun-verbs, to stay. This desire for people to stay meant I spent an inordinate about of time and energy relegating the difficult parts of myself to the margins of the margins and continually stepped into social/academic shoes that did not fit. HBNA was the first fitting of the bespoke shoes I can now emotionally afford to make. The first copies I sold had typos! I misspelled my own pre-name and that’s exactly what I needed to happen. It needed it to happen because I’m full of mistakes and yet! I try! I understand HBNA as a radical refutation of embarrassment. Depending on when you purchased a copy, you’ll see I used white-out to make a few corrections. No two zines are the same; only 80 copies exist. I’m printing 12 more copies (they’ve already been claimed) and then on to new pastures! The zine was printed in three different places (two offices I don’t work in and a local printing shop) and I was lugging around 800 individual sheets of paper that I stapled, numbered, indexed and decorated with stickers by myself…standing barefoot on the carpet of Staples in Co-Op City, listening to Ryo Fukui’s Early Summer on repeat until I finished and then I jetted to the Strand to read. HBNA was how I knew to embody my physical, emotional, intellectual, and spiritual labor. I’m a goofball with zany ideas, an indifference to external definitions of relevancy, sickled cells and a lot of chaotically grounding love. I write for myself first. Of the school lessons I did receive and learn, there weren’t many I didn’t later disassemble to rebuild, freak unfamiliar or completely misunderstand. J. Halberstam calls this “failing”. Rejigging failure has been such a gift to me. How wonderful! A failure AND still happening? Fuck yeah! I was a wildly uneven student whose knees buckled at mere thought of rigid academic authority. After years of shame and refusal, I can finally admit I am an autodidact. I intentionally get lost and navigate in and to the direction of my own senses. School didn’t teach me to write for myself and that’s who I always have to write for. If that’s selfish, so be it. I am my first audience. If I’m sus of me, then me and myself got foundational problems. I know my writing is non-institutional and that lack of institutional alignment and support, while scary as shit, pushes me to make and take risks to believe beyond the immediate demands/plans/remands of whatever external force I am facing. My writing is constantly colliding into A New I can’t predict. I’m fully committed to unfolding, unraveling, for curiosity’s sake.

What’s a typical day like for you?

My day to day life is as predictable as it is unpredictable. I am formally unemployed and have been for awhile. I live on very little cash and am kept afloat because my mom is a gem and hasn’t kicked me out. My days are 100% influenced by the weather and I spend a good portion of my time negotiating how to minimize the occurrence of vaso-occlusive crises and other complications from the disease I have, Sickle Cell. Between January 2018 and January 2019, I was hospitalized three times. Each hospitalization was about a week long and recovery took significantly longer.

Here’s a sketch of what I call a really great day: I wake up before 10. If the night’s sleep was especially restorative, I can comfortably rise at 8. Depending on how my body feels, depending on how much pain I’m enduring, how much fatigue is shrouding/clouding my faculties, I decide if I have the energy to take a shower. I do the bathroom routine, get a cup of orange juice and take my medications (Endari, sometimes Adderall, Folic Acid). I use the first hours of wakefulness to connect with loved ones via text-phonecalls-DMs and browse the internet for headlines-news-updates-new smiles. I wear my fits comfortable. I call comfort my uniform—upend normcore to body sensible—sweatpants/leggings, pullover, one earring (although I’m leaning to pairs again), handy dandy baseball cap and sneakers. I keep it simple. If the weather is aight—if it isn’t too cold or too hot and if precipitation is mostly at bay and air quality isn’t extremely poor—I go outside and get some living exercise. When able, I take extremely long walks. Once I walked over 50 miles in a week! It’s my preferred form of meditation. Walking/body movement grounds my ADHD symptoms more effectively than stimulants, strengthens my body for potential Sickle Cell episodes and satiates my unyielding need to feel connected to other people. I’m at my best when outside and happening. Illness can create an inescapable interiority. Inside reminds me of the hospital and my relationship with the hospital is, at best, fraught. Walking allows me to follow myself. I engage in peek-a-boo with babies, witness accidents, smile at strangers, duck the eyes of leering people and learn how to love differently too. I go to playgrounds and swing. I take photos and notes. If I’ve got a lil cash, I ride the subway for fun. I poke into shops, admire graffiti and other street signs. I have one woman dance parties on sidewalks. I rest on park benches and read. I pick up grub from hole in the wall spots—you know—I live my life and embrace as much as I can while centering kindness and gentle flow. The walks are my favorite part of my job, which I do not have. When I return home, I rest then get to crafting which I sometimes call spelling. Crafting/Spelling can be anything from adding to my I-Box, spitting verses from the abstract (poetry), spinning short stories, detailing journal entries, doodling, painting, knitting, researching & studying, dancing & stretching, bugging out on Twitter or reading. My bedroom is my studio so I work small yet widely. I intentionally provide myself with many targets so I can a) keep my thoughts and feelings flowing b) find the connections between all of my actions and c) mitigate the stress that sits in the heart of a lone project. I am a multifaceted, multifauceted being. Why not turn on all the taps?

The more long form prose pieces in here have the feel of nice punch-y flash fiction. Are you writing a fiction collection without poems and collage in it? I want to read that, too :)

Hahaha! You’re onto me! Yeah, I am writing another book of poems, a manifesto zine and a collection of fiction. I’ve been writing a collection of fiction since 2012. I had a lot of the difficultly writing the fiction because I was too attached to the title, the characters I conceived needed to grow up with me, and I experienced many years of unremitting and improperly managed mental and physical illness. I was holding onto and telling lies. The shame woven into those lies kept me silent and scared. All of that shit needed to get integrated or dropped. I couldn’t enter the prose/fiction I’m currently writing without learning how to survive myself and the world and bottom-belly-believe in survival too. I’m getting there— healing with primary, secondary and tertiary intentions. Won’t say much about the fiction pieces of than: ~15 stories, lyrically speculative fiction, capital B Black, disabled, and queerfemme parables of creation and destruction and maintenance. My website is in flux but I do readings and performances. Hit me up on Instagram , Twitter or email me at [email protected]. Might take a minute for me to respond because I’m thoughtful yet questionably organized. Now go play, ya’ll!

Unintentionally wrote a poem in the interview. I call it A.B.B in Lieu of A.B.C

beyond

fly, about to get swatted dead but fast enuf to fly away first,

always believe beyond

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