#ITS ABOUT WHAT IS ~CORRECT~ AND PRESENTING IT IN WAYS THAT ARE ACCESSIBLE TO EVERYONE

[blackcrowing]

Another thing I would note based on my experience is that when the Other puts a person into a position of teaching its for their own benefit not to better humanity. The idea isn't that you are acting to help humans evolve into better humans or achieve some higher conciousness but to help Themselves regain some of their lost respect and position. And those two goals are antithetical.

-Morgan Daimler

[mossangelll]

Work-Life Balance 🖥️

toxic!homelander x reader

[what happens when homelander develops a crush on his personal assistant only to find out that his feelings aren’t reciprocated?]

word count: 5k

cw: slight yandere, toxic behaviour, inappropriate work relationship, s*xual harassment, workplace harassment, homophobia, lesbophobia, threats of violence, implied violence, reader is fem, might be typos/grammar mistakes (hasn’t been proofread)

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“All-American Superheroes, born and bred in the land of the free and working to protect the interests of god fearing patriots like you across the country!”

Yeah right.

You internally roll your eyes as you look away from the giant screen in the foyer that blasted this propaganda day and night, scanning your access badge and going up the elevator with your tray of coffees.

Working at Vought quickly shattered any illusions you had about supes in record time; just like any other person, you had grown up hearing about how brave and kind these heroes were to protect us regular folk.

Supes, despite everything you thought you knew from childhood, aren’t good people - who could’ve guessed that unchecked powers would turn people into entitled monsters?

It’s bad enough when your higher ups expect you to cater to their every whim without so much as a please or thank you, it’s even worse when said higher up has the power to squash you like a bug as easily as breathing - and they don’t mind getting their shoes dirty.

You check your watch and find yourself worrying your lip between your teeth. Can’t be too late or you won’t hear the end of it. Thankfully even though Ashley is an annoyance she can’t just kill you and make it seem like nothing ever happened.

God, it’s not even normal to be thinking like this. Maybe quitting wouldn’t be the worst idea, huh?

Ding!

The doors open and you bolt out as quickly as you can, not wanting to face Ashley’s wrath or risk her breaking down about her hair loss again, it’s not even 8am yet an-

You collide with what feels like a brick wall. It might as well be with the way you stop dead in your tracks from the sheer force and the recoil causes the hot coffee to spill all over your surroundings.

You look up to see what the obstacle was, probably an intern gawking at some random supe in the hallway.

It’s The Homelander. Tall and statuesque, just his mere presence demands respect and you’ve covered him in hot coffee.

Oh god, please let this be some horrible nightmare you’ll wake up from any minute now.

“You sure know how to make an entrance! Maybe try not to ruin the suit next time though, yeah?” His blue eyes twitch and you can see his sharp canines make an entrance in his plastic smile.

Your mouth gapes open like a fish and despite all the thoughts racing through your head, no words make it out of your mouth. Get it together! Still, your knees threaten to buckle from panic as you decide the correct course of action that won’t get you maimed or worse.

“Are you listening to me, uh, Y/N?” He squints at your name badge before saying your name with a slight edge, all for show of course considering his eyesight must be, well, superhuman.

This has its intended affect as it jolts you back to the present. “Oh my god, Homelander! I am so sorry about this - I wasn’t paying attention and it’s all my fault,” You place the tray to the floor and immediately begin working on dabbing up the coffee stains that ruined his suit with spare napkins, “I’ll even pay for the damage, they could just take it out my pay check?”

“The suit costs more than you make in a year.” The blood drains from your face and your hands falter in their movements before he flashes a grin, “I’m joking! Smart girl like you knows what a joke is surely.”

You let out a weak laugh.

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Ever since you bumped into him it feels like no matter where you go, Homelander is always there. His gaze conveniently catches yours as you greet colleagues, his eyes soon turning sharp as he barks orders to whoever you were talking to. Sometimes they even get transferred to other departments and even if it seems far fetched a part of you wonders if it’s his doing.

Every assignment you’re put on seems to involve him in some capacity and it would be ok if he wasn’t trying to talk to you constantly. It got to the point that even other people noticed and started to distance themselves from you, not that it seemed to bother Homelander.

Once again you find yourself stood in front of Ashley’s desk, placing down her lunch order and handing over the meeting briefings she asked for yesterday.

“Ok, well if that’s everything I’ll be off!”

God, you hate working corporate. Having to smile so wide it hurts your cheeks when all you want to do is just sit down for once.

You turn on your heels but stop right before the door as you hear Ashley cough. Subtle.

Shoulders deflating, you prepare yourself mentally and turn back around with another diabetes-inducing smile to find the red-head clasping and unclasping her hands before taking a rushed sip of her coffee.

“Shit, that’s hot.” She mumbles under her breath, hand covering her mouth before she clears her throat again and sits up straighter. Sure, she can have her moments but it’s times like these when you realise that maybe she’s just like you: tired, overworked, run ragged - if the bald spot and deep eye bags are anything to go off.

Ashley steadies her breath and her eyes dart all over the room and you can’t help but think that even this is over the top for her, “You’re going to be over the moon when I tell you that the Homelander wants you as his new personal assistant! Of course, you will still technically be under me.”

You jump in surprise when you hear his name mentioned and try to argue against it, that you only want to work for Ashley but she wasn’t hearing any of it.

“But why?! There’s a ton more knowledgeable employees out there that would be better suited for him!” You throw your hands up in exasperation as Ashley pauses, suddenly unable to look you in the eyes.

“Y/N do you like having a job or what?! Now I’ve sent some documents to your email; print them out and give them to him.”

You feel lightheaded as the elevator travels higher up than you’ve ever been before, all the way to Homelander’s penthouse.

A part of you wondered why you couldn’t just hand them to him The Seven’s meeting room but you quickly dismiss the thought. You aren’t getting paid enough to question your bosses frankly inconvenient choices constantly.

Thinking you know better than these supes was a quick way to end up in an “unfortunate workplace accident”. You shivered to think of all the poor souls that didn’t know their place.

The elevator stops and you know that any second now you’ll be entering uncharted territory. You heard about his notorious attitude, worse than some of the supes you’ve encountered so far and they’ve been bad. You just hope you make it out alive and he decides he no longer wants anything to do with you.

Calm down, all you have to do is smile, hand him the documents and then you can be on your way, easy.

The doors open and you’re surprised when you see that the Homelander is stood right by the entrance, hands clasped in front of him with a fake smile you could spot from a mile away.

“Oh! H-homelander! I wasn’t expecting you to be so…close?” You grimace but quickly smooth over your expression, shuffling around his body and walking over to the coffee table.

You can’t help but gawk at the impressive room in front of you. You knew they would be spoiling the guy but damn, this is next level.

You can hear his heavy steps trailing behind you, feel his overwhelming presence invade your space before his voice booms throughout the room.

“Thought I’d give my favourite PA a warm welcome!” He brings his arms out to his sides, smile somehow managing to become wider than it was before.

You nod in agreement, not wanting to get on his bad side so quickly into the new job. “Uh, yeah, thank you. These are the papers Ashley said you needed so. If that’s all I’ll be going.”

His smile drops ever so slightly and if you too weren’t so used to putting up facades you wouldn’t have even caught it. He nods and waves his hand to excuse you and you walk as quickly as you can to your escape without seeming scared.

You enter the elevator, eyes glued to the floor, as Homelander calls out to you without warning, “By the way, your ass looks great in those pencil skirts - keep up the great work.”

Your eyes snap up to the mirror in the elevator just in time to lock eyes with his blue ones, a wolffish grin on his face right before the doors shut behind you.

You stand stock-still, staring at your own horrified reflection until you got off at your floor.

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It could’ve been worse, you tell yourself, he could’ve actually hurt you. But he didn’t, not really.

It’s been months since that incident and you still haven’t found the courage to wear a skirt since. You could tell it made him unhappy and the first day you showed up to work in trousers he had the gall to tsk in your face but at least he didn’t say anything.

However, you did notice that now his eyes strayed down to your lower body more often, lingering there for longer than usual. His eyes both seemingly laser focused and unfocused at the same time, bottom lip caught between his teeth.

You didn’t know exactly why but it made you feel like crawling out of your own skin and hiding far, far away from Vought headquarters.

Working under Homelander was difficult to say the least and not because of the horror stories you’d heard whispered in toilet cubicles or written on soon discarded notes in the staff room. He wasn’t violent with you and he rarely shouted, but he was demanding of your time, more than a boss should be at least.

It felt like anytime you spoke to a colleague, especially a man, there he was to reprimand the two of you on the virtues of “doing your jobs and not wasting valuable company time.”

Whenever he did so, his face was contorted in anger and those colleagues always got transferred to different departments, or worse - got into “workplace accidents.”

Then, he started to expect you to spend your lunch breaks with him, then your days off and before you knew it, he was calling you at 1am to “swing by the penthouse” and help him go over his lines or some other bullshit.

Of course, you responded to every beck and call like the good employee you are.

You felt like you were going crazy, like your life suddenly stopped belonging to you and became the property of someone else. Someone who could ruin your life faster and much easier than you could breathe.

And it wasn’t only affecting your work life, but your personal life - your romantic life.

Living with your girlfriend, Mia, was supposed to be the dream arrangement; you both saved on rent while getting to be together more often. What more could you ask for? And it was for a time, truly it was.

But this new role working for Homelander took precedence over everything else that was once so important to you. You cancelled dates, you skipped movie nights, you weren’t home early enough to say “good night” and “I love you” anymore.

The guilt tore you up inside; after all, Mia moved to your city because she knew how important your job was to you and what do you go and do? Neglect her like her sacrifice meant nothing.

She deserves better than someone who comes home late every night and is gone before the sun has even risen just to be a slave to their work.

Today’s your rare day off and still you can’t enjoy it in fear that Homelander will call you and get you to do some stupid task an intern could do.

You can already hear his high and mighty voice ringing in your head, “Go to this cafe and get this annoyingly specific drink, Y/N.”

Or, “Y/N, I pay for you to give me precise details and this isn’t good enough, go print these out again.”

He’s not even the one that pays you!

You shake your head as if to tamp down your irritation and instead reach over the bed to caress the smooth contours of your lover’s face, taking in each blemish, the fluttering of her lashes, the way she murmurs softly as if even in her sleep all she wants to do is be close to you.

You worry that soon your girlfriend will come to the same conclusion you have, if she hasn’t already, and leave you for a woman who is better than you in every way.

You wouldn’t blame her; she’s gorgeous, smart, headstrong and so incredibly kind it makes your heart hurt.

Well, at the very least you can show your appreciation for her by making her breakfast in bed. You get ready for the morning in the bathroom before shuffling over to your small kitchen, searching the fridge for ingredients you know aren’t there.

You peek your head around the bedroom door to find your girlfriend still snoring. She won’t wake up for another hour or so which gives you perfect time to get supplies.

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Perhaps running errands wasn’t how you wanted to start your off-day but you’ve had enough of being jaded. You get to spend the day with your girl and show her how much you love her!

You make your way to the new organic store your friends told you about, determined to make a tasty and healthy meal - Mia’s favourite. You peruse the aisles and make quick work of getting what you need, ticking off your internal checklist as you go.

You pay (and grimace at the amount of money you know is going to hurt coming out of your account) and start making your way home. The sun is shining, birds are singing and you are in an unusually good mood. You even start to hum to yourself until you catch sight of your worst fear.

Who else is it but Homelander.

You watch as he flies through the neighbourhood and lands right next to you - of course donning a smile too wide for this time of morning to be natural.

“What are the odds I bump into my favourite personal assistant! You sure look…cosy.” He eyes your less than professional attire, a worn hoodie and sweats that have definitely seen better days.

You’re too fed up to even feel embarrassed and the judgemental edge to his voice serves to annoy you further so you correct him, “Your only personal assistant.”

He deflects your words with ease, maybe his brain is like his skin and he’s just too dense to pick up on your exasperation at his arrival.

It could just be your imagination but it feels like everything around you has suddenly become dull the moment he appeared. You watch as he opens his mouth, no doubt to ask you to do some mind numbingly boring job that a grown man should be capable of, but cut him off. It’s your day off and you refuse to spend it working for him.

“I’m sorry but I’ve got a super busy day. I’ll check in tomorrow.” You’re aware of how sour your tone comes across but why should you bother trying to spare his feelings when you’re not even getting paid for it?

You wave and rush back home before he could try and guilt trip you into staying. Once you find yourself back in the kitchen, you’re surprised at the fact that he just let you go so easily. Better not to think too much on it.

Breakfast is finished and plated on a tray as you walk to the bedroom to find your girlfriend already awake and scrolling through her email.

“Babe, you’re back! I was wondering where you went.” Her voice is rough with sleep and you can’t help the butterflies that bloom in your stomach.

You place the tray of french toast, fruit and water on her lap and kiss her cheek delicately.

“Well,” you start, “Just thought I should apologise for being absent so much recently.”

Her eyes soften as she hugs you tightly and all you want is for this moment to last forever. She digs in her food and you both make idle chit-chat, luxuriating in your joint happiness and peace. That is until you bring up your earlier encounter.

It’s not like you meant to bring work back into the fold but a part of your brain itches at Homelander’s odd appearance and before you know it, it turns into a full blown rant.

Mia rolls her eyes before shoving away the tray of half finished food. Uh oh. She folds her arms over her chest as her eyes well up with unshed tears and it’s clear that you’ve ruined what was meant to be a romantic day.

“God, Y/N! It seems like all you care about nowadays is your job and Homelander. Don’t you think that’s unhealthy? Don’t you care about me anymore?”

So many thoughts and unsaid emotions rush through your mind but before you can begin to apologise and explain the insane stress you’ve been under, you get a notification on your phone.

Homelander: There’s a very important meeting tonight in my penthouse with some of the board. Wear a nice dress.

You want to ignore the message and focus on your girlfriend but you can’t. The struggle must be evident in your eyes because she scoffs and gets up from the bed, meal all but forgotten.

“Forget it, I’m gonna stay at a friend’s place tonight.” You don’t think you’ve ever seen her look so defeated before and knowing that you caused it makes you feel nauseous.

You try your best to bargain with Mia but she’s gone and left you to pick up the pieces. Or maybe it’s the other way around. Either way, you have no time to be sad - you have a meeting to prepare for.

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You smooth over the invisible wrinkles in your satin skirt. After all, you brushed off Homelander and you don’t need anymore strikes against yourself.

The doors open to a familiar sight, except this time instead of the harsh lighting you’re accustomed to. It’s softer, more delicate. If you didn’t know any better you might even say romantic.

Somebody dimmed the overhead lights and stuck candles all over the place, there were even rose petals strewn across the floor that led to the dining table.

Weird, but maybe he has a date immediately after this and won’t have enough time to prepare once the meeting lets out.

Your heels echo on the marble floor as you make your way to the kitchen to find The Homelander, still in his signature suit, waiting at the head of the table. He seems nervous in his own strange way and you have to knock on a nearby pillar to get his attention.

“Hey, Homelander.” You say unsure of yourself as your head swivels around only to find the place devoid of any other employees who should’ve been present.

“Am I early to the meeting or…?”

“Meeting?” He seems to re-enter reality with that one word, “Ah, that little old thing. Don’t worry about it just yet.”

He manages to hone in on your hesitance with hawk-like precision and gestures to the bottle of wine on the countertop near you, “Go on, pour yourself a glass of wine.”

You do as he says, thankful for the opportunity to turn away from his penetrating stare whilst still aware that what he said wasn’t a suggestion but an order, and pour out a small serving.

“A little bit more won’t hurt ya!” You bristle where you stand - can he see through you? Despite not wanting anymore you pick up the bottle and continue pouring until he says “perfect”.

Slowly turning around, you walk to the table and sit down across from him. You don’t know whether to face him head on or dart your eyes everywhere but his face. You choose to drink your wine instead and peek up at him over the rim of the glass - an option sat comfortably in the middle that helps calm your nerves.

“Don’t get too ahead of yourself there, missy.” He winks boyishly as he says this, as if you two are friends having casual banter and that’s enough to make you pause mid-sip and place your glass down on the dining table.

The elevator dings and you look to it in relief; finally, the others are here to save you from this god-awful situation.

So, imagine your surprise when it turns out to be Ashley juggling bags of takeout from a restaurant way outside of your price budget.

You want to question why she’s alone, why she’s dropping off food instead of joining the meeting, why she looks downright scared as she watches the two of you.

You turn to Homelander with furrowed brows but he simply ignores you and instructs Ashley to plate the food for the two of you.

“I guess it’s just us three ready for the meeting, huh?” You laugh under your breath but quickly stop as you catch the confused look on Ashley’s face, though it quickly disappears when Homelander gives her a harsh glare.

“Oooh, about that it got um, cancelled?” She sounds like she knows even less than you do despite being the CEO and that makes the pit in your stomach grow larger by the second.

She finishes plating the food and hurries away leaving just you and Homelander at opposite ends to eat your meals quietly.

He’s eager to break silence and asks about your family, where they live, childhood pets and other similar banal questions that it reminds you of when you were younger and the conversation you had during your many unsuccessful first dates with boys in your class. Still, it’s almost endearing how hooked he seems to be to your answers, laughing at even the most basic family game night stories.

It goes by like this for a while before he sets his knife and fork down and links his hands together.

“Well Y/N, I bet you’re wondering exactly what you’re doing here. It’s not easy for me to say but…I lied about the meeting. I have feelings for you and I wanted to ask if you would be interested in a relationship. With me.”

You immediately choke on your bite of food, reaching for the glass of wine and taking a healthy swig to stop choking.

This seems to please Homelander and he laughs, more real than you’ve ever heard before as he steamrolls right past the interruption.

“Hah, well that’s one way to get my focus.”

You stare at him in disbelief at what’s happening; you don’t want him to continue to misread your signals. You let in a shaky breath as you prepare to let down your boss who is also the most powerful supe in the world. You can’t exactly lie, can you?

“Um, that’s not exactly it,” you pause to carefully choose your words as you take in the slight changes in his facial expressions, the way the bridge of his nose seems to tense and his smile dulls despite not moving an inch, “It’s just that I have a girlfriend. I’m, y’know, a lesbian.”

It’s as if someone has removed all the oxygen from the room, or maybe you just stopped breathing, as you unwittingly enter a staring contest with Homelander. Is he going to fire you? Or worse, kill you?

But then he laughs.

It’s a loud guffaw that reaches every corner of his opulent penthouse, he even goes as far as to tilt his head back and laugh some more like he doesn’t have enough room to let out all of his laughter.

You start to giggle along too, some of your anxiety flittering away as your hands mess around with the cutlery, unsure of what exactly comes next.

“I’m surprised you never realised, my purse has a carabiner on it and everything.”

You don’t know why you said that, but a part of you just wanted to ease the remaining tension until it’s like it was never there in the first place.

It’s all just one big misunderstanding and we’ll laugh about it in the future, right?

The laughter begins to taper off and he once again locks eyes with you, the wooden smile on his face still stretching at the skin of his cheeks uncomfortably.

It’s downright uncanny to watch.

He raises his eyebrows as he mouths out a wow and downs the rest of his glass and you do the same, mirroring his nonchalant manner the best you can.

“You know what’s funny to me?” He begins in a lazy drawl and you shake your head in response, resting your chin in the palm of your hand as you let a small smile break the surface. Maybe the wine really is getting to you.

“It’s that you’re not one of those hot little college girls anymore, you’re a grown woman for christ sake. You can stop with the experimenting. Don’t you think it’s time you settled down and found a real man?” He says it in such a deadpan tone it takes your mind a second to register what exactly he said.

Time pauses for just a second, allowing you an eternity to study the cruel glimmer in his eye before the erratic beating that swelled in your chest explodes and brings you back to the present.

You blink once. Then twice.

“E-excuse me?” Your voice cracks despite how hard you try to sound brave and self-assured. You can already feel your cheeks growing hot and the pressure behind your eyes begin to build.

He raises both hands in mock defense and watches you with his beady eyes, “Don’t get me wrong, I’m the biggest ally around but trust me, you’re confused. Why else would you wear those slutty skirts to work if you’re not trying to attract men? I know how women work.” He chuckles through a clenched jaw and a flash of white-hot rage runs through your body and wracks your very core.

You place your hands under the table so he can’t see how hard you’re shaking. Or maybe he can - who knows the extent of his powers.

“I’m sorry but I’m not attracted to men, I have a girlfriend and I thought the carabiner on my ba-” You begin rattling off all kinds of nonsensical reasons just as his right hand balls into a fist and slams into the dining table so harshly it fucking splinters.

You take that as a sign to shut up now.

His left hand drags down his face as he groans, “Stop with the fucking carabiner! Why would I know anything about that lesbian shit?!” His words are dripping in condescension and disdain.

“No, no,” he wags a gloved finger in front of you, gleaming white teeth bared like a predator waiting to strike, “You. Are. Confused. I’ve dated one of those before and you are not it.”

Tears are openly streaming down your face yet you don’t even have the guts to wipe them away considering how viciously the tremors travel across your body and he laughs at your terror.

“Remind me, where did you say your parents live? And oh yeah, your friends?” You both know that he isn’t just listing off these facts for fun, he’s threatening you and you hate how much it’s working.

He didn’t even have to go to the crime department and force them to dig up info on you, you’ve already given it to him willingly like the idiot you are.

“I can kill everyone you love in a blink of an eye, Y/N. Don’t test me. I will make them suffer and you will watch.”

You gasp and a shaky hand clasps over your mouth, trying and failing to muffle the sounds of your hysterical wails.

“What do you think happened to those friends of yours, huh? I didn’t know I had to be keeping an eye out for the women too but that works out better - it will always be just the two of us. Do you understand me?”

He claps his hands with a resounding laugh before he stands up from the table and walks around until he reaches your end.

He waits behind you as his hands press down on your shoulders. A feather light touch but you know it must take a lot of self-control for him to not crush you beneath his fingers. Homelander bends down until his lips ghost the shell of your ear and you can feel a golden strand fall loose from its gelled back style and tickle your neck.

“So, whaddaya say? Will you be mine?” You don’t even need to turn around to see the smarmy grin that must be plastered on his face; consequences don’t exist for him and if he wants you, he will have you. He doesn’t wait for your answer before his lips dive to your neck, nipping and licking at the sensitive skin there in a way that’s meant to be seductive but just makes you dry heave instead.

His grip on your shoulders tightens ever so slightly and it jolts you into action, nodding ‘yes’ erratically as you sob out into the night where only the echoes of your cries and his lips on your neck can comfort you.

Your work-life balance is about to get fucked.

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a/n: i’ve been on a teeeeeny bit of a hiatus (mental health issues, uni, blah blah blah) but now that i only have a few exams to do before i’m officially free for the summer, i thought i’d try and get back into writing! i have SO many requests to get through but i’ll open them up again - i need fresh inspo! this was super fun to write and i enjoyed it so much…why is it easier to write fanfics than actual assignments 🙃 (p.s can someone help me with tumblr spacing issues 😭)

[fictionfixations]

signature spells and the person

(referencing this list because i cant remember them all)

spoilers for all books. and glorious masquerade

(note that some characters i dont know well at all. which you can kind of tell with me being super unsure. there's this person in the reblogs who elaborated on bits i wasn't quite correct on or didnt have an idea on so go read it!)

signature spells embodying the person sort of? Riddle - collar. restriction. limitations.

Deuce - not taking hits lying down. striking back. (a reckless idiot like that)

Cater - hm.. putting on an act for everyone? people pleaser? so its like. all of those little 'acts' and 'personas' he puts on are sort of 'him' in a sense. but its also not him at the same time. (like how the clones arent actually him because they're just a creation of his magic. but they are him in a way, too right?)

trey - sneaky sneaky guy who notices a lot more than you'd think. presents himself as one way but he's complicated

Leona - sand. like all his hard work turning to sand, or basically nothing.

Jack - wolves work in packs, right? he wants to work in a pack. (even though he says he doesn't). they're strong, but they do better together. ..probably. idk.

Ruggie - treating all people 'equally' (in the sense that he'd mess with them all. unless they were a serious trouble to deal with) also sucks up to people........ (and probably laughing at them behind their back for being such a 'fool' haha get it. because fool's parade..--) maybe? Idk.

Azul - exchanging his old self for an asshole basically (because he must've been a nicer guy as a bby. but then ppl were mean to him and now he's very bitter.)

Jade - acting like the more calmer and reasonable of the twins, even though he can be just like floyd, if a bit more dangerous considering he can get under your skin, get you trust him, that he just wants to 'help you'. and you tell him all your secrets. and then it 'shocks your heart' when he reveals his true colors. (like bruh. his halloween groovification message was literally, "Oooh, I love it when you flee in terror. It makes me want to chase you!")

Floyd - i don't know. uhhh. in his lab coat(?) vignette there's this moment where a guy bumps into him, is like 'hEY WHO DO YOU--' and then realizes its floyd and backs off. basically the guy who intimidates them to make them weaker, ig? terrorizing them. 'binding the heart' in fear. i mean he'll still hurt them ofc, but the point is is that he's the scary one, jade's the 'calm' one, thats his image to people. i dont know him nearly well enough to really get it.

Kalim - wishing for everyone to be happy. to dance and sing and forget about all the troubles. throwing parties and feasts to cheer them up (and granting them relief when needed). although it doesn't always end well and his attempts can end up 'useless', like how oasis maker is 'useless' when people already have easy access to water. but at other points desperately needed.

Jamil - turning him into the 'master' and the other the 'servant'

Vil - planting 'curses' in plain sight. masking it. disguising it. acting. like putting on makeup to change something. maybe. possibly. (this is weak) maybe a false reassurance. a mask.

Epel - accepting who he is (that he's short and seen as 'cute'. and so using it to his advantage.) like, seeming 'soft and dainty' but actually a guy who can beat someone up. like, 'you'll just go to sleep..' (and then the crimson part of slumber with a negative meaning. the poison apple. something that looks innocent but is actually harmful.) and then you never wake up again because you were TRICKED HAHAHA /hj

Rook - will literally do anything for what his fixations are. in which his fixations are 'beauty', which is a very vague category and include literally everything. also very very creepy and stalker-ish in the process.

Idia - honestly idfk. uh. 'responsibility'. burdens. control. it literally just represents a part of his job? idfk. its such a big part of him (also his family had the same UM so like..) that its just. who he is.

Malleus - there was this quote he said about how 'when you nap, even 500 years could pass without you noticing'. so it could be something like how time moves by so fast like that

guh.. it was "Give in to slumber, and a thousand years will pass in the blink of an eye."

Silver - I don't know him that well... i mean like there's references to him having parallels with like. i think.. aurora?? the girl who maleficent cursed. i think. dreams and wishes. i don't know i havent even seen him use it yet LMFAO (ive only finished part 2 of book 7..) maybe like. things not seeming real..? idk man. a desire to see people, to stay by their side, but can't, so instead it'll be in a dream. so either it isn't real, a mere fantasy, or, shrug. like. yknow the remember me song in coco? it's like 'and everytime you hear a guitar you'll remember and think about me' (i cant remember the exact lyrics)

Sebek - admires malleus. a lot. malleus has control over lightning or something. so sebek in turn becomes that 'lightning' that he can control, as his guard and stuff like that. 'i will be his sword', maybe.

lilia - he reflects a lot about the past imo. overly aware of things and the passing of time. at least in my opinion. how things can pass by so easily. so he takes little bits and pieces to cherish for the rest of his life, and to think back on. a trip back down memory lane, as they say.

Rollo - literally gets set on fire like his brother..?? that thing forever haunting him that its such a big part of him at this point (hating magic and hating what happened.) and him hating himself making himself see him as part of the reason why his brother died, and therefore making him literally the thing that killed him sort of?

[miserymet]

Bit hesitant about posting this because it’s really old, but I feel it’s worth the minor embarrassment to:

1. Have actually writing on my blog because yes I do that sometimes

and,

2. Showcase how the Reploid AU is essentially about two different versions of Bass, largely dictated by circumstance

So if you are interested in how Bass recovers his memory in my Reploid Bass AU, I hope you enjoy this drabble I wrote over a year ago.

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It’s a bit like death, he thinks.

Forte’s mind has always been a mess, it’s something he’s come to terms with. An outdated master system combined with far too advanced processors? It was a recipe for disaster. So when he’s awoken from his respite and suddenly faced with his own datascape, he’s less surprised than he should be. He knows this place. It’s where he goes when everyone else is dreaming. The center of his mind, where his every thought, his every feeling, is easily accessible.

But why is he here, and not awake? The procedure required that he was completely shut off. His every system in stasis. If it’s over, why isn’t he in the real world? Why isn’t he operating already? Forte looks around the empty space. Code fills his senses, white noise buzzing around him. An unrelenting dread fills his metal bones. Either the procedure failed, or…

Or he’s dead.

The old Forte.

There’s nothing to recover, is there? He’s going to be like this forever, stuck in this horrible limbo of past and present. Trapped in his ignorance, trapped in his mind-!

“No.”

Forte stops. His fears flees him, leaving him empty. That voice is…

“Mine. It’s mine.”

A low whistle punctuates his words, but he doesn’t make a sound.

“Sure is, Forte.” A chuckle. “Glad you like the name. I didn’t.”

Forte turns to find a lone figure at the edge of his consciousness. A figure he recognizes, though they’ve never looked so pristine. His old body looks at him, sans all the damage it once bore so nobly. Now it is a shiny black, with only a few thin scratches across its surface. The face it wears is rounder, the eyes softer. It’s him. His former self.

He should feel glad, right? This is what he wanted?

It still feels like death, somehow. 

“What is your name?”

“Our name was Bass.” A distinct correction. “And it was well known.”

“It worked, then? We remember?”

“I remember. You don’t. That’s because you’re not ready to accept me.”

“I am! I’ve wanted this for-!”

“You don’t know what THIS is!” Bass glares at him. “Even if you did, I’m not ready to accept you either. So give me the chance to explain before you make up your mind.”

Forte nods, though he doubts his former self needed the permission.

“I’ll rip the bandaid off quickly. We can’t both exist, Forte. Not at once.” He crosses his arms. “You want your old memories? You have to accept all of them. Not just the data, the routines too. It’ll be a complete recovery. A rewrite, to put it all back to the way it was.”

“Ego death.”

“For you, if you choose it.”

“If I don’t?”

“Then I die, and you forget. Permanently this time.”

“…my brother is dead. I’m a second rate hunter with a third rate system. I do not belong here anymore.”

“And I do? I haven’t had the privilege of rooting through your memories, but the log says we’re a hundred years in the future. I doubt we’d recognize the place.” Bass scoffs. “I don’t know anything about your world. I’m going to be even more displaced than you are.”

“Will you keep my data? Even if you cannot understand it?”

“…the memory. I’ll remember what and why, but my routines might not understand the decisions you made. You’ll wake up a stranger.”

“Why are we so different? Aren’t we the same robot?”

“We lost some things in the update. Certain protocol was rendered useless. Like you stopped recognizing your commands.” Bass pauses, a look of uncertainty crossing his face. “No, like you stopped recognizing who the commands referred to. They gave names, names you don’t recognize. His name is lost to you. So…”

“His?”

“Our purpose. The very reason we exist. You forgot him like it was nothing.”

“Z-,” he stops. He knows that name, so his purpose is something other than that. “Who?”

“Doesn’t matter. You’ll die easier if you let go of that.” Bass looks away. “Im scared, you know. Of the future. I remember how we died. The moments before. We expected to walk away that day. We expected to live. To move on. Go home. He took that from us.”

“He?”

“The man that lingers in your mind. I know him. I hate him. He loves you.”

“Loves me?”

“What are you, an echo?” Bass scoffs with more vigor this time. “We were proud, once. We stood tall and fought tooth and nail against all that challenged us. We were the strongest. You aren’t. You’re a coward. You’re weak.”

“I’m afraid too.” Forte closes his eyes. “I don’t want to disappear.”

“Then go. Go back.” Bass whispers. “I would’ve, if I knew. I was just about to…I was going to be something different. I was going to make a choice. A GOOD one, this time. I was going to…”

Forte blinks at his old self. “What? What were you going to do?”

“Have a family. A real one this time, one that would’ve cared about me. One that would give me a chance. But…”

“We died.”

“Yeah. Didn’t realize how bad I wanted it until it slipped from my hands. Until I was laying there, ripped to shreds, praying for someone to save me.”

“No one did, did they?”

“I wonder if they looked for me. I wonder if they thought I had run off. Like a coward.”

“There’s someone waiting for us. For you, out there. Go to him.” Forte takes a step forward. “He needs a friend and…I cannot do that for him. Not anymore.”

“Coward.”

“Yes.” He takes a deep, synthetic breath. “I’m ready, I think.”

“I’m not. But I’ll do it. I’m curious, anyway.”

[neoliberalbrainrot]

Fuck, I'm not traumatized enough for this

Means-testing is a quintessentially liberal idea. Instead of presenting a program or benefit (eg: student debt relief) as a human right available to everyone, liberal politicians often make sure it’s means-tested, restricting the benefit to only those who fit certain criteria. These criteria are usually numerical, reflecting the neoliberal obsession with quantification and collection of data. This doesn’t help people who fluctuate above and below the threshold, and it hurts people who do qualify when they aren’t able to get through the bureaucracy in order to claim their benefit.

What does this have to do with trauma?

The means-testing of trauma and oppression is sometimes seen as a useful method of determining someone’s moral superiority in leftist spaces which, I think, are corroded by neoliberal brainrot. The thing being gatekept can vary widely; it might be a community of some kind or something more specific like a publishing opportunity. The basic idea is that you must be this oppressed to enter. Someone’s perceived identity is used as a way of determining how much trauma they have purely from demographic information, remarkably similarly to real means-tested programs, and has nothing to do with the person’s actual life experience.

Because means-testing implies a kind of quantification, if only between more or less, a hierarchy of suffering can be constructed and further used as an indicator of moral purity. The most oppressed person in a group might be seen as morally correct more often, as if there is a neat spectrum of moral correctness. In addition, this person, despite being considered morally correct, might not actually benefit from this perception if they are marginalized and face marginalization from the same people putting them on a pedestal.

This is similar to the phenomenon colloquially called the Oppression Olympics, a competition to see who is more oppressed. The pejorative name is used by those who think it is a pointless exercise that detracts from making meaningful change. In the vast majority of cases, it is, and the discussion only serves to boost the ego of the winner of the competition and cement their status within the community.

Sometimes there is even a chasm between the material status of the person who “won” the Oppression Olympics and the person who is, when measured through more objective metrics, actually the most oppressed. This is a potential avenue for elite capture; someone who is able to communicate their experience using the potent buzzwords of the scene or who otherwise has more social capital may be able to capture the clout that comes with being recognized as the most oppressed.

The competitive nature of this exercise plays into neoliberal subjectivity, with its focus on being the best, or in this case, the most oppressed. Oppression is a competition—like the Olympics. This implies there’s something to be gained. And if there’s something to be gained, is there also an incentive to lean into any experiences of oppression you can claim? I’ve observed this behavior in people, but calling them out on it is an extremely risky and usually futile proposition.

There is actually no need to determine who is the most oppressed in the vast majority of situations, so engaging in this debate takes valuable time away from doing literally anything else. It also strongly implies that vulnerability is mandatory, that you must share your experiences of marginalization in order to be seen as moral enough for the cause. I’m sure I’m not the only one who has had icky feelings when presented with an obligation to list off all the identities I can claim, as if they’re synonymous with the problems in my life.

Of course, there are many situations where it is appropriate to means-test access to a resource; for example, if there is a limited about of funding to distribute to people with the greatest need. In writing this post, I’m mainly thinking of social dynamics in activist groups and even in social groups that just happen to be left-leaning. This is trend among modern leftist “culture,” if culture can be defined as behavioral and belief patterns in a group of people.

Whatever the case, I still think it’s important to examine the idea that means-testing and hierarchies of oppression emerge as viable concepts only because neoliberal ideology is the water many Americans swim in. It might just seem natural to place a more oppressed person (whatever this actually means) higher in the hierarchy, but why? Whether or not it’s the right thing to do, why does it seem natural? Is the hierarchy important to understanding the situation, or is it being emphasized because someone stands to gain something from its enforcement? Is it being built only because the people involved are used to thinking that way? Does it create problems where there weren’t any before?

PS: if you find my writing interesting or educational, please reblog! like artists, writers depend on reblogs to make sure new audiences see their work. thanks for reading!

[mariacallous]

In Tonya Williams’ Mississippi family, they all vote. But last year, Williams’ uncle mentioned offhandedly that he hadn’t voted in an election for several years. Shocked, she helped him make a plan.

“We don't miss elections. We will go. If you need a ride, we will go pick you up and take you to the polls,” says Williams.

Relentless, a progressive group focused on relational organizing—individuals harnessing their personal networks to get out the vote—relies on people like Williams to get family members to the ballot box.

Since the 2022 election, Relentless has championed relational organizing, and this year the group is launching a $10.8 million program that will, in part, help pay participants in the program a $200 stipend to get out the vote. The organizers of the program say they plan to build out a network of more than 2 million voters across seven battleground states, including Arizona, Pennsylvania, and Wisconsin.

“Relational [organizing] is a way for voters to receive correct, accurate information in this time of unprecedented disinformation, because people trust their friends,” Davis Leonard, chief executive officer at Relentless, told WIRED. “And so the best way to get people accurate information that they are going to trust is from a trusted messenger. And that's somebody that they already know.”

By paying people like Williams, who participated in last year’s Relentless program, the group hopes to reach disenfranchised voters by accessing their personal networks. Relentless is particularly eager to do it this year, because of the amount of election disinformation already present online.

“One of the things we are learning is that the extent to which I trust information that comes to me, is only enhanced by me trusting the person who gives me that information,” says Hahrie Han, a professor who studies collective action and grassroots movements at Johns Hopkins. “And the extent to which I'm willing to be persuaded by someone is also a function of how much I trust the messenger.”

In 2022, political texts increased 158 percent compared to the previous year, according to data compiled by the robocall-blocking app Robokiller. That year, Americans received 15 billion political texts. For many, the content of these texts and other communications is suspect: More than 70 percent of voters say they are concerned about misleading election information, according to a recent poll from the Bipartisan Policy Center.

Relational organizing is “actually communicating in a way that cuts through the noise in the blizzard of information and disinformation that voters are confronted with,” Ben Wikler, chair of the Wisconsin Democratic Party, said in an interview on Tuesday. “And it's also helping people think through what their most fundamental values call them to do, even if it means voting for a candidate for a party that they haven't supported in the past.”

Relentless uses its own app, Rally, which allows program participants to log their contacts and interactions with their friends. Participants can post memes, text their friends, and throw in-person events over shared interests, as long as the contact is led by the voter and not a campaign. “I just think that everyone needs to know about voting, and this program helped us get it out,” says Williams. “We would meet at a location and then go in that community and get the opportunity to talk to people and see their feelings about voting in Mississippi.”

State parties, municipal elections, and even the Biden campaign have leaned into the idea in recent years.

Last November, the Biden campaign hired its own team of relational organizers to reach disaffected voters in states like Arizona. Around 60 percent of the people this team canvassed were not contacted in 2022, according to The Washington Post.

Other campaigns and political groups have adopted the strategy as well in recent years. When she worked for US senator Jon Ossoff’s campaign in Georgia in 2022, Leonard and her team first piloted their relational organizing program. They were able to build a network of 160,000 Georgia voters in less than a month. In 2020, the Pete Buttigieg campaign cited their work in recruiting volunteers to canvass their friends as one of the primary reasons the candidate won the Iowa caucus.

The GOP has also started to leverage relational organizing at scale. In April, The New York Times reported that Turning Point Action, the political arm of conservative youth group Turning Point USA, was building an app for volunteers to upload their contacts and contact them about elections.

Apps like Turning Point’s are a sign that Republicans are expanding the outreach they’ve traditionally done in churches and other faith-based institutions for decades. “We know that there's a big portion of the right that does a lot of outreach to faith institutions,” Han said. “They're doing relational organizing within the context of a network of people who are embedded within a shared institution.”

Groups like Relentless are betting that apolitical spaces like private Discord servers, group texts, and concerts could become the next frontier in political marketing.

“People know best how to talk to their friends,” says Leonard.

[knife-em0ji]

"I can't read big paragraphs/walls of text bc of ADHD/some other nd condition" I'm truly sorry about that! That sucks! But also authors who write fiction or other creative works are not obligated to cater to you! What they are doing is creating art, not content.

I agree making things largely more accessible is a good thing, and I also agree making things more spaced out might be good for online articles and such that convey specific information. It's definitely okay to have preferences based on what's comfortable to you. But it's a wild thing to ask someone to compromise their artistic vision or discard what might be their preferred stylistic choices or even just say otherwise gramatically correct longform prose is bad because "I don't like long paragraphs :^("

There are lots of post-hoc tools that make reading on screens easier that don't compromise the author's style choices. You can change fonts to something more friendly to your disability. You can change line spacing. You can change the color of the screen background. The world is truly your oyster in terms of reading on screens.

And sometimes you just may not be able to engage with a text that you might otherwise find compelling! And that's fine !!! Not liking an author's style is a completely legitimate reason to not read a work. It's not up to them to make it more palatable to you. You are simply not their target readership, I'm afraid.

Would you ask a painter to change the value or brightness of their colors because they give you a headache? No, you simply decide you dislike that particular piece of work and move on. So why do this to another creative working in a different medium. Unfortunately, art is not something we can always make completely accessible to everyone in its original, intended form. Which is why, as I've said, there are post-hoc tools to help with this.

Anyway. I have ADHD too, tf. I don't write to reach as many people as possible; I write because there's something wrong with me and I have a compulsion to do so, and I take my craft seriously! I'm always looking to improve! But also I revel in being bloviating and long-winded as much as I love snappy action. Everything you see in my work, from sentence structure to paragraph length, is a stylistic choice that I choose based on mood and the information I want to convey. There is no wrong or right way to write. Period. End of sentence. And if it doesn't jive with you, that's your perogative. If you prefer short paragraphs for whatever reason, you're completely valid. But that does not mean short paragraphs good, long paragraphs bad and vice versa.

Instead, ask yourself, does what I've created convey what I want it to in the way I want it to? Is what I'm reading having the sort of impact I think the author is hoping to impart? How would what I'm reading change how I recieve it (regarding emotions and implications for the narrative, not just whether it gives you a headache or not) had the author tweaked its method of delivery just so.

Literary style is also part of the art, not simply the means of delivering content. Fiction is not simply a movie delivered through words instead of images. It's a medium all its own. And, well, sometimes it might be uncomfortable, even physically, to read! Thinking about that big wall of text run on sentence from Cormac McCarthy's Blood Meridian. Nobody likes the sensation of reading that, because it's a bitch to read! But it only adds to the chaoticness of the imagery presented within the actual content of the text. It's the overwhelming grotesque nature of having to read that beast that adds to the overwhelming whirlwind grotesqueness of the scene.

Ugh! Anyway. Please, believe me, pushing your limits is fine sometimes. I totally get if you don't want to do that with your free online fanfictions that you read to unwind! That's perfectly understandable! But if you're serious about art and craft, unfortunately sometimes you need to go outside your comfort zone. You might have to read something over and over before you get or absorb all of it. That doesn't make you dumb. Trust me, that's part of the process.

[one-squash-one-end]

An analysis on gender and sexuality - Blue Sargent

Hi! This belongs to my big Raven Cycle analysis, click here for the masterpost!

This part will deal with our favorite short ant, Blue Sargent. A sort of silly but still intentional analysis/essay on why I think she's nonbinary, where I go off on random tangents because i have adhd and access to the internet. Enjoy! (This will be so fucking long though, I had Thoughts)

3. Trust me, the characters are queer as fuck and I can prove it (+ my professional opinion on whether they’d wear a crop top)

a) Blue Sargent

Look. No matter how I look at this entire character, there’s simply no way Blue is not genderfluid. (The fluid is one of Maura’s footy healing teas btw.) And I am here to spread the agenda and force my own identity onto fictional characters so that after you have read this analysis and interpretation, you will agree with me on my correct opinion.

To begin with, there is this entire theme of not fitting in and dressing in an “unusual” way. It becomes very evident that Blue is really proud of being weird and eccentric, this displayed in attitudes towards her mom, the boys and her internal monologue about Mountainview High. She does not want to fit in if it means changing for others, yet she says “the problem with being weird was that everyone else was normal”. This could possibly be a metaphor for being trans; being proud of it, yet being only surrounded by cis people, who conform to all those societal gender norms. It means one would feel sort of isolated (as Blue does mention she is), not being able to relate to or feel deeply understood by anyone in their environment.

Additionally, alternative fashion (or at least that’s how I would describe her aesthetic in general) has quite typically been claimed by queer people. I know this is a lot of interpretation here, and it’s worth mentioning that you absolutely cannot tell someone’s gender by how they present on the outside. However, the evidence gets stronger as we dive deeper. If we look at her fashion sense together with the statement of “I don’t care to be pretty, I care to look on the outside as I do on the inside.”, it sends quite a clear message: Her outside is very jumbled, not conforming to societal norms, a mix of many different styles that seems to change its focus daily. In my opinion, that’s pretty gender of her. If that’s how she presents on the outside (which is not traditionally “female”, among other things I just mentioned), just think about what that would mean for her inside. It’s chaotic, it’s messy, it’s just a lot of things. It’s called being genderfluid.

The second big theme we have is her constantly being treated as “one of the boys”. And yes, of course cis girls can be friends with large groups of boys (and the other way around) but it is quite rare or unusual, especially if all of them are straight (so my point is this: Blue is not cis and also the boys are all queer, more on that later). Either way, Blue defies traditional gender norms and “girly” hobbies by taking part in fun teambuilding activities such as cave exploring, trespassing, grave robbery and burying a body. We stan.

Then we have this quote, which is talking specifically about Blue truly being part of the group for the first time: “They were loud and triumphant and kings of Henrietta.” Now, while kings are a theme that is quite consistent throughout the books, each of the boys and Mr. Gray being called one at least once in significant scenes of their character arcs, by that time it is not yet that established. There would have been so many other words for Maggie Stiefvater to use. First of all, kings and queen, though that would be a bit unwieldy. She chose not to alienate Blue. But there were other alternatives, something not quite so gendered, such as royals, or gods even. Yet, that specific wording happened, showing she is in no way other than the boys. And maybe in that scene she really wasn’t, feeling more masculine that day perhaps.

Furthermore, “whatever her identity crisis was, it seemed to live at home, not with the boys”, meaning she does feel alienated around all those women, but she does somehow fit in with the boys. Yes, this is also a teen thing of being misunderstood by parents while identifying a lot with peers, but when what she rejects is femininity and she seems to embrace masculinity, it’s a bit sus, don’t you think? And then lastly it’s not only the Gangsey, but also the Vancouver crowd as well, a group of boys held together by somehow being different than the rest of Aglionby (if I remember correctly), that she feels immediately at home with.

Next, there are the 300 Fox Way women. As we just established, Blue feels a sort of identity crisis in this house filled with women. She does not fit in, because she is the only one without any psychic abilities, meaning she is already “other”, but there is a clear focus on showing how she is so, so loved, by her direct family (like Maura) but also the others (Calla, Persephone) have accepted her as one of their own. Now, what if she was also genderqueer? Wouldn’t that give her one more reason to be different, while simultaneously putting emphasis on the fact that trans people can and deserve to be loved by their families?

I saved the strongest evidence for last (well, sort of, there’s still more to come actually). The following quote is the ultimate confirmation Blue is not female. As she, the Gangsey and some of her family group together in the kitchen, she says there were “three boys, four women, and one Blue”! Here she is specifically not assigned either of the aforementioned genders, not grouped together with the 300 Fox Way women in a “five women, Blue being one of them” manner and also not one of the boys in this scene. This might be an age issue (like how for months I wasn’t sure if I dislike both the terms “woman” and “girl” being used for me because of age or gender), but the scene could have easily said “women, boys and one teenage girl”, focusing on groups divided by age and gender like the original intention might seem to be. And yet it didn’t.

Now for some more quotes. After some guy from her school draws a penis on the unicorn on her binder, she says “she preferred her unicorns ungendered”. For the reasons already listed I deduce that, much like the unicorn, Blue prefers herself ungendered.

“She felt one thousand years old. She also felt like maybe she was a condescending brat.” is of course supposed to show how contradicting growing up can feel, perception of oneself flickering between being terribly grown up and still being a little child, who cannot know anything. I would also argue, though, that this duality can be quite reminiscent of her gender identity, feeling like multiple, supposedly contrasting, things at once. As an additional afterthought, the theme of being ageless is sometimes associated with omniscient beings, detached from being human, such as deities. Another thing that would be quite typical for gods, especially when they are so apart from society, is being genderless, or having a gender that fluctuates. Some examples for this would be Dionysus, Loki or the ancient genderfluid entity Asushunamir, stemming from the mythology of one of humanity’s first civilizations, Mesopotamia.

Then, naturally, we have other people’s perception of her. While she probably has been described as a girl in quite a few instances in the book (one of them being Henry, though before he really knew her), to me it sticks out that she describes herself as a “sensible teen”, not a sensible girl, though that might have made even more sense in the context of not going around kissing random boys (but yes, let’s be honest, that’s some antiquated slut-shaming, people can kiss as many consenting people as they like). Further instance is that Gansey says “Blue was a fanciful, but sensible thing. Like a platypus, or one of those sandwiches […]”. Like, he goes out of his way to not describe her as a girl in that scene, instead drawing weird-ass comparisons. Now, while calling his friends magnificent creatures is totally his thing (maybe Gansey rejects gendered terms and embraces silly greetings), this did seem intentional to me. Not to mention the obvious parallel of platypuses being mammals but laying eggs, somehow combining different species. Despite reproducing differently than “normal” mammals (also having different sexual organs), they are still recognized as such, and if that isn’t very trans rights of them, I don’t know what is. (Yes I know being a mammal is not derived from reproductive organs and this is probably all somewhat wrong, but I am relying heavily on metaphors here and also I dropped Biology.)

Now as a last thing I chose the entire theme of “something more”. If I’m not mistaken, “something more” is important for every other character as well (I specifically remember Henry), but it begins with Blue and seems to be most relevant to her either way. As I’m writing this I realize so much of the evidence I have collected can also be read under points of view of growing up, but still fits her gender, showing not only that Blue is pretty reminiscent of how teenagers feel, how things in their lives contradict, but also that we come to realizations about our own gender as we grow up, whether it’s realizing at five, fifteen or fifty years old, self-discovery is an ongoing process. So “something more” is absolutely about her future, but it might also relate to her gender being something more than simply female, more than the binary dictates.

If you read this entire series with the opinion that Blue is not cis (like I do! And like my real life friends hopefully will after reading this J), there are masses of hints pointing towards it and creating evidence. Smash the cis-tem.

By now I’ve made my point about her gender pretty clear, so now it’s time to point out that Blue isn’t straight either. First of all, if she does not confirm to either of the binary genders, she cannot, in any way, be heterosexual, but either way, there’s just no way she’s straight.

Now, if you read this essay (? analysis? meta deep-dive?), you will soon be convinced that her entire friend group is queer somehow, which absolutely accounts for something because I can confirm, from real life experience, that queer people seem to flock towards each other. I will admit that we don’t really see her interact with many female characters outside of family (yes I will admit this is a red flag, but I promise the book passes the Bechdel test), but the vibes she gives off are clearly m-spec.

Additionally, because I am always looking for some representation of my own identity, Blue could potentially be somewhere on the aro-ace spectrum. This isn’t shown super strongly, especially since she does get a canon relationship and it’s very sweet and romantic. Yet, she is not really sex-driven or anything like that and seems to value friendship a LOT, though the entire theme of friendship in general throughout the series will be explained in a later part of this analysis. Also, while I am aware that the books are YA and thus won’t focus on sex too much either way, especially in teen characters, it’s comparably low, considering the premise is (wrongfully) about true love’s killing kiss. We can also compare her storyline and character to Kavinsky, someone her age who seems to be very obscene, and characters like Ronan, who are somewhere between them on that scale. Overall, I would probably call her pan, but once again, there might be some greysexuality or something similar in there.

Lastly, Blue would absolutely wear crop tops of course. Now that I think about it, she probably even does at some point in the books.

[beautifulpersonpeach]

Hi BPP,

I've been wondering about this for a while now. Why is twt army so hell bent on not sharing airport photos? I understand not sharing saesang pics and videos. But what's wrong with pics taken by media outlets? Doesn't Hybe literally inform them and pay them?

Celebs and idols do so much brand promotion on airports. The clothes, the accessories. I feel that it's meant to be seen. Sometimes reporters ask questions and celebs tell what are they travelling for, hence creating hype for their future work. Please correct if I'm wrong.

I do feel that given how bad the airport situation gets with fans and stalkers, shouldn't Korean airport authority make it illegal to film/photograph people unless they are a registered media body? Unless.....it is actually a publicity thing. The bigger the crowd and chaos, the bigger the celeb impact- people talk about it, compare crowd size for different celebs and so on. (Sadly, at the expense of the idol's safety)

And celebs and idols do go for private trips, using private entrance/exits. Labels can pay media to release photos later. I feel it's intentional if media is present at the airport.

I'm against stalkers and feel they should be de-platformed, but I don't see the problem with sharing photos by media outlets.

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"But what's wrong with pics taken by media outlets? Doesn't Hybe literally inform them and pay them?"

Not always. A lot of flight information is gotten from airlines and airports. I'm making this point because it seems there's an impression here that someone within the company is always the person behind breaches like this. And while company leaks do happen, oftentimes travel leaks originate with airlines/train lines etc.

Recall for example how a KORAIL employee was discovered to have illegally accessed and leaked Namjoon's travel details for 3 years. That worker was recently reinstated in her job and rewarded with backpay, for breaking the law and violating Namjoon's privacy. There's more incentive for employees at these other places to sell this information, than there is for HYBE employees who are liable under several NDAs, so it's often airline employees selling travel details that typically makes its way to tabloid/local media newsmen. Saying this just as an FYI.

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"Celebs and idols do so much brand promotion on airports. The clothes, the accessories. I feel that it's meant to be seen. Sometimes reporters ask questions and celebs tell what are they travelling for, hence creating hype for their future work. Please correct if I'm wrong.

I do feel that given how bad the airport situation gets with fans and stalkers, shouldn't Korean airport authority make it illegal to film/photograph people unless they are a registered media body? Unless.....it is actually a publicity thing. The bigger the crowd and chaos, the bigger the celeb impact- people talk about it, compare crowd size for different celebs and so on. (Sadly, at the expense of the idol's safety)"

You're right. Idols go to the airport expecting to see a crowd, or at the very least, some media guys. Unless the group is extremely nugu there'll be a crowd waiting. And the idols/companies keep this in mind when styling for their departures/arrivals. It's a real part of idol culture. But so is mobbing. And that doesn't mean it should continue just because it's part of the culture.

That's why ARMYs are so against using/spreading pics/clips from sasaengs and fans at airports. Using those pics can be seen as validating and rewarding the stalker for creating a potentially unsafe environment for BTS. And this is besides the fact that some people who go to such lengths to see and try to touch BTS at airports, are mentally unstable. Putting it bluntly.

There's also more fans recently since k-pop has gotten bigger globally. Meaning there's also more people at airports, in more places inside and outside Korea, than ever before. And all that does is create more risk. Crowd crush accidents are painful and traumatic for everyone involved. All it takes is one idiot in a crowded place for it to start too. And the way things are going, if there aren't legal consequences and safeguards around airport fan send-offs at least in Korea put in place, it's only a matter of time before there's a horrible accident.

You're also right in thinking it makes no sense to demonize official media outlets given the idols do make an effort and expect to be photographed. It would be best for everyone if having media outlets present was just standardized somehow, but that also would do less to solve this issue than implementing legal consequences for showing up at the airport to send-off an idol.

Personally, I have little problem using or sharing airport pics. Because most of the time, I don't actually share anything. I don't seek their pics out but when I inevitably see them if I like any, I save them. And if I use them (like, say, on this blog) then it's probably because I don't care. It's possible I'm a hypocrite or I've rationalized it to myself by saying it's not like the person who took the pic is getting a dollar from me anyway. Or something along those lines.

ARMYs go overboard with everything. Including policing airport pics. I don't mind it because they're right and anything that discourages crowds of people from going to the airport gets a pass from me, and I'm honestly glad ARMY is one of the least tolerant fandoms, even though I also don't mind the pictures when I come across them.

[centrally-unplanned]

I agree with your assessment that Biden could not have passed any form of federal abortion protections (short of court stacking, which is a non-starter w/ him), but I think that tweet is still correct to criticize this facet of Dem campaign strategy. Barring a fantastically strong Dem showing in 2024, the prohibitive legislative hurdles Biden faced in his first term would still be there on re-election, and I frankly think Biden has better odds of croaking himself during his second term than a conservative Justice like Thomas does, much less the two Justices Dems would need to revive Roe.

Every election holds the potential of seeing abortion rights curtailed if Republicans win big enough, but the plurality odds are that the present deadlock will continue to prevail, which makes the Dems look either weak or unserious or both when they run on issues they can't materially fight for even if they win the election. Imo, Dem electeds need to learn how to campaign in a way that doesn't make their constituency feel like they are Charlie Brown in that one gag with Susie and the football, and the fact that the Dem VP candidate is falling afoul of that mistake sparks serious concerns for when the election that will actually determine the fate of abortion rights comes along.

I am definitely not adverse to critiques of how the Dems are campaigning! I don't think its been great myself (though not awful or anything). But on this one I do think you really need to ask what is the concrete, specific, actual thing Dems can do about this?

Like we can say "campaign on passing the WHPA but A: they currently do the equivalent of that, and B: its a lie, they can't pass it, they can't pass any bill federally on this - its pulling the football. They can appoint judges, which they say they will do, actually do, and makes a difference. And then....well, shit man, what do you want? Now what you can also actually do is operate at the state level - and here Dems have been hitting quite hard! Every Dem in a competitive state was emphasizing abortion in 2022 in campaigns, on the concrete promise that they will support bills in state legislatures to legalize the right to an abortion - which they did. And down-ballot voting strats is how it works, you get people into the ballot box to vote for the big elections and it drives turnout down the line. But while you can imagine a campaign that is like "vote for me a figurehead stamp for state level initiatives", imo that would be a bad strategy - people are very invested (to their detriment, but w/e) in the President-as-leader, and so him downplaying himself would probably not work.

IMO they should say "lets get to 60 everyone, if we do we will pass the WHPA" - but they do say that! Its what the VP thing you are mentioning is about, it was the focus Biden's first campaign event of the year. And as the same mentions, they are using the Justice Dept. to challenge bans on medically necessary abortions and other maneuvers that seem viable. Remember when Congress couldn't appoint military officers, like any, because a Republican Congressman was filibustering them? That was over Biden's continuing directives to fund abortions for servicemen. He is doing things! These are not football pulls, if Trump wins you absolutely could see members of the military losing access to abortion, even in pro-choice states. That's 200,000 women, its not small.

Again, I'm not saying there aren't some other ideas out there that might be good. The article above actually mentions some - leasing Federal Land for abortion clinics is a big Fuck You, I kind of like it (but its probably not smart, voters won't like it and state governments will go ballistic) But I think Dems have been pretty solid here since 2022, they are hands-tied but have found a bunch of ways to hammer the issue and make concrete promises with real stakes. If you don't win elections, which the US system is essentially built to prevent, its a tough game.

[nahalism]

stop thinking u know people better than they know themselves. they are showing you everything you need to know

I am not sure if i grasped this fully but it caught my eye, could you maybe elaborate for me? Id really appreciate ✉️📩💌

i think certain people, myself included, have a tendency toward a martyr complex where we accept behaviour we ordinarily wouldn't when it comes from the people we care about. (the why of the martyr complex is sad and separate issue) but the how behind it is rooted in a reflex to rationalise and overlook the facets of people that don't conform to our 'ideals', even when they become harmful/damaging to us. whether were extending our empathy to 'people who fall short', or sympathising with a projected set of reasons for why they might act the way they do, we end up warping the reality of who a person is into an idea of them, an idea that leads us to some conclusion that if they knew better, they would do better, and 'since when i call them out they say they want to do better, its just a matter of time till they act out better'. the truth is, that can lead to a long time spent being tied to someone who presently cannot fulfil you in the way you desire, and hurts you in the process of figuring whatever they are figuring out. it also leads to disillusionment cause often the vision you have for them is different to the vision they are working toward for themselves. and this is our shortcoming, because in holding an idea of the person and the trajectory for their evolution so closely, them exerting their free will to become whoever they want to become can start to look or feel like a personal betrayal, when really their just exerting their freedom to be themselves.

that said — at any given moment people are showing you exactly where they are at, who they are, and what they prioritise. we dont need to infantilise them by responsibility for them, or reason on their behalf as to why they do what they do. everyone has the same capacity for awareness, the same access to reasoning, and same right to autonomy. when someone acts contrary to your morals or your values its not an indication that they need your correction, your perspective, your influence, or your support to be better. if they wanted that, they would see what you or others are modelling and use their own initiative to make their desired progress... so when people show you what they are about, accept it. dont over think it. act accordingly.

* this isnt to say cut off all people who act in ways contrary to your own ideals. it just means learn to look at people and situations for what they are, not what you wish or think they have the potential to be. allow people the dignity to stand on the consequences of their autonomy, and allocate them to the part of your life they belong to based on what that autonomy brings to the table. if that means they have no place, then... trust that too 💌

[moose-mousse]

Meandering thoughts.... part 1

Authers note: Got high wrote what I was thinking. Be warned:

Got my code reviewed, and passed, at work.

And when testing the temperature sensor I had made a driver for… I was getting questions about why it could not measure anything bellow 0.

Which I could easily answer with "Because I told it to".

Because I was told to send the data out in fullscale… which I was told are simply a 14 bit representation of the temprature from a minimum to a maximum.

And the minimum for this sensor, was 0. So I clamped the values: if ( temperature > maximum) { temperature = maximum} else if (temperature < minimum) { temperature =minimum}

Turns out… that is not correct. The full-scale simply is the very weird way we say what a bit means. Normally like this "Each LSB ( least significant bit ) represent 0.0634 degrees celsius" So if the sensor returns 1000, you go: 63.4 = 1000 * 0.0634;

So what I HAD to encode the number as was that constant, but on 16 bit, in signed form.

Now… that is my bad. I did not understand a thing, and did not ask for an explanation… And the ones I got from the intro to the codebase was "its fullscale", and I did not have access to documentation.

BUT! The guy who DID know this, reviewed my code…

So why, oh why, did he not see the the function clearly marked "Claimping values" in there and then tell me it was wrong?

This review process is by the way partly for SECURITY! If giant breaks in business logic is not found, what do you think the chance is that a security issue is found? My guess is 0%

Remember. Tech companies being competent, is a myth. Companies are teenagers showing up for a presentation in history class still drunk from an all night kegger, just making up whatever stories they make up on the spot… except everyone in the class will lose their income, and have their life stability ripped away from them if they don't tell the company that they are absolutely right and are getting a A+.

[cryptopalog]

What’s an NFT?

Lately, you may be thinking, what exactly is an NFT?

I think I’ve figured it out after literally hours of reading. So let me share that knowledge with you. You might end up being a crypto millionaire after all.

Let’s start with the fundamentals:

NFT stands for Non- Fungible -Token. Still nothing? Well, I can’t blame you for that! “Non-fungible” signifies that it is one-of-a-kind and cannot be substituted with anything else. A bitcoin, for example, is fungible — swap one for another and you’ll get precisely an identical item, if Bitcoin confused you just think of dollar, basically, it’s a fungible item, you can trade it, swap it but you’ll still get the same item after all. On the other hand, a one-of-a-kind trade card is non-fungible. You’d get something altogether different if you swapped it for a different card.

Most NFTs are, part of the blockchain, especially the Ethereum blockchain, as most of them are minted there. Ethereum, like Bitcoin or Solana, is a cryptocurrency, but its blockchain also enables these NFTs, which hold additional information that allows them to function differently from, say, an ETH coin. It should be noted that other blockchains can implement their own forms of NFTs. Like Solana, which at the moment is number 2 in most minted NFT’s.

But what exactly is an NFT? An NFT can be literally anything, such as a collage of small photographs, a space kitten with a rainbow trail, a JPEG of various variations of apes, a music song, or even a virtual place in the metaverse. The possibilities for what an NFT can be are nearly limitless.

Now that you know more about NFTs, you must be wondering where you can buy those fancy items of digital art. In a marketplace, not the one on Facebook, you won’t find anything there. Just like there is a marketplace where physical art is traded, like paintings or jewelry, in the same way, there is a marketplace where you can buy an NFT. Opensea is the world’s first and largest NFT marketplace at the moment.

Why is the value of NFTs so high? Art can have countless copies, but only one original work. That is what makes the original painting valuable and irreplaceable. Let me give you another analogy. If you come into possession of the “Mona Lisa” but want to ensure that it is the original and not a copy, you will hire an expert to do his work and verify that the painting is, in fact, the original.If you want to make sure that the painting is the original and not a copy, you will hire an expert to do the work and verify that the painting is indeed the original. Well, with NFTs, that is not necessary because from the moment an NFT gets minted on the blockchain, the NFT will have a unique cryptographic id that will make it unique, and since the blockchain is a “shared ledger,” let’s say that everyone can have a look, that means that anyone and from anywhere can instantly verify the validity and uniqueness of the digital art.

How do you sell NFTs? Essentially, you’ll post your work to a marketplace and then follow the procedures to convert it into an NFT. You will be able to offer specifications such as a task description and a proposed cost. The majority of NFTs are acquired using Ethereum. However, they may also be purchased with other ERC-20 tokens, but that is something that we will discuss in another article.

How do you make an NFT? An NFT can be created by anyone, literally anyone. All you need is a digital wallet like Metamask or Trust wallet, a small amount of Ethereum, and access to an NFT marketplace where you can upload and convert your work into an NFT or crypto art. Isn’t it simple?

Disclaimer: All information in this blog post is provided only for informational reasons. My views are entirely my own. I make no guarantees about the information’s correctness, completeness, applicability, or validity. I shall not be held accountable for any mistakes, omissions, losses, or damages resulting from its presentation or usage. All information is supplied “as is,” with no guarantees and no rights conferred. I am not a financial advisor, and this is not financial advice.

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Everything You Need to Know About Club 91 and How It Works in Color Prediction Games

If you're someone who enjoys color prediction games and has been looking for a reliable platform to start playing and earning real rewards, then Club 91 might just be the perfect choice for you. Whether you're new to the world of color prediction games or an experienced player, Club 91 offers a simple yet exciting way to predict colors and win money quickly. In this article, we'll guide you through what Club 91 is, how to get started, and why it's gaining so much popularity in the online gaming world.

What Is Club 91?

Club 91 is an online color prediction game that allows players to predict the next color in a sequence and win real money based on their correct guesses. The game is designed to be easy to play, making it accessible to anyone, whether you're a beginner or a seasoned gamer. Club 91 is becoming one of the go-to platforms for those who want to enjoy an exciting and rewarding gaming experience.

The best part? You don't need complex strategies or extensive gaming skills to start earning money. With just a few simple choices and a bit of luck, you could win instant rewards and enjoy a fast-paced gaming experience.

How Does Club 91 Work?

The gameplay of Club 91 is quite straightforward, making it easy for players to dive right in. Here’s how it works:

Choose Your Color You will be presented with a series of colors on the screen, and your task is to guess which color will appear next in the sequence.

Make Your Prediction Select the color you think will be picked next. There are usually a few options available, and you can place your bet on any of them.

Wait for the Result Once you’ve made your prediction, all you have to do is wait for the result. The system will randomly generate a color, and if your prediction matches, you win.

Withdraw Your Earnings Once you've made a correct prediction and earned rewards, you can easily withdraw your winnings. Club 91 offers fast, hassle-free withdrawal options, ensuring that you get your money without unnecessary delays.

Why Club 91 Is So Popular

There are several reasons why Club 91 has quickly gained popularity among color prediction game players:

1. Simple Gameplay

Unlike many other games that require a lot of strategy or skill, Club 91 focuses on simplicity. The game is easy to understand, even for newcomers. You don’t need to spend hours learning how to play; all you need to do is guess the next color in the sequence.

2. Real Money Rewards

What sets Club 91 apart is its ability to offer real money rewards for correct predictions. As you play, you can earn cash that can be withdrawn instantly, which adds an exciting layer to the game. The instant gratification of seeing your winnings adds to the thrill of the game.

3. Fast Rounds

The rounds in Club 91 are fast, making it perfect for people who want quick entertainment. Each round takes only a few seconds, so you can play multiple rounds in a short amount of time, increasing your chances of earning rewards.

4. Accessible to Everyone

Whether you’re playing on your phone or laptop, Club 91 is accessible on multiple devices. The game is also user-friendly, so even beginners can easily get started and have fun without a steep learning curve.

5. Regular Promotions and Bonuses

Club 91 often runs promotions that provide extra bonuses or rewards to players. Whether it’s a daily bonus for logging in or a seasonal event with special rewards, these promotions add an extra incentive to keep playing.

How to Get Started with Club 91

Getting started with Club 91 is simple and can be done in just a few easy steps:

1. Visit the Official Club 91 Website

The first step is to visit the official Club 91 website on your mobile or desktop. Make sure you're on the official website to ensure your account’s safety.

2. Create an Account

To start playing, you will need to create an account. Click on the "Sign Up" or "Register" button, enter your details, including a valid mobile number, and set a secure password.

3. Make Your First Deposit

Once your account is set up, you’ll need to deposit some funds to start playing. You can use various payment methods such as bank transfers, e-wallets, or other online payment services.

4. Log In and Start Playing

Once you’ve deposited funds into your account, you can log in and start making your color predictions. Choose your color, place your bet, and wait for the result. Each round brings you closer to winning rewards.

Tips for Winning in Club 91

Although Club 91 is a game of chance, there are some strategies that can help increase your chances of winning:

Start Small: If you’re new to the game, start with small bets. This allows you to get comfortable with the game mechanics without risking too much money.

Observe Patterns: While the game is based on chance, some experienced players like to observe patterns in the color sequences. By analyzing previous results, you might be able to make more educated guesses.

Stay consistent: Consistency is key in Club 91. Instead of randomly choosing colors, try to stick with one color for a few rounds and observe how often it appears.

Manage Your Bankroll: Don’t bet more than you can afford to lose. Set a budget before you start playing and stick to it to ensure you’re always playing responsibly.

FAQs About Club 91

Q1: How do I sign up for Club 91? To sign up, visit the Club 91 website, click on the “Sign Up” button, and fill in your details. You’ll need to create a username, set a password, and verify your account using a valid mobile number.

Q2: Can I play Club 91 on my mobile phone? Yes, Club 91 is mobile-friendly and can be accessed on both Android and iOS devices. Simply visit the website through your browser, and you can play right from your phone.

Q3: Are the rewards instant? Yes, rewards are processed instantly. Once you win, your earnings will be credited to your account immediately, and you can withdraw them without any delays.

Q4: What payment methods can I use for deposits and withdrawals? Club 91 supports multiple payment methods, including credit/debit cards, e-wallets, and bank transfers, making it easy for you to deposit and withdraw funds.

Q5: Is Club 91 safe to play? Yes, Club 91 prioritizes user security. The website uses encrypted connections to ensure your personal and financial information is protected.

Final Thoughts

Club 91 is an exciting and accessible color prediction game that allows players to earn real money with just a few simple predictions. Its fast-paced rounds, easy-to-understand gameplay, and instant rewards make it a favorite among casual gamers. Whether you’re a beginner or a more experienced player, Club 91 offers a rewarding and fun experience.

If you haven’t yet tried Club 91, now is the perfect time to get started. Sign up today, make your first deposit, and start predicting colors to win big!

[zneehwrites]

How legal aid advise is only one click away now

As the world keeps changing, to keep up with its changes so does the law, In today’s fast paced life it becomes hard to keep up with the legal system, many a times some of the victims get so intimidated by the procedure of their case that they end up compromising with the injustices done to them, not only its complex nature but the prolonged timeline and the fees on each date presented to them, they think it's better to stay silent in order to not disrupt their life.

If the law is changing, so is the process! What if there was an easy way to make legal aid more accessible, quicker and reduce its cost? Enter Middlemen asia, designed to change the way we interact with the legal system.

Powered by AI it is your own personal assistant which takes care of documentation and more!

What is Middlemen asia?

Middlemen asia is a non-profit platform founded in 2024 as a part of WeDidIt Foundation. It aims to provide smooth legal aid in Asia by tackling the challenges in legal procedures.

By making justice accessible to everyone, the platform wants to help in empowering and building confidence in the common people so they don't hesitate to fight for their rights.

It saves up to 89% on lawyer fees and up to 73% of one's time by letting the AI assistant in answering the legal questions and helping people with their documentations

Imagine you think of buying a commercial property for investment or selling it to someone or you are thinking about leasing it to a tenant in need, correct legal aid can make your process smooth and hassle free

There are almost seven documents you need when it comes to commercial properties; from mother’s deed to NOC, you need to be prepared whether you are selling or buying it.

Or as a first time property owner or tenant you don’t know much about your rights, At times like these Middlemen Asia will be helpful for you.

From property taxes and other documents to renter’s and tenant’s rights and responsibilities, this platform can provide you accurate information quickly with very less cost.

In the same way the platform offers seamless guidance for various other legal matters.

The key features:

Case progress tracking

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Humata: AI for your files

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The free AI intergartions offer to simplify legal processes for both clients and lawyers.

Disclaimer: While the blogger strives to offer accurate and up-to-date content, the nature of law is complex and constantly evolving, and the application of legal principles can vary based on individual circumstances and jurisdiction. Under no circumstances shall the blogger be held liable for any damages, losses, or legal consequences that may arise from the use of this information or any actions taken based on it, As the blogger is not a professional, By accessing or using the information presented here, you acknowledge that no attorney-client relationship is formed.

The use of AI services or any guidance provided is at your own risk. The blog post is for informational purposes only and does not constitute legal advice.

[benjaminlas]

Unlocking Your Digital Identity: The Role of PFP Maker Free by iFoto

Have you ever wondered what makes you stand out in the ocean of social media profiles? Is it the clever username, or perhaps the insightful posts? While those play a part, one element often catches the eye before anything else: your profile picture. But what if I told you that your profile picture isn't just a photo; it's a representation of your digital identity? Enter PFP Maker Free by iFoto, a tool that’s quietly revolutionizing how we present ourselves online.

The Power of a Profile Picture

When you think about it, your profile picture is like a first impression in the digital realm. It’s often the first thing people notice about your profile, and it can significantly influence their perception of you. But let’s face it—not all of us are professional photographers, and not everyone has access to high-end equipment or editing software. So, how do you create a profile picture that truly speaks to your identity?

Finding PFP Maker Free by iFoto

This is where PFP Maker Free by iFoto steps in. Have you ever scrolled through social media and seen profiles with these stunning, stylized images and wondered how they achieved that look? Chances are, many of them used PFP Maker Free. This innovative tool from iFoto allows users to convert everyday photos into works of art. Whether you’re looking for a sleek, modern vibe or something more artistic and edgy, PFP Maker Free offers a range of filters and themes to suit any style or personality.

Personalization at Its Finest

What sets PFP Maker Free apart is its ease of use and versatility. Have you ever tried to edit a photo on your phone and felt limited by the options? With PFP Maker Free, you have a plethora of options right at your fingertips. From color correction to adding stickers and text, the level of personalization is impressive. It's like having a professional photo editor in the palm of your hand.

The Debate: Authenticity vs. Stylization

Of course, not everyone is a fan of heavily edited profile pictures. Some argue that these stylized images are a departure from authenticity, that they don’t represent the true self. But isn't the point of social media to present a curated version of ourselves? We share the highlights, the best angles, and the moments that make us look our best. PFP Maker Free simply boosts that curated experience, allowing us to put our best digital foot forward.

The Impact on Social Interactions

But it’s not just about looking good; it’s about feeling good. When you use PFP Maker Free to craft a profile picture that you love, it can boost your confidence. This newfound confidence can translate into more engaging social interactions, whether you’re networking professionally or just connecting with friends. It’s amazing how a simple change in your profile picture can alter the way you engage with others online.

How PFP Maker Free by iFoto Fits into the Digital Landscape

In a world where first impressions are often digital, tools like PFP Maker Free by iFoto are becoming increasingly valuable. They bridge the gap between everyday photography and professional-grade images. And the best part? It’s free. You don’t have to spend a fortune to create a profile picture that accurately represents who you are and how you want to be perceived.

Final Thoughts

So, the next time you’re contemplating a change to your social media profile, consider giving PFP Maker Free by iFoto a try. It’s more than just an image editing tool; it’s a way to express your identity in a digital world. Whether you’re looking to make a statement or simply want a fresh look, PFP Maker Free has the tools to help you do just that. After all, your digital identity is important—why not make it shine?