#Lock the doors
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defensive-tactics · 4 months ago
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Lock your car doors. Take your key/fob with you. Simple Vehicle Defense.
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respectthepetty · 2 years ago
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You know what I hate about Naked Dining?
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That I actually like Naked Dining EXCEPT for the naked dining part.
It's not the naked part either. That was in the title, so I knew what I was waltzing into before the first scene lit up my screen.
No! It's the "Why don't characters lock doors or make sure people have actually left before they do whatever they are going to do?"
Ichijou has been caught by Mahiro twice? Thrice? It is clear Mahiro knows what Ichijou is up to but is too polite to comment and/or digs it since he likes Ichijou, but come on sir.
Did "Let's Have a Kiki" teach him nothing?! Lock the doors. Lower the blinds. THEN fire up the smoke machine.
Peter, Paul, and Jesus, these kids today are reckless.
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random-xpressions · 10 months ago
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I'm tired of sinning alone, I have better ideas of sinning together...
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lyledebeast · 2 years ago
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Dogs, Kids, and Gender in the Patriot
One of the most grating minor storylines in The Patriot for me is General Cornwallis’s fickle Great Danes Brandon F offers a fascinating reading of these scenes on Youtube]), addressing the ways in which Martin’s control over Cornwallis’s dogs functions as another way for him to emasculate the general. But also, as a dog lover, I find it incredibly stupid. The dogs seem perfectly alright with Cornwallis the first time we see them is in the officers’ tent after the Battle of Camden.  While relishing in Tavington’s embarrassment at his icy reception, Cornwallis is feeding his dogs cold cuts from the table.  They’re not shut away in a kennel, neglected.  There is plenty for both of them (clearly they are having Tavington and Bordon’s shares!), and they show no hesitation at eating the strips of meat directly from the general’s hand.
Contrast that with Martin’s first meeting with the dogs, who are barking their massive heads off after all of their caregivers have just been shot by strangers coming out of the woods.  Martin diffuses this highly stressful situation by snatching a half gnawed bone out of the hands of one of his men and throwing it to the dogs.  One (1) bone for two spoiled officer’s dogs?  What are they going to do with that, idiot? Share? But it isn’t really surprising that Martin would know nothing about dogs. In all the scenes we see of him on his farm early in the movie, there is never a single dog on screen.  Not for hunting, birding, ratting or protecting his livestock.  (Honestly, what kind of South Carolina farmer doesn’t have a dog?  This freak, apparently.)  But none of that matters.  The dogs love Martin.  They obey his every command without hesitation, look to him for approval before they let their former guardian approach them, and even then refuse to let Cornwallis touch them.  Let me also point out that this scene is the first time Martin has interacted with the dogs onscreen since the gnawed bone sharing incident.  I hate it!
What is far more troubling, though, is that almost the exact same thing happens with Martin’s younger children and Charlotte Selton.  The situation Martin throws this woman into should be quite overwhelming.  She is unmarried and childless; for all we know she has never had any children of her own.  Without warning, she becomes the guardian of not only five children, but five traumatized children.  And yet not only do they survive under her care--which is more than Martin can say for the two older boys--but she fixes them for him!  The first time we see the children and their aunt together, she remarks on how much they’ve grown, and Ben replies, “They come from good stock.  On their mother’s side of course.”  In a parallel scene when he visits the family on Gullah Island, he exclaims “what have you been feeding them?” and she replies, “They come from good stock.  On their father’s side.”  This is how they flirt, apparently.
But seriously, what has she been feeding them?  Mood stabilizers in wee fistfuls? There is not a hint that anything bad has ever happened to them. They’ve had their brother murdered in front of them, their house burned down, another house burned down by same people who murdered their brother.  They’ve been brought with their enslaver aunt to a settlement of free Black people (a complication that is certainly never addressed by the movie).  And we’re meant to believe they’re no worse off than they were just before the start of the war? Susan is even better!  Charlotte informs us that she, after spending the first half of the movie mute, has been “speaking for weeks now.”  “Full sentences.  Almost like she had never stopped,” Gabriel reports to his father.  What kind of rich White lady magic does she have that allows her to form a stronger emotional connection with this child than a man who has been a parent for 20+ years?
Unfortunately, rich White lady magic is the only answer we’re given.  As little interaction as Martin has with the dogs, Charlotte has even less with Susan.  As big a deal as Susan speaking is, as obvious as it is that this change is owing to her living with Charlotte (the single positive change in her life), there is not a single moment where Susan speaks to her.
Ultimately, these moments tell us absolutely nothing about dogs or children, both of which require patience and, you know, actual effort to earn their trust. What it does make clear is the story’s lazy reliance on gender essentialism to accomplish what the script does not.  The dogs, which are certainly Martin’s now given that they are trailing behind the wagon as he brings his new wife home at the end of the move, yield to him because, as A Man, he exudes authority.  He need do nothing to earn their respect.  Because Charlotte is A Woman, children just blossom around her like spring flowers, no explanation needed.  If a person is just Gender enough, dogs and children will respond accordingly. This is also why not being in control of his dogs makes Cornwallis an object of ridicule, but that Martin’s daughter does not speak for three years--and still will not speak to him initially after she starts again--is never presented as a failing on his part. Obviously, we can’t expect of A Man what only A Woman can accomplish.
I think Tavington had the right idea. Fire is the only cure.
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witch-squibby · 2 years ago
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Couldn't even tell you how many times I had to poop last night. It felt like every hour. And now, I'm gonna down an energy drink and go to work!! I hope I don't cry or yell at anyone!!
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enlitment · 9 months ago
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See, maybe it's my egocentrism speaking but one of these is not like the others! I'd love to have the opportunity to give a speech to such a large crowd.
Though there may be some casualties I would feel guilty about afterwards. Bad things tend to happen when 25 000 people decide they need to immediately leave the room, all at once.
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paperback-bitch · 3 months ago
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Review: Lock The Doors
By Vincent Ralph Hardback: n/a – Paperback: $10.99 – E-book: $8.98 Approx. 400 pages – Audiobook: 9 hours YA Thriller/Mystery
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SYNOPSIS
The truth won't stay hidden behind locked doors.
Tom's family has moved into their dream home. But pretty soon he starts to notice that something is very wrong—there are strange messages written on the wall and locks on the bedroom doors. On the OUTSIDE.
The previous owners have moved just across the road, and they seem like the perfect family. Their daughter, Amy, is beautiful and enigmatic, but Tom is sure she's hiding something. And he isn't going to stop until he finds the truth behind those locked doors. . .
Will their dream home become a nightmare?
Themes: Grief and Loss, Survival, Relentless Pursuit of Truth
Tropes: We’re All Mad Here, Blended Family Struggles, The Trauma is Coming From Inside the House
Warnings: Mentions of Physical Abuse, Depictions of Psychological Abuse, Minor Character Death, and severe PTSD and grief around the loss of a child.
REVIEW
This is a weird one for me. It started of so painfully slow for me, and I personally feel the book is about 100 pages longer than it needed to be. The chapters are short – ridiculously short, in fact. Some of them are only half a page long, even. The longest chapter in this book was five and a half pages, and the majority of them average two pages or less. It was such a strange style for me and honestly turned me off so much that my pending 3-star dropped to a 2-star, and for a while, the book was in my DNF pile.
I let books linger there for a while before I give up on them completely, and ultimately when I decided to focus on thrillers and mysteries for September and October, I decided to give Lock the Doors another chance. After all, the mystery was intriguing me, and I did want to see how it resolved. So I picked it up again, and I devoured 2/3 of the book in a single night. I’m writing this review the same night, in fact, because man do I have some feelings about this book.
On one hand, I try to shy away from spoilers, because I believe in letting people experience the book on their own. On the other, I have revealed spoilers in the past when I feel it’s important to the integrity of my review. I’m trying to dance a delicate line on this one, because the twist managed to take me by surprise, which is rare. Well, that’s not quite true. I saw the twist coming, but the motive for it? Now that was a real twist, and it sparked genuine fury in me.
This book has a tangible villain. It’s a psychological thriller in the best way, where it really messes with your head and makes you question everything, but it does have a villain. The book doesn’t want you to think that, though. The main character, teenaged boy Tom, spends the entire book digging and digging into secrets that are none of his business, because he refuses to let someone suffer when he can help them. He saw what his mother endured, and it made him someone who can’t turn away when there’s even a chance someone needs help and he can provide it. And when he uncovers the full truth, he has sympathy for the one that is so clearly a villain in my eyes. I do not.
I understand why Tom sees it this way, and I understand why I believe the author wrote it that way. But I respectfully refuse to agree, and that may be a personal shortcoming of mine. If I relate to something in a book, if I see something in it that reflects my own life, I take it personally. And I took this book personally. Despite the slow start, the twist and reveal drew a fury out of me that had me wanting to hurl the book across the room, and I was turning pages so fast that I very nearly did. The villain in the novel, the cause of all the suffering of the characters, was basically a caricature of someone in my own life. It lent a level of pain to the book that I struggled hard to swallow down when it hit a little too close to home.
In the end, the ending was satisfying if a bit too tame for my taste, but again – personal shortcomings. I tend toward rage when I’m hurt, and I wanted the villain to suffer much more than they did.
FINAL THOUGHTS
4/5 stars. This would have been my first five star review on the blog, if not for the inane chapter lengths and the frustrating pacing. It takes skill to craft a villain so tangible and infuriating that it incites readers to rage, and I docked a star for the simple fact that the flaws almost led me to leaving the book unfinished before the reveal.
RECOMMENDATIONS
Fans of psychological thrillers, this is one for you. The twist was one I don’t see used often, and again, this book manages to get under your skin and evoke true emotion. If you’re into Holly Jackson, she has a similar vibe, and Karen McManus too.
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chloesimaginationthings · 3 months ago
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He has no mouth but he must scream in FNAF..
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odinsblog · 9 days ago
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takashi0 · 8 months ago
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If only there was a way to guarentee that it would happen ONLY to them and no one else.
if your class solidarity doesn’t include people who are on SSI, food stamps, or are unable to work it’s not solidarity
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shotmrmiller · 1 month ago
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tw:somno
living next door to ghoap and while they (mostly Johnny) like to strike up conversation with you whenever you're getting your mail or tossing out the trash, lately, they've been catching you at every opportunity. even before work and they'll keep you around long enough to almost make you late.
maybe that's why you've suddenly started having raunchy dreams about them both. (but what makes it weird is that they're never together. it's only ever one or the other.) it's hard keeping the shame that sits hot in your chest below the collar of your shirt when you always end up cornered by either johnny or simon just to ask you how you've been recently, if you've slept well, that your skin is glowing.
how can you tell them that you've been getting the best sleep you've had in months because every other night, you've been having an actual orgasm or three to your wet dreams? that you've been waking up in the morning with release sticking your inner thighs together, your sex hot and tender to the touch because (in your imagination) he and his boyfriend eat pussy like it's the last one on they'll ever have?
none of this would be an issue if you just had you a nice boyfriend to give you the attention your neighbors have been forcing upon giving you.
(you don't. you give them a shaky smile, a weak excuse and run straight to your flat. it prompts johnny to chide simon for being so overzealous with you. "told ye to give 'er a few to recover, ye'd gone into 'er room just two days ago," as if he hadn't lapped up all the slick you'd left on simon's face after an hour of eating you out. as if johnny wasn't the one to suckle on the sensitive skin of your inner thigh long enough to leave the mark you'd confused for a bruise. hypocrisy at its finest.)
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defensive-tactics · 10 months ago
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Good advice whenever you park your car... roll up the windows and lock the doors.
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llamagoddessofficial · 8 months ago
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Nightmare: you amuse me, human. i'm going to make you mine.
You: Like. Like as a partner, or as a pet?
Nightmare: yes.
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egophiliac · 10 months ago
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(almost) four years in, and I finally had time to draw something for the anniversary! woo! 🎉🎉🎉
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magz · 1 month ago
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Magz birthday is on December 9. Magz is a multiply-disabled nonverbal mixed-black nonbinary artist in "third world" country. Doing at-home physical therapy and (compromise) speech therapy. Trying to be able to job and immigrate. Am grateful to be alive. For birthday, want to start ending this cycle of poverty and pain and emergencies in last Magz fundraiser.
Fundraiser Campaign (Accepts paypal and card. Shows goal progress.) Other links: About Donations | Freebies on Ko-Fi | WishList
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(Banner image: art by magz)
Original Post Date: December 7, 2024
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vintrage · 5 months ago
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fire cannot kill a dragon BITCH
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