#abigale thorn

[katherinakaina]

Sadly, this is your worst video, @theabigailthorn . You spend more and more time promoting your other projects, instead of providing the substance for your videos. And it really hurts the quality of Philosophy Tube.

Here you raise an extremely important topic. And yet, instead of thorough philosophical examination, you uncritically accept one perspective on it, to the point where you just give the speaker to its proponent. And then you switch to talk about the societal and political issues, without even noticing that the death acceptance narrative completely undermines them.

Yes, human condition is simultaneously being the super special and unique spark of consciousness, capable of love, reason and art but also being a bunch of matter which is potentially just food for worms. And yes it's unpleasant to think about it for obvious reasons and therefore people usually don't, which often leads to bad consequences. But if you solve this cognitive dissonance by persuading yourself that death is good actually, and that you, and everyone else are not special or particularly valuable, then why would anyone care about the children of Gaza? After all they are also just food for worms, are they not?

The equilibrium of death acceptance, where everyone can look in the face of death due to not considering it bad anymore, isn't a world without horrors of war. It's a world where people do not even need to justify these horrors, where consideration of casualties doesn't even come to mind. It's a world where NO life is grievable at all! You've noticed yourself that trying to adopt this philosophy made you more callous. Now try honestly imagining what would it do to society as a whole, if everyone adopted it.

The reason why we do not even want to think about death, the reason why we are so shocked when an alligator ignores our natural rights is because death is REALLY FUCKING BAD. It's one of the worst thing there is, and it happens to everybody, and you can do very little about it. This is the horrible truth of human condition which you are not properly facing as long as you try to delude yourself into death acceptance.

Were you under impression that it's just such an obvious and therefore boring point? Is that why you managed to make an entire video about death without talking about immortalism? Well, if you thought about it at all, you might've noticed a lot of interesting implications connected to the societal issues you are concerned with. Like how modern society just assumes that lives of the elderly are not worth grieving, how it's just assumed that death of "natural causes" is somehow fine. How worries about existential risks and long term consequences of human activities, such as global warming, naturally much less consider people, who do not expect to witness them. How whole conservative ideology is based around human mortality. How obsession over fertility, enforcement of gender roles and treating women as walking wombs stop having ANY justification whatsoever when there is no need to constantly replenish the dying population. How people in their eighties would be much less motivated to shift into conservatism without age related cognitive decline and if more than half of their life would still be in front of them.

Humbleness is part of the answer. You do need to be humble enough to understand, that its not that likely that you in particular will witness the glorious transhumanist future where people do not have to die anymore, and still fight for this future for the sake of others. Being a soldier who will very likely die doesn't mean you can't still wish for victory.

But humbleness is never the whole answer. Imagine treating any other significant problem that humanity struggles with, like this video proposes to treat death. Imagine someone claiming that sexism is just natural state of affairs and we need to humbly accept this part of our existence, or even embrace it with ~curiosity~, while mocking every attempt to solve the issue as corporate HR culture, virtue signaling or wishful thinking. Isn't it immediately obvious how intellectually bankrupt this reasoning is? Then why do you suddenly treat the exact same approach as insightful in this case?

[katherinakaina]

Yes, and:

It's not what ethical AI really means. It's what you want it to mean in order to have an extra opportunity to say how bad capitalism is - and, fair enough, it is. But you've just dismissed a whole sphere of philosophy in order to once again make the same political point that your viewers are well familiar with. And it saddens me.

It saddens me, as a leftist-rationalist that the left in general seems to be unable to engage with AI alignment topic on its own terms. It saddens me as a philosopher, that we seem to be loosing ability to talk about philosophy in non political terms. It saddens me, as a regular Philosophy Tube viewer, that you are failing in the same way.

Yes I know, that everything has a political aspect to it, yes I know, that it's important, and that it's a mistake when this aspect is dismissed. And yet, it is also a mistake to ignore all the other aspects! You can't solve AI alignment by explaining how bad capitalism is. You can't prevent AI Doom scenario by pointing to climate change. You didn't solve all the coordination problems by saying: "unionize!". Even if we lived in a carbon neutral communist utopia the problems of AI alignment would still be unsolved. They deserve to be addressed on their own. It's not an either or situation.

On a related note. When corporations are doing regular capitalist stuff, claiming that their product is obviously good and unproblematic, and how harmful are any regulations for everybody, the left correctly points out how it's not the case and that we need regulations, checks and balances and, actually, wealth redistribution. But it seems that a lot of us have generalized this as "always say the opposite of what the corporations say" and it leads to weird places. Now we have a CEO openly claiming that their product is potentially dangerous, that there have to be regulations and proposes a huge economic reform with a progressive taxation system (check who owns most of the land), redistributing economic gains and fixing worst offenses of capitalism. And instead of being vindicated, and taking this golden opportunity to make a huge improvement over the status quo, most leftists are caught flat footed and try to come with galaxy brain takes how it's all somehow a crypto scam and a reverse psychological trick to actually pay less taxes and have less regulations. When you propose UBI in the end of one of your videos, it's a cool radical idea. But when you find out that actually some people in power are in favor of it too, you are immediately proclaim it as not radical enough. As if you are not actually interested in having your ideas implemented.

Please, think about it. Learn more about Georgism. Read "Progress and Poverty". Or at least "The Land is a Big Deal". It may not be the communist utopia we all hope for, but it's at least a huge step in the right direction (and it doesn't necessary have to be the only one), significantly improving the situation with climate change as well (fossil fuels are part of the land). It has tractable way to be implemented and potential support from all parts of society. Yes, you won't be able to look cool while posing with a hammer and smashing things, but it's a sacrifice we should be willing to make. Because what's the alternative proposal? Wait till half of the Philippines are under water? And then maybe marxist revolution just happens itself and leads to a good outcome this time, instead of instantiating more power hungry dictators? Do you honestly think that the risks and the costs of such political program are worth it?

Yes, there is no ethical anything under capitalism, for a specific definition of "ethical". The concerns you raise are valid and the problems you want to talk about, deserve to be discussed. But please, don't use them as a framing device to dismiss other valid concerns, problems and solutions, that may not be your favorites. Not without engaging with them on the object level. This is not a realistic way to achieve your political goals and, most importantly, it's not good philosophy.

AI IS AN EXISTENTIAL RISK IN THE SAME WAY NUCLEAR WEAPONS ARE

AI SAFETY MUST BE ONE OF OUR PRIORITIES

We should be the ones comparing Sam Altman to Oppenheimer!

TURN THIS SHIT DOWN

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What's up Tumblr-heads - new episode of Philosophy Tube is here! It's about AI: how it's made, how to make it ethical, and the time someone used it to make nonconsensual porn of me!

[somebodysthoughtdaughter]

Vivi-Design EAH Fancast 2.0 (Pt. 1)

So a couple of months ago I made this: https://www.tumblr.com/childofmattel/711008760788877312/eah-fancast-part-1

I fancasted @vivi-designs EAH and I'm pretty sure it was my most viewed post. Anyways I've decided to do a little recast of my fancast. Some of them haven't changed but I tried to make it more accurate to Vivi-Design's EAH and I also tried to fancast more actors as the characters so this recast has a little more knowledge than the other. Anyways, enough talking here's my new fancast.

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/childofmattel/735638317217021952/vivi-design-eah-fancast-20-pt2

Part 3: https://www.tumblr.com/childofmattel/739329240523227137/eah-recast-pt3

Part 4: https://www.tumblr.com/childofmattel/739542620483747840/vivi-design-eah-fancast-20-pt4

Part 5: https://www.tumblr.com/childofmattel/739611898471923712/vivi-design-eah-fancast-20-pt5

Morgan Lily as Apple White

She's still a curvier Apple White but I just made her a little younger. I also think Morgan Lily matches the pinterest Vivi-Design's made of Apple White more than my original one.

Abigale Corrigan as Raven Queen

If you haven't watched Harlan Coben's Shelter you def should, it's a great show (so sad it got cancelled). Anyways I think Ema is alot like Raven Queen, like a lot like Raven Queen. Also Abigale Corrigan has that emo vibe that Vivi's Raven has and I'm glad I found a FC that fits that.

Maitreyi Ramakrishnan as Briar Beauty

Keeping Maitreyi Ramakrishnan as Briar Beauty because I love her and I truly think she'd be a perfect Briar Beauty. I was trying to find someone with brown hair but I don't really think it matters that much and I truly think that if Maitreyi Ramakrishnan was Briar Beauty it'd be 👨‍🍳 💋

Jada Jones as Faybelle Thorne

According to the Google Slides, vivi's Faybelle is Blasian and so is Jada Jones. This picture of her really gave me Faybelle vibes and although she has black hair idc. I feel like this is a good FC for Vivi's Faybelle especially.

Willow Allen as Ashlynn Ella

I really do wish there was more Inuit celebrities in the industry but I stumbled across Willow Allen and I think she's honestly a beautiful Ashlynn Ella. I do like Anna Lambe as Ashlynn Ella aswell but I decided to use her again in Ever After High for another character. Anyways I think Willow Allen would be a great Ashlynn Ella.

Laya DeLeon Hayes as Farrah Goodfairy

I don’t think I can recast her. Everytime I think of Farrah I think of Laya

Tyler DiChiara as Hunter Huntsman

I know him from Gotham Knights (I know it got a lot of hate but it was actually so good) and when watching it I kept thinking how he'd definitely make a good hunter. Bonus point because's he's actually trans and Vivi's hunter is aswell. #TransHunterHuntsman

I've decided to keep my fancast of the Charmings the same. (Sorry the pictures are so small, they looked bigger before posting) So

Leo.wz = Daring

Lance Lim = Dexter

Minnie Mills = Darling

I think this fancast is probably my favorite ones. Even though they don't play the characters as there is no live-action EAH I think that if these people were to play them they'd be amazing. Although Minnie Mills doesn't have the same hair color as Darling, she could lowkey just wear a wig and it'd be fine to me but it's not that big of a deal because it's not like Daring's whole character is the color of her hair.

Briana Roy as Madeline Hatter

At first my recast was going to be Malia Baker but then I found her and I was like "This is my new Maddie Fancast" I still think Malia could play a good Maddie but something about this actor screams Maddie to me. She doesn’t look a lot like the one of Vivi's Pinterest but I totally think she could.

[cerberus-spots]

WAIT WHAT THE FUCK ABIGALE THORN YES YES YESSSSSS THIS IS AMAZING

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Thorn Queen chapters 25 & 26

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Chapter 25

“What are you…? It—it’s not an act, I swear it. I care about you. I love you.”

“Love me?” I snarled. “People in love don’t fucking drug and rape other people!”

Don't forget the kidnapping! Kind of an important factor here, too.

“If you care anything about your people—about those girls—you won’t do this. He’s a prince. You kill him, and his mother will declare war on you. You think the drought was bad? Imagine armies sweeping in and devastating your land. Villages burned. Innocent people killed. Is that what you want? Can you do that to them?”

[…]

“No,” I said softly, feeling all the energy run out of me. I was tired. So, so tired. “I don’t want a war. I…I can’t unleash something like that.”

Then, for the first time so far, Dorian spoke.

“I can,” he said.

And before anyone really realized what was happening, he strode across the kitchen. His sword came out from its sheath, brilliant and deadly in the light, and he plunged it straight into Leith’s body. The Rowan Prince stiffened, eyes going wide, as Dorian pushed the blade further into Leith’s stomach.

I'm sorry, but if they didn't kill him, he would have gone on to hurt other girls and call it love, just like he did with Eugenie. Somebody had to do it.

“Okay,” Roland said softly, his own eyes shining with tears. “Let’s go home.”

Chapter 25 summary: So Leith showed up. And in his mind, he and Eugenie would go off and get married and go riding off into the sunset and be a family together. There's some thousand year old fairy law that states that if you're pregnant, then you must marry the father/the girl you knocked up. Apparently even in instances of rape. And the only thing Eugenie can think of is how fucked up that Leith is.

Kiyo, Dorian, and Roland show up just in time to hear the last bit of that. Eugenie is ready with her magic, ready to smite Leith down. However, Kiyo talks her down, saying that if she kills Leith, then his mother will wage war against the Thorn Kingdom. Eugenie doesn't want for her people to suffer further, but Dorian is willing to wage war against the Oak kingdom because they're apparently all pieces of shit and deserve to be knocked down more than a few pegs. So he kills Leith without hesitation.

Dorian and Kiyo want for Eugenie to return to the fairy world with them as they return those three girls to their families. Then, they're going to dig through Art's and Abigale's records to try and track down the other trafficked girls. But Eugenie finally breaks down and tells Roland that she just wants to be with her mother right then.

Chapter 26

I had to get out of here—and I knew exactly where I had to go. I had to go to my kingdom.

Chapter 26 summary: Eugenie goes to her mother's house, where she kind of sits around in this awkward post-trauma haze. She does eventually get her period, and she cries a lot that at least there wouldn't be lingering issues about what happened. At least, not in that regard.

Roland comes, and he's beyond angry over the entire thing. Despite the fact that Eugenie was fucking kidnapped, drugged, and raped for like two weeks, but sure. Let's get angry over how she's the queen of a fairy kingdom now. This seems reasonable.

Following the fight, Eugenie decides that she needs to go home. Tim is beyond relieved to see her, and offers to cook her some food, which she agrees to. She hadn't exactly been eating well while she'd been held prisoner. They had offered her food, but she was so drugged up and emotionally sick with the constant rape that it had been hard for her to eat.

Kiyo shows up after another couple of days. He says that the Oak queen is amassing her armies to wage war against Dorian and Eugenie's kingdom. He tells her that she should go grovel at the queen's feet, to beg off and save her own kingdom. But this only just sparks a fight between them. Eugenie is of the opinion that Leith 100% deserved to die. Furthermore, if Kiyo was so insistent upon sparing everybody from a war, he should have fucking kill Leith himself. Kiyo is only just thinking about his own needs, and refuses to understand anything beyond his immediate future. And I get that killing somebody is final and terrible... but at the same time... Why the hell are you defending a rapist? THE MAN KIDNAPPED AND RAPED YOUR GIRLFRIEND. WHY ARE YOU DEFENDING HIM?!

As you might imagine, this is the final straw in an already delicate relationship, and they break up. Eugenie decides that she needs to cool her heels in her kingdom.

[darleneartist]

Jasmine Snippet #72

Notes for “The Story of Jasmine” continue: Thorne knew that Jasmine was the Princess of UR. The discarded dress discovered earlier gave that secret away. Thorne was predisposed to think ill of this girl, whomever she purported to be. That’s probably why Thorne could barely tolerate her. Thorne could think of several reasons the girl might be pretending to be someone else. Not wishing to marry the…

[allthelittlethingsihavetosa-blog]

#TheFavor Aedan and Sawyer {@ASmallTownDoc @JustOneMoreTmrw}

::After my talk with #Abigale at the print shop I felt so much better, she told me who to talk to and I could even begin to tell you how relieved I was. Of course once I got in the car I googled the infamous Doctor Aedan McLoughlin, reading what I could about him. I stuck to the papers here in town and his qualifications the remainder about his life growing up seem like I was invading his life or getting ready to run some article. I wasn't. I just needed the basics for an intro that was all. Once I had all I needed I grinned softly, turned the car over and headed towards his office hoping he could help me. Even just a little with my show. At this point if he didn't I would be running around like a chicken with my head cut off wildly handing out invites, maybe quite possibly clucking while I did so. I chuckled quietly to myself while I parked across the street from his clinic and let myself out of the vehicle to grab a few  invites before making my way across the street. I hummed quietly to myself before I pulled open the door and was greeted by the friendliest receptionist I have ever met.:: "Have a seat, Miss. Edwards and I'll let Dr. McLoughlin know he has a visitor." ::She even winked as I took a seat, I couldn't help but blush. There was something about her that made you feel completely at ease and I think that was one of the reasons he must have hired her. I pulled out my planner to take a few more notes while I waited, then pulled out my phone and added the millions of new requests from the copious amounts of emails #Diedre had sent to "check in"::

Aed: 

||It was a typical day for me, meaning nothing more remarkable than diagnosing and treating a poison ivy rash to explaining for the hundredth time to Old Man Iler that bacon if eaten in moderation is okay.

“You young whipper snappers change that every other month. It’s good. It’s bad. I’m 97 years old, if I keel over at the kitchen table then the good Lord saw fit to call me home.”

It was a losing battle that kept his daughter up to her eyes in worry and since she insisted that he not be placed in a nursing home it wouldn’t resolve itself until he passed. I was pulled from my thoughts when Mrs. Willmont poked her head into my office. “Aedan, your next appointment is here. General checkup to establish as a patient.”|| Thanks, Mrs. Willmont. Is she done the initial paperwork? ||Until that exact moment I’d never truly believed you could hear someone roll their eyes. I was wrong and my office manager/receptionist/godsend made a tsk noise.|| Sorry, ma’am. ||Her good natured laughter followed her out to the main area where I heard her direct someone named Sawyer to follow her to room 2.||

Sawyer:

::I was lost in emails, grumbling under my breath in reply to the nasty few Id gotten in haste of my lack of rushing to #Deidre's immediate attention. Did she really think I sat around all day and awaited her messages? My head lifted with a slight grin as I shook my head, I already knew the answer to that question. Of course she did.::

“Sawyer? Follow me please, Room 2 is ready for you.”

Thank you ::I flashed a smile the receptionists way before I felt her gently press her hand against my back, nudging me to get my full attention. I wasn't so much started as surprised.:: “Whoever that is on the phone that's got you so riled up, I wouldn't give them another thought. Erase and move on. You're far too beautiful to frown my dear.” ::I barely manage to open my mouth before she closed the door with a wink and vanished from view, if only the world was filled with more women like her. Not only would it be a better place but it would probably have a lot less anger in it.

My bag came to rest on the table I was probably meant to sit on while I took a quick look around, the office was simple which I enjoyed. Me being me, I couldn't help taking a look in a few of the drawers while I waited. I'm sure the doc would be a little while longer::

Aed: “All set, my dear.”

||The salacious wink that Mrs. Willmont gave me had me blushing. How a woman half my size and close to my mother’s age made me either feel like a teen boy caught looking at his crush or a recalcitrant toddler if I was cross with anyone, it was up for debate but it happened more than I cared to admit. Her husband said she was feisty and I wholeheartedly agreed, it only endeared her more in my eyes. Standing, I cleared my throat and went to the proper door, knocking softly. I’d been here nearly two years but I still had nerves when meeting a new patient. Old Doc. Moore didn’t just sell me his practice but his idea of small town medicine and why it was an art that shouldn’t die, I agreed. House calls had fallen out of fashion decades ago, not here and while people were refused at other offices for no insurance I was more than happy to take payments or car repairs, lawn mowing and so on. Being a doctor wasn’t about the prestige or lucrative salary for me it was caring about and taking care of people; it was a simple concept.||

Sawyer:

::I pushed aside a few of the samples that were in my way hoping to find some sort of picture of the doc I was about to meet, maybe an old newspaper clipping or business card. But I found bubbkiss. Absolutely nothing. I had no idea who was going to walk through that door, shit. My eyes widened instantly when I realized what was happening:: Oh crap. No. ::I meant to shut the drawer quietly and dash over to the bed, take a seat like I'd been there waiting casually all along. That wasn't how it went at all. I heard the knock, panicked then slammed the drawer proceeded to trip over my own heels and nearly knock myself out on the small stool that would have assisted me onto the bed where I would have sat. I groaned loudly and just sat there for a second fully aware by the pair of shoes now joining me in the room the doc had arrived. I laughed cause honestly it was all I could do before I found my feet then straightened myself out. It wasn't until my eyes lifted that my jaw nearly hit the floor, I was gonna need a moment.::

Aed: 

||Normal protocol was to wait for my knock to be acknowledged but from the sounds coming from behind the door I rushed in and nearly let my laugh slip at what I saw. On the foot stool sat a stunning blonde who apparently was a bit of a snoop and mildly klutzy. Just as I was about to offer my hand, she popped up from her seat and blushed from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.|| Ms. Sawyer, did you find the swabs to be in order? ||This time I did chuckle and heard a feminine snicker from down the hall, apparently Mrs. Willmont found it funny too.||

Sawyer:

::Two things popped into mind; First was, was I wearing skirt because at this point it may have been hiked all too high for the first meeting with the doc and second I was already thinking of a second meeting. Both hands drop to smooth out the fabric only to let out a small sigh of relief when I realized nothing was riding to far above the knee, still flushed I chuckled tucking a few strands of hair behind my ears focusing my attention on the good doc:: Swabs are in immaculate condition, I must say. Do you often keep them in size order? ::Dear lord I was flirting already, Sawyer stop. Work. Focus woman. Christ. I shook my head desperately trying to reign myself in all while trying to look professional. But then again I'm sure that look got tossed out when I kissed the stool moments ago::

Aed: 

||Professionalism is a concept that I pride myself on but with this woman it was a task.|| Of course, Ms. Sawyer. Chaos would ensue if the swabs were so much as a millimeter out of place. ||Humor danced in my eyes.|| How can I help you today? The stool will be punished for its transgressions, attacking patients is unacceptable after all. ||Closing the door on the sound of Mrs. Willmont’s laughter, I leaned my hip against the cabinet.||

Sawyer:

::Yup, this was a losing battle and he was on the conquering side. My eyes once again betrayed me as they looked him over before I bit down hard enough again into my lip to shake myself out of my reverie:: I was actually here to ask for your help, Dr. McLoughlin, I’m throwing a small party more like a gallery showing of some of my photographs. Since I’ve only been here barely over three weeks and know absolutely no one except for the fantastic woman at the printing shop and your receptionist, who by the way I swear thinks we are doing more than just meeting right now ::I chuckled softly, shaking my head while I shifted just enough to dig out my portfolio and an invite:: Basically you’d be helping me hand these out, I figure if you came along with me people would be more likely to show up and if you wanted to take a look to see what you’d be selling... ::I blushed instantly hating how I was making this sound, it wasn’t what I wanted to say at all:: This isn’t how I wanted to say it all. Just take a look my photos, and let me know what you think, then we can move on to the other stuff. ::And just like that my nerves hit me like a sack of bricks::

Aed: 

||I was instantly enchanted not just by the jumbled word vomit but by the blush that stained your cheeks. My fingers loosened their grip on the counter as you continued.|| I’d love to take a look and please call me Aedan. Doctor McLoughlin makes me look for my father and or my mother. ||Waving a dismissive hand at myself. I opened the portfolio on the examination table and flipped through a number of pages before closing it.|| You’re very talented, Ms. Sawyer. It takes someone special to evoke a response from a viewer when the image is of the mundane. I’d be more than happy to pass out fliers or invites to those that come in the office, is there more that I can do? ||A ruckus sounds from the reception area; the Peterson twins and their helicopter mother. That woman has been a thorn in my side since I started here. She sees a bank statement every time she looks at me, the epitome of a social climber and I would prefer to keep her claws and everything else far away from me in a social sense.|| Ignore that please.  

Sawyer:

Thank you, Aedan, I’ve spend majority of my life taking picture ::I chuckled softly tucking some hair behind my ears that stubborn blush seemed to be staying as I watched you flip each page:: I think it was something I was simply born to do, it comes naturally. If you could hand out invites and spread the word so the event is a success I would grateful. This was all just kind of dropped in my lap and if it..::I heard the ruckus and instantly started to move towards you, brushing against you while reaching for my things before pausing:: Are you sure you don’t want to at least go and see what the ruckus is? ::I lifted my gaze to yours, once I was sure I carried on with a smile:: This whole thing is all on me, if it isn’t a success then I fail and I don’t know what happens then. ::Actually I did know, what happens was I got stuck with the entire bill of the entire event, plus #Deidre's bill and all her commission.:: Anything you could do would be gratefully appreciated.

Aed: 

No, the noise is a set of rowdy 6 year old terrors that belong to a mother that….let’s just say the interest is more in me than anything else. Show your portfolio to Mrs. Willmont on your way out, I’m quite sure the word will be out quickly. ||Rolling my eyes as I hear Mrs. Peterson use a snippy tone with the boys.|| I know it’s not professional but would you like to have dinner with me? We could discuss more about the showing and about the prints I’d like to buy. ||Lifting a brow as my question hangs in the air.||

Sawyer: 

She sounds like a pure delight, I’m sorry you have to deal with women like that. I’ve had a few men who have more interest in what I can do for them then anything else.  ::There was that damn grin, the one that normally showed only when someone truly shocked me and Aedan just had. He wanted to buy my work already? I swore he like the color of my blush cause he seemed pretty damned determined to show keep it on my cheeks for the entirety of this meeting. I let my fingers brush his as I finally scooped up my things:: Dinner sounds amazing, Aedan, just name the time and place.

Aed: 

||Trailing the tips of my fingers along the back of your hand for a brief second made me smile.|| Tomorrow night, say 7:30 at the Station? They have the world’s best greens and mac-n-cheese. ||There is a crashing sound rapidly followed by crying.|| Get my number from Mrs. Willmont and I’m sorry to rush you out. It’s nice to meet you Sawyer and welcome to town. ||Opening the door, I stepping to the hallway to usher the hellions and their mother aka Satan’s mistress into an empty exam room.||

Sawyer: 

::It was the little touches that I longed for more of but they would have to wait till dinner tomorrow night and that had me a little more excited than I was willing to admit. I chuckled to myself while squeezing past Mrs.Peterson who seemed all too displeased to see me, so I tossed in a little grin as I turned:: It was 7:30 for dinner tomorrow right? And you wanted me to wear something tight and blue, was it? ::I spun on my heels after flashing a quick wink, the look on her face was priceless. I also caught the look of on Mrs. Willmont’s face and nearly blushed a neon pink, she was all smiles holding the good doctors number in her hand right along with his address. Just in case she said::

#TBC #TheFavor

[expfcultragreen]

Whyd i draw me and abigale thorn tho

cuetlaxochitl wedding

Cocktail/tapas hour ~☆~ botanical theme, 5pm to 9pm, January or December; in honor of cuetlaxochitl dragon, one sedate snack-and-sip, multicourse, world-fusion & all nouveau cuisine, geometric outerwear and red co-ords required. A champagne-cocktail and hors d'oeuvre reception, in a heated solarium with good light and a garden view, filled with cuetlaxochitl in living-arrangements and ikebana.

{Guestwear inspo ⬇️}

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Thorn Queen chapters 17 & 18

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Chapter 17

I was shouting, and it was a wonder none of the servants had come scurrying to see what was wrong. My breathing was heavy, and I’d clenched my fists without even realizing it in my anger.

“Why are you here anyway?” I demanded.

Kiyo’s dark eyes were hard to read, but I could see some of his earlier fury had cooled. I wasn’t sure if he’d reconsidered his accusations or simply decided I wasn’t worth arguing with.

“I came to see if you wanted to visit the baby.”

“Oh.”

For whatever reason, it was like a bucket of cold water on the rest of my anger. I sighed.

“Kiyo…I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled at you—”

He raked a hand through his dark hair. “And I shouldn’t have jumped all over you.” A sly grin turned up the edges of his lips. “Well, not that way at least. But you’re right—I haven’t been around. You’re going through a lot that I’ve missed, and I don’t know fully what’s going on. I mean, that doesn’t change how I feel about Jasmine and magic—”

Things Kiyo and Eugenie have in common: Being half-fairy, half-human Finding the other physically attractive and wanting to bang each other ???? That's it. That's literally it. I don't know why they're together.

I smiled back and then watched him turn around. A few moments later, I turned as well. As I stepped outside into the balmy spring air, I wondered if anyone truly understood me.

Chapter 17 summary: Eugenie goes to Jasmine and says “You can summon water demons. You're going to help me with these fire demons.” Jasmine naturally refuses, because she's a self-absorbed child. But quickly changes her tune when Eugenie waves a gun in her face. Because this is what we've come down to, I guess.

Kiyo shows up, upset that Eugenie would even so much as suggest that she'd kill Jasmine. As Eugenie leaves the cell, Kiyo asks that Eugenie has been practicing magic, and then gets angry when she admits that she has. Which is super hypocritical considering that this is the man who's got a foot in both worlds.

He talks about his daughter, Luisa for a while. They then go to the Willow Kingdom, where Eugenie feels awkward in the face of both baby, but also Kiyo's obvious affection for Maiwenn. It brings up all of those weird feelings she's been battling, both with the thought of Kiyo's forever connection to Maiwenn, but also how she can't really have kids because of the stupid prophecy. Kiyo talks with her about it, but she struggles to put her feelings into words around him. Kiyo assures her that he might have had a kid with Maiwenn, but he loves Eugenie and wants to be with her.

Eugenie encourages him to stay with Maiwenn and Luisa, especially because she wants to stop and talk with some of her subjects in a town that they'd passed as they went to the Willow Kingdom.

Chapter 18

“Don’t forget what I said, Eugenie. Crown or not, you are a queen, so don’t be afraid to do what you have to do. Love and ruthlessness. Those are the keys.”

Chapter 18 summary: Eugenie goes back to the other village, one where she hasn't visited, but where they're finding copper in the ground. The people there tell them of the bandits with the fire demons have been raiding the village. They also mention that girls have been going missing, and then they describe a lady who matches Abigale's description.

Eugenie is surprised when they tell her that Dorian is there, helping to mine the copper from the ground. He says that it's part of his copper, but Eugenie can't help but wonder if he's doing it to try and get into bed with her again.

Inside, Eugenie talks about how Kiyo doesn't want for her to wear a crown. However, as Dorian explains, that it would be nothing more than a decoration, because not only is Eugenie acting like a queen, but he took one look at her earlier, and saw how much that she radiated power.

They then talk about the Art/Abigale issue. He's under the impression that humans are kidnapping the fairy girls because it's harder for them to get pregnant, and they usually aren't carriers for STIs. Eugenie thinks about Art's nice house, and Abigale's nice things, and thinks that the two of them are pimping out the kidnapped girls.

Dorian encourages Eugenie to kill the both of them, but Eugenie says that it's not that simple. Dorian doesn't seem to understand human laws, and he just keeps saying “Just do it! Do it! Just do it!”

He then randomly gets Eugenie off, but before they can actually bang, somebody comes in to say that a storm is rolling in, summoned by Eugenie's anger over everything. Eugenie quickly leaves, feeling ashamed that Dorian talked her into that, and mad at herself, feeling awful over having cheated with Kiyo.

[expfcultragreen]

Things i know:

my "nemeis" is le haxor, i never

My "nemeis" is psychic; one time after a particularly crazy party i thought "its so weird how we can all still read eachothers thoughts" really loudly and they turned around and peered at everyone like who said that and said, out loud "isnt it so weird how we can still read eachothers thoughts"

That's really all it takes. From there any given voice in my head could be that person, if im nonlucid enough to buy in. (It would be terribly unkind to take advantage of it if i were in a state to be credulous of whatever.)(i feel like when im ~lucidly ~psychotic i can tell who's who, even if i cant tell whether theyre a ghost yet or not ie could be the ghost of someone presently alive checking in from the future but not representing their present self)[allistic vision: this is how a psychotic person copes with loss and loneliness; their present is populated with emotionally-real effigies of the people theyve lost along the way, or fictional characters etc]

Other things i know: when im whacking off, what i can and cant do tells me things. And they seem like very relevant things about entanglement and psychic connection. There are people i can jerk off to, people i have jerked off to, people i dont jerk off to, and people i cant jerk off to. And if there are "higher vibrational mindreaders," that all makes sense, from my pov.

Ive never jerked off to abigale thorn but ive spent a week trying to watch one of her videos while ghosts and voices interfered like it was their job. End of summer 2020. I remember it vividly. At this time I was busy with channeling gloria swanson, arguing with jkr, i thought the masons had sawed an inch off xanderhals dick from the middle to teach him a lesson about being a transposi neoilluminati...there was a lot going on. This mostly happened around the kitchen table of my now-defunct cobhouse project on quadra, right before i took off and lived on my boat for a couple weeks because i ~knew something was happening with the vampire neighbors (the chopshop got busted, my other neighbor told me with her mouth after i got back to the island, so like, that happened.)

Current theory: i blogged this in 2016 on my birthday (right before the election, which i called) and my hubris inspired my nemesis to use our psychic connection--magnified via technology--to convince me the masonic order is a hereditary thing and i was the new head of the whole order (i turned 35 and abolished the masons and told them if they were pedophiles they should kill themselves)

Why is that my current theory? Well shit, fuck, you guys...i dunno. Like i honestly cant account for my parents whereabouts most of the time and the masons ARE actually weird enough to be a neo-neandertal cult of crypto-druids who believe in stuff like hereditary leadership...so like i dunno why my current theory ISNT that my parents are co-heading the masons and sold my clone babies as robots. Oh wait its that that seems obscenely self-centric and only a totally psychotic person would believe that. Thats why. Oh and i think it was just a trolly xennial psychic/hacker because the voices are back but they're being very tame.

Welpadelphia!

[percontaion-points]

Thorn Queen chapters 23 & 24

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Chapter 23

“When will you know?” Leith demanded one day. He had just arrived and stood outside my room, arguing with Abigail. The door was ajar. “I thought you people had the ability to tell this kind of thing.”

“We can,” snapped Abigail. “But not this soon. You’ve probably got to wait at least two weeks. Besides, you don’t seem to mind passing the time that much.” The sneer in her voice came through loud and clear. I made a mental note to choke the life out of that bitch.

Leith, however, didn’t sound so happy. “Two weeks is a long time. I need to bring her back pregnant before anyone finds her! They’re looking for her. She has powerful allies. Her people are loyal, and both the Oak King and the Willow Queen have taken up the search.”

The thing that gets me about him holding her hostage and drugged and then raping her is the human element, which apparently neither Abigale nor Art accounted for. Even on the off-chance that whatever birth control Eugenie is on (which is highly likely if it's pills, but less likely if it was a shot, and slim to none if she's got an IUD in), the second Eugenie gets free (because you know she will), she'll just go skipping off to an abortion clinic.

Like I'm sorry, but somebody had to say it.

So unless he's planning to keep her there for the entire nine months, I highly doubt that Eugenie is going to be pregnant for long.

Abigail entered, a cup in hand and Markelle in her wake. The gentry girl’s eyes were down, her whole posture meek. I bit my lip at their approach, waiting to see what my future held.

Chapter 23 summary: They keep her prisoner for a bit under two weeks, when they'd be able to give the first early sign pregnancy test. Meanwhile, Leith keeps raping her. It's not graphic by any means, but the entire thing just seems unnecessary. Eugenie learns how to disassociate. Leith is under the impression that after Eugenie gets knocked up, that he'll just take her back to the fairy world and they'll get married and raise this baby together. Like they'll be a goddamned family.

Eugenie knows that the nightshade drug that they give her that blocks off the magic goes in cycles. And obviously, when it gets close to the time when she's due for her next dose, Eugenie feels more clear-headed, and like she might be able to tap into her shaman powers. They give it to her every six hours, according to some of the other fairy girls. Eugenie begs them to switch out the nightshade herb with a regular herb that they have in their kitchen. (ie rosemary or thyme or whatever).

One day... they finally manage to switch it out. And Eugenie summons Volusian. He senses that she's weak and almost chokes her out, which would be a fucking hilarious end to this series. But she wrestles back control over him, and orders him to report to Dorian. She knows that she could get Kiyo, who went with her to Art's house the first time. But Dorian would be able to bind Volusian if something happens to Eugenie, and that's kind of important, too.

Chapter 24

I hastily whispered my plan to them. Markelle understood instantly, and although Cariena still seemed terrified, she also appeared determined. I returned to my room, body tensed for action as I waited for my plan to unfold.

I have to say one thing: that at least Eugenie saved herself. This is somehow more feminist than a lot of the shit that I've read, full stop. A lot of female characters would just sit back and wait for Dorian to show up, not even lifting a finger to help themselves after summoning Volusian. And this story isn't great, but at least it's not masquerading as faux-feminist just because Eugenie knows how to fire a gun.

I tightened my hold on the gun and narrowed my eyes at the man I hated most in the world.

“Hello, Leith.”

Chapter 24 summary: When they come back to dose Eugenie a second time, she knows that this stuff is also rosemary instead of nightshade. Eugenie pretends to fall asleep, but then tells the girl who comes in after a while to redress Eugenie for Leith's next visit that she's going to get the other girls out of there. Eugenie goes to the other girl, and explains her plan.

While one of the other girls causes a distraction, Eugenie breaks into the garage, where she waits with a shovel and knocks Abigale out when she comes looking for Eugenie. Eugenie then finds some prescription sleeping pills, because she knows shamans are often insomniacs, and shoves several of them down Abigale's throat.

She tries to call Roland, which seems like a mistake, but she only just gets voicemail. She tries Kiyo next, but also gets voicemail. She's trying to reach her mother's house landline when Art returns.

There's a fight that's rather uneven because Eugenie still isn't at full strength. And then he shoots her in the shoulder. But one of the girls manages to get a hold of the gun, and murders Art. (Which is a good ending for a man who is raping and trafficking girls, humans or fairies.)

The other girls are trying to bandage up Eugenie's gunshot wound, but even with healing magic, the bullet that's lodged in her is iron, and they can't do much. And then Leith shows up, because things weren't over just yet.

[percontaion-points]

Thorn Queen chapters 21 & 22

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Chapter 21

I felt the fabric of this world open up, felt the unstoppable pull of another. I couldn’t fight it. I tried. I kicked, I screamed, but I was too weak. I felt like I was shattering into a million pieces, sucked into a whirlwind…

…and then, I was gone.

Chapter 21 summary: The next morning, Eugenie is awoken by Kiyo's insistent boner. She seems to think that there isn't time for that, but he's like “there's plenty of time!” They bang.

They then all gallop off for round two against the bandits and the fire demons. The entire way, Kiyo and Dorian are going at it to the point where even Eugenie is over the entire thing, and goes so far as to call it a “pissing contest”. Yes, she actually uses the phrase; I'm so happy.

Anyway, when they get there, Jasmine is uncuffed, and she summons two water demons. Eugenie complains that the other guy summoned five fire demons. Rurik reminds her that two is a lot for most people, and he doesn't know if the guy who summoned the fire demons would even still be awake after a summoning like that.

So they fight. And things look bad for a while after the last of the fire demons go, because then Jasmine is all out of magic, and she can no longer control the water demons. Eugenie focuses on trying to bring them under her control, and with Jasmine's help, they manage to do a magic link-up and send them back where they came from.

As they're tending to their wounded, Eugenie hears a sound and goes to investigate. Instead of finding other bandits, she's instead shot in both shoulders by Art. And then Abigale shows up, rips a literal hole in the space/time continuum, and shoves Eugenie through it. Oops.

Chapter 22

The strength of his hands pinning my wrists was more than enough.

Chapter 22 summary: Eugenie wakes up handcuffed to a bed. A fairy girl named Cariena helps her as she is physically ill. She explains to Eugenie that the “snake tattoo man” (aka Art) is holding them in a house that's mostly iron, so the girls can't escape. They keep the ones who fight back in iron chains, and those like Cariena with just iron bracelets.

Art comes in, does an evil monologue, gives her some more of the anti magic nightshade potion that had been previously mentioned before, and leaves.

After a while, Eugenie is dressed and Leith comes in. Surprise! He's behind all of this! He fully intends to rape Eugenie, since she rejected his romantic advances earlier. Eugenie tries to put him off by saying that she's pregnant with Dorian's baby, but he can apparently do just enough magic to call her bluff. And then he rapes her. Because this is apparently what we've come to now.

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Thorn Queen chapters 15 & 16

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Chapter 15

And when I suddenly ripped the air from the room and used it to smash a vase against the wall, I couldn’t say if it was because of Dorian or Kiyo.

Chapter 15 summary: Eugenie decides that wine isn't strong enough, so she sends Volusian to her world to get something stronger. She watches Jasmine while he's doing that, but she's just a whiny brat who has an ego the size of a planet.

When Volusian comes back, she invites Rurik and Shaya to drink wit her. Rurik is into it, but Shaya only seems to be drinking to stop Eugenie from downing the entire bottle on her own. Dorian shows up after a while, having heard about Maiwenn being in labor, and decided to check up on Eugenie. He drinks a little with them, but there isn't much in the bottle.

Despite Ysabel's obvious dislike of this, Dorian then helps Eugenie to her room. Eugenie then randomly starts to get upset about how she can “never have children”. However, it's not so much about her physical inability, but it has to do with the stupid prophecy. She's too worried about fulfilling the prophecy that she doesn't want to have children. Ever. Dorian tells her that she's a fascinating person, and he would gladly keep her as his consort even if she couldn't provide him with children.

This makes Eugenie want to fuck him. But instead, she summons Volusian, and sends him out to find out news of Maiwenn. She kicks Dorian out, who continues to taunt her with his relationship with Ysabel. Volusian comes back with news that Maiwenn had a girl.

Chapter 16

Unfortunately, it was not an easy one to use.

“Son of a bitch,” I said. “Jasmine.”

Chapter 16 summary: Eugenie spends some hours sleeping in her kingdom, and then goes home, where she sleeps some more. After an awkward encounter with Tim and the random idiot he brought home last night, Eugenie then goes back to Yellow River, Texas. She first tries Abigale's apartment, but there's no answer.

She almost doesn't get an answer at Art's place, but he eventually answers the door and asks if she'll talk with him while he's clipping the hedges. She asks him if he's been to the otherworld recently, and says that some of the fairies are talking about a guy who kind of matches his description. He says that he did send a gentry girl home the other day, but that she was probably just confused about what happened. Eugenie says that it makes sense, but inwardly, feels like something isn't right about it. He then gets angry at her for giving a shit about the fairies, saying that they're not human and that they don't deserve their compassion.

Eugenie leaves shortly after that, the entire thing not sitting right with her. But as she's going, she also realizes that Art never invited her inside at all, and there might have been some clue in there. Art had also told her that Abigale was in El Paso visiting her sister, so Eugenie decides to break into Abigale's apartment to search for possible clues. Inside, she finds a pair of heavy duty handcuffs. All Eugenie can think about is the handcuffs she bought for sexy times with Kiyo, but I think her judgment is too clouded. There are other uses for handcuffs that don't revolve around sex.

She returns to her kingdom, where the blacksmith from Maiwenn's babyshower is waiting for her. He has a beautiful necklace for her, from Leith, but obvious she rejects this. Instead, she commissions him to make a new set of handcuffs for Jasmine so that she can be more “comfortable”.

Ysabel then comes and says that Dorian will not let her return home until she's given Eugenie one more lesson. She tells Eugenie that there are these little particles of air, which Eugenie understands as charged particles. She focuses for a long while and eventually finds and is able to control them. Much like with the air, this scares Ysabel. But as Eugenie thinks about the power she wielded, she begins to understand why it is that people feared her biological father.

And then she randomly decides that she's going to wield Jasmine against the demons. I don't know where that thought came from, but okay.

[bodhrancomedy]

Hey, this is a bit like when I was asked why all my roles are masc or Male on TikTok!

Answer: if I’m writing and acting this for 40pence a day, I’m not causing myself gender dysphoria to fill a ‘quota’. I have one female character - Janet the ableist moron - and her costume deliberately covers up my body.

Also, why did I play a female role in my paid stage debut?

Because non-binary or trans men characters are still too fucking few for me to make a career.

Why do you portray cis women as so distinctly transphobic when cis men are more so? Even if you limit it to "white British middle aged" etc cis women, men of the same demographic are not better.

Indeed, but male on-camera roles are no longer within my casting!

[darleneartist]

Jasmine Snippet #71

“The Story of Jasmine” notes continue: When she stood on the bank, inspecting the clothing Ahearn had pulled from the stream, nothing got past Thorne. She had information the others did not and preferred to keep it that way. When she examined the dress, she recognized the stitching. Her friend Abigale created a signature way of using a needle and thread that no Armildian could replicate. It was…