#respect children as an audience!!

[spritecranverry]

Really hate the idea that horror elements in children's media exists *despite* the fact of it being for children and not on purpose. Teaching children to deal with fear is an important part of making art meant for them and to reduce it to a "wink wink" at adults misses the point of why children's media exists

[hamofjustice]

a funny/sad thing about people who go on tirades about how penny pokemon sv is an awful selfish violent criminal who should be arrested instead of being reached out to and helped, and how they feel insane that anyone likes her is... she absolutely already feels that way about herself and they didn't notice

she spends the whole game doing what she can to protect her friends from being blamed for anything, calling herself a massive idiot under the guise of being someone else, turning herself in voluntarily, wanting to be given more punishment. it weirds her out that her friends and the school directors and chairwoman keep showing her mercy and seeing the good in her and what she was trying to do instead of throwing her in the trash she thinks she belongs in

[gingermintpepper]

In my Zeus bag today so I'm just gonna put it out there that exactly none of the great Ancient Greek warrior-heroes stayed loyal and faithful and completely monogamous and yet none of them have their greatness questioned nor do we question why they had the cultural prominence that they did and still do.

Jason, the brilliant leader of the Argo, got cold feet when it came to Medea - already put off by some of her magic and then exiled from his birthland because of her political ploys, he took Creusa to bed and fully intended on marrying her despite not properly dissolving things with Medea.

Theseus was a fierce warrior and an incredibly talented king but he had a horrible temper and was almost fatally weak to women. This is the man who got imprisoned in the Underworld for trying to get a friend laid, the man who started the whole Attic War because he couldn't keep his legs closed.

And we cannot at all forget Heracles for whom a not inconsiderable amount of his joy in life was loving people then losing the people around him that he loved. Wives, children, serving boys, mentors, Heracles had a list of lovers - male and female - long enough to rival some gods and even after completing his labours and coming down to the end of his life, he did not have one wife but three.

And y'know what, just because he's a cultural darling, I'll put Achilles up here too because that man was a Theseus type where he was fantastic at the thing he was born to do (that is, fight whereas Theseus' was to rule) but that was not enough to eclipse his horrid temper and his weakness to young pretty things. This is the man that killed two of Apollo's sons because they wouldn't let him hit - Tenes because he refused to let Achilles have his sister and Troilus who refused Achilles so vehemently that he ran into Apollo's temple to avoid him and still couldn't escape.

All four of these men are still celebrated as great heroes and men. All four of these men are given the dignity of nuance, of having their flaws treated as just that, flaws which enrich their character and can be used to discuss the wider cultural point of what truly makes a hero heroic. All four of these men still have their legacies respected.

Why can that same mindset not be applied to Zeus? Zeus, who was a warrior-king raised in seclusion apart from his family. Zeus who must have learned to embrace the violence of thunder for every time he cried as a babe, the Corybantes would bang their shields to hide the sound. Zeus learned to be great because being good would not see the universe's affairs in its order.

The wonderful thing about sympathy is that we never run out of it. There's no rule stopping us from being sympathetic to multiple plights at once, there's no law that necessitate things always exist on the good-evil binary. Yes, Zeus sentenced Prometheus to sufferation in Tartarus for what (to us) seems like a cruel reason. Prometheus only wanted to help humans! But when you think about Prometheus' actions from a king's perspective, the narrative is completely different: Prometheus stole divine knowledge and gifted it to humans after Zeus explicitly told him not to. And this was after Prometheus cheated all the gods out of a huge portion of wealth by having humans keep the best part of a sacrifice's meat while the gods must delight themselves with bones, fat and skin. Yes, Zeus gave Persephone away to Hades without consulting Demeter but what king consults a woman who is not his wife about the arrangement of his daughter's marriage to another king? Yes, Zeus breaks the marriage vows he set with Hera despite his love of her but what is the Master of Fate if not its staunchest slave?

The nuance is there. Even in his most bizarre actions, the nuance and logic and reason is there. The Ancient Greeks weren't a daft people, they worshipped Zeus as their primary god for a reason and they did not associate him with half the vices modern audiences take issue with. Zeus was a father, a visitor, a protector, a fair judge of character, a guide for the lost, the arbiter of revenge for those that had been wronged, a pillar of strength for those who needed it and a shield to protect those who made their home among the biting snakes. His children were reflections of him, extensions of his will who acted both as his mercy and as his retribution, his brothers and sisters deferred to him because he was wise as well as powerful. Zeus didn't become king by accident and it is a damn shame he does not get more respect.

[funeralprocessor]

God I wish my brain didn't shut down the moment I try to actually write down anything about my OCs/ideas/etc. I've got some freaks knocking around in here y'all would go wild for.

[fujii-dlc]

This post has kinda got me thinking again. While I don’t hate future trio/love their dynamic and rapport with eachother (Dusknoir and Grovyle were the most enjoyable characters to me in that game), it has made the motivation to draw them dwindle. Seeing as a drawing that may take me hours can easily be outdone by a 30-minute future-trio doodle I do. It just makes it harder to make art for them since it now feels like the easiest way of garnering an audience <<< (knows this from the scarce times I drew those 3 together and my posts blew up).

It’s fandom culture and I’m not here to whine or complain, audiences will go to the characters that intrigue them more/I’ve learn to run my own race but I’d be lying if I didn’t say I’ve just lost the vigor to draw Grovyle n Celebi w/ Dusknoir as a result of it.

[bluejaybytes]

I’m curious why you found Inside Out 2 insulting? I recognize that everyone is different, but as someone with an anxiety disorder I personally found it pretty relatable

Throughout my teenage years, when my anxiety was at its most debilitating and my coping skills were basically nonexistent, I was repeatedly met with the idea that "every teen is a bit anxious". This, to an extent, is true, being a teenager IS scary and you're probably going to have some level of anxiety. However, I had an active anxiety disorder. I was prone to frequent panic attacks, skipping school because I couldn't even fathom the idea of going to class out of just sheer intense dread and fear, and all around just having an extremely bad time. I went into the movie with an already decently negative expectation because of that, I didn't like how anxiety was shown to show up ONLY when Riley became a teenager, BUT I was willing to set aside my own distaste of it for the sake of like, I do get why they went the direction of adding new emotions as characters, as much as I disagree with that.

However I found it wildly insulting because I feel the level of intense anxiety Riley is shown to have breaches what I'd consider a "normal" level of anxiety and instead feels more like an anxiety disorder, which, again, it angers me to be once again met with the idea that you only get anxious once you're a teenager, or when signs of much higher levels of anxiety than just normal nervousness are brushed aside with that excuse.

Barring that issue, though that is the biggest in my opinion, basically at every corner I was annoyed by something. This movie felt like it could've been incredibly relatable to me, I was a horrendously anxious teen (Still am anxious just not a teen and also I'm better at coping now) in competitive highschool sports (Yes marching band IS a sport I DO die on this hill), but like... it just continually let me down. The coach is genuinely an asshole, doing things like not showing what the expectations are and then proceeding to single out who she knows are the newcomers as breaking rules that had not been properly established, failing to recognize Riley clearly struggling mentally, and honestly, the biggest sin, fucking letting her in the sport at all. Riley's outburst at the other players should've gotten her taken out of the running entirely, I refuse to believe otherwise.

Which, this is kind of all over the place because I'm not really writing this as a full proper breakdown and more just "Jay angrily rambles to an anon with no direction", but hey, SUPER don't like that Riley's over-practicing isn't really called out at all as being harmful. The ROOT of it is, we know she's only doing that because anxiety is driving her to do that, but like... she performs really well. She's met by the older student (I forget her name, God) with positivity for this, and I'm personally just kind of uncomfortable with how her overworking herself is viewed as just like... neutral. And it's only the fact it's stemming from anxiety that's bad.

There's a lot more (I found the pacing bad, I think, ESPECIALLY given that this is a childrens movie, Riley should've been given EXPLICIT help from the people around her barring just "her friends say they're still friends", I think things like anxiety driving her to look at the notebook yet NOT considering the janitor walking by is just... stupid, and in my experience, not at all how anxiety manifests, ect, ect), but ultimately this is not like, a serious breakdown, more just me listing off the top of my head the things that really fucking annoyed me. Also, Ennui was a stupid character. I mean all of the new emotions were fucking stupid because they're all VERY derivative of OTHER emotions if you've made the commitment that the entire range of human emotion be boiled down to just joy/sadness/anger/fear/disgust, but whatever.

I thought the video game guy was funny though. I'm a sucker for those kinds of jokes. I like that his hair routinely was clipping through his outfit

[mekatrio]

thank you jin 🥺

[cogentranting]

If there's one thing I will instill in my students about rhetorical analysis its that pathos is not inherently a lesser form of persuasion than logos, and is not inherently manipulative, because done rightly it is the elicitation of proper and fitting emotion.

[unproduciblesmackdown]

one in a million when i watch smthing in the horror genre and don't end up disappointed to/and/or pissed off about it so like "also yeah i liked it. ooo" is like relative to that an off the charts rave review of media of the millennium. also i did think about mh a lot along the way so would recommend its affect/effect if you like mh's horror too

[sweepingtree]

if i have to hear "AY YO!" from any of these kids one more time i'm going to lose it entirely

[syncallio]

A correction and an addition:

We don't know that he had a *personal* beef with the Beatles. He objected to a neighborhood band that played "Beatle music", and denied permission to the Beatles to make a LotR movie.

It is said at Oxford that he was a fan of Doctor Who (Pertwee era).

it fucks me up that tolkien only died in 1973. dude has the vibe of a victorian scholar who wrote all his manuscripts by candlelight but then you look him up and realise that he knew what color tv was. what the fuck.

[amplexadversary]

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[astrocafecoffee]

💫Your future spouse's career based on your Juno persona chart 💫

✨ For entertainment purposes only. Enjoy.✨

🌜what to check?

- just check your Industria (389) asteroid in your Juno persona chart.Find out in which house it falls in!!

Why this asteroid?

- Juno persona chart tells about your future spouse and Industria(389) asteroid is a long term career related asteroid. So this asteroid in your juno persona chart can give a insight about your future spouse's career.

🌜SOME SHORT TERMS I USED HERE :

- FS = FUTURE SPOUSE

-JPC = JUNO PERSONA CHART

Leshh go!

🌆 Industria in 1st house of JPC : 1st house represent one's identity, personality and how they present themselves to the world.This asteroid in 1st house suggests that their career may be tied to their personal identity and innovative spirit. Now some possible career of your fs-

*Entrepreneurial scientist - they may excel in entrepreneurial pursuits within the scientific community. They may innovate new technologies, products that have a significant impact in their field.

* Industry leader - they maybe known for their innovative idea and proactive attitude to their work. They can easily be a leader of their respective industry.

* visionary consultant - they may excel in their field as a respectful advisor, who offers solutions to businesses or individuals seeking guidance.

* Creative director- career in creative leadership such as creative director in advising, film, fashion, or design.

* makeup artist

* Model

* engeneering

* design/ work in media.

🌆 Industria in 2nd house of JPC : Their career may be closely related to their values resources, managing or utilising assets and their sense of stability. Some possible career of your fs -

* wealth management specialist - they helps individuals or organizations maximize their financial resources and investments through innovative and strategic approach.

* Creative Financial analyst - specialised in creative or innovative analysis methods.

* Financial innovator- innovates new financial products, services or strategies.

* asset manager

* Entrepreneurial investor

* can sing well

* accountant

🌆 Industria in 3rd house of JPC : 3rd house represents one's communication style, mental persuits, and interaction within immediate environment. When this asteroid in your 3rd house this can indicate that your fs may excel in the career of innovative communication methods or technologies. Some possible career of your fs -

* They may into journalism, media, broadcasting, or public relations where someone uses their creative ideas.

* technology writer/ blogger: their career path may involve writing / blogging about technologies or industry trends or sharing their ideas with wide audience.

* Workshop/ educational outreach programs.

* small business owner

* excel in troubleshooting skills, problem solving abilities, explaining complex concepts in simple terms.

🌆 Industria in 4th house of JPC : their career tied to their home , family roots, and emotional well-being.some possible career of your fs -

* career in real estate - specialize in designing sustainable, eco friendly, or technologically advanced buildings.

* e- commerce, consulting, freelance work.

* Family councillor or therapist - they may help individuals and families navigate challenges, fostering harmony and growth within te hone environment.

* interior designer

* Home renovation specialist

* Family owned business owner.

* childcare provider

🌆 Industria in 5th house of JPC : 5th house is associated with creativity,joy, children and hobbies. It governs one's individual approach to work, self expression and personal fulfillment. So your fs career strongly related to this area of life. Possible careers -

* creative artist/ entertainer - Excels in creative profession like music , theater , film, writing etc.

* event planer- organizing wedding, festivals or social gathering.

* teacher/ coach - inspiring or guiding others in academic subject/ sports.

* youth councillor - natural affinity to work with young people and helping them to discover their talents.

* atrs nd crafts business owner.

* fitness instructor

* dance teacher

* entertainment industry professional.

🌆 Industria in 6th house of JPC : 6th house is associated with employment, daily task, health and service to others. So possible career of your fs -

* health care professionals - career related to healthcare, nursing, doctor, medicine, and pharmacy.

* nutritionist/ dietician - helping others to improve their dietary habits , manage health condition.

* fitness trainer/ coach - motivates others to adopt healthy lifestyle.

* administrative professional - may indicate talent for efficiency, attention to detail, making career in administrative or office management appealing.

* environmental scientist

* social worker

* reasearch assistant

🌆 Industria in 7th house of JPC : 7th house is related to marriage, buisness partnership, legal matters, and one-on-one interactions. Possible career domains of your fs-

*legal professional - career related as mediators, legal consultant, specialization in areas such as contrat law , family law or dispute resolution.

* business consultant - expertise in the area of strategy, negotiation, and partnership development.

* marriage and family therapist - helping couples navigate challenges, improve communication and strengthen their bonds through therapy or councilling sessions.

* international business manager

* foreign affair specialist

* event coordinator

*public relation specialist

* human resources manager

🌆 Industria in 8th house of JPC : 8th house is associated with themes such as mysteries, psychology, healing, emotional connection. So possible careers of your fs -

* psychologist/ psychotherapist - your fs may excel in trauma therapy, helping others to navigate profound emotional experiences , uncover hidden truth.

* forensic investigator/ crime analyst- they may be focused on uncovering hidden truths and solving mysteries.

*massage therapist - specialize in modalities such as deep tissue massage, craniosacral therapy or helping clients release emotional/ physical tension through healing.

* reasearch scientist - may excel in fields such as psychology, quantum physics, or consciousness studies.

* occultist - astrologer, tarot reader, or spiritual councillors.

* healer/ energy worker

* heal others through their respective fields. Can be. Singer too .

🌆 Industria in 9th house of JPC: 9th house is associated with themes such as higher learning, expansion of horizons , seeking truth, broadening one's perspective through travel/ exploration. Possible careers of your fs -

* international relations specialist - involve promoting international cooperation, resolving conflicts, forming mutual understanding between nations and cultures.

* spiritual teacher/ guru- your fs may pursue careers as spiritual teachers, gurus, mentors, guiding others on their spiritual journey.

* tour guide

* philosopher

* religious leader - may pursue careers as priests, ministers, guiding and supporting communities in matters of faith and spiritual growth.

* global NGO worker

* foreign language teacher

🌆 Industria in 10th house of JPC: 10th house is associated with themes such as career aspirations, social status, reputation, and professional achievements. This asteroid influences the individual's approach to career, public image, authority, ambition. So possible careers of your fs -

* media personality/ influencer - television hosts , journalist, bloggers, social media influencer , reaching a wide audience.

* creative director/ artist - artist, designer, performers.

* CEO

* startup founder, business owner, or self employed professionals.

* legal professional/ lawyer

* educational administrator

🌆 Industria in 11th house of JPC: when your industria asteroid in this house your fs may excel in the career of social network, group affiliation, humanitarian causes, collaboration etc. So possible careers of your fs -

* social entrepreneur - creates innovative solutions to adress social challenges.

* Tech entrepreneur, start-up founder.

* content creator - social media influencers, bloggers, using their platforms to inspire/ educate peoples.

* environment activist

* advocate

* community organizer

* designing educational platforms , or promoting digital literacy.

🌆 Industria in 12th house of JPC: 12th house is often associated with hidden strengths, spirituality, and working behind the scenes. So possible careers of your fs -

* they might work in reserch and development, data analysis or logistical planning behind the scenes.

* astro- spiritual researcher

* music industry

* astrologer

*song writer.

* mystical or spiritual advisor.

* environmental conservationist.

⚡ Note : these are only some possibilities of careers of your fs. And guys check the degrees to , it's like cheery on top 💌

🌜Don't forget to check my other observations too 👀

That's it guys , see you soon 💝

- piko 💖

[writing-flower]

“ Between life and death, death is tempting ”

First act: “From the roots”

Prologue: “Happy fifteenth birthday! (Again?)”

WARNING: Mention of blood and death.

My memory had never been the best, it was good, but not exceptional. Nothing out of this world.

I wasn't as smart as Damian or Tim, I wasn't as strong as Jason or Dick, nor was I as sharp as Bruce Wayne.

I wasn't exceptional, but I was good, but not good enough for them. For him.

God, I was so focused on getting his attention, playing sports, try to pass every subject with the highest grade, join any club like debate or math.

Anything, but all that never leads to anything.

Well, almost nothing, everything I did only caused Damian to see me as a desperate for attention, which, he wasn't wrong.

But still, it didn't make it hurt any less, every insult, malicious insinuation even the occasional threat flying through the air, each one was the result of three years of trying to get someone to look at me.

Sometimes that attention only appeared with Dick, on the few times that he came to visit and came across a scene of me with Damian, He immediately stopped him.

Forcing him to apologize, spoiler, he never apologized.

The first time it happened I thought that my attempts had finally yielded good results, but no, I dare say this was worse.

As if he gave me hope and then suddenly he snatches it away without any fanfare.

Oh wait, that's literally what happened.

And about the others, I didn't even have the chance to talk to them, simply because I was already tired and also because if Damian continued he would have more reasons to screw me.

And let's face it, nobody wants to feed the wolf because you know it bites.

In this case, the bird.

It didn't help that almost the entire family was going on patrol, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't interested in being part of that, but then I remember Jason...I immediately got that idea out of my mind.

Mm, but if I stop to think, or rather, remember, another thing that I learned in my attempts to get my family's attention, I fell in love with dance.

It was the only class that I didn't drop like the others, I genuinely loved it.

Once in her class, the teacher made us all dance with large, long, and thin fabrics. She made us dance what we wanted, in her words: “Dance as if you were free”.

My companions danced with joy, I just stayed silent for a few moments watching them without knowing how to start.

But then I sighed to close my eyes, letting my body move as it wanted.

“Dance as if you were free” I thought, I started to imagine the music in my head. It was nice, I love it.

I went from knowing what the hell to do to starting to laugh with my classmates, I turned around and then curtsied, feeling how almost all the fabric covered my body.

I open my eyes and see my entire audience applauding, not just me, but also the rest of the dancers.

As soon as I turned eighteen I followed my teacher's advice. I didn't do it before because I was a minor, I needed my tutor's permission and blah blah blah...

Contact with my family at this point was zero, except for the new member, Duke, a sweet and kind boy.

Just looking at him made prayers come to mind for Bruce.

“If you let this kid end up like Jason, I’ll take care of throwing the Joker at you myself, you unhappy idiot.” I was thinking but also listening as Duke energetically told me what his first patrol had been like.

I used to have a certain respect for Bruce, I mean, he's Batman and he does everything in his power to make sure Gotham isn't in such a shitty place.

But then I remember that he keeps adopting children as if they were dogs to give them "A better life" by turning them into human weapons.

Sooooo, yeah, I wish that every day he wakes up with a backache and a headache.

"[Name]"

"Yes dear?" Through the mirror I watched Duke looking at me hopefully as I put on my makeup for the upcoming performance in an hour.

Oh no, I already know what he's going to ask.

"Why do you never come to the mansion?" God, I swear he does that look on purpose, brat.

I sigh as I turn around to look at him.

"You already know my answer, I have no reason to do it and I don't want to either." I said as I turned back to the mirror to continue.

"Yes! I know, but why exactly don't you want to?"

A silence reigned in the room, putting on my makeup but at the same time thinking about what to answer him.

As much as I resent the Waynes, they didn't do anything to Duke, until now, they treat him as he deserves and the last thing I want is to plant that seed of hatred towards them in Duke.

Because I know him, as soon as I tell him what my childhood was like in that mansion and those responsible, the first thing he will do is complain.

And at this point in my life I don't want any unnecessary drama with them.

I lowered the lipstick and looked at him.

"I never liked being in that mansion, since I was little I was always afraid of those giant, dark hallways, and I still am."

Duke stared at me in bewilderment. "Is that the only reason you don't want to come to the mansion?"

I nodded. "It sounds stupid, I know, but every time I walk down those halls it brings back bad memories."

That wasn't a lie.

Duke was silent for a few moments before coming up to me and hugging me.

"Aww, honey you are such a sweetheart sometimes."

"Sometimes?"

"Yeah, because you can be a brat sometimes too." I laughed as I ruffled Duke's hair until it was disheveled.

"A white lie won't hurt anyone." I thought while Duke laughed and tried to pull my hand out of his hair.

Without realizing it, it was already time to start. I said goodbye to Duke, telling him to go back to the mansion, but he insisted on staying.

Something I allowed, GOD, I should have begged him not to do it.

Because from one moment to the next while I was dancing, all the lights went out and when they came back on I felt like blood was flooding my mouth, like everyone was screaming in fear.

What happened? Why am I bleeding?

Duke, he was next to me trying to keep me awake, to not close my eyes.

It got to the point where I couldn't hear anything he was saying, it was complicated while I felt like a part of my body was bleeding non-stop.

I hate to see him cry, please look away... leave me here.

Please...

I don't want the last thing I see to be you crying...

Please...

She opened her eyes calmly and confusedly, all she could hear was the ringing in her ears. She thought she was in a hospital because of the light.

But when her vision stopped blurring, she realized that the light was not from a hospital spotlight, but from the skylight in the wooden ceiling.

"Wait...Skylight?" She muttered, feeling her voice raspy and her throat sore.

The bed wasn't that soft, it was really hard and uncomfortable but still [Name] didn't want to get up, after almost dying...

[Name] sat up in bed right away.

"I ALMOST DIE!" She literally jumped out of bed and ran to the closet to get her clothes.

She needed to see how Duke was doing, his desperate face and the way he held back the urge to cry and couldn't, broke her heart.

But it was when she pulled out a t-shirt that she realized.

"This isn't my size..." Confused, [Name] walked over to the mirror.

If Duke broke her heart, now she's literally having a heart attack.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" [Name] could swear that any living thing that was near her would have run away in less time than it takes a rooster to crow.

She touched her face carefully, as if it would disappear or break if she touched it hard, this is so weird...a woman in her late twenties trapped in her fifteen year old self, god, what a hell.

[Name] She stepped back without taking her eyes off the mirror while she sat back down on her bed.

On the other side of the door, she heard someone knocking on it two or three times. Accompanied by a soft but direct voice calling her name.

"Miss [Name]"

[Name] immediately turned around to stare at the door, for a few short moments no one said anything, there was only silence.

"Are you okay? You didn't come down to breakfast. That's not something usual for you." Alfred said once he got no response from her.

"Yeah, I'm fine Alfred...I just stayed up late last night that's all..." She didn't know what to say, obviously it wasn't okay, but she didn't want any more problems in her head, she just wanted to focus on the main problem.

She literally just got younger, which would be a good thing if it weren't for the fact that she also came back to this damn mansion.

"Okay, miss, I'll be waiting for you with your breakfast, you need to eat something before you start the day." [Name] was about to reply until Alfred stepped in. "Also, Happy Birthday Miss."

She didn't say anything, she didn't want to.

Alfred walked away from the door, [Name] could hear his footsteps moving away through the hallways and down the stairs.

"Was it always this quiet?" She muttered in her mind as she turned her gaze back to the mirror.

She thought about her life before coming back here, it wasn't good, she didn't earn much from dancing, but... it was her life, a life that took her time to perfect.

And now, I go back to the beginning? Shit, no.

"Alive or dead, I don't care, either way I'm getting out of here..." She said with some frustration and tiredness. "Happy birthday to me...that's new."

With nothing left to lose, she gets back out of bed to find some clothes to change into.

It was her birthday and she had to look good.

And hopefully, it would be the last birthday she would spend in this mansion.

NOTES: Hi, I hope everything is okay, even if it's better than me, I had finished the 'prologue' a while ago but I was feeling a bit unsure that something felt out of place or "weird".

I repeat and reiterate, I can understand English but in terms of speaking/writing it I am still learning. Until I feel completely confident for now I will continue using the translator (my savior).

But if there are any errors (probably some, I hope not many) let me know, I want everyone to be able to read comfortably and as long as I can I will make it happen.

Anyway, I hope you like it, I love you! Muak muak💋💋

TAGS:

@crazycaoticsimp @closetreader1864

[salvadorbonaparte]

German television did something very impressive recently that I need to share with my international audience.

There is a popular children's show called "Die Sendung mit der Maus" (the show with the mouse). The show combines live-action educational segments and animated entertainment segments. Typically this would include, for example, a visit to a factory explaining how something is made, followed by a cute animated sequence like Shaun the Sheep. The show is written in a way that is easy to understand for children of different ages without being dumbed down or condescending. Actually, I occasionally watch it as an adult because I'm still learning new things from it.

A few days ago, it was Memorial Day for the Victims of National Socialism. To honor that, there was a special episode. The episode explained Stolpersteine (stumbling stones - small brass plates on the ground with the names of victims of the Nazis). Then, they covered the life of Felix Nussbaum, a German Jewish artist who was murdered in Auschwitz.

The episode explains the Nazi rise to power, their ideology, World War Two and the Holocaust and what that meant for Jewish people in Europe. It doesn't shy away from using words like "murdered" instead of talking around it. It explains things slowly, in easy language and emphasizes how people felt and how they dealt with horrible situations like hiding, fleeing and being arrested. They talk about it openly and honestly without it being too intellectually and emotionally difficult for children to follow.

In the 1930s Felix Nussbaum worked on an animated cartoon that was never finished and the script was lost for decades. To honor Felix Nussbaum's legacy, the animation team of Die Sendung mit der Maus animated his script and used that as the entertainment segment of the episode.

This episode is an impressive example of how children can be introduced to difficult topics and also deeply respectful of Felix Nussbaum's work and legacy.

[celestemona]

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘'𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐒

and they take their children to the work

pairing: dad & husband! cyno, kaveh, lyney, wriothesley x fem! reader

cw: original characters, slightly ooc to fit the plot, parenthood, domesticity and fluff. not beta-read.

reblogs and comments are appreciated ♡

x

Cyno

If the Matras had ever dared to think they’d witness a softer, more relaxed side of their general after he became a father, they couldn’t have been more mistaken. Cyno remained as ruthless and unwaveringly devoted to his principles as ever. In fact, the birth of his twins only intensified his sense of morality and justice. His desire for preservation and security extended beyond the Akademiya’s laws, now encompassing the well-being of Aryan and Isaar as well.

Yet, it wasn’t uncommon for some to test their luck, hoping to deceive General Mahamatra and cheat the system, believing they could escape unscathed. After all, with his numerous responsibilities, how likely was it that Cyno would notice every minor infraction?

And surely, with his sons in tow, his focus would be on their care rather than his surroundings, right? This assumption led a few scholars from Rtawahist's Darshan to attempt to slip into the desert to exploit forbidden knowledge. Too blissfully unaware of the sharp, reddish irises watching their every move.

“They never learn,” Cyno muttered, irritation lacing his voice. Adjusting Isaar snugly in the sling across his chest and Aryan comfortably on his back, he continued, “Looks like we have a long day ahead of us, boys. Baba will show you what happens to those who defy the law.”

The adorable laughter of his babies was his only response, their tiny giggles warming his heart and pulling a soft smile to his face. Well, he certainly couldn’t disappoint his little audience now, could he?

That day, Cyno returned home earlier than usual, a rare sense of satisfaction settling over him. His twin boys, though remarkably cheerful, were fast asleep, snuggled against their father’s warmth, thoroughly exhausted from their “adventure.” On the other hand, the scholars who had dared to challenge Cyno’s vigilance learned a harsh lesson: the General Mahamatra’s judgment was not something to trifle with.

However, something about being caught by Cyno while he carried his children was even more unsettling. His calm yet authoritative demeanor, juxtaposed with the sight of his babies babbling and cooing, created an intimidating contrast.

The lesson was clear: never underestimate a father’s sense of responsibility—or the unrelenting determination of the General Mahamatra.

Kaveh

There was something undeniably attractive about Kaveh holding your daughter in his arms as he discussed a construction project. You couldn’t help but revel in the sight. The seriousness in his eyes, his slightly disheveled hair, and the professional tone of his speech were all reasons you had fallen in love with the architect. But the addition of your baby girl sleeping soundly against his chest? That was enough to leave you — and every other woman present — utterly enchanted by him.

Perhaps this newfound charm was why his clientele had increased significantly in recent months. It also seemed to coincide with a noticeable decline in the number of scams he encountered, leading to a surge in his workload. Fatherhood hadn’t just enhanced Kaveh’s reputation but your daughter had unwittingly become his lucky charm.

While it wasn’t unusual for both you and Kaveh to bring Zahra along to your respective works occasionally, you couldn’t help but notice how frequently she accompanied him to the bustling streets of Sumeru. Not that you doubted Kaveh’s ability to provide her with the utmost care and security—when it came to your daughter, you knew he’d risk everything to protect her smile. But as a mother and wife, your protective instincts often spoke louder than reason, leaving even Kaveh’s reassuring smiles unable to fully ease your worries.

In the end, though, you could only laugh at how needless your concerns had been. Both Zahra and Kaveh were doing wonderfully.

From where you stood, Kaveh’s serene expression told you how smoothly negotiations with his client were going. Meanwhile, Zahra, still peacefully sleeping, managed to capture the attention of every passerby. People cooed at the sight of father and daughter, some approaching to marvel at the heartwarming scene. Many were drawn to Kaveh’s work in the process, intrigued by the charm of the handsome architect and his adorable companion.

And then there were the women—the ones who, rather shamelessly, lingered longer than necessary, basking in Kaveh’s bright smiles and soaking up his free advice on decorative aesthetics.

Who would have thought that bringing your cute daughter to work could turn into such an effective marketing strategy? Kaveh’s natural charisma and Zahra’s innocent charm proved to be an irresistible combination.

Still, as you watched him effortlessly balance fatherhood and professionalism, you couldn’t help but hope these potential clients were drawn to more than just his good looks. Otherwise, you’d have some disappointing news to deliver to your husband—and more than a few spinsters to put in their place.

Lyney

“Okay, kids. Remember to listen to Papa and Auntie Lynette, and no running. Especially you, Quenn. Stay by your sister’s side, please,” you reminded your twins as they got ready to leave with their father.

Quentin giggled mischievously, while Corinne nodded obediently, her sweet demeanor shining through as always. You could already imagine the antics brewing in your son’s mind, now that he was fully aware he’d be going out alone with his father. Still, you trusted Quentin; he was a well-mannered boy who would never intentionally cause trouble for his parents or upset his twin sister.

It wasn’t the children’s first time accompanying their parents to a rehearsal at the Opera Epiclese, but it was the first time you wouldn’t be there to watch over them. Personal matters required your attention, leaving you no choice but to entrust their care to their father and Lynette. Although you had complete confidence in Lyney’s ability to keep them safe, you couldn’t help but issue a few last-minute reminders. After all, the twins were at that dreaded “curiosity phase,” and accidents were always a possibility.

And truth be told, the reminders weren’t just for the little ones. Lyney, with a heart as soft, genuine and playful as his children’s, could sometimes be the most mischievous of all.

“Don’t worry, my love. I’m sure the little ones will behave perfectly,” Lyney assured you, pressing a kiss to your knuckles before scooping the twins into his arms. “Ready to see Papa's new magic tricks?”

Luckily for Lyney, it wasn’t a particularly busy day at the theater. His team was already hard at work, and Lynette had tested all the new magic props for the upcoming performance. Corinne and Quentin, though too young to fully grasp the intricacies of the preparation, were utterly captivated by the lively scene around them. Their amethyst eyes sparkled like precious jewels as they watched the stage being set and their father practicing his illusions.

Lyney couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride and warmth seeing the sweet curiosity in their faces. Sharing his passion with his children was a joy like no other. Seizing the moment, he decided to put on a small private show just for them.

With a flourish, he pulled a deck of cards from his pocket and manipulated them effortlessly, making them vanish from one hand only to reappear in the other. Corinne and Quentin stared in wide-eyed amazement, their mouths slightly agape. But when Lyney tossed the cards into the air and they transformed into dozens of shimmering crystalflies, the twins erupted into peals of delighted laughter.

Their joyous giggles echoed through the Opera Epiclese, drawing smiles from everyone present. For Lyney, that sound was the highlight of his day—a melody more enchanting than any applause he’d ever received.

Later that evening, as the family gathered back home, Lyney proudly recounted to you how well-behaved the twins had been. They had listened attentively to both him and Lynette, showing respect to the theater staff and staying out of trouble.

What he didn’t mention, however, was why they’d been so well-behaved: Lyney had spent most of the day doting on his two favorite people, barely touching his work.

But that was a secret he’d happily keep—just between him and the twins.

Wriothesley

The veteran residents of the Fortress of Meropide were well acquainted with Cameron, as you and Wriothesley often brought your little boy along during your patrols.

Many of them even looked forward to seeing the Duke's son, delighted by the chance to interact with the docile, giggling baby whose melodious laughter could soften even the hardest hearts. You and Wriothesley deeply appreciated the genuine affection the prisoners showed your son.

However, when it came to new inmates, you and Wriothesley had an unspoken rule to prioritize Cameron’s safety. Only after assessing their demeanor and trustworthiness would you allow them to meet your son. After all, the information provided by the Palais Mermonia was not always sufficient to predict what kind of people you’d be dealing with. Fortunately, neither you nor Wriothesley had ever needed to use force to make an impression on newcomers—and you both hoped it would stay that way.

That day, however, Wriothesley had no choice but to bring Cameron along to welcome the newest arrivals. Typically, you would have stayed behind to care for your son, but a sudden summons to the Court of Fontaine had forced you to leave in a hurry after a quick goodbye to your family.

“It looks like it’s just you and me today, buddy,” Wriothesley said with a grin as he finished changing Cameron’s diaper and dressing him. Once Cameron was secure in his sling, the baby cooed happily, drawing a fond smile from his father.

“Yes, that’s right, Cam. We’re late. Time to meet the new residents.”

Despite Wriothesley’s reputation as a fair and respectable leader, rumors of his formidable strength and ferocity in combat still lingered. Many Fontainian citizens, and even some of the Fortress's residents, harbored a lingering fear of him. On the surface, his name was associated with the prison’s darker reputation—though Wriothesley himself seemed indifferent to public opinion.

Thus, the newly arrived prisoners that morning had braced themselves for the worst, expecting harsh punishments or intimidating psychological tactics. What they didn’t anticipate was being greeted personally by the Duke—carrying a baby who looked exactly like him strapped to his chest.

While the fact that Wriothesley had a wife and child wasn’t exactly a secret, seeing it in person was a shock for the new inmates. The contrast between his stoic demeanor and the gentle way he interacted with Cameron was disarming.

By the end of the reception, the introductions had gone surprisingly smoothly. The new prisoners received detailed explanations about the prison’s system and administration, and Wriothesley took the time to assess their personalities and behaviors. He noticed, with some amusement, that people seemed to be more candid in the presence of a baby.

Later that day, when you returned home, the sight that greeted you was heartwarming. Wriothesley was sitting comfortably, sipping tea, while Cameron contentedly drank his formula, nestled in his father’s arms.

Judging by their serene expressions, it was clear they’d had a good day.