#stranger fruit

[vbsvartalf]

Zeal & Ardor, Denver 10/01/22

[cato-of-blamesociety]

Git With This x Cato ft Jermain and Lucky | Unreleased +Unmastered | 2018

written/recorded in 2014/15

full track on my #Youtube channel

#2014 #2015 #mikebrown #RIPMikeBrown #Ferguson #Stlouis #Missouri #policebrutality #blacklivesmatter #nojusticenopeace #getwiththisorthat #blackpride #political #strapped #stl

[purplealbumoftheday]

today's purple album of the day is: Stranger Fruit by Zeal and Ardor!

[ciegeinc]

Watch "BIRACIAL VS BLACK: Who Has The Privilege? | STRANGER FRUIT | S1E13" on YouTube

[hellcheercaine]

Steve knows what’s up—Billy needs the love and enrichment from him.

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

sometimes adulthood is about becoming oddly excited in finding a small mom n pop grocer that will sell you honeycrisp apples at a shockingly low price

[thisisnotawebsitedotcom-com]

Computer Code: CARD / MY CARD

It will either show a picture of a roll or Bills business card.

According to people it's a fruit roll-up or fruit-by-the-foot.

[cuepickle]

Can’t decide if they fought each other or together

[ihni]

Harringrove for Palestine-doodle for @romeren, whom I can't seem to tag properly for some reason. Anyway, they wanted (and came up with the) fruit puns, so - enjoy our fruity boys!

[teambyler]

Proof that El will encourage Mike to be with Will in s5

The fruity pizza was completely unnecessary for s4, EXCEPT to be an in-your-face metaphor for homosexuality. Mike even called it "blasphemous."

And EL made Mike try "fruit on pizza."

Foreshadowing much? Looks like El will help bring Mike and Will together. It'll be a step in her journey of independence.

CASE CLOSED.

Here's a follow-up post!

-teambyler

[smilesrobotlover]

Whumptober day 1- Race against the Clock!

No promises that there’ll be an illustration for everyday, but I wanna try to do that!

Warnings: hypothermia

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The snowflakes blew sporadically as the men from different eras trekked up the mountain. Wind howled in their ears, blowing the snow into their eyes and making the sky and land around them a blinding white. Though Talon was bundled up nicely in the winter clothes he bought, the cold nipped at his round nose and the tips of his ears despite being covered in ear gloves. His fingers and toes were already numb and he blew on his cold gloves in a desperate attempt to warm himself. The group had been traveling the mountain for a good hour now, yet it felt like they were going nowhere. The violent winds blew them to and fro, making walking up an already steep climb harder than it needed to be. Talon was far behind everyone of course; he wasn’t exactly fit for trekking in the mountains unlike the others. Even Linebeck, the man who only sailed on the seas, was pretty far ahead, walking beside Rusl who kept checking behind him worriedly. Talon sighed as he gave a reassuring wave to his dear friend, continuing to shiver as he trudged his way through the snow, which was half-way up his calf.

His foot slipped on the icy snow beneath him, sending him tumbling to the ground. Talon groaned as he forced himself to stand, his calves burning something awful from marching uphill. He only watched as the others continued on, giving himself a much needed break from the strain. Though calling for the others to stop would’ve been smart, he was out of breath, and the wind was so loud that the men most likely wouldn’t have heard him anyways. All he did was watch as the others turned into tiny dots and falling to his knees to give his poor calves a moment of rest. He didn’t know how long he was kneeling on the ground before he heard Rusl tumbling down the mountain to reach him. The man skidden to a halt on his back when he was at Talon’s side, a look of worry on his face.

“Are you ok?” He asked, his nose and cheeks flushed as he panted heavily.

“I’m fine, I just needed rest,” Talon said, just as breathless as Rusl.

Rusl let out a sigh of relief, patting his shoulder. “I thought you were hurt or somethin’. Next time, tell us so we can stop!”

“As if y’all could ever hear me in this storm,” Talon grumbled, but Rusl, funnily enough, didn’t hear him. The two slowly walked up the hill, catching up to the others who were waiting on a flatter area to Talon’s relief.

“Is everything alright?” Leon asked, and Talon groaned.

“I’m fine! I just needed a break!” He snapped, and Leon gave him a surprised look.

“I was just wondering, I don’t want to unintentionally leave anyone behind on this mountain,” he explained, and Talon sighed, laying on his back in the snow, but immediately regretting it when snowflakes fell into his eyes.

“I think we’re all just cold and tired,” Rusl started, clearly trying to ease the nerves, “we could all use a break.”

“I normally would, but I don’t want to get hypothermia,” Leon argued, “I’m afraid this is no safe place to take breaks. We need to find shelter before it gets dark.”

“Are we sure even going up the mountain is a good idea?” Benji cut in, sitting on the ground along with Talon. “How do we know our boys are up there?”

“We don’t. But I’d rather have the chance to find them than to do nothing.”

“Why don’t we just wait in the town?” Benji continued to argue.

“Because we might miss them, now stop complaining and get a move on!” Leon yelled, his patience clearly growing thin. Talon almost felt bad for snapping at him earlier, but he only stood up, forcing his aching legs to move with Leon.

Though he wanted to rest, Leon was right. It was too dangerous for them to spend too much time outside. It was freezing and the winds were vicious. And though he didn’t know if it was possible, the threat of an avalanche was apparent in his mind.

The men continued on in silence (or Talon at least assumed they were silent since he couldn’t hear a darn thing), with Talon quickly falling behind again. They weren’t walking uphill anymore, with the land flat and covered in white trees, but they were getting closer to the steeper part of the mountain, and Talon was dreading it. Soon, the crunchy snow beneath his feet grew slippery, and several times Talon nearly fell as his foot slid from him. He cursed under his breath the third time it happened, not understanding why he was constantly falling.

“Hey–” he started, trying to get the other’s attention, but a crack interrupted him, and he felt his blood run colder than the air around him. Smaller crackles of ice threatening to break beneath him were growing louder, and he froze in fear.

No wonder why this land was so flat. They were walking on top of a lake, and Talon was about to fall right into it.

“Talon! You ok, buddy?” He heard Rusl call, and he wildly gestured for Rusl to stay away.

“D-don’t! The ice!” He tried to explain with his flustered thoughts, and Rusl frowned.

“Ice?”

“Th-the ice! We’re walking on ice—” The ground beneath him suddenly gave way, plunging him into ice cold water. Talon panicked as the cold numbed him to the bone, and he instinctively flailed his arms to get out of the water, but he hit more ice blocking his way to the surface.

I’m dead, was his first thought as he pounded on the ice, desperately trying to find the hole he fell through despite the cold making his limbs go numb. Luckily, someone grabbed him and pulled him up, so he wasn’t under for long, but his face and wet clothes hitting the freezing winds made his mind shut down.

“Oh goddesses,” he heard someone say, but he didn’t know who. He was being dragged but he didn’t know where; he heard shouting and panicked cries, but he didn’t know what they were saying. All he could feel was the ice growing on his wet hair and clothes, slowly shutting his body down. He was suddenly so…. Tired….

“Come on Talon, stay with me buddy!” A few pats to his cheek caused him to shoot his eyes open and he spotted Rusl over him.

“Get him out of the clothes,” he heard Linebeck command, but Leon seemed opposed.

“Are you crazy? We can’t leave him bare!”

“They’re making him colder! Just do it!”

��What do you suggest we do next? We don’t have anything to wrap him up with!”

“Just build a fire you idiot!”

“Guys, arguing won’t help!” Rusl cut in, “he needs help and fast!”

Talon heard more arguing as he shivered violently, his breathing getting more and more shallow and rapid as he grew colder and colder.

“Just stay awake, buddy. Please,” Rusl pleaded as he took off Talon’s gloves, cupped them in his own bare hands, and blew on them to warm them up. The men began to frantically move; building a fire near a tree that wouldn’t get blown away in the wind, getting Talon’s wet clothes off of him, and boiling snow to give him something warm to drink. Rusl continued to warm his fingers, but Talon didn’t miss his friend’s own fingers and lips turning blue. It was a terrible situation—for Talon, for Rusl, for everyone. Why couldn’t he be faster? Or smarter, or something. Why was he always such a burden?

“Are you folks alright?”

Talon heard the voices of two people he didn’t recognize. He saw Rusl turn his head to see them, and he heard Leon desperately explaining the situation. A man spoke with a strange accent, then a woman spoke, then he saw a Hylian man step into his vision, holding a glowing red fruit. He knelt down, giving Rusl a dirty look before putting the fruit in a cup and lifting up Talon’s head.

“Here, this’ll help,” he said, bringing the cup to his lips.

“What is that?” Rusl asked, and the man shot him another dirty look.

“A fire fruit. Helps with raising body temperature. Why didn’t you have any while traveling this mountain?”

“I–Uh… Well,” Rusl stammered, clearly baffled at the rude behavior.

“We’re not from around here,” Leon jumped in. “I didn’t know that type of fruit even existed.”

The man seemed to noticeably shift his attitude when talking to Leon, and he nodded. “That’s fine. They don’t grow around here so it makes sense.” The drink was finally poured into Talon’s mouth, the warmth immediately spreading through his entire body. His chest was warm and his shivering died down a little. The man gave him a warm smile and gave Leon another nod.

“You guys can stay at our cabin, that oughta help him warm up.”

“Oh, I… thank you,” Leon sputtered, clearly not expecting such hospitality.

“Of course,” the man helped lift Talon onto his feet, with Talon leaning heavily into him. “Let’s get you guys out of this storm.”

[elephantshoetoo]

The fruit section! I love it.

What I found so genius about this set was how they had the obvious fruit (cantaloupe) behind Will, but behind Mike, they had jello desserts, which are basically... fruit disguised as something else.

Nothing says Mike Wheeler like fruit disguised as something else. 😆

💙💛💚