#youngposting

[resident44776]

i've got 4 pages written today for my futurefic and im part relieved and part proud. i think i should have it out soon!! the working title is "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy" and it's about the time after Dr Young gets trapped on floor 13 >:3 i should have it out in the next few days!!

[resident44776]

HIM HIM HIM. Who needs arms when you have floor 13

syoung expressions for funsies

[melonfacade]

when-you-were-youngposting tn

[whanlon]

The Power of Digital Activism

The internet is now such a large place that connects so many people around the world. On it, there are many different opinions and viewpoints about a whole range of things. Sometimes, when something pops up that a group of people take dislike to, they will begin campaigning against it.

Campaigning and activism “consist of individual or collective actions designed to address issues of public concern” to make a positive difference in life (Times of Malta 2019) and is important because it represents people having a “unyielding desire for a better society” (Ng 2019) and a voice for change. Digital activism describes the act of activism on the internet. This means you get a group of people in a group online, such as a Facebook group, who strive to achieve the same goal of changing something for the better. Digital activism has “transformed political protests in the last two decades” (Karatzogianni 2018) because of how smartphones and the internet the way protests and movements are organised.

An example of this was the Arab Spring, which was a series of anti-government protests throughout North Africa and the Middle East from 2010-2012. The uprisings were fuelled by social media, as there were networks formed online that organized groups of activists in Egypt (Brown et al. 2012) and many young protestors would be in the streets with smartphones in hand. This shows how digital activism has extreme power, especially over the younger generation, and how a simple Facebook page or the like can be the catalyst for something much bigger.

The Arab Spring became a large movement that grew to many different countries and campaigned for positive change.

Digital activism can sometimes be a dangerous thing too. It can become a powerful way to express dissent and disrupt and can sometimes lead to revolutions as activists can use it as “technological tools of liberation, devising creative hacks to defy state censorship” (Al-Sharif 2018).

Times of Malta 2019, ‘Why activism is so important’, Times of Malta, 8 September, viewed 5 June 2020, <https://timesofmalta.com/articles/view/why-activism-is-so-important.733921>.

Ng, B 2019, ‘Why youth activism is more important now than ever before’, Youngpost, 4 April, viewed 5 June 2020, <https://www.scmp.com/yp/discover/your-voice/opinion/article/3061830/why-youth-activism-more-important-now-ever>.

Karatzogianni, A 2018, ‘Beyond hashtags: how a new wave of digital activists is changing society’, The Conversation, 11 April, viewed 5 June 2020, <https://theconversation.com/beyond-hashtags-how-a-new-wave-of-digital-activists-is-changing-society-57502>.

Al-Sharif, M 2018, ‘The Dangers of Digital Activism’, The New York Times, 16 September, viewed 5 June 2020, <https://www.nytimes.com/2018/09/16/opinion/politics/the-dangers-of-digital-activism.html>.

Brown, H, Guskin, E, Mitchell, A 2012, ‘The Role of Social Media in the Arab Uprisings’, Pew Research Center, November 28, viewed 5 June 2020, < https://www.journalism.org/2012/11/28/role-social-media-arab-uprisings/>.

[resident44776]

IM CRYING IM SOBBING IM SHAKING OH MY GOD,,,,

I finished SAYER so far and now i can think of nothing but toxic office yaoi and girls (AI) fighting 💔

I wanted to redesign FUTURE and doodle Dr. Young so,, it kinda became a whole thing

[fyeahcindie]

Listen/purchase: Colors by Strange Lives

Let’s check out the very young Hong Kong trio Strange Lives   =D

They are: Elliott Wan-voc/gtr/keys, Ethan Tang-bass, Ethan Yim-drums. Their debut ep was released last fall, and they have a new single called Right Now:

Back in January, Elliot did a very informative feature interview with Chris Gillett from YoungPost-South China Morning Post, check that out HERE.

[biplobice]

Alan Walker & Ava Max Lyrics " I am not Gonna Make it Alone, Pt. II"

Alan Walker & Ava Max Lyrics ” I am not Gonna Make it Alone, Pt. II”

We were youngPosters on the wallPraying we’re the onesThat the teacher wouldn’t callWe would stare at each other‘Cause we were always in trouble And all the cool kidsDid their own thingI was on the outsideAlways looking inYeah, I was there but I wasn’tThey never really cared if I wasn’t We all need that someoneWho gets you like no one elseRight when you need it the mostWe all need a soul to…

[huttson-blog]

Mxmtoon continues her impressive musical journey with new EP 'Dawn' — Youngpost

Mxmtoon continues her impressive musical journey with new EP ‘Dawn’ — Youngpost

Read more at Youngpost

— by Chris Gillett: The singer-songwriter, real name Maia, has already built up an impressive collection of songs. She went viral in 2018 with the song ‘Falling For U’…

Image courtesy of Kobalt

[bonescenes]

Should I be more sentimental about shit? I should have kept the first book I’ve ever win on YoungPost, but I thought since I didn’t like the book so why keep it? But then when you see people having these strong emotions over the littlest things because of the memories that associate with them, you will start to question your own emotional capabilities and you started to compare, and will spiral into a shit load of crap you don’t want in your brain.

[resident44776]

greekposting

Spoilers for s5 currently thinking about the parallel of the Minotaur and Theseus with FUTURE and Dr. Howard Young (but in this one Theseus is killed, not the other way around) like i know this podcast has references to greek myth with like Argos, Aristaeus, Minos, and the beloved Ship of Theseus paradox. but like. Future controls a maze. and is penned in when floor 13 is cut off from typhon. The minotaur is trapped in a labyrinth designed to keep the monster in. Theseus traverses the labyrinth and is led to slay the minotaur. Young is led by Sayer to floor 13 to kill off something it considers a threat of replacement, young is (eventually) killed by Future(minotaur). This time the minotaur wins. with a MC like Sayer who loves the ship of Theseus making it's own Theseus paradox both by following the story/myth about the man Theseus and then the philosophical theseus,, insane. love it.

[resident44776]

Really fitting the "sometimes I torture you in my mind" post

cant remember if ive said this here but i started calling him sim young/simyoung again after revisiting the script book and noticing that the script book refers to him as sim young, implying "subentity" is just a mean thing sayer calls him

[resident44776]

I LOVED THIS. They both deserve a good long hug so this was perfect!! If you do end up working stuff out on AO3 this would be a great addition :33

Night Shift - A SAYER fanfiction (Dr. Brady/Dr. Young)

So in my SAYER headcanon post I included a few doodles as a little extra and I may have played with one of the ideas a bit too much and ended up writing a short oneshot fanfiction teehee.

Thought I'd upload it here because I'm way too silly (stupid) for AO3 and I may have some more relevant reach here,, soo if you want to read some toxic office yaoi (/j), i got you!

A few extra things i'd mention is that it's completely sfw and about 4 pages long, so it's a pretty light read. If there are still any grammatical/spelling errors, I apologise. Okie have fun <3

„2:34 AM…” Hummed Dr. for the last few days due to the stress he put himself under during the development of FUTURE. He felt bitter, knowing that from all of the wishes and goals Young with a tired grogginess in his voice as he looked at the time and rubbed his eyes. He had trouble sleeping he had, only the name he came up with and the development of Halcyon Minor ended up being used in the project. Yet he bit his tongue and repressed his thoughts of injustice for the sake of peace and prodictivity, but all that got him was tossing and turning for longer and longer each day and needless to say, he was growing tired of it.

He sighed, pressed his hands against his knees and stood up; might as well do something useful with all this time and catch up on some ’homework’ to perhaps get one step ahead than the majority. Surely that would earn him some recognition. He stepped out of his room and quietly but with a clear goal in mind, approached one of the elevators. Convincing PORTER to take you somewhere else than where you should be is no hard task once you get comfortable with its chatty nature; so all Dr. Young did was tell it that it’s a secret little adventure between the two of them. He’s not the kind to be all buddy-buddy with AIs, however when both of them are stubborn about their tasks and goals, he’s still the more flexible one in the end, so he had to come up with a little ’white lie’ as he thought of it.

Stepping out of the elevator on floor 13, a shiver ran down his spine. It was an eerie yet pleasant feeling to stand in the lab all alone with everything at his disposal. Well, everything he had personal access to anyway. He turned the lights on through the control panel of the room and covered his eyes at the sudden brightness, letting out a painful groan. He took a stroll around the lab, getting used to the lights again and then plopped into his chair at his desk, leaning back and spun around with it once, before booting up his computer. He logged in and skimmed through the files, wondering where he should start. He could either continue yesterday’s project with the risk of his little misadventure being found out, look at FUTURE’s current status in Halcyon Minor or read through the developer’s logs for a bit of a recap, however that sounded half as interesting as the other options.

Dr. Young propped his head up with his elbow on the table, inhaling deeply before quietly mumbling to himself, „Sounds boring but it might give me some inspiration… or just.. try and see what they eat up in Dr. Brady being team lead so much… makes no fucking sense.” He sighed in annoyance as he opened one of the many developer’s logs and put some music on to soothe himself. It actually didn’t take him long to get interested in what he was reading as his eyes grew wide at seeing his name on the screen.

„Huh? Dr. Young continues to shine. He even made a passing attempt to conceal his disappointment at not being named lead developer on this project, which for Howard, is pro- Man, screw you!” He frowned but he couldn’t stop reading, much to his luck as his opinion quickly softened as he finished this paragraph. His eyebrows were still furrowed, eyeing the monitor with suspicion, however a slight annoyed smile curved at the corner of his mouth, „He called Dr. Caulfield an asshole and he called me shining. Now what is that supposed to mean…? I wonder if he read the logs as well though… eh, it’s not like we’ll ever really know, but it’d be amusing to see his face.” He sat in silence for a while, staring at his desk not entirely understanding these mixed emotions he’s experiencing.

After that he quickly closed the log he’s been reading and switched to another one, finally being able to skim through the important details without any distractions, until he felt a light tap on his shoulder. He yelped and shuddered violently, resulting his headphones to fall off of his head, „JESUS! WHO THE” He turned around with fear and defensive agression in his eyes, as if he was a teen being caught in the middle of googling something strange, but instead of anything he could’ve expected it was Dr. Brady with a soft yet bewildered expression on his face, with a cup of coffee in hand.

„Howard, what are you doing here at 3 in the morning?” Asked Dr. Brady in a slightly hushed, inquiring tone.

Dr. Young turned to the other man completely with his hand still on his chest, „What are you doing here? A- And how did you get that?” He pointed at the coffee, trying to pathetically change the subject.

Brady crossed his arms, „I’m pretty positive I asked you first.”

Young looked away, flushed at having to explain himself, „Fine… I couldn’t sleep so I thought I’d do something productive instead.” He frowned.

„Without supervision?” Brady raised a brow.

Young raised his hands defensively, „Listen I didn’t even get to actually doing anything, I was just reading the developer’s logs, I don’t need your babysitting for that.”

Brady rolled a chair next to him and sat down, „That doesn’t change your situation by much but I can’t sleep either so let’s humor the idea.”

„Well duh, I absolutely can’t fathom how you’re unable to sleep with coffee in hand.”

„Oh yeah, that. Came up with a pretty decent excuse as to why I need to be here and just asked for a cup… In reality I just had a gut feeling and well, here you are.” He took a sip of his coffee and scooted closer to Young, fixed his glasses and looked at the computer screen, „And did you find anything interesting?”

Young stared at the screen as well, idly scrolling the opened log up and down, „I just don’t understand. Why say those things about me? Why me specifically? I mean…”

„What? Oh… that. Listen, I know you’re unhappy about the way things are going here but I’m not your enemy. Your ambition and expertise is just what I need to keep things flowing, sure you’re argumentative and-” Young opened his mouth to argue back but he couldn’t say a single word before Brady pressed his finger against his mouth, „Howard, shut up for a second and listen to me. I just want to say that putting all of these negative feelings aside, which I mostly understand by the way, you’re an essential part of this team and you’ll have to deal with these emotions somehow as it wasn’t in your control, nor mine. But we have to adapt and make the most of it, the future needs us and it definitely needs you.” He finger gunned to try and lighten up the mood a little.

Dr. Young was baffled by this and had a rather complex expression on his face which included annoyance, sadness and embarrassment but it could be read from his eyes that he’s still trying to process all of these thoughts. It would be so much easier if Dr. Brady wasn’t this friendly. If he wasn’t trying to be understanding. Sure that’s not a team leader’s best quality, but It’d be so much easier for Young’s fragile ego and ruffled feelings. So he did what he deemed was best for hiding these weak points,

„That was so cheesy, I think I puked in my mouth a little.�� Dumbass.

Dr. Brady blinked a few times, not sure how to react. Both of them are adult men, right? „That’s… a very mature reaction of you, but I guess you are right, it was kinda cheesy.” He chuckled awkwardly, looking slightly disappointed.

Dr. Young raised his eyebrows and looked away with a frown on his face, things didn’t quite land as he wanted, huh. Or did he even know what he wanted in the first place? „…Thank you. I meant thank you… it’s just ughhh…!” He buried his face in his hands, trying to regain his composure. Dr. Brady’s expression softened and put a hand on Dr. Young’s back, rubbing it gently.

„Do you want to talk about something else? I mean come on it’s the dead of night, screw work for once.” But Dr. Young didn’t reply anything intelligable, just let out a worn out groan. Dr. Brady took that as a reluctant ’yes’ and pat the other’s back, „Come on!” He said in a quick and firm, yet kind voice. Dr. Young looked up with a pained „Huh?” and was quickly surprised by staring right at Dr. Brady’s open arms, „Come on, I’m not gonna offer it twice, I can see that you need it.” Dr. Young flushed at the offer, his eyes darting from Dr. Brady’s face to his body and vica versa. Throughout his years of working for Ærolith Dynamics he completely got used to most genuine physical affection to be nearly non-existent, so he hesitated. He hesitated but after a few seconds his body moved on its own, scooting closer and leaning into the hug, quick and strong, causing Dr. Brady’s chair scoot back a little bit, „Woah- woah… hey, It’s okay.” He caressed Young’s back in a circular motion, „You can… stay as long as you need, take your time.” They sat quietly like this for a while before Dr. Young broke the silence,

„I miss Earth sometimes…”

„Hm? How so?”

„You don’t?”

Brady rubbed his chin with his free hand, „I mean I suppose I do sometimes, I’m just curious.”

„I mean, I get everything I need here and I have a very decent job, but wants are a whole different topic. I miss the breeze on my skin, choosing my own wardrobe, sleeping in just because I can… I miss the food…” As he said that, his stomach audibly growled, causing him to shudder and shrink into himself as much as possible out of embarrassment.

Dr. Brady pat the other’s back and and exhaled through his nose, smiling a little, trying to comfort him, „Hungry?”

Young relaxed and nodded, „I mean it’s so late, are you not?”

„Hmm the coffee leaves me good to go until the morning, sorry I can’t help you though.”

Young shook his head and sighed, „Nevermind. Actually it’s kind of a strange experience. I mean based on our schedules, SAYER would pretty much never let this happen. I totally get it why but it feels kind of rebellious now that I think about it. It will be so pissed in the morning.” He flashed a cheeky smile.

„Are you sure you’re not just trying to cope right now?” He teased, „But most likely yeah, I’m sure SAYER already knows about us, but it wouldn’t make much sense to interfere by now.”

„How fucked are we then?”

Dr. Brady hummed, „Most likely not fired but enough to just rather not think about it right now.”

„What if the others find us like this?”

„Well… do you want to leave?”

„…No.”

„Then we’ll just have to figure it out in the morning.”