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Queer white Canadian. Fic writer. Coffee addict. Exceptionally talkative.Shit I like changes. Here it is:
All I Want - (Pacific Rim - Newt/Hermann) tw: childhood sexual abuse, developing relationship (15,598 words)
Before You Go… - (The Big Bang Theory - Howard/Raj) episode fix-it, friends to lovers (1755 words)
The Comfortable Shoes Conundrum - (The Big Bang Theory - Bernadette coming out) drama, angst (3153 words)
Sick - (Deep Space Nine - Garak/Bashir) established relationship, colds (495 words)
November - (dueSouth - Vecchio/Fraser) drama, angst (1498 words)
Oh, hey, hai! Sorry, things just busy and trying to cope with them in order of life, then work priorities first, and all that without avoiding them. So unfortunately writing has been put high up on a shelf. I’ve got a ladder, though, so it shall soon be coming down… Until then, stay good.
Separated cats at 2 am for chasing each other. Reunited five hours later, they pick up right where they left off.
Why prevention is nowhere near enough to protect women
Every oppressed person knows what NOT to do in order to survive. It’s a long list, and we all know it, because if it’s not been told to us as a way to stay safe, it’s been created by us as a way to oppress others.
But there’s an easy way to sum it all up: we should opt-out of choices that are available to those who are not oppressed.
And despite putting your life on hold, it doesn’t make the oppression disappear. You can take all the steps and still suffer violence. And so you get frustrated as hell and you either turn that frustration inward and conform or kill yourself, or you turn it outward, in non-productive ways that allow the systems of oppression to stay in place (and at worse you begin to replicate it in destructive ways), or in productive ways that allow you to thrive.
But better to not fully participate in life rather than put ourselves at risk.
As if we are the ones creating the conditions for our own demise.
No one’s going to like this analogy, but I’m going to use it anyway:
Would you tell a child to stop looking so seductive to the eyes of a paedophile?
(Told you no one would like it.)
But if you could bring yourself to say that, then by all means continue the conversation on prevention.
But you don’t even have to - it carries on regardless. We already know what *not* to do. We’re not stupid - we’ve been told a million times: don’t dress ‘provocatively’, guard your sexual ‘reputation’, watch your drink, don’t drink, don’t flirt, don’t walk alone - a long list of don’ts.
And we’ve been told by our fathers, our mothers, our uncles, our teachers, news, movies, magazines, books, websites - everywhere we turn we’re being told that we’re making ourselves the victims.
So please don’t presume that we don’t already know.
We know what NOT to do very well. We know what to do to survive.
And that’s what we’re talking about here. We’re sick of just surviving in hostile conditions - we’re shouting out to change those conditions so that we may be allowed to thrive.
Still, people choose not to listen. It’s easier to tell others what to do instead of checking one’s own privilege.
And the more we turn the conversation around and stop focussing on the exploitation, the more the real conversation gets silenced and the status quo is reinforced.
Every. Single. Time.
But there are a few who will not be silenced by others or even by the exhaustion that comes from saying the same things over and over with people who still don’t listen, and they will persevere, and will continue to say that it’s the culture that needs to be changed.
Because if it doesn’t, nothing will ever change.
when you remember what idiots also hang out on the internet
Haunted Shatterdomes: The Corridor (2,106 words)
The scratching at the door was more forceful, and nearly as frantic. It stopped as soon as Tendo came near. He jumped when he heard a clang against from the other side, three times, a metallic knocking. He took a step closer and knocked back twice. A chill ran down his spine as his rhythm was echoed.
(I’m still writing, it’s just coming a lot more slowly recently, sorry!)
Don’t shoot the messenger… it’s noisy and will alert people to your crime.
Do you ever want to talk to someone but
1) You feel like you’re bothering them or coming off clingy
2) You don’t have anything to say, you just want to talk to them
3) You don’t know how to hold a conversation to save your life
I finally said ‘fuck it’ and talked to them anyway. :D The ones who don’t want to be talked to will make it known, but for the most part, everyone is feeling like this. Go on, make the first move!