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masterpost for my #yexie "red wine supernova" threadfic!

part one (xie'er's perspective):
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stilloranged.bsky.social
cheering myself up by imagining "red wine supernova" is about hot braless burnout milf ye baiyi from the perspective of a recently emancipated, sexually overwhelmed early-twenties xie'er
stilloranged.bsky.social
that would be soooo savory-salty, yum
stilloranged.bsky.social
second answer is an enormous amount of whitefish salad on everything bagel. third secret very treyf answer is whitefish salad WITH bacon and avocado. the cream cheese is always scallion or veggie if possible
stilloranged.bsky.social
i don't have money for advertising but i do have a frenzied passion for logistics
stilloranged.bsky.social
everything bagel, cream cheese, crispy bacon, avocado. i don't care if i win or lose i'm having a great fucking time out there
erinbiba.bsky.social
Tell me your bagel order and I will tell you *based on NYC cultural expectations* if you have won or lost your election for political office in NYC.
erinbiba.bsky.social
One of my favorite things about NYC is whenever anyone runs for office here they are required to disclose their bagel order.
stilloranged.bsky.social
also like. the most common solution to this problem, in my writerly experience, is to take a walk or a shower, or drink something while i stare out a window. no server farm is required for this task. maybe some sort of massage chair or window-mounted bird-feeder, but not a server farm
stilloranged.bsky.social
xie'er and qianqiao AND xie'er and du pusa!!! they were cooking with induction AND convection
stilloranged.bsky.social
yeah like, leaving out the other side's relationships is not less work, it's extra work! it leaves you with fewer options. imho a couple of extra people to banter between them, or help you build atmosphere, or blurt something out at the perfect time, are a gift
stilloranged.bsky.social
i'll eternally be grateful to word of honor for giving xie'er a best friend who thinks it's super funny when he kills sect leaders
stilloranged.bsky.social
who's going to roast them for acting funny. who's going to reluctantly say something they need to hear. who's going to forget the stuff they promised to bring to the heist or the battle or the double date. shitty little friends add salt to the fries
stilloranged.bsky.social
also if they ARE a brooding secretive loner, there's nothing funnier than giving them some normal shitty little friends
stilloranged.bsky.social
it IS, omg. like personally.... when i am being watched in silence with no noises or interjections at all, i start to panic and think the other person hates everything i'm saying. but for some folks that's the most polite way they know to show attention! we all need a sticker or something, god
stilloranged.bsky.social
yes and i love it!!!! picture us kermit nodding at each other
stilloranged.bsky.social
and to get real honest... the only people who've ever gotten upset or rude with me about active listening (like nodding, mmhmm, i know!) are white, non-poor, non-jewish people. my communication style is not WASPy, even though my face is. in my academic career this has caused some confusion.
stilloranged.bsky.social
but to be honest, i have spent most of my life around like. neurodivergent east-coast fast-talkers. conversations with my oldest friends are all a rapid mishmash of interjections and redirections and shorthand references to other older conversations and jokes. or there's a lot of mmhmm-ing going on
stilloranged.bsky.social
i just... cannot NOT participate in a conversation that i am deeply engaged in. i make affirmative noises, nod, and yes, jump in with supporting examples/context. i do try to do it respectfully, but it's easy for me to get carried away and blurt. i've gotten comfy with saying "sorry, please go on"
smashfizzle.bsky.social
I know it’s not technically polite, but I love having a conversation with other people who are comfortable with short interjecting interruptions. To me it makes the conversation feel more like something we’re weaving together rather than alternating individual presentations. It feels more alive.
stilloranged.bsky.social
banning frankenstein in a frankenstein server is actually on-theme for this year i think
stilloranged.bsky.social
yes he's so traumatized he sees ghosts. but he's fine, really! because his wife can spiritually curbstomp them. ten out of ten characterization
stilloranged.bsky.social
best part of "flower of evil" is when hyunsoo is like "oh yeah didn't i tell you... my evil dead serial murderer father haunts me in hallucinations, but never when my ji-won is around, because he's terrified of her" the absolute terminal turbo-level wifeguyism
stilloranged.bsky.social
had the loveliest time moon-watching on the beach with friends tonight! happy mid-autumn fest 🌕♥️🥮
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damnslippy.slippy.me
night falls swiftly, tucking us in her black velvet robe,
the stitches showing through
#SaturdayPoem
Equinox

by Barbara Crooker

Another October. The maples have done their slick trick
of turning yellow almost overnight; summer’s hazy skies
are cobalt blue. My friend has come in from the West,
where it’s been a year of no mercy: chemotherapy, bone
marrow transplant, more chemotherapy, and her hair
came out in fistfuls, twice. Bald as a pumpkin.
And then, the surgeon’s knife.
But she’s come through it all, annealed by fire,
calm settled in her bones like the morning mist in valleys
and low places, and her hair’s returned, glossy
as a horse chestnut kept in a shirt pocket.
Today a red fox ran down through the corn stubble;
he vanished like smoke. I want to praise things
that cannot last. The scarlet and orange leaves
are already gone, blown down by a cold rain,
crushed and trampled. They rise again in leaf meal
and wood smoke. The Great Blue Heron’s returned to the pond,
settles in the reeds like a steady flame.
Geese cut a wedge out of the sky, drag the gray days
behind them like a skein of old wool.
I want to praise everything brief and finite.
Overhead, the Pleiades fall into place; Orion rises.
Great Horned Owls muffle the night with their calls;
night falls swiftly, tucking us in her black velvet robe,
the stitches showing through, all those little lights,
our little lives, rising and falling.
stilloranged.bsky.social
REPEATED canon choking. the last time it happens he goes limp and accepts it
stilloranged.bsky.social
there are lots of machine learning tools that are useful to historians (like pattern recognition datasets for researchers who have 5000 pot shards or glyphs to sort, lol). but not one that can fully replace even a single human research assistant!
stilloranged.bsky.social
i'm drunk at the lantern festival, telling high schoolers cool facts about the history of medicine. i am a teacher in my blood guts and bones and i will never be beaten by artificial anything