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Dead Boy Character Study - Crystal and Edwin

I know that Charles' remark to Edwin about how similar he and Crystal are is a sweet way of saying he loves them and food for thought. Crystal and Edwin are similar in plenty of ways: their snark, their drive to help people, and most importantly their coping mechanisms. From Crystal's flashbacks, we see that she coped with her parents neglect by turning her hurt into anger via toxic behavior like petty misdemeanors and hurting people around her. Edwin deals with his own fears of hell and jealousy over Charles bonding with Crystal into anger too. He snipes at Crystal and Charles, the whole montage of him trying to smash off the Cat King's bracelet, and gets especially angry when Crystal tells him that she willingly let David posses her. Even their disappearances (and Edwin's death) were handled similarly, Crystal's parents didn't even bother looking into her radio silence and assumedly Edwin's parents and his boarding school did the same. In short, I think that their similarities are too slept on. They're angry, neglected, and hurt kids who got screwed over by boys who claimed to love them. And that's even not going into how they serve as foils in how Hell hurt them. I really hope that in season 2 they get to bond more. They have the perfect set up for friends who insult each other as a love language but are really ride or die.

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Cloudy Day

The piano washes over me like a tidal wave

Pulling my small form, deep into the unending ocean

Swirling in a steady, yet rising and powerful current

Sinking out of reality

Lost in the thurm of the violin

Lost in the waves of the piano

Lost in the constant, vibrating hum of the vocals

Tapping out that intoxicating rhythm

As if I'm melding into the pianist's soul

Banging the keys

Smashing out random letters

Over and over

Over and over

Time being inconsequential

Falling deeper into the abyss

Deeper

Deeper

Deeper

Deeper

Gone. . . .

Fall Showers

Welcome back to my random bits of sporadic inspiration

Hope y’all enjoy as I finally write some stuff about fall. (I know, I know. It’s about damn time.) Hope y’all enjoy!

I sit under an old ash tree on a secluded hill. Its leaves are a kaleidoscope of yellows and oranges, sunlight dancing to and fro in the small crevices their fallen comrades have left behind. I take a deep sip from my thermos of hot tea, inhaling the steam and earthy smell of the leaves. I look out at the small town I’ve known all my life. Small wooden houses with different hues of red and blue roofs surrounded by the early dusk fog. It’s coming. I grab my things and race from my perch to town. To shelter. I don’t want it to find me. I can’t let it find me. Once I reach the bottom of the hill, I hear a deep, rough growl rumble. I freeze, knowing I should be running, screaming, fighting, or anything other than standing still. I shake myself out of my fear but I’m too late. I feel a cold, sharp edge run into my abdomen and I see my legs run out from under me. I fall to the ground, desperately clawing myself away from it. The world goes black as I notice the leaves falling around me. At least I think- I hope they’re leaves. Let me have this calm fall day as I leave this earthly plain. . . .

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Voices

How do you bring something written to life.

So everyone can see.

Not in your mind but for everyone's soul.

Every heart

Every life

Flying through stardust

Falling into darkness

How do you make them feel it

See it

Hear it

Smell it

Taste it

I'll laugh and say, "Why don't you see?

Your voice is what set my words free."

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Donate to a Palestinian family directly:

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masterlist of 200+ verified Palestinian families' GFMs: Operation Olive Branch

Help provide tents:

The Sameer Project: Currently providing tents & transport for families in Rafah who urgently need to evacuate to Deir Al Balah. Has a team on the ground in Gaza who have supplied tents to 1% of the displaced population in Rafah. Run by Palestinians. (paypal) (gfm)

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Food:

Care for Gaza: Palestinian charity on the ground in Gaza distributing food, cash, medicine & other essentials to displaced families. Proof of their work found on their Twitter. (paypal) (gfm)

We Feed Gaza: Team of Palestinian volunteers in the heart of Gaza distributing food & water to 344+ families. More details & proof in their gfm. Vetted & promoted by LetsTalkPalestine on IG. (gfm)

Direct Aid for Gaza: A Palestinian activist on the ground in Gaza distributing food, cash & other essential supplies to displaced families. Proof of their work found on their twitter. (paypal) (gfm)

Water (*urgent and crucial!)

Gaza Municipality: The official Municipality of Gaza is doing vital, life-saving work to rebuild the water pipes in Gaza City to restore access to clean water & waste management services for the people of Gaza.

eSIMs (highly needed):

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Crips for eSims for Gaza: donate any amount to this team of volunteers who pool funds to buy & maintain gaza esims regularly (see their financial accountability document).

Medical Aid:

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international charities: Palestine Red Crescent Society, Palestine Children's Relief Fund, Medical Aid for Palestinians

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Organize or help to run an online/irl event to raise funds for Palestine

Boycott

Get involved with a protest/strike/direct action in your area

Contact your reps

Educate yourself & others both irl & online

Daily clicks on Arab.org

(you can even adopt 1 fundraiser campaign to regularly boost it & make materials promoting it online, or print posters/flyers about Palestinian fundraisers to encourage others to donate. (poster/graphic about gazafunds.com: here, flyers about esims: here, flyers about gazafamilyfunds: here)

(longer masterpost of all ways you can help)

updated 3/6/2024 with Gaza Wound Care & We Feed Gaza. I wanted to focus on Palestinian-run grassroots initiatives that will actually reach Gazans on the ground, so all of these except eSIMs, PCRF, MAP are by Palestinians. i have verified them but please feel free to do your own vets for your peace of mind.

Remember small donations really do add up. Any amount counts, even $1!

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Deep Dive

The piano washes over me like a tidal wave

Pulling my small form, deep into the unending ocean

Swirling in a steady, yet rising and powerful current

Sinking out of reality

Lost in the thurm of the violin

Lost in the waves of the piano

Lost in the constant, vibrating hum of the vocals

Tapping out that intoxicating rhythm

As if I'm melding into the pianist's soul

Banging the keys

Smashing out random letters

Over and over

Over and over

Time being inconsequential

Falling deeper into the abyss

Deeper

Deeper

Deeper

Deeper

Gone. . . .

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A No Idea Day

Ok, so this is probably won't be continued and will be small fic that I wrote on a whim. Hope y'all enjoy and if you want me to do more, tell me in the comments

It was late afternoon and the world seemed to be slipping past her. Every second was speeding by, while she sat in her chair in front of her small laptop, trying to write.

"If I leave my grin behind, remind me

we're mad here, and it's ok. . . ."

Cheshire Kitten (We're All Mad Here) had been continuously repeating through her headphones for the past 2 hours, mainly because she thought it would help her think. Her hunch had obviously been unsuccessful. She was supposed to be writing a story for a competition, but when she finally had the time to actually sit down and write, she lost all of her ideas. The ideas, she had been brimming with for weeks, all drained from her skull the minute she opened up a document. How pathetic was that.

She had finished all of her work for the week, all her chores were done, and she had some brain food in front of her in hopes that it would give her brain a much needed boost. She was playing a new Spotify playlist, finding the perfect song to get lost in and she momentarily had flash of an idea. And for 7 glorious minutes, she wrote something. It seemed to be greatest work as she feverishly typed, but she noticed she had lost her train of thought the minute she thought that. As she went over the document, she saw plot holes and inconsistencies throughout her storyline. Crap, she muttered to herself. In moment of pure anger, she hit control A and deleted everything.

She finally gave up around 7pm. She made herself dinner, scrolled through her social media and binged a few games on her phone, and watched a couple hours of Netflix. I have 2 more weeks till the deadline, she thought as she headed to bed after finishing the 2nd season of Hilda. Hey, it may have been a kid's show but it was entertaining and the graphics were awesome. She face planted into her soft mattress and started to drift off when inspiration struck her.

Abyss pt. 1

Heyo

This is my 1st prose poem in awhile, so hope y’all enjoy

Life happens

Worlds are born in fire and light

Forests sprout up from the fertile soil

Fires tearing apart the very molecules that bind

But despite it all

People laugh, love, cry

Die

Their emotions, their movements

shake the universe to its core

How I wish I could be a part of that

Maybe this will work for college

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god