Yeah uh sorry but we’re denying you the medication that makes you regrow the hands you lost in the accident due to cancer risk.
Oh the type of cancer? Hand cancer. It’s. It’s significantly higher when you have hands.
Higher than for the general population of people with hands? Uhhhhhhhhh well now you’re asking really complicated and sort of ideologically motivated questions.
i think it’s a little unfair to compare spite and justice’s ability to act normal against each other, or to act like spite just being a misbehaving cat diminishes how hard it was for anders justice to cope with possession. spirits in the material world get upset when they can’t fulfil the pure ideal they seek. spite is a creature of spite and gets to kill people trying to hurt it basically all the time. justice is a creature of justice and was living in fucking kirkwall
if you don’t get hung up on the spirit vs demon thing, the lucanis-spite situation is really a lot closer to the wynne-faith situation, where because keeping faith in the HOF or the circle is something wynne can earnestly believe in and act on every day and see that have measurable effects on her world, we have almost no problems. lucanis-spite isn’t anywhere near as easy as that—wynne-faith is basically seamless and wasn’t forced on either party—but you see what i’m saying. if a spirit is in a situation where it can just do and achieve the thing it’s trying to embody it’s not going to have a breakdown
Alrighty I can’t stay silent anymore cos this has been itching at me too much. I get it, I promise, I understand how it feels like in Coffee with the Crows Lucanis gets something sweet and thoughtful for all the companions but not for Rook. I get it. I do.
BUT!!!!!!
I don’t think that’s actually true. From a Watsonian perspective, I think there’s two things at play here:
1.) Rook, as team leader, is The Busy One who is always running around doting on others and doesn’t really have hobbies/obvious preferences like the other companions do. The only ones stated are chocolate and card games, and even then they’re not very overt. It is extremely likely that Lucanis has, up to this point, been unable to clock what sort of things Rook would like.
2.) Because of the first point, I’d wager that one of the myriad reasons Lucanis invites Rook to accompany him is that he’s trying to figure out what Rook likes. Unfortunately for him, Rook doesn’t give any clues as to what they like while the two of them are wandering the market stalls. The first instance he gets wind of a preference is when they’re at Café Pietra and Rook says what their favorite drink is, which Lucanis immediately commits to memory.
For these reasons, I think that Lucanis did in fact purchase something for Rook on that outing: the ingredients for their favorite drink. It’s less obvious if Rook likes coffee, but given that Lucanis will fairly frequently offer to make Rook a cup of their favorite drink when they wander in the kitchen, I think it’s clear that he purposefully made sure to keep enough coffee/tea/cocoa on hand just for Rook. THAT is his gift to Rook. He just isn’t able to get it for them until after he knows what their favorite drink is. And knowing him? He probably stocks up quietly when Rook isn’t there because he’s not the type for grand gestures. He’s a man of thankless acts of service who doesn’t want attention for the nice things he does for people. He’ll just quietly make sure that a steaming mug is always ready for Rook when they need it. ❤️☕
Because it is the anniversary of his death, I wanted to share a small story about my grandfather.
Before I knew that I was intersex, I identified as a trans man. And I went the way any trans man has to go if he wants to transition in my country. My parents thankfully were supportive but I was afraid to tell my grandparents. My grandparents were German and lived/were raised during the third reich. While both of them never said or acted in a way that suggested that they had fascist views (my grandfather was until he died part of a leftwing political party), but there still was this fear in me. “They are old, they grew up surrounded by abhorrent beliefs…”. And then there was my aunt. Who would constantly claim that my grandfather was homophobic.
The problem was, back then, there were no openly out gay people in our area, so I never got the chance to see my grandfather interact with someone who was queer. So I just believed her. Because she was so insistent on it. And because it confirmed my fears and my brain loves to be constantly afraid.
But I knew I wanted to come out. I had to, eventually, because I had stopped my estrogen treatment (back then, I did not know that I got that because I was intersex) and went on testosterone instead and first physical changes began to show. We all lived in one big house, so my grandparents would eventually notice.
I was so afraid that my father at some point offered to talk to his parents. I waited outside in the hallway that led to their kitchen and listened.
My father explained, easy to understand, that I was going to transition from female to male because I felt terrible in my body. My grandfather asked, “Is that why the child* is so depressed all this time?” I had been in and out of multiple clinics for manic depression at that point. My father gave a yes. And my grandmother made the incredibly selfish comment, “Can’t that wait until I am dead?”
Before I even got time to be upset, my grandfather slammed his fist down on the table. I had never seen or heard him do anything like that before. He was a very calm and collected man who preferred to leave the room before he got too angry. “No, it can’t wait. The child gets to get well now. And if that is what is going to help, then it needs to be done.”
From that day on, he never used my deadname again or used the wrong pronouns for me. Sometimes, he would stop in a sentence to think and remind himself, but he did always address me correctly.
He celebrated with me when my name was legally changed. He built the bed frame for me and my boyfriend’s bed when we moved in together, just like he had built the first adult sized bedframe for me when I outgrew my small bed. He drove my boyfriend to his chemo sessions because my grandfather also had cancer and knew how terrifying it was to go alone.
Did he fully understand what it means to be intersex? To transition? No. But he understood that one of his loved ones was suffering and that he could help to alleviate that pain. And so he did.
He taught me calligraphy. He taught me how to sew. He taught me bookbinding. He gave me many gifts.
But the biggest gift he gave me was, that when someone hated me for what I am, I could stomach it. Because this man was willing to unlearn the bigotry he had been taught for decades so he could love me for who I am.
*in my grandpa’s dialect it was normal to refer to children as just ‘the child’ (genderless)
The above image is a historical artifact. Colima dog. It dates back to circa 100 BCE-300 CE. (x)
And, around two thousand years later it was originally shaped with care, painted with love, and adored… someone draws it. Draws it using a new technological device that allows modern people to shape things with care, paint with love, and even move them -on a screen, glowing.
And the said person decides to share it with the world. The whole world adores it.
I love the connection between past and today. We were humans back then, and we are still the same.
For anyone curious his name is Upepo and he was born at the San Diego Zoo late last year! His right ear is especially floppy which makes him extra cute (:
I wanted to know more so I found the study and now I’m crying. Important details: the man was 36 and German. His first words weren’t about beer, they were thanks to the researchers and requests to reposition his body to be more comfortable.
‘My biggest wish is a new bed and that tomorrow I come with you for barbecue’
He also asked his son to watch Robin Hood with him and requested they leave the system on when the researchers weren’t observing so he could keep using it.
Hello! I’m Beth, I’m a nerd, and a feminist, and a bibliophile. And I really don’t know what else to add… I like cats? I read and watch predominantly sci-fi/fantasy? How about this: if you have a question, ask.
