Listen, I want nothing to do with this multiverse frenzy going on unless i hear Loki’s name and i hear it uttered with the respect and chaos it deserves
Okay but, can we talk about how soft and caring Weiss is??!? I mean, the expression she makes when she sees Nora is getting better as she’s taking care of her…
but like any revolutionary social movement it requires active involvement to achieve the change you want to see. Here are some handy resources for getting more involved:
Food Not Lawns- project to help communities feed themselves without capitalism
Food Not Bombs - same idea as above but less emphasis on growing food
In terms of building online infrastructure to actively combat capitalism, using and helping to develop open-source, community run software & websites like the sunbeam city mastodon instance should be a priority. This is a good alternative to google for searching.
In terms of building real world solarpunk infrastructure as resistance to actively combat capitalism, the organisations linked above are honestly invaluable - especially Food Not Bombs. I’d also add the Industrial Workers of the World (a democratic workers’ union for anyone in the world without hiring/firing power) as well as tenants’ unions - like ACORN in the UK. Finally, find or start a community garden.
@yoosungshoodie’s submission! for @suzunesays. I hope everyone enjoys this as much as I did writing it!
“I’ll talk to him. Yeah, that’s what I’ll do.” She told herself in the morning while fixing her obi in her room. “It was probably a mistake. It can’t be that bad, I’ll just talk to him.”
But that didn’t happen. Instead, she spent her morning scrubbing dried rice off bowls from last night and watching the kitchen entrance anxiously, god forbid Toramatsu show up. Though it had been enough to preoccupy her thoughts in the beginning, she could not forget what had kept her up until sunrise.
“Wait. Give me a moment.” Toramatsu did not hear her and continued to stumble towards his chambers, an arm haphazardly thrown around her shoulder. He stayed in the same position with his head hung low for a considerable amount of time while she wondered if she was the right person to be bringing him back to his chambers.
Poor Toramatsu, she thought as she watched him try to still himself. By another one of his impossible whims, Lord Ieyasu had forced him to endure an unending slew of sake to find out how much of a man he was. That much sake might have knocked out even Inuchiyo, yet Toramatsu remained enthusiastic to the end; a flush of pink across his cheeks the only indication of drunkenness.
OMG THANK YOUUUUUUUU!!! Geeehahajdmcndndnd I was SQUEEING with delight the entire time I read this!! What a sweet, sweet present!! I am so happy I got to give a sweet kiss to Toramatsu skskcnksmsbx I CANNOT THANK YOU ENOUGH! @yoosungshoodie
I’M GLAD YOU LIKED IT! I cried a lot of tears writing this alright, Toramatsu is so funny to write.
