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More fun facts about ancient Celtic marriage laws: There were no laws against interclass or interracial marriage, no laws against open homosexual relationships (although they weren’t considered ‘marriages’ since the definition of a marriage was ‘couple with child’), no requirement for women to take their husband’s names or give up their property, but comedians couldn’t get married

In highschool I wrote a story about a middle-generation of stellar travelers. Their parents were born on earth and left as children, and the middle generation will not live long enough to see their destination. They live their entire lives on the ship and I wrote about them trying to find their place in everything. They will never know blue skies and warm beaches and open fields with warm breezes. They’ll never know birdsong or crickets or frogs. They’ll never hear the rain on the roof of a dreary day. I never could find the right way to end the story. I wanted it to be a happy ending, but I didn’t know how to do it.

I realize now that it was a book about me dealing with depression before I even knew it. Looking back at how blatant the projecting was, it’s obvious now. It wasn’t then.

In the story, the middle-generation people are lost. They’re apathetic. They’re just a placeholder. The only job they have is to keep the ship running, have kids, and die. As the middle generation of people began becoming adults, suicide rates were skyrocketing. Crime and drug rates were jumping. This generation was completely apathetic because they felt that they had no use.

In the story, a small group of people in the middle-generation create the Weather Project. They turn the ship into a terrarium. They make magnificent gardens and take the DNA of animals they took with them and recreate them and they make this cold, metal spaceship that they have to live their entire lives on into a home. They take what little they have and they break it and rearrange it into something beautiful. They take this radical idea and turn the ship into a wonderful jungle of trees and birds and sunshine.

And I realize now how much it reflects my state of mind as I transitioned from a child into an adult while dealing with depression. You always hear “it gets better” and “when you’re older things will be easier” and I was so sick of waiting for it to get better. I was in the middle-generation stage. And I was sick of it. I was so sick of waiting.

When I was in highschool I didn’t know how to end the story. I didn’t know how to have a happy ending. I didn’t have the life experience then to finish the story in a meaningful way. I didn’t know how to make it better for these middle-generation characters.

But now that I’m older, I’m learning. That if you sit and wait for things to get better, it never will. You have to take your life and break it apart and rearrange it into something beautiful. You have to make the cold metal ship into the garden that you deserve. You have to make your own meaning. You have to plant your own garden.

You have to teach yourself that being happy is not a radical idea.

Small art with an Obanai (there is also a hint of a redesign)🙌

Having celiac/coeliac disease is so bizzare, like it's all casual that eating gluten will give me cancer or dissolve the inside of my intestine so it can't do anything and I'll starve to death even while feasting like a king like I'm in some kind of Lovecraftian horror... and then everywhere I turn people are making "hehe this person is sooooo annoying for being gluten free" jokes

A lil composition idea I made for @httydbooks-doodler !!!

Happy 10th, Child's Play!

I have a head girl interview but I’m nonbinary and I prefer to be referred to a he/him than she/her when someone doesn’t use they/them.

Therefore,

I will refer to it as my head UFO interview.

Unidentified

F’ing queer

Object

And if I am assigned the role, I will:

Go on the website they get their badges on

Buy identical badges to the head girl ones

Make them say things like ‘head UFO’ and ‘head enby’ etc

Wear them at random intervals and see how long it takes for someone to notice

Laugh when I’ve left year 11 having worn a ‘head gay’ badge the entire year and nobody has noticed.

Thank you for listening to my scheme

Edit: I didn’t get Head UFO, but I did get senior prefect. Or as I like to call it, MEGA PREFECT. Fear me! All the praise, literally no responsibilities, or gender requirements.

Are you still in the Smurfs fandom, or do you have a link for your Smurfs fic? I would love to read it!

I'm gonna be honest, I never finished it. It has 32k words, but I got to a point where I didn't know where to take it anymore.

I posted it for you but please be aware :)