there should be a sub genre of books that were originally written to comment on the evils of capitalism and how greed and wealth corrupts society as a whole and how those popular books were subsequently made into hollywood movies and were marketed in a way in order to mass produce as much merchandise as possible so the companies behind the movies can make as much money as possible and thus completely erasing the original meaning of that story while also unintentionally proving the point of the original novels themes
↬ OF FAIRYTALES, FOLKLORE AND FAEKIND.
scenarios inspired by various settings, encounters & magic tucked between pages, fashioned by the author.
+ feel free to change pronouns / roles !
FAIRYTALES.
‘ let me guess, you thought a true love’s kiss would help you. ’
‘ you will always follow the trail in the wood, and it will guide you on the same path, to the same cottage, the same witch. it will always be your undoing. ’
‘ i have never seen a more tragic creature. how might i help you ? ’
‘ you must take this knife and plunge it into his / her / their heart. ’
‘ forget yourself. that is how you break your curse. ’
‘ remove this thorn from my hand, and you will be rewarded. ’
‘ i’m tired of being a prince. i think i would actually enjoy being a frog. ’
‘ tell me of the beast, and i will hunt it for you. ’
‘ mice are never just mice, and pumpkins are rarely just pumpkins. ’
‘ i don’t think breaking a spell should be this simple. ’
‘ i never thought i’d return here, to the site where it all began. ’
‘ are you an orphan ? it’s just that they’re always finding themselves in magical predicaments. ’
‘ the mirror speaks falsely in your ear. it is your true curse. ’
‘ my heart feels uneasy, although i am free. is it supposed to ? ’
‘ i’m sorry, it’s just that i thought this is the part of the quest where the animals ought to start talking to me. ’
‘ of course i plan on going to the ball. why wouldn’t i ? ’
‘ jealousy has made more witches out of women than adam’s rib. ’
‘ where has choosing goodheartedness and having golden hair ever gotten you ? ’
‘ are you a helpful wizard, or the kind that sits in a tower reading moldy books ? ’
‘ i’m dreadfully bored. who knew waiting for a prince was so strenuous ? ’
‘ we all have towers we must leave, and magic that will try to thwart us. ’
‘ i’m afraid for the clock to strike. the hour will ring in the place of my heartbeat when we must be parted. ’
‘ i had no idea carpets could fly. or pigs for that matter. ’
‘ what would happen if the knight did not arrive to the castle, and the dragon made a den of it and a hoard of its people and prize of its princess ? ’
‘ i sometimes think i was switched out at birth, like a lizard in a bird’s nest. i belong somewhere else. ’
‘ in another kingdom exists a throne and a crown that is mine by right. ’
‘ if i did not wake up one day, i would still be waiting on a spinning wheel, dutifully bored. ’
‘ something in me knows you are here for my heart. ’
FOLKLORE.
‘ in all the myths i’ve heard, it’s never been worthwhile to approach strange sights. it’s best to turn around and pretend you never saw them. ’
‘ nothing is folklore until it exists longer than consciousness remembers, and lives in spite of it. ’
‘ i’ve heard your name before, in songs and lengthy ballads. ’
‘ whatever has led you here to me, there is destiny in its making. ’
‘ the beast returns every century or so, and tries to devour us. it will come again before long. ’
‘ a pretty face is not nothing. it earns you a hearth and a kind hand, after all. ’
‘ their lips are red as blood, and their teeth carve ruin into throats. ’
‘ aren’t dragons supposed to breathe fire and make a fuss about having their treasure found ? ’
‘ someday you will become a pilgrim, a saint, or a favored story, while i will be a voice on the wind. ’
‘ the stories say brides don’t live to the light before demons devour them. why should i become one ? ’
‘ there was another girl like you once, in a small town like this one. i can’t remember if she became the monster or died trying to escape it. ’
‘ remember to festoon the hearth with garlic, or rosemary, or one of those mundane herbs that keep evil out. ’
‘ that sounds like nothing but a tall tale, but i’m certain smaller minds would eat it up. ’
‘ to cross this bridge, you’ll have to pay a heavy toll. ’
‘ don’t stray too far from the path set before you, or something interesting might happen. ’
‘ i’ve passed that yard of crops a million times, but the crow never moved from its post until this morning. ’
‘ it is as though ancient fears are still in us like scars or stitches. ’
‘ graveyards aren’t where you find ghosts. look for them in places that feel like memories you shouldn’t have. ’
‘ stories reap princes from peasants as if their skins were crops in the ground. ’
‘ what form does your fear take ? surely not that of a bear or a lion. such things are too assuring. ’
‘ i found myself where everything was too familiar to be real. ’
‘ in safe beds on cold dark nights, we learn to face the monsters in our own minds. ’
FAEKIND.
‘ you’re not to partake in a fairy feast. don’t you know it’s the food that will devour you ? ’
‘ i’m sorry you did not read the eyes of the trees before finding yourself here. ’
‘ i wish to go back. i want to forget everything. ’
‘ you think that believing in us is enough to protect you ? that it will kill us if you forget, and we prey upon your unknowing ? ’
‘ step around the ring three times, like a backwards clock. that’s how you get to fairyland. ’
‘ i’ve never heard such sweet music before. ’
‘ where the trees begin to twist and groan in their roots, remember you must not make a right turn. ’
‘ i didn’t feel like i’d stepped into another world, but like it stepped into me. i knew i was there and forgot i’d left anything behind. ’
‘ how amusing. a human ! ’
‘ would you be my bride if i were to take you into the ground ? ’
‘ i know of tunnels you might take, the burrows of trolls and rabbits. ’
‘ don’t take anything from this realm, none of it is worth the price of keeping. ’
‘ there are courts by many titles in the lands beyond the veil, all of them other. ’
‘ names are not like currency here; they are more precious than diamonds and legacies. ’
‘ did you think all of us looked like goblins ? ’
‘ getting here is easy, but getting home is quite the trick. ’
‘ i shall give you a riddle, and it will puzzle you until you know the answer but forget your own soul. ’
‘ a bloodline is nothing when you’ve outlived civilizations. ’
‘ refusing my hospitality is like human sin, and it will bring worse upon you. ’
‘ everything here is and isn’t, and things are and aren’t. ’
‘ on lonely nights i stare into the trees, and a strange face leers back. ’
‘ the thrones here are made of bones and blood, and built upon decay. ’
‘ a third time is not a charm, but a bargain. it says that you want something enough to wager your sense. ’
‘ it is dangerous to think that magical beings do not have human intensities. ’
Chapter One - Exposition.
Baker!Reader x Butcher!Simon Riley
CW: None, SFW.
Word Count: 1.2K
You’re sitting in your local Costa, sadly picking at an overpriced, sad sandwich and lukewarm coffee. Chains are never your first option if you can help it, but this small town doesn’t have a local cafe open past 10am.
Another sigh, you could do it so much better, you think, grimacing at a bite of soggy bread. As a baker, you know good bread and this, this is not good bread.
How difficult can it be, really, you sip from your cup; musing.
You could do it, you think, you already have a steady business as an online bakery and a presence at the closest local markets, known for your delicate bakes with pretty decorations.
The savoury side of things though…you know what’d you’d do, sandwiches with homemade focaccia, doorstep thick toast, savoury pastries.
It’d have to be right though. The voice pops up unbidden and you bite your lip, your need for perfection is both a blessing and a curse.
You abandon the remnants of your sandwich and head home thoughts churning.
In your kitchen, you create a focaccia, flaky salt, good olive oil, rosemary and cherry tomatoes.
Once it’s cooked you realise you don’t have the right meats and you drag yourself to the store, you stand in front of the deli meats aisle for longer than you want to admit, until your fingers start to get a little numb and you take home a selection and painstakingly try a little of everything with the bread and nothing's right, nothing works.
You hiss in frustration before cutting a large chunk and wrapping it in wax paper and grabbing your keys.
You know you must look like a crazy person, stomping into the butchers and dropping the bread on the counter in front of the mountain of a man who works there, the bottom half of his face covered by a black mask.
“I need help” you say shortly “I’ve tried the supermarket meats and it’s not right.”
He stares at you, shocked, confused, you can’t tell.
“Look, you're an expert right?” A slow nod. “Good. I’m fed up with having no good cafes so I’m gonna do it myself but I’m a novice at savoury, so taste that.”
You wave a hand irritably at the wax-paper wrapped focaccia “and please tell me what meat is supposed to go in it.”
There’s a beat, two, before callused hands are unwrapping the bread and tearing a chunk off, corner of the mask lifting to accommodate before being lowered.
A moan. “I know” you say, slightly smug “so I’m not putting it with mediocre fillings”
The man hums, swallowing, before turning to a leg of something along the back counter and cutting a thin slice, dropping it onto a paper plate before handing it to you.
“Try that” he rasps, you take the plate and try the meat, it’s salty, slightly smoky and so much better than whatever you brought from the supermarket and combinations throw themselves into your head.
You’re unaware of the butcher staring at you.
“How much will I need to make at least ... .four sandwiches?” You half ask, half demand.
“Bout 15 slices” he replies after a moment's thought.
“Great, that then please,” you say sweetly, “and you can keep the rest of the bread.” You add on when you’ve paid and have the wrapped meat in your hand before almost running out of the shop to get home.
Simon stares for a long time, before devouring the rest of the bread.
The next few hours are spent in your kitchen, every surface covered in pans and bowls. The meat he’s given you, you learn, is called Serrano and it’s so good.
You’re lucky enough to have a garden and a greenhouse and you pull some rocket from the soil dropping it into a colander for later. Back in your kitchen you create a chilli jam, not too spicy with a slight acidity to balance the salt.
A quick google suggests that manchego is a common pairing but you worry that it will make the finished sandwich too salty and you bite your lip, scouring your fridge. Burrata. You’d brought it to make your own pizzas but…you wouldn’t need all of it.
You catalogue what you have in your head, salt from the meat and the bread, acid from the jam, fat from the cheese and heat from both the jam and the peppery kick of the rocket.
You layer the sandwich and wrap it in greaseproof paper, pulling it tight before cutting it in half with a large bread knife.
You smile at the cross section and take a bite. The flavours explode on your tongue and you grin, victorious. It’s so much better than the sad toastie you started your day with.
You tidy your kitchen, decanting the rest of the chilli jam into sterilised jars and carefully storing the meat and cheese before washing your paraphernalia.
You’re about to become that poor butcher’s worst nightmare, you think ruefully as you start to compile a list of other things you’d want to stock.
You feel so guilty in advance that you assemble a peace offering, the other half of the sandwich, a jar of your new chilli jam and a caramel brownie. Is it weird if I bother him again? You shake the thought away, you have questions and your brain needs them answered. Now.
You pack your offering into a box and head back out, chucking a notebook and pen into your bag as you pass the countertop.
The man behind the counter looks surprised to see you, if the slight raise of his eyebrow is any indication.
“Alright?” He asks slowly.
“Yeah,” you chuckle slightly nervously as you introduce yourself, “I think I’m probably about to become your worst nightmare.”
“Doubt that” he mutters, “‘m Simon.”
You nod “Simon, it’s nice to meet you.” A smile, you brandish the box containing your peace offering.
“I need to ask you some questions about, well, everything meat so here’s a…” you stumble over your words. “Gift? In return for the annoyance I’m probably gonna cause you.”
The man, Simon, takes the box from you and flips open the lid, “this the sandwich you made?” He asks, fishing it out with one large hand, you nod as he unwraps the paper and takes a large bite.
His eyes close momentarily as he chews and swallows “gonna bring me one of these every time you’ve got a question love?”
Your brain stutters momentarily over the pet name and you feel your face get warm.
“Um, yes?” You offer as you will your face to cool down, watching as he takes another bite and groans in appreciation.
“Best sandwich I’ve ever had.” He tells you and you can’t help but preen at the compliment.
“Thanks,” you whip out your notebook “so, if I wanted to make a quiche with ham in it but also sandwiches, would I need different styles?” The pen is pushed against your lip as you think “Oh and I know there’s a ratio of fat to meat for everything but if I wanted to do sausage rolls and scotch eggs would they need to be different too?”
You realise Simon is staring at you and you shuffle your feet, ears going hot, waiting for the inevitable comments about you being ‘weird’ or ‘too much.’
They don’t come.
You force yourself to meet his gaze, steeling yourself for whatever expression you find there. You don’t expect fascination, appraisal.
“You this meticulous about ever’thin love?” It’s almost a growl and your mind wanders for a split second before you manage to eek out a “yes.”
Simon grins, taking a large bite of the brownie “fucking hell, where’ve you been hidin?”
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Photographed by Martin Philippo and Andress Kools
Hey remember that a boycott if actually MORE effective under capitalism if you profess you would actually end the boycott under certain conditions.
“Nothing this company does can make up for their bad actions, I will never buy from them again!” Okay so they’ve lost you as a customer and have no reason to try and get you back. You can HOPE to drive them into bankruptcy but Chic-Fil-A is evidence of how well that works.
“This company did something bad. I would not consider buying their product again, UNLESS, they publicly apologized and made up for it by … [donating money to a cause, promoting different content, offering better care to their employees, etc.]” This is actually MORE likely to be effective because if enough people say this, the company m sees them as potential customers of a certain demographic, and is willing to make changes to get those customers back and, long term, make money from them.
We discussed the issues describing People of Color by means of food in Part I of this guide, which brought rise to even more questions, mostly along the lines of “So, if food’s not an option, what can I use?” Well, I was just getting to that!
This final portion focuses on describing skin tone, with photo and passage examples provided throughout. I hope to cover everything from the use of straight-forward description to the more creatively-inclined, keeping in mind the questions we’ve received on this topic.
Pictured above: Black, Brown, Beige, White, Pink.
“She had brown skin.”
This is a perfectly fine description that, while not providing the most detail, works well and will never become cliché.
Describing characters’ skin as simply brown or beige works on its own, though it’s not particularly telling just from the range in brown alone.
These are more rarely used words that actually “mean” their color. Some of these have multiple meanings, so you’ll want to look into those to determine what other associations a word might have.
Pictured above: Umber, Sepia, Ochre, Russet, Terra-cotta, Gold, Tawny, Taupe, Khaki, Fawn.
Complex colors work well alone, though often pair well with a basic color in regards to narrowing down shade/tone.
For example: Golden brown, russet brown, tawny beige…
As some of these are on the “rare” side, sliding in a definition of the word within the sentence itself may help readers who are unfamiliar with the term visualize the color without seeking a dictionary.
“He was tall and slim, his skin a russet, reddish-brown.”
Comparisons to familiar colors or visuals are also helpful:
“His skin was an ochre color, much like the mellow-brown light that bathed the forest.”
Modifiers, often adjectives, make partial changes to a word.The following words are descriptors in reference to skin tone.
Dark - Deep - Rich - Cool
Warm - Medium - Tan
Fair - Light - Pale
Rich Black, Dark brown, Warm beige, Pale pink…
If you’re looking to get more specific than “brown,” modifiers narrow down shade further.
Keep in mind that these modifiers are not exactly colors.
As an already brown-skinned person, I get tan from a lot of sun and resultingly become a darker, deeper brown. I turn a pale, more yellow-brown in the winter.
While best used in combination with a color, I suppose words like “tan” “fair” and “light” do work alone; just note that tan is less likely to be taken for “naturally tan” and much more likely a tanned White person.
Calling someone “dark” as description on its own is offensive to some and also ambiguous. (See: Describing Skin as Dark)
Undertones are the colors beneath the skin, seeing as skin isn’t just one even color but has more subdued tones within the dominating palette.
pictured above: warm / earth undertones: yellow, golden, copper, olive, bronze, orange, orange-red, coral | cool / jewel undertones: pink, red, blue, blue-red, rose, magenta, sapphire, silver.
Mentioning the undertones within a character’s skin is an even more precise way to denote skin tone.
As shown, there’s a difference between say, brown skin with warm orange-red undertones (Kelly Rowland) and brown skin with cool, jewel undertones (Rutina Wesley).
“A dazzling smile revealed the bronze glow at her cheeks.”
“He always looked as if he’d ran a mile, a constant tinge of pink under his tawny skin.”
Standard Description Passage
“Farah’s skin, always fawn, had burned and freckled under the summer’s sun. Even at the cusp of autumn, an uneven tan clung to her skin like burrs. So unlike the smooth, red-brown ochre of her mother, which the sun had richened to a blessing.”
-From my story “Where Summer Ends” featured in Strange Little Girls
Here the state of skin also gives insight on character.
Note my use of “fawn” in regards to multiple meaning and association. While fawn is a color, it’s also a small, timid deer, which describes this very traumatized character of mine perfectly.
Though I use standard descriptions of skin tone more in my writing, at the same time I’m no stranger to creative descriptions, and do enjoy the occasional artsy detail of a character.
Whether compared to night-cast rivers or day’s first light…I actually enjoy seeing Characters of Colors dressed in artful detail.
I’ve read loads of descriptions in my day of white characters and their “smooth rose-tinged ivory skin”, while the PoC, if there, are reduced to something from a candy bowl or a Starbucks drink, so to actually read of PoC described in lavish detail can be somewhat of a treat.
Still, be mindful when you get creative with your character descriptions. Too many frills can become purple-prose-like, so do what feels right for your writing when and where. Not every character or scene warrants a creative description, either. Especially if they’re not even a secondary character.
Using a combination of color descriptions from standard to creative is probably a better method than straight creative. But again, do what’s good for your tale.
Pictured above: Harvest Moon -Twilight, Fall/Autumn Leaves, Clay, Desert/Sahara, Sunlight - Sunrise - Sunset - Afterglow - Dawn- Day- Daybreak, Field - Prairie - Wheat, Mountain/Cliff, Beach/Sand/Straw/Hay.
Now before you run off to compare your heroine’s skin to the harvest moon or a cliff side, think about the associations to your words.
When I think cliff, I think of jagged, perilous, rough. I hear sand and picture grainy, yet smooth. Calm. mellow.
So consider your character and what you see fit to compare them to.
Also consider whose perspective you’re describing them from. Someone describing a person they revere or admire may have a more pleasant, loftier description than someone who can’t stand the person.
“Her face was like the fire-gold glow of dawn, lifting my gaze, drawing me in.”
“She had a sandy complexion, smooth and tawny.”
Even creative descriptions tend to draw help from your standard words.
Pictured above: Calla lilies, Western Coneflower, Hazel Fay, Hibiscus, Freesia, Rose
It was a bit difficult to find flowers to my liking that didn’t have a 20 character name or wasn’t called something like “chocolate silk” so these are the finalists.
You’ll definitely want to avoid purple-prose here.
Also be aware of flowers that most might’ve never heard of. Roses are easy, as most know the look and coloring(s) of this plant. But Western coneflowers? Calla lilies? Maybe not so much.
“He entered the cottage in a huff, cheeks a blushing brown like the flowers Nana planted right under my window. Hazel Fay she called them, was it?”
Pictured above: Cattails, Seashell, Driftwood, Pinecone, Acorn, Amber
These ones are kinda odd. Perhaps because I’ve never seen these in comparison to skin tone, With the exception of amber.
At least they’re common enough that most may have an idea what you’re talking about at the mention of “pinecone.“
I suggest reading out your sentences aloud to get a better feel of how it’ll sounds.
“Auburn hair swept past pointed ears, set around a face like an acorn both in shape and shade.”
I pictured some tree-dwelling being or person from a fantasy world in this example, which makes the comparison more appropriate.
I don’t suggest using a comparison just “cuz you can” but actually being thoughtful about what you’re comparing your character to and how it applies to your character and/or setting.
Pictured above: Mahogany, Walnut, Chestnut, Golden Oak, Ash
Wood can be an iffy description for skin tone. Not only due to several of them having “foody” terminology within their names, but again, associations.
Some people would prefer not to compare/be compared to wood at all, so get opinions, try it aloud, and make sure it’s appropriate to the character if you do use it.
“The old warlock’s skin was a deep shade of mahogany, his stare serious and firm as it held mine.”
Pictured above: Platinum, Copper, Brass, Gold, Bronze
Copper skin, brass-colored skin, golden skin…
I’ve even heard variations of these used before by comparison to an object of the same properties/coloring, such as penny for copper.
These also work well with modifiers.
“The dress of fine white silks popped against the deep bronze of her skin.”
Pictured above: Onyx, Obsidian, Sard, Topaz, Carnelian, Smoky Quartz, Rutile, Pyrite, Citrine, Gypsum
These are trickier to use. As with some complex colors, the writer will have to get us to understand what most of these look like.
If you use these, or any more rare description, consider if it actually “fits” the book or scene.
Even if you’re able to get us to picture what “rutile” looks like, why are you using this description as opposed to something else? Have that answer for yourself.
“His skin reminded her of the topaz ring her father wore at his finger, a gleaming stone of brown, mellow facades.”
Physical character description can be more than skin tone.
Show us hair, eyes, noses, mouth, hands…body posture, body shape, skin texture… though not necessarily all of those nor at once.
Describing features also helps indicate race, especially if your character has some traits common within the race they are, such as afro hair to a Black character.
How comprehensive you decide to get is up to you. I wouldn’t overdo it and get specific to every mole and birthmark. Noting defining characteristics is good, though, like slightly spaced front teeth, curls that stay flopping in their face, hands freckled with sunspots…
Indicate Race Early: I suggest indicators of race be made at the earliest convenience within the writing, with more hints threaded throughout here and there.
Get Creative On Your Own: Obviously, I couldn’t cover every proper color or comparison in which has been “approved” to use for your characters’ skin color, so it’s up to you to use discretion when seeking other ways and shades to describe skin tone.
Skin Color May Not Be Enough: Describing skin tone isn’t always enough to indicate someone’s ethnicity. As timeless cases with readers equating brown to “dark white” or something, more indicators of race may be needed.
Describe White characters and PoC Alike: You should describe the race and/or skin tone of your white characters just as you do your Characters of Color. If you don’t, you risk implying that White is the default human being and PoC are the “Other”).
PSA: Don’t use “Colored.” Based on some asks we’ve received using this word, I’d like to say that unless you or your character is a racist grandmama from the 1960s, do not call People of Color “colored” please.
Not Sure Where to Start? You really can’t go wrong using basic colors for your skin descriptions. It’s actually what many people prefer and works best for most writing. Personally, I tend to describe my characters using a combo of basic colors + modifiers, with mentions of undertones at times. I do like to veer into more creative descriptions on occasion.
Want some alternatives to “skin” or “skin color”? Try: Appearance, blend, blush, cast, coloring, complexion, flush, glow, hue, overtone, palette, pigmentation, rinse, shade, sheen, spectrum, tinge, tint, tone, undertone, value, wash.
List of Color Names
The Color Thesaurus
Skin Undertone & Color Matching
Tips and Words on Describing Skin
Photos: Undertones Described (Modifiers included)
Online Thesaurus (try colors, such as “red” & “brown”)
Don’t Call me Pastries: Creative Skin Tones w/ pics I
WWC Featured Description Posts
WWC Guide: Words to Describe Hair
Writing with Color: Description & Skin Color Tags
7 Offensive Mistakes Well-intentioned Writers Make
I tried to be as comprehensive as possible with this guide, but if you have a question regarding describing skin color that hasn’t been answered within part I or II of this guide, or have more questions after reading this post, feel free to ask!
~ Mod Colette
Acacia: purity, air, and used in initiations, psychic workings, and protection.
Alder: resurrection, rebirth, and fire.
Almond: divination, clairvoyance, wisdom, money, loans, business.
Apple: healing, prosperity, love, peace, happiness and perpetual youth.
Apricot: love
Ash: healing, protection and sea magic
Aspen: Used for phyllomancy (divination by leaf rustling) and for protection.
Birch: new beginnings and births, protection, fertility, purifications and blessings.
Cedar: purification, prosperity, and longevity, spirituality, self control.
Coconut: purity, chastity, healing
Cypress: easing losses, healing, past life workings, and protection. Represents earth.
Elder: healing, love, protection, and prosperity.
Elm: female powers, protection.
Eucalyptus: healing
Fig: fertility, strength, energy, health
Fir: youth, vitality, prosperity magic.
Hawthorn: female sexuality, cleansing, marriage, love and protection.
Hazel: fertility, divination, marriage, protection, reconciliation.
Holly: protection
Juniper: protection, cleansing
Lemon: divination, healing, chastity, neutrality
Linden: Used for prophesies and protection.
Maple: Used for love and divination.
Oak: Used for healing, strength, protection, masculinity and for fertility magic. Represents fire.
Mulberry: knowledge, divination, wisdom, the will
Olive: peace, fruitfulness, security, money, marriage, fidelity
Orange: love, marriage
Palm: Used for male fertility, strength, and virility.
Pine: Symbolizes immortality and represents earth. Pine cones represent fertility. Used for purification, health, fortune, fertility, and prosperity.
Rowan: Used for protection, healing, and strength. Represents fire.
Willow: Represents water. Used in moon, wishing magic, healing, protection, enchantments, and easy delivery of babies.
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reminder that now more than ever, participating in small scale acts of community aid and activism is extremely important. there is a lot you can still do despite shifts in government figures. people feel defeated when certain laws and bills are passed, and certain politicians shuffle in and out of office. it's okay to feel this way, but there is so much we can still do to help each other that isn't illegal and/or you will not be stopped or killed for
participating in food distributions is vital. check to see how your local food bank/s distribute food and how you can help. many churches have food and resource distributions, as well as libraries. libraries in general have amazing resources on top of the books they provide and i highly recommend volunteering at a library when and where possible. it's vital for helping people get resources and apply for government aid when and where possible
see if you can get involved with local groups like Food Not Bombs who distribute free, generally vegan or vegetarian, hot meals to anyone who shows up who is not a cop. preparing meals is easy when a lot of people are participating. you don't have to be able to donate food in order to help with distributing it
check to see if there are safe injection sites in your area. check to see if there are any programs to help homeless substance users get clean needles and sharps disposals. check to see if there are harm reduction events and other outreach programs that provide narcan and other important life saving medications and information
contact your local homeless shelters and see what you can do to get involved with homeless outreach programs for all kinds of people, especially those that fall through the cracks of common programs. see if you can provide or run crowdfunding events for heaters, blankets, food, socks, jackets, hygiene products and other necessities to homeless people in your area.
check to see if there are lgbt spaces in your area and if they need volunteers or anyone to help them. you may be able to help run groups for specific queer groups or attend them and help boost numbers to get those programs more funding. see if you can help give information to queer folk in your community who need resources including but not limited to trans friendly primary care providers, OBGYN services, HRT, surgery, hair removal procedures, and so on. see if it's possible to arrange programs for queer people who need safe transportation
there are a lot more options but if you're feeling down about how things are currently, there are a lot of ways you can help your community with minimal effort much of the time. it doesn't take much at all to help your local community. you'll get help in return by gaining exposure to new resources you weren't familiar with previously. there's a lot we can do for each other
the most insane double casting i’ve heard of is ophelia and horatio being played by the same actress. the implications of that drive me crazy
Catching a falling leaf before it hits the ground is supposed to be good luck. Add it to your altar for good luck, protection, and abundance throughout the autumn season.