my baby doesn't belong to any white man

North of North is about a young Inuk woman who gets sick of her narcissistic husband's macho BS and moves in with her single mom. that... probably makes it sound like one of those shows, doesn't it.

well, maybe it is, maybe it's not (it's not). while Siaja (Anna Lambe, gorgeous, absolutely stunning) runs around trying to put her life back together and find herself (but first find and hold down a job and learn to coparent with her almost-ex - yeah of course she has a kid, she's 26!), there is life happening all over place in the tiny Nunavut town. Ice Cove is the kind of tight-knit community where your people won't leave you alone - but they also won't leave you alone, you know?

the show doesn't preach, but while you're laughing, it still quietly, casually shows you how colonialism doesn't really end.

how it lingers.

here's your white mayor. here's your language being slowly forgotten and now you need a translator to understand your elders. here's your town's lack of funding and what it gets it has to fight for (and how do you fight for it when there's another town (the Shelbyville to your Springfield, the Woodbury to your Stars Hollow) that even has a sushi place?). here's a French Canadian man who calls you Snocahontas. here's your mother's self-sabotaging old trauma.

*sigh* fine, there's also walrus dick baseball. if anything, watch it for the walrus dick baseball

Cover is UP! The stunning art is by @eliotbaum.

Call Me Traitor is the story of a living weapon fighting her way towards personhood and the awful lesbian she's doing it with. I keep calling it 'the sapphic Winter Soldier wizards' book despite being told we can't put that in the blurb.

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many people know loons from heated rivalry, but now laser loon is the symbol of the resistance here

So I bashed my head into the ceiling fan light fixture in my bedroom and destroyed it (my head is unscathed) and have since replaced it. However. I've decided to turn the mangled remains of that light fixture into a disco solar system, so I'm painting up some disco balls. Mayhem is a VERY big fan of disco balls.

So I did an egg hunt at my place of work this morning. I don’t mean like I hid a couple dozen eggs and people rolled their eyes like “hey isn’t this a bit childish?”

I mean I got an entire staff of some 30 surgery, kennel, vet techs and receptionists to go absolutely wild running around our facility looking for 200+ colorful plastic eggs full of chocolate and sour patch bunnies and one golden egg with $10 in it

Like one person riding on another person’s shoulders to look on top of the high stacked kennels and using leashes as lassos

There was screaming and wild giggling and I’ve never seen so many grown ass women grinning and running around like kids in my life it was the greatest.

Apparently I am now the morale officer of my workplace but my boss (who somehow wound up covered in glitter at the end of the day despite literally none of the eggs having glitter on them) now knows me as

The Harbinger of Chaos

guys, i don’t know what to do. he’s about to send the military here for no reason. asking that you call your senators and reps even if they are republicans. there are no riots here. there is no excuse for the insurrection act.

First hand accounts on the devastation ICE is causing Minnesota. And with the 1000 more of those losers that came that I talked about yesterday, there are more of them than actual police officers there. That is fucking sad.

And I want everyone to remember that ALL of this started because of this assclown

As far as I’m concerned, Renee Good’s blood is on his hands.

filter on ao3 that only shows fic by women in their 40s who has a degree and works an office job and probably leaves authors notes that are like “sorry for the wait on the chapter guys! i had to give birth to my third kid😂”