asian westeros au: mongolia as the land beyond the wall
if the north was the heart of ice, then farther north and beyond the wall was its head. the one that breathed direction into the cold winds and gave it strength. not much is known of this land, as if its very history was made unclear by frost. its people were called wildlings—wild of of bearing, and wild of thirst. nomadic, as though even their feet were carried by the winter winds—a people scattered, sparse, like the frozen lands that refused to bear the marks of human hands. the wildlings bow to no mortal emperor, for who could usurp winter, that which they thought to be lord and master of all. yet genghis khan managed to rally the wildlings behind him. his empire had no religion and no law but for the law of the victor. southward they marched, and when the wall refused them, they stormed old stone with older strength.
asian westeros au: china as the north
the wolf on a field of ice and stone. ice, hardened by turmoil. stone, dark with age. they say when you go north, you never truly leave it. the cold, when it comes, stitches spikes upon the skin. this is the land of winter, of a war-hardened people whose blood spill not in rivers but cascade in hail. they say when a northerner dies, the land gets ever harder until no southerner can till the plains and tame the mountains. the age of heroes had been a patchwork of dynasty upon dynasty, each emperor crowned by snowfall, beget with hearts of ice. the qin dynasty unified the greater families and when barbarians threatened their delicate peace, they had built a wall; han breathed upon a swell of new territory and marked the silk road to trade with the south; tang brought the golden age, commerce and renown. they had been the most loved until the death of the recent lord and the coming of the mongols. those born with ice in their hearts refuse to thaw, until their feet too have rooted upon the infertile earth. to pray to the gods is to pray to the past, and every father and mother that leaves the earth only thickens the stone until houses become temples, and palaces are carved with the heavens. they say the north is for the north, and the cold takes care of its own.
It was always my headcanon that Prospit dreamers are those who are born heroes but have to prove themselves as warriors and Derse dreamers are those who are born warriors but have to prove themselves as heroes.
well, I hit 50k words on my NaNo, so I’m done! It’s not quite a fully coherent story yet, though, I’ll save that for, uh, January. Yeah. I don’t care, I’m out.
I’ve begun silently fighting back against jerks on the subway who sit as spread out as possible. Basically I match your stance.
This guy was sitting on the train with his knees splayed and his hands on the seat to either side of him. So I slowly backed up into the seat next to him forcing him to either move his hand or have me sit on it. Then I spread my knees equally wide and stuck my elbows out just as far.
It’s amazing how uncomfortable this makes men.
Eventually he closed his knees more (so I closed mine.) The ladies across from me noticed this silent warfare and were slightly confused. When he finally got off the train and I sat like a “lady” they realized what I did and grinned at me.
Yep. This is my new thing to do on the subway.
ur a little rebel i like u
You know why most guys sit like that?
It’s a body language signal known as a “crotch display” and it’s used to show dominance/confidence.
This is why guys get uncomfortable when women do this, and also why women are told to sit “like a lady” - basically, without the crotch display. When women do it, they’re telling all the dudes that they’re either stronger or on equal standing with them.
So I say right on, ladies! Go for it.
WE DO NOT SIT WITH OUT LEGS SPREAD BECAUSE WE WANT TO ‘SEXUALLY DOMINATE THE SCENE’ OR WHATEVER BULLCRAP YOU WANT TO COME UP WITH.
WE SIT LIKE THAT BECAUSE WE HAVE TESTICLES IN THE MIDDLE THAT ARE FUCKING SENSITIVE TO HEAT AND PRESSURE, MAKING IT MORE COMFORTABLE TO SPREAD OUR LEGS.
WE CLOSE OURS WHEN YOU ‘IMITATE’ US BECAUSE WE REALISE YOU WANT MORE SPACE AND SO WE BE POLITE AND GIVE IT TO YOU
WE SIT LIKE THIS ANYWHERE
HOW ARE WE OPRESSING YOU WHEN WE SIT LIKE THIS ON OUR OWN, IN PRIVATE?
NOT EVERYTHING IS THE GODDAMN PATRIARCHY
Coming from a guy, i can tell you right now that I spread my legs out EVERYWHERE I sit. It’s just more comfortable that way. I’m not trying to crowd you, really. If you ASK NICELY for me to give you a little bit of space, Of COURSE i will. But if you start doing this kind of shit with me I’ll assume you have a sweaty crotch and probably start laughing.
speaking to the men, if you’re so happy to close your legs when asked, clearly you didn’t need all that space to begin with, so why did you take it?
I don’t how you big you think your balls are, you don’t need to take my seat too, and I shouldn’t need to please spread your legs over only one seat, it’s not exactly hard
“I’m so uncomfortable in my own skin.”
In Bnei Brak, an Israeli city whose population is mostly ultra-orthodox, there is a disturbing phenomenon - advertising signs with images of women on them are being ripped by ultra-orthodox men who believes that women should only be shown dressed modestly enough. The sleeves must cover the elbows, skirts must hide the knees and hair should be hidden as well.
The Israeli advertising agency “Twisted" decided to use that habit, and created a poster that hides another poster under it. 24 hours after the sign was hanged, the picture of the model was ripped and the message was exposed:
International Day for the Elimination of Violence against Women
oh that’s brilliant.