"Ok, Ok.. Snow Ears I Have A Question Before I Do Anything Else-"

Reblog if your inbox is ALWAYS open for random asks, even if you haven’t reblogged any meme

*NJ grabs a cup out of the cabinet as RJ nods and slides into the kitchen. The mug is handed over, coffee is poured, and the reporter calls over.*

"What do you take in it?"

"Hiya!"

°Oh- hello there!°

*RJ waves with a hand not occupied by a book.*

"Hi!"

*NJ gives a wave from the kitchen.*

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Trying to make a point to my father.

I don’t think people realise how easy it is to feel ugly when you’re South East Asian.

I know so many popular East Asian bloggers, who always get so many notes because of how elegant and refined and. Pale. They are. Those are standards most of us can never achieve. I’ve never seen a selfie set of a southeast Asian girl break 1k: but I’ve seen plenty, and I mean plenty of pale East Asians break 3k easy.

I know East Asian bloggers who go on about racism against East Asians and act like it’s universal. I know some who will talk about East Asian racism but never breathe a word about racism against southeast Asians.

I know East Asian bloggers who literally don’t follow any South East Asians. The ones who say that it doesn’t matter because “we’re all East Asian!” Technically. Or those who act like we’re a different breed and a different species.

I wonder if most East Asians know that their beauty standards get passed down to our countries. I wonder if they know how it hurts a lot of us.

So I’m giving a shoutout to every southeast Asian girl. Every one of you,if us, deserves to feel pretty.

I’m talking about the Indonesian gals with broad noses. The Malay girls who wear Tudung and are mocked. Chinese Singaporeans who are still not “Chinese enough” for mainlanders. Filipino girls who feel guilty about their curly or frizzy hair. Indian Singaporeans who are feel like they need to be pale to be worth something ( you don’t). Thai girls who are told their country is only good for farming rice. Myanmar girls who get asked mockingly if they’re domestic workers. Even if you are, there is no shame in that. Every Cambodian girl who felt bad about having thick lips. I know I left a lot of people out, and I’m sorry. But if you’re reading this and haven’t seen yourself here - you are just as worthy and my spirit and strength and good wishes are with you

You are all beautiful. Every single one of you. We are all beautiful. It’s hard to see it and it’s hard to feel it sometimes but we are. You are. Every one of you. Pride to our people!

*the kitten crept out of bed and wiggled towards the computer. it's a curious bean* mew?

°CJ looked away from the screen, which holds what looks like a forum of some sort. He watches Snow Ears for a moment. You know, for my suspicions about you, you are adorable.°

"I have something to tell you both."

"Oh, what is it?"

°Everything alright?°

Of course, we can’t leave them behind. I’m unsure of how to free them from the cobras spell, but maybe a system reboot would work on Google. I’m not sure about the Host unfortunately. Maybe use the ‘Ok Google’ command to reboot Google. One at a time, we’ll try and figure out how to save them.

"Ok, that might work- hope Google doesn't hate us too much for it."

°My first thought for the Host was "cognitive recalibration" but this isn't the Marvel universe and I'm not Black Widow°

"And he bleeds enough as is, whacking him on the head is a last resort at best, we don't want to hurt them. Let's just hope this works."

Ⓐⓛⓡⓘⓖⓗⓣ. *They walk toward the portal with you.*

°CJ stops just before entering, and sticks his left hand in to test how it feels, and if something was going to eat it off.°

palau’s jellyfish lake was once connected to the pacific ocean, but when the sea level dropped its population of jellyfish were left to thrive in the isolation of its algae rich waters, and now make a daily 800 metre migration from one end of the lake to the other.

Gσσɠʅҽ ιʂ ϝιɳҽ. Tԋҽ Hσʂƚ... ɯҽʅʅ....

*there's even more silence*

"...What did you do."

°...and he shifts, it's the first movement since the struggling stopped°