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uminoko:

kellysue:

Yesterday’s events hit me harder than I would have predicted. I’m sure I’m not alone in that. 

I’m up [close to] on time this morning, having coffee with the cat [he doesn’t actually drink coffee, but he lives to try and put his tail in mine], about to turn my queue back on, get to work and take the babysteps I need to take out of Monday’s cocoon. 

Before I close the browser and go finish up that lettering pass, I want to just take a minute to say thank you to the Carol Corps. Last night’s fundraiser did so much to raise my spirits.

I’m self-conscious telling this story… because it’s corny, I guess? I’m not sure why exactly. I’m too cool to sound like a greeting card? Because I simply don’t want to be misunderstood, maybe.

But.  A few years ago, at the height of the controversy surrounding Guantanamo Bay, I considered giving up my vocation and going to law school. I felt very pointedly that I wasn’t… helping. As a fiction writer, I wasn’t doing anything that made the world a better place. It wasn’t a thought about ego; not about wanting to be remembered for good deeds or anything, just the idea that when I leave, I want to take with me the notion that I helped. That I gave. That I acted with courage and out of love.  

Nicki, Maria, Gilbert, Beverly, David, Kit, June, Andy, the OS couple, Mary, Soufex & Naja, Michael, Erin, and the couple hundred others of you whose real names I either don’t know or I can’t call up off the top of my head—this little community you’ve formed and allowed me to be a part of… makes me feel… I dunno. Like I’m part of a thing. And that thing, in a multitude of little ways, is helping.  

Folks like the Civil Right attorney, Navy pilot, the woman who has used Carol as a totem to help her navigate her social anxiety, you guys are the Carol Corps heroes. But in being who you are, the stories you’ve shared with me, you’ve blessed me with the feeling that I am there on the sidelines with a little cup of water for you as you go… helping. 

Thank you for that. 

Dear Kelly Sue,

Your kind words continue to astound me, so I think I owe you something in return.

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This was beautiful. And as an aspiring writer-person, really nice to hear. I think — speaking from my personal battle with this, at least — we “creative types” (is that a ‘thing’?) all too often devalue the importance of our contributions to the world, be they small or large, in light of what we perceive to be “real” contributions, and feel this distinct kind of pressure to be “useful” and pragmatic, at every stage of life. That’s not implying that there’s anything wrong with the more “practical” vocations out there, but there is a place for artists, dancers, actors, designers, filmmakers, musicians, singers, storytellers. And, simply and concisely put, the world would be a much less inspiring, even more emotionally exhausting place than it is today, without the existence of creators and their creations.

In the wake of these tragedies, which have been happening here and abroad all too often, I’m left only to turn to fiction for solace, for a respite from the news and the world around me. Reading the stories of the courageous, dutiful, but realistically flawed heroes who never back down, never let their light and justice and good get drowned out in the cacophony of terror and oppression, in spite of their hardships, is sometimes all we really have, and without those stories, those heroes, I’d honestly wager we wouldn’t have quite a few of the real-life heroes we have today, because there wouldn’t be such beacons to look up to and aspire to be.

Reality is good, but fiction inspires. You and others like you are important, Kelly Sue, to everyone out there, from the lawyers and police to the writers and artists.

Never let anyone tell you otherwise, because the speculative world without such contributions is an even darker, more sinister place.

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uminoko:

youngbadmanbrown:

I’ve always imagined Daredevil and She-Hulk having a son. He’d have green hair and he’d have super-senses and strength determined by his adrenaline (which Matt and Uncle Iron Fist would teach him to ramp up without losing control and hulking out)

do you guys

understand why that’s so funny in my household?

It’s pretty hysterical for me, considering who I costume as and who my SO costumes as. Let me know if there’s anything you RP that you’d need an image of, hahahaha.

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uminoko:

listen, there are plenty of things to make fun of Matt Murdock for that aren’t his blindness:

1.  His gingerness

2.  His Irishness

3.  How he’s the worst Catholic in the Marvel Universe

4.  This cover

(lol u ok matt?)

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