i taught swim lessons and preschool, do y’all wanna hear the most ridiculous white kid names i’ve ever seen?
i’ve met at least a dozen children named some form of “jackson” but the best ones were “jaxon” and “jakson”
a parent who i really liked named her son “jaycob” because she was worried people wouldn’t pronounce it correctly. when someone accidentally spelled it “jacob” she would loudly and obnoxiously ask “WHO’S JAH-KOBE?”
two siblings named “thor” and “tiara”
i once had a classroom with four girls named “brooklyn”
if you sent me a list of popular boy names, i could guarantee i’ve met every single one of them
twin girls named paisley and brinley
a girl named reader
a boy named rocko
keighleey
kayde
kolten
if it can start with a “k” instead of a “c” i have met that child
brittalynn
i taught a swim class with three girls named “london” but only one of them was spelled “lundon” and i know my boss did that to me on purpose
a couple named all their kids after places in arizona: tatum, payson, and hayden
and speaking of hayden, i’ve seen: haydon, heighden, and heydon
according to some white people, there are sixteen different ways to spell mckenzie
lakelyn, blakelynn
this is white culture
I had a student named Branch.
I once had pair of siblings named Hunter and Tanner. I really wanted them to have a sister named Fawn.
I had a Clark and Ophelia that were a bit unusual in the naming department.
And I had every single imaginable version of a girl’s name staring with “Mad-“ and every single imaginable version of a boy’s name ending in “-aden”
Mom’s a teacher. So far her best/worst white kid names:
“Damion with a Y” according to the parent. Daymion? Damyon? Nope. Damiony. The Y is silent, said parent
A girl named Free. Maybe not that bad on its own, but the girl’s last name was Love
A boy named Calup because his mom couldn’t spell Caleb
the y is silenty
saw a white lady who had a poodle named Leigheaux (Leo…)
Had two sibling boys come into work the eldest called Forest and his younger brother was Tree.
My sister’s son is named Hunter, and when she was pregnant with her third child, if it was a boy they were gonna name the poor thing Trapper. Hunter and Trapper. (to top it off, the dad’s last name is Moon, so Hunter Moon, and Trapper Moon?) Good thing the kid turned out to be a girl
Old boss of mine had 3 kids named Stone, Coral and Zephyr. Definitely a theme there…
okay but I just had an idea about the Sakaar outfit. Apologies if this has been said before.
Loki’s go-to has always been green and black. That was his “thing” in his first three appearances. Now when dear sister showed up in Ragnarok, suddenly that color scheme didn’t belong to him anymore – in a way, it never did, having been Hela’s first and only something else he was lent from the Odin family tree.
But why blue?
Yes, of course, Sakaar is a colorful place, and perhaps his shows his allegiance (however false) to the Grandmaster.
My personal headcanon, however, lends itself to a slightly different interpretation of the significance of blue in Loki’s life.
As in, that shade he turns when exposed to the Casket of Ancient Winters.
But why parade this for all to see (even if no one on Sakaar had any notion of Frost Giants, or were too inebriated to care?)
One, because of exactly that reason. No one cared on Sakaar, no one gave one whit whether Loki was Asgardian, Jotun, or from Xandar. In a way, it must have been freeing.
Two, he was already in the process of coming to terms with his Jotun heritage, as evidenced by the infamous theater/art therapy place produced during his rule of Asgard as Odin. Asgard thought him dead (maybe. I mean, I have a feeling at least some of Asgard was on to him was like, “Well, war is down and theater is up. Why complain? For Loki, this is pretty good.”), and in “death” he could bring certain hidden parts of his heritage, of his person, to light. And, in a way, that means wearing one’s emotions, feelings, and truth on the outside.
Which leads me to the Sakaar costume. Now, this is probably not what Marvel costume designers were thinking, but I kind of like the idea that as Loki goes through this journey, which began all the way back at the end of the Avengers, he’s coming to terms with himself. It’s an ugly process, to face down that much trauma, but little by little we see him begin to accept who an what he is (maybe not like it necessarily, but not rage at it, either), and this is evidenced by the blue tunic he dons on Sakaar. (And then later, in Infinity War, when he declares himself “The Rightful King of Jotunheim.” *sniffsniff*)
crown of fools #1: thor, sif and the warriors three wander into a mysterious structure that has materialized in asgard overnight. as they walk down the halls, each is confronted with their heart’s desire, something so enticing that they cannot possibly walk away. volstagg discovers an endless feast, fandral rescues a maiden, hogun tests his mettle and sif happens upon an empty throne; an opportunity to both command and serve.
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