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How I feel getting bombed with LGBTQ stuff on my dash rn (I’m queer)
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I'm addicted to liking pride posts cause I get to see what flag pops up with the heart hehe
so far I've had a lot of trans ones and 1 pan one!!
yue suffers under the traditionalism of her culture the same way katara does but since she doesn't actively fight against it up to and including her death no one talks about it. the instant iroh (a firebender she does not know besides his moment of fighting zhao) suggests that the solution is to sacrifice herself she is ready to do it without hesitation. even her dad doesnt seem sad about it upon hearing the news, he just accepts it
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before i elaborate more on yue, i would also like to point out something crucial about katara that i think a lot of people neglect: from the ages of 11-14, her village was almost entirely female. with the exception of sokka, everyone she interacted with on a daily basis during these extremely formative years in any child’s development were with women and girls of various ages. while women of course can still maintain the system in the absence of men under patriarchy (and we do see this to be the case in their village to an extent), katara does not have to worry about being abused by the men around her, because there are no men around her. of course, her life is under potent threat, but that threat is external, not from her own people. sokka may be a pain in the ass, but he doesn’t actual wield any material power over her. she takes out her frustration with being forced to do domestic labor out on him, but he’s not even the one ordering her to do that: their grandmother is. sokka only has any authority whatsoever because he tacitly agrees with everything kanna believes, and she is truly the one in charge. katara feels stifled, miserable, and angry in her village not because of the traditions of her people, but because of the genocide they are facing. perhaps, in a world where the fire nation did not devastate the southern water tribe, katara’s greatest gripe would be the patriarchal traditions of her culture, but we really have no way of knowing that. she takes her anger out on sokka primarily because she has nowhere else to put her rage, and as her older sibling, he is the easiest target. that is the social dynamic that characterized her early teenage years.
while katara did technically still grow up in a patriarchal society, it was a highly unusually organized one, since it was still being led by women, with no men save for a single teenage boy. katara has the ability to fight back against the sexism she faces because she was actually raised to value herself. she is confident in her own agency and strength and feels it is distinctly cruel and foolish to deny a woman their rights on the basis of their gender because the only misogyny she ever truly faced growing up was her brother saying “boys rule girls drool” and inane shit like that. she was certainly never raised to think she couldn’t be a great waterbender, and we see from hama’s pov that for at least a century women waterbenders in the south have been at the vanguard of the resistance and actively fought against the genocide of their people. the fact that pakku denies her is thus totally absurd to her, because from her point of view, it’s quite literally the first she’s ever heard of the notion that women cannot use waterbending combat forms. of course she is familiar with the idea that men and women each have distinct social roles (and she has definitely internalized some of these notions subconsciously, even if she also resents its most obvious manifestations), but she has never once truly entertained the idea that her life’s only value is to serve men, so she balks at the idea that she “belongs in the healer huts,” that she is already engaged despite only being fourteen, that she must be the one to apologize to someone being unreasonable and cruel to her simply because he is an old man and she is a young girl. she has the frame of reference to notice how fucked up these manifestations of patriarchy are, because she grew up in a village surrounded by women telling her how amazing and special she is, and so she knows her own worth and will never compromise that for anyone.
yue’s situation is entirely different. after all, katara is not her mirror; sokka is. if anything, katara is her foil, her opposite. katara has the agency yue is denied. yue was raised with privileges katara was not: wealth, safety, resources, comfort, security. but katara had the privilege of being allowed to value herself. keep in mind that even though kanna may torment katara by making her do laundry, she’s still the type of person who crossed the entire globe to get away from cultural values she disagreed with, and those are the kinds of beliefs she is imparting upon her granddaughter. katara would never stand for being forced into an arranged marriage against her will; to her, the very notion is unthinkable. but to yue, it is her duty. she is a woman (read: just turned sixteen, therefore of marrying age) and a princess, and so she has equal duties to her father and her people (note that katara is also the daughter of the chief, but she displays absolutely no feelings regarding this fact whatsoever one way or another; hakoda is just her dad to her, nothing more). although yue is clearly a person brimming with desires, emotions, passions, interests, hopes, dreams, joys, fears, thoughts, humor, excitement, wisdom, and curiosity, her personhood is not recognized by anyone in her tribe (that we see). her father sees her as a symbol, her fiancé sees her as an object, and they both view her as property to be traded in an exchange she is not privy to and has no real say in. yue does not want hahn in the slightest, and yet she will be expected to bear his children, his heirs. in a beautifully tragic way, becoming the moon spirit was actually the best option available to her. in her final moments between human and spirit realms, she can finally exercise her own autonomy, and chooses to kiss sokka without guilt or shame. she can only reclaim her agency once she renounces her humanity.
there is a lot to be said about the ways in which yue and sokka parallel each other. it is, after all, yue’s primary relationship in the narrative. she was constructed specifically with this dynamic in mind. I could and often do enumerate the many ways in which they function as mirrors to each other, the most obvious being the ways in which their duties to their respective father-chiefs and cultures/people leads them to fully internalize the notion that their martyrdom is not only logical and necessary, but indeed, the ultimate exercise of their utility, which means that self-sacrifice is actually aspirational, because all they are good for is performing their duty. yue’s duty as a Woman and sokka’s duty as a Man involve functional differences when practiced, but ultimately arrive at the same conclusion: their ultimate purpose is to die for their people. their bodies are mere vessels, they must endure their pain silently for the sake of their people, their lives are not their own. yes, sokka complains a lot, but never where it counts. yes, yue cries a lot, but she never renounces her duty. and sokka would never force her to renounce her duty, because even if she claims he doesn’t (which is funny in its own way, lol he literally doesn’t tell anyone anything!), he understands what that’s like. sokka and yue’s story could only ever end in tragedy, because as much as they love and value each other, they do not value themselves enough to fight for their happiness. had the siege not happened, yue would have married hahn, and been miserable. the only person who could possibly intervene on their behalf and advocate for yue’s agency is katara, not sokka. and that is not because katara loves yue; after all, she barely knows yue. but unlike sokka, and unlike yue, katara loves herself.
as katara says in “the painted lady,” you can’t wait around for someone else to save you, you have to help yourself. that is the ethos that guides her. even when she acts in service of helping others, it is with the philosophy that she is doing right by herself before all else. she is her own hero, and by exercising that heroism, she is proving her own strength and power and reaffirming her own heroic narrative. of course she has a great deal of compassion for others, but that stems, first and foremost, in compassion for herself. she is guided by a very strong self-belief that what she is doing is right, that she is always fighting on the side of justice, that her anger and passion is always righteous, that she has the capacity to be a hero. and again, that is because she was raised by kind, competent women who told her time and time again that she is special, that she is the embodiment of hope for their culture, that she is valuable and worthy and strong. sokka grew up believing that his ultimate duty was to lay down his life for katara, and katara was raised with the belief that her duty was to live. to live, and to be a hero, and to bring hope back to her people. and so, if given the opportunity, she would fight for the right for yue to choose whom to marry, to dictate the terms of her own fate, to act upon her own desires. because katara knows this to be a fundamental right that she deserves, and so she recognizes that everyone else deserves it too.
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Damian evolving from calling Bruce "Father" except not in a silly cute fun way where he calls him Baba but in a sad and heartbreaking way of having the only actual biological child he has start calling him "Bruce"
Damian doesn't mean it to come off in a negative way- he really and truly doesn't. It's just what the rest of his siblings call him, and he wants to be more like them and it's just so comfortable for them, so he starts doing it
Bruce pretends he doesn't mind, smiles and nods and when Damian says "Bruce please pass the peas" or "My day was fine, how was yours Bruce?" but a piece of him dies every time and he cried himself to sleep the first time it happened because fuck they all hate him
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Y'all seemed to think this was like, cruel or smth smh, so-
Steph is the first one to hear it, they go on patrol like normal and Spoiler accidentally gets shot or smth so Bruce rushes her back to the Cave and it's been a while since anyone has visited home bc like... idk they've just been busy
So she's sitting there and Bruce is patching her up and Damian is like "I'm going to go to sleep. Good night Bruce."
And because it's Steph and Bruce is sitting right in front of her, actively touching her, she can see how he flinches, just a little bit, before answering without a single waver in his voice "Good night Damian"
And she's out of bed and across the Cave before he can even register she's moved and she yanks Damian by his collar so quickly that he doesn't even defend himself, lifting him like a fuckin disney movie bully up over her head and snarling "What the fuck did you just call him?"
And Damian is wide eyed and Bruce is trying to placate her from behind but Steph is having none of it and just shakes Damian and demands "I didn't ask him. I asked you. What the fuck did you just call your Dad?"
Bruce orders her to let him go, that she has no right and etc etc- so Steph drops him gracelessly to the floor before he gets too mad, stomping over to the bed and hisses "Good night, Heir of the Demon Head." Because if he's going to refuse his lineage to Bruce by not calling him "Father" anymore then he doesn't deserve to be called by the name Bruce gave him
Damian just shakes himself and quietly goes to bed, and Bruce silently finishes Steph's healing. When he's done she jumps up, gives him a very tight hug and whispers she loves him before storming out
By the next day, everyone knows.
Listen. It's not Damian's fault. Technically. But words hurt, and he's the son of the World's Greatest Detective, allegedly the true heir because everyone else isn't worthy. So. He knows that it's not right, either.
The next patrol, it seems like all of Gotham street life is awake. Damian is thrilled, he has missed his siblings and wants to see them, wants to explore further from Batman than usual, but they ignore him.
Not only that- they all address Bruce not as Batman or B or any other nickname, but as Dad.
They call him "Dad" and they refuse to call Damian Robin, instead calling him "Kid" or "Brat" if they really desperately need his attention
Bruce stops them halfway through patrol and tells them to stop. Tells them they haven't been around, that they have no right to bully him in such a way, that-
Dick cuts him off. "He's always been so proud to be your son. To be your only true heir. I mean, not to make him out to be a genius or superior or anything, but I know he knows what sort of impact it has- would have had- on you to hear him say all that for years and now suddenly stop calling you Father, the only one of your kids who is 'allowed' to use that 'title'."
Damian's chin hits his chest. "I didn't mean to be disrespectful." He whispers. "I just... wanted to be like all of you."
And isn't that an awful feeling- the hypocrisy, the horrible gut punch of having your own mistakes reflected back in a thirteen year olds eyes.
Bruce wraps his son up in a hug and takes him home while the rest finish patrol in silence.
The next morning, everyone meets for breakfast, and Steph sets out the groundrules.
"Listen. You're not my dad. I- I don't really know what we are and this really isn't how I wanted to discuss it. But you mean a lot to me, B-"
"You mean a lot to all of us." Dick interrupts, and takes over. "And it's not exactly the most natural thing for me to call you 'Dad', but it is what you are. And I'm going to make more of an effort to say that, now, not because I feel like I'm obligated to or anything, but because I should have done that a long time ago and because I know I set an example for the rest."
Around the table, everyone nods, makes agreeing sounds, reaches out and touches Bruce.
"I'm sorry, Father." Damian whispers, his eyes on the table. "They are right. I- I knew what it was- I knew it was hurting you, and I still did it. I'm sorry, Baba."
and they all live happily ever after :D
nah they have a lot of learning and growing and etc etc to do, but it's a start
Is that better?
I do really love how The Owl House has multiple characters with disabilities, and how realistically they're portrayed, and how their disabilities actually DISABLE them. I love how the Owl Beast Curse is shown to be an actual hindrance on not only Eda's physical health, but her mental health and relationships as well. Even if its not a real (ie, a condition that's not fantasy) condition, it is written in a way that people with chronic conditions/physical disabilities can see themselves in Eda. While Lilith doesn't get as much screen time in dealing with the curse, we can infer how it affects her through what we know from Eda. Dell's injury from the Owl Beast attack not only just gave him a scar, like most media i've seen do, he has joint damage/pain bad enough that it caused him to have to abandon his career. And I LOVE how his hand shakes when he uses it. It's just so nice to see the disability actually represented instead of just mentioned. Also a huge fan of the concept of Palisman as a mobility aid, in the case of Principal Bump and his palisman. And i LOVE that Eda becomes an amputee at the end of the series. I really think there's a huge lack of disability representation in media, especially disabilities that are permanent in a way that's not just a cool scar (as much as i love cool scars, i love scars with disability symptoms too). I love disabilities that actually disable the characters, I want the characters to have adaptive technology and characters to have to find new ways to manage their conditions.
Honestly, i think that's why Eda's curse is such good disability representation. It's a lifelong, chronic condition that, despite her elixars, can't be cured. She has her medication, she has her systems to deal with it, and despite her having a pretty good handle on her symptoms, it causes her not only physical pain, but emotional and interpersonal problems as well. and i fucking LOVE that they show that. I feel like its a part of disability that isn't shown much in media. Its something i've had to start contending with as someone with a newfound physical disability. There's definitely more to be said here but i'm out of words
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If I was a wasp, I'd sting you. If I was a venomous snake, I'd bite you. If I was a lion, I'd maul you. If I was a swamp, I'd poison you. If I was a mountain, I'd fall and crush you. If I was the ocean, I'd drown you. If I was a cat, I'd never let you touch me. If I was a dog, I'd run away. If I was a horse, I'd never let you break me. If I was a farm, I wouldn't grow for you. If I was a fire, I'd burn out without warming you. If I was a home, I would fall apart around you.
If I was harmless and small, and easy to hold, you would love me. If I was a worm you could put me in the soft earth and I would be helpless in your care. Of course you could love me, but could you love me if I stung you, bit you, pulled against you, hid and didn't understand you but wasn't harmless or helpless at all?
Could you love something for what it is, when that means you can't touch it or show kindness, maybe even never be near it, and it might never, ever love you back? Is it okay to exist and not belong to anyone, to not be useful to anyone, to be dangerous or poisonous or a failure but a part of the world all the same?
I know this is a metaphor, but if you take it kind of literally, there is an answer to this.
We build wildlife preserves. Often explicitly for the protection of animals and ecosystems that can and have killed humans.
Whenever a whale gets stranded on a beach, CROWDS show up ad risk getting bludgeoned to death trying to get it back into the water.
Every Zoo has a reptile house full of venomous snakes and a team of humans dedicated to giving them the best quality of life possible.
There are volunteer beekeepers who will travel for miles and miles and hours and hours to relocate an entire hive.
There are people who rehabilitate dangerous dogs and horses
There are people who restore structurally unsound houses
There are people who study the way that fire burns so it can rejoin the ecosystem and not be smothered on sight.
Every day, millions of people get up and devote themselves to things that can and will kill them by their nature. Things they can't touch or show kindness to. Things they can't go near. Things that are wholly incapable of loving them back.
And they do it because they love them.
Everything dangerous, everything poisonous, everything 'useless'- absolutely everything has someone, often many thousands of people, who loves them exactly as they are, without expectation that their affection will be returned.
It is alright for anything, even you, to not belong to anyone, to not be useful, to be frightening and dangerous and not adhere to any standard of success. It's all alright. You are loved. You are loved. You are loved.
Some doctors are worst nightmares for autistics and makes me hate about all humanity
Love begins again
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Don't try to save Vik, he is right where he wants to be!
it's important that we see how differently Francesca mourns compared to how Violet mourned -- and that Violet struggles with this, because we all know that Violet has a very hard time truly understanding her children, and Francesca seems to be the hardest one she relates to, largely because Francesca seems easiest to believe is just fine.
I also like that we see the difference among all of Francesca's siblings -- except for Eloise. seriously, Eloise is once again the only sibling who immediately knows the uniqueness of Francesca's needs and neither forces her to do something else or counter to her needs but throws herself into supporting her.
the way Eloise grabbed those biscuits and started wolfing them down, getting her siblings to start eating them and talking about them, too, just to keep Francesca grounded and supported, shows us how remarkable well she understands each of her siblings and the unique things about them.