livingsculpture - paul cooper (2001)
Fai_Ryy
Doug Jones
Color Me Curious

titsay
One Nice Bug Per Day

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
almost home
Show & Tell
The Stonewall Inn

Origami Around
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
todays bird
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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livingsculpture - paul cooper (2001)
Shirt that says REJECTING ONE INCORRECTLY BLACK AND WHITE VIEW OF HISTORY FOR ANOTHER IS NOT PROGRESS
booty shorts that say THE PROBLEM IS YOUR WHOLE PARADIGM, NOT THE ANGLE FROM WHICH YOU VIEW IT
Zilvinas Kempinas artist from Lithuania (Via Yvon Lambert Gallery) Contemporary-Art-Blog
have you ever heard of/seen/been to a snake handling church?
yes
no
what in the fuck
feel free to specify in the tags where you are from along with yes or no !!
The fae smiled, sharply: “Give me your name, child.”
“Uhhhhh. Stick.”
“What.”
“Does Leaf work better? I’m just kinda looking around this clearing. Look, I’m trans, I haven’t decided on one yet, I’m throwing some spaghetti at the wall, you know how it is.”
Fae are born with features sharp and narrow, yet this one seems to soften as Moss looks at it. Its grin— sharp, teeth gleaming, its eyes— cutting, searching, the jut and pull of its jaw enough to scratch glass. It does not blink. Branch does not blink. It softens.
“I said, give me your name, child.”
“I still haven’t picked one,” Grass defends, even now still hoping for a way out of a faeries deal.
“No. But your parents did. Give me your name, child, and it shall no longer be yours. The entity of your name shall no longer exist, and you will be free for whichever name you choose— Leaf, or Stick, or Lichen.”
“…oh.” says Petal, and in the next moment a name falls from their lips. It is not their name. It never has been. The fae is sharp and cutting and witty, that moment of softness an imagined slight.
“Very well, child. Be warned of mushroom circles, should you lose your name again.”
“Okay,” Mushroom smiles, and the Fae pulls itself away from their reality in a swirl of feathers and silk.
When they go home for the first time in two months, their mother frets over them in a way she had not since they were a child, and she calls them by no name at all.
Goddamn. This is my favorite version of ‘faeries take your name’, that’s it, we can all go home now.
The fae said trans rights
MOST TRAGIC TOURNAMENT: FINAL ROUND! [ROUND 8]
ANTIGONE
VS
DR. HEINZ DOOFENSHMIRTZ
VOTE!
Antigone
Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz
WINNER WILL BE DECLARED TUMBLR’S MOST TRAGIC CHARACTER!
all right folks. one last time.
[image description: screenshot of a response to a google form question. the question is titled "What Do You Think Makes Them Tragic?" the answer reads as follows:
look i want you to imagine that literally everyone in your family is dead. your mother (who is also technically your grandmother) hanged herself when you were a small child. your father gouged out his eyes and also has died fairly recently. your brothers have coped with all of this by starting a war and killing each other. your uncle who is also the king won't let you bury one of them and you are LITERALLY about to die on this hill because it's the right thing to do but also because what the fuck else are you going to do with your life. literally all your role models are people who have died or killed themselves or killed each other. you don't see any future for yourself but death. you are driven by fate. you are going to make your death count. your uncle sends you a tomb with enough food and water to survive but by the time he realizes he was wrong and goes to let you out you've hanged yourself on your own wedding veil. you and your family become THE BLUEPRINT for tragedy. WELL A VERY SIMILAR THING HAPPENED TO MY FRIEND ANTIGONE!!!
antigone doesn't want to be a tragic hero at all, she just doesn't have any other option. like, she's so caught up in her grief, of course she doesn't care if she dies. antigone was never going to survive the play. like. she doesn't want to live because she doesn't believe she can live. she says herself that she knows she's dying. she doesn't question it. that's not hubris that's being a grieving and traumatized teenager. and the TRAGEDY is that she never gets to be NOT a grieving and traumatized teenager because she can't see past her own grief and trauma to realize that's not all there is. because for her it is all there is. there is no room for anything else. there's no room for her to live.
end image description.]
it's friday afternoon you know what that means
1. at least her parents were at her birth
2. fun debate about family being dead vs family making you do things you hate and contributing to making your childhood horrible
3. every single time, by the design of the sysiphisian character in an episodic show, every time what he hopes to achieve fails, every time he tries again, every time attempting to work through a different grief or negative childhood experience or vengance, every time it doesnt work
4. routinely bested by a platypus
sometimes the best fanfics are written by middle aged adults with years of writing experience who simply know how to craft a good story. but also sometimes the best fanfics are written by a sixteen year old girl with something deeply wrong with her
#fandoms need both
#biodiversity
trade secret, the middle aged adults with years of writing experience are just the sixteen year old girl with something deeply wrong with her but all grown up
sixteen year old girls who feel deeply fucked up: we’re your future. you make it. you get some therapy, get some meds, find new fandom friends, and keep writing. hang in there.
A cut transgirl romance comic by Garun
This just restored my faith in humanity
Honey are you OK? You rebloged Garun’s comics 5 times today
THERE IS A PREQUEL, Y’ALL
original tweet
WELLS ARE DEEP, OKAY
I really love the small change from “a well” to “her well”
she’s been down there for a year, it’s her damn well
Be careful princess 🌸
I just love that multiple people not only though “the black one is a princess and those are her bodyguards” but also came to the conclusion “they’re also, obviously, samurai.”
Smh, why do all these samurai have only one sword?
minecraft achievement premise
Where is he getting the statistics for this
Who is running these polls
Also he made this statement during August. Not exactly a peak stew month.
Also, what conclusion are we supposed to draw based on this statistic?
Probably that men are getting girlier and things used to be better in the past or something which seems to be what conservatives think about at least half of the time (the other half of their time spent thinking about scantily clad women posing on motorcycles) but what baffles me is that he chose to use eating stew as his sign of manliness. Stew. The famously easy to share family dinner that people of all genders and diets can enjoy in some form or another.
A universe in motion seen from the International Space Station during a night pass over Earth.
(@ wonderofscience on Twitter)
Timelapse created from images courtesy of the Earth Science and Remote Sensing Unit, NASA Johnson Space Center(ISS061-E-110520-111341 eol.jsc.nasa.gov).
@interstellar-lamb
At first I thought, "What happened that these black bars of picture are missing suddenly?" And then they ILLUMINATED and :O
I hope this picture of a quetzal makes your day at least a little bit better :)
its goTS A FUZZY HEAD!!!!!
The Resplendent Quetzal: a birb
hello please can I sleep in a studio ghibli bed it’s urgent
Okay there all look great with the EXCEPTION of Howl's bed, are you kidding me
Look at that thang. The duvet, the pillowcases- that shit is embroidered and beaded to FUCK. That's your victorian great-great-grandmother's fanciest display sheets for the decorative guest room nobody ever uses. You roll over the wrong way on one of those appliqué czech glass flowers and lose a goddamn eye. Abrasive as hell. Too delicate to machine-wash, too, so the fabric itself gotta be tough like sandpaper. That, or frayed all to shit, like you shift a little in the night and get sequins falling all over like a drunk queen in a bouncy castle. You know I'm right. Look at him. Look at how he's sleeping and tell me that man's so much as SAT on those sheets in his life. My girl Sophie did her best but we all know that's his fancy interior design hashtag #aesthetic Instagram influencer background room. He doesn't SLEEP there, he sleeps on the couch or on the floor or in the reclined seat of his busted-out Subaru in the garage that hasn't worked right in five years cause he doesn't know what an oil change is. That's the room he uses for makeup tutorials and Shien Hauls (derogatory). Look at that man. Look at him for five seconds and tell me he isn't gonna wake up in an hour crying over snagged hair and floral imprints on his face. What the HELL Sophie baby that blowdried bitch has a twelve step twice daily skin care routine and you're RUINING it. Walked right past his twin size flannel futon in the corner down the hall and dumped him in the biggest bed she could find like a bedazzled roadkill possum. Didn't even put his bonnet on. Sophie I love you so much but first thing he does after he chips his nails clawing his way out of that thing is get your Amelia Bedilia ass. I'm so sorry
This almost compares to that guy who wrote The Rant about hating Olaf
you mean this guy
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just wait until this guy finds out what soy sauce is made of
WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING WITH THIS POST???? WHAT IS GOING ON?????? I MADE THAT GHIBLI POST IN THE RAIN WAITING FOR THE BUS IN 8 SECONDS HOW HAS IT DESCENDED TO SOYBEANS EVERY TIME I CHECK ON THIS ITS GOTTEN PROGRESSIVELY MORE INSANE WHAT THE FUCK
to the casual observer it may look like i'm trying to summon a demon but anyone who knows me will realize that i am simply calling my wife
The wife and the demon are the same person
The fact that these replies would mean wildly different thing had they been said on a different platform, such as Facebook, is absolutely hilarious
me before getting to the end of this post
today I learned that in 2008, the city council of florence overturned dante’s sentence of execution if he returned from exile. yes, dante’s inferno dante, who died in 1321.
but the funniest part of this is not that they were debating the exile of a man who has been dead for over 500 years.
the funniest part is that the vote was 19-5. five people voted to uphold dante’s exile.
The objectively funniest part of this is actually that the city that holds his remains, Ravenna, refused to give his remains back. This was a ploy from florence to have his remains moved back for the tourist money and its been ongoing for a long time. Florence had a fake tomb built in the city to trick people into visiting, and have tried to force the return of the remains.
His actual caretakers have been very steadfast in keeping them hidden, moved, or generally out of reach to respect his choice in life to never, ever, ever return to florence, even when he was first offered the chance to return. This is at this point an almost millenium long feud that florence is really, really mad about losing
so basically the five people who wanted to uphold his exile were in the right