me: *breaks down crying in the privacy of my own home*
my brain: you’re faking your emotions for attention. you’re just doing this because you think it makes for a cool personal narrative

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me: *breaks down crying in the privacy of my own home*
my brain: you’re faking your emotions for attention. you’re just doing this because you think it makes for a cool personal narrative
taakitz hades/persephone au
ok, so, i am playing it extremely fast and loose with all related mythologies here, so plz keep that in mind here. that being said!!!
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it’s an ordinary day. taako’s out adventuring with magnus and merle. they’ve been planning this expedition for weeks; apparently, there’s an abandoned mine hidden deep in wave echo cave, and rumor has it that it’s filled with jewels than the workers left behind. enough to live it up for a hundred lifetimes.
the boys want in.
of course, there’s a reason the place was abandoned; although wave echo cave was rich with ore when it was first discovered, it was quickly mined to exhaustion. workers had to keep digging deeper in order to keep up with their bosses’ demands. miles and miles underground. the tunnels run so dark and so deep that people say they dug straight through to the underworld, and, frightened by the hellhounds that leapt from the chasm, the miners fled. it’s sat empty ever since.
which is just how the god of death likes it.
so imagine kravitz’s annoyance when these three dumb-dumbs stroll right on in like it’s nothing. when he arrives the beefy one is playing catch with his hellhounds. yes, they are very good boys, and yes, they should know it, but come on! this is trespassing! it’s just rude!
not to mention - now that these three are here, it doesn’t matter that their hearts are still beating. legally speaking, they’re as good as dead! once you enter the afterlife, you can’t just leave again. it’d set a bad precedent.
too bad that the boys don’t care about any of that. also, they’re just foolish enough to start a fight with death. all they have to do is knock him out, maybe get a little looting in, and leave the way they came, right?
unfortunately, kravitz is very old and very powerful, especially in his own domain. the boys eventually give up on the treasure hunting and prepare to retreat; taako ensares kravitz in some good ol’ fashioned tentacle porn, and magnus and merle make their escape. taako’s almost out, too, but then he trips, and several things happen at once: he loses hold on the spell, kravitz escapes, and the tentacles, thrashing wildly, slam into the far wall and cause a cave-in, leaving taako trapped in the underworld with the god of death.
welp!!!
kravitz, for his part, is exhausted. honestly he just does not have the energy to deal with this right now, and he’s not sure what to do with taako besides? not much precedent for the living in the realm of the dead.
so he sighs, brushes some tentacle slime off his pants, and extends a hand.
taako narrows his eyes and raises his wand. nope, nuh-uh, he is not getting dragged to hell today, thank you!
kravitz is like, “are you sure? i have it on good authority that the couches in hell are much comfier than that crystal you’re hiding behind.”
and taako’s like “grumble grumble fine but no funny business, grim.”
so that’s how taako becomes death’s honored guest. he gets his own suite at the eternal stockade, even.
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back in the land of the living, magnus and merle have to break the news to lup that they lost her precious baby brother to the god of death. lup, obviously, loses her shit.
and then she gets to work.
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meanwhile, at the eternal stockade:
turns out, if you’re not being tortured forever after a life of evil, hell is pretty fucking boring.
kravitz has given taako free reign of the place while they figure out a more permanent solution. taako gets bored of moping in his room pretty quickly; instead, he starts trailing kravitz and heckling him as kravitz goes about his day. like, maybe he can annoy kravitz to double death? is that an option?
probably not. kravitz seems to be… enjoying taako’s company? the guy is pretty lonely. and all he does is work.
when kravitz is busy, taako finds his way to the kitchens. he can’t eat any of the food here unless he really does want to be trapped forever, but someone should enjoy the fruits of taako’s labor. and kravitz’s whole face lights up whenever taako lets him taste test. it’s ridiculous. taako tries and fails to ignore the way his heart sings at the sight.
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lup’s research brings her to one lucas miller. lucas insists that his experiments are purely academic, strictly for the pursuit of knowledge, but he doesn’t exactly complain when lup volunteers herself for the first trial of something more… practical.
lucas isn’t a spellcaster, but lup certainly is; it’s only with her magic that he finally manages to tear a rift to another plane.
aaand something goes wrong.
when lup passes through the portal, her magic is bound to her soul; two become one. yup, she’s a lich!!! no longer sustained by her magic, the portal closes behind her, and lup finds herself at the shores of the river styx, where she meets the ferryman, one barold j. bluejeans.
usually, he just brings people directly across the river, but lup insists that he take her directly to the stockade. it’s a journey that normally takes months. he really shouldn’t.
but, well… lup is an aberration against the natural order? lup is… very persuasive??? kravitz would probably /want/ barry to bring her by, she’s absolutely right.
so they start sailing.
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time passes.
taako misses his sister, of course, how could he /not/ - but the company here is pretty nice, too. the god of death is a dork. the god of death has never had an empanada. and he uses a fake accent when he judges the souls of the damned. like, who even does that???
whenever kravitz is away - more and more frequently, now that someone has begun siphoning souls through rifts in the ether - taako sits on his throne and holds court in the other man’s stead. it’s a rly sweet gig! and he only fucks with the shades a little bit. turns out taako’s really good at this whole judgement thing.
when kravitz returns from his latest mission, taako expects him to take his seat back; but when he wanders into the great hall the next day, there’s a throne of sparkling blue sapphire right next to kravitz’s own. taako preens.
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eventually, lup and barry arrive.
lup bursts into the hall of the dead ready to make a scene - but as it turns out, someone’s already stolen her thunder: a legion of shades, tossing kravitz around the room like he’s a rag doll. behind them, a rift to the waking world.
it’s a prison break, courtesy of lucas miller!
he’s the one that’s been stealing souls, to the shock of absolutely nobody.
taako rushes into the room, eyes wide, and spots lup across the room amidst the chaos. they team up, stop the riot, and lup seals up the portal using her new lich!powers. the day is saved!!! kravitz owes the twins big time.
and although he’s come to love taako - because he loves taako - what else can he offer them but their freedom? he squeezes taako’s hand, smiles at lup, and tells them that barry will ferry them home in the morning.
except… taako doesn’t want to go? and lup’s reluctant to abandon her boy as well.
kravitz wakes up to the smell of something delicious. he comes down to the kitchens and finds taako, lup, and a friggin’ feast, half a pomegranate in each of their hands.
“what’s all this, then?” he asks.
“homecoming,” taako says.
and then they eat.
(epilogue set six months later where kravitz meets barry on the shores of styx as they both eagerly await their beaus, lup opens a portal, she and taako step through, the couples smooch, and they live happily ever after, the end)
anyways the version of much ado about nothing starring catherine tate and david tennant as beatrice and benedick is a Classic. david tennant’s benedick is FULL chaotic dumbass, and catherine tate’s beatrice is past being full of rage and is completely done with everyone from the very beginning. plus, they just work off each other so well.
not to mention the costumes and props. benedick in drag? BENEDICK IN JORTS AND A SUPERMAN SHIRT? beatrice wearing a suit? beatrice swaggering around with a beer in her hand, while benedick sips on pink, fruity cocktails? benedick writing his love song to beatrice on one of those stupid little electric keyboards? unparalleled artistry.
nothing makes me happier than this moment
oh absolutely ICONIC. and the fact that he gives his whole monologue after whilst covered in paint. “love me? [beat, looks down at his paint covered self] why?” truly how shakespeare intended it
I also love this. what a way to kick things off.
[Image Descriptions: Three images of David Tennant as Benedick in Much Ado About Nothing. Two gifs of him wearing cut-off jean shorts and a superman shirt, smearing paint all over his chest and face. One still image of him sitting in a golf cart covered in union jacks with his feet up on the steering wheel, sort of hanging off the thing. He’s wearing a military uniform. This is Benedick’s entrance in the play. End description.]
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guuuuuuh I’m finally done with this! Here’s my lesbian fairy tale comic!
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Today’s Head Canon: Magnus helps out a “bird” friend
Magnus is home alone one day, lounging on a lawn chair in the summer sun when a huge raven comes careening down on the ground beside him. It’s a massive bird with odd, white feathers interspersed among the ebony ones, and it’s clearly been injured.
It’s clearly agitated, favoring one of its wings, and Magnus cautiously goes down on his knees to take a look.
“Hey there, bud. What happened to you?“
The raven stills and cocks its head in Magnus’ direction and opens its beak as if to speak, emitting a pathetic squawk.
Magnus doesn’t know much about birds, but he can tell this one is in pain. He figures Taako will know what to do with it when he comes home: Taako loves ravens, feeds them out of his hand all the time. Kravitz could help, of course, but he’s been on a bounty for days.
The raven attempts to fly off, but it only makes it about a foot off the ground before crashing to the dirt again. Its feathers are ruffled and Magnus can see a bit of blood on its belly, so he scoops it up and carries it inside much to the bird’s surprise. In the back of his mind, he knows he should be careful: that beak is razor sharp, and its talons are nothing to laugh at. But Magnus has never been able to watch an animal suffer while standing idly by, so he carries it into the kitchen and sets it down on the counter.
The raven is unnaturally still, watching as Magnus bustles about the kitchen, digging through cupboards until he finds a first aid kid and a clean towel.
"All right, friend,” Magnus says, bending down so he’s practically nose-to-beak with the creature. “I’m going to take a look at your wing. If you could, ah, not bite me, that would be great.”
The bird seems to consider this and then, to Magnus’ delight, lifts its injured wing with an air of grudging respect. Magnus does his best to patch it up, cleaning the blood from its feathers and binding its broken wing so that it rests snug against its body.
Taako arrives home to find Magnus sitting on the couch in the living room, raven on his lap, skritching its head as it leans into his touch, beady eyes closed in appreciation.
“Um… what… the actual hell?”
Magnus grins. “I found this little fella injured on the lawn!”
“Kravitz, you’re hurt??” Taako yelps and rushes over to the couch where he starts gently prodding the bird’s injured wing.
“K-Kravitz?” Magnus stammers. “No, it’s… just one of his ravens… right?"
Taako glares at the raven. "Smooth, bird brain. Can you shift or what?”
The raven caws meekly and hops from Magnus’ lap to the carpet. There’s a flash of light and a swirl of feathers, and when Magnus blinks, Kravitz is standing in front of them with with his arm in a sling and a sheepish expression on his face.
“Explain,” Taako says, arms folded on his chest. He sounds angry, but Magnus can see the worry in his eyes.
“My bounty had a bit more fight in her than I’m used to. I took her down, but she got a good blow in first and…"
"And you tried to fly home because…??”
“I didn’t have the energy to summon a portal,” he admits. “It was easier to shift, and when I made it home, Magnus was here and he – Taako, he gives such excellent head skritches!"
Kravitz turns to Magnus. "I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have put you in an awkward position.”
Magnus finally lets out the laugh he’s been holding back. It comes out as a bark as he doubles over in a fit of giggles. When he finally pulls himself together, Taako’s looking at him like he’s lost his mind.
“Kravitz,” Magnus chortles. “Buddy – next time, just ask!"
romcom idea: chaotic time traveler who goes back in time to seduce as many historical figures as possible to prove that they weren’t straight
I feel like this is what Jack Harkness does on the weekends
How to make and use a Coping Board
A coping board is used to help you keep yourself “on schedule” throughout your day. It can be used by people who have trouble doing “daily” tasks like showering, eating, or taking medication. It’s also beneficial to people who have trouble keeping track of what they’ve done that day due to mental health related memory problems. This is also beneficial to people who (like me) don’t have the energy to make daily to do lists because that task alone is pretty exhausting and depending on my mental state can be overwhelming. By having a set list of things already prepared, it makes my tasks less draining.
This is what a Coping Board is, a piece of cork board with short lists of things you want to or should be doing. I made my lists out of index cards, and I continue to add them as I have the energy or remember things I want to do. First, start with tasks you want to complete each morning
This is what my “morning” list looks like. As I complete each task, I move the pin from To Do to Done. This helps me keep track of what I have already done this morning and what I still would like to accomplish. You don’t have to do them in any particular order, it just so happens I did my first four in order today.
Next, make a list of things you’d like to do each night before you go to bed.
This is what my “nighttime” list looks like. I also reset my morning list as I complete my nighttime list, so its ready for me the next day.
You can also add other lists that pertain to you. For example, I have a very hard time keeping track of what day of the week it is, so I added a “day of the week” list.
Each morning when I wake up, I move the pin to the next day. I also added a list of things I’d like to make sure I do at least once a week.
Personally this list is more of a “wish list” of things I don’t want to forget about, but definitely don’t always have the energy for. I reset this list every Sunday.
Finally, you can also add things that you use as self care tactics or coping skills. For me, since I practice energy work, this list is mostly about changing the energy of my personal space in my room.
I try to do these daily, but sometimes weekly is more realistic.
The great thing about a Coping Board is that its so easy to add or remove things from your schedule. If you have a medication change, you can make a sheet to help you remember what dosage to take each day as you transition. This is my summer board, but during the semester I would probably add different lists for each of my classes or things I need to complete like a paper or an art assignment. The possibilities are endless, and it’s easy to customize to what you need most.
I hope this has been helpful for all of you! Good luck, and stay safe everyone.
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@tazdelightful
You know what was probably hellish?
The human brain doesn’t reach maturity until around 25~. Lucretia was 18 and Magnus was 22 during TSC. And they’re just… stuck at that stage in development for a century. Almost adults, having gone through so much more shit then most adults, and yet still not quite there. It sounds miserable to me.
I can’t help but think it would be a bit like getting a brain injury before your brain is done maturing? Which messes up the way your brain grows, which naturally impacts how you’re able to process trauma and information etc.
Magnus and Lucretia are at least through puberty when they leave, but they’re definitely not running around with adult brains and I think that’s something to consider when we think about them during the century. Especially when we look at Lucretia voidfishing the crew.
And I also wonder what it was like for them to finally get to age. It’s just…really interesting stuff to think about. Particularly as sm with a neonatal brain injury.
I think remembering how fucked up Lucretia’s sense of time would be after SC is really integral to understanding her choices tbh.
Two of her major flaws are her tunnel vision and inability to think through long-term consequences - both of which are very normal for a young adult who’s still developing their pre-frontal cortex. A normal human person would have their whole early adulthood to grow out of those tendencies as their brains complex planning, risk management, and decision making skills really started to kick in. But Lucretia?
Lucretia never had the life experience to guide that development. She goes from being a functionally immortal teen/20-something to a 40ish year old woman in the blink of an eye.
God only knows what that does to someone’s brain, especially paired with the general trauma of Wonderland. And while I wouldn’t take it so far as to argue that Lucretia has to be interpreted as someone with a brain injury, I definitely think it’s important to contextualize jut how skewed her worldview was from spending the majority of her adult life in this perpetual state of baby-adulthood.
Theres a lot of chronic neuro injury coded characters in TAZ now that I think of it. Luce and Magnus didnt get mature frontal cortices until after faerun, Davenport has an aphasia (cant remember which one specifically, maybe a conduction aphasia??), Lup has whatever the fuck happens when you’re in solitary for a decade….
Love logging on to tumblr dot com and seeing posts about why libraries should be Cancelled because they don’t pull problematique books
Also let’s be real, Problematic Books are one of the strongest arguments for libraries’ continued existence?
Let’s say you need an outdated queer theory textbook that uses biphobic and cissexist rhetoric for your gender studies thesis, but you don’t particularly want to own that book.
Let’s say you need a primary source to strengthen your argument to your college as to why a certain political figure does not deserve to be a speaker at your graduation because they perpetuate hate speech.
Let’s say you and your friends want to hateread a book by your least favorite author but you don’t want to give him your money.
You deserve the ability to access that content legally without having to purchase and own it. And so does everyone else, no matter how suspicious you might be of their motives for reading a Problematic book.
When I was doing my masters in library science, they reiterated over and over: there should be something in a library to offend everyone. Believe me. There are books in my library that I find offensive. But my job is to provide access. Not to question WHY people need stuff or to judge them. Libraries should function as a neutral space. We are providing information, which in and of itself is neutral. It’s what people DO with that information that matters. And even then, it’s not my place to judge.
When I was in college, I was doing a paper for an African-American Studies class, and I found myself suddenly in need of info on exactly what sort of self-justification white people were using during the days of slavery.
And I found one in the college library. An original slave-owner’s apologia from eighteen hundred or so.
Nasty stuff. But studying the mechanics of evil is a useful pursuit. One that has relevance in today’s world, certainly.
(My African-American Studies professor thought so too; he gave me an A.)
The point being, no matter how bad a book is, there is value in preserving it—if only to demonstrate, “This, this right here, this is a bad thing.“ Mein Kampf? Worth picking through to note the psychology of a depraved leader. (Did you know that Hitler framed every damn thing as a war, including farming, which he characterized as wrestling food from an unwilling land, or some such bullshit? Might be a characteristic worth paying attention to. Be cautious about leaders who use “war” rhetoric for things that aren’t actually wars, such as … oh, to pull an example out of a hat, how about “drugs.”) Slavery apologia? Leans heavily into Biblical justification, from the one I read, so maybe, just maybe, we should examine Biblical justifications very carefully. Even the worst stuff teaches us things.
Which is part of what a library is there for.
honestly, why does jkr think harry “ptsd” potter is gonna immediately settle down in to a long term relationship with someone he’s known since he was 12 and it’s all going to work out perfectly fine and he’s not going to be restless and unhappy and irritable which are all traits we have seen of him. let ginny realize she’s into luna lovegood and let harry have several years of living in a cottage in the woods away from everything so he can find peace again and then let harry become, ding ding ding, a professor at hogwarts because he’s better at teaching than anything else and him wanting to be an auror at fifteen is like wanting to be a firefighter as a kid
a daily conversation
THIS ART THOUGH!
This is????????? So precious, Im gonna cry??????
You don’t need abs to be worthy!
Some VERY WELL DESERVED body positive love for Thor, soon also available on my Society 6 as a print and other things.
Inspired by the adorable ‘you don’t need abs to be fab’ picture <3
Art note: Bodies change throughout life, and Thor is no exception. And his reasons are completely understandable and valid. He suffered the most loss and failure and he became depressed. This is something that happens to many people, because life is unfair and hard. This godly character suddenly became relatable. And it saddens me that he was treated like a continuous fat joke throughout the movie instead of being supported and loved, that is why I made this art, to show support and love for this character, and anyone who relates to him. <3
Click for higher resolution. Please like or reblog if saved. Ask me if you want to use this picture for anything, I don’t bite ;)
I saw this originally on Facebook and came back to find the artist because this art made me cry. It’s so wonderful and loving and reminds me of the bodies of people that I love very much.
Coming into a fandom late
Coming into a fandom early and watching it become an angry clusterfuck
Being in a dormant fandom that suddenly comes alive again after a new book/movie
Don’t forget about those who come in the midst of a fandom war.
Accuracy at its best
Being in a fandom and not even knowing there’s a war going on…
all of this shit…lol
When You’re Not In The Fandom But You’re Nosy AF
When you get into a fandom only to discover it’s dead
This gets better every time I see it.
@fuboos-mess
Being in a dead fandom…
Or being in such a tiny fandom that it feels like youre the only one
The accuracy hurts.
Being in a fandom that had a shit ending.
When you’ve been fangirling long enough, you’ve experienced all of the above.
Being in a fandom meant for kids.
This just gets better..
@mi-kleos
When you realize that joining the fandom has ruined you
Fandom hell in general
Yes.
This^^^ just… ALL OF THIS.
Being in so many fandoms that you don’t even know what’s going on
THIS IS THE SKULDUGGERY FUCKING PLEASANT FANDOM IN ONE POST!!
Trying to recruit people to your fandom
Annnnnnndddd it’s back
Being in a fandom which has so many antis
I’ve probably reblogged this before, but that was before these great additions.
Being in a fandom that actually works together
Why is this so true? All of it.
being in a fanbase but all your mutuals suddenly turn into Kpop blogs
I always enjoy it when a good post comes around again and has been improved by the reblogs like the years for a fine wine.
Being in a fandom when shit goes down and everyone has different opinions
When you are in a fandom and don’t care for others people opinion…..even if they are right…(believe me, I have met several of those)
Being in a fandom you never meant to join
I love this. and it’s gotten better
After abandoning a fandom you’re still a little bit emotionally invested in….
All of these are me. Lol
Being in a fandom on Tumblr
And it reached its epic conclusion
I CHOKED ON FUNDIP
HISTORY HAS BEEN ENGRAVED INTO THIS POST
Girl (2018)
There are many resources online about the dangers of binding for FTM guys, but far fewer that address the dangers of tucking.
This film, based on the youth of trans dancer Nora Monsecour and made in collaboration with her, features a young trans girl character tucking with tape in order to pass as a young woman. It is good to see that a film is drawing attention to MTF struggles, and the daily practice of flattening your groin, which can sometimes be very painful.
As an alternative to tape or bandages, I would recommend LeoLines underwear, available through Etsy. There are many reviews by trans women who recommend LeoLines panties and padded bras, and the underwear is so cleverly designed that many women report not even needing to tuck beneath the panties. (Also, as the designer of these products is a trans woman, all the marketing is aimed at trans women, and not crossdressers.)
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Please do not flag this post. It is an educational post, intended for transgender girls who may watch this film and be encouraged to tuck unsafely. It is not explicit.
From the perspective of a trans woman whose closet friend is a trans man, I found this post to be extremely valuable information to have.
Very glad you found this post helpful, friend! I’m a transgender man myself, and I have noticed that many online resources are directed at FTM guys like me, whereas information about tucking for trans women is pretty rare to see shared on trans blogs. I can’t speak from experience, but I do want to put in the effort to support my trans sisters :)
Ladies, please be safe when you tuck! You’re all strong as hell and the last thing you’d need to deal with on top of everything is irreversible tissue damage or pain.
Are you okay?
I will be. Just a long day in a long week in a long year.Thank you for checking in. It means a lot.