Ealasaid Has a Tumblr

This Tumblr contains all kinds of stuff. Heavy on reblogs, mostly of things about fandoms (Hannibal, Marvel, and others), feminism, gender, and mental health. Also witchy stuff, paganism, and cute things. They/them Why Clippy is my profile pic: https://youtu.be/2_Dtmpe9qaQ

[thecryptkeeper]

[covid-safer-hotties]

[charlesoberonn]

Necessary and sufficient

[charlesoberonn]

[charlesoberonn]

Adding a second lock was not necessary.

[charlesoberonn]

Understanding the difference between necessary and sufficient is necessary, but not sufficient to earn a math degree.

[charlesoberonn]

Part 2

[charlesoberonn]

Gladly!

[charlesoberonn]

A bit more complicated, but sure!

[almyranpine]

really good tiktok

Transcript:

Girl, just do it fat. Don’t wait until you’ve lost enough weight. You’re worthy of taking up the space that you fill. Live your life now. Don’t wait for some future version of yourself that you think will be more deserving. You have every right to pursue your passions and dreams just as you are today. Your worth isn’t tied to a number on a scale or the size of your clothes; it is inherent in who you are. You’re allowed to be seen, heard, and celebrated in whatever body you inhabit right now. Don’t let anyone or anything convince you for too long. So go out. Do it fat! Wear the clothes you love, pursue the opportunities that excite you, and live unapologetically. There’s no reason to put off living the life that you want, waiting for a moment that you’re not even sure will come. You deserve to be happy and fulfilled just as you are, and the world needs you exactly as you are today. Everything good that has ever happened to you, happened in this body. Girl, just do it fat.

[footlongdingledong]

idk man not to sound like a cartoon hippie but if your entirrrrre blog and dash is about how the world sucks and everyones bigoted i think you are going to give yorself brain worms

[footlongdingledong]

"ah but all of this is important and true and if i dont reblog all of this important stuff waga baga THE WORMS! THATS WORMS! THE BRAIN WORMS!

[footlongdingledong]

i do not think you are doing activism chief i think what you are doing is sitting in your room flagellating yourself expecting something to happen

[cursedgreendayimages]

the next time someone asks what this country is like i’ll just send them this

[leona-florianova]

-  Velký noční hlídač / Watchman

- author of the videomaping Milan Cais 

-photography ©ČTK,  ©David Peltán, MAFRA.

[oceaxe-ifdawn]

how do we get them to stop doing that

[vampmilf]

they also blink and move btw in case anyone was wondering if it could get worse

[augustdementhe]

Well that’s just FANTASTIC.

[blackboxprophet]

@vague-magnus-archives @entities-of-posts

[sweaterkittensahoy]

You can take the Czech Republic out of the socialist surveillance apparatus, but you can’t take the apparatus out of the Czech Republic.

[thekalpar]

My spouse and I were talking last night and the jeans problem came up so I want to talk about it with tumblr here.

The jeans problem was the favorite lecture one of my philosophy professors in college gave about the history of jeans and how it ties into capitalism/mainstream culture absorbing and monetizing any counterculture it encounters. So prior to the 1950s jeans were mostly an item of work-wear that you wore on the job as a farmer or factory worker or miner because they were cheap, durable, and hard-wearing. If you were off the job you'd wear what we'd call now dress pants or slacks. This changes in the 1950s when youth culture start wearing jeans as regular clothing, again because they're cheap, durable, and hard-wearing. But then jeans get absorbed by the culture and we start getting designer jeans, acid-washed jeans, pre-ripped jeans, and now we got people shelling out hundreds of dollars for "povertycore" aesthetic. And now jeans aren't even cheap, durable, and hard-wearing.

This came up because my spouse was talking about thrifting and spooky things (two of her favorite things) and how there was this trend of buying a landscape painting from a thrift store which was probably going to end up in a garbage dump and painting a sheet ghost on it to make it art millennials would like. But now you can go to Michael's or Home Goods or wherever and just buy a landscape painting with a sheet ghost on it, mass-manufactured by a corporation. The counter-culture once again being monetized and absorbed by the culture. It's the jeans problem again.

[closet-keys]

"biological" really just means "state enforced" at this point

"what is your state enforced sex?" "there are two state enforced genders" "use state enforced pronouns to identify students" "transition is against your body's state enforced purpose"

[capnsoapy]

When some TERFs started saying "biological name" (instead of "deadname") it really said this out loud.

[catchymemes]

[wumbreon]

May we all know decadence such as this

[lil-sisyphus]

The godless beast, with its wretched meal, provided gladly by god herself

[pleaseseemeibeg]

how it feels to be aware of your paranoias btw

[ealasaidh]

That infuriating feeling where you know your brain is wrong but can't stop it from what it's doing.

[king-the-pathetic]

It gets better. It's not a linear improvement but you are a persistence hunter. You have more stamina than the horrors

[king-the-pathetic]

And you get to define what "better" is for you. Even with the new chronic pain, I'd still consider my life today better than it was some years ago

[pangur-and-grim]

she cries if I dont hold her, so I have to use my exercise bike like this

[pangur-and-grim]

[pangur-and-grim]

[creekfiend]

"when you feel hurt by something, the question is less "am I right to be hurt by this or was this person justified in hurting me" and more "is it safe for me to communicate the hurt that I'm feeling and will this person care about that?" "

wow ty. can i just say i currently feel this rewiring my brain! i have so much difficulty internally arbitrating if im right to feel smth or hurt /enough/ for it to matter but this breaks tht loop so neatly and practically

ahh yw, I'm glad it's helpful! i think that, at least something I struggled with with this stuff, we can get really caught up in "that hurt, therefore this person has An Obligation towards me somehow," whether that is an apology or whatever, sometimes it felt very imperative for me to use the hurt I was feeling to leverage control over the behavior of the person who hurt me. i think that's pretty normal when you are used to having your hurt ignored and used to having the people who hurt you dismiss you. but learning to see "that hurt" as information that I can choose to share without pressuring the other person to DO anything about it has been SO helpful in my interpersonal relationships. that lack of pressure and blame really makes a difference when talking this stuff out with others in my experience. and ideally the other person finds "that hurt me" to be information that matters, and will be invested in talking about why that is and whether there is something either of you can do going forward to prevent or limit that kind of thing in future interactions, without feeling like you're On Opposing Sides of a fight.

[covid-safer-hotties]

[almyranpine]

really good tiktok

Transcript:

Girl, just do it fat. Don’t wait until you’ve lost enough weight. You’re worthy of taking up the space that you fill. Live your life now. Don’t wait for some future version of yourself that you think will be more deserving. You have every right to pursue your passions and dreams just as you are today. Your worth isn’t tied to a number on a scale or the size of your clothes; it is inherent in who you are. You’re allowed to be seen, heard, and celebrated in whatever body you inhabit right now. Don’t let anyone or anything convince you for too long. So go out. Do it fat! Wear the clothes you love, pursue the opportunities that excite you, and live unapologetically. There’s no reason to put off living the life that you want, waiting for a moment that you’re not even sure will come. You deserve to be happy and fulfilled just as you are, and the world needs you exactly as you are today. Everything good that has ever happened to you, happened in this body. Girl, just do it fat.

[somecunttookmyurl]

i can tell i’m sleep deprived bc i just made myself cry about tutankhamun and i have, like, negative interest in the kid

[somecunttookmyurl]

have now made the rest of the discord cry about this little boy who had multi-coloured ducks sewn onto a tunic that he loved so much he wore it to a Very Important Event because he was EIGHT and have you SEEN my DUCKS

[somecunttookmyurl]

sorry no i’m not done i’m gonna make you all cry some more i’m bringing you down with me

there was once a little boy.

he is born disabled. his body hurts, and he can’t walk properly the way the other children do. he doesn’t understand why. he’s a little boy. but he plays with wooden boats and pulls toys on a string.

somebody makes him a tunic. they sew ducks onto it in red and green and yellow and blue. the bright colours of a child.

the little boy is eight years old, and he’s going to be king now. there’s a big ceremony about it. he doesn’t really fully understand what’s going on, because he’s eight, but he wears the tunic with the brightly coloured ducks for the occasion because he loves it. look at his ducks! aren’t they great?

he is a child. the adults around him manipulate and coax him to gain more power for themselves. he still plays with toys.

as a teenager, not yet an adult, he fathers children. they do not survive. he’s not even old enough to have full agency in his job and is still being manipulated, but he had babies and they died.

he does not make it to his twenties. at eighteen or nineteen years old he dies, and is buried. his babies, so tiny, are buried with him.

and so is his tunic with the little ducks that he loved so much he kept it long after it no longer fit.

there was once a little boy.

[somecunttookmyurl]

yeah i think that like. especially with historical figures in your mind people who were kings and queens or important nobles were adults. even if you know how old they were it doesn’t really click. it doesn’t seem real

but then you get something like a little tunic with brightly coloured ducks on it and it hits you like a fucking truck that this really was a little kid and no matter how far removed you are a little kid is still a little kid. their brains didn’t develop any quicker back then. he was just as developed/mature mentally as any 8 year old now. he had cartoonish animals on his clothes and he played with toy boats and probably terrorised the local cat population.

tutankhamun was a child and he didn’t make it to adulthood because he was unfortunate enough to be a very important child

his dad died when he was 8. he saw his own babies die when he was still just a boy himself.

but he had brightly coloured little ducks on his favourite shirt, and he kept it.

[somecunttookmyurl]

and he did not just keep the duckie shirt either

tutankhamun had a little pair of sandals with ducks on them. he had earrings decorated with ducks. he kept those, and other items of childhood clothing. some toys. keepsakes. things he loved, and treasured. he kept them all in a little wooden chest. the chest… was carved with ducks.

and that little duck chest, filled with things he kept from his childhood, was buried with him. maybe he was keeping them for the little babies who did not make it. maybe they just reminded him of good days and fun times.

but he was a little boy who thought ducks were just the best

[somecunttookmyurl]

WITH PLEASURE

(greyscale makes it hard but the duck head is on the right above the toe strap. always takes me a while to find it too)

[beggars-opera]

[flagellant]

we dont really talk about it but HP Lovecraft just kinda looks like the guy who'd write all that shit like have you seen his portrait photo that man looks like he'd get a blue ribbon at the county fair for "soggiest, shakiest rabbit"

[flagellant]

this is the face of a man with social anxiety and racism so bad that the life he lived is scientifically indistinguishable from the average Amnesia: The Dark Descent protagonist