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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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Claire Keane
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Three Goblin Art
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Janaina Medeiros
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Discoholic 🪩
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“You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known- and even that is an understatement.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, Letter to Zelda Fitzgerald
He kissed her coat lapel as though it were a perfectly desirable, organic extension of herself.
J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey (1961)
"A Wilde Desire Took Me": The Homoerotic History of Dracula by Talia Schaffer
Exactly.
Imagine a wall full of circular holes, that circles can keep walking in and out of with no difficulty.
Now imagine that the triangles manage to get the resources together, after years of not being able to fit through the circle’s holes, to drill a single triangle space into the wall.
Now imagine that the circle — who previously supported the triangle’s efforts because they are well-rounded (har) and value equality — comes along and sees the construction project. But instead of being happy, they get angry.
“Well, I won’t be able to fit through your hole!!!!” the circle cries.
“I helped you get the drill!!!!” the circle shrieks.
“Make it fit me too!!!!” the circle demands.
The triangles, barely holding it together enough to get a triangle hole together, stare at the circle in confusion.
“You have all the holes you need,” the triangles explain. “This is for us. You don’t need to fit through our hole, too.”
“YOU’RE BEING UNEQUAL AND HURTING MY FEELINGS!” the circle wails. “I DON’T SUPPORT YOUR HOLE IF IT DOESN’T FIT ME TOO. GIVE ME MY DRILL BACK.”
“It’s not your drill, it’s our drill. You helped us get it, because you said you cared.”
“I ONLY CARED WHEN I THOUGHT YOU’D MAKE A HOLE EVERYONE COULD FIT THROUGH. YOU’RE PERPETUATING INEQUALITY!!!”
“Why is it up to us, the small group that has never been able to fit through the wall at all, to make a hole everyone can use? Why isn’t it up to you, the people who have been able to cross back and forth at will for years? We just want to see the other side; why are you yelling at us?”
“I DIDN’T ASK TO BE BORN A CIRCLE, OMG. I’VE HAD TO WORK HARD ALL MY LIFE TOO. YOU’RE JUST BEING BIGOTED AGAINST ME BECAUSE OF SOMETHING I CAN’T CONTROL, JUST LIKE EVERYONE IS AGAINST YOU.”
“You are interfering with our project and asking us to comfort you while we’re trying to make progress. Please leave.”
“I’m going to tell everyone about this,” the circle warns. “Nobody will support you now.”
“Apparently nobody ever did,” the triangles sigh, getting back to work.
It’s kind of sad
That we have to draw comics using colorful shapes
To explain systematic inequality to people
Reblogging again because yes good
i’ve never thought a circle in a story could get me so angry
dark academia days off
practicing the flute; working on difficult classical pieces
studying chess plays
finishing your Regency Era book
lighting too many candles
waltzing around in your room to thrifted records
daydreaming of another life
procrastinating homework because you´d rather study anything else
long, drawn out baths
reciting poetry in the darkness
studying characters soliloquy´s and planning out your own
listening to chopin and tchaikovsky and deciding which one you prefer
rewatching dead poets and mona lisa smile for the billionth time
getting drunk off of wine by yourself and waking up to your drunken scribbled notes in the margins of your favorite book
comparing different film versions of emma and of pride and prejudice
compiling a new playlist for you to study and read to
worship the moon and stars
Fucking annoyed that this is still me in my [late] thirties
“The world is their oyster. They believe they’re destined for great things, just like many of you, their eyes are full of hope, just like you. Did they wait until it was too late to make from their lives even one iota of what they were capable? Because, you see gentlemen, these boys are now fertilizing daffodils. But if you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy to you. Go on, lean in. Listen, you hear it? - - Carpe - - hear it? - - Carpe, carpe diem, seize the day boys, make your lives extraordinary.”
DEAD POETS SOCIETY (1989) dir. Peter Weir
““I flunked you in history because you knew absolutely nothing.” “I know that, sir. Boy, I know it. You couldn’t help it.” “Absolutely nothing,” he said over again. That’s something that drives me crazy. When people say something twice that way, after you admit it the first time.”
— J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
90% of being an adult is pretending you have your shit together.
sir that’s my emotional support decaying portrait that portrays all my sins
I have a headcanon that Hermione insists her children attend some primary muggle schooling before Hogwarts, just as she had done. Now, imagine Arthur Weasley attending his grandchild’s science fair, being the ultra proud grandfather….and yet also completely geeking out over absolutely EVERYTHING.
Canon
“That is a volcano, that is a VERY SMALL VOLCANO, how - young lady, how did you make this? Baking soda and food coloring? MARVELOUS!”
“I like it when somebody gets excited about something. It’s nice.”
— J.D. Salinger
this might be my favorite gif
“Everyone thought they would be friends for decades, forever. But for most people, of course, that hadn’t happened. As you got older, you realized that the qualities you valued in the people you slept with or dated weren’t necessarily the ones you wanted to live with, or be with, or plod through your days with. If you were smart, and if you were lucky, you learned this and accepted this. You figured out what was most important to you and you looked for it, and you learned to be realistic.”
— Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life A Little Life
“I’ll read my books and I’ll drink coffee and I’ll listen to music, and I’ll bolt the door.”
— J.D. Salinger