Luna's Void

she/her, asexual, this blog was made to cast my thoughts into the void but i've just been reblogging all my interests

[insinirate]

mrrp

[notherpuppet]

Alastor and Lucifer perform “Only Tea” from The Great Gatsby musical 🌷🫖❇️

[atlaculture]

Cultural Fashion: Yuyan Archer Hair & Headband

After reading through my list of Korean culture Easter Eggs in ATLA, I realized that I forgot to include the Yuyan Archers. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I could make a post series about them similar to my series of posts about Kyoshi and her warriors.

The intimidating Yuyan Archers are heavily inspired by Korea’s rich history of archery that lives on through their dominance in the competitive sport. Lets analyze the many Korean aspects of the Yuyan Archers’ design, starting with…

Hair & Headband

In contrast to the floppier topknots that most Fire Nation citizens wear, Yuyan Archer topknots are tall and stiff. This is because the topknots of the Yuyan Archers are inspired by traditional Korean topknots from the Joseon Dynasty (1392-1897) known as sangtu (상투). Unlike the top knots of the Qin Dynasty, sangtu are more tightly coiled and worn higher on the head. We see a similar sort of topknot on all of the Yuyan Archers.

You’ll also notice that the Yuyan Archers pair their unique hairstyle with a wide headband. This was also the norm for Korean men, including archers, during the Joseon dynasty. These headbands are known as manggeon (망건). Along with being fashionable, manggeon also kept sweat and stray hairs away from the eyes, which is especially important for archers.

Fun Fact: An upward pointing triangle can be found on both the headbands of the Yuyan Archers and the uniform belts of the Fire Nation school that Aang attended. The upward pointing triangle is actually the symbol for fire in alchemy! Don’t know how intentional that was, though.

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[jaeokiedokie]

Already thinking about replaying Metaphor... I love the party so much;;;;

[sherlockedandpanicked]

For anon: hope this one comes out in a bigger format :)

[painted-panini]

Part 10! IT'S DONE ALL OF IT'S DONE!!! I'm going into hibernation and never coming out... I'm so glad Azul's design is relatively calm compared to litererly everyone else. I swear if I don't get a full score on this assignment I might just explode </3

[what-even-is-thiss]

Pretty much the only show I respect on hgtv these days is Home Town because it’s a couple that only works in Laurel, Mississippi and designs historical houses to still look like historical houses and actually take into account the homeowner’s needs and preferences.

[what-even-is-thiss]

Look at these kitchens!

Actual color! Cozy!

[what-even-is-thiss]

Look at these living rooms!

Clutter! Pictures! Color! Full bookshelves! Big comfy pillows!

[what-even-is-thiss]

Look at these bedrooms!

Wallpaper! Accent walls! Handmade bed frames! Colorful rugs!

[ritahayworrth]

happy fourth of july to the philippines ONLY

[ritahayworrth]

link to article

[cassiterite-tenring]

hi, filipino here. just want to say that our independence day is june 12, not july 4. july 4 is when the united states government decided that they would recognize our freedom, specifically because it is your independence day and they wanted to cement their cultural hegemony over our country. and because of their influence on our country this was recognized for a time as our independence day. we still commemorate it, but i hope you can understand why we don’t want our independence day to be associated so closely with our former colonizer. it wasn’t even a work holiday for us.

june 12 is the day that we filipinos declared our own independence for ourselves, and that is what we celebrate as independence day

[carriesthewind]

On the subject about parents needing to control their child's reading and invade their privacy in order to "protect" them from "inappropriate material:

Until I was in....college? At least? The vast, vast majority of the books I read were either a) assigned by my school or b) (the vast majority of my reading) provided to me by my mother.

My mom is a librarian. She filled our rooms with books, picked especially for us. She pointed out books on the shelves in our home library (separate from our bedroom shelves) that she thought we would like. She bought us books for birthdays, Christmas, and just stacks of recommendations. She once paid me $10 to read one of the Cirque Du Freak books because she said I needed "to be exposed to bad literature."

She respected my privacy in room, didn't go through my belongings. She explicitly pointed out to us that she wouldn't know if we took a particular book of the shelf, as long as we returned it, if we didn't want her to know we were reading it. She purposely brought us books that she didn't care for herself, because she thought we might find them valuable or enjoyable.

And if we wanted to read something she thought might upset or disturb us, she would explain why. She wouldn't stop us from reading it - just ask us to check in with her, to talk through it.

And so when I read something that upset or disturbed me, I would go to her. She would listen and talk through it with me.

If she said she didn't think I would like something, or that a book might disturb me, or that she thought I should wait until I was older, I listened to her.

She didn't need restrictions or control to protect me. Because she proved I could trust her.

Controlling kids is never about "protecting" them. It's just about control.

[beyondknowingbeyondthestars]

I like to imagine Shen Qingqiu needs glasses but doesn't know that he does

This is just. How the world looks. Everyone sees blobs until they get close.

It's a wonder his caligraphy is legable much less flawlees.

So imagine one day Mu Qingfang notices "hm.. Now that I think about it, Shen-shixiong squints a lot..." So he goes over to Shen Qingqiu and asks "Shen-shixiong, might this one borrow your eyes for a moment?"

Queue Shen Qingqiu having an impromptue eye exam much to his chargin. And Mu Qingfang looks at the results like HOOO BOY WE HAVE TO EXPIDITE THESE GLASSES SHIXIONG HOW DO YOU FUNCTION!? Meanwhile outside he's like "Shen-Shixiong this Shidi has already commissioned for a set of glasses to fit your needs. You will need to wear them from now on, and this shidi must insist on it as a healer."

The glasses arrive and Shen Qingqiu begrudgingly puts them on and promptly spends the rest of the day wandering his own peak getting lost in the beauty of it. He's never seen things so clearly before, it's nearly overstimulaitng. Paintings take on new light, he can recognize people from afar, he feels some peristant ache behind his eyes fade.

Then he gets to a peak lord meeting. He wears the glasses. He starts to turn heads because something about him in glasses is attractive. He, on the other hand, is having a small panic because wait what why are they all so pretty he can see all of them at once not just blurry pieces this may be too much for him.

[crimson-chains]

I really like the color and lighting with this one! Continuing to suffer with these boys, haha

[colorful-horses]

how to

[feefal]

Evolution of Steel! Did you know steel is just iron with a dash of carbon mixed into it? It’s literally just iron with 1% carbon, which magically makes it more durable

[pikestaff]

"Stop saying 15 year olds with weird interests are cringe, they're 15" this is true however you should also stop saying adults with weird interests are cringe because who gives a shit

[themythicalcodfish]

To wit:

[switchelsweets]

I want to share some wisdom from my high school art teacher.

In my AP Art class, there was a girl who was just starting to experiment with mixed media. At this point she was still playing around, trying to decide what direction she wanted to go with her portfolio. So one critique day, she brought in an abstract canvas with some rhinestone highlights and painted and real peacock feathers. She loved sparkles and peacock feathers so she thought she’d try introducing them a *little*. And after everyone had given some input, the teacher gave her his advice, VERY roughly paraphrased here:

“So here’s the thing… I do not like this style. These are just elements that do not speak to me personally, but I see that you like them, and you’re doing interesting things with them.

“My biggest critique is, I only merely *dislike* this piece. I want you to make me HATE it. Go crazy with the things that you like. Don’t hold back trying to make it palatable to people like me. Because I am NEVER going to like it. And if the audience does not like it, it should drive them crazy seeing how much YOU love it.”

Her portfolio was chock full of neon colors and glitter and rhinestones and splashes of peacock feathers and it was a delight. Our teacher despised every piece lol, but she got great marks and I think even won some awards. And more importantly, she was happy and proud of the results. Because she didn’t limit herself by trying to appeal to people who were never going to enjoy what she enjoyed.

Takeaway here: be as cringe as you want. Don’t limit yourself based on other ppl’s tastes. They’re not you, and you are incredible 💕

[magnuspeccatori]

This is the most inspirational thing I've read all week. Possibly all year

[mattsmemes]

[justm3h]

Trafalgar Lami for Wano Arc

Lami works undercover as a simple shop assistant in the Flower Capital, much to Law’s displeasure. She keeps her head down and listens, hearing talk of Marine spies in the city.

She’s able to stay out of Luffy’s first explosive entrance into Wano but the second by his crew Lami cannot ignore. With some of the Heart Pirates kept in the prison of Rasetsu Town, the nurse follows her doctor to battle.

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One thing to note is traditionally a fur shawl is, from my research, worn when a Japanese woman comes to age. Here it not only shows her connection to Law but also means that she’s an adult.

[batbetbitbotbut]

Recently in "strangely encouraging conversations with dementia patients"...

90yo woman, at least 20 years unmoored in time, with a reputation for grumpiness: You're a man?!

Me, 28yo trans man with a very small beard, rare male nursing/healthcare staff member for this area: Yes.

90yo: Are you sure?

Me: Yes.

90yo: Are you looking to be a boy or a man or a woman?

Me: I'm a man.

90yo: You'd be very pretty as a girl.

Me: Thank you.

90yo: You're a girl with a beard?

Me: It's just my face.

90yo: You should shave it so people will see you're a girl.

Me: That's why I grow it.

90yo: You should grow it so people will see you're a man.

Me: This is as long as it gets right now.

90yo: Is it your hormones?

Me: Yes, they were a bit low.

90yo: Are you a girl growing into a man?

Me: Yes, I'm a man.

90yo: You're a very good man.

[batbetbitbotbut]

Another conversation which was both lighter and sadder...

80yo woman, friendly and polite, sitting next to an empty bed (neatly made): I'll just get him up for you. Alan, wake up, the nurse is here!

Me: No need, I'm just here for you today. He can rest.

80yo: All right, Alan is just snoozing.

Me: How long have you been married?

80yo: We're not married.

Me: Oh, who is Alan to you?

80yo: He's my husband, we've been married over 60 years.

Me: Does he snore?

80yo: Yes, terribly!

[batbetbitbotbut]

This person has a brain injury rather than dementia. I've seen him a few times, I know him a little though he will never know me.

[rain bucketing down outside]

Me: How are you, this fine day?

70yo: It's fucking horrible!

Me, gobsmacked because he has never before said a word to me or showed me he was aware of the not-immediate world: You're absolutely right.

[draconym]

I have a family member with dementia who often calls on the phone asking to be picked up and taken home, or to the store, or to school. The other day she called and asked if her husband was going to pick her up, and I said, "do you mean [Paul]? You aren't married to him anymore."

She said, "Really? I'm not married?"

"No, you haven't been married to him for thirty years."

"Oh, thank goodness. I did not enjoy that marriage at all."

[breadfiend]

My grandma had dementia far before I was born and until she passed at my tail end of high school. She had always lived in a facility from my time knowing her. She had 11 living bio children not counting her stepchildren and nieces/nephews she also took in. Uncountable amount of grandchildren and great grandchildren. Affectionately referred as a bitch and badass throughout life as a nurse by profession and overall caretaker to all. We had a family blog to keep tabs on who was visiting and when to what we did and what she said will all of her days documented. I enjoyed visiting her as a neurodivergent child because the facility was naturally designed to be less sensory overstimulating for the memory care patients. I would play dominos and chat with every older folk who wanted to. The nurses and aides enjoyed my presence as it often helped soothed the pricklier of the patients who were more prone to aggression in their confusion. Plus a lot of the patients were not as lucky as my grandmother who had so many to visit her.

I was often mistaken by these folks by other people in their life by name and timeline. I didn’t really mind this. They knew I was someone they felt safe around and they were always happy to see me as a child was rare to come by.

My grandma was never a big talker in her twilight days but I loved to tell her everything and anything. She never really got anyone else’s name right as far as her family but she always knew mine and would use memory care phone to call her adult children at random hours of the day and night to tell them about me by name in accurate detail.

Every so often she would grab my hand when she wanted to tell me important life advice. It would include anything from how to hide money from my husband in budgeting to how to best ditch my high school classes to get the roller rink without being caught.

One time while playing dominos with just us, she reached over and told me, “It’ll get hard. The days will get terribly long and the months will feel so short but there’s so much in those moments between and that love will carry.”

And you know? I think Grandma was right.