Miscela

I am a Latina living below the tropic of Cancer and just above the tropic of Capricorn.

[oldpaintings]

Emile-Allain Séguy (French, 1877--1951)

[c0ssette]

Vittorio Reggianini (Italian,1858-1938) “La soirée” detail.

[revivivivify]

[cuntylestat]

being obsessed with captain america: the winter soldier in 2014 is something that will always be inside of you

[megustaaaaaaa]

[mrs-stans]

Sebastian Stan has been officially cast as Harvey Dent in ‘The Batman Part II’, directed by Matt Reeves. (X)

[lesvegas]

A few years ago while trying to find ways to commit suicide as painlessly as possible, I came across a PDF of Dr. Paul Quinnett's The Forever Decision. Thinking it might go into actual methods of suicide (I read an article once that actually did that and was trying to find it again) I started to read it, and I think I only got about two pages in before I was crying too much to actually see the words.

I downloaded the PDF to my hard drive and I open it again whenever I'm feeling too suicidal to do much else, but not enough to start booking a ride to the hospital. And every time without fail I only go up to a few pages before backing off and choosing to live another day just because suicide suddenly seems even more unbearable than whatever the hell upset me in the first place.

All the book really does is [I'm pulling a summary from GoodReads here as, again, I've read no more than 5 pages] "discusses the social aspects of suicide, the right to die, anger, loneliness, depression, stress, hopelessness, drug and alcohol abuse, the consequences of a suicide attempt, and how to get help."

But it also starts with the author kindly asking the reader to complete the book before going through with anything, and for some reason I'm compelled to really just try to read it all before finalizing everything. Despite not yet completing it (hopefully never will) I think I can safely say it's saved my life at least a few times now.

It's intentionally legal to copy and redistribute this book to keep it as accessible as possible, and it's very easy to find, but here's a link for it anyways.

[prismatic-bell]

I found the institute he heads, the QPR Institute, which focuses on suicide prevention, and sent them a note of gratitude and told them the book is being passed around here.

I was answered by the national coordinator, who's passing my comment on to Dr. Quinnett.

So if you saw this post and you're in that place so dark where "does it really matter, though? Nobody even knows I exist" feels like a very true statement:

Somebody does know, actually. He wrote this book, and he's very glad it found its way to you, and he wants you alive. In fact he's dedicated the last 40 years of his life to that goal. He knows you exist because it was important to me to give him the chance to know about you.

So will you do him, and me, a favor, and give it one more day?

I've given it fifteen years so far, and it's gotten a hell of a lot better than I ever imagined it could.

[goldcrescent]

and not to sound like a conspiracy theorist but another reason I hate the return of 2000’s th*nspo shit is bc starving does make women frail and has longer term consequences like early osteoporosis, brittle bones/teeth, insomnia, ect. Your muscles will start eating themselves. It also makes you extremely emotional and severely lowers your capacity for critical thinking not bc you’re a girl but because your brain isn’t getting any fucking nutrients so idk I just feel like its very convenient that every time there’s an uptick in fascist rhetoric and women’s rights are being stripped suddenly it’s peak fashion for women to be starving, weak, and exhausted

[deadstonia]

[userautumn]

people who don't take off their outside clothes before sitting down when they come inside are so scary to me. there's outside on there

[jazzhaaaands]

As long as youre not rolling around in the dirt it should be ok, right?

[userautumn]

no.

[peppermintquartz]

Time for a poll!

do you sit on your furniture when you've just come home

no there's outside on there

yes but only the edge of the seat

yes I make myself comfy

I not only sit down, I flop down and relax

Voting ended onSep 26, 2025

[veralapulgaviajera]

Keeping up w the thunderbolts when????

Someone, trust me, this is how Doomsday starts

[veralapulgaviajera]

Keeping up w the thunderbolts when????

Someone, trust me, this is how Doomsday starts

[neyafromfrance95]

something so interesting and intimate about yelena and bob seeing into one another like they are mirrors and sharing the same "void".

yelena is a knight in shining armor and the void is an eldritch creature that has a soft spot for her. and she is supposed to slay him but she embraces him instead.

[4thelovabob]

How Bob Reynolds got his book nook

"Okayyy! Now you can look."

Yelena's palms, covering his eyes, slide away. Bob, hunched over to compensate for their height difference, straightens and blinks.

By the Tower windows, a big comfy chair and matching footrest is laden with a stack of books, a box of snacks, and a bathrobe.

Bob's eyebrows raise. Of all the things Yelena was going to show him, he's not sure what he expected. Some fancy tech integration? New Avengerz merch? A gun? (He thought it might be a gun).

But this? This was...pretty normal, considering all the extraordinary stuff he's encountered since unofficially joining team Thunderbolts. Which was fine, too. Extraordinary was what he wanted, what he sought, after all.

But he also needed ordinary. To feel grounded, safe. At home. And this little nook, made just for him, looked like them saying that. Welcome home. He liked it.

He really liked it.

"You...did this?" he finally murmurs.

Yelena inclines her head at her work. She wanted Bob to feel like a part of things. Like he lived here too. Not a liability, but one of them. Part of a family. Something she wants just as badly.

"Well, I'll take credit for the idea, but it was a team effort," she says. "The supersoldiers moved the furniture, we all pitched in for snacks, and I picked out the books. You said you liked reading...so." She glances over to him at last, and Bob is surprised to see her cheeks pinking. "So, um, I hope you like it. You deserve a quiet space of your own. And it's your birthday, after all, so...surpriiise."

Bob's eyelids flutter. "It is?"

"You...you don't know what day it is, do you," Yelena realizes. She shrugs. "Oh, well, that's okay. Yeah, we noticed from your files, but it's more about you being important to us no matter - "

Before she can say another word, Bob reaches for her, enfolds her in his arms.

It's unexpected to her. She's used to reaching for him all the time. Coming to his defense.

And now, she feels...totally defenseless. In a good way. In a very new way.

She melts into his warm embrace. Presses her cheek against the soft fabric over his chest, where she can hear his heartbeat. It's fast.

"Thank you, Yelena," he says, voice a little choked, soft against the crown of her head.

Her heartbeat is fast, too.

She takes a breath, noting the musky cedar scent of his shampoo. It feels so natural and right and good when she says, "Welcome home, Bob."

He smiles against her hair. Holds her tight, like he doesn't want to let go.

"Best birthday ever," he whispers.

[4thelovabob]

Thunderbolts*, Boblena, and the Heroine's Journey

I'm really about to write a whole mini thesis on why Thunderbolts* follows the Heroine's Journey, which is almost exclusively the narrative pattern attributed to stories in the romance genre (I'm a professional writer and English graduate, so it's kind of what I do). 

This text is from The Heroine's Journey by Gail Carriger. (Important note that family, in this context, can also mean or include a lover. Beats do not necessarily have to be in order, as outlined here.)

Going almost beat for beat:

Familial network is broken: this one is obvious. Yelena's totally alone, grieving her sister, her family absentee. 

Abdication of power: Yelena's ready to throw in the towel on her work.

Family offers aid but no solution: she and Alexei talk past each other.

Result is isolation and danger: Yelena's sent to her death by Val.

Loss of family means risk: Yelena and the vault squad decide they're better off together than separate. Getting out requires a trust exercise. But Yelena isn't quite to the point of realizing loss of family means risk, as she jokes with Bob about "shoving down" the Void. "We're all alone." She basically believes it's all no use until Bob actually dies before her eyes. And then later, when she loses him again as Sentry and crashes out. That's Yelena's lesson. That's her arc.

Disguise/subversion: I couldn't help but think of this while watching the Tb commentary, when Jake says the biggest emotional turning point, the climactic conflict in the film, is not just when Bob becomes Sentry. In his words, it's when Yelena "loses Bob." The most important part of the Sentry scene is that it "drives her to her true low point...which is to find that (guy she made a connection with) lost to her." This is the standard climactic conflict in almost all romances. 

Visit underworld: Yelena chooses to follow the Void and find Bob within the maze of shame rooms.

Appeal to surrogate family/network and an attempt to rebuild community: Yelena reaches out to Bob, admits she was wrong, that they need to be together and get out together. 

Friends/family render aid: the others find them too, and group hug in the climactic scene.

But probably the most important distinction between the classic Hero's Journey and the Heroine's? The Hero ends up alone at the end, more or less how he began. 

The Heroine ends up surrounded by found family, likely including a lover.

And Thunderbolts* is not only about choosing to no longer be alone, it's about Yelena's choice to stick together with Bob "from now on."

We got a romance in the making, folks.

[notyourmarriagestory]

Robert: “I’m not easy to love”

Yelena: “Me either. But I don’t think love is easy. But what I do know. That I think we both deserve it”

[spicy-ryls]

just two crybabies