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I don't know why I keep getting new followers i haven't posted anything in a year but hi i swear I'll post near writing soon lmao
someone bookmarked my wuko fic as one of their favorite lok fics omg-🥺🥺
Seeing this post made me wanna go and read it and honestly bravo you deserve it XD your fic was v sweet and nice to read 💗💗
no tea but why didn’t Katara’s sons have melanin? and the water bender daughter was the one who inherited the darker skin? 👁👁
also Aang is literally white with this character design. Idkkk it’s a little odd how Bryke loves to claim that no one is white but then design characters like that + the cast of both shows is overwhelmingly white.
disclaimer: I full heartedly believe no one is white (tho as an asian myself, it is sus that the two white creators used Asia as an aesthetic for their show..) tho Bryke’s actions don’t reflect their words.
A reminder that genetics don't work like mixing paint and that light-skinned poc exist
part 1: https://conquihare.tumblr.com/post/612774852075618304/sometimes-a-flower-is-just-a-flower-and-the-best
The flower plague –
Geralt’s heard of it. Of course he’s heard of it, how can he not?
Wherever he went, whispers of it followed him. Wherever he went, it left a trail of bodies and bloodied petals. A slow and painful death, flowers blooming slowly in the victim’s lungs until they suffocate, until they–
let it not be true - please, let it not be true –
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Let’s talk about the fabulous aromantics out there
If you like these popular gay books, try these ones out
So I’ve noticed a large and growing fandom/interest in Carry On/Wayward Son, Red White & Royal Blue, The Raven Cycle, The Song of Achilles, Simon Vs, The Gentleman’s Guide to Virtue and Vice, and Six of Crows, and the gay storylines in them, this is GREAT! it’s lovely! not all that long ago the idea of a gay book becoming popular on it’s own, mind blowing. However there are other books out there that need your love, your fandom art talent, etc so please think about cracking open these high quality novels and enjoying any of the following
Peter Darling
The Lightning-Struck Heart
How to Repair a Mechanical Heart
They Both Die at the End
Alan Cole Is Not a Coward
When Ryan Came Back
Wonders of the Invisible World
Wild and Crooked
More Happy Than Not
Last Bus to Everland
We Contain Multitudes
Love & Other Curses
Jack of Hearts
The Darkest Part of the Forest
The Love Interest
Boy Meets Boy
okay so I have many many more good books, but if you like any of the books I listed in my opening I feel like you’ll love at least some of these, all of these books deserve your love, time, readership, come on, new world’s await
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Rick Riordan won a Stonewall award today
for his second Magnus Chase book, due to the inclusion of the character Alex Fierro who is gender fluid. This was the speech he gave, and it really distills why I love this author and his works so much, and why I will always recommend his works to anyone and everyone.
“Thank you for inviting me here today. As I told the Stonewall Award Committee, this is an honor both humbling and unexpected.
So, what is an old cis straight white male doing up here? Where did I get the nerve to write Alex Fierro, a transgender, gender fluid child of Loki in The Hammer of Thor, and why should I get cookies for that?
These are all fair and valid questions, which I have been asking myself a lot.
I think, to support young LGBTQ readers, the most important thing publishing can do is to publish and promote more stories by LGBTQ authors, authentic experiences by authentic voices. We have to keep pushing for this. The Stonewall committee’s work is a critical part of that effort. I can only accept the Stonewall Award in the sense that I accept a call to action – firstly, to do more myself to read and promote books by LGBTQ authors.
But also, it’s a call to do better in my own writing. As one of my genderqueer readers told me recently, “Hey, thanks for Alex. You didn’t do a terrible job!” I thought: Yes! Not doing a terrible job was my goal!
As important as it is to offer authentic voices and empower authors and role models from within LGBTQ community, it’s is also important that LGBTQ kids see themselves reflected and valued in the larger world of mass media, including my books. I know this because my non-heteronormative readers tell me so. They actively lobby to see characters like themselves in my books. They like the universe I’ve created. They want to be part of it. They deserve that opportunity. It’s important that I, as a mainstream author, say, “I see you. You matter. Your life experience may not be like mine, but it is no less valid and no less real. I will do whatever I can to understand and accurately include you in my stories, in my world. I will not erase you.”
People all over the political spectrum often ask me, “Why can’t you just stay silent on these issues? Just don’t include LGBTQ material and everybody will be happy.” This assumes that silence is the natural neutral position. But silence is not neutral. It’s an active choice. Silence is great when you are listening. Silence is not so great when you are using it to ignore or exclude.
But that’s all macro, ‘big picture’ stuff. Yes, I think the principles are important. Yes, in the abstract, I feel an obligation to write the world as I see it: beautiful because of its variations. Where I can’t draw on personal experience, I listen, I read a lot – in particular I want to credit Beyond Magenta and Gender Outlaws for helping me understand more about the perspective of my character Alex Fierro – and I trust that much of the human experience is universal. You can’t go too far wrong if you use empathy as your lens. But the reason I wrote Alex Fierro, or Nico di Angelo, or any of my characters, is much more personal.
I was a teacher for many years, in public and private school, California and Texas. During those years, I taught all kinds of kids. I want them all to know that I see them. They matter. I write characters to honor my students, and to make up for what I wished I could have done for them in the classroom.
I think about my former student Adrian (a pseudonym), back in the 90s in San Francisco. Adrian used the pronouns he and him, so I will call him that, but I suspect Adrian might have had more freedom and more options as to how he self-identified in school were he growing up today. His peers, his teachers, his family all understood that Adrian was female, despite his birth designation. Since kindergarten, he had self-selected to be among the girls – socially, athletically, academically. He was one of our girls. And although he got support and acceptance at the school, I don’t know that I helped him as much as I could, or that I tried to understand his needs and his journey. At that time in my life, I didn’t have the experience, the vocabulary, or frankly the emotional capacity to have that conversation. When we broke into social skills groups, for instance, boys apart from girls, he came into my group with the boys, I think because he felt it was required, but I feel like I missed the opportunity to sit with him and ask him what he wanted. And to assure him it was okay, whichever choice he made. I learned more from Adrian than I taught him. Twenty years later, Alex Fierro is for Adrian.
I think about Jane (pseudonym), another one of my students who was a straight cis-female with two fantastic moms. Again, for LGBTQ families, San Francisco was a pretty good place to live in the 90s, but as we know, prejudice has no geographical border. You cannot build a wall high enough to keep it out. I know Jane got flack about her family. I did what I could to support her, but I don’t think I did enough. I remember the day Jane’s drama class was happening in my classroom. The teacher was new – our first African American male teacher, which we were all really excited about – and this was only his third week. I was sitting at my desk, grading papers, while the teacher did a free association exercise. One of his examples was ‘fruit – gay.’ I think he did it because he thought it would be funny to middle schoolers. After the class, I asked to see the teacher one on one. I asked him to be aware of what he was saying and how that might be hurtful. I know. Me, a white guy, lecturing this Black teacher about hurtful words. He got defensive and quit, because he said he could not promise to not use that language again. At the time, I felt like I needed to do something, to stand up especially for Jane and her family. But did I make things better handling it as I did? I think I missed an opportunity to open a dialogue about how different people experience hurtful labels. Emmie and Josephine and their daughter Georgina, the family I introduce in The Dark Prophecy, are for Jane.
I think about Amy, and Mark, and Nicholas … All former students who have come out as gay since I taught them in middle school. All have gone on to have successful careers and happy families. When I taught them, I knew they were different. Their struggles were greater, their perspectives more divergent than some of my other students. I tried to provide a safe space for them, to model respect, but in retrospect I don’t think I supported them as well as I could have, or reached out as much as they might have needed. I was too busy preparing lessons on Shakespeare or adjectives, and not focusing enough on my students’ emotional health. Adjectives were a lot easier for me to reconcile than feelings. Would they have felt comfortable coming out earlier than college or high school if they had found more support in middle school? Would they have wanted to? I don’t know. But I don’t think they felt it was a safe option, which leaves me thinking that I did not do enough for them at that critical middle school time. I do not want any kid to feel alone, invisible, misunderstood. Nico di Angelo is for Amy, and Mark and Nicholas.
I am trying to do more. Percy Jackson started as a way to empower kids, in particular my son, who had learning differences. As my platform grew, I felt obliged to use it to empower all kids who are struggling through middle school for whatever reason. I don’t always do enough. I don’t always get it right. Good intentions are wonderful things, but at the end of a manuscript, the text has to stand on its own. What I meant ceases to matter. Kids just see what I wrote. But I have to keep trying. My kids are counting on me.
So thank you, above all, to my former students who taught me. Alex Fierro is for you.
To you, I pledge myself to do better – to apologize when I screw up, to learn from my mistakes, to be there for LGBTQ youth and make sure they know that in my books, they are included. They matter. I am going to stop talking now, but I promise you I won’t stop listening.”
I know people tend to scroll past long texts like this, but this brought me to tears, please read it.
He’s true intentions are honestly heart-wrenching, and all of you should know why he created this fascinating universe of myths and mysteries.
“This assumes that silence is the natural neutral position. But silence is not neutral. It’s an active choice. Silence is great when you are listening. Silence is not so great when you are using it to ignore or exclude.”
Ditto the part @luci-cunt lifted up. D A M N. YES! This too, because it’s so easy to think that inclusion is somehow a choice to be different. It is, and yet; it’s really a choice to see the world as.it.is:
“I feel an obligation to write the world as I see it: beautiful because of its variations.”
i like the sistine chapel ceiling a lot better now that i know it was painted by a gay man who was motivated entirely by spite
Wait… whaaaaaaaaat? Where can I find the story behind this?!
Lol, here’s how my art teacher explained it:
The pope went to an artist, saying “We want you to paint the Sistine Chapel”.
At the time, one did not simply say “No” to the fucking Pope. But this artist really didn’t fucking want to do it. So, clever little cookie goes “Dude I’d love to, but I’m unworthy of such an honor! You know who’s an even better painter? Fucking Michelangelo! Go check him out!”
So, the Pope trots his little ass over to see Michelangelo and straight up tells him “I want you to paint the Sistine Chapel, and what’s his face said you’re the fucking best in the whole wide world.”
Now, Michelangelo, is one of the few people who would genuinely have been sassy enough to tell the Pope to go fuck himself. Besides, his true passion lies in sculpture, not in painting. Don’t get me wrong, he’s good at it, but he likes sculpting more. And just like the clever cookie artist, he knows that painting the Sistine Chapel is going to be a bitch. But he said yes. Why, you ask?
Pride.
If he turned the pope down, it would be as good as saying he actually wasn’t the bestest in the whole wide world and like fuck he was going to let that stand! So, he spent the next several years painting the Sistine Chapel, bitching about it to anyone who would listen (seriously, the letters that he wrote are fucking gold!), and attaining new levels of pettiness never before seen!
There are cherubs doing hand signs that were (at the time) the equivalent of flipping the bird. He painted a great big picture of the gates of hell right behind where the Pope’s chair would sit! And so much more!
Michelangelo had exactly zero shits to give by the time he was done painting that fucker.
someone post the letters & cherubs
Those are the cherubs, and in the second picture there are the gates of hell.
The guy on the right, the one with the snake biting his private parts, is actually a cardinal that was angry at Michelangelo!
And, just so you know, all the people in the picture were painted naked. Then, after Michelangelo’s death, the pope listened to the cardinal and he asked to a painter to add the clothes.
ALSO; The skin of Saint Bartholemew has Michealangelo’s face on it because he felt as though he was being skinned alive because painting the chapel was such a BITCH
this man was every level of gay pettiness oh my goodness
SOME MORE STUFF:
so 3 of the 4 ninja turtle artists were all connected in this drama in some way, michelangelo, leonardo da vinci, and raphael
the asshat who sent the pope to him for the ceiling job? fucking bramante, the artist of st. peter’s basilica. his apprentice was raphael, and bramante thought that michelangelo would fail the painting and then raphael could sweep in and save the day because guess what? raphael was talented as FUCK and if he was able to do a better job than THE michelangelo? he would have a path straight to being Rich and Famous and michelangelo would’ve been humiliated and never taken seriously again
all of the ninja turtles were gay as fuck, and this is relevant bc raphael was painting the pope’s meeting room/study at the same time as michelangelo was painting the ceiling of the chapel, and one day lil raphael thought “hey i’ll go see what’s going on with mikey and see how bad he’s doing” but SIKE BITCH, michelangelo was doing a fucking FANTASTIC job so raphael went back to the study that he was painting and added michelangelo’s face in it despite the painting being of the philosophers of old. raphael was a petty gay bitch but he knew talent when he saw it and michelangelo had talent and gained raphael’s respect
michelangelo was also a petty gay bitch and he painted tons of people naked which was Bad and Inappropriate but he refused to cover them up so the pope then got a bunch of other dudes to paint robes and towels and shit covering up the genitals which is why there are so many people with half-assed cloth over their crotches (see: the dude holding the skin of st. Bartholomew)
the painting raphael did? it’s not anything little, it’s this fucking masterpiece we all know and love
it was no small thing that raphael did, and he is clearly a fucking amazing artist
bramante, the original dude, hated michelangelo because michelangelo knew leonardo da vinci and they both called each other out all the fucking time and bramante was a friend of leonardo’s and didn’t like this so yeah he’s also a petty gay bitch
michelangelo never knew this was all a setup for him to fail, but he didn’t fail so good for him
random: michelangelo spent so long painting the ceiling in such an awkward position with his head bent back and to the side to look up that he was permanently disabled in a hunched position. the sistine chapel job did a bad number on his neck and back
so yeah, 1500s drama is fucking hilarious, here’s a small article on this but ignore the last paragraph about raphael going back to his own work and “scraping it off the wall”, the work they’re referring to is the one shown above and all he did to it was add in michelangelo because he’s a gay bitch in love he respected the hell out of michelangelo and admitted that he was doing a fucking awesome job with the sistine chapel
hope you enjoyed this bunch of random knowledge that i do not know how i came across knowing but i do
This just in: all the artists of the Renaissance (including the writers) are just petty gay bitches.
you don’t know what petty means until you’re a gay artist forced to accept major commissions from the roman catholic church
The church: so what are you going to paint?
Michelangelo: cocks. Just. So many cocks. On everything.
The church:….
Michelangelo (still trying to get out of it): cocks or no deal
Michelangelo
(still trying to get out of
it): cocks or no deal
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So, some facts to consider:
-> Katsuki Bakugou sweats nitroglycerin from his palms
-> He sweats a lot of it, particularly when in combat/excising (see: the giant bracers he can fill on his arms).
-> Quirks often have negative side effects on their users, usually related to not being immune to some element of the quirk ex: being able to create fire but not being fireproof.
-> Nitroglycerin is used medicinally as a strong vasodilator (lowers blood pressure).
-> Nitroglycerin can lower blood pressure dangerously even at low dosages.
-> While people can build up some immunity to it over time, high exposure like Katsuki would have would still be dangerous. Unless his body had some sort of counter.
-> There’s lots of ways a body could raise blood pressure. One of them? Stress.
-> Stress (adrenaline and cortisol) can significantly raise blood pressure and do so fairly quickly.
My conclusion? Katsuki having No Chill Ever is actually his body’s way of keeping his blood pressure even. He’s constantly at 99/100 stress level for everything because of this. It’s why he does everything so intensely, he’s got near max levels of Adrenaline in him at all times.
Now whether or not this is canon or what canon intended is up in the air, but it’s now my personal canon. Ideal results of this:
-> Katsuki’s stress levels are discovered when he and his classmates/maybe teachers are exposed to a fear/panic quirk that shoots your adrenaline and cortisol through the roof. His classmates are sent into a panicked frenzy, running around and hiding. His teachers are either also panicked or just barely holding on to rational thought through many years of practice. Katsuki…. is just fine? Mostly he’s confused as to what the hell is wrong with everyone else. Whoever they’re fighting isn’t actually that tough without their quirk, so Katsuki takes ‘em down. Everyone is put through medical to determine what happened and why Katsuki wasn’t effected. They discover the quirk didn’t work because like, the quirk is made to take someone from 5-10% stress to a sudden 90-95%. Katsuki has a resting 96.7% or something. The extra 3.3% doesn’t change much.
-> They try to put him on anti-anxiety meds or something to help. He starts to calm down for the first time in his life which lasts all of 5 minutes before he passes out and almost fucking dies from the blood pressure drop.
-> “So you’re telling me being calm for once in my life literally almost fucking killed me?”
“Basically, yeah.”
“Hang on, I need to call my mom. I have an argument to win.”
@phantomrose96
“Hey mom, remember all the times you said ‘Would it kill you to calm the fuck down, you brat?!?!?’ to me? WELL GUESS WHAT-”
@wolfsrainrules @north-peach
“-PUT ME INTO ANGER MANAGEMENT CLASSES- BREATHING EXERCISES DIDN’T DO SHIT- I TOLD YOU NOTHING WAS WRONG WITH ME-”
Izuku: Ah. It would literally kill him to be nice. That explains everything.
@captainkirkk this explains this so much! Lol 😂😂
Me: *Removes my cat from my lap to do something else.*
My cat: Father is...evil? Father is unyielding? Father is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.
The spiritual successor to Miette
Might I also add
May i add the piece from artist Verbal Vomit
Glad to see we’re all in agreement that cats talk like disparaged victorian children
I am so incredibly glad we finally moved on from "i can has". Cats are clearly smart enough for advanced sentence structure and dumb enough to draw entirely incorrect conclusions about what they're talking about.
My cat, banging the cabnet door over and over and over: bang bang bang
Me: you will not earn what you desire by banging the cabinet door.
My cat: This is a test of wills, is it not? We shall see if your ability to put up with my incessant banging outlasts my eternal lust for snackie treats. Years of conditioning have hardened me for this purpose. bang bang bang
Me: ksst!
My cat, throwing herself to the ground like she's been shot: Oh! Oh I have been assailed in my own home! Have mercy, have pity! Surely in the cruel darkness of your heart there is some mote of goodness that might stay your hand! Do not strike me, I pray you!
Me: ok
My cat, after waiting about 3 minutes: bang bang bang
Three nights ago our corgi, Ollivander (Ollie), let out a high-pitched yip of pain. Concerned, my mother, sister and I rushed to check on him, to see him limping and whining. We could not figure out what he had done to hurt himself, and after a while, he seemed to be fine.
The next day, while on his daily walk, he stopped to sniff something. When my sister attempted to coax him on he started whining again, then limping. Always prepared for disaster, and well aware of Ollivander’s abhorrence to being carried, my sister called our mother, diverting her from her drive to work, to ferry him home. Only for him to leap out of the car and happily trot inside the house.
Believing he may have strained his leg, my sister called the vet. A day later, our mother took Ollivander for his appointment, to find out what was wrong.
The vet’s conclusion after a careful examination?
He was faking it.
Our corgi conned us good.
Don’t judge her, she probably couldn’t afford adoption papers
Because I keep getting messages from people who didn’t google it.