something rather horrid

rachel • she/her🏳️‍🌈 • TRANS RIGHTS 🏳️‍⚧️ • i’m an Adult (36) and so is this blog • been a tumblrina since the iPhone was new • conscientious & prolific tagger • sugarplumanderson on ao3

[shakespeareanjorts]

the number one reason I’m still active in the gomens fandom is how much I’ve learned—and continue to learn—about the diversity of the human experience from all of you. over the last 5+ years, gomens writers, artists, curators, meta-posters, etc. have helped me understand vastly more facets of identity than I was previously aware existed. and that’s because so much of this fandom has gloriously chosen to interpret two beings who were presented in canon as having no actual gender or sexuality as two beings who can have ANY gender presentation or sexuality, and the resulting works have filled me with joy and often blown my mind big time. it’s not that I came into this fandom with deep prejudices, but the simple fact of being exposed to so much incredible art (of all kinds) that takes two characters and turns them into representations for a million different ways of living has had a huge, huge impact on me.

case in point: five years ago, I was a straight, white cis woman living with my fiancé, who was a straight, white cis man. when said fiancé came to me mere months after the pandemic started and said, “hey, maybe I’m a woman, actually,” I had a basis for understanding how she felt—because of all of you. today, I live in the same place with the same person, except that now, we both identify as women, and I’ve figured out that I’m bisexual, and we publicly identify as lesbians. (oh, and we got married 🥰) throughout the whole process of my partner’s transition, I’ve been able to see and read these beautiful interpretations of what queer love can look like—and NONE of it came from the source material. it came from YOU. and I’m so grateful.

so anyway. that’s why I’m still here, despite the fact that one of the creators is the worst piece of shit. the world of good omens may have started with him, but it’s not his. we still have so much to teach each other, and if we can do that using a familiar framework without perpetuating real harm (like knowingly giving that fucker a single red cent), more power to us.

support the victims. take care of yourselves and each other. and fuck that guy. ❤️

[thesun-art]

Fallen

Built one match at a time

A3

1,5 months of work

~ 1,000 matches (yes, I counted every single one) + 100 g of glue

The matches had been waiting for this project for ten years. I collected and kept them after they were used, hoping I'd eventually find something worth making out of them. I guess this portrait became a sustainable art project.

Every match was individually trimmed and carefully re-burned to the exact shade I needed before being glued into place.

The only unburnt matches are the iris of Crowley's eye.

Fun fact: after spending a month and a half carefully working with fire, the only time the artwork actually caught fire was during the final details. While I was using my barely-alive Soviet-era wood-burning tool around the pupil, two match heads from iris suddenly ignited right in front of my face. Thankfully I managed to put them out before the fire turned 1,5 months of work into ashes and possibly set my apartment on fire🌚 I nearly had a heart attack.

↓ some process photos below

[angelsandfelines]

“You can stay at my place, if you like.”

[robotmango]

it’s ninety-nine degrees outside, four fuck-thousand percent humidity, and my husband was like, “i’m gonna go for a bike ride.” and i was like “why. no. why. don’t put us on the news like that. local fool collapses on unnecessary journey. don’t do it.” so he says he doesn’t want to “hide in the house” because the sun is shining. bruh. honeybruh. “the sun is shining” does not cover it. its hot outside. its motherfucking hot as fuck outside. our outdoor plants have been crying into their hands all week. whole cars are melting into the sewer. our fucking patio umbrella developed sentience to ask me for lemonade this morning

[awed-frog]

@robotmango, you need to work for the weather forecast - this was both hilarious and so vivid it made me stand up and get some iced tea.

[robotmango]

this is a great idea, thank you. here goes. my audition tape for the weather channel. dearly beloved. we are gathered here today to have a fucking funeral for the outdoors. it had a good run, with all its creeks and clouds and shit. pretty great. now it’s ten-thirty at night but still ninety-two asshole-sweating degrees and humid as fuck. everything is hot and slimy, like being a “borrower” that got trapped inside a bottle of shampoo and then accidentally microwaved. you can see on my doppler radar that nothing is moving around out there because everything is probably dead. the only alive thing is the mosquito currently trying to drill a hole in my leg. no surprise that all the shitbag mosquitos are fine, since the thermostat of hell is always at the devil’s preferred temperature. this forecast has gotten away from me a little, but in conclusion fuck the sun

[cassieoh]

A fleeting moment of intimacy during a long Fall

[avadoingart-imus]

I'm in love with impressionism and I want to include it in my work. In order to do so, I need to study the style first, which led to this personal project of painting Aziraphale and Crowley in some of the scenes which Monet painted in his work.

That was the initial thought, then while trying to post on IG, I came up with short writings to give my audience a context. Now, I don't know if I could continue writing silly short conversations between the husbands to accompany the paintings in the future, but oh well let's just do it while I can.

Sorry for the yap. I have only done 3 paintings so far...

Having them together, I finally see that I have a thing for green...

[theonevoice]

Alpha Centauri

[a quick color study that near the end claimed fanart status, so here you go]

[belladonnabedlam]

Okay. I was on my beloved AO3 and I saw something that made me do a double take. So, now I really want to know…

What is your AO3 user ID?

I’m an OG user 5 digits or less

Six figures baby!

I’m in the millions…

Voting ended onJul 27

I’m so curious to see how long people have been on AO3! I know some people have been on there since beta/invite only, but I would love to see what the number is on tumblr!

[trueloveistreacherous]

And Ben and Leslie! I know, I know. Do you remember we were texting just a couple of months ago and just kind of commented on how nice they are? They're so nice. They're so much nicer than us. So much nicer. And they're so nice to each other.

Amy Poehler and Adam Scott's thoughts about Ben and Leslie in Good Hang With Amy Poehler (2025)

[huliajelena]

how‘s the water?

you‘re in it

yeah, but i want to know how you like it

[victusinveritas]

[black-crested-jaybird]

I always think of the description I saw years ago: Self-imposed deadlines don't help me, because I know the person who set them, and they're full of shit.

[makingtrouble]

Give yourself the treat before you start. I'm serious. And ideally during the task and afterwards too.

Executive dysfunction comes from a lack of available dopamine. Common advice is wrong. You need to provide your own dopamine before you can start. Otherwise you're trying to run your car on empty.

"But what if I still don't do it" well you already weren't getting it done anyway. Now you have a little treat. Try again later.

You deserve kindness and care even when you aren't being productive.

(Also read How to Keep House While Drowning by KC Davis)

[twwings]

I give my students a LOT of techniques for starting writing when it feels overwhelming or daunting, but one of them is exactly this: dopamine load BEFOREHAND. It may sound weird to people on tumblr dot com, but a lot of people seriously struggle with executive dysfunction when it comes to writing literally anything, to the extent that it can cause such symptoms as panic, depression, and AI chatbot use.

I usually suggest this technique as a "Reverse Pomodoro." In the original Pomodoro, you work for 25 minutes and then take a break for 5 minutes (the times vary, but that's the essential ratio). People with executive dysfunction often find this insurmountable, and they get even more frustrated, and then the task seems even more difficult. So instead, flip those times.

FIRST, spend 25 minutes doing something energizing and engaging that you like to do. Not scrolling social media passively, not watching tv, not napping. Try something like colouring, doing yoga, running/walking around the block, talking about your favourite tv show with someone in real time, playing with the dog or cat, making and eating a lovely sandwich, hula hooping, something active. Having a little treat absolutely falls in this category!

(on the subject of little treats: refusing yourself food until you do work is for fucking Puritans and you can be kinder to yourself)

Then, after 25 minutes (or however long it takes to eat the sandwich or finish the yoga routine, it doesn't have to be exact), spend 5 minutes writing (or doing whatever you're struggling to start). Most people can coax themselves into doing something they find difficult for five minutes, if they have already filled up the joy/energy/engagement bucket. You can put a timer on for the 5 minutes if you want, or if you find that annoying, just work for as long as you like.

The other key is: don't push yourself to keep going when you're frustrated or tired—that will just reinforce the negative belief that you already have, which tells you that this task is painful to do, and needs to be avoided. If you've commonly had to force yourself to do this kind of task, that's likely part of why you think of it as painful and have trouble starting it now. Also, you should just, at a basic level, try not to put yourself in pain for the sake of productivity. So just do it till the good feelings run out. Then start hula hooping or colouring again for another 25 minutes. When the tank's refilled, try another 5 minutes of work, if you can. Adjust times to taste.

Not every technique works for everyone, but I've seen this one work for many students who are genuinely and seriously disabled by executive dysfunction. And many people find themselves getting more and more excited and engaged in the "difficult" task—because the good feelings from the hula hooping carry over, and because they're suddenly able to do the task without feeling pain, and feel accomplishment without feeling pain.

[spandexinspace]

I need everyone to know that the ship Götheborg, the world's largest ocean-going wooden sailing ship, answered a distress call the other day.

Imagine waiting for the coast guard or whatever to show up and instead a replica of 18th century merchant ship pulls up and tows you to the coast.

[foxgirlofficial]

pov: you’ve been transported to the 17th century

[uvradical]

#in the article it says that the sailboat sailors were concerned because they could not be towed quickly because of the kind of boat#so they asked Götheborg what type of ship they were and warned that they would not be able to go above a certain speed#and götheborg went ' we are also a sailboat. 50 meters length. no worries :) '#and the poor sailboat sailors were just like ' That's not possible. they have to be messing with us' and then the ship Rolled Up (via bunjywunjy)

[ms-demeanor]

I'm crying. Here's a photo of a sailor from the Götheborg watching over the little sailboat in tow:

From the story:

We repeatedly emphasized that we were aboard a small 8-meter sailboat, but the response was the same each time: "We are a 50-meter three-masted sailboat, and we offer our assistance in towing you to Paimpol." We were perplexed by the size difference between our two boats, as we feared being towed by a boat that was too large and at too fast a speed that could damage our boat. The arrival of the Götheborg on the scene was rapid and surprising, as we did not expect to see a merchant ship from the East India Company of the XVIII century. This moment was very strange, and we wondered if we were dreaming. Where were we? What time period was it? The Götheborg approached very close to us to throw the line and pass a large rope. The mooring went well, and our destinies were linked for very long hours, during which we shared the same radio frequency to communicate with each other. The crew of the Götheborg showed great professionalism and kindness towards us. They adapted their speed to the size of our boat and the weather conditions. We felt accompanied by very professional sailors. Every hour, the officer on duty of the Götheborg called us to ensure everything was going well.[...] This adventure, very real, was an incredible experience for us. We were extremely lucky to cross paths with the Götheborg by chance and especially to meet such a caring crew. Dear commander and crew of the Götheborg, your kindness, and generosity have shown that your ship is much more than just a boat. It embodies the noblest values of the sea, and we are honored to have had the chance to cross your path and benefit from your help.

"Our destinies were linked for very long hours" is just knocking me out.

[mizgnomer]

David Tennant + Cool Camera Moves - Part Three

[mistysblueboxstuff]

wanted to paint something cute

[theonevoice]

Break of Dawn

[samwwise]

[mastergeckotattoo]

imagine being an angel and realizing the most beautiful thing in creation is sitting next to you complaining about nebulae