literally why did every single actor in The Untamed look at their big arguments with any character they’re not related to and say “I’m gonna play this like we’re getting divorced”
because they UNDERSTOOD
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literally why did every single actor in The Untamed look at their big arguments with any character they’re not related to and say “I’m gonna play this like we’re getting divorced”
because they UNDERSTOOD
the exact same scene where we see mianmian with her husband but her husband is just wen qing with a fake moustache. it takes wwx like a full ten minutes to recognise her
artist’s impression
[ID: a screencap of a scene from The Untamed where Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji meet Mianmian, her husband and her daughter. Her husband is edited to be Wen Qing, with a mustache edited onto her face. Mianmian is speaking and the subtitles read, "My husband is just an ordinary man." End ID.]
(naturally the real punchline of this comic is the sound of Xichen accidentally ripping laundry in the background)
I came up with this concept literally a year and a half ago and I cannot BELIEVE it has taken me so freakin long to draw but HERE IT IS - xiyao hiding from the Wens in the brothel feat. John Mulaney's Horse In The Hospital bit
also I'm a real big fan of any hiding-from-the-Wens fic where Meng Yao is forced (forced) to refer to Xichen by super intimate and informal terms in order to keep his identity secret, and as usual, he is Scandalised But Not, Like, Complaining
Admitting my star sign was a mistake.
“Oh, so that’s why you are they way you are. You’re two fire signs ruled over by water!”
Pretty sure it’s just the ADHD.
A fun thing to do whenever someone asks you your sign is to lie about your birthday. It still means listening to them attempt to explain your entire personality badly for a few minutes, but then you can undercut them as soon as it gets too annoying.
So, for a while I was doing mailroom/account followup work for a nonprofit, and on my firt day there, one of the ladies, “Debbie” asked me when my Birthday was. Assuming she was planning office Birthday parties, I told her.
The next day she came in with my ENTIRE star chart with personality tropes, life advice, predicitons for my future and so on. Now, I don’t go in for Astrology but I can tell when someone is making a well-meaning gesture and I can say “Thank you” and shut up.
Especially because I told her the Wrong Birthday.
See, my birthday is in the middle of a cluster of a whole bunch of family birthdays and growing up I used to have to share my Birthday with my older cousins and while that’s not really a big deal (even fun if you’re older) it kinda sucks when you’re five and none of your cousins share your interests.
So mom made a deal with me: We’d celebrate my “Un-Birthday” in January, when nobody else in the family has a birthday or anything else, and the “real” birthday would be my Cousin’s. I got my own birthday and they got a second party and it was fun.
As I got older, I just started using my Un-Birthday for everything except paperwork, becuase January is boring and bereft of holidays except the one that’s really part of Xmas these days. On paperwork, I put my real one, but I’ve been celebrating my birthday in the wrong month for over 25 years now, and didn’t think about it when she asked, and told her my Un-Birthday.
And for a few weeks everything was fine.
But Debbie had a RIVAL.
Another woman in the office “Sharon” was also big into Astrology and was convinced Debbie was Doing It Wrong, so when she was going over payroll, she saw my Legal Birthday, realized Debbie had filled out the chart wrong, and then proceded to drag Debbie on the company facebook group, and a bunch of astrology groups they were both in.
I found out when I came in three days later from a long weekend and Debbie burst into tears and sobbed “HOW COULD YOU LIE TO MEEEEEE???”
After an extremely garbled recounting by our coworkers, a talk with my manager about “Hey yeah I don’t think it’s Legal for Sharon to take my name and date of birth from Payroll and put it all over facebook?”, the manager had a talk about “I know you are all over 50 but this is NOT WHAT THE COMPANY FACEBOOK IS FOR”, Sharon was ‘removed from the premesis’ and I finally got to sit down with Debbie.
I explained the slip-up and how I sort of have two birthdays and think of the January Birthday is my “Real” one.
Debie looked up from where she’d been sobbing into her tissue all morning, realization dawning on her less like the illumination of the sun and more like a baby sea turtle headed in the wrong direction because of light Pollution.
“Oh!” She said “You’re TRANS-ZODIAC! You might have been born as an Aries, but you’re really a Capricorn!”
As someone who’s been hit by a minivan and gotten a minor skull fracture from it, I’m pretty sure hearing that sentence gave me more brain damage.
“Sure Debbie.”
You know, I had no idea where this ride was going to take us, but of all the outcomes I expected, that was not it.
What, and I cannot stress this enough, the fuck.
GAMER SHIGARAKI GAMER SHIGARAKI AKSHKJASGKDJHGA
Cleaned up & coloured the gamer boy piece!
Its also available as a cute sticker in my Redbubble shop !! 💙
The Untamed is like:
first act: high schoolers on a magical road trip
second act: disabled veteran returns from war and family doesn’t know how to help him with his PTSD
third act: buddy cop murder mystery
thinking about how in ancient times, at least people knew that the lives their children would lead would….vaguely resemble their own???
People have always fondly reminisced about The Good Old Days and complained about Kids These Days, of course. But—and I cannot stress this enough—when my mom was born the Internet did not exist.
like I’m thinking about how I am a college student and during the pandemic, work, education, and relationships have been almost totally dependent on a network of technology that literally did not exist when my parents were college students.
When my mom was in college, she just wouldn’t have been capable of predicting what college would be like for me. I took a full semester of college from 5 hours away because I can virtually attend class through a pocket sized device that projects my image and voice into a shared virtual classroom where I can interact with my professor and other students. I wrote research papers without physical access to a library because I could read my college library’s books on my computer.
If you’re a Mesopotamian farmer, hitching his oxen to a plow, like…idk, man. I can’t picture myself at 40. I feel like a Mesopotamian farmer, trying to imagine his sons riding John Deeres.
It’s so persistently portrayed as this eternal, cyclical thing: Get a job, buy a house, get married and have kids, save for their college, send them off to college. This is the cycle of life. 2.5 kids, buy a house, have a steady career. Just as your father before you did, and his father before him.
Except they didn’t. His father before him didn’t do this, and your son will not live like you. This is not enshrined in tradition. This is not life. This is not how things are, or have been, or how they ever been. Look at it. This beautiful, ageless world of saving for your kids’ college and paying off mortgages and nuclear families. There is no way of life to pass down to your children, no tradition, nothing your father gave you that you can give to your son! You were born into a world that is unintelligible and inaccessible to the children you wanted to inherit it, and you and your children will both die in a world that is as foreign to you both!
I don’t envy the Boomer generation, nor do I have some kind of conceited disdain for them for not being able to adapt to now. So, so much of what defines our lives happened for the first time in their lifetime, and the absence of those things cannot be explained to us. Do you remember what it was like before television? Well…what is “it?”
It’s like our generation’s dim memory of childhood before Internet, and the vast, panicky knowledge that our childhoods were mostly full of a quality best described as the absence of internet, and there is no way to transmit that idea to the kids of today or explain it. We remember it, so, so clearly. It was real. But it’s gone. Annihilated.
There’s a midrash that before he died, Moses was worried about what would become of the Israelite people after he was gone. God brought him forward in time to the schoolhouse of Rabbi Akiva. Moses listened to the discussion but could not understand a thing, and nearly despaired, until he heard a student ask Akiva, “how did you arrive at this conclusion?” Akiva responded, “it follows from what Moses taught.” Reassured, Moses returned to his own time and died.
I taught this midrash last week to a class of about ten 3rd-8th graders whom I have been teaching since September and have never met in person. I asked them to continue the midrash: if Moses made a second stop in 2021, what would confuse him, and what would reassure him?
The youngest kids had a fantastic time imagining Moses trying to use an iPad, trying to understand that he was in a classroom, that we were doing remotely what he had seen Akiva do in person. The older kids wondered if he would be astonished at our level of literacy, or our coed learning.
When I asked what would reassure him they were momentarily stumped: it wasn’t the first time this group has struggled to identify positives about their lives and experiences, except in a guilty “some people have it worse” kind of way. I reminded them of what reassured Moses in the schoolhouse of Akiva: knowing that what he taught had evolved from rather than superseded the traditions of our ancestors. “Who are we learning about right this very minute?” I prompted.
One of them acted it out: Moses peering suspiciously at his iPad, then exclaiming, “They’re learning my Torah in there!” We are not unmoored, we are evolving. It is easier to see the changes than the things that remain constant, but I think there is value, whatever your cultural tradition, in asking “what would reassure my ancestors?”
“The children are using this vast, incomprehensible magical network to mock that damned Ea-Nasir and his terrible copper. Good.”
i love to think about how my ipad holds vastly more knowledge than was available to sumerians in 2000 bce, but if one of them saw me scribble away on it with my stylus, they would know what it is! from 4000 years across history, they would recognize this object if they saw me use it! and maybe they’d say ‘you know, we use something like this where i’m from’. and i’d say ‘i know. in school we learn that you invented them.’ and in a weird, convoluted, wonderful and very comforting sense, they invented my ipad too.
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The juniors all think you go to Senior Wei if you need to hide a body. FASLE! you talk to Lan Zhan. the body will never be found and your alibi will be unshakeable because who is gonna ask Hanguang-Jun if he is lying? No one that's who.
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Canonically Senior Wei will make that dead body go on a little stroll, fight a war, take bloody revenge on his enemies, farm some root vegetables, and rip the heart out of your nearest in law. Nobody in their right mind goes to Senior Wei to hide body.
IT MAY BE TOO SOON
It’s a perfectly good body okay???
#yes to all of this #’u have my sword’ ‘and my zidian’ ‘and ur dead brother!’ (via dying-redshit-noises)
Canonically, Nie Huaisang is who you want to hide a body. His family has a whole tomb of swords that would love the company.
@blackteaaddict here’s your xiao xingchen in non-binary flag colours
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I understand 'you should be willing to reciprocate during sex' as a reaction to a culture of cis men prioritizing their own pleasure during the act, particularly in regards to oral sex, but please, please please for the love of god think twice before posting opinions on this subject, particularly in certain ways.
I shouldn't see other queer people posting takes almost word for word 'if you don't go down on your partner then they'll leave you and it will be your fault' or 'you have to do something you're not comfortable with to pleasure someone.'
there is a difference between 'sex is an act of give and take' and 'sex is something that will not always be 100% about what you're into most' without invalidating or displaying open disgust for people with different sexual boundaries and comfort levels.
ive seen this in particular with stone lesbians and high femmes, and while not the exact same thing, so, so many people are so willing to shame and pressure people who just aren't comfortable to do certain sexual things, whether that be penetrating, reciprocating, or anything else of the like.
if your attitude towards these people is 'well that's stupid they're selfish', then sex with that person isn't something you should do. if you need a certain type of interaction during sex that your partner isn't comfortable giving you, or something you can't compromise, then don't have sex with that person.
the response to 'i don't want to do this, I'm not comfortable, it's just not something i like or can handle' shouldn't be 'youre selfish' or 'if you weren't a bad person, you would do this', and if it is, you shouldn't be having sex with anyone.
consent is important. compromise and sex go together hand in hand. pressure, shame, and pushing someone's boundaries do not. if you would be horrified about something coming from a cishet man's mouth about sex, you shouldn't be saying it either.
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