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[tentacleteapot]

this could be the snart of something big

[rhodabotics]

this could be the snort of something pig

[azuremist]

“Unfinished Painting” — Keith Haring

This painting was left intentionally incomplete. Haring began it when he was dying due to complications from AIDS, and knew he didn’t have much time left. The piece represents the incomplete lives of him and many others, lost to AIDS during the crisis.

“AIDS Memorial Quilt” — Multiple

This quilt is over 50 tons heavy, and one of, if not the, largest pieces of community folk art. Many people who died of AIDS did not receive funerals, due to social stigma and many funeral homes refusing to handle the deceased’s remains, so this was one of the only ways their lives could be celebrated. Each panel was created in recognition of someone who died due to AIDS, typically by that person’s loved ones.

“Untitled” (Portrait of Ross in L.A.) — Felix Gonzalez-Torres

This pile of candy weighs the same amount as Gonzalez-Torres’ partner, Ross Laycock, did. Ross Laycock had died due to AIDS-related complications earlier that same year. Visitors who see this piece are encouraged to take some of the candy. As they do so, the pile of candy weighs less and less, like how AIDS had deteriorated the body of Ross Laycock.

The SF Gay Men's Chorus

This photo was taken in 1993. The men in white are the surviving original members. Every man in black is standing in for an original member who lost their lives to AIDS.

“Electric Fan (Feel it Motherfuckers); Only Unclaimed Item from the Stephen Earabino Estate, 1997” — John Boskovich

After the death of his lover, Stephen Earabino, from AIDS, Boskovich discovered that his family had completely cleared his room, including Boskovich’s own possessions, save for this fan. An entire person, existence and relationship had been erased, just like so many lives during the AIDS crisis. Boskovich encased the fan in Plexiglass, but added cutouts so that its air may be felt by the viewer, almost like an exhalation. In a sense, restoring Earabino’s breath.

“Blue” — Derek Jarman

This was Jarman’s final feature film, released four months before his death from AIDS-related complications. These complications had left him visually impaired, able to only see in shades of blue. This film consists of a single shot of a saturated blue color, as the soundtrack to the film described Jarman’s life through narration, intercut with the adventures of Blue, a humanization of the color blue. The film's final moments consist of a set of repeated names: “John. Daniel. Howard. Graham. Terry. Paul". These are the names of former lovers and friends of Jarman who had died due to AIDS.

“Untitled” (Perfect Lovers) — Felix Gonzalez-Torres

Created by the same man who created the previous untitled piece, this piece was also inspired by his lover’s deterioration and death due to AIDS. This piece consists of two perfectly alike clocks. Over the course of time, one of the clocks will fall out of sync with the other.

In a letter written to his lover about the piece, before his lover’s passing, Gonzalez-Tourres wrote, “Don't be afraid of the clocks, they are our time, the time has been so generous to us. We imprinted time with the sweet taste of victory. We conquered fate by meeting at a certain time in a certain space. We are a product of the time, therefore we give back credit were it is due: time. We are synchronized, now forever. I love you.”

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[castiellesbian]

you are offered a hundred bucks BUT you have to explain omegaverse to your grandma

sure I could use a hundred bucks

that is in no way enough money

I would do it for free because I hate my grandma

my grandma already knows about omegaverse

Voting ended onOct 5, 2023

[sweetestpiglet]

My grandmother read bodice ripper romance novels and almost all of her pets were dogs originally bred to be showdogs but were too dumb to learn tricks, so this would have been easy and painless money.

[sugarmint-dreams]

Happy 31st anniversary to Sailor Moon ☽

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my shop

[theriverbeyond]

pros of doing crafts in bed: comfy, cozy, my cat is hanging out with me, i have so many pillows

cons of doing crafts in bed: LOST NEEDLE!!! IN MY BED!!! AAHHHHH

[sweetestpiglet]

Also: bed is where the hair is. I don’t understand how I get so much hair everywhere and still have so much on my head. When crocheting, loose hair is bad.

(Unless you’re that lady from “Star vs the Forces of Evil” who lives on the river and uses hair for all your crafts. Then, uhhh, I have raw material for you?)

[urban-trek-thru-middle-earth]

Incorrect Lord of the Rings Quotes

[vigilantsycamore]

Millions of Leftists Are Reposting Kremlin Misinformation by Mistake

A Kremlin-backed media outlet masquerading as a left-wing news source has been racking up likes and shares on its posts about Ukraine.

04/03/2022

tl;dr: Redfish is a Kremlin-backed propaganda platform dedicated to spreading misinformation. Don’t use it as a source

[memeuplift]

[natitheking29]

@faraige for your “watch in case of sadness” tag :)

[faraige]

Thank you for being so wonderful 😭

[guerrillatech]

[drjdorr]

Wow, I knew Reagan did a lot of stuff that turned out bad, but I didn't realize it was "you can clearly see on the charts when his presidency was" bad

[senshilegionnaire]

hey look it's my whole life

[dxmerons]

little german boy: und platenpüssen?

perry: *puts his hat on*

little german boy: oh mein gotten! perry ze platenpüssen!!

[only-tiktoks]

[sexycraisinthanos]

Also Semi trucks have lifted seats so the driver CAN SEE ANY ROAD HAZARDS

[inkskinned]

i don’t wanna love myself like “buy this feel good”. i wanna love myself like i made a sandwich for later because i knew i’d be too busy. i wanna love myself like hang on take a breath do you actually like this. i wanna love myself like okay we’re gonna set a reminder to get up and brush our teeth. i wanna love myself like - it’s okay to say no, it’s okay to take that nap, it’s okay to go home.

i don’t wanna feel sexy like tv. i don’t wanna feel sexy like little black dress. i wanna feel sexy like high note during karaoke. like just got done writing 14 pages of poetry. like let me show you this scarf i’ve been knitting. i wanna feel sexy like hand on the back of the headrest while you parallel park. like did i tell you about that time i saved a baby bird. like don’t tell her but i’ve been sneaking money into her purse.

i don’t wanna feel pretty like expensive. like high fashion. like paid to be here. i wanna feel pretty like a bird in a puddle. i wanna feel pretty like streak of dyed hair. i wanna feel pretty like calligraphy, like new leaves, like a skinned knee bleed, like a dog running at full speed. i wanna feel pretty like lying next to you. i wanna feel pretty like the new album just dropped, i wanna feel pretty like a shower, i wanna feel pretty like a stone wall all covered in moss.

i keep saying body neutrality. that feels negative - no bad things, no good things, just body. but i mean - my body is neutral like a flower is neutral like an oil slick is neutral like a day is neutral, too. my body is neutral so a kiss can feel like lightning so a dance can feel like a hula hoop so a walk to get coffee can feel like - god, i’m so happy to just be around you.

my body is a site. not the source of the joy, just where i can find it. i don’t wanna love like - finally got my body tight/forced myself through a diet/whatever trend is the current hype. i wanna love myself like - i go to this river and i find gold every time i shift around inside it. i wanna love myself like - i feel sexy because it’s sexy to be alive, and laughing. i wanna love myself like - bitch, i could have died, and i didn’t, and if that isn’t the prettiest almost in the whole world, than i don’t know what is.

[penpanoply]

[inkskinned]

wow i wanna love myself like extremely pleasing typefacing i wanna love myself like enjoyed this post i made a little art about it i wanna love myself like the little flags on the letter t love to curl themselves against their base i want to love myself like hold on mom, it’s a good reason i’m crying

[only-tiktoks]

[beyonce-knowles-carter]

Your speech and your mission have always been about the dignified representation and respect, above all, of the same opportunities for the brown people, for people of color, not only from Mexico, from all of Latin America —  from all over the world, and now you’re here. You are K’uk'ulkan, you are Namor. You are a funko, you are all of this, so what do you expect it to mean for the representation in Latin America and in Mexico for everyone who is getting this important message?

Lo único qué quiero es qué la próxima vez qué los moritos y morritas se vean al espejo se sientan orgullosos de ese reflejo qué vean qué nunca hubo nada malo en ellos si no en los ojos qué los juzgaron si eso sucede estoy del otro lado.

TENOCH HUERTA at the Wakanda Forever premiere in Mexico

[crittizen]

since the cowboy and the samurai were both dying out in the 1800s i want an action adventure historically wildly inaccurate comic about the last cowboy and the last samurai teaming up BUT one of them is gay and the other doesn’t understand what being gay is and there are multiple comedic mishaps resulting from this

[crittizen]

after lots of frantic googling of “were samurais gay” “were cowboys gay” “how did gay samurais work” “did gay cowboys love each other” ad nauseam i have decided that it’s actually funnier if both the cowboy AND the samurai are gay but not for each other and also they both have their very culturally specific understandings of gay social politics so both of them still are equally like “dude why are you like this” to each other

[crittizen]

samurai, trying to comfort the cowboy who just got dumped over pony express: when my lover left me for another man, i killed both him and his new lover, and proved to all in shudo that it is what happens when you leave me for another, and i felt much lighter. would doing that also help you?

cowboy, absolutely reeking of the flask, who stopped howling purely out of confusion to try and figure out if the samurai was being serious: dude what the fuck is wrong with you

[crittizen]

the depictions of homosexual identity at the time are painstakingly accurate and very clearly heavily researched, and this is purposefully in direct contrast to how absolutely absurd and crazy the entire rest of the premise of the comic is

[ullvide]

those posts about wanting kudos and comments on your fanworks vs creating for your own sake have gotten it all wrong. the TRUE purpose of fanworks is attracting people with great taste and luring them into your dms

[writing-prompt-s]

“My lord, I know you are the demon lord and I am but a lowly advisor, but please listen to me. I suggest that instead of sending the hero slightly stronger demons to kill each time, we just send the strongest one right away”

[narnianvalkyrieofberk]

“Do you know why the heroes fight us, advisor?”

“Because…. because we threaten their homeland, my lord?”

“And why do we threaten their homeland?”

“Because Kushiel rules it and she exiled you?”

“Close. Because Kushiel rules it and she must be stopped. But we cannot stop her.”

“I’m… not sure I follow, my liege.”

“I am not surprised. This war started long before you were born, did it not?”

“Yes, my lord, at least a dozen centuries before.”

“And I was at least a dozen centuries old when this war began. We sent our strongest soldiers, our mightiest armies. And Kushiel sent children.”

“Children…? Then… how did we not win?”

“Would you like to fight an army of children? See the light that should have burned a century be snuffed out after barely a decade?”

“Well… not particularly, no.”

“Nor did we, and Kushiel knew this. She gives them no training for she knows the worse off they are the worse it will be for us to face them. This went on for several centuries. She fills her people’s heads with stories, false prophecies about how a child will someday defeat the tyrannical ruler who threatens them. And so, we are helping that prophecy become true.”

“Wait, what?”

“We cannot hope to defeat Kushiel. We do not know her with any intimacy. We cannot predict her movements. All we know is she will keep sending children. So we train them. We send out weakest soldiers, those willing to die knowing their sacrifice will eventually be her undoing. Someday, a hero will come who is able to defeat us. A hero who will slaughter our weakest, then our next weakest, and will continue to do so until even I lay dead at their feet. And then the hero will come here and sit in my throne and peer from my grand window. Sit. Tell me what they will see.”

“It…. It’s a graveyard, sir.”

“Those are the graves of all the children Kushiel has sent to die at our hands. Some became adults before they finally fell, but they were always children when they started. We bury them here. And someday a hero will come who will free us from this grievous task. They will take my throne, sit upon it, and see what Kushiel deemed a worthy price for this mere chair. And then the hero will realize who they must fight next. And thanks to us, they will have gained the strength and training necessary to make sure the prophecy is fulfilled and the tyrant will finally die.”