#confidences

[arinewman7]

Confidences

Vu Cao Dam

oil on canvas, 1966

#Vu Cao Dam #art #artist #painter #painting #Confidences

[artthatgivesmefeelings]

Joseph Scheurenberg (German, 1846-1914) Confidences, 1878

#Joseph Scheurenberg #german art #1800s #1800s fashion #art #fine art #fine arts #classical art #confidences #confidences 1878 #beautiful art #traditional art #women in art #blonde #brunette #woman #female #portrait #female portrait #germany #german #oil painting

[ineffablebookgirl]

Okay, I also can't stop thinking about Elle and how she navigates secrets and confidences. This is the currency of friendship and intimacy as a girl, or at least that was my experience of being a girl, and they are all learning how to handle the responsibility that comes with secrets.

Elle has a really strong sense of the importance of keeping secrets. She tells Charlie that Tara and Nick are not a possibility without outing her new friends. She is rightly hurt when Darcy even just hints about her and Tao being good together at the milkshake cafe. And she keeps Charlie and Nick's secret until Tao figures it out for himself.

But she also has a equally strong sense of the importance of confidences to the integrity of friendship. Tara and Darcy sharing their relationship and identity with her was her initiation into the Inner Circle. She tells them about her crush on Tao before she's really ready to talk about it. Because friends tell each other these things.

And she understands that leaving Tao in the dark about Charlie and Nick is also leaving him out of the Inner Circle of her older friend group. Her loyalty to Tao and the inner circle with him, Isaac, and Charlie, is in conflict with her sense of the rightness of honoring Charlie's right to tell Tao in his own time, and, importantly, Nick's right to come out in his own time. I think she is truly conflicted when she tells Tao he's right that Nick and Charlie are dating. She knows it's not hers to share, but she can't bear to outright lie to Tao.

AND I wonder if she told Tara and Darcy about Charlie and his crush on Nick. When Nick and Tara talk at Harry's party, Tara says, "Yeah, I know of Charlie Spring," with that knowing look on her face. At the St. John's rugby match, when Darcy starts making comments about Charlie and Nick, Tara says, "Oh my god, please ignore her!" When Elle joins them for lunch the first time, Tara uses the same tone of voice for "I didn't say that," when Darcy says to Elle, "Tara said you have no friends." With a nervous glance at Darcy. She makes similar faces at Darcy at the milkshake cafe when she's being too obvious with her hints to Tao. So I wonder if Elle shared with them, maybe even thinking it was okay because they would never meet.

I just think this is yet another example of the beautiful writing. Did Elle do the right thing by confirming when Tao figured out about Nick and Charlie? I'm not sure she did. But she made a choice that made sense given the values she was juggling. And Heartstopper helps us think about how we can navigate these gray areas in friendship and love, with integrity and care and honesty.

#heartstopper #elle argent #secrets #confidences #meta #heartstopper meta #tara jones #darcy olsson #tao xu #nick nelson #charlie spring

[upsurgecomic]

#upsurge #upsurgecomics #comic #comicbook #comicart #art #inking #inks #leather corset #businesswoman #business woman #empress #cabalists #cabal #cabala #talking #conspiring #confidences #68

[postcard-from-the-past]

"Confidences"

American vintage postcard, illustrated by Harrison Fisher, mailed to the Netherlands

#historic #confidences #harrison fisher #photo #briefkaart #vintage #netherlands #sepia #photography #carte postale #american #postcard #mailed #postkarte #postal #tarjeta #ansichtskarte #old #ephemera #illustrated #postkaart #harrison #fisher

[officialyourdailyinspiration]

A Gossip Betrays Secrets

One who brings gossip betrays a confidence, but one who is of a trustworthy spirit is one who keeps a secret. — Proverbs 11:13 | New Heart English Bible (NHEB) The New Heart English Bible is in the public domain. Cross References: Leviticus 19:16; Proverbs 11:12; Proverbs 12:32; Proverbs 19:11; Proverbs 20:19; Proverbs 25:9; 1 Timothy 5:13

#gossip #gossiper #confidences #betrayed #trustworthy #spirit #secret (keeping) #Proverbs 11:13 #Book of Proverbs #Old Testament #NHEB #New Heart English Bible

[biblioquotables]

‘Ah, but’—and he shook his head—‘to-night’s different. That’s what I’m really trying to tell you.’

— J.B. Priestley, Benighted (1922)

#book quotes #booklr #just my type (tm) #j b priestley #benighted #1922 #1920s #horror #suspense #different #moods #emotions #feelings #unusual #unreality #confessions #confidences #companionship

[charlesoberonn]

It's gonna be such a funny mess when Donald Trump dies of a stroke on April 1st, 2024.

Naturally everybody will think it's fake because of the date only to lose their minds (both positively and negatively based on their opinion of trump) when realizing it's real

There will be massive celebrations in the streets and on social media and lots of predictable "don't speak ill of the dead" discourse about those celebrations

Weird evangelicals will pull some weird number trick talking about how Jesus was conceived on April 1st and that makes Trump a sort of messiah and people will make fun of that

The Republicans (after they're done with the faux-sadness and faux-outrage) will stomp over each other to be his successor but none of them will succeed. They'll tear each other apart and have no single nominee for the November elections.

There will be discourse about if Biden and the living former presidents should go to his funeral (they won't, he was a traitor insurrectionist)

The Ukraine-Russia War immediately goes in favor of Ukraine as morale in the Kremlin is reduced. China similarly backs off from its threats on Taiwan.

Ten thousand new memes are made, some sticking around for years to come.

Not a month later a bunch of unofficial biographies of Trump hit the bookshelves, many with new details about just how awful he was.

#the date is mostly wishful thinking but I am fairly confident about the bullet points #10k #20k #50k #100k

[doccywhomst]

#i’ve been thinking abt that cringe post #i think the latent feelings behind ‘cringe’ are shame and sometimes envy/bitterness #same vibes as when six year olds say ‘those toys are for babies’ if they’ve been shamed for their age by older kids #anyway. i think part of the healing process is realizing that shame puts you at war with yourself bc part of yourself is a social being! #and that part of you wants community and acceptance (maybe love). shame is the absence of acceptance #unlearning shame means learning self-love and gaining the confidence to find your people #jerma #cw jerma #(someone asked me to tag lol)

[introvertedx10]

If I could just muster 1/8 of the confidence this guy possesses

#funny #lol #funny post #lolol #hilarious #comedy #wtf #okay then #confidence #some people #wow #haha

[the-phantom-peach]

🗣️ huh?? what do you mean I haven’t posted any Link signing propaganda yet??

#doodled a little comic bc I think the link/korok relationship is adorable #this is also pro-korok propaganda #anyways um #I used to hc that link signed in botw (for obvious reasons) #but after the calamity he gained more confidence in speaking #so now he only signs when he’s uncomfortable speaking around someone or just not in the mood to talk #sometimes he signs while speaking out of habit #thank you for coming to my ted talk #im sorry hes just so important to me IM SAD #I used to learn asl but now I forgot please forgive my mistakes OTL #the legend of zelda #legend of zelda #loz #loz art #Zelda #loz tears of the kingdom #tears of the kingdom #breath of the wild #totk #botw #totk link #korok #Nintendo #art #my art

[glitchdollmemoria]

actually. that post about how its important to have weird kinky queer friends. i think the same is true of really every type of ostracized person but in particular i wanna point it out wrt mentally ill people.

if you watch a movie villainizing DID or schizophrenia or something, and you think, "hey, this seems sort of like its based on what my friend has and theyre just a chill person, why are they making my friends condition seem threatening?" thats good.

if you see someone use narcissist as a synonym for abuser and you think, "what, no, im friends with someone who has NPD and i know theyre a kind person, this isnt true at all," thats good.

if you hear politicians try to frame addicts as violent criminals who should be locked up and you think "no, my buddy sam is just sick, their withdrawals are really painful and they dont have a good support system, they shouldnt be locked up for that," thats good.

being able to counter ableist rhetoric with "i know from experience thats not how these people are" is a good thing. like yeah obviously dont make friends with mentally ill people just for brownie points but also try to make the conscious effort to be open to friendship with people who have stigmatized mental health issues. and maybe even more importantly, be someone who makes it clear to others that youre safe to be open about these things with, because chances are youre ALREADY friends with mentally ill people even if you dont realize it, because a lot of us with more demonized conditions try to hide those conditions out of fear, and it helps a lot to know our friends are allies - and then we might feel safe discussing our experiences, IF we want to, and in turn that can help you better understand the realities and diversities of our situations and be less susceptible to ableist rhetoric.

#ok to rb #i dont feel like tagging though bc im not 100% confident in how i worded this #but idk how better to and i want it out there. idk

[pianokantzart]

A little obsessed with the "utterly burnt out & can't quite figure out how to make it work in this economy" depiction of Mario in the concept art.

Look at him. He's so tired.

#You just want to give him a hug and a crisp 20$ #Makes me wonder if they were planning on having Mario with a lot less self confidence at the beginning #which explains the ''Super Luigi Bros'' logo #It would've been a lil weird but I'm also kinda here for it #I'm rolling this around in my mind as an AU #Super Mario Bros #Mario Movie #Mario movie concept art

[veedz]

Découvre les confidences de John Cena sur Veedz

Lors de ton parcours sur le site Veedz, tu découvriras un clip qui évoque les confidences de John Cena. Ce dernier aurait avoué qu’il aime beaucoup tourner des scènes embarrassantes.

#john cena #veedz #confidences

[bechirhouman]

Confessions et confusions sur le divan…

Paradoxalement, je trouve une certaine forme de bonheur dans ma nostalgie, ce que certains qualifient de “mélancolie”. Mais, je l’assume ! Je suis un être différent dans la structure… J’ai choisi mes propres contraintes… J’ai tellement souffert, mais j’ai également vécu des moments d’extase et d’exaltation… Je déteste la médiocrité sur toutes ses formes… Je cible l’inaccessible… J’ai un…

View On WordPress

#Confessions #confidences #mélancolie #Nostalgie #Psy #psychothérapie #Sur le divan

[rantsintechnicolor]

the haunted mummy of perdeaux manor, episode 6

She turned her face north to find the source of a strange sound on the wind. George was making his way toward her. It had been his deep voice distorted by gusts and tumultuous ocean. She did not hope to like her brother’s new friend any better in this second encounter than she had during the first. She looked around for someone else he could be calling to, but they were the only two standing at the cliffs. Alone in the presence of a man was the situation teachers and family had warned her about ad nauseum since she her breasts began budding from her chest, which was consequently around the time she fell rather hard for her cousin Henry. As George approached, she felt mostly annoyance that he would put her in a situation where she would be scolded for enduring the company of a man, company she doubted she would enjoy. 

She turned her head to dab away her tears for Eva with the handkerchief tucked in her sleeve. As she turned back, she squared her shoulders and set her jaw to meet George. He had not yet changed out of his spattered riding clothes. He had replaced his top hat, which he touched in respectful greeting to her, and his curls were blowing around his temples ecstatically in the wind. His cheeks and the tip of his nose were again rosy with their exposure to the weather. He looked like a portrait by a master painter rather than a man of twenty-one. 

“Miss Perdeaux. Pardon my intrusion,” when he neared enough to be heard without yelling over the noise of the wind. His face wore an anxious expression.

She indicated it was no intrusion, because, while she did think he was intruding, it would be impertinent to admit so to a guest. He smiled tentatively, sensing she was being polite, but his green eyes sparkled in the last sunlight before the storm. 

“Your brother invited me to rest after showing me the house, but I wanted to catch the remainder of this beautiful day. What an exceedingly wild and artistic landscape here.” He gestured vaguely, his voice effusive.

She gave him a tight smile. He was clearly hoping she would continue his efforts at a conversation, but she was disinclined to gratify him. She felt confusion that he would seek her out for any conversation, expecting him very much in her brother’s camp-- and more than likely in his bed-- rather than bother to speak to her. 

“I’m very happy to see it,” George continued awkwardly. “Eerm.” He had more to say, but he seemed to be having trouble forming the words, and Rebecca made no effort to rescue him from his discomfort. His effort began to persuade her that his manner was very different from her brother’s other friends. Firstly, none of them cared to walk about the grounds when he brought them, preferring to ride horses, hit balls for sport, drink sherry, take snuff and--well, other things.

“It appears you are as fond of walking a countryside as I am.” He offered her his arm. “Shall we walk together?” She shouldn’t, but she would either be scolded for being rude or scolded for walking alone with a man, so she took his proffered arm to be polite and murmured her thanks. In that awkward moment the clouds covered the sun and Rebecca shivered. 

Though the weather was turning rapidly, he set a slow pace. She wished it could be faster so she could be out of the weather and escape him sooner. She wasn’t sure if she quite forgave him for the disgusted look he leveled at her when they were introduced, but his arm was warm, and she would allow that to be a virtue.

“Miss Perdeaux, I dare to say,” he began and hesitated. “I’m very happy to get away from your brother.”

Her eyes widened that he would confess this to her. She wanted to look at him as though that would make her believe what she had just heard. He spoke to her like a confidant, not a recent acquaintance.

He continued. “While I am his guest, I suddenly find he is not the man I thought he was. I have never seen him in his natural environment-- he seems just like everybody else when in society. I could never have imagined he could be so…” He seemed to struggle to find a word to appropriately describe John. She looked up at his face, his brow furrowed as he thought of a way not to insult his host. Rebecca could not land on anything polite either. Perhaps he wasn’t in John’s camp after all. Of course, that did not mean he was in hers.

“Insufferable,” she finished his sentence. She would not shatter his expectations for saying so. He had no reason to think well of her after how John had described her in his presence mere hours before. It felt dangerous to do so, but terribly satisfying when George agreed.

“Much obliged.” He looked down at her and smiled sheepishly. He had a most adorable dimple in his left cheek. She looked away, for the sake of propriety, but she wished she did not have to. 

“Not at all," she answered. Then her voice took on a hard edge. “I am spoiled and willful. I am a horrible sister that will say whatever she wants about her insufferable brother.” She felt her cheeks flush with her boldness to remind him of that morning. 

He stopped walking, and turned slightly so they would be looking at each other, putting his hand  over her hand on his arm. It felt warm through his soft gloves. He wore an agonized expression. “Miss Perdeaux, I do want to apologize for that unfortunate meeting. I could not control my face. I was so horrified by all the things John said. I do not know that any of those things he said about you are true. Being a party to that disrespect felt so shameful to me. I would never wish to cause you any distress.” He abruptly stopped speaking, as though he thought he was becoming carried away or he had already said too much. She felt this apology explained why he sought her company at the cliffs. He had chosen to be rude about his host rather than be party to the abuse of his sister. Of course he couldn’t say this in front of anyone else but her.

She found it curious. She had not known many men outside her family who would speak with her this honestly, especially a new acquaintance, especially an acquaintance of her brother. Though still incredulous and wary of his behaviour, she took a deep breath and decided to repay his vulnerability with her own.

“That is very kind of you to say, Mr. Mayweather, but the fault is not yours. It is his. He enjoys tormenting me, and making others a party to it as though it were a very fun game. It may be unkind of me to say such things about my blood… and perhaps that makes me unkind… I suppose, after what you have said to me about him, you are the safest person for me to make that admission to.”

He let out a breath of relief. “I completely agree, though it may also make me unkind and a terrible guest. I mean to say, I will keep your confidence, Miss Perdeaux.”

Never had a man offered to keep her confidence. Boys had, but they had turned around and blabbed the secrets minutes after learning it. But George was not a boy. He had demonstrated himself to be completely unlike her brother. There was less reason not to trust such a promise from him, but she was not quite ready to do so. After all, he did approach and accost an unaccompanied lady; she wondered if men were told to avoid this situation as much as women were or if he had forgot the lesson or thought her good opinion of him was worth the risk. She cast a look around to see if John might be lurking behind a tree ready to reveal this conversation as a trap, not quite believing he would let such a beautiful man out of his sight.

“You are very kind,” she replied. He dipped his head and smiled with relief. He raised his eyes and met hers, and then he seemed to be frozen there, caught by her gaze. She felt herself pulled into them and their surroundings melted away for a moment. Then she shivered. Or did she tremble? It had been warm when she had left without her wrap and gloves. He looked like he was about to say something, when she shivered again. 

“May we make haste back to the house?” she asked. “The weather seems to be turning rather quickly.” 

“Oh yes, of course.” He allowed her to set the pace as a light precipitation had begun to fall.

#the mummy is coming #historical fiction #victorian fiction #young love #unchaperoned #apologies #confidences #writing