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pandapupremade · 2 years
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The Shadow
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SHIP: Holst x Fraser ( Self Ship )
CONTENT WARNINGS: Depictions/mentions of a robbery, nondescript violence, threats. Nobody is actually harmed in the end (aside from a few unnamed bandits). There is also a very brief mention of asking if a character is conscious/the characters waking up in a daze.
SUMMARY: A noble from Goneril territory is returning from afar, but he finds trouble with bandits on his way back. Thankfully, the greatest general of the Leicester Alliance is here - both to protect his people, and to pick a bone with the bandit leader...
NOTES: Fraser uses he/him or xe/xem. i got a little sloppy near the end but i hope it is still enjoyable :']
The night was near silent, with tranquility broken only by the wheels of the nobleman's carriage, and the drips of leftover rainfall from the trees. The winds were still, no crickets made a chirp. And while storms of late had caused mud that drenched the hooves of the carriage's horses, the noble sat snug inside his vehicle without a speck of dirt or guilt.
A wealthy man of Goneril territory, he was on his way back home after a successful trip elsewhere. Where he had been wasn't particular important, and what the man's name was also wasn't particularly important. What mattered was how the pig handled his riches; poorly. As a result, he was deemed unworthy to keep them.
Time passed, and alongside the road, the coachman at front thought he saw a darting shadow. He blinked, then looked fully ahead in assumption he had merely seen a deer, or some other skittish creature. Things were quite secure in this frontier, for certain. There was little cause for alarm. No doubt it was just wildlife, so he steered the horses continuously towards his master's estate.
How much trust you put in your promised safety, thought the shadow he had spotted. Humans loved the illusion of protection, the shadow knew.
Trees rustled now nearby. The coachman began to tense. As mentioned, the wind had been near nonexistent, and seemed to remain that way despite movements in the foliage.
There was no cause for alarm, he repeated to himself again. But that grew harder to believe.
Then, there was the whistle of an arrow, and a thunk of the wood of the carriage as that arrow impacted with the front - narrowly missing the head of the coachman. He gave a shout, pulling hard on the reins of the somewhat frightened horses
The nobleman, agitated by the abrupt stop and noise,  opened the carriage door. Presumably, he was planning to shout at the coachman who sat frozen, but his eyes widened as human silhouettes surrounded them.
"Wh...what? W-who...?"
"Good evening, sir." A quiet voice spoke from above, and he jumped in his skin. He looked up to see a handsome man peering from atop the vehicle's roof, his hair over one eye and the rest pulled behind his shoulder. "I'm sorry to intrude, but it seems you're quite weighed down."
"W-weighed...?"
"Your gold. Hand it over."
"B-bandits?"
"That's more or less what we get called." The man sighed, standing up "I do hope you're not going to resist. It won't be pretty if you do." He came equipped with a bow and arrow, the first of which he wielded now and began to ready.
"W-wait...I-I'll give it to you! I - please don't kill m-me."
"Then give it. Quickly."
The nobleman trembled shortly after as he offered a chest from his hands to the cold embrace of the thief. This thief, now climbed down and standing at a less menacing height, had a rather blank look. But as xe opened the chest, xyr eyes sparkled just as the treasure within.
"Thank you, sir. You may resume your journey home." The bandit pulled away now, and the group began to disperse. 
They wouldn't get far before there was a series of yells. The bandit spun on xyr heel to see several members of xyr troop fall to the ground in a flash.
"My, you've certainly made a haul this time."
The voice was rather booming, just like the entry of its owner. The man appeared, notable pink hair looking more of a faded purple in the darkness. He grinned confidently, his sword at his side.
"Who are you?" There was a chill down the bandit's spine, and xe did not enjoy it. "If you're looking to be a good Samaritan..."
"Not quite, though I'm surprised you've forgotten me so easily after our last encounter." With amusement in his tone, the warrior shifted into a fighting stance. "I am Holst Sigiswald Goneril, and have a duty to protect my people."
Upon the very mention of his name there was a mild uproar within his enemies. Shouts about not wanting to face him, or that he was the strongest fighter in the Leicester Alliance...All of that did not matter to the leader, but xyr companions seemed frightened.
"Holst?" Xe blinked, before xyr visible eye narrowed. Xe shoved the chest back into the cowardly nobleman's hands and focused on xyr opponent. "You again, then..."
"Such a cold nature...I almost feel a little hurt not to be acknowledged by someone of your own title...Fraser the Feared, was it?" Holst hummed, taking a few steps forward. "I'd be happy to have a rematch with you,  if you'd so desire."
"You talk a lot. And you talk big. I'm not interested in a rematch." The now named Fraser shook xyr head, and raised their bow once again. "I don't mind if you die on our way out, though."
"And allow villainy to terrorize the people within Goneril territory? Today shall not be your victory."
"Quiet down. You'll scare the pig." Fraser nodded xyr head back towards the noble who was currently backing away and now froze. "To those shaking in their boots, just make sure this noble doesn't escape. I'll handle Holst."
There was no argument made at that proposal, and the group moved to the noble. But a blade seen barely by the human eye had different plans, and the thieves around him lay flat. Holst was now behind Fraser, turned to the pig currently pale in the face.
"Are you alright, sir?" Holst didn't get much immediate reply other than a quivering lip, so he didn't waste further time waiting before returning full focus onto Fraser.
The bandit, unfortunately, had vanished. Holst silently cursed himself for allowing himself brief distraction. He pulled the noble quickly and opened the carriage door. "You must get out of here. Swiftly."
At the nobleman's hesitation, Holst shoved him into the ride himself and closed the door. "My deepest apologies." He spoke in regards to the harsh treatment. He rushed to the front to rouse the driver as well.
"I'm not giving up so easily, Holst." Fraser had gotten there first, xyr bow pulled around the coachman's throat. It appeared as a chokehold of sorts. "I'm not letting my prize get away after so much trouble."
Holst glared now, though he was wary in his movements. "Using human beings as leverage? I cannot say I'm pleased that you would stoop to something so cowardly."
"Were I a coward, I wouldn't stand against you at all. Now get that chest from the pig."
"Hm...I suppose that's my only option...That is what you're hoping to hear, isn't it?"
Fraser did not dare take xyr sight off of Holst,  and he did not dare take his own off of Fraser. The two had come to a standstill, while the coachman and nobleman waited in fear of their fates.
But there was to be no victor that day. Not in the one-on-one sense, at least, for there was a new shout. As a younger girl with pink pigtails jumped from the bushes, axe in hand, Fraser knew this was not going to end well.
Xe jumped from the drivers seat, bringing the coachman and xyr bow alongside. This narrowly avoided Fraser's personal decapitation, but in xyr rash movements, the hostage gig was up. The man landed safely onto the path, while Fraser barreled directly into Holst.
Some dust raised from the ground upon impact, and these dirt clouds were waved away now by the hand of Holst's little sister.
"Ugh! Holst, you said you had this handled!"
"Hm...?" Holst groaned, putting a hand to his head, "Wha...? Hilda? Oh, beloved sister, where did you come from?"
"You were taking so long and I got worried." Hilda sighed. She paused. "Um...Is that bandit alive, by the way? Just...curious."
Thanks to her curiosity, Fraser stirred with a dazed mumble. Holst had apparently not noticed xyr presence on top of him until now.
"They seem...vaguely conscious?" Holst propped on his elbows to sit up a little. Fraser's eyes fluttered open slowly.
"What..." Fraser's voice was quiet and a little confused in nature. He pushed himself up, only to meet eyes with Holst. Both eyes - not one, since Fraser usually had xyr right covered by hair.
Across that right eye, Holst saw, was a long scar. For whatever reason, Holst was drawn to that in specific. He worried at first glance it was an injury he'd just inflicted himself, but it looked more aged.
Fraser stared at him, and he scared back, until a dark shade began to appear on his foe's cheeks. Xe blinked, and for the split instant in the moon's light xyr expression looked...embarrassed?
Before Holst or Hilda could make a move, however, Fraser jumped up and bolted into the forest.
"W-wait!" Hilda's shout was ignored, and Fraser was gone. Just as quickly as the shadow had pounced, it now fled. It left confused prey behind, who were now free to go home.
In a way, Holst had wanted to go after xem, but this wouldn't be the last time he'd run into xem.
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powdermelonkeg · 3 months
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Important rules/tips I've learned as an adult that helped with anxiety
If people are mad at you, it's their responsibility to tell you, not your responsibility to guess
If they're mad at you in secret anyways, they're the ones in the wrong, not you
If people don't like what you're doing, it's their responsibility to tell you
If they say it's fine when it's really not, they're the ones in the wrong, not you
People are allowed to be wrong about you
If they are wrong about you, wait for them to bring it up, because if you try to, you will inevitably overcorrect
Some people are committed to misunderstanding you. You will not win arguments against them. Yes, even if you explain your point of view. They do not care. Drop it
The worst thing that will happen from a first-time offense is being told not to do it again. Maybe with a replacement if you broke something
You can improve relationships and gauge willingness to talk to you by giving compliments. It's like a daily log-in bonus and nobody thinks twice about it
Most things are better after you sleep on them
Most things are better after you have a meal
Most things are better after you shower
Your brain makes up consequences that are irrational. If the worst DOES come to pass and someone acts like they do in your head, they are overreacting, and you are entitled to say "what the fuck"
If your chest hurts after you feel like you've made a social error, that's called rejection-sensitive dysphoria. It means your anxiety is so bad that it's causing you physical pain, which is a good indicator that you're overreacting. Tense yourself, hold it for 20 seconds, let it go, then find a distraction
If you're suddenly angry at someone after you feel like you made a social error, that's also rejection-sensitive dysphoria. You are going to feel annoyed about it for awhile, but being genuinely pissed off is your anxiety trying to find something to blame to take the responsibility off your shoulders, and getting scared because it can't justify itself. Deep breaths, ask yourself how much you ACTUALLY want to be angry at that person, then find a distraction
"Sour grapes" is more healthy for you than stewing. Deciding you don't like someone who's perpetually annoyed with you, won't talk to you, etc. makes letting go of anxiety over them easier
If people don't like you, they will find reasons to be annoyed with you when they otherwise wouldn't. If people do like you, they will find reasons NOT to be annoyed with you when they otherwise would. People do not ping-pong between the two
You DO have to make a conscious choice not to think about something. If you're having trouble circling back to it, say out loud that you're done thinking about it and why. Then find a distraction
When you're upset, part of you is going to want to make false bids for attention (suddenly texting differently, heavy sighs, etc. but when someone asks you about it, you tell them it's nothing). Do not listen to it. You gain nothing from it except more misery
People like to help people they care about. It makes them feel good about themselves
If you think you're insufferable for needing help, see above. Yes, really. They get a serotonin kick from it
If you think you're insufferable for mannerisms you have, you either have to consciously choose not to do them, or accept that they're part of the package that comes with you. Being apologetic about existing does nothing except make you more miserable
If you do things you don't like when you feel meh about it, it makes it easier to do them when you hate it
If you avoid things you don't like when you feel meh about it, it reinforces and magnifies how bad it feels when you hate it
Seriously. Read those last two points again. If you can make yourself make a phone call when you've got nothing to lose, you will slowly lose that panic you get when you have to make a phone call you haven't prepared for. You do have to CONSCIOUSLY take that step
Hobbies that make you care for something get rid of that nagging feeling that you're not doing enough. Go grow some rosemary
If you don't engage with your hobbies regularly, you will feel miserable, and anxiety will spike
Hobbies are things that give you a bit of happiness. They do not have to be organized or named to do that. Go be creative in something. Play with coins. Make up lists. Start a new WIP
No one cares what you look like
If people point out things they don't like about how you look unprompted, they are being rude. You are entitled to say "what the fuck"
People who like you will find you pretty to some degree. Minor things about your appearance go completely unnoticed. Literally, scars and dots and blemishes do not register to someone who likes your company
You looking at yourself in the mirror is 10x more closely than anyone is going to look at you
If you're anxious about your body type, and you're creatively inclined, make/write an oc with that same shape. Give them nice things and make other characters love them. Put them on adventures. You'll start to see yourself in the mirror more kindly
You care about wording and perfect lines/colors way more than anyone who views your work ever will
Sometimes when you're upset, you're going to feel like not eating. Do not do that. Not eating makes you more miserable
Same with things you normally enjoy. Denying yourself helps no one. You are punishing yourself for being sad. Stop it
Both of these will take conscious decision to break the habit of. Make yourself do it anyways, and it will slowly get easier
And again, to reiterate: If someone is mad at you, it is THEIR responsibility to tell you, not your responsibility to guess
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the-stove-is-on-fire · 6 months
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After School Ghost Theory 101 with Professor Fenton
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[Image ID: A four page comic that starts with Danny Fenton standing in front of a whiteboard holding up a white cat. "Question: Do ghosts purr?” 
Tucker: “Danny when was the last time you slept?” Danny: “Irrelevant.” 
Danny info-dumps: “The answer is yes, but also no. Technically, all beings that possess a core are constantly "purring", a.k.a. Core Vibrations. Core Vibrations are a nonverbal, emotion-based communication system between Ghosts, similar to how some living species use pheromones to communicate. The exact tone of each ghost is different the same way people's voices are different. Humans can only hear these vibrations when the frequency passes through their audible range (20Hz - 20KHz), hence the 'purring' sound. When the range dips into infrasound (16 - 20Hz) it can cause feelings of fear and unease in humans that they often associate with ghosts and the supernatural. Also known as the ‘Heebie Jeebies.’”
Danny, wiping off the whiteboard: “Any questions before we move on?"
Danny’s audience consists of Wes Weston, Tucker Foley, Sam Manson, Danny’s clone Ellie, and Dash Baxter in a classroom. Wes is seated at a desk at the front taking notes. Tucker is sitting on Sam’s lap playing on a Switch, Ellie is sitting on a desk behind them. Dash is asleep at the back of the room.
Ellie, now holding the cat: “Is this Vlad’s first cat!?” Wes: "Could you tone down the floating eyes before the next part? They're kinda distracting." Danny: "What eyes?" Wes: “Please stop gaslighting me.”
A transparency trick on the last page reveals dark shadows and eyes all around Danny when viewed in dark mode. /.End ID]
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[Extended Image ID: The post contains a four page comic. The first page shows two comic panels with white borders. The top panel features a bedraggled looking Danny Fenton from the waist up holding a disgruntled fluffy white cat. There are bags under his eyes, his hair is messy, his arms are covered in bandaids and cat scratches, and his nails are painted black. He’s wearing a white shirt with red sleeves and a red oval on the front. In a large green text bubble he says “Question: Do ghosts purr?” A small orange text bubble under it asks “Danny when was the last time you slept?” “Irrelevant” Danny replies. 
In the bottom panel Danny is standing on the far left side of the panel in front of a whiteboard in a classroom with the cat under his arm. He’s wearing baggy jeans with holes in the knees and his classic white and red Converse shoes. The whiteboard behind him has partially erased doodles around the edges including some flowers, stars, and Phantom’s DP symbol. There are a few balls of paper on the floor. Partially out of frame on the wall behind Danny is a poster of  Einstein and above it a clock. Pointing at the whiteboard with a marker Danny says “The answer: Yes but also no” His words are written on the whiteboard. Under the words is a drawing of a stick figure and a green bedsheet ghost with a circle between them. The circle is surrounded by green squiggly lines radiating out from it. Under the circle, an arrow is drawn pointing to it with the words ‘core vibrations’ written on the board. A green text bubble in the space under the whiteboard says “Technically, all beings that possess a core are constantly "purring", a.k.a. Core Vibrations.”
On the second page there are two blocks of text, each followed by a drawing. The page background is a pale, greenish-grey with subtle scuff marks imitating the look of a whiteboard. The first block of text at the top of the page reads “Core Vibrations are a nonverbal, emotion-based communication system between Ghosts, similar to how some living species use pheromones to communicate. The exact tone of each ghost is different the same way people's voices are different.” Under the text, imitating the look of dry erase marker, is a drawing of two simple ghosts smiling and waving to each other. They both have a small green circle drawn on their chest area with green squiggly lines radiating out from each ghost. Between the two cores, two parallel arrows are drawn, facing opposite directions. Under the arrows is the text “core to core communication.” 
Under the ghosts is a second block of text reading “Humans can only hear these vibrations when the frequency passes through their audible range (20Hz - 20KHz), hence the 'purring' sound. When the range dips into infrasound (16 - 20Hz) it can cause feelings of fear and unease in humans that they often associate with ghosts and the supernatural. Also known as the ‘Heebie Jeebies.’” Under the text a red arrow points from the words ‘heebie jeebies’ to a simple drawing of Dash Baxter holding a flashlight and looking scared. There is a cobweb with a dangling spider drawn to his right and a bunch of green blob ghosts behind him to his left. In blue text the blobs say “you forgot to update your mailing address with the IRS” and “you filed your taxes incorrectly.”
The third page once again shows two comic panels. In the top panel Danny takes up the centre. He’s stretched across the whiteboard in a dynamic pose erasing the drawing of frightened Dash with a big swipe. One hand is braced on the board as he looks over his shoulder and asks “Anyone got questions before we move on?” If the image is viewed in dark mode, there are five, messily drawn eyes of varying sizes surrounding Danny. If viewed in light mode, the eyes are absent. 
The bottom comic panel reveals Danny’s audience to be Wes Weston, Tucker Foley, Sam Manson, Danny’s clone Ellie, and Dash Baxter. In the bottom left corner, Wes sits slouched at a desk at the front of the classroom with papers and an open notebook spread out over his desk. He’s wearing a red zip up hoodie with white sleeves. His hoodie is unzipped showing a green shirt underneath that matches the colour of his eyes. At the desk beside him Tucker and Sam share a chair with their focus on Tucker’s Switch and not Danny’s presentation. Tucker is sitting in Sam’s lap with her arms around his waist and her head resting on his shoulder. Tucker is wearing a red beanie with short dreads, goldenrod yellow turtleneck sweater, green cargo pants, and white shoes. Sam is wearing a black crop top with a fishnet layer over top, purple pleated plaid skirt, artistically ripped purple leggings, and black combat boots with bright green laces. Tucker has the tips of his dread dyed green and purple. Sam has streaks of purple, green, and orange in her hair. Ellie is sitting cross legged on top of a desk two rows behind Sam and Tucker. She’s wearing a cropped hoodie with the same colours as Danny’s shirt and black track pants with white and red shoes. Her hair is tied in a high ponytail and she is holding the squirming fluffy white cat up in the air. At the very back of the classroom behind Wes’ left shoulder Dash can be seen asleep slouched over his desk. Wes has one hand resting on his desk holding a mechanical pencil the other partially raised with his hand open. In a beige text bubble with red text he replies to Danny’s question with an unimpressed look on his face “Could you tone down the floating eyes before the next part? They're kinda distracting.” Under his text bubble a small blue text bubble from Ellie asks “Is this Vlad’s first cat!?” If the image is viewed in dark mode, there are three visible floating eyes off to the side of the panel. If viewed in light mode, the eyes are absent. 
The final comic page is a single, full body shot of Danny standing in front of the blank whiteboard. He’s looking over his shoulder, slightly turned with his back mostly towards the classroom and the eraser in his hand. He has an incredulous look on his face. If the page is viewed in dark mode, the background looks dark and Danny is surrounded by dozens eyes of in all different sizes. If viewed in light mode, the eyes are absent. In a green text bubble Danny asks “What eyes?” In the bottom left corner Wes replies “Please stop gaslighting me.” /.End ID]
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gaylactic-fire · 6 months
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The Curse
Aka Hylia's favourite transmasc gets amnesia and forgets what periods are
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cottonspotten · 6 months
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*person has consented to being eaten; they’ve donated their body. they died without suffering. you can cook the meat. you will not get sick from the meat.
bonus: explain why!
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good sensations can sometimes be extreme, and i know i personally enjoy a good few of those, so i wanted to know which of these types of pain are the most commonly enjoyed :)
basically my question is. am i such a touch deprived weirdo that i'll enjoy fucked up sensations no one else likes or am i normal
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thefallofruins · 2 months
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First time dad! Sukuna
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“This is…mine?”
He looks down at the little wrapped bundle in his arms, a look of confusion etched onto his face. His eyebrows are furrowed as he looks at the little thing, who looks back at him with equal interest.
Except her eyes are filled with innocence. And they share a resemblance with his. Such a beautiful contrast, you think.
“She is.” You chuckle softly, correcting him, still incredibly tired from the pains of birthing his child. But the sight of the father holding his daughter for this first time was so amusing that you couldn’t help it. “She’s a beauty, isn’t she?”
Sukuna doesn’t respond immediately, still fixated on the small…tiny little thing he’s holding. He’s so uncharacteristically gentle with it…like one mistake and she’ll shatter. He raises a finger to her plump cheek, caressing her soft skin.
“Like you,” he finally responds, as the little girl’s tiny fingers immediately latch onto his, wrapping around them. A soft smile forms on his face as he looks at her, then at you. The wonderful woman who graced his cursed existence with such blessings.
He wants to say something, but a strange…slimy feeling of wetness on his finger prevents him from doing so. He looks at the little one in his arms, slurping on his fingers.
“Oh, so you’re a brat too?” He pulls his finger away, and hell breaks loose. He is even more confused now.
“She’s hungry, Kuna,” you pout, extending your arms from the bed, “Bring her here.”
He shuffles closer to you, his hand working surprisingly gently as he hands the little girl to you, and she immediately latches onto your breast as you loosen the robe to feed her.
“Has my appetite.” He grumbles, causing you to chuckle again. He stays for a while, internally swearing at the sight of you and your little girl— that if anything ever even tries to touch either of you, he will rip the world to shreds, and god knows what ends he’ll get to to keep you safe.
“Brat,” He mumbles, one of his hands resting on your head, making you look up to him as he ruffles your hair slightly. “Thank you.”
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teslacoils-and-hubris · 5 months
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Could you guys imagine the drama if mad scientists had tumblr?
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💀dr.undead follow
Can you guys stop putting @normal-civilian on my dash?? They LITERALLY don't support graverobbing??? Like it's 2023 get over yourself some of us need corpse parts for experiments grandma isn't using her liver anymore it's fine!
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Just in case you haven't heard it today, it's totally valid to call yourself a doctor even if you dropped out of college! It's basically a mad scientist tradition at this point
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Nah fuck this. I didn't spend years defining and documenting a scientific method of turning people into giant animal mutants through gene manipulation to get lumped in with some fresh faced collage dropout who just happened to stumble onto the secret to reanimating corpses. Words have meanings.
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🩻 exposedspine1 follow
Hey guys what do you think would happen if I jumped into the open vat of glowing green mystery chemicals we all keep in our labs? Super powers right?
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Hospital.
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Aha! But I bet you didn't expect this! It's my latest invention, a giant death ray that detects the biggest LOSER in the room! And look! It's pointing right at you! Better run while you still can hero!
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Good one boss!
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Literally if you don't keep living brains in jars of green goo unfollow me now.
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seawaveleo · 11 months
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lovin the dichotomy here
anyway tumblr número 1 campeão do mundo staff stop changing the mobile layout and get rid of tumblr live
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mag200 · 10 months
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(me on a first date) and what do you think of the inherent intimacy of surgery? have you considered the love someone must have to put their hands under your skin and hold the most grotesque parts of you and put them back together nicely? is anyone really closer to you than that? we all get uh a little enamored on the surgery table don't we haha. wait come back
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modify-and-sever · 3 months
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if gender is what's in my pants then my gender is YOUR MOM lol anyway yeah I heard you're nonbinary do you have a penis. are you girl agender or boy agender. are you girl nonbinary or boy nonbinary. you have multiple genders but like are you more girl or boy. ok you're neither but are you more boy or girl. no haha I get it like no gender lol but seriously do you have a penis. is it a boy penis or a girl penis. it's honestly really weird that you don't want to answer this question honestly I'm just going to assume you have a dangerous male penis and tell all my friends that you're a bad person
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lylahammar · 6 months
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skinny ppl learn to shut the fuck up when the conversation isn't about you challenge
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azuremist · 10 months
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“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.
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“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.
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“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.
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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.
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“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.
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“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.
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“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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courting antisemitism
so i recently decided to take a look at the latest stonetoss comics (probably because i love suffering). and while i was expecting some content on the israel palestine conflict, what i did not expect was how... standard it seemed. well, most of it at least, but i'll get to that in a second.
for context, if you don't know what stonetoss is, it's a (poorly drawn) webcomic known for having radical alt-right views - meaning it's incredibly racist, homophobic, transphobic, islamophobic, antisemitic. all that fun stuff.
so while i was expecting to see bad stuff, one of the first things i saw on the topic of israel was this:
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terrible art aside, this comic is making a point that i usually see in left wing circles: that israel is pinkwashing genocide.
curious if there was more like this, i kept looking, and the comic right before that one was this:
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again, this makes points that i usually see in left wing circles. that american healthcare is crazy expensive, that canada tells poor people to commit suicide, and that israel is bombing hospitals.
why does stonetoss, this well known alt-right nutjob, now seem to be bringing up left-wing talking points?
curious, i kept going deeper:
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well this is... odd. clearly, stonetoss is trying to say that israel is on another level of bad, even worse than russia, iran, and north korea. i can possibly see someone on the left making the argument that the russian invasion of ukraine isn't as bad as what israel is doing in gaza, or that at least north korea isn't invading any other countries, but... iran??? the country that has a police force designed to enforce religious law, and gets away with murdering women who do not properly cover their hair? the country that props up paramilitary groups in countries all over the middle east, including lebanon, yemen, and yes, palestine?? that's completely ridiculous
but, given how much more israel is in the news nowadays than any of these other countries, i could see why someone would buy this
and now, we're starting to get to the crux of what stonetoss is trying to do. when someone sees this, they might be inclined to agree with it. they might begin to think that israel is the worst country on the planet
and that might not seem so bad at first. but the more you hate israel, especially irrationally, the more you feel allowed to dehumanize those who support it. the more you might be willing to agree with this comic, which came out two days prior to the one above
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this comic says that jews, as a whole have no desire to exist with other people. it is blatantly antisemitic
i'm sure you could imagine some young leftist who sees the comics above this one and thinks, "this guy makes some good points". and then, when they get to this one, they might realize that this is antisemitism
or, they may not.
and that would start them down the road to becoming an antisemite.
this is what stonetoss and other alt-right nutjobs are hoping to achieve. to take left wing fury at israel, and direct it at jews.
we saw it with those neo-nazis at the palestine rally, and we're seeing it again here.
and if you've found yourself agreeing with what stonetoss has said so far, i would like you to see the last comic stonetoss put out before october 7th:
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this horrifically racist comic is in reference to an environmental activist who was murdered by a black man in early october. this blatantly racist garbage is the kind of stuff stonetoss usually puts out.
but as soon as october 7th happened? these were his next two comics:
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stonetoss completely changed the comic's tone as soon as the current crisis started. why?
to get as many people as possible to get on board with hating jews.
and i know many of you might be thinking that "well, everyone knows that stonetoss is racist garbage. nobody is going to fall for this"
except, as we saw with the neo-nazis at the rally for palestine, it's not always that obvious who the antisemites are and who is just rallying for peace. they are often a lot better at disguising it than stonetoss is.
AND EVERYONE NEEDS TO BE AWARE OF THAT
EVERYONE, no matter HOW much experience you have, can fall victim to propoganda. EVERYONE needs to be aware of what people around them are saying, and able to pick out hateful rhetoric, because even the stuff that is just kind of toeing the line of what's hateful is still putting your foot in the door
be cautious, everyone. and stomp out hate where you see it.
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