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Happy bi visibility day!!!! 💗💜💙

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by @again_055

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Squeeeee they look so majestic ahhhh

by 充满希望的小羊  / CCL

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hehehe the little lemonade stand >B)

Kid x Rosa

Likes and Reblogs are appreciated

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Omgosh the art is BeAUTiFUl

Art for "The choiceless hope in grieft" by Glimmerglanger on AO3. (1/3)

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This is stupid as fuck but consider:

Thor and Loki wanting to prove Loki's innocence to midgardians and deciding to make a movie about themselves (because mortals tend to watch movies much more than plays) so they make the fucking Thor 1 movie (except with all the deleted scenes) like a comedy in which the hero becomes worthy, while it's a drama for Loki. And theeen they make the fucking Avengers movie (again, with more Loki scenes because they're trying to prove his innocence AND trying to get people to like him)

And people just come out of theaters and their only concern is if Thor is/was banging his brother

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❀ Follow for more of those little Loki things :) ❀

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I think some people don't get the fact that you can still like something and point out the flaws, as if that makes you less of a fan to point out stuff that's wrong with it. Taking everything as "garbage in, garbage out" just shows how much of mindless clone you are who will swallow anything that's currently popular in the mainstream lmao

I follow a few anti tags and I find it hilarious that 1) many pro series fans tag their stuff with “anti x” because they want us to see their posts (and to start fights, I suppose) and 2) the arguments they use are pretty much always personal.

“You just hate that a woman beat Loki”, “you don’t like the romance because you’re biphobic”, “you don’t like Sylvie because you’re a misogynist”, “you don’t like the kiss because you have repressed feelings for your siblings”, “you don’t want Loki to have a partner because you want to fuck Hiddleston”.

(All those are arguments I have seen on this site more than once).

I mean, the very moment you make it personal you’re no longer worth the discussion. It’s hilarious that they’re making a moral judgement of someone they don’t know based on what fictional characters they like or dislike.

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I'm currently in a fandom that's been getting more and more toxic each day. Not everyone is like that, but there's some BNFs (for lack of a better word) who are very loudly behaving like a pack of mean girls. I haven't been having a good time in fandom in months. I want this to be a nice place for everyone, but I'm angry and frustrated all the time, and I have reason to believe I'm not the only one. Any advice? I want to be here, I do, but the loud ones are awful people.

For those who don’t know, a BNF is a Big Name Fan. These are the writers and artists that everyone knows. The ones who wrote a popular fic or have a famous piece of fanart etc. The term often has a negative connotation to it because of situations like the one anon is outlining. 

In my own fandom experiences, the best thing to do is to block the mean girls. Block anyone who participates in their mean girl shenanigans. Pretend they don’t exist, and just have fun with everyone else. As long as they’re getting attention, they’re not going to change - so stop giving them attention. Even if they keep doing what they’re doing, you’ll still be better off because you won’t be seeing it on the daily. 

Follow the people in fandom who make you happy. Reblog their art. Comment on their fics. Send them asks and messagees. Gift them things. Prompt them. Just generally interact. Have fun with the people you like and ignore the ones who drive you nuts. 

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No words just (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ(●’3)♡(ε`●)

by @LWL1L48X5fcyMGY

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Dies of cuteness

‘When Loki is exiled from Asgard, Thor spirits away his lover to Midgard, and away from any of the harm hate could inflict. He has no desire returning to the throne, since it was the very title that pushed all that he cared for or believed to rejection. Instead, he flees to the world he loves and takes them to hide and covert their secret pregnancy, that Thor will do everything in his power to care and protect. An issue Thor knew his father would not let end pleasantly...

He takes them to a gap in the deepest of forests Loki has ever witnessed and finds a simple home of stick and rock that remind him to be in the stories their mother used to tell.

Thor is stern and beside himself with a worry that Loki feels in the pit of his own stomach as well. Though as the weeks carried on, and the thought of harsh and uninviting people remain silent, the two start to let their armor drop and allow themselves to let their skin feel the softness of the grass outside their door.

Loki soon settles into their small warm cabin and finds his nerves to feel as calm as the air of this stranger of a world. There is a unspoken happiness that both had only hoped to have felt in their most fervid of dreams, and they both let that feeling seep through every space in their home. Thor relishes watching his Loki grow through the gentle weeks, loving the experience of seeing his heir bringing a softness to Loki’s form and a domestic care in his eyes. Loki starts a habit soon on, by allowing his hand to prop and caress on the tender bump of his unborn child. An expression that felt more open then Thor ever saw his Loki share amongst another. It was ever the more so pleasant when Loki even allowed Thors great palm to come in contact with his rounded tummy and feel what the two had started. An action that Thor became quite obsessed with doing, and delightfully enough, Loki seemed to enjoy the attention from.

As the months calmly went on, the sun soon settled on the day Loki feels a difference in himself and he is adamant to express this to his love early in that afternoon while picking the sour berries that grow near the spring. Thor shows a simplicity in his concern to give Loki a reassurance on the tensely mater, but feels a great weight of nerves and fright at the concept of his Loki going soon into labor.

That night, with the moon at its fullest, Loki feels something give way in his tender center and a fear mixed delight washes up his chest. Their room is quickly readied to bring the child into their world. The fire in the hearth warms the air with a steady apprehension that keeps Thor’s words kind and assuring. The hours melt on into the nightly morning and it is then that the two meet their wailing infant face to face for the first time.

After Thor cleans away all the natural disarray child birth brings, he settles his great form as slightly as he could on the bed near his exhausted Loki. Feeling his heart scratch at its love-note in his chest, writing down all these new heavy expressions of affection he had never known till now, now that his eyes had fallen to the infant protected at its momma’s chest. The child’s damp hair soon dries to thin locks of golden, soft on the skin of Thor’s fingertips as he aquatinted himself with his precious son.

After the babe swiftly calms into rest against his mother, Thor kisses Loki on the temple with a softness that feels as delicate as the aura around them. Neither speak to each other for a while. The focus of their loves work taking full attention of their hearts. Loki feels so much in these moments, that all he could do is cry. A soft kind of weep that keeps grace in his expression, but rims parts of his features with a blush of red that the power of his love burns his skin with. His heart is so full that he feels a tear in his chest that brings a fear of already he wouldn’t know how to live without his little being, if he should have to. A shaking need denied all other thinking parts of his mind, besides for the necessity to keep his arms around the little boy, to bring him ever nearer to his bosom.

The house was quiet, only the sounds of crackling spits coming from the hearth, and the new breathing of a little heart beating its way into this beginning life. A sound the two become most obsessed with.

After Loki’s heart began to settle from its race of feeling so many things, he feels his eyes began to blur with exhaustion. And in that calm of a moment, a tune ever so quietly came from Loki’s lungs as natural as breath, and he found his own mothers comforting melody coming to relax he and his own. Thor cradles Loki’s heavy head with the warmth of his palm and kisses him again, with his nose pressed affectionately into his dark locks. The whisper of loving statements flowing from out of his heart and flooding heavily into Loki’s as Thor breathily spoke.

The tune soon spent Loki of what little strength he had remaining and soon fell into a sleep as deep and comforting as his sons. His mind blank of dreams. Only filled with all the emotions his heart never knew itself could hold. Thor remained awake through most of the waking early hours, his fatherly need to protect his own even if their were no threats near by, kept his fatigue of all that had encountered at bay. Even though he had been through many battles that spent out many a day, his chest never felt as tired as he did in that moment.

However, when the pure sunlight began to seep it’s foggy glow through the gaps of branch through the forest, was it then that Thor gave in to his need of rest.

His last sights that hour being of his sons pleasant sleeping face and the name on his tongue being the love of his Loki he held in his arms.

They spent many years in the tiny cabin. Even as their family grew with each new little being they brought into their lives, they didn’t leave from which they had began. Only remaining in the safety of each other and in the home they had built based on their most wanted dreams.

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by @okashi_emerald

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Marvel Studios’ Assembled: The Making of Loki

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i think what bothers me most about the anti argument of “if you’re ACTUALLY writing to vent your trauma, then why do you need to share it” isn’t even how like, grossly victim shaming that is because it’s really abhorrent to tell people that their trauma is unattractive and shouldn’t be shown to other people;

it’s that it completely ignores what is cathartic about sharing your fucking feelings. we are social creatures. when we are sad, or in love, or angry, or happy, or have any strong feelings, we want to share them. and arguing that it’s inherently evil to want to share painful and difficult feelings just because YOU have decided that it is is so fucking ugly of you. not everyone processes things by journaling or writing to themselves, or meeting with their therapist.

some people find healing and catharsis through sharing their experiences and saying “here, here is something beautiful that i was able to make from something ugly, and i’m proud of that.” some people find value in themselves again by realizing that other people who have been through the same things still have value, too, and they find those people by saying “hey, this is what my experiences are.”

to suggest that someone deserves to sit with their experiences alone because their way of coping and connecting with others COULD be misinterpreted or make other people uncomfortable is disgusting. therapy isn’t a fix all for everything, you don’t magically become healed from all trauma and have the answers to all things coping just because you’re in therapy. talking to people you trust isn’t always an option because some people don’t want to disclose their trauma to people that they know, and they may only feel safe disclosing to people who have no way of knowing who they are in real life.

i’ve been to lots and lots of therapists over the course of my life, been in and out of psych hospitals, and whaddya know, i even have a degree in psychology now! and you know what psychology DOESN’T say?

you know what not a single one of my therapists has ever told me? “don’t share the parts of yourself that hurt because they might hurt someone else.”

you know what they HAVE said to me many times? “when you share with others, you have to remember that not everyone can handle the same things you can, so be mindful of that.”

and that is not AT ALL the same as your “stfu and don’t show this to other people” argument, especially when someone is sharing on a platform like ao3 that intentionally makes it so that we can cater the content we see to our specific needs and wants and comforts, which allows us to be extremely mindful of others. and breaking down the tag system- which is literally the key feature that allows us to be able to do that- is not an act of protest; it’s throwing a tantrum because you don’t want to take personal responsibility for the content you consume on a website that nobody is forcing you to be on.

i started writing fanfic when i was a teenager in the first place BECAUSE my therapist encouraged me to do it, and she encouraged me to share it online, because it made me feel fucking proud of myself. it helped me make friends in an environment that i felt comfortable in for the first time. it gave ME control over my narratives.

so i don’t want to hear this “well if it’s REALLY to process your trauma then go to therapy and don’t share it online” bullshit. because that proves you sincerely have no idea what the hell you’re talking about and why what you’re saying is significantly more psychologically damaging to someone who is trying to express themselves in a way that they feel comfortable with.

it’s really, really ironic that people are using 1984 to wreck the tagging system, because antis are the ones wanting to punish people for thoughtcrimes and pretend that every person who has ever had an intrusive thought/ fucked up fantasy/ dark interest and has written or read about it is an irredeemably guilty evil maniac for doing so.

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I WHEEZED