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“Now, bear in mind,” *I pause, allowing time for you to visualize the bear*

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The lion does not concern itself with the bank account balance when a little treat is calling

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whenever I see archeological remains of a human who suffered from a terrible disease that couldn’t be treated in their lifetime but could be fixed now, this wave of sorrow and mourning washes over me. a woman in the 14th century who spent her 35 years of life bent at the waist because of congenital scoliosis. a man from the 18th century who died because of a non cancerous mass on his jaw that made eating progressively more difficult. remains of a woman from the Neolithic who died in childbirth having evidence of peri-mortem trepanation on her skull.

and yet she survived to 35. and yet the physicians in his time tried to strengthen his jaw. and yet someone 4,000 years ago tried to save someone they loved from dying of preeclampsia/increased cranial pressure. we tried. we tried and we tried and we tried. we failed and we learned but we tried. that’s what makes humans so beautiful.

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“Jergal?” The rat turned to look at him, taken aback. “It was Withers who brought me back.” Raphael blinked. Opened his mouth. Closed it. Reached up to rub his forehead.  They cannot be this stupid, surely.  “You are aware, I am sure,” he finally said, “that Withers was not his name? That was Jergal you had in your camp all along - you were aware of that, weren’t you?” The rat stared. “... The Scribe of the Dead. The Bleak Seneschal.” And stared. “You had the Lord of the End of Everything in your camp and you didn’t know ?” A scowl, arms crossing defensively. “He refused to tell-- how was I supposed to know?”

Hell to Pay, Chapter 4 by @pengychan

I needed a break from thinking yesterday so I colored a doodle from when I was trying to figure out how to draw Raphael and Durge. The yare both so angular, in totally different ways.

A small smattering of other sketchios:

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[fatima aamer bilal, excerpts from days where my whole world is my bed, coffin heart? bury me.]

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You did it accidentally Durge?

the inspiration:

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theres a difference between policing fanwork,

and asking- asking- for a courtesy of not- for example- making sex-hating characters love sex, or aro characters in romantic relationships, when such representation is already hard to come by.

that sort of inclusivity is an extremely important difference, and as far as i can tell is the majority of the loudest voices on the subject.

'proffesionalism'- courtesy and respect- can occur from fans too, and when it comes to inclusivity of representation theres every reason to fight for it.

As an author, what fanfic writers do is none of my business. My job is to create the canon; that is the representation that I as an author have control over. Fanfiction is not something that I should be interacting with or paying attention to at all. That's weird and inappropriate.

Authors that do that are behaving badly.

If you disagree with that, you should not publish your work and thus release it to a wide audience.

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i cannot do another round of "is shaving feminist?" discourse again, i simply cannot do it. is shaving feminist? no! do feminists shave their bodies? yes! is this a deep betrayal of principles? not really! do some women actually shave for the mythical "sensory reasons"? well, considering that my number one reason for shaving my legs in the summer is because my ceiling fan blows on the hair and i'm constantly having mini freakouts that i've got a bug crawling on me, i'd imagine some do! is it okay for a woman to say to herself "i realize i'm mostly doing this because i don't want to be treated worse by people in the world who find my unshaven legs disgusting, but i'm still going to do it because i don't think suffering for no reason is virtuous" and shave? yes! will yelling at her to "think critically about her choices" until she agrees with you actually work? no! does any of this make it any easier to get an abortion in this country? nope! have we replaced the "is this pop star a feminist?" discourse of the 2010s with "are your personal choices antithetical to the tenets of feminism?" discourse in the 2020s, none of which is conveniently focused on the actual loci of power?? hahahahahahaaaaa

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its honestly bananas to me that so many on this website seem to assume that someone's tumblr output is an accurate reflection of their real life priorities and activism and all of their beliefs in order of how hard they believe them. like. idk about you guys but i'm reblogging things that i want to reblog not keeping a minute by minute record of my deepest held beliefs. for one thing my deepest held beliefs are mostly not about star wars

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a quirk of sexting while british is switching from arse to ass. i would never fuck someone in the arse. its impolite.

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it’s necessary to fight back against adult content bans obviously because it leads to queer bans, but also, you cannot forget that we must fight back against these bans because adults have the right to make and enjoy adult content. no credit card company has the right to censor what we look at. yes, this includes the “problematic kinks” and stuff you think is gross and bad. just as we deserve to be openly queer online, we deserve to enjoy adult content without fear of total censorship, and it’s absurd how few places there are to do that online nowadays

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Having parents who aren't as bad as they used to be is crazy cause they'll be sitting there doing some normal shit and you're like kubrick staring at them

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you'll be hanging out with the sweetest person ever and they'll randomly tell you a childhood experience that would have vaporised you and you're like oh we should find your parents and murder them irl

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i want devices that are functional and hardy and i want them to last and fuck the rest of the shit i dont need. my ds and 3ds can lie in sleep mode for months if not years and i can pop them open and they've still got two or three bars left. my old phones in high school could go days without a charge. if i leave my nintendo switch on the floor for a few days doing absolutely fuck all nothing i will turn it on and it will cry to me mother i am dying. i am dying mother. and i tell him he'll never be half the man his brother was and he can't hear me because he's dead

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i've been following you for a long time and i hope you don't mind me asking (i also am sorry if this sounds rude idk how else to word it), how did you come to terms so well with the fact your father did not love you? any advice?

Hey! First off I hope you're not asking because that is the case with you - if it is, I am very sorry.

But also I don't know if I can give you advice because the thing I had to come to terms with was never "my father did not love me" - it was the other way around, tbh. It was having to wrap my mind around the fact he was abusive my entire childhood, AND the knowledge that he 100%, would have (and still would) literally take a bullet for me. It's a bit of a special kind of fucked up, knowing for a fact that the same guy who dragged you across the living room by the hair and a left a bruise from your elbow up to the shoulder would not hesitate to die for you. "What the fuck, man" doesn't begin to cover it.

(Anyway yeah I don't know if I can give advice but if you'd like to talk feel free to drop me a message!)