#i don't have a tag for this

[neurodecadence]

[formerlyashkatom]

I don't want to reblog it because there are so many bad takes on it but there's a post in my for you quoting a tweet that says 'I'm an ally, but gay people make a lot of really bad webcomics. Not my business but you should figure this out internally probably'

counterpoint: bad webcomics are the backbone of society, let people cook.

[misdreavusplush]

@radaverse i'm likee freezing from your coolness!!!

[cb-writes-stuff]

THE SNIPPET!!!

I am so excited to share this with y’all. This is the opening scene of the novel I’m working on, which at the moment doesn’t have a proper title. I don’t really have much to say about it, so I’ll just get right to it.

Edit: Added a cut. This post is only for the dedicated

There was barely time to react.

Stepping through the door, Nauth caught something in the corner of his eye. Something glinting in the dark. Instincts kicking in, he jumped back, but it wasn’t enough. A dagger blade cut through tunic and shirt, met skin, stung his arm. The attacker took another stab and swung, forcing a retreat.

Nauth grabbed a stool, flinging it at the black figure with the dagger. He ran out the back door, not waiting to see if it connected.

Hopping over the parapet of the small courtyard, he looked to his left and right. The sun had set and the streets were lit by soft lantern light. The streets were empty. The streets were quiet.

A clatter. A glance. The attacker in the doorway.

Nauth turned left and bolted down the street. A second set of footfalls was coming closer.

Sprinting through the gate, guards shouted at the both of them. Nauth ignored it. Turn down this street, and that one, weaving his way west. In the Market District, he could get lost in the crowd.

The streets were stained in rainbow hues by the light filtered through multicolor canvas canopies. However thin, the crowd would be enough. Turning a corner, he looked back.

The figure in black was gone.

Nauth stopped running. Panting, he looked around. His arm stung. His lungs burned. He scanned the crowd. No figure in black.

Finally, a moment to rest. He inspected the cut through the hole in his clothes. Only surface-level. It would heal. He looked down one street, and shook his head. Turning down another, he walked. Quickly. Leaving the Market District, making his way east. He couldn’t be sure he was safe.

On the way, he took stock of what he had. His cloak. A water bag. A satchel, and a couple belt pouches. A coin purse, light. His sandals. It would have to do.

At the stables, he picked out a brown gelding, sleek and quick, saddled it, and mounted. The horse obliged. Nauth did his best not to look nervous guiding it through the streets.

At the north gate, white-cloaked men and women made vigil, ringing soft bells at regular intervals. They gave Nauth warm smiles before shifting to an expression of concern. He repaid their smiles with a grimace. He didn’t want to flee on such a night, but he had no choice. He urged the horse on, into the dark.

What had happened? How had it happened? Nauth shook his head, trying to make sense of it. The past week had been so normal. Why now? And why at all?

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Who else didn’t make the cut?

[midnightmah07]

I got bored

[sullfurtv]

Orange juice that defies gravity 😍

Pipe needs his late night snacks

[mirabilefuturum]

“I am the legitimate representative of the Palestinian children. The child within me speaks: I don’t want somebody coming from London or somebody coming from the other side of the world to tell me what is the struggle of the Palestinian children. The Palestinian society has been hijacked by criminals and anybody who takes their side is participating in their crime.”

“We have to separate between what is the so-called Palestinian cause and Hamas cause. This is my message as an ex-Hamas member, as a son of one of Hamas founders, enough of this. If we don’t stop them now, the next war is going to be deadlier, and only God knows what will happen next.”

https://www.timesofisrael.com/son-of-hamas-in-interview-terrorists-brought-wrath-of-god-with-october-7-attack

[utilitycaster]

I do low-key hate the term "Mary Sue" in that it is definitely a real phenomenon, but also it's mostly used by people either bullying 14-year-old girls, or people who don't like a female character for stupid reasons.

With that said, we should probably take a good hard look at Mr. Drizz't Purple Eyes Best Fighter His House Has Seen In A Century Saved From Certain Death By The Timely Assassination Of His Brother By His Other Brother Only Good Drow Do'Urden. I mean, I am not mad about it but also.

edit: making this non-rebloggable for reasons that will be made available in a post that is in progress.

[midnightwinterhawk]

Shout out to the person who went through and liked about 90 of my Hawkeye posts while I was asleep. You have excellent taste.

[neurodecadence]

Made another short signs story. It's about a lot of things, really.

[miranhas-art]

Was deep in thoughts about Javi today

[littleperilstories]

A(n Anachronistic) Round-Up of Historical Women's Clothing Items I've Mentioned in The Prince of Thieves

I'm not an expert. At all. I am just bit of a nerd! (I've literally worn all of above items before. Well, like...not those exact ones. But like...ok you get what I mean.)

It simply occurred to me that not everyone will know what I mean when I say "short gown," "petticoat," or "whites," etc. So here you go.

Short Gown - A blouse worn like a shirt, over a chemise (and maybe stays/a corset). I believe this is more of a peasant-y, low-class fashion example. Also, pretty sure women weren't wearing short gowns & coloured petticoats in the same time period as the dress pictured above, but whatever. It's my universe and I can do what I want.

Coloured Petticoats - Two coloured skirts, both tied around the waist. No need for them to be the same colour or even match. Worn with a short gown, which also doesn't need to match. The hem of the top skirt might be tucked up into the waistband so both skirts are visible.

Dress / Frock - I know you all know what a dress is. The image above is from the late 1820s. Long sleeves and pretty patterns!

Petticoat / Underskirt - A plain, layered or ruffled skirt meant to be worn underneath a dress. It adds shape and volume and swish. Considered to be underwear.

Chemise / Shift - Actual historians and experts might differentiate between these two terms. For this story, I'm not, and I didn't google it either. This is a long, wide-necked undershirt worn beneath the outer layers of clothing. It kind of looks like an old-timey nightgown. If the person is wearing stays or a corset, it also goes under that. The chemise is the layer closest to the skin. It shouldn't be visible to others.

Whites - chemise + petticoat ( + stays/corset + socks + any other underwear being worn), also known as underclothes or underwear. Called "whites" because of the white fabric used to make them. It would be very unseemly indeed to be caught running around in your whites. It's like one step away from being naked!

Neck Kerchief - A triangular or square (folded into a triangle) shaped cloth meant for modesty and, I don't know, maybe warmth? Wearing your neck kerchief prevents anyone from seeing the scandalous skin around your neck, shoulders, and chest. You can tuck it into your dress or wear it on the outside. As long as you're wearing it, you hussy.

Pocket - A literal tie-on bag. You tie it around your waist, and put stuff in your pocket through a nice opening in the front. Wear under your apron for added security (it'll be invisible). Very useful indeed. Good for keeping secret messages or stolen goods.

Either not pictured or mentioned in the story:

Socks / Stockings. Make sure they go up to your knees!

Apron. Good for wiping your hands, carrying items that won't fit in your pocket, fanning fires, putting out fires, wiping your face, cleaning the kitchen table....the list goes on and on.

Day cap. It's a little cloth hat thing to cover your hair. I didn't bother writing day caps into The Prince of Thieves because I like the aesthetic of hair blowing in the wind, swinging in front of someone's face, or occasionally getting grabbed by a bad guy.

Corset / Stays. These two terms do NOT mean the same thing, but for the purposes of this post, it's fine. They add structure underneath the dress. Here's a link to a website that explains the difference. I forgot stays existed so Bree and Colette, uh, don't wear them because....because they don't own any stays, and anyway, there's no one to tell them they should wear them.

Links for Images! They do not belong to me.

[stargatelov3r]

thank you for tagging me @mathgirl24!

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tagging @aurelia-which-means-sunrise @kira-nerys-rocks and @foxmuld3r <3

[tobeblamed]

We Recreated the Show’s Iconic Promoshoots /  @sunsymbols

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