#invisible fire

[the-real-list-of-ominous-threats]

hydrogen fire somewhere in your house. Where? Surprise :) Also I have stolen all your brooms :)

[skullingwaydraws]

A recent illustration I made to submit to a show about disability

I wanted to depict pain and work. It wasn't selected, but I still wanted to share for any who relate 💕

[comic-art-showcase]

Fantastic Four by Phil Noto

[bingqiv]

this is because whenever an afab person in history shows (what we would classify as) a hint of being a trans man, history consistently misgenders them and states that they cosplayed as a man because they existed in a patriarchal society.

also the term transfeminate was coined in the 1656 which was predominantly described people transitioning from women to men. but sure we didn’t exist back then.

[astrobei]

they see right through me/can you see right through me/i see right through me

[anguishmacgyver]

[hauntedbythenarrative]

Invisible string, Taylor Swift//House of the Dragon (2022-)

[fieriframes]

[Farewell vicious night. The Ancient Fire calls your name. The invisible spiral will always remember the responders to the Midnight Caller. The ones who write the stories. And to whom the stories go. Perhaps the eternal moon will rise again. Perhaps the darkness has reached its end.]

XIV - La Ville Invisible

Après être arrivé au lieu où se confondent existence et non-existence, une porte verte est apparue, invoquée là depuis les plaines pastorales de la plus ancienne Arcadie. J'ai chanté à la porte ces paroles qui précédaient les ténèbres : Daphnis ego in silvis, hinc usque ad sidera notus.

Des années de mystère m'avaient amené à ce seul paragraphe. Un voyage où, à chaque étape du chemin, j'espérais une conclusion, mais j'ai reçu davantage de questions à la place. Cette fois ne faisait pas exception.

Je l'ai répété encore et encore dans mon esprit. C'était enivrant. Ça ressemblait à une incantation pour des esprits puissants, comme écrit dans les livres. Mais les esprits ne sont jamais venus à moi. Même mes rêves avaient commencé à échapper à ma mémoire, comme l'amnésie dans une berceuse.

J'ai appris autant que possible sur la partie la plus significative du paragraphe : Daphnis ego in silvis, hinc usque ad sidera notus. Je fus Daphnis, habitant des bois, d’où mon nom s’est élevé jusqu’aux cieux. Cette épitaphe qui apparaît sur de nombreuses pierres tombales arcadiennes. Les origines mêmes de l’expression Et In Arcadia Ego. Les mots qui ont précédé les ténèbres.

J'ai appelé Mars Éditions encore et encore, personne ne répondait. Je suis allé au 12 Rue Jacob, mais l'enseigne au néon était éteinte et il n'y avait personne à l'intérieur. J'ai appelé The Library of Babel à Londres où j'ai acquis Nuit Sans Fin, sachant exactement à quoi m'attendre. C'est-à-dire pas de réponse.

Il me semblait que j'étais vraiment seul.

Dès le début, on avait eu l’impression que quelqu’un, ou peut-être l’univers, essayait de parler sans voix. Si j'étais honnête avec moi-même, aussi fou que ça puisse paraître, j'avais l'impression que Leonora elle-même essayait de me dire quelque chose. Chaque fois que j’arrivais dans une impasse, j’avais l’impression de la laisser tomber.

Cette ultime impasse n’a fait qu’intensifier mon intérêt pour cette phrase latine particulière et tout ce qui l’accompagnait. J'ai plongé non seulement dans le monde de l'épopée romaine et de la mythologie celtique, mais aussi dans celui de Leonora et d'autres artistes surréalistes. Livres, expositions, cours du soir, documentaires, tout ce que je pouvais trouver.

Je dois admettre que le rayon de ce nouvel intérêt s'est élargi de jour en jour et j'ai découvert de nouvelles avenues et de nouveaux mystères à explorer. Remedios Varo, Dorothea Tanning, Noëmi Manser, Kati Horna, Hilma af Klint, Julia Soboleva ont tous transformé ma vie en un rêve ambulant et ont ajouté une touche de magie à ma façon de penser et de voir le monde. Comme si mes yeux s'étaient ouverts sur “l'autre Paris”, l'invisible, les passages secrets entre les couches.

Malgré cela, Leonora ne m'a jamais quitté. J'ai une obligation envers elle que je n'ai pas remplie. Je ne sais pas quand, je ne sais pas comment, mais j'espère plus que tout qu'un jour je pourrai répondre à l'appel. Que si je peux enfin être là pour elle. Pour son esprit. Pour jouer mon rôle. Il y a une raison pour laquelle elle m'a trouvé, mais je ne la connais pas encore.

En attendant, je la garde dans ma vie. Dans mes rêves, en cette nuit sans fin. 𑁍

[uncanny-tranny]

I think if we are to do marginalized communities good, it'll help to remember that often, marginalized people who seem to be "forgotten about" in the mind of bigots aren't being treated well by them either - so many marginalized people are forcibly erased and made invisible. That is not a neutral action; it is a form of violence. Not all violence will present itself in the extreme of facing physical violence. The core of any violence against marginalized peoples will often come from a similar level of hatred for them. That's why it's so important to combat all violence, even the forms of violence you don't perceive "as harmful" as other forms.

[thegothicviking]

Highly underrated Rammstein live video! 🔥 Why only 130 likes?? The quality is amazing and some props are kinda untraditional when you think about who's using them...+ That energetic audience is amazing❤

[akkivee]

maybe if we ask nintendo very nicely—

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

holding onto the idea of "invisible string" keeping the relationship alive when things got hard and confusing like...

The point of "invisible string" isn't necessarily that they're fated, it's that it's nice to pretend that was the case. They're a series of coincidences that made them the people they are that happened to land them in the same spot at the same time where they met and hit it off and the rest is history. Taken on their own they don't indicate some cosmic link drawing them together, but they're a series of thousands of minute choices throughout their lives that tell their individual stories and now they're joined for their story together.

So what happens when the choices you continue to make are hurting you? But, those choices once led to the greatest joy of your life (or so you thought), so surely that could once be your fate again. You hold on for dear life (until old habits die screaming, ahem). You make more choices to try to get back to when it was just so pretty to think that you were fated to be together.

(And that's how "invisible string" ends up on the set list for your world tour while you're desperately trying to keep that relationship alive because isn't it just so pretty to think that this could work out.)

[comic-art-showcase]

Fantastic Four by Stephen Byrne

[sysig]

Skelefam

Unfortunately, as much as I love this mod - I mean, it’s beautiful! Just look at it! - it does have a game-crashing bug D: For some reason skeletons can’t get jobs, it crashes the game lol, so as much as I’d love to have Gaster in the Science career, he is a stay-at-home parent! That’s fine, nannies suck in TS2 lol. There’s also only a few clothing options but I’m gonna try some poking around to at least expand upon what’s there already :D

I ended up using the stretchSkeleton cheat - hehe, skeleton - to make Papyrus a bit taller and Sans a bit smaller. It’s only really noticeable in their ankles, and their animations are a bit misaligned, but other than that it’s very cute! :D Sans is also chubby but it’s kinda hard to tell :0

Sans, stop breaking the fourth wall!

Look how little he is compared to his brother hehe

Also, and I did not edit or plan this - they naturally started falling into their relationship dynamics! Gaster and Sans have a much lower Short Term Relationship here than Gaster and Papyrus haha

Would that I could! I was still testing at this point and yup, it crashed. Sadge

Well even if I can’t get the jobs, I can still cheat-unlock the Career Awards! Scientist behaviour lol

Look at their delicate little haaands

Did you know that Gaster sucks? He does!

Oh what are skeletons not your type? Don’t be rude

Sans even rejected him when Gaster offered to dance together! I love them

Gaster’s POV - he was listening to Sans tell a joke and next in the queue Papyrus wanted to show off to him. So accurate haha

Papyrus’ POV, of course he’s friends with both of them, sweet boy

And Sans’, look at how much more he thinks of his brother over Gaster! What more could I ask for honestly

Only concerned with Gaster seeing lol, Papyrus is way closer! He doesn’t count haha

Racecar bed babyyyy

Retextured the outfit for Papyrus, so now they’re much easier to tell apart! :D

Crossover babies ♪ One of the Todds walked by and I just now realized I also gave them a red/blue twin aesthetic haha

And that’s all he’ll want and care about from now on :)

Hehe. He gets it!

Papyrus is bad at making friends! Sans there in the background passively ++ing with Todd lol, he’s a natural

[leannareneehieber]

(Pictured: Carnations laid in honor of the dead at the sidewalk of NYU's Brown Building. Photo by Leanna Renee Hieber)

On March 25, 1911, a fire broke out on the top floors of the Asch Building. The Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire took the lives of 146 people, most of them women and girls. As a NYC tour guide of over 15yrs, I speak about this site with vehemence. Never forget the importance of modern labor laws and the lives lost before we gained these rights. Andrea Janes and I wrote about this site, and its importance in the capacity of residual haunting, in our book A HAUNTED HISTORY OF INVISIBLE WOMEN. Our chapter on the fire, Industrial Monsters, is up on the Boroughs of the Dead blog: https://boroughsofthedead.com/industrial-monsters-ghosts-of-the-triangle-shirtwaist-factory/

Please support union workers and legislation aimed at shoring up worker protections. Honor the dead.

[dndtreasury]

Cloak of Smoke & Cinder by Griffon's Saddlebag