#that's the name now

[changelingsandothernonsense]

So I spend all this time making the blorbos sad, this calls for some art of them just being stupid together...Sydari and Teldryn are meant to be stupid together 70% of the time XD Let me make them happy for 5 minutes brain!

[fennel-tea-and-nightshade]

Hello, and welcome to a new series, where the only thing I'll do is create pride icons to Hivemind characters because why the hell not. Let's start with Diana because let's be honest, it was kinda obvious. Someone needed to it sooner or later :P

Lesbian flag

(Go get it queen)

Sapphic flag

Polyamorous flag

Art and character, both by: @mirazockt :3

[heartofspells]

Potentially an outtake with Mcgonagall could ge interesting?? I loved how you included her and her role

Oh, yes! Love me a Minnie.

(on an unrelated note, i saw a camper today with Micro Minnie on the back, and that's now her new official nickname. sorry, it's been decided)

Another outtake from At the Healing Edge of Broken, occurring between chapters 10 and 14.

Minerva studies the newcomer standing in front of her. He's fresh-faced, barely out of his nappies. The Association are recruiting children, and she's none too pleased with it. The boy won't stop fidgeting where he's only half-rooted, fingers twitching, tugging at the hems of his shirt, one foot tapping rhythmically, not in impatience, but simply movement, that inability to hold still she's seen countless times before. She barely restrains a sigh. Minerva can tell, just by the expression on his face, that impish glint in his eyes, that this one will be trouble from start to finish.

"Is there something I'm meant to be doing? Like, I dunno…running?" the boy asks haughtily, grey eyes sweeping up and down Minerva's form. Her stern stare doesn't alter or diminish.

"As a matter of fact, I'm happy you asked," she responds, words calm but sharp and clipped. "You're meant to stand still and listen, Black. Can you manage that?"

Sirius Black flashes her what she thinks he assumes is a winning, charming smile. Minerva does not budge. "Suppose we'll both find out, won't we?" he returns cockily, amusement clear in his tone. Minerva finally releases her sigh.

"I am Minerva McGonagall," she informs. "I am the team's manager, responsible for the day-to-day operations. I keep you on schedule, I show you the ins and outs of becoming a proper member. Kit requests go through me. Practice dates and times don't work out with your outside life, that's too bad. Do not tell me. I will not help. Practice times are set in stone. They do not alter expect for the most dire of circumstances."

"So, like if I were to lose a hand…" hedges Black, eyes dancing as he peers at her, "that wouldn't qualify. But if it were a foot or a leg, that might get me time off? What about a toe? How d'you feel about missing toes?"

Minerva thinks it may be possible that she no longer possesses the patience for this anymore. But Black, seeing the whatever look that passes over her features, holds up his hands in appeasement.

"Whoa, it's fine. I'm only having you on, Minnie. I'm flexible. And I've never lost a limb. Or a piece of one. We're golden." His words are cheeky, teasing, but Minerva can see a small glimpse of his nervousness resting just beneath his overconfident exterior. It softens her to him a small amount.

"Do not call me Minnie," warns Minerva severely, but Black doesn't seem fazed.

"No?" he questions, frowning and chewing the inside of his cheek thoughtfully. "What about Minnette?"

Minerva scowls at him.

---

She's seated at an excessively long table. There's never a need for such things. It's all for show, she's learned this in all her years. On the opposite side from where she sits alone, back rigid, posture prim and unforgiving, there are five others. Board representatives from the Association. They're prattling in legalese, saying things she doesn't have much inclination to pay attention to currently. Minerva bites back a scathing comment as they enter into another subsection.

"I'll stop you here," she interjects stonily. "What I'm hearing is not that there's nothing you can do, but that there's nothing you will do. Is that what I'm meant to garner from this terrible conversation?"

"Minerva," attempts a woman she's already forgotten the name of, "with the information you and Alastor have presented, there's really not much proof to these claims."

"Except the several eye-witness accounts from their fellow team members who physically pulled them apart," snaps Minerva before she can stop herself. "Testimonies you're refusing to hear."

"They wouldn't help," says a stocky man to the left of the woman, red-faced and flippant. "If Mr Prewett were to take his claims to the media, we would be facing major inquiries. The entire Association would feel that pressure. We could possible crumble – "

"No, that's all I need to hear, thank you," interjects Minerva bitingly. "You're making your position on all this incredibly clear. However, I am not just dealing with a highly dysfunctional and distrusting team, but also James and Lily Potter. Have you any idea what that's like? They are sickened by this, worried, furious that nothing has yet to be done. Gideon Prewett is still present at every practice, for every game played. He's had no consequences, and the ones Alastor and I have attempted to enact have been forced away by you.

"Meanwhile, Sirius Black sits within his home, barely leaves or speaks to anyone. He is traumatized by what occurred to him under our very noses. And you're simply allowing it to continue, refusing to change anything. You're denying that it happened at all. Sirius does not deserve this, or anyone else it may happen to in the future. Him and everyone else anticipate answers. I expect to deliver. So," she says firmly, her nails tapping over the gleaming wood of the table once, "what are you going to do about it?"

The legal speak returns, and Minerva leaves that too large table and room feeling like a failure, questioning her position, and her use. She questions a great many things, not least of all if she's only adding to the problem by staying where she is.

[annabelle--cane]

vampirism poses the question "what if there was a fundamental, horrible, unending well of want in your soul that, if truly satisfied, would lead to great pain for all those you hold closest and, in turn, their absolute and total revilement of you?" and naturally as a person with no problems I don't relate to this in any way at all.

[thedisablednaturalist]

Im fucking sobbing looking at the new black footed cat at Utah's Hogle zoo

Shes just a fucking baby

Baby with a 60% successful kill rate

[kiryuing]

[mylittleredgirl]

that moment when you cross the point of no return with a character should be accompanied by a specific chime i think. like 🔔 congratulations! this one has been installed in the Permanent Collection and you will never stop thinking about them as long as you live

[stargirl230]

thanks for the light

I was just trying to figure out how procreate works but then the op brainworms got to me and 35 hours later here we are! can you tell I miss home-cooked meals :')

(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)

[kirnet]

LOVE when a video game protag is called a title. The Warden, the Watcher, the Exile…. Yessss be defined by a concept greater than yourself that will ultimately overtake your life

[seagiri]

very sleep deprived doodles of whatever’s going on inside my brain

[narrie]

jewishvoiceforpeace: This is what genocide looks like. These are the 2913 Palestinian children killed by the Israeli military this month, as of Thursday, October 26. As the Israeli airstrikes on Gaza intensify, we recognize with horror and grief that this death toll is already inaccurate.

We demand a ceasefire now to save lives. To stop a genocide. The Israeli military has already erased 47 entire Palestinian families from Gaza's population registry; all members of the family, from all generations, are dead. This is loss beyond measure.

The U.S. is also responsible for this horror. 80% of the bombs that the Israeli military drops on Gaza, that are used to kill these children, are American-made. We are called to do everything we can to stop this genocide.

As we continue to demand a ceasefire and fight for a future where everyone is free and equal and safe, we refuse to forget these lives. We will always affirm that every life is precious.

Every single one of these deaths was preventable. When we say Never Again-for anyone, this is who we mean. Never Again is right now.

Source: Gaza Ministry of Health

[mstrchu]

girl help my friends keep trying to do things that will definitely make them insane

[fennel-tea-and-nightshade]

This a small excerpt from an Asklepios/Rowan scene from Session 14. It took place shortly after Meredith disguised himself as Asklepios, and told everyone that he's fraud. Asklepios and Rowan are sitting on Rowans bed and discussing the recent events. Asklepios takes a deep sigh and lays down.

Asklepios: Life is just getting worse and worse. And honestly, sometimes I'm sick of trying, you know?

Rowan: What do you mean?

Asklepios: I'm *sigh* I'm sick of... everything honstley. I'm sick of everything. I'm sick of this asylum, I'm sick of the anxiety, I'm sick of Nyx and I'm sick of her messing with my life. And I'm sick of..... everything. What is there not be sick of?

[synapple]

I spent like three hours making this

[tittyinfinity]

I was hanging out at the karaoke bar, chatting with a beautiful woman, and we were really hitting it off. I threw a couple of flirtatious comments her way. She giggled nervously, but abruptly stopped and looked at the floor.

She told me that she was too nervous to hit on people because she's trans and worries that people will view her as a predator and that she might get hurt.

My heart sank. I let her know that she could hit on me in whatever way she wanted and I would LOVE it. We spent the rest of the night hanging out and flirting. We ended up making out. It was great.

But I can't stop thinking about how that wasn't the first time a trans woman has said that to me. About how unsafe it is for some women that they feel the need to give out fucking disclaimers to have normal interactions with people.

We have GOT to make the world a safer place for trans women. It pisses me off that there are men at the bar who are openly predatory towards me without fear of consequence, yet a trans woman is too scared to even fucking call me pretty. And that's because she IS more likely to face worse consequences for lesser things! Like what the fuck!

You need to always check on your internalized biases. Being queer yourself doesn't absolve you of transmisogynistic thoughts and behaviors. Being bi/pansexual doesn't mean you don't hold those biases either! If you feel differently about a trans woman hitting on you than you feel about a cis woman or a man hitting on you, you need to evaluate that.

Trans women, I love you so fucking much. You should be able to express attraction and love as freely as everyone else. I hope you can always feel safe around me. And I'll never stop fighting until you can feel safe period.

[beldaroot]

there has been more moments than i can count in the past seven months where i felt destroyed by all the death and carnage i've seen due to the colonialism and imperialism of the world. but there was something in particular about hind's death that made me think the world would stop turning bc how could anything continue given how gruesome and inhumane her death was? and yet, the world did not stop. and i thought we were once again left to remember her story only in our minds as she became another number, as her murderers went on killing unpunished, and as her mother grieved with rage when all she wanted was to keep her daughter warm and as safe as she could manage in this man-made hell on earth.

however, hind, a girl who only got to experience her kindergarten graduation, is now being immortalized in universities across the nation. her story did resonate to the masses and we will not let her be forgotten nor forgive those complicit in her death. real justice would be having hind alive, but these students are showing that they will stop the world and burn the status quo it upholds to the ground if it means her people can truly be liberated.