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theorangepdf · 11 months ago
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the epidemic of grown adults playing tiktoks at full volume in public is rampant why are you acting like a 7 year old with their first ipad you have a mortgage
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monsterhospital · 2 years ago
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remcadll · 3 months ago
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Dick is never going to get to have a midlife crisis because Bruce is going through his for him. also because he will not be making it to 40.
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metamorphesque · 9 months ago
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the unbearable lightness of being, philip kaufman 1988 / henri de toulouse-lautrec/ peter wever / egon schiele
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lord-m · 1 year ago
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pathetic isn’t really a word I‘d use for colin bridgerton. simon rather dying than marrying daphne was pathetic. anthony going through with marrying edwina until SHE mustered the courage to call everything off was pathetic.
colin contemplating his feelings, calling out his male acquaintances for their chauvinism, seeking advice from his mother and then immediately taking action and putting himself out there without even knowing if his feelings are reciprocated is the complete opposite of pathetic. that requires a whole lot of bravery.
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atlas-hope · 22 days ago
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they are so stupid. god
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cusn0 · 27 days ago
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the probability of your creepy boss randomly giving you balloons is low, but never zero 👁️
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frownyalfred · 2 months ago
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"Batman & Superman friendship" you mean the thing they do while waiting on a mission where Bruce purposefully pops his shoulder a little too hard just to watch Clark's expression twist up in horror? you mean the two adults who play the "guess how long I've been holding my breath" game together during boring JL meetings via enhanced hearing + insane breath control? the two men who hold the Earth's security between them and maybe three other people, who win points over the other by dating the same people and either 1) making the news just so the other has to write a headline about it OR 2) writing the most whackadoodle version of that headline that can still be considered "truth" just for shits and giggles? THOSE guys??
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feliville · 4 months ago
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[OC] A drawing of the main character of the story I'm working on; Zayd, getting a retwist by his lover Santiago.
for @creatingblackcharacters' Black History Month challenge !
I wanted to draw something sweet + joyful for the challenge, and since Valentine's day also just happened, I've picked my main OC couple as the subjects : -]. Someone trusting their partner well enough to let them do their hair is such a sweet scenario, it's been stuck in my mind ever since I read it in this lesson.
To my Black audience, thank you so much for being here!! The amount of time and care given to learn how to properly draw Black characters will always be worth it if it means I can draw and write characters you like and can relate to; you deserve faithful and loving depictions of Blackness in any media you like 💜
Tagging @prozac and @6edbuge to participate if you wanna : -] !!
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inkskinned · 5 months ago
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you know, you know. no gods, no masters, no kings on pedestals. everyone is fallible. death of the author. you know! you are balanced about your intake of media - you allow the wiggle room, the grace, the gratitude, the skepticism. nobody above criticism.
but still. a weird gut-punch feeling, something akin to betrayal. you read the article. surprise! an author you love is actually: a serial fucking predator.
well, shit. what now. no, you knew he was a person (all people are), but now you're wondering - what have i overlooked by accident? what messages have i internalized that are strange and cruel? and also, like, what the fuck?
his actions lay a thick glaze on top of everything. like each place is now ruined, opaque in a new way. but okay, fine, you've done this before. you knew better, right? you've been betrayed by many a cherished childhood author.
still, this stickiness. fuck. can you pick up that book again. will you read it to your children. you've recommended it to others - will you ever do that again? and of course, of course, no parasocial relationships. you were theoretically above this kind of sentiment. but the artist informs the art, right.
so it's not something as clear-cut as feeling he owed you, specifically (a stranger) better behavior - just that you kind of, in a distant and odd way... sort of trusted him to do better. it's not like a real trust or something speakable, just the faint hope that the product (good books) was a thin representation of the soul. now it feels like the product (good? books?) was a mask. in some small or insignificant way, your previous support of this person lent them power. your money and your time and your laughter.
and the thing is - you have this terrible, echoing sensation. how many times will this happen? over and over. you find out that the singer you love is actually a predator. you learn over drinks that your favorite high school english teacher is in jail for what he did to her. you listen to the news idly and suddenly discover that a woman you used to idolize has been abusing her kids for an actual eon.
what can you touch without the static melting off. you can't even really complain about it too much (you were supposed to know better, and besides, you don't want the same re-split "it's not your fault, love what you love" basic advice), but now it's here. somehow, it feels like - you let him into your life.
it's not that things need to be pure or an artist has to be like, endlessly perfect, mindful. demure. it's more just this terrible truth that has been replayed through your veins so often it feels criminally vain. power corrupts, absolute power corrupts absolutely. did you want any one person to be worth that power?
it's just that he wrote books where he seemed to understand that. he seemed to know about hierarchies and unfair systems and bigotry and privilege. you thought they were books about what it means to struggle. you thought they were about having power and still using it for good rather than for control. he spooned you a narrative of being a good guy, a kind soul. you fucking bought what that fucking monster sold.
maybe that's why they were fantasies, after all.
#spilled ink#warm up#oh im .... sick to my stomach.#i talked to him. like ....... we talked. that man interacted with my poetry and writing.#that article.... gutwrenching. i am so sorry to everyone he's ever even been in the room with.#i feel.... like... unbearably. sick.#he acted like he was cool and friends with me!! we were cool internet writers together!!!!!#i feel sick for even having been polite to him.#i ...... am experiencing something so fucking complicated.#i wonder how many of u are feeling that too. like ''oh i sent him an ask and he was funny and sweet''#THATS HOW THEY GET U. ..... and YES I KNOW!!!#i am so fucking well-read about parasocial relationships. it would just be nice to like. trust that someone ISNT#hiding a huge fucking background of BEING A COMPLETE MONSTER. LIKE WHAT THE FUCK.#by the way i am not part of a fandom. this is “what the fuck i accidentally supported a rapist” not#“but my showww”. like i care far more about like. the human cost.#but also like... people are people. idk i saw a take on here about how nobody should mourn the books#and idk. people almost always reply to any scenario with their personal experience first -#''i knew him'' or ''wow i was just at that store'' or ''i grew up there'' or whatever. because that is how we establish connection &#emotional weight. that's just... a person thing. and there is a difference between 'oh this guy is a monster'' & the feeling of:#he's been a monster and i SUPPORTED THAT. i CELEBRATED him. i !!! a fucking victim myself!!!!!!!!! SUPPORTED . HIM.#i am sick. i feel so much pain for her and everyone he's ever hurt. saying ''the books are ruined'' is i think ... like how people say#they're shocked and disgusted by him. (obviously there's nuance here. im sure there's some creep doin it wrong. but u know. in general)#idk..... im an author. i understand my work is in your life in whatever small way. i understand that connection. it's real.
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milkamel · 2 months ago
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Eepy Sage 💔💔 finallyyy I doodled TruthlessSage again I love them so much I can now rest peacefully
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gotchibam · 1 year ago
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Rockruff and Houndoom ko-fi doodle for teethcritter!
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bemorch · 6 months ago
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We are so back
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metamorphesque · 8 months ago
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"The Unbearable Lightness of Being", Milan Kundera (translated by Michael Henry Heim)
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perotovar · 5 months ago
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Mr. Cage, what is your favorite movie? That's one of those questions that's impossible to answer! Because, you see, 100+ years of rich cinema. You can't just limit it to one. All right, let's do top three. You start. Number one: Face/Off. Oh, thank you. Number two, let me think... The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari. You love Caligari?? I love Caligari! Wow, I was beginning to think I was the only one! It's hard, it's like you said, "100+ years of rich cinema".
THE UNBEARABLE WEIGHT OF MASSIVE TALENT (2022) dir. Tom Gormican
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pedrospascaled · 8 months ago
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@giftober 2024 | DAY 24: Summer Time ➛ The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent (2022)
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