irl is crazy and i haven't had much time to be here for like 6 months now --
-- but --
i originally started this blog in 2014 because Dragon Age: Inquisition was releasing
so i have to come back online and be utterly unwell about DA4 (ʘ‿ʘ✿)
@arcanistvysoren / arcanistvysoren.tumblr.com
irl is crazy and i haven't had much time to be here for like 6 months now --
-- but --
i originally started this blog in 2014 because Dragon Age: Inquisition was releasing
so i have to come back online and be utterly unwell about DA4 (ʘ‿ʘ✿)
so, today we, russian queers, may become "extremists" by decision of russian supreme court and thus our existence will be silenced and erased. any queer activism will be impossible for us. I don't know what to do anymore. I was heartbroken when they passed the laws about "gay propaganda" and transgender people, now I'm just numb. I don't want to escape. I just want to live safely in my own country.
I'm still sort of on hiatus here, but yeah.... so this happened.
Things I can add from a personal experience:
My best friend casually mentioned to me a couple of weeks back: You know, I accidentally rewatched “A Few Good Men”, and let met tell you, Tom Cruise and Kevin Bacon, there’s just something there… She was right. There is. And I wrote a fic about it. And my friend is a horrible enabler you can all either thank her or blame her, whichever.
can we please not. i love this movie, and i am *so very deeply* on the tommy and demi train for this particular film that it screams from the very depth of my bone structure
😶😶😶 am i having a stroke? did you reblog a post from the year of 2015 with 20 notes to tell me i retroactively shouldn't slash something? (and shouldn't have for the past 8 years i guess)
i wasn't gonna say anything 'cause it's not like i noticed it in a timely fashion but: there is a difference between voicing a dissenting opinion on tumblr in the tags of a 100k post that gets swallowed up by the amount of notifs vs this - which is like tapping me on the shoulder and personally to my face saying my shirt is ugly. like, kudos to you for shipping Danny and Jo, i don't care, and maybe make your own post next time
happy 10th birthday to one the most iconic songs of this century so far
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One.
You know how this ends. There’s nothing you can do to change it, so make peace with it now. Ready your hands for the callus, shred the cloth for bandages, prepare the rosaries. Two. When you meet him, outside the grocery, along the boardwalk, beneath the overpass, you will not know what he is. He will be neither be too charming nor too handsome, not thunder, not polish Three. The day you fall in love, his mouth will spill your name. He will repeat and repeat. He will not touch you. He will watch your hips, study whatever ample you have, will ask to watch you dance. When you turn to leave, he will use your name like a choke chain. Four. He will call you miracle. Your face will unravel. This is his magic. When he begs you promise, say yes. Five. When he offers his lips, take them. Take his arms, his throat, take his toes when he offers. Gorge. Swallow everything whole. Gag. Vomit. Swallow more. Do not hesitate. No time for polite, or coy. Take. Six. When the minions call you whore, nod. Seven. He will tell you of the others. How they went crazy in their sleep awaiting his return. Do not flinch. Do not doubt your thickened fingertips. Stand upright. You promised. Eight. When you find him in his room, thrashing the sheets, pressing his palms into the walls, howling, his face a river… close the door. This is how he makes wine. Leave him in his sorcery. Nine. When he explains that he cannot love. That he will never be yours alone. When he tells how the meek, the gluttons, the tempted, the proud are his angels, do not mourn. Smile, feed him, wash his hair. Ten. He is a king among thieves. The leeches will hollow his skin, the crows reduce him to bones. His own heart will empty him. Allow for the bleed. Be ready with tourniquet and prayer. Eleven. In the dry burn of dawn, after the last of the lashes, the thorns and the spittle, when his limp body is laid at your feet, remember the night you loved him, the ember of his eyes and the way the words came like honey. Twelve. You were made for this.
Bested 🗡️
Okay fuck so for like the entire first part I thought this person was like... Using one of those 3d pens to replace lace in this curtain somehow
Then the next couple I was like "wait are they just like painting the curtains a different color? Were the lace threads just black or something on that other one?"
Then finally it clicked and I freaked the fuck out
EXCUSE ME
The artist is Leeah Joo, and she's a Korean-American painter. You can see more of her paintings on her website or her Instagram, where this video was originally posted.
padme's handmaidens are such an underrated concept. i mean, yeah you can call it women supporting women and leave it at that but like. its so much more intense than that. they basically created the persona of queen amidala together. they assigned her specific mannerisms and tone of voice and breathing patterns and all of them studied that well enough to play the role perfectly. they put all of the derangedness teenage girls put into discovering their own identity into perfecting mimicry instead & they did all that knowing that their role will always be to die in padme's place if it comes to that. idk what insane levels of devotion does it take to be like 14 and you've become so intimately familiar with your friend that you can quite literally become her. there's friendship & traumabonding and then theres "my entire life is dedicated to dying for this woman" and then there's that but with added identity fuckery and thats what the handmaidens have going on with the bonus point of being 14
ok yk what tho. thought on this more. theres something about padme growing up with her closest relationships being ride or die devoted and the way that colours her later relationships. shes a lot more isolated as a senator, with most of her friendships at the time being professional & ofc aside from that, her standards for the intensity of your average relationship arent normal so there could be some genuine failure to connect there. and thats the stage of her life where she begins her extremely intense ride or die relationship with anakin. the fandom acknowledges his attachment, loyalty & murder complexes but i think maybe we should consider that padme might have genuinely liked that about him. im straying fully into my personal interpretation here but i love the idea that on some level, the girl who grew up knowing shed have to send her closest friends off to die in her place and then carry on and do her duty would be attracted to someone who gets to lash out and take revenge and who refuses to accept loss
Oh, wow. I love this addition, especially given the context of Attack of the Clones. The movie starts with her handmaiden getting murdered while protecting her. Padme is upset and grieving literally the entire film, but trying to hold it in. The first thing she does after Anakin goes ape shit is to rush off to the planet where she knows her handmaiden's killer is to start some shit. He's, like, her inspiration.
Unreal Unearth + paintings (pt 1) (pt 2)
This is actually fucking amazing because I'd have been dead certain some months would be more likely than others, like summer vacation months or months with holidays, or alternatively I 'd have even expected it to be all over the place due to just random distribution of voters. Anything but this even.
MY GOD WHAT HAVE I FOUND XD
I'm not sorry for having you know this exists XD
little habits
the most important part of transitioning is when you stop trying to just look cis and start trying to look how you want instead
illustration of atalanta and the calydonian boar i did for the dames anthology