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yeah... ive come to the point where every media seems useless... all the things i read are either discontinued or aren't coming out with a sequel until a year or so or more... fav shows are constantly cancelled... or the actor changes and the storyline deroutes... movies... well... half the time im disappointed. and, well, books tend to not have writing or themes i like..

i think ive become spoiled:/

mood rn 

Exclusive footage of season 4:

Alfred Kubin ~ Crucified Snake Man, mixed media drawing, 1899.

this is the greatest day of my fucking life

Bluebirds at Virginia Creeper berries, early morning 2015.

Adda for “The Witcher Ask”

Amazon’s casting choices don’t reflect the true racial diversity in Tolkien’s works and are focused on tokenism over real efforts to tackle the flaws in the text and make an inclusive vision of Arda

Amazon’s one major POC actress is playing a role that canonically involves her throne and her power being stolen from her by a genocidal colonizer who wants to exterminate the religious minority she’s part of

Amazon fired their Tolkien consultant and their unsafe set conditions caused the injuries of stuntpeople

Amazon as a company is unethical, directly opposed to progressive causes, and openly emotionally manipulating viewers to get them to watch the show

Amazon has done more real harm to actual people of color and other marginalized groups than their efforts to include nonwhite actors in relatively small or stereotypical roles can address

Amazon’s promotional materials for this show treat fans of color as props to further their agenda

REPOST THIS ANYWHERE YOU LIKE AS OFTEN AS YOU LIKE.

Violette et François, dir. Jacques Rouffio (1977)

flips the fishbowl like an hourglass

Atrocities committed to Russian Indigenous.

Try to have some respect the queen just DIED. It's not like she was evil or anything

And why should I do that for the head of a family that oversaw the British Empire's legendarily brutal concentration camps in colonialist Kenya during the 1952-1960 Mau Mau rebellion, has personally and repeatedly shielded credibly accused rapist Prince Andrew and tried to get the scandal to go away, personally paid Andrew's financial settlement while the family treated Meghan Markle terribly and gave her none of the same protection, exerted a huge amount of control over UK public finances without any transparency or disclosure (while also receiving huge amounts of that money), got to personally edit laws according to her likes and dislikes, enjoyed sweeping legal immunities that are described as a "threat to UK democracy," is the most visible figurehead of British colonialism even as her descendants put on a horribly tone-deaf Caribbean tour (twice in one year!) that was basically about unreconstructed imperial imagery of the kind that is poisoning Britain, while the entire country buys into the fantasy that she is an impartial, uninvolved, kindly and benevolent grandmotherly figure....?

Nah.

missing the pnw

The wild flowers of summer in the North Cascades, WA [4000x5000][OC] - Author: Elliot-Fletcher on Reddit

don't know why but this brings severe nostalgia to me...

Что за зверь? Illustrated by Avrutis Avraamovich. 1985.

“purple hour”

and I wish that I could take his hand /

but where I’m going is for me and me alone

.✨🌒✨.

oh whoops wrong acct... I’ll be reposting this on @takeshikovacsswife

Regulus’ home | A Regulus Alternate Canon Imagine

Summary: Regulus finds a home in Sirius.

A small flash of light sprinted across the sky, a sign of Zeus’ arrival, an omen of weather to come, a gift of rain. A blessing. If Regulus was being honest he both loathed and loved muggy weather. It was to similar to him to be liked, but just similar enough to be called “home” of sorts.

The gray sky was suffocating, and the rain freeing and cleansing.

The gloomy boy currently sat on a train, a small suitcase and a bag accompanying him. It’d been quite some time since he’d been anywhere other than the House of Black, or Hogwarts, he felt thrilled. And terrified. Terrified of the destination that awaited him.

He only hoped that Sirius’ offer still stood, that after everything Sirius would accept him- him and his mistakes. That maybe even he would hug him, and whisper naive lies to him, that everything would be okay.

Outside the window the scenery was darkening by the minute, the air filled with electricity. The sky crying, more honest and self-aware then Regulus could ever be.

Soon the train started to slow and before long home was near.

While Sirius’ home may be the Potter’s and their lovely home, Regulus found his home to be where his dear brother was.

Just one more stop, and Regulus would reunite with his long awaited home.

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A/N: Idk what this is, I’m only posting it cause Tumblr has deleted all my other works soo...

Regulus’ home | A Regulus Alternate Canon Imagine

Summary: Regulus finds a home in Sirius.

A small flash of light sprinted across the sky, a sign of Zeus’ arrival, an omen of weather to come, a gift of rain. A blessing. If Regulus was being honest he both loathed and loved muggy weather. It was to similar to him to be liked, but just similar enough to be called “home” of sorts.

The gray sky was suffocating, and the rain freeing and cleansing.

The gloomy boy currently sat on a train, a small suitcase and a bag accompanying him. It’d been quite some time since he’d been anywhere other than the House of Black, or Hogwarts, he felt thrilled. And terrified. Terrified of the destination that awaited him.

He only hoped that Sirius’ offer still stood, that after everything Sirius would accept him- him and his mistakes. That maybe even he would hug him, and whisper naive lies to him, that everything would be okay.

Outside the window the scenery was darkening by the minute, the air filled with electricity. The sky crying, more honest and self-aware then Regulus could ever be.

Soon the train started to slow and before long home was near.

While Sirius’ home may be the Potter’s and their lovely home, Regulus found his home to be where his dear brother was.

Just one more stop, and Regulus would reunite with his long awaited home.

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A/N: Idk what this is, I’m only posting it cause Tumblr has deleted all my other works soo...

the inaccurate retellings of hades and persephone are killing me... like no what you want is eros and psyche, not hades and persephone.

searching for comfort in character’s only to find the traumatic occurrence being fetishized and sexualized.

TW: Talk of rape, grooming, molestation and non-consent ahead!

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im sorry but theirs a difference between the not implied consent and fully writing degrading and demoralizing smut about rape, grooming, and molestation.

pls find a therapist if you think it’s okay to write that shit, it’s not a kink. being treated ruff and unspoken consent is different than writing about rape.

anyways had to get that off my chest...

ANIMANGABOYS’ MEMBERS FAVOURITE CHARACTER IN 2021

@zuura → THORFINN KARLSEFNI

What keeps you by my side?

Levi x reader

Canon world

Postwar levi

Fluff

His back resting on the headboard of his bed, generated an uncomfortable burning, not as much as in the first days of recovery that he transitioned after the end of the war.

this is the end? To continue living, was it my prize as a warrior? Or was it a punishment for the lives I took?

He thought more than once.

His return to Paradise was immediately denied due to his conditions. He would have to stay at Marley until his physical health improved.

They also said that he should improve psychologically from war damage, like all soldiers. In fact, Marley had an advanced psychological rehabilitation system, due to his years of military experience.

And what else could he do?

All he had was his memories and the guilt of dying on purpose. He couldn't do that to the soldiers who died for the freedom. He couldn't give himself up to the arms of death voluntarily, he didn't deserve it.

What kept him slightly hopeful?

Sure, you.

His fellow recruit who had been around since almost the beginning. Who had loved Erwin as much as he had. Who had stayed by his side. The only one who bet on Levi's full recovery. He still didn't understand the source of your loyalty.

"The water is really hot here" You said coming out of the bathroom with a towel on your head. The steam confirmed the words previously said by you.

Your bandages were clean white. They were new.

Your red, puffy eyes.

You also suffered from remorse. Your body scars reminded you of your internal injuries. Every time you saw those marks on your back, you remembered how your partner was stepped on by that Titan. How your family collapsed like your house. How you had to kill comrades with your bare hands.

Maybe that made you stay with him. Both understood the pain of so many years not knowing what was around them, and the despair of a promising future for the inhabitants within the walls.

"Come, now it's your turn" You said approaching with a smile and eyes wrinkled by the grimace. "You must be suffering from the dirt", you let out a laugh.

After the war ended, in addition to staying with him, you decided to take charge of his care to be as far away as possible from proudly Marlean citizens whose remorse for the island's demons was still burning like the first day. You watched to see if the doctors and nurses who visited them made any suspicious moves, but nothing ever happened.

That's why there you were, holding tightly to your ex-captain from his armpits, to be able to place him in his wheelchair.

Who would have thought, right? Mankind's strongest soldier, depending on the kindness of another female soldier to sit on a chair and be bathed.

You bathed him and disinfected his wounds. Job that first belonged to the nurses, but after the critical moment, it became yours.

And you had focused so much on that that you sometimes forgot you were also a recognized heroine for the recovery of peace.

The image in his eyes was quite absurd. Levi without being able to do anything, and you, testing all your physical strength trained for years, to be able to lift him, hold him in the air, and move the wheelchair with your foot to be able to position it in a more comfortable place.

It looked like it wasn't an easy job, but Levi knew you wouldn't say anything.

But he just shut up and ate his embarrassment, he had no choice. Until that moment.

"You know? This is useless" He said after almost falling out of your arms because of your mistake "Call the doctors and go back to your house, to Paradise"

His voice was like an angry old man. The first thing you thought was that you were the useless one, you couldn't think if there would be any problem with the help itself.

"You're as much a warrior as I am damn, you can't spend your days of freedom helping someone you don't owe anything to, I'm not your fucking captain anymore!"

Your face changed, from a surprised one to a serious one. You continued with your task, regardless of the words of your former captain.

"Come on, what is it that keeps you by my side? If we both know that there is no future for me in this new life". He said almost resignedly, with sadness never before taught by him. Over time, Levi felt that he could open up a little more, he felt you were more of a partner.

You took him to the bathroom, obstinate to fulfill your task. "You no longer owe me anything, you have done your duty".

"I never minded serving you, Levi." You finally spoke. You started by undoing the top button of his shirt, but he wouldn't let you. You looked at him scolding him.

"Levi" you sighed deeply "Who do you have in your life inside the walls?" He didn't say anything, looking down in pain "Me. Not even your recruits, because they don't know you from before not knowing about life outside of Paradise, they don't know you before hope. They don't know Mike, Hange, Petra. They don't know Erwin. We do. We're all we have left, and I can't afford to lose another memory. I already told you on our previous visit to Marley, let's be each other's reason for living."

can i just experience a little romance....... a tiny bit of love.... maybe a kiss.... and holding hands

Reforming the human rights act

The UK is planning on reforming the human rights act.

If it wasn't shitty enough for them to try and go against BASIC human rights to deport asylum seekers to Rwanda, they're now planning on making it legal for it to happen.

This is going to affect immigrants, refugees, criminals, disabled people and asylum seekers.

If the human rights act does get reformed, this is going to make it easier to deport people and reduce the government's responsibility to uphold human rights.

It's the government's way of cleaning their hands by pretending nothing has happened

Please please sign the petition so it will at least get debated in Parliament. Only UK residents and British citizens can sign it, but please please please reblog this to protect human rights

https://petition.parliament.uk/petitions/607712

for eren.

- instead of a skincare routine, i see him having a strict hair care routine like really going into depths with treating his hair and making sure it’s always smooth and silky.

- randomly became a ring haver after seeing jean wear loads and get compliments from it.

- drives with one hand most times and the other is either on your thigh/knee.

- (if he’s driving a stick shift, he’ll take your hand and refuse to let go, it’s a right of passage).

- is not super into pda, but sometimes he forgets it’s not just the two of you and that you are in public.

- (one time he got really jealous when he saw you talking to jean at a party and approached you by grabbing your waist and pulling you close to his chest, wrapping his arms around your neck).

"why did you even do that?"

“i didn’t like the way he was all up in your space talking to you like that.”

“so you were jealous?”

“no.”

- sometimes he gets nervous around you, even though you’ve been dating for a while, forgetting where to place his hands when you kiss.

- a blusher. you say one nice thing to him and suddenly his whole entire face is red.

- is always asking you to braid or play with his hair, he loves the feeling of your fingers massaging his scalp.

“hey why did you take your hand away?”

“got a message from sasha.”

“screw sasha, put your hands back in my hair.”

“what the fuck?”

“please.”

- is always taking pictures of you no matter what the occasion, you’re his muse (and he likes to use it is as leverage whenever you take a slip of him).

- when you guys are hanging out, his hands always have to be on you, whether he’s holding your hand, caressing your thigh or simply playing with your fingers.

- a serial forehead kisser, he just can’t help it.

- one time you and the gang all smoked up in his house and it ended up resulting in everyone leaving to go to the garden while you and eren made out for almost half an hour (everyone left after that).

- when he gets high, he gets HIGH and becomes the worlds most clingiest individual.

“you get so clingy when you’re stoned.”

“its cause i wanna be with you all the time, i wanna live in your skin forever.

- learnt how to play the guitar for you after you said how you found it so interesting.

- did it as a joke, but ended up really liking it and can play so many songs.

- he learns your favourite songs and occasionally sends you videos of him practicing.

- when you try to wake up in the morning, he immediately grabs you back so that you can’t move.

“eren, i need to pee.”

“no you don’t.”

“i thought you were sleeping?”

“i am.”

- has a polaroid photo of the two of you in the back of his phonecase and in his wallet.

- on the rare occasion he has to leave early in the morning, if you sleep over or he sleeps over at your house, he’ll write a note and leave it on top of your phone on the nightstand.

“totally forgot i had class at 9, i’ll see you later, baby. love you :)”

- his love language is physical touch: he loves holding you, touching you in the slightest way, hugs, the works (but if you’re not feeling it, he will not do anything to obstruct your personal space)

- i see him also having gift giving as his love language, whatever he sees wherever he goes that makes him think of you, he gets it.

- when he’s co-oping with the boys playing a video game, he doesn’t want you to be bored or think he’s ignoring you so he’ll place you on his lap and teach you the ropes.

“yeager, there is no way you got killed again.”

“that wasn’t me.”

“then who the fuck was it?”

“sorry guys, i’m a newcomer to this!”

- he loves it when you wear his clothes, even if it’s extremely too big for you, he finds it and you so cute.

- (called you mommy as a joke once, but he wasn’t joking and you knew he wasn’t joking).

- a moaner and a whiner. even if you poke a sensitive spot of his, he will find a way to whine unnecessarily.

- he’s always smiling when he’s around you, even if he isn’t having the best of days, your presence and even the mere thought of you will cheer him up.

- if you’re not together, he’ll message you at the most random time to ask what you’re doing.

“hey baby what are you doing?”

“watching youtube, why?”

“i miss you.”

“we saw each other earlier.”

“okay but that was earlier, i miss you now.”

“i’m coming over.”

“eren, it’s 3 in the morning.”

“idc i’m coming over!!”

- taught himself how to cook after he got scolded by carla when she found out he survived solely on ready meals and delivery services.

- always finds a way to shotgun with you during a smoke sesh, ending up on his lap, staring at each other with hazy red eyes, ignoring everyone squirm in the background.

“you’ll never get tired of me, right?”

“you’re my whole entire heart and soul, baby. i will always be by your side.”