ok so im trying to find this fic of mine i wrote long time ago (2-3 years ish) wherein the goddess of death falls in love with a human, could someone please help me find it
as much as I love portrayals of the sun and moon as a (lesbian) couple, the greeks were really on to something when they said "actually they're siblings who disapprove of each other's life choices"
shit I missed my window, next week I guess
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Rukmini . Sri . Dwarkeshwari . Krishna's Soul
๋𓈒⊹ ꒰ O the one who sparkles by the beauty of all limbs! By all these I know that you the most beautiful, the daughter of the Bhoja king (Rukmini), are the second soul of Krishna ✧˚₊
श्रीरुक्मिणीचरणारविन्दार्पणमस्तु।
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I’m fine
I need divine intervention
more people would exercise if this culture didn't make it absolute hell
I teach martial arts. we play games with the little kids. they swordfight with noodles and throw foam balls at each other. in the summer, we take them out into the parking lot with water guns. in the winter, we have snowball fights.
the teenagers get swords and staffs and practice knives. we teach them moves from marvel movies that they ask about. they get squirt guns and snowball fights too. we let them goof off and climb the support beams and charge directly at each other in padded suits.
sometimes parents say they miss doing things like that. I tell them, "stay for an adult class. just try it out." we build obstacle courses and let them mess around with training rifles. they chat while sparring. we scream and cheer for them when they're in the middle of a circle. and then we send them out to the parking lot with squirt guns and snowballs.
it's exercise. it's healthy. it's an important life skill. and it's fun as fuck.
This is one of the forgotten but imo super harmful symptoms of diet culture-exercise being relegated to weight loss rather than jist enjoying using and being in your body.
Don’t like the gym? Ok, go find a line dancing club. A Tai Chi class. Play Just Dance every day. Arrange a tag football team. Go to a trampoline park.
Using our bodies shouldn’t be a chore assigned in shame.
So I was going through an image gallery of these old Wizard of Oz promotional pictures and uh-
...🤐
I mean, they were friends of Dorothy.
Good question!
Back in the 1960s Judy Garland- the actress for the 1939 Oz movie- was one of the few celebrities to openly support the queer community and was frequently seen at gay bars accompanying her male friends so "friend of Dorothy" basically became a codeword amongst the community. If you were trying to get into an underground club then the code phrase was often something like "I'm a friend of Dorothy's." or "Dorothy sent me."
On one hand I understand not teaching cursive in school anymore, because it actually is slower than regular handwriting and almost everything is typed on a keyboard now anyways.
On the other hand, so much of our (even recent!) history was written in cursive, and having a whole generation of kids who can't read letters written by their grandparents, momentos saved by their great-grandparents, or even photo albums from theur immediate family seems like a dangerously quick way to detach us from previous generations.
And on the third, related but slightly malformed hand, I feel bad that yet another form of small, everyday art that brings joy in the middle of mundane tasks, which celebrates personality and individual style and self-expression, is about to fade into obscurity because it wasn't efficient enough for today's world to put up with.
Like... if we continue to whittle away the small arts out of every day life, what's going to be left except stark, ruthless pragmatism?
Maybe writing a grocery list is less mundane when you get to feel elegant for a moment. Maybe you're a little more proud of what you write when you see it flow together like a painting
Sometimes I make posts that are like “Hey guys, maybe everything being optimized for efficiency and cheapness leaves some major defects in the average person’s ability to thrive psychologically” and some of you pop off like I’ve said I want to kill everyone who uses insulin with my bare hands, when mostly what I’m talking about is this sort of thing.
every single villain with minions would be utterly fucked if the heroes just introduced them to the concept of workers’ unions
While that Shrek scene is one of the best, I do feel some villains would survive the unionizing. Gru, for one, would have been fine even as a bad guy since he was still a good boss. Megamind would absolutely let Minion unionize, even if the union was just Minion.
Roxanne: A union?
Megamind: Yes, we’re very forward-thinking in this organization - very cognizant of workers’ rights.
Roxanne: But the point of a union is collective bargaining, and Minion is-
Megamind: Look, I weighed the costs and benefits, and if you want to have a three-hour debate about this, you do it.
Heinz Doofenshmirtz’s backup dancers are canonically unionized iirc
another gravity falls animation! :3 hope yall enjoy!
Climate change is real, even if your government denies it. You know that the summers and winters of your childhood are gone, even if your leaders say otherwise. Keep fighting even when things seem hopeless.
At the end, if the rich choose to let the Earth grow too hot to sustain us and the oceans swallow the coastlines, we can take peace in knowing they have only delayed the inevitable for themselves. The Earth does not care if you came from money.