fucking wild to simultaneously be living through a cultural moment where the middle class has absorbed the language of very milquetoast queer identification (pronouns in your zoom profile everyone or whatever) + certain modes of queerness have become more and more profitable as we cede more and more of our language and history to hegemonic forces of production, and the noose around bodily autonomy and gender presentation and the immediate safety of queer people both at the state and social level is tightening every single day. almost like assimilation & respectability politics were never going to save us and only functioned as a conduit for hypervisibility coming down hardest on the most vulnerable and unassimilable of us, or something.
the minute you start thinking should I get a master's? should I go to law school? you know your life is going horribly wrong
I made these as a way to compile all the geographical vocabulary that I thought was useful and interesting for writers. Some descriptors share categories, and some are simplified, but for the most part everything is in its proper place. Not all the words are as useable as others, and some might take tricky wording to pull off, but I hope these prove useful to all you writers out there!
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And from her touch, sprung the forest
A Keyleth from Vox Machina fanart.
~ Head of Pan to the left (Coin).
Date: ca. 350 B.C
Mint: Pantikapaion
Medium: Gold
A Gazan friend of mine outside Tumblr has recently contacted me with urgent and terrible news about one of her family members.
[ID: On the left, a photo of a partially destroyed building that has weathered an airstrike, and on the right a photo of two children holding toy purses and smiling serenely towards the camera. /End ID]
Haitham, who is here on tumblr @haithamnayef, and has been vetted by Mohammad @ayeshjourney on @gaza-evacuation-funds's list here at number 8 has endured a year of war without help and without a source of income.
He, his wife Sherin, and their 4 children, have endured constant displacement, homelessness, lack of basic needs, and constant terror for a year. Countless of their friends and family members have been martyred.
Now, Haitham is forced to ask for our help because the unspeakable has happened. His son was struck in his head with shrapnel.
I don't think I need to explain the danger of leaving a little boy with such a critical injury untreated for any amount of time, and yet he has been left untreated for far too long, and continues to worsen by the second. This is why we need to fight for him to receive treatment outside of Gaza as quickly as possible.
I always reiterate that time is of the essence, and that every second counts, and right now I mean this more than ever. Haitham and his family cannot bear the thought of losing their son.
I certainly can't bear it, and I know you can't either, so I'm begging you to act in any way you can, even if it's sending this campaign link to your friends and acquaintances.
[Tagging for reach under the cut.]
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Pink, orange and blue sketches
Louis is basically that mom who loves you but loves her abusive husband more. Yeah, she loves you, but not enough to save you. She loves you just enough to keep you there, stuck with someone who hurts you, and someone who doesn’t love you enough to stop it.
Hi. I'm Ene and I draw things. Sometimes it's frogs, sometimes it's people, other times it's my every day anxieties. Most of the time, I don't draw at all.
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