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reblog if your name isn't Amanda.

2,121,566 people are not Amanda and counting!

We’ll find you Amanda.

I think that the Hamilton musical is objectively the funniest thing that could happen to that man's memory. Imagine dying of a gunshot wound infection in 1804 and learning from the afterlife that tweenage girls in 2017 are drawing thousands upon thousands of images of you making out with your fellow congressmen because someone wrote a 2-hour rap opera about you. I like to imagine that Hamilton found a monkey's paw and wished to leave a legacy, and this is what it did to him.

these tags are so funnyyyy

almost died at the hands of the italian mob today

TO UKRAINIAN FRIENDS

If you are looking for an emergency exit from Ukraine, Poland will open EIGHT safety points on the border with Ukraine (you will get warm food, medical help and from there you will be guided to safety) in two of our voivodeships: lubelskie and podkarpackie. It is confirmed by the Polish Secretary of State in the Chancellery of the Prime Minister, Paweł Szefernaker.

SOURCES:

https://www.rp.pl/konflikty-zbrojne/art35748991-szefernaker-na-granicy-z-ukraina-powstaja-punkty-recepcyjne-dla-uchodzcow

https://www.wprost.pl/polityka/10633681/polska-reaguje-na-agresje-rosji-na-ukraine-powstana-punkty-dla-uchodzcow.html

I've marked those voivodeships on the map!

Please share because it can save lives!!!!!!

happy valentine’s day 💌

The Middle

I wrote and illustrated this story as a birthday present for my partner, I hope you enjoy it!

The Moon & Art by Théodore Gudin 🌙⭐

I hate flirting. I find it humiliating. Act normal and I will decide if I find you sexy... none of these theatrics and tricks... none of this treacherousness...

Sky & Clouds painted by Théodore Gudin ☁️

i love fantasy fiction where interspecies romances are very normalized because nothing beings me greater joy than imagining like. a high elf in a divorce hearing.

“The prince just fell in love with Cinderella because of her looks!”

Wrong. Okay, picture this–

So there’s the prince, okay? He’s like, smack dab in the center of the ballroom, and he is like, horrifically aware that this whole ball thing is a result of his dad falling into a panic about the royal lineage or whatever and he’s stuck listening to highborn girl after highborn girl, all lined up, introducing themselves like, “Oh yeah my family’s been a longtime supporter of the crown, and I think you’re cute, *cough* I’ve been told I have child-bearing hips *cough* Who said that? Anyway–” and Princey boy is just smiling through it, he has been the center of attention for entirely too long, he misses his emotional support horse, and is just internally like “Someone please kill me now.” And then… he sees her–This isn’t a love at first sight thing, this is a ‘what the hell is going on over there’ thing, because this girl has not gotten into the Debutante line for a solid 45 minutes. 

She’s just at the hors d’oeuvres table going HAM on the prosciutto-wrapped asparagus, and like, she’s polite about it, she’s happy to move aside for other people grabbing punch and canapes (and she’s really so sweet with the wait staff, it’s kind of cute because they’re like… definitely not used to being acknowledged) but it’s like, “Damn girl, did you not eat today?” and then the prince is kind of stuck with the uncomfortable thought of ‘how many girls starved themselves to fit into a corset for this.’ And then the Prince realizes he’s missed the past 4 Debutante introductions because he’s watching Mystery girl hork down crab rangoons. So he’s like, “Excuse me” and manages to break free from the never-ending parade of girls who will hop on his dick for status.

 And as he’s approaching Mystery Girl, it’s kind of hitting him that something’s not quite natural about her. Not fake, but not quite real. But at the same time this whole evening’s been just a whole circus of people acting fake as hell, so like, someone seeming a little off doesn’t seem bad, necessarily. And he sidles up to her like, “Hi,” and she’s like, “Oh–hey, have you tried the tapenade?” and she points to one of the plates, and at this point, he could hit her with the “You don’t know who I am, do you?” deal or the “Very funny, I see your play” deal, but at this point it occurs to him that, no, he hasn’t had anything to eat throughout this whole damn ball, partially because of being stuck in the debutante parade, partially because of nerves, and there’s something so disarming about the question that he grabs a crostini and she still seems so food-focused that it doesn’t seem possible that this is a play. So they both grab little plates and ditch the party.

She pretty much clears her plate in under two minutes and then has half of his plate, he’s cool with it, mostly he’s just absolutely fascinated listening to her.

See here’s the thing about Cinderella:

1. She doesn’t know he’s the prince. Like yeah, he’s been at the center of the room, but she’s kind of spent half the party eagerly looking around everywhere she’s allowed to go (”Have you seen rose garden? Have you seen the solarium??” further confirmation that she doesn’t know who she’s talking to) and the other half stuffing her face with food. 

2. She assumes she’s never going to see anyone here tonight again, and no one recognizes her, so she has no filter.

So she’s just talking about whatever with this guy. He seems cool. She talks about her friends, who are rats. She makes little outfits for them. Sometimes they bring her little gifts. She is already the coolest person the prince has ever met because of this. She pretty much offhandedly talks about whatever is fucked up about the kingdom that would take his advisors two hours of hemming and hawing and watering down to address. She just says it like it’s nothing, just funky little things she’s observed, and again, she’s not aware that he’s the prince, but it’s still pretty damn bold to bring up at a literal royal ball.

She… seems to have the majority of graces that lots of girls from Respectable Families™ have, but there’s something strange about it, something simultaneously broken and hardened, like the way you can see where ice has thawed and re-frozen. Also the way she talks about her family, and the way she avoids talking about her family– is raising several red flags, not in the “Oh this is another person trying to take advantage of me” sense, but in the “Oh fuck, something’s gone really wrong and you need help” sense and also lowkey a ‘damn is she even getting fed?’ sense. But he can’t say, ‘Hey, that’s not fucking normal for people to say that to you or treat you that way. We need to get you out of there,’ without sounding crazy himself, so for now, he’s just going to chill, make sure she’s comfortable, and keep enjoying the evening. She’s somehow befriended like 4 of the waitstaff so they’re willing to cover for them while they disappear for a little bit, and they get plenty of time to talk, but eventually it hits her that she hasn’t danced yet and she’s like “Come on! I bet we can make the prince jealous!” and he just bursts out laughing at that like “hell yeah, let’s make the prince jealous. He’s a real asshole.” Like clearly she’s having a good time, so who is he to make it weird? So they head back to the ballroom and they dance. And our girl, Mystery Girl, Cinderella, while they’re dancing, becomes acutely aware that everyone is staring. That doesn’t seem quite right. Like, yeah she’s hot, she knows she’s hot, but at least a good third of the party should still be focused on the prince, right? Where is that guy, anyway?

Oh.

Oh wait.

Oh shit.

And Princey Boy actually picks up on her realization and they whisper argue for like 3 minutes. “Why didn’t you tell me?! Now I feel like a goddamn idiot!” “I dunno it was nice being treated like a normal person” “Well me treating you like a normal person makes me a goddamn felon or something did you consider that?!” “Hey–Hey–it’s cool–you’re cool–I think you’re amazing, and if anyone says shit about you, I can shut it down.” “Well I don’t like that! That’s fucked up!” “I agree. It is fucked up, but I believe in you, and I think you should have a chance, and I’m here to back you up. I know power is fucked up right now. I know. But are you cool with working with me to change that?” And our girl Cindy pauses on that for a couple seconds, because.. she’s just spent hours with this guy and like.. she knows he’s a good guy, she knows he means well, so she’s like, “I don’t know how long I can actually work with you.” and the prince is like “Look, I know your home situation is complicated right now, but I really think we can–”

And then the bell starts ringing.

It’s midnight.

And then she takes off in a panic, and our prince just met the coolest person ever, and like, he’s pretty sure whatever situation they’re headed back to is fucked up, and all he’s got going to find her is a shoe. A shoe. 

listen all i'm saying is if the villain au reader studied execution methods through history while they were still in their world the acolytes are fuuuuuuuuucked

very lovely thought <3333

there are so many brutal torture methods, much too graphic for me to want to write them out...

but one that's non-brutal that I never forgot was where they constantly drip a single drop of water on someone's forehead (like where the third eye is?)

just thinking about it makes me feel crazy, it'd drive someone (reader's acolytes) insane <3

rawest fucking hozier lyrics in no particular order:

i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight

heat of her breath in my mouth; im alive

i’d be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground

idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword

and when the earth is trembling on some new beginning with the same sweet shock of when adam first came

every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside

the stench of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen

if I was born as a blackthorn tree i’d wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies

some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, I guess any thrill will do

before the wave hits, marveling at god; before he feels alone one final time and marries the sea

betray the moon as acolyte on first and fierce affirming sight

i have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me, I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me

screaming the name of a foreigner’s god; the purest expression of grief

sweet and right and merciful, i’m all but washed in the tide of her breathing

but you don’t know the hell you put me through; to have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you

so i try to talk refined for fear that you find out how i’m imagining you

my head was war, my skin was soaked, I called your name ‘til the fever broke

be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking

remember me, love, when i’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn

more playlists for hyper-specific things :-)

“hi everyone! as you may know, my spotify is constantly booming with new playlists and i wanted to share more with you to help you start 2022 on the right foot! 

1. “but somewhere lost inside me there’ll always be the person i am tonight” is a quote from f. scott fitzgerald himself and also a playlist that I made for nighttime pondering. if you are stuck between studying and dissociating, watching the stars and pondering your life’s meaning, or anything in between, you’ll like this one :) https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0gGnjtGs7VztONYhNk1lYH?si=c8fb3d25e92d4c32

2. “but you, unlike me, are a git.” - this playlist is yet again a drarry playlist, i fell back into their spell a little while ago and wanted to create an updated one with the way i felt while falling back into it https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0SGzrgukQKKThoTS1hsdZv?si=10b2bc5c67594b1a

3. “there are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in our philosophy”- a quote from the famous shakespeare and a great modern playlist for the play hamlet. i loved hamlet when i read it and it is kind of a reflection of how i felt reading it for the first time :-) https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0GXsq2HXVeIjpXNfGUYM1b?si=b658fe03d5f7462c

4. “I see you loving on the sidelines” is a playlist i made for the transition from summer into fall, but hey, no issues listening to it now!! https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1rj7ClK2ThIgB6HAHrcuZ3?si=04d0a55120a44a89

5. “love is a million things” - for all of my euphoria lovers out there, this one is for you! It’s based off of the show and I am constantly adding to it because of the new season https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0nQ5Q8Uw54LiM8IKp6EnUs?si=68c9e60e2a1141cc

6. “nothing american dream about this place” is about the movie McFarland, USA on disney +, i fell in love with it when i watched it and thought i should keep that feeling https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0r1APWI112PeTzJB8JqFyr?si=6e3615097d9549a6

7. “i had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was” is a playlist dedicated to the movie Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children, which i watched the other day and fell in love with it all over again. here’s to reliving childhood! https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7dtLmkUlpSrZGYBOJQNavC?si=941c856bdc544cbf

8. “you’re not lost, you’re redirecting” is a playlist i made for my friend who is going through a lot of feelings right now. if you feel like you’re about to explode into catharsis, this one is for you :-) https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4gsvitdyARM0PKjarrsOo4?si=36b3d049296f4c50

9. this one is called “you’re outside a halloween party” because the aesthetic is being overwhelmed and sitting outside in the dark as the music bumps behind you in a faded tone. i created this in october, but any time of the year works for this!! https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6xbVMsLqiR51uJ9J8WKN00?si=8e6fdc54b3be4926

10. “and this is when the feeling sinks in” is yet ANOTHER drarry playlist, but it is based on some of the social media aus i’ve seen about them on this app. it’s a little more carefree and less hogwarts-ish. https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6tbYNL482gRYOogWKATUYT?si=71f412886dbd4de2

those are my ten for right now, happy listening! 

https://open.spotify.com/user/25dub4t598ocamsh393rmmwop?si=d8e6fd3317a945b3

literally i just can’t comprehend any interpretation of hamlet that doesn’t put grief at the center like. hamlet’s father died and he is actively grieving throughout the play that is the driver of all of his behavior. “is hamlet actually crazy or is he putting on a performance” is a boring question to me because grief is a type of insanity. grief makes you feel like you are performing even when you are all alone. it makes you feel like you’re seeing things it makes you feel completely alone it makes you cling to the people around you it makes you push them away it makes you angry and sad and hamlet wants to kill claudius for replacing his father and taking his mother from him as much as he wants to kill him for revenge.

https://www.instagram.com/p/CVwDr5xNOvy

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carpe noctem

Alois Hans Schramm - Arkadien (detail)

arabic poetry is so beautifully yet painfully romantic, i mean “they asked “do you love her to death?” i said “speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life" and “because my love for you is higher than words, i've decided to fall silent" and "it is not enough to say love in Arabic, you must say 'be the thing that buries me'" could have got jane austen crying and shaking

“because even when I lose my voice, this pen will paint words more destructive than the sentences that escape your mouth.”

— peaceful-poetry

i lied. i don’t actually like sex. put your clothes back on, i'm going to explain to you how patroclus made achilles mortal—human. achilles might have died a heartbroken hero but he lived a loved man. and it was all because of patroclus. he was loved because of patroclus, he was more immortal than his demigod blood could ever make him because of patroclus. to be loved incandescently, to be loved back with wide eyes and an open heart is more priceless than a promise from the gods.

Solar eclipse. March 20th 2015 as seen from Leicester, UK

Now as a .gif,  because this is Tumblr