#*Thaís here*

[betinh3]

Nomes brasileiros para as emoções.🇧🇷

Brazilian names for the emotions.🇧🇷

Joy🇺🇲 Alegria🇧🇷 - Aline

Sadness 🇺🇲Tristeza🇧🇷 - Thaís

Disgust🇺🇲 Nojinho🇧🇷 - Nina

Fear🇺🇲 Medo🇧🇷 - Matheus

Anger🇺🇲 Raiva🇧🇷 - Rafael

Anxiety🇺🇲 Ansiedade🇧🇷 - Aiyra

Envy🇺🇲 Inveja🇧🇷 - Íris

Embarrassment🇺🇲 Vergonha🇧🇷 - Vincent

Ennui🇺🇲 Tédio🇧🇷 - Thamires

New emotions in Brazilian Au design!!!🇧🇷

Here they are!!!🖤🧡🩵🩷

Anxiety is from Acre.

Envy is from Santa Catarina.

Ennui is from Bahia.

Embarrassment is from Rio Grande do Sul.

[drusilla-carstairs]

How are you gonna tell CC what her characters look like though? If she commissions Dru a certain way, then that’s the way Dru looks. SHE created the character NOT you guys. YOU guys all assumed she was overweight instead of curvy, she’s never been as big as you guys make her out to be. That’s why CC just ignores it. I know we want representation, but it’s said that Dru has hips and breasts. It’s never said that she has thick arms or a chubby stomach, readers just made that up and now keep complaining that your headcanons didn’t come true

“for real! People choose to read her description as an hourglass figure when that isn’t it at all. It’s just unwillingness to draw/like fat characters :/ I imprinted on Dru as a character the first time I read TDA and I hate this for her. I hope CC does a good job writing her in TWP and maybe clears this all up” Lying on canon we see ..Hourglass can mean thick what are you even talking about? It’s never stated that she’s fat and it’s stated that alot of boys check her out, so ..what’s that mean? Hourglass figure has the boys stopping. Stop projecting what you want and respect the author

^ That’s the rest of this person’s stupid ask.

First off, you look like a clown. You’re completely embarrassing yourself here. Hiding your fatphobia under the guise of accusing me of not “respecting the author” is so transparent and frankly, silly.

I made a post to my blog. I didn’t tell CC what her character should look like. Do you think she has time to be combing the tumblr tags looking at people’s posts??? Drop that straw man argument right now because you look like a clown.

Dru is very much described as plus-sized in the canon. Not just an hourglass shape. Her aunt calls her a “butterball”. Dru mentions feeling anxiety about eating around other characters. It is mentioned that she doesn’t fit in normal Shadowhunter gear. These aren’t things that happens to a girl that just happened to get boobs early, and you’re naive for thinking so.

I’m not going to nitpick the use of “curvy” vs “plus-sized” vs “fat” because frankly you don’t deserve the time it would take to do so, especially when what you’re saying boils down to “I don’t think people with large waistlines would be considered attractive ever”. Your use of overweight vs curvy shows this. Your “evidence” that boys look at her shows this. (Which, by the way, older boys paying attention to 13yo Dru is not a complement, it’s creepy behavior showing that because of her body she’s sexualized before she’s seen as useful for anything else, but go off!)

If you need more info on this, read the post that Cassandra Clare herself made about the topic. She states that Dru is plus-sized in the sense that she shops in plus-sized stores and sections at the very least. She states that her body is different from that of girls around her. Most artists (even those CC commissions, unfortunately) draw her the same size as Emma/Thaís/Livvy/Whoever and it’s simply inaccurate, and we all know why.

[docheros]

50s customs, habits and flirts

Pairing: Thaís Costa/Selenne Sverchzt

"Because of I.R.I.S's negligence, Tae ended up in the 1950s. Since there is no confirmation of a return, she gains her life working with what she knows best: differentiating humans from doppelgangers as a guard… in a building. Even with everything going wrong, maybe living in the 50s isn't so bad…"

Taglist: @the-pastel-kitsune @arthyritis @glass-trash-bab @uhhbeans

A/N: you guys WILL read my crossover. i'll probably post more of them. probably

Tae groaned, throwing her back into the swivel chair in a dramatic movement, looking up at the cubicle ceiling and contemplating all of her life choices so far.

Of all the bizarre things I.R.I.S made her go through, that was certainly the worst of all — not the most bizarre, but certainly the most inconvenient.

She breathed in the chilling air, huffing one last time and standing up from her place. After one last check of the list of who entered that afternoon and getting everything she needed, she left the small room and locked it.

The weather was chill and a light wind passed by her neck; snow still covered the pass, although not as big as in November or December. She kicked a little white mound, clinging tighter to her messenger bag, and walked towards her block – the workers' block.

— Excuse me, neighbor?

A sweet, slightly sensual voice called her. She turned around, a tall woman with wavy hair was standing there, slender arms behind her long torso and a shy smile on her full lips. One of the model twins, the one in the red dress — she always said good afternoon to her.

— Ah, good afternoon — she analyzed her from top to bottom, confirming that she was a human and the twin she was thinking — Selenne, am I right?

— Absolutely! — she smiled more, closing her makeup-covered eyes for a moment — you’re good at this!

— I have training. For the doppelgangers, I mean. Differentiating such beautiful twins takes a little more work — she chuckled a little remembering the ALTRs she dealt with daily, not noticing Selenne’s pink cheeks — can I help you with something, miss?

— Oh, yes, yes, I… — she looked away at her white heels, as white as snow — ...would you be able to accompany me to my apartment? I just arrived, and with this wave of doppelgangers...

Tae frowned at the girl.

— Miss — she sighed — you know that for this I’ll need your ID and your entry request, yes?

— Yes, yes, of course — she swallowed hard, pulling them both out of her little bag.

After analyzing both — a bit unwillingly, more as a formality than out of necessity — she handed them back, a smile on her face.

— Silly girl — she chuckled again, offering her arm — don’t be late anymore, okay? It makes mine and your life easier.

Selenne blushed and agreed, taking her arm. The warmth of the leather jacket and the slight sensation of her defined muscles were comforting.

— Thaís, right?

— Thaís, correct.

— So, Miss Thaís, how long have you been here?

— A short time — she shrugged — and I hope to stay a short time too.

— Oh, my… — she smiled sadly — I’ll miss you.

— Very kind of you, miss, but don't worry. The same way I arrived, you won't even notice when I leave — she stopped in front of F01-04 — Delivered, miss.

Selenne let go, walking to the door with a little less grace than necessary for a model, and unlocked it.

— Thank you very much, Thaís. Um... — she smiled shyly, leaning on the door frame — Would you like to enter for a while? I can make you some coffee... My sister won’t be home until tomorrow, so...

Tae’s hands in the jacket pockets and ears slowly warmed up, certainly not from the cold, and she raised her eyebrows. A smirk slowly appeared on her face.

She didn't really understand the customs and habits of the 50s, that's a fact.

But women flirting with her, she understood that.

[evilponds]

bg3 companions ranked by how well they would roll a joint

no one asked but here they are from best to worst, as determined by me and my roommate. me personally i havent rolled a joint since college

jaheira: 10/10. shes had the time and the motivation to get very good at it. shes efficient, shes fast, shes handing them out at parties like theyre candy

halsin: has also had years of practice, but not as much dedication to the craft. also wants to have fairly intense conversations when you smoke with him which is like, fine if youre in the mood, but sometimes you dont want to talk about your biggest regrets in life or at what moment you felt the most at home or something. sometimes you want to put on planet earth and sit there in silence for an hour

gale: see initially we decided that he wouldnt be very good but im thinking now that actually he would be quite good. they would be precise. so precise and so consistent

wyll: so the thing is that his dad is like the fantasy attorney general so i just dont see him having smoked at all until he left. that being said he can roll a serviceable joint i think

shadowheart: theyre like, fine. theyre solidly ok. she does put lavender in them though so points for that. if you dont act like theyre great though she Will take it sooo personally

karlach: well the thing is. theres the engine to contend with. but once thats upgraded yeah i think she could roll an ok joint. she goes for quantity over quality though and then theyre also weirdly loose? but you can smoke it so. there

minsc: theres weed fucking everywhere except somehow within the paper itself. absolute fucking carnage. dont ask him to roll for you

lae'zel:

astarion: see i just dont think he'd like weed. HOWEVER. i dont think hes ever rolled a joint and i dont think he ever would. if he had need of one he would just get someone else to roll them for him. im not speaking from experience (thank you thaís)

[allthebrazilianpolitics]

Brazilian women march against increase in femicides

Brazilian women focused Wednesday during their annual March 8 march across the Federal District of Brasilia (DF) on the eight femicides already recorded so far this year in the country's capital, Agencia Brasil reported.

In the first two months of 2023, eight cases of femicide were registered in the Federal District. According to the Public Safety Secretariat of the DF (SSP-DF), only in the first week of 2023, four cases were recorded. During all of last year, 17 women were murdered in the DF, victims of femicide. One of the coordinators of the Casa Ieda Santos Delgado, Thaís Oliveira stressed that there is a lack of shelter spaces for women victims of domestic violence in the country's capital.

“The march today is for these eight women who are no longer here. There was an increase in the number of cases of femicide in DF and these women died just for being women. Today is a day to remember the thousands of women who had their lives taken by machismo and fascism,” she said.

“Domestic violence is worrying and we have been since last year without a physical space because we were evicted by governor Ibaneis [Rocha, currently removed from office]. We continue the work in an itinerant way, with partnerships, but the requests for support don't stop coming,” he added. The Casa Ieda Santos Delgado is a reference space for women in situations of domestic violence.

Continue reading.

[micksradio]

hi, i’m Thaís, she/her, i’m 25 and a graphic design student. 

this blog is another attempt of mine to create stuff and put it out in the world without thinking to much about it. in this blog you will find motorsport stuff, mainly f1 and fe. everything not motorsport related can be found under the non f1 tag.

if you’re looking for a specific driver or team in here, you can search for it under their names tags (ex. /tagged/Mick+Schumacher or /tagged/Ferrari). if you don’t find the driver you’re looking for, it probably is because i don't like him very much and don’t post about him.

feel free to ask or send messages whenever you feel like it, about whatever you feel like.

let’s just simp away about beautiful people and art.

[spooky-drusilla]

Congratulations on 100!!!! ok I confess I had a really hard time thinking of something to request. But I could always rely on my love for Dru so can you do something with her and Thais?

Yesss absolutely!!!! Thank you so much for taking the time to request this, it means the world to me💜💜 Also, we don’t really have a description of Thaís other than ‘brown hair’, but apparently CC has a pin on her Pinterest that’s supposed to represent our girl, so I based myself on that🥰🥰 And now I���m kinda angry that all of our latine characters are identical, but I’ll leave that for later

Thank you so much for requesting this!! I absolutely love Dru and Thaís🥰🥰

If anyone else would like to request a drawing, my little requesting rules can be found right here!

[littlx-songbxrd]

@cortanas-star definetly, definetly

Look I have 99 different problems but seeing fanart of the poc tsc characters in their traditional clothing would solve at least 90 of them

[lyraquasar]

[ENG] So Thais is super healthy and super excited. Don't be fooled by her frown, she loves to party, skate and hang out with her friends. For her, the more the better. She dates Penny, a much quieter girl, but they get along great. Thais is also Carlos and Lyra's best friend. PS: never drink your green drinks, they taste horrible.

[PT-BR] Então, a Thaís é super saudável e super animada. Não se deixe enganar pela cara fechada, ela adora festas, andar de skate e sair com os amigos. Para ela, quanto mais melhor. Ela namora a Penny, uma garota bem mais tranquila, mas ela se dão super bem. Thaís também é a melhor amiga do Carlos e da Lyra. PS: nunca beba suas bebidas verdes, elas tem um gosto horrível.

Cabelo por/Hair by @daylifesims (I used the soft cut set. You can find it here -> https://www.patreon.com/posts/soft-cut-set-lu-63375829)

Piercings by @arethabee from the Rebel Colection (You can find it here -> https://www.patreon.com/posts/rebel-collection-61832393)

[thechangeling]

Terrified with the lights out

Cw: Disassociation, Major character in the processes of dying (but isn't actually dead yet), grief and smoking.

Title is from Alone/with you by Daughter.

Chapter One: Far away

There is something almost sacred about this moment. Kit sitting on Ty's bed, stroking his shivering face. Both of them murmuring to each other in hushed low voices. There is an intimacy to this moment that would almost be sweet in a different context.

But all Alyssa sees now is her friend dying, and everyone is powerless to stop it. She's powerless to stop it.

There is a certain numbness that has taken over. She feels distant and far away from her body, like she could just let go and drift away. Because she refuses to stay here with her emotions.

Alyssa had been getting better at dealing with her intense feelings lately. Therapy helps, so does spending time with members of her community and sharing her experiences. Building friendships with other Autistic QPOC online, especially other Fillipinos was like a lifeline. Talking with people who shared some of her experiences and feelings was like putting a balm on wounds she hadn't even realized she was bleeding from.

She had been hanging out with Jaime more and more, taking him to all her favorite places in New York, to outdoor concerts and festivals. She had taken him dancing and felt his heartbeat race against hers as they moved together along with the defeaning beat that sunk into her skin and tickled her bones.

She had been trying to build a life for herself outside of her relationship with Ty. Because as her therapist had pointed it out, it probably wasn't healthy to put all her eggs in one basket so to speak. Alyssa had a tendency to get fixated on certain people like a special interest. They became the one thing she always thought about and the one person she always wanted to spend time with.

She had been trying to break that cycle and now Ty was dying.

Fuck.

The connection to Livvy to keep her ghost here, tethered to Ty had proven to be too much. Alyssa always knew this day was coming. She tried to talk to Ty, convince him to let her go. But he just wouldn't. He couldn't. And in a way she understood. But at the same time she just couldn't. She wanted to shake him, to scream in his face and make him understand.

She fixes her lip gloss. Alyssa wasn't exactly sure why she decided to dress up to come see her best friend on his death bed. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that she always feels the need to keep her outsides perfectly manicured and presentable to act as armour to distract from the mess with in. Makeup done, hair pulled into a neat braid, a stylish outfit complete with low heels.

Quotes from Buffy the vampire slayer play on a loop in her head. She can hear Darla's voice.

My boy. My beautiful boy.

He's choosing to leave you, the voices whisper. Just like everyone else.

She feels numb and far away, so far away that she hardly resisters the hand on her arm. Then she does and it burns, sending shocks of pain deep into her skull.

She wants to yell, to scream at the person to go away, to stop touching her. But she can't find the energy. It's all been zapped out of her. Far away she can hear a voice talking to her.

"Fuck. Do we need to need to turn you off and on again or something?"

Janessa. Kit's friend. The vampire girl. Alyssa should have sensed it.

"Nessie! Show a little compassion. Her friend is very sick!" Says another voice. Thaís Pedroso, the shadowhunter from Brazil. Janessa's girlfriend.

She hears another voice, this one in her head.

We're not supposed to move the body.

Great episode. 10/10. Sarah Michelle Geller's performance was phenomenal.

"We're not supposed to move the body," she whispers under her breath.

Janessa tries to grab her again. Finally Alyssa finds her voice, race coursing through her as she's jolting back into the present moment.

"Don't touch me!" She screams, yanking her arm away. Janessa looks like she wants to fight, but then seems to decide against it.

Everyone is staring at Alyssa with a mixture of pity and fear. She knows that look all too well.

Except for Kit and Ty still lost in their own little world and Ty far too weak to pay attention to anything more the an inch away from him.

In that moment it all comes rushing back, fear and anger and overwhelming crushing despair. She should be crying shouldn't she? Dru's crying softly in the corner with Ash rubbing her shoulder. Alyssa can hear the sound of the clock on the wall ticking away. Each tick bangs against the walls of her skull.

"Come with me," Janessa says firmly. It takes a moment for Alyssa to realize that she's talking to her. She stares at the wall ahead, there are cracks in the plaster of the institutes walls. She traces them with her eyes, sliding her teeth against each other to match the lines.

He is dying.

Her arms and legs have dissapeared. Oh well.

"Come with me," Janessa says again, her tone contains more bite.

Alyssa digs her nails into her palms and wills herself to come back, wills herself to move.

"Ok," she whispers. Her voice sounds cracked like she hasn't drunk water for days.

Janessa leads her out of Ty's bedroom, down the hall and downstairs and out the door. There is a tense energy to her movements and the way she's carrying herself, as if she's put up a wall.

She knows that she's probably worried about Kit. Kit who hasn't stopped researching and looking for a cure while Ty sleeps, and reading to him softly when he wakes. Ali sees the look on his face when Ty has another coughing fit and blood spatters appear on his arm, or when he shakes and shivers with painful convulsions. Kit can't survive this.

She would say the same thing about herself if she wasn't already broken.

Anush is the same way as Kit. He's still at the scholomance pouring over every resource they have, constantly texting her with updates that she rarely ever reads.

She just can't. Alyssa knows it's false hope. She knows that the universe isn't kind enough to give them a fucking break.

It's cool crisp night with a slight wind and the  strands of hair that aren't in Nessie's half up messy bun flutter around a little.

Nessie. That's what Kit, Mari, Lizzie and Thaìs call her. Like the fucking lochness monster.

Alyssa knows it's short for Janessa, but still.

Janessa leans against the side of the institute putting one foot up against the wall and pulls out a pack of cigarettes.

"Want one?" She holds the open pack out to Alyssa.

Alyssa, feeling like total garbage actually considers it for a minute before shaking her head. "No. You forget, some of us can actually get lung cancer." Janessa laughs, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it.

"Your loss babe," she says with a smirk before taking a drag.

Janessa is the kind of person who gives everyone nicknames or pet names. She calls Thaís "angel" and Kit "Kit-Kat" or love, or babes. Alyssa isn't sure whether she likes it or not. However, she's definitely not immune to a hot girl calling her babe.

Janessa blows the smoke out gradually and Ali watches it curl on the wind.

"I'm sorry," she finally says. The words sound so foreign coming from Janessa. "I know this has gotta suck for you. I didn't mean to make it worse." She turns to look at her and Ali finds herself captivated by the piercing gray of her eyes. It makes her homesick. Homesick for the person whose gray eyes she's used to seeing. The person who can make it all better.

It's kind of funny, how she wants Ty to comfort her over his own death.

"I'm not great at the whole comforting people thing," Janessa admits. "But I'm here if you need to vent, or go break shit or whatever I don't know your process." She was waving her hands around while she spoke, creating trails of smoke everywhere.

"But I'm here."

Yeah, she was. And Alyssa didn't know what to make of that or what to say.

They fell into silence again as Janessa took another long drag from her cigarette and blew out the smoke. Alyssa found her gaze settling on Janessa's lips and the way they pursed around the cigarette, her elegant sharp jaw line and muscles of her slender neck.

Janessa was beautiful in that messy way Alyssa liked. In the way she wasn't. She had never found herself overly attracted to the pretty and delicate girls. The ones in magazines with perfect hair and makeup and the perfect smiles or the nice girls who always remembered to say please and thank you. She likes raw and messy and dirty. Brutal honestly from the kind of girl who looked like she could knock her out in one punch. Girls with fire in their eyes who could swallow her whole, eat her raw.

Ok so Alyssa might be a little deranged. She can live with that.

There is a familiar feeling curling in her gut. A welcome distraction. She doesn't think. She doesn't remind herself why this is a bad idea.

She walks forehead and pulls Janessa forward by the hips, kissing her deeply. And for a split second she doesn't react. Ali can taste the tobacco on her breath.

Until Janessa shoves her away with the full strength of a vampire and Alyssa goes flying. She hits the sandy ground hard and distantly registers pain somewhere on her body.

It feels distant though.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? I have a girlfriend remember?"

Such an excellent question. Alyssa wants to apologize but instead she stays there sitting on the dirty ground, staring off into space.

Janessa shakes her head and angrily throws her cigarette butt on the ground, stamping it out with the heel of her Doc Martin. "Look, I know you're grieving, but don't try that shit again. Ever."

Grieving. Alyssa wants to rip her skin off. She wants to scream, to cry.

Instead she lays down. The ground doesn't feel like anything.

Maybe she's dead. Maybe she's dying along with him. She hears the door.

Janessa's probably going back inside. Back to where Ty is. Alyssa knows she should follow.

She doesn't. She stars up at the night sky, at the constellations that she and Ty used to trace with their fingers. She wonders who she'll be when he's dead.

When she is no longer a we.

Tagging: @lavender-scented-rat   @littlx-songbxrd    @have-a-holly-jolly-angstmas @amchara @wagner-fell @sandersgrey @the-wckd-powers @spooky-drusilla @ellexu

[docheros]

a story about you

"He held out a black business card, your wide eyes read it: Inspiring Research of Impossible Sciences."

A/N: THE BACKSTORY WOOO

listen i know second pov stories are supposed to be neutral on the reader, but i felt that the only way to tell tae's story would be viewing from her pov ^^" that being said, i hope you enjoy!!!

You sat on the small orange sofa in the staff room and sighed, like if your whole body were sinking into the old leather. As if all this weekend anguish had vanished along with the air in your mouth, leaving you feeling lighter. But you knew that at the end of the day, the moment you’d enter your car, they would come back.

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You heard your name called, and when you turned your head, you found the secretary in the doorway, staring at you.

— Bom dia, Fernanda.

— Tem alguém querendo falar contigo na secretaria.

You snorted and slapped your hands on your thighs, standing up. You followed Fernanda down the teens’ classroom hallway, stairs, the children's classroom hallway, and finally, the secretary's door. She stopped.

— Ele disse que são assuntos pessoais — she looked you up and down — sei que consegue se defender sozinha, mas se precisar de algo, grita, tá bom?

You nodded and entered the room. The man waiting for you was tall, blond, with light eyes, a voluminous beard and European features. He didn’t seem to be from around here, from the South, perhaps? He was looking at the school certificates and turned when he saw you enter.

— Bom dia… eu sou a professora Th-

— I know who you are — he smiled, a weird smile — Thaís.

You pressed your lips together, swallowing hard. Why did he speak English? And how did he know you?

— Don’t worry, miss Costa, your questions will be answered shortly — you froze; last name too? — if you accept my offer.

He held out a black business card, your wide eyes read it: Inspiring Research of Impossible Sciences.

— …I.R.I.S? — you raised your eyes to him, still with your head down — I… thanks for this, but I’m not good with scien-

— Oh no, we aren’t offering you the scientist role — he surrounded you, analyzing, as if you were his prey — that take years of study, you know?

You put the card on your pocket, cracking your fingers. That man… you felt inferior.

— We see your potential, miss Costa, and we ask you to be our guard.

— Guard? But… But I don’t have any special training… 

— Don't worry, you'll be trained alongside our rookie class — he put his hands behind his body — it's a hard job, sure, and you'd need to leave everything behind, but… — he smiled — it's very rewarding.

— Everything behind? It’s not here?

— I mean, why would I be talking in english for a brazilian job? It’s in Los Angeles.

— Los Angeles? — you lowered your head, cracking again your, now cold and sweaty, fingers — but… I can’t! I have family here, friends, university…

— What family, miss Costa? — he asked, very slowly, the word "family" dancing in his mouth — the same one who abandoned you? The one with unconditional love, unless you didn’t fit the norm? The one who turned their backs on you, because someone spoke a bit too much?

— Meus… meus… — you took a step back, he took a step forward — my friends! My university…

— People abandoned you once, what stops them from doing it again? Does your degree really matter, with no one to celebrate it with you? — his blue eyes pierced you, and suddenly the secretary's office seemed to have shrunk a lot — don’t you want to start as a new person?

Your own silence was deafening. What prevented you from answering?

— We'll accept you, Miss Costa. We want to help you — he pulled away, and all tension broke, you felt air in your lungs again — will you accept my offer?

You sighed, staring at him with furrowed brows. Not that he was wrong… your mother? She looked at you disapprovingly. Your father? Wouldn't even look at your face! Your cousins, your supposed safe place? One had already said too much, what prevented the others from doing the same? Was it still possible to trust them?... Trust anyone?

You remembered your home, so happy and noisy before, now gray and silent. Because of you, both ways. You were the shame of the family now anyway. After years and years of being everyone's model, the perfect Thaís, the Thaís who never gave any trouble, all down the drain, for such insignificant things? What was your sexuality close to finishing college in a federal university? When did your appearance matter next to working at the best school in your town?

You had everything. Everything. And now…

The man remained impassive, waiting for an answer.

— Why… why is your job rewarding?

— Why, miss Costa, you’ll start a brand new life! We’ll offer you a place to sleep, food, training, you won’t need to worry about being perfect again. Isn’t that what you want?

You looked at your feet, looked around, looked at the man. You already had nothing to lose… anyway.

— I accept, your offer.

— Wonderful, miss Costa — he smiled that weird smile again — you won’t regret it.

— But… I do have one request.

— Yes?

— You talk about a brand new life, about leaving everything behind… so I’ll do this. I... I would like to be called… Tae. Just Tae.

— Of course — he nodded — guard Tae?

— Yeah — you shrugged — that’ll do.

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tags: @the-pastel-kitsune @intothebutterflyburrow @glass-trash-bab @climbing-starrs

[sandersgrey]

"

"So," Jaime dragged out the 'o'. "Why are we in Colorado?"

Dru shrugged, "Kit said he had a surprise for us."

They heard a honk as an RV drove up next to where they were standing on the sidewalk, the window rolled down and revealed Kit and Mari sitting in the front seats. "Who wants to visit the most haunted location in the United States?"

"That's why you called us out here?" Anush asked, "Ty and I have inventions to get back to."

"Sure." Ty said, ignoring Anush.

"Hell yeah!" Thaís and Dru both said.

"I thought that haunted places here were just tourist traps?" Jaime asked.

Lizzie leaned forward onto the console, "some are but the Stanley is known for truly being haunted. I showed Kit a video of two guys going there and staying the night and he said he wanted to check it out himself."

"So now we put together a list of haunted places in the U.S. and we're going on a roadtrip, thought you guys might want to join us." Mari continued.

"So we'll be going and talking to ghosts all summer?" Ash asked.

"Yup. So get in and let's get the best summer ever started." Kit said, turning the radio back on just as Owl City's Good Time started playing.

"

-Ghost Roadtrip AU because I need more Kit seeing ghosts content

Oh hell yeah!!!! Spooky ghost boy AND roadtrip AU i love that!

[the-bee-graveyard]

The Wicked Powers as things that have been said in group chats I’m in:

Kit: kill all the orphanages

Ty: when you say that do you mean kill the building or the orphans inside

Livvy: with arson you can do both

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Kit: I’m back guys, I didn’t fall down the stairs :(

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Dru, smacking Kit’s hand away from their list: my names at the top so don’t put yours higher than mine

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Ty: they can’t sue you if they’re dead

•••

Ty: did you kill someone?

Dru: everyone I would kill is here, so no

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Ty, to Kit: I almost want you to make mistakes

Livvy: no, I’ll commit to wanting you to make mistakes. Fuck up bitch, go on. Do it.

Kit: what the fuck?

Dru: you heard her, fuck this shit up

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Livvy: that’s mean

Kit: good thing none of us have a problem with that

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Dru, looking at Thaís: I won’t hesitate to write an essay on how perfect women are

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Kit: then I remember that if I die 90% of this groups charm dies with me

Dru: 90% of nothing is still nothing

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Dru: if any of you screw this up I will cut your neck open, painfully open your insides thought the hole I made, then I’ll put them in a jar and sell them on eBay for two dollars

Kit: I’m scared

Livvy: you’re right, she should sell it for three per jar

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Kit: sometimes I want to do self murder and sometimes I want to do other people murder it just depends on how I’m feeling

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Kit: ALL THE STRAIGHTS GIVE UP YOUR STRAIGHT CARDS SO WE CAN FURTHER THE GAY AGENDA

Ty: FUCK YES

Dru: BRB I GOTTA GO TELL MY HOMIE SATAN ABOUT THIS SHIT

[allthebrazilianpolitics]

Brazil: berating and quitting of participant from the country’s biggest reality show after its first gay kiss spark debate about biphobia

The first kiss between men in the history of Big Brother Brazil - in 21 years of the existence of Brazil’s biggest reality show - became a storm of biphobia after participants Lumena Aleluia, Karol Conká, Pocah, and Nego Di accused actor Lucas Penteado of using economist Gilberto Nogueira as strategy to gain prominence within the program. The quartet invalidated the actor's bisexuality. 

During the Holi Festival party, the actor and the economist carried out a hot kiss in the middle of the dancefloor, shocking everyone present with the exchange of affection. Unlike the joy that heterosexual participants Fiuk and Thaís Braz caused when they hooked up quickly, the reaction of several participants was to question Lucas's "real" intentions.

"I hope it doesn't end here.", declared Penteado after the kiss on Nogueira, who was euphoric. Arcrebiano Araújo and Pocah were left without reaction, and the model still received praise from the actor. "You thought it was a joke, you're hot!", joked the actor.

Lucas came out as bisexual in conversation with his colleague Juliette Freire, and psychologist and DJ Lumena made fun of him, despite being openly lesbian. Disgusted with the scene, the psychologist went to talk to João Luiz Pedrosa in the kitchen, looking for validation. "He's using him. He's a gabbler and gabblers gets sick! He's a gabbler. João, am I wrong?", Asked the DJ and psychologist. Without knowing what it was about, the teacher Pedrosa asked what she was talking about. "Lucas is using Gil.", she added. 

"I don't think it's up to us to judge his sexuality.", said João. "I'm not judging his sexuality, but his game and game strategy.", justified Lumena. "But if he uses that for game strategy there, it might be a problem.", agreed the teacher. Then, Lumena claimed that Lucas would be using the LGBT+ movement as a stage to promote himself.

Shortly afterwards, the artist threatened to leave the reality show and began to be attacked by his fellow participants. Karol and Pocah kept shouting that they were also bisexual. "There are several ways to come out", wanted to teach the funk singer Karol. "You are not special, there are a lot of LGBT people here. You fell into your own trap, you did not catch the vision. There is no point in appropriating the LGBT+ agenda here, there are other people like you, you are appropriating serious agendas.", shouted Lumena.

"You are appropriating a collective agenda in favour of an issue that is yours, individual, an individual thing. You are appropriating a historic, collective struggle, in favor of an egoic demand, of your egoic demand. I mean it!" militant, accusing him of appropriating the LGBT+ cause. 

"Yeah, think that I am toying with something that is me, because I do not know how to be someone else. And I will not live with other people who do not accept who I am.", replied Penteado. Crying, he lamented at the door of the confessional room: "I will not be accepted here, I will not be accepted when I get back there in my community, I will not be accepted by my friends, I will not be accepted by my family.", he said.

After the youngster gave up, Nego Di told Gilberto that his brother was being used by his rival, in addition to giving his opinion on the matter. "Lucas never said anything about being bisexual to anyone, I thought it was too much of a low blow for him to do that.", decreed the comedian. 

The following night, Lumena seemed to cry after Tiago Leifert, the reality show’s host, made a speech about participants’ lack of fair play, saying everything becomes bigger inside the house. However, Lucas had already quit the program. "He tried as hard as possible to stay there. Lucas is fine, I called him today. He is fine. It will serve as growth and learning. We’re still on week 3.", said the host

Bisexuality 101

Bisexuality is a sexual orientation in which the individual defines themself as attracted to all genders, either physically, emotionally, or both at the same time. What should have been a reason for the LGBT+ public to celebrate, and to perhaps see a same-sex couple formed within a Big Brother Brasil edition, turned into a horror show with Lumena's selective activism in invalidating and questioning Lucas's bisexuality, being that sexual orientation is a completely personal aspect, in which there is no room for judgments by others.

Biphobia comes from heterosexual people and even from the lesbian, gay, and trans movement itself, when it disregards bisexuality as a valid orientation. For many, you can only be gay, lesbian, or straight, and liking all genders does not exist. In addition, bisexuals are classified as indecisive, promiscuous, and confused, with prejudice and erasure.

In 2016, the United States Center for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) reported that 5.5% of women and 2% of men in the country identified themselves as bisexual in a survey. These numbers are higher than those of people who said they were “homosexuals, gays, or lesbians”, who answered for 1.3% of women and 1.9% of men interviewed. In Brazil, there are no official national data, but a study by the NGO Livres & Iguais (Free & Equal) and the Brazilian Institute of Sexual Diversity (IBDSEX) released in 2020 gives an idea of the demographics of the LGBT+ population here. According to the report Essays on the Profile of the LGBT+ Community, which interviewed 8,918 Brazilians, 17.6% declared they were bisexual. Among men (considering cis and trans people), the percentage of bisexuals identified in the survey is 10.7%; and among women (taking into account cis, trans, and transvestites), the rate of this sexual orientation was 39.5%. 

But even so, bisexuals are target of prejudice in several areas. According to the NGO Livres & Iguais, "negative stereotypes about bisexual people include myths that they are 'wanting to get attention' or 'just experimenting', and that they are 'immoral' or 'unstable' ''. The organization points out that the denial of the fact that bisexuality exists, making it invisible, added to policies and services that do not meet the specific needs of bisexual people, are also forms of discrimination. "Biphobia affects people's ability to report abuse and access services, as well as the possibility of seeking protection.", notes the NGO in a document.

Bisexual people are also at greater risk of experiencing violence than the general population - and bi women are most at risk. According to Livres & Iguais, nearly one in two bisexual women in the United States has reported rape, which is three times more than the average for lesbian and heterosexual women. And it doesn't stop there: 75% of bisexual women reported having already faced other forms of sexual violence. "Bisexual women are twice as likely as heterosexual women to experience rape, physical violence and/or harassment by an intimate partner.”, reports the NGO. 

Lumena, being a black lesbian, should’ve known better than thinking it is her place to point fingers at the sexuality of others, especially a black man who is coming out publicly for the first time. Nego Di, a heterosexual black man, should have known better too, as well as the self-declared bisexual and black Pocah and Karol Conká.

Sources (from which many paragraphs were taken and translated): x, x, x, x

[littlx-songbxrd]

IM SCREAMING

I FINISHED MY MARI DRAWINGS

and when I say 'Mari' I also mean the other two drawings that come along with it yes that's why it took so long

[ID: Three drawings, the first one of Thaís Pedroso, Mari, and Dru Blackthorn, the second of Anush Joshi and Jaime Rosales, and the third of Ty Blackthorn and Kit Carstairs /End ID]

And some extra Thaís x Mari

[ID: A drawing of Thaís Pedroso kissing Mari's cheek. The background is a rainbow. /End ID]

Mari taglist (which is different than my usual taglist):

@juliettecxi @the-blackdale @icouldnotask @thechangeling @littlx-songbxrd @fevermadness @thomas-thedavid-lightwood @foxglove-airmid @ti-bae-rius @the-wckd-powers @arangiajoan @wagnerthedragon @carstairrs @cordais @youngreckless @lxdyblackthorn @icycoolslushie @yozinha-z @tiredassbibliophile @noah-herondale-lightwood @ithurielkeepsgettingkidnapped

[littlx-songbxrd]

Hey Zia I was wondering if you had any suggestions for finding stock photos of Latina models for making colleges? I'm trying to make a Thanessa college but I can't find any good photos for Thaís that look like the drawing CJ did.

Do you have any ideas? There was a website I used to go to for this stuff, it's how I found the model for Mari. But now i can't find it anymore.

Im gonna be 100% honest most my edits consist of me doing detective kind investigation on the things i find on pinterest after hours of scrolling and scrolling

Average edit of a non-white character unless ive already found a decent face claim to use in the past takes me almost an entire day

Or more

So if *you* have any tips pls send because i am definetly suffering here