#but necessary

[socialbutterfly19]

I’m f I’ve learned anything it’s some ppl are just snakes 🐍

[legbird]

hahaha Hey guys. .. this was understandably the first thing i thought of when i saw this frame in the barbie movie trailer. Ive seen some hilarious variations of this 😭

[chieana]

It's true, true art is dead, MCR shot it in the chest then in the head

[moodyvoid]

As hard as it is for her, Nana needed to face this. She was deep in denial of her role in this and just killing off Shigaraki wasn’t going to make that go away for her.

[lil-gae-disaster]

Art is dead - Bo Burnham is relatable.

Because I've been taught that my theater group depends on donations to finance the shows.

Because I've been taught that art is painting with colors. Anything else is anything but art.

Because art can't get you a stable life, you have to get a "real" job.

Because everyone likes the artistic pieces unless they find out they're made by a part of a group they hate (like disabled, poc, queer, etc.)

Because most successful artists have committed crimes nowadays.

Because my aunt complains that we don't do more modern pieces and doesn't appreciate our new interpretations of art that has existed for a long time.

Because art class is just about painting and not how we can utilize words, melodies, our voice to create all kinds of art.

Because artists get destroyed by (modern) education.

Because how can it be that I have been told countless times that "PaInTiNg WoNt GeT mE aNyWhErE" or "YoU cAnT mAkE a LiViNg OfF oF yOuR(my) wRiTiNg" and no one DARES to question why??

Because how can it be that people can't (won't) look at the layers old poems or paintings have and just view the top layer, which is how it looks???

BECAUSE I'VE BEEN CALLED A NERD FOR LOOKING BEHIND THE OBVIOUS JUST BECAUSE THE AVERAGE TEENAGER CAN'T.

BECAUSE I'VE BEEN CALLED CRINGE FOR WRITING AND THAT I SHOULD KEEP IT SECRET

BECAUSE THE WHOLE CLASS GROANS WHEN I WANNA PRESENT WHAT I'VE WRITTEN

BECAUSE MY WRITING HAS BEEN CALLED EMBARRASSING,

YET OTHERS ARE ENVIOUS OF MY PAINTINGS

EVEN THOUGH I JUST PAINT WHAT WORDS I HAVE IN MY HEAD

BECAUSE MY OWN FATHER MOCKED ME FOR MY FIRST ATTEMPTS AT WRITING

BECAUSE I'VE BEEN CALLED "CRINGE" "EMBARRASSING" AND A "NERD" JUST BECAUSE I AM NOT AS MENTALLY PUT BEHIND AS THE AVERAGE STUDENT

YES I CAN'T DO MATH AS GOOD AS YOU, BUT I HAVE EXCELLED AT THE JOKE POETRY ASSIGNMENT MY GERMAN TEACHER GAVE ME, WHEN YOU HAVE FAILED AND I WATCHED GLEEFULLY

I CAN EXPRESS MYSELF THROUGH MY KIND OF ART BETTER THAN YOU CAN ATTEMPT BECAUSE YES I MAY HAVE FOUR As BUT I STILL HAVE A MIND THAT CAN CREATE AND NOT JUST FOLLOW RULES.

My writing is art.

I want it to be recognized as art.

Art is not cringe.

Art is not embarrassing.

Art is not something to groan at.

Art is not something only for nerds.

Art is wonderful.

Art is to be appreciated and interpreted again.

And I fear for the future if this is the start of how art will be treated.

[lena-in-a-red-dress]

Morgana AU Pt 5

After what seems an interminable time, Gaius withdraws, leaving Gwen alone by the bedside. "I have done all I can," he says softly, "for now."

Kara barely looks up from her seat beside Morgana's cot, but Gwen utters a soft thank you.

"I shall go and update the king," the man continues. "I'll see to it that you are not disturbed."

In the quiet that follow his departure, Kara takes up a clean cloth and dips it into a bowl of water, and begins to clean Morgana's wrists. They are raw and weeping-- she must have been in the stocks from the moment they were separated, Kara realizes. Gwen does the same for the reddened band of skin at Morgana's neck, where it too had been rubbed raw by the stocks.

"What's going to happen now?" Kara murmurs quietly.

That Morgana will survive is an assumption they share, for Gwen's response cuts straight to the heart of the matter.

"I don't know," she says. "I don't deny she doesn't deserve punishment for her crimes, but... hasn't she been punished enough?"

Kara's gaze drifts back to the wrist in her hands, where new injury overlaps the old scars of iron manacles. She exhales, reminded of Lena, who had committed wrongs yet paid for them and more a hundred times over.

"I suppose that's not for us to decide," Kara observes quietly. "Is Arthur...?"

"He's not a cruel man," Gwen confirms, before her features grow solemn. "Or, at least he wasn't. That he would welcome a man like Sarrum into his castle... perhaps things have changed more than I thought."

Setting aside her damo cloth, Kara simply takes a moment to hold Morgana's hand in hers.

She could not say what may happen next, that much is certain. All she can promise is that, whatever happens-- Morgana will not face it alone.

---

They are allowed to keep vigil throughout the night without interruption, but early the following morning a knock sounds at the door. On the other side is Arthur, with dark circles under his eyes and looking far more haggard than a king ought to be.

"May I sit with her?" he asks.

Kara leaves the answer to Gwen, who steps aside to give him entrance. Beyond the door Kara catches a glimpse of Merlin, looking worried but making no move to trail inside behind his master.

"Thank you," Arthur says softly when Gwen closes the door firmly behind him. "I know I shouldn't-- I should... but I--"

"She's your sister," Gwen echoes his own words back at him. "And your friend."

"Or she was," Arthur observes. Gwen nods him towards the stool she'd vacated, and Arthur takes his seat. His hand twitches towards Morgana's as she yet sleeps, but ultimately is gripped by the other. "I never wished for that to change, and yet..."

"We've all made our choices."

Arthur blinks up at her, but says nothing. The history between them, between all three of them, hangs heavy and unspoken in the air. Kara remains quiet.

"What of the other prisoners--?"

"Freed," Arthur says quickly.

"And Sarrum?" Gwen presses, barely containing the poison in her voice.

Arthur pauses at that.

"Contained, for now." He swallows thickly. "He has related the manner of his... history, with Morgana."

"And you allow him to live?" Kara speaks up for the first time, anger sharpening her words. Arthur looks at her in surprise. "The man is a monster--"

"With a sizeable force outside my walls," Arthur points out. "I must tread carefully."

"He thought you would welcome a handful of druids for your pyres, Arthur," Gwen murmurs. "Why?"

Arthur shakes his head. "There have been no executions during my reign--"

"And yet he brought us to you in shackles!"

"He is used to treating with my father!" Arthur snaps, bristling before calming once more. "I cannot control how others perceive me--"

"You can. You can if your policies no longer target vulnerable people just trying to live their lives. They weren't harming anyone--"

"I know. I know. But if policy changes before the people are ready--"

"Your people are dying! Not by magic, but by the cruelty of your would-be allies," Gwen points out. "You are the king-- you set the example, or others will set it for you."

Instead of responding with the indignation Kara expects, Arthur seems to deflate a little. He exhales, turning his gaze back towards Morgana.

"I know."

[bengals-barnesbabe]

so… guess who’s back on her meds😅

clearly I’ve been feeling a lot better (hence the content I’m pumping out, Joey B’s coming back tmr). I just wanted to take this time and update those who have left kind comments under my post about my struggles.

I also wanted to say, Depression, recovery, mental health and more aren’t linear. Patterns are fun to play with and study, but your symptoms won’t always look the same. You may not even notice the change happening to you because I certainly didn’t.

I’ve had this diagnosis since I was in 8th grade and the last few months were some I could barely wrap my head around. Until I was brutally honest with my care team. I know it hurts, but tell the professionals the truth about how you feel. Did i relive some bad moments, yes. But I’ve started to feel better than I have in months.

Listen to your therapist, they really are just trying to help.

-xoxo babe

[awii-lyn]

I was worried about you...damn cute fishbone!!

I just noticed that I'm not really good at romantic moments huh. If someone has a request, you can let me know!

[the--last-great-american-dynasty]

this is your quick reminder that learning how to cook, clean, do laundry, budget money, wake up to alarms, plan for meals, and personal hygiene are all necessary skills for basically everyone and that you will need to learn how to do all of them to be a functioning adult

[lila-rae]

This is fucking insane:

This is why Black women having access to black doctors/midwives/nurses/doulas is so so so important.

[satoruxx]

to all the people who keep up with my art i’m apologizing in advance for what i’m going to post today…

[starrynightsxo]

have y'all ever made a massive post about something, put it in drafts and then went to go post it only to just FRICKING delete it by accident 😃

[sparklyoats]

Got my hair cut today😍 I look like an actual mom now😆

[nutal]

The notes app feels less judgmental than the google docs app.

[phatburd]

I did a little fic update last night. You're welcome.

Once Was All There Was: Chapter 7 - The Gallows