#but that one is difficult to use

[exoflash]

anyways. Despite being leagues better than Chrome, Firefox still does have web trackers in it. If you want total privacy look into modified versions of Firefox like Icecat or Firedragon

[hinamie]

playing around w slightly different hair renders

[harumichiii]

SAILOR MOON S: Episode 18 - 「芸術は愛の爆発!ちびうさの初恋」

[muzzlemouths]

can i also be beautiful if i am dangerous?

[frostlorn]

astarion is taking blood donations 🩸🩸

[arttsuka]

Trying to find a way to draw Octavius (failing miserably)

[soybean-official]

It's going to hurt every time

[ghostbsuter]

"Oh, fuck no." The door is slammed, unfortunately for him, the guy stuck his foot in the jamb and pushed it open again.

"C'mon luv!" Constantine smiles charmingly, not waiting for Danny and entering the apartment.

At least Batman, Nightwing and Spoiler had the patience to wait for him to invite them in. Sagging against the door, he beckoned them inside.

Despite the caution, Spoiler gleefully stepped in, looking around like a child in an amusement park— which might not be too far off.

His apartment is, with all its wards and enchantments, very magical inside than it is outside.

The planetary system of another world, used as light for the living room and for practice.

(Nightwing is careful with what he touches. He still remembers the hours they spent in Mumbo Jumbo's hat.)

Batman on the other hand is following Constantine and Danny to what he assumes to be the office, if the amount of magical stuff carelessly laying around means anything.

"Alright fucker, what are you doing here? And how did you even know I live in gotham?"

John had the audacity to look abashed, scratching the back of his head with a nervous chuckle.

"Something came up and you know Gotham doesn't like me. She is much more used to you and I wanted to introduce bats to you, in case of emergency."

The young adolence stares owlishly.

(How did Constantine expect him to act at the fact that he's trusting a magical situation into the hands of a stranger?

Batman isn't sure how good the boy even is!)

"That's incredible thoughtful of you Connie." Danny hums. "What did you lose for your sorry ass to come here?"

Spoiler snorts, petting a red salamander. "He didn't lose anything." She reassures with a wave, giving an exaggerated smile and raising her brows to show that she's finding it very amusing.

Constantine sputters.

"Ancient knows how Zatanna and Raven deal with him."

Nighteing perks up from the side where he'd looked over the books, some pixie fairies(?) fawning over him? "Raven? You know her?"

Danny suppresses another sigh.

[ruporas]

all I wanted was to save them... (ID in alt)

[st-hedge]

MGSV sketch dump. The brainrot is thriving

[flowercrowncrip]

I met up with a friend of mine today for coffee today, and we got onto talking about disability communities online (mostly TikTok) And about how much pressure there is online to be happy about disability, in particular wheelchair use.

The videos we both get recommended are excited people making happy smiley "come with me to get my first wheelchair!" Type Videos, And people talking about how great it is to use a wheelchair. And how much the narrative is pushed that any negative feelings towards using a wheelchair must stem from internalised ableism , and expressing them publicly is almost "letting the Community down".

And we were talking about how we both felt almost guilty that our experiences have been different from that. That we find our chairs cumbersome and difficult and wish we could go without them. About how we’ve both sat alone crying about hard it is to be disabled when we got to the point of needing a chair, and that getting our first chairs wasn’t a particularly happy experience or one that we wanted to draw lots of attention to.

So I just want to say if you hate your disability or the fact you need a wheelchair then that’s a very normal reaction to have and not wrong to express. If you describe yourself as “wheelchair bound” or “confined to a wheelchair” then that’s your right to do so. And If you’re in treatment right now to delay or prevent eventual wheelchair use then that’s a perfectly legitimate goal to have for treatment, and if you end up needing a chair later down the line any feelings you have about that are understandable, whether that’s relief or grief or a big mix of everything.

[alcoholicweiwuxian]

bestiessssss <3

click for better quality; tumblr eats lines

[belleski]

love characters that are so messed up and pathetic and loser-core and will cause the downfall of the multiverse and have narrative parrallels to the protagonists and will cannonically kill and- [image description] A digital illustration of the spot from across the spiderverse. He resembles a black humaniod silohette with a painterly texture - with multiple arms and heads branching off from the main body - and spiralling white spots on various points of his body. The main silohette is surrounded by a distressed white outline which stands out against the black circular void that takes up most of the background. The rest of the background is a distorted, spiraling blur of dark greens, blues and bright pinkish reds that circle the central spot. [end id]

[mew-sanctuary]

So about a year ago, I started this Mewtwo style study, drawing some of the babytwos from members of the amazing commewnity, as well as some other characters from artists I greatly enjoy. Kappa, as a kangaskhan fusion, has natural motherly instincts and attracts children.

I tried to keep the proportions and shapes as accurate as possible to study as many designs and details as possible.

Featuring in approximately left to right order:

Pigment from @xxtc-96xx

Marshmallow from @polteashop

Copper from @absolutedream-art

Nana from @dxzziie

Momo from @loupy-mongoose

Chilli from @penumbramewtwos

Twotwo from @whatifmw

Blu from @mewtwoandme

Dot from @oddestoddish

Novus from @mew-dump

Oddy from @phlurrii

Red from @pokemon-ash-aus

Pip from @blues-sues

Contrast from @paradoxiusblack

Mizuki from @secret-mewtwo

Matcha from @inaris-pokemon-world

Bingo from @askvekpa

[divorcedtom]

succession characters being forced to perceive tomgreg

[inkskinned]

it just sucks because nothing is ever fucking made for you, and if it is made for you like 75% of the time it gets chopped into little pieces by every person alive because this is the one thing you have, so it has to prove itself to you.

like, a thing can't just be for women. men need to assign it to women. women have to experience "must" or "should" before their hobbies and passions - women are allowed to do silly, passive things like tuck our ankles and titter behind a fan, or something. women are allowed to, they are welcomed to. like the world is a house and we are supposed to be in the kitchen and now we are being given the divine right to enter the living room if we bring chips

because when it becomes for you, or about you, that is when the thing is vile. you should/must wear makeup so you can appear beautiful to men. once you wear makeup for yourself, or because you yourself enjoy putting it on, then you are no longer doing the right thing. there is a reason men hate certain fashion trends. there is a reason men hate things like the pumpkin spice latte - because it's not about them. you are buying it because it is good for you. they degrade your passions and interests. there is a reason women-led fields are largely seen as being "not a real" profession. when you are a good cook, that is because you can provide for him. close your eyes. you're not going to be a chef, be honest. that is a man making food for himself.

bras are made so breasts will be appealing to men. they are rarely about comfort or support. you have given up entirely on the idea of pockets. young girls have to worry about a shorter inseam on their shorts. a girl on instagram gets her septum pierced, and men in the comments are rabid about it - i just want to rip it out of her face. she'd be beautiful without it.

and fucking everything is for them. even the media that is "for you" is for them, eventually. remember "my little pony"? remember how hard it is to convince any executive to believe that little girls are worth selling to? in the media that is for you, you see little ways that you still need to make it accessible for them - the man is always powerful, smart, masculine. he is a man's man. the media usually forgives him. it usually says okay, some men are awful, but hey! gotta love 'em. because if you don't hold their hands and say "this is literally just a story about my lived reality", they shit their pants about it. they demand you put them into the media that's for you.

these are people who are so used to glutting themselves on the world. they are used to having every corner and every dollar and every place of leadership. so you say can i please have one slice of cake, just for myself, please, holy shit. and they fucking weep about it. they say you're being unfair, because some of their one-thousand-slices aren't beautiful, and your singular cake slice doesn't have their name on it. and aren't you being rude by not offering to share?

and honestly. fucking - yeah, man. you were kind of surprised, because the cake is a little basic (you bake at home, you're way past this stuff). but holy shit, it was nice just to be offered cake in the first place. you're used to having to starve. you're used to getting nothing, but going to the party anyway, because you're expected (professionally) to show up. you liked that it is a simple cake, and that it is warm, and mostly: you like that there is, for once, a cake-for-you.

in the real world, outside of metaphor, it feels like fucking being slapped. barbie didn't even say anything particularly unusual; it literally just made factually evident points. there are less women in leadership than men. we can look at that fact objectively. that is a real thing that is happening. and the movie is aware that it has to defend itself! that it has to spend like half an hour just turning to the camera and saying: i know this is hard for you to understand, but this is a real thing that women experience.

it's just - this is that one kid on the playground who thinks its allowed to hog all the toys. he builds this hoard that nobody else is allowed to even look at, or he'll get aggressive. everyone's a little scared of him, so they let it slide, because his daddy gave him the golden touch. he hates when people cry and thinks bullying is cool. he writes boys only! on a big sign and makes all his friends take "alpha male" classes.

and then girls pick up barbies, because there was nothing left for them. and in the void they've been given, with their scraps: they make long, spiraling narratives about how barbie is actually descended from snakes and has given her righteous followers magical (if concerning) powers and can speak 32 languages (2 of which are animal related) and has big plans for infrastructure (beginning with the local interstate). and the boy comes over, and he has a huge fit about how the girls aren't "including" him. he wants to know why the girls aren't making the story about ken.

"we didn't like your story." the girls blink at him. they point to his war stories and the gi joes and the millions of male-led narratives and how still in the modern day men get two-thirds of the speaking roles in movies and they point to men making mediocre shows that don't get lambasted and they point to men encouraging toxic masculinity and they point to men everywhere, men and men and men. and they say: "how is this our fault? you had ken."

"no!" he is already back to screaming and stomping his feet and tearing at his hair and intentionally reminding them that men are holding back thinly concealed violence and he says: "if it's not for me, it's actually sexism."