#long one sorry

[bananamaxpng]

proper oc post except im just infodumping. why not.

quick lore summary this is from an oc world @tamagoatchie and i are building - they have their own set of ocs as well and we still have plenty more. i hope to be able to finish a small book with a more proper lore dump of them before comifuro (local con).

left to right:

giovanni (johnny, he/him) and carlotta (charlie, he/him, transmasc) - fraternal twins, sons of an assassinated leader of the fictional nation of karteria. they have a very strained relationship ever since the death of their father. johnny serves their mother who is still alive. charlie is on the run after the realisation of why their father was murdered in the first place, and from there meets the crew. they know he comes from a rich background (seems obvious), but they don't know he's the assassinated leader's son.

jinyu gao (goldie, she/her) - just a regular orphan. originally in 2014, i and another friend originally made her as a younger child oc inspired by ponyo. the fish influences are still here, but it blends in well with in-world lore of animal symbolism being tied strongly with resistance and power. she grew up together with ohm and his late sister (who is not pictured here).

brian ong (ohm, he/him) - modified child soldier who escaped with the help of his late sister. they were taken in by a local butcher (adoptive father trope, very sweet) who also took goldie in after them. his nickname comes from the added sound system he decided to add into his cyborg parts, taking advantage of what's been done to him.

saru / xn-1 - robot soldier gone rogue. he wears a scarf knit by an old lady with dementia who mistook him for her late husband and he took care of until her death. he has a human-like face under his mask and takes it off only to those he trusts. every robot soldier has the face of a fallen veteran. he joined goldie and ohm some time after the assassination.

theres a lot more lore that's missed out here but if i kept going i wouldn't be able to stop. so this is where I'll end it lol

[kasaneteto]

so today has really sucked ive just been sitting around randomly crying all day. i haven’t really been able to eat anything or do much of anything. just sat around scrolling or watching shit. wish my new boss would send me my schedule so i can motivate myself to get back into a routine.

im ok tho. ive been thinking a lot about me and finn (thank you hazel for our talk i love yew 🫶) and reminding myself why i needed to break up with them both for them & for myself. but at the same time wishing i could have made it work. but there’s just no way, we needed space. we still need space. last night is evidence enough of that. but nobody makes me feel comfortable like they do. nobody makes me feel loved and appreciated like they do.

the thing ive been thinking about is how understood they made me feel. im not sure we can perfectly understand each other. it’s tricky because something i love about finn is their unique perspective on literally everything. theres nobody on this earth who thinks like finn does. but at the same time… sometimes i just don’t get them & they don’t get me. it can be really frustrating sometimes. they make assumptions about my behavior a lot, & maybe i make assumptions about theirs too but im not sure.

for example i was talking to them about something awkward i did recently and when i told them something i had said they were like “devin……. you should NOT have said that…… you’re trying so hard to be normal that you’re being really not normal” and it really stung that they said that because like… im not trying to be normal at all. i know that what i said & did was super abnormal. i don’t care about whether or not the things i do are normal anymore. i did it because i was being true to myself. so for them to say that im “trying so hard to be normal” that its having the opposite effect was like… idk. in that moment it made me feel like they didnt understand me at all. but seeing it from their perspective… maybe thats how they live around other people… because i know they worry a lot about what other people think and are worried about people thinking theyre weird. it makes me worry for them & their self esteem.

but anyways. they’re all ive been thinking about all day and its been impossible to not feel like ive made a mistake by ending our relationship. i know theres someone out there who would love me as much as finn but will i be able to love them as much as i love finn? i just dont know. its hard to picture. but i have to remind myself why i ended it. we were bringing out the worst in each other and holding each other back. maybe it could work again in the future but it wasnt working now. i have to remind myself. it wasn’t working.

so idk. hopefully ill start this new job soon & it’ll be great and i’ll be able to find out what i want. because i still can’t even tell if im monogamous or not 😭

[elvgreen]

📨 Random simblr question (for the ts3 simmers) of the day: What’s your favorite premade world?

ooh i love anon question game!!!

anyways that's kindaaa hard but my top 3 would be bridgeport, apaloosa plains, and tied between sunset valley, moonlight falls, and isla paradiso. i have the most memories playing in sunset valley and apaloosa plains so it's close to the heart!

one thing that a lot of custom worlds lack compared to ea's is realism. like all the ea worlds are realistic in that you could find a real place in the world that looks just like an ea world. it's a huge reason why i can't play in custom worlds because the houses and community lots don't follow the theme of the world, if that makes sense. but kudos to those custom worlds that DO. ea worlds just have stories and life that are hard to beat.

[theworstfoundingfathers]

Who is the worst? Round 1: John Hancock vs George Wythe

John Hancock (January 23, 1737 [O.S. January 12, 1736] – October 8, 1793) was an American Founding Father, merchant, statesman, and prominent Patriot of the American Revolution. He served as president of the Second Continental Congress and was the first and third Governor of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts.

Before the American Revolution, Hancock was one of the wealthiest men in the Thirteen Colonies, having inherited a profitable mercantile business from his uncle.

When Thomas Hancock died in August 1764, John inherited the business, Hancock Manor, two or three household slaves, and thousands of acres of land, becoming one of the wealthiest men in the colonies. The household slaves continued to work for John and his aunt, but were eventually freed through the terms of Thomas Hancock's will; there is no evidence that John Hancock ever bought or sold slaves.

In October 1777, after more than two years in Congress, Hancock requested a leave of absence. He asked Washington to arrange a military escort for his return to Boston. Although Washington was short on manpower, he nevertheless sent fifteen horsemen to accompany Hancock on his journey home. By this time Hancock had become estranged from Samuel Adams, who disapproved of what he viewed as Hancock's vanity and extravagance, which Adams believed were inappropriate in a republican leader. When Congress voted to thank Hancock for his service, Adams and the other Massachusetts delegates voted against the resolution, as did a few delegates from other states.

[During his time as Governor of Massachusetts] Hancock took a hands-off approach to governing, avoiding controversial issues as much as possible. According to William Fowler, Hancock "never really led" and "never used his strength to deal with the critical issues confronting the commonwealth."

George Wythe (1726 – June 8, 1806) was an American academic, scholar and judge who was one of the Founding Fathers of the United States. The first of the seven signatories of the United States Declaration of Independence from Virginia, Wythe served as one of Virginia's representatives to the Continental Congress and the Philadelphia Convention and served on a committee that established the convention's rules and procedures.

Wythe served as a judge for much of his life, first as a justice of the peace and then on the Virginia Court of Chancery. He was also a prominent law professor at the College of William & Mary and took on several notable apprentices. He remained particularly close to Jefferson and left Jefferson his substantial book collection in his will. Wythe became increasingly troubled by slavery and emancipated all of his slaves at the end of the American Revolution. Wythe died in 1806, apparently from poisoning, and his grand-nephew George Sweeny was tried and acquitted for Wythe's murder.

When Wythe's wife Elizabeth died on August 18, 1787, Wythe returned some slaves whom her father had bequeathed to Elizabeth to her remaining relatives. Wythe filed manumission papers for his long-time housemaid and cook Lydia Broadnax on August 20, 1787, two days after Elizabeth's death. Four years later, Lydia accompanied Wythe as he moved to Richmond, where he had previously commuted four times yearly to handle Chancery Court business. In addition, a young mixed-race youth, Michael Brown, born free in 1790, lived in Wythe's household. By 1797 Broadnax owned her own home, where she and Brown lived and took in boarders. Wythe had taken an interest in Brown, taught him Greek and shared his library with him. On January 29, 1797, Wythe also freed Benjamin, another adult slave who continued to work as his servant in Richmond; Wythe named Benjamin a beneficiary in his 1803 will, which included money for Brown's continued education.

Fawn M. Brodie, who linked Jefferson and Sally Hemings, suggests that Broadnax was Wythe's concubine and Brown was their son. Wythe's biographer Imogene Brown notes both Brown's last name and Broadnax's age made such unlikely. Philip D. Morgan notes that there had been no documented gossip about Wythe and Broadnax at the time, unlike the case of Jefferson and Hemings, covered by newspapers and in individuals' letters and diaries

[just-a-hopeless-wanderer]

I'm overthinking a lot this week bc I'm kind of scrambling to get back on track with things I had to put on pause while my friend was visiting and I'm not even necessarily anxious about anything?? Just thinking things to death like I'm trying to break a code.

One thing I am particularly trying to unfold is how this may or may not play out with the guy I'm kinda sort of seeing. I feel like I've gotten myself into a bit of a weird situation where we've talked about it, we're both into each other, we're getting to know each other better (though seemingly we're very much on the same page in a lot of areas of life), but we're also doing this project together and neither of us want to fuck it up with weird dynamics or fuck up whatever we've got going on. I'm trying to be committed to the project and getting things together/planning/etc but don't want to be seen as clingy/needing to be in constant contact because of the project discussions but also don't want to seem like that's fully taking over everything either. Fine lines and balances and all that.

Not exactly anxious about it because I haven't noticed anything change and so far we've been very communicative and talking things like this to death to make sure we're on the same page with it all. But, I am trying to check in with myself and reassess to make sure I'm not overlooking anything and I can tell my brain is getting in it's own way a bit just because of how much I've been going over everything, not just this, the past few days. So, gonna try and break out of it and come back to it later when I've got things in general a bit more settled and I'm back in my routine.

[captainjonnitkessler]

You know I used to think "tumblr's absolute refusal to actually engage with the Trolley Problem in favor of insisting that there must be a third, morally pure option that doesn't require them to make a hard decision and anyone who asks them to make a binary choice is just a short-sighted idiot is really fucking annoying, but I guess it's not actually doing any harm".

Anyway that was before we asked tumblr at large to decide between "guy aiding a genocide but making progress elsewhere" and "guy who would actively and enthusiastically participate in a genocide and would also make everything else much, much worse for everyone elsewhere" and the response was that there must be a third, morally pure option that doesn't require them to make a hard decision and that anyone who asks them to make a binary choice is a short-sighted idiot.

[soaked-doors]

happy birthday zoro 🎉🍾

[endusviolence]

Rowling isn't denying holocaust. She just pointed out that burning of transgender health books is a lie as that form of cosmetic surgery didn't exist. But of course you knew that already, didn't you?

I was thinking I'd probably see one of you! You're wrong :) Let's review the history a bit, shall we?

In this case, what we're talking about is the Institut für Sexualwissenschaft, or in English, The Institute of Sexology. This Institute was founded and headed by a gay Jewish sexologist named Magnus Hirschfeld. It was founded in July of 1919 as the first sexology research clinic in the world, and was run as a private, non-profit clinic. Hirschfeld and the researchers who worked there would give out consultations, medical advice, and even treatments for free to their poorer clientele, as well as give thousands of lectures and build a unique library full of books on gender, sexuality, and eroticism. Of course, being a gay man, Hirschfeld focused a lot on the gay community and proving that homosexuality was natural and could not be "cured".

Hirschfeld was unique in his time because he believed that nobody's gender was either one or the other. Rather, he contended that everyone is a mixture of both male and female, with every individual having their own unique mix of traits.

This leads into the Institute's work with transgender patients. Hirschfeld was actually the one to coin the term "transsexual" in 1923, though this word didn't become popular phrasing until 30 years later when Harry Benjamin began expanding his research (I'll just be shortening it to trans for this brief overview.) For the Institute, their revolutionary work with gay men eventually began to attract other members of the LGBTA+, including of course trans people.

Contrary to what Anon says, sex reassignment surgery was first tested in 1912. It'd already being used on humans throughout Europe during the 1920's by the time a doctor at the Institute named Ludwig Levy-Lenz began performing it on patients in 1931. Hirschfeld was at first opposed, but he came around quickly because it lowered the rate of suicide among their trans patients. Not only was reassignment performed at the Institute, but both facial feminization and facial masculization surgery were also done.

The Institute employed some of these patients, gave them therapy to help with other issues, even gave some of the mentioned surgeries for free to this who could not afford it! They spoke out on their behalf to the public, even getting Berlin police to help them create "transvestite passes" to allow people to dress however they wanted without the threat of being arrested. They worked together to fight the law, including trying to strike down Paragraph 175, which made it illegal to be homosexual. The picture below is from their holiday party, Magnus Hirschfeld being the gentleman on the right with the fabulous mustache. Many of the other people in this photo are transgender.

[Image ID: A black and white photo of a group of people. Some are smiling at the camera, others have serious expressions. Either way, they all seem to be happy. On the right side, an older gentleman in glasses- Magnus Hirschfeld- is sitting. He has short hair and a bushy mustache. He is resting one hand on the shoulder of the person in front of him. His other hand is being held by a person to his left. Another person to his right is holding his shoulder.]

There was always push back against the Institute, especially from conservatives who saw all of this as a bad thing. But conservatism can't stop progress without destroying it. They weren't willing to go that far for a good while. It all ended in March of 1933, when a new Chancellor was elected. The Nazis did not like homosexuals for several reasons. Chief among them, we break the boundaries of "normal" society. Shortly after the election, on May 6th, the book burnings began. The Jewish, gay, and obviously liberal Magnus Hirschfeld and his library of boundary-breaking literature was one of the very first targets. Thankfully, Hirschfeld was spared by virtue of being in Paris at the time (he would die in 1935, before the Nazis were able to invade France). His library wasn't so lucky.

This famous picture of the book burnings was taken after the Institute of Sexology had been raided. That's their books. Literature on so much about sexuality, eroticism, and gender, yes including their new work on trans people. This is the trans community's Alexandria. We're incredibly lucky that enough of it survived for Harry Benjamin and everyone who came after him was able to build on the Institute's work.

[Image ID: A black and white photo of the May Nazi book burning of the Institute of Sexology's library. A soldier, back facing the camera, is throwing a stack of books into the fire. In the background of the right side, a crowd is watching.]

As the Holocaust went on, the homosexuals of Germany became a targeted group. This did include transgender people, no matter what you say. To deny this reality is Holocaust denial. JK Rowling and everyone else who tries to pretend like this isn't reality is participating in that evil. You're agreeing with the Nazis.

But of course, you knew that already, didn't you?

Edit: Added image IDs. I apologize to those using screen readers for forgetting them. Please reblog this version instead.

[magicomens]

First >> Prev

I could say that realizing every artist's dream of completing a project like this wasn't easy, and while it's true, I must thank you all once again for encouraging me with your sweet comments and messages. It's thanks to you that a one-part punchline became a full 202 pages (!!!) story.

Now that it's over and if you still aren't tired of my shenanigans, you can follow my main blog (and see my yearly Snowlin Halloween illustration soon!).

As for the Magic Omens AU, please give me a moment to catch my breath and I'll start preparing the digital release (with bonus drawings) that will be downloadable from kofi!

To the Merlin fans who are keeping the fandom alive, to the Good Omens fans (I'm sure the 90 minutes finale will be great, even if we won't get a full season! stay hopeful!!) and to the fans of both shows for constantly enabling my silly idea,

thank you! <3

[armiggy]

“hng..! fuck! t-too big, man!” i curse loudly as my roommate starts to pound at my previously virgin asshole, he had me pinned down to the shared couch of our apartment as my legs were slung onto his shoulder, his heavy body weight pressing against me. i cried out, tears slipping out as he uses me. “take it.” he grunts as he fucks his cock into me at a rapid pace.

he came home drunk, and horny. i was the first he saw, his cock already hard when he went in the apartment. i tried to tell him to stop, that i wasn’t interested, yet he slid his tongue in my mouth and i couldn’t exactly fight against him with his large and intimidating figure.

“s-shit, calm down i’m— too much!” i sobbed as i hear the slaps of our skin obscenely, it all felt too much as the loud squelch of his dick ramming my hole resonated through our apartment.

he was grunting and whimpering, head nuzzled into my neck as he inhaled my scent, nosing, kissing, and biting as he left marks on my body.

“you like bein’ fucked like a real man, pretty boy? you like takin’ it up the ass?” he whispers in my ear, his hands going up to my chest as he rubs my nipple — pinching and twisting at the sensitive bud.

“n-no!” i squeal, my body betraying my words as my back arched, cock hard as he rams into me repeatedly, hand reaching between our bodies and stroking my little t dick.

“fuck, fuck, fuck—“ he uttered, i could feel him kissing and biting my neck, leaving dark purple marks all over me. my mind goes blank as my eyes rolled to the back of my head, going dumb as i squealed, clenching around him.

[aqueductaquarii]

egghead law...on one hand i think he would choose battle-ready clothing but also end up pressing the hawaiian shirt button at the last second. on the other hand i think he would wear a shaka-esque coat...

[wanderer-clarisse]

early morning sunlight at Bag End

[orbbo]

I get it man, bureaucracy is just like that.

[404-squill]

more of an ooc question, but genuinely curious: are you still involved with the discord side of squip inc rp?

oh god um

unfortunately no, not really

I mean sure, I'll read through it occasionally, but I'm almost always never involved.

that's how I've been working recently, I definitely read through a lot of what's going on, but I don't have much time to figure out lore and shit 😭

that's one of the main reasons why I've been so inactive recently, I've been on a bit of a creative block. art? not so much, if any of you want like... squill comics or something stupid I could make those, but otherwise... yeah.

[michaun]

You see ghosts, Cole? They want me to do things for them. They- They talk to you? They tell you to do things? They’re the ones that used to hurt me.

[chungledown-bimothy]

I cannot overstate how much I love Tom Lehrer's story. It sounds so fake but is entirely real.

He's a goddamn genius- he started studying mathematics at Harvard when he was 15 and graduated magna cum laude. He worked at Los Alamos for a few years before being drafted and working for the NSA, where he claims to have invented jello shots to get around alcohol bans.

He then went back to Harvard for a couple years before starting to teach political science at MIT.

Through all of that, he was writing and performing both some of the funniest shit you'll ever hear (Poisoning Pigeons in the Park, Masochism Tango) and absolutely scathing political satire (Who's Next, Wernher von Braun, Send the Marines). Until the mid/late 60s counterculture gained momentum. He didn't like their aesthetic, so he stopped making music.

Shortly after, he moved to California and started teaching math and musical theater history at UC Santa Cruz for the next 30 years.

I don't know if non-Californians understand just how goddamn funny that is. It's where stoners and math (and now computer science) kids who couldn't get into Berkeley go. Leaving Harvard/MIT for UCSC is peak academic phoning it in. And by all accounts he had a blast.

Plus the whole putting all of his music in the public domain thing. That fucked.