#posts by others

[h-didanart]

@coastxlwaters

I know sharks are more your thing but

But look

Loooooooook

Waffle Stingray / Sprinkle Stingray / Chocolate Stingray

[rafaelsilvasource]

RAFAEL SILVA in New York | July 2023

[olympeline]

We live in a society. A society that needs a USUK superhero AU of this since yesterday.

Magician and gentleman thief Arthur gets sloppy one night and Superman-style All American Hero Alfred finds his hideout. Cue Alfred “saving” Arthur, then insisting on following the increasingly exasperated Englishman around. Trying to protect him in case his supervillain captor comes after him again. They get married

[rafaelsilvasource]

RAFAEL SILVA in New York City - December 2022

[h-didanart]

Absolutely

legit advice yup can confirm it works

[olympeline]

USUK spend the night together. Order goes:

England

England

America

England

America

America

England

[rafaelsilvasource]

RAFAEL SILVA with friends on Thanksgiving - November 24, 2022

[koobiie]

shoutout to everyone who wants to infodump but cant string together coherent thoughts to form sentences and instead just look at you like this

[h-didanart]

The fact I couldn’t tell which one was canon until I read the tags (besides A)

Your Sun just killed his ex brother, Nexus. How should you respond, Moon?

A. " I'm sorry for your loss. It's okay, I'm here now, and I will not go away until you feel better again. I love you Sun. You didn't do anything wrong.

B. I bet the devil loves another sinner down there. One win for heaven, am I right?

C. Well, to be fair, it is not like you haven't kill your family before. You have killed me. And Eclipse, and Bloodmoon and Lunar. And now Nexus, I think Sun, you should get over with it by now.

D. *Stay silent because you are a freaking coward*

E. *Dance hula hula in front of Nexus's corpse and brags about it with your Sun.*

[catlaila]

justice for kabru. they put my man in the wrong genre. bro was meant to be playing psychological games with light yagami and instead he’s playing yaoi mind tennis with a blonde himbo

[3liza]

https://nationalpost.com/news/canada/theyre-not-human-how-19th-century-inuit-coped-with-a-real-life-invasion-of-the-walking-dead

Indigenous groups across the Americas had all encountered Europeans differently. But where other coastal groups such as the Haida or the Mi’kmaq had met white men who were well-fed and well-dressed, the Inuit frequently encountered their future colonizers as small parties on the edge of death.

“I’m sure it terrified people,” said Eber, 91, speaking to the National Post by phone from her Toronto home.

And it’s why, as many as six generations after the events of the Franklin Expedition, Eber was meeting Inuit still raised on stories of the two giant ships that came to the Arctic and discharged columns of death onto the ice.

Inuit nomads had come across streams of men that “didn’t seem to be right.” Maddened by scurvy, botulism or desperation, they were raving in a language the Inuit couldn’t understand. In one case, hunters came across two Franklin Expedition survivors who had been sleeping for days in the hollowed-out corpses of seals.

“They were unrecognizable they were so dirty,” Lena Kingmiatook, a resident of Taloyoak, told Eber.

Mark Tootiak, a stepson of Nicholas Qayutinuaq, related a story to Eber of a group of Inuit who had an early encounter with a small and “hairy” group of Franklin Expedition men evacuating south.

“Later … these Inuit heard that people had seen more white people, a lot more white people, dying,” he said. “They were seen carrying human meat.”

Even Eber’s translator, the late Tommy Anguttitauruq, recounted a goose hunting trip in which he had stumbled upon a Franklin Expedition skeleton still carrying a clay pipe.

By 1850, coves and beaches around King William Island were littered with the disturbing remnants of their advance: Scraps of clothing and camps still littered with their dead occupants. Decades later, researchers would confirm the Inuit accounts of cannibalism when they found bleached human bones with their flesh hacked clean.

“I’ve never in all my life seen any kind of spirit — I’ve heard the sounds they make, but I’ve never seen them with my own eyes,” said the old man who had gone out to investigate the Franklin survivors who had straggled into his camp that day on King William Island.

The figures’ skin was cold but it was not “cold as a fish,” concluded the man. Therefore, he reasoned, they were probably alive.

“They were beings but not Inuit,” he said, according to the account by shaman Nicholas Qayutinuaq.

The figures were too weak to be dangerous, so Inuit women tried to comfort the strangers by inviting them into their igloo.

But close contact only increased their alienness: The men were timid, untalkative and — despite their obvious starvation — they refused to eat.

The men spit out pieces of cooked seal offered to them. They rejected offers of soup. They grabbed jealous hold of their belongings when the Inuit offered to trade.

When the Inuit men returned to the camp from their hunt, they constructed an igloo for the strangers, built them a fire and even outfitted the shelter with three whole seals.

Then, after the white men had gone to sleep, the Inuit quickly packed up their belongings and fled by moonlight.

Whether the pale-skinned visitors were qallunaat or “Indians” — the group determined that staying too long around these “strange people” with iron knives could get them all killed.

“That night they got all their belongings together and took off towards the southwest,” Qayutinuaq told Dorothy Eber.

But the true horror of the encounter wouldn’t be revealed until several months later.

The Inuit had left in such a hurry that they had abandoned several belongings. When a small party went back to the camp to retrieve them, they found an igloo filled with corpses.

The seals were untouched. Instead, the men had eaten each other.

[theboxfort]

Peace and love

[h-didanart]

As someone who absolutely loves that arc, can confirm

That is 100% where New Moon started to spiral

The seeds of paranoia were planted there, rooting themselves deep into his psyche where no one could tell they existed, right until they bloomed and the paranoia grew into hallucinations. The need to fix everything less those he loves meet an awful end was a persistent whisper on his ear that only grew louder and louder until it was all he could hear when Solar died, screams echoing in his head that he should be the one everyone can rely on, he should be the one to fix it all, until he snapped under that pressure and decided to throw it all away and become the very opposite of who he was

I did not mean to get so fancy with words, uh, good post I’ll see myself out

"the beginning of new moon's problem started here"

No

It started here

[oldtvandcomics]

HEY GUYS!!

GUYS!!!

FRANCE HAS REACHED THE REQUIRED NUMBER OF SIGNATURES ON THE CITIZEN'S INITIATIVE AGAINST CONVERSION THERAPY IN THE EU!!

ONE COUNTRY DOWN, SIX TO GO!!

We also need still quite a few signatures in order to reach the one million required.

As to date, the six other countries with the most signatures are:

Spain - 38.72%

Finland - 30.31%

Ireland - 24.86%

Netherlands - 24.15%

Germany - 23.54%

Belgium - 23.09%

So yeah, still a long way to go, but we ARE slowly getting closer. Don't stop now! Don't let this stay within the community, either, if you have any friends or family who are open to queer rights, get them to sign, too!

[rivetgoth]

It's honestly crazy that discussion around testosterone HRT skews so much towards the beginning stages of it (to the point that you have dozens of guys thinking their transition is "failed" if they don't pass by like a year in lol) and what the initial changes of the first couple of months to years look like, like the classic laundry list of those early basic changes like bottom growth, voice drop, etc, when IMO literally none of that compares remotely to the depth and intensity of the long term total masculinization you start to experience like 3-5+ years in.