#that sure was an era

[hystericlover]

I feel the need to dye my hair red again but I don't want to refresh it every few weeks/months

[burgiethewriter]

me internally whenever I see someone on sso fb/reddit go "Oh my GAWD people write dirty Ydris fics????!!!!1!"

[donthugmeillcry]

Respectfully I am in tears

whenever i listen to pink pony club by chappell roan and she sings “i heard that there’s a special place” i see this physically flash before my eyes

[iceyrukia]

throwback

[breesperez139]

Dc x Dp Prompt #6

“I’m a twin”, Damian said one night. He could feel the narrowed eyes of his family drilling holes on his back in disbelief. Not that he could blame them. Damian had never so much as implied being raised with a companion, much less a sibling.

“I had a brother”. Damian paused to recollect himself. He had not said his brother’s name out loud in over 8 years.

“His name was… Danyal”. Damian hated the way his voice wavered, but he could not help it. Danyal was everything to him, his other half. Their heart beat as one and when one heart stopped beating, the other one died with it. At least until his family put his heart on metaphorical life support without ever realizing.

“Where is he now?” His father asked, voice filled with knowing grief and a hint of betrayal. It had in fact been 6 years since Damian first showed up on his doorstep.

“Up there”. All eyes shifted towards the specific star he was pointing to. “Right before he died, he promised me he’d guide me from the stars. Unfortunately, the stars are not visible in Gotham, so my brother is unable to be of much help unless I leave the city.”

“Your brother is Polaris, the North Star?” Tim questioned warily, most likely in attempts to not offend him. Damian was aware of how stupid it sounded, but Danyal had promised, and his brother never broke his promises.

“Yes. Danyal is with the stars now, just as he always wanted”

[liimonadas]

i blacked out and suddenly theres 4 edgeworths on the canvas

bonus design notes edition

[ochiody]

in which during odysseus' absence, diomedes is the only man allowed inside penelope's bedroom. though he helps her at the loom, he refuses to desecrate the bed and what it represents; the most he can do when she cries is to kneel beside it to comfort her.

^badly paraphrased off of @shouldertheskies so sorry

[kittykatninja321]

I am not terribly familiar with the JLI characters but this fucking killed me

[muppetebbtide]

I think often about the heavy irony of John laughing at Wake's name and mocking BOE's naming systems. BOE are trying to preserve lost Earth culture, but clueless of context, their fragmented merging of high and low culture comes across as silly to John (and us. But it's a noble attempt to preserve everything, even the stuff that wouldn't necessarily seem 'worth' saving. But what does John rename his friends? Pyrrha and Cassiopeia and Ulysses and Augustine. He also names almost everything after Earth culture, but it's literary/religious/historical 'high' culture. BOE is scrabbling to save everything possible, but John has the privilege of context and memory, and so he picks and chooses what's 'worthy' of being used or shared. Low culture is reserved for his little jokes with himself— though honestly, a lot of his references to earth culture full stop seem to be inside jokes at the expense of others. I doubt Cassiopeia knew she was named after the infamously vain ancient queen, for example. John also quotes things at people without explaining what he means, like when he quotes Shakespeare and Hans Christian Andersen at Harrow; he's not really sharing it, he's mostly using it to isolate the other person in the conversation, or make himself seem unknowable and superior. It's honestly very telling that when given the choice John will name most things biblically or classically. It does partially feel like he's desperately scraping to preserve something of his childhood and the home he destroyed (especially with the renaming of Gideon to the Māori translation Kiriona, but... well, he literally renamed her and made her into a walking corpse teenage soldier so :/), but when you look at how he deploys earth culture on the whole, it usually becomes weird and imperialistic and weaponised. He's not really preserving lost art, he's selectively using it for his own agenda, and he's often using the two biggest things that were ever co-opted by conservatives and imperialists, the classical world and biblical convention.

[ashamaxxing]

mom come pick me up they’re defending the divine right of kings on asoiaf twitter again

[shepardingg]

save me cherik nation...

[aithusarosekiller]

Giving the black brothers the authentic sibling experience:

Sirius: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

Regulus: having a drink...?

Sirius, taking the glass off him and guiding him to a seat: you've already had two, you're way too young to be drinking this much, your liver will up and leave your goddamn body

Regulus: you were doing this at fourteen, I am quite literally twenty

Sirius, convinced he's still thirteen: ......I don't think you are, Lulu

Regulus: firstly, that stupid name has been overused since we were ten, secondly, you're twenty-two, so do the maths.

Sirius: *calls narcissa* important question, how old is regs

Narcissa: twenty

Sirius: *staring at him in horror* ew

[umayashla]

posting my fave two kon drawings in this blog too

[icelogged]

[vintrage]

fire cannot kill a dragon BITCH

[lastchristmas]

the eras tour + new 1989 sets (x)