You would think that the God of Death has no respect for life. However, nothing could be farther from the truth. In fact, out of all the gods, it is the God of Death who has the most respect for life, for all too often have they been forced to watch mortals throw their lives away.

There once was a tanner; a widow. Who, after her beloved died, threw herself into her work with such abandon that she became known as the most speedy, the most skilled, and the most talented in all the lands. And so all the hunters, craftspeople, and industries soon heard, and brought and bought their skins for her.

The gods as well began to gather, and whispered amongst themselves as they are wont to do. For one with such devotion would surely make a mighty champion, and indeed the Tanner-Widow was yet unclaimed by any god.

Last year, I was talking with my mom about parenting and she said "well at least I never made you feel like I didn't love you"

I proceeded to tell her about a time when I was a kid and she was yelling, screaming, and throwing things, and I said "I love you" in that small timid kid voice and she said

"well I don't love you right now"

Our relationship was never the same after that and she didn't even remember that it happened.

The axe forgets but the tree remembers

I wrote a public blog post that goes through the process of formatting your art to post online safely by reducing the DPI and file size without losing overall visual quality. Read it now here!

Yes.

[video by tommcgovern27. original caption: this one's going out to anyone living in a studio apartment rn]

— Vincent Van Gogh

@mangoslixes

Okay fuck it if this post reaches 666k notes by the end of 2023 I'll practise basic self care

Why 666k? Because it's funny and impossible so good fucking luck

Y’know what? Fuck you. *Plays an acoustic guitar version of your leitmotif to show you still have tenderness and care in your heart, and compassion for others*

yeah? well fuck YOU *plays a music box version of your leitmotif to show that this is your home and its comfortable and nostalgic here*

No, piss off! *plays your leitmotif with immense reverb and a toned-down synth sound to show that nostalgia can also be about loss of what never truly was, a reflection of a reflection and a false memory of a false memory*

ok, boomer. *plays your leitmotif using discordant synth bass to display your spiral into villainy after you discover that your memories were a fabricated illusion that were created just to keep you complacent, and how that information is destroying you*

How many times do I have to teach you this lesson, old man? *plays your leitmotif in harmony with my own, intensity of both changing as our climactic battle’s balance shifts back and forth, eventually leaving only one with long, low pauses to musically represent our mutual struggle to overtake the other, yet not being able to exist in full without them.*

oh, you’re going to regret that! *plays your leitmotif on piano in short, soft notes to show that you’re being worn down, and that your energy is at a low, but with a steadily rising bassline that foreshadows your upcoming second form*

entomologists are the most fucking wild people ive ever met

i pointed out a cool wasp to one and she just picked it up with her bare hands and started showing me different features she was using to identify the species

on a walk with another one he just paused, turned, violently shoved his hand into some rotting wood and offered me a tunnel web spider like oh okay i guess-

when i was in college i did larp shit and one of the guys in the group was an entomology student and i once watched him drop directly to a plank position in the middle of a swordfight to look at a moth on the ground

I want to meet one and adopt it now, I want an entomologist to show me everything and anything and to teach me the ways of the little beasts that roam this world and the horrors in it

i love you girls who maim! i love you girls who bite heads off! i love you girls with giant axes! i love you girlies covered in blood and viscera! i love you girls who lose themselves to the rush of battle! i love you girls who are unhinged! i love you girls that lash out! i love you girls that look at their path of destruction and realize how alone theyve become!!!!!

Yes, glorifying girls being violent is based apparently.

If someone made a post similar to this one about men you would all be angry.

I love you men who kill! I love you men who cut down their enemies without hesitation! I love you men who rip and tear with their bare hands! I love you men who fucking lose it during combat! I love you men who seek violent revenge! I love you men who fight like rabid animals! I love you men who fight with ruthless uncaring efficiency! I love you men who have become so stuck in their violent ways they cant recognize when someone is reaching out to help them!

Is that Edelgard and Dimitri ?

If you like the word “queer” reblog.

spent way too long on this shitty playlist meme

Still my favorite post to stumble into

Popular Historical Swords and Popular Fictional Swords, by u/Dlatrex

my love of swords in onw place.

watched this for the first time when i was 14 i think? it saved me

Knew what this was before I clicked and had to watch the whole thing again.

If you haven’t seen it, now’s your chance!

ten years later still get shook

Picture that makes me cry

One year ago today!

Happy two years

Two years already ? Dang time flies by nowadays

Don't ever hesitate. Reblog this. This should be in the tumblr laws. When you see it, REBLOG IT.

And many others in the notes with people willing to help you all they can if you can't reach the hotlines for any reason

people who think cis is an acronym crack me up

As a cishet male, it took me a long time to realize that just meant “cisgender heterosexual.”

But if we’re talking acronyms, it could have accurately stood for “cargo-included shorts / hides emotions terribly” as well.

we can forgive you for not knowing what cishet is but cargo shorts? that is too far

I’m hoping to get a pardon due to extenuating circumstances on this one.

You see, as a white cishet guy who regularly shaves off all my hair, wearing cargo shorts is about the most overt way I can think of to broadcast to everyone in the vicinity:

DO NOT BE ALARMED! THIS HUGE NERD IS OBVIOUSLY NOT A SKINHEAD!

wait… what does trans stand for then?

They stand for each other and for a world without fear

Flavoracle definitely has a third eye and it’s wide open honey

eldest daughter syndrome and gifted kid syndrome are some great examples of phrases used to talk about specific kinds of trauma that the internet has taken and turned into "boo hoo these people arent special anymore so theyre lashing out!!" it was never about that you fucking cunts

eldest daughter sydrome is about a very specific trauma that comes with being expected to parent for younger siblings and even your parents as a literal child and how badly it fucks you and your perception of yourself and what you're capable of doing up. gifted kid syndrome is about how a "smart" label is slapped onto kids at a horribly young age and then they are repeatedly denied help forced to do more and more work never taught socialization or study skills and then berated and treated like a disappointment when they're human beings instead of little intelligence machines. god.

i was fucking right about this honestly. most phrases like this are about certain kinds of trauma people have faced not about some kind of fucking superiority complex

would you survive on a “deserted” island

I live and get too know the truth of the world or smth, I don't see the catch here

If u want to write a story about a character that's just you but hotter with a dark twisted backstory and magical powers and a pet falcon or something, I think u should just go ahead and do that. Who's gonna stop you? The government?? Fuck the police.

What if someone barges in, points at said character and scream, “Mary Sue!”

Tell them to come back with a warrant

I'll do that. One day. Maybe.

If I get the time :')