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Next time someone tells me that Lyanna was on board with Rhaegar declaring for his father and leaving to war against Ned, I’m just gonna show them this.

“I was with her when she died,” Ned reminded the king. “She wanted to come home, to rest beside Brandon and Father.”

Are you honestly trying to tell me that the girl who extracted a promise from her brother to take her home and bury her beside the father and brother she lost willingly accepted Rhaegar fighting in the name of the guy who killed them with no qualms about him potentially killing another of her brothers? The girl who went after the three squires at Harrenhal because Howland was “[her] father’s man”, the girl who entrusted her child’s life to her brother and was comforted in her death throes by Ned’s promise would never be alright with something that put her family or her people in danger.

Can we not undermine Lyanna’s bond with her family? From what we know about her, Lyanna was fiercely protective of her own with a high sense of honor, justice and Northern nationalism. She had a strong relationship with her brothers that one rode to the capital at once in her defense, one strove to keep his word to her no matter the cost to his person, and one joined the Night’s Watch probably out of guilt. Two of her brothers loved her son as their own. She may have felt stifled by her father and hated his plans for her but that does not mean she loved him any less. She wanted to be buried beside him (and no, that’s not about Brandon. Lyanna wanted to be next to Rickard as much as she wanted to be next to Brandon.) This is a family with very strong familial bonds and a girl with deep love for her family. Please do not reduce that just to ease the implications of Rhaegar fighting in Aerys’ name. No prophecy would be worth her family’s life, their blood would never be an acceptable cost to Lyanna. That’s not who she was.

Today is November 20

A day and tale of a death

Last year, 2016, this was the day my girlfriend broke up with me. Which was tragic for me emotionally, as breakups tend to be with someone you love, but it was not the most pain I would get from this parting.

I was kind of close with her best friend. Two days later she pointed out my ex was on a picture on Instagram, with another girl. A girl I knew well and I considered her a friend, and this girl called her, “my girlfriend”.

I got to know by my ex’s best friend that they had been together for most of the duration of my relationship. She cheated. I was cheated on. It was, in addition to being dumped out of the blue in the first place, unbearable.

I started to question everything. I became paranoid, depressed, but also determined. I stole her best friend away, even wanted to sleep with her to make sure they wouldn’t be friends away. The pain turned into a furious anger and she was lucky she lived half a country away. I would have killed her. And my “friend” who she now was fucking, she’d be the first. I would make her suffer.

Now, I did not kill her. The next time I would meet her was in the end of December. My blood boiled as I walked away from that slut. I was the most composed as I could be.

I tried to seek something to get me distracted. I tried painting, but all my paintings were made of black and blood. I tried running, but it didn’t turn off my brain. This blog then was created, and is my coping ever since.

I don’t know if I ever will be able to think of her and not want to damage her. The girl she was with apologized and she claimed not to have contact with her anymore, so I won’t hurt her. But her, she, someday… This will be a day of death and an end to her tale.

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In this scene in Lilo and Stitch where Nani is desperate for work and tries her luck at the local coffee shop, I always loved how nicely the owner is animated…she’s a minor character but her design is so lovely and idk I think she’s great :3

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so I had this idea to redraw Rhodonite’s expressions/body language as Ruby’s and Pearl’s individually. should I continue? :p I don’t think I’ve seen anyone do this.

(long post, sorry)

In spite of everything I love Harley Quinn but, damn, writers treat her so badly. I swear, the temptation to make her actually stupid must be terrible because it’s so often implied, or explicitly stated, that she slept her way through school. First of all, it does not work like that.  Second, she’s not a therapist or a psychologist, she’s a psychiatrist, she’s a fricking MD and a damn young one too. Managing pre-med and collegiate gymnastics that she relied on to keep her scholarship? Harley is fucked up, but she’s not the dumb blonde she plays. (also stop making her stacked, she’s a gymnast. she is 4’11” of pure muscle and is not top heavy)

If you want a good Harley backstory it’s simple. She’s ADHD but medicated and slightly robotic because of it. I want to take special care not to demonize meds but, rather, people’s disapproval of neurodivergence and a lack of focus on what is best for a patient rather than what is most convenient for others. So, maybe, around ten years old Harley is a hyperactive space cadet who’s brilliant at tests but sloppy at coursework, who would be a gymnastics prodigy if she could actually focus on technique and put in practice time instead of fooling around. Then the meds come and it’s actually really cool because she can do the things she needs to do instead of just wanting to do them, doing something else entirely, and getting in trouble. People are proud of her, she’s proud of herself. But now there are expectations. Family and teachers and coaches overschedule her, find worth only in her success and don’t care about her mental health at all as long as she’s performing and castigate her when she does fail. Fuck if you don’t internalize that. But she doesn’t look unhealthy and she’s doing amazing. She actually has to choose between the Olympic trials and continuing her grad studies. She probably has some issues with self-harm but it either doesn’t look like self-harm or is well covered up. 

When Arkham accepts her, fresh from her residency, it’s not a mistake. The woman is amazing. All they can see is a mountain of achievements rather than the seething ball of nerves, self-loathing, and imposter syndrome boiling just under the surface. That’s when Joker comes in. He’s got the Hannibal Lecter shtick down. Where everyone else sees an intelligent driven young woman he sees a frightened overwhelmed girl who is working her hardest to convince the world she’s anyone other than herself. Sending her into a nervous breakdown would be too easy so he doesn’t even bother. Instead he’s open with her, almost friendly. The other doctors are amazed, Harley is amazed, she’s not done anything particularly revolutionary but, for the first time in forever, it looks like the clown prince of crime is showing progress. He unravels her and it’s a challenge, she flinches back and gets very serious when he comes too close to the real Harley under the professional. Still, soon she’s questioning everything. She doesn’t even really like her co-workers. She hasn’t had a real friend in years. She’s forgotten how to have fun. Did she ever want this to be her life or did she just do it for other people? It starts so slowly that it looks, at first, like she’s getting better at self-care. Maybe something totally silly one weekend, a trampoline park where she can enjoy the way her toned body moves without stressing out over landings, a face painting booth at a street fair, some garishly colored downright tacky decoration that clashes with her sensible apartment. Suddenly she realizes how much she hates knowing the difference between cream and ecru. The beigeness of her life is repulsive. She hates the person she’s pretending to be even more that she hates herself which is really saying something.

After her weekend of freedom she would have called in sick if it wasn’t so suddenly important to see him. The relief she feels at talking to one of Gotham’s most infamous supercriminals is disturbing but it is relief and she’s been swallowing a slow-motion panic attack for hours. She admits, though she shouldn’t, that she took his advice about doing something fun and he teases her, what would straight-laced Doctor Quinzel do for fun? Did she realphabetize her sock drawer or buy a new clipboard? It’s not important to impress him, it’s really not. He’s dangerous, cruel, and he looks so proud when she admits that she bought a lamp shaped like a lawn flamingo. The only mistake, he says, is that she should have stolen it. She hopes the wicked thrill it gives her doesn’t show on her face. It does. She almost even laughs. He likes it when he can make her laugh and she likes it when he likes things.

It’s wrong and unprofessional, the relationship she develops, and she knows it but her whole life she’s been so high strung. Nothing she’s done has been for her, she’s not sure she knows how to really do selfish things anymore, but he knows the selfish things she needs to do. It feels good when she follows his advice even when it’s small things like the rainbow striped socks she wears concealed under her very bland slacks and sensible shoes. She’s so happy, almost giddy, and he loves her happiness, he loves her, he loves the real her that she’s had to beat down and hide for so long, the her that even she isn’t able to love. She is able to love him, though, and since he loves her she’s able to love herself for him, to protect and nurture something so important to him.

When the choice comes between her old self, the tedious endless labor of making the world proud, and Him, the spectacular man that brought color into her life, it’s not even a question. She kills Doctor Harleen Quinzel, she throws away the version of her that let herself burn just for medals and hollow accolades. She embraces Harley Quinn and it’s so much a part of her nature she can’t even see that she’s still living her life for someone else’s approval, except this time that person is a murderous clown. She hasn’t let her hair down, she’s just put it in pigtails instead of a bun.

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some holly doodles to wind down for the night…..she would 100% be a hippie

Coming from an actual bi person, headcanoning female characters who have previously been attracted to men is not bi erasure or biphobia. Compulsory heterosexuality is a very real thing and it happens to many lesbians. There’s nothing wrong with thinking reyna and piper (etc) are bi/pan and there’s nothing wrong with thinking they’re lesbians. Lesbians in the fandom see themselves in these characters and recognize their experiences. Let 👏 People 👏 Have 👏 Lesbian 👏 Headcanons 👏

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I love that A) Cassandra has tried evicting Eugene from the castle at least once and B) Eugene was worried enough at one point that he checked to make sure she couldn’t do that 😂

@ parents 

please don’t tell your kids to shut up when they’re trying to tell you something or if they’re upset. don’t ignore them. don’t invalidate their feelings. talk to them. listen to them. never tell your kid(s) their thoughts and feelings don’t matter.

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Who can say what the heart wants? (inspired by @gentlesleaze​)

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Lapis redesign because I dislike her canon one. Specifically because of the fact she doesn’t really have any shapes that really DEFINE her, like Garnet = Squares, Amethyst = Circles, Peridot = Triangles ect, I associated her with a water drop shape cause…. y’know w a t e r.

Also got rid of the horrid neon blue colors and gave her speckles of yellow, like the ACTUAL LAPIS LAZULI GEM HAS. Why didn’t she have any sort of yellow incorporated into her design in the first place.

For all you Shaxx fans out there...

(like myself) 

I was going through some old files today and remembered that originally my buff Ikora picture included a little present in the Vanguard gym left by Cayde. 

I was really tired when I made this…. hahaha, I totally forgot about it. 

The fact that so many people (or just one sad, lonely person) are coming into the Pharmercy shippers inboxes just to tell us our ship “won’t happen” and to insult us and our ship shows you how insecure they are. They feel threatened, and much like a wounded animal, they lash out in retaliation.

Mainly because they find it hard to come to terms with the fact that the game director prefers Pharmercy and admits our ship is better.

And it just goes to show you how powerful Pharmercy is, and that we’re just growing in strength and enduring in resilience with each affirmation merited out by the dev team and the VAs.

Not to mention all of the streamers and professional artists who are fans of the ship too (see Irene Koh and Jen Bartel for details).

Our fandom is increasing in ranks and numbers despite the fact the amount of hate that’s been foisted against it. And people who don’t like our ship just can’t handle that. (Mainly because they hate the idea of gay people, and lgbt+ women especially, being happy, because same-gender love is gross to them. Tis such sad lives they lead.)

And hey, if you feel a little discouraged, just remember that the things they’re currently saying about us, are the same things they said about Korrasami.

They said Korrasami “would never happen” either. And yet …

And, as a bonus:

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Water. Earth. Fire. Air. Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. Then, everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked. Only the Avatar, master of all four elements, could stop them, but when the world needed him most, he vanished. A hundred years passed and Fitz and I discovered the new Avatar, an earthbender named Daisy. And although her earthbending skills are great, she has a lot to learn before she’s ready to save anyone. But I believe Daisy can save the world.