I would like to start posting a weekly or daily thing on this blog for you lovely people to see and am open to suggestions on things you would like to see more of. Do you want daily couplets for different deities? Haiku? Or maybe more tarot related things? Spells? Anything that interests you please share. I really want to hear what you like about this blog and the types of things you would like to see in the future here. Especially since this blog is approaching 400 followers (So many wonderful people, thank you for enjoying my content :D) Feel free to post replies or message me or reblog this with suggestions or ideas! Thank you!
hello new followers! im so happy there are some others out there that would be into this as much as i am! you may see my main blog follow you, just a heads up.
SO. i really would love for this to come to fruition, but i need help making sure this is something the people want so reblog, tag, do whatever to make sure others see this. i will tend to reblog fanart, fanfics, whatever as long as mei is involved onto this blog as well as try to get this zine started.
in the zine i am open to any type of art, fanfic, and i’ve even considered including awesome cosplay? really the only limitation i intend to give at this point is no xxx, nsfw, explicit creations. otp/ship pieces will be allowed but the zine would not focus on any one pairing.
Hi! You recently reblogged a post with a tag about how barba is white, since latinx isn’t a race, it’s an ethnicity. Could you explain that? Of course, I understand if you don’t have the time or don’t want to! I was just under the impression that barba isn’t white and would love to learn what’s right :) Thank you!!!
(omg don’t worry pal!!!)
!!!! BEWARE CUZ THIS’LL PROBABLY BE LONG AF !!!!
anyway, i don’t really wanna throw stuff at you without doing a little research first, so after a quick googling spree i found an article and a video (included in the aforementioned article) that explain what i meant in that tag to PERFECTION!!!
let’s go into “technical” stuff first, if you may:
1. race is a rather ambiguous word someone once came up with with the sole purpose of separating people into groups based on shared physical traits (most commonly, and what i’m referring to here: the color of people’s skin).
if we take the existing races into consideration, we’d see that raúl (and furthermore all of his characters lmao) fall into the caucasian race, which is described to have -im quoting here-
“light skin and eyes, narrow noses, and thin lips. Their hair is usually straight or wavy.” now let’s go even further and take a look at some pics:
hm. we got light skin and light eyes, thin lips yeah, narrow nose (SEE THE SHAPE OF THE NOSE DOESN’T MATTER, IT’S THE BONE STRUCTURE WHAT WE’RE TALKING BOUT HERE, cuz we’re all damn sure that raúls nose isn’t exactly the slimmest)
BUT ITS DEFINITELY NARROW SO YEAH.
(#tb raúl here fdkjhd) straight/wavy hair? check!
SO YEAH we’ve pretty much confirmed raúl’s caucasian at this point, and even though caucasian doesn’t necessarily mean white, most caucasian people (esPECIALLY THE ONES THAT FIT INTO MOST OF THE CATEGORIES DESCRIBED BEFOREHAND LIKE THE LOVELY MAN IN THESE PICS) are referred to as white.
2. ethnicity is, by definition, “[a] state of belonging to a social group that has a common national or cultural tradition.
ethnicity can be as largely extended or narrowed down as much as we’d like to; for example, we could say that my ethnicity is latina or that it’s mexican and both statements would be correct! it’s up to people to decide which term to use when it comes to describing themselves.
we all know how proud raúl is of his ethnicity, there have been someinterviews in which he states and remarks how proud he is of his cuban/latino roots (there’s one with danny pino that’s ENTIRELY in spanish where they both talk abt how awesome it was for svu to have two cuban/latino characters!)
we all know how proud rafael barba is of his ethnicity. skip to 8:10 in this gem of a video and you’ll see what im talking about, some ugly calls him a “spanish dandy” (clearly mistaking his ethnicity) and tHE GUY TELLS HIM THAT HE’LL SEE HIM IN COURT IN HIS AMAZING CUBAN ACCENT I MEAN SMACK THAT GUY DOWN!
anyway, this brings us to our next and final point(s):
3. cuban/latino doesn’t necessarily mean poc/not white. (im gonna emphasize this next statement as much as i possibly can, cuz this is something that i’ve lived and struggled with and that raúl himself stated in one of the interviews i link you to in the previous paragraph):
latinxs come in all shapes and colors, INCLUDING LIGHT SKINTONES AND EYE COLORS AND ALL THOSE THINGS ONE WOULDN’T NORMALLY ASSOCIATE WITH A LATINX PERSON!!!!!
im from mexico and i identify as latina, but im also light skinned! THAT DOESN’T MAKE ME ANY LESS OF A LATINA!!!! cuz latinx is an ethnicity, and my skin color has absolutely nothing to do with that.
let’s turn things around, i have this super rad friend (saying that she’s lovely wouldn’t do her justice omg go follow her on insta to see what im talking about!!!!!!!!!!) and she’s literally the whitest person you could imagine, super super porcelain-like skin, raúl-esque eyes but more turquoise, light brown/dirty blonde hair, aND THE GAL WAS BORN AND RAISED IN HERE IN MEXICO AND IDENTIFIES AS LATINA, BUT THAT DOESN’T MAKE HER ANY LESS WHITE THAN SHE IS!!! AND THAT’S NOT BAD AT ALL!!! OR ODD!!! STEREOTYPES SUCK ASS!!! WHITE LATINXS EXIST!!!!!!
i myself have dealt with the “you don’t look mexican” or “you don’t look latina” lines several times and it sucks because hOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO LOOK??? once again, stereotypes are deeply, deeply engraved in our heads and stuff like this happens A LOT.
but yeah, ANYWAY!
thank you so much for the ask dear anon pal, i loved it that you came in with the intention of learning something and i certainly hope that i made things clearer for you! ♥
Today, July 4th 2017, would have been the day that Saffie-Rose Roussos, the youngest victim of the Manchester attack, would have turned 9. According to her father, her dream was to be a star, she wanted to be famous like Ariana. So I’d just like to say Happy Birthday Saffie, wherever you are, rest easy - and I ask you to reblog this and give a little girl her wish, and make her name known on her birthday.
okay so i LOVE mulan okay. as far as i’m concerned it’s a Perfect Movie and doesn’t need any fixing. but i was thinking today and -
- what if mulan didn’t go to war to save her father?
say her father is dead, okay, killed by the previous war. so she’s raised by her mother and grandmother, women who’s complacency and softness has been worn away by necessity. she needs to marry well, for her family’s sake, because her mother has refused the hand of every man who offered. but mulan is even more rough around the edges than before, is educated not only in books (her mother said men wouldn’t find smarts attractive and grandmother pointed out that men aren’t always around and off to school mulan went) but in the sword too, taught to her by her classmate, ping.
mulan is considered in the lower end of the upper class, coming from a family of military men and scholars and successful merchants. ping is near the top, the son or nephew of an advisor to the emperor. his family is very rich and very important, and the reason they become friends is because mulan manages to notice something about him that he’s been hiding from everyone else - he’s going blind.
not totally blind, enough to get around, but blind enough that reading is difficult and swordplay is even worse, although once he has it down he has it. ping is no fool, he’s not weak or bumbling. his eyes just don’t work. so mulan notices and confronts him about it. she promises to keep it a secret, and hey, she’ll even help him with his assignments by reading the books out loud and helping him study. but in return he must teach her the sword, must teach her about military and tactics. he agrees.
ping and mulan become very good friends and there’s some raised eyebrows about it but they are TOO far away in class for it to be inappropriate, so they make tutting sounds and disapproving faces and let it go.
then the draft happens. ping can’t go to war, he won’t survive it. not with his eyesight like it is. so mulan offers him a deal - she’ll go to war for him, in his place. in return, if she survives, he must marry her. if she dies he must take care of her family.
ping can’t make this kind of family decision on his own, so he goes to his mother and tells her everything, about the eyesight and how he’ll die if he goes and mulan’s offer. his mother says he must keep it a secret from his father, but agrees - if mulan fights in her son’s place and survives, a wedding will be arranged. either way, mulan’s family will be taken care of. ping will be sent to live with some cousins in the meanwhile.
“you’re not in love with me, are you?” ping asks, helping mulan saddle her horse in the middle of the night. she scoffs and rolls her eyes, “not even a little. but marrying you will make my family happy, and besides, you’re my best friend,” she says, smiling, “better you than some grabby old man.” he smiles and hugs her and says, “i’m not in love with you either. but don’t die out there. we have a wedding to plan.”
so mulan goes to the camp, pretending to be ping, and she’s a little bit less lost but things still go as they go. she’s educated and trained, so it’s not hard for her to pass as ping. shang is keeping a special eye on her, thinking that she’s the son of an advisor, one of his father’s friends. and he sees how easily she excels, how quick thinking and smart she is, and starts giving her more and more responsibilities. by the time they’re called out, shang considers ping ie mulan to be his right hand man, and possibly his best friend.
he’s also a little bit in love with ping, and he’s long known he’s attracted to both genders, so he watches ping laugh and smile and the crease between his eyes when he frowns and does his best to let his feelings chase away the best soldier he has. every time shang looks at ping his heart clenches and he things to himself: i wish i could have you, i wish this was a time and a place where one man could have another, i wish you were a girl, is wish i was a girl - i wish we could be together. he’s literally a step away from doodling ‘li ping’ with little hearts over his battle plans.
so the battles happen. shang and ping lead their men together, respected and loved. they each get promoted, and promoted, and promoted. it’s been years, and it comes to a point where they’re both generals in their own right. they trust each other, care for each other. and are both secretly in love with the other.
mulan is so conflicted. because she wants this war to end and to go home and settle back into life and become ping’s wife, so she can have an easy life spent studying and learning with her family taken care of. that’s what she’d wanted. but now what she wants is shang, her best friend, her brother in arms, her fellow general. she wishes to be everything to him, aches to be the woman on his arm and in his bed, but knows it’s the one thing she can never be.
then that final battle happens. mulan’s quick thinking saves them all and ends the war - but she’s injured.
shang finds out the ping has been a girl all along. he demands explanations - so she tells him everything, that she traded places with ping to save him, to become his wife.
and the lies should sting the sharpest, but they don’t. she’s still the same person, after all. it’s that she’s promised to another man, for one second he’d thought he might have her, but no. so he agrees not to reveal her but he’s furious and furious at himself for being furious and they’re not the same now, broken and splintered and neither of them know what to do.
the war is over. they leave. mulan returns home, and thanks to her ping is now known as a respected general. she’s done her part and survived, and now she gets her reward - ping’s hand in marriage.
but she sees ping for the first time and flings herself into his arms and starts crying. she tells him everything, because he’s still her friend, her very best friend besides shang, the man whom she lied to and betrayed and loves. and ping listens and takes her by the shoulders and says - i’ll uphold our bargain, if that’s what you want. you can be my pampered wife, you’ve more than earned it. but if you want to go to shang, i won’t blame you. you deserve your happiness.
and mulan goes back and forth, but ultimately she decides she has to try. if shang rejects her she’ll return and marry ping and uphold her family honor. but if shang wants her - he’s not as high up as ping, but he’s high up enough to satisfy her family, and also she would love him and want him if he was no more than a farming peasant so it doesn’t matter much anyway.
she rides to the capitol. she finally meets ping’s father, running into him while looking for shang. “ah mulan,” says this man who was never supposed to know of her until she became his daughter-in-law, “i didn’t expect to see you here. how fortuitous. walk with me.” she does, wary, and that’s how she discovers - he and the emperor had discovered her deception a year in, but at that point she’d already proven herself too skilled and valuable to lose. he tells her that he will uphold his son and wife’s deal and gladly welcome her to his household - but that she’s earned her rank as general, and that he and the emperor have no problem with letting her keep it.
she says thank you, shocked and joyful, but that she has to talk to someone first. “ah, yes, young general li,” he says, eyes twinkling, “i do believe he’s around here somewhere.”
she has no idea how he seems to know everything, but she finally tracks down shang who’s ecstatic to see her and hates himself for it. she confesses - says she loves him, that she’s engaged to ping but willing and able to break this engagement for shang. who is dumbfounded and elated and says yes, of course, finally and forever.
and mulan accepts her rank and marries shang, and they become the literal power battle couple of the general li mulan and general li shang. ping becomes a scholar and marries a very nice young woman who loves reading and is happy to read aloud to her husband with his failing eyes.
Isn't there a really dodgy bit in Why Does He Do That? I read somewhere that it says a man who says he's being abused is the abuser in a relationship, which... no, male victims of domestic abuse exist too...
Yes. I was actually going to post about this.
It’s not just a “dodgy bit”. There are multiple points at which he says things that I didn’t care for.
The “male abuse victims are probably lying” thing is is the biggest flaw in the book, but the book is still absolutely vital, and people should still read and recommend it. Full stop. Because a thing is flawed does not mean it has no value and should not be circulated to those people that it could help. If the book were less shockingly accurate and unflinching in its portrayal of abusive men, if it were less good in the ways that it is good, perhaps I would feel more hesitation.
I’ve read basically the whole thing so far (I’m about 20-30 pages from the end in the PDF), and here’s the deal.
He doesn’t say unilaterally that men lie about being abused. He says that abusive men lie about being abused by women. It’s a fine distinction, and not really much better, but I want to be clear that that is what he is saying. Not that men lie about all abuse, but that they lie about being abused by women. Abusive men, especially, will tell this lie to get the upper hand.
Based on what he has seen after dealing with a couple thousand men who abuse women, I do not doubt that this is true.
But he seems to think the number of abused men is smaller than the number of abusive men who are lying about being abused. Even if that is true, abused men are not acceptable collateral damage. It’s not okay to act like the issue isn’t important just because liars exist.
He uses SOME qualifying language. I’m not going to go digging for it, but it’s along the line of “Male victims of domestic violence are really rare compared to the number of female victims.” After that he kind of treats it like they either don’t exist, or the fact that they do is irrelevant in the face of the much more widespread problem of men who abuse women. I won’t lie, that’s not good.
To be frank, he does not seem all that aware of social justice issues the way that all us gigantic queers on Tumblr are. His awareness of LGBT issues is peripheral. When he says “men” and “women”, he definitely means “cis men” and “cis women”. And the book definitely reads like a book written by a cis dude to me. But honestly, this is a book that only a cis dude could have written, because only a cis dude could have worked with other (cis) men the way he has, and it is precisely that experience that makes it so valuable.
The fact that he’s biased doesn’t mean he is talking out his ass the rest of the time. He’s not. At the time of publication (2002) he had worked with over two thousand abusive men whose targets were women. He pioneered recovery programs for these men. He was the first to really get down and work with them on a daily basis, both in group and personal therapy settings. And that experience shows.
No. He really really doesn’t understand abused men.
But he understands abusive men. Specifically, he understands men who abuse women.
On the one hand, it’s given him an unprecedented level of insight into abusers’ mindsets, and that is so valuable.
On the other, the graphic and awful examples he has seen of men who are lying to get themselves out of trouble or justify their behavior have definitely colored his views of male victims. These men – men, I emphasize, referred to him by the legal system, meaning they were entirely confirmed abusers – WERE almost always lying about it. I think he mentions two exceptions? And yeah, that sounds like shit abusers fucking do. I believe him.
Within his setting, within his sample, I believe he is 100% correct in his assessment – abusers are likely to be lying about having suffered partner violence.
That setting absolutely is not the rest of the world, and I think he loses sight of that, if he ever had sight of it to begin with. That’s a terrible flaw.
Another flaw is that it gives very little face-time to same-sex relationship abuse. It goes into it a little, and does it a little ham-handedly but not too badly, but mostly it gets ignored.
Rather than raise these issues at all and then doing it badly, I wish he had said “The issue of abuse in LGBT relationships, as well as the issue of women abusing men, is sadly beyond the scope of my experience, and therefore this book is not about those issues.”
There is nothing wrong with focusing on one aspect of the issue of intimate partner violence. That he did so is not a bad thing. The bad thing that he did is to treat the rest of it like a non-issue, when it isn’t, and that he said some things that encourage the reader to be generally suspicious of men who say that women have abused them. Those are bad things.
Would I recommend it to a man who is being/was abused by a woman? No no no. Absolutely not. Those dynamics are completely different, and the abuse is likely to look very different, and I feel like very little of it will be accessible to someone in that situation. I think it would do more harm than good.
Would I recommend it to someone in a non-cishet relationship? Maybe, but probably not, unless I had a little insight into the relationship and felt like it would be a good match.
Would I still recommend it to women, or to people who want a general understanding of the dynamics between abusive cis men and abused women? YES. YES A THOUSAND TIMES.
The book is not “good” in a morally/ideologically pure, okay? It is flawed. But for what it is, which is a book about men who abuse women, it is very good.
He is on the side of abused women, all the fucking way. And that is still an astonishingly rare thing to find.
It validates the experiences of women abused by men by showing different types of abusive behavior and different types of abuser. He says at multiple points “If you’re wondering whether it’s abuse, then it probably is.” And that is still such a radical, necessary, healthy and badly-needed thing to say.
I’m not going to defend the way he treats the issue of abused men, or abuse in LGBT relationships, He barely deals with these issues at all, and when he does, it’s halfhearted at best and actively regressive at worst. In that regard, it’s shitty. If that is what you are needing, this book won’t give it to you.
I am going to defend it as an excellent starting place for women abused by men, or in toxic almost-abusive relationships with them.
I would prefer it not be flawed, and if it has to be flawed, I would prefer it come with a disclaimer, but I would rather it circulate flawed and without a disclaimer of any kind that fail to reach someone who really, really needs it.
We could be waiting a long time for a better, more inclusive book to come out. There’s not time to wait. This book is needed now. TODAY.
That said, I am always glad to reblog helpful resources for abused men, or for people in non-cishet relationships, if you know of any. I would love to know about comparable GOOD books for LGBT people, if you know any, or would love to know about GOOD books written for male victims of domestic violence.
To all of the people who are always talking about never having the chance to get into underrated groups because you only hear of them after they disband, here is your chance. Cross Gene recently had a comeback (February 7th) called Black or White. The MV is gory, but the concept is really cool and the song is honestly amazing.
Even if you have other groups you love who have released new songs please give Cross Gene a chance and please vote for them and/or stream Black or White.
They also have other bops like La Di Da Di and Play with Me!
This is very important because Cross Gene is at risk of disbandment and it would mean so much to their fans if you could give them the time of day.
Note: I am tagging other groups to spread awareness, so if you see this, even if you don’t stan Cross Gene, please reblog this!!
I don’t normally do this type of thing, and have only done it once for Popplio, but I want to know how many supporters there are for Lycanroc Dusk Form on this site, and in the Pokemon community. So if you could please respond to this post, that would be really helpful in showing that this form is loved and show that some people actually do care for it!
1 Reblog - Shows your full support
1Like - Shows that you care
Remember, there are no bad Pokemon nor Pokemon forms, just bad trainers!
You can’t tell me Uchiha Mikoto wouldn’t have adopted Naruto the MOMENT she realized he was Kushina’s son.
You can’t tell me she didn’t spend HOURS trying to convince Hiruzen to let her take him - to give him a loving home alongside Sasuke, because DAMN IT Kushina was her best friend. There’s no way she didn’t fight tooth and nail, until her voice gave out, to take him into her home and her family.
You can’t tell me she wasn’t devastated when the Hokage and his council refused despite her pleading, her arguing, her begging.
You can’t tell me that she didn’t understand why she - the most suited of new caretakers - wasn’t allowed to give this poor boy a proper future rather than that of an orphan.
…you can’t tell me that her seeing Naruto in that maternity ward in the hospital - sensing that chakra sealed within him, that calls to her Sharingan - didn’t immediately put all the pieces into place. Realizing that not only is he kept from her because he’s the new jinchūriki…but because the Uchiha are no longer trusted to be anywhere near the Kyūbi after the attack.
…you can’t tell me that part of the reason the Uchiha began to rebel was not Mikoto’s doing, hurt and furious at such mistrust from their own village, which in turn cost Naruto a loving home and abandoned him to such a lonely fate. That she was willing to fight not only for her clan’s freedom, but in the memory of the friend she lost to the monster sealed inside her son. Knowing that, should Kushina have any say, that the Uzumaki would have trusted her absolutely - Kyūbi or no Kyūbi - to watch over her son and give him a chance at a happy future, rather than be kept alone and naive to his past and his future.
…you can’t tell me that Mikoto wouldn’t have done anything and everything to preserve the last piece left of her dear friend…even if it meant war.
As you may noticed, my original Tumblr blog got deleted. I am really really upset about this but thats how it is now. I will reupload all of my drawings here and on my new nsfw blog:
I would appreciate it so much if you all could help me out by reblogging this and my coming art QwQ and spread to the community that this is my new blog!
It is just super depressing to lost something you worked alot for and I did put so much love into this and I was pretty proud :(((
I saw you reblogged something about a cockroach cam, and it really threw me for a loop because your reaction was a positive one. I'm not exaggerating when I say that everyone I've ever known has always thought of roaches as gross, unsanitary, and creepy. Obviously you think otherwise, so could you please share why you like them? I'm genuinely curious and would love to be educated about them. (Or maybe you were simply calling the DISPLAY cute and I'm an idiot who can't interpret words correctly.)
I think it was mostly @kaijutegu who was calling them and the set up cute, but I don’t disagree that they can be endearing (even though I’m a spider sort of gal, myself). Roaches are just bugs, and pretty cool ones at that. They flourish really well in environments that correlate with low-quality human welfare (dampness, rot, food trash) but that doesn’t mean they’re inherently gross or unsanitary.
thank you for your patience once again. Here is another one and this time I took 41-year (well, he is 43/44 in this one) old Mr. Frye to the test. I mean, he needs love, too. And he is such a handsome man and had to go through a lot.
I hope you will enjoy this piece of Fiction. I do not have any knowledge about the bathing back in Victorian England. I googled but didn’t find enough or maybe I did not dig deep enough. (I actually just googled again to not look like a complete idiot in front of you and added a few things, heh)
A happy Fryeday to all of you. I hope my english followers are all okay + their families and friends after what had happened.
Title: Togetherness Summary: Reader wants some time for herself but her dear husband thought otherwise Characters: Reader, Jacob Frye Relationships: Jacob Frye x Fem!Reader Warnings: Very slightly NSFW at the end (but really, not much) Words: 1.885
Hey guys, I have a bit of an update and a favor to ask
Yesterday my mother and I took our dogs to a fenced in area that our landlord made so they could run around, and while she was running with them she tripped over a stump and fractured one of the bones in her arm up near her elbow.
She’s got a cast and probably won’t need surgery but she’ll be out of work for a while so I would super appreciate if you guys would check out our Etsy and maybe buy one of her shelves or coat racks, I know she would really appreciate it!
summary : In which you are a gifted artist & Connor just so happens to be your unsuspecting muse.
word count : 4,519
warnings : Swearing
a / n : Here we are! I’m beyond excited to be sharing my first fic with you. I’ve recently gotten into DEH & really explored the characters as people, so I do hope the way I write Connor is enough for you! I had my ups & downs while writing this, but the result did prove successful.
Oh, & make sure to see if you can catch a hidden If I Could Tell Her reference in the fic! *winky face* I would love you for the rest of my days if you all could leave a like or maybe reblog! Feedback & constructive criticism are always welcome.
Biting your lip in concentration, your eyes carefully studied the sharp but somehow soft lines of his face. He was sitting diagonally in front of you, with a perfect view of his profile.
Why would you be drawing the infamous Connor Murphy in the middle of a calculus class, you ask? Honestly, you didn’t even have a valid reason except for the fact that he was absolutely beautiful.
His was a unique kind of beauty, dark & harsh & in all ways mysterious, but at the same time there was a sort of lightness to it, fragile & delicate.
It puzzled you sometimes, but you were still drawn to the enigma that happened to be Connor Murphy.
Okay, but am I the only one who thinks about what it would be like if you were friends with your favourite artist(s)?
Just think of all the love and support you’d more than likely get from them. Late night calls, good morning texts, y'know- the works. And think about being so close that when things get tough, having them come to you.