#it rarely goes well

[whack-patty]

Noodlemoon ofc, if nobody's asked yet >:]

I also need to give the movies a rewatch too, you're not alone 😭 [they removed Sing 2 off of Netflix recently and I'm still going through all the stages of grief]

This is them to me

#bonus extra drawing of me beating up Netflix for you #I FEEL LIKE #Eddie’s often on the sidelines waiting to either rescue Buster or to join in if it goes well #it rarely goes well #so it’s very often Eddie to the rescue hours #these two are messes to me hAHAHAHAHSHSDBJ #my art lol #buster moon #eddie noodleman #sing movie #noodlemoon #queuwu

[dickfuckk]

Every time i tell people i buy groceries every 14 days they seem shocked by this and tell me they buy groceries every day or several times a week.

That in turn blows my mind, as someone who couldn’t possibly hate buying groceries more than i do, i can’t imagine doing it that often.

Bonus if you tell me in the tags how you feel about shopping for groceries. Do you hate it with a passion like me? Feel indifferent to it, just another chore? Or do you somehow love it?

#poll #i do it every 14 days to save money tbh lmao #if i had a comfortable budget i might do it once a week #but honestly every 14 days works so well #it’s rare enough that i can enjoy 14 days of peace #but not so far between that the food goes bad before i manage to use it #it’s just the perfect amount

[violentemperor]

If Kefla duplicates himself and seeing his other self, how would their conversation go? An example of it.

Kefla looks at the duplicate he has just created. His eyes go up and down to see if there is a mistake. He seems pleased with the result. “As perfect as the real thing.”

The other seemed to roll his eyes at the original words. “Do you really need an ego boost when we both know how beautiful we are?”

Kefla decided to smile and ignore this answer of the double. An answer that didn't surprise him, since he would have said the same thing. “Yeah, yeah. Anyway, listen. I need you to go to Hethea. What you're going to do there is talk with Krudia and manage to convince her to do something for us.”

The doppelgänger doesn't seem too fond of the idea. “You lazy bastard, why don't you do it yourself? You're the one who decided to get intimate with her. Don't put boring stuff like that on me.”

This seemed to piss off the real deal, who will grab the neck of his double. “Oh, I'm sorry. I learned this technique because I have plenty of things to do. So, how about you go to hell and do as you're told. You're talking a lot of crap for a double. Do I make myself clear?”

The copy nods, causing the real Kefla to remove his grip from around its neck. A bright golden ki begins to envelop the copy's body. As its power increases, its aura spreads like a fierce flame, and its straight hair takes on a green glow.

Kefla sighs and prepares for battle. From time to time, it is really infuriating to deal with him. But it's a good way to get stronger, so he gladly accepts the impending defeat he's about to suffer.

#it rarely goes well #|| sanity of said madness — ic #[ drabble ] #thanks for the ask #whoever it is

[aroaceleovaldez]

Something something Jason feeling like he doesn't quite fit as "Greek" or "Roman" as a metaphor for bisexuality, particularly the semi-canonical bi-coding in his half of experiences during the Cupid scene and how Favonius and Cupid speak to him in parallel to the scenes confirming Nico is gay.

Something something the camps as metaphors for traditionally acceptable forms of relationships and Nico living as a rogue outside of them, rejecting expectation (ergo in himself representing a metaphor of queer identity and living outside of boxes and defined/usually hetero-allonormative/binary ideas of what love/relationships should look like) versus Jason struggling with the expectation to conform to a label and even discussing with Nico both of them remaining at CHB together.

Something something the inverse of Jason shifting away from the camps after he breaks up with Piper, feeling lost and unable to find a place between the camps as he begins to explore his queer identity properly for the first time versus Nico only remaining at CHB because he has entered a relationship. In this essay I will-

#pjo #riordanverse #jason grace #nico di angelo #analysis #i know ive semi-rambled about this before here #but i was thinking about it on the discord the other day #for those in the discord forgive it being mostly copy/pasted from my rambling lol #i say ''semi-canonical bi-coding'' re: the Cupid Scene because. well. it's in the text! it's pretty overt! #which means it's pretty canon but nobody ever really discusses it and Rick has never acknowledged it #but also he never acknowledged Reyna's aspec-coding until a rare instance of him responding to q's on twitter #(that chain was also specifically sparked by me in that instance - due to him replying to my open letter about aspec coding in the series #- which i still find amusing cause it is SO obvious he didnt read it) #and he only like once acknowledged his mostly unintentional aspec-coding of the Hunt on goodreads #and very frequently goes ''death of the author - whatever i say outside the books is irrelevant and doesnt matter. read it how you want.'' #''if you can get it out of the text then there's your canon.'' which i respect. reject ''word of god'' canon embrace analysis

[jahiera]

see the thing about Astarion to me is I don't actually think he has a clue who he actually is beneath all of the everything he's got going on. he's got impulses, he's got drive, a will to live, he's got desires and amusements and cravings, but an actual selfhood?? no. there's a blue error screen where the person of him should be, the person -- whoever that was, I'm personally of the mind he likely wasn't good then either, but we'll see where the story takes us -- before Cazador. the man in front of us today is this mishmash of interior delight at freedom and sunlight but also capable of true unapologetic cruelty and willingness to be ugly in a multitude of ways. so he follows the impulse. he follows what intrigues and amuses, and nothing will take that freedom from him again. and he reflects back onto others the violence that was done unto him. a lack of power kept him down? now he wants to accumulate power, so it can never be turned on him again. but he also misses the sun while he's underground. he's mean and desperate and ruthless and it's interesting because he's unapologetic about it, he's unflinching about it. he's vindictive and mean and desperately floundering around throwing stuff at a wall to see what sticks in terms of personhood because who is he now. 200 years of horrific servitude and now he's just out and about and he's in the mud.

and he can be horrible. and yet when you take the routes of prying open the faaairly shallow veneer he has of smug and snark and snappiness, he'll give you pieces of the raw and the desperate -- "I want to know what the world sees when it looks at me. what you see." is a line you only get if you're earnest with him. any other path in the dialogue will have him continue the shallow persona you've come to know. and in all of that I think nothing is "this is real, this is an act," set in stone because I just don't think he even knows, I don't think he has a CLUE what's his and what's the protective measures and what's the real delight and what's the cruel mockery of his surroundings and what he's willing to give vs what he needs to hide vs what he lets slip out on accident. the inconsistencies in his own ideas and what he says and what he does. I think most everything about him is in a weird place of deeply uncertain. is it a lie? is it a glimmer of truth? for me, I like to interpret him in this weird menagerie of half-truths and shallow lies and omissions, because we've only known him a short while and maybe also he doesn't even know the answer yet. who is he? fuck if HE knows. anyways. smash.

#this is NOT coherent or well put together I'm just chewing on him right now like a dog toy in my brain #I do think it's so vital to not miss the point that he's shallowly horrible in so many ways #like. objectively. #not that I don't love the 'I can fix him' but imagining him soft diminishes the character for me #It feels VITAL to him that he's gnarly in so many respects. and yet floundering and insecure in so many others #self-preservation at all costs but what are you preserving babyboy! you have no clue only that you must protect yourself #he approves of and finds amusement in minor cruelties in a way that feels so .... soooo .... #I don't know. like if he can turn it on someone else that means /he/ is finally beyond the reach of someone doing it to him #because as soon as it's done to him he goes OFF THE RAILS #call him a slave and he shows a startling aggression that is fairly rare (he doesn't often yell -- merely sly and slink and snarks and digs #it's just. HIM. #I'm putting him in the microwave for around 4 minutes to see what comes out. #astarion #bg3 meta

[bumblingbabooshka]

In 'vis a vis' Janeway doesn't mention B'Elanna in the list of people who're worried about Tom which implies that B'Elanna didn't report the fact that "Tom" grabbed her arm, called her a disappointment and broke up with her (as Janeway definitely would have mentioned it as evidence of him acting strange if she knew about it) which makes sense on several different fronts but also makes me scream and cry loud enough to break glass.

#it reminds me of that time in 'Alice' (NOT related as vis a vis takes place seasons BEFORE 'Alice') but when B'Elanna says Tom: #'practically assaulted me' Janeway's not taking it seriously at all she says 'that doesn't sound like Tom' and I was like CAPTAIN??? DEATH? #but again that has no bearing on this in-universe bc that hasn't happened yet. REALLY I'm screaming and crying about B'Elanna's self esteem #issues which Steth literally manifested the worst case scenario of #Tom's little gesture when he gets back also goes over so well bc of this in MY mind. #Tom wanting her and Tom being with her is something B'Elanna wants regardless of how he actually acts in their relationship #(as long as it isn't abusive). He rarely puts her first without prompting or complaining BUT...he's a handsome human guy who wants her to b #his girlfriend. Ostensibly. And that's a prize you wanna hold onto. #God I love B'Elanna............ #did she tell ANYONE or did she just sit with that interaction alone??? #her not telling anyone implies that she DIDN'T go 'hey that's not like Tom! I should inform the captain of this incident!' #and that KILLS me dude...she's not like 'Something's terribly wrong with Tom or maybe that's an imposter!' she's like 'Tom said/did that to #me.' SCREAMING. SCREAMING. TOM. YOUR RELATIONSHIP IS /BAD/ WITH B'ELANNA.

[luuxxart]

royal college trio 🍂🍁

#persona 5 #goro akechi #akira kurusu #sumire yoshizawa #firstly. I would like to apologize if I got any of the writing wrong but I’m. trusting Wikipedia #I forgot how much I missed them until I started drawing this #just to point it out #Akechi goes to ritsumeikan; Akira goes to Doshisha; and Sumire goes to Kyoto U #my reasoning is in a previous college shuake post #but to recap… rits and dodai have a rivalry…. Kyoto U is just kind of neutral so .. that’s how it works w then #I wanted to make the caption a quote I saw in my college’s chapel bc it’s what inspired this piece but #there’s no one to credit afaik except doshisha as an institution as a whole?? #it doesn’t link back to my institution. technically #but iykyk #and if you know don’t say anything #rare occasion where I don’t use any filters lol #just really liked my shading and everything here so #OH OH before I go pls look closely at their phones for little details :) #realized u can’t see sumi’s that well but it’s a clear case with a Sylveon card in it #also idk what she’s showing Akira might be like. a new mini pc Futaba’s working on who knows

[isbergillustration]

Sometimes I try to replicate vibes digitally

#as you can see it rarely goes well and takes more time #procreate #drawing #my art

[imunbreakabledude]

that tweet about piper i reblogged has me thinkin. part of the reason i love piper so much isn't just because the character she grows into is the type i always love. it's also because she doesn't start out that way. you see her go from terrified peacemaking middle sister to exhausted quick-temper blow-things-up-first-ask-questions-later big sister, and... i just think piper halliwell is so special, for depicting in real time on a fun TV show, how good girls get fed up taking shit and realize you have to be a bit of a bitch to get anything done

#yeah yeah there are all the compelling character reasons like her sister dying and her star crossed love with leo #and the elders fucking with her and issues w her parents etc etc #but also i love how it happens over time and feels real #season 1 piper is just as much piper as s4+ piper #and you rarely get to see women on TV go through a gradual personality change which feels normal and not like flanderization or drift #and i'm not to say other female characters with good development don't exist but... #there's something distinct to me about this version with piper versus someone like Buffy #bc buffy goes thru trauma and matures and faces harder choices yes but her overall demeanor is largely the same throughout #with maybe a shift in s6-7 ok that one is good too #but i like how piper's shift is less dramatic than 'died and came back depressed' (not that that's bad!) #i just like that... well it's a supernatural show but at the same time her development feels like it could be mundane? #like yes it's magical circumstances that drive her difficult relationship and loss of her sister etc. #but also... those situations could still exist without magic? #idk piper just feels specifically special to me in this way #piper halliwell #charmed #tvthoughts

[cuties-in-codices]

got slammed by my middle english professor for mentioning the christ in the winepress image as an example of apocryphal imagery - would you happen to have any background on the motif? I know british library is down atm but any country would be great if at all possible?

i love your blog :)

oh i love christ in the winepress sm. there's a surprisingly extensive wikipedia article on the motif. here's an in-depth german lexicon entry (by the "reallexikon zur deutschen kunstgeschichte", an extremely useful ressource on art history btw). i'm also genuinely floored rn by this 80 page long incredibly informative paper on the motif uploaded to researchgate.net by retired cultural anthropologist william abruzzi: christ in the mystic winepress (2021). (for anybody interested, the paper is free to download and includes close to a hundred images/examples of the christ in the winepress iconography in art history!)

hope this helps :)

#i'm not qualified to help with the question of it being apocryphal imagery or not #btw it's rare to see such a well-researched wikipeda page on such a niche subject so shoutout to the one guy who wrote the whole thing #he goes by the username johnbod and his list of interests and contributions to wikipedia articles is really. something else #obviously also shoutout to william abruzzi #his paper is the most useful ressource on this imagery i could find #and he just did this in his free time and uploaded it to the internet y'know #blessed be this flavor of nerds fr #ask #christ in the winepress #mystical winepress #christian iconography

[songofsaraneth]

tv show reccomendation: Scavengers Reign!

adult animated series on HBO Max about survivors of a spaceship wreck surviving on an alien planet, a pal originally pitched it as "Nausicaa meets Annihilation vibes" in terms of whimsy + body horror elements, and I think that both fits and is a compelling way to describe it. the plot isn't the most in depth but I think that allows the show to wrap everything up nicely in the 12 eps and maximize screen time on the best part which is the alien planet's ecology and worldbuilding.

it was also just very refreshing i feel like theres been a divide in western animation in recent years where a lot of "adult" shows are that way solely because they're crude/sexual/edgy, and meanwhile anything "whimsical" gets slotted into kid genres and is therefore limited in how far it can push anything. so its nice to get a show that balances whimsy with body horror elements without relying on like, sex or fart jokes.

also the last episode has a really gorgeous animation sequence nearish the end, you rarely see animation of earth-biology/geology/evolution done with such care and attention to detail, and it was really wonderful to see how much effort the writers/animators put into that aspect of the show and clearly loved it + wanted the viewer to love it too

#as an ecologist i am Always watching alien sci fi for the biology etc #not necessarily to find every flaw but just to see how much effort goes into it and this one sure does!!! #yes you have to accept basic premise of breathable atmosphere and not everything being poisonous #but the environment is both help and hindrance in this show and they have to always be interacting with it often in cool ways #scavenger's reign #i havent seen it on my dash at all so!!!! go watch #now im gonna make a rare journey into the tags for it #ramblings #animation #jade recs #eta: well fuck me the tag is me and 8 other people/posts #lmao someone who can make gifs pls watch this #i want to reblog the cool alien guys #UPDATE #ok theres more posts i just had an apostrophe that i guess does not belong #scavengers reign

[cerise-on-top]

I was on Tik Tok and a video appeared of a woman getting ready (makeup, clothes, etc.) to wait for her police wife, I thought of this scenario with Alejandro. Could you do a oneshot like this?

Hey there! Please don't request oneshots or fics or something like that from me, I usually only write those when I'm inspired ^^; I made an exception this time, but please keep that in mind!

Waiting for Alejandro

Among those gentle dreams of twosomeness, where the lovely was the ordinary and loneliness was as far away as the end of the universe, you prayed. With your eyes closed, with your mind showing you beautiful, vivid dreams of your loved one caressing you, giving you the love you yearned for, you murmured along words of love. The gods would be benevolent enough to let you experience that happiness just once more. Where the wars would never end, where the fights were eternal, you hoped for a small respite from it all, granting such to a lone, tired soldier. A warm hand on his cheek, a smile you almost forgot in your wake, tender words exchanged. The pain of being alone was forgotten for just another moment, tearing your heart open any other time. But alas, a dream was as fleeting as a petal drifting through the wind.

Birdsong, louder than what you were used to, tore you from your peaceful slumber, the light shining through the window. It was not bright, but it almost blinded you. And even on this morning, as the birds sang about their love for one another, as they joined one another into an aria of affection, you felt the lightness of your bed. Even this morning, Alejandro had not yet joined you. You turned to his side, images of him slumbering away flickering in front of you. Your safe haven, your sanctuary of rest, was incomplete without him. Taking his pillow into your arms, you closed your eyes. His scent had faded entirely by now. As it was, nothing remained aside from blurry memories. Had you taken him for granted this entire time? Had you not been a good enough partner? Would he even return? Pangs of insecurity gnawed at your heart. Everything was going to be alright, Alejandro was alright. He was going to return soon.

And on your nightstand laid your phone. In your sadness, it seemed less appealing than usual. And yet, somehow, this morning, you felt more drawn to it than usual. Anxiety coursed through you. A simple “I’m coming home tonight” would ease any and all insecurities you had, but the disappointment of not seeing any messages would be too great. Taking it off the charger, you held it in your phone for a moment, running your finger along its case. Curiosity was a strong drive for many, but for you it held more sadness than anything. How long has it been since you had last seen Alejandro? Too long, but today likely wouldn’t change anything. Devoid of any contentment, you sighed. Maybe you should go back to sleep, delude yourself within those dreams of love. He was to return, for you would fight a seven nation army by yourself and boast an empty victory otherwise.

Another few minutes passed, sitting hunched over your phone without ever turning it on. You didn’t know the time, it didn’t matter. It was nothing you needed to know for the time being. An answer to your prayer came in something you didn’t want to see: Your phone vibrated, the screen lighting up and displaying a message.

I will be home in one and a half hours, wait for me 🥰

The sender was Alejandro.

Without batting an eye, you unlocked your phone, hovering your fingers over the virtual keyboard. You wanted to respond, you needed to, but your mind went blank. What were you to say when your mind wouldn’t respond, but your heart sang a little tune? Dancing in its cage, soon to be freed from its shackles. On its stage, it grew warm underneath all the lights. There was naught but a single person as its audience, but the cheers were as wholesome as they were genuine. It beat, it danced in hope. One and a half hours. All this time you were alone, you grew tired, exhausted even. Jumping up from your bed, you made haste towards your closet, picking out some lovely clothes. Alejandro had always loved seeing you in these, complimenting you every time. Today was a day unlike any other. It was special to you in so many ways, you hoped you could make it a day unlike many others for Alejandro as well.

The time spent in the bathroom was not marked by its brevity. Your hygiene made for the base of it all, combing your hair and brushing your teeth so you could feel clean. Although you would have loved to indulge in this little ritual, there was relatively little time. Between rushing to put on your fancy clothes and applying your makeup, you messed up quite a few times. Your speed could have rivaled that of professionals. Even as you poked your eye a few times, even as you applied more makeup than what was likely needed and you had to scrape off little bits. Looking in the mirror, your heart sank. What have you done to yourself? The precipitance caused you to look questionable at most. Alejandro deserved better than that. It was a special day, one to be celebrated. You could under no circumstances afford to look the way you did.

This time with more leisure, you applied everything yet again. Although you may have looked far from perfection, Aphrodite would have been proud of you either way. Rushing to look at your phone, you looked at the time. Ten minutes and the text would have been one and a half hours old.

You stepped outside. The warm sun hit your face and you looked around. No one yet. For as much as every fiber of your being wished for the time to fly by, for those ten minutes to be skipped, you tried to submit to your patience. You had waited for months, surely you could wait another few minutes.

And yet, those ten minutes didn’t seem to pass. If pain and suffering could turn seconds into minutes, then this little waiting game of yours had been turned into hours. Even as you took in the sun’s warm rays, closing your eyes while remembering all those times Alejandro complained about your vitamin D deficiency, as he forced you outside to soak up the warmth, the time didn’t seem to pass. With a sigh you leaned onto the rails.

Thanks for the ride, amigos!

The door to a car was forcefully closed shut and you opened your eyes. Indeed, there he was in all his glory, waving to those who had driven him home. The waiting had paid off. However, you had no control over yourself as you slowly moved towards him. As if on instinct, as if a moth drawn to flame, as if a child seeking its mother’s affection, you sped up, running right at him. Your heart beat loud and heavy in your ears, it was almost unbearable. However, he, too, seemed to have taken notice of you, standing still as he awaited your embrace.

Stumbling and tumbling about, you eventually reached him, wrapping your arms tightly around him. If he was smoke in the air, then you were the jar he was being captured with. You never wanted to let him go again, simply reveling in his touch instead. Alejandro seemed to reciprocate as he wrapped his arms around you as well, laughing as he did so.

“Someone’s very eager to see me today, eh? Good to see you too.”

“I missed you so much, you have no idea.”

The grip he had on you was somewhat tight, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. And for a moment, he was no longer a fighter, holding the one he loved the most. The wars were over for the time being, he could finally focus on something equally as important. And for a moment, the world was at peace. However, in order to protect such properly, he had to let go of you eventually, holding onto your shoulder for a moment longer still.

“Look at you, all dolled up just for me. You look stunning today, mi amor.”

“Thank you, I wanted this day to be special for the both of us.”

Taking on his role of a warrior yet again, he put his arm around you, shielding you from any and all harm there may be. Even in the comfort of his own home, Alejandro couldn’t help but fight whenever needed. It was his calling, his raison d’être. Even during the most peaceful times, threats of war always lingered. His walls were high still, only lowering them so you could get inside his heart and paint it with your love. Walking you towards your shared home, he hummed a little tune.

“I’m so glad to finally be home again. Now I can spend my time with you and relax a little bit.”

“Shit, I didn’t cook anything, though. I’m so sorry, Alejandro.”

He laughed yet again. That melodious, loud laughter you came to adore over the years you spent with him. After opening the door, he gave you a gentle peck to your forehead.

“Don’t worry too much about it, we can always just order some takeout.”

#cod #cod x reader #alejandro vargas #alejandro vargas x reader #this is the 100th request I've written for CoD #and overall I've written 118 things for the fandom #that's so much I have never written this much before. not even for my previous fandoms #this took so long to write even if it may not seem like much and I'm not even satisfied with it #could be worse but it could also be a lot better #writing headcanons is much easier and takes a lot less time as well which is why I usually just stick to those #also me not really taking requests for anything but HCs goes for anyone #the Farah one was an exception since I had a vision that I really wanted to write #but it's rare for me to be inspired enough to want to write a ficlet or something like that #but I really need to get better at writing dialogue. I've always sucked at it #practice makes perfect I suppose but I really gotta find something longer to write at some point #I do have one idea but I'm not sure if I should write it

[wonder-worker]

"The newly widowed Elizabeth (Woodville) was exceptionally vulnerable. Several of the trustees responsible for her jointure refused to hand over the manors that were meant to sustain her in her widowhood. Moreover, her brother-in-law, Edward Grey, had seized estates that her son Thomas should have inherited from his paternal grandfather, while her mother-in-law’s new young husband, Sir John Bourchier, had prevailed on Lady Ferrers to settle her principal properties on them jointly for life, ensuring that Thomas would have to wait far longer for this inheritance too. Rivers and Scales were pardoned in July 1461 and swiftly moved into the Yorkist establishment, which perhaps explains the success of the chancery suits Elizabeth launched to regain her jointure. Her son’s inheritance proved harder to recover. By 1463, Rivers was often in (Edward IV's) company and on his council, but Elizabeth needed someone with much stronger influence over the King. She turned to a distant kinsman, William, Lord Hastings, the King’s chamberlain. Hastings drove a very hard bargain for his aid but it was probably amid these negotiations that the King’s desire for Elizabeth was kindled."

-J.L. Laynesmith, "Elizabeth Woodville: the Knight's Widow", "Later Plantagenet and Wars of the Roses Consorts: Power, Influence, and Dynasty"

#historicwomendaily #elizabeth woodville #Elizabeth really had terrible in-laws #And these people weren't even the worst of them - that particular award goes to Richard of Gloucester #As complicated as her first widowhood sounds it was a breeze compared to the literal nightmare she went through during her second. #Honestly though: part me wonders what Elizabeth's first marriage was like because we know absolutely nothing about it. #The marriage itself is a blank slate but the fact that her husband's parents & siblings were so indifferent and uncooperative #to her - and their own kid-grandchildren?? - after he died indicates that his family may have been rather dysfunctional imo? #Certainly they (or most of them) don't seem to have cared about the wellbeing or dignity of his young and newly widowed wife which #doesn't exactly suggest closeness or support during the marriage itself from their end. #Elizabeth doesn't mention John Gray in her deathbed will either though she mentions Edward IV. She may have thought it was #'inappropriate' to mention her first husband beside her significantly higher-ranked second husband...but she DOES mention her son by #her first marriage - which would have drawn attention to it anyway - alongside her royal daughter so that's unlikely to have been a reason. #Maybe it was simply the passage of time? She and John had been married for very few years and she lived such a different life after that #So it's possible that her first marriage simply seemed very distant and faraway to her. #Alternatively it may have simply been undivided affection for Edward IV (her husband of 19 years who she married for love) #which fits well into the relatively personal nature of her will. #Of course we don't actually know anything about any of this and this is all pure wild speculation on my end...but I'm curious. #It's really a shame how little we actually know about Elizabeth's life - made worse by the very limited primary records of Edward IV's #reign and the fact that his chamber records don't survive. And it's even more frustrating that this is so rarely actually acknowledged #by historians. I'd argue we know far more about the life & interests of most other 'prominent' women of the Wars of the Roses #(sans the Neville sisters) than we do about Elizabeth Woodville.

[bidokja]

hey just so you all know, it is possible to acknowledge how often hsy is sidelined in fandom because of joongdok without being a...lesbophobe? how did you even come to this conclusion in a yaoi related poll. quit that shit. this has been a psa <3

#some of yall are toeing the lineee is2g #not every sangsoo fic/art is because of joongdok in fact i would say the Vast Majority arent from what ive seen #it does exist dgmw but it is extremely rare that i see any joongdok content that's like 'hsy is a lesbian btw'-- #--and then leaves her out of the story #like. you are cherrypicking if you're trying to posit that as a trend lmao #as far as hsy-sidelined-by-joongdok content goes #usually they just. leave her out of the story they dont bother to use her being a lesbian as a cover for it #some of yall are acting like anyone with a lesbian hsy hc is nefarious and i need you to step back and think about why thats kinda bonkers #ky speaks #do i dare leave this one rebloggable...oh well que sera sera #something something why are we pitting two bad bitches against each other lesbian hsy and bi hsy are both great

[madame-fear]

My family and I went out to eat something together and we brought one of our cats with us. LOOK AT HER FACEEEE 😭😭❤❤

#shes a bit scaref because she rarely goes outside but shes chill and behaves well #my cats #personal #✧.* amiraverse

[mari-lair]

adding 1 rare pair to the 'teru's dimensional trip' fic

...I hope this doesn't end up dragging me to rare pair hell

#i'll keep it as a surprise but it is a pretty popular rare pair so it probably won't be a shock or anything #if all goes well i'll have the first chap done soon (i'm keeping one dimension per chapter yay)