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mephistopheleswasrobbed · 1 month

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I really need Khem and Pan to get over their jealousy real quick. Like, you knew what you were getting into. You have literally no right to be jealous over these men doing their job. Especially if your jealousy actually interferes with their job. (Looking at you Khem) If you can't handle it, don't. But don't make it Wela and Seji's problem.

#deep night the series #thai bl #don't get into a relationship with a host if you can't handle them flirting with other people #it's literally that easy

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12-toads-in-a-trench-coat · 7 months

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"the pyramids were built by aliens, or the ancient civilisations had advanced technology" no. the ancient egyptians had very well-fed slaves, and a fuck ton of them. they also didn't have shit else to do.

#it's literally that easy #ancient egypt #ancient history #pyramids

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athenswrites · 2 years

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How to make an easy title/wip graphic

You've probably seen the little headers I use occasionally on my blog, like these:

Ever wanted to make one of your own? Don't fear, because it's actually really easy! I've outlined my process step by step below the cut >:)

Open up Canva

Click "custom size".

Enter 1800w x 600h for the size, or something with the same 3:1 dimensions

Next, upload your photo, and drag it in.

Scale that photo so it takes up the entire background. (Sometimes an option pops up to do this, but I usually drag mine in so I can make it look aesthetic, like the CryCon one.)

Click on the image, then "Edit Image" (it's on the white bar below the forward and back arrows)

Mess around with effects until you find something you like.

One you're done messing with the photo, drag in a text box.

Type in whatever you want (i.e. Title, intro, character name, etc)

Pick an aesthetically pleasing font for you WIP

Make the font pretty big, so the words stretch all the way across the graphic. (Also, make sure the text box is centered during this process)

Pick a pretty color that matches the photo

Go to "effects" (it's on the same bar you found edit image or where font/size/color are, just towards the right side)

Click on the option titled "lift", and drag it between 75-100. You can honestly use any effect, but that one is my go-to, as it makes the font readable.

Download and save

voila, you have a pretty graphic

#how to #writeblr #writing #writeblr tips #how to run a writeblr #it's literally that easy #i know it looks like a lot of steps but it's super simple

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angryaromantics · 2 years

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alloroms when they see aromanticism isnt just not feeling love but feeling list in a world you dont belong in

RIGHT!!!!! If you're not interested in actually listening to us, just move along!

#asks #it's literally that easy #your bad faith takes on something you haven't done even the barest of research into arent needed her actually

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butimjustaliar · 2 years

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people who claim that transness confuses children are foolish, bc when i was a little child i had this teddy bear and his name was lars but i also had this sweet little pink dress that fit him perfectly, however, i wasnt sure if enjoying dresses would mean she's a girl so sometimes she wore a dress and went by larsine and sometimes he wore a dress but was still a boy, so what i'm saying is that if child me had a genderfluid teddy bear, no children will have a chrisis over a non-binary person or a guy wearing skirts bruh

#trans positivity #genderfluid #bedtime thoughts #it's literally that easy #duh #bc when i tell you i didn't know my own name for a concerningly long time #i mean that #but even my dumbass two braincell self understood transness #like at this point being transphobic is embarrassing #like what are you? a kindergarden drop-out?

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inkskinned · 7 months

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the thing about art is that it was always supposed to be about us, about the human-ness of us, the impossible and beautiful reality that we (for centuries) have stood still, transfixed by music. that we can close our eyes and cry about the same book passage; the events of which aren't real and never happened. theatre in shakespeare's time was as real as it is now; we all laugh at the same cue (pursued by bear), separated hundreds of years apart.

three years ago my housemates were jamming outdoors, just messing around with their instruments, mostly just making noise. our neighbors - shy, cautious, a little sheepish - sat down and started playing. i don't really know how it happened; i was somehow in charge of dancing, barefoot and laughing - but i looked up, and our yard was full of people. kids stacked on the shoulders of parents. old couples holding hands. someone had brought sidewalk chalk; our front walk became a riot of color. someone ran in with a flute and played the most astounding solo i've ever heard in my life, upright and wiggling, skipping as she did so. she only paused because the violin player was kicking his heels up and she was laughing too hard to continue.

two weeks ago my friend and i met in the basement of her apartment complex so she could work out a piece of choreography. we have a language barrier - i'm not as good at ASL as i'd like to be (i'm still learning!) so we communicate mostly through the notes app and this strange secret language of dancers - we have the same movement vocabulary. the two of us cracking jokes at each other, giggling. there were kids in the basement too, who had been playing soccer until we took up the far corner of the room. one by one they made their slow way over like feral cats - they laid down, belly-flat against the floor, just watching. my friend and i were not in tutus - we were in slouchy shirts and leggings and socks. nothing fancy. but when i asked the kids would you like to dance too? they were immediately on their feet and spinning. i love when people dance with abandon, the wild and leggy fervor of childhood. i think it is gorgeous.

their adults showed up eventually, and a few of them said hey, let's not bother the nice ladies. but they weren't bothering us, they were just having fun - so. a few of the adults started dancing awkwardly along, and then most of the adults. someone brought down a better sound system. someone opened a watermelon and started handing out slices. it was 8 PM on a tuesday and nothing about that day was particularly special; we might as well party.

one time i hosted a free "paint along party" and about 20 adults worked quietly while i taught them how to paint nessie. one time i taught community dance classes and so many people showed up we had to move the whole thing outside. we used chairs and coatracks to balance. one time i showed up to a random band playing in a random location, and the whole thing got packed so quickly we had to open every door and window in the place.

i don't think i can tell you how much people want to be making art and engaging with art. they want to, desperately. so many people would be stunning artists, but they are lied to and told from a very young age that art only matters if it is planned, purposeful, beautiful. that if you have an idea, you need to be able to express it perfectly. this is not true. you don't get only 1 chance to communicate. you can spend a lifetime trying to display exactly 1 thing you can never quite language. you can just express the "!!??!!!"-ing-ness of being alive; that is something none of us really have a full grasp on creating. and even when we can't make what we want - god, it feels fucking good to try. and even just enjoying other artists - art inherently rewards the act of participating.

i wasn't raised wealthy. whenever i make a post about art, someone inevitably says something along the lines of well some of us aren't that lucky. i am not lucky; i am dedicated. i have a chronic condition, my hands are constantly in pain. i am not neurotypical, nor was i raised safe. i worked 5-7 jobs while some of these memories happened. i chose art because it mattered to me more than anything on this fucking planet - i would work 80 hours a week just so i could afford to write in 3 of them.

and i am still telling you - if you are called to make art, you are called to the part of you that is human. you do not have to be good at it. you do not have to have enormous amounts of privilege. you can just... give yourself permission. you can just say i'm going to make something now and then - go out and make it. raquel it won't be good though that is okay, i don't make good things every time either. besides. who decides what good even is?

you weren't called to make something because you wanted it to be good, you were called to make something because it is a basic instinct. you were taught to judge its worth and over-value perfection. you are doing something impossible. a god's ability: from nothing springs creation.

a few months ago i found a piece of sidewalk chalk and started drawing. within an hour i had somehow collected a small classroom of young children. their adults often brought their own chalk. i looked up and about fifteen families had joined me from around the block. we drew scrangly unicorns and messed up flowers and one girl asked me to draw charizard. i am not good at drawing. i basically drew an orb with wings. you would have thought i drew her the mona lisa. she dragged her mother over and pointed and said look! look what she drew for me and, in the moment, i admit i flinched (sorry, i don't -). but the mother just grinned at me. he's beautiful. and then she sat down and started drawing.

someone took a picture of it. it was in the local newspaper. the summary underneath said joyful and spontaneous artwork from local artists springs up in public gallery. in the picture, a little girl covered in chalk dust has her head thrown back, delighted. laughing.

#writeblr #warm up #this is longer than i wanted i really considered removing that part about myself and what i went thru #but i think it really fucking bothers me that EVERY time i talk about being an artist #ppl assume i just like. had the skill and ability to drop everything and pay for grad school.#like sir i grew up poor. my house wasn't a safe space. i gave up a FREE RIDE TO LAW SCHOOL. for THIS. bc i chose it.#was it fucking hard? was i choosing the hard thing?? yes.#but we need to stop seeing artists as lazy layabouts that can ''afford'' to just ''sit around and create''#when MANY - if not MOST - of us are NOT like that. we have to work our fucking ASSES off. hard work. long and hard work #part of valuing artists is recognizing the amount we sacrifice to make our art. bc it doesn't just #like HAPPEN to us. also btw it rarely has anything to do with true talent.#speaking as someone with a chronic condition i hate when ppl are like u have it easy. like actively as i'm writing this my hands r #ACTIVELY hurting me. i haven't been posting bc my left hand was curled in a claw for the last week #this isn't fucking luck. after a certain point it's not even TALENT. it's dedication & sacrifice.#''u get to flounce around and do nothing with ur life'' is a narrative that is a direct result of capitalism #imagine if we said that about literally any other profession.#''oh so u give up 10 yrs of ur life to be a doctor? u sacrifice having a social life and u get SUPER in debt?#u need to work countless hours and it will often be thankless? well i wish i was that lucky''#we should be applying that logic to landlords ONLY #''oh ur mom and dad gave u the money to buy a house? and all u did was paint it white and rent it? huh.''

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nobodycareswhatithinkbtw · 9 months

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If you want to ruin my day you just have to remind me that today, somewhere, a kitty died and there's nothing I can really do about it

#kitty #soft bitch #it's literally that easy #to make me #cry #shake #throw up

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hystericalqween · 10 months

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ah yes, the timeless dilemma of is it a crush or is he just acting like a decent human being

#i will daydream about anyone who's just nice to me istg #it's literally that easy #rambles #personal

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p4nishers · 9 months

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can we talk about how much queer and trans joy was this season? maggie and nina. they/them muriel, saraquel, beelzebub, even GOD. "you're a good lad" "im not actually, either". that one shopkeeper and his non binary spouse, played by a non binary actor. beelzebub and gabriel. shax, nina and maggie all thinking azi and crowley were together. also yes i'm gonna mention: crowley and aziraphale's kiss. it's just, i get that everyone's hurt and so am i but can we please focus on how beautiful this season was to us? we got so much and i'm so happy, despite the ending.

#i love queer people i love queer joy i love this show i love us sm #also crowley deliberately avoiding using 'mr' in the 1827 flashback cause she was SO CLEARLY presenting fem #this season was literally just queer people doing crazy shit for each other and im actually emotional over how accepted everyone was #in the show and how fucking easy it is to have queer and trans characters on screen and just let them be. im gonna ugly sob #good omens #good omens s2 #azicrow #good omens season 2 #good omens s2 spoilers #go s2 spoilers #go spoilers #go s2 #ineffable bureaucracy #ineffable spouses #i just realized god is actually they/she but that's cool af too #AND ELSBETH AND WEE MORAG TOO WOOOHOO GO SAPPHICS

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haywirecompass · 2 years

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whoever the fuck i saw saying "i can't stand english bitching because they're so complacent" and whoever else thinks we're not doing enough i'd like to invite you to DO SOME FUCKING RESEARCH.

a law was recently passed that deemed any kind of protesting as disruptive and able to be punished by the police, alongside giving the police more power.

we all watched the police storm the PEACEFUL VIGIL for sarah everard - a woman raped and murdered by a police officer.

PEOPLE ARE CURRENTLY BEING ARRESTED FOR OUTWARDLY EXPRESSING ANY SORT OF DISPLEASURE WITH THE MONARCHY.

A WOMAN WAS ARRESTED FOR HOLDING UP A SIGN. JUST HOLDING IT.

PEOPLE WERE ARRESTED FOR BOOING.

everything in britain has been put to a standstill. hospital appointments have been cancelled. funerals have been cancelled. we can't do anything about it.

many of us will be unable to pay our energy bills this winter. we will freeze. we will starve.

it has been demonstrated to us time and time and time again that protests simply make people talk about how we were protesting and never why. and now the police has increased power to punish us for any public opinion that they don't like.

we have been under tory rule for 12 years. 12 years of the same people - hey americans, can you imagine that?

we are tired, no, we are exhausted. we are struggling. we are scared. and it has been made clear to us that our government does not care.

so fucking forgive us if we're putting our own survival over the opinions of americans (and other non-brits but americans are the worst) online who expect us to learn everything about their politics and their country and don't put in an ounce of effort to learn about ours.

#y'all remember trying to pressure russians to protest against their government?#when they literally cannot?#yeah #fuck off #uk politics #don't fucking comment on our country and how things work if you don't have the slightest idea how it works #also don't? tell us what to do? we could just as easily be like #why are americans complaining about abortion just protest and fix it #yeah not that fucking easy is it #absolute fucking idiots

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tianhai03 · 1 year

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