#oh stop it

[rubbish78]

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#SO CUTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE #oh stop it #gerard way #hesitant alien era #rubbish78gifs #my gifs #not mcr but i'm tagging it as such because #BECAUSSSS #also lola #2016 i think idk maybe whatever #no sorry 2015 #an actual nerd #gee #pink

[scribblersobia]

# RANT POST!

(if you are a man who is anti women.. please don't read this.)

Some youtubers "MEN" making videos on how girls want rich men.... how women cheat....how women want to stay away from their inlaws after marriage.....how women don't want to do household work.....how women don't respect culture and traditions..... How WOMEN blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.... Stop barking about "WOMEN" ... And Stop generalising..... Also the world will not work according to your version of 'A MAN'S WORLD'...where it is always about a woman!!! Men are wrong too as they are not some angels descended from the heaven...... Like OMGGGG.... HE IS MAN, HE IS MR.ANGEL333 AND LOOK THERE IS ANOTHER MAN AND HE IS GODANGEL555.... You bunch of retards, you have no other jobs ... You sit and make videos to brainwash good men and also women by spreading hate ... We need both men and women if we want this world to function and the way you see women speaks alot about how you are raised!

#i report such content #i cant even watch what shit they explain #which is farrrrrrr away from reality #just spreading hateeeeeee #oh stop it #who pays you to make such videos #and even if you want to make ... then atleast make it in such a way that it does not negatively impacts a young mind #useless jerks of YouTube #ranting #i want to write about women too.. who support feminism and practice hate against men and women #total nonsense #hypocrite #rant post

[monsoon-of-art]

#I'm serious stop doing it #theyre scraping fanfics and other authors writing #'oh but i wanna rp with my favs' then learn to write #studios wanna use ai to put writers AND artists out of business stop feeding the fucking machine!!!!

[stil-lindigo]

hobie motherfuckin' brown!!!!!!

#i am so normal about hobie brown (lie) #what the hell has this movie done to me #i have taken art drugs #cant. stop. drawing him. oh my god #its hard to tell but the webbing behind him spells out his name #my anticapitalist king. im sorry but i /will/ be purchasing a poster of you #hobie brown #spiderverse #across the spiderverse #spiderman #spiderman across the spiderverse #stillindigo art

[wewontbesleeping]

the weirdest fucking thing to me is how men will be like "it's so hard being a man. no one cares that i'm sad. the loneliness we experience could NEVER be understood by a woman" and then also be like "btw i never talk to my friends and i don't know their names and i love hanging out with men because they don't talk about their stupid emotions all the time. women could never understand a bond like this." like ???

#this thread was so rancid lmfao #my favorite was 'we don't care if someone wants to relax on the couch!!! STOP NAGGING US!!!' like ???? #go take care of your kids you deadbeat???? #also SO many guys complaining that no one compliments them #ok so compliment another man..... #oh no you only want a woman to compliment you? ok. #women compliment each other that's why we get compliments lol #we do not want men to 'compliment' us hope this helps

[time-woods]

oh that same old familiar tune, where have i heard it before?

oh, right with you.

this took me a little while to complete- the uncompressed file size ended up being 101mb. . . beeeg file,

#adventure time spoilers #adventure time #simon petrikov #betty grof #ice king #fionna and cake #they are oh so right but soooo bad for each other #theyre the type you cant picture with anyone else but boy do they have some issues to sort out #STOP THESE SELF SACRIFICING TENDENCIES ! ! !

[townofcrosshollow]

Shocked how many people think you can just turn on a computer and leave it on for weeks or months or years and never turn it off and it'll be fine. Computers need their sleep, and sleep mode does not count

#seriously there are processes important to the health of your computer that run when you turn it off or on #if you computer runs like shit or if your laptop's always hot that's why #'oh but it takes so long to boot up' YEAH BECAUSE YOU'VE KILLED HER SLOWLY #you've done the equivalent of stapling her eyes open and tazing her when she falls asleep. STOP #incoherent rambling

[hansoeii]

stuck in the rain.

#I can't stop drawing them under the rain #they're on their way back home to the bookshop after a nice date at the ritz #and oh no it suddenly started raining and they only have one umbrella #how unfortunate #btw i made this the perfect size for a lockscreen on purpose #go ahead and use it if you like!! #i love drawing them so much #head empty no thoughts just good omens #thank you neil gaiman #good omens #good omens fanart #good omens 2 #good omens 2 fanart #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #aziracrow fanart #my art #digital art #david tennant #michael sheen #neil gaiman

[drmonkeysetroscans]

Drama queen.

#oh stop it

[penroseparticle]

Just fyi the sonic subreddit has been having a very... fun past couple days

#the idea of telling sonic fans to stop being so gay is so fucking funny to me #like you know that 90% of them are furries right? #do you know the significant demographic overlaps there? #do you know anything? #oh you don't? Oh ok sorry my bad for assuming #anyways kudos to their mod team #1k notes #10k notes

[bwooom]

ok. icebreaker-type question. imagine time travel exists, but all of the serious super big things that likely come to mind when time travel is a factor is stuff youre not “qualified” for, as a civilian. what stupid, petty, thing do you use time travel for?

personally, i’d buy this one limited-time pin from a con i had no chance of going to, and also buy some transformers animated toys while they were still being sold.

#i tried to engineer this question so ur not stuck on like #oh well id stop xyz awful tragedy ofc #like oh yeah everyone would of course. but it doenst tell me anything about u

[cozylittleartblog]

what if there was a plague doctor that was so so so cute (and was also secretly a bird themself)

#art #plague doctor #posie #pastel #kawaii #cute #captioned #artists on tumblr #character design #oc #original character #oops! no name yet #halloween #spooky #i made them for merch reasons but i will draw them like i draw my other characters #i worked so hard i got Brainsick from Stress and i had to stop and then also i was busy in Not art ways for once #GIRL I NEED MORE HOURS IN THE DAY #oh uhh character facts. i love skulls and flowers and plague doctors and crows/ravens so i jammed them together #they are an anthro white raven disguised as a plague doctor. bird disguised as bird. nice. you can see their tail though #they use they them. the nonbinary urge to wear a full face mask at all times #that little bird is their Familiar of sorts and it can turn into things. usually a staff or a walking cane i think #the little bird also doesnt have a name. neither of them have names #not from lack of trying i just haven't had time to look yet #edit - THEIR NAME IS POSIE #YKNOW LIKE THE NURSERY RHYME

[beemovieerotica]

tbh y'all get too caught up in the idea of like. whether someone is ""genuinely"" experiencing a certain -ism or -phobia aimed at them if they are not genuinely part of that group. as if it matters. as if a guy getting attacked for holding another man's hand has actually ever had sex with another man or if he actually is married to a woman like it literally does not make a difference. he is a victim of homophobia in actual reality in the actual world. stop being pedantic and drawing little circles around words and realize that people are getting fucked over regardless.

#queer #people caught in the crossfires are also victims. full stop. #like it does not matter if the perpetrator WOULD back off if corrected and go ''oh sorry i didnt mean you'' #because the damage is DONE

[desperatecheesecubes]

This man is so delighted to see misfortune fall upon his enemies

#mine #dungeon meshi #I can’t believe y’all got this to 1K #oh good lord now it’s at 1.5K #holy fuck we’re at 2K #I ain’t got nothing for 2.5k #3K my bewildered #I need a tag for 3.5k now?! #I gotta come up with something for 4K now? #stop this we’re at 4.5k now

[inkskinned]

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.''

[hussyknee]

Her final tweet on October 8 reads:

“Gaza’s night is dark apart from the glow of rockets, quiet apart from the sound of the bombs, terrifying apart from the comfort of prayer, black apart from the light of the martyrs. Good night, Gaza.”

#i can't stop crying #oh this grief. this endless fathomless grief #rest in power little sister #free palestine #hiba abu nada #i love they used the present tense for her. she IS a novelist and poet and educator and will be as long as her memory endures #save gaza #gaza genocide #palestinian genocide #from the river to the sea 🇵🇸 #palestinian poetry #palestinian art #knee of huss