#they’re so!!!!

[atomicfoxx]

How I’m tryna be

#they’re so!!!! #i need them #mortal kombat #subzero #scorpion #mortal kombat 1 #mk1 #sub zero #bi han #kuai liang #subzero x reader #scorpion x reader #bi han sub zero #kuai liang scorpion #mortal kombat x #mortal kombat 11 #subzero mk1 #scorpion mk1 #mortal kombat game

[raceweek]

lilymhe: Last day of 2022 and leaping into 23! A couple of hours ahead and wishing everyone a very happy New Year! 🥳🫶🏼🥂🤍

#they’re so!!!! #alex albon #lily he #alex blond hair saga #winter break 22/23

[romijuli]

Happy 70th fic on ao3 to ME yes I put off finishing rarepair week so sakumasu would stop bouncing around my head like ping pong balls. It didn’t work but I like this piece all the same!

#a3! #a3 #sakumasu #they’re so!!!!

[rickrollgrimes]

My stomach lurches whenever I think about Hannibal saying, “If I saw you every day, forever, Will, I would remember this time.” Because it’s so fucking beautiful.

#Hannigram #😵‍💫 #they’re so!!!!

[iristhedeadflower]

THE BESTIES EVER

#they’re so!!!! #iris violetta s3: priscila’s revenge

[navysealt4t]

60k mentally unwell jay ferin. i want her

#and they’re literally in my STATE #:( i wana adopt them so bad #cats #petfinder

[brawnie]

*grabbing mlm shippers by the shoulders* guys nobody needs to be the twink. nobody needs to be the sub. nobody needs to be the femboy. they can both be big fat hairy men who bask in each others masculinity or they can both be unspeakable monstrous creatures with inhuman genitalia it’s okay I’m holding your hand. Let me show you the way

#shipping #this is about a lot of ships #so I’m gonna tag a few #zosan #zolu #destiel #radioapple #I’m not saying you can’t play around with these themes man #I just feel like they’re shoehorned in so often #lawlu #davekat #pepsicola #sabriel #lgbt #fandom #dirkjake #10k #20k #1k

[elliesbelle]

emily gwen, the creator of the sunset lesbian flag that we’ve come to commonly use, still continues to live in poverty.

multi-billion dollar companies have used their design and made profit from it, and yet they have not seen a cent for their creation.

i’ve been friends with emily for years, and i have not once seen them be financially stable the entire time. i’ve seen them homeless, unemployed, starving. right now, they need our help more than ever.

please consider donating to emily’s ko-fi, especially if you’ve used their design to create something and profited from it.

#emily’s finally found housing after couch surfing at friends’ places for months #they’ve got a lot of debt rn on top of bills and rent #rn they don’t have food in the house and they’re starving #they don’t deserve this at all they are so kind and i literally hate to see them suffering #please please pleaaase donate and reblog #they don’t ask for much but they deserve the world #mutual aid #crowdfunding #donation post #belle speaks

[notherpuppet]

Radioapple at the beach

#hazbin hotel #alastor #hazbin hotel fanart #radioapple #Apple radio #hazbin lucifer #they’re both so embarrassing

[hamletthedane]

I was meeting a client at a famous museum’s lounge for lunch (fancy, I know) and had an hour to kill afterwards so I joined the first random docent tour I could find. The woman who took us around was a great-grandmother from the Bronx “back when that was nothing to brag about” and she was doing a talk on alternative mediums within art.

What I thought that meant: telling us about unique sculpture materials and paint mixtures.

What that actually meant: an 84yo woman gingerly holding a beautifully beaded and embroidered dress (apparently from Ukraine and at least 200 years old) and, with tears in her eyes, showing how each individual thread was spun by hand and weaved into place on a cottage floor loom, with bright blue silk embroidery thread and hand-blown beads intricately piercing the work of other labor for days upon days, as the labor of a dozen talented people came together to make something so beautiful for a village girl’s wedding day.

What it also meant: in 1948, a young girl lived in a cramped tenement-like third floor apartment in Manhattan, with a father who had just joined them after not having been allowed to escape through Poland with his pregnant wife nine years earlier. She sits in her father’s lap and watches with wide, quiet eyes as her mother’s deft hands fly across fabric with bright blue silk thread (echoing hands from over a century years earlier). Thread that her mother had salvaged from white embroidery scraps at the tailor’s shop where she worked and spent the last few days carefully dying in the kitchen sink and drying on the roof.

The dress is in the traditional Hungarian fashion and is folded across her mother’s lap: her mother doesn’t had a pattern, but she doesn’t need one to make her daughter’s dress for the fifth grade dance. The dress would end up differing significantly from the pure white, petticoated first communion dresses worn by her daughter’s majority-Catholic classmates, but the young girl would love it all the more for its uniqueness and bright blue thread.

And now, that same young girl (and maybe also the villager from 19th century Ukraine) stands in front of us, trying not to clutch the old fabric too hard as her voice shakes with the emotion of all the love and humanity that is poured into the labor of art. The village girl and the girl in the Bronx were very different people: different centuries, different religions, different ages, and different continents. But the love in the stitches and beads on their dresses was the same. And she tells us that when we look at the labor of art, we don’t just see the work to create that piece - we see the labor of our own creations and the creations of others for us, and the value in something so seemingly frivolous.

But, maybe more importantly, she says that we only admire this piece in a museum because it happened to survive the love of the wearer and those who owned it afterwards, but there have been quite literally billions of small, quiet works of art in billions of small, quiet homes all over the world, for millennia. That your grandmother’s quilt is used as a picnic blanket just as Van Gogh’s works hung in his poor friends’ hallways. That your father’s hand-painted model plane sets are displayed in your parents’ livingroom as Grecian vases are displayed in museums. That your older sister’s engineering drawings in a steady, fine-lined hand are akin to Da Vinci’s scribbles of flying machines.

I don’t think there’s any dramatic conclusions to be drawn from these thoughts - they’ve been echoed by thousands of other people across the centuries. However, if you ever feel bad for spending all of your time sewing, knitting, drawing, building lego sets, or whatever else - especially if you feel like you have to somehow monetize or show off your work online to justify your labor - please know that there’s an 84yo museum docent in the Bronx who would cry simply at the thought of you spending so much effort to quietly create something that’s beautiful to you.

#shut up e #long post #Saturday thoughts #this has been in my drafts for a week haha #also this is the heart of why AI art feels so wrong #forget the discussion of copyright and theft etc - even if models were only trained on public domain they would still feel very wrong #because they’re not art. art is the labor of creation #even commercial art and art commissioned by the popes and kings of history: there is humanity in the labor of it #unrelated: I did not know living in the Bronx was now something to brag about. How the fuck do y’all New Yorkers afford this city???

[bookwyrminspiration]

if you all could see all the fanart i imagine in my head and never draw it’d blow your tits clean off

#shitpost #i have SO MANY ideas #you’d LOVE them guys #they look SO COOL in my head #yes they’re indistinct because I can’t really visualize things #but the concept is there

[macroglossus]

so i love peppermint candy and when i was in middle school theyd hold a candy cane sale in december, one quarter per candy cane! extremely excellent deal, except i was twelve and completely broke. so one year i scrounged for floor change for a couple of days before deciding i was desperate and stealing $20 from my mother’s nightstand 😔 it weighed on me for a full decade until a few months ago i decided to finally confess to my mom and she was like. yeah dude you came home with eighty candy canes. do you think i’m stupid

#SORRY MOMMY #reminded bc i’ve eaten almost a full bag of peppermints in like two days #they’re just. so so good

[thatskindarough]

They’re going to the movies

#good omens #art #illustration #my art #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #good omens fanart #my new favorite thing is drawing Crowley looking at aziraphale admiring something like 🥰🥰 #they’re seeing life of Brian for the first time after the lockdown is over #aziraphale is so excited dhgsgshsj

[hetchdrive]

The Radiant Aeryn Sun………

#they’re so!!!!

[suiheisen]

what if i risked my life and put up (affectionate) with your unhinged monsterfucker brother to save you. and then revealed i was an expert in illegal black magic just so i could resurrect you from a pile of bones. and what if i later explored your body in the bath. and you laced our fingers together and offered to share your energy with me. and what if after all that… there was only one bed. what then.

update: it's been ANIMATED. gifs here

#… #gay #and the adventurers bible will call them best friends…………. #harold. they’re lesbians. #me and @grantmercies re-reading the entire series together so she can draw me beautiful yuri fanart #blessed <3 #dungeon meshi #manga #delicious in dungeon #dungeon meshi spoilers #falin touden #marcille donato #farcille #yuri #lesbian

[apollos-boyfriend]

they hated him for his low-empathy autism swag

#icarus speaks #thinking about cpurpled again. what else is new #LOVE low empathy characters so much <3333 they’re just like me fr!!!!!! #containment breach