not one to use them but i can reclaim 7 slurs, 8 if you count my deadname
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stupid barrier im fucking balling
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I found some old art books today called ‘Celtic Art: The methods of Construction by George Bain’ Which, I found interesting. I only have 4 out of the 7, they are very old (From 55 years ago). I thought I would just share some scans from them, some people might find them useful. :)
Ohhhh horror vacui neat to see tutorials on it.
I have these mini books somewhere, I was OBSESSED with Celtic knotwork for years
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I never really noticed this before but if you look closely you can tell Tai Lung is a little bit scared in this scene. Very determined and extremely pissed off, but there’s some fear here. He’s a little scared he might not make it and I love that.
bonus kitteh derpery:
imthegingerninja
Wow! I hadn’t noticed that fear before. I wish there was a way they could go deeper into Tai Lung’s character.
that’s what fic is for - unless they do a flashback episode…
imthegingerninja
Or….
*flash into the spirit realm*
*see Tai Lung, chilling with some other dead masters.”
He’s sipping some tea as an otherwordly being floats past.
His eyes widen.
“Was that Guan-Yin?”
They nod.
“Wow. She is bangin.’”
imthegingerninja
Tai Lung doing small, everyday things.
Playing cards with some other masters.
Playing practical jokes on Oogway in revenge.(Tai Lung managed to befriend a minor mischief god, they get along great.)
Trying to learn more about the universe from a dragon that floats around. The dragon uses so much technical jargon nobody can understand what he says. Tai Lung just nods politely while the Knowledge Beast goes on about ‘cells’.
He’s very territorial and protective of his giant, floating rock. It’s like a little floaty island he can have to himself.
“I SWEAR ON YANG IF YOU TOUCH MY ROCK ONE MORE TIME I WILL PUNCH YOU SO HARD YOUR GRANDCHILDREN WILL HAVE FLAT FACES.”
Watching Master Crab reform that rousing song of his.
Making up rude songs about Po and getting the other masters to sing along, all to Oogway’s chagrin.
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For no reason, here is Art Spiegelman's 1991 graphic novel Maus, for free on the Internet Archive.
I was reading an interview from two years ago about Maus being banned in a few places and this was in.
Art Spiegelman recognizes that trans people are going to be some of the first targets of bullshit and he’s out there speaking up.
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And so no matter how specific the information is, it’s about what it means to dehumanize someone, to project otherness onto them, the othering of people. It could be anywhere. And the main thing that happens is, as we’ve seen in the past, with the Nazis, the very, very first people that were victimized by the Nazis weren’t even Jews, they were the “sexually deviant.” It’s about such a macho culture, the idea of “I am the master race, I am superior to you, because white lives matter” or whatever. And as a result, what was gone after was transgender people, queer people of various kinds. That’s where they focused their murderous intent as soon as they came into power.
So that was where they started. And that seems to be the hot button in America right now. We haven’t learned much from the past, but there’s some things you should be able to figure out. Book burning leads to people burning. So it’s something that needs to be fought against.
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I want bugs badly. In my mouth. Land bugs. Sea bugs. Sky bugs. Boiled, broiled, panfried. throw some mollusks in there too, the little freaks. buttered up, seasoned, with a side of spuds and boiled eggs and corn cobs and fries. i would kill to live near the ocean.
something so primal in me awakens whenever i think about seafood
said this a few days ago on a different platform but I'll say it again here 'cause why not:
I think the main reason me, as a trans enby, am generally fine with/unbothered by furries (aside from, yknow, having a ton of furry friends), is because a lot of the stuff people say about them is the same shit transphobes have been saying about us for years
"it's just a massive kink"✅️ "they dress that way for attention"✅️ "they're all so sex obsessed"✅️ "why can't they just keep it to themselves"✅️
like the parallels are THERE and LOUD, and frankly it seems less stressful to drop a few grand on a cutesy elaborate mongoose costume than to be waiting for gender-affirming care I'll likely not see til my 30s
we need to bring back jester's privilege big time because it used to be more than acceptable to openly trash talk the government for haha funnies but now you can't say anything without being monitored by the piggies at the capital.
if I get on a watchlist I want it to be for doing something big n loud, not for hurting a fragile eunuch billionaire's feelings.
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Once knew a guy from LARP who told a story about when he had first gotten his hands on chainmail and was getting used to wearing it and maintaining mobility and balance with the weight of it (it was heavy stuff). So he started wearing it under his clothes when he was out running errands and stuff to practice for when he had to wear it in mock combat.
Then one night he was coming home late and got mugged by a dude with a knife.
Apparently the look on the dude's face was amazing when he went in to gut the guy for his wallet and found out he was wearing medieval armor under his hoodie.
So, you know. Pretty good argument for wearing it under streetclothes!
so maybe my type isn't totally unrealistic
Fun story, i talked to two people who worked at a convenience store in the Kingdom of An Tir (SCA medieval society, An Tir's territory is WA, BC, northern ID, and OR, and in the past included AB and SK).
This convenience store was notorious for getting robbed in the evenings one or two times a month, so nobody wanted to work the night shift. The one fellow, he desperately needed a job, but he was also learning how to be a heavy fighter (sword & shield) in the SCA, so he had just finished a chainmail shirt, and asked if he could wear it under his uniform shirt, so long as it didn't show. The manager was just happy that he had someone willing to work nights, and said yeah, sure, so long as it doesn't show.
Guy starts working the night shifts, things are fine, he's getting used to everything, then late one night, a guy in a hoodie comes in, and asks for a pack of cigarettes. Our guy turns to get the pack, and feels a thump on his back. Turning around, scowling, he demands, "Did you just hit me??"
Guy in the hoodie widens his eyes, goes ash-gray, and faints. Clerk can't budge from behind the counter in case this is an attempt to distract and rob. But the guy remains out coold. Confused, our clerk calls the emergency services. EMTs come along and start checking out the patient, who is still out cold on the floor. While they're doing that, one of them comes up to the counter and asks what happened, exactly.
Our man tells the EMT, "Well, he just came in, looked around, came up to the counter and asked for a specific pack of cigarettes, so I turned to get them--"
And he demonstrates by turning his back to the EMT, who suddenly starts shouting, "--Sir! Sir! Are you okay? Don't move!"
Our man feels the EMT groping his upper back, and then the EMT asks,
"What the hell are you WEARING?"
"A chainmail shirt. I have to get used to the weight of it, so I wear it a lot. Why? Is something wrong?"
"You have a KNIFE in your back!"
"Uhh...no, I don't? I mean, I don't feel hurt? He only, like, punched me or something. There's no knife back there--I mean, I'd KNOW if there was a knife back there, right?"
EMT grabs the knife and pushes on his shoulder, yanking it out. "THIS knife! I'm going to need to examine your back!"
So they manage to get him out of his uniform shirt and out of the hauberk and out of the linen shirt under it (because chainmail bites suck, plus it's not nearly as fun as a Brazilian waxjob, because my SCA friend was hairy)...and it turns out he only had a very small scratch from the tip of the knife...which had gotten lodged in the riveted links.
...That was why the guy fainted. He'd stabbed the store clerk, who had turned around angrily, knife still lodged in his back.
Manager was so happy to have hired the guy, as that was the first time in like eight or nine months that the store hadn't been successfully robbed.
This. Fake story's incredibly fake.
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for a grumpy old man he sure finds a lot of joy in things huh
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*thinks up an idea for a silly quick piece* okay haha let's whip something up real quick
*idea gets more complicated*
*idea gets more complicated*
*idea gets more complicated*
*idea gets more complicated*
oh no
no this is real because I just wanted to write a goofy little flashback of my villain hanging out with his mom and it morphed into me creating a whole narrative about her and her murderous sapphic tendencies