I honestly do not give a flying fuck what right wingers are about to say about Dr Who. Cos you know fucking what it was beautiful. The UK is full of transphobia at the moment and it's fucking terrifying. So that was all needed every last bit of that was needed. Every fucking moment. Because we exist and we need to be seen. And that scene in the kitchen with Donna and Sylvia my parents were sitting there nodding along because they felt seen. Because they have had to try so hard to get it right with me and my siblings and sometimes they fucked up but they found a way through. And us being like this is better than us pretending to be something we're not and they get that now. And there was a person in a wheelchair an actual fucking person in a wheelchair who was there for longer than 5 minutes and mattered. So I don't care what GB News and the Daily Mail and the Tory party have to say because I will always love this silly little sci fi show about dustbins with guns and metal people and an alien and their friend who do an awful lot of running. I will always love it. It has done what it has always done, it has made the people who felt alone feel seen. And to Russel T Davies and David Tennant and Catherine Tate and Yasmin Finney thank you, thank you so fucking much.
One year gone
One year of killing civilians
One year of bombing hospitals
One year of bombing schools
One year of destroying a whole city
One year of starving people to death
One year of making people leave their homes to live in tents
One year and still the world just watching us dying
One year thousands are missing under the rubble thousands arrested with unknown future
One year of thousands of children lost either one of their parents or both
Thousands lost parts of their bodies
I can’t imagine this will continue for a year
Fuck this world fuck everyone
dapper / disheveled
winter: soft sweaters, twinkling lights, waking up to a fresh blanket of snow outside your window, vinyl records with all your favorite songs, sipping hot cocoa by the fire, plaid scarves, red bows on every lamp post
spring: a cottage garden in full bloom, bare feet, homemade jam, a bouquet of wildflowers in a jar, wicker baskets full of farmer’s market veggies, white linen curtains, faded floral sundresses, a baby blue bicycle
summer: fresh squeezed lemonade, singing your heart out with the windows rolled down, drive-in movies, jumping in the lake on a hot day, faded denim cutoffs, friendship bracelets, french fries in a brown paper bag
autumn: sweet potato pancakes from your favorite diner, black cats, thrifted flannel shirts, apple cider, the smell of freshly fallen leaves, canoeing on a crisp morning, antique stores, your favorite coffee mug
antoni is me, i am antoni
Another wip cuz I do wanna draw all the robins,,, initially was planning to wait until I finish the whole thing (this will never happen-) but I’m still figuring out what details to put for Jason since I’ve been trying to revolve the compositions around their costumes 🥲🥲
Thinking about aligning his symbol with the all caste tattoos and the negative space showing his robin phase,,,
Aaa they look so nice all side by side 🥹 Steph Damian next if my art block passes 🥲🥲
idc if u defend what daniel said abt the horner situation (u hate women) but u cant excuse him saying the n word 🤷♀️
Artist Luo Li Rong
I’m legitimately sad about Miura’s passing. I’m sad that he died- while not exactly a young man, he was not yet old either. I’m sad that he died before getting to finish his life’s work. I’m sad that he didn’t get to finish telling his story; not simply because we wanted to read it, but because he put so much of himself into it. Doubly so because Berserk was a story with so much to say; often misunderstood for its early era; over its lifespan Berserk was an emotionally nuanced and heartfelt story of stubborn light and irrepressible goodness in a world of overwhelming darkness; recovery and love and finding oneself despite it all.
His work was an inspiration to so many others; you can hardly point a finger at a popular fantasy setting in many, many years that hasn’t taken at least some inspiration, big or small, from the vivid and incredibly detailed world that he painted with his words and his art.
Certainly, even if his own work remains unfinished, his legacy will still be remembered for countless years and decades as a triumph of its genre, and a true effort of passion by a man wholly dedicated to both his work and his play, and sharing that passion with others through it.
A legend among manga, and all kinds of fantasy truly.
KATE MCKINNON presenting the Carol Burnett Award at the 77th Golden Globe Awards to ELLEN DEGENERES
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