enchantedbook:

‘The Kelpie Pond’ by Jaimie Whitbread

Given the (possibly deliberate) similarities to the Millais and Waterhouse versions of Ophelia, this makes me think of two possibilities (among many, I am sure).

One, kelpies are known for drowning people. It suggests that Ophelia’s death in Hamlet may have been kelpie-assisted - yes, she went mad, but the madness drove her to climb trees above kelpie-infested waters, so the madness did not kill her directly.

Two, Ophelia became a kelpie after her death - while most kelpies are male in folk tales, there are a few involving female ones. I did consider whether Ophelia might have always been a kelpie, but I think her role in the play precludes it.

cacodaemonia:

cacodaemonia:

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I have all 5 commission slots open at the moment. I’ll probably be closing commissions near the middle or end of February (depending on how many I have lined up at that point) because I won’t have much time to work on them in March. I’ll likely open them again after that, but it’ll depend on my financial situation.

I have 3 of 5 slots still open :)

fanlore-wiki:

cassiesinsanity:

creativepromptsforwriting:

What is… a squick?

Squicks are similar to disgust. But it differs from it in that a “squick” usually refers purely to the physical sensation of disgust and repulsion. It’s more or less just the reaction of the body, not a morally judgement on something.

In regards to writing and reading it means that a specific topic is not something the writer or reader is feeling comfortable with. 

It is NOT the same as a trigger.

And squicks are judgement free. “I don’t like this thing and I’m not going to engage with it in any way, shape or form, but you do you! Yay you!”

I don’t know why we stopped using squick as much as we used to, but we need to bring it back big time.

Learn more about the term Squick on Fanlore!

wizard-of-interesting-failure:

Reblog this post to cast Crumb of Serotonin on whoever you reblogged it from

whitneyzombie:

Oops I dropped my updated drive of DnD resources that I’d NEVER put the 2024 Player’s Handbook on, or any other materials.

That would be so reckless of me. Who would leave 100+ DnD materials just laying around?

dcxdpdabbles:

James: The new one is very well trained. You must be proud.

Bruce: What do you mean, Commissioner?

James: The new mask kid that took down Ivy by himself. The one dressed like Count Dracula? A little on the nose Batman but-

Bruce: That child is not associated with me.

James: Oh then we have a copy cat that is putting himself in dangerous situations. Track him down and talk him out of it, will ya-

Dispatcher: All units be advised. Joker has been spotted in Old Gotham with barrels of Joker Venom.

Bruce: I’ll handle that-

Dispatcher: Nevermind, a random kid dressed like a cheap Count Dracula just ran out of the shadows screeching and beat him to the ground with one of the barrels. Medics are request to come keep Joker alive but if there is traffic on the way we understand.

Bruce: That was very fast respond time.

James: He may actually be a vampire. Who knows with you capes.

Meanwhile Danny on the other side of Gotham: WHERE AM I!? WHY AM I IN THIS MESSED UP CITY AND NOT AT SAM’S COSTUME PARTY?! MY PORTAL SKILLS SHOULDN’T BE THIS BAD! HEY HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT GUN!? YOU WANT A FIGHT?! I’LL RIP YOU APART! I HAVE MISPLACED TEENAGE RAGE!!!!

fullmetalist:

f1ve-more-minutes:

saywhat-politics:

The best shot of the year

Those in the notes worried about this being AI, it’s not - her name is Pan Xiaoting and she’s a badass billiards pro

frownyalfred:

The Gotham gangs all pigeonhole Red Hood as a guns guy, so they think they’ve won when they corner him during a firefight and he finally — finally — runs out of ammo.

Jason just shrugs, flips his pistols around in his hands, and starts using them as clubs until he loses them and reverts to straight-out, Gotham-dirty brawling as the goons suddenly realize that, yeah, this 6’4 260 lb freak was trained by Batman “the teeth obliterator” himself.

shamebats:

oxyconundrum:

““When I was about 20 years old, I met an old pastor’s wife who told me that when she was young and had her first child, she didn’t believe in striking children, although spanking kids with a switch pulled from a tree was standard punishment at the time. But one day, when her son was four or five, he did something that she felt warranted a spanking–the first in his life. She told him that he would have to go outside himself and find a switch for her to hit him with. The boy was gone a long time. And when he came back in, he was crying. He said to her, “Mama, I couldn’t find a switch, but here’s a rock that you can throw at me.” All of a sudden the mother understood how the situation felt from the child’s point of view: that if my mother wants to hurt me, then it makes no difference what she does it with; she might as well do it with a stone. And the mother took the boy into her lap and they both cried. Then she laid the rock on a shelf in the kitchen to remind herself forever: never violence. And that is something I think everyone should keep in mind. Because if violence begins in the nursery one can raise children into violence.””

— Astrid Lindgren, author of Pippi Longstocking, 1978 Peace Prize Acceptance Speech (via jillymomcraftypants)

In 1978, when she received the Peace Prize of the German Book Trade, Lindgren spoke against corporal punishment of children in a speech entitled Never Violence! After that, she teamed up with scientists, journalists and politicians to promote non-violent upbringing. In 1979, a law was introduced in Sweden prohibiting violence against children in response to her demands. Until then there was no such law anywhere in the world.

What a legacy. We’re so lucky to have had her.

astudyingreer:

hey so like

hi, you. yeah im talking to you. You like my stuff from time to time and reblog once and a while, and I always recognize you in my notes. we’ve never talked, maybe you dont like to say much or you’re nervous or something. it’s okay, whatever it is. 

I see you. you mean a lot to me. sometimes when I’m having a hard day, I’ll notice your name once again in my notifs and it makes me smile. im not kidding.

I don’t care if you’re a “ghost” follower or you send me asks all the time. i see you and I love you so much, genuinely and truly. you are really important to me. 

thank you. thank you for being there. <3

lifeafterpsychiatry:

Like we have commodified human connection to a degree where if you go beyond smalltalk you’re oversharing and if you talk too deeply about your life you’re traumadumping and if you get visibly upset you’re manipulative and if you care too much you’re codependent and if you want to talk about anything heavy you’re expected to go hire a therapist because your friends shouldn’t have to deal with that stuff and yet we’re all sitting around wondering why so many people are lonely…

clockways:

*floats in the mire*

I’ve gotten to the point… or the age, I guess, where I’m feeling the lack of having someone as a life partner. I just… I want someone to share things with. I want to go on drives with someone to weird locations and national parks and antique malls. I want to be able to point at something and say “do you see that? we should buy it.” (and probably be told no).

I want someone who can bring me more water when I’m sick, and that I can do the same for. Someone to share the chores with. To make a house that isn’t just mine but ours.

I want to be able to go into their office/space in the house and kiss them on the temple and set down a little treat for them. I want to buy them flowers and plants and silly little things that will make them smile.

I want to adore someone and remember the little things about them and… I want to be adored in return. I want my quirks to be a reason that I’m loved, not just something that’s tolerated.

But it’s hard, as an Ace, to find that. To say sorry, I can love you but never be intimate with you. To say I’ll need to know you to love you. I don’t know how to get there, but I want.

mossbear-minese:

snowstories:

My biggest tip for fanfic writers is this: if you get a character’s mannerisms and speech pattern down, you can make them do pretty much whatever you want and it’ll feel in character.

Logic: Characters, just like real people, are mallable. There is typically very little that’s so truly, heinously out of character that you absolutely cannot make it work under any circumstance. In addition, most fans are also willing to accept characterization stretches if it makes the fic work. Yeah, we all know the villain and the hero wouldn’t cuddle for warmth in canon. But if they did do that, how would they do it?

What counts is often not so much ‘would the character do this?’ and more 'if the character did do this, how would they do it?’ If you get 'how’ part right, your readers will probably be willing to buy the rest, because it will still feel like their favourite character. But if it doesn’t feel like the character anymore, why are they even reading the fic?

Worry less about whether a character would do something, and more about how they’d sound while doing it.

I don’t remember where I saw this piece of advice so I can’t credit it, unfortunately

But it was along the lines of “instead of asking whether something is out of character, ask ’what would it take for this character to do this’”

Which I think fits really nicely with this advice of making the actual action itself also feel in character