Telescopefish, a rare deep-sea creature known for its eyes adapted for spotting bioluminescence.
this website’s easy watch. *dangles a bunch of greek gods like keys*
i know what i’m doing dw
Keep in mind I only know like. Two Greek gods by name. Homer is one of them, and he was good friends with Odysseus I think?
Wait fuck Homer isn’t a god he wrote the fucking thing. Fuck
POST CANCELLED NO ONE LOOK
desperately google searching for “greek gods to pray to when people notice your online idiocy”
You're failing.
You don’t think I know that, God of Death? Can I pray to you so I can DIE ALREADY
Pluto is Roman, not Greek
?????
Short version is that Pluto is a later name for the god of death, which is often associated with the Roman era/Roman mythology. Hades is the earlier name.
I set up my own house made of sticks and it has promptly fallen on me
HE’S NOT EVEN REAL?????*
I made this post thinking I knew what kind of fire I was playing with. Hephaestus, God of Fire, looking upon me from his fuck off tower or whatever said “Oh you think you know? Check this shit” and promptly set my post ablaze for everyone to observe
Hephaestus doesn't have a tower, he lived in a volcano
FINE THEN. BIG FUCK OFF VOLCANO. WHATEVER
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You're basically doing the post equivalent of standing out in a field during a storm with a ten-foot copper pole, you better hope Zeus is busy hiding from Hera.
So I just saw the most incredible production of Macbeth that wove parental grief into the whole regicide plot in such a fascinating way.
So at the very beginning of the play there was a scene where Macbeth and Lady Macbeth are at a funeral as the primary mourners. A stretcher is carried on with a covered body. The body was notably very small. They laid flowers on it and Macbeth immediately left for battle.
Now *I* studied Shakespeare in college so I immediately knew there is one single line that implies that the Macbeths lost a child at some point. Most of the time this isn't utilized in productions; it's just a throwaway line, intended to paint just how determined Lady M is for this regicide thing to work and how furious she is that her husband has cold feet. In this production she delivers "I have given suck, and know how tender tis to love the babe that milks me" nearly in tears. She takes a moment to steel herself before saying, "I would while it was smiling in my face, have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums and dashed the brains pit, had I so sworn" and she very nearly SCREAMED this in Macbeth's face.
Also noted was how the Macbeths looked at Macduff's children. Lady M was clutching her heart, nearly breaking watching them embrace their parents. Macbeth could not even look at them.
At the end of Lady Macbeth's plot, when she is sleepwalking and sleeptalking, she is typically portrayed as speaking to no one or to her husband. However, at a certain point of her monologue she got on her knees, raised her voice to a comforting octave, and began miming tear wiping, hand holding, hair and face stroking, around a child-sized figure. "Wash your hands, put on your nightgown, look not so pale. I tell you yet again, Banquo’s buried; he cannot come out on’s grave." Then she stands and appears to take the child's hand. "Go to bed, go to bed. I can hear knocking at the gate-" then she looks down and realizes that no one is there, followed be the most heartbreaking shriek I've ever heard followed by a full minute of her just weeping while curled up on the floor before she stood up, finished her monologue and left the stage.
Most of the time when the loss of a child is utilized in a performance or adaptation, it is assumed that the child was an infant and lost some time ago. To imply that the child died IMMEDIATELY prior to the events of the play and had been cared for and loved by their parents for a few years adds such a fascinating layer to the desperation to ascend to the throne, Lady M's madness, and Macbeth's initial hesitation into "in for a penny, in for a pound" attitude, Macbeth's fury that Banquo's, not his, children will take the throne, and even Macbeth's eventual demise following a frenzied final battle.
How far will grief push you to fill a hole? How far will grief push you to desperation? And what happens when none of your new pursuits are filling the void left by the one you lost? And what happens when you realize you have nothing left to lose?
It was a PHENOMENAL production.
The Macbeth Fic is up!! I felt like doing an art for it! Go read it! If you want to!
Crimetober 1-9
Because birds are criminals.
Crimetober 10-21
When will they be held accountable
Crimetober 22-31
Justice will never be served.
to me lady macbeth is just macbeth. and what you call macbeth? why, i know him as "guy macbeth"
WHICH CAME FIRST, THE BLOGGER OR THE EGG?
- THE PREMISE: for the month of october, create art about eggs everyday. or every other day. or once a week. or just once. it doesn't matter how much you participate, the eggtober curse will get you, too. there is no escape.
- THE RULES: there are none. chaos reigns. eggtober is whatever the participant wants it to be. whether that's embroidering a hard boiled egg onto your jeans or brainstorming new eggs that hatch into fun creatures à la viva piñata (2006). you must look into the dark recesses of your twisted guts to find what eggtober means to you.
- THE COST: your sanity. reader beware, you will never look at an egg the same way again. you will find yourself falling victim to a strange obsession, a void the color of yolk. i was just a normal artist before i found The Egg. it's bright and colorful, covered in hatches and triangles and squiggles. and it's starting to fry........
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My two goth girlfriends who would get along SO well I just know it they make so much sense togetherrrr. This started as a low-effort sketch that I planned to use as the basis for a digital art piece but then I remembered I don't like doing digital art. And like a true goth couple they both wear so much black that they can't take pictures together without looking like they're melting into each other 🕸🖤🐴
Me, mere hours ago: yeah my absolute favorite is probably Tydus or Celia, that might change when I finally get to talk to Sophia, but I love all my favorites pretty much equally ❤️
Me, seconds after going to bed on day 1 for the umpteenth time: Something Happened
Anyway here's some more sketches I love old women:
Teddy + Betty = Beddy Bear
(in reference to this post)
Anon your MIND!!!! This is their true name to me, now. Everyone start using this





