hiraeth-starguy:

guccimedusa:

goldcrescent:

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I’d best be seeing that anti JKR energy for this twilight show too bc Smeyer continuing to profit off the Quileute tribe is not cute

I keep seeing people on Twitter being all “I’m sure they’ll be more respectful and mindful of the Quileute tribe this time around.”

Except, they won’t be. Even if they get actual Native American actors to play these characters, even if they bring on a Native American to serve as a cultural advisor, it wont matter. Why? Because Smeyer appropriated a real Native American tribe and twisted their culture and history in her fantasy books for her own profit.

This fictional Quileute Tribe is and always will be disrespectful to the real life Quileute tribe.

The Quileute Tribe is still taking donations to move out of the immediate tsunami zone as of April 2023. Instead of directing attention to this TV series if/when comes out (and even if it doesn’t honestly), please consider supporting the tribe financially here if you can afford it.

firstfullmoon:
“Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz, “July”
“[text ID: The figs we ate wrapped in bacon. / The gelato we consumed greedily: / coconut milk, clove, fresh pear. / How we’d dump hot espresso on it / just to watch it melt, licking our spoons /...
firstfullmoon:
“Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz, “July”
“[text ID: The figs we ate wrapped in bacon. / The gelato we consumed greedily: / coconut milk, clove, fresh pear. / How we’d dump hot espresso on it / just to watch it melt, licking our spoons /...
firstfullmoon:
“Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz, “July”
“[text ID: The figs we ate wrapped in bacon. / The gelato we consumed greedily: / coconut milk, clove, fresh pear. / How we’d dump hot espresso on it / just to watch it melt, licking our spoons /...

firstfullmoon:

Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz, “July”

[text ID: The figs we ate wrapped in bacon. / The gelato we consumed greedily: / coconut milk, clove, fresh pear. / How we’d dump hot espresso on it / just to watch it melt, licking our spoons / clean. The potatoes fried in duck fat, / the salt we’d suck off our fingers, / the eggs we’d watch get beaten / ‘til they were a dizzying bright yellow, / how their edges crisped in the pan. / The pink salt blossom of prosciutto / we pulled apart with our hands, melted / on our eager tongues. The green herbs / with goat cheese, the aged brie paired / with a small pot of strawberry jam, / the final sour cherry we kept politely / pushing onto each other’s plate, saying, / No, you. But it’s so good. No, it’s yours. / How I finally put an end to it, plucked it / from the plate, and stuck it in my mouth. / How good it tasted: so sweet and so tart. / How good it felt: to want something and / pretend you don’t, and to get it anyway.]

makingqueerhistory:

“Horace wrote in his Odes that Sappho’s work was worthy of sacred admiration; she is not someone who can fade away. Her work is known as some of the best poetry of all time, full of wit and eloquence and inspiring other writers for thousands of years to come.

While she lived when she could love other women, each following era seems to struggle with that idea. Some have worked tirelessly to develop theories around her heterosexuality, trying to find a turn of phrase that could prove something that did not exist. Anything to avoid admitting such influential work was written by a queer woman.

Despite all of this, Sappho has become as much a figurehead as she was a poet. Activist groups are named after her. Books are written about her. Queer people themselves identify with her. She is the proof that homosexuality is not new but as old as legends themselves.

She is also proof that through the fires of religious zealots, the carelessness of academic institutions, the fear, the deeply conditional love, queer people remain on the pages of history.”

-Harper-Hugo Darling (Sappho)

devilishdescent:

devilishdescent:

you sit down at the plastic table because your partner likes being outside at the bar even though it’s 90 degrees and 60% humidity at 10pm and you thought this corduroy dress was soooo cute but now youre all sweaty and so one of your balls has escaped your panties but youre wearing fishnets so your loose nut is now dying like a sea turtle in a six pack ring and youre the desperate diver trying to save it but blind and one handed and stone faced cause you can’t draw attention to the fact that youre doing a high stakes wildlife rescue on your stupid scrotum in public because it might turn into a six month news cycle and desantis might fly out to personally bulldoze the bar. and its a thursday

i dreamt this post got 19k notes overnight and everyone i knew had disowned me for for my cat 5 Sack Slip event

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