You are rubbish, you know. And probably a faggot.

dyke nod from the older butch priest. critical hit.

Apparently collecting empty eggshells, coloring them, filling them with confetti and then cracking them over eachother's heads isn't something everyone does during easter...........we used to find confetti in our hair for days after

Btw they're called "cascarones" and it's a very common Mexican tradition. there's a lot of tutorials online on how to make them if you're curious about it! I have a lot of fond childhood memories of the Egg Wars......and yes it's very messy

Hey, no homo, but I am sitting on the broken swing set out back in the still, quiet, 2:00am blackness and picturing the softness of your voice and the darkness of your eyes with such perfect and terrible clarity that it feels like I'm choking on my own heartbeat.

Now I'm eating croutons straight out of the bag.

how’s that house that raised you?

Oh

My God

Have You Heard The Terrible News

What happened Seymour?

They Are Printing The Bible In The Vernacular Tongue And Distributing It Out To The Lay People

20 years later :3

Sometimes you have to take a step back and remember that same-sex marriage has only been legal in America for ten years.

I know that it seems like it's been this way forever, but when they were leaving it up to the states and Indiana legalized it for a whole 24 hours before Mike Pence got wise to it- me and a bunch of strangers ran around the city hall block with a rainbow flag because we were so happy. People were getting married on the spot because they'd been waiting so long and we didn't know if the ruling was going to stick.

It's wild to think about how much has changed just in my lifetime. Sodomy was a crime until 2003. Don't Ask Don't Tell was both enacted and repealed in my life.

The processes are slower than we want, but in retrospect- a lot has changed since the 90s.

i haven't watched a single episode of severance and while it does pique my curiosity at this point i think it's way more interesting and funny to learn everything i know about it via tumblr osmosis

my beloved tumblr mutuals with great taste: oh my god... the innies... the outies

me, oblivious: wow what are they doing to those guyses bellybuttons

the thing is I am still thinking about that bit in conclave right before they're about to vote when the breath of wind & birdsong comes in through the window that had recently been violently blown in to let the light and air into what has til then been a suffocatingly still & sterile & dark & enclosed environment & it ruffles all the pages on the desks & they all pause and look up. like oh god is there

Not me scrolling through the Conclave tag only to see no one talk about the deliberate positioning and framing of the women in this movie.

Pulling up this movie I completely expected to only encounter Sister Agnes as the one woman we see in the trailer, the conclave a space that has been kept from the female members of the church. Now, color me surprised when I started the movie and most of the establishing shots we got were focused on all the women working in the Vatican.

And it is such a deliberate choice, it does the film a disservice not to talk about it.

Because while Cardinal Lawrence is having his fifteenth breakdown during sequestering and Bellini finds the ambitious asshole within himself, Ray does all the leg work, and Bel---- we see the women work.

We see the kitchens, we see them cook, we see them stand aside. Most of the time when the Cardinals are conspiring it is the women who interrupt because they are busy working, walking, running errands.

And there is power in that.

I think it is very deliberate how often (and with such lingering gaze) the camera shows us the lives of the other half - partially to connect to the wider themes of the movie, on how Bellini asks for women to get more power but never thanks them, and how Benitez stumps them all by thanking the women preparing their meals when asked to say the prayer (considering his own probably tumultuous relationship to gender within the church).

But it also stands in direct opposition to a long tradition in story telling: servants don't exist. How often the heroes of a regency romance are "alone" because the two hand maidens and three maids don't really count.

Conclave doesn't do that.

It doesn't let us look away.

Between all the petty drama, the politics, and the real life consequences of the conclave, we never stop looking at the people doing all the work.

Yes, we follow the ups and downs of Lawrence and Co, but in doing so the movie reminds us again and again of the women working the kitchen.

And that was just such a powerful artistic choice in a movie about a famously misogynistic church... I loved it. And I had to talk about it.

hey did you know that whenever you want you can decide to stop being an idea and begin to be a whole and tangible person. but watch out

u heard him ladies

so many mornings I need Dionysus to do this for me

I'm going to *remembers suicide is often not a desire for death itself but rather an attempt to radically change one's life because the current state of being has become unbearable but the person can't think of any way to change it other than death* kill myself

Once you become a certain age, it is your responsibility to unlearn behaviors that hinder your growth as a person.

Man I cannot stress this enough. The “this is how I am, take it or leave it” attitude is an act of immaturity. We all have toxic traits that we need to work on and as an adult it’s our responsibility to recognize the damage that they can do to the ones we love. We all need to put in more effort in becoming better individuals.

some of you don’t seem to realize that In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade and he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame "I am leaving, I am leaving" but the fighter still remains