“I pick up the knife” is now a mini-meme among my party and obviously it just means “I did something impulsive and now it’s going to take two sessions to solve.”
“I pick up the knife” saga continues because listen we can sit around failing investigation checks all day or we could play d&d
You want some real legitimate advice about mental health? Stop being mean to yourself.
Like, when you wanna say mean shit about yourself either internally or externally, work to learn how to step back a moment and remind yourself that what you are doing is a form of self-harm and not a fair or legitimate judgement on you as a person, and furthermore is not productive to your survival or well-being.
Even if you fuck something up, you can resolve to do better in the future, you can tell yourself that you’re going to make this a learning experience, and even if you’ve made the same mistake 50 times already, telling yourself you’ll get it right someday if you just keep trying will always do you better than calling yourself an idiot and beating yourself up for not being able to get it right.
Take it from me, a lot of mental health shit is a product of your environment and personal history, and therefore you really don’t have the control over it that you need to get by without others’ help, but one thing you can have some control over is whether you’re going to be a friend to yourself or just another enemy, and if you want to survive, you’ve gotta strive to be in your own corner as best you can.
Zack Snyder caused an Amazonian uproar on social media when he started sharing pictures of Amazons from Justice League in leather bikinis.
This abrupt change of direction is a shock and these outfits look like generic barbarian women from a game of Dungeons and Dragons. They completely lack the unique flavor of the Greco-Roman-inspired armor ensembles that Lindy Hemming put so much thought and historical research into creating for Wonder Woman. The Wonder Woman designs received acclaim from fans and costume fanatics alike. They were clearly inspired by the Amazon’s origins in the Mediterranean and were feminine but very functional. Why mess with perfection?
Oh, right. The all-male team of directors and executive directors wanted women to fight in bikinis.
Wonder Woman began filming in 2015, the year before Justice League started filming in 2016. The Amazons’ design was finalized and most of the costumes completed while Justice League was still in pre-production. That means that there were discussions about what the Amazons should wear into battle in Justice League and the epic designs from Wonder Woman were rejected in favor of leather bikinis. Let that sink in. They rejected already finished costumes to redesign and remake the armor so that more skin would be showing.
Just put Patty Jenkins in charge of the whole DCEU.
Amen.
For the love of basic logic, give the women proper armour. JFC.
The WW Amazons’ outfits were based on ACTUAL ancient military armour, right down to the way the breastplates are made.
The short skirts aren’t miniskirts, they’re based on pteruges, an actual part of Roman military clothing. They’re short so as to not get tangled and impede movement during a fight.
See how similar the outfits in Troy are to the Amazons’ clothing in Wonder Woman?
That’s ‘cause in both cases the clothing was designed to resemble actual ancient military clothing. Their purpose is to keep you alive, not to make you look fashionable.
The outfits in Wonder Woman were so fucking cool. They even had a metal piece over the left breast as a nod to real life mythology about the Amazons.
WE’RE TIRED OF MALE FANTASY BIKINI ARMOUR BS FOR WOMEN. YOU WANT THAT JUST START DIRECTING A PORNO INSTEAD OF A MOVIE. These are women trained for battle from the romantic time of the greeks, not a bs post apocalypse 90s movie where the woman is a sexual icon/object and hence is forced into a leather bathing suit.
It’s ugly, it’s tiresome, it’s stupid. We’re not here for utterly stupid skin exposure. We don’t want ugly ass leather bikinis, we don’t need leather bikinis. What we truly want/need is PROPER FUCKING ARMOUR FOR OUR FEMALE FIGHTERS FOR PEATSAKE. Let the Leather Bikini look die already.
“I can’t really get back into Terra cause I haven’t heard her ‘voice’ in my head for a while, she tends to be so quiet nowadays-“
*Fuckboi director switches awesome Greek themed armour for cheapass leather bikinis for the Amazons*
sirlightbulb:
finding out the heights of your internet…”
@kihaku-gato HOW ARE YOU 6’8"???
Not from eating greens that’s for sure since I hate greens. Honestly the background of my mom’s family has got some giants for family so, genetics I guess lol, everyone else in my family is shorter than me. Otherwise idk how else to answer, cause I’m sexy??- (*HEAVILY BRICKED*)
sometimes you see something with like only girls in it and you’re like “oh, shit!!!!!” and then you see a single, plain-looking boy thrown into the mix and the Terror appears
the presence of boys is always kind of bad but nothing sets off the
fight-or-flight response like exactly one (1) prominent everyman
surrounded by girls
in the mountains. fuck. of course theyre in the mountains. i fucked this post up
I drew the lesbian mountain women i didn’t know how else to comfort you.
oh my god… they are so beautiful. i love your art style so much !! bless u
Ok, so, story time. I grew up in a tiny town in the middle of the Rockies, at about 9000 feet above sea level. By tiny, I mean there were a little over 50 people directly within the town limits. We had no sidewalks. There were more people in the 20ish mile outskirts, I guess, and we usually counted them as ‘residents’ because that’s just what you do when your nearest neighbor is 7 miles away.
Now, funny thing – there were men that lived here, but comparatively fewer than what I later learned was ‘average’. For six years, I had a near complete cast of all-women mentors and teachers. They were hardy ranchers who cared for massive herds of horses, muscled elderly types who built their entire homes themselves out of recycled tires, kindly schoolteachers who regularly hiked to the streams and lakes to teach us how measure PH or how to notice bear signs in addition to our geography and math.
Later, long after my family moved away, I learned that in the Rockies, there are in fact pockets of lesbians who live in the mountains, and yes, my town was one of those places. I remembered the firm way they would tell me that I needed to be myself no matter what. I remembered the affectionate glances some of them shared. And I was utterly baffled when I learned that not every place on the planet would have seen these women as brilliant and powerful people who could make a life in the mountains paradise.
So just in case anyone was hoping this lovely situation is real – yes, it is. Lesbian mountain women helped raise me. Imagine them under the brilliant stars and the silence of nature, building their lives alongside the wild pines, happy, thriving, and teaching others to do the same. I will refrain from naming the town because I suspect the residents go there for peace and quiet, and would rather not be outed to Tumblr. But my love to them from afar – they would adore this artwork.
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