“rpf is fine” – tom hanks

the old f1 drivers:

i knowwww his work is beautiful and it pisses me off because he was just such a fundamentally abhorrent person. one of my favourite paintings of all time is amrita sher-gil's self portrait as tahitian (1934) which is a critique of gaugin's depictions of tahitian women and girls (and it was known in europe in his time that he had a pattern of sexually assaulting and abusing women both in europe and in the americas) that acknowledges his artistic influence on her work but is critical of his racism and misogyny as she depicts herself as a brown woman in the self-portrait like the tahitian women gaugin painted, identifying herself with them and turning the colonial white male gaze (nonwhite women's bodies as things to be bought and consumed and traded like cultural objects) back upon itself in the european man's shadow behind her and the east asian panel she stands in front of (chinoiserie and japonisme being popular fads in france in this era)

two tahitian women by gaugin (1899) and self portrait as tahitian by amrita sher-gil (1934)

go ask for joy division | a nick/charlie future fic, rated T | 30k

“I’m okay,” Nick’s learned to say in his sleep. Shake it off. Down a coffee. He’s okay. He’s Nick Nelson.

But Charlie has laid beside Nick in bed and knows the way his elbows move when he dreams. Charlie has held Nick’s hand when it was bleeding at the knuckles and has kissed him in the pouring winter rain and has seen Nick, really seen him, from that very first day in form, better than Nick’s ever been able to see himself.

The, “I’m okay,” is at the tip of Nick’s tongue. He swallows it back.

“I’m trying to be,” he says instead, as honest an answer as he can stomach, then a little more: “this helps. You help.”

this fic was a huge labour of love, and also just a huge labour full stop, written about someone struggling at uni around the same time i had been struggling at uni (and, in fact, had dropped out). i'm not pretending this is a 1:1 situation of my own life but i do think it's incredible how writing in general and writing fic specifically can offer avenues for catharsis, and to sort out one's own feelings. honestly i'm in a worse position in my life now than i was 4 years ago but i look back on my feelings of confusion and disappointment then, and am infinitely glad i was able to deal with those through nick in this fic. i know 30k words isn't that long for some people but it is for me, and this is probably one of the fics i'm most proud of, if not the proudest.

all that to say, happy heartstopper forever release, to a book series and tv show and now a movie that meant a lot to me at one time in my life - a time in my life i really needed a show like heartstopper. and though i've grown and grown apart from the books and show it will always hold a place in my heart, not least because of what it allowed me to do with this fic.

for roscoe's birthday🥺

Namaygoosisagagun First Nation/Collins has burned to the ground. The entire community is nothing but ashes after being quickly consumed by wildfires. They did not have any support from emergency services, and no one offered aid. The community saved themselves by escaping into boats because no one came.

Mishkeegogamang and Cat Lake have lost power. Families are ending up in shelters with nothing. Armstrong, Lac La Croix, Whitesand, Gull Bay, Lac des Mille Lacs are currently in the fires path and all members are being evacuated.

All this loss, all this devastation, and it was entirely preventable.

After steadily underfunding wildland firefighting and purposefully excluding Indigenous wildland firefighters and Indigenous wildfire organizations from wildfire operations, firefighter training, decisionmaking, and resource exchanges, in 2025, Doug Ford slashed the forest firefighting budget.

It's hard to ignore his decision to cut funding and leave us out of adequate fire training (even though we've lived with forest fires for thousands of years—far longer than settlers have been in Canada—and made sure fires like the ones we're all seeing today were prevented through kinisitotēn) when, despite making up less than 5% of the population, we account for 42% percent of all wildfire evacuations in Canada.

And when we are successfully evacuated, we face discrimination and racism—like Kashechewan—because it's always been easier to blame us than it is to blame the true culprit: denialism, corportate greed, and colonization.

The people of Collins and every other impacted community deserve better.

Right now, the AFN is currently accepting donations to help Collins First Nation. If you're able to, please consider donating.

ONWA (Ontario Native Women's Association) is another great place to donate to. They have outreach vans going to motels and inns and offering food, water, resources, and cultural support to those impacted by the wildfires.

Other places to consider donating to are Mikinakoos Emergency Fund, Red Cross, True North Aid, Indigenous Climate Action. You can also send donations directly to Whitesand First Nation via e-transfer ([email protected]) and they request that you add your full name in the e-transfer comment section to receive a tax receipt.

*Before sending money, verify that the appeal appears on an official First Nation, Tribal Council or registered charity channel.

If you can't offer financial support, please consider donating items of need. Moontime Connections is currently accepting drop-off donations. If you live in the Thunder Bay area, Namaygoosisagagun Health Office is also taking in donations! They can also bemailed to Superior Inn Hotel & Conference Centre at 555 West Arthur Street, Thunder Bay, ON, P7E 5P8.

items needed are: food, diapers, medical masks, men’s and women’s joggers (all sizes), children’s clothing (newborn to size 14), children’s shoes, summer clothing, men’s clothing, toiletries (lotion, Vaseline, toothpaste, toothbrushes, shampoo, conditioner, soap, deodorant, etc.), strollers, adult depends-all sizes, dog & cat food