Starry Starry Manila by Vincent Quilop
A Filipino version of Vincent van Gogh’s painting.
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Starry Starry Manila by Vincent Quilop
A Filipino version of Vincent van Gogh’s painting.
This fierce lady is Juana Galán. She was a Spanish heroine known for beating Napoleon’s troops out of her village during the Peninsula War (1808-1814). During the Battle of Valdepeñas in June, 1808, there weren’t enough men to defend the village from invading French troops. Juana, who was about 21 years old at the time, immediately rallied all of the women in the village to plan a defense strategy. When the French troops marched into the village, the women dumped boiling oil on top of them. As for Juana? She stood in the street with a large club and beat seven shades of shit out of any French soldier that crossed her path. The French beat a hasty retreat from the village, never to return, and Juana was declared a hero.
(via folkbloodbaths)
[CREATE OC’S (Fanfic Flamingo) WRITE FANFICTION OF THEM BEFORE WRITING THEIR ACTUAL STORY]
A tale of two Russian Orthodox priests who maintain a tiny church on a research station in Antarctica.
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This is 100% true and I still have the fic to prove it.
a day in the life of a thingstielist
screamjosifer: “After marching band ended in November of last year, I joined the wrestling team. I had never set foot on a mat before. The boys hated me for my lack of skill and for being a female in a male dominant sport. At my first meet, I stepped on the mat against my first real opponent and the referee threatened to disqualify me; my hair was long enough to be a hazard. My mother rushed down from the stands with a pair of scissors from her knitting bag and said, ‘Is this okay? I’m so proud of you.’
I nodded, and she chopped off my pony tail. Gone. And I wrestled.”
(via fussyfangs)
There were two kingdoms only:
the first of them threw out both him and me.
The second we abandoned.
Under a bare sky
I for a long time soaked in the rain of my body,
he for a long time rotted in the rain of his.
Then like a poison he drank the fondness of the years.
- ‘empty space’ by amrita pritam
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“As two guys (one cis and one trans) in an interracial relationship, there’s a lot of ways in which we’re not represented by Disney. We both watched Disney growing up, and neither of us really identified with any of the characters. We enjoyed a lot of the movies nonetheless, but can only wonder what positive effect seeing people more like us would have had. Nowadays, we both would love to see a Disney couple like us. I mean, come on! Aren’t we cute? :D”
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