Disabled characters are written into stories for one reason: the disability. Do most people actually believe real disabled people spend our days obsessing about being cured? Or rhapsodizing about killing ourselves? Here is the truth: Disabled people barely ever even think about our disabilities. When we do think about them, it’s usually because we are dealing with an oppressive, systemic problem, such as employment discrimination. Can’t there ever be a disabled character in a book or film just because? Where the topic doesn’t ever come up? All sorts of interesting stories can be written about a disabled character, without the disability ever being mentioned. You know, just like real people.

The vast majority of writers who have used disabled characters in their work are not people with disabilities themselves. Because disabled people have been peripheral for centuries, we’ve been shut out of the artistic process since the beginning. As a result, the disabled characters we’re presented with usually fit one or more of the following stereotypes: Victim, Villain, Inspiration, Monster. And the disabled character’s storyline is generally resolved in one of a few ways: Cure, Death, Institutionalization.

Susan Nussbaum, Disabled Characters in Fiction (via worn-whorehouse-stairs)

Exactly. This is why the end of Knife, parts of Rebel and a certain scene in Arrow were so important to me to write the way I did.

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Medieval men’s and women’s costumes from the 1300s-1400s

For real? Wow.

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Stairs because stairs.

Oh, look, it’s the Spiral Stair! *gets nostalgic*

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every december, waxwings descend on great britain from their native scandanavian breading grounds. birdwatchers across the uk travel hundreds of miles to catch a glimpse of the rare birds, who turn up in significant numbers every few years. photos by dan kitwood, who captures the waxwings eating berries from a rowan tree in london.

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The entire idea of rereading implies just such a likeable and progressive assumption about life, one that’s meant to keep us interested in living it: namely, that as you get further along, you find out more valuable stuff; familiarity doesn’t always give way to dreary staleness, but often in fact to celestial understandings; that life and literature both are layered affairs you can work down through.


Rereading a treasured and well-used book is a very different enterprise from reading a book the first time. It’s not that you don’t enter the same river twice. You actually do. It’s just not the same you who does the entering. By the time you get to the second go-round, you probably know—and know more about—what you don’t know, and are possibly more comfortable with that, at least in theory. And you come to a book the second or third time with a different hunger, a more settled sense about how far off the previously-mentioned great horizon really is for you, and what you do and don’t have time for, and what you might reasonably hope to gain from a later look.

Richard Ford on rereading. Lest we forget, Nabokov put it best“A good reader, a major reader, an active and creative reader is a rereader.” (via explore-blog)

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This is how usual people can create fairy wings <3

made by http://faeryazarelle.deviantart.com/gallery/?offset=96

*sigh* sometimes I just wanna be a fairy.


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Arthur Rackham

"Arthur Rackham is widely regarded as one of the leading illustrators from the ‘Golden Age’ of British book illustration which encompassed the years from 1900 until the start of the First World War."

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the beauty of nature: a rainbow of blooming flowers (timelapse)

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The Champion of Kirkwall by Yama Orce

Not only do I love this for its own sake, but the girl in this picture looks a lot like Linden.


The Champion of Kirkwall by Yama Orce

Not only do I love this for its own sake, but the girl in this picture looks a lot like Linden.

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