archerygun
archerygun
I have thoughts and none of them are in order.
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Nerdy moron who likes to ramble inanely and sometimes I make mediocre drawings. This is my personal void to scream into and should not be taken with any level of seriousness. Stay tuned for folklore, media analysis and history wankery from a stupid Englishman who somehow passed GCSE.
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archerygun · 19 hours ago
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I fear the art potential for this show is just TOO HIGH. So many gorgeous people and gorgeous set and props.
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Anyway the sisterhood reunions after the show are giving me life. Two of them were not good traitors bless but I loved their trio all the same!!! And Linda is a real one for being loyal all the way, even if she should NOT have made it that far 💀
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archerygun · 2 days ago
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Traitors is over and Frankie was my favourite finalist. Enjoy.
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She was iconic, she was a mission MVP, she was well-dressed and her voice was NOT irrelevant in the end 🫶
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archerygun · 2 days ago
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Today on: Things Nobody Asked For, I watched Box of Delights over Christmas with my mum and in true going-through-a-period-of-endless-misery fashion, decided making an adaptation of it a la 2016 CBBC might just fix me.
Enjoy ig this is so stupid I haven’t even read the book, nor do I care to.
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archerygun · 13 days ago
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In honour of season 3 of Traitors airing I would like to give my completely unnecessary takes on the vibes Claudia gives off in every season.
Season 1 - Reclusive celebrity who’s secretly sadistic behind the scenes. The ‘death game’ is something she’s set up like a murder mystery for her own amusement. Closest to a real murder mystery novel. Nobody knows quite what they’re getting into but they do know Claudia. Seems genuinely happy for the winners.
Season 2 - Malevolent evil god. The way Claudia managed to sell the empty embrace of evil after Harry won and had to sit with everything he’d done, alone with the money, was insane. A lot more darker fate and death imagery in that season too.
Season 3 - Now here’s where I’m conflicted, because on one hand I want to say evil pantomime narrator (constant talking to camera, the fairground, etc.) but on the other I want to say cult leader because that’s clearly what they seem to be going for. The last mission really evoked Midsommar. We’ll have to see how it pans out.
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archerygun · 14 days ago
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I don’t know what possessed me to draw this but this has had a death grip on my friend group ever since so I present, Kenny Boy:
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Explanation??? My little cousin inherited like five dolls from my aunt and they were all female. She wanted a male doll (for romance and stuff yk) so she cut the hair off the only Barbie and the family refers to him as ‘Kenny Boy’ (imagine this in a thick Yorkshire accent otherwise it doesn’t work).
Anyway I think male Northern Barbie is one of the best things I have ever drawn so here.
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archerygun · 15 days ago
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Thought I’d share some non-fan art that I did for my Development project for school because I am legitimately getting brainrot about this stupid story I made up for a grade and this might be one of the best things I’ve ever drawn.
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Ignore the fact it’s a Christmas song I had the idea in early December.
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archerygun · 23 days ago
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I don’t have an angel and a devil on my shoulders I have them
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archerygun · 25 days ago
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You know it’s not always a romantic thing when someone becomes so intertwined with you that you don’t know who you’d be without them.
Have you ever had a friend where you’re known only as one of a pair. Where people know your name only as part of ‘[a] and [b]’. Where people mistake you for each other and get you mixed up, even if you look nothing alike, have completely different personalities, are different genders, your names sound nothing like each other, etc. Where you get asked ‘where’s [b]?’ every time you’re not with them. Where a day that they weren’t around felt wrong because their presence was just baseline.
A friendship, to use a metaphor that gives me flashbacks to earlier last year, like an ionic bond. Where you’re tied together by the parts of you that have become so much a part of each other that you’re considered one entity.
And if you’ve never had this experience I’m sure you’ve met at least one package deal in your life whether you’ve thought about it or not. Sometimes it doesn’t take being a couple for people to see you as one half of a whole.
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archerygun · 27 days ago
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I remember a lot about the How To Train Your Dragon books because I was fucking crazy about them as a kid, and I think my favourite little thing I didn’t think about when I was like. 8. Is how they present singing in their culture.
Because obviously, it’s accurate somewhat to actual Viking culture, they had sagas, they knew how to have a good time. But it also feels like a good representation of singing in current-day Britain? Like football culture is associated with masculinity and toughness (football hooligan archetype is kind of dying out now but you get me) but it’s also known for a bunch of middle aged men belting out the most creative lyrics you’ve ever heard in your life. And they’re all vulgar. We love a good song/chant opportunity, even the hardest of the hard men. The naughtier the better.
I dunno. Here’s my sudden revelation about books I haven’t read since I was like ten.
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archerygun · 29 days ago
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Throwback to that time at secondary school where a set of identical twins that both went to my primary school got split between schools, with one at my school and one at a selective school the other didn’t get into started dressing up as each other and trying the different schools out for shits and giggles.
All the kids were in on this of course but it was genuinely the funniest thing for ages watching these two game the system for no reason at all. Plus it did have the positive of the other twin being able to stay in touch with her primary school friends who went to my school because they weren’t smart enough for hers.
Apart from that one time where they messed up and both accidentally came into my school on the same day and one of them had to jump over the fence to avoid them getting caught. That was bad lol.
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archerygun · 1 month ago
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It's always sooooo funny when English people or Americans are like "Why are Irish names so hard to pronounce?? Why are these Welsh words so insane???" that's because it is a different language that you do not speak hope this helps ❤️
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archerygun · 1 month ago
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Been thinking about this character again and how it would end.
Would they go home, having never asked for an exciting life but being handed one on a silver platter? Would they be content with that?
Would they stay because they realised they were missing the best years of the younger family members’ lives? Would they stay to spend an older relative’s last years with them? Would they stay because they found a sweetheart they couldn’t part with?
Would they be called back for one final adventure with a new companion once they’re a bit older? Would they grow old and tell their kids about their adventures? Would they be visited in their twilight years and be whisked away one last time to die among the stars?
Or would it end differently in tragedy or sacrifice?
Would the adventure prove too dangerous for them after all, and they die tragically young? Or would they burn themselves out in a blaze of glory and selflessness knowing the most significant thing they could ever do in life was die? Would the doctor have to return to their mother in the way she had prayed would never happen after the war ended?
In either scenario they would die with a smile on their face knowing they experienced more in the precious little time they got than they would if they lived to 100.
Anyway yeah. Post-war cockney companion filled with joyous awe. Hire me BBC.
Post-War London Dr. Who companion
They don’t even know what a banana is, nevermind the aliens. All they know is smog and cans of spam.
They have the exact same reaction to outer space/universes beyond our comprehension as they do to like… Brazil. They form a conspiracy theory that the Americans are descended from aliens and refuse to drop it because the notion of America as a country is just so strange to them they struggle to comprehend it. They ask all the aliens they meet if they know the Americans much to the doctor’s embarrassment.
They go to London in the modern day and they’re like “Okay… not much has changed.”
But they’re taken to a slightly different part of England in the same year, same everything and they’re like
“Wow, Doctor! What planet is this?!”
“………..this is Coventry.”
They will eat literally anything from any era or planet. I mean it beats rationing, amarite? And plus, people came up with some weird recipes during rationing. (Or just. Y’know. Use carrots for everything.)
They go back home for an episode and tell all these colourful stories to the people they know, their family, their football mates, and everyone thinks they’ve gone mad but they’re so intrigued! And it brings some light into the lives of people that really, really need it.
They’re bright and cheery and resilient in the face of danger because they grew up in the aftermath of ‘blitz spirit’ where people had to keep calm and carry on otherwise the stress of the situation would completely break them. Maybe sometimes they share little tidbits of their home life and the doctor is just stunned by how thrilled they are about such small things that seem so pathetic and trivial to a nigh-immortal alien.
They talk about playing football in the smog when you couldn’t even see the other side of the pitch and how it made playground games much more exciting as a kid (The doctor is very concerned for their health). They talk about how much fun they used to have playing on old bomb ruins with their friends. They talk about the pranks they pulled at school and how their education was completely useless but they had a jolly good time being educated, despite the beatings. They know how to find joy in difficult places and situations.
Maybe every once in a while they drop a short sad bit like “Oh, I never saw my parents’ wedding photos myself. Their best friends had them in their house during the war, you see, and I’m afraid the bombs took the photos with them.” or “My mother cried when I turned eighteen because I was old enough now to be sent away to war if things turned sour with Russia.” but they say it cheerily and almost seem not to realise the tone of the conversation has gone down because everyone has stories like that, don’t they?
They take home souvenirs from every adventure they go on with the doctor and in episodes where they go home they slowly build up a display for them in their family home.
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archerygun · 2 months ago
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You know now I’m older I realise that my character design wasn’t actually that bad when I was a kid. I mean it LOOKS terrible, like that’s undeniable, but I realise now that it’s because it’s accurate to what 8-10 year olds were wearing in like 2017 which also looked utterly terrible.
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archerygun · 2 months ago
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Your regular reminder that this is the world's sixth largest economy and there are 165 billionaires in the UK.
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archerygun · 2 months ago
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There really are two options for dying and becoming Jack Frost huh
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archerygun · 2 months ago
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The ‘British realism’ genre had a death grip on me as a kid and judging by how many times I’ve rewatched Supacell it still does lol.
Respect for my g Zach Parker getting older siblinged into saving multiple worlds in the same way my little sister gets my paranoid shitbrain to walk half a mile to come pick her up at like 9pm.
The author must have been evil rubbing his hands together waiting for his target audience of like 10 year olds to hit 16 and go “Oh.” lmao. Goals.
Ramble as much as you like I think I post stupid shit like this so exactly 2 people somewhere around my age bracket will see it and go “So true bestie.”
Man, I dunno how many of you read My Brother Is A Superhero as a kid because they were definitely popular in my area but like, thinking back, that series is SO much funnier post-GCSEs oh my god.
Tl/dr for anyone who didn’t read it, the narrator is the little brother of a guy who got a load of superhero powers to save the world from an asteroid. Also it’s set in Bromley (South London). I’m also pretty sure at some point in the books his older brother is like fifteen or sixteen and crucially the main character is all “Ooh look at my stupid neek of a brother who’s more worried about exams than the fact he has telekinesis.” the entire time.
So like. What got me thinking. If an alien appeared to me 4 months ago before my exams and was like “Hey I’m gonna give you magic cos the apocalypse is coming lol.” my first response would also be “But I have GCSEs :(“
Like yeah Luke Parker your Year 7 ass might think that developing the ability to fly is more important than your grades but you have not been subjected to the absolute nightmare that is being chronically GCSE-brained. I was totally on his side as a kid but now I’m 16 I’m like “No that’s just the GCSE student response to everything.”
When I was a kid I read Zack Parker going “I have to put my school uniform on to get me to do my homework because it puts me in the right frame of mind.” as chronic neek behaviour. NOW I’M 16 I’M LIKE OH BABE. OH BABE. I UNDERSTAND. WE’VE ALL BEEN THERE. WHATEVER WORKS. YOU GET THROUGH THIS HOWEVER YOU NEED TO MY COMRADE IN ARMS 🫡🫡🫡
Zack Parker the ten year olds were not ready for your GCSE student behaviour. I understand you now I am 16. Oh god.
Why is the funniest and ngl most accurate GCSE student rep in a book aimed at 9 year olds. That all just hit me like a punch to the skull.
Sorry for the utter incoherency you just experienced but I fear I am a man ruined (British education system strikes again 😔).
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archerygun · 2 months ago
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Yeah I didn’t put this in the main post but my family being split between London and Yorkshire actually puts me in a funny position here because I have heard London relatives drop slurs before and there’s one bloke we have down here who we’re explicitly not allowed to talk politics with because he reads the Sun. Meanwhile my Northern grandma spent all of her working life that she wasn’t trying to make ends meet helping disabled kids pass university, makes a conscious effort to understand where her biases come from and got super excited when she found out in the newspaper about an autism cafe opening in Wales the other week. My (Nothern) aunt and uncle are also so nonjudgemental with their kid that it makes me a little bit sick with jealousy.
And I mean obviously my lived experience isn’t universal and I’m not Northern myself but my god. I am incredibly pissed off on your collective behalves.
Queer Northerners you guys are some of this country’s strongest soldiers because I (Londoner) have recently moved to a sixth form where it’s like ~90% gay and man. Bros will believe in aliens before gay Northerners.
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