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[captain-space-kin]

Some of y’all need to calm down about people who are not that into lostshipping. I don’t see y’all raising the pitchforks at people who don’t like Lava, or literally any other ship for that matter (not to say that it doesn’t happen, cause fandom is fandom but still). But god forbid someone isn’t invested in Lost, that must mean they’re homophobic! Or whatever other label we can ascribe to them that makes them a Bad Person tm

I’m sorry but if people are allowed to ignore Jaya/Pixane/Kailor, I think it’s fine to ignore Lost. Especially since **AT THIS CURRENT MOMENT** they are probably the least compelling ship on the board right now. Hoping they get some development in season 3, but they are kind of just a pairing that exists for me at this point.

[fallenclan]

OTTERSLIP. man. at first his death made me laugh because of how he just barely outlived Silverbelly, outright refused to kick the bucket until she did, then i thought about it a little more and. Silverbelly died outside of camp. if i recall correctly the text was something like "Silverbelly takes a walk out of camp and is later found dead, a peaceful smile on her face". so it made me think about Otterslip possibly having something to do with it. eventually i decided no, he didn't, but i do think that it's fairly likely that Yewberry would have that thought as well. and maybe he didn't come to the same conclusion i did.

and where did Littlekit, a one month old child, get turkey feathers, you ask? don't worry about it

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[logan-the-artist]

can everybody PLEASE stop fucking lying about fanfic contents??? i just read a fic tagged as fluff that ended in explicit fucking suicide, and in the end notes the author wrote “i said fluff? i lied :P” LIKE THAT’S OKAY.

i don’t usually do vent posts but fucking hell, is it so hard to tag something as it really is?!

[henrysglock]

You Speak Basic, Doc?

So. As a follow up to this post about the 2.08/2.09 HNL lights, I want to talk about something Wilbur just brought up in the server:

Very good fucking question. Why did he leave? And how did he end up in the stairwell that leads down to the basement?

Specifically, it's the same stairwell Bob just went down to reset the breakers and take the lab off lockdown:

(Which also, coincidentally, seems to be the same one El runs down in NINA to get to Henry and the tunnel out of the lab)

So...okay, cool. He was on his way to or from the basement after having left his little safe space in the upstairs security room.

That, however, brings me to another question: What is there for Owens to do in the basement?

Bob, as I said, went down there to reset the breakers and unlock the doors, because when the power cuts in HNL, the doors all lock. It's a lockdown.

So really...what else is there to do in the basement, besides no-scope demodogs and go "ooh" at the weird, pulsing mega-pussy gate? Owens doesn't have a gun, and he's been staring that weird, pulsing mega-pussy gate in the face for like a year now. Which means...it's probably not that.

So...could he have been trying to reinstate the lockdown by flipping the breakers Bob had fixed?

Well. Let's think about the "why"s of that.

First off, Owens knows firsthand that a lockdown isn't going to do shit against the demodogs.

A) The tunnels already allow them to circumvent the lab exits. Owens is aware of said tunnels.

B) The demodogs can smash through polycarbonate. Owens literally sees one do so.

So they could easily just tear right through any doors in their path. A lockdown makes no sense...for creatures.

No. Lockdowns are primarily for humans.

In fact...If I had to bet, the lockdown protocol in HNL has to do with the whole "keeping people from escaping the child torture basement" thing we see in ST4.

But...the prison-basement ended with El in 1983, right? So the question remains: What would Owens be locking down in the basement, and why hide his reasons for going downstairs?

Unless, of course, the prison-basement didn't end in 1983. And, of course, unless there's something worth securing down there that we're not yet privy to.

And along those lines: Why are so many demodogs staying in HNL? Why concentrate in the lab, when the tunnels will take them anywhere under Hawkins in pursuit of Will? There were more than enough to spread out and search. If it was about guarding the gate against El, they'd just leave some at the entrances, or swarm wherever she happened to be (which is where Will is, coincidentally). I thought Vecna could read minds even without an open gate. If he's supposedly involved in this...then why not just swarm the Byers house? Why still concentrate in the lab after they find out where Will is?

That is to say...what are they looking for, specifically in HNL, after they've found out that Will's left the building?

TL;DR: Owens...there wasn't someone down there that you needed to lock down, right? Someone to be retrieved later? Someone the democreatures might have a vested interest in finding?

[frankenfossil]

Oh! I nearly forgot, but can I ask the significance of this panel?

It comes directly after Dee explains that he can’t come and see her from the future whenever he wants. (Which is one of my favorite moments where Dee’s true eldritch horror leaks in to the story), so I assume it’s��� sort of a metaphor? How Emily finds herself at the foot of something she realizes is much, much bigger than she contemplated before?

(Also, I just wanted to compliment you for this panel)

(The first time I saw it, I imagined Dee was showing her this on purpose, time traveling from sometime the same day to really show her what it would be like. An object lesson.

The second time I saw it, I started to wonder

Because Dee himself doesn’t really look aware of what is going on behind him.

And maybe, just maybe, this one moment in time has become the only moment that Dee allows himself to come back to to see Emily, the one moment where he can get lost in the crowd with every other time he came back to look. The one moment where he’s explaining why he can’t come back.

Just… Makes me sad, and I wanted to say thank you for that too, because I love these characters and the story they tell, the sweet and bitter.)

Oh!!!

(Quick test of my ability to find which chapter stuff happens in)

I love your reading of that Uluru panel!! I think I probably didn’t intend anything that deep with it; these time skip montage style chapters are pretty choppy and I’m usually trying to figure out a way to touch on all these brief scenes or moments that I don’t want to spend a whole chapter on for whatever reason, and arrange them in a way where the cuts aren’t too hideously abrupt. For visual reasons I try to contrast different locations and not put 2 dialogue heavy moments directly next to each other. Mood wise, I don’t really want to cut from something serious and angsty to something that’s a complete backflip on that. I also sometimes just feel like drawing a nice landscape and hope it achieves my aims on these fronts haha.

I think also here I was trying to move from that final sentence, “The present is more than enough”, to demonstrating them appreciating having that present together - being able to go do cool and enriching stuff, something not completely mundane but not completely fantastical either. (I mean... sightseeing within your own country is extremely normal, but going to Uluru from Melbourne... not a convenient day trip, since it’s 2000km; 25 hour solid driving, or you can fly in a few hours but I think you have to go via Sydney, so that makes it take at least twice as long I guess. Not that it's specified how long they're there for. I haven’t been myself but I’d love to one day...)

So, yeah!! More of a mechanical/compositional rationale than an intentional metaphor, but I think your reading makes complete sense and actually improves the page! (Sometimes I do intend visual metaphors... but sometimes they’re just happy accidents.)

And thanks for the compliment re the crowd of Dees!! I also love the moments I can lean into his eldritch qualities... they’re sadly few and far between but maybe that helps them be more surprising?? Definitely your first reading was what I intended, that he zigzagged back pretty quickly, probably even from within the conversation, but there is an inherent ambiguity to Dee’s time travelling where unless I take pains to spell it out, there really is no way to know when he’s come from. Even if he can be assumed to be taking every interaction chronologically, there’s no knowing how much time has passed for him between each visit. I don’t even know how to estimate how long his experience of time is, when he’s zigzagging back so densely all the time; even the number of living things on Earth any moment is an incomprehensibly mind-boggling number. That eldritch horror again!

Truth be told I hadn’t thought of him coming back to this moment and blending in with the crowd for the rest of the future ;_; but that’s so real... he could well be, the sad sack...

I had a different sillier thought from slightly misreading your question on first pass, which is that maybe he doesn’t originally know what’s going on behind him, but then later on as he’s just going about his business he goes “oh I know exactly how to punctuate that thing I said earlier!!!” and then does it as an afterthought. Oh to have the ability to add the things you wish you’d said to an earlier conversation 😂

[kushamisaru]

I was blessed with writing hands not drawing hands but I'm feeling mentally ill about Remuria and how Remus' desire to save it brought it to ruin and how Egeria warned him he couldn't defy fate but her successor did that so imagine if you will, the dialogue from the last song in the autoharmonic music box score and the scenes I'll paint for you

"The ocean where tears converge shall never dry, but shall rise to the sky and fall as rain once more."

Neuvelitte with his back to the viewer, looking over a flooded Fontaine as he forgives its sins.

"Please tell me that all of our labors have not been in vain..."

Furina sitting on her chair, despondent, in the water, just as prophesied and shown in one of the cutscenes.

“Rest in peace now, after all has ended…”

The sword of Indemnitium rests on a stage, the focal point of a single spotlight.

Alternatively, you could put the last one in the second space and have the third one being Furina stepping out of the Opera de Epiclese, the sun shining down on her with the darkness of the Opera literally and figuratively behind her. Just, the parallels make me crazy!!

[monards]

i think the way rhinealice is universal in the fandom is incredibly funny. Do most people actually know about rhinedottir and alice beyond base level info? No. Do most people even care about them outside of vague jokes about either klee and albedo referencing them? No. But does anyone to interact with them automatically go "oh yeah. klee and albedo's two moms"? yes. yes they do

[st-dionysus]

Had like 8 beers last night, after the movie ended we started talking about cults that people have been in, also transsexual politics and Italian feminism.

[pissfizz]

Why do we not talk about the incredibly frequent vague to explicit suicidal references in like all of akitos comm songs more. Is my boy ok

[takaraphoenix]

Not gonna lie, my favorite part of reading Batman-related comics is the way, from an outside view, it always gives off that dark and gloomy and very, very serious vibe. Since Batman doesn’t crack smiles while on the job.

But then you read into it and meet the fam and this man is just surrounded by some of the most dramatic bitches ever written in fiction, I mean gods damn it I just read the first meeting between Jason Todd and Tim Drake and this grown-ass man genuinely got a replica of his own Robin costume made so he could dramatically tear his clothes to shreds to reveal it before fist-fighting Tim in the basement of the Titans Tower.

Which had so much more impact because literally the comic I read before this was the Outsiders story where Jason Todd calls up Dick Grayson because he has evidence that proofs Jefferson Pierce didn’t kill anybody, but instead of telling Dick that like a normal person, he points a gun at Dick’s head. And instead of staying calm like a normal person, Dick immediately starts fist-fighting Jason.

Bruce Wayne, when picking Robins, was not looking for the most heroic, or the most orphaned or whatever, he was looking at them and going “this bad boy can fit So Much drama” and then signed the adoption papers.

[aroaceleovaldez]

good morning it is so very important to me that Nico canonically joined CHB before Will and also ran away after only a week, whereas Will couldn’t have feasibly joined any earlier than immediately before the events of BoTL.

[the-interidiot]

Post-Yellow Jacket Ethan calling Duke as the reality that Lex and Hannah are never coming back hits him like a truck because I felt like it and crying at school is so fun /silly

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Duke groaned as he opened his eyes, ripped from a dream he was already forgetting by the sound of his phone ringing. He didn’t get up for a moment, hoping the phone would eventually stop, but once the call automatically declined whoever was on the other end immediately called again.

He sat up, shivering at the cold of his room as he picked up the phone, putting it on speaker.

“Hello…?” He spoke into it, trying to sound a little more awake than he was, but failing, rubbing his eye as he held the phone. The other end of the phone wasn’t comprehensible for a second before he realized what he was hearing was sobbing, and some frantic talking. The speaking became maybe a fraction more legible, and he could tell who it was now.

“Ethan? Hey, hey buddy, what’s- are you okay? Ethan?” He sat up, standing off his bed and looking for a shirt from his side dresser, his voice barely doing anything to make Ethan stop talking.

“Mr Duke- they’re- Hannah- they’re gone, they’re gone and they’re- they’re not coming back- they- the car-“

Duke felt like he was about to have a heart attack at the few words he could make out. He got on a shirt quickly and left his room, trying to find his keys and grabbing his jacket off the hook, half running out of his house to his car.

“Ethan, slow down, who’s gone? Hannah? Do I need to call the police?”

Ethan wasn’t responding with words, even if he was trying. Duke started driving, his phone linking to the speakers on the car as he put his phone down, pulling out of the driveway and starting down the road ten over the speed limit towards the apartment building Ethan had very proudly managed to somehow buy recently.

He hung up his phone as he arrived, running up the stairs and forgetting the elevator even existed, trying to remember where their room was. He didn’t need to remember too hard, since the door was open. “Ethan! Ethan?” Duke came in with a run but slowed down the second he got inside, closing the door and walking with haste around the house. He could hear Ethan’s panicked breathing from the kitchen floor as he entered, his hands around his shoulders as he tried to make himself smaller, hiding himself from the reality of his own world.

“Ethan, Ethan, hey… hey darling, what’s going on..? Hey, are you okay?” He kneeled down next to Ethan and put a hand on his arm, trying to look around the kitchen for a clue of what was happening, looking at the paper curled in Ethan’s other hand.

“Can I see that, buddy? Here, gimme that for a sec… I’ll give it back, don’t worry.” Duke spoke with some firmness even if he was speaking softly, making it clear the best he could that it was important he got the paper. Ethan whimpered a little in panic as the paper was removed from his hand, but didn’t actually try and take it back.

“It’s okay…” Duke repeated it twice as he read the paper, but trailed off as he began to absorb the words on it.

The whole house was mostly silent. Mostly, give or take Ethan’s still uneven breathing cutting the ambiance of the house. Duke didn’t hear it anymore, too focused on the paper, his brain trying to fill in gaps in the timeline, context he didn’t have.

He lowered the paper back down and looked at Ethan, like he would fill him in on what the hell was happening. Ethan met his eyes and almost sounded more distraught just being observed. Duke didn’t drop the paper, but without even processing the letter himself he put a hand on Ethan’s shoulder, his other hand hovering near his side like an offer for comfort - which Ethan took. Duke would’ve been grateful in any other circumstance that Ethan was being so open. He was always one of the hardest people to get through, too cautious for his own good.

Not now, not as he sobbed in Dukes shirt, his hands holding onto the back of his shirt like he would slip away if he didn’t make sure he was close. Duke wanted more than anything to provide some words of comfort, but the only words in his head were the ones still echoing from Lex’s handwriting.

Ethan never stopped being closed off. Eventually the shock of the afternoon wore off him, though it had been two days before he spoke to anybody again, thanking Duke for having been there. And two weeks later, Ethan disappeared as well, leaving nothing behind for anybody but Duke.

Unlike Hannah and Lex, he didn’t take his car, but nobody could find him in town. Maybe somebody did. Maybe somebody found him on a walk in the woods or playing hide and seek under a bridge somewhere, but nobody said anything. It was Hatchetfield, there was an unspoken bond if you found something, you kept quiet.

Duke kept the letters.

Both of them.

[the-crystal-femmes]

You rag on people who can't properly cook (or can't even cook at all) and I'm going to fucking gouge your eyes out.

Yes, I may be able to grab snacks for myself and simple microwaveable shit but even then I need assistance some of the time and I can barely make shit that actually properly counts as a meal. My disabilities fuck with my ability to properly feed myself and if I run out of food I don't have the ability to hop in a car and get more, or even get something like Instacart because I'm rural as shit and we don't have things like that out here. To put it simply if I don't get help making and obtaining food I will starve. I consider being able to cook a privilege. I don't care if it's considered a basic life skill to most, not everyone can fucking cook.

[superheats]

Listen. I think my argument is going to be that contemporary playwriting shows a desire for stories about and referencing incest and part two, backed up by the varying levels of covertness in varying (forms of) plays we've read, is that it is seen as so alienating or as so requiring a specific audience that there is a known (monetary) dis-incentive to being direct about it. in hindsight I don't know if this is debatable

[general-sleepy]

Finally watching Overlord with AD. Already noticed an interesting choice of wording, with the narrator using "Nazis" and "Nazi soldiers" instead of "German soldiers." You could argue it's less technically accurate, but serves a purpose, and it's a reasonable decision in the context of the story. Audio description is cool.

Edit: They use a combination of "Nazis," "Nazi soldiers," "Germans," and "German soldiers." The choice is still significant.

[longagoitwastuesday]

Going through the Utahim.e tag had me checking several times if at some point I had clicked on the G.ojo/Utahim.e one instead