#ANYWAY THAT'S NOT THE POINT

[calamitoustide]

the people commenting on tthtd screaming about the angst are so- like they would not last through the road trip fic

[obsessivelollipoplalala]

unpopular opinion: I'm sick of Rogerina. It stopped being funny years ago it's just a dead meme

Lol yeah, me too. Sometimes I have to stop myself and remember that some people are new to the fandom and seeing IWTBF for the first time, but while I think the video is fun and I've drawn fan art of it, I do think people were way too obsessed with "Rogerina" in the post-borhap days. Maybe it's just not as noteworthy to me, as a lifelong fan of RuPaul's Drag Race lol

[vrmxlho]

who wants to read my reo fic draft 😥

[bookwyrminspiration]

just proficient enough in spanish to successfully utilize my phone and apps entirely in spanish, just not-proficient enough to be completely and thoroughly confused about it the entire time

[lovemeonlytilthespring]

I don't know if I've said this here already, but I would love to do a video centered around Odio's many incarnations set to Chris Cornell's "You Know My Name" from Casino Royale (a movie I have never seen and never will because, hot take, I don't care for Daniel Craig as James Bond). Something about the lyrics just fits so damn well. And I know the perfect note to end it on, too: on the last repeats of "you know my name", I'll overlay the part of Odio's pre-boss rush speech that goes "My hate is yours, and yours is mine. To share, a history, so long as men yet live! Now sing our name! Embrace us! Odio!"

[unsung-idiot]

don't show him modern technology; it won't end well

bonus under the cut:

[muffinlance]

My baby daughter got her adorable puffin-print dress absolutely CAKED in mud crawling around the yard and my first thought was "oh no her beautiful dress"

And my second thought was "oh huh it really WOULD be easy to unconsciously steer her away from playing in the dirt. Unlike my son, whose outfits are usually some kind of solid dark easily washed pants plus a shirt that doesn't trail in the dirt like a dress does."

Anyway something something gender roles start getting shoved on kids from literal birth, but with a little time to think about things, YOU TOO can let your children of any gender absolutely destroy their clothes in the dirt pit they're digging in your garden

[gibbearish]

love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking

[druid-for-hire]

[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”

[rivalkieran]

HEARTBREAKING: character actually mildly interesting to think about but I Dont like their fans

[phantom-of-the-501st]

Remember that this is not the proof that they love each other

That was a last-ditch attempt from Crowley to get Aziraphale to stay

This is the proof that they love each other

Their love wasn't just made real because they kissed

It always existed

[platoapproved]

What was that you said about memory? "A monster," was it?

[inkskinned]

this is just my opinion but i think any good media needs obsession behind it. it needs passion, the kind of passion that's no longer "gentle scented candle" and is now "oh shit the house caught on fire". it needs a creator that's biting the floorboards and gnawing the story off their skin. creators are supposed to be wild animals. they are supposed to want to tell a story with the ferocity of eating a good stone fruit while standing over the sink. the same protective, strange instinct as being 7 and making mud potions in pink teacups: you gotta get weird with it.

good media needs unhinged, googling-at-midnight kind of energy. it needs "what kind of seams are invented on this planet" energy and "im just gonna trust the audience to roll with me about this" energy. it needs one person (at least) screaming into the void with so much drive and energy that it forces the story to be real.

sometimes people are baffled when fanfic has some stunning jaw-dropping tattoo-it-on-you lines. and i'm like - well, i don't go here, but that makes sense to me. of fucking course people who have this amount of passion are going to create something good. they moved from a place of genuine love and enjoyment.

so yeah, duh! saturday cartoons have banger lines. random street art is sometimes the most precious heart-wrenching shit you've ever seen. someone singing on tiktok ends up creating your next favorite song. youtubers are giving us 5 hours of carefully researched content. all of this is the impossible equation to latestage capitalism. like, you can't force something to be good. AI cannot make it good. no amount of focus-group testing or market research. what makes a story worth listening to is that someone cares so much about telling it - through dance, art, music, whatever it takes - that they are just a little unhinged about it.

one time my friend told me he stayed up all night researching how many ways there are to peel an orange. he wrote me a poem that made me cry on public transportation. the love came through it like pith, you know? the words all came apart in my hands. it tasted like breakfast.

[harbingersecho]

you will regret this for the rest of your life

[0-k-4]

yeah haphephobia that was the name of his thing. love him for that

[incohorace]

(consumed with lust voice) omg what a fucking weirdo