#All the World's a Stage

[spockvarietyhour]

Star Trek Prodigy "All the World's a Stage"

[seeseagulls]

[soapkaars]

Happy birthday Peter Lorre! For this day I decided to make a comic tribute where I imagine what Lorre does in his afterlife. I hope you liked it, and I hope he likes this little 'tribute' ;-)

[odyscircus]

"Just for Once" by Lauren Lopez from "Nerdy Prudes Must Die"

y'all is this the plot of "as you like it"???

[yume-fanfare]

i do often wonder how wataru "i don't eat or drink in front of other people because those are backstage things and i am always performing" hibiki is handling the whole having 3 roommates

[mina-cros]

Hi, I'm Mina

I am very upset and sad about some blogs that I send messages to and they do not respond.

Imagine I just keep crying and sitting there sad because you don't reply to my messages

I want to tag these blogs so they don't ignore me any longer.

All I want from you is for us to be friends and share ideas. This is really sad.

@tamamita @vampiricvenus @punkitt-is-here @paper-mario-wiki @omegaversereloaded @nyancrimew @beserkerjewel @ot3 @killy @prisonhannibal @anneemay @dirhwangdaseul @neechees @memingursa @b0nkcreat @certifiedsexed @afro-elf @11thsense @sawasawako @spacebeyonce @skipppppy @beetledrink @3000s @dailyquests @evillesbianvillain @wolfertinger666 @taffybuns @valtsv @postanagramgenerator @feluka @cy-lindric @sabertoothwalrus @spicymochi

[loganisanobody]

My other piece for @sandersidesbigbang, this one's for @thefuzzzz's fic, "The Reverse Shakespearean Experience"!

Characters: Roman and Virgil

Rating: PG (kissing)

[ID] A digital drawing of Roman and Virgil on a stage. They are wearing black pants and shoes and Renaissance-era like tops. Roman is in a red vest, with a white frilly collar and long-sleeved shirt underneath. Virgil similarly is in a collared shirt, but his is purple. Roman and Virgil are kissing. Roman has a hand on Virgil’s hip and the other on the back of his head, while Virgil’s hands rest on Roman’s chest. They are standing at an angle so that you see more of Roman’s front and Virgil’s back, and their faces are obscured.

The stage around them is colored in blues, browns, and purples, and includes a spiral staircase to the left of the image. To the right are some wooden structures, and some translucent windows behind, with the suggestion of more stage behind them. There is also a spotlight shining on Virgil and Roman.

[tuttle-did-it]

Star Trek: Picard- Nostalgia is the only thing that matters. Specifically, cis-het white middle class middle age nostalgia.

Star Trek: Prodigy- Nostalgia degrades over time, and is almost always inaccurate. Nostalgia can literally poison a fandom.

THEY FUCKING LANDED ON A PLANET WHERE PEOPLE TALK LIKE WILLIAM SHATNER AND WORSHIP THE FEDERATION - BUT THEY GET EVERYTHING JUST A LITTLE WRONG BECAUSE NOSTALGIA IS BASED ON WHAT YOU THINK SOMETHING WAS NOT WHAT IT REALLY IS

NOSTALGIA IS LITERALLY POISONING THE PLANET AND KILLING OFF ALL THE 'FANS' OF THE ENTERPRISE

Expanded rant here - https://www.tumblr.com/radarsteddy/716306124007260160/the-two-are-not-mutually-exclusive-you-can-have-a?source=share

[goggles-mcgee]

What are the Many-nettes opinions on Adrien/Chat Noir? Do they hate him? Still consider him a friend?

Most of the Many-nettes don't hate him, like they may be angry with him but they don't hate him. At most they just consider him an ex-friend. Though some argue maybe an ex-acquaintance.

Negative-nette is the one who holds a lot of resentment towards him. The others try to point out how "jumped-up" the slights he made were in Negative-nette's eyes, but of course, she doesn't listen. She loathes him.

The others just kind of shake their heads at Negative-nette because they are each other and understand her anger, but they also acknowledge that her anger and bitterness and sadness have reached unreasonable levels.

[bokunoherokomikuko]

Gods are funny because they mess with human lives like a soap opera, so when they want to put on a show they turn to the others and go "hey guys, watch this" and make someone's life a tragedy

[spockvarietyhour]

Star Trek Prodigy "All the World's a Stage"

[perilsensitive-sunglasses]

The Toymaker and the Chuldur

[soapkaars]

scanned a page from my sketchbook of a design I had banging around in my head for a while. I've seen these figures off and on in my dreams, and I've started calling them 'the hounds'. They're like stagehands, except reality is the stage. If you look closely enough, you'll see them rearranging the world around you: they replace the leaves to show the seasons changing, they roll in curtains to have the night fall, that car is replaced by a wreck, that person flying through the air is held up by them... I imagine that people who can do magic simply know how to instruct these hounds better than anyone else.

While they may be literal faceless goons, they have individuality like anyone else. For them, this is just a job, and they've been doing it for a long time. Don't try to talk to them - you're part of the act, you're not supposed to break character. Bad things happen when you break character! You're allowed to break the fourth wall, that's fine, but never break character. I suppose someone may become a hound when they die.

[heretherebedork]

I love it here.

[ephemeral-gremlin]

quoted this tweet verbatim and completely from memory to my therapist today and then had to explain what it meant and why i was bringing it up in a conversation about the real housewives and honestly it was probably the most i've ever exposed the inner workings of my brain in a therapy session. can't wait to find out why i'm like this

[culturevulturette]

                                        All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms; And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lin’d, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side; His youthful hose, well sav’d, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

William Shakespeare (from "As You Like It")