#Art Deco capital

[x-heesy]

𝚅𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝙰𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙲𝚘𝚌𝚊 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚊

𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝2 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝3 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝4 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝5

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𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝙹𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 & 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚊𝚙-𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜

[lamarie-artsy]

The font I made is... not finished, but mostly useable! It's called Nereusian Deco and it's based off of a lettering example I found online, and while I haven't taken any design liberties yet I definitely intend to. Right now, though, you can find the beta version here in my google drive.

[taylorswiftstyle]

The Eras Tour | Fearless section | Version 5

Roberto Cavalli custom

My very first thought upon seeing this dress was, “Oh that’s very Roberto Cavalli.” Which makes all the sense in the world why Taylor would want to time a new Cavalli creation (by Creative Director Fausto Puglisi) in Milan - one of the fashion capitals of the world and home country to both Cavalli and Puglisi.

Roberto Cavalli is known for many of its signature house code prints, like those of big cats. We see that reference in other Fausto-created pieces for Taylor on the Eras Tour such as the cat head emblem on the tops of the 1989 2.0 sets.

On this new Fearless dress, we see another classic print come to life: Roberto Cavalli’s iconic ‘Ray of Gold’ print. 'Ray Of Gold' was first introduced by the designer in 2007 and revived and recreated by Puglisi for a limited capsule collection in 2024. The original inspiration source for Cavalli was the beautiful refraction of a sunbeam on the golden facade of an art deco lighter. To me, the fan-like visual calls to mind the windblown hair toss of the Fearless cover albums.

After recreating the 'Ray of Gold' print, Roberto Cavalli CEO Sergio Azzolari told WWD that Fausto is “very respectful of Roberto, yet at the same time he succeeds in reinterpreting his style in a more contemporary way, without distorting the brand.”

There’s something refracting light meets lionfish meets Flintstones meets sand through an hourglass meets animal print about this look. Which is to say I think it looks fantastic and eye-catching. However, I personally find Versions 1 and 4 come closest to honouring the original aesthetic of the Fearless era. Your thoughts?

Photo by Vittorio Zunino Celotto/TAS24 via Getty Images

[messenger-of-babel]

In Your Eyes

Summary: Clark isn't much of a morning person, but your eyes are enough to get him out of bed each day. (Clark Kent x reader)

Word Count: 2.1K

Notes: First Clark and this piece nearly had me dead on my feet (simply just tired- after this month I need to take a holiday and move house soooo). Fun Fact: I was actually the biggest superman fan when I was younger so he's kind of like my comfort now haha. Not really any warnings on this one, general mentions of violence again? angst? Either way, it hurt doing this to my boy.

Enjoy~!

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Clark wasn't particularly a morning person.

In fact, the longer he could stay curled in his sheets he preferred. Working as Superman was hard, but not nearly as hard as being a reporter at the Daily Planet. He worked long nights before getting changed into his suit, his headlines, deadlines and taglines rattling around his skull while he did his patrol. Even with his Kryptonian stamina and ability to synthesise the sun for energy, it did nothing to stop the tiredness endemic of working a nine-to-five for the sake of capitalism.

You however, rose for the sun. Gently shaking his shoulder each morning, greeting him with a soft smile that fooled his eyes into thinking the sun was already up. He'd groan, smile in return and pretend to roll over to go back to sleep, making you giggle. It never lasted long, and you'd flop on top of him, draping your arms over his stomach before pinching at the skin playfully.

"Rise and shine, sleeping beauty." you'd say, pushing at him to get him up. He'd just huff and bury his face into the pillow.

"The sun isn't even up." he'd tiredly protest, sound muffled.

"Yeah, but it's about to be." you'd laugh before moving off of him, slipping out of bed to get dressed. He'd just watch you through one eye lazily, studying the way that you would flit around the bedroom so effortlessly. Humming softly to yourself you never noticed how his eyes clung to your figure, the slope of your shoulders and the arch in your spine. Unaware of the lovestruck gaze he'd send your way as you got changed, pulling on clothes for the day and washing your face.

When you made coffee he'd finally rouse himself, pulling him from the warm embrace of the bedsheets to seek yours out instead. He'd hug you from behind, leaning his weight on you and cheek pressed into your hair. Inhaling softly, his senses were alight with the smell of coffee and your shampoo, soothing his irritation of being woken before dawn. "Double shot." he'd mumble sleepily into your hair. "Please."

"Already added," you say with a smile, finishing his coffee first. You take in in your hands, turning to the side so you can offer it up to him. He moves one hand from your hip to grip the mug, bringing it to his lips and taking a sip.

"Thank you, honey." he murmurs with a sigh, unwrapping from you so you can make your own. He watches how you busy yourself, slow yet methodical in your movements. He leans his chin in his hand, set up at kitchen counter and a lazy smile on his face. He might not have liked mornings, but he sure as hell liked you.

Your morning routine was always followed by getting changed, checking each other’s outfits and making sure you were both presentable for work. You also worked at the Daily Planet, being introduced to him as a reporter previously at the Gotham Gazette. The darkness of Gotham had gotten to you, the constant reporting on crime, corruption and the latest murder on the block slowly wearing away your soul. So, you had moved to Metropolis with its art deco buildings and lit streets for a change of pace.

He could tell from the first time his eyes met yours, that you were meant for Metropolis.

Clark didn’t want to be biased, doing his best not to be swayed by the thudding in his chest and ears every time he saw you. Yet he still couldn't help the thought popping into his mind every time you passed his desk or waved to him in the mail room. The way the tension eased out of your shoulders day by day, getting to report on new things. As you wrote about medical breakthroughs and charity events instead of gangs and mob violence, your smile peeked out of the shadows. You took the stories no one else wanted to take, the local library art competition, the national science fair, the new displays at the museum. The stories no one else wanted to fight for, his coworkers all stepping over each other for a scoop on Superman or the latest minor crime to rack the Metropolis streets.

Clark could see though.

The same way he could see the darkness that clung to Bruce, like a shadowed cloak heavy on the shadows of all Gothamites. Your pen was already heavy with death and violence, desensitised and numb. The way that your eyes cringed slightly when Perry asked you to take larger articles. You finally got to report on the positive, got to embrace the things that came so easily in Metropolis, yet you fought tooth and nail for in Gotham.

So, who could blame him when he fell in love?

He had worked up the courage to ask you for a date, which turned into two and three. On the fourth he might have accidentally revealed his identity as Superman, but you promised to keep his secret before kissing him breathlessly. Now you were in his apartment, your apartment together, making coffee. Clark was sur that this is what heaven was like.

his favourite part of the morning, however, was going to work together. You were close enough to walk to work, and you'd show up to work hours before anyone else, an hour before the sun showed its face. In the dark you both would scan and drop your bags at your desk before heading for the stairs, his hand on your back the whole time to make sure that you don’t trip or fall. When you unlock the door to the roof a cool gust of air hits your face, making you sigh happily while he winces slightly at the sudden breeze. Every morning you'd sit there together, watching the sun come up.

When that golden orb began painting the sky a beautiful pink and orange, he woke up fully. The beams settling onto his skin made his DNA thrum with energy, as if his cells were waking up as well. It was a shot of energy stronger than anything coffee could give him, muscles relaxing under the touch of its light. He loved the feeling of the sun, the warmth, the light, the gentle caress of the morning and the last hug of it before it set in the evenings. Yet all of that was nothing compared to the way he felt when he looked over at you.

You always wore the softest smile as you watched the sun come up, the gorgeous colours of the sky mixing with the shine of your irises. Clark felt like was looking into galaxies more beautiful than any other he had seen in space, and endless sea of colour and warmth he wanted to dive into. Every morning without fail it made his heart overflow, and he could never resist pulling you to him softly and dropping a soft kiss into your hair. It was his favourite way to watch the sunrise, through your eyes instead of his. He'd look at your eyes no matter how many skies you sat under, just to see if what you saw was different. You always looked up with such amazement and wonder that Clark was convinced you saw a different sky from him. When he took you home to meet his parents, the purples trails of the cloud looked like fields of lavender in your eyes, the blue of the clear sky appearing as an endless ocean. You had both been sitting out on the fence, pressed into his side to block out the sting of autumn's chill. He had kissed you on the head like he now did every morning, and that's when Clark realised that he wanted every day to be like this. Wanted to be able to look into your eyes every morning to try and get just a glimpse of what wonder you managed to capture in your gaze.

So, he had proposed.

The backdrop was the farm visiting his parents, under the tree down by the creek. He had waited for the most beautiful sunset, the dusk just beginning to settle in and stars peeking through the soft blanket of purple and pink. when you said yes, the joy and sparkle in your eyes had been something unmatched still to this day, outshining every star that had twinkled to cheer him on that evening. As soon as you said yes it felt like his heart had soared to the heavens, and finally, he could see those eyes every morning for as long as he lived.

When Clark wakes up one morning without the gentle shaking of his shoulder or your coffee on the counter, he barely makes it to work. He drops his bag as usual, walking up the stairs and settling on the roof, legs over the edge of the building. He sits there, waiting in the darkness. He turns his head, hoping each time that he'd see you walk through those doors and apologise for being late. For not making him a coffee, for not calling ahead and telling him you weren't going to be in work. For not coming home.

You had been called back to Gotham for family business, and the darkness you had finally managed to shake from your shoulders finally got you. He had received the call from Batman, not Bruce, making his heart lurch. Bruce had been the best man at his wedding (shocking a plethora of guests), so of course he knew what you looked like. Knew that it was you even when you were splayed out over the pavement, unseeing and still. You were friends with Bruce as well, and Bruce’s own pain was evident in the sombre tone as he tried to break the news to Clark.

Clark had flown over there, his best friend intercepting him before he could get close to the scene. He hadn't even been allowed to help, forced to sit in the shadows knowing that you were right there metres away and he couldn’t touch you, hold you, confirm for himself what he had heard over the phone.

Gang violence. A mugging gone wrong. Another victim, just another number.

And now you had become the thing you hated writing about, a death so common in the city of Gotham that you didn't even make front lines like it would have in Metropolis. You were on the fifth page, the ninth name down on a list.

Clark felt sick.

He felt sick being called in to ID your body and seeing the face he loved so much. Staring dully upon the cheeks he'd pepper with kisses every morning and every night before bed, the shoulders that held up his chin when he read over your shoulder or to watch a video you wanted to show him. The hands that interlocked with his so perfectly when you walked together held limply and empty at your side, unable to ever feel the warmth of his palms again.

So, when you were gone and it had sunk in fully, he struggled to get back.

 Things around him seemed to fall apart, things that even the support of Bruce and the financial aid couldn't fix. Yet the one thing he kept together was the routine, dragging himself like a zombie through the behaviours so deeply engraved in his muscle memory. Even if he wanted to sleep in his body woke up like clockwork, spectral hands rousing him, and he could dream that you really were there. That when he rolled over, he'd see you beaming back at him. His hand ached to escort you up the stairs of the Planet, uncomfortably heavy by his side instead.

He’d turn to drop a kiss into your hair but was always met with air, and he'd falter. Then the sun would come up and the energy would zing across his skin, but the morning after he lost you was the darkest sunrise he had felt to date. The beams would fuel him, humming across his cells and stirring his DNA. Yet he’d still stare out at the sunrise, the colours mixing across the sky in a beautiful display. He couldn't get his heart to fall in love with the sky again, nor warm at the image of it. After all, you were now looking at a completely different sky from him, and the sky just wasn't as pretty when it wasn't reflected in your eyes.

Clark just hoped that wherever you were now, that you had the most beautiful sky to look at. That somewhere, you were out there, galaxies reflected in your eyes that never had to close again.

[flaticeball]

a jew review of: nhl team happy hanukkah posts

good evening and chag sameach to my hanukkah-celebrating pals out there on hockeyblr. today i bring you: a non-comprehensive and entirely subjective review from one (1) jewish hockey fan of the graphics posted by various nhl teams in celebration of the first night tonight. i definitely missed some, and some teams didn't post any at all, so it's a bit patchwork. here we go.

vancouver canucks: this is an extremely serviceable graphic. love the blurred dreidels to give the effect that they are spinning. very funny. props for the detail that there is a shadow of the menorah on the ice. straightforward. icemenorah is a themeTM but some did it better than others and this is a classic. 7/10

post continues under the cut for the sake of your dash and mine.

carolina hurricanes: obsessed with what the canes have done here though i cannot comprehend it. the weird techno style textured background. the out of focus magen david around. THE HURRICANES. IN HEBREW. WITH THE LITTLE CANES LOGO THING I FORGET THE NAME OF ON THE HEI? INCREDIBLE. points for creativity. overall baffling vibes. 6/10.

pittsburgh penguins: this is just adorable. you hired someone to draw this. spectacular work, guys. it's giving a bit of 'we browsed the target hanukkah deco section for inspo' but it's too adorable for me to care. it's team themed, it's hockey themed, it's holiday appropriate. love everything going on here. they get points for doing what very few other teams are doing and remembering this is night one, so only one candle is lit. most everyone else is getting a bit a head of themselves. 9/10.

washington capitals: and here we have another edition of the icemenorah, with a minimalist twist. this graphic screams 'oh fuck wait is that tonight' which to be fair is also how i, a jew, felt about realizing tonight was the first night of hanukkah. could'a done more, but it's perfectly fine. 6/10.

new jersey devils: this fucks. it's got devils themes. it's got a cool style. it's got vibes. it's got: more hockey stick menorahs which i am always excited about. that shamash candle is a graphic design nightmare but other than that i am all on board. 8/10

vegas golden knights: i love the gold foil effect and that you remembered there was more to hanukkah than candles, that's nice, as is involving the other affiliates! however. where are the vibes. this is not the vgk wishes you a chag sameach, this is a greeting card i got on etsy. 6/10 just bc i KNOW you can do better. where's the neon, babes.

los angeles kings: oh this is fun. it's icemenorah: WITH A TWIST. the art style is cute, it's got plenty of hockey theme, it's also very obviously LA-y, i'm giving them points for this one. the shadow is insane but that's okay, it's ~stylistic. it's cute. 7/10. UPDATE: definitely AI. boo hiss. 0/10.

montréal canadiens: this is probably my favourite for sheer vibes. you got: levitating icemenorah. you got: action-shot candle lighting. you got: remembering this is night ONE. you got: the implication that the torch is the shamash candle????? you got: JOYEUSE HANOUKKA!!!!!!!! (and like happy hanukkah or whatever i guess). obsessed. it's so funny. it's amazing. 9/10.

[manessha545]

Montevideo, Uruguay: Montevideo is the capital and largest city of Uruguay. Montevideo is situated on the southern coast of the country, on the northeastern bank of the Río de la Plata. The city has preserved European architecture, being considered one of the cities with the most art deco influence. In 2018, it was classified as a beta global city ranking eighth in Latin America and 84th in the world. Wikipedia

[livelybutterflyy]

introducing my kpop drself

EARLY LIFE :

Moon Seulbi was born October 8th 2004 to a lawyer mother & businessman father in Seoul , South korea. She is the youngest of three siblings , Moon Jinyoung & Moon Jisung are her older siblings , Jinyoung (Da’ah) is an actress while Jisung is a fellow idol.

During her childhood / teenhood , she traveled and lived in many places, for example , the first 5 years of her life were spent in Tokyo, Japan , where she began dancing . Then she spent two years in Paris , where she first witnessed Fencing, and she begged her mom to learn. 

here are a list of some of the places she lived in as a child:

Seoul , South korea (obv)

Tokyo, Japan

Paris, france

London, England

New York city, United states

SCOUTING STORY :

Her father was a prominent businessman and was friends with JYP , Jyp offered to train his daughter ( Seulbi ) to be an idol, and without her consent, He agreed, on one condition, he would have a manager street cast her first, to take the blame off him.

Seulbi was seven years old when she was walking with her mother to the park when a JYP manager came up to her and asked if she’d like to be an idol. Seulbi, who was extremely emotional and afraid of everything, immediately burst into tears. Her mother agreed on her behalf.

DEARLIE :

DEARLIE was a 4 member kids girl group under JYP entertainment, the group consisted of Minseo, Sieun , Jaylie & Sooyoung. They debuted august 16 2013 with the song “Gee”. The group disbanded in January of 2016 after their contracts were terminated. 

Dearlie was a highly successful group , even with the controversy of a 8 year old debuting, it was marketed as a “kids girl group” for that exact reason. It remained unknown until 2023 why their contracts were mysteriously terminated.

POST-DEARLIE :

Sooyoung was only 11 years old when DEARLIE disbanded, eager to stay in the kpop industry where she felt appreciated, Sooyoung partook in Sixteen, Idol school & Produce 101 , all in the time of 9 months. After failing to debut in the three groups, Sooyoung quit being a trainee but was hired as a producer, stylist, choreographer  and concept designer for JYP , she worked on groups like SKZ, MISS A, TWICE & ITZY. She was the "mind" behind Skz, as she created their concept & discography nearly by herself

During this time, she didn’t even live in Korea ! Sooyoung attended the most prestigious boarding school in the world , Lucent arts academy in England where she majored in dance and minored in mythology until her departure in 2019.

LYONU :

Sooyoung had been longing for her return to the Kpop industry for a while, so when TNS reached out and asked if she’d like to audition for them, Sooyoung said yes. By July of 2019, Sooyoung was a trainee at TNS, by September of 2019, she was in the debut line up.  !! She had quit JYP by then !!

The nowhere girls club (TNGC) debuted June 5 2020 with the song Generation , it was a massive hit both domestically and internationally, with Sooyoung serving as the songs producer & songwriter.

By their second comeback with the full album “Stay out of my secrets” and the double title tracks Girls never die and Girls capitalism, TNGC had secured their place as a force to be reckoned with, not just in the kpop industry, but with the global music industry itself, with being nominated for 6 grammys and going home with 5.

SOLO VENTURES :

Moon Sooyoung is a brand. She is the most popular female idol ever. She has over 200 million followers on her solo instagram account , and she's only had it three years.

Some of her global  brand deals include : vivienne westwood, YSL, burberry , alexander mcqueen & graff diamonds. These are my 5 favs out of her 17 accumulated over the years. She is known as : global it girl, 4th gen fashion icon, dancing prodigy & ace of kpop (there are many more.)

Sooyoung constantly sets trends , including ; Lucky Jelly , off shoulder tops, reverse mirror selfies, heart cheek pose, , Sooyoungism, decorated shoes , custom decorated mics & more !!

For the two year and the four year anniversary of TNGC, each member released a mixtape for the fans, Sooyoung released BE PRETTY as her first solo and released INSANITY! As her second. Despite having small promotions, be pretty went extremely viral and got 1 billion streams in only 89 days and received over 13 music show wins in a 2 week timespan. Insanity! Also went extremely viral, reaching 1 billion streams in only 76 days ! it also received 15 music show wins in the two week promotion period

[snek-panini]

Binderary Book #3 is at last photographed and ready to share. This is Someone, a Good Omens human!au by Diminua, in which our favorite angel and demon are lonely and both turn to a matchmaking service to solve this problem. It sounds like a comedy but it isn't particularly, it starts off very lonely and a bit melancholy before they get a very quiet and beautiful happily-ever-after. As I told the author when I asked to bind it, it lives in my brain and radiates comfort.

I wanted to give it a binding that reflected the sort of classic romance that I feel is present in the story. I used a brown faux leather from Neenah Papers that's much darker and nicer than the faux leather I'd been using previously, though once it's on the book it looks a bit strongly like a bible cover. That's not so bad for a Good Omens fic though.

Have a look under the cut for detail shots; I feel like this one rewards a closer look.

For the title we have gold foil htv. The author's name was supposed to go under it, in slightly smaller text, but it proved too great a challenge for my Cricut with this swirly font and the machine ate it.

The floral strip is a piece of chiyogami that I got in one of Chibijay's scrap packs. It's cream with gold flowers printed on it, which just screams "wedding" to me. There's a vivid moment in the story where they go to a flower market to pick out what they want for their ceremony, and I thought this was a nice echo of that. I was torn on this bind by wanting to do an accent strip (the way I usually do them, with the end hidden under a different material that covers the spine) and wanting to do a full leather bind since it's been ages. I've done some full cloth recently but the last full leather was a year ago. The compromise I reached was to cut that little point in it and embed it into a cutout to protect it. It went well, though there's a bit where it wraps around the edge and the leather tore so I had to patch it. It's not noticeable unless you're looking for it, so I'm calling it a win. And I love it, it looks like no other book I've made and it's perfect.

Top view, with premade end band. I would have loved to make custom ones but the book's too skinny. The gray ties in well with the endpapers though. The endpapers are a printed lokta that I got at Blick a while back without knowing what I was going to do with them, They're printed in gold and silver ferns and while they don't match the strip on the front I think they coordinate with it nicely. The first time I cut them I made them too small because the paper wasn't square and they had to be redone. There's a wrinkle from the casing in but we are none of us perfect.

Title page and first page. The frame came from rawpixel, the little art deco widget came from vecteezy and I also used it as a scene break divider throughout the fic. The drop capital is from a dafont custom called Bolton Drop Caps and I love how they all coordinate with each other despite coming from such different sources. Something about legal quartos just begs me for drop caps. They're just the right thing to make the pages pop, and Bolton's a really nice font. Bold, but not frilly. The florals on the cover are very frilly and I like how the interior graphics balance them.

And that's it! This was a start-to-finish Binderary book; I had fully typeset it before the month began, but it hadn't been printed and all the physical work was done during February. I tend to pause between stages so this was practically a speed run for me and I couldn't be happier with it.

[lilacella]

I once more collected my top 10 of this month's tumblr ads:

10. LUSCIOUS EYES AWAIT

Tbh I really just added that for the title. This looks fine. But THE EYES AWAIT ME! I love that actually!

9. CLASSIC CURTAINS!

This is great on so many levels. The choice of the english word "classic" combined with the german "Vorhang" makes it sound like it's a name. Like you're saying "Ah, that's such a thing Vorhang would do 😂, Classic Vorhang!"

But also. This is the most boring and unenticing curtain I have ever seen. I'm so glad the website "FILZKÖNIGIN.ch" (felt queen) made an ad for that!

8. PROTECT YOUR PSYCHE

Desinformation and AI-made opinion skewing are omnipresent. Find out how to protect yourself!

So. This ad is warning me of the effects of AI. But is also using a clearly ai generated image to advertise their website.

Well that really is irrationalspace.at of them.

Mental Resiglience Against Against Misinfomation 🫡

7. AGE WITH ENERGY!

Another ai generated image.

What is that thing on the left supposed to be? A discoloured tomato? An apple?? And who is their friend? A misshapen orange bell pepper I assume? One that is also impossibly tall next to the tiny slice of orange at its feet!

I'm not super sure I would trust these two with my health, to be totally honest!

6. DISCOVER FORT WILLIAM

Experience the past come alive? No thank you I'm already doing that and I don't like it! No need for another siege in the mix!

5. HIDDEN MANIPULATION TACTICS

This is just icky. Stop showing me ads for incel books thank you.

4. RETHINKING CAPITALISM

Wtf is this. What is organkc capitalism?? What is this ominous bilblically accurate-angel-like shape made up from what appears to be dollar bills?

Is it the ghost of capitalism, trying to hunt down the ghost of communism in their eternal, horrible dance?? It it organic? What is going on??

3. DO YOU HAVE SOME TIME FOR ME?

With the eternal calendar from the Art Deco you can plan the dates until doomsday. A unique technological marvel just in this shop!

The title line is equivalent to the first line of the song 99 Luftballons so it always starts that song in my head but also - planning my day until doomsday??

And on what?? What is depicted does not look like a calendar but rather like some type of paperweight??

I do not see anything that screams technological marvel about this but maybe I'm just not Art Deco enough for this.

2. MARRIAGE TRENDS IN PAKISTAN

W- Why is that an ad? I am not sure I need to told by a website, I imagine that young Pakistani woman have the same reasons not to get married than european ones?

This is so random, I love it.

1. THE GREEN BARON NOT ON THE EXCAVATOR BUT ON THE VULCAN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GREEK EARTHQUAKE AREA...

I have SO many questions about this.

Who is the green Baron? Why do we seem to usually expect him to be riding an excavator? What is he doing on that vulcan? What is that map?? What are all the dots on the map? Which of them is the green Baron?

10/10 confusing and a worthy first place for this month!

[why-tooth]

THEORY ALERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So I was looking stuff up about tarot because I'm a big proponent of fool Ratio and was hoping to find some more straws to grasp at, and I came across the oldest preserved tarot deck, which is the Visconti-Sforza or Pierpont Morgan deck.

And I was like oh that's crazy that I'm here looking for Star Rail lore and I find reference to Pierpont, which sounds a lot like Pier Point, the name of IPC headquarters.

Looking at the cards, they all have this gold embossed diamond pattern in the background that I think looks similar to the diamond/triangle motif in the Stonehearts Myriad Celestia.

Tarot is also heavily influenced by Egyptian mythology, so I think it's interesting that there are also references to that in the Stonehearts video (Aventurine's trial with the scale, Sugilite's statues of Anubis).

But anyway back to Pierpont, it turns out the cards were purchased by the Morgan Museum in New York, which is now open to the public, but started out as a massive private collection owned by John Pierpont Morgan, better know as J.P. Morgan, the uber-wealthy investment banker of the late 1800s/early 1900s. It's giving preservation, AND it's giving capitalism, the IPC's literal two favorite things.

Wikipedia also says that he "specialized in taking over businesses that were promising but struggling," which kind of sounds like the IPCs whole business model with what we know about Topaz's backstory and Belobog.

I also think all of this ties in really well with the like New York art deco imagery in the Myriad Celestia.

I don't know if I think the Stonehearts are supposed to correspond to the major arcana 1:1... some of them I can see like maybe Aventurine = Wheel of Fortune or Jade = the Lovers (because of references to the Garden of Eden), but there are more major arcana than stonehearts + Diamond. There are 14 of those cards surviving in the Visconti-Sforza set but that is still more than 11.

I don't feel like any of this is super conclusive but I just feel like there's something here. Does anyone have thoughts or anyone who actually knows about tarot have something to add? <3

[hometoursandotherstuff]

This lush penthouse in Lima, Peru is a plant lovers dream. 3bds, 3.5ba, reduced from $4.5M to $3.7M.

Is this not a stunning living room with a full 2-story view of the roof top garden? Look at the wonderful shelf-lined mezzanine above, too.

Hanging plants frame the entrance to the magnificent conservatory, directly open to the dining room.

A more casual sitting room is also open to the conservatory and has a beautiful black marble fireplace.

Here's a small, cozy sitting area with sliding doors to the patio decorated with potted plants.

Is this not amazing? Imagine sitting here among the gorgeous plants? Now, I wonder if they convey.

This is the epitome of bringing the outdoors in.

This is crazy. I wouldn't want it if the plants don't come with it. Then, it's beautiful, but empty. Look at the potted plants on the above shelf.

View from above shows the sizes of the mature plants. Just amazing, aren't they?

Love the Art Deco furnishings, too.

Speaking of Art Deco, how cool is this bathroom?

Family room off the mezzanine.

The spacious primary bedroom opens to the mezzanine and lush greenery along the railing. I recently saw a possible reason why the most expensive homes never show a kitchen- b/c the wealthy don't care about such matters as cooking. They have a chef for that. Could be plausible.

[andersam5]

So, I have been staring at the comic's first page, the one with the outside view of Grand Junction City, for some time now. The whole thing itself looks like something out of Bioshock, specifically Rapture the underwater city of the game. The Art Deco aesthetic is the same one the game uses. The Black miasma, the equivalent to the Dark Waters of the Underwater Metropolis. And the "lighthouse", both being landmarks of their respective cities, only one of them serves a purpose similar to a normal Lighthouse; To provide light, and, most likely, guidance. It is impossible for the "Lighthouse" to not be a landmark, Its light stretching beyond the City, illuminating the path to it. Hell, If you were to see only the second page without the context of the first one, you wouldn't even know the sky is filled with pitch-black smoke. While it hasn't been revealed yet, I can say that Grand Junction City is the Capital of the Desolation Regime(Why else would a Desolation General, and most likely the other ones, be situated here?). But the sky itself couldn't have started it out this way, so it does beg the question; What happened for the sky to be permanently engulfed in Black Clouds? Rapid Industrialisation? Possible; you can see how the buildings themselves are as tall as the "Lighthouse". Yet... I can't help but wonder how it embodies the Desolation Engines belief that a Guardian's position is a curse. The unseeable natural Sun, a Truth. The Light of the "Lighthouse", a False Truth. The Miasma, the Lies that have made the true Truth impossible to discern. But of course, while a lie is a lie, there is still some truth to one. Which part of the Belief is true? Could this truth put the entirety of the innocents of the Desolation Regime in danger? Is Alton in danger because of the Truth? ... Or maybe I'm just reading too much into it. (Side tangent: I LOVE how General Disregard is characterized in the comic, messing up a mission that she wasn't even supposed to be on because it was still pending approval, getting beat up by two guardians, and then getting extorted for a favor by General Disrepair, so he wouldn't tell Desolation about the whole thing. It feels like she is trying to gain attention or approval from the Engine himself or the other Generals, which fits in with information we were told about her previously; She is impulsive, to the point that it's her downfall at times.)

Dear reader, reading this ask had me like

To know someone is out there WATCHING and LISTENING is absolutely HUGE

Especially when you, dear reader, are absolutely correct

You got me pegged on the Rapture inspiration. The game was a huge influence on me in my late teens/early college years. But I also leaned in to the art deco aesthetic due to its historical ties with railroad iconography. The 1920s and 1930s were a golden age for passenger rail in America, and its a very common architecture, poster, and design style for that period, including railways. When it comes to completely art deco cities, there really is no better example then rapture. Anyone in the know of the city of Minneapolis will also discover an easter egg in the design of one building in particular.

You are correct on the rapid industrialization leading to the air pollution in the realm. Its also inevitable when you have a whole city inhabited by being based on trains.

You're correct that Grand Junction is the capital as well! I'm so glad the 'lighthouse' was noticed. Keep an eye on it, as it has its own secrets...

This is a bit scatterbrained, but can you blame me for getting ACTUAL VISUAL and LITERARY ANALYSIS on worldbuilding I put so much into? Thank you SO MUCH for showing me that the work is noticed!!

[parchmentpaperandco]

XII The Bridge

Oh mama - what does capitalism mean?

The refurbishment of XII The Bridge, an art-deco inspired apartment block has been completed by Parchment, Paper & Co.

With relaxed planning rules, and a substantial bung to some of the weaker members of the planning department, it was finally agreed that an extra floor could be added.

So, there are now five, two bedroomed apartments in the block.

If you're interested call the P,P&C hotline on the usual premium rate number. Ask for Olivia, who will keep you gassing as she gets a cut of the premium rate cash.

[phantomtoff]

A Very Informant Post About The Sarkyn

Hi Everyone! Here is a very long post about my Sarkyn creatures. I hope you like it or enjoy reading it. :D

The Sarkyn are a sentient Shark/piranha/betta fish-like species, who inhabit the South coastlines on Mudos as well in the ocean near the south. While the South coastline holds one of their largest coastal cities, it became one of the leading business hubs for resorts and ocean ports on the surface, while their oldest capital is deep under the sea.

Their role in industrial society is more of a organized crime syndicate that is split into three categories.

Drug Peddlers

Loan Sharks

 Corruption Bribing

The two notable cities from land and Sea:

Imaim (Surface City of Southern Mudos)Imaim is a relatively new metropolis boasting a dazzling skyline and breathtaking ocean views. It serves as a gateway for ambitious Sarkyn seeking to establish themselves, build business connections, or immerse themselves in the city’s vibrant nightlife. Known for its entertainment industry and luxury hotels, Imaim thrives as a premier tourist destination. Beyond its allure as a playground for the wealthy, the city also houses Mudos' largest ocean port, making it a crucial hub for trade and commerce.

Sitnalta (Underwater Capital)One of the oldest and most enigmatic cities in Sarkyn history, Sitnalta’s past is shrouded in mystery, with records suggesting it was destroyed or lost through time. Now, it stands as the stronghold of the old money elite, home to the four most powerful crime families beneath the sea. These families wield immense influence, manipulating political and economic affairs from the depths, ensuring their grip extends far beyond the ocean floor.

Culture

Sarkyn culture resembles Earth’s Spartan/Roman in a military hierarchy sense. apparel, and architecture seem to resemble Earth's 1920s-1940s Art Deco. (Examples: Think Gotham city but underwater or Rapture from Bioshock.)

Relationship Dynamics

Glukkon

Trade Partners: The Sarkyn provides rare minerals extracted from coastal and underwater environments in exchange for advanced weaponry and machinery, fostering a mutually beneficial trade network.

Mercenary Contracts: As enforcers and private contractors, Sarkyn offer protection to Glukkon enterprises operating near the coast. Their presence is particularly valuable for securing massive fishing vessels and repelling non-faction pirate raids.

Cultural Exchange: While the Glukkon respect the Sarkyn’s industrial and military capabilities, the Sarkyn, in turn, admire the Glukkon’s ruthless business acumen. This dynamic creates a pragmatic but occasionally uneasy partnership.

Vykker

Experimental Allies: The Vykkers regard the Sarkyn as ideal test subjects for cutting-edge biological and technological experimentation. In return, the Sarkyn gain enhancements that amplify their combat prowess.

Tech Suppliers: The Vykkers supply state-of-the-art bio-modifications and weaponry, further augmenting the Sarkyn’s military strength and industrial efficiency.

Tense Cooperation: Despite their shared interests, tensions persist. The Vykkers’ disregard for Sarkyn life clashes with the Sarkyn’s deep-seated pride, making their alliance one of wary necessity rather than genuine trust.

Oktigi

Knowledge Brokers: The Oktigi provide intelligence networks that assist the Sarkyn in navigating political and territorial conflicts, making them invaluable allies in espionage and subterfuge.

Economic Symbiosis: Sarkyn smuggling operations and underworld connections serve as ideal conduits for discreetly transporting illicit Oktigi goods, reinforcing their mutual economic interests.

Shared Vanity: Both species share a deep appreciation for status, luxury, and aesthetics. This cultural alignment fosters a natural camaraderie, strengthening their alliance beyond mere business dealings.

Assumptions and Social Dynamics

Reputation: Among industrialist species on Oddworld, the Sarkyn are widely regarded as a dangerous force best left undisturbed. However, with the right negotiations and a sufficient price, they can be valuable and reliable allies.

Stereotypes: Common perceptions of the Sarkyn paint them as treacherous, unnervingly tall, and ruthlessly violent—earning them monikers such as Backstabbing Sharks, Freakishly Tall Fish, and Brutal and Bloodthirsty.

Debt of Loyalty and Internal Conflict

Fealty and Division: A Sarkyn who forges an alliance with a surface-dwelling industrialist—whether a Glukkon, an Oktigi, or another faction—may be expected to pledge loyalty to their partner’s enterprise, much as they would in a traditional Sarkyn union. However, such affiliations disrupt the established hierarchy, as they enable individuals to gain status through external alliances rather than through traditional means. This phenomenon breeds tension within Sarkyn society.

Rivalry and Resentment: Those who ascend the social ladder through partnerships with industrialist species may face envy and hostility from their fellow Sarkyn. Many perceive this form of advancement as an affront to those who remain at the lower rungs of society, exacerbating internal divides and fueling political intrigue, betrayal, and power struggles.

Appearance/Anatomy

Dietary Needs and Habits: Sarkyn are strictly carnivorous, they are no strangers to cannibalism, though this behavior is typically reserved for extreme circumstances or as a last resort.

Life Span: Sarkyn can live up to 70-80 years.

Genetics and Reproduction: Sarkyn reproduction follows a process similar to that of cartilaginous fish, such as sharks. Males possess a pair of claspers—specialized, grooved copulatory organs derived from pelvic fins. During copulation, the male inserts one of his claspers into the female’s cloaca, where it expands like an umbrella to anchor itself securely. The clasper's internal structure contains a cartilaginous rod that stiffens during mating, facilitating sperm transfer. Additionally, some Sarkyn males may secrete a mucus-like substance to enhance sperm motility and improve fertilization success.

As an ovoviviparous species, female Sarkyn incubate fertilized embryos internally, providing them with nutrients through a yolk sac rather than a placental connection. After a gestation period (likely varying depending on environmental factors), the female gives birth to live offspring, known as pups

Appearance

The average height for a Sarkyn is 335.28 cm or 11’0 ft

They have double eyelids.

Male Sarkyn exhibit a range of body types, from lean and athletic to bulky and heavily built. They possess a distinctive underbite, where the lower jaw extends beyond the upper jaw. Their cranial fins are relatively short, but they feature elongated, prominent fins extending from their brow region, resembling eyebrow-like appendages.

Female Sarkyn, in contrast, are generally more slender than their male counterparts. Unlike males, they possess an overbite, with the upper jaw extending past the lower jaw. Additionally, they lack the elongated eyebrow fins seen in males. Instead, the fin atop their heads varies in length and shape, often stylized to reflect personal or cultural preferences. Sarkyn women don’t naturally have breasts—they’re a cosmetic body modification achieved through surgery, hence why they don’t have nipples.

Both male and female can unhinge their jaws with the slit on their lower jaws can pull apart to become wider, they have sharp fangs like teeth to easily grapple prey.

[alicepooryorick]

Excerpt from chapter 7 of my Reverse Red Hood AU! It's my favorite so far... Though maybe not for this section of the chapter, though I love it too.

Detroit was a different city to that if what she was used to. Yes, she had been born in Metropolis, the City of tomorrow, the heart of America, the golden child of capitalism. But really, that was just Barbara Gordon who was born there. Babs? The woman she was today? She was born in a Greenhouse in Gotham next to a beautiful botanist. Gotham was her home, Gotham was her start. She'd visited other cities, both as Babs and Batgirl, and she hardly thought Gotham was the best. But it was hers, and it had been the city she was willing to die to protect.

But now she was in Detroit. The Art Deco architecture of Gotham traded for a city that had been designed around a now failed automotive industry.

The ideas were the same though, and she had learnt her route by now. No free running, she knew what paths to take, where crime was centered, and with a little touch of technology to listen in to cop radio signals, where the police were headed to.

And so she patrolled. The Red Hood quick a name known by the crooks. It felt... Odd. To have a new mantle was to have a new self. The first few times her targets exclaimed "The Red Hood" she almost had to check, where?

But it made her feel alive, too. No longer her other half would be defined by someone else. She was fully who she was.

Yes, Shiva was the subnotes to her identity, she haunted every movement. But was that any different from how Pamela had haunted Batgirl's every action after the incident?

No, now she had no Bruce to overshadow it. No brand to uphold. Just her and the blood she spilt keeping the normal people safe.

Still, she knew she owed Shiva some of this. This freedom, this life, even these clothes.

And, frankly, she liked the idea of being tied to the God... There was a difference between tying one's self to a man and a god, no?

And so, slowly, Barbara reshaped the name the masses had given her. She was the Red Hood, yes. But she was the Red Hood of Shiva.

The Red Hood of Shiva, terror of those who walked the wrong side of the law.

Not that these crooks were Gotham's gallery at all. They were simple crooks, gangs and Mafia; the occasional hired gun. But nothing even a Robin couldn't handle. The protoge of Shiva? She was overkill for all this. Barbara had never gone this long without injury. She had more wounds from cooking than from being the Red Hood.

Shiva's force.

Barbara's tact.

It was an incredible combination.

But nothing lasts forever, and Newton predicted her future; each action has an equal and opposite reaction.

The gangs knew eventually she'd track them all down. She moved fast. She hit hard. Some gadgets she'd made helped with particularly unfair fights, and that only scared them more.

Men do strange things when scared.

Strange, strange things.

This was not cowardly superstition.

This was terror. This was not the horror of the unfamiliar Bruce used.

No.

This was the terror of knowing exactly what was coming.

The kind of fear that leads to desperate actions.

The kind of fear that makes you think you can stop the threat.

Later, Barbara would learn that the gangs and Mafia would call truce. There was no fighting as long as the Red Hood stayed alive.

No, they had to do something. They had tried old blood. It spilt to easily.

Barbara didn't kill.

But it spilt all the same.

No, they needed fresh blood. Blood that wouldn't spill, so they thought.

[tellurian-in-aristasia]

The Evolution of the map of Aristasia

Thinking about the unveiling of Aristasia to Chelouranya had me thinking a bit about some of the terminology that had been used to describe their lands over the decades. While the name of the world changed, the districts have remained the same. So let us have a little peek at how their iconic map has changed over the decades.

From Imperial Angel issue 2, late around 1990 Perhaps this is the earliest published map of the lands of Romantia/Aristasia/Sai Herthe (although it's very possible an earlier concept was published in Artemis, which introduced the Poppitops and their kingdom of Poppitopia and the concept of Blonde and Brunette). In this era The Pit was called Babylon, or Carcanimæ, and this map was a "psychic territory", the issue of Imperial Angel goes at great lengths to discuss each of the districts and the symbolism of their placement on the map.

From The Children of the Void, published in 1996 The next known version of this map comes from the Children of the Void novel and cements a few of the ideas that would stick for a while. The "quarantine" is replaced with "Infra Quirinelle", an island that represented the very early 1960s. Other than that, Vintesse and Novaria have switched places, the capital city is now called "Ladyton" instead of "Romantiana", the hard lines between the Kadoria and Quirinelle and the rest of the map have been standardized, as I believe that Romantia had something to say about the 1940s and 1950s being only just barely acceptable, and the providence of Arcadia has been split in two: Arcadia and Amazonia. The little fancy lady in a long dress has been replaced with... a heiling Amazon soldieress. If you recall, in 1995 there was a bit of a kerfuffle beween Miss Martindale and some newspapers when they found an article she wrote about her distaste that a televised sporting event censored some roman salutes straight up Nazi salutes. This seems to have been a sticking point, and perhaps that's why Little Miss Amazonia is heiling her heart out.

An updated map from early elektraspace, late 1990s or early 2000s perhaps.

When the Aristasians moved to elektraspace, this version of the map was presented to signify their lands, and it seems to go from a "psychic territory" to a real alternate world with the addition of the lands and seas surrounding Aristasia, as well as the little "100 Miles (Arist.)" scale. A whole gaggle of new cities have sprouted up and the decade signifiers have vanished, perhaps cementing it more as a real place. Little Miss Amazonia is still doing her little Nazi salute from the Great Eastern Lands.

An even further updated map, posted on their blog in 2007

The final Aristasian map appears on their Aristasian Treasure Trove blog in 2007. It is almost the same as the previous elektraspace map, but there are a few notable differences: Vintesse and Novaria have once again swapped places and Novaria snakes into Amazonia, but Lempicka (perhaps named after Tamara de Lempicka, the Art Deco artist that the Aristasians had a penchant for) stays in more or less the same map location, so that it remains, rightfully so, in Vintesse. Perhaps because of the swap, all the other Vintesse cities have vanished from this map. Maybridge travels a little bit south, close to the lands of Novaria. If I recall correctly, Maybridge was the name of the districts, AKA the houses the Aristasians lived in. Perhaps the move from within Trent but nearby to Vintesse, to right the border of Trent and Novaria was a symbolic change in the aesthetics of said household. The final change, that I noticed right away, was our little heiling Amazonia has changed her arm to a much more friendly little wave. It was around this time that the Aristasians seemed to be in some sort of Wikipedia editing war to clean up their image and were absolutely appalled that people would dare dig up their past actions and bring them to light, so perhaps that's why Little Miss Amazonia has changed her pose.