#because of you era

[dlstmxkakwldrlarchive]

(throwback) SHINee for Anan Magazine

[my-darling-boy]

I was at a bookstore looking through the art section and I saw a spine that said The Camden Town Nudes which was interesting because this didn’t seem like the bookstore where I would ever find something like that and I wanted to have a casual look but like. This also wasn’t exactly the bookstore where you felt like you could look at naked pictures let alone just suggestive paintings of them, it’s a really small shop as well, so I was like right I’ll just take a quick peek, I’m an art student, I love history, maybe I’ll buy it. I looked both ways and saw the shopkeep had left momentarily and no one was about, so I opened it and found it was an entire book featuring nude Edwardian women all painted by Walter Sickert between 1905-1912 and it was actually quite a revolutionary set of paintings for its time given that it featured very raw depictions of working class nude women in dark London instead of the elegant, white bedsheet clad, Demure middle and upper class women usually depicted.

And of course RIGHT as I flip to this lady’s boobs practically taking up an entire double page spread, every customer in a 5 mile radius appeared from around the corners of the shelf including the shopkeep and immediately regressing to a wet, pathetic Edwardian man from 1908, startled, I dropped the large book which caused a giant SLAP on the floor in this already silent store thus causing all patrons to look down at me scrambling on my knees to close a giant book of Edwardian boobs and let me tell you it would not have been nearly as funny had I not immediately felt like some Edwardian local pervert who just tried to sneak a cheeky peek at the erotic book in the bookstore only to drop it dramatically causing a scene, red up to his ears trying to shove it back on the shelf. Like such a casual and normal thing in modern day but looking at Edwardian women suddenly turned it into this egregious act as I apparently became possessed by the spirit of a moustached man in a bowler hat and morning coat going Good Heavens I mustn’t gaze upon these images in public lest the constable haul me away!

[tossawary]

This is petty fandom salt, BUT... I've been chewing on this phenomenon that I've been calling "Fandom's Darling". It is related to things like "Author's Darling" and "Mary Sue / Gary Stu" and "Protagonist Halo" and all that jazz, where one character gains a peculiar narrative weight in a story.

"Author's Darling" is when a writer has a favorite character, and the world and all other characters sort of get... warped to put the Darling in the spotlight. It's most noticeable in TV shows with multiple writers, when a character you personally like suddenly has their previous characterization destroyed to make another character look good somehow. Every other character might become weirdly incompetent. The Darling's feelings are treated as The Most Important Feelings in any given situation. The logic of the fictional world seems broken past suspension of disbelief in order to validate this one character's beliefs or skillset or some other fantasy. And so on.

"Fandom's Darling" is what I've been calling the pattern where a fandom essentially crowns a New Protagonist for their fanfiction stories (it's often a side character rather than the original protagonist, but it can also happen to protagonists). This character becomes the self-insert for all sorts of indulgent fantasies, gaining special powers or backstories, and/or becoming the focus of extreme whump, and/or hooking up with all the various hotties, starring in all sorts of tropey AUs, and so on. They're not always an obvious Mary Sue version of themselves, but the character's original personality and interpersonal relationships tend to get warped or dropped completely, and other characters tend to become a little flat around them. I call it "Fandom's Darling" because it's not just one self-indulgent fantasy fic (you do you! Have fun!) with characterization choices that I don't vibe with (I have neither the time nor the desire nor the authority to police anything, I am just venting), but rather a prolific mini-fandom of sorts revolving around this empty doll / fanon version of the chosen vessel character, so it becomes a little unavoidable.

I am salty about this (mildly frustrated) (imagine a soft sigh of disappointment before I just go do something else) because you are FUCKED if you actually liked the canonical version of this character and their interpersonal relationships. It's almost worse than liking an obscure character that no one cares about. There's about a thousand fics starring your fave, but maybe only about a dozen of them are actually rooted in any kind of recognisable canon.

[acidgirl]

[freefallintothevoid]

The real reason everyone makes fun of Dicks Discowing outfit is because he's the only one that can somehow pull it off

Every superhero and vigilante has has a costume like that at some point, something daring or a bit ridiculous that in hindsight that they just couldn't make work for whatever reason. Nightwing? The pretty motherfucker not only made it work, he slayed in that outfit. It looks ridiculous by itself on display in the batcave but not when Nightwing puts it on

The only reason Dick doesn't know this is because all his siblings have collectively gaslit him into thinking that it's his worst costume to date.

[courfee]

17 December 1975 / 15 May 1976

[rubydubydoo122]

I saw someone say a while ago that Jason attacking Tim at Titans Tower was just Tim hallucinating bc he was feeling guilty about being Robin even though Jason's not dead. Which is great, amazing, I think the whole Titans Tower thing is Bonkers, but I think it would be so much funnier if Jason tried to Gaslight Tim into believing the Titans Tower incident never happened, not because he's like evil, he's just super embarassed about it. like Or Tim did actually hallucinate Jason at TT but thinks it was real, so when he tells Jason about it, Jason's so fucking confused, and Tim thinks Jason's Gaslighting him

Tim: Remember that time when you broke into Titans Tower and beat me half to death while wearing a Robin costume from party city

Jason: What? Tim, I know i'm crazy, but I'm not...Insane.

Tim, pulling down his collar: I literally have the scar to prove it

Jason: Bruce told me that was from Clayface pretending to be me, which, might I just say rude. Tim... are you ok? Did you hallucinate me attacking you? like, I know I've done that before, but...

Tim, frowning: I don't think I hallucinating. I was benched for a while after because I had to recover-

Jason: well, you were benched around the time I was dropping hints that I knew who Bruce was outside of Batman, he probably just benched you to keep you safe. You probably were working too many cases with too little sleep and your imagination started to run wild.

Tim: Are you gaslighting me?

Jason: Are you gaslighting me?

[nyaa]

北へ。/ Kita e. White Illumination (1999) Sega Dreamcast

[ffcrazy15]

Someone needs to do an analysis on the way the Kung Fu Panda movies use old-fashioned vs. modern language ("Panda we meet at last"/"Hey how's it going") and old-fashioned vs. modern settings (forbidden-city-esque palaces/modern-ish Chinese restaurant) to indicate class differences in their characters, and how those class differences create underlying tensions and misunderstandings.

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(throwback) SHINee For GQ Korea Magazine October Issue

[plantsonplutoart]

April fools just passed and so I’m touching up inks for a lil marauders comic I made. I had to share a wip of my favorite panel. They’re so stupid <3

[anitoshka]

The industialist and a father

[ohnoitsmysideblog]

i love early dndads because anthony was just giving out advantage for fucking nothing.

“roll with advantage because that sounds cool and i had breakfast today”

[throughtherosethorns]

｡⋆˚༘✧˚｡⋆old habits die screaming⋆｡˚✧˚༘⋆｡

[courfee]

the complimentary james to this regulus

[ultravioletbrit]

“defend” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 346 words

James is watching a movie when the flat door opens and a very drunk Barty stumbles in. He makes it about three steps then leans against the wall and slides to the floor.

“Hey, Barty…” James greets as he’s getting up from the couch.

Barty mumbles something incoherent then closes his eyes as Evan walks in the door. Evan is not nearly as drunk as Barty, which is good because he is supporting a very drunk Regulus. Once they’re inside, Regulus stumbles towards James and Evan goes to Barty.

“You are completely pissed, love.” James states the obvious as he steadies Regulus.

“In his defense, he—" Evan starts.

“You don’t need to defend me.” Regulus whirls around to look at Evan petulantly, then turns back to face James. “He doesn’t need to defend me. I was playing the James Potter drinking game!” Regulus says proudly with a dopey grin.

“The James Potter drinking game?” James asks slowly. But Regulus doesn’t answer, he’s just tilting his head and curiously staring at James. James chuckles a bit and looks over Regulus’ shoulder to Evan.

“Any time anything reminded him—" Evan starts to explain but Regulus cuts him off excitedly.

“Any time anything reminded me of James Potter, I took a shot!” Regulus keeps staring at James. 

“Oh... that sounds...” James looks back to Evan, nervously.

“Yeah, we switched him to water shots after about eight minutes because we didn’t want him to get alcohol poisoning.”

“Ya know?” Regulus chimes back in. “You kinda remind me of James Potter.” He tells James, poking his cheek. “Barty! Get me a shot! This guy reminds me of James Potter! … Except you are not as handsome as James Potter.”

“Oh, I’m not?” James asks Regulus while guiding him to their bedroom. Evan is dragging Barty towards the couch and just grunts when James says good night.

“No. You are not.” Regulus continues. “James Potter is the handsomest… Most handsome? … Handsomest?” Regulus looks up at James for the answer.

“I’m not sure, love.” James says, fondly amused.

“James Potter would know. James Potter is the most smartest.”