#but I aim to find out

[mari-lair]

Isaaaaaa

[thoughtsaboutbats]

Jason: Roy, you don’t understand, this kid stalked B and me around Gotham for years! And neither of us noticed!

Roy (while working on his arrows): you said that already

Jason: HE DIDNT EVEN HAVE ANY TRAINING!!!

Roy: you said that too

Jason: And! Apparently this little asshole isn’t done copying me, cause future him stole my whole guns and killing people thing!

Roy: You told me about that too. You also said you hit him in the head with his own gun.

Jason: Yeah that was fun!

Jason: But back on track. This little asshole gets away with so much shit! He literally tried to clone his friends and all that happened when he was found out was some yelling and his stuff being taken away! And! Apparently the little bastard has literally killed people! Like a lot! (Probably) And he still gets to be part of the family!

Roy (setting down the arrows): Wait What???

[oobbbear]

I love this certain art style called ‘drawing with the shittiest line but fill it in with the most gorgeous color that makes the overall drawing work” it’s wizardry

[the-gayest-sky-kid]

okay so. like. wan ed 12. dazai is stopped by a log in the river and starts actually drowning. funny haha wan bit.

but repeating something ive said (hi haven) i think this is actually a really good example for how ada dazai doesn't really want to kill himself. he could've actually drowned here. thats his 'goal' right? but the moment it starts happening he's trying to get his head back above water.

"I thought I was dead"

hilariously wet and horrified or not he obviously didn't want to die here. theres nobody around to hear what he said anymore anyway. and that's why, despite being yk... a wan ending animation? i still think this is such like. a case in point.

[ducktracy]

I can’t BELIEVE they’ve gone back to Porky living in a normal house and Daffy living in his bathtub. I have held “Porky & Daffy” in my heart for all these years as an ideal of portrayal. This is the happiest day of my life

SO NICE I'M POSTING THIS TWICE FOR CONTEXT just because i want to look at it again. ughhhhhhh the little bird on Porky's bedpost one of the photos released also has another, DIFFERENT little bird. if he's like Snow White or something i will cry. just don't let him around any dogs because he'll drop them from staircases or encourage them to jump off bridges

I MEANT TO ANSWER THIS WAY EARLIER, BUT IT WORKS OUT BECAUSE LOOK AT WHAT THE WARNER DEUTSCHLAND CHANNEL JUST POSTED TODAY:

I'M SO HAPPY TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO UGHGHGHGGHHG!!!! IT IS SUCH A GOOD PORTRAYAL ISN'T IT.. when LTC first came out i was very confident the opening to Firehouse Frenzy was a reference as well

I'M. SO. EXCITED. i know this needs to speculation like yeah no DUH. BUT AHHHHHHH. UGHHHHH I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE. i'm so excited to see what other homages to other shorts are in store. I'M SO EXCITED I CAN'T ARTICULATE MYSELF. i was gonna have some big eloquent explanation about how much i love Porky & Daffy (the characters too) but my words are stopping short because i literally cannot focus because i am just SHROUDED WITH EXCITEMENTTTTTT CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING!

since i am in a CARTOON SHARING MOOD, here is the opening to Porky & Daffy for those who have never seen it because i have no idea when else i would post the entire opening. it's so endearing!!! look at the shaky camera truck-in and dissolve to the house... back when they were still struggling with how to do diagonal camera pans and double exposure effects.. :'))) i miss reviewing this era of cartoons profusely

i have a deep fondness for stuff like the shot of Porky grabbing the paper, Clampett seemed to have a similar fondness of starting shorts out of this era with close shots like that (Porky's Party opens on a very synonymous shot of Porky lighting the candles on the cake). Bobe Cannon's animation of Porky is adorable. some really smooth and hypnotic Chuck Jones animation of Daffy boxing with the pillows (in Chuck's last short working for Clampett!). this entire exchange is adorable. i am so excited for anything that even entertains the idea of modeling itself after this. i'm so excited.

[juricore]

girl............due to various reasons....

[tetzoro]

sending out lots of hugs today and cheering you on 🤍

[spotaus]

Hi guys, this is usually what a doodle page ends up looking like <3 (oh, and @ancha-aus thought you might like this! Not writing but certainly fuel to my fire lol-)

This one is New Age filled!!! (Close-ups abd Lore beneath the cut!)

1) Night and Cross!

Night is actually very clingy once he's a teen. He doesn't usually realize it, but around the castle he'll snake to be closer to his Knights so long as there's no one he needs to keep his composure infront of is nearby. Cross is the one who's not used to physical touch (when it's not Ink ofc) so Night in his personal bubble makes his heart melt but also scares tf out of him <3

2) Error and Night's Meeting!

Error was carrying his whole life on his back and trying not to get arrested for unintentional property damage at this point, so when he saw the chance to get back at his brother and prove he was strong enough? Yeah, he got that on chance instantly. And was VERY smug when Nightmare chose him. (Also, Error is wearing gloves, so less Haphephobia)

3) Dream and Blue designs!

I think these are good tentative designs! Dream probably has a more regal fit, but he likes to play up that rugged exile look- He's inspired by Archers, while Blue takes on that classic Knightly-vibe. Their equipment is mostly stolen from Night's troops or brought with them from Blue's home kingdom.

Also, Dream is approx Killer's height at this point, shorter than Cross and *much* shorter than Apple!Nightmare. (Hc that Skeletons tend to be tinier in stature thanks to weird monster beauty standards. Horror and Geno's fam are outliers.)

4) Horror and Dust designs!

Horror is naturally a very *large* monster. He's very malnourished when Nightmare meets him, but by the time he's a Knight Nightmare has made sure that's no longer the case. He actually loves comfy, simple clothes, but to play up the whole 'strong mysterious' bit he wears a more barbaric Knight's garb. He doesn't mind acting scary, it's more fun that way :]. Dust is very very small, and envies horror sometimes for his size, but his tiny stature let's him control his body and move a lot quicker. He's very much based on a rogue, and usually covers the lower part of his face w/ a black cloth, and the upper part w/ his hood or mask. Dust only removes both to bathe, eat, or relax in a safe location. (Ignore that I can't draw the stupid gaster blaster lmao-)

These last two were space-fillers, but Cross and his Borzoi (Windmill, otherwise known as Milly (Killer named her-)) and really bad first wips of Ccino! I think Ccino was a chubby, happy toddler, but lost a lot of 'weight' (bone mass? Magic?) due to stress and pressure and bad eating habits. So it isn't until a while after the Coronation that he starts to relax abd feel safe enough to eat normal meals (Nightmare used to guilt him into eating snacks together, but as his boss (and younger brother) he can encourage it more often). By the time Killer shows he's still not quite healthy, but he's better. As more weight is lifted off his shoulders, the better he is. (That 'beauty' most people saw was a more stereotypical slimness, but Killer never stopped seeing Ccino as beautiful-) I think he never looked traditionally underweight, so no one noticed, and it was only much later that Night processed it. (And maybe it's why Dream hardly recognized him later on-)

[thebad-lydrawn-sanses]

Cross's assumption is correct, that's exactly what I'm implying. So be a good boy and lay down pls :3

Cross: you-

Killer: implying what?

Cross: that they're gonna break my leg

Killer: .

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[silusvesuius]

n*loth not being able to bag anyone over the (human term) age of 25-30 at most is the only logical and real conclusion to me because it can be just explained away as him wanting to prove and control everything and anyone (Cus he's a man!) but being stuck in that demographic because his unbearable and vile personality is a force that nobody can look past once they've outgrown the possible fear and idolization period of anyone but also n*loth in particular.

[thissmycomingofage]

It was said before but needs to be said again: being part of the community doesn't make it impossible for you to be discriminatory. It's among the community that some of us are the most mistreated and it's a fact

[yuripira4e]

if I see one more person saying they shipped Edwin and the cat king I’m just going to assume media literacy has died

[finedinereception]

the ethical implications of netnavis never fail to flatten me. like hi yes heres my new ai. its capable of thinking and feelings and forming emotional connections and falling in love and basically is just a digital human. you own them. also you can make them beat each other up for fun. they feel pain btw.

[mc-critical]

1.10 / 1.09

[voidscarredadjudicator]

Curious to know which team you're picking for Grand Fest, if any.

Hope you have a good weekend, whatever you're doing! :)

I stand before the screen, weighing my options. Past, Present, or Future. It's no different than any of the other festivals they've held, yet at the same time, the fervor they have for this particular celebration fills me with a strange sense of anxiety, as though this moment will be pivotal in the years to come.

What lies in the past for myself is obvious. A people. A world. One that every day, I find myself wishing I could return to. But the people I was born to no longer exist. The world I was born in no longer exists. Yet the past doesn't have to be solely for mourning, as those memories are what keep those old times from truly being gone.

The present, the here and now, is where the pain is felt, as well as the relief from said pain. Look too far back, and you can't see where you're headed - yet look too far ahead, and you may find yourself missing the forest for the trees. Being here, right now, is the one guarantee in anyone's life, and that on its own is something worth celebrating.

And as for the future... it's only natural to be fearful of what lies ahead. There will be struggle, there will be triumph, there will be love, there will be loss. The uncertainty of what will come next is enough to make folks clutch to what they have now in a vice grip, never learning to let go and make way for that new age.

Today's present will be tomorrow's past, the future of tomorrow will come to be the present, and the lessons of the past pave our way to the future. We are the sum of these things, the lessons learned and the people met, built and iterated upon ad infinitum, all while wading through this river, yet at the mercy of its unchanging current. We chart our course, marking our path for the ones that come after us, so that our present, their past, leads them to the future.

I cast my vote and step away from the screen, a smile hidden beneath my mask as I return home.

[kiwiplaetzchen]

Leaves a bowl of broccoli by Nosy's den and waddles away.

A faint, unfamiliar smell wafted through the air, tugging Nosy out of his shiny dreams. It wasn't sweet - no honeycakes or toffee apples - but that smell… Nosy knew that smell. His little nose twitched as he tried to place it. Peeking out from his cosy den, Nosy squinted into the room. There it was - a bowl. A bowl of green. The little menace squinted harder, his suspicion growing by the second. Who dared to leave that outside his sanctuary?

His gaze darted around the room, checking every corner for any sign of life - especially the Prefect Mama. But the coast seemed clear, and as the smell hit him again, Nosy's mouth began to water despite himself.

Carefully, he stretched his forepaws out of the den, checking the room once more. Nobody could know his secret... nobody. Not a soul. With a quick, precise motion, Nosy grabdaddled the bowl and dragged it into his den, his little body furiously wiggling to get it out of sight.

Once safely inside, the little Niffler pulled Sebastian's scarf over both himself and the bowl, ensuring he was fully hidden, and poked his head out one last time, squinting at the entrance to ensure the coast was still clear. Satisfied, he turned his attention back to the green stuff and began munching on the broccoli.

Nosy would never, ever admit it. Ever. But the teal-furred menace really liked broccoli.

It made him feel like a giant troll tearing apart tiny trees with brutal strength! Still, nobody could ever know. Especially not the Prefect Mama. If William found out, Nosy would never hear the end of it. And that was a risk Nosy refused to take.