#but techno is american so.....braids

[caribouv]

Watch a ton of shit last week because didn't feel good.

The Girl With All The Gifts One of the best "go in blind" recommendations in a long, long time.

It came from a short story named Iphigenia In Aulis later turned into a full novel. Ray Bradbury system if I've ever seen one.

It seemed like everyone was doing fungus zombies after the 2008 PLANET EARTH episode on zombie ants. Last of Us is better, but this is still good even if the ending sucks.

Studio 666 I had to turn it off. You dudes are musicians, not actors. The ego of trying to do this was a bit too much for me to handle.

Outlast s01 I absolutely despised this shit. There were no clearly defined rules of interacting with other teams. Turns out, completely randomly, you're allowed to go into someone's camp and destroy their shit right in front of them and the other person had to sit back and watch you. Even though I pirated it, I want to sue Netflix for how bullshit this was.

All Things Must Pass It's a very cool documentary and extremely thought provoking. Also, I don't feel sorry for these fucking shitheads. It's plainly clear they should've got into the business of producing alongside distributing, had not been so greedy, but whatever.

The greedy businessman bullshit like stopping the sell of singles to force people to buy albums, pushing CDs because larger profit margin, not realizing what the fuck an mp3 was, and endless expansion (debt) because "muh growth."

I'm not super down for live music because I generally don't like it, but I'm not going to ignore how important live music is and a space for live music. I just love how these greedy fucks were directly responsible for napster and later itunes and then spotify and now back to napster.

STATION ELEVEN The theme of art and humanity transcending time, place, and generations.

The use of color to help the viewer understand where in time they were: before, during, after.

The perfection and blend of a clockwork and puzzle plot with a braided narrative. I was, quite literally, losing my mind the final two episodes.

I want to pinpoint the brilliant and wonderful winter solstice episode exploring the concept of 9 months after lockdown when all these women were giving birth at the same time.

I could write about this endlessly.

The only bad thing I will say is that it dragged at times, but I feel like that is me being too ignorant of Shakespeare's work to be realizing analogies / the adaptation from same.

SWARM. I'm not privy enough with Beyonce lore fully understand it, but it's still really, really good. The Billie Eilish episode was just utterly insane.

I almost turned it off so many times in the first two episodes because of how uncomfortable it made me feel and how creepy it seemed. I'm glad I kept at it and fought through my cringe. I wish I had someone to tell me the soft spoiler of "she's a butch lesbian and Marissa is her foster sister." It would have helped to put into context what erroneously seemed to be incredibly weird and creepy scenes otherwise.

Blood Quantum The sweet justice of American fracking ruining Native American's water supply causing all the Americans who drink it to turn into zombies while Native Americans remain immune. There's so many layers to that. Hell, that sounds like real life right now.

Blending that with the newfound Native American power of fuck the white man v. no lets help them a la Xavier v. Magneto split.

It was a great idea and concept, but those unique parts were not leaned into hard enough while dumb shit zombie fight sequences we've seen a million times took center stage instead.

Run Lola Run I haven't seen this since 8th grade. It's a short and sweet movie that gives another great take on the Chaos Theory. The soundtrack is phenomenally good. Not minimalist, but still 90s german techno af.

Doom Patrol I saw the DC logo on the opener and almost turned it off. "No no no I heard Brendan Fraser is in it give it a shot." Kept watching, opening sequences talking about "You're sick of comic book heroes we know! So we made comic book heroes who are SCREW UPS!" And I thought… Misfits? Misfits was great…

15 minutes later: It's just more comic book hero bullshit. Fuck that.

The Miseducation of Cameron Post I can't relate to this at all other than to endlessly bang my head against the wall and again point out how fucking incongruent these religious fuckers are and what they do to people. I kept thinking back over and over to Dead Poets Society.

[apileofenby]

I cannot fit this into my WIP because,,,,,y’know,,,,,,,plot (if it can be called that), so I’m dumping it on tumblr instead

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“Techno, can you do anything with your hair?” Tommy asked, glaring at him from across the table.

Techno self–consciously ran his fingers through his ponytail. He’d only spent two months in the army before he’d left at the ripe old age of thirteen, refusing to fight for a cause he didn’t believe in. He’d left with his hair just above his shoulders, and the only thing he’d been able to do with it was tie it back with a leather band. During his three years on the run, it had never really occurred to him to cut it—in fact, he’d grown to rather like it—but running alone had never given any opportunities to learn fancy new hairstyles. 

He felt his cheeks burn as Wilbur kicked Tommy under the table, muttering “don’t be rude.”

“No. Surprisingly, Tommy, between the Nether, the army, and being a wanted mercenary, I never got the opportunity to play dress up,” Techno said, putting a little more bite behind his words than was required.

“Alright, Big Man, I didn’t mean anything by it. Well, I did, which was—do you want me to teach you?”

Techno narrowed his eyes—in the two weeks he’d been living with him, the biggest thing he’d learned was that Tommy always loved a good prank. “Teach me what?”

“How to braid your hair. Trust me, it holds a lot better than your tails—and is more comfortable, apparently.”

Techno looked at Wilbur, who shrugged. “He used to practise on our mother’s hair, before…” Wilbur trailed off, eyes unfocusing for a second. “I don’t know if he still can, though, so it’s your choice.”

Techno thought about the sheer amount of times his hair had come loose in battle, and then the strands already pulling loose. He took out the band, massaging the part of his head that ached from the ponytail and combing out the hair with his fingers. “As long as you’re just braiding it…I don’t see why not.”

Tommy grinned, up in an instant. “God, I haven’t done this in forever. I hope I don’t accidentally knot your hair—” Tommy raised his hands and backed away as Techno stood, one hand on his sword. “It was a joke, Techno. I’m not that bad.”

Techno watched him warily, before sitting in the chair again. He tensed as Tommy’s fingers first touched his hair, surprisingly gentle as they untangled the knots. He hadn’t let anyone touch his hair in…

A gentle laugh, bright in the dim redness of the Nether.

“I don’t know how you have such long hair, at such a young age,” Techno’s mother said, running her hands through it. “And such a vibrant colour, too! You don’t get this sort of beauty in the Nether.”

Techno didn’t say anything, but smiled at the red walls of their house. She pulled his hair into a tight bun, before patting his cheek. 

“So that it doesn’t interfere with training.”

“Thanks, mom,” Techno drawled, rolling his eyes, but unable to keep the smile away from his lips. 

The bun had held true, all the way through training. 

Through the General’s questions, as he watched Techno spar. 

It had held, right until the General had taken a knife to it without warning. 

When Technoblade had emerged from the bloodlust, his hands were red, and clutching a leather band.

Techno shut his eyes, pushing the emotions down, as Tommy ran his fingers through Techno’s hair again.

“So you see, Techno, you take a section up here, at the top, and split it into three. Then you tuck this one under…”

Techno tuned out Tommy’s words—he was sure Tommy could tell him again after—and allowed him to continue down his head, pulling sections into the braid until it dangled down his back, reaching his waist.

“Your hair tie, Techno?”

Techno fingered the leather band, currently wrapped around his wrist, then looked at Tommy—who had seen Techno in that dirty alley, seen past the blades and the words and trusted him enough to bring him to Wil and Phil, who had treated him like family despite only knowing him two weeks. 

Techno handed over the leather band.

[rapid-looser]

★C!crimeboys headcanons★

a/n: I did this while watching wilburs final lore stream, but Tommy finally got his official apology o7 everyone.

•Just before Wilbur left for Utah, He gave Tommy his jacket/coat and Tommy have Wilbur his bandana (is its called that?)

•Wilbur has both a American and British accent, which Tommy picked up on, so from time to time when he's talking about something he's excited for, his accent changed to American for a bit

•Tommy and Wilbur write to each other by using parrots. Both of them have a pet parrot who deliver letters to the other

•Younger Tommy use to have his hair braided by Wilbur, so everytime Tommy is worried, Wilbur will braid his hair

•Tommy does have curly hair but he's found something to straighten it out with, which he's done since exile arc

•Tommy got the name shrould from Wilbur, since Wilbur had a pet fish named that at one stage

•Tommy could see Wilbur in his Limbo and they'd talk using gestures

•The first people Wilbur went to find after he was revived was Tommy

•Tommy used white dye in his hair to match with Wilbur, however it's on the back of his hair, so it's hard to see

•Wilbur use to make Tommy breakfast when Techno and Phil were busy

•Tommy references to Wilbur when he's talking to someone on the dsmp

•Wilbur was the first one to arrive just before Dream got sent to prison

•Wilbur taught Tommy how to salute properly since Tommy use to salute with his posture wrong + using the wrong hand

•Tommy's the one who cut Wilburs' hair when he got revived since it was kinda long

•Tommy has started copying Wilburs stance

•Wilbur keeps a picture of him and Tommy in his pocket at all times

•Tommy misses Wilbur everyday, so he writes in a book that he'll hope to give to Wilbur one day

•Wilbur/Ghostbur didn't trust tubbo at all after he exiled Tommy

•Tommy hopes to end up with Wilbur again in another life where things were meant to be.

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

Reblogs are appreciated ^^

[desnayy]

I have finally decided to get all the thoughts and ideas down for the Dream SMP Soul Eater au I have. Most of these ideas are from a convo I had with @bargledblocks back in January, but some ideas I have come up with myself since then. Also, because I said I would, @myketheartista, here is that au I mentioned during one of Shep’s streams...

Also, I am open to not only talking about other ideas involving the Dream SMP members here, but also Hermitcraft, Yogscast, and Team Crafted members, if anyone wants

Pretty much canon divergent from the original Soul Eater plot. Treaty with Witches where the only Witch souls allowed to be taken are those who are actively harming people, peaceful Witches can live and do work anywhere, including DWMA. Also, fuck canon, Witches can be any gender. Kishins are pretty much the same as in the series. Minecraft non-boss hostile mobs exist as monsters summoned by Kishins and evil Witches. DWMA as a school has up to traditionally college aged students/classes, and has a few elementary age students/classes, mostly Weapons learning control.

-Death Family-

Philza: The God of Death. Physically in his early 30s while in human form, thousands of years old in reality. Only uses his God form when acting as Lord Death, otherwise prefers his human form. Principle of DWMA. 5'11 in human form and 10' in God form.

Kristen: An immortal crow Witch. Married to Philza. No one quite knows how Kristen gained her immortality. Often encourages pranks. Vice principle of DWMA.

Dream: Phil's first biological son. The first Kishin with a literal cult following. Physically in his early twenties, is actually about a thousand years old. Barely escaped being sealed with major injuries, went into hiding for a long while. Can shift minor parts of his appearance as well as his physical age. Resurfaces several years before the story pretending to be an orphan, adopted by Puffy. Posing as a meister.

Ranboo: Phil’s second biological son. 15-16. Hair is half black and half white due to being a Grim Reaper. Is also heterochromatic, with his right eye being green and his left eye being red. Has memory problems and blacking out episodes from an unknown source Dream. Used to occasionally wield Techno and Wilbur, until circumstances involving Dream caused Tommy to no longer be able to resonate with Tubbo, which causes Ranboo to become Tubbo’s meister later on. 6'6.

Technoblade: Adopted by Phil as a toddler alongside his twin, Wilbur. Older by two minutes. An axe weapon, but usually prefers to wield Wilbur. Sometimes lets Ranboo act as a meister to him and Wilbur. Early twenties. Naturally pink really long hair in a braid. Needs glasses to read. Sleeps a lot. History and English nerd. A very skilled meister.

Wilbur: Adopted by Phil as a toddler alongside his twin, Technoblade. Younger by two minutes. An axe weapon, usually wielded by Techno. Can temporarily match wavelengths with anyone. Early twenties. Knows how to braid hair. Natural pink hair, dyes it brown. Wears glasses because his vision is shit. Theater kid to the extreme. Grigori soul

Tommy: Adopted by Phil as an infant after being found in the ruins of a town attacked by a Witch. A chakram weapon. 15-16. Formally wielded by Tubbo until the incident involving Dream, is now partnered with Purpled. Very loud. Limited knowledge in how to self wield.

-Meisters-

Punz: Early twenties. Purpled's older sibling (he/they). Can temporarily match Soul Wavelengths with anyone, can't use Soul Resonance. Infected by Black Blood.

Purpled: 15-16. Punz's younger brother. Became Tommy's meister when Tommy was rescued from Dream. Stays in the dorms, even though Punz has an apartment.

Sam: Late 30s. Ponk's meister and husband. George's adoptive father. Combat teacher at DWMA, also head of the school's security. 7'4 for some reason. Almost got infected with Black Blood through Ponk, but managed to not get affected. 

Bad: Late 30s, assumingly. Skeppy's meister and husband. Sapnap's adoptive father. History teacher at DWMA, also part of the school's security. 9'6 because he isn't human. Infected with Black Blood.

Niki Nihachu: 17-18. Jack's meister. Sweet but deadly. Stays in an apartment with Jack. Dyed pink hair.

Karl Jacobs: Looks to be early twenties. Sapnap’s meister as well as boyfriend, along with Quackity. Sort of just, showed up one day, with no memories other than his name. Has multicolored purple and green eyes. Stays in an apartment with Sapnap and Quackity. Very good at writing stories, although they are unsettlingly close to actual historical events.

-Weapons-

Ponk: Late 30s. Giant garden shears weapon. Sam's partner and husband. George's other adoptive father. Second combat teacher at DWMA. Infected with Black Blood.

Skeppy: Late 30s. Scimitar weapon with a blue blade. Bad's partner and husband. Sapnap's other adoptive father. Natural bright blue hair. Infected with Black Blood through Bad.

Jack Manifold: 17-18. Rocket launcher weapon. Niki's partner. Right eye is blue and left eye is red. Wears 3D glasses. Stays in an apartment with Niki.

Schlatt: Late 30s. A bladed shepherd's crook weapon. North American Death Scythe, Phil’s personal weapon since 12 years before the story. For some reason, has ram horns. Secretly working with the Cult of Dream. Adopted Tubbo at the insistence of Phil, cares for Tubbo distantly, but not enough to not betray everyone later on.

Jordan Sparklez: Deceased. A trident weapon. Formerly the North American Death Scythe and Phil’s personal weapon. Tubbo’s biological father. Was considered too much of a threat to be alive, so was lured out on a solo mission and then vanished.

George: Early twenties. A greatsword weapon. Dream’s partner. Adoptive son of Sam and Ponk. Colorblind. Stays behind at first when Dream’s secret is discovered and he is forced to leave, but eventually leaves to join him.

Sapnap: Early twenties. Flamethrower weapon. Karl’s partner and boyfriend, along with Quackity. Adoptive son of Bad and Skeppy. Prone to arson. Stays in an apartment with Karl and Quackity. Used to be close friends with Dream, feels betrayed when Dream leaves. Likes pandas.

Tubbo: Adopted by Schlatt after the disappearance of his father when he was three. Half trident weapon. 15-16, is a few months older than the rest of the minors. Used to be Tommy's meister until the incident involving Dream, is now partnered with Ranboo. Natural brunet but dyes his hair blonde. Shortest of the minors. Feral. Grigori soul.

-Witches-

Puffy: Late 30s. Sheep witch. Adoptive mother to Dream, Foolish, and Michelle. Has rainbow colored hair, ram horns, and light green goat eyes. Works as a counselor/therapist in Death City.

Fundy: Late teens. Fox witch. Has fox ears and tail. Mostly just pulls pranks on students of DWMA and other Death City residents. For some reason, calls Phil ‘grandpa’ and somehow got Wilbur to act like his father. Used to have a crush on Dream.

Quackity: Early twenties. Duck witch. Has duck wings. Karl and Sapnap’s other boyfriend, lives in a Death City apartment with them. Has a scar on his face that goes over his left eye, rendering him blind in that eye. Tends to join Fundy in pulling pranks.

Antfrost: Early twenties?. Cat witch. Has cat ears and tail, as well as able to transform into a cat. Stays with Bad and Skeppy. Part of DWMA’s security team. Gets infected with Black Blood.

-Other-

Foolish: Seemingly early twenties. No one actually knows what he is, but he is a true god of life. Can manipulate his age and appearance aside from his bright emerald eyes and sharp teeth. Wanted to experience life like a mortal.

-Currently Unassigned-

Eret

Hannah

Connor

Hbomb

Callahan

Slimecicle/Charlie

Alyssa

[hotchkiss-and-tell]

The Shimizu women— Yumi, Miwako, and Kasumi for the headcanons?

Headcanon Game

YUMI

What they smell like: eggs and cheese (at least when she’s working the bento stand); on her own time she smells like cotton candy body spray

How they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc): She has adorable matching pajama sets and braids her hair with ribbons too. To her, fashion is just as important when you’re asleep. Tries to fall asleep looking cute with her hands under her cheek but always wakes up curled into a ball on her stomach and wrapped in her covers.

What music they enjoy: she’s learned to like the latest techno and j-pop since that’s what plays at the expo center all day, but personally she prefers mariah carey and whitney houston

How much time they spend getting ready every morning: 30 minutes - she’s learned to do her makeup and hair well in a hurry (or on the train) as she has to open her booth for the morning rush

Their favorite thing to collect: phone charms

Left or right-handed: Right

Religion (if any): she picks up pieces that appeal to her from multiple religions

Favorite sport: She loves ogling the players in men’s water polo. And she can bowl. Sure her ball is seven pounds and bright pink, but her average is over 200.

Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling (museums, local food, sightseeing, etc): Takes pictures non-stop and looks for the best nightlife spots.

Favorite kind of weather: Sunny summer days (it gives her a chance to whip out parasols that match her outfits)

A weird/obscure fear they have: going blind

The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail: She’s super lucky at roulette and raffles.

MIWAKO

What they smell like: aloe vera and essential oils

How they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc): She HAS to have insomnia. How else could she work a 19 hour shift every single day with the front desk open from 6 am to 1 am? Granted, Nancy can only see her after 7 pm so it’s possible Takai or Rentaro work the desk in the morning and afternoon, but it’d be just like Miwako to martyr herself as the sole concierge. She gets off desk duty, changes into her pajamas and lies down on her pallet with lavender oil on the pillow for calm and soothing scents, but then she just never falls completely asleep. She lies there drifting in and out until 5 am. She gets up, showers, presses her suit, grabs a simple breakfast and caffeinated tea, and goes to work.

What music they enjoy: the tranquility meditation music in public, screaming death metal in private (it’s how she really feels inside from her customer service job)

How much time they spend getting ready every morning: An efficient 20 minutes, including shower.

Their favorite thing to collect: Fidgets. She has cubes, spinners, fans, putty, slinkies, and balls (plus the puzzle box gets opened at least 50 times a day as she sits at the desk). 

Left or right-handed: Left

Religion (if any): Shinto

Favorite sport: Fencing

Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling (museums, local food, sightseeing, etc): taking carriage rides or trolleys through the city

Favorite kind of weather: Spring when it’s still a little cold out, but sunny skies

A weird/obscure fear they have: Bees and wasps

The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail: tossing a ping pong ball into a fishbowl

KASUMI

What they smell like: pleasant perfume

How they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc): Her undiagnosed depression had her sleep long hours on some days and not at all on others. On the nights when she couldn’t sleep, she designed a puzzle that she hoped would bring her quarreling daughters together and installed the pieces in the ryokan.

What music they enjoy: the Beatles and any mix tapes her friend Mary Ann sent her

How much time they spend getting ready every morning: A woman with a business, a live-in elderly parent, and two young daughters? 10 minutes.

Their favorite thing to collect: letters from her pen pal

Left or right-handed: Left (it’s a connection Miwako loves to have to her mom even though being a lefty has its challenges)

Religion (if any): traditional Shinto with a bit of Universalism perspective from her American pen pal

Favorite sport: mini-golf (when she learned about the game, she set up courses all through Takae’s beautiful garden, occasionally causing destruction with the ball and club.)

Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling (museums, local food, sightseeing, etc): Buying souvenir t-shirts. She’d wear them for mom activities and whenever she started to feel trapped at the ryokan.

Favorite kind of weather: early spring - the sakura blossoms were her favorite thing about living outside the major cities because there were just so many of the blooming trees

A weird/obscure fear they have: needles

The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail: reaching into a closed box and identifying what’s inside

[freakinhorse123]

I think, personally, it represents C!Dream’s slow decent into madness because it starts with you seeing his face and you can see his scar from the duel animation covered in a plaster, or bAnD aId for the americans, (duel continuity my beloved) and it goes to him being covered by the mask, but you can easily tell that he’s a person, to the most recent animation where he seems more of a cryptid than a person.

This animation takes place around the same time as exile, so Dream has cut off ties to all worldy possessions except Tommy who he’s manipulating, which I think is reflected in his design. You can barely make out his face, and you can’t tell where the hell his body starts and his cloak ends. He’s removed himself from the world and he seems a lot less human compared to before.

AND, as I mentioned duel continuity before, Techno’s hair length mirrors time passage from the duel.

So we have

The original cut from the Dream vs Technoblade animation

Then this

From “The fall” showing how time had passed since it had been cut

And then not much growth here but stull

Just the addition of a braid

And finally, hog hunt,

Where we’re blessed with this design where we can see time has passed because Techno’s hair is a lot longer compared to other times and I don’t just think it’s because he has it down in the last frame.

AND THE TOTEM SCENE! HIS WHOLE HEAD WAS RECONSTRUCTED BY THE TOTEM OH MY GOD!

In conclusion, SAD-ist supremacy.

OBSESSED with the symbolism in sad-ists dream design. mans really went from

^ this, from “the fall”

^ to this, from “dawn of the 16th”

to THIS, from “hog hunt”?

holy shit. the design changes, and what it represents, is STUNNING. i will not stop talking about this

[kateinator]

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#5

Aight I’m bored.

Dream SMP fans, if u were in the Syndicate, what would your Syndicate codename be???

So far the requirements seem to be

Connection to Greek Mythology

Relatively obscure

Connection to death (Protesilaus was the first to die at Troy, Lethe is a river in the Underworld, Harpocrates was a god who represents the reborn sun, etc)

So go Ham ig, put it in the tags or on the post.

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#4

PLAN G WALKED SO THE DESTRUCTION OF L’MANBURG COULD RUN

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#3

Earlier today I came to the horrifying realization that Achievement Hunter is simply the reverse/inverse Sleepy Bois I mean

SBI:

Small group

Hyper competent at Minecraft

Token American (Techno)

Skew young (Philza is the eldest at 33)

Lean towards modern pop culture

AH:

Fuckin huge group

TERRIBLE AT MINECRAFT

(Like wtf guys you’ve been playing the same game once a week for EIGHT YEARS)

Token Brit (Gavin)

Skew older (Jeremy is one of the youngest at 29)

Lean towards the most bizarre older pop culture

I’m just so scuffed about this

55 notes • Posted 2021-04-07 08:20:49 GMT

#2

All of SBI: yeah the dynamic isn’t canon here, it’s just Wilbur and Phil, there’s no other connection—

SAD-IST, drawing out the matching braids:

Anyways—

76 notes • Posted 2021-04-02 20:02:04 GMT

#1

In regards to the post I made about how Sleepy Bois Inc is the other side of the coin that is Achievement Hunter, I want all you AH/DSMP fans to consider a crossover with these two groups

I want Philza “hardcore survivalist” Minecraft and Techno “best PVPer” Blade to have to play/try to complete Minecraft with “how do I get wood” AH.

I want Philza to build a portal fifteen minutes into the video and turn around and realize that they’re still holding wooden swords. They don’t know how the piglin trading works because they never play anything later than like 1.12. They’ve spent the past twenty minutes talking about Randy Newman and bursting into song. Alfredo got lost about ten minutes ago. Someone find him.

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[doctorcanon]

Persona 5 Headcanons

Sometimes Akira just goes quiet. These moods can last for a few hours to a few days. The only two people in the group who really understand when he’s like this are Futaba and Ryuji who call it “going dark”.

Yoshida thinks Akira is too skinny and pale for a boy his age, so he always takes him to increasingly nicer places to eat after speeches.

You can tell when Akira, Ryuji and Yusuke have been hanging out because ALL THE FOOD IS GONE.

Akira has the World’s Greatest Poker Face, but he’s prone to snarking at people under his breath usually causing his friends to choke trying not to laugh.

Makoto is the queen of the silent treatment. 

Yusuke and Ryuji have similar taste in manga mostly because they never really had toys as kids. Likewise they both eat hunched over their plates like someone is going to steal their food.

Ann grew her hair out of spite. Shiho liked to braid it when they were in Middle School. She eventually got back into the habit to help with her dexterity after she was in the hospital.

Futaba listens to all kinds of music, from American Country and Rap to International techno. She never misses Eurovision. 

Likewise, Haru listens to quite a lot of heavy metal. 

[thescarletlibrarian]

2017 Miss Universe:  All the Weird of Hieronymus Bosch, but Fabulous and Feathery

If I can I’ll get back to the SAG awards, but Miss Universe national costume takes precedence over everything, including work.  Especially work.  I wait all year for this shitshow, and from last year’s...creations, you can see why.  Because I’ve always wanted to know what Hieronymus Bosch would have produced given the chance on Project Runway.

Angola came as a techno angel ice-queen, and its Miss is desperately trying to see past that headdress sliding down her face.  Should have included goggles.  Just completely cyber-ice-punked this whole thing out.

Joined by Brazil, the cyber-punk Black Parrot.  If someone had asked me to draw a picture of a “sparkly parrot dominatrix,” this is not what I would have come up with, but it’ll do.

Miss Bulgaria will be dropping the cans and pompoms and heading over to work at the Black Parrot dungeon later this evening. 

Malaysia brought the goggles.  Good lord.  

Aruba is torn between delight that she is allowed to wear flats for the first time in years, and vague concern that someone will kick the AC on too high and she’ll achieve lift-off.  

Australia, like Canada, the US, and a few other late-to-the-nation-thing-party players, usually ends up weird.  This year they opted to not even try (although I’m sure she’s supposed to represent the coral reefs and surf; whatever, this is a not-even-trying of a “national costume,” and that’s just fine).  In ever lineup there is a feather duster, and tonight that feather duster is Australia.  She has truly rolled the worst possible duster, though, because this is a buttcape feather duster, and that’s just wrong.  Also those sparkly tights look itchy.  But I’m allergic to pantyhose, so most tights look itchy.

Canada came in jammies.  That giant snowflake is a small price to pay for being able to wear jammies to this thing.

Czech Republic, also in nightwear, or loungewear.  Comfywear.  Is that a thing?  Now it’s a thing.  Central Europe always has a tricky decision, because their standard “folk” costumes are lovely, but their misses end up more “adorable” than “gorgeous” in them, so they try to come up with something sexy and it usually ends up either weird (like sexy schoolgirl meets blonde farm girl, braids and all) or kind of lame.

Are those gray flamingoes?  Are there GRAY, SPARKLY FLAMINGOES on Miss Bahamas?  Somebody feed those poor critters the pink shrimpy shit, they look like zombie flamingoes.  

Every year multiple birds converge upon the Miss Universe pageant.  I demand a faceoff between the Bahamian flamingoes and this Belizean parrot immediately.

I’m not sure what designer managed to put eyes allllllmost on Bolivia’s tatas, or what the hell is going on with this in general.  Neither is she.  She’s just manning that giant fan thing, and can I say kudos to her for doing so, because that takes a lot of work.

Are Chile’s dragons fighting or mating back there?  I can’t tell, and that worries me.  Also her, by her face.

China has pandas on her dress.  For god’s sake, China.  For a second I thought “hey, it was right around New Year’s, why not go with something about that,” and then I remembered it’s the year of the cock and they very wisely avoided the hell out of that.  

Miss Denmark is a Pretty, Pretty Princess, damn you all.

Miss Dominican Republic is cussing out all those stupid Disney princesses who had birds flittering around them all the time with no effort at all, while she has to hold her arms out with these damn mannequin things the whole time without looking weird.  

France looked to Moulin Rouge and associated cabarets for inspiration.  Supposedly.  I’m seeing some weird harem fantasies here, personally.

Germany knows.  Trust me, she knows.  And neatly carries off the Miss Most Desperate Hostage Eyes title of the evening.

“Look, the book opens up to a fairytale forest!”  Please, please, somebody help me.

OH, MY GOD, SWEDEN, YOUR MISS IS CARRYING A CUTOUT HORSE AS BIG AS SHE IS, WHAT IN THE ACTUAL HELL.

Myanmar also knows, in a demonstration of how the contestants are at the mercy of their design teams that I hope was intentionally ironic.

Guatemala has a warrior goddess thing going on here that I’m actually kind of okay with. 

Portugal is also auditioning for a job as one of Victoria Secret’s angels.  

Nicaragua, however, wins the feathers prize for “damn, commitment.”

I love Venezuela here, because she looks like a queen dispensing justice.  “Look, I’d love to grant you mercy, but ehhhhhhh...you’re an ass, so no.”

This is not the first time the US has come as America Thorsdottir, the bizarre lovechild of Thor and Captain America, but I hold out hope that it will be the last.  

Russia.  WHERE IS MY FIREBIRD.  Give me my firebird or give me boyarinas in kokoshniky.  Do not give me whatever the hell this is.

Poland, this is not what I meant by kokoshniky, or whatever the equivalent is in Polish.  Hot glueing plastic rhinestones to fabric-over-cardstock is not okay.  Nor is this half-assed cutesy folk embroidery attempt, that oh-so-carefully avoids being a full buttcape.  None of this is okay.

Um, Israel, I get your Garden of Eden thing here, although I’ve always seen it argued to be in Mesopotamia, not the Levant, but whatever...still, is the wholse snake-apple thing really the Eden takeaway you want?  And couldn’t you get a better fake snake?  That maybe isn’t a South American python?

Italy is a lower-class girl working her way up through courtesan ranks.  I can tell, because she’s got the messy hair.  If she’d been born wealthy, her hair would have been down, or braided all to hell with sparkly nets, or carefully pinned with some loose wisps, but messy hair means poor in costume dramas.  

I actually love Kazakhstan, who has a recognizable glamification of actual traditional costume going on.  Also she looks like she’s choosing someone from the audience for a ritual sacrifice and I’m all about that.

Kenya got through this with her dignity INTACT, and she knows it.  Well done, Kenya.

The Netherlands have never managed to get their Miss through with any amount of dignity, and this year is no exception.  Buttcape, windmill, and all.  

Nigeria, with dignity, glamor, and comfy bare feet.  She knows.  Oh, she knows. 

Come on, Mexico.  I love the vaquero look as a thing, but you can do it better than this.

Norway.  Go to your room and think about what you’ve done.  (Also seriously, if you were going to do Frozen, at least do Anna’s adorable little actually-traditional-ish costume.  Come on.)

Unless Romania is going for pseudo-Victorian hooker, I genuinely have no idea what is going on here.  Also I think that is a peplum on a cupped corset, and I will never unsee that.

Every year, the Slovak Republic turns out a prommy dress mimicking their famous to fiber nerds lace.  Without fail.  It is always layered, and always blue.  They have picked their schtick and they year they deviate from it the world as we know it will end.

Are those...soda bottles?  Like, polka dot soda bottles?  And then that giant trash bustle desperately clinging to poor Tanzania’s ass?  I’m so sorry, Miss Tanzania.  I’m so sorry.

Turkey recycled the structure and idea from last year to remind you THEY HAVE HISTORICAL ARTIFACTS THAT ARE IN DANGER, EVERYBODY.

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Your Brief And Far-Out Guide To Afrofuturism

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Your Brief And Far-Out Guide To Afrofuturism

“Time is that this really fluid factor. Now’s now, however the past has become and also the future too.”&nbsp

This is the way curator and anthropologist Niama Safia Sandy describes the main concept of Afrofuturism, a cultural aesthetic mixing aspects of sci-fi, magical realism and African history.

The artistic, musical and literary movement is frequently tracked to jazz composer and cosmic philosopher Sun Ra, who, attending college within the 1930s, were built with a hallucinatory experience of that they was kidnapped, introduced to planet Saturn and proven a prophetic future.

“My entire body altered into another thing. I saw through myself. And That I increased … I wasn’t in human form … I arrived on the planet which i recognized as Saturn … they teleported i and me was lower on [a] stage together. They wanted to talk to me. They’d one little antenna on every ear. Just a little antenna over each eye. They spoken in my experience.Inch

However the actual term Afrofuturism was initially utilized by critic Mark Dery in the 1994 essay “Black towards the Future,”&nbspwhich examined why there have been so couple of black sci-fi authors at that time, because of the genre’s inextricable links to another and existence around the margins.

“Can a residential area whose past continues to be deliberately applied out, and whose powers have subsequently been consumed by the quest for legible traces of their history, imagine possible futures?” Dery asks within the text.&nbsp”In addition, isn&rsquot the unreal estate for the future already of the technocrats, futurologists, streamliners, and hang designers — white-colored to some man — who’ve engineered our collective fantasies?”

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Afrofuturism is frequently considered like a cultural genre or style, a re-imagining of African tradition that projects techno-advanced options. However for Sandy, the movement is greater than a literary genre — it’s real existence.&nbsp”It&rsquos not only an ideological factor, it&rsquos how people live,” Sandy described towards the Huffington Publish. “Magical realism can be used to speak about literature from the other, literature from virtually everywhere except free airline. However I want to isn&rsquot only a literary genre, it&rsquos the way we comprehend the earth&nbsp– an ambulatory cosmology, the way we undertake the planet.Inch

Sandy describes how — with the lens of Afrofuturism — certain myths, signs, colors and feelings have grown to be like literary symbols to become decoded. How background and nature have grown to be texts to become construed.&nbsp”Becoming an adult, when we walked outdoors also it was sunny and out of the blue it began raining, to my mother, that will mean something,” she states. “It&rsquos this imbued in everything that you simply do. That’s something that’s been passed lower to all of us through generations through our ancestors.”

Within the last 2 yrs, Sandy continues to be curating an exhibit known as “Black Magic: AfroPasts/AfroFutures,” featuring multidisciplinary visual artists in the African Diaspora. Photographers just like a. Delphine Fawundu deconstruct ideas for example black femininity, exploring its relationship to memory and history in her own photographs, a few of which were photographed around the plantation where Nat Turner’s Rebellion happened. “There’s lots of searching back and searching forward happening within this work,” Sandy stated. “Celebrating individuals journeys whether or not they are intentional or forced journeys.”

Beyond Fawundu, artist like Roger Bonair-Agard contributed video installations and poems, like&nbsp”How the World Was Made — a Super Crown.” Bonair-Agard’s poem involves the standard West African character Anansi&nbsp–&nbspa spider, a god, along with a figure utilized in children’s fables told all over the diaspora. “Within the poem, he’s Anansi, finding out how to move from as being a spider to as being a person,” Sandy stated. “It connects these ideas in the folklore and tales we have developed with.”

Delphine Fawundu, Mende Lady around the Nat Turner Plantation, South Hampton, Veterans administration #8, 2014. In the photographer’s Deconstructing SHE series / ODDKINCREATE, THINK AHEAD, 2013 MIXED MEDIA

Within an exhibition statement, Sandy summarizes the essence from the exhibition, an enchanting conjuring of past and offer forces: “Intersections of history, present and future grounded within the magic which was already within the soil, in mid-air, handed down by our ancestors through breath, bonds, bloodstream, ritual well as we discovered the Atlantic many of these many occasions. We feature it around wheresoever we go — this abundant color, rhythm, swagger … Due to this, we hear and see magic in everything across water, space and time.”&nbsp

Awaiting her “Black Magic” exhibition, Sandy shared a few of her favorite authors, artists and musicians adding towards the Afrofuturist vision. Continue reading for any far-out summary of the ruling makers of black magic.&nbsp

Octavia Butler,&nbspauthor

“Who shall we be held? I’m a forty-seven-year-old author who are able to remember as being a ten-year-old author and who expects at some point to become an 80-year-old author. I’m also easily asocial — a hermit … A pessimist if I am not careful, a feminist, a Black, an old Baptist, an oil-and-water combination of ambition, laziness, insecurity, certainty, and drive.”

Books to see:&nbspKindred, Parable from the Sower, Fledgling

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American sci-fi author Octavia E. Butler (1947-2006).

Ytasha Womack, author

“Mainstream feminism may need a feeling of balance that Afrofuturism has around expression. Afrofuturism is extremely nonconformist and often I feel like mainstream feminism wants women to convey their liberation in very specific methods to particularly counter damaging narratives produced by men. Afrofuturism doesn&rsquot create towards anything. Consequently, women Afrofuturists can do what they need and just how that turns up is distinctively individual …&nbspSelf-expression in Afrofuturism isn’t about making a statement, it’s about being.“

Book to see:&nbspAfrofuturism: The field of Black Sci-Fi and Fantasy Culture

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Steven Barnes, author

“His mate Lamiya lay sunning around the hardwood deck using their kids, Aliyah and Azinza. Lamiya herself was descended in the Afar people around the shore of Lake Abbe in Old Djibouti. Just one aged servant, Yohela, had supported her about this trip, yet her hair, braided and beaded in to the intricate patterns usual for the Afar, never bore exactly the same configuration 2 days consecutively. 4 years Kai’s senior, Lamiya is at both face and make up the most stylishly sensual lady Kai had seen, and that he had admired her since childhood.” -from Zulu Heart

Books to see: Lion’s Bloodstream, Zulu Heart

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Nnedi Okorafor, author

“I&rsquove always had difficulty covering space. I’m greatly an earthling. I don&rsquot see myself ever departing the earth as i am alive (I might become more adventurous once i die, heh). There’s a lot yet to uncover (and connect) on the planet, why look elsewhere? And my spiritual beliefs and also the systems of magic I&rsquom drawn to are earth-based, born and rooted deep within the soil. They aren’t within the ‘heavens.’ Also, after i talk about something, I must get and feel near to the subject. Irrrve never feel near to &ldquospace&rdquo, no matter how much research I do.“

Book to see:&nbspWho Fears Dying

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Maryse Cond&eacute, author&nbsp

“Paradise isn’t for me personally, I imagine an afterlife where we are able to express all of the feelings and needs we’ve needed to stifle during our lifetime: an afterlife where we’d be free finally to become ourselves. Since I had been little, I&rsquove wondered when the Christian religion isn’t a white-colored-folks religion designed for white-colored-folks, whether or not this&rsquos suitable for us who’ve African bloodstream within our veins.” -from&nbspWindward Heights&nbsp

Books to see:&nbspWindward Heights, Segu

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Ellen Gallagher, artist

“The main one area that is sensible to speak about race within my jobs are my concept of the subjective. Many people can stand before my work not getting any relationship into it, yet others can see the twelve signs, making cohesive readings according to either the formal or subjective characteristics they see. Whenever you make something, you permit yourself readings which are sometimes mistaken. Being an artist I&rsquom creating fiction on the top of the existing readability. It&rsquos that which you spoken about doing whenever you were a child with Colorforms or things i did like a kid, stapling layers of paper costumes onto my dolls, that improvisational layering, implying call and response. It&rsquos not about audience. There&rsquos a friction between your material made to be highjacked. It’s improvisational to create another readability through blindness, through a private act on hand with imagination.”

See much more of her work here.

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Artist Ellen Gallagher in the Institute Of Recent Art.

Underdog, artist

“My work is simply a method to recontextualize and stretch a persons eye.&nbspI flirt with images and produce them in to the ‘now chapter’ of reaffirming and envisioning ourselves.&nbspI would like to break peoples hearts and reassemble them in a single image.”

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Cyrus Kabiru, artist

“Becoming an artist, for me personally, was which i would be a digital rebel — I had been a little rude to everybody. I don&rsquot care. I don&rsquot follow what individuals want — I follow things i want. I don&rsquot enjoy people. I wish to go my very own way. And So I try everything the alternative to other people, plus they feel this person is a little a digital rebel. After I would be a young boy, grownups thought I had been a poor example. They accustomed to tell their children, ‘Work hard. Should you won&rsquot strive, you&rsquoll end up like Cyrus.’ I had been completely different. I had been forever in the house, doing art, painting and making sculptures, with no one understood things i was doing. I didn&rsquot study, I used shaggy clothes. For them it had been a little weird. I didn&rsquot know Sunday, I didn&rsquot know Monday, I didn&rsquot know.&nbspIn Africa, we live in a package.” 

See much more of his work here.

Thanks to the artist and SMAC Gallery

Cyrus Kabiru

Lina Viktor, artist

“I&rsquove been obsessive about gold. I believe humanity in general happens to be obsessive about gold. It&rsquos been valued and revered and sacred. It&rsquos a kind of commerce now. I&rsquom some an astrophysics nerd I truly love stuff concerning the world and researching the foundation of metals. I understand that gold, for instance, is made of the dying of the star — a supernova. So essentially, all of the gold which has have you been found on the planet today are only able to easily fit in three Olympic-sized pools. It&rsquos really a percentage — it&rsquos a really scarce resource, hence why, I&rsquom sure, it’s a lot value. However I think there’s something a lot more implicit in the need for gold — if you notice gold, real gold, it features a kind of emotional quotient into it that you could&rsquot really get if you use fake gold. There’s an emotional reaction when people see real gold.“

See much more of her work here.

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Lina Viktor

Sun Ra, composer, poet, philosopher

&ldquoI&rsquom a fantasy, I&rsquom exactly like you. You don&rsquot appear in this society. Should you did, your people wouldn&rsquot be seeking equal legal rights.&nbspYou&rsquore a fantasy. Should you be, you&rsquod possess some status one of the nations around the globe. I don’t come your way like a reality, I come your way like a myth because that&rsquos what black individuals are: myths. I originate from an aspiration the black man imagined lengthy ago.&nbspI&rsquom really a name delivered to you against your ancestors.&rdquo -From&nbspSpace is where

Books to see:&nbspThe Earth Is Condemned

Janelle Mon&aacutee, music performer

“I am a cybergirl with no face a heart or perhaps a mind /&nbsp(an item from the man, I am an item from the man) /&nbspI’m a saviour with no race (with no face).” -from “Purple Stars Happy Hunting“

Albums: “The ArchAndroid,” “The Electrical Lady”

Ibeyi, musicians

“Carry away my dead leaves Allow me to baptize my soul with the aid of your waters Sink my pains and complains Allow the river bring them, river drown them My ego and my blame Allow me to baptize my soul with the aid of your waters Individuals old means, so ashamed Allow the river bring them, river drown them” -from “River”

Albums: “Ibeyi”

Blitz The Ambassador, music performer

“I have always felt hip-hop like a culture has not really yet accepted its worldwide roots.&nbspThe more I traveled, the greater I recognized that you have a specific role that I have to be playing, which role is all about bridging gaps and expanding the culture that I have been so fortunate enough to take part in. That’s why I went with the Ambassador.“

Albums: “Soul Digital rebel,” “Diasporadical”

“Black Magic: AfroPasts/AfroFutures,” curated by Niama Safia Sandy,&nbspruns from April 24 until May 22, 2016 at Corridor Gallery in Brooklyn, New You are able to.

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