#disruptive because pretty

[cinderellaheist]

The Rector's Garden, Queen of the Lilies (1877) by John Atkinson Grimshaw

[starsifter]

I hear you're doing requests, so I come to ask you please consider my mlp oc?

They're so pretty! Hope this doodle does them justice

[milliesnotes]

“Tom and Aiden are hypocrites cause they said they voted Ellie out for game strategy when it was actually personal!”

Explain to me how voting off the person on your team that made an alliance outside of your team to overtake the game and cause infighting within teams isn’t strategy

[orionsangel86]

Okay here we go. An attempt was made.

For days 1 and 2 of Sandtober2023 "Dream and Nightmare" in watercolours and fine pen. A redraw of that one cover from Nightmare Country that is so awesome.

[glitterslag]

You just know they'd pair eddie with chrissy on the seating plan cause he's the noisy, disruptive kid and she's this studious, good as gold type. And Eddie's sitting there thinking big mistake, O'Donnell. Like is this supposed to be a punishment?????? Is this supposed to make him talk less????????

[the-witchhunter]

Hi! I really love hopepunk battle jackets with environmental messages, but I've heard some people say that hopepunk isn't really punk? What do you think?

Okay, to preface this, I’m mostly talking out of my ass on this, so anything I say take with a grain of salt

But my understanding is hopepunk is a subgenre of speculative fiction. The term was coined on tumblr and was a reaction to grimdark fiction. The focus on radical kindness, fighting for radical change, and collective action is all pretty punk. That’s why it has the suffix punk, using hope to disrupt the system

So it’s punk in the sense steampunk, solar punk, cyberpunk are punk. It’s speculative and has a focus on disrupting the system. It’s an intellectual movement, and rebellion starts in the mind, so that’s pretty punk

But it’s not punk in the same way hardcore punk, queercore, riot grrrl, or folk punk are punk, as in offshoots of the punk subculture. Punk is a music based subculture, it’s a big part of the culture, it’s a way we connect with others. Punk is the community, it’s every person in the pit with you and it’s sitting in a Denny’s at 3 am with your friends after a show. Punk is rebellion, a fight against the oppressive system and the boot on our neck

So to summarize: kinda? In a lot of ways we’re talking about two different things. Punk as an intellectual movement and punk as a subculture. They aren’t something that contradict each other so something can be both, but it’s a lot like asking if cyberpunk is punk

That being said it’s your jacket so do what you want with it. It’s not like trying to save the planet contradicts punk. Radical kindness meshes well with punk beliefs, so it’s really whatever. Hopepunk is an intellectual movement but that doesn’t mean it can’t also be punk

[chaos-wanderer]

vulcans are autistic send tweet

[atomicsuperrobot]

Rereading again, and it's really interesting to note just how different the early art style is from the later style- and especially from the anime itself. With the manga, you can at least see where things came from; in the anime, it's a fairly radical departure that is only barely recognizable as what it's meant to be, at least in regards to Joker himself, specifically.

The early manga has lots of sharp points and angles, creating a character that, even if he behaves in largely similar ways, still feels almost entirely different from his animated counterpart. No wonder I was so put off by the anime's designs, originally- and that I had gotten the impression that he was older than he actually wound up being, or was type-cast as. Funny how I now largely prefer his anime design and personality, even if it's altogether not that different!

Fun fact, when I first started reading, before I had started watching the anime (and even for a bit after I had started), the voice I had for Joker in my head was the same as Kaito's, from Magic Kaito- which, as far as anime goes, would be from Detective Conan and Magic Kaito 1412, specifically. Even if he seemed older, at least in looks, in my head he very much still read as a bratty teenager, it would seem.

[orangetintedglasses]

( me: stop comparing plantsong to the hummed transistor tracks brain: I am physically incapable of performing this action )

[always-a-joyful-note]

Okay but about that new Alien Stage thing....I know this is a tired and true cliche that is pretty popular with most modern metafiction but, like....I'm unironically asking. What if we're the aliens observing these characters like they're our pets?

[angels444yuri]

i think i should start putting together my own classical music playlists because finding the right one to listen to in the shower is the struggle of all time

[fantastic-mr-corvid]

[Belated] Wip Wednesday!

you know my life is hectic when notes ap fics while im waiting for the bus make a comeback. anyway Tesoro is being a weirdly sweet manipulative cunt<3 i need to write one of the many times Celia fucks up everyone lives shes looking to pity-able. this is notes app writing so no editing or rereading [except for the beginning with whos speaking] just stream of thoughts- i already know many places i will sit down and improve when i have time

[Tesoro] Do you know who Amelia reminds me of?

[Celia laughs] It's obvious, isn't it?

[Tesoro, dead serious] She reminds me of you.

[Celia, at the same time] Of Elen-

Seeing Celia freeze in shock, a cruel part of him was glad, to be assured that with just a few words he could still metaphorically lay Celia bare, strip away all of the stone walls and bravado, and leave behind a scared child, even after all these years.

Golden eyes were wide, the white fully surrounding. Bright pupils were growing larger, threatening to drown out the narrowing ring of gold.

Its a secret so few know that those pinpricks growing to even half the size of a normal pupil is an indicator of true fear, whereas the usual pinpricks is normal. To those who knew her younger, they think it just changed over time to be smaller, but the truth is she's in many ways conquered her old fears, and those that have taken their place are a slow constant fear, about larger factors. Celia doesn't worry that she will get physically attacked from any side. these days, its the era of mind games instead.

It was always interesting, Celias eyes. More normal than black in place of white, but those metallic eyes and bright pinprick pupils were unsettling to him even more. At first glance, human, second, anything but. Celia- of heaven, according to some old Latin books, derived from a surname meaning the same.

It was easy to see her as something other, even holy, but no benevolent god could create a soldier like her. Those who called her brother an angel were just as misguided, but the veneer of kindness and comfort that made it easy to ignore Cecios' terrifying power over people and see him as holy was lacking in his sister, who they viewed with fear, no seemingly benevolent and gracious angel but an awesome- in the most classical sense of the word- leader of man, set apart from the rest with an unsettling aura of difference. A far cry from the little girl Amelia so reminds him of. Elena was the seemingly godlike one, inspiring awe and fear, then. Celia was just another scrapper desperate to prove her worth in the eyes of her peer, and oh, how desperate she was.

It's the most likely reason why, why he can disable her like this, bypass years of walls. Because he was there before those walls became impenetrable, before she stepped up and shut everyone else out. Some lingering memories of him as her superior, in their childish hierarchy, instincts to listen to him, still dormant inside her.

For every time she learned to put up a higher and stronger wall, he had learned how to bring it crashing down.

It's the same cruel part of him that whispers it, but she truly is his greatest success, rising from the bottom to new heights - all with him by her side advising her.

[blueish-bird]

sorry if I don’t remember your name or conversations/experiences or basic things about myself, every few weeks my brain gets factory reset and I have to relearn how to be alive

[transingthoseformers]

My take is that the SG and normalverse bots were actually born the same color, and got different paintjobs because they have different tastes. It's like wearing clothes. Maybe the same about the optics in continuities with more diverse optic/biolight colors or where they can be changed? Or maybe the SGs just were born with different optic/light colors to distinguish them?

Neither's canon colors are necessarily their birth colors, though that can be the case sometimes (ex. Shockwave would have been born purple because he'd think painting himself would be illogical/wasteful/pointless, and Megatron was propably born grey because he's a mass-produced cold-construct and Terminus was also grey).

Oh now that's cool as hell!

We exactly see mecha changing their paintjobs in several continuities, so it makes sense. Plus, I mean same goes for optics (think tfp Megatronus > Megatron, tfa wasp in the flashbacks and in present day, have I mentioned before that sometimes the rid15 mecha's optics change color with their scanned camo paintjobs?) so we can always roll with that

Birth colors is a whole ass scenario because there's just. So much room for fun there.

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

Perverse intrusive thoughts manifesting themselves in dreams is the actual worst.

[oberon-king-of-the-cherries]

Man, Chloe has been having such bizarre bathroom habits this year and it’s really frustrating to have no answers.

The vet no longer things she’s been having utis, and it’s actually cystitis. She’s been prescribed anti-inflammatory/pain relief and a special dietary food. She seemed to be doing okay since, until today, when she had a 15 minute episode in the bathroom. Pooped outside the box, got in it and peed a tiny amount, then got out and pooped outside the box again, all the while meowing in distress and scratching the rug and subsequent puppy pad I put down. It’s really awful to hear her in such pain.