soooo eeepy rn but would be funny if i made a fic kim has a quarter life crisis on the gym mate while toils in g with chay!! kim was trying to teach chay to self defense when chay looked at kim in a way that made kim's heart stop and immediately he was like "fuck this guy is way too dangerous for me" and immediately pins chay head first into the mat because he cannot confront the mortifying ordeal of Being Known and possibly perceived well and being the object of someone's affection!!! would be a silly funny idea that ends up with kim fucking chay into the mat, i think that's soooo funnnn!!
12 notes
·
View notes
"Tell your favorite creators that you like their work, people usually enjoy things silently, but hate tends to be loud"
This is a phrase I just heard from Dnd shorts that captures perfectly why I often try to make the effort of commenting on posts and telling people that I enjoy their work and why
Even to small creators, I advice everyone to make the extra effort to tell them, I can guarantee it makes all the difference in the world, it's not cringy or obnoxious, it'll just brighten someone's day
7K notes
·
View notes
I do think Blazing Saddles handled its one depiction of native americans very poorly, and the full extent of its representation of chinese workers on the railroad is they were literally just there. not even one single speaking line. unclear if this is worse or better than the redface.
it's fucking phenomenal at lampooning antiblack racism though. extremely blatant, extremely funny satire, which is constantly and loudly saying "racism is the philosophy of the terminally stupid at best and morally depraved at worst, and we should all be pointing and laughing at them 24/7"
plus the main character is a heroic black man who has to navigate a whole lot of bullshit but is constantly smirking at the extraordinarily stupid racists and inviting the audience into the joke. the one heroic white character is a guy who was suicidally depressed until he met the protagonist and they just instantly became buds, and he's firmly in a supporting role the whole time and happy to be there. the protagonist saves the day with the help of his black friends from the railroad, and uses the position of power he was given to uplift not only those friends, but all the railroad workers of other minorities too, in an explicit show of solidarity.
anyone saying "Blazing Saddles is racist" had better be talking about its treatment of non-black minorities. it had better not be such superficial takes as "oh but they say the n-word all the time" or "they have nazis and the kkk in there!" because goddamn if that's the full extent of your critique I very seriously suggest you read up on media analysis. there is too much going over your head, you need to learn to recognize satire.
967 notes
·
View notes
so yamujiburo is doing a DTIYS and I've been itching for an excuse to do pixel art...
2K notes
·
View notes
"Of course this is what you are. Callous, aimless, manipulative."
Have a sif painting. Because I really wanted to try and paint for once. Acrylics are nice to play with actually !
So now, I have a spooky boi on my bedroom wall, judging me, ready to strike. They're staring right now.
So Yeah! This was a blast to paint! Even though I focused on that and did nothing else for 5 hours straight to finish it, resulting in, well. Big eepy! It took around 6+ hours to paint so I'm quite happy, and will probably do that again.
Alright, buy bye, have a flat colored one for the road !
839 notes
·
View notes
This was the kiss he’d been waiting for. It was a gunshot. It was prairie fire. It was the spin of Makker’s Wheel. Jesper felt the pounding of his heart—or was it Wylan’s?—like a stampede in his chest, and the only thought in his head was a happy, startled, Oh.
Please do not use, edit, or repost my art without permission.
4K notes
·
View notes
Moon-kissed child of Hircine: / Accept mine proffered blessing do / So thou wilt never flee or rue. / From faun to fear-bringer, / Nadir to night-singer / Even the odds and return those who huntest thou to basest parts / Hearts and all.
My Skyrim Dragonborn, Vakna True-Thunder shortly after turning an unlucky band of highwaymen into a three-course meal. Wanted to make an illustration alluding to her history with lycanthropy and the Daedric Prince of Prey over the course of a decade. After all, where is the sport in hunting an unarmed prisoner on the run--a young messenger for the Jarl of Windhelm himself who had yet to see even her sixteenth winter? The pursuing Dominion jailers and hounds never had any intention of playing fair, blood moon or not, so Hircine offered the desperate girl the power to even these odds and make his forest a proper hunting ground once more. And in years since, she has certainly never let this power go to waste.
2K notes
·
View notes