#imagine it not existing anywhere

[araraito]

Kuroshitsuji book of circus ost is mostly gone from the youtube...

[puppyeared]

just realized i forgot to make a page for sleight on my artfight, so i decided to update his ref while im at it

[lemongogo]

can i ask.how u guys practice ur creativity <3 how u practice ur imagination or like.. how u experiment with ur art, how u come to ideas and how u develop them.<3 pretty please <3

[moondyad]

sometimes i scroll all the way over to that "news" section on my phone and see random articles recommended to me by google. today i was met with this article:

(you don't have to read it or give it any traction, it doesn't deserve that. it's simply here for context)

confused by the title, i was hooked into reading it. but the conclusion was simply, "My Lady Jane almost got as many renewal signatures as The Acolyte got, so the fans who did sign the petition are a vocal minority." and then went on to say this:

and i went "oh". these questions told me everything i needed to know about the author, he was a cis white guy. i scrolled to the end and sure enough, i was right. it really pisses me off when people are so entitled that they think something is just for them and should never branch out into appealing to other demographics. watching a cis white man protagonist in a movie or series never bothered me, why does it bother a cis white man when that situation is reversed, unless it comes down to bigotry?

forgotten what they are? the original trilogy was anti-war messaging and influenced heavily by a Japanese film, The Hidden Fortress. like frankly, shut the hell up. i'm so sorry that you got 7 (the new one making it 8) movies and ~7 series where a protagonist was a cis man who you could relate to. why is it so wrong to have media be "something for everyone" without the implicit reason being to alienate poc, lgbtq, or other minorities from your fandom.

yes, there is this almost weird corporate pandering where minorities get shoved in a role to be the "token", we generally don't like that shit either. we don't want half-baked representation. having a black woman protagonist just... being on the screen, is not "woke" corporate pandering!! what do you do if you pass a black woman on the street? scream, cry, throw a fit? i'm sorry to tell you that people exist?

i know this fandom is full of older white men, but i am continually surprised by the general narrow-mindedness and lack of media literacy that is so prevalent among them. when they willfully ignore the more progressive messaging of the original movies, it's like the alt-right manosphere space using The Matrix as a "stop being a societal sheep" metaphor when the directors and writers of the movie were two trans women who intended for the movie to be a metaphor for transformation. i won't say transness explicitly, because both of them were closeted at the time of making it and admit they only knew how to depict that in the form of their character, Switch, who was a trans allegory.

i for one was left with more questions than answers at the end of The Acolyte. i am a very lore-focused individual and tend to dissect things with the culmination of the information i know. but i did not hate the show. the characterization didn't have enough time to breathe for decisions to have felt earned, and just in general the pacing was quite fast. the newer concepts like heavily grey characters and Osha/Mae being the same person were very exciting to me, and i had hoped to learn more about Qimir in the next season. now i'll never get that chance.

if criticisms of the show stuck to the fast pacing or plot holes, we wouldn't be having this discussion. i like to think that one day these older fans will recognize the irony of their stances, but it might just be wishful thinking.

[thunderheadfred]

Ironic that I don’t know if I’ll even be able to get to the new Beetlejuice movie while it’s in theaters, considering I used to watch the original on a constant loop for comfort during some of the craziest years of my life, and I was probably one of the most obnoxious movie canon fans on the whole wide internet back then

🤷‍♀️

[m00ngbin]

I swear to god there's a picture of the layout of seasoning city somewhere and I need it so badly right this second

[recitedemise]

𝗚𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗻𝘆 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝘆. For him, the feeling of the latter—striking, palpable, entirely all-body—is addictive. It feels the most potent, singing through his body in a manner that thrills, and after calling down lightning in a flash of blue, its the fragrance of a storm that he's proud to wear. It makes his nerves feel alive. His every muscle feels wired. In a way, life's at its brightest when he plays with lightning, and mad in his eyes and wild in his hair, there's no element that comes close to besting it.

That said, however, it is necromancy that he's grown most adept in. Unfortunately, his relationship with it isn't half as kind as it is with lightning. Rotting from the inside, skin cracking nastily, Gale had grown desperate to control the orb. Because he's dying, he thought it best to study dying, poring himself endlessly in necromantic textbooks and experimenting (unsuccessfully) on his blight-gotten wounds. To note, necromancy itself isn't inherently evil. For example, it doesn't mean you support the raising of the dead. Rather, it's a study that's neutral just as any other, and as a study on forces from both death to life, Gale, with urgency, obsessively learned. With his year in solitude, it is feverishly that he took to necromancy. Somatically and verbally, his aptitude for the field is practically bar-none, and after Elminster helped tame the orb, the breadth of his studies comes to fruition. It isn't his favorite field, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't thoroughly enjoy it. It works well, anyway, considering his leaning for lightning; with necromancy chilling him, those violent bolts warm.

[void-chara]

ohh so itz one of Those days for me today huh.

[nebulouscoffee]

Me, attending the latest in a ridiculous number of funerals this year in the place of a childhood friend who couldn't be there, watching the lifeless body of an old lady who used to make me snacks in the kitchen when I was a kid be carted away forever while my friend's mother cries and tells me she's grateful I could be there because it felt like having the support of her own daughter, hugging her and talking reassuringly and not processing a single one of these emotions: ... I am going to write soooo much fanfiction about this

[taralen]

wowee 😭

I'm in the process of answering the ASKS in order. I'm having a lot of fun so far! It keeps me motivated and helps get the juices going so I can actually work on proper art again.

I've also received some really nice tags on some of my posts, and I, um... You guys are too much. You're going to make this old bastard cry.

The amount of compassion I've received is astounding. GOD, what I'd give to have this kind of kindness earlier in my life. Maybe I wouldn't have turned out to be such a sour, black-hearted SoB.

It is true, though. BTW, I REALLY DO LIVE IN A DUMP. Please, for the love of GOD someone take me out of this TRASH ZONE. I hate that I relate to Spamton this way. HOLY #%^&.

WARNING: RAGE RANT BELOW

Do I mean a literal dump? UH, depends on who you ask. It's not MY junk, though, and that's the worst part. If it were mine, then at least I'd be able to toss it?!

Well, how should I put it? The house I live in has become a DUMP for everyone BUT me! All this stuff that's not mine, just DUMPED into this house. It's aggravating, and every time I want to get rid of this stuff, I get told, "That's not yours."

It's like #$%^ING HELL. You don't use it. You barely see it. WHY DO WE STILL HAVE IT. GET IT OUT. TOSS IT. Why can't I toss it? IT'S TRASH, AND YOU KNOW IT. I haven't been inside my garage in OVER A (*&)ING YEAR. A YEAR. There are NASTY Things in there I swear you need a HAZMAT SUIT. I AM not KIDDING [[tumblr]] IT IS THAT BAD. I am NOT making any of this up. EVERY DAY IS MISERY.

I've been advised by friends to just toss or sell things without anyone knowing, but you know, in a hoarder situation, it makes things worse!

Do you know how UTTERLY defeating this is? I WISH I could just throw it all in the [[REAL]] trash, but I can't without fearing my OWN stuff getting tossed. Oh yes, MY STUFF, that is worth THOUSANDS OF KROMER at this point. Stuff I take care of... Stuff that has value! I am a cOLLECTor, NOT A HOARDER! I have TREASURES! Hell, I get rid of them sometimes, too... TO OTHER COLLECTORS.

YOU WANT TO LUMP IT TOGETHER WITH THAT TRASH YOU PICKED UP FROM THE STREET? ARE YOU #$%^*ING @#($&ING ME RIGHT NOW. ARE YOU? ARE YOU?!

HAAAHEAHEAHEAHEAEHAAHEAHEA VERY $#**ING FUNNY. VERY........

UH. Haha... So yeah! That's my living situation. It's um.. PRETTY BAD!

I told my therapist all this crap and he said, "Goodness. There is a lot on your plate that's out of your control. The hoarding situation on your [[family's]] part is not helping."

OH, DON'T I KNOW IT.

Can I just get a legit BIG SHOT to get me the *&^# out. PLEASE? HEAVEN ARE YOU LISTENING? HAHAHAAH

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

The Daily Mail is full of shit always and I rarely give them clicks because they are nothing but clickbait but unfortunately this is an unintentionally hilarious bit of innuendo that made me chuckle 💀

Also: don’t believe anything they actually say they’re just comedians lmao

[lwieserce]

i declined that venice trip with one of my sisters right cause i think its way too out of my budget for now and i am going to be childless and rich as hell in the future anyways so i will go there eventually. Right. But now my other sister declared that she is taking me to wrocław and well taht would be a way different scope of costs but there is a certain divide between them on well A lot of things but one of them is competing for my love because i am the youngest and a star and the golden child by the mere fact of existing. And i unfortunately do get along WAYYYY better with the latter sister🥸

[heart-in-shambles]

One of these days Imma write a Opla!Buggy/Anime!Buggy/reader fic. Not today but maybe one day

[sodrippy]

i love alternate universes where they only change a few small things here and there, because its mostly just funny quirks with the specific purpose of making a world thats almost-but-not-quite home, like changing the name of popular apps, or fashion or customary greetings, but my favourite has to be the decision to have a world where everyone writes on clear laminate sheets. aesthetically superb but practically horrid. 10/10 choice.

[bamboozled-distress]

every time I see people hate on Barbara because apparently her whole character has been simplified to just be a love interest for dick because they like him and kori more, all I think is that audio thing where it’s like “you are a GIRL why are you hating like a MAN”

[pageofheartdj]

Partly inspired by that possession post xD I mean, I was already playing with Technodrome!Donnie idea a lot xD

But seriously, it’s such an angst gold mine!! Technodrome particles that stayed in Donnie’s shell and fell dormant, so they weren’t detected by Donnie’s tech and their mystic nullifying powers didn’t allow mystic spells to detect them.

The brother is dead, the sister is locked away in human realm(no longer needed, a threat, an intruder) and the prime is locked away in prison dimenstion with all the dead technodromes and krangs.

Technodrome’s body and flash are destroyed... almost. The last bits gained some energy back and started merging with Donnie, not a conscious being, not really. A living machine that wants to be rebuilt. A machine that gained just a bit of sapience by merging with a very eager mind that sponges everything new, everything that Technodrome can offer.

They(it and he) find the bits of techndrome that are still salvageable. They build a new battle shell. They are more aware of themselves now, of who they are(of what halves they are made from), of what they want.

They are evolution. The progress can’t be stopped.