#love curiosity

[inkskinned]

this is just my opinion but i think any good media needs obsession behind it. it needs passion, the kind of passion that's no longer "gentle scented candle" and is now "oh shit the house caught on fire". it needs a creator that's biting the floorboards and gnawing the story off their skin. creators are supposed to be wild animals. they are supposed to want to tell a story with the ferocity of eating a good stone fruit while standing over the sink. the same protective, strange instinct as being 7 and making mud potions in pink teacups: you gotta get weird with it.

good media needs unhinged, googling-at-midnight kind of energy. it needs "what kind of seams are invented on this planet" energy and "im just gonna trust the audience to roll with me about this" energy. it needs one person (at least) screaming into the void with so much drive and energy that it forces the story to be real.

sometimes people are baffled when fanfic has some stunning jaw-dropping tattoo-it-on-you lines. and i'm like - well, i don't go here, but that makes sense to me. of fucking course people who have this amount of passion are going to create something good. they moved from a place of genuine love and enjoyment.

so yeah, duh! saturday cartoons have banger lines. random street art is sometimes the most precious heart-wrenching shit you've ever seen. someone singing on tiktok ends up creating your next favorite song. youtubers are giving us 5 hours of carefully researched content. all of this is the impossible equation to latestage capitalism. like, you can't force something to be good. AI cannot make it good. no amount of focus-group testing or market research. what makes a story worth listening to is that someone cares so much about telling it - through dance, art, music, whatever it takes - that they are just a little unhinged about it.

one time my friend told me he stayed up all night researching how many ways there are to peel an orange. he wrote me a poem that made me cry on public transportation. the love came through it like pith, you know? the words all came apart in my hands. it tasted like breakfast.

[fesenmoon]

no fucking way

[chloesimaginationthings]

Vanessa TOTALLY got those Tapes for the FNAF lore..

[mild-and-hammered]

The thing about Superbat is: at least Clark looks like he’s normal about Bruce. But he isn’t.

Bruce is weird about Clark all over his gothic mansion like a character in a novel. He is, at any given time, one slip away from gazing at his picture in a locket.

Batman is weird about Kal El all over the Batcave. He studies his blood, runs tests, asks questions, kisses his lips. Tries to determine if Kal El’s teeth are like regular or if he’s got extra set like a shark. Kisses his lips. Kisses his lips. Kisses his lips. He’s got a pet alien and he’s very fond of him (kisses his lips again).

Clark does a great job of seeming normal about Bruce. They go on regular dates where Clark makes cheerful conversation at the dinner table while Bruce presents him with armfuls of sunflowers.

Kal El does NOT do a good job of being normal about Batman.

He knows Bruce’s heartbeat, his safe blood pressure range, his average breath rate, that his body temperature runs two-tenths of a degree lower than what is considered normal. He sets enrichment up for his pet detective. Mystery novels fed to his beloved, brain teasers, crosswords, unsolved cases. He brings Batman to the fortress of solitude to watch him lose himself in Kryptonian mechanisms and data. Kal El draws his symbol in blue ink over Bruce’s heart so his detective can wear his symbol, if only until it washes away.

The basis of their relationship is they’re deeply abnormal people who love each other very much and also want to put one another under a microscope.

[braindos]

tgaa + moomin

[cherubchoirs]

a small question of faith (suspended, for a walk)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

An unbothered queen has entered, and subsequently left.

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[annamationsart]

everyone loves talking about little jon in correlation to mr. spider but no one ever talks about how insufferable this kid was. i wouldn’t wish sitting next to him in class upon my worst enemy

[quelanalalesbiana]

Art of Falin and Marcille from Delicious in Dungeon, Vol. 3 Ch. 17: Raspberries by Ryoko Kui, 2016 (trans. 2017)

(photos taken from print by me)

[linkedin-offficial]

to be fair, i wouldnt buy that someone was doing laundry at 3am either

[pocketgalaxies]

I'm alive because they made me alive. It's the connections that I made with all of them, and it's a feeling of joy. I'm happy to do this. (insp. via @igotublue)

[esmeislewd]

Ancient vampires forgetting that humans actually gain weight when you feed them on a diet of almost nothing but cake because they enjoy sweeter blood and getting awfully surprised when their favourite cattle waddles into their quarters after sunset unable to fit into their clothes anymore.

[goodtimeswithgrian]

local dungeon master overwhelmed by the love people have for his murder dungeon, already making notes for another murder dungeon

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

i think i need a lobotomy

[towards-toramunda]

back on my bullshit (twirling my hair, blushing, giggling)