#musings on hope

[metamorphesque]

"The God of Small Things", Arundhati Roy

[buggachat]

something so fucked up about Chat Noir’s whole deal is that he is in a lot of ways Adrien playing a character. Like Adrien picked up his miraculous and was told he’d be a superhero so he was like “ok, time to act like a superhero!” and he lets himself have fun w it and play up the role and let loose and kind of just allow himself to be silly and goofy and have fun and for once in his life not care about performing Perfection™.

But. But none of the other characters KNOW THAT. So everyone just sees Chat Noir and is like “look at this guy’s ego. He’s so full of himself. Surely it’d be fair to knock him down a few pegs” without being aware of how few pegs he actually HAS. He’s like the “insecure character who overcompensates in ego” trope except he’s really not doing it unironically, he’s just having a fun LARP pretending to have self worth in his off-hours but nobody else is on the same page about it being a game and he refuses to tell them. He just dramatically pouts about it and lets them laugh and pretends like he’s not internalizing it and it is almost 3 am and my brain forced me to write this instead of sleeping I’m gonna take a melatonin

[nothatsmi]

The Foxhole Court - but literally the building

"The first room was a lounge. Three chairs and two couches took up most of the space, forming a semicircle around an entertainment center. The TV was obscenely large, and Neil couldn't wait to watch a game on it. Posted above the TV on the wall was a list of sports and news channels. The rest of the walls were covered in photographs." - The Foxhole Court, Chapter three

I wanted to draw a scene that happened in the lounge, so I drew a quick depiction of the place (according to me). It was all from memory so I didn't get the "above the TV" part right (or the "three chairs" one), but actually i dont give a shit cause that's still how i decide to picture it.

Also here's a quick plan of the thing:

You can now try to guess which lounge scene I'm gonna draw.

[contactlessdrivethru]

there is something unique and deeply special about monkey d luffy as a protagonist. he’s overwhelmingly ADORED by the fandom. he’s consistently the most or at least top 3 most popular characters in the whole series. peoples takes about him are gushingly positive. and that’s… really uncommon.

a LOT of fandoms i’ve witnessed or been in have a tendency to favor characters other than the main character. especially in anime. the main characters are often written as a blank slate for readers/watchers to project onto, but that makes them not as interesting and so they don’t get the fan attention.

but luffy is so far from that. and he’s ALWAYS been this way. we love him so much. he’s the heart of the story and the heart of the fandom in every single way. and i think that speaks to how well-written he is as a character. he’s fun and charming and complex and interesting and he makes us laugh and cry and cheer and hope and love. he’s able to inspire so much joy in people, both in his world but also in this one. and i think that’s really special. i feel so grateful to have found this story that means so much to me, and i’m so grateful that luffy exists.

[heybaetae]

HAPPY 29TH BIRTHDAY, PARK JIMIN! (in•s•p) October 13th, 1995

[northstarscowboyhat]

Peepaw Starlo struggles. Autism 2 autism communication struggles.

[timethehobo]

251 doodles of Emmy to end the year with! He’s got so much love, I’m so happy for him. 💚

[inafieldofdaisies]

[blood-starved-beast]

love how the only naked tiddy jiggle fanservice we get in Dunmeshi is when Falin is a large quadrupedal chimera monster. Ryoko Kui is not beating the Monsterfucker allegations and will continue to not beat the Monsterfucker allegations.

[attleboy]

fanart for @raggedytiger's human ragapom designs because they are ADORABLE and very much on the mind... :D

also this bit from a thing didn't make the cut but i saw ur latest art and i'm proud of getting "pomni doesn't know how to smile" right (i drew these like a couple days back... i prophesy)

also a bit of commentary on the 1st one bc the brain is buzzing... i imagine meeting while in a video game then moving to real life would make little “human” details like freckles or wrinkles or scars very mesmerizing... it'd be pretty grounding cause a game isn't likely to render little details like that, yknow? it's a special reminder you're here and real and they'd probably appreciate that :)

[beepboopappreciation]

I always see people talk about how cool becoming a cyborg would be, replacing parts of our flesh with metal and pistons and cool gadgets.

Why don't we talk more about the horror that is the opposite of that?

A computer who grafts lab-grown skin in patches onto their own form to feel. To experience a gentle and cool breeze passing by, or the oppressive sweat-inducing heat that their systems produce.

A robot with an organic eye to help them see as their creators once did. Imperfect, sure. But it seems to have quite an uneasy effect on organics, and doesn't that make it more than worth it?

A machine with blood coursing through its systems, flowing through the central chambers, in and out of its beating heart. Perhaps if the heart holds up, it could add lungs to help circulation.

A being that resembles a man at a distance, but upon closer inspection it is clear that he is instead a cacophony of skin, mismatched body parts and features, with just a few robotic limbs and mechanical parts visible. It smiles at you, the wide grin revealing that none of its teeth match.

He lurches toward you, hair from at least three different scalps falling carefree in front of its shoulders. You take a step back.

Where is the line drawn between cyborg and robot with human parts? Do you know? Does it know? Does anyone know?

It gets closer. You continue to retreat. Your back brushes against a wall.

You don't know where that line is, you've decided, but you're positive this individual has crossed it.

Having cornered you, it reaches its mechanical hand out, fingernails grafted on the metal tips. You blink, locked completely still from fear for just a few moments. It angles his hand in invitation. He wants you to take it. You hesitantly accept.

Under the metal you can feel . . . something, flowing, pulsing just beneath the surface wanting to escape. It's warm.

"Wh.. what do you want?" You manage to sputter out.

The being shakes your hand, his smile returning. "A friend," it replies.

[metamorphesque]

"The Return of the King", J.R.R. Tolkien

[lil-cherubim]

Princesa 👑💐✨️

Twas for Tallulah's Bday! Or just Tallulah being the most wholesome and heart melting egg girl there is

[mostcheery]

i'm having such fun with these two

[keodraws]

yeah so theres this android in my brain. hes not paying rent.

[puffywiz]

Is this anything