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maladaptivedaydreamsx · 3 months ago
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Not me just recalling that "tesoro" (treasure) is a term of endearment in Italian*, and realizing that Silvio and Emma calling each other their treasure is twice as precious now. 🥹
* please see below *
* as per what I've learned. take with a grain of salt. i'm a spanish speaker first and foremost lol,, hola, ¿que tal?
always been interested in languages and been trying to intake some italian again thanks to online friends and my totally healthy obsession with silvio. but hey, it overrode the terrible memories i had of learning it with someone who backstabbed me, so at may least there's a plus! :D
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riacte · 11 months ago
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not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]
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kiryuing · 7 months ago
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druid-for-hire · 2 years ago
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[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled "immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]
a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”
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captainsaltypear · 10 months ago
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IS ANYONE ELSE GONNA TALK ABOUT THIS OR
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anna-scribbles · 5 months ago
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so this summer i am nannying a 5 year old who loves miraculous ladybug (my dream) & every day she asks if we can play ladybug and chat noir at the park. these are some comics based on our various games<3
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hinamie · 2 months ago
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post-graduation trip airport looks
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inkskinned · 2 months ago
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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.
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lonepower · 4 months ago
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yes i Am paying real money to make you all look at our new dog. we've had her for 3 hours and if anything happened to her I'd kill everyone in this room and then myself. her name is Tater Tot
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nicecrumbart · 5 months ago
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Keep thinking about that one scene in secret life
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emberglowfox · 1 year ago
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birds of a feather
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egophiliac · 5 months ago
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WAIT when did he get FANGS
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anna-scribbles · 2 months ago
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adrien in my outfit from a few days ago✨ feat. my claws out converse
bonus:
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ruporas · 6 months ago
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and together we set out on a journey to find treasure! (id in alt)
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ferngle · 1 month ago
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Offence class are chaotic triplets, and you can't prove me otherwise
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allthewhumpygoodness · 10 months ago
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Big fan of when a character's grief/trauma/guilt manifests as physical symptoms. Big fan of characters keeping things so tight inside them that it makes them sick. Big fan of when the line blurs between a character's mental trauma and physical illness until it's hard to tell which is which anymore.
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