#so i decided to experiment a little here

[corey-wh0re]

Looking forward to the best Christmas ever, filled with fun, smiles, & laughter. Lauren LaVera as Sienna Shaw in Terrifier 3 (2024) | written & directed by Damien Leone

[red-moon-at-night]

After doing some research on the types of pets people had in ancient Greece, I'd like to imagine that Helen is the sort of person who has a whole menagerie of birds — and she loves each and every one of them very, very much.

It fits well with her being good at mimicry, you know. Talking and imitating and singing with her beloved birds 💜

Close up under the read more:

I had to include that one necklace from the minoan 'saffron goddess' fresco because it's my favourite thing Ever

[aeris-blue]

G is for Grillby from Undertale!

[incomingalbatross]

hlrngh

[booplesnotts-art]

Recent Avalon doodles

(Because she’s all I’ve been thinking about lately)

Mya character stuff- here’s my mean French woman because I don’t post oc stuff here very often and she’s my favourite oc atm

(Ft. Connie)

[justablah56]

they should invent a job that I can do and I don't have to drive super far to get to

[mulders-too-large-shirt]

(heavy breathing post 7x04)

[crayonurchin]

During ComicCon I really like talking to folks that come buy at my table. I play my character Sudsy, and I have a costume for her. It's a medieval short blouse, my flat cap, hair in plaits, a sparkly necklace, long fluffy pink skirt and a green corset that gives me mad curves, with a belt of tools.

I am well endowed in the chest department. I am aware I give Jessica Rabbit vibes like this. I am not dressing this way to look sexy, I am dressing this way because I really love how it looks, and it makes me happy.

During the con, one of the men at my table saw me flex, and called me Muscle Mummy.

... I told him stop but kept smiling cuz it took me a minute to process how gross it made me feel.

And I started to think- well what did you expect? You're wearing a super curvy corset that makes your boobs pop up and you were flexing your biceps- of course people are going to sexualise you, you can't be upset if you're making it happen.

Then I remembered when I was 12 I had a group of men shout at me to give them a blowjob, because I was already 5'7 with double D cups, and I know damn well I wasn't asking to be sexualised at that point with my body or my clothes.

ANYWAY the point of this is even if someone is dressed in a way you find incredibly erotic, you still ask before saying any kind of shit like that to them.

And I am not at fault for wanting to dress for myself

[shoechoe]

man i am glad i didn't get the tumblr layout update

[botanicallyinclinednerd]

It's so weird remembering my writing limits from a few years ago, things I swore I'd never write about, when, yeah! I have now! I've written permanent major character death, I've written hurt no comfort, I've written unhappy endings! Since doing that, have I discovered I have more fun when I'm not writing those things? Yes! But it's nice to know that! So I think I need to remember that and not hard shut down ideas I get that in the past I've told myself I'd never write for whatever reason

[wabblebees]

never never never in my life gonna be able to beat the weirdo theatre nerd allegations. its midnight and for the last few hours ive been (voluntarily of my own free will At No-One's Behest) doing some character research for the show we're working on (which at a certain level is Absolutely Necessary!! but at *this* level is Absolutely Not. lmfao)(and so... ik for a fact if i mention this in rehearsal tomorrow im gonna get a whole lotta blank stares ((or TERRIFIED looks from the freshmen wondering if they should be doing this much work lmao))

but anyway so about 10 minutes ago i found a fucking essay (just 9 pages out of this philological collection from the 60s) that just the idea behind the Very Simple title made me so excited i had to stand up at my desk to start reading it and fully forgot to sit back down until i realized i wanted to start TAKING NOTES..... WHICH I GENERALLY HATE DOING WHILE READING........ BUT IM TOO EXCITED AND DONT WANNA FORGET ANY OF IT.................. SO IM TAKING FUCKING NOTES

but anyway beyond tHAT the thing that actually made me pause to start typing this post though is the fact that just now, four pages in, this essay finally put something into place that ive been puzzling over in my head since i very first read the play which... made me happystim so hard i almost knocked myself out of my fucking chair. hdkdgsjfkfhdgskdgwrdjfk.

so yeah. never beating the nerd allegations. lmao

[lanternsong]

@stygicniron / starter call (accepting!)

"I wouldn't go in there if I were you." A rustle in the trees overhead reveals not the craftily perched girl the voice implies, but a bluebird, giving its body a fierce little shake that ruffles its feathers. When it looks at the boy, it doesn't move like a bird — doesn't twitch, doesn't bob. It is too still, too slow in its movement. The manner, like the voice, uncannily evokes a human. "I mean, I'm not you. And you can do what you like. But if it were me," she says, gesturing with a wing toward the grove of gnarled, weeping edelwood trees ahead, "I'd want someone to tell me how stupid I was about to be."

[nunap]

Finally listened to rock star and it feels soooo stray kids, it's so them. Welcome back.

[unproduciblesmackdown]

also more odds & ends orville info & more not Not orville/phil info as well:

"In Steinkellner’s version of Summer Stock, Jane Falbury (Danielle Wade) and “Pop,” her father (Stephen Lee Anderson), are struggling to hang on to the family farm. Their farm is one of the few in the Connecticut River Valley that hasn’t been absorbed by the Wingates, whose holdings completely surround theirs.

The widow Margaret Wingate (Veanne Cox), whom son Orville (Will Roland) aptly describes as having eyes “as cold as death itself,” plans to absorb the Falbury farm by the simple expedient of having Orville marry Jane. After all the two kids had decided they were engaged in first grade!

Enter the prodigal younger sister Gloria (Arianna Rosario) who has been seduced by the lure of the Great White Way. She returns to the farm bringing along Joe Ross (Corbin Bleu in the Gene Kelly role), the director of the show that will make her a star, its composer Phil Filmore (Gilbert L. Bailey II), and the entire company. She has generously offered the company, which can’t afford rehearsal space in New York, the use of the family farm’s barn. Sister Jane reluctantly agrees to the intrusion with the proviso that the thespians will double as farm hands.

As rehearsals progress, Phil discovers that Orville, a bit of a doormat who has been raised with the understanding that he will never have to work, is a musical wunderkind. He is enlisted to work his magic on the show’s score and begins to blossom.

Widow Wingate takes umbrage with all this and vows to shut the enterprise down. Fortunately, the cold embers in her soul are stirred to renewed life by her encounter with Montgomery Leach (J. Anthony Crane), the has-been ham enlisted to give Ross’s show some cachet, so all might not be lost.

[...]

They make this Summer Stock a veritable feast of nostalgia. I was especially taken by the amusing way Steinkellner used Jackie Gleason’s theme song “Always” to further widow Wingate’s plot to get Jane and Orville hitched.

[...]

Orville, who has found personal liberation in show biz, is accorded a moment that reminded me of a similar scene in the musical version of The Producers. In a triumphant declaration of his emergence from under his mother’s thumb he exults, “I’m in the theatre! And I love it!” The audience loved it, too.

[...]

As director, Feore has elicited some wonderful performances, especially from subsidiary characters. Veanne Cox is splendid as Margaret Wingate as is J. Anthony Crane as Montgomery Leach, the faded matinee idol. Will Roland (Orville) and Gilbert L. Bailey II (Phil) both have wonderful moments and their intense professional friendship is one of the show’s highlights."

INTENSE PROFESSIONAL FRIENDSHIP you say....and also ofc everything about orville and wanting to be a musician and being in the theatre and he loves it sounds so good. i love it

[snekdood]

You fucking idiots dont fucking get it. ive been taking care of plants since i was 14. Ive tried FUCKING EVERYTHING. Fungus gnats are just apparently gonna exist around me no matter what i do or try, apparently just like these yerfs who also seem to be breeding like maggots.

[artemisdesari-blog]

A writer friend told me something that broke my heart a little bit today; they're going to quit publishing their fanfic.

My instant thought was that they had been trolled or attacked or that something terrible had happened in their life because this person is so passionate about their writing. It wasn't any of that. Engagement with their works has been going down, as it has for many of us. Comments are like gold dust a lot of the time, and just looking through the historical comment counts on old fics on ao3 demonstrates this trend very clearly. It was not simply the comments dropping off which caused them to decide to stop posting, however.

My friend came across a discord server for their fandom (I should point out here that their fandom interest and mine diverged a couple of years ago, we stay in touch but don't currently read each other's posts because I'm not into their fandom and they would rather gouge their eyes out with a wooden spoon than read anything Star Wars) and specifically to share fic in that fandom. They joined, because we all love a good fic rec, only to discover that their latest multichapter fic, which has almost no comments and very few kudos, is being hotly discussed in this server as one of the best stories ever. Not one of these people has bothered to say this to them on the fic. When they asked, none of participants could see the point in telling the author of the fic they apparently loved so much that they love it.

This discovery has absolutely destroyed my friend's love of sharing fic. They share because they love seeing other people's enjoyment, and fic writers do that through comments and kudos/reblogs/likes because we don't get paid. There is no literary critic writing a blog post/article about how amazing the story is for us to copy and keep/frame. There is no money from royalties. All we have are the words of the people reading our works.

Those people on that server could have taken five minutes of the time they spent gushing about how amazing my friend's story was to other people and used it to tell the one person guaranteed to want to hear that praise how much they loved it. They could have taken a moment to express their opinion to the person who spent hours upon hours plotting, writing, editing, and posting those chapters. Instead, they deprived my friend of thing that keeps them sharing their writing, and in the process have killed their love of it. My friend now feels used and unmotivated.

I won't be sharing a link to their fic, they said I could share their experience but not their identity. I know they plan to post one final chapter. I know they intend to express their hurt at being excluded from the praise for the thing they created, and I know they intend to announce that as a consequence they will not be posting for a long while, if at all.

So please, I beg you, don't hide your love of a story from the writer. It's just about the only thing we have.