#2020 issue

[hiveswap]

LIKE FROM THE FUCKING HERMITCRAFT RAP???

#yelled so loud i woke my cat up #someone confirm or deny that this is where this line is from originally #s.w.o.r.d 2020 issue 10

[jasontoddssuper]

You want me to go meet up with my mom?The thing that killed Jason Todd?

#HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY DJDJDJDJDJF #also please don't say the words 'm*mmy issues' on this post i beg😭 #jason todd #robin #red hood #batfam #teen titans #ditf #utrh #ditf 2020 #rhato #rho #wfa #teen titans:damian edition #dead sidekicks force #as per always my jason is afro-dominican a bi trans man and adhd autistic mdd #letters from summer #pop post 🌟

[voguefashion]

Vanity Fair's 30th annual "Hollywood issue" 2024, starring Bradley Cooper, Natalie Portman, Pedro Pascal, Colman Domingo, Jodie Comer, Lily Gladstone, Greta Lee, Charles Melton, Da'Vine Joy Randolph, Jenna Ortega and Barry Keoghan. Photographed by Gordon von Steiner.

#vanity fair #vf hollywood issue #gordon von steiner #2024 #bradley cooper #natalie portman #pedro pascal #colman domingo #jodie comer #lily gladstone #greta lee #charles melton #da'vine joy randolph #jenna ortega #barry keoghan #2020s #vanity fair covers

[liteee]

my nightlight won’t turn off

#liteeart #1013 #october 2020 #pokemon #umbreon #the foreshadowing of 2021's focus on animation! #but the old file had some compression issues #so i recreated it for this post in the standard 24 fps framerate with the knowledge i have now...

[dailydefunctmangamagazine]

Morning Two (モーニングtwo) / Kōdansha (講談社) / Jan 2020 issue

#seinen manga #witch hat atelier #2020s manga #kodansha #issue month: january #モーニングtwo #講談社

[whereserpentswalk]

Every one of these "Your glorious revolution will never happen; you should work within the system and only do forms of praxis that make capitalists happy" posts are telling people that things that worked to make meaningful change during the blm protests in 2020 are impossible and will never work.

I get that things are being memory holed, but how the fuck is the left letting something that happen all over America four years ago be memory holed?

If you believe destructive praxis is inherently wrong, you are supporting the system.

#196 #my thougts #2020 #leftist #leftists #leftism #libertarian socialism #social justice #socialism #social issues #marxist #anarchism #blm #praxis #anti capitalism #anarchy #activism

[m1d-45]

wandering

summary: my scaramouche pulls, but make it sagau

word count: 1.8k

-> warnings: minor spoilers for sumeru (3.2) archon quest, author has not done 3.2 archon quest but had been spoiled by tumblr :/, probably ooc scara. based entirely on me and my prior pulls (pulled miko, pulled + built childe, has an itto), like two swear words?

taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3

< masterlist >

scaramouche didn’t know what to think of the stars.

he’d kept an eye on them, out of curiosity, watching as constellations rose and fell, rose and fell, their cyclical nature never ending. he never saw any importance in them—not even when he heard of the forest watcher in sumeru being used as a vessel and his glass heart twisted—and hence never paid any attention, focusing on his mission in sumeru. he kept a passing eye on them, sometimes trying to guess how long the current rotation would be up during particularly boring fatui meetings, or trying to guess which constellations would light up when the stars began to fall.

after a while, he began to pay a little more attention to the patterns. he didn’t know why, but suddenly they drew him in more, even as he rolled his eyes whenever tartaglia boasted about a star crossing his constellation. never mind that that guuji from inazuma had hers too, no, he was the one that mattered.

and he was probably right. his bow had been replaced, he was a better shot than ever, and his water blades burned with skill. even the tsaritsa noticed his increase in strength, irritatingly, sending him a letter of congratulations on becoming a vessel. he’d even spent a whole day drafting a three-page letter to his family detailing it all, all the new skills and power he’d picked up by being with you.

what made him so favored?

he pulled down the brim of his hat, repressing the need urge to look up at the sky. he’d never been one to believe in astrology, or astronomy, or whatever that witch in mondstat wanted to call it. he wasn’t going to start now, not when his whole plan in sumeru was close to toppling.

he arrived at his camp. he accepted reports with a scowl. he marched to his office. he glanced through the window. he sat down.

he didn’t know why he was being so contradictory. he’d never felt this before towards anything, let alone something he actively despised. there was no reason for this. at all.

scaramouche picked up his pen, pulling over another dull report. the words bled together, the handwriting atrocious, and he was tempted to burn it. the only thing stopping him was the knowledge that it meant he’d have to ask for another from whatever recruit turned it in.

he tapped his pen on his finger. it was hard to focus, unnaturally, and he chalked it up to the weird feeling that’s been bugging him all day; the same one that wanted him to look at the stars. he sighed, adjusted his hat, glared at where a tassel caught on his chair, and picked up a pen again.

‘troops near chatrakam cave…’

purple eyes glared at his page, at where the ink bled a bit as he left his pen too long. what was his problem?

his eyes flicked to the window, to the curtains waving in the breeze coming though.

‘…have encountered no problems. all…’

‘…all…’

‘…all is going gwe-‘

scaramouche slammed his pen on his desk with a loud groan, standing from his chair and sending it skidding back. with stomping steps, he approached the offending window, reaching to shove the pale green curtains aside. he fumbled once on the lock but quickly pushed open the whole window, removing his hat to put his head through and glare at the sky.

“what the fuck could you possibly-…”

scaramouche stared.

his steel tongue was stilled, no quick remark or scathing quip coming to his mind. his thoughts were empty, his mouth suddenly dry as he looked upwards.

at his constellation.

he knew the moment he received a vision—how he wanted to see it shatter—that he had one, the image filling his mind alongside the elemental abilities. he knew what it was, he knew it’s name, he knew the six stars that composed it and the lines drawn between.

he didn’t know it was in the sky.

but there it was, blue stars shining brightly next to some orange bull, almost mocking him as he looked up at them. in his disdainful study of the stars, he knew that only a few were delegated to the prime positions in the sky, and that the latter of the two had been rotated in already. even if he didn’t, the way it’s stars outshone his made it clear.

curses rose and fell on his tongue, like a relentless tide that dared him to speak whilst taking away his air.

he knew what having a constellation in the sky meant. he knew it, and it was why he tried earnestly to destroy it the moment he got over the shock when he received it. he wasn’t picky about power, but power that came at the cost of being another gods puppet?

he’ll pass, thanks.

so to see himself in the sky, to know that at any moment strings could be tied around his wrists once more, that he could be jerked and pulled across a stage of another’s making-

the stars shone brighter.

his office fell away, his hat slipping from between his fingertips.

no.

he reached for it, he reached for his last semblance of a shield—he wouldn’t need it—from another god, but he barely felt the fabric before it was gone.

a white haze surrounded him, vaguely bubbling into clouds far beneath his feet as he stood on an invisible platform. a blurry rectangle was far out in front of him, a distorted voice warping through.

“-i have 45, that makes… i just have to get lucky, then…”

the voice was soft- you were soft, urging him to relax even as his rational mind fought. he could feel his heart speeding up in his chest, feel the war of emotions clouding his thoughts.

this wasn’t fair. you didn’t get to show up, after everything he’d been through, and expect him to fall into your lap. you didn’t get to do that, not to him, not now, not ever.

how he wished you’d catch him.

stars lit up the sky, one after another, and he saw one of them cross a flower-like constellation. you ooo’d and thanked whoever it was for answering—as if they had a choice—and sent out more stars, more wishes, the dust certainly fogging his head.

your voice grew clearer the more stars you summoned, his heart rate increasing in turn. how many did you have? would he be forced to go? why did he want to? would you wrap your divine hands around his and pull him into your team? why did his paper front of a soul leap at the idea?

emotions he’d never felt filled his chest, heat and warmth and icy frost pooling in his veins.

“50,” you called, voice alarmingly gentle in his ear. “please, scara, please?”

he should be proud to have a god so high begging for him. he should cross his arms and puff out his chest, he should smirk and glare with a comment about how even the divine can fall.

he was one of them.

“60,” you whispered, flaring the boil in his chest.

what did he do? what could he do? how did he get out of here? why didn’t he want to? what were you doing to him? what were these feelings? why did he never want them to fade?

“70. please? pretty please?”

he felt himself lurch as the star passed but gripped desperately to the invisible air around him, wide eyes searching for a way out. it was all clouds and stars, as far as he could see, with vague shapes slowly coming into focus around him. he saw something that he thought would direct your attention elsewhere, then realized it would take your gaze off him would only be temporary and saved his energy.

“80. come on, scara.. i promise i’ll be nice.”

nice? he wanted to laugh. he would have if he wasn’t so short on breath already- and yet somehow still lightheaded, his vision swimming as his fingers began to buzz. he could feel it, the invisible rope around his chest pulling as the purple stars whizzed by, and yet he held firm in his place amongst the clouds. he couldn’t answer you he wouldn’t be able to stay composed. he wouldn’t allow himself to be put under another’s jurisdiction again but he knew you were different, you were warm and soft and so different from her.

you would not have him yet.

you were not his god you were his true creator.

you laughed. he hated loved that it was edged with bitterness.

“damn. making me go to the shop again, huh?”

he wanted to apologize tell you it was a lost cause.

“well scara… 4 more wishes. i know it’s useless but… please?”

one.

the pull knocked the wind out of him, his treacherous to who? hands faltering their grip on the walls around him. in the blue light of the stars, he knew he was flushed with exertion.

he could feel it, the chance he was given. the choice to stay, to hear your voice falter and slip and plea, or to go. to answer the string pulling at his heart of glass, to trust and hope that you wouldn’t betray him like so many before.

two.

did he dare believe you? did he dare to trust the only one he could another god, to put his cracked trust in your palms and hope you wouldn’t drop it? did he go against his rules, did he follow the reputation he had built up, did he cling to the clouds before crashing down in regret his office?

who knew if you could be trusted? if he went, you’d have two harbingers under your thumb. what if you wanted to topple the fatui? what if this was a ploy to get him to trust you? what if you didn’t treat him like you did childe or any of the others, what if you wanted him to laugh and scorn and taunt? what if you wanted him just to see him try and pick himself off the floor where he landed, expecting nothing and yet still disappointed?

what if you wanted him for him?

three.

enveloped in gold, the wanderer could only wish that you would catch him.

#AY #I KNOW I POSTED TODSY AND ALL #AND I KNOW I HAVE 7+ OTHER REQUESTS TO DO #BUT I JUST GOT THE WANDERER #SO…. HERES THIS #genshin sagau #sagau #genshin #genshin impact #self aware genshin #scaramouche #wanderer #sagau scaramouche #sagau wanderer #my other gifts; journal; aviator glasses; clock puzzle; camera #genshin impact (2020): aye boss; we know it’s ya birthday n all: here’s a man with mommy issues and a god complex #he insults you when you run or use his burst; you’ll love him! #i do. thank you mhy 🙏 #he’s my THIRD ANEMO DPS but i don’t care. me n the viridescent domain are besties (lying through gritted teeth) #ALSO THIS IS MY THIRD/FOURTH WON 50/50 IN A ROW?? sagau is real #YO AND LAST TIME I GOT MIKO AND CHILDE WITHIN 20 PULLS EACH?? god has favorites and im one of ‘em /j #oh and the readers dialogue here is a lie. i was calling scara a bitchand a rat fuck (affectionate) the whole time. #doesn’t make for a good fic though so. eh. #also i am on my hands and knees BEGGING you to do this man’s trial and spam his burst. it’s so pretty omfg— #WHO gave him the pretties burst in game??? i need to send them a loving letter IMMEDIATELY #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x you #scaramouche x you #wanderer x reader

[toss-a-coin-to-your-stan-account]

redanian intelligence please this is the most genuine joy I've had about anything relating to Netflix Witcher post-s2 in over a year and if its fake I will be fucking devastated

#its a reminder of simpler times. where it was fall 2020 and s1 was the only season #and the most glaring issues of twn were the timeline & changing the mountain/geraskiers friendship/geralt not telling yen about the wish #and eskel was only a kind beefcake and not a tree and also dead and wolfchow #simple times. the nostalgia. fresh air #mine #jaskier #the witcher #witcher #valdo marx #the witcher s3

[dreadfutures]

every time I log onto Twitter I see the remnants of the DA fandom of 2020 mourning how the fandom is dead and all their friends are gone and I just

how many times can I beg them to just try a different platform without an algorithm. or to pretend discord is a chatroom and not some foreign and completely inaccessible technology. because every day I get to log on and see dragon age filling my feed, and every day I see people creating and talking about DA, and every day I can talk to a whole server full of people just as immersed in the material as I am about lore and fic and art and theories.

Twitter NEVER was the place to get to know people--unless you moved to their shitty dm system. What you miss is algorithm noise tbh, and people's performed personalities. True connection lay elsewhere, and that's why people left as soon as the algorithm really, really, really stopped showing you the people you actually know.

come here pspspsps

#fandom isnt dead #some people have gone quiet because they left or bc life got in the way #a nonzero number of people i know have gotten divorced since 2020 lol it takes a lot out of you #but i regularly see so many active and engaged people idk #skill issue #personal #blue vagueblogs

[starlooove]

And it’s like for the ‘be the change’ niggas even if I learned how to write and draw right now and pumped 50 fanart and fics a day that doesn’t change the rancid fucking fandom they’d exist in. Like it’s not lost on me that every three weeks like 3 popular blogs stumble onto a convo already existing about smth that happened in the comics and it spreads like wildfire throughout the fandom not just here but on tiktok and Twitter but somehow every post about the racism Duke and cass and Damián go through is just swept under the rug and it just so happens nobody sees it. Ppl shining more light on these characters doesn’t change the core issue which is that the things that we do get is trash. Me writing 50000 Duke fics doesn’t change that the popular and acceptable version of him is a whitewashed racist caricature and that more ppl are willing to build OFF of that than they are to just read smth with him in it. Like when we say include Duke it’s bc we KNOW y’all are purposely avoiding him but I’ve never gone into a tim centric fic and wondered why Duke wasn’t there UNLESS y’all tagged him. Which is another insidious thing y’all will take up space in these character tags for reach and then get confused when we don’t fucking like you bc all you can type is Duke asking a question or being confused or a sassy one liner. Like making 20 Duke posts a day doesn’t change that the core issue is that ur racism and lack of reading is what created the characterization that’s unfortunately now popular and that the creators yall follow (who say they read but can they COMPREHEND!) will only ever focus on their faves in a way that always turns out to be detrimental and racist.

#anyways one thing I WILL agree with is that I should be more positive #like idk if y’all noticed but I do enjoy hating one of my fave things #however spreading more Duke positivity would soothe my soul more and the ppl who draw and write him well deserve #now. the issue is the that y’all keep clogging those fucking tags #stay out of the Duke tags 2020 #if u wanna exclude him just take the fact that ur a lil racist and move on #don’t try to prove how progressive u are without actually doing shit it’s annoying as fuck #Batman #wayne family adventures #WFA #Batman WFA #batfans #tim Drake #Bruce wayne #Jason Todd #dick Grayson #everyone else ur doing great sweetie not clogging ur tags <3 #fandom racism #batfandom racism #yalll do this everytime #literally Sam Wilson is a good bro all over again #wait I think that’s an actual ao3 Duke tag. el oh el. #but actually maybe it slides bc every sibling dhas one #but also everytime that’s a tag for Duke it’s just him being a therapist instead of a person

[roominthecastle]

River & Siegfried: parallels in trauma and healing

Animals, like people, cannot simply be tinkered with and fixed like a wristwatch. Undoing the damage will take time. But we'll try.

#all creatures great and small #acgas 2020 #samuel west #siegfried farnon #anna madeley #audrey hall #parallels #siegfried x audrey #mine #as always i am not sure how much of this is deliberate #and how much i have managed to read into it #but it doesn't matter really i just love it so much #the way this show deals with mental-emotional trauma #and how it uses its deceptively simple premise #(and siegfried's governing vet motto of 'always attend') #to tell complex stories about people dealing with so. much. #animals cannot tell you what is wrong or how to fix it #neither can many who are dealing with psychological issues #so helping them is often one long uphill journey #and nobody can embark on it alone #nobody should #and having the right companions makes all the difference #or as the latest magnificent episode of 'the last of us' put it: #'paying attention is how we show love' #oh man i feel blessed with so much quality tv these days

[slutauthority]

thinking bout how 2 yrs ago I put my pronouns in my email signature at work and was v nonchalant about it and one of my coworkers approached me at my desk while my other coworkers were standing right there and started scolding me and telling me I’m not allowed to express “personal opinions” in an email signature and kept telling me I was gonna get in trouble and I was like??? They are…pronouns?? It’s not even an….opinion? Everyone….uses pronouns??

Flash forward to now, and pretty much all the attorneys now have their pronouns in their email signature just cause

#I didn’t even tell anyone they should be doing I just did it lmao #and also when my boss found out she confronted me about it he was like??? we didn’t even notice why would we care #it was such a non issue #tho this is the same place where a different coworker asked me if I was bisexual cause it was the new thing for 2020 #and another one asked me how I decide between a dick or a vagina #they’re gone tho thank Christ

[evilhorse]

Alan Scott: The Green Lantern #1

#Alan Scott: The Green Lantern #green lantern #alan scott #first issue #david talaski #dc comics #comics #2020s comics

[sparkles-rule-4eva]

I really like how Sonic wachoski is a bundle of pop-culture reference spewing energy, but at the same time its easy to tell how quite lonely he is underneath it all. Good think the wachowskis were able to adopt him. I like to think the universe (or perhaps longclaw) guided him to them.

Yes!!! The writers in the movies really did well at portraying that! A lot of fans have interpreted his high energy "lust for life" attitude as a coping mechanism; at least partially. I think his excitement and energy is genuine, but a good chunk of it was definitely just a result of his trying to convince himself he wasn't really alone before he properly met (and got adopted by) Tom & Maddie. 💙💔

Like, throughout the first movie, he would almost randomly lapse into silence and sadness if he thought too much about the harder parts of his life. In the bar scene, before the bullet time sequence, he went straight from excitedly scribbling down idea after idea, laughing, and babbling to himself to staring silently into space, looking kinda lost as he realized how much he'd had to miss out on. Same with when Tom asked him about the planet he was going to in the hotel that night. He just kinda . . . deflated.

Even into the second movie, the kid's still got abandonment issues. It's not shown super clearly in the actual movie (unless you're paying hyper attention to certain scenes) but it made it very clear in both the PreQuill comic and the movie novelization. 🥲

Haha, all this to say, yes, it's a super fascinating aspect of Sonic Wachowski that I very much appreciate from the writers! They did him well. And a number of fanfics have done very well at portraying this! I gotta make a recommendation list at some point of all my favorite Sonic Wachowski fics. 🤩

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic #sth #sonic wachowski #movie sonic #scu #sonic cinematic universe #Wachowski #sonic movie 2020 #sonic movie 2 #abandoment issues #traumatized kid #tom wachowski #brief analysis #anonymous asks #anon #anon ask #asks answered #thanks for the ask!

[miodiodavinci]

i've been going through my twitter and working on cleaning out old irrelevant rants (like all the times i complained about my art or went on and on about how sick i was of ace discourse) and personal life details that no one really needs to know (dealing with the leech and fighting with siblings) and just

it really is so so clear that i have adhd and have difficulty regulating my emotions skdfhgls

#i am scrolling so so much and yelling 'SLOW DOWN!!! SLOW DOWN!!!! STOP POSTING!!!!!!!!!!' #literally every little thought and whim went onto that account and now everything pre-2020 is just an endless stream of meaningless thought #it's legitimately like chewing on styrofoam #more importantly you can Very Clearly See the ongoing issues with burn out and being ruled by a novelty-driven brain #by which i mean there is so much 'YEAYEAYEA YIPPEE' followed by #'my soul is dying. i feel my spine turn to sand and bitter cotton. there is no more joy and i am a hostage of my own making.' #and 'i want to work on these things. i want to work on those things. i do not want to work on this thing.' #followed at least 25% of the time with #'I SHIFTED THE COVER UP A KEY AND NOW IT'S BALLER YEAYEYAYEYAYEYA' #my brain really does function on novelty and impulse huh . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #hell on earth frankly w

[sevillaseas]

☀️❤️🧠 Finally finished a digimon fanart in August! OG Adventure is probably the media that was most formative for me, and I always loved this trio’s teamwork. (Hope I can draw everyone else some time though.)

#digimon #digimon adventure #fanart #illustration #digital art #agumon #tentomon #biyomon #piyomon #sora takenouchi #taichi yagami #koushiro izumi #i had my issues with digimon adventure 2020 but these three were SUCH a good team in it! #also i was going for hurricane touchdown vibes! #sevillaseas