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khruschevshoe · 4 months
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Me, really not understanding why people don't like the Long Game: It's got the best example of both the worst of humanity and the best in Adam and Cathica, it's got a great first example in New Who of one of my favorite tropes "this timeline is really not where it's supposed to be at, let's go investigate," it's literally the Doctor and Rose solving a mystery together, it's got a great cheesy, bad-CGI villain that skewers Capitalism like all the best episodes do, it's got amazing NineRose chemistry/moments, it introduces Satellite Five (which might just be my bias coming in, but three of my favorite episodes of all time-The Long Game, Bad Wolf, the Part of the Ways) all take place on Satellite Five, so it gives me nostalgia), it has Simon Pegg chewing the scenery, it reinforces why the Rose/Nine dynamic works, and have I mentioned that I love Cathica with all my heart? Anyway, in this essay I will-
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justsomeectoplasm · 7 months
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I am begging you guys to actually read what the dada art movement was about before shitting on the fountain urinal art piece as well as art installations that are "strange" or "doesn't make sense" and isn't some art piece that immediately wow's the crowd.
Like the whole movement is suppose to challenge your perspective of art, but it's also made to make fun of the societal norms of art. You guys need to understand that art wasn't all freedom. Back then if you didn't follow the norms of art you would be thrased in public and wouldn't make a living. Even if you decide to go a little bit out there with an art piece, you would be shunned and your efforts would be mocked.
Dada art movement was basically looking at the art norms that were pressured by society onto artists during World War I and going "Fuck you. I get to decide what is art, not some group of people. " and then proceeding to make something that would outrage, confuse and make the public question what is truly art.
Are you mad that some urinal is considered art and write a whole essay on the internet? Good. That's the fucking point of the art piece you idiot.
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thequeenofsastiel · 2 years
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"Protesting is a fundamental human right in a democratic society. You don't have to agree with us. Just respect our right and liberty to express our opinions."
Damn, GMMTV ain't even TRYING to pretend.
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neonacidtrip · 5 months
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we haven't spoken in a very long time, but i dreamt of you last night, so I couldn't help but think of you. I'm not sure you remember me, but i hope life is treating you well these days. take care.
I'm not sure what to say, but I can promise you I have not forgotten you. My time on Tumblr has been a mess full of hiatuses, I admit, but it will always be a place where I met some very wonderful friends, including you. With 100% honesty, I can say the friends I made here are some of the best friends I have ever had, even though most of us don't talk anymore.
It doesn't matter how often I speak with people, or if we never speak again. I'll always remember you, and I'll always think fondly of you and hope that life is treating you gently and kindly.
I hope you had a nice (or at the very least an okay) dream, and I'm glad to know you still remember me, too, regardless of all else.
Take care, love <3
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ccckie-warz · 11 months
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not to spark worry or anything but when was the last time anyone saw Gingerbrave?
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🍪)"I was just checking the castle basement to see if there were any resources, cause.. uh.. I didn't know if we'd checked down there since we took shelter here! News flash, there's nothing!"
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bookwyrminspiration · 2 years
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maybe it’s just me but if I stabbed Dracula with a knife it would definitely work. rip to the first mate but I could do it
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mrs-kelly · 1 year
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Can I just say how much it’s touching my heart today that Charlie gave himself a tattoo with a pen, right on his forearm, in the same exact place I always write f/o messages on mine? It’s one of the things that really make us feel meant to be, you know? Like I’ve been showing love for him without even knowing.
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scrawlingskribbles · 10 months
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I know I’ve made a post like this before and I Do still realize/acknowledge that it’s technicality a Privilege of sorts, but man is it Still just utterly baffling to me when a complete stranger asks me out/for my number/etc., like..?????¿??¿??? 😂😂😂😂
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oomisluvr · 2 years
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I’m too shy to say anything on my reblog or to turn off anon but your latest omi drabble made me cry. I really needed to hear it. I’ll treasure it forever
then i hereby dedicate my latest omi drabble to you, shy anon!
i hope you find the love you've been dreaming of <33 manifesting you a love that lasts longer than a lifetime !! u deserve it hehe
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fairesky · 2 months
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gothamcityneedsme · 7 months
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crazy 2 me that when i think of my favorite comic book pages. My first two answers arent even for a superhero comic
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artist-issues · 5 months
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Disney doesn't need to change "the formula." That's the last thing that Wish proves.
What Wish proves is that "the formula" only works when you know why the ingredients are in it, and you use them the correct way.
The Princess Character is meant to wish for only half of the movie's message, and go through an adventure that teaches her what the other half is; what her dream was missing. Ariel dreamed of understanding but she was missing love. Tiana dreamed of achieving her goals but she was missing faith. Jasmine dreamed of freedom but she was missing trust. Belle dreamed of adventure but she was missing being understood.
The Villain is meant to highlight the opposite of the movie's message. Jafar gets what he wants through trickery and manipulation; that's the opposite of Aladdin's "truth will set you free" message, and he gets imprisoned in a lamp. Scar thinks being a King is having his way all the time and can't learn from his past of living in Mufasa's shadow; that's the opposite of The Lion King's "Let the past remind you of your responsibility to selflessness." Gaston loves only himself and is always obsessed with appearances; that's the opposite of Beauty & the Beast's "true love is found within a heart of self-sacrifice." That's what makes them such good villains. (and that clear direction is what drives good villain songs, since Magnifico's is what everyone is talking about)
The sidekick is supposed to compare/contrast with the main character's qualities. Abu is a greedy thief, which is what everyone in Agrabah thinks Aladdin is; when he scolds Abu and teaches him selflessness, it shows us who Aladdin actually is. Flounder is easily frightened and looks at the glass half-full; when Ariel coaxes him and leads by example, we see her bravery and positivity reflected in Flounder's tiny character arc. Timon & Pumbaa do whatever they want all day just like young Simba always dreamed of; when Simba goes to live with them, he finds that "getting his way all the time" makes him forget who he really is and feel empty.
The setting is supposed to show off the characters and highlight the movie's message. Rapunzel's tower is designed to be pretty on the inside because of her influence; if it were too dark and prison-shaped, we'd wonder why she didn't work up the courage to leave sooner. Just like how Quasimodo has made his corner of the bell-tower beautiful, too; they're taught the world is cruel and they're not strong enough for it, but they make their own worlds beautiful enough to hint that that's wrong right from the start. Ariel's grotto is shaped like a tower with no roof so that she only has one window to the forbidden Surface, and it's the light that comes from that forbidden world into her dark grotto which literally makes her able to see human things differently. Tiana's apartment has no interesting features except her father's picture, a perfectly made bed, a drawer with no extra outfits but stuffed with tip money, and only two dresses; both of which are for work.
None of that is happening in Wish, because they didn't know why the formula ingredients are there. Disney needs to understand and return to the formula the right way; forgetting it was what got them here.
Asha learns nothing to add to her dream, unless you count "the power to grant wishes is in me." Which you shouldn't, because we didn't even know she was confused about that until the animals sang a song that was completely off-topic and she had the chance to jump in and sing "I'm a Star!"
Magnifico does not demonstrate the opposite of Wish's message effectively because his character has nothing to do with a philosophy against making wishes, and everything to do with power. (He is the strongest character in the film. But because the message and core concept of what wishes are are so bad, that's not saying much.)
Valentino, and Asha's friends, do not highlight anything about her character through compare/contrast. Valentino is brave and all over the place. Her friends are seven-dwarfs parodies. Happy, Doc, Sneezy, Dopey, Bashful, Sleepy, Grumpy. None of that contrasts with Asha's vague characterization of "cares too much." None of it compares to that characterization, either.
The setting is empty. There are no interesting details that teach you something about any of the characters. None in Asha's home, none in the neat-and-tidy one-dimensional forest, none in the Rosas square, and none in the bland, empty castle. Magnifico's study is the closest anything gets; there's a loose concept that all of Asha's friends have to work together to open the roof, and take a leap of faith to weigh the pulley system down. Unfortunately, none of these characters is shown struggling to work together, OR to take leaps of faith, at all, before this point.
The ingredients of the formula are in Wish. They're just not being used correctly. This is how not to use the formula; it's not the formulas fault. If it ain't broke. They should never have let people convince them to try and fix it.
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tvonq · 1 year
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wtf was my dream 😭😭
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what-even-is-thiss · 6 months
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I know this is gonna sound like a message from a children’s cartoon but you must remember that bravery is not a lack of fear. It’s doing something scary or risky whether you’re scared or not.
So if leaving the house or your bed is scary or makes you anxious but you did it anyways, that’s bravery. Thats courage. That’s gumption. That’s a driving a motorcycle over a tank of sharks kind of vibe. You kicked anxiety’s ass!
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cordeliawhohung · 20 days
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ghoap x reader pet!au where simon keeps johnny as a pet, but can't keep up with his high sex drive and antics. in order to satiate him, simon decides to go looking for another pet to keep the silly pup entertained. sort of an introductory work bound to become a series of one shots like my mafia!au
cw: simon is a freak, non-con photography, a little dark content, nsfw, slight bdsm dynamics, owner/pet dynamics
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Simon wasn’t a photographer, not a good one anyway, but he wasn’t to blame. His large hands were better fit for shredding meat than creating art, but he figured all art was good when the muses were beautiful. 
He had been on the hunt for nearly three hours by that point, wandering throughout the city where the population was thickest. Armed with nothing but his phone, Simon captured photos of various specimens that meandered throughout the streets as they went about their lives. There were roughly twenty pictures he had saved in his gallery of unsuspecting women he figured would be Johnny’s type. Pretty blondes in flowery dresses, alluring doe eyes looking out at the streets; he stole photos of any soft and sweet thing that he figured Johnny would have fun sinking his teeth into. 
A black mask and dark clothes wasn’t the most unsuspecting thing for him to wear on such an outing, yet it was to his advantage at the same time. Several women had caught the slight glint of the camera lens on his phone as he stole eternal glimpses of them. Many of them had even opened their mouths to protest his intrusion, until they looked at him, anyway. Not many people had the bravery or fortitude needed to stand up to a creature as wild and brutish as him. Their mouths shut with such promptness he nearly chuckled at how bashful they were. 
Hunting got more difficult as the sky grew darker. Fresh meat hid behind locked doors that Simon could have easily torn down if he had so desired, but that wasn’t the time. As the lights started to illuminate the street, he dived down into the depths underneath London where tunnels spanned for miles, spider-webbing just below the skin of the city. The stench underground grew more acrid the further he pushed and Simon couldn’t help but huff at it. This was why he enjoyed living out of town, off in some secluded home nestled in the cold embrace of trees and lavish fields. 
Made it harder for his pet to wander off, too. 
The sharp clicking of heels caught his attention as he waited just beyond the yellow line on the platform. Dark eyes flickered to the newest prey that approached, and Simon found himself drinking in the sight of her. Proper clothes covered her body with a simple blouse and a pencil skirt. Dark tights covered the expanse of her legs with its sheer fabric where it was beautifully topped off by a classic pair of heels. The sway of her hips was dramatized by the steps she traversed, her pace slow and careful lest she roll an ankle walking in those heels. 
She was dressed professionally, and if Simon had to guess it was for an interview. By the look on her face, it didn’t go very well. Distracted eyes stared down at the phone in her hand as her lips pressed into a frown. Anxious fingers tapped away as she typed out a message to someone — perhaps a lover? Someone would be crazy not to snatch up a specimen such as that — as she stepped down onto the platform. 
Before she could get too close, Simon quickly dug his phone out before stealing a photo of her. He had gotten so used to the motions he didn’t even have to think about it; not that it was difficult anyway. With her attention still focused elsewhere, he found he was able to snap a few more before she finally put her phone into her bag and began to pay mind to where she walked. She continued further into the platform, well past Simon, and vanished into the crowd as if she had never been there at all. 
Cute. 
It didn’t take long for the tube to take Simon to his stop, and it was even shorter before he seated himself in his car to head back home. The drive itself was the longest part of everything. Annoying traffic, bad drivers; he didn’t feel like he could untense his body until he approached the familiar sight of home. The old and dilapidated building wasn’t much more than an heirloom passed down in the Riley family, but it had quickly become his sanctuary. Seclusion meant he was safe. Seclusion meant he could love in peace.
Warm lights poured through the sheer curtains that covered the windows and were only disturbed by a figure pacing around just beyond them. Simon’s car died off with a sputter as he pocketed his keys before approaching the door. A thick deadbolt kept the house latched tight and secure, though he was confident Johnny knew better than to attempt to dash out by that point. Especially not that day when he had the prospect of such a good treat. 
Johnny was there to greet him at the door with a toothy grin, and the damn pup nearly knocked Simon over as he bounded up to him. His hands pawed at Simon’s chest as if he couldn’t get enough of him, and he didn’t calm down until the man grabbed hold of the collar around his throat. Blue eyes widened as he looked up at his owner, lips twitching with all the words he wanted to exclaim.
“Down,” Simon warned. 
“Did ya get the pictures? Like you said you would?” Johnny questioned, his body still unable to retain his buzzing excitement. 
Instead of answering him verbally, Simon gave a sharp tug on his collar before directing him further into the house. Ancient wood floorboards creaked underneath their weight as they entered the living room. It was devoid of all decor, unless cracks in the paint could be considered art. A rusted lamp was the sole source of light in the room, and the only thing even worth looking at was the glorious stone fireplace that sat against the far wall, but it was much too warm out to light. 
Simon pulled Johnny down onto the old sofa next to him, and the man instantly burrowed into his side, eagerly waiting to see the pretty pups. The phone screen illuminated both of their faces in sync as it blossomed to life, and Johnny almost salivated at just the prospect of what he would see. It didn’t take Simon long to pull up his gallery, and he scrolled to the first photos he had taken that day before angling it so that his excited pup could see it too. Twitching fingers reached out to swipe along the screen, and Simon watched as Johnny’s eyes dilated at every piece of meat he looked at. His tongue darted out to wet his lips as he shifted on the couch, and all it took was a simple glance to see how worked up the poor pup was. A hardened bulge strained against the zipper of his jeans, and a groan reverberated in his throat as he continued to swipe through the countless choices put in front of him. 
“Si, they’re all so beautiful. Can’t I have them all?” Johnny whined. 
“Only one,” Simon countered. 
“I’ll be good,” Johnny said with a pout. 
“Just one, Johnny,” Simon repeated, voice more firm. 
Sighing, he continued to swipe through Simon’s phone as his eyes glossed over beautiful legs and delicious hips. It had been so long since he had last seen a woman it was nearly impossible to hold himself back. His body craved them in a way he couldn’t put into words, and he felt like the only thing that would offer him solace would be to burst out of his skin. 
His restless buzzing suddenly ceased when he caught sight of the last group of photos in the gallery. A beautiful woman had him utterly transfixed as she appeared to have descended down a long set of concrete steps. There was something about the troubled look on her face that had his mouth watering. Like he knew he would be able to fix it. Like he could bully the worry out of her with his cock alone. 
“This one,” Johnny said, his decision definite as he held the phone up for Simon to see. “I want this one.” 
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teno-zi · 29 days
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Ultimately, I think Simon's arc throughout all 3 seasons of YR is both about learning to set boundaries and not lose himself for the people he loves, and about discovering that his philosophy of giving people second chances WAS right all along, and holding onto that belief throughout everything, despite all the pain and betrayal he might've experienced as a result.
As a character arc it's a lot more subtle and unconventional and not as epic as Wille (who's the main character so of course) but it IS a character arc. Simon isn't just the love interest or the "emotional support poor." I think Sara cements it in words in the scene where Micke gives them the car: "I think it's brave, actually."
Then, the culmination of that arc is Simon still mustering the bravery to give Wille one last chance, and stop the car to hear him out at the ending scene.
And he's finally, finally rewarded - it's all worth it, in the end. And I think that's such a beautiful and humanistic message to send.
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