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alethianightsong · 8 months

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Atlantis: the Lost Empire subverts the "White Savior" trope so well and here's my Ted talk tangent

Atlantis: the Lost Empire is just Avatar but with a smarter story. Both films feature a young white man discovering a foreign culture, falling for the culture's princess, and saving the natives' way of life. Both films commentate on the exploitation of indigenous people for their resources. The biggest fundamental difference between Avatar and Atlantis is how the white male leads approach their scenarios. Milo Thatch is a wide-eyed scholar who just wants to learn; Jake Sullivan is a soldier infiltrating the culture so he can exploit them. Milo never had any intention of hurting/exploiting the natives but the people around him did; Jake knew the end goal was exploitation and only changed his alliance when he fell in love. Kida comes to Milo for help and he approaches her with respect not condescension; Jake has to learn the planet and its people are worthy of respect. Milo is attracted to Kida but he doesn't save her so he can get the girl; he saves her to save her people (getting the girl was a luxury and even then, it's obvious they'll take things slow cuz there's more important things than romance like reconnecting the Atlanteans with the lost parts of their culture). The Atlanteans are also not harmless, primitive natives. They had super-advanced technology ie the Leviathan that took out a modern submarine in like 2 minutes while the Navi are overtly primitive, their simplicity treated as a virtue. The Atlanteans were so advanced that they sent themselves back to the Stone Age with their war tech. This little detail keeps the Atlanteans from being hippie-dippie natives who need rescuing and make them a cautionary tale; they used to be greedy, hyper-advanced warmongers and that hubris leaves their race and culture on the verge of extinction. Both the Navi and Atlanteans have spiritual, mystical aspects to them, but the Navi are anti-tech while it's only the rediscovery of their tech that allows the Atlanteans to save themselves. The primitive life we see the Atlanteans lead is not presented as ideal; it is the death throes of a culture, a fatal stagnation at the bottom of the world. When Kida and Milo meet, it's not the typical "more advanced culture taking from the weaker culture" that has come to define first contact between societies. It's quid pro quo: we both answer, we both listen, we both come away with more not one party coming away with less. No one is humbled or talked down to. As for the antagonists of both films (Avatar and Atlantis) the antagonists of Avatar are just cardboard cutouts. The antagonists of Atlantis are just disinherited individuals coming together for a treasure hunt. There's a gag where Milo asks what each character seeks and they all say "Money" but that's not it. They each want to pursue goals unique to them and they need money to do it. When the chips are down and it's either money or NOT dooming an entire lost tribe to death, they choose saving the tribe. The main big bads, Rourke and Helga, have just spent a day walking through a ruined city where people live in the remains of their greatness and think, "Yeah, we are so stealing their technology so we can reenact the fall of their civilization on our OWN civilization. Why? Cuz capitalism." Why am I talking so much about Atlantis but not Avatar? Because Avatar lacks depth. I've watched Atlantis a thousand times on my cheap 2000s-era TV and get pulled in each time but Avatar's just a pretty screensaver playing in the background.

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elderscrollsconceptart · 2 months

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Engraving of Uriel Septim VII

Art from Pocket Guide to the Empire, 3rd Edition

*Art credit unclear* Ted Peterson and Michael Kirkbride are credited as authors of the guide but this piece doesn't look like Michael's work and Peterson isn't an artist.

If anyone knows the artist, comment below!

#ted peterson #michael kirkbride #the elder scrolls #art #tes #concept art #pocket guide to the empire #uriel septim vii #engraving #daddy posting

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realityisdulllonglivefiction · 7 months

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my Roman Empire is the way Ted and Pete are holding each other at the end of Black Friday 😭😭😭

#and Charlotte too😭#THEYRE A FAMILYYYYYY #starkid #black friday #nerdy prudes must die #npmd spoilers #npmd #hatchetfield starkid #starkid npmd #peter spankoffski #ted spankoffski #spankoffski bros #team starkid #hot chocolate boy #sobbing #actually sobbing #my roman empire

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wiseatom · 1 year

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perhaps Mike has a migraine and Will is comforting him? (I have a migraine today🥲 and I would like to be vicariously comforted through characters dhejdjedi). Thank you!!💕

hi anon!!! thank you for the prompt <3 sorry that this is late, but i hope you are feeling better!!

The apartment is dark when Will gets home.

He frowns as he steps inside; Mike should definitely be home by now. Will usually stays late at the studio on Fridays, trying to create as little work as possible for himself on Saturday so that he can actually have a weekend the next two days, but Mike is usually off early on Friday. He should be here.

He flips the entryway light on and lets his messenger bag fall from his shoulder to one of the dining room chairs as he passes by, peeking his head around the wall that blocks his view into the kitchen. The window above the sink lets in the last of the evening light, illuminating the room in a blueish glow, but there's no Mike in sight.

“Mike?” he calls out, stepping further into the apartment and flipping switches as he goes. Dining room, living room, hallway – but by the time he reaches their bedroom door, he’s pretty sure he’s figured out what’s going on. He cracks open the door to their bedroom as quietly as possible, letting in only enough light to confirm that, yes, the lump under the covers is distinctly boyfriend-shaped.

“Hey,” he says softly, his voice nearly a whisper as he slips inside the room. He’s careful with shutting the door behind him, holding onto the knob so that the latch doesn’t click, and then rounds the bed. He approaches the blanket lump and sits gingerly right by where he guesses Mike’s head is, if the tuft of hair poking out from the covers is anything to go by. “Migraine?”

(They’re less common than they used to be, Mike’s migraines, but Will’s been around for nearly all of them. He never used to get them, but that was before the nasty blow to the head that happened sometime during the interdimensional fight for their lives at just sixteen years old. All throughout the rest of high school and most of college, the resulting migraines became a frequent visitor, their visits frequently bad, and Will frequently powerless to do anything but sit by and watch Mike suffer.

It’s been years, but Will doesn’t think he’ll ever be used to it.)

At the question, Mike makes a muffled noise of assent, then pulls the covers back far enough to squint up at Will in the lowlight of the room. Will frowns again, letting out a sympathetic little hum, and threads his fingers into Mike’s hair, nails scratching at his scalp along the way. Mike closes his eyes, clearly pleased, and presses his head into Will’s thigh.

“Did you take anything?” Will asks quietly.

“At school,” Mike answers. His voice is hoarse, tired, and Will’s heart clenches in his chest. “It hit second period, so I popped three ibuprofen and found a sub by fourth. Drive home was brutal.”

Will grimaces, hoping traffic wasn’t as brutal as the afternoon sun. “I’m sorry,” he mumbles, running his fingers through Mike’s hair again. “Anything I can do?”

Mike hums. “That,” he says, letting out a content sigh. “‘S almost gone, anyway. Just need more sleep.”

“I’ll stay until you fall back asleep, then,” Will promises. He leans back to check the glow of numbers from the alarm clock on his side of the bed. “If you’re up before eight, I’ll make you dinner.”

The corner of Mike’s mouth twitches, as much of a smile as he can manage. “What time is it now?” he asks.

“Quarter past six,” Will answers, eyes flicking to the numbers again.

“Should be gone by then,” Mike mumbles. “I accept your bargain, Byers.”

Will lets out a little laugh, making sure to keep it quiet. “Sleep,” he commands gently, and it’s a testament to how truly tired Mike is that he doesn’t even attempt to argue it. Instead, he just pulls the blanket back up over his eyes and shifts so that his head is pressing more insistently into Will’s thigh, like the external pressure is helping banish the one happening internally.

“Thank you,” Mike says quietly, voice muffled from under the covers again. “Love you.”

“Always,” Will replies easily. “Love you, too.”

Mike lets out another happy sigh, and Will sits there in the dark with him for another ten minutes, absentmindedly carding his fingers through his hair and waiting for his breaths to even out with sleep. When they finally do, Will carefully extracts himself from his sleeping boyfriend, stilling and wincing at the creak of the mattress, and then letting out a sigh of relief when there’s no movement from Mike afterwards. He makes quick work of stumbling through the dark to find a change of clothes, opening and closing drawers as silently as possible, and once he’s in a pair of sweats and a crewneck he’s pretty sure don’t belong to him, he quietly exits the room into the hallway.

With Mike out of commission for the next two some-odd hours, it’s probably the perfect time to dig back into his messenger bag and look over those character concept design sheets that are due tomorrow, but his eyes already hurt at the thought of even spending a single minute looking at the same stupid drawings again. If he’s going to give himself eyestrain, it’s going to be with the Nintendo.

Eyestrain is exactly where he’s approaching an hour and a half later, when Mike emerges from the bedroom looking sleep-rumpled and soft, one leg of his sweatpants higher than the other. Will immediately pauses his game and lifts one arm up, and Mike doesn’t need a verbal cue to crawl right up into the space Will has made for him. He settles against Will’s side easily, resting his head on Will’s shoulder. The light from the screen instantly creates a glare off his glasses, but he doesn’t seem to mind. “Ocarina?” he asks.

“Mhmm,” Will replies. He runs his fingernails along the point of Mike’s shoulder. Mike preens at the touch. “Trying to get through the stupid Water Temple, still.”

Mike barks out a quiet laugh. “Good luck,” he says, “my kids have been going on about that for months. I have absolutely zero tips for you.”

“What good are you to me if you can’t even get me gaming tips from resident high schoolers?” Will scoffs, which earns another quiet laugh from Mike. Will smiles, pleased, and turns his head, kissing Mike’s temple. “How’s that big brain of yours doing?”

“Not completely gone, but manageable now, at least,” Mike answers.

Will hums. “Think you can manage some soup?”

Mike pulls back to give him a look. “Do you think you can manage some soup?”

“That was one time,” Will hisses, after letting out the quietest indignant squawk a person has ever indignantly squawked. Mike is lucky that Will is such a considerate boyfriend -- Will wishes he could say the same.

“Just because we painted over the scorch marks doesn’t mean they’re not still there,” Mike points out. Before Will can protest further, Mike is pushing himself up and pressing their lips together, the most effective method of silencing Will known to man (scientifically proven). “I’ll make it. Chicken noodle okay?”

Will watches as he starts to head towards the kitchen, shifting so that the arm that was just holding Mike is draped over the back of the couch. “Are you sure you’re up for it?” he asks, loud enough so that Mike can hear him, but quietly enough so that he doesn’t disturb him.

“Soup is easy,” Mike answers, grabbing a pot and turning on the hood light. He reaches into the cupboard to the left of the stove and grabs the familiar red and white can, and then looks back over his shoulder at Will with a shit-eating grin. “At least, it’s easy for most of us.”

“You’re never going to let me live that down, are you?” Will asks with a frown.

“Not in this lifetime,” Mike says easily, pouring the soup into the pot he retrieved and moving it to the back of the stove. Once he’s flicked the burner on, he turns back towards Will and leans against the counter, still wearing that stupid, smug grin.

Will sticks his tongue out at him. “Glad to see you’re feeling better, asshole.”

“Much better,” Mike says. He casts a glance over his shoulder at the soup on the burner, then pushes off the counter and strides back over to the couch, leaning down and capturing Will’s lips in another kiss. His lips are dry and warm, and he’s annoying, and he doesn’t deserve to be attacked by his own head twice a month, and Will loves him so, so much. He pulls back, and Will just stares up at him, because when the only light is coming from a single lightbulb in the kitchen and the glow of the television, Mike is the brightest thing in the room. “Much, much better,” Mike says again, his lips brushing Will’s with every word, and then dives back in for another kiss.

(There is not another soup incident, but it’s a close call.)

#byler #byler fic #byler fanfic #byler fanfiction #byler ao3 #wiseatom minis #thats a ficlet tag now ig uess .#ANYWAY sorry that this was . maybe not as much of what you asked for #hopefully there is enough hurt/comfort to make it worth it <3 #in my head they live in california n the year is 1999 n mike is a 9th grade english teacher n will works at d*sney as a character artist #he is working on the 2001 animated feature atlantis the lost empire . ty for coming to my ted talk #me: creates the most intricate backstory for a fic tht is less than 2k .

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algea · 1 month

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TYSM FOR 5,000 LIKES????????????????

you guys are literally the best and i literally cried over this

#5000 likes #tumblr milestone #thank you #ghostbusters #lars pinfield #ghostbusters frozen empire #lars pinfield x reader #ghostbusters x reader #james acaster #lars pinfield x you #ghost adventures #zak bagans #chuckle sandwich #ted nivision x reader #ted nivison #schlatt #schlatt x reader #simon ghost riley

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moonlit-typewriter · 4 months

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The Roman Empire wasn’t built in a day and therefore my Roman Empire shan’t be built on one scene.

Percy praying to his mom instead of the gods? That’s in there.

The stairwell switch in the St. Louis arch? That too.

The first Percabeth hug? The very streets on which Romans walk.

Waterland and the gold throne? That’s whole temple column, that is.

Grover gaslighting the god of war with ease? Immaculate, yes, welcome to the city.

Sally and Poseidon in the diner? You cannot have an empire without it.

Percy meeting his dad for the first time? Long live Rome, my friend.

I can’t pick just one scene, this whole show is my Roman Empire.

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grav3y-boat · 5 months

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Midnight burger is super cool guess who my favorite characters are

#midnight burger #midnight burger caspar #midnight burger Casper #midnight burger ted #they’re in love #midnight burger leif #midnight burger gloria #midnight burger ava #ava maddox #ted empire #found family #my fav #pls someone listen to midnight burger #why is there zero content for this pod #i need more ted #casper x ted

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philocalistwrites · 7 months

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God is a woman🙏🏼

#hannah waddingham #rebecca welton #she could step on me and i'd thank her #ted lasso #i cant get over this #shes so fucking amazing #her singing can bring me to my knees #i am not even joking #god is a woman #her voice is so 🤌🏼#these photos are my roman empire #i will spontaneously combust #real #the power of women #I dont even remember where i found two of these photos but I love them

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snowsoftimes · 9 months

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I have to wonder if “Livia poisoned everyone” was more of a satirical running joke rather than an actual conspiracy theory

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brotkoleha · 1 year

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I don't see the difference.

#ted raimi #atlantis the lost empire #milo thatch #seaquest

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syn4k · 1 year

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it just hit me that we haven't actually made a post compiling all of our s2!pixl headcanons yet so here you fuckers go. you wanna be a professional pixposter like we are (god i wish i was getting paid for having hyperfixations on the internet)? follow in my example

that thigh holster of his actually doubles as a knee brace and holds a journal and like seven mechanical pencils! pix always has a mechanical pencil on him

this man wears glasses and they are NEVER CLEAN. theyre always smudged and dirty no matter how much he rubs them off on his shirt he puts them back on and they look the exact same if not worse

this man has a sleep schedule borrowed from the devil but when he does sleep he can fall asleep ANYWHERE. under a bush, on top of a mountain, in the deep dark, in his bed, on a boat, you name it he can snooze there

sometimes in the middle of a conversation he'll look up and look like he's focusing on something else but carry the convo effortlessly. one time gem asked him what he was looking at and he went "oh, nothing, that cloud back there just really looks like a rabbit" and she turned around and goddamn he was right. It sure did look like a rabbit.

he/they aroace i will stick with this forever

neptune the ghost cat has a lot of different names and they don't really care so pix switches it up a lot but he calls them Miette when they're sulking in a corner because he didn't let them have some of the sculk he was studying (yes, his cat eats the spooky soul goop. as far as he can tell it isn't hurting them, so)

very loose and casual but still deliberate in his movements. this is a man who sits slightly dramatically into a chair and drapes one arm over the side, who swings his pack over one arm before walking somewhere, who holds up one finger before crouched looking at something on the ground

speaking of, this man has paused trade agreements before because he saw a rock that was a fossil on the ground and split it open with one end of his pickaxe. another time, he picked up a frog wandering by and just put it on his head and kept talking like nothing had ever happened

video game nerd (affectionate)

the lower levels of his crypt actually house some more modern comforts, like a fully functioning if slightly musty shower, a kitchen (complete with electric kettle), an ancient pc setup with the crustiest ass keyboard from 2005 that runs Windows 7 and somehow Microsoft Word, and 3/4ths of a laboratory which is NOT osha compliant. he'd love for it to be and is slightly anxious that it isn't, but given his situation he has to make do with what he has

definitely ate mud as a child

#ray's tag #thanks for coming to my ted talk #pixlriffs #mcyt #empires smp

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geekynerfherder · 11 months

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Showcasing art from some of my favourite artists, and those that have attracted my attention, in the field of visual arts, including vintage; pulp; pop culture; books and comics; concert posters; fantastical and imaginative realism; classical; contemporary; new contemporary; pop surrealism; conceptual and illustration.

The art of Nick Comparone.

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lunar-years · 7 months

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bit of a random one but how do you think roy/keeley/jamie would describe each other’s hugs? is there a best hugger between the three of them or does it just depend on the situation?

Anon i LOVE this question. If you've been following me for a while you'll know fictional hugs are my favorite thing in the world. in romantic pairings it is often better than kissing to me!!! I love to see it!! anyway here's my analysis (I've thought about this a lot) ...

Roy hugs:

Pros- His hugs are so tight and so grounding and make his partners feel so secure and warm and safe and loved. When they're upset, he has no problem letting them sob it out on his shoulder, snot and all. It does not phase him and he will in fact pull them in tighter! I think Jamie and Keeley would both say they feel safest in Roy's arms - like absolutely nothing or nobody can get to them because whatever bad thing it is would have to get through Roy first, and Roy's not going anywhere.

Cons- Roy's not going anywhere, is he? His hugs can be like, kind of bone-crushing. Especially if he's worried about the person he's hugging (which happens to be when he's most likely to offer hugs), no way is he letting them go. He also hugs like the other person is going to disappear if he lets up the pressure, all desperate-like. At some point Keeley and Jamie have to be like "ok babe, this is actually starting to hurt, can you loosen up a bit?"

Keeley hugs:

Pros- Keeley is an all-around fantastic hugger (source- just watch literally any rebeccakeeley hug amen) and she is also extremely liberal with her hugs. She WILL hug anyone for anything. Excited hugs, comforting hugs, "it's been a whole two hours since I've seen you" hugs, you name it. Her best hugs are when she's very happy and she's just absolutely brimming with it, to where Roy and Jamie can feel her whole body tingling. If they're sad, she will also hug them to her chest and stroke their hair, which they both love and find super comforting.

Cons- Even when you don't want a hug, you're getting a hug. Also sometimes she's SO excited she can't contain herself to just a hug, so the hug also involves a lot of jumping around and screaming excitably. Jamie typically loves this, but Roy does not. He's always startled by it and doesn't know what to do with all that energy.

Jamie hugs:

Pros- like Roy, he gives very tight solid hugs. Better at receiving hugs than initiating them (despite how much he tries to break away from it, the mentality of "hugs are something that are allowed on the pitch with the lads only and with Mummy when we're alone" is still engrained in him a bit. He doesn't believe that anymore, obviously, but it's so rooted in him that he doesn't think to go for a hug often. it's much easier for him to drape himself off someone's shoulder or cuddle up to them slowly than to hug them outright). Still, once he melts into it he's a great hugger!!

Cons- again, he doesn't initiate them often. Each time he gets a hug outside of the context of a football match, even once he and Roy and Keeley are very established, it's like he can't really believe it's happening, and so it takes him a moment to adjust and lean into it and allow himself to accept that softness from others. He's also too quick to associate hugs as a "reward" he has to "earn" through good behavior (such as 'earning' a hug from Roy for making a good play on the pitch). So when they go to hug him just because he's sad or looks like he could use a damn hug, he's taken aback and can go a bit panicky if he's too in his head or they don't soothe him in the ways that work for him. They keep having to remind him that they fucking care about him and he doesn't have to constantly do things to earn their affection and love, he deserves that just by being him. (Jamie just has such touch-starved energy I'm sorry to say.)

#I WILL talk you to death about hugs #in internet speak hugging is my roman empire.#royjamiekeeley #ted lasso #roy kent #keeley jones #jamie tartt #asks #ship post

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