t-akipsilim
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So there's a strange "defense" of Miraculous I've seen crop up on occasion. The idea that everything wrong about the Lovesquare powerdynamic is deliberate and will all be explored next season (lets put aside that this defense has been cropping up for 3 seasons now). The claim that Soon(TM), the writers are gonna make the characters face the concequences and explore the fallout of the entire jenga-tower of BS they've been "carefully" setting up all along... Which... isnt a defense I vibe with, cause it fundamentally boils down to "its not a Kids Rolemodel Show, its a deconstruction of a Kids Rolemodel Show". It's a defence that would place Marinette alongside Tyler Durden, Walter White and Rick Sanchez in the "you werent supposed to relate to them" pantheon. And while i think there are plenty of reasons that deconstruction is a usefull tool (even if i hate the dime-a-dozen "Childrens Fairytale but its depression" and "Superman, but psycho"' decon-stories out there). I'd argue 'Kids Rolemodel Show' is the one genre that should never be deconstructed, or at least not in the slow-burn,long-form way the people arguing this claim the show to be doing. And i hold that stance for one simple two-part reason: Poe's law, and the fact that the deconstructed genre is aimed at an audience with absolute zero media-literacy. (reminder: "5-6 year old kids" is the one audience where that is not an insult, simply a statement of fact.) A show aimed deconstructing a genre with an audience for whom it may actually be their first big piece of media is legitimately dangerous. Because there is no way a 5 year old can be expected to tell "deconstruction of a formulaic kids cartoon" from "Formulaic kids cartoon". The idea that "they've been making Marinette into a bad example deliberately and are going to reveal the entire show to have been a carefull ruse in season 6/7" is supposed to be a defense? Its frankly absurd. A 6 year kid who watched the show when it first aired and idolised Ladybug, could be old enough to drink by the time S6 reveals she was supposed to be a bad example. A little girl who based her relationships on the way Mari pursues romance would have a restraining order by the time the show indends to pull this twist. And some of y'all are claiming that "actually its a long-form deconstruction" is a defense? I legit don't get y'all.
ok well this blew my mind
This is also true with filmmakers. Western filmmakers pan their cameras mostly left to right and Iranian filmmakers do right to left.
These two
Sketch is done ✨
"You're the only one I have left..."
single layer doodles
"why is my mental health so bad" -> oh yeah I haven't gazed fondly at a large body of water in a month
₊˚⊹ ♡ . JUST SHOW UP AND BE PRETTY.
“Mr. and Mrs. Robertson are the ones whose daughter just went off to college… she’s a hospitality major, I think… or maybe it was nursing—argh!” You drop your head into your hands, your notecards crinkling at the edges before you toss them down onto the dresser, giving up on your studying. “I’m never gonna be able to remember all this.”
Bruce rounds the corner, shrugging on his shirt casually. He isn’t even dressed, and the gala starts in twenty minutes.
“No one expects you to.” He hums placidly.
“You’re the CEO, it’s gonna look bad if I’m with you and I don’t know anyone’s names.” A frown starts to tug your mouth downwards, your teeth digging into your bottom lip anxiously.
As he finishes buttoning his shirt, looking entirely too handsome in plain, crisp white, Bruce crosses the room and joins you in front of his dresser. He brings a hand up to cup the side of your face, his thumb brushing against your lips in an attempt to smooth your growing frown. You lean into his touch automatically, his hand warm against your skin.
“Sweetheart, this isn’t work. Tonight’s supposed to be fun—at least a little, I’d hoped.” The baritone of his voice is so soothing, your concerns practically melt at the first comforting word that leaves his mouth. Bruce has always had a way of doing that, of saying things with such resolute calmness that they had to be true.
“Just don’t wanna embarrass you.” You mumble, though you knew he had already suspected as much.
Bruce lets out a slow, quiet sigh, his hand drifting down to rest on the crook of your neck. He tugs you gently forward, and you let him, as he makes you turn to face the mirror. You’re in the cobalt blue gown he picked out, throat and ears studded with matching sapphires. As you look in the mirror, your eyes don’t stay trained on your own reflection for long—rather, they flick to Bruce, who’s looming over you like some overly handsome and comforting phantom. He squeezes your neck reassuringly.
“Look at yourself. How could you embarrass me when you look like this?”
Despite yourself, you feel the corner of your mouth start to tip up into a small smile. Bruce catches it and grins, flashing his teeth in a way that’s equally as intoxicating every time he does it. Secretly, you spend most of your time together trying to coax those from him.
He dips his head to brush his lips against the shell of your ear, and you shudder lightly at his breath against your skin. “Just be there, and be next to me, and be gorgeous. Everyone will love you.”
Your eyelashes flutter as your eyes start to drift shut, lulled by his voice in your ear, like he’s hypnotizing you. You nod numbly, suddenly very agreeable with whatever he had to say. He lets out a small, deep laugh into your ear, hands smoothing over your shoulders as he pulls back from you.
“We’re gonna be late.” You point out, a whine at the edge of your voice from the sudden absence of him against you.
“Yes, definitely.” He replies.
one of my favorite posts of all time is the "o the pelican" one. genuinely a modern classic imo deserves to be in a museum
From a shoot I did a while back Count of Monte Cristo inspired..
Don’t let me go, go, go, go………
Canon in my heart 😭 🤍
Family; Found and Favoured
Plotted thread with @jynxd
Viktor sat slightly crouched over his work as per usual. There was an abundance of noise around him but he had grown used to it here in their little hideaway on Emberflit Alley. Blitzcrank creaking away, Isha humming - no doubt scribbling all over Blitzcrank's chassis again and Jinx's music blasting away.
Long gone were the days the Machine Herald was permitted to work in peace. And yet... he didn't seem to mind. Removed, was his mask. His armour plating up for repairs and reworks. His augmented left arm tapped along the steel table as he read through his papers. His HexClaw also needed repairs... It had been a tough battle after all.
Reaching in his drawer, not looking away from the paper as he felt around for something that clearly wasn't there. "Hm?" He glanced down, rifling through the seemingly mismatched collection. But he knew what should and shouldn't be in here.
"Who has my spare infrared lenses? I swear if they are being used for 'dramatic lighting' again, Miss Isha..."
Was sketching portraits for a project and a young Silco appears ! Brainrot rotting
#arcane #youngsilco #silco
dog time AKA the only reason i've been managing not to overwork myself
you can pry starting sentences with 'and' or 'but' out of my cold, dead hands
Year of the Acolyte
Since August, The Acolyte has been featured in 60+ articles lauding its story, actors, and impact on 2024! And the number keeps climbing! Here are just a few of those accolades. This NYE, we reflect on that growing love. It is undeniably the #YearofTheAcolyte! #RenewtheAcolyte
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you are NOT JAMES BOND. you are NOT A GIRLBOSS. you are A 16 YR OLD BEING ABUSED BY THE DEEP STATE
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— Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Nelson Algren c. November 1949
Leave me and my weird names in peace
missed time by Ha Jin
When you kill a healthcare ceo, it’s terrorism. When someone shoots your kid in elementary school, it’s thoughts and prayers for like a week and then they move on. It truly shows the fact that terrorism is whatever the american government wants it to mean.
Longing. . . rusted. . .
[bonus]
Thinking about how Glinda never really hated that hat. She actually really loved it. It was dear to her. Her granny made it for her and probably played pretend with her, making Glinda’s dreams of becoming a sorceress come true. Glinda was just embarrassed when Pfannee and Shen Shen found it, so she pretended to hate it.
Maybe when she said she didn’t hate anyone that much to give it away, she really meant she didn’t love anyone that much— she didn’t trust anyone to understand how she could love a hat so hideous.
Maybe she knew Elphaba would understand. Maybe she knew Elphaba would take care of it.
And maybe Elphaba proved her right. And now, Glinda gets to admire as the most fearless person she has ever met cherishes her hat as dearly as she did.
