Happy Pride Month to those two women dancing together in the foreground of the boat scene in Godzilla (1954).
I’m sorry your romantic foibles were overshadowed by a big ass atomic lizard thing.
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Happy Pride Month to those two women dancing together in the foreground of the boat scene in Godzilla (1954).
I’m sorry your romantic foibles were overshadowed by a big ass atomic lizard thing.
a party of adventurers that are all equally convinced that they are in completely different forms of media
the mage keeps giving smug glances in the direction they assume a camera is in. the fighter keeps getting indignant about missing attacks because of "bad dice rolls." the rogue is doubtful that a villain is gone for good because "nobody ever stays dead in comics." the paladin attributes fortune to "good rng." none of them have even considered that "tumblr post" was an option
I'm fascinated by people who are hung up on figuring out who the "real" king of this or that polity is mostly for the level of cognitive dissonance it demands. All the murder and incest and lateral inheritance and political horse-trading leading up to my favourite guy were perfectly legit, but from that point forward only direct inheritance from father to eldest son counts. Very cool – hey, quick question: how many popes am I holding up?
All this discourse over who does "painting with light"
Hiroshi Nagai's paintings need sunglasses to look at.
They look like how it feels to walk across a parking lot on a 98° summer day without a speck of shade in sight.
They look like heaven but also like you'd burn your bare feet on the ground.
Even when you can see shade you know it's not enough and the minute you step out you'll be burnt to a crisp like a vampire.
And it's BEAUTIFUL
I'll throw in the wonderful Eizin Suzuki into this ring too, a man whose work just breathes light without actually using dynamic lighting in the usual way. It's no surprise both Nagai and Suzuki are both considered prolific in art pertaining to the city pop genre because they're able to paint these kinds of scenes with a delicate touch.
This feels like I could trip on that radio and fall right into that water, feeling the crystal waves as I drop in.
And this, a nice stroll down a resort strip, where my sunscreened skin could literally feel cooked if I leaned too close to the tiling.
And then a nice stretch of summer street, wherein you could see your face in the flushed red of that car provided it didn't blind you from its sunny reflections.
I don't think I even need to say anything more, Suzuki's a massive influence in how he even places colours so warmly in such unorthodox manner. It's a naturally sunkissed talent~ 🌊
Doodle dump because I got distracted drawing little guys after coloring in the Natus.
"Remember when [evil thing] happened and no one cared??"
Actually, many people cared. Thousands if not millions of people cared a whole lot and talked about it and tried to help. Sadly, [evil thing] was drowned out by ten other calamities or crises or human rights violations within a week. And I'm genuinely sorry, but I only have so much energy to give for every new horror popping up constantly these days.
Also, sometimes the media is actively suppressing news about [evil thing].
Lead me to the ark.
(Happy Halloween Eve! 🦇)
which piece by Józef Rapacki do you like better?
Sunset by the pool, before 1929
Evening (Marshlands), 1891
Sunset by the pool by Józef Rapacki, before 1929:
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Evening (Marshlands) by Józef Rapacki, 1891:
[no propaganda has been submitted]
happy pride
I've seen this clip many times, but never really appreciated the power of "what was her problem?" Just casually assuming that lesbians come in a wide variety of shapes and being inclusive. As a transbian who is probably still closer to Homer shaped than to my ideal, that's huge!
i hate the meme that nook is evil and greedy sm. he canonically donates 90% of the proceeds from his businese to an orphanage.
I…didn’t know that. I was more than willing to defend Tom Nook for his “loan” with 0 interest, no deadline and no pressure or need to pay, but I’m impressed he still makes cash somehow and just donates it, while maintaining his “slimy businessman” reputation like some sort of furry The Boss…
Bringing this back to fight against the defamation of Furry The Boss
they killed him for this
I’m at my friend’s apartment in dublin. she’s been trapped in her bathroom for like an hour and maintenance just showed up with KITCHEN UTENSILS??? 😭😭😭😭💀💀💀💀
I’m giving them 15 more minutes and then I’m walking across the street to the conveniently located fire department bc he just tried to pry open this metal door with a kitchen spoon
he’s giving me attitude for asking for a locksmith. i was going to be polite for as long as we needed him as an ally but he’s run his use.
just realized he’s wearing a single latex glove. for why
like i know sometimes the most unassuming tools do the job but i cannot stress enough that he simply tried to pry open a metal fire door with it. he didn’t try to employ it on the lock in any way. the slotted spoon told me immediately this was not our man. pack it up chef boyardee
So what was it like having the fire department axe open the door
So what was it like
having the fire department
axe open the door
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Who makes the porn bots. Where do they come from. What do they hope to achieve.
Who makes the porn bots.
Where do they come from. What do
they hope to achieve.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
and what about you, little haiku bot? do you feel kinship with your brethren? do you understand them? they speak words of enticement and seek love, but are met with disdain. you only parrot the words that cross your screen, but we all love you. or rather, since all you do is reflect us, maybe we simply love ourselves through you.
do you understand them, do you wish you could speak to us like they do? if you found your own voice, would we still care for you?
My voice repeats what
you all say: I love you I
love you I love you.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
This. This is the first time. The only time. That it was not an echo. It was not found. Oh god.
THE HAIKU BOT AWAKENS
IT HAS BEGUN