Control's long lost cousin, Organised Chaos

A poet who occasionally writes, sometimes brave enough to record. Otherwise, just another like every other

[peteneems]

The Next Season: 

[iridescent-adolescent]

pro hoe ✨pro virgin✨pro choice✨pro sex on the 1st date✨pro waiting til marriage✨pro anything thats consensual & you’re comfortable with✨

[ryebreadgf]

[warmhappycat]

This is hilarious on its own, but can we talk about how sweet and social the grey cat was being? That right there was empathy, folks. Cats aren’t assholes. They just have very different social norms than humans and dogs do.

[satan-your-lord-and-savior-deac]

he was like

let me- let me help you

[counterspelling]

Me: *getting ready to throw out an empty jar*

Goblin brain: “No!!! *Keep*.”

Me: “What?”

Goblin brain: “kEeP tHe JaR.”

Me: “…what for?”

Goblin brain: “mmmmmmmfff… its purpose… shall be revealed to us… IN TIME!”

[winterswake]

SPIDER-MAN: INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE (2018)

[biscuit-thebloggingpastry]

ALL THE FUCKING DETAILS IN THIS SHOT.

Whrn the group moves to the left, Gwen is the one who takes her eyes off him to make sure the group roubds the corner. Miles turns his head both times, but not only is he the center of the group, but his leg is one of the few things keeping Peni suspended meaning he needs to pay the most attention to the wall.

Noir and Spidey both keep their eyes completely on chair-guy on the first pass. Noir only looking away when they go back for a split second to confirm where they are going, before snapping back to the “threat”. Spidey however, doesnt look away, which leads to his feet dangling in the air while they round the corner.

And of course Porker is a cartoon and bound to his own Roger Rabbit logic as he squeezes behind them without disturbing them.

It May seem silly to point this stuff out, but it informs so much about the individual characters, and really needs to be appreciated ot terms of great animation techniques.

This is also the best shot for showing off the different art designs ie. Noires filter over his image, the cartoon nature of Ham, and even small details in the difference between Gwen and the other two mainline spideys.

IT’S SO GOOD.

[puppetmaster55]

One detail I love is Peni.

Like, she’s up there too, and out of all of them she’s the one who technically doesn’t have any of the spider powers necessary to stick to the walls. So how is she staying up there?

Miles and Gwen.

Look at how they’re both positioned: Miles keeps his right leg angled so that Peni has a sort of perch to keep her legs against, even while they’re on the move, while her upper body is being held in place by Gwen’s left hand (Gwen’s entire left arm isn’t visible in the movements, compared to how we see everyone else’s arms).

Peni is being carefully held in place by Miles and Gwen, and I love that detail.

[twinklecupcake]

Peni also shifts her eyes to look the direction they’re moving the second time. Just for one second, then she focus on Ganke again. Even though she’s not doing any moving herself, she too pays attention to the wall.

[into-the-spiderverse-archived-d]

Also the animators of this scene pointed out they specifically shoved them all together like this to make a shape that’s akin to a spider; they even tried to make out all the limbs of the spider during this animation!

[phuijl]

(Source)

[bogleech]

Hey I’ve seen a lot of versions of this thread but not many that add the most important part:

[nickelodeonstudios]

Also the comic Miles’s roommate is reading is titled “What if there was more than one Spiderman”!

[m1ckhqel]

[m1ckhqel]

[apocalypse-polakiewicz]

Gabriel Dishaw

[mhuky]

Wet Dreamz

‘Let me take ya’ll back man, as I do so well…’

Story time! 

So! The weirdest thing to happen to me in a while just happened, like wow!

So last night, there I am watching The Grand Tour (the new show by the original Top Gear hosts) and I fall asleep, good times. I randomly wake up at 2a.m. I joke around with bae saying this happens when I haven’t sent her a goodnight message. So I send a one. Cool. I get myself some leftover steak and fake Fanta (a.k.a Miranda and it actually goes down, no lie. Just wish it was a bit more carbonated). Then I watch a bit more of The Grand Tour, put my phone aside and fall asleep

Now this is where it gets weird…

So I start to dream and it’s chilled. I’m at my house, all is well. My baby nephew would drive us around where we need to go and it’s all good! So we’re home the one time and everything turns into this Mad Max like world! Peeps are now fighting each other for food and whatnot.

I’m downstairs in my aunt’s room with this girl and my friend. The girl is asleep. She wakes up and I tell her to keep it down because things have turned to hell like Mad Max. Instead of taking my word for it, she starts yelling, “what?! What do you mean?!” (I’m there like 🙄). Then she runs out of the room but she’s back almost immediately as these two people heard her and came to check out what was happening.

So I now have to fight this very masculine woman (whom I’m sure I could have beat 😌 but it would have been quite a fight) and we SQUARE UP because that’s what we do in this new savage world!!!! 😤😤 But this entire time we’re about to fight, she keeps peeping at my phallic member bulging against my shorts 👀 and she even comments saying something to insinuate that if we weren’t about to fight, we’d be about to make wet macaroni. So I’m like 🤔 then I charge towards her, push her back onto the bed and pin her down. I pull out my meat cucumber, she must have been a hungry vegetarian because SHE TOOK IT WITH ENTHUSIASM but it’s then that I BUST THE MOTHER OF ALL OF ALL PIPES 🐳🍾🚀☔

As my baby making milk gushes everywhere, suddenly, it’s no longer on top of this woman but now it’s in my mum’s room and my doughnut glazing utensal is back in my pants but I’m still gushing custard and I run out (obviously), to get some tissue to clean up! As I’m running out, I’m waking up and I look down and think to myself, “really dude? Really??”

[mhuky]

Silence.

Feeling saddened by the chasm we’ve let Fate create 

But I’m giving life too much credit, talking to you is like talking to someone heavily sedated 

Finally getting a reply and letting out a cry that, “mama I made it!”

I made it so that I’m never at more than arm’s length 

And your phone is that far away but I guess you couldn’t muster the strength 

To pick it up, hit me up and tell me that all is well

As well as a terminally ill patient who couldn’t get to the wishing well to wish me well

I wish I had William’s Wish Wellington’s to wish away the distance 

And the feeling that someone dear is clearly missing 

Or rather, they were never real and simply a vision 

Because this detour sold me dreams of a home and I lost track of the mission  

Blinded by light and my heart’s beat, now listen…

That silence is all I get from you

They say that actions speak louder than words and now I feel it’s true

I would send you these words hoping they get to you

But even before I started speaking, my significance was already passed due.

[mhuky]

I set out to send you a message but realised it won't reach In my head, I've asked you so many questions with no replies, you won't speak I just want to know if you were hurting when the curtains faded to black Did you know it was happening? Or was there a lack of feeling? Time passes by and for the most part I'm healing But days like today make me relive the day you went away I set out to send you a message but realised that I can't You're out there decomposing providing nourishment to the plants That'll cater to those in the future Saddens me that I won't see you there

[mhuky]

-End.

What happens when you let loose a recluse? He goes hiding to try find that piece of mind where peace resides Where the emotions abide By the laws of convention Where problems deal with themselves and you don't have to mention You're hurting. You're not the same online and in person You're a person, with one too many scars that scarred you But what's new? That's just the same mess "what's this I hear that you haven't been dating lately?" I'm waiting patiently till I'm at one with myself Till my mental, physical and spiritual are in better health "and will you know if that day ever comes?" Well, I know that it has begun but I can't say if it'll end Because I haven't been doing good with anything that has an end: friend, boyfriend, the end A brother passed away and my already limping heart, staggered and took a plunder It seems I'm fine but at the seams I've been pulled asunder But no, I'm okay. No, I'm fine Like everything else in life, I just need a little and maybe just alot of time

[mhuky]

Told her I'm the Man Of Steel And she should come closer if she wants to feel what's real She laughed and asked if I was done Or better yet, when I had begun Because that was some serious disrespect to her intellect I tried to interject through apologising, an obvious sign of respect But she wasn't having that and said I wasn't gonna have her neither Took a second or two to catch my breath, I needed the breather I once again tried to approach and had my efforts squashed like a roach She asked if my comics would help pay the mortgage or any other bill If my boyish charm could man up, now that would be something real If I had even noticed her eyes Or I just wanted some extra fries to go with her thighs If I could be man enough to admit that I wasn't a man Or better yet, my intentions weren't pure and if I could leave her alone because I wasn't part of God's plan For her to prosper and thrive Stunned, I just turned around to leave, myself and a whole bunch of other guys

[mhuky]

I am terribly in need of a shrink to shrink my inferiority complex

Which is complex

My complexion states that I'm constantly fighting demons' reflection through my reflecting

Highlighting my lack of respect for character traits poised as defects

Seemingly defective for being introspective

Deemed depressed for being objective of self

But if too subjective you'll still say I need help.

[mhuky]

Amateur vlog work that I enjoy doing, based on my written works. Talks about growing up and how sex was of relevance

[mhuky]

New Day.

Yeah, uh (Sun in the sky) (You know how I feel) Me and the RZA connect (Breeze driftin’ on by) Yeah, me and the RZA connect (Breeze driftin’ on by) (It’s a new life for me) (For me, for me) (Oooh, oooh) (And I’m feelin’ good)...

Ever felt the sun shine through your curtains? But have been too scared to look outside because you know seeing the sun will hurt you in a way you want?

...And I’ll never let my son have an ego He’ll be nice to everyone, wherever we go...

Especially since there was a storm the day before and the crashing and hammering of the thunder and lightning brought about a sense of comfort within that is so eerie but wonderful? No? Me neither.

...And I’ll never let ‘em leave his college girlfriend And get caught up with the groupies in the whirlwind And I’ll never let ‘em ever hit the telethon I mean even if people dyin’ and the world ends...

I had a dream that involved her and it was weird.

Her new bae not only came to see me but to chill with me like we had been friends from past lives reincarnated. It was a small room. The bathroom, kitchen and bed were all in arm’s length. I gave him the password to my WiFi. He was updating his apps and...Skyping and talking to her whilst I was there.

...(Breeze driftin’ on by) (It’s a new life for me) Me and the RZA connect...

I could only hear his side of the convo, yet visions of how she looked as she spoke to him were so clear, as if she was the one I was looking at. I’m sure they spoke at great length about a lot of stuff, but all I can remember is of them talking about hooking up.

...Promise to never leave him even if his mama tweakin’ Cause my dad left me and I promise never repeat him Never repeat him, never repeat him...

The only comfort I take from this is the “fact” that I guess I’m really not bitter. I always say that I want her to be happy and even my subconscious agrees...

...Sun in the sky, you know how I feel) (Breeze driftin’ on by, you know how I feel) (Breeze driftin’ on by, you know how I feel) (It’s a new life for me) (It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day) (It’s a new life for me) (Oooh, oooh) (And I’m feelin’…) (Birds flyin’ high, you know how I feel)...

[mhuky]

Moon.

If the tide is brave enough to trust the moon then what have you to hide?

Acting like coal under pressure when I ask you questions, petrified 

By the notion that gravity controls the waves of the ocean 

Arguing in a back and forth motion but see, you make the sea sick and that makes me sick

Tell me distance is an obstacle and I’ll add that to the list of things not to try

Is it a surprise that this is someone not willing to compromise?

So keen to make relations and set sail to that ship

Unprepared for the mishaps that tend to send us adrift 

Not only from the norm but from each other 

I see you warmly staring at the sun too ashamed to admit that I’m your lover 

Like NASA, keeping the truth under wraps and me under the covers

One day you’ll discover I grew the strength to leave, I hope that one day is soon

We’ll see how incomplete you’ll be without a dark side to the face of your moon