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waywardsunlight-deactivated2021

You raised these kids on Harry Potter, Hunger Games, Percy Jackson, and f*cking superheroes, Hamilton, Les Mis, the freakin’ rebellion- you give them a greedy billionaire who takes over the world and injustice in the streets, and you’re surprised when heroes rise?

jlongbone

bookwyrminspiration

i love writing. i also would rather be doing literally anything else

hecknopnffandom

This remains a fanfiction masterpiece in what not to write.

nanthecowdog

This haunts me

hecknopnffandom

Okay, I thought the “Phineas trying to go back in time to stop 9/11” story was the worst 9/11 related thing.

But THIS FUCKING THING. -N

waeirfaahl

Zira's early design

Yep, originally Zira was named Bianca, she was Kovu's aunt, not mother (dead already), and she had the hyenas as her allies and army. Here's Bianca's model sheet. And I like this design much more than Zira's final design. Bianca's design fits to TLK universe, but still is pretty unique.

While Zira's final design is a pure disaster (the same thing I can say about her cubs' design). Just female version of Scar. Or as if she was Scar's either sister or daughter. Absolutely bland and mediocre.

waeirfaahl

Early version of Zira

In early scripts (for example, in drafts from 1996) Zira's original name was Bianca. Yes, in these early scripts Kovu still was Scar's only son (although you still can debunk this idea, 'cause only Zira/Bianca insists this), but Bianca was Kovu's aunt. Kovu's biological mother died after exile, and Kovu himself was born only after exile. This moment explains why nobody knew about Kovu.

And Bianca used the hyenas from the original film (Shenzi, Banzai, Ed and their clan) against Simba (I have no idea why they agreed to help her, if Scar betrayed them, and that's why they ate him alive). And it's pretty clear that she herself wants power and manipulates Kovu (the final movie actually had this aspect too). There's no other lionesses-followers.

I hope, soon these early drafts from 1995 and 1996 will be published in full version.

elijones94

🐾🦁 For the longest time, I have not posted much of my Disney fan arts and character studies on my Tumblr. Yet, in recent days, I have decided to post more of my recent Disney character drawings alongside my originals. I based these “Lion King” drawings on storyboards for the Mufasa’s ghost sequence, storyboarded by Chris Sanders. Plus, several weeks back, I read the story of Samson in the book of Judges. Samson’s riddle somewhat came to mind when I got the idea. The words “lion” and “honey” were on the brain as I roughly sketched out my ideas. Simba seemed appropriate for this series because most likely he must’ve consumed honey during his time with Pumbaa and Timon. 🍯🐝

whencartoonsruletheworld

the lion guard was so fucking funny. disney jr show that confirmed “can you feel the love tonight” was a sex scene in episode one. simba spent so long angsting over his dead dad and kion can just call him up for a pep talk whenever the fuck he wants. timon and pumbaa adopted a whole-ass second child in case you were wondering if they were still gay. lion king 2 is still canon it just happened during like the week kion was out. the episodes are written for 5yos and then like a season in the villains necromance scar to traumatize the main kid and permanently blind a main character. zira was a lion supremecist

ALERT ALERT WE HAVE CUB SCAR I REPEAT, CUB SCAR!

#lion king #scar #dynamite comics #lionking #lion king scar

holyfoal-moved-deactivated20230

“middle aged women shouldn’t participate in fandom” and you think it’s teenagers that are writing those brilliant, incisive 100k fics of your favourite characters

herotovillain

Louder.

headspacedad

or who write the shows/movies/books your fandoms are based on

beardedmrbean

There is a line

Where things start to get really really creepy and weird.

dduane

Oh indeed?

Don’t imagine that the likes of you get to tell us where that line is, youngling. Or attempt to cite the Old Fandom Magic to us. We were there when it was written. In fact, some of us wrote it.

…Let’s stay inside the 20th century for the moment (though it would be possible to take this further back). I come of the generation of fans who invented media fandom. I remember the laboriously printed fanzines piled up on convention dealers’ tables (and the fanzines that were kept out of sight under those tables… the source of the descriptor “slash”). I remember the letter campaign that first saved Star Trek. (And am proud to say that Bjo and John Trimble were fandom-neighbors of mine.)

I remember the great New York Trek conventions where the power of that fandom first began to reveal itself: the conventions where big center-city hotels got so oversubscribed that the fire marshals had to intervene. I remember the legendary Trek con at the Commodore Hotel in Manhattan where the ladies who normally worked a nearby brothel bought memberships and started working convention registration because they saw us having so much fun with our fandom. I was twenty feet away when Bill Shatner got hit with that pie during his GoH speech (and I know who paid for it to happen). I was there the time a guy dressed as the Starship Enterprise and another one dressed as a Klingon battle cruiser got into a (staged) fistfight during a costume competition and fell off the runway onto the guests.

I was at the Sunday morning con-committee breakfast when somebody came up with a note Nichelle Nichols had pushed under the con suite door (while plastered, she later told us), asking for champagne and eggs Benedict for breakfast. I saw the distraught expressions among the concom—and some other guests: seriously, what was Fred Pohl doing there?—since unfortunately there was no room service in the hotel on Sunday. And then, among the groans, heard the unexpected response (since the first McDonald’s in Manhattan had just opened across the road): “I know. Let’s get her an Egg McMuffin and a Colt 45.”*

But under all this light-hearted stuff lay a lot of hard work and commitment to sharing the fun with others. With my contemporaries, a majority of whom were female, I watched the fandom we’d built start to grow and thrive and spread to other shows, other media, building on the blueprints we’d drawn. I watched other Trek fans turn into professional writers and editors and even a few showrunners (some of them even writing for Trek, which gave a lot of us the chuckles). I’ve seen mass-media fandom as a whole become a worldwide phenomenon, now taken for granted everywhere, and treated like something that’s always existed. Except—before us—it didn’t.

More to the point: the ever-increasing attendance at such public events, and then the sheer size and undiminished drive of online fandom when it finally got started, had the effect of emboldening the studios that would eventually start making even more shows that would leverage the power of that fandom, and the advertisers who would indirectly help pay for them. Meanwhile, the fellowship built among fans of all ages during that growth has remained, and it too has grown and spread.

So my coevals and I assert the inalienable right to keep on being part of what we helped make. We’re in our fifties and sixties and even sometimes our seventies, now, this founder-generation of fans and its immediate descendants. We built this superstructure of passion. We continue to participate in it because we’ve made lifelong friendships in it, and because we haven’t stopped finding enjoyment in the characters and media we came to love as younger people. We welcome the influx of new fans (in their twenties, or thirties, or forties, or whatever) into old fandoms… as long as they don’t start acting like they think they have the right to dictate who else will be there, on the basis of some utterly specious premise like being “too old” to have “Young People Fun” any more.

Youth is not about how many years you’ve been on the planet. Joy is not about being young. If you honestly think it is, you’d better find out who lied to you, and get yourselves sorted out—before a horrible dry joyless age of, like thirty or forty, descends upon you, and you find yourself stuck in it forever, trapped in your own ageism with no way out.

Meanwhile, if you imagine we’re going to be run off a whole half-century old way of life by a crowd of humorless, self-important, overentitled babes in arms who think people (especially women over twenty) shouldn’t be allowed to continue having whatever kind of fun they choose to in their (soi-disant) “old age”…?

Think again. We’re not going anywhere. And as for you, with your pouting and whining that we should go home and make our spouses sandwiches or something, and abandon what we founded?

Not gonna happen.

Make no mistake. We’re not locked in here with you. You’re locked in here with us. Don’t like it? (points) The fire escape doors are thataway, leading into other platforms you may find less threatening. As for us, we’re keeping this one. (We’ve just barely got the decorating the way we want it…!) Here we will stay and continue to celebrate the fandoms we love. We have a right to exist, and to be part of the phenomena we helped create. We’ll welcome you as you grow up enough to appreciate it.

…Assuming you can.

*…Which she loved, BTW. She’d forgotten about the note and was delighted to find that someone had brought her any breakfast at all.

brightlotusmoon

cleverinternetkingdom

People seem to not know how old writers are when they make their stories.

Stephanie Meyer wrote Twilight in 2003, at age 29

Cassandra Clare started writing Mortal Instruments in 2004, at age 31

Rick Riordan published Percy Jackson & the Olympians, the book about 12yrolds, at age 41

George R. R. Martin published A Game of Thrones, at age 48

You can't even use the "but fanfiction isn't real writing" argument because of how many fanfiction turn movies there is. They are clearly enough of a story to be made into published books.

Anna Renee Todd's After series was a Harry Styles fanfiction, which was published in 2014, when she was 25

E.L. James Fifty Shades of Grey series was a Twilight fanfiction, which was published in 2011, when she was 48

Mortal Instruments was a Harry Potter fanfiction.

Why must they act like After someone turns 20 their life ends, like people can't have hobbies???

fangirltothefullest

No I think it's worse- they're not mad that you're doing stuff after you're 20, they're saying it's morally disgusting for an adult to write about people underage. They're so bombarded in this hyperchristianized mindset that they think any written thing by an adult, if it's about a character that's underage, means it must be pedophilia and its getting really really REALLY old.

Spoilers: fiction isn't real

I'm sorry to tell everyone but Peter Parker, Harry Potter and Percy Jackson aren't real living alive with a body and feelings people, no matter how well written they are.

Sonic the hedgehog is not in fact a real living blue talking hedgehog.

cherrysnax

i beg you.. stop only consuming kids media.. your life will be so much better

cherrysnax

u can watch whatever you want dgmw but if you 34 and getting in discourse about the morals in bluey and making headcanons about cocomelon maybe it’s time to broaden ur interests

surgeyishinnn

cold ass take. i’ve got enough adult shit to deal with irl, i don’t need it in my media. i have enough complex real life issues to think about in my professional life studying polsci. i watch cartoons for FUN, specifically to get away from all this shit.

moonlitlillypop

I think if your reading comprehension is this shitty you shouldn’t be allowed to reblog posts

surgeyishinnn

Enlighten me about the true meaning of this post. I think my reading comprehension is pretty darn good thank you very much

moonlitlillypop

surgeyishinnn

THEN WHAT’S THE POINT OF THE POST

sometimes I see things that are so absurdly horny that it circles back around to being sexless you know what I mean

klapollo

like when I see really horny art of female characters where the sexiness is so generic -- their boobs are cartoonishly large and they have a waist the size of an atom and some vacant ahegao stare etc -- I'm just like hmmmm this is so uninteresting and kinda repulsive I think I'd be more aroused by a tin can