[Horse Noises]

My slideblogs include: HeavyWeaponsGNC for tf2, Papakhan for fallout, Mediponee for art

[alexmey-does-an-arts]

legendary scrandle pull

[alexmey-does-an-arts]

legendary scrandle pull

[despazito]

[tieflingkisser]

[lesbianslimefriend]

here's where to find it on windows 10

[the-tiny-dragons-tea-room]

Ugh, it was in mine. It's off now.

[the-tiny-dragons-tea-room]

IT GETS WORSE

I had to turn this off, but it's something that allows Windows and anyone using your device to generate text/images.

LOBOTOMIZE YOUR MACHINES

[invidiaesc]

🔓 ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: SECRET ENDING ✨

[jeredu]

Hey remember this post? The phone call? I'm working on a little something :)

NOT FINISHED YET but I can't help it, i rarely get the motivation for comics. It's like... halfway done? Probably this many MORE panels before it's done.

[satanfemme]

We Care About You - acrylic paint markers on paper

[arrepentirse]

Ablative Radiotherapy Purge

[itsmattibad]

They are communicating

[melancholic-whimsy]

they hate me for my flat facial expressions and inability to contribute to conversations

[sergal]

everyone shut da fuck up this is the only thing that matters

[sergal]

Oh My God Damn

[the-knife-consumer]

I'm really getting the hang of it

[phantomrose96]

I'm very very glad that my knee-jerk, gut-feeling, primal-instinct reaction to seeing a Default Influencer is embarrassment. I think this saves me from a lot of bullshit.

[phantomrose96]

Some lip-filler lady on enough Ozempic to euthanize a horse: "The sad truth is an elite lifestyle takes money and discipline. Buy these brands on credit if you have to. Skip meals."

Me: "Oh. Oh I'm physically experiencing the effects of secondhand embarrassment. You live like this? This is your life? Your interiority? If I was anything like this I'd kill myself I think."

[phantomrose96]

To be clear ☝️, absolutely not gender-exclusive. Some broccoli-haired shirtless 23-year-old man on enough trenbolone to euthanize a different horse starts talking about how to be a high-value male and I start thinking instantly about how I'd have 4,000 slugs use me as a jungle-gym before I'd want this man within cootie-contagion distance of me.

[phantomrose96]

[refuzz]

[phantomrose96]

Respect for my soldiers… she’s saving him… the hons…

[molabuddy]

its kind of fun to uninstall programs you arent using to free up space and see them all beg for their lives

[lujinarchive]

Katara and Sokka

[satanfemme]

We Care About You - acrylic paint markers on paper

[tyrantisterror]

The core appeal of Willy Wonka is that he's a nigh-omnipotent maniac who uses his near limitless powers over reality to trick shitty people into killing themselves. You can't make him the protagonist of a whimsical coming of age tale - you have to treat him like Jason Voorhees, or Dracula, or any other horror icon. Give him some new victims and new interesting kills and set him loose, that's all audiences want.

[bcomic-blog]

I feel like I watched a somewhat different movie...

[tyrantisterror]

[fluidstatick]

Gene lobbied hard for Wonka to be introduced as a feeble limping old man who suddenly falls into a forward somersault and leaps to his feet, because "from that moment on the audience won't know if he can be trusted." On a related note: the director told Gene what would happen during the boat scene, but none of the other actors were prepared; to this day, none of them are sure what he ad libbed and what was scripted.

My favorite detail, though, is his performance of Pure Imagination. On the surface, the song is charming and inviting, but if you look closely at him throughout the scene, you'll notice that Gene never blinks. He looks around, down at his feet, up at the trees; his eyes never fully close. He moves erratically, stuttering up and down the steps of the chocolate room. The lyrics are warm and friendly, but his face is blank. He bows to permit his visitors to run amok, but his posture is stiff. He helps Violet and Mike reach a couple of treats, but there is no joy in the gesture. The final post-chorus feels like a dirge, a threat, and a warning, all at once; Wonka sits in repose under a tree, but his eyes are glassy and dispassionate. "There is no life I know to compare with pure imagination; / living there / you'll be free / if you truly / wish / to be.......... "

Fantasy in excess, like anything else, will destroy you; that's the real message of Gene Wilder's Wonka. He taunts his guests with unrepentant disdain, and doesn't care if they live or die. He toys with their emotions, their safety, and their grip on reality, feeling no regret or remorse, no pity, no compassion. Fantasy is colorful and compelling, but it's false, and ultimately empty. Wonka is a walking maladaptive daydream, and as far as I'm concerned, that's the real reason the 1971 film has endured in the culture for so long.

[nudityandnerdery]

Wait, I'm expanding my "Mary Poppins vs. Bugs Bunny" trickster spectrum here.