#basil yaps

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clark is LITERALLY living rent free in my brain i love him as a character so much. he was so enjoyable to see on screen as unpleasant and immoral of a man as he is. i am fighting the urge to pathetic man-ify him. i love him as a character so much. did i say i love him as a character sm?

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Are there any fun look outside art servers around? I’m a bit shy but I’d really like to branch out and open my shell a bit! Been trying to look online but if anyone has a server let me know! I’d love to make more art friends!!

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Welcome back to Basil yaps about shit that doesn't really matter while I'm supposed to be asleep cause I have work in 2 hours.

Anyway I was thinking about Tweek, and how some people like to give him a “real name” in their fics, and like I never use it in my writing because I think its really confusing and I forget who I'm talking about, but I do have a name hc that I like for him which is James

but I was thinking about what his name would realistically be if Tweek was just a nickname,and like if he's gonna get named after a coffee shop I think its very likely that his dad named him after himself so if he does have a different legal name its probably Richard which is probably worse then Tweek

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expanding on thoughts: i think part of the reason this movie and clark stuck w me so much was because of just how much this movie covers. toxic masculinity, sexism, the way modern life in modern workplaces warps people, toxic job environments, cycles of abuse, the repeating of unhealthy habits over and over in a personal hell, the feeling we all have nowadays of going nowhere, the way only we have the power to change in the end. hell, it even has good on-screen portrayals of emotional disorders/mental illness/NPD and, if you choose to interpret it a certain way, racial aspects if you look closely that add another dimension to clark's very short story.

i think it also hurts because we know that had clark just chosen a different path, he could have been happy, even with everything that happened. like that moment where he chose to drive up to his ex-wife's house and just wallow in his misery instead of apologizing or trying to make amends. as if separated by a metaphysical wall, there is a happy clark somewhere in a parallel timeline just on the other side, the clark we wanted but will never see. (sigh... maybe in another universe you were the grumpy-outside soft-inside middle aged guy archetype i wish you were)

the way we all know a clark, the way we all have the potential to be like him. the way we are all scared of failure, even the personal experience we have of slowly forgetting things over time. it's all there, and i could spend forever talking about this movie.

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You know what makes me really go "damn" is the fact that even if Clark had stayed with his wife and somehow made the family thing work out, I doubt he'd have been a very good dad. At best he'd have been mildly toxic. Having a family and achieving your goals won't fix your problems or make them disappear into thin air. It wasn't really about his wife, or his inability to fulfill his dreams. He would only ever have been happy if the seed of change was planted in him.

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SPAMTON NEO HEADCANONS + YAP

TW for disturbing themes, body horror and pain (if anyone even sees this :P)

I have a headcanon that NEO isn't really smiling anymore, they're baring their teeth in a pained sorta grimace

While normal ol' Spammy has a puppety, over-the-top smile bro is straight up curling his lips back and permanently snarling

This kind of ties into my theory that while it feels euphoric for him, the transition for Spamton fusing into the NEO body is agonizing and sort of reduces him to a hysterical feral animal. The armor feels like it's a puzzle piece, like it's right where he was meant to be, yet it's so painful, like a cradle of barbed wire and broken glass. Because even though he needs this, it's not good for him. He was never meant to ascend to 'heaven' but he's so far gone he doesn't really care. He's so close to self-actualization in his own sick way

He can speak, of course, but he's heavily breathing and growling the whole time through his glitching and tics, and when they seize him, he keens, whimpers and whines like a wounded creature in pain

Yeah, those vocal tics are definitely disruptive or painful asf, like a hiccup he can't stop

NEO's neck is like an ostrich's, and he's horrifying but he's a soft floofy boy. He has countershading so his lil underbelly is white because I said so

NEO's equivalent of purring can be felt in the ground and rattles their metal exoskeleton

They move terrifyingly fast despite their weight and big cannon. Oh yeah! And their bite force is definitely super strong. If he tells you to "look in his [Mouth]" safe to say that's the last thing you'll ever see buddy

NEO is manic and irrational, so everything scares the literal shit out of them. They will jump at sudden noise.

They have that rabid animal glare to them. Their gaze is uh... really fucking intense

When they calm down they're not as scary and are clear-minded enough to be reasoned with, but they must be handled with utmost care because that thing has the intelligence of a former salesman with the lack of self control of an untreated schizophrenic madman and the hysterically afraid prey mindset of a bugged out animal

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With having to draw these party interactions it’s really been getting me thinking about very specific things…

Especially Morton, I know for a fact if Possum and Morton shared a space it wouldn’t work out at first, the bug man being way to protective of any junk that comes in a five foot mile radius

Of course possum would try and appease him by giving him more of their share, but I feel it becomes a weird Junk courting ritual by the end of it. Or it would end up with Morton immediately attacking them and it becomes a feral dust cloud (it’s also courting)

I feel the only way to properly explore their relationship would be in writing… so if anyone’s interested in writing requests for look outside let me know!

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I want this woman to PREACH. Her take is interesting.

However, I completely disagree that white people are 100%, completely the problem! Ego and evil is not exclusive to white people. Every race has the potential to be this way. White people (rich ones, might I add) just got to that point first through sheer historical luck and became an example of what anyone else is able to become. Ego and the belief of one's superiority is more discouraged now that white people just so happened to become the ones who amassed the power and had the time to develop and water the roots of such a problem, and squander other races' opportunities to do this.

And this doesn't come from white guilt either. Eugenics is a mix of classism and ableism too, and this ad campaign is subtly full of it, dog whistle or not. The language makes me shift in my seat. It's like staring uneasily into a mirror reflecting what's deeply wrong with parts of America. At worst it's truly a dog whistle (debatable, but subliminal messaging in ads is not new, hell, the government has done propagandized ad campaigns). At best it's a dogshit ad that seems to talk more about genes than jeans to the point you forget what the fuck it was even about while Sydney whispers in your ear like some cursed ass capitalism ASMR.

The fact that the woman in this ad is:

Stereotypically attractive with body proportions that are altered to look perfect to the male gaze

A rich millionaire celebrity (and advertised as such)

Neurotypical

Stereotypically white

Presented with these qualities in mind as an example of good genetics despite the fact that her physical traits and wealth are unrealistic

Makes me roll my eyes. It's so out of touch with reality, as all advertising is. It's callous and grating like everything most of corporate America does. I'm not asking for a perfect ad campaign, but this just reeks of "we at American Eagle don't know how to human".

I am 1/2 white, disabled in more ways than one, and come from a lower class family (yes, we may not be living on the streets, but we sweat every time we buy groceries or new appliances because they're brick-shittingly close to our budget. I can't afford new tech and am typing this on a decade+ old computer. My dad's paycheck doesn't change with inflation, so hooray). I can say with firm certainty that while POCs suffered greatly from eugenics (and oh boy, in my mom's home country it is SO MUCH WORSE), white disabled people and white poor people were also targeted and considered dirt underneath the bourgeoise and neurotypical people. Back then, rich African-American people, though few and far between, also hated other African-American people they considered "dumber" and "lower" and were fine with the idea of crushing the poor and disabled under their million-dollar feet- even during the height of police brutality in the 80s/90s, you can search up videos where rich black people talk shit about those in lower classes, acting as though they were uncivilized apes who brought such violence onto themselves. The wealthy, no matter what face they wear, are not as kind as you think, even if they share your color. Anyone above a millionaire especially. The rich are, at best, a frenemy to the oppressed.

ALSO, this is a tragic example of late stage capitalism. To assign something like genetics to a brand and associate the quality of your genes and attractiveness with what jeans you're encouraged to buy is unsettling. Something about this ad feels weird and off, dogwhistle or not.