Voronova

welcome to my house. Entry please! (art/writing/animation) (not anymore I’m brain dead hasanabi head)

[writingwarthog]

Bitch I wish to get laid in ways human mind can’t even comprehend

With forhead kisses of course

[writingwarthog]

Stil thinking that because Magkwan use a lot of ash they probably smell like burned grill or smth.

Yes I’m a big back, next question

[stormbornphoenix]

Neytiri being the first Na’vi to ride a palulukan EVER is so insane she truly is the most legendary person to ever exist

[writingwarthog]

Neytiri is so unapologetically cool. Sometimes I wish she never met Jake and we could just see a story of great Na’vi warrior going against aggressor.

[aqukana]

do you know how crazy it is that denji took over pochita in this form for the first time ever all because he wants to save asa

[writingwarthog]

We shouldn’t cheer this moment up guys. Denji is getting Fire Punched [LIVE]. If he’s capable to take control over Pochita, he’s cooked. Actually, everyone is cooked.

Especially us.

[writingwarthog]

Daniel’s The most perversive form of love. Possession. Sadism. I wish I could love him differently. But I can’t. What if violence is the only language we can understand? I wish I could let her go. But I can’t. Her existence on the edge of oblivion is the only thing that reminds me of softness I’m not yet lost. I wish we could never be born. But those decisions were made before universe could think about its own existence. Everything already happened, everything ended. We just can see it yet. Because our sun already collapsed for someone across the universe. There is no me. There was never him. And she is gone too.

Every time we fight, my bones remember there is still blood in them. Every time he shouts, my skin suddenly feels its own hair. His hit – a reminder. A reminder that for some reason, in spite of my own disbelief, I’m still fighting. I’m still alive and breathing. And if I upset him enough, well… I guess there would be nothing for bones to remember. I never wished to hurt her. But she wants to be a part of this stupid charade too. I can’t say “no”. I really love her, somewhere deep inside I find place in my heart for dangerous naivety. Because I was like that. Long ago. Before them both.

[writingwarthog]

“Why my mom sold me to One Direction?!”

Many people are making fun of writing choices that teen users do. And we’re laughing with grown up versions of them. However, I think it should be concerning how this specific plot became so relevant among young users.

I remember myself during those years. And I think we starting to forget, that many teens (who have alternative interests) are being shamed and bullied just for liking extremely popular, or unpopular stuff. One being seen as a flock, others as weirdos.

We also forget how many children faced abuse from their parents and relatives at home. And I think, it’s pretty sad that some of those frustrations manifested in idea of being “sold” to someone who would bring comfort. An act of full neglect, a transaction for material values over your own blood/other life. I think in some cases (if we are trying to do a little unserious analysis) we can call it “Deal with a devil”, because 1D are not who they really are in those stories. They just a manifestation of tempting need for calmness and peace. But who actually sold main character. Mother? Step mother? Or an other themselves? Was it an idea of mental separation, because children grew up thinking they are nothing more but a burden.

It was a theory part, let’s get back to something serious. In those stories main characters usually traded one abusive household for another. Because love interest in their stories were cold and distant too. I think it’s pretty sad that many teens in their stories yearn for this pain of being neglected, just to soothe themself with a solution - one day everything changes. One day something bad happens, and all of a sudden - people care for them. Is that how we see our world? We feel like people will only treat us as a person if we got into dangerous situation? Is that how little love we get? And all of this are results of insecurities and toxic environments.

Not all of authors wrote for a sole reason to cope. Some wanted drama, edge. But some tried to express their feelings through stories with their favourite characters/celebrities.

It’s a very big parasocial moment, but I’m not talking about that (sad, it’s a good topic too). I’m growing up too fast. I’m no longer a young girl. I’m no longer as sharp and smart as I was. I became better in some things yes, but there’s more to learn. And I don’t want to forget that many young girls went through their own hell to survive as women. So, let them write about Jason Wang parties, let them write about BTS full black bedroom. One day, they will use it to reflect on what was missing in their lives, or wonder “was I possessed by a Shakespeare for a moment?”

[writingwarthog]

To be honest. I really miss artificial art like this.

When I first saw early works of a machine, I thought “Impossible! How could we get this close to depicting what we can see in our dreams!”

Now, we just fill our media space with useless copies of copies, crating false narrative and as result - will create an absolutely separate context sphere. There will be no “post-truth”, only “digital-myth”. A narrative only existing in non existing space, but with power over reality.

We will become digital cave men, seeking enemies left and right because algorithm taught us to. And it’s not a fault of an АI, but a fault of humanity, that miserably failed over complex algorithms. Because you believe that your trained algorithm-based digital assistant is something more than just a pile of “true-false” answers and solutions. Because you believe that video hosting platform would never politically bombarded you when government needs it. Because you still believe that “shock therapy” that happens once a year on every platform is just an “accident”.

I miss “secret horses” every day. I miss when programs didn’t understood how clouds worked. It was like looking inside my own dreams, slowly revealing how our imagination works, how we really see things with our brain and not the eyes.

I wish, secret horses will visit us one day. When nightmares will end. And there again will be nothing. Just a confusing algorithm, and a machine, trying to understand what animals look like.

[writingwarthog]

Do we all agree that Tetsuo probably indeed older than 18? And his story sounds kind of forged? Shironuma gives off vibes of a guy who tried to find female parasite for years now and would fake it till he make it

(Also I don’t think he’s even human at this point he doesn’t act like one AT ALL)

Edit: I like his problematic ass, but his story bugs me since I finished the game, I can’t shake this feeling OFF

[st1nkymonk3y]

doomed yaoi💛

[nickelcrack]

what is grandpa doing

[unluckykay]

Working on a little something 😏

[writingwarthog]

I’m still shocked that math is actually really easy to be interesting for artsy nerds. Like, you just need to tell them about Turing. About the fact that there’s such thing as “philosophy of mathematics”. Just tell them about historical examples of people who were obsessed with math and they will hop on this hype train. Plus if there’s tea on this person.

Happened to me after I read Turing’s biography. From C- to A+. People just need right stimulation, nobody is “dumb” or “not good enough”

[stagarchives]

reminder that mads can casually growl

[bowlby4]

[maswartz]

Not just that, who decorates a place in gold if they plan to leave it in a few years?

[writingwarthog]

Bro got “Dagestani chick” taste and it’s the funniest shit to ever happen

[huffylemon]

[aureatearthrodire]

SPEΛKING FROM EXPERIENCE: IT'S KIND OF BOTH. INHΛLE THROVGH MOVTH, EXHΛLE THROVGH GILLS.

[paesthethyc]

immediately that visual is so cool in my head

[writingwarthog]

So you mean like….

[podadoe]

the tsuchinoko in this is so cute 🥺

[writingwarthog]

To be honest I kind of understand Higgs. He was raised by Gen Z/A mentality of “humanity is doomed and we can’t fix it”. And when the doom finally hit he was so hyped, but then everyone chickened out and called him crazy.

Life is unfair, Damn… Can a guy borrow some apocalypse?