"You should create for yourself" and "it's okay to feel discouraged when creating your own original projects if no one interacts with them" are two sentences that should be able to co-exist with each other
On the one hand, you should kill that capitalist in your head that tells you to make art only for the enjoyment of other people. On the other hand, it's totally fine to be disappointed that you spent hours or even days on something that only got 4 notes. You can feel both ways.
Was doing a frame by frame rewatch of Episode 1 of the Among Us Show since it's available in high quality with no watermarks on Youtube, and I noticed something that I didn't see fully discussed.
I've seen plenty of people talking about the one visible alien hatchling hidden in Episode 1 in a blink and you'll miss it time-frame.
What I haven't seen anyone talking about, is that Orange and Green have visible marks right after they stumble out from behind the crate they slid behind of. Marks that made no sense to be there (we saw Yellow get hit by a bucket and they have no marks from it, almost as if it was considered a very superficial hit rather than something deeper). No sense unless they were visible indicators of just when and where the impostors hijacked their bodies.
The placement of the marks, if to be inferred as the "entry points" of each Impostor Hatchling, also greatly coincide with their individual personalities.
Impostor Green was more calculative and deliberate in its actions (preferring to play a sadistic game of chess with its prey), so going right for the "brain" would be a highly strategical point of entry.
Impostor Orange was seemingly an incompetent dumbass (something its teammate disparaged them for), so it latched onto the first thing it could grab of its target and didn't care about the risks.
I can't be sure if this detail was placed there on purpose, or if it really is an animation error (but I'm hoping it's the former over the latter), but I still think it's a fun little thing to bring notice to since it feels somewhat narratively purposeful!
Dios new reference sheet. And diesels new reference sheet. My style as gotten better so i remade them. (DIOS EYES ARE BROWN! WHEN THEY ARE GREEN AND IT MEANS ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇) man these censors are crazy lmao
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 6/6
Fandom: Superman (Comics), DCU (Comics), Superman - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Chris Kent & Clark Kent, Chris Kent & Lois Lane, Clark Kent/Lois Lane, Chris Kent & Jonathan Samuel Kent, Chris Kent & Lor-Zod, Chris Kent & Original Male Character(s), Jonathan Samuel Kent & Lor-Zod
Characters: Chris Kent, Clark Kent, Jonathan Samuel Kent, Lois Lane, Lor-Zod, Michael Holt (DCU), Diana (Wonder Woman), Bruce Wayne, Lilith Clay (DCU), Aethyr (DCU), Nightwing the Kryptonian God (DCU), Kara Zor-El
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Past Child Abuse, Canonical Child Abuse, Cosmic Horror, Major Original Character(s), Minor Original Character(s)
Thanks again to @spider-jaysart
and @toadstoolillustrations
for their excellent art contributions, and saintly patience. I hope I've done you proud 🥹
Excited for the next @superfambigbang
Excerpt:
Chris sat down cross-legged across from her before his knees could do something humiliating. “Dad said you don’t remember me.”
Lois blew out a breath through her nose. “Yeah.”
He nodded like that was normal and fine and didn’t feel like somebody had quietly reached into his chest and squeezed.
“Oh. Okay.”
“Chris.”
He looked up.
“I need you to know two things right away.” She settled her elbows on her knees, leaning in like she was gearing up to interrogate a senator. “One: if I could fix that instantly, I would. Two: this is not your fault, and nobody in this building is allowed to make it your problem. Including you.”
That got a small, startled huff out of him.
“That sounds like you.”
“Good.” Lois pointed at him. “I’d hate to think my alternate self had better instincts than me. I’m competitive.”
Chris ducked his head, smiling despite himself, then ruined it by swallowing wrong and having to blink quickly. “You really don’t remember any of it?”
Lois’s expression tightened. “Not in a way I can swear to. More like...pressure. Shapes around the edges. A feeling that I’m already supposed to know how to do this.” She shrugged one shoulder. “Annoying, frankly.”
He nodded again, less convincingly this time.
“Hey.” Her voice sharpened just enough to stop him sinking any deeper. “Look at me.”
He did.
“I don’t remember,” she said plainly. “But I do know how you looked at me when you came in here. I know how Clark looked at you. I know what kind of man my husband is, and I know he does not go around claiming random Kryptonian children unless he has a very good reason and at least three disasters breathing down his neck.”
A real laugh escaped him before he could stop it.
“There you go,” Lois said. “That’s better.”
Chris scrubbed quickly at one eye. “Sorry.”
“For what?”
He gestured vaguely at his face. “This.”
“Oh, absolutely not.” Lois pointed at him again, firmer this time. “You do not have to apologize to me for being upset that your mom doesn’t remember you. That would be insane behavior, and we have a lot going on right now, I’m trying not to add more insanity to the pile.”
His mouth twisted. “Okay.”
“Okay,” she echoed. “Now, the practical stuff: Michael is being extremely annoying and responsible, which means you’re stuck in there until he’s satisfied you won’t disintegrate, explode, or do anything else dramatic enough to ruin my day.”
“Cool.”
“I know. Tragic. But people are working on it.” She paused. “And for the record? Whatever this ends up looking like, you are not doing this alone.”
He looked at her for a long moment. “You mean that?”
Lois’s eyebrows shot up. “Kid, I had to ask Jimmy to cover my meetings so I could rush down here. Jimmy Olsen. Talking to investors. That alone should tell you how serious I am.”
That got him again, a little helpless laugh that made his throat ache worse instead of better.
Lois smiled, small and crooked. “You’ve got a nice laugh. I imagine I missed it.”
Chris went still.
She saw it immediately. Of course she did. “Too much?”
He shook his head. “No. Just...” He looked down at his hands. “I missed you.”
Lois’s expression softened all the way then, and when she spoke again there was no performance in it at all. “I’m sorry,” she said quietly. “For every part of this.”
He nodded because he didn’t trust his voice.
For a second she just stayed there with him, neither of them pretending they could fix it by saying the exact right thing.
Then Lois clapped her hands once against her knees and stood.
“Alright. I’m going to go bully genius men until one of them gives me a child back.”
Chris let out a wet laugh.
She pointed at him on the way up. “That was not a joke. I’m very good at it.”
“Yeah,” he said, voice small but steadier now. “I remember.”
Lois held his gaze for one second too long, like that line had hit somewhere tender, then she nodded. “Good. Sit tight.”
She went back toward Clark without looking over her shoulder.
Chris watched her go until the room blurred.
Deep-sea jellies, siphonophores, and more: MBARI's Southern California expedition 🌊🪼💫
From graceful jellies and sleek siphonophores to dazzling comb jellies and dancing worms, MBARI researchers are revealing the hidden diversity of delicate drifters in the deep. Our Biodiversity and Biooptics Team, led by Senior Scientist Steven Haddock, recently concluded a 10-day expedition from Monterey Bay to the Channel Islands aboard MBARI’s flagship research vessel David Packard to study the biogeography and physiology of gelatinous plankton.Â
Using MBARI’s remotely operated vehicle (ROV) Doc Ricketts, they observed and collected gelatinous plankton deep underwater in the ocean’s midnight zone. A specialized low-light camera developed by MBARI scientists and engineers allowed the team to record the remarkable bioluminescence displays of these deep-sea jellies in their natural habitat. They logged observations of several undescribed ctenophores, a new species of Erenna siphonophore with elaborate lures, and a siphonophore they had previously only seen in the waters of the Gulf of California, advancing efforts to catalog life in the deep ocean.
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