#everything else... debatable

[biblically-accurate-dca]

doodle page that gets worse the more you look at it

[ink-the-artist]

Another animation test. I like how in some versions of the Golem story the first thing Rabbi Loew has the Golem do is run some errands lol. ive created you to defend the jewish ghetto against antisemitic violence, could you pick something up at the grocery store for me pls

[casscainmainly]

The Feelings About Tim Drake Alignment Chart

Cass and Dick versions. Yes I do subscribe to oifaaa's Jason doesn't know Tim's name headcanon. Also, as usual, open to change!

[stopthatfool]

Consistently shocked by the idea that people think Bradley Rooster Bradshaw is chill and laid back. He’s actually shockingly unchill. He is the opposite of chill. He did not inherent any of his parents chillness. He’s a loser who’s too invested in everything.

Like ya hi I’m Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw and I cut off my remaining family, surrogate father, and support system for 15 years cuz he pulled my naval academy papers because he didn’t want me to die like my biological father and because my mother wanted me to be free of the navy’s confinements and to exist outside of a system that physically uses me for their own power and political gains— gains I will never experience and feel for myself. A system that sees me as no more than a number, a soldier, something easily replaceable, as a body to be sacrificed in a war that i did not start nor will i finish.

“Bradley's chill.” No he’s not. He’s a beast. He’s a 30 something year old man whose entire purpose revolves around holding a grudge and proving his surrogate father wrong. This beast who literally said this to his surrogate father— "No wife. No kids. Nobody to mourn when you burn in." Beastly. Ghastly thing to say. 15 years and he still hates the guy who's been there for him since day one. He’s a guy who refuses to even begin to understand where Mav was coming from or to even think of what his mother wanted. He’s evil. And I love him.

Hi I’m Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw and when someone brings up a well known, easily accessible fact that my father and surrogate father used to fly together I will try to cause physical harm against them and my friends will have to physically hold me back. I’m Bradley Bradshaw and I was willing to put my entire career on the line (the one in which I put my family aside for) so I can attack and beat this guy up.

I love his big ol’ Bambi eyes… he’s evil and fucked up and he’s not chill. Yes he wears jorts and tropical shirts, but that just means he’s gay and a fucking liar. Just cuz he looks like some surfer dude does not mean that he’s actually laid back like one. He’s lying to himself— trying to convince himself he is something that he is not and never will be. He is unchill. He’s lame. He has undiagnosed anxiety and it physically expresses itself through anger and loserly-ness. He cares so much to the point of self sabotage. He will always be unchill, no matter how much he tries to change that fact.

Y’all ever want to cradle a grown man in your arms? (graphic design is my passion)

[yutamayo]

[pralinesims]

The idiot crew and their different Protagonist/Mascot/Waifu-ness levels.

true version under the cut:

[zylphiacrowley]

Solution 9

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[ratosk]

Wer geboren werden will, muß eine Welt zerstören.

[geodesick]

[ID: a drawing of pye from outer wilds, standing with her writing staff. she's wearing an orange nomai space suit without the helmet, and she has a light brown face with curly darker brown fur. end ID]

figuring out how i want to draw the nomai, so here's a pye since i am obsessed with her !!!

[gavinette]

It is so incredible to me how Solas and Lavellan have their own code to communicate to each other. Not only explicitly in lines of dialogue, like the elvhen they use in a room full of people just to have their private moment, or the hallelujah cadence they use in certain moments (like when you meet the Inquisitor the second time).

I'm talking about Lost Elf and the music that plays in the "Atonement" romanced ending in Veilguard. Two instruments having a dialogue while time is running. How the tune changes when Lavellan appears in the scene, shifting from the big Dread Wolf vibes to a new arrangement (dialogue?) of the Lost Elf. The music even stops for one second.

I'm obsessing over this little detail, I know, but I think it shows, even if you don't understand Solas or Lavellan body language to each other in the finale, what is happening. They're having the same debate all over again but it is different, the music is telling you it's different. More elements influence it. Lavellan knows better now, the violin is different and it doesn't have this desperate vibe to it.

I always admired Hans Zimmer since I was a little kid and getting to play Veilguard, save Solas from his worst fear and Hans Zimmer taking his time to do something specific for the solavellan ending makes me feel like it was my birthday.

[lovelyrotter]

ill probably delete this in a minute but ive just been fuckin boggled by what ive seen across tumblr in the last few days in particular. its why i havent really been around. like holy fucking shit, its really like some of yall just dont want a chunk of the trans community to exist. like some of yall are thisclose to saying it verbatum. way too many already have. 'shut up sit down be quiet and smile for us' type shit, gee where have i heard that before. oh yeah my entire life cause i was forcefully gendered as someones daughter. shock horror i know. you might be surprised to remember and/or learn that very few trans folks know theyre trans before we're 5, or even 10, and that that gendered experience stays with all of us in both/either small or large ways. either bc we literally dont have a solid identity yet (bc we're very small children), dont have the words, we're repressing it out of fear from how others will treat us, we're actually enjoying or enjoyed being another gender in our childhood, or we just genuinely didnt fuckin know until shit lined up later in life. weird isnt it that transmascs dont pop out as 6'1 brick shithouse cis men when we're born so yall know for certain that we're confused lost girls/women oops i mean big dangerous scary men. its almost like we're transgender too. none of yall actually know what intersectionality is or means

[deadchannelradio]

this part of your fic is so meaty, i’d love some dvd commentary:

“And your stupid knock-off gimpsuit-,”

“Oh, it's a knock-off, is it?” Midnighter asks, mocking. “What’s it a knock-off of? Why does that piss you off specifically-?”

“Do not,” Dick grits out as Midnighter rolls his cock under his thumb, “if you want to continue getting laid-,”

“Me? Me? You brought him up-,”

Dick jerks his leg to the side and knees him in the neck, cutting him off. “You think you know everything! Shut up, for the love of god, you talk too fucking much-” Midnighter cackles in his face, tightening his grip on Dick’s leg right as Dick thinks about kneeing him again. “You leave all your bloody messes for other people to clean up, you’re irresponsible, the problems don't actually go away once you've punched ‘em real good and bailed, just so you know-,” Midnighter pinches his cock. Dick will deny to the end of his days that what comes out of his mouth is a squeal.

“You’re almost cute,” Midnighter says, giving him the same pout you give the least adoptable pomeranian at the pound. “You’re like a little dog, yapping at me-,”

Dick does his best to make an error noise, difficult with how he’s trying to keep himself from moaning. “Not into that one,” he informs Midnighter quickly, because he’s driven down that road many times before and it doesn’t lead anywhere he’s wished it would.

“Damn. What a crying shame that is,” Midnighter says with a prodigious sigh. “You done yelling at me now? Never in my life have I met anyone this mad they want me to bend them over-,”

“God, fuck you! I do not fucking like you!” Dick hisses, shifting and tensing as Midnighter’s focus starts to shift, touching him with intent and not just to tease. He’s struggling to find words, he could have sworn he had more of them. “Fuck! Shit!”

“You’re done now,” Midnighter says, sounding very sure of himself.

“I’m never done,” Dick promises, and Midnighter rolls his eyes, forcefully enough to roll his head with it.

“Brats,” he says in a philosophic drawl. “You just like the sound of your own voices, is what I think. You’d prattle on all goddamn day if I’d let you.”

“But now who’s talking?” Dick snipes back, and then gasps sharply when Midnighter presses a finger into him.

“But that’s all you are, huh? Only talk.” Midnighter slips a second finger beside the first- Dick can feel every one of his callouses, stroking inside of him and searching for what will make him whine and quiver. “Look at me, look at me everybody!” He’s found his rhythm now, relentless, making Dick wriggle in the paradoxical pull-away that always seems to happen to him when something feels a little too good. “I’m so big and important! I’m so smart! I’m so cute!”

“I am,” Dick agrees, sheer willpower alone making him sound very nearly normal. Midnighter pinches his inner thigh hard enough to make him yelp.

from attention economy

ill commentate under the cut to save some dashboards.

ohh dickie. the thing about dick grayson's most excellent sexile is that he objectively is having, like, the worst eighteen months of his life jesus christ, and he has NO outlet and is NOT allowed to behave like himself- it's very easy to look at who dick acts like as agent 37 and go oh well tom king can't write his way out of a paper sack, of course it's inconsistent- but my view is that 1) dick has bipolar 1 and is using a technology designed to destabilize the mind- he's really good at using it, it's really good at making him Crazy with a capital C and is actively destroying him and his psyche 2) dick has created a persona that is not himself in order to survive spyral 3) acting as that persona all the time with no breaks and being gaslit by his own mind and very aware that his body is not his own right now is making him Lose His Mind.

A lot of what he's saying in the first bit (most of it right before you started your section is of course both projection and directed at Bruce, who he has no contact with and cannot say this shit to. Midnighter is aware of this. Midnighter has had roughly a hundred twinks/twunks/otters/young bears project their daddy issues onto him and thinks it's deeply funny to call out every single time, even though it does kind of ruin the mood to have someone go "are you fucking me because you're mad at your dad?" that's not exactly the case here- this guy pisses him off in a way that isn't his typical. Were he not in spyral he would find midnighter, while somewhat infuriating, much more funny. if they met in a world outside of spyral dick would be letting M grab up his hair in public after doing the splits and loudly comparing their ages and then forcing M to try sugar cereal for the first time. hell midnighter might even let him top if he begged and pleaded and wheedled about it long enough, but with the weird energy he's exuding and the two distinct personalities he's flipping between Midnighter is not letting this guy anywhere near his butthole. were i to write this all again i would take it in a much darker/sadder direction, but then i wouldn't be writing porn so much as porn would briefly happen in a story about dehumanization and loss of sense of self and psychological torture, which may yet happen (or my partner will do it) who knows.

i just think M would be really into petplay. he's into it in a way i'm not he has a pup mask (for himself) and everything probably but he'd also HAPPILY put dick in one and try to leash train him. unfortunately i think dick has tried being walked like a dog many times (kori, helena, probably a small handful of grindr meetups) and just has not enjoyed it. he likes collars fine on occasion but he just finds it all quite silly and it doesn't get him wet, let alone off. he liked it best with kori but kori could probably make him like anything. Midnighter is kind of broadly sad about that but in a oh well there'll be other twunks to collar sort of way.

Midnighter's overall view of Dick here has just been mostly a God Damn does this dude need to get laiddddd. M loooves brats he looooves them he loves breaking them down so much if he could just sit around and tame brats all day he would do it. there's hints to him that something bigger is going on but dickie immediately being slightly less horrible after getting his shit rocked does kind of confirm that theory for him. he's also not wrong. dick does need to get laid regularly and well in order to function and when his vibrator has dust on it his life tends to have gone to hell. but yeah. M is mostly having fun with him. something has pinged as not quite right, but there doesn't seem to be a future where dick talks to him about it, so he'll just do what's most fun for him, as is Midnighter's way.

the rest of M's monologue after this is just a big introspection on what dick is doing in essence here, which is bratting! although he's def on a very extreme end of the scale here due to his mental happenings i think dick probably brats somewhat often even when he's doing just fine in the brainpan, although it looks very different from person to person. Midnighter is getting the motormouth/physical aggression a little moreso than the 'you can't make me' that he doles out to people like kori, who does not get the physical aggression. lots of that is who midnighter is and their relationship with each other, but some of it is psychological: dick has a lot of extra physical and emotional aggression to bleed off and is taking an opportunity to do it (see: his i don't fucking like you speech, them physically brawling a beat before this), he's trying to get his deeply annoying agent 37 on, who is different from the sulky and recalcitrant person he's been on their field trip, and he's been being forced to do things he doesn't want to do against his will for months, he doesn't want another person to prove to him that they can make him do whatever they want. Everything in this fic, in spite of how off the wall or poorly negotiated it is, is something dick both wants to do and is excited for, even if he runs his mouth or is annoying about it.

also, he is so smart and cute. he doesnt always fully believe that of himself, but people have been telling him as such since he was like, a day old. so.

yeah. i thought a lot about attention economy, so thank you for asking!! i'm so happy to talk about it haha

[stairset]

I'm not going over my thoughts on like the ethics of using AI for music videos or whatever again cause I covered everything I have to say about that when Degenerate came out but if anyone cares about my opinion on the new video all I have to say is just that I hope this is an annoying experimental phase that they'll eventually move on from so that I can finally stop seeing and hearing about it.

[mypinis2112]

Prog is so fascinating to me because you still have people arguing about what it actually is nearly six decades after its inception

[thelustybraavosimaid]

Bro when exactly does this happen and when was any of this stated

[phonification]

i thought about spades slick again and i fell to the ground clutching my knees in tears