#dez

[stormcallart]

I think I’m in love

[todayinhiphophistory]

Today in Hip Hop History:

Keith Grayson better known as DJ Kay Slay died April 17, 2022 R.I.P

[iraprince]

i uh. got reminded i could just make a webcomic, if i wanted, and now i--

[luckymolly]

💙💙💙

[vampirarts]

Odessa Stone, you have no right to be so hot

[recovering-vamp]

Crush.

[fogo-mutavel]

eu te amei, mas agora sinto que já é tarde demais.

é tarde demais pra nós dois.

[townesorsomething]

a couple beloveds! i actually started putting together what i thought bertbert looked like BEFORE getting to the line about sygians not being fish people, but i was just too attached to how i had been envisioning her, so now you get anglerfish light bertiluna ok? ok. glad we’re on the same page.

also, shout out to my partners ( @ashbyyyrose + @the-murder ) for this one! ashby has been taking notes on the different species in the midnight-burger-verse, which was helpful, and crow has been having Very Academic Debates with me about headcanons for Truskan society (especially how gender vs sex works for them) and also about which of our interpretations for how they look is right (he thinks they’re bug critters which is fun too, but i’m stuck on them looking kind of like the aandrisks from the Wayfarers novel series <- if you like MB you should read those)

[turboemmy]

its @juxtp0se !!!!!!!!! :-]

[cryptidswitch]

Wyll is a precious precious man who deserves so much more in this game and community than he gets

[toonrandy]

💕 Shipuary Day 15: Tsuni and Dez! I haven’t drawn any Wishfart fan art in a hot minute! 💕

[dirhwangdaseul-archived]

it feels true to life that the martínez family is consumed for these girls' story, both in the wilderness and irl, like we know already who survives, only three of those people are of color, and one of them is dead for nat's story while on our present, and it's like with travis death their very souls all end up being consumed, who will remember travis like nat did, and who will remember travis like javi did, so now who can travis be without nat and the girls and the wilderness? travis has no identity without javi or his father or. mother because what kid fucking does,? not. completely not without conditions or parts of ourselves smashed with the lessons of the world built by that unit, his rage was so.obvious, so easy, trying to distance himself from. his family to be someone by himself, someone away from flex, a teenage struggle well known to everyone, to be someone that doesn't feel shaped entirely by those around us, is it hormones? is it that our society and community can't be enough? is it that simply is human to travel? to adventure? to experiment with the self? to have the the opportunity to break into a million pieces and still be... something, someone?

but... his coming of age, his next universe stunted by the wilderness, his next world is built on gutting all of that off from his heart, so that it can be nat's and the wilderness's, to be able to acquiesce to the society chosen by the girls who make the wilderness' power a reality by the power of storytelling, and specifically through the heads of the pack, nat, van, misty, shauna, taissa, lottie.... of them... nat is truly his perdition, she who doubted, she who runs, she who is loved by travis, his last doubts fade to her radiance and his love, and so he literally destroys his brother's remains for a life with her, an identity forged for them, the king of nat the queen, united in heart and hearth forever, and all it took was this brown family as an offering to the land, like i said, consumed for the story to take place, no adults, no hearts of old are allowed, just the things built out there like nat and travis kingdom

im not sure if it's intentional but it is a mirror of life how often brown families get consumed for white womanhood to rise to power, but simply for white hegemony to break away traditional structures that don't belong to a globalized white supremacist world and that separate families to the point of no return but even so a simple desire to participate in the comforts of capital usually means cutting parts of one self to achieve a certain, white, ideal, like the nuclear family in commercials, i think yellowjackets could benefit with some delving into propaganda and media and civilization vs life proper (van is right there), but what im. trying to say is that modern life asks of brown and black families to mold themselves into whiteness to fit in, and maybe the current hegemony asks that of all of us, because nat too has to break herself and the love she bears for javi and travis to acquiesce to that white womanhood that rises in strength as the story goes, and like maybe it was accidental. i. dont think the writers see the imbalance in how many white girls survived and how many girls of color will die and have done so already, but regardless, accidental or not, that story doesn't belong entirely to white society either so maybe they stumbled upon it, because it's the story of how we manage to belong to the world, by understanding which parts of us go with other people and which parts get cut off for not being able to do so as well

idk what the wilderness does represent truly, because it is not meant to be just nature or one thing in particular if you ask me, the. ambiguity has been the point, and with that in mind there's something there that speaks of its form belonging to the observer, which means that maybe, as audience who observes too, we get to see different things there too, and for me a lot has to do with acquiescing to and preserving human life wherever we are because that's human, we want to love and live, our nourishment isn't just hearth but the warmth in the story of the hearth too, stories as this motivators to live; what greater motivators than the love of life itself as seen in the hearts of others, and this society, this modern world we live in, the ones they inhabit, it's a society that has put white womanhood as the face of all the stories, nat is given to these myths as not herself but as the tool of the group and the wilderness, but it's misty, another white woman, that affirms the violence that the group gets more comfortable with, it's been said, but it's another woman of color, a black girl, akilah, who shows restraint in the face of violence as well as travis who does try to save nat but we don't know if he would have saved anyone else the same save his own brother, interestingly enough he gets crowned king as does travis by the love nat and travis bear each other, he too was doomed always by the poison that drips through their love, with his brother's raw heart he reaffirms his commitment to this society, that maybe it's ours, the only way to belong, the wilderness knows, is by breaking the bonds before like shauna with jackie like misty with kristen, like travis with javi, and in. contrast to them, mari who i don't think was ever to have depth has been calling for violence for a while, so like a really interesting collection of opinions we did get when it came to cannibalism, but they all paled before the strength of the girls that survived because the season already showed us that when it came to opinions, the core yellowjackets' will reigns whole, but it's in the story they build in their hearts a story tied with religious awe and belief, in turn tying them to the wilderness, a wilderness that i think, finds strength in that union. and the ability for its will to be enforced seamlessly with the face of chance and accident, and with this i wonder did the wilderness teach us to break to bond and survive, or did it teach itself that didactic cruelty from us?

[iraprince]

okay okay okay this is the last of the webcomic stuff i'll be posting bc it'll be a while before anything is actually ready and i don't wanna jinx it. everything from here on out goes under my hat. but oh my goodness. im so excited

[luckymolly]

[return-of-thepharaoh]

walking down that boulevard, feeling: fly, fresh, free; in charge 🤪

[shesthespinstersimmer]

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DEZ: Where your man go?

LALA: You funny.

DEZ: So? Y'all gonna run off into the sunset or what?

LALA: Damn! Why you acting all jealous and shit? You knew what it was.

DEZ: Yeah. I knew what it was. Just don't understand why you keep me around.

LALA: 'Cause you the homie; you know I can't run my business without you.

DEZ: And when you ask me to climb in your bed?

LALA: I don't ever hear you complain.

DEZ: That's 'cause every single time I'm hoping it'll be the time things change.

LALA: Me too.