#i was in a weird museum

[softlimefluff]

I think I finally at least SAW Rohan in a dream???

[marzipanandminutiae]

"most allegedly haunted houses turn out to have gas leaks!"

no they don't. you are merely skimming the surface of mundane shit that can be wrong with old houses with your one puny little explanation that only fits a very small number of cases. try harder

[montanabohemian]

honestly, the people bitching about an objectively insane episode of wwdits are SO BORING. it's just a silly little comedy about some idiot vampires that live together and commit atrocities in new york. like what is so difficult to comprehend about that.

of course lazslo would create horrifying animal lab experiments that can talk that guillermo has to take care of.

of course nandor and colin are besties.

of course nadja makes 50 dunkin runs for a crazy lady.

it's just a weird show that is outrageous and funny and sometimes carries an emotional wallop. it's not fucking rocket science.

[sergle]

I'm thinking abt that pretty fall leaves embroidery pattern post and about how like... it is categorically a repost, it's a reupload. right? a thing that is generally disliked. but because it's credited, it's genuinely boosting the artist in question. and it could ALWAYS be like this. reposting content could ALWAYS be a symbiotic relationship, but because sourcing back to the original creator of something is so uncommon, it's just easier to ask people not to repost it at all. and people still don't understand the difference. or they'll go to the effort of cropping out usernames/signatures to repost something, which is More Effort than literally crediting the creator of something you liked enough to want to repost. Like. I literally don't actually care if my own shit gets reposted, you have to understand. I just don't want it STOLEN. But "do not repost" is easier to write on my art than "you can repost this, but don't alter the image/remove my signature, don't you dare write 'credit goes to the artist' because that is not credit, please link back to my original post or someplace that you can actually find me. please use an actual link/url instead of writing a non-clickable link of my username, because making it text instead of a clickable link cuts the number of people who will go to the effort of visiting my own page in Half." All those aggregate themed accounts, those fuckin annoying as hell instagrams and facebook groups that are like "body positive art we love wamen 💕 hashtag feminism" and then MASS-STEAL plus sized art created by women, if pages like these that always go and steal my older self-portraits and other works... If they just put a link to my prints of those pieces in the text of those posts, or, fuck, my commission info page? I would literally be living on the moon right now. I would have a house on the moon

[aroflareon]

[beskarfrog]

For the artwork post: I think anything ancient greek would be so awesome (I'm a classics major) with dinluke, but if you want a specific reccomendation, I would say the vase painting of Achilles and Patroclus, where Patroclus is bandaging Achilles' wounds. I'm pretty sure I've seen someone draw it with dinluke before, but there can never be too much art!

my friend, that is absolutely galaxy brain!! here you go

[blackkatdraws2]

I'm sad they didn't put him in more feminine clothing, I was so happy whenever I saw him in girls clothes :(

[secretly-larry-daley]

You know, for a random guy, Larry took the museum coming alive pretty well. Like— he accepted all of it really quickly. Sure, he was scared by Rexy at first, but anyone would be scared of a fucking dinosaur running at them.

Yet, he immediately got to work with his situation. So it makes me wonder

What the fuck else has this man seen??

[arttsuka]

Some doodles I drew on the plane the other day technically I drew more but the other ones weren't worth sharing

[alexandthensome]

*in a Dr. Doofensmirtz Voice*

If I had a nickel for every time Owen Wilson was involved in a Gay Slow-burn Relationship I’d have 4 nickels, which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened four times

[devilish-parrot]

thign i made

*cries in dysphoria with crazy f**d blasting in the backround*

[boyhood]

I think a solid few of my followers here are familiar with me through my on-hiatus podcast Museum of the Vanishing Dog that I make with @samsketchbook, as well as my practice as a studio artist. 

I’ve started a new project called All Miracles Are Strange: a podcast about grief and pain and about the bodies of female saints. In 2021, I experienced a lot of harrowing grief and also developed pre-vax covid which turned into long covid that gave me brain damage and ate all my joints. The next year, I experienced more losses and started to spend a lot of time thinking about the bodies of the saints: the way they suffered in such exaggerated, almost comical ways, and the way that suffering often extended well past their point of death. I have been trying to think of the ways these stories relate to me, a person dealing with both death and a body that does not work the way it used to and is in constant pain. 

Tonally, this work is different than The Museum of the Vanishing Dog, but true I think, to the ideas I present there. 

I have uploaded the first three episodes to most podcasting platforms.The first episode covers the situation in which I find myself now and an article about nuns by Eve Fairbanks. The second discusses what makes a saint and the self inflicted injuries of Sister Mary Magdalene di’Pazzi. The third discusses St. Veronica and the Mexican artist Teresa Margolles. Each episode is 15 minutes or less. 

I hope you like them. It’s been a weird little project, but one I have been working on pretty exclusively for the past several months. 

Listen here on spotify + Listen here on apple podcasts 

[feroluce]

Lucid Dreamer (2/2)

part 1

Gepard stalls almost a week before he finally goes out to the safehouse, and it takes him a couple days to find it because Sampo didn't have the time left to be wasn't super specific about the location. But he does find it.

It's pretty bare bones, really. Gepard knows that was probably to be expected, but… It feels crushing, when he realizes there are so few personal things here. It's nothing specific to Sampo. Just some food, some medical supplies. A cot and a heater and a lot of mismatched blankets. Nothing to remember someone by.

But he does find the letters, in a metal box stashed away under the bed.

There are two for him. Three for Natasha, and two for Seele. One for Hook, one for Serval, one for Pela, one for Bronya.

Bronya's is mostly business. They knew each other from the whole Stellaron incident, but not much beyond that, and the incoming catastrophe is a more pressing matter. Seele's is actually two copies of the same letter, and Gepard realizes why when Seele is so angry she rips the first one up without reading it. He gives her the copy a couple days later, and she slinks off without a word.

Pela seems completely normal after hers is delivered, but Gepard knows better than to trust that. The next day, he finds her asleep in bed with Serval, bottles abandoned on the floor, both their eye makeup smeared and running and Pela's glasses horribly smudged and crooked on her face. Serval doesn't read hers in front of him, but she's clingy with Gepard, Pela, and Lynx for quite a while after. She throws herself into her work a lot. She insists the heater from the safehouse is busted and she needs to keep it. It's too dangerous for use by someone who's not an engineer. Might burn their house down or something. Gepard doesn't argue.

Hook's letter is short, with easy to read words. The rest of it is actually a treasure map, and she and the moles spend the next several days running through the Underground, finding hidden candy and toys. Hook asks them when Sampo is coming back, because one of the marbles she found from his map looks green, just like his eyes, and she wants to give it to him. Natasha shoos Gepard out of the clinic before he can even begin to think of an answer.

Natasha refuses to let him see what's in her letters, which ok, fine, he'll respect that. He hears from Bronya who heard from Seele who heard from Natasha herself though that one of the letters was a map and the other a catalogue, with all of Sampo's hidden "warehouses." Gepard promptly marches himself back out to the frontlines, where he can turn a blind eye. If a ton of stolen goods suddenly enters the black market, and if the orphanage and the clinic suddenly have new supplies, well, technically that's none of his business.

Gepard goes to bed, curls up under mismatched blankets and closes his eyes.

He doesn't dream.

One of Gepard's letters was also business, like Bronya's and Natasha's. He and Bronya follow everything meticulously, down to the letter, because there has to be some good to get out of all this, there has to be. Gepard can't let it all be for nothing, it would bury him.

And so the catastrophe passes. Not without casualties, and not without a lot of damage and destruction. But Belobog survives.

And after that, time just kind of…goes on. Gepard has been a part of the Silvermanes since he was old enough to enlist. The Fragmentum had gotten so much worse in the years before Welt sealed the Stellaron. He knows the statistics, it is literally his and Pela's jobs to keep track. He knows when he sees a face everyday in the camps and then it's suddenly gone. He's not unfamiliar with things like grief and loss.

He still catches himself checking the trashcans and the supply crates and soldiers' footprints sometimes, though.

But there comes a night where Gepard goes to bed, holding the mismatched blankets to his face, and he dreams. And it's strange, it's off, it sticks with him. Sampo doesn't look the same. He's thinner. His muscles have atrophied. He looks like how Gepard has seen soldiers after months in the hospital.

The most unsettling difference is there's a scar across the left side of his head, Gepard can see it over his ear, peeking out past his hairline, carving towards his cheek. Sampo is always careful about his face. Gepard once saw him dodge a Fragmentum monster and literally let it cut across his neck just to keep his face clear. He wouldn't let that happen for nothing.

Their actions in the dream itself aren't new. Sampo seems tired, run down and worn out, but he announces his presence with aplomb by lobbing a bunch of smoke bombs off the rooftops and sending his soldiers scrambling. Same shit, different day.

The new part is what he says when Gepard chases him out to the edges of the camp, tackles him into the snow. Gepard pins him to the frozen ground to detain him and Sampo doesn't even fight it, just looks up at him like he's seeing sunrise for the first time in months.

"I'll be home in one week."

[waystarresourceco]

Cherry Jones on what Kendall and Nan talked about at Tern Haven (with bonus Caroline and golden trio lore!).  

“Jeremy Strong, to my left, had come up with this whole backstory to woo Nan Pierce. He suddenly starts asking me all of these questions about the sculptures in the garden and the paintings on the wall. And he says ‘Was I mistaken or is that really a Sargent in the front, in the foyer of the-’. And I said at one point that I was surprised he was so knowledgeable and then he starts talking about the fact that his mother, who’s English, was on the board of the Tate. So that he – they’d spent a great deal of time as children at the Tate and Tate Modern.”

Cherry also mentioned this in an interview with Vulture, below the cut.

Video excerpt from 2020 GoldDerby interview (x)

Text excerpt from an interview with Cherry Jones for Vulture - Sept. 19, 2019 (x)

[gallwithapall]

Yes I was Egyptian obsessed when I was a kid, which does in fact mean... I was fucking feral over this man in night at the museum

Just...i wanted to live at the museum just for him...and Teddy Roosevelt but thats a whole other can of worms i dont wanna unleash yet

[the-magpie-archives]

Why is it always "Your employees are allowed to do whatever they want on break! " or "stop stalking your employees Jon!" or "You're creating an unhealthy workplace environment!"??

Why can't it be "how was Madame Tussauds, Jon?", "did you enjoy seeing the wax figures?", "Did you get a picture with your favourite celebrity?"???