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i-am-church-the-cat · 1 month

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I didn’t want to hijack the person’s post bc I don’t care what they think but I am a defensive bitch so we’re talking about this

Logan and Oscar met when they were 13/14. The next year they were on the same karting team together but didn’t race each other directly. This would be the last time they don’t race each other until 2019 when Logan moved up to F3 and Oscar was still in Formula Renault. They had a championship battle in F4 and F3, they were teammates in 2020, they haven’t raced each other since then which has been the biggest gap since they’ve known each other.

That still doesn’t mean they’re friends though. You know what does? Them literally saying they are.

Oscar saying “I’m quite close with Logan Sargeant” on that podcast. The Miami GP 2023 post. Them playing paddle together. Logan in that interview where they asked about “Loscar.” Now the podcast episode.

They aren’t forced to be around each other, if anything they’re so busy they don’t have time to hang out, yet they still seek each other out when they have the opportunity. Obviously we don’t know anything about their personal lives but at the very least we know they’re friends?? Not brocedes level of friends, maybe lestappen level of friends cause I don’t think they’re actual friends either, definitely not galex level of friends but that can also be attributed to the fact they don’t talk about themselves a lot, compared to Alex or George who post everything about their lives.

Like, have you ever seen them interact? They’re chilling they’re casual but they are friends. Whatever you think about their dynamic they are at least that.

#just wild take to make to me #logan and oscar: yeah we’re friends #random person on the internet: i don’t believe you #yeah the fandom might be exaggerating it that’s what we do #but it’s not like we’re just making shit up ??#‘logan and oscar aren’t actually friends’ and i couldn’t let that slide #logan sargeant #oscar piastri #loscar #maybe a problem is that some people who like loscar don’t know The Lore so they just go off of what they believe from this year #also is there any marketing thing where it’s just logan and oscar?#like there’s the FOL videos and now the podcast but we never see them interacting directly #can you even tell if someone is friends or not until they’ve been forced to do challenges by a social media managaer who gets a fourth of #their salary? /j

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wundrousarts · 2 months

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Wow, love this still from the animated Nevermoor movie!

#look me in the eyes and tell me they don’t have similar visual vibes and shape language to the jupiter and baz we love and hate #nevermoor #nevermoor meme #the boxtrolls #jupiter north #baz charlton #I was basically a marketer for free for laika when this movie came out I was desperate to get ppl to see it 😭#there was talks that if it flopped they’d like shut down so I endlessly promoted it #similar things for both kubo and missing like afterwards 😭#wildwood where are youuuuu #stop motion 🫶🫶🫶

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badolmen · 6 months

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Actually it really fucking frustrates me as a disabled person how ‘controversial’ video game accessibility is, how contrived it is to find actually useful accessibility mods for even popular games, how abled gamers try to distance themselves from us because we’re the ones without social lives, who don’t leave the house, who can’t work.

#ra speaks #personal #video games #accessibility #not to mention this is part of why elderly people would LOVE video games but the modern market is hostile to ANYONE who might need help #whether that’s better designed controllers/easier remapping of controls #options for low vision/color blind players #or simply implementing easier difficulties #do you know how much it fucking sucks to love horror and gore and ‘adult’ material #while being relegated to fucking Nintendo kids games bc they’re the only people #who makes games that are approachable and forgiving and MADE to be understood?#this isn’t a stab at convoluted plots or even difficult bosses this is to say that a lot of adult games #don’t have good game design when it comes to having accessible controls or ‘tutorial’ levels #like that’s the bare fucking minimum and jfc is it rare to find a #‘skill issue/git gud’ fun fact I do in fact kick ass in doom 64.#because it’s an older game with simple controls and plenty of accessibility mods #I suck at modern shooters bc they have shit tutorial levels too many buttons and terrible modding scenes #it’s not a matter of skill it’s a matter of accessibility for the purpose of improving that skill

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aurosoul · 4 months

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realizing that my main task rn is to figure out how to make art for myself again 🤔

#incessant meowing #every time i think of an idea i go straight to ‘ok but how do we make this marketable’#how do we format it for maximum engagement and how can it look good on mobile etcetc #and i’m just over here like *squirts brain with water bottle* NO! BAD BRAIN!!! we don’t need to do that anymore!!!!!#what do you want to create for FUN?#but brain does not know 🧠 ❓#i am luring it out of a cave into the light with crumbs and it keeps running back in

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renshengs · 7 months

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complaining time. i hate when i’m recommended any piece of media on the basis of “it’s queer” or “it has complex female characters” okay well is it well-written? what’s the genre, the premise, the themes? i don’t care about every queer story just like how not every complex female character is going to appeal to me. i don’t care if your media has both of those. what’s it about? what’s it trying to say? how well do you think it pulls off what it’s trying to do? you’ve got to give me more than a general list of representation. i couldn’t care less about diversity if it isn’t well-executed, and i couldn’t care less about well-executed diversity if it doesn’t suit my tastes

#this is another reason why i don’t like stories marketed as Queer #no amount of diversity can save you from bad writing #if it’s boring it’s boring!#sheng says stuff #media #fandom #kind of? this is a fandom problem

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bearforceone3 · 4 months

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guy gardner pose practice

#my art #dc comics #green lantern #guy gardner #if there’s only one guy fan then that’s me if there’s no guy fans then that means i’m dead #i’ll make you like him too.#why did dc take the hardest looking character and go ‘no no you’re supposed to laugh at him nooo he’s not cool’#do i just not get it? i don’t give a shit about their most marketable characters.

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cheese-water · 1 year

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Generation Loss being a tv show makes so much on a meta level. Like remember how Ranboo said there’s a reason why it’s streamed on his twitch channel, and how we all thought it was because he was secretly broadcasting it? That was disproven quickly with Showfall Media publicly promoting the viewpoint and the existence of Squiggles on the broadcast.

So let’s look at the the episodes through the lens of a tv broadcast instead of a twitch stream. It becomes clear why Ranboo always gets himself into these wacky situations and miraculously survives till the end unlike his friends. Ranboo is the main character. Ranboo is the protagonist.

Compare them to another tv protagonist, like Ted Lasso. Sure other characters contribute to the story of each episode, but we as a viewer always follow the main character’s highs and lows, successes and failures, rights and wrongs. They are how the plot moves forward and conflict is created and dissolved. There’s a reason why we don’t see Sneeg’s escape attempt, Ethan Austin and Vinny being freed from the machine, Jerma’s demise; because it doesn’t matter. We don’t care. Showfall doesn’t want us to care.

Our viewpoint is Ranboolive. Who cares if a couple side characters die when the main character is about to solve the next puzzle. He is what keeps the show running, an essential cog in this beautiful machine. He will keep this broadcast rolling whether they like it or not.

Makes you wonder how many other “viewpoints” there are. Are they similar television channels, different people, sets, situations all at the press of a button? Is Showfall Media just beginning of interactive experience entertainment or is it one of hundreds of other programs following the same protocols, each baring a long list of missing persons cases that have yet to be solved? Who really was the “Founder?”

I guess we have to wait and see…

#generation loss #genloss #ranboolive #ranboo #generation loss theory #i haven’t even gotten to the allegory revolving around the sanitization of media in this day in age #Unalive? G*re? Bl00d?#They’re simply filters we’re forced to use because companies don’t find those words “marketer friendly” enough #Frick? Shoot? Gosh Darnit?#Same logic applies there #This censorship even reaches to human bodily functions #The amount of people banned on TikTok not only for teaching others about periods but just mentioning their existence is insane #we’re content living like this even though we’d all be horrified if we actually ripped someone open #Idk I’m so not normal about this #I can’t wait for tomorrow

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jacarandaaaas · 6 months

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no but it actually annoys me so badly that blue isa is so sidelined! like it’s not just “a different colour dress” it’s the literal symbolism of her becoming free! it’s her self discovery it’s her growing in her own confidence and abilities! it’s incredibly crucial to her character so why the hell does d*sney NEVER want to show that beautiful version of her!? also I don’t want to hear the spoilers excuse ITS BEEN TWO YEARS. what else can I do has 200 MILLION views it’s not a subtle thing! like it’s funny because if u think about it it’s the same thing as what alma was doing. branding this one version of isabela and never allowing her to be anything other than that! atleast alma never realized she was unhappy but this company!? YALL MADE THE DAMN MOVIE!??

#encanto #encanto disney #disneys encanto #isabela madrigal #justice for isabela #maybe this hits me more because I relate to her feeling like she can’t be anything else other than what she’s told #also kids literally prefer blue isa #Did they learn nothing from the whole luisa merch thing last year!?#it’s even funnier when they market that version with mirabel because in the movie mirabel wouldn’t want to be NEAR pink isa #also her blue dress is gorgeous yall don’t get her like I do #isabela you’re amazing never change

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the-meme-monarch · 3 months

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sorry but i think starlo got the sans and spamton over-saturation effect for me. i don’t like him

#I DONT HATE HIM I don’t hate sans or spamton either but yknow. least favorite as a result of over saturation of the market #but honestly thank you starlo for being the one everyone draws Down Bad art of instead of w #weird overly sexualized Honestly Not Even Sexy art of martlet or ceroba #I mean I’m certain it exists but not enough so that it’s on google images #was looking for refs of those three for the art i did and honestly didn’t see anything of them #but I saw like 3 Starlo With His Shirt Off Trying To Look Sexy arts. I mean. get it honestly #sorry this is nothing. bye #words from the monarch #undertale yellow

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mylittleredgirl · 3 months

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i was typing out a jokey post about how “i don’t play video games anymore because having the oldest possible usable apple laptop is the bitter nail polish of breaking that addiction” when i got an email from a group list of aging alums from my parents’ old community in all caps saying “mac users i need to borrow an operating system installation disc, must be 10.1 or higher” a disc? OSX????

#like THEEEEEEE os x??? (well the first update to it but you know what i mean)#my laptop’s doing fine #i’m 100% sure someone on that list will have it too #and also i don’t want to get involved in tech support for that guy or he’s going to try and rope me into whatever stock market scam #he’s falling for today #so this is not a request for archival it support

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crookedfivefingers · 25 days

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I had this thought about Ten and Martha traveling back to Venice in the 1700’s.

Naturally, they wind up separated during the trip — which is how Martha eventually finds herself in the company of a charming, if hauntingly familiar stranger…

One who can’t seem to keep his eyes off of her.

Ten x Martha | Martha x Casanova

✨WIP snip from ch.1✨

In May of 1758, the many streets of Venice are packed for the annual Feast of the Ascension —but a day filled with food and laughter is cut short when Martha loses sight of the Doctor in the crowds.

By the time she’s finally able to break free and locate the missing Time Lord, she’s stunned to see him being tugged into a carriage by a beautiful young woman… A carriage that swiftly disappears down the road and out of sight.

Alone, hurting, and more than a little cross, Martha suddenly realizes that she’s stranded in an unfamiliar city… over two hundred years in the past. Bloody brilliant.

She can’t even remember where they parked the TARDIS at this point — not with the endless narrow alleyways and labyrinthine streets.

It’s a modest blessing, but she takes some comfort in knowing she’s at least dressed appropriately for the times, straightening her elaborate wig as she begins walking in the carriage’s general direction.

As time passes, the sun tucks itself away beneath the edge of the horizon, and the crowds finally begin to dissipate. Without the excess noise and foot traffic, Martha has more room to process the events of the evening, sort-of-searching for the long-lost carriage (but mostly brooding) as she puts increasing wear on her shoes.

After some time, the sound of music and laughter drifts into her ears, catching her attention to pull her from the darkness of her thoughts. She allows herself to be drawn towards it without hesitation, and not three minutes later, she’s standing at the edge of a ballroom in the Palazzo Pisani Moretta.

Partying shouldn’t be top of mind, of course — but after a full day of celebrating throughout the city, she can’t imagine putting any more stress on her aching feet. The poor extremities scream for reprieve in the wedge sandals that hide beneath her skirt, scolding her for not putting more thought into her choice of footwear.

To be fair, the move to enter the building isn’t entirely void of strategy. After all, the Doctor could be in here. Seems like just the sort of place his little date might like to mingle, she thinks with a healthy roll of her eyes.

To say the Palazzo is extravagant is putting it mildly. In addition to what may well be a few hundred elite guests in attendance, the spacious hall is adorned from floor to ceiling with finery, the glowing chandeliers illuminating marble statues and countless works of art. Servers in masquerade weave through the crowd with practiced ease, trays of nibbles and beverages balancing on splayed fingertips.

Feeling inspired, Martha snags a cup of wine as soon as she’s close enough to reach for one, downing half of the bitter, eighteenth-century swill with as much haste as her twenty-first-century taste buds will allow. She forces a smile through her grimace when the server looks to her for approval, still concerned with cordiality [even as she crashes a party wherein she knows no one at all].

Partygoers welcome her readily: happy socialites with hair as big and dramatic as the wig she’s been regretting picking out all day. The compliments they lavish her with almost make it feel worth the hassle, however, and in that moment, she’s grateful that the Doctor let her raid the wardrobe. It feels so much easier to exist in a time period without standing out — at least, more than she already feels she does as a black woman.

(The Time Lord really can be thick, can’t he?)

Over and onward, Martha decides to let loose as much as she can, keeping a wary eye out between little sips of murky, purple wet. It’s been at least three hours since she last saw her mate, and though the environment that surrounds her is intoxicating, she can’t deny the little pinpricks of worry that emerge in her gut.

Surely he wouldn’t just sod off for a shag... would he? Leave her all alone without a word?

Is that really something the Doctor is capable of after everything they’ve been through?

An image of his disappearance flitters across her mind’s eye: a flash of a woman’s smiling face as she drags him into her fancy carriage by the lapels, her giggles resounding off the stone walls as they slip away together.

Another image nips at the heels of the former, only this time, it’s the Doctor’s stony expression as he returns from across the field in Farringham, having just had a proposition rejected by Nurse Redfern. The same proposition he made the morning after finding out how his companion truly felt for him, easily filing that information away as a “non-issue.”

Alright, so maybe he can be a bit of a tosser. Great. Maybe he has no interest in being found just yet, being fully aware that Martha can handle her own.

Everything’s always on his terms, anyway.

Furthermore, and she hates to even think it in the first place, but: who’s to say he didn’t think slipping out unannounced was the only way to get away from her for the night?

Blimey. If that’s the way he really thinks of her...

No. No, no, no — those thoughts aren't helpful for anyone. Not right now.

Worst case scenario, Martha will find a kind local to seek shelter with before night’s end, though she prays it doesn’t come to that. The idea of even thinking about sleeping knowing the Doctor is just out there somewhere makes her stomach churn — even if he has got… friendly company.

Sigh.

Time for more wine, she reckons; her eyes flick about the crowd until she spots the closest server, and then she attempts to head in her direction.

While en route, a portly man in technicolor robes requests a dance, which she turns down as politely as possible. Then another guest — a dark-haired noblewoman about forty-five years old — stumbles on the mosaic when her heels catch the train of another woman’s dress, and Martha helps her to her feet.

All the servers carting wine around only seem to be getting further away, and it feels like a sign. Perhaps she shouldn’t be consuming any more alcohol — at least, not until she has a little more peace of mind.

To her surprise, she doesn’t have to wait long at all.

Through a sea of bobbing heads, swaying bodies shrouded in brightly-colored fabrics, and a thin haze of incense smoke, their eyes lock from across the room — and Martha briefly foregoes the right to oxygen.

She knows she should be relieved (or perhaps furious — definitely furious), but as her throat grows tight and dry, all she’s got the presence of mind to feel is the frantic fluttering of her heartbeat as blood roars in her ears.

The Doctor has never looked at her like that.

Temporarily immobile, she can only watch as he approaches her with deliberate, single-minded steps, the dance floor seeming to part naturally around him. He doesn’t falter or pause and he doesn’t need to; this man claims a route that no one capable of sight would dare interfere.

Somehow, in the last few hours, he’s wound up in a loose red tunic, tight black trousers — tights, essentially — and matching black boots. A black, silken band wraps around his neck, purely decorative, bringing the black from the rest of the outfit together to complete the look.

It’s an entirely different getup than the one she helped him pick out this morning, but let it be known that it’s no less gorgeous for it. Even his hair is different than she’s ever seen it, appearing softer and lighter with significantly less product than usual (if any at all), and he looks…

Bloody hell, he looks incredible.

When he arrives, he gets quite close — closer than Martha’s body and mind are anywhere near recovered enough to be prepared for — and she has just enough time to notice the color of his eyes when he takes her hand.

Are his eyes... blue?

The smile he fixes her with is slow and certain; it simmers just as the gaze he ensnares her with. He seems to reach right into her soul’s lowered defenses to bury himself at the thick of it, lifting her hand to his mouth to rest his gentle lips against her skin.

The touch is just jarring enough to wrench Martha out from the clouds as the realization hits her.

This man is not the Doctor.

“I hope you’ll forgive me,” he murmurs, his voice and cadence eerily identical to the one she knows. “If I'm honest, I just couldn’t resist your magnetism for another moment longer.”

His words, though softly spoken, seem louder than anyone or anything else in the room, effectively shutting the rest of the world out.

"Erm," Martha chokes, eyes wide. Stunned. "I-I, er..." She shakes her head slowly, her voice (and brain) temporarily evading her. It feels as though she's fallen through a crack in dimensions. Perhaps she has.

“Right — sorry," the man chuckles. "Bit rude of me. My name's Giac." He finally lowers her hand between them, flashing a wink, giving her fingers the softest of squeezes before letting them slip through his. "Though I must admit... I am far more eager to learn yours.”

Note: This is a post-Blink story in which Martha is seduced by Giacomo, inspiring clarity and an almost possessive jealousy within the Doctor. How ever will he handle it? I’ve also considered an eventual threesome, but should that happen, it will be strictly het Martha-worship. (Also, per the David Tennant miniseries, Giac is pronounced “Jack”)

#doctor who #tenth doctor #martha jones #tenmartha #ten x martha #casanova #martha x casanova #crossover #david tennant #freema agyeman #dw fic #wip snippet #I looked it up and was deeply deeply bummed there are no fics like this #i thought for sure there would be at least one #I know the market for this couldn’t possibly be more niche and maybe two people will read it #but it has taken full command of my smutty drive tonight #I really don’t know if anyone will read this post but if you do please be nice 😂#just trying to share my horniness with the world #PS I will acknowledge Martha having concerns that maybe this is a fobwatched Ten - but it isn't

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