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norwegika · 1 month

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Stardew valley rant:

I’ve recently been really getting into the life of spouses after you marry them, because for the majority of them, they kinda just stick at home, occasionally visiting family or friends. And those who do still do stuff, it never changes. Maru always works with Harvey at the clinic, Emily always works for Gus at the saloon, nothing really changes in their lives besides a new, much more sedentary lifestyle. I really would like for the spouses to get new hobbies and stuff when they marry you, so here’s my little ideas/headcannons, bachelorettes first!

Abigail: She begins to work on her adventuring skills in the mines and you’ll find her on every fifth floor, going further and further. She’ll give you gems from her travels, and eventually, when she reaches the bottom of the mines, she’ll start going to the skull caverns where she’ll give you iridium and the occasional prismatic shard. Something cool that could happen would be the addiction of an elevator to the skull caverns as she travels further down, every 25 floors. She would also become a member of the adventurer’s guild and serve as Marlon’s apprentice, taking over the guild on some days or opening a branch in the Calico desert that she mans sometimes.

Maru: Maru never really branches out beyond her personal inventions, so I think there could be a quest where she asks you for a new wing of the house that she could use as a workshop. This wing would be constructed by Robin, would be unlocked at 20 hearts, and would cost 750,000 gold, 250 hardwood, 10 iridium bars and 10 battery packs. Then, you could accept quests from Maru every once in a while and unlock new inventions that she made that would increase qol. Maybe she could give you a crafting recipe for auto-petters, she could make a device that automatically plants grass in meadows for your animals, a machine that can increase the quality of items by using a resource or something, the possibilities are endless!

Penny; Penny is always caring for the children of the valley, and I think it would be great if when you marry her, like Maru, you eventually get a quest that allows you to build a school for the kids, possibly utilizing the space to the left of the community center. Maybe then we could have another mini-festival where you can see the children of stardew valley show off their work, maybe unlock a “Talent Show” cutscene where Jas, Vincent, and Leo show off their skills fr. This idea is more underwhelming than my first two and could definitely be improved.

Emily: I think as you progress your post marital relationship with Emily you could help her convince Sandy to move to the valley and have someone else take over the Oasis, learning Sandy’s real name, unlocking special cutscenes with her, etc. I also feel like Emily would have a little workshop where she makes clothes and you could unlock a system where she takes your gems and a clothing item and combines them, giving your clothes a buff, like combining Topaz with a shirt gave the shirt a +1 defense buff, etc. Emily could even start a clothing line and you could gift these clothes to townspeople and get new sprites and portraits for them :D

Haley: After marriage, Haley does literally nothing but see Emily once a week. This needdsss to change, so I think she could discover her passion for photography again and start a blog about the valley, which would unlock a building to the right side of the Bus Stop: the Tourist Center. You could open a tourist center with Haley and occasionally get tourists that come to the valley, similar to the tourists at the Stardew Valley Fair. These tourists could roam around the town for a bit, and you could unlock new dialogue with the townspeople about the tourists, like “These tourists are really boosting the community economy!”

(Cc specific) Leah: Leah would start hosting art classes in the community center every Wednesday! Every month, the group of people who decided to attend could make a new painting that could be hung up in the community center, orrrr you could unlock a new building between the Blacksmith and the Movie Theater/JojaMart, where you could see the different art pieces and could have a new festival, the stardew valley fine arts conference, where the Famous Painter Lupini could host a talk with the artsy people from the valley and Zuzu City, and you could get new clothing items, a cutscene, dialogue, new paintings and sculptures, etc.

I hope you liked my insane Stardew valley yapping session, I’ll do bachelors tomorrow probably :3

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caycaysdiamond · 11 months

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Lovepotioned? Not! (2)

Request for Anon: "Lovepotioned? Not! was such a fun read! :D Can I request a version for Jade and Azul if you have the time? Hope you have a wonderful day!

these are two people i would never want to spread a rumor about especially concerning their s/o? do people at nrc have a death wish ?!? also sorry for the delay anon ,,,2023 ain't been my year fr🙏🏽 this has been sitting in the drafts for a LONG time so I wanted to get it out to you! I'll probably still work on Jade's part eventually too, it's just been a long year but :))!! I hope you still like this T 0 T

Characters: Azul Ashengrotto Established relationship, rumored hypnosis/non-consensual relationship, non-prefect reader, lovesick reader, and lovesick boys.

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul's name was never outside of the rumor mill of Night Raven College; the students, teachers, staff, ghosts, and even the portraits knew of the Octovinelle house warden's notoriety. Though his rumors never swirled around the tongues of anyone for very long, of course, the Leech twins had a certain method of silencing those who would defame Azul.

Well...all but one rumor.

"Azul Ashengrotto used a love potion to make Reader fall in love with him."

To the population of NRC, well, it made sense! Azul was already known to only do things that benefited him, after all.

He's cold, calculating, sly.

But would Azul really need to use a love potion? The rumor quickly turned into, "Azul used a contract to trap Reader in a relationship with him."

Plausible? No, but it's not like anyone but Azul, Jade, Floyd, and Reader knew that.

It didn't help that you were so doting on your beloved, Azul. Constantly singing his praise, supporting him, the lounge, and you even helped him with a few contracts occasionally. It was so odd to everyone, the well-beloved Scarabia native Reader, who's usually so calm and poised themselves in mere moments can turn a simp!

Yes, that rumor could be the only reason Azul could imagine that the crimson eyes of his fellow house warden bore into his side. It was unnerving, surely someone else would have noticed too right? No one else seemed to notice though—or maybe, no one else seemed to care.

Did everyone else in the room have the same thought? Azul was a monster who manipulated his lover?

Uncomfortable was something Azul rarely was.

Riddle's words were drowned out, he was going over something important, Azul thought but all that he could focus on was the feeling of his red eyes. Unconsciously, Azul turned his head slightly and then finally noticed it. The smile that usually graced the other face was gone, and the warmth and friendliness of his usual demeanor was ice cold.

"Thank you, Rosehearts," a more mature voice, rang out, "I think this housewarden's meeting can come to a close now. Aren't I quite benevolent? Ending the meeting early!" Crowley laughed as he stood to leave the room.

"You only ended the meeting a minute early," Leona groaned, walking behind the headmaster.

Azul stood up and started gathering his notes, he had to go. Now. Before Kalim asked him to stay and talk, he thought but a bit too late.

Kalim's hand reached over and halted Azul's movements, "Azul, can we talk...now?"

Azul couldn't answer but it seems everyone else who lingered in the room could as they made themselves scarce quickly.

"I've been wanting to talk to you since before the meeting but I got here kinda late, sorry!" Kalim laughed and moved his hand away, "Sit, sit back down!"

Azul did as told, stiffly. He made eye contact with Kalim once again and released a breath he didn't know he was holding.

The warmth of the other house warden could be felt once again so what was all that earlier, Azul was puzzled.

Was Kalim focusing so hard on the fact that he wanted to speak with Azul that he just...became whatever that was?

Azul shook his head, that didn't matter, "What is it, Kalim? I must say we don't talk often but I think we should. Housewarden to house warden, sophomore to sophomore."

Kalim wasn't someone to be nervous around and quickly, Azul's persona was back up.

"You have a point," Kalim smiled, "but that's not why I wanted to talk to you today."

"Oh?" Azul feigned ignorance, "Then please enlighten me, what's on your mind?"

"It's Reader!" Kalim sighed, "I heard a nasty rumor from some other students. They think you used a love potion on them or manipulated them with your contracts. I just want to know that you didn't!"

Kalim paused before speaking again, his eyes glimmered with an emotion Azul couldn't quite perceive, " Reader and I are close friends I wouldn't want you to hurt them. Regardless of that, they're a part of Scarbia, what kind of house warden would I be if I didn't make sure everyone in my dorm was okay?"

Oh.

Sincerity. Kindness. Love.

That's what Kalim's eye held.

Azul cleared his throat and honesty, poured out. Pure honesty, nonsugar coated, and less velvety than his usual jargon. That is what your best friend deserved.

"Those rumors about Reader and I are completely false. I would never do that to them. Love potions and contracts? It seems I'm more hated than I thought. Reader is...the only person whom I ever loved in this way. I couldn't, no, wouldn't ever manipulate them in any way."

Kalim nodded, "That's what I thought but I had to hear it from you!"

Azul chucked, "You trust me that much? I'm not a good person, Kalim."

"I trust you and I trust Reader," Kalim explained, "I think you're a good person. The way Reader talks about you can't be faked, at least I don't think so."

Kalim stood up and stretched, "I'll see you later, Azul!"

Azul stayed seated long after Kalim left the room. Alone, was a time of reflection and a time to think about you.

"A good person, huh?"

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland scenarios #twst imagines #azul ashengrotto #twst fluff #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader

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edrawingarts · 6 days

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Lady Velaena Velaryon, Lady of Dragonstone, Mother of The Conquerors.

“[…] Lady Valaena of House Velaryon, herself half Targaryen on her mother’s side.”

Targaryen Portrait Masterlist

Valaena Velaryon was a noblewoman from House Velaryon living at the end of the Century of Blood. She was the wife of Aerion Targaryen, Lord of Dragonstone, and the mother of the three conquerors of Westeros: Visenya, Aegon, and Rhaenys Targaryen.

Valaena was half-Targaryen herself, through her mother, an as of yet unidentified member of House Targaryen. Valaena was a relative of Lord Daemon Velaryon, Aegon's first master of ships.

Once Again changing my art style because I can not make up my mind. Also why does tumblr always have to make the quality worse ☹️😔 if you want to see my art better quality just check my instagram but fr tumbler up your game.

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jack-kellys · 1 year

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welcome to: rizz's extensive uksies notes, which will discuss differences in characterization, sure, but also more important things like staging, scenic and dance changes, and directorial choices (i do talk about the principal characters at the bottom so i'll forgive you for skipping down there if you wanna). i haven't looked at anyone else's posts since i didn't want them to influence my thoughts, but i'll be whipping out the third-of-the-way-through stage management degree for this shit so buckle up. spoilers/major reveals will be in this post, and this post (among all the others relating to major reveals/moments in this version) will be tagged with #newsies spoilers!!!

lets get into it, starting with the reason this show was able to be as much of an experience as it was: the space.

i think it's very important context to this version of newsies that the troubadour theater, previously, had been housing an immersive peaky blinders (popular tv show) experience. this review gives a pretty good idea of what immersive theater is, and it is... a big feat. it's more of an experience than theater, and that same goal was at the heart of the way newsies is done, too, which worked so well. both are historical fictions and are based on real things that happened, which makes it kind of easier to involve an audience imo and lets them believe what's going on.

the stage is a sort of round thrust-style in the shape of what i'm guessing is a flash/flashbulb in reference to obviously the pics we have of the strike and how "big photos attract readers" (aka the audience in this case :)). as yall know from the photos its got the same tower/skeletal setup as bway...to an extent. for bway, that's tbh all they have, but by losing the proscenium stage and moving into a space with so much more free reign, there didn't have to be one big scenic element, and it didn't have to be the only thing to steal the show. like the "big moment" for bway is when the three towers track forward in once and for all, and there's like....at least three different moments just like that in uksies and they don't even need the towers for any of them! because they didn't rely on one thing, they did so many things, and they did them everywhere. to the walls, to the aisles, to the landings, to the air, this show made sure it used every definition of the word 'space' to its fullest. initially it sounds distracting, but making sure they're all around us and making sure that ensemble characters are able to be on their own without the principals near them really humanizes the ensemble as a group of real kids who fr went on strike. i'll come back to humanizing stuff in a bit, but since we've been talking about the theater space, lemme talk abt these scenic elements because damn...

there was a slide jack used a couple times through a hatch door to escape the delanceys thru (with a little >:) wave) and escape the strikebreakers

there were mini trap doors in the stage where items were stored and revealed, and they kind of looked like the grates that sidewalks have/used to have for like rain to drain into in cities <3

there was a rope jack used to swing through and kick a strikebreaker in the face!

the penthouse actually felt like a home rather than literally just a bare bway balcony lmao, like they had mini portraits sticking to a skeletal roof-like overhang that jack probably built on his own, his art was much more obvious and hung up and personalized.

the cart with all the papers on it actually got to be used in staging in really fun ways- it was both chariot and podium for jack and crutchie mainly but they like rode around in it it was cool

medda has a huge lit-up sign for her theater instead of like. an overhang or whatever it is for bway, which is the upgrade she deserves <3

the children's crusade banner wasn't a projection, it actually dropped as a huge literal banner from one of the line sets and jack stood as a shadow behind it with a fist raised >:)

the tables for king of new york weren't the longer bigger ones from bway, it was like actual restaurant-style table for two's like in 92sies!! and they were on wheels, so they had table-ography– this was also possible due to how much more depth, physically, the stage had, like they wouldn't have had room on a proscenium. davey was pushing les around on a table and the kid was just flying around it was super cute and rly well done

speaking of 92sies, remember at the end of their king of new york when the one newsie grabs the ceiling fan and spins around? yeah, uksies does that with these huge practical lights that fly down from above- newsies get to not only hang off of them and do some acrobatics, but they can spin on them, and they not only go insanely fast, but they also are able to go higher the faster they go. seriously one of the most insane displays i've seen in a staged musical of all things, like it felt like a show and not just a musical.

The abundance of scenic and spatial elements leaves a director/choreograoher (because this guy was both, and it is visceral even in the scenes that he's both and it's perfect) with so many options, and fuckin man, did this guy absolutely use all of them to the fullest. i hadn't realized how like....recycled the blocking had been through bway and also touring, because idt they're allowed to really change it. but guys. we'd been watching the same exact movements for years, and NOW THEY'RE ALL NEW!! everything they do, each location of the stage people move to is all different than we've ever seen as a fandom, which is major, because staging is a storytelling device– since if it wasn't, we wouldn't have it. where people are in a space, where people are in relation to others in a space is also huge. the other main thing again is that it isnt a proscenium stage, so it's much easier not to stage people "in a line". think back to the livesies staging for right before the world will know when jack is telling davey about "if your father had a union". picture where they are on the stage in relation to the cart w all the newsies. its in a fucking line, bro.

this show? abused depth beautifully. the stage pictures were extremely memorable, so choreographed, and set the dynamics for scenes so effortlessly. davey is way downstage when jack's trying to convince him to join the strike, so we can see his exact thought process before the final "i guess...you do, mr. president". (speaking of, ryan kopel is genuinely the first davey to actually make that line a weirdly emotional journey?? like davey takes so long to finally say it, like he's getting over the stakes and letting jack's words sit before finally, yes, agreeing.) or when jack has his pre-seize the day monologue (of which i might make an entire post for for personal reasons and i'll link it here if i do), the three scabs are center stage, arranged in this triangle with their backs to each other and their heads down so jack gets to circle them while addressing the stage at large- it just looks so intentional and frankly very pretty to watch since they're all dancers and their posture is so clean. even something to believe in's scene staging is more dynamic because the towers themselves aren't even in a line- they're angled downstage, so even when jack and kath are high up on a more skinny platform there's still depth and an upstage and downstage they can travel on!! it's so thought through. i'll also make a post about more individual moments, but a lot of people have done that so im making the more important post first lmao.

the staging ofc was very intentional, but the transitions were also...like seriously integral to the narrative. idk if you guys know this or not but transitions can make or fuckin break a moment fr and some directors fucking suck at them LMAO but wow. these? the newsies taking on katherine's platform with the same "mornin' miss" air to their movements and kath saying a small 'thank you' to them before she sits for watch what happens, versus the transition into the bottom line where newsies push pulitzer's platform on with heads and backs bowed down, pushing slower, with more effort, like it looks painful when they push on his platform. newsies lifting medda's footlights and sort of "working at the theater" with their movements mirroring dramatic vaudevillian theatre. it was all so fluid and nearly all of it was done by the newsies and none of it was really...hidden, either, and seeing them literally "work" onstage cemented them as "the working boys of the city" really specifically, and in a very special way. like yeah, the invisible workforce, of course they're doing the transitions. beautiful, a+.

among other added elements were the new orchestrations. newsies has never sounded like this before, even excluding the new music they added. there was more base, guitar, and drums, and the tinny trumpet was much more subdued which felt more...realized and less disney, which is for me always welcomed lol. honestly it made the music sound less disney as a whole. very grounded sound overall- ALSO the sound design was so fucking excellent like you walk into the theater and it's the sounds of the city in 1899 and it's so cool...but! yes! there was new music because guess fucking what: every single dance break was extended. every single one. they all of course had new choreo (finallyfinallyfinallyfinally) but also literal new parts to the dance breaks. each by like 3-5 mins. cemented this as a show more so than only a musical which i fucking adored. in a diff post i'll go through each song (though it might. be after i see it again) and talk about the extensions because just....come on director/choreographer!! yes!!

rounding out this post specifically, im gonna nail down some characters and relationships, since honestly they were very different than we've seen before, but there's merit to all of them for real, and i appreciate a shift from how we're used to interpreting them, and honestly i hope it changes our characterizations as a fandom and adds more depth/possibilities!

starting with the romantic hero of the year, jack kelly.

he is distinctly a romantic hero in this- not in the perceived lovesick/floaty way. he's a very raw version of himself, and he's almost a loose canon (until he's forced not to be via blackmail). he's staged very intimately with others when talking one-on-one, which i know is a usual jack trait, but at michael's jack's core is "come on, look at me." every moment with those he loves is personal to him, is treasured and valued. a baseline example is crutchie, of course, who he says "look at me" to in the prologue after crutchie gets discouraged with himself. they aren't staged outward toward the audience, because jack doesn't let it– he is in line with crutchie, really looking at him, and making sure crutchie's looking back. he does this with the scabs too, except he gets to move around them because of how that trio is staged (my god that scene looks and is so beautiful..fuck).

but i think this is very exemplified with davey, actually, because what i love about michael's jack is that the emotions he wears on his sleeve aren't only ones of love- it's all passion, which includes anger. jack and davey do not get along initially. the exchange of "well if he's the best then what's he want with me" is kind of charged, which is exciting- davey really is just there for his family, he doesn't need eyes on him, and he wants to shut it down....but it's shutting it down via undermining jack, which is made clear by jack's reaction that that isn't something that happens around here. "cause you got a little brother" really feels like an 'i don't need you,' in how it's said, and any back and forth they have through that scene is an interesting animosity... which changes the moment davey and les are in danger, when snyder appears and they run (they run SO MUCH in this show oh my god, they run everywhere across everything and up and down), and once they run to the theater and jack gets them out of that situation and davey is seriously like. 'who the fuck was that guy, we had to go through that bc of you, that wasn't okay', and the way jack explains who snyder was...for the first time, jack doesnt match davey's animosity and instead just explains, in lieu/as an apology, the details on who snyder is and to steer clear of him. and instead of saying "right" as davey normally does, he says "thanks for the advice", with the staging squared and head-on to jack. and it isnt sarcastic, it's just genuine, and from that moment on, davey gets the "look at me" treatment. and jack even holds the back of davey's head during i think seize the day and lets his hand slide down his shoulder to daveys chest and daveys hand is on jack's shoulder and they're staged square and not outward like the moment is just for them.

jack's emotions are more visceral than they've been, he's very hot-blooded and it just makes everything hit more. the fucking seize the day monologue. poc fans we finally won. michael took so much time with it, making sure each line was heard and intentional and the audience was doing that thing they do at more serious straight plays with the little "mmhs" when they agree with something and like. he just made sure it was taken so seriously, same with the something to believe in scene. "what is this.. about, for you?" just the way michael structures jack's word is so smart and emotional. he also has this sort of break in his speaking voice that reminded me of jerjor actually, but it obv is just the way he acts and a choice for jack, this cracking of the self when he's vulnerable with someone at the expense of himself.

lemme say that again. this jack's voice literally has an emotional crack in it when speaking vulnerably at the expense of himself, which is SO FUCKIGN SPECIFIC GOD I LOVE HIM FSKDFJSDJ FUCK. it's genius. he does it with katherine during "i ain't stupid, i know that... girls like you, don't end up with.. guys like me." oh my god the FUCKING NOISE THE AUDIENCE MADE. oh it was heartbreaking, like it was genuinely crushing. made me tear up for sure, for obvious reasons lmao. michael is the jack i've always wanted- a little vain (he admires himself in a hand mirror during carrying the banner<3), absolutely turbulent, and painfully, horribly aware of his own stakes in this all. and black LMAO I WONNNNNN HAHAH I WON!!

speaking on crutchie next because he is the narrative of this production.

the fandom has sort of strayed away from the jack+crutchie team and fallen into this jack+race team, and this production makes damn sure that doesn't happen. it is so jack and crutchie, all the way, to the end of the fucking line. he is with jack, central, through all of act one's staging and major numbers- by jack's side for carrying the banner, with him on the cart when it spins around center and moves around the stage for world will know, he leads the newsies up to the world's door to make way for jack, les, and davey to enter it, he's included in seize the day choreo moments, he cries out for jack to get away ("jackie, run! run!!" im. i am. a mess) at the end of the brawl when he knows he's in a situation he can't get out of.

he also has this hug with jack and race when he returns from the refuge that nearly made me yell out loud LMAO (me and @roideny grabbing hold of each other in the theater and all), and the three of them have a personal spot of the stage together looking over the paper when davey makes his first appearance- crutchie is just staged very intentionally near anyone with leadership, cementing him as a leader and is certainly no longer jack's kid-brother anymore. any infantilization is really worked on getting completely gone in this production, the effort is apparent likely especially bc the actor (matthew duckett!! sweetheart supreme!!) is disabled himself!

another really key thing about this crutchie is how loud he is, in every way he possible could be. his color palette is the most stark right along with jack's, he's wearing overalls which no other newsie has, his speaking voice is almost abrasive- it's not rough, per say, but it's sort of coarse and nasally (he's so new yorker and im in love w it), and very distinct. he's also taller than jack (michael my beloved is 5'9", furthering my jack is 5'9" agenda) and like... most of the other newsies tbh.

this production does not give you a choice but to notice him, does not give you a choice but to look at him, does not allow you to ignore crutchie in any way. it's visually and audibly impossible, and that is spectacularly intentional.

he is also like... sunshiney in a rough-around-the-edges way, in a this-is-all-i-have way. he's so himself, he's abrasive and almost snide in how he talks. very self-aware, but choosing actively to be brighter about it even though you can tell his situation weighs on him. crutchie is genuinely so dynamic in this show and he's amazing to watch, and he is finally, finally, truly shown as equal to the rest of the newsies, and certainly to jack.

this is so specific but the "we have the right to starve, let's just get our papers" line is so decisive of him. like i'm realizing that that line hasn't given him power before, but it does in this show- he can raise a definitive solution to the group without being jack, and i.. don't think anyone else does this, at all, when they're discussing the strike. it's just crutchie who states what he believes they should do. like. that's never been emphasized before thats so fucking cool for him idk

alright davey time woooooo

davey is the king of defensiveness in this and i genuinely fucking love that choice for him. because he is trying to find a 'way out' within the text but also metaphorically within the story before world will know. so like– this production had davey try and contradict every time someone comments on what davey says. he'll start to say "i didn't say-" "that's not what i-" "i didn't mean-" before cutting back into the script's dialogue again, which is SO fascinating. since initially, davey is trying to separate himself from the newsies, so he uses ad-libs like that to break away, but then after world will know, those same ad-libs are used inversely it felt like, like he'd say something in a way that didn't quite fit and he'd try to rephrase so that it did? very interesting to watch.

he also was very nervous to speak in his first appearance when getting his papers, like he was very nervous about speaking in front of wiesel. this davey had sort of trouble finding words in a timely manner, but what he always has are the right ones, which was a good dynamic for he and jack. he does know what to say, and what he says is intentional, he just isn't great at saying it until act two which is so. cool. even in act 2 at the rally he's still finding his footing, and then when he's at pulitzer's office with jack and spot, he's in his own. he's nearly flippant about his words, since he's found his confidence in them through jack uplifting them the whole show. it almost..... like he and jack kind of have a mentor-y relationship? jack really feels like he does show davey the ropes (despite how biting the "well my father taught us [indicating that jack shouldn't lie so easily in front of les] not to lie" is), and davey learns from jack while jack learns from davey.

speaking of les though wow is mans protective as fuck. his arms are always around this kid, he rests his chin on his head really casually and les is so easy with it too like yeah they're brothers asf. and their moments in king of new york are so precious, and they have the center table together at the start of act two.

speaking of act two! can't talk about davey without discussing wwh reprise :). the way he talks to jack in this scene is so confident that jack's "have they busted up your brains or something" feels like it's more about that- davey hasn't spoken against jack since before world will know, and jack isn't used to the dynamic davey is trying to establish. he's so persistent, and urgent, and like... in it. "won the battle, jackie think about it" like this davey wants to win. at every single turn in this show, davey wants what he believes to win. he will speak against anyone, he will try and change his words' meaning ("that's not what i mean-"), and he will persuade whoever just so that he can win. he feels so competitive and it shines in different ways and everything he says really is so argumentative. maybe he's a little quieter, his voice is shyer, but davey isn't shy, and that's made clear. also ryan kopel hugged me at the stage door and i love him and he's so fucking sweet wowowow

ok katherine and we'RE DONE i promise.

staging made absolutely sure to ground her. she was watching a lot of the scenes she wasn't in, like she appeared during world will know in one of the aisles- felt very much like those moments in 92sies when we'd just see denton around takin notes, which i loved. showed her as a very active journalist. she also like... spoke like an american newscaster?? like she had a News voice lowkey? which was a fun choice.

her scene with jack when she's asking him questions is so serious for her and i love it, it really makes sure that she cares about what she's writing and who she's writing for. jack's "we both got a lot riding on you" takes her downstage as her desk gets set up, and we get to see jack's words weigh on her which is fuckin nice as hell.. like she just felt more grounded than she's been. she still got to be bubbly, but she was more aware of the situation than like... kara lindsay's katherine. she knew the stakes for the newsies i feel like, which is why the name reveal was more intense and the STBI pre-scene was... the best i've seen. she was embarrassed at herself for lying to jack- not telling him everything, and when she defends it she knows it's weak and doesn't try to back it up.. i just appreciate it bc that scene normally feels so superficial despite its context and what they're talking about, but kath and jack really did everything they could to save that scene's writing... they reeeeally fuckin tried LMAO. this katherine was more willing to put herself in the action for sure

her back and forth with jack in jacobi's was so fun, and the defining line of their arc through the show was definitely "this is entertaining...so far." because it's fun to flirt, until it isn't, and someone you care about his ruining his name at the city-wide rally, or revealed to be the daughter of the man sending cops to beat kids into submission. whew. they're really good together.

very quickly: THIS PULITZER IS >>>>>. HE IS SO GOOD. I CANT LIE LMAOOO HE'S SO EVIL I HATE HIM!! and MEDDA WAS SO. that's jack's mom. she also really does serve independence, and i love it so much.

anyway thanks for reading this far guys LMAO i now this is so extensive and i didn't even talk about the ensemble fr... but that's for the second viewing. the direction this production underwent took major precedence, since it's so different and so much more fleshed out.

hope this gave a clear picture on the vibe of the show and the principal characters/relationships!! more to come asf!!!

#newsies spoilers #WHEW OK WE DID IT for now #newsies #uksies #newsies uk #west endsies #britsies #analysis #newsies design #fizz freaks #jack kelly #crutchie morris #davey jacobs #katherine pulitzer #medda larkin

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randomgentlefolk · 5 months

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CPC CHAPTER 159+160

I had exams for 1 week and 3 days so I can only do this now (and now i also have remedial...bruh)

Y'all is Leland secretly a bookworm or something? Because—

"Fairytale", "Trope", all of those books in his office, one of his to do list is buy more books...is he also a bookworm like Frederick???

PREZ VS BLAINE!!! PREZ VS BLAINE!!!

YES PREZ!!! GET TO HIM!! I seriously hope Blaine will SNAP out of it and go to a path of redemption. Seriously bro I love him and i really want him to redeem himself.

I should make Blaine a separate post cause i'm speedrunning writing this :') i've been busy and cpc is going to update in one hourrrr

EMOTIONAL INTELLIGENCE APPRECIATION!!!! I DO ENJOY SOME EMOTIONALLY INTELLIGENT PEOPLE (tho i must admit i am not one of them sadly)

THE THEORY. THE DAMN THEORY. This is also a huge step towards the theory that the portrait Leland stole is a portrait of Leelathae. Which is also why Leland punched Blaine for calling Gwen ugly and then not understanding why he did that.

Wait. A theory just came to me.

If we think about it, isn't Gwen just visiting the places in the old chapters chronologically?

First, she was in bed. Then, the waffle room. Then the forest where she met CPC. We can assume the little red's grandma's house is the cpc place. Then she was in the sugar room and finally, the gala. I'm going to theorize that the next room will be maybe... back to her room? The gala room but destroyed? The carriage?

BRO LELAND GOT BEAT UP BAD LMAOAOAOAOAO. MAIDS! MAIDS! MAIDS! Bro got hit by an IRONING TOOL. I KNOW THAT HURTS. Too bad he managed to throw a FUCKING SOFA at the maids tho... but fr ARE THE MAIDS OKAY??? MOLY, IS SHE OKAY?? I WILL NOT HAVE BELOVES MAIDS DYING YOU HEAR ME.

M'dude ;)

Orson and Monika my beloved nerds. I hope Monika's trauma will be addressed more ngl cause she clearly has trauma.

REAL REAL REAL!!!

LANCE!!!! YOU CAN DO IT!!! I wonder what he's planning? Maybe he's going to order the troops to clear the door? Please tell me he's going to reunite with Frederick :(

NOOOOO PREZ ALMOST GOT THROUGH HIMMMMM.

OH NO. OH GOD OH MAN. OH GOD OH MAN. Welp, I suppose arachnophobia alert for the next chapters....

I had suspicion that the pills shouldn't have side effects as THAT bad. And oh well. Too bad we didn't get any arachne Prez tho :(

...can someone help Blaine like damn man is just passed out there 💀

Okay that's it for these 2 chapters because damn i am SPEEDRUNNING.

Mono out! (But still in to hear your thoughts)

#cursed princess club #cpc

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xo-zizi · 5 days

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I was annoyed for Olivia through that interaction with Ashley. Not just because he drew the portrait anyways (he weird af for that after she said NO) but because it’s so irritating when you think you’ve made a genuine friend, like a homeboy, and that nigga comes and confesses feelings. Like relationship or no relationship that is honestly one of the most annoying experiences as a woman ever. Especially in her case, when she sees him as a friend that helped her through her pain of losing her father while she was away from her village. And now you in my face, telling me it was more. And at my BOYFRIEND’S HOUSE. Yeah you’re done. Safe travels fr

#all american #olivia baker #samantha logan

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the chaos of trying to take sephy, kensy and the twins trick or treating when kensy is a toddler 🫣

eddie is pulling his hair out fr

I’m doing a full work on this for sure bc it’s been requested so much but yes. it’s nothing but pure chaos lol.

kensie is terrified to go by herself so nb or eddie has to go. and the houses in their “neighborhood” are so spread out it takes forever. it’s so over the top too bc everyone treats it like a mini met gala.

sephy hates waiting on kensie, the twins are so little and when one starts so does the other so you can’t go too far in case you have to go home. farrah comes for back up and nerves are shot from the family portrait photo from earlier.

I feel like they might go to hawkins for halloween bc calabasas halloween is so snobby and removed and eddie wants them to have a normal halloween.

#oneforthemunny #munnytalks #rockstar!eddie munson #dad!rockstar!eddie munson

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Raillerie du sort — Mademoiselle de Robespierre

I found this (very long) anecdote regarding Charlotte Robespierre published on May 20 1849 in number 776 of the paper L’Écho de la Loire. Considering it gets so much right about Charlotte (her having a portrait of her older brother, her adress, her pseudonym, just her behaviour in general), I’m actually inclined to give it some credability.

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Doctor H… Fr… gave us one evening the following story:

Around the middle of the summer of 1833, one rainy morning, I strode along one of the saddest streets that can be found in Paris — the Rue de la Fontaine-Saint-Marcel. I was in a hurry to without melancholy escape from this dark district of harsh poverty, and to sadden my mind as little as possible, I carefully kept my eyes lowered so as not to see these mud colored houses, at the windows of which never fail to appear a few heads of women with yellow faces wrapped in linens whose color keps hidden under the oily filth of uncleanliness. The ugliness, the rags of misery cause me at first a repugnance freed from any movement of charity; it is only after this first impression, that my thought probes, under the hideous livery, the depth of the evil, and brings forward the emotion of the heart.

I am a doctor, and to the dryness of the soul of my profession is added the barbarous selfishness of the artist. The ugly makes me mean. I sourly affect myself with the annoying faces of men or objects. If I pass by some old woman chanting a stupid song in a false voice, I find myself wishing that a tile would fall on her head. If chance takes me to a narrow, dark, characterless street with dirty, plain facades, I hope that a fire will destroy the houses and bury the architects and owners who built them under their rubble.

Like I said, I was following the rue de la Fontaine Saint-Marcel when behind me discordant cries arose; I turned around and saw a man stopping a carriage whose driver was talking very loudly and gesticulating a lot, at the same time as a group of a dozen people formed in the middle of the street. I approached the group, and my eyes, slipping between the heads of two ragpickers, were fixed on an old lady in a faint whom an athletic woman supported with her arms and knees; another woman squeezed some of the black water from the stream in her hand and threw it in the face of the old woman.

— I said beware! exclaimed the coachman; why didn't she withdraw?

— Perhaps she is deaf! said the colossal woman.

— Then why didn’t she say so? This coachman’s joke did not have great success.

— My good people, I said, let me approach, I beg you, I'm a doctor. They moved away, I entered the center of the circle.

— Coachman, I said, after looking at the patient, your carriage shall help me transport this lady to her home.

—Bah ! he replied, these old people never leave their lodgings. And as he insisted on slipping away, he took advantage of a moment when his horse was no longer restrained, to artistically lash the end of its ears with a whiplash; the intelligent animal did not have to be told twice and left, to the great detriment.

The coachman had spoken the truth. A fruiterer, standing in front of her lethal, pointed out to me, with a hand green and knotty like the bark of an oak tree, a house less puny in appearance than those which neighbored it. This is where Mademoiselle Delaroche lives, she said.

Mademoiselle Delaroche was very thin. A ragpicker took her in his arms, reached the house, climbed two flights of stairs, and deposited his burden in a small apartment which a servant came to open to us.

I found that Mademoiselle Delaroche was in no serious ailment, and after prescribing some minor medication, I recommended that, despite the slightness of the accident, they should not neglect to call a doctor.

— Mademoiselle, Delaroche since settling in this district, has never called a doctor, said the servant. I don't know where to find any in the neighborhood. If monsieur wanted to come back…

I live, like I said, on the rue du Faubourg Poissonnière; rue de la Fontaine-Saint Marcel was far from my house; moreover, it was very disagreeable to me; nevertheless I promised to return in the evening and went out. At nightfall I kept my word. The woman who had opened the door for us in the morning received me again. She made me sit down in a very hard old armchair, saying to me in a low voice:

— Mademoiselle Delaroche is finishing her prayers. She is there, in this cabinet; her accident had no unfortunate consequences.

While Mademoiselle Delaroche was praying to God, my eyes fell mechanically first on the shabby furniture of the room, then they stopped on an object which excited my curiosity. On one side of a rococo mirror hung a bad engraving representing an Ecce Homo; on the other side hung a painting covered with a black cape. Placed as a pendant to the image of Christ at the height of his sublime suffering, this frame was to have an emblematic meaning of great pain. It gave to the old woman's little room a character of gloomy mystery, and was to be the ever-precise memory of some great family event. This demoiselle Delaroche must be, I thought, of a robust character, since she feels in her isolation the need to always have before her eyes an object which brings her thoughts back to the pain which is the culminating point of her life.

I had my eye fixed on the covered portrait, when Mademoiselle Delaroche opened the door of the neighboring room. My attentive attitude seemed to make her reflect. She stopped after taking a step towards me, and although darkness was already creeping into the room, I saw her eyes come alive under her gray eyebrows.

I rose and greeted her with the thought that I probably had before my eyes the heroine of some bloody family drama.

— Monsieur, she said in a dry, biting, though weak, voice, you know who I am, don't you?

— I was told you were Mademoiselle Delaroche.

— Monsieur, you saw after the little accident this morning that my health had not been impaired, and I assure you that I no longer need a doctor. You have rendered me some care for which it is right that you should be paid.

Saying these words, she went and opened the writing desk and took out a five-franc pincer.

- Monsieur, she continued, I am not rich, please be satisfied with this and do not even ask me medical questions, because I feel good. I will not insist on the reasons which determined you to take advantage of the service you have rendered me to return this evening. She handed me the coin.

— Mademoiselle, I replied spitefully, the thanks you give me sound very much like reproaches. I don't accept them any more than your money. The reasons which have induced me to render to you the minimal aid I swear to you are simple reasons of humanity. I live in another end of Paris, and I have decided to come to this suburb, to this house, to a person whom I do not know, and towards whom I can only be attracted by this commiseration that one carries towards his fellows.

I bowed and walked towards the door, convinced that this woman was one of those touchy beings like Rousseau, who believe themselves to be persecuted as much by their services as by their opposites. I had my finger on the door knob, eager to leave this gloomy dwelling and not caring the least in the world about the secret which had a moment before so keenly excited my curiosity, when Mademoiselle who had followed me said to me:

— I was no doubt mistaken, monsieur; Alas! misfortune makes one suspicious and unjust; and I have been so often the object of the most hateful curiosity, that I must distrust anyone who crosses this poor threshold. Would you forgive me for the harsh words I addressed to you?

She spoke these words with a sincere expression of pain that touched me. At the same time, the thought of the covered portrait reappeared in my mind, and it was with a little selfishness and with the hope that Mademoiselle Delaroche would raise this mystery that I said to her:

— I am a doctor, Mademoiselle, I observe the ills of the body, but those of the mind I understand too. I have many moments of injustice, although I do not complain about the fate that has been fixed for me, and I must forgive others for the faults that I am the first to commit without having as excuses the causes that you have without a doubt.

— You have just assured me, she resumed, that you did not know who I was; I believe in your honor and your sincerity! My God, after all, I should be used to this scrutiny I am being subjected to, and I am sorry now for expressing my displeasure to you. If you knew my real name this morning, what harm would there really have been? One more person whose gaze would have sought on my wrinkled forehead to read things that are not there, what would that matter? I some times tell myself that I have too little time to live to worry about other people's attention; but most often the name I bear brings me the presence of hateful thoughts.

— I don't know your name, mademoiselle, as I didn't know this morning, if the one by which you were designated to me is not yours. I respect the reasons that made you adopt it, and despite what you have told me, I swear to you that I will not take any steps to become them.

— Would you be sure, she said with a certain delicacy of emphasis and a good-naturedness which contrasted with her first mood, would you be sure tomorrow of keeping your word? I see very well that I have told you too much for me to remain a mystery to you; besides, we will be strangers to each other, no relation can be established between us, and I would as much like to tell you myself before leaving you that I am Robespierre's sister.

Surprise silenced me. This name confusedly awakened so many ideas in me that I could not formulate the most banal phrase.

— You see, monsieur, said Mademoiselle Robespierre sadly, if I weren't used to it, the shock you feel would be very painful to me. My poor brother, grandiose enigma of which contemporaries, no more than relatives and posterity, have been able to discover the true meaning, you produce on those who meet his name the same rejection: that of stupefaction!

I took a few steps back into the apartment.

— I have never thought too much about your brother's frightful work, I said to her.

— If you haven't thought about it, she resumed, you must have adopted the idea one has settled on for this work. But the idea is horrible.

— In any case, Mademoiselle, your brother's enemies are not yours.

— I have endeavored to live with God; but, in spite of the greatest efforts, I could not believe myself detached from the cause of Maximilien, a cause, I repeat to you, which is more obscure for me than it is for you. I have tried, I have often succeeded in withdrawing myself into a corner, far from the public attention which the terrible name that I bear always keeps awake; it is for me above all that this word is important. Hide your life; but I have never been able, despite my fervor in God, not to feel the fibers of family and affection stir in me, when a word collected in passing or a few pages of a book show me how way the figure of Maximilian rose above posterity. In vain I closed my ears to the noise outside, I succeeded no more than in closing my soul to all the echoes of the past. But Alas! Isolation, even as severe as a poor old spinster can create for herself, was no defense against the role I so dreaded and which always fell on me.

While speaking, Mademoiselle Robespierre threw herself onto a chair beside the window. I approached, seeing with pleasure that her savagery had dissipated and that her mind was embarking, by a return familiar to old people, on a path that led her to a distant time, a time that she, despite what she’d just said, preoccupied herself with all living moments.

— I knew, she went on, when I was young and my brother was powerful, that the approval of others was a dangerous pleasure; but what harm is the imprecation of our neighbor? If the heart succumbs to flattery, it cannot resist the disdain of our fellow men either, and I believe that, in default of strength, habit cannot suffice. Having a taste for obscurity, not being able to bear a big name, and having been hounded by public curiosity, this has been my ordeal.

— I thought, mademoiselle, that your existence was only known to a few people.

— For a long time, monsieur, I have been dogged by the reprobation which attaches itself to the name I bear. This name detached me from everything. From the first years, what torments, miseries, deprivations this name caused me! I steeled myself against public judgment. I lived for a long time supported I don't know how and I don't know by who. Misfortune ends up making you indifferent to everything, and this indifference goes so far that we only accept with apathy any improvement that happens to us, like any worsening that your bad fortune brings you. The day when they came to tell me that Bonaparte had granted me a pension of 8600 francs gave me no more happiness than the day when it was reduced to me under the Restoration, and when it was suspended altogether. Another thing, I admit, bothered me, it was my name. I decided to leave it; and, changing my residence, I came to settle in the Faubourg Saint-Marceau, and live under the name of Mademoiselle Delaroche, in a house in the Rue Gracieuse. But this alias soon ceased to veil my real name, and I had to secretly flee from the intelligent curiosity which again surrounded me. Since I came to this sad retreat, rue de la Fontaine-Saint-Marcel, I have been a little calmer; I see only two old ladies whom a community of tastes have engaged to see me regularly. They know me by my false name: and although our intimacy dates back a long time, it would doubtless not resist disclosure. When I saw you, only a moment ago, your eyes so ardently fixed on the portrait of my brother, I felt my past uneasiness revive.

— Why, I continued, did you cover it with a cape?

The ending in the next number.

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Unfortunately, it would appear like the following number hasn’t been digitalised, at least not by the BNF… Therefore, I can’t give you the rest of the anecdote. :(

#charlotte robespierre #robespierre #even at this old age she’s still charlotte #aka falling out with everyone she crosses path with and bitching about her hardships #that’s why we love her #frev

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wellfell · 7 months

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CHARACTER INFO SHEET ;

NAME : akina mori ( 森明菜 )

NAME MEANING : bright greens / spring flower

ALIAS : mori , doll , nosey little shit 💅🏻

ETHNICITY : japanese / born in yokohama but moved to tokyo when she was four

ONE PICTURE / ICON YOU LIKE BEST OF YOUR CHARACTER :

THREE HCS YOU NEVER TOLD ANYONE :

alright so she has three old women friends down the block she lives in . they're sisters , they insist they're witches and akina always goes to them after a date so they can tell her if the guy is good for her or not dhsjsja . she also makes them sweets every week .

i think i talked about this before but when the weather gets cold , she brings this black stray cat home at nights . she's not disgusted by it but she will clean her entire house after a month or two ( – actually she's a neat freak so she's cleaning the house almost daily ) .

she buys these ugly bracelets from an old man on the street near her house every time she goes to work . and she hates them ew but the old man is cute and he needs the money so .

THREE THINGS YOUR CHARACTER LIKES TO DO IN THEIR FREE TIME :

dancing / getting drunk in a club hehe .

cleaning — it's boring yeah but she loves cleaning . maybe cooking her favorite meal afterwards heh .

alright it's weird but ,, she gathers lots of flowers and piles them in a drawer sometimes and she makes portraits with them .

PEOPLE YOUR CHARACTER LIKES / LOVES :

anita ; her little sunflower , her sunshine . listen their mom tried to make anita hate akina , and she did but after their mother left anita started to grow softer on her sister . she was still a rebellious teen and she fought with akina a lot , but eventually it got easier . actually she became akina's bestfriend . they played board games at night while drinking hot chocolate , they did each other's makeup , they talked about the boys in anita's school . ' alright akina , but i'm not following your advice because your love life is so messy . ' fhsjskka .

ryuji ; yeah no surprise to anyone . but she definitely wasn't acting like it fjjskaba . eventually , she realized she's mean because she likes him , and she didn't really cry at his funeral either because yeah they were fooling around but they weren't official . she was just numb . the first time she cried because of him was when he came back from the dead , which was later revealed wasn't him and just a clone if you will . he has ryuji's memories but he's not him . weird stuff fr . but he was quiet , not shy and never shied away from saying what he thinks , he didn't interfere when akina wore her provocative outfits unlike literally any other man she's seen and he believed in her enough to know she'll even survive sad.ako and death .

jito ; i mean she adored him . a lot . he was the lonely , mean boy in the class that never talked to anyone . he was sketching her one day on the bus and akina was almost immediately interested in him when he grumbled at her to leave him alone . his death happened about a few days after her sister's and akina believes she couldn't mourn him like she had to , it's always a little bit of nostalgia and sorrow when she remembers him .

TWO THINGS YOUR CHARACTER REGRETS :

not trying to talk to her mother ,, listen yeah yui was a difficult woman to comminute and she never wanted to talk to akina about anything but her school maybe . but akina felt useless and guilty whenever she saw her crying on the kitchen table at nights . she felt guilty because maybe yui could have a better life if she wasn't born .

leaving anita alone at home and going out with her boyfriend the night anita died . akina wasn't aware of the tape , didn't know anita watched it but she still thinks she could have stopped it if she was there . idiot .

ONE PHOBIA YOUR CHARACTER HAS : things that can fly . it doesn't have to be a bird or even an insect tho she's scared of them too . even drones freak her out , fjhdsgfa .

tagged by : uh many people but i remember @cartelheir so hehee . get ready bc i will do one on gan.gjae and you'll be terrified babe .

tagging : @heamatic ( bihan / hanzo heheh ) , @artmadc ( señor berlín grr ) , @mythvoiced ( ereh or karube my kids ) , @yaoogui ( sen or dai choose someone heh ) , @amplichor , @vulpesse , @worldhell ( mikasa 👀 ) , @leadersguilt , @teufelme , @flmed , @unsnare .

#study.#can u tell i'm scared of things that can fly xjskakal #sometimes even a feather floating on the air makes me jump it's so pathetic

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My (il)logical predictions for stranger things 4/5:

Nancy finds the missing shotgun in the upside down that Will was holding when he disappeared and shoots vecna in the fucking face😌💅🏻✨

Mike finds the crumpled painting Will made after time skip and it’s just a luscious portrait of his face and on the back it says to like love Will and he realizes he loves will back and they live happily ever after💧🫦💧 cuz if that doesn’t happen I’m writing a fic

The gang defeats vecna and we think he’s dead but he returns in s5 following Eddie’s dnd campaign where vecna returns when they thought he was dead which would parallel to the first season where Will says the demogorgan got him👀 we love foreshadowing told through dnd🫡

Mikes parents divorce in s5 dear god plz someone save that woman. Cue mike having an existential crisis about who he wants the spend the rest of his life with. (I am very new to Byler but mileven just isn’t hitting as hard)

I pray to god s5 is set in the 90s so they can fix their ugly ass haircuts. Actually now that I think about it pretty sure bowl cuts were still around in the 90s so will might be a lost cause they can just kill him off then

We haven’t gotten much of Will in v1 other than him being a pining gay boy so he’ll definitely be hate crimed by vecna in v2😟

The government or whatevs is like looking for will and mike and Joyce isn’t home so they probably gonna raid the wheeler house😀💔 omfg I hope they accidentally kill Ted😬 (I don’t actually hate ted btw) but my girl Karen can find a new hubby and get that insurance bag🤪💰sry not sry Ted

The California gangs gonna to back to Hawkins and Joyce is gonna come back from russia and find a bullet hole filled house and missing children😭

Bruh imagine mikes reaction to El’s shaved head and she’s like still pretty?💁‍♀️💞 and he just says nah bruh…💀💀

Also what happened to that girl Kali and her Payday gang🤨 El had her emo moment and dipped that was weird I hope we see her in s5

I saw a theory on tiktok that said 001 was actually El’s dad something about dr brenner wanting to create like a mega powerful baby and that’s why 001 gave her advice and helped her try to escape. But I was thinking and he was like telling her like 001s powers grew when he let his anger out or whatever I can’t remember the exact line and before at the end of s3 hopper who’s her father figure tells her to remember the hurt cuz the hurt is good which is when El’s powers are the most powerful. We 👏love👏 parallels👏 anyway I just wanna see a dramatic reveal of that except he just says in a demonic voice 👺I’m yo daddy👹

I’m overthinking this entire show basically I just want Dustin back together with steddie they’re his parents

Oh my lord I completely forgot about that vengeful bitch Jason with his basketball posse. Honestly if I had a man who sent out a search party to avenge my gruesome death I’d be blushing in my grave😍 he Fr thought Eddie was using evil satanic powers tho to kill Chrissy and patrick that’s kinda embarassing😬 it’s the thought that counts. I heard there was a spoiler that Eddie survives but imagine they like win or whatever and Eddie like smiles at Steve like yay we survived hell🎉🎊 and then this bitch Jason appears out of nowhere and murders him. That would be crazy. I’m totally thinking out of my ass rn I’m finished

Not sure why the spaces r so big in between🤨 also not sure if these r predictions or if they’re headcannons. Can they be headcannons if I’m trying to predict the future?? Not sure how that works

#stranger things #stranger things 4 #stranger things theories #headcannons #byler #steddie

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prinzsorgenfrei · 2 years

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„Ingersleben will Soldat werden; Katt incliniret eher zur Poeterey und Träumerey“ - Katte's teachers in Glaucha, 1719

Y'all know I'm a slut for portraits, especially ones with poetry and dreamery.

Enter my long-time project from the crappy art class I took! I learned a lot, but only because I taught myself :'D The teacher insisted that I was painting Jeanne d'Arc in front of a random French castle. I told him that I was not. He didn't get it. Anyway.

This is my most ambitious acrylic painting as of yet (and, with 50x70 centimeters one of the biggest) and while a lot of mistakes were made, I am overall happy with the outcome. Rambling about the painting process, vague intended symbolism and memery under the cut.

I started this thing back in early March. Originally, I wanted to show Katte as more of a traditional knight, representing parts of his family's coat of arms (a white cat with a mouse between its teeth on a light blue background). Then I noticed that, with a summery sky as a background, the painting would be SO blue and white it could be hanging in the Landtag of Bavaria. So the only parts of that idea that are left at this stage of the painting are the banner, the roses (the full version of the coat of arms includes red roses sprouting from the top of the helmet), and the ribbon around his arm as a knight's favour.

The ribbon is black and white as a nod to the coat of arms of the Hohenzollern. I was considering a few other colours (orange, for the sash of the Order of the Black Eagle; blue and white for the family; the colours of his mother's coat of arms; green, because Friedrich liked green; rainbow, because my mom said "It's Pride Month and he's gay, make it rainbow!"...) but the black and white seemed the most fitting. Although making it rainbow was tempting.

Another thing that connects Katte to Friedrich in this picture is the cipher on his cuirass that reads FR (instead of FWR, which would have been the correct cipher during Katte's time in the military). Funnily enough, I left out the mark of Katte's actual knighthood, the St John's cross, in favour of the mark of his loyalty to his Prince.

It's the other way around on the actual portrait that we have of Katte and people have been wondering if the lack of royal cipher on the cuirass may have something to do with the execution taking place before the painting was finished. I do believe that that's an interesting theory; after working on painting the damn thing myself I could also see the variation that there was just too damn much going on in this specific spot on the cuirass to paint it all :'D That's what happened to me, in any case.

The background is a rendition of the palace of Küstrin - just the palace, because ya girl wasn't gonna copy the whole city off of early 20th century postcards. Would have been more trouble than it was worth. I was originally considering showing the city wall of Tangermünde, which is the next bigger city from Katte's ancestral estate of Wust (and a wonderful place to spend a weekend!), but Küstrin felt more fitting. Overall, I feel like you can really see what I usually paint - people, usually no houses, and definitely no horses. But I like it. It's my boy. He has a cute nose and his cuirass is shiny.

As for memery: Er sieht halt einfach echt ein bisschen aus wie das Logo vom Rotbäckchen-Saft

#hans hermann von katte #acrylic painting #history #18th century prussia #frederick the great

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kausatstolar · 7 months

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Okay, technically sovstuck's been out for a little while, but i've been thinking about it, and figured I may as well preserve my thoughts somewhere than the sovstuck discord. [shout out to you guys fr]! May as well use this blog for something. The prologue can go above the cut.. But the rest of it, not so much. Without further ado, our story begins.

The year is 5023

Not much going on with the text, so it's time to take a nice hard look at the panel! I think it's so fascinating how the planets from the beta kids' session make up this solar system, alongside earth, which-- Once again, appears to be the third planet from the sun. Which.. Is the light symbol. Could be artistic choice, could be literal. Either way, this is a gorgeous piece of art.

The place, Earth C. More colloquially known as AFTERRA.

Afterra... That's fun. Keeps up with naming conventions. Not much to say about this, other than the fact I can't help but notice the second moon...

13 years ago the OLD GODS came back to this world, 5,000 years after its birth, to much fanfare and to much dismay.

Huh. 10 years unaccounted for. S'probably nothing! This is a fun panel to look at, and it's also very fun to see that building's roof resemble one of the can city structures from homestuck proper.

But this story isn't about the Old Gods. And this story isn't about THE CONSTRUCTION, either, nor a new form of it.

points. hey who's that incredibly handsome carapacian in the foreground... [retris's dad!!] once again, this is beautiful to look at. neo kyoto... I haven't yet commented on it, but I love the texture of the prologue panels. Very edible. while The Construction piques my curiosity, this isn't that story.

No, this is a story about a boy, his friends, and a game they play together.

YEAHHHHH RONTIS... His house looks so nice. Goodbye paper texture. Not much to say, but I'm sure excited.

This is a story about you.

WOO. Not much to analyze about the text that's present, but plenty of panel to dig into. it's nice to see him so comfy.. However, his room is a smidge of a disaster. Peeping the 3ds, sure, but also... His clipboard, monster energy, and papers scattered everywhere. Shout out to the aspect wheel by his head, too.

There's a gif of retris at the computer, but it's a smidge too big. Behold page seven on your own. It's just damn pleasant to watch, seeing everyone's signs bounce so pleasingly.. Wait. What's with the iron cancer sign matched with the pieces sign. Hm. I'm sure we'll get there. I also like how the blue of SVURP's spirograph is an exact compliment of SBURB's spirograph.

Your name is RETRIS MORAGE, and you are tired. It's been a long and treacherous 18 MOVES since your OPENING, and 18 minutes since you've woken up from an incredibly long nap that you didn't mean to take. Whoops.

god i envy this very sleepy retris. It is currently 7 pm sharp on a wednesday, and I wish to rest. Not much to note as far as the art of the panel goes for this page! MOVES and OPENING... Chess terms. fun. Wonder if the whole of afterra uses these names, or if it's predominantly carapacian areas only.

The sunlight pours through your windows, unfettered. You take a moment to survey your various possessions as your brain wakes up. The gears of your mind groaned to life as you remembered yourself.

Hey! He's got a portrait of his parents on his nightstand. How sweet of him! And.. Monster energy cans everywhere. Lovely EVA merch too. On the note of the prose, I do quite enjoy it! Smth about the poetry of, "the gears of your mind groaned to life as you remembered yourself" sticks in the mind...

You, like everyone, have a variety of HOBBIES and INTERESTS. Among these are SWORDPLAY, WORDPLAY, and FOREPLAY. Don't think about the last one too hard. Don't think about that phrasing too hard, either. Get your mind out of the gutter. You have an ardent passion for ASTROLOGY and the science of MYTHOLOGICAL ROLES. You run a rather sizeable CHUMBLR blog dedicated to the subject. You wish you didn't. You know in your heart that you are a MAGE OF LIGHT, and are looking forwards to getting this proven to you. Sooner rather than later, hopefully. You're getting ahead of yourself, though.

Helluvah set-up he's got in his room, as far as his computer goes. mars on the back of his computer.. Very fun. Well kept room, aside from the cans and papers.

However, uh. Retris. Retris, what the hell do you mean you're gonna get your status as a mage of light proven to you. Swordplay, wordplay, foreplay.. I guess I'll have to pay a bit more attention to his phrasing, i suppose. Er. Not about the foreplay, let him layabout as it pleases him. Wordplay, however. Curious that Mythological Roles are a science, and that he's gotten too deep into running a tumblr blog about it. Surely that won't come back.

I'll get through the rest of the comic later; i've got things to do. Fascinating to see how it's begun, though. I can't wait to see where this's gonna go.

#sovstuck liveblog #okay its not a LIVEBLOG but i'll be using that tag hereon out.#in order of appearance:#rose_lalonde.chr #john_egbert.chr #dave_strider.chr #retris's_dad.chr #retris_morage.chr

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eeclare · 1 year

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Bob’s Burgers Bedrooms updated

Update to bedroom headcannons I’ve already made

Future headcannons btw the characters are aged up :)

Bob and Linda omg

I like to think that they have mismatched furniture

Just makes sense, ya know?

the lamps are different, because they’re the only things they couldn’t fully agree on

Bob’s light is too bright for Linda to handle while she’s trying to sleep

And Linda’s choice in lamp is much too dim for Bob to read at night

So they had to compromise and ended up with two very different looks

Linda defo did the decor lmao

She was the only one who had a say in that colour scheme I just know it

Bob chose the bed/mattress though

He takes his comfort while sleeping very seriously

Bob keeps a glass of water on his nightstand

He gets VERY thirsty at night

And Linda has her lotion lol

I fully believe that they have two carpets in their bedroom because Linda INSISTED on it

Her feet get really cold when she’s getting ready in the morning

Linda he most certainly a candle girl

Aromatherapy queen

And she thinks the salt lamp is modern and hip so she bought it

“It changes the vibe in here, Bob!”

The dresser is mostly Linda’s space

Bob puts his stuff away where it can’t be seen, but Linda is in it for the aesthetic

The art on the walls just fit the vibe

But realistically I think they would have a family portrait above their bed and maybe pics of the kids on the dresser area

And they do canonically have red/orange walls but it just fits them SO well

P.S. I think that the bedrooms in the apartment have carpeted floors

Teeny teenage Tina

I think that Tina wanted to be cool so she participated in the vine decor trend

They don’t really fit her vibe quite right but somehow they’re still very her

Linda found the heart-shaped rug at target for dirt cheap and she HAD to buy it for her teeny Tina

Bob found the night tables as a set of three on Craigslist and Tina had dibs on table #3

Tina’s a big tea drinker btw

Mostly herbals, she swore off caffeine for pretty obvious reasons

I added the kitty treats bc of that one episode

I feels like she still snacks on them from time to time

She has a little mirror in the corner of her desk

And some face cream/wash/whatever

Tina isn’t a big makeup user (only on special occasions, like sitting at the adults table at thanksgiving), but she takes her skincare VERY seriously

Peep the horse paraphernalia lmao

Pretend the brown horse figure is Chariot

And ofc she has her composition notebook

For her erotic friendfiction

Her diary is open on her desk too

She doesn’t even bother to hide it anymore

Tina gets lazy too guys, okay?

The posters are only up there for the unicorn one

But Tina just felt that it was more teenager-y to have clusters of printed out pictures on the walls

So that happened

Very 2015 Tumblr girl of her

Omg Tina is a star girl Fr

She is genuinely perfect

I totally believe that Linda found that candle on her windowsill in the dollar section (also at target. I really think she LOVES target)

Anyway, she found the candle and thought it was SO cute but it didn’t quite fit Linda’s autumn colour scheme for their house

But the flower was pink and hey guess who has a pink room? Tina, it’s Tina

So now she has a candle

Also btw I meant to put a walkie talkie in Tina’s room but I forgot

But that’s how the belcher children communicate with each other after bed time

Gene’s ‘nightstand’ is rlly just a used ikea dresser

He keeps his “emergency fork” on his ‘nightstand’ for his midnight snacks

And the sports water bottle ofc

His carpet is one that he personally chose

He knows that it’s in the shape of a tennis ball but the yellow is just so HIM

Most expensive thing in his bedroom, even counting his boom box

The boom box btw, was a birthday gift, in which Tina and Louise pitched in their own birthday gift money

Gene is NOT a clean child

He keeps his laundry on the floor. Clean AND dirty

And the pages are discarded songs he’s written

Not because he didn’t like them, but because he just forgets about them

He, like Tina, has a box of cat treats

Again referring to that one episode

Also peep the jaw breaker on Gene’s ‘nightstand’

ANOTHER reference to another ‘that one episode’

He won fair and square

Gene’s room is kinda stinky

So ofc Linda just HAS to put a scented candle in his room

Surprisingly it does help the smell

But she has to take it out before Gene gets back because he cannot be trusted with something that smells yummy

I’m sorry but try to convince me he wouldn’t try and eat the candle

His walkie talkie next to his bed

The kids love each other so much and I love them for that

His bed sheets are mismatched and colourful

It just matches his personality

I could not for the life of me find any sort of Cassio or keyboard so instead I replaced them with a synth

Sorry not sorry but I think he would carry a synthesizer around with him

And the burger plushie <3

Louise won it for him at the wharf Awwh

But the ketchup plush he won for himself

I think the fake character of Bulko is a fun little thing

Just looks like something Gene would think is cool at some point

And the magic crystal ball poster is part of a comic book series that I made up and I’m pretending all the male presenting characters are really into them

Gene isn’t HUGE on comics but Zeke is because Jimmy Junior is so now Gene is just a little bit into it too

He thrifts vinyls to hang on his wall

He keeps the cool niche ones though

Louise wanted those LED lights SO bad when they were popular

But her room is so teeny tiny that the roll was too long to fit in her room

So gene got the last little bit that wouldn’t fit for Louise

Xylophone that he uses for sound effects

And his garbage ToT

He has a kiddie caterpillar radio

That he still uses, a lot

He has a music score

He’s not too sure how to read it but he sure likes looking at it!

And don’t think I forgot about his one stint in baseball playing

He still has the ball because it makes him feel good about himself

Also let’s pretend that video game thing on fge shelf is Purrbo

He has books but he doesn’t read them

(Louise reads them sometimes but don’t tell anyone. She has a reputation to uphold)

Gene just generally has candy lying around his room

And ofc a maraca

Louise has a very specific colour pattern

Purples, blues, greens, and pinks

She just vibes with those colours

Her dresser is diy

Linda painted it for her, she lowkey hates it but don’t tell anyone

Louise is a decently avid reader, it started with Kuchi Kopi novels and escalated from there

She still refuses to read for school though

It’s the principle of the matter

The framed picture is very reminiscent of the iconic onion poster Louise has in her room in cannon

She got a lava lamp for her birthday at some point

She thinks it’s the coolest thing ever

Let’s pretend that the teal rabbit thing with the tail is a burobu character

The kinda language looking LED shapes are very Louise, I think

One of the big bonding moments between Zeke and Louise was when they found out the other liked sloth snake

Louise is a big horror fan!

The classics, the new ones, everything

The frog thing in her bed is supposed to be Kuchi Kopi lol

She is a big fan of peculiar and odd toys

Hence the two-headed rabbit and spider teddy bear

She does keep some candy in her room, just for snacking

But it never really lasts that long

Louise decorated her bed with stickers

They’re very her

And since she couldn’t have barbed wire, Louise settled with caution tape

The teeth in the jar are reference to Bob’s tooth from the skiing episode (Louise definitely kept it) and the murder tooth from the movie!

She eventually traded in her Kuchi Kopi walkie talkies (which she only had to of) and replaced them with three regular walkie talkies

They have a longer range and, well, there’s three of them

Bonus Room: Gayle’s studio apartment

Cat paraphernalia EVERYWHERE

Like omg

The Kitty trash can?

The waffle iron?

Her lil kitchenette is so cute

Linda, at some point, convinced her to cover up water stains and paint chips with a curtain

It looks good, it’s Gayle’s colour

The cats started scratching at it though so Linda had to eventually convince Gayle of getting a scratching post

But then she puts it above her bed for some reason?

Linda is so done with her

Sometimes I feel like Gayle is a crystal girly

On the downlow tho

Gayle’s whole personality is cats idk

#bobs burgers bedrooms #fangirl #bob’s burgers #bobs burgers headcanons #headcanon #headcannons #bob belcher #tina belcher #bobs burgers #linda belcher #louise belcher #bob’s burgers headcannon #gene belcher #bob’s burgers fanart #i love bob belcher #i love bob so much

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