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egoisticfreak · 10 months

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fanart of the wholly sovereign au made by @wisteriteeth mews a little

#they're arguing and soul trying to go to his happy place. peace and love #it isn't working btw #cj heart #cj soul #cj mind #cccc #chonny jash #chonnys charming chaos compendium #wholly sovereign au #corvid art tag

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inkskinned · 7 months

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the thing about art is that it was always supposed to be about us, about the human-ness of us, the impossible and beautiful reality that we (for centuries) have stood still, transfixed by music. that we can close our eyes and cry about the same book passage; the events of which aren't real and never happened. theatre in shakespeare's time was as real as it is now; we all laugh at the same cue (pursued by bear), separated hundreds of years apart.

three years ago my housemates were jamming outdoors, just messing around with their instruments, mostly just making noise. our neighbors - shy, cautious, a little sheepish - sat down and started playing. i don't really know how it happened; i was somehow in charge of dancing, barefoot and laughing - but i looked up, and our yard was full of people. kids stacked on the shoulders of parents. old couples holding hands. someone had brought sidewalk chalk; our front walk became a riot of color. someone ran in with a flute and played the most astounding solo i've ever heard in my life, upright and wiggling, skipping as she did so. she only paused because the violin player was kicking his heels up and she was laughing too hard to continue.

two weeks ago my friend and i met in the basement of her apartment complex so she could work out a piece of choreography. we have a language barrier - i'm not as good at ASL as i'd like to be (i'm still learning!) so we communicate mostly through the notes app and this strange secret language of dancers - we have the same movement vocabulary. the two of us cracking jokes at each other, giggling. there were kids in the basement too, who had been playing soccer until we took up the far corner of the room. one by one they made their slow way over like feral cats - they laid down, belly-flat against the floor, just watching. my friend and i were not in tutus - we were in slouchy shirts and leggings and socks. nothing fancy. but when i asked the kids would you like to dance too? they were immediately on their feet and spinning. i love when people dance with abandon, the wild and leggy fervor of childhood. i think it is gorgeous.

their adults showed up eventually, and a few of them said hey, let's not bother the nice ladies. but they weren't bothering us, they were just having fun - so. a few of the adults started dancing awkwardly along, and then most of the adults. someone brought down a better sound system. someone opened a watermelon and started handing out slices. it was 8 PM on a tuesday and nothing about that day was particularly special; we might as well party.

one time i hosted a free "paint along party" and about 20 adults worked quietly while i taught them how to paint nessie. one time i taught community dance classes and so many people showed up we had to move the whole thing outside. we used chairs and coatracks to balance. one time i showed up to a random band playing in a random location, and the whole thing got packed so quickly we had to open every door and window in the place.

i don't think i can tell you how much people want to be making art and engaging with art. they want to, desperately. so many people would be stunning artists, but they are lied to and told from a very young age that art only matters if it is planned, purposeful, beautiful. that if you have an idea, you need to be able to express it perfectly. this is not true. you don't get only 1 chance to communicate. you can spend a lifetime trying to display exactly 1 thing you can never quite language. you can just express the "!!??!!!"-ing-ness of being alive; that is something none of us really have a full grasp on creating. and even when we can't make what we want - god, it feels fucking good to try. and even just enjoying other artists - art inherently rewards the act of participating.

i wasn't raised wealthy. whenever i make a post about art, someone inevitably says something along the lines of well some of us aren't that lucky. i am not lucky; i am dedicated. i have a chronic condition, my hands are constantly in pain. i am not neurotypical, nor was i raised safe. i worked 5-7 jobs while some of these memories happened. i chose art because it mattered to me more than anything on this fucking planet - i would work 80 hours a week just so i could afford to write in 3 of them.

and i am still telling you - if you are called to make art, you are called to the part of you that is human. you do not have to be good at it. you do not have to have enormous amounts of privilege. you can just... give yourself permission. you can just say i'm going to make something now and then - go out and make it. raquel it won't be good though that is okay, i don't make good things every time either. besides. who decides what good even is?

you weren't called to make something because you wanted it to be good, you were called to make something because it is a basic instinct. you were taught to judge its worth and over-value perfection. you are doing something impossible. a god's ability: from nothing springs creation.

a few months ago i found a piece of sidewalk chalk and started drawing. within an hour i had somehow collected a small classroom of young children. their adults often brought their own chalk. i looked up and about fifteen families had joined me from around the block. we drew scrangly unicorns and messed up flowers and one girl asked me to draw charizard. i am not good at drawing. i basically drew an orb with wings. you would have thought i drew her the mona lisa. she dragged her mother over and pointed and said look! look what she drew for me and, in the moment, i admit i flinched (sorry, i don't -). but the mother just grinned at me. he's beautiful. and then she sat down and started drawing.

someone took a picture of it. it was in the local newspaper. the summary underneath said joyful and spontaneous artwork from local artists springs up in public gallery. in the picture, a little girl covered in chalk dust has her head thrown back, delighted. laughing.

#writeblr #warm up #this is longer than i wanted i really considered removing that part about myself and what i went thru #but i think it really fucking bothers me that EVERY time i talk about being an artist #ppl assume i just like. had the skill and ability to drop everything and pay for grad school.#like sir i grew up poor. my house wasn't a safe space. i gave up a FREE RIDE TO LAW SCHOOL. for THIS. bc i chose it.#was it fucking hard? was i choosing the hard thing?? yes.#but we need to stop seeing artists as lazy layabouts that can ''afford'' to just ''sit around and create''#when MANY - if not MOST - of us are NOT like that. we have to work our fucking ASSES off. hard work. long and hard work #part of valuing artists is recognizing the amount we sacrifice to make our art. bc it doesn't just #like HAPPEN to us. also btw it rarely has anything to do with true talent.#speaking as someone with a chronic condition i hate when ppl are like u have it easy. like actively as i'm writing this my hands r #ACTIVELY hurting me. i haven't been posting bc my left hand was curled in a claw for the last week #this isn't fucking luck. after a certain point it's not even TALENT. it's dedication & sacrifice.#''u get to flounce around and do nothing with ur life'' is a narrative that is a direct result of capitalism #imagine if we said that about literally any other profession.#''oh so u give up 10 yrs of ur life to be a doctor? u sacrifice having a social life and u get SUPER in debt?#u need to work countless hours and it will often be thankless? well i wish i was that lucky''#we should be applying that logic to landlords ONLY #''oh ur mom and dad gave u the money to buy a house? and all u did was paint it white and rent it? huh.''

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zillychu · 2 months

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I've seen a couple people saying they're jumping ship for [other big socmed] after the AI announcement here, but like. Guys. Friends. You do realize all the other sites have been silently working with big AI companies for a while now. Bluesky has not implemented any acknowledgement or protection, and the CEO worked with crypto for years. They're just not broadcasting it or giving you an option to help remove your work from automatic scraping. Cohost has implemented similar levels of prevention compared to Tumblr.

I greatly prefer the transparency and the tiny bit of protection, no matter how flimsy. Tumblr is pretty awful, but it's still better than everything else so far. Which sucks but until we burn down the plutocracy, this isn't gonna be escapable.

(Also, no Tumblr did not quietly sneak this in. They literally announced it before implementing.)

And my thoughts on the CEO being... himself.

#Tumblr #zilly squeaks #i wish Pillowfort wasn't so riddled with bugs #actually i wish Tumblr + Twitter got ethical CEOs with working brains #this isn't a 'you shouldn't leave' argument btw #just my personal feelings on it. including the worry that someone may jump from the frying pan into a fire bc Tumblr isn't perfect

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wilteddreamsofbaldursgate · 2 months

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Overindulgent father Astarion who tells his children they’re allergic to any kind of jewellery that isn’t made of the highest grade Dwarven crafted gold.

It’s not even because Astarion might have a certain aversion to silver, no, he just raises his children to have standards, thank you very much.

And it doesn’t end with shiny things, oh no…

The Ancunín brood is known to be dressed in perfectly woven cotton, silk and soft leather clothes, no matter the occasion.

They’re seen playing with expensive toys, reading artfully illustrated books that certainly belong behind thick glass, not in children’s sticky hands.

There’s even talk that one of the children is not as naturally inclined to music as his parents claim him to be, surely his lyre must be enchanted—the instrument certainly looks extravagant enough!

And then there’s always this air of effortless haughtiness surrounding the Ancunín children whenever their nannies and servants are parading them through town as if they were perfect little dolls; objects to show off the wealth their parents acquired in quite the mysterious ways.

So, it’s no secret that Astarion and Tav are pampering their children—some might say they’re even spoiling them rotten.

And maybe they are, especially Astarion.

But he doesn’t see why he should raise them any other way, nor does he want to.

When it comes to his children, Astarion has his own standards, and as long as Tav agrees with him nothing really matters.

Because, these people, they don’t know anything about the Ancuníns.

They don’t know that it’s not unusual for Astarion to wash out dirt and mud and strawberry stains from comically small finery, leaving behind only the memories of a day spent playing in the garden, chasing after ducks, picking flowers, lazing in the sun…

That any holes and tears the children’s clothes might suffer are quickly mended, making them look as good as new in no time.

Nor do they know that Astarion doesn’t mind fashioning a brand new dress to match that of a favourite doll, either. Or to embroider a pretty vest with the likeness of that stray cat the children seem to adore, although their father would rather they don’t touch the mangy animal.

No, those people know nothing at all...

“Not tired!” Astarion’s youngest cries; the vehement denial of her father’s earlier accusation is cut short by a telltale yawn.

The room still smells of fragrant lavender oil and peaches even when the bath water has already grown tepid, just one or two degrees above what Astarion would consider too cold to be enjoyable.

Amused, he raises an eyebrow at the protesting toddler before he lifts her out of the copper bathtub with little effort.

By now, he knows every step of this game.

“Tut-tut, my dear child, what did mama and I say?” Astarion kneels, quickly wrapping a soft towel around the child to keep her warm. “We only tell lies outside of this house.”

Unfazed by her father’s gentle scolding, the girl crosses her arms that haven’t yet lost their puppy fat across her chest, reminding Astarion a little too much of a very displeased Tav.

Suppressing a sigh, he leans back to consider the pouting child, wondering what could possibly be upsetting her this time—the list is growing longer by the day, after all.

“What’s the matter, dear?” Astarion asks gently, hoping it’s something easily fixable as it’s growing rather late.

“Want apple!”

Decades ago, Astarion might’ve rolled his eyes—he knows exactly which stupid apple the child wants, it’s been haunting him all day—but once he started to treat his children’s problems as if they were his own, his life has grown somewhat easier.

“Why, let’s get an apple on our way to bed, then. Would that be alright, Your Highness?”

The girl promptly nods her head, allowing Astarion to pat her hair dry before dressing her in a clean night dress.

She rests her cheek against her father’s shoulder as he carries her first to the kitchen to grab a fragrant apple and a knife, then to her bedroom where they settle on the cosy window seat, just like they do every night.

Soft moonlight is pouring through the windows; the child giggles at the way the knife’s blade is catching the silver light as Astarion peels and cuts the apple into even pieces.

“Here you go,” he finally says, giving the slice of apple one last examining look before surrendering it to the impatient little hands reaching for it. “A sweet treat for my little sweet. Doesn’t it taste so much better when we don’t eat it off the floor, darling?” And when it’s not crawling with ants…

The appeased toddler nibbles at the juicy fruit as Astarion carefully combs through her still-damp curls.

Her hair’s getting long, he notices, knowing that taking care of it will become more time-consuming each day.

Once, Astarion would’ve thought this task tedious, brushing out hair that’s not his own, oiling and braiding it for no other reason than knowing his children enjoy him doing it.

But that’s why he loves doing it in the first place, he supposes.

Astarion can tell by his toddler’s heartbeat that sleep is about to claim her.

The half-eaten slice of apple is still clutched in her little fist as he cradles the child to his chest, slowly rising from the window seat to put her to bed.

He’s just about to lay the child down that the fruit drops to the floor, his daughter’s tiny hand clutching at his shirt instead.

“Thank you, papa,” she mumbles, more asleep than awake.

Astarion pauses.

He breathes in the clean, yet unique scent of the little girl that is forever engraved in his brain, the same way he knows under which exact constellation she was born. When she took her first steps, what her first word was. Soon, he will have to memorise her favourite colour, and what she likes to eat when dirty apples won’t be that appealing anymore.

By now, Astarion knows this game by heart, knows that with every year that passes, he has something new to learn about his children.

And sometimes he wonders what it’s like to grow up with clean bed sheets and full bellies. Sleep filled with naught but warmth and happy memories. Ever open doors and tears that are dried by tender kisses. Living in a house where mistakes and anger are welcomed, safe.

He wonders what it’s like for his children to know that their father’s love comes without conditions. Not now and not ever.

Sitting down on the bed, Astarion holds his youngest a little closer to his chest, unwilling to let go of her, yet.

He’s often accused of spoiling his children when most people can only just grasp the very surface of his love for them, the bare minimum of what he feels for his one and only, precious family.

These baseless accusations are as unimportant to Astarion as the people voicing them.

He’s raising his children to have standards, wants them to take their father’s love for granted, to accept nothing less but pure devotion.

It’s the only way Astarion knows how to love them, the only way that comes most naturally to him.

Astarion looks down at his little girl, now fast asleep, a gentle smile tugging at her lips.

After all these years—all these children—he’s still in awe watching them sleep in his arms as if no harm in the world could ever befall them.

And it won’t—not if Astarion can help it.

“No, thank you, my heart,” he whispers, pressing a kiss against the crown of the toddler’s head.

When it comes to his children, Astarion holds himself to the highest standard.

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sprucewoodmpreg · 6 months

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still thinking abt the life series as a video game so here's a mockup of a chiptune battle theme for bdubs' ender dragon fight ^_^

#this whole track is kind of a followup to one of my favourite songs from the original block game album btw #this also isn't my best work LOL but i had fun with it so hopefully someone can get some enjoyment out of it #secret life smp #bdoubleo100 #anyways i get scared as hell when i post these things so i'm gonna log off for a few hours or else i'll probably delete this post 😭#music tag

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hazel2468 · 5 months

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I keep seeing people bitching about "uwu when I say 'from the river to the sea' people say I'm calling for geeenocide! They say I'm antisemitic!" and like.

Maybe. instead of clinging to a phrase that a bunch of white leftists have co-opted because they think it sounds nice. And digging your little immature heels in. You should LISTEN when people tell you that yes. The phrase's FUCKING ORIGIN was a call for the eradication of Jews from the area known as Israel and Palestine. That NO, you cannot divorce it from those roots. YES, it IS still used to mean that TO THIS DAMN DAY.

And look. Maybe you DON'T think that Israelis should all be killed and/or exiled from Israel and Palestine. Maybe you DON'T think that the genocide of an entire people is the solution. Maybe you DON'T hate Jews and want all of us dead. And if that's the case? Great!

But how the FUCK are we supposed to tell the difference when you are using the EXACT same phrase as countless people who DO want those things. People who DO hate Jews, who ARE supportive of organizations that want to commit violence, people who SUPPORT what happened on October 7th?

When people tell you "hey, this phrase means something else, it has ALWAYS come from those roots, and using it is NOT OKAY because it is STILL used as a rallying cry for violence against Israelis and Jews worldwide", the way to react? Is NOT to fucking double down and use it.

Because that? DOES make you an antisemite. And if I see you using that phrase? Then I MUST assume that at best, you do not know what it means and have SOMEHOW avoided the countless Jews and non-Jews I have seen talking about it, or at WORST you actively hate me and want me and every single one of my people dead.

And frankly? You are not worth that risk to interact with.

Stop saying it. There are SO many ways to support Palestine, the Palestinian people, and their fight for rights, that do not involve spouting genocidal, antisemitic rhetoric. it is NOT HARD.

But apparently, some of y'all are insistent on being racist.

#antisemitism #i/p #the phrase cannot be divorced from its roots #and if I see anyone complaining about it #I am just going to assume that you're a racist antisemite now #it's been long enough #saw someone bitching about not being allowed to have it up at work #and people railing the OTW for not allowing it and im like #ah so if I showed up with a 1488 patch and I got told I couldn't wear that #like #that's actually a GREAT comparison #because a LOT of people have no idea was 1488 means and think it's just a number #but the people who know what it stands for will take you using it as support for them #and btw it's a white supremacist and Nazi symbol #so when someone says hey you know that number isn't JUST a number #it has a lot of racist and violent connotations #the response is not to INSIST that you be allowed to use that damn number #it should be to go oh shit and ditch it #because YOU DON'T WANT FUCKING WHITE SUPREMACISTS THINKING YOU AGREE WITH THEM

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tatiejosie · 17 days

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i haven't posted in a while because i'm currently under intensive workload and i'm kinda burnt out from it fighting for my life ngl

DONALD!!!!!!!! I am clinging to this man for dear life!!!! I would perform open-heart surgery on myself for this pathetic creature wtf!!!!

I love what they've done with his character in the animated series of Invincible!! Comic Donald is cool in his own way, but his animated counterpart just HITS different. This miserable man earned his sad meow meow status

Second sketch is me trying to decipher his body type because the artstyle clearly doesn't do justice to chubby muscular bodies and clearly, if they want Donald to be muscular, they can't unchonk him. Gotta do the lord's work.

#invincible #invincible show #donald ferguson #easing myself into this just to see if i am Once Again obsessing over the character no one cares about #Cecil's coming btw #Donald is my meow meow but Cecil's cunty twink charm isn't lost on me. I've got Stuff in the works #art #artists on tumblr #god i am so close to losing it i stg life is really hard and im out there venting in a tumblr post

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shaniacsboogara · 11 months

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Taking a minute to appreciate the way the folks at Watcher take time to appreciate and support their LGBTQ+ fans, because... Of course they've always been great with general fan engagement via incorporating fan submissions into shows, the way they run their social media, etc... But they've kicked off pride month with an entire merch line, designed by queer artists, the proceeds of which go to support queer people... This isn't just performative "participate in pride month because it's good for business" bullshit, this is genuinely amazing. They aren't plastering rainbows on top of their content to get more engagement and brownie points from fans, they're genuinely advocating for what they believe in and actively showing support to people who really need it right now. I know my blog here is mostly bullshit / meme content, but I just want to take a moment here to say, from the bottom of my heart, thank you, to EVERYONE at Watcher. Thank you for not only creating hilarious, innovative, and wonderful content, but also for showing genuine support and love to the LGBTQ+ community. What you do means the world to so many people, and all of us Watcherinas are eternally grateful <3

#didn't wanna get too personal in the main post but it makes me so happy as someone who isn't currently in a safe place to express my views #like what they're doing is EXACTLY what i want to be doing in regards to advocating for LGBTQ rights #and also the way they make sure to include asexual representation???#it genuinely brings tears to my eyes it's so hard to find that #btw simone if you're reading this i appreciate your work so much you're amazing at what you do thank you #watcher #pride month #all hail the watcher #shane madej #watcher entertainment #ryan bergara #steven lim #shane and ryan #puppet history #ghost files #mystery files

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braisedhoney · 11 months

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aw c’mon doc, pranks are supposed to be funny.

#utdr #utdr fanart #wd gaster #gaster fanart #undertale #deltarune #undertale fanart #deltarune fanart #tales aboard the hive #i guess?? does it count if it was inspired by the shenanigans lately #because it is #but! you don’t need context for this to be a fun art lol #ney’s art #he gets a mad scientist coat. Once.#it even has included arms!! maybe!!#don’t get used to it lmao #THIS ISN'T PART OF THE REQUESTS BTW!! just an image that wouldn't leave my brain #still working on those don't worry

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reimenaashelyee · 1 year

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Ancient Greek Earrings Speculation Time

So seeing this clicked something inside my brain. For a good while I always imagined all these earrings are the lobe type...

Like so. A cute lobe earring. Except the shape of the arc and the kink at the hook puts me in doubt.

So then I thought... what if it's some other kind of piercing. Or... what if it's not a piercing at all. What if -- it's an ear cuff?

As an ear cuff, the design makes more sense. The placement of the gem, the bird, the arc and hook. Plus you can layer it behind heavier dangly earrings so the bird looks like it's snuggling underneath flowers or leaves (as these lobe earring pendants tend to be)

So then with my possibilities wide open, I'm suddenly seeing the "solution" to the issue I've always had with this style of ancient Greek earrings

What bothers me about this is that if you hang it by the lobes, the animal hangs upside down cos of the weight. Backward facing lets you to see the animal more but it's still strange Forward facing is much worse... you can't see its face if you look at the wearer from the front.

Upside down animal pendants may very well be the fashion but I honestly can't imagine that SOME olde jewellers wouldn't be bothered by this too. It's a design flaw??? If you know a designer you know how particular they are about details like this.

But what if... they are not lobe earrings at all. What if... these earrings are helix types (forward helix and helix piercings)

Suddenly the design makes MORE sense. Look!! The animal is UPRIGHT and facing forward. And it's snug on top of the ear, which carries the weight of the pendant. My only ?? is possibly the size of the hook going through the hole but large piercings are not uncommon.

What supports my weirdo speculation for the helix earrings is that the hook (including the missing pin meant to be placed on the ram's mouth) is quite smooth until the metal becomes fancy + twisted. Which is a lot of room to insert across two piercing holes.

I've been bothered by these silly animal earrings for so long.

I'm FREE now when I allow myself to speculate that ancient greeks had multiple ear piercings + earring styles.

Who knows if it's legit historically but the animal is upright + facing the correct way like this lol /end

#me having yet another brainblast #ancient greece #jewellery #alexander comic #this isn't scholarship btw it's just me an artist working a design backwards

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mattodore · 7 months

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it takes a lot out of me to remember myself. i turn my face away from it and my body cracks open, spilling glistening hot viscera onto the floor for the audience to coo at. scenes flash behind me—dark corners, the breeze from the window, the floorboards creaking, a shift in the air. close to me, you look over my shoulder. you tell me, “you kept yourself so still when you were younger.” i want to ask how you know that. how do you know? but you reach out to touch my open body, press my hand to your chest, hold my face. it’s in your eyes. you were a boy once. just like me.

#cw self harm #cw injury #cw blood #simblr #the sims 4 #ts4 #ts4 edit #river dipping #theodore doe #matthias evanoff #echthroi #a burning house to live in #🦇#the link in the caption is to the full version of this image if anyone is curious about the actual details in this edit.......#i'm beating tumblr with so many hammers rn btw #the caption itself is pretty long but i didn't want to cut any of it to make it easily digestible bc theo isn't easy to digest anyway #i don't even know where to begin with this edit...#he's getting up from his knees in the first pose and then limping in the second and slowing to a stop in the third #the first pose is actually meant to be in reference to the sunflowers memory from his 60 questions... :/#his teenage self is definitely the one i put the most work into every step of the way... it's a time for him i don't really talk about #but it's definitely the years that shaped him the most as a character and well... theo doesn't really confront his past #but matthias mirrors theo in a lot of ways and through matthias theo meets himself again #hm. yeah. also doing the lighting from scratch was interesting. the light source here for theo is matthias and vice versa #if you look at the higher quality version of this and zoom in you can see that theo is actually crying pretty blankly in the second pose...#the blood running down his knee came out really well... wish you could see it in the post version :(#also i made a pose where theo is held up in matthias's arms hiding his face in his neck which is attached to this pose set but idk.#decided not to include that picture... plus i'd have to edit it first which would've been... so many more hours.#but anyway... theo's birthday was on the 28th but there were. circumstances. waves hands. so now we're posting this two days late.#in the same vein as matthias's birthday edit from april: here's to the first person to ever show theo love.

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dashflashy-arts · 2 years

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There are times you don't need to work harder. You just need rest and comfort.

#dash doodle #dash doodles #my art #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #glamrock freddy #freddy fazbear #gregory #fnaf au #fnaf sb au #fnaf gregory #-ramble tags next-#heeyyyy APOLOGIES FOR MY ABSENCE!!!#school started for me and I got so caught up with responsibilities that I forget I draw...#managed to wip this one up tho. I sure do love platonic bonding and comfort #this is based on my timeskip au btw #for context Gregory works very hard to keep Freddy in shape #but since he's still growing as a mechanic he isn't that good at repairing Freddy...#also the wiring is pretty complicated much to his frustration #In this one Gregory is in the zone at repairing one of Fred's parts. Bear dad knows that he's rly stressed out #but at that moment he was near his breaking point #so what's a dad gotta do? comfort the boy of course! w/ a compliment and a tight hug #Gregory tried to fight back at first but eventually succumbed to the hug

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tomwambsgans · 3 months

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tomgreg + ratatouille (2007)

bonus:

#tomgreg #greg hirsch #tom wambsgans #ratatouille #i'm being so real about this btw. i've had the list of specific parallels in my drafts for months #i just only now did the work to gather everything #and tbh this isn't even everything #anyway tom is like a blend of remy collette and also skinner here #but mostly remy #ANYONE CAN COOK!!!!#mine

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ceilidho · 3 months

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I’ve only ever interacted with you before by (obsessively) liking your fics so forgive this being so random but I feel like part of the reason people are more okay with artists charging for their work over writers (and I think everyone should get paid for it tbh) is the perceived accessibly of writing skills over drawing skills. Like I don’t think it’s malicious but I feel like a lot of people at least subconsciously look at fanfiction and think “I could do that, I have Microsoft word and can physically type” meanwhile they look at art and think like “I wouldn’t even know where to start to get there” not realizing that it would take probably the same amount of work and time to get as good at writing as Umiko is at drawing (is drawing even the right word lol idk)

Like I think it’s subconscious right now but if a writer did pay wall their fics it would almost immediately become something they would say to the writer like “why would I pay for this when I can do it myself”

Fwiw, from a customer service rep making $16 an hour, if I could give you $900k a year I would, if for no other reason than you’ve given me terrible Soap brain worms (I was so blind, but now I See™️) (also just to be clear I, in no way, think learning to write is just easy, just that easy access to the tools to do it with make it seem like it must be and thus people undervalue it as a skill in pretty much all areas of life but for this purpose, especially in fandom spaces)

no but you're like 100% right. when people ask me for tips and tricks to get better at writing, i try to be super encouraging and tell people like "you can do it too!!!" because i like making people believe in their own abilities, but it is an incredibly hard thing to do. i think i undersell how hard writing is. but you're so right, i think subconsciously most people think it's not as challenging as creating art is. i completely get your point and agree.

#this isn't specific to writing btw i think there are lots of jobs that people look at and go “i could do that”#when in truth no they could fucking not lmao #this also goes for any customer service job like im not being facetious i think customer service ppl work harder than CEOs

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annabelle--cane · 2 months

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I know fan studies exists as a field and I've read a few papers analyzing fanfiction and fan cultures, but I wonder if there's been any, like, art historical fan studies. people always joke about how certain art styles can quite transparently give away what main fandoms artists have been in and what their favorite characters and genres were, and idk, I feel like there could be a lot to dig into.

#ever notice how tumblr fanartists love to share and imitate a bunch of preraphaelite works? there's Something there to dig at there.#I say this completely neutrally btw this post isn't code for 'I want to talk about how problematic fan art is'#marina marvels at life

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gingersnapwolves · 4 months

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I love how Mysterious Lotus Casebook starts with the slightly cliché boy sleuth who desperately wants to be a detective and then instead of making him a genius they gave him pretty much no ability to actually solve crimes

#iconic work #this isn't a drag btw #I absolutely love fang duobing #but mystery solving is not his forte lmao #mysterious lotus casebook

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