"But I hate ICE and support trans rights and etc etc" if you aid in the suppression of art, you are a fascist. One of the textbook markers of a fascist state is the suppression of art it deems "degenerate". If you have one empathetic cell left in your brain, you'll start digging into the history
If you're doing callout posts about artists creating fictional taboo content, you may not consider yourself a fascist, but you are one. You are their stupid tool at the bare minimum. The good news is you can stop doing that at any time
puppyvash :3
Learned behavior
(sweating shaking and drooling like a freak) what if they were like... really happy together
very important wips happening rn
trigun microorganisms 🔬
you've got thissssss
you heard the lieutenant
1hp AU. we wanted to put Takasugi and Hijikata in a Situation TM together.
Also we have a running gag that Kondo ships tkgn but he believes Gintoki is straight, so he feels bad for Sugi LMAO.
girl you ears
bit snug
thought
last unicorn killed to protect assets
(Getting hit in the shoulder by a stray bullet) Ah!
The three dudes I hired to walk behind me and harmonize all day: (in perfect F major) ₐₕ ah ᵃʰ
memory
Chapter 1 of Moby Dick, page 1 The phrase ‘Call me Ishmael’, the first sentence of the book, is highlighted in blue, with careful highlighting on the very big C at the start. Above this, written in ballpoint pen ‘His name’
Love the glimpse into the beautiful mind that notated this used copy of Moby Dick I got
it's all just art. "porn" is just art that makes you horny, in precisely the way that "horror" is art that makes you scared and "metroidvania" is art that makes you write video essays
Hsy
what if orv characters were in the hsr universe ✨️
mustelid moods
charlie's evil scary girlfriend!!!
Keep hearing devs say that they only use ai for "pre-concept art"
There is no pre-concept art. There is concept art. That's where the idea starts. With the concept.
You're using ai for concept art.
When Yoo Sangah holds Kim Dokja's hand after he open up to her, the scene contrasts the cold wind he's been feeling and bundling himself against ever since leaving the tent with his mother with the warmth she provides. The warmth that feels so real to him isn't just a physical +
