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johnhopkinsphotography · 11 months
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Funtastic Portland at Day June 3, 2023
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rustbeltjessie · 1 year
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Carnies
That's what we went for, Holly and I, not for the rides or the games we couldn't win. What were we then, fourteen, fifteen, wearing cut-offs and our brothers' workshirts. Holly tossing her hair as we walked down the midway, her talking big and me saying nothing, a halfstep behind her. But don't you know how deep summer crawls inside you in a town like that. You can't keep still, you need fast fresh air from another place. And if boys your own age try showing off for you there, you nod and shrug but keep glancing away. You look over at the quick swipes of grease on the jeans of some muscled roustabout unlocking the safety bars on the Octopus, you watch the flutter of his T-shirt, the travel of his eyes. And when he looks at you you're caught not knowing what to do, and afraid to smile. You just move on through that broken-down music. Holly and I, we took our time getting on and off those rides, we craved that coolness just an extra second airborne, scrambling summer and Main Street and a stranger's level gaze. And you bet we'd take them home with us, their soft goddamns that followed us out, and wouldn't we toss all night with them, too.
—Debra Allbery, from Walking Distance (University of Pittsburgh Press, 1991)
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germ-t-ripper · 8 months
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12AUG23 Twins mayhem all the time!
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bluejaysandblackbats · 9 months
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Space Oddity
Chapter 1: Fish Boy
Chapters: 1/?
Warnings: N/A
Rating: K
Characters: Garth, Donna Troy, Wally West, Dick Grayson, Roy Harper
Summary:  Garth grew up in a carnival freakshow, and he never thought about the world outside the glass walls of the aquarium until a group of kids befriended him. Their love and interest in finding his people might be the key to escaping the silent horrors of his home life at the show.
Additional Tags: Carnival AU, 60's AU, 70's AU, Hurt/Comfort, Developing Friendships, Atlantean Biology, Fish Out Of Water, No Powers AU, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Childhood Memories, Childhood Trauma, Tiny Garth, Fab Five Throughout the Years, Found Family, POV Garth, First Person POV
Sometimes I can remember what my first home looked like. I remember the ocean. I remember the sky above me, the waves washing over my face, the sound of seagulls overhead. On other days, I can barely remember the taste of fish and seaweed on a summer’s day. I eat their strange food, but it’s familiar to me now. As far as I know, I’m the only one of my kind. I watch from my tank as people pass by. Some of them stop and look and wonder. Others point and make faces. It used to scare me. Sometimes it still does. I’m not allowed to come to the surface when we have guests. It makes me seem like a regular person when I breathe their air, and I wouldn’t mind it if I could hear what people say. They all look at me and move their mouths, but I can’t understand them through the water and the glass.
The man who found me said he’d had me since I was two or three. So, I think I was six years old the first time I saw her. The man didn’t talk much. But he taught me how to read and count after hours when the freak show called it quits for the night. I was their Aqualad, but I also overheard people call me the Fish Boy of Happy Harbor when they cleaned my tank. Everyone else had a real name outside of what they were on the stage, but I was the show’s property. My name was my title.
The Tattooed Man’s name is Luis, the Wolf Man’s name is Walter, and so on. Sometimes they came to see me. Some of them told me about life outside the Aquarium. I wasn’t allowed to leave the building, not that I’d get far. I never got to walk much further than the length of the Aquarium. Sometimes at night, the other folks from the show would visit and read to me until I sank to the bottom of my tank and fell asleep. I loved hearing their stories, but sometimes it frightened me.
We had dinner together in the Aquarium late after all the guests went home, and I sat outside my tank, eating and listening. It was the only time other than breakfast that we were all together. “Drink your milk, Fishy,” Eunice whispered as she pulled me onto her lap. I gripped my cup and drank my milk as Eunice requested.
I always ate dinner wrapped in a towel. It was the only time of day when I was dry. It was the only time of day when I was held. Eunice babied me, and I loved her for it. She stroked my cheek with her finger. “Fisher, give him another meatball. He’s a growing boy-.”
“You’re more than welcome to give him one of yours-.”
“Here, Fishy,” Walter whispered as he gave me half his last meatball. He held his hand under my chin and fed it to me.
“What do we say, Fishy?” Eunice asked. She liked to hear me talk. I was afraid to speak because I didn’t sound like anyone there. I’d never heard another child’s voice before. So, I always thought I sounded strange. “It’s alright…”
“Thank you,” I peeped.
Murray, the strong man, stared at me before glancing at Fisher. He was fairly new to the show. “How old is Fishy? And what’s his Christian name?” Murray questioned.
“Fishy doesn’t have a name. We call him Lad or Fish,” Fisher replied, “And he’s five or six maybe… I don’t know. I fished him out of the water three years ago.” I didn’t like hearing the story. I still had the scars back then and didn’t like feeling like the strangest oddity in the bunch. They all felt bad for me because they’d never seen anything like me. I shut my eyes and laid my head on Eunice’s chest. She rocked me as Fisher spoke.
“I was out fishing for dinner when I pulled up a net full of fish. At first, I heard this whining noise like the whippin’ of the wind, and when I opened the net, a tiny hand reached up from the midst of the fish…
“The nets cut him up pretty bad because he struggled like the dickens to get loose… I thought he might’ve fallen in the water, but he had on these funny-lookin’ kelp shorts, and his neck-. He had gills like a fish. I’d never seen anything like him. Once I got him loose of the fish and the net, he sat up, hollerin’ worse than any baby I’d ever heard. And the fish stopped their jumping and laid flat and still.
“When I got him home to the carnival, he’d nearly dried out, burning with fever, and I filled a tub with water, and he got to splashin’ and playin’ like nothing was wrong. So, I called him Fishy. Sometimes I called him Aqualad for the show once I got the tank together, though,” Fisher explained.
Eunice stood up, still holding me, and handed me over to someone else. “I think it’s time for Fishy to get to bed. We’ve got a big day tomorrow,” Eunice whispered. I didn’t want to open my eyes, so I kept them shut as I sank to the bottom of the tank. Then, they shut off the lights. I slept until the first summer’s crowd woke me in my tank.
It was early morning, and the guests ogled and snapped pictures, and some of the children pressed their faces against the glass. It frightened me, and I hid behind my rocks until Fisher came and glanced at me through the other side of the glass. I had to come out because I was the star. The crowds thinned out around lunchtime, and I never got lunch during the summer. I worked as long as there were people around.
But I wouldn’t have seen her if I took a break. She had to be my age because she was small like me. She held the hand of an older girl as she traveled through the Aquarium, and I swam beside them, hoping to grab their attention. Sometimes I did that to guests to get a closer look. She turned toward me and gasped. I couldn’t hear it through the glass, but I saw it on her face as she covered her mouth with both hands and stumbled backward into the older girl. I’d seen it hundreds of times. Most children were frightened, and some ridiculed me when they were that small, but she did something no one else had ever done. She stepped toward the glass and gestured with her hands for me to come close. I hid behind a boulder. The girl stepped even closer, beckoning me with a single finger. She held her hands over her heart to prove she meant no harm. I sank to the bottom of the tank and stepped toward the glass. She pressed her hand against the glass and smiled.
I placed my hand where hers was. Then, I used a trick I reserved for people that got close enough to feel it. I cooled the glass between our hands, not enough to harm the girl or crack the glass, but enough for her to know I did it. She giggled, lifting her palm away from the glass, looked at the older girl, and said something. Other guests came, and I had to leave, but I hoped she’d follow. When I returned, she was gone, and I wept bitterly. I’d never experienced loneliness or longing like that before, but it was quickly interrupted by the rapping of Fisher’s knuckles against the glass. A threat. No one wanted to pay money to see a sad freak. Fisher constantly warned me about seeming upset in front of guests, and this time was no different.
I stuck my thumb in my mouth and turned a few flips in the water to distract the guests from my short tantrum. Still, I missed the mystery girl and her sweet gesture. No guest had ever been that kind to me before. I thought about her so long after she’d gone that I forgot I was due for punishment from Fisher.
After the guests left, he fished me out of my tank —which was always terrifying. Then he gave me the speech. “See this strop here?” Fisher asked as he paced in front of me. I nodded. “I use it to sharpen my blade when I shave. It also makes a kid sharp.” He paused. “You gotta be sharp in this business, Fish. If this place goes under, where does that leave you? Huh? Do you like taking food out of all those people’s mouths? People are depending on you, Fishy. And now I have to punish you.”
I never ran. There was no point in running. I didn’t kick, scream, or fight. But boy, did I cry! Sometimes his punishments felt like they’d never end. I didn’t get supper that night. I hid in my little cave and cried myself to sleep.
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unclefathersantateddy · 10 months
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Someone buy me this for graduation so I can start my Real Life as my carnie oc
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irreplaceable365 · 7 months
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danu2203 · 9 months
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The Band - Life Is A Carnival - 11/25/1976 - Winterland (Official)
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LOVE ME A DIRTY CARNY
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CARNY MEN BECAUSE LIFE IS A CARNIVAL
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expfcultragreen · 1 year
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kalscattergood · 1 year
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Him(bo): (explaining why he's afraid of ferris wheels) I mean, have you ever hung out with carnies? I wouldn't tr--
Me: Yes. Yes I have. Every summer of my childhood.
Him(bo): Of fucking course.
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gatored · 2 months
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My “how I pick colors” tutorial.
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rastronomicals · 1 year
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2:25 PM EST February 8, 2023:
Rush - "Carnies" From the album Clockwork Angels (June 8, 2012)
Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm
File under: Canada Rock
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aicreateworlds · 1 year
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CH10 News: Midtown Circus and Carnival! The Annual Winterfest Carnival starts this weekend with plenty of shows and games for the whole family. Come on out to meet the actors and play some games! Admission is 10 credits per person or 25c for the whole family! Shows begins at 5:00 Pm Friday! #carnival #circus #carnies #district8 #cgi #ai #aiart #aiartcommunity #aicircus #art #artistic #artofinstagram #cyberpunk #icreateworlds #storyboarding #dnd https://www.instagram.com/p/CmE6MrFO0DH/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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sinigangrobot · 5 months
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Back hurts something fierce this christmas. I have a convention tomorrow look at these stickers I made
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callmepip · 1 year
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Explaining Internet Horror Things Badly
Local 58 - the moon is one scary ass motherfucker.
Gemini Home Entertainment - neptune is one scary ass motherfucker.
Mandela Catalog - what if jesus, but like among us.
The Monument Mythos/Nixonverse - THE STATUES ARE MOVING! Anyways, America is a country built on the suffering of oppressed peoples, and-
FNAF VHS - What if FNAF made sense?
Welcome Home - tumblr sexyman muppet feeds people to house (REAL) (NOT CLICKBAIT)
SMILE Tapes - Don't Do Drugs :)
Gilbert Garfield - WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING.
Kane Pixel's Backrooms - 🎶 My life is like a videogame-🎶
Vita Carnis - meat is everywhere.
The June Archive and Restoration Project - Fuck you nintendo, deleting hatena flipnote killed a junillion innocent stickmen
Don't Hug Me I'm Scared - funny muppet become scary muppet.
Mystery Flesh Pit National Park - It is a lovely morning in The Flesh Pit, and you are a horrible capitalist.
VibingLeaf - creepypasta if it was good
TMK - the whole thing was leading up TO A DAMN KARL MARX JOKE!
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silvermoon424 · 7 months
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The Analog/Digital Horror Recommendation Post
A lovely follower of mine asked for recommendations on Analog Horror series to watch since I mentioned I'm a big fan of the genre. I figured it would be best to just make a big post about it all!
This post will be split up into three sections: 1) Direct links to Analog/Digital Horror series with series that I have actually engaged in being in red bold 2) Links to analog horror commentary Youtube channels that do a great job of breaking down and explaining series because they can get kinda confusing 3) Some particular series breakdown videos I highly recommend.
Direct Links to Analog/Digital Horror Series
Angel Hare
ChezzKids Archive
Gemini Home Entertainment
Gilbert Garfield
Harmony & Horror
Hypnogogic Archive
Lacey's Games (I couldn't link to the playlist because the creator hasn't updated it with the latest video; just look for the Lacey videos on their channel, as of October 2023 there are 3)
Local 58
Mandela Catalogue
THE MONUMENT MYTHOS
Mystery Flesh Pit National Park (MY FUCKING BELOVED, also not a video series but rather a blog of in-universe promotional materials, documents, photos, etc. I will be linking to an explanation video)
Needlem0use
Vita Carnis
The Walten Files
Welcome Home (artist is here on Tumblr)
Winter of '83
This list will be updated as I watch more Analog/Digital Horror series! In the meantime, you can refer to the Analog Horror page on TV Tropes if you want even more recommendations.
Youtubers Who Dissect Analog Horror
Pagan Valley
Wendigoon (some videos haven't been added to this playlist so I recommend checking out his general channel)
minaxa
Wowman
Nexpo
Night Mind
ARG/Unfiction Analysis Playlist (400+ videos)
ARG/Analog Horror Explained Playlist (80+ videos)
My Fave Explanation/Analysis Videos
Mystery Flesh Pit National Park
A Digital Horror Tragedy - Lacey's Games Explained
The Most UNDERRATED Analog Horror Series: Winter of 83
The Hypnagogic Archive: An Anthology ARG
The Lost Footage of the Hypnagogic Archive
Vita Carnis - A Terrifying Analog Horror
ChezzKids Archive - A Terrifying Digital Horror
What are The Walten Files?
Gemini and the End of the World
Welcome Home: A Perfectly Innocent Lost Puppet Show!
What is Local58?/LOCAL58: The Broadcast Station that Manipulates You
The TRUE Horror of Local 58
Okay y'all, that should keep you busy for a long time, lol. As I said this will be periodically updated as I find new series and videos! Please feel free to add in your own recommendations in the replies, reblogs, whatever if you have them!
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