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aro-arttorneys · 4 months
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Happy "it wasn't christmas yet!" to those who celebrate 🥳
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whisky-soul · 3 months
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Aw man. This makes me sad. 😔
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yellowocaballero · 1 year
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SHAZAM SHAZAM SHAZAM pls tell us about billy batson. ive only ever seen the movies o great comic knower
Very very very VERY far from comic expert (that's brawltogethernow) but I have read a lot of Shazam. His history is actually really, really fascinating and involves more than one lawsuit that really defined very early comics. I'll focus on one thing, though.
There are two Captain Marvels: One from the 1940s to around 2013, and one from 2013 til now. The Captain Marvel you're familiar with (who is named Shazam) is from 2013. He's a more realistic, grounded character. He was created to be pretty much the polar opposite of his original version. The best summary is to say that the Wizard chose Billy Batman 1940 because he had the purest heart, and the Wizard chose Billy Batson ~2013 because he was there. My personal 'best' Shazam story is the "Shazam: The Monster Society of Evil" graphic novel by the guy who made Bone. It's good because it's for elementary schoolers yet acknowledges this small child as homeless. Which, don't get me wrong, you shouldn't always do. My personal favorite is the 1970s ones.
As some background: Otto Binder was the creator/main writer of the very early Captain Marvel comics. He was by far and away the best writer of the early Superman Silver Age comics, because all of his comics were batshit insane. Shazam has a complicated and legal history with Superman, so the 1970 run was a super fun high camp tongue in cheek reinvention of the best Silver Age stories.
So the 1970 Captain Marvel comics are insane.
I can't even summarize them without sounding crazy. Basically the conceit is that Captain Marvel, Captain Marvel Jr, and Mary Marvel (Billy, Freddy, and Mary) are having 1940s Golden Age Adventures when they get somehow in suspended animation and are basically time travelled to the 1970s. This don't bother them too much. Why would it bother them. Nothing bothers these people. Nothing. I don't think anybody experiences a negative emotion in these comics. Not bc they were twee. Bc they were insane.
Many of the comics basically had three shorter comics inside it: one Billy story, one Mary story, one Freddy story. Interestingly, they all had different art styles, artists, types of story, genre, etc. Billy's stories had a cartoony art style with very over-the-top and silly plotlines that involved supervillain bad dudes. Freddy's art was slightly more realistic and was slighty more grounded, but still had some classic Marvel indescribable scifi that can best be summarized as that one meme panel people have seen where Sivana recites a science equation that lets him walk through walls. Mary's stories were much more realistically drawn and featured the most banal shit, like her starting a club with her friends. Somehow Mary Marvel gets involved in those.
Sometimes they worked together and did superhero things and fought bad guys. The average fight looked like this:
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Billy was a twelve year old who lived by himself, in his own apartment, had his own radio show, a full-ass job, a whole thing as Captain Marvel. He paid fucking taxes. Everybody knew this and nobody cared. He's the most affable, good natured kid on the face of the planet. Nothing bothers him. Nothing. Nothing bothers any of these people. Sivana shows up and he's BIG MAD so he's creating another death ray and Captain Marvel shows up like "Oh you rascal! Time to punch this and go back to helping my friend eat his infinite Jello."
He has a friend named Talky Tawny, who is a talking tiger wearing a suit. He also has a friend named Sunny Smiles, a person of indeterminate gender who everybody falls in love with, for unexplained and unknown reasons. Not to be confused with Freddy's friend Gregory Gosharootie, the "World's Dullest Mortal", who is so boring that nobody notices him and he keeps accidentally comitting crime. There is also an old guy named Uncle Marvel who pretends he has superpowers, which they all find funny so they just roll with it. Freddy is a disabled orphan who has to sell papers on the street corner to make a living. Mary lives in a middle class suburban home with loving foster parents. It never once seems to occur to Mary's parents to adopt Billy, for Freddy to live with Billy. Everybody is happiest this way.
I do think this is partly why a good Shazam comic has to be aimed at the 6-12yo demographics. They have to be for small children, because Billy is living a complete and utter power fantasy that only a ten year old would think is a good idea. He's a kid, and he doesn't have drag parents or a lame family, but he can turn into Superman, and he can also do magic, and everybody loves him and thinks he's the nicest person, and his supervillains are Dr. Doofenschmirtz and a worm, and his supporting cast is like okay my sister if she HAS to be involved, but also my best friend who is a paperboy! but cool because he's disabled, and….
Look, you could engage with that seriously. You could go "holy shit this is a homeless child". That's fine. That's what they do these days, and that's what they did in the movies. Nothing wrong with that. Take the story more seriously.
But also they don't give a worm the electric chair in those stories, so.
To actually give some commentary on these comics: these comics really love people. I've never seen comics that were so entrenched in their community. The kids just know everybody they meet on the street. Freddy delivers paper up and down every block, so an average story for him is just talking to a butcher or baker or old man or grumpy housewife and helping them out with some batshit problem. Mary's a sweet girl who's always starting clubs with her friends and taking on neighborhood projects. Many Billy stories involve one of his many friends falling into some trouble and Captain Marvel helping them out - or just exploring some fun with Billy hanging out with Sunny Smiles, who is a person of indeterminate gender who for some reason has magic love brainwashing powers -
This isn't the biggest #Shazam take, but I think a good Shazam story stays grounded in that. These are poor street kids who love Fawcett City so damn much. They love fighting their supervillains, but they love helping out the random guy off the street with their problems even more. Way more so than Spider-Man or a lot of other guys, I think of the Marvel family as the friendly neighborhood superheroes. They're both larger than life and street level. They're Superman level powers but they just use the powers for wrapping up their hijinks. Isn't that nice? Aren't you tired of going apeshit? Don't you just want to be nice?
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foursaints · 3 months
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trying to find a blond gf to fulfill my quillkiller fantasies
aren’t we all 😔
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ardentpoop · 2 months
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i love when he makes me want to crawl out of my skin by going whole-hog with his Violent Patriarch role :)
anyway parallel sam's body language in this scene to gabriel's when asmodeus still has his claws in him. since nobody wants to call a spade a spade
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pyrrhiccomedy · 2 months
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How’s Tomassin doing? Besides, you know, wretched.
Surprisingly good actually? He's fallen in love with Innokenti, that blind and wild fairy-knight; who loves him in return. Bastian set them up, on the queer intuition that the two loneliest people he knew might have something meaningful to offer each other, despite their obvious differences.
It's very hard for Tomassin to be loved. It goes against the grain of that flinching thing at his heart to take up that much space in the world, to anyone. He will love - in quiet, aching solitude - very easily, and never ask for anything, or give any indication of his feelings. But how could he allow anyone to love him - blighted aberration that he is? How could that not be a great and selfish unkindness? What future could he offer someone, when he is on a forced march to kneel at God's feet and accept a seal of condemnation? How could he let someone open up a country in their heart for him, when he knows the touch of his feet upon its soil would poison the ground with salt?
But Innokenti had a blunt counter to all of Tomassin's objections: and had the nimbleness of mind, and perverse persistence, to make his case. Oh, you think you'd salt the earth inside his heart? Salt it, then: nothing grows here already, not anymore. At least you would be one living thing, in this vast and barren continent. Oh, you are afraid you couldn't offer him a future? He is fairy - what is the future to him? He lives in an endless present, and never thinks about tomorrow. You think you are condemned by your God: Innokenti has already been abandoned by his. He won't say that's not true or God doesn't hate you, Tomassin. What does he know about the Christian God? You could well be right. But he can hold your hand, in the darkness outside of salvation: and we could be a comfort to each other.
They've been very good for each other, since their love has been acknowledged between them. Innokenti has made Tomassin more comfortable in his own skin, more willing to speak up and less mortified to take up space; and Tomassin has made Innokenti more grounded, more patient, and more thoughtful. They are nearly inseparable, these days, and Tomassin's grief and shame over the unavoidable circumstance of his own existence has been undeniably, a little, alleviated.
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brotherbandarchive · 6 months
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Jesper takes a deep breath. “The treasure room was completely unguarded, all right? I mean- all right, maybe there were a few men at the entrance, but they weren’t paying any attention to me. I found this old thing half-squashed under a pile of bird cages or something, thought I could sell the stones for a few kroner- actually, I thought they were glass at first-”
Thorn raises an eyebrow.
“I’m getting to the point, Thorn, don’t rush me. Anyway, long story short, one of the guards woke up, he caught me with the thing, he started screaming, the other guards woke up, and it turns out this old piece of scrap metal is a priceless coronet that got lost during the reign of their first king. They had this whole prophecy about it, you know? So I fix it up for them, polish it and everything, easy- and next thing I know, I'm-"
Edvin nods. "His Most Ineffable and Sublime Excellency Jesper the Magnificent, Grand Herald and Sovereign Arbiter of the Exalted Beryl Coronet, Illuminator of the Kingdom's Resplendent Virtues, Pinnacle of Majesty, Beacon of Nobility, and Lord Paramount of the Realm, whose Unassailable Honor and Incomparable Grace transcend the bounds of mortal comprehension."
Stig lets out a low whistle of amazement. No one is sure if it's because of Jesper's story or Edvin's memory.
“Well, diplomatic sallies should be a breeze now,” Hal says slowly. “We’ve got the Royal Beacon of Sublime Paramount or whatever you’re called on our side already.”
Thorn crosses his arms. “There won’t be any diplomatic sallies until His Most Inadvertently Regal Eminence finishes the dishwashing back at camp.”
Jesper sighs deeply. 
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wanderingwriter87 · 6 months
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wait wait did i ever make a post about how subatoi was one of genghis khan's generals and the only possible conclusion we can draw is that richard bashir is one of those guys who's way too into military history. it makes SO much sense. too much actually.
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ride-a-dromedary · 11 days
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There is never a time I am not thinking about the kiss from the Crimp adaptation or Cyrano, specifically the 2019 filmed version, but it's the way James McAvoy's entire body *freezes* on the second attempt; he shakes his head, his mouth opens and his lip curls like he wants to recoil but he *tilts his jaw up* as Eben Figueiredo continues to move closer. And they both pause in that position where their teeth are slotted together but their lips aren't moving, they just tremble, and then when Christian goes for it and fully commits and grabs his face so he can't run away and can't hide, Cyrano's expression *melts* and it's *bliss* a moment, confliction the next; and for all Cyrano tried to deny the beginning, he's the one who clutches onto Christian's arm to keep him close. *He's* the one who follows after him when he rips away, and when they part it's violent with its reluctance and denial and hurt and *realization*...
And I just think that's neat, you know?
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lady-bee-holmes · 2 months
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The problem with the art instinct is that sometimes it makes sense. You see a beautiful sunset or a flower and you’re compelled by it, eyes taking in every shimmer of the light or the grace of the forms.
Other times you have to hold back the need to take a picture of the fish in ice at 99 Ranch Market
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anthonycrowley · 9 months
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genuinely cannot tell if you liked the new season or fucking hated it with every inch of your soul
it's complicated. it's layered.
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moonsidesong · 9 months
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tierlist of every touhou character ranked by their fumo count (only including base fumo types, so not including nendoroid plus, deka, etc) bc i was feeling slightly insane that gift made lost word alts of reimu and marisa instead of. Any of even the popular characters they havent touched yet (its weird that byakuren doesnt have one right. like is it me or is that strange??)
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i listened for the very first time the full album from jesuschirst superstar spanish version and it’s amazing and i play their music everyday at any moment  and in short,  this is my new hiperfixation now bc im an autistic person y soporten
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maripr · 6 months
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It seems Notre Dame and Les Mis fall on two different spectrums of what they leave the reader with
Notre Dame: the crushing weight of despair at realizing our feeble humans life are just a footnote in the majesty of history
Les mis: the hope that still burns in the midst of that despair, that even a feeble human life can do its part to change history for the better
Should reread the man who laughs to see how it falls in the spectrum. I can't remember if it was written before Les mis or after. In any case, the staggering mood difference between the two works I assume is due to being written in very different times in Hugo's life.
I would like to read his poems as well one day, as well as an indepth biography. I don't wanna sound snobbish or eurocentric but I do think he's one of the most important writers of his century.
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dvanaestmrva · 4 months
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God I'd look so incredible screaming and breaking stuff and shooting lightning from my fingertips hair all fucked up and sorta muppety in a long torn pretty dress
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mumblelard · 9 months
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this morning i saw eleven turtles in five miles and stood inside a van sized pyramid of frozen, woven, knotted light, wondering what happens next
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