Wild-thingslayhere - Just Aesthetic

There is no easy way out of learning to be literate when it comes to fiction.

You cannot say "An author is never what they write".

You cannot say "An author is always what they write".

Authors who are completely normal people with healthy understandings of every dark topic in our work can write extremely fucked up shit about topics including bigotry, rape, you name it. If you think writing about those topics at all is "glorifying" it, then you will falsely believe those authors are horrible people.

But horrible people can actually be authors - and sometimes they hide their horribleness in ways you can't recognize. Sometimes they don't - sometimes they are just fully and openly bigoted.

But if you can't tell the difference between "A story that has fucked up shit in it because those things fit the mood, motifs, message, or genre" vs "A story with fucked up shit in it because the author thinks those things are morally good", you are going to fucking struggle in life and you will in fact be very susceptible to bigoted propaganda.

And no, I won't sit here and say it's always easy to tell the difference. But with practice, you can in fact tell the difference between a story where the author is writing about the main character being ravaged and raped in a sexy way because it's a safe way to explore that fantasy, VS, an author who clearly just thinks women should be raped and subjugated because that's their actual worldview.

That can involve examining the individual piece of media, other things that author has written, who the author is, etc.

snowswept by len-yan

Little mushrooms

We did it boys. We did it.

daily life of a digital artist:

is that a not coloured spot or a stain on my monitor

I didn’t save for at least 2 hours god is real

my playlist ended 1,5 h ago I’ve been drawing in silence this whole time

‘ “asdf11.png” already exists. Do you want to overwrite? ‘

I resized this very part of a picture but now it looks too small so let’s ctrl+z ohMYGOD IT’S SO B I G

this idea seemed cooler yesterday at 3 am

I want to pee but right now I’m doing so well and if I go I will leavE THE ZONE

opacity 67% or 68% I can’t decide

well this pic looks nice //*flips it horizontally*// I regret having eyes

where the fuck is my pen

Seabeck, Wa

Virtual Plein Air by Carolane Bruneau

Foggy forest

From Mammals of Britain & Europe, illustrated by Richard Orr.

“What are you DOING!?” the mentor screamed as their estranged student flicked a match/torch into their doused house. “No! NO!”

“Oh, what’s that?” the student asked as they leaned against a rock formation, taking a swig from their bottle. “You don’t like when everything you care about is just taken away from you? Like a puff of smoke?”

“B!” The mentor looked at them incredulously before trying to reach into the house, but it was already too hot. The entire house was ablaze, flames threatening to lick at the mentor’s skin with every breath. They cried out, jumping back, putting their hands to their head. “What have you DONE!?”

The student snorted, rolling their eyes as they stood up and drunkenly wobbled over to the mentor. “All I’m doing, A,” they said with a tired smile, “is letting you live in the world that you said we lived in.”

A stared at B, then a the flames. As they slowly sank to their knees, watching the fire, B snorted. Waving a hand and taking another swig, they turned and began walking away. “Now you know what it’s like to have your entire life blown to smithereens!” they laughed humorlessly, barely heard above the collapsing beams of the house.