The other one, though! Is it me or is this one somehow more cursed than the picture with the literal demon on it?
I mean, look. What’s up with this tiny fire? If you have a quote about surviving a fire by being more badass than the fire, you better have an impressive as fuck fire, otherwise I won’t be impressed. So you burned brighter than that barely sustainable flame in the sand you would be hard pressed to properly roast a marshmallow in? Like, wow.
The sky is brighter than the fire. The sky should not be brighter than the fire, obviously. Terrible composition. (Compare the Crowley version. Flaming like anything, that fire!)
The lighting on the model looks fake. It’s not light from the fire (because as we established, the fire is tiny and hiding in a hole on top of it). It’s orange enough to be from a sunset, but the sky is lightest behind the model, suggesting that’s where the sun would be, if it had not already set. The light on the rest of the sand in the background is a lot more blueish, supporting the theory that it’s past sunset. Conclusion: there’s a second fire next to the photographer that lights the scene, and they didn’t show us the cooler, bigger fire. No, the audience has to content with the tiny fire. We were cheated for the cooler fire, guys. (Alternatively, the light comes from an orange tinted lamp, but I’ll assume nobody drags a lamp to the beach.)
The model looks a lot weirder in this pose than Crowley. Understandable, after all she’ll have to make do with the correct number and arrangements of joints for a human body. Really, try sitting like this (hanging… slouching? I don’t even have a fitting word for this ridiculous pose). Her left foot is hardly on the ground weird as she’s pulling up this leg. It’s a miracle she’s not falling over. (Definitely a demonic miracle. Angels would not get involved in this type of thing.)
No pants but a thick knitted pullover. The pullover actually looks quite nice and warm. Not sure if it’s ideal beach wear, but, fine. But where are your pants, girl. If you can stand this warm pullover, your legs should be freezing. You’ll also get sand everywhere.
And that facial expression. I will allow the idea that it’s a sexy expression or bedroom eyes or whatnot and my ace ass can’t see it, so it just looks weird to me. But. Look at that million lightyears stare. Blank and distant. What did you see, pantless lady? (I am a little scared of the answer.)
I think I’ll give it 3/10. Nice fluffy looking pullover. Model has nice hair. Beach is a little boring, but pretty enough. Fire is rather disappointing. Model should a) go buy pants and b) see a doctor to make sure she didn’t damage any vital parts twisting like this.
Not that anybody cares but here’s the thing: I’m tired of the cycle.
By cycle I mean: getting into something → getting reallyinto that thing and following a bunch of people, discovering ships theories and niches → reading most of my new OTP’s AO3 → start noticing all the drama, discourse and nonsense on tumblr → start getting really annoyed yet spend a lot of time and energy writing and drawing for the fandom → wake up one day and my hyperfixation is over. I’m no longer interested in the thing, I don’t want to see it, I lost all my WIPs and my completed works no longer bring me pride and joy → I wish I hadn’t wasted so many time on this because it looks so utterly pointless now. → Start unfollowing people and fixing my dash → R·E·P·E·A·T
This has been happening more and more often. I’m 27 and have been doing this since I was 13. I used to last years in fandoms. Now I can barely manage to get interested into something for a couple months. And meanwhile I don’t do anything with myself. I don’t build a reputation or a “sub-career” or something I can show-off or make a name for myself with. Because I keep cycling.
And it’s always, always toxic. All fandoms are toxic when you dive deep enough. It’s a bunch of people arguing about meaningless crap like it decides the meaning of their life. They look nice on the surface but I’ve been in many, even as just an observer, and I’ve seen the same tired old drama in each of them. It’s a deal on the nerves and takes the worst out of communities.
It’s going to be hard because ADHD and Hyperfixation, but I’m gonna try to learn how to enjoy media like a normal person.
And maybe write and draw porn for twitter/reddit if the artistic need strikes lol. At least that is absolutely timeless and universal.
I don’t know what’s going to become of this blog just yet, I’m not gonna dispose of it like I did with my previous one, but I will do my best not to keep up diving into fandoms.
Maybe just reblog art, memes and funny posts? Who knows.
I’m too busy for it now anyway.
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Some parting Recs:
- Genshin Impact is an awesome free game if u can’t afford the new Zelda. - The Fire and Valor trilogy is a fantastic read/listen despite the crappy covers. -This song. - Whenever you’re sad look up “angry owls” on google images:
- And last but not least: take a break form tumblr. Seriously, do it. As often as you want because you are not obligated to be here or to cater to people here for free. Your mental health will thank you.
