Set in an alternate version of the DC Universe where Governor Lex Luthor has transformed the traditional dystopia of Gotham City into a contemporary paradise known as The Garden, Gotham City Garage centers on those who don’t believe in his program of keeping all citizens locked up to one networked mindset that he controls. And these members of the resistance just happen to be versions of familiar DC heroines.
“Gotham City Garage is an anti-fascist anthem for the open road, starring reimagined takes on DC’s great female characters through an outlaw lens,” Collin Kelly, who’ll co-write the series with Jackson Lanzing, said in a statement. “We’re bringing Big Barda, Steel, Catwoman, Harley Quinn, Silver Banshee, Hawkgirl and the first Kryptonian this world has ever seen — the mysterious girl named Kara Gordon — into a world of bikes, outlaws and elaborate tattoos.”
Do have to admit I like the effect of these infrared camera nature videos. Something the eyes really aren’t used to seeing, yet familiar. Here’s Oregon. Original caption:
Created entirely with infrared converted cameras, Invisible Oregon is a study of light across time and space. As the sun rises over the State of Oregon infrared light travels across the earth revealing the subtleties of new growth and the dramatic intersection of sky and earth. Witness for the first time this diverse and interconnected landscape rendered from light we can’t see with our own eyes. Filmed and Produced By Sam Forencich samforencich.com/
this, folks, is exactly what I’m apprehensive about when it comes to Solarpunk.
The projects described in this article are fundamentally opposed to Solarpunk. Seasteading in its current form is run by Libertarians in Silicon Valley with lots of money envisioning their version of Utopia. Rich people will form communities in the ocean that exploit land-dwelling vagabonds. It is fundamentally classist and anti-communist, and isolationist (in the sense that these communities make an eco-friendly facade, while exporting their exploitative practice.)
But damn, if those cities don’t look Solarpunk. A lot of the aesthetic of Solarpunk thrives on these sorts of green (the color, not the euphemism) environmentally-resistant public spaces and planned spaces. Hell, I could imagine a Solarpunk floating city, given the vision was a teensy bit less isolationist-libertarian.
My apprehension is not a rejection of Solarpunk - I think Solarpunk and what it stands for is awesome. And in many ways, I can’t even say that Solarpunk voices are mistakenly sharing unthoughtful solutions to environmental disasters. Let pieces like these remind us that it’s possible to look Solarpunk and not embody its ideals, and that we should never support a project without examining its politics (not just its aesthetic).
(And let me reiterate that I am not accusing anyone in particular of doing this, or that there even is anyone embracing solarpunk that does this. In some way, this reminder is for myself as much as it is for whoever’s reading this).
happy baltimore day! here’s my contribution to fandom on this beautiful day, the day neil josten is finally in the system to become a real person
you. You were amazing.”
words echo in Andrew’s head as soon as they leave Neil’s mouth. He doesn’t say
anything else, but Andrew can tell there’s something more he’s itching to get
out. There’s something in his eyes, something in the way they flicker from the
rest of the foxes to Andrew, that stops Andrew from pressing for more. This
isn’t the place, not right now. Maybe on the bus. They have all the time in the
world for answers. And Neil promised Andrew anything
for shutting down the goal.
they’re shepherded out and towards the bus, the chaos that surrounds the team
jostles Andrew and he blindly follows the orange uniforms. He can’t look out
for the others, for Neil, and he spares a moment to hope that they’re capable
enough to survive one rowdy crowd. As long as Kevin makes it to the bus, it’ll
be okay. Andrew isn’t responsible for anyone else’s safety. Neil isn’t under
his protection anymore.
Summary: Soulmate AU.
“The fault, dear Brutus is not in our stars, / But in ourselves, that we are underlings.”
- William Shakespeare (Julius Caesar)
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Word Count: 1,783
language, fluff, wishful thinking, angst, sadness, borderline depression, sarcasm, did I mention language? might be hard to read for lonely hearts like me.
A/N: Well, I did it…at least I tried. The lovely @minervaem challenged me (sort of) to do an angsty story, so here we go. I’m warning you now, it’s not gonna be pretty. Anyways, it’s only four parts, so only pre-existing permanent tags will be added to this story. Reminder: If you want to be removed from the permanent tag list you need to msg me! Sorry in advance. There’s four parts to this story.
Crystalomancy, also known as Scrying, is the practice of looking into a reflective surface in the hope of detecting significant messages or visions.
The city is full of surfaces to scry, especially on rainy days: gaze into your own reflection in the train or bus windows, or look through your dorm window before going to sleep. If you
improve your ability to focus every reflective surface is valid, even puddles on the ground.