Apparently everyday white moms are so offended that Beyoncé took time out of her day to do a photo shoot with her twins that they’re now protesting by way of posting as unflattering as possible photos with their own kids to show “what it’s really like” as if this one shoot is at all indicative to her every day life and as if she should feel bad for her body responding well to the postpartum healing process
Because apparently a celebrity having a photo shoot done for a print or online magazine to showcase the pride of giving birth to their children and growing their family is so unheard of and offensive in this year of our lord 2017
I’m Leigha or Pasteldot, and I’ve been a long time Skullgirls fan
ever since the game came out. My art is about 80% Skullgirls, but
when I’m not drawing my kick-ass girls I’m working on a
Skullgirls AU side project, @skulldudes ( @projectskulldudes ).
my name is Wiirdo and I’ve been into SG since it’s release in
2012. It’s definitely been one of my favorite communities to be
involved with, and it’s been great seeing how much the fan base has
grown over the years! And I hope it will continue to stay strong.
I’ve done fanart and I also work on the Skulldudes AU ( @skulldudes @projectskulldudes )
@mikahfricz-art: Hello! I’m Mikah, a 20 yo Mexican student of Animation and VFX. I aim to work as a storyboard artist and character designer, also I would love to work in the comics industry.
I really like the concept and character design of Skullgirls since it is so stylish, original and it gets your attention easily.
Hi, I’m Nexter45, the guy running
this shindig. I got into Skullgirls around the time the PS4 version
was announced and I started making fanart, long, long before I ever
played it. Other than running this, I have a blog where I post misc. art. I hope this works out as good as I hope it will!
I’m not sure who decided that Sasha isn’t allowed to talk about gender because Peppermint is trans but y'all sound stupid. First of all Sasha is non-binary/gender queer. Second of all why should she after winning, not speak about things she cares about? Obviously Peppermint being a black trans woman is monumental and very important for the drag community but that does not mean Sasha isn’t allowed to speak on gender as well. And to act as if she isn’t allowed or shouldn’t is extremely ignorant and honestly it just seems like another thing for y'all to try to diminish her with. Do y'all actually know anything about what Sasha does? What her monthly show Nightgowns does for trans woman and men, for genderqueer people? Do y'all know anything about her magazine? Which showcases different types of drag for all genders and spectrums? Nah you don’t know anything but what you saw her do on tv and it shows with the things y'all spew about her. If you’re gonna try to drag someone at least inform yourself on said person, otherwise you just look dumb to those of us who actually know what that person is about.
Looking through some of our old Monster Hunter books/magazines from way back when, and we came across some pages that might interest you other fellow hunters out there! We scanned these from the “Monster Hunter Portable 2nd Rookie’s Guide” by Enterbrain MookThe section we scanned is “The Roots of Monster Hunter”
A few inspirations of the world of Monster Hunter are series such like Indiana Jones, Dragon Lance, Lord of the Rings, quite a few Studio Ghibli Films and areas showcased in National Geographic Magazines. For the Monsters themselves, Jurassic Park was one of the biggest inspirations, as well as real life animals the creators met through their journey of inspiration. Inspiration for the armors are taken from Conan the Barbarian, Berserk, and a lot of real life armors, outfits, weaponry and traditional cultural outfits. With the creators through the journey of their Monster Hunter Inspiration, grilling, airsofting and nature journeys were their biggest!
Pioneer of interactive film and major art contributor Elisabeth Charlotte “Pipilotti” Rist has a new art exhibit due October 2016 through January 2017. Her work often consists of dramatic shots, vibrant color palates and often provocative, unprecedented content displayed brilliantly through multiple projectors casting her work on the surrounding walls of the viewers, placing the spectator in the middle of every scene. While she may not be a house hold name to the ordinary citizen, Pipilotti’s influence is undeniable. Beyoncé, Khalil Joseph, Melina Matsoukas, Todd Tourso, Dikayl Rimmasch, Josh Akerland and Mark Romanek referenced Pipilotti’s short film “Ever is Over All” (shot and released in 1997) recently in the 60-minute accompanying visual to Beyoncé’s newest album release Lemonade showcased on HBO April 23rd 2016.
In Pipilotti’s newest showcase “Pipilotti Rist: Pixel Forest” a film comprised of her entire career (1997- ) will be shown. The film is expected to show her earliest films exploring the portrayal of the female body to her latest films focusing on our surroundings and dreamlike environments backed by a mesmerizing compositions for both critics and spectators alike. The parallels of Pipilotti’s art to the everlasting evolution of modern technology will be a contributing undertone to the event. This exhibit will showcase how Pipilotti has used technology to always provide original, unprecedented art through an always fresh and innovative delivery.
Elisabeth “Pipilotti” Rist was born in Grabs in the Rhine Valley, Switzerland, and currently lives and works in Zurich. At the University of Applied Arts is where she studied and created graphic designs, illustrations, and photography. The Basel School of Designhowever is where she studied audiovisual communications and videography; perhaps the greatest learning experience she encountered. From 1988 through 1994 she was member of the all-female Swiss band and performance group Les Reines Prochaines. The band tends to provide minimalistic sounds, evolving arrangements and poetic, political, and quite often provocative messages. When not preforming with the band she was creating super 8 short films dedicated to feminism, sex, and portrayals of the human body.
When NY Times wrote about the world’s most colorful video artists they wrote how Pipilotti “brings the world right up to your nose, radically, uncomfortably close, in a boldly feminist way that upends conventions of beauty and body image, but doing so while inviting you to relax, stretch out, put your feet up and not feel preached to or even particularly confronted”. When asked about her stance on art Pipilotti stated “Arts task is to contribute to evolution, to encourage the mind, to guarantee a detached view of social changes, to conjure up positive energies, to create sensuousness, to reconcile reason and instinct, to research possibilities and to destroy clichés and prejudices” and with her newest exhibition this will be present start to finish.
To view the exhibit for yourself, it will be available for viewing October 26th through January 15th at the New Museum located in Manhattan, New York.
When creating COCA, we wanted to create a platform that could be about and enjoyed by the POC community that highlights diversity, thoughts and passions that we share. We are looking for contributors to write for our site, if you’re interested message us! So what are we about:
COCA Mag is a online and print (still in the making)
magazine that showcases all forms of art, writing, music, fashion by and
for p.o.c (people of color).
COCA was created as a platform that
strives to give a voice and a space for p.o.c creatives. This platform
is inclusive and push diversity into these mediums that allows for
critical thought and open conversation. We make it our mission to
publish work that is real and transparent. We tell our stories through
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Bucky and Steve started training at Goldie’s Boxing Gym to prepare for the enlistment of the war. Bucky was a three-time YMCA welterweight boxing champion and tried everything in his power to prepare Steve for what was coming, without overexerting him. Both of them had their fathers fight in the first world war. Steve was more than ready to fight for his country. Bucky was going to make sure Steve didn’t get killed. You wanted to try and talk them out of it, including Steve for his health was all but good. But he had too much pride, and it was his dream to do so. You didn’t want to stand in the way of that.
After two weeks of training, they visited the US Recruiting and Induction Center. Fortunately for you, Steve was classified as 4F and rejected from service. You knew he had no chance due to his various health and physical issues. He was frustrated, and you had to coax him. He persisted though, remaining determined to fight alongside his friends and other men overseas. Steve visited multiple enlistment offices, trying to convince doctors to give him a chance. He was denied every time.
You continued to plan the wedding. You had to limit a lot of your choices, with the war going on. Lounging on the couch, you were looking at a wedding magazine, showcasing the latest dresses and styles. You, however, were just going to go down to the dress shop downtown and buy a white dress there. With the war going on, you had to be cautious with what you spent. You didn’t need nor want a big fancy dress, and you never dreamed about a big, white wedding.
Steve was helpful with the wedding planning. He gave his inputs and usually chose the ending decision when you were crossed with two choices. But right now, he was off at yet another enlistment center, all the way in New Jersey.
Your ears perked up when you heard the front door open. Bucky was walking in, looking defeated, shoulders slouched, eyes distant, and lips slightly frowning. These gestures were not over-exaggerated, and to a naked eye, one might dismiss it as him being tired. But you knew Bucky. You knew both Bucky and Steve’s tell signs.
Your face dropped to match his mood. You closed your magazine but kept a finger in between the pages to keep ahold of your current page. “What’s going on?” you asked.
His eyes lifted up at your direction but quickly went back to gaze at the floor. Bucky stated, face still blank, “Nothing,” trying to dismiss your suspicion. Bucky then walked over to fridge and grabbed a beer. Leaning onto the counter, he faced your direction and chugged his beer down.
You raised an eyebrow and asked again, “Really? Nothing at all?”
You shifted on the couch, removing your legs and patting the now vacant spot encouragingly. Still gripping onto the bottle, Bucky walked over, dragging his feet. He sat next to you but hunched over, elbows on his knees.
You frowned, “What’s really wrong?”
Bucky lifted one side of his lips. “What makes you think that something’s wrong?” He looked over at you, eyes half-focused.
You directly stared at the beer bottle Bucky was holding. Bucky was unconsciously peeling the label of the beer bottle. This was one of Bucky’s tell-signs. He would tear-off the label of his drink whenever he was down.
Bucky followed your gaze and looked down at his bottle and immediately stopped scraping the sticker. He didn’t say anything though, letting a silence settle into the room.
You placed your hand on his grip on the beer. Trying to light up the mood, you advised with a smile on your face, “I am going to figure it out sooner or later. Might as well tell me right now.”
Amused, Bucky huffed his chest in a half-assed chuckle. He then cocked his head in a knowing way. “I got drafted,” he simply announced.
Your smile dropped and your heart sank. You removed your hand from his. “When?” was all you said.
“Tomorrow night,” Bucky explained. He swallowed hard, and the lump in his throat bobbed.
“Don’t leave me,” you begged. “Don’t leave us.”
Bucky chuckled. “Doll, I’m with you guys til the end of the line.”
Tears started filling your eyes. That was something Bucky always said to Steve. When Bucky first said this Steve, Steve was sick, almost to the point of dying. Bucky said this to tell Steve that he was there for him, no matter what. When Steve got better, Bucky continued saying this, because you never knew how much time you would have with someone. And with Steve, it was even more imprecise.
This saying was always theirs and theirs only, and you never pried on it, knowing full well the meaning behind it. This was the first time Bucky said it to you, meant it towards you, and you were overwhelmed. You just wish it wasn’t under these circumstances.
A sad silence filled the room. You were trying to comprehend that your Bucky was leaving you and Steve. Who knew if when he was going to come back? Who knew if he’s coming back?
“Don’t tell Steve, okay?” Bucky pleaded. You released a breath that you didn’t even know you were holding.
Placing the now forgotten magazine on the table, you comforted, “Steve will be happy for you.”
Bucky scoffed. “Yeah. Sure. Until he learns that I got drafted and didn’t enlist when I told him I would.” He took a sip of his beer. “I’m a coward.”
“You are not a coward,” you reprimanded placing a hand on his shoulder. “You are one of the bravest people I know.”
At one of the worst possible timing ever, Steve walked through the door. Bucky quickly looked at you and whisper, “Please Y/N. Don’t tell Steve yet.”
You nodded in a silent agreement. Bucky gave you a smile. He then greeted, “Hey Steve.”
“Hey Bucky,” Steve acknowledged. You then walked towards you. “Hey sweetheart,” he said, leaning over and placing a firm kiss on your cheek.
“Hi,” you said with a loving voice. “How was New Jersey?”
Steve blew out his cheeks, before answering. “Got rejected again.” You gave him a comforting smile.
Bucky got up from his spot, announcing, “I’m beat. I’m going to head to bed.” He started heading towards his room. “Goodnight you two,” he said over his shoulder.
“Goodnight Bucky,” you stated.
Steve replaced Bucky’s spot of the couch, now sitting next to you. He leaned back on the couch, letting his head rest on the back of the couch. He was staring at the ceiling, lost in his thoughts
You gave him a half-smile, before asking “Do you want to talk about it?”
Not moving from his current position, Steve stated, “I just really want to get in.”
You sighed. “I know honey, but some people out there are wishing to be in your position. And there are plenty of other jobs out there, where you can help out in the war without actually fighting.”
Steve got up and turned to face you, with a disgusted face. “Like what? What am I going to do? Collect scrap? I’m not going to sit in a factory, not while there are men laying down their lives. I got no right to do any less than them.”
I looked down at you hands, defeated. “I know Steve,” you stated. “But if you do go off to war, you’ll be leaving me behind. Haven’t you thought about that. Don’t you want to get married?”
Steve sighed. “I’m sorry Y/N,” he apologized. He placed a finger under your chin and lifted it to make you look at him. “I do want to get married. It’s just… I got something to prove. You know that. From where I stand, all I want to do is show the people that I am more than a scrawny guy picking fights he can’t win.”
You assured, “I know. But for now, let’s enjoy you still being here, okay? Because I don’t know if I can continue living without you, Steve. I love you.”
“I love you too,” Steve stated, giving you a small kiss on your lips.
Bucky ended up telling Steve the next morning but didn’t tell the whole truth. You guys were going to go out on Bucky’s last night in Brooklyn, before he ships out for England. Steve and you let Bucky decide where you guys were going. When reading the newspaper, Bucky spotted an ad. The Modern Marvels Pavilion was holding an event called the World of Tomorrow, and the Howard Stark was going to be there.
The event was crazy busy. People of all ages were wondering exhibit to exhibit to see the latest inventions and what will come in the future. Bucky, Steve, and you were waiting for the show to start, already done with all the exhibits.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, Mr. Howard Stark,” the announcer introduced. The crowd applauded as Mr. Stark himself walked on the stage. He gave a big show kiss in front of the crowd, but the performer didn’t seem to mind. She actually seemed flattered. It must be hard dating a star icon with millions of other girls waiting at their doorstep.
“Ladies and Gentlemen,” Howard started. “What if I told you that in just a few short years, your automobile won’t even have to touch the ground, at all.” The crowd murmured, waiting for Howard to show his latest invention.
“Yes,” he continued, as the showgirls removed the decoration tires. “Thanks Mandy,” Howard flirted. “With Starks Gravitic reversion technology, you’ll be able to do just that.” Mr. Stark turned a knob and pulled a lever. The car started lifting up from the air, going as high as six inches, one foot, three feet. The crowd was holding their breath, watching the car rise from the ground, the music adding in on the anticipation.
“Holy cow,” Bucky uttered, enthusiastically but more surprised. As on cue, one of the engines sparked, and the car fell on the engines, destroying the machinery. From the corner of your eye, you see Bucky with a smug grin. With a playful swat to the chest, you tried to reprimand him for being so rude, but it didn’t hold with a grin on your face, matching his.
Howard explained, “Well I did say a few years, didn’t I?” with a charmful smirk.
Steve tapped your shoulder, stating “I’ll be right back”. You gave him a nod and a smile. Steve stalked off in a certain direction, and you were left with Bucky.
He was mighty handsome with his sergeant uniform. You could see girls giving him the second glance, but who could blame him?
You looked down at your hands to see you were unknowingly twisting your wedding ring. You looked down at the ring and thought of Steve and Sarah.
You were lost in your thoughts, when Bucky interrupted, “I’m happy for you.” You jerked your head up to see Bucky watching you twist your wedding ring as well. “Really,” he continued. “I know I might not come back, but-
This time, you interrupted with a knowing look, “You are coming back.” You jutted your hip and crossed your arms in front of your chest.
Bucky chuckled with a roll of his eyes. “I’m just glad you have each other,” Bucky added.
You gave him a genuine smile, and stated, “Thanks Bucky.” You stepped towards him to wrap your arms around his waist. He returned the hug, hugging you tightly as this might be his last one for a while. He tried to remember you, how warm you were, how delicate your arms felt against his waist, and how you smell.
Bucky tried to stop being nostalgic and pulled back from the hug. “I’m going to find Steve, okay? I’ll be right back.”
You gave him a nod. “Okay.”
Bucky setted off in the direction Steve left, leaving you by yourself. You started walking around the pavilion again, looking at your favorite exhibits. You watched fireworks as they lit up the sky. Moments like these, you forgot the world around you. You forgot the sadness and responsibilities you had. Bucky was leaving; there was no doubt about that. But you always pictured him being in your life, in your wedding. Maybe not as the groom, but he was still someone very special to you.
You see Bucky coming towards you. Your eyebrows furrowed when you didn’t see Steve with him. Bucky explained, “He went to the recruitment center.”
You sighed. “Okay. Well, I’m heading home Bucky. My feet are killing me. You coming?”
Bucky gave you a smile before answering, “I’m going to go dancing. I want one last dance with a beautiful dame before I go.”
With a bright smile, you responded, “Okay. I’ll see you after.”
Bucky frowned, “Actually, I’m going to spend the night at my parents tonight. They would want me to, and I haven’t visited them in a long time.”
Your smile dropped and your heart sank. “So this is a goodbye?”
Bucky dropped his gaze and gave you a solemn nod.
Your breath was caught, and you hugged him long and hard. “Be safe, sergeant. And come home soon. I’ll miss you too much.”
Returning the hug, Bucky said, “There’s nothing else I would do. I love you Y/N.”
Your heart clenched, and a single tear fell down your cheek. “I love you too James Buchanan Barnes.”
You gave him a kiss on the cheek, then watched him walk away from you. You walked to the apartment in a sad mood, trying not to cry, the tears threatening to fall. When you got to the apartment, you went straight to Bucky’s room and sobbed. You kept reminding yourself, He’s coming back. There’s no way in hell he’s not coming back. He’s going to come back.
After minutes of sobbing, you left Bucky’s room. You were insanely thirsty and needed a glass of water. Your journey was cut short when Steve walked in with a bright smile on his face.
“Y/N!” he exclaimed, grabbing your hands with his. “You’ll never believe what happened?”
“What?” you asked, your red, swollen eyes wide with hope.
“I got in,” Steve stated with his face lighted up. He was holding up his papers with a stamp stating, ‘A1’. “Into the army. I leave tomorrow morning!” he continued.
You didn’t smile, nor did you cry. Maybe it was because you were all cried out, or maybe it was because you were shocked. You can’t even say that you considered this was going to happen.
Jin – This would not be the first nor last time he cooked for you. Mama Jin wants to feed the people he loves and you would definitely be on that list. He’d enjoy experimenting and trying new recipes for you, things that he’d never made for anyone else. Everything coming from his kitchen would be tasty and gorgeous like it should be showcased in a gourmet magazine. However if this was for a special occasion he’d make all your favorites just so you know that he loves you and wants to comfort you not just with his presence but also on a much more basic level.
Suga – Despite jokes that he can’t cook, he can follow basic recipes. It would be a simple meal but he would make the effort and you’d be able to see that clearly. If you complimented him on the food he’d drop his head a bit and thank you, then steer the conversation to something less embarrassing for him but on the inside he’d be glowing. He’d probably only share the fact that he cooked for you with Jin. It’s not that he’d feel emasculated or anything. Suga just wouldn’t want to put up with the teasing that would ensue from the other members.
J-Hope – Hobi would try, he really would. But he’s not going to work himself up in knots over it. If the food turns out well, great. If not there’s always delivery. He’s more concerned about enjoying your company and making sure you have a good time. If he tried to prepare something simple it would probably not be too bad. He’d also crack jokes about his own cooking if it wasn’t that good. Anything to keep you happy and laughing. If his cooking did turn out horrible though he’d order dessert with the delivered dinner, presenting it to you with aegyo so you’d forgive him.
Rap Monster – You’re probably thinking the kitchen would catch on fire, but nope. Joonie is going to be very careful and approach this logically. It’s just following directions, right? It’s not the ingredients he has problems with it’s the mechanics of cooking. There will be mishaps. Food will fly off the counter, fingers will get sliced, and things will boil over as he’s focused on the finer points of dicing. The food would be edible but undercooked in some parts, overcooked in others. But he greeted you at the door with a hopeful, dimpled expression and bandaids on his fingers. How could you not love it with how hard he tried? Even if it didn’t taste good it would be one of the best meals you’d ever had.
Jimin – Jimin would jump into this idea with both feet but then panic when it can time to actually do it. He wants so, so much for it to be a good meal and impress you that he’s going to make very simple mistakes when he’s looking out for bigger ones. Even if it turned out decent, Jimin would still be self-conscious about it. Hurriedly he’d leave to pick up carry out and plate everything before you got there hiding the damning restaurant containers in the closet until you left. He’d never tell you unless you’d been together for years and then he’d confess.
Taehyung – He’d probably only do this as an opportunity to be cute and playful with you. If it was to cheer you up from a rough week, he would want to pick something up for you from your favorite restaurant and set up the table romantically. Cooking is not Tae’s strong suit. But if this was just for fun he’d have a blast. He’d buy cookie cutters and food dye. Things would be all kinds of shapes and colors. And to top that off he’d toss in some of his favorite, unusual, food combinations and pester until you tried them. This would be so much fun and you both would laugh all night.
Jungkook – Straight up he’d call Jin for advice and have him walk him through the process. He’d taste it several times as he cooked it but by that point his taste buds would have become accustomed and he just flat out can’t tell anymore. He’d be so nervous setting it before you then taking a quick step back like it was a snake about to bite him. When you honestly tell him it’s good he’d blush and stare at his feet while he grinned uncontrollably. Later when he saw his hyungs he’d strut around a bit about what a great meal he made for you.