welcome to the lights show

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A friendly desert community where the sun is hot, the moon is beautiful, and mysterious lights pass overhead while we all pretend to sleep. Welcome to Night Vale.

WTNV is one of the the things that inspire me most. I am so in love with the concept of the unknown and the unquestioned weirdness of this place.
Whenever I listen to the podcast I get the irresistable urge to express my love for this small dessert town so these 8 (postcard sized) paintings were created and I couldn’t stop myself from sharing them and spreading my love for the lovely people behind my favorite podcast of all times.

Update: I gave them to Cecil after the ghost stories live show in cologne
episode 1 thoughts
  • first of all the opening theme is still an absolute banger
  • also every single choral theme from this soundtrack is a masterpiece and i still get chills every time
  • honestly like ive seen death note so many times and analyzed it from essentially every angle possible but whenever i come back to it after not seeing it for a while it ALWAYS brings me back to the first time i saw it, as a twelve year old kid, not knowing exactly what it was going to be about, and that is just the best feeling in the world
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  • “examine, normal, necessary, history” are the english words on the blackboard which….might not be intentional but still uh…feels painfully relevant to the story
  • i could make a whole post about the juxtaposition of light and shadow/warm and cool colors in these background shots of the courtyard and the city and the train crossing after light picks up the notebook but god
  • oh also? the sound design?? fucking fantastic. the shot of the notebook falling silently while the professor’s “history history history…” fades into the background, the cut to the flapping noise of the notebook hitting the ground and the distant sound of wind and grit. god. amazing
  • light’s dead eyes fuckin g gets me every time
  • madhouse blew its entire animation budget on these shots of light at his desk like even the off model shots are pretty gorgeous in this ep (except for The One)
  • death note’s soundtrack is so good it’s just so fucking good
  • now i’m just watching death note
  • sachiko………..sachiko. she means well.
  • light, episode 1: no, i should definitely avoid killing people i know
  • light in all subsequent episodes: lmao
  • SOUND DESIGN!! HEARTBEATS!! WONDERFUL
  • also i’m watching this dubbed like a common boob because i love alessandro juliani beyond the scope of human imagination even though he’s not even in this episode lmao
  • ugh. sachiko. “welcome back light!! never mind what you are about to say, now show me those test scores!!”
  • me, sobbing: light yagami allowed himself to become a villain over the course of the first five days that he had the note because he thought that the shinigami who originally owned the note would come and drag him to hell (“i’ve been expecting you, ryuk”) at any moment and he wanted to make a difference in the world before he went and he already valued his own life so little, he just wanted to be a vessel for good even if it turned him bad because who cares, he’s damned anyway, and the moment ryuk told him there were no consequences to using the book was the moment of his downfall, he only started spouting this ‘god of the new world’ stuff after ryuk told him he could keep using the notebook…………
  • how is sachiko not hearing any of this
  • (actually never mind)
  • you guys….light killed a guy named merry harry…..
  • i think i’ve said this before but ryuk’s dangly heart earring is such a Look
  • Fanasonic
  • HERE IT IS!!! THE ONE!! THE WORST FRAME IN ALL OF DEATH NOTE!!
  • i love when swaile gets that very dangerous-sounding singsong inflection to his voice i love it i love it
  • jesus i love light he’s so extra
  • i love light yagami
  • Some Youtuber with long hair and poor lighting: Hey dudes welcome to my show Plot Heads where I smoke some weed then try to explain the plot to an anime. Today's anime is Neon Genesis Evangelion.
  • Some Youtuber: *Smokes Weed*
  • Some Youtuber: In 2015, fifteen years after a global cataclysm known as the Second Impact, teenager Shinji Ikari is summoned to the futuristic city of Tokyo-3 by his estranged father Gendo Ikari, the director of the special paramilitary force NERV. Shinji witnesses the United Nations forces battling an Angel: one of a race of giant monstrous beings whose awakening was foretold by the Dead Sea Scrolls. Because of the Angels' near-impenetrable force-fields, NERV's giant Evangelion bio-machines, synchronized to the nervous systems of their pilots and possessing their own force-fields, are the only weapons capable of keeping the Angels from annihilating humanity. NERV officer Misato Katsuragi escorts Shinji into the NERV complex beneath the city, where his father pressures him into piloting the Evangelion Unit-01 against the Angel. Without training, Shinji is quickly overwhelmed in the battle, causing the Evangelion to go berserk and savagely kill the Angel on its own.
  • Following hospitalization, Shinji moves in with Misato and begins settling into life in Tokyo-3. In his second battle, Shinji destroys an Angel but runs away after the battle, distraught. Misato confronts Shinji and he decides to remain a pilot. Evangelion Unit-00 is repaired and Shinji tries to befriend its pilot, a mysterious, and socially isolated teenage girl named Rei Ayanami. With Rei's help, Shinji defeats another Angel.
  • Ritsuko Akagi, NERV's chief scientist, reveals that the Second Impact was not caused by a meteor strike as officially reported, but instead resulted when the first Angel to arrive on Earth, codenamed Adam, exploded in the Antarctic. The pilot of Evangelion Unit-02, teenage girl Asuka Langley Soryu, moves in with Misato and Shinji and joins her fellow pilots in defeating the next Angels. Shinji's schoolfriend Toji Suzuhara is selected for Unit-03, but during his first test synchronization with the Evangelion, Unit-03 is hijacked by an Angel. When Shinji refuses to destroy the rogue unit, his control over Unit-01 is cut off and supplanted by a prototype autopilot system known as the "Dummy Plug" system, and his Evangelion rips apart Unit-03 crushing Toji's cockpit. Shinji is devastated and quits piloting the Evangelion, but is forced to return to destroy an Angel that has defeated both Asuka and Rei. Asuka loses her self-confidence following her defeat, and spirals into a deep depression. This is worsened by her next fight, against an Angel which attacks her mind. In the next battle, Rei self-destructs Unit-00 and dies to save Shinji's life. Misato and Shinji later visit the hospital where they find Rei alive but claiming she is "the third Rei". Misato forces Ritsuko to reveal the dark secrets of NERV, the Evangelion graveyard and the Dummy Plug system which operates using clones of Rei.
  • Asuka is reduced to a catatonic state by her depression, and Kaworu Nagisa replaces her as pilot of Unit-02. Kaworu, who initially befriends Shinji, is revealed to be the final Angel. Kaworu fights Shinji, then realizes that he must die if humanity is to thrive and asks Shinji to kill him. Despite his initial hesitation, Shinji kills Kaworu. Soon after this act, NERV and SEELE trigger the forced evolution of humanity, termed the "Human Instrumentality Project", in which the souls of all mankind are merged into one through Rei. Shinji's soul grapples with the reason for his existence and reaches an epiphany that he needs others to thrive, enabling him to destroy the wall of negative emotions that torment him. This allows him to be reunited with all of the main characters, who congratulate him ha ha I'm so fuggin high on WEEEEEED lol.
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MOODBOARD//  W E L C O M E  T O  N I G H T  V A L E  //INSPIRATION:

Screenshot from “Checking Our Privilege: the Drinking Game”. Dylan says, “I am not overweight or obese”, and only he and Cecil drink. From the NerdCon edition of “Too Much Light Makes the Baby Go Blind”, see this video. (Pictured from left to right: Kate Jones, Desiree Burch, Cecil Baldwin, Jeffrey Cranor, Meg Bashwiner, Dylan Marron, Kevin R. Free) 

This is probably the first time the phrase “overweight or obese” has made me feel happy and included. Usually, when these words are used, people like me are being described as a problem. That makes me feel alienated and judged. 

The difference here is that “overweight or obese” is mentioned in a way that is not negative. In fact, it’s not commented on at all. It’s not a flaw, just a quality many of these people have. It doesn’t define them, but much like being non-white or non-heterosexual or transgender, it’s a quality some people will judge them for. 

The overweight or obese cast members are standing there, not being ridiculed or shamed. They have their own complex relationship with their bodies, and this play allows for that. They’re allowed dignity.

It makes me feel like I’m standing there with them and being acknowledged. Not seen as a problem, just as a human being who is, among other things, fat. (I’m only using this word to describe my own body, not the cast members. How they define their bodies is up to them.) 

As thin men, Cecil and Dylan do get comments about their bodies. But those comments are not as vicious as the ones I get about my body. Thin people are not judged in the same way. It means so much to me that Cecil and Dylan understand this. 

I cannot describe how much this means to me. I’m not used to being acknowledged and included. Often even the most forward-thinking people don’t really get weight stigma. 

My favorite thing about the Neo-Futurists is that they are open to people. They invite people’s stories and voices, especially ones that are not usually heard. This openness allows for them to not categorize people. There’s room for different personalities and experiences. There’s room to be seen, not as something you represent, but by being here as you are.

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A Northern Light Welcome by Mital Patel
Via Flickr:
A proper northern light welcome show with the starry night in Alberta, CA

What are your favorite songs atm?? (Write down 10-20 songs, I know its hard to choose + your favorite lyric from the song) i need to expand my musical taste

Mine are:
1- Bird Set Free - Sia
But theres a scream inside that we all try to hide/we hold on tight/ we cannot deny/it eat us alive

2- Moonlight - Ariana Grande
I’m wishing he’s all mine / he’s giving me Elvis / with some James Dean in his eyes

3- 505- Arctic Monkeys
I’d probably still adore you with your hands around my neck/ or I did last time I checked
A knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark

4- Cornerstone - Arctic Monkeys
Tell me wheres your hiding place / Im worried Ill forget your face / And Ive asked everyone / Im beginning to think I imagined you all along

5- Water Under the Bridge - Adele
If you’re gonna let me down / let me down gently / dont pretend that you dont want me / our love aint water under the bridge

6- Rumour Has It - Adele
But rumour has it he’s the one Im leaving you for

7- 17- Avril Lavigne
We were on the top of the world / back when I was your girl / we were living so wild and free / acting stupid for fun / all we needed was love / thats the way its supposed to be

8- Good Grief - Bastille
Caught off guard by your favorite song / ill be dancing at a funeral / sleeping in the clothes you love / its such a shame to see them burn

9- Sign of the Times - Harry Styles
Just stop your crying / its a sign of the times / welcome to the final show / hope youre wearing your best clothes

10- Green Light - Lorde
Well those rumours, they have big teeth / hope they bite you / thought you said that you would always be in love / but youre not in love no more

11- Something Just Like This - The Chainsmokers
Im not looking for somebody with some superhuman gifts / just something I can turn to / somebody I can kiss

12- Lust For Life - Lana del Rey + The Weeknd
They say only the good die young / that just aint right / cause we’re having too much fun / too much fun tonight

13- Daddy Issues - The Neighbourhood
I tried to write your name in the rain / but the rain never came / so I made with the sun / the shade, always come at the worst time

14- BITE - Troye Sivan
Kiss me on the mouth and set me free / But please dont bite

15- YOUTH - Troye Sivan
My youth is yours / a truth so loud you cant ignore
We’ve got no time for getting old / mortal body timeless souls

16- Forget - Marina and the Diamonds
Yeah I’ve been dancing with the devil / I love that he pretends to care / If Ill ever get to heaven / When a million dollars gets you there

17- Hard Times - Paramore
Gonna make you wonder why you even try / gonna take you down and laugh when you cry / and I still dont know how Ill even survive / i gotta get to rock bottom

omg this took a long time,, anything remotely emo is glitteriah’s fault, and anything remotely indie is aussie’s fault

Im tagging @glitteriah (for some mariah carey and emo shit, jk love u dahling) @in-order-in-a-black-hole (the king of indie music) annd @mariahcareyfan (even more mariah carey)
Please answer the tag or Ill hunt you down dahhlings :)
Fell free to tag some more people

anonymous asked:

I love Ryn so much, so maybe Pavellan where Ryn visits Tevinter for the first time.

Amid the fanfare – the parade and the speeches and the magical displays, Dorian managed to somehow squeeze his way to the former Inquisitor’s side, to grip him firmly along his upper arm and hiss through a gritted smile, “Amatus – this is certainly a surprise. What the everloving fuck do you think you are doing here?”

“Causing an international incident, one hopes,” Ryn answered, and shook him off to wave to the crowds. His cheeky smile made Dorian boil with the most peculiar combination of longing and rage. He wanted to kiss him. He wanted to throttle him.

Such was life, loving the vexing Dalish hunter.

Dorian opened his mouth to say something clever and witty and scathing, but before he could utter a word, someone jostled between them, and in no time at all he was at the back of the crowd, as far from Ryn Lavellan as he could be without actually being a part of the crowd.

Even with the Inquisition disbanded, Ryn’s unexpected and unannounced visit to Tevinter was a huge affair, and Tevinter scurried to welcome him as if he were the Divine himself. Dorian could see the other magisters jousting for position, and he worried. Just as the former Inquisitor still held some measure of power and influence, so to did he still have enemies.

It was late before Dorian was able to get near Ryn again. After the welcome banquet at the embassy and before the mage light show, he found himself grabbed and pulled into a quiet corner, the elf’s lips against his lips, his body against his body.

“This isn’t Skyhold, you know,” Dorian told him, scolding, despite the way his head swam with him. It was unbelievable, the way he felt in his arms. The smell of his hair, the taste of his lips.

Even with only one hand, Ryn’s fingers were quick and clever with the clasps and buckles on Dorian’s clothes.

“Then take me somewhere private,” Ryn told him. “So you can greet me properly.”

“I should be very cross with you,” Dorian told him later – spent, exhausted, happy. They had stumbled their way into a storage room filled with boxes and crates and furniture covered in dusty sheets. With Ryn in his arms, a creaky, ancient couch felt every bit as luxurious as an Orlesian feather mattress.

“I told you if I had word of one more assassination attempt, I would come here straightaway.”

“And do you think it’s safe for you to be here?”

“Not at all,” Ryn said. “But we made such a fuss getting here, someone would have to be a very great fool to try something.”

“Unfortunately, amatus, Tevinter has no shortage of very great fools.”

Ryn only smiled, and leaned down to kiss him again, slow, lingering. Dorian pushed the elf’s hair back from his face. He had cut it, but it was growing long again. Dorian liked the feel of it in his hands. He liked the way it fell, soft and gleaming, over his shoulders.

Kaffas,” Dorian cursed, softly. “I may have to steal you away myself.”

“I miss you, Dorian,” Ryn said, utterly serious. He pulled back when Dorian tried to kiss him again, and he began to pull his clothes back on.

“Sudden mood shift, amatus?”

Ryn gave an honest answer. “It’s getting to me,” he said, the first Dorian had ever heard him admit to such a thing. Ryn was brave, and hardworking, self-sacrificing, cheerful, and strong. He was not the sort of man to lay his burden on others’ shoulders. “Things are – everything is so hard, Dorian. Weren’t things supposed to get easier? I don’t know how much longer I - !” he cut himself off as Dorian sat up. He felt him shudder when he laid a hand against the small of his back.

“What are you saying?” Dorian asked. It felt like the world was falling away beneath him. He had never seen Ryn break before. “Do you want to – end things?” he tried to stop the words from coming out. He couldn’t.

“No,” Ryn said. The word was a rasp. Dorian slid his arms around the Inquisitor, showered his shoulders and the back of his neck with kisses. When Ryn bowed his head, he felt hot wet tears drip onto his forearm.

“I want to be selfish, Dorian,” Ryn confessed. “I want to be with you. All the time.”