i truly believe that the Video Essay is the single greatest way of receiving information. someone who is really really into whatever theyre talking about getting to present it however they want with almost no audiovisual restrictions. what could be better.
listen don’t get me wrong i love articles as much as the next guy, catch me with my folder full of JSTOR pdfs but an academic article 1. has much more specific standards of structure and presentation 2. often is geared towards an audience with at least some baseline knowledge of the field they’re discussing, so there’s in general a much higher barrier of entry for engaging with them, meaning it’s a little bit less of a leisure activity and 3. this ones the most critical - i can’t read an article while i’m drawing
Merry Christmas from the Sakana discord fanserver!
We did a Secret Santa this Christmas and the giftee I got wanted TaiDai, but with a flipped trope where Taisei’s more flustered and Yuudai’s grumpy! Hope you like it, Sharkboy!!
when you are on the internet, and you happen upon a ship you did not previously know existed, and you think to yourself “lol why the hell would anyone ship that”, and you go into the ao3 tag for a laugh just to see what the fanfiction ecosystem is like for this absurd new rarepair you have discovered, and you see a fic and think without a trace of irony “hm i kind of wanna read that”. that is your last chance to get out. your make or break moment. you are icarus and your wings are starting to smoulder. you need to make a decision there and then about who you are, what kind of person you’re going to be. because once you click that link there’s no going back for you. and that is a promise.
that time zuko risked getting arrested by firebending in the middle of ba sing se just so he could light up a fountain to make some random girl happy but then when she tried to kiss him he held up a coupon on front of his face. like, he didn’t even want to kiss her, he just did that because he’s a compulsive people pleaser
H-hewwo mister obama. When I was dwowning you refuwsed to hewp me!! you told me to pewish!!! Not anymore, Mr Obama. You’re the one who feews the surface of the water lapping at you.
Inside this woom is a key. It is buried under the concrete floor. You have a swedgehammer. Howevew, this woom is awso slowwly fiwwing with water!
Wiw you find the strength to save youwsewf, Mr Obama? Or wiw you, as you put it, “pewish”?
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