black-umbrellas asked: Okay so here's my theory: I believe that Pink Diamond was actually the youngest (and possibly least experienced) Diamond. The Moon Base murals depict each Diamond with a variety and planets and moons, presumably those of their domain- Pink Diamond is depicted with only a single planet+moon, presumably Earth, and during the Zoo escapades a big deal was made in a few lines about how Earth "was *HER* planet". I believe that PD was finally "staking a claim" and asserting independence- disastrously.
Hi there! If your interested in reading my take on it, I wouldn’t lean towards infantilising PD, if only because we’ve been led to believe that the Diamonds governed as a unit. That this is how it’s “always been” because of their air of timelessness. Rather, there are likely logistical and economic reasons for her having her first colony much later than did the others as outlined in the post.
I do agree though that some disagreement took place among the Diamonds, but I don’t think the Diamonds directly contributed to her shattering because of it.
In light of recent events… sweet, sweet vindication~
There’s this video of a lil baby whale shark following scuba divers around because she thinks the bubbles emitted from their air tanks were plankton like I’m so proud of her.
Reblog if you’re proud of this beautiful baby
THERE SHE IS
this is one of the purest things ever captured on video.
v for vendetta is a film with a female protagonist that criticises capitalism, condemns pedophilia, encourages the viewers to question their governments, has a central plot about how LGBT people are condemned in right wing societies (more than three LGBT characters are in it) and was directed by a trans woman and her brother.
why has this become a fuckboy classic
because they mistake V for the protagonist and Evey as simply the viewpoint character, wilfully ignore the part of the plot about LGBT discrimination, and concentrate on how cool V is with his mask and his government-rebelling plots.
What I find interesting is that - V is actually, imo, coded as trans, especially in the original graphic novel. Alan Moore claims that clues to identity of V ‘are all there’, which implies it might be a named character. If it was one, the only person matching would be Valerie, the woman whose journals V gives to Evey. Everything would match - Valerie was an actress, which would fit with both costume and tastes of V, and also why said letter was so important - and really, how the hell an occupant of a high-security concentration camp under constant observation had ability to write a letter, and also how a letter written on toiler paper would survive all these years, and burning down of Larkhill camp. (answer - by being written AFTER all these events).
Except, V appears to be male. Everyone is using male pronouns for him, in the movie he speaks in a masculine voice, and in the novel we do see a panel of his silhouette naked in Larkhill, and he definitely has a masculine physique.
But, if Valerie becoming V was metaphor for transition, that’d make sense.
That’s in addition to well, the fact that a lot of trans men begin their self-discovery as butch lesbians? It’d sure fit.
Why do I believe that theory? In addition to whole LGBT themes thing, and the letter thing, there’s one more reason. Well, I think this was skimmed by in the movie, but in the novel, we get a pretty solid clue. See, in the movie, exact nature of experiments performed on Larkhill inmates is kept rather dubious if I recall - we know they gave V abilities slightly above normal humans, but that’s it.
But in the novel, it’s more specific. So, what is the field of experiments that are being performed Larkhill concentration camp that they needed human specimen?
Hormone research.
V got strength to throw off chains of opression and fight back and yadda yadda, became a character who ticks off literally every single checkbox on definition of a superhero, including superpowers…
By literal fucking hormone therapy.
Administered to him, ironically, by the very oppressors.
From what I’ve read of Alan Moore’s stories, he doesn’t leave details up to a chance. Everything has a reason, and everything is interconnected with each other. And this, this doesn’t look like a bit of dark irony Alan Moore would pass up, since he loves that shit.
So, those are my reasons for this particular interpretation.
While not space vessels by any conception, the miniaturization of the Diggs Coil permitted an anti-gravity field to be generated by successively lighter, cheaper, and smaller drives. With the Peace came the application of this technology to lighter vehicles, and the ubiquitous ‘jump truck’ became a common sight both here and on Mars. While too finicky for the general consumer market, they filled a valuable niche in the industrial and commercial sectors.
The narrow cab with the wide running boards we see here is some called the ‘Mars cab’ because of it being associated with accommodations for bulky partial pressure suits. These typically had heavier framed windows and thicker glass, as well as the dual-stick setup usually associated with military craft of the period.
I’m all for fantasy stories where supernatural characters protect their human friends, but does anyone else want some stories where the humans are the ones who are looking after their supernatural friends?
A human girl exchanging her silver engagement ring for a cheaper one after she realises why her werewolf friend has been refusing to high five her.
A group of humans throwing coats over their vampire friend because he forgot it was the Summer solstice and was caught out by the sunrise. Those same friends coming to visit him when he wakes up in the late afternoon, bringing him blood from the butcher’s and putting up with his whining about the nights being shorter.
A human hearing that someone stole their selkie friends pelt and coming over to her new “husband"s house immediately and threatening to punch his lights out unless he tells them where it is.
Humans petitioning the counsel to build a wooden climbing frame in the local playground because the old one has iron parts and their fairy friend’s kids can’t use it without burning themselves.
to people who can’t get their voice low enough
to people who can’t get their voice high enough
to people who can’t afford hrt
to people who don’t want hrt, but want the voice changes
to people who unconsciously raise or lower their voice in social situations and hate it
to people who will never have the voice they want
to people who feel like they’re not truly their gender because of their voice
you’re not alone, and your gender is still you. Transfeminine people with low voices are so amazing, transmasculine people with high voices are absolutely incredible, and all nonbinary people are simply magnificent
As artists, this post is irritating to me and my partner. We like requests (the worst we can do is say no!), we don’t care if you trace, repost, or edit our art (it’s really flattering, and a good way to learn!), and a reblog is MUCH better than a like because it means more people can see our work!
Don’t speak for everyone, and don’t act like there’s a consensus where there isn’t.
