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I’ve added some new stuff to my Redbubble shop!
sparkles and lace all over the place✨✨
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I can’t believe I just found out that the park Kuroo and Kenma always play volleyball at is literally called Kuroo Kenma Volleyball Court
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Sweet New Kicks
if you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to live in the midwest, this is it.
You missed some of the best ones
the best part about it is that the art installation isn’t actually called the Bean. It’s called Cloud Gate, and artist Anish Kapoor (yes, THAT Anish Kapoor) hates that we call it the Bean.
But i mean, look at it. It’s a bean.
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How could you forget this one though
I HAD NO FUCKING IDEA THAT THE BEAN WAS CREATED BY ANISH KAPOOR.
someone help me why is anish kapoor important what did he do?
Alright sit down for some Art World Drama bcause this is what I live for.
So, sometime last year (?) science invented Vantablack, which is the darkest possible shade of black. Art world got incredibly excited. But as it needs to be very carefully made in a lab, it’s hard to get a hold of, and is extremely expensive. Enter Anish Kapoor, aka FuckFace McGee. Anish Kapoor buys the rights to Vantablack. He is the only human being on the planet that can legally use it, and he’s kind of a prick about it.
Art world is not thrilled with that.
Enter Stuart Semple.
Stuart Semple is an artist, and also makes pigments to sell in his free time. Stuart Semple is astoundingly pissed about this Vantablack nonsense, and Anish Kapoor’s dickery. Stuart Semple makes a new pigment, the brightest shade of pink ever, called Pinkest Pink, and puts it for sale on the internet. To be bought by everybody except Anish Kapoor. Literally, to purchase, you need to confirm that you are not Anish Kapoor, do not associate with him, and will not sell or give the pigment to Anish Kapoor or his associates. Art world has a good laugh, everyone buys Pinkest Pink because it’s awesome, and damn it we deserve something.
Anish Kapoor however is a penis, and will not take this lying down, because HOW DARE he not have literally everything.
Anish Kapoor gets his London associates to buy him a thing of Pinkest Pink, and being such a classy human being, posts a picture to instagram of him with his middle finger covered in Pinkest Pink, captioned with “Up yours. #pink”
Everyone flips shit, because. Y’know. Fuck that guy. Especially Stuart Semple. For context here, Anish Kapoor is one of the richest artists on the planet, and has repeatedly been referred to as everything wrong with the art world, and the epitome of the art worlds elitism problem. He’s a giant douchebag. Meanwhile Stuart Semple makes pigments just to get them out there. He turns 0 profit from his now enourmously popular pigments.
Stuart Semple launches an investigation as to who the fuck leaked Pinkest Pink, and plans to strike back. He does so by releasing two new products. First is Diamond Dust, which is a glitter made from glass, so that a painting is still visible after it’s applied, but glitters like a mofo. It’s the most reflective glitter out there, and is available to everyone who isn’t Anish Kapoor. And it being made of glass, if you stick your finger in there, it’s going to hurt quite a bit, so that was Stuart Semple’s way of saying “shove your middle finger in this, asshole, see what happens”. Except without saying that, because he can get an insult across while still being fucking classy.
He also releases Black 2.0, created with the help of over a thousand artists worldwide.
Black 2.0 is the answer to Vantablack. Black 2.0 is a slightly less black black, but looks functionally the same to the human eye. It’s completely safe, smells like cherries, and costs four pounds. Vantablack is highly toxic, potentially explosive, needs to be applied in a special laboratory and sealed properly, can’t be moved across borders, can reach 300 degrees celsius if you’re not extremely careful, and costs thousands of dollars. Anish Kapoor is the only human being who can use Vantablack. He is the only human being who cannot use Black 2.0.
So I think we can guess who got the better deal.
And thus the feud ends, Kapoor defeated.
…But not quite.
Kapoor, in this entire afair, has made exactly two comments to the public. The first being his charming message about aquiring Pinkest Pink, the second being claiming to Buzzfeed that he and his small army of lawyers will be suing Semple, an extremely poor artist who cannot afford a lawyer.
No lawsuit has been made yet, fyi.
The point is, Kapoor is a prick, and doesn’t like talking to the lower classes. So one day in July 2017, he decides he needs another floor on his London studio apartment, and starts making arrangements to have it built. His neighbors are fucking pissed, because this will ruin the light of their apartments. They call to Semple to save them, or at the very least piss Kapoor off some more.
Semple answers to the call, and releases two new paints, Phaze and Shift, as always, banned to Kapoor. They change colours, Phaze with temperature, and Shift is just iridescent. Shift needs to be painted over Black 2.0 to work, and Phaze just works on its own.
So that’s been the art world for the last two years.
Basically, get fucked Anish Kapoor your bean sucks and so does your vantablack.
Stuart Semple is organising a bean-kissing event for Anish Kapoor’s birthday.
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ALSO HE JUST POSTED THIS!!!!!! LIGHTEST LIGHT!
I know this isn’t my art blog but this entire post gives me life
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im sorry is that man holding a real actual miniature star in his hands
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Y’all missed the best part about the lightest light, called aptly ‘Lit’. This is from their product page:
Two things:
1. “Anish Kapoor is however a penis” is the best line in this post.
2. I wish to be half as petty and half as awesome as Stuart Semple
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I hope Stuart Semple is making a lot of money. What a good person.
Go support him the paint’s are pretty cheap and you get the added bonus of being one of many to help piss off Anish Kapoor
He is my fucking role model for pettiness oh my god
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It got better! I’m also excited because he just released biodegradable glitter in non plastic containers! How amazing is that?! Stuart Semple, good guy for the planet and artists, fighter against the rich elite artist like asshole Kapoor.
An older project, but he also did this:
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I thought it was it was funny how Kageyama tried to block that ball in the first episode 😆
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Anonymous asked:
the love between the ocean and the moon if that's too vague?
The moon asked the sun, “What do you know of love?”
“It burns,” said the sun. “It brightens. It is something you make and then give away.”
“Don’t listen to him,” said the clouds. “This big ball of gas doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”
“Yes, I do,” said the sun. “Who but me makes the roses grow?”
“We do,” said the clouds. “Love nourishes, like the rain. We turn the hills green and fill the creeks so they will sing in their creekbeds.”
“Why do you ask?” said the sun.
“I think I might be in love,” said the moon. “I am trying to understand.”
So the moon went and looked at the deserts. They were dry and hot and empty. “See?” said the clouds. But the deserts were still beautiful.
And so the moon went and looked at the creeks in their beds, and they were cool and wet and full. And they were beautiful too.
“What do you think?” the moon asked the sky. “I want to know if I am in love.”
“Ask the earth,” said the sky, and so the moon asked the earth.
“The clouds cover me,” said the earth. “They make me bloom. The sun warms me. Without them I would be cold and dry.”
“You would be ugly without them. That is love?”
“I would be cold and dry,” said the earth, “but not ugly. You are cold and dry, my little one, and you are beautiful.”
“Not like you,” said the moon. “Not like the ocean.”
“No one is like me. No one is like you,” said the earth.
“I feel loveliest when she holds my light,” said the moon.
“Who is it that you love, my child? What kind of love do you wish?”
“Are there different kinds?” the moon asked.
“The sun warms me and pulls me in. The clouds cover me, when they remember. The sky turns every color for me. How do you and yours love?”
“We dance,” said the moon, and they knew she meant the ocean. “I push and she pulls. I rise and set, she rises and ebbs. She pushes, I pull. We go around and around and I watch her tides and I do not think I will ever tire of calling her beautiful. Is that love?”
“It is only your own reflection you see on the ocean’s surface,” scoffed the clouds. “It is like when the sun sets, and calls us beautiful, but it is only his own colors he loves.”
“I love her even when I shine no light,” said the moon. “Maybe I love her most then.”
“You only love her because she follows where you lead,” said the sun.
“It is a dance,” said the moon.
“It is self-centered,” said the clouds. “Bossy. Mean.”
“She is the heart of my orbit,” said the moon. “I will live my life by her until she is gas and I am dust and the universe is cold and dead.”
And the sun and the clouds were quiet and went away, and the stars came out from where they had been listening.
“Is this love?” said the moon.
“You are not asking the right people,” said the stars.
“I have asked the sun, who burns,” said the moon. “I have asked the clouds, who cover. I have asked the sky, who stays forever. I have asked the earth, who made me.”
“But have you asked the ocean, who loves you?” said the stars.
“Oh,” said the moon.
And so the moon went down to the ocean and asked, “Is this love?”
And the ocean said, “Yes.”
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Haikyuu!! Boys Reacting to Your Baby Bump
Request: Can you write about hq boys reacting to your baby bump when you’re pregnant?
Characters: Akaashi, Kageyama, Kuroo, Tsukishima, Semi, Iwaizumi, Ushijima, Kenma, Hinata, Oikawa, Bokuto
Warnings: Some post timeskip spoilers
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Akaashi Keiji loves reading to you and his growing child. The first time it happened was a complete accident: you enjoy hearing Keiji recite poems before heading to bed, and apparently so did your baby, their first kicks shocking you and Akaashi when he finished the poem. Every night, Akaashi narrates his favorite childhood stories featuring various and incredibly animated voices. Other times he lulls both of you to sleep with a sweet sonnet he wrote himself, expressing his excitement about you and the little person he can’t wait to meet. He especially relishes placing a gentle hand and tracing small circles on your bump while he reads, a big smile never leaving his face when he feels another kick in response to his soothing voice.
Kageyama Tobio once tried balancing a volleyball on your baby bump, and when it actually remained in place, it became part of his daily routine after coming home from practice or a game. At first you chided him for doing something so silly (does this man only think about volleyball?), but now you can’t help but laugh every time this happens. When the volleyball suddenly falls off your bump because one of the baby’s kicks was quite strong, Kageyama couldn’t stop shouting, “They’re already a genius setter!” He shares this information with his team. Every. Single. Day. No one has the heart to tell him that technically your baby’s kicks show more of their soccer skills than volleyball ones.
Kuroo Tetsurou likes talking to the baby bump non-stop. If he’s not telling his baby bad science jokes (he even pauses, as if waiting for a response, before continuing with the pun or knock-knock joke), then he’s asking the baby for advice on how to deal with your cravings and mood swings. Also, he can’t stop calling your baby Youth or Young one, which makes him sound like an 80-year-old. “Young one, your mother is cranky today. Should we get her pickle juice before she whacks my ‘rooster head’ again?” You whack his head anyways.
Tsukishima Kei constantly puts his headphones on your baby bump, making sure his child can listen to the greatest classics and possess an amazing taste in music prior to leaving the womb. He even has a system set in place to see if the child is receptive to a certain song or not. If there is at least one kick, the song is added to the “Playlist for Dino Egg.” If there’s no kick, he skips the song and immediately takes it off his Likes on Spotify (he can already tell that his kid would make for a great music critic).
Eita Semi often sings to your baby bump, hoping the lovely melody and the soft chords from his acoustic guitar reach the ears of his tiny child. Despite being a band musician, he is only a back-up vocalist and feels quite insecure about his singing abilities. But his initial nervousness is quickly dispelled as soon as you both see that the baby can’t stop kicking whenever he sings. Semi even writes a lullaby for your child, titled after their future name. His bandmates beg for him to include the song on their upcoming album because it’s a gem, but he simply shakes his head and says it’s only for his child’s ears to hear.
Iwaizumi Hajime can’t stop touching your baby bump, his large hands already guarding his child. You can’t help but tear up whenever you see a softer side to Iwaizumi as he whispers to his child on how excited he is to introduce them to the world and show them his favorite people, places, and food, and even to teach them sports. (“It doesn’t even have to be volleyball! And if you don’t want to play sports, that’s fine, too! Whatever you do, you’ll definitely be better at it than Shittykawa.”) He definitely has a picture of you cradling your baby bump in his wallet.
Ushijima Wakatoshi, being the secret farmer that he is, compares the baby’s size to a vegetable or fruit, still unable to fully process how quickly his child is growing. He even places said fruit or vegetable on your belly, as if the baby can see it with x-ray vision. “It is Week 20, you are a banana,” he’d assert, not even realizing that he accidentally called your baby a fruit. Your favorite week? “It is now Week 30, and you are as big as this cabbage I just harvested.”
Kenma Kozume likes to talk to your baby bump when he is stumped on a certain video game. Although his child can’t actually provide an answer or clues (and Kenma doesn’t allow you to speak on their behalf, or “You’ll interrupt our conversation.”), talking to his kid clears his head and suddenly he knows how to solve the game. Before departing to resume his playing, he thanks your baby for listening and softly kisses both you and your belly.
Hinata Shoyo always narrates every volleyball game he watches on TV to your baby bump (yet another man who can’t think anything beyond volleyball). However, you somewhat worry for your child considering that the baby only hears, “ZOOM! BOOM! SWOOSH!” instead of an actual commentary about the rally.
Oikawa Tooru has adopted several pet-names for your child as the baby bump continues to grow. At first he only called the baby “Alien Fetus” or “It,” to which you threw a volleyball at him every time he said those words (“OUCH–I only say it out of love, Y/N-chan!”). Now, he always coos at his baby with Spanish words he’s learned during his time in Argentina, such as “Mi principito/princesita (my little prince/princess),” “Mi corazoncito (my sweetheart),” and his favorite, “Mi tesorito (my little/sweet treasure).” You may be jealous–but only slightly jealous–that your child receives cuter nicknames from Oikawa than you do.
Bokuto Koutarou loves planting hundreds of kisses on your baby bump, even counting each one to teach his child, “How to count! He’ll be a math whiz like me.” (“Akaashi told me that you failed many of your math exams, though,” you supply, to which Bokuto exclaims, “AGAAASSHII! That was supposed to be a secret!”). Whenever he feels the baby kick, he lets out a, “Hey hey hey, lil’ one!” while his grin beams with so much pride.
More like International House of LIES!
I laughed way to hard at this
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god sakusa being 6’4 is making me irrationally horny.
like he’s a giant but he’s so pretty? his curly hair nd freckles on his face make my heart do funny things,
can u imagine him just standing next to u, a looming presence looking down @ u, face covered. his hand coming up to pull his face mask down slightly to give you a cute kiss on the forehead / top of ur head.
even tho he’s probably not that much into pda sometimes he just sees u and has a *need* to kiss u.
also when he’s fucking u he probably has to watch his limbs bc his legs nd arms r so long.
he’d be able to shift ur body how he wants to w ease too, like he if wants u on ur knees he doesn’t have to do much to flip u over, press his massive hand on ur back and push u down, pinning u how he wants u.
or if he wants u to ride him, he can just use his hands to cover ur sides and help u out bc his dick is long nd kinda intimidating, but out of the kindness of his heart he helps u bounce on it.
just, big tall man sakusa is making me go crazy <3