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fanart rant
 A toast, to BROTHERS. ...ugh, posting the same doodle on another site shames me, but this is the only way to make sure that there is no discrimination, to say that this post was written objectively. this post is not a hate-anything post, but rather another one of my confused-so-much post, because this doodle is proof that i too draw fanart. it's the first one i've done in years- a proper one that is, not the sora orange waving bananas shite. ah sheesh, and the amount of inner fighting that went about just to get around drawing it is pathetically insane. not even cool insane, which makes it all the more sad. alright, let me get some groundwork first. loads of people watch anime/read manga, yes? and among the fans there are those who wish to reproduce their beloved characters/setting through various means; cosplay, fanart, rp, fanfics, what-have-you. cool and dandy, really, because it's a pretty lovely way to show your love for the stuff in my honest opinion, and man, some of them have colourful rainbow chocolate scented fairy sparkle talent flowing through them because the stuff they make is amazing. the things they touch becomes a great contribution to the fandom (a kingdom of fans so to speak; it's where fans share their fanstuffs and do their phemphem-ing ), yet still remain distinctively theirs. but remember we're talking about loads of people here and they're each different with unique tastes and individuality. sometimes their unique taste can be a bit... overbearing. doesn't help my case much that anime/manga offers a shitload of fanservice. either that or you can just throw in a sprinkle of over-imaginative phemphems and the perversion pretty much works its own way from there. the fan industry is what supports the anime/manga industry. young (or not so young) children clamour for the latest Naruto release just as much as the fujoshi wants her latest hertz issue, some want action, some want tragedy; it's a classic case of supply and demand. i don't know if this is just a trend but current shounen manga usually have romance in it as well action and destruction, hence making the story more appealing to a wider audience. but the authors have storyboard and group demographic to target at, and they can't possibly cater to the demands of all types of fan. this is where fan community come in handy. they each come together and satisfy each others' demands, fulfilling in requests of any kind. mostly, the perverted kind. i'm not going to pretend i'm a saint at this point of venture (some are pretty hot, even), but i hate it when the characters are mangled and twisted to perform unrealistic feats far beyond their natural perimeters just for the sake of lust. case in point; using your original character (that is in some way a representation of yourself) making out with a chaste shounen jump hero. or a teenage mutant ninja turtle for that matter. i mean it's just...how self-absorbed can you get? fanstuff isn't something that you can easily hide from. try google for a particular anime just to get its synopsis and it is highly likely that some fanstuff will jump at you. i usually sift my way through fanstuff carefully. very, carefully. bad fanarts (read: crappy pairings) are pretty easy to evade, although sometimes the art is just so goshdarn good that one can't help but feel the attraction. after the spell washes away and everything is torn down back to its original roots, i can't help but feel the biggest UGH for having momentarily supported such a ridiculous pairing. in the case of FMAs' Nightingale series however, it's pretty much a rinse and repeat process because the art is just so goshdarn gorgeous. that has always been a problem with me, the conflict of interest in the art and unmasked disdain for ooc fanstuff (and a tinge of perversion on my part? damn this phemphem heart of mine!). and now there's a One Piece fancomic by kyuugou (ninekoks circle) with Ace. it says here that there is no pairing, as it is mostly Ace-related stuff, but hoooooooow can i trust that phemphem heart not to 'accidentally' mix up a friendly brush to the shoulder with a silently burning flame of passion?.... haa....haa... i think i'm overthinking things. must be getting paranoid. in the end, fanstuffs mean a lot to the fandom. it can act as a kind of popularity gauge, it encourages strangers to get to know each other under a single common interest, it stimulates the imagination and gets creative juices to flow by borrowing a ready-made background story and developing the characters purely on your own interest. admittedly, that last bit of the final point there is the part that i'm having a problem with regading the entire fandom issue. but just as much as there are fanstuff suited to another phemphems' taste, there is sure to be some fanstuff that suits mine. or i can just ignore everything entirely and just stick to canon. Labels: ace, fanart, one piece, rants currently reading i am a cat
we all have dreams. not the inception kind, the future kind more like. dreams of travel, of unbridled passion, dreams of creation, of making music, making a difference; little dreams or big dreams, just...dreams.moving forward to make that dream a reality has got to be one of the most fulfilling sense of achievement imaginable. but lately, it's getting a little embarrassing to share dreams together with peers. not that the content of the imagination itself is anything to be shy about, but the conscious comparison one can't help but draw when one speaks dreams out loud. there are others who have managed to make their dreams come true, and there are others who simply have to make do with what they have. then there are those who rot away underneath, because their dreams grew too ripe with nary a hope of being plucked. i see that a lot with people around me. they grow old and burdened, sighing little voices of regret to themselves every now and then. they still brave on though, because life doesn't end when dreams die (rather, some people would say that children grow up when they stop dreaming...but what kind of twisted grown-up would that make?). they pass on their dreams to the young, and it is up to them what to do with it because they might have their own secret dream as well. my own personal dreams have been extremely varied. it ranged from owning a large private house to being a unicorn princess (cue condescending laughter) and such other fancies. now that i have grown older and am able to review my dreams more objectively, i say that i definitely want to learn more languages. there are thousands of spoken languages today, and imagine how many of those are written with some of the most exquisite use of phrase and cultural charm, and i'm clueless about it because i can't read the language! being bilingual in multi-cultural malaysia has lots of advantages, but it is also a sore reminder of what else i'm missing out on. there are certain things that can't be conveyed in a literary translation, not unless it ruins the flow of the story and the authors' style of writing, and i think it's a dreadful pity that intricate, hidden nuances such as these had to be destroyed in order to make the story more accessible to the general public. reason as to why al-Quran is kept in its original text, which makes arabic a top language to learn, besides japanese and german. mandarin isn't a bad choice either, what with the global economical trend leaning towards china. i am sad that i haven't utilised bahasa malaysia as well as i could have. it's a shame, actually. went to the UM library some time ago to borrow books, hoping to come across a. samad saids' famous salina, but they only had one copy of the book and it was all the way over at the cultural faculty. growing up with a limited selection of bahasa books was definitely a major factor that turned me to english. sastera is difficult to learn, and there wasn't any bahasa books geared for adventure and mysticism suited for younger children back then. i remember having to whet my appetite with mastika once usman awang proved to be too hard for me to grasp. nowadays, whenever i stroll to the bahasa section, it doesn't seem like the selection of choices have varied much. most are romance novels with flowery words and religious values interwoven into the story. the entire section gives of the general feeling that once you've read one, you've read them all. it's a good day
 Today is a great day for bawling. Watched Harry Potter DH: Part 2. The movie was alright overall, couldn't help but continuously draw comparisons between the book and the movie, leaving me feeling unsatisfied. But still, there were plenty of tear-jerker moments. There were quite a few people crying out loud in the theatre, and the guy next to me wiped his glasses a few times. Definitely trying to keep his macho. I was going to cry at the Weasley scene, but the cinema was too cold and I was spending too much energy just shivering and trying to keep warm. Hahaha...yeah. Deathly Hallows is definitely one of the better Harry Potter films. Anybody wanting a real good story should still read the book instead of the films though. Snape. Just ;___; His conversation with Dumbledore about Lily was ace. Beautifully written, and wonderfully executed. Not to mention Alan Rickman wears that black dress so well.  Then I read a USUK doujin; From the New World With Love. Good God. If there is ever an award for BL doujin, yumeuta definitely takes the cake! Historical references galore, detailed dialogue and heart-wrenching scenes! It's just, it's just ;______; It fits in with everything so well! ....okay, that was senseless fan ranting, and I'll probably forget about this wishy washy emotion soon but there's no time like the present, I say, and this doujin is awesome! Cried lots, released lots of endorphine! Today is a good day!  Can't wait for Ace. WAIT. Don't want to read Ace. Don't want to read Ace.
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