Thinking About Robots Exchanging Parts As Intimacy.

Wander Over Yonder Mini Bible, Part 1. 

Got any SpongeBob AUs? What are they?

glad that you've asked, because i got quite a few ideas:

my main projects are a Spongehenge centered AU, and a Dying For Pie AU

from my choice of episodes, it's obvious they're all gonna be a little darker than what this heartwarming show is used to. i'm not too big on wholesome content, haha

but don't worry. i might break the depressing mood by joining the Tumblr culture and creating an Ask for each AU. i also have ideas for shorter stories that will follow SpongeBob's lighthearted silliness.

..probably.

i really hate posthumous statements that try to evaluate what kurt cobain would feel about what people do with his art, but i also can't fucking imagine anything kurt would hate more than ai. nothing is more of a bastardization of all he stood for than a machine taking his voice to try to replicate his art. he literally called pearl jam, an actual band made of real people, "fake music" (a statement i don't agree with, kurt could be a bitch at times) so imagine how he would feel about this shit. no ai will ever replicate kurt's voice, musical style, or lyricism in a way that matters. he's dead. grow up.

hey spongebob i think your green ghostly friend decided to join the team

watch out squidward

idea that was haunting me while i took a shower earlier (transcript & single image page under the cut)

(figured i'd split it up so it would load a little quicker and display a little sharper)

TRANSCRIPT:

{hater and peepers are in a time orbble, and hater is racing along at full speed while peepers, unable to keep up, whirls around the orbble, yelling, distraught, as he does.}

HATER: back to the present! back to the present!!

PEEPERS: WHOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAA!!!

{hater skids to a stop, and peepers is left to tumble until he loses his momentum.}

HATER: WAIT!! IS THAT...????

PEEPERS: WuoWoWOWwoOOough OOMPH!!

{hater presses his lack of a nose against the orbble's wall. beyond it, there's a stage, spewing smoke from machines into the crowd surrounding it. there's a banner hanging above it, reading "NOzN", stylized like the nine inch nails logo.}

HATER: IT IS!! IT'S...IT'S THE NINETY-OUNCE NIHILISTS POST-DEMOLITION GHOST-PLANET TOUR!!!

{hater continues to gush about the particular album he owns that contains the setlist they did for this particular tour, and says he knows all the words. peepers is picking himself up off the floor.}

PEEPERS: oogh...wh... that old band? hold on. when exactly did this tour happen?

HATER: oh, not too long ago. only a few...

(pause)

HATER:...hundred years ago

PEEPERS: because if ninety-ounce nihilists broke up in... wait. DID YOU SAY HUNDRED???

HATER, talking over peepers: SHH SHH SHUT UP PEEPERS, IT'S STARTING!

{focus turns to major threat on the stage, holding the microphone and introducing himself. to his left is somebody with a big hat and an equally big electric guitar.}

MAJOR THREAT: how's it going tonight? feeling doomed? well, get used to it!! we are NINETY-OUNCE NIHILISTS!!!

HATER, offscreen: hey, who's the guitarist?

PEEPERS, offscreen: i don't know, sir...

HATER: never seen him on the poster...

{the guitarist tilts his head up to reveal his identity... it's wander! wander in guyliner and a leather jacket!}

HATER: wait... NO!!!

PEEPERS: wait, WHAT??

{hater gapes down at the stage, croaking in shock and disgust. peepers looks down in shock.}

PEEPERS: wh- how- that can't be right!... that makes him how old??

{wander starts to play his guitar, major threat starts to sing.}

HATER: all this time. that filthy riff...i can't believe it...

PEEPERS: neither can i, sir...

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this is pretty silly and self indulgent but i finished it in such a short window of time i figure it mustve been a necessary assignment. here are a few songs they could be playing because i like nine inch nails and i like wander over yonder music

imagine if u will. two man gentleman band cover

"In bringing together Kurt Cobain's 'most poignant lyrics and journal fragments' to demonstrate the ways in which both writing and reading about melancholy can be life-affirming, Saint-Aubin has created a wonderful memorial not only to Cobain's troubled genius but especially to his profound humaneness."

Neil Nehring, author of Popular Music, Gender, and Postmodernism: Anger Is an Energy

The year 2019 marked the twenty-fifth anniversary of the death of Kurt Cobain, an artist whose music, words, and images continue to move millions of fans worldwide. As the first academic study that provides a literary analysis of Cobain's creative writings, Arthur Flannigan Saint-Aubin's The Pleasures of Death: Kurt Cobain's Masochistic and Melancholic Persona approaches the journals and songs crafted by Nirvana's iconic front man from the perspective of cultural theory and psychoanalytic aesthetics.

Saint-Aubin discusses Cobain's writings independently of the artist's biography, positioning these texts within the tradition of postmodern representations of masculinity in twentieth-century American fiction, while also suggesting connections to European Romantic traditions from the nineteenth century that postulate a relation between melancholy (or depression) and creativity. In turn, through Saint-Aubin's elegant analysis, Cobain's creative writings illuminate contradictions and inconsistencies within psychoanalytic theory itself concerning the intersection of masculin-ity, masochism, melancholy, and the death drive.

By foregrounding Cobain's ability to challenge coextensive links between gender, sexuality, and race, The Pleasures of Death reveals how the cultural politics and aesthetics of this tragic icon's works align with feminist strategies, invite queer readings, and perform antiracist critiques of American culture.

Arthur Flannigan Saint-Aubin is professor of French at Occidental College, where he teaches courses in Francophone literatures and seminars on the theory and practice of translation. His books include The Memoirs of Toussaint and Isaac Louverture:

Representing the Black Masculine Subject in Narratives of Mourning and Loss.

forgot to post a christmas special

stomach pains

how do y'all think wander and major threat met?

"i was dead before you were born," one of your most important people told you