He dared to fly high and beyond

With a will that burned hotter than the sun itself

Outstretched his hand

Just to feel a modicum of its light

Longing to possess its brilliance, power, legacy

Enveloped and overwhelmed

His wings of crystals cracked and he fell

Down into the heart of the sea

Just before the tides claimed him

From the skies, came down them

and reached a hand for his.

I'm bursting at the seams to talk about mike to anyone who will listen, but I feel exhausted just at the thought of explaining will

been listening to refaat alareer's lectures on poetry on the subway and it's brought me to tears several times. i want to transcribe them and compile a document of all of them as soon as possible.

corvin

[id: two digital drawings of corvus from the video game paladins. he is a pale-skinned young man wearing a red and black caped coat with the collar pulled up over his mouth, and has brown hair with a white streak. the first image is a portrait of him from the shoulders up alongside a full-body drawing. text beside it reads 'guy who really needs to stim but isnt letting himself so hes just standing about looking intensely uncomfortable'. the second image is a full-body drawing of him holding his pistol and knife in an action pose against a background of scenery from the game. overlayed text reads 'I'M JOINING THE WAR AGAINST AUTISM ON THE SIDE OF THE AUTISM'. end id. ]

sometimes you'll meet a person you've loved for so long, and then they will tell you they haven't felt the same about you. And you'll question them and gain so much clarity, that the love flies straight out of the window.

some people are meant to be lovers. some best friends. some good friends. some...just friends.

you think you were meant to be something more, but then you realise that you are only compatible in one way. there's nothing beyond that. and that's also not bad. it's not a downgrade, it's what's meant to be.

Vaati headcanons hmm?

How do you think he dances? Does he have two left feet or is he pretty decent? If the latter, what does he prefer?

Oh I like this one! Mainly because I have never thought about it in depths so this is the occasion.

I do not see him having any interest in learning how humans dance in Minish Cap, although he probably knows of some Minish celebration/traditional dances. I absolutely see Minishs enjoying dancing and playing music. I am thinking mainly of an Irish like musical culture for them. So by that logic… maybe Vaati being able to dance a jig is a thing. I don’t see him enjoying it though, because it would make him feel like a fool. I can imagine him as a Minish refusing to take part in any of these, or: he would at the beginning, then as his fascination for darkness in the hearts of men grows he would take himself too seriously to take part in any of these “silly activities”.

But afterwards? He has many centuries to learn many refined skills, and (human) dance would be one of them. I think that he would be pretty decent, after all he has to show off that he is worthy of court like settings for personal pride matters, also probably to impress the ladies. That is, if he can ever turn back into his human form after Minish Cap. And as such, the one dance I can really imagine him dancing and enjoying would be the waltz.

Thank you for your submission, it was very fun <3

The False Shepard, Here To Lead Our Lambs Astray

[ID: a digital drawing of an original, stylised Flatland character named Elizabeth.

Elizabeth is a vaguely humanoid character. She is depicted here with a seven-point star head with an eye in the centre, a clawed right hand and a left arm that is cut in half at the elbow - leading onto a white geometric hand. She has a broad chest that narrows into a thin torso. Her legs are cut out of frame - her body is only shown from the waist up.

She is stood in the centre with her arms held perpendicular to her body and the palms of her hands facing upwards. Over her right hand hovers a white crescent moon with a black earth shadow. Over her left hand hovers a black four-point star. She is smiling and staring slightly upwards. Her body is made up of black lines that get denser at the edges of her head, the bottom of her body and on her forearm.

The background is a stained glass window. There is a yellow and orange sun behind Elizabeth’s head with grey and pale blue glass around it, that fades to purple further down. Faint rays of light also shine out from the sun and into the corners of the canvas.

End ID.]

putting the background story and symbolism about this piece under the cut bc i feel like it really deserves an in-depth explanation

i can’t believe i’ve never properly discussed it before, but Liz’s main goal is to stop Chief turning out like his father.

after she tries and fails to kill their Chief Circle and instead kills his guard in Atlas’s defence (and i’ve decided that this is the incident where she loses her arm), she can’t risk taking any more blows like that. so instead of resorting to physical violence, she instead tries her hand at ‘positive manipulation’ to tear her problem from the root up.

she makes sure Chief has enough emotional ties to the lower classes (Atlas and Vance), irregulars (Ruth and Elijah) and lines (Liz, Ruth, Stella and Irene) for him to reconsider everything he’s been told about them. this is all to make sure that when Chief Sr. kicks the bucket they have a somewhat more progressive next-of-kin lined up to take his place. this works for her as Liz first meets Chief when he’s only about 15, so he’s still pretty young and an impressionable teenager.

but Chief Sr is still alive so boo. he has a strong grip on everything and has Chief Jr pinned under his thumb out of fear. while he doesn’t know about Stella, he does know that this ‘false shepard’ is up to something that involves his son. again, he still doesn’t know exactly who Liz is but he’s working on figuring it out.

so this image of Liz - a large, dark, looming, unnerving figure - is made to fit the circles’ depiction of her. how the next Chief Circle and his daughter are locked in her clawed grasp, and she smiles almost mockingly about it. her prosthetic is replaced by a white geometric hand and it sticks out like a sore thumb, as though it makes her ‘unhuman’ - but easily identifiable. her body is made up of a mass of lines, joined together in their force (danger !! women !!). the glass is only coloured around her head (the sun is the same as her colour palette when she’s not greyscale) and at her ‘feet’ (it’s more like the bottom of her torso but you know what i mean) which is mostly shaped with triangles - as if she’s breaking their world of grey out over the blood of the circles (again, i use purple as circle symbolism). the sun is rising in the sky, as the dawn of a new day and a new era begins.

essentially, she’s a revolutionary of the lower class, and a tyrant to the upper classes.

Not to start shit but there's no non-misogynistic explanation for hating Pattie or Jane

Asking Kuro Characters Their Pronouns

Ciel: Male.

Sebastian: Pronouns… such a human invention. However, since I am assuming the form of a human male, I suppose he/him is fine.

Alois: Any pronouns!

Claude: My master keeps asking me this and I don’t understand why.

Lizzie: She/her works for me!

Edward: My what???

Maurice: Of course you’d ask me that.

Finny: Whatever young master wants to call me, I’m fine with!

Mey-Rin: She/her, I also like they!

Baldroy: Uh… I guess he?

Grelle: She/her ! Please!

William: What.

Ronald: He/him, I didn’t even know what a pronoun was until last week.

Othello: He/they 👍

Undertaker: Tell me a joke and I’ll tell you *insert hyperealistic spinning skull gif*

Internet artists obsessed with drawing girls with huge tits and skinny waists, and those obsessed with drawing canon twinks with 12 packs rendered so unappealingly are 2 sides of the same coin and i gag at you all. Sorry. Do your thing tho! I guess. Well i cant stop anyone obvi

For something you may assume is universal and constant, light turns out to be a culturally mediated and often paradoxical phenomenon. Our ideas about it start 93 million miles away — eight minutes and 20 seconds as the photon flies — with our friend the sun. The sun is close to what physicists call an ideal Planckian blackbody radiator, delivering a smooth and broad electromagnetic spectrum from radio waves up through infrared, visible light, ultraviolet, and X-rays. A hot tungsten wire does the same, only with a much narrower range of output tilted toward the red and infrared. But here, unfortunately for the layperson, the terminology reaches a point that is profoundly counterintuitive. In physical light-emission terms, blue is a hotter temperature than red. The sun looks yellow up in the sky, but with a surface temperature of 5,772 degrees Kelvin, or about 10,000-degrees Fahrenheit, it has much more blue in it than an incandescent filament at 2,700 degrees Kelvin does. (A red-hot steel bar, in turn, would be somewhere down around 1,000 degrees Kelvin.) The higher the color temperature, the colder, in everyday speech, we say the light looks. “Warm” colors are the colors of the things humans experience as being warm. Obviously enough, through millennia of human existence, the point of reference for artificial illumination was firelight or lamplight. But they don’t burn at the same temperature as a star. If you bring a light source that is actually the color of the sun indoors, it stops looking golden and appears strikingly, severely blue. What to do about this fact is a debate that’s been unresolved for well over a century: Should the ideal artificial light approximate the sun, or should it approximate a flame?

Much has been said about Disney's The Great Mouse Detective and Atlantis but not enough talk about how Cagliostro-pilled they were when they made Tangled lol. zenigata ass horse

i blacked out and somehow this was sitting in my ibispaintx without further clarification

so unfortunately being one of those people who jumped into cookie run when the hype train happened back in late 2021 (and happened to never get off), the only experience I had with Ovenbreak was playing for a few months primarily during the ghost lesbians event because I got sick of the gatekeeping against Kingdom-only players and wanted in on the Ovenbreak action despite not liking the gameplay loop that much, then *that* happening which completely killed any chance of me getting back into Ovenbreak after the fashion event briefly sparked my interest again, and in general really not being willing to sift through 6+ years of cutscenes just to understand the stories of a couple characters who’ve crossed over to Kingdom the only details I actually have on Pitaya through what Kingdom has shown me is A. they talk a lot of shit, B. they fight for shits and giggles, C. they hate Cookies despite having the word ‘Cookie’ in the name (Black Pearl got a lot from them clearly), and D. they and Hollyberry have possibly the weirdest sexual tension I’ve ever seen in any piece of media ever and also they have a very thinly veiled abandonment complex regarding her 

thinking about retconning rhian’s backstory & making him like. a blacksmith’s apprentice instead of a mercenary. would make him killing a templar for kiernan much more compelling if he’d never picked up a sword with the intent of using it. being sent to the conclave with someone more important to the clan & being the one who survives to be the herald/inquisitor. & being forced to kill more people. being forced to pass judgement. & he’s So lawful but like. to his own esoteric moral code. thinking abt when hadrian snapped that guy’s neck in the holiday special. iykyk.

I love a good ship, and I can appreciate Fearne and Ashton as a dynamic. But, I will say I am a bit disappointed that Ashton would have a romantic arc in general. Like, seriously no hate to anyone and this is def nothing more than my opinion but I would've really enjoyed Ash as a character that wasn't ace or aro, but long-term monogamy is just not their thing yunno