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strangenocturne · 6 months

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man this really feels like a checkbox being clicked.

twelve years ago I started a fan art of Alistair (when I had a big stupid crush on him at 19 lol) where he was flustered over… something I can’t remember lol, but I left the file untouched since then for whatever reason. I’ve been feeling Dragon Age-y lately and my drawing hiatus has mostly ended, so I felt it was my duty to return to this with 12 years of experience under my belt ♥️

at 31 y/o, here’s me (once again) shooting my shot with Alistair and him getting flustered about it lol

you can find the OG sketch here 🥰

#dragon age #dragon age origins #alistair theirin #redraw #procreate #procreate pocket #sorry for the long winded text post but that drawing was special to me y’know?#I’m honestly shocked that I managed this on a tiny iPhone screen without a pen #personal #fanart #my art

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angelbitezzz · 3 months

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Do either of you have a favorite joke?

Angel shifts in her seat and clears her throat, crossing her arms. Sans leans in a little bit, already focused.

There's a pause as Angel waits for the joke to sink in. Sans's face slowly brightens until his grin is stretched wide and genuine, a low, delighted laugh escaping him.

"which is surprising, given the fact that i'm a skeleton."

"Did you end up picking a favorite joke yet?"

"honestly, i can't even follow that up. you win this time."

"Yay!"

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caesarinsalata · 4 months

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A List of My Headcanons for Edward Elric: Full Throttle Edition!

What I mean by the subtitle, is what I think happened in the parts of the story, between, that weren't shown. Like what happened during their travels and locations they went too or things they did that are NOT in canon

Share your thoughts if you share any Headcanons with me or have any ideas to expand upon these, because I feel these are topics and ideas that are so interesting to ponder!

Onto the List!

(I'm adding a break cause this post is VERY wordy~)

The precursor to the rest to "set the scene":

HC 1 - Ed does NOT have a sexist or elitist bone in his little body!

This is something EVERYONE knows about him. Given the plethora of female role models in his entire life, he grows to respect and/or fear women. He treats everyone equally and bases his opinion on them based on their actions.

As well as despite having a fat pocket full of cash because of his status, it never goes to his head. He happily gives his money to those that help him. He sometimes uses his status to get what he wants, but not always for selfish reasons. It's usually to help his cause or someone else.

HC 2 - Edward wore Winry's clothes when he was hiding out in Resembool waiting for her and Al.

Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but these boys burned EVERYTHING they owned. Maybe except for what Ed carries with him in his trunk, whereever that thing may be on the regular basis no one knows. But! I'd like to believe that after the incident and the time skip, Ed most likely didn't have ANY of his original belongings, right? I mean yeah, he could go to fabric stores and transmute himself some stuff while passing towns. At the same time, he probably couldnt just walk into a store or town very often for fear of being recognized because of being a fugitive at the time. He could always have his big strong body guards go get him clothes, but they don't understand his style, so he wouldn't ask, right? Besides, what's the fun in that?

I believe, that while he was waiting in Resembool and Pinako told him to go take a shower, because imagine how dirty and stinky they'd be traveling in the forest and by night for days?? I feel she would've given him Winry's clothes, to change into.

And you can very well argue 'His clothes look like they're made for men. They aren't women's clothes. They aren't the same size and Eds grown, they wouldn't fit!' Ah! But what if, he just transmutes them to better fit his shoulder width and leg length?

That's what's fun about this thought, he could very well still have clothes at the Rockbells and just transmutes them bigger when they don't fit by combining fabrics. But if he did in fact burn everything he owned in the fire, he'd have to use something for material for clothes when he's under the radar.

But if he didn't wear Winry's clothes, what do you think he grabbed to transmute himself some clothes while down in Resembool? If he doesn't transmute himself clothes in hiding, then what if he uses Pinako's sons old clothes or old clothes from hohenheim? Pinako's bound to have clothes laying around her house from all the boys running around.

HC 3 - Ed PREFERS his hair up (braided or tied) over down.

Okay, so hear me out....if you put aside the fact that he obviously wears it tied back for convenience purposes because of being very mobile and active. BUT! At the same time when you think about when Ed comes back after the time skip and he reads the note of the description they're looking for: Red coat, blonde w/braid, and short. And he says: "Guess I'm stuck with this look for now..." It makes me think:

Obviously, he cares about his looks, right? Not in a selfish way, but he cares about his appearance and he feels confident in his old red and black attire with his signature braid. But he can't have that right now because he'd be easy to spot.

So, Ed's OKAY with his hair being down, but only if he's not doing anything. As soon as they get caught and he's carried to the car, he puts his hair up. It would just get in the way.

But like I said, I believe, he just prefers it being up, especially when he's doing something. In this instance, since he cant braid it, he just puts it in a ponytail.

Which this preference for his braid makes sense later when he's fighting Pride, cause it's in a braid again. So he obviously feels he looks better with the braid.

But when he changes it to a ponytail when he's older is probably just for mature reasons so he looks older. Plus he's letting it grow, so it's harder for him to braid when it's much longer than his shoulders, so I feel he's just like 'Fuck it, ponytail it is!'

Before this post gets too long, I'll stop here and maybe make continuations as I think of them. Feel free to expand upon these ideas or tell me your ideas! I love delving deeper into character personalities and properties they have.

#fma #fullmetal alchemist #fmab #fullmetal alchemist brotherhood #fma hc #fma headcanon #full throttle ed #edward elric #long post #long text post #text post #this post is long and winded #sorry #i love analyzing characters for these smaller hidden attributes that build their personality #or likes and dislikes #its fun to look a little deeper into characters in general

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minothtime · 5 months

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in my head Bucky and Steve knew they liked the other at like 16 but did nothing about it bc they were terrified of potential consequences from everyone involved and not involved except Steve was more "resigned acceptance of the impossible, life goes on" and Bucky was more "clinically insane yearning and pretending to like women so hard you get turned into the borough's resident casanova"

then in war Steve thought he'd try and be normal w Peggy (he liked her well enough!) while Bucky was in the background nursing the seventh whiskey that night sighing forlornly like "ah this is so unfair life is unfair but as long as everyone's happy I guess" w the commandos being like "man I'm sorry you like Carter so much :( also why isn't the alcohol affecting you"

Then Bucky dies then Steve dies because of grief then Captain America is found alive and he has to spend at least three years roaming around with little to no friends nobody except a girl he kissed once maybe and fuck else

Then the winter soldier appears and he's like "well. Shit" and Sam learns that jesus fucking christ this man is insane like holy shit and atp love is naught but the background noise for all the mess until wakanda

Then when Bucky wakes up he's like "ah that's right. I actually love this man" and Steve is all :( and overall not in a good place and I love ignoring canon post-2014 actually ignore everything after ca:tws

Anyways all this to say I think the most compelling pairing here is Steve after everything without the serum and Bucky metal arm long hair beard and smiles like it's in the marichat you get me? the way it's like the most like their true selves bc bucky buried his under tws and the casanova and Steve buried his under the shield and the beard and the sketchbooks so now they finally have a chance to be !!

#I'm not rereading this strean of consciousness ass text. POST #Stucky #steve rogers #bucky barnes #honestly a travesty there's only like three fics max talking about deserumed steve and metal arm bucky in canon. shame on everyone #i need to rant about them so bad is anyone open to a long-winded discussion on everything about them and their themes and motifs and and adn

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fur-claws-and-eyeballs · 7 months

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How do you think the Lost Boys would handle technology if they reach 2000s? Like cameras -- would they get caught sooner because of it? Or cellphones -- would they even have one? Would they even be able to use it/charge it if they did?

(Assuming that vampires in this universe specifically don't appear in mirrors or film because of silver being used in the production of both...)

I think, once the digital age is alive and well and suddenly they can appear on camera, it's going to be a love-hate relationship.

On one hand, Santa Carla has one hell of a security camera sabotage scheme going on. Every time a new camera is installed, its cord is either sliced clean through or the lens is spray-painted black, and no one is ever seen doing it! Eventually, the shopkeepers learn that outside cameras are just not viable in this town, so they leave the damaged ones up as deterrents for the tourists and only keep functioning ones pointed directly at their cashiers.

Cellphones, at least at first, are a novelty. The boys have telepathy, who needs a phone? But occasionally Paul and Marko get ahold of two phones and play around, calling each other back and forth, telling stupid jokes, or pretending to be important businessmen until the batteries run out and they toss them like trash.

When GPS gets introduced to cellphones, Max gets a little nervous about them. (He has always got the latest model, but only keeps it with him between work and home.) He worries that tracking the phones will make it easier for police to find bodies or evidence. So now the Boys are told, "No mucking around with cellphones, especially the ones you pick up off victims. In fact, destroy them immediately and toss them in the sea."

Now, I have no doubt that these rascals have Max-flavored Demand Avoidance, and suddenly cellphones are a forbidden fruit. David may insist on tossing victims' phones, but now Paul, Marko, and even Dwayne are lifting phones off people on the boardwalk.

The first time they realize they can order pizza delivery to just about anywhere is a revelation. They get a blood bag delivered, the pizza they ordered for free, any other pizza that may be in his car, and all the cash that he's received that night. Max loses his mind when he finds out.

But THEN, camera phones become widespread, and suddenly they can take photos and record videos of each other. Even David can't resist this. So there are photos of Paul jumping off cliffs, and Marko records the pigeons cooing and strutting and David is checking his hair, and there are photos of Dwayne modeling his new jacket...but they still don't have electricity, so eventually the phones die, but these they keep. Like an old archive, there's a cellphone graveyard in the cave that they can't really use, but can't bring themselves to get rid of. Maybe on occasion, they pull one or two out and find a public outlet in a diner or something to charge them. The service has long been canceled, so they can't call or text, but the photos are still there.

I remember back when I had an old Nokia phone, I had a bejeweled trial on it, but my parents didn't even pay for texts, much less games. So I just played that bejeweled trial over and over, anytime I got bored. I can see Dwayne or David fucking around on the games, even the trials when they're standing by their bikes, having a smoke, waiting for the other two to return.

The availability of porn steeply increases the local cellphone theft rates.

When MP3 players become widespread that's an entirely new revelation. Suddenly they don't need all these tapes and CDs, or this bulky CD player. It's just this neat little device that fits into their pockets. Suddenly the need to keep a device charged is stronger than their short attention spans. Sure they keep the boombox around for the cave, but the personal players are so useful. Now when David's in a mood and they can't use the stereo, they can go to their little corners and still jam. When someone is feeling broody, they can take their player and go for a walk (or a flight). This may prompt them to work out a generator setup with outlets in the cave. Or maybe they just include a stop by some public outlets in their nightly activities.

I don't think computers or laptops will really hold their interest too much. They may enjoy grabbing one at the library every now and then to look something up or add music to their players, but otherwise, that just seems like a waste of time. I think portability is the name of the game for their technology usage.

Kindles and eReaders though, I think that's going to be a hit with David and/or Dwayne. They keep books in the cave, they may even prefer to read physical books, but there's probably some difficulty keeping them from molding in the wet sea air and getting damaged from repeat readings. Plus the eReaders can fit just so many books into such a tiny space. (The image of David reading on a tablet in his wheelchair is just so vivid for me, rn.)

But also consider: some types of touch screens having difficulty picking up on their touch, lmao

#Oh wow this was kind of long winded #my bad yall #the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #headcanon #Ask Atama Anything #text post

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ixtaek · 2 months

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Crack theory I have no basis for:

The golden power and the Triforce are NOT the same thing.

“The Golden Power” is power from Hylia, and only descendants of the Royal Family can use it. We see it most clearly in Minish Cap and Breath of the Wild, and though the Triforce shows up on BotW Zelda’s hand, it’s implied the golden power is an inherent power to her that even her mother had. The brand on your hand only shows you’ve got sacred power, not necessarily from the golden three.

By contrast, the Triforce is power from the golden three. It’s not inherent, but earned by actions. You don’t have to explicitly seek it out—OoT Link got the Triforce of Courage because when it came time to dole it out, he had earned it. But seeking it does impact things, because the Triforce is a physical object that, for the most part, must be found by SOMEONE before anyone can use it. Hence why og Link can’t immediately use the Courage until game two: the Courage piece is physically missing. WW Link has to find it as well, while physically separating the pieces of the Wisdom is more than enough to keep it out of Ganondorf’s hands.

So what about Twilight Princess? In Twilight Princess, OoT Link went back in time and stopped Ganondorf before he ever got started. The Sacred Realm was never opened. The Triforce was still physically locked behind the Door of Time and a full dimension away and no one was trying to get it. Then the “divine prank” happens and Ganondorf (and unknowingly, Zelda and Link) get their pieces. Iirc, TP Link is all but stated to be the Hero of Time’s ancestor (by blood), so apparently that’s enough for him to get his piece pre-adventure. BUT. We see that Triforce pieces can protect you in your non-native realm, so a popular theory is that Zelda gave her Triforce of Wisdom to Midna as part of saving her. How then can Puppet Zelda still use light magic in her attacks? Simple! That’s Hylia’s golden power, which she has independent of the Triforce of Wisdom.

But BotW is in a weird mash-up timeline. Shouldn’t the Triforce be there? Maybe not! The one from TP faded from Ganon, and likely the others did as well, back in the sacred realm. The one from Wind Waker is at the bottom of the ocean. The one from the downfall timeline is either in the sacred realm (or propping up Hyrule and Lorule) or was stolen and corrupted by Ganon to form the dark world. Given the calamity and state of the Temple of Time, it’s possible they kinda forgot the Triforce was a thing, or knew about it but it was out of reach.

So that leaves us with golden power. Zelda can’t awaken her golden power by begging the golden three at the springs because it’s not FROM them. It’s from Zelda’s blood connection to Hylia. Even if she might have had access to the Triforce of Wisdom (and I find that debatable), the power comes from within her. From Hylia. From the connection between the descendant of Hylia’s incarnation and the bearer of the Hero’s Spirit.

Long story short: The golden power and Triforce are separate, only Zeldas can have the golden power, and the Triforce is missing sometimes because it’s literally out of reach.

#the legend of zelda #legend of zelda #but that’s just a theory #loz theory #long post #triforce #ocarina of time #twilight princess #wind waker #breath of the wild #just me theorizing all day in text form #loz zelda #loz link #for purposes of this post TotK doesn’t exist because I don’t wanna try to fit the Zonai in

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tameila · 1 year

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y’all wanna hear about my pikelan au where pike, keyleth, and vex own a bakery and, to celebrate their first big year, go on a girl’s trip to dalen’s closet or somewhere equally tropical. while hanging out at the resort’s lounge the first night, pike immediately strikes up a playful rapport with the lounge singer, scanlan. she spends every subsequent night staying up long after her friends have gone to sleep so that she can hang out with him after his sets. they get drinks and talk and walk along the moonlit beaches. probably go skinny dipping once or twice. it’s flirty. it’s playful. it’s very quickly something, but neither of them want to be the first to acknowledge it.

after all, what’s there to do?

swap numbers and socials and continue to play at something that can never really be anything when they’re oceans apart until it peters out and they’re both disappointed?

or, y’know...

it takes pike until the last day and numerous pep talks from her girls, but she gathers her courage and comes to scanlan with a proposition: one night, no regretting or lamenting, just enjoying that they even got this time together.

it’s magical, to say the least.

the next morning, scanlan wakes up alone, and he does his best to swallow his disappointment that she didn’t wake him to say goodbye. didn’t even leave a note. until, pike reappears in his room, still bare and beautiful, carrying a plate of toast and complaining about the lack of food in his apartment. she snuggles up in bed with him. she drapes her body all over his as if they’d done it for years. and scanlan knows he’s ruined. he’s fuckin’ gone for this woman. cupid’s arrow never felt more like a curse.

but, pike said no regrets and no laments, so he cobbles together a proper breakfast for her and enjoys the way she gleefully takes up space in his space and touches him as if he is and will always be hers. then, he delivers her to her friends at the airport and (painfully, regretfully, privately lamenting the whole damn time) lets her go.

pike is far more at peace with it.

or so she adamantly proclaims.

she humors her friend’s jokes about “her vacation boyfriend” and “tropical true love” and pretends that her new habit of daydreaming and wistful sighs as she stands behind the bakery counter is only a temporary side effect.

after all, what’s there to do?

they both agreed that it was better to have one perfect night than try to complicate it with logistics and expectations.

that was the right choice.

she made the right choice...right?

a couple months later, while in the bread aisle at the grocery store, who should she run into but scanlan fuckin’ shorthalt. her vacation boyfriend. her tropical true love. both of them reaching for the same loaf of bread. hands touching. gazes meeting.

her first reaction is anger. to jump to the conclusion that scanlan lied to her and led her on with some sob story about an estranged daughter so that she’d think he was a good guy and fall into bed with him.

it doesn’t help that, while staring at her, slack-jawed and wide-eyed, scanlan stutters out,”you said you were from westruun”.

when their arguing pulls a crowd, pike storms out of the store, and scanlan follows. with the initial shock gone, he explains that, not long after pike left, sybil got in contact with him and told him that -- fine, if he wants to be in kaylie’s life, he better come be in it and prove it. he’d thought about pike every day since that night. wanted to contact her as soon as he came to tal’dorei. but pike had told him that she was from westruun; she never told him that she lived in emon. so he figured that he would still be asking for long distance, still be putting too much pressure on something that pike had only wanted to be one night.

“i didn’t want one night!” pike snaps. “i thought that’s all we had! you made me believe that’s all we had!”

they stare at each other in tense, charged silence.

“can i take you out to dinner?” scanlan asks, breathlessly.

and, well, it’s a start.

[tldr; what if the pikelan slow burn but they already resolved the sexual tension so all that’s left are the messy, complicated feelings?]

#Critical Role #Pikelan #back at it again with my long-winded pikelan ideas #would you believe that this whole idea was inspired by that one text post #about that banana bread that the baker called 'better than sex'#until one day the name was changed to 'almost better than sex'#and op was like either the banana bread got worse or girlie got some good dick #and i saw that and went ''i can make this about pikelan''#and then i did in the most overly dramatic way possible #i also reblogged that post into my pikelan tag almost two years ago #in case you were wondering how long i've been sitting on this lil daydream material #at any given moment i am daydreaming up some windswept romcom pikelan idea #and that's all you need to know about me #pikelan au

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noxcaelestia · 7 months

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Advice question! I was thinking of getting some kind of poseable masculine figure for art reference and wondered if you had any advice on that? A lot of the ones I've seen have such big distorted joints (for example just a big orb where the elbow should be or a big gap in the torso). If half the anatomy isn't there, it feels kinda pointless to get, but I also know it would probably improve my figure-drawing skills to have at least something. Your advice would be really helpful!

Hey there! Thank you so much for asking!

I usually alternate between these two:

Figure Body Zero from VToys (left) and figma Male Archetype from Good Smile (right).

(The figma was a gift and I owned it for several years but they were both purchased on AmiAmi).

Both have their strengths and weaknesses. The Figure Body Zero figure shows more detail but poses stiffly.

The figma Male Archetype has more simplified details but poses more fluidly, (a notorious feature of many figma line figures in general).

They each come with additional parts like extra hands (but I misplaced the figma ones)

I also know from personal experience that it’s difficult to find the perfect posing figure. Figures like these tend to be limited, sell out quickly and may or may not have rereleases so they may be worth more than MSRP or difficult to find altogether after a while.

I settled on a combination I liked for a decent price (plus they’re portable) but I still supplement with resources from places such as Quickposes and Posemaniacs among others.

I hope I was able to help!

#text post #ask reply #long post #art resources #posable figures #I hope I said what I needed properly #I tend to get long winded nerding out over my interests #I’ve been avoiding social media lately so I forgot how to keep things concise

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sealingfan · 10 days

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A Pigeon Sat On A Branch Reflecting On Existence

There are three things with which this film hits you over the head in its opening sequence: it is about death, the tone is lighthearted if miserable, and the use of sound, color, and still shots foreshadow a meticulous and deliberate symbolism. I have loved film, art, and media for some time now and recently have begun regulating my consumption at a new film a day. This film has inspired me to document my thoughts.

We are introduced not to our protagonists, but to the film as a character with simple and otherwise mundane vignettes of people living in a world whose color seems to vary widely between shades of beige. The color (or lack thereof) and apparently deliberate set dressing immediately prepares us for contrast: children blowing bubbles and playing in colorful clothes, a mother's red leggings with her stroller in the park, a red-haired woman stealing a puff off her lover's cigarette, a young couple making love on the beach, dressed in red, soldiers going off to war, men dying in literal representations of corperate machines. It seems color exists only in the lives of people with drama, with emotion. The gray-and-beige world of bar scenes, of our protagonists' flophouse, of shops and even streets are devoid of intensity and are bathed in an omnipresent fluorescent office lighting.

Our protagonists are door-to-door novelty salesmen, whos self-described purpose is to help people laugh. The obvious irony being that they lack energy and their wares are not funny. They move like mobsters, threatening their clients who are behind on payments for rubber masks. In essence, they are sad, poor, and unexceptional.

As we watch Johnathan and Sam fail their way through town, their pitiable sales pitch in yet another bar is interrupted by the army of King Charles XII of Sweden evidently marching to fight the Russians in the Great Northern War. If we payed attention in AP Euro, we'd know the young and inexperienced King Charles would force each member of the anti-Swedish coalition into submission save Russia, and upon invading Moscow would suffer wounds resulting in his army's defeat. As the young king is escorted into the bland, beige-and-pea-green bar, we see intense and bright color in the navies and golds of the Swedish military uniforms. This, to me, cements the presence of color as a physical representation to contrast the pervasive ennui and boredom of the protagonists with their lot in life. We know these soldiers will return from war wounded and defeated, if they return at all, and yet they follow a cause, they are inspired, and they have decided upon a meaning in life, disagreeable and tragic though it may be. They march to war singing a song introduced in a particularly characterful bar scene about "Limping Lotta" and her tavern in Gothenburg, with the lyrics changed to fit Charles XII's ten thousand men. We see here that persistence remains the same even when the nature of the struggle changes.

We continue to loosely follow Jonathan and Sam as Jonathan begins to feel a sense of existential aimlessness. He is listening to a song on repeat late at night when Sam comes to talk to him, concerned for his wellbeing. The source of Jonathan's misery is a fear of meeting his parents again in heaven; he is afraid of dying, and maybe even having died so plainly, in a place so dingy, without having been colorful, as those three mundane deaths we see in the beginning, set to insistent, even petulant music. He wears one of the play masks they had been trying to sell perhaps in an attempt at coloring himself so to speak.

Sam, however sympathetic to his friend, is uninterested in this childishness. They have work to do and the people they report to are on their asses about their low sales records. They end up fighting and we see them part ways and make up. The friends are frustrated with their lot in life. They are uncertain of what to do. They are lost but they are friends. They have to keep living and they will do it side by side. Sam's apology to Jonathan is really touching. It is clear he isn't sure exactly what he's done wrong but he won't do it again. It is genuine and confused.

The next time we see Johnathan, he is recovering from a vision of black men and women and children being forced into a huge brass contraption which is then set alight. It begins spinning after a while and we see the name of Swedish multinational metals corporation Boliden. This long, agonizing shot ends when we flip to a window, out of which appear the cast of background characters, dressed up in black and ivory. This shot begins to bring together the themes of the film. The senses of meaninglessness and alienation begin to become attributable to bureaucracy and the complexity inherent in global forces - forces too large to observe with ripple effects too broad-ranging and complicated to wrap one's head around. Why do we march to war? For our king! Why do we drink? Because it makes me feel better. Why do we sell our novelties? Because we are told to. Why must we continue? Because we must. This scene has music that is somber and contemplative and new. It is not a callback or a reprise. Sam wants to get to work but Johnathan is full of turmoil. He asks thrice whether it is ok to use others for your own benefit to no answer.

The film ends at a bus stop as a man waiting for the bus is confused as to what day it is. His intuition failed him. It's an understated but fitting end. One can't expect satisfaction out of a film such as this.

Ultimately, the film is a depiction of the confusion innate in life as an individual in a society too vast to understand. Systems and machines overwhelm. One scene begins with the words homo-sapiens only to show us a monkey, wires sticking out of its brain, screaming, as a scientist ignores it entirely in the background, on a phone call. This is an obvious depiction of the film's perspective on the state of the individual human in a global world: buffeted by forces beyond understanding, suffering and unable to escape. A mind-numbing, boring, purposeless suffering envelopes contemporary society and salvation lies in ignorance and the simple joys of company. One may find it comforting that those with means still wear black even if they have slightly warmer lighting.

I am still contemplating the scene from which the film draws its title. As I understand it, children play a rather significant role in the symbol language of the film which I've yet to parse through entirely but I'm certain the three bots that read this will figure that out and tell me.

Anyhow,

I give Roy Andersson's "A Pigeon Sat on a Branch Reflecting on Existence" flaming Kafkaesque brazen bull turbine out of 5

#film #roy andersson #movie review #text heavy #long post #movies #cinema #cinephile #film review #long winded

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ahappydnp · 3 months

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Hello it is i the dnp blog anon from earlier anyway go follow @dnpcel it's been so long since I talked to ppl on the internet im very Aaaa

hiiii!!! eeeeekk welcome :3 one of us!!!

#eagerly awaiting your first long winded unhinged text post about dnp

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brokenyellowcrayons · 7 months

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I just want my life to feel the way "Liz On Top Of The World" from the Pride and Prejudice (2005) Motion Picture Soundtrack makes me feel

#is that too much to ask???#pride and prejudice #pride and predjudice 2005 #liz on top of the world #jean-yves thibaudet #knew what was up #i just want to be #lizzy bennet #on top of that cliff #with my dress and long coat being blown about in the wind #what are men to rocks and mountains #(or carriages that work)#personal #text post

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benechillax · 8 months

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i think i’m approaching terminal burnout

#can’t quit my job because I’m saddled with 100% of the payments on a $500k mortgage because my brother has been an unemployed neet for 9mos.#can’t take time off of work because there’s no one to cover for me and every day I’d take off just puts me one day (or more)on my work #And it’s work that requires me to stay on a strict schedule because that’s what’s required for nursing homesto continue operating in albert #I have no life outside of work #Don’t even have time to enjoy my acreage #Also was sick for 3 weeks in august and still had to work from home that entire time. No days off and no drop in productivity allowed #And I just constantly get shit on at work. No appreciation just getting criticized #and I have no life outside of work because I fucking work 6 days per week. And my friends are sick of hearing me bitch about it all #And my mom told me last week not to talk to her if I’m going to complain about how bad things are for me lol.#so I guess I’ll just write long winded text posts on tumblr.com and throw them into the void #lol #oh i forgot to mention that I’m also surrounded by I’ll demented and/or dying people on a daily basis so the job is extremely depressing

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izzy-b-hands · 5 months

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On a happier note, I am enjoying having to research baby milestones for the Midwifery Charge AU (fic and nostalgia rambles below the cut)

(which at this point, thanks to the help of a good friend, I've realised is best done as a collection of lil one shots from moments in it. I just. don't have the mental anything nor the organisation to do a multichap full fic rn. Y'all know I lose steam too easily on those and just don't do them as well as I do simple oneshots. I wrote a full original trilogy at age 10 and again at like age 21; I used all my 'full multichap project' juice too early in life AND both trilogies kind of sucked ass. RIP to them may their memory never find me again let alone be a blessing but I digress)

Bc it means I get to remember all the cute shit the cousins did when I was helping raise them and like. certain bits can be used for baby in the fic even!

Like how the oldest one learned to roll over from one direction, but then couldn't replicate it going the other way, and she would just. lose her shit wailing until someone rolled her over that way. Then she was good until oh fuck oh no, she rolled over right to left again and to her lil brain it was too different from rolling left to right, she's stuck forever oh g-oh hey someone rolled her back to her tummy. neat.

We never let her sit for more than a second or two stuck (mostly to try and encourage her to. ya know. Realise that she could in fact roll herself both ways and it would be fine. Took her time but she got there lol) and I'm just

Dying at the image of the crew so carefully taking turns watching Baby (who I'm gonna reveal bc I don't think I have yet? if i have ignore me lol, is named Basilica after Izzy's deadname (he gave her the name, there's an entire Thing abt it and little moments abt his journey as a trans man tucked into this au), going by Baz for short (thank u to the aforementioned good friend for this as a nickname for the full name, bc I was struggling to figure out how to shorten it and Baz is !!! perfect!!!) )

And she's been with them longer than expected. 4-6 months is the average that I've found for when babies learn to roll over, so maybe she's abt 5 months old at this point.

Doing tummy time with Fang and she does it! Right to left rolling over, absolutely perfect, stunning, no notes, they're gonna make her a medal but-

Oh no. She's gotta roll left to right now, and instead of rolling the other way she just panics and weeps and everyone on this ship is a big fuckin softy (i get it lol, I was with the cousins) so they keep rolling her over the other way to calm her.

Until they have a crew meeting and Jim mentions Nana telling them that sometimes, babies have to just. cry for a minute or two and learn how to do the thing. You can help, but first you have to let them try and encourage them to do it on their own. (they gloss over the fact that Jim also makes clear with this anecdote that Nana absolutely would have taught a baby how to throw a knife. And honestly, is she wrong for this? who can say, not me, but I like knives and think a baby with a knife is hilarious, so I'm biased. I'm never gonna have kids, don't worry lmao.)

Cut to everyone having tummy time while the ship is docked/anchored somewhere safeish (let's be real, for the Kraken crew, nowhere is really fully safe with all the raiding they've been doing. But Ed and Izzy and Fang all know the quieter spots other ppl have forgotten that they can rotate going to for moments like this)

In a circle, around Basilica on the blanket Frenchie designed and knit for her, while she whines and cries bc goddamn it, why is rolling the other direction so hard? So scary?

And they're all lowkey trying not to cry (Ed and Izzy the most out of all of them, for varying personal reasons that all ultimately culminate in a want for Basilica to have a better childhood than they did, including the little moments/early achievements like this) while babytalking like mad, trying to encourage her to roll the other way

It's just not happening, but juuuust as Izzy is abt to break and gently roll her over, a cannon booms in the distance

And if that adorable little shit doesn't roll left to right, then again, trying to lift her head up to see where the big noise came from. She's not even crying anymore, she's just curious!

Unfortunately, said cannon is a sign they need to head out, so they have to pick her up and get her settled in Ed's room(really Ed and Izzy's room, by this point. Are they back together in a healthy way? Not really, but they're Aware of their mutual issues and are just barely talking some of them through. or starting that process, at least) for her own safety and now she's crying bc she's so mad! She wanted to keep rolling over! She was literally on a roll, how fucking dare they pluck her off the floor so easily!!

Despite the potential incoming danger of another ship, everyone is giggling as they get the ship moving. I'm envisioning it like. U know when a baby is So Mad So Incensed, they're making those angry babbles that are loud enough to hear a room away? That sound is all they can hear aside from the waves and the far off cannon fire, and it's a mood lightener. Yeah, they might be about to fight for their lives, but listen to her! She's swearing! (I do absolutely have an idea for her first word being 'fuck' thanks to Izzy lmaooo)

And they're all as excited to escape not just for their lives, but so they can lay the blanket out again and have her show off her new skill. A little soft moment in between having to fight to save themselves or raiding for more loot (and baby gear/supplies, my god not a one of them ever thought they'd be threatening ppl for additional cloth diapers but. here they are lol.)

Anyway. Eventually I'm gonna get all the snippets posted up in an ao3 collection, including the few I've already posted here. When I get that started I'll drop a link, in the meantime I'm gonna see if I can get my brain to actually finish another oneshot for this au today lmao

#text post #long post #adding that tag to b safe bc i scrolled but have no concept of if this is too long or not so it probably is #i also need to start writing the sadder bits of this au that happen away from basilica/when she isn't in the room #maybe i should dip into those for today idk idk #i could also tackle the draft i have that starts with Izzy having his morning coffee and a convo with her #aka she babbles wildly and he nods and asks questions completely seriously #'i can see your point but do you really think you can keep a crew under control that way?' '*incomprehensible babbles*'#'of course that's your methodology I shouldn't question you.' and he sips his coffee and giggles while also lowkey hoping #that she won't wind up ever having to manage a crew. or if she does may she be many years older and able to keep herself safe #bc Izzy's fear then is that he and ed and everyone might already be dead and gone and yes she'll be an adult but. he worries anyway #i should be writing instead of tagging all this brain baby cmon and let me actually write today i am BEGGING

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un-pearable · 1 year

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#i keep putting rbs in there ‘bc i mean to say something in the tags i just don’t have time rn’#and then just cramming EVERYTHING in there bc i dont have time to sit down and get everything tagged right #and then i overthink it and here i am with a weeks worth of stuff in there.#anyway long winded explanation for why i only ever post stuff in big ol batches these days i am Bad At This #text✨#AND I CANT EVEN PUT THEM IN MY QUEUE. BC I *ALSO HAVE A QUEUE* THAT POSTS ONCE A DAY FOR ART STUFF I DONT WANT RB RIGHT AWAY. BROKENASS BLOG

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wri0thesley · 1 year

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for what it’s worth re: my poll, i probably read both equally with the caveat that i ignore unsourced fanart banners, fics that are entirely in lower case, or fics that are entirely in small text (a little small text for warnings/authors notes are fine). the first one is a moral thing and the others are a personal preference thing for my own ease of reading!

I don’t like the expectation of branding and formatting personally; it makes me feel like a Content Creator (tm) and not a Writer and a Fan. I’ve seen people write advice lists for starting writing blogs and include ‘make sure you have a brand and a good aesthetic for posting fic!’ before any advice actually about writing. that leaves a weird taste in my mouth. but i also want people to actually read the things i post and not just skip over them, hence me making the poll in the first place! (also genuine curiosity tbh!).

#nat.txt #I used to post some fics in all small text b.#bc I felt super intimidated when I first joined jjk fandom about how Seriously people took aesthetics #that didn’t feel like a thing when I was just writing for jojo #all my jojo fics are like. text only.#but when I joined jjk collabs and banners and formatting and stuff suddenly were very prominent #you can always tell what are actually my fics and what are long winded thirsts n concepts #by whether they’re capitalised or all in lower case sggsfhdg

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zukos-tiny-burnt-ear · 1 year

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Alright! Another warriors au scene redraw. This is Aang's introduction in the first episode. My sister thought I should make him a sphinx cat (which is fair but I just really didn't want to draw a naked cat with tattoos). But I already had something in mind. For Airclan cats, once they master Airbending, they are presented to Spiritclan (this au's equivalent to Starclan), and given their warrior name, as well as an arrow-shaped marking on their forehead, signifying Spiritclan's blessing and acknowledgement that they've become full warriors

(Please do not repost without permission. Reblogs are appreciated)

#atla #avatar the last airbender #warrior cats #atla warriors au #my art #aang #katara #sokka #sorry the post got a little long-winded lol #oh and ill be doing alt text later for this

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