#Thank you work friend for reminding me about an older hyperfixation of mine

[canary-vhs]

... you said you like Sky too? outfit check?

This has been in my inbox for DAYS now, just so I could collect good data on what I wear for you Anon.

Excluding the bell cause it's new, this is the usual outfit. I do however have several other Canary variants that make regular appearances to switch it up.

For example: Jester! Featuring the crab pile!!

If I ever make any TRULY banger outfits, I'll throw them in a reblog to keep it all together :>>

[timelessbian]

feels like we’re going home

i started watching the owl house last week and the tl;dr is that i do not control the hyperfixation, so this happened. this takes place immediately following 1x13, so spoilers for that episode if you haven’t seen it yet.

also on ao3

It was strange, Eda thought as she flew towards Hexside. Luz had only been around for a few short weeks, but she had already become such a fixture in Eda’s life that Eda had spent most of the day pacing the house trying not to think about how Luz was doing at school while also trying to remember how exactly she had spent her time before all of this. Neither of those pursuits had been very successful, and she breathed a sigh of relief when it was finally time to pick up Luz.

Owlbert seemed to pick up on the change in her mood instantly, and he hooted as they neared the school.

“Shut it, you,” Eda snapped. “I’m not going soft, you’re going soft.” Owlbert didn’t respond, but Eda knew her palisman well enough to know that he wasn’t convinced.

She touched down at the edge of the courtyard, a good distance away from the gaggle of parents and witchlings. No matter what Bump had promised about keeping the eyes of the Emperor’s Coven off of her, she still wasn’t exactly eager to draw any attention to herself; especially not while Luz was so new.

It only took a few minutes before Eda spotted Luz chatting with the little Blight girl. When she saw Eda, though, her face lit up and she waved as she jogged over.

“So did you have a good…woah.” Eda trailed off as she took in the bright colors on Luz’s uniform that she was pretty sure hadn’t been there this morning. “Sweet mother of isles, what the heck did you get yourself into, kid?”

“Eda, you’re not going to believe the day I had!” Luz cried. “Principal Bump put me in the potions track, but I sort of accidentally did some oracle magic and I got put in detention, but then the inspector from the Emperor’s Coven turned out to be this giant snake monster and it was eating everyone’s magic, but we saved everyone and then Principal Bump decided the track rules were outdated, so I get to study in all the tracks now!”

Her entire speech was animated in classic Luz fashion, and Eda’s head was practically spinning trying to follow everything. “Okay, you’re going to have to walk me through that again just a little bit slower, I caught, like, none of that. Who’s eating magic monsters now?”

“Not important,” Luz said. “I mean, it was, and I’ll tell you about it all tonight, but hold on, I think Jerbo and Barcus already left, but I have another friend that I think would really love to meet you. I’ll be right back.” She dashed off across the courtyard before Eda had a chance to process her words.

“More friends?!”

As if on cue, King popped out of a nearby garbage can with a soft “Weh!” There were crumbs on his paws and something purple that looked like abomination goop saturating the end of the long red tie he almost certainly hadn’t been wearing that morning. “I know, right?” he said. “That kid could make friends in an empty box.”

Eda’s hands fell to her hips as she glared at the demon. “And just what have you been doing all day? I was looking for you at the house all afternoon. Or did you just forget that you’re supposed to be working for me?”

“Listen, sister, some of us have greater vocations in life than being a witch’s errand-demon. Mine is shaping the next generation of young minds, and I think that we teachers deserve a little more respect.”

“Forget I asked,” Eda said as she rolled her eyes. She caught sight of Luz coming back towards them, leading a pale girl with thorns around her brown ponytail and…was that a fish hook for an earring? Okay, maybe Eda was a little impressed.

Luz skidded to a stop, but the girl behind her had her eyes so firmly fixed on Eda that she nearly fell into Luz. She, too, was wearing a multicolored uniform, and there was an almost reverential look in her eyes that almost made Eda a little self-conscious. Almost.

“Eda, this is my new friend, Viney. Viney, meet Eda the Owl Lady,” Luz said proudly. “But you might know her better as—”

“Lord Calamity,” Viney breathed.

“Excuse me?” Eda glanced at Luz. “What’s going on here?”

“You created the Secret Room of Shortcuts!” Viney exclaimed. “Oh man, Jerbo’s never gonna believe this.”

“The room with all the doors?” Bits of memories started to appear in the back of Eda’s mind of slipping into secret passages to get out of trouble, eavesdropping on classes and conversations, meeting Lilith in between classes sometimes just to check in.  It was her grandest achievement by far, but one of the first to be forgotten almost as soon as she had dropped out. But this was hardly the time to unpack that, so she just smirked as she said, “We used to use that for all kinds of pranks back in the day. Bump still hasn’t found it yet?”

She noticed the glint in Luz’s eyes at the word ‘we.’ There were going to be a lot of questions later tonight, but after a day of silence broken only by Hooty, she’d take it.

Viney shook her head. “Nope. A couple of older kids showed us how to access the entrance in the detention room and we’ve been using it to study all kinds of magic all year. You’re basically our hero.”

“Happy to be of service,” Eda said. “I mean, it’s not exactly setting ghosts loose in a changing room or stealing teeth, but I’m glad it’s still getting put to good use.”

“Oh, there’s plenty of pranks too,” Viney said. “Your hexed graffiti is the coolest I’ve ever seen.”

“Ha! Use it well, kid,” Eda said. “And listen, I’m glad Bump is loosening up in his old age, but if you ever want to ditch this place, the Bad Girl Coven is always accepting applications.”

“Really?” Viney’s eyes grew wide and she looked from Eda to Luz and back again, but before she could reply, someone called her name from across the courtyard and Viney sighed. “That’s my mom. I have to go.” She turned to Eda and bowed her head. “It’s an honor to meet you, Lord Calamity. See you tomorrow, Luz!” She turned and waved as she ran off again.

“So…,” Eda said after a long moment. “I take it school wasn’t as horrible as you thought?”

“No, it was great! I mean, aside from the basilisk almost stealing everyone’s magic and destroying the school, but as long as that’s not a regular thing, I think I’ll like it at here.”

“How in the heck did you take down a bas—” Eda stopped herself. “You know what? Maybe that’s a conversation we can have later. I’m just glad you had a good time. Which reminds me…” She paused to dig around in her hair until she found what she was looking for. It was the same round badge she had offered Luz that morning, except it had been altered to read Not a Quitter Badge. “It’s not much, but…I’m proud of you, kid.”

Luz gasped as she took the badge. “¡Es asombrosa! I love it!” She threw her arms around Eda, and even though it caught Eda more than a little off guard, she found herself hugging Luz back. After a moment that was somehow both too long and too short for Eda’s liking, Luz stepped back and pinned the badge to the front of her uniform and puffed out her chest proudly. “What do you think?”

Eda could feel her heart swell at the sight and she really hoped that Luz couldn’t tell how choked up she was as she said, “It looks great. And it’s almost certainly against the dress code, so that’s a bonus.”

The next thing Eda knew, Luz's arms were around her waist and hugging her tightly. The more surprising part, though, was that Eda had been ready for it.“Thank you, Eda,” Luz said.

Eda waved her hand nonchalantly as they broke apart. “Don’t mention it,” she said. “Just promise me you’ll beat some of my sister’s illusion records and that’ll be thanks enough.”

Luz’s face turned stony serious in an instant and she gave Eda a mock salute. “I’ll do my best,” she said.

“That’s good enough for me,” Eda said with a smile. She ruffled Luz’s hair and then dipped her staff so that they could both get on. “Now hop on,” she said. “I’ve got dinner cooking back at the house and I left Hooty watching it, so we should probably go.” She paused and frowned as she scanned the courtyard. “King!”

King scampered away from some kid’s bag lunch that had been abandoned on the cobblestones, but not without swiping a stack of cookies and leaving a trail of crumbs behind him. He hopped into the hood of Luz’s cowl and made himself comfortable. “Ugh. Teaching is rewarding and all, but I could use a vacation.”

Luz giggled and Eda rolled her eyes as Owlbert spread his wings and they lifted into the late afternoon sky.

“So,” Eda said. “In just one day you managed to get branded as a delinquent, save the school from a demon, become the first student in Hexside history to study all nine tracks, and on top of it all, you managed to break Bump’s will which is the one thing I never accomplished in my time there. How are you going to top all of that tomorrow?”

“I’m sure I’ll figure something out,” Luz replied. She was quiet for a moment, but just as the Owl House came into view between the trees, she asked, “So who’s ‘we’?”

Eda tipped the staff downward before pulling up hard just short of the grass. “Whoops, turbulence, I can’t hear you!”

Luz yelped and then laughed as they sped towards the house, and Eda couldn’t help the smile that tugged at the corners of her lips as they touched down in front of a house that had only recently started to feel like a home with a kid who had quickly become a far bigger part of her life than Eda had ever imagined. Maybe she really was going soft after all. And maybe that wasn’t such a bad thing.

[creepygamerpasta]

Hello! A conversation with my mother the other day inspired me to write this post on some guidance for when your hobbies are not liked and may be actively disliked by someone you are close to. This post is for everyone <3

My mother hates video games.

(Okay, technically there are a few she finds entertaining to watch someone else play, but it’s a reaaalllly short list. She hates playing games herself. Even mobile games.)

I, however, inherited my father’s love for video games (more than him, I might even say) and absolutely LOVE all the parts that go into them. Everything from writing to coding and character design, tropes and gameplay itself… *chef’s kiss* I’m in no way an expert in any of these things, but I love hearing, reading, and otherwise experiencing all of it.

As you can probably tell, this strong Interest of mine could never make it on the list of The Interests for my mother, not even if we could make a top 1000 list for her. Hell, we could probably make a top million list, and video games would still be absent from it.

First thing to keep in mind (always keep this in mind): just because they don’t like the Thing, does not mean they hate you. People have different interests. I know, I know, it’s really hard because… how could someone I know and care about not like this Amazing Thing? But I promise that they don’t hate you just because they don’t like the Thing. They probably have their own Thing they like, and you might not even like it. But that’s okay.

Now, most people would probably tell you to avoid what the other person dislikes and stick to Things that both parties enjoy. This isn’t bad advice. My mother taught me how to crochet, and even though I’m most certainly a novice, she enjoys seeing what I make, and I enjoy making stuff. That’s an example of a Thing we both like and can talk about/interact over. We both like writing (she is able to actually do it way more than I am though haha), and we’ve been trying to look into submitting short children’s stories and poems for a magazine. Yet another Thing we can do together.

But sometimes, you just have to talk about or show the Thing. I get it.

Try to figure out exactly what they don’t like about the Thing.

I’ve found the best way to do this is to be direct. Go ahead and ask them point blank what they don’t like or why they don’t like your Thing. It’s a lot easier and faster that way. They may not give you a good answer at first (“because it’s stupid!”), but if you keep pursuing it, you’ll get a more informative answer. If they seem to get more distressed, saying things like, “I don’t want to talk about it,” or “I just don’t, okay?!” then, it’s probably time to back off. Sometimes people don’t like the Thing for a specific reason that is a really serious reason, and if that’s the case, you should back off.

This is a very non-serious version of why someone may not like your Thing, but let’s say that you loved baking lemon cake and always wanted to share with a friend. The last time they ate lemon cake, however, they threw up really badly and haven’t been able to have it since. This doesn’t mean that your lemon cake is bad, but they just can’t have lemon cake. It’s better to just not give them lemon cake.

Here’s an example of figuring out what someone doesn’t like about the Thing you like:

It could be as simple as this (TW SPIDERS): my mother thinks tarantulas are cute and adorable. She thinks they have the most beautiful blue eyes and are wonderful, shy little creatures (except the deadly ones of course, stay away from those). She would tell me about how she and her brother would let them run over their legs as children because they were numerous where they lived. Me? Hell to the eff NO. The only spiders I like are African Jumping spiders (think Lucas the Spider if you’ve seen those videos) which are tiny, harmless, and, most importantly, stay away from me. I’m not arachnophobic per se, but I do not like random spider pictures coming up on my dash on any platform, and if I saw a tarantula in real life, I would put as much distance between it and me. Even the ones in Animal Crossing freak me out because yes, spiders really are fast, and I don’t like that.

So clearly I don’t like seeing spiders. How could we ever bond over this? Now, when it comes to something that could be a phobia, yeah, you should avoid it if someone has asked you not to talk about it (my partner has actual arachnophobia, so we don’t talk about spiders unless I forget and have to be reminded). But you know what doesn’t freak me out? Sharing facts about spiders. My mom and I can fact share all about different animals, including spiders, and I won’t get freaked out. My issue with her Thing is the idea of seeing one or feeling one, but I can talk about them.

For the Thing in question (video games), my mom doesn’t like the pointlessness of them (gasp). She doesn’t like when you have to do a mindless task, and she doesn’t like it when video games eat up your time when you’re supposed to be doing stuff you promised you’d do or spend time with family, etc. I know exactly why she feels this way (let’s just say that when my father hyperfixates especially on video games, it gets really extreme and really detrimental).

After you figure out what they don’t like about your Thing, figure out what they may like.

Remember earlier when I said my mother likes writing? Well, that translates to video games! She may have zero interest in gameplay, but she does like funny, story-based or focused games. She could care less about the graphics, background of epic plots, or why it’s so cool that this particular Voice Actor is voicing this character, but she loves the “stupid” funny games because of their writing.

I do watch Markiplier videos in her presence (she likes his voice and narration skills - apparently, he reminds her of my brother?), and sometimes, she pays attention to them. Cue West of Loathing and Manual Samuel. Two games that have a lot to offer but are probably not considered “serious” games (I don’t like the idea of a serious vs. casual gamer or video games btw), and they are meant to be funny. She howled with laughter and would actually ask me to rewind parts she missed of the video.

My mind was blown. But… but she hates video games? But not all parts of video games.

So okay, she likes goofy games with funny writing. Seems like this could work. While she will be lost during most of my chatter about video games, she does like watching the games with me that are funny, so there’s a shared activity we can do.

And finally, empathy for the other person AND yourself.

I don’t mean to imply that you don’t have empathy. If you’ve read this far, it’s probably because you don’t want to hurt people or you want to understand why people don’t like your Thing.

Having empathy does not mean forcing yourself to like their Thing, and it doesn’t mean hating your own Thing. All it means is understanding that they do not like your Thing (or that you don’t like theirs) and that that is okay. If you’re ever unsure about if they are up to hearing or participating in your Thing, go ahead and ask! Here’s something you can try saying:

“Hey, do you mind if I talk to you about (Thing) for a bit?”

“Do you want to do (Thing) with me?”

My dear mother never revealed that she hates video games to me until I was older (at least middle school). She knew that I loved them, and that she would never feel the same way about them, but she didn’t want to crush my little dreams when I was a small child. I’ll forever be thankful, but if you really, really don’t like the Thing of another person, it’s better in the long run to let them know. I felt awful when I found out that all those years I had been talking about a Thing that she had zero interest in and actually disliked. As I’ve explained already in this post, we’ve since come to common likes within the Thing, but still.

But what I do admire about her in this case is the fact that she knows she will never love my Thing the way I live my Thing. She knows that she has zero interest and actually has animosity, but she isn’t a d!ck about it. And that’s what’s important.

And what’s also important is that I explain nicely and focus on the parts she likes when talking about video games.

And if you don’t want to hear about or do their Thing, here are some gentle but clear ways you can decline:

“I’m busy right now, but I would love to hear about (their Thing) later.” - only use this one if you actually do want to hear about it later!

“I’m not a huge fan of (specific part of Thing), but if you wanted to talk about (different part of Thing that you don’t mind/other Thing they really like), I’d love to hear all about it.”

And sometimes, you just really can not listen to the Thing ever because of serious reasons:

“I know you really like (Thing), but I really can’t stand it. I would still love to talk to you, but can we talk about (a different Thing they like/shared Thing)?”

“(Thing) really bothers me. I can’t talk about it, but why don’t we do (other Thing)?”

The important parts are to acknowledge that the other person loves Thing, even if you don’t. And they should treat your Thing with respect, too! They don’t have to like it, but they don’t have to slam it.

If you’re ever unsure of how to treat their Thing, go ahead and ask. This is a case where being clear and direct is definitely the best course of action!

And like I said at the very beginning, just because they don’t like your Thing does not mean they don’t like you.

[fedine]

Hey answer all of those

I told you guys it would happen! I’m putting it all under a cut.

moon: what is your astrological sign?

Virgo!

gingerbread: your moral alignment

I struggle with whether or not I’m ‘chaotic’ or ‘lawful’ a lot, so I usually just settle for ‘Neutral Good’

birdseed: family or friends?

Hmm, this is a tough one always, because I love both a lot, but sometimes when it comes down to it one group is going to be healthier than the other for me to be around at certain times.

sheets: your sexual orientation

Bisexual! I am polyamorous too, but I’m in a very very happy monogamous relationship, and I plan to keep it that way.

warm milk: when do you usually fall asleep?

Usually after 12 AM, and normally before 6 AM, but it depends on what the boyfriend and I watch on Netflix that night, since we’re doing that now, or how long we decide to role play for.

pot of honey: your gender identity

Oof, this is a really hard one for me, because I’ve been questioning stuff again. I normally fall into that “feminine” category, because that’s how I present, but I am really unsure of how I actually feel on that matter on a deeper level, you know?

snow: what is your favorite time of year and why?

Autumn-Winter... It’s not even Summer yet right now, and it was 100 degrees Fahrenheit outside today. That time of year just has my favorite days/holidays too! I’d say starting in September (mine and my boyfriend’s anniversary and my birthday) until probably February (Valentine’s Day)? I think that’s when all the fun stuff is!

yarn: what are your most enjoyable hobbies?

I love repainting/customizing dolls, and I would love to get back into it! I had plans to start a little Etsy shop and a YouTube channel for it, but things haven’t gone well for that lately, so I just play a lot of World of Warcraft! Currently, I have a goal to start dual/multiboxing two Mistweaver Monks, AND raid on them (without wiping the raid). It’s gonna be tough, I know, especially in a raiding environment, but I figure if someone can 20+ box a team of Paladins in Emerald Nightmare successfully, I can handle two healers.

bicycle: what are you talented at?

I’m pretty alright at art! I used to be a great jazz bassist, but I haven’t played in years at this point.

folktale: what stories remind you of your childhood?

I don’t really have many that do, if any at all, because I don’t remember a lot of my childhood.

woods: where do you feel at peace?

I feel really at peace in... Skyrim, of all games. Usually just wandering around, exploring out in the wilderness. It really is a beautiful game, landscape wise. I also really like this one spot in the Grizzly Hills/Howling Fjord in World of Warcraft, this tiny clearing in the mountains with a tree and a couple of shrubs where my boyfriend and I go to RP a couple of my personal favorite characters. It’s where they set up camp! I like it a lot! There’s a few other places like that in WoW that have huge sentimental value to me, but if I went over every single one I’d have a massive post here!

chicken feet: what is your emotional “flaw”?

Probably my hyper focusing tendencies that cause me to fixate so hard on one goal that I MUST see it through to the point of almost self destruction, or even worse, when I hyperfixate on too many things at once and it causes me to do that but faster.

red cheeks: what makes you nervous?

Oh jeez, asking stuff from my parents, or confronting them about stuff.

sunflower: what do you love and cherish?

Okay, this is going to sound so cheesy, but... Every single moment I spend with my boyfriend. We’ve spoken for well over 12 hours a day for almost every single say we’ve known each other, since we met formally in July of last year, but I have loved every single second. I really love my boyfriend, okay? Everyone knows.......

bells: what sounds are your favorite or calm you the most?

Oh, well, it’s in the title of this question! Brass and bronze bells are my favorite, especially the big ones!

turnip: what is a food you could eat everyday?

Spaghetti with meat in the sauce, be it meat balls or part of the sauce itself.

spit: do you get jealous easily?

Not really! I used to get more jealous about stuff, but I can’t really see myself in that position anymore, at least with like relationships.

mushroom: list unique things you like about yourself

Hmm, I gave this one some thought, but I really don’t think I have any individual traits that are “unique” because there are so many people in the world that probably display the exact same stuff like: ‘can draw well,’ or ‘can play bass nicely.’ It’s not individual unique traits that make someone unique because there really aren’t unique traits. It’s the combination of them that makes someone unique! Like bricks in a house! All of the bricks are the same, but the house isn’t.

cupboard: a good childhood memory

I remember fondly a time where I once spun a teacup ride on a carousel so fast once my younger sibling got sick. Wasn’t funny at the time but now that we’re like twelve or so years older it’s hilarious now.

eyebags: what do you think makes a person attractive?

U h... Well, I really like long, messy hair, and facial hair. Blue eyes, really tall... Accent....... Really sweet, kind of shy but gets louder and sillier when you get to know him.............

fallen log: something you’ve gotten over that you never thought you would

I honestly never thought I would get over this one relationship I had in 10th grade, but... I got over it... Boy did I get over it... And away from it... Thank Goodness....

dagger: your worst fear

Meeting someone specific from my past, probably.

whisper: do you have any secrets?

Just one really big one, really, but I’m slowly coming to terms with it.

wild boar: which person do you feel closest to?

My boyfriend! Though I also have two best friends, one of ten years, the other of two, and then my sibling is pretty close to me as well!

sweet: what candies or cakes are you fond of?

I love sour candies a lot, and vanilla cakes are my favorite! Ice cream cakes are amazing also.

footprints: do you remember your past lives?

I think I used to, if it’s a real thing that is. I’m still trying to figure that out about myself.

fur: name an animal you feel connected to

Oh man, there’s really so many, but I love dogs and cats, ravens and cockatoos, bees... The list continues.

vodka: do you drink?

Not at the moment, but I’m turning 21 in like 5 months.

sour cherry: an obscure tradition from your family?

We eat king crab around Christmas/New Years. Specifically king crab.

pine needles: what is your favorite scent?

For Valentine’s day, my boyfriend sent me his favorite jacket to wear, and I didn’t take it off for a while because it smelled like him, and I wanted to feel like he was there with me as much as I could. Gosh, I can’t wait to steal another jacket from him meet him for the first time.

heart-shaped: do you believe in love? are you in love?

YEAH, I REALLY DO, AND YEAH, I REALLY AM.

home: where do you dream of living?

Somewhere in California still, with guess-who living with me. I’d love it if my best friends could live nearby as well, but that’s unlikely. Still, it is a dream.

spice: list your favorite herbs

Oregano and Thyme, because I use them in my meatball recipe.

mud: something you’re insecure about but trying to love

My weight. Usually when I imagine what I look like to other people I don’t really imagine anything flattering or kind to myself, but I am trying to work through it. It’s something I kind of have to live with too, no matter what, since I haven’t been able to lose weight for a few years.

tobacco: do you have any addictions?

I play World of Warcraft non-stop for several hours on end every single day. I have been for over two years, which is the longest time in my life I have since I picked the game up ten years ago.

sock: how would you describe your clothing taste?

Expensive, and usually made for much thinner people. I really like the sweet lolita fashion style, but there are a few other styles I like. All still expensive though. Except for flannel + T-shirts. Those always look good together, and are pretty nice and casual enough for me.

cuckoo clock: are you a morning, a noon, or an evening person?

Evening! I usually wake up past noon, and it’s not until around three or four I get to talk to my boyfriend.

wooden fence: a favorite memory

When my boyfriend asked me out!!!! Gosh, I remember it so well. We were role playing together on those two particular characters probably for the... third? Fourth time ever? Well, he asked RIGHT before we were going to start, and all of the week before I kept getting nervous around him. I had decided I wasn’t going to pursue him (because... not going to lie, I thought he was gay for a while there) but every single time he addressed me in voice chat, ESPECIALLY when we were alone, I would tense up and ask myself, “Is he going to ask me out right now?” I had rehearsed what I wanted to say to him in the situation so that if/when it happened, I would be prepared, but I forgot how to talk when it actually happened! I even thought it wasn’t going to right then; it was the one time I thought he wasn’t going to ask. Well, I went silent a couple of seconds, hitting my push to talk button a few times while my mouth hung open. I did say yes though! Both times, because he asked again after I said yes the first time!