#apologies for taking so long again..

[inviebelles]

If you are okay and have free time to,

Could you draw Lennox 🐑🗝 !

Thank you!🍀

leno!! 🐑✨

[caligvlasaqvarivm]

Do you think if the trolls all came back, like everything in the main comic did happen and they were alive again. Do you think Feferi would actually forgive Eridan? Or want to even be his friend after everything? I don't personally like the erisol and fefertasprite interaction…felt rushed…..so I just wanted to know your opinion if things were different! :)

Yeah, I think they would be! Feferi is one of the trolls who takes dying the least badly (relentless optimism) and Eridan does genuinely feel bad, which means a lot when it's Eridan. I think she really is genuine when she says she wants them to be friends and also that she's really not the type of person to hold a grudge, and like... death is SUPER cheap in Homestuck, it's really not the horrific, irredeemable, irreperable damage that it is IRL - and if you're talking about (Feferi) and (Eridan), then they're both dead (and irrelevent) now, so the score is kind of even.

In general, the fandom - I mean, people in general, really - tend to have difficulty divorcing themselves from other people. We tend to assume that the people and characters they like will hold similar opinions to themselves. This is how people who like Karkat and don't like Eridan can mentally gloss over or even block out their clear, close friendship, or how people who dislike Cronus can end up overlooking that Meenah actually takes his opinion seriously and unironically defends his wizard thing. Feferi really isn't mad at Eridan or upset about dying the way we probably would be, because she's friends with the horrorterrors, relentlessly cheerful, comfortable with death in general, and death is also just not really that big of a deal in this setting. "I'm really sorry about that, that was shitty of me" is honestly probably all the apology she needs, especially if they came back to life anyway.

[tyungelic]

you're struggling to zip up the back of your dress so your boyfriend taehyun comes to your rescue. he steps behind you and places his strong hand on the small of your back, the warmth of his fingers grazing your bare back before you feel the zipper slowly slide closed until it reaches the top. taehyun brushes your hair over your shoulder and presses a kiss to the back of your neck, he wraps his arms around your waist and you stay like that for a moment, reveling in each other's warmth

[javierduffy]

I have been having... a very bad day. Any spare fluffy headcanons for the boys? (and maybe some nsfw ones if you're up to it-)

ohh no my dear helena !!! its unfortunate that you’re having a rough day today :( remember that everything is temporary and that this day, like every other hard day before (and all following after), will pass in its own time.

i can absolutely spare some fluff ! that’s all i’ve got !

• javier goes to bed at about the same time that kieran is waking up every morning, right before dawn, and it’s a common occurrence that he will forget to untie his hair before laying down for bed, especially after a long night of guard duty. kieran will notice every time, and knows himself how easily long hair can get matted, so he will beckon javier over so that he can untie his bow. usually, he’ll also take the time to run his fingers through javier’s hair to detangle it as well, so that he’s even less likely to wake up to knots. javier adores it, teetering with the weight of his head and leaning hard into kieran’s legs on each side of his shoulders- sometimes kieran will even indulge himself in giving javier a head massage. javier never sleeps better, and coincidentally, he began forgetting to take his hair down a lot more after moving out to clemen’s point ….

• javier snuck kieran his first bowl of pearson’s stew after ‘making a social call’. john kicked kieran off his horse at the entrance of camp and javier watched as the latter dredged himself through the brush to what would become his usual resting place behind the rock by the horses. he looked miserable, dead on his feet, and javier knew by then he’d been weeks without a meal. he was a dirty, disloyal, unholy traitor of an o’driscoll, but something about his sunken eyes, the shake in his hand as he lit his first cigarette as a free man again- likely to quell off the hunger- it urged javier to act in a way that he’d never felt before. javier could kill a man in cold blood easier than he could stand to watch fear starve a man even after his hands are free to reach for the bowl. the study for learned helplessness in psychology will come years later, but javier understands himself now through watching kieran’s instinctual desire to survive be beat out of him by the gang javier dedicates his life to. with a healthy amount of spite to himself, he scoops a heaping amount of fresh stew into the cleanest bowl he can find, and sets out to add a fresh layer of flesh to kieran’s prominent bones.

• following this, cooking for kieran is one of javier’s favourite things to do when they get together. javier will cook for him traditional mexican dishes from home (as best he can. both with his limited skills and also with his limited accessibility to the proper ingredients. (probably for the best that he can’t get authentic chili peppers from home and has to use a less spicy chili native to this northern climate. kieran does okay with spice but it isn’t in his genetics to truly have a high tolerance.)) and not only will it be an unknown love language from javier, to feed kieran and make sure he is full, but it will also be a love language from kieran, to let javi share a piece of home with him.

• ^ also applies to modern au javieran ! javier loves cooking, and especially for kieran. they would cook together, but kieran struggles to cook with other people in the room, and javier gets so absorbed in it that he’d likely be running into kieran or otherwise being unhelpful in aiding in making sure the dish is being cooked correctly because he’s too Locked In to guide kieran LOL but they’re more happy to simply keep each other company, anyway. kieran on the counter/table/floor, watching javier sing and dance to the music he’s blasting from their speaker. cue dancing in the kitchen when the love songs come on (here’s a good one (rip javier escuella you would have loved dannylux)). the parallel play and quality time with these two is off the charts

• come mid/late clemens point, the way javieran make most of their money for the camp is by going on days-long fishing dates, laughing and laying close to one another in the grass under a tree on the riverbank in the shroud of darkness. they come back to camp flushed as all get out but with stacks of cash in their hands wadded up so thick no one dares to ask where it came from. kieran will get excited at even the smallest of fish, perking up and sharing/asking javier for tidbits on the species. they never miss a bite, either. one time one of the bells on their bobber rods rang once and they both broke out of a very hot and heavy make-out sesh so fast that javier tripped on kieran and nearly broke both of their wrists. they laughed so hard about it, javier was certain that by the time he arrived to his rod, the fish had already successfully ripped the bait off of his hook. he reeled in a boot, at the end of it all. he never lives it down.

• kieran is ambidextrous, and javier is fascinated by it. javier stumbled upon kieran writing on one rare occasion, and noticed immediately that he was writing with his left. “left handed, huh ?” kieran cocks his head at him in thought. javier wonders why on earth he would have to stop and think about a question like that. “uhh, not really ?” well, now javier is simply confused. “right, then ? is something wrong with your dominant hand ?” “um … no, that’s not it either …” and at this point, javier is demanding kieran explain what the hell he’s talking about, and why he’s pulling a prank on him. cue kieran explaining and javier making him do all kinds of silly “tests” like writing, shooting, playing guitar (as if kieran is going to any better with either when neither of them can do it right to begin with) because he finds it so cool.

• modern au kieran gets overstimulated incredibly easily, so he’s got a pair of noise canceling over-ear headphones that he often wears to dampen sensory input and ground himself when there’s a lot going on. when it’s cleaning day, generally no matter what he’s doing, he HAS to wear his headphones. javier is left to dodge him the same way he has to dodge the cats when they’re weaving in and out of between his feet. it also leaves him to dance to his own tunes when kieran suddenly swoops or sways or dips him to the music only he can hear- though just as often, javier will catch kieran dancing by himself and he will simply be unable not to join him, even though he can’t hear what it is he’s dancing to. as overwhelming as they can be, cleaning days for javieran somehow always end up feeling more like a date than anything.

• on a similar note, kieran also wears his headphones to bed, and listens to asmr/white noise to sleep. the pressure helps him feel safe, and the silence of a room makes him anxious. he also has a terrible bedhead and rbf in the morning. both of these things javier finds incredibly charming, and if he ever does wake up when/before kieran does (incredibly rare), this is his pov (right before he tries to kiss kieran’s face off and gets shoved away with a sleepy giggle that only bolsters his aggression);

nsfw under the cut !

and how could i resist a chance to finally talk about this ;3€ ?? i’ll try to keep them fluffy !

(context, i hc both of them as tguys usually (though im content with writing javier as amab too), with both of them being absolute, unabashed switches. they have little preferences anywhere in terms of bottoming/topping, though kieran has a preference for subbing, and javier has no qualms with domming more frequently.)

• as much raunchy, animalistic sex that javieran have, they have double as much slow, loving, tender sex. and most times between, they’re having raunchy, loving, animalistic sex.

• javi loves to turn kieran’s brain off, he loves more than anything to make kieran feel so overwhelmingly pleasured that he forgets everything that ever has, ever could, or ever will happen to him. nothing gets javier off quite like seeing the face of bliss kieran makes when all he can think about is javier’s mouth/hands/cock working overtime just to make him feel good.

• both of them i think are quite vocal when they’re able to be, and kieran tends to be vocal whether he’s supposed to be or not. both of them often dissolve into whimpers and “i love you”s and praise like “you feel/sound/taste so good” by the end. their love for each other has a carnal grasp on every aspect of their sex lives as well <3 so they’re always speaking so sweetly to each other, even if the way they growl it seems violent

• javier LOVES love bites. he loves to mark kieran up and he especially loves to bite and lick and suck on his neck, not only because of the primal aspect of his jugular being so close (as well as the warmth of his pulse thrumming against his mouth), but also because it arouses kieran to the point of making him shiver nearly every time. javier has permission to bite him hard, but it’s pretty rare that he ever does, and it’s only late into their relationship does javier feel like it will be more pleasure for him than it would just be pain. sometimes he can’t help it though, he’ll get so worked up that he just latches on and the way that kieran tightens around him is mind-numbing.

• unironically i think kieran is a GREAT soft dom, and that is something that javier generally had never experienced prior to getting with kieran. javi thinks it’s hot to be man-handled and roughed up, and kieran can do his very best (despite the constant guilt and fear) if javier is really feeling it, but where he really excels is soft domming. once the nerves melt off, he’s so gentle with javier that it makes the latter’s skin hot all over. constantly praising him, cooing at him, asking him nicely, rewarding him for good behavior, all the while touching him oh-so-gently, it all makes javier feel so awkward but so, so good. kieran makes him feel so loved and worshipped that the world in which he has anything to question simply just fades away, and all he has to think about is doing what meager tasks kieran asks of him.

• they find so much peace in each other’s bodies. in every rib and wrinkle and sunspot, these two will spend hours simply exploring and enjoying the body of the other in whatever the closest form of “privacy” they can manage to acquire. turns out, kieran has sunspots all over him. turns out, javier has a keloid scar on the back of his bicep. turns out, kieran has a mole on his scalp right where his part is (this is canon btw i saw it once when i was studying him in photo mode like a specimen in a petri dish), and javier has back dimples, and kieran’s ribs stutter and dance beautifully when he laughs, and the flex of javier’s thighs warps his skin like a marble statue. javier escuella and kieran duffy love like artists, and they spend hours just learning and looking and studying each other, like a painter with his muse, like a writer with his words, like the last things they want to see while they’re dying are all the hours they spent learning the beauty of the other.

i could honestly come up with more but it would never leave my drafts, so i hope u like these that i came up with as quick as i could :’) ! i hope you’re feeling better and have gotten some good rest !! thank you for the ask !!!!!

[lillybearrie]

Hello I would like to remind everyone that the first (technically second if you wanna get really technical but who cares) thing we heard from fable was

"Release Me,

You are free of Enderian, now focus on purpose"

Directed at Icarus

"Now focus on your purpose"????? WHAT HAPPENED TO "HI" "HELLO" "HOW ARE YOU MY SON"

BECAUSE NEWSFLASH SIR THAT'S NOT HOW YOU TALK TO YOUR FUCKING CHILD

THEY AREN'T A FUCKING ROBOT TO TAKE AND CARRY OUT YOUR ORDERS THAT'S YOUR GODDAMN KID!

PEOPLE TREATED SEVEN WITH MORE FAMIARITY AND RESPECT

no offense to seven great guy rip man BUT STILL

Anyway on to actual analysis

After reading this note, several deductions can be made about our antagonist's character right off the bat, which in season 3 we see to be accurate assumptions

First of all the sending of the note "release me" constantly at the beginning of every reset presumably for the past several ones gives us a base line of a few things A) whoever wrote it is trapped B) they really want out C) whomever was to recive the note presumably can help with this D) this person is either very angry and resorting to formal wording as a form of passive aggression or they are simply a very formal person Had this not been the case they would have written "let me out" or "get me out" or even "help me"

Now for the post-corruption portion

"You are free of Enderian"

1) this person knows Enderian 2) This person knows at least of Icarus 3) They intentionally have been sending these to Icarus 4) despite being trapped they have some way to know what is going on 5) their particular view of Enderian is not favorable it's not overtly antagonistic however this is the one part of the not that can be read as at least partially sympathetic to Icarus

Finally "Now focus on your purpose"

1) they don't see Icarus as anything but a means to an end 2) tone wise it feels like both the chastisement of a child and an order to an unthinking being 3) "your purpose" seemingly refers to the prior statement of "release me" either implying that the writer believes Icarus is only here to get them out of wherever they are or that Icarus's sole purpose in life is to aid and assist them and 4) the use of "now" after the previous statement implies they view the corruption arc as simply something that was inhibiting the progression of them being let out

First off once again SIR THAT IS YOUR CHILD YOU MOTHERFUCKER-

In conclusion deductions that can be made from this note with the knowledge that i now hold are as follows: Fable wanted out of purgatory, they issued Icarus with the fulfillment of this task and saw the corruption arc as merely a speed bump on the road of getting his ass outta there. Fable is a pretentious douchebag. Like everyone else in his life Fable is constantly using his own son as a means to achieving his end goal.

Other notes:

Had Fable's motivations not been his underlying obsession with keeping what he believes is "his" even when it disrupts and disregards the rules of the universe and the sanctity of life he likely wouldn't have given 2 shits about Icarus.

If we view Fable's interactions with others through the lense of him thinking of those of the overworld as "his" his people his creations his world then it starts to become clearer that he only sees individuals as tools and for their potential usefulness to him. And if we want to take this view even further we could even say that he at least on some level viewed Alerion giving a place for his deceased mortals to restate something akin to how a child views their sibling stealing a toy from their room, which then implies that the war of the gods is just a big temper tantrum where Fable hurt his brother then his other siblings stepped in and went "hey woah man not cool you can hit Al dude he is literally just playing the game" to which Fable's response was to hurt them as well and now he's just got out of timeout and basically started blaming his parents for everything wrong in his life which is so silly goofy of him until you remember that these were people he was upset about his brother "stealing" from him and it becomes less silly goofy.

"But Lilly!" I hear you say because you've totally read this far, mhm definitely "If he doesn't actually care about the dead people, then why does he act nice? Why is his charisma stat so high?" Well to that I say is it easier to keep someone in one spot when you make them believe this is where they wanna be or when they know the whole truth?

[valdotpng]

[lelanida]

The Vault of Knowledge has always been different from other realms.

Starting from the elder, finishing with the landscape. Lamed can be condemned for many of her actions. This old lady has made countless mistakes along with everyone else, but when you stand in the shadow of her tower, you forgive her everything. The building in front of you is so majestic. Everyone wanted to get there.

The rest of the elders were raised by their realms. But Lamed is unique in that she brought up her realm on her own. It wasn't that she didn't want to share the land with her brother Tsadi, but rather she just needed space to develop. They were too different. Tsadi was an down-to-earth, progmatic being. And Lamed's gaze was always directed beyond the horizon. She was created to study. The cold thirst for knowledge lay in her very depths, in the core laid down by the Megabird. And Lamed faithfully performed her function until the very end. She was created for this purpose.

No one had questioned the gods before her. After all, their entire strength was based on people's faith. Elder Lamed was the first to begin a focused study of Limbo and its inhabitants. Thanks to her, we still have records of the rituals of the days of bloom, color and fortune. Don't get me wrong, she didn't do it out of respect for the pantheon, but for the sake of preserving history. Maybe Alef is destined to destroy them, or maybe he's doing it for his own benefit. In any case, Lamed will be here to witness and register it.

You know her tale, and it has a sad ending. Elder Lamed made a terrible mistake that she still regrets. She was a coward. Accustomed to hiding behind others, in the face of danger, she ran away, abandoning those she called family. An act unworthy of an elder. An act not worthy of anyone who has honor. Lamed is really sorry, but she doesn't know how she can redeem herself. For this reason, she locked herself away from everyone. It will be easier for her to find words of apology when she is completely alone.

Is she completely alone?

This was something Elder Lamed had never encountered. A creature that literally appeared out of thin air, had been sneaking right under her nose for years. Invisible and unnoticed, woven of purple light. Over the years of monotheism, people have forgotten that they can create gods.

It's called Essentia.

An amazing, inexplicable creation. The greatest thing that ever came out of the pen of Elder Lamed. Is it even a thing? Lamed doesn't even know. And the Essentia doesn't know. And even the Megabird herself, whose gaze rarely falls on the Wasteland, is unlikely to find an answer. Perhaps the answer to this mysterious creature lies where it has not been looked at for many years. Where the pantheon used to be.

But is it possible to create a god out of nothing? Out of magic and pure faith. Was Lamed really so lonely that she created a companion for herself? Was her pain so intense that it gave birth to a new mind? Well, this has to be studied.

And if there's one thing Elder Lamed is good at, it's studying.

[spade-the-space-witch]

greetings Blood Meridian tumblr,, at least one person was interested in seeing my OC and i decided to draw her out.

so here’s Sanna. (temporary place holder name)

i made her for an almost au, almost fan made prequel idea i had. inspired by the early explorations of the Arctic where it goes wrong and the men become stuck in the ice during a particular harsh Winter and Judge Holden is a part of the group. (this takes place sometime during either the early 1800s or late 1700s, before Blood Meridian)

he later reveals to one of the men, one of the only ones remaining, that the only reason he even went on the voyage was to capture a native woman who has apparently been ‘causing’ other explorers to become stuck and also thriving in the Arctic environment. Judge Holden wants to capture her and ‘study’ why she’s able to thrive while they’re humiliated by the environment. turns out she’s the embodiment of nature and the wilderness and the needle fingered cold and the human made cruelty of nature, who could’ve known??

and to make up for the fact this is tagged with the main tag and only features an oc and not a canon character, i’ll make up for by sharing the time i got paranoid over Judge Holden late at night under the cut. enjoy!!!!

[kismetconstellations]

@sockdooe I first encountered this supposed explanation in the comments section of a fanfiction, so it is to be taken with a grain of salt, but I read that Shiro's design was primarily based on what the showrunners thought "looked cool". This includes the prosthetic grafted onto his person by his captors, the scar across his face, and the shock of white fringe in his otherwise naturally dark hair. And, I won't lie, his design serves its purpose. Shiro immediately draws the eye, and not just because of his usual placement front and center in the standard team line up.

It's reasonable for the sort of space soldier, G.I. Joe type of character the staff intended Shiro to be to have these sorts of physical characteristics.

It's also completely reasonable in a Sci-Fi/Action show for a villain as menacing and ruthless as Sendak to have a similarly distinct, eye-catching design. Such features as a sinister, gleaming, red bionic eye, and massive prosthetic arm powered by a core of glowing, magical electric energy pulsing in a line from shoulder to forearm stand out, are easily memorable, and make him instantly recognizable as a really Bad Guy.

The idea of Shiro being a sort of "light, heroic mirror" to Sendak, which the show introduced and continued to attempt to enforce all the way up to Sendak's death, sits incredibly uneasily with me, however. As I've made explicit several times, before.

Content Warning for discussion of sexual assault/rape.

We're shown the recurrent imagery of Sendak looming over and behind an incapacitated Shiro.

Shiro's instinctive response to seeing Sendak heading toward him is to back away out of fear before steeling himself and resolving to fight, if only to protect the Castle and an unconscious Lance.

The very first thing that Shiro says to Sendak is, "You're not getting in", to which Sendak replies, "Yes. I am".

Coran suggests that the Galra might keep him and Hunk as, "some sort of creepy pet to play with how they please", in an appeal to Shay and Rax for assistance concealing their presence on the Balmera.

There's genuine contempt in Shiro's voice when he asks Sendak, "What do you want?", prior to his torture at Sendak's hands.

Sendak delivers a stomach-churning gloating little speech after torturing Shiro via electric shock.

And, Rolo refers to Sendak as a, "real nasty bugger", a term that has an exceptionally crude colloquial meaning.

Now, maybe I'm a cynical weirdo who is reading far too deeply into this, and connecting dots that aren't there. But...

Shiro bears a much stronger resemblance to Berserk's Guts than the Takashi Shirogane from the original Go Lion! that he's named after. Guts is a famous survivor of childhood sexual abuse, having been sold by his adoptive father and purchased for use as a sex slave by an ugly hulking pederast.

There were obvious Neon Genesis Evangelion fans working on this show, and Rei Ayanami, the character that Shiro's story seems to reference with the sheer excess of clones created using his DNA, is also a victim of sexual abuse.

(There's even, arguably, influence taken from The Legend of the Blue Wolves, a relatively obscure yaoi OVA largely set at a military facility which trains soldiers and pilots for combat missions in deep space. It features an extended scene with a virtual flight simulator, and one of the two male leads is-- wouldn't you know it? Raped by an ugly hulking monster.)

Correlation does not imply causation, and perhaps the similarities are entirely superficial, and we're not meant to think too hard about them.

Yet, with the amount of scrutiny that a series as utterly wholesome and innocuous as Bluey is constantly under, I cannot buy for a minute that a series Netflix gave a TV Y7 rating to didn't undergo some level of screening to ensure that its content was appropriate for the intended child audience. Someone had to have asked the staff if bugger was the term they meant to use, aware of the disturbing, far less than child-friendly implications, and was met with a resounding confirmation.

Beyond that, extended proximity to even an imprisoned and inanimate Sendak sends Shiro spiraling into a psychological break down.

Shiro's intensely traumatic experiences in captivity, which his brain seems to have largely repressed in order to protect him ("It's all a blur.") would, by themselves, be enough to convince him that he's been broken and reshaped into something monstrous. His bodily autonomy was, unquestionably, brutally violated, and his innately altruistic, self-sacrificing nature was violently challenged when he was forced to kill or be killed for his captors' entertainment. His right arm was taken from him and replaced with a weapon, and he has the blood of who knows just how many innocents on his hands. He was, indeed, broken down in an attempt to reform him into the Galra Empire's "greatest weapon", and likely very much wars with himself over what he had to do to ensure his own survival, believing himself to be a monster.

What really stands out to me, though, is that this intense, primal terror and the accompanying feelings of "brokenness" and "monstrousness" only surface around Sendak. Despite also being associated with and direct causes of his trauma, neither Haggar nor Zarkon rattle Shiro to his core the way Sendak does.

Neither of them are insistent on drilling into Shiro's head how "broken" he supposedly is, as Sendak is shown doing over and over again. Including taunting Shiro over the non-consensual modifications to his body.

Harboring a deep sense of shame, and viewing themselves as something dirty, ugly, disgusting, broken, or even monstrous is an experience common among survivors of sexual abuse.

Having Shiro's physical condition repeatedly mirror his personal tormentor's would be sick and twisted enough.

Adding the context of rape or sexual abuse to Shiro's torment makes the creative decision to intentionally model his arm after his abuser's outright sadistic.

No one deserves to have a constant physical reminder of their abuser and rapist permanently attached to their person. And, attempting to paint Shiro as a "heroic mirror" to Sendak fails entirely when Shiro doesn't so much as get to best Sendak in combat once.

All of the points you've raised about the function and structure of prosthetics are amazing, informative, and highly appreciated. (The comment about Shiro's abominable floating arm looking like it wouldn't be able to support the weight of a grocery bag makes me laugh.) Sadly, there's a faction of the fanbase who are all too quick to fetishize that arm, like everything else surface-level about Shiro. I've seen a number of fics where its ability to be propelled a great distance with a single thought is used to pleasure a partner while Shiro, himself, is in a different room, where the arm is equipped with a vibrating function for use as a sex toy, and, of course, where the thickness of its fingers is sexualized for... the same reason the bulge in the crotch of Shiro's pants is.

(I beg this fandom to stop reducing this man to a seme stereotype because of his physical build and height. Nothing in his personality suggests that he would be anything even approximating that cursed archetype. Let him be a pillow princess, for God's sake, like he deserves.)

This reply took me forever, and I am sincerely sorry about that. I hope you find something worthwhile in this haphazard collection of thoughts.

And, "Sendick" is how I'm going to be mentally referring to that creep from now on.

[franollie]

behold: iasip timeline pre-2005

[raiiny-bay]

holding them all in my hands…….

[bloody-blades]

" I guess I can't just leave the poor guy behind like that. He might aswell just join us for a while. I guess I could take him to the place where he's suppose to be at right now as an apology, Though I will still apologize properly once he wakes up. "

" Though that's for later. I have a bigger problem at hand. I should get my hands on HIM first. "

" The Angel Of Death. That's what they call him. I know that he's here now. But I cant find him and that's the problem. For all I know he could already be causing trouble. Oh god. The Roses. The Civilians. What if he got his hands on them already. What if he- "

[ SKITTER SKITTER ] " Hm ? "

" Where.. Hold on. "

" I will be right back. Stay right here and don't move. I'm not letting them go towards that Cave. "

[ FEW MOMENTS LATER ]

" ( Hmmrm??... God.. Where.. Where am I now? ) "

" ( Wait. Am. Am I- ) "

" ( Oh. Oh My God. What. What? WHAT?? ) "

" ( OKAY. So you're telling me I woke up in some weird and new world after I got blinded by some random light from some random guy in the afterlife , Then that weird guy in a robe told me... About some random nonesense that I can't even fully remember now , THEN I got knocked out again by... SOMETHING?? And here I am now. ONTOP OF A HORSE?? WHAT??? ) "

" Ah , Seems like you finally woke up , That's good. Glad to have you back! Though I have to apologize for my strange and unprofessional introduction the first and second time we have met. From now on you may call me Horseman. That's atleast the name others have given me. I'll explain other things later but for now please take things slowly and get comfortable around here. ( By the way here , A napkin to wipe some of the blood away. ) "

[nobleriver]

Is Rick the jealous type? If so what would he do if a guy was flirty with Michonne?

[Disclaimer: Tumblr never saved my edits 2x in a row, so if this doesn’t make sense, it’s because my brain is tired of trying to regurgitate the coherent answer I first came up with]

First of all, I want to sincerely apologize for being so, so, so late responding to this. To be honest I think either youledmehere or whateverisbeautiful would give a better, more definitive answer.

I don’t know if I can speak on him because I don’t know the ins and outs of his character. I haven’t watched enough of the show. I’ve only seen TOWL and maybe 33% of the main show. Basically, I’ve skimmed the book, read the epilogue, but never digested it whole (a crime, I know, I plan to go back). I don’t want to pretend I know what I’m talking about. Anything below is just my rambling opinion so far.

It depends. Early Rick? Yes. Current Rick? I don’t think so.

To me a jealous type is a negative thing: a person who feels so insecure in their role and in their relationship, they habitually perceive others as a threat that may take their position. To be the jealous type is to see your value as outside of yourself as external removable component, as something somebody else can mimic, reproduce, or steal.

Early Rick was the jealous type. From my cursory look at the early seasons, Rick – as a husband and partner – comes across as incomplete, his character development half-baked. Possessive, aggressive (when not indifferent), jealous to the point of violence (literally kept killing his rivals). A simmering bomb waiting to go off. His insecurities were still a gaping, festering wound: his lack of confidence as a husband, a father, a leader, a man – which were then exacerbated by Shane’s betrayal, Lori’s death, the fall of the prison, and more. Maybe I’m being hyperbolic, who knows? Yet, the difference between Rick then and Rick now is night and day, and it boils down to, in my opinion, security.

The current Rick, the Rick I am most familiar with, Michonne’s Rick, does not exhibit the aggressive, insecure jealousy of his younger self. He has no reason to be jealous, no reason to doubt or try to assert his importance to her. He knows where he stands. They are the love of each other’s lives, and they aren’t afraid to say it aloud. They exhibit such healthy communication. Michonne constantly speaks life into him, encouraging him, strengthening him, reminding him of his necessity to her and to their family. He is the love of her life and the father of their children. He cannot be mimicked. He cannot be replaced. They have never experienced that level of intimacy with anyone else in their lives, an unbreakable, logic-defying soul connection. They are secure in each other. Almost nine years passed, and he knew her love hadn’t changed. Soulmate connection so deep they act as mirror images of each other: “I know you never moved on from me because I never moved on from you.” What a brilliant foil to his first reunion. Connections like that can make jealousy dissipate. There’s no impetus driving it, no anxious root for it to stem from. Why be jealous when you know she will never desire anyone but you, and you never desire anyone but her?

Michonne represents this concept so well in her interaction with Jadis in 7x10 (?). When Jadis makes a move on Rick, Michonne doesn’t become aggressive or defensive, telling Jadis to stay away from her man. No, she just looks perplexed at Jadis, then looks at Rick, then back at Jadis, and just calmly says (paraphrasing): I think we should go. Then, she walks away, knowing Rick will follow. It’s laughable for Jadis to approach Rick in that scene because he’s so obviously, irrevocably Michonne’s, and Jadis knows that. Michonne is 100% secure in Rick's love for her. When Michonne shows up in the CRM, she never perceived Thorne or Jadis as a romantic threat. No jealousy, even when Thorne tried to say Rick was her family. She had zero doubt her man waited for her, the same way Rick had zero doubt she waited for him. Again. Mirror images.

In short, I don't know for sure. Yet, I imagine current Rick is too entangled and secure in his wife’s love to notice the flies buzzing around them, too busy staring at her lips to register anyone else as a threat (also because he knows they never will be and vice versa).

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Timestamps and covered events under the cut!

0:06 - Introduction 1:32 - Arriving at Shathann's home with Taash 31:39 - Getting into the volcano 48:30 - Reaching the Dragon King, seeing Shathann 1:01:10 - Defeating the dragon, confronting the Dragon King 1:07:32 - A choice for Taash 1:15:32 - Talking with Harding & Lucanis, 10-5-9 1:18:26 - Rook, genius of the group 1:19:12 - Exploring the new unlocked area of the Rivain coast 2:16:45 - Solving the Grey Warden puzzle 2:30:30 - Completing the Adventure Spirit's hunt 2:33:30 - Back to the Lighthouse, talking with Taash and other companions, 10-6-9 2:40:30 - Remembering the fallen with Neve 2:46:29 - Returning to Isana Negat with Harding 2:49:54 - Solas is the father of dwarves (reprise 2:57:00) 2:58:00 - Back to the Lighthouse, still talking about dwarves 3:01:39 - Taash giving Harding a gift, STILL talking about dwarves, talking to Neve about Aelia 3:09:50 - Meeting Cyrian with Bellara 3:17:58 - For the Love of Treviso (and me completely missing that the governor is NB for the entire quest) 3:23:32 - Meeting the Butcher 3:32:09 - The governor reveals their betrayal 3:41:54 - Taash learns more about the tablet 4:00:22 - Returning to the Lighthouse, talking with Bellara about Cyrian, living off crumbs from Lucanis 4:11:23 - Beginning A Murder of Crows with Lucanis 4:21:05 - Kata gets lost in Lucanis's house 4:27:18 - Arriving at Villa Dellamorte 4:28:26 - Rook and I are both flustered by Lucanis's wealth 4:41:17 - Is this Lucanis's room? (revisit: 4:43:40) 4:41:50 - "Bashing" down the door, meeting Caterina, lamenting another rogue-rogue romance 4:44:27 - Rook quails at the gardens, but is heartened by the potential skeletons in the closet 4:48:17 - Arriving at the opera 4:52:30 - Completing the fight, my personal despair at 4:53:10 4:58:10 - Back to the Lighthouse for more intense disappointment and frustration 5:04:55 - Talking with Bellara in preface to the Cyrian quest, looping through companions, 10-7-9, Taash & Davrin working out 5:11:39 - Starting Blackthorne Manor with Emmrich 5:23:09 - The boy speaks 5:41:05 - Reaching the lantern and Hezenkoss 5:48:32 - Defeating Hezenkoss, the sacrifice 5:51:15 - The lich lord arrives, the decision 6:00:00 - Back to the Lighthouse, talking with Emmrich & Lucanis, called shot at 6:03:50 6:06:29 - Coffee (and nothing more) with Lucanis and Spite :| 6:11:30 - Beginning the quest to kill Ivenci (outcome at 6:20:59), romance frustrations 6:32:10 - Meeting the Inquisitor to discuss Solas, emotions overflowing 6:40:18 - Playing that again immediately 6:28:20 - And again 6:55:02 - Myrna hates Rook :(, reviving Manfred 7:04:27 - My soul again exits my body 7:14:56 - Finally switching up some decor, rereading the codex, playing through the Inquisitor meeting a fourth time, thoughts on PC voice and personality 7:29:58 - Relaxing with Davrin 7:35:07 - Beginning Bellara's brother's quest 8:01:25 - Reaching the barrier chamber 8:08:19 - Killing Anaris, outcome of quest 8:13:25 - Returning to the Lighthouse briefly, Myrna hates Rook :( 8:15:40 - Replaying the Inquisitor converation a fifth time, thoughts about Adahla and Solas 8:25:03 - Returning to the Lighthouse, talking about Strife with Emmrich 8:29:05 - Talking about Cyrian with Bellara, talking with Davrin, Taash/Harding about the archery bracer, Lucanis, 11-7-9 8:42:03 - Circling through merchants, arriving in the Hossberg Wetlands

[rainyjackalope]

Heya. Bit of an announcement incoming.

In recent weeks, I've done a lot of introspection and a acquired a newer understanding of myself that continues even now, but it led me to a conclusion that hurt to realize and yet is sort of freeing for me.

I've had the same main fursona/mascot for eight years now!! That's a really long time to stick with a character, and I did so for a reason. I think they're my longest-lived fursona that has been in active rotation the whole time and got drawn often. I love them to bits. I will never stop loving them to bits. They helped me with a lot and for a very long time they felt the most me that a character could be. I could not think of a design that was more me through it all.

However, about a year or two ago I've been struggling with my sense of self in personal ways I won't get too into. And ever since starting HRT especially, I've learned a lot.

Now when I look at them, I don't really see myself as clearly. Now when people call me Rainy, I don't really feel like they're addressing me. It doesn't fit how I see myself anymore or who I know myself to be right now. I decided just over a week ago that there was a reason for it, and that maybe it's time to put them in the background. I have little desire to draw them as often anymore, and I feel kind of sad when I try.

Fittingly, today marks exactly 8 years since I posted their initial design. This is entirely a coincidence in that I only realized it would be coming up last week. That honestly made me sadder, but felt even more like a sign of some sort.

I made a little slideshow of most of the art I posted of them to a song that means a lot to me as a sort of 'parting' gift, if you want to see them over the years. Bit of a rapid image warning as some of them go by fairly fast, but no intense strobes or effects were added.

I am not getting rid of them, and I am not even saying they're being completely left behind. I think the way I see them right now is as a secondary fursona, so if anything they're more just joining the ranks of the other characters I don't draw as consistently but still love and keep around.

I'm just being dramatic about it because it feels like a major change for me, but I am also excited to see what happens next.

sorry