#because tbh i'd do it

[archfeykoi]

trying to dress jaskier in chapter one of my new fic vs knowing that describing a color as burgundy implies the existence of france

[buggachat]

(random s5 finale musings) tbh I don't think Marinette chose to keep The Secrets™ from Adrien because Gabriel asked her to. I feel like Marinette keeping secrets like that is so consistent with her character; she hates giving people bad news, she hates rocking the boat, she hates upsetting people, she always chooses to keep any 'controversial' information to herself for as long as she can get away with (examples: bubbler scarf, telling Queen Bee she was benched, confessing to Adrien, warning Chat Noir about Scarabella or Rena Furtive, never told Chat Noir about Chat Blanc, etc) that I just totally believe she would've done it either way. She was even already having nightmares about Adrien hating her for finding out she defeated his father, so I feel like Gabriel's request was moreso giving her a go-ahead than it was a primary deciding factor, yknow?

[cowardlykrow]

"That is where you are wrong, my boy!"

@ratb4stard3 and I deliver another Cowardlyghostbro's(™) collab ✨💛

[adiradirim]

From right to left: Beya Melamed; Bulgaria, 1890 - Jewish bride after the wedding; Turkey, early 20th century - Torah ark curtain made from a woman’s dress; Izmir, Turkey, 1929 - Wedding dress belonging to a Jewish family from Edirne, Turkey; early 20th century, gifted to museum exhibition in memory of Colombe Papo

Worn in the 19th and 20th century for weddings and other occasions by women across the Balkans and Anatolia, bindallı dresses were typically made of velvet in deep jewel tones. They were decorated with extensive gold embroidery of floral designs, which give this group of dresses their name, meaning thousand branches. This Ottoman-derived yet European-influenced style marked a transitional period between uses of traditional and modern western fashions.

The dresses - adopted from the surrounding culture as a fashionable item without any Jewish specificity - took on unique Jewish meaning through their use in the synagogue, where they became ark curtains, Torah mantles and binders, bimah covers, and the like, frequently with added dedicatory inscription. The donation of dresses and trousseau items by women to the synagogues created a personal bond between the women and the synagogue. The habit of donating these textiles to the synagogue endured long after the original embroidered bedclothes and dresses had gone out of fashion, and the transitional bindallı fashion thus remained alive in Sephardi synagogues long after the passing of the brides who wore the dresses.

[emotional-piece-of-meat]

Bruce Wayne does not believe in therapy, because when he tried last time, his therapist turned out to be a fucking villain. He will never try again, thank you so much.

[mammoth-clangen]

It makes me so happy to see how passionate you are about paleo!! That kind of dedication is so lovely to engage with

Oh I'm glad! I worry I'm rambling aimlessly so knowing that at least some people are enjoying it is nice to hear c:

For some paleo related fun, here's a huge Eurasian Pleistocene Big Cat sketchdump from 2023 when I was brainstorming for White Cat, Gold Plains

I still like a lot of these, though I was obviously trying to lean more into realism than I do in Kindred Also they're not Fleet Fangs, they're a different species within the same genera, Homotherium latidens and Panthera (leo) spelaea

Past me was some kind of madlad trying to put spots on things, no wonder the comic died after 10 pages c':

[expectiations]

I still find it funny that people call eleven a "deadbeat husband" and their marriage "toxic" but twelve is the "perfect husband" and their marriage "wedded bliss" all because of the few moments we'd seen between 11 and River were them being "toxic". yes of course! let's ignore how the minisodes show how that description isn't true and even how little moments in the episodes themselves – "what? that's it?" (why haven't you kissed me goodbye? are you being sly on purpose so I'd kiss you first?) and "they wouldn't bury my wife out here" and the music room is the heart of the home and it's not a ghost story, it's a love story – show 11 cared and put in the work and yes, they're going to have disagreements like the ones in TATM because duh who doesn't but it does not mean it is the entirety of their relationship but people have taken it and made it the entirety of their relationship.

[baskeigh-ball]

sent this to @/kaysdenofchaos by accident sorry T-T just thought we'd lyk! <3 sorry again!

oh it's no problem! and yeahh i noticed those a while ago, but thanks for reaching out because i've wanted to talk about it and kept forgetting to, lol

i wasn't asked about it before it got posted, but i'm like 99% positive that it all links back to my tumblr and isn't being reposted as someone else's art, so that's a plus(?) (i also just tried finding those to make sure it links to my tumblr and couldn't for some reason, which is weird bc i would come across it a bunch when scrolling thru pinterest. maybe it got deleted? who knows, i may come across it later)

i'm...not sure how i feel about it, but i'm not vehemently against it or anything. UNLESS it's being claimed as their art, which obviously is a problem. so for now, i'm ignoring the reposts in favor of not having to stress over reaching out to strangers on the internet, at least until someone starts claiming it as theirs :')

so. yeah. it's fine for now, i might change my mind later, only time shall tell

[mrsoharaa]

You're at one of Barou's games, watching intently and cheering on for your hard-working and intensely focused man strutting fiercely throughout the vast field in between of his opponents. So lost in your supporting chants and cheers, you almost forget there were a group of girls standing right next to you doing the same...for him as well.

"Woo! you got this Barou!!"

"He's so hot! even the way he runs is so attractive!"

"Have you seen that back when he took off his shirt?!"

"He's sooo yummy! god I want to eat him up!"

Though, you consistently kept reminding yourself their little thirst spurts meant absolutely nothing to you, you couldn't help feel that bubbling fuel of infuriation and jealousy seep through your skin. Furrowed brows skimming over to the group of shameless, thirst quenching women gawking at your man.

So when the game finally came to it's end and you scour through the ocean of people through the parking lot in search for your winning, hunk of a boyfriend — you had spotted the same group of women that had drooled all over Barou from the midst of the crowd.

You run up to him, making sure you knew that they were watching and hungrily captured his salty plush lips with your own. Both hands cupping his heated face with a vice and your greedy tongue lunging down the back of his throat in a swift of a motion. Normally he would get too crudish and off-putted with your excessive PDA, but with how needy and insistent you were with your encouraged tongue, who was he to deny his bold queen of her assertive direct affections.

You turn slightly to grin victoriously, as you watch the group of girls faces drop into a mount of despair and defeat. Obvious linger of searing jealousy and disgust shrouding over their petty faces.

And after moments of a torrid, messy make out session in the sea of crowding bodies, you both part lips and inhale for a waft of needed air. Your fingers somehow finding themselves deep in the spiky dark tresses that laid upon his crown, tugging and weaving ever so intricately yet gently.

He glances down at you with perched brows, sweat still sticking along his golden skin. Both hands propped onto your hips, his personal bag lunged over his right broad shoulder.

"What was this all about woman? a congratulatory kiss or somethin'?" he retorts playfully, a matching smirk curling to his daunting tone.

You simply hum, utterly satisfied with the way the group of women had carried themselves defeatedly through the swarm of loitering and chattering people. His fingers sloping along your curves, noting your piercing, winning gaze leering ever so intently at the moping group of women. He rolls his eyes and elicits a deadpan chuckle, bringing your face back to meet his.

"So that kiss wasn't for me huh?" he confronts with a hint of lilt in his almost jealous tone, you gradually, smugly smile up at him. Draping your arms around his neck as you lean up onto your tip toes, fingers still lacing in between each damped raven strand.

"Of course it was 'Rou! I just needed to...prove a point" you toy witfully, he snorts to your remark, gazing back over to the muttering group of women still sharply peering over to you (at your back). Their demeanor changing immediately when they notice his gaze turn onto them, momentarily.

"Tch"

"How many times do I need to prove to you that you're literally the only person that I want?" he flattens his wide palm amongst the small of your back, pushing you up against his burly stature, lips fiercely pressing against yours in a heated frenzy. Lidded irises of sheer possessiveness and warning looming over to the same gasping group of women.

That should get the point across.

[bixels]

What did/do you like about Pharah?

Uh, gameplay-wise, I really love characters in shooters who rely on three-dimensional movement techs. Chaining together hover and jump to stay in the air for as long as possible and keep momentum is so satisfying, and picking enemies off from the sky made me feel like a bird of prey. I was a good Pharah main.

Story-wise, there unfortunately isn't much to canonically go off because Pharah is so underutilized and neglected. Her personality's pretty boilerplate "heroic hero" (she's literally inspired by Captain America).

But it's the crumbs/bits and pieces that I really latched onto. Pharah's a confirmed lesbian; her short story with Baptiste implies she harbors a crush on Mercy (fucking thank you.). She's biracial Egyptian/First Nations. She has major mommy issues, having grown up both admiring and resenting Ana. She's the bridge between Old Overwatch, inspired by the idealized heroes who surrounded her childhood, and New Overwatch. She's one of the only inter-generational characters in the cast; someone whose experiences span the gap, which is why I seriously believe Pharah would make a great main character.

There isn't much to go off of, though; she's a very uncomplicated character (she's a soldier for a private military corporation, lol.). But that just means she's a blank slate character, so I've seen fanfic writers run wild and create some really interesting takes on her. My favorite interpretation of her's a dense, herbo gym-bro type (a lot of her liens are about work outs, exercising, and playing sports) who's easily excitable under her seemingly self-serious, armored visage. We see how she tends to gloat and hype herself up when she's on a streak too, so Pharah definitely has a competitive and boastful side under her more professional and militant performance.

Now Mercy? Mercy is a real complex character.

[surlifen]

surli classic: teal and orange monkey with summer aesthetic FINALLY some personal furry art

design by funeralmoon

[plushie-lovey]

FINALLY!! At long last, I've gotten my hands on a Pumpkin Kitty, after a whole year of wanting and waiting.

Her name is Latte! (Short for Miss Pumpkin Spice Latte) You can also call her Miss Spice!

[galedekarios]

gale's alternate boat scene

“I conjured this illusion often during my confinement in Waterdeep.

An escape for the mind where there was none for the body. It was easier to stare at the celestial abyss than recognise the emptiness within myself.

Easier to pretend my destiny lay among such stars, than work to salvage a life on solid ground. You changed all that.”

[revvethasmythh]

So I went and watched all the possible endings, and it confirmed something I had been thinking, which is that the redemption ending choice is, perhaps, the most immediately regretful one--but that they all come with some form of regret. In the redemption ending, Rook has to knowingly deny themselves the catharsis of retribution (should they desire it, which, at least for me it felt difficult not to) in order to offer Solas one last, painful chance to do the right thing. That willful denial of your own catharsis feels like an immediate regret. Giving Solas the opportunity to pursue atonement might very well be the best choice all around, but it is also incredibly painful to offer that to someone who has done so many terrible things (not a small amount to you personally). Why does he deserve another chance? Especially when so many dead (including a beloved mentor) lie in his wake? Which, I suppose, is the point: he doesn't. But you offer it anyway and it SUCKS ASS, because how could it not?

I don't know how this plays with other story choices (a sacrificed Davrin or a Harding who embraced her anger, for example), but within the context of my own choices, I can imagine an immediate satisfaction to either tricking or fighting him--especially the trick ending, where you can actively name drop Varric--but it feels like the sort of thing that would feel worse as more time passes. Once you've calmed down and are able to ask yourself if that's what the people you've lost really wanted. Varric, in Regret Superhell, didn't want vengeance. He just wanted his friend to walk a better path. And Harding always believed there was another chance for anyone, so long as you kept reaching a hand out for them--even when it sucked ass. So the redemption ending feels like a sort of indignance, an instant regret for not doing worse, for not getting comeuppance, for being forced to eschew satisfaction (related: I wonder if the Inquisitor feels those things as well coming out of this ending, considering how long they've lived under the shadow of Solas' actions). Conversely, the other two endings feel like an immediate satisfaction, because you got to trick the trickster with all the wits Varric taught you, or because you finally got to punch him in the face and it felt really good. But I feel like those endings would come with a creeping regret, something that sneaks up on you later, especially when remembering the fallen and what they would have wanted you to do. Ultimately, because of that, it feels like no ending is devoid of regret. Which I suppose, is rather thematic.

[kaiserouo]

lesson learned. don't rush your rendering

but this is the only thing i can post today so im still gonna do that

[strawberri-draws]

some Kit Kittredge stickers I want to make at some point :D (Also, if anyone has any advice [check my og tags] I'd appreciate it!!)