It is true that Vander here tried to advise her to avoid problems, but unfortunately Vi did not understand this advice at the time.
How could Vi understand it when her whole life was built on fighting?
Vi only knows how to fight. Since she was a kid, she fights to protect her sister and family, then she fights in prison to survive, and when she gets out of prison, she fights again to find her sister. So after everything Vi has been through, it's natural for her to find fighting as the only way to vent her anger and sadness.
Vi is one of the most tragic characters in the show. It is right that there are other characters who have gone through and will go through bad experiences, but Vi is the most suffering and miserable of them in the show.
I really hope her story ends well, because she deserves it.
885 notes
·
View notes
Good omens au where they are both artists
Crowley makes very modern and abstracy art. He isnt happy with anything he makes and is constantly looking for change in his works. He pays the bills with winning prices and getting a place in art galaries.
Aziraphale make hyperrealistic art and while he happy with what he makes. (He paint portrets of rich people that pay a lot, he earns more then crowley this way) he is verry envyous of crowley because he know he will never be able to paint that freely
Crowleys loves aziraphales steadyness and thinks his work is impressive
Aziraphale loves how crowleys work is always something new and loves it even if crowley doesnt
When they meet crowley learns from aziraphale to love his work and that he doesnt need to invent something new every day
Aziraphale learns from crowley how to let go of the specific style he works in and paint freely
190 notes
·
View notes
People talk a lot about how Valka being kidnapped by dragons must have made Stoick hate them more and how seeing Hiccup defend Toothless must have reminded him deeply of her, and to an extent, if we are going to apply the context of the second movie to the first, it must be true.
However, also imagine that you've got this large web of connections, you've grown up hearing of all these people who live in surrounding islands and you respect them to an incredible degree.
You are strong and everything that has ever happened in your life has only done its work to back that. You're on top of the world, and those people you know? They are too.
You've all gathered for a meeting, and this man comes in, looking odd, with a strange manner, weak in mind, speaking of how he's got the capability to change the world as you know it. He bades that you bow to him, that you surrender yourselves and your ways of life. He claims he has become allies with your worst enemies, the things that have ravaged your people just as you've ravaged them in turn for centuries. He's got no grip on the kind of life you've lived. What he's suggesting is a ridiculous, silly nightmare. You think he's mad.
You sit on your throne and you laugh and the voices of every other Chief in the archipelago are laughing with you.
Then, suddenly, the strange man sets fire to your meeting place, and it seems almost like a nightmare- all at once you lose all of these people who you've looked up to and grown up with distantly as one guy comes in one day and kills them all and you can't do anything.
Then it's up to you to scrape up what's left of their remains and help put them to rest. It's your job to help fill the spots that they left behind, the ground changed completely beneath your feet.
You've been intimidated to the point of terror. You're convinced he's a madman out to get you all. You've seen the real world and your fall has been such that you're convinced that no one can stop him.
You don't know much at all about this strange man who has completely demolished the foundations of your strong society with one fell swoop, who has sentenced so many tribes to years of weakness and vulnerability as they try and get used to their new leaders- this strange man who has exposed your own tribe to the elements as you travel from place to place trying to fortify everything that has been left to ruin.
And then time passes, and you're chugging along with your tribe, and you have a son. He is odd and he seems to have no grip on anything- he doesn't seem capable of understanding the way your home works in all the ways he must. He is odd, weak, of a strange manner and then one day he is not.
One day, you come home and he seems so different- people clamor around him.
He's somehow figured out how to bring a dragon under his control- the most fearsome you've ever known. Unintentionally, he threatens to dismantle the world as you know it. At first, you find yourself reminded of your wife- your son pleads for sympathy, but unlike your wife, your son has succeeded.
You only know of one man who has ever done that, and you've only known of one other that you've found so odd in such an off-putting way.
You find yourself reminded of a madman you'd known very briefly, once upon a time- and you're scared... and mad.
41 notes
·
View notes
Little work doodle. Kinda bored, and I don't know where I kept the original file for Cygnus' mask 💀 (if you have me on Steam, I use the original design for my Steam profile picture)
Explanations of design elements below!
The mask is grey because I thought it would allow the other elements to pop more
The nose is red to bring in some of that clown aesthetic the main crew masks have. The nose is also long and pointed like Sydney's mask, the shape reminds me of a bird
The large grin is again, part of that clown aesthetic. But also for the edgy "outside I'm smiling, but inside I'm suffering" vibe
The crown is a reference to my username to be quite honest
And finally, the constellation I feel is the most self explanatory aspect of the design. It's the constellation I named him after
Materials used: Orange Post-It note, and a fountain pen my sister gifted to me a couple years ago
8 notes
·
View notes