#infodump lol

[fleshinstinct]

Reading the Witcher thoughts

I feel like I’m actually having violent mood swings every time I read the parts where yennefer is raising/mentoring ciri. Cause like genuinely they have such an interesting relationship but they lose the beschdel test every 5 minutes. I blame Andrzej Sapkowski for all my problems. Men shouldn’t be allowed to write about women’s experiences. Because it’s like everytime they have #girltalk it’s so meaningless and like unnecessary.

This is so obvious but I actually only started to like Yennefer as a character when she starts mentoring ciri, because she’s finally disconnected from geralt to actually act on her own accord. Yennefer is a proud, experienced and punctual woman and sorceress. Although she doesn’t mince words there’s a part of me that is impressed that she doesn’t change her tone even if she is speaking to a child. I see it like she doesn’t feel it necessary to change how she speaks to anyone regardless of age and takes even children seriously as a person.

I think Yennefer really understands her potential for greatness but most especially I feel she understands ciris emotions as a girl. There’s a really great balance of telling ciri straight up don’t fuck with me but also that she can seriously level with her. I think it’s really interesting that they have this consistent rule of “complete sincerity” and it does move their relationship along naturally with how information to do with ciri is kept a secret from her, but with Yennefer she can speak freely if need be and vice versa.

[remxedmoon]

HAPPY (kinda late oops) BIRTHDAY MIWA!!!!!!!! ignore the other two LOOK AT HER!!!! IT’S MIRABELLE MSUNDAY!!!!

greyscale versions + my very normal color ramblings below!

ok full disclosure i already had this post drafted before realizing that mira’s birthday was coming up. i kinda debated just posting the mira doodles on their own but!!! i want to talk about my craft/general color headcanons still. and the mira art is part of that!! so be warned. also, this is going to reference my post about my craft headcanons a lot so like. read that if you so desire.

i personally think that mira’s healing craft is some form of creative craft, since the game describes her holding her palms up when she uses it (iirc anyways). this doesn’t really have an effect on anything, but it’s why i decided to color it yellow!

(also i ended up making mira’s scissors craft a lot more orange than i initially planned but that’s ok!!! i think both of her crafts would be pretty Orange. just thought i’d mention that since it’s a bit different from my first post)

i already explained sif’s craft in my last post so now i get to talk about the change god!!!!!! this is like. probably the most out there in terms of my color headcanons? but i have a reason for that. since the change god is, well, a deity, i thought it would be fitting for their design to match the colors of the 3 craft types (red, blue, and yellow)! this was a little hard to work around given that i also try to give my vaugarde designs warmer color palettes, but i think it worked out!

i also gave them a few slightly different palettes, since i think it’ll make sense for the change god’s colors to be variable. they never look the same, so why would their palette look the same? + i’m indecisive and liked all of these palettes lol

sorry for the ramble! i really like talking about character design and i’m not. very succinct. thanks for reading all this (if you did, perfectly fine if you didn’t!), here’s the greyscale versions as promised!!!

[emberglowfox]

he did get those braids after all

[tealgoat]

Dialogue from the wonderful @wonder-of-the-stars !!

Taking notes

[artsyaprilmr]

A Rose and a Nightingale

[chronicowboy]

i can't see you (the light is in my face) | 15.6k (E)

"What are we drinking today?" Eddie asks as he carries the teapot over to the kitchen table from the counter. He sets it down on the woven grass placemat in the centre of the table and slides into the seat opposite his abuela.

"Blue tea," she says, pushing her teacup towards him.

"And why do they call it that?" He raises an eyebrow at her before picking the teapot back up again to pour her some. He flushes when it comes out a dazzling blue. Abuela just rolls her eyes at him, a glint of amusement sparkling there.

"Rosa from book club gave me some," she tells him, lifting her cup and inhaling some of its steam. "She said it's made from butterfly pea flowers, so it tastes very floral."

Eddie pours himself a cup, watches the blue pool against the white porcelain and thinks of Buck. They'd talked briefly on the drive between the station and his abuela's. But Buck had been late for lunch with Bobby, and Eddie had let him go even though he'd wanted to sink his nails into the phantom of Buck's voice.

"Oh, hey, wait there." Eddie drifts back to the kitchen counter and picks a lemon from the fruit bowl. He slices it into wedges and takes two of them with him back to the table. "Buck told me about this stuff. I think he tried every tea under the sun after his coma. Did a bunch of research on all the different health benefits of them. I'll have to ask him for recommendations." He drops back into his seat and sets a wedge of lemon onto Abuela's saucer. "Says a chemical in the lemon is supposed to..." He squeezes the juice into his tea and grins as it begins to react. "Ah! Purple tea!" He tilts his cup just enough for Abuela to catch a glimpse of it.

"Oh!" She clasps her hands together, eyes lighting up, before reaching for her own wedge of lemon.

Eddie watches her stir the purple into her blue tea with a childlike glee, lets his own frivolous joy spread through him like hot tea. Accepts it for what it is. Little blessings, his abuela used to say. Life is full of little blessings. And Eddie is learning to welcome them without guilt. He pulls his phone out under the table and taps out a quick text:

Having blue tea with Abuela. Your lemon trick worked! But now she thinks you're a witch that's corrupted me with the dark arts :/

"Eddito?" Abuela pokes him in the shoulder with her teaspoon, and Eddie slips his phone back into his pocket like he's been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "Do you like it?"

"Oh, um." He picks his cup up for the first time, convinces himself it's just the rising steam that has a flush bleeding through his cheeks as he takes a sip. He wrinkles his nose. "It's... Very blue?"

"Mm." She nods, tight-lipped. "Not the best we've had. But the lemon definitely made it better."

"And some honey might make it tolerable," Eddie says as he plucks the jar from the small tea caddy against the wall. His phone buzzes in his pocket, and he pulls it out greedily as he stirs the honey into his tea.

eddie tell her that blue tea helps heart and brain health and that the lemon boosts your immune system so if i am a witch i'm at least a nice holistic witch

tell her eddie tell her

:(

"Who is that?" Abuela asks, raising an eyebrow at his phone.

"Just Buck."

But she'll just think you've bewitched me into saying it. Which you basically did.

"Ah, Buck," she says sagely.

are you calling me bewitching diaz?

i might have gone with beguiling but whatever

Eddie snorts, tucks his phone under his thigh and takes another sip of his tea.

"It's definitely better with the honey," he says. Abuela just stares at him, her head cocked slightly to the left the way it is whenever she's stuck on a sudoku puzzle. "What?"

"Nothing." She shrugs. "How is Buck?"

(OR: eddie makes a new friend, she makes some assumptions, eddie spirals about it in his patented life-ruining way)

[kaiserouo]

the only real advice i can give

[peachdoxie]

The topic of Danny Phantom came up in conversation with a coworker and I mentioned I'm active in the fandom, and he asked me what the weirdest thing in the fandom is, so I said the dissection/vivisection fics and then showed him art of Little Baby Man and Diddles Piddles. He was like "yeah that's weird." Stay classy, Phandom.

[mamawasatesttube]

it always gets me when ppl try to paint timkon as nerd/jock. like i mean you could, but here's the thing. tim is the jock. kon is the nerd.

[chibigaia-art]

artist rendition of me watching ep7 of the fallout show

[stealingpotatoes]

Thoughts on Jon antilles? Or jaster? Recently read a fic which ships them and now I'm obsessed with both

so true i think that they are [checks wookiepedia] characters!

[iiraae]

some mini comic doodles of step1 tam and sóley ! little kid shenanigans :P

how i imagined their first meeting going LOL also roughly based off of an experience i had when i first moved to the south .... there is slang here ive never heard before LOL

aaand the origin story to the mailbox incident thats mentioned in the step2 demo :0 !! running into it fucked up her teeth that were growing in pretty bad, so sóley also has braces in step2 ! tamarack isnt alone hehe

text from the screenshots below the cut in case my handwriting is bad LMAO

comic 1 1) tamarack: i live with my omi and opa! 2) sóley: "omi and opa?" is that what you call yer parents? tamarack: hehe nope! 3) sóley: ummm... oh! is that yer mamaw and papaw? 4) tamarack (has never heard that before): ...yyyyyes?

comic 2 1) sóley: tammy!! hey! tamarack: (gasp) sóley! hiii! sóley: i have a thurprith! (surprise) 2) tamarack: oooh! what is it! i wanna know the surprise!! 3) sóley: look!! i lotht (lost) a lotta teeth! tamarack: WHAT? 4) tamarack: what happened to your face !! sóley: i wath (was) ridin' mah bike an' i wathn't (wasn't) lookin' an' i hit our mailbox yethterday (yesterday)

[same-picture-of-a-rock-every-day]

I genuinely thought you just had a bunch of posts queued and has abandoned the account or died or something like a year ago/hj

I never have the energy to queue more than like, 20 posts at once, but I HAVE kind of died over the past few months lol. College is fun but draining asf, and i've been going though alot socially and mentally. I am slowly trying to transition back onto this blog though, as soon as i figure out how to celebrate a certain follower milestone that RLLY crept up on me (seriously though you guys are crazy(lovingly) and the love I get on this blog keeps me going) in the meantime please take these cool rocks that i photographed with my new macro lens d200 that I adore:

none as cool or as pretty as The Rock, of course

[mint-fixates]

Post-TBOB Billford Thoughts

🔻 Long-winded rambling, run-on sentences, and TBOB Spoilers under the cut 🔻

Billford is so interesting to me because it's so easy to see how things COULD'VE worked in some alternate dimension. There's a world where Bill isn't so broken and doesn't prioritize endless distractions over genuine happiness. There's a world where Stanford was broken enough to join Bill (in fact, I feel it's implied that this was one of the possible futures for Ford that Bill saw when he was summoned).

There were moments after they met where I genuinely believe Ford could've helped Bill, or at least helped him help himself. Bill opening up to Ford as much as he could about destroying his home dimension sticks out to me so much because Bill can't even handle admitting his feelings about the "Second Dimension Incident" to HIMSELF. After that exchange, there is no doubt in my mind that Bill genuinely connected with and cared about Ford, probably more than he had with anyone outside of his long-dead family. And maybe in some other universe that could've been enough to inspire some amount of self-reflection and change.

With how much Ford worshipped Bill, and how desperate for connection and notoriety he was, it's not difficult to imagine him joining Bill. I think that if Bill was honest about his intentions and all potential positive influences in Ford's life (Stanley, Fiddleford) were never a factor or were gone for good, Ford would've happily joined him. Ford always aspired for greatness, but his hero complex really only began after Bill's betrayal was revealed. With the added context of his perspective in TBOB especially, it reads to me as his way of self-aggrandizing his pain, painting his personal vendetta as something purely altruistic both to others and to himself. I find it very telling that Ford refused to burn his research or dismantle the portal entirely after it's true purpose was revealed, deciding instead to destroy Bill. He prioritized his desire for greatness over doing whatever was necessary to protect the world. Bill could have easily twisted that desire into something that aligned with his goals under different circumstances.

But in canon, none of that matters, because there is no way for them to work as partners, or even as friends, ever again. After everything Bill put him and his family through in his desperation to hold onto Ford and his plans, there is no way Ford could ever forgive him. And he shouldn't. Even if the Theraprism worked perfectly and Bill was fully redeemed, I don't think there's anything the Bill we know could do or say that would convince the Ford we know to give him a second chance. Even if there was, Bill doesn't and will never deserve a second chance from Ford.

So when I say I ship Billford I'm not saying "these two as presented in canon could have a relationship again and I'd like it if that happened", I'm saying "I believe there are several 'what-if' scenarios where they could've worked, and those scenarios fascinate me".

[identifying-bird-in-posts]

You’re welcome! For future reference if you see a “dove like” bird it is probably either a mourning dove or a Eurasian collared dove. EUCD have a much more noticeable black collar on the neck as opposed to the mourning dove’s crescent cheek mark and the mourning dove has dark eyes with blue skin surrounding them—which differentiates it from its other lookalike, the white-winged dove, that has bright red eyes as an adult or brown as a juvenile.

this birb at my local red lobster is judging you.

[zip-toonz]

May I present out of context Jewel Sparkles Head Canon