#it's raining man

[patmapat]

I just love my life

[frenchublog]

[r0sh11]

MY HONEST OPINION

[bring-onthe-rain]

[mischievous-thunder]

Character profile:

Such a feisty pretty thing

[bbyseok]

thinking about gojo and his bad eating habits, so you start making food for him.

gojo satoru is in love with your cooking.

it starts out when you’re students. it doesn���t take a genius to take note of gojo’s appetite—consisting of junk food and sweets.

the first time you had seen him wolf down five burgers in one sitting was appalling. and there’s also the candy wrappers shoved into the depths of his pockets. (seriously, it seems like he has an endless supply of them, ready to offer you and suguru something like a lolipop or two.)

so you decide to start packing him real, actual meals. things like bento boxes and small snacks that you managed to make from your own hands.

and you had him completely enamored.

after a mission with suguru, he finds himself turning down his best friend’s offer for takeout at their usual place, instead opting to drag him along to you to try whatever dish you had assembled this time.

sure, he still has those candies from time to time—in order to stimulate his brain, he claims—but they’re nothing compared to whatever sweets you make in the kitchen for him.

brownies, cookies, cakes, etc.

and it continues into your adulthood. hell, you could even be considered the strongest sorcerer’s personal chef. (you’re way more than that, but you get the point.)

it’s not uncommon for him to boast about your cooking to others. “nanami, their bread rolls are to die for! trust me!” “my lovely students, guess who packed you all lunch todayyyy!” “they’re going to make you that dish you like so much, shoko.”

gojo praises you and your cooking so highly, it’s honestly very endearing. and if there’s anything that he loves, it’s coming home after a long day of teaching and slaying curses and eating the dinner you’ve made for him.

yeah, gojo satoru is in love with your cooking. and most of all, he’s in love with you.

[abovesn4kes]

Side characters!!

[kurz-qw]

yea

[anemonet]

My complex thoughts and emotions about ancients cleverly discuised as ocs....

[danmeichael]

shout out to shen qingqiu for being the most controversial mxtx lead despite also being the only one who isn't a serial killer.

[spotsupstuff]

List of things that sparked joy in my little Ancient culture enthusiast heart:

The moths in the Ancient Urban are essentially pigeons, including the fact some of them are tagged.

Finally a proper and canon confirmation that Ancients really did have pets, positive relationships with animals and weren't Only stuck in glass cubes on display like Moon implies once. It can also mean that they did research into animal behaviour, such as tracking migrating and such. From how biologists are in real life, we can assume they were even genuinely passionate & happy about these type of things.

All the pottery and plates in that workshop room,

A confirmation that they did have paper and used scrolls for writing stuff down,

alongside with the pearls that they, too, could perhaps freely read or one of those things on the shelf there might be a pearl reader, if it is more technologically based (CDs type information keeping)

I also wonder if those things there are books- with stone tablet pages or paper ones? digital things hidden in hardcovers?- or something else entirely. Do they maybe hold orders for earthenware?

The masks on the wall, they feel so real compared to the murals.

Are they of the same person or is it of the workers there or maybe a family? Some of them look similar to those in the murals.

While at the concept of family, they had creches, but it doesn't sound like it was an outright job in the sense that they seem to have been community-raised (I fuckin' knew it I can put down my tin hat now).

They had hard beds, similar to what used to be used in old china iirc, along with that pillow/headrest

This kinda thing. They were made out of porcelain to keep the head cool in the night, but I think some where out of wood too.

The bustling of the city.

The normalcy of people going about their day, talking, the vehicles zipping by (they had some kind of motor vehicles!!!!).

The architecture, in both the Ancient Urban and the Outer Rim (those roofs made the right side worth it to me, that's how much I love these bastards)

I find it very funny that what looks to me like a REALLY poor ass cable management seems like the height of decorative prowess to them. Also some insight into how the void ,,bath" actually looked like.

The toys... just the toys.

Alongside these dialogues

And the one about him remembering the halls he ran through- oh when I say that I adore the fact that this Echo is a kid stuck here, lonely and vulnerable with polite speech not plaguing it.

The original Echoes combined with the Iterators' distaste for the species as whole painted the Ancients as these heartless things lazer focused only on the Ascension, religion and rituals. There wasn't much space for thinking about them in a more human manner and I feel like most of the fandom did depict the Ancients only as the impression was given. Bunch of posh full of themselves suckups, uncaring much for one another or anything around them.

I get kinda annoyed when there's an insistance that some kind of sapient species has done only bad. With humans, too, I just about had it with the demonization, negativity and staggering blindness to the beauty and good we can and do create- in both fiction and reality. Same goes for these dumbasses.

Disko kid here begs to challenge that impression. He's lost and alone and kind of scared, stuck here not knowing how to move forward. He mourns the regularity and simplicity of his room, the nostalgia of shelves and toys, the golden sunrays sneaking in through the windows. He brings a certain humanity into the consideration of Ancients.

That maybe, only maybe.. they deserve to be mourned.

[mildeleef]

do you have any of my fluffy boy in stock. saint

Sogged it mb

[rhupi]

Obito's late ass during the rainy be like

[fever-red-camellias]

WAITING FOR THE BUS IN THE RAIN

[tibialtybalt]

Actually let's make a separate post for this one. Look at this piece of official rain world art.

It's sick af it might be my favorite rw piece. So I'm gonna ramble about technical art stuff that it does that I think is neat.

First let's look at the layout. It's got a very distinct foreground middle ground background layering that you can break down like this

With these layers you can put a lot of Stuff in the background without any of the important parts getting lost. If you look at any small section of the piece you'll see Ten Billion wires, plants, metal sticking out, shadows, anything and everything. But since it's all grouped together on the same layer, it sorta fades into the background as Background and you don't lose the main shapes.

The scant use of purple/pink is also very neat. The purple is eye catching. The artist wants you to look at the purple stuff. But some of it isn't important at all, like the curling plants - they aren't supposed to be looked at directly, exactly, but they still lead the eyes around where they're wanted.

Your eye goes from the pink lizard at the top to the dragonslayer symbol to the slugcat, where it lingers for a moment, framed by the purple plants, then you eventually follow the plants and the pole up, the chain left, back to the lizard. The path your eye is supposed to follow is highlighted for you.

Okay last thing I want to talk about. The thing the tags at the beginning of the post actually mention. The secondary light source.

It's pink yeah like I was saying about eye movement. But also. It defines the slugcat. Look at this edited version without the pink light.

The tail gets lost. The foot gets lost. The slugcat becomes part of the scenery instead of the focus. The intended focus is so much more boring to look at then the little lizard.

So yeah I'm obsessed with rain world art I'm obsessed with this piece in particular. Study it and break it down ok <3

[atomic-chronoscaph]

The Invisible Man (1933)