#or family

[monophobix]

i think the reason why viktor from arcane felt so distinct to me is how he never belongs anywhere. this is a theme that applies to other characters as well (e.g. vi) but i think it’s also how he is visually distinct.

many characters have a bright, visually captivating presence (vi, jinx, ekko & caitlyn’s hair, jayce’s stature, mel’s jewellery), whilst in comparison viktor appears dull. he is a person we can imagine in our world and this simplicity allows him to fade into the background. he is never seen as being ‘one’ with those around him as he fails to maintain the grandiose of those in piltover or the uniqueness of those in zaun, so he is instead be is acknowledged and forgotten about even by those closest to him (jayce).

even the one person who does see him as something special is keenly distinct from him. both sky and viktor are from the same place, work in the same place yet are fundamentally different. sky adapted herself to the piltovian culture, she appeared to fit their standards of appearance and sounded like one of them. viktor on the other hand physically cannot fit their standards due to his illness and retains his strong accent.

his accent especially is so interesting to me as it not only distinguishes him from those in piltover but also those in zaun. the characters most strongly associated with the undercity do not have this obvious verbal distinction like viktor does. so whilst he is easy to distinguish physically as not being from piltover due to his illnesses which are distinctly of undercity origin, his voice distinguishes him as being something other than zaunite, pushing him away from the group he should be accepted into.

this inability to fit in anywhere could also be seen as a reason towards his glorious evolution. there is no category for him for fit in, so he will create it himself with metal and science, to create a place where he is distinct and relevant to those around him, so that he cannot be ignored and cannot fade into the background.

he makes himself known as his own distinct entity, to escape his inescapable loneliness.

[pattons-second-cookie-v2]

And so what if I imagine Virgil having an episode and not wanting to be touched so Patton just gets as close as he can without making Virgil uncomfortable and he does that awkward thing where he sits with his palm up in case Virgil wants to hold his hand and he just has to sit and wait for Virgil to calm down on his own

[coldslaws-gear-station]

i need more opportunities to write n's mean side. i love writing sweetiepie n obviously And she's at a point in her arc where she'd be considerably mellowed out anyways but also i need him to be an asshole sometimes. i think if there is one thing that im not totally satisfied with in my portrayal it's that i think i may make n a little too sweet when we know from bw he is fully capable of being a little bastard

[ordonianhero]

“Complicated”

Wind: why doesn’t rancher speak about relationship stuff. I know he says it’s complicated. But- like does anyone actually know why?

Warriors: you know, I don’t think any of us truly know.

Time: *staying quiet and sipping his tea*

Sky: you know don’t you? *looking to Time*

Time: hm, if he wants to talk about he will or he won’t. That’s up to him.

Warriors: was it that bad?

Time: *sets his cup down* he said himself. “A princess that was so beautiful, it shattered his heart.” Friends and loved one will always come and go from our lives through time.

Legend: yeah. *sadly looking down as he carves a bird out of wood*

Time: think we all been there in some way or another.

Wind: champion do you know?

Wild: oh me, ah. Well no. But it pains me to see him look so down cast during the hour of twilight.

Twilight: *returns from patrolling* what’s with all the glum faces?

Time: *pats a seat beside him, Which twilight takes* nothing to worry bout pup. Think others are just curious about your statement you made a long while back about a certain princess.

Twilight: oh. *cough* yeah. It’s complicated. Still sorting that all out.

Four: that’s understandable, we don’t mean to pry into something you’re not ready to talk about.

Twi: *softly chuckles and sighs* yeah.

In Times journal he has written from his conversation with Twilight:

Those tears falling down his face, staining his cheeks, preventing his words,

They are not just because he is sad.

No, rather they are full of all his emotions.

The ones the words tells him to bottle up, shove down, hide away.

It’s his confidence

His desperation

His embarrassment.

But most of all-

Those tears are his anger.

He knows what he wants to say, what he wants to shout.

His mouth just will not form the words, no matter how hard he tries.

His tears are full of unspoken phases, evidence of his broken heart and the anger he holds inside.

Ones I know far to well. When someone we love and care about leave. With no return in sight. To be left wondering, “what if” and grieving that loss.

[screamstr3am]

he could have just said "i like women." instead he said "i'm a man and i like women." why the extra qualifier? the "and that's the way things should be" felt implied. has he gotten more conservative since his teenage years (probably, yes) or is it a reflection of his conception of self? i've never believed his "i'll say anything i don't care about people's idea of me" shtick. he has always to me felt like a deeply autistic man who left a tumultuous childhood behind to try and desperately Blend In, be as Normal as possible. so much of what he does is blatant masking behavior, with a layer of CRAZY JOKES! on top as a defense mechanism, his get out of jail free card. and his marriage felt like part of that masking too, how better to finally fit in than be a Straight Man married to a Straight Wife. there's no ending to this post i don't know what it means.

[hopindaforeign]

this song at the RIGHT TIME specifically THE RIGHT TIME would add 10 years to my lifeline

[redjaybird]

"Whatever, I wouldn't invite a cult to my wedding. Weirdos." Not like he has anyone to invite at all if he ever had one.

[handsomeamoeba]

After I saw that "how many OCs do you have" poll I decided to try to catalog my OCs because I genuinely wasn't sure how to count it.

According to the doc, depending on how you count, I have anywhere from 55-93 OCs depending on who counts.

That's not counting ones I've put on the backburner.

[lillijackofclubs]

Reminder to all artists, know your worth. Especially when your just starting out and pricing is all weird and stuff (I still need my friends help figuring out commissions when I do them)

Don't let people make jokes about getting your work for free or discounted, it's stupid and they know for a fact it's not funny or 'just a joke'

Inspired by the fact a dude I've known all of three days asked for a drawing and made a joke about "free 99? With a 10 dollar fee?" F*cking pisses me off when people make jokes about artists making stuff for them for free.

[kayiiin]

Some extra content of the birthday post

[river--ghost]

work all night on a drink of rum

daylight come and me wan go home

stack banana til the morning come

daylight come and me wan go home

come mr tallyman tally me banana

daylight come and me wan go home

come mr tallyman tally me banana

daylight come and me wan go home

lift six foot seven foot eight foot bunch

daylight come and me wan go home

six foot seven foot eight foot bunch

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say day

me say day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

a beautiful bunch of ripe banana

daylight come and me wan go home

hide the deadly black tarantula

daylight come and me wan go home

lift six foot seven foot eight foot bunch

daylight come and me wan go home

six foot seven foot eight foot bunch

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say day

me say day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

come mr tallyman tally me banana

daylight come and me wan go home

come mr tallyman tally me banana

daylight come and me wan go home

dayo

dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say day

me say day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

[knockknockwhosthereartistism]

I was inspired

[hayanahed]

Emergency: Help Evacuate My Family From GAZA WAR

Dear Humanity,

I'm Haya from Gaza , from a family of 8 people: my parents, two sons, and four daughters (two of them suffer from allergies).

I've witnessed the evidence of the tragedy that has struck our lives in Gaza, where my family and I have survived amidst numerous previous wars. But today, we face the most dangerous and fierce battle in the current war. The urgent need intensifies for us, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water, and safe shelter.

Here is our story - On October 7th, our lives changed forever, my family and I evacuated from northern Gaza to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but it wasn't meant to be. Our home was surrounded, burned, and then completely destroyed, Our home, once a fortress of hope, now lay in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.

The night before we left from the north to the south was terrifying. Shelling sounds were everywhere, making a loud noise that felt like it went through our souls. Every explosions shook the ground like earthquakes, sending shockwaves of fear through our trembling bodies. filling us with fear. The air smelled of destruction and blood, making it hard to breathe. When dawn came, we saw the devastation around us, realizing our home was now a symbol of loss and despair.

We ran into the streets and with each step we took into the unknown streets, we felt as if we were plunging deeper into the abyss of our shattered existence, leaving behind everything we own in our home: Clothes, important official documents, the car, and literally it's almost everything - the enormity of our loss weighed heavily upon us.

Our home it was where we found hope, safety, and made precious memories. Losing it felt like losing years of our lives, leaving us adrift amidst the wreckage of our shattered existence.

A brief video depicting the devastation that struck our home and our entire neighborhood in Gaza.

Desperate Plea: Escaping Gaza's Allergy Nightmare

I, Haya, suffer from severe allergy to penicillin-derived medications, and my sister, Amal, also suffers from severe allergies to medications from my family such as Paracetamol and Ibuprofen.

These allergies create a deep sense of fear and anxiety for us, as we live in a constant state of tension and fear of anything that may require a visit to the hospital. We fear being given inappropriate medications due to the unavailability of suitable treatments in Gaza because of war or lack of awareness and not informing the doctor of our allergies, which could lead to serious consequences threatening our lives.

MY Father Income

Our dreams are heading towards oblivion in the labyrinth of an uncertain future

My story, along with my siblings, represents a united team of four individuals, three of whom are skilled programmers and one graphic designer. We work as freelancers in the world of freelancing.

As for my younger sister, she is a student studying at the College of Architecture. She has always carried a big dream in her heart, a dream of being part of changing Gaza, of making it more beautiful and better. She looked forward to the day when she would receive her degree and start building this dream. But the beginning of the war changed everything. The destruction of infrastructure and universities cast shadows of despair over her dreams.

When I think of my brother in Belgium, I can't help but feel deep sadness. He has been suffering from unbearable anxiety and insomnia since the outbreak of the war. Sleep eludes him at night, and his physical and mental health collapses under the weight of these heavy burdens, negatively affecting his performance at work. Problems and challenges pile up in front of him without the slightest opportunity for rest.

We all feel psychological pressure and extreme anxiety. The war hasn't been limited to external attacks but has deeply infiltrated our daily lives. We search among the rubble for a little safety and the basic resources for survival. Every day comes with a new challenge that we must overcome.

As we sway amidst the rubble of shattered dreams, our souls wrestle and our hearts beat strongly challenging the ravages of war.

Our parents earnestly seek a way to rescue us from this hell, feeling the heavy responsibility for every moment we spend under the shadows of fear and destruction. They dream of a safe place where they can build for us a better future, filled with security and hope, for we deserve life in all its meanings of comfort and peace.

Perhaps this fundraising campaign represents a light in the midst of darkness, it is indeed the only hope we cling to firmly.

I appeal to the world as a whole to hear my cry and the mournful cry of my family in Gaza. We need the helping hand that reaches out to wipe our tears and build a bridge to safety.

Your donation is not just a donation; it's an opportunity to rebuild life and brighten a better tomorrow. Be part of our hopeful story, for we need your hand to start anew.

The purpose of the fundraising campaign

The goal of this fundraising campaign is to rescue my family - my parents, my siblings, and me - through the Rafah Crossing to Egypt, which currently requires $5000 per person. This campaign is our only chance to stay alive, and I humbly request your assistance at this critical time. I will provide you with a comprehensive breakdown of the expenses, committing to transparency and clarity.

All of our important links are here https://linktr.ee/hayanahed

Verified by :

⭐️ operation olive branch, number 26 on their spreadsheet. (On Master list)

⭐️ Project watermelon,line 249 on their spreadsheet. Or you could see it as number 212 here is the photo for more clear proof

Thank you for your kindness and support.

.جزاكم الله خيراً

yours sincerely;

Haya Alshawish.

[chicagoeggwhisperer]

If King Charles dies on or before March 25th, 2024, he will technically be the shortest-reigning king in English history.

Anyway, like to charge, reblog to cast.

[xxtc-96xx]

hooray for blue charmander!

somehow I've done another Chartodile family moment