#red text lore

[habitual-creatures]

Oh god...

OH GOD–

GOD–

...no...

NO. No... no...

Oh god... Steph...

She's never coming back, is she?

S-She's never coming back...

[ilikeloons]

Alright bird nerds, buckle up. It's profile picture lore time.

This is an 'I'iwi (ee-EE-vee) or a Scarlet Honeycreeper. They are endemic only to the Hawaiian Islands and high high altitudes. Although they will sometimes head further down to forage for food, which is flower nectar (unsurprising after peeping that beak). They are in the same family as the American gold Finch and Pine Siskin - which is a fact that blew my mind.

They are at risk from mammal introduction to the islands and avian pox/malaria and scarce food. The 'ōhi'a tree, one of their main food sources, is similarly vulnerable from a fungus that can kill a tree in a matter of days.

This 'I'iwi was photographed at Hosmer Grove in Haleakalā National Park. We were able to watch them for a few hours before heading up to the summit. I had gotten a few of the photos below, but not up close shots. On our way back down the volcano, I asked my boyfriend if he minded stopping for an extra 20 mins to see if I could get a closer picture. Right as I walked into the grove I got this shot.

Few others from the same day:

[transformers-synergize]

cybertronain body laungue + optic stuff

This is vary messy, mostly for personal use. I had all these rules written down, but I thought a visual guide would be better.

extra notes

how a bot usually holds their plating can tell you a lot about them,

it can also tell you a bit about their relationship with others depending on how they hold it around them

Some bots are more expressive with their plating than others.

[dungeon-meshi-tournament]

Masterpost

[sunlight-shunlight]

I think probably in some older version of the story, having access to an awakened Titan through one of your companions was probably going to be involved in "curing" the Blight somehow, even though in Veilguard it's made completely irrelevant to the main plot.

!!!!

that is very neat... i was thinking the veil had to have done Something to the titans, since the descent one only woke up after the breach? also there's the fact that orzammar is in the frostbacks, and something there seems to be capable of resuscitating leliana as a lyrium ghost... i do also think the maker was probably a titan and leliana's rose vision thing was a communication from it, haha.

i think my guess would be that the time line went like:

the elves + maybe some faction of anti-titan dwarves sever the dragons from the titans, and bind the dragons to the evanuris somehow, weakening the titans ability to "broadcast" so to speak. i think the titans are naturally connected to the fade, but need the dragons to send out their... titan wifi signals into the physical world, if that makes sense, ahah.

i kind of wonder if that's what the orbs did? like the elves pulled them out of the titans and use them to control the dragons? idk. i think it means something that solas got SO freaked out by corypheus' dragon, bc maybe he thought it meant that corypheus had unlocked the orb fully enough to bind an archdemon with it, rather than using his weird blight stuff to control a random dragon?

i think mythal has a unique relationship to whatever dragon/titan she got her orb from - it may have been more voluntary on her part. that might be why she has the shapeshifting/blight resistance/cares so much about dragons.

the elves go hubris mode and fully kill one titan (the one under the vimmarks where the red lyrium originated). the death of the titan is what generates red lyrium, and why the red lyrium isn't everywhere in thedas, bc not all of them are actually dead.

mythal and solas have the whole area locked away, andruil starts poking around and digs it back up, mythal beats her up and wipes her memories.

time passes, the evil elven regime gets eviller. mythal gets ides-ed of marched. personally my opinion is that the other evanuris tried to kill her and then drink her blood to get her blight resistance, and it didn't work. a last supper + chronos eating his son type of mess.

solas puts up the veil, using the evanuris and their bound dragons as conduits to hold it up. this sunders the last remaining connections the titans had to the fade, and they go fully comatose - this probably turns the titan's... inner ecosystem space(?) much more barren and unlivable, since the descent looked really cool and pretty, and orzammar does NOT have that much biodiversity inside, haha. so the dwarves retreat closer to the surface to survive, and their civilization generally becomes more precarious despite its expansion.

the dwarves eventually forgot about the quarantined red lyrium area bc millennia have gone by. go back in to explore it, and then flee immediately and try to lock it back up. this might be when they remove all mentions of the titans from their records, if they got really scared and thought all the titans were this fucked up.

the tevinter magisters break into the black city, get blighted, and start generating darkspawn. blight time. for some reason, the grey wardens also have a cool idea of drinking blood to resist the blight, and this may be on advice from elves? presumably solas feels fine about this.

flemythal had a galaxy brain scheme of luring dwarven-blooded people to live in ferelden, puts an old god soul into andraste, who then starts hearing one of the titans, and makes a whole religion out of it.

this goes great! except flemythal did not plan for the most evil factor of all: andraste's cringe fail husband betraying her. andraste dies, the titan breaks its connection to her, the whole millennia of effort to get to that point is wasted. this probably makes flemythal corrupt further into vengeance bc she remembers elgar'nan, and after that she picks her next host on a shared Revenge Platform and starts directly possessing her daughters. she's no longer content with just putting the soul in someone and letting them have it, she would want direct control of it (thus, morrigan's whole thing).

the andraste titan is occasionally trying to reach out (leliana's vision!) but can't make much headway. orzammar dwarves still have stone sense sometimes, but that's it. it probably gets killed or severely damaged by corypheus, bc the red lyrium immediately starts spreading out from the sacred ashes temple? the descent titan wakes up when the breach happens, and then by fluke manages to connect to valta. fortunately valta does not have a cringe fail husband who kills her immediately afterwards, so that works fine i guess.

[moog-city2]

I love kyoko so bad it is not even funny anymore

she doesn't have too too much dialogue but I had so many hours to think while waiting for my bf and friend to be available to continue through the manor

demo 3 spoilers below the cut!!! (just in case)

OKAY so...

originally I had only intended to get screenshots of what the blackrock knight next to kyoko had said to send to a friend considering I had found it very sad and interesting

and kyoko has been one of my favorites since she was introduced so of course I decided to talk to her again!!! however I had thought the responses I could give her were piquing my interest quite a bit

and when she had mentioned Hatred in that dark red text um.

it may or may not have

sort of

sent me into a multiple hour frenzy trying to look for every instance of that dark red text in the game since I had already noticed when griefer mentioned "the voice" and when shedletsky mentions the player's name

I had gone into the chapter not expecting to get any real answers about the connection with what griefer and shedletsky said, and technically I still don't have concrete answers, but the conversation with kyoko really sparked a fire that has me itching for even more conversations with her when chapter 4 releases

I have so many more thoughts about her that I desperately want to put down, especially related to her concern for the player after speaking with her about the venomshank and ice dagger.... but it's midnight so I'll give it a rest

[redtextanon]

[ Somewhere in The Void.. ]

The Void, despite its namesake, is not as desolate and barren as it would appear to be. Plenty of ask blogs and anons roam this place, making little communities that light up like Fourth of July fireworks when active.

However, even if the place can be densely populated at times, the Void is still just that; a Void.

There are places that no blog or anon would dare to go—places swallowed by a different kind of darkness that only the Void can offer. Places that would render any normal living thing barely able to function with its crushing weight.

But rest assured, dear reader, that this part of the void is very alive.

Creatures of all different kinds lurk here, feeding off of the negative energy around them, ranging from simply antagonistic blogs to downright monstrous demons who can’t see the difference from a sentient blog and a thing to be hunted.

And, if one were to look out at those dark parts of the Void at night and observe it closely, one might notice the churning negative energy flowing faster than before, twisting and turning like a tempest waiting to explode into a terrifying storm.

If they looked closer still, one might even observe a silhouette within this darkness, the cape billowing behind it making it seem like large wings had sprouted out of their angelic form.

However, this was no angel.

For out of the darkness arrived someone who hadn’t been seen in months; who had been presumed dead and turned to urban legend.

But he was awake. He was alive.

And none of you will ever escape my sight again.

-

Red Text Anon is available for asks!

[freshmangojuice]

Something that's always puzzled me a bit is who were the parents who adopted Lister?

We know that his dad was on the wrong side of the law, and I feel like his lifestyle contributed to his death when Lister was six. But that's not the kind of person who adopts a baby.

So I've been thinking about his wife, Lister's mother, who he's never talked about. She must've died when Lister was very young, but she would've been a very positive figure.

I imagine Lister's dad grew up much like Lister did, kind of a little shit and kind of a rebel. He was heading for disaster and disgrace when there came to be a woman. He turned his life around and they got married. They adopted a baby boy and things were fine. Then she died or perhaps left the family, and things were bad. He went back to his old ways and took his son with him. He got himself killed. Maybe from drink, an accident, or maybe he crossed someone he shouldn't've.

It's not at all the typical feel good story of kind-hearted adoptive parents. Because when is Lister ever allowed nice things?

[multi-lefaiye]

twice is 100% illiterate. it wasn't deemed important for any of the blood-kin to learn how to read or write, and so none of them were taught. (that, and it's easier to control people the less tools you give them to function in the world without you.)

i do think, however, that their boyfriend/first friend iliris did try to teach them how to read. however, he gave up very quickly, because he doesn't have the patience to actually teach someone to read.

eventually, he smiled all suave and flirty, put an arm around twice, and told them, "just leave the readin' to me, darlin'. if there's anything you need to know, i'll tell ya."

[phospadparadscha]

remembering when someone kept spamming my inbox because I made Kim a pearl in my disco universe au lol…they called me racist and said I was white which like. If you read the first line of my pinned bio you would see “Brazilian-German”. If I showed u a picture of my afro-brazilian aunties and mom u would hurl

[habitual-creatures]

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[esteemed-excellency]

[javierduffy]

Hellooooo !! You mentioned in the tags of your latest post that you were willing to talk about your process if anyone asked and I am asking!!

It looks so good so I'd love to hear the process and thoughts behind it as someone who hasn't really touched digital painting before :3:3

- Oizys-Mutt

hi oizy :] sory for taking so long to get to this i honestly posted it and then i was like *windows shut down sfx* LOL so i never really felt prepared to answer until neow … not that i super feel like it now since its been so long since o posted the piece ;__; anyway !!! tjank u for asking about it first of all that’s so sweet ure always my biggest supporter </3 thank u ure so darling.

as for the idea behind the piece, i often like to think about how javier and kieran interact when they’re away from prying eyes. of course, i think that they leave camp together as often as they can (as unsuspiciously as possible .. if that’s possible at all) and progressively more and more as the gang falls apart and they know in their hearts that they’re about to lose each other, but because kieran and javier are both desperate lovers, i think they’re always finding romance the moment they think god is so merciful as to look the other way. this is to say, once javier feels as though there are enough leaves, brush, wildlife between he and his family, he rushes to yank kieran’s hand from branwen’s reins to hold. javier loves like a starved man, a one who has formerly been fed grapes and steak from the soft, gentle hands of a house servant, so a one whom knows what it is like to be full— it’s like it’s killing him to live with the grief of lovelessness. and kieran is a man who loves like a starved man who has never had a full meal in his life— he has no idea what it’s like to have a full belly, and he yearns in a way that hollows his chest out as though his heart has never beat once in his life. you put these two together and it’s almost as if lust and gluttony were the same, as if their clothed bodies, separated by the birdth of an entire foot, were forever eloped, connected, full, satisfied. like to merely touch one another is the same as to make love. so when they feel free, finally, away from the shackle of known perception- to be known, to be seen, to be rejected- they CANNOT be apart. it’s like javier can’t breathe if his atoms are not warmed by any of kieran’s that are adjacent. as i said, the moment the sun feels warmer on their skin than curious eyes, they’re intertwined. as simply as possible. every horse ride, trip to town, walk down the riverbank, every breath they take, it’s theirs. plural. so … uhhhmmm … at length, i think they’re always touching :] ! uhm. in not so many words. so it’s often that they will be seen on the road, in the woods, the creaks of their saddles speaking wordless ‘i love you’s as their intertwined hands next to the revolvers in their holsters convince strangers that the tree line opposite the lovers is suddenly quite worth watching instead. sorry. i just wrote a novel. thank you so much for indulging me i have so many feelings about them ;__;

hooonestly i don’t ever have much commentary on the process of the art itself, its moreso my thots behind the horse riding date LOL uhhhmm but since ure curious abt the art i can ramble abt that a bit :] for that piece specifically i really felt like painting for no reason in particular, but ive really felt burnt out on colouring, so i went with the process of .. reverse rendering ? if we want to call it that ? where u render the shadows in monochrome and then use white space as ur lighting and fiddle with the colours after the fact. i’m still not good at this process … at all ! it’s confusing to me ! but i’m more likely to do what i want with the piece, or at least a little more than i would otherwise, because im simply skipping the step that i Don’t want to do. it’s a long story as to why art, and certain aspects of it, is SO hard for me to do, but in short, i’m relearning how to enjoy it as an act after severely burning myself out on it due to setting absurd expectations for myself :] so im just going with my gut ! which … unfortunately does not leave much room for me to explain my process to you ! i’m sorry !!!!

[aibouart]

Autism coded red (i love him even more now)

this way this ask is rewiring my brain as we speak

He is like 90% made of anxiety

[indigoblu2]

✨🧚he was a fairy 🧚✨

Get your fucking hands up, get on out of your seat. All eyes on me, all eyes on me

Btw his name is Tw Jawinn

[calamity-prophet]

and here's the final portrait, the one I did of Spy. there's stuff I love about it and stuff I hate, but of the three, I think I might actually try to redraw this one as practice and comparison (and bc he's my little guy).