#she seems ok now at least?????

[chitin-crusader]

the most devastating thing is when you find a song/album or a piece of art that you really love and think is beautiful & touching and then discover that the artist hates it

[skrunksthatwunk]

ok soooo im like 5 episodes into dear brother and i need you guys to know how much i love rei so far if only for her staggering around like a rain-soaked stray dog just haggard and unseeing all the time. like we know very little about her thus far except that every scene she's in she steals the show by flopping and wilting all over the frame

[britneyshakespeare]

i was crying in front of a sidewalk tonight and someone in a passing car asked to me through their window "you alright?" honestly didnt even know what they expected

[rawliverandgoronspice]

trying to assign instruments to gerudo characters for thralls' soundtrack. Nabooru is getting the sitar so far, as I think she's good at representing the gerudo side that's closer to the Wild Era in terms of long-term vision for gerudo prosperity, not to mention that it works great for a more laid-back character; though Iftaah could also get that aspect, even though her perspective is a little bit more desperate and a little less actually strategizing about diplomacy and commerce in the way that Nabooru's is... not sure I have nailed down the perfect instrument for her yet though? Maybe a duduk, for its plaintive quality and capacity for softness? But I don't know, I feel like there could be something better out there. Saeruk and flamenco guitar seem pretty great fit for the versatility of the instrument, both harsh and defiant, playful at times, but also extremely sad if needs be, and the fact that she represents more the "older" kind of gerudo works well with more hispanic/romany inspirations. And then there's Aveil, who I feel represent the best the connection of the gerudos to their land, and I'd love an instrument that really represents that. Still looking for that one.

There's a bunch of fun things for Ganondorf that can be done, but I think he'll get... bigger instruments, in general. And church organs are quite versatile too it turns out. :) I like the marimba from his first phase boss battle, but it's a little too... I don't know, I feel like it lacks the roundness and depth and imposing quality that we could get with other picks. But Ganondorf so far has about *eight billion* leitmotifs going on with what I have selected for him (him and Ganon's, as they are... not exactly separate entities in the story, but sort of, it's kind of weird), so it might be more a case of actual melody rather than instruments, or maybe on top of instruments that swap in and out depending on what we want to invoke...

Sorry, rambling, but I would really love to compensate for my lack of voice actors with a pretty meaningful stab at the soundtrack. I feel like I kind of have to honestly. ;;

[angelnumber27]

my cat lost one of her fangs today

[a-lonely-dunedain]

“Who did this to you?” For the Situations prompts!

this week on: Taz Continues to Not Actually Use the Exact Prompt Dialog in the Ficlet! Elain finally found a way to get Margim talking a little bit about her past! did not know what she signed up for.

Warning for mentioned past harm to a child (nothing spoken about in detail but it is very briefly discussed. comes with the territory of Margim's backstory)

To call the newest resident of Lhan Tarran ‘quiet’ would be an almost comical understatement.

No one knew much of anything about her, besides the fact that she had come from somewhere far to the south, and that a hard road had led her here. That much was clear from the numerous battle scars all over her. No one knows exactly where she’s from, or why exactly she looks… like that, but no one is particularly inclined to pry into her past much.  She is strong and willing to help them with just about anything they could ask of her, the least they could do is offer a little privacy in return.

That isn’t to say none of them were curious, Elain most of all. She had taken a particular interest in this mysterious newcomer, and was determined to eventually learn of her past.  Not by trying to force anything out of her of course, but she hoped to befriend Margim, and maybe then she would be willing to speak more openly about her past. And even if not, at least she’ll get another friend out of it, a victory either way as far as Elain was concerned.

But befriending her proved a much harder task than she expected it to be. Margim wasn’t exactly unfriendly, but she was very difficult to talk to, only ever giving short responses to questions and rarely asking them herself. It did not seem she was trying to be rude so much as she was just… very shy. Which Elain found quite strange, as she was clearly a battled-tested warrior. Anyone else with that many impressive scars would jump at an opportunity to boast of their exploits.

Not Margim, though. She rarely ever spoke unless spoken to.

But Elain had a plan to coax Margim out of her shell, and it seemed foolproof. 

She offered to teach Margim the art of bone-carving, to pass the time on sunny afternoons when it was too hot to get any work done. She noticed Margim would always retreat beneath the shade of the trees during this time anyway, and it seemed like a good excuse to spend more time with her. Margim, who seemed to have a very hard time saying ‘no’ to anyone and didn’t have much to do around that time anyway, of course agreed to it. Elain hoped that after sitting in silence for hours working on their craft, Margim might finally get bored enough to be willing to engage in conversation.

She might have underestimated Margim’s patience, though. The first few days of this passed in almost complete silence, save for Elain’s attempts at striking up short-lived conversation and Margim occasionally asking a question or two about the task at hand. It was a little awkward, but Margim was at least consistently showing up to their meeting spot, so at least she seemed to enjoy her lessons? Hopefully? She is very hard to read.

But Elain is nothing if not determined, and Margim did make for a great listener at least. Slowly but surely she started to speak a little more openly.

Elain was recounting the tale of a fierce battle she had with one of the Dragon-Clan’s pet worms. It was truly the largest of their kind she had ever seen, and a victory she was most proud of. She still wore a necklace made from the worm’s teeth, and always jumped at the opportunity to tell of how they earned her that rugged scar on her leg.

“Oh, I got this one from a worm too.” Margim observed quietly, motioning to a shallow scar running along her shoulder that was mostly covered by her garment. “Or… was it the orc riding the worm…? It was a long time ago.” she shrugs without looking up from the small figurine she was working on.

“Oh! You fought both at once?” Elain asked excitedly, eager to finally hear something of Margim’s past.

Margim nodded “orcs don’t really like to fight fair.”

“Heh, I guess that’s the one benefit to living in Trum Dreng, we’re far enough from the mountains not to have many problems with orcs or goblins. I’ve never fought one myself, but I hear they can be quite fearsome.”

“If you’re lucky you’ll never have to. Their stench is almost as deadly as their blades.” Margim says dryly, the corner of her lips bearing the faintest hint of a smile. Elain chuckles, that’s the first joke she thinks she’s ever heard from Margim.

“What about that one?” she motions to the deep scar running over the bridge of Margim’s nose, almost from one cheek to the other “I’d imagine there’s quite a story behind that. What sort of foe was it?” her curiosity finally won out over courtesy.

Margim’s hands stopped and she looks away “oh, this one… this one did not come from a battle.” she nearly whispers, absentmindedly running her fingers over the ridges of it “It’s very old, from my childhood actually, though I guess you couldn’t tell on account of how poorly it’s healed.”

Elain’s brow furrows and her heart sinks “...Was it some sort of accident?” She isn’t sure if she should be asking more about it, but she did anyway without thinking, hoping it was merely a freak accident. The thought of someone intentionally- it’s too horrifying. Elain hopes it isn’t that, but she knows a scar left from a blade when she sees it.

“You might say that.” her eyes remained fixed somewhere far away from Elain “I accidentally looked at someone the wrong way I guess. This was the repercussion.” Her voice is flat and her face seemingly emotionless, but there’s a certain intentionality behind it, as if she is afraid to express anything else. “I… don’t remember much else about it.” her voice became ever so slightly unsteady.

“I’m- Margim I’m so sorry… I shouldn’t have asked, that’s-” she eventually stammered, equally horrified at the reason behind her scar, and shamed for making Margim tell her of it. She had been able to gather that Margim did not come from a good place, but she had no idea the extent of it. For someone to hurt a child like that…

“It’s fine. You didn’t know.” she assured, low voice once again carefully composed, but still unable to look at Elain. “But… can we please talk about something else?”

“Oh, of course” But the conversation quickly died after that, and they finished their work for the day mostly in silence.

She didn’t expect Margim to want to continue the bone-carving lessons after that. Elain felt as if she had stepped over a line in asking about her scars. While it might be a normal topic of conversation amongst warriors, it’s clear to her now why Margim never wished to engage in it before, and she fears she may have pushed her too far too quickly. While it was true she couldn’t have known, she still felt awful about it and wouldn’t blame Margim for wanting to avoid her after that.

Yet, much to her surprise, she found Margim waiting for her there in their usual spot the next day. She looked at Elain expectantly, she didn’t smile –she almost never did– but Elain did get the impression that she was happy to see her. At least, she did not seem unhappy to see her. Margim remained very hard to read, but she was there, and that must count for something right?

[dutybcrne]

From a very young age, Kaeya held such a fondness for handholding. Whether it was his father clinging tightly to him to make sure he didn’t get lost, Adelinde’s gentle, grounding hand closed over his to comfort him whenever his nerves got the better of him, Crepus’s rough-palmed, firm yet comforting grip as he brought him back home, or, as it was most often of all, Diluc’s warm, yet at times uncomfortably tight hold as he dragged him anywhere, everywhere, determined to always keep Kaeya close and eagerly show him all there was to see, Kaeya treasured the gesture greatly.

Of course, being as shy as he was, initiating it himself was always the harder part. So much so, he would tend to hold pinkies, rather than outright take a person’s hand in his own. Eventually, it would become his most common way to go about the gesture of affection.

[todayisafridaynight]

sad to think about how daigo was probably grieving mines death alone

In my silly dreamland i like to think at least katase also showed up to pay her respects ….

[upsidedowngrass]

look, i know cheesy mostly answered that liam would listen to metal 1) because he was put on the spot and 2) likely because its funny to imagine liam ‘literally just some Standard Guy’ plecak as listening to music far more intense than he is, but tbh?? it is so fitting. like yeah, thats abt right for him. i cant even figure out how to explain how/if it coincides w what we see of him but like. its just the truth

[tillman]

just fought for my fucking life against the screws in my laptop to open her up and clean the fans as best as i could with a towel holy shit

[britneyshakespeare]

you know who was the biggest clown of the season in bb25... me. because on premiere night when watching the first nomination comps i told my sister i thought l*ke was cute & i was hoping cory would lose and get eliminated.

[thornshadowwolf]

DAN AND PHIL RETURN????????

[chainsawworld]

Retook her glamour shot because I finally gave her a facial marking she should have:]

[rorsry]

watched uhh dorothy returns ro wizard of oz (2013) and i'd give it a 6.5/10 in general but entertainment wise i'd give it an 8.5 (tbf i was watching it with my brother idk how i'd rate it if i was alone) theres a part where they need a boat and dorothy snaps a piece of wood off a tree who yells in pain and then every tree there starts throwing rocks and acorns at her but then it cuts to a tree hunched over and hes like "take me... take me." and i csnt properly explain why it's so unbelievably funny. the line delivery makes him sound so accepting like he's really willing to die to help dorothy get a boat and i can't stop thinking about it

[makingpotatopasta]

Bad puppy is back to long-leash only because her recall totally failed today and clearly we need to do a lot more work and take it back a few steps. I have now learned that goosander are far more exciting than mallards.

[tkbrokkoli]

a colleague of mine used to be a professional athlete in the 80s and today she showed me and another colleague photographs from back then and she casually mentioned that two of her team mates outed themselves as trans men and two as lesbians later in life and i was like !!!!!! im