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[jesncin]

A comic about Clark Kent, Lois Lane, and typos.

[mercisnm]

Hello there, do you have any more headcanons on knight Tissaia and queen Yen? Love your art!

Sure anon, I might not draw them a lot, but I’ll have you know I turn this AU around like a rotisserie chicken in my brain constantly, continuously.

Thoughts I had for the AU but was mostly convo with a friend, just gathered them here, could be a bit long:

For arting purposes: Tissaia would be well-versed in all weaponry, so go hogwild with what you imagine she would smack people with. And while she might look like light cavalry based on her height and weight, I think she prefers her armour full plate, a reflection of how her gowns look in canon (Yennefer: “Would you consider slipping into something more comfortable?” Tissaia: “I am most comfortable when impervious to all forms of physical attacks.”) She doesn’t have a squire, but sometimes her trusted maid would help her get in the armour.

Talking of armour, the sets are tailored to her body, since there’s no soldier that small in the King’s guard, which made it a problem for her when she tried to sell off that beautifully crafted set for something else less attention-grabbing while protecting the young heiress to the throne.

For the backstory: Tissaia must be of noble background given how educated she is and how quick she advanced in the military, not that all of the troops were pleased to be assigned a female commander, she had to work hard to earn their trust. The rest is undecided, but could be nice to expand on: Is she the child of a duke? Did her father intend to marry her off for wealth and influence? Was she knighted and made vice captain of the King’s guard out of pity, or did the king have ulterior motives? 

Yennefer was only vaguely aware of this. Her story was only set in motion long after Tissaia’s rebellious youth story seemingly came to its conclusion. Born deformed and weak, child to a queen of foreign background without any support but the fervent devotion of the king, an easy target for accusations of being the fruits of an unholy matrimony, she spent most of her childhood away from the capital and its courtly intrigues. Such was her father’s love for her: diverting his affections towards his other children while secretly gathering support for Yennefer, until the day she is strong enough to inherit… only if his plan had not ended prematurely with his assassination.

On the occasions when Yennefer was allowed to see her father, the silent lady knight by his side was always a subject of her curiosity. Burdened by her own physical deformities, Yennefer wondered how a lady so small could win against men twice her size. She overheard her nurses and valets saying unsavoury things about Tissaia behind her back, that she was a madwoman for giving up her high title to become a lowly knight, that she had peculiar and sickening… proclivities. Yennefer did not understand everything they said about the Dame Tissaia, nor did she care, what she cared for was she would give everything to become strong and fierce like her.

Tissaia’s initial plan was to reach out and convince other nobles to lend their support to Yennefer in reclaiming her throne. The duo of a lady knight and a hunchbacked teenage child with foreign traits attracts unwanted attention like anything, so Tissaia insisted they take the roads less travelled, but how could the pampered royal child agree. Initially Tissaia could afford them two horses and some rations, but after they were ambushed on the open road and had to flee through forests, one good horse was all they were left with. The guilt-ridden Yennefer offered to hunt to provide for the rations they had lost, and after some inner debate Tissaia gave her her own dagger and taught her survival skills.

Magic was considered lost in the kingdom; at least all self-proclaimed magic practitioners Tissaia saw during her time in the court were charlatans, so when Yennefer brought up the story about the witch in the bogs they were trudging through, she believed it a waste of time, but humoured the girl hoping to teach her a lesson about accepting your fate. What if the witch is real, but all magic is about balance, and to change your fate there is a steep price to be paid?

More on the silly after they overcome all the hardships, or in between them, your pick:

- Uhm so Tissaia is denser than lead, or she is rather sensitive but her sense of duty has viewed Yennefer as both a child and a sovereign whom she vowed to protect and serve, and for a long long time that her own feelings were obstructed by that lens. - Yennefer, on the other hand, acted on her intuition with breakneck speed once she has determined it is Tissaia she wants. Cue all the shameless flirting that hits a brick wall. (“I have sent all my servants away, my dear Tissaia.” “And your guards as well?” “Oh why, yes of course, I know they are your subordinates but… if you catch my drift…” “...Understood my liege”, said Tissaia, as she stood guard outside Yennefer’s chamber that whole night and changed out half of the squadron afterwards, not forgetting to scold them for angering her liege, Yennefer hadn’t even the courage to explain it was just… flirting…) - Tissaia would eventually shed the armour and let Yennefer tend to her wounds, perhaps even let her help with putting the armour back on. Don’t ask me why her liege is doing a squire’s job for her knight, it just sounds like something idiots in love would do. - Jousting? Jousting. Tissaia knocking men twice her weight off from their horses? Count me in. - What else did those posh people do to pass the time back in the days? Hunting is a good one. Yennefer was gifted exotic sighthounds by another kingdom (spoilers: they are Borzois) and entrusted Tissaia with them. Quiet knight and excited horse dogs. Yennefer holds the hunts out of formality, her hunting small games for survival while on the run wasn’t the most pleasant memory. She does recall very fondly Tissaia teaching her and telling anecdotes from time to time though (“Careful with those arrows, do you know an emperor died during a hunt by accidentally pricking himself with a poisoned arrow?” “You will need to dress yourself, and do a tidy job at it, your belt may catch in a deer’s antlers, a king was dragged to his death for it.”), so she takes Tissaia with her to every hunt.

[elvishdemigod]

So when I went to this cheap book sale, I got the first 2 books of the Vampire Kisses series. And keep in mind, book 1 came out in 2003, while book 2 is from 2005.

I just finished the 2nd book, and there were just things that-

Okay

Main character falls for a vampire boy Vampire boy sometimes insists he's a danger for her No one can know he's a vampire Not just a staple in Twilight, but vampire romances in general.

BUT-

His family lives on a vegan diet (though his food comes from a butcher, not straight from the woods).

There's a vampire guy looking to harm the protag to get back at the vampire boyfriend.

Vampire boyfriend left because he feared for her safety but doesn't tell her that.

She goes looking for him on her own and it puts her in danger.

She keeps insisting he bites her and he doesn't fully want that.

There's a vampire chick who he was meant to be with but he rejected her and now that vampire is bitter about it.

Now, Twilight is more similar to book 2 than book 1, and both Twilight and book 2 released the same year (book 2 releasing a few months earlier) But gods damn, the similarities are nuts.

Difference is...I like Vampire Kisses more than Twilight. Raven (main character) actually feels like a teenage girl, her and Alexander (vampire boyfriend) are actually cute together. And there was legit a moment in it that went something like this post.

And honestly, I love Raven. She reminds me of me a lot. She's also not as melodramatic as Bella, she's just a goth vampire-loving teen, who realized "Ah shit, there's a lot more than I bargained for". When she found out about this scheme that would get her harmed, she wasn't like "I need to try and deal with this on my own..." No, she instead took her boyfriend aside and was like "Hey, we kinda have an issue here. We need a plan."

Alexander is kinda like Edward with the whole "I don't want you to get hurt by anyone, and I'm someone who can hurt you." But like I said, Raven tells him "Watch the news! And there's that guy who bullies and sexually harasses me! TF do you mean I'd be safer without you!?" Not exactly what she said, but you get it. And ya, there's this bully in the books, Trevor, who does harass her and is a creep.

However, as far as I've read though, there's no werewolves. Or love triangles. She does not like the guy bullying her. It's refreshing to read a YA that doesn't have a love triangle (so far)

I finished both books in a day or two, and want to get the other 7 already. And the mangas. I heard though that they're kind of more like sequels than a book-to-manga adaptation though.

It is cringe, in that "in the POV of a goth 16 year old vampire loving girl in the early 2000s" way. But it's still enjoyable!

I also want a vampire boyfriend (an adult one though, I don't go for teens) who will take me to a golf course at night so we can slow dance to Marilyn Manson.

[txtalnyx]

No because I fully understand how much resentment Crowley has towards Gabriel. Seeing the archangel who threatened the only constant in his life lose his memories and simply show up at their bookshop. To watch that goddamned archangel get to say “No” to God, to disagree with heaven and still stay an angel without having to go through the pain that he did when he Fell. To see Aziraphale simply say that Gabriel needs them like he hadn’t tried to kill Aziraphale with no remorse. And at the end of it all, he gets to go off with someone he loves, the only person who’d ever given him something while Heaven and Hell watch with somewhat empty threats. And to top it all off, Aziraphale, whom he has waited and longed for, thinks that he can fix him?! Literally seeing his heart break while he looks at Aziraphale enter the elevator was just ughhhh

But on the other hand, I can fully understand Aziraphale. He’s been believing in what Heaven has said to be God’s will, fully believing that Heaven is the good side, the better side. He knows how rude the Archangels were to him, he knows that they were wrong in many aspects; but he still believes. He believes that this can change, he believes that he can fix this institutional problem, because that’s not only what he’s been told, but also because he genuinely wants to. He can bring Crowley with him, to have the only (truly) positive constant in his life be at his side. He can bring back the smile that he’d seen on Crowley’s face when the galaxy was made, he can not only go back to how things were, but also make them better!

Everyone who has helped work on the Good Omens show, while you have irreparably changed my brain chemistry and put the fandom in shambles, thank you so much.

[eccedeus]

I don't think I ever posted here about this story, but probably four years ago now I got added into a whatsapp group by a stranger who clearly mistook my phone number for someone else's. The group in question was made to update this guy's family as his wife was going into labor. Of course I stayed and followed the updates until the kid was born and then sent a message along the lines of "I think you added the wrong number but congrats on the baby!" and left. Maybe two years later I got added to another group chat by the same guy when his wife was going into labor again! I once again left the group chat after the second baby was born and didn't think about them until very recently, like maybe last week. Which was very coincidental, because just now I got added into another group chat by the same family celebrating one of the kids' birthdays. The dad's profile picture is him and his wife and their two kids and I find it so wonderfully funny how I ended up watching a stranger kids be born and become toddlers. I'm gonna have to hold on to this phone number forever so they keep adding me to groupchats, I'm part of this family now

[michaelmyersfutacock]

{no/minimal spoilers ahead}

Played Obra Dinn and Animal Well. they were very very different in my experience. Obra Dinn was a very enjoyable and exciting puzzle game about deciphering context clues to make sense of a scene you're presented with with a tight feedback loop (whenever you get everything correct (name, title, fate, etc) about three people they get checked off the list). The frozen scenes are filled with action and you get to look at people getting put in Situations, which is pretty cool and sometimes funny (but mostly tragic). Obra Dinn pulls off the investigation gameplay phenomenally well.

Animal Well is a stylish metroidvania based around finding hidden secrets. Searching the map and levels for nooks and crannies you haven't checked is something you do a lot in this game. If you like exploring and get a rush from finding hidden thingies this is a good game to try. Its highest point for me was messing around with the items and finding cool sequence-breaking behaviours I thought were unintended and then getting to use them in puzzles desinged specifically around those behaviours. Heavy Fez vibes from this, down to the secret codes mechanic and some things you have *literally* no way of solving on your own. Apparently there's even more levels of depth to this game, but I don't have the kind of patience to do the obnoxious things required to reach them

TLDR the biggest thing in common about these two is the stylized retro graphics

Hi, ive been looking and i havent found an answer. I just recently finished playing animal well and really like how it present its puzzles. I cant find if you have played the game and talked about it, but if you have, what do you think of it? If you dont like it thats fine, im just curious about your thoughts on it.

i'm really eager to find a game in this genre that I like, so I'm definitely going to play animal well and tunic and obra dinn and probably give OG myst a shot too after I'm done with void stranger. like i wanna formalize my thoughts on puzzles vs riddles and it doesn't really work if i legit only have negative things to say about the latter.

[cowardlykrow]

Stop light shenanigans

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[factual-fantasy]

Ya'll.. hear me out-

[kettlefire]

Prepare for the unexpected. (DPxDC)

Everyone knew about the reign of Pariah Dark. Even those who did not dabble in those realms have heard the tale of the tyrant. A power-hungry man who ruled over the dead with an iron fist.

Following the rise of Pariah Dark, his realm had been effectively cut off from communication. Many mystics and magic users knew better than to open the door of nightmares that could arise if Pariah Dark's reach went further than his own realm.

Except, the universe had plans to bring the realm of the dead back into the cards.

A new opponent, one that had all of Earth's heroes scrambling for options. A being with powers of a god over weather, destruction was on the horizon. A world ending threat.

It's the only reason the Justice League was doing this. In a deep bunker, far from close civilization as a precaution, the heroes looked on with grim expressions.

The world was already being threatened. It would be destroyed regardless of what the league did. So it only made sense to make the last ditch effort. To summon someone strong enough to defeat the threat.

No one wanted to do it. No one wanted to be the one to pull the realm of the dead back to the living. The consequences were untold if this succeeded. If Pariah Dark was freed and defeated the threat, whose to say he won't want control?

That was a problem for later. For the aftermath. For now, the league could only watch on with bated breath as Constantine completely the summon ritual.

They watched on as the shadows in the room seemed to darken and grow. As the sigil sputtered to life with a glow that was growing increasingly brighter. A sudden gust of wind rushed through the room, the temperature began to drop with eaching ticking second.

And then it was all gone.

The room stood perfectly still. Just as it had been moments before. Nothing changed. No giant king standing before them, no sign that the ritual worked.

The room stood deadly still for another beat before the murmurs started. The team trying to make sense of the situation, figure out what went wrong.

Constantine swore up and down that this was the correct ritual, taking offense that they would even think the problem was on his end. It only made it better when it finally happened.

A loud sound ripped through the room, pulling everyone's attention back to the summoning circle. Just in time to see a tear appear in the space above the circle.

A thin tear that ran the length of eight feet. The fabric of the dimension seems to curl at the edges, pulling back to reveal a deep glowing swirl of greens. A dark gloved hand reached through, fingers curling around the edge of the tear, stretching it even further.

A portal. The ritual had worked, but there had been a delay. A delay that had every hero nerves on edge. Each team member tensed, weapons at the ready as they watched the being stretch the portal to the right size.

Then, a foot stepped out with a heavy thud. A dark boot that looked otherworldly despite its similarity to mortal clothing. A deep black that seemed never-ending. A second foot quickly followed before a full body emerged from the portal.

Not many people in the room have ever seen Pariah Dark, let alone know what to expect. Based on what Constantine and Zatara had said, this wasn't Pariah Dark.

A man had stepped out of the portal, standing at almost seven feet tall, and built like a brick house. One glance at the glowing white hair, deadly red eyes, and shard teeth was enough to know this being was not to be messed with.

But there was no giant show of armor or royal garbs. There is no large crown at the top of his head or jewelry from the infinite realms laced around his neck.

Instead, the man stood before them in combat boots, worn-in ripped jeans, a graphic t-shirt, and a spiked leather jacket. Despite his almost normal clothing choice, the man's jacket seemed to be a never-ending depth of the dark night sky. If one was to look closely enough, the cosmos could almost be made out in the sea of darkness.

None of that would have prepared them for when the man spoke. His tone sounded more bored than anything as he took a step forward.

"Oh, so now you need the help of the dead." The man had spoken, running a hand through his hair. When Batman took a step forward to speak, the man raised a hand. Immediately commanding silence in the single gesture. "I'm on babysitting duty and have yet to have a cup of coffee. I'll be right back."

Just like that, both the man and portal vanished into thin air. Leaving behind a group of stunned heroes. Not only was the man not Pariah Dark, but he was also supposedly babysitting.

"Did that just-"

The Flash had been the first voice to speak up, his eyes trained on where the man had once stood. Except he had barely made it through the first few words before the man was suddenly back.

The man that now had a child hanging off his shoulders and another teen being held up by his scruff. Unlike the man, these kids looked human.

Too human for Bruce's liking. The dark black hair and bright blue eyes had every heroes eyes flickering to Batman for just the briefest moment.

"This isn't fair! I'm not even the king. Why do I have to be here!" The teenager had been complaining the moment the man had reappeared. Arms crossed tight over his chest and seemingly used to being held dangling. "Besides, who brings kids to a show down! Wait til I tell mom about this."

"Aw, come on, Danny. This is gonna be fun!!" The younger girl seemed in much better spirits than the teen, Danny. She had climbed up the large man, sitting on his shoulders and resting her arms on the mess of glowing hair. "It's like take your kids to work day! Ooo, Dan! Can we fight too!?"

Unlike the two kids, the man looked purely exhausted and annoyed. The man, Dan, dropped Danny like a sack of potatoes as he took a long drink from the travel cup in his hand.

It didn't take a genius to recognize the look of an exhausted parent in Dan's expression. A look many of the league members were well acquainted to. A look that even had Batman grimacing with sympathy.

"Can it, little shits. You two were grounded, remember." Dan had growled at the kids before shifting his focus back on the team of heroes before them. His glowing eyes set in a deadly glare. "Pariah Dark isn't coming, and he never will. He's been dethroned and banished. We're the best you've got."

A summoning that started with a group of on edge and scared heroes looking for the ghost king, ended in a way no one expected.

No one was even sure if it made any sense. They weren't sure if they should feel hopeful or in despair.

Because truly, what was a ghostly man with two seemingly human children against a godlike foe with the control over the weather?

The unspoken question of power and ability seemed to vanish following Dan downing the metal travel cup of coffee, and crushing it in his fist.

He tossed it to the side, straighting up his posture as he looked over the heroes. Dan might not be a hero, but he's been playing family for too long.

An almost feral, bloodhungry grin spread across the man's face, sharp fangs on full display. The look made the man suddenly look even less human. He looked closer to a demon from the pits of hell rather than the exhausted parent he looked just a few seconds ago.

"Point me in the direction of this bastard. It's been too long since I let loose and had some fun."

[sandflakedraws]

continuing thoughts from This Dream AU

re : why it might have taken the gang a while to find Bruce & Floyd

how about i erase just a little bit of the plot convenience from TBT

what if, bruce's postcard didn't survive unscathed, and they had to go off of john dory's foggy memory of the thing.

so like. they're stumbling their way through a bunch of could-be-heres before they hit on the correct one.

and what if, the Vacay Resort section was legit hard to find.

like, the entire island chain is still at Vacaytioner scale, right? so even if the search party's idea to eventually look there was right, it could still take a long time to navigate thru the tropical jungle on any individual island, let alone many of them.

.... aaaaand what if i drew way too much for a potential reunion anyways because i'm a sap

[ttoya]

"I love everyone and I don't feel lonely now, but somewhere along the way, there was a line I drew, not as a human, but as a living creature." - Gojo Satoru

[uncanny-tranny]

"If men got periods/needed abortion/got ovarian or breast cancer, those resources would be handed out like candy! They'd be more plentiful than ATMs!!"

You mean perisex cis men. You mean perisex cis men. Say what you mean.

I'm a trans man. I avoid all medical care because ninety percent of my doctors have not treated me properly because I am a trans man. I am acutely aware that doctors would be more than happy to not provide me care on the basis of my being trans, even if it costed my life.

Every time I so much as think about the doctors, I'm reminded of men like Robert Eads - of how my care is at the whim of the opinions a doctor has about my life. And because of my own past negative experiences, I hesitate to open my patient portal to schedule an appointment. When I have gotten a good doctor, it's not been the rule, it's the exception. I have a doctor right now who I'm lucky to see, who actually treats me like a human being. I'm celebrating that a doctor finally treats me like a person.

If you want to group all men as being the same, I hope you're willing to have that blood on your hands. Because that care is routinely kept away from men, and it's a real, tangible, systemic issue.

I don't talk about this because I see being trans as this negative thing, but because I want to continue living and I want my trans siblings to live. I understand the frustration that people have who say this - it's another systemic issue that also costs lives. However, I am alarmed at the trend of... forgetting or perhaps erasing that this is still an issue for men, that we literally aren't treated the same as somebody like a cis perisex woman. No doctor has ever treated me like one, and of that I know for a fact. And this is a simple fix - be clear about who you mean when you talk about a group of people or a specific phenomenon. That applies when you are talking about any group of people because, generally, these overgeneralizations will be useless because it can't apply to everyone, and might just hurt a group of people you may not even be intending on hurting.

[baking-bugs]

Stop -- Hammer time !

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Does my ass look fat in this armor?

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[ganondoodle]

random (human) demise gesture sketch turned painting

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[sealsdaily]

Hey, I just wanted to encourage you not to stop posting seals - yes, what's happening in the world currently is terrible, but that also means that we need something to balance out all the awful news. So I think if you reblog posts like the one with the donation links to Gaza and Sudan while still posting seals, that's a good balance of getting involved and providing some relief for everyone's mental health :) thank you for your service!

The current world events going on are very concerning, and to relay those posts onto this blog with many followers is very likely to shed light and spread word on whats going on and how to help.

While we will continue to post/reblog on that, do not fret, we will not stop posting seals. We will continue to post seals (daily) and post about seals.

While I am not the most active mod here, as I mainly do lurking (and additionally, my phone (which i use to browse tumblr for the most part) pretty much shutting down) i do really love how many people in our inbox have expressed their enjoyment and thankfulness towards our posts making them happy.

Much love!

-Mod Samuel