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Master post:
Art tag: #elysart
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Anything else will be added later :3
I just saw a video title on YouTube that said something like “Why is glass transparent?” And that’s an interesting question and I’m sure it’s great that the video exists but my first thought was like “Because glass is terrible, obviously.” Because it’s unwieldy and let’s out warmth and needs to be heated to hundreds of degrees to be shaped and turns into hundreds of tiny daggers if you drop it. Why the hell would we bother with that if it didn’t have some magical quality like being totally transparent despite being solid? Glass is transparent because if it weren’t, we’d use something else.
looking through my “me” tag and this is apparently what I was thinking 3 years ago
If you’re still curious we did not start working glass for its transparency. It was most likely started as a sanitary concern. Glass is easy to clean with soap and water, once it’s cleaned out you can use it again for anything and no germs or flavor from the previous meal or drink will remain.
Other materials at the time, namely clay, would absorb flavors and germs meaning that if you ate beef off a clay plate your next meal with that plate could have beef flavor and microbes common on cow meat on it. That would leak out seemingly at random no less. Heck imagine a sick person coughing into their soup bowl and then months later their germs hiding in the clay would pop out to infect whole new people.
Also the earliest human use of glass we know of is for its sharpness. Pre-historic people would use volcanic glass as sharp knives for food preparation. Also beads. Pretty much any new substance humans get their hands on for most of our history we immediately try to make into beads.
The fact that it could become see through was a side benefit.
this is amazing and I’m really glad I reblogged that old bullshit post because I got to learn this
AU: Vampires in bat form cant speak in words, communicating through chirps and squeaks like regular bats do. As such, they have a second voice to be recognized by. One day, v!Owen, whilst batting around, stumbles across another bat, weak and frail and hiding from the world. The two communicate in their batty language, the anonymity allowing for freedom and relaxation. They say that those who truly love would fall for one another in a thousand lifetimes, so imagine their surprise when they do it twice in one.
headcanoning that v!Pyro is a maladaptive daydreamer, as a kind of form of dissociation/way to escape day to day life back at the capital (and also during vsmp, when he gets a break (unlikely)).
Such wise words, Etho
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lumberjack yuri lumberjack yuri lumberjack yuri
I hope this is good enough to make up for the fact that this ask is from like 3 months ago… oops-
AU where v!Pyro was a cannibal before leaving for oakhurst, the only kill they ever found being the one of Czeslaw, he tries to / maybe successfully kills one of the townsfolk to eat, and at the obelisk v!Owen and v!Scott point fingers at eachother for the kill, then v!Pyro has to chime in sweating profusely like "umm umm umm err that was me guys... what do you mean vampire? vampires arent real"
(nothing about his personality changes, im convinced the only reason he gets away with murder is sheer dumb luck and because forensics haven't been invented yet, he kills a guy and is like "oh my goodness this is so scary")
i love how the hermits immediately latched on to the mumbo cutout bit
So uh, yeah Grian really went through it in his latest episode huh?
unfortunate series of events
Well if you are taking requests could I ask for a muzzled Pyro?
fun fact, muzzle pyro is the second most common requests i get, the first being more silver tongue piercing firelocke
there are no more polls to promote sooo heres my artfight instead
V!Pyro ficlet?
How about some per-canon stuff?
TW: violence, bullying, and references to drowning
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Pyro grimaced as the grate screeched. It was too heavy to not drag across the pavement when he wanted it gone, so he could only hope no one heard it.
The sewers seemed like the only safe place sometimes. Father wasn't there to bore his eyes into the back of Pyro's head, mother couldn't sigh like she expected the failure she decided he'd become. No nannys who scolded him for not sitting right in his chair. The sewers were quiet. He liked that.
He didn't mind the water lapping at the edges of the edges of the walkway. He wandered deeper and deeper until he found a pile of metal crates stacked haphazardly in the corner, next to a ladder that led through one of the manholes in the road.
"I'm here, you can come out now!"
Seemingly at the tone of his voice, a rat skirted out from a hole in the wall and hopped onto the boxes. It squeaked high-pitched at him.
"Impatient much?" He chuckled as he reached a hand into his pocket. He pulled out half a loaf of sourdough bread, ripping off a piece and handing it to the rodent.
"Just you today, Fillochini?" The rat squeaked again, nibbling at the chunk of bread he'd been given.
Rats. Sometimes it seemed like they were the only creatures that could understand Pyro. He'd been feeding the ones that lived in the sewers for almost two years now. Teaching them tricks, and stuff.
Pyro pet Fillochini on the head. He liked the sewers. Nothing but squeaking rats and lapping water. Stone walls that covered everything horrible about his life.
"Ha! And here I thought you couldn't get any more pathetic!"
Pyro flinched at the voice behind him. Fillochini did the smart thing and ran back into the hole in the wall. Pyro didn't have any holes in the walls. All he could do was whip around to face the one thing stone walls failed to block out.
"Feeding rats?" Czesław chided. "Makes sense. Maybe the reason you're so daft is because these sewers left some fumes in your brain."
Pyro's entire body shook. He stuttered, panicking as he tried to get as much distance between him and Czesław as possible. Then his back was against the metal crates behind him, and he was trapped.
Czesław closed the gap, grabbing Pyro by his shirt and slamming him face-first into the box. His hand gripped his hair as he leaned in close.
"Maybe if one of those vermin bites you you'd keel over and die already like everyone wants you to."
Pyro sobbed. His face was wet, and he realised in horror that it wasn't just from tears. The impact with the crate had broken his nose. He screamed, but it was only muffled into the cold steel he was against.
Czesław scoffed. He pulled Pyro away from the crate, shoving him to the floor instead. Pyro tried to get up, but he was stopped by a foot pressing into his wrist.
"Why do you try fighting back when you know it doesn't matter?" Czesław looked at him like he was telling him which foot was the left one, "I don't even need to wait for the rats and fumes to kill you. I could do it myself. Honestly, you should be rewarding me for holding back all this time."
"Czesław, please just le-" Pyro's words cut off into a strangled scream as his assaulter put all his weight onto the foot that trapped his wrist. A dreadful crunch rang through the sewers. They were too quiet now.
"In fact," Czesław let rage fill his expression. He dragged Pyro across the concrete, letting his head and shoulders dangle over the edge only inches from the waters surface, "I could just hold you down in the water, see how long it takes for you to go limp."
Czesław laughed lowly as Pyro struggled and screamed and so bed under him. He drank in the sight of it for a long time, before pulling Pyro back from the edge. He dropped him onto the ground with an unpleasant thump.
"But, alas, I'll let you live. How gracious I am." Czesław gave Pyro one last wild grin before turning anfld walking away. Pyro laid on the ground, letting himself cry for a minute. Then he got up and went home.
He made up some excuse for the injuries, like he'd done a thousand times before. He sat at his desk for the entire night. He dove into his studies, trying to get his mind off of the experience. He nibbled on the sourdough bread he still had in his pocket.
Pyro never went back to the sewers after that.
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Im not sorry.
a collection :)
the worst day on hermitcraft ever
The poor guy at his wits end
this 100% real convo they had i was there trust
Gotta make sure we win this thing
For a doodle request, something with Apo and Cherri? (I ADORE your designs for them)
Minor changes to Cherri's design to make the burn scars more accurate. Hopefully it worked. I know the other requests weren't colored but I liked how this one turned out so much I just went ahead and rendered it.
it would be so awesome
it would be so cool