watching twilight and I keep making myself laugh imagining if it was just alucard or any other vampire instead of Edward. POV nausferatu goes to ur school
[ID: a painting of a cat twisted around so it is looking over its back. Its ears are up, jaw relaxed, its orange eyes have large round pupils, and whiskers are slightly scraggly but relaxed. it appears to have short fur on its body and medium length on its tail and chest. the background is black, and it is painted in multiple colors; plum purple, straw yellow, stormy green, cerulean blue, and various mixings of the colors shading in a rough darkened rainbow. its head and belly are purple, the back, tail and tips of the ears are blue, and between the two, the chest, and ear fur is yellow. /End ID]
1. You probably dont suck at your craft as much as you think you do, I bet a lot of people are amazed at what you can make, and
2. If you actually are the Literal Worst In The Whole Wide World at your craft... who the fuck cares? What are they gonna do, call the police on you? Keep making your shitty little things, youre the boss of you, fuck the haters.
We report: the light is thick and sluggish today. It laboriously works its way through the air, and stays suspended in the dust. In the afternoon heat, we also find our movements slow and heavy. We feel as though we can tell each ray of light apart as they hit our face.
building on the post I just reblogged from @eldritchbauble: I tag all of you to post your favourite mug!
as my studio friend Fire & Grace says, mugs are one of the most intimate pieces of pottery that we own. we hold them close. we handle them a lot more than a plate or bowl, and we bring them to our lips.
and hopefully we find moments to relax with them
so it doesn’t matter what kind, or where you got it, so long as you love it. reblog this, or make your own post and tag me in it, either way!
here's my favourite mug
it was wheel thrown for me by Fire & Grace and given to me as greenware, so I could paint and carve it, with a poem by Aaron O’Hanlon. I originally intended this mug to be for @subpar-lemon-bar but it turned into my favourite lol
So I like this headcanon that some Irkens can have telekinesis/telepathic skills, althought these skills are not strong enough to be actually useful. However, a very minority does have strong telepathy and it can manifest in different forms. In Red and Purple’s case, they can talk to each other by telepathy with no effort since they are twins and are heavily bonded with each other, but it comes naturally only with themselves, they can’t use their telepathy with anybody else.
Kove also has strong telepathic skills. In his case, he can read minds, although he needs a lot of effort and concentration. However, Red and Pur’s telepathy is so strong that Kove can hear them with zero effort. It can be useful for his advice duties, but it can also be a little annoying and distracting because well… teenagers being dumb 🤷♀️
I love this part so much -- the way this chapter parallels qifrey with coco's mother in multiple ways, including visually here in them both draping fabric over her protectively. the way he doesn't presume to step into her mother's place, but takes on the duty of shielding coco from the cold in her absence. visually we're also placed under the safety of his wing, as it were, to witness coco's most vulnerable state, feeling with her how big and steady and safe he is in her eyes despite as readers having just seen him as a confused hurting child himself for several chapters and knowing all his foibles and missteps well after almost 100 chapters. among all the other things shirahama is a master of, these subtleties of character perspectives is one of the most devastating ones to me.
(for all of the everything going on I think qifrey is actually consistently good at making sure he maintains the role of the adult in this relationship. he recognizes coco's reflexive smile as something akin to his own masking, but he doesn't bleed his own emotions into that, he's there to support her and actually manages to do it. and he apologizes when he slips up, which is probably just as important.)
the sky's kindest, most radiant star strikes again :') again shirahama laying her thematic groundwork perfectly, though; the realization qifrey has at the end of the chapter is set up and shown off perfectly here. he's using the warmth given to him by olruggio and giving it on to someone else (it is, crucially, not a finite resource, it multiplies with the more people it touches on)
I suppose you would know, qifrey :') I also find it very metaphorically interesting that coco's mum is frozen while holding out a lantern, considering the importance of light and warmth in keeping qifrey in this world in the same situation. she carries her own light with her, she's the light for coco, what she's always headed towards. no matter how she goes astray along the way, it's the light she's following. (presumably knowing, however she is capable of knowing right now, that her daughter is out there somewhere makes for a hell of a light to hold on for.) also the fact that the way to coco's home and her mother is guarded by a plant haha looking back at it it's like 'wow wonder where qifrey got that idea from who's to say'
look at the conspicious absence of himself in the supportive lineup lmao. self-esteem of a gnat under there. 'well obviously not me tho I am mostly a Problem'. (still thinking about 'I'm just an empty... mess' thanks for asking.) and then it's thinking about olruggio that makes him sort of wake up to 'wait. I am a person who can have value to other people and meaningfully impact their life posititvely fuck!!!!'. cool and fine and good I'm not sad and touched at all!
also not feeling completely unhinged by how this echoes olly's sentiment way back in the extra chapter that made me cry like a little baby. (presumably he did not actually speak all that aloud, but something clearly resonates between him and qifrey wordlessly here)
shirahama playing the long con always and I am her most gleeful and willing mark
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