🌸 Hello!! I'm Lilac (she/her), a German student and hobby digital artist and I like to draw both fanart and original art :) You can also find me on Instagram!
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🌸 Here's a list of stuff I like and might post about (open the links to see my fanart):
✨️ shows: Sk8 the Infinity, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Voltron: Legendary Defender, Miraculous Ladybug, Spy x Family, The Disastrous Life of Saiki K, Gravity falls
✨️ books: Percy Jackson, Six of Crows, The Outsiders
✨️ musicals (gonna only list my favs sincere there are a lot): Hamilton, Newsies, Hadestown, Something Rotten, In the Heights, Six, Epic, The Outsiders (and many more!)
✨️ movies: Rio, Bolt, Tangled, Balto, Over the Moon, K-Pop Demon Hunters, Project Hail Mary
✨️ games: Pokémon, Genshin Impact, Minecraft
✨ ttrpg shows: Tales from the Stinky Dragon, Roll from the Hip
✨ other fandoms: DC (Batfam specifically)
✨️ more: animation and comics, playing ukulele, wolves, voice actors, linguistics, learning and teaching languages, fantasy, archaeology, evolution
🌸 And here are some of my tags:
- my posts (all original posts including text posts)
- my art
- oc art (for a list of my ocs click here!)
- fanart (also always tagged "[fandom name/abbreviation] fanart" to filter only specific fandoms)
Encountered the words "prone" and "supine" in a book and unironically that one post that's like "supine is when you lie on your s(u)pine, prone is when you lie on your pronis" helped me remember which is which
I think I may never be sad ever again.
There is a statue entitled "Farewell to Orpheus" on my college campus. It's been there since 1968, created by a Prof. Frederic Littman that use to work at the university.
It sits in the middle of a fountain, and the fountain is often full of litter. I have taken it upon myself to clean the litter out when I see it (the skimmers only come by once a week at max). But because of my style of dress, this means that bystanders see a twenty-something on their hands and knees at the edge of the fountain, sleeves rolled up, trying not to splash dirty water on their slacks while their briefcase and suit coat sit nearby.
This is fine, usually. But today was Saturday Market, which means the twenty or so people in the area suddenly became hundreds. So, obviously, somebody stopped to ask what I was doing.
"This," I gestured at the statue, "is Eurydice. She was the wife of Orpheus, the greatest storyteller in Greece. And this litter is disrespectful." Then, on a whim, I squinted up at them. "Do you know the story of Orpheus and Eurydice?"
"No," they replied, shifting slightly to sit.
"Would you like to?"
"Sure!"
So I told them. I told them the story as I know it- and I've had a bit of practice. Orpheus, child of a wishing star, favorite of the messenger god, who had a hard-working, wonderful wife, Eurydice; his harp that could lull beasts to passivity, coax song from nymphs, and move mountains before him; and the men who, while he dreamed and composed, came to steal Eurydice away.
I told of how she ran, and the water splashed up on my clothes. But I didn't care. I told of how the adder in the field bit her heel, and she died. I told of the Underworld- how Orpheus charmed the riverman, pacified Cerberus with a lullaby, and melted the hearts of the wise judges.
I laughed as I remarked how lucky he was that it was winter- for Persephone was moved by his song where Hades was not. She convinced Hades to let Orpheus prove he was worthy of taking Eurydice.
I tugged my coat back on, and said how Orpheus had to play and sing all the way out of the Underworld, without ever looking back to see if his beloved wife followed. And I told how, when he stopped for breath, he thought he heard her stumble and fall, and turned to help her up- but it was too late.
I told the story four times after that, to four different groups, each larger than the last. And I must have cast a glance at the statue, something that said "I'm sorry, I miss you--" because when I finished my second to last retelling, a young boy piped up, perhaps seven or eight, and asked me a question that has made my day, and potentially my life:
"Are you Orpheus?"
I told the tale of the grieving bard so well, so convincingly, that in the eyes of a child I was telling not a story, but a memory. And while I laughed in the moment, with everyone else, I wept with gratitude and joy when I came home.
This is more than I deserve, and I think I may never be sad again.
Pre-TOA Apollo whose smile is luminous and perfect, but completely insincere and doesn’t reach his eyes, vs Post-TOA Apollo who grins like a complete dork and can’t hide his amusement even if he tried.
"my lord with all your heirs are you not worried of a succession crisis." Said the advisor "trust I have asked them many times and all but two deny the throne." Said the king "my oldest thinks it's his obligation to take it and my youngest thinks it allows her to eat ice cream for dinner."
so christopher nolan drilled into an active historical site to rig a scene, dumped a bunch of plastic skeletons into the ocean with no plan to fish them out, and ruined an actual Viking ship on loan from sweden and refuses to pay for damages. all for that garbage movie.
Swedish nonprofit alleges cost to repair replica was $6,000 but Universal – which made $264m on film’s opening weekend – has not stumped up
Concerns about prop disposal as filming on new Nolan film comes to a close | www.italianinsider.it
looking for a news outlet to pick up the archeologist drama over this but you can google the practical effects used for the cyclops and find the pictures pretty easily
Ich hasse es so wie wir als Community immer nur relevant für die Politik sind wenn wir für deren Fremdenhass instrumentalisiert werden können. Wie sollen wir vernünftig trauern wenn man gleichzeitig weiß, dass in ein paar Wochen wahrscheinlich wieder mehr Leute abgeschoben werden um uns zu "schützen"? Als wären die queere Community und Vielfalt Gegensätze. Als wäre es nicht die Union selber die den meisten Hass gegen uns schürt. Als wären wir letztes Jahr von Merz nicht noch als Zirkuszelt bezeichnet worden.
If we reach a COMBINED amount of 300 reposts across all of our platforms, this gorgeous holographic cover print by @fourleafisland will be added to ALL physical bundles! 💜🌿
I bought my niece English picture books to teach her some English young (after her parents previously said that would be nice) but any time anybody who isn't me reads those books to her, they always translate everything to German. Not like, read it in English and then translate to German so she understands what it means, they leave out the English entirely. Which. Isn't really the point of English books is it.
A while ago someone read one to her and got hung up on how to translate one word, which everyone else also does a lot (the word is "smooth") and I was like "why not just read it in English, you know English don't you" and they were like "yeah but niece doesn't" and I'm like CAUSE YOU WON'T TEACH HERRRR
