Urbosa sat for weeks unable to stop watching her body decay. She can't bring herself to look away from it even though it disgusts her to watch it rot.
Revali still doing a daily systems report over the radio because it was just...routine. It doesn't matter now because the beasts aren't theirs, but he keeps reporting anyway. After a few months, he pivots and starts describing the sunrise instead. He's the only one on the top of his beast rather than inside it, so it helps the others keep track of the days and remember. His poetic language finally has purpose.
Daruk jogging around his beast trying to train. Trying to keep strong for when Link arrives. Deep down he knows his physical body is gone, but if he just doesn't look at it then he can pretend he's still fine. Sometimes he talks to invisible folk just to stave off the loneliness. He was so social, he misses the Gorons.
Mipha wondering for weeks if Link is still alive. Wondering if her father will come looking for her and find her body. Sometimes she sings to echoing walls and prays that somehow, her baby brother will hear the soft lullabies on the waves.
Birds have such delicate respiratory systems, I bet Rito do too.
It's all fine up in Hebra where the constant harsh winds keep any sort of dust or debris from forming . Even their feather dander is constantly blown into the abyss. Everything is always pristine and the air is so clean.
Zora's domain too, the running water absorber toxins from the air and it's always so clean.
But Death mountain with it's ash, the Gerudo desert with it's perpetual sand storms, even Hyrule castle with it's dusty halls - it's near inhospitable for Rito over any reasonable period of time. They can visit in short bursts, but beyond that it just fucks up their breathing.
Revali remaining pompous and snarky the first day or two he stays in the castle as part of the Champions visit, but after that he starts to become noticeably unwell. His voice gets wheezy and crackly and he can't stop coughing.
The first time they visit Death Mountain he has an asthma attack so bad he needs medical aid and has to retreat, and pretends his wheezing choking struggles are due to the heat, rather than the suffocating dust and ash making his throat close up.
Rito having to develop and bring around special breathing masks for dusty places because it really fucks up their lungs.
So now that Episode 9 is fully out, can I take a moment to talk about this scene?
LOOK AT HIS FACE
This is the first time he’s being told, and probably the first time he’s even entertaining the notion, that he’s capable of being loved for who he is and not just what he does. That he has inherent worth simply because he exists. That just… for how heavy this whole episode was, that hit me the hardest, I think.
cadmium colors is a good song cause most of it is teto bragging about how good she is at painting and then she suddenly hits you with the "do you know what it's like to die?" like girl that's a massive escalation
when we started talking about getting a small-breed dog I was like, "I will NEVER turn into one of those people who treats their little dog like a doll or an accessory by forcing them to dress up in ridiculous outfits. Dogs HATE that. They should get to be DOGS, and that means not having to wear anything but a HARNESS and being FREE to ROLL in the MUD." and then I adopted a dog who throws a fit if you try to take him for a walk without letting him pick out a bow tie first. a dog who loves wearing pajamas so much that I'm about to spend a disgusting amount of money on several sets of linen ones for summer. a dog who watches me wave at him to follow me through a mud puddle and just stands there blinking up at me like, "are you fucking serious? and get my paws wet?"
me: I will raise him no differently than the two 80-lb labs I had growing up. absolutely no hoity-toity frou frou little yapyap dog stuff. he's gonna be a good ol' fashioned, rough-and-tumble, capital D-O-G—
to celebrate the popularity of this post, I ordered him another set of the linen jammies in yellow. now he looks like paddington bear
the etsy seller threw in a little miniature hermes silk scarf as a freebie and I dare you to tell me he doesn't know how handsome he looks in it. whenever we take it off of him he broods like he's a wealthy victorian orphan child in desperate need of a seaside holiday to restore his delicate aristocratic constitution
when we started talking about getting a small-breed dog I was like, "I will NEVER turn into one of those people who treats their little dog like a doll or an accessory by forcing them to dress up in ridiculous outfits. Dogs HATE that. They should get to be DOGS, and that means not having to wear anything but a HARNESS and being FREE to ROLL in the MUD." and then I adopted a dog who throws a fit if you try to take him for a walk without letting him pick out a bow tie first. a dog who loves wearing pajamas so much that I'm about to spend a disgusting amount of money on several sets of linen ones for summer. a dog who watches me wave at him to follow me through a mud puddle and just stands there blinking up at me like, "are you fucking serious? and get my paws wet?"
me: I will raise him no differently than the two 80-lb labs I had growing up. absolutely no hoity-toity frou frou little yapyap dog stuff. he's gonna be a good ol' fashioned, rough-and-tumble, capital D-O-G—
—never mind. the boy yearns to be ensweatered
to celebrate the popularity of this post, I ordered him another set of the linen jammies in yellow. now he looks like paddington bear
the etsy seller threw in a little miniature hermes silk scarf as a freebie and I dare you to tell me he doesn't know how handsome he looks in it. whenever we take it off of him he broods like he's a wealthy victorian orphan child in desperate need of a seaside holiday to restore his delicate aristocratic constitution
There’s a quality that certain books/movies/TV shows have that leads me to say, “Yeah, I can see people making fanfiction of that.” It’s something to do, I think, with how tight the story is, how much feels open-ended or like it could be elaborated on.
Something like Breaking Bad, for example, has low squiggability (that’s what I’m calling this quality). It’s tightly written, the characters are consistent, there’s little left to interpolate or extrapolate. Obviously, people DO write fanfic of Breaking Bad, but it still has a low squiggability score. Whereas something like Supernatural has a high squiggability score. Fantasy and science fiction often have high squiggability scores. This suggests squiggability could also be related to worldbuilding and potential for people to borrow a premise or setting.
And sometimes you’ll read or watch something and you’ll say, “Ah, low squiggability,” and then you’ll open tumblr and find out that everyone else seem to think its squiggability was very high indeed.