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Lighthouse and seagulls
This is a study of a real lighthouse called Aniva. It's quite picturesque
You don't have to know everything about your world but you DO have to justify in universe why the reader doesn't get answers to some things. I've seen this done well in two ways
1) the Ryland Grace method: MC would LOVE to know but they don't know so it's not important
2) the Murderbot method: MC literally does not care enough to know so it's definitely not important
Talking about how their dumb human scientists keep trying to put themselves into mortal peril.
kinda wish someone would write a reaction fic of Dr. Mensah reading the in-universe letter murderbot sent her before it fucked off that is literally just 80% of the actual book. I feel like she probably had a lot of feelings while reading all of that.
imagine hyping yourself up to read a goodbye letter from a sapient construct you trauma bonded with and the intro is essentially "After I hacked my governor unit I could have become a mass murderer, but instead I spent about four years just checking out various forms of media. As a heartless killing machine, I was a terrible failure."
I would've laughed so hard I cried
#the fact that the whole of all systems red is an in-canon letter written by the narrator #but we only find this out right at the end of the letter #is MASTERFUL #because at least for me it really recontextualised the way i saw murderbot #usually the narrator of first-person perspective narrative is not meant to actually be that articulate in canon #it's understood to be a slightly elevated/non-diegetic thing #where we're getting their experiences but as filtered through the irl author's much higher writing skill #but not murderbot #murderbot is canonically excellent at writing in a really compelling way #and later books reinforce this #with one character suggesting murderbot help write a documentary about its experiences citing the letter #and of course the entire end of system collapse is like a firing of that Chekhov's gun #(which i only realised was a chekhov's gun in retrospect)
i have a story for you, tumblr. last year my coworkers and I were riding in a golf cart at a music festival passing out drinks to people, because the festival had been cancelled that day and everyone was trying to make the best of a bad situation. after some time we spot a guy on the other side of the road dressed as lord farquaad, walking alone. we yell, “LORD FARQUAAD! DO YOU WANT A DRINK??” dude yells an affirmative, walks into the road without looking, gets hit by a fucking car, and goes flying.
I really need you to picture a lord farquaad being dummy yeeted into the air by an incoming vehicle while a golf cart of inebriated, glitter and mud plastered coworkers are full-on horror movie screaming together. before we can even process this, lord farquaad gets up like 🤪 how bout that drink?? completely okay, utterly unphased, red hat and bob wig still locked the fuck in. we check on him several times, all talking over each other, and while he’s calmly and pleasantly assuring us he’s fine, he passes each one of us a tiny jesus figurine. he bestows a “god bless you all” and then resumes his jaunt, drink in hand.
after that we drove in total relieved hysterics, the kinda laughter that only happens when you narrowly avoided catastrophe. and i have NO idea if the driver that hit him even said a word because my entire consciousness in that moment was farquaad, there was only farquaad. I hope that he reads this one day and knows that he is STILL talked about and regarded as some sort of festival cryptid. we are blessed indeed
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Where’s that one post that’s like Reasons Why My Wife Cried This Week and when are we gonna get a fanfic of that but Ryland Grace.
Reasons my human has cried:
* New student, very small. Grace said it was pebble. Pebble is small Earth rock. Pebble likes name.
* He found out Eridians have no gender rules.
* Students brought him mineral sample. After he stopped crying he said he loves show-and-tell game. Human naming conventions oddly literal.
* I told him Earthsun grew bright.
* I took him up atop atmosphere bypass elevator to look at stars.
* He woke up from nap and found me still with him. I did not wait on his chest; he says I am heavy like “elephant” and he “couldn’t breathe.” I laid my arm over him instead, kept him close, feeling safe. He said “cuddle” was warm.
* Before class he heard younglings singing.
* He has plants in house from sprouts on ship. Plant grew “bud.”
* Engineers got seawater temperature right. He took off shoes and stood in water, sighing. He didn’t care about pants getting damp. Cried until shirt was also damp. Humans very endlessly wet.
* He missed “Doritos.”
* Adrian helped food scientists make taumoeba dried paste. Made it crunchy after heating. We fused it into triangle form. Told him it was Tauritos. That made him laugh-cry. Laugh-cry is rare and precious.
* He remembered Eridians have no gender rules.
* We made him celebration outfit. Used metals he calls pretty. He can see frequencies named “colorful” and “shiny.” These make humans happiest.
* I gave him hug when he wasn’t expecting it. Easier to hug close now with exosuit. Hug when Grace sitting down so he does not fall over.
* Told him to think long time, stay with me as long as he can.
the best friends forever of the whole galaxy
happy pride from erid!!!!!!
their little lopsided heart… ;~;
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Pet dragon 🐲 [by Ryoko Kui]
ok so, I approached my local library with a proposal to donate a mural as a way to A: build portfolio/gain practical experience and B: give back to a beloved public institution. The director was very enthusiastic about it and i've been working on it since the beginning of March. Come with me as I endeavor to paint what is in all honesty an excessive amount of birds
I wanted the birds to look like they were actually in the space so first thing after doing the draft was to do a lighting study
after that I covered the walls in letters in lieu of a projector/vr headset bc i have neither of those :) Then i take a picture of the section of wall and superimpose the lineart over top of it so I can pencil in the lines
et voila
and that was a whole week on it's own so next comes the paintin' >:)
and now, the birds
Birds 1 and 2/14: Red Winged Blackbird, Male and female, Agelaius phoeniceus
Bird 3/14, American Robin, Turdus migratorius
hoo boy, ok *out of breath*
GIVE IT UP FOR BIRD NUMBUH 5, THE CANADIAN GOOSE, Branta canadensis!!!!
this guy took me about 4 days to completely finish, all of those freakingk coverts were a bear to render
speaking of obnoxious coverts:
bird 5/14, Bluejay, Cyanocitta cristata
the friggin stripes almost got me chat, i may not make it
Madam....
birds 6 and 7: American Goldfinch, Spinus tristis, male and female
pleasantly simple to paint! next is the flickerrrrr
*melts into goo*
BIRD NUMBER 8, (yellow shafted) NORTHERN FLICKERRRRR, Colaptes auratus
genuinely made me start questioning my sanity around day 3, it's half the size the of the goose, WHY did it take me 4 days to finish??
nothing but pain and suffering, i'm sure hope the next bird will be much easier and with FAR less barring :)
in other news, I am losing my mind hairline
SHE'S DONE!!
Bird number 9: Red-tailed hawk, Buteo jamaicensis
my chains are broken i am FREE. although i did have a great deal of fun with this, the barring on the wings itself took me like four days and i am READY to move on
this was a week and a half of continuous work so please excuse me for getting a little emotional in the bg 🙏
I've been browsing carnivorous plant websites and I need everyone to see my new favorite "X for Scale" image:
PUT BABY IN NEPENTHES PITCHER.
Source
←Before 🐍🕊️ After→
"Grace refuses to add the swears to the vocabulary" WRONG! Rocky refuses to add the swears to the vocabulary. Grace (book!Grace, at least) is in his thirties. It's like a four-year-old baby by the Eridian standards. Rocky is not teaching the baby the swears, it would be so irresponsible!!
Also, it's so funny to think about how this conversation went. I'm not sure what mental image I love more: a) Rocky stopping in the middle of the rant to explain what he is saying so that Grace can add it to the dictionary or b) Rocky interrogating Grace on the Earth insults beforehand so that he can go on his rant uninterrupted. In any case — oh, to be a fly on that wall. I love them.