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-The eye thing but years later.
Gosslate angst like I promised! Enjoy!!
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Always very amusing to go to a new doctor for eye exams. I cannot stress enough how rare my particular eye thing is, or so it seems from the number of doctors who gasp delightedly and ask if I mind if they 'look at it a little longer'
Granted this could just be due to the former way of dealing with it being yoinking the eye so people just didn't get to see it, but it's still funny.
Others are dead set on seeing 'exactly' how much vision I have or don't have. The answer is always 'none, my guy. Bright light feels kind of like pressure but it's not sight and if something moves between me and the light I can tell'
TO THE RAVENS
Akantha with her eyes out.
Wait, Akantha with her eyes out? Where are her eyes? Rayless, what have you done?
One of the primary sources for my novel was Lucian's satire/proto sci-fi story Trips to the Moon, where he describes the native lunarians at length. He gives them loads of fantastical features, his point being that people are gullible when they believe accounts of impossibly exotic beings dwelling in far-off lands. I had my choice of strange traits to bestow upon my own lunarian race, the Kynthians. And one in particular stood out to me, and I wondered if I dared include it:
I am afraid to mention their eyes, lest, from the incredibility of the thing, you should not believe me. I must, however, inform you that they have eyes which they take in and out whenever they please: so that they can preserve them anywhere till occasion serves, and then make use of them; many who have lost their own, borrow from others; and there are several rich men who keep a stock of eyes by them.
That's too weird, I thought. No one wants to read about a race of people who pop their eyes in and out all the time.
But, I thought, that's also really interesting.
So now, let me quote my own novel:
When it came to oddities about Kynthians, wings and pouches were intriguing novelties, but no Roman ever found the eye thing a pleasant surprise. Which was what the Romans called it – the Eye Thing, Res de Oculis. Since ancient times, as far back as any Kynthian knew, they had been able to remove their eyes, barter them, trade them for better ones. There were no delicate ligaments to sever, no blood drops to staunch. A Kynthian simply had to squeeze and squint a bit and out the eye would roll, delicate and glossy, its surface yielding just slightly to the touch before springing back. And behind the eyes, the pure silver of Lysis Kynthia's Moon. Many Romans flinched and squinched their faces whenever the subject was mentioned, let alone in evidence. But others, the richer ones, had made quite the fashion of collecting Kynthian eyes of unusual beauty. Here was one area where they bowed to Kynthian tastes, prizing the silver and gray eyes above all others.
I went with it. (I also followed Lucian's lead and gave the Kynthians pouches in their stomachs and a preference for bald men, but I drew a line at giving them ears made of leaves. The wings aren't Lucian's fault; that was something I threw in myself because I thought it would be fun to write a winged protagonist.)
The Eye Thing is a little gross, I'll grant you that, but it allowed for some interesting world-building. The Kynthians both greatly reverence their eyes and see them as somewhat expendable. In a pinch, you can sell your eyes and get a cheaper set. Lots of them save up in hopes of buying new eyes in a color they've always wanted. Or switch them out every so often, the same way we upgrade our glasses, just to freshen things up. Injury and sickness to the eyes carries a cultural shame not fully understood by the Earthborn. And their houses are covered in eye murals to commemorate their ancestors, a decorative choice that leaves many Earthborn feeling like they're being watched and judged.
Akantha does the Eye Thing several times over the story, the first time purely for spite to make a Roman uncomfortable. When you're an outcast woman in an imperial colony, you don't always have a lot of ways of fighting back, but you work with what you have.
i think it’s interesting when people looking to criticize hazbin/helluva boss come for vivziepop’s visual preoccupation with like, chains and bondage and so on because that imagery obviously compels people and always has, but also because the Eye Thing is way more prominent in her work and i don’t see anyone accusing her of being a shallow freak for that. even though whatever possible purpose it serves is way less clear
Do the slender brothers have eyes when feeling extreme anger? :D
It's been on my mind for a while now
Also my apologies that's about the best I can do for drawing it, but just imagine the skin is melting away to show bloody darkness with a random eyeball that looks very pissed.
In addition to that I like the idea of Splendy just fucking tearing open a giant fucking mouth filled with razor sharp teeth :3