#walking in rain
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dukeofwinthrope · 3 months ago
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xinwenwang · 8 months ago
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Walking in Rain
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fisheem4mmal · 8 months ago
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☂️
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vulturemask · 2 months ago
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cihznat · 4 months ago
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WIP
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Such a lovely walk with your beloved eldritch entity covering you from the rain.
I'll probably do a few changes but... We'll, it's a wip~ no worries 'bout that now
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x66r9u · 2 months ago
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Fire walk with me
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spotsupstuff · 3 months ago
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List of things that sparked joy in my little Ancient culture enthusiast heart:
The moths in the Ancient Urban are essentially pigeons, including the fact some of them are tagged.
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Finally a proper and canon confirmation that Ancients really did have pets, positive relationships with animals and weren't Only stuck in glass cubes on display like Moon implies once. It can also mean that they did research into animal behaviour, such as tracking migrating and such. From how biologists are in real life, we can assume they were even genuinely passionate & happy about these type of things.
All the pottery and plates in that workshop room,
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A confirmation that they did have paper and used scrolls for writing stuff down,
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alongside with the pearls that they, too, could perhaps freely read or one of those things on the shelf there might be a pearl reader, if it is more technologically based (CDs type information keeping)
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I also wonder if those things there are books- with stone tablet pages or paper ones? digital things hidden in hardcovers?- or something else entirely. Do they maybe hold orders for earthenware?
The masks on the wall, they feel so real compared to the murals.
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Are they of the same person or is it of the workers there or maybe a family? Some of them look similar to those in the murals.
While at the concept of family, they had creches, but it doesn't sound like it was an outright job in the sense that they seem to have been community-raised (I fuckin' knew it I can put down my tin hat now).
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They had hard beds, similar to what used to be used in old china iirc, along with that pillow/headrest
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This kinda thing. They were made out of porcelain to keep the head cool in the night, but I think some where out of wood too.
The bustling of the city.
The normalcy of people going about their day, talking, the vehicles zipping by (they had some kind of motor vehicles!!!!).
The architecture, in both the Ancient Urban and the Outer Rim (those roofs made the right side worth it to me, that's how much I love these bastards)
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I find it very funny that what looks to me like a REALLY poor ass cable management seems like the height of decorative prowess to them. Also some insight into how the void ,,bath" actually looked like.
The toys... just the toys.
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Alongside these dialogues
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And the one about him remembering the halls he ran through- oh when I say that I adore the fact that this Echo is a kid stuck here, lonely and vulnerable with polite speech not plaguing it.
The original Echoes combined with the Iterators' distaste for the species as whole painted the Ancients as these heartless things lazer focused only on the Ascension, religion and rituals. There wasn't much space for thinking about them in a more human manner and I feel like most of the fandom did depict the Ancients only as the impression was given. Bunch of posh full of themselves suckups, uncaring much for one another or anything around them.
I get kinda annoyed when there's an insistance that some kind of sapient species has done only bad. With humans, too, I just about had it with the demonization, negativity and staggering blindness to the beauty and good we can and do create- in both fiction and reality. Same goes for these dumbasses.
Disko kid here begs to challenge that impression. He's lost and alone and kind of scared, stuck here not knowing how to move forward. He mourns the regularity and simplicity of his room, the nostalgia of shelves and toys, the golden sunrays sneaking in through the windows. He brings a certain humanity into the consideration of Ancients.
That maybe, only maybe.. they deserve to be mourned.
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morganbritton132 · 11 days ago
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Tommy and Carol knew each other first.
They were in the same pre-school class but they weren’t friends. In fact, they didn’t like each other much until Steve befriended Carol a couple weeks into kindergarten.
Carol is sitting on a bench outside the school, watching the after-school traffic slowly disappear when Steve walks up to her. He points to the orange and white plush cat she has clutches to her chest and asks, “Who’s that?”
“This is Mr. Whiskers,” She answers. “He’s my best friend.”
“My best friend is Tommy,” Steve tells her, sitting on the bench next to her. “How come you’re allowed to have toys in class? My mama said I can’t bring toys to school.”
“Mr Whiskers isn’t a toy,” She scoffs, squeezing the cat closer. “My daddy says he’s a good luck charm and Miss Bailey says I can have him ‘cause my daddy is away. He’s in the Navy and I miss him.”
“My dad is in San Fran-fisco,” Steve nods. “I miss him too.”
They sit in silence for a bit, Carol kicking her legs out in front of her. Steve squints at the parking lot before asking, “Why are you still here?”
“My big sister picks me up but she’s trying out for the cheer team so I got to wait for Mommy,” Carol tells him. “She works at the Red Cross. That’s far away. Where’s your mommy?”
“Oh, Mama is with Dad,” Steve tells her. “She doesn’t have a job but sometimes she goes with Dad ‘cause his eyes wander off without her super-vision.”
Carol’s eyes go wide, “His eyes fall out!?”
“Yeah,” Steve stresses, leaning in and whispering a secret, “One time I saw Dad take his eyes out and put them in a case on his nightstand.”
“Whoa.”
“I know,” Steve nods. “Sometimes I think he’s from Star Trek but Mama says he isn’t.”
Carol tilts her head, realizes something, and then frowns, “But who is gonna pick you up?”
“I’m gonna walk home,” He says proudly. “I’m big. Mama says I’m allowed ‘cause I know the way.”
“Then why are you still here?”
“Cause you are.”
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lilybug-02 · 10 months ago
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City of Tears. But Mini.
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I wanted to make an atmospheric art piece with Dewi. And the City of Tears is one of the most sorrowing, beautiful, and grand places to do that. This is a lot of firsts for me regarding the architecture and lighting. The shadows cover a lot, and it may have been too much. I'm happy with how it turned out tho.
No idea how Dewi found his way into the City. Probably magic. Probably plot too :) But oh boy, he is experiencing childlike wonder in his raincoat!
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This is a better show of the line detail I needlessly covered up in the final lol
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guzgecesi · 9 months ago
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seungs · 11 months ago
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Lee Know – ‘JJAM’ comeback stage @ Show! Music Core (240810)
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pumpkinnkidd · 11 months ago
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SLUGCAT BEAM 💥 💥💥
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uefiser · 5 months ago
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the-colossal · 1 year ago
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Lmfaoo it’s a thing of beauty
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Run bitch RUUUUUUUN!
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iinryer · 5 months ago
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something something the last time they were in the rain together was the last time buck’s heart stopped isn’t it funny how history repeats itself etc etc
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pien-art · 1 year ago
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So in love with this chalk drawing i saw at the train station 😭 I want to be this happy. creacher….
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