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lucabyte · 1 month ago
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even dogs pass the mirror test
#hello again everyone. how's it going#isat loop#in stars and time#isat fanart#in stars and time fanart#isat#lucabyteart#isat spoilers#so. had this idea Before getting my hands on the artbook and being validated. literally have a voice note from 4:30am on the 8th where#i frantically noted down this just horrid horrid horrid caption because i'd been musing on the sasasap Dress line all day i suppose#just kind of rotating in my brain the way any kind of first time trying on new clothes for them would be .#just absolutely mental breakdown material and not one i think would be recovered from quickly. they hate being in their own skin#like. a lot? like a lot. the collateral of any kind of transfemme read was barely in my mind until it ended up relevant again while i was#actively working on this. because christ that's a bad combo. 2x different forms of body dysphoria in one. maybe even 3x somehow#plus any scenario where they get clothes is... likely gifted. something they react viciously negatively to in game and i doubt#would improve thereafter. just a veritable katamari of disgust and self-loathing#like i was mostly just thinking abt how a lot of our collective depictions of loop being alienated from their body are rather abstract#in a body horror way mostly. on account of loop being more of a metaphor than a person half the time. so i think i wanted to depict#something closer to just. a human level of body dysphoria. no focus on the whole duplicate thing just... raw disgust for the self#but with the addition of recent discussion and playing ball more with the she/her loop and transfem loop angle...#scenario of leaning into femininity to try throw off suspicion on who they are PLUS realising they might want that PLUS the party#trying to use this to bond with them PLUS body dysphoria PLUS new!gender dysphoria PLUS the usual revulsion for wanting and desire#like. that is a catastrophic combination . not coming out of that one without it getting worse for a few weeks thereafter#that's a real lash out at everyone around them and then recede in shame type breakdown. which im sure looks interesting from#the party's pov because jesus christ that touched a nerve something awful (<- they only have half the context AT BEST)#. so . there's your free scenario to ponder on if you'd want to. seeing as ive done a picture without a shitload of words on it for once#ALSO don't get smart with me in the tags about the mirror test being an absolutely ass test in most regards re: self-awareness#or that things like minnows pass it. i'm a fellow pedant dont worry. it's just that minnow doesn't really have the same ring as dog yknow?#this is supposed to be like an absolutely excruciatingly self loathing thought spoken aloud of a caption. it's pithy and cruel on purpose#and more than a little inspired by (reblogged yesterday) liminal space's 'there is no other dog. it's just you'
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teamtakagi · 11 days ago
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Thank you so much! Will respond back with something later.
OMG I love Mushishi. ❤️
A Fourth Song in the Night
Okie dokie! I ended up cheating and giving Jerran two songs. Originally I was just going to use the first one but I just couldn’t do that to Jerran, especially after the last time. Anyways I’ll leave it up to you to decide exactly when Jerran shows up and what exactly he hears.
The second song is very much the vibes that Jerran inspires (in my opinion) and arguably it could also be a song about Eleanor depending on when this is in the timeline (once again I’ll leave that up to you). Only included the first verse for brevity since it was getting long :)
@teamtakagi : Jerran had avoided that section of hallway for weeks, yet for some reason he found himself restless that evening. As Liselath's voice gently wafted out through the crack in the door, he found himself slowly sinking down on the floor to listen.
Liselath sat on her bed with bass guitar in hand, humming slowly as she thought back on the recent pyre readings she’d done. While she considered most to be a good introduction to the other members of the Veilguard, a few stood out to her as less successful; and of those few, one was disastrous. She’d underestimated the strength of the blight which ran through a warden’s blood, and worse, she’d overestimated her ability to control what came through the fire.
She cringed thinking back on that night with Jerran. She knew she owed him a better apology, she’d been the one to ask him to join her after all; but apologies were not Lisel’s forte. The unrest that the event stirred up inside her found its way out through music, Lisel had been working on her Jerran inspired song for three days now and had mostly finished it. She’d hoped to create a piece which reflected his inner strength, gallantry, and the gentle sense of wonder he inspired. Instead, she found herself strumming a familiar song, a favorite of hers. It was a tune known well by the Dalish, a dark and melancholy tale of lost love. Although as she thought through the lyrics she was struck by how much they reminded her of Jerran and everything he’d gone through.
She sighed aloud, knowing that once her brain got preoccupied with something musical, the only way to get through it was to play it a few times. She took a breath, steadied herself and then began to strum the haunting melody.
I shall tell of a hunter whose life was undone
By the cruel hand of evil, at the setting of the sun
His arrow was loosed
and it flew through the dark
And his true love was slain
as the shaft found its mark
She'd her apron wrapped about her,
and he took her for a swan
And it's, oh, and alas it was she, Polly Von
He ran up beside her and found it was she
He turned away his head
for he could not bear to see
He lifted her up and found she was dead
A fountain of tears for his true love, he shed
She'd her apron wrapped about her,
and he took her for a swan
And it's, oh, and alas it was she, Polly Von
He bore her away to his home by the sea
Cryin', "Father, oh, father, I murdered poor Polly
I've killed my fair love in the flower of her life
And I always intended that she be my wife"
"But she'd her apron wrapped about her,
and I took her for a swan
And it's oh, and alas it was she, Polly Von"
He roamed near the place
where his true love was slain
He wept bitter tears, but his cries were all in vain
As he looked on the lake, a swan glided by
And the sun slowly sank in the gray of the sky
She'd her apron wrapped about her,
and he took her for a swan
And it's, oh, and alas it was she, Polly Von
Briefly she considered the idea of sharing the song with Jerran. From what she could understand from the twisted visions, there was a considerable amount of restless ambiguity surrounding Kyra’s fate. No outcome Lisel could imagine was very comforting, but if Jerran was anything like her he might get some closure in simply making up an ending for her. Yet the more she considered it, the more it felt like wishful thinking. She doubted most warden’s would think like her, and more so, a warden knew better than anyone the likely fate of a woman dragged off by darkspawn.
A shiver went down her spine as she recalled the memory.
“Better get back to it. At least then something good will have come out of all this.” Lisel said while fighting off a yawn. She began strumming again, this time being the song she’d intended for Jerran in the first place.
I walked ten thousand miles,
ten thousand miles to see you
And every gasp of breath
I grabbed at just to find you
I climbed up every hills to get, to you
I wondered ancient lands to hold, just you
And every single step of the way,
I pay-hey hey hey hey
Every single night and day
I searched for you
Through sandstorms and hazy dawns
I reached for you
With that, Lisel rose to her feet and sat her bass down by the dresser. She flashed a smile at herself as she passed the mirror, stopping to examine the toll the late night had on her face. It was only then that she noticed the slight crack in the door. She whirled around and took a few rushed steps towards the door, stopping an arms length away from it.
“Someone there?” She called out, worry apparent in her tone.
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apple-onigiri · 3 months ago
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i think an aspect that might've gone a bit unexplored at large in the post-canon isat content is the niche of siffrin's social fumblage skyrocketing. the loops let them figure out an optimal strategy to get stuff done and it will be weird for them without that safety net, yes, yes, but they also got used to being able to fix their mistakes in conversations. they're allergic to changing the script... unless it lets them avoid making mira upset, or talk to an upset bonnie and then talk to them again because they blundered the first time so hard bonnie had a fit of pique so bad it made siffrin loop.
even before act 5, which a bit of an outlier with how pushed to the limit siffrin is in it, they say things without putting much thought into them and then bemoan saying them - think friendquests, and how much time in them siffrin spends thinking "ughhhh why did i say that the first time", or their comment about the world being inside the universe that's only available in act 4 that concludes with them thinking "stars, why would you say that"
all i'm saying is mx. no-filter would fall into the tmi pits so much more often because their brain recalibrated to a no material consequences mode, and be left with only a mental "whyyyy did i sayyy thattt" as a consolation prize
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bee-sidebranch · 1 year ago
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horsie
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chatlote · 2 years ago
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New Game + ...but they both remember the previous timeline.
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hmsdoodlin · 2 months ago
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One of my favorite headcanons is that Heart is often violent during his crying fits, especially if someone is trying to comfort him.
Soul struggles to keep him still as he sobs and squirms, beating desperate fists into Souls chest because it’s all too much and he has so much pent up energy. Tightening his grasp on Souls shoulders until bruises form and Soul has to practically man handle him to get him to calm down.
Soul wakes up sore and covered in bruises in the morning, trying his hardest not to hiss in pain as he goes about his daily activities. Heart struggles to fully remember, but he knows it’s because of him, the guilt eats him alive.
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ian-bean-92 · 27 days ago
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A moody WIP I finally finished
Tried using the grass brush for once in clipstudio
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fobnsfwdoodlesbackup · 7 months ago
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could you maybe… draw patrick but like. a little bigger. chunkier. fatter….
He's a bear preparing for the winter 💕
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felicitywilds · 2 years ago
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"im always alright" says the man in possession the deepest, most profound sense of sadness anyone could ever conceive
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shower-racoon · 10 months ago
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Terraria fans, imagine you're a famous baseball player and are about to bat the winning hit. accidentally, the pitcher tosses a Christian copy of Minecraft at you. would you still hit the copy of Minecraft out of the stadium and win millions, or spare the Christian copy of Minecraft?
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realjem · 3 months ago
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hey trans people! reminder that you are cool and i love you
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labbaik-ya-hussain-as · 1 year ago
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ace-ogato · 3 months ago
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Personally I think cream doesn’t choose who gets to go in, (bc if so then I don’t think there’d be any restriction bc with their lonely ass I think after a while they’d just be like “ANYONE CAN COME IN JUST PLEASE VISIT AND STAY WITH ME!!”) I think the park itself chooses, its like how neverland does it, like the park itself is a sort of entity alongside cream, and it decides whether you get in or not and cream is just like “well I don’t agree with that but okay guess you can’t come in :(“
Yeah this certainly makes the most sense. the park being a separate entity in a way just adds to the growing list of strange and unusual things going on. Also extremely horrifying in it's own way ??? Also also can it (the park) lighten up :/ "pure of heart" whatEVER god forbid evil people wanna take a ride every now and then Massive fucking Cream Unicorn L to be like "sorry I can't let you in my landlord CookieLand, the totally-not sentient park, says no :(" like EXCUSE ME
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agent-gladhand · 10 months ago
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Hihihihihi, I've come to bring you more questions for projects!
I want to test the waters of running a sticker club, based on reception from the interest check (Still ongoing here). If you haven't already, please fill it out!
For those interested, what sticker sheet theme would you like to see for the month of October?
❗ General Info
Sticker sheets will contain roughly 7 to 12 designs, with a cost of $10 (North America) / $13 (International) monthly, shipping included. Orders will be intended ship during the last week of the month with this test run. Poll here ends 9/9 and Sticker Club membership should open 10/1!
❗ Options Explained
🌟 Original (Featuring original characters/not exclusive to fandom)
🌟 Mixed Fandoms (Featuring characters from multiple fandoms, mainly video games and anime)
🌟 Both (Featuring both Original and Mixed Fandom characters, Originals featured will be limited to 1-3 stickers) If you would like certain characters featured, leave a comment on who you'd like to see!
Thank you!
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cel-aerion · 3 months ago
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The MadMare fic I wrote a couple months ago: "What if I took this fucked up dynamic and made it end up weirdly wholesome."
My brain the last few days: "What if I went back and wrote a new version where instead things end up even more fucked up than they started."
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sschmendrick · 1 year ago
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I have a question for my brazilian mutuals, and really anyone who speaks portuguese.
How would you say to stretch yourself ? Cause I've seen alongar-se, esticar-se and espreguiçar-se and some of the examples I've found for each work but others don't and I don't know which one would be the most casually used. As in : I'm doing my morning stretches / in the morning or after a workout session I stretch.
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