#and my brain just connected the dots like...

[lumilasi]

Silco with the Big Woof

A scene a reader asked to see drawn for The Lightkeeper. I tried to make a proper BG but my brain refused to cooperate, so I gave up and made it something vague lol

Scene in question below:

Silco huffs, clutching the bedsheets beneath him as he attempts to keep his nerves in check. Vander studies him for a moment before nodding, stepping further away from the table as he closes his eyes.

Silco had never actually seen the transformation, so he didn’t know what to expect. Flecks of purplish glow start dancing around Vander, and like he’d warned, the smell of his blood intensified tenfold, a guttural, distant growl echoing in the air. Silco backs away reflexively, watching with increasing fear as the glow intensifies, making him only able to see Vander’s silhouette morphing, muscles and fur growing over his body as that growl intensifies in volume.

Finally, the red eyes snap open and the glow and pressure from the arcane itself vanishes in an instant, leaving a massive, hulking beast with wolflike head and thick fur in Vander’s place.

Silco reflexively tugs his legs to his chest, watching with baited breath as the beast grunts, rolling its shoulders seemingly getting used to this form again. Getting a proper look at the Lycan, Silco notes there was a tail included as well, and admittedly somehow that made the sight a fraction less threatening. Still, as soon as those crimson red eyes land on Silco, he finds the earlier fear creep right back in, backing away against the wall even more. He squeezes his seeing eye shut reflexively as the beast walks closer, swallowing down hard and trying to calm down. It was still Vander, he reminded himself, it wasn’t the full moon yet.

It was fine, he was fine, he was---

Silco freezes in fright as he feels those large, clawed hands touch him, feeling them land on his knees, coaxing him to uncurl himself a little. He didn’t exactly have the strength to resist, too much of a frail twig in comparison to the massive beast.

Then, he feels something warm settle on him, and as Silco dares to snap his eyes open, he’s met with a massive wolf head currently dropped on his lap. Silco just….stares at the sight, the wide red eyes looking up at him with clear intelligence still in them. For a moment he just processes the sight, before hesitantly placing his hand atop the beast’s head, noting the fur was quite soft.

The touch makes the massive beast wag his tail, and upon seeing that….Silco bursts into laughter.

"You got no business looking that cute right now you mutt!”

He pokes Vander’s canine forehead, gaining a snort in response while the beastly Vander shifts, pressing his snout firmly against his stomach. The tail wagging only intensified, and Silco couldn’t help himself, starting to pet the soft fluff gently. Suddenly, this beast looked a whole lot less intimidating from what he could remember of that night, even if he was still massive and had claws long enough to pierce right through his thin arms.

The thought makes him falter for a second, only for Vander to nuzzle closer, letting out a soft rumble. Silco breathes out slowly, continuing to pet his head to try and calm down again, which was likely exactly the reason Vander was doing this.

"..Can you talk like this, when you are the one in control?”

The beastly Vander tilts his head with a puzzled expression, then lifts his hand to tap his head with a claw. At first Silco doesn’t understand what he was trying to say, but eventually connects the dots, given he wasn’t unfamiliar with the concept. It was a common way to communicate among Sirens in case someone was deaf or hard-of-hearing.

"Telepathy? Ah….that doesn’t work with me very well. Because of my condition, I can’t really….hear it…sorry if you tried to say something to me.”

Silco shrugs, feeling uneasy about admitting yet another way of which he was somehow broken. Vander lifts his head away from his lap, gently nuzzling his cheek with his wolf snout as if to tell him wordlessly that it was alright. Silco breaths out a sigh, slipping his arms around the wolf neck, digging his fingers into the thick fur while resting his head against the side of Vander’s wolf head.

Vander lets him cling to him like that for a moment, before pulling back, now nuzzling against his collarbone while looking up at him with a rumbling sound leaving his throat. He was looking at Silco, as if waiting for something, and he soon realizes what, judging from the way the wolf glances at his neck.

"Right….I suppose we should...get this over with.”

[my-drama-heart2406]

If I had a penny for everytime a guy who played a total scumbag on D.P. co-stared in the same project with Lee Jae Wook, whose character is very obviously attracted to LJW's character and who also finds LJW really attractive in real life...

I would have two pennys.

Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.

[loveipromiseimnotinsane]

I'm sorry but if you're mad about Mags, Wiress, beetee, and effie being in SOTR I'm simply going to assume you read the books with your eyes closed.

[opalescent-cheetah]

"my blue, and your orange... I guess something will remember us." --River Song, Archipelago (The Ninth Doctor Adventures: Star-Crossed)

blue and orange.

orange and blue.

they are intertwined, always.

she is blue, like the TARDIS - his TARDIS, her second mother. blue like the diary modelled after it.

he is orange, like the life she breathed back into him, lifetimes sealed in a single kiss. (clock that blue light flare on river too-!!)

blue and orange. orange and blue. the colours where they come to life.

even his TARDIS interior is blue and orange: the echo of a timeline that still lingers in soft whispers.

from an artistic perspective, these colours were probably only used together so often because they're complementary, which can add depth and distinction to a shot. but still, it feels meaningful: they're complementary. just like river and the doctor. so different, and yet they look and work perfectly together.

now, if you'll allow me to stretch the point a little further, let's go back to lake silencio, at the junction where sand meets water:

(i'm calling this a stretch because i'm well aware the sand is more yellow than orange, lol. but those colours are analogous so... i figured the idea was worth keeping in)

she emerges from the water, so cold, so blue.

he descends from the sands, golden and warm.

they meet where land meets water, orange yellow meeting blue. he is the sun and she his sky, and at 5:02pm, the universe folds itself around them, curling in on the point where these colours converge.

[kat-aa]

unfortunately for us all, the 2016 d*emon ph*ngirl still lurks within me, and she needs to be fed, so welcome to:

Kat (kinda jokingly, kinda not) Reads Into Things That Don't Need To Be Read Into (instead of doing something potentially productive with her life, such as her homework)

anyway. fair-warning. the mental connections here are gonna be nebulous at best, completely unhinged at worst. and they're light-hearted so don't be mad im joking. but here's what we're analyzing today:

arguably the cutest clip of the video, but there's a few random moments here that make me feel insane bc either i'm reading into things or they know and are phucking with us.

circumstances: so obviously tons of husband/marriage references in their recent videos, including the cursed "hide your hand they might see it" "what? the lack of wedding ring?" moment, which inevitably, leads the mind in certain directions, especially when its related to dan and phil, the two sneakiest people in the word

exhibit a: the hand grab/slap

like ok, sure, you could argue phil is just exerting "im-on-tour-energy" previously seen in tour videos, and you're probably right but i can't help but jump at the fact that that's dan's left hand AND one could say, given the aforementioned circumstances, that he's miming slapping a ring on it. AND HE MAKES DIRECT EYE CONTACT WITH THE CAMERA WHILE HE DOES IT. which may seem like a stretch until we move on to-

exhibit b: "you thought you were getting my hand, i got yours bitch"

LIKE PLEASE I CAN'T BE THE ONLY ONE GETTING HUNG UP ON THE WORDING? like it just sounds like "getting/taking your hand in marriage" still think its a stretch? on to-

exhibit c: "that's how they do it in iceland"

yes, rationally, the last question they did was iceland related. but this is not the time, nor place, for rational thinking. and we know dan and phil lurk in places they don't belong (hey guys <3) so you can reasonably assume they know about the iceland wedding conspiracy thus,

the only natural conclusion is:

phil proposed to dan before dan could propose to phil (as such, resulting further in the support of exhibit b) along with the marginal importance of *gasp* -

exhibit d: "domination"

phil has asserted his dominance by proposing first :)

thanks for listening, tune in next week for further delusions sponsored by kat's procrastination <3

[mitchmotch]

dandadan x tgswiiwagaa and vice versa. no one asked for this 🔥

[waterme-stories]

I knew it. I spent like three hours drawing a Joe's Pizza box one time, I knew it was the same fucking font (or very close). That diner is a goddamn varient of Joe's Pizza from Spider-Man 2.

[luuxxart]

evil win! the ones plotting for your mysterious death are uncle and nephew!

[fettiowi]

Spinel's plan in the movie seems weirdly complicated, but i can totally see her coming up with it on the fly when she figures out her options Like she goes to Pink's secret weapon stash thingy or whatever, not knowing what shes looking for but just knowing she wants something that can cause some reaaal damage. She eyes the rejuvenator (not knowing that it is outdated and not used anymore) and shes like ohoho yess Then idk she activates the injector by accident and shes just staring up at this giant thing filled with deadly bio poison to kill an entire planet that she can control by herself somehow and shes like OHOHO YESSSS

[stagefoureddiediaz]

Oh!

Oh oh oh! I think I’ve cracked the Tim code and I’m feeling rather insane about it - might throw up actually.

Bear with me while I compose it into a post (which means an essay because it’s me), but I think we’ve been looking at it all wrong when it comes to T*mmy and now I understand why Buck is getting the Gerrard storyline and the golf scene. If I’m right it’s pure genius actually and the red herrings have had us all looking in the wrong direction this entire time.

Omg I’ve been so dense!!!

[greennoobartist]

Anyone ever got a song stuck in their head that just gives vibes™ and makes you wanna cry 😢

[astarionconsort]

Dilemma of liking a villain is like

"I dont want littlefinger to die, I just need him not winning!" Please just give this man eternal imprisonment in his tower with some enrichment or something, like a hamster. I KNOW he is evil and all but damn he's a magnificent bastard and I'm a bit too attached

[microwavetoaster-selfships]

I think I need that "Wow, I haven't stubbed my toe in five months! I was then shot fifty-seven times." Audio again

[telesodalite]

...what if Krok still does those lil excited or affectionate head taps they do in sports...

Like, he goes full on headbutt because they just survived something really dangerous and stupid and the adrenaline is still going and next thing one of the others knows is that he's grabbing their collar and clacking their helms together with a breathy sorta "holy shit we're ok!?" kinda laughter

Or other times, when things are going rough, or they're about to jump into the thick of it, or someone's on the verge of panicking, he's instinctively reaching for their helm and pulling them close with a gentle but firm tap, reassuring words, and one hell of a "we probably got this" pat on the shoulder

[highly-opinionated-ramblings]

When the concept of fantasy as an escape from reality is woven into the fabric of the story itself

[amoneki-ramblings]

Continuing on the religion thoughts/rambles

I just think that a really interesting comparison could be made between ghouls and needing to eat human flesh/blood and like communion/the eucharist?? Like hear me out,

You could probably already draw the connection with people having to eat the actual body and blood of christ and ghouls needing to human flesh. There's also the fact that this practice is an actual necessity for ghouls, like they depend on it to live, as it's the only thing they can consume that'll actual sustain them (unlike coffee), which makes it sacred in a way (not to mention ghouls treat humans/human bodies in a special way that doesn't translate to humans, for example donato mentions how they view the head as the "centerpiece" of a meal, and it is a special part of ghoul meals, we see Yomo put his hands together and bow his head before collecting corpses, the way Shuu acts about his gourmet meals sometimes (also reminding me of a line I saw once in a tg fic, "Not the blood of Christ but certainly the blood of someone else"), etc., just the way that (by some at least) it's held in high honor, and it is a sacrifice).

There's also the fact that hunger will drive ghouls to insanity (and cannibalism still slowly eats away at their minds), the only way they can be "saved" from this fate is consuming human flesh

There's this one verse; John 6:53 that has multiple variations but generally goes “Unless you eat my body and drink my blood, there is no life in you" While it can be very symbolic in the context of religion for ghouls it would be very literal, as they have no choice but to consume the body and blood of humans or they slowly and painfully die

Just. Something something comparison between ghouls eating humans and communion, something something corruption of religious ideas because the lives of ghouls and their need to kill and feed off of humans is regarded as a sin/sinful. Does this make sense.

Ummm I was gonna try and fit that in with amoneki but I ran out of thought juice orz. Tbf I think this kind of connection/irony would definitely not be lost to Kaneki, I think he'd have some interesting thoughts on that as well I just forgot where I was going with this :skull: