How do I react to this
Suddenly getting gripped and thrown here, away from the people I know
AND LEARNING OH! THERE IS A MUSICAL!
and learning about this future
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I used to be hardcore hyperfixated in Greek mythology when I was like 10 (very much thanks to Disney's Hercules LOL), and lately I've been both listening to Epic the Musical and bingewatching the Hercules Animated Series, which reignited my interest
wanted to just for funsies to design a Hercules universe version for Eos, the goddess of dawn!! She's a cheerful ditzy lady with "that overbearing but well meaning next door auntie" energy, who is VERY VERY forgetful at times (remember that myth about her asking Zeus to grant eternal life to her mortal husband, but forgetting to ask eternal youth for him as well, causing said husband to wither away into a grasshopper. Whoops)
Also she is cheerful and smiley, but she's sorta putting a "customer service face" on 24/7 and repressing her anger and negative feelings because she's expected to be the gentle, motherly dawn goddess all the time. Deep down, she wants to go feral and rip things into pieces FDKJFDJKFJ
During dusk, she is called Hespera and her color palette becomes darker in a cozy way :>
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i've been getting a lot of fomo of seeing all my friends and mutuals playing baldurs gate 3 and was tempted to buy it. then seeing you drawing fanart and seeing it on my dash made me look inside myself and acknowledge my true self and desires... so i bought pioneers of olive town. its in the mail, but im excited for it to arrive. :)
YEAH ITS SUPER CUTE IMO !!! I don't even have a console/PC capable of BG3 so I totally get the thought of 'oh im missing out' but I really enjoy the relaxing farming games... I'm super flattered to hear my love of these games influences people to try em out - that my love shows enough to make people curious. Thank you anon for sending this (I immediately screamed at three people on discord after seeing this bc holy moly truly high honors here).
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Florian and Drissa, my Hero of Kvatch duo! Florian sticks to the main quest for the most part, but Drissa is a bit less involved - splitting ways after escorting Martin to Cloud Ruler Temple and falling into something much darker... Though their paths end up crossing more often than they expect!
Finally finished drawing these after what feels like ages, the first two of my elder scrolls OC portraits! Was going to do a background, but I really wasn't feeling up to it - maybe in the future though!
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[ @flightofaqrow // for oz ]
They really do not like being fifteen. How it makes everything seem larger-than-life, a simple conversation as cauterizing as the fires of war; Ozma clasps Oscar’s hands behind his back to stifle their clawing need to fidget, and coughs quietly from the doorway. It feels too invasive, too presumptive to step further into the room without invitation.
“I… ah.”
Perhaps this is the wrong time. It’s only been a few hours since Qrow and the others arrived in Vacuo, aching and weary yet driven by desperate optimism that the evacuation had gone according to plan, radio silence from the rearguard or no; only a few hours since whatever small spark of hope Qrow had kept burning was smothered by the truth that his nieces had fallen in battle.
There’s not even anything left to bury.
Ozma has delivered news of this kind and mouthed the same inadequate sentiments of sympathy time and time again, has felt the fangs of grief envenoming their own heart across a thousand lifetimes; and while it is never easy, it has never felt so thorny as this. The last time they spoke—
Meeting you was the worst luck of my life.
None could argue otherwise. Ruining lives is, after all, just what Ozma does.
“Qrow,” they manage at last. “I… know I’m probably the last person you wish to hear from now; and I won’t… stay for—but I do want to express how sorry I am, for your loss.” Some might see in the old cynic’s laxity with the children a lack of care, but after so many years of watching Qrow seal himself away like a monster in a labyrinth, Ozma can think of nothing but how fiercely he must have loved those girls, to dare be near them at all. “I’m sorry. They—will never be forgotten.”
Bitter comfort though that is.
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Incoming vent rant (needed to air out my anger after the past 3 days, considering my pain level I'd say is at a 6 out of 10, and the more constant pain I'm in, the more pissed I get lol...)
This month, let alone this week, has not been kind to me... and it's only Tuesday, THE THIRD ">_>
When this month starts off shitty due to something personal related (not health related thankfully, (although it IS insurance related is all I'll say, it could definitely be worse though, but...) it's actually put me in a pretty pissy mood these past few days, which I'm praying Friday it's taken care of, so hoping Friday goes over well)
Monday, my "rest up before a long ass week" day, I had to take my car in to get an oil change as my light just lit up, went to a "Take 5" and after waiting 30 minutes, being inside the place that does it, with my car off cause no idea when they would actually just "start" doing stuff... "Oh, we don't have the right thing to change your oil, so we can't do it." THANKS FOR SAYING IT AFTER MAKING ME WAIT (instead of checking real quick if it can be done... then having me wait for everyone that came before me go... although I think they were understaffed too)
Then after, I go to a local donut place, that I have been trying to get a coconut flavor for, for WEEKS, even went the day before and they said "oh we will have it tomorrow!" and they still didn't have it... (they have said this 3 times now at this point) pretty much making my outing a complete waste of time.
Today being Tuesday?
I've been almost crashed into 6+ times (at least twice my mom yelped at people almost creaming me)
The donut place, after saying I'd be back at noon today? "It will be ready at 5-6 today!" How. Many. Times...
I drop my mom off for her appointment, which normally this one takes 3 hours due to ALWAYS being behind, get a Slurpee... which tasted like a cheap drink... and then every place I went to, for SOME reason, after lunch? Big lines.
I get done with the final place almost, expecting to get back and chill and relax after such a hectic afternoon and week so far... (after picking up a pizza cause a good deal usually happened at a certain pizza place nearby on Tuesdays)
Mom texts: Oh, I'm just about done, there was no one in the doctor's office today! So we can keep doing errands once you get back!
Me thinking... "Can I get just 5 minutes... FIVE. MINUTES."
Dealt with more cars trying to ram me (If you go to Florida, be VERY CAUTIOUS about driving here, the people are lunatic drivers, even more so lately it feels like, literally had to slam on my brakes twice today because people THINK THEY OWN THE ROAD, TO PULL OUT IN FRONT OF ME)
After finally eating today (I only had donut holes at this point btw today... it was pizza though, but...)
I think my nerves from all the shit happening these past few days finally caught up to me and I got nauseated for like an hour or so, which going back to the donut place didn't help (it still wasn't ready when I got there, it was almost 6 pm) and after they brought it out... it wasn't even the right donuts.
"Wait, OHHHH... you wanted the white, coconut donuts we served like, 3 months ago right? With the coconut drizzle? Oh yeah, no that was discontinued."
Me thinking: ... I LITERALLY TOLD YOU THIS EVERY TIME "I want the coconut donut that had white frosting, and coconut flakes drizzled on top of the donut"
I got whatever the hell they made, got home, let dogs out (while it pretty much was almost raining) and it took me 2 hours to get a shower and now lay down in bed.
... and it just keeps going tomorrow lol...
(Gotta be ready by noon, and will be out probably till 6 or so doing "Military Monthly run" aka pick up medicine, pick up veterinarian stuff for dogs, maybe mail some stuff or do a bank run (these 2 not always), followed by pick up cards and any random stuff at the Base Exchange, then the Commissary for almost 2 hours for the family monthly grocery supply [and this is why I call it "grocery day" as it's an all day affair, that literally is dedicated for goods for the month])
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Crack Au fic Snippet #2
Fox: Fox Out.
: Fox is offline:
Tech: .... okay.
Cody: That's normal.
Cody: Looks like it's just the two of us then.
Tech: That will probably be for the best.
Cody: ???
Tech: The device that I have successfully hacked is linked to your device.
Cody: .......
Cody: So, I’m the bait then.
Tech: Precisely
Cody: .......Tech.
Cody: How did you manage to hack the device exactly?
Tech: I had to temporally take control of your device, commander.
Cody: And you did this remotely?
Tech: Only momentarily. I have been monitoring all nine infected GAR accounts since the start of my involvement on this mission.
Cody: ........I should be more concerned about that.
Cody: But, at the moment I just want to catch this bastard.
Cody: Okay how do you plan on getting their attention?
Tech: They are online right now.
Cody: wat?
Tech: The culprit seems to be typing in a solo chat that is locked to any outside influence.
Cody: Okay......
Cody: Do we know why?
Tech: Unknown. And since we cannot grantee that the culprit will stay online long enough for me to back track the link. I thought beneficial it to have you interact with them via your own account while I worked.
Cody: .....
Cody: This was just a courtesy call to let me know that I was being used as bait wasn’t it.
Tech: .... I can neither confirm nor deny that statement.
: Hunter is Online:
Hunter: We told him to call you first.
: Hunter is offline:
Cody: .....
Tech: .....
Cody: Alright, lets get this over with.
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