#tiny tidbits

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pets | Chip ‘n Dale

So… I edited Radiance’s (from The Cursed Heart) sprite to make sprites for Lenny’s pet mice! Chip and Dale are named after the show: Chip ‘n Dale. Lenny really likes old cartoons so she couldn’t help but name them after two of her favorite characters!

She was only supposed to get one mouse but kinda conned her way into two by convincing both parents that the other wasn’t 🤭

edits of Dale (left) and Chip (right)

[toshodai]

Magus Tiny Tidbit #3: the emblem of the Central Library, engraved above some of the shelves in its complex and on its banner at the start of chapter 20. The tablet in the center is a representation of the Paean of the Sea of Trees, one of the Seven Seminal Scripts.

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What has your MC been doing since book two? Any specific HCs?

Yea! Va’or has been home hunting. Un only went on the bk1 adventure because Kade was in danger. That was supposed to be it. Once all that was said and done, un was looking forward to going back to Riverbend and tending to un’s garden while figuring out how to make things with Imtura work. Unfortunately, book 2 kind of… happened to unk. Everything just kinda left unk tired and homesick.

But Riverbend isn’t the same place anymore. It’s not the village by the river. It’s the home of the Hero of Riverbend where they throw grand celebrations on un’s birthday where un’s home is a museum for strangers to peek through. So, Va’or’s been trying to find somewhere new to stay while handling the effects of collapsing the realms together 👍

Oh, and trying to figure out what to do with these new feelings for Mal?

How does your MC feel about religion (any kind: Light, old gods, new gods, orcish—nature, something else)?

If pressed, Va’or would probably say un relates to orcish religions the most but that’s not quite true. Va’or simply wants to disappear after death. No afterlife. No joining into the Elements. Simply stop existing.

Honestly, all the other religions make Va’or tired. Generally, Va’or concerns unkself with the material, practical world in a way that leaves un’s spirituality sorely lacking. And… Va’or is not impressed with any of the major religions.

Elves go on and on about justice and balancing one’s debt and the commonhood of the Elf. Va’or, being wheelchair bound, can’t wander around Undermount on un’s own. The elves, for all their talk, don’t believe in ramps apparently. Probably not aesthetic enough.

The Temple, an institution un was largely detached from, keep expressing remorse over not being able to fix unk. It’s not even something unk wants.

The Elements haven’t committed any major offenses tbf, but becoming part of the world after death is both terrifying and tiring. Va’or doesn’t want to exist past death. Death should be it!! Un’s soul should be permanently gone!! In book 2, un wanted to be cremated so no part of un’s body lingers around. Joining the chorus of the world after death sounds so much worse.

How does your MC feel about death and the afterlife?

For a lot (if not the whole) of Book 2, Va’or felt like un was living past death. The day un gained consciousness and escaped was the day un was resurrected. As in, Va’or holds the private belief that in hadn’t been unconscious, un was just dead. And un only came back to life because the Watcher willed it so. The same way Va’or willed Nia back to life in book 1.

It’s not that Va’or doesn’t know un is alive. Far from it, but being alive no longer feels real. There’s a disassociation between unkself and life that didn’t exist in book 1. And it’s so hard being there for the rest of the group when un is slowly losing the will to keep going. Frankly, Va’or was just going through the motions —no different from an actor in a play.

At the end of Book 2, Va’or had resolved in unkself to take a break and focus on feeling alive again!! But, refer back to question one, un hadn’t had the chance for that to happen yet. Between dealing with the after effects of collapsing the realms and trying to make things with Imtura work and going home hunting for somewhere quiet, there wasn’t time to take things slow.

And then Va’or dies. Like, really dies. And, un is not quite sure what to think.

Get to know our Blades MCs: Week One

What has your MC been doing since book two? Any specific HCs?

How does your MC feel about religion (any kind: Light, old gods, new gods, orcish—nature, something else)?

How does your MC feel about death and the afterlife?

[Blades of Light & Shadow 3 Book Club]

[rontra]

Persona failteacher yuri, comic #29: failteachers new year, failteachers anniversary :) [AU masterpost]

shimane prefecture is the second-least populous prefecture in japan, with the #1 least populous being its direct neighbor tottori. it's never said where in shimane ms. toriumi is from, but you know i love a character with a dialect (and kawakami loves language ♥)

damn. remember the ps vita?

also, february 6th is the anniversary of the first failteachers post! after anon pointed that out to me i became really motivated to finish this today. anniversary post! anniversary post!

[choicesmc]

alessandro valentine (left) valentina valentine (post-grad, center) valentina valentine (highschool, right)

all made with [djarn’s character maker pt 2]

some notes:

Alessandro’s tooth gap isn’t visible here :( (<- he has a tooth gap on his bottom row btw)

Alessandro’s hair isn’t light purple like that, it’s a real dark purple that’s almost black

Lenny’s eyebrow piercings are actually on her left eyebrow, not her right

[choicesmc]

@leafkingofbirds

I think this would be another pretty wedding dress!!

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[toshodai]

Magus Tiny Tidbit #1: the traditional Hyron greeting is a handshake performed with one's left hand.

[yuesya]

Still nothing.

Aventurine is literally standing in the grand reception halls of Penacony’s Reverie hotel right now, and he still has yet to hear anything from Lyra.

Something is definitely wrong.

The man lets out a faint ‘tsk,’ fingers tapping impatiently against where his arms are folded across his chest.

There are currently an unprecedented number of guests filling the hotel, with more arriving in every passing moment. Without a doubt, this is the result of the many invitations that had been extended all across the galaxy by the Family, in preparation for the upcoming Charmony Festival.

Lyra… is not exactly a member of the Family the same way that her siblings are. She wouldn’t be excluded from the preparations entirely, but neither would she be saddled with so many responsibilities to the point where Aventurine wouldn’t have even caught a glimpse of her since his arrival in Penacony.

Was she avoiding him? But why would she be avoiding him like this? Had he unknowingly offended her somehow?

… Actually, no. Scratch that thought. If he’d done that, then he’d probably be staring down the end of a knife-point in short order, instead of being given the cold shoulder.

It’s… uncharacteristic of Lyra to ignore him. Be withdrawn in her responses, perhaps, but Aventurine doesn’t think he’s been outright ignored by the girl like this. Either there was some problem that he’d overlooked–

Or something was wrong on Lyra’s end.

He needs to find her, and talk to her. Not just because of his work for the IPC, but also because Aventurine is starting to be concerned by the Halovian girl’s silence.

… It’s not going to be possible to wander around Penacony until he’s first checked in to the Reverie first, though, and it’s completely ridiculous how long this wait time is turning out to be, large influx of guests or not. Aventurine has been standing in the exact same spot in line for ten solid minutes already, and it doesn’t look like the line is budging forward anytime soon.

Faintly irritated, Aventurine steps out and cranes his head to look at just what is holding up the line like this.

… The Astral Express, hmm?

[choicesmc]

fiona -> no. kid him was a hot mess :/ rams -> maybe? I think older rams would be ashamed to meet kid xim. rin -> older rin would feel so guilty cuz she spent pretty much her entire teen years hating younger her. younger rin would feel hurt tbh :/ sawtooth -> hell yeah! child sawtooth would be so fucking psyched!! jiahao -> he’d be jealous :/

Would your character-as-a-child be proud of the person they grew up to be?

[bigfootsmom]

Tease tidbit Tuesday

I was tagged by the lovely and talented @loserdiaz, @devirnis, @smallandalmosthonest, @tizniz, @bidisasterevankinard

I have….started a new au. Girl dads bucktommy with transmasc buck getting to be a seahorse dad so content warning for trans pregnancy and mentions of labor. this au has bewitched me body and soul and I’m dragging @try-set-me-on-fire down with me <3 <3 so here’s a doodle of happy dads with their fresh baby (Bobby took the picture)

And a snippet! :3

When Eddie grabs Tommy by the crook of his good elbow, Tommy falters. He feels off balance, his stomach swooping and head spinning as he tries to keep up with Eddie’s rapid pace. “Eddie— wait, wait— what’s going on?”

Eddie stops, staring at Tommy before his eyebrows shoot up to his hairline. “You don’t know? Fuck— of course you don’t know, shit.” Eddie smacks his forehead with the heel of his hand.

“Don’t know what?” Tommy can feel his stomach sinking, “Eddie, what don’t I know?”

“Buck is here at the hospital. He’s in labor.”

It feels like the world shifts under Tommy’s feet and no amount of hospital grippy socks will keep him from falling. He sucks in a shuddering breath, and then another when it feels like the first one doesn’t ever reach his lungs.

“Wh–what? But, but he was fine– he wasn’t–” The backs of Tommy’s knees hit the edge of the bed and he sways, only his white knuckle grip on the bed rail keeps him from crashing backward. His next breath comes in too quick, whistling between his teeth as his vision tunnels.

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[bird-inacage]

The Heart Killers: Character Interviews (Kant/Bison Focus)

So this proved to be super interesting. Let us see what can be gleaned from these brief little interview segments with Kant and Bison.

Immediately, I'm struck by how serious and stoic Kant comes across. He has a very mature aura, and is quite hard to read (which I guess is a plus considering what he gets up to). I didn't expect this, based on how flirty and forward he appeared to be in the trailer, and that makes me wonder if it's all part of a persona he's playing. Or whether the real Kant is in fact more measured and introspective, and Bison just brings out his playful side?

A notable trait that gets signposted repeatedly is Kant's care for his brother Babe. I believe Khao has made a similar comment about him being family-oriented. It makes a tonne of sense to me as to why Bison would be drawn to a 'family man'; someone who has strong family values, when Bison's essentially been rejected by his own.

"My goal in life is to make sure my brother grows up into a good man. I want to make sure he doesn't feel like he's lacking anything. We're all we've got right now." "I just live day by day, just keeping with my goal which is making sure my brother grows up well." This is so telling of Kant's mentality. Not only does it suggest that Kant is a stand-in parent of sorts, but that he doesn't live for himself. (Which could be something of a parallel to Bison - who is unable to live by his own rules). His goals centre entirely on his loved ones' needs being met and supporting them. This definitely gives provider with self-sacrificing tendencies.

"I feel like my goal is just to make sure my loved ones get to live their dreams. For now, I just want my brother to have a good life. But one day, if someone comes into my life and I love them, my goal would be to make sure they get to achieve their dreams." And yet another selfless, touching sentiment. The desire to aid your loved ones to actualise their dreams, possibly before or over your own. I expect Kant will be a very doting, nurturing soul. (Lucky Bison).

I wonder if Kant and Fadel will empathise with one another over their respective little brothers, and the sense of responsibility that comes with it. Bonding opportunity perhaps?

The most mysterious thing Kant says is "One more thing I'm not a big fan of is the beach." (The reason is personal). Curious. First has specifically talked about filming on the beach, where they were able to do a lot more improv. Any speculations on the above are wide open.

Now let's move onto our resident Murder Kitten. I've always said that Bison reads as a real sweetie-pie based on everything we've seen thus far. He's very animated and expressive. Khao very deliberately uses a softer, lighter vocal register as Bison, which just accentuates this cute, darling image. A real child at heart who wants to make up for a life he didn't get to lead. "I go out, I'm just trying to live outside the burger shop." His childhood dream about seeing the northern lights is just another example of a boy who has daydreamed of escape, and welcomes any excuse to be as far away from his actual life as possible. He also mentions being fond of a stray cat who resides near their burger bar, who he enjoys feeding and playing with. This precious boy, I cant. (Note: I need to have scenes of this in the show PURR-LEASE).

Everything about Bison as a person feels at odds with his violent lifestyle, which seems to be a central conflict in Bison's character arc. It does beg the question of what if Bison had never been adopted, what kind of life would he be living instead? And I think this drives Kant's desire to fight for Bison's chance at a new start. A boy with big dreams meets a man who wants to realise them. What a match.

Another comment we've heard before in the pilot is "I also don't like liars", no doubt foreshadowing the fallout when he finds out Kant did exactly that. I do think it's likely that whatever drives Kant to take the detective job has reasons to do with his own brother. He may wish to clear his record of anything untoward for his brother's sake. Based on this premise, when Bison does find out why Kant did what he did, I think that will help soothe any hard feelings.

On a side note - I've seen a comment mention that Kant apparently calls Bison 'kitten' in the novel. ERM HULLO?!! I will allow one spoiler, and that is whether this is true or not. And if so, I DEMAND that it is a featured pet name in the show, because why on earth would you miss an opportunity like that?!

You can keep tabs on bird-inacage’s BL meta directory for other long-form posts around The Heart Killers, which I'll be updating as the show airs.

[choicesmc]

with my birthday vaguely soon, I’m honestly thinking of Rin and her disconnect from birthdays in general

[toshodai]

Magus Tiny Tidbit #2: Spirits have no gender. (It's unknown whether this only applies to spirits living within grimoires like the one pictured or with more distinct personalities like Popopo as well.)

[talkfantasytome]

Healing Sessions

"Psychology suggests that your value system, or true north, are statements and qualities about you which help steer you in the right direction when you are in a state of uncertainty." (Source)

Clotho begins to guide Nesta to help her rediscover her true north.

Warnings: None | Word Count: 1,613 | Read on AO3

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a/n: Written for @nestaarcheronweek 2025! True North.

I am not a therapist, nor do I claim to be any type of expert in Psychology (my grades in college would very much suggest the opposite). Please do not take this as anything other than ramblings in an attempt to get back into writing with the first idea I had. I don't even know how trusted the source that gave me that quoted concept is. But it works great for fiction. lol

How was your night, Nesta?

“Do you ever get bored asking me the same questions?” Nesta replied, arms crossed over her chest as she leaned back against the couch.

It was the same every day. How was your night, Nesta? No deviation. She never left out Nesta’s name. She never asked about her day, or just how she is in general. She always starts with How was your night, Nesta?

Clotho chuckled softly, her lips twitching upward in a smile. I do not. Her pen scribbled the words down, which were then projected on the wall above her. A nifty new bit of magic added to the special pen Rhysand had given her. To help these sessions run smoother. It was impressive and a clever solution to the main obstacle they’d been facing – not that Nesta would ever admit that.

Nor do I get tired hearing your answers, she added, probing Nesta for a response.

Nesta rolled her grey eyes, not bothering to hide the loud huff. “I couldn’t tell you. I’m not even certain how I got home.”

I believe Lord Cassian ensured your safe return home.

“Lord?” The scoff was louder than Nesta expected, and the responding look far sharper. Nesta couldn’t help but shrink before it. “I don’t recall seeing him.”

Lie. A big fat lie. Nesta hasn’t forgotten a single interaction with Cassian, no matter how gone she is. Even when he thinks she doesn’t know he’s there, she does. She can’t help it. His presence tugs at her inexplicably, like a flame drawing in an idiot moth.

Clotho’s eyes softened, reading everything Nesta wouldn’t say. It does not matter. We are not here to discuss him. You were drinking last night?

She shrugged. “Every night. You should join me sometime downtown. I know some good taverns.”

Tell me what you like about them.

Not bothering to hide it, Nesta took a deep breath and let out a loud sigh. She didn’t know why she was surprised. Clotho never took the bait. Never redirected her focus. It was always two hours of focus on Nesta and Nesta alone. Or attempted focus on Nesta. Her Court-appointed rehabilitation, as Rhysand calls it. Feyre calls them ‘healing sessions’. Nesta calls it a waste of time, but a better option than Rhysand’s initial plan.

Apparently, the ‘good’ High Lord dictated that Nesta would be sentenced to life in the House of Wind with no access to the outside world until she became the same prim and proper princess her mother had been training her to be, but with a deadly twist. Thankfully, despite their slight estrangement, Feyre took issue with locking her sister away. Instead, Nesta is required to attend daily sessions with Clotho or be completely cut off. And it’s not like she had much else to do during the day.

“I like the music,” she admitted. “A lot of them have live music at least one night a week.”

You go for the music?

“I go to the taverns I go to for the music.”

What else do you like about them?

The easy answers rolled off the tongues. “The drinks, and the games. Crushing immortals in card games is amusing.”

Clotho paused for a moment, as if waiting to see if Nesta would say more. You are an immortal, too.

“I’m not,” Nesta quickly corrected. “I might be immortal, but I am not an immortal.”

What is the difference?

“Immortals were born immortal, and that makes them cocky and entitled.”

Entitled to what?

“To life!” The shout arose unconsciously, her cheeks heating. She could feel her heartbeat increasing, which caused her breath to grow rapid.

Clotho didn’t react to the small outburst. There was no judgement on her face, nor offense. She was simply calm and patient, awaiting Nesta to explain further. But she wouldn’t. She couldn’t. Yes, Clotho promised the sessions and everything she said would be confidential, but how private are they really when mind readers are in play? And even if she wanted to, Nesta wasn’t sure she knew how to explain it. All she knew was that no one else seemed to care about all the death they just saw. They act as if the war was just another day.

Nesta was beginning to think Clotho might actually be more stubborn than her when the pen finally began to move. Life is precious, Nesta, you are right about that. And too many Fae are cavalier about it. Many of us take for granted the years we’re given because they are so high in number.

“You don’t,” Nesta argued, feeling uncomfortable with Clotho lumping herself in with Fae like that.

Not anymore, no. It was silent for a spell again, but this time Nesta could tell it was because Clotho was trying to decide where to go next. She was fine to wait. In previous sessions you have told me about your mother and the way you were raised. You also shared with me about living without any money. Both times were challenging in their own ways, yet you came out of both incredibly strong. What helped you through those times?

Nesta’s brow furrowed at the question, rereading it three times. “Nothing? I mean…I did? I didn’t really get any help.”

Clotho responded with a small smile. Internally, Nesta. What thoughts, concepts, ideas, or more got you through those times?

“At first, my sisters – especially Elain,” Nesta admitted. “As the eldest, I set the tone for the family and ensured our place in the world. And I knew I could do it. I believed my mother, that I would marry a prince. I would escape her, and in doing so I would ensure my sister a good life, marrying for love. My mother had no faith in her to marry for power anyway, but if I’d been hopeless, she would have pivoted to Elain.”

You sought to protect Elain? And Feyre?

Nesta laughed softly. “Feyre didn’t need my protection. Not from our mother.”

And what about when you all lost your fortune? What set your path then?

“Anger.” Nesta knew it wasn’t a great answer. Not the one someone wants to hear, but it was true. Almost every decision she made in that time was made out of anger at her father. The only time she made a decision with the goal of helping her family, it completely backfired on her.

Anger at what?

“My father,” she said softly. “He was so lazy and useless. He didn’t do anything to keep us alive. And that was his job. We were kids! He should’ve been looking after us. We shouldn’t have had to look after ourselves.”

Clotho nodded as if in understanding. And what about during the war? What drove you to do all you did then?

“The humans…they needed protection. No one cared about them. I had to get involved. I had to make sure they would be considered and protected.”

An honorable desire. And what drives you now?

Nesta opened her mouth, and then immediately closed it. Her brain was completely blank. She couldn’t find even a fleeting thought. She was frozen entirely. A pit began to form in her stomach, filling quickly with butterflies. Everything else was easy. None of the answers she’d given were particularly deep or unknown by others. Lying was an option, but she was sure Clotho would know. Telling the truth, on the other hand, was unthinkable. Nesta could feel it in her gut, the looming epiphany Clotho was leading her toward. She didn’t want to go there. But there was no out. No way to redirect the conversation. No way to-

You do not have an answer you want to give, do you?

She couldn’t respond to that question, either. Her voice seemed to have disappeared. In response, all Nesta could do was shake her head.

Clotho’s eyes were soft as they bore into Nesta’s. In them Nesta could feel all the compassion she never received from her mother. What you just shared with me – those were your values and beliefs about yourself that helped to steer you through life. You are a protector, protecting Elain and then the humans. You are a victim, unfairly forced into poverty with a father who wouldn’t help. You are angry, possibly entitled to a nicer life. You are stern and fierce and uncompromising in your goals, in your protection. If I were to hazard a guess, based on some of your previous comments, you also see yourself as unlikable, unlovable, a weapon to be used rather than a person to be cherished.

We are all driven by the values and beliefs we hold. They are what guide us, helping us find our way through tough, unrelenting waters. And they can help us maintain a decent attitude in such times of trial.

An alarm went off, causing Nesta to jump in her seat.

"Guess that's time."

I can go a few minutes longer if you would like.

Nesta shook her head. "No, I have to be somewhere." Clotho sent a knowing look toward her, but Nesta remained firm. This had gone way too far. She wasn't going any deeper, her skin already crawling with how much she'd shared.

Tomorrow, then. And for our session, I would like you to think more about what beliefs drive you. Take note of what thoughts come to mind that help you make your decisions. We can explore them tomorrow.

"Sure." Nesta was already halfway out the door, fully aware she wasn't going to spend a moment doing that. "'Night." She didn't turn back to see Clotho's response.

a/n: Never said they'd find Nesta's true north...I'm a bit out of practice, and everything I wrote to get there felt off. So I went the likely more accurate to Nesta route anyway - avoidance. XD

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[choicesmc]

okay, okay so:

Rams technically doesn’t share xir room with anyone. Like on paper (obviously Atlas is crashing rn, but besides Atlas) xe doesn’t share xir room. But xir room has an open-door policy. No matter the time, Rams is ready/willing to chill out with her friends. So though she doesn’t share her room, it’s completely open 24/7

Fiona is the exact opposite. His room is where he recharges (being beautiful and witty takes energy dammit!) When he’s around others he can’t help but put on a performance, that’s just how he is! He needs no one to be around before he allows himself to flop down. So has room is the place he’s dedicated for that and letting anyone in would destroy that!

Rin shares her room (dorm and all) but lives in a glass closet?? Nothing’s particularly hidden, she’s the same in her room and outside of it —but that doesn’t mean she wants you anywhere near her. She’ll talk to you from her side of the glass for years before ever thinking to invite you in.

Does your OC share their room with anyone? A sibling, a partner, a pet..?

[covey-o-quail]