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sykloni · 10 months
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jasonisaacs · 3 months
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Jason Isaacs as Frank McTiernan AFTER THE FALL (2014)
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the-apology-dance · 8 months
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Crowley CAN See Stars Still
Okay. So I have seen the theory that The Almighty took away Crowley’s ability to see the stars and nebulas he created by giving him snake eyes. As an owner of a snake, I can help you understand a bit better!
Crowley has bad vision during the day most likely. However, snakes are extremely sensitive to UV light. Explains Crowley’s sunglasses! His eyes could very easily get damaged and his vision would be even WORSE. (one of the many reasons why he only takes them off indoors)
Don’t Panic. HE STILL WOULD SEE THE STARS. At night? That’s a WHOLE DIFFERENT STORY. Snakes actually see very well at night because of being able to see infrared light. Also, they are able to differentiate heat. So, Crowley, if he does possess dichromatic vision or not, would be able to see his creations.
Infrared can pass through dense regions of gas and dust in space with less scattering and absorption. So, infrared can also reveal objects in the universe that cannot be seen in visible light. So he’d be able to see this:
HUMAN VISION (left) VS INFRARED VISION (right)
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I hope this eases some of your panic about Crowley not being able to see stars he created with his snake eyes after The Fall! 😌💫
(How this became the MOST LIKED THING on my Tumblr account is beyond me.)
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If you’ve read the E. C. Myers books you know that Sun doesn’t really see himself as a leader until the end of Before the Dawn and not many respect him as a leader throughout the book either, including Coco. So this?? This look here?? This growth of him and Coco simultaneously coming to a decision and checking with each other? Likely using Fox’s team speak to formulate a plan?
It’s such a small blink and you’ll miss it detail that I’ve not noticed until now and it’s making me emotional.
It’s about the mutual admiration!! The respect!!
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etincelleart · 23 days
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Ready to fulfill my RWBY fan obligations after writing my thesis
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elkaseltzer · 24 days
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i just don't want you to be crushed by them like-- like i was
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heuimagines · 25 days
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i like to think that they survive after the fall and live together, they cant survive separation after all . but Will still has his strong moral compass and Hannibal is still well , Hannibal . they spend most of their time either trying to kill each other or holding each other so tightly it seems like they r trying to crawl into each others skin . knifes and guns hidden everywhere around their houses , pulled out over the smallest arguments , they fight like rabid dogs at least 2 times a week , biting and tearing skin until one of them is too weak . the other stops to gloat , devotion in both their eye's because they cant just Kill their other half .
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howlingday · 2 months
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Just need to cross our fingers they don't try and write Sun they way they did in the After the Fall book. I haven't read it, but I've heard how they treat Sun in that book. He's not my favorite character, but I don't want to read something that borderline bashes someone who's supposed to be a well loved character.
"You did a bad thing that's bad." That summarizes the dialogue involving Sun.
OH, BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE!
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So, not only do they make Sun out to be the bad guy for leaving his team behind on multiple occasions, BUT they also make him out to be a total dickhead towards TRAUMA VICTIMS! Yeah, so, students continuing their education at Shade and were right there watching the deaths of dozens if not hundreds of people, including their own teammates, Sun and a bunch of other Shade students bash on the survivors, calling them "The Beacon Brigade" as an insult.
In his defense, it's part of the culture of Vacuo. Due to the harsh environment of the desert surrounding the towns and cities, be it because of the Grimm or the sandstorms or the sinkholes, the people of Vacuo are semi-nomadic, with the exception being major cities like Shade and Oscuro Academy cities. As a result, the people of Vacuo have developed a "take what you need" and "survival of the fittest" complex where the only people who matter are the ones who are still alive and useful. Got a blind child like Fox? Leave him to the Grimm. Did your whole family die in a sinkhole? Get over it and move on.
So Sun stands up in the middle of the meeting with all these poor kids suffering from trauma and says, "This whole thing is stupid! You all need to get over it!"
Imagine standing up in the middle of support group for soldiers, because, let's face it, that's what Huntsmen and Huntresses are, and telling them to just "get over it."
Vacuo is a fucking shitpit and Sun pulling this shit makes him a garbage character. CRWBY literally said "fuck this monkey man".
GOD I AM SO DONE WITH THESE FUCKING BOOKS!
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the-kr8tor · 4 months
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After the Fall
Tags: No use of Y/N, No specific physical description of the reader, set after 'The Fall'. The aftermath of either endings you chose. TW blood, TW gore, TW Death, TW animal injury, CW implied violence, CW body horror. Fae au lore
A/N: Surprise! Have a lil something that's been eating at me since TF ended. The series is a must read for you to understand this one 🫶
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The large doors dance in the freezing blizzard. It's sound clunking and banging against the ancient walls of Mudwood Manor. Miguel wades through the ankle deep snow, the ice freezing him to the bone, the snowflakes pricking his skin instead of the gentle kiss it usually brings.
The fog obscures the Manor, but before he even steps inside, he knows there's something wrong, from how the wind howls right in his ears, whispering death and blood. After living in the cursed place since birth he just knows. It's just like that morning again. He dreads going inside his own home.
Something horrific lies inside.
The smell hits him first, the rot and decay of flesh and bones. His boots thump loudly in the dead quiet, he doesn't want to disturb whatever awaits him inside or it might just wake up.
He walks on something soft, the squelch sending shivers down his spine.
His eyes stay ahead of him like an army man, his hand shakes as Miguel finally sees the once pristine Manor.
There's dried blood on the walls, painting the oak in a morbid artwork. The sharp pieces of his mother's old vase lie across the floor, dotting it like sharp edged stars.
There's a hand, a kneecap, and a head turned home for the maggots right next to his father's armchair.
His heart pounds against its confines. Palms sweating on the leather straps of his bag. Even the strong stomached would empty out their dinner after seeing all the gore laid out in front of him.
Miguel's eyes search for you, the picture from your resume serves as his reminder of what you look like. Carefully moving along the bloodied mess, he looks under a mauled body for you.
Nothing.
On the couch there's only a severed arm on the expensive leather. He hopes that you still live, that you're still hiding somewhere, thinking that these people were still after you.
He sees a gun on the ground crawling with black spiders.
Miguel knows you're not here anymore.
But he still hopes, prays that you're hidden beneath the floorboards or inside the wardrobe. So he yells your name, his voice bouncing off the gut filled walls.
Nothing.
He screams again, his tonsils hurt but he continues to yell again. There's scattered teeth near his boots. Again. There's a fountain pen covered in dried blood, the finger prints still dirtying the silver. Again. There's bloodied fur on the ground next to the gun. Nellie
He changes course. “Nellie!”
Nothing.
“Fuck! Come on old girl, where are you?!” Miguel hears metal clinking upstairs.
He jogs up to the stairs, avoiding coagulated blood on the narra. There's dog footprints on it, hope blossoms in his chest.
Your bedroom doors are open, burst at the hinges. The smell is much worse in the smaller space. A splattering of blood decorates your floors. A body lies cold, the face completely gone, unrecognizable.
Miguel hears a whine from your bed, he turns around to see Nellie curled around herself, eyes big and watery, her snout covered in gore.
“Nellie” He says softly, walking over the corpse to get to her.
She whines sadly, huffing yet her tail is straight and alert.
“You're alright now, girl. Nothing’s gonna happen” Miguel sits on your bed carefully so he doesn't disturb the sheets you've left.
Nellie whines again, nuzzling the sheets that still smell like you.
“It was her again, huh?” He pets Nellie behind her ear, Miguel feels the matted fur. “You alright?”
It's not his first time encountering death in the manor, he'll bury the dead and scrub the floors and walls clean but he'll still know that blood was spilled in his family home, crimson once flowed between the gaps in the floorboards like a river. He'd know that you once lived here, and that he was too stupid to ignore the signs. Miguel's mind races with what ifs but he could only cling to Nellie who's been here before him, and who will be here after he leaves this life.
Nellie closes her eyes painfully. She's still hurting. She feels you in the trees, she still smells your scent that's slowly fading away but she can't feel you anymore. She can't feel your soul anymore.
She failed. Again.
She should've tried harder this time, warned you, hell, even bit you just so you could stay away. But her aging mind prevents her from doing that. Centuries of sorrow and blood have fogged up her mind, her vision wasn't what it once was. Her claws are not as sharp as before. But she had hope this time, hoped that you'd stay away from the woods, hope that you won't fall for him once again.
But hope is a fickle thing, she shouldn't have relied on it.
As if Miguel knows what she's thinking, he whispers. “Not your fault, it was destined. But I'm still sorry. I don't know what happened here or what has become of her but…you can rest now, I'm here and when you wake up we'll wait, then you can try again”
She nuzzles against Miguel's hand. Remembering the day she first met you, all kind eyes and soft touches, you had heart and she's willing to protect that no matter how long it takes. Whether you've finally decided to break the cycle or you chose to continue once again like the hundred versions of you have done before you. She'd shield you, help you in finally ending the rotten fate that has befallen you.
Until you fall again, she'll be there.
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A/N: to all the lovelies who read TF, thank you! This one is for you 🫶
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thefirstinkred · 2 years
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They are so cute i need more of them
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thesoulbonder · 3 months
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The Knights
Hey peeps!
Here are my designs for Carmine Esclados & Bertilak Celadon!
Ever since I saw Carmine’s official design I’ve wanted to redo it, because her original design is a crime against humanity and it’s one of the worst things I’ve ever seen
So I redid Carmine using her description in the book, and figured I’d do Bertilak, too, since the poor guy got literally nothing after the book was published
I really wanted to lean into both of their allusions to the Red Knights & the Green Knight respectively, so I gave them (specifically Carmine) a bunch of different armor pieces, and now they kinda match with their silver colors, albeit Bertilak’s is rusted
I also wanted to highlight them being described as total opposites outfit-wise, since Bertilak is described to not even look like a Huntsman because of his outfit, whereas Carmine is clocked as a Huntress with one glance from Coco
Anygay, that’s them <3
I guess I’ll do Team SSSNN next, but that’ll be after I finish reading Before the Dawn lol
Individual Designs under the cut <3
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therobotmonster · 7 months
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Hi, I'm Hela Sweet, for Toxsi Cola
I know its been awhile, and trust me, it hasn't been fun. But remember, if you want to keep looking like 80% of me, drink your Toxsi, kids, and as always, do not wear red north of 41st street. You will be fired upon.
Trying out old prompts under Dall-E 3, and got an old friend.
Prompt: "Toxsi cola" ad featuring a 1980s supermodel as two-face, wearing 80s punk clothing, short hair, asymmetrical face, glowing ghoul, asymmetrical brightly colored clothing, post-apocalyptic, digital painting by gil elvgrin, earl norem, norman rockwell, purple and green cola can
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jasonisaacs · 3 months
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oh he’s so…………. he’s just so…….
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visdiefje · 1 year
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Re-reading After The Fall and seeing that conversation Coco has with Ruby about leadership where it's "you can't fail, you can't show weakness in front of your team" all over again 😭😭😭 don't SAY that to her
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random-xpressions · 5 months
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I'm a human, I do get low at times, rock bottom too. But like the sun, I'll rise up again!
Random Xpressions
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etincelleart · 21 days
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"After the Fall" - #RWBY novel reaction thread
I'll edit that post as I read the novel !
I read the prologue and I already love the dynamic between Velvet, Yatsu and Coco being disgusted by the giant crabs they're fighting in Vacuo, and Slate and Fox, definitely from Vacuo, enjoying all of that food lol
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