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spikethecrazycat · 11 months

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I’ve decided to post each step separately, so here’s the finished line art with all of the included details that don’t need to be colored, next week I’ll start to color it.

@bongo-clash I thought you might like to see my drawing with all of the little details, like little runic circle feathers, jellyfish bells, flowers (of some kind), peacock eyes, frost bitten lips (the most human feature that the being has), clouds, pearls, smoke, and a strange curving feature where the neck might be that unfolds into an eye.

I like to take every little detail from a description of something and make sure to include it, even if it doesn’t completely fit my first idea, get ready for more details that will only show up in color!

#danny phantom #dp x dc crossover #peacock au #eldrich danny #eldrich horror #eyes #trypophobia #phandom #danny fenton #teeth #line art #inking #traditional art #jellyfish #peacock #eldritch #pov you are #john constantine #regretting your life choices

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miodiodavinci · 8 months

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i found one of my old middle school sketch books while cleaning up today and saw there was A Good Deal of ghost trick art in it, so i decided to spend some time paying tribute to the ghost detective that fundamentally changed my brain chemistry in 2011 w

old ghost trick art under the cut—minor spoilers in the dialogue whoops👇

#miodoodledavinci #ghost trick #for having not drawn traditionally since high school i think this turned out pretty neat w #i missed drawing this guy and it feels good to finally have his proportions Mostly right w #i suppose this would be more impressive if i’d gone through with full hatch shading #but i have better things to do than regret my life choices SFKSHKSGJDG #OH i should probably also tag this with #sissel #sissel ghost trick #thats his full name #anyway if you haven’t played ghost trick and you’re not sensitive to flashing #🫵👁👁 this is your sign

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siriuslylovejegulus33 · 1 year

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Regulus:

Regulus: no, baby

James: *whines* B-b-b-but Regggggggg

Regulus: Jamie. No.

James: *tugs at Reg's sleeve* Pleeeeeaseeeeeeeeeee

Regulus: James. You are my whole world, I would do anything for you. I would die for you, kill for you, live for you- I'D CLIMB MOUNT EVEREST FOR YOU! But this... non-negotiable. Not happening.

James: But love... for me *fixs his glasses even though they don't need to be fixed*

Regulus: *inhales sharply* James I am not letting Sirius over again. He always sleeps in our bed. HE'S ALWAYS IN THE MIDDLE and hogs the sheets

James: B-b-b-b

Regulus: *kisses James' temple* No, sweetheart.

#regulus black is regretting his life choices #james potter is the sun #i love them your honor #jegulus #starseeker #starchaser #sunseeker #sunchaser #james is the sun #regulus is the star #i would sell both kidneys to see james the sun potter smile #hp marauders #marauders #marauders era #marauders incorrect quotes #marauders fanfiction #marauders headcanon #harry potter marauders #gay harry potter

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possamble · 10 days

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What are your headcanons about Marcille's mom if you have any? It's interesting that what drew Donato to her was cause she lived the history he studied, or that was said somewhere at least. She must've had an interesting life.

so this was going to be just a normal answer but then I realized I have a Lot of Things To Say. so here goes, a compilation of what we know for a fact from the canon, what I've extrapolated from the visual cues and details, and my theories based on all of that.

Things we know for a fact about Marcille's mother because they were explicitly stated in the manga and supplemental materials:

She was a court mage for a Tall-man kingdom at the southern part of the Northern Continent

Donato, a court historian, fell in love with her because she had lived through the history he was studying, and he courted her for 17 years (age 15 to 32) before getting married

She was a cheerful person who rarely showed extreme emotion and took things as they came

She always cooked a huge meal for Marcille on her birthdays

She remarried a gnome after Donato's death and a short distance away from Marcille's childhood home

Pipi, Marcille's pet bird, was actually older than Marcille and originally belonged to her mother (bird died at 62)

She was extremely heartbroken when Donato died and ultimately ended up instilling a deep fear of mortality in Marcille with her words

the only time she showed extreme emotion in front of her family was when Donato could no longer eat his favourite dish near the end of his life.

She scolded Marcille for being cruel to ants (implying she can have a stern side when needed)

Things that are explicitly shown but mostly through visual cues

She has a very distinctive style of dress always involving a ribbon choker (mirroring Marcille's habit of always wearing a matching choker with any of her outfits that don't cover her neck)

She was almost stereotypically good at housekeeping and traditionally "wifely" things (very frequently depicted wearing an apron or doing some domestic chore when not at work, seems to have been an avid cook).

She knits? (also, note the affectionate smile as she's looking at Donato and Marcille reading a book together in the full panel)

She was as excited for Marcille's milestones as Donato was.

She didn't tell Marcille much about elven food

(there are a couple things that this panel in particular implies:

She lived a good deal of her life (if not being born and raised) in a mainly elven country in the West, implied by her knowing enough of an elven region's cuisine to prefer Tall-man food over it

seems to have a pretty carefree and casual demeanour overall, if this is how she replied to Marcille asking her about it (sounds like she never gave her culinary preferences that much thought to begin with)

slightly related to number 2, it seems like she and Marcille had a fairly casual parent-child dynamic (especially in comparison to the Toudens' memory of their father)

(local elf tastes Italian food once and never goes back))

However, she seems a lot more... serious in most of the other times we see her? Almost like the very stereotypical archetype of a graceful elf.

Subsequent conclusions about her personality:

Usually pretty carefree and cheerful at home, has been a loving and attentive parent throughout Marcille's childhood (while not being so doting that she didn't discipline Marcille).

Slightly more conjectural theories on her personality:

Had a much more graceful and professional personality at work, which would explain the more serious portraits we see of her.

Given that both she and Donato had positions at the royal court, it seems a little odd that she'd go out of her way to do all the housework herself, so maybe she just enjoyed doing it?

Now taping all the evidence together and toeing the line between analysis and fanfiction:

It's clear that she loved Donato very much and was utterly devastated by losing him. But there's one thing that really stuck out to me in what little we see of her:

Doesn't she seem... angry? The way she's gritting her teeth, clutching the tablecloth, and how this is the first and only time we see her eyes opened that wide. In the following panel, you see her being quiet and dejected after her initial outburst. She's still crying very intensely, but her brows are furrowed, and she's not really responding to Donato's affection in her body language.

We're not told the details of how she felt about losing Donato other than that it upset her. But this, to me, implies that she was angry and resented that he was aging, that the end of his life was approaching. An "it's not fair" type of preemptive grief. And if this was the first and last time she cried like this in front of her family, she was either very good at coping in private... or very bad at letting herself feel unpleasant emotions until they become unavoidable and end up overwhelming her.

It's not too remarkable a detail on the surface. It's even reminiscent of what the audience has seen of Marcille. But... when it comes to the big picture, you'd think an elf who voluntarily chose to marry a tall-man and have a half-elf child would have been better prepared for this.

It kind of recontextualizes her cheerfulness to me.

"I'm sure everything's gonna be okay!" (or some variation thereof, depending on what translation you have).

And this is stated to contrast her extreme grief when finally confronting Donato's failing body and eventual death. But I'm wondering if... maybe this optimism was why she was so upset. What if she went into all of it thinking "everything's gonna be okay"? What if she was a little young by elven standards, and just followed her heart thinking that her own resilience would get her through anything?

Of course, only to get completely overwhelmed when she actually loses Donato. She turns into a completely different person. And that's heartbreaking on its own-- but what the audience sees is the effect it had on Marcille. Can you imagine being her, watching your invincible and upbeat mother suddenly lose all the light in her eyes in one go?

I've already made a huge post about how I think Marcille models her "work persona" off her mother, but another thing that stuck with me as I was looking for more details in the manga was this:

copy pasting from the other post i made about it lmao it's like... the second she resigns herself to lifelong pain and terror, there's another portrait of her mother facing her like this. with their heads bowed, in mirrored body language of resignation and despair and sorrow. Except it's posed like Marcille is still looking at her mother but her mother is looking away.

It took me a second to realize, but I think that it's a visual metaphor for the fact that Marcille's mother was the only long-lived role model she had-- and she failed to model healthy grief for her daughter. I don't say this as an accusation or to disparage her as a character, but just as a matter of fact. In her, Marcille was seeing herself older and losing a short-lived spouse or loved one of her own, and all she saw was hopelessness.

But her mother didn't mean to instill hopelessness and terror in her. She wasn't really thinking of how it would truly affect Marcille at all (at least, that's how I'm interpreting her looking down and away from Marcille in the metaphor), she was just sad. And she, in her own way, was trying to protect her daughter and help her prepare for future losses.

What she meant was "loss is inevitable, and you have to learn how to be in pain but live on anyway." What Marcille heard was "loss is inevitable, and you will be scared and hurt for the rest of your life."

Again. Marcille's mother doesn't feature explicitly in the story the way her father does -- but in so many ways, her shadow, her silhouette, her reflection is always hanging over Marcille.

All that to say... headcanon-wise (everything from here on is 100% without evidence lmao), I'd like to think that she matured and realized that she failed Marcille. I imagine her being regretful about it, wanting a chance to fix it but never finding a way to insert herself back into Marcille's life when Marcille is so so so busy becoming the most accomplished mage possible. I imagine her being herself again, now, so many years after her loss and after remarrying -- but with her cheerfulness tempered with a lot more wisdom and the pain of having gone through loss like that. I think the second Marcille actually tells her what happened in the dungeon, she'd want to go running to her daughter again -- if Marcille tells her the full truth instead of just being embarrassed she let things get that far. (oh, the tragedy of her wanting to be more like her mother and an accomplished adult who doesn't need to be babied... being embarrassed to actually tell her mother how much she fucked up...)

There's also the tension of her having remarried -- I know that there's at least a little bit of resentment that Marcille harbours about that, because she's childish like that at heart even if she makes an effort not to externalize it. I think that her mother would be aware of that, potentially adding to her sense of guilt and apprehension at trying to reappear/intrude on Marcille's life. I honestly don't think Marcille has met her stepfather -- or even considers him a stepfather rather than "mama's new husband" and kind of a total stranger. I think she and her mother actively don't talk about it in their correspondence, like an elephant in the room.

but, ultimately, I think her mother is on her side no matter what. Ancient magic? Dark necromancy? Sure, she'll feel guilty and like she was partially responsible for setting Marcille down such a painful path, but she wouldn't care. that's her daughter!! she would've moved back west and been petitioning for her at the court, buying a house right next to the Canaries barracks and visiting her every day that she wasn't on a mission. And if her husband had opinions on Marcille becoming a "dark arts user," he either gets over it or it's divorce with him. Yes, she might have had her optimism completely humbled by losing Donato like that -- but she's still headstrong and self-assured and she doesn't care what people think of her. It's her way or the highway and she's always going to be in Marcille's corner.

(She also needs a name lol. I went with Juno, just to be cute about "Marcille"s closest real life equivalent being Marcella, which is the female version of Marcellus, which in turn is a diminutive of Marcus, which was derived from Mars. Absolutely in love with Marcille potentially being named after Ares/Mars the fucking god of war btw)

#asks #she could easily be interpreted as distant or neglectful after Donato's death too #with how little involvement she has in Marcille's life/the fact that Marcille doesn't even mention her when talking about her life prospect #and that's fair! I will argue to hell and back that she was a loving parent when Donato was alive #but there's nothing that suggests she remained a loving parent afterwards #I just think that like... parental relationships are so complicated in dungeon meshi #you cannot deny that the toudens' mother loved them dearly but that she failed them both miserably as a parent #and i think it'd be more compelling if Marcille's mother was a little like that too #not a totally and easily dismissable deadbeat #but someone who truly loves her daughter but was only human herself and couldn't be what Marcille needed at a crucial moment #and regrets it deeply #and that the distance between them is mutually self-imposed by complicated feelings of guilt and fear #and a little resentment from Marcille's side that she hasn't really properly processed #I don't know if I'll ever get around to writing it but i had this idea where Marcille does finally spill the beans to her mom and she just #immediately arrives in Melini #and its awkward for a bit but they do finally have a heart to heart and air it all out #and marcille starts freaking out that her marriage is rocky rn bc her new husband wants her to distance herself from marcille #on account of the crimes and all #marcille's like no you can't blow up your marriage for me and her mother just shuts that shit down #'you didn't choose to be born. i was the one who made that choice for you'#'i brought you into this world and i'll be damned if i don't take responsibility for that the entire way'#'you are entitled to *nothing less* than my unconditional love.'#and obviously that's not a sentiment that's exactly healthy as a universal statement about parenthood #but i think its what her mother would believe and what marcille needs to hear #and dungeon meshi does such a fantastic job at just... letting imperfect things just *be* without having to justify it immediately #it expects the audience to do their own critical thinking #and know that its not trying to make sweeping universal statements in every instance #marcilleposting #marcille donato

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incorrectpersonathree · 2 months

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In the Velvet Room…

Theo: Elizabeth, this is an intervention.

Elizabeth, with her Santa Hat: What? No! I have it under control. I can take it off whenever I want.

Margaret, pulling out a piece of paper: Dear Elizabeth, I do not like that stupid hat. I want to beat it with a bat. Or maybe stab it with a fork. It makes you look like such a dork.

#Lavenza is just losing her shit in the background at this #Igor regrets his life choices #incorrect persona 3 #persona 3 #p3 #persona 3 reload #elizabeth #margaret #theo #theodore #source: how i met your mother

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everythingloveandanimated · 4 months

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Murtagh teaching his and Nasuada’s kids about wards.

Son: do we have wards?

Murtagh: yes, I put them on you and your sister when you were born.

Daughter: We’re safe from everything?

Murtagh: you are protected from weapons and poison

Son: So, if I jumped off my balcony, would my wards protect me?

Murtagh:(minor regret) please don’t try that.

Son: What if you were below me and you caught me with magic?

Murtagh: I would not allow that in the first place, if you did jump without me knowing I’d have to stop you from falling in midair.

(Conversation continues, Murtagh making a list of things to put on his kids)

Thorn: (chuckling) Hatchlings when they try flying for the first time.

Murtagh: (hands running down his face) Please don’t encourage him. (Thinking) I love them but I am regretting having them.

#murtagh #inheritance cycle #murtada family #when your kids start making you panic at their potential antics #murtagh regretting his life’s choices #he is ride or die for his children but holds himself responsible when they become a danger to themselves #his kids love him and they trust him with all their hearts…#But sometimes they like to push the boundaries of daddy’s magic

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capriciouswriter207 · 1 year

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Skizz had been quieter than usual. He was present and participated, yes, but Impulse noted the lack of his usual energy. In the evening, he excused himself a little earlier and left to go to bed.

Etho and Tango both agreed Impulse should take the lead in speaking with him. He would know what the best way was to approach him while he was in this state, and neither Tango nor Etho wanted to say the wrong thing.

Impulse walked over to the small room Skizz had carved out for himself and knocked on the door.

"Skizz?" he said. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine!" Skizz's distressed voice yelled from the other side. In such a way that made it clear he wanted to speak, but didn't want to bother anyone with it.

"Okay," Impulse said, taking a few steps away from the door. "I'm going to bed now. I'll see you in the morning." Another few steps, but his gaze was firmly on the door. No response. "Goodnight, Skizz."

Impulse turned around and could barely take one step.

"I'm not fine!" Skizz said.

That was what Impulse had wanted to hear. He walked back to the door.

"Can I come in?" He knew he didn't have to ask, but did it anyway. A short response from Skizz later, Impulse walked into the small nook that barely had any space in it, but where Skizz managed to squeeze in a bed.

Skizz lay on the bed, staring at the uninteresting rock ceiling. He'd spread his arms and at a glance, Impulse could see something was seriously bothering him.

Impulse sat down next to his friend, at his bedside.

"What's up, buddy?"

"I hate it, Impulse," Skizz said in a flat voice. "I'm thinking too much."

"Is this about your time?" Impulse asked.

It remained quiet for far too long, but eventually, Skizz had to break the silence.

"...Yes."

Impulse placed his hand on Skizz's knee and patted it. "You're with us, Skizz. We're not gonna dump you 'cause you died a couple of times."

"That's not what I mean," Skizz responded. He pushed himself up to sit, to meet his buddy's gaze. It was harrowing to see so little of his usual energy in his gaze. Even as he sat, he briefly hugged his knees while he looked at Impulse.

He glanced at Impulse's wrist. "How much do you have left?"

Impulse checked his watch. He didn't need to check. None of them needed to check. He double-checked anyway.

"21."

Skizz nodded knowingly. He swung his legs over the bedside to not come across as a pathetic person. His own watch was on full display, currently still some green numbers blinking on it.

"17, Impulse. I'm on 17."

Impulse threw an arm around Skizz's shoulders. "That's not a problem."

"It isn't right now," Skizz said. He merely shrugged and looked at Impulse as he was speaking. "I'm not scared of dying, m'kay? I've done my fair share of that lately. Life's too short to complain about that and if we're done, we're done."

"But?" Impulse prodded after a few seconds of silence. Something was still clearly bothering his friend, and he needed encouragement.

"But I don't want to leave my buddy all on his own for his last four hours," Skizz responded, a genuinely sad expression in his eyes. "And what if I go red? I know I'll want more time with you, but where would I get it? How would I get it? I don't want…"

Skizz swallows the last part of his sentence. Impulse knew exactly what he was going to say.

"When it comes to it, I'll let you kill me," Impulse said confidently, with a soft smile on his face. Skizz's mouth almost dropped to the floor as his eyes grew wide. After the initial shock, he frantically shook his head.

"No!" Skizz exclaimed. "Absolutely not! You'd lose an hour!"

"Two if you're the boogeyman," Impulse pointed out. "But you'll gain an hour. Or just a half, depending on the circumstances."

But Skizz was steadfast in his conviction. "I will not murder my homey buddy."

It almost sounded like a threat. Almost. But Impulse couldn't interpret it as such. Skizz cared too much about his buddy, and Impulse cared too much about him, too.

"We'll figure it out another time," Impulse said as he suppressed a yawn.

"Another time..." Skizz repeated under his breath.

"But it's late," Impulse continued as though he hadn't heard Skizz's latest comment, "and we should go to bed. Tango and Etho are probably already asleep."

Skizz nodded. "Yeah, you're right. We should go to sleep."

Impulse gave his buddy a big hug, which Skizz returned with all the love he could muster. Once Impulse broke free, he walked over to the door to go to his own little bed. Still, he glanced over his shoulder.

"Goodnight Skizz," he said. "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow," Skizz answered without missing a beat. The door closed, and the words still echoed in his mind.

See you tomorrow...

Tomorrow.

Skizz might be yellow tomorrow. He didn't want to know what he would do then.

Except for not murder Impulse.

He wasn't going to murder Impulse. No way.

No way.

#skizzleman #impulsesv #limited life smp #life series #limited life spoilers #trafficblr #trafficblr spoilers #new life series let's go!#not regretting my choice to watch skizz's pov first #just had to write a little something #they're best buddies your honor #please let them stick with one another for this whole series without a betrayal #i don't want them to betray one another #capricious writings

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theriverdraws · 2 years

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I get why people wish Asgore and Toriel became a couple again, I imagine they were very cute and nice as a couple, great parents. But goddamn if Toriel doesn't despise him snsjshh.

Thankfully they seem to be on friendly terms now! Which makes me happy, and with this context I understand the ship a lot more. But before the alarm clock dialogue was released, Toriel really took every opportunity to diss him in game (NOT insulting Toriel or anything, just stating the facts) they were chilling in the credits and all that but that didn't tell much about the nature of the currently relationship at the time.

I think you toriel/asgore shippers are a strong bunch, cause man, canon content is not treating you all too well.

I'm a soriel shipper myself so I'm doing great personally but ndjmsj.

Speaking of Soriel, this post is about undertale. Toriel x Asgore in deltarune is a WHOLE other can of worms.

Stay strong guys.

#asgore only loses msjemsjske #poor guy #i see the way with asgore and rudy but the death flags reel me back #we can hope tho djdjsmjesj #undertale #deltarune #toriel undertale #asgore dreemurr #asgore x toriel #togore #?#idk snsjsj #soriel #? I do mention it #not gonna tag the bone man tho #AGAIN THIS ISNT A POST HATING ON TORIEL SHE'S GREAT OK #ASGORE AND TORIEL BOTH MADE MISTAKES AND NOT SO GREAT CHOICES #BUT TO QUOTE BEST BOY ASRIEL: You can't keep regreting choices your whole life right?#SO SHUT IT

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mayasaura · 2 years

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do we actually know for sure john *deliberately* wiped everyone's memories, or is it just likely? because it is likely, i'll give you that, but i don't remember anything in the books concretely proving it

It was deliberate. From John 5:4:

"And my loved ones . . . the ones I left, I'll bring back. I know I can. Even G—. In fact, G—'ll be easiest—he won't remember the compound—none of them will have to remember anything. I know where remembrance lives in the brain, and he won't have any of it. You know that too, don't you? It's the easiest thing in the world . . . to forget."

She said, "To forget . . . everything?"

"Yes," he said, and more sharply— "Yes. It's the only way."

"Teacher, why?"

"They won't forgive themselves," he said. "They'll spend the rest of their lives asking what-ifs. 'What should we have done? How could we have done it differently? Did you need to do it?' And—I did need to do it, Harrow. There was no other way. Once the bombs were going off, there was no hope for Melbourne anyway—G— was dead meat."

She said—

"You said that G—'s bomb went off first."

He's justifying it to himself as sparing them the grief and the guilt of having to face what happened. In combination with the ending of Harrow the Ninth, I think it's pretty clear he's afraid of their judgement. He can't bear to be asked to face what he's done, so he makes everyone else . . . forget. And then does his best to forget, too.