#will i do it?

[fluffywolverine]

today i've been thinking how fiddler's green and the corinthian have the exact same motives - to understand people - but totally different means to do this, and there is one key to understanding. reading.

see, the corinthian's main focus is to taste humans and he does that quite literally. he wants to have fun in all sorts of ways and that's basically it. his desire to understand is very easily and quickly satisfied. that's also why he prays on so many victims - the pleasure is only temporary, so he feels the need to repeat it constantly. he savours the moment, enjoying it while it lasts, not being able to prolong it anyhow.

and he doesn't read, he even tells carl that he prefers people to reading.

fiddler's green is his polar opposite. he loves people, not necessarily as individuals, but generally as a whole. humanity is something completely different for him, but his desire isn't to grab as much as he can. fiddler's green wants to explore this topic in the broadest way possible, and he knows he won't do it just by living. that's why he turns to books.

especially in the comics, although in the show as well, he is shown as a great reader. from the way he is talking about the works he read, mostly chesterton, you can see he is fascinated with the written word. reading is for him a way to connect to humanity. it's how fiddler's green can better process what it means to be human, and it allows him to fall in love with people over and over again. he even misses hal's performance, because - guess what! - he was reading.

now, why am i even talking about it? because literature lets you get into the author's mind, observe how they see the world around them, what amuses, frightens, affects them; it is almost like sharing someone's exact thoughts. what's more, literature lets you learn about things you wouldn't be able to know. thanks to it, you are able to process trauma, comprehend other people's emotions, see the world around you in completely different colours. reading helps you understand.

above that, there is also this delicious little detail: the sandman is often described as "the story about stories" or "the story about creators". and i, for one, think that fiddler's green pays a beautiful tribute to this message.

#should i stop analysing this show? #probably #will i do it? #not likely #the sandman #sandman netflix #the corinthian #fiddler's green

[aaeeart]

P l e a s e I need more Kanan and Kasmir

ME TOO, here you go :)

(commission info)

#fanart #digital art #star wars #star wars rebels #kanan the last padawan #art #swr fanart #star wars fanart #artists on tumblr #kanan jarrus #janus kasmir #sketch #wip #rough art #rough sketch #needs clean up #will I do it? #maybbeeee...? #look what you guys did #i even sketched a background in there #backgrounds are hard 😭

[smilesrobotlover]

Trying to write my love at twilight fic which isn’t even halfway done and my mind is already going rampant on a crazy idea for a sequel like SLOW DOWN!!!

#will I do it? #idk if it’s good enough yeah #it can’t be based off of vibes alas #but like. I want to explore tp Hyrule more and I genuinely get depressed thinking about not writing kori anymore #which is funny cuz I’m only on chapter 6 of love at twilight it’s not going to end anytime soon 😭😭😭😭 #smilessona

[le-beda]

baby’s first animation (i almost died)

not only that, it was the first time i opened a proper animation software (callipeg) and was immediately overwhelmed… i’m glad i stuck through it, though

but it took me two days to get to this point 💀

i feel like i should have known that it would be a slow process + getting used to the program, but i still didn’t expect it to be that slow

tldr: my goal is to finish this ~2min segment by the end of the year

#will i do it? #maybe maybe not #lebeda art #artists on tumblr #animation #animatic #the magnus archives #tma #tma fanart #tma jon #tma martin

[memovia]

everyday i get closer to adding ju.min h.an mm and ar.tem wi.ng tot

#✧ ooc. | rest your heart. #tbd. #will i do it? #perhaps after my deadline #>:)

[enchantra35]

Let me cook for a moment.

Nature Wives Witcher AU. Katherine is a Witcher. Shelby is her Yennefer. Oli is Jaskier.

#do I need to write this yeah probably #will I do it? #unlikely #nature wives #katherine elizabeth #katherine elizabeth gaming #shubble #shelby grace #orionsoumd #empires smp

[never-enough-golden-kamuy]

Rusalka part 2: After the storm

Another part of Rusalka!

Maybe not fluff but i wouldn't call it angst. A bit of blood but nothing compared to manga/anime. I hope you will find the ending funny.

~ 1 000 words

Enjoy!

"Stop it!" [Y/N] nudged the spotted goat, stubbornly wandering under her feet. The bells attached to its horns jingled irritatingly, demanding a drink. The woman adjusted her grip on the handle of the ax and took a sharp breath. The icy air of Karafuto stung her throat, but it was nothing compared to anger bubbling inside her. Bubbling with irritation, cold and, what's worse, lack of sleep. Pushed by the sudden strength, she once again took a swing and split the ice cover in two. The joyful animals rushed towards her, pressing their snouts into the icy water even before she could fish out the thick ice and throw it aside. 

Pushed by furry rumps, she gave way and sat on a nearby fence. She put her feet on the lower board, as if the very contact with the ground was sucking all the warmth out of her, and glanced around the monotonous landscape, tucking her cracked hands under her armpits. 

There was snow as far as the eye could see. On the roof, on the road, sometimes even on animals. Drifts blew by the wind cut her off from the village, whose tall columns of smoke rose toward the gray clouds. When she squinted, she could see small figures already digging paths between the houses. Soon they will reach her house. 

The brown horse made its presence felt by nuzzling her pockets. He had to make sure she wasn't hiding any treats from him. 

“Your owner scared the life out of me last night” she admitted, pushing away the steaming muzzle. The animal, disinterested, moved away into the pasture, leaving her alone. 

She rubbed her tired face, feeling the sudden surge of strength give way to righteous fatigue. The pauses between breaths became longer, the icy air stung her throat, and fingers began to stiffen. A sleepless night hung over her thoughts like a hail cloud. Her strained back was unable to keep her straight. Not after she half-dragged the man across the courtyard to the doorstep. Finding a foreign soldier wounded and eaten alive by fever in the shed was certainly not part of her plans for this season. Nor for any other. Nevertheless, she couldn't leave him on his own. 

She looked through her fingers again towards the village. Maybe it was a good thing that the storm cut her off from the rest of the villagers. No one will be able to see what a stupid idea she came up with this time. 

She should check on her unexpected quest soon. His body needs food to fight the infection, even if it requires waking him up. She placed her hands on the fence, suddenly unsure whether she would have the strength to reach the door if she jumped off it. She glanced towards the building, gauging the distance just in time to see the door slide open. 

He crossed the threshold with surprisingly steady steps for someone who had been unable to get up on his own just a few hours earlier. Even more surprising was his coat, unbuttoned despite the icy weather. And worst of all was the gun pointed straight at her. 

The world froze and ashed. All she could hear was the rushing sound of the Sanzu River, which she was about to cross. For a second lasting a century, she looked back at all the mistakes she had made in her life, ending with the pale Russian pointing at her from the doorway of her own house. She let him in there herself. 

The gunshot shattered the frozen reality, throwing her to the ground. She felt no pain, didn't really feel anything. All she could hear was buzzing, drowning out everything else. From the distant world of the living, she could hear the panicked roars of startled animals, and much closer there was a high-pitched clamor. Maybe it's her own scream? She wasn't sure. She could already see her own body lying limp in the snow and a bloody stain growing around it. The first crimson drops had already started to caress her cheek. 

She closed her eyes, feeling sudden helplessness. All she could think were her poor goats, suddenly deprived of a loving owner. They were so mean and annoying that their new owner will immediately turn them into sausages. 

At least until a shadow passed over her eyelids and stray snow splashed onto her face. The man jumped over her, striking something out of her sight with the butt of his rifle. The clamoring sounded again, further this time, followed by another gunshot. Much less drastic than the first one. 

She felt more than heard the crunch of snow caving in under his shoes. Blue eyes appeared above her, just below worried eyebrows and slightly over scarred cheeks, marked with fresh blood. He fell into the snow at her side and yanked her to a sitting position. He stretched her arm, scanning it quickly, forcing her to turn her face to look at her cheek. Until she pushed him away. 

He gave her an irritated look, reigniting her anger. He just tried to shoot her. She should be the annoyed one. Worse. She should be dead. 

She looked at herself, but her coat bore no trace of blood. Just a few larger drops on the sleeve. She rubbed her hands over her torso, neck, everywhere. She didn't even find a bullet scratch anywhere. Then whose blood was it? 

She looked up at the man with lost gaze. Without a word, he raised his hand, pointing to a red shape surrounded by a bloody, steaming halo. Bared teeth still gleamed in a dead smile, the dark muzzle still marked with white foam, and the ruffled fur smoothed by the wind. A rabid dog. 

She looked back at the sharpshooter, still kneeling in the bloody snow marking the spot of the first shoot. Less than a meter from the place where she had just been sitting carelessly. 

He was aiming at the rabid dog. 

She drew a thin stream of breath through pursed lips and then punched him straight in the ribs, through a gap in his unbuttoned coat. 

This man will be the death of her. 

#could i read it tomorrow with clear mind? #i could #would that make it better? #it might #will i do it? #no :3 #wanted to post it since the first part #can you smell it? #it's protective Vasily #i'm still not over this man #golden kamuy #never enough golden kamuy #vasily pavlichenko #vasily golden kamuy #golden kamuy vasily #vasily #golden kamuy x reader #golden kamuy x you #gk vasily

[wanderingblindly]

You ever wanna write a sequel to smth no one asked for a sequel to?

What is fanfic if not contemplating even more self indulgence?

#thinkin bout things #it came to be in a dream #Will I do it? #maybe! #I’m lazy :) #rambling.txt

[clownmothman]

The temptation to learn the don’t starve art style and draw dork squad in the style is really tempting 

#will i do it? #probably not #dork squad #edward nygma #jonathan crane #jervis tetch #mad hatter #the riddler #scarecrow

[ty-the-trainwreck]

feeling silly might fuck around and write a ronance red string of fate one shot

#will i do it? #find out on the next episode of #ronance #nancy wheeler #robin #nancy #robin buckley #robin x nancy

[truffulacore]

maybe for the upcoming swag archive anniversary I should celebrate by actually updating the archive

#will i do it? #actually i can't i'm graduating that day #but afterwards will i do it? #i don't know #we shall find out 👍 #ramble #archive rambles

[thefandompsychologist]

You either die a hero or live long enough to name yourself after William Wisp

#will i do it? #more at 11 #jrwi #just roll with it #jrwi prime defenders #william wisp

[valaruakars]

You are the only blog I have notifications on for. Specifically for let's get physical.

I love the rest of your blog too don't get me wrong but when you posted the most recent chapter a audibly squealed and my partner was very concerned 🤣

What a coincidence, I'm squealing right now 🥰

Actually I think it's really sweet of you to say you like the rest of my blog too, because all the time I wish I'd had the hindsight to make a writing/arcane centric sideblog to keep everything separate. I just never really thought I'd get anywhere with writing. Oops. Also the url hexwhore was taken by someone else at the time, so I was like fuck it, main blog it is. But at least I try to tag everything so it's blacklist-able.

Anyways, I'll go get on task for that day so that soon you'll get the notification you desire 💖

#now that i have that url tho.. am i tempted to change it? #yes #will I do it? #nope #y'all get to live with my shitty unpronounceable silmarillion url for the rest of time #bri answers

[tencrushesperday]

duuuuuuude the way i need to write a vince dunn ff its insane

#regh’s bs #i’m in denial #exams? what are those #i should study programming bc i didn’t follow a single class in the second part of the semester? #yes i should #will i do it? #no #here for a good time not a long time #vince dunn

[curlyhairedprince]

Otp is playing a show in Prague on a sunday meaning I could go and catch the bus home to Vienna afterwards and still work on monday… just thinking about it lads

#will i do it? #probably #so if anyone wants to team up hmu

[starzie]

Hm. I still need to finish Steven Universe. Got distracted after the Rainbow episode (--are they still a quartz?? mad about that)

I have this plan to rewatch from the beginning up to Ocean Gem, skip to Diamond Days, and then watch SU:F

I heard that the ending was written during the first production period. I wanna see if you can tell

#star glitters #*puts it on the to-do-list* #will I do it? #let's find out