It’s June 12! Happy International Don’t Stab Your Best Friend Day! This deserves an off-schedule special post. I was initially thinking of drawing something with Beleg and Túrin again because that would be the most logical choice, but I thought: what if I didn’t…what if I drew a different human-befriending elf who of course would have heard the story…and wonder…
And yes this was of course inspired by that one post I can’t find right now that talks about Legolas poking Aragorn with a stick from across the campsite to wake him up, just in case.
You are that space that’s in between Every page, every chord and every screen You are the driftwood and the rift You’re the words I promise I don’t mean
-The Horror and the Wild by The Amazing Devil (photo)
1x05 except Geralt and Jaskier are already married by the time they meet Yennefer // 226 words of some crack-y nonsense
“Jaskier. Is she flirting with me?”
“Is she - Geralt, are you really asking that?”
Geralt doesn’t respond at first. He turns to look at Jaskier, brows furrowed. Of course he’s asking that - there’s no good reason why Jaskier would still need clarification - except Jaskier continues to just look at him, as though waiting for him to say something.
“We’re married,” Geralt elaborates slowly. “Why would she flirt with me if she knows I’m married to you?”
“You - if she - you think she knows?”
“Yes.”
“Geralt, are you forgetting the part where she quite literally asked you if I was just your friend? To which you responded with… oh, what was it? Right, nothing. You never did respond to that question. And this entire time you’ve really thought that she knows?”
“Hm.”
“Oh, don’t you dare just hm this, husband mine, your absolute lack of words is how we’ve ended up in this situation in the first place! And no, don’t give me that look, either, you know very well I couldn’t have said anything while I was still choking on my own blood.”
A third voice joins them then and they both look over at where Yennefer stands, right in front of them. In fact, she has been standing there for the entire duration of their conversation.
Dear@generaldevi this is my gift for you! I really hope it’s enough for your promps since I’m not much into gore (I don’t usually draw about it), but it was so fun!!! Plus, I don’t know how but I finished it in between 24h XDD
Andddd here you are someextra! Luffy joins in!! (I checked your bio for information (stalker lol) and found out you might like those three having fun?:3
PLUS (and I´ll finish it here lol). Though it was not planned at all, I wrote something some days before getting your prompt. Actually, my own prompt was based in a blood kink, so I though it’d fit perfectly as an extra for you. I was all translated by myself so maybe is not perfect for understanding, but I guess it is better to understand it all without translating the whole thing in some web.
It is really important to me that all of you learn about Al Bean, astronaut on Apollo 12 and the fourth man to walk on the moon, who after 20 years in the US Navy and 18 years with NASA during which he spent 69 days in space and more than 10 hours doing EVAs on the moon , retired to become a painter.
He is my favorite astronaut for any number of reasons, but he’s also one of my favorite visual artists.
Like, look at this stuff????
It’s all so expressive and textured and colorful! He literally painted his own experience on the moon! And that’s just really fucking cool to me!
Just look at this! This is one of my absolute favorite emotions of all time. Is Anyone Out There? is like the ultimate reaction image. Any time I have an existential crisis, this is how I picture myself.
And then there’s this one:
The Fantasy
For all of the six Apollo missions to land on the moon, there was no spare time. Every second of their time on the surface was budgeted to perfection: sleeping, eating, putting on the suits, entering and exiting the LEM, rock collection, setting up longterm experiments to transmit data back to Earth, everything. These timetables usually got screwed over by something, but for the most part the astronauts stuck to them.
The crew of Apollo 12 (Pete Conrad, Al Bean, and Dick Gordon) had other plans. Conrad and Bean had snuck a small camera with a timer into the LEM to take a couple pictures together on the moon throughout the mission. They had hidden the key for the timer in one of the rock collection bags, with the idea being to grab the key soon after landing, take some fun photos here and there, and then sneak the camera back to Earth to develop them. They had practiced where they would hide the key and how to get it out from under the collected rocks back on Earth dozens of times.
But when they got to the moon, the key was nowhere to be found. Al Bean spent precious time digging through the collection bags before he called it off. The camera had been pushing their luck anyways, he couldn’t afford to spend anymore time not on the mission objectives. Conrad and Bean continued the mission as per the NASA plan while Dick Gordon orbited overhead.
Fast forward to the very end of the mission. Bean and Conrad are doing last checks of the LEM before they enter for the last time and depart from the moon. As Bean is stowing one of the collection bags, the camera key falls out. The unofficially planned photo time has come and gone, and he tosses the key over his shoulder to rest forever on the surface of the moon.
This painting, The Fantasy, is that moment. There have never been three people on the moon at the same time, there was never an unofficial photo shoot on the moon, this picture could never have happened.
“The most experienced astronaut was designated commander, in charge of all aspects of the mission, including flying the lunar module. Prudent thinking suggested that the next-most-experienced crew member be assigned to take care of the command module, since it was our only way back home. Pete had flown two Gemini flights, the second with Dick as his crewmate. This left the least experienced - me - to accompany the commander on the lunar surface.
"I was the rookie. I had not flown at all; yet I got the prize assignment. But not once during the three years of training which preceded our mission did Dick say that it wasn’t fair and that he wished he could walk on the moon, too. I do not have his unwavering discipline or strength of character.
"We often fantasized about Dick’s joining us on the moon but we never found a way. In my paintings, though, I can have it my way. Now, at last, our best friend has come the last sixty miles.” - Al Bean, about TheFantasy.
but for real, no hate toward this person but honestly… some people are entitled
i know i’ve been inactive recently and i know it’s been very slow but some people are just going to have to be patient. it’s like they’d rather me release shitty content than taking my time. even if that’s the case, i’d rather not release shit content because i personally like this series
please don’t be like this! (even if it was unintentional, this irks me)
(by the way i rewatch each episode and try to pull up a script so that i can get everything accurate EACH TIME i write an indeed chapter)
ALT
