hello i love ur impulse design even if ive inly seen a headshot i love the i’s on his face hes so shaped good job on having a great impulse design <3 /genuine
aww geeee thank you!! im not an impulse main by any means and i had to rework my 2 year old design of him for the life series diys, so i'm glad you like him! he's always been very round shape coded to me personally
its also a little headcanon of mine that everyone sort of dresses up or modifies their original outfits for the life series. but impulse kept showing up in a t-shirt and shorts until scott got to him in secret life. like he does dress up in hermitcraft but just decided to cargo short the death games for some reason.
I made an observation about how Dustfinger loves the inkworld so so much, and how it loves him right back in a post I reblogged yesterday and now I literally can’t stop thinking about it
Because I just, UGH. He really does, he loves the fire and the fairies and his best friend. His wife, his daughter, his now step-son. The trees, the traveling, the singing, the dancing, even the danger. He loves every part of this world with his whole heart
And it loves him right back! The fairies who healed his face after Basta slashed it, the nymphs who remembered his face even after so long gone, the White Women who love him and his fire, The Great Shapechanger who let him go from her realm of death. For every ounce of love Dustfinger pours into this world, he gets it right back
Which is like, that’s the crux of his character isn’t it? Love. Dustfinger is many things, and he sees himself as many more, but at his core? He is full of love. He loves deeply and wholly. And I love that about him <3
flint: i want you to know i did everything i could to keep her safe
flint internally: please don't be mad at me please don't hate me please don't say it was my fault i love you hahahhaha 🥲
silver: it wasn't your fault
silver internally: it's my fault I've known what you were from the start and how everyone closest to you meets a horrible end and hornigold and billy warned me about it i warned you about it it's my fault
My dog has invented a job for herself that is "rip the dirty pollinators off the flowers."
As far as I can tell, she has never actually eaten a bee. She will grab them with her teeth, though, and hurl them off the flowers.
My neighbor planted bee balm in our shared yard. Bee balm, as the name implies, attracts bees. Now every time we go outside she shoves her whole face into a patch of purple flowers and gets the fuck to work.