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Vesper's Lionheart

@vesperlionheart / vesperlionheart.tumblr.com

Behold & be a witness to all that I admire.

“what are you doing this weekend” i am going to fantasy land. i am hiding under the covers in bed. i am making things up. i am contemplating events that didnt happen. i am talking to fake people. i am listening to my tunes. i am envisioning scenarios

A lil practice in perspective with this piece mostly, so here's Howl and Sophie, who I designed based 50/50 on their book and movie counterparts! I actually would love to revisit this piece and paring in the future, since the book is one of my all time favs

"why do you even want romance in an rpg, go play a dating sim-"

I like little whimsical romances!! I like the magical experience of seeing two characters fall in love among a bigger complex world!! I love romance! I love giving love to the one character who is not expecting!! IT IS A CHOICE, AND I CHOOSE IT

“Sometimes i think you love your people more than god loves them, Kathryn.”

bringing together all my kathryn janeway terror/voyager crossover sketches into one place because @fate-motif keeps torturing me with this idea (originally based on this post)

the thing about this setting is that it can be a true Terror/Voyager crossover AU but in my mind it's more of a holonovel that Janeway has been running ever since her father and fiance died on the ice planet of Tau Ceti Prime, in which she could have saved one of them but didn't act fast enough, so she lost both of them and then fell into a deep deep depression.

the Doomed Arctic Exploration holoprogram is her way of dealing with the black dog on her back. It's a self-flagellation device, a torment nexus of her own design, her own personal Kobayashi Maru. The point isn't that haha Janeway could bring Terror and Erebus back home, but Crozier couldn't bring back Voyager. The point is that Janeway already thinks she can't bring Voyager back home, but she staunchly refuses to allow herself to lose that hope to begin with.

Her worst days aren't when she loads up the holoprogram to suffer on the ice and watch her crewmen die. Her worst days are when she locks herself in her quarters for months of endless darkness in space and cannot bring herself to even care enough to wash her hair.

Anyway have another frosty Janeway

so frustrating to be a skeptic with a sense of whimsy because like. I want there to be cryptids. I want there to be magic. I want there to be evidence of something we don't fully understand and can't explain. but then 99% of the "proof" out there for that stuff is like. the most obvious scam you've ever seen in your life.

^ Houdini searching for his dead mother's ghost

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