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who is she

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lets be embraced by mama

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i have final destination premonitions all the time but instead of seeing death i see all the possible liquids i could knock onto my laptop

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Sorry for double posting but APPARENTLY those commission scammers have showed up on Tumblr at least for the first time for me.

For those who don’t know what I am talking about, there were/are commission scams going on in Instagram and even places like Artstation where people would pretend to be interested in your work and try to commission a pet or portrait for the sake of trying to get your bank details. Here’s how to (somewhat) sniff them out:

1- They don’t seem to be an average customer/ person that would be involved in your fandom, or has a blank template for an account or don’t even follow you.

2- They ask you to draw a portrait or a pet picture either for themselves or their children/family.

3- They promise to overpay you (in the hundreds) and do not listen to you even if you firmly state the price is cheaper.

4- They are constantly asking for your email name, or private details regarding things like banking details or passwords or other private information others should not know.

5- They try and over reassure you they mean no harm, try to guilt you into giving them the info, or become aggressive over you not giving them what they want.

What should you do if you come across one of these guys? My best advice is to block and report. Sadly these people jump account to account so there isn’t really much to do other than spread this info to prevent artists from being scammed.

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remnants of a god

Thou mortal, the skull thou wilt become.

Artfight attack on @xhinc's Bertram, haha!

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i think the biggest thing missing from the party members in avowed is a devout character. i love all four of my friends in the living lands, but in a game about gods and the nature of gods. i think it could've really added some more thematic richness to the story to have a companion that treated the gods and metaphysics of the world with a greater degree of credulity.

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so i have a cousin in med school studying to become a sturgeon but i honestly think there's something fishy about the credentials of the program they're in

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Hearty Crew

Attack on @mozzarellamint and his Whaler cook/gardener Jeremiah with my own dishonored OC Hadria!

Hope you like it! :)

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I'm having a bit of a moment so excuse me while I yap some of my core memories :tm: (negative) from my school days

Both are moments from when I was like 13 or 14 and I am sure the other people involved have long forgotten about it. I don't think I will ever forget it and instead I remember this shit every time my self control and esteem collapses.

Number 1 was an excercise that I think we did in like a social class. Honestly the circumstances around aren't as clear anymore. We were paired up and we each recieved a card with instructions. I was paired with a girl I thought I'd gotten along with quite well in first grade only for our relationship to crumble quite thouroughly, leaving me once again a loner in the group. My instruction card said to listen what she was about to tell me about, nod and make small comments during it, make noises and such. She then told me of her vacation the week before and I followed the instructions, absolutely thrilled that she would also do that after. Because I knew the only way to get those kids to give me any positive attention was to force them to do it, but I was just happy that at least she'd have to pretend to like me for a few minutes. Then it was my turn to tell her about my weekend. She didn't look at me. She didn't react. She just kinda doodled I think, stared off into the corner, didn't me any attention. I tapered off quite quickly, coming to the conclusion that not even the threat of potentially being scolded by a teacher was enough to make her pretend to engage with me for even a few minutes. I stared at my desk in silence the rest of time. Later it turned out that that the point of the excercise was to demonstrate the difference between an active and a passive listener and her card had said to do that. It didn't really help. All that really stuck with me was that even the universe would not help me get friends.

The second moment was during a religion class (we never really did religion during that actually). We played a game where everyone would have to draw the name of someone else in class out of bag and describe them, the others would have to guess. Once again I was excited. We were supposed to use positive things, so someone would be forced to come up with something good about me. That would be nice. Éveryone got their positive attributes. Things like "kind", "helpful", "good at drawing", "smart". To the point it was kinda difficult to figure out who was supposed to be who because most weren't very creative and just wanted to compliment their bestie. Until it got to me. The boy who drew my name said "cannot take criticism". He might have added something else. If he did, I can't remember what it was. What I do vividly remember is the way my stomach dropped. It was clear who he meant. I remember what happened a few lessons earlier to make him say that. I don't even think he meant to be cruel. But I felt cornered. I had two options. I could leave it be, be the bigger person and just take it, deal with it, let it stand that I was the only person in class to get a negative description. Or I could argue and prove him right. I decided on the former. The teacher did try to defend me but I told him to leave it be, that it was right and fine. I didn't want to be even more the teacher's pet and be at fault for someone getting scolded. I felt there wasn't really a point anyway. Everyone already knew who it was about, so all he could do was make the boy come up with something else completely pointlessly. And either way I already knew what was the first thing that came to his mind when asked to describe me. It taught me to be suspicious of what people really think about me. To not expect the same courtesy given to others. And it taught me the feeling of being trapped verbally. To be cornerd in a way where there's no good way out and all you can do is just take the hit and pretend like it doesn't hurt.

I can recognize now that those aren't really good lessons but it is very hard to unlearn them. I also know its kinda silly to still be hung up on that. Children can be cruel, but I am not one anymore and really those aren't even the worst things I have experienced, much less could have experienced. But man. Things keep happening and I stare those lessons right in the face again.

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While I sadly do not have handmade art to share on the topic I do feel the need to share that I once did something very similar.

Hope you have fun! <3

while I'm at it documenting playthroughs. shoutout to our Stardew run with @solas-backpack-mug where we very seriously roleplay as Edér and Woden. Gilded Farm 4ever.

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artfight break xigbar

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the dynamic between two people who love a third person so much and come to understand each other because of that is so important to me. you would put them first, and so would i. you understand why we have to save them from themself. i trust you with their life, and so, that means more than if i trusted you with mine. the love doesn't have to be the same, but it's powerful enough that you understand why you're not the only satellite drawn into their orbit.

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I was teaching kids today and they got fixated on the usual ‘are they dead now?’ question when I was talking about historical figures. So I was just like ‘Yes, they’re dead now, everyone who was alive in the 1800s is dead now.’ and then one kid was like ‘Except for you’.