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Breuse the Pitiless ⚔️

Breuse when he was young...

It's been a long time since I did any Gradalis fanart hehe! I get inspired by the amazing song : Brutus by The Buttress.

Gradalis (c) @kochei0 !

You can read it on Webtoon Fr: Gradalis

Have a nice day 🌻

Speedpaint + line art under the cut :

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Added a little of movement to the picture just to recall how to use AE

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Why don’t you change me at all costs? Starlight and star-crossed Take me so breathless Yeah, woke up in a safe house singing, “Honey, let’s get married”

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Full moon at the Temple of Poseidon in Sounio, Greece

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ancient greek word of the day: μυθολόγος (mythologos), a teller of legends, romancer

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Been wanting to make more work based on Irish paganism and its stories (sort of a blending of jobs hahaha), so I started with an obvious option for me.

Lugh, master of many skills! The "many skills" bit comes in handy for work and an endless sea of special interests, for sure.

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wolf watcher

or, a guy with a lotta eyes

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St. Gallen, Stiftsbibliothek, Cod. Sang. 542, detail of f. 606. Manfred Barbarini Lupus, Vierstimmige Gesänge zu den Hochfesten des Jahres. St. Gall, 1562.

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me when i recommend something to someone and they end up not liking it

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The Question

The Answer

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werewolves of london is literally like the best song of all time probably

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let’s play a love game 🫀

based off of this post

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☠️ again ☠️

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KING LINDWORM (FULL comic)

The shepherd’s daughter is newly wedded to a deadly Lindworm…

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✦ Red ✦

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“I remember, growing up, at night, and my dad would sit in the kitchen with all the lights out and he waited for me to come in, and he’d sit there and drink, and I’d stand in the driveway and I’d look into his screen door, and I could see the light of a cigarette, and then I’d rush up on the porch and try to get by him but he’d always call me back. And it was like he was always… always angry. Always mad. He’d be sitting there thinking about everything that he was never gonna have, until… until he’d get me thinking like that too. And I’d lay up in my bed, at night, and be staring at the ceiling, and I’d feel like if something didn’t happen, if something didn’t happen soon, it felt like I was just gonna… like some day, like I was just gonna… “  - Bruce Springsteen