cleeksfire
cleeksfire
Files of a Punkass Book Jockey
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Cleek | They/Them | 30+ | Artist, Audiobook Lover, Horror Enthusiast, Dragon Boat Rookie | Art Account @KyKennedyArt | Icon by @sinsofthefathercomic
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cleeksfire · 13 hours ago
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teapot dragons!
in a way i like this design a lot. on the other hand i think the original teapot animal having a humanoid face is part of the charm; it is supposed to be uncanny. anyway, here be dragons, both available in my shop.
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cleeksfire · 20 hours ago
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This is absolutely killing me
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cleeksfire · 21 hours ago
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cleeksfire · 2 days ago
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My brother is running a root campaign, this is my thief PC Wisp! ✨
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cleeksfire · 2 days ago
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LOL but seriously release the hounds
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cleeksfire · 2 days ago
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cleeksfire · 2 days ago
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cleeksfire · 3 days ago
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Today I learned that Van Halen have that rider in their contract about “a bowl of M&Ms with all the brown ones removed” in order to know at a glance if the promoter read the entire contract.  And the reason they do THAT is because they once had a stage collapse because a promoter hadn’t read the proper way to set up all the specific technical stuff.
So if the band goes in the dressing room or catering and sees brown M&Ms, they know they have to double-check the stage setup for safety.
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cleeksfire · 3 days ago
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I assure you: somebody, somewhere, is on the exact same wavelength as you are.
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cleeksfire · 3 days ago
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So-called "free thinkers" when their friend has to pee
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cleeksfire · 3 days ago
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cleeksfire · 3 days ago
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me when we start eating billionaires and i have to kill gomez addams
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cleeksfire · 3 days ago
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“stop romanticizing (bad thing)” sorry that i have a poets soul and can see the hidden beauty in the grotesque
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cleeksfire · 3 days ago
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"Friends dont look at friends that way" COWARD. I look at my friends with awe in my eyes, my chest is filled with love, im glowing because i get to be near my friends. I look at my friends and i would give them my everything. SO SKILL ISSUE, look at your friends with all the love that you have
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cleeksfire · 3 days ago
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So one thing I’ve noticed is that people’s DnD characters may vary but there is usually an underlying thread that they all have in common. This thread is typically related to what that person struggles with the most.
For instance, my betrotheds DnD characters: a bitchy warlock we had to bust out of two different pacts, a sassy barbarian, a reformed drow cultist, and a sunshine fighter cleric.
All these characters were wildly different but at their very core struggle was them grappling with their self worth. My betrothed struggles with their worth a great deal and even with different facets showing their characters all have that too.
Mine all tend to contend with different themes of loneliness and acceptance. Surprise, surprise, the little autistic gremlin yearns to have been met with more love and lasting friendships.
So we’re at breakfast. I am meeting a new friend of my betrotheds for the first time. It’s been twenty minutes since I’ve met this man. I say my theory. He laughs. He starts to describe a few of his characters but specifies that he often has healing aspects. He gives a very broad overview of their character arcs.
I ponder for a moment then said, “Would you like to have my assessment?”
He laughed, “Sure!”
“We’ve just met. It’s gonna get real.”
“Bring it on.”
“I think your struggle is that you feel you must offer something of value or service to people to be worthy of their love.”
His jaw dropped. His fork froze midway to his mouth. A potato fell. He stared into space as this sank in. Quietly he said, “Oh.”
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cleeksfire · 3 days ago
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