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#Known Shores
lichfucker · 8 months
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[image description expanded from alt text: a digital drawing of Teague (ve/vim/vir), a fat halfling with brown freckled skin, shown from the neck up. ve has white eyes and down-turned, animal-like ears. vir chin-length hair is dark red and curly. Teague is looking up and to the left with a slightly worried expression. the drawing is done with sketchy line art and soft shading. end id]
hair practice featuring morally dubious babygirls: part seven
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quasieli · 1 year
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[Image description: Two digital drawings, both of my OC Fitz (they/he/it) set against a brick pattern background. The images are same except for their colors. The first drawing is in a limited palette of dark sage green, light sage green, medium yellow, medium orange, and dark red. The second drawing is in a limited palette of hot pink, navy blue, neon yellow-green, light sage green, and denim blue. Fitz is a young, fat, Eladrin with short undercut hair with a swirling pattern tattoo on the shaved side. They are wearing an open coat that goes down to their hips and boxer shorts, with no shirt beneath the coat. His hands are both at his sides, with one in the pocket of the coat. He is facing towards the right and looking off in the distance with a soft smile. End description.]
Why finish prepping for my game tomorrow when I could be drawing Them?
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palamidezh · 26 days
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bawhstonian miku in her fahkin puffah halfway through cleaning fahkin snow off her fahkin cah mid noreastah so she can go buy scratch tickets and tailgate that shithead from fahkin connecticut who dares to go the fahkin speed limit on fahkin i-95
(translation: bostonian miku in her fucking puffer (jacket) halfway through cleaning fucking snow off her fucking car mid noreaster (regional term for specific type of snowstorm) so she can go buy scratch tickets and tailgate that shithead from fucking connecticut who dares to go the fucking speed limit on fucking i-95 (it's a highway))
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pixellangel · 2 months
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an oceanic siffrin for your viewing. a seafrin if you will
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lesbianshadowheart · 3 months
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the lack of fandom insanity about aloy hzd is crazy to me.....she was literally born of immaculate conception to be the saviour of a world that doesnt want her. she was the loneliest girl in the world the first and last of her kind. while gay
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otiksimr · 6 months
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I am sitting down on the number block carpet I want to hear about him
Bob is an eldritch monster (I've just been calling their species Worldeaters, I don't have any plans to change the name) that eats planets and rocks in general (Stars too but that's a rare snack).
He was laid on Earth sometime during the end of Precambrian Era. And hatched a year BEFORE the Cambrian Era officially started. His parents kind of just left him there (due to their species they can't exactly stay with him, they do visit sometimes though!) with a babysitter so he wont be completely alone growing up.
Bob's just kind of vibing on Earth until he reaches maturity :)
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rabid-dog-steve-horn · 5 months
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Green Jelly After Party For The Making Of Electric Harley house of Love
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lotrmusical · 1 month
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My high school did a yearly poetry recitation contest (Poetry Out Loud), so Oh Boy do I know some poems. My favorites are Ozymandias and "the world is about to end and my grandparents are in love," by Kara Jackson. Also in 8th grade we had a Poe unit and had a class contest to make the best music video of the Raven, so I still know a good chunk of that.
i hadn't heard of the kara jackson one! just read through it and enjoyed it, particularly these lines > 'grandma returns to her love like a hymn, marks it with a color. // when the world ends will it suck the earth of all its love? /will i go taking somebody’s hand, / my skin becoming their skin?'
#taking this as a challenge to see how much of ozymandias and the raven i can remember. no i'm not bored at work what gives you that idea#i bet ive got most of ozymandias. the raven may be a lost cause#i met a traveller from an antique land / who said: two vast and trunkless legs of stone / stand in the desert. near them on the sand /#half-sunk a shatter'd visage lies whose frown / and wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command / tell that its sculptor well those passions read#...something or other i do not recall / the heart that mocked them and the heart that fed / and on the pedestal these words appear /#my name is ozymandias king of kings / look on my works ye mighty and despair /#nothing beside remains. round the decay / of that colossal wreck . something or other#the lone and level sands stretch far away#decay of that colossal wreck indeed (my memory for this poem)#oh well.#once upon a midnight dreary as i pondered weak and weary / over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore /#while i nodded nearly napping suddenly there came a rapping / as of someone gently tapping tapping at my chamber door /#tis some visitor i muttered tapping at my chamber door / only this and nothing more#?? (it's downhill from here)#ah distinctly i remember it was in the bleak december / and each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor /#something?ly i sought the morrow / vainly had i sought to borrow / from my books surcease of sorrow / sorrow for the lost lenore /#for the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels .name lenore / lost to me forevermore#(then there is another stanza; bird-infested word bonanza / which i used to know at some point but do not know anymore /)#something something something door. darkness there and nothing more#oh it's the 'silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain / thrilled me filled me with fantastic terrors never known before' bit#anyway. deep into that darkness peering something stood i hoping fearing / doubting?? dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before#but the silence was unbroken and the stillness gave no token / and the only word there spoken was the whispered word lenore#(more missing chunks)#oh i remember 'surely said i surely that is / something at my window lattice' because it's such a stupid rhyme#bird time bust time idk#ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore / tell me what thy lordly name is on the night's plutonian shore /#a billion more stanzas i dont remember. except for 'prophet!' said i 'thing of evil! prophet still if bird or devil!#whether tempter sent or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore /' etc. wait you can only add 30 tags to posts now?? i had more raven chunks#ask#anon
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hjbender · 1 year
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As seen on an offsite character quote generator:
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That's too bad, Officer Purity, 'cause that's exactly what I'm going to use it for now.
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keplercryptids · 2 years
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[image description: a drawn fantasy map of a collection of islands called the Triskele. Brief description of each island as follows. Iournia: large, forested and mountainous; the Chiefdom of Ord: large, with forests, mountains and a stonehenge; Ellan Vannin and Arnorica, mid-sized with mountains and a large marsh; the Ethuveraz: large with lots of forests and mountains; Barizhan: connected to the Ethuveraz via a mountain range, a desert; Taurun: small and forested; Carantos: small, featuring a crater and spider webs; Scarra Brae: mid-sized, snowy, with mountains and a large lake; Golden Isle: small, snow tundra; Ritona: small, slightly snowy tundra, mountain range and fjords. Sea features: a whirlpool called The Red Cataract; a bay called Olina; a sea between a bunch of islands called The Crossroad; a large sea called Giantfall; tiny islands called The Broken Bones. End ID.]
whew, this is mostly done, probably! i spent the last four and a half days doing nothing but drawing this map, where my next ttrpg campaign will be set. the triskele is one continent (??? i honestly don't know what to call a collection of islands like this) of the world called the known shores. (yes, i will be drawing the other continents too; yes, i have a problem.)
a few notes!
i stole the names "the ethuveraz" and "barizhan" from the goblin emperor books because the names are dope.
many of the other names are pulled from irish/celtic history and geography.
i drew everything by hand, but i followed a lot of the tutorials located here, which i highly recommend!
this was made for my personal home game, not for commercial use. but feel free to use any/all of it in your own personal home games, idgaf.
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laventadorn · 1 year
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i sincerely think it’s a terrific literary experience to read something that makes you feel like you’ve learned something extremely profound but can’t explain in the slightest. ursula k le guin said “the artist deals with what cannot be said in words . . . the artist whose medium is fiction does this in words: the novelist says in words what cannot be said in words.” the paradox of that is in itself amazing. i love to read a thing that is — not confusing, that’s not the right word, because confusion can make you feel helpless. rather, something that transmits to me some depth of meaning that i can’t begin to explain. i feel like i’ve touched or heard resonant truth, but what the heck was it? i know it, but i can’t put it into words.
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lichfucker · 2 years
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king consort petunia of the faeries, promoted from high general to boytoy
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quasieli · 1 year
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[ID copied from alt text: A full body digital drawing of my OC Fitz (they/he/it) set against a light purple background with wavy, thin lined pink and purple grids. Fitz is a young, fat, orange Eladrin with a shaggy mullet mohawk with a green swirl tattoo on the side of their head. They are wearing a green patterned sleeveless crop top and orange plaid shorts. It is posing with one leg extended out to its side, their other leg bent forward in a lunge. Both arms are raised, one behind and one in front of it, its fists clenched. They are looking off towards the left with a confidant smile on their face. End description.]
A revenge piece from Astreonova on Art Fight of my cool monk!!
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yeonban · 3 months
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Sometimes I think about how Elijah is a normal person in most other verses. In some of them his mom survives and takes care of him. In some of them his dad doesn't act Like That to him and they have a good, if a bit distant, relationship. In some of them he doesn't end up disliking his talents because of abuse, but rather uses them as a hobby or even pursues a job in the field of his own volition. Meanwhile Tobias gets the same parents every time, in every verse, over and over again. In some of them his parents die again and he's picked up by another variant of Wammy's House. In some of them they live and he remains with the family/takes over their business. In some of them they die and he isn't found by a Wammy's House variant, which leads him into a life of crime even after escaping his parents.
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loptrcoptr · 8 months
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Ya girl just tried to get tickets for Joe hisaishi conducting the CSO in Chicago this June, lemme tell you that the cheapest ticket was 500 and I almost actually went through with it, I talked myself onto the ledge like “once in a lifetime experience, one of the living greats, live 2024 like 2014 me would’ve dreamed of”…
until the “”””service fees””” brought the total to seven hundred and twenty fucking dollars
720
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so that is not a price I could swing and I did not go through with it, and now I am sad. I guess when we complain to each other “concert tix are mad expensive”, we may have to start clarifying how expensive on a sliding scale from “a single night’s stay in a shitty airbnb” to a “wholeass international round trip flight”. If I waited for the man to perform in Japan again I could deadass fly to Japan and it would be cheaper than this
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kaleidoscopeminds · 10 months
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