Gathered things from here and there that have caught the eye of a lady living in the earthquake state. Primarily a mix of art history, Florence + the Machine, Skyrim and landscapes. My ACNH Island side blog is Mitrisomar
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La Belle Jardiniere – August (1896) by Eugène Grasset
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reblog this and put in the tags something you watched that terrified you as a child. i was so scared of the hot sauce in spongebob that i refused to be in the room when it was on
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Suddhasattwa Basu Two Kingfisher 2009 Watercolour on paper 35 x 27 in. 90.5 cm x 69.5 cm.
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"60-70,000 geese" is the new "i found 100,000 dollars"
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TINY GLADE (2024) — developed by pounce light
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the thing about astarion is that i do think that he is COMICALLY his own worst enemy but i also recognize that the reason for that is that he hit a sharp genre shift at 100000 mph. one second you're the hot and kinda tragic but expendable minion of a d&d boss and the next you're the romancable companion in the party. this little man was built to have his lore discovered in a notebook while looting his corpse after you've killed cazador and all the sudden everyone's like hey astarion. do you want to sit by the fire and tell us about yourself :) we all like you and want you happy :) and he's like what the fuuuuck. what the fuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkk????
however i do still find him funny about it, sorry man
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Jessie Arms Botke (1883-1971), Peacock and Vine. Oil on canvas.
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Enikő Katalin Eged (Hungarian, b. 1992, Budapest, Hungary) - Bodega Cat's, Paintings: Digital Arts
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Niche post but! Here's a first pass of a list of cards that I think deserve a reprint in the Avatar the Last Airbender set and the particular moment/details for them I wish included, in no particular order:
Blood Moon: illustration of Zhao bagging up the moon spirit, flavor text- "I've found a way to remove the moon from the equation."
Imprisoned in the Moon: Yue ascending as the new moon spirit. flavor text- "My girlfriend turned into the moon." "That's rough buddy."
Deflecting Swat: Zuko redirecting lightning from Firelord Ozai- "My uncle taught me well."
Lotus Blossom: A White Lotus Pai Sho tile
Ember Island: A reprint of Thespian's stage or Rogue's Passage (Where emotional vulnerability equates unblockable attacks)
Rogue's Passage: Secret Tunnel- "Secret Tunnel! Secret Tunnel! Through the mountains!"
Hullbreaker Horror- Koizilla (Aang & the Ocean Spirit) from Siege of the North "No, It's not over."
Anzrag, The Quake-Mole: Badgermoles; the First Earthbenders-"For earthbending the original earthbenders were badgermoles."
Each of the medallion cards (jet, sapphire, ruby, pearl) emblems of the four nations. Flavor text of the relevant nation from Iroh's quote about the four nations from 'Bitter Work'
Tainted Remedy or False Cure: Ursa providing the poison for Firelord Azulon (if they're going into the comics) "Please listen to me- everything I've done, I've done to protect you."
Lightning Bolt: Azula bending lightning on the ship with Li and Lo
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TOM HIDDLESTON as BENEDICK in Much Ado About Nothing
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sometimes, when the light by Lisel Mueller
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Some tiny lil water-themed test animations made in Blender while fooling around with emission shaders!
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I have been working on the next chapter for There's a Warm Wind Blowing the Stars Around when I hit writer's block. Then had a pop of inspiration last night and started this drabble.
It's set in late Act 1, so earlier than what is so far covered in the main body of the fic, so I may finish this up as a one-off vignette. Anyway, here's a short preview while I sort it out:
“-and when I look down on the page, nothing. It’s all blank.”
“Hmmm, I am not a diviner of dreams. I’m not even certain where it is they come from before they arrive to us. Have you always been able to read in your dreams?” Willow yawned and tried not to stretch her jaw too much in the asking. She failed.
“Well, yes, always.” Gale answered, confused by the question. His lips and brows were pressed tightly to themselves in a look of uncertainty and mild annoyance.
“So, never- as far as you recall before,” Willow raised her hand mildly to forestall Gale’s interruption and another yawn, “have you failed to read a written glyph or page in your dreamscape?”
“Never. Even in the throes of ecstasy, within the Weave my mind and inner voice were as one. Sleep never kept me from a good story, illuminated knowledge, or a thrilling read.”
“Well, er, yes, clearly if you could read in the ‘throes of ecstasy’ without a pounding headache or some bleeding I don’t doubt you gleamed many things while asleep.” Willow said flippantly as she pulled her hands through her hair, diffusing loose waves and ruffing her bangs. Willow was desperate to help her friend while not upsetting his hope for an answer to his newest concern. But she was expecting Astarion shortly.
please, please, if you can hear? Or feel this? Astarion, do not open that tent fla-
“Willow, you look rather tired. Though also rather leonine with your hair so- so, astray.” Gale said with a pleasant tone, interrupting Willow’s thoughts, blissfully unaware of Willow’s apprehension with this particular midnight meeting in her tent. Willow bristled a bit, having only just woken up minutes prior at Gale’s insistence.
“Darling, I will admit I am-” Astarion began striding in, sweeping aside the modest cloth of the tent’s fabric. A moment passed and two heartbeats drummed louder in their respective ribcages. A third remained still, as it had for centuries.
Oh, hell.
“- so terribly sorry to have taken the-ah-” Astarion gaped at the scene in the tent before him; Gale lounging with a wine goblet on the small woven carpet, Willow, looking astonished and somehow still sleepy, running her hands over her hair from her futon. “- the phial of witch-hazel off of that horrible bandit when you clearly needed it for yourself.” Astarion astutely corrected himself, balancing on the back on his heel after flipping the tent open.
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This must be that beautiful Skyrim weather I've always heard about
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BALDUR'S GATE 3 (2023) dev. Larian Studios
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