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Pay what you want sketch commissions are open right now. I’ve never done commission listings through ko.fi before so bear with me but I’m hoping it will make this go smoother than trying to go through DMs on this broken site.

Previously I had been saving money for a trip but now I’m actually in a situation…. I find it really difficult to ask for help so bear with me but there is more information on the situation for those are want to know under the Cut. It’s vehicle related…

I have been working on a remote island for the past 5 months, as is the way NPS jobs go. I got dropped off at the docks and my dad drive my car back home so it didn’t sit in an open lot for half the year. That being said, my dad who is not very good at communicating or updating me on anything ever, messages me the other day to tell me 1. He has just had a major surgery… and 2. I need to replace all four of the tires on my car that I have now owned for just over a year.

As you can guess I’m… super not happy about this. For multiple reasons.

1. I will need to have my vehicle available again in less than a month.

2. Because I live in the Midwest… I’m going to need decent all weather tires, and they are unfortunately more expensive.

3. Replacing all four tires plus the cost of labor will be somewhere between $600-$1000 usd and everyone knows how much it costs to exist right now.

I’m being really chill about it. But I am… about to crash out I fear.

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Coyote | Sheryl Hester

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shatterpoint doing their thing

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It is insane that, out of all fucking elves, Elrond has like. One. One point five names. So many elves with six names, and the best boy himself, who had like five parents, doesn't even have a father-name.

He's just Elrond. That is potentially Elerondo in Quenya. He's also called Peredhel, sure, but while that's used as a name, it's not... really a name. At least I don't know if a good friend would call him that. I have written myself into a corner, because I am now writing scenes with Celebrimbor and Elrond and if Elrond is calling him Tyelpe, the Celebrimbor should... really be calling him by a cute lil nickname too. A lot of people should. But I haven't even seen other fans throw around little nicknames for him in fic. The best I have so far is Elero? Which, sure, I guess, but I would rather something les Quenya more Sindarin.

Uh. Crowdsourcing. What would Elrond's friends call him? Like, Gil-Galad and Celebrimbor sorts of friends. Help

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there's something about amoral manipulative little masterminds who are constrained only by their intense fealty to a person of high(er) morals that's just. chef's kiss. so good

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Cluemaster: Ask me any question! On any topic!

Batman(who has been getting help from Cluemaster’s daughter all night):

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Soresu Negotiations

“Get help,” Palpatine said. “You’re no match for him. He’s a Sith Lord.”

Obi-Wan turned to look at the Chancellor. “...yes?” he said. “But he’s also something else – something I’m surprised you’ve forgotten.”

“What?” Palpatine asked.

“A politician,” Obi-Wan replied, turning back to Dooku.

Anakin groaned, then sat down.

“Here we go,” he said.

Palpatine blinked, looking from Anakin to Obi-Wan.

“...what do you mean, Anakin?” he asked.

“This happens sometimes,” Anakin replied. “How do you think he got his nickname?”

“Count,” Obi-Wan said, at about the same time. “It’s occurred to me that I never actually found out what the Confederacy wants.”

“Isn’t it a little late for this?” Dooku asked. “We have been at war for several years.”

“True,” Obi-Wan conceded, readily. “The war having started on Geonosis, because of tracing back your clone army which we… appear to have appropriated, mostly because you did it in our name. But that’s how the war started – not your objectives.”

Dooku was silent for a moment.

“I assume some semblance of a point will be emerging,” he said, eventually. “If you could be so kind as to provide it?”

“Wars begin for all sorts of reasons,” Obi-Wan replied. “But how they end… they end because a mutual settlement has been reached. And it’s occurred to me that I don’t know what you’d want out of a victory.”

He spread his hand, the one not holding the – unlit – saber. “It’s not the conquest of the Republic, I can tell that much. If the CIS annexed the Republic, what you’d have would still be the Republic, just under a different name… it’s not the Republic without the corruption that’s been causing it problems, because most of the corruption in the Republic was – was – the big industrial concerns like the Techno Union, Commerce Guild, Trade Federation. But you seem to have taken all of those off our hands, and they provide essentially your entire military so I don’t think anyone else could honestly believe that either.”

“I wouldn’t expect a Jedi to understand,” Dooku replied. “The Confederacy’s member systems have concerns relating to over-centralization.”

Obi-Wan stared at him for a long moment.

“...no they don’t,” he said.

“I hardly think you can have earned your reputation as a negotiator, Kenobi, if you are so willing to be insulting,” Dooku said, archly.

“That’s not what I mean,” Obi-Wan replied. “I mean… yes, now the Republic has an army, though really it’s actually the Jedi’s army and we’re simply letting them borrow it, but four years ago the Galactic Republic was proverbially incapable of doing anything. It took emergency powers for the Chancellor to get the Republic to authorize having any kind of military whatsoever – and the only one available was the one you ordered. That’s not over-centralization.”

He drummed his fingers on his ‘saber. “And I note that I overheard Nute Gunray insisting on the head of Senator Amidala – literally, in those words – as his price for signing a treaty. But I still haven’t heard an actual answer. What does the Galaxy look like if the Confederacy wins?”

Dooku frowned, and after about three seconds Obi-Wan glanced at the Chancellor.

“Didn’t you discuss this at any point, your excellency?” he asked. “Count Dooku doesn’t seem to have thought about this.”

Palpatine blinked.

“...he’s a Sith Lord,” he repeated. “Shouldn’t you be fighting him?”

“It’s called diplomacy, Chancellor,” Obi-Wan replied, before returning his attention to Dooku. “Grandmaster, are you seriously telling me that you never thought about what you would do if you won?”

Anakin checked his comlink, for the time, then the ship trembled slightly.

“Artoo?” he asked. “Can you tell those ships outside to stop shooting at us and give us a wide berth? This could take hours and I don’t want to find out if my name’s literal.”

“Hours?” Palpatine repeated.

“He’s rolling,” Anakin replied, rolling his eyes. “Like I say, I’m used to this.”

He rummaged in a pocket of his robes, taking out a miniature toolkit, and began disassembling his lightsaber. “I’m pretty sure I can retune these crystals to give two stable configurations which it’ll snap between, that should give me a length toggle instead of a single adjustable length…”

“Are you taking your lightsaber apart?” Palpatine hissed. “What if you need to fight?”

“It’s okay, Chancellor, I’ll get about five minutes’ warning if the negotiations are going downhill,” Anakin replied. “That should be time to put it back together again…”

Palpatine looked up to Obi-Wan, who – sure enough – was still going.

“...of course, a separate but related issue is what it’s going to be like afterwards,” Obi-Wan said. “In principle the Republic and the Jedi Order could probably accept the existence of Sith so long as we actually knew who they were and they weren’t trying to destroy us. It’s the fact that the first Sith we met in a thousand years tried to run Anakin over and cut Qui-Gon’s head off as an opening move that’s soured us towards them a bit… but are you really going to be content as someone whose whole job is to die for Sidious?”

Dooku stared at Obi-Wan, baffled, then glanced at Palpatine and Anakin.

“What do you mean?” he asked, forcing his gaze back to Obi-Wan.

“Sidious is your Master, we know that much,” Obi-Wan replied. “Partly because you told me yourself. But has he ever put himself in danger? Or has it all been you dealing with Jedi like myself and my apprentice? Putting yourself out there, in danger, while you do exactly what he says?”

He smiled slightly. “A Jedi would accept that, but you’re a Sith – you’ve said so yourself. Sith are self-interested. What do you think your new master is getting out of the situation? Because if you don’t know, it’s got to be something and it’s probably something he doesn’t want to tell you.”

“My master is quite willing to put himself in danger,” Dooku said, then clamped his lips shut at a frantic mouthed shut up from Palpatine.

“Real or feigned?” Obi-Wan asked. “Do you think he wouldn’t manipulate you? He’s been doing it to everyone else – you’ve said it.”

Dooku’s brow furrowed.

“But we’re getting off topic,” Obi-Wan said, turning to look at Palpatine. “Chancellor, what about this as a starting point? Your emergency powers were granted to resolve the crisis, and I’m sure you want to abandon them as soon as possible… so why not take away the whole reason why the individual systems in the Confederacy had problems with the Republic to begin with? Freely allow the departure of any system which wishes to do so, under the emergency powers legislation; enact a progressive tax, one which hits the Core worlds harder owing to their greater ability to pay, to sustain a carrier based navy able to hunt pirates more effectively than conduct occupations or orbital bombardment, and have the navy established on a sector-federal two-level model?”

Palpatine stared at Obi-Wan for at least ten seconds.

“...he’s a Sith Lord,” he said, yet again.

“Oh, shut up,” Dooku replied. “You’re a Sith Lord and I don’t see you doing anything constructive.”

Obi-Wan glanced at Palpatine.

“...you know,” he began. “I’m quite sure you’d need to note that on your financial disclosure forms, your Excellency.”

He turned sideways, so he could see both Dooku and Palpatine at the same time. “What was the point of this whole abduction, anyway?”

“As it happens, I was supposed to kill you,” Dooku said. “It’s the only way to turn Anakin to the Dark Side, if you’re out of the way.”

“Huh?” Anakin asked. “Is something up? I’ve almost got the crystals realigned.”

“This plan looked a lot better this morning,” Palpatine muttered.

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i just think he's neat

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*i.e. Why they're your favourite character, what you'd want from them if they were real, etc.

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Golden

A work in progress dice set based off the 'Golden' outfits in Kpop Demon Hunters.

These still need to be recast with numbers, which I'm planning on painting white to match the rest of the outfit.

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Prompt 22 of #AvianAugust2025 hosted by @cookiedoves is the Hawaiʻi ʻElepaio.

#AvianAugust is a bird art challenge which this year celebrates the birds of #Hawaii

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Song of the Day: September 5

"Bad Alive" by WayV

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I had fun making a night time alternate version of the banner I did previously for the Yeehawgust crew!~

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2026 calendars are up for preorder! Calendars ship in November 2025! Click here for the link thank you!

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i have decided that to simplify my life and make everyone else's worse i am going to combine american and british spellings. for example:

•centere

•programmme

•graey

•apflatment

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Song of the Day: September 3

"wutiwant" by saraunh0ly

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Prompt 19 of #AvianAugust2025 hosted by @cookiedoves is the ‘Ākohekohe. #AvianAugust is a bird art challenge which this year celebrates the birds of #Hawaii