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Angel of Death – horror concept by Max Kostin

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“That Umbreon Aesthetic” from Canaryko.  Love it!!

Deez @Deezer509

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I made a new blue tunic and wanted to see how versatile it could be as a piece of soft kit. I tried it on with a number of different kit combinations, but I liked this one the most. Although it felt less like a LARP character and more like a D&D character. I liked the layering so thought I’d make another one of these posts for you guys. Also, no matter what I do the prodiminant colours are always going to be purple and blue. :/

Step 1 - blue tunic. And pants.. I guess.. Step 2 - purple lace up vest (it’s reversible!) Step 3 - leather belt, flute, leather pouch, drinking horn and coin pouch. Leather wrist cuff. Step 4 - accessories: decorative belts and jewelry. (I think every larper owns a key necklace at some point.) Step 5 - black wool lirripipe hood and ukulele.

Tunic, vest, hood, cuff and pouch made by me.

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r.i.p. 2 my youth // the neighbourhood

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You're a little obsessed with yourself, aren't you?

well no one else is gonna do it

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Well, it wasn’t every day something like her walked in; all modern dress and gun and smacking of a highly-advanced society. Myra pushed her hood up, watching the woman brandish a badge at the barkeep--only to earn a blank stare in response. The barkeep at the Salted Urn wasn’t bright by any stretch of the imagination and now more than ever it was apparent this newcomer wasn’t going to get very far with him.

Myra rose to her feet and slunk to the woman, light leather armor swishing softly under her cape. She loomed over her, grinning like a fox might at a vulnerable hen. 

“You look a little lost, Sweetness. If you tell me what you’re looking for, maybe I can help you find it.” 

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Koji Set // Uchimada

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STOP MAKIN TINY-ASS THEMES, I AINT LEGOLAS I DONT HAVE ELF EYES TO SEE YOUR TINY TEXT AND 100PX POSTS

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Vika Palatova

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Dior Haute Couture F/W 2005

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What’s the scientific explanation for liking women that can kick my ass?

Edogawa, about Yosano (via incorrectbungoustraydogs)

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Fox by Robert Babisz

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(via ArtStation - cyberpunk, Shane Walters)

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Cicada screams dominated the thick night air and reverberated over the anxious whispering of the trees. Something wasn’t right here, and Myra picked up on the latent tension in the stately oaks and willows watching over the interred the moment she set a single paw in the graveyard. Black ears trimmed with orange swiveled on her vulpine head, listening for the source of their unease.

There. Down the hill, in the oldest part of the cemetery. The sound of shovel in dirt. Myra slowed from a trot and dropped her fuzzy belly to the grass, creeping ever closer, darting between molding headstones. She paused and watched the man at work, up to his knees in the exact grave she’d come for. She licked her whiskers in thought. Grave-robbers usually looted for mundane treasures, but after another moment of thought, Myra opted not to chance it.

The fox stepped forward and sat at the foot of the grave. Its outline blurred and shimmered and became that of a dark hooded figure. Myra crouched on the balls of her feet. 

“Wouldn’t it be so incredibly awkward if we were here for the same thing? Gods, I’d just die of embarrassment.”

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