#I'm confident in these abilities
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ozziyo · 6 months ago
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Nell grew up in the lords of fortune, which means for a solid few years there was a dwarven child just living her most insane life as the littlest lordling of them all
bonus closeup on the top illustration
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syrilism · 4 months ago
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a web of connections (Syril Karn and Dedra Meero fanart)
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pepperpepi · 5 months ago
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really cool caption about espio idk
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cementcornfield · 3 months ago
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Tee Higgins representing all the shy kids ✨
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yume127 · 5 months ago
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Despite all his talks about not caring about not being chosen by the Keyblade, Sora seems to tie a lot of his worth into being a Keyblade wielder. 
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The time when he lost the Keyblade in Hollow Bastion was devastating for Sora. Not only his best friend had turned against him, but Donald and Goofy briefly abandoned him.
Although he seems to get over it pretty quickly, there were hints implying that moment hurt him more deeply than he let on. In KH3, he says that when he lost the Keyblade, Donald and Goofy had to go on without him, which I don't think is true? What was stopping them from following Riku with Sora instead of leaving him there alone?
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I think that moment might have affected Sora a lot, leading him to think that not only he is useless without the Keyblade, but his friends are going to leave him if he can’t use the Keyblade.
This comes up again in KH2, when Sora is completely lost when he learns that defeating Heartless with the Keyblade is exactly what the Organization wants. He says that he doesn’t know what he’s supposed to do if he can’t use the Keyblade and once again he feels useless, albeit he’s able to overcome this fairly quickly.
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Then he has to face the Mark of Mastery, and it’s the first time he’s on an adventure on his own. Although he doesn’t seem to care much about becoming a Keyblade Master, he’s confident that he’ll pass the exam as he sees it as a formality. Except, the Organization hijacked themselves into the exam, tricked him and he ended up having to be rescued and failing the Mark of Mastery, losing most of his power in the process.
He tries to brush it off, focusing on his excitement for Riku, but when Yen Sid talks to him after the exam, it’s obvious that Sora is devastated. That experience left him feeling very insecure in his strength, and the constant remarks from villains and allies alike only amplified this insecurity. 
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What happened during the Mark of Mastery deeply affected him and he never truly recovered from it (at least not yet). He has lost all his confidence in himself.
The Keyblade didn't choose him, he failed the Mark of Mastery, he's not as reliable as the other wielders, so, to make up for it, he ties his worth uniquely in his connection with other people. His friends are his power, therefore if his friends are gone, he’s worthless. He doesn’t believe he’s able to make it on his own. Not anymore.
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perhapsapremise · 22 days ago
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Babylon 5 sketches. I love you women and also stephen
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silentauthor96 · 8 months ago
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Hey remember that one time Fran (undoubtedly the greatest utility player of the Jungle Fury team) was 100% prepared to just take Lily's morpher and become a ranger, no training, no animal spirit, nothing but the power of friendship and a plucky attitude
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cuz that was awesome and honestly they should've let her do it
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mlynar-nearl · 29 days ago
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I've been trying to get into doing art so naturally the first thing i have to post is the exusiai and lemuen blues brothers parody poster. i pictured them with the "they'll never get caught. they're on a mission from god" tagline and spent ages trying to align their e0 arts and the original pose into a coherent narrative, create the correct lines with it, and color and layer the whole thing.
"what is lemuen's wheelchair sitting on" unimportant.
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aporian-duckling · 1 month ago
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Leander Prewett in Ashwinder Outfit All Leander Screens
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bayetea · 4 months ago
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me and the 4 other hazel (and frank) fans out there need to do Something. there's enough of us to plan an elaborate heist and steal the manuscript before it hits the shelves
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sealsdaily · 1 year ago
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I have changed the blog PFP in solidarity with the people of Palestine. We're all hoping for a free Palestine.
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goneatlas · 4 months ago
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i need a jirv gets turned into a vampire AU soooo bad. especially if it's canon setting. especially if it's just him alone who was turned, nobody else.
imagine (well i mean you don't have to imagine this part, it's just who he is even in canon). repressed jirving who is having ""impure thoughts"" about other men. listen it could be anyone take your pick but i'm going with nedward and hodgson here because i like my cringefail terror lieuts ot3 a lot. ofc he's praying to god for forgiveness for the way his mind wanders and he represses that shit all the way down (it doesn't work, obviously. because when has repressing things worked) anyways he's dealing with all that guilt of seeing himself as not beeing good enough in the eyes of god, that maybe he's just a sinner masquerading as a saint, preaching to others in hopes that in saving someone else he would redeem himself in the eyes of god. you know. the usual jirving fare.
and then on watch one night, he gets swiped at by a creature (a vampire) and he doesn't even know what happened because he was knocked out but dr macdonald remarked that it's strange how they found him lying in his own blood, and there's dried blood in his hair and on his clothes, but there were no sign of any injury on him, not a single scratch. he looks paler than usual but that was chalked up to the cold. he gets told to get warmed up and to report if anything changes or if he feels woozy or otherwise. he thinks it's strange but everything feels fine. (of course it's not fine)
later when he reaches for his bible, it burns and he drops it. he reaches to pick it back up but it burns him again. a horrible sinking feeling starts to set in. when he picks up the bible with his scarf, he opens it to read a passage and it makes him physically nauseous. the more he reads the more it feels like he's drowning. he closes the bible and tries to recite a passage from memory, but it's the same thing. the cross burns him too. he tries to pray to god but it tastes like ashes in his mouth.
whatever rations he eats comes back up. he tries to keep them down, he really does, he knows the scarcity of food—he tallies them for god's sake—but he can't. he feels hungry all the time, but nothing he eats stays down. there is a voice in his heading telling him that there's food all around him, he just needs to take it. the voice gets louder when he brushes against one of the crew, or when someone passes him by in the cramped space. he resolutely ignores the thought. his stomach hurts all the time now.
it's funny. but the thing that finally broke him was when he went to clip his hair and trim his beard and found that he has no reflection. he angles the mirror this way and that, nothing. he wipes the mirror clean again and again, nothing. (at this point the realization must've dawned, it should've dawned ages ago, but he won't acknowledge it. to acknowledge it will make it true. it will make it inescapable). at this point he realizes he will no longer be able to groom himself. all the rituals that he holds dear, the ones that make up the shining pillar that guides him in all this chaos and darkness, are now inaccessible to him. he blacks out and comes to behold the broken shards of his mirror, and he thinks he might be crying but his cheeks are dry. there are no tears for him to cry, his new self was not made for that.
sooner or later nedward and hodgson corners him in his cabin. they're concerned for him. as they try to get him to confess what's wrong, the ""impure thoughts"" come back full force. he's just thinking about how nice it would be to be embraced by them. to be held between them, sheltered from the world. to press his face to their shoulders. to turn his face towards their necks. sink in his teeth. taste their warmth on his tongue.
he feels the fangs grow in his mouth. he has to clap a hand on his mouth and turn away from his friends so they wouldn't see the monster he's become. because that's what he is now. he has been spurned by god, damned. he is dead, but he isn't in heaven (why is that a surprise? why does that hurt? he knows his deeds and his sins. he has judged and found himself wanting. maybe it was just that he hoped god would forgive him for all of it anyway). no, he is dead and yet he's forced to live out his life in this hell.
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grubus · 2 months ago
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*watches "I Parry Everything"*
goddamn, they weren't kidding. he's even parrying compliments, affection and a sense of worth. anyway justice for Noor
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cappybawa106 · 1 year ago
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Come on loser, we're going to the Babymetal concert
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You're not immune to Babymetal >:)
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kanerallels · 5 months ago
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*starts to make a post about my latest crisis like three times*
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boghermit · 3 months ago
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I finished a whittle and I'm actually pleased with it for once! From this tutorial by Doug Linker.
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