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bthemistake · 11 days ago
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- Helios Children -
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On a bold red background with a crinkled paper effect, are the characters Kristen Applebee's and Buddy Dawn from the D&D show Dimension 20: Fantasy High. They are plain white, with a neat paper effect, with a very faint white glow around them.
Kristen has her eyes closed, eyebrows quirked up with a solemn sadness. She holds her crookedly question-mark-shaped staff at her side with the shards of her god, Cassandra, held in the air with magic in the hook of the staff. Her skin is covered in a speckling of freckles and short hair is half pulled back.
At her side, upside down with no sense of gravity to his position, is Buddy. His eyes are also closed and expression sad. His short hair hangs in his face, small tufts visible under his ears. The buttoned collar shirt is open, only one button fastened at the top, to expose the jagged crystal star emerging from his chest. His hands are raised to almost cradle the thing, but the spikes pierce through his palm and thumb, blood slowly dripping from the wounds. It must be agonising, but he still continues to hold his mark of betrayal to his god, Helio, likely too far gone and fearful of what his punishment would be if he sought forgiveness.
There is text around them, glowing white, with one verse by Kristen and the latter by Buddy.
'there's a girl who is gods chosen armed with the pages, a staff, and her fear died in school with the other children went to heaven, said 'there's no god here'
there's a boy who was never more devoted than when the world was plagued by night had his throat slit by his leader sent to a god he thought held him tight'
There is two more verses I wrote that I could not fit into the art, but I'll share them here regardless. They were intended to be separating the two included verses.
'and if the bread tastes like ashes and the wine like copper blood you better hope that gods not looking as you swallow the taste on your tongue'
'when the bread burns to ashes and the wine drips down your chin pray for something, maybe nothing, to find you else you're on your own from here'
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suckishima · 3 months ago
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lmaoooo the kuroken is strong with the crunchyroll subs
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psymachine · 1 year ago
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mac: bottom
dennis: eviler bottom who bullies and manipulates him into topping all the time
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icewindandboringhorror · 1 month ago
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Pages from trying to keep a little sketchbook-scrapbook type thing going for two weeks lol. I gave myself specific rules in hopes they might all end up more cohesive/consistent seeming, but alas, scribbly chaos reigns, it seems
#sketchbook#scrapbook#Actually I feel like these are kind of incomprehensible in photo form like.. In person holding the book its easy to look at#but as images on this scale I feel like there's so much tiny little text and small scribles and stuff you'd have to 'right click > open#image in new browser tab > zoom in' just to actually really see the thing. which for 7 images is excessive lol.. so. probably not the best#medium for sharing really but. I suppose I thought they might look cooler lined up next to each other. The whole part of using a#limited color palette is so that maybe they kind of seem to have more consistent color schemes or something throughout. but I dont#know if they look all that 'related' or not. I think these types of challenges I have always sucked at because I am a being of clutter and#excess. I can't just do like one little simple nice looking design and have that Crisp Neat calligraphy with evenhanded perfect lines#and perfect symmetical composition and etc. etc. Like some poeple post very aesthetically clean and cohesive looking sketch#pages or something but I simply cannot hold back the brain impulse to add more. more. more. Fill every single blank space with color#or a little drawing or a sticker or something. I take away 500 things and there are still a million there. Even when I thik I'm being#'simplistic' I'm still usually being 2x more complicated and cluttered than the standard or whatever lol. I guess thats clear from my#outfits/costumes though too. Like whatever that saying is from that person about something like 'before you leave the house take off one#more accessory. you dont need it' for me is like.. 'before you leave the house. add 10 more accessories. and 6 more layers. and another'#AAANyway. I wonder if also maybe some people would try to plan theirs in a way to look good or something or like.. plot things on the page#before placing them. I did sometimes have a theme for a day kind of (like day 10 I ended up finding a few gold and green things and then#was like.. hey... what if I looked for a few other things and only used these colors today') but aside from that I was just slapping down#stickers randomly and working around them to fill the page. Maybe a lot of neat minimalistic asthetic design is about planning and#having a Vision set ahead of time. instead of just complete random whatever. doodling whilst watching youtube videos or eating lunch. It's#a miracle actually I've managed to not spill any food on the book the whole time. anyway.. I do wish the highlighter really showed up. the#scanner kind of makes the colors look VERY different to irl. But also it got much clearer images than just camera pictures of pages. alas..#..Still oddly enjoy the phrase 'Salisbury Steak gently kissed with industrial pollutants'#probably my favorite section of 'gluing random papers and things onto the page' lol#Also I wonder if it's super obvious that I literally never ever use references when I draw (save for the few freakish looking youtube#face sketches) since everyone is always in the same positions and looking very similar ghhb. This could have been a good opportunity to#work on not solely drawing from my mind and try to do more Dynamic Experimental scribbles. NO. Same exact eye for the 90th time#be upon ye. But I guess it was meant to be casual 'daily doodles'. True 'practice' would make it seem too effortful like a full project. hm#(lol the one decimated pencil in the set... never hand me a writing utensil. i will passively destroy it somehow. shaving the sides of a#pencil off with a knife or snapping a pen in half as a nervous fidget without even realizing i've done it. sorry to the drawing implements)
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bleaksqueak · 8 months ago
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Honestly, I'm really grateful that my brain isn't wired to jump from hyperfixation to hyperfixation. It has its own unique drawbacks, sure, but I've always found it really comforting that I know what to expect from myself.
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radioroxx · 11 months ago
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ok hi tumblr. thought. while i understand that technically yes people have all the freedom to assign clover a gender + pronouns based on personal headcanons… i dont really get WHY people do it
dont get me wrong im all for a little fun and for messing around with pronouns, but… isnt it more fun to let them keep the they/them?? whats the point of taking that away?
iiii dunno. i just think its strange lol
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s0dabeach · 3 months ago
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more stans for your enjoyment (or at least for my enjoyment)
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paperscrapmae · 2 months ago
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Plant Based Bride quitting bullet journaling videos.....i get it but it's still just so 😭😭😭😭😭😭
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pkmoth · 5 months ago
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having swap au thoughts. *slaps roof of claus* there's so much mental illness in this guy. im gonna blow up everyone in the room and then myself
#what if you felt unbearable guilt because your brother went missing in the two seconds you were separated#and you feel like there mustve been Something you couldve done to prevent it#if only you had stuck together. if only you hadnt let him tag along on your basically-a-suicide-mission in the first place#but none of those things happened so you go through three years blaming yourself#continuing to search for him because maybe hes still out there. and maybe exhausting yourself on an aimless search is a way you can atone#and then you're pulled into this big destiny adventure so your searching is put on the back burner#you're so busy doing important things and meeting new friends and there are points in your adventure where your heart feels lighter#and maybe you open up just a little about the crushing guilt you feel. and your new friends say it wasnt your fault#maybe you start accepting that your brother is really gone but you have to keep living your life#saving your brother was a far out dream but saving the world is something you have the power to do#so you try your best. so you dont fuck up this time#your guilt becomes the fuel keeping you going#and then at the end of your journey#you find out one of the biggest obstacles on your journey#the human chimera that you felt kinda horrified at and a little bad for even as you fought them#is your brother you've been mourning and agonizing over not being able to save#so um. The Guilt is even worse now#now he doesnt just feel responsible for his death. he Now feels responsible for him becoming this Creature Thing under porkys control#and in a lucas dies scenario. hoogh i cant imagine how claus would feel after that.......#however the thing that spurred this post was thinking about the lucas lives postgame scenario (it just got a bit out of hand lol) so.#your brother is alive and back home again and youre so unbelievably glad#but the guilt still creeps up every time you see how much hes Changed. physically and mentally#you had just started to accept the fact youd have to live without your brother but somehow having him back is almost just as painful#things cant just go back to how they were before. youll never be the exact same happy family as you used to be#its strange adjusting to having lucas back and its strange trying not to step on each others toes with their trauma#you cant help but be clingy because you couldnt bear it if he disappeared again under your watch#but nobody wants to be watched all the time especially when youre recovering from your brainwashed identity as an army commander#FUCK I REACHED THE TAG LIMIT I WANTED TO RAMBLE MORE AUGH. THEY MAKE ME SO ILL. i swear its not all angst theres some lightheartedness in it#mother 3 swap au#mothfics
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handweavers · 10 months ago
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i can't read reviews of baru cormorant made by people on reddit [period, could end the post here] but especially who don't understand anything about the political economy or lenin's writings on imperialism or the history of the british empire actually all three because if you know all 3 everything that happens in these books makes perfect sense and so does every character and plotline. sorry
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lunarharp · 2 years ago
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“sorry i dont always get it” (from april) & “sorry i dont always understand” the sequel 🍷🍓
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bitchin-witchin · 1 year ago
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More CapiTaru fisting extravaganza previews be upon thee
A worryingly decisive expression had already been marked out on his face before they could intercede whatever insane ideas his mind was feeding him. “The Captain is always so controlled. I wonder if I could work him up enough to fist me, hahaha!” Tartaglia laughed at what he perceived as completely normal dialogue about his odd, unrelenting habit of nagging his comrades for a fight without a clue to the real insinuation of his words.
The soldiers blanched. “No!” The cinin mage and vanguard skirmisher shouted before they could think. Gods above he really did NOT know what that meant.
“No?” Tartaglia frowned, confused by their fretful yells.
“W-what we mean to say, my Lord…uhm, that is…” the cinin mage stuttered.
The mirror maiden butt in to save her. “Lord Capitano might…<em>misunderstand</em> your intentions.”
“What’s there to misunderstand?” he asked.
They all fidgeted uncomfortably. “I heard the Captain is, uh, in an ill mood today so perhaps it would, uhm, be in your best interest to not provoke him,” the agent lied. It took everything in the other three to restrain their reactions as he said probably THE WORST possible thing to say to their tenacious lord.
Tartaglia brightened at the agent’s words and it was then the man finally grasped he had fucked up. “That just sounds like a better chance for a fight to me! Thanks for the concern, comrades, but there’s no need to worry for me, your faithful Vanguard.” He winked. “A good fight is the best way to shake off some pent up feelings anyways, if I can take him that is!”
The cinin mage felt like crying. Her favorite boss was going to humiliate himself in front of his idol all because she couldn’t hold her tongue! Any chance he had with the Captain would be ruined! “Lord Tartagliaaa,” she moaned, already mourning his fate.
He waved off her concern. “Bah, have a little faith. Now, if you’ll excuse me,” he straightened out his jacket, “I’ve got to see if I can survive a proper fisting—” the cinin mage bit her fist— “from Sir Capitano.” He gave them a loose salute and that was that. Off he went, off they let him go, irreversible damage done, dead tomorrow if he remembered their faces.
They waited until he was well out of hearing reach to implode. The cinin mage crumpled into a sit on top of a nearby crate with an anguished wail, while the vanguard skirmisher and mirror maiden ranted at the agent.
“Tsaritsa’s tits, man! the vanguard skirmisher swore. “That’s the stupidest thing you could have said to the man who lives to cause problems!”
The agent leaned back from a pointing finger shoved in his face. “You better pray this doesn’t come back to bite because it’ll be your ass we’re putting on the line!” the mirror maiden threatened.
“Me?!" the agent shouted, then pointed at their crying comrade. “She’s the one who—” he cut himself off with a gulp at the mirror maiden's death stare. “Right, my ass,” he meekly agreed. He would put all his faith in Lord Tartaglia tonight, for the sake of both their asses….
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dollsinvogue · 2 years ago
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LOL OMG Lady Braids » Jean Paul Gaultier spring 1999 couture
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me, yesterday: i'll download some yt videos ahead of time for this long road trip so i don't get bored when we lose reception! and i'll bring my steam deck with lots of games too!!
me, 15 minutes into the road trip after something in the first video reminded me of my favorite para: i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydream i need to daydr
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thegreatimpersonator · 9 months ago
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i think it's time we retire the whole 'taylor swift is a marketing genius' mindset now
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keeps-ache · 2 months ago
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rule 1 of having legs: you ahve to sit down sometimes or they'll take your life into their own hands 👍
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