#Rusted Gates

[kelbunny]

Drawtober 2023 - Day 17 - Nightmare

[kelbunny]

Why do Blorbos? I've got ocs for that >:D

New Meme Alignment Chart came to me in a fit of Mania this morning. Have fun kids!

[westruun]

Dame Aylin, daughter of the goddess Selûne.

[rumeko]

visit

想う人

[mambo68]

Rust.Hauptstrasse 13.

[nickstanley]

Old Gate

[ceeridwen99]

Assume that Astarion is on the other side of this look

[mostlythemarsh]

Outside

[teddy-bear-naps-and-random-snaps]

[annelidist]

grit gate is the worst story dungeon i think

[raayllum]

There’s a scene in God of war Ragnarok where a portal is used to cut off the creature Níðhöggr’s head

and all day i’ve been thinking what if stella’s portals could be used in i similar way, say like someone put their arm through as she turned it off

Hm, possibly! We've yet to see Stella create particularly large portals / see anything besides small objects go through her portals, but I do wonder if eventually a person (like Rayla) would be able to go through and use it as a form of teleportation. It doesn't seem like the portal parameters (currently) include even the wherewithal for Stella herself to go through the portal(s) fully, given that she doesn't use them in such a way in 5x01 to get them behind the sealed painting or in 5x08 to escape the cage Finnegrin stuck her in

[billsmugs]

photos.billsmugs.com

[unamused-kookaburra]

There's a bushfire happening a few blocks away and it's so fucking hot outside I walked down to the back of the yard to see how close it was (not very thank god) and almost died

[rustedbread]

Eugh don’t even get them started on mind goblins….,…,

You can't tell me they wouldn't

[thewriteadviceforwriters]

🐚⚓️🫧List of Random Things For Your Dark Coastal Settings | For Writers🐚⚓️🫧

Since you all loved the list of random things for Dark Academia, here’s a list of items, things, sights etc.. you might find in a Dark Coastal setting.

The Cliffside 🌊

Jagged slate-gray rocks jutting out from the churning sea

Swaths of wild, windblown grasses and mosses clinging to the cliffs

Crumbling stone ruins half-hidden in the fog

The eerie cries of seabirds circling overhead

Gnarled, salt-weathered driftwood scattered across the shoreline

The Cove 🐚

A small pebbly beach tucked into a sheltered inlet

Seaweed-covered tide pools teeming with mysterious marine life

Centuries-old fishing nets and lobster traps hung to dry

Weathered wooden rowboats moored at a rickety dock

The salty, briny scent of the sea lingering in the air

The Lighthouse 🗼

A tall, round stone tower with a flickering lantern on top

Faded nautical charts and weather-beaten log books inside

An antique brass telescope trained on the horizon

The heavy thump of the lighthouse bell in the distance

Coils of fraying rope and a tarnished brass spyglass on the windowsill

The Shipwreck 🛥️

The rusted, half-submerged hull of an ancient sailing vessel

Tangled knots of kelp and barnacles clinging to the metal

Fragments of shattered wood and twisted metal debris

The eerie, echoing creaks and groans of the wreckage in the waves

Fragments of weathered, sun-bleached bones glinting in the murky depths

The Coastal Cottage 🏠

A small, weathered wooden house with peeling paint

Tattered sheer curtains fluttering in the salty sea breeze

Shelves lined with antique glass bottles and driftwood sculptures

A wood-burning stove with a teapot whistling softly

The distant sound of foghorns cutting through the mist

The Shipwreck Cove 🚢

Jutting black cliffs, their bases strewn with the bones of broken ships

Seaweed-covered ribs of an old shipwreck, barnacles clinging to the wood

Rusted metal and shattered glass glittering in the crashing waves

Cawing of crows circling overhead, their shadows flickering on the rocks

The hollow, echoing sound of the wind whistling through the caves

The Seaside Cemetery 🪦

Rows of crumbling tombstones covered in moss and lichen

Twisted, windblown trees casting long, ominous shadows

The faint scent of night-blooming jasmine on the breeze

A rusted wrought-iron gate creaking open to the path

Fog rolling in, obscuring the distant sound of the surf