#a queen will be burnt

[nataliedormeranne]

my honest reaction

[sparrowlucero]

this is the iconic dinosaur horror jurassic park wishes it was

[kooki914]

Giant dump of spadesgore and spadesgore adjecent doodles based on asks I got (prompts under the readmore)

Also for anyone curious (which is probably no one) the last doodle is in reference to my longest spadesgore fic to date, Royalty, please read it I'd appreciate it <3

Credit to all of these asks (and also my bestie) for making me go insane for the past week drawing all these

[fanofspooky]

Scream Queen - Karen Black

Requested by anonymous

[burnt-milque-and-toast]

HATSUNE MIKEY 🥖🥖

[temporalhiccup]

In an effort to ease out of burn out and try to feel real and human again I'm digging around old games and seeing what would be fun to tinker with. For most of my games they get to at least an Alpha Build/Playtestable stage, but Never Break The Chain is one of the few that didn't quite manage to get that far (though it honestly wouldn't take that much more I think!)

Never Break The Chain mechanically and emotionally is a response to The Eventide Club, which was @jdragsky's response to Apocalypse Keys.

It's clear that this game is partly a love letter to jay dragon's design and how it makes me feel, and I wrote this during a time when I was insecure about my design. I was reeling from the idea that my games were too emotional to be enjoyable, that strangers were never going to like the games I create. (Typical Capricorn, even the way I work through my shit has to be productive in some way)

Every player character is made up of two components: a Musician Playbook and a God Playbook. It's my take on the very popular idea of fallen gods feeding off divine worship as musicians. I wanted to create a really fun and emotionally intense game (inspired by how famously messy Fleetwood Mac and other bands can be, definitely The Wicked + The Divine too).

It's been three years since I took a look at this stuff and it's fun remembering the mechanical shenanigans I was up to: tightening chains, breaking them, creating halos, shattering them, etc. I'll tinker a bit with these mechanics and see what comes of it.

The more complex of the playbooks are the Musician ones. What remains of the divine is raw and simple, ever fading and barely there. In comparison, the Musician playbooks are a chance for me to explore some truly messy human stuff.

Here's the Musician playbook, The Mask, it's mostly intact from the last time I touched it years ago. I just tightened a few options here and there.

I'll spell out the inspiration for this playbook: David Bowie, specifically the maddened Bowie interviewed by Cameron Crowe in 1975.

Bowie was famous for his different personas, and you can see some of them represented in the masks below: Ziggy Stardust, The Thin White Duke, Halloween Jack, the Goblin King, and the Minotaur.

This playbook is an exploration of what it could have been like for Bowie exploring these different personas, based on various events written about or talked about in later years, offering points of tension and intensity (deconstructed and awaiting creative input, like always) and hopefully creating explosive moments of playable drama.

I do think this playbook leans most into Bowie's contentious phase as the Thin White Duke. This was a man who was clearly breaking apart on stage, underneath the thinnest veneer of a persona that was holding itself together with a white-knuckled grip. Other personas were haunting him, discarded or never worn. Station to Station is my favorite Bowie album on most days, and his live performances of its music are almost painful to watch (while impossible to look away from).

I think, if we ever get this to playtest, I'll probably leave this playbook mostly as is (barring some mechanical tweaks that will be applied to all playbooks maybe) and just see where things go.

The Mask

You understand better than anyone that music is a story, and that performance is a mask well worn. You have created several Masks and stories over the years, and the Masks have recreated you. But as you seek fame and fortune, will the Mask become more real than you ever could be? One day you'll wake up and there won't be anything of you left, just a blank face both empty and signifying nothing.

Your Name

(Choose 1): A completely made up name that is never questioned, an appropriately dramatic name, a single initial that no one pronounces properly, I change my name every few months, a series of letters and numbers that only makes sense to my fans, a name that is as enigmatic as it is beautiful.

Your Look

(Choose 3-4): A painfully sharp and pale business suit with splatters of paint and blood on it, shades that almost no one has ever seen me take off, hair dyed into every imaginable color, the cruelest smile, the kindest eyes, an intoxicating scent, small and delicate tattoos that tell all my secrets, the body language of a predator, an unexpected scar, something else that betrays my mortality and weakness.

Your Role in the Band:

(Choose 1-3): Lead vocalist, lead guitar, muse, song writer, fuck buddy, everybody's ex, the face of the band, I'm here to look pretty baby

Choose the Mask you currently wear, one Mask you discarded, and one Mask that threatens to consume you.

I am an alien from a dying planet and harbinger of an inescapable apocalypse, my music is wild and haunting

I am royalty from a fictional past and deride the love I desperately need, my music is rhythmic and romantic

I am a rebel leader from a dark future and I shall orchestrate a dystopia of our own making, my music is hypnotic and delirious

I am the fae king who grants ill-cast wishes and offers dark bargains, my music is ethereal and manipulative

I am a serial killer who turns willing victims into impossible art pieces, my music is violent and eerie

I am a fallen angel, on the run from divine hunters and mortal lovers and only you can save me, my music is soft and beautiful

I am a broken doll mimicking life, perfect and made to fulfill your every desire, my music is naive and inviting

I am a warrior from another time and place, only you can heal my wounds and recreate my fate, my music is loud and lustful

As The Mask I gain 2-4 tokens when I:

Hide my true feelings behind a Mask

Ask someone to wear one of my Masks, for now

Give a part of myself to a Mask

When you gain your fifth token:

The divine music swells within you and seeks release. You cannot gain new tokens until you choose one:

Go to another band member and take off your Mask, reveal something vulnerable and raw about yourself. If they reach out to touch your real face, they break a chain. If they do anything else, break one of your chains.

Reflect on the god you once where, and create a new Mask to contain that memory. Your power wanes, crack one halo.

The Mask's Chains:

A whisper that comes from my mouth but doesn't sound like me at all

An embrace that promises more than it should

A kiss that comes dangerously close to unmasking me

One of my Masks on someone else's face

A song I wrote that will weaken a single Mask

A Mask I created that takes a life of its own

A Mask someone else creates to imprison me

Someone I love wearing my true face

The Mask's Move:

When you put on one of your Masks to tell its story, describe how you embody it and how you draw others into your spell. Spend tokens and roll.

On an 8-10 You are in control of the Mask, choose one:

A part of your Mask becomes more real than real, create a new Chain that reflects this.

A part of your true self gives way to the Mask, one Halo becomes whole again.

Someone is inexplicably drawn to you, you have them wrapped around your finger, for now. Say who they are and place a chain on them. If they're a band member, they place a chain on you as well.

On an 11+ The Mask begins to consume you, and you cannot tell the difference between art and reality. Choose one:

Another band member must become a part of your story, both of you place a chain on the other. For now, you are obsessed with crafting a Mask for them to match your own.

One of your fans is convinced the Mask is your true self, you cannot outrun them. For the rest of the scene you are at your fan's mercy. Describe how their obsession for you draws out something painful and real from you. When you return in a future scene gain the chain: an obsessed and dangerous fan

On a 7- your sense of self shatters and the Mask bleeds through. Until you regain your sense of self and remember you are not your Mask, you cannot perform. The Audience will tell you what happens next.

At the start of every session:

Spend a moment with your Masks and consider who they are and what story they have to tell. Choose one:

Put down the Mask you're currently wearing and pick up another, why does this one call out to you?

Change something essential about one of your Masks, what part of you refuses to bend or break?

Create a new Mask, based on someone you're obsessed with and yearn for. What does it feel like when you pretend to be them?

[in-this-essay-i-wont]

Bro does NOT know how to wash mouths😭🙏🙏

[alissicall]

hey guys im back 😱😱😱😱 callback to the post i made 10 million yrs ago

[mmmm-burnt-eggs]

Do you get it?

If not, fill out this Google form to help with my college homework

It'll help me get an A

[alicent-archive]

This is the face that Oldtown used to recruit soldiers to their cause, and I am not immune to propaganda.

[evgaysheesh]

imalittlebusy..

[mythos321]

My final Scarlet drawing!

I intended it as the final Scarlet Shido drawing but in all honesty it works as well if not better as just a normal Scarlet drawing(getting Shidos final form across was difficult to do because of its relatively simple(though imo effective)design)

though even then I’ll still have a quote with it based on lines Shido says in his boss fight(which the last two had as well)

“No…nononononoNO! A filthy delta residing brat should not have gotten in my way this much! To think this could happen…If only I had finished you off instead for daring to stand against me, hahaha, it seems I was almost as naive as you!…but, my desires has still yet to be satisfied! I WILL NOT let mere children make me lose all which I have gained! This time, I shall bring your thrilling end by my own hands! this time, I SHALL REDUCE YOU TO NOTHING!”

a part I struggled with was probably the wings, and admittedly the paw could look better, but I still really like overall how it came out(probably not visible but alongside her acid scar Scarlet also has some claw scratches on her face)

fun fact, I intended to post this yesterday due to a Mutual having July 4th as Scarlets headcanon hatching day(alongside Scarlets change of heart) but I had to go to a 4th of July party instead so I’m posting those both a day late(the change of heart will be made later today)

I think next I’ll either make Au Kestrels profile or take a small break and think up something(suggestions are welcomed)

or write the first chapter of the au-

[djarinvettel]

sol i’m begging you please don’t be apart of what i think you were apart of

[witch-sweets]

Ight doodle dump time cuz I've been forgetting to post them here-

The Prince being a menace (ft: hooman MJ)

misc ahit+oc stuff (and a few hypothetical au concepts-)

Thing I made in response to @how-to-humaning-401 not finishing their atfight refs on time

stuff based on a silly fic I wrote

@how-to-humaning-401's funne au Prince and my Prince interacting

wow more Snatcher who could've guessed- (Also a cursed heathers doodle-) (and a cameo from @milk-box-16's oc Blade)

[purplesoup-lad-le]

Dex Dizzneeeeee my boy 🥰 from the lil Best Keeper Character bracket of 2024

[drewtanakagf]

IN THE END IT WAS NEVER GOING TO BE MAVEN AND CAL. YOU GET IT RIGHT? IT WAS NEVER GOING TO BE CAIN AND ABEL. MAVEN WAS NEVER GOING TO GET BACK AT CAL. CAL WAS NEVER GOING TO SAVE MAVEN.

MAVEN WOULD NEVER KILL CAL. CAL WOULD NEVER KILL MAVEN. THEIR HANDS ARE FREE OF THEIR BROTHER'S BLOOD FOREVER.

CAL TRIED TO SAVE HIM. BUT IT WOULD NEVER BE ENOUGH. MAVEN TRIED TO LOVE HIM. BUT IT WAS NEVER ENOUGH.

TRAPPED BY THE FUCKING NARRATIVE. THERE WAS NO WAY OUT! DON'T YOU GET IT?!?

IT WOULD NEVER BE ENOUGH!!!!!!!!