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[dettumi]

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[aldreaklan92]

Karakter: Alredth Windythas / Elquassir

[asdaricus]

Just a colossal toad demon guarding an old temple

by Midjourney v6

[mel-graph]

Sandra Bullock 250x400 avatars ⸻ GALLERY (more avatars, short links) ⸻ Please like or reblog if you use. Thanks ♥

[migotth]

Your knight in shining armor is here!

[aiosa]

[cherrystew-art]

#2 try

[rustedashes]

MindANDLove¿

Drawing of my Mass Effect OC' salarian by name Vissa Telorn'hex Lazarr, but he is better known as the ''nasty type''. He is a pathomorphologist-geneticist who will destroy all your nerve cells in one conversation. Cynic; perfectionist; withdrawn, aloof with low empathy, partially sociopathic; intolerant of disorder, drinking and cheeky behavior.

Vissa has never loved, but an explosive (both literally, since she is a demolitionist, and figuratively) a quarian named Aela'Sia nar Moreh causes strange and previously unexperienced feelings in him, which he, being prone to cold analysis and inability to feel the whole spectrum emotions, is called ''Attachment'' as they both share a common past. But is it really so and maybe there is something more than just sympathy?

Sia © my friend and FRPG co-player Ilona Vissa and art © RustedAshes (i.e. me). It is forbidden to copy/use without my written permission.

[k4creative]

Long rambling about my possible history with fanfics.

Recently I am trying to get into fandoms and fanfictions. Reading, for the time being, but who knows. I always overwhelmed my people with my hyperfixations be it a book, a movie, a new hobby, or...birds... :D and I've always been very bad at connecting to communities so I've never became part of a fandom.

I'm not that old (turning 34 this year) but I grew up in a lower income home in Hungary, with let's say not so tech savvy parents. So we did not have internet back in the dial-up times, and I was around 15 when I really started to get interested in the opportunities of this place. We had The Computer, and having a lot of siblings significantly limited the internet use per capita.

Reading Ao3 I realized that I had a lot of au fanfics in my head back then and I am quite sad that I didn't have the opportunity (no english, and no internet) to engage with these communities. I also regret not writing any of it down, thinking that it's cringe and nobody would be interested. Of course in most of my stories my pov character was a total Gary Stu...I was 12-15...

I had a particularly long running escapist daydream based on Harry Potter. I grew up with those books and I knew them by heart (as you do) regardless of what happened later... That time there was a fantasy series loosely based on Hungarian folklore, with eastern shamanistic elements and ghostpunk sci-fi overtones called Gergő és az álomfogók (Gergő and the Dreamcatchers). This series sort of ripped off many coming of age stories but it was fun. As the characters were traveling through the World Tree on which you can find every possible world ever imagined, there were crossovers and characters poached from popular franchises.

Anyway, I merged these two worlds in my head. My pov character was a shaman exchange student in Hogwarts. :) He had a Gyrfalcon famulus and he used a whip to cast spells and a shaman's drum to get into a trance and travel the astral plane and the World Tree. I even made up new rules for quidditch so my character could play without removing any of the beloved teammates.

I also had one or to superhero personas...

Later I've been addicted to the turn based forum rpgs. I created many characters in those games and I dare say I've written books worth of reactions...basically all of which is lost now to the past.

I don't think I have a point with all this. I just found it funny to realize that I was a potential fanfic writer before I even had any knowledge about fandoms and internet forums...quite a regret really.

[mantic0red]

I always thought you hate me drinking.

[dettumi]

The prince of beasts

[aldreaklan92]

Karakter: Alredth Windythas / Elquassir

[asdaricus]

Another toad demon, but maybe they can negotiate?

by Midjourney v6

[winterdragons]

Campaign Log 4/10/23

4/10 : In the session for 4/10, 2023, our party of adventurers, comprised of Isa, a tribal healer from the local oppida of the Bronze Men of the High Grass Valley; her friend Moonstaff, assistant to the tribe’s shaman and initiate into the elemental god of Fire; together with Longfoot, a local tracker, hunter, trapper, and beastmaster; Leo, the Ducal Keep’s Master of Horse and captain of the Special Watch of Mellipolé; and Misha, crossbowman, engineer, and all around lurker in shadows, found themselves depleted of energy, battle-fatigued, and somewhat worse for wear.  Well healed after fighting their way through several encounters in the caverns perched above the hidden valley of the Fins, and hewn into the side of the butte known as Broken Tooth Mountain, they nonetheless needed to rest. Unable to retrace their steps back down the mountain, they decided to take turns napping in the half explored and heretofore quite dangerous caves, while they recouped their energies for the suspected final push into darkness.

The party, overcome by exhaustion, soon found themselves within the realm of shared dream, wherein they encountered the diminutive figure of an unusual stone age woman who claimed not only to be the special charge of the Beastmaster Longfoot, but also to have been previously associated with the tribal folk who once lived in this region. In this dream she was depicted as having been led morosely by a procession of these tiny people,  into the very same caverns, in all the guise and regalia suggestive of a human sacrifice. Beckoning to the party as she entered the caves she pointed in the opposite direction of their most recent excursion, suggesting that they had yet more to learn before descending further on their current downwards trajectory.

Upon awakening, the party returned to a deep pit from which they had previously retreated, and, sending in their expert climber, Garvin, to find a traverse, found instead a ledge below the lip of the chasm, leading into heretofore unexplored chambers of the caves. Going down instead of across, they soon discovered a room full of murals. After meditating on their meaning, and collectively reassembling a shattered final panel, the party was enlightened on the ancient history of the area, the Pinar people who once inhabited the Fins, and the demonic entity which now seemed to possess the caverns and the Valley as his own, a former hero of the Pinar, Aska of the Fins.

Delving deeper led to a crystal chamber and apparent shrine to the great Mistress of the Hunt, a goddess worshiped in many times and places and under many names. One of her devotees was luckily the previously maimed Beastmaster, Longfoot, whose prayers and offerings  to the goddess were answered with a special boon, the ability to transform at will into a huge and ferocious panther. The rest of the party also received special healing and fortification after drinking from the magical waters of the goddesses’ font. Sacrifices of treasure were duly made, as well as pledges to remove the evil influences now present in the valley, and to purify the former sanctuary. Meanwhile, as they were exploring the history of the caverns, a telepathic message came that outside a probably magical blizzard was beginning to rage. It had become clear that there would be no easy leaving the Fins if this primal and elemental menace were not soon dispatched.

Newly fortified by the goddess and armed with spiritual weaponry gathered from the deceased artist-shaman, the party returned to its downward trajectory. Overcoming a metallic constructed guardian of bronze with liquid flowing metal in its tubular copper veins, they uncovered a secret passage. Behind this lay long wide corridors, seemingly melted right into the bedrock of the butte, and lit by magical glowing crystals lining its walls. Finally, they came to a circular chamber, centered on a raised lip and capped by a slab of black marble with dark and gold-flecked crystals growing from its surface. All about the perimeter of the room were other enormous quartz crystals, all but one of them seemingly burnt out, cracked, friable, and smoky in clarity. One of these crystals on the far side of the room, however, still glowed faintly with a flickering blue fairy-light that seemed to project itself into the quartz matrix only after crossing some vast and incomprehensible distance in space time. Heeding the warning of the doomed Ravenfolk Shaman, Yipsilix, who had been their traveling companion since they entered the caverns, they decided to leave this crystal unmolested and to open the marble and crystal-capped dias instead. 

In doing so, however, they had inadvertently released a swarm of giant centipedes which poured forth from under the great stone cap, mandibles oozing clear viscous venom, their stinging bites landing against the warriors, left and right. When the battle was over there were several dead centipedes littering the floor, numerous party members potentially poisoned, and Yipsilix, who  lay dying, his black feathered arm mangled by the blunt force of one of the insectile creature’s crushing bite. Now, the delvers stand bemused by shock and trepidation, breathing in the vile miasma of rotting flesh and bitumen radiating from the yawning portal they have only just unsealed. Below yawns the presumed lair of the genius loci of the mountain known only as Aska of the Fins, as Yip’s dying whisper echoes in their ears, “He is free!”

[indigo-wild-flower]

Bang Chan gif pack

by clicking the source you will be redirected to a gif page for 11 gifs of singer bang chan in stray kids - ex m/v. these were made from scratch and more will be added at my leisure. feel free use it in crackships or others ways, but don’t forget to repost. make sure to not claim as your own. give this post a like and reblog if you find it useful. enjoy ! the pack will be updated in te future !