#gingedoodles

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my dungeon meshi dish doodles! laios’s party for now, more to come as more dishes happen

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you all know something that i don't you all learned something that i fear i'll never know you all grew body parts i fear i'll never grow you all know something that i don't

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color palette of the embered viscereine, an npc (and fen's patron!) from @mercilessperciless's game!!

pose reference here from @adorkastock!

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moll from twice-spent comet by @ziggyschutz, which is out today !!! she's such a delightful character, i simply had to draw her <3

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SEASON 2 OUTFIT TIME! version with and without cloak because damn i worked hard on those bracers, and a bonus version with a background i couldn't decide if i liked or not

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a seepy cosy ven for @eeveelutiontrainer as thanks for helping me out!!! ven is their witch oc; the tattoos grow and shrink as they use their magic!

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i need a gun to keep myself among the poor people are burning in the sun they ain't got a chance, they ain't got a chance i need a gun, 'cause all i do is dance 'cause all i do is dance

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updated look for harmony, my eidolon character! they are now an inhuman and conductor ^u^ their new eidolon, we could be friends, warps reality by making everyone in range more sympathetic to them

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napkin study 👍

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phaesra, my tav! she's a lolth-born drow and a spores druid <3 backstory under cut!

(if there's much cult of lolth/underdark lore in-game i haven't gotten to it yet, this is just based off my own headcanons and the faerun+forgotten realms wiki pages!)

phaesra was inducted into the cult of lolth and groomed towards priestesshood from a young age; this involved a lot of lying, manipulating, backstabbing, and sex, all for the favor of a goddess who seldom cares about her followers anyway. she and her closest friend, xiulia (whom she was in love with), treated each other like shit, because that's what you do there. phaesra began to get tired of this, though, finding herself dreaming about what a life outside the cult might look like; xiulia knew about this, but agreed to keep her mouth shut about the traitorous thoughts.

xiulia, who thought phaesra was foolish and childish for objecting to lolth's methodology, kept her promise until the time was right, informing the priestesses training them that phaesra was thinking about leaving in exchange for her shot at priestesshood. while xiulia left phaesra behind and moved upwards in the cult's ranks, phaesra was given a full reeducation in lolth's ways, leaving her certain that she had to either escape or die trying. she followed lolth's tenants completely while she bode her time and planned her escape, making her break for the wilds of the underdark only a week before her trials were to begin.

being in the cult, phaesra'd thought she'd had to be sharp before; that was nothing compared to surviving the wilds while being hunted by agents of the goddess, whose wrath at being betrayed was unmatched. the only reason she was able to survive was stumbling across a druid circle, who told her they could not keep her for long, but could show her ways to hide her scent for a little bit. they advised for the long term that if she were able to find some way to be reborn, lolth would have no way to track her soul anymore. unwilling to let the circle be hurt because of her, phaesra set off alone.

the druids' methods worked for a little bit, but every escape was narrower and narrower, and there were monsters in the underdark who didn't belong to lolth too. eventually she found herself trapped in a cave, unable to hunt or resupply, and her will to live dwindled as her food and water did too; tired and with no hope left, she laid down among the mushrooms to die, knowing that being claimed and reused by nature would be a better death than any other she might receive.

a week went by without her moving, a week of her observing the world moving around her from that singular point. she understood the decay of her body as the mold and mushrooms she'd made her deathbed in grew around and into her; she was the spores, plain and simple. and she wasn't dead, even if she should be, so she got up and left, breaking immediately for the surface just in case any agents of lolth should still be looking for her. a couple of days after getting to the surface, she was snatched up by the nautiloid ship

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nuage time (acrylic on canvas)

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dungeon meshi style fen :3c

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ms thalia grace i love you

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i can feel teeth tear into me

rip me to pieces, rock me to sleep

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party of magical girls for my thursday girl by moonlight game!

uöhta belongs to jacob (no tumblr)

ronnie is mine

jo belongs to @iiiridium

aster belongs to @wizardwithnogoodspells

and maggie belongs to @walcutt !

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well i don’t think i’m gonna be putting a background in anytime soon so here, have a dori that was mainly remembering how the fuck colored pencils work