#graveyard storyteller

[earthmoonz]

WIFEY. | EPISODE THREE (3.6)

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HEADSTONE READS: 'Christine Serena Kyle' 1973-2023 - Loving Mother, Partner & Friend.

(MAX): Happy Birthday Mum.

[ncagutierrezart]

Sketch dump featuring some OCs.

[izar-tarazed]

Lesson learned—for whoever you think would suit the question best.

Story from the past meme: Send “Lesson learned.” for my muse to recall a story from their past that changed them

🕯 Ensha remembers the day that changed things.

Curiously enough, it was a day when things seemed to have gone back to normal. Ensha had finally returned to his post outside the study—still somewhat rattled by things that had happened over the course of the last days, but convinced that they would soon fade into meaninglessness. That they had not, in fact, changed anything. He had been sent out with that astrologer—initially, nothing but a target he had failed to kill earlier—to track down an Albinauric, and ended up fighting back to back with her in order to survive.

They had fought their way through the Academy of Raya Lucaria, looked out for each other, and shared a flask of Crimson Tears. And he had signed words against her palm and promised he wouldn’t harm her again. But all those things, Ensha was certain, had only occurred out of sheer necessity to survive, and their odds had been better together. Sometimes reluctant alliances like this one were formed and worked for as long as they needed to, and not a moment longer.

And now neither of them had any more need for it. The mission was complete, despite some complications, and they were both back in the safety of the Roundtable Hold—back to minding their own business.

He kept eyeing Izar every time she scurried past him down the hallway. She usually offered a nod, a smile, a muttered greeting, but just like him, she seemed to know that whatever they had shared out there had not followed them into the Hold. It had been a fleeting, pragmatic alliance and nothing more. What else could it have been? Ensha knew his duties, and where his loyalty lay.

He did not do friendships.

Which is fine, he kept telling himself. Why would I mind.

That inner voice died down when eventually, she walked right up to him, a tattered book in her hands. She looked at him with hesitation, and Ensha froze into his familiar pose more than usually, staring at her from dark eye sockets that normally were enough to intimidate people.

But she mustered a smile. ‟So,” she said, briefly glancing down at the sad remnants of a book, and then back at him. ‟You’re using a sign language, right? I’ve seen it when you reported to Sir Gideon.”

He was taken aback. He didn’t know why she would ask about this. Why it mattered. But he offered the slightest hint of a nod.

The astrologer cleared her throat. He had seen her fight revenants and soldiers and bloodthirsty glintstone mages alike, and face the Queen of the Full Moon herself, but now she seemed uncertain, and it puzzled him.

‟I’ve found a book that explains it, I think,” she continued. ‟But it’s hard to understand it in written form, so I’ve been meaning to ask… would you maybe like to teach me?”

Ensha stared at her, then made a dismissive gesture—not to negate her request, but to clarify that learning this particular sign language would get her nowhere.

He didn’t understand why she would even consider it. It made no sense whatsoever. It was not something common in the Lands Between; other than him—who used it—and the All-knowing—who understood it—, Ensha couldn’t think of anybody who even knew of that language. It would be a waste of time.

He reached out to sign into her palm—the way he had sometimes communicated with her during their mission. Why? No use for it.

Now it was her turn to look surprised. She tilted her head. ‟It would make communication a little easier, don’t you think?” she said softly. ‟I mean… this works,” she nodded towards her upturned palm, ‟but it’s a little slow and tedious, and I might not always be within arm’s length, so…” She paused, holding his gaze, and there was something about hers that made him think, not for the first time, that she was able to spot something in his eye sockets that shouldn’t even have been there. ‟I’d really like to learn it. If you’ll teach me.”

Suddenly, Ensha understood what she really was asking. It was not actually about the sign language—it was about him. He hadn’t considered that because usually nothing was ever about him. Which is fine. Why would I mind.

After all, he didn’t do friendships. But maybe… maybe this would be an exception. He looked at Izar with her hopeful eyes and the tattered book, and nodded.

[gravegrime]

A question to the storytellers out there!

What do you think is the most fundementally important part of any story? The writing, style, or theme/message?

I'm going to give my answer below the cut but please let me know what you think and why as well. Lets have a discussion about this!

For myself I believe the most important aspect of any story is it's writing. A story necessarily has to be a series of events that happen sequentially so you inherently need to know what those events are.

If you would allow me to analogize for a moment: I like to think about stories like a house. The stories various components roughly mapping onto different parts of its construction. Writing serves as the foundations and frame of the home. What events happen and how they happen serve to hold up all the other aspects of your story. A strong foundation will give you a sturdy base to build off of as currently you have just the shell of a home. The where, what, and how exist here but nothing else.

Your thematic elements make up the why. To continue the analogy you could think of them as utilities and functions within the home. The meaning you put into the various "rooms" make them more than just rooms. They become kitchens, bathrooms, and bedrooms. Places to live but still barren.

Who this home was built buy shines through in style. The colour of paint and decor within the empty rooms. Little personal touches to make the place feel like somewhere you've lived and finally transform the house into a home!

I understand that was all a bit flowery and I did induldge a bit, as it my right, but I think it's the best way to illustrate my feelings on the matter. I do think that all aspects of storytelling are important but I also don't think they're all created equal. I think above all else the most important thing to get right with your story is the writting. Everything necessarily flows from it and if you have a rotten foundation the whole project is going to fall flat!

Themes are great but if there's nothing to support them, or even worse you contradict them in your writing, they're sort of worthless. There isn't much to gain from advice given without reason!

Style can be wonderful to look at or consume in some way but eye candy is just eye candy if there's nothing more fundemental underpinning it. If you want candy that's fine, but you can't really call it a well balanced meal if that's the case.

This does kind of lead down the rabbit hole of what is and isn't good writing if it's so important to your story but that is something that will have to wait till another time. I am going to give my perspective on stuff like that for sure, but I feel it's probably better done piece meal in different conversations.

Thanks for reading, and I hope to have some interesting discussions lads!

[al-ma-48]

Story in caption. Week 47 - Campfire Stories I loved the final assignment of the correspondence course, ‘Summoning 101’! As reported previously, I yearned to apologize to my graveyard date for my past conduct. Luckily, this week we were to meet again and jointly summon critters to inhabit our pumpkin houses. It thrilled me to meet the nice zombie gentleman again! We lit a comfy campfire, sat our pumpkins, and course objectives aside and chatted happily for hours! He told me incredible stories, but I have no time to share them now. These are not my stories, they will have to be told another time. Me, I shared with my fellow student what I had learned the day before from my secret contact at Dungeon Corp. They had disclosed the real purpose behind this curious course. Dungeon Corp is a leading supplier of all grim and deadly creatures a dungeon keeper could ask for. But transporting the critters to the customers cost a fortune. So marketing invented the course in order to recruit a mob of traveling sales-summoners, going from dungeon to dungeon, on-site summoning the monsters. A creative concept, yet based on the sample subscription I tested, I doubt this will work! I will definitely not pursue the course any further! For more images and stories see @al_ma_48 Don't want to miss my art? Subscribe to my newsletter! Link in my bio. #cosycoven22 #gnome #handdrawn #campfire #artistbook #storytime #originalillustration #illustratedstory #imaginaryworld #graveyard #fantasybook #traditionalartists #storytelling #mixedmediaartwork #funtime #story #zombie #illustrationofinstagram #fantasyworld #illustrationchallenge #artbooks #storybook #campfirestories https://www.instagram.com/p/Clbin89obyh/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[gloryofdawn]

Feldon of the Third Path is, in my opinion, the pinnacle of storytelling in Magic: The Gathering.

Every part of this card comes together to tell you Feldon's story without ever overtly saying anything.

The art depicts him as a sturdy man, used to labor, and the workshop around him supports that. His hair is dark, but his beard is gray. He's getting older, but there's life in him yet. He gazes intensely at at the machined face of an automaton's head.

His ability doesn't do anything so gauche as bringing a card back from the graveyard. No, he targets a card in the graveyard -- someone, something that has died -- and and creates a copy, a facsimile, that's an artifact in addition to whatever it was before. But his creation is imperfect. It doesn't last. At the end of the turn, you sacrifice the copy. Greater magics than what Feldon posseses are required to make it stay more than a moment.

And then the flavor text. "She will come back to me." Powerful. Defiant. Sorrowful. Broken? Who can say, we haven't heard Feldon himself speak the words. But he lost someone, and he is determined, driven to bring her back the only way he knows how.

We're never told what the first two paths are, even if we can assume, but Feldon very clearly indicates what the Third Path is.

[gayfordavidtennant]

This is the most wholesome thing I've ever experienced in my whole life. @neil-gaiman , Mr. Gaiman, you need to see this!

Today I saw this shop that had 3 wagons of books for sale outside it!! I looked through them and found The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman and a super cool Pirate book!!

When I checked out, I told the older man l was so excited to see Neil Gaiman because I love his storytelling style and told him that Neil wrote my favorite book. He asked me if I've read Good Omens and I told him that was the one I was talking about! This man gave me his copy and told me it was his husband's favorite- I told him I already had a copy and that he should keep it because that's so special, he told me to take it.

We talked for another 45 minutes. I told him how my ex partner asked me to be his boyfriend with a copy of Good Omens, he told me about his husband, how they came to live in the Florida Keys, some of the places they went, and the conversation somehow moved to so many different topics about everything and nothing. It was amazing and I know I will never forget it.

Thank you for trusting me with your husband's copy of Good Omens, Robbie! I will take care of it forever.

[rootedincuteness]

Kizzle, Stormy, Marshmallow, Mog, Murray, Lil’ Bit, and Carver decided to have a little “graveyard smash” party. They... weren’t actually smashing the tomb stones, of course. They took in the sites, reading the stones and gaining inspiration from them, and then gathered ‘round to tell ghost stories at dusk. They wanted the party to continue into the night, but chilly weather and a pretty significant case of the heebie jeebies made everyone come inside for hot chocolate afterwards. =)

[hauntedsprings]

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[ganondoodle]

(totk rewritten)

finally, all the arm and spirit abilities- for the first half of the game (rauru) and for the second half with the shiekah arm replacing links arms instead and the spirit abilities gained through ganondorf

(please excuse my handwriting and sometimes repeated info on the first two, i lost motivation/patience at the end and couldnt get myself to basically redo it all from scratch just to make it a bit more cleaner)

note, the camera rune is unconnected to the arm, its the shiekah stone copy link has (zelda carries the one from botw, a copy was attempted to be made for link but it lacks all runes except the camera, the map and its teleportation, and journal/archive)

note for the heal effects of some spirit abilities- im also reworking the healing system, making it more like the older games, so healing isnt as easy and much more restricted, thus making those effects of spirit abilities more valuable ( lil potion icon on the d pad will act a little bit like in skyward sword, opens your limited selection of healing items and if chosen link switches to holding it and letting you consume it with -a- while walking around in real time- to avoid more pausing and mass healing on regular items while in menu)

additional note, the automatic recharging of the magic meter depending on the environment gives you a reliable but less abusable way of using abilities and allows for even more creative dungeon/challenge design by using it effectively- it works by absorbing magic from its surroundings, so if its an area with little magic it recharges slower, if its a very spiritual or healthy place it will recharge faster, it can be used to make things more challenging and also as subtle storytelling (example, theres a graveyard with the magic energy around being off the charts, even if there are no spirits to see, it could hint at the people buried not having died peacefully, no matter what their gravestone says...)

the usage of magic and how much the different abilities cost also allows for a much more dynamic fighting style for players to choose and try out, balancing them all out with their cost instead of a fixed timer, and the recharging beign affected by the environment perhaps forcing players that favor high cost magic abilities to use the lower cost ones for example, or not being able to charge one up bc the enemy is too fast and doesnt give you enough time to charge it

about half of the small overworld dungeons (not shrines) are also locked/inaccessible for the first half and new quests appear as the second half commences- together with the additional changes raurus return brings with it (sonau buildings, enemies being mostly cosntructs that he summoned etc) and whole set of new abilities giving you a fresh new way to play while (hopefully) not making you feel too restricted for the first half

... making these detailed concepts took me longer than id like to admit q-q

[earthmoonz]

WIFEY. | EPISODE THREE (3.7)

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(MAX): Wow, 45. We were gonna throw you a party you know. Could’ve used the bar. Put a bbq in the back and that...I’m sorry you’re not here. I promise I won’t let it be in vain mum. You deser-

(SIMONE): Maxie! I’m so glad we caught you.

(MAX): I was just leaving.

(SIMONE): You don’t have to- I’m sorry darling.  I didn’t mean to interrupt…Why don’t you come and get some food with us? We’ve got some flowers to lay but then we can celebrate together.

(MAX): I can’t. I’ve got to get back to work. Sorry.

(SIMONE): *Sighing* Okay love. Another time then.

[greenplumbboblover]

Not-a-tutorial - Lighting (Basics)

I really loved @nocturnalazure Storytelling tips, and figured I'd add one more chapter that I, personally, feel can be helpful to add the mood or maybe a bit more 🌶 to your pictures! (with or without reshade ;))

But first, go check out these tips by Nocturnalazure!

Camera Shots

Dialogues Part I

Dialogues Part II

Things to note before beginning:

This technique can be used with and without reshade/gshade/sweetfx or even editing images. (but I would recommend it!)

Make sure you're playing with at least "Lighting and Shadows" to highest settings. Otherwise this won't work.

All of the images in this post have been taken without being edited/haven't used reshade/gshade for them. (So, just the good ol' C button 😉)

A lighting mod can already go a long way! So, if you haven't yet, go find one before reading!

All Base Game compatible! No EPs/SPs needed

I'm in no way a colourist! But it may be cool to check the science behind it if you want to go more advanced on this :)

And with that said... let's get to it!

What do we need?

1. "Wall Area Light 1x1", (since it's simpler for sims)

You can find it under BuyDebug on (But first make sure you have Testingcheatsenabled true on!).

Pssst! I would recommend adding it to a catalogue! I made a "story" catalogue and added it so it's much easier to find it!

How to use lighting, the very basics:

Here we have Lolita Goth, outside with no lighting except for the world's.

Not to bad, eh? Well. there are a few reasons why we want to add lights to this scene.

Lolita's face is quite dark.

The reader will be very focused on the background AND the sim. (I personally keep looking at the bench, and less at Lolita right now.)

It's interesting, partially because of the lighting mod installed, but we can make it even more appealing.

NOTE: These techniques will work no matter if your sim is facing the sun or facing away from the sun! The results will always be the same with the lights.

Setup:

The basic setup is simple! You'll need 3 lights. One behind your sim(s), one sideways and one in front.

Back light = used for darker colours (blue, red, green, purple, orange)

Sub light = Used as helper colour for Back light. Can remove if not necessary. (helper in the sense of: Backlight is blue, adding purple can help being more interesting).

Front light = always white, flame, orange.

An example with the 3 lights used.

Setup:

Backlight = Red

Sub-light = Orange

Front Light = White

Why can't I just use the front light?

While it's not a bad approach in certain scenes, often the result is a bit too... tense:

(Left is with backlighting, right is with only front-light).

Personally I find the left image much more appealing, and more interesting to look at. But if trhe right picture is more your cup of tea, the feel free to use it!

Here's an example with the same principle but at night:

(Left is with backlighting, right is with only front-light).

Here, I think it shows it even more, how nice backlights can make something more captivating!

Now that we know about the basics of setting up our scenes... Let's get into the details a bit more!

How to use lighting for nighttime (Outdoors):

Here we got a scene with Lolita and Gunther Goth in a dark spooky graveyard, having a gothic-y picnick. In-game, this is the lighting setup as of right now:

It's lit up enough, right? While in regular gameplay this is definetly true, in a story setup we can actually make this much more interesting! But before that, here's our scene image:

The thing though is... while there is light, currently the eyes aren't drawn to Lolita's face at all:

So... how do we fix this?

There are a few ways. But all require our Wall Area Light!

Setup 1:

One light can go a long way! In this instance, I added only one light, and used "Dimmed" so it still shows as if they're in the dark. (To select different light settings, use Shift + Click to see them ;))

There are scenes where this would be enough (though, having 2 facing from different directions would work better), it dosn't really in this instance.

The problem, however, is that it almost feels like there's a spotlight that is facing them. The scene may have got a bit more interesting (as we are more focused on Lolita's face), but just isn't there yet.

Setup 2:

By adding in a blue colour, facing the back and a little bit the front of our subject(s) we get a much more "fake" nightlight representation.

Though, a few thoughts here:

While in this scene I personally liked making the back colours blue, we can always experiment a little and change one of the blue into purple!

Now, the part of Lolita's face that isn't blue, we do want a non-blue colour. For this, I like to cycle through the following colours:

White

Flame

Orange

(Rarely! But sometimes red).

See result here:

This all depends on your preference, and if you want a deeper colour. Or maybe, to even set a certain dramatic effect! (this is where red may be nicer).

Make sure to also play around with the intensity settings of each light! This can really change things up!

Currently, I've set up the intensities like so:

Blue 1 = Bright

Blue 2 = Bright

Orange/white/flame/red = Dim

Though, if Blue 2 is purple for you, I'd recommend setting this one to normal or even dim.

How to use lighting for Daylight (Outdoors):

This one is much easier, and more straightforward! While backlighting is important here as well, it's less of a necessity in this setting.

Okay! So you've posed all the characters, set up objects, etc... and now we're ready for the lighting! Here's what I currently have:

Not bad, not bad at all without any lights... but what if we add them!

Here I added a White-dimmed light.

Better! In fact, if this is the kind of lighting you want in your scene, then feel free to leave it here!

What about a little more complicated lighting... sort of what we did with our night scene?

Here the left light is a white-dimmed light, and on the right we got a orange dimmed light.

it's not much, but it definitely added a nice shade to the scene! :)

Let's get to how we do this same thing, but indoors!

[tsyvia48]

Author & Mensch: Reflections on the impact of @neil-gaiman on my life, in essay and doodle

As a woman of a certain age, I am a well-practiced overthinker. Nerd, geek, know-it-all, intellectual, the names have been biting or praise depending on who wielded them. They’re all true, and I embrace them. 

In the early days of adulthood, when I was a wee 20-something overthinking nerd, geek, know-it-all, intellectual (20+ years ago), I became deeply interested in image and text and text-as-image. While friends were watching and arguing over Survivor, I was obsessing over Peter Greenaway’s The Pillowbook and Prospero's Books and Neil Gaiman’s Sandman. (To this day my copies of the Sandman graphic novels and the English translation of The Pillowbook of Sei Shonagon are proudly displayed on the good bookshelves—you know, the ones I want people to peruse.)

Sandman isn't merely good storytelling and good art, it teases at some of the fundamental questions to which my religion-major heart was consistently and reliably drawn. It modeled a way of rendering the questions—and suggested answers—I would never have imagined on my own.

In those days, I created an artist's book: an altered gift edition of Hamlet. I explored Ophelia’s femininity and the inevitability of her break with her mental health, caught as she is between Hamlet and her father. I imagined her story if she’d had true agency. I investigated the way art (fan art?!) had shaped my understanding of the play and my relationship to it. I layered in my story—my resonance and dissonance with hers—and my art, along with images of famous and not-so-famous paintings of Ophelia. I proudly named Greenaway and Gaiman as influences. 

I imagined myself an artist. And, truthfully, I suppose I was one. 

I read Good Omens back then, too, delighting over the religious tropes and subversions, the humor, and the fundamental faith in humanity that shone through. 

In the two decades since then, below the din of “responsible” choices (that have mostly moved me away from imagining myself an artist) there has been a melody quietly bringing me comfort, shifting my perspective, and reminding me who I want to be. When I stop to listen for and name the music, I realize much of it generates from Neil Gaiman. 

The Graveyard Book gave me comfort and hope as a new parent. 

Ocean at the End of the Lane reminded me of the layers and the depths⏤the archetypes and metaphors⏤present in everything around me, if I am willing to seek them.

Neil’s anecdote about meeting Neil Armstrong has been a talisman against imposter syndrome. Or, more precisely, it has been a permission slip for forgiving myself when the imposter syndrome inevitably surfaces.

The episode of Dr Who he wrote (“the Doctor’s Wife”) changed the way I understand the entire Dr Who experience before and since. 

Lucifer (tv), which his work inspired, gave me joy, comfort and distraction through a tough time in my life. 

When, a few years ago, I realized he is Jewish, I had that swelling of pride and resonance that I always get when someone I admire shares that identity with me.

And now there’s the Good Omens tv series. It has opened something in me I didn’t realize was closed. Crowley and Aziraphale are helping me better understand myself, and love, and gender, and storytelling, and, believe it or not, Torah. I am writing again for the first time in ages. I'm drawing more often and with more joy than I’ve known maybe since childhood.

I’ve been getting back into my gratidoodle practice, drawing and writing what I’m grateful for. And when I decided to add Neil Gaiman’s face and some words about my appreciation for his work to my sketchbook, I realized he’s brought me full circle.

Text and image and text-as-image + Neil Gaiman + story is an old constellation for me. And once again, I find my thoughts dancing, shifting, blossoming to the quiet melody of (one of?) the greatest storyteller(s) of this generation. 

And now that I am actively engaging with other Gaiman fans, I see how responsive and kind and encouraging he is to those of us who love his work, and his name is permanently etched on my heart: a benefactor, a teacher, a role model.

How satisfying and fitting that such a powerful and resonant voice, miraculously, thankfully, beautifully, also seems to be a genuine mensch. 

B”H (thanks to God) that I am alive at the same time as such a one.

#I didn't realize I was going to write AND draw when I started this #but I felt I needed both #I wish I had a flatbed scanner #this photo doesn't do it justice #there's greater nuance in the color in person #Stories matter #Art matters #like, really matters #Neil Gaiman is a gift to this world #Good Omens #Crowley and Aziraphale #Ocean at the End of the Lane #The Graveyard Book #Neil Armstrong and imposter syndrome #The Doctor's Wife #So grateful for tumblr

[thescarlettbitch]

Devotional Acts

For love or beauty deities

Skin care

Make up (or embrace your natural beauty)

Dress up a little

Paint your nails

Love letters

Self /love/ iykyk

Change your bed sheets/clean up your room/space

Listen to love songs/songs about sex/loving yourself

You know that trend of people, typically women, painting a canvas black and then painting their legs/ass/hands/boobs and making a form of silhouette art for their partners?

Read romance novels

Play Interactive romance novels/romance games (stardew valley, dream daddy, The Arcana, etc)

For war deities

Listen to angry music

Advocate for yourself

Reinforce your boundaries

Cut out the negative people in your life

Feel your anger, recognize your anger, don't force it down, but don't lash out to others. "I am angry. This thing made me angry. It's okay that I am angry, it is not okay to cause harm to those who do not deserve it." Etc etc

Read biographies or accounts of war, or dystopian novels (accounts of war like Night by Elie Weisel, dystopian like Divergent or Hunger Games)

Learn self defense

Learn about how your area was used in past wars.

Play fighting games (call of duty, mortal combat, etc)

For music/art deities

Create! Learn an instrument

Write a song

Paint for them

Listen to experimental or storytelling music. All music is art, so find a vibe for your deity.

Take pictures of nature, art is everywhere in nature, from the paintings on butterfly wings to the sunset

Read/write poetry

Read poetry books, or books about music or art (think biographies from musicians/artists, or books like Guitar Notes by Mary Amato or such) (guitar notes is a midgrade book but it's the only one I could think of the name of)

Visit galleries or local shows, support local artists

For wisdom deities

Read books, any type, but mostly classics like Sherlock Holmes or Jane Austen

Watch documentaries

Take free online courses on subjects that interest you

Visit and support your local libraries and independently owned bookstores

Find old unloved books at thrift stores

Learn a new skill

Listen to music from different time periods

Visit museums

Play strategy games (chess, supreme commander, etc)

Do puzzles

For nature deities

Raise a plant, or a garden

Listen to nature sounds, or music with nature sounds

Observe nature persevering, vines crawling up a building, dandelions in cracks in the pavement.

Read wilderness guides

Learn about your area's native flora and fauna

Visit local parks

Open windows and let the fresh air in

Scavenge/forage (in safe areas)

Play cozy games (animal crossing, etc)

For death deities

Visit local graveyards/cemeteries (don't forget to be mindful and conscious of others and the spirits there)

Listen to music by artists who have passed on, or music about death

Learn about different cultures' funeral practices

Safely move roadkill out of the road, leave a small offering if possible (again, do so SAFELY)

Read books that have death themes (like Edgar Allen Poe, Wuthering Heights, or They Both Die In The End)

Think about how you want your body to be treated in death. Do you want to be buried? Cremated?

For home/hearth deities

Read cozy books

Play cozy games (sims, animal crossing)

Make your house seem warm and inviting to visitors

Learn how to bake, either from scratch or a box, both are acceptable

Learn how to sew or knit or crochet.

Watch cozy movies

Light candles if you don't have a fireplace

Listen to soft music

Visit your friends or family and bring them baked goods

For strong parental deities

Take care of your friends

Make sure your friends eat and are drinking water, do the same for yourself

Tell the people in your life you love them, you're proud of them, they're doing a good job

Read books about found family, self help books

Listen to music that makes you feel safe and loved

Carry a figure that represents them

Take care of yourself the way that they would take care of you.

Cook for yourself. Make yourself feel safe and loved

For health deities

Carry bandaids and Tylenol and extra pads/tampons for people who may need them

Learn about the human body and how it works

Take your meds

Make art out of old pill bottles for them

Know and respect your limits

Watch documentaries about doctors or health sciences

Research holistic remedies and see if any might be of use to you (DO NOT SUBSTITUTE THEM FOR MODERN MEDICINE) be careful of misinformation, and any interactions that certain things might have with your meds

For sea/ocean/water deities

Have a small fountain in your home (you can find them at some dollar stores, or if you're mechanically savvy, make your own)

Salts in your baths

Visit local streams, creeks, rivers, or beaches.

Read about marine life / river life

Read about your local water sources, learn about the water cycle

Collect rain water

Stand in the rain, feel it on you, let it ground you

Listen to music about water/with water sounds/the ocean/the beach

Have pictures in your home/space of the ocean

If you visit the ocean, collect some water and sand and seashells (make sure you follow your own personal gratitude system) to have in your home

Don't fret if you're landlocked, you're practice is valid, you don't need to be at the ocean all the time to feel it's presence. The rain clouds blow in from hundreds of miles away. The ocean is always with you.

Drink water

Carry a small vial of water with you (could be ocean water, river water, or tap water with or without salt in it) you can keep it in your car, in your pocket, or wear it as a necklace

Carry a small vial of salt with you (could be hand harvested from the ocean, table salt, or any kind of off the shelf salt)

For sky/wind/air deities

Let the air in, open windows when possible

Let yourself be free.

Sit outside for a few minutes a day, or longer.

For traveler deities

Pick something up for them on your travels, could be a rock, could be a souvenir

Put a symbol of them in your car

Wear shoes that are good for walking

Drive/walk around to explore new places (you don't even have to leave your town)

Take backroads

Be a (respectful) tourist in every new place that you visit, don't be afraid of looking stupid.

For queer deities

Educate yourself on queer history

Express yourself truthfully

Listen to queer music

Read queer books

Embrace your identity

Read queer poetry, like that of Sappho

Keep yourself safe in spaces that are less open to identities.

Support local queer owned businesses or artists.

Queer art

Love yourself and take care of yourself.

Go to drag shows

Relish in the fact that queerness has been around since the very first civilizations

For Inventive Deities

Do a metal puzzle

Learn metalworking, or just read about it

As always, please feel free to add on, I only work with one deity so please tell me if anything is incorrect or confusing.

Blessed be <3

[al-ma-48]

Story in caption. Week 45 - Graveyard date Honestly, I did not know what to think of my free sample subscription to Dungeon Corp’s new correspondence course, ‘Summoning 101’. After I had set aside the summoning starter pack for the moment, I received this week a mail with my next study tasks. Their dean had paired local students for an in-person meeting to set up a study group. Being a profoundly social gnome, I really looked forward to meeting a fellow student! Because what could go wrong? We are in the imperial capital! Stupid me. I should have been more aware that the leading supplier for advanced scientific dungeon keeping had prepared this course. Almaos’ most infamous dungeon keepers rely on Dungeon Corp’s products to make their dungeons ever more dreadful. Time and location of the date had been further clues I foolishly ignored. So last night, at midnight, I cheerfully went to the central graveyard for a date with my fellow student. I am afraid he had been very disappointed! But I really had not expected a zombie in an advanced state of decomposition, even if he had been bringing flowers. Panicking, I screamed and ran for my life! I only stopped once the graveyard was safely behind me. For more images and stories see @al_ma_48 Don't want to miss my art? Subscribe to my newsletter! Link in my bio. #artistbook #storybook #cosycoven22 #fantasybook #illustrationchallenge #handdrawn #fantasyworld #mixedmediaartwork #artbooks #traditionalartists #graveyard #storytelling #originalillustration #imaginaryworld #illustratedstory https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck55AvMI_nG/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[silverskye13]

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We considered ourselves to be a people of power. At least, that's what the story-tellers say. They say a lot of things that, for all their wisdom, the new generation of this world considers to be folly. They say their parents, and their parent's parents, lived it. They say the memory of the fall is fresh.They say we see only what remains, the ashes of wonders. We were a people of power, and our hands destroyed the world.

There is a tapestry in the old city hall which shows a skyline of ice-capped mountains, the knees and jaws of the world. What remains is only a few scattered hills and an empty sky. 

There is an old, cracked mosaic in the church, which shows gods and their diadems and boons. The colors are faded, and the gilding stripped for it's use in trade. The gods are unnamed and forgotten. They say our people killed them, before they killed everything else. 

There is a mouth where the mountains once stood.

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We considered ourselves to be a people of power, and we must have been, to leave so many footprints on the earth. I have watched as I walked by the river, as the impressions of my passing faded with each sweep of the water's path. But the river leads to a city, whose broken pillars and towers just like the ribs of dragons. Colors I have seen nowhere else on earth linger there, underneath bleached timbers and cracked stones, dyes we can no longer make with nature's bounty, with a brightness that burns the eyes. Pinks and purples more vibrant than violets, blues like crying stars, and greens like spider venom, puddle in the ruins. The blood of a culture whose eyes were lost between the generations somewhere.

There is ice in the vaults of the earth, pointed shards which blacken the fingers that clutch them.

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There is a place where the old world, with it's old dead gods, and it's vibrant blood still flows. There is a maw in the mountains that breathes, and great eyeless windows which stare, rain-streaked balconies leering icicle fangs at any who dare approach. There is a great citadel, with vaulted hauls, and a living, beating, heart. There is a graveyard where the spirits of the hands that built it sleep, and there are the monsters they made to guard it. There is a frozen throat, and a treacherous maze, and a burning dark. There is a malice which riots against the idea of the living, of a world that moves on without it, and a culture which forgets. 

There is a holy place where slain gods dropped pieces of their power, defiled by the hubris of those that buried them alive.

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There is a citadel on the horizon where the mountains once stood, built from the bones and knees of the world. It is a dungeon, a maze, a gateway, a crossroads. It is a place that the storytellers fear, a place that my generation watches like some creeping, stalking thing waiting to pounce in the night, as though watching might keep it at bay. There is a holy place, a powerful place, and a gift of wisdom that sings, even as it's tainted heart rails against any sound that breaks it's solitude. It calls to the brave, to the foolish, to the desperate. To the curious. There is a mouth in the broken ground where the mountains once stood that screams. 

We considered ourselves to be a people of power. This place is our message to all that hear it. This place is not a place of honor. No great deed is remembered here. What is here is dangerous and repulsive to us, and it gets stronger the deeper you delve. The center of all danger is here,  below us. The danger is still present, in your time, as it was in ours. The danger is to the body, and it can kill. This place is best shunned and left to rot.

At least, that's what the story-tellers say.  They say their parents, and their parent's parents, lived it. They say the memory of the fall is fresh. They say we will die like their parents, and their parent's parents, if we, too, enter in.

They say a lot of things that, for all their wisdom, the new generation of this world considers to be folly.

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The dungeon is ready for its next victim

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