#ozymandius

[greyspaceghost]

Barbie and Ken

[four-raccoons-in-a-trenchcoat]

ozy at sea what will he do

(trying lineless artstyle again^^)

[dreamofserenityartz]

I GOT AN XP PEN!!! I'M IN LOVE!!!

Here have an Ozzie! He has the honor of my first drawing! ^^

[differentone001]

Big Brain Time

[scrmnviking]

I met a traveller from an antique land,

Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,

Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;

Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

Ozymandius - Percy Bysshe Shelly

[oblivionwonderlust]

ok so i was walking down the street with tyler and they were talking about like— idk it was something about mistakes or a regret or something and i pulled out the whole “just as time forgot ozymandius your mistakes will be forgotten. now his feet are all that remain and your mistakes will be forgotten unless you build a monument to them” and this random guy on waiting at the stoplight with us goes “that was a sick ozymandius reference” and OH MY GOD THE WAY I ASCENDED

[proxycrit]

More caitvi for the soul (art tag if you wanna see more arcane!)

Check out my patreon for my sketchbook!

[rad-roche]

in the interest of mastering perspective, i have made a VITAL and NOT AT ALL FRIVOLOUS acquisition that is going towards IMPROVING MY ART anyway look at this cute little scene i made

[hiljametsa]

I met a traveller from an antique land,

Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,

Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

And on the pedestal, these words appear:

My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;

Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away.

- Shelley

Ozymandias by Robson Michel

[forthosetunedin]

[greyspaceghost]

Wips pertaining to the rpg art book

[shreddheir]

I am not a shipper, I am not interested in shipping. However my various runs in the silly monster dating game have me head over heels for Oz x Zoe . They are both incredibly eldritch beings who decided to live as relatively normal people for fun/self fulfillment: there’s no way they don’t recognize the other as Something Like Them. They need to bond over experiencing reality at a fundamentally different level than almost everyone around them and also having the self control to not disintegrate people they dislike with their minds

[built-your-tether-rainout]

Not fully sure why I’m putting this here, I just think. Typing it out will help me. I never managed too and I finally wanna sit down and do it.

Uh. Yknow. Trigger Warning this is just essentially a traumadump lmao. This is important to me though. And also. VERY long. Don’t click read more unless you ready for a long ass post.

— TWS: literally everything about this bitch. uh. emotional + psychological abuse. I mention sh, I mention suicide, but it’s not major. —

On November 13th 2020, I started a YouTube channel for me to share my art and characters. I was about 11/12 at the time, so my sense of internet safety was BAD. I was also at the time coping from multiple traumatic experiences that had occurred from 6-10.

During this time, I had interacted with a fairly famous YouTuber of the same genre, through a vent post she made. I remember the vent word for word, but the basic and vague version was ‘people always leave me when I can’t help them anymore’. So, I decided to make it a personal mission to not leave her.

I don’t know why I did this. But I made it my goal to interact with everything she posted in some positive way, to comfort her on her vent posts, make her gift videos and stuff. We became friends fairly quick, and she used some her of her influence to get me a few hundred subscribers on my channel.

She had a slightly sad habit of not really caring about other people’s stuff though. She began venting to me specifically off-channel, in private posts and through messaging apps like Pinterest, and as she for more comfortable, she started getting extremely explicit with them.

In 2021-2022, very bad and permanently damaging things happened to my mental and physical health. I grew an intense phobia of needles, was in and out of mental and physical hospitalization many times, and was recovering from a self harm issue.

She didn’t partially care, to be honest. And that was okay, because she had her own issues. It was fine if she wasn’t worried about me. She didn’t stop her steadily increasingly gorey vents though, and started getting into stuff that specifically triggered me or that I was currently suffering with a lot.

So somewhere in June 2022, I asked her to stop. Just for a day.

She responded by sending me a lot of photos of her self harm, a pile of pills and telling me she was going to kill herself because I didn’t help her. She ghosted me for three days, I suffered a severe relapse, and almost got back in the hospital. Than she just came back.

She said she ‘didn’t wanna talk about’ what she did, and I said okay out of fear of setting her off. And she did it again. I learned eventually whenever I said no, she would threaten to kill herself. Sometimes it was worse than others, she would actually hurt herself to getting in the ER and blame me, or ghost me for weeks.

I became terrified of forgetting to interact with her. It’s a habit I still have, getting so scared of the idea of not liking a mutual or friends post, or letting them know I saw it, that I believe they’ll die if I don’t.

She got worse. She started saying she would kill people. It would be my fault if she ever did, if I failed to console her. She would kill her infant brother, she would kill herself. She said she would kill me, and despite knowing she couldn’t, it still terrified me.

I don’t really wanna talk about the weird middle period. I probably will one day eventually maybe kind of. But most of the same. Just far, far worse.

Somebody finally found out after she told me to kill myself, and I attempted to do so just because she told me to. Because at that point she had just told me to listen to everything she said. They forced me to ask her to stop. I tried to be nice, I did. And then she left. She said she was going to murder her and her brother, and she never contacted me again.

I don’t know if I’m. Responsible for them being dead, if they are. I will think about that for a long ass time. I know it was my fault she did this to me, but it hurt so fucking bad.

And typing it out, I know this shit doesn’t warrant the trauma I got from it. I know this isn’t that bad of a thing, but it permanently hurt me forever and I don’t know if I’ll ever get better. She’s made me more paranoid of anything ever.

Typing this did help a little by the way.

[camcorderrevival]

various bad drawings of the cat. he does not look like that.

[parasitoidism]

Reflecting on brba again also genuinely I think someone's opinion on Skylar is like actually an extremely telling misogyny litmus test

[otherkinotd]

Today's otherkin of the day is Ozymandius, who is ferretkin 🐹

-requested by anon