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raveartts · 1 year
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thy-void-dweller · 8 days
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happy pride cyberpunk community is this anything
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twopercentboy · 15 days
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I only recently finished sandman and I'll be honest I'm still thinking about hob gadling 🥲 like he ended up immortal bc he was so confident that humanity is so beautiful that it's worth living many lifetimes over, he continues!! to be so hopeful and excited about it, even when he was dirt poor and starving to what would otherwise be death but for him is just more suffering, like he's everything to me, he sees the positive of everything, and he's still just so excited to live !!! I will never get over him
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brother-emperors · 5 days
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I love how much Lucullus can't stand Pompey, and also this
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Pompey the Great: A Political Biography, Robin Seager
with something from this thrown in for extra flavor
Crassus and Pompey, on the other hand, ridiculed Lucullus for giving himself up to pleasure and extravagance, as if a luxurious life were not even more unsuitable to men of his years than political and military activities.
Plutarch, Lucullus
⭐ places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app / tip jar!
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def-not-kaz-brekker · 9 months
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controversial opinion but inej ghafa is literally terrifying and (obviously) such a queen.
like she literally held a stadwatch guard at knifepoint after creeping up on him and whispered (I don’t remember the exact quote) “I like it when men beg, but nows not the time” like??? Queen?????
And the end of the crooked kingdom where she cuts pekka rollins after threatening him, and switched alby’s toy lion with a crow?? Fucking terrifying?????
My love for inej knows no bounds and she is undeniably a powerful and scary woman
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tamorii · 1 month
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Falin - Dungeon Level 6
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evermoredeluxe · 1 month
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tarotmantic · 9 months
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i will never justify why i like deh bc i don’t have to actually. i can just like it no qualifier needed
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extrajigs · 1 month
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HI YOUR CREATURE DESIGNS ARE SO COOL!!!!! what are you inspirations/ how do you study to make designs?
Ahh thank you! It really means a lot to hear/read that! And HMM honestly I my process for creature making is a lot of just thought soup. Most of my inspo comes from nature and I like to watch/listen to a lot of stuff about that which has LOTS of fun ideas in it. Usually for my critters I'll go off of one core 'idea' and then look around for things that would be fun to draw/complement that well. A lot of it is just mindless sketching until I find a good lead and then just build off of that! Some creatures have 4-5 iterations before final, some are literally the first sketch. It just varies!
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yume-fanfare · 1 month
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*shakes you* she was her god she was her universe
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this is true cinema i believe this fully. amidst the heavenly choir, the profound monologue and the hopeless situation, a glimpse on how she is still but a childish girl who loves her friend. sua alienstage you are everything
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pagesofkenna · 1 year
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this is a bit of a D&D movie spoiler and I get that it's the lowest stakes take possible, but I think it's silly they tried to give Chris Pine's character a Bard NPC statblock when he's clearly a Mastermind Rogue
'there's already a rogue in the party, edgin plays the lute' yeah yeah I get it, we're clearly supposed to think he's a Bard walking into this movie, but he's got no magic to speak of, which is actually kind of a relevant and noteworthy plot detail. he's not actually casting Charm Person or Friends or anything, because those are actual spells with spell components we never see him use. He's just got a high Charisma score and the Master of Tactics class trait
Edgin Darvis should be a Mastermind Rogue with the Entertainer background and probably the Inspiring Leader feat
like, he definitely seems to have some of the non-spellcasting abilities of a Bard (is that Bardic Inspiration or the Mastermind's bonus action Help we see?) and obviously I recognize this is probably intended to be a bit of a rules fudge to showcase how not everyone has easy access to magic in this setting... but a nonmagical bard is a rogue!
plus, reading him as a Rogue means his Lute Bash is adding sneak attack damage and that's why that's his only utility in combat and yet it works
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macbethz · 5 months
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I think hazbin hotel is part of a common trend recently where things call themselves “adult” to mean like saying bad words but still have the themes of and are structured like children’s shows
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Julian gets a little confused when it comes to queer things and doesn’t really know how to show his support, especially to the Captain.
He ends up showing his support by begging Alison to buy any sort of rainbow capitalism related thing he sees online, and making a show of pointing out rainbow stuff and being like “gay rights :)”
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omg! world's most hyperspecific self-indulgent crossover just dropped! (it's the locked tomb. it's a nier automata tlt au.)
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addamvelaryon · 1 year
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DEAD THINGS IN THE WOODS. DEAD THINGS IN THE WATER.
I was once again thinking about how Patchface has a tendency to say some rather odd things, and if you view the phrase "under the sea" as an indication of death/afterlife, the things he says take on a more sinister connotation:
Patchface rang his bells. “It is always summer under the sea,” he intoned. “The merwives wear nennymoans in their hair and weave gowns of silver seaweed. I know, I know, oh, oh, oh.”
— A Clash of Kings, Prologue
Patchface was capering about as the maester made his slow way around the table to Davos Seaworth. “Here we eat fish,” the fool declared happily, waving a cod about like a scepter. “Under the sea, the fish eat us. I know, I know, oh, oh, oh.”
— A Clash of Kings, Prologue
“Under the sea the old fish eat the young fish,” the fool muttered at Davos. He bobbed his head, and his bells clanged and chimed and sang. “I know, I know, oh oh oh.”
— A Storm of Swords, Davos V
They found Her Grace sewing by the fire, whilst her fool danced about to music only he could hear, the cowbells on his antlers clanging. “The crow, the crow,” Patchface cried when he saw Jon. “Under the sea the crows are white as snow, I know, I know, oh, oh, oh.”
— A Dance With Dragons, Jon XI
Patchface jumped up. “I will lead it!” His bells rang merrily. “We will march into the sea and out again. Under the waves we will ride seahorses, and mermaids will blow seashells to announce our coming, oh, oh, oh.”
— A Dance With Dragons, Jon XIII
“Under the sea, men marry fishes.” Patchface did a little dance step, jingling his bells. “They do, they do, they do.”
— A Dance With Dragons, Jon XIII
Patchface drowned but survived under mysterious circumstances:
The boy washed up on the third day. Maester Cressen had come down with the rest, to help put names to the dead. When they found the fool he was naked, his skin white and wrinkled and powdered with wet sand. Cressen had thought him another corpse, but when Jommy grabbed his ankles to drag him off to the burial wagon, the boy coughed water and sat up. To his dying day, Jommy had sworn that Patchface’s flesh was clammy cold.
No one ever explained those two days the fool had been lost in the sea. The fisherfolk liked to say a mermaid had taught him to breathe water in return for his seed.
— A Clash of Kings, Prologue
The previous passage almost seems to echo the following:
He had been the thirteenth man to lead the Night’s Watch, she said; a warrior who knew no fear. “And that was the fault in him,” she would add, “for all men must know fear.” A woman was his downfall; a woman glimpsed from atop the Wall, with skin as white as the moon and eyes like blue stars. Fearing nothing, he chased her and caught her and loved her, though her skin was cold as ice, and when he gave his seed to her he gave his soul as well.
— A Storm of Swords, Bran IV
That's not the only connection that exists between the merlings and the white walkers:
Mormont was deaf to the edge in his voice. “The fisherfolk near Eastwatch have glimpsed white walkers on the shore.”
This time Tyrion could not hold his tongue. “The fisherfolk of Lannisport often glimpse merlings.”
— A Game of Thrones, Tyrion III
Which of course reminds me of Cotter Pyke's ominous letter to Jon Snow:
At Hardhome, with six ships. Wild seas. Blackbird lost with all hands, two Lyseni ships driven aground on Skane, Talon taking water. Very bad here. Wildlings eating their own dead. Dead things in the woods. Braavosi captains will only take women, children on their ships. Witch women call us slavers. Attempt to take Storm Crow defeated, six crew dead, many wildlings. Eight ravens left. Dead things in the water. Send help by land, seas wracked by storms. From Talon, by hand of Maester Harmune.
Cotter Pyke had made his angry mark below.
“Is it grievous, my lord?” asked Clydas.
“Grievous enough.” Dead things in the wood. Dead things in the water. Six ships left, of the eleven that set sail. Jon Snow rolled up the parchment, frowning. Night falls, he thought, and now my war begins.
— A Dance With Dragons, Jon XI
Dead things in the woods. Dead things in the water. Here's the description of the white walkers and the merlings:
Will saw movement from the corner of his eye. Pale shapes gliding through the wood. He turned his head, glimpsed a white shadow in the darkness. Then it was gone. Branches stirred gently in the wind, scratching at one another with wooden fingers. Will opened his mouth to call down a warning, and the words seemed to freeze in his throat.
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A shadow emerged from the dark of the wood. It stood in front of Royce. Tall, it was, and gaunt and hard as old bones, with flesh pale as milk. Its armor seemed to change color as it moved; here it was white as new-fallen snow, there black as shadow, everywhere dappled with the deep grey-green of the trees. The patterns ran like moonlight on water with every step it took.
— A Game of Thrones, Prologue
They tell of pale blue mists that move across the waters, mists so cold that any ship they pass over is frozen instantly; of drowned spirits who rise at night to drag the living down into the grey-green depths; of mermaids pale of flesh with black-scaled tails, far more malign than their sisters of the south.
— The World of Ice and Fire, The Shivering Sea
Pale and black and grey-green. All frozen.
There is also this similarity of both being said to lay with human women to sire terrible offsprings:
He remembered the hearth tales Old Nan told them. The wildlings were cruel men, she said, slavers and slayers and thieves. They consorted with giants and ghouls, stole girl children in the dead of night, and drank blood from polished horns. And their women lay with the Others in the Long Night to sire terrible half-human children.
— A Game of Thrones, Bran I
An even more fanciful possibility was put forth a century ago by Maester Theron. Born a bastard on the Iron Islands, Theron noted a certain likeness between the black stone of the ancient fortress and that of the Seastone Chair, the high seat of House Greyjoy of Pyke, whose origins are similarly ancient and mysterious. Theron’s rather inchoate manuscript Strange Stone postulates that both fortress and seat might be the work of a queer, misshapen race of half men sired by creatures of the salt seas upon human women. These Deep Ones, as he names them, are the seed from which our legends of merlings have grown, he argues, whilst their terrible fathers are the truth behind the Drowned God of the ironborn.
— The World of Ice and Fire, The Reach
We know the dragons are contrasted against the white walkers, but perhaps the merlings are too:
The big man looked out toward the terrace. “I knew it would rain,” he said in a gloomy tone. “My bones were aching last night. They always ache before it rains. The dragons won’t like this. Fire and water don’t mix, and that’s a fact.”
— A Dance With Dragons, The Dragontamer
Although no one can say for certain exactly what kind of creatures Euron (who, while not exactly THE NIGHT KING, is still very Night King coded) plans on summoning from the sea, but perhaps the merlings are part of his plan.
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bionicboxes · 19 days
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I was trying to redesign Lovebomb to be easier to draw but have come to the unfortunate yet inevitable conclusion that how over-designed he is is part of his charm to me.
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