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rapidreptile · 4 months
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early working version is out now :)
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replace your lethal company model with a funny hazmat dragon
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ruporas · 3 months
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vw sketches (id in alt)
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u3pxx · 3 months
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harriet is still the same height but instead she wears those disco platform shoes so she just towers over everything i think
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demigods-posts · 3 months
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something about percy actively neglecting his godly side until it comes to the people he cares about is changing my brain chemistry. because what do you mean he barely acknowledges the minotaur until it hurts his mother? what do you mean the first time percy uses his water powers is to save annabeth?
- draft #7, (x)
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dark-kanova · 7 months
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Vail - The Unsung Duke, Leader of a Knightly Legion and Guardian of the Resilient.
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jaggedcliffs · 2 years
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This is exactly 100% the very accurate dialogue the script-writers had in mind when they wrote this scene.
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Narration, as Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng come across Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen in the Unclean Realm in Episode 21: Just a normal encounter during the Sunshot Campaign...
Wei Wuxian, looking alarmed: oh no, my ex! who hates my new cultivation! who I also never began dating in the first place. can you break up with someone if you were never technically a couple?
Lan Xichen, looking at Lan Wangji with concern: I’m guessing you two are still on the outs...?
Lan Wangji, staring angrily ahead: No. There is nothing wrong. I am feeling nothing. This is my feeling nothing face.
Lan Xichen, now looking ahead with concern: ...alright, if you say so.
Jiang Cheng, looking at Wei Wuxian with concern: So, uh, you guys still going through a rough patch, huh?
Wei Wuxian, putting on a smile: Actually I am not bothered by this whatsoever. I am, in fact, very happy and normal and will say hello like a normal, untraumatized person whose crush isn’t rejecting him.
Narration, as the two parties come close and bow: *polite, normal bowing*
Wei Wuxian, looking at Lan Wangji: *YEARNS at Lan Zhan*
Lan Wangji, meeting Wei Wuxian’s eyes: *no yearning. no talking. still angry*
Wei Wuxian, looking to the side, somewhat hurt: oh. oh alright, cool cool cool 
Wei Wuxian, covering it up with a stiff smile as he nods at Lan Xichen: anyway, nice seeing ya Zewu-jun
Wei Wuxian, walking fast past Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji: completely unrelatedly, time to go.
Jiang Cheng, looking up after Wei Wuxian in alarm: Wait, what? Really?
Jiang Cheng, also walking fast past Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen: Shit, I’m out too, then
Lan Wangji, turning around to stare at an off-screen Wei Wuxian: *YEARNS where Wei Ying cannot see*
Lan Xichen, also turning around to stare at the off-screen Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng: Well...that sure was something.
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yasmeensh · 4 months
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Zelda 2 comic sneak peek
I took out my old full-length Zelda 2 comic draft and chose a segment to make a short comic out of. It's missing context from the whole grand narrative of the entire story, but I think it gets the point across.
There were a couple potentials, and I ended up choosing the scene where Link discovers that his blood is the key to awakening Ganon. It's the most well-known plot point of the game in the LOZ fandom in general, besides the Prince of Hyrule plot. Throughout the comic, Link gets attacked by various monsters during his quest. He thought Hyrule was incredibly dangerous for merchants and travelers, but found out that it was only him encountering monsters at a high rate, thus targeted (that is not discussed in this short comic). This disturbs him a lot. And this is the scene when he discovers why he's a target. It's more than the monsters seeking revenge.
At some point in the game, the player is made to travel towards south-western Hyrule and use the Hammer on dueling peaks to enter and get a magic potion. You specifically enter the peak that is originally Level 9 in Zelda 1. I found that to be very... interesting. And suspicious. Why did the developers think "Okay lets have Link go back to the traumatizing final boss place from the first game to retrieve an item :D" It's kinda epic honestly and it gave me the idea: For the full comic, I made it that Link follows rumors and travels down there in the hopes of finding the magic book containing the revive spell, which is game-changing for the rest of his journey. Being the adventurer that he is, Link takes the risk and goes there thinking the place is long-abandoned and that Ganon probably no longer exists. Except, that isn't the case. (Okay I must add, after the revelation, Link loses his adventurous spirit and gets very serious with his quest. No longer enjoys exploring, which is all this Link is about. He starts developing Big Fears. This eventually spawns Dark Link. I wish I could make the entire comic but I know I can't T-T I should probably finish up and polish the draft and post it online for whoever is interested in a deep dive, lore-intense Zelda 2 story reimagining.)
It's the first time I do a 10 page comic, so I'm going through a learning curve right now xD It's going to be experimental, but I hope you enjoy it still. Here are some WIP shots. Still a while before it's completed.
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rad-roche · 7 months
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heard rumblings of an oblivion remake. i'm not sure if that's actually substantiated, but if it is it'll be interesting to see what they do with it. part of oblivion's charm, i think, it just how busted and of its time it is. it's got that 360 near-launch look to it, that 7th gen bloomy, saturated haze, like somebody at bethesda is spit-polishing your camera in real time to keep your focus off the fact that the engine is spewing black smoke. the score is lush and soft and sweeping. oblivion has, for lack of a better term, a kind of mucilaginous quality to it, i think, but i assume part of that is the positive memories i ascribe to it through nostalgia. oblivion is bright, and dense, but there's enough in it for you to stick your hands in and gouge out something interesting yourself. if you make it cleaner, better, if you wipe the vaseline off the lens, i wonder what's left? i can't argue that they shouldn't improve things like stability, or the ai, or increase the amount of voice actors from 2 to 3, but i hope the likelihood of a quest npc saying ᶠᵃʳᵉʷᵉˡˡᵎ and then pinging straight through the wall, never to be seen again and ruining a quest you'll do 80 hours from now, is at least there. i'm looking forward to it, in any case
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woundgallery · 29 days
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Louise Bourgeois from Designing for the Free Fall by Christiane Meyer-Thoss
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anthonycrowley · 8 months
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i’m so sorry i know i’ve brought this up but crowley’s been established forever as like, he’s a demon but he’s not evil so what did he do to fall. he hung around the wrong people and asked too many questions. okay. understandable. we don’t know more than that but we can extrapolate. that’s fine. and then they show the questions. the questions that made him fall. question really. and the question was hi why are we making all of this for people only if we’re gonna kill them off in what is a blink of an eye to us. why can’t we at the very least give them the prettiest night sky possible. are you listening to me.
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verkomy · 8 months
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hobbits would love pierogi
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jarognieva · 1 year
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So during my 2137th playthrough I've been observing things through monocular and I realized text in some gravestones in Hemwick Charner Lane have actually meaning!
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For first sight it looks like just random keysmash but what else looks like a keysmash? Polish language!
I couldn't decipher whole text unfortunately. Parts with dots means that I can't see exactly what's there but I guessed by context.
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So:
??? SWOJEJ CHWAŁY - "of your glory" (genitive case) - swojej could mean my/your/his/her as well - it depends on context
...YWAJĄCEJ TU - it's half of the word, so maybe "[SPOCZ]YWAJĄCEJ" ("here lies")? It makes sense but the same word is below, lol
Ś.P. - R.I.P
[SPO]CZYWAJĄCEJ TU - "here lies" (gen. case)
[NAJ]ZACNIEJSZEJ ŻONY - "the most worthy/precious wife" (gen. case)
????? ŻYCIA - "of life" (gen. case)
??? 30 W??? - The only letter I can see here is "w", but I don't think it was supposed to be "30 years" or something (because in Polish it would be "30 LAT")
[ZM]ARŁEJ - "dead/deceased/late/passed away" (depends on context)
I don't think it has any lore meaning, because the same text is in most gravestones in Hemwick... But this is really interesting curio, considering Yharnam is in fact based on slavic cities (especially Prague).
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taffywabbit · 2 months
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i just woke up so i haven't actually watched the pokemon direct thingy yet, but i heard they mentioned they aren't pushing out another console release at all for 2024 and if that's true then frankly THAT news is way more hype than any actual game announcement could ever be. go girl let us wait!! this is genuinely what i've been begging for for years now
like, oh a new Legends game? that's neat i guess. oh wait it's being given literally ANY time to cook and they aren't crunching Game Freak to hell and back in order to pump out a bunch of half-baked annual releases for the first time in ages?? NOW we're fuckin talking. LOVE to see the torturous cycle broken
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ingravinoveritas · 3 months
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David polishing chrome bronze in a new BAFTA promo video.
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crstn-art · 3 months
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made anotherrrrr comic . smiles. no lore no themes. just pariging happenings and fluff
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tj-dragonblade · 7 days
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Pleasure Little Treasure sounds like something I might be interested in 👀
Mmyes, possibly you might recall this one from almost a year ago on the server, the panties-and-piercings-and-jewelry pwp. I've settled on Pleasure Little Treasure as the title, after a Depeche Mode song, and I'm debating (or, Call Me a Pirate the Way I'm Plundering That Booty) as a parenthetical add-on. It fits, but it also implies more comedy than this entails. It's just 100% unfiltered staight-up smut. It's been back-burnered forever but blowing the dust off for this ask has been very productive; here's the freshly-drafted opening:
"Dream! Hello—oh. Oh, sweet christ I. Oh. Hi—" Hob is sat at his kitchen table and extremely grateful for it, because the combination of misfiring synapses and blood rushing south has his knees giving out as he tries to rise. He falls back to his seat, staring. "Hello, Hob." Dream sways closer on designer heels, wearing so much and yet so little, and Hob feels a bit light-headed taking it all in. The tiara is good, a good place to start. It's silver and intricate and delicate, like sparkling lace in the untamed wilds of his hair, rubies and black diamonds encrusting its swooping filigree whorls. His ears are decked in matching studs and little black metal loops scattered along the outer edge, teardrop rubies dangling from silver-set black pearls adorning either lobe. He's got makeup on, smoky silvery-black eyeshadow, black liner, black lipstick; he's fucking gorgeous, and he knows it, but that's just the beginning. His arms are sleeved from bicep to wrist in black lace that keeps going across the backs of his hands to hook over his middle fingers. There are rings on some of his fingers as well, tasteful silver-wrought and burnished black things with rubies set in low profile; his nails are slightly longer than usual, perfectly shaped and polished a glossy glittery black. Four or five necklaces of varying length hang over his chest—a string of black pearls, bright and dark silver chains with rubies and black diamonds scattered along their length, a black lace-and-velvet choker above them all with a sizeable teardrop ruby dangling from it to nestle in the hollow of his throat. His nipples are pierced.
His navel is, too; Hob can't see all the details quite yet but there are teardrop rubies at all three points, and he can't wait to get a closer look. Dream turns, smiling over his shoulder, giving Hob a view of his pale naked back and inevitably drawing Hob's attention to his arse. It's wrapped in black lace cheeky panties, the lower curves left beautifully, teasingly exposed, the shape perfectly enhanced by the height of his heels. He completes the turn with a switch of his hips that accentuates the bulge of his cock beneath the lace, sashays closer; Hob takes in the long lines of his legs in their jewel-and-lace-topped sheer silk stockings (black, of course), the elegant glossy black heels with the red soles and zippers down the back—he's no fashionista, can't remember designer names for anything but he's seen enough to know these are high-end haute couture, and he honestly expects nothing less from Dream. The whole ensemble is a feast for the eyes, and his mouth is watering as Dream straddles his lap and settles himself comfortably, arms draped over Hob's shoulders. Hob is struggling for words, honestly. "Hi," he manages, repeating himself. "What's this, then?"
Here are Dream's shoes, for the record, except his are shiny patent leather glossy:
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And if you've made it through all that detailed description? You deserve a bit of the actual smut too, also freshly drafted. (Did I mention I've been productive on this?) Please imagine: Hob is sitting in a chair like this one and Dream's kneeling on the armrests so he's splayed open over Hob's lap:
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"Hob—Hob—!" He is sobbing the name, trembling above Hob, shaking with need; Hob kisses the drool from his slack and quivering ebony lip, fingers his prostate at the same lovingly measured pace he's used for the past thirty minutes. "Shh, dove, I've got you. I've got you. Just let yourself feel—" he presses expertly, rubs a slow firm circle and Dream chokes out a gasping cry, more pre-come dripping slowly from around the piercing, through the lace of his panties "—and I promise, I'll get you there." He's so beautiful, like this, coming apart on Hob's fingers, trusting Hob with his pleasure, allowing Hob this time-honored vulnerability and Hob loves him, fiercely. He drags his lips up the line of Dream's throat past the velvet choker, guides Dream's head until he can claim the wet black-and-pink of his mouth, plunder it ardently with his tongue while steadying the play of his fingertips against Dream's prostate. He draws it out another five minutes, utterly enthralled and helplessly addicted to having Dream quaking on the edge above him like this. It is heady and intoxicating; he twists his fingers just so, a sweet caress, and shivers at the sound Dream makes. "Hob—please—" His narrow chest is heaving under the glittering strings of jewels that adorn him; his eyes are wet with the intensity of his pleasure, makeup smudging at their corners. His fingers with their glossy black nails clench and unclench in the shoulders of Hob's shirt and his ebony mouth trembles as he tries to speak. "Please—I cannot—this body, you drive me to madness—Hob, please—!" And Hob. He loves this, yes, but he will not push it to the point of cruelty and so finally, finally, he drives his fingers harder against that beautiful spot within his beautiful Dream, moves them faster; he watches, mesmerized, as Dream is swept into the swiftly-rising tide of orgasm. Dream warbles a keening moan as it begins to overtake him, his lace-clad arms braced stiff on Hob's shoulders, hips squirming low in the space above Hob's lap, greedy for the deep press of Hob's fingers. He's panting breathless sobs with each quickening stroke, bearing down on Hob's hand, trembling all over; Hob reaches up, tugs gently at the teardrop ruby dangling prettily from one stiff rosy nipple, and that's it.
(You can find a few little bits more to this in the wip tag if interested)
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