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SECRET SANTA FOR @fallingappleshurt

#reblog #YOOOOO LOOKS GREAT!!!!! #the colors the lighting <333 #wax this is beautiful :))

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I’ve been a lot more focused on embroidery this year, but here’s a brief summary of art from this year!  I started doing digital art this year, and experimented with a lot of different styles I enjoy :) Thanks for supporting the art I make- it means a lot. 

#reblog #YESS wonderful!! #these are all gorgeous :)

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Starchaser

I had a really really good learning experience with this piece! Here‘s the progress of it if you‘re interested. Highly recommend istebrak on yt. Her videos has helped me with this immensely!

Aaand it‘s a redraw of this painting i did for @tea-with-veth ! check her out as well, she’s a great writer and artist :)

#reblog #mcyt #GORGEOUS GORGEOUS GORGEOUS

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Let me tell you about one of my high school friends’ old Dungeons and Dragons PCs.

Olaf Olafson was your pretty straightforward Northman Barbarian type. Huge, strong, pale, red-haired and with a tremendous beard. What made Olaf special was the little things.

Despite living in a world with clerical magic, demons, and other powerful alignment-based Outsiders, Olaf was an atheist. This was because his people believed the last world had already ended and the gods went with it (basically post-Ragnarok). All that was left were ‘spirits’. Powerful spirits. Who could grant deific magic. But they weren’t gods, and you didn’t have to worship them- in fact you shouldn’t, because it would just inflate their already swollen egos.

Despite being an enormous, frightening, powerful man with dubious hygeine and a propensity for going literally berserk in combat, Olaf was a gentle fellow in towns and villages, had a deep fondness for small fluffy animals and children, and was a generous tipper.

Olaf liked to drink. Not mead, but wine. He liked to sip it. It made him feel ‘civilized’. He never drank it quickly enough to get drunk. His meals almost invariably consisted of “Wine. Meat. Cheese.” Which was what he would order in literally every tavern. They’d ask him to clarify, what sort of wine? What sort of meat? What sort of- Olaf would raise a hand and repeat, slowly, as if to a fool: “Wine. Meat. Cheese.” 

Olaf spoke broken common, more or less Hulk-speak, referred to himself in the third person almost exclusively, all that fun stuff. Then we had a story arc where I sent them up to Olaf’s homeland, where everyone spoke ‘Northman’ or whatever the hell I called it. While up there, he was incredibly fluent. Even poetic. “My brothers! I have returned from the decadent lands of the south, bearing riches and glory, and tales of great deeds!” The other players caught on and talked like a pack of movie Frankensteins, barely able to communicate in the foreign tongue.

For a long time, Olaf was the most financially stable member of the party. Because he bought a tavern in their home-base-town, hired the senior barmaid/waitress lady to be the manager, and funneled the profits back into the business. He kept his adventuring money and his tavern money separate, except when he would sometimes spend adventuring money to expand the tavern. 

 There’s not a lot to do in 3rd edition with skill ranks when you’re a barbarian, so eventually Olaf sank a point into Healing on a lark. A few sessions later, they captured an important enemy NPC, but he’d lost an arm in the fighting and was about to die. Their cleric had been captured and their NPC paladin wasn’t around, either. There was no magical healing available, and no one else had any ranks in healing. The dude was about to die, and take with him the knowledge of where their friends had been taken. Olaf- with a  single rank in Healing I remind you -offered to save his life in exchange for the location, and the guy agreed. Olaf then stuck a sword in the fire, said “Olaf see this once,” and cauterized the wound.

It worked, of course. I didn’t even make him roll. I was too busy trying not to piss myself laughing. “Olaf see this once.” Jesus Christ.

#reblog #OLAF SEE THIS ONCE #IM CRYING #THIS IS BEAUTIFUL

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#reblog #stop thats so cute

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Technoblade in da field with Crowza

[inspired by rambling with my dear friend @tea-with-veth, who supports my endeavors to make 10 billion new AUs while neglecting the one fic of mine that she adores above all else (also psst go follow her shes cool)]

Tag as ship and I’ll fucking bite you, fuck off

#reblog #mcyt #YESSSSSSSS ITS HERE #living the sweet cottagecore farmer and bird bro lifestyle <333 #i am so inactive i doubt anyone will see this but if they do then GO READ THIS its so wonderful the vibes are so lovely #like the season of late spring but with the warmth etcetc of early autumn #^^ n also go give tea and comfy a follow bc theyre amazing folks and make great content!!

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first chapter of my comic-fic collab with @tea-with-veth!! She’s a phenomenal writer, that has inspired my work in the past and I’m super grateful for the opportunity to collab with her.

Her fic „home in this place“ accompanies these pages. Better check it out to understand the second chapter of the comic better, which will be posted soon :)

For now, enjoy 💚

#reblog #mcyt #I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS #your designs are top tier oh my gosh #and i love all the texture!!!!!!! its so simple but so intricate #gorgeous :))

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Here are some things about the end of the world: It’s amazing how much normal life you can fit into it. How many silly jokes and dumb mistakes and strange half-baked cults can happen while it’s crashing down around you. You can spend an hour watching the moon grow closer and think it’s beautiful and this is the end of it and mean both things. Even as the earth tears itself up, there are more things to build, and more moments to cradle in your hand. 

Here are some things about creating: It never ends. There is always one more detail to add. One more thing you wish you could have done. You go around and add those candles, fix that block that’s been bothering you. You take a step back to see what you’ve made and you can’t say it is finished, because it never will be. But you say it is good and you mean that wholeheartedly. 

Here are some things about goodbyes: They’re not so bad. You look around at the world you’ve made and the things you’ve poured yourself into. They are pieces of you, pinned to a map. They are your friends in stone and clay and mountain. And it’s so bitter to leave, but so sweet to see, and it feels like something sad and kind. There is love, here, in this world, and that’s why it hurts to leave it. Better, you think, to leave what you love than to never have loved it. You have played the game well. 

Here are some things about the Void: It loves you. It has loved you since you opened up the crust of the earth and invited it to be a centerpiece in your home. It’s taken you back into the embrace of stars more times than you can count. It has consumed you and returned you again and again and now it cradles you. 

Void should mean emptiness, but this is anything but empty. After all, you are here, and you are not alone. Here lies the heart of the universe, the place between worlds, and it promises that you are love and you are held, and then there is another world waiting for you.   

Here are some things about waiting: It’s better with friends. Waiting is hard alone, but easy with a hand to hold, and you have so many hands here willing to hold you. 

And here is a thing about home: you are taking it with you. And here is a thing about home: you are leaving it behind. You can do both. The universe is built on paradox, and you are not separate from the universe. 

You close your eyes and you know when you open them, there will be a blue sky, and a new adventure, and another game. 

Wake up. 

#reblog #mcyt #TEA!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL OH MY GOSH #just the language u use is so lovely and elegant and bittersweet #and incorporating the end poem yesss #the concept of the void is so fascinating i love what youve done with it here <33

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I do genuinely believe that the Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild (and arguably the Zelda franchise as a whole, though i myself have played literally none of these games) is closer to fitting the description of ‘Tolkien-esque Fantasy’ than most other movies/shows/games/books etc that claim that label

Like, compare this post by tumblr user wufflesvetinari, which makes an important point about Tolkien’s worldbuilding, and also lives in my head rent free:

and then these quotes from Jacob Geller’s “Every Zelda is the Darkest Zelda”

and his conclusions about the messages in Zelda games are thematically very similar to the through-lines about friendship and love in LOTR, and what a lot of authors miss about what makes a fantasy story personal and memorable:

“A world without joy and humor isn’t a compelling world to fight for” is exactly why there are so many pieces of fantasy media out there that just feel like carbon copies of each other (i’ve seen many posts that explain this better than I can though I can’t find any specific ones at the moment, just know that I didn’t invent this thesis). You’ve got the cool swords, you’ve got the wizards and the spells and the battles, but first and foremost you need the LOVE.

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they’ve been working on a fucking prank on me since april i’m so goddamn indignant

#reblog #STOP THATS AMAZING #GENIUS WHAT HTEHECK #THATS SO FUNNY

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Beautiful Art!!!

I commissioned an art peice from @nkhaotic​ a few months ago and completely forgot to post it!!

It took me a long time to decide what to ask for, but because I had art of Ranboo and Tommy, I decided to get art of Tubbo!!

And here it is!!!

This turned out absolutely beautiful and includes a lot of really important details about wyrtt!Tubbo!! Including his cochlear implant, which can be seen on his right ear, his sunflower disability pin, and his key necklace!!

I am totally in love with how this turnedo out!!!

#reblog #mcyt #wyrtt #YESSS amazing!!!!!! #nk is so powerful this is beautiful

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I’m really into internet discourse but only pointless and stupid internet discourse like how many holes there are in a straw (it’s 2)

#reblog #JGKSHLFJHDK

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first peice of writing!

I have just posted the first peice of writing for the au!!

It’s a oneshot that is tommyinnit centric and talks about when he first started skating and his life before meeting everyone else!

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Summary:

Tommy can’t remember details about his childhood, but he can remember every negative comment that was said to him.

He hates that he can remember it, but he can.

Because people are not the kindest when you’re fourteen and capable and in front of the cameras.

His last memory of skating is from a few months before he turned fourteen.

And while Tommy doesn’t remember a lot of his childhood, he’s making new memories with Phil and Techno and Wilbur and his new best friend Tubbo, and he’s going to be okay.

Because Tommy smiles easier now.

He grins and laughs and lets himself live in the moment and he’s genuinely happy.

Now, finally, Tommy is happy.

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The oneshot can be found here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41097918

#reblog #mcyt #wyrtt #YESSSS FIRST ONESHOT IS OUT!!!! #i had a blast editing this!!!!! roo did a great job and its a joy to read :DD #id definitely recommend checking it out!!!

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#reblog #me too me too

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Y’know what? Fuck you. *Plays an acoustic guitar version of your leitmotif to show you still have tenderness and care in your heart, and compassion for others*

#reblog #iconic #love this

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#reblog #THATS SO SWEET OMG

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when i was 12 i babysat this girl for a few years and she would come to me and show me her art, drag me by my wrists and point at the pieces she’d made during the week. and she’d be like “do the voice” and i’d put on a sports-announcer olympics-style voice and be like “such form! this level of coloring! why i haven’t seen such perfection in crayola in a long time. and what is this? why jeff, now this is a true risk… it seems she’s made … a monochrome pink canvas…. i haven’t seen this attempted since winter 1932… and i gotta say, jeff, it’s absolutely splendid”  and she’d fall back giggling. at the end of every night she’d check with me: “did you really like it?” and i’d say yes and talk about something i noticed and tucked her in.

she was just accepted into 3 major art schools. she wrote me a letter. inside was a picture from when she was younger. monochrome pink. 

“thank you,” it said, “to somebody who saw the best in me.”

#reblog #awwwww <3