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OC Evolution tag: 2024 <- 2018
choose an oc and show the progress of the earliest to latest version of them
tagged by @elderwisp! it took me hours to find the oldest trays i could of theirs but uh... yeah. everyone else i've seen do this had such nice sims in the past but i think my old sims have to be some kind of sin against god.
i’ll tag @stinkrascal, @wldestluv-rs, @spurgees, @veone, and @warmsol <3
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voidmoth-slut · 7 months
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reblogging so many cowpokeprose/maybecowboycore posts because, while searching for an old post of theirs (honey you're golden), i found out they'd changed handles and then deleted maybe a year or so ago. still haven't found the one i want to find, but i'm reblogging and screenshotting a lot of the ones i find along the way so i've at least got them stored. i don't know the motivation behind the deletion, so i don't know if my efforts are wanted, but i do know something that mattered a lot to me is a form of lost media now.
if you find this searching for something by them:
- check @cassandralexxx 's maybecowboycore / cowpokeprose tags. they have more than i'm reblogging, but i have it under the same tags too.
will come back to this post if i find more
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Under pressure and request from both Osiris and Shin Malphur, Drifter seeks out the Young Wolf early in their exile. He's not sure he'd say it went well, but it certainly could've gone much, much worse. And hey; Shin was right, new friends are new friends. Alternatively: Two rogue Guardians play horse plinko with each other before agreeing to an exchange of favors.
I finally did it- A Questionably Fortunate Encounter's rewrite. I have no idea how I got the motivation to finish this, it wasn't even half done when I picked it back up, but here it is in time for TFE's (concept's) 2nd birthday! I am significantly happier with this than the original, you have no idea. It wasn't even a thousand words and now it's like 20 words from being 2k, and overall? Everything just has more character + an extra page of interaction and the end note being from Ghost instead of Drifter. and being accurate to more story details! I kept a lot of the parts i thought were funny tho, if moved them around-
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The Sundial. A ballsy idea from a mad warlock.
Knocking a few times on the side, he can’t help the chills down his spine at the whispers ringing in his ears.  “If you short-circuit the universe, you’re on your own.” He snips, his already uneasy grin wavering.
“If I make a mistake here, you might cease to exist,” the old Warlock says simply, though there’s a questioning edge to it.
Drifter only shrugs. “Maybe that wouldn’t be so bad.”
Osiris squints at him as Drifter moves around the machine, checking the stability. “We haven’t talked about payment.” 
Drifter’s grin smooths out some, sly now. “If you live through this little experiment, you can be sure I’ll be back to collect.”
A simple ‘hm’ is the only response he gets for a few seconds, before Osiris starts again.
“There’s a Guardian you should meet.”
“Yeah, yeah, so I’ve heard. Some bigshot—Can’t wait.”
"Drifter."
The Warlock and that old Hunter had their points—The Young Wolf needed people on their side, and it's not like Drifter couldn't use the opportunity. He figured, if worst comes to worst, just say Osiris sent him. It seemed the best bet; he heard the two of them had been on good terms, and Osiris wouldn’t have sent him without reason.
This was, regardless, a horrible idea.
Which was very quickly weighing him down as he waited just inside their most recent hideout; a willing, sitting duck in the path of a hellhound. Then again, Shin would be waiting for him, just the same, to see if he really went through with it. A rock and a hard place, if both were unmovable walls.
Eventually, the Kingbreaker did show up—and they looked pissed—but they didn't seem to quite notice him, yet. 
Their Ghost, on the other hand, had stopped at the door, and was switching between glaring at him, and watching its Guardian. It was a bare hope, but he almost prayed for the Little Light to let the Guardian notice him by themself—for what good it would do.
Drifter had to admit, though, they looked like Hell—In both the shit way and the eternal punishment way—And he'd quite like to keep them from being his punishment, thanks.
They were never in the same place for long, constantly tapping their fingers or wringing their hands. He'd almost call it a nervous habit; if the jerky, almost corpse-twitching movements didn't make him feel like they'd pounce on him at any given moment. It gave the distinct impression of a Taken, a fact he took no comfort in. He had told Shin they would be unpredictable, but recordings didn’t capture just how much.
The Guardian’s posture was rather slumped, in spite of their twitchiness, but he was rather certain he was a pinch taller than them; though it could be their hunch. That dead-eyed and bone-deep tiredness that seeped off of them… The Guardian stumbled whenever they walked, off-balance. Injured, maybe.
They looked as unstable on their feet as he imagined they were mentally.
He rapped his fingers on the tabletop he was leaning against, a slight knot in his stomach building on the question of ‘How to get their attention without getting pinned as a threat?’
Questionably fortunate enough, and probably should’ve been expected; the tapping made them pause, and he'd almost compare the frozen movement to their namesake freezing to listen. They nearly looked like they'd been caught doing something they shouldn't be, or as if a sudden red dot (or dozen) had appeared on their chest. 
The Young Wolf then snapped to look at him, eyes narrowed and hand beginning to raise to their sword. Their Ghost noticed, and took it as a sign to speak up; "What do you think you’re doing here? Who are you?" For being the Ghost of an exile, its voice was strikingly uptight. Drifter had expected an edge to the voice, but not for it to be pedant.
"Mind your business, Ghost," he drawled. Their head jolted up a fraction. "Just want a talk with your Guardian, is all-"
Their Ghost flicked back a bit, only to be replaced by its Guardian stepping up close to him. Well… he got their attention, at least.
His gut twisted in knots as the seconds passed like that—far, far too close for comfort. "How about we just… back up for a moment, yeah? Think this all through?" Like he hadn’t. He should have told that Warlock and Shin to shove their requests back down their throats.
The Guardian tilted their head, the action more unnerving than anything else, reminding Drifter of a certain other Hunter, and he was unsure if it was an acknowledgement or a threat. They refused to look anywhere but his eyes, and he swore they leaned a bit closer.
He raises his hands to push them back a bit, but thinks better of touching them. He opts to just slide back a bit, instead– except they match his step. He does not take another one. That definitely wasn't good.
"I'll ask again: Who are you?" The Ghost hovers over its Guardian’s shoulder as they tilt their head to allow it to take the center of Drifter’s vision. Their dynamic is clear, but he tries to focus on them.
"Your old man Osiris didn't mention me?” Drifter tries to say, “I’m hurt–”
"You will be hurt–" the Ghost starts, just as the Guardian grips his collar. There’s a moment the Drifter is almost certain they were going to slam him into the wall.
"Alright, alright—” he tries to interrupt, “Just back up.”
It takes them a moment, and a couple glances between him and the Ghost, but they do back up, if not letting go of his collar. He tries to quietly let out the breath he’d been holding, nerves a bit strung. Their emotions are as on-a-dime as he thought. Damn this plan. The Ghost eyes him expectantly.
"You can call me Drifter; I run a little… operation outta the Tower." Their face somehow pulls even further in a grimace. “Now, I know how that sounds, but I’m not working with the Vanguard—Trust. Wouldn’t be here if I was: Heard about your… dislike of ‘em.”
He gives them a grin when they don’t make another move, though not optimistic. Watching every little change in their expression doesn’t give him much hope, either, given the hard line in their brow now. 
"That old Phoenix of yours pointed me your way, and I figured we both could make use of the others'... skills. I've got the connections, and you've guts enough to attack your own–”
The Drifter hardly has time to blink before his back is against the wall again, this time with a knife to his throat, sharp eyes glaring down at him—So it's like that. Osiris might've downplayed the sore spot; Drifter can’t even get away with a tease. He’s good at pushing buttons, but their reservations broke immediately.
He counts by the seconds as the Young Wolf silently dares him to say it again. 
While he decidedly opts not to and tries to think of a way to de-escalate his mistake, he has… an inane thought: They’re taller than him… Not by too much, but the thought gives him an idea potentially worse than even the meeting itself was; something mischievous glinting in his eye and, as an added bonus, giving the Guardian pause.
"...Kinky." Feeling their hold loosen somewhat and seeing their brow twitch, Drifter pushes the joke with a sly grin and a cant to the side. “I didn’t realize you swung like that, Killer…”
Drifter’s eyes flick towards the Ghost at the undoubtably horrified, near-static chiming it makes as it rapidly recoils. “Are you… trying to flirt your way out of this–”
The Guardian’s expression seems of someone entirely bewildered by a puzzle in front of them. As they loosened their hold in what he could only assume was disbelief, Drifter had to stop himself from laughing—in relief, at the absurdity, or at their reaction.
“Nahh… Just seizing an opportunity, you’d understand,” he says, as nonchalantly as he can manage. There’s a moment of silence, the Guardian and their Ghost both searching his face, and it's everything he can do not to break—Either into a sweat or into a fit of laughter.
"...what the hell is wrong with you?" is the only response he got from the Ghost, the top fold of its shell covering half its eye. Drifter can only assume it's meant to be a mimicry of a dead-stare.
"Many things!” He gives a toothy grin that splits his face as he chuckles, “Next question."
The Ghost makes a show of rolling its eye, while the Guardian still looks like their mind has shattered, eyes seeming to search the wall through him for answers. The Ghost seems to take notice of its Guardian’s… inoperable state, and pipes up again, terse, “So what do you want?”
He’s really going to have to cut a deal with the Ghost, instead, isn’t he? As Drifter slowly tugs the Guardian’s hand from his collar—which they thankfully do not resist—he gives the Ghost the greasiest side-eye he can manage. “Well, as I was saying before your Guardian interrupted me,” it mimics narrowing its eye as he speaks. “I hear you two need friends, and, well, I’m always looking for more of those.”
“Just get to the point,” the Ghost pushes, tone flat. The Guardian seems to only vaguely be paying attention.
“Them and I could both use the support, so I suggest an… exchange.”
“An exchange? What is that– You mean, glimmer?” The Ghost interrupts itself with flicking its shell around itself and letting out a short chirr. “Information? We have nothing you’d want in that.”
“Nah, I don’t want any of that. If anything, I’m offering—You two just gotta do some favors for me in return. How’s that sound?” At the mention of favors, the Guardian refocuses; eyes widening some before narrowing and scanning him in search of some catch. “Just a job or two; you scratch my back, I scratch yours, yeah? Nothing you wouldn’t already do, of course.”
At the skeptical, almost blank looks from both of them, Drifter’s grin tightens some. “Favor for favor make sense to you?” He’s tempted to ask if they’ve got cotton in their ears. The pair take a long glance at each other, and he can only see the slight twitching in both’s expressions. 
“...And how do we know we can trust you?” Finally comes an answer, again from the Ghost, but one that’s more assuring than it probably should be.
“Your old man asked me here, didn’t I say? I wouldn't risk this without a good word.” That, or without Shin over his shoulder. He turns his eye back to its Guardian and offers them a hand, “So, whaddya say? Give it a shot, hotshot?”
The Ghost trills in some semblance of worry as the Guardian cautiously eyes him and his hand, body canted away from him, before hesitantly taking his hand. Their hold is slight and feels like they would rather writhe away from him, but they hold just long enough to shake his hand.
“Heyy, don’t be like that, now. Friends take care of friends, yeah? Trust.” The Guardian grimaces at his words. Maybe that odd adage of insects had a bit more truth to it than he realized. 
They’re more scared of you than you are of them?
Hours later, the Drifter far gone, and his Guardian was still kind of distracted. Honestly, Ghost would be lying if he said he wasn’t mind-broke by that as well. Who, in any sane state of mind, would do any of that? Sneak into an ill exile’s hideout, startle and piss them off, and then try to make a deal? 
And why did it… actually work?
Ghost must be losing it.
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tsubasaclones · 3 months
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now HERES a girlie i havent drawn in forever
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sprinedankle · 3 months
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guys i think im going to buy my first vinyl record and its going to be the boygenius ep and I DON'T HAVE A RECORD PLAYER!! BUT I DONT CARE!! actually my mom's partner has one so im going to steal it from him
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cawziiku · 4 months
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I'm not gonna be responding to these anymore, I don't want to have to think about this rn, but I'm keeping the posts up
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syb-la-tortue · 1 year
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if you see this, you might be a little lost
hello, Syb here, haven’t logged into this account in years, but I’ve noticed this account still get new followers regularly? somehow? how did you even find this place?? XD
my active account on tumblr is SybLaTortue, and yes, it is sadly permanently flagged and I can’t get my cute turtle icon over there and the blog is unsearchable and I have to censor the sexy stuff and it sucks, but I’m not gonna move blog and start posting here unless SybLaTortue gets truly deleted
so like sure, in case of disaster you might find me here, but if you wanna see my art and send me asks on tumblr, SybLaTortue (without the dashes!) is where you’ll find that!
I am also on twitter, where art is posted without censoring (when I post a cropped art on tumblr I’ll always put a link to the twitter mirror) and patreon if you want to support me and see some art months before I post it on here~
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the-valiant-valkyrie · 5 months
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In a formless dance of insanity, the very notion of the unknown obscured reality...
(Hubryus, Sower of Insanity, is just one of many of the Old Ones in the world of Worship. Check it out here on Steam if you wanna (ooouuuh you wanna look at it so baaad ouuuu))
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madigoround · 11 months
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Does everyone remember how I’ve mentioned that this blog is only accessible through the mobile app that it has me signed in on because I no longer have access to my old email and do not remember my old password and after many many attempts to contact @staff regarding being given the ability to change the email so I can log in if I need to rather than just hope the app keeps me logged in I have still not received any response. That being said for the last few years I just figured I would make another blog with my correct email when I am inevitably not able to access this blog anymore which is why my likes and following list is public so that if I had to make another blog I could still see those to reference but I’ve been thinking about it the last few months and I’m worried how many of my friends I would lose because I would be on another blog and even if I sent them a message maybe they wouldn’t see it or think it was legit or something? Also then it’s kind of begging people to follow you if you slide in their DM’s like hey we actually know each other and we’re friends I’m just on a different blog! So I was thinking maybe I should make another blog with my current email address that I won’t lose access to and then just list it in the bio and pinned post on this blog? So that my friends (you!) could stay with me if I lost access to this, what do you think?
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ghoul-haunted · 3 days
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the problem with being an artist online is that people will sometimes start to treat you like you're a thing to demand content from instead of a person, which is the main reason I don't want to have a 'personal identity' on an art blog, like I'm so disinterested in letting people feel too comfy about being even ruder than they are in my inbox on my history blog. I also singled out my history blog here, but I also keep getting anons demanding more musketeers are and it's pissing me off. you are not exempt from the I Dont Take Requests statement in my pinned. either give me a book about french architecture and room interiors from the relevant century or begone
thankfully. that is a very small drop of water in a very large ocean. like, if it was exceedingly annoying, I would not be rewatching the show. the agrippa/octavian people were so fucking rude that they're banned from my blog unless it's as a thank you piece for someone
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aromacaque · 11 days
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conflating having shelter with having a job is really ableist!!! think about people with disabilities next time you post xoxo
i made that post in a spur-of-the-moment bout of frustration over the fact that i'm disabled and, with the CURRENT SYSTEMS IN PLACE, i may never be able to be completely independent from my parents because even a 30 hour work week (absolutely not enough to afford a place to live even though it is technically considered full time) is incredibly exhausting for me and, unfortunately, i am not deemed "disabled enough" to get disability benefits!!! xoxo
literally put in the notes, first reply, that i think having a place to live is a human right and should be given to people regardless of employment status. however, a change of benefits being offered to part time, or idk maybe housing prices going down, is more likely than universal housing being passed
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sage-lavender · 14 days
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INTERVIEW WITH DMITRY, THE AUTHOR OF GLADIATOR CHRONICLES ⚔
(I saw a few posts asking where Gendal and Darea are, so here's an interview about the finale. @theroyalbeaumont @justanotherrcblog @sazanes - I'm sorry for being extremely late 😂)
ORIGINAL SOURCE: honey_star_kr on Telegram
DATE PUBLISHED: 31st December, 2023
NOTE: The text of the interview is a transcript of an audio message from Dmitry, for the convenience of those who cannot listen to the original. We highly recommend listening to the audio to get complete answers to your questions.
[If you have Telegram and want to listen to Dmitry's audio message, just click on the original source. Enjoy 😉]
(1) How did the fates of Darea and our cat turn out? Why, if we didn’t save the cat, will Caesar keep him?
Dmitry: Darea, if everything is fine, in any case, she gives the world a chance, she looks for a new meaning. It is possible to reunite with her brother years later. The cat and the heroes will either travel or rule (depending on the route). It seems to me that the cat and Caesar are a wonderful pair. The cat will become a support for Caesar. The cat will long remember his grudge against Rix, who did not save him.
(2) What happened to the parents? Why did they stay alive and couldn't be saved?
Dmitry: The parents were like a filter/shield to absorb the force, they couldn't survive after all this. It seems to me that they could stay alive for so long only because they understood somewhere inside themselves that one day a brother and sister would be able to come, kick the Pontiff’s ass and make this world a little better. This hope nourished them, and let this hope nourish you.
(3) It became clear from the story that Labelle is a genetic experiment in the form of an ideal person containing all the best genes of the rulers. For what purpose was Cassius hiding him on Blore? Was he a match for the clerics, since he could feel and was truly alive, and that was why Cassius took him for himself? Or is Labelle still Cassius’ own son, who was simply "mixed" with the emperor's genes in the womb? But again, for what purposes? Who, after all, was Labelle’s mother? 
Dmitry: Labelle was created together with Caesar, but Caesar was born first, and it was considered successful; Labelle was not wanted to reproduce – but Cassius, Mark, Agnes and Auster Senior stole it and implemented it.
(4) It was said in the story that war broke out in the Empire exactly twenty-two years ago, which is Labelle's age at the beginning of the story. Is this war and the birth of Labelle somehow connected?
Dmitry: Yes, they are connected, but not directly. Labelle's birth did not trigger the start of this war.
(5) What influences Labelle's character? There are two options there: will Labelle continue his father’s work or not?
Dmitry: Labelle, if you are on his route, still becomes the emperor, you can only predict what his further actions will be: whether he will become a schemer or will be more straightforward, honest, open - a ruler, not a politician.
(6) If not on his route, will Labelle write books?   
Dmitry: Yes, that is unequivocal. One day he will take and write maybe a chronicle, maybe a work of fiction and call it in two simple words, "Gladiator Chronicles".
(7) I would like to know the lore of the hermits. How did this idea come about? Could you tell us more about this, how these choices affect the story?
Dmitry: I wanted to create a new opportunity for the player - this is creating / prescribing the lore the way the player would like it to be. Because he's a newcomer to this world, and not to impose any rules on him, I gave him the opportunity to write the rules himself. But it attracted some problems that I will take into account in the future.
(8) During what period exactly does the conversation between Caesar and Rix take place?
Dmitry: The scene with Caesar takes place after the victory of Rix and Darea, but before the final scene in the palace.
(9) Tell us in more detail about the language and religion of the GC universe.
Dmitry: It was a common language, the natives of the old earth. But still, it was different on every land, planet, and changed over time, but there is a base. As for religion in GC: there is no god as such or polytheism.
(10) The main character and the favorites have a fairly large wardrobe - it's hard not to notice. Who came up with the images for them: you or the artists?
Dmitry: I provided the artists with references, images of MC and favorites, the artists provided a ready-made version, but they could also add something at their discretion. Nikita (technical designer) also helped with the selection of references.
(11) Is there a favorite who you consider the most canonical and beloved?
Dmitry: It's hard to answer, because you love everyone, you know their pain.... But Augusta stood out the most.
(12) What were the difficulties in writing the finale?
Dmitry: The main difficulty was timing, I had to write a lot in the last chapter in the same time frame as usual.
(13) Which favorite was difficult for you in terms of opening and developing the route?
Dmitry: Tori. It would have been easier if she had fallen in love with someone else during the separation, then there would have been more drama.
(14) Do you think you've developed Rix to the fullest or do you think there's more that could have been said about him?
Dmitry: Within the framework of the circumstances that were shown in the novel, I revealed Rix as closely as possible.
(15) Is it hard for you to part with your first novel? Which character will you miss the most and which one the least?
Dmitry: It was very difficult to understand that I would not return to the novel, to writing the text. I will miss the atmosphere that the main character and the favorites created with their relationships. I love everyone, I treat everyone with the same warmth and cordiality.
(16) Do you think there is an alien race in the GC universe?
Dmitry: Perhaps there is, just somewhere very, very far away.
(17) Who is your favorite writer?
Dmitry: I will not name my favorite, there are many names, but I will say this: it is impossible to find a better writer than life.
(18) If you wrote a story with a girl in the lead role, what would her character be like?
Dmitry: Firstly, you will see, and secondly, I want her to be different from the character of Rix.
(19) You have a very pleasant style, have you had any writing experience or is this your debut?
Dmitry: Thank you. I would say this is a debut.
(20) If Gladiator Chronicles were a theatrical production, which character would you like to play?
[REQUIRED! Listen to (Dmitry's) voice for the role 👇]
Dmitry: Good evening. My name is Cassius Flavius, but you’ve probably already heard about me. [Translation may be inaccurate.]
(21) If you decide to write a book, who will be the love interest and what path will the main character take?
Dmitry: If I decide to write a book, it will definitely be a prequel.
(Note: This interview was translated from Russian to English using DeepL, Google and Yandex.)
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lonely-dog-song · 18 days
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ok here's a neutral PFQ post: i made a little sprite of my pokésona concept & i'm so excited!!!! cuz it turned out really cute!!!!!!!! i haven't made a big version yet to post, but u can see the tiny version on my about page. it's the tiny bouncing purple & yellow thing on the front page
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mastersoftheair · 1 year
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some neat behind the scenes shots from abingdon i’ve been sitting on for over a year now. i hope they’re alright to post now given the *gestures at the teaser that just dropped*
plus, i’ll never not appreciate the level of detail put into this show, even if just in the background with the potential to be overlooked
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thinking abt creating a new acc and moving there
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