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cepheusgalaxy · 6 months
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Guys, have you seen the new Netflix children's show???
It's amazing,
It is like, a super cute style with a pretty diverse cast in terms of color, a very good 3d animation and BEST
IT HAS UNICORNS
But is like
A mix of The Winx Club and Spirit
The Unicorn Academy
It really has those winx vibes, but with horses, and it is really a nice show
If you guys like more children-like shows or just more simplist fantasy shows with an Academia style, i SUPER RECOMEND
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geezmarty · 7 months
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ooo what inspired your tav design? like did you go in with a specific character in mind, or did it come from playing around with the character maker?
Oh boy ok. You’re about to find out just how insane I get over RPG character creation. “marty you don’t have to disclose it” I can’t believe you guys are forcing me to do this.
SO, I actually started bg3 with another character entirely, a ghityanki bard, which I thought would be fun and for a bit it was! But I wasn’t feeling crazy about her and when I play an RPG I love to turn my PC into a proper OC I can be obsessed with, so I restarted the game and before I went to character creation I literally sat down with a sketchbook and started brainstorming.
I wanted my pc to have an aesthetic of her own separate from the main companions but I also wanted her to blend in with the rest of the cast, I went for dark urge bc I heard that it gives you a personal quest and I landed for half drow and wild magic sorcerer, which is another class no major companion has (and also, I’ve always wanted to play wild magic even in regular dnd and this was a nice excuse to!)
Her aesthetic pretty much came up as I was sketching her and thinking about all the info above, what could set her apart but still feel like she could blend in? And most importantly, what would be fun for ME to draw? And so I went for witchy goth woman and luckily the design I sketched was very easy to reproduce in the character creator - and the rest came up organically as I drew more of her.
(I also named her after my very first dnd character Brigha, a half orc warlock, and it’s only after I finalized her design that I realized I’d borrowed some elements from hers eheh)
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Witch goth was especially fun to play with bc I feel like most companions have a goth vibe about them but we’re missing the mean, spooky, feminine witch archetype (yes, morrigan from dao was part of the inspiration I love my wife <3). You could argue that Gale sort of fills the witch role already but I feel like they stand very nicely at opposite ends of the witch spectrum which is also fun considering their wizard-sorcerer one sided animosity.
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egosweetheart · 19 days
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we're doing another calorum campaign set in ceresia, and i rolled up with pseudo patroclus and his npc boyfriend pseudo achilles. and you know what? NOTHING WILL GO WRONG. their names are loukas and sebastian. they are brown bread and a cinnamon twist respectfully.
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triona-tribblescore · 3 months
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TIONA TIONA MA GOING FERAL OVER YOUR NEW AU OH HOW I LOVE SPIRITS AND STUFF LIKE THAT AND MIKEY POWER IN A MISTERY? OH THE PLOT TRIONA MA FAKING DANCING ON THE FLOOR AND EATING YOUR BOOTS YOU CAN NOT MAKE ME GET OUT OF YOUR HOUSE NOW I WILL BE HERE FOREVER AND OH MY GOD I JUST REMEMBERED AGAIN THAT I STILL HAVE TO READ YOUR PIRATE COMIC RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I'M SO FAKIN' FORGETFUL, AM GONNA READ IT WHEN I WILL HAVE TIME AND I FAKIN' PROMISE YOU YOU'LL HAVE A FAKING SPAM OF HEARTS AND I WILL TALK IN YOUR COMENTS MAYBE I'LL SCREAM IN YOUR ASK BOX TOO IF YOU DON'T MIND ME DOING SO MY GOD AM GONNA DIE WITH YOUR STUFF RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA YOU ARE SO CREATIVE AND YOUR ART IS SO NICE TO THE EYE AM GONNA BRAKE ONE OF YOUR CHAIRS NOW *RUNS TO THE KITCHENS AND NOMNOMS THE LEG OF THE FIRST CHAIR THAT SHE SEES* RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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KREDENAAAA!!!! <33333 STOPP AWH HJBFBJEB UR HYPE AND SUPPORT MEANS SO MUCH IM HUGGING YOU AND EATING THE CHAIR WITH YOU :'D
*throws you into a pile of hearts*
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seth-kia · 9 months
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Koda sits at the campfire, late at night, and wonders.
He's always been good at that. Always been too far in his own head. It's charming to some, the way he hums absentmindedly to himself, toying with melodies and the hilt of his sword. To the more tunnel-visioned of folks, it's a moral failing to gaze into the trees in the distance and forget the difference between yourself and the barkskin.
He does it anyway. The air is thicker in the wetlands, soothing any rasp in his throat; the words are slipping through his mind like the dew from the leaves; he lets himself sink into the music of the forest.
He tilts his head and listens to how sound becomes silence--how the crickets fade into the background, how the birdsong filters into its own motif, the rattling of rodents in the underbrush and the wind through the holes in the leaves, pulling itself through like a weary breath through a hand-carved flute. He feels the layers of white noise around him on his skin, dewy and fresh and so very alive, even in the stillness of the night.
His hands search the satchel for his notebook. That flute metaphor was a good one.
The leather book is cracked and worn, and it's lost the new book smell, but it was likely his most prized possession--he'd never been forced to choose between his blade and his quill, but while he's entertaining the thought, he feels the warmth of old ink beneath his hands, rolls the pen between his fingers.
A sword is a whittling thing, he writes. Carve away, carve away, until there's nothing left.
"What'cha writing?"
"Holy fuck--"
Koda slams his mouth shut, glancing around wildly for the culprit. Delores turn to her side in her sleep--she takes a deep breath, but doesn't wake; Fernie's eyes are still dark in rest mode, the wood creaking slightly with the forest around him.
Slowly, he reorients himself on the rock stool by the fire, shaking off the crawling adrenaline. "Bug. What the hell?"
Bug is perched behind the notebook in his hands--pages now pressed against his chest and away from prying eyes--with a slight grin, completely unphased by his reaction. "You were lost in thought. So. What'cha writing?"
"I don't know how that's your business," Koda starts, but the words are catching in his throat somewhere, and the baseless insult he'd been conjuring loses steam. He falters, and the sentence stops there.
That's... not normal of him, to lose a witty comeback so quickly. What the hell?
With an irritating bounce, Bug is suddenly sitting beside him. They lean forward, placing chin on open palm, and weather a look at the shadowed trees. "What were you seeing, then? Before you got out your journal. That's a really pretty book, by the way."
"...Thank you?" Koda studies them, brow furrowed. Something feels fake, about it. The pose is so completely different from normal, like a mask slipped over their face.
"You're welcome," they say darkly, without lifting their gaze.
It clicks, then, in the pointed glare to the distance, the brooding look on their face, and Koda stops in his tracks. "Are you--mocking me?"
"No!" They straighten up, bright blue eyes wide and apologetic. "Uh--a little? I guess? I wasn't--I was just..."
They fall silent, then, and the mask slips off their face, but even still their posture is abnormal. He tries to make sense of it--their ears droop, the feral energy tainted by some feeling he can't seem to define...
The crickets are loud. Koda shakes his head, feeling the pull of nature's soundtrack in the back of his mind, and leans forward to meet Bug's gaze. "Hey. Use your words. They're not for nothing."
They huff, shoulders slumping. "Easy for you to say. You're good with them."
That's it, he was right. "But you've got something in your brain," he urges, the birdsong lingering in his ears. "So let me hear it."
"Are you... sure? You're not typically this..." Bug shifts, picking at a fingernail. "Invested? Uh, vulnerable?"
Koda finds himself nodding subconsciously. "Good words."
"...Hey, man, are you alright? Like, I just--you seem out of it, and I dunno--"
"I'm alright, Bug," he says. His voice feels so loud aside the crackling of the fire. "It's late. Watch is lonely. And I can tell something's bothering you."
Bug is looking at him strangely, a furrowed brow pushing their face into comical proportions. "Who are you and what have you done with Koda? Since when are you willing to play therapist for us, I thought that was Delores' job?"
The wind tugs at his hair fondly, amused, and he lets the whistling blow over his ears. Koda grins. "I've been told I'm a good listener."
"...Ohkay."
"So? Are you gonna tell me what's on your mind or leave me to the rhythm of the swamp?"
"I just..."
By campfire light, even with the flames lifting his face from shadow, even with his closeness, Koda can't help but feel so large next to them. In how Bug's shoulders are curled so far into themselves, in how their elbows are covered by their hands, in how they keep their eyes on the trees forever on ahead in something different than mockery. They pull the fire around them like a blanket, wrapping them up until they look helpless, afraid.
Small, his brain whispers.
You can do better than that, he thinks back.
"I... want to be like you all," Bug starts, and immediately Koda feels like he's falling off the stool again.
"...How so?"
They shift. "Fernie is fearless and I... guess I'm just a coward. And Delores, she... her place here is so strong, so motherly, and you're just constantly effortlessly cool and mysterious and artistic and awesome. And me? I'm just--"
Bug glances up again, meeting his eyes, and Koda doesn't move from it. He catches their vulnerability in a piercing gaze and hopes they're listening to the urging voice in his ears, along with the wind and the dewdrops plucking the grass like strings, pleading for them to speak.
"I'm Bug," they say finally, and their head droops. "Just Bug. I shoot my shoe with my own crossbow while you kill the bad things. I talk and it doesn't come out pretty like your words do, or comforting like Delores or even pure and sweet like Fernie. It's like I'm constantly walking around with my foot in my mouth. And I hate it."
"You don't have your foot in your mouth, Bug," Koda interjects.
"Really?"
"You can't, it's pinned to the floor by a crossbow bolt."
A couple seconds, and then Bug throws up his hands, a twisted, halfway manic grin on their face. "See? See? You came up with that on the spot!"
"Got you to smile, though." Koda leans forward and pats the grass next to his stool. "C'mere."
Shifting off his own stone, Bug shuffles over, crossing their legs in front of him. He wipes a hand over his eyes. "I just don't feel like I belong, yknow. With all you cool, badass heroes."
"Bug," Koda says. "You've got a place here."
"Then what is it? You're witty, Fernie's sweet, Delores is everybody's grandmother, and I'm just Bug, stapled to the ground by operator error."
He snorts. "That's a good one. See, you're not too bad with words, yourself."
"It doesn't matter," Bug says, shrinking further into the shadow of the fire. "You'll be better than me anyway, even if I try."
"Then why are you here, Bug?" Koda asks.
"I--" he trails off, with a glance up. Something in their eyes, so vulnerable, caught off guard.
He feels the trees start to dance with the fire and he leans in, eager, pressing. "Tell me why you're here, talking to me during watch in the middle of a mission, right now."
"Cause I--I don't--"
"Why are you even here, then, if you think you don't have a place here?"
"I don't know!" Bug says, his voice cracking into something high pitched and pathetic. "I don't know why I'm here. You guys, I get to see you be so--so glorious, and I can't be like that! I can't do what you do!"
"Do you even want to be here?" Koda pushes further, encouraged by the break in their voice. They're so close to understanding, only a little further--
"I do! Of course I do!" Their voice rises further, a little more. "I want to be like you guys, I want you to be my friends, I want to impress you and be important to you! The way you are to each other! I just--"
"Just what? Just can't? Just don't want to try, and fail?"
"No--of course not, I--listen, please, I just--I don't know. I don't know why I'm here. I want to be, but I don't know why you want me here."
Koda feels the wind slow around them, running along his skin. He leans back, softening his words. "What did you just say, at the end there?"
"I--I don't know why you want me here?"
He sighs. "There, Bug. That's it."
So small. So worried, by the fire.
Koda reaches out a hand, palm up, and is proud when Bug takes it. "We do want you here. It's all there is to it, Bug, that's all that matters. You've got a place here, being a feral gremlin or sensitive goblin or whatever you want to be, because all we ask for is that you be here. We want you here."
He's silent. For a long time. Their fingers rest on his, gently, as if afraid, until finally they speak up. "That's all that matters?"
Koda tightens his grip and shakes their hand firmly. "That's all. Deal?"
"...Okay." A hesitant grin, and Bug nods. "Deal."
"You can rest, now. I've got watch." After a second of thought, he adds, "You're one of us, Bug. I protect my own."
He hears a soft, wet laugh, and the bundle of goblin curls up beside the stool, burrowing into the warmth.
The crickets are quiet, now. Soon enough, Bug is snoring on the grass by Koda's feet. He keeps his eyes up, watching the silhouettes of the trees.
The fire crackles, the wind soothes his throat, and something tangled in his chest whispers, and is gone.
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thanks for reading! SAF has really struck a chord (ha) with me, and I wanted to explore a couple possibilities with the characters. specifically Koda, because I love him.
also, PSA, i am unfamiliar with the confirmed pronouns of the characters! so I went with they/he for Bug, and he/him for Koda. if that's incorrect, I'll wander through and change up the pronouns after confirmation!
i'm aware that I've only 2 hours of content to go off of, but I figure once more comes out I'll have a little laugh on how off base the characterization is. think of it this way: they're both FUCKING exhausted and that's why they're not super in character, once we get a solid read on them. again, mosrly Koda specific. only a few moments where we really get a read on his personality, so I just had fun with it
anyway! that was fun! I love these lil guys! have a good time folks <3
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stick-by-me · 2 months
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It's hard work, but it's worth it.
New follower sticker for: @akirafudohs!
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noxitsnox · 6 months
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"you need to be kind to yourself because a lot of people won't be kind to you, and you need to be kind to others because a lot of people won't be kind to themselves" is something Shanks told Luffy when he was a kid and Luffy decided that that would be his life mantra.
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mylordshesacactus · 1 year
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This week, my party evaded the Wild Hunt--not forever, but for just long enough--by, of course, leaning into tradition. Weaponizing the rulebound nature of the Fae. Pulling from the rich and varied folklore upon which these myths are built. Using guile and trickery, clever wordplay, utilizing their deep connection to story and tapping into that in order to--
Sorry, what’s that?
The bard turned into a--say again? I mean, I guess a feathered serpent and shapeshifting to evade the fae could have a sort of a tam lin vibe if I--
What do you mean the other kind of quetzalcoatlus?
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cursedthing · 1 year
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Happy belated Valentine's day! Woe my aro 'n ace headcanons be upon ye!
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tumbling-turmoil · 1 year
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I drew @blackkatdraws 's narrator!!
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The man is so pretty I would give all of my 62 cents for a piggy back ride
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darehearts · 20 days
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good morning beloveds  !  today i am thinking about how much i love all my mutuals ( yes i'm talking about YOU )  😌💛
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sysig · 7 months
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Can’t deny, that is definitely a Princess (P1 | P2 | P3) (Patreon)
#Doodles#SCII#The Captain#DAX#ZEX#Obviously ZEX had to be the Princess! Come on now! Lol#Why was DAX so ready to let the Captain in? Wouldn't that just encourage ZEX? I mean first of all what else is ZEX up to lol#Very Snow White/Rapunzel banished/exiled/captured princess vibes haha#Poor ZEX he'd love to go out but he's in royal time out! You'd think there'd be more monitoring on Princes coming to rescue him hehe#Anyway point is most Princes back out of rescuing him for some reason hm ♪ DAX is just letting it play out haha#The Captain's reactions are encouraging! And then DAX can get back to his peace and quite haha#I do love the one of DAX pressing his head tendrils against the door as he speaks haha - do you suppose they have a kind of hearing to them?#I mean I still think those little pockets on the sides of their heads are VUX ears but I wonder if their tendrils could aid in hearing?#More than just interpretation through body language or touching when in close proximity - more nuanced vibrations maybe? :0#And even if not all that then just like resting fingertips on the outside of the door while speaking through it hehe <3 It's cute!#Designing ZEX's dress was fun hehe ♪ I went through a couple versions and I'm glad this is the one I settled on :D#Initially the skirt was plain - I'm still not Fully sold on it but I do like the idea of it mimicking those little red marks on VUX forehead#And of course he needs a pretty tiara/tendril jewelry! He has to be the prettiest in case of company!#For some reason the Captain is having second thoughts haha
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freshbaked-bread · 9 months
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aziraphale and crowley in a 1960s fashion catalogue :3
(original image under the cut)
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rainia · 9 months
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hmm. just saw a post that referenced “big blogs in the jrwi fandom” and well. I’ll remind you that viewing fandom as any kind of hierarchy only ends poorly. and you should always be wary of any self-proclaimed “big users” in any fandom space. this kind of thing always leads to toxicity, and I’ve unfortunately seen it play out time and again. it’s a very twitter way of thinking tbh. in a fandom, everyone is just here to have fun and enjoy media.
secondly like. jrwiblr is by fucking far the tiniest fandom I’ve ever been a part of like it literally feels like every name one sees is somewhat familiar. like there is really no way you can be making this argument in such a tiny fandom space my friend 😭
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