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wylanzahn · 3 months

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OC en Tres

Yes, the main language I use on this page is English, but I need to stand out somehow; this is my way of doing so. Also, a huge shout out to @hessdalen-globe who I only started following recently but I really appreciate the return (also I love your lore and I wanna read more and I wanna ask so many questions but also for our first interaction this feels like a big ask and I haven't been on Tumblr long so ahhhhhh big and scory).

Too much? You're getting my "Post-Nap Vibes," and we're here for it, at least I am.

The rules, as they were ordained to me follow... Rules: Pick three pictures that summarize one of your characters.

Now it doesn't say... OCs and while I am very indecisive I'll try to stick to only one for right now, and since I've already announced my original Tumblr story

"All the Deaths we See Before the End,"

I'll have to write about Dimos of Tarras! So without further a dood-ily-doo, let's dood-ily-doo.

First, on the list, we have a picture of the IRL city of Atrani in the region of Campania, Italy (basically southern Italy), which is a semi-inspiration for Dimos's home city of Tarras. Situated in a cape safe from stormy seas Tarras is Dimos's, and his best friend Albus's, hometown, it's a mercantile city of a relative recluse, having flourished under both the monarchy and the republic. The ruling Podesta acts like a baron-like bureaucrat rather than a humble city servant.

Secondly, we have Lôtān, aka the Leviathan. A beast of epic proportion, this serpentine fishmonger lurks below the waters of Tarras, though its visage is often rarely seen. Many a tale has been told of Lôtān, some good, some bad, but all of them remain consistent, that if you are to see the Lôtān your life will change forever. While I would get deeper into the lore we do have to keep a liiiittle secret before the Prologue (A Prologue as Deep as the Sea) comes out.

Lastly, but of course not least-ly, we have a grave. ;) ;)

More to come on Dimos soon!! And the tales he and his friends carve out into an epic Age of Heroes in the world of Matos. To join this wide-ranging activity of writers and so-ons I'll be tagging: @somethingclevermahogony, @thevampirelibrarian, and (reveal?) the wonderful @solabees, my amazing supporter and partner.

I'm so sorry if I've tagged someone who's already done the OCs in Three, think of it as a chance to explore a different character! And if you see this pop up for you, give it a go and try it yourself!! This was a fun experience for me and I love getting to create stuff and share it outside my small friend group.

Also also also also quick another shout out to Vampire Librarian for stoking my crippling Webcomics addiction, your comic the Vampire Librarian (Woah a coincidence? I think not). Idk if you'll see this but you are one of my favorite creators and the fact we're mutuals is insane.

Okay onto the next thing! A good morrow, a good day, a goodnight, and a happy 3 AM to all.

#original story #writer things #writing #story ideas #original character #my ocs #ocs #oc in three #oc lore #picture #a little spanish #no its not #very good #in fact #its muy mal

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lostcybertronian · 2 years

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26 for either darkstache or google x dark (:

have a nice day <3

Better figure out that timey-wimey shit.

Tags: @darkstache-iplier @redraspberrycats @cookieface678 @bing-iplier @storm337 @sketchy-scribs-n-doods @pixelenchanter @itsjustkyss @darkiplurrr @darksaceofshadows @moonysmayhem @xpouii @projectwkm @sororia04s @purple-anxiety-blog @tried-my-best @endangered-cryptid-reblogs @skatle-skootle-demon-noodle

Prompt 26: “I can’t hear you.”

Dark stood on the ground, looking up. With no sign of civilization nearby, the sky was a cancerous mass of stars that blinked a Morse code message he would never bother to read. A brisk wind– too brisk, for summer– rustled the leaves on the trees, flipping them over, exposing silver-toned undersides. It tugged at his clothes but not at him, and he remained, looking up.

Somewhere up there, beyond the glittering arms of the Milky Way, was the Invincible II. Mark was up there. Its captain was up there. Wilford may be up there, sometime. Somewhen.

Dark was on the ground.

All of a sudden, a pink portal opened up beside him, blaring obnoxious disco music. “Why hello!” Came a muffled voice.

Dark squinted, feeling slightly nauseous. “I can’t hear you over the music, Wil.”

“Most sincerest apologies.” Wilford “Motherluvin’” Warfstache poked his head from the portal, his neon pink afro askew, revealing half a mop of black curls. He wasn’t Dark’s favorite version of Wilford, though he did leave him somewhat nostalgic for some other time, when innocence was still a thing that could be sought and obtained and held on to. “Such boppin’ hip-hoppin’ music can’t be played quietly.”

Still, the music ebbed, then disappeared when the portal snapped out of existence, leaving Wilford there, on the ground, with Dark, and not up in the sky on a ship. burning its way through the universe.

“I finally got ‘em for an interview,” Wilford drawled, pulling a calendar from nowhere and flipping through it. All of the pictures on the calendar were of him, naked. “October thirtieth, twenty-nineteen. It’ll be one groovy show!”

Dark rolled his eyes. “Twenty-nineteen was three years ago.”

“Doesn’t matter,” Wilford said easily, stowing the calendar back wherever it came from. He looked Dark up and down. “I’ve always said you look good in white.”

“You told Celine this.” Dark said. Curt. To the point. Admitting nothing. He paused, then added without looking at Wilford, “You may have told Damien this on more than one occasion.”

Perhaps this past version of Wilford would remember more than his Wilford. He always did.

Wilford was already nodding, a wistful gleam to his eye. “I knew I was in too deep, then.” He said. Then, he frowned. “Were you there?”

“I was.” Damien was. Dark could barely remember it. It was too good for something like him. Too happy.

“Bully.” Wilford grinned, but that grin faded as he glanced down, checking a wrist devoid of any timepiece. “Oh! I really must be going. Dancing to do, women to woo, you understand.”

“Of course.” Dark folded his hands behind his back and watched as another pink portal opened, still playing its inane disco, and Wilford stepped into it.

“Toodle-oo!” He called, and the portal closed, taking him and its music with it.

Not moments after the portal had gone, a brightly-colored shape came trotting from the woods, waving a bright-colored arm.

“Darkie!” Wilford– his Wilford– appeared from the woods, wearing only the top half of his standard pastel garb. Below the waist was only a pair of rainbow briefs, too tight for Dark to feel comfortable looking at. “You’d never guess who I just interviewed!”

Dark raised his eyebrows in mock surprise. “Do tell.”

“A starship captain! Formerly a starship captain. I hear they’re into heists, now. What a shame, they were almost early.” Wilford produced a notepad from nowhere and began to flip through it. “I scheduled that interview decades ago. You’d think they’d learn to be on time.”

“How rude,” Dark agreed.

“Exactly!” Wilford exclaimed. He paused, looking Dark up and down as if he were a thing he could eat. “You look good in white.”

Dark allowed himself a small smile. “I believe you’ve told me this before.”

#darkstache #darkiplier #wilford warfstache #wilford motherloving warfstache #markiplier egos #writersofmark #fanfiction #ego shipping #lostandwandering #my writing #lost writing tag #writing prompts #angst #hurt/comfort #fluff #asks #meo618

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mcyt-kincalling · 4 months

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right! horrible at pinned posts, but who cares? This blog is run by a system. There will only ever bodily be one mod because of this. <3

There is no set DNI, use your best judgment, don't cause drama, and generally be respectful and kind. Four examples of a Good Call vs a Bad Call under the cut! You don't have to follow the format below directly.

anyway erm idk what to put here happy hunting gang good luck <3

Example 2 of a Good Call tm; wassup doods im a JeromeASF kin from Team Crafted looking for Mitch, Seto, and others! I'm an adult. Please don't interact if you're a minor

Example 1 of a Good Call tm; Hello! I'm a c!Tommyinnit fictive from DSMP and OSMP looking for others in the SBI group.

Fantastic! gives me a source (team crafted / dsmp, osmp) and characters to tag for (JeromeASF, Seto, and Mitch / Tommyinnit). States boundaries politely. Distinguishes between kin and introject. it's being posted

Example 1 of a Bad Call tm; Hello, I'm techno, looking for Wilburs. Freaks dni :/

This is really mean, tells me nothin. hard to tag for characters and sources, it'll be deleted.

Example 2 of a Bad Call tm; quackity looking for schlatt.

This just tells me too little, I can't tag it properly it'll be deleted :(

#kin call #kin calling blog #kin call blog #kin calling #mcyt kin #mcyt kin call #ask to tag

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nutria--oscura · 5 months

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I have Henry (raccoon plush), Nick Jr (mouse plush), Lark, Sparrow and Birdie (3 plants of the same species [cannot remember the name]) and a Pick Up choco bar by my side and to quote Nerdy Prudes Must Die: "I'm scared-"

~spoilers for S2 Ep46 below~

"student of the blade, master of the blade pose" oh fun fun

I'm sorry Matt? What?

Also I just read the description - "a new PUPPET dictator"

ALSO THE EP NAME???? LINK WHAT DID YOU DO???

"Cassandra Swift has done nothing wrong" Hell yea Will

WILL

the energy in the room today- NOT AGAIN MATT PLEASE

the OTHER TIME he ran a country- oh? no, yeah, that adds up

BETH

GUYS- i am loving this energy (if i gaslight myself into positivity now, i won't be devastated later! <- lies)

MATT

scamster becoming a thing cause Scam thought it would be funny is so real actually

ah yes, the 2 genders: the blade pose and the Katherine Zeta Jones entrapment pose

third person to be king? HERMIE

Lincoln is going to get Lincoln

love this plan so far

HERMIEEEEEEEE! YAY THEY REMEMBERED HIM!

"deep within Taylor there's an impulse of 'can I bet on this fight?'" glad to see the Close blood is still strong-

Normal: speech about how they have to go liberate hell. Link and Scary: "but I wanna see if you die or not" "yea"

OHHHHHH is the ep title cause of Abraham Lincoln? oh ok!

NAT 20 ABE LINCOLN

NORMAL MY BOY NO-

"the whole lay on hands" "the whole hand" "all 10 fingies" such a goofy podcast y'all, what are we worried about?

Normal is NOT getting out of there

oh yEAH THE ADULTS ARE HERE

guys i'm half way through the ep and its only been goofy to far. I AM SCARED

JEZZ BALLLL FUCK YEAHHHH (i was telling my friends about it and they could not believe me that this game exists)

this is NOT the time to learn Jezzball

NORMAL NOOO-

oh? the kiddads being useful for once?

LINK NO

boop on the snoop!

"Link, a true narc, knows when someone is gonna narc"

YES LINK, THREATEN THE FBI!!!

RON!

glad to see Taylor hasn't changed <3

rip Abe (part 2)

NEW SATAN! the guy who's name i cannot remember!

Normal finally got to be spider boy! AND HE LOST THE MUSTACHE!

Will with the Hamilton reference

"Grant has the possibility to do the funniest thing" HAH YEA-

3/4 into the ep and: 1) nothing ouch so far + 2) not a single Anthony quote written here yet = i'm gonna be devastated soon aren't i?

Normal in death saves part 3

"Dood, it might be time to, y'know, be a bad girl" Dood proceeds to get a Nat 20. FUCK YEAHHHHHHH

9 MINUTES LEFT GUYS- WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN I AM TERRIFIED NOW- WHERE'S HERMIE???

"is 'no trick pony' a saying?" hAH-

HERMIE! YAY!

WQAIT WHY'RE THEY LIMPING?

7 MINUTES LEFT, HELP-

who?

HERMIE! NO!

"a sucking wound in his chest" "yea it does suck" OUCH

THAT'S WHY HE WAS LIMPINGH

NORMAL'S STIL IN DEATH SA- HERMIE CAN'T BE IN DEATH SAVES??? NO

HIS HEART????? NO

NO NO NO NON NO N O-

"and he says 'Normal, i like you too,' and then he slumps over" HEY ANTHONY FUCK YOU

HEY THE OUTRO SAYING "its just a matter of time till we make it out alive" HAH HA HA AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

NORMAL ROLLED A NATTY 1 ON SENSE MOTIVE OH SHIGT

"yea you'll never know if he was telling the truth or not" WHAT IF I DIE?

In conclusion: Anthony said Hermie was gonna suffer, that oakworthy wouldn't become canon. fuck me for not heeding the warning i guess oh geez oh fuck-

#literally my brain is short circuting rn #wdym hermie is DEAD'#dndads #dungeons and daddies #dndads spoilers #whispers of the raine

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thecourtjester12 · 5 months

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[ID: Map Bot is standing with Map Bot's right arm behind Map Bot's back and the left one towards the viewer. There is a sticker on Map Bot's chest that reads: No pronouns. There is also a AroAce Sunset flag below that. In Map Bot's left hand is a pamphlet on the top it reads: ACE.]

Figured since I'm mainly focused on writing (and organizing stuff) while i rest up my wrist I can share some art that never eneded up on here!

So some doods from Ace week, starting with the Aroace (and no pronoun using) Map Bot!

Andddd....if you wanna see the fic this is from here y'all go :3

#fnaf daycare au #fnaf security breach #art #ace pride #ace week #map bot #jesterposts #jesterdoodles #backlog #jdcau #pocket dimension #canon #in a sense

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pocket-prosecutor · 2 years

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Wereshifter Miles AU index:

Art is indicated with (a) and writing is indicated with (w). Will be updated with each new post!

(up to date!)

Main posts (in order of the timeline (as much as possible)):

Masterpost (w)

Random assortment of unfinished sketches (a)

Shrinking for the first time (a + w)

Miles sleeping peacefully with Gregory :) (a)

He gets to have some fun as well (a)

Miles is helping with a case! (a)

Phoenix coming over to see Miles shrink/be tiny for the first time (w)

Young Phoenix meeting with Young Miles after DL-6 (a)

Not sure what to call this one but it's Miles laying in Phoenix's hand (before I upped Miles's size to 8 inches lol) (a) (REDRAW)

Feeling bad about his condition (also before I upped Miles to 8 inches) (a)

Miles holding Phoenix's hand (a)

AAI1 doods ft. Franziska (a)

Kay finds out (a)

Days are getting shorter (a)

Phoenix holding Miles's hand (trust exercise saga) (a)

Miles being held in Phoenix's hand (trust exercise saga) (a) (also colored version!)

Miles obliterating Phoenix with a kiss (a)

Miles gets to see how tiny he gets after sunset (a)

A talk right after moving in together (a)

Everything below this is ...somewhere after they move in together (so not in a particular order of events):

Feeling miserable while shrinking (a)

Kissing while shrinking (a)

Dancing while shrinking (w)

Being held while shrinking (a)

A meeting running late (a + w) (writing done by pocket-attorney!)

Sometimes you just gotta lie down on your s/o's hand and feel miserable (a)

Miles sleeping peacefully with Phoenix :) (a)

More sleebgy Miles (hands are weighted blankies, right?) (a)

Uppies please (a)

Get held tenderly, idiot (a) (partial nudity cw)

Gentle kiss on the back (a) (partial nudity cw)

He's in him pocket :) (a)

Don't you love top surgert scars too? (a) (partial nudity cw)

MORE KISS! Beautiful art I commissioned from territorial-utopia! (a)

Other stuff that's no longer "canon" in the AU but is still up:

Old masterpost (w + a) (included in the list because I think the drawing I made for it is still kinda nice ehe)

Post AA1-3 scenario (a) (no longer included because it doesn't fit in the timeline + Edgeworth's office isn't in the courthouse lmao my bad) (also it's one of the first things I made I kinda hate it now)

Alternative AU where he grows instead (a)

#wereshifter miles au #index post #i dont often look back at old posts idk #especially the ones with stuff i wrote for idk it always scares me to look back on the way i write things #anyway LOOK! ORGANISATION #It doesnt seem like it's that much (yet) but trust me this is the most investment I've had in my own content in years

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lycomorpha · 1 year

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Dice doodles workshop 28-Jan-2023

Thanks to everyone who came to Saturday’s doodle session, & thanks to Maria for the biscuits!

Here are all the doodle games we played, and some suggestions for variations. Our aim is always for these doodles to be short, require no particular drawing skills, and be possible to do in a single pen on lined paper (so you can repeat them even when you don't have many art supplies handy)...

Our next workshop is on Saturday 25th February 2pm at the Rising Sun Arts Centre, Reading and tickets are at https://dicedoodlesfeb2023.eventbrite.co.uk

Warm-up & intro doodles

1) Maria’s favourite doodle

This is Maria’s favourite space-filling doodle and, although it doesn’t use any dice, it’s a good warm-up/down exercise to ease you into a doodling frame of mind.

Draw irregular blobs quite close to each other all over your page

Connect adjacent blobs by drawing short, roughly parallel lines between them – see the images below, I think they look a bit like like the rungs on a ladder

Where you find an intersection of 3 or more blobs that is hard to fill with lines, draw a small circle

You can fill in the blobs with patterns or colours

Find a video of this doodle in paint here, and some more easy warm up/down space filling doodles here and here.

2) Easy grid doodle: every Nth cell

This doodle uses 1 x D6 (six-sided die) to choose where to draw small symbols in a grid. In the workshop we asked participants to arbitrarily choose symbols but you could use another die, e.g. a D12, and assign a symbol to each number on it.

Draw a rough grid that fills your page – for this starter exercise, 6 or 7 columns and rows is enough, but you can draw as many as you like (it will just take you longer the more cells you have in your grid)

Pick an arbitrary symbol (triangle, heart, spiral etc) and roll a D6 to get a number (N)

Draw your symbol in every Nth cell of your grid – example: if you picked a triangle and rolled a 3, draw a triangle in every 3rd cell of the grid

Pick another symbol, roll again and draw your next symbol in every Nth cell. Repeat until your cells are full, or decide you’re finished

It doesn’t matter if you count your cells in a horizontal or vertical direction

It also doesn’t matter if you draw big symbols over each other, or small symbols so that they don’t overlap when you have multiple symbols in a cell

If you’re drawing in colour and have a full set of dice, as well as adding a D12 to pick symbols, you could add one more die to choose which colour you draw in. You could alternatively use a shuffled deck of cards - pick symbols using card face value, and colour using suits.

3) Abstract contours

Ahh this is a Random Doodle Club classic; a loop and layers doodle (or a blobs and lines doodle. Whatever you feel like calling it.) Today we used an odd/even rule to choose whether to draw a blob, or a line around it. You could just as easily flip a coin to do the same.

Draw a small circular(ish) blob in the middle of your page

Roll any die. If the number rolled is odd, draw a line around your blob. If it’s even, draw another blob-shape

Repeat drawing lines around the whole of your pattern/more blobs, until you run out of space

This can be done using one pen, or several colours. You can assign colours to different numbers if using a die. If you make the pattern using a black pen it can be coloured later.

Variations include:

Instead of drawing a single blob/line, roll an extra die to decide how many blobs/lines to draw each turn

Use a larger die (e.g a D12) and higher/lower rule instead of an odd/even rule – draw a blob if you roll a higher number than your first or previous roll, and a line if lower. Higher/lower rules often lead to a different pattern in your drawing compared to odd/even rules.

There are more complex layer drawings from past workshops here:

https://www.immysmith.net/blog/2020/4/14/leaflayerdrawinggame

https://www.immysmith.net/blog/2021/mpls3

https://www.immysmith.net/blog/bookface-doodle-diaries

https://www.immysmith.net/blog/6-rule-drawings

4) D6 Island

This activity uses the contour pattern from the previous game as the basis for a map of an imaginary island.

Make a contour pattern as in the previous activity using a light-coloured pen or pencil. Try to make your blobs a little larger, and pinch your lines together in places to create some steep contours

Each blob will represent a flat area of land, and we can use dice to decide what lives or is built there. For each one, roll a D6 to fill each in turn with shapes/colours/patterns using the list below to decide what each area contains:

1 = meadow

2 = pond or lake

3 = house

4 = livestock (e.g. sheep)

5 = orchard or beehives

6 = castle/tower or other tall building e.g. a lighthouse

For each steep area of your island where contours are very close together and form valleys, roll a D6 to choose what to draw in that valley:

1-2 = a river springing from an underground source or a lake, and running down to the edge of the island

3-4 = a forested area with trees and shrubs

5-6 = a cool rock formation, a scree (lots of small stones,) or a boulder field. Rocks basically, is what we’re after here

If any areas look a little bare, you can fill them in with more buildings or natural features in whatever way you like or come up with a dice rule to fill them. You can also add some sea around your island, draw it a flag, or add any other features you want.

5) Grid doodle: frames and borders

Divide your page into a grid with 5-7 columns and rows. You want enough cells to keep your drawing varied, but not so many that each cell is too small to draw in. Here’s a doodle made with a 6 x 5 cell grid on an A4 page:

For each cell in your grid, roll a die/flip a coin

If the result is odd/heads, draw a smaller shape in the cell to create an internal border – any shape is fine, but bear in mind you will be adding patterns to the border and doodling inside the border too

If the result is even/tails, leave the cell blank and move on to the next

Pick 6 colours of pen or pencil and assign them to each number for a D6. Then roll for each cell in your grid, to choose which colour to either fill the border or the whole of each cell

Pick 6 patterns you can draw in a cell border, and for each cell with a border, roll a D6 to choose the pattern. Go over your coloured border making patterns in a darker colour. Example patterns:

1 = stripes

2 = spots

3 = hearts

4 = flowers

5 = X’s

6 = teardrops

Pick 6 lovely things to doodle (tree shapes, flowewrs etc) and, for each cell, roll a D6 to choose which thing you will draw in it – either fill the whole of a coloured cell with that thing, or draw your shape in the blank space of a cell with a border. Examples are:

1 = Trees

2 = Fungi

3 = Bugs

4 = Flowers

5 = Clouds/weather

6 = Love hearts

Colour any of your shapes as much as you like.

This game also works in black and white if you skip the colouring step, and you can always colour it in later.

Video for another grid doodle is here

There are many possible variations on these grid games, using more dice to pick shapes for inside borders, different colours for borders and whole cells, and a larger array of patterns. You can also use a shuffled deck of playing cards and use the card pip shapes (spade, heart, club, diamond) as border motifs, then use the card numbers to choose from 13 lovely things to draw inside your grid cells.

6) Warm-down: ripples on a pond

To warm down we drew an oval outline filling a page to represent a pond. Then we made simple space-filling ripple patterns using a die to choose the number of ripples at any point in our pond.

You could assign colours to the ripples you draw using another die. You could divide the pond into segments and use another die to decide which segment you put your ripples in. You can also place ripples around the pond using a D8 as a compass or a D12 for clock points – some examples of using dice to determine direction can be found at https://curiouslyfoxy.blogspot.com/2022/06/junes-random-doodle-club.html

That's all the activities for our starter workshop, thanks again to everyone who joined us. The next 2 workshops are on the 25 Feb and 25 Mar.

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daily-beeduo-doodles · 2 years

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Ello my name is doodle or doods!! I go by she/her pronouns! You all might know me from @doodleartistt account, I'm super duper excited to be here y'all!! ((Also if you wanna look my art will be down below<3 but it's kinda old </3))

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karsisdoingart · 1 year

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Well the OC in question was this one; Viomira.

Basically the main idea behind her was the classic necromancer turned upside down, so: -Good instead of evil. -Cheerful, bubbly and happy instead of serious and grumpy or crazy. -Social instead of alone. -A bit chub (wasn't to good at showing that) or at least more healthy looking then your skeleton thin necromancer. -Dresses almost like a fairy tale princess. -Helps lost souls instead of commanding them. -Calls on the power of the Bone Zone (This is mostly a joke, but in some crazier AUs that is very much a thing).

I do however also ship Viomira with either Ly or my other OC Nierna Naerth.

The drawing below is a bit old by now, but i still think it looks decent.

oh my gosh she is so beautiful!!

and i really like her design and personality a lot and her info is interesting ! such a super nice character to know :3

and i made this quick dood of her meeting torox ( and he is happy to meet her ) ! hope you like it

#Viomira ( not my oc #Karsis ocs #Toroxel zegmer

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tenshindon · 3 years

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homie’s asleep post art for her new fic

below the cut are Saucier doodles:

#nsff #for the doods below <3 #yamtien #tiencha #snap sketches #i dont mean to draw a billion things every time homie posts a fic but bro #homie just inspires me man i tell you what #the scene i doodled in the main post made me chortle but like for personal reasons #I Will Vaguely Explain #there used to be a vid of a mate mummifyin his mate #and so he left the room to get like. Garlic Salt #and as soon as he walks back in the room his chum just rips his shirt off right in front of him #and bruh i couldnt tell you why it reminded me of that but it made me have a snicker 😩#dont be fooled tho the entirety of this fic is very uhhh Saucy Saucy 🤧#as always Im A Big Fan Of The Homie's Work #the Homie's Vision if you will #i think thats all i have to say hmmmm #idk im a bit Eh on how i drew the third pic but oh well im too fucked to edit it anymore #plus i really have to pee :) so byyyye

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good-gremlin · 3 years

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TOS: policies/things i don't do

🌺 SPECIAL POLICY : i will give myself a deadline. usually 30 days or less- it depends. if i don’t meet my own deadline to finish your commission you’ll get 50% off ur next order if u want! 🌺 🌺 there’s a +$3 complexity fee 🌺 🌼 no nsfw/gore 🌼 i can post this art anywhere! if you would not like this, lemme know 🌼 no refunds, iou’s or reposts 🌼 no symbols like swastikas or hieroglyphics. any symbol such as that is left blank-talk to me 🌼

🌸 HOW 2 ORDER: dm me on tumblr if you’d like to make a purchase! i will send you an invoice on paypal, pls do not send me a personal payment thank u!~ 🌸

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧SLOTS AVAILABLE (people can grab more than one slot at a time, and yes this is kept updated) *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

♡DOODLE PAGES : 0 SLOTS ARE AVAILABLE! ♡SCRIBBLE PAGES : 0 SLOTS ARE AVAILABLE! ♡LIL’ DOODS : 5 SLOTS ARE AVAILABLE! ♡COLORED FULLBODIES : 1 SLOT IS AVAILABLE! ♡WIGGLE ICONS : 2 SLOTS , ♡PIXEL ICONS : 10 SLOTS

*also oof sorry i put a red star by the colored full bodies cause these are the items i have least examples of. they’re basically upgraded lil doods!

transcript below i hope its helpful:

SORRY IF THIS IS BAD IVE NEVER WRITTEN ONE OF THESE BEFORE

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illecebrapjmn · 3 years

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here are my tr ships :3

you might question some of these but im a sucker for rare pairs 😹

update: my otp is maitake and im now obsessed with sanmaitake, mikeytora, maitakehina, rinsouya PLS TELL ME YOU SEE THE POTENTIAL 😭 links to amazing fanarts below!

chart made by @/jeshiiru on twitter, pls give credit when you use the chart!

SANTAKE

RINSOUYA

SANZUMAI

MIKEYTORA CANON WAKUI TOLD ME

MIKEYHINA

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novemberandmay · 3 years

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As She Falls

Daminette Day 27, Falling

Warning: Mentions Suicide, Bullying, Trauma, Kidnapping, Character Death, and Lowered Self Worth

If you are uncomfortable with any of the topics above, please DO NOT READ. You have been warned.

Chapters: Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4

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And as she fell from the roof top, her eyes glistened with tears. At least this way sh won’t get in the way. At least this way everyone’s happy.

“At least this way, everyone’s happy.”

Marinette has been attending Gotham academy for a few months now, but couldn’t make a single friend in that time. Well, unless you counted her desk mate, Damian, but he was more of an acquaintance in her opinion. So as she sat on the top of the roof, she sighed.

“LET GO OF ME! PLEASE, I SWEAR I’LL BE GOOD!”

Making friends wasn’t this hard in Paris, but, well, trust issues probably play a big roll in her friendless status.

But as she developed deeper into her thoughts, the bell snapped her out of her musing.

“I’M GOING TO BE LATE!” She screamed to the sky, hurrying to pick up her stuff. She ran down the staircase, barely making it to class in time.

“MAMA, PAPA! NO-“

As Marinette left her final class of the day, she slipped on a piece of paper. Groaning as she picked herself up, she looked down at the paper now in her hand. It hand her name, but it wasn’t her handwriting. She looked closer, noticing a sentence scribbled on the back.

“Go die loser, no one wants you here.”

It also hand some words scrawled all over it.

“WORTHLESS”

“UGLY”

“USELESS”

“ANNOYING”

Those four being the nicer ones.

Well her being bullied put a pause on a friendship goal.

“Will she live, doctor? Please tell me she will..”

A Few Months Later..

It’s been almost a year since she transferred, but things have only gotten worse. The girls who’ve been bullying her got physical lately, pulling her hair and burning her homework. But she also got a friend! Two of them, actually! Her old desk mate, Damian, and a sunshine boy named Jon! Life was looking up as she hung out with them, enjoying her days of freedom.

Her parents died. All three of them were caught in a fire at their bakery in Paris, she being the only survivor. Marinette had took her break off school to visit her parents, and came back to Gotham an orphan. She was 18, a legal adult, so no one had to take custody of her. She was left on her own, burn scars adorning her body.

“I’m sorry.”

Damian and Jon had noticed something was off with their friend Marinette, but collectively decided to ignore it. It was probably something temporary, she’d be fine in a few weeks.

It was not fine- she was not fine. Her bullies had decided to hire someone to kidnap her, hoping she would learn her lessons after a few days. But she did not return after a few days. It took two months to find her body, her almost lifeless body.

If only the cops had found her sooner.

If only the girls hadn’t hired someone.

If only someone paid attention to her.

If only Damian and Jon didn’t shrug it off.

If only...

When Marinette had returned to school, she was a shell of herself. Jumping at every touch, she closed herself off to everyone. But even with her new trauma, the bullying didn’t stop. Even when she begged them, they didn’t stop. And her friends, Damian and Jon, hadn’t even talked to her, electing to give her some quiet.

So as she stood on top of the academy, one foot already dangling off, she cried. She cried as softly as possible, for her parents, wherever they may rest, for her friends in Paris, who don’t have a clue at what was happening, for Jon, who will feel guilty for ignoring all the signs, for Damian, who she had fallen in love with, who will break down in shock after hearing what happened, and for herself. For the orphan who stands on the top of the school, ready to jump. For the one who lost it all.

She looked up to the sky, thinking only one thing.

“At least this way, everyone’s happy.”

And jumped.

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Notes: Should I continue this? Or not? Anyways, this is pretty much unedited, and very rushed! Should I add anymore warnings? If so, please comment them below! Have a great day/night y’all! (If I do continue this, there will be way more Daminette, don’t worry. It wasn’t the main goal of this part of the fic, so I couldn’t write much. But I do have ideas! If anyone wants me to continue..)

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-November

#maribat #marinette x damian #daminette #mlb x batman #batman x mlb #mlb x dc #dc x mlb #suicidal themes #bullying themes #kidnapping themes #damian x marinette #Daminette december

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nutria--oscura · 7 months

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Atonement- Anointment- an ointment? Atonyment (tony peperoni?)

~s2 ep 44 spoilers below~

ron and beth business idea? ron and beth business idea

"in fact, the only hard part my be finding someone to share it with" "oh" "..." "..." "ron... what are we?" "I dont know beth... i dont know."

"about 4 teens that got married" "4 teens?" im just gonna pretent anthony is saying it like that cause of hermie and dood

TAYLOR IS A ROGUEEE FREDDIE WENT ROGUEEE

honestly, taylor as a barbarian would have been funny

goofy minmax? fuck yea

NORMAL AND LINK IN THE INTRO (sorry i loved when will and matt did that with henry and darryl)

PIANOOOO

stimming so hard cause of will

... i take it back- normal i love you but what the f-

time to update your normal designs yall

"scary doesn't run errands. she walks them... bitch"

OH YEAH- THE MEMORY--

what the fuck-

"hes[darryl] like a real zaddy" "no hes a daddy, you gotta be realistic here"

so the teens cant go to heaven, cant go to hell, where they gonna go when they die-

HERMIEEEEEEE

scary gets taken "no! my scene partner!" hermie gets taken "no! my future life partner!"

anthonys exhasparated "okay" when beth said scarys gonna look like a meatball is honestly a constant mood-

PIANO

now being a ranger is useful- bhahah

"you know its not gonna be the time out room and its not gonna be good"

"no pwobwem fowwow meee"

"i wanna see if there's anyone who isn't supposed to be in heaven so i can tattle on them" "i feel like tattling as an act immediately drops you into hell" "they love tattling in hell though" "wasn't the bibles most famous snitch, like, kinda vilified for that?" "who?" "judas dude?" "judas my man. my man judas" "wait well, judas wasn't a snitch per se" "yea he was just bad" "he was a betrayer" "he was a betrayer" "he was a business man" "he snitched-" "30 pieces of silver in that economy can go a long way" "no no no no, they're-they're right Freddie. what did he snitch? like 'hey, that's Jesus' like they knew-" "YEA" "like they knew who Jesus was" "do you think the last supper was Jesus being like 'guys alright don't tell anybody don't tell anybody'" "'but we- we've gotta fucking move 10kilos of this, ok? just don't tell the authorities'" "'this is my body, let me see your body- you wearing a wire?'" "oh my god- like the last supper was like a table for 13 but then more people found out about it and they were like 'yea, i had a birthday party, the sweet 33 but you weren't invited' and Judas was like do not-" "'are you Roman? cause if you're Roman you have to tell me'"

yes, i did just sped 15 minutes to copy that section of the podcast on my first listen. yes, i do in fact now know it by heart

anthonys "yea" like "yea, no fucking shit" and then its a mens rights activist who podcasts about spaghetti who is in front of his setup eating spaghetti at the mic and only got into heaven cause he was an organ donor and all his organs saved the lives of great people who were from minorities that the guy did not like, each of which discovered the cure for a different type of cancer

im 23 mins in and ive been sat here listening for an HOUR

"taylor walks by and looks at him asianly"

"so you know how in a chirstmas story they have them say fudge so you don't have to hear the f-word?" "uh-huh" "yeaaa-" "uhhhhhhh-" "where are you going with this bro?" "careful my friend" "hes gonna say: *slowmode* 'oh darn, it's a pppppeeeeeeerrrrrrrsssoooonnnn' and hes going to say a slur, a horrible slur"

FREDDIE ON THE KITARRA

TONY

I GET THE TITLE NOW

FVCKING NEW IT

new narc type - narc on someone to their conscience

THANK YOU ANTHONY FOR REMEMBERING HERMIE

AND DOOD

YES DOOD <3

"do you[normal] really want to give me positivity? or do you want me to say thank you so you feel good about yourself?" "get him get him get him"

HE WAS SO EXCITED FOR MARGHERITA TO BE THERE NO-

"im glad you got into heaven despite everything"

CHA👏RAC👏TER👏DE👏VE👏LOP👏MENT👏

LINCOLN-

JESUS LINCOLN- I MEAN YEAH BUT JESUS

SCARY MY BELOVED <3

ooooo, new item! potentially!

love taylor asking how lincoln is doing cause of his thing with authority when he himself wont process his shit-

normal needs to go feral <3 please <3

HAH- I SHALL RETURN- YOU CANT STOP M-

#dndads spoilers #i shall return!#whispers of the raine

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bakubitch-minusultra · 3 years

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Not Alone: Chapter Seven

-> an apocalyptic series with bnha characters but without quirks because im the writer and i can do whatever the fuck i want :P this ones a lil longer than the last

-> Word Count: 2.2k

-> Warnings: pervy doods, blood(?)

-> Taglist: @5sosfckss @laudthingcat [if you wanna be added lmk <3]

She didn’t look back. She knew he was watching her. She couldn’t bear to see the look on his face. His eyes would haunt her forever. She’s never left Hades before. He was always a part of whatever she did. He would wait in the woods while she raided houses, but he was still there. This was the first time she had ever turned her back on him and she didn’t know if she would be back.

She just put one foot in front of the other.

When the sun rose Y/n was in the middle of nowhere. She walked and listened to the music of the birds. The sun was above her and it was hot. Spring wasn’t like how it was when she was little. Now it was warm and muggy. She knew she was about halfway. Lost in the trail, she heard something she hadn’t heard in a long time, a buzz. She followed the noise to a hive. It was small and only half built but it made her feel good inside. She hadn’t seen a bee since before. She watched the busy bees for a little while longer before she turned back to the trail.

The sun had set and Y/n was starting to feel tired. She climbed a tree and laid against the trunk in one of the high up branches. After she closed her eyes, flashes filled her head instantly.

Her father was pushing her along the road. Cars and trucks filled the freeway. People sat in them still, but her dad didn’t think they had enough time to get out. He had waited for this day his whole life.

“Y/n we need to get to high ground and get away from these people,” his fingers bit into her back as he poked her.

“Dad, maybe we should go back home,” Her voice was small, compared to the noise of the masses.

“No. Run faster Y/n. We need to run.” He was in front of her, dragging her up a grassy hill. Her legs hurt. He had made her work out since she could remember. But it was late and she was tired. She thought a bad thought. A thought she would always regret. His erratic behavior forced the thought.

She heard a cracking noise and her fathers face faded away.

She woke and looked around but she saw nothing. Her eyes were blocked by something. She lifted her head and realized that she was face down in a bushy branch. The small branch she was resting her weight on was breaking. She struggled for a moment and pulled herself up, but the branch below her snapped and she winced as the noisy strike filled the air. Her heartbeat was throbbing throughout her body.

She had nowhere to go if anything had heard the noise. She stood perfectly still and willed her body to calm down. She couldn’t believe how close she came to falling out of a tree. She never slept in trees, she always chose underground. But tonight she had no choice. She had no plan. She felt naked without it. She stayed in the tree, rested her eyes and listened to the sounds of the night.

She climbed down before the sun came up. She never moved much during the day. It was one of her rules. But she had no choice, she was limited on time. She walked quickly, trying not to imagine the fever that had flushed his cheeks or the pain his leg was causing him. His eyes unnerved her, even in her own mind.

She saw the trees thinning and knew she was close. Her stomach was a bundle of knots and nerves. She walked as close as she could with her weapons and gripped them close to her as she had her last few seconds with them. She’s only been here once and it scared the hell out of her. She trembled and put them in a hole under a tree. She stuffed the bow to the very back of the hole and her knife. She shivered from the feeling of being without them.

She walked away and broke branches with her hands every few steps. She left the snapped ends hanging. It looked like a bear or other large animal had roamed the woods. Her father’s craziness would live inside her forever. The first few steps from the woods felt like wading through the river. Her legs ached, but the anxiety of being on an open road was making them feel like she was wearing cement boots.

Her breath increased and her peripheral vision became sharper. She saw a leaf blowing down the concrete. She could see an old brown stain and forced her brain to not hear the ripping and tearing. It felt weird to walk down a road. It had been so long she couldn’t remember the las time.

Just when she thought her stomach couldn’t hurt worse, she heard them.

They were a ways down the road but they hollered at her. She knew it was her they were shouting at. Her legs broke into a run for the gates of the town before she dared to glance at them. Her muscles pushed and her bullet hole stung.

She ran in a way she hadn’t in a long time. No backpack there to weigh her down, just a small pack in her hands. No heavy clothes because of the spring sun popping out. All she wore was a long sleeve shirt, cargo pants, and her thick soled boots she took from the dead. She was faster than she remembered being. It could’ve been that she was more scared that she remembered being. Her arms pumped as her legs dug into the ground. The forest green was passing her by in a blur.

She saw the guards. They wouldn’t protect her unless she reached the town. They would watch the men tear her clothes from her body and rape her in the field out front. The voices behind her were closing in. They were fast too. They ran more than she did.

“Don’t run baby. We’ll make it worth your while.”

She didn’t look back as she blasted through the guard gate and dropped to her knees inside the walls. She heard a guard through the blood pounding inside her ears.

“Halt.” Suddenly there were four guards there in front of the gate with huge guns. The five men who had chased her were bent over and breathing heavily. She saw the smirk of one of the men when his eyes met hers. He pointed toward her.

“See you on the way out. Maybe we can give you an escort home.” A shiver traveled up her spine. His grin scared her.

He was seedy and dirty and his skin made her want to gag. She moved away from the contact of a hand gripping her arm suddenly. An older woman helped her stand, “I won’t bite.” She looked back at the man and gave him the middle finger. Her dad called it the bird. “Not like them anyway.”

She smiled at Y/n. Her teeth were brown and Y/n thought that she was probably poor before the world ended. The poor lived longer than any of the rich. They already knew how to survive.

Y/n hated the smell of the town. She remembered that now, as the different smells washed over her. Sewage being the most distinct one.

“What can we do for you dear?”

Y/n glanced at the old lady. She didn’t trust her. No one trusted the townies. But she needed to remind herself of the desperate situation she was in.

“I need medicine for blood poisoning.”

The lady winced, “Are you injured?” Y/n shook her head.

“Not for me.”

“What kind of injury?”

Y/n paused, not wanting to talk to her. But she knew that she didn’t have time to take any chances.

“A stick went into his leg. I sewed it up but I think there’s pieces of bark still in there.”

She nodded, “I have just the thing.” She pulled Y/n along.

The town was a shantytown, made up of rundown houses and lean-tos. They would have been nice and pretty fancy before. Now the lean-tos almost seemed nicer. The walls surrounding the town were made of sharpened poles like out of a medieval village. She saw smelly people peddling their wares to passer-throughs and she felt like they had entered a dark age. She wished knights in armor were part of this nightmare.

Y/n was permitted to sleep one night with a purchase. She felt excitement she couldn’t explain at the idea of sleeping. Her rest in the tree was terrible. She was a passer-through. She could buy whatever she could carry. But buy was trade and she had very few things to trade.

The two entered a rundown house with stacks of papers and garbage inside. She could smell the garbage before she entered. The old lady cleared away a stack of plastic bags and other garbage from a long wooden counter. She lifted a white metal chest up and grinned her brown smile at Y/n.

“This is very special. It’s from the city. It’s what they use to treat the breeders. My son works there. He lets me have some, to help us here.”

Her words both disgusted and scared Y/n. Y/n couldn’t help but look around the room. She felt like an ambush would happen any second.

The lady laughed, “Kid don’t be a fool. He was taken there. He doesn’t work there because of the special perks.” Y/n gagged at the way she said perks and lifted her eyebrows. “He’s a doctor. All the doctors were taken.” Y/n didn’t feel any better at the thought. She felt herself panic at the idea of the breeder farms. “Girl you’re gonna have to wow me, for me to give you some of this.”

Y/n pulled out the big guns on the first try. She would try to bargain but she was in a hurry to get some sleep. She would have to sneak out of town in the middle of the night. The pervs at the gates had changed her initial plan. She passed the small blue bottle to the old lady and watched as her eyes lit up.

“Is it sealed?”

Y/n nodded and watched as the lady snatched it and kissed the bottle. She could feel her nose scrunch up.

She eyeballed Y/n with her crazy eyes, “How’d you get this?”

“My father had a health food store. He left me a couple bottles. This is the last one.” Y/n hated that she had given it to her. It wasn’t really her last one but it was still priceless.

She pushed three vials at Y/n from the white chest and pointed to the door, “Leave and tell no one what I’ve sold you.”

Y/n nodded, “Likewise.” The lady handed her the slip she needed to get a nights sleep at the Inn. She left feeling the old lady's eyes on her, but when she looked back she saw the lady hugging the bottle of tea tree oil like a nut. Her messy long white hair made her look like the evil queen from snow white, hugging the poisoned apple.

Y/n walked out onto the broken concrete street and looked around. She saw the Inn in the far corner of the shops. She kept her eyes low to the ground as she crossed.

“Bread miss? Eggs?”

She looked at a young man pointing to a house. She shook her head. She never ate anything that came from other people. Especially not townies. The sanitation there was far below the standards they had as a civilization. She heard rumors of a new plague last time she came through here.

She entered the Inn and looked around. A woman with bright red hair eyed her up and down. Y/n passed her the slip of paper and the lady’s face brightened up.

“Good to have patrons this early in spring.”

Y/n looked around, “How safe is this town?”

The lady shrugged, “Depends. A sweet piece of virgin ass like you is going to have troubles no matter where you go.”

She frowned, “Thanks.”

The lady croaked a laugh, “Precious, you’re risking a fuck ton coming here. The hunters are looking for breeders like you. Clean virgins.” Y/n passed her a diamond ring from her pocket and watched the lady’s dark brown eyes light up. “Luckily, a lady like me runs this Inn. You’ll be safe.”

Y/n smiled bitterly, “Wait until you see the ring you get when I leave here in one piece. Virginity intact.”

“I’d sneak out in the night if I were you. The things that circle town usually have what they want by sundown.” She turned back to Y/n and gave her a bright white smile, “Girls that look like you are fun.”

Y/n met her smile, “I’m fun. Just not in a way anyone appreciates.” She climbed the stairs and tried not to let her exhaustion be too obvious.

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