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gudgurkan · 2 months
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Marcy
Page 51 of the fantasy journal (only around 30 pages left!!)
Kickstarter link
Looking for a commission or need an illustrator? Hit me up!
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areiacannaid · 6 months
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Halt and Crowley?
Agreed.
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Hey.
I'm not gonna ask how you are, because I know how you are. At least, I think I do. I don't know if I want myself to be true.
When you...left...I'm not sure whether left is the right word, actually. The horror of what happened...the horror of what you did to me...is something that can't be described with words. My soul was ripped apart. My heart shattered into a million pieces. My soul was wounded. My life ended when you went away from me.
And...even after all of that...I hope you're okay, my love. I really do. You...I don't think you could help it. If only we talked to each other. If only we worked things out before IT happened...maybe this wouldn't've been such a bad thing.
At any rate, I want to tell you something. Something that I never told you before, and now definitely won't ever get the chance to.
I loved you. When you would smile the way you did in the sun and we would sneak off together to do things we should'nt've been doing, I loved you. When you would marvel at little things like flowers and hummingbirds and nightingales, I loved you. I've always loved you, from the moment I met you.
I love you. I love you, even now that you're gone, even now that I'm nothing but a pile of broken pieces and memories. I love you, even though they all dragged you away from me, so that I could never embrace you again, and never have the chance to call you mind. Even after all that, I still love you.
I will always love you. Even though I'll never see you again--not for a long while, at the least--I will always love you. There doesn't seem to be anybody else for me, because my heart was yours the moment I set eyes on you. It's always you, my love. Always you...
And lastly, I will miss you. I will miss the way you were a fucking diva all the time. I'll miss the way you were so rude to anyone who crossed you. I'll miss your smiles, the way you saw the world, the way...the way you looked when you were happy, or sad, or anything really. You're fucking beautiful, sweetheart.
This letter can be read from 3 perspectives:
Crowley to Aziraphale after Good Omens season 2.
John Watson to Sherlock Holmes after Sherlock season 2. 🧐
Blade Ranger to Nick Loopin' Lopez after the crash.
There are 3 more lines to add as well for each:
He let out a sigh laden with a thousand years' worth of exhaustion and
took a look around the bookshop--his bookshop now, that Aziraphale had found it in him to abandon it. He didn't know why he stayed, given the pain it caused him, but leaving would somehow make it worse. Sinking low into the cushions of the couch, he took a swig from his bottle.
sank back into the chair, facing the other one that should've been filled with a lanky man and his stupid curly hair and stupid angelic face. His vision blurred in and out of focus from the lack of sleep--he knew that if he gave in now he would only wake up to the words, "Goodbye, John" ringing in his ears.
sank low onto his landing gear, staring at the picture of his one-- and it seemed only--love. It didn't matter how many years it had been since the accident; a part Blade was and would always belong to Nick. Looking around at the scene of the base, he headed back to his cliff, parking a little ways from the edge to keep watch over the park for lightning storms. He fought fires now. He saved lives for real. After all, that's all he could do at this point, wasn't it?
So sorry if the ending seems rushed on any of them but constructive criticism would be appreciated! Thank you for reading this!
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shaneplays · 7 months
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"Mask" Inktober 52
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"Where Am I?" Issue #279
Motorin'
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dark-imagine-robots · 8 months
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Slight Buzz Lightyear practice
But also feral Outlaw ( Toy Story Oc ) moments
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nia1sworld · 2 months
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THANK YOU @typical-sophie for this
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To Barbara: She's like a knight to Careen, but also a friend..a Lesbian friend/bestie
To me: A strong little kid that takes out evil and such (Really getting all Ranger vibes in her Huh?)
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isame-allen · 2 months
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I am so indecisive that I don’t know what to wip to continue first
So I resulted to doodlin
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yonsoncb · 4 months
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joined a campaign as Ömūr and I got two companions that for some random reason decided that he is their boss and they call him boss but he doesn’t like it.
The NPC companions were designed by @alloart1898 who is also the DM
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mannsbestfriend · 1 month
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Have you read Dungeon Meshi?
If yes, who's your favourite character? If no, someone should get him a copy (and read it to him since he probably cant read)
hunter got copy. all volums i eated . very good book liked the character kuro he was nice
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gudgurkan · 11 months
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Knight Ranger
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madcap-nattery · 1 year
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The divine Empyrean as rebuilt by the Divine Free States
What if, Nideo asked his people, Gumption could be distributed throughout each of their all-too-few Divines? What if they simply couldn’t die? What if their service could be secured forever? And so, a promise snapped, of life and death. The DFS brought into fruition Independence's old prophecy: a world where the Divines would be eternal servants.
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sunflowerpirateart · 10 months
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Based on a scene from “Petals Dipped In Ink” by Skyland2704 and CampionSayn on ao3
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rbbrbikerthorp · 2 years
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Family Reunion (Part 10)
My mind was reeling from what had happened in the last couple of days. My younger brother came to visit; telling me how he’d been inducted into a crew of skinheads. My brother tied me to a chair, his ‘mates’ invaded my house, shaved my head, and have forced me to smoke. They have just shown me my new clobber. They’re going to force me to wear an outfit that makes me look like some rubber gimp freak-show. Now someone else is at the door and my brother has mentioned the word ‘ink’. I’m pretty sure I know what that means. I began struggling against the ropes, but my efforts continued to be futile.
My thoughts were interrupted by Stevo talking in the hallway and returning accompanied into the room where my predicament was about to get worse. 
“Ah Kev’s here”, my brother looked happy, as if a long-lost friend had returned. 
Kev was what I can only describe as a ‘big fella’, and his head sported an array of artwork.
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He was carrying what I can only describe as a doctor’s case - you know the ones you remember as a child - when they actually did home visits if your were ill. Anyway, he removed his coat to reveal he as wearing a polo shirt made of rubber, his arms were covered with so much body art that there was almost no pink flesh left to see. 
Stevo lit up a cigarette and began smoking whilst watching Kev open the case and start removing some of the contents.
“Give us a cig Stevo.’ my brother broke the silence, even thought I couldn’t turn away from staring at this huge, tattooed brute of a man, I listened intently. “So you see, Kev’s here to make it so you can’t return to your boring life”. I looked over to my brother, he smiled and then inhaled on his cigarette, blowing the smoke in my direction, he continued “I don’t want this to be painful broth, it’d be better if you just accepted your fate. But seeing you struggle I think you need a little more ‘medicine’. 
My attention was so focussed on what my brother was telling me and what Kev and Stevo were up to that I hadn’t noticed Chopper had come downstairs and was now laying on my sofa. It was the first time I’d actually got a good look my brother’s boyfriend. I was staring at his body, I thought he was kind of sexy (wait no, did I really just think that?) He spoke up, interrupting my thoughts, “Kev when are you starting work on my lad’s sleeve? You know he’s itching to get more ink and Nick won’t be happy until he’s got more tatts”.
“Don’t worry”, Kev replied, “the priority is to do his elder brother today. I’ve booked time on Wednesday for you and your boyfriend, just get to my place for 10. Now, Nick’s told me what he wants, so seeing you’re all here, let’s get started.
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I couldn’t believe it, the whole crew was going to be spectators in my transformation to an inked rubber skinhead. I was still struggling against my bonds, but I don’t know why. It was pointless, there was no escape. 
Kev noticed my resistance, “Right lad I’m going to need you to calm down, Dunc, do you want to get another of those drinks for your new crew member? The lad here is going to need it”.
Dunc returned with another cup filled with the strange-tasting liquid.
Kev smiled and held the cup to my lips, “your brother was reluctant at first. Nick saw his potential, but we had to give him a nudge or two to make sure he fitted into the crew”. Turning his head to look at my brother, Kev continued, “now look at him, he’s a proper skinhead, with a great boyfriend in Chopper”. Turning back to me, “...just like you will be with your new boyfriend Stevo, when we’re done with you. Ok, we begin”.    
It seemed as though I had no say in the choice of tattoo or placement. Kev had finished putting on some black gloves “Turn your arm over”, I complied. I watched Kev intently, I was strangely calm after drinking more of that liquid. Kev used some rubbing alcohol on my forearm he then used some other liquid to moisten up the skin. After this, he placed a stencil onto the skin where the tattoo would be completed. Once the transfer was done, Kev carefully lifted the stencil paper, and there on my skin was the outline of the first tattoo.
“Are you happy for me to get started”, Kev asked. Oh, why am I asking of course you are”, and with that he began.
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Kev tattooed the first line. It is fair to say that those first few seconds after Kev had started were the worst. Just getting used to the discomfort. Strangely enough, after a short while, I got accustomed to the feeling. Kev completed all the line-work of the tattoo and then started on the shading and colouring. I watched Kev switch between different needles and also use a second machine. He said it was to ensure the shading and coloring was ‘done to perfection’. After what seemed like hours, Kev stopped. “Take a good look”, he said. I looked down. 
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On my forearm was my very first ink, and it looked amazing. Kev applied a hot towel to calm down the tattooed skin. Then he told me he was applying some protective ointment. He finished up using wrapping tape and a bandage over the new tattoo.
He turned to the room and said “First one done, let’s have a ciggy break”. Kev put two cigarettes in his mouth and lit them both. Then he took one of them and placed it between by lips. I sucked in the smoke, long and steady like Stevo told me. I held it there for a moment and then I inhaled. I repeated it a few times. I caught Stevo’s eye. He smiled like a proud dad does when his kid has scored the winning goal. It wasn’t long before I’d smoked the whole cigarette. 
“Right, let’s get back to it”, Kev said. I wondered where the next tattoo was going to be placed. Kev started on a different side of my body, working on my upper arm. The same process was repeated and before long I had my second tattoo.
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And so it went on, two more tattoos were added. The one on my back took many hours to finish, but looked amazing (did I really just say that).
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All the while I was getting inked, I’d reassured myself that it wasn’t a problem because all the tattoos could be hidden under my clothes. Then Kev made sure there was no way to hide what I was becoming. My knuckles were tattooed.
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I’d drifted off again thinking about what they’d done to me, when Kev interrupted my thoughts. “Right that’s what Nick wanted doing today. what do you think Stevo”?
Stevo walked over to me and looked at Kev’s handiwork. “You look great lad. You’re one of us now and there’s no way to hide it”. He turned back to Kev, “great work as ever.” Then Stevo put his arms around Kev’s should and talked in a low voice. I couldn’t make out what they were saying. Kev raised his voice, “Yes, I got the kit with me, but Nick didn’t mention doing any metal today”. Stevo turned to me and turned back to Kev, “Just do it, he’ll look great and it will make what we have planned for tomorrow a lot easier for him”.
I had no idea what they were talking about, but I knew I wasn’t going to like it. 
Stevo walked up to me, he leaned in to kiss me on my lips. His smoky breath caught me by surprise. My cock was already partly stiff but suddenly sprang to life “I’m so proud of you with your new ink. There’s one more thing and I want you to want this mate”.
With that Kev came back over with some needles and rings. “Right let’s do this. Stevo wants to start you with your first piercing. This one will be in your septum. It’s gonna be a little painful, but you can cope. Kev game me a running commentary, “First, we will mark the sweet spot - that’s the membrane between cartilage and nose. Right that’s done. Now I’m going to use these forceps to hold the cartilage in place. Are you ready for this”? I yelped out at the point when the needle was inserted, but that was it. In no time a ring was threaded through the piercing and secured. Kev smiled, “It’s done”. 
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I’d been inked and had my septum pierced, but I was surprisingly content.   “You look so hot m8″ Stevo said to me, then pointing at the rubber laid out earlier, “I can wait to get you in your new gear”. Strangely enough, I was curious to know what it would feel like to wear.
(Final part to follow)
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gayasart · 9 months
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coming out of the 2+ years long art block to draw my dnd character, so I guess things are getting better
(more info under the cut)
Name: Moony Race: Elf Class: Ranger Age: 30
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enderparty101 · 2 years
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Too busy doing WHAT to pick up the sock?
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