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elletromil · 8 hours
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we shpuld make a tumblr bar with drinks like sonic screwdriver and the baker street mule
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elletromil · 8 hours
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medieval backstreet boys: you are… my friar
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elletromil · 12 hours
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a couple of Pusher studies. the top one was done on a plane in a little under an hour. I've found that doing these sorts of studies during flight is actually great because you don't get distracted by, say, checking tumblr, it helps pass the time and calm down if you're nervous, and you don't get lost in the details/portrait likeness, you only focus on the big picture (color combinations, shapes, light and shadow contract etc)
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elletromil · 12 hours
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So usually when an imaginary friend is a real thing in a story, it’s either a demon or a ghost or some supernatural boogeyman that probably wants to eat the kid they’ve befriended (Mama, a couple of the Paranormal Activity movies), or “imaginary friends” are just treated as a real thing in the setting, and if a child just thinks hard enough they can manifest a friend into existence (Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends, Happy).
And somewhere in the middle is an area where the imaginary friend in question is real and they are supernatural, but they aren’t malevolent, and they aren’t entirely honest about what they are. Like maybe they’re a fairy or a god or some kind of boggle from mythology, but they just got caught by a six year old and they don’t have time to get into it, so they just go “…Yes. I’m your imaginary friend. We haven’t met. How do you do.” And then they stick around because they do love this kid, and if you’re a boggle from mythology in the modern day good food is really hard to come by.
And at some level. That’s what I think Hobbes is.
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elletromil · 12 hours
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Shout-out to multilingual writers who are writing in their second (or third and so on) language.
The frustration of speaking it fluently, but still having to google basic words when you're writing.
The absolute joy of finding a word that sounds just perfect and conveys exactly what you mean.
Doubting all your grammar and being afraid to post it or even send it to a beta reader.
The euphoria of someone calling your use of this language, that is not your mother tongue, beautiful.
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elletromil · 12 hours
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We should piss on the poor
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elletromil · 14 hours
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Mr. Harry Hart My Beloved
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Missed this sassy posh bastard
(This was just an excuse to draw him tied up 😔)
Been drawing too many jamesy wips and neglecting this fucker
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elletromil · 20 hours
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I probably put way too much thought into it but I do enjoy making a more in depth story rather than winging it. I like to actually think about the worldbuilding, make sure things actually connect and make sense. I am a big history nerd and I feel like it's the closest I can get to writing my own history.
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elletromil · 20 hours
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Please tell me details in your reblog/ the tags-- I've always been so curious.
Personally, I was born in a town where people generally live there their whole lives, but my family moved when I was young, and as an adult, I've lived a few different places. I would never move back to my birthplace, or my university town, but I would move back to my 'hometown' where I grew up. I ended up where I am now by chance for work, and I really love it. I think that I got very lucky. But it's been five years, so I'm thinking of the future.
Please reblog! It helps more people see my poll!
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elletromil · 20 hours
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St. Louis Post-Dispatch, Missouri, September 6, 1908
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elletromil · 1 day
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the idea of public restrooms as "women's spaces" continues to confound me. you know who I hope is in a public bathroom when I go in?? no one. I would prefer no one else be in the bathroom. and if someone else is in the bathroom I am going to ignore them as much as possible. I did not go into the bathroom to connect with other women. I went into the bathroom to piss and/or shit. it's a toilet's space, not a women's space. shut the fuck up and let trans people piss and shit in peace. let's all continue to avoid eye contact with each other and any and all interaction in the toilet's space.
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elletromil · 1 day
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The Doctor and The Master implies a third, less prestigious renegade timelord named The Bachelor
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