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lurkdragonstuff · 24 days
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A snoot made for booping! Come on down!
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Fandom: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Gorons (Legend of Zelda) Additional Tags: Song Parody, Original Music: Yogcast, Filk, Poetry, Song Lyrics Summary: The lyrics of "Diggy Diggy Hole" updated for the Gorons.
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lurkdragonstuff · 2 months
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I'm an atheist and a philosophical materialist. I don't think there's anything more to the universe than what can be observed and measured. Disagree if you want, that's fine, but take as read that this is where I'm coming from.
As you can imagine, this makes it very strange to me that my brain thinks I'm a dragon.
I have been trying to square this circle for years. Since around the 2000's, when I first made contact with the Internet, I would look in on the otherkin community, and the draconic community nested inside it, and I would think, man. I wish I could believe that. I wish I could believe that souls were real, and that I had one, and that it was a dragon, and that's why I was so odd. For quite a while, I just explained it as a furry fandom thing. Sure, yes, my fursona is feral, but ferals are furries, too. This is still true! I'm still in furry fandom, and my dragonself still acts as my fursona. But they are also, in a deeper sense, me.
I'm a secular pagan. I don't think gods exist, and I don't think magic is literally real. I can't really cast a curse on shitty charities. The moon's a big shiny rock. It doesn't care if I roar at it when the sun reflects off it just so and I can see the whole of its tidally locked face.
But my dragon brain doesn't know that. It likes the big shiny rock. It likes little shiny rocks, too. It likes to light things on fire, and considers this a sacred act, both bringing destruction to noxious things and bringing honour to things worthy of it. It likes to growl and hiss when things annoy it. It likes to collect things, to have a hoard. It likes to range around its territory, keeping an eye on what's around in what season. It finds it frustrating that its wings don't seem to work at all, and its other limbs barely better. It wants its tail back. It wants its fire breath.
I'm autistic. Sometimes speaking is hard, and I growl and hiss when things annoy me. I like to collect things related to my special interests; I have a sprawling collection of cetacean, Nintendo, and SEGA figurines, as well as lots of little animal figures. Plushies, too, and videogames, and books. I do wildlife photography, as well, marking who's around in what seasons. This is, to my frustration, limited a lot by waning energy because of chronic health problems.
If backed into a corner, to say what I really believe, of course I'm a human. It is in my DNA, expressed in a bipedal body plan, five fingers on the forelimbs only, nails and not claws, no wings, no muzzle, no tail, short neck, skin and fur instead of scales. Not even any horns. I find this frustrating, but it is what it is. I also find it frustrating when people call me 'she' and not 'they', and that really there is no feasible gender presentation that would guarantee that strangers would use the right word. The best I can hope for is that people will read the 'they/them' button on my hat, or otherwise call me 'he'. Still wrong, but at least novel.
I honestly think my draconic identity developed when I was younger as a way to explain why I was so weird. I have never been normal. I will never be normal. As an adult, I have fancy words like "autism" and "anxiety and depression secondary to post-traumatic stress disorder" and "seasonal affective disorder" to explain why I'm abnormal.
But a part of my brain, I think the same one that still believes in magic and deities even though I don't, tilts its head, then grins a sharp grin and says, "Cool story, bro. I'm still a dragon."
I generally have, for any given of my eccentricities, the philosophical materialist explanation (generally that I am either brainweird in some way or another or am playing pretend for placebo purposes to manage executive function etc.) and the dragon explanation (generally what the pretend play revolves around). But - and this is hard to explain - it isn't exactly playing pretend, either. It's me.
When I'm pretending to be Link, either playing a Zelda game or writing Zelda fanfic, Link isn't me. I might be inhabiting him as an actor, but he isn't me. When I play Animal Crossing, and I'm playing a character named after me, that's closer. It's me but greater. Me but more. Me existing in a life I wish I could have.
When I put on my mask, when I sit and daydream about the multiverse-hopping shenanigans I get up to, when I hiss at someone startling me by getting into my space, that's me. I'm not a dragon, I'm a human wearing a mask, daydreaming, hissing because "back the fuck off!" isn't allowed in the workplace.
Yeah. Cool story, bro.
I am still a dragon.
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lurkdragonstuff · 2 months
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An ambitious Fae gets a job as a receptionist. After all, what better way to have a ton of people willingly give you their name?
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lurkdragonstuff · 2 months
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The reason why Pokemon Black, specifically, is my favourite mainline Pokemon game is because N as the Hero of Ideals and Hilda/Hilbert as the Hero of Truth makes a lot more sense to me than the other way around.
I certainly can make the opposite Tao Dragon matchup work, but it feels... I don't know, less thematically appropriate to me? The crux of N's character revolves around his ideals: at the start of the game he's wrong because his ideals are warped, but they're still his ideals. The player character, meanwhile, helps show him the truth of how the world actually is.
Flip it around and I suppose you could say it as: N's world is the only truth he's ever known, and the player character shows him that striving for the ideal of mutually respectful Pokemon and human interactions is a worthy thing, but... eh, I don't know. As I say, it doesn't have the same thematic punch to it for me.
Neither N's personal ideals nor his personal truth survive the end of the game. His conception of his place in the world, his plan to make the world better for Pokemon, even his relationship with his family: it's all irrevocably changed.
But while N's personal ideals are shaken, they're still there and are still more or less N-shaped. At his core, his ideal world is one where Pokemon are free from abuse. Before and after losing to the player character, that ideal remains the same: he's simply changed his mind on how best to make it a reality.
His personal truth, on the other hand? That feels more like it was completely shattered. He isn't a king, he's just some guy with a knack for talking to Pokemon. Pokemon largely don't want to be separated from humans. His father wasn't in it to make the world a better place: he's a cruel piece of shit who never cared about N or his dream, except insofar as he could use N for his own ambitions.
N's heart was in the right place, but he had the wrong facts to a ruinous degree.
Isn't that the epitome of a Hero of Ideals who needs a Hero of Truth to temper him?
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lurkdragonstuff · 3 months
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This sounds like fun. Hit me up!
If you know my writing better/as well, tell me what my artstyle is in that medium, too, and we'll see if I can go one story without my usual.
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lurkdragonstuff · 3 months
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Adding to this because I was reminded of Nintendo being the videogame equivalent of Disney today (ie family friendly stories with cartoonishly evil copyright abuse):
I have a closer relationship with Mario than I do with Mickey. Like, sure, we had Mickey cartoons on TV and stuff, but I've always been more of a videogame person. My first console was an NES, and while I was a Genesis kid and Dreamcast teenager, when SEGA's console manufacturing went under I jumped ship to Nintendo.
I hope whenever Mario falls out of copyright people sell edgy art involving him being ripped apart by demons, too.
Re: Micky Mouse in horror projects apparently getting a bug up people's butts:
I'm not up on whatever projects are in the works, but please understand: some of the impetus for using Mickey in horror projects is a middle finger at the control of corporations.
I don't have any particular beefs with Mickey as a character, but I do have a lot of beefs with him as a symbol. I would love to see him ripped apart by demons or whatever and have someone who isn't Disney make money off it because fuck how out of control copyright is, and fuck how so much of it specifically Disney's fault.
It's catharsis, in the same way as a lot of other horror. It is seeing a Symbol burned in effigy because burning the real thing would be unethical. It's not like we can or should line up the corporate lobbyists, high-ranking corporate officials, rich Disney shareholders, and the like who got us into this situation and execute them. As a group they might be greedy scumbags who are destroying the commons for a single corn chip, but they're still people. Even if I was into the death penalty, and I'm not, "doesn't let people use things that should rightly be the public's domain" doesn't exactly rise to that level.
But there is a lot of real, justified anger at the whole situation with copyright here, and that has to go somewhere. Taking out your intrusive thoughts on fictional characters is a time-honoured and safe way to sublimate anger.
I'm not saying any given project has such high-minded goals in mind, but, like. There is an audience there. Some of that audience is irony-poisoned folks looking for lulz, and some of that audience are folks who want to throttle that fucking mouse because of what he symbolizes. (And some of that audience is just going to be folks curious to see what people do with a new public domain character. The fact that this is where people are going and wasn't particularly when, say, The Great Gatsby fell into the public domain undoubtedly says something interesting.)
If that doesn't do it for you, that is completely fine. I'll probably enjoy more wholesome public domain Mickey Mouse stuff, too. Like I say, I don't have any particular issues with the character as a fictional person. He seems fine.
But for fuck's sake, let people have their chew toy, too. Maybe if Disney hadn't been such a shitty company there wouldn't be this anger to work out, but here we are.
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lurkdragonstuff · 4 months
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Re: Micky Mouse in horror projects apparently getting a bug up people's butts:
I'm not up on whatever projects are in the works, but please understand: some of the impetus for using Mickey in horror projects is a middle finger at the control of corporations.
I don't have any particular beefs with Mickey as a character, but I do have a lot of beefs with him as a symbol. I would love to see him ripped apart by demons or whatever and have someone who isn't Disney make money off it because fuck how out of control copyright is, and fuck how so much of it specifically Disney's fault.
It's catharsis, in the same way as a lot of other horror. It is seeing a Symbol burned in effigy because burning the real thing would be unethical. It's not like we can or should line up the corporate lobbyists, high-ranking corporate officials, rich Disney shareholders, and the like who got us into this situation and execute them. As a group they might be greedy scumbags who are destroying the commons for a single corn chip, but they're still people. Even if I was into the death penalty, and I'm not, "doesn't let people use things that should rightly be the public's domain" doesn't exactly rise to that level.
But there is a lot of real, justified anger at the whole situation with copyright here, and that has to go somewhere. Taking out your intrusive thoughts on fictional characters is a time-honoured and safe way to sublimate anger.
I'm not saying any given project has such high-minded goals in mind, but, like. There is an audience there. Some of that audience is irony-poisoned folks looking for lulz, and some of that audience are folks who want to throttle that fucking mouse because of what he symbolizes. (And some of that audience is just going to be folks curious to see what people do with a new public domain character. The fact that this is where people are going and wasn't particularly when, say, The Great Gatsby fell into the public domain undoubtedly says something interesting.)
If that doesn't do it for you, that is completely fine. I'll probably enjoy more wholesome public domain Mickey Mouse stuff, too. Like I say, I don't have any particular issues with the character as a fictional person. He seems fine.
But for fuck's sake, let people have their chew toy, too. Maybe if Disney hadn't been such a shitty company there wouldn't be this anger to work out, but here we are.
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lurkdragonstuff · 4 months
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Fanart for Ardil the Traveller's The Sword Reforged, specifically a scene from Chapter 17. It's a fantastic Skyward Sword adaptation/fixit fic and you should read it and the rest of the Sword of the Goddess series, which fixes the backstory.
Merry Christmas, Ardil!
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lurkdragonstuff · 4 months
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@sparkylurkdragon submitted for @cas-theghostking:
Hey there, Casper! I heard you like seeing the gang being goofy teenagers with each other, so here’s Sonic and Shadow having a mach speed snowball fight while Tails and Amy sip some cocoa, laughing at their antics!
Have a safe and happy holiday season!
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lurkdragonstuff · 4 months
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Got nostalgic for my old fanvids tonight.
Here's my first and so far only serious attempt at lip-sync, which is of course syncing whale voices to horse lips.
"Stallion of the Cimarron Drift" here is a Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron fanvid backed by "Drift" by SGX, which is an arrangement of "Heart of the Giant" by Spencer Nilsen from the CD version of Ecco: The Tides of Time.
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lurkdragonstuff · 5 months
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A blast from the past! This is from middle school art class - circa 2002 or 2003. Yes, this is a plaster cast of my own face at the time. Closest y'all are getting to a self-portrait of my meatspace face.
I think it must have been after I started at least having the ideas for The Chaos Chronicles - the two Chaos Emeralds chosen for the eyes were Buck's and mine.
Included as well are of course the Triforce and Ecco, possibly the Stream of Time splitting along the nose.
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lurkdragonstuff · 5 months
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...Things are going well!
(Help me I still haven't even finished outlining the initial braindump fffffff)
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lurkdragonstuff · 5 months
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Time for some blasts from the past! I found some art from middle school while reorganising, and while some of it is online, some of it isn't. Until now!
This one is dated April 4th, 2002. I love this. Clearly it's a coloured pencil black-figure pottery assignment with a focus on shading and abstract patterns, but I was Bound And Determined to get my fandoms all over everything. I would not be denied!
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lurkdragonstuff · 5 months
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Time for some blasts from the past! I found some art from middle school while reorganising, and while some of it is online, some of it isn't. Until now!
This one is dated February 19th, 2001. It's my fancharacter Buck the Mewtwo, in what I assume was an assignment related to using different patterns. The chest pattern is meant to be his forepaw and pawprint, I believe.
And yes, that is a Mewtwo. I misread the design as having buckteeth and a scar on the face as a kid, and always gave Buck mobile ears: they're just pricked forward here.
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lurkdragonstuff · 5 months
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Time for some blasts from the past! I found some art from middle school while reorganising, and while some of it is online, some of it isn't. Until now!
This one is dated April 22nd, 2002. I got a B- on it, apparently.
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lurkdragonstuff · 5 months
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100% fatal virus vs. regenerative immortal, ROUND ONE, FIGHT
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"Sick doggy," Ozuma whispered, and the beast's ears pricked. It stumbled around, its head swaying as it tried to pinpoint the sound, white slime dribbling down its slack jaw, and both grandson and grandfather froze. The wanderer moved first, stepping slowly around the corner and glancing around for anything - anything! - he could use as a weapon. "Get. Behind. The house," he whispered. Ozuma whimpered in response, and the sound that came out of the dog was a sound a dog should not have been able to make, a frenzied growl like a chain rattling through rusty gears.
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