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gingermaple · 2 months
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any excuse to draw etho
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bypatia · 2 months
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When A Thousand Splendid Suns said like compass needle that points north, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman; and when it said, a man's heart is a wretched, wretched thing. It isn't like a mother's womb. It won't bleed. It won't stretch to make room for you; and when it said, I will follow you to the ends of the world; when it said it always falls on the sober to pay for the sins of the drunk; when it said And I wrote you. Volumes. Volumes; and when it said but the game involves only male names. Because, if it's a girl, Laila has already named her; when it said One last time, Mariam did as she was told; and when it-
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kupahdraws · 1 year
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i dont think i posted the other doodles on here but ehmm i like his design alot
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rosegardenofeden · 8 days
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So the newest Ep of Fantasy High whips major ass and part of that is due to the fact that I feel like it's every high level party/GMs dream to have one battle where PCs get to juice themselves up as much as they possibly can with so many different effects and prepared actions, with full knowledge that all that really matters is lasting as long as possible and fucking the most shit up, literally not even caring about Death, while the GM gets to throw countless hordes of fun context-free monsters that the players can use all of their super rare abilities and knowledge to decimate in full knowledge that beating all of them is nearly impossible, therefore never feeling fucked over when the party zero-to-deaths your monster before its even their turn. Pure smashing their toys together. While having a standardized test. Incredible.
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mothwingwritings · 29 days
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Green
F!Reader X Strade
Really original name for this one, major kudos to me for that one. B)
Here’s another little Strade thing. I remember reading somewhere on Gato’s blog that his fav color is green so this was born from that. I honestly may have made that up in my head though so if I did just pretend it’s true. :)
Anyway, it’s just another little ficlet while I work on some little stuff. I hope you all enjoy and thank you, as always, for reading. (。˃ ᵕ �� )⸝♡
THIS IS 18+ ONLY PLEASE!!!
Warnings: Mentions of noncon, torture, abuse, (briefly) suicide, and imprisonment.
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Green was your favorite color.
You can’t really remember what originally attracted you to it, whether it was that you genuinely enjoyed the shade or if you were just trying to be cool and not pick a color that was overly ‘girly’. But after years of placing it on a pedestal, dubbing it your favorite amongst all other colors, your affection for it had remained solid.
Whenever you bought an item, whether it was something little or an object that was pricier, you always checked to see if it came in green. The walls of your childhood bedroom were coated in the color, and when you moved out on your own and were in charge of your own interior decorating, green was what you chose to paint most of the rooms.  You adorned yourself in it, green being the prominent color in your wardrobe and jewelry collection. Sweaters, dresses, pants- at least one of each came in green. Even a vast array of your makeup was dedicated to the color, matching perfectly with whatever outfit you donned yourself in should you feel the urge to get a little more gussied up.
And on the night you met Strade green was one of the first things you talked about.
After he introduced himself you complimented his shirt. Or at least that’s how you remember it, the night itself had become a bit of a blur. You were shy by nature and not used to people ambling up to you for conversation, let alone at a bar (someplace you only went because you were meeting up with friends and just happened to arrive the earliest). You awkwardly tripped over your words, flustered by the man who had welcomed himself so easily into your space, taking the seat across from you so naturally it was as if he was the friend you had been waiting for.
After a preliminary exchanging of greetings and light pleasantries, an uncomfortable silence lingered between the two of you. He seemed perfectly content just being in your presence, sipping his beer with a twinkle in his eye as he watched you fidget and squirm through the forced interaction. You must have checked your phone at least a hundred times in hopes of an update, grimacing when one finally arrived in the form of a text stating your friends were stuck in traffic and probably wouldn’t be at the bar for at least another thirty minutes.
Your new companion’s unwavering stare coupled with the suffocating and boisterous atmosphere of the bar was starting to do a number on you. You contemplated hiding in the bathroom, but you weren’t too keen on sitting in a dimly lit, poorly maintained stall for a half hour while you waited on your friends. And if you dipped in there for a little bit just to find some reprieve, you’d still be facing the same situation when you came back out.
So mustering your courage, you decided to try and take some initiative in an attempt to make things a little less awkward.
“Um, I like your shirt,” you spoke just loud enough that he could hear you over the noise of the other patrons.  Though you were overcome with nerves, you figured it best to lead a conversation with a compliment. Who doesn’t like to receive praise, even for something as trivial as a garment? “It’s a nice color, green is my favorite.”
Instant embarrassment caused your cheeks to flush. The words sounded a lot less childish in your head, and you chided yourself over how silly it sounded as soon as they left your lips. What kind of adult starts a conversation at a bar by talking about their favorite color? What were you, five?
But he laughed warmly, genuinely pleased by your comment, dispelling all feelings of bashfulness. At the time you liked the way his laugh sounded, warm and inviting as it fooled you into thinking that maybe he actually could become your friend.
“Thanks, and good choice,” he shot you a lopsided smile, raising his half-full mug to you. “Green’s my favorite, too.”
It was funny in a tragic sort of way, how something that you used to enjoy so much now just filled you with cold, deep, dread.
Now you could only associate green with pain. Green reminded you of his arms, constricting and choking you, squeezing you within an inch of your life as he dragged you away from the last semblance of normalcy you’d ever experience. Green reminded you of his chest, smothering you, muffling your screams as he tested out his newest weapon on you- the green handle of his knife getting stained with red splatters, your blood coating it as he carved into you with reckless abandon.
Green reminded you of the carpet in his bedroom, where he would hold you down after he finished brutalizing some poor soul in his basement, still high off his kill as he fucked you long and hard, getting off to your cries of pain as he spilled himself deep inside of you. Green reminded you of the bedsheets you would snatch off his bed, cocooning them around your body for a false sense of security, creating a flimsy shield against the rest of the world. Every night when you fell asleep nestled inside of them, Strade not far from your side, you wondered if one day he may use them to strangle you. You wondered if maybe that would be for the best, if you just never woke up again.
Green used to be yours, a color that loved ones and friends used to associate with you.  A color you used to look at and see yourself in. A color that used to bring you joy.
Now all it reminded you of was Strade and just how much of yourself you had lost to him.
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pixiemage · 1 year
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There's something funny about the fact that, should they win their respective polls this round, the next round could end up pitting the Flower Husbands against each other lmao. Meanwhile, the only way for the Ranchers to be opponents is for them to BOTH make it to the final round which (sorry) isn't likely...so even in the MCYTblr Sexyman Polls, Team Rancher somehow remains no-conflict.
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carlyraejepsans · 6 months
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hey, sorry people are being dicks, i hope you have a good day. :/
i did actually. even got to see my family again for the first time since i moved out. i missed my bro
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balestrra · 6 months
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Aziracrow?? more like.... azirac(r)owpokes
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Udhsjjejej
You and flippy are BOTH, intense book readers, kit, are a danger to the town, and are (at certain moments when talking abt flippy) are strong to a point its un human (u guys aren't humans but whatever)
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And that's why I think you two should kiss-
*gets hit by a truck*
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py6oto · 6 months
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birth
a poem
it's my day
pyto birth!
i am older now!!!!
Splendid.
2023.10.13
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pansear-doodles · 11 months
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after watching spiderverse ive projected rw fandom hunters wherein like- much like each and every spiderman HAS to lose a loved one, each and every hunter HAS to have rot and a hunter without one (when theyre supposed to by intent) is like ?????? to all the other hunters because they be all like "shit that cant be happening bruh" and they try to see the issue and then be like "bro youre supposed to have a disease"
but then they would probably then realize "oh ok i guess your creator didnt give you rot or smthn" and some would probably be jealous
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giddlygoat · 3 months
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sry for the out of the blue ask but your art is so freaking gorgeous i am seriously floored!!! i was wondering if you would share how you get that lovely grain texture in your drawings because it's like a visual stim to me. i love it!!! hope you have a wonderful day <3
thank you so much!! this ask has totally made my day 🫶🌟
i’ve recently become obsessed with the stock procreate Noise Brush. i’m using it for rendering a lot right now because i like how abstract it is and it pairs well with rough sketches.
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the above sketch looks way more complete and 3D despite still being my first draft!
i also use the stock procreate Dry Ink brush because it blends nicely with the noise brush but lays down a much denser line, so it’s good for coloring in large spaces while still keeping that painted look.
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these hands were inked with Ink Bleed because i love the crunchy texture of that brush. it has a very nice sketchy quality that can still produce some really precise lines.
as for rendering with the noise brush, i like to do each big block-in on a separate layer. i lay down a bulky shadow with noise and carve out wherever the light hits the surface using a dry ink eraser. that way, it looks nice and stenciled. when i like my new shadow, i usually combine it down to the main shadow layer for simplicity’s sake, and begin a new layer for the next shadow. this is so that i can easily erase and create the perfect gradients without affecting the pre-existing shadows.
i’m always happy to share my techniques and talk about them! i’m always learning new things and changing how i do things and i have no ten commandments lawl. i’m glad you say the noise is like a visual stim because it’s the same way for me, it’s so satisfying! i hope this is helpful :’D
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tatzlyip · 10 months
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i wanted to at least doodle this meme this month so here
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neztchi · 1 year
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Shrimpy fashion show for when vil eventually gets to them and creates little hats and ties for them! Epel cackling and Rook being his usual in awe self.
Shrimpy fashion show was a smash hit!
It's just too bad not everyone could fully appreciate the beauty in clothed crustaceans lol
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spruce-boat · 2 years
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The Deities' Temple
@quartzcraft-mc's new spawn 💎
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