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@castledourmaid
✨build your dream apartment and I’ll tell you what you need in 2021✨
“involuntary mud bath”
Send “involuntary mud bath” for my muse to push yours into a mud puddle.
It had been raining all day, not uncommon for a place like Skyrim but that didn’t mean Tullius was used to it by any means or that the dark dreary clouds and the small amounts of sun wasn’t beginning to wear on him. So he had to admit he was relieved when Menelri agreed to come with him while he ran errands, she was delightful to have around and her company would certainly brighten the rainy day. However, if Tullius had the gift of foresight he certainly wouldn’t have brought her down to the stables where it seemed to lack any competent handler and a handful of new antsy horses.
He was speaking to one of the grooms when a commotion began in the back of the barn. Tullius didn’t pay much attention to it until the shouts grew louder and suddenly a large chestnut stallion came barreling out of the stable and straight towards them. Had the ground not been soft and unstable with the constant rain Tullius was certain that when he grabbed and pushed Menelri out of way, they wouldn’t have lost their footing and she wouldn’t have landed back in a ice cold mud puddle with him awkwardly on top of her.
Tullius cursed under his breath when he realized that even though it was just really his hands and knees soaked and muddy, the poor womer that had been kind enough to join him was no doubt almost entirely soaked to the bone. While everyone else scrambled to chase after and rein in the escaped horse he quickly lifted himself up and offered her his hand. “My deepest apologies my dear, please let me help you get you back to Castle Dour.”
So much for a nice stroll in the rain with her lover by her side. She was looking forward for this day to spend time with the general since he has been busy with the war effort. Water and mud soak through her thin blouse, good thing she wore a tank top underneath but it didn’t stop the rest of her skin from showing through. The womer sent a glare at the stable hand that was still reining the horse back to its stable and took Tullius’s hand. Her feet are slowly sinking into the mud and Menelri struggles to keep her balance.
“It’s okay, darling. It’s not your fault.”, she stated. She was tempted to curse off at the stable hands but deep down she knew that it wasn’t their fault either. Well, maybe... Regardless, she stepped away from the mud puddle and allowed Tullius to guide her to the castle, where she can change real quick.
Here’s my updated commission post. Prices have changed just a little. Hopefully we can find something to your liking! As per usual, if there are any questions, please let me know. :)
MORE EXAMPLES
Bust: Flat | Painting | Painting w/ Background
Half: Painting | Painting | Painting w/ 2 Characters
Full: Flat | Painting | Painting w/ 2 Characters and Background
PAYMENT & COMPLETION
- Paypal invoice or Venmo
- Paid in full before I send you the final draft. I’ll always show a sketch or a WIP to make sure everything looks good.
- Typically takes 3-8 days depending on complexity.
WHAT I WILL DRAW
- OCs, canon characters, most ships from any fandom, D&D, etc.
- Most humanoid creatures, like demons, sprites, tieflings, etc.
- Slightly NSFW (18+ only)
WHAT I WON’T DRAW
- Hardcore NSFW (Somewhat negotiable. Ask me!)
- Anthro/Furry/Mech, which comes down to my skill level.
- Underage ships in any suggestive way.
— Thank you so much in advance! If you can’t swing a commission right now, please consider buying me a ko-fi or reblogging the post!
Hey my paycheck was absolutely abysmal because of having to take time off work due to medical AND family issues, and I am going to be a bit short on bills!! I’ll be about $50 short.
Even if you can’t commission please consider reblogging
pokemon fans tell me ur first ever shiny. red gyrados doesnt count. mine was bidoof (by accident) lol
Numb // Linkin Park 80s Remix
I didn’t know how much I needed this until I heard it.
The original song is how depression felt at first, this version is how it feels now
@l-heure-du-the this is so VIOLENTLY your fucking aesthetic
From “… nothing matters…” to “NOTHING MATTERS! :D”
LOVE THIS
@herbertweeest 🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤
Today is the only day ever for the rest of time that you can reblog this
I can’t let an opportunity like this pass me by…
happy ace day everyone!!!!
❝ no one’s ever done that to me before. ❞
“Done what… kissed you?” His brows raised in surprise as he looked down at her, still very close and with a hand lightly cupping her cheek. A sudden unwanted pang of guilt then concern had Tullius wondering if he’d misunderstood. Had he just done something awful, something that, Gods forbid, had crossed a line, or something that would cause the poor mer discomfort or give her reason to be upset with him?
“I’m sorry,” he offered simply, his words soft as he let his hand fall away and started to pull back to give her room to breathe.
castledourmaid:
Menelri was a bit shocked at how he mistaken her surprise for offense. The mer cursed herself for reacting the way she did and for not having her desires come across correctly. She wanted to kiss him for so long, she had loved him for so long. She didn’t want him to walk away, she’s not going to let him. Menelri grabbed Tullius’s wrist to turn him around, a crimson shade present on her elven face.
“I-I’m sorry f-for not making myself c-clear, Tullius.”, she stammered before planting her lips onto his, wrapping her arms around his neck. Gods, she had wanted to do this for so long.
He barely felt the sense of relief before she was pulling him back into a kiss, his heart leaping into his throat and his face uncontrollably heating up. He felt like a much younger and shyer man and certainly not an aged General with a fearsome reputation, though he certainly wasn’t complaining about feeling this way if it was her doing.
“Please don’t apologize, I could have simply asked instead,” he spoke quietly once they parted, a soft almost bashful smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, “I seem to act more impulsively around you and I assure you I will try to be more… tempered in the future, if that’s what you’d like.”
“No need, sir.”, she said with a smirk before she went back into kissing him firmly on the lips, letting the general know that he is wanted. That she had been thinking about doing this for such a long time that the thought of pulling away now would be too much. No, she needed him. Menelri pulls him closer to her body, making her body feel a bit hotter. She surprisingly feels very confident now that her feelings are reciprocated.
“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”
Menelri’s head hurts like no other, doesn’t help that her surroundings are all a blur in her vision. She also notice how the rest of her body feels like it’s on fire. The voice she’s hearing is muffled and echo-y, but she still listened. That would explain why her armor feels like it’s sticking to her body. Menelri could only slur out “Wha’ happen’” as she struggled to keep her eyes opened.
A quiet curse falls from the Argonian’s lips as he calls his staff to his hands. He wasn’t as skilled with restoration magicks as he was the inherent destructive power he was born with, but it would have to do. The tip of the staff would glow softly, as he hovers it over the wound to the Bosmer’s head.
“...Easy now. Took a nasty blow to the head from some thug screaming about ‘Skyrim belonging to the Nords’. Probably just a drunkard, but he’s been taken care of...”
He figured he’d rather omit the part where he’d rounded the corner to find her attacker kicking her while she was down... But slowly, the bleeding would stop, just managing to get her head wound to look more like a really bad bruise rather than an attempt to throw stones at some random Bosmer.
“That should take care of the bleeding, but we should get you to a proper healer, rather than an amateur like myself. Can you stand?”
Her head feels like it’s healing up, not quickly and not completely but at the very least her headache isn’t as bad as it was before. The rest of her body is slowly healing as well, the pain subsiding to a muffled, dull ache. As for whether or not she could stand is a different matter, her vision is still spinning and making her dizzy. “I-I’m sorry but I’m not sure that I can.”, she meekly apologized. Menelri never liked burdening others but this is one of those cases where she doesn’t have much of a choice.
❝ no one’s ever done that to me before. ❞
“Done what... kissed you?” His brows raised in surprise as he looked down at her, still very close and with a hand lightly cupping her cheek. A sudden unwanted pang of guilt then concern had Tullius wondering if he’d misunderstood. Had he just done something awful, something that, Gods forbid, had crossed a line, or something that would cause the poor mer discomfort or give her reason to be upset with him?
“I’m sorry,” he offered simply, his words soft as he let his hand fall away and started to pull back to give her room to breathe.
Menelri was a bit shocked at how he mistaken her surprise for offense. The mer cursed herself for reacting the way she did and for not having her desires come across correctly. She wanted to kiss him for so long, she had loved him for so long. She didn’t want him to walk away, she’s not going to let him. Menelri grabbed Tullius’s wrist to turn him around, a crimson shade present on her elven face.
“I-I’m sorry f-for not making myself c-clear, Tullius.”, she stammered before planting her lips onto his, wrapping her arms around his neck. Gods, she had wanted to do this for so long.
“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”
Menelri’s head hurts like no other, doesn’t help that her surroundings are all a blur in her vision. She also notice how the rest of her body feels like it’s on fire. The voice she’s hearing is muffled and echo-y, but she still listened. That would explain why her armor feels like it’s sticking to her body. Menelri could only slur out “Wha’ happen’” as she struggled to keep her eyes opened.
GENERAL
“Can you walk?”
“How did this happen?”
“What the hell happened?”
“I hit my head.”
“Did you hit your head?”
“Can you hear me?”
“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!”
“Come on, stay with me!”
“No no no no no!”
“You shot me!”
“I didn’t mean to shoot you!”
“You stabbed me!”
“I didn’t mean to stab you!”
“Take the knife out!”
“Don’t take the knife out!”
“It was an accident!”
“That/this wasn’t an accident!”
“That looks broken.”
“I think my leg/arm is broken.”
“That doesn’t look good.”
“Am I going to die?”
“You’re not going to die!”
“Calm down!”
“Don’t panic!”
“I can’t help you if you don’t let me!”
BLOOD
“Are you bleeding?”
“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”
“Is that blood?”
“Whose blood is that?”
“That’s a lot of blood.”
“Do you know how to get bloodstains out?”
“Why do you know how to get bloodstains out?”
“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.”
“Don’t move, you’re losing blood!”
“I won’t let you bleed out!”
“You have blood on your face.”
“I swear to god, if you get blood on me…”
“What’s your blood type?”
“Why in the hell would you need to know my blood type?”
WOUNDS
“That cut is nasty.”
“You have a massive gash in your arm/leg!’
“Don’t touch it!”
“Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse!”
“I’ll get some bandages.”
“You’re going to need stitches.”
“That looks infected…”
“Did you get bit by something?”
“There’s no exit wound, the bullet is still in you.”
“There’s an exit wound, the bullet went through you.”
AFTERCARE
“How are you feeling?”
“How does it feel?”
“It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.”
“Let’s go home.”
“I just want to go home.”
“Let’s get you into the bathtub.”
“We need to change your bandages soon.”
“Get some sleep, okay?”
“You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”
“I’ll check up on you in a bit.”
“You’re going to be fine. I promise.”
Identifying fascists and their friends on tumblr
Most important step--who do they reblog from? If they reblog from fascists, they're a fascist. Look out for the following things in URLs/bios/posts. If you see it, it MIGHT be unintentional, but 95% of the time the person is a reactionary.
NOT A COMPLETE LIST. More can be found on the Anti-Defamation League's website. Feel free to add your own.
Antisemitic Dogwhistles:
(((Triple parentheses)))--used by antisemites to identify Jewish names
"Cultural Marxists"--means Jews
"The mysterious, wealthy elites"--means Jews
"Powerful satanic pedophiles"--means Jews
"XYZ Jew or rich person is secretly a lizard/robot/alien"--hearkens to the Jews control the world narrative
Generalized statements about Israel as a major global power/influencing the US
"Controlled media"
"International bankers"
Referencing "certain people on the east coast of the US"
"New York intellectual"
"Dual loyalty"
Overt fixation on the Rothschilds/George Soros
Depictions of unlikeable people as having hooded eyelids, dark curly hair, large hooked noses
"Controlling the masses, puppet master, mastermind"
References to or depictions of the happy merchant
ZOG/Zionist Occupied Government
Nonspecific language and rhetoric often used by fascists/friends of fascists:
Cumbrain
Smoothbrain--eugenicist phrasing
Correcting for overpopulation--ecofascist rhetoric
Degenerate
Social Darwinism/survival of the fittest/natural selection
Traditional values
Symbology to double check:
Scandinavian symbology (inc. Norse runes)
American front cross
Celtic cross
Depictions of German soldiers (w/ or w/o swastika)
Imperial German flag
Iron Cross
Eagle (akin to Nazi eagle)
Pepe the Frog (for real)
Wojak (paying attention to any other symbols added to it or showing a deformed head/damaged brain)
URLs + Self-identifiers to be wary of:
Trad/traditional/traditionalist
Monarchist
Punished
Risen
Nationalist
Crucified
Aryan
Unforgiven
Patriarch
Patriot
Fallen
Chad
Egalitarian
Unrepentant
Prussia/Prussian
Liberty
Anglican
Catholicism/saints/church (yep)
Numbers to look at:
83
14 88 (together or individually)
Please reblog this because some of you put fascists on my dashboard unwittingly and I need you to Know... You need to Look...
Can I add the fact that they try very hard to discredit posts exactly like this one by calling them “paranoid” or “delusional” but what they really mean is that they genuinely thought these memes and slogans were brilliantly subtle and actually thought nobody else in the whole world was smart or observant?
FFS Egalitarian does NOT mean fascist it usually means former feminist women who have been chased out of feminist spaces for calling out the toxicity of the movement. And they started using Egalitarian because “anti-feminism” made them sound like misogynists... which they weren’t because they were literally calling out misogynistic feminists.
While most of these are fascist buzzwords, Egalitarian isn’t.
//As someone who delved deep into Norse mythology and culture I can confirm they use runes and tattoo words such as 'skinhead' on their bodies in runes. They've stolen sacred heritage and still continue to use it.
It makes me sick.
Please be careful and watch out, here's an article which could be helpful.
send me ‘ RESCUE! ‘ for your muse to save mine from a trap
send me ‘ RESCUE REVERSE! ‘ for mine to save yours
Yeah don’t do this.
Reblog if you have the mental illness and have never stormed the US Capitol in attempt to subvert democracy
Happy new year