Trinkets And Treasures For Everyday Adventures @chaospixiemagic - Tumblr Blog

enough men with dead wife syndrome. i want women fresh out of toxic divorces venting their feelings through bloodbaths and john wick action sequences

devinellekurtz

"Sheltering the Littlest Flames" A piece created to to be a limited edition print that comes with the Kickstarter exclusive deluxe edition of my new artbook. The campaign (click) launches Tuesday the 21st!

yuumei-art

Spring is almost here and all the snow has melted in Sweden! I'm excited to see what plants will grow in the garden. A little fox 🦊 visited our yard the other night so I've been dreaming of it wandering through the forest and bringing spring 🌱🌷🌼🌹🌻

The inspo photo I took!

The daring little fox looking for kibbles missed by the dogs

Painting process~

writing-prompt-s

The only limit on a wizards power is how fast they can clearly speak their incantations. You feel incredibly lucky. Coming from a long line of auctioneers, speaking fast and clear is your forte.

biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist

love how no one on this site says "doctor frankenstein" anymore. his name is VICTOR and he is UNLICENSED

slytherverse

i say this in all seriousness, a great way to resist the broad cultural shift of devaluing curiosity and critical thinking is to play my favorite game, Hey What Is That Thing

you play it while walking around with friends and if you see something and don't know what it is or wonder why its there, you stop and point and say Hey What Is That Thing. and everyone speculates about it. googling it is allowed but preferably after spending several minutes guessing or asking a passerby about it

weird structures, ambiguous signs, unfamiliar car modifications, anything that you can't immediately understand its function. eight times out of ten, someone in the group actually knows, and now you know!

a few examples from me and my friends the past few weeks: "why is there a piece of plywood sticking out of that pond in a way that looks intentional?" (its a ramp so squirrels that fall in to the pond can climb out) • "my boss keeps insisting i take a vacation of nine days or more, thats so specific" (you work at a bank, banks make employees take vacation in long chunks so if youre stealing or committing fraud, itll be more obvious) • "why does this brick wall have random wooden blocks in it" (theres actually several reasons why this could be but we asked and it was so you could nail stuff to the wall) • "most of these old factories we drive past have tinted windows, was that just for style?" (fun fact the factory owners realized that blue light keeps people awake, much like screen light does now, so they tinted the windows blue to keep workers alert and make them work longer hours)

been playing this game for a long time and ive learned (and taught) a fuckton about zoning laws, local history, utilities (did you know you can just go to your local water treatment plant and ask for a tour and if they have a spare intern theyll just give you a tour!!!) and a whole lot of fun trivia. and now suddenly you're paying more attention when youre walking around, thinking about the reasons behind every design choice in the place you live that used to just be background noise. and it fuckin rules.

luna-azzurra

Tips for Writing Injuries

✧ Broken ribs suck. You don’t just “walk it off.” Breathing hurts. Laughing hurts. Existing hurts. Characters with rib injuries won’t be doing heroic sprints.

✧ Concussions aren’t instant naps. Dazed vision, nausea, dizziness, maybe even personality changes, but they’re not going to collapse neatly like in the movies.

✧ Blood loss is sneaky. It’s not just about dramatic pools of blood. It’s dizziness, confusion, and the body getting cold as circulation tanks.

✧ Adrenaline lies. Someone can take a serious injury and not feel it until the fight’s over. That “I didn’t realize I was bleeding until later” trope? Very real.

✧ Twisted ankles are brutal. One bad step and suddenly running is off the table. Even walking hurts like hell. Perfect way to ground a chase scene.

✧ Burns linger. Even small burns hurt more than most people expect. Blisters, infection risk, constant pain, it’s not just a cool scar later.

✧ Dislocated shoulders = useless arm. Characters can’t keep swinging a sword or firing a gun. They’re basically fighting one-armed until it’s fixed.

✧ Shock is a thing. Pale skin, trembling, rapid heartbeat, and eventually disorientation. A character might not even realize how bad their wound is.

✧ Stitches aren’t magic. Getting sewn up is painful and recovery takes time. They’re not instantly battle-ready after a needle and thread.

✧ Scars tell stories. Some fade, some don’t. Some stay sensitive forever. Don’t forget the aftermath when the wound becomes part of the character.

skeletomez

chaospixiemagic

Hey this was rudely specific to me exactly right now and honestly how dare you

#writing #writing humor #writers on tumblr #help me what is sleep #my muse is named Insomnia

evilwizard

i have hidden a golden ticket in one of my posts, and whoever finds it will get to go on a Marvelous Tour of my Whimsical Tower in which I Will Not Kill You and You Will Not Be Killed .

evilwizard

you will Not be chopped up and used for spell components, let me make that clear

evilwizard

ignore the Doompa Loompas

dieuwt

Doompa Loompa Gloomity Grain

The tower's a trap and they'll cut you in twain

Doompa Loompa Wiggity Woo

The spells in these books run on pieces of you!

evilwizard

could you guys shut tf up for once

Sometimes I am painfully reminded how much I missed out on by not being a Tumblr girlie because WHAT DO YOU MEAN I JUST HEARD “THE GOD OF AREPO” FOR THE FIRST TIME AT 36 YEARS OLD?! Why was this not a CORE PART OF MY YOUTH?! Why was this not LORE I GOT TO PARTICIPATE IN?!

#god of arepo #writing tumblr #help I feel so out of place here

thepromiscuousfinger

chaifootsteps

#Please little bird

meriwetherwrites

I love that the modern-day tumblr post equivalent of chain emails only requires me to reblog a relatively pleasant image instead of forward an email to a bunch of my friends and family members to quell my raging anxiety.