I have big No-one Likes My D&D Characters Feelings and I hate this so much. It's worse when you suspect it of your DM.
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I have big No-one Likes My D&D Characters Feelings and I hate this so much. It's worse when you suspect it of your DM.
“We burned our bridges We loved under atomic skies Rejoiced in the hopeless We loved under atomic skies”
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Darkness cries too p.s. I have decided to return the blonde Mairon. He looks so more noble))
I am upset that I still can’t deal with Photoshop’s brushes, and then I leave it and draw Morgoth. Because I’m unpredictable and unstoppable. Probably.
“Two whiskeys on this table” ©
Imagine Mairon scribbling notes and ideas on his arms. One day he runs out of room and uses Melkor’s forearm as a notepad for his ideas for a new war machine or weapon.
This becomes a trend between the two of them, writing ideas on each other’s skin or slipping the other notes for safekeeping. Mairon presses a page torn from a notepad into his hand, stands on his toes to kiss his cheek, and then runs off back to the libraries.
Melkor cherishes each brushstroke of ink on his arm and crumpled piece of parchment in the pocket of his robes. They are little pieces of his Maia’s brilliance, entrusted to him. He will keep them safe.
Whoosh. I feel like shit and that's on me. At least I'm exercising.
I know this is stupid but when this campaign ends (which ofc it is going to end but I get so attached to stories and my OCs a lot) I'll probably be really sad. The problem with OCs is that if you want extra content, you gotta make it all yourself and I'm not good at art or writing really so I feel like I never do them justice. Idk, I just really love my boy and I want to play him forever.
I'm mad at myself for just not being able to focus today. I cant seem to do anything. It sucks.
I’m never going to get that level so I really need to stop.
I really love my OC Nessa. Like I really haven’t felt this strongly about an OC since I was like 14 which is so, so nice. I’m not kidding when I say I think he’s my favourite ever. It’s given me something to cling to through this shitty time.
Seriously, sometimes I get such condescending vibes when talking about some of the game stuff. I am allowed my opinion too LOL
Everything is wrecked.
Princess Entrapta and her maid Hordaks.
wrong Hordak is seems enjoy with his position~̆̈
Lady Scorpia and her handmaid, and the gardener of her castle
[ Horde Prime servant agency ]
There is someone in this picture. It would be fun to find out
P.S. smooch the chef
I'm really upset, poor Hongbin.