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Cosimo Galluzzi
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
JBB: An Artblog!
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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if i look back, i am lost
Today's Document
Mike Driver
Kaledo Art
we're not kids anymore.
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@nauticalmoose
Vilkas is a smartass who tends to correct his brother on everything, so Farkas has taken it on himself to occasionally say/ask REALLY stupid things because it’s fun watching him try to correct him, but can’t because Farkas isn’t TECHNICALLY wrong.
“Is sand called sand because it’s between sea and land?”
“There are more nipples in the world than people.”
“If a bunch of Khajiit jump on each other, is it still called a dogpile?”
for http://nauticalmoose.tumblr.com/ of their Character Avienne she’s a nut in the best of ways
“My Dragonborn girl is basically the result of what happens when you stick a stupid horned helmet on a dinky shitty annoying trembly chihuahua and tell it it’s a big deal and can take down bears or some shitThis literally just occurred to me and it makes the stupid fic I’m writing about her about 1000000000000000000x funnier with that mental image in my head”
Literally the best fucking commission I’ve bought in years.
“Go to Skyrim, they said. You’ll love it here, they said.”
“I JUST CAME TO SKYRIM TO HAVE A GOOD TIME AND I’M HONESTLY FEELING SO ATTACKED RIGHT NOW”
You know, when you really think about it, Ulfric Stormcloak is basically the Donald Trump of Tamriel.
i guess shads adopted Clarance at some point, and enrolled him in human school you know what that meansssss ITS PARENT TEACHER MEETING TIME! “ NO IM SURE MY CHILD DID NOT EAT THOSE HOCKEY PUCKS”
“And I’m sure any of the kids could have built a nest out of the sticks and giant parachute Stop being so dragon racist, school system! “
“He was not cheating! He’s just got… special eyes! “
i typo’d shads name as DADS and this is the things our brains spawned.
http://shadsasaur.tumblr.com/
Dragonborn: *gives Farkas two ebony armors, a daedric greatsword and a glass warhammer* Four for you Farkas, you go, Farkas!
Vilkas: !
Dragonborn: And none for Vilkas, bye!
Basically my Dragonborn in a nutshell.
Poor Vilkas. ('Cept he's an asshole though so eeeeevs)
[Nervous laughter] Whaddya mean I don't care about the Greybeards? I have nothing but respect for Armchair, Borring, The Other One and— [Squints at smeared ink on palm] — ... Wolfjob.
> Getting back to Jorrvaskr after a quest > Start sorting junk from my inventory into Bag of Holding mod > Accidentally move EVERYTHING from the Bag of Holding into my normal inventory > Farkas' reaction when I'm suddenly overencumbered with about 12,000 pounds of junk I've been hoarding since I started this character YOU CAN'T JUDGE ME, FARKAS. I DON'T HAVE A HOARDING PROBLEM, YOU HAVE A HOARDING PROBLEM.
WHADDYA AT, TUMBLR
don’t think I didn’t notice a bunch of you b’ys followin me I’m Moose, the scatterbrained Canadian whose life is being completely consumed by dumb Skyrim-related bullcrap Like 99% of what I post here is gonna be Skyrim-related (mostly Farkas because fluffy manly werewolf husbando aww yiss) and so like I’m sorry in advance I’m actually really boring but I’ll try to entertain you
So This One Time, At Bard Camp...
So I only just discovered that the Bard’s College in Solitude is a thing (even if their questline-- not that you can even call it that tbh-- is complete disappointing garbage tbh) Avienne is a bard from Senchal. Like, she fights dragons and talks tough shit and gets into brawls and fights all the time but she’s always considered herself a bard and musician first and foremost-- that’s her life, that’s what she grew up in, it’s her passion and her calling and yadda-yadda, fuck the whole being-The-Last-Dragonborn-of-prophecy shit, Bard Is Life, and so on. So now I’m just picturing her having this complete and total meltdown outside the College all like “I HAVE FOUND MY PEOPLE” and then The Companions don’t see her for months or whatever because she just kind of kicks the College’s door down and refuses to leave until the Headmaster lets her enroll. And then when she finally graduates and gets back to Whiterun all she can talk about is “SO THIS ONE TIME, AT BARD CAMP” and everyone just kind of starts wondering if it’s too late to kick her out and make Vilkas their Harbinger instead or something
I realized I never actually uploaded the colored version of the sketch I did forever ago of Avienne (or... The half that I did, anyway. Couldn’t get my scanner to work and cellphone pics make it look all wonky so I was like, eh fuck it and only did the top half, lol) Fun fact about Avie: When she was a little kid growing up by the docks in Senchal, she pissed off a traveling wizard by constantly bugging him about something he was really insecure about-- one of his eyes was different from the other after a magic accident he’d had-- and he got so frustrated with her constantly following him around and bombarding him with questions about his “weird eye” that he turned her bangs blonde so people would always comment on her “weird hair.” And it worked. No matter how often she dyes it (the dye just immediately washes off btw), buys into some gimmick magic potion or spell to try and fix it or even cuts it (she at one point just shaved it all off completely as a teenager), the blonde doesn’t go away. And EVERYBODY comments on it at least once, which she’s really insecure about to the point where comments can completely set her off-- she’s gotten into brawls with several of the Companions over it more than once because they think it’s hilarious (Farkas probably baits her the most, tbh). I have this headcanon where any time someone’s sent to look for her, for whatever reason, the person sending them ALWAYS describes her as “The one with the weird hair.” Anytime someone mentions “weird hair,” nine times out of ten the other person immediately knows who they’re talking about. The Dark Brotherhood assassins who are constantly sent to kill her? Yeah, every letter Avie loots off of their bodies includes the line, you will know her by the weird hair. She purposely ignores the Dark Brotherhood out of spite at this point. Even the fucking dragon cultists who came to Whiterun to find her know about it-- the orders she finds on them reads Kill the False Dragonborn with the weird hair known as Avienne before she reaches Solstheim. And that’s what makes her snap and convinces her to go to Solstheim to kick the ass of whoever gave them those orders-- Not the fact that after all of the bullshit she’s gone through as The Last Dragonborn, what with the whole going to Sovngarde and defeating Alduin and saving the fucking world and all, that some no-name asshole is accusing her of being a fake, no-- It’s the fact that they had to bring up the stupid fucking hair thing. It’s also why Avie doesn’t generally trust mages and magic much.
So my super good buddy Cowtato surprised me with this tonight of my idiot Dragonborn Avie and it so perfectly sums up her personality (like seriously, 99% of her dialogue in my headcanon ends with “Avienne, no.” “AVIENNE YES.”) that I can’t even cope with how perfect it is. So here’s the original lineart that was given to me by Cowtato, and the colored version that I did in PaintTool SAI (with his permission, of course!)
Skyrim Crap
Avienne: Hey I haven’t explored the College of Winterhold yet, let’s go there! [Two hours later] Avienne: Avienne: Avienne: Avienne: The fuck do you MEAN I’m the Arch-Mage?????? Everyone in Skyrim is apparently on every goddamn drug and rarin’ to make all sorts of poor life choices. “This tiny obnoxious Dragonborn solves all of her conflicts by smashing them in the face with a hammer. LET’S MAKE HER THE LEADER OF THE MAGE’S COLLEGE, WHAT COULD GO WRONG”
OKAY YALL REAL TALK TIME how come when people post pictures of actors being like OMG I’D CAST HIM AS FARKAS nobody has ever brought up JASON MOMOA I mean p l e a s e he’s the only appropriate casting for Farkas fuckin fight me
That awkward moment when you make a Tumblr post about how your celebrity crush is your only acceptable casting for your videogame husbando AND THEN THE GUY HIMSELF WALKS INTO YOUR WORK TO ORDER BREAKFAST I totally forgot that Jason Momoa is in my dumb town filming some Netflix stuff. And then Monday he walks in and I didn’t even realize it was him until afterwards. I was like six feet away from my fantasy husbando. Within tackling distance. And I had no idea The heartbreak is real.
I hope my social studies teachers would be proud of me now!!!!!
I’m dying.
but whAT’D HE GET ON HIS ROLLUP CUP THO
Urge to insert Mean Girls quotes into my Skyrim fic rising "So if you're from Elsweyr, why are you Nord?" "Oh my GODS Farkas, you can't just ASK people why they're Nord!"
OKAY YALL REAL TALK TIME how come when people post pictures of actors being like OMG I’D CAST HIM AS FARKAS nobody has ever brought up JASON MOMOA I mean p l e a s e he’s the only appropriate casting for Farkas fuckin fight me
Sometimes, when you're writing, you'll have moments where aspects of the story unfold before you've even gotten to those points. You don't question it, because it just makes sense, and feels like the right direction for the story to go. It feels less like you're the one in control of the story, and more like the characters themselves are taking over certain sections for you, but you roll with it. It's how relationships develop between characters, it's how they solve their own problems, it's how they find their endings. It feels natural. But sometimes, these little trails the characters are blazing ahead of you make you stop and ask, "Wait, where are you going with this? Why are we going the wrong way?" I have two side characters in my story who I absolutely adore, and have wanted to develop together, but I kept having to put it off because I couldn't figure out where to go to get them the happy ending I wanted for them. So I figured I'd wait and see where they decided to take me on their own, as many of my characters have in the past. Turns out, one of them is going to kill the other. It'll be purely unintentional, and accidental, but it will be sudden, and violent, and with no warning or redemption. And there's nothing I, even as the writer, can do about it, because even with all of the love I have for these characters— especially the one who meets her end here— this is the only ending that makes sense. I guess somewhere, in the back of my head, I've known it was going that route for a while. I lost sleep over it last night. I haven't been able to touch the story since. Every time I see the one character's name I get a knot in my stomach, because my perception of him as a character is skewed now and I don't know how to write past that— I feel like I've been betrayed by something that should have been under my complete control. Why would you do that to her? Why would decide that that's where you wanted to go? I'm too overly attached to these characters. Where's my inner George R. R. Martin to get me through this?
