“Hmm... Machine kneecap, maybe?”

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EXPECTATIONS
NASA
Show & Tell
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
sheepfilms
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Not today Justin
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todays bird

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“Hmm... Machine kneecap, maybe?”
The Last of Us Part 2 :: Chapters 8/?
Seattle Day 1 [Abby] (Part 2)
The Last of Us Part 2 :: Chapters 7/?
Seattle Day 1 [Abby] (Part 1)
“Your art isn’t valued by the number of notes you get” okay but. If you spent 6 hours baking a cake for a party, but no one at the party eats your cake, it’s still disappointing.
This articulates something about the different between value and validation that I didn’t previously register on a conscious level.
This is why I tell people I feel more like an entertainer than an artist.
I want to hear them laugh, chat, comment, speak, roar, cry, get irrationally angry, I need people to respond to my art and get inspired and need more.
I don’t want a note, I want a response.
Responses are very nice. I like reading over them. They make me feel fuzzy. Of course, likes and reblogs are also very appreciated, but responses make me feel a special kinda fuzzy.
Responses are crucial for content creators. You can’t grow a plant without giving it some water. The day and age of internet has really spoiled us into thinking “seeing is the same as responding” and it’s just not. A million people can see your created content but without a response, it might as well be zero.
Welcome to the Mighty Nein: Veth Brenatto
"You are a broken person who had ill intentions and wandered aimlessly into a path that you had no intention or no idea how to complete. And yet somehow along the way, you found a heart. You sound like all of us. Welcome to the Mighty Nein.”
Persephone - Tiefling Grave Cleric - Neutral Good
psd from @shieldoffaith
Oh, my twitchy, witchy girl…..
you think you are so nice.
thanks to @shieldoffaith for feeding my OC obsession
Seasons don’t fear the reaper Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain We can be like they are
psds by @the-ninth-house
Divinity In My Bones
Playlist - Persephone - Grave Cleric
“I belong to my Queen. First, ever, and always.”
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Persephone . : : . Tiefling Grave Cleric
Heads up: I post my OC edits to my main blog. I'm about to reblog a fair few here. Just to avoid confusion!
The Nine Houses of the Emperor . : : . The Ninth House
“Too many words,” said Gideon confidentially. “How about these: One flesh, one end, bitch.” The Ninth House necromancer flushed nearly black. Gideon tilted her head up and caught her gaze: “Say it, loser.” “One flesh - One end,” Harrow repeated fumblingly, and then could say no more.
The Nine Houses of the Emperor . : : . The Eighth House
The fingers curled inward, just slightly, before straightening out again as though some inner resolve had stiffened. “This is not the time.” Colum said: “I respected the child. At times I can’t stand the man, Si.” Silas’s voice had sunk to a dead whisper: “You made an oath-”
The Nine Houses of the Emperor . : : . The Seventh House
“I’ve felt heaps better since I got here,” Dulcie said defensively. “I’ve coughed a few times, but it’s mainly for show, isn’t it, Pro?” “Do not mistake the thaw for the spring, our bud is not yet certain.” quoth her cavalier.
The Nine Houses of the Emperor . : : . The Sixth House
“Maybe the building’s shy.” “That is just tough shit for the building. No; there’s a wrong thing here. There’s a trick. Remember my fourth circle exams?” “I recall you said they were ‘being a pack of assholes.’”
The Nine Houses of the Emperor . : : . The Fifth House
“Magnus, you’ve made your point,” but he uncharacteristically ignored her. “D’you know, Abigail broke up with me when we were seventeen? I kept a ripped-up corner of her dance card for three years. It didn’t even have any writing on it, or her initials, or mine. Just a ripped-up corner of card.”