Sometimes u gotta take an old oc and just… age em and rough em up a bit
Luka Amell in his sad boy Inquisition era
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Misplaced Lens Cap
Three Goblin Art
Sade Olutola
Stranger Things
Jules of Nature

if i look back, i am lost
Today's Document
Keni
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
$LAYYYTER

pixel skylines
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Kaledo Art

Product Placement
YOU ARE THE REASON
trying on a metaphor
cherry valley forever

#extradirty
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@rantanplum
Sometimes u gotta take an old oc and just… age em and rough em up a bit
Luka Amell in his sad boy Inquisition era
For the Arthurian campaign I’m playing in I have a new character… sacrificial Lamb, full name Lothlorien Chaucer. Just a simple assassin mistress jester lady in waiting 💘
Segwin Seance
[Based on this scene]
Transcript:
Strength stat high enough to pick up wife
How crazy is it that when it's warm outside, a lot of us feel uncomfortable showing our bodies? We hide certain parts of ourselves and overheat instead of wearing short, breezy clothes simply because we're worried about how we look. It makes me so sad that we care so much about what other people might think of us. So this summer, I hope you feel a little more at home in your body. I hope you find the courage to dress the way you want to. I hope you find peace in knowing that other people's opinions really don't matter. No matter what anyone says, your body deserves to feel the sun on its skin.
i get that americans love their cultural imperialism, but it really does piss me off that june is “international” pride month just because something happened in the united states.
in aotearoa, june isn’t our pride, it’s theirs. marsha p johnson and sylvia rivera are their historical figures, not ours. the phrase that “you owe your rights to Black trans women” is true there, but here we owe our rights to (mostly) Māori historical figures. i have the freedoms i do because of the legacy of an entirely different set of people operating in an entirely different context at entirely different times.
But because of american cultural imperialism, most queer people in Aotearoa don’t even know our own queer history. Carmen Rupe, Ngahuia Te Awekotuku, the Dorian Society, Gillian Laundon, Georgina Beyer, and the Wolfenden Association are some of our queer history. We should know their names! we should know what they did for us! but because of the power of the american imperial machine, we don’t.
our national pride month should be july, the month that the Homosexual Law Reform Act passed in 1986. our two largest cities hold their pride festivals in february and march, respectively. american queer history has very little (or nothing, depending on who you ask) to do with our queer history. anecdotally, from my own queries, queer youth in aotearoa know more about american queer history than our own.
anyway, happy pride, americans. i’m truly sorry that most of you don’t see the negative impact your nation’s culture has on the rest of the world. and to the rest of the world reading this, try searching for your own country and culture’s queer history, don’t accept the american narratives as your own. we deserve our own histories divorced from the cultural hegemony of the USA.
For the sake of your mental health, let people think what they want. Their fiction is not your truth.
You can be the kindest person ever and people will still find a way to dislike you. Just let them. I promise it will be so freeing.
Ken was created from Barbie’s rib
Guillotine vs a spray paint can.
this caption is so deceptive, this video is so much more than that
"Les Jardins de Nuit" (censored version) - Mixed media: colored pencils, pastels, ink, and gold leaf on paper. I created this artwork in 2020 for my book Forgotten Gods.
Wardens
im a fake fan of everything i like because i cant remember anything
Blood magic
As a little girl, Elodie never dreamed of being a mermaid like so many of her peers. She was afraid of deep water and sharks, always sticking to the shallows or the beach itself. How could she have known her eventual fate? On vacation swimming over a reef she wasn’t comfortable around, with coworkers she didn’t even really like, she’s bitten by something she can’t describe. What follows is a more hellish week of her life than she could have ever anticipated even in her worst nightmares. Itching, scale like rashes. Strange developments of webbed flesh. Slowly drying out, no matter how much she drank or bathed. The dreams of so many others became her horrible reality in a harrowing fight for her life. The loss of her job, her apartment, her legs.
There’s more to her story… I may tell it later 😘