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Kaledo Art
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Show & Tell
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@the-cat-sister
a list of 100+ buildings to put in your fantasy town
academy
adventurer's guild
alchemist
apiary
apothecary
aquarium
armory
art gallery
bakery
bank
barber
barracks
bathhouse
blacksmith
boathouse
book store
bookbinder
botanical garden
brothel
butcher
carpenter
cartographer
casino
castle
cobbler
coffee shop
council chamber
court house
crypt for the noble family
"As he leaves kisses from ankle to thigh, I finally understand the godliness of the worshipper; for in his worship does he forge something divine.
My ascension is the prayers he leaves with his hands, my divinity is from his adoration."
- A Newly Minted Goddess
Back in December, I cleaned up your place.
You had left town, and couldn't come back. So I took the time to finish up tasks, and had some friends over to remember the summer.
They were all new faces who gladly listened to the stories I told and the memories I waxed, and by the end of the weekend they too felt nostalgic.
We wiped down floors, put boxes aside, cleared out the fridge and down in the freezer we found
Plums.
Bags and bags of plums, ripe from the season, lovingly sliced, and frozen since then. I took them home, and for months I chipped away at the mess of fruit now in my freezer; thinking of you every time I did.
As the days got warmer, I made more smoothies. Until a day in June, when I heard you were back, but hadn't heard word from you.
That Friday I made a smoothie, with banana and blueberry, mango and vodka, and plums as the base. It was then when I realized how far we'd come, for when I looked in the bag
The plums were all gone.
Still collecting the full alphabet of the “live, laugh, love” variants if anyone has some good examples.
Bonus if they can fit the “We can’t ___, _____, ____ our way out of this.”
Feel like K should be a banned letter before we get ahead of ourselves.
But the autism in me answered it… Kiss and then Kidnap and then Kill
Fine I did it! Are you happy brain!?!! Have I appeased you!!
A guide to designing, drawing or writing characters who use mobility aids!!!!
I hope this is helpful for people, a lot of people seemed to appreciate my wheelchair guide, so I hope this is as helpful!!
I may have missed some bits but there are some things, such as prosthetics, that some may argue is a mobility aid, however I’d like to go into more detail and create specific guides for those things!!
Mich love, let me know what you think!
I know I’ve said this before but vampires
don’t show up on camera
can fly/scale walls
immune to bullets
can break into any safe by turning into fog or some bullshit
could probably hypnotize security guards as needed
therefore I am in dire need of a heist film where a group of vampires band together to steal back their old stuff from museums
Oceans 1100 AD
Very interested in the hardest part of this beign the vampires trying to trick someone into granting them permission to enter the premises earlier in the day
I feel like this has several simple solutions!
they enter the museum while it’s open to the public (and the Welcome sign is on display). they turn into bats and hide in the rafters until the museum closes. the only hiccup is when the overhead announcement comes on and politely requests all visitors leave for closing. the vampire are forced to flee, but come back the next day with tiny bat-sized earplugs.
downside: this requires going out in daylight, leading most of the team members to show up in long black victorian formalwear, complete with lacy parasols, which they insist on carrying with them throughout the entire heist (much to the frustration of the team leader, who just wore sunscreen and a raincoat).
depending on how invitations work, it is possible any random human can invite them in. one of the vampires gets their Ultimate Frisbee buddy Oakley to tag along and invite them in after closing.
downside: the gang spends the rest of the heist gently mocking the idea of a vampire playing association ultimate frisbee (“so what, you turn into a bat and catch it with your fangs? do they make you crawl up the wall when it gets stuck on a roof? if you turn into a cat to get it down from a tree, do you end up stuck in the tree?”) this ends in a Climactic Twist Ending when Oakley reveals they don’t play ultimate frisbee, just dog park frisbee. In the sense that they met when the vampire transformed into a wolf to gatecrashed a game at the local dog park.
(Bonus points if Oakley is a werewolf. extra bonus points if this is revealed in a post-credits epilogue where, on the next full moon, the entire gang transforms into creatures of the night and joins Oakley at the park for a frisbee game of Bats vs Wolves)
Final option: to gain legitimate entry, an invitation is needed from a museum employee. this presents two possibilities:
the vampires pretend to be incredibly rich eccentric patrons who want a private nighttime tour of the museum. (this is convincing due to the fact they are rich and incredibly eccentric.) the vampires get inside, planning to hypnotize the Curator supervising their tour.
downside: they immediately discover the Curator has been left immune to hypnosis by years of post-grad exposure to droning history lecturers. the vampires leave their least competent member to distract her while they carry out the heist–in the ensuing 90 minutes, the vampire and the curator accidentally Fall In Love after bonding over their shared fury about british archeological theft.
(In the sequel they get married and spend their honeymoon robbing the British Museum in order to return sacred objects to the cultures from which they were stolen. this is made more complicated comical by the fact vampires are unable to interact with holy objects. also, they are lesbians.)
alternatively: the gang simply bribes a security guard into letting them in after closing. the security guard then tags along, offering helpful advice for disabling alarms and transporting antiques. it turns out Security Officer Greer only applied for the job bc they too were planning an Elaborate Acrobatic Burglary, but then their partners quit to join Cirque du Soleil and “I can’t exactly perform a Double Cartwheel Birdie Flying Trapeze Boomerang Special without a partner.”
downside: the gang becomes too attached to ask Greer to leave. They carry out the heist as intended, but this time pretending to be circus performers to explain their vampire powers. Turning into a cloud of smoke to bypass locks? Magicians never explain a trick. Spider walking across ceilings to bypass alarms? Contortionist. When it comes time to fly from roof to roof, they decide turning into bats would give away their secret, so instead they help Greer, in a sparkling moment of triumph, execute the perfect Double Cartwheel Birdie Flying Trapeze Boomerang Special!
Greer and the gang escape (by tightrope walking) into the night with all the plunder they can carry. Tearfully, the gang begins to say goodbye (bc they can’t keep up the pretense of being circus performers forever) when Greer casually asks how a bunch of vampire ended up working in a circus.
(Greer assumed from the beginning they were vampires, because of “how you dress, how you talk, and mostly because none of you showed up on camera back in the CCTV control room. Why did you think it took me so long to let yall in?”)
I cannot for the lives of me decide which synopsis I like best
(all ideas shared on this blog are public domain, feel free to go nuts. you can find more story ideas like this on my ko-fi)
I want to speak in the way music feels.
With words that strike a heart's chord, not just a harpsichord.
Hades Animation | Glitter and Gold
There comes a time with any project where you have to be like “do I actually want to make an entire music video, or do I just wish an entire music video existed”, and sometimes you realize it’s the latter and it’s best to simply cut the project short. Anyway here’s this.
Fandom: Hades Song: Glitter & Gold by Barnes Courtney Programs Used: Clip Studio Paint (Animation), iMovie (Combining w/ SFX)
The Changeling and the Grim
I love anything mythology, and Irish mythology has always been one of my faves
Two identical infants lay in the cradle. “One you bore, the other is a Changeling. Choose wisely,” the Fae’s voice echoed from the shadows. “I’m taking both my children,” the mother said defiantly.
Once upon a time there was a peasant woman who was unhappy because she had no children. She was happy in all other things – her husband was kind and loving, and they owned their farm and had food and money enough. But she longed for children.
She went to church and prayed for a child every Sunday, but no child came. She went to every midwife and wise woman for miles around, and followed all their advice, but no child came.
So at last, though she knew of the dangers, she drew her brown woolen shawl over her head and on Midsummer’s Eve she went out to the forest, to a certain clearing, and dropped a copper penny and a lock of her hair into the old well there, and she wished for a child.
“You know,” a voice said behind her, a low and cunning voice, a voice that had a coax and a wheedle and a sly laugh all mixed up in it together, “that there will be a price to pay later.”
She did not turn to look at the creature. She knew better. “I know it,” she said, still staring into the well. “And I also know that I may set conditions.”
“That is true,” the creature said, after a moment, and there was less laugh in its voice now. It wasn’t pleased that she knew that. “What condition do you set? A boy child? A lucky one?”
“That the child will come to no harm,” she said, lifting her head to stare into the woods. “Whether I succeed in paying your price, or passing your test, or not, the child will not suffer. It will not die, or be hurt, or cursed with ill luck or any other thing. No harm of any kind.”
“Ahhhhh.” The sound was long and low, between a sigh and a hum. “Yes. That is a fair condition. Whatever price there is, whatever test there is, it will be for you and you alone.” A long, slender hand extended into her sight, almost human save for the skin, as pale a green as a new leaf. The hand held a pear, ripe and sweet, though the pears were nowhere ripe yet. “Eat this,” the voice said, and she trembled with the effort of keeping her eyes straight ahead. “All of it, on your way home. Before you enter your own gate, plant the core of it beside the gate, where the ground is soft and rich. You will have what you ask for.”
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I redid this older comic I made for my storytelling class based on this post. Have some cute wlw love in your day.
It’s hard, if I had more free time I could make it so pretty, this is what I could throw together for the assignment.
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quotes that are love to me
"if you are intolerable, let me be the one to tolerate you,” i said, and then i kissed her and tasted the lemon juice on her lips.
and what does it mean that we have not spoken in a decade but i still hear your voice in my head every day?
now the only person i think about is you.
let's get married right here and now. me and you. in this bed. you don't even have to put on a white nightgown.
"so please don't say you're proud of me when i've lost my way" "then can i say: i couldn't get my mind off you all day"
you are a call to motion. there, all of you, a verb in perfect view.
slap my face, or hold me till winter.
let's be scared together. let's pretend that nothing is awful. there's nothing to fear, just stay right here.
"do you regret?" "i'd do it again. i'd like to believe that i'd do it again and again and again... and what more can i say?"
as she sees him, her heart skips, just once. like it used to. he hears it.
"you dreamt of me?" "no, i thought of you"
now you hang from my lips like the gardens of babylon, with your boots beneath my bed, forever is the sweetest con.
i don't know where this road will end but i'll walk it with you hand in hand. do you let me walk with you?
i was thinking that i would like to never have to leave this room. what do you think about that? ...let's just stay here.
sometimes... i still wish we never left that room.
yes, now i know that home is where you are.
in the low lamp light i was free, heaven and hell were words to me. when my time comes around, lay me gently in the cold dark earth. no grave can hold my body down, i'll crawl home to her.
"i'll take care of you." "it's rotten work." "not to me. not if its you."
the seven husbands of evelyn hugo [book] / in the heights [musical]/ movement [song] / falsettos [musical] / elektra (1996) #12 [comic] / portrait of a lady on fire [film] / cowboy like me [song] / hadestown [musical] / daredevil volume 2 #37 [comic] / catch me if you can [musical] / work song [song] / grief lessons: four plays by euripides [play]
she was born in a wet cardboard box all alone
he was forced to eat concrete when he was six
they took the midnight train going anywhere
can i make it any more obvious?
