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BIG fan of when a character’s dialogue is a massive understatement on how they’re doing. They’re too out-of-it or in too much pain to actually communicate it coherently, so they end up saying the most general obvious statement of all time and worry everyone more.
Sky-high, obvious fever and all they can say is “I don’t think I feel good.” Extremely painful, apparent injury and what they say is just “it hurts.” No specifics—they can’t think clearly enough for that.
a comic about the very first time alma killed someone
black whumpees. black whumpees who were raised in a lab/living weapon facility/something to that effect and never had anyone teach them how to take care of their hair and always just had it roughly untangled with no regard for their pain meeting caretaker (also black) who knows how to do wonderful cornrows in whimsical patterns and softly comb their hair with more gentleness than they've ever known before. black whumpees with a creepy whumper who thinks their eyes—dark as the night, just as deep, just as starry, just as infinite—are the most beautiful thing on the world. black pet whumpee with a godawful no-good whumper who forces them to speak "proper" (= standard english or their setting's equivalent, whumper's definition of unproper being AAVE/ebonics) and who finally finds a safe space to let go and speak normally during recovery. black whumpee who got their hair forcefully cut/shaved in captivity getting to wear bright, beautiful extensions and braids to try and make up for what was lost, now that they have the freedom to. black whumpee snatched up and raised in captivity and isolated from their culture being tended to by a community who helps them reconnect with the lost time, good food making them tear up with nostalgia longing for a time they barely remember existed.
black whumpees in all shades of skin from bronze terracota to the deepest mahogany & with all kinds of hair from a curly cloud of sheep's wool to a fluffy, looser kind of curls & black whumpees in all shapes & sizes & all kinds of gender and sexuality or lack thereof & as robots and fairies and angels and vampires from all kinds of backgrounds & with all kinds of trauma. yes please.
this may just be me going into overanalysis mode but i feel like the choreography of spellcasting can tell you so much about a magic user. a snap of the fingers, for example, implies confidence, even arrogance, while hands thrust out and straining to the fingertips suggests desperation, throwing one's whole body into the spell as though hoping the physical effort will make a difference. rapid, jerky body language tells you that a spellcaster is passionate and reckless, while graceful, fluid movements demonstrate calm and concentration. some magic users may choose to stomp their feet or clap their hands when casting, channeling power through percussive motion, whilst others may see magic as a tool separate from the self, and focus it through objects like a wand or staff. a new spellcaster just coming into their power may be tentative and slow, but a practiced study of magic will be able to rely on muscle memory to guide them.
I love all the possibilities. There can be tiny differences like the way two spellcasters will make the same motion with a wand, but the one with all the schooling will have it pointed with perfect form, while the one who learned on the fly is yelling incantations from the moment their arm started to move.
There can be cultural differences, like the social importance given to which focusing crystal someone chooses -- a type of gemstone that's rare and valuable in one land, but commonplace in another; a specific faceted shape that matches the architecture back home, versus something unaltered straight from the ground because it would insult the gods to change it.
Personal flair, like the choice between a broomstick or a flying carpet or a vacuum cleaner or a Roomba.
And the motions that these spellcasters use when operating all of this can tell us volumes.
“I wish I was more powerful, like you guys. Even casting fireball takes it right out of me some days.”
“Hey, none of that. You're a valued member of the team, no matter what your power level.”
“I just don't understand how you can tear open that portal to the fire dimension so easily.”
“… fire dimension?”
“Yeah. Where the fire lives. Before you summon it. For fireballs.”
“Dude. We've been creating explosions by igniting flammable gases in the air. What the fuck have you been doing?”
some pictures which I drew for milomumbles ! u can maybe spot these on the big screen on her twitch channel ☝️^.^
rose tinted glasses but one thing i miss abt fandom circa 2010-2015 was that we loved internalised homophobia. people seem generally less interested in internalised homophobia as an insidious force which manifests in behaviour that’s dark and cruel and frightening and selfish. in the 2020’s it’s more of like a nameable character flaw which does not touch anyone outside the character affected by it and functions in fictional more like a sanitised internal monologue and is easily solvable. which is not really how this sort of bigotry functions -it’s not a personal failing as such more a living organism which can manifest in interpersonal relationships in odd and confusing ways.
characters do kind of have to think and act in ways which are both motivated by and facilitate shame in order for that exploration to have any meat. and sometimes that means acting in ways that are understandably but not justifiably cruel to both themselves and others, even people they love.
shame is such an interesting and complex motivator but in order to feel shame you have to engage in thoughts and behaviours that are, well, shameful.
More fictional characters should have strange and upsetting changes/transformations to their bodies or loss of control over their magic/powers, that they importantly either don't understand or refuse to acknowledge
I just really like when characters find their own bodies or capabilities to be frustrating and confusing, and doing things against their will/that they don't understand
This could probably make good metaphors/allegories for either puberty or disability depending how to play it. It's also just straight up spectacular whump
The most interesting question you can ask about any character is not what do they want. it's what do they believe they deserve. because those two things are almost never the same and the gap between them is where your entire story lives. a person can want love completely and believe they don't deserve it and that belief will destroy every good thing that comes toward them in ways they won't even notice they're doing. write the gap. the gap is the character.
kneeling and pet-style dehumanisation happening to a dangerous whumpee who could super easily physically overpower whumper is soooo special to me. the implications. the level of physical and/or psychological violence and power that must have been leveraged to get this degree of submission, from them...
it's fascinatinggg like you've either won their complete loyalty or you're somehow forcing their hand. and it begs the question HOW??? What Did You Do...
Is your Dungeons and Dragons character too happy? Are they too settled into their life and thusly require some kind of personal tragedy to motivate them to leave it and take up a life of adventuring? Try Primus Tachonis!
Primus Tachonis is an all-purpose personal tragedy creator sure to spur your character to adventure specifically so they can get his ass. Whether you need an old money asshole muscling in on an institution beloved to your PC or an evil sorcerer to slaughter their entire family Primus Tachonis has the magic and the social station to create whatever tragedy is required to serve your backstory.
Primus Tachonis is so versatile as a backstory tool he has professional D&D players raving:
Primus Tachonis killed my character's best friend and now she has to figure out who she is without him! -Laura Bailey I wrote a light backstory because I was still feeling out the setting and my dungeon master used Primus Tachonis to turn my brother into a statue! -Travis Willingham Primus Tachonis is trying to take over my character's magic school and endangering her students, and she will not have that! -Marisha Rey I had intended my character to have a tense but ultimately repairable relationship with his father, but then my DM used Primus Tachonis to rip his skull from his head. Now my character is on a quest to kill every member of Primus' noble house! -Matthew Mercer My character was a happy and established local playwright until Primus Tachonis had his little brother executed. Now he's taken up the sword again in his brother's stead! -Liam O'Brian I needed someone to murder my character's wife and daughter and my dungeon master suggested Primus Tachonis, and I couldn't be happier with the result! -Robbie Daymond Even works on members of his own family! -Alexander Ward
So don't miss out on the one-man solution to forcing your character to feel the call to adventure, try Primus Tachonis today!
Whump Prompt #1755
The bounty hunter finds the whumpee by chance. They're there to complete their mission: take out the mark, collect the proof of the kill, and get out of there.
But they weren't anticipating any cargo. Because upon their escape they pass a series of cells, many of the inhabitants are already deceased, but there's one still breathing. Maybe they're wearing a recognisable uniform; maybe they're just straight up recognisable from the bounty hunters past. Maybe they're a missing agent from the team the bounty hunter is working for but were assumed dead.
Either way, the bounty hunter takes pity on them, hauls them back to their transport, and gets them home.
"I think this one belongs to you." They say, dropping the whumpee to their team before leaving. If they hang around too long, they're worried they might stay.
DOGS' DINNER - SCHEDULED MAINTENANCE
I've had this in the back pocket for some time now, and I figured I'll do some tiny touch-ups and post it for the sake of satiating my troubled conscience, knowing that I'm not leaving this a wip. While I'm not all too proud of this comic, it's nice to see that I can finally show off the weird Bio-IMP doo-dads that are a part of Elysium. I think they're fun. ...Horror romantic tension as well, that too.
noooooooo don't defang that highly reactive and incredibly violent character they tear up the furniture into such interesting designs
Remember: if they can regenerate it is completely okay to do as much brutality as you want because they'll just heal it away anyways ^_^
good doggy...?