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yes hello this is my friend (and one of my players) so please go support him, okay? he’s rad and does cool art. k bye ♡

oh shit, it me

meet the artist 2021

From Olympus

Photo: Ana Martinez 

Styling and Creative Direction: Mario Ville (Kattaca) 

Makeup design and make up artist: Lewis Amarante for Kryolan and Pankr0 

Makeup and hairdressing: Sergio Jiménez 

Models: Ricardo Nkosi, Mary Ruiz, Lewis Amarante, Aya Gueye, Juana Mum, Karina Soro, Ruben Buika, Virginia Buika, Isabella Menam, Oliver Lewis, Megane Mercury, Mendes Vieira, Claudia Duharte, Taylor Oscar Ruiz, David Durrant, Marina Gomes, Oscar Chibuike, Guille Gibbs, Lil Bambina, Elian Coiscou and Tigi.

you have a point! my gears are turning. clown campaign will happen someday.

Art Request for @faerplay by @countlessgifts

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Is your mother disappointed you’re a Cubs fan?

huh? i don’t know what you even mean by this. i think it’s a sports thing? i don’t follow sports and even if i did, i don’t think my mom would be disappointed.

this lovely character is hooks the clown!

she’s bright and excitable and unhinged, made entirely because i wanted to check out Clown Names (Evil) when generating names.

i don’t have much on her yet but i am plotting a campaign for after my greek myth one (which is starting this sunday and i’m hyped) where the only rule is everyone is clowns. problem is, i want to play this little devil and i wouldn’t be able to if i run the campaign.

Art Request for @faerplay by @countlessgifts

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Just a friendly reminder that if these dice make you uncomfortable, you’re on the wrong blog~

i made some prom/camp vibe thingies!! feel free to share them with your friends <3

thank you so much for the wonderful art!

this character is fenrys “fenn” juneberry, a halfling bard and ex-soldier.

his headband is a scrap of his army’s banner, the pack on his side is a bag of tricks. he took up life as a bard as a way to leave his past behind.

he tends to take things either too seriously or not at all, no in between. he wields a longsword.

don’t have much of a backstory for him yet but i do love him dearly.

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Let's make it clear who this blog is for and who this blog is not for.

This blog is for ALL LGBTQ+ no exclusion,

This blog is NOT for transcum/transmed/gender critical/terf/radfems/ exclusionist/ ex.

This blog is for supporting all bodies, tall, short, thin, thick, muscle, no muscle, disabilities, scars, blemishes, ex.

This blog is NOT for fat fetishists, pro ana, feeders, or just any fetishization of a specific body type.

This blog is for supporting all mental illnesses. Yes that includes 'dangerous or weird' ones.

This blog is NOT for anyone to shit on any mental illness no matter how much it may 'freak you out' your just an ass.

This blog is for supporting all races.

This blog is NOT for Racists.

This blog is for supporting women and girls.

This blog is NOT for radfem, mmisogyny, putting any men down or not supporting them.

This blog supports all religions and believes that people should be able to freely practice any religion as long as you are not harming others.

This blog is NOT for people who force their religion on others or looks down or treats other people practicing other religion badly.

This blog is for open minded people, people willing to love and care.

This blog is NOT for assholes, cunt, jackasses, anyone who is anything other than what was mentioned above.

I think that makes it pretty clear

merry christmas from me to you. and mothman.

(mostly mothman.)

god wouldn’t you feel stupid if you were a witch and you tried to bestow a curse upon someone’s family but accidentally made the curse a recessive allele

Character Showcase: Reaver!

been a while since i did one of these, so today i’m gonna talk about one of my old characters. he is a tiefling bard of the folk hero background.

before reaver set out adventuring, he was a woodworker. he grew up in the small town of braenar with his mother and younger sister (who i will talk more about later) and a few close friends. he made instruments, crafting his own lute, and gave performances in the local tavern from time to time. reaver was also quite good with children, sometimes being the only one to get particularly stubborn kids to sleep. he received a dream from a sorceress who had once passed through town, asking for his assistance, and so he set off for adventure.

his younger sister, yamaia, is a blacksmith, fierce and fiery in every sense. she loves to poke fun at her brother, but cares for him deeply. frequently, she wishes he wasn’t so soft as it opens him up to pain time and time again. but she knows she can’t change him, so she does her best to protect him when she can. she still lives in braenar, though she sometimes will travel elsewhere to deliver her goods.

this brings us to corrin.

corrin is a leatherworker and reaver’s childhood sweetheart. more than that, they were engaged before reaver decided to go adventuring. corrin wouldn’t come with him, though reaver asked him many times. they ended up splitting, rather bitterly, and reaver doesn’t think he could face corrin again. needless to say, yamaia doesn’t like him all that much.

after reaver left braenar, he met up with the sorceress, as well as the others she had called. he got a bit distracted by the festivities happening, perhaps more than a bit. to be fair, the other folks wandered off to play games and such, he just got pulled in to something else. well, someone else.

meet alice. she was meant to play at the festival, but her band got attacked on the way there. the other members fled and she was left on her own trying to gather other musicians to play with in a desperate attempt to make things work. she approached reaver and he, ever one to help, agreed. so they set out to find another, stumbling across an elven man with a drum.

he was not a musician, though he pretended to be one because he saw the opportunity for money. he introduced himself as yelboros, and of course reaver was smitten near instantly.

the performance was overall quite good, though yelboros was not particularly skilled. alice and reaver played beautifully together and the crowd loved them.

i don’t have much in the middle, but i do know reaver fell hard and fast for both of them because he’s an absolute puppy of a man. i like to think that they stayed in touch while reaver adventured for a while, growing ever closer. eventually, once he settles back down, i could see him going out with them. basically, i want him to settle down someday with his partners and live happily in a cottage or something somewhere.

happy chanukah, folks!

may everyone have a safe, happy, and healthy holiday, this year and all years, no matter what you celebrate or don’t.

well, i know what i’m doing from now on.

Use a Dreidel as a D4 to flex on the goyim

But...but we are goyim...

Greek Mythology Asks

Persephone or Athena?

Arachne or Medusa?

The Iliad or The Odyssey?

Zeus or Hades?

Andromeda or Helen?

What is your favorite Greek Myth?

What is your least favorite Greek Myth?

Cerberus or Minotaur?

What mythical creature would you want as a pet?

Icarus or Theseus?

Who is your favorite hero?

Achilles or Hercules?

Cronus or Hyperion?

Rhea or Mnemosyne?

Apollo or Artemis?

What’s your favorite Mythological couple?

What’s your favorite piece of Greek art?

What’s your favorite modern take on Greek Mythology?

Poseidon or Nereus?

Ceto or Echidna?

hiya, folks! for anyone that’s interested, i’ve started a blog for my writing over at @one-good-fellow. it’s mostly going to be fragments of stories and some poetry. if that sounds cool, go take a look!

my mushroom house, including pictures of the interior! the three mushrooms are connected by little basement tunnels.

@marigoldmagpies

two characters for the price of one! torrid sinclair and hope

so torrid is a fire genasi bard, hope is a white tiefling divination wizard. both are of the noble background.

torrid is the daughter and only child of ember and damon sinclair, a fire genasi woman and a human man. they were a political marriage and, though they didn’t have a marriage based on love, were a powerful alliance. they raised their daughter to be strong independently with the knowledge that she would one day be married to another family’s heir to forge a political alliance. she was always fierce and still reserved, a gifted diplomat. torrid went to parties and other events of importance with her parents from a young age. it was at one of these events that she first met hope.

hope is the eldest daughter of euphoria and ralcius, both also white tieflings. she was the first child they were able to have after a great many failures to produce an heir. after hope, they had two other daughters, velkaria and anisolis. hope was a sick child, one such illness claiming the sight in one of her eyes.

torrid and hope knew they would not be allowed together, both being noblewomen destined to marry men of their parents’ choosing, but they stole what time they could. they would duck out of parties, walk the courtyards together, enjoy their little moments of peace away from duties and family.

it didn’t last. they were found out eventually, hope’s parents deciding to put a swift end to it. she was quickly engaged, set to be married off to a man she did not know.

torrid wanted to run away with her, leave their lives behind and start anew, free to love each other, free to be together.

but hope was a dutiful daughter. she would do as her parents wished.

the sinclairs attended the wedding. it would be improper were they to decline the invitation. so torrid sat, trapped between her parents, as the woman she loved was walked down the aisle to a stranger.

ember gripped her daughter’s wrist tight as the officiate asked for any objections. she would not tolerate her daughter giving in to impulsiveness and disgracing their family. so torrid held her tongue.

still, as hope kissed her new husband, torrid could stay and watch no longer. she wrenched her arm away from her mother and stood, storming out with tears in her eyes.

they didn’t see each other again.

character time!

alrighty, so, this is not for the campaign i’m building. this is one of my player characters that i didn’t get to use much because that group fell apart. (scheduling is real hard, my dudes. the struggle is real.) she’s a tiefling bard.

this is phelia. she is the only child of lord arxus, a viscount, and was raised with the knowledge that her father would someday marry her off for political gain. this never sat well with her, but she knew it was her duty. fast-learning and clever, phelia had a tongue like a whip and was a quick study. music and storytelling were her specialties, though she was also quite adept at diplomacy and swordplay. she was well-behaved, the picture of nobility, the perfect daughter. and then the day came. her father told her she was to be married, he had promised her hand to an elven earl that she had never met.

she wasn’t ready. so she ran.

she cut her hair and fled from her home. she took a coin purse and a sword, bought herself new clothes, and caught a ride out of town.

her father put out a reward for her return. she was both his child and his most valuable political asset, he wanted her back. as she adventured, she had to avoid suspicion, avoid capture. even her party couldn’t know who she truly was.

(now we get into sideplot i had planned out with the dm but didn’t actually get to have happen.)

eventually, phelia was found out and brought back home. she tried to fight against her father, but in the end, it was her duty to marry the man of his choosing.

still, this wasn’t the end. no, she was to do her duty, marry lord ronan, but the wedding was interrupted. one of the enemies from her time adventuring came bursting in, taking down guard after guard. they knew those little adventurers that had been causing so many issues would be here, easy to take care of. phelia grabbed one of the fallen guards’ swords and engaged. the rest of the party was quick to join, but it was she who got the killing blow.

battered and soaked in blood that was not her own, sword still held firm, phelia stared down her father. she would not marry. not today. not this man. she would choose her own partner. and this was final.

her father could not argue. and so, lord arxus let his daughter go. phelia was free.

happy thanksgiving! remember that our forefathers and the leaders of our nation have been repeatedly awful to indigenous and first nations people! they deserve our support!

yes happy thanksgiving blah blah blah today would be a great day to donate to our indigenous and first nations communities, buy from indigenous and first nations businesses, and check out the #next150 challenge

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hobbit holes

misc. houses

it’s 2am so i’m sharing some of my minecraft builds.

The warlock’s patron has a new SO, who has unfortunately greatly misunderstood the warlock-patron relationship, so now the warlock is constantly being dragged into eldritch family outings

been a while since i posted, so i’m back to scream into the void.

character of the day: areti, aka big momma

she’s a halfling, runs a soup shop. she’s an older lady, loves her family very much. she has a daughter, tasia, who married a lovely cyclops named pericles. areti recently gave her granddaughter, ionna, her first job.

areti’s wife, cora, was a trans woman. she transitioned after they were married and areti suggested they renew their vows so cora could have a proper wedding as herself. tasia walked cora down the aisle and areti cried because her wife looked so happy and so beautiful.

basically i love her very much.

hey look, it’s me!

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ALSO

for those who may be confused if i mention various gods as poc in my lore

this is not meant to be a direct interpretation of mythology. this is a modern setting and i felt the gods in this setting should reflect the society as a whole.

i know historically they would not have been, but this is a full on alternate sort of thing.

just wanted to clear that up because i know some folks might get confused or offended without context.