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NEED HELP WRITING? (a masterlist)

I have likely not added many that I've reblogged to this list. Please feel free to roam my blog and/or ask/message me to add something you'd like to see on this list!

Synonym Lists

Look by @writers-potion

Descriptors

Voices by @saraswritingtipps

Show, Don't Tell by @lyralit

Tips & Tricks

5 Tips for Creating Intimidating Antagonists by @writingwithfolklore

How To (Realistically) Make a Habit of Writing by @byoldervine

Let's Talk About Misdirection by @deception-united

Tips to Improve Character Voice by @tanaor

Stephen King's Top 20 Rules for Writers posted by @toocoolformedschool

Fun Things to Add to a Fight Scene (Hand to Hand Edition) by @illarian-rambling

Questions I Ask My Beta Readers by @burntoutdaydreamer

Skip Google for Research by @s-n-arly

Breaking Writing Rules Right: Don't Write Direct Dialogue by @septemberercfawkes

Databases/Resources

International Clothing

Advice/Uplifting

Too Ashamed of Writing To Write by @writingquestionsanswered

"Said" is Beautiful by @blue-eyed-author

𓆣 SIX CULT CAPTAINS OF THE THOUSAND SONS 𓆣

(At least my headcanon on how they look like? Aside from Phosis T'Kar, no one really have any official physical appearance described in the lore.)

Update: I am a fraud, turns out H.M was blonde. But let that slide...

Individual portraits:

Khalopis (Pyrae) & Ahzek Ahriman (Corvidae)

Phosis T'Kar (Raptora) & Hathor Maat (Pavoni)

Aqhet Hakoris (Aquilae) & Baleq Uthizzar (Athanaean)

Did you know? Aquilae cult was never formally formed because they specifically dwell into Warp research, and the members was scattered through the legion by Magnus because the research was deemed too dangerous.

Lastly...

The babygirl Crimson King himself -`♡´-, smiling gently at you.

Q: Hey MsFlora, why are they shirtless? A: I like sexy men.

Bloody Chalice

Art asset for The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

Dawnguard DLC

*Artist Unknown* If anyone knows the artist comment below

I had my very first big mood swing yesterday! I got uncharacteristically upset at my partner, it wasn't very cool of me. We had a talk and everything was okay in the end, but that instance was weird. And the moodswing didn't end there! I continued to have the most intense panic-cry I've had in weeks. It was really not fun. My Mister stuck by me and weathered the storm, he was so helpful to me, even though I'd been so rude to him earlier.

When I was ready to emerge from the cave, he suggested I sit on the floor in front of the couch so he could play with my hair. I asked if we could watch an instructional video on how to use my brand new ROUND HAIR-BRUSH!!!!!!🌠🌠🌠 He agreed, and we sat down to practice. He pet me and called me a good girl.

Well. Apparently you need a fucking blow dryer to use round brushes! Guess what; I didn't fuckin know that. I dont have one! But Mister was so determined to help me feel better that he tried to follow along with the video as best he could to get it down before we added a blow dryer someday when I could afford one. He brushed my hair for at least an hour and a half as I dove into a femme self-care tutorial video RABBITHOLE. We watched a "how-to do a 90's blowout!" and "here's my everything shower routine!" and "my Coachella nails for 2024!" and more.

Each video taught me so fucking much it was incredible honestly. The everything shower video told me I should be shampooing twice, conditioning only the mids-ends of my hair, etc. While the Coachella Nails video taught me a certain level of what to expect if I wanted to go get my nails done at a salon (maybe?), but it also realized within me: Hand/Nail dysphoria.

I stared at my hands for maybe 10 minutes noticing how thick, lined, and scarred they are. Even though my hands are soft they don't look soft. The video host's fingers were so slender, long, elegant. Mine are stubby in comparison. My nails are so short because I bite them when I have nothing else to fidget with. Her nails were at least an inch long on her nailbed, it was like they were groomed specifically for nail art and extensions (i suppose they were). I've never thought about my hands before. I used to like having scarred hands. But now they make me feel sick.

I needed a change of pace. I switched to a video that detailed tips and tricks for DIY alt/goth fashion by a channel called Rattus Rattus. Loved it. Only made it 20 minutes in as it was 1:30am and I was fading. Captivated by each of the videos telling me how to achieve a certain level of high-maintenace girlhood, my eyes drooped closed until i could keep them open no longer. I lied down on the floor and fell asleep until my husband decided it was time to sleep in a real bed.

Anyway. Big day yesterday for learning and new experiences. It was intense. Time for sleep.

TURN YOUR SOUND ON FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

Progress continues!

Nothing too new here, but I finished some more Mark III marines from the Burning of Prospero box for my pre-Heresy Emperor’s Children. I did magnetize all of these ones except for the legionary with the vexillum. I figured I would keep the vexilla for marines that will only be carrying bolt guns to give some of them a little more interest.

I think the custom Emperor’s Children pieces still work alright for the sergeant in Mark III armour even though the torso and helmet are technically Mark IV variants. the left shoulder, however is still a custom Mark III piece so no problem there.

You may also notice that I added a sculpted “III” to the sergeant’s right pauldron. I picked some of these up 3D printed from Shapeways. There’s a lot of things on that site that you can use to customize an army. This was a nice way for me to avoid a little more freehanding and instead use something that looks a little nicer :). Unfortunately I could have used one for the Mark IV sergeant I already painted but all well. That one’s done now! I figure I’ll save them for special characters anyways rather than use them on everyone. That way characters stand out more if they don’t already have a custom shoulder piece.

I also painted and magnetized a bunch of weapon options for the sergeant including a thunder hammer, but I didn’t add all those pictures to this post. All those weapons are compatible with the other sergeant as well which is really cool! The only difference between the Mark III and Mark IV hands is a couple tiny rivets anyway so it doesn’t really look like they don’t belong together.

With these 5 finished I now have an even number of Mark IV and Mark III tactical marines painted at 10 each. That’s 20 of an overall 60 marines to paint. Not too bad but still a long ways to go! I might switch focus now to the Betrayal at Calth box exclusively before doing anything else from the Burning of Prospero Box. We’ll see if I can keep my stamina up for painting purple :).

I think next however will be the Contemptor dreadnought from Betrayal at Calth since it will be a little different and it means I would have finished all the Emperor’s Children I need to in order to use as proxies for the Word Bearers and be able to finally give the game a try!

I’ll probably post a teaser picture of that relatively soon, but until then I just wanted to add one more picture of the power sword I painted for the sergeant in this photo set because I think the lightning effect came out a little better than last time.

JK Rowling really named that dude Xenophilius Lovegood.

XENOPHILIUS.

XENOPHILE.

Fucker of foreign ppl.

"ius" is a suffix meaning "belonging to" or "made of"

Foreign people fucker made of Lovegood

I just finished painting my nails for the first time!! No tutorial, no nothing. The nail polish remover make me a little dizzy to be honest completely a bit. They don't look that good. But I'm happy. Maybe I'll decide to remove it all tomorrow before I go out.

The Rust Disciples.

worn axes left to rust and rot in the forest sometimes become these strange creatures when fungi colonizes their handles. if you meet them in the woods, mind your business. if you are cruel they'll hunt you until you either leave their territory or are caught and chopped to bits. if you linger near them too long you might feel compelled to follow them deeper into the woods. you'll hike deeper and deeper with a growing group of the creatures until you get to a small pile of ancient burnt wood and crumbled stone in a clearing so off the beaten path that whatever was there before has almost completely returned to the earth. you will kneel down on soft mossy ground beside the beasts and mourn and laugh and cry and sing until you grow too tired to move. you will then wake up alone, feeling disoriented but content.

you will never find out what god you were grieving.

over on patreon Sean Dehoff wanted conjoined disciples, Kyle Weiss wanted forgotten gods, and Trip Space-Parasite wanted mushroom cyborgs (I'm counting a mushroom with an ax melted into it that's probably full of ghosts as a cyborg. fight me.).