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beanlingpatch · 10 months
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Monthly Prompt: Teensy to Tall!
We've got a new Monthly Prompt live on the Beanling Patch website right now! The prompt will be open until September 5th!
TEENSY TO TALL
There have been rumors popping up around Prism Vale of an extraordinarily tall beanling appearing on the outskirts of the Vale. With all the rumors, beans have desided to see if they could possibly know or be the beanling in question! So lets break out the measuring tapes and take a peek to see who towers over the bunch, and which flowerlings could pass for beans!  Check out Beanling Height Differences here!
 A note: Collaborations are welcome on this prompt! There must be one Player Character in the image or text per collaborator, and each collaborator must submit the prompt individually!
Prompt rewards for this month include a Rare Mutation potion!
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spottednova · 6 months
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Collab adoptables open! I got to do the colors and shading for these kids, very happy with how they came out. Can bid here:
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frog-thot-art · 10 months
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Full collection of Art Fight attacks!
Full character + owner list below:
Dafodil (EmberBonfire) and Soren (asunaro)
Bomb-Rock and Sasha (@terraterracotta) / Morituris (@seanseabean)
Neon (@cekrophia) / Blightling (@isspeedyy)
Orchid (@carddelpapel)
Crystal (@carddelpapel) and Daisuke (Me)
Polly (@mockguffin) / Marrow (@emotibeast)
Itami (Knockoutlizard)
El Kaiju (@funkyspacealien) / Stratus (@syntaxaero)
Jackobb (@star-eyezz)
Aster @spookiesauce / Sambal (Mothdaze)
Swagbae (@gingerweed-man)
Dhinameptor and Sabigou (PatchworkPants)
Scintilla (Dark_Scintilla) / Carlos (@zig-zaggin)
Pascal (hi_im_bat)
Zephyr (Frank_Folf)
Gray (MysteryDungeon), Luna (HALFLIZARD), and Luso (Me)
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ribstongrowback · 1 year
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There is another life, fractured. A myriad of facets, nodes in a wide net, flashes of light in the dark peppered across the landscape, neither plant nor beast. Something else, something greater perhaps. Not that it knows, nor does it care. The blight is dotted across the chunks in the sky like itchy spots on the back of a great beast. The fungal forests sprout from its mycelium, and the blightlings are born from it, tend to it, and some day, they return to its mouldy embrace. The forests take many shapes, chanterelles, toadstools, amanitas and many others, with towering mushrooms of dizzying heights inhabited by their enigmatic smaller cousins. Each of them has a monarch of boundless wisdom, gazing upon the stars from mushroom tops, waiting.
All of them hate each other, with a passion, which the monarchs can only explain with “it’s what’s expected” as the closest translation, and none of them wish to elaborate on what they are waiting for. There are beautiful things beyond the shroomline, a few will say, we merely wait for them. The mushrooms simply go about their incomprehensible existence, drinking in sunlight and watching travellers with a curious eye, for such is their want. Some of them sport guns taken from those who came to die in their shade. The blight is for quiet contemplation, it does not entertain outsiders. It tolerates intruders but only offers its bounty to friends, and hungry raiders can be rather unfriendly. The blightlings are not smart, but they’re smart enough to know to defend themselves from predators. They form roving packs to push back wild beasts and other intruders with coordinated ambushes and guerilla tactics, striking from the mushroom tops with ferocious bravery in the face of creatures almost always two feet taller than them, at least. And still, adventurers come. Some look for a challenge to which the more gutsy blightlings are more than happy to rise up to, some seek to gather supplies from the ample bounty of fungal flesh, but whatever they’re in here for, none can help but wonder, where did they come from? Theories. Some people believe they were seeded from beyond the stars and are waiting for their kind. Others think they’re yet another victim of our forebears, fellow humans twisted out of the animal realm for some nefarious purpose or other, condemned to formless existence beyond humanity.
And then a blightwalker comes, and everyone goes wild. A corpse will shamble into town, knit from the mould, burgeoning with fungus, and salute. Grim puppets from a wandering mycelium, they joyfully oscillate on their legs, knitting themselves back together whenever they get hit, and trudging ever forward. They seek to learn and see, they say. A whole world out there, they say. Few dare reply, most turn their eyes away from the macabre display. Yet some extend a hand, and find it gripped by the cold, clammy limbs of a new friend. One day, they will stop walking and put down the mycelium of another burgeoning fungal forest, but for now, they will travel, and hope that the world they see is kind to their companions.
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vvartorn-blog · 7 years
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@blightled replied to your post “ replies  are  being  queued  right  now  as  i’ll  be  at  the  park...”
I FEEL THAT
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IM WEAK
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servingliesarch · 7 years
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ship meme: him + freya tho
send me a ship and I’ll tell you…   / accepting.
who asks the other on dates: merlin. freya’s pretty shy, so it’s merlin.
who is the bigger cuddler: also probably merlin. she’s just so soft, okay.
who initiates holding hands more often: also merlin, but once she’s comfortable enough, she does it as often as he does.
who remembers anniversaries: they both do.
who is more possessive: oh, i don’t think they are that.
who gets more jealous: i mean, probably merlin, but they’re devoted enough that it’s not a problem that often.
who is more protective: oh dude, like merlin definitely, but i actually think if she got to live, she’d get as bad as him.
who is more likely to cheat: neither.
who initiates sexy times the most: they probably do equal amount of times.
who dislikes PDA the most: they both like to keep things private. probably freya more than merlin tho.
who kills the spider: merlin does. or they let it out.
who asks the the other to marry them: merlin does.
who buys the other flowers or gifts: merlin showers her with gifts, but she probably tries to give back as much as she can.
who would bring up possibly having kids: i think freya, mostly because merlin’s just constantly running around and it’s hard to plan ahead.
who is more nervous to meet the parents: well, freya doesn’t really have a family, so she probably would be terrified to meet his mum, but hunith would adore her.
who sleeps on the couch when the other is angry: merliiiiin.
who tries to make up first after arguments: probably merlin.
who tells the other they love them more often: i also think it’d be merlin.
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logophilism · 5 years
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7-7-7 Tag Game
Thanks @inkpot-dreamer for tagging moi :)
Rules:
Go to the seventh line of the seventh page of your WIP and copy seven lines,  starting at the seventh line. Tag seven people.
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From The Grey City:
At least the strange find had taken her mind off Melody. Home, she thought, Fix the sewing machine then open the box.
 Bree turned the last corner to her house, clutching the box in both hands. Hearing the distinct whinnying of horses, she kept her expression blank, her steps quick and intentful. She walked past the horses, past the lacquered wagon — no, lacquered carriage. But just as her hand reached for the doorknob, she heard the familiar cry behind her.
 “Oi! Blightling!”
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symbaroum · 3 years
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Ein schlauer Titel 02.02.
Wir bringen das Teil erst mal in unser Lagerhaus, da die Übergabe erst um Mitternacht stattfinden soll. Im Inneren ist eine kupferne Tafel, sehr alt, mit symbarischer Keilschrift.
Sarkomals Prophecy
"In the ruins of Symbaroum a dream sight revealed a well, a cauldron, a sinkhole. Out of its depth a blightling came sidling, filth forged in flesh, cruelty carved in bone, a decoction of the World Serpent’s marrow. The blight beast ogled me hungrily and in its burning eyes I saw the death of all."
"Dreaming I was carried to the hall, fell with the leaves to mossy floors beneath eerie vaults. I settled afore a regal seat; of human design, from oaktree and pine, a terrible thorn-covered throne. And carried by the seat a being, the father of ruin and mother of hope, in flesh, in blood."
"...where night and day are without meaning, where darkness shimmers and light gathers in shadows, there stands the throne that again shall carry a mistress, a regent, a peer of the divine...".
Tinto meint, der Kaiserthron ist auch als Dornenthron bekannt. Kurz vor Mitternacht wollen wir von unserem Lagerhaus zum Treffpunkt, als ein Pfeil in unsere Richtung fliegt. Es greifen uns 5 Nahkämpfer und 2 Armbrustschützen aus einem Hinterhalt an. Wir erledigen alle bis auf einen, den letzten stabilisieren wir während er bewusstlos wird. Der Anführer hatte eine Maske aus Knochen auf - die aussieht wie eine Krähe - und 10 Thaler. Der Chef hieß Erok, war wohl mal ein bekannter Schatzsucher. Der Bewusstlosen schaffen wir in unseren Keller.
Danach kundschaftet Flederkin den Weg aus und wir gehen zum Treffpunkt mit Dekamedo um ihm unsere Kiste zu geben.
Wieder im Keller stellen wir leichte Korruption bei ihm fest. Er hält uns für getarnte Hexenjäger, der Prinz hat sie vor uns gewarnt. Für ihn ist Korruption Macht. Eroc hat von der schwarzen Hexe gelernt, danach hat er sie vernichtet. Es gibt wohl noch eine ähnliche Gruppe in Schwarzmoor. Wirklich mehr kriegen wir nicht raus, daher übergeben wir ihm den Dämmerungsmönchen.
Fürs erste gehen wir schlafen. Außer Mäusekin, der das Treffen der Brandstifter belauscht, die sich ja wieder treffen wollten. Es handelt sich um echte Fanatiker. Ihr Anführer heißt Dolani, der davon schwafelt die Dunkelheit zu bekämpfen. Der oberste Vater Jeseebegai wird die Welt anführen und das Dunkle (= auch alle anderen Rassen) muss vernichtet werden. Kargoi Salamos und Anderen wird gedankt, dem Nachfahren des Lichtbringers, der sie unterstützt. Vor dem nächste Angriff wollen sie noch mehr Mitglieder rekrutieren. Sie nennen sich Söldner der Sonne.
Am nächsten Morgen gehen wir als 1. zur Wache und machen eine Aussage wegen des Überfalls. Danach geht’s zur Legation. Sie hat etwas über Familie Salamos vorbereitet. Kargoi ist der letzte noch lebende der Familie. Er war Mitglied einer Eingreiftruppe gegen die Untoten. Er wohnt inzwischen in einer Villa in Distelfeste. Serex Attio wohnt neben ihm, der Schlüsselmeister der Stadt.
Eroc ist auch bekannt, er hat auch ein Haus in der Stadt. Wir bekommen die Adresse. Zu Anadea muss sie noch etwas recherchieren. Von dem „Prinzen“ der Kultisten kennt sie auch nur Geschichten. Falls er exisitert, soll er die finsteren Zirkel kontrollieren.
Unser nächsten Ziel ist Deseba im Tempel. Wir erzählen ihr von Kargoi. Sie will, dass wir ihn davon abbringen den Priester weiter schaden zu wollen. Wir versprechen ihr, dass wir das weiter verfolgen. Dafür gibt sie uns jetzt schon Informationen zu Anadea. Ihr Freund, der auch vor Kurzem die Ausbildung verlassen hat (Arkel) lebt in Glimmervann, Dorf 1 Tag westlich von hier. Außerdem gibt es noch einen Gefangenen hier in den Heretikerzellen. Er wurde in einem Goblindorf gefangen genommen. Er hat aber seltsame Dinge über korrumpierte Kulte erzählt. Dann führt sie uns in die Wohnzelle von Anadea. Neben normalen Sachen finden wir eine kleine Box mit Papier und Kohlestiften. Neben alltäglichen finden wir eine Zeichnung eines steinernen Torrahmens mit einem steinernen Brunnen und 12 humanoide Figuren, die in das Wasser des Brunnen starren. Dem Gegenüber steht ein Elf. Tinto meint, der Brunnen könnte auch elfisch sein. In der Waschkommode finden wir ein verstecktes Notizbuch. Es sind Mitschriften barbarischer Legenden mit Markierungen. Alle markierten Stellen wurden irgendwelche barbarischen Tabus gebrochen, was dann zur Korruption geführt hat. Als letztes finden wir noch eine einfache Halskette mit silbernem Medaillon in Form eines Schildes mit eingraviertem Raubvogel im Sturzflug. Deseba erkennt darin das Zeichen von Haus Erebus, denen Schwarzmoor gehört.
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You  can  find  me  here    !
001.    WINTERHELLED    (  Hot  Pie  of  Game  of  Thrones / ASOIAF  )    Active 002.    FIRSTSPOT    (  Bridgette  Cheng  of  the  Miraculous  Ladybug  PV  )    Hiatus 003.    QUEENEDBEE    (  Chloé  Bourgeois  of  Miraculous  Ladybug  )    Active 004.    KANGAROOED    (  Miraculous  Ladybug  OC  )    Active 005.    QNTIC    (  Quantic  Universe / Zagtoon  Focused  Multimuse  )    Active / UC 006.    SEASTORM    (  Zak  Storm  of  Zak  Storm:    Super  Pirate  )    Semi-Hiatus 007.    HEROFATE    (  Hero  of  Ferelden  of  the  Dragon  Age  series  )    Active 008.    BLIGHTLED    (  Dragon  Age  Focused  Multimuse  )    Active 009.    TOOTHKEPT    (  Toothiana  of  Rise  of  the  Guardians  )    Hiatus    ?? 010.    WYTCHRED    (  Unnamed  Witch  of  Pixigirl  )    Hiatus 011.    NEMETHIAN    (  Princess  Mithian  of  Merlin  )    UC 012.    FATECONTROL    (  Sarah  Connor  of  Terminator  1  and  2  )    UC 013.    SPIRITHUNT    (  Fandomless  Ghost  Hunter  OC  )    UC 014.    DWARVN    (  Dragon  Age  OC    -    Sideblog  to  HEROFATE  )    Active
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beanlingpatch · 11 months
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It's Sprouting time!
From June 16th to June 30th, sprouting sign ups will be open! For anyone who has flowerlings or blightlings, you can sign up to get a batch of sprouts made for them! Just click the link here to find out more about the event!
For anyone who doesn't, go ahead and take a look at the NPCs on the site here- you can pick a pair and submit them in order to get your first beanling as a little sprout from the pair you've chosen!
And, for anyone interested but not wanting to commit until you see the designs- stay tuned, because there will be a flat sale raffle at the end of July that will be for the sprouts that don't have homes!
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spottednova · 10 months
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[BP] Dream x Destiny
 Beanling Patch (dA) / The Beanling Patch Site   It's Sprouting time! Beans 1, 3, and 4 from this batch were claimed, but bean #2 will be available in the flat sale raffle that will be coming up in the next day or so!   Join us on the Discord for more fun!   Beanlings and Blightlings are a species owned by Ceru-Blues
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tinguish-blog · 7 years
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Day 3- Blightling
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sieadaitgr · 7 years
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This is Martta's life story. Part 4: Dragons. It is disjointed in style and might be confusing at times, as it has constantly been edited as events went by. If you are reading this, she has Finaled, and this has been posted online. I am also not including beyond the bare minimal about other Pcs or their stories as that is their tales to tell, only key NPCs will be named. NO META!
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Shortly after, kobolds began arriving in town. They were panicked and scared, their colour leeching out until they were all grey. Something had changed the balance. Word arrived, the dragons would be coming. Her Lord, Erona-Hera came out to the town as the Great White One, informing them of his kin's arrival. Ra'Ziel of the forest. Vor'Liea, the giver of Essence. Tun'Draah of the cold and snows. Even Roe'Salth of destruction and flame came to lend his hand. All but Vox'Vako, which is for the best for all.
She stayed to the side while Erona-Hera spoke with the other dragons. She pretended to turn a deaf ear when he would jest with the others about how he had always despised her kind. Or would, perhaps unintentionally, mock her intelligence or the idea of prayer. After all, it is not her Lord's fault that he is bound to speak truth, and dragons are prideful creatures. She would simply move further away, and do her best to hide her hurt.
The following day, the dragons had trials to gain their kobolds their colours back. While she was dedicated to helping her Lord, she was not commanded by him to help elsewhere and so let the followers of each dragon tend to their kind. Instead she took her time to meditate and calm her heart, mindlessly running her thumb over her stone-carved idol until her mind went blank.
When the time came for her to help her Lord, there was to be a battle against an avatar of the god Ares. She did her best to keep Him and the citizens of Haven alive during the fight, although some were dying before she could get to them. And then she saw her Lord fall, His head struck from His body. She does not remember this fight, and only knows from the hearsay of others that she had fallen to His side, offering her life for His. Whomever was listening granted her this wish, taking a life from her to save Him.
Upon her return, after his initial joy, the growling and glaring started. They talked about what she did, and while He acknowledged He was not surprised, He was still upset about her giving up a life for him. This confused her a little. She expected such things from her friends in Haven. But she was not expecting to hear that her Lord seemed to actually have been bothered by her death. She has always assumed she was nothing more than a voice in the multitude of ones He must hear, at most that she was a conveniently placed tool.
She made Him promise to be more careful. That, once she was dead He was free to do as He wished, and if He wanted to rest she would be waiting on the other side of the river for Him. What she left unspoken was that she knew that she could not bury Him without following Him shortly after into the grave. A heart can only break so many times.
Even as they ran from a horde of blightlings into the night. Even as she watched Him channel a barrier to keep them at bay, her mind kept up its turmoils thoughts. She managed to get Him aside, and ask His consent to remove the tattoos of his marks, which He consented. They both claimed to retire early that evening, while instead she consulted with her goddesses and gained their consent to follow Erona-Hera closer, including their permission to remove their holy symbols as well from her body.
The next morn, as the group mingled at their meal, the barricade broke.  An avatar of Vox'Vako attacked with blightlings, and the citizens were swarmed, infected, and she lost her mind into the blackness of Blight. Her last sane thought was a prayer that an unconscious Erona-Hera would somehow escape.
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beanlingpatch · 11 months
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A batch of LGBTQA+ themed beanlings and blightlings! These guys are up for flatsale, each $15, and the Lesbian and Ace ones are the only ones still available at the time of this posting. 
Payment is through paypal, and you can either claim them over on deviantART or on here~
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beanlingpatch · 11 months
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Welcome to the Beanling Patch~
Hello everyone!
This is the official blog for the Beanling Patch ARPG!
I'm Sugar, one of the mods for the Beanling Patch website and species.
If you're wanting to find out more about beanlings, head over to the website here: Welcome to the Beanling Patch!
And if you'd like to come join us to chat on the Discord, go ahead and send me a message here! (Or go grab the link off the website; mostly just not posting it here directly because of Tumblr's whole bots problem.)
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beanlingpatch · 6 months
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Winter's Toll (open auction) by Ceru-Blues
We’ve got some collab beans up for sale to suit the cooling weather in these late-year months! They’re all auctions and can be bid on on deviantART
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