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꒰𑁬 : // anonymous requested: giovanni potage stimboard
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#giovanni potage#epithet erased#prison of plastic#ee#giovanni potage kin#epithet erased kin#prison of plastic kin#ee kin#stimboard#epithet erased stimboard#requested#mod shroom
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Shitty Mera Salamin aesthetic: sorry, this girl's name literally just means "mirror mirror"? tbh i think that might be an even more understandable villain origin story than the constant agony thing
#mera salamin#epithet erased#ee mera#mera epithet erased#epithet erased mera#mera salamin aesthetic#epithet erased aesthetic#ee mera aesthetic#mera epithet erased aesthetic#epithet erased mera aesthetic#mera salamin kin#epithet erased kin#ee mera kin#mera epithet erased kin#epithet erased mera kin#ee#ee aesthetic#ee kin#shitty aesthetic tm
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⚜️ | PERCIVAL KING
— aroace pride icons for anonymous ; like/rb if using
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hoping that now that prison of plastic is out there’ll be an uptick in the ee kinmunity - if anyone is kin from epithet erased or knows of any still-existing kin servers for it out there (i know there was one way back when but i don’t know if it’s still up anymore) feel free to say hi or shoot a link my way!! i’m kin with molly and we’ve got a sylvie somewhere in our system, but he doesn’t talk much
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the kins that have hit me hardest were vanitas (vnc) and dr Stephen strange (marvel) - as a tldr, the way they view themselves, their perceived relationships with others, and push to become someone better than they are now because of their fp or s/o hit the closest to home for me. vanitas and I connect most on a mental scale, with his implied bpd symptoms being so similar to my own (though less internalized), and his growth past shutting himself away from others thus refusing to grow and change, to becoming a more open-minded person in the end really resonate with me - especially when other characters take notice of it, it sounds like theyre talking directly to me and complimenting me for my achievements. Though, Stephen's character growth got to me more on a personal level - the whole character arc with his s/o, being able to take a step back and admit his faults, striving to work on himself while still longing for part of the past reminded me of my own partner heavily, so seeing it portrayed through a 'past' version of me on screen really hits HARD. but MENTAL ILLNESS ASIDE, I see aspects of my own personality within them both, the unintentional 'aloofness' and compulsive need to crack jokes as an example.
I could go on and ON with her, but the real ones(tm) know zora (ee) related emotions have smacked me in the gut multiple times, and she's the one I project onto and shift the most often, hence her being my biggest selfhood! - ☀️
#statement ends#prompt response#fictionkin#otherkin#kinfession#vnc kin#the case study of vanitas kin#vanitas no carte kin#marvel kin#vanitas kin#doctor strange kin#stephen strange kin#ee kin#epithet erased kin#zora salazar kin#☀️ anon
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could i get a flag for naven (epithet erased) :>? tysm!
Naven Introject / Kin Flag
Was talking with my boyfriend about how this character looks like the green version of my boyfriend’s Epithet Erased OC which existed like… ABOUT 2-3 years before Prison of Plastic came out 💀
#did#udd#osdd#system#introject#system disorder#alter#kin#introject flag#kin flag#naven nuknuk#ee naven#epithet erased#epithet erased naven#epithet erased prison of plastic
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here’s a few eclipses we’ve had sitting around for a hot minute. these brothers are basically “bastard teenage son with a toxic waste sign on his bedroom door” and “baby boy baby so leetle and smol”. more attendants for the mega pizzaplex au the better. Ee’s design is ours and Clips’ is @donitkitt’s.
#daycare attendant#fnaf sun#fnaf moon#sundrop#moondrop#glitchdrop#eclipse#ee#clipse#leoeclipse#hazeart#moonart#danniart#sunnyart#do not tag as kin/me/id etc or moon WILL steal your teeth and Ee will take your bones.
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Zure! https://www.lgbtqia.wiki/wiki/Xenogender
- 🐾💫 / 🍥🦴 anon
the link you sent didn't direct us to a specific gender flag, but it just led to the xenogender page, we're assuming by 'icon' you didn't mean just xeno, so can you try to link it again or just send a picture of it?
#🦴 after this is all over dont be a stranger. ♡ non kin post#wow this request is gonna be harder to figure out than ee expected#we're sorry that this is taking so long and stuff#and also that this is a big struggle
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+f ☿⛧☠☦[]x Red bite for eating, lazy eyes who watch at each other unmoving. Зеркало в коридоре клоаки, ячейка для клеток крови на двоих. Плащ и кинжал вместе с ней вырезали его. темно-красный, черный, серый, белый или желтый, запах дыма и сжатое потное дыхание или анальный шут в закусочной .
#are your eyes crossed Up for or are they uneven. A re you someone odd eyed or even bloody red death dealing dangerous and shit#just cover one eye cover her blind it hurts to see so much blood in one of you.#косоглазие problem#to get fixed sorted eventualllly#0 i see c e x o. i#{___}#x0<---------#x . 0#3#kin gmath#end in an then aventualrly#e ee e eee#forcing pee out Heh
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Happy Fossil Friday!
Who: Borealopelta markmitchelli
name meaning: "Northern shield" "Mark Mitchell"
pronunciation: Bore-ee-al-oh-pell-tah Mark-Mitchell-eye
What: A nodosaur, the un-clubbed kin to ankylosaurs
When: Early Cretaceous Period
Where: Alberta, Canada
Fun fact!: The specimen pictured above is one of the most well preserved dinosaurs ever discovered. It was discovered by miner Shawn Funk at Millennium Mine oil sands just north of Fort McMurray in Alberta. This local was perfect for exceptional preservation as the deposits were predominantly bitumen-rich (coal) sands. Preserved on the animal are not only skin impressions, but a snapshot image of what the animal would have looked like in life, and even red pigments have been found that indicate the hue of the skin.
Image Credits: (Left: Meet Borealopelta markmitchelli, ‘Best-Preserved Armored Dinosaur’ | Paleontology | Sci-News.com Right: M. Cross)
#paleontology#fossil friday#palaeontology#fossils#paleo#palaeoart#paleoart#canada#borealopelta#nodosaur#alberta#coal mining#mummified dinosaur
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꒰𑁬 : // anonymous requested: percy phone wallpapers
like / rb if saving ! please credit if using ♡
#percy king#percival king#epithet erased#ee#percy king kin#percival king kin#epithet erased kin#ee kin#phone wallpapers#epithet erased phone wallpapers#requested#mod shroom
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"In the deep dark woods
In the hermit lands
There lies an ancient fortress
Where the wary dare not go-ee-oh
Where the wary dare not go.
There the trees are tall
And the ice, it bites
See it's buried in the snow
Where the wary dare not go-ee-oh
Where the wary dare not go."
Scar adjusted his grip on the reigns as his sled continued on through the snow. For the last day of his trip, the ground started doing its best impression of a mountain glacier -- more ice than anything -- and while it made for better footing for the horse, his ride had gotten noticeably more uncomfortable over bumps and rocks. The ground just sounded harder here, and the myriad of jostles made him wince. Still, it was far safer than sledding down the river, which marked itself as a tempting makeshift road, winding through the valley. He could see runner tracks on it, something he was sure the locals found reassuring, maybe even integral to survival in the cold, dark winter. Scar wasn’t from here though, and the rivers he knew were temperamental and treacherous. One fall into frigid water was more than enough to end a life, and had ended several in the town he came from. So he watched the river warily and let his horse pick her way across the snow-laden banks.
"Abandoned by
It's craftsman's hands
And cursed by all that see it
Where the wary dare not go-ee-oh
Where the wary dare not go
The dungeon keeper
Sleeps deep inside
With the spirits he's devoured
Where the wary dare not go-ee-oh
Where the wary dare not go."
Scar’s sleigh hit a root, or some animal's bolthole or something, forcing a sudden, heavy lurch through the sleigh. He winced at the loud rattle of his supplies as they threatened to tumble out. Across his legs, Jellie let out a low, complaining rumble. The massive white and gray snow cat, currently doing the very important job of keeping his legs and feet warm, cracked an accusing green eye at him, as though it were his fault the ground was so bumpy.
Scar ruffled a hand through her fur placatingly. "Oh hush, you big 'ol lazy thing. You’ve done nothing but sleep all day, anyway.”
Jellie let out a loud harrumph, the white bloom of her breath freezing against her whiskers. Her eye closed again, and she didn’t make another sound.
"Lazy cat," Scar hummed affectionately, and ran his gloved hand across her fur again. He was tempted to take the glove off so he could feel the softness of her coat, but he resisted the urge. Scar has never known a cold like the cold in this part of the world. He knew winter, sure, everyone did, but there was something malicious and present in the way the cold worked here. It was the kind of cold that seeped into bones and rotted there, blueing and blackening the skin, almost sentient in its ferocity. Even lacking any wind save for the breeze of the running sleigh, the air here gnaws and tears like an animal, like peeling skin. Even the trees, blasted and twisted and tenacious, mark the winter wind's passing with the lean of their trunks. Evergreen needles bristled in undulating waves, sparsely broken by the dead, leafless limbs of deciduous trees. Here and there, trunks ruptured and scarred by the aftermath of freezing sap shattering them open stood like gravestones amidst their crowding kin.
It’s the dark remains of leafed trees that Scar finds the most interesting. While seasons do happen here, he had always been told it was too cold in this part of the world for a proper summer. There was only a season where it rained and iced more than it snowed. The fact that leafed trees had even tried to claim these forests was a marvel, here where even the evergreens started dying off the further he went. It was a bitter reminder to him that some of the death from this winter wasn't all from brutal, natural cold.
"In the deep dark woods
In the hermit lands
There lies an ancient fortress…"
Scar hummed to himself quietly, craning his head back to watch the looming, dark shape rising against the sky. The Frozen Citadel glared down at him with toothy, icicle sneers that laced every dark window and balcony. Its great black towers splintered the sky like obsidian blades, and icy ribcages clutched the spine of the road to its entrance. Despite the terror and foreboding the Citadel instilled, Scar felt a thrill of excitement as it grew nearer. It was like standing in the shadow of the corpse of some ancient monster, unfathomably old, unapologetic in its claim to existence. Villages die. Frost melts. Bones turn to dust. The Frozen Citadel remains.
"And we're going to get inside it," Scar grinned, and the frigid air on his teeth made his jaw ache.
Scar’s sleigh found the old cobbled road and glided across it, a flea scaling the trunk of a mastodon. The horse slowed its gait the farther up the road they went, casting nervous glances to the dead and dying vegetation around the Citadel. So close to the great structure, the trees looked more like ice sculptures than any living thing, and had probably died centuries ago, though the layers of ice built around them kept their silhouettes ever still. The world here was deafeningly quiet. All the small crawling, flying things of the forest didn’t dare stir, if they lived here at all. Even the wolves, haunting companions that had stalked Scar across the wilderness, had stopped their howling several hours ago. There was only the creaking of branches, the crackling of brittle snow, and the sleigh. Fanciful things came to him in the silence: the impression of a shout or an echo, the jibber of whispered voices, the refrains of old campfire songs. It was thrilling and strange to know the only thing making a sound around here was him. Haunting, oh, that was a good word. To admit it was haunting though, would be to admit he found it scary, and he couldn’t do that. Scar hadn’t admitted he was scared since he first read about the Citadel in his bedroom as a kid, hadn’t admitted he was scared when Jellie was still vicious and tried to bite his hands when he trained her, hadn’t admitted he was scared when he bought his sleigh and his horse and first struck out nearly three weeks ago. He would not admit he was scared now.
The horse knickered nervously, ears pressing back, and finally hauled them up to the Citadel entrance -- or as close to the entrance as the horse would allow. The gaping, toothy, maw-like doorway yawned open in front of them, showing the glimmer of blue fire within. He tried to coax the horse forward, reasoning to it about warmth and shelter and food, but something about the mouth-like portal made it rear and whinny, and finally give the sleigh a heavy kick with its back hooves.
“Alright alright! You don’t have to be so angry about it, stupid thing!” Scar chastised it, though he wasn’t able to keep the grin from his face. He could make camp outside, that was fine. Or maybe he would just picket the horse out here and make his camp inside. Yes, he liked that idea a lot, actually. Then he and Jellie would be safe and warm as close to the treasure as he could get, and tomorrow, oh tomorrow, he would delve in. Scar rubbed his stiff hands together greedily, and cleared his throat.
“Alright Jellie, time to work!”
At the command, Jellie harrumphed one more time and got to her feet, shaking out her fur. The moment her weight was off of Scar’s legs, a cold chill darted its way up his spine. He wiggled his toes -- All still mobile and full of feeling! -- and pulled his legs over the side of the sleigh.
“Help me down, Jellie,” Scar hummed pleasantly, and the large cat hunkered down beside him, the soft handles of her cloth harness within his reach. In a practiced motion (that had really taken way too long to train in hindsight) Jellie pulled her owner out of the sleigh, supporting most of his weight on her back as she went. When he was secure on the ground, she trotted to the spot at the back of the cart where the smaller toboggan was hooked in place. She pulled it to him, patiently waited as he got situated inside, and waited even longer as he clasped her harness to its tethers with his clumsy mittens.
“Alright!” Scar crowed triumphantly when everything was in place and securely fastened. “Take us in Jellie!”
The great snow cat shook out her fur and started forward, only bristling a little as she stepped towards the shadow of the Citadel’s interior.
“Absolutely not!” a voice boomed suddenly, startling both cat and handler to a stop. “Are you stupid or what? Get-- get away from that door!"
Scar turned as best he could in his toboggan to look over his shoulder -- at the three horses and riders who seemed to have popped out of the snow. Two of them he noticed, with the startled clarity of someone who wasn’t used to being on the business end of a weapon, had bows and arrows trained in his direction.
Scar, for lack of anything else to do, smiled and raised his hands -- partly in greeting, but mostly to keep from being poked full of arrows. “Well hello there!”
#the barking writer#decked out 2#goodtimeswithscar#goodtimewithscar#decked out 2 au#No Place of Honor#This is No Place of Honor#No Place of Warmth#<- just gonna throw all my working titles there because why tf not#anyway im not working on another big project <- lying
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So how do you guys pronounce some of the names in tfota? I found out that I pronounce some of them differently because of my first language so here we go,
Cardan: Car-dan (like the automobile and the nickname for Daniel. I heard it's supposed to be prounonced like Car-den?)
Jude: Joode
Madoc: Má-dock (probably the name that is the most different than how it's suppose to be pronounced. I heard it was suppose to be Ma-dec??)
Vivienne: Vivi-eenn
Taryn: Tahreen
Dulcamara: Dool-kah-mārah
Liriope: Lili-wrope (me thinking it was "Lilirope" this whole time until recently)
Balekin: Bale-kin (apparently it's bal-kin. But idk calling him hay-bale seems funnier)
Oriana: Or-ee-ana (pretty much the same)
Suren: Soo-wren (with a little bit of rolling the r's)
Caelia: Kaye-lia
Nicasia: Nih-cah-sia (IS IT SUPPOSE TO BE NIC-KAY-SYAH??? 😭😭)
Locke: Locke (what else is it suppose to be)
Rhyia: Ree-a
Valerian: Veh-le-reean
#it makes sense in my heax#head#nic-kay-syah confuses me#tfota#the folk of the air#the cruel prince#jude duarte#cardan#jude#procreate#the wicked king#cardan greenbriar#oriana#oak greenbriar#nicasia#wren#the queen of nothing#the stolen heir#high king cardan
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I really am just drawing a bunch of ee ocs but this is Madeline Candy and her epithet is Sweetheart! Her voiceclaim is also Queen Candy and she kins her so take that with what you will
#art#epithet erased oc#oc#oc art#epithet erased#digital art#epithet erased oc art#ee oc#my art#my oc art#my oc#original character#csp art#clip studio art#she is not normal at all
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May I request a blue whale kin moodboard? I love your style of making them. Thank you!
Blue whale with themes of the ocean, whale tails and krill for anon!
ee thank you!
#therian#therianthropy#therian things#moodboard#alterhuman#whale kin#whale therian#blue whale therian#blue whale kin#aquatic therian#aquatic kin#therian moodboard
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REQUESTS: CLOSED
Queue posts from 3PM - 5PM CST 1* per day
(*this number changes depending on how many asks i get, though i try to keep it at 3 or more)
rules for requests
- no NSFW requests (I am a minor)
- no Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss, Danganrompa,genshin impact, or Harry Potter related asks (for personal and obvious reasons)
- if its been weeks and your ask hasn't been answered, please don't spam my inbox with said ask
- not a rule but FEEL FREE TO SEND MULTIPLE IN A ROW! I DONT MIND!
- not much else, just be respectful 👍
REASONS I MAY NOT HAVE DONE YOUR REQUEST
- askbox ate it (happens often)
- I couldnt find a good image/ wasnt able to do it for other reasons
- topic was a touchy subject or made me uncomfortable
- I'm saving it for later
- I accidentally deleted it (I have issues with how my brain processes what I see. I have done this a couple times and feel really bad about. if you think this happened dont be afraid to dm me about it, AFTER that you may re ask it.
- you asked when requests were closed (accidents happen so if you reask when they are open I wont delete it)
about the mod
- Call me mod Martin, I Use He/Him and She/Her
- I don't kin or relate to Sylvie in any way, an asker said that he runs the blog and I ran with it. also Sylvie is a cool name so why not call myself it
- I try to get to these asap but I have sleep issues (ironic considering my Sylvie theme) that make it hard to have the time or energy.
- I love answering random asks about stuff, ask away (btw, if requests are closed non request related asks are still fine!)
- I haven't abandoned the cardboard cut out of Syvlie, I just need to figure out whats going on with my printer
tags I tend to use
epithet erased where they shouldnt be - main tag/ any photo with a character edited into it
not ee where they shouldnt be - off topic
Sylvie speaks - off topic posts that are mostly me saying something (may be changed to mod speaks if i ditch the Sylvie)
the pain of not being able to reply with a sideblog - replying to a comment (before the update)
Mod Sylvie - whenever I use one of Sylvie sprites to stand in as me in a post
not a place just silly edits - its in the tag. there was no place mentioned so it takes place in a blank void
Mod sylvies faves - favorite posts, i hand this out decently often
more to be added as I use em
If I sort things via tags I'll put them here for easy access!
(check reblogs for the post with character tags, reblog dont show up when searching the tags but this way still allows you to search my account for specific characters! comment if i forget to add any)
#epithet erased#epithet erased where they shouldnt be#not ee where they shouldnt be#sylvie speaks#main pinned post#the pain of not being able to reply with a sideblog#mod sylvie#mod sylvies faves
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