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insanelyadd · 1 year

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I’ve been in the mood to draw some FIRL (fiction in real life), maybe because it’s cold and icy and covered in snow here. But anyways I’m having fun, so here’s some pictures I’ve finished but not posted.

#invader zim #scooby doo #deltarune #tawog #ed edd n eddy #steven universe #who framed roger rabbit #fosters home for imaginary friends #ducktales #the proud family #the smurfs #firl #insanelyadd

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drtenebrisxii · 1 year

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"Onírica - Sea of Tranquility"

There are peaceful spaces even in the most demential chaos... Gaspar and Cassandra stopping a moment to enojy and thank for said peace...

I'm still getting used to digitalart, I've taken a lot more than I'd want to finish this, but I think I'm getting the hang of it x3

Anway, I hope you like it! ^^ And I wish you all a Merry Christmas! that the birth of Jesus Christ becomes a moment of calm and unity to you all uwu

PD: here in Lima, Perú, is Summer, so yeah, our christmas is closer to this than anything related to snow ;V hehe

#onirica #fantasy #scifi #science fiction #cute #oc #furry #digital art #character design #sweet #daemon #dragon #firl #dragoness #bread #beach #summer #ruins #dreamscape

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delinquenzanews · 2 years

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Rugby League: l'Italia ospiterà a Pasian di Prato gli Europei U19 (1 - 11/9/22). Ecco i convocati Azzurri

Rugby League: l’Italia ospiterà a Pasian di Prato gli Europei U19 (1 – 11/9/22). Ecco i convocati Azzurri

Sette le nazionali che si daranno battaglia per il titolo continentale presso gli impianti del RC Pasian di Prato Dal primo all’undici settembre, presso gli impianti sportivi del RC Pasian di Prato (UD), l’Italia del League organizzerà gli Europei U19. Si tratta di una scommessa vinta e costruita dalla macchina organizzativa della FIRL – Federazione Italiana Rugby League che è riuscita a…

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#Europei #firl #Italia U19 #Italia XIII #Pasian di Prato #rugby league

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sebjir · 2 years

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jeden nekonvenční černokněžník

i do have this back-up doodle of my dnd oc Virven. drawn a week ago before the 'puter break

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#m-f-w #sebjir #my art #no oc claiming please :(#my oc #original character #portrait #artists on tumblr #art #drawing #digital art #fantasy #dnd #firling #firbolg #tiefling #warlock

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nessatism · 13 days

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i heard y’all were feeding off crumbs. vanessa afton for my leeches <3

i didn’t mean to make her buff, but here we are.

#fnaf movie #five nights at freddys movie #vanessa afton #vanessa shelly #fnaf #i love buff women #GIRLS FIRLS GIRLSGIRL

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stuffedsand · 3 months

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the pair to my last question!! hello hello again milgramblr, i hope youre not tired of my silly little questions yet

Out of the 6 Innocent prisoners in trial 1, who would you have voted Guilty? This is without any knowledge of trial 2, so disregard kotokos attacks, shidous doctoring thing, kazui defending others etc etc, focus only on trial 1. Who's T1 innocent do you disagree with the Most?

#milgram #these r kinda like couplets haha. cny festiveness (JOKE jokign)#anyways uh. id go w muu sorru firl #mostly cuz i dislike her as a person. oooopsie.#idk i didnt like muu t1 and i wasnt surprised by inmf when i forst got here haha #sand speaks #ohhh my god im so smart. i forgot my questions tag.#answer my questions boy

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random-brushstrokes · 9 months

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Walter Firle - An Old Song (1897)

#Walter Firle #german art #genre painting #1890s

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insanelyadd · 14 days

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Posting both my commissions sheets together and talking about my commissions being open again because I haven't been able to afford to eat more than one meal a day for the last four months. Would very much appreciate some commissions, even if they're only sketches. I do not have a slot limit because I never get more than three people commissioning me at once anyways.

I also do animation and comic commissions which are the first sheets listed price per frame/panel

Price for something like this: 6 frames x $15 = $90

Price: 6 frames x $35 = $210

Price: 12 frames x $25+$15 = $480 + $50 BG = $530

#commissions open #commissions #artists on tumblr #gif #animation #2d animation #undertale #the owl house #firl #need to make more animations for myself tbh #they're very satisfying to finish

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nerevar-quote-and-star · 3 months

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Look, we thought pairing my LDB up with freaking Yrsarald Thrice-Pierced instead of Ulfric would be funny.

It wasn't. It was just sad.

As I told my dear sweet @elder-dragon-reposes, it's one thing for one of Ulfric's followers clear across Skyrim to get heart eyes for Ulfric's girlfriendsword arm, but it's another matter entirely if it's one of his generals. In his own city.

Yrsarald remembers the Dragonborn from when she came to call Ulfric to the Greybeards' council. He remembers that she was soft-spoken and adamant about the World-Eater. She's hopeful and compassionate, and that stands out to him, even if she is an elf.

Ulfric doesn't seem to mind her ancestry, so Yrsarald elects to ignore it untilunless it becomes a problem.

News comes that Alduin has been banished, and the Dragonborn is about Skyrim, helping people. It's . . . nice that the foreign half-elf seems to care so much for the well-being of Skyrim and her people. Yrsarald keeps tabs on her through the informants and spy networks. It's a matter of security if the Dragonborn turns traitor to Skyrim and helps the blasted Thalmor. Galmar isn't keeping up with it, so for Ulfric and the Stormcloaks' sake, Yrsarald is.

But all he hears are good things. She wins admiration everywhere she goes, but she doesn't belong anywhere. Balgruuf the Greater is trying to tie the Dragonborn to Whiterun, but she's as flighty as Kyne's winds. Somewhere in there, Yrsarald learns her name is Leara Ormand and she's from HIgh Rock. She grew up on magic and chivalry. She probably sees life as a fairy tale. He may disdain her for it.

But then she comes to Windhelm. They've had troubles of their own, being stretched between the care of the city and fighting a war. And she solves problems. He hears she's investigating the serial killer in town . . .

. . .then finds the Butcher, and she's hurt? Ulfric is concerned, but Yrsarald finds himself livid. He cannot see his Jarl's worry for his own shame that their hero came to help them, and all she got in return was a bleeding wound and permafrost on her skin.

Imagine being so in love with an otherwise mythic figure, a celebrity, that you can't see that your friend, your brother, is also in love with her. How can you see it when you aren't ready to admit your own feelings?

Leara is renting a room at Candlehearth when Yrsarald decides he needs to pay his respects to her. She is surprised when he meets her near dinner. He has never seen a woman so precisely featured before. She's not in armor (he's only seen her in silver plate); her hair is down (curling in blood rose vines) and she's bundled in a cornflower blue dress (it's loose to accommodate her bandages). He wants to sit down and talk to her, but he doesn't. He thanks her, though, and she smiles. He stops by the counter later to make sure Elda sends her a dessert .

"But don't bother her with who it's from." "Well if that's how you choose to show your appreciation."

Yrsarald buys Leara sweets after that. She doesn't know it's him. She knows it's someone who appreciates her service and feels bad about her getting hurt, but Elda won't crack. Drat the woman.

Leara wonders if Ulfric is gifting her the sweets. She wants to hope it's Ulfric. She wants their past to be past and for her to appreciate everything she continues to do not for him, but to his benefit; she wasn't drawn in by his smile or anything. Who else would it be if not him? Ralof? He's not in town. General Stone-Fist didn't seem too bothered about her.

Leara's still healing. She's not bedridden or anything, but she's not fit to go beyond the city gates where there are bandits and dragons and necromancers (oh my!), so she decides that visiting the court wizard might be a fruitful investment of her time. She shuffles off to the Palace of the Kings. She runs into Jorleif right off and, on telling him she'd like to visit the court wizard, he's ready to take her to Wuunferth because she's been to see him before, and after all, she is the Dragonborn.

And this is that delightful moment when fate can swing either way because if Ulfric shows up and offers to walk Leara, that's all she wrote. Yrsarald's lost his chance because now that soft smile from Candlehearth is directed at the Jarl, not him, and Yrsarald will never get it back.

But maybe, just maybe, if Yrsarald gets to Leara before Ulfric does, if he captures her attention in conversation, maybe she'll look at him.

For a general commanding troops, it's terribly hard to be brave before a woman.

He would ask her how she's healing from the attack, and Leara would sigh, tired with herself but patient in her speech, because she's healing but she feels like she's letting the people down. And the tips of her ears might turn pink (Yrsarald didn't know elf ears did that) because Leara didn't mean to be that candid and trouble him – but Yrsarald is tripping over himself to tell her that she's done more for Skyrim than anyone (why is his neck red?) and it's reasonable for her to convalesce after an injury.

"Rest and eat apple tarts." ". . . how did you know I was eating apple tarts?"

Yrsarald coughs (he did not mean to tell her that). Leara is staring at him. They're at Wuunferth's quarters. She blinks at him before thanking him for guiding her through the palace. Then she's gone, and Yrsarald is kicking himself for being an idiot.

He's smitten.

Soon (too soon) Leara has healed from her injury and she's at the palace again, but this time she's offering to help Ulfric negotiate a permanent peace between both sides. Ulfric's seen Leara at the table, he knows what she can do. Galmar is more skeptical, but when Ulfric looks to Yrsarald for his opinion (and Leara's too-blue winter deep eyes follow) he says to let her have at it.

Leara needs to be brought up on the Stormcloaks holdings and Ulfric says he'll help her, but then Galmar needs him for something else and Yrsarald (does NOTdoes) jumps at the chance to help the Dragonborn. She's attentive and quiet, and asks the right questions about supplies and movements. And Yrsarald realizes as he's talking to her that Leara has been in a war before.

"Were you in the Great War?"

The stiffening of her shoulders is almost imperceptible. He'd have missed it if he weren't watching her so intently.

"Yes."

Her reply is measured. She does not lie.

"Legion?"

Because everyone was in the Legion then. Back when it fought for Skyrim. He wouldn't fault her if she was . . . why is her face sour? Her mouth is pinched.

"It doesn't matter–" "It does."

Why does it matter? He wonders, why is he pressing?

Her eyes are wide. So wide and too-blue.

Leara looks ill.

And then he knows.

He knew from the beginning she couldn't be trusted. She was an elf. All elves scurried back to the Thalmor in the end. She was here for that blasted Thalmor "ambassador" – she would betray Ulfric and the sons of Skyrim to their deaths!

There's a breathless scream.

Yrsarald doesn't realize until then that he has her on the ground. She's so small and too precisely featured. Her eyes are too blue. She's a traitor, a liar, a fraud–

The Dragonborn does not care for Skyrim.

"Yrsarald, please–"

Yrsarald growls.

Why is she crying? Doesn't she realize what she's doing to Skyrim? – Done to him? All this time and Yrsarald realizes he let Leara lure him into a fairy tale, only for her to shatter it with frigid reality when he thinks, when he thinks . . .

He might love her.

But elves can't love.

"You will rue the day you stepped foot in Skyrim, elf!"

She's sobbing. If she were really a true Dragonborn, she'd try and Shout him off, but Yrsarald wonders if she lied about that, too. High Elf illusions.

"Yrsa–" "What's going–?!"

Then Yrsarald is yanked back forcibly. Galmar is there. And Ralof. And Ulfric.

Ulfric is on the floor with her. Kneeling beside her as she gasps and tears turn her white gold face into wet porcelain. Kneeling beside her as if the elf wasn't going to sell Ulfric and everything they'd worked for to the Thalmor!

Yrsarald strains against Galmar and Ralof. He grits his teeth.

"She's Thalmor!"

Galmar stills. Ralof pales. Ulfric's head is bowed. She isn't making any noise but she struggles to breathe and it's tearing Yrsarald apart and enraging him all at once.

"I know."

And with those words, Yrsarald questions everything he ever knew about Ulfric Stormcloak. Ulfric knew she was a Thalmor spy? Was he coming to stop her – but . . .

Then Ulfric is lifting Leara from the ground, helping her to her feet, and it's too gentle for a King about to arrest an enemy.

Her hands are grasping Ulfric's arm, her eyes wide. Ulfric's face is drawn.

"We will discuss this later."

And he walks out with her. And the elf is free. And Yrsarald doesn't understand.

And then Galmar speaks:

"What in Oblivion did you do?!"

Yrsarald . . . doesn't know anymore.

What he learns later is more than he could stomach. Leara was a member of the Thalmor and she was a member of the Blades before that, and during the war, she smuggled information from the Dominion to the Blades intelligence networks and then defected while smuggling Ulfric Stormcloak from captivity.

He's nauseous when Ralof tells him this. Respectful Ralof – save this time there's steel in his eyes and disdain in his voice.

Yrsarald realizes he deserves that.

Later, when she finds him at Candlehearth, drinking his weight in ale, he realizes he does not deserve the understanding and forgiveness and the self-loathing in her face.

"I know why you did what you did. I can't fault you for it, not when I could've sold your Jarl and cause out to the Dominion. But I–"

Leara's eyes trail off.

"I'm sorry."

He chokes out the words. Her eyes slip back. She was far away.

"I think it's for the best if we're not alone together anymore."

Then she's gone.

Yrsarald buys another round.

The next day, Galmar says Ulfric wants him in the Pale. Far away from the Dragonborn goes unspoken between them.

Yrsarald goes. Ulfric's face is hard when he bids Yrsarald goodbye. The Jarl is not as easily forgiving as the Dragonborn.

Yrsarald is in the Pale when, a month later, news comes that the Dragonborn is handling an armistice in Whiterun. Skyrim divided. What was she thinking? She's thinking for Skyrim, Yrsarald realizes. That's all she's thought about this entire time.

It's a year before he returns to the Eastern capital of Windhelm, and only then, it's because the High King is getting married.

Yrsarald sees her. He doesn't stay long after that.

After all, Ulfric would protect her. Had protected her. Even from Yrsarald.

He could live with that.

#thrice pierced/roseblade hurts actually like i am LEGIT hurt #i mean i actually made my fren CRY 😭#YRSARALD! SHE WAS ALMOST THERE AND THEN YOU THREW HER ON THE GROUND AND SCREAMED IN HER FACE #if he hadn't been an idiot they would've held hands #Or rather #his hand would've been on the table and she'd have put hers on his and done this cute quirky thing with her mouth and he'd have stared at i #skyrim #me at Yrsarald: Marny could've been YOUR SON! Kyneiren could've been YOUR DAUGHTER! You could've had ICE CREAM with Leara all the time!#BUT YOU HAD TO GO AND CHOKE HER ON THE FLOOR AND MAKE HER CRY #You could've bought her MORE apple tarts and she would've actually thanked YOU instead of thinking they came from some other guy!#but ulfric really said check mate and got the firl #yrsarald you dumb LOSER #anyway #rosecloak #FOREVER #oc: leara roseblade #ulfric stormcloak #yrsarald thrice pierced #windhelm #tes #the elder scrolls #ralof #galmar stone fist #last dragonborn #mod post #the ship name is very telling #pierced rose

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bumbleboa · 2 years

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I saw your recent post and honestly I can imagine sonoko accompanying shinichi clothes shopping just so she can sleep peacefully in the knowledge that his fashion sense won't embarrass ran in dates (I'm not saying shinichi has bad fashion sense, I'm saying sonoko says shinichi has bad fashion sense. I personally like most the outfits I've seen shinichi wearing)

Having rewatched all the movies recently, I do have very strong opinions about what the anime/movie cast dress him in. Special mentions to whatever the heck he was wearing in Darkest Nightmare... to a day to the aquarium. Or the outfit he wore in London for the confession. That one is very high up on the terrible scale as well. In both color ways. What is that, Shinichi.

There is a reason fandom latched on to him wearing a turtleneck ONCE and made it a style for him, we were starved for decent fashion choices to draw him in. To me, Shinichi doesn't care much for fashion. He learned early that dressing formally is seen as being put together and then created his wardrobe around it. More than anything he has a uniform, clothes he wears repeatedly because they work for him. In most of his pre-Conan days, he wore his school uniform everywhere. It worked, was formal enough and he didn't have to spend energy on thinking about what to wear. And he translated that over to Conan with his blazer and bowtie. Less thought spent on what to wear means he can think about cases more.

The few times he looked decent when he took the antidote he wore Heiji's clothes (movie 7, the Shinigami case arc) so he gets zero style credit for those either.

Thank you Heiji.

And since I watched all the movies again recently I can also confidently say that Kaito dresses Shinichi better whenever he disguises as him too. The bar is very low and easily cleared. Example:

I also attribute most cute Conan outfits to Ran having bought them for him.

Personally, I see style as something more than just clothes. You can make any clothing look good by the way you wear it and how you sell it. Shinichi just doesn't care enough one way or another. Is he dressed and things are clean? Probably good enough for him.

#dcmk #kudo shinichi #it's okay to have a uniform dresscode #and I think there is nothing wrong with seeing clothes just as clothes #Shinichi just doesn't care #he complains all the time when he is dragged along to clothes shop with the firls as Conan too #firedemongaming

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sebjir · 2 years

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forgot to post this one here oops. an older piece. a tasteful nude of my firling warlock babygirl Virven. sfw and all ofc. wanted to draw his body type :)

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hairydykecunt · 14 days

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back from a show and i am so so fucking horny again unfortunately. goddammit why can’t i just fuck afyer a show. why isn’t that a thing for me. licking up a girls sweaty pits and huffing and panting and ugh. omg. omg

#kitty talks #im so drink rn plssss omg omg i just. im in so kucu pain rn but i wanna give head #i wanna massage a firls sore back and slide my fingers down her pants and up her dhirt #god i really hope i get a fwb soon. cause man. man. i want to fuck and he silly as well

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