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Various metal trinkets, keys and coins (and one plastic spider) I haven’t shown yet, I think. 
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elismiling · 9 months
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i cant explain the powerful urge to just find
r o c k s
feathers
s t i c k s
glass
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hotelchlorine · 1 year
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obviously theres overlap between many groups and I probably forgot a lot of stuff, but yeah polls!!! let me know if theres something I should know about
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invasive-flora · 1 year
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poem about being autistic i wrote before i knew im autistic
I am something that perhaps was once human
A thing caught in glimpses
But never clear enough to be real
Never seen fully enough to construct
  Something beautifully terrible
A wild thing
A child abandoned in the wood
Taken in by faeries
  Not a swap, not an even deal
One life for another
Just a quiet whisking away
For the chance that was in it
  But sídh are not men
They are secrets and whispers
Strange-mannered folk, easily angered
Not the type to make grown from a child
  I would have to do the raising myself
Create a person without seeing one
How odd, to craft what one has never lived
Like a medieval painting of an animal, never quite right
  So I set to task to build a self
A something, at least
A haphazard making of a man
An insulting impression of a woman
  A mask can take a battering
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gleamiarts · 1 year
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magpie study
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dolicho-vespula · 1 year
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I updated my trinket shelf /v\ everything in the sorter is protected from dust, and everything takes up less room sorted that way so I was able to put in almost all of my trinkets that were previously stored out of sight. whoopie!
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ringworldbuilding · 1 month
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People Part III
The Sorrowfolk
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The humans of the Moody Mountains are very diverse of culture owing to the many deep valleys that separate them. Each valley no matter how small is essentially it's own kingdom. Today we will focus on the folk of the crooked network of vales called The Sorrows.
The Sorrows take their name from a legend of the large glacial central lake where the vales meet. It's a salt water lake, and the legend says that it was created in ancient times after the death of the hero Rhedeg, when, upon hearing the news, his wife the Lady Caruad fell into an inconsolable grief and flooded the valley with her tears. Her spirit is still said to haunt the area, and salt from the lake is the region's biggest export. If you have read the post about the Ridwin race, you might notice a similarity in the story of Caruad grieving a lake into existence with her tears and the Ridwin religion's belief that the earth itself is a dead god and the rain is the tears of a goddess who grieved herself out of existence.
Like many humans of The Moody Mountains the Sorrowfolk are shepherds of yan, a large sheep or goat-like creature that are under constant threat from the other major inhabitant of the Moody's; the Gnolls. This way of life informs their religion, that is a form of Floklore practiced by the humans of the El Plains. Their faith intertwines with the rhythm of the land, the struggle against the jackal-like Gnolls, and the guardianship of their yan.
The Sorrowfolk believe in three Canine Spirits that were created by the Goddess Dyn the Divine Weaver (a very common life/fertility goddess among humans) who entrusted the Spirits with the sacred task of guiding the Sorrowfolk through the trials of existence, nurturing their spirits and shaping their destinies.
Bandar, the Companion:
Bandar strides alongside the Sorrowfolk, a loyal guardian and steadfast friend. As the Companion, Bandar watches over the flocks, herds them through perilous terrains, and joins in the hunt. With his unwavering loyalty, Bandar embodies companionship and protection, a beacon of solidarity in the face of adversity. Bandar is the Dog Spirit, and dogs are beloved by the Sorrowfolk. The king of the Sorrowfolk carries an ironwood crook as the badge of office to represent his affiliation with Bandar.
Rigwelar, the Adversary:
In the shadowed depths of the wilderness, Rigwelar prowls, a fierce embodiment of trials and tribulations. As the Adversary, Rigwelar tests the Sorrowfolk with fear, hunger, and the specter of death. Through adversity, Rigwelar imparts resilience and strength, forging the Sorrowfolk into stalwart guardians of their land and kin. The Gnolls are his people, he is the Spirit of the Wolf. Though a deity to be feared and placated, the Sorrowfolk do invoke Rigwelar in times of war, Pack Master, the head hunter of the Sorrowfolk, dons a wolf head helm in times of war as his duties turn from hunting to battle.
Renyar, the Trickster:
With a gleam in his eye and mischief in his heart, Renyar dances through the fields and forests, embodying the capricious nature of fate. As the Trickster, Renyar walks the fine line between aid and hindrance, bestowing unexpected blessings or weaving tangled snares. In his playful antics, Renyar teaches the Sorrowfolk the value of adaptability and cunning, a cunning guide in the intricate dance of life. Also known as The Egg Thief, as some believe it's unlucky to say his name and attract his attention, he is the Spirit of the Fox. The Follyfoot are a combination of jester, shaman, healer, storyteller and fortune reader of the Sorrowfolk, they wear a fox head hood.
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In the rugged expanse of their homeland, the Sorrowfolk find solace and strength in the enduring presence of the canine spirits. With unwavering faith and steadfast resolve, they navigate the tumultuous currents of existence, guided by the wisdom of Bandar, the resilience of Rigwelar, and the boundless ingenuity of Renyar. In their shared struggles and triumphs, the Sorrowfolk weave a tapestry of resilience, unity, and unwavering devotion to the sacred land they call home.
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insomniacescapist · 1 year
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Stimboard based off my aesthetic
🐌 🐌 🐌 📓 📓 📓 🐌 🐌 🐌
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clansocreations · 2 years
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"Claire! Don't touch that Rusty metal, you'll end up catching something nasty!"
"So? I'm not having sex. That should balance the odds of catching something nasty, wouldn't you say?"
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(This is an actual exchange I had last month and I'm still proud of that comeback 😂.)
Today I turned 18 years old.
I never had sex and I don't plan to
I never fell in love before and am pretty sure it's never going to happen. (Although I do have a friend crush)
My mental health is in a good place right now. I am happy with where I am in life (you tend to get a bit sentimental around your entrance into legal adulthood I have found) although anxious for the future.
I am aromantic asexual and I happen to also be a lesbian. I'm not 100 percent sure of my identity but I'm sure that I am. Not. Straight. And I'm no longer stressing about this part of who I am.
I love my friends
I love my family
I love the people that make my life brighter every day
And that little voice at the back of my head that exists because of how obsessed with sex and the concept of romantic love the world is? That can fuck right off. I'm not listening anymore.
Happy IAD, everyone.
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magpie-makes · 1 year
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The first ring I made out of a hex nut
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magpiesandthings · 2 years
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March in Zakarpattia
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Some trinkets I've made recently! <|:-]
I used the glass beads from a broken thrift store necklace to make into a new necklace. I also made some little guys out of wire, pop can tabs, and beads :)
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mara-melodies · 1 year
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Time for a refresh
Hi again tumblr.
For anyone who thinks they recognise this blog, that’s because I used to have one of the same name.
I started that one when I was in a very dark place, and I’m at a point in my life where I felt it was time to start anew.
This blog is still gonna be mainly a hobbyist blog, dealing with my loves of witchcraft, gaming, cooking and photography, but without the shadows of my trauma hanging over it this time. I’ll be recreating some old posts as well so don’t worry, you aren’t going crazy if you think you seen some of these things before.
Enjoy the chaos.
Blessed be.
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ingyypingyy · 1 year
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Gonna write my latin task about my fat magpie Børre, wish me luck
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jaybarou · 2 years
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I went to a toy flea market and I thought I had struck gold:
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But it's just a poker card game with regular cards.
Now THIS is much more interesting.
Recreations of historic fournier decks from Italy (1884) and Spain (1647)
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a-la-faemo · 2 years
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some snippets of my bedroom the only place I have a personality
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