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foervraengd · 3 months
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porcelain prince
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lycantripuwu · 3 months
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Legends of Barovia session update!
So we triggered the feast of St.Andral and Mirre died
-So we slept good after the Izek fight, we were able to keep up with our protection from good and evil castings to disrupt the nightmare hauntings from all three night hags.
-we went out to get back to work on finding these missing bones, after talking to Milijov and being lead to Henriks coffin making shop, Lucian joined us to convince Henrik to let us inside.
-with Mirre's detect thoughts active, we figured out where the bones were pretty quickly, Mirre was convinced these rumored "bodies" brought to Henrick by a group of Vistani were spawns. Mirre tried to quietly open the crates to stake them, and the first one he opened triggered all 6 of the spawns to break out of their crates to attack.
-Two spawns managed to escape out the window with the bones.
-Mirre summoned forth Grimm and Garm, Rhil and Lucian had a spirit guardian combo and the fight went surprisingly well.
-After the last spawn dropped, Mirre leapt out the window and with his hellhounds helping him track, followed the trail of the spawn that fled. He left a trail of ink as he flew to help the others find him.
-Mirre tracked them to slums and got side tracked trying to help some of the villagers that were being attacked by spawn, it seems like the spawn were only after the poorer folk and not the nobles. Rhil, Jace, Ireena and Lucian caught up and finished the spawn off.
-We tracked them to an abandoned stable and came across a female spawn with a bone mask, who we learned was Volenta, one of strahds brides.
-a fight ensues, Volenta and Mirre went toe to toe, him having to activate his form of dread with spirit shroud. while Rhil and Jace took care of the others.
-We almost KILLED her until she fled, dropping the bones. lucky for us.
-The whole party books it back to the church immediately to find when we get there, a group of spawn and bats burst through the windows of the church and start attacking the people there. We had to leave them to get down to the crypt.
-We found a small vampire spawn child down in the crypts, to which Jace golf clubbed it with a nat 20/smite yelling "Four!" we were laughing for a good few minutes after.
-Mirre offered to keep the door down the hall blocked while Rhil, Jace and Ireena escorted Lucian to do the ritual to reconsecrate the church. Rhil and Jace would come back once the ritual started to help Mirre defend.
-Mirre spotting that Rhil and Jace appearing at the door down the hall, he turned to join them.
-The spawns tore through the crowd a lot faster then we expected and about 8 of them broke through the door that Mirre was blocking, The spawns ended up grappling him and holding him in place while they tore into him.
-He yelled at Rhil and Jace to shut the door to buy themselves more time. Keep in mind, Rhil and Jace are watching him being killed helplessly. With a heavy heart, Rhil shuts the door to start baring it and preparing for an attack.
-With dm's permission, Mirre was able to get his alchemy jug open to pour oil on the floor, himself, and the spawns, he used an alchemist fire to light everything up in an attempt to take a few with him.
-After some a very emotional death scene, Kelemvor offering to try and help his soul be free from the mists, Mirre actually turned him down, stating his job wasn't done until Dirrak was avenged and Barovia and its spirits were finally free.
-After Mirre was dragged into the mists, being what he felt like, torn apart and reformed. He called out to one of his vestiages that he now knows is Tarakamedes, the grave wyrm. turns out Tarakamedes and Seriach have made an alliance to help him.
-Tarakamedes states that Mirre's body was too far gone to simply revivify him, so he would need to come back "at a cost" Mirre agreed, unsure to what price he paid. But he rose again with his hell hounds, surrounded in green flames, symbolizing the alliance between the two vestiges and took out the remaining spawn.
-after a long hug from the party and the church reconsecrated, we set out to hunt down the remaining spawn and save who we could.
-we saved just about every npc. We stopped Henrick from unaliving himself and fended off a skeleton attack with Victor at the Vallokavich manor. The fireballs were amazing. We also saved a guard who the dm gave a special name, Lars, because we got so attached.
-But it turns out one of the brides, Anastraysa, made a stop at the orphanage during the chaos and took a majority of the female children. Reek, Mirre's apprentice/basically son at this point, hopped on the back of the carriage and got taken with the girls.
-After running around and checking in on Wachter, we learned the spawn were starting to flee and her people plus the leftover guards were getting the situation under control, she thanked us and told us to go rest.
-We returned to the church and slept hard. Only Mirre was the one to have nightmares.
My poor lizard is going through it omg, He's very determined to get Reek back and is planning on ways to find where he is.
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o-nik · 7 months
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Nonbinary Mirr-Murr :3
Profile picture or something like that
Inspired by @potsolya 's nonbinary Mirr-Murr drawing<3
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retroscifiart · 6 months
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Art by Joe Petagno for Lemmus II: Beyond the Outer Mirr by Julian Jay Savarin (1976)
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martassimsbookcc · 1 year
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【 ℂ𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕥𝕤 】 Mesh and textures: @ts4novvvas​​ | Original Sims 4 post: ⚪
- - -  APRIL 2023 - - -   • ALL OBJECTS: updated specular map; • Coffee table, Credenza, West Elm Bookcase and Wall Unit: added slots too; • Added collection file.
• Polycount, buy category, price § and more useful information ↓ •
* Books 1: 1962 verts | 1484 faces >> Found under Miscellaneous decor | 250§ >>> Not recolorable - 1 preset
* Books 2: 1400 verts | 878 faces >> Found under Miscellaneous decor | 150§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel
* Coffee Table: 2480 verts | 2068 faces >> Found under Coffee tables | 295§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel >>>> 21 slots for Small/Medium/Large objects
* Couch: 9788 verts | 13442 faces >> Found under Sofas and loveseats | 850§ >>> Recolorable - 2 channels
* Couch Blanket: 4661 verts | 6737 faces >> Found under Miscellaneous decor | 150§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel
* Couch Cushions 1: 4863 verts | 9077 faces >> Found under Miscellaneous decor | 140§ >>> Recolorable - 2 channels + 5 presets
* Couch Cushions 2: 4142 verts | 5763 faces >> Found under Miscellaneous decor | 130§ >>> Recolorable - 2 channels
* Credenza: 2636 verts | 1468 faces >> Found under Miscellaneous surfaces | 450§ >>> Recolorable - 2 channels
* Eucalyptus: 18699 verts | 13033 faces >> Found under Plants | 225§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel
* Ferm Living Vase: 32338 verts | 13950 faces >> Found under Plants | 260§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel
* Ferm Living Wonder Clock: 2034 verts | 1904 faces >> Found under Miscellaneous decor | 325§ >>> Recolorable - 3 channel + 2 presets >>>> Can be moved up/down on wall
* Ficus Elastica: 12114 verts | 11266 faces >> Found under Plants | 350§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel
* Floor Lamp: 2926 verts | 3160 faces >> Found under Floor lamps | 225§ >>> Recolorable - 2 channels
* Hand Sculpture: 25201 verts | 9824 faces >> Found under Miscellaneous decor | 215§ >>> Recolorable - 2 channels
* Muuto Vases: 2377 verts | 4596 faces >> Found under Miscellaneous decor | 105§ >>> Recolorable - 3 channels
* Plant with Books: 4889 verts | 5557 faces >> Found under Plants | 150§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel
* Rug: 1266 verts | 1967 faces >> Found under Rugs | 420§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel + 10 presets
* Secretary: 2929 verts | 1838 faces >> Found under Desks | 450§ >>> Recolorable - 2 channels
* Succulent 1: 9167 verts | 7613 faces >> Found under Plants | 75§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel
* Succulent 2: 9854 verts | 9588 faces >> Found under Plants | 75§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel
* Succulent 3: 7251 verts | 7356 faces >> Found under Plants | 75§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel
* Table Lamp: 3329 verts | 3316 faces >> Found under Table lamps | 50§ >>> Recolorable - 2 channels
* Teak Armchair: 9937 verts | 13259 faces >> Found under Living chairs | 285§ >>> Recolorable - 2 channels
* The Poster Club Horizontal: 60 verts | 34 faces >> Found under Paintings and posters | 300§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel | 10 different arts
* The Poster Club Horizontal V2: 64 verts | 36 faces >> Found under Miscellaneous decor | 300§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel | 10 different arts
* The Poster Club Square: 60 verts | 34 faces >> Found under Paintings and posters | 150§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel | 10 different arts
* The Poster Club Square V2: 64 verts | 36 faces >> Found under Miscellaneous decor | 150§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel | 10 different arts
* The Poster Club Vertical: 52 verts | 34 faces >> Found under Paintings and posters | 250§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel | 20 different arts
* The Poster Club Vertical V2: 56 verts | 36 faces >> Found under Miscellaneous decor | 250§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel | 20 different arts
* Vitra Standard Dining Chair: 4592 verts | 6094 faces >> Found under Dining chairs | 195§ >>> Recolorable - 3 channels
* Wall Mirror: 2740 verts | 1958 faces >> Found under Mirrors | 350§ >>> Recolorable - 1 channel
* Wall Unit: 827 verts | 479 faces >> Found under Miscellaneous surfaces | 950§ >>> Recolorable - 2 channels >>>> 55 slots for Small/Medium/Large objects
* West Elm Modern Cabinet Bookcase: 498 verts | 296 faces >> Found under Miscellaneous surfaces | 500§ >>> Recolorable - 3 channels >>>> 30 slots for Small/Medium/Large objects
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beybuniki · 2 months
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I was wondering what brush and app do you use? (Btw your art is fricking perfect and captivating af)
mirre’s marker & clip studio paint:)
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lizzisimss · 9 months
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Sophisticated Apartment CC List:
CC used (list below) 17 Culpepper House in San Myshuno 1 bed, 1 bath $89,300
Aira – https://www.patreon.com/airacc
· Tissue box
Brazenlotus - https://www.patreon.com/BrazenLotus
· Laundry Made Deluxe
charly pancakes - https://www.patreon.com/charlypancakes
· The Lighthouse Collection merged
· Diaper Days
· Lavish merged
· Miscellanea merged
· Munch merged
· Smol merged
· Soak merged
Felixandre – https://www.patreon.com/felixandre
· Fayun
· Gothic revival interior
· Shop the Look Season 1
Greenllamas – https://www.patreon.com/greenllamas
· KERV
house of harlix - https://www.houseofharlix.com
· Orjanic
· Bafroom Merged
· Baysic Bafroom Merged
· Baysic Merged
· Harluxe Merged
· Livin’Rum Merged
· The Kichen
harrie - https://www.patreon.com/heyharrie
· Brownstone collection merged
· Octave part 1, 2 and 3 merged
Kiwisim - https://www.patreon.com/Kiwisim4
· Blockhouse
· Piha
KKB – https://www.patreon.com/user?u=15789815
· Citrus Room
leaf motif - https://leaf-motif.tumblr.com
· 2202 Magnolia Bathroom
· Calliope bathroom
· Patron gift 5
· Starlight crystals
· Stellan dining
· Vintage crockery
Lilis-palace – https://www.patreon.com/lilis_palace
· Folklore set off the grid
Littlecakes – https://litttlecakes.tumblr.com/downloadspage
· Record Player
littledica - https://www.patreon.com/littledica
· Rise & Grind café merged
· Sleek slumber merged
· Deligracy cottage living update merged
Madlen – https://www.patreon.com/madlen
· Ayumu Sculpture
Marvell – https://marvell-world.tumblr.com/download
· Upcycle books
max 20 - https://www.patreon.com/Max20
· Classic kitchen
Mechtasims - https://www.patreon.com/mechtasims
· Back to School
my cup of cc -https://www.patreon.com/mycupofcc
· Maple Manor The Modernist Collection LivingRm
· Maple Manor part 1
· Tiny Dreamers merged
myshunosun - https://www.patreon.com/myshunosun
· Serene bathroom
· Uma living
· Arrie office
· Dawn living
· Gale dining
· Herbalist kitchen
· Simmify
· Vanity nook
peacemaker - https://peacemaker-ic.tumblr.com/TS4O...
· Atwood Living merged
· Futura merged
· Hamptons retreat merged
· Hinterlands bedroom
· Hudson bathroom
· Mina kitchen merged
· Urbane kitchen
· Vara office
pierisim - https://www.patreon.com/pierisim
· Precious Promises
· Calderone bedroom
· MCM
· Oak House
· The Office mini kit
· Tidying up
· Auntie Vera bathroom
· Coldbrew Coffeeshop
· Domaine Du Clos
· Winter Garden
QICC – https://www.patreon.com/qicc
· Evergreen balcony set
Severinka – https://www.thesimsresource.com/artists/Severinka_/
· Cleo livingroom heating radiator
simplisticsims - http://simplisticsims4.com
· Botanical framed art
· Loloi contemporary rugs 1
· Round rug
· Vintage country art
sixiamcc - https://imfromsixam.tumblr.com/
· Lux bath
· Retro vibes
· Small spaces
· Teen room
SYB – https://www.patreon.com/Syboubou
· Galileo
· Julie
· Laundry
TaurusDesign – https://www.patreon.com/taurusdesign
· Cassandra Bathroom
· Elsa Kids Room
· Lilith Chilling Areas
· Nina Living Room
Clutter Cat - https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/thec...
· Busy bee 2
· Busy bee
· JapanJuice
· MellowMini
· MellowMoods
· PetitsPirates
TUDS -https://www.patreon.com/TudTuds
· 2nd Wave Merged
· Beam Parte2 v01 merged
· Mirr Kitchen merged
· Vime Closet merged
· Wave merged
Awingedllama – https://www.patreon.com/awingedllama
· Apartment therapy inspired stuff v2 merged
· Blooming Rooms Plants Merged
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foervraengd · 1 year
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Goncharov (1973)
Oh don’t mind me im just doing some cinematography art studies of my favourite Katya moments ~
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sixeye-sketch · 1 year
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grabbing some morning coffee
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for the reader folks, a one shot inspired by the fantastic art of none other than @snailgam, dedicated to @snailgam & @rensnumberonefan for well, you guys know ❤️
(CW: some expletives/harsh language only)
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" 'B'! Bleeker Ave!"
"You can't do that, you used eet for thee 'A' already."
"Nuh-Uh, that's a different word, 'Avenue', so it's not cheating! Your turn."
"Aghhh ... fine, whatayver, I don't care."
"Come on now, your turn!"
" 'C'. Closer. Ya happy? Go."
"Wait a minute, where's 'Closer'?"
"Een thee mirr- eet's etched een the side mirror, okay!?"
"Nowww that's cheating, it's on the car!"
"Eet's outside, OUTSIDE THEE CAR. And you want to double-use words!?"
"That's different, though!"
"Give me thee strength ... makeeng up your own damn rules ... "
"I don't SEEEE a 'C'! Try again!"
"Okay, 'C' for thee Crap I'm goeeng to beat of your, 'C', Carcass, later!"
"Jeez, what a spoil sport."
"THERE! Kowalski EleCtreeC, 'C'! Now you go twice!"
"Wh- how come?"
"Because there's an 'E' too, you EEEmbecile!"
"Now now, you know that's cheating. Same word."
"Just play by your dadgom saylf and geeve us a rest, ah?"
"You're such a party pooper. Play wittthhh meee ... I bet we get to 'Z!' "
"We already deed twice! Now lay off, I need to theenk."
"Okay, on to 'D' it is ... "
"I'll geeve ya a 'D', pain een my ass ... "
"What Ren?"
"Huh what nothing. I deed'nt say a theeng."
A Frank Comstock & His Orchestra cassette spooled along, ticking at every rotation. Everything in this car was at least slightly well-loved. Okay, so there were in fact worse things he could conjur up than being stuck on the road with Stimpy for, what, thirty-seven minutes now? Bearing in mind, this was supposed to be a two-stop, forty-five minute errand, tops. At least they had snuck in a fast lunch of eggs and refried beans and almost too-stale-to-eat toast before flying out of their apartment. But for what? To sit on the crosstown overpass for half an hour? Because Stimpy just had to insist on coming along for the ride, and just had to insist Ren take the bridge so he could look down at the sailboats in the bay and wave at the cranky gulls on what should have been a smooth jog across the waterway. And, as Ren had decided, the universe of course hated him especially. Just for him, it had plotted the lifting of the bridge gate for a marvelously timed passing barge, as well as the lout who had started turning just as traffic halted and was now delightfully stalled out across both narrow lanes. What a freaking terrific plan, Ren callously applauded. He sunk deeper into the bucket seat, pressing his angry hide against the blazing black backrest. Oh how he now lamented having not fixed the air conditioner. But it wasn't his fault. How was he to know he'd get stranded on sun-baked tarmac hovering over the glaring brown waterway's blindingly reflective waves microwaving fire air back into his little sedan? Why him, why always him?
Stimpy seemed content with the windows down, angling about to look for all the letters in the alphabet. Again. Ignoring that their car and everyone adjacent had maybe traveled four feet in the last half hour. Ignoring that the big box truck offering a canopy of shade had of course been held back by a pushy little shit in a compact that just had to get one vehicle ahead, forcing them into raw sun without any shielding reprieve. At least Stimpy was seemingly spared of the cosmic torture doled out just for Ren. If only he'd taken the tunnel. If only they skipped their meal. If only the budget for his department wasn't axed two-thirds through the fiscal year to offset a horrible company investment that had fallen through. If only he wasn't relegated to treating their few precious possessions as collateral until he got a new job. If only he'd never woken up this morning. Why did he ever bother waking up at all anymore? He leaned forward, pressing weary brow hard into the steering wheel, pressing sweat-soaked hat rim up against his ears. He closed his eyes too tight, so tight they hurt, so tight he swore he could see solar flares vacuuming his body inward to a flaming abyss.
"Ren?"
Stimpy sounded worried.
"It's gonna be ok."
"Steempy, I don't even know eef we're gonna have enough gas to get home at thees point. Maybe thees ees a sign."
"How's that?"
"Maybe we're not supposed to make eet today. Maybe there's another way."
"What way is that then?"
"I don't freaking know, ok? What's weeth all the questions weeth you always! How about an answer for once in your brainless life!? Do you not get thee sheer pressure to be me all de time!?"
Ren motioned toward the glove box. Stimpy reminded him he'd smoked the last cigarette in that box about twenty minutes ago. Ren rubbed rigid hand over his scowl, pulling his eye sockets tight as palm dragged across his weathered face. As last resort, he pawed beneath his seat, knuckling greasy crumbs and loose change and straw wrappers until he heard that sweet telltale cellophane crinkle.
"C'mon C'mon C'mon, for Daddy ... "
Two white tips rolled in the corner of the carton.
"Sweet baby Bee-ayzul-bub!"
Maybe not every stellar installment fixed above loathed his existence. He lit up and savored the distraction from their predicament.
"So how much ya think we're gonna get for this stuff?" Stimpy quizzed, shaking a small dirty envelope.
"I told you to stop asking me questions, for fuck's sake. And poot that down, you'll drop sometheeng."
Stimpy returned it to the console compartment dejectedly.
"Hey. Don't be so moody, I'll buy ya a new one some day, huh?" Ren quipped.
"I know you will, it's not that."
"Well what then?"
"Do you really care, Ren?"
"WHAT DEED YOU JUST SAY?" he ripped the cigarette from his lips and held it out the open window, panting hot nicotine breath through his mouth into the cabin.
Stimpy flinched only marginally, turning his unperturbed frown to look Ren dead in the eyes.
"I asked if you really cared. About me."
"What's your goddamn problem!? You gonna start weeth me now?!"
Stimpy huffed through his nose, "It's a simple question, Ren."
"You got sooome nerve, ya know that, and for what!? Where do you get off ... you theenk I'm haveeng thee time of my life right now? Stuck weeth all these bastards in thees stewpid old jalopy weeth you? No job, no plan, selleeng our sheet for a few bucks? And you have the fuckeeng right!?"
Stimpy finally relented and peered back out his window, tracing his finger along the door paneling. Ren threw his elbow into his seat and pushed his hat down low over his eyes. He pulled the last drag off his smoke in one long slow suck and flicked the filter toward the murky waters below. He expended his smoky exhale purposefully in Stimpy's direction, sending tiny faint ribbons whirling around his kitty ears and nose. Stimpy didn't react. Only continued to stare blankly at a sky that was neither cloudy nor blue. Just an undefined, opaque hot white. Ren's shoulders relaxed down his back. He sneered at the envelope. Might as well take one final inventory while they were stuck motionless, suspended. Nowhere important. He needed a derision from Stimpy's attitude regardless.
Lip peeled and folded back, Ren beheld the contents of the meager package. A few gold fillings that supposedly came from his grandfather's muzzle. His silver Communion bracelet. A 14kt hoop he'd been lucky to find on the boardwalk earlier that summer. A couple old coins of questionable value. His platinum chain with saint medallion his mother had gotten for him as a pup. And then their wedding rings. An odd collection of somewhat precious items spanning his entire lifetime, reduced to the contents of one battered envelope. Their destiny now felt cheap, hollow, meaningless. He would exchange these relics for a few nondescript bucks and their individual meanings would be forever lost on civilization. He examined each of the personal items more carefully. The St. Michael medallion on delicate chain that had adorned his neck throughout gradeschool, a special gift his mother gave him as a symbol of protection from the world she had just yanked him into. The words 'Protección y Devoción' along with his initials etched into its back. The bracelet his aunt gave him, which had not fit around even his weak little wrist for years, not that he'd worn it more than a few weeks after he recieved Communion. Or to gatherings for which his mother reminded him his aunt would be in attendance. He found it difficult to believe he'd somehow been even smaller than he was today. And finally, the only adult jewelry he'd ever worn until last night, the two artifacts of their union tied together with a snip of fishing line. Disbelief gnawed over him. How he'd picked these out with such pride and candor, such deliberation when he finally accepted his life would have and never would again be as full as it was without Stimpy in it. Perhaps the only time in his life he'd felt so ecstatic and terrified at once, assured Stimpy would agree to become his for good, yet, simultaneously gripped with the threat of rejection that had cast its plague over every other step in his journey. How such a small earthly metal object could carry with it such incredible power and history. Memories filled his senses, the smell of the store where he'd purchased the rings, the carefully planned but ultimately scrapped proposal in favor of a more organic approach, Stimpy's lovely green eyes looking at him and nothing and no one else in that gorgeous moment just before and just after he said his "Yes", no wait, how he'd told Ren nothing would make him happier and if only Ren knew how much his heart had wished for this, the weekend of bliss that followed their engagement, right up to their municipality wedding set between small claims and traffic court, Stimpy dressed to the nines on the courthouse steps beaming after the judge had announced them officially documented family. It wasn't painful last night, when he was mixed up in the mania of instant gratification and fast-cash scheming. But now, cradling the rings in his fingers, feeling their figurative and literal weight in his grip, a sadness crept through his spine.
"I know it doesn't mean we're not together, ya know. I'm not that dumb, Ren."
Stimpy had caught him poring over their marital bands.
"I know you know that," rolled Ren's eyes with some poorly hidden embarrassment.
What Stimpy didn't know, or maybe he did by now, was how petty and careless Ren could be about pretty careful things. Stimpy knew Ren had collected these items to take the the dank and derelict pawn shop they'd visited with curbside finds many times before. Stimpy knew the sedan needed a new alternator and battery. Stimpy knew this was yet another lean yet temporary period in their timeline, bookended by Ren's gainful employment and his supplemental stints as seamstress, cook, or courier to make ends meet until their refrigerator and wallets could fatten up. What Stimpy didn't know was that Ren planned to ignore their car's mechanical needs, and was actually going to march those dollars right into the seedy betting parlor next door while Stimpy remained transfixed on shelves of abandoned memories in the pawn shop. Stimpy didn't know any of that as he looked over at Ren from across the cabin, understanding and love in his eyes overtaking his gloomy countenance. Ren felt rotten to the core, wondered if Stimpy could see the slime leaking from his orifices or smell the decay emanating from his soul. He was reminded why, as he clutched the rings, why he had been so apprehensive to ask Stimpy to be his, in the first place. Stimpy was pure. Stimpy was whole. Dumb as paint, but the truest he would ever meet and have the privilege to be loved by. Ren always contended he himself was deep down no good, nowhere near decent enough, and it was only a matter of time before the cat figured that out for himself. But no matter how many times Ren spoonfed him the sour fodder that was his true self, Stimpy never balked. Only wrapped his arms and tenderness more tightly around the broken dog, mending his heart with unconditional uninhibited adoration. It was beyond anything Ren could convince himself he deserved. Ren's eyes lowered to his knees as he sank back in his seat, envelope of trinkets tinkling in his lap.
The still moment was broken by some distant hollers and honks, which dominoed toward their little red car stuck on the bridge. It must have started up ahead at the stalled vehicle, one irate commuter finally snapping the herd into heated frenzy, concentrated frustration no longer containable for the hoarde of lives delayed by a singular disruptive variable blocking natural order. Reframed in Ren's mind at least, had this traffic dalliance not thwarted his path, he would at this very moment very likely be in no better financial shape. A betting voucher wealthier maybe, but spiritually poorer for certain. Horns blared around them, for no purpose other than for motorists to vent their disgust. The noisy exchange layered rage on rage fruitlessly in the concrete and iron colony. Ren threw back his head and rubbed his face with both hands, then returned all shiny treasures to envelope with a defeated chuckle.
"Too bad we can't turn around now, huh?" he shook his ears.
"Ren."
"Yeah."
"Ren, we ... I don't think we can go back."
"I know that, I just said eet."
"I mean ... Ren ..."
"You're een some kinda mood today."
Just then flashing DOT lights beaconing from the front of the jam caught Ren's glance, the heroes of disabled vehicles had arrived!
"Yeah now wee're talkeen!"
"Ren, you're going to be a dad," blurted his passenger.
The heart can only beat so hard and so fast. As long as it's attached to its host. In Ren's case, it fell through his ass past the leather and steel and machinery and asphalt and rebar, plopping heavily into the brown water and sunk straight to the planet's center. He froze. He repressed urges to vomit and cry and scream. Stimpy panted as quietly as he could, he himself looked ill for having just dropped such a revelation. Ren tried to make some sounds with his parched mouth but tongue and vocal chords were petrified in place. Stimpy's ears lowered and nose dropped. He couldn't quite gage Ren's reaction or his own for that matter.
Ren could only emit a confused whining sigh, inflected for confirmation. Stimpy gave a single assuring nod. Their mouths hung open. Time meant nothing. The chorus of horns and yells ceased for them alone. Nothing else mattered.
"Like right, right now?" Ren finally squeaked, grabbing at his own gut, pointing to Stimpy's belly with his eyes.
"Uh huh," Stimpy delicately placed his gloved paw over his own tummy, which looked very much the way it always had, though it was very much not the way it always had been.
Ren had forgotten to breathe until his lungs autonomously forced a choke of fresh oxygen back into his body. The exhale pinkened his sclera and flared his nostrils and yielded the ugliest sob from his rattling chest. Fat hot teardrops rolled from his eyes. His nose leaked down his upper lip. His hands grabbed at the air aimlessly. The weight of a strange and fraught lifetime pressed upon his temples, rendering him absolutely bewildered in body and mind.
"So, you're really upset, huh Ren? I'll understand if you'll wanna move on and-"
"HUH?" Ren's bloodshot eyes shot upward.
"Well it's just that, I know this is a lot to put on you and all, I just, I wasn't ready to say goodbye is all," Stimpy whispered holding back his own tears.
"Jesus Christ, ees that really what you theenk of me?!" Ren wailed unabashedly, his voice breaking between gags.
Maybe Stimpy really had sized him up for who he was, afterall. Maybe Stimpy had always known. But the notion that Stimpy did not see his own worth beyond convenience broke something in Ren he didn't know was there. It pierced Ren. He clutched his chest, feeling as if applying pressure was the only thing that would stave off implosion.
"Well you're crying Ren!"
"So are you!"
Gates finally broken, Stimpy began sobbing freely, flooding the passenger seat.
"You're sure?" Ren's hands wrung.
"Uh-huh. I went to the doctor three days ago. You're, uh, you're gonna get a bill. I'm sorry, Ren."
"NO!"
Ren ripped off his seatbelt and climbed over the middle console, wriggling himself between Stimpy's thighs on his knees.
"Whoa hey hey! Get a room!" shouted the car beside them.
"Mind your own business pal, thees is an emergency!" Ren returned, trying not to scream into Stimpy's face as he cupped it in his palms.
Ren ran his hands down Stimpy's cheeks, wiping his tears away. He coasted them down Stimpy's shoulders to his breast and over the sweet little pudge of his belly, caressing it gingerly as if the most exquisite treasure in the world. He pressed his forehead against Stimpy's and continued crying until he'd wept himself dry.
"Steempy, I've nayver, I've nayver wanted anybodies as badly as I want you right now, een every way."
"So you're happy?"
"I don't theenk there's words, Steempy baby."
It was so infrequent Ren called him that. Stimpy swooned. If ever he so desperately needed Ren to reveal his affectionate side, it was right here and now. They embraced and held each other tight, not wanting the moment to end.
"Steempson?"
"Yes?"
"I loave you. I've ... always loaved you."
Ren picked up the envelope and pulled out the rings, freeing them from the cordage. He put his band back on, then took Stimpy's hand to replace the ring to its rightful home.
"Are you sure, Ren?"
"Everytheeng's deefferent now, Steempson."
A horn blared behind them. They'd not noticed traffic had begun breaking up, the disabled car was now off to the side, and vehicles began pressing forward to bottleneck past the obstruction.
"Let's go scumbag!" someone yelled.
"Eat my deeck!" Ren screeched back at no one in particular, stretching back over to the driver's seat.
The car lurched forward, in line for a one-lane merge ahead.
"Take thees," Ren gestured, holding out the St. Michael medallion to Stimpy.
"What's that for?"
"To keep you and the baby safe," Ren pronounced.
"But you don't follow all that religious stuff?"
"It's seemboleec. Plus, eet's thee one thing I can pass on, ya know, besides my dasheeng good looks."
As they inched past the stalled vehicle now pulled over, Ren leaned out his window and addressed the driver who was sitting against the guardrail.
"Thanks a meellion, buddy, I owe ya one!"
"Hey fuck you asshole!" retorted the distressed mororist.
"I mean it! Fuck you vayry much too!" Ren laughed, speeding free of the auto tangle at last.
The gold teeth and bracelet and coins didn't fetch much, just enough to minimally feed the gas tank for job-searching the next day and procure for Stimpy a great big porgie from the fish market as a celebratory dinner. Ren even purchased some dill and lemons and garlic and herbed butter to fashion a savory sauce for the panfried delicacy he served Stimpy that evening. He waited on Stimpy hand-and-foot, brimming with a newfound exhilaration he wished he could bottle and dose every day for the rest of his life. Stimpy was not one to shirk his contributions to the home, and helped Ren scrub the pans and dry the plates after they'd picked every bit of meat from the fishbones together. They spent the evening talking of cribs and formula and parenting styles and potential colleges and bibs and names that would suit either a girl or boy manx-chihuahua hybrid. They were inseparable through the wee hours, cuddled close in bed, staring through their ceiling together upward to the stars above, excitedly imagining and planning every milestone ahead.
"Are you scared too?" Ren would nudge ever so often.
"Not as long as you're here," Stimpy would reassure.
"Let's play ag-ayn."
"Okay Renny. 'A', for ... Alton or Alina."
"Hmmm, Alina Höek, ok, that could grow on me. Now 'B', 'B' for Balthazar or Belsita?"
"Always with the classical names huh?" Stimpy teased. "Ya know they might call him Balls for short, or ta' tease 'em, you know how kids are."
"Don't I though! Ah, when you're right, you're right."
This continued on until it was Ren's turn to pick 'R' names.
"Dont even suggest that, I don't like eet!"
"Oh come now, if he's a he and you're his daddy, he'll be Ren Junior!"
"Keed's gotta have hees own indenteety. We can geeve him my meeddle name, but that's eet."
"You're gonna be such a good father, ya know that, Renny?"
Ren buried his face into Stimpy's belly, hiding his big idiot grin from view of his beloved moron. He sure hoped Stimpy was right. He pressed ear to abdomen, hearing the sounds of dinner but pretending he heard the teensiest little heartbeat behind the digestion. So much of his identity, within the last twelve hours, was now primed on slashing fear from his quintessence and burning bravery into its place. Even if it took some pretending to achieve mastery, something had ignited in him today. Perhaps the flirtation of chance with destiny had reformed him. He would do everything he could to be the better version of himself from here on, no matter how hard he had to fight his demons. With his cheek snug against Stimpy's belly, he talked to the little life inside telepathically, convincing it that it was in good hands so long as Ren Höek walked this world. He would bet every last material good he owned that the baby answered him back, forging a lifelong connection. He was finally holding on to letting go. He felt like the baby was already in his arms, looking up at him as the great protector he knew himself to be. It was bliss. Pure unequivocal bliss.
"I can't wait to meet you, Reecardo."
"I like that, Ren. I like that a lot."
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Name is lemmy, but most call me baku because of my un. Feel free to do either lol idc! I use any pronouns, and this is a blog for me to post my art and lore about my dragons (and sometimes reblogs). Expect redesigns, character design, and me rambling about things.
I tag my stuff with #my art for all art posts, #my dragons for anything related to dragons I own, and #my lore for any worldbuilding. My breed redesigns are here!
You can either read my faq here or click the read more! Thank you for hanging around
What program/brushes do you use? CSP ex, and the brushes I use kinda flip flop every month. Some of the ones I use are borupenP, dg-pen, sarapen (jp), soipen, splatter ink pen 2.1, zakapen (jp), mirres crosshatching pens, hibipens, penpen (jp), senpen_v2 (jp). You're better off just asking me about a pen from a specific piece tbh, I can give the download brush ID if you can't find it from name
Can we use your breed redesigns on our dragons? Sure! Just @ me for credit somewhere (and also because I love to see) on the first time/their bio. You don't need to ping me consecutive times though haha.
Why didn't you answer my ask? If it's from an ask game, or asking about a dragon of mine, I just have memory issues and probably forgot! It's nothing against you. If it was a nice ask, I like to save those to look at :)
Can you draw my dragon? Do you have commissions open? I don't do requests, sorry! Commissions are finicky, but whever I open then I'll announce them here.
Why is your fr dark?? I use a stylus extension called simple dark theme for flight rising + simple dark tweaks. And yes dark mode extensions are allowed. Get it on stylus and not stylish btw.
Will you redesign [insert recent breed]? Probably! I usually let the cook for a bit before making a post about it. I prefer doing redesign batches but that'd mean waiting 3 years so lol.
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Cultural Notes for Alchemy of Souls Episode 1
So the whole thing is that people who haven’t watched enough Korean fusion dramas are crying, “But so much like Xian Xia“ while ignoring the actual history of East Asia, and East Asian relations, history of K-dramas, and also have 100% ignorance about the Hong Sisters. I am Korean, BTW, I do make Hanbok, (I also make hanfu before so I could figure out influences on Hanbok) but I hate cultural fetishists.
Oh yay, more Koreaboo nonsense.
Look, I don’t hate ignorance, but I do hate willful ignorance while acting like you actually know something, when you never put in the effort. So let’s get into it.
The aesthetics of the drama aren't Wuxia or Xianxia, since the majority of Xianxia tend to be based around the aesthetics of the Han, Tang and Song dynasty clothes. (And believe me, I studied my butt off about it.) But the majority of the clothes in Xianxia are ahistorical and are made out of chiffon and organza, rather than historically accurate cloth. And as Avenue X often says (Chinese BTW), bland as anything.
(For that reference:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pclx90lcxoQ
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Here are actual  (Chinese) Han dynasty clothes:
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Here are Xianxia Clothes:
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(Pillow Book) The clothes from the Alchemy of Souls are from Joseon, (though scattered from various times in Joseon) that's equivalent to "Ming" and "Qing" So if you think the clothes are "exactly the same as Xian Xia and Wuxia--Oh man, you've just shown your ignorance about China and Korea in one go. (And Chinese have a right to breathe on you just the same as I'm about to). 
But for Alchemy of Souls, the aesthetics are from the Joseon era:
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For China, this is equivalent to Ming-Qing Dynasties, which is a different aesthetic. (Korea held onto Ming and modified them later on, but getting into the whole thing takes a history lesson and a half.) 
Joseon==1392-1897 CE
Han Dynasty==202 BCE – 9 CE, 25–220 CE
So equating them is being totally ignorant of Chinese and Korean history and the reason Asiophiles are problematic. Love the art, have none of the knowledge about history, wider culture and then make false assessments on that ignorance.
They bent the aesthetics in several ways:
- the windows aren't from any specific historical era and are ahistorical.
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- The patterns used on the clothing are ahistorical and would have gotten them killed during Joseon. (There was color coding on clothes during Joseon)
- The clothes are spread across several eras, for example, the lower class is dress like early Joseon, but the gisaeng are dressed Late Joseon.
You can tell which is which by the length of the jeogori (or the top of the hanbok). REALLLY short and it's 19th century. And longer is early Joseon. Since this is supposed to be a fictional country, etc (not found on any map) and the whole thing is ahistorical on purpose. This explains the mishmash.
- some is simply ahistorical, such as on Mudeok's yellow/orange hanbok--the pleating at the side of the hanbok is 100% ahistorical. Explaining why is a whole chore though (I would have to go into a whole historical thing about geography that would take up way too much word count). So trust me, that Joseon people would have recoiled in horror seeing a detail like that.
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Also taking out the 동정 Dong Jeong (paper collar) (boo~~) The paper collar is important. Did they actually use interfacing (double boo). TT Breaks my hanbok-making heart. The reason for the Dong Jeong was because the collar would often get dirty without it and it would add stiffness. Since Korea wasn't rich with cloth (with a large percentage of the richer cloth was historically imported) having a collar like that was important for fabric conservation. (This also explain a section of why pleating at the sides is ahistorical)
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Some of the fabric is clearly synthetic (made of plastic) TT But I suppose common watchers won't get that. I mean there is synthetic--like the brocade and Jacquard often used in K-dramas, but then there is ahistorically synthetic *with* shine that's synthetic plastic.
- The mirrors are actual mirrors and not made out of bronze. This is not historically accurate for Joseon.
- The book they have is 100% in hangeul, which isn't possible until much later in history. Even after Sejong (et al) invented Hangeul, pure hangeul texts were rare. Often official texts were in Hanja (or Chinese characters)
-The hairstyle on Mu-Deok is ahistorical as well.
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This means it was done on purpose to create “Joseon-eque” fantasy feel.
For those who are saying, BUT THE SPECIAL EFFECTS are like Xian Xia.--you haven't watched many fusion Korean dramas, have you? I also have to point out that often between Japan, Korea and China they share Special effects artists. Sometimes China exports to Korea, sometimes Korea exports to China (depending on political relationships, granted.) But yeah, they share. And also, Hong sisters have watched Chinese dramas, like Chinese have watched Korean dramas. It's part of the whole system of East Asia, if people weren't paying attention. (You can read about it in detail here: http://cup.columbia.edu/book/chinas-hegemony/9780231179744
Though note that the term “Hegemony” is an approximation of the original term.)
Fusion Korean Dramas, BTW: - Arang and the Magistrate--this mixes Mugyo (religion) with imported Chinese religion about the Jade Emperor, which attested is probably around late Goryeo to Early Joseon--honestly in Korean lore not used that much.)
- The Moon that Embraces the Sun- This is an Alt history drama based on a book which uses Mugyo as the center.
- Kingdom is also a Korean fantasy Historical drama
I should note that Scarlet Heart Ryeo was a remake and not loved in Korea that much for that reason. (It’s a remake of Bu Bu Xin, but I should also make clear that China and Japan have also imported and remade Korean dramas) Japan imported not to much success, “You’re Beautiful” (which was from the Hong Sisters. China did a few knock-offs of “Coffee Prince”, but have also officially imported other dramas from Korea.)-- As I said, The East Asian system of cultural trade is still ongoing.
And so on. The Hong sisters themselves also did fantasy and Historical dramas in the past but combined their skills for this one:
- Hong Gil Dong was a historical drama they did, which bordered on Fantasy at times. (Referenced Chinese ghosts, BTW--Hong Sisters like international influences)
- My Girlfriend is a Gumiho
- Hotel Del Luna
- Master’s Sun
Each time they tackled the occult they mainly used Korean native religions. Mago, for example is a native Korean Goddess. And Master’s Sun uses Mugyo.
For this one, they used a kinda of mishmash of various religions. For example, the concepts of souls is very loosely taken from Mugyo. The “Other continent” parallel, is loosely taken from the imported version of the Jade Emperor mythology, etc. It’s a whole fantasy world that’s made up.
Explaining Mugyo is a chore because it’s so complicated, especially on the concept of souls. So you’ll have to trust me on this one. But a portion of the soul swapping is Mugyo in feel.
To be clear, for those who are totally ignorant of Chinese Xianxia, the *majority* of the mythology of Xianxia has a backbone in Taoism. For the entirely ignorant, this is where you get the idea of “Balance” “Yin-yang” etc. And also where the hatred towards women with curly hair, freckles, and dark skin comes from. The second backbone of Xianxia in mythology is Buddhism, which you can see in the usage of monks, prayer beads, often the *objects* in the dramas (such as lotus, etc) and the concepts of reincarnation, demons, levels of hell, etc. The last backbone is the Jade Emperor Mythos, which is natively Chinese. Sometimes, very rarely Xianxia will also include parts of Wu Jiao, which is the native Shamanistic religion, which was forced underground because of suppression and varies, much like other shamanistic religions by region and throughout time. This is sometimes seen in the belief of spirits/evil spirits, etc, and was somewhat supplanted by Taoism later in history, but pure Wu Jiao is a lot more rare in Xianxia dramas.
The last thing you should know is how the martial arts are used in K-dramas (because of the accusation about Wuxia) is different. I know this isn’t very accurate, but a lot of Xianxia and Wuxia tend to defy gravity more, and I tend to think about it more like “Wind”. House of Flying Daggers, for example, exemplifies this a lot. Of course Stephen Chow set in modern times in “Kung Fu Hustle” tends not to have this as much, but Xianxia and Wuxia doesn’t tend to take from him. TT (I don’t get why not).
Korean martial arts tends to be more “gravity bound” so the jumps aren’t as high, there’s more dust thrown around and the element I tend to think of is “Earth”. You can particularly see this in the movie “Arahan” dust flying everywhere and “Superhero landings” (one knee with fist to the ground) as called in the US is something Korean love aesthetically.
I know this is weird, but I tend to think of the element of “Water” for Japanese Martial Arts. “Ice” and “fluidity” and the whole concept of Jo-Ha-Kyu somehow strikes more more like water. The quickness, the Kurosawa pause-sword fall, and how one has to move. (Also much more Earth bound, but the bounding over rooftops is a running affair of invisible legs often like water, whereas China it’s mostly like running and then tons of aerials, rather than parallel jumping.)
Not saying “Superiority” here, but if you pay attention, the martial arts is different in feel and the wire work is different. (in general, not specifically, because ya know, exceptions and parodies, etc)
Mu Deok is using a Jeolla accent. lol My Maternal side is from Jeolla. It's not a very good one, but I think that's the point... (My nitpicks are on the inflection which is terrible and she should be holding the vowels longer on some word)- Short hair for men wasn't possible until late Joseon.
If you want to pick it out: Yuuuu (lower in tone and held) and the Keundi are indications.
The inflection is usually like a rolling hill (with words like Keundi at the bottom of the hill), but the acting of the inflection makes it really flat. (Oddly flatter than Seoulmal... which is why it feels like a put on.)
TT Netflix over translating lines is the bane of my life. I caught two already. They turned a negative statement into a positive. And they took out "pabo" out of one of the translated lines. They messed up a few lines so changed "Why are you using banmal with me" into "Use formal speech (Jeondaemal) with me" doesn't have the same bite. And you might think it doesn't matter, but it does. It does. And I don't care what native Koreans say. It does matter because the meaning shifts significantly. Screw English-speaker’s accessibility, care more about being true to what it means to increase cultural competency and disability access.
If you would like to continue to Episode 2, it is here:
https://www.asian-fiction.com/post/693059732535132160/cultural-notes-for-alchemy-of-souls-episode-2
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Chanel is a successful and talented musician. She particularly loves producing songs for kids, and makes regular visits to the local school to teach music and play the guitar.
Custom Content used:
Kitchen
Kitchen counters, built-in stove, by HeyHarrie (Brownstone collection)
Kitchen backsplash (Mirr collection), table, fridge and cabinet with built-in microwave (Beam Collection) by @tudtuds
Dining chairs and wall bricks by @peacemaker-ic (Futura Living collection)
Plates, bows, spice rack, utensils vase, dressing container by Madame Ria (Back to Basics collection)
Retro Kettle by MyCupofCC (Colour talk Collection)
Bananas, tea bags, rack (The Pantry stuff pack), and floor tiles by SIXAMcc
Paper towel holder (OAK House collection), dish washing soap and sponge (Tidying up pack) by Pierisim
Candy jars by Around The Sims 4
Cutting boards and cups by Mona
Tumblers by House of Harlix (KICHEN collection)
Coffee and macaron by LeoSims
Bedroom:
Bed by Little Dica (Sleek Slumber collection)
Family portrait by @ravasheencc
Bookshelf by @grimcookies (Modern Office set)
Lugagge, african beauty statue, shoes, makeup bag, lucky cat, plant by LeoSims
Air conditioner by Little Dica (H&B appliances)
Printer by Pierisim (The office mini kit)
Pink bunny gaming chair by Desimny
Illuminated globe (Kingston Dining), floor carpet and wall bricks by Peacemaker
Recording studio:
Dresser by @qicc (Urban Bedroom set)
Platinum album by Simsi45 (Glamour life collection)
Stand up tall fan by Illogical Sims (Home office set)
Living Room
Living chair, coffee table, open fireplace and rug by @thetowniearchitect (Moderno collection)
Couch by House of Harlix (LIVIN’ Rum collection)
Plant by HeyHarrie (Brutalist Bathroom collection)
Candle by Charlie Pancakes
Bar cart by Ravasheen
Entryway mirror and vase with sakura branch by Peacemaker
Pusheen functional rumba by Sims4Life
Pop art wall art by Simsi45 (Glamour Life collection)
Woman’s portrait by Quirky Introvert CC (Urban Bedroom collection)
Others:
Windows and doors by HeyHarrie (Brownstone collection)
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Modern Mansion (4 bedrooms & 7 bathrooms)
Stop motion video available on my YT channel: 
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absyntheartref · 1 year
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Brushes Masterpost
Wanted to have a set post on my blog of where to find brushes for digital art. These are all Free/PWYW (Pay what you want) but I highly recommend leaving a tip to these wonderful creators if you can.
Just an FYI any brush from DeviantArt requires a DA account to download unless stated otherwise!
* = I use this brush regularly.
Ron Chan Brushes
Ron Chan Watercolors (Gumroad) - These brushes are PWYW and 75% of proceeds are donated to Transgender Law Center. They work with my ancient version of CSP so it's likely they'll work with yours as well.
*Ron Chan Outline Brushes (Gumroad) - Same deal as above. I use these brushes regularly for bows, shoelaces, belt loops, ect. They work very well :]
Shrineheart Brushes
Shrineheart Stitch Brushes (Gumroad) - PWYW brushes.
Shrineheart's Free Pride Pack (Gumroad) - PWYW brushes. Over 200 pride-related flag brushes.
Misc Brush Creators
*Porforever Custom Brush Sets (Gumroad) - PWYW brushes. Creator allows use in personal and commercial artwork. These are wonderful pattern brushes. Great for backgrounds & tiny details.
*BrotherBaston Brush Pack (Gumroad) - PWYW brushes. I use the inker brushes a LOT.
*Typesprite Brush Set Vol. 2 (Gumroad) - PWYW. I use the Ink Angular brush when signing or writing on art.
*Bri's M5 Essentials (DeviantArt) - Free brushes. A friend sent these to me and they have been my main brushes ever since!
Mirre's Set of Cross-Hatching Brushes (Tumblr Post, dropbox or csp asset store download) - Free, works on CSP versions 1.10.10 and above.
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