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getfunderberked · 1 year
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And it’s done.
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chasing-rabbits · 2 years
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New art piece - I followed a tutorial from Art With Flo on youtube same as before. I have two versions as its meant to be drawn with the misty clouds in the sky but i’m not happy with them so made a version without. Tutorial Link Here: X
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thefabledcannibals · 17 days
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“Will and Hannibal aren’t in love/aren’t attracted to each other”
Sorry to burst your bubble mate, but Will busted from fantasizing about Hannibal’s stag form while having sex with a woman.
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rebeccaelysium · 2 years
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Started to redesign and re-explore this deity character concept from 2013 that turned into a full blown redraw! 
I've fallen back in love with them. 
Original drawing of them was from 2013/2014. Text says: "deities forged in your ideals, let them hang like chains about your neck."
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robotbodies · 11 months
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some favourite invertebrates i made when i worked as a stained glass artist
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kcamberart · 1 year
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rainbow stag beetle
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within-its-cave · 7 months
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fianyxs · 2 months
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Satoru & Suguru - Love in the dark by Adele
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Take your eyes off of me so I can leave
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I'm far too ashamed to do it with you watching me
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Please, stay where you are Don't come any closer
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Don't try to change my mind I'm being cruel to be kind
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I can't love you in the dark It feels like we're oceans apart There is so much space between us
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Baby, we're already defeated Ah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Everything changed me
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You have given me something that I can't live without You mustn't underestimate that when you are in doubt But I don't want to carry on like everything is fine
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Please, don't fall apart I can't face your breaking heart
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I'm trying to be brave Stop asking me to stay
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And I don't think you can save me
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danskjavlarna · 1 year
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Source details and larger version.
700 favorite vintage postcards, mostly weird.
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13pointer · 3 months
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the aggression of the prey animal.
Ann Carrington, Muntjac // Karen Solie. Cardio room, young women’s christian association // NBC Hannibal // Shomen Mukherjee and Michael R. Heithaus, Dangerous prey and daring predators: A review // NBC Hannibal // Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis // unknown // Florence + The Machine, i'm not calling you a liar // NBC Hannibal // Boyish, Japanese Breakfast // Emerald Fennell, Saltburn // Sue Zhao // Field & Stream, Man Rescues Big Mule Deer Buck Locked to the Antlers of a Dead 5X5 // Yves Olade, Bloodsport // Samuel John Carter, Legend of St. Hubert //
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tsalmu · 7 months
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Reliefs of Gazelle/Goat, a Deity (Kumarbi? Dagan?), and a Stag
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Reliefs of a Male Harpy, Merman, and Winged Antelope
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Reliefs of a Winged Lion-Headed Man (Demon?) and a Griffin
Late Hittite
Tell Halaf, Syria
c. 900 BCE
Housed in the Pergamon Museum, Berlin
Source: https://www.hittitemonuments.com/
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pearlsinmyhair · 6 months
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𓆱 a dragon will burst the belly of a lion, and a stag will rise from its blood.
an idea post for a possible aemond targaryen fic, the fawn and the dragon
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Aemond is twelve when the words tumble from his sisters lips, and no one but him pauses to listen.
Heleana stares into the flames in the fireplace as she utters her prophecy. Aemond has heard her whispered words enough to know that there is always truth laced in, no matter how deceptive the tellings are.
A dragon will burst the belly of a lion, and a stag will rise from its blood.
A tear drips from her eyes as she repeats the words again, and Aemond feels something in his gut turn. In the dragon pit, Vhagar opens her eyes from sleep and hisses a warning to an invisible enemy.
Eleven years before this exact moment, a babe was pulled from its mothers cooling corpse, the tears still fresh on her cheeks as her widower husband clutches her lifeless face to his chest.
The midwife runs a warm cloth over the newborns body, checking for injury and imperfection as the man weeps.
“It’s a girl, my lord.” the woman says, her breath caught in her throat as all attention turns to the grieving Lion at the side of the bed. “You have a daughter.”
The Lion holds his hands to the bundle of blankets and pulls his baby to him, blinking as he takes in the wisps of dark hair on her brow and scalp, the rose petal lips, the soft cooing as she turns her face in search of a mother’s milk.
The Lion kisses his baby girls forehead and whispers a prayer to the Seven.
“Emma.” he dubs her, his voice trembling as he exchanges a wife for a daughter, their lives passing through his fingers without his control. “She shall be called Emma.”
She will grow into the spitting image of her mother, with the mirthful gaze of her father and the calculating eyes of her older half-brothers. A Baratheon mother and a Lannister father make her one of the most beautiful and the most wealthy women on the marriage market. Men of all shapes and sizes, all ages and houses, will barter for her body in their beds and her dowry in their pockets. Only one will ever lay claim to her, and his hold will only be half as tight as hers is on him.
They will be united by fire and blood, their bodies burning to one alight flame. They will dance as war plays behind and above them. Black will lay with blonde, and purple will mix with brown.
A dragon and a lion and a stag. Blood between them, violence intertwining their destinies, palms pushing them towards one another.
The lion will roar for fire, and the dragons will listen.
Red silk flips to reveal myrish lace. A candle flame is snuffed by a sharp exhale. A fur lined hood is pulled back from white hair. A rumor is uttered into attending ears. Mouths meet skin. A cloak is pulled over dark-clothed shoulders. Fingers drip with blood. A scream. A cry. A whisper.
Fate is cruel, and the wills of men are fickle.
Aemond’s chest tightens once more, and he rolls his shoulders back to try and alleviate the feeling. Across the continent, a dark haired girl shifts as warmth drips down her thigh, only to find that the trickle is red.
A dragon will burst the belly of a lion, and a stag will rise from its blood.
Through her tears, Heleana Targaryen smiles.
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notyourbutler · 1 year
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one of my passions is intaglio printmaking. which is essentially a process of scratching away at a copper plate to make lines that are then etched in with acid. you card ink onto the plate and it settles into the lines you created with the acid and then you can print it. it’s a very complicated process and that is a very short version of it. but I’ve been working a series of mock pinned insects that I’m drawing and creating through intaglio prints, cutting out, and then attaching onto another piece of paper raised up to mimic the look of pinned insects. I also use an old school newspaper letter press machine to hand set the common name and scientific name of the bugs. wanted to show it off so these are the first two I made. a deaths head hawmoth and a stag beetle. I’m working on a cicada rn. let me know if you wanna know more I love talking ab it. 🖤
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hoodiedmenace · 2 months
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Recently I've been on a "What if Arthur killed Dutch" kick, but now I'm stuck on "what if Arthur killed all the remaining gang members?"
Obviously not the people who had already left/weren't gunners, but Javier, Bill, Joe, Cleet, Micah, and Dutch. As he gains honor helping people outside of the gang, he starts to turn on the people who have driven others out and caused the deaths of others.
I know this is kind of a jump, as I don't think Arthur would do it under a normal scenario, but if something really set him off? Like somehow finding out that the Pinkertons would threaten John to find the remaining gang members.
It would have to happen earlier on than the saving Abigail mission. Maybe the conversation as early on as with Jack, they mention finding a way to split the gang up and finding someone weak, someone with something to lose to hunt the rest of them down. Then, when he starts to see the downfall of the gang and he begins to suggest to John he run off, Arthur thinks of Agent Milton and Ross. Of how John would have something to lose.
It isn't super easy to believe that Arthur would kill anyone other than Micah, especially Javier or Dutch. However, he also sees how blindly loyal the remaining members of the gang are to Dutch. If it meant saving John and his family, and potentially other now ex-members of the gang? I think he might.
It's not a total fix it, as Arthur would still die, but it would save John, Jack, and Abigail. And plus it would be bad ass.
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find-the-path · 3 months
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The Houses of Lore have got to be the creepiest place to work in Minas Tirith.
Evidence:
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Random statues and stuffed carcasses of terrifying animals.
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"You know what would make a great exhibit? A skeleton in a throne!"
"That's a great idea!"
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The war banners make sense for a museum(?), but the spider? How did you do that and WHY did you do that??
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This is genuinely beautiful. Except the guy randomly dumping a jug full of water at passersby.
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W H Y ? ? ?
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Why is this alchemic lab just. right there in an open room? And is the skull necessary?
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This is a horrible angle for the statue.
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????????????
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psyxakia · 4 months
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On a completely different note,
A pill tray I made out of TBF2-B40 low heat clay and painted with colorobbia HCO 669, glazed.
Don't forget to take your pills.
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