We Ended The Year With A Sweet Dnd Session And I Traumatized My Players Once Again With Some Heartbreaking

Here it is !! (albeit really late ) Linda from Samba de Amigo and Linda from Rio (2011).

I hope you like it @sambadewinx !

Hello 👋 can we request our own OCs?

Hello ! Nice to see new people in here !

To answer your question and make it public : YES ! You can absolutely request your own OCs but...

Remember the quality of a request is lesser than one of a comission and the time I will take to make and complete the piece will be completely random ! It can take a long while !

With that disclaimer out of the way, it will realistically, at worse, take up to three weeks but I will keep you updated during the whole process! You can always ask me question during the whole process !

Nanami Kento as a Palace guard from Aladdin (1998) for @princeasimdiya12 !

Plus a bonus Gojo as Aladdin in his prince disguise!

Hope you like it !

The castle and the sea of cloud

To be completely honest this one was the first and I believed at that time it was just a dream and nothing more.

I was sitting under an arch on the side of a long open corridor, at one extremity there was a door, a monumental door, and on the other side it would simply connect with another corridor. I knew that if I went this way I would find a garden with apple trees with golden apples and blueberry bushes. The stone the pillars and the arch were made of was white stone which was lightly pink and golden due to the setting sun. My head was resting on the pillar and next to me was the empty of the sky. It was filled with clouds and I could almost touch them. 

Beyond the roof of the castle the sky was a light blue becoming purple and the moon was bigger and brighter.

I heard laughs echoes on the walls and two teenagers arrived running and laughing, they stopped at the door and tried to calm themselves before knocking on it. They didn’t see my but I was watching them smiling softly.

I turned back to the moon and sight before getting up. I was taller than I normally am, my skin was a deep blue-grey and my jet black hair were tickling my face in the lazy breeze.

A few things about my book, consider that's it just the first draft, before any kind of rewrite and rework :

- 80333 words

- written in first person (MC's a woman, she is probably not really smart)

- fantasy, comedy

- slow burn (mutual pining, when I say slow I mean it, romance scares me)

- orange cat behaviour (MC)

- Worldbuilding, foreshadowing is my passion

I don't want to say too much

Do you even read something so bad, or play a game with terrible script and worldbuilding that you think "I'm not even good at writing but even I would do a better job ?" Yep, that was me when I was 14 and today I just finished writing my first book. Keep your eyes peeled because I fully intend to publish it !

I should have added ! All request / comissions should be asked in my dm ! It would be easier to keep in touch that way !

Hello 👋 can we request our own OCs?

Hello ! Nice to see new people in here !

To answer your question and make it public : YES ! You can absolutely request your own OCs but...

Remember the quality of a request is lesser than one of a comission and the time I will take to make and complete the piece will be completely random ! It can take a long while !

With that disclaimer out of the way, it will realistically, at worse, take up to three weeks but I will keep you updated during the whole process! You can always ask me question during the whole process !

Love the idea plus it will get me out of my editing/writing block.

Here is the main character Ava (without spoilers <3)

Yes the book is missing a title, yes I am working on that.

OC in Three

I was tagged by @thatndginger ^^

Rules: share three pictures that represent an OC

My urban fantasy novel, Our Demonic Hearts, doesn't get as much attention as AoC, so here's the main characer Ana Kravens <3

No pressure tags to @frostedlemonwriter @starlightnecromancer @steh-lar-uh-nuhs @thestorywitch and open tag to anybody else who would like to join!

Since nobody will ever find my blog I’m just gonna start writing a story

I got to hold a 500,000 year old hand axe at the museum today.

It's right-handed

I am right-handed

There are grooves for the thumb and knuckle to grip that fit my hand perfectly

I have calluses there from holding my stylus and pencils and the gardening tools.

There are sharper and blunter parts of the edge, for different types of cutting, as well as a point for piercing.

I know exactly how to use this to butcher a carcass.

A homo erectus made it

Some ancestor of mine, three species ago, made a tool that fits my hand perfectly, and that I still know how to use.

Who were you

A man? A woman? Did you even use those words?

Did you craft alone or were you with friends? Did you sing while you worked?

Did you find this stone yourself, or did you trade for it? Was it a gift?

Did you make it for yourself, or someone else, or does the distinction of personal property not really apply here?

Who were you?

What would you think today, seeing your descendant hold your tool and sob because it fits her hands as well?

What about your other descendant, the docent and caretaker of your tool, holding her hands under it the way you hold your hands under your baby's head when a stranger holds them.

Is it bizarre to you, that your most utilitarian object is now revered as holy?

Or has it always been divine?

Or is the divine in how I am watching videos on how to knap stone made by your other descendants, learning by example the way you did?

Tomorrow morning I am going to the local riverbed in search of the appropriate stones, and I will follow your example.

The first blood spilled on it will almost certainly be my own, as I learn the textures and rhythm of how it's done.

Did you have cuss words back then? Gods to blaspheme when the rock slips and you almost take your thumbnail off instead? Or did you just scream?

I'm not religious.

But if spilling my own blood to connect with a stranger who shared it isn't partaking in the divine

I don't know what is.