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[Shaking is the hand that must deal justice.]

This week has been a lot, I’m still emotional but first and foremost I felt it’s time for a tribute to Matthew Mercer - he’s said many important things these days.

Being a DM is a hard job. It’s rewarding to make your friends laugh, to make them feel like great heroes, but sometimes you have to be the one to fulfill the dice’s judgement and Matt did that with great grace and emotion.

I’m grateful to watch this journey, all the ups and down, to be with them no matter what. We all must pass through fire and in the end it will be worth it.
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sssilkworms:

what have they done to you?

(inspired by @coffeesugarcream ‘s fantastic PacificRim!AU; uhhh I can’t seem to draw very thin percy but I think he still looks appropriately frail?) 
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shiyeyeye:

Have you found it?

percival:Have you found my Tie clips?😂

newt:not….not yet.wait one minutes!!!😢

Percival :😂😂😂
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glumshoe:

My campers have given my umbrella its own name. They call it “The Mother of a Thousand Eyes”, which is alarmingly Lovecraftian. They insist that I’m a vampire who steals eyeballs to give to The Mother of a Thousand Eyes, and that she is always watching.

Pouring simply didn’t make it justice. From the sky was falling what had to be several Niagaras of water over the city. The sewage was releasing geysers of water up, the streets were mostly drowned in the rain and filth that most crowded places gather through the day. 

Standing under a roof, You wait for the storm to maybe ease a little. The streets mostly empty with the exception of faceless drivers in their dry and heartless cars. If you hadn’t just lost your stupid umbrella maybe you could be walking somewhere. Not that you were particularly dry either but… getting soaked to the marrowbone wasn’t in your plans. So you wait for mercy.

Already shivering even when it isn’t a cold day, you see an umbrella approaching from the far off corner. Well… actually it was a person, with an umbrella, a particularly big one at this. Blue, and wide. “If they just came to me” you think to yourself. 

The universe seemed to have been heeding to your prayers. Standing under the roof you saw the big umbrella cross the street. As it drew closer you could make eyes in it. Big black eyes that you would have mistaken for real ones if they in fact weren’t just that big, and in an umbrella. Even when you thought yo saw them blink. “It’s an illusion” you thought “the rain makes images funny, you are exhausted” 

You blink, and find yourself facing the stranger. A childish smile smeared in their face. 

“hey you need to walk anywhere?” they ask with calm mellow voice “there’s plenty of room here as you can see” 

You freeze, a bit unsettled. No one you knew was this kind to strangers. “fuck it i want to go home and not get the only change of clothes i have soaked in this hellish rain” 

“Yeah sure! thanks…”

“Ship” the person answers. 

Now both of you start walking. The water falling on the umbrella makes an awful lot of noise. Again you want to believe the eyes are not actually blinking,shifting their sight. You tell yourself that’s the fabric playing games at you s it shakes from the impact of raindrops. It’s just so difficult to believe that. 

You feel like you ought to be hear Ship talk, but it’s all white noise now, or rather… blue noise. The colour is everywhere. you feel really dizzy, the tips of your fingers are tingling. Just about to black (or blue) out you make eye contact. The umbrella is watching you.

It is actually swallowing you whole with it’s fixed sight deep in your soul, you fall forward to and endless void. 

“i’m sorry” you think you heard Ship say

Pain. 

There’s people screaming everywhere around you. You are clutching your face your head hurts so much. Between your fingers runs a thick warm liquid you are sure it’s not just water anymore.   

….there is now fanfic about my umbrella. I am living in the strangest timeline.

This needed some fanart, so I’m uploading a drawing I did some months ago
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caerula-parma:

The two nerdiest Senjus in all the Seven Kingdoms

@sanjuno
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ask-richterbelmont:

(( *A* So cute! Little Trevor and his Daddy~

I believe the last ones are Trevor in a more Chinese style :)

and the 5th one is a meme in Japan that is like this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xJu1XmTKZqU warning, very kawaii desu.

Used with permission by original artist: DJ. Original works here: http://ift.tt/2icBfjH ))

@writingfish  …do you remember that chat we had about deaged!Alucard manifesting vampiric traits - namely, transformation into a puppy?
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senkkeidraws:

siblings

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charminglyantiquated:

Coexisting With The Fair Folk Who Have Taken Up Residence In/Around/Beneath Your University: A How-To Guide

See more of my comics here, and my art here!

Whole bunch of lore/things I couldn’t fit/everything I love about the overlap in superstition and General College Weirdness below the cut-

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dpillustrations:

“I sit upon a black throne in the shadows but they shall not see me. The rain shall make a door for me and I shall pass through it; The stones shall make a throne for me and I shall sit upon it…”

The Raven King. Danielle Pajak Illustrations Copyright 2015. Featured in a guest blog post I did for ReelCathedral.net.

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strideer:

now in colour!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!