Chain Of Acheron, Helltrooper Granddad. “Yet Here I Am.” Vanirman Dwarf Barbarian (Ancestral Guardian).

The Adventure Zone: Amnesty but with Magnus Chase style chapter titles

Please Do Not Set Fire to the Birthday Boy

When Chewbacca Met Bigfoot

Have You Tried Hurling Literal Shit at the Superbear?

I Agreed to Help Save The World and All I Got Was This Dumb Embroidered Tree

We Interrupt This Monster Attack for A Brief Interlude of Sword Puns

Hey Kid, Lemme See Your Ankles

PHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON

We’re Gonna Need A Bigger Towel

Thank You for Not Petting Heathcliff the Enchanter

These Are A Few of My Favorite Waterparks

Opportunity Knocks, but Destiny Shows Up in Your Bedroom in the Middle of the Night to Yell at You About Interplanetary Doom

Anyway, Soup

Death by Gatorade

Jetpack vs. Pizza Hut

Damn, Mothman, You Live Like This?

Boom, Touched It! Almost Died! Worth It. 

Duck Duck Goat

Never Give a Goatman Gardening Equipment

You Leave My Friend Alone or I’ll Punch Him So Hard He Grows Wings

To Minimize Injury While Monster Hunting, Use Proper Headgear

You Don’t Deserve to Meet My Therapy Puppets

Maybe It’s a Concussion, Maybe It’s Krampus

Skitchy Business

Yep, He’s Dead, But Don’t Worry, I Know Reiki

butts butts butts butts butts butts butts

Blob Lies

Terrible Harm

Beam Me Down, Beefcake

Good Thing We Had This Spare Player Character Locked in the Basement

And Then I Had to Take a Math Test Naked, So What’s That Mean, Prophetically Speaking?

Counterpoint: I’m a Harp Seal

Spoiler Warning for Final Fantasy VII

According to my Calculations, Violence is the Answer

Don’t Go Through the Portal, There’s a Real Big Bug in There

Are You There, Aubrey? It’s Me, God

So We’re on a Spaceship, Right, I’m Freaking Out, Beacon’s on a Rampage, and We’ve Still Got Half an Episode Left

Epilogue: A World of Pure Imagination

Part 1: The Adventure Zone Balance but with Percy Jackson style chapter titles

The Demonslaying Greatsword

Painted the Moon Elf calling forth Exile from whatever Abyss it has been forged in.

Side note, how tf do artists juggle commissions, multiple social networks, personal work, life in general, social life, and even a day job on top? Like damn, I barely can keep up and I’m not even doing all of the above…

living islands

oh to be an 1800’s gentleman practicing questionably unethical science whose experiments drive you to madness as your lover grows more concerned each passing day

Growing up with your starters

Artist:  esasi8794 / Twitter

Tolkien sketches ! Vala and Maia duos : Melkor and Sauron, Varda and Ilmarë, Manwë and Eonwë, Nienna and Olorin, Yavanna and Melian.

‪**Walking some place that we’ve never been**‬

‪8yo: “I’ve seen this before.”‬

‪Me:‬

‪8yo: “You know how sometimes you go to sleep and you see things in your dreams and then later on you see them for real? Like that.”‬

‪Me, quietly terrified: “Umm oh yeah! That’s called ‘Deja Vu’! Great!”‬

Types of matter

I want to try so many little hobbies. Candle making, soap making, basket weaving, wood carving, book binding, baking, weaving, I want to try them all.

My new meds make my skin throw a fit. It’s not terribly bad, just a few things here and there, but it’s bumming me out because I’ve never really had too many run-ins with acne.

My four-year-old sister, however, is under the impression that it’s just “3D freckles”, and that they look very, very pretty. She wants all of my freckles to “pop out”, especially the ones across my nose; they’re her favourite.

And it puts me in this weird position where I can’t say, “No, this is acne, and it’s bad,” because I don’t want to teach her that it’s a bad to have unclear skin, you know?

Because the more I think about interactions I have with children, the more I realise that children will consistently compliment “flaws” until they’ve been taught not to.

Like, a kid at the library, whose sister has vitiligo, saw my scars once and suggested that his sister and I should be cats for Halloween, since I have “tabby skin” and she has “calico skin”. “I can be a black cat,” he immediately added. “It’s not AS cool, but they’re the spookiest.”

When I started losing weight, my little brother immediately demanded that I gain it back, because I wasn’t as comfortable to cuddle with anymore.

And my other little sister always wants to wear her paint-stained clothes to school so that “everyone can tell [she’s] an artist”.

I don’t know. I guess talking to little kids just reminds me that all of this superficial shit we worry about really is 100% made up.