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STOBOTNIK WEEK 2025: Eggs and Rocks again!
Stobotnik Week is back! 🥚💖🗿
Thanks to everyone who answered the submit helped to create this new edition!
I also thank my friend @jazbotnik, who was collaborating with me for the translation and design. And to Juv (Juvxii_ on Twitter) who helped us as a consultant.
This year is different and I hope you like the way it will be developed!
As an additional gift you have this free set of Stobotnik drawings that I used for this year's design! I hope you like it! 💖🍳
Link here:
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/10qYPNj65FtP1m7Cp0ReDAvT7hk2rrFvS
more stupid doodles oh god
aw i love stupid idiots
I love your art style so much vro,
Could I request builderman x reader?? (Forsaken) There is barely any builderman x reader stuff😔
Thank you vroo 😼🌹
Here comes Builderman as promised >U<
BUILDERMAN X READER
Remaining requests (007n7, Mafioso +Taph)
And I really appreciate all of you guys for loving my art, I feel happy 🥹🥹🌹🌹
fanart of one of @eggnogo 's robots :3
link to og
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NEW LITWTC EP DROPPING SOON
*edit: for those who don’t know, you can see this part of the patreon whether you’re a paying member or not. this is not leaking patreon-exclusive information
Arcane comes out in 6-ish hours, Get your tissues ready.
Episode One
Below is a detailing of the first episode of Once Upon a Witchlight by Legends of Avantris
Frost's home in the Order was a mountainous, snowy region in Yulong, not unlike Tibet
The party has been together traveling for 'many years', and the Carnivale existed for a decent amount of time, under multiple names.
They were in Agwé for one month.
Largely they'd all like to reinstate the Carnivale (Kremy the least)
They repeatedly tried to contact Garou for his help with letters.
The Crossroads in the only inn that might let them stay.
They've never gotten as low as 2 gold before.
Pierre is a Grinning Sinner/Catfish employee.
Gricko doesn't know how to play poker but thought he did. Frost watched him play in horror and didn't say anything. Gricko focuses far more on the looks of cards than thinking about meanings.
Gideon considers the group's money his AND Kremy's. Kremy wanted to cut Gricko and Frost off.
The drinks at the Hungry Catfish potentially have a charm influence to them, making you behave how you normally wouldn't.
Frost doesn't like cigars.
Gricko almost got arsenic poisoning from eating a cigar.
Kremy still has 'lesser contacts' in Agwé.
The Grinning Sinners sometimes have invisibility.
Kremy understands Bullywug but doesn't speak it. The Sinners speak Bullywug but understand common.
Kremy doesn't blame Pierre for anything, since he's just doing his job.
Frost considered breakfast the most important meal of the day.
Immediately offers to give Gricko half his meal after he throws up.
Garou considers 'knowledge' to have monetary value that can be taken from him.
He has been watching Kremy for years since he left him, and knows every single scam he ran, and the amount he 'earned'.
Gideon, Gricko, Hootsie and Frost are named as inheritors of his debt.
They salted mines in Grizzlepaw, and 'something else' Gideon seems concerned about.
They earned a significant amount they earned in Beavercreek, and Gideon actively tries to forget something that happened.
Gricko and Frost were with them the majority of the time.
Gossip travels fast in Agwé
Gricko assumed the Carnivale made no money and that's why he wasn't paid.
Kremy DID pay some costs of the carnivale, just not wages.
Gideon isn't a morning person.
Frost is good at arithmetic.
Gideon's idea was to put Frost back on the tables and card count to win 100,000 gold.
Gricko enjoys making Frost do quick maths. Gricko is bad at maths.
Kremy knows that anyone who wins big against the house always end up dead.
'There's probably no one worse to owe money to (than Garou).'
Garou has more 'friends on that other side' than Kremy.
Frost gets easily distracted by maths challenges.
Kremy fucking hates the idea of honest work. It seems to disgust him.
Gricko thinks much better of people than he really should.
Kremy is absolutely terrified of Garou when he's in his bad books.
Gideon offers to sell Hootsie, suggests that he and Kremy have talked about doing that privately. They genuinely consider it. Especially Kremy.
They can't run from Garou, he will always know where they are.
Kremy considers that the fact that they both work for the Baron is why Garou can watch him.
Kremy lies and says he will ask the Baron for help but doubts he'll help, then tells Gideon he won't. 'Not a fuckin' chance, he'll sloop my eyeballs right outta my head.'
Frost suggests they could perform a heist or marry rich.
Gricko thinks very highly of himself as a partner and thinks it's too early for him to marry.
Frost doesn't really think about women at all.
The richest people in Agwé are Remy Garou and Alphonse Le'Blanc, a vampire.
Mace's first roll is a natural 20.
Derek's is a natural 1.
Garou set up at least 4 Sinners to watch them in the Crossroads tavern, Gaston, other Pierre.
Frost was going to suggest they kill Garou.
Hootsie had buttons thrown at her for a jig she did.
Gricko is extremely gullible and believes Frost's deadpan sarcasm even when it's ridiculous.
The Crossroads is in the Crawdad Quarter, an area where everyone has hunting knives and will stab you over money.
They all try to look cool when they get up except Gricko who focuses kn Hootsie.
Frost crushes a rat with Mind Sliver the second he sees it for Hootsie. Gricko enjoys watching. He praises her for catching dead rats.
There are food stalls, taverns, stalls and shops with busy people around.
Gricko thinks very fondly of the carnies and acts.
They were run out of town for the IOUs given and trusted a shitty accountant.
Garou counted the IOUs.
Frost considers that he could be forced to be a barmaid. (I should draw that)
5 silver for a calico cat belonging to Francine.
Bayou Brass Bar and Music Shop, musical act 10 gold a night, tips guaranteed.
Cousins Louie's looking for a bellhop, 5 gold
Rich Boy Po'boy line chef, 5 gold. Kremy's Meemaw goes there. Free meal every shift.
Gricko likes the idea of that, Gideon can't cook and Kremy refuses to 'go back to that professionally'.
They have 3 weeks.
Kremy considers it unimportant what Garou will do to them, they'll die regardless.
Kremy says Garou can 'pretty much' suck your soul through your eyeballs. The fellas when he's done look like empty caprisuns, withered away.
Gricko thinks you have to spend money to make money. He wants to buy soap with prizes inside in the hopes that one will have 100k inside.
Frost promises to show Gricko how to play poker and smoke cigars. Gricko claims he's 'always smoked a pipe', and its 'very easy, simple'.
Frost in INT based.
Everything else on the job board is much older but Frost feels bad about the cat and wants to keep an eye out for it.
Roslof is part of a Warlock guild. He wants a adventuring party to travel into the Feywild to find his patron.
The advertisement for the patron was put up a long time ago.
Frost wants to go for the cat over the patron seeking because 'cat owners are shifty' and suggests they can find something in her mattress. He doesn't like that the patron one isn't specific enough
Guilds have tons of gold because its very expensive to be part of one. Kremy isn't in a guild.
Frost makes a joke about peacelocks as opposed to warlocks.
The patron post looks like its made with shitty clip art.
Kremy considers Archfey warlocks totally different to him.
Kremy knows the layout of Agwé well and has heard the name Madrick Roslof, he's been around for a LONG time. He's rumoured to be wealthy, his house is nice despite being on the edge of the swamp. He 'swims in the same circles' as wealthy elite
Frost knows what Archfey are.
Frost is upset that they said the giant pumpkins weren't big enough, happier when they're 20 by 15ft
Kremy thinks the patch itself is huge
Madrick's full name is Steve Madrick Roslof.
Kremy didn't know he was a warlock.
Gricko would save the Archfey for friendship and to help people rather than gold.
Richie stole Nikkie's dice.
Multiple Sinners are watching them outside.
Agwé is surrounded by swamp.
Magnolia Promenade is another area.
Gideon also believes deadpan sarcasm and obvious lies from his friends.
Gricko can't take a hint.
Kremy knows the swamp itself like the back of his hand, they go through the water itself. Knee deep.
Takes 2.5-3 hrs to get to Roslof's home.
25 giant pumpkins in the patch.
The house seems dwarfed by the pumpkins around it. The house smells like pumpkin pie.
Kremy loves pumpkin pie.
Kremy claims the pumpkins were normal sized last time he was in the area, suggesting a lot of time passed.
Gricko doesn't catch onto innuendos a lot of time. Frost does and kinda hates it.
Gricko just wants pumpkin pie. Frost would rather have money.
Gricko tells Hootsie to mind her manners, speak up but only speak when spoken to.
Kremy knocks with his cane skull topper.
Roslof doesn't come to the door until they knock loudly.
Roslof wears a black cloak, a long tailored embroidered shirt, billowy pants and house slippers.
Two 'what appear to be pixies'. Blonde in purple clothes, red in green clothes.
Roslof's hair is very long, down to his back, solid white. His eyebrows are bushy, piercing blue eyes, small tattoo of his right eyebrow in the shape of a chicken foot. He's hard of hearing.
He can hear the pixies even when nobody else can.
He runs the guild.
Kremy claims Roslof was a regular of 'Crusty Dick's', where he worked as a cook 'back in the day' that served crab.
Roslof says he's 'spritely'.
It's a cosy, comfortable cottage with lots of books. The pixies have a tiny shrunk oak tree with tiny houses with porches as a pixie tower. They drink tea.
They seems to speak telepathically to Madrick and verbally to each other.
Madrick might do crochet, he has crochet throws and there are balls of yarn in a basket 'he clearly enjoys yarnwork'.
Kremy makes sure to ask for pie for Hootsie. Coffee exists and they all like it.
Gricko immediately offers to help Roslof, Kremy and Gideon just sit down. Hootsie settles into a dog bet that's much too small for her.
Roslof may have owned a sausage dog called Sparklebutt, he has a pillow with one on and a small dog bed.
The calico cat from the missing poster is in his home (missing things find their way to the Feywild?)
Kremy and Gideon start looking for things to steal.
Roslof wears a apron that says 'kiss the cook'
He serves it with iced custard, candied pumpkin bits, homemade whipping cream and cinnamon, the coffee is pumpkin spiced.
Gricko tries to make conversation with him and asks questions about his home.
Roslof has giant pumpkin seeds around his home.
Kremy knows the fey are 'tricksy'. Gideon doesn't have a great memory.
There are photos of Madrick on the wall documenting his life and the adventuring party he used to be part of.
Kremy gets nervous that the pumpkin pie is the grand reward.
Frost also helps bring the coffee and pies.
Roslof mistakes Gricko for being Frost's 'green child', and Hootsie for a dog he likely has poor eyesight even with his glasses. He thinks its weird that Gricko is named Gricko Morning.
Roslof realises he's a goblin when he squints and moves closer, so he's near sighted.
Gricko is the oldest of the group.
Gricko thinks its considerate and nice to be offered a booster seat but he doesn't need one. He loves colouring books, especially mazes. Frost automatically does the word jumble over Gricko's shoulder. Gricko claims he 'always does this'.
Nobody's visited Roslof in a long time.
He spent 35 gold on making the advertisement.
Roslof hasn't heard from his patron in 15 years. He still has all his magic.
He seems to be very observant, telling Kremy he's a 'great liar' when he's barely said anything, just claimed they want to help him.
Kremy takes it as a compliment.
( To be continued, stopped at 1:08:04)
Your sixth most recent emoji is how your guardian angel feels about you
sorry i became obsessed with saving you. it’s just that i began to see you as a proxy for myself and thought that maybe if I could fix you i could learn how to get by
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WOO 🎉🎉🎉🎊🎉🎊🎉🎈🎊🎊🎉🎈🎊🎈🎈
We're celebrating, as today marks the 30th anniversary of The Elder Scrolls. We've had a lot of adventures over the years, and we're looking forward to many more to come.
But for now, grab yourself a bite to eat and join the festivities!
YEAH MIKU, ROAST THAT SH*T UP GURL!( ͝° ͜ʖ͡°)ᕤ🔥🔥🔥🔥💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼
Me(bi and non binary) and my fellow asexual goons are in the hood(the LGBTQ+ space)
I'M DOING AN EXPERIMENT
To prove something to a friend, please
REBLOG IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES
LIKE IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS DON’T BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES
The Tumblr link thing won't work so have an ugly ass hyperlink, I GUESS
Alrighty! It's time to ring in the new year, and I think it's only appropriate that my first post of the year is HoJ! :D @demigod-shenanigans and I were talking about what scenes I should do from MoA and we talked about Charleston and Jason not really remembering (or really even knowing) what happened there with Reyna but he DOES know that his best friend kinda got weird and distant, so he's got all this anxiety about Piper going to talk to that very same entity. Instead, I wrote this. Sorry, bestie <3
Now, may I present LEO Takes a Tumble: A Mark of Athena Scene
As Leo fell once again, he realized that he hadn't been scared when he was falling before. He hadn't been scared because he knew Jason was there and he knew with every fiber of his being that Jason would catch him. Jason wouldn't let him fall. But now they were both falling, and Leo wasn't really sure whose job it was to catch Jason. *** Leo free falls to his certain death. This is only really about half as dramatic as it should be.
As Leo fell through the air following Frank ‘Butterfingers’ Zhang’s spectacular performance (seriously, how did a giant eagle manage to drop him? Leo was suspicious of a deliberate attempt on his life) his only thought was a deep, heart-aching regret at the thought of the salsa he'd made the night before. It had been good right after he'd finished it, obviously, but after a night of letting it rest? Of letting all those flavors marry and meld? There wasn't much that could beat that. But now he'd never get to have it because Frank had gone and dropped him right above a demigod free-for-all throwdown. Somehow, the crew of the Argo II was managing to hold their own against the platoon of soldiers who'd attacked them, which was honestly a little embarrassing for the Romans, come to think of it.
Before he could think too much about that, he was tackled in midair and brought in close to a remarkably familiar chest. He looked up to see Jason, all of his features sharpened with concentration, and he couldn't help but bite his lower lip in a grin and waggle his eyebrows. “Well, if it isn't the one and only Superman himself. Come here often?”
“Focusing right now,” Jason chided, ignoring the pink on his cheeks. “Be quiet.”
“You know me, Mr. Serious here. I'm practically stoic.”
Jason scoffed. “Yeah right.”
Unfortunately, even that brief moment of distraction was enough to sign the warrant on their certain doom. There was an explosion in the air right in front of them (Leo blamed Hedge) and Jason didn't have time to react. He didn't drop Leo, but he did lose control of the winds and the two of them were suddenly tumbling through the air like abandoned dolls.
As Leo fell once again, he realized that he hadn't been scared when he was falling before. He hadn't been scared because he knew Jason was there and he knew with every fiber of his being that Jason would catch him. Jason wouldn't let him fall. But now they were both falling, and Leo wasn't really sure whose job it was to catch Jason.
“Jason! Hey, man! Can you hear me?” Jason just continued to stare at nothing with that same dazed expression on his face, so Leo squirmed one of his hands out from where it was crushed between their chests and gently smacked Jason’s cheek until blue met brown. “Wake up, Jason!”
Jason blinked hard a few times to focus his vision, and when he did his eyes widened in terror at the sight of what Leo assumed was the rapidly approaching ground beneath them. “Hang on! This is gonna get rough!” he ordered over the sharp whistling in Leo’s ears. Then he tucked Leo’s head under his chin and squeezed him tight right as a powerful gust of wind slammed into them from the side.
Leo clung tight to Jason, hands fisted in the front of his shirt, as the two of them tumbled through the air like one of Leo's failed projects. They were headed straight for a nearby hill, which Leo assumed was Jason’s plan, and Leo braced himself for a very hard landing, followed by getting squashed into a pancake by 230 pounds of solid Roman demigod muscle. Only, that didn't happen. The landing was hard, even harder than Leo had originally assumed it would be, but at the last second, Jason jerked in midair, making sure he hit the ground first. They rolled a few times, which did definitely squeeze the air out of Leo’s lungs but left him otherwise unharmed, until they settled with Jason sprawled out flat on his back and Leo on top of him.
Leo blinked hard a few times to get the stars out of his eyes before his attention turned to Jason. He was lying there, completely still with his eyes closed, and Leo was horribly reminded of the sight of him in the infirmary bed after New Rome. Panic welled in the back of his throat and he started smacking his cheek again, a little harder than he had in the air. “Jace? Jace, you there? C’mon, man, please? Houston to Superman: Come in, Superman!”
“Superman to Houston: Stop hitting me, please,” Jason groaned, weakly batting Leo's hand away from his face.
Leo didn't care. He grabbed both of Jason’s cheeks up in his hands and gave him an absolutely blinding smile. “Jace!”
Jason just smiled back at him for a moment before his eyes went wide and he sat straight up, forcing Leo to sit up with him. His hands started patting Leo down before he desperately raked his fingers through Leo’s hair and cupped his hands around his jaw. “Leo! Oh my gods! Are you okay?”
“I'm Gucci, bro,” Leo grinned through his forced fish face. Jason just wrapped him up in a hug so tight, Leo couldn't help but wonder if they were going to start their free fall again. He frowned when Jason started trembling. “Jace? Are you okay?”
“You were falling,” Jason muttered quietly from where his face was hidden in Leo’s shoulder. “I don't like watching you fall.”
Leo felt his heart twinge in sympathy, and he patted the back of Jason’s head. “Hey, man, don't sweat it. I never do. I've got my own personal Superman to Lois Lane me when I need him, remember? He'd never let me fall too bad.”
Jason huffed out a quiet chuckle before he emerged. He carefully pushed Leo off of his lap and got to his feet so he could scowl down at the demigods fighting below. “Dammit. This is not how I planned for this to go.”
Leo’s eyebrows shot up. “Yeah? How did you plan it? Were you looking for a hot date down in Charleston? Gonna hold somebody's hand while you walk them through the fort and gush about Civil War battle formations?”
Jason flushed maroon and he scowled at Leo, which just made him grin. “Shut up.”
“It's okay, buddy,” Leo comforted, patting him on the arm. “Next time we find a historical site, you can hold my hand and tell me stuff I won't listen to, if you can't find a real date.”
Somehow, Jason got even redder. “Shut up.”
Leo mimed zipping his lips, and Jason rolled his eyes. “Come on, Houston. We need to get back to the ship.” He held out his arm like he was offering Leo a side hug. “You ready?”
“For you, Superman? Always,” Leo grinned as he took up his position. Jason's arm wrapped around him, and they shot off into the sky.
"I’m a feminist but" *insert picture of man* this
"I’m a feminist but" *insert picture of man* that
I’m a feminist AND
