elspie @ pilgrim's traverse
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elspie.etheirys.social
while you move stuff away might i suggest robbing them of ad listeners and premium subscriptions using blockthespot
elspie.etheirys.social
okay, pirating spotify premium is no longer enough. i gotta let it go entirely
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sundownageha.bsky.social
Thancred Waters (A Realm Reborn)

#FFXIV | #FFXIVArt | #Hyur | #Thancred | #Blender | #Render
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mafreiidyne.bsky.social
i received some emails requesting slots for style A and B so ive opened up one for each! i have two slots for sketch comms open on both ko-fi and vgen each ^^ here are some commissions ive finished recently! thank you so much for your support! 💖

#nateart #commissions
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dawkie.art
hiiii #portfolioday

i’m dawkie, brazilian freelance illustrator based in the UK 🫶🏻

i love creating girly art with y2k flash games vibes and i offer commissions of OCs in modern outfits and scenarios

🩷 vgen.co/dawkie
🔗 www.dawkie.art
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sarenstone.com
Why am I living in the shitty dystopian future where we can fuck shitty LLMs with no actual intelligence running off of plagiarism and the energy and water of a small nation, but not hot sentient robots who can wrap their entire metal hand around my skull.
elspie.etheirys.social
sheet of croissant dough. spread it out. a little mayo. sprinkle of dried pepper blend. layer of swiss cheese. sandwich ham. roll it up. cut it like cinnamon rolls. bake and enjoy.
toughestfrail.com
What's your favorite low effort meal?
elspie.etheirys.social
gonna throw some of these torso sculpt attempts on my trello in case anyone wants to mess around with them. every stroke i've made w sculpt tool is its own shapekey so there's mixing/matching and further customization available. idk
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demontomatodave.bsky.social
Win10 users, today's the day they make all big holes in your PC and all the hackers swarm into them...

...unless you click "no thanks actually" in which case they just actually keep supporting Win10 for another year for some reason. here's how:
jameswallis.bsky.social
Windows 10 users in the EU and UK, you can get free Extended Security Updates for a year just by:
> Settings > Windows Update > Check for updates. Click.
Scroll down to Enrol in Extended Security Updates (or similar wording).
Click on it.
Follow prompts.
Bingo, you're good for a year.
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bloodgauge.bsky.social
hey!! my roommate rlly needs help rn, please consider chipping in. it's been rlly concerning to see his health decline bc of this, he's been bedridden for weeks.

any little dollar helps, if u show proof sending $25 or more i can gpose or mod for you!
gothcartel.bsky.social
needing to ask for help with medical fees i will be accruing because i haven't been cleared for insurance yet. i have an appointment tomorrow for first steps on what may be endo. for weeks i have been ill and i can barely move today. thank you.

paypal: gothcartels
cashapp: $gothcartel
elspie.etheirys.social
i think being forced to be absent rather than choosing to be absent out of emotional avoidance / punishing himself made him feel bad. he’s missed so much of ascilia’s life, after all. and he wants to change that. he’s had a wake-up call! but he is just not well enough to be reliable…
elspie.etheirys.social
punches the wall. one of the signs of how much time passed while lahabrea possessed thancred was him seeing that cherry was promoted to whm—and it’s not news to anyone. she used to just be a fledgling conjurer! and he wonders what else he must have missed—what other scions‘ milestones came and went…
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elspie.etheirys.social
man i just love when characters are so driven by love that it becomes both inwardly and outwardly destructive
thancred stands with his back to the camera, looking up at a sky full of everlasting light
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gaelicatnip.bsky.social
🌱 cape of happiness edit
#gaelicatmods #ffxivmods #xivmodcreate
heliosphere
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jaspermillerart.com
Did a photo study and made it Scout Harding because we all need to appreciate her more thanks

[ #jasperdraws #veilguard #laceharding #artstudy ]
Illustration of Lace Harding (dwarf woman, pale freckled skin, red hair). She wears green underwear and sits on a wooden chest, doing up her hair.
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connashots.com
"How do you make people care about your OCs ?"

You don't make anyone do anything. You care about your OC. That's it that all. 🤷🏽‍♀️
elspie.etheirys.social
i am once again in the throes of liking thancred waters
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elspie.etheirys.social
i like when characters who try to repeatedly sacrifice themselves out of self-destruction aren't allowed to succeed and are forced to learn to live instead
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elspie.etheirys.social
#lsp:writes • suggestive text / just an outline and rough draft of the average chercred scene in the first half of 7.0

i admit i’m pleased w the dialogue esp in the last screenshot
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ears twitching, cherry turns around, her hand glowing as she reaches out, preparing to manifest a weapon just in case it isn’t him—despite his scent on the wind as it shifts direction and blows.

“going to strike me down?” he teases softly, his blurry shape coming into focus as he draws near. the glow from her hand gives her enough light to see his features sharpen as her eyes adjust. instantly, she’s flooded with a sense of relief—and her belly clenches and knots in anticipation at the same time.

“depends. what are you here for?” she asks coyly in return, her long tail swaying playfully behind her.

“you.”

he stalks forward, the predatory look on his face sending a thrill down her spine. he’s confident and smirking, his eyes trailing up and down her body, focusing on her freckled cleavage, her bared belly, her thick thighs. his gaze has weight, leaving her tingling before he even touches her.

breath catching, she takes a step back with every step he takes forward until they’re at the water’s edge. cherry’s tail puffs, her heart races, and her breathing quickens as she feels well and truly hunted, her excitement mixing with the thrilling feeling of controlled danger.

“you need not look at me like that,” she protests weakly, but she doesn’t mean it and he knows it.

“oh? but don’t i? after all, I have been tracking you for quite some time...” her belly flops. despite the warm, humid air all around them, she shivers as he comes to a stop before her, their bodies almost touching. has he been dreaming of this?

“you talk about being a hunter,” he teases lowly, his hands grabbing hold of her hips. he pulls them toward his own; cherry gasps. “but you make such *delightful* prey.”

cherry is dumbfounded and overwhelmed, his touch setting her alight. it has been too long since they had a moment alone.

“th—thancred, i…”

his hips push against hers, his interest plain. she squirms with a soft whine.

“my, my,” he chuckles lowly. “look at the state of you.”

“incorrigible,” she manages, putting her hands on his chest. she squeezes over his breast appreciatively, soft fat and firm muscle under the cloth against her hand. he is so warm and solid, deliciously broad…

“have you missed me, darling?” he teases, his hands traveling back and forth along her hips, sliding under the pareo she threw on under the guise of dressing down for a quick bath in the lake.

“what does it look like?” she manages breathlessly. his hands grab her rear, squeezing as he pulls her closer. she grunts softly, arms snaking around his neck. screenshot of text that reads

“what does it look like?” she manages breathlessly. his hands grab her rear, squeezing as he pulls her closer. she grunts softly, arms snaking around his neck.

“you poor, needy thing,” he murmurs in mock sympathy. it is not every day he can make her so flustered and he is clearly relishing in it, preening proudly at the effect he has on her.

she lets him; she is not too proud to hide it.

“you look ready to fall apart for me, darling,” he says lowly, leaning down to mouth at her neck.

mouth dry, body trembling with anticipation, cherry presses closer. “what do you have planned for me?” she asks softly, happy—thrilled, even—to let him dictate their time together. it is a bit risky, after all, to sneak off at night like this. she suspects thancred feels confident enough to let his guard down because urianger is somewhere nearby watching for enemies, the wind carrying his scent from up river.

“a ravishing, of course,” he says simply, lips brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck. skilled hands quickly untie the knotted fabric from around her hips. he takes the time to drop the small skirt on a patch of flowers away from the muddy shore.

“sisters, thancred, have i missed you,” cherry sighs, sliding her hands under the hem of his undershirt. she pulls it over his head and adds it to the growing pile of their clothes as they undress one another. screenshot of text that reads:

“hold on,” he murmurs. she wraps her arms around his neck and rests her head on his shoulder, holding still as he plops them both down in the tall grass with a quiet grunt.

no sooner have they settled in than does he roll them over, settling between her legs and peppering her face in kisses. cherry giggles and squirms against him, his beard tickling sensitive skin as he trails back down to busy himself with her neck.

“you are being so sweet, thancred,” she murmurs, but she is far from complaining.

“I have some atoning to do,” he murmurs. “I caught sight of you after the cave. i’ve never seen your tail so low.”

“just how long have you been spying on me?” she asks, threading her fingers through his hair. her gut clenches unpleasantly as he reminds her of his little sabotage on their way to many fires. it is to be expected; it is the competitive nature of the rites. she has already been plotting her revenge. but she could not deny to him that she was saddened by their current standing as competitors instead of allies.

“since the day you got into port, of course,” he says simply. “what kind of advisor would I be if I did not keep tabs on our biggest competition?”

he kisses her. 

“what kind of husband would I be if I did not keep tabs on my wife?”
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elspie.etheirys.social
i love thancred and i want him to be happy. but i like to explore the ways in which he is not, to make his moments of happiness feel all the more impactful and earned. To Me
elspie.etheirys.social
man i just love when characters are so driven by love that it becomes both inwardly and outwardly destructive
thancred stands with his back to the camera, looking up at a sky full of everlasting light
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elspie.etheirys.social
i used to have this hyur that i used to pour milk on and suck the milk back out of it and it was sopping wet all the time 😭 i used to slam it against walls and it would make a loud thud
thancred waters