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Like a Knight Errant


Oddly, no one had thought to bother a lone child on a journey. The barely 4ft child had roamed freely for the past two days, having had plenty of money to buy sandwiches and sweets. She had experience of sleeping outside too so, that hadn’t been an issue whatsoever.

Today, she’d chosen to explore these beautiful, sunny lands that decorated the outskirts of what appeared to be a village, or maybe a kingdom of sorts. Either way, too many people in one place for her fancy, so she had lingered around here for now. Eating apples.

She’d happily been walking through a small grassy trail, before her eyes fell upon a man relaxing under a tree.


The small voice is enough to bring the wandering knight out of his half-nap. “— Mm?”

He’s clad shoulder to toe in metallic, blue-white armor. Clean, well-kept, ornate and not a single detail out of place. Except perhaps the helm, which currently rests under his arm. It’s sculpted like a dragon’s head, the visor left shut.

The scar-faced man, however, blinks his equally ice-blue eyes open in curiosity. “Hm? Oh, uh, well hello.” And he gains a bit of a grin. “Can I help you?”

He casts a quick glance to the surroundings, searching for parents. Finding none, his confusion only grows as he turns his attention back on the girl. “Are you lost?”

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Ok so I’ve been quiet about this for some time now, and I thought I should break that silence and make this public. (Hey other people are posting art PSA’s, this ain’t new)

We are Artists, We are many

Being a artist on Tumblr alone isnt easy. There are millions of other people  doing the exact same thing you’re doing. Amongst all of them you can be overlooked so easily. Now I am familiar with all those PSAs about not worrying about being popular and loving your own art. Thats all well and good, no ones debating that. But we artist want to share our art with the world. We want to show everyone what we can do.

The Wall

When we receive praise and love for our work, thats the best feeling in the world for us. We all have friends, fellow artists or not, that support us. But here on Tumblr, your art might not get pushed out into the crowd. For myself as an example, I get a 1 reblog for every 10 likes on something. And this is only including when I originally post it. When art post is liked, no one else sees it. Likes stay hidden and don’t appear on others dashes. (And yes, some blog themes do show likes, this I am aware)

Likes are good, but Reblogs do a lot more

When someone reblogs your art, a whole new set of people get to see it. Most of them are people who have never seen your stuff before. For example, whenever Carbines Official WIldstar Tumblr reblogs my Wildstar art, I get bombarded with likes, reblogs even follows! But before that, when I post it in the first place, not much happens. Dont get me wrong, I’m grateful I get anything, but feedback and notoriety is what keeps an artist like me going, and many others as well. Now I may understand that sometimes something someone draws isn’t your cup of tea, that’s alright! But even if you show a little interest, a reblog does a world of difference.

Support your friends, Support those who care

I know this is all sounding a little preachy, but it’s something I needed to get off my chest. There are no complaints, there are no orders, just a call out from all us artists. From the big and professional, to the small and unseen. We all want to share our art with the world, and it can all begin with a reblog.

( I dont think I need to say that everyone should reblog this, it goes without saying no?)

One of the most depressing things is being proud of a piece you spent weeks on, and then getting 5 likes and no reblogs, or a comment of ‘omg your art needs more attention’ and an added like.

If you like the art, I can’t stress enough: Reblog it. That simple action can feed artists in the long-run.

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I didn’t even wait for all the gifs to load before I reblogged this…

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Latest positive news out of Ferguson. Community coming together.

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please watch this cat talking to her babies

if any of my posts deserved to get a lot of notes its this one

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These are not mine but I wanted to bring them together!  


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You are personally responsible for becoming more ethical than the society you grew up in.

Eliezer Yudkowsky  (via rampias)

Being a “product of their times” is no excuse. Never let someone off the hook for bigotry. 

(via callingoutbigotry)

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Can I join in guys?

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Cats in piles

Wildly stacked cats

Kitten piles are best piles.

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important question

could a planeswalker spark theoretically be ignited by an orgasm like a really really really good orgasm

considering it can come through a strong wave of emotion or epiphany 


I believe so


so a little birdie told me that a certain former planeswalker may or may not be in the market for a remedy for his unfortunate condition…

[[help I can’t stop laughing]]

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Michaela DePrince 

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Natural Balance



Sakura leads in through the building’s back-door, and it’s quickly revealed that this wasn’t a home; but some sort of restaurant, judging by the sounds of chatty beings, the clatter of dishes, and the scent of different foods being cooked simultaneously.

They enter through a storage-area, where Sakura takes a quick turn to a small open-closet area. There, she goes about shifting her paws into human feet, and tucking them into socks and dress-shoes. “This’s the tavern, by the way. Real friendly folk, for the most part. The vegan menu’s fantastic too, Bing’s a good cook.”

She stands back up, tapping her toes against the floor once to ensure the shoes are fitting properly. “Ready to set out? We’ll be getting some odd looks, but you just get used to that.”

While Sakura was busy tending to her toes, the Prince wanted to catch a peek down the hallway for any sign of people, another room, or the source of the variety of smells. His attention was half on what the other prince was saying, but it was fleeting until it was made aware to him it was time to move. He backed out of the closet to allow his companion to lead, but felt the need to ask,”Why would we be odd to look at? We both look like regular people,” he pointed out when following along down the storage facility.

On a regular basis, the Prince would get odd looks be it because of whatever attire he chose to wore that day or that he looked like a clean, noble child without the company of an adult. Of course, he was never deterred by it, there were more important things to pay attention to than how others perceived him.

Glancing down the hallway brings very interesting sights to say the least. There’s the glimpse of a walking white-furred, cat-being with blond hair that’s exclaiming something angrily at a sleepy-looking Satyr in what looks to be some large working-kitchen. And further down the hall, it opens up to the view of a tavern’s dining restaurant.

Beings of all kinds mill about, from wolf-people to devils to arachnid-beings, and among others that are more difficult to discern. It’s busy, loud, but for all the oddities in a single place, they seem to be going along well enough.

Sakura opens the door to the out, and  gives the Prince a half-smile tinted in hesitance. “Well …”

"Humans are the dominant species, here. And they haven’t really figured out how to deal with each other yet, much less anything that doesn’t look exactly like them."

"They might judge us weird just for wearing weird clothes. But I think we’ll be okay."

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