Trending

#AltTextStory

Latest posts tagged with #AltTextStory on Bluesky

Latest Top
Trending

Posts tagged #AltTextStory

In the suburbs of Mississauga, a Painted Lady named Penelope was feeling particularly flighty. She’d spent all morning fluttering around Celebration Square, trying to find a brunch spot that wasn’t "too main-stream."
"I'm exhausted," she sighed, landing on a nearby marigold. "I’ve been traveling for weeks. My wings are absolutely painted into a corner with all this mileage."
A local Monarch landed beside her, looking unimpressed. "First time in Ontario? You look like you've seen a ghost."
"Worse," Penelope gasped. "I just flew through the 403 traffic. It was a total flutter-bu-neck. I tried to carpool, but I couldn't find anyone going my fly-way."
The Monarch nudged a drop of nectar toward her. "Drink up. It’ll help you wing it through the afternoon."
Penelope took a sip and perked up. "You're right. I shouldn't be so low-coat. I just need to brush up on my surroundings. After all, I’m not just any bug—I’m a masterpiece in progress."
"Exactly," the Monarch laughed. "In this city, if you aren't bold, you're just another speck on a windshield. Stick with me, and we'll make a real exhi-bit of ourselves."
Penelope fluttered her wings, feeling the spark again. "Fine. Let's go. But if we end up in Port Credit, I’m picking the palette for dinner."

In the suburbs of Mississauga, a Painted Lady named Penelope was feeling particularly flighty. She’d spent all morning fluttering around Celebration Square, trying to find a brunch spot that wasn’t "too main-stream." "I'm exhausted," she sighed, landing on a nearby marigold. "I’ve been traveling for weeks. My wings are absolutely painted into a corner with all this mileage." A local Monarch landed beside her, looking unimpressed. "First time in Ontario? You look like you've seen a ghost." "Worse," Penelope gasped. "I just flew through the 403 traffic. It was a total flutter-bu-neck. I tried to carpool, but I couldn't find anyone going my fly-way." The Monarch nudged a drop of nectar toward her. "Drink up. It’ll help you wing it through the afternoon." Penelope took a sip and perked up. "You're right. I shouldn't be so low-coat. I just need to brush up on my surroundings. After all, I’m not just any bug—I’m a masterpiece in progress." "Exactly," the Monarch laughed. "In this city, if you aren't bold, you're just another speck on a windshield. Stick with me, and we'll make a real exhi-bit of ourselves." Penelope fluttered her wings, feeling the spark again. "Fine. Let's go. But if we end up in Port Credit, I’m picking the palette for dinner."

Painted Lady butterflies return to Mississauga in late spring, usually around June, as they migrate north from warmer regions like the southern U.S. and Mexico. 🦋

#SaugaPainted #Wildlife #FlutterInThe6ix #Mississauga #WinginItInOntario #OhMyDouglas #Butterfly #PaintedLady #AltTextStory

21 3 1 0
A screenshot taken from Cyberpunk 2077 on Playstation 5. Best friend forever Jackie Wells is looking at his friend V with so much love in his eyes. V has doodled cartoon hearts all around Jackie. They're celebrating making it into the big leagues with a job from famous fixer Dexter DeShawn. They just ordered two Johnny Silverhand drinks from Claire at The Afterlife.

A screenshot taken from Cyberpunk 2077 on Playstation 5. Best friend forever Jackie Wells is looking at his friend V with so much love in his eyes. V has doodled cartoon hearts all around Jackie. They're celebrating making it into the big leagues with a job from famous fixer Dexter DeShawn. They just ordered two Johnny Silverhand drinks from Claire at The Afterlife.

Get you a choom who looks at you like this. #cyberpunk2077 #jackiewelles #photomode #alttext #alttextstory

3 0 0 0

Smoke a wizard bowl with me. #alttextstory

9 4 0 0
A battlefield month of May in 1643. 

Royalist [90 Dead] 2400 foot-500 horse-8guns fought 5400 foot-200 horse-13 guns Parliamentarians [300 Dead - 1700 captured].

Quite the battle, 11 hours of close combat on this hill, against all odds the underdog victorious. 

On my walks I spare a thought for those that lost their lives, entrenched in regime and riot, echoes now quiet, sunken in sodden earth casket fated to supply flora and fauna in violent end.

A battlefield month of May in 1643. Royalist [90 Dead] 2400 foot-500 horse-8guns fought 5400 foot-200 horse-13 guns Parliamentarians [300 Dead - 1700 captured]. Quite the battle, 11 hours of close combat on this hill, against all odds the underdog victorious. On my walks I spare a thought for those that lost their lives, entrenched in regime and riot, echoes now quiet, sunken in sodden earth casket fated to supply flora and fauna in violent end.

A battlefield month of May in 1643. 

Royalist [90 Dead] 2400 foot-500 horse-8guns fought 5400 foot-200 horse-13 guns Parliamentarians [300 Dead - 1700 captured].

Quite the battle, 11 hours of close combat on this hill, against all odds the underdog victorious. 

On my walks I spare a thought for those that lost their lives, entrenched in regime and riot, echoes now quiet, sunken in sodden earth casket fated to supply flora and fauna in violent end.

A battlefield month of May in 1643. Royalist [90 Dead] 2400 foot-500 horse-8guns fought 5400 foot-200 horse-13 guns Parliamentarians [300 Dead - 1700 captured]. Quite the battle, 11 hours of close combat on this hill, against all odds the underdog victorious. On my walks I spare a thought for those that lost their lives, entrenched in regime and riot, echoes now quiet, sunken in sodden earth casket fated to supply flora and fauna in violent end.

More than just a woodland and field.. here lie the bones of hundreds of men.

#alttext for full story.

#cornishhistory #history #battles #war #civilwar #grave #past #rememberance #spooky #forest #woodland #sunset #forestsunset #LLJP #lightandshadow #alttextstory #eerie #woodlandwalk #battlefield

7 0 0 0
A tree eye blinks at you. You stop to admire it.

A tree eye blinks at you. You stop to admire it.

The tree seems to cry. You comfort it with a hand on the trunk.

The tree seems to cry. You comfort it with a hand on the trunk.

A hole is formed in a nearby tree. You climb into the unknown.

A hole is formed in a nearby tree. You climb into the unknown.

What you saw changed you. You leave a wood offering in appreciation.

What you saw changed you. You leave a wood offering in appreciation.

World Trees (passcodes)
#poetry

You saw it blink
You heard it cry
You touched its bark
To find out why

Another tree
Its roots entwined
Carves out a hole
For you to climb

Where you've been
You can't describe
Leave an offering
For others to find

#unedited #photography #alttextstory #writing

17 0 1 0
Dandelion Clock - folklore foretold that the number of breaths it took to disperse the seeds told the hour of time.

Dandelion Clock - folklore foretold that the number of breaths it took to disperse the seeds told the hour of time.

Share and make a wish!! 🤫 keep it a secret or it might not come true 🧚 ✨

#bloomscrolling #bloomscroll #makeawish #dandelionclock #alttextstory

19 3 1 1
Reapers in this world are a voluntary position.  When one passes into the night, they may choose to guide others to the other side of their own volition.  There are two sorts who would seek to do this, the vengeful and the compassionate.  The night mother grants them her blessing, to end those who grasp too tightly to life, guide those who are lost, and in some cases, save those whose light have been snuffed out too soon.

Reapers in this world are a voluntary position. When one passes into the night, they may choose to guide others to the other side of their own volition. There are two sorts who would seek to do this, the vengeful and the compassionate. The night mother grants them her blessing, to end those who grasp too tightly to life, guide those who are lost, and in some cases, save those whose light have been snuffed out too soon.

#daily #goblin: Reaper 2
"...please tell me if the water is too hot, it is a simple matter to adjust it."
"I don't think there's such thing as 'too hot' any more for me, its amazing to get warm again..."
#alttextstory

2 1 0 0
"So how long have you been up there?"
"When that damnable monk sealed me 'pon yon sapling, 'twas the only tree 'pon a bare plain."
"Damn.  That's rough buddy."
"...This one is not thine buddy, pal."
"Oh you do know the classics then."
"There hast been others like thyself who bear naught but a dearth of time and a fragment of brain matter which they hast split in twain, to use as tinder for a spark to gall me."
"I can leave if I'm bothering you."
"...No thou canst stay.  Thine presence is at least a distraction from yon dreary red."

"So how long have you been up there?" "When that damnable monk sealed me 'pon yon sapling, 'twas the only tree 'pon a bare plain." "Damn. That's rough buddy." "...This one is not thine buddy, pal." "Oh you do know the classics then." "There hast been others like thyself who bear naught but a dearth of time and a fragment of brain matter which they hast split in twain, to use as tinder for a spark to gall me." "I can leave if I'm bothering you." "...No thou canst stay. Thine presence is at least a distraction from yon dreary red."

#dailygoblin: Sealed

A slight update to an older (literally) goblin I drew a while back. She's been sealed since then.

#alttextstory

2 1 0 0
Greater Mimics (also known as wall or room mimics) are mimics that attempt trick adventurers in a slightly different way.  The treasure or bait they use is very obviously fake at the even the slightest inspection, but once within range to inspect, the viewer is ALREADY within strike range of the mimic.  If you spot treasure lying somewhere unexpected, inspect the walls, roof, and floors approaching it to ensure that you are not already in the maw of a greater mimic.

Greater Mimics (also known as wall or room mimics) are mimics that attempt trick adventurers in a slightly different way. The treasure or bait they use is very obviously fake at the even the slightest inspection, but once within range to inspect, the viewer is ALREADY within strike range of the mimic. If you spot treasure lying somewhere unexpected, inspect the walls, roof, and floors approaching it to ensure that you are not already in the maw of a greater mimic.

#dailygoblin: Huffslove's Scyllia! (As a consolation to myself for missing the commission window).

One of their other characters, Noodle, was one of the first I posted on the internet. Its a interesting to see how far I've come since then.

#goblingirl #alttextstory

2 0 0 0
Daily Goblin:  Cleric of the Mirthful God

No one is sure if the Mirthful gained the eye of their god by being weird or if they became weird because they followed their god.   One thing is for certain though, those clown fucks are creepy.  Crazy even.  Worse, if you get on their wrong side, they will attack you and win, in the most hilarious or unfortunate manner possible.  As long as what they are doing is funny, they are nigh on invincible and they follow some strange comedic logic rather than the laws of our world.  If you ever find yourself facing one with their eyes glowing red, it means their god is watching through their eyes, so just give up.  There's no defeating them or even escape.

Daily Goblin: Cleric of the Mirthful God No one is sure if the Mirthful gained the eye of their god by being weird or if they became weird because they followed their god. One thing is for certain though, those clown fucks are creepy. Crazy even. Worse, if you get on their wrong side, they will attack you and win, in the most hilarious or unfortunate manner possible. As long as what they are doing is funny, they are nigh on invincible and they follow some strange comedic logic rather than the laws of our world. If you ever find yourself facing one with their eyes glowing red, it means their god is watching through their eyes, so just give up. There's no defeating them or even escape.

#DailyGoblin: Cleric of the Mirthful God (A clown by any other name)

No one is sure if the Mirthful gained the eye of their god by being weird or if they became weird because they followed their god.

#goblingirl #alttextstory

1 0 0 0
After we got ambushed several times at night the squishy sorlock asked the barb if he could sleep in her square since she was 2 sizes larger than him, and he could "mount her" without either of them suffering penalties while sleeping.   After some rules lawyering wiith the DM, he agreed if Ebunike (the barb) agreed to it.  Being a generally nice person she let him and my character jumped at the chance.

Me: "In that case I'll sleep with Ebun too."
DM: "To stay safe with them while asleep?"
Me: "...Yeah!"

After we got ambushed several times at night the squishy sorlock asked the barb if he could sleep in her square since she was 2 sizes larger than him, and he could "mount her" without either of them suffering penalties while sleeping. After some rules lawyering wiith the DM, he agreed if Ebunike (the barb) agreed to it. Being a generally nice person she let him and my character jumped at the chance. Me: "In that case I'll sleep with Ebun too." DM: "To stay safe with them while asleep?" Me: "...Yeah!"

#dailygoblin: Anti Ambush Formation!

In my 5e game we get ambushed at night all the time so we've started sleeping in the same square due to some niche mounting rules. Full context in the alt text.

#alttextstory

0 0 0 0
Coffee is a restricted substance; goblins, gnomes, and halflings can be hit with hefty fines and even small amounts of jail time for possessing or using such products in public.  Their fey ancestry reacts incredibly poorly with the caffeine in the drink, amplifying their already unstable natures and causing them to lose most of their already tenuous inhibitions.  

You'd think that this would mean that it'd be hard for a goblin to get their hands on such a product but there is one café right in the middle of the Bend District that sells to all customers, regardless of size.  The Shortstack Eatery somehow manages to remain open for business, selling products that should be illegal by using a loophole: caffeine is restricted in PUBLIC.  In the comfort of their own home, smaller races are free to indulge in their coffee as much as they like.  So instead of paying for a coffee, you pay "1 minute of rent" to the proprietor, and get a complementary coffee to go with it.

Coffee is a restricted substance; goblins, gnomes, and halflings can be hit with hefty fines and even small amounts of jail time for possessing or using such products in public. Their fey ancestry reacts incredibly poorly with the caffeine in the drink, amplifying their already unstable natures and causing them to lose most of their already tenuous inhibitions. You'd think that this would mean that it'd be hard for a goblin to get their hands on such a product but there is one café right in the middle of the Bend District that sells to all customers, regardless of size. The Shortstack Eatery somehow manages to remain open for business, selling products that should be illegal by using a loophole: caffeine is restricted in PUBLIC. In the comfort of their own home, smaller races are free to indulge in their coffee as much as they like. So instead of paying for a coffee, you pay "1 minute of rent" to the proprietor, and get a complementary coffee to go with it.

#dailygoblin: Coffee Dealer!

Coffee is a restricted substance for most of the small races, due to their... excessive reactions to caffeine. But what self respecting goblin is going to let something like LAWS get in the way of their coffee fix?

#alttextstory

2 1 0 0
Pink: "-so actually tie fighters were amongst the PINNCLE of fighter star ship design.  That's why there were so many variants.  They were designed for the empire the ruling government of functionally the entire galaxy, of course they were good.  My gripe is that in the movies they always show them losing fights, despite their objectively better specs and pilots.  These were professional starforce pilots losing to random ragtag scavengers and smugglers in A WINGS of all things.  A WINGS!  They are basically mini freighters!  And lets not even get me started on the portrayal of stormtroopers-"

Yellow: "Yeah, I should fuck her."

Pink: "-so actually tie fighters were amongst the PINNCLE of fighter star ship design. That's why there were so many variants. They were designed for the empire the ruling government of functionally the entire galaxy, of course they were good. My gripe is that in the movies they always show them losing fights, despite their objectively better specs and pilots. These were professional starforce pilots losing to random ragtag scavengers and smugglers in A WINGS of all things. A WINGS! They are basically mini freighters! And lets not even get me started on the portrayal of stormtroopers-" Yellow: "Yeah, I should fuck her."

#dailygoblin: Gayblins!

I've actually drawn these two before but I don't think I ever posted it here.

Sometimes I like to put little stories or extra characterization in the alt text of my images. I'll tag those with #alttextstory so you don't miss them.

#goblingirl

0 0 0 0
The caprine goblins of the northern region have a fairly restrained and conservative culture, only really stepping out of traditional bounds when pursuing a potential mate.  This often causes their youths to seek release via escape.  Some of these flee from the constraints of home and seek out adventure or excitement in the free trade towns a bit further south.

Unfortunately, there's a reason why the Caprines tend to be more restrained:  They are very, VERY weak at impulse control.  These youths frequently fall prey to the vices of alcohol, drugs, sex, and god forbid caffeine.  A goblin hopped up on an espresso becomes an unstoppable force of unbridled horny, and as such most cafes are banned from selling any coffee or coffee products to goblins.  

This doesn't stop them from getting access to it, and as a result you may find young caprine goblins wandering around town, pupils contracted, stark naked, and ready to pounce on anyone who seems even vaguely interested.

The caprine goblins of the northern region have a fairly restrained and conservative culture, only really stepping out of traditional bounds when pursuing a potential mate. This often causes their youths to seek release via escape. Some of these flee from the constraints of home and seek out adventure or excitement in the free trade towns a bit further south. Unfortunately, there's a reason why the Caprines tend to be more restrained: They are very, VERY weak at impulse control. These youths frequently fall prey to the vices of alcohol, drugs, sex, and god forbid caffeine. A goblin hopped up on an espresso becomes an unstoppable force of unbridled horny, and as such most cafes are banned from selling any coffee or coffee products to goblins. This doesn't stop them from getting access to it, and as a result you may find young caprine goblins wandering around town, pupils contracted, stark naked, and ready to pounce on anyone who seems even vaguely interested.

#dailygoblin: o///_///o Goblin
~Warning Horny~

"Look kid, I know this is your first time in the northern regions so let me warn you. No matter attractive the prospect may seem, do NOT lock eyes with a goblin in a trance. You'll know what I mean." #alttextstory

1 0 0 0