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Huntress Warlock
@huntresswarlock.bsky.social
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lesbian (she/they) TTRPG enthusiast, writer, and ocean acoustics extraordinaire || profile pic by databuffer (on tumblr)
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they weren't lying these banks are outer
a picture of rolling sand dunes on a sunny day, with sparse greenery growing on the sandy hills a picture of the curve of a beach and a small forested cape under a blue sky
May 16, 2025 at 12:23 AM
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took some important pictures of my cat the other day
a gray tabby on a blue couch, curled up with her head upside-down so her white chin and lips are clearly visible a close-up of the same cat as before's mouth, so that the tiny bit of tongue sticking out from her lips is clearly visible
March 30, 2025 at 12:03 PM
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i hate living in new jersey so fucking much every day is like this
a meme with two figures. the one on the right is an innocently happy-looking person in a bike helmet holding on to bike handlebars, with a speech bubble that says "i like riding my bike". the one on the left is insane with rage behind a car steering wheel, with a speech bubble that say "I FUCKING HATE YOU AND HOPE YOU DIE".
March 14, 2025 at 7:17 PM
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the duality of hunters
a screenshot of the same hunter as the previous post, but now with a baffled expression on her face
March 9, 2025 at 1:00 PM
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Screenshots from the show The Good Place, where the dialogue from Micheal has been altered to read "Doug Ford figured it out? Doug Ford? This is a real low point. Yeah, this one hurts."
March 5, 2025 at 4:03 PM
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monhun wilds is the best monhun game by miles for many reasons, but one of them is that my hunter (Gyrfalcon) gets to look like THIS

#MHWilds #MonsterHunterWilds #MonsterHunter
a screenshot of the player character in monster hunter wilds. she is a dark-skinned woman with a prominent jaw and cheekbones, gray eyes, black eyebrows, and platinum blond hair that is black at the roots. there are two burn scars on her face, one across her nose and left cheek and one across her right cheek and lips. she has face paint that resembles feathers around her left eye and a fur-collared jacket on. she looks like she is listening attentively to someone offscreen. the same player character as before, but now looking determined and stoic at a monster behind the camera. she is now wearing a brown fabric jacket with no fur collar.
March 4, 2025 at 1:41 PM
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i just need to make it to Friday and MonHun Wilds. i just need to make it to Friday and MonHun Wilds. i just need to make it to Friday and MonHun Wilds.
a cat with its face pressed against the bars of a cage such that its lips are lifted and its little incisor teeth are visible, giving it the appearance of barely-restrained mania or rage
February 23, 2025 at 8:55 PM
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the animal btw if you even care
A small gray cat nestled in the crook of an arm, her head resting on the inner elbow joint.
December 28, 2024 at 10:33 PM
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i've given up on making my cat understand that weekends are for sleeping in. she's an old lady, if she wants me to get up and sit with her on the couch at 6 am, who am i to deny her?
Snookie, a gray tabby cat, is lying on her side facing away from the camera. Her back is pressed against my leg where we are both sitting on a blue couch.
April 28, 2024 at 11:52 AM
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when ya start thinking too hard about the physics of isekai fiction, the magical companion tells you not to worry your pretty little head about it

#WIPSnips #amwriting
White Comic Sans text on a dark gray background. The text reads: "“So, where are we, exactly? I mean, we're in a forest, obviously, but where are we in relation to home?” Iris hummed and snapped a twig underhoof. “I couldn't say. I've never been to your world, and the process of bringing you here would have worked regardless of how close or far you were. An interesting question, to be sure; my sincerest apologies that I cannot provide a better answer.”"
April 22, 2024 at 4:10 PM
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i don't have the word genuine in any of my wips wtf 😭 but here's a genuine moment from an old modern fantasy thingie i picked up again recently (broken up for alt text reasons)

#WIPSnips #amwriting
White text on a dark gray background. The text reads: "The frat pack had returned by the next morning, though she still waited until after dinner to go and see them. She had to knock at the door, this time, but it only took a few moments for Finn to open up the door. They stared at each other for an awkward moment. He looked bone-tired to her, with shaded circles under his eyes and his beard not as trimmed as she was used to. In all of her research, she hadn’t actually found anything about the werewolf transformation itself, and what sort of lingering effects it had. “Um,” she finally said, thrusting the plastic container at him. “I made cookies. For you. I’m sorry for flipping out on trivia night.”" White text on a dark gray background. The text reads: "Finn stepped towards her and wrapped her up in a bear hug, squeezing her tight against him, the container digging into the bottom of her ribs. She tensed – then relaxed, almost involuntarily. He was warm, and his shirt smelled like rich earth and dog. Maintaining a hold on the container was a bit difficult, but she managed to wriggle one arm out from the crush and wrap it around him in turn, clutching fabric in her hand. All the guilt and shame that had been weighing on her for days slid off her shoulders, as easy as breathing."
April 19, 2024 at 10:54 AM
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one of the more recent uses of "turn" in my WIP; you've heard of dropbears, but how about droptopi?

#WIPSnips #amwriting
White Comic Sans text on a dark gray background. The text reads: "Something damp and *heavy* dropped onto her shoulders, making her stumble forward as it wrapped around her neck and her arms. Erin screamed and flailed, trying to grab at whatever had just landed on her, but her hand just slid right off the cold, moist outside of it, like trying to grab a wet water balloon covered in grease. It was alive, whatever the hell it was, or at least moving, inching sticky tendrils across her armor, tightening the hold it had on her. What the hell, what the hell, what the *hell* – her sword! She'd yanked it out of the hilt while flailing, and now she stabbed blindly behind herself until she punctured the thing, and it shuddered and slid off her back. In the short half a second it took for her to turn around, it was already melting into black ooze on the forest floor, but there was no mistaking it for anything else. An octopus. An octopus? In the *woods!?* Could this place get *any* stranger!?"
April 10, 2024 at 1:57 PM
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finally finished* it :')

*there are still some areas of [get there] to gap-fill but it's close enough to complete that i want to Bask for a bit before i go back
Google Docs details page for a document, which reads: "Modified Mar 21, 2024 by me Opened Mar 21, 2024 by me Created May 22, 2022" Google Docs Word Count popup, which shows that the document has 135 pages and 63932 words.
March 24, 2024 at 11:32 AM
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i've got a few different mentions of the word eat in this wip, but i like the vibe of this passage better 😊

#WIPSnips #amwriting
White Comic Sans text on a dark gray background. The text reads: "A few of those weird red flowers with feathery petals were blooming near the edge of the woods. Iris gathered them in its mouth and yanked back, pulling them from the hollow gray stems. They didn't... seem like any kind of flower Erin had ever seen. They left a reddish stain around its mouth, and the texture where they'd been torn wasn't right. More like meat. But calling them flowers was easiest. “There are illusions at play, here,” Iris told her around its mouthful of food. “Keep your mind sharp as you go.”"
March 14, 2024 at 11:55 AM
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oh yeah, the conses are quencing babeyyyyyyy

#WIPSnips #amwriting
White Comic Sans text on a black background. The text reads: "A muffle shout tore through her relief. She hurled herself to her feet and to the door, squinting in the dull light as she stepped outside. A breeze had picked up, carrying the smell of fruity bubblegum on it, and beneath her feet the dry, dead grass was coming back to life, going from gray to pastel to blindingly pink. Trees grew as if on fast-forward, though they looked different from the forest she and Jesse had landed in, more like pine trees with bright blue needles. The overwhelming color and nauseating motion of it all made her head spin, and made it hard to spot Jesse or the fish monster." The word "overwhelming" is highlighted in yellow.
March 6, 2024 at 2:18 PM
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i have the word "leap" in my WIP but i feel like this matches the spirit of the prompt and the day a bit better

#WIPSnips #amwriting
White Comic Sans text on a dark gray background. The text reads: "She scrambled out of the way just in time as the dirt where she had been sitting burst upward, thrust out of the way by a massive, upwards-facing jaw. The jaw was attached to something that looked like a fish, though it was many times larger than anything she’d ever seen at the aquarium and also *on land.* It looked like it was made out of those shadows that had melted together, too, all monochrome and a bit see-through at the edges. Iris hadn’t mentioned anything about monsters! She spotted Jesse just past it, lying on his stomach with his hands over his head."
February 29, 2024 at 4:57 PM
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ooky spooky pissed off goddess things

#WIPSnips #amwriting
White text on a dark gray background. The text reads: "This man was quite rapidly wearing her patience thin. A reminder, first, that she remained a goddess, even without a name. She concentrated herself within the church as much as she could, drawing on her seabirds and her champion and the distant murmurs from Cliffsend. The wind chimes hanging from the ceiling clattered as the smell of salt and low tide flooded into the space, wrapping around this other champion, this Samson. Behind him, the door slammed shut, and he jumped. The weapon in his hand was foreign to her, but there was still metal in it, metal which could be corroded."
February 27, 2024 at 7:47 PM
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gosh erin don't you know better than to ask stupid questions smh my head

#amwriting #WIPSnips
White Comic Sans text on a dark gray background: The text reads: "“How come I haven't had to eat or sleep while I've been here?” “The land is sustaining you. I would have thought that obvious, given your unique connection to it, but it renders your mortal needs irrelevant.” It slipped back into that disappointed teacher tone that made Erin feel stupid for asking. She kicked at the sand. How was she supposed to know these things? She wasn't from here, even if she was connected to here. And it was really, really weird, to try and think about how long she'd been here when there was nothing to mark the passage of time. Her routine was all off."
February 23, 2024 at 8:29 PM
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hope "weigh" is close enough, also ignore that i'm a day late

#amwriting #WIPsnips
White text on a dark gray background. The text reads: "The goddess had heard it said, once, long ago, that humans died two deaths: once when their flesh gave in to entropy, and once when their name was spoken for the final time. In her case, she had quietly perished the latter way but might never know the former, as long as the sea birds continued to flock. The loss of her name had not weighed heavily on her before Idoia's arrival. Now, it clung to her thoughts and made the walls of her church groan in soft anguish."
February 23, 2024 at 12:03 PM
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this is the prompt - incidentally, check the blog out if you haven't heard of it before, she writes fantastic writing prompts.
my spin on this involves wlws, because it's me, as well as some takes on how gods might be named and worshipped in modern times.
White text on a dark teal background. In the top left, it reads "DEEP WATER PROMPTS" with "No. 2947" directly below. The main part of the text reads "The church is tiny, walls of salt crusted driftwood and windows of stained sea glass. The goddess of sea foam lives there, sighing her days away, waiting for a champion."
February 21, 2024 at 5:07 PM
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i write in comic sans because it takes some of the pressure off

#WIPSnips #writingcommunity
A screenshot of white Comic Sans text on a black background. The text reads: "Iris had mentioned illusion magic. Was this what it meant? That some of these trees didn't exist? If she had to guess, the sharper edges meant those trees were real, and the blurry ones were fake. She couldn’t tell them apart with her regular sight or with touch, but her magic only affected the real ones. Becoming a one-girl deforestation campaign was supposed to be a joke... well, the Amazon rainforest was just going to have to forgive her for this."
February 19, 2024 at 7:15 PM
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Theophania Nomiki Carideo (Nomiki to her friends), tiefling vengeance paladin, big of heart and dumb of ass
Her most recent stunt was walking directly into a trap that she knew about because she wanted to check the room for more bandits
Art by spikulec on twitter!
#LetsTalkOCs
Nomiki, a tiefling woman with red-orange skin, black ram horns, and long black hair, with her hammer pulled back as if she is about to hit something and a determined/angry look on her face. She is wearing a white collared shirt and brown pants. The background is a gradient from yellow to dark red.
September 12, 2023 at 3:16 PM
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i've got one: Nikniari "Nik" Rhalor, GOOlock in a Ravnica campaign that likely would've ended up as the BBEG
they had crippling social anxiety and zero morals, it was a fun combination to play; it's too bad the DM ran out of steam 😔
(art of em by bace-jeleren on tumblr)
September 1, 2023 at 5:17 PM
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my profile description is not a joke btw, this is how i am described on the wall of my workplace 🥺😭
August 30, 2023 at 12:59 PM