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You find a letter addressed to you...
The envelope is a pale, moonstone white with gold filligree. It is sealed with a wax seal, the engravings from the stamp showing an intricate magical spell used to ensure the letter was delivered to you.
If you are with a friend who also recieves a letter, you notice that each seal was customized to specifically reach you and you alone.
The paper inside a fine parchment with an invitation written in deep blue ink....
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Hello Magical Friend~☆
You are cordially invited to the Blue Moon Ball, the first of its kind hosted on Wizard Island (Island).
It will be a week-long celebration of the magical and arcane with old and new friends; if you happen to receive this letter, you are one of many esteemed guests we would like to host at our establishment.
Should you decide to attend, please sign the RSVP card added within this envelope and send it back using your preferred method of mailing.
The ball will be held in the fourth week of May, the Nineteenth through the Twenty-Fifth (May 19-25). We hope to see you there!
Signed...
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Welcome everyone to the official announcement post of the Blue Moon Ball! Wizardblr's (maybe?) first community-wide event. Hosted by yours truly @the-necrobotanist! I'm happy to see you here!
The event will take place over the course of seven days, where participants will make posts relating to a series of themes throughout the entire week.
The event will take place on the week of the 19-25, mark your calendars!
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RULES
Please be polite and kind to other participants
No AI generation in any and all submissions
Do not reveal any personal info
No NSFW
(This is everything for now. Please do not make me extend this rule list)
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There are four categories for people to partake in for the prompts: Art, Writing, Roleplay, and Photography. I'll explain a bit more in detail about them below.. .
ART [#Blue Moon Ball Art]
Draw your character according to the prompts, and perhaps other people's characters!
Use of picrews/heroforge is allowed as long as you credit where you made the image from
Use of AI to make art is strictly prohibited and will not be included in the event.
No NSFW
WRITING [#Blue Moon Ball Writing]
Write a story, drabble, or fic of your character!
There is no base word count or word limit, do whatever you wish!
Poems and the like are totally welcome and allowed!
No AI generated writing is allowed.
No NSFW
ROLEPLAY [#Blue Moon Ball Roleplay]
Roleplay at the event! I'll make a few starters for people to post and add to :)
Keep everything SFW, and if a RP situation makes you uncomfortable please remember that it is okay to back out
No NSFW
PHOTOGRAPHY [#Blue Moon Ball Photogtaphy]
Take a photo! Whether it be an outfit, food, or a pet!
No revealing personal information. This includes your face, address, full name, etc. Please practice internet safety.
No NSFW
The official prompt list will not be revealed until 3 days before the event! There will however be a prologue prompt!
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Prologue Prompt
Your prompt for before the event is.....
DRESS YOUR BEST~☆
Gather your fabric and get your sewing kits ready, your first prompt is to design and create your character’s outfit for the ball!
Create an outfit and post it to tumblr, whether through art, writing, or whatever you wish! Make sure to use the tag #BMB Outfit so people can see your work, and feel free to mention me so I can reblog!
All outfits submitted (unless noted otherwise in the post) will be added to a poll for a "Best Dressed" poll that will he hosted after the main event is over, consider it an afterparty of sorts.
All rules above apply to this post, I hope you all enjoy!!
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ALSO JOIN THE DISCORD!!!
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That's everything for now! I'm so excited to be hosting this, and I'm so, so happy and grateful for the huge amount of people interested. I cannot wait to see what you make!!
Enjoy the ball, Magical Friends~☆ !!
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Pinglist Set A
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#The Blue Moon Ball#The Blue Moon Ball Updates~☆#wizard posting#wizardposting#wizardblr#IT'S HERE!!!!#Blue Moon Ball Art#Blue Moon Ball Writing#Blue Moon Ball Photography#Blue Moon Ball Roleplay#BMB Outfit
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update:
(if this cuts off suddenly, its cause my mom walked in. better to give yall something than nothing) some of this information wont be relevant to everyone but im tagging my irl friend that needs it for reasons ill explain below
if you are poet, read all of this please its very important. anyone else feel free to skip its pretty distressing lol.
reblog if you can so the other moots see this. (also so they can find this account, only 19 of yall have found it and should be over a hundred)
tw for parental abuse and self harm
we're still lying low. i cant afford to get caught on tumblr rn
love yall so much, im glad so many people have found this blog
my mom is fucking pissed. ive lost my phone completely, and i might be losing the ipad too. im hoping that because i use the ipad for school she wont take that. my computer is safe for now, she doesnt know the password and knows that people would ask questions if she took it
my texts have been comprimised. im not allowed to text anymore, and shes reading everything. already got texting from my ipad once, fortunatly i dont think that she knows it was from my ipad so she hasnt taken it (yet)
poet we need to figure out a way to comunicate from my computer that isnt tumblr.
my mental state is stable-ish currently, but it wasnt 2 hours ago.
she has threatened physical abuse.
she has also said "I wish i had the luxury of kicking you out"
due to number 8, im working on a go bag.
number 9 is probably an over reaction but im not getting caught unawares
the only sh ive done so far is head banging, which is bad but not the worst form. i think i left a bruise tho. no signs of brain damage
i got my grades back and theyre all pretty high, so im not in trouble for that. but i think she is pissed that im doing my work in school and not at home? idfk
she promised thursday to put me back in therapy. she has taken that back
apparently the reason she thinks im not disabled is because she thinks im faking all these injurys. her reasoning for this is "last time we saw [dr name] he said that nothing was wrong" (he said that there was nothing wrong other than the previously diagnosed severe generalized hypermobility syndrome) i think its fucking hysterical that she thinks i would fake not being able to do fucking anything because of my pain
i did absoluletly have a full full full mental breakdown from about 10:30 this morning to about 3:45 in the afternoon
if i get anymore "injuries out of nowhere" shes gonna cancel all my summer plans. (translation: no medical care for the rest of the year)
@poettheythem
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to everyone who has commented on the situation with paige and azzi id just like to say something
fans/people who actually have no clue and just know it happened and thats all don’t exactly feel the same empathy for the situation at the extent they would if they did know more, its a fact, people cant feel as bad for something if they dont know exactly what they’re feeling bad for. of course you can still feel extremely bad, a horrible and unforgivable thing happened but until you know what your actually feeling bad for its more like giving sympathy and condolences to a wall thats made of glass but its like the blurry type glass you cant really see through.
i dont reallt know if that made any sense but im basically trying to say that people who dont know and arent being informed since many people are staying silent in order to prevent spreading it, are like people who got told their dog went to a butterfly farm instead of being told it died. its like they were told a much much softer version of the real thing.
im not sure who or to what extent everyone on tumblr really knows about whats actually out there, but i just want ppl who only know the jist or general idea of what happened and even those who think they know or have seen all or most of it to know that it was actually alot that happened and the volume and extent of what happened was a really sickening thing to ever be informed of.
its insane paige was abt to come onto social media after just a weekend and be active, if you knew what i know then you would agree with me when i say paige is 100% only back on media rn to try and move peoples eyes past it and for pr reasons because thats whats best for the situation. she was most definitely not back after only a weekend ready to return to media just for the fun of it. they both are surrounded by a strong support system and while they may be smiling in the snippet of their lives we get to see, just know that putting up a strong front does not mean everything is okay and if u consider the extent of what happened it would be obvious that many signs point to them being very much not okay and that’s perfectly fine! they need time to heal from it and its not something you get over in a week. doing and feeling better doesnt mean actually being completely okay either healing takes time.
thank God its offseason and there isnt an actual full media spotlight on them right now, with how fast social media goes it likely wont be really talked about as a main focus in just a few weeks and its thankfully already starting to die down in just 1. i hope by the time the new season starts they feel alot better and the months will give them time to move past/through it and the world time to not remember or be focused on it.
im putting this on tumblr specifically because it is more of a hidden site compared to yk tiktok or twitter and likely wont spread anywhere crazy esp bc im keeping it low on actual details
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soo i’m writing a marcmarc fanfiction and Im going to make it multi chapter, it’s going to explore a bit Bez’s internalised homophobia and his path towards the light (fucking with Marc)
and i’m going to upload it both here and on Ao3, if you like it i’d love for you to leave kudos, no pressure tho obv <3
I took a bit of inspiration by @anitalianfrie and some ideas from @yeastinfectionvale because the two of you are the most dangerous marcmarc psychosexual supporters I relate with
Below you can find the fic, if u enjoy reading on Tumblr more than on Ao3❤️
2024 pre-season
It was cold, but still, Marco was sitting outside the ranch, it was around 3 in the morning he supposed, thoughts clouded by the joint he was still finishing up.
He was trying to reflect on something that had been seriously affecting his life lately, or rather much someone.
Marc Marquez.
Since he had signed with Gresini the Spaniard just seemed to continuously pop up into his life, whether it was on track or not, like last week for example, he was out with a group of his friends and who did he meet at the club he went to? Marc Marquez, drinking with a guy he thought was a friend of the man, but the more he thought about it, the more he remembered strange details, like a hand lingering a bit too much or a few glances casted in a very lustful way.
He archived the memory as a made up one, a result of the not so little amount of alcohol he consumed that night.
Plus, Marc had a girlfriend, and even if he didn't, everyone on the grid was straight.
All the jokes, flirty ones even, were always platonic and between friends, he did that too with Pecco, and it wasn’t like he was…gay.
He had had a girlfriend until a few weeks prior, when she decided it would’ve been a good idea to cheat on him and dump him via text of all things.
The joint was coming to an end, and with it all his will to stay outside and freeze, looking for a warm blanket and a snack instead.
Memories grew along with his hunger, and the frames of his mind ran back to the night he saw Marquez at the club.
Shirt buttoned just halfway, a silver necklace adorning his neck and bouncing slightly every time he moved.
His smile, a painfully magnetic one, drawing people to him like moths to a flame, like his eyes, profound and deep.
But what Bez remembered the best were his shoulders.
Broad, muscled, tanned and glowing with sweat, moving up and down rhythmically when he laughed.
If he focused enough, he could remember peeking the outline of one of Marc’s scars from the hem of his shirt, and something similar to a hickey on the juncture between his neck and shoulder, sinfully on display.
Fuck, why did he remember those things? He was pretty sure that a blonde flirted with him that night, he was sure she was hot even, but he couldn’t remember a single detail from her, just from that small fucking bastard
As his mind stopped wandering Bez realized he was back into his room, an half finished protein bar in hand and an obviously painful bulge in his pants.
Fuckfuckfuckfuck how did that happen? was it the blonde? it couldn’t have been Marquez, could it?
The answer came when his dick twitched at the mention of Marc’s name.
cazzo
He was conflicted: should he let it go away on its own or act on it? because he knew the moment he would’ve touched himself thinking of his rival it would’ve been over for him.
Seeing him in the paddock, on insta or at one of the clubs would’ve meant remembering this.
No no no he hated Marquez, this was just the smoke speaking for him, he always got a bit horny after smoking, it wasn’t different from other times.
Except it was. It was so much different, this longing he felt for the older guy, the need he had to just lick his lips and bite down on those delicious looking shoulders, grabbing his neck and crushing their lips together.
Bez also remembered the cologne he was wearing; it smelled like woods and fresh, he didn’t know much about perfumes but that was surely a smell he wasn’t going to forget it easily.
“Maybe it’s not that bad. Just once, one time and then I’ll forget about him”
he thought while sliding into bed and slowly slipping his hand into his pants.
It was embarrassing how quickly he became vocal about it, softly of course because he didn’t want the other guys or worst, Vale, to hear him moan out Marc Marquez’s name and finding him like that.
He stroked his cock with growing speed, twisting his wrist when he came close to the tip, gritting his teeth and grabbing the sheets with his free hand.
“Marc-“ a suffocated plea leaving the boy's mouth, but remaining painfully present in his room, floating around as a curse.
The more he thought about the Spaniard the harder he got, he wanted more more more.
He wanted Marc, in all his stupid perfection, he wanted him to choke on his cock, or bouncing on it, he wanted Marc to be as desperate for him as Bez was for the man.
“Si si si” a trail of words left the boy’s mouth to get lost into the silent and cold night in Tavullia, alongside with Marco’s orgasm, which hit him hard and fast, ropes of white liquid staining his abdomen and part of the sheets.
He went to the bathroom to wash his hands and getting cleaned up, being extra careful not to wake anyone up.
He looked at himself in the mirror, cheeks red, puffy lips and glassy eyes, pupils still blown wide from the smoke and the excitement of the recent jerk off session.
He knows he will have to face what he just did, because what if it wasn’t just Marc? What if it was men in general? Could have he been bisexual? To be fair he was a bit scared to know, what if Vale or one of the guys found it disgusting? what if his family did?
Could’ve he kept that secret for long?
He doesn’t think so, honestly he’s scared of loosing both families at once for something like that.
No no, he ultimately decided.
If he understands he likes guys he’s going to keep it for himself.
It’s going to be better for everyone that way
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My take on the Turaga Nui, from Shauni's (@legend-as-old-as-time) WIP fic set in Rags' (@magicalgirlmascot ) KNPS AU. Snippets of the fic here and here.
In which the Turaga form a fusion in order to defeat the Rahi Nui, but their past experience with the Hordika venom results in the Turaga Nui taking on a somewhat ...unexpected form. After the battle, the Toa Mata catch up with them. Pictured here is Lewa having the appropriate reaction to finding out his six mentors have turned into some kind of weird dragon-chimera-kaiju thing.
Some design notes under the cut:
The Turaga Nui's form combines traits from the forms the Metru had as Toa Hordika, known in this universe as the Kini Nui werebeasts. So, this was my take on them individually here:
(The Metru's human forms can be seen here) I hope it's fairly self explanatory which features come from which werebeast, but a few other fun design notes...
So, in KNPS, the Toa Kaita look a lot like the Steven Universe fusions, with extra eyes and limbs. The Turaga Nui follows a similar logic but on a more bestial body layout.
The top two arms are the most humanoid, as TN signs in ASL as well as speaking aloud whenever it is practical to do so (i.e. when there is not a Toa of Air attached to their neck). The next two pairs of limbs can function either as arms or forelegs, so the digits are more paw-like.
The wings are obviously based on a snowy owl and come from Nuju's werebeast form. Male snowy owls typically have lighter coloured plumage while females have prominent black bars on their feathers. Nuju in particular would probably have been almost completely white as a werebeast given he's an ice Toa and has white hair in human form. The Turaga Nui, however, is composed of five men and one woman, so I gave them a small amount of barring on the tips of one wing while the other is plain white. (The bars also help tie it back to the badger stripes on their face from a design standpoint)
The Kaita have metallic gold or silver skin, I suggested black and white patterns for TN's colour scheme to make them visibly nonhuman but also distinct from the Kaita.
Shauni felt that there should be more accents of each element's colours, however, so we decided on the "black" scales actually having an iridescent sheen to them.
I'd already been planning to give TN spots similar to that of a newt, but didn't realise until I started doing it that white spots on black combined with the iridescent colours gives the impression of a night sky/galaxy pattern.
I had previously suggested the name "Tien" to Shauni (Turaga Nui = T.N. Said aloud it phonetically sounds like "Tien"). Turns out Shauni had the exact same thought. Furthermore, it's a name in several cultures, various meanings include "heavenly being", "celestial" and "sky" (An etymologically related name is the Chinese "Tianlong", which means "Celestial Dragon")
So, accidentally coming up with a name that means "celestial" and then accidentally making them look like a living galaxy was a fun coincidence.
Also, apparently one of Rags' favourite DBZ characters was named Tien, so that was a plus for her!
The tail has owl feathers but is structurally more similar to the tail of an aquatic newt.
The eyes are based on the Turaga's animal forms but the colours come from their eye-glow. The three eyes visible in the image are Vakama's (green), Matau's (red), and Onewa's (blue)
As previous;y mentioned, photographs of jumping ferrets helped in drawing the dragon's limbs . I also ended up referencing hairless cats to get a handle on what the paws would look like with no fur.
I did do a version that shows the full body pose, which I quite liked, but felt that the cropped composition above was better to show the character details given tumblr's scrolling format
#bionicle au#knps au#lewa#turaga metru#bionicle humanization#human bionicle#in which the turaga nui metru is a kaiju#and also a big dorky noodlebeast
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Mending a Family 36/?
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Sorry, didn't notice I hadn't uploaded this chapter to Tumblr yet. So here it is, late, but here
The New Year’s had come and gone. Jason had spent it with this family, including Roy, Raven, and Lian. They had watched the ball drop and celebrated the beginning of a new year. Danny had confirmed he wanted to stay in school, and Jason was almost finished with his car. Jazz had gotten better at sparring, and Ellie was getting bigger every day.
Life was good.
So why was Jason so depressed?
He tried to hide it from his family, but he didn’t think he was doing a good job if the subtle glances and frowns were anything to go by.
Jason stared at the clock. The green numbers read 1:13. He sighed and went back to staring at the ceiling. He felt a chill go down his body and added another blanket. Jason knew a part of his depression was his fire core being at odds with the cold weather, but he knew it wasn’t the whole reason.
Jason closed his eyes, hoping to fall asleep. He tried to ignore the heavy feeling on his chest. It felt suffocating. Time passed by, and he still couldn’t go to sleep. He sat up and looked at the time again. It was 1:49.
Jason decided to get out of bed. He shivered. Didn’t he have the heater on? Jason went to the kitchen and put water for tea. He stared at the distance, his mind empty, his emotions a maelstrom.
He was brought back to the present by the sound of the whistling kettle. He quickly took it off the stove. Jason stared toward the bedrooms, hoping he hadn’t woken anyone up. After a few seconds of silence, he sat down with his tea.
Jason stared at his tea, and, eventually, it cooled down.
Suddenly, Jason stood up. He had to get out. He had to…he had to go somewhere. He left a note to Jazz in case she woke up and found him gone, took a burner phone, transformed, and flew. Jason had a few hours before he had to take Danny to school.
Jason flew invisibly, not paying attention to where he was going. Eventually, he hit the border between the US and Canada. He sat on top of a tree overlooking a highway with a brown sign in the shape of Wisconsin welcoming him.
Finally, away from his family, he let his feelings loose. There was no one here who could sense his emotions, who could ask him what was wrong. That’s what he needed.
Tears trailed on his face, leaving steam as they evaporated.
Jason looked up. The stars were shining. He could never see a night sky like this in Gotham. Danny would love this. Maybe he should stay up one of these nights with his son and watch the night sky slowly change as it turned to day. With his ice core, Danny would fall for it.
Jason reached up toward the sky, his hand blocking the stars.
“Dad,” he whispered. Jason gasped at the sudden pain in his chest. It felt like something was breaking.
He hurt so badly. He missed his old family so much. Sobs started wracking through his body before they turned into screams. He wanted his son to meet his uncles and aunts. He wanted his new family to laugh, and cry, and scream with his old one.
Jason wanted his dad to see Danny and to love him. Jason wanted his father’s love.
He couldn’t. He wouldn’t.
Jason would lose his son and his new family if he returned to his old family. They would see him as unfit and take what he had built away from him.
But, Ancients, it hurt to be away from one family. It hurt having to choose.
A despondent chirp left his lips. It wasn’t one of a parent looking for their child. It was a child calling for their parent. A chirp that fell on deaf ears.
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Bruce groaned at the ringing phone.
He had just gotten into bed from a long night at patrol, and the last thing he wanted was to talk to anyone. But it was his private phone. A phone only his children would call. Without looking, he answered.
“Hello?”
No one answered. Bruce looked at the number; he didn’t recognize it.
“Who is this,” he growled. No one but his children and Alfred should have this number.
A breath hitched. Bruce sat up. He recognized it. By God, he knew it should be impossible to recognize anyone by just a hitched breath, but he did.
“Jay lad,” he breathed out.
Are you hurt? He wanted to ask. Where are you? He wanted to demand; I’ll get you.
There was a voice in the back of his head that sounded like Alfred told him not to.
“Dad,” Jason said, then there was a dial tone.
“No, no, no, no, no,” Bruce chanted as he called the number.
“The number you are trying to reach is no longer available.”
No! He had just had Jason on the phone, and now, now. He was gone again. Bruce raised his arm, ready to throw the phone. He stopped himself at the last moment.
Bruce had never given Jason the number, but his son somehow had gotten it. It was his only way to get in contact with Jason. Not to mention that he needed it for his other children.
This was a good sign, though. Jason had reached out to him. He hadn’t said more than one word to him, but he had called. Bruce had to cling to the hope that his son would return to him. He had to.
Bruce couldn’t go back to sleep. His thoughts were full of dark curls and a mischievous smile. He heard a sweet laugh echoing through his room. It was haunting.
Jason made it back home an hour before having to wake up Danny. He stood at his son’s doorway, looking at his peaceful face.
How could he have been so stupid to jeopardize his son’s safety just because he was feeling down?
Jason held on to him for a few minutes when his son woke up.
“Is everything okay, dad?”
“Everything is fine, chum. Everything is perfect.”
In the middle of the Wisconsin wilderness, a burnt phone was left smoldering on the snowy ground.
@itsberrydreemurstuff @idontgetpaidenoughforthisshit @skulld3mort-1fan @theauthorandtheartist @emergentpanda-blog @jaggedheart11 @fisticuffsatapplebees @booberrylizard @fantasticbluebirdfan @thegatorsgooseoose @cyrwrites @kjoboo91 @crystallicedart @amaramizuki666 @spekulatiusmuffin @meira-3919 @kilasmess @bubblemixer @lexdamo @wonderland-daisy @mj-arts-n-stuff @amyheart19 @dolfay @the-church-grimm @undead-essence @aph-mable @lizisipancardo @purrloin77 @writer-extraodinaire @charlietheepic7 @sinfulloccultist @nootherusernameworked @coruscateselene @chaoticchange @itsberrydreemurstuff @gmkelz11 @feral-bunny31 @paroovian @thatonegaybitch68 @d4ydr34min9 @overtherose @fandomwandererer @vipower001 @thordottir45 @blackrabbitt3t @rosecinnamonbun @bianca-hooks123 @epilepticnerd @dat1angel @consouling @flamingenchiladadragon @all-mights-asscheeks @ender-reader @fuyu-bitch @ravenswife
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my available pieces list has been updated! and it includes prices, dimensions, etc
#pottery#ceramics#ceramic#ceramic art#sgraffito#carving#underglaze painting#little dudes#sculptural#clay guardian#guardian#trans art#queer art#nude art#artistic nude#possums#frogs#calvin and hobbes quote#mug#I signed out of tumblr and signed back in#seems to be working now#glazeware
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Got some excellent friends from @palaeoplushies (le website link)
Toddler stole the ichthyosaur straight out of the box and baby has decided the bristlenose is a superior teething toy
...Friends have been made and lost
[id: Photo of a stuffed ichthyosaur and bristlenose plecostomus along with pins of an ichthyosaur, pterodactyl, and archaeopteryx. End id.]
#if you've ever wanted handmade fishies or prehistoric plushies#boy have I got the Tumblr artist for you#also the fabric is so nice? I was not expecting it to be so velvety feeling#might need to go back for a few loaches#but then I will be on their website again and that is DANGEROUS#they came with cute little hand-signed tags but I forgot to put them in the picture#had to wait for toddler and baby to be distracted by reading time to even attempt this picture#this is the first time in 24 hours toddler has let the ichthyosaur out of his grasp#also#IMPORTANT NOTE#the ichthyosaur flies like a MISSILE it is so straight and fast and satisfying to hurl around#peak aerodynamics#the pleco... not so much#it's okay I still love you my ugly son
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just saw a post by goobiestar where tigerclaw has been put on babysitting duty and they doodled him surrounded by tiny babies thinking "i cant believe bluestar is making me babysit a bunch of drooling pathetic whiny pieces of--" and with bonefall tigerstar being a genuinely good dad (at least when his babies were tiny) i have this image in my head of firepaw imagining this is what's happening and then it cuts to tigerclaw calmly playing teeterstrike with the babies
I'm telling a super different story from the other guys in my orbit LMAO, I've noticed that also. A lot of my.... fellow satellites? Companion Comets. Peripheral Planets. Lean into the comedy angle of Tigerclaw being a nasty little boy
I especially love that one comic (I think it's Blimbo?) Where he sees his younger sibs and just starts kitty-smacking them like a real cat lmao. Top tier. If the punchline is "KITTY SMACK" you'll kill me every time.
But yah BB!Tigerclaw is really important to understand as like... a guy. Just a shitty guy, has some good things about him, but ultimately the darkness within him is run-of-the-mill. He isn't special. Firestar comes to understand that any one of the dozens of assholes in his life could have become Tigerstar-- and that's TERRIFYING.
Evil is mundane and common. Goodness is complicated and unique.
So your image is spot on lmao. Young Fireheart watching him from across camp like, "ill PROVE his evil to bluestar. Look at him now. What is he doing with swiftkit. Something horrible im sure. He probably hates kittens"
And Tigerclaw is pressing his mouth to Swiftkit's baby belly and going PTHHHBBBBB.
#Though I do think it's important that Firepaw respected Tiger at first#And it's an easily forgotten detail#But like... we should remember it more imo#Firepaw realized that Tigerclaw was evil not because of immediate suspicion#But because the respected and beloved senior warrior was a XENOPHOBE#Of COURSE Firepaw realized it before the other members of the clan#They were blind to it because the entire Clan is BIGOTED#They did not see the warning signs as important because his first open targets where the powerless#Gray and Raven and Fire#People you're allowed to bully and threaten.#But Firepaw. Who is NEW to the Clan. With a FRESH perspective. Can see it immediately that Ravenpaw is being abused#And that Tiger often uses his status to bully those below him including himself#RE: The thesis of BB!TPB being ultimately that SCOURGE IS RIGHT#And that the Clans need to change.#Bone babble#Also I only hesitate to call anyone mutuals because I actually follow veeerrrry few ppl on tumblr#I read tmblr like a newspaper. When I wanna see what some guy is up to I check their blog lmao#And read back. Then close it out#Heavy dashboard scary. Elder Bones needs quiet time#I read other blogs like newspaper
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A bunch of very clumzy doodles and Yavanna from Sansukh (oops, from the continuation of Sansukh).
#oh man I zoned out so terribly for the september#I hope I will be back to being more productive and finish commissions#I promised myself to not post wips anymore but I can not finish any#damn tumblr deleted photo post option so I've got confused and didn't know how to post wips#I guess it's a sign that I should post finished works only after all#yawanna is not a tree but rather a silhouette made of vines and branches#I hope the idea is clear#I am not enough skilled artist to do that#the hobbit#sansukh
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thinking so so hard about LaughingStock and how that'd go down. disastrously, probably
#and ill talk about it at Length in the tags until tumblr cuts me off like a rowdy drunk after last call#please keep in mind this is all in my Brain and relationship dynamics etc are all technically speculation. anyway#so while franklydear is your more classic 'oh no im in love with him! / aw shucks im in love with him<3'#laughingstock is 'feelings what feelings / oh shit oh fuck this is bad'#to Me.#in my mind howdy is completely oblivious to his emotions#he's out here like 'gotta get the store impressively neat & shiny for barnaby! and everyone else' without blinking an eye#he starts assembling barnaby and wally's dogs slower an slower so that barnaby has to hang around a smidge longer than usual#he's out here giggling at barnaby's jokes while sweeping Hours or Days after the joke was told like a lovesick idiot#all while being like Ah Yes Barnaby My Dear Friend. My Platonic Buddy Whose Jokes I Laugh At A Little Too Hard. Platonically.#meanwhile barnaby Realizes his own feels. has a minor crisis. goes through the 12 stages of grief and absolutely panics#he's like 'ok just gotta play it cool. normal. dont be weird. he'll fall for your natural charm in no time'#'ill hold all of my feelings right here until i die or howdy reciprocates. i just cant tell anyone about this.'#'....hey wally you can keep a secret right'#and rizzes it up yk. rolls a nat 20 on charisma every time without howdy even realizing it. ig barns rolled for stealth too#and from barnabys pov its going great!#howdy is flirting back! hes showing all the signs! when eddie views their interactions he comes to barnaby later and is like A+ gay as fuck#so barnaby is a soft pining mess and howdy is Absurdly Oblivious despite being a clever & observant guy#so im imagining (will freely admit that this Train of Thought is slightly inspired by the latest chapter of Stamps by Indigopoptart)#that eventually barnaby is Confident in their budding relationship ok. hes ready to ask howdy out.#everyone who Knows (wally & eddie) are like Go For It He Clearly Loves You#and when barnaby tells howdy. howdys like 'ohhhh geez um im really flattered 🥺 but i dont feel the same 😔😭'#cue barnaby turning into the 'never again' meme while trying to laugh it off and pretend like he didnt just have his heart mr starked#so he goes home to smoke his pipe and cry and howdy goes about his day feeling Strange#why cant he stop thinking about that confession. what are these emotions. i mean its not as if hes in love with Ohhhhhh No. Oh No.#so howdy has his 'holy shit! im in love with barnaby! (lovestruck. swooning) ....Holy Shit I Rejected Barnaby (horrified. nauseous)' moment#cue howdy expecting barnaby to come by in the morning as per Routine so they can talk. he Doesnt. cue howdy stressing the fuck out over it#meanwhile wally sally (eddie sent her in his place. hes too busy) and barnaby are having a girls day (eating ice cream and watchin romcoms)#eventually barnaby hears that howdy has been Dropping The Ball and cant not check on him. cue emotional heart-2-heart outside the bodega#this is all very specific but its in my brain. these scenarious lull me to sleep every night lately
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virgo, august 23 - september 22
#virgo#star sign#illustration#zodiac#harvest mouse#illustrators on tumblr#yes an extremely out of season virgo haha#anyway i will be back continuing this series at the end of september with libra#artists on tumblr
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doctober day 10: nuclear
for all the 40s doc enjoyers ;]
#back to the future#bttf#doc brown#emmett brown#christopher lloyd#doctober#doctober 2023#(mfw i realize signing on to this project [nuclear warfare] was a really bad idea O_O;)#my arts#no one: ... docs hair: 🍄#<that was stupid LMBO SORRY#i was struggling w the coloring on this one for a WHILEEE but like it truly needed it. without it this piece is so bleh >_>#also i was trying SO HARD to like. make this actually look like christopher lloyd but also in my style#i did a face study separately (not stylized) and i actually loved how it turned out !!! but i was like 'this isnt giving ME tho...'#so i redid it and here we are :P i think it still looks okay so. slay#tomorrows prompt will be a little more cheerful hopefully :)#dw king! next time u handle this kinda stuff youll be achieving ur dreams uwu (tho also youll get shot. u win some u lose some)#(side note why did tumblr make the colors/quality way lamer 😒 whatever ig 🙄)
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Great to see you again NWB!!!!
Here's a doodle I made as a welcome back present!!!
A welcome back present, that’s so nice! Thank you lots!!!
#i’ve been so normal about this image ever since you sent it to me. I lied i kept just staring at it#UWAUGHHHH HUWAHHHHHH BURSTS INTO TEARS ON THE SPOT UWAAAEEUUEEEUE UEUEE#FAUX ART???? tumblr user fauxbia art? from tumblr? The Fauxbia!!? for me ?!?!?!?? my little guy??#FOR ME????? !??!?!?!?!?!?! UEUEEEE UEEUE#my day was already good but this just made it ten billion times better oh my god#i literally love this so much it’s so fucking amazing (through tears) I LOVE YOUR ART SO MUCH UEEE UEUEEHGG#i fucking love the pose i love that he’s doing his signature peace sign i love how you drew the cloth folds i love all the little details#i’m obsessed with the glow and the lighting you have such a pretty style of shading Im Literally Exploding#me?? for me??? this? for me this are you sure? for me#flops on the ground pathetically like a fish out of land#nobody look at me i need to go stare at this some more#is for me tag#no way back is here
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hey why can't i switch back to the version of the app i'd been using before today
#rosie babbles#the tumblr experience#i would like to go back to the UI i'm used to and the ability to OPEN LINKS IN TUMBLR WITHOUT CHROME TRYING TO INSTALL ITSELF plz&ty#i can't directly install the old apk bc it's apparently 'invalid' while i have the newest version here#but if i uninstall the new version and then install the old version i can't log in??? i tap 'sign in w/ email' and it just closes out???#I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING USE CHROME FOR LINKS LET ME GO BACK RRARARARRRARRGH
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My DnD group's DM is collaborating with the players on worldbuilding and I'm the only one playing a gnome so she gave me the go-ahead to make up whatever the hell I want as long as it doesn't affect gameplay too much. MY CITY NOW
#i decided all gnomes have tails and long sideburns (but not beards)#my character Meena shaves hers bc she's essentially nouveau riche and growing them out is considered old fashioned and provincial#and now i'm writing an essay about the cultural importance of sideburn styles in gnome communities#they start growing during puberty and having full sideburns is considered a sign of adulthood/maturity#nonbinary people traditionally had particular cultural niches and would style their facial hair according to their job/gender#but traditionally girls in her home region would wear them long and tied or braided in front#and when they got engaged they'd wear them pulled back with either end of a ribbon tied to each 'tail'#married gnome women have special jewelry for the same purpose but older women usually just tie theirs back like a ponytail#and the jewelry is just for show#men usually keep theirs fairly short#the tail thing is less interesting i just wanted Meena to have one bc i think it looks cool#i tried rearranging some of the tags to make it easier to read but they got scrambled even worse 😭#tumblr mobile i hate you. one thousand laser sword attack
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