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riconsty · 8 months
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Love & Basketball (Dir. Gina Prince-Bythewood)
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bowelfly · 10 months
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COMING THIS SUMMER:
7 MONTHS 36 ARTISTS 1 REALLY PERSISTENT SKELETON
IT'S THE 2023 TRUNGOTHON MEGA ART TELEPHONE GAME
[RATED R]
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RIDICULOUS. this was so big that even with tumblr's recently expanded image limit i still had to weld every other image together to fit it into one post, but if you want to see every image in its full glory, i made a page for it on my website (jankily hand-coded and probably not very mobile friendly).
it was so fun to see which elements stuck around and for how long. i still can't believe the skeleton got banished and then resurrected 15 iterations later!
huge thanks to everyone who participated. in order:
@mobileleprechaun, ink drinker, @dimetrodrawn, @escherbug, @gachimushi, @ikrutt, @dunwichdrawsstuff, @mathpope, @bedupolker, @solidagold, @a-beepbop, thenauticalwarlock, @ohpsshaw, @eisly, @juenavei, me, @librivore42, @greedol, @mechabutchzilla, @phanta-friends, @tickfleato, @skelizard, elixer, @espimyte, @noctomnis-art, @bluedotjpeg, @fetus-cakes, @iguanodont, @flame-shadow, @kombuchaclock, @slimekingmike, @crtastrophe, @leona-florianova, @skelebee, @nutspider, @palossssssand, and gachimushi again for the header image to this post
whew! now time to seriously consider a yearlong 72-artist game...
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pencilhattopy · 9 months
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dont worry guys! sasuke said /j afterwards!^^
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valkubusqueen · 1 year
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Avatrice + being cute in season 1 & 2 (part 1)
requested by @warrionnunaddict 
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tblsomedoodles · 7 months
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Help! I turned 03 Donny into a YA fantasy novel protagonist! lol : )
so yeah, An 03 separated au anyone?
look i tried to wait until friday to post this, but i've been vibing with this idea for almost a week now and after finally getting to design what they'd look like, i just can't wait!
I posted briefly about it over HERE but i'll
The boys got separated at about age 2-3. (something happened while splinter was out. idk what yet. just hear me out.) they each ended up getting raised in different places/by different people.
Leo got raised by the Daimyo. Mikey ended up with the Shredder (Karai kept him out of trouble a lot.) Raph originally got found by the Utroms and was with them for about a year before he accidentally messed with an experimental teleporter and ended up with the Triceritons. And Donny? He got raised by the Jones family as Casey's little brother.
It sounds pretty cool, but it's really just so stupid. B/c Leo, Raph, and Mikey are all these really awesome fighters by the time they meet, but Donny's just some dude that goes to high school and his entire combat experience can be sumed up with one self defense course he took at age 10 and playing hockey sometimes with his brother.
It's so damn stupid. I love it. i'll probably post more about it later (maybe an actual friday update) but for now. Enjoy my stupid boys : )
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peonydraws · 3 months
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I HAVE SUCCESSFULLY DRAGGED ANOTHER ONE TO LMK
And now he made a bingo card since we both finished all the seasons together >:] I present to you all: My friends' season 5 predictions!
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lost-tardis-room · 3 months
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thinking about that post where it was pointed out how all the other regenerations always make fun of ten more. twelve is just so over him within like two seconds he's just like ew you're cringe and dumb and you're like an 'excited puppy'. poor guy.
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prismit · 4 months
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THE BEHEADED VRCHAT AVATAR IS NOW COMPLETE AND AVAILABLE ON ALL PLATFORMS!
now features a friend! :)
link is in the replies!
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itty-bitty-sunshine · 9 months
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Did a quick doodle to cope with the fact that my cousin's cat screwed up a hand-made gift I was almost done with, so have some hurt comfort with sun and yn ig
I might take a time to make a proper yn design later
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foreseeobstacles · 10 months
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1989, but it's midnights instead (+a variant cover my friends liked)
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itz-autumn · 8 months
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Source: Pinterest
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turbidapoplexy · 6 months
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i despise ibispaint but i cant pull my art tablet out rn
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scarapanna · 2 months
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Y'ALL I DISTINCTLY REMEMBER THIS WEIRD DETAIL FROM A DREAM I HAD TWO DAYS AGO AND NEED TO DOCUMENT IT/silly
So uh tldr, I dreamt that the golden triangles in Pure Vanilla's tapestry simbolized something important, specifically what the tip was pointing at and/or circling
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For example, if it would point outside of the circle it meant the most important thing was the people, while in another tapestry I dreamt about (Not being made in the vanilla kingdom, or with PV's feedback ig) the triangles circled and pointed at PV himself, meaning he was the object of most importance or knew something important that others didn't know.
From my understanding (and what I remember), the golden ring circled what had knowledge or some form of importance, and pointed at what had the bigger priority in the piece:
If it was something outside of the ring, it meant that that importance/knowledge/etc.. (Depending on the context) was shared from the source to the elements being pointed at
If it was the element circled it meant that that knowledge/importance/etc.. was being hidden from the outside and needed to come out
There were like, multiple tapesties with these as well from what I remember ig???
Anyway it's an hc now/silly
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wundrousarts · 7 months
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Morrigan <3
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summertimemusician · 7 months
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Linktober Day 9
Deity
*sneezes after downing coffee* Well irl stuff got in the way so I'm way behind my original schedule for these and for Linktober but here we go with another arguably short one, fuelled purely by self indulgence, headcanons, spite against my linguist essays that kept me from keeping to schedule, severe sleep deprivation, a shout out to the Ender Lilies soundtrack and Majora's Mask soundtrack, and Nintendo for not clarifying anything about the lore so I'm snatching what I can and making it my own lol. Look, when you fíxate so much on details the Zelda team doesn't elaborate on you have to fill in the gaps with what you can.
As always can be read as romantic or platonic, technically in a LU context but not explicitly in it by itself.
The Lord of the Mountain liked hearing people sing.
In a way, it wasn’t a surprise, Hylia and the Golden Three each had their ballads and symphonies and minuets, each splendid and with cuts of their divinity in it, Farore was fond of lightning and forest alive minuets, and you could swear Farosh sparked just a bit brighter when one would him the beginnings of the Minuet of the Forest near their spring, Din was fond of boleros, fiery and alive and howling with the echo of flame touching earth that made a shine run through Dinraal’s scales, Nayru, in contrast, was much fonder of blizzard and river quiet serenades, the songs of contemplation at first snow ringing clear when Naydra curled around it’s spring, content to be free of Malice.
And of course Hylia had her ballads and lullabies, perfectly fitting to her display of divinity, of honey days and vast bird like wings, of ambered summers to come and to pass and dazzling solar storms of starlight and sunlight sparking through the human form of her descendants and heroes. So in a way, you weren’t surprised at all that the Lord of the Mountain – Satori, with a familiar touch of londsleite divinity, the hunt of the woodland beasts and diamondscar adoration for the Hero of the Wilds, similar in glory to the Light Spirits petrichor and vermeil fondness for the Hero of the Twilight – liked to listen to people sing. What you were surprised was how it attempted to follow along, it’s head across your lap the second you sat down in the clearing, a gentle hum on back of it’s throat, an owl’s cry and a cicada’s humming and faintly, chirring purring as presses it’s faces into your hands, a gentle request for petting.
It was adorable, even with the faint notes of the chill of clear spring water on winter and the livewire feeling of magic, like holding your hand too close to a flame but not quite touching it.
A low chuckle brushes against the back of your mind, a feeling like biting on ice, the prowl of a wild beast and the build up of lightning and light used to create his blade, the amused affection of a warrior reconvening with their brother in arms, you think you see the bone ivory of the Deity’s hair on the side of your vision, though you know he’s not physically there, ‘He likes you.’
You hum, gently patting behind it’s ears, pushing through the chill, gracefully not mentioning the burning with a smile at the mythic being’s faint chirring, birdsong and the wind through cherry blossoms that sparkle like rose quartz, “Well I quite like him too, I can see where it’s gentleness comes from.”
The ghost of a touch over your hair, the caress of lightning striking over your skin and the hair on the back of your neck pricking up and the crisp cold of winter, the chill of the ending and the flame of a new dawn, of new days, the phantom of magnolias and spring water on your tongue. The fragrance of pine, daffodils and blood soaked lilies on ashen fields on your senses, gentle and careful, marking but not claiming, ‘Only because it’s you, beloved. It’s not something easily given.’
You sigh, shakily composing yourself, you let yourself relax into the phantom sensation. Of hopes and dreams and healed suffering, of the divinity of hunt turned into protection and lightning given form, of tangled timelines and crystalized memories, “I know. It does not change my opinion, either way.”
To be the subject of a god’s care and regard was dangerous, after all. For the human and the deity in question, you know the stories from your world well, of the effects of Hylia on First and Sky, of Twilight and the personification of the Twilight Realm and the spirits of his land, of Wild and clawing from death’s embrace into that of the wilderness.
Knew how the fact the Fierce Deity’s mere proximity causing pain on those who changed him into hunting for hunt’s sake into protection for the sake of someone else cut deeper than even the ever encroaching entropy all beings must one day face. It was no wonder the Song of Healing was his creation, to want to ease the burden.
You gladly grant him some peace, in turn, even if it wasn’t much. It’s the least you can do, for always having his ways of watching over your heroes.
“Join me? We can make a duet.”
You feel more than see him shift, ephemeral, fleeting, gentle against the edges of your existence, as foreign to Hyrule as your own, sparking over your spine as you feel ozone and rust on your teeth. Satori is humming again to match the rumble of thunder in the man’s voice, the heralding of songs of war and elegies for the dead, ‘Of course, though I’m afraid I do not know many songs, besides…’
“It’s alright,”, you smile faintly, there’s a white ocarina in his hands, as he leans, a spectre against your side, “I’ll teach you some of my own, though you’ll have to forgive me if I don’t remember all the lyrics.”
‘It would be my honor to learn.’
You think he smiles, from the fluttering of something ancient and long forgotten against your side.
You sing to Satori and the Chain, a small respite of familiar and forgotten tunes, the Lord of the Mountain hums along. The Fierce Deity’s song cutting through any nightmares that may ail your heroes for another night.
When the dawn of a new day comes, the feeling of divinity against your skin feels just a bit more obvious, sinking into every crack of your being like a shroud, falling over your boys like a veil, reflecting the breath of eternity over Hyrule.
(First gives you a look that’s half exasperation, half understanding. Sky pointedly sticks to your side as Time looks you over, markings deep with vibrant color. You shrug with a helpless smile as you feel the lightest brushes of Hylia’s fond days of gold and starlit summers days against the Lord of the Mountains warm, luminous affection and the Fierce Deity’s smug, but content lonsdaleite smile.)
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tinyratdeer · 1 year
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This was a long project of mine, to design a dress for every Entity within TMA. With my limited knowledge of the series it turned out really fucking cool. Close ups of each one will be under the cut Outfit base was made by scarlett-knight on deviantart
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