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my-blog2424 · 7 months ago
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(This is my new location, by the way. Not like any of you are curious anyway.)
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asterhmm · 7 months ago
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*talking into the void* hi guys i don't know how the fuck to work a tumblr acc or whatever uhmm... i was always a lurker but I legit didn't even make an account until recently and I only did it to look at art and shit
but I guess I can do something with this I'll think of it
until then I'm just an ominous mysterious entity who's goals and motivations are unknown💜
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doydoune · 9 months ago
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i hate them so much why are they like this
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crowshaped · 4 months ago
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baby blue
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vor-mur · 11 months ago
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hide and seek
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 7 months ago
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Out of sight, out of - wait.
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#granny wen#a-yuan#It's always fascinating how colours translate from the page to the screen.#It would probably surprise a lot of people to see what some of these comics actually look like in physical form.#My lighter colours takes about 3-4 washes before it shows up on scan which means it tends to ripple the page.#And my yellows and oranges are drastically different colours when scanned compared to the ink colour.#There's about 20 or so comics where everyone's hair is purple - because it scanned in the exact same colour as my light grey.#Wait my book is right here in front of me so I can...yeah...Comics 57-77 were indeed purple.#This is all to say - is it not fascinating how what we see is often not the full truth of what the subject truly is?#Is it not fascinating to open another episode that reminds us that despite everyone's claims they could totally spot the evil YLLZ-#-The man walks around among them for months as no more than a man haggling for deals like the rest.#It's almost as if he's just a person. It's almost as if none of us - no matter what we do are really anything more than just a person.#Your good acts will be overtaken by how other's interpret you in negative light.#Just as easily are people willing to forgive crueler actions if they hold you in high esteem.#But what's real? Is the page I hold the real version of this comic? Is it the one you look at?#Is the man known as Wuxian the most himself when he is alone or on the battlefield?#Perhaps he is and has always been a scared orphan boy lost in the market.#I think there is no good answer to any of these questions.#But I do know that panic rising in WWX as he frantically looks for A-yuan was for more than one boy.#To be human is to have layers around a delicate center. We only really grow around our wounds from childhood.#In other words; Donkey from Shrek would also probably call Wei Wuxian an onion. I'll see myself out now.
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technically-human · 2 months ago
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Agent Stone isn't acting like himself!
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aslyran · 1 year ago
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Visions
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orionshounds · 9 months ago
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he cares so much about them, but he has never known how to show it
and now, it’s too late.
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ghosted-jazz · 5 months ago
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Just saw your comic and it was funny AF! What MCR song would be their favourite?
(also, don't mind voice dubs of your art?)
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They would LOVEEE 'Teenagers' but I think 'Sleep' fits Doey too well to not at least mention.
(also YES!! ANY DUBS OF MY ART IS VERY VERY WELCOMED! PLEASE TAG ME IF YOU DO!)
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ducktracy · 6 months ago
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hey all, linked in this article are a bunch of GoFundMe fundraisers for animation workers who have been displaced by the LA fires--if you have the capacity to donate that would be really wonderful!
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nerianasims · 4 months ago
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Pushing despair, and lying in order to increase despair, is a very old Russian propaganda tactic. I'm not having it. And I'm very suspicious of certain "as an American"s who spread it.
We survived a whole-ass Civil War. We're going to survive this, and I fully believe we're going to come out the other side better and stronger. It is going to hurt, badly, and I have no idea how we're gonna make it to the other side right now. But I know that we will.
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joltrify · 5 months ago
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8th year of Heatblast!!!!!!!! //
This year's came out alright! I hope to push the perspective and posing for next year :]
These are starting to get a little long to compile in one post, so you can check out last year's rendition here, lol.
some pre-redraw pyronite scribbles (eyestrain warning for the last one):
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zweig-eater · 1 year ago
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art turning his brain off every time you guys are together…
something about you, everything about you.. he feels safe, cared for, wanted, needed even. it all just makes his head dizzy and clouded with nothing but his love for you.
you noticed it gradually as he became more and more relaxed with you. it started simple, he would let you order his food for him, and pull him wherever you wanted during dates. he was your puppy, just happy to be there and tingling in your presence.
the longer you were together, the more time you spent together, he leaned further and further into you. as soon as he walked into your dorm room, his head fell and his shoulders relaxed as he dropped his bag to the floor, racket clanking as it landed, and padded over to you. every millisecond spent without your skin connected felt like a millennia for art. your room smelled of coconut and vanilla, your perfume, making his brain start to melt already.
you laid on your bed, sat up with your back against the head board. as soon as he stepped in, you closed your laptop and gave him your full attention. something he always noticed. at the beginning, this undivided attention was enough to well tears in his eyes as he realized he might have finally found a home as warm as he’d always longed for. as his eyes met yours and he was in arms length, you reached out, and just that was enough for him to give in and collapse into you.
laying directly between your legs, he rested his head against your chest, arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer to him. your hands found his hair and lower back and instinctively started scratching and tracing heart shapes into him. your legs tangled naturally and you gave art a few moments of this bliss. both of your breathing matched paces, your heart beat thumped in his ear and he swore he could feel it through his whole body. as if your heart was beating for the both of you. he breathed in your skin, your scent, every inch of you lulled him into a state of tranquility.
he could feel himself slipping. not into sleep, no, he was wide awake. slipping into some other state. his head spun, brain melting to mush, all his worries, stress and the never ending expectations piled onto him disappeared into thin air. he couldn’t even remember how he got to your dorm, god, he was forgetting his own name. everything he knew was just out of grasp, leaving only you. he felt hypnotized. tranced into this state of consciousness that was just past the brink of reality, but close enough that he knew you were real. you both were. and he was yours. entirely. you owned him. he craved it, you. he wanted to be nothing but an extension of you.
“hi puppy”, you whispered gently into his ear. the nickname sending him over the edge as everything inside of him unravelled. his tight wound strings, gently lacing and connecting with yours.
“nng i love you” he whined, it sounded pitiful, and he didnt care for a second. it was all he had the mental capacity to utter, he was drowning in his love for you, and it practically spilled out of his lips, as his hands pawed and gripped you even harder.
“i love you baby, endlessly” you told him. as you gently tugged his hair and left a kiss on his forehead.
and he believed you. you loved him. him. not art donaldson the tennis player. not the versions of him everyone else seemed to create. not the version of him he felt like he had to be. not the versions of him he couldn’t even recognize in the mirror anymore, but everyone else claimed to know so well. just him, and all of him, with no caveats or expectations. he didnt have to fight, or play, every single day for your love, for your praise. he was just him, and you loved him. and he was devoted to you.
the hearts you continued to trace on his lower back, a constant reminder, he was yours, entirely, your lap dog, and he fucking loved it.
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lemonadeslice · 1 year ago
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siblings in horror: ride-or-die edition
the strangers: prey at night | nope | house of wax | the lost boys
codependent | blood-soaked | haunted | damned | dumb-ass
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kiwi-endure · 2 months ago
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Partners in Time - Resolved Autumn's break down 🌱 Lost Records: Bloom & Rage Tape 2 Rage Don't Nod Entertainment
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