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HAPPPPYYY BDAY KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my first piece for @voicesfortheblade !!! theres another one ill post when i wake up (<its four am... ) click readmpre to see me go wuahowjwp ab my design choices

he haas purple and red hair thingies bcs purple=mymza and red=techno and tommy

lavender ribbon!!!!

friendhsip emeralds..

i made technos cape cover over thm all like a biiig protwctive blanket (<didbthe same for philzas wing too!!!! look he is looking iver his kids)

tubbo compass ranboo flowers the Flag and and Friend scarf!!!!! he has fingerless gloves bcs i wanted him to be Swag

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RATTLE!!!!

IVE BEEN WORKING ON THIS FOR WHAT FEELS LIKE FOREVER!! the link is in the replies so tumblr doesn't think this post is spam. good morning cromaka nation

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I haven't posted my art in a month because I've been unhappy with it, but I guess I could start posting again.

Have some quick ctommy doodles combining him with my favorite song ... glow in the dark scars from the time he got hit by lightning

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Come home, called the sun

Come home before you forget how to

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Falin, Oil on paper and digital

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i am simply a creature of habit

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(Quick eyestrain warning, in text this time)

(for the love of god reblog and don’t just like. thank you.)

‘the personification of the house’, inspired by @pogbur and using orpheuslament’s original post here on tumblr.

I realized a lot of really fucked up things about Pogtopia the more I drew this. I watched a lot of streams, caught up on some details I didn’t previously know everything about, and that pit… the pit gives me shivers.

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Phil's lore is killing me. His mind being messed with and not knowing what's real or not because of the federation... or his own emotional distress (it's totally the federation but let me have that what if lol). It's wonderfully tragic either way. Because to me hc!/c!/q!Phil are the same person. It's all just him to me. And it makes it so interesting to sit and look at this with that lens.

Because Phil is a man with a failing memory and has been for a long time. He's functionally immortal, but his body wasn't meant to be.

self indulgent character writing below the cut

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Phil's been around for a long time. No one's really sure, not even him anymore, just how long, but it has been long enough. And what's happened is he's gained stories and legends and misleading titles and nick names over those years. He denies it. He doesn't claim to be what he's not. He's just some guy he says. He says it constantly even as people still proclaim him otherwise.

He's just a man playing a game. (The universe said you have played the game well.) He has a few tricks, he knows a thing or two, he has made powerful friends. He supports his friends both on and off the battle field. He is called the Angel of Death. His long life is openly joked about amongst friends and made legendary by those outside his circle.

He's a man who's been around for a long time. He's a man who loves endings because they make the ephemeral present matter. He loves death because it makes meaning for life. He does not die, not really. He has married a Goddess of Death and she is the love of his life. Phil is just a man that's been around for a long time. He doesn't know how all these new technologies work, he knows his mind can't think on that level. He knows he gets distracted so easily. He knows he loses track of time.

His friends know this about him too. It's not secret. It's not often that it matters, it's just Phil.

It's fishing for a full day instead of an hour.

It's not realizing what he was telling the crows as he talks, forgetting how they even got to the topic at hand as he places blocks and shapes the land.

It's spending months and years on one project because he's not counting the days. Not really.

It's brute forcing his way through that same project with hard work instead of red stone because he can't think in circuits.

It's the fond smile as he nods along to his friends explaining their plans and farms as he can only express encouragement and how impressed he is with them. Smiling to see them smile and be so excited and alive.

It's realizing his crows have aged as they celebrate a milestone to remind him.

It's taking photos constantly to remember the moments as they pass.

It's losing items in chests even as he stares at them.

It's having too many shears.

It's three months instead of three days.

It's standing in a forest, the hum of warpstone magic chilling as Phil lingers a few seconds more and looks at cut trees. Sees birds that don't belong here.

It's questioning if it's a dream. It's holding items in his hands and questioning if they're real even as he grips them tighter.

It's wondering if he had them all along or not even as he believes he did not. It's believing it and still asking himself if they're real.

It's telling everyone he's fine and moving forwards anyways. The man in love with death. The man who loves endings. The man walking beside immortals; just a man who was not meant to live this long and has because he's not tired of life yet. Because life will end and he loves every precious moment of it for that very reason.

(And the universe said I love you because you are love.

And the game was over and the player woke up from the dream. And the player began a new dream. And the player dreamed again, dreamed better. And the player was the universe. And the player was love.

You are the player.

Wake up.)

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he’s so girldad

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RECKS ETHO IS HERE WOOOO !!!!!!!!!!!!!

( etho's design changed slightly over time, but this is the current version. just a heads up because i will eventually post older drawings where he looks a bit different )

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except you, you can stay. 

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Andrew Wyeth (American 1917–2009), Summer Day, 1957, Watercolor, gouache, and graphite on paper

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Charlie Meckel, The Light Pours Through, Oil on linen

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picklock

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i think that a lot of the overworld is simply gone in the aftermath. miles and miles of bedrock, exposed lava veins, hundreds of unprocessed chunks that leave veins of ore hanging unmoving in the sky

but not everything. kristin was quite clearly very familiar with the parts of c!phil's life that were the most important to him, even if her knowledge abt the server as a whole was limited ('niki! im a big fan!' vs 'is the portal near here?') - knew to guide phil's friends + family to safety before c!phil even had a moment to ask.

and phil promised he'd take care of the wolves. the wolves, the polar bears, the foxes, the cows...

so i don't think all of the overworld gets wiped away in the calamity. she's been growing her forest around phil's home for over a year, letting her magic steep in its soil. so it doesn't take much to let the foliage grow up and across, joining hands with itself and covering the arctic sky in a goddesses' silent, loving embrace.

the fungi spore and the flowers bloom - the wolves pile into their shelter together, steve curls up by the fire, the foxes lie down on phil's bed. their heart rates slow, and the noise from the outside world fades as through a dream. the arctic sleeps, and it survives.

niki's city is trickier - kristin had never wanted to impose on what was clearly a such a personal shrine to life, and all of one woman's reasons to keep living. but just like phil's presence is felt there in every block he lent, every enchantment he helped inscribe, every recipe he passed on, so too is kristin's magic felt through phil. it is not the perfect coverage of the arctic, but its something. the city will change, but it will survive.

after all, its not like nothing's happened. the fallout from the nuke will leave scars on the earth for a long, long time, and it will be longer still before the life that used to thrive on its surface will be able to breath its air once more without consequence. the arctic and the city and all of their stories will have to hibernate for a long, long time.

but one day, it will be safe to return. it's not goodbye. it's 'till we meet again.'

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IT’S DONE!! 6 months, 20,000 stitches, and ~240 hours of work later and the syndicate cross stitch based on @valeriapryanikova pixel art piece (original can be found here) is finally complete!! You may have seen WIPs of this floating around but the whole thing is finally complete!!! I’m so happy with how it turned out. The colors presented a unique challenge and i had to invent most of them by blending threads. But I had a whole lot of fun stitching this :D

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Unos diseños nuevos

Some new designs