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Can you draw some pics of Princess Bubblegum and Marceline dressed up in some cute and funny animal costumes as different animals with a nose mask with each of their animal costumes?

hi!! if you’d like me to do this please commission me!! u can dm me for more info if you’d like

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✨🍓matching strawberry dress bubbline🍓✨

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ozai’s angels—azula, mai and ty lee from avatar the last airbender,,i’m so fuckin proud of this because the deTAILS!! (process thingy in my insta highlights)(also go follow @/thechaicult on insta, we’re doing witchy chai tingz)

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HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!!!! heres a bisexual brown woman I drew!

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been rewatching atla with a friend who's never watched it before and gOd I forgot how much i loved suki

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energies

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this was a commission but she really vibes i love it

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ya pls do

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pansexual flag vibes

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happy june!!

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The Circus

The big, bright, red and yellow striped tent could be seen from miles and miles away on the dark and dreary  hill outside of town. Decorated with twinkling bright lights that illuminated the outside, attracting all sorts of beings. Inside was a bombardment of colorful fabrics embellishing the tent; magenta, royal blue, crimson red and emerald green.

There was fire. Fire lit torches at every corner, burning bright and powerful. Carnival music poured out of the tent tantalizingly tempting any and all listeners. The circus smelt like a lot of things but they never mixed in together. One could always distinguish each and every scent that filled the air. It smelt like popcorn and candy floss. It smelt like corndogs and hotdogs. It smelt like cigarettes. The floor of the tent was covered in hay and the floor of the bleachers was covered in cigarette butts and peanut shells discarded by the visitors. 

Bleachers set up at the circumference of the tent glued down the visitors as they fell into a trance watching the captivating performances put on by the gifted entertainers, their rehearsed movements looked effortless as they caused the brightly lit fire torches to reflect light off their sparkly sequined costumes in the most magical of ways; they were dazzling. Their faces were decorated with elaborate yet bizarre makeup. 

They were right in the middle of the audience putting on an intricate and bewildering show for all to watch. And they did. They all watched and gaped, their eyes glued to the performers as each one of them, one by one performed their pieces flawlessly. The acrobats, the clowns, the jugglers, the cyr wheelers, the rope walkers; some leaping and flying through the air. And some bending fire to their own will. Some even performing with gorgeous trained circus animals like elephants and lions, executing their acts with fire and magic.

Truly, the place seemed consumed with mystical secrets of the unknown. The children in the audience saw things they never thought possible, the adults saw the otherworldly wonder that came with the magical place that was the Circus of Dire Dawa. They cheered and clapped loudly every time they were enthralled and mesmerized by their tricks.

That night was an experience they would always remember and carry with them even after leaving this place behind.

And this was what the performers lived for. The feeling of excitement that came with them entering on stage with the spotlight shining brightly on them. The feeling of being loved that came with seeing the bright smiles decorating the faces of the visitors. The feeling that came with the act they put up of being otherworldly for the sake of entertainment and the happy screams of excitement.

- Oreo

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The Moonlight

The moon reigned proud in the evening sky. A hazy ring of mellow white forms around the crescent satellite, radiating celestial light and power. Her silvery glow is soft as she shines on the earth and its inhabitants. She is patient and nurturing, lighting up the streets of the village below.

The sky, in contrast to the nurturing moon is brooding and dark, not a single star to be seen. The dark blue might as well be pitch black. Swirls of navy blues mixing in with darker blues, monotonous and seemingly endless, like a pit with no conceivable bottom in sight. The clouds are quite shy this particular evening, the moon shines on their greying wisps as they travel across the vast skies.

Nearby the river, slowed to a glorified stream by the change in seasons, reflects the moon’s glorious profile, through admittedly, its perception distorted. On the broken surface of the water, float beads of liquid light. Sequins formed of moonlight that had fallen to the earth, that held their place as the waters underfoot continued their perilous journey around jaggy stones, to sea.

Night crawlers betray the sun as bewitched acolytes; they come out now, to bathe in the light of the moon, to drink at the stream. Soft clicks are heard periodically throughout the night as bats fly amok in the skies. Every now and again, an owl will make its presence known, it hoots ominous and accompanied by those of its brothers in the nearby shadows. Scurrying rodents, ruffle through the rubbish around the village in search of food, under the watchful eye of the moon.

As the night ventures on, the tranquil succumbs to atrophy. The zephyr is replaced as the gusty winds come out to play, rustling the leaves of cedar trees that densely populate the surrounding area. They howl against the windows of homes, eliciting frightened barks from stray dogs in response. The winds, ever powerful, coax the clouds into joining their assault on the children of Gaea.

Of course, that is accompanied by the odd din that comes from the homes of the villagers. Down the street from the square, the inn emits the noise of slurred chatter. Late travellers, guided to a safe place to sleep for the night by the lunar goddess, perhaps. Their drunken babble blends in with the crackle of the hearth inside. The brewing storm shan’t hurt them in there. Up the pebbled road perfectly perpendicular to the inn, the merchant’s modest home, nicknamed “bedlam” by his neighbours, is still alive. Listening in closely, one may here the explosive domestic rows his wife and children endure. They do not have much regard for the late hour, their caterwaul would put terrified felines to shame. Their windows are no less malevolent, crashing against the walls, the crashes wake the baby in the house nearby.

As the chaos continues to grow, the cacophony of violent winds, thickening clouds and booming thunder prepares to storm. The moon struggles to protect her children, constantly eclipsed by the clouds she once saw as an ally. The river can no longer be seen, only heard as the rapid waters only pick up their pace and crash against the river shores.

Animals blindly scurry for shelter in the cedar trees as their boughs bend in surrender to the unrelenting anger of the winds. The moon momentarily makes her appearance, desperate to help but she is quickly silenced and engulfed by the duplicitous clouds. The thick, viscous darkness spreads much like ink would on wet paper, tendrils rendering the moon a mere memory.

~ghoul

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more adventure time pixel art!! also!! i’m doing charity commissions w sm other folk pls head on over to @/charity_commissions or @sunburntbagels on instagram for more details 😔❤️

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pixel art adventure time babies i’m so addicted also!! i’m doing charity commissions w sm other folk pls head on over to @/charity_commissions or @sunburntbagels on instagram for more details 😔❤️

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I don't miss the old format because the pjolives rp used to turn into abstract line paintings around 10pm

lmao that is v valid and the new format is hella sexier but also my primary cringe fandom years were spent on the old tumblr format so i feel attached mayhaps??

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thought i’d hop on the bandwagon and do the sailor moon redraw challenge

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(does one thing) hm i think i deserve a little reward :) (walks around in circles listening to music for three hours)