#this took me way too long to answer!

[whyeverr]

Hi, i love your bacc gameplay and i'm super interested in what mods you use :o) Like, how do you keep port promise so industrial (mine keeps turning green..) ?? Are there any mods you think are pretty integral to how you're playing out the challenge? Thanks so much for sharing your sims with us! Xx

hiiii thank you so much! 💗

I use Basemental’s Eco Hacks mod to keep Evergreen Harbor industrial. it’s great!

Nothing else is really integral, I’d say. I use MCCC for custom lifespans and to infect occasional townie passers-by, and use random small mods to build out the off-grid lifestyle: more woodworks, coolers are cooling, no texting and walking, that sort of thing 🙂

[craykaycee]

Sun in dress when bestie 😔

Sun dress here, jestie :]

[a2zillustration]

Gale and I had the exact same reaction when we opened that door.

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[fever-project]

For the doodle requests… Linked Universe Legend giving Wild a hug? Or the other way around? Whichever. 😁

Hugs are hard to draw lol. First Legend giving Wild a bit of a side hug while Wild goes head first into a big ol hug.

[luck-of-the-drawings]

OH ARTHUR BENNETT.. such a gorgeous and intriguing character. terribly burdened by a GRUESOME set of crimes, his light suffocated by a HEAVY century of GUILT. so tragic, so dark and broody, and yet PAINFULLY awkward in any social setting ever

[braisedhoney]

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holy shit animating is hard. here’s my first attempt at animating a character in my normal style ;; a little messy but shhh.

audio from this post by @/stanleyparableaudio

[novelcain]

*Wukong is looking at a baby boy that the reader gave birth to, and sees that he has more of a human appearance and looks exactly like the reader*

Wukong: You guys think this one is mine?

Tripitaka: What?

Wukong: I mean...he doesn't look like me.

Wujing: You don't think (Y/n) cheated on you, do you

Bajie: How could you think that?! After everything she's done for you!

Wukong: Hold on! I'm not saying she did! But it's just-

Tripitaka: Wukong, not every child will end look like their father, besides he must have some traits of you-

Wujing: Uh guys, why are the baby's eyes glowing?

*Everyone looks to see the baby's eyes open to see a yellow golden glow, and suddenly the light shoots from his eyes, through a roof and into the sky.*

*After that, everyone sees the baby's eyes wide open to reveal a burning red color*

...........

Wukong: ......*excitedly life's the baby in the air* HE HAS EYES LIKE ME!

*The baby giggles as Wukong happily spins around with him*

Bajie: What...just happened?

Tripitaka: I have no idea...

Reader: *waking up from a well deserved sleep* What's with all the noise? *Looks up* WTF HAPPENED TO THE ROOF?!

Wujing: ...Your baby shot through with laser eyes.

Reader: ...Oh.

Reader: *realizing it probably shot into Heaven* Oh boy...

lmaooo just imagine waking up from a nap and your fucking ROOF is gone

Erlang who was sent by JE to make sure there wouldn't be another monkey that tries to take over Heaven:

Wukong when he sees Erlang's bitch ass on FFM again and his protective instincts kick in:

They then proceeded to wrestle on the ground like children for the next 2 hours before Reader got tired of the noise and put them both in time out

Wukong and Erland in the corner of shame:

[meltedmush]

how long does it take you to draw your sketches/doodles? also do you have any tips to draw faster? 🙇‍♀️

I generally take 30 - 60 minutes a sketch,,,, but honestly really depends on how detailed it is.

Like a Chibi will be done in 20 - 25 minutes (Counting in the extra time I spend on minute details like a perfectionist 😭)

I for some reason really like spending egregious amounts of time on random objects too??? Unless it’s the in the background, I’ll spend 40 minutes refining it.

Random characters that are fully colored and rendered with take like 80 minutes.

The comics take usually take an hour or two per page. (If I decide to cross hatch it, my entire day will be gone with 4 pages… so I’ve been trying to find shortcuts. But not without sacrificing the quality for time lol)

I don’t think there’s any trick or magic to drawing faster. It’s really about weaponizing your artistic knowledge, and finding what’s comfortable or convenient for you!

There was a period of time where I would spend 11 or 12 hours on an illustration, and it wASS UGLYYYYY. (Some of these artworks are still available on my tumblr,,, but it’s SO LONG AGO, AND IT WAS MY 1ST OR 2ND YEAR GETTING INTO DIGITAL ART)

Overtime I learned what worked best for me, and practiced till I felt more comfortable with what I was drawing. Eventually I managed to shorten the time to 4 hours or less! Ambition was my biggest enemy but at the same time my biggest motivator. (And it still is LMFAO) 😭

EDIT (bit more to my way too long tangent): ALSO??? BRO DON’T BE AFRAID TO USE YOUR MESSY SKETCH AS LINEART OR DRAW ON TOP OF IT. I’VE DONE IT FOR YEARS NOW AND IT ADDS SUCH A GOOD EXTRA BIT OF TEXTURE,, AT THIS POINT I DON’T EVEN USE LINE-ART ANY MORE UNLESS IT’S A COMMISSION,, (IT’LL ADD LIKE AN 2-4 HOURS TO MY WORK)

[sapphicseasapphire]

Sorry for the many questions I'm about to ask but its been driving me insane.

How exactly does the story of Hyrule Warriors work with your cryptid au? Does Wars have a personality during those events or do the events of Hyrule Warriors not happen at all?

Your au is great and l really want to know how Wind, Time, and maybe Ravio interact with Wars. I am considering writing a short story with them, and I want to stay as loyal to the au as possible.

Also I love your art.

Hello!! First of all I’m SO SORRY it’s taken me this long to get back to you!! Sincerely I apologize!! But this question made me do a lot of deep thinking and I wasn’t exactly sure how to answer. I’m gonna break this up into sections under the cut because it’s gonna get pretty long.

How does Hyrule Warriors fit into the au? Gonna be completely 100% honest here, I’m kind of sort of rewriting the whole story I think. There’s a lot that I’m still figuring out, but (in the briefest of terms as this is all subject to change) here’s what I’ve got so far: Cia is still enamored by the Spirit of the Hero, and Ganon still takes advantage of that desire and purges her of her light, corrupting her. She still opens the Gate of Souls(s) and launches an attack on Hyrule, opening portals across time. However, in this era, there is no hero. (There was no Ganon either, before she showed up, so Link was never born. There was still a Zelda, since Hyrule’s princesses are always named Zelda. But yeah, Link just doesn’t exist). Not until Cia’s attack, that is. When Hyrule is threatened, Zelda and Impa decided that they need a hero. And so, they make one. They physically pull the Hero’s Spirit from its resting place in the Sacred Realm and manually place it in a sword, thus creating Wars.

They don’t call him Link, as he’s not a person. In this era, he’s always been called the Hero of Warriors, as that is his purpose. He was created solely to fight. To win the war and save Hyrule.

After the war is won, he is placed deep within a temple and abandoned. After all, he’s a literal weapon. A weapon without a wielder is dangerous- anyone could take up his sword and be accepted as his new Master. The temple that he’s placed in is a typical Zelda Temple TM, like a dungeon, and it’s where he will wait until he is discovered by the Chain.

Does Wars have a personality in Hyrule Warriors? Short answer: no. He is a freshly created sword spirit and bound entirely to his Master. (Which, at this point, is his Zelda). With the War of Eras still ongoing, his purpose hasn’t yet been fulfilled. At this point, he is very very similar to how Fi was in Skyward Sword: mostly residing in his sword and giving power ups to his Master, only manifesting outside of the blade when called upon. He doesn’t speak unless spoken to. He shows absolutely no emotion. Ever.

… which leads me to the bad news. How do the others (Time, Wind, Ravio) interact with Wars? Generally speaking, they don’t. Like. Not even a little bit. With Wars constantly in his sword, he’s pretty inaccessible. Plus, they don’t really have any reason to. Any of Wars’ advice is heard only by Zelda, who relays the information to the group, they don’t think to ask where these strategies are coming from. And they really don’t think much of the sword at Zelda’s back.

That’s not to say that nothing is happening between the Links, though!! I’ve been having a field day thinking of little Time, a godling, fresh out of Termina and trying to comprehend the weight of his fate while also being a kid and now fighting in yet another war he never asked to be a part of. He’d appear to the others as Child Link (and go by Mask), using his god powers to change his appearance. He doesn’t have to be Child Link, but with how new his powers are?? He’s scared to be anything else.

And WIND!!! Wind and Ravio interactions!!! I have been thinking about this for WEEKS, ever since you sent this ask. Wind, the chaos gremlin of an Aquili. And Ravio, the violence hating Mer whose whole family and everyone he knew was killed by the corrupted Aquili in his own world. Ravio witnessed his whole pod being murdered, he narrowly escaped. He was a child, alone and afraid. If Legend carries bias against Aquili, imagine the scope of Ravio’s trauma. I wouldn’t be surprised if he avoided Wind at any cost.

(I will be making a lot of Ravio content in the future. He’s just. He’s my little guy).

I’m having a very fun time thinking about these interactions, even if it’s a bummer that Wars isn’t a part of it. (Remember! The only one who knows what Wars is is Sky. Wind and Time never had the chance to meet him. Although, after they discover that he’s a Sword Spirit, I bet a lot of things suddenly make a lot of sense haha!)

ANYWAY. This is one of the less organized lore posts I’ve made but I wanted to get this answered. Like I said, I’m still workshopping this, but I hope this helps? You’re welcome to make a story (as long as you tag me)! I’m sorry if this was a bit of a let down, but even if Wars’ role isn’t very big, I already have so many ideas about the others! I hope this gives you ideas as well

[codacheetah]

5 for the isat ask game!

5 - What's your favorite optional event?

VERY TOUGH ONE TO ANSWER. I'm gonna go right ahead and disqualify twohats bc it's a predictable answer. If I had to choose just one though I think it'd probably be the sus event. It really got my goat on my first playthrough bc I didn't realize you had to do it in ACT 4. If I remember correctly I think sus is the only optional event locked to ACT 4??? Now that I've actually done it though I'm quite fond of it.

Sus event is one that you really have to go out of your way to do. It kind of reminds me of the True Ending in SASASAP but More and I'm sure that's intentional. Like the requirements for sus quest necessitate that you're going to do it, if not the loop before ACT 5, very soon before it. You have to know pretty much everything about Time Craft and Wish Craft already, so whatever you're doing in the loops now is basically taking out any optional stuff before you hit the end. You have to pretty thoroughly remember how the script goes just so you know all the best ways to break it. I feel like if the True Ending route is Loop going through the motions so many times that they can't deal with holding their facade together any longer, the sus route is Siffrin waving a big red flag around for help. There's just no way you're going to stumble into sus without preplanning what to do to rack up your points and make Odile aware of how Wish Craft works.

So I think it's interesting how much Siffrin pushes back against Odile trying to figure him out. It's a pattern of behavior that I am well aware of where you're desperately going "HELP ME" but you're not willing to accept it when it's offered to you.

Siffrin spends an entire loop screwing everything up, to a point that's frankly kind of egregious even by Late Stage Timeloopers standards, and then they can't reckon with the consequences of it. I don't think sus event is as intentional of a cry for help for Siffrin as it is the player, mind you. But I do think it's. Very tragic. Yeah of course "it's too late" in the sense that Siffrin's about to talk to Euphie and the whole journey will end, but moreso it's that by the time that Odile can piece together all the information necessary to figure Siffrin out, Siffrin is just far too deeply entrenched in his self hatred and fear of abandonment to be dug out. I think if Odile could somehow figure it out in, like, early ACT 3, or if Isabeau was just a bit more pushy in getting Siffrin to do a feelings talk, maybe they'd actually be able to reach Siffrin a little. But they're always just a little too late, every single time.

I think the fact that you start really getting a bunch of weird points in ACT 3 gives this event a lot of buildup. For potential dozens of loops you'll see Odile brush against the truth of the situation, and then just barely miss. By the time she figures it out, it's too late. Explodes

Expounded upon slightly more in tags bc I don't like typing in post bodies I feel like a fish on land. eek

[i-give-u--art]

AYYYY, it's me again with another request! Can you do some funny shellcrime art for me?

Look at the silly’s >:3

[vaguely-annoyed]

out of curiosity, *do you practice what you want to say in your head

[antennatoheaven]

its always so funny when someone who doesnt know anything about ultrakill stumbles upon anything remotely sexual and assumes its just something weird from the fandom. like, buddy, you dont want to know what the actual game devs and artists are up to

[bed-wed-behead-your-fave]

the grilled cheezus from glee

[skeletalheartattack]

Im soooooo hungry i neeed.... gaming trivia. tO live 😺

i mostly just have TF2 trivia, as its history has always been something ive always been fascinated with, so i hope these suffice:

The Pyro's Beta Head: While 8 of the 9 classes had their heads redone throughout development (to better show off Valve's new facial flex system), only the Pyro was left untouched, leaving them as the only class to still have their beta head.

Reference Posing Medics: In "Trailer 2", there are two Medics who are in their reference pose, during the first-person sequence of the Scout running through RED's base. While their role isn't clear, one likely theory is that they were meant to be camera positions for shots that were ultimately removed, in favour of the Scouts perspective, and Valve just forgot to remove or hide them. The second Medic even turns to look at the Scout as he runs by, maybe further proving their original purpose.

The Teaser Corkboard: While we don't have a clear idea as to what Valve had been planning with the "Teaser Corkboard", one likely theory is that it was created for the proposed update that would've included both Asteroid and Cactus Canyon, due to the few mentions of "Future", the blueprint of the rocket engine from Half Life 2 Episode 2, and Poopy Joe. Also worth noting, the two posters that were added with the corkboard share similar styles Asteroid and Cactus Canyon.

The Balls of Steel Taunt: Originally, The Love & War update was meant to include a lot more taunts than what ultimately shipped. One of the few to get scrapped is a taunt called "Balls of Steel", where the initiator would dare other players to kick them in the groin. While we don't have footage of this taunt, we do have voiceline files that reference the taunt's intention, as well as the name. The few files that remain were reused for other contexts, such as the Soldiers Conga taunt, where his "Ooh!" and "Ahh!" lines were originally his pain sounds for the taunt.

[neoncherryblossom]

Hunter, U (coming home)

From this ask game.

Home (noun): the place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household.

Hunter was six, when he learned a house isn’t always a home.

It could be. So, Hunter simply assumed that his home was the Emperor’s Castle, because even if it wasn’t a house it served as one to him, housed him and gave him a roof over his head whenever he was there.

Hunter hadn’t known the difference was a bit more drastic than that.

(Hunter wasn’t sure he liked learning exactly how different a house and a home really was.)

It became a little game almost, for about a month. Going around to other Scouts, asking them what they thought the difference was between the two terms. It was even more frustrating to learn that home meant a variety of different things, that some Scouts didn’t even consider their previous living conditions ‘home’, almost as if they purposefully separated the two terms, one seemingly softer and more emotionally driven than the other. So Hunter did what he always did back then, and tugged his Uncle’s robes after dinner, watching his Uncle’s tired gaze fall onto his.

“What’s a home?” he asked, bright eyed and curious, his fingers clumsily bundling up the pristine cloak. “And how is it different from a house?”

Uncle almost flinched and his eyes darkened in a way that made Hunter reflectively take a step back, flinching, worrying that he disturbed Uncle somehow. He-he couldn’t have, he couldn’t, he specifically waited until Uncle was done his dinner and he saw his Uncle be the Emperor earlier so why would-

A hand clamped onto his shoulder as his Uncle kneeled, lowering himself until his soft eyes met Hunter’s.

“Of course, there’s a difference between the two silly,” his Uncle said with a kind smile, one that Hunter happily returned. “A house is simple. Just a place one lives. But a home? A home is what you make it.”

“But-but some Scouts said they had a house before here, but not a home. How come?”

“Hunter have you been bothering the other Scouts?” There was a chuckle in Uncle’s voice, a light scold, but it still made Hunter squirm uncomfortably and made him whisper an apology. “Now now, none of that. Some circumstances prevent young witches from being able to call where they live home. And that’s unfortunately just a result of a bad upbringing. I like to think home as more of a who rather than a where.”

And that made Hunter perk up, his brows furrowing in confusion. “H-huh?”

“Like this old castle? It’s just a castle Hunter,” and Belos hugged him close, his cheeks burrowing into his Uncle’s shoulders. “But you? You make it home. I’ll always be home with you.”

And Hunter couldn’t stop his giggle as he wrapped his arms around his Uncle, lightly bouncing on his toes because that made sense! He didn’t think the castle was home, it was too big, too full of faces he wasn’t supposed to talk to, too lonely when his Uncle became the Emperor and too busy to spend time with him. But now? When Uncle was allowed to just be Uncle and all his, when Hunter could be selfish and love him all alone? That was home, that made perfect sense!

“You’re my home too Uncle,” and in a whisper so quiet, one he hoped his Uncle wouldn’t hear- “I’m glad you found me.”

Uncle was quiet after that and quickly shooed him away, lightly tapping his head for being too fidgety, but that was okay. Hunter grabbed his frog plushie and his notebook and crossed out the dictionary’s definition of home- that wasn’t the right one after all!

Home (noun): Uncle.

He hummed, closing the journal and hugging it and his plush to his chest, giggling to the ceiling, hiding the biggest secret in the world. It wasn’t a full sentence he thinks, it didn’t have a subject and predicate, but it was enough. If Uncle was the subject then Hunter would be the predicate, and he would always follow after his Uncle, because he would always go back home.

Hunter liked home. Home was warm and safe and busy, but home was always there.

(It would be years before he thought back to that time, to the inciting incident that linked the word home to Uncle.

Sometimes, when the nights were dark enough, he wishes his Uncle wasn’t home, because maybe that would make it easier to separate them even after he was gone.)

It wasn’t more than a week after the Day of Unity when he snuck out of Camilla’s basement, quickly making his way up to the roof, Flapjack silent but there.

“I’m homeless now,” he admits after ten minutes of silence, before he backtracks. “I’m houseless now.”

‘Why Hunter switch the words?’ Flapjack cautiously asked, hopping on his shoulder and lightly playing with his hair.

“Because-” and he swallowed, leaning deeper into Flapjack’s touch. “Because you’ve been houseless this whole time. You lived with me, but you couldn’t even relax most of the time. But… if I still agree with anything Belos has told me, is that home is…”

And Hunter trailed off, because he’s never once thought of home as anything other than his Uncle before and he realized someone else popped into his mind first popped into his head when he thought of being home for awhile now.

“I’m not homeless,” he breathed, so quiet Flapjack had to lean in closer, because Flapjack cared what he thought and that’s still a new feeling for him, even when Darius- “Because you’re my home.”

(He’s been lying to himself since he got Flapjack. He lied because at some point, home became Flapjack then Uncle and he didn’t want to admit to himself what that meant.

What Uncle would do.)

The flutter of happy excited chirps made him giggle and the feeling of Flapjack burying himself into his shirt made him snort.

“Stop someone will see us!”

‘Home, home, I’m my Hunter’s home~’ Flapjack sang, digging himself deeper as Hunter burst into laughter.

(He learnt what Belos- not Uncle and not Emperor but Belos, the person under all the lies- would do just because Flapjack existed.

Hunter was never his home. In a twisted way, the Demon Realm took whoever Hunter was- was made from from Belos, and all the Grimwalkers were just a cruel imitation of Philip twisting each of them into being someone they’re not; all so he could have the illusion of the home he was looking for.

Hunter will never understand why Belos did any of the things he did. Why he still cares so much about killing all witches, why he’s so desperate to win, but Hunter almost understood Belos’ thought process, almost understood disregarding himself as someone more than what he was, instead of who he was.)

“You know what I’d like Belos?” he grunted and shoved Belos down because Belos wasn’t home, this was, Camilla and Luz and Willow and Gus and all of them. And Flapjack, first and foremost home would always be Flapjack and Belos hurt him so Hunter, not Caleb not Evelyn, Hunter was going to fight back this time.

(It was too late. Because just like Hunter had fought and fought and fought because Flapjack was his best friend, his family, he hadn’t thought that he was also Flapjack’s home. That no matter how weird Flapjack was acting lately, he still loved Hunter and he would fight till his last breath for him too.

And despite being surrounded by his friends, by people who made him feel safe, Hunter still felt alone, because Hunter didn’t have a home, not without him.)

The term, ‘I’m home’ still felt like a betrayal in his thoughts, two years later.

(A betrayal to Flapjack, because he didn’t care enough about Belos anymore to worry about what he would think, in his spot beyond the grave.)

And even if he didn’t write it down anymore, he mimicked a behavior from his childhood, back when he was a little less jaded, back when he was a lot lonelier, and asked all the adult figures in his life what they thought ‘home’ was.

“A place with my family. Both new and old mijo,” Camilla responded, giving him a quick kiss on his forehead.

“A place where you feel safe kiddo. And a few smiling faces to boot and I can’t complain, can I?” Eda answered, her tone nostalgic as she looked to where King and the Collector were playing Uno.

Everyone’s answers were slightly different but all revolved around the same concept.

Safety.

People you care about.

“Somewhere where you feel understood,” Luz leaned into him and he dropped his head onto hers, the two of them sitting on the roof of her home, one of them where they were all stranded, the place he admitted to Flapjack- “That’s what I always wanted anyway.”

Understanding.

His feet took him down a familiar path, and his mind couldn’t help but wander to Darius, because even though home was the people in it for almost everyone, Darius was the one who understood it being a person.

(“For the longest time… Eber was my home Little Prince. When he became Coven Head I…” and Darius trailed off, guilt swirling in his green eyes. “I should have done more to turn him away. I tried, I really did, but a part of me always thinks about how selfish I was. The part of me that kept whispering that maybe if Eberwolf was there, maybe the place would be a little less… suffocating and a bit more like home.”)

Hunter inhaled and exhaled before his hands found their way to the door handle, and the door swung open with ease. He walked in and locked the door behind him, then poked his head into the living room, the sight of Darius reading Cosmic Frontiers on the living room floor (because he was feeling left out of Hunter and Eber’s conversations and was determined to have full context) and Eberwolf on the couch, slowly braiding Darius’ hair, pausing to wave at him, making him smile.

“I’m home!” he declared, his bag slipping from his shoulders and onto the floor, walking over as Darius handed him the book so Hunter could explain all the human terms in it, because the both of them liked listening to Hunter’s rambles and Hunter was sometimes still in awe that he found people who care.

(Because he wasn’t sure why he never notices when people become home until they’re already too intertwined. Because he wasn’t sure why everyone he cares about- friends and family alike- easily slip into it. All Hunter knows is that he’s going to cling as selfishly as he did to it when he was six, because home to him wasn’t a place or a person, but a feeling.

Home was love.

And Flapjack was the one that taught him that, so no matter how hard it sometimes gets without him, Flapjack gave this to him, so Hunter wanted to make sure his first friend’s gift was appreciated, somehow.)

Home (noun): All the pieces that make up everything you love. They are the pieces of himself that others have carved with love, not harshness and scars. Home is everyplace and everyone he holds dear.

Uncle always called Hunter selfish, for wanting so much of his time.

Hunter now embraces that, because even if he was too clingy and loved too much-

He was happy.

And isn’t that what was supposed to matter?

“Hey Eber,” he called the demon as he eventually wrapped up his tangent and plumped next to Darius, his head lying in the older man’s lap. “Can I try braiding Darius’ hair?”

(Because he was home.)