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robertdenir0sgf · 5 months
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When’s it gonna be my tuuuurn
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404-art-found · 2 months
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I love you, I love you
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angrybatart · 7 months
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I read the tags to my sibling, and they told me I needed to draw this.
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revivalrequiem · 3 months
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# ocean theme ✮
someone on discord requested any sea themed masks. had to add manta rays and corals for it. repost with credit, free to use
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gintrinsic-writing · 5 months
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For @cutebutalsostabby and @pokegeek151; I hope you guys don't mind that I combined your prompts!
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Ravio knew better than to ask for much during a storm. They had a system, after all. An understanding. Ravio never showed any skin beyond his hands, and he compulsively counted his rupees at the end of every day—terrified that somehow, inexplicably, he might suddenly be without, might suddenly go without, and if he had a tendency to overeat sometimes? Well, Link never said a word. Not ever. Not even when Ravio ate all their fresh fruit in one sitting, or when he hoarded Link’s favorite pickle-flavored chips simply because the plastic crackle of the bag felt so reassuring beneath his hands. Not even then. 
So this? This was an oddity. A deviation. But Ravio thought the circumstances might warrant it. He hoped he wasn’t wrong. “Mister Hero?” he murmured, tapping lightly on Link’s bedroom door. Thunder rumbled in the distance, and Ravio winced as he tapped again. “Ah, Link? There’s something…” He took a deep breath, near-queasy with his guilt. “There’s something on the shore. Someone.”
Nearly a minute passed before Link opened his door. The dark lines beneath his eyes made him look ghastly. “What do you mean?”
Ravio licked his lips. “I’m so sorry, I know this isn’t—”
“What do you mean?” Link asked again. 
“There’s a person on the beach. Or maybe… a monster? I’m not sure, it’s too far away. All I could see for sure was a body and a flash of red.”
Link flinched, but he crowded into Ravio’s space the very next moment. “Where? Which direction?”
“East, past that old driftwood,” Ravio began, jumping when Link suddenly ran past him and out the door. Link never even glanced at the sword propped up against his favorite chair (the one he sometimes sat in for hours at a time, silent and unseeing, looking for all the world like he was trapped in life’s trenches with no idea how to claw his way back to the surface). Ravio picked the sword up just in case before he chased after Link. He hoped none of this was a mistake. 
By the time he managed to catch up, the thing on the shore was moving. Twitching, to be precise, but it freaked Ravio out all the same. “W-what the hell is it?”
Link dropped to his knees beside the creature. He didn’t answer. 
“Seriously,” Ravio continued nervously, holding Link’s sword closer to his chest. “It looks like a Zora, if a Zora sold its soul. Is this some kind of mutant? I’ve never seen a Zora in the ocean before, but…” He paused, grimacing at the blood seeping between the creature’s weakly fluttering, skin-like gills. It didn’t look very alive. “What is it?” 
Slowly, hesitantly, Link reached out to the creature’s small hand. He brushed his fingers along blue-tinged skin, then took its hand in both of his. “What have they done?” he whispered. Almost as if in response, thunder boomed across the shore. 
“Who?” Ravio asked nervously. “Link? Who? What is this?”
Link swallowed audibly. “I thought… I had hoped… Marin,” he whispered. “But this is so much worse.” 
The creature gasped in a loud, wheezing breath. Its eyelids fluttered. “You’re… sage?” it asked weakly. 
The sound Link made was wounded and horrible. Ravio hoped he never had to hear it again. “No,” Link told the creature quietly. “I’m not a sage. You’re just… You’re recognizing the Triforce.” He squeezed the creature’s hand, then reached forward to stroke its thin blonde hair. “Sleep. I don’t know who you are, but… I’ll help you. You’re safe. Sleep.”
“Safe?” the creature asked, sounding so much like a child. 
“Yes,” Link whispered sadly. “I swear.”
Ravio glanced between them, wondering why it suddenly felt like his life had a timer, why the seconds inched past under imaginary duress.
Lightning flared in the distance. For once, Link didn’t seem to notice. 
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0xeyedaisy · 4 months
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Some greens
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thecryofthegulls · 11 months
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On Elwing's Bird Forms
In the educated opinion of me, a slightly wine-drunk semi-professional seabird specialist with a Tolkien hyperfixation, procrastinating from a work presentation I should be preparing let's gooooo.
Too many people think of Elwing in the form of a random bird thing, when there are so many interesting species!
First, the source text (emphasis by me):
"... they told that Elros and Elrond were taken captive, but Elwing with the Silmaril upon her breast had cast herself into the sea. Thus Maedhros and Maglor gained not the jewel; but it was not lost. For Ulmo bore up Elwing out of the waves, and he gave her the likeness of a great white bird, and upon her breast there shone as a star the Silmaril, as she flew over the water to seek Ëarendil her beloved. On a time of night Ëarendil at the helm of his ship saw her come towards him, as a white cloud exceeding swift beneath the moon, as a star over the sea moving in strange course, a pale flame on wings of storm. And it is sung that she fell from the air upon the timbers of Vingilot, in a swoon, nigh unto death for the urgency of her speed, and Ëarendil took her to his bosom; but in the morning with marvelling eyes he beheld his wife in her own form beside him with her hair upon his face, and she slept."
"On those journeys Elwing did not go, for she might not endure the cold and the pathless voids, and she loved rather the earth and the sweet winds that blow on sea and hill. Therefore there was built for her a white tower northward upon the borders of the Sundering Seas; and thither at times all the sea-birds of the earth repaired. And it is said that Elwing learned the tongues of birds, who herself had once worn their shape; and they taught her the craft of flight, and her wings were of white and silver-grey. And at times, when Ëarendil returning drew near again to Arda, she would fly to meet him, even as she had flown long ago, when she was rescued from the sea. Then the far-sighted among the Elves that dwelt in the Lonely Isle would see her like a white bird, shining, rose-stained in the sunset, as she soared in joy to greet the coming of Vingilot to haven."
The Silmarillion CHAPTER 24 OF THE VOYAGE OF EARENDIL AND THE WAR OF WRATH
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Mute Swan (Cygnus olor)
Right out of the gate, a swan is a popular choice for Elwing. Makes sense, they are beautiful, regal birds with a graceful baring on the water. There is a strong association between mute swans and England, they are indeed an old world bird and as part of Tolkien's worldview as oak trees. They are also vicious and brave defenders of their young. A tough bird, symbol of the Teleri Elwing's elven clan. However, not the best for Elwing. They are not sea birds, and while powerful fliers, do not fly particularly high or far. Mute swans are heavy, needing a lengthy run on the water to take off with a clacking of their wings. Not the ideal shape to fly across the ocean undetected to find your mariner husband, or meet said husband in the morning sky when he comes back from being a star.
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Dalmatian Pelican (Pelecanus crispus)
No, not a Great White Pelican, but a Dalmatian Pelican. More silvery than its pale African cousin, the Dalmatian Pelican has the advantage of being present in more Mediterranean climes, which might be representative of what Sirion was like (thank you @outofangband). Pretty much the largest freshwater bird, this choice for Elwing suffers the same problem as the mute swan. Not a sea bird, doesn't really do long-distance flights. Though I could imagine this large silvery-grey bird being mistaken for a cloud in the night, and you KNOW that the Silmaril is tucked nice and safe in that big pouch!
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Wandering Albatross (Diomedea exulans)
Now that's a sea bird! Another popular choice for Elwing, this graceful soaring beauty is essentially the biggest flying bird in the world by wingspan, with a sweeping 11 feet/3.5 meters. The older they are, the whiter they become, with only bit of dark plumage on the wing tips and tail. The wandering albatross is the textbook example of a great white bird. Albatross adore storms, and can use strong (storm) wings to carry them over vast distances very quickly. They nest on steep hills, because they need the sweet winds to give them lift to take off. All in all, like the others above, large enough to carry a Silmaril without affecting flight capabilities. Though I really can't imagine Ëarendil cradling an albatross to his bosom, long wings flopping down on both sides of him. (Elros and Elrond are definitely albatross chicks muppets, as per @swanmaids' point).
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Black-legged Kittiwake (Rissa tridactyla)
A gull! Yes, of course, but which gull? There are 54 gull species, and so many of them are herring gulls. But for Elwing? Ulmo would transform her into a Black-legged Kittiwake. A graceful, almost dove-like gull, Kittiwakes are bright white with wings topped in silver-grey. They fly like they are playing in the wind, and spend most of their lives at sea. Gorgeous sea bird. Ëarendil would hug. Am I biased because I love them? Maybe.
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Ross's Gull (Rhodostethia rosea)
You want a more white and daintier gull? I was going to write about the Ivory Gull (Pagophila eburnea) but if we are going with a rare Arctic species, there are many good things about the Ross's Gull. I mean look at it! White and silver-grey with a rosy blush like it is continuously bathed in sunset, a black collar like Elwing is still wearing the memory of the Nauglamír. I also prefer to go with Ross's gull because every time I have seen an ivory gull in the wild it was slightly blood-stained (they feed off polar bear kills) which has very unfortunate implications in Elwing's case really...
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But really, if you want a pure-white dove that actually goes sea for your Elwing imagery, go with ivory gull instead!
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Roseate Tern (Sterna dougallii)
Terns are gorgeous sea birds with impressive flight capacity, and pack an absolutely ridiculous amount of fight and spite in 100 g. I have a scar on the top of my head from a tern chasing me off a beach where it was nesting. That beak sure pinches. Roseate Tern are particularly pretty, and if you subscribed to raven-haired Elwing, that cap is an excellent match. The adults also gain a pink sunset stain on their underparts, so you get that poetic match again. Terns would absolutely yell at Manwë, and probably have.
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Northern Gannet (Morus bassanus)
Now if you think Elwing was pale-haired and blue-eyed, a Northern Gannet would be more for you. Northern Gannets are sea birds of great size, swift and fearless. They quite literally launch themselves into the sea. They are powerful enough fliers to evoke thoughts of storm-wings and clouds under moon. Gannets also follow boats, which works nicely with the imagery of bird-Elwing meeting Vingilot.
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White-tailed Tropicbird (Phaethon lepturus)
Look at this beautiful thing, is she not fitting of a daughter of Dior, of Lúthien's line? I hope I see one for real one day. These long-tailed sea birds are excellent, graceful in flight, easy to see at a distance due to their tail. More active in the morning and in the evening, more to catch the morning and evening star. White-tailed Tropicbirds also come in a spectacular 'golden' variety. Absolutely fitting for someone named Star-Spray.
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Snow Petrel (Pagodroma nivea)
When I first read the Silmarillion years ago, and I read "... as a white cloud exceeding swift beneath the moon, as a star over the sea moving in strange course, a pale flame on wings of storm" I immediately imagined a glowing white creature that I eventually witness in real life: the gloriously beautiful snow petrel. And while Elwing might not endure the cold and pathless void like a snow petrel would around Antarctica, I think she would revel in the shining feathers, the swift, fleet wings, and, as a feature of being a petrel, the tube nose that would allow her to smell and find Ëarendil anywhere at sea or in the sky. They soar with such joy. Perfect hold-to-your-bosom sized. Snow petrels are one of my favourite sea birds, and you should know more about them!
Like how they have the most hilarious defence mechanism:
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Rock Ptarmigan (Lagopus muta)
No absolutely not.
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lionfloss · 2 years
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shipwrecks by montereydiver
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moneyisnobject · 6 months
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“ONYX H2-BO 85”
MASK Architects
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texaco333 · 1 month
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clonerightsagenda · 28 days
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I see Diane Duane got a shoutout in Exordia's acknowledgements and so did Bionicle so now I am racking my brain trying to figure out how Bionicle lore would apply to this situation.
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this-is-z-art-blog · 1 year
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[ID: digital drawing of Tucker Foley as a half ghost in a black and white suit similar to Danny’s. The belt has a geometric buckle, it has a white hood, and there are electric blue lines running along the arms and legs. Additionally his hair has a small lightning bolt shaved into the side, and there’s a pair of transparent blue goggles pushed up on his forehead. He is staring down at his hands in delight as blue energy crackles between them, shooting out in bolts.]
♪ Everything that I do is electric I'ma keep it in a motion, keep it movin' like kinetic ♪
DannyMay 2023: Day 8, Electric Core Au - Inverse trio Tucker time!
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Moretta Mask
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revivalrequiem · 3 months
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# shark themed ✮
requested by someone on discord. the only shark [I] know is the certain shark vtuber honestly. repost with credit, free to use.
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prince-of-red-lions · 5 months
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I got possessed and it wouldn’t let me go until I drew him
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so uh. yup there ya go
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7grandmel · 2 months
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Todays rip: 29/02/2024
my rip :)
Season 5 Featured on: SiIvaGunner's Highest Quality Rips: Volume GS
Ripped by brubsby
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Requested by Memmy! (Request Form)
Hey, it's February 29th, the Leap Year day! The strangest day on the calendar, I realize, ought to be celebrated with a bit of a strange rip to go along with it, and there was certainly plenty to pick from. The channel has seen its share silly rips like :D, utterly unhinged rips like Sex - Steve Harvey, and everything bizarre other kind of weirdness out there like Mr. Rental [B Side] ~ Out of Options or waterwraith pokos. Yet what surprised me about my rip :) wasn't for being the most silly, or most chaotic, or what have you - but rather, for being an utmost perfect blend of all the above kinds of rips, whilst remaining shockingly listenable.
I mean, there's something eyebrow-raising about the rip's mere existence alone. A rip from PONG? As in, one of the first video games ever made, the one from 1972, which barely even had SOUND in it, let alone music? The channel's obviously tackled a number of strange cases of games to rip before, such as the ongoing Circus trend with Five Nights at Freddy's and rips like Chex Invaders, but there really was no precedent for what to expect with this rip before clicking on it - the only prior rip of PONG was a whopping 15 seconds intentionally playing off of how little audio the game has to begin with. How could my rip :) hope to make a relevant joke out of PONG worthy of 3 minutes of runtime?
The answer, as it turns out, was to just do every single thing at once.
It starts off so innocuously too: the joke of adding rapidly repeating PONG sounds of various pitch to form a discordant melody, similar to that of CrazyBus, is a pretty funny bit in of itself! Yet before that bit has had even the slightest time to register, it's joined by Space Jam's infamous backing beat, a source that I've only covered in a good light here through actually impressive rips like Hoopache and Mother, Father, TechnoMan, yet is most well known in the community for being perhaps the most overdone and easy-to-use mashup source of them all. Before THAT has time to settle in, it's joined by yet more infamous mashup sources: The Season 5 demons themselves Yankin and Astronaut in the Ocean of Epic Rap Battles of History: Funny vs. Funnier fame, Crank Dat Super Mario, Watch Me Whip/Nae Nae - and, to note in case you're not listening to the track yourself as you're reading, NONE of these sources ever sound as if they ever go away from the mix. What in its first seconds is nothing but isolated bloops of an ancient arcade machine becomes this absolute cocophany of noise and melodies, yet through some miracle (and skill on brubsby's part) they're guided along to still form some sort of melody.
All the noise is mainly guided by the use of Gangnam Style as a surprise source amidst all the rest, whose melody builds and builds toward its own climactic beat drop Gangnam Style, upon which everything goes silent for just a moment, approximately eight sources all fading at once...before exploding back onto the scene like an unstoppable mob. Its just keeps going like this - by the end, twelve different sources are all competing for attention. Or at least it sounds that way - I genuinely have no clue if some tracks get phased out as the rip progresses, but the rip's noisiness never appears to die down until the very end of its runtime.
Its just such a fun ride until the very end - my rip :) doesn't have any sort of guiding melody to it, no joke to fulfill or prior YTPMV/Mashup/etc its paying tribute to. The rip is pretty much as deep as its title frames it as, as just brubsby fucking around and finding out what can be done with all of these Season 5-infamous sources as the year drew to a close. In that sense its a fitting encapsulation of Season 5 as a whole, doesn't it? The one year where the direction of the channel felt rather aimless, yet not necessarily in a bad way: a lack of obligation to be tied to larger theming and colossal channel events resulted in some of the most unrestrained, individually-ambitious, and fun listens in the channel's entire life. I'm not quite sure if I'd call my rip :) a "banger", but it's the kind of rip that I can't help but respect for the sheer audacity of it alone.
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