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findrek · 2 years
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What if Minecraft rabbits, but also Jackalopes and Wolpertingers and other cryptids
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cheerioskid · 5 months
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moonrise au mumbo and grian doodles bc they are so silly ft. a quote by the lovely @germworms when we were exploring their dynamic
little bit of explanation below!
basically after grian disappears from his position as a god he lives in disguise on "square earth" and eventually finds his fav human, mumbo! (the moon prophet)
being so detached from the land of the humans leaves grian really curious about almost everything (yes like the little mermaid but w mcyt gods)
so he's pestering mumbo w all his questions and just generally never leaving him alone, mumbo is slightly annoyed by this and tries to get him off his ass by giving him random objects to inspect or he starts a fire for him to stare at for hours
grian is naturally very warm (sun god tings) and mumbo is naturally cold being the moon prophet so grian sometimes just hangs close by to make sure he doesn't die of hypothermia (red winter era, very cold brr) even though mumbo doesn't mind the cold as much
mumbo also has no idea grian is the sun god (remember no human has seen him in this form other than his prophet) so he starts complaining to bdubs about this weird guy who keeps following him around and is too frustrated to notice bdubs giving him suspicious looks
for more info about bdubs go check out Sea's character sheet for him!! also check the hashtag for other posts!!
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foreverppl · 1 year
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Moodboard for my MC Evander for @uroboros-if
I so enjoyed playing this demo last night and have been having many Thoughts about it.
#it was so tough finding pics i thought would fit what i have in my head but this will do for now#i was up thinking abt this IF for soooo long it’s unreal#what is eternity?#unending time but also timelessness#like what does it mean to be the container for something that has no beginning or end?#the container is rendered useless obvi#but here the MC stands so there MUST be something to that right?#maybe it just means they must act as a witness to it all.#they are resigned to an existence of knowing and seeing things others do not and being unable to impact those things in any meaningful way#like an echo#like a black hole that is packed so densely with matter but appears to be little more than a void. Nothingness (capital N)#*me muttering to myself while reading and making this mb*: the symbols the symbols the cycles the void the echoes#the fact that when mc is summoned into existence one of the first things we can choose to have them do is replicate a smile (echoing)#idk if i’m explaining this well. tried to talk to my sister abt it without sounding like a madman and suffice to say that didn’t work out#i’m really losing it#those quotes from house of leaves: ‘divinity seems defined by echo.’ + ‘and where there is no echo there is no description of space or love#there is only silence.’#that bit from disco elysium#‘how do you measure something that doesn’t exist?’ ‘easy. you measure it by the world around it.’#evander is fond of mortals. they are humanity’s echo in the truest sense.#they are therefore in a very unique position for the conflict that is about to come#of course these are all just my interpretations and thoughts#my mcs#mb#mc: evander (uroboros)#if: uroboros
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willczek-art · 7 months
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Andy and @bratniadusza's Ollie, ghoul-hunting on Halloween!
Who knows, maybe they will be lucky this year?
[Here's how the actual linocut turned out! :D]
(traditional original under the cut)
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yakov-vasilyev · 1 year
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bree lim, lead singer of sour tanghulu 🍓
if you haven’t pls read @infamous-if​ !!
actual art under the cut <3
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z0mbclit · 7 months
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I got asked if i was british for this one.
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Not again.
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rainymoodlet · 1 year
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loving in the long grass, close beside her 🍃 giving her the name of the one the moon loves
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bvbblegvms · 1 year
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☾ * ✶ |  sam witwer gif pack  
SAM WITWER ; BEING HUMAN (US) { #243 }  ━━  click on the source link to be redirected to the gifs. sam was born in 1977, was 34 when this was filmed , and is white ! all of these gifs were created by me so please do not claim them as your own or include in other gif hunts. it would be greatly appreciated if you like or reblog ! if you enjoy my gifs please consider tipping me on ko-fi !
WARNINGS: blood, violent actions, & kissing
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cadybear420 · 9 months
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You ever get so *petty* about PB's choice of MC's favorite assets to list about her LI that you gotta change just one letter just to make it fit your headcanons properly?
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sloaaaa · 10 days
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findrek · 2 years
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*Gives you Minecraft cryptid rabbits*
Completed the mythical rabbits resourcepack!
Features having a chance to find cryptid rabbits in your world, including Jackalopes, Wolpertingers, and Skvaders among others~
(Optifine required)
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drabbles-mc · 2 years
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Heatwave
Part of the Creeper Vargas Wolfpack Universe
Inspired by Day 11 of the August Prompts: popsicle
Warnings: language
Word Count: 1.2k
A/N: Getting this done with 10 minutes left in the day says everything you need to know about me lmao. I’ve missed writing for the Wolfpack. Creeper and his chaotic children bring me so much joy.
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It was sweltering at the scrapyard. The guys were doing the bare minimum for their yard shifts for the day, for most of the week if they were being honest, and the clubhouse was basically at a complete standstill. Intense heat, no breeze, no real shade. All the guys were moving at half speed if they were moving at all. Everything was quiet, and still.
Except for the three children that were booking it across the lot in front of the clubhouse. The twins were hot on Brandon’s heels as they all sprinted after each other again. At first it started off as the three of them racing, but it had since disintegrated into just the two girls chasing after their brother and trying to catch up to him. They were close a couple times, but he was just a little taller, just a little faster. He barely kept out of their reach but they hadn’t taken him down yet.
Kids never seemed affected by much. Freezing pool water, searing heat, pouring rain, none of it mattered. Any condition was perfect for them as long as they decided that they wanted to do something. Sweat was running down their foreheads and cheeks as they laughed, happily yelling after each other.
Creeper was watching the three of them from the deck of the clubhouse. Truly, he wanted to be sitting inside. But he wasn’t going to leave them out in the heat unsupervised except for Angel and EZ, which in his book was still basically them being unsupervised. He was sitting still, in the shade, and he could still feel the sweat on the small of his back. He wondered when the kids were finally going to run out of steam, if they were going to run out of steam.
“Good thing they haven’t made their way to the cage,” Bishop said with a chuckle as he exited the clubhouse, a beer in one hand for himself, a water bottle in the other for Creeper.
He chuckled as he gladly accepted the offering, “Brandon wouldn’t stand a chance,” Creeper shook his head, “He might be faster than his sisters, but Alex and Ava,” he exhaled sharply, “I love them but they got a little bit of devil in ‘em. They get it from their mother,” a smirk curled the end of his mouth.
Bishop watched the way that Creeper watched his children. So few people figured how to strike the balance between club and family. But somehow, he managed, even with a pack of children on his heels. Bishop admired it, envied it too, and didn’t know how to pay a compliment. So, he kept his mouth shut.
“Do they ever stop?” Bishop asked, knowing the answer already.
Creeper laughed, “Fuck no,” he shook his head, “Still haven’t figured out how to get ‘em to slow down. Just gotta let them,” he gestured to the sprints they were doing after one another, “tire themselves out.”
Just as the three of them were about to take off on another chase, the clubhouse door swung open. No one really paid any mind to it until they heard the unmistakable sound of Chucky’s whistling. Creeper and Bishop both looked over their shoulders at the man in question, wondering what he was up to. What was more curious, though, was that the sound got all three of the kids to stop in their tracks. They all whipped towards the sound, smiles breaking out over their faces as they ran over towards Chucky instead of after each other.
Bishop nodded towards the cluster of them, smiling, “That seems to do it.”
Creeper held his hand up, “Give it a second.”
All of the kids were laughing, greeting their Uncle Chucky. The title still got the cheesiest grin out of the man every single time one of them said it. It didn’t matter that he heard it over and over again from them every single time they stopped by the clubhouse, didn’t lose its luster even when Creeper would use it in passing to let him know that, “The kids are coming to see their Uncle Chucky next week.” It always warmed his heart, always made him feel a little more at home.
“Can we hook up the hose, Uncle Chucky?” Ava batted her big brown eyes at him, the same way she did whenever she wanted to get her father to cave to her wants, “Please?”
Chucky would’ve said yes in a heartbeat, but he also knew it wasn’t his call. He looked over his shoulder and saw Creeper and Bishop both shaking their heads no. They knew how quickly the water situation would get out of control with the three of them. And, while Chucky didn’t like being the one to actually tell them no, he knew that he could soften the blow.
He motioned for the three of them to follow him, “Come with me.”
All of them looked curious, nosey as they followed Chucky back towards the clubhouse and up the steps. Creeper looked over to them, “Where you guys goin’?”
“Don’t worry about it,” Alex waved him off with a slick little grin.
Creeper was shaking his head as the door shut behind the crew of them and he turned to look over at Bishop, “See? Little devils, all of them.”
There were a few minutes of silence from inside the clubhouse. Silence from the kids either meant that they were asleep, or that they were getting into something. And Creeper knew that naps were out of the question with all of the excitement going on around them.
Standing up out of his chair, he was about to walk over to the door and peek in to see what they were getting into. Before he even took his first step, though, the door flung open again and all three of the kids came racing down the streps, popsicles in their hands. They were laughing, each of their faces already streak with different colored dyes based on the flavors they’d chosen. Creeper burst into laughter, shaking his head as they resumed chasing each other, only they were all moving just a little slower for the sake of saving their treats.
The door opened a second time, much slower than when Brandon had practically kicked it open moments before. Chucky emerged holding two popsicles in one hand, and one in the other. He held the hand with two out, silently prompting each of the men to take one for themselves.
“It’s very hot out,” Chucky commented when the men hesitated.
Bishop shrugged, not able to argue the point as he took one for himself, “Yea, it is.”
Creeper was still smiling and shaking his head, “Now those kids are never gonna stop.”
“Why not?” Chucky asked, popsicle halfway to his mouth.
Creeper held up the one he was holding, “These will keep them going. All the sugar,” he shrugged, “It’s fine. They’ll sleep good tonight.”
Chucky looked confused, “They’re sugar-free.”
Both men turned and looked at him, “What?”
He shrugged, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, “It’s better for them.”
Creeper laughed, nodding, “Thanks, Uncle Chucky.”
He smiled, nodding as he headed towards the steps to go back to the front office, “I accept that.”
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etchedstars · 10 months
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favorite thing ever is to go on goodreads and search up the names of books i hate to see if Everyone Else has the same opinion on it
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chika-nyan · 2 months
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Lies down. So much to do. No time to do. Con weekend………..
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goblinham · 2 months
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as a kid all i wanted to do was live here
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quettasecond · 5 months
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minecraft render distance is so funny. whats that
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