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shehzadi · 2 years

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stupidly pleased with how many circular letters there are in ouroboros

#love looking at it it just looks like ooooooo to me #m #ouroboros #hall of fame

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rtbyg · 4 months

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“that color looks good on you”

#ooooooo #you love fight club #fight club fanart #fight club #fanart #tyler durden #the narrator #soapshipping #edward norton #brad pitt

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ohno-the-sun · 8 months

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OoOooo opening up commissions! Exciting but also nerve wracking haha

All drawings will be fully rendered, color or black and white whatever you prefer. Feel free to specify what style you'd like, just try to make sure it is one I have done before in the past.

Down to do humans and robots but I'm so sorry I'm really bad at drawing furries 😭

Also no NSFW

If you are unsure about the background price feel free to DM me!

Please have a description or reference ready of the character you'd like. Price is per character minus background so if you want two torsos with a simple background it would be $30+$30+$5= $65

I accept payment via Kofi or Paypal

#sundrop #fnaf daycare attendant #moondrop #also kinda love how the commision sheet came out he looks so dapper #Its been a hot minute since I've done commissions and I'm probably gonna mess something up #reason why ive opened up so few slots #OooOOoo you want a commission from me so bad #jk jk #I know financial situation is not the best rn so if people feel like they cant get this rn that's alright #commission #my art

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wictin · 8 months

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Ok here I don't expect this to blow up or anything but I feel like the silly people of Tumblr would enjoy this redraw so . It reaches who it reaches ig

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assiraphales · 5 months

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To cheer up from that depressing ask, how about you read me gush at how:

1. Oda (yes it's him who made this) drew only Luffy & Zoro for this 2020 Gucci collab in Elle Men, &

2. When they're on the same pic, Luffy & Zoro are wearing matching left pinky rings ^^

https://www.reddit.com/r/OnePiece/s/VdtVxbk5L2 (ignore the haters in the comments lol- Luffy in shoes is commonplace in Oda's cover arts :p)

Post-timeskip Zoro in the green jacket + translucent shirt + accent + ripped jeans is my fave on him for how refreshing & unique the soft, patterned fabric is on the usually masc Zoro & for emphasizing how grunge & boyish he actually still can look at just 21 years old XD

& his brown coats are soo metro elegant & I can just picture the modern office/cityscape action movie he has this fit in, & I love the shinier pants he's in with the shorter black jacket + vest + cute n goofy cartoon brooch & lopsided collar- he looks like he's in a faux preppy rock band in that fit imo?? :D

while Luffy in low overalls + that overshirt + the thin floral scarf looks INCREDIBLE & is the daytime version of that glam photoshoot of Inãki in the sequin jacket somehow???

immediately blacked out at the sight of matching rings on their LEFT??? hands

#ooooooo but thank you!!!!! I love fashion so this is so cool!#zolu #one piece #roronoa zoro #monkey d luffy

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zooblenation · 7 months

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anon got me pondering the oc orb. more finished pieces of them that have not made it onto tumblr dot com yet.

#sigh.. i love them #ooooooo look 🌀🌀🌀#muppysocs #clown oc #jester oc #furry oc #furry art #oc design #oc:sol #oc:pandemonium

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mossmurdock · 6 months

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angel!satoru;

when you paint, you never hope for anything grand. the strokes of your brushes are already loaded with enough vision from the hopefuls flooding to you. prophets are poets, they're market vendors, students, butchers, and seamstresses; but you're only a painter. a painter with a hunched back and cracked fingers and no visions. a painter with enough love for religion to kill them, the kind that seeks out the ones touched by the sky and brings their visions to life just to be able to see Him again.

you get lucky this morning. this woman is glossy-eyed, charming, her grandfather was a martyr; she says an angel spoke to her. she says it was beautiful. you don't need her to tell you that.

white hair and six blue eyes, it's the same painting again. it's perfect and wonderful and you hand it to the woman easily. you like to think the angel would drink in and appreciate you're lack of greed and gluttony. how selfless of you, how kind, how pure of you to help these people in their journeys.

even if your nights are plagued by the smell of oil and varnish. even if you cry desperately, weeping nothing like the beautiful woman with the martyred grandfather, because you cannot stop yourself from trying to render the angel again. that white hair and those blue eyes; they never manage to look the same without the aid of someone else describing him: a never ending reminder.

could he see you now? at the end of your nightly delirium, does he laugh at your beaten state and find another prophet to send your way? satoru is saving the day to touch you himself in the lines of his perfect palms; for once patient in his need.

#OOOOOOO im unashamed of the fact that im patting myself on the back for this one #this concept is not fledged out at all but please tell me someone understands the vision i am having #i am in love with secretly and somewhat shamefully lustful religious artist reader #THEY MEAN SO MUCH TO ME #and god angel!satoru hes too powerful #should be a god but he isn't because he's him!! so close but too far when it gets to the parts that really matter #i love them both #moss writes #jjk x reader #satoru x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #satoru gojo x reader

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starryyourstruly · 11 months

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No bc Kaeya has to be hoyo’s favorite at this point. All signs point to FAVORTISM (same). The way he’s got some of the best lore out of any one else in this game. The way he’s such a dynamic character that so many people misjudge at first. The way they find ways to carefully craft him to look inconspicuous despite being EXTREMELY important to the main plot of the game as a whole. The way he’s the only one of the first 3 free characters (Lisa, Kaeya, Amber) to get a hangout quest. The way the old people of Mondstadt vote him as “best candidate for grandson in law”. And the most random mentions in any world quest/traveler voice lines?? Be so fr.

#ooooooo I bet hoyo is regretting not making Kaeya a 5 star with all of this free marketing they’re doing #I bet they’re soooo mad they aren’t charging us $40 for his new skin #They KNOW we love him and they KNOW we’ll pay for it but they’re letting us get it for free and I think that’s just lovely #kaeya #genshin impact #Genshin #kaeya alberich #i could go on and on about this man forever truly

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boojangs · 4 months

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You know, trust is like a mirror. You can fix it if it's broke, but you can still see the crack in that motherfucker's reflection.

--Me at this YMU Wenclair arc

#over and over I just hear those two fucking say that line #i love angst #trust in me when i tell you they'll make it #i'm not writing a million words to throw them all away #and ooooooo i am so excited for that final barrier to finally SMASH #i can't wait.#i get goosebumps thinking about it #god i love those two

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skyloftian-nutcase · 1 year

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The sky burned.

He had never seen anything quite like it. He had never tasted smoke and ash so heavily, smelled metal and blood mixing in a nauseating manner that nearly emptied his stomach. He'd never seen so many bodies. He'd never fought for more than twelve hours straight.

And he'd never seen the sky burn.

The bells in the temple rang repeatedly, a warning and a petition, a prayer and a guide. It punctuated the screams, it harmonized the ticking of lasers as they charged and fired, shooting through the air with such intensity that it created miniature claps of thunder as the heat separated the air harshly before it returned together with a snap.

And the sky burned.

Abel watched as the castle was engulfed in flames, filling the night air with sickly hues of red that drowned out the oncoming sunrise. They had fought all night to hold the guardians at bay to no avail. The capital had fallen. The king had fallen.

Hyrule had fallen.

He should have died in the castle alongside the king. When the library ceiling had collapsed in on all of them, that should have ended it. He should have died so the king could have lived.

Instead he was the only one who survived.

He shook his head, ridding himself of the distraction and despair. He may have failed his duty to the royal family, but the fight was not over. Hyrule hadn't fallen yet. Just the capital. There was still an entire country. He had failed the royal family, but he would not fail its people.

Barking orders at what remained of his troops, the captain of the royal guard corralled as many people out of the city as possible. When his men had found some semblance of organization, he ran back into the fray, ending up in the square with three guardians. One swiveled its head, its eye, once blue like a placid lake, was pinkish red, infected by the blood stained clouds that shot out of the castle. The other two were preoccupied, one destroying a building while the other killed the remaining civilians in the alley where it had cornered them.

Abel felt his blood freeze as the center guardian's laser focused on him, and then his entire body screamed in rage. He echoed it with a battle cry, charging ahead with his shield. He remembered his son's trick, he remembered seeing his little knight deflect a stray accidental blast so long ago.

He just had to time it right.

The guardian fired. His heart skipped a beat. He put the shield forward, shoving with all his might just as it made impact.

His arm shrieked in protest, and his entire body shuddered.

And the guardian's head melted as its own blast reflected back at it.

Gasping for air, Abel let his arm fall limp a moment, remembering how the pot lid Link had used had shattered into a thousand splinters, his arm broken from the maneuver. He remembered rushing to the princess' aid while internally panicking over his son.

But duty had always come first.

He prayed Link and the princess were safe.

Would they be able to stop this? Would the divine beasts be enough aid to halt an entire army, as well as the calamity itself? Would the princess be able to fulfill her destiny alongside his son?

Abel shook his head. Now wasn't the time. He was growing weary from fighting all evening and all night.

The other two guardians noticed their comrade had been destroyed and immediately started to charge towards the knight.

"Captain!"

Abel turned to see a handful of his soldiers coming to his aid. He asked, "The civilians?"

"The other team is helping to evacuate them," one of his men answered.

The temple's bells rang again and then were silenced by a terrifying crash of thunder. The guardians ripped the building apart piece by piece.

And the two in the plaza charged their lasers.

Electricity shot through Abel's veins. He couldn't deflect two blasts at once, and using his shield as his sole strategy was going to get everyone killed. His arm was already aching from fighting all night, and the one parry had nearly crippled him.

Abel roared and charged forward, trying to continue zigzagging back and forth so he wouldn't be an easy target. If he could make one fire on the other, then maybe--

One guardian charged faster than the other, its blast creating a cavernous hole in the earth, sending cobblestone flying, and Abel along with it. The captain of the guard landed in a heap just in front of the other guardian as it reached its peak charge.

Abel refused to die this easily. Getting a glimpse of the other guardian in his periphery, he rolled over cobblestone and broken weapons and bodies alike, slipping under the guardian entirely as the other fired, knocking its companion onto its side and exposing Abel once more.

With one guardian at least incapacitated, his men charged forward to chip away at it while Abel was left with the other. He ran towards it again, trying to get to its legs, knowing that if he hit it enough times he could at least damage them and slow the metal beast down. When it charged another blast, he cried out in warning to his fellow knights, who had finished off the other guardian, and they all scattered. Abel dove into an alley this time, fighting the jolt of horror as he landed atop the still body of a child.

The guardian's leg tore into the alley, trying to reach for Abel. When the knight scrambled away hastily, it reached another leg above the alley entirely, slowly tearing buildings apart to reach its prey. The child's bloodied form vanished in the debris that fell. Abel felt sick all over again, but the situation was far too immediate and dire to ponder everything he'd seen over the last twelve hours.

The buildings around him crumbled entirely, leaving him cornered against the wall of another alley, and he reached for a sword he no longer had, having lost it back in the plaza.

He was pinned and he knew it.

Looking around for the nearest weapon, he found a large tree branch that had somehow been blasted into the area from the nearest garden. He grabbed it desperately, glaring with all his hatred into that baleful pink eye.

He would die a knight of Hyrule. The Calamity would never take that from him.

There was a cry that tore through the air, a little hyah that made the knight's entire being nearly crumble with the instant recognition. A small figure dove from the nearest rooftop, sacred blade glowing so brightly it nearly blinded Abel. The figure landed on the guardian's body and sank the blade so deeply into the guardian's eye with such vehemence that when it collapsed he had to brace against it with his foot to pull the blade back out.

The sky burned around them, and the little knight's eyes burned even brighter.

"Link," Abel breathed, collapsing.

His son's fierce glare melted into worry as he rushed to the captain, falling to his knees to be at eye level and look him over. Hovering behind the guardian was another figure, a girl whose white dress was already stained with soot and soil and sweat.

The princess.

"Link, you--you have to leave," Abel immediately said, putting a hand on the teenager's shoulder. Link's eyes narrowed stubbornly, almost as if in defiance, and Abel shook his head, growing dizzier by the second. The mere sight of his boy made the world crash around him, the fight finally catching up to him. "L-listen to me. I--my men are gone, Link. The castle has--"

He looked beyond his son for a moment, watching the princess as she stared at him desperately.

"The king...?" she asked quietly, her words barely audible over the destruction all around them.

Abel swallowed. "He's gone, Your Highness. I'm... I'm so sorry."

Princess Zelda's face grew whiter than her dress. She covered her mouth quickly, eyes horrified at the news, and turned away. Abel watched her a moment longer, feeling all the worse for having failed in his duty to protect the king, and then returned his focus to the young knight in front of him.

"You have to get her out of here," he said quietly, his voice beginning to shake.

Link immediately shook his head. He looked up beyond Abel, up at the castle, where the Calamity itself swirled around like a demon ready to consume its prey.

"Link!" Abel snapped, catching his boy's attention. "Listen to me! The castle has fallen. My men can't fight an army of these guardians! The divine beasts have done nothing, and if the Calamity can corrupt our army, then there's no doubt they can corrupt the beasts as well."

Link swallowed, brow furrowing together. His boy, who had tried so desperately to always be so stoic, began to look afraid. He shook his head again.

Abel's hand slid from Link's shoulder to his face, making him focus on him. "Son... they're gone."

The Champions are gone. You have no support. Don't you understand? Don't you see this is impossible?

Link's lips trembled, and he bit harshly to still them.

"Get her out of here," Abel repeated. "You can't win this fight. Not here, not like this. Go to Fort Hateno, Link. We'll rally the troops there and figure something out."

It was more than just bad news and a command. It was hope, and Link latched on to the words, his face growing stony with determination. Abel pat his cheek lightly and gave what little bit of a smile that he could muster. "I'll meet you there, okay?"

His son watched him, his façade cracking a hair, his breath hitching for just a moment. Abel slid his hand behind his boy's head, pulling him close so their foreheads rested against each other, and they both closed their eyes for a moment. "Keep her safe. Do your duty, Link. Now, go."

The moment was lost, and Link pulled away. He took a slow, deep, steadying breath, and then nodded. With determination set on his face, he turned quickly, rushing to the princess and grabbing her by the wrist, pulling her away from Abel, away from the castle, away from city and the ruin and the disaster all around them. Zelda followed helplessly, tears staining her cheeks as she turned back to look one last time at her home, her kingdom, before they vanished around a corner.

Abel sat there on the cold stone floor a moment longer, catching his breath and readying himself. He offered up a prayer for his son and the princess, for Hyrule and its protection. Then he rose, dragging his feet out into the plaza and finding his weapon and shield he had dropped.

And he moved forward as the sky burned above.

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