#originalish

[gunk404]

I'm joking, I'm joking.

i already did

Also resonating ringing refrence

(album that isnt even out)

OH FUCK OFF

THIS GOES HARD AF!

ok valid but still fuck you

#lemon demon #neil cicierega #originalish #cover #music #spirit phone #touch tone telephone #resonating ringing

[kksparks]

Heeeeeyyyy…

Soooo… If I made a blog where I showcase and talk about my ideas for a Legend Warriors spin-off that focuses on:

- a Transformers universe where it’s different characters from different continuities, and new ones originally made by me

- New and classic bots in my art style/based on existing ones to pay homage in a sense

- a spin-off idea that expands on techno-organic humans and Terrans (the latter may change because of season 2 hopefully coming this year)

Along with:

- My personal thoughts and opinions on certain aspects on the things in Transformers

- Honest reviews of the shows I had seen

#tumblr polls #my polls #transformers #original concepts #plz vote #original continuity #originalish #oc

[hiccuppop]

Some drawings I have pileup while either working or painting other stuff?? I have more I just don’t like them as much this are the ones I like :)

#undertale #undertale fanart #chara #chara dreemurr #frisk #frisk undertale #monster chara #monster frisk #my art #kiti art zone #the first one is a more originalish ver of my chara #like this is them when they fell down #the other one is just sleepy frisk #the child didint sleep much in journey they gotta be tired #and the other one is just funny creatures #they friends :) #also the hello stranger is a resident evil reference #if you know you know #;D

[dateamonster]

to clarify it was about video game roleplay minecraft

i dont rly understand what that means but im glad ur having fun !

#ask #from context im guessing like rping an originalish story but using a minecraft server as like the base?

[spatau]

im fucking thinking sooo many thoughts

#IM ACTUALLY HAVING.... ORIGINALISH THOUGHTS AND NOT JUST........... CONTRIBUTING A SMALL AMOUNT TO AN ALREADY THOUGHT IDEA... #this is so aweosme #speaking

[roguetelepaths]

So, if I wrote a Changeling species transition fic— I wouldn't necessarily say TF, as it's emphatically not a sex thing, but you know what I mean— that's not necessarily set in the Star Trek universe but that does kind of yoink Changelings/the Dominion out of that universe and into a kind of originalish one where things like species transition of this kind is more possible— would people be interested in that

I am mostly asking because I made a post a while ago about "HRT that turns you into a sentient puddle" and lowkey want to explore that concept further because it fascinates me

[ninebaalart]

Egg Machine

this was very clearly inspired by Scarab's crystal multi-tool but at the time my other girlfriend had not seen Fionna and Cake and was very much intending to, so I turned the concept of the eggs into an originalish device.

#eggs #art #props #machine #pixel aesthetic

[zoegotmods]

South park sketches, originalish style vs my style

Close ups of each under the cut

#art #sketches #sketch #south park #fanart #my art #stan marsh #kyle broflovski #eric cartman #kenny mccormick #butters stotch #tolkien black #ike broflovski #tweek tweak #me not knowing how to format lol #don't mind me

[tabletop-nightmare]

i want to make an original piano piece (or originalish i kinda wanna splice some pieces together) for sol cause shes a piano player

time to relearn music n shit lmao

#its so fucking nerdy jesus #red rambles

[blindmartialarts]

(Don't mind this. I'm bored.)

(Proportions, arms, shading and hair are whacky but in trying my best!)

(Do not mentioned the head shape. It's whacky too."

#ooc #Drawing #still learning #originalish

[fyrrchrn]

Billie Eilish.

#billie eilish #wow #my art #ok #ppl #art #billie eilish art #originalish #hey #don’t smile at me

[comicutie]

T’Shel’s First Day

here’s a little thing I’ve been working on. It takes place in the star trek AOS universe not long after Into Darkness.

                 T’Shel Selah sat on the edge of her, lost in thought. Her sharp, brown eyes, drifting and unfocused, long black hair, braided and tightly coiled, out of her way. As her eyes slowly moved across the bare shelfs and blank walls and few standard issue comforts that filled the space, she felt a pang of nostalgia for her old apartment at sci-ops with its colorful walls and large windows facing the sun. She was excited for her new assignment, of course, thrilled about finally going into space, but still, this was her first post on a star ship and she was a bit nervous. She reached up and ran a hand over the tips of her ears, a nervous habit she retained from childhood. She glanced at the clock before drifting away into her thoughts again. She still had a few minutes until she had to report to the bridge for her first shift as science officer aboard the USS Aarushi under the command of Admiral T’Peira. She had been reassigned from sci-ops not long ago, the whole transfer had been very fast and it had her slightly off balance. What with the recent destruction of Vulcan she had had to make some choices, she felt a little guilt at them, but she just couldn’t go to New Vulcan, she just couldn’t. She had been offered an early discharge so she could help with the repopulation efforts, but she had turned down that offer. Her talents were better suited to scientific inquiry than child rearing. Space and its mysteries had stolen her heart as a child and it still owned her soul. It was also a logical career path so she could justify her path to both sides of herself. She had chosen Starfleet. But still there was human guilt for her choice that would have followed her either decision. Sometimes, she wished she had learned the depth of emotional control of those raised on Vulcan. The

               T’Shel was the only half Vulcan assigned to the Aarushi and after they completed their assignment of escorting their Vulcan guests to New Vulcan, there wouldn’t be anyone else who shared that part of her. No one else who shared that part of her heritage. She would be alone, as she always was. What was the old earth saying, “too foreign for home, too foreign for here, never enough for both” With a long sigh she settled into meditation, suppressing the guilt and homesickness and nerves and excitement and all the other emotions she was dealing with, and applying a mask of Vulcan composure that the crew would expect from her. The struggle of being, of expectations and the weight of it all was heavy. She closed her eyes, and try as she could, she couldn’t push away the images, the memories that cropped up every time she closed her eyes. Every single time her eyes closed lately she saw the same thing.

The large viewing screen in sci-ops, everyone standing in shock and horror or desperately working to try and find some impossible solution to the destruction being witnessed. The starships that were still around Vulcan were streaming back the images as the planet crumbled, they were beaming up as many Vulcans as they could. A small group of Vulcans ran onto a corner of the screen right near a new cliff created by the crumbling planet, the crowd crumbling as they ran trying to be seen, to be beamed aboard a starship. She froze in the middle of her calculations staring in horror as most of the group got beamed aboard some ship, but one man just missed it, and as he fell, a gut-wrenching scream echoed around. Her father fell into the void of the collapsing planet and she could do nothing. She could do nothing.

T’Shel jolted, taking a breath as she oriented herself in her room. It had been months since she had lost her father and yet that image, that moment as she watched him fall was still as fresh in her mind as the day it had happened. She glanced over to the clock again, just a few more minutes. She stood and stretched, rubbing her face to get rid of the tears. She stepped to the desk and picked up her gloves. She had taken to wearing them when her father had helped her learn to control her telepathy. Humans and some other species tended to use touch to connect with other people. Gloves helped her to fit in without unwanted mental connections. She brushed her cheeks one more time, took a deep breath and pulled herself together, pushing all the heavy emotions back to be dealt with later. She took another breath, making sure that her mask of composer was fully in place, tugged on her gloves, stepped out her door and headed to the turbolift to the bridge for her first shift aboard the USS Aarushi.

               “Admiral on the bridge” came the call from command, as Admiral T’Peira stepped into view. T’Shel quickly turned from the viewport and saluted her new commanding officer. As the admiral took her seat, T’Shel turned back and stared at the small blue ball that was her home planet. They could still see it from the space dock. Most of the crew was gathered on the bridge, well, everyone who could make an excuse for being there, T’Shel remembered from her trips to Vulcan that the view on takeoff was always best from the bridge. From behind her, T’Shel heard the admiral checking in with her first officer and making sure that everyone was aboard. As everything was apparently secure, the admiral directed the pilot, “Clawson” T’Shel noted, to take them out. Earth shrank behind them too quickly and soon the planet was just a tiny marble in the vastness of space. “I believe the show’s over folks.” Stated the admiral, she directed the ship to warp as the crew dispersed back to their assigned places. T’Shel retreated to the science station and began getting used to the programs and systems on the ship. She also brought up the ships roster and started matching faces and names. She might as well be familiar with the members of alpha shift who she’d be working with on the bridge. She also tried to memorize voices as the crew called to each other and chatted while they worked. Most of them seemed to know each other. This was clearly a crew that had been together for a while.

               Everything was normal or at least seemed normal. What was normal at sci-ops wasn’t necessarily normal on a starship, but everything seemed to be fine. So why then, T’Shel wondered, was she so jittery. There was a nagging in the back of her mind, something distracting that she couldn’t quite pinpoint. She brushed it off and continued her work. As they neared New Vulcan, a short trip. When something broke through to her mind, a single thought, shouted to her across space “Go”, the thought didn’t even have time to fade before something immensely powerful hit the ship. T’Shel flew across the bridge slamming into one of the communication stations, her vision blurred as her head struck the edge, and a pain fueled fog spread through her head. The Admiral’s voice rang through the haze and the pain “Bridge! Report” T’Shel tried to reach up and access the communications, but her arm wouldn’t move and before she could reach around with her other hand, the inertial dampeners kicked in, throwing the already disoriented crew around and breaking some of the equipment, T’Shel felt her arm rip open as pain exploded across her chest, she was bleeding and injured in multiple places, a concussion, probably some broken bones. She needed to figure out what had happened or they’d probably get hit again. Her job right now was to prevent that. She started crawling across the bridge back to the science station. Everything hurt, moving her arm was difficult and she couldn’t stand on her own, she could barely leverage herself enough to get to her computers. She may be injured, but securing the ship and making sure they weren’t hit again was the priority. She began sweeping the area for lifeforms, ships, anomalies, anything that could have even theoretically cause a powerful enough blast to hit the ship as it did. Behind her, she could vaguely hear one of the ensigns, Quentin, she thought, reporting back to the admiral, “We have no idea what it was or where it came from. Science is working on it.”

               “I’m on my way” came the quick reply. T’Shel continued working as quickly as she could. Nothing was showing up, but there was little that T’Shel enjoyed more than a challenge. The pain faded a bit as the work distracted her. The admiral arrived on the bridge and began getting reports. At the call, T’Shel twitched an ear back a bit, listening to what was being said. Communications had received a signal that said “Go” just before they’d been hit. The same word that T’Shel had heard before impact. Whatever it was, it had the capacity to send both telepathic messages and communication signals. It could have been from a secondary source or by the source of the initial impact. Either way, it was more information than they had had a moment before. T’Shel mentally prepared a report as the Admiral started handing out orders, taking them away at warp 3 and heading back around to New Vulcan. And dispatching medical down to engineering, one of the engineers, Gnorts was down.  She hadn’t had a chance to meet him yet, but based on the bridge crew’s reaction to the statement, he was clearly important to this crew. She would figure out what had happened, for this Gnorts, for the crew she barely knew, for science. This was not a problem, it was a puzzle and she would solve it. Her first day on the Aarushi and it was already a terrifying, strange, adventure.

#story #long post #star trek #originalish

[zeonsart]

Happy Day 21 of Pride! Today’s character is Byleth from Fire Emblem Three Houses! Byleth is canonically queer. I hc that they are Nonbinary and Pansexual! I tried to do a version of their character design that was more gnc than either of the in game options 💛

-ZeonsArt

#fe3h #fire emblem #fire emblem three houses #fe3h byleth #Byleth #Zeonsart #canon nonbinary character #pan representation #nonbinary representation #representation matters #zeonsart #my art #originalish art #gnc Byleth #byleth eisner

[dilfdyke]

thoschei s12 + onion headlines

#im back w originalish content after not making any for approximately 2 years #doctor who #dw #thoschei #spydoc #thirteenth doctor #dhawan!master #jodie whittaker #sacha dhawan

[non-binary-laurie-strode]

Some of these songs are just vibes that play around with the original song and some of them are like meaty pseudo-duet reimaginings with legit rearrangements.

#like stupid love and 1000 doves are vibe songs #but free woman? sour candy? replay? all are like originalish songs

[morse-----coder]

Donuts

Peter, curled in a ball in Tony’s lab: - .... . / ..-. . . .-.. .. -. --. / .-- .... . -. / -.-- --- ..- / .-. . --. .-. . - / -... .- -.. / - .... .. -. --. ... .-.-.-

Tony: .-- .... .- - .----. ... / ..- .--. --..-- / -.- .. -.. ..--..

Steve, from somewhere else in the tower: .-- .... --- / .- - . / - .... . / .-.. .- ... - / .-. . -.. --..-- / .-- .... .. - . --..-- / .- -. -.. / -... .-.. ..- . / ... .--. .-. .. -. -.- .-.. . -.. / -.. --- -. ..- - ..--.. -.-.--

Peter: *whimpers*

Peter, curled in a ball in Tony’s lab: The feeling when you regret something bad.

Tony: What’s up, Kid?

Steve, from somewhere else in the tower: WHO ATE THE LAST RED, WHITE, AND BLUE SPRINKLED DONUT?!

Peter: *whimpers*

______

Has any seen how funny this damn video is?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ICbjY07BEIg

It’s everything honestly.

#Source: originalish #Superfamily #Steve Rogers #Steven Rogers #captain america #tony stark #ironman #iron man #peter parker #spiderman #spider-man #steve and tony #tony stark and steve rogers #tony and peter #TONY STARK AND PETER PARKER #peter and steve #peter parker and steve rogers #The Avengers #marvel #incorrect quotes #incorrect spiderman quotes #incorrect marvel quotes #incorrect captain america #incorrect ironman quotes