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fauxbia · 1 year

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you've heard of rot/infection swap... what if we took it one step further

teehee wahoo

#rain world #hollow knight #hk ghost #hk hollow #ahuughuugh #that moment when...#i actually had this idea like forever ago but i just never posted it ...#hornet is an ancient in this hypothetical swap that just went “ascending is for fucking losers”#teehee wahoo.#you can tell which doodle i put a bit more effort into.#faux art

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ruthytwoshakes · 22 days

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I really like the idea that the Blu team sleeps together in one long bed like a pack of sardines, so what if the Red team slept in a family pile croods-style

Miss Pauling joins too when she needs some rest

Hey if you can, donate to people in Gaza today, anything helps. https://linktr.ee/fundsforgaza

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dellyphilla · 3 months

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Funny goat-bunny-cat lady enters a dream and finds a weird mutant goat baby causing chaos!

Honestly was really fun doing this style crossover practice, plus with the knowledge that both Corn Kidz and Pseudoregalia feature goat people with dream powers. why not!

#corn kidz 64 #seve #pseudoregalia fanart #pseudoregalia #sybil #fanart #goat #cat #bunny #funny crossover #honestly surprised no one did this yet so I DID ANYWAY WAHOO #and yes #more is coming soon teehee

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eru-iru · 8 months

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花が揺れている

#guilty gear #bedman #ギルティギア #ベッドマン #happy bedman anniversary for me ive been brainrotting and drawing him for a year now wahoo #i still have many things i wanna draw of him ehehe #my little meow meow #my blorbo #delilah cameo at the top teehee #iruiruart

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artbyfuji · 1 year

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Lyric Session [ for @sracha‘s strqrock au !! ]

#rosebird #raven branwen #summer rose #my art #collective #dont panic guys butttt #first rosebird art of the yearrrrr wahoo #nothing better than writing songs together surrounded by your silly house plants #that was the pitch i gave to the council of monkeys in my brain that control my every move and they cheered #what do you think the song summer is writing is about???#i asked her if it was about raven and she just looked at me smiled & said 'teehee' and then walked away #none of my business i guess #anyways #if u read my tags this far #everyone please consider following them they have amazing art & cool rosebird AUs too if youre into that

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pilotduty · 5 months

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now and for always ; a perpetual rise

#hi i love this song by ghost and it finally got an official release and its soooo gerard coded #and woah mcr art for the first time in centuries wahoo #i love himb #i lowkey forgot i can post Whatever I Want on here :P #gerard way #mcr #mcr fanart #my stuff #this started as a rlly cool doodle in my sketchbook that i was actually just gonna color and post as it was but i got. carried away. teehee

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mxizzy · 1 month

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It has been exactly one month since i started hrt

It is today, Monday the 25th of March, that I have achieved the beginning stages of:

:3 yippee

#:3 #trans #yay #yayayay #can i get a wahoo #:3c teehee #196 #:3c #enby #yippee

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its-paperd · 8 months

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HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY, MALAYSIA!! [ 31ST AUGUST ]

#✨scribbled paper'd #WAHOO SPINS SPINS SPINS #ITS THE DAY!! ITS THE DAY!! I'M SO HAPPY FOR MY COUNTRY!!! YIPPEE YIPPEE #malaysia #merdeka #malaysia madani #artists on tumblr #if you see this then i've probably posted this on the date teehees

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honkowo · 11 months

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revamped a few things regarding gut stuff + a taste of angels' fuckass technology heehee ^^

angels have a completely liquid brain thats contained in a thin membrane, supported by a sheet of cartilage thats absolutely PACKED with nerve endings. having a liquid brain allows them to take a lot more damage to the head without fear of brain damage. theyre fucked if their skull gets pierced however, as once air gets in their skull, the membrane will pop and send brain soup everywhere. luckily for them though, their skulls are both thick as hell AND have a layer of fat and muscle to pierce through first.

their sails can fold down now, as well as their front teeth now being able to move similarly to a parrot beak(LOOK UP PARROT SKULLS THEYRE FUCKIN WILD) allowing them to grip onto prey better. angels eat rocks in order to strengthen their bones so i changed up the coloration of their bones to reflect that. depending on what minerals they eat, angel bones can vary in colour as the colour of the original rock gets mixed in with the original calcite bones. old angels will also eat gemstones and other sparkly minerals so that when they die, their bones(mainly the skull) will be extra sparkly for funerary reasons. some angels will eat gemstones regardless of age just because they like the idea of their bones being extra pretty, even if no one can/will see them.

ever since angels figured out how to harness the processing power of their liquid brains, theyve been using it in almost all technology ever since.

rather than writing things down, angels will use this liquid to store information in a computer-like fashion, and by sending off specific signals into it they can program the liquid to do just about anything. depending on the amount used, these "brains" can record and store memories, open doors, pilot ships, and even replicate and store whole entire people! as long as they have a constant stream of nutrients and regular monitoring, these brains can live almost indefinetley. in order to activate/talk to it, you must be touching any exposed part of the membrane. the tech may not work correctly with other aliens however, due to it being so closely connected to angel biology.

brains that have a consiousness integrated into it are called BUIs(bio-unital intelligence), and are the angels' equivalent to sentient AIs. not gonna go too much into detail about them now since i wanna make a separate post on them, but theyre often created to do more complicated tasks, such as governing highly populated ships and running ground settlements, but theyre also made when an angel's body has been life-threateningly damaged and they dont want to die just yet. this is only done if said nearly-dead angel agrees to it beforehand, as the integration is both painful AND permanent. BUIs dont need to be touched directly to function, and will perform tasks independently of other angels.

gif stills under the cut like usual :3

#AUUUUGH ive been wanting to do a big post again but the cold has been absolutely BEATING my ass whadda hell #owo whats this #angel tag!!! wahoo #speculative biology #spec bio #guts tag for guts stuff yippee #xenobiology #uhh i think thats it lol #yeah turns out coming up with unique ways of intepreting organs is kind of difficult when youve only got google at ur disposal so dont-#-expect my bullshit science to make sense teehee #felt bad about not adding any blockable tags for stuff so im gonna go through my art stuff and tag the more gorey stuff #might redraw the full skeleton but not much will really change aside from some minor differences so maybe later

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h0ney-bee · 1 year

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Experimental with my h h hubbie

#teehee #love him #luigi #Nintendo #my art #art #green #Uhuh #super mario bros #super mario #smb fanart #smb luigi #smb #wahoo

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spinchip · 1 year

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NEVER THE DARK

Read it here on Ao3

Years after Aspheeras defeat and Zane's death by her hand, the Ninja must face the rise of a new and powerful villain with a team unbalanced… but when they are forced into the Realm of Madness, they will discover the past is not what it seems. What is lost must be found, Ninjagos fate rests on it.

Or: What could have happened if Wu had gone to the Never Realm instead of the ninja?

PROLOGUE

The portal behind him is grandiose and demands attention, but when Wu arrives back in Ninjago, he is alone. A warm welcome does not await his absence and he does not expect it, stepping back onto grass and mud with the gravity of a priest at the podium of a funeral. Or, perhaps, with the slumped shoulders of a judge who is not certain his sentence was just. He crosses over from bone deep chill into warm spring rains, the blue-white of his fingertips burn from the beginnings of summer air but he pays it no heed, caring only that his frozen joints move enough to unlatch the gate so he can make his way inside. Home brings him no comfort, really, not when the empty spaces within it are a monument to his failure and his loss.

The courtyard dirt is insulated with a layer of long-dead leaves that are too wet to crunch beneath his sandals, the ugly squelch of damp compost announcing his presence to those with a keen ear. His mouth is dry and he craves mint tea in a way that aches, the pack of brew leaves in his bag sitting untouched- he was saving it for when he found him. He’d always meant to share it, but he’d never gotten the chance.

Nothing could have prepared him for the Never Realm.

He feels foolish and small coming back empty handed. The absence at his side feels like a broken rib brutally apparent, each breath a see-saw of misaligned bone. He had felt the unkindness of grief before, had been audience to his brothers dance with death too many times, had seen Morro walk out of the monastery and known he’d never return- but this loss tangles its claws in his guts and tears them all out, hollowing out his insides and letting in a terrible and cold draft. It had been so unfair. The Ice Emperor had stared down at him with eyes as brilliant and blue as the morning sky, and without a hint of kindness or recognition. So foreign and wrong that Wu had known before the man had spoken that Zane was gone and an imposter wore his face.

The door to the monastery flys open and Wu looks up, heart leaping into his throat. Lloyd stands in the doorway, hair tangled and greasy and deep purple bags beneath his eyes. He looks so furious that he's choking on it, face flushed and eyes watering as his pajamas flutter in the delicate night's breeze. He’s haloed by the warm lights of the monastery around him, turned black and gold and sharp edged.

“Wu,” He breathes, and then something in him snaps as he hisses, “Where have you been?”

He storms down the stairs and steps into the rain and pays no heed to the way his hair slicks down to his forehead and clings to the nape of his neck, “Where were you?” He demands again, marching up into his face.

Wu’s tongue feels heavy and thick in his mouth. He can’t reply, staring at Lloyd sadly.

Lloyd grabs the front of his cloak and hauls him closer, “Where were you!?” He howls against the wind, “We- we needed you! I needed you!” The rage burns through Lloyd too fast, sleepless nights leaving him boneless as anger turns into soul-crushing grief. The grip on Wus' robe becomes desperate and Lloyd huddles into his chest, knees shaking as rainwater mixes with tears, “You left, and I needed you! Master Wu!”

His tongue unsticks from the roof of his mouth, “I’m sorry.” He says, the weight of it far heavier than Lloyd will ever understand, “I’m here now, I’m sorry.” He can't find the strength to support him in this moment and follows Lloyd to the dirt when the boy’s knees buckle. Wrapping him up in his arms, carding his fingers through Lloyds hair- it feels so insignificant, so meaningless after what he’d done. He’ll spend the rest of his life making up for this- for coming home without Zane.

Lloyd sobs, beating a fist against his chest. “Where did you go?” He asks, leaning back and gripping Wus shoulders hard enough to bruise, searching his face for an answer. Wu closes his eyes and turns his face away from Lloyd, overwhelmed by his guilt and his grief. If Lloyd looked into his eyes Wu knows he would understand exactly what he had done. He would know all of his shortcomings. He would hate him.

“I’m here now. It’s okay.” Wu repeats, rainwater catching on the corner of his lips. “I’m sorry.” He pulls Lloyd in now, wrapping him up in his arms and so grateful Lloyd allows him to.

He won’t tell them. It’s better this way, that they don’t know- Zane could live in their memories as a hero, as a friend, as a good man. Wu will take this to his grave for Zane. To respect his memory, to protect the reputation of his child in everything but blood.

Wu hugs Lloyd tighter and it thunders above them, “It’ll be okay.” He promises, gathering him up and steadying the shake of his hands. Lloyd doesn’t comment on the chill of his fingertips, allowing his uncle to comfort him. Wu remembers suddenly that the last time they’d lost Zane, Garmadon had been there to hold Lloyd through the grief. Wu hadn’t just failed Zane, he’d failed Lloyd and the others too. His heart is crushed under the weight of it all. He feels like a child again, his Fathers disappointment echoing around him in every one of his choices.

Lloyd pulls away first and any tears on his face are camouflaged by the rain, “Come on, Uncle Wu.” He says, his voice brimming with a bone-deep exhaustion that Wu felt on a spiritual level. Standing up, Lloyd brings Wu to his feet with him. The stress of the past week catches up with Wu, and he feels old and feeble as Lloyd guides them out of the rain.

The rain cuts abruptly short as Kai materializes in the storm, holding an umbrella he’d brought out to help them avoid becoming completely soaked through. The others are still here, no one's run yet. Grief hasn’t split them into pieces like it had before.

He feels like he’s drowning, unable to tip his head back enough for air. He’s exhausted and gutted and terribly heartbroken. They get inside, and silently they walk the hall to Wus' door.

A hand lands on his shoulder and he jolts, looking over into deep gold eyes. Kai’s face is drawn and shuttered and he’s dressed in a sleep-robe and pajama pants, the umbrella dripping water in one hand, “Welcome home, Wu.” Kai looks a lot like Lloyd, greasy and unkempt and lost, “You should get some rest.” he says, seemingly a decade older than the last time Wu had seen him. Grief and pain maturing the hope out of his eyes.

“C’mon, Lloyd. It’s too late to have this conversation.” Kai says softly, tugging on the blonde's wrist.

Lloyd glances back at Wu, stares at him for a long moment as if to reassure himself that he’s really there- he’s really home. He hadn’t lost anyone else. “We’ll talk in the morning.” He promises Wu, “Goodnight, Uncle. I’m glad you’re back.” He hugs him again, so suddenly Wu barely has time to reciprocate before Lloyd is already pulling away.

“Goodnight, boys.” He tries, a thick awkwardness tied to his words. He wonders if he’s any better off than they are- or if, when he looks in the mirror, he’ll see the same lost expression on his face too.

They walk away.

Things will never be the same again.

Wu tosses and turns all night.

#Ninjago #ninjago never the dark #ninjago au #lloyd garmadon #wu garmadon #kai ninjago #ns11 #grief #spinchip fic #angst #teehee!!!!!!!!! wahoo!!!!!!!!!!!

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wowitsverycool · 2 months

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ah. i'm in the incomprehensible mind static stage of obsession.