HELLO, MINNEAPOLIS!
Oh my blog, bean buns. I just had THEEEEE wildest dream.
Absolutely PACKED concert stadium. Beautiful night. Fans in a mood of adoration.
RADITZ. Glorious. So much hair. Front and center, singing with his whole entire goddamn chest, I can't even describe the genre, but Big-Big Kitty Man Boyfie apparently has a voice that's like Josh Groban and Meat Loaf just Raditzissimo-ed together, and everyone went BA-NANNER-ZZZZZ. Of course.
And then he got this look of absolute feline delight and counted off a zesty, "ONE-TWO-TRUNKS-NAPPA!!!" so they could start jamming. The fuck. OOOUUUUUTTT.
Raditz on lead guitar and vocals, Kid Trunks slamming on bass, Nappa absolutely ANNIHILATING everyone on drums. I think Chi-Chi showed up on keyboards at some point. And then the genre was "Journey x Meat Loaf," because "Saiyans x Meat Loaf" seems to be a headcanon sticking point for me. It just makes cultural sense.
Also, during intermission, Goku came out and sat on the Flying Nimbus and played some chill bamboo flute jams for everybody. I guess so they could catch their breath and reorganize their minds before getting ANNIHILATED with the absolute VIGOR of the second half.
And in the "lead man lies on stage and talks to the audience for a minute" part that you get from Green Day, Raditz went full panther and looked out at the crowd and purred, "Hey, babes... Guess what? ...You're... still...
Here."
in the most adoringly threatening way. Like, a tone of, "I really want to bite you, and YES, it is sexual. But also romantic." Because it was like... referring to the fact that both he and Nappa (and by extension Vegeta) had totally come to Earth with EXTREMELY ill intentions for all the folks in front of them tonight. But something beautiful had happened that transformed all three of them, and now there's a bond of... THIS. THIS RIGHT HERE. This beautiful moment between the two Saiyans up here and the THOUSANDS of you out there in front of us, celebrating how much we love each other. We love you as much or more than you love us, humans. Humanity. Earthlings. Earth. We love you. I want to bite you, and it's both sexual and romantic. I love you so much. Chomp-chomp.
NOW LET'S ROCK!!!
And they tore the fucking house down.
And then Raditz was like, "Aw-RIIIIIIGHTTT!!! GOOD NIGHT, MINNEAPOLIS!!!"
And this morning I woke up like, "...goddamn."
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Another one taken from Twitter! My first tablet vs current tablet :
19 yrs old / wacom bamboo fun
33 yrs old / Huion KAMVAS Pro 16'
I still have that Bamboo Fun btw, it's still working but I wouldn't trust it lol
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Pirate Captain Iskall Exploring the High Seas!
I had soooo much fun drawing the ship XD
Ref for the ship under cut vv
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get mortified, friend:
likes FOOD/cooking especially as a vehicle for care/community (Orrin, Scrap)
interested in MUSIC with subtheme of bringing people together/self-expression/affecting others' emotions (Waka arguably, Banadei, Scrap)
drawn to tricksters: humor/cleverness as the surface shine, but plenty of complexity underneath (Waka, Scrap)
also kinship with companion animals (Ehn), especially with them being sometimes more comprehensible than other people
moon??? feels like a relatively frequent theme? (Ehn's moon earring, Okami Moon Tribe/Kaguya?) but I'm not sure I can draw any meaning from that specifically, unless it's related a feeling of being "elsewhere"/removed from others/sense of loneliness...
(I'm cheating because we've explicitly talked about a lot of these as being your areas of interest, but those are the ones where I can point to your characters/writing/fandom stuff and go "yep, I can see it")
Imma let you in on a secret.
Come closer
Closer
The moon thing is purely because I just think the moon is neat
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I am literally the backbone of panthepack picsart. I am the only one to post stickers for them on there and there's 69 (lol) of them on there now!!! When they finally blow up, the fandom better be thanking me!!!
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He feels it, as his roughened fingers graze the alabaster undersides of her delicate wrists, that fluttering, racing pulse, beating, pumping, racing as a butterfly’s wings.
Deep in the night, there it is….her heart, her human heart, beating beneath his fingertips as his arms curl around her, seeking comfort from the cold as he embraces her delicate form.
Her warmth, her heart, a comfort when he seeks refuge from the horrors that play in the carnival of his mind, when she holds him close to her own chest, the softness of her sweet, sweet bosom, and that running little thump that reverberated within, so much faster than the tired, fractured flesh that beat within himself, flanked by lungs that had screamed with untold anguish, contained by ribs that still yet bore the cracks and cuts from wound upon wound, struck by sword and claw.
Her heart, the beating core of his darling Mei…it was…almost a rabbit’s heart, the way it skipped, the way it leapt, the way it fluttered…
Her little rabbit heart.
Mon petit coeur du lapin.
I already shared this with @bamboorocket but frick it, I have to post this because the Waka angst brainworms do be writhing and I am in shambles over here so thanks m8
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My newest painting, Bamboe Van De Zee (Bamboo of the sea). Listening to Golin when strunk certainly can be inspiring.
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