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¿Algo de valiente x filosofo♡?

Porfii

Y ¿como estas? :)

Estoy bien, gracias,,, askjfbkjdgbf

#hehe Brutsy #reblog #not my art

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Blue 💙 Frogs are my no.1 animal but I have so many random second favourites fjdhdk and hazelnut and praline! (Though ive only had it twice it’s sort of hard to get that exact combo I usually have to get chocolate or something adjacent. Also my local Spar did this amazzzzing peanut butter ice cream)

A person's favorite color, favorite animal, and favorite flavor of ice cream can say a lot about them when considering the answers as a whole. Some prime examples I've heard are:

~ Silver, Artic Wolf, and Mint Chocolate Chip.

~ Pink/Yellow, Putu Bird, and Cotton Candy.

~ Light Brown, Tree Kangaroo, and Rum Raisin.

~ Green, Pig, and Cookie Dough.

Mine are:

~ Burgundy, Fox, and Moose Tracks.

Tag some friends and get a sense of who they are! :)

@notable-bumblr @persistentchaos @enterfandomreference @valerietompson @paper-crowns-and-tiaras @ironxprince @acecuddle @angst-dealer @hey-you-i-just

#idk who’s lef to tag FJDHD

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Gurls night with ur ancient uncle to do self care and talk about boys (that joke was funnier in my head, sorry)

Archie (c) The Smurfs

Vitriolic, Skelly, Rover and Precocious are mine

#the smurfs #smurfs #BFM oc: Skelly #BFM ng: Vitriolic #I forgor they were related lol

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'Subtle' was not a word anyone would use to describe Tuffy when it came to his crushes, and yet neither was confident. In fact, as Marco HAD described it at first, he was more like a puppy - would follow you around with those big sad eyes and whine for attention without you knowing which one of the several possibilities he was asking for. It was sweet at first, in a sort of 'does your mama know that you're out' kind of way, but Marco thought Tuffy would get bored sooner or later and bog off.

He did not.

Marco was bemused. There were plenty of young men in the village that were available and possibly more suitable to Tuffy's needs. Marco was a slightly older, salty ex-navy seadog with only good eye ever since 'the incident'. Still, it was a constant in his life, something he'd sorely been missing during his adventures at sea. But there was something endearing about it. Perhaps if Tuffy had been more assertive it would have been obsessive or clingy, but the way he went about his highkey admiration was sort of cute, at least to Marco, who was far too used to temporary flings at ports he no longer remembered the name of. He figured he could entertain Tuffy, at least for now…

Hozier - Too Sweet (Official Lyric Video) (youtube.com)

Marco and Tuffy (c) The Smurfs

#the smurfs #smurfs #MarcoxTuffy #Marco Smurf #Tuffy Smurf #my art #hozier #too sweet

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Okie here's a quick ye old Marco ancestor for tonight.

Leader of ancient Navy Smurfs, who were mostly bands of nautical smurfs assigned to prevent pirating on the seas, which included both pirate smurfs and other species, to make sure supplies got to their intended destinations. Often hired by merchants for that exact reason, Admiral had been doing this job for years and took no shit when it came to piracy.

Rival to Captain Bluebeard and his crew, never quiteee caught them. Bluebeard was a cunning and, to be fair, younger man during the peak of their face offs. Admiral lead a thoroughly successful pirate hunting career in all other aspects, Bluebeard's crew tended to be the ones that got away,

Also I lightheartedly reference Tuffy being related to pirates in lou of Marco being a navy descendant/ having personal beef w/ the pepper pirates but remember that Tuffy is a descendant of Skelly's sister, not Swashbuckler himself so the tie is incredibly loose. Unless Swashbuckler's nibling became a pirate. Who knows. Bluebeard's descendant is SmurfStorm but Marco and Storm have no issues.

#smurfs #the smurfs #pirate BV

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A roaring, rushing sound. A warm, pleasant place, lingering for only a few moments and then ... cold. Darkness. Silence.

Then a low hum, slowly increasing in volume and clarity and he could see a hooded figure above him, as well as the inside of a complex stony cave.

"It worked ... can you hear me? Can you remember anything?"

"Rrrr" The confused reply came.

"Hm" The hooded figure took a small book out of a satchel tied about his waist and began taking notes, talking aloud to himself as he did so. "Day 1 - experiment seems to be a success. The skeleton is alive. Unclear how much - if any - memory it has. Unclear if it understands speech"

The hooded figure slipped the notebook back into his satchel and turned to face the rather confused figure lying where he'd left him.

"Listen skeleton, I am Necromancer Smurf. I have restored you. In return, you are to help me with my experiments. Do you understand speech?"

The skeleton's glowing yellow eyes blinked and he made a guttural noise from the glow about his throat.

Disappointing, Necromancer thought. Here he was accomplishing the forbidden arts and yet his first step would be to train his creation like a toddler. Still, the process of revival had sapped much of his strength, and this may be the time needed to restore it. After all, such greatness couldn't be rushed.

***

Sorcerer carefully descended into the cave, running a hand along the rocky wall for guidance. The old diaries he'd found from a Necromancer Smurf many centuries ago seemed to have implied he left the village for this very island. And perhaps this island held the next set of clues about the achievements he made in life. As morally questionable as he was, Necromancer had to have been a fascinating man, and if any of his findings were useful to the Smurfs then Sorcerer found it made sense to bring those discoveries back for examination.

At the end of the cave, Sorcerer brushed aside a piece of fabric that was hung like a curtain and held his torch aloft. Jackpot. Piles of old books, papers, rudimentary carved desks. Jars of bones and items of unidentifiable origins. Sorcerer made his way to one of the books and picked it up.

"Hm, that's strange. None of these books are dusty .."

Actually, the whole cave was rather clean. Suspiciously so, considering Necromancer had already been an older Smurf a couple of generations before. Perhaps it was something magical in the cave. Sorcerer flipped to a random page in the middle of the notebook he was holding and began to read.

"It grows weaker by the day, I fear my creation will not last much longer on small sacrifices alone. If it is to fail, then I am to commit the ultimate sacrifice. I am an old and weak Smurf now, and I refuse to let my accomplishments go in vain. I will sooner defy Death before I ever meet them in their kingdom."

Well that was ominous. What an earth was Necromancer's creation, let alone the ‘ultimate sacrifice’. Maybe one of the other books had the answer. Sorcerer was reaching for another one when a voice startled him.

“Hey! You there – oh my Smurf, you’re a Smurf!”

Sorcerer whipped around, knowing it couldn’t possibly be Necromancer himself - even Smurfs don’t live that long. But when the light of the torch fell upon the figure, Sorcerer wished it had been.

If it wasn’t for sheer shock keeping him rooted to the spot in sheer terror, Sorcerer might have fainted then and there. It was impossible. It was shocking. It was … amazing how this pile of bones was talking to him right now. A tall, skeletal figure with hollow sockets and glowing golden pupils loomed over him. Well partly skeletal. Sorcerer couldn’t help but notice the blue skin that still clung to some of his form. Had this … creature been a Smurf? “N-Necromancer?” Sorcerer croaked out quietly once he’d gotten over his initial shock.

“Necr- no no silly that was my old master, he’s long gone if you’re looking for that guy. But hey you’re a Smurf! And I don’t get many visitors – well some guys come to the island every few years or so but they always seem to run away for some reason, you must be different!”

The creature held out a bony hand in what looked like a friendly enough gesture.

“I’m Skeleton Smurf. Friends would call me Skelly - if I had any, actually that’s mostly what I call myself. I have to talk to myself here, I’d go CRAZY if I didn’t, do you have any idea how long I’ve been here? No me neither. A long time. Anyway it’s great to see another Smurf after so long!”

Sorcerer had stopped listening half way through because his mind and heart were racing with anticipation. He’d set out to bring books back to the village. He had no idea what Papa would have to say about this discovery.

***

“How do – erm hi, sorry”

Skelly turned his head. A shorter Smurf wearing beige that he’d not seen before was standing just behind him, fiddling nervously with the strap of his shoulder bag. He was very clearly addressing Skelly, but seemed nervous about his approach.

Since coming to the village a few weeks ago most Smurfs except Sorcerer and Papa had avoided him like the plague, so this was new. Skelly’s curiosity was peaked even before the stranger began speaking again.

“T’is awkward … err well when a’ heard Sorcerer had brought back a skeleton a while ago a was curious y’see, a just didn’t realise it t’were a er, well um…”

“Living one?” Skelly grinned, now turning to face the Smurf with the strange hat directly.

“Reet! A mean tha’s crazy – not you! Am sure yer a great fella, a just meant – ah, what am tryna say is - Am Archaeologist Smurf”

Archaeologist held out an awkward hand for the skeleton to shake.

“Youse can call me Archie, everyone else does. Tha’s my thing – archaeology; history, old pots, bones, am kind of an expert on all tha’”

“Ah I get it” Skelly’s yellow eyes glowed brighter for a second. A Smurf who was interested rather than terrified was a good start “You think I’m fascinating!”

“Err, well in an archaeological sense”

“Good, it’s about time someone recognised it” Skelly thrust his non-boney hand into Archie’s outstretched one and shook it enthusiastically “Call me Skelly – everyone else does! I like you Arch-of-ology Smurf, I think we’ll get on just fine”

“Ah, quite” Archie shook his wrist once the skeleton let go; Skelly had a surprisingly strong grip for a guy with no working muscle system. “Erm a ‘ope this isn’t too personal a question, Mr.Skelly, but do you ‘ave any idea ‘ow old you are?”

“Mm .. not really. Sorcerer gave me some numbers on his estimate but I wasn’t really listening, maths has never been my strong thing, why?”

Archie’s eyes lit up for a second.

“Ah, tell me – ‘ave you ever been carbon dated?”

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First impressions are very important after all

Archie (c) The Smurfs (and Sorcerer technically but adapted by me)

Necromancer and Skelly are mine

#the smurfs #smurfs #my art #BFM oc: Skelly #BFM oc: Necromancer #Archaeologist Smurf #Sorcerer Smurf #Baby Smurf #Archie & Skelly #necromancy

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artists on tumblr stop fukcing lying to yourselves you never draw those sticks and circles when you sketch stuff out you just die and you know it

#... somewhere between chaotic neutral and chaotic evil im afraid #i draw sticks and circles for arm placements and everything else is straight up outline even for sketches

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look me in my gay eyes and tell me Tailor and Vanity wouldn't be best friends

I know in the 2021 show there's a whole episode where they're rivals, but they were arguing over the same thing: fashion

So I 100% can see a situation where they are best friends with Tailor coming up with new outfits and Vanity being his model

Also I can see Smurfette also being one of Tailor's models, thus making her and Vanity gal pals

Smurfette and Vanity: The Girls™

#fjdkf yeah frenemy Tailor and Vanity are p/ funny #they are friends in the og cartoon since they give each other that mirror / scarf at the exchange but also Tailor physically throws him #out of his shop for asking for something new #iconic honestly I love Tailor sm

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i love having mutuals in different fandoms its like we were playing in the dirt together and then we both got up and played with different dirt while occasionally shouting across the yard about our old shared pile of dirt

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I collect:

- Coins

- Frog memorabilia (statues, jewellery, plushes literally everything)

- Smurf merch

- Cacti and succulents

- Monster cans (I know .. sorry) only the pretty ones tho

- Not so much anymore but I still have my childhood dragon collection and stuff

- Shells and rocks from special places

- Plushies

- Jewellery (earrings and necklaces mostly)

- Boxes from chocolates with unique designs (belgium smurf box, hungary Budapest box etc)

I want to see what people like to collect bc I think it’s really fun!! So tag some people and everyone answer with what they enjoy collecting :}

I’ll start

- playing cards

- dice

- tea infusers (& tea)

- dried flowers

- post cards & art prints

(there are no standards and no definitions for collections. there’s not set number, and there’s no size, just have fun :} if you’re asking yourself ‘does this count?’ yes, yes it does)

no pressure tags:

@hollybranch22 @irlmarthamasters @liamiscancelled @definitelysapphic @dirtbag-linecook-kyloren @thatslytherinbitch54 @ginger-canary @ciaraloves

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Guy who says “it’s my first time” before getting stabbed

#Swashbuckler

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#hnrskdf oh god #/lh #reblog

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I gave Dwarf and Krobus some well deserved lore.

I haven't seen much content of them in SDV fandom, especially Dwarf, which is a bummer, so I'm taking the matter into my own hands.

So here's my take: They both appear to have lost a lot during the Elemental Wars, it's just one decided to go and hide, letting go of most of his resentment, while the other stewed in their own grief and hatred.

Consider this: Due to sustained severe injuries, the shadowkin's void essence sometimes gets chipped off, which results in the closest to the injury limb being dematerialized, they can also no longer heal on their own. Other times, they can lose their entire bodies, but as long as their void essence is intact, they can be revived by the Shaman. ...However, let's say if their void essence were to be completely destroyed, no reviving that one. I think it wasn't just the numbers alone that secured the shadow people's victory, but their ability to heal and revive themselves.

Another thing: The Smoluanu have the tradition of preserving their fallen members' helms since it's their most essential piece of armor; The curvature of the horns shows off their profession, experience, and identification. If they were to raise their rank, they'd get a new helm. Dwarf is technically a higher rank, than what their helm shows, but they weren't able to upgrade it, since most of their superiors are deceased and it would've been seen as disrespectful to do so by themself. The Smoluanu rarely take their helms off in front of others, unless they wholly trust the person.

That's what I got for now!

#op this is fucking RAW you hear me #absolute masterpiece #these two are my underrated favesss ever and this whole thing is so beautiful #not my art #reblog

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I like how you take unknown characters like Archie & Pal and give them interesting personalities and dynamics, in short, you make me love those unknown characters, those and others

Thank you! That's so kind :)

I was actually saying yesterday that I both and don't want more content because I'd be worried about them messing up the personality's I have in mind but I've come to love em as I've made em :)

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Harmkey warm up

Harmony and Jokey (c) The Smurfs

#the smurfs #smurfs #harmkey #harmony smurf #jokey smurf

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Oh man I need my ass kicking into drawing properly again lmfao

Is this a random American rodeo happening in Belgium or did Wooly take a trip back to the US and took Wrangler with him? You decide

Wooly (c) The Smurfs

Wrangler is mine

#the smurfs #smurfs #BFM ng: Wrangler #Wooly Smurf #america #texas #rodeo #bull #western #artists of tumblr

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