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#Rainbow Panic
horechattalove · 4 months
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୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮
˚₊‧꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚₊‧꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮
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lachatalovematcha · 4 months
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お菓 : (✿ ー ^𓂃⠀Ⳋ⠀⠀⊹⠀⠀𝅄⠀⠀୨ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
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queen-of-reptiles · 2 months
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tried to get it out of my head but I couldn't.
GEORGIA STANWAY YOU IN THAT ARMBAND DID SOMETHING TO ME MA'AM - HOW DARE YOU LOOK SO FUCKING GOOD.
it has actually made me spiral...
I'm so down bad for her omfg
please g - just one fucking chance ...
much love
your biggest simp xx
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deathrowline · 3 days
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Prototype Panic
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couldn't think of another title EL OH EL this is based off of the album Pawprint Panic! ive been listening to it all day today and i love tje album cover so what else to do other than draw ur favorite character as it?!
You can listen to Pawprint Panic! on spotify!
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cozylittleartblog · 3 months
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'Ello, I just wanted to come on here to say how much I LOVE your brush-work (is that a word lol?)
Crayon or Pencil-like lines that aren't always opaque all the way and are a little more sketchy sometimes are probably some of my favourite :D
Also, your style is just really cool and nice anyway, but I wanted to give a shout out specifically to your based brush choice!
yessss i love traditional textures in digital art, thank you :> i use kyle t webster's brushes for photoshop and I've never found brushes that better emulate certain real-life textures. man's a wizard, i dunno how he does it. i use his tiltiriffic 2015 brush for basically everything short of merch and anything i want to have really thick lines, it's a delightful brush and it feels so natural to work with.
i heard advice somewhere that people tend to resonate more with art that looks like it was hand drawn, you want small imperfections in your coloring and lineart, you don't want everything to be perfect. i really resonate with that, i think there's a certain element to sketchy pencil lines and messy paint and kraft paper textures that you could call, appropriately... cozy :)c
anyway if anyone would like to know what brushes i use and what i use them for they are under the cut with examples 👍
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hopefully this image can be blown up if you click on it :') the only brushes that aren't featured are the ones i got from the free sample pack from true grit texture supply, i use their craft paper textures for most things as well and one of their building grain shader brushes for like, noise gradients. if any of y'all have a photoshop subscription you can download his brushes for free, i highly recommend checking them out! they are THE coolest brushes i've ever used (And boy I've gone through a lot of brushes in my time). if your drawing tablet does not have pressure or tilt sensitivity though your mileage will vary, tilteriffic did not work on my brothers tablet because it couldn't pick up what angle my stylus was at.
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kamekomikan · 2 years
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shy shy shy
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sga-mcshep-4ever · 1 month
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"Move!" "I'm coming!" "Well, what are you waiting for?" "Well, that should be it." "It should be what?" "Far be it for me to cause a panic, but—" "What did you do? What did you do?" "There's the slightest possibility that in my haste, I may have broken it."
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zedleaked · 2 years
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Gay
From: Dink Dunk Subject: Gay Are you gay
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Possibly
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extremesocialoutcast · 5 months
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Incorrectly-captioned MLP screencaps
(tw: queer slurs, murder jokes, and worst of all, swearing)
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"What the fuck-- is that somepony's liver in this thing?"
"Don't ask."
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"My OC has WINGS, and a HORN, and she'll KILL YOU ALL!"
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"🎵 Mama, we all go to Hell. Mama, we all go to Hell. 🎵"
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After seeing those colorful forest fairies, they couldn't help themselves.
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"I'm going to abuse my power,... *sniff* ...imprison political opponents,... *sniff* ...and mandate that everypony gets a free pet monkey."
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"I'll concoct the perfect spell, for the PERFECT SOYJAK, and you'll be sorry. You'll be HUMILIATED."
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"Good morning, TikTok. Today, I'm gonna literally commit murder, for some shock-video clout."
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"(What the fuck...) Tavi, I can't-- TAVI, I CAN'T HEAR YOU! These kids keep calling me slurs over vc! (Yes, I am a faggot; what is your fucking point? ...I'm literally trans! I'm a fucking tranny as well! What's your fucking point?!)"
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"I played I Write Sins Not Tragedies at my brother's wedding, and they didn't like it" she laughed.
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whumptober day 17
don't talk to me about what month it is I still feel like I'm in august. also ik the last whumptober I posted was day eight but I just really wanted to post this one. also I might be done with whumptober this year after this? not because I finished the prompts but because I don't want to keep going. so. but anyway!!
No. 17: “You’re the lump in my throat and the knot in my chest.” Collar | Touch Aversion | “Leave me alone.”
cws: thinking new caretaker is a whumper, whumpee trying to figure out what they're "allowed" to do, themes of whumpee being owned and referring to themself as a pet, collars, caretaker is trying his best but he's not doing great
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Caretaker had told me that I had a room of my own, here. It was an odd statement. Did he mean that I was supposed to retreat here when he couldn’t stand to see my face anymore? That I would only ever be punished here so that this was the only room that needed blood cleaned out of it? That I would be confined here indefinitely, unable to see the rest of the house?
Likes and dislikes were dangerous territory for pets. Still, I thought I’d be very grateful if that last one wasn’t the case and I would be allowed outside (maybe, sometimes, if it wasn’t too much trouble). I would not be ungrateful if I was kept in this room forever. I would never be ungrateful, ever. Especially not in a room with glow in the dark stars on the ceiling and a window. I’d still see the sun sometimes, even. Not today—it was raining, but the rain wasn’t bad either. The soft pitter-patter was oddly soothing.
I moved closer to the window, hoping that it was a thing I was allowed to do and I hadn’t misinterpreted anything. There was a thick blue curtain covering most of the window, and I hesitated. Caretaker had not clarified if I was allowed to touch things in this room, just that I was supposed to be here.
Would it be overstepping to move the curtain enough for me to watch the rain? I could just listen. The sound wasn’t bad. I would be grateful to see, but listening on its own wasn’t bad, and I didn’t know if I was allowed to touch things.
My dilemma was interrupted by a sharp tap at the door, and I spun around to face Caretaker standing in the doorframe of the room. He looked vaguely uncomfortable. Had I been supposed to close the door?
“Dinner’s ready,” he told me after an unnecessarily long pause where I was probably supposed to say something. “Do you, um. Do you like beef stew?”
Likes and dislikes were for humans. “I will eat whatever you see fit to serve me, sir.”
“Right,” he said softly. “Right. I’ve- yeah. Beef stew. In the kitchen.”
The kitchen was blue, mostly. There was galaxy wallpaper behind the stove, and I found myself hoping that Caretaker would give me kitchen duty sometimes, in this pretty place. (Nope- no, I didn’t hope, I just thought I would be very grateful if I was given kitchen duty.)
Bowls (which were purple, in case I decided that it mattered somehow) were already set out with food in them. Caretaker sat down and gestured for me to sit down too, and with the way he alternated between staring at me and avoiding eye contact, I guessed that he usually ate alone.
“I, um. I might just need to mind my own business, Whumpee, but is your collar too tight?”
Yes. That was how they sent us, to prevent running in the beginning if anyone got spooked by their new owner. Loose enough that it wouldn’t affect breathing if you focused, tight enough that it would affect breathing if you tried to fight or run or any of the things pets aren’t supposed to do. I was almost certain that Caretaker had been sent this information, and I didn’t know what he’d define as too tight. “I’m sorry, sir, but I don’t understand what you’re asking.”
“Is it uncomfortable?” Of course it was uncomfortable, but I couldn’t just say that. How was I supposed to phrase it in a polite way? “Just, you know, because we’re eating, and I feel like a tight collar would be uncomfortable to eat with, but I really don’t understand how these things work, I just. I wanted to tell you that if you wanted to loosen it, that would be okay.”
Okay. Okay. Caretaker was- he was testing me. I was not supposed to touch the collar; I knew that. I knew this game. This was a test I could pass. “I would be happy to wear the collar however tight you’d like me to, sir.”
“… Thank you,” he said slowly, which meant I said the right thing, but his tone didn’t really sound like I’d said the right thing. “Would it be uncomfortable to eat in a collar that’s too tight?”
I had not thought about that. Probably, yes, but I was uncomfortable all the time, and I was not going to fail whatever this was so that I could be comfortable. “I understand that I’m not allowed to touch my collar, sir.” I promise I understand, you don’t have to test me on it. “It’s not my place, and I’ll accept however the collar fits.”
“You aren’t allowed to touch it?” He looked confused. I wondered if he somehow missed all the information that should’ve been sent to him. “What if you grew and it didn’t fit anymore, what would you do then?”
“It would be up to my owner to decide when I needed my collar adjusted, and to adjust it.”
He frowned. “Okay. Do you want me to adjust your collar so that it’s looser?”
Pets didn’t want, but- “I would be very grateful if that was the decision you made, sir.”
“Okay,” he said again. “Yeah, I can do that.” And he stood up and walked around to stand behind me, which, shit. I had not followed this thought through. Because now Caretaker was behind me, where I couldn’t even see him and didn’t know what he was doing. Of course, he was allowed to do whatever he wanted to me, and he wasn’t required to warn me, but I liked- I was very grateful when things happened to work in the favor of me being able to see.
Caretaker’s fingers brushed against the back of my neck, and I did my best to keep from flinching. That wasn’t even unexpected; he’d stood up after saying he was going to touch my collar, and even if he hadn’t warned me, I shouldn’t be flinching away from my owner. Good pets didn’t flinch away from the people that tried to touch them.
I was careful; I didn’t flinch and I didn’t recoil and I didn’t arch my back away from the touch. But I must not have stayed quite still enough, because Caretaker hesitated and lifted his fingers and cleared his throat. “I- just. I’m just gonna grab that collar, okay?” I swallowed, hoping to somehow fix my dry throat, but it only served to push the limits of the collar more. Caretaker reached for my collar again, and I was still and his fingers were steady, pulling the collar off, loosening it a generous amount before clasping it again.
I blinked while Caretaker sat back down. The collar was, it was… very loose. Which was what I’d kind of almost asked for, and a perfect example of why I wasn’t supposed to ask for things. This was looser than collars were supposed to be. This would chafe, when I slept, and Caretaker had been kind and given me exactly what I wanted so who was I to complain?
“Is that any better?” Caretaker asked, and I refocused on the face in front of me.
“Yes, sir. Thank you for your kindness.”
He nodded slowly, eyes skimming over my face, looking for something, but I couldn’t tell exactly what. “Of course, Whumpee. If you ever need the… tightness of your collar changed, I can fix that up for you.”
Trap, trap, trap. “Thank you, sir.”
“Mhm.” He pushed one of the bowls of soup to me. “I don’t know if you’re used to eating with other people or not—I’ve lived alone for awhile, but we can eat together if you’d like. Anyway. It’s beef stew, tonight. If you don’t mind.”
I didn’t. I’d never mind what food got handed to me, especially if he was telling me that he wanted me to eat whatever he was eating every night. He was usually vague, I’d learned, but I was fairly certain that I’d found the right takeaway from that statement. And I lifted a spoon of the stew to my mouth, and it was seasoned well and tasted wonderful. If I was eating like this every night, well, I could handle this stranger being vague and uncertain sometimes. This could be a survivable thing.
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thingstrumperssay · 1 year
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So I’ve been playing a totally legit copy of Captain Rainbow on my totally not modified Wii and it goes into the whole “what gender is Birdo” thing in a way that’s relevant today. (Which just means that we are going backwards.)
So Mappo (a robot from Giftpia, which is another game I hope gets at least mostly translated someday) arrests Birdo for “using the wrong bathroom.” He takes a picture of her standing in front of the woman’s bathroom as proof.
To get Mappo to release her you have to go to her house and grab her vibrating “proof of her femininity.” (Which doesn’t necessarily prove anything, but still.)
I concluded from this that she was able to get bottom surgery. That or this is a different Birdo. I think “Birdo” was supposed to be the name of the species and not the individual. (That, or she changes color/abilities.)
I shot them both into space.
What’s actually criminal is how underrated this game is! It only sold a little over 20,000 copies. A lot of the people who worked on this game also worked on Chibi-Robo, which is also a criminally underrated game.
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helsex · 14 days
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LIKED U BETTER - Jeff Rosenstock
Can you just get the fuck out of here, and let me get back to my day? Can you find another host or somethin', and please be on your way? Thanks so much
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lachatalovematcha · 4 months
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(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ ꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ idol ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱ ♥⠀⠀⛩˚ . ♡ ✦🍩🥢
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artsy-book · 14 days
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Kiss Me, Son of God by They Might Be Giants
Now you're the only one here who can tell me if it's true That you love me, and I love me
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janjanenrico · 4 months
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Rainbow Express 8101
Bus builder: Santarosa Motorworks, Inc. Model: Nissan Diesel Condor/SRMWI EXFOH Gen 2 Bus Transmission: Manual Area of operation: City operation Fare type: Ordinary Fare Seating capacity: 56 passengers + 1 driver = 57 total Chassis No.: CPB87N Engine No.: FE6B Country of origin: The Philippines
CTTO: @wristwatchcollector
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slashpaws · 1 month
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my hair went back to rainbow after One Wash .
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