playing 999 with my friend currently and this is my understanding of the plot so far
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Red Red Red!
Whatever it is about Zelda 1 and 2 that makes artists go absolutely insane with the colors- I am not exempt.
I haven't drawn Roolie with his hat before and OOHHH MY GOSH YEAAAHHHH WOOO HAT!!!!!
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Greeting a new dawn
decided to do something for the new year at the last minute kkkhkdkh. this was supposed to be a quick one. wadda hell
here's to another year of existing and silverposting. I want to hope that things will become better for all of us.
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I might’ve spoiled the plot of Natlan | Genshin Impact THEORY
In which I read so much lore that I gained the power to see the future (maybe)
This ended up being a real challenge to make - but it was also really fun! Please do lemme know what you reckon of these ideas, and whether y’all wanna see me pattern-recognition my way into several corkboards worth of theories about any other topics sometime down the line! (^^)/
(also: HAPPY NEW YEAR! 🥳🎉 Here's wishing y'all every good thing for 2024)
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“i could fix him”, “i could make him worse”. yeah, well,
I could meet him at the genesis of the universe, where the spaces between matter first gain sentience, and spark and spit their way into being—where the cradle of stars first take on a definitive kind of gravity and heat. I could be the engineer of creation.
I could ask a question.
I could stand across from him on a battlefield, trembling and reeking of ichor. I could hit the ground retching, all the bones in my body turning brackish and oil-slicked. I could lurch my way into a new world, a recalibration of reality in which I only know kindness as a set of snapping jaws, as a thing to flinch away from.
I could meet him in the garden, then, when the air's all hyacinth and dripping gold. And I could ache. Oh, how I could ache.
I could follow him through every wretched moment of history. I could trail after him like a hollow-eyed dog. I could hide my irises, could hide the brutal bloodiness of an all-too-human heart. I could hold the gun as I pretend not to pray, as I taste bile and will my hands to steadiness. I could trust him. And I could ache.
I could bite my tongue, cypher the words in my mouth, gnash them between jagged teeth. I could swallow my heart. I could go slower.
I could meet him at the end of the world, when hope claws its way up my throat, hungry and keening like a treacherous thing.
I could kiss him with six thousand years of want lodged and breaking in the mausoleum of my chest. I could hand him the blade; I could let him twist the knife.
I could be forgiven.
And still I could ache.
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Audrey and Bendy/Ink Demon are getting along well.
(Technically, Bendy is Henry's son but I still want to make Audrey and Bendy friend-ish half-siblings)
Original here (Poor ducky btw)
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