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seldompathic · 22 days
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Big ouch :((
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dragonwysper · 4 months
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Hey besties guess what
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House of Leaves animatic time 😎
Voice lines and SFX from the wonderful @dentwy (thank you again omg)
BGM is 'Trust Fall' by Laryssa Okada
Animatic drawn in Clip Studio Paint, originally compiled in Capcut (and then in Toon Boom Harmony), and audio mixed in Audacity.
Scene is Exploration #2.
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dawnthefluffyduck · 4 months
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hey that's not supposed to be out there (uploaded wrong version at first haha whoops)
#not supposed to be that color either#i wonder who that belongs to#i had a very vague meaning for this in mind but saying it would spoil the fun#christ this took me forever#i wanted to do a quick project to give myself a break from my final#but accidentally made an entirely new kind of nightmare#BUT i can proudly say that i am very proud of this despite how long it took me#alrighty this blog is all about tracking progress so my thought on this;#it's not really as energetic as i had hoped to make it so i think that's the biggest technical issue i have with this#i'll try to get back to doing more gestures soon as a way to help with that#i think my shadows are a bit confusing too#i'm looking at it now and his glasses kinda taper off into the void of his fur bc i didnt mark the shadow along the left of his ear#but the thought of digging back through layers to fix it and blending that mess in is giving me a headache so i'm content with leaving it#i think i learned a lot about light and reflections though#my shadows aren't the greatest but i had so much fun rendering the glasses#and the glow of the soul pushed me to think about bounce light a lot more#figuring out how to make the colors look like they were glowing was a whole separate issue#i did it in the last big ralsei drawing i did but not nearly to this extent#i won't be doing something this large for a while after this but i'll keep trying to work on the things i didn't like about this#i think i'm gonna start putting my self-crit in the tags from now on#it really does bulk up the posts and it's hard to scroll past#i like reflecting on my work like this though#i've been able to draw a lot more since i've started doing it because it helps me create specific goals for myself#lets me keep pushing myself while still having fun with my art#ralsei#deltarune#deltarune fanart
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munamania · 3 months
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ok im a really chill and normal person and i get over things and am well adjusted but take a walk with me here. just give me my time to complain when im not in the absolute fucking trenches. and yes i believe i suffered more than those in trench warfare. it was literally a lesbian situationship with a bistraight girl come on. just. magenta choppy shag with the roots coming in. camo cargo pants black t shirt with red lettering and striped long sleeve (sign someone likes music. confirmed). lip ring big black stud earrings and nails. red docs. i think lesbians should be allowed to kill one dyke baiter in their lifetime idc
#and now we're gonna get into some quiet parts and youre just gonna let me have this#i. am so sick. first of all it was kinda funny how people ik ended up sorta surrounding her. felt good. but like we've shared a space#together since everything. i can like be in her presence it's seriously fine. that said. i do sometimes miss her#i say this after going through the really hating her guts period bc of her evil evil evil ways. and feeling like she's lame as hell bc she#s. but i mean it's me talking i have my problems too. i Hate the way we always so naturally act in sync. and i hate that we've both picked#each others' brains for hours so it's like. i knew you once and now we can't even look each other in the eye and that just really sucks#and i feel like. not that i strictly believe in these things. but we were sort of twin flames. i largely suffered for like. basically#falling in love w her. and i know i didn't leave as much of a mark. but i still hope it sucked a little for her#and i'll admit i think it'd be some sort of miracle if we could ever talk civilly. unfortunately we work in two ways#literally behaving in Ways and borderline fucking or not speaking. so. here we are#and i already humiliatingly tried to extend an olive branch this summer so im not gonna be fucking stupid. yk#but GOD how annoying. i did talk to situationship today and we were relatively normal so at least that's not deathly awkward#it's still. definitely um. stiff. but not terrible#i need to get to the club. pretend theres a cig emoji im on desktop rn#sorry for this.#film girl saga
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mortellanarts · 11 months
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He needs you to be okay
You can't answer him
You are not okay
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roomy-ghosted · 10 months
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and what if I wrote a scene rewrite of Jennifers body for Kian & Rolan. What would you do then?
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orcelito · 2 months
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Been finishing up act 2 of bg3. It's a good thing I find the battle systems so fun bc Hoo Boy there sure do be battles
#speculation nation#im going the epic hero direction this run. mostly bc i care about saving innocents' lives as much as possible#which means Killing Necromancers...... ugh.#cloudkill my beloathed. me n my homies hate cloudkill (used against us at least)#i got my vampire kicked into a fucking CHASM i had to reload a save 😭😭😭#he's been phenomenally unuseful in these fights bc theres so many people and so few places to hide#usually hes one of my biggest damage dealers. and sometimes he can get a good shot in#but a lot of turns hes just firing one dinky lil arrow and then hiding in the corner#...... i keep forgetting about the fancy arrows. i have so many of those. i should try to remember them when i get to the Big battle.#which. hmmm. we r gonna hope it's not Too difficult a battle. ive been able to get thru every battle so far in this game#turns out im Pretty Damn Good at this game. to the point where i'll brute force it and still end up fine.#the literal only battle i had to leave and go back for was the big spider queen thing in the bottom of the well. she was scary.#im level 9 now tho and full of so much guts n grit. and loot. holy fucking shit the loot.#im looting every body (including fallen allies. sorry guys ur gold's goin to a good cause.)#i have karlach with a like 460 carrying capacity but she STILL keeps getting encumbered. from all the armor.#im making fucking Thousands off this tower capture im gonna have so much fucking money#once i leave here and can actually. sell them all 😂#anyways i have been having fun! had to stop for the night bc it's late. but i will be killing thorny ass tomorrow. mark my words.
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kosmicfeelings · 4 months
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“I’m sorry, but I fell in love tonight. I didn’t mean to fall in love tonight. You’re looking like you fell in love tonight. Can we pretend we’re in love?”
Is There Somewhere; Halsey
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kingofbr00klyn · 2 years
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Doodle dump time
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We have an unfinished Noiriplier, some Bim’s from a while ago that I forgot to post, Amy <3, a coloured bootleg Chris Redfield and You Know I Had To Do It To Em Dark!
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theroseempress · 9 months
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Last Line Tag
got tagged by @tabswrites! thanks for the tag!
yeah so I've been working more on scripting for TGC recently, HOWEVER, there's this superhero story I've been playing with that I was writing a bit for the other day! Hah! Line might be a bit awkward because it's... in the middle of a scene whoops. enjoy?
Mark hesitated for a moment, then took Paris’s hand with a tired smile. “Mark Angus. You probably already knew that. Somehow.” “Now, however would I know that?” Paris asked with a raised eyebrow and smirk, taking another bite of spaghetti. Mark pointed silently at Laurel. Paris grinned. “Interesting guess!” He proceeded to swirl his fork through his spaghetti and eat another mouthful without elaborating.
gonna tag @ettawritesnstudies @enne-uni @indigowriting and @hallwriteblr if y'all're interested!
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maximus-gluteus · 8 months
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nothing to see here
#ok plz i wanna rant about how the new season of good omens is making me lose faith in humanity#girl tell me how ive trudged through 4 episodes of this season and i still dont know what the damn hell is going onnnnnn#every time i think we're getting somewhere with the 'story' the show slams the brakes to let me know that there're gay people on screen#does the coffee shop chick ever apologize to the record store chick bc i cant staaaand their romance.#like record store lady. girl. this isnt banter shes just straight up dissing your passion and life's work.#im scared to finish the season bc i just KNOW theyre gonna pull the whole 'i made u leave ur toxic partner now date me immediately' trope#ok so story beats aside my other gripe is how contrived the queer representation is in this show#i am a bi woman! my reaction to seeing wlw on screen should be 'yay! im happy theyre together' and not 'ugh this shit again?'#and also with az and crowley! what happened to their chemistry from the first season???#like on the one hand the whole 'bickering like an old married couple' schtick is lovely. but. theyre just faffing about most of the time!#remember the first season? when these characters had agency? and a semblance of intuition?#i am convinced that the majority of the characters in this season couldnt find their way out of a paper bag#i get theres a whole memory loss plot device thing happening. but it feels like Gabriel's cluelessness is like fucking infectious or smthn#i feel like an idiot for assuming that the characters i knew from the first season will be just as competent in this season. they arent!#i hated the whole 'continued' story in the wwii era. i feel like it was a pathetic ploy at giving mark gatiss more needless screentime#did they think people would find the nazi zombies amusing or something? why are we playing this off as a joke?#just admit you dont know what to do with the story and move onnnnnnnn#im gonna finish the season bc i feel like im owed the scene of david tennant sucking face with michael sheen.#itll be like reparations for having to slough through the rest of this nothing burger of a story jesuuuuuussss#ok rant over#good omens critical
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marshmellowtea · 2 years
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Headcanon: Actor likes cuddling and would lay his head into the crook of your neck
Also matching pfps <3
matching pfps matching pfps!!!! <3
but YES ABSOLUTELY this man is SUCH a cuddler, even when it's inconvenient to be cuddling. in fact especially then i fully believe that actor is the type of person to try and snuggle on the couch with you when it's like a hundred degrees and humid and you're just like babe it's sticky out pls ghdskajg can you tell i'm not coping well with the heat of summer. anyway
but godddd yes 🥺 not to get too into my feelings but i'm so soft for that mental image, actor burrowing into your neck or resting his head on your shoulder, trying to be as close as physically possible.......he's clingy and he loves you and he just wants to be in your arms......i'm yearning now oops HKLFJSDLF point is 10/10 mental image i love it
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nintendont2502 · 10 months
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I think the alpha/beta kids + trolls should just be absolutely *covered* in scars. Like fucking head to toe - have you seen the shit they went through? You can't tell me that wouldn't leave a mark
(Also smth smth the damage from sburb (both physically and mentally) very clearly distinguishing the players as Different and Other and Damaged compared to everyone else on Earth C. Scars as a representation (and result of) trauma that a vast majority of your world could never understand)
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heubhyeolgwii · 11 months
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sinks his little gremlin teeth into his arm !!!!
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OH GOD GET HIM OF GET HIM OFF !! he's shaking him like a little ragdoll on his arm—
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youssefguedira · 2 years
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zelda au but from nicky's pov this time! and also angst 100 years after the previous ficlets
It’s obvious, when Nicolò arrives, that he’s found what he’s been looking for. The place would be unassuming, if not for the sense of dread that surrounds it even from a distance, the way that all of Nicolò’s instincts tell him to turn back. His horse stops abruptly and won’t go any further, despite all of Nicolò’s attempts to soothe him. He dismounts, ties the horse’s reins to a nearby tree, and continues on foot.
It’s a perfect circle of nothing. Around it, the field is thriving, birds soaring in the air above as they call to each other, the wind gently ruffling the grass. But inside the circle, there is nothing growing, nothing alive. When Nicolò steps inside it, it is immediately perfectly silent. The ground is dry as if it hasn’t rained in years, a web of gold burned into the ground, its threads spreading from a point at the circle’s centre to its edges.
He’s been warned against this by so many: by the ghost of the old king; by the Queen of Hyrule; by the Sheikah elders; by Yusuf himself in his last dream. But he has to know what happened, and so here he is. 
He kneels in the very centre of the circle at the point where the golden cracks meet, a scar burned into the land one hundred years ago.
You found it, then, Yusuf says in his head, sounding resigned. Nicolò looks around instinctively, even though by now he knows that Yusuf won’t be there. It doesn’t stop him from looking.
“I have to know,” Nicolò says. “Show me. Please.”
Yusuf doesn't respond for a moment, then says, If you insist. 
Nicolò closes his eyes.
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The sky is a deep, unnatural red, black clouds littered across it. The smell of smoke hangs heavy in the air. Nicolò’s whole body aches, his tunic stained with dirt and old blood from various wounds that he’s assured Yusuf are no more than scratches but that he knows are much worse. Despite the pain, he keeps on, sword in hand. He knows he won’t be able to carry on much longer, but they’re so close.
Yusuf is close behind him, still in his ceremonial tunic with Nicolò’s cloak draped over his shoulders, clutching the dagger Quynh had given him before they separated. They hadn’t had time to grab anything else. 
“Not much further,” Nicolò says as reassuringly as he can, but he knows it’s not convincing. Still, Yusuf nods, and they press on. 
They’re almost to the fort when Nicolò hears the now familiar whirring of one of the ancient robots Yusuf had been studying, now glowing bright red with the beast’s corruption, and freezes. The Guardian turns its head, searching. Nicolò holds his breath. They’re too exposed like this, but he doesn’t dare move.  
Two more join the first, and Nicolò can’t stand against three of them, not like this. His best hope is to distract them for long enough that Yusuf can get to safety, even though he knows Yusuf won’t agree to leave him behind. 
“Yusuf-” Nicolò begins, just as the first Guardian turns its head again and looks directly at them. Its eye flashes red and begins to glow.
It’s a monumental effort to lift his shield, as tired as he is, but he knows they won’t outrun it, so it’s his only option. “Yusuf,” he says, even as he draws his sword. “Go now. Run to the fort. I will buy you time.”
“No,” Yusuf says. “No, I can’t leave you here.”
“We don’t have time.” The other two Guardians have seen them now, all three of them glowing brighter. The first is taking aim, almost charged enough to shoot. “Yusuf, go.”
The Guardian draws back its head, ready to shoot- and Yusuf pushes in front of him, and Nicolò reaches out to stop him-
There’s a burst of blinding golden light, and then nothing. The ground around them is seared in a perfect circle, golden cracks burned into the ground, spreading from the spot where Yusuf stands, the back of his left hand glowing the same way Nicolò’s had on the night he’d found the sword. The Guardians, all three of them, collapse to the ground, whatever had been controlling them gone. 
Nicolò, unable to hold himself up any longer, stumbles. Yusuf turns quickly enough to catch him before he falls, lowering him gently to the ground so his head rests in Yusuf’s lap.
“You did it,” Nicolò whispers, reaching up to take Yusuf’s left hand in his right. 
“I did,” Yusuf says, still looking at the back of his hand - at the scar that matches Nicolò’s - as if he can’t quite believe it after so long. But then he catches sight of the blood on Nicolò’s tunic. “Nico, you’re bleeding. We’ve got to get you to a healer.”
Nicolò shakes his head. He’s not going to make it that far, and he knows it. “You have to go. There will be more, now that they know where you are. That wasn’t exactly subtle of you.” That gets Yusuf to laugh, even through tears. 
“I can’t leave you,” Yusuf says. “I can’t do this without you, Nico.”
“You can,” Nicolò whispers. “You have everything you need, now.” He reaches up, his hand trembling as his fingers brush Yusuf’s jaw. “Get to safety. Find the others. Take the sword, too.”
“I can’t,” Yusuf repeats. “It’s not far, Nicolò. Please. I need you with me.”
“You’ll be okay,” Nicolò says softly, even as his eyelids grow heavy. He doesn’t have long now. “I promise, you’ll be okay. I love you.” He's never said it out loud before, even if he's certain Yusuf knows, but- if this is where he dies, then he wants to tell him at least once.
“Stay with me,” Yusuf pleads. Nicolò lets his hand fall, offers Yusuf a small smile, and slips away.
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“Nicolò,” Yusuf says. “Nicolò, look at me, please. Please, Nico.” 
It’s no use, Nicolò knows. He’s already gone. 
It’s strange looking down at himself like this. This isn’t his memory anymore - now Yusuf is showing him what happened after. 
“Nico,” Yusuf whispers, and Nicolò wishes he could reassure him, but he can’t. 
“Your Highness?” someone calls from across the field - Celeste, sword in hand, running towards him. “What happened?”
In answer, Yusuf lifts the back of his hand to show her the scar. Celeste’s eyes widen. 
“There were three Guardians,” he says. “I killed them, but he was wounded, and-”
Celeste kneels on Nicolò’s other side. She checks his pulse. “There may still be a way to save him, Your Highness.”
Yusuf looks up sharply. “What do you mean?” he asks, breathless. 
“The Shrine of Resurrection is functional enough to heal him, if we act quickly. It may take a very long time, and there is a chance he will not remember anything, but it’s a chance.”
“If it’s a chance, we’ll take it,” Yusuf says immediately. “Take him there. Do whatever you need to to help him.” 
Celeste nods. “What about you?”
“I’m going to the castle,” Yusuf says.
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Nicolò’s eyes snap open. It takes him a moment to calm his racing heart - he’s not there, not in danger, and neither is Yusuf.
Yusuf doesn’t say anything at first, but Nicolò can feel his presence. I never wanted you to see that, he says finally. 
“Why?” Nicolò asks.
You died because of me, and I couldn’t save you. If I had been able to act earlier, it wouldn’t have happened. I failed you.
“You don’t know that. What happened happened, and it cannot be changed now. And you didn’t fail, Yusuf. You’ve kept the kingdom safe for one hundred years. I wouldn’t call that failure.”
I’m so tired, Nico, Yusuf says. It’s been so long. I don’t know how much longer I can hold on.
“I know,” Nicolò says. He traces over the wrapping on the hilt of his sword, then stands. “I’m coming.”
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ciceroandlucien · 1 year
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In light of all the new amazingly talented artist/writer/creative thinker accounts I found from the poll tag, I'm having to remind myself not to compare because I will inevitably lose all desire to share anything of mine. But I'm still gonna admire the heck out of all the pretty dragons, werewolves, vampires, assassins, LDBs, the rapturing tales and just the brief but inspired posts that cross my timeline.
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