#snowball project

[krasytoonz]

ITS TIMMMEEEEEEEEEEE

*starts a blizzard and snows on your WH au’s (mostly gangster (joke au. Don’t take it seriously)*

Wally D got snowballed

#it is Snowing from where i Am… Brrr #Pøppy was the one who threw the snowball #Welcome home gangster au #joke au pls don’t take it seriously #they don’t look so gangstery right now #all covered up in Warm Clothes #krasytoonz #welcome home #welcome home puppet show #welcome home arg #welcome home fanart #welcome home project #welcome h #welcomeh #wally darling #poppy partridge #howdy pillar #julie joyful #sally starlet #eddie dear #frank frankly #barnaby b beagle #barnaby b. beagle #barnaby beagle #wh barnaby #wh sally #wh julie #wh comic #wh howdy #welcome home wally

[karetyto]

This December - Desertduo PMV for an overdue secret santa :D

#based loosely on that snowball fight between dogwarts and grian and scar in impulses 3rd life pmv #i love how lineless looks but what a hassle lol #also first full project in procreate dreams! #(also a hassle) #desert duo #grian #grian fanart #gtwscar #gtws fanart #pmv #animation #third life smp #life series #life series fanart #kare draws #kare animates #trafficblr #mcyt #yknow what gonna put martyn in here too cause he’s got quite a few shots #itlwart

[milos-mellow]

ALRIGHT!

Its time for MY

Welcome! This is my new project!

BALLER AU is a fan-project (made by me) inspired by Battle for Dream Island! Its simple enough! A couple fan stories and comics, pieces of art, animation if were feeling silly!

(This is basically a portfolio! I want to see my progress in writing and drawing!)

BALLER is a Snowball POV story for the most part, lovingly named "Uninhabitable Zone", but there are seperate stories from other POVs!

Blocky POV - snowy, bric-a-brac

Firey POV - somewhere burning, free fall, him and i

Gelatin POV - donut disturb

Basketball POV - like a family

Of course, all of these stories are still in progress (except snowy), but as soon as i finish them all, they are going RIGHT on to ao3, Tumblr, and Twitter! Its an exciting story that im, well, EXCITED for!!!

Ships included: Snowblock, Fireiony, Fireafy(complicated), Gelanut, Bubblepop, Leafpin, ect, ect...

There will ALSO be some gijinka art of these guys! Those aren't canon though, theyre only for fun.

Hard to say how long this will take, but hopefully i'll have the motivation to drag this out a couple years.

See you all then! Happy travels everyone!

#bfb #bfdi #bfdi snowball #battle for dream island #bfdia #bfdi au #bfb au #osc #object shows #fan project #fanart #fanfic #BALLER AU #<for when i post more about it! #ships #gay ships #bfdi gijinka #bfdi humanized

[is-the-owl-video-cute]

Introducing bison to Britain is honestly such a stupid idea. To start with, if you look it up European bison have never been native to the uk, they’re just related to the forest bison which WAS native, but also went extinct in the Pleistocene, some 12,000 years ago. I don’t feel like you can call introducing a species which is related to a different species that went extinct when there were hippos and lions in Britain reintroduction. And there really aren’t that many places for them to go either. Nature reserves and forests big enough to support a population of bison generally already have an established population of wild ponies that they’d compete with, and a lot of the time farmers have grazing rights for their sheep and cattle on common land as well. Plus there’d be no way for the bison to travel between them so there’d be no population mixing. The current “rewilding” project is basically just 3 European bison in a private zoo in some Kent woods, and it’s really difficult to see how it could ever be more than that.

Ah, I see. I hadn’t realized the bison in the UK were not only a different species from wisents altogether but also not found there since the Pleistocene.

So would you perhaps say that, pardon, the UK wants to release random [Eastern European] animals into their ecosystem?

#/lh #but this revelation is quite literally the funniest possible twist in this saga #I was slightly off but in general terms I was also RIGHT because they are releasing non-native wildlife there #This entire ride has been incredibly funny from beginning to end #at least the beavers are native to the UK lol #I hope the slow worm project goes well at least #and I wish the lynx and wolf project had a snowballs chance in hell #I don’t remember bullet point three but best of luck to that too

[punk-angel]

Could you attempt to draw Snowball?

(You don't have to if you don't want to. No pressure <3)

OFC!! I haven't drawn him in . forever

#idk if it's noticed but I ended up giving snowball the same ear punch as brain 😋 #I hc that when brain was caught #but when snowball wound up being evil they instead put brain with pinky shortly after pinky was put in the gene splicer #art #animaniacs #patb #my art #animaniacs 1993 #pinky and the brain #patb snowball #patb brain

[defokelore-13]

Yay my favorite ship <3 the coinballs

#coiny.txt #skye.jpeg #coiny bfdi #snowball bfdi #coiny x snowball #snowcoin #I LOVE SNOWCOIN YAOI!!!!! #saw it called coinball once. hm. not sure how i feel about that ship name #bfdi #battle for dream island #bfb #tpot #damn why does this show have so many names omg #'why do you draw coiny with sh scars–' PROJECTION BEAM GO!!!!!! #im a fictive i get to choose what i project onto my source o7

[allhappyandgay]

What did you think, really? that we were never gonna get girlfriends? that we were just gonna sit in my basement all day and play games for the rest of our lives?

#i’ve always felt like this is what was going thru his head here #everyone left him alone #specifically to dance with girls #and then el showed up and into s3 he feels the need to grow up and overcompensate for not only his lack of experience with girls #but also his lack of the desire or pursuit for it—and what that could mean about him #and then later projects it onto other ppl #and I know his character is insecure abt never having a girlfriend and everything. but it doesn’t change the fact that he is FOCUSED until #s3 lol u what on #(willeth) #and also just. non girl things? #meanwhile lucas and dustin have always expressed their general attraction to girls since s1 #the snowball was the catalyst for his s3 behavior and specifically his projection onto will in the rain fight #and this is the harsh reality that hit him that guides his s3 behavior—which he literally shows us by projecting it onto will #almsot like we’re confused by him until the rain fight when he says this and it’s like… ohhhhhhhh #like when u can’t tell why somebody’s upset or acting a certain way until they lash out and yell it and everything goes quiet in realization #byler #gay mike wheeler #mike wheeler

[pettyprocrastination]

Idle Hands

Francisco Morales x Fem!Reader

My secret Santa gift for the ever lovely @floralpascal I do hope this follows your prompt well and that you enjoy it! Big thank you to @humanransome-note for being my editor+beta reader on this one at like 1 am lol. Also a huge thank you to @pedrostories for putting together this amazing event to begin with!!! <3

Summary: Frankie goes to you when he needs his clothes altered and each time has a revelation each time he sees you work. 

Warnings: fluff, light self doubt, lots of talk about hands I just really like hands okay. Friends to lovers babeyyyy

word count: 1.2k

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     Frankie’s clothes never fit him right. 

     The sleeves of shirts hung just a touch too long on him, but going a size under meant they’d squeeze around the bulk of his shoulders in a way that made him worry it would tear (it did. On a first date, it was very embarrassing for him). Trousers either gaped at his waist or had to be rolled up at the cuff because they were made for somebody taller, not wider to properly fit his legs. 

     But he didn’t complain, it gave him a reason to see you. 

     “It’s because clothes used to be made for the body specifically.” You told him, needle in hand as you sat at a table and pushed it through the cuff of his pants. “Everything was tailor made to your measurements, but nowadays we just buy off the rack and hope it fits right.” 

     “Or we take it to our incredibly talented friend who hems our pants in return for dinner?” 

     Sometimes he hopes they don’t fit right, just so he can see you smile. 

     “Yeah, that’s always an option too.” 

     His mother has always told him that love was found in one’s hands. Holding the door open, taking their hand in yours when you crossed the street, the gentle cradling of their face when leaning in for a gentle kiss, it was everything. Small testimonies of love and care found in everyday moments that took root in the palms of a lover. 

     But Francisco's hands were scarred. His fingers were calloused from hard labor and would tremble until he curled them into fists and willed them to stop. They sweat horribly when he would get nervous, leading to him shoving his hands in his pockets and praying you never noticed. 

     If you did, you said nothing of it. 

     But his hands weren’t good for nothing, despite the fact he considered them too rough for handling gentle things like you and the way his fingers fumbled with his keys, he was still skilled. 

     It was his hands that put in the new lock on your door after a series of break-ins took place in your neighborhood. The same fingers that fumbled with your birthday present are nimble and quick with the screwdriver in hand as he reassures you that it’ll be alright. They're the same ones that held you the night you got stood up for a date and wiped the tears from your face as he told you any man who can’t show up for you isn’t worth your fucking time. The same hand that settles on the small of your back each time you walk through a crowd together, the gentle reminder of his presence when you felt everything else closing in. 

     I’m here. You're safe. 

     “These are new.”      “I’m sorry?” 

     You lift your head from your work table and hold up the pair of slacks in your hand he had brought for you to hem. All black with a fine finish, something you’d wear to a wedding. 

     The same pair he stared at in the store for fifteen minutes before finally biting the bullet.

     “The pants, I’ve never seen you wear them before.” 

     His hands curl, thumb pressing against the flat of his pointing finger until he hears a soft “pop” from the joint and moves to the next in hopes to keep his mind off the fact that your thumb is running along the inseam of one pant leg, a gentle back and forth, back and forth, that he’s not sure you even know you're doing it, but it's enough to make his lungs feel tight and head full of cotton. 

     “Right, they're uh, they're new.” 

     Middle finger. 

     Pop. 

     Ring finger. 

     Pop. 

     Pinkie. 

     Pop. 

     “They're real nice.” 

     “You think so?” 

     “You’ll look real sharp in those, Frankie. You got something special coming up?” You look beautiful. Your eyes are focused on your hands that weave the needle in and out of the fabric with such ease it reminds him of a conductor. There's something about it. The way your arm moves up and down, the gentle flick of your wrist when it pulls the needle through. Each separate movement that melts into one another like a connected dance. Maybe Frankie was just reading too much into it. Maybe it had just been far too fucking long since he went on a date and he was so starved he got to the point of romanticizing tailoring. Maybe he just really liked your hands. 

     Maybe, he just really liked you. 

     “Nothing in particular.” 

     You snip the end of the thread, tying it with quick flitting fingers before smiling at him over your shoulder. 

     “Well let me know when you do, I’d like to see you get all fancy.” 

     He scratches at the back of his neck. 

     “You just want a reason to get me out of my work clothes.” 

     There's a moment in every hug from Francisco Morales. From the moment you first met him to years later you can name it down to the very second it happens. A split second before he pulls away from you where his hand settles on your waist and curls in ever so slightly, squeezing you to his chest so softly that by the time you notice he’s already pulling away and telling you “have a good one.”

     It’s the moment you want to continue. For his hands to stay on your waist and keep him flush to your chest, where you’d finally find the bravery to mumble out those words you’ve kept locked away for the past four years because you don’t know what you’d do after there or. Or what he’d do. Christ, you don’t want to imagine it. 

     So instead you bite your tongue. You hold back the confession that’s been nested in the crevice of your ribs since you first met him and savor the feeling of his hands on your waist and the little “mmm.” he does every time you give him a hug that just makes you feel lightheaded.

     He’s halfway down the driveway when he stops in his tracks. Snipping something under his breath to himself before turning on his heel and pointing at you. 

     “Are you uh, are you free? This Friday?” 

     His hands were shaking. 

     “Yeah. Yeah, I’m free.” 

    So were yours. 

     “I was thinking we could get dinner. It’ll give me a reason to wear these, you know?”  He holds up the pair of pants in his hands and smiles. “Plus, I’ve been meaning to ask you out for a long time. I only have so many clothes for you to fix.” 

     Francisco learned that his hands were full of love. 

     His hands could pull out your chair, pour you wine with a steady grasp. They’ll gesture during conversation that seemed to last for hours and drape his coat around your shoulders in the night air.  Cradle your face when he kissed you goodnight and grip your waist when you pulled him in for another. They could hold you together and pull you apart all in the same night. 

     You saw the trembles in his fingertips without shame. Your lips pressed kiss after kiss to the rough skin of his palm without flinching and wrapped your hands with his each time you saw the world closing in on him, refusing to let go or be pushed away. 

     You saw his hands for what they were. An extension of the man they belonged to. One with scars and tremors that wouldn’t go away no matter how hard he tried to hide them. 

     But you held him nonetheless.

#francisco morales x reader #francisco morales x you #frankie morales x reader #frankie morales x you #catfish morales x reader #i know it isnt very long but i hope you liked it!! i tried to get all poetic without it becoming a wordy snowball of a ramble. #i like putting sewing into my stories can you tell im projecting lol #realized i forgot to put a readmore lol my apologies

[apnourry]

not doing SHIT this weekend so if y'all see me doing shit please tell me to knock it off bc i'm not doiNG SHIT THIS WEEKEND tia🥰🥰🥰

#i can't help myself #i'll be like ONE RHING CAN'T POSSIBLY BE THAT BAD #suddenly balls deep in 4 projects #driving through the mountains with a ton of brush to take to the transfer station and learning to be a ranch hand and taking up 1800s #maritime life #it snowballs #SO FAST #so anyway #NOT DOING SHIT

[bb-drayster]

what a week! nothing happened and i’m tired!

-🐉

#okay. a few things happened. #i’ve been training up hydreigon and science project over there #gave them names too. ghidorah and snowball. #other than that nothing has happened and i’m tired. #rotumblr #pokeblr #pokemon irl #pokeblogging #pokemon rp #pokeblog roleplay #pkmn irl

[starsandthorn]

GIRL.

#personal stuff #thorn plays genshin #WOO. #rosaria projecting onto a cat. help me. she really saw snowball and said she's jsut like me she's just like me fr #the trend of cryo users talking abt their backstory with yellow roses in the bg continues. I GUESS.

[theinfinitedivides]

whenever you tag a post with your 'secret project' tag it makes me smile! it's going to be a banger

ahhhhh, tysm!!!!! it's actually an anthology of things i've been working on seriously for close to four years (had the nebulous idea for an additional four years before that) that is (somehow) still in the plotting stage. the aesthetics are there the vibes are there the general direction is there but word count? nada i'm starting to think it should be a film/game project, asfjdgjnlifhfnlwwmpjfmq

#inbox #q: tsupertsundere #when this fits the vibe for the secret project that you're working on but don't want to talk about on tumblr.com #a prime example of having bitten off more than you can chew............. i have two works that have branched #off from the original anthology into their own full fledged WIPs with character names and settings and everything. again no word count #just the knowledge of it in my head rip #originally the reason i gave it that tag was bc it was fresh off of a very traumatizing experience in the writeblr side of this hellsite #and i did not want to talk about it to anyone. did not want them asking questions did not want them accusing me of sh*t #they didn't know about nothing. now it's snowballed and i'm more open to people who are curious but the tag stuck and i can't #get rid of it now it works too well #if you ask nicely i will post the Pinterest link. key word is nicely bc i still guard that sh*t over there with my life

[bodoquehenko]

oh god I'm so VERY late

hello! I tried to make a powerpoint video game for @sasori-mini-bang

yes… I guess I took the "Free Day" very seriously music: Hijo de la Luna - 8Bit REMIX Naruto - Sadness and Sorrow 8 Bit the drawing, history and "programming" are mine

sketches

many sasoris

#sasori minibang 2022 #sasoriminibang2022 #sasori #au #day 2: free day #video #video game #(??? #yes next time i will try to use something that is made to make games and try to finish it and make it playable #and this is the reason why I don't usually participate in events #I can't control the ideas in my brain... so each project is like a snowball and they end up being very big

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

Are you… perhaps… procrastinating on tumblr?

for once, no. i managed to complete two papers earlier and i’m dedicating tomorrow to another so i’m (probably) fine. and rn i’m cooking. so. i cannot do schoolwork

#ask #i’ve gotten past the freaking out stage and actually i forgor how fast i work. i’ll be fine (probably) #i have a schedule worked out for when i’ll do things and i think i’ll turn out well #if i feel particularly like i’m going to use tumblr to procrastinate i’ll say so #but i actually think it’ll happen less bc i managed to flip the switch in my brain that allows me to work. finally #it’s because i’ve reattached to the topics i’m doing projects for #yippee #once i start doing work and getting into a productive mindset i kinda snowball so things will be okay as long as the weekend doesn’t get me

[artbyaine]

Artist Research - David Hammons

On a snowy morning in 1983, American artist David Hammons performed his now famous ‘Bliz-aard Ball Sale’, selling snowballs on the streets of New York.

The performance piece was set up as a humorous commentary on the art market of the time, which ignored him as a black artist. Art critic Steven Stern wrote: “Hammons’ notion of an artist includes a constant flirtation with notions of the illicit and the fraudulent – the ever-present suggestion that the whole business might be a scam. What, after all, could be more of a scam than selling snowballs in winter?”

Ironically, this piece commenting on how he as an artist was ignored garnered him international notoriety as an artist.

#art project #artist research #david hammons #snowball

[sixftmp3]

sotd. Have You Ever Felt Insane.

#sotd 2023 #👍👍👍👍 #IM GOOD THANKS FOR ASKING !!!!!!!!! #im sorry but like #adhd + mania is fucking hell #i get energy. i start a million projects. i dont finish any of them. i hyperfocus on one and bcuz i have so much energy i tunnel vision #on it and then suddenly its 4am and i've done nothing but write nonsense and i hate every word of it #but i cant stop i have so much energy i need to keep going #and it snowballs and it snowballs and i cant fucking stop it #AUUUUGHDSRTE6JUDYDRUFHGVNMB