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Boy comes over to my house: Oh my god, you have MP-36 Megatron, And Classic 1984/85 Megatron? And Action Master Megatron, And G2 Megatron, and Funko Pop Megatron, and Keychain Funko Pop Megatron, and MP-5 Megatron, and World’s Smallest Megatron, and World’s Smallest Transforming Megatron, and 1996 Beast Wars Megatron, Mega Class Transmetal Megatron, MP-43 Megatron (BW), 2006 Voyager Class Nerf N-Strike Maverick Blaster Megatron Kreon Class of 1984 version Megatron figure Vintage 1985 Pencil Topper Eraser Megatron, in your bedroom?
The results of the Sgt Frog popularity poll ! Made by participants from tumblr, twitter and wordpress
Thanks everyone and happy valentine’s day to Giroro
happy pride to these lesbian foxes
hi!! I’m going to (FOOLISHLY) attempt to revive my tumblr! I don’t know if anyone following me still uses this site, but here we go! I’ve been working on painting fairies lately - I’m going to do a big poster of the little guys in the style of a vintage scientific poster. I hope you like them! I’m going to try to update daily until I catch up with the other socials I actually use haha. enjoy!
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when u exit hyperfocus mode and ur immediately hit with every status effect ever
I began assigning colours to the values by using a limited palette to create a monochrome effect. By keeping the colouring cohesive I expected it to create a sort of calming atmosphere, but ran into some issues. I originally chose a soft lilac-blue palette inspired by the last line of the poem “the silence of the sands when tides are low”. However, the colours fell flat and made it hard to distinguish details. I experimented with a more vibrant teal, but it resulted in an eerie tonality that didnt suit the theme.
I revisted a blue colour palette, adjusting the contrast between the values to pull some deeper tones from the background. To do this I created a wider gradient in the sky, providing a clear outline for the horizon. The richness of the blue tied the elements of the foreground together nicely without becoming too messy. However, I was still concerned that the monochrome palette would make it hard for the audience to differentiate the time of day shown in the panels.
The pulse of life
Petition for artists to stop calling their art 'sketches' and 'doodles' unless it's actually a sketch (quick, unfinished pencil on paper or the digital equivalent). It probably sounds like I'm kidding but I'm genuinely not; as an artist who used to tag lots of stuff this way, I thought it was a humble way of saying 'eh it's not that great' but then I'd turn around and see some artist whose skill is WAY out of my league saying the same shit about their gorgeous, full color art. And whether or not the intent is self depreciating (which is bad in itself), the takeaway I'd always get is 'this was easy and I didn't spend very much time on it'. Cuz that's what a sketch IS, it's something low effort and unfinished. And not to sound salty but it's a bit of a 'fuck you' to people at lower skill levels who would probably chop off a limb to turn out something that good. It then slowly dawned on me that I must be the 'fuck you'-er to some people, cuz we're all our own worst critics and I know some people really do like my art, regardless of how I might feel about it.
Anyway I highly doubt anyone's intentions are really 'fuck you', I'm sure yr all doing it for similar reasons as mine were, but it's a bit hurtful and disheartening nonetheless. If you put effort into your piece, be proud of it! Otherwise ppl are gonna think 'wow if THIS is just a doodle, what the hell am I even doing?'
Collage 2023 Jackie Valadez
Tumblr resized the image and made it unreadable, so have a LINK instead. Image made from composited screen caps from Xiaolinpedia.
“Nice day out.”
“Yeah, sure. Horrible night to have a curse, though.”
“It’s some small comfort that the Curse at least caught some pleasant weather in its loop.”
“The Corsairs say the weather was always nice here. It was however they wanted to make it.”
“Suppose so. Still, these flowers might not’ve been in bloom. It might’ve been overcast.”
“Something tells me mild weather and pretty flowers don’t mean much after almost three years trapped here, reliving the same three weeks over and over, helpless to do anything differently while the rest of the world just moves along.”
“Oh, I don’t know. I’ve spent all the time I can fighting here since the Curse set in, helping keep it at bay—like you. I talk with the Corsairs, too. They can’t change what they do, but I can. So I try to do things for them, bring them things.”
“Like flowers?”
“Yes, like flowers. One Corsair friend I’ve made spends the whole three weeks in a cliffside cave, pinned down by the initial Scorn attack. For the first few cycles she was just alone in there, eventually knowing exactly when the Scorn would come out of the dark, but unable to do anything to prepare. In the third week she runs out of water, gets dehydration exhaustion, and gets wounded—not by the Scorn, she killed them all. She stumbles and gashes her side on a rock. She waits the last two days, and doesn’t quite die before the Curse brings her back to the beginning to go through it all again.”
“I know lots of stories like that—and worse.”
“No doubt. For some of our friends here, it’s all we can do to fight with them, even if it doesn’t change anything yet. For her, though, I’m glad to be able to do more than that.”
“With flowers?”
“Flowers, vids and news from outside, and just talk, when I can spare the time.”
“Wouldn’t it be better to help her avoid hurting herself?”
“I’ve tried. The Curse responds strangely to our intentions. When I position myself in place to keep her from falling into the jagged rock, she still stumbles and falls—but the fall happens earlier or later than when I’m there. I think even if I spent the whole three weeks in that cave with her, I couldn’t prevent the course of what befalls her, not with all my power.”
“…You’re right. Early on, I decided to pitch camp, just skip out on Vanguard duty and stay here. I grouped up with a Corsair squad on the far side of the mists, out toward the Watchtower. I learned where every enemy would come from, and when; the trajectory and timing of each shot; the placement and severity of every wound. I fought like hell with them, over and over, but even with perfect foreknowledge of how the attacks would come…”
“You somehow couldn’t stop them.”
“…No. It’s as if their actions would change because I knew what they’d do when. Everything would end up happening the same, just… slipping around what I did, no matter how I intervened.”
“That’s the Curse. That’s how it touches us, even though we can come and go, and act freely within its grip. And that’s why I bring my friend flowers and tell her what’s going on beyond the Reef. Until we finally break the Curse, I think the small comfort we can try to give may be worth more than all the fighting we do over and over again.”
(Spine of Keres, Dreaming City)
got an idea for a song it’s called moonsetter
one of the most ship dynamics of all time
‘The Visitor’ by Andrew Hitchen
‘Flower of Death’ by Akseli Gallen - Kallela, 1895
a little breezy!!!
^ Picture by artists of Ratchet and Clank series - CreatureBox