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Redraw of my old flower ranchers Christmas art!

Happy holidays everyone, hope you enjoy this art and whatever you celebrate! Old version under the cut

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This post has once again breaChed Containment

Yeah sorry your boyfriend is dead. Yeah there was nothing we could d- wait what are you doing put the DNA copying powers down. Don’t look at him in the eyes desperately and copy his DNA. NO. BAD. THIS IS NOT HOW YOU COPE WITH LOSS. GO TO THERAPY DO NOT INVENT A NEW STAGE OF GRIEF. Why do I even bother.

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This is amazing.

they weren't notified in advance

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omg oh no. Btw my new Class hates me, so [i]m resortin to tumblr for emotions

My partner made a terrible comment about Minecraft's bundles that I think tumblr would appreciate.

So, you know how you need to remove all the items in the order they appear in up until you reach the one you actually want, right? Which- Gets super messy and ends up with 300 inventory items dropped on the ground while you're digging in your bag to get that goddamn pot.

Well. Uh. They noted, with their very limited knowledge on it, that uh...

they literally reinvented homestuck's terrible captchalogue's systems, huh

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the two ways to handle losing your gay situationship you started a kingdom with one time a few years back:

Turn into a half fish pirate guy with an hourglass who kills his only remaining friend for defying the gods

Merge bodies with the other guy to keep him with you for a bit longer while a necromancer puppeteers his zombified corpse around

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are you guys excited for crimmy (new way of saying christmas i came up with)

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please somebody maKe their roadtrip into a fiC

the life series winners but its that one saiki k scene

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Men who look like “hot rodents”❓

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Nonono you don’t get it you don’t get it. The wildcard player winning wild life, and it’s the first win that doesn’t feel tinged in grief and sadness. He still hears his friend’s voices, he laughs, he triumphs, he finally wins. It’s celebratory, it’s wonderful, it’s a blaze of glory, it’s wild. And he doesn’t fit neatly into what the Watchers want and picture - he could be a comet, a black hole, a chariot, and he crashes through it all and screams that he doesn’t need anything but himself. Setting a new precedent, changing the series, changing the winners forever. Changing what it means to be a winner. It’s his, after all. He’ll make it wild. And hey! The fandom is ours. Draw him as a comet, as a black hole, as a car, as something else entirely. Write him as triumphant, as grieving, as manic. Do whatever you want!!! Have fun!!! Make it wild!!

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Omggg yeasss spread the sCulK

I've seen a few people now say that people won't be able to make dramatic winner art/animations out of Joel, and that couldn't be further from the truth

Yes, Joel doesn't take anything seriously. That what makes him terrifying.

Think about it. He's stuck in a death game and he is having fun. When everyone is chasing him down in the finale, he easily uses the teleport power to evade them while barely trying. He can taunt and laugh at them, confident he can't be caught, and he's RIGHT.

Joel feels no fear. He plays the game. He revels in the chaos with a smile on his face. If that is not an epic setup for a villain I don't know what is. It also creates a fun dynamic between him and the other winners. He doesn't care, he can taunt them with memories he's now regained ("Weren't you and Scar friends Grian? How's your soulmate Pearl?") and it throws them off because never has a winner been untouchable like this before. He has no guilt to grapple with, but everyone else does. That gives him innate power over the others

Joel himself is a wildcard. He enjoys the game as much as the watchers. He can adapt to anything, as proven by the series he won in. He has loyalties, sure, but in the end he didn't really care about killing Grian. He thrives when others struggle to survive, and he LOVES chaos.

In conclusion, Joel is the life series equivalent of Bill Cypher. In this essay I will-

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Op is an absolute prophet

chat

I-

I think I predicted the future.

Okay, so I was rifling through a sketchbook from last year- last year- 2021- and then I come across this

... and i was like okay, weird, look like I designed the Etho snail from Hermitcraft a year early, that happens, right??

And then I turn the pages.

And find this

Yup. Most of the lifers- as snails- a flipping YEAR before wild life?????

Someone call an ambulance I think I just died. Help.

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I'd like to imagine all the winners with wings. Like, Every time someone wins, they gained wings.

Grian with parrot wings; Scott with azure dragonfly wings with star patterns; Pearl with dark blue and red lunar moth wings; Martyn with red dragon wings with magma cracks; Scar with mossy wings with flowers growing from it; Cleo with skeletal wings;

And Joel with car doors taped on his back.

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ABSOLUTE GENIUS

Just... cuz I could

To try to get to sleep last night I came up with ocean puns of all the Hermits names and I liked some of them, so I decided to share them with the internet.

BbubbleO100

Blubfan135

DockM77

Eeltho

FalseSwimmetry

Algae-an

GeminiBay

GoodtideswithScar (credit @clever-naming-convention)

Shipnotizd

ImporpulseSV

iJevfin

Joekrills

Coralis

Mum-boat

Pearl-escentmoon

RenCod

Skizz-salmon

Shoal Smallishbeans

Tang-o

VintageReef (credit @izelthewashbear)

Shellsknight

xBcrab-ted

Fish-uma

ZombieCleocean

Zedive

Additionally we have Sharktyn, Shoalidarity, Scott Ray-jor, BigSeaStatz and EelDShadowlady

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THREE POEMS / Ellen Welcker

The Hadal Zone in order to discuss some issues, one must gain remove from them in order to discuss some issues, one must get up inside of them in order to discuss some issues, one must “open” oneself make it “go away” see it “anew” I saw a man once I’d lived with him almost twenty years You could say we were lovers I saw a darling little creature dumpling, I called and stooped to gather creature up in order to discuss some issues, one must call on an expert in order to discuss some issues, one must call an orange an orange a caw a caw brimstone, brimstone I moved through the world like a trench I moved through water like a stargazer one must admit the existence of tubeworms in order to discuss some issues one must be intricate necessity and the next moment, replaceable Late Reign II Outside the sky is paranoia, the weather is paranoia, the color is fear to stench, the boy at the bus stop’s dad is buying coffee. The weird little child is humming. Outside inside the car, the dog is covering the windows in saliva. The mother is texting how do I, how do I… The child wants the threat of war to be as unreal as the other wars, the real ones, droning on, the drones honing in on the others. The child wants to pack her for lunch, wants a stuffie made of mama, wants to die together. Monday is a light blue day, Wednesday a little cinnamon-y. Or should be. Tell someone, whoever, just to bury them in the backyard. every view through branches trying to work through this thing where someone might need to NOT me a decentering knocks the tilt right out.             spindly little axis.             like a deer’s leg. that’s me. I haven’t—      and that part—                                       and—             (‘and’ being the holding             of twined-up truths & ruthless             little—)(each wears a little             tuxedo—each             so dapper & charming) it is something really something             to be                           bye-byed. Sky doesn’t make mistakes, cries the child. Sky just relaxes up there. Trees don’t make mistakes—they’re not even human. Ash falls from the low, sick sky. It is the burnt remains of forests. If I inhale, I’ll know something. ⁂ Ellen Welcker’s books are Ram Hands (Scablands Books, 2016), The Botanical Garden, (Astrophil Press, 2010), and several chapbooks, including The Pink Tablet, just out from Fact-Simile Editions. She lives in Spokane, WA.

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You wanna go back to the surface, you say? Oh, such a silly thought. There is absolutely nothing you want. You have no thoughts, nor mind, you are just a conscious corpse here. The ocean is your home, you should get used already.

This is our home. You can't leave. You won't leave. It's getting hard to breathe? I know. It is for all of us, too. But soon or later, you gonna get used. Just like us.

Stay with us.

Forever.

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I have. An odd collection of sorts (scar being weirdly casual with sharp objects)

(I could swear there's another image like this but I can't find it)

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cubfan135 fact #431:

H;ello everybody cubfan Here