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Dy family doodle while I’m working on something else
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Look at my son.
(characters, not content creators. Not Wss.)
I discovered the smudge tool on Ibis paint and I have been forever changed. My third eye has been opened.
Originals (from Pinterest).
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cbee brain disease instead of brain there is only cbee
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does anyone ever remember that cbee were teen parents bc i do
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somethign something reincarnations see themselves at a museum something something
vaguely inspired by this post
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official elon musk hate post reblog to hate like to hate reply to hate
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I was inspired by fic, which unfortunately removed from aо3...but translation of several chapters is available on the russian fanfic site -
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something about the idea that c!tommy, at the end of things, dyes his hair pink. He lets it grow out, braids it back once it gets to the point where just throwing a hat on won’t fix it anymore, and one day he looks in the mirror and sees Techno staring back at him. Just for a split second, he’s there in the glass, and it’s like a bolt of lightning, Tommy scrambling through his chests looking for pink dye or flowers or something. The first dye job is atrocious but he keeps trying, keeps mixing red and white and blush pink until he gets that exact damn shade, the one he used to wonder why Techno kept at all. It was a liability, he thought, a bright, recognizable color even in darkness. Now, every two weeks, he sits on a stool in his bathroom and paints his roots and smiles at his brother in the mirror. He wears sweaters, now, too, big baggy ones under great leather overcoats to keep out the rain. And if he pulls that one thread on the cuff of every coat that was always loose on Wilbur’s jackets because he’d scrape his guitar calluses against the hem, then that’s nobody’s business but his own. He keeps a brimmed hat for when he goes into town, something kind and green, to shade his eyes and hide the fact that he hasn’t washed his hair in a few days and the roots are starting to grow out white and gold. He feeds the crows and they whirl and tumble around him like leaves in the wind, though he can’t understand what they chatter to him. He walks with a cane, he sings as he works, he carries the Ax of Peace.
At the end of it, he is the last and best of them all. He is every good part of them, held like a passed torch after they’ve gone away. He is not quite happy yet, but he is getting there. And honestly? He’s the spitting image of Technoblade.
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“I hate you for what you did
And miss you like a little kid “
- Motion sickness , Phoebe Bridgers
#artists on tumblr#dsmp#dream smp#dsmp fanart#c!quackity#quackity fanart#quackity#quackity dsmp#I know the lyrics don’t fit the art#but I feel like he would say this to schlatt#in my head at least#:(
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Get ready for Techza Week 2025!
This year the event will take place from March 16th - 22nd, with two potential prompts for each day to chose from. Content can range from fic to art to playlists, and all forms of Techno and Phil's relationships are allowed, including platonic, queer platonic, and romantic!
Prompt List
Day 1 (March 16th) - First Kiss | Bed
Day 2 (March 17th) - Cooking | War
Day 3 (March 18th) - Soulmates | Bell
Day 4 (March 19th) - Home | Scars
Day 5 (March 20th) - Winter | Summer
Day 6 (March 21st) - Royalty | Imprisonment
Day 7 (March 22nd) - Hero | Villain
For more info you can check out the Q&A or feel free to send an ask!
And if you want to look at last year's prompt list for inspo - x
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i actually don't know what possessed me to do this all in on sitting . drawn on mspaint
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