#Install Puppet

[kawaiialeisha]

Hello,Frank! :) Since your my favorite character do ever thought about planting a butterfly garden?There are different butterfly plants that attract butterflies! :)

No… he never thought of it.. until now. 🦋

(He deeply appreciates the suggestion)

[ecoterrorist-katara]

“It’s gross if Katara marries Zuko since he’s her colonizer” she overthrew the last Fire Lord to put Zuko on the throne. If anything the Fire Nation would be worried that he’s Katara’s puppet

[lovesickeros]

☆ you sow; & thus you shall reap what you are owed

{☆} characters tsaritsa {☆} notes cult au, imposter au, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings blood, violence {☆} word count 0.8k

You are dying.

Gold melts into the dirt, bleeds into the very earth that you'd molded by your own hands – a familiarity you do not understand the source of – you know it to be true, yet you do not remember it as Teyvat does. It weeps, in turn, for the way you bleed upon it, the way your lungs strain for breath.

It is fury and sorrow and fear and hatred so raw that your mind buckles.

You will die.

"A dying godling and its judge, it's jury – it's executioners," The voice is hollow and cold, sweeps across your broken body like the first chill of winter, "Archons who saw themselves Gods, now brought to heel by their own hubris."

A cold hand upon your cheek, the brush of a thumb across your lip, the gentle caress of cold across your skin. You know her – you don't remember, you shouldn't recognize her but you do – and she knows you. The cold beckons and you follow, let her kindness settle in the hollow space of your chest. You want to speak, to cry and scream and rage, let the world burn around you in a fit of flames so hot even she cannot contain it – but she silences you, quiets the anger seeping into your blood, quiets Teyvat itself.

"Do not speak, little godling. Guide my hand," She is cold; her hands are not gentle, yet it is bliss compared to the callous, cruel hands that have shattered you. She is cruel and cold and brutal but she is love in the way she kisses the crown of your head. She is love in the way she is the bulwark between you and the world that has scorned you – she is fury in the way she brings them to their knees. "And I shall enact judgement most divine."

They will pray for forgiveness, and they shall find themselves wanting.

"It wasn't our fault!" They cry, but you cannot recognize the voice – it breaks and cracks like glass. "They were too human. How were we meant to know? We– we thought they were.."

Silence.

You watch your judge – the executioner, the blade that shall carve their sins into the very marrow of Teyvat, stand above you like death. As cold as winter and just as brutal. Your temple has been painted in the gold of your divine blood, and she shall complete the masterpiece with their own. The Archons shall become the grandest art in the world – this temple the canvas, their blood the paint and their bodies the palette. The cold that cuts sinew cradles you – it sings to you, whispers sweetly in your ear and carves bone from body in the same breath. The cold presses it's lips to your wrist and it cradles a heart within it's palm – judges them and finds them guilty.

It is her spear that rests between their ribs, her sword that dissects and her dagger that carves – the cold devours.

In the breadth of this divine sanctuary, the Archons dwindle. They become the pieces of a divine work of art, they bleed and bend and break upon her hands. She shakes the heavens and carves mortality into the bones of the divine – your word is Law, and you weave their deaths into the roots of Teyvat itself.

They shall know of their grand folly in every moment henceforth and longer still and they shall weep.

And as the curtain falls, as the world crumbles beneath fist and blade, she cradles your face between hands too cold – as gentle as a shard of ice between your ribs, as brutal as the kiss of gentle snowfall. The world buckles at the loss of six, but she alone does not allow it to break – you will have to mend the wounds of the world when you are well, but today you weep and Teyvat weeps with you.

And alone, the cold remains.

Stone has eroded, the wind has ceased, the flames have been extinguished, the storm has been silenced, the forests have gone quiet and the seas go still.

But the cold remains, bathed in gold.

It wraps you in thick furs, cradles you against the winter storm that brews beneath a veneer of composure. It brings you home – lets the world settle into a stillness and silence that inspires only dread and still she presses a kiss to your brow.

It is cold, but there has never been something so warm.

Where hands have broken you, she drapes you in furs, wipes away the thick gold that clings to your skin. She pieces you back together where you have been shattered, reshapes you where you have been bent – makes of you something new. Not a god and not a mortal but something wedged between them.

But you are yourself.

And you are where you belong.

They shall put you back together and you shall know only the worship worthy of the divine. They shall carve this world into your image, tear out and burn away the rot that festers.

All you need to do is say the word and they shall be your tools to make this world your own.

One word and those who wronged you shall burn, too.

Just one word. That's all it takes, and they shall take away your pain.

[boycaca]

I think its somewhat telling that the gnosis was placed inside the shouki no kami rather than scara containing it in his chest the same way that venti did with his gnosis. I get that its probably more so because scara needed a much grander body for his god form and the electro gnosis just so happened to be at the centre of it… but i cant help but think of it as the games way of telling us that he truly is not fit to contain the gnosis, even in peak form when all his powers are unleashed, he still needs to build a whole new body as the gnosis’ vessel, that the so called “heart” he thought was rightfully his would not actually make him satisfied or fulfilled, as it seems to be the embodiment of all of scara’s obsessions

[tedwardremus]

The final Harry Potter book should have ended with the International Confederation of Wizards coming to Britain and setting up criminal trails for not just death eaters but ministry employees

[eerna]

*grabs tiktok's shoulders* Jude isn't selfish. she is not a self-serving girlboss. the reason she played for the throne was 1) to keep Oak safe, 2) to keep mortals safe, and only then 3) to grab as much power as she could. she could have been and is always tempted to be, but she always stops herself in time.

[chulipgaming]

fuck it, I assigned the characters in the gay sex game fighting game archetypes

discuss amongst yourselves if this makes any damn sense

[fishing-lesbian-catgirl]

Girl who can’t stop thinking about how arknights characters would play in a fighting game.

[maxfosterstudio]

Midnight Snack

A Real Fake Animals Installation, 2023

MIDNIGHT SNACK, a Real Fake Animals installation came down a bit ago. I figured it's time I actually post my groceries from the show!

The installation was at the 301 Frame Gallery in Beverly MA. What a fantastic opportunity to work with so many neat friends/artists in a place I find to be a home away from home. The installation was for the two windows are the first two images there, one side a blanket wall of puppet heads, and the other a creature being caught getting a silly snack.

I obsessively assisted in the craft of the character, made lots of grocery items (not all are pictured), and participated in other late-night shenanigans. These are my favorite items that I made.

All are made from felt, embroidery floss, lots of fabric glue, some bristol board, and plastic plates.

Official RFA website and other info coming soon, thanks for the support!

[spotsupstuff]

(shoves a microphone in your face) fish tit mayhaps. would you allow fish tit to happen

whatchu mean "allow" that shit is a legitimate part of his design, he speaks thru his tit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he would NOT stand for having his voice muffled, void forbid!!!!!!!!!!!! his SPEAKER TIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he needs the world to hear his COMPLAINTS

here have a bonus drawin of him later in his character arc utilizing the carry on tit parenting method while babysitting a scav kit

[dhmis-autism]

i really wanna hear so many of your fluffybird headcanons please /nf

Hah well thank you? That's very sweet though I don't have too many? Most of them just rely on scenes in the actual show or my interpretations of the characters based on what I see? Like, I'll notice things?

Uh, I think Duck like, with both Yellow and Red just like. ASSUMES however he feels about either of them is immediately and unequivocally reciprocated. I think part of that is his ego and I think part of that is his either unwillingness or utter inability to read social cues ( see: "They're pretending they don't respect me."; 'I'M your best friend?' 'Yeah. We're close." ) This is, regardless of the way he treats both of them by the way, because he assumes they already are a family and expects the other two to just immediately agree and also because of how immediate he is to reassure Yellow of their friendship when questioned on it.

I think it's very likely that in his head Ducks like "Uh, yeah, the big guy LOVES me, I'm LITERALLY his favorite." and if he were to ever verbalize that to him, Red would shut that down so hard his head would spin lol. ( Think very similar to what happens in the family ep :])

Red guy tends to be a bit harsh when it comes to verbalizing/establishing clearly his connection with the other two members of the trio (see: "I mean I KNOW you, I know which one you ARE."; "We could have a friend meeting!" 'Well, thats a stretch.'; "We shouldn't even be talking to each other,should we? We don't even know each other,really." ) but in his actions he shows he definitely at least cares for them. Like Yellow, I think he's actually very unsure about his place with the other two (and seems a bit insecure in general? At least in regard to how he looks/comes across.) and his way of coping with this is what he uses a lot; avoidance. He doesn't really know where he stands with the other two or what they think of him, so he acts as though they have no connection at all. He WILL desperately try to call them while he's gone and make SURE they don't leave the car before he starts trying to escape and also he WILL know their favorite foods and make puppets of them when he's all alone. But yknow, they're practically strangers, he doesn't know a thing about them.

THAT is why I think a lot of his interactions with Duck in a romantic sense would be similar to the Electricity scene in that they will be quiet and bashful and give himself an easy out in case the feelings are not reciprocated. Here, I'm focusing more on how he never outright says he likes looking at Duck, he says he "wouldn't mind" then confirm sort of unsteadily "I suppose" when pressed on it. What he means is sort of inferred and unsteadily confirmed in a wishy-washy way that gives him an easy out if things go wrong.

So YAH!

[krawdad]

I know I'm guilty of saying this a lot but that looks remarkably straightforward to build

[sodrippy]

they need to invent a dnd that wont blow up a friend group and also happens irl but with my friends i already have who live too far away. and a dm who gives me thirty six magic items and lets us start as level ten

[divineyetinpain]

Fan art for Tulip Apartments!

My friend Dylan recently released their projects (Tulip apartment) first installment and in celebration I drew their main character Lucy L. Lovely! She is indeed quite lovely:]

[carcosacurations]

horse

[bigfrogdraws]

Blinding Eclipse Beams' ref is done! i think my fav part is the pearl embedded in his puppet

ill work on the Parcel's ref eventually... Eclipse's lil delivery boy will return someday