#It's the orange blorbos.
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sketchunivercx3s · 10 months ago
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undertale soul design for bravery since they're my personal fave.
I don't know what it is about them. They're just so funky.
Bonus:
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galaxiadecima · 17 days ago
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Local News reports an angry short man trying to steal city's favoured symbol: giant rubber ducky
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exx-bee · 4 months ago
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this orange is ginenimasaurous. gimorphous . gigeornes . however you say it
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mallywarez · 5 months ago
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Character Decay
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who-do-i-know-this-man · 23 days ago
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⚠️Vote for whomever YOU DO NOT KNOW⚠️‼️
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dizzybizz · 1 year ago
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only took 2 years but he's done now
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kat1nkulta · 4 months ago
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Umm umm more of those palette challenges with a very silly quick Loop!!
(Human loop design by @oobbbear it’s so good)
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I cheated again with the grey sorry😁🙏 Let’s all pretend together the colors match at all!!
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dootznbootz · 6 months ago
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Huge difference between "He's just some guy (neutral)" and "He's just some guy (affectionate)".
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hauntingofhouses · 11 months ago
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(concept art of young taigen - source ; art credit: @abigaillarson)
i cannot get over this concept art of young taigen. god.
just look at this angry bratty boy, too many feelings that he doesnt know what to do with! an abused 9 year old kid in poverty always playing with sticks in the dirt, obsessed with greatness and dreaming to escape his decrepit village—and he does!
he does escape. he runs away. this angry little boy, all claws and teeth and biting words uttered with a lisp, going on the run into a world he's never seen before until he makes his way to kyoto. and knowing him he probably forced his way in to be accepted by the dojo, growling and kicking even as he's thrown out, back into the streets, too stubborn to take no for an answer and never knowing when to give up.
taigen calls mizu a dog, weak, an orphan, a scrawny street urchin. but i can't help but think that he feels so bold to use those words because he had them spat at him too.
because taigen had the idea of "this is how the world is" beat into him from birth. he learned quickly that if you couldn't beat the world you could join it. but that meant losing your way, your values, your principles. and isn't that what true honour is? not just titles and status and glory?
we don't get to see what taigen, as a child surrounded by peers encouraging and goading him on, would've actually done if that meteor hadn't fallen right in front of them at that very moment. would he have really tried to throw that stone on mizu, killing her? we don't know.
but we do see what taigen (his true self, with no one around) does, when presented with the same opportunity. when mizu passes out in front of him, unconscious and near death, vulnerable, the path to restoring his honour lays itself out for him on a silver platter. and he wants to take it, wants to kill mizu, to claim what is his and return to kyoto and get back everything he'd worked tooth and nail for. he feels like it's what he should do. but he doesn't.
and later, again he is presented with the chance to betray mizu, likely offered by heiji shindo to get his rank reinstated within the shindo dojo. and again, taigen doesn't take it. he refuses. "stupidly loyal," fowler calls him later. loyal, like a dog.
because now, pulled away from the sneering looks and jeering words of people around him, telling him that this is what the world is, taigen had met ringo and mizu, two outcasts who refuse to follow a predetermined path to greatness. and so inside something blooms in him. something like hope. a chance to live in a world that doesn't kick you down every chance it gets, to live in a world where genuine kindness and and love and friendship and even weakness is possible, allowed to simply exist without fear.
because he'd been running away from the very idea of it the whole time. when he ran from kohama, he never looked back, never wanted to remember what it was like to be a child, afraid and hungry and angry and hurting, without the words to make sense of it, desperately wishing for something. something more. he doesn't know what. but he hears stories of great swordsmen and decides, yes, this must be it. this is what i want: glory, greatness. the twisted seed gets planted and thrives in this barren land.
and when he returns to kohama with mizu and ringo, he at last is forced to stop running. he must face the child within him again, and he tells that child to put down the stones in his hand, tells him to stop barking at anything that moves or looks at him wrong.
the child drops the stone, and taigen buys dumplings instead, gives them to mizu. the child within him, wide-eyed at the prospect of friendship, moves him to pick up a hammer and toss it to mizu. he's smiling inside even as he does it; giggling like a kid hiding a silly prank. as soon as mizu drops the hammer after him, he leaps at her, tackling her to the ground and they wrestle and laugh unbridled like two children playing while the adults aren't around to barge in and yell at them.
and then his gaze catches on mizu's lips, he stares into mizu's eyes, a sparkling blue, inviting like the open sea in good weather.
it's a man's desire that takes hold then, the child in him sinking away again, and he curses himself for it, because it ruins the moment.
everything goes to shit from there, and then it's back to being a man, back to putting on his grown-up's armour to play hero.
it fails. the shogun dies. fowler's beatings reopen all the wounds left by heiji shindo's torture. "honour is meaningless," mizu tells him. "nothing comes from being a samurai but death."
the words follow him, and he follows the words.
as everything burns down, he runs, leaving the fire behind him, and sees akemi, as well as the verdure of spring behind her, calling him. he does not hesitate then to hold his hand out to her, inviting her to come with him. "i don't want to be great," he says. "i just want to be happy."
what is happiness to him? perhaps he doesn't know it yet, or perhaps he does. but really, i believe happiness is what the child in him always wanted but never received. happiness is a home.
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dorpilgrimvsthetumbler · 6 months ago
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doodles i made of the favrite character (mango)
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beardisable · 2 years ago
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- Bruno Is Orange by Hop Along
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iknaenmal · 8 months ago
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guys i drew gojo satoru are you proud of me
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your-blorbos-are-queer · 1 month ago
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orange blossom from strawberry shortcake (2003) is lesbian (headcanon)
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submitted by @orangeslikesbread
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astros-arts-inthestars · 11 months ago
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KEL DELTARUNE PLAYTHROUGH: GONE WRONG!!! WEIRD ROUTE 100% SPEEDRUN!! NOT CLICKBAIT!!!
jk hey guys i did the thing <33 meet my comfort characters yeah no one's surprised <333
Textless & og version below the cut:
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Idea of Draw Your Comfort Characters Like this from here!
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who-do-i-know-this-man · 20 days ago
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⚠️Vote for whomever YOU DO NOT KNOW⚠️‼️
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qqueenofhades · 4 months ago
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I love that you’re being a very level headed voice of excitement and reason in the wake of EVERYTHING, but also I feel like you just said recently you were stepping away from politics? Am I imagining that or did you decide to come back?
Aha. I did say it. I keep trying to do it.
And yet.
AND. FUCKING. YET. Things keep fucking happening. No more. Nobody wants any more.
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