#and orig hand

[your-gummi-partner]

Where did these hands come from

Did you befriend some multi-handed deity or something

[ The Gator still can't hear the anon ]

//I can answer! It started when Gummigoo was feeling like scared for a reason I don't remember and the original hand came down and did this

It also gave him chin scritches and then it came back with 3 more hands, here's the texture of all of the hands

And now they kinda just hang around, giving him stuff like food and a charger for the ipad he used to have and also comforting him too

I honestly have grown to love the hands!!

[daftpatience]

also my favourite one got the spot of honor (right next to my tablet)

BONUS I DREW HIM

[prostocupoftea]

Guys i made it

i put him in blender

My dummass kinito shape design was too hard to draw so now he is menacingly A-posing in my .blend file

I will need to rig him and then i can make him do silly dances. Jk mostly posing

Also i think i'll draw eye on him by hand in each frame just so that he'd have that vibe of... idk, my sufferings maybe ? but i think that could look cool

Anyway, he is stupid, i love him, i hope you do too

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[tacticalgrandma]

I love how fandom and ao3 are gay gay queer utopias right up until someone mentions how these environments seem to replicate the misogynistic patterns of the societies they come from, at which point all writers are cishet women.

[betweenlands]

well, that's not very reassuring.

give legundo your soul, it will be fine, source dude trust me

(unedited images below cut as always)

[wolves-in-the-world]

five times quinn pretended to be a birdwatcher on the job and one time it had to be eliot

[ghostowlattic]

Walking the Words - we were once sparrows

[daneesoro]

creative fixup unlimited

(audio/dialog at the last bit)

[your-gummi-partner]

*One of the giant hands is flipping someone off only to be promptly slapped be another, and then they all began comforting Gummigoo.*

-the four hands

[ The Gator feels slightly better, unwrapping his tail from his legs ]

[theinternetisfulloftrash]

Sorry not sorry.

FUCKING. RUDE.

[nerosdayinanime]

Sanemi & Giyuu were about 16-17 when they both individually went on an undercover mission in the Kaze no Kuni capital city, they henged/disguised as fake personas Kazura (vaguely derived from kaze, wind) and Nakuu ('to lose')

Kazura is supposed to be darker skinned + two-toned eyes like that of Kazan no Kuni descendants & is sensible and confident but lazy, Nakuu has a hairstyle + facial shape from Mizu no Kuni & an outgoing enthusiastic and pretty sly personality

Giyuu put some particular effort into his disguise and really got into the character he was playing up, he also had fun with it where he could- and thats how he met Kazura. i dont have or really want specifics of why where how or such bc it ruins the imaginative bit of it ig? but while they were on the mission they were meeting up, they both knew the other was disguised but neither pried about it. they fell in love a bit, however it means, but as Nakuu's namesake they were never going to last. it was a mission and when it was done they would leave for home and never meet again.

but then they did :)

at 19 sanemi and giyuu had a political marriage arranged(forced) by Kyogo being a greedy fuck and wanting more trade from the Tomioka, in both the Happy & Broken marriage paths giyuu's the one who notices sanemi acting the same way as kazura in some ways and realizes the two are one in the same. In the Happy marriage its a thought that brings a smile to his face and a jest about how they fell in love twice, in the Broken marriage its only twice the heartbreak after the apathy sanemi regards him with and the loneliness that consumes him

[steevejr]

i dont know whats wrong with me but every media i create just HAS to end up being a tragedy -_- like margo is intentionally like that because every character loses everything (due to their own actions!!!!!!!) but i sit down to write silly little fantasy and accidentally add the tragedy to it. it was supposed to be fun! who added the themes of loss and death to this shit!!!!!! it was supposed to be a fun silly fantasy gang adventure with clowns!!!!!!!!

[tacticalgrandma]

Trying to justify why Dread would have Wyll in her party and coming up with “hates his dad too.”

[betweenlands]

WHY DO AVIDMC HAVE YOGLABS IN IT

[wolves-in-the-world]

I'm kinda re-evaluating my opinion on the san lorenzo job this watch through. I've seen people point out before that it's a lighthearted and rather easy job after the high stakes of the previous episode, with no real catharsis for eliot on the moreau front. and I've generally agreed with that assessment. this time, though - well, for one thing, me and my limited angst tolerance are very glad for the respite.

and the impression eliot gives is almost that he has had his catharsis, or knows he's getting it now. whether it was by letting nate hold him back and trusting in nate and the team to take moreau down - letting himself fall back into the role of just working with them to keep them safe, not trying to work alone like he did under moreau, like moreau cornered him into doing in the warehouse - or... well.

the other theory is messy, is the thing. it's morally grey at best and not the healthiest option. but eliot got to walk out into a warehouse of monsters just like the one he used to be and put an end to them. he picked up a gun one last time to use it on people who were even worse than him.

it's not that I want to glamourise that. it's not that I think those murders don't count to him, though perhaps, yes, they could count less than the others at his hands, if he lets himself think of them as a little less than human even after the fact. it's too messy for me to be sure of that. but I think there could be something very cathartic, to the part of him that thinks he's monstrous, that he's damned, to be able to externalise those feelings for once, when they must have been weighing down on him harder than they had done for years.

it's fucked up, as catharsis goes. but I don't go to fiction for the best moral examples these days, so I find myself glad, all the same, that he had it.