#done on stream

[tundrakatiebeanart]

This week’s food paint challenge! Sometimes all you need to make your panic attacks chill out is to stare at a tomato and slap some colors that don’t make real sense on top of it. Pretty sure everyone knows that!

[kaifish1]

I got these done on stream

[lawlznet]

It was difficult to hear myself think over the sound of debauchery coming from six different locations in the afterlife. Between the mindless sounds of killing and fornication, the rusted over door spoke to me through the cacophony, calling me. If I still had a heart i imagined it would be beating several hundred dozen repetitions a minute, and as soon as the door closed, punctuated by someone making a loud, obnoxious belch, I was alone with my thoughts once more. It was an empty room- there was not a single other soul here and at first I began to panic. Was this the wrong choice? What's the point of getting to indulge in a mortal sin for all eternity if you had no one to share it with? I swatted the air in frustration and turned to head back the way I came, when I noticed the ground beneath me carve with a large red splotch in roughly the same area where I had swatted the air.

I kicked the ground, and a wave of blue erupted from the ground and covered the floor ahead with a splotch of color, gently diluting at the edges, mixing with the red into a wonderful hue of violet. My mouth went dry even as my lips formed into an impossibly large grin. I attacked the air again and again, watching as a flurry of paint spun through the room and splotched in uneven, abstract forms upon the floor- because it was not just any floor, but a gigantic canvas, and in a realm with only me and my art, well... Is anything, or anyone else, more important?

In the afterlife, you are given a choice of 7 gates to pass through and indulge in a deadly sin for the rest of eternity, but one in particular catches your eye; a rusty office door labelled “PRIDE” in bold font.

[lazylittledragon]

some domestic shadowlachs <33

[sketchtropolis]

Breathe.

Progress under the cut

[theminecraftbee]

also for those who didn't hear: hermitcraft has officially broken the record for the most money raised in a single event for gamer's outreach. $763,012. 3/4 of a million. what a community.

[todareistodo]

happy "philza minecraft's hc s4 world is 5 years old what the fuck" day to everyone celebrating!!

[solbellaria]

Man I need to catch up on today's streams LOL

[tundrakatiebeanart]

We finished this frog today! He’s a red eyed tree frog named Hopbert! There are more amphibians in our future too 👀

[socksandbuttons]

Heyyy Solar Flare buddy pal how you doin- After idk months its DONE. Solar Flare's introduction to the plot (even tho everyone already knew he was in this au) But basically how Eclipse finds out our buddy's been in there the whole time and he's Handling It. Oh boy does he handle it. To Bloodmoon tho it looks like he's mumbling to his reflection. Normal sibling behavior. Dont worry.

But also a look into the mindscape here! Thru very... long comic post.

[grouchythefish]

Listen listen to me, the fact that you could take a game like borderlands and make a point and click adventure out of it and have that point and click adventure go on to not only be critically acclaimed and beloved but ALSO introduce an entire new group of people to the franchise who otherwise would not have given it a second look PROVES definitively that there's potential in the world building and narrative for genuine story telling that doesn't need the structure of a looter shooter to support interest in it AND doesn't require prior knowledge of the franchise to be enjoyable. There is already story potential in the canon to make works that people will care about. The failure of the borderlands movie was not inevitable, they could have made something really good if they just approached it from an angle that acknowledges this is a world that already exists and is beloved instead of throwing it all away to make a completely different story in the most lazy and uninspired way possible with so little attention to detail that they forget by the end of the movie that they've never used the word "Siren" throughout the entire movie so Tannis calls Lilith a siren at the very end of the movie with absolutely zero context or explanation. Your movie looks like it was made by AI in the worst possible way because it looks like nobody involved gave a shit about what they were making and it didn't deserve that.

[lawlznet]

The crushing of bone, flesh, and sinew sang like poetic hymns to Gargoranath the White Dragon as he tore apart the hapless human's sting-arm and spat it asunder. Normally the greater dragon would have roasted the arm whole before consuming it, but he had had enough of the human's shit by this point.

“TREMBLE, MORTAL!” He growled in the human's own language, vocal cords languishing as it forced itself to speak the inferior tongue. “BOW YE TO YER BETTERS, AND I WILL YET GRANT THEE MERCY of a SWEET DEATH.”

“Er, SWIFT death,” Gargoranath corrected himself. When tales of its mighty and expected victory over the lesser being were retold, he expected to be depicted as having full knowledge of their superiority over humankind, even knowing their common phrases. The mighty dragon allowed itself a deep, thrumming laugh, before looking downward at the puny human to gaze upon its insurmountable fear...

...only to find that said human was crouched over its bag, rooting away at its insides with its lone arm, paying absolutely no heed to either the dragon, or its missing arm.

“Er,” The dragon spake, smoke gently escaping its chiseled, scaled lips, “Perhaps I did not make myself clear enough for your inferior ears,” The dragon said, “I asked you to BOW to yer BETTERS, so that I may GRANT THEE MERCY of a SWEE-” The dragon caught itself, “SWIFT death. SWIFT. As in, QUICKLY. FAST. IMMEDIATE.”

The dragon mouth curled into a self satisfied grin. He LOVED his more than textbook knowledge of human vocabulary. Not that dragon textbooks were all that long to begin with.

The dragon watched as said human, instead of responding, took the entirety of the knapsack and dumped its contents onto the ground. At first a few items of little worth fell out, including an entire bundle of hay and prematurely grown carrots, but it didn't stop there- the contents of the bag quickly covered the ground surrounding the human's feet and a large number of empty bottles, gems, gold, random farming equipment, and even chess pieces followed suit, bouncing off of those items already on the ground and rolling away down the ruined streets.

The dragon blinked as this continued for some time. He almost didn't catch the several weapons and clearly magical items tumble out in the process, transfixed as he was by the sheer amount of garbage that escaped the pack's vast innards. Eventually, the pack did stop producing contents, however, and with it the dragon breathed a sigh of relief, snorting a short belch of flame. It ignited a few scrolls of little worth that had rolled to its feet, forgotten by the armless human.

“AT LAST,” the dragon said, eyeing some of the choice parcels that had now littered the ground, “How considerate of you to clean yourself prior to consumption,” the dragon spoke with a low, half growl, half laugh, “Your digestion will be all the much smoother- what are you doing?”

The human continued to ignore Gargoranath and searched through the numerous items for something. The dragon snarled- it was obvious to him that the human was looking for a weapon of some kind!

He reared on his hind legs and prepared to pounce, but as he did a short leap, he watched as the human clamped its meaty, remaining fingers onto an enormous wheel of cheese. The dragon skid to a stop, nearly tripping itself upon the minor mound of both treasure and garbage that had accumulated on the ground before him. The human rose to a standing position, but only seemed to stare forward- and with a mighty chomp, consumed the entirety of the cheese wheel in one bite.

The dragon blinked.

The dragon blinked again.

The dragon blinked a third time and saw an empty tankard of ale in the human's remaining hand. Liquid dripped from the tankard, and beneath the human, the dragon saw at least three recently consumed apples, only their cores remaining.

“Are you...” The dragon started, his eyes squinting, “Are you... is this... what humans refer to as 'marinade'?” The dragon said, trying to relieve its confusion with humor. He watched as the human gripped a watermelon, easily the same size as a cow's skull, and eliminated half of it with an impossibly large bite. The rind crunched loudly under unseen lips, the pink juices of the fruit leaking out of the opening underneath the human's helm, vaguely resembling blood leaking from a famished hound's maw as they tore into prey.

It was when the human suddenly produced an entire roast bird, which was still steaming as if recently prepared, and swallowed one of its legs in a single gulp, that the dragon began to scream internally. So terrible was the terrible Gargoranath's terror that by the time he noticed that the human's once disarmed arm had regrown itself, he was six feet in the air, his frantic wings billowing the collected refuse of the human's pack all over the place, scattering bills of sale, stolen private notes, and tales of the whore queen (volumes three through nine) asunder.

“WE WILL NOT SPEAK OF THIS, HUMAN!” The dragon roared as it reached keep-height, “I WILL NOT SPEAK OF YOU, YOU WILL NOT SPEAK OF ME! IT IS EQUIVALENT!”

In a way, Gargoranath was not incorrect- he wouldn't speak again, but he did not realize this as a storm of crossbow bolts tore through the sky and into his wings.

In the midst of combat, the villain watches in terror as the hero swallows an entire roast chicken, two cheese wheels, and a whole watermelon at once.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Sorry for not having a Year of the Dragon MDZS artwork; Unfortunately, I can only picture Dragon LWJ in this particular flavour.

[teddybearty]

💕 S-M-I-L-E everyday!! 💕

[blessyouhawkeye]

dropout is a streaming service created out of sheer necessity that releases television quality content every single weekday, built on a 25 year old brand and the experience of said brand's long time business savvy nepo baby ceo with an insane network of connections and populated by a large cast of professional comedians and actors. and somehow youtube channels with like 3-8 people who got here by accident through sheer personality think they can charge the same or even more than dropout for access to a back catalog and one video a week if you're lucky. dropout had been a company for 15 years with an established, diverse and very experienced cast and were enough of a brand to succeed at the launch of a streaming service. i'm very worried that these new channels simply aren't.

[that1notetaker]

Nt4Waltzes Masterpost : For context this is an au where Narinder never got imprisoned. Instead he became real stagnant in efforts to avoid the prophecy that would bring down the old faith, imprison him for 1k, and kill them all. Leshy still loses an eye and The Lamb becomes involved anyway. This scene happens before arriving at the festival and meeting the lamb + the family reaction to that. Leshy: He said he was gonna come over Heket: Did he really Leshy: Narinder: *actually goes. immediately regrets it and turns tail* The lamb: Narinder: ...five minutes. Five minutes and then I'm done.