#get cubed!!!

[wasabi-gumdrop]

local ladies man’s signature move totally useless against autistic monster enthusiast. more on Kabru’s fumble era at 6

[void-dude]

WAIT I GOT A QUESTION ABOUT TAD so before his dimension was destroyed, could he also see the third dimension or did he only start to see it AFTER the his dimension was destroyed? If it was only after, how did he take it? Now that he knew just what bill was referring to when he was young? THE POTENTIAL ANGST WONT LET ME SLEEP HELP

Also btw, been loving your pibes and shapes au I’ve been eating everything UP

So my idea was that Tad did have a type of eye mutation! But it wasn’t as severe or noticeable as Bills. He always had the desire to be “ normal “ so “ just because I see something dark and shiny in the corner of my eye if I look really far to the side doesn’t mean I can’t have a normal life “ was what he told himself. Once he met baby Bill, he really really wanted him to think the same. He kept telling him “ Billy please pretend you can’t see it “ or “ keep looking at me, that way your eye is visible a little bit, that’s enough to live normally “

Too bad Tad was the reason Bill got the wrong idea of his developing powers! Tad was an exception not an example! People can’t twist that way, Billy. They can’t turn like Tad. Your powers don’t stay the same either Billy, you’re setting things on fire Billy

[phantomrose96]

What the hell happens in the pikmin game?? Those little colourful bitches have been around for ages, but i never bothered looking them up, i just figured they were cute little mascots of some game. But your posts are making me question everything. Is it a horror game? (I know i could just google it, but asking you is funnier)

Yeah you're right asking me is much funnier :)

Pikmin is a fun and relaxing game! You play as a little astronaut man who gets to spend his days growing Pikmin, who are sweet and peaceful little plant creatures with leaves, buds, or flowers on their heads. You can corral them around with a little trumpet, like a bouquet of flowers following you through the pretty and whimsical landscapes of planet PNF-404 :)

Wait did I say fun and relaxing?

Sorry, typo.

It's a brutal skill-based survival game (❁´◡`❁)

So then maybe you're wondering, what's up with the Pikmin? What was that about growing a bunch of little flower guys? Well growing the Pikmin is super important!

It's super duper important mainly because you need to replace the Pikmin who die in the carnage of battle for you!

Battle against what?

Everything.

See on PNF-404, Pikmin are the bottom of the food chain. Just about every living breathing creature on this planet is orders of magnitude larger than the Pikmin and munch Pikmin by the hundreds for breakfast. Predators will do this instinctively. They will do this unprompted. They will do this while you're not looking. They will do this endlessly until every last Pikmin is dead.

So... what good are the Pikmin? What chance do they stand?

Really easy. Pikmin are the most violent creatures in the entire game 🥰🥰🥰.

How else do you survive when you're small and fragile other than incredible violence? Pikmin can exist out and about in swarms of up to 100. And the only way to survive predators as small little leaf creatures is to beat those predators to death with incredible mob violence before they can kill all of you.

Pikmin don't die like plants. They die like warriors.

And sometimes, this is the hardest mechanic to handle. Left to their own devices Pikmin will seek to shed blood. It's up to you to call them away from orchestrating their own demise, their own pursuit of the glory of Valhalla. It's in their nature. It's in their plant-blood.

And they go down hard. They shriek when snapped up in the jaws of predators. They glub and wail when drowning in water. They trill out screams when on fire. They choke and cough in poison. They die instantly to electricity. And you'll know a Pikmin is well and truly dead once it lets out a final whimper, and a ghost drifts away from where it once stood. This can happen by the dozens. This can happen to all 100 at once.

So wait, wait I've gotten far ahead of myself. Why the violence? Why the death? Why the fighting? What was that about a little astronaut man?

Well your astronaut man is Olimar, an honest and simple family man who's a freight ship captain from his home planet of Hocotate. He's a truck driver! He's just a guy taking his first vacation in years.

And a meteorite strikes his ship, tearing it to pieces as it crash-lands on a completely uncharted planet. Welcome to PNF-404...

And so you're Olimar. A truck driver. A nice dad. A victim of capitalism with the world's worst boss. Out on vacation.

Your ship is destroyed. No one is coming for you. No one will save you.

The oxygen on PNF-404 is poisonous.

You have 30 days before your life support system runs out.

You have 30 days until you die a brutal and lonely death.

Your only hope is to find every scattered missing piece of your ship--30 of them--strewn across the planet, return them to your ship, and repair it, before your 30 days are up.

But this is simply impossible. You're one tiny little man. You wouldn't be able to lift a single piece of your ship, let alone 30 of them, let alone doing so while fending off the wildlife hellbent on killing you.

But the Pikmin seem to like you...

So all that death? All the carnage and destruction? It's all in the effort to repair Olimar's ship before he suffocates. You pave a path of destruction decorated with the bodies of any creature that stands before you and your missing ship pieces.

The Pikmin do it. The Pikmin trust you. The Pikmin follow your command and die by your command. After all, you're growing their species. Oh did I forget to explain that part? The "how" of how growing Pikmin works?

Simple. Pikmin are grown from the corpses of the creatures they kill :).

If you kill something, the Pikmin take it back to their base and process it for pieces, and grow new Pikmin from it. That's how you get all the nice little flower creatures following you around. :)

Is it good enough? Can you sleep at night knowing that 50 creatures who trusted you implicitly were slaughtered under your misdirection? All to retrieve a hunk of metal which is 1/30 of the hope of getting you home alive? 100 slaughtered? 200? Day 30 is approaching. Things are looking bleak.

You're Olimar. Day 30 has arrived, and you haven't fully reconstructed your ship. You have no option to stay. Your life support has run out. You watch the Pikmin you've left behind, as you attempt to start up your ship which has not been safely repaired.

You try to take off, and try to make it home.

It does not go well.

But at least the Pikmin have another corpse to carry.

[weky-woof]

Class assignment to paint an alternate ending to our fav movie/game... i chose portal 2! [don't ask for the timeline implications of this but context: chell comes to the surface only to find the earth destroyed by the combine]

[onebadnoodle]

animation practice with squares

[cardo-de-comer]

as my condition gets worse, i decided to finally start OFF to distract myself. but of course i have ms paint on the side of my screen

[fisherrprince]

Instead of writing a fanfic like a normal person this oneshot turned into two separate, contextless things,

[crazylittlejester]

every note this gets is One cheese cube I will give to Twilight as a little treat for what I’ve done to him this whumptober

[iid-smile]

disturbed sleep | sugar cubes — nanami.k

synopsis: your daughter wakes the two of you up in the middle of the night and kento goes to sort things out.

content: fem!reader x husband!nanami, he calls you dear, brief mentions of a daughter, him being caring and considerate <3

wailing in the middle of the night — it's loud, and it's your daughter.

before you could roll over onto your back, your eyes crack open enough to see kento was already sat up. "is she crying again?" you whisper.

a low groan comes from him as he rubs his eyes. "i guess so. i managed to stop it earlier before it would wake you up but..." his words trail off. "i'll sort her out. you stay in bed, okay?"

the sheets shift down to your legs you as you prop yourself up on your hands. in the corner of your eye, you manage to catch a glimpse of his digital clock; three in the morning. your eyebrows furrow as you speak. "i don't mind helping—"

by then, he was already putting on his slippers and robe to layer up against the cold. "relax. i already let you handle dinner and cleaning up today, you need some rest. as long as she didn't wet the bed, i'll be fine."

you'd rather not insist, especially since you've barely gotten any shuteye so far tonight. "come back soon..." was your quiet, mumbled response.

you can't see it too well, but you can definitely hear the fond smile in his voice. "don't worry about me." he soothes your worries and presses a kiss on your forehead while carefully laying you back down.

at least an hour passes.

odd... kento always returns as quick as possible. you're close to getting up to check on him, but the bedroom door opens, and his footsteps walking into the room follows.

you flip over to face him as he gets into bed. "what happened?"

kento can only sigh deeply, pulling you into his embrace. "she wet the bed..." the exhaustion in his voice is clear.

you giggle. "exactly what you didn't want?"

"exactly what i didn't want. i changed the sheets and she's fast asleep again." as usual, he's warm, and you find yourself trying to snuggle impossibly closer to him. "get some rest, dear."

half of you wanted to hear that, the other half of you didn't. there's never been a 50/50 split when it comes to housework because he's constantly doing things for you, even if you didn't ask. he could come back home from two hours overtime and still urge that he should put your daughter to bed, clean up her toys, wash the dishes, anything that you planned on doing yourself.

you should at least make an effort... "the sheets—"

on this rare occasion, he interrupts you. "i'll wash them first thing in the morning."

he's so perfect. a perfect husband, a perfect father, a perfect man overall. how the hell is he in love with you? the smug grin growing on your face was now irreversible, but quickly switches to a hard to hide smile when you feel a hand on your lower back. warm, as always.

another night where you get to doze off in his arms. "i can't sleep without you, just so you know." you subconsciously admit, your eyelids growing too heavy to keep open.

a light chuckle leaves his lips as he teases you back. "are you trying to make me feel guilty?"

for a moment, you thought of a playful response, but the fear of him taking it even a little seriously and making even more time for you than necessary was too strong to overcome. "you've got responsibilities. i can't blame you." too tired... "i love you, kento."

"i love you too, [name]"

a/n: need him to cuddle me to sleep 😴

[0vergrowngraveyard]

more au doodles because this boy is taking up so much brain space rn it’s not even funny

[aroaceleovaldez]

one of my favorite headcanons about Nico getting his ears pierced is that he totally idolized Thalia as well for the like .2 minutes they hung out in TTC cause he thought her style was cool. And Thalia, because she hated the Hunt at the time and was mildly pissed off at Bianca for joining them and knew Nico was as well, and also partially to distract him for a bit so he'd leave everyone alone, went "Hey kid wanna see something cool?" and just pierced his ears for him.

[beepboopappreciation]

You know what? Fuck you

[cubes your Wheatley]

Get cubed idiot

[gia-d]

Total time: 10 very hot hours

Someone give this image context because I sure as hell won't.

[t34-mt]

polar maanul render

drawing for myself but maybe i should share it from 3 months ago perhaps? or more, i don't know. i already see things in this that i should change, like the double wrist joint not being a visible thing here

[sc0lippi]

(sighs) i miss my wife, dale. i miss her a lot.

[kaiserouo]

i cannot express enough how much i absolutely HATE him