#join me in hell!

[technically-human]

When the ghost who read to you as you died activates all of your Must Protect instincts

[spacebubblehomebase]

(Canon Luci with Shrunken Al. Did not go so well. 😅)

Everyone: Deer instincts this. Radio noises that-

Me: Why don't we make use of the snake thing more often? I will never get over the fact that between the two of them, the predator and prey is not who people would usually expect.

Tied to this:

-Bubbly💙

[thevioletcaptain]

i genuinely don't care how good a piece of ai generated art or writing looks on the surface. i don't care if it emulates brush strokes and metaphor in a way indistinguishable from those created by a person.

it is not the product of thoughtful creation. it offers no insights into the creator's life or viewpoint. it has no connection to a moment in time or a place or an attitude. it has no perspective. it has no value.

it's empty, it's hollow, and it exists only to generate clicks (and by extension, ad revenue.)

it's just another revolting symptom of the disease that is late stage capitalism, and it fucking sucks.

[inkyrainstorms]

based on the Billstill au by @jellynut! You guys should totally go check it out, it's so cool and angsty and somehow my monkey brain took that idea and made it Stan tormenting Bill forevermore. (This has spiraled rapidly not its own au of an au based on an earlier idea I had once) (might draw more of this au and that one who knows)

This has been going on for at least 15 hours straight, and Stan is having the time of his goddamn life watching Bill suffer

And then Bill gave Stan horrendous night terrors

And then Stan bought a giant bag of nachos and ground them up into crumbs and dumped them in the sea or some shit

Transcript and full image under cut

Bill, floating intangibly: You're a loser, Mac

Stan, looking up from his magazine: Yeah? And you're an interdimensional demon dumb enough to die in my head. You're the biggest idiot I know, and I know me

[junewild]

Watching Sam & Brennan talk about the beauty of frivolity, of adults playing silly games just as seriously as they fight to survive, and... yeah. There are some things that keep us alive, and there are some things that make life worth living, and I think games are one of those things that fall into both categories. Games make our lives better and they make us better at being alive. I think that's pretty cool.

[undead-knick-knack]

Essek: I want to do experiments on you

Ashton, *twirling his hair and kicking their feet*: Whatever you say handsome

Essek: How in the Hell are you doing that

[bowelfly]

COMING THIS SUMMER:

7 MONTHS 36 ARTISTS 1 REALLY PERSISTENT SKELETON

IT'S THE 2023 TRUNGOTHON MEGA ART TELEPHONE GAME

[RATED R]

RIDICULOUS. this was so big that even with tumblr's recently expanded image limit i still had to weld every other image together to fit it into one post, but if you want to see every image in its full glory, i made a page for it on my website (jankily hand-coded and probably not very mobile friendly).

it was so fun to see which elements stuck around and for how long. i still can't believe the skeleton got banished and then resurrected 15 iterations later!

huge thanks to everyone who participated. in order:

@mobileleprechaun, ink drinker, @dimetrodrawn, @escherbug, @gachimushi, @ikrutt, @dunwichdrawsstuff, @mathpope, @bedupolker, @solidagold, @a-beepbop, thenauticalwarlock, @ohpsshaw, @eisly, @juenavei, me, @librivore42, @greedol, @mechabutchzilla, @phanta-friends, @tickfleato, @skelizard, elixer, @espimyte, @noctomnis-art, @bluedotjpeg, @fetus-cakes, @iguanodont, @flame-shadow, @kombuchaclock, @slimekingmike, @crtastrophe, @leona-florianova, @skelebee, @nutspider, @palossssssand, and gachimushi again for the header image to this post

whew! now time to seriously consider a yearlong 72-artist game...

[skellagirl]

Gordon/Barney/Alyx is really really funny to me conceptually bc it's like, two hot geniuses in their 20s who look at the 40-something smartass who hangs around and go 'yeah that guy. we both want him carnally'

[deadwooddross]

great news about the lighter, it's based on some extremely cool real ones! This Guy sells them for like $300~, IF you're fast enough to grab one. The ones he drops on etsy usually sell out within, like, seconds. Though it sounds like he might do custom orders... I'm sure you can ask They're hand sculpted and painted, dude was a dental tech so his tooth game is off the charts apparently. I think this is one of the first shops i ever followed on there, so I've only been wishing for an excuse to get one for the better part of a decade haha

[turtleblogatlast]

Fun little silly thought I had about the Lair Games and specifically Leo deliberately losing is all the reasons he could have for doing so.

My favorite headcanon for his main motivation is that Splinter wasn’t proud of him anymore.

I imagine that, in the beginning, winning the Lair Games was Leo’s opportunity to shine. He wasn’t artistic or the baby of the family like Mikey, wasn’t a tech genius who created amazing inventions like Donnie, wasn’t the eldest who was insanely strong and dependable like Raph. So he had to shine somewhere else- anywhere else- and what better way to get attention than to be a winner? A champion?

And then he won too much. And it wasn’t special anymore. He got too big headed, too cocky, he knew this was his element and he ran with it.

Splinter’s words of congratulations slowly petered out. Suddenly, there was no real reason to win.

Winning feels empty when the only one cheering you on is yourself.

So- Leo schemed. And he’s a great schemer, fooling his whole family (and Donnie did deserve a win- people were way happier when he won.)

He even gave up his prized possession! His room!

Though he knows his brothers probably think it’s a bad prize. A terrible one, even.

Leo doesn’t sleep much as is, though. So Dad’s snores were more comforting than anything. It was reassuring to hear him so clearly alive and close by.

Even if the distance between them was larger than Leo’d like.

He’d just have to find something else, something more to show his dad that Leo was someone to trust, to be proud of, to love.

He gets his chance soon after, when he needs to pull off a plan against Big Mama at his dad’s side. Leo can only hope this victory is one that has a lasting effect when his father looks at him with pride once more.

Victory, for Leo, is a pretty loaded term.

[casualavocados]

ai di in my brain. 🥰🥰🥰 ima print this out and put it on my door. and in my pocket.

[carlyraejepsans]

you want to play ghost trick. you want to play ghost trick so bad ooooo (ghost noise) hold my hand. let's get you a ds emulator baby

[revvethasmythh]

actually still deeply obsessed with the wildmother coming to orym in that moment, the warm rain that fell on him, the attempts at comfort. he might not have a connection with the divine via his class, but she has taken a strong interest in him and i loved seeing that come around again

[balfiere]

What's the hold up? Get your ass over here. You didn't forget, did ya? What we promised each other. Minute we stepped foot into this world, the deal was sealed. Duty's everythin'. Friend or foe, or even sworn brother. The price for betrayal... Is death. That's the oath we swore, the day we became brothers. 'Course I remember. Every damn word of it. Well whatever the reason, I betrayed ya. Couldn't help old man Sasai, either. We're settlin' this like good ol' times. Ya beat my ass, I talk. Gonna need a boatload of luck for that, though.

[pensymbols]

ah yes the brook/franky/robin/jimbei polycule also known as the babysitters also known as monkey d luffys biggest enablers

[sepia-stained-sunset]

You know what, we deserve a Brentwood Academy Reunion mini comic where Tim brings Bernard along and all the other guys keep sending him pitying looks because they think the poor guy should be warned that Tim will never catch onto his feelings for him.

And Bernard is like, "um, why is everyone giving me so much sympathy?" And Tim's like, "what are you talking about?" And then people literally pat him on his shoulder and tell him that they "get it" and they've "been through this too"

Bernard: What are you talking about??

Some guy from Brentwood: It's okay, man. It's practically a rite of passage at this point. You're here with Tim Drake as just a friend, right?

Tim, who heard that: Um, no? Bernard's my date

Literally everyone there: What.

Tim: Uh...yeah? He's my boyfriend

Everyone: *squeeze their wine glasses so hard they literally shatter*