#oog.

[dykesbat]

hairy women.. thinking of werewolf cass……

[o-i-w-u]

should. should mer!lunar have a spigot? what animal do we think spigot would be???

[angstics]

17/08/2007 (barbash)

[simelune]

oh yeah???? watch this

*starts a whole new legacy*

[kit-kat-jo]

haha scene redraw. might finish…… x

[cosmictea2]

she was a skater girl.... said see you later girl.......

[beansprean]

Exit Interview

(ID in alt and under cut)

ID: 1a. Bust of Nandor on a streaky blue background, leaning forward on one hand, the other raised in the air, palm-up. His eyes are closed on a nonchalant expression, head tipped down, as he casually states "Then it is settled. You are officially released from your service." 1b. Reverse shot of Guillermo, leaning forward as he stands from a chair, looking up at Nandor with a hesitant smile. He asks, "...That's it? I'm not your familiar anymore?" 1c. Close up of Nandor's left hand settling on Guillermo's shoulder as he responds, "Not my familiar, not my bodyguard..." 1d. Wide shot of them both standing in profile, facing each other, the background now streaked with gold. Nandor smiles down proudly at Guillermo, hand on his shoulder, and continues, "...but a fully-fledged member of the household. And my friend." Guillermo happily meets his gaze, lips pressed around a smile of genuine joy. 1e. Close up of Guillermo, the panel back to the streaky blue as the background beyond the panels begins to lighten to the grey of dawn. The next 4 panels are no longer square but angling inwards as if pulled together by an unseen force. Guillermo leans his head toward the hand on his shoulder, his own hand rising up to hold it, and smiles wide even as his gaze dips shyly. He asks, "So...what next?" 1f. Reverse shot of Nandor barking out a nervous laugh, gaze fixed on Guillermo as he replies, "What next indeed!" 1g. Zoom out to them both in profile, Guillermo's hand still on Nandor's hand on Guillermo's shoulder. Guillermo grins affectionately upwards as Nandor straightens and takes a step forward, nervous grin still wide and frozen on his face. He tosses out his free hand in some kind of shrug and says, "Well!" 1h. Repeat. Nandor steps closer still, and his flailing right hand comes to rest, very gingerly, on the side of Guillermo's face. Guillermo's hand slides down Nandor's arm as his left hand shifts to touch his neck, smile gentling as he blinks in surprise. Nandor's expression softens as well, head tilting slightly as he moves his gaze toward where his hand rests on Guillermo's cheek and he continues, "Perhaps..." 1i. Repeat, closer. Nandor has both hands on Guillermo's cheeks now, head dipping down so their noses are only an inch apart. His expression is almost dazed, as he murmurs, "Just..." Guillermo tips his head up as well, lips parted, his left hand sliding up Nandor's side. Their hooded gazes are each fixed on the other's mouth. The center of the panel begins to lighten with a white-gold glow as the shape continues to distort, parts of the characters stepping out of its bounds completely. The background behind the panels continues to get lighter, and the silhouettes of flying birds begin to fly in, closer and closer, growing lighter a step ahead of the background. 1j. Repeat. They move closer, Nandor's eyes now closed and head tilted as their noses slide past each other, lips only centimeters apart. Guillermo's hand slides up further to press against Nandor's ribs, gripping, his eyes still open the slightest amount as if to ensure this moment doesn't disappear. The panel lightens. The birds fly closer.

2a. Repeat. The center of the panel bursts into bright vertical beams of white and gold, the border bleeding from black to a wall of light as they close the final distance between them. Guillermo's eyes finally close, mouth pushing into the gentle kiss. 2b. Repeat, a wider shot as the glowing light inside the panel breaks the borders completely, flooding into the background as it begins to turn to streaks of purple and pink, birds now flying through the broken panel walls. Nandor pushes forward to deepen the kiss, hands clutching at Guillermo's face, Guillermo's head tilting back further as he presses himself close. 2c. Repeat, wider shot of them both now freely standing in the background, streaks of light blooming into yellow and orange. Guillermo is leaning back even further, fingers digging into the back of Nandor's shoulders as he is nearly dipped, their heads tilting the other way as the kiss continues. Nandor, expression blissful, smiles slightly into it. 2d. Close up in a panel bordered by light, the colors inside bolder and brighter: reds and oranges on top, blues and purples on the bottom, the center streaked with light. Both a sunrise and a sunset. They have broken the kiss and Guillermo has straightened, but they do not part from each other. Nandor's right arm curves around Guillermo's back and his left cups the back of his head, keeping him close as he nuzzles their noses together with a serene smile, eyes closed. Guillermo pushes up into the contact, flushed and smiling, one hand at Nandor's back, keeping them pressed together, and the other sliding up Nandor's chest. Guillermo lets out a breathy chuckle and whispers, "Yeah. That could be next..." /end ID

[c-kiddo]

(cr2 rewatch posting) it rly is crazy that people used the good ol “some aroaces want to date and have sex!! not everyone doesnt!!” abt caduceus so they could ship him when litrally the exact quote he says abt being aroace is “oh, [i'm] not into anybody” when veth asks him if he's attracted to someone . like ..............

[mysterycitrus]

hihihi! tim drake in college real?

oog indeed mein freund

so ur tim drake, ur seventeen, and ur dad has just come back from the dead. u hollowed urself out until there’s nothing left and ur ribs are broken but you’ve never felt better. if u stop moving for more than a second the weight of the world hits u. there’s another kid wearing ur uniform and u have to watch as this new robin and bruce, the bruce u fought for, the bruce u left everything behind for, the bruce u nearly died for, debut as gothams dynamic duo. but it’s fine. u did what u had to do. u feel great, actually.

then ur brother who u love more than anything sits u down and tells u he’s enrolled u in college in california. ur so angry ur spitting. he trusts u and now he’s not even giving u the choice to stay. u want to kick and scream and hold on till ur hands are bloody, but he tells u that he’s worried. he’s been so scared for u since ur dad died. he thinks ur losing urself. he wants u to make choices for urself without bruce. he wants u to spend time with ur friends who are alive again and miss u. he wants u to take a chance to live ur life away from gotham, away from that burden.

he tells u: robin is never truly gone, alright? it’ll never leave. i need u to trust me that it’ll still be u no matter how many other kids wear the cape. i need u to trust that i love u more than what ur able to do in tights.

and he knows this better than anyone. he’s asking u to extricate tim drake from robin and batman and red robin. to remember what it felt like to choose. and after all these years u can’t say no, so u pack ur bags and leave for the west coast.

college is fine. u keep changing majors. u pick up photography as a joke, thinking about snapping photos of the boy wonder from a distance, to print in the basement dark room after school. it’s a laugh, and ur gonna drop it until donna troy finds out, and u spend a long time on the roof of the tower with her taking photos of the sunrise. it’s been a while since the sunrise was the start of ur day. it feels….. unfamiliar. she tells u about how ur brother became nightwing. she tells u about the heartbreak of having to move on. she tells u about choices.

kon’s right down the hall. he can hear u but u can’t hear him, so sometimes you’ll whisper a question for him to shout back. he obligingly poses for ur still life class. he and steph make fun of how u can’t decide what to study. it’s painful to become tim drake and nothing else again, but it happens in increments. u make friends with people in ur tutoriasl. ur less pale — u pinken under the sun easily, peeling flesh turning red and painful, but u look less like a corpse. ur hair is longer, and bart buys u a claw clip shaped like an avocado.

the new robin is growing up, and he explains colour theory to u for one of ur classes. he’s an asshole, but he’s trying. when asked politely, he draws character sheets for bart’s dnd group with minimal grumbling. red and yellow suit him, and looking at him in the costume feels less painful, and more nostalgic.

u brainstorm new ideas for urself, new roles, new ideas for the team, but there’s no rush. u have time. if u see bruce, u kno there’s someone else at his back, watching him through the night. dick texts u life updates, but they’re funny, not desperate. the world continues to spin. u, tim drake, are still alive.

[thisquietafteryou]

me projecting my period cramps onto them

[where-is-goodtimeswithscar]

with etho? :3

Rushed to answer this the moment I saw it in my inbox :D

Got to play around with the blur tool and doodling on a drop shadow so that they somewhat match! Forgot to try and dull his colour a little bit but oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Screenshot taken from Bdubs' first OOGE Spellbound Caves episode, 12 years ago.

[nhothicket]

So, I keep seeing Bdubs' clock addiction get sourced back to 3rd Life, and while he certainly has made it a more exaggerated part of his character since then, that's not when it started.

I've been casually poking through some older content, mostly old ctms, and I was surprised to see this in the Kaizo Caverns series OOGE did in 2012 a whole decade ago. (Episode link).

I'm extremely, and I really cannot stress this enough, extremely new to hermitcraft and I'm sure this clip has been brought up before. But, I'm really curious, does anyone have a source for when the clock thing became a known fact about Bdubs? Google has just brought be back to 3rd life haha.

I actually have one other question for those who are familiar with the mindcrack era, I'm interested in knowing when "Bdubs" became his default nickname. I've noticed it was used in text posts about him from way back, but even then it looked like Boo (or B00) was the preferred shorthand, and I haven't seen anyone around then actually verbally call him Bdubs. Mostly just Bdoubleo or the occasional use of his first name.

Sorry for the wordy post, I'm just very curious about all the little things and I unfortunately do not have the time to watch a years worth of 10-12yo minecraft content haha.

[fffrost]

Tf:one has me leaving the theater like this.

Good lord. I want to talk about it but I don’t think I can even put any thoughts to words. Megatron. Oh my god the way they wrote megatron. The art. It’s all so. Ohhhhhhhhggg

Goodbye this is all I’m going to think about forever.

(Please talk to me about tf1)

[civetcider]

heyo everrryybody!! lil life update but i got a new job recently so i have been too damn tired and art blocked to draw much lately and it's pissing me off!!!!! i will get back on the grind soon, just gotta get used to my new schedule n all that, hope yall are doing well :]

[halfapersob]

HELL FOLLOWED WITH US

I think everyone should read this book, this is qpart of a group of 3 drawing that I'm doing on one canvas of the eyeball boys [Benji, Johnathan Sims and watcher grian]

Benji is such a good character

I just need to push my propaganda on to everyone.

[ca-dmv-bot]

Customer: OLD GRAMPA C10 (C10 IS THE TRUCK NUMBER DMV: OG ORIGINAL GANGSTER Verdict: DENIED