#such amazing tango design

[acidpeaches]

bite sized besties :3

designs are by @falconearring i was specifically inspired by THIS POST!! i’ve thought about it all day

[mezzmerizd]

so funny thing that happened on twitter-

and erm, i got some help and feedback from more knowledgeable people (@leoincaps) soooo-

Young Emo Tango & Scene Skizz respectively :3

[insecurecosplayer]

First try of tanuki Joel design by @mellozheist

Please go and give them a follow!! They are such a kind and amazing person!! I love and adore their art so much!🌸🌸

(This is my second time making a cosplay from scratch, decked out tango being my first and i suppose cod father being my third!)

[lamplightideas]

I DREW TANGO GUYS HE VIBING HE A LIL FELLER!! Do I have a design?? NO! I look at amazing artists I adore(Applestruda, Localwheel, Filip[aresonist], bc-jpeg, and many others) and mesh everything together!!

Anyhoo enjoy. Hopefully. I like the colors C:

[wszczebrzyszynie]

Uhhhh ur space mining au is my absolute favourite thing😭💙

I was wondering why Tango's hair changed colour after the moon incident, and why it was singed!（It made him so much more of a pathetic meow meow.

Thank you for all the amazing art!

The actual reason why his hair changed colour is because i wanted to include dungeon masters design in the au. But lore wise thats just what sculk infection does, as Cub has grey stripes and blue eyes (and i mean entire eyes, not just irises) after his accident as well. The scars on Cubs face are from the infection as well; his skin got eaten, in a wau. In Tangos case its mostly his hands that are scarred.

Things look different with Zedaph, as he wasnt really infected? He was working with already dead sculk. Which is why he didnt suffer the typical sculk infection effects, and instead started "splitting", which is... what it looks like. His body keeps splitting. It mostly affected his eye (ruining his sight completly) and skin. I changed his design a little bit; i wanted to keep his horns, but from ram horns i changed them to still growing warden horns. In the end Zedaph manages to stop the sculk effects with the help of Tango, but the body changes are irreversible.

As for his burned hair, he just has a tendency to blow things up. Very much an accident kind of thing. I am well aware thats not how burned hair looks like but its more fun this way. Burned exploded Tango by @akuroshi1

Thank you for the kind words :)

[goodtimeswithgrian]

He’s kissing me, he thought. Tango Tek is kissing me. In his chest, his heart was hammering. He could hear the rush of blood through his ears and he felt woozy.  Tango is kissing me. While I’m helping my friends rob him.

eee it's done!! my @hermitshippingbigbang piece for Anchor & Tide by the amazing @masque-of-plague :D

i had A Time working on this project as it landed right in the middle of my burnout, but i pulled through and honestly, i'm very happy with my piece :] not my usual designs for them, but it was a nice experiment. also, this piece is monochrome! made only by moving around the values and saturation sliders, so it was also a fun challenge to try.

please check out the fic and other pieces made for it!! they're all soso good and i had a great time working with such a nice team of artists!!!

[chip-the-dip]

Heyo I'm Starr, a fairly new trafficblr artist, I saw your jerboa hybrid tango and it was just such a perfect fit, I had to draw him. Apologies about the prosthetic arm designs as I couldn't find a clear reference + robot arms are not my forte.

I just wanted to ask if you would be okay w/ me posting fanart of your design, and whether you wanted to be @-ed.

Given my inconsistency with finishing things I would most likely either post as is - a colored sketch - or render it a little more and post later. Might not even post it, but regardless I figured I would ask.

AHHHHHHHH THIS ISSS SOOOOO FREAKING CUTE I LOVE THIS SO MUCH 💥💖💖✨✨🎉💥💖

Yes I’m ok with people posting fanart of my hermit designs and if you do decide to post it I would love it if you @ me so I can see the amazing art it looks absolutely amazing love how you did the lighting and how much emotion is in the pose as well

[trafficblrpositivityproject]

fucking. has anyone said @wasyago yet? cause they deserve this

I love their art so so much, theyre genuinely one of my greatest inspirations ever, in my top 10 favorite artists of ALL TIME. they just keep making BANGER after BANGER after BANGER. they have such an incredible grasp on so many of the different aspects of art. solid drawing/3D space (seriously every drawing of theirs has a tangible sense of weight and volume to it, everything makes sense like it was drawn straight from a 3d model), color theory (the way they color makes me lose my friggin marbles man. every color choice is weird and also tasty and its so so good), appealing character designs (THEYRE SO GOOD. again the COLORS they work SO WELL TOGETHER and i love love love their shape language and how they draw faces), anatomy in general, stylization holy shit the way they stylize characters is AMAZING, lighting, rendering (i love their rendering style so fuckn much), composition (tango in front of the moon is one of my faves), storytelling through design, dynamic posing, expressions, EVERYTHING.

this got a lot more technical than i was hoping but AAAAAA WASYAGOS ART IS SO SO JUST SO AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!

@wasyago !!!

[redtsundere-writes]

Last Time | Nanami Kento

nanami kento x fem!reader

Sypnosis: Nanami and you have monthly getaways to see each other in secret. Contents: Forbidden/secret relationship. Modern AU. Smut/Angst. Praise kink. Warnings: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. +18 MDNI.. Word Count:1386 words. Author's Note: So I tried doing something with fewer dialogues. Hope you guys like it.

His eyes roamed the height of the building. A grand, majestic hotel standing tall amidst a bustling cityscape. Its exterior was a striking blend of modern elegance and timeless architecture. The hotel's facade was adorned with ornate details, featuring large windows that reflect the sky and the surrounding city lights, creating a captivating play of light and shadow. His lips curled in a smile in excitement as he made his way to the inside. 

Shiny marble floors, bright chandeliers and fancy furniture surrounded him. It was your turn to pick the hotel where you would see each other after a long month, and you made a wonderful choice, as always. His picks weren’t bad, but yours were better by far. He really liked the one you picked by the beach last getaway. It was a wonderful oasis with a bubbly jacuzzi, piña colada scent candles and the smoothest sheets he has ever felt. A five-star experience indeed. 

Up the elevator, he messaged you that he was on his way to the suite you picked. This was a fun twist to the kind of rooms you pick. They are often elegant rooms with great views and amazing king beds, but a grand suite? You were going all out this time. This must be a special occasion.

These small getaways were perfect for both. Nanami was a busy stockbroker with a stressed lifestyle, and you were an impatient teacher at a private high school full of rich kids. This was a very much needed pause from reality so you could relax and relieve each other in a small cocoon of pleasure away from everyone. This last part was very important for both. 

The elevator door opened. Nanami followed the numbers to get to the designated room along with the fancy wallpaper and works of art. He tied his tie tightly, made sure his blonde hair looked well, and his beige suit didn’t have any wrinkles. His knuckles knocked on the Grand Suite door, which announced itself with a nice silver plaque under the peephole. You answered the door in a white silk robe. You looked stunning as always. 

“Come on in,” you greeted with a smile as always. Nanami looked as handsome as always. You stepped aside so he could come in. Once you close the door, you hug him tight. One thing led to another, and before you knew it, he was stripping away his suit and ripping the white cloth from your body. You led him to the bed while kissing him in a chaotic tango routine to not lose a single second of your precious time together. 

His lips roamed around your body, slowly and steady, taking his sweet time but making sure he did a good job pleasing you. You loved how his lips felt against your sensitive nipples, the teasing and sucking felt like heaven on earth. His hands grabbed you tight by the arch of your back to pull you closer to his built body. He loved every curve in his body, it was like a rollercoaster for his finger. 

His cock was hard and big as usual, twitching in excitement to be inside of you after a long time no see. Last week, you canceled the getaway because you had an important school event to attend, so you rescheduled. He thrust in you without losing a beat. Your soft moans and grunts mixed with soft music playing on the TV filled the passionate room in a lust symphony. He was in love with your body, feeling the need to open up a church to worship it every single day. Every time he admired your naked body, he believed god is a woman. 

You rode his majestic cock without losing a beat. His arms hugged you tight while his hands gripped your ass to make it bounce at his desired rhythm. Your skin slapping against his at the perfect rhythm was motivation enough to not break the satisfying cycle. Nanami got close to your neck to leave a small hickey on your collarbone, sneaky enough so you could hide it easily but public enough so you could see it every time you showered. 

Your bodies were in synchronization, they were perfect for each other. It was too bad you couldn’t just go outside and have normal dates, but this was fine, as long you were only his. Nanami pounded against your pussy with a fire of youth he forgot he ever had. It was powerful and deep, you were about to climax, your poor kitty couldn’t take it anymore. That wonderful feeling came around when you felt that thick milky consistency that you love to have in your insides. With some huffing and puffing, Nanami pulled out and flopped next to you on bed. 

Eyes closed, wrapped in each other's arms and playing with his perfect blonde hair, you were talking about each other’s week and how was your family. Nanami was your father’s old friend from college that appeared in your life three years ago. He just showed himself at a BBQ gathering at your parent’s house. Your dad was really excited to introduce his little girl to his friend to show him how fast time has passed since their good days in college, you never imagined you would catch feelings for him after talking about work and life during that evening. 

Nanami kissed your forehead tenderly. He wanted to tell his old pal that he loved his daughter more than anything in the world, but you were so afraid he would take it the wrong way so you decided to hide it and have casual getaways. You always kissed his forehead back, but this time was different, you didn’t reciprocate the kiss. Something was going on. 

After some nagging and demanding coming from Nanami, you sighed as you decided to spill the beans. There was another man in your life, a new hot coworker that you met recently. There was no important school event last week, only a date with the lovely man. Nanami was in utter shock, he couldn’t believe you picked another man over him. You defended yourself saying that you weren’t in a formal relationship and this whole situation was more of a friends benefits thing. 

“I am a grown woman, Nanami. I need someone who actually takes me seriously. I hope you like this, but this was our last time,” you said before yanking yourself from his arms to go take a shower. He laid there without understanding how everything happened so fast. A gulp went down his throat trying to control his wild emotions from lashing out. He was naked, cold and sad, the worst thing a person can experience. 

So this was it? A quick fuck and you're done? Nanami dressed himself to get going, he couldn’t stay much longer in the room. He opened the door, but he regretted it. If this was the last time you were going to see each other, he would do it like a gentleman, with a proper handshake. He closed the door and a crying sound reached his ears. 

His heart sank as he heard you cry out loud, thinking you were alone in the suite. Your eyes poured out all the love you felt for that man, who you think left already. He was perfect for you. You loved how he tucked your hair behind your hair, how gentle he was around you and how he made you feel so special every time you see each other. You wanted to be with him, but you were tired of feeling hidden. 

After dressing up, you finally got out of the bathroom with puffy eyes. Nanami wrapped his arms around your body in a surprise attack. You let out a sob after the realization that he didn’t leave. Your arms wrapped around his body in a tight hug, you didn’t want to let him go again. Your hearts were building up again in the sacred embrace. Nanami hid his face on your neck so you wouldn’t see him cry. You whisper “I am sorry”s in each other's ears before kissing in desperation.

“I don’t want this to be our last time. I want to last a lifetime,” he whispered before kissing your forehead, which you kissed back.

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[mudboowl]

hi Hello.

How would you describe the ship dynamic of PeskyBlaze? Any Headcanons or lil ideas of moments between them?

(This totally isn't an excuse to hear more about the ship and potentially draw and/or it. Definitely not)

Thank you beloved PeskyBlaze CEO.

They're like, This Hyperfocused Genius who is still incredibly silly cuz bro says stuff like Skadoodle & All over the place Chaos bringer who visits his busy Boyfriend so he isn't as alone while working on his passion project

(My moot described them as Autism x ADHD and I have not been able to get that out of my head)

I think they just have such amazing energy when they're together, like they just amplify eachothers Goofy silly nature and I just hope we see even more of them together

And for headcanons:

I like to imagine Tango pretends to be oblivious and surprised sometimes when Grian pulls pranks on him just so Grian has his fun

I also imagine Tango communicates through the small blue flames I gave him in my design, and sometimes he sends them to Grian to whisper Sweet nothings to him <3

Oh I had so many but I am very forgetful... I will add to this eventually!!

[somefinn-g]

my first time drawing Tango, hmmm idk i need to work a bit more on the design

i think a high ponytail when he got the flaming hair would look amazing, I'll see

[alittlebitofwonk]

Have a writing piece from an AU I’ve been working on.

"ՏԾ ՌԹՏԹ ɧԹՏ ՌԾ ɿԺȝԹ աɧԹԵ ԵɧȝՎ'Րȝ ԳԾɿՌԳ ԵԾ ԺԾ աɿԵɧ ɧɿʍ."

"ՇԾՐՐȝՇԵ. ՄՌԲԾՐԵՄՌԹԵȝʅՎ."

"աȝ'Րȝ ՏԾ ԲՄՇƙȝԺ."

Grian has no idea what these beings are saying, but he has the distinct idea that they’re talking about him. He’s pretty sure they’ve been talking about him since he first woke up to their awed faces staring over him, making him a little self conscious. Were his feathers crooked, or something?

Ever since he woke up, still injured from the crash, they’ve been marveling over him. Over his double set of wings that sprouts from his back. Over the scaly black cartilage that covers his fingers and much of his feet and his cheekbones. Over the feathers that hide and protect his ear canals. Over his arched, taloned feet designed to perch on branches. Over… well, over everything about Grian, really. Which is funny, because they’re the weird ones. No feathers, no external cartilage, flat feet… But they’re similar, too. Their skin is the same, and they have hair too. They’re bipedal, like most of the aliens in the Galactic Confederacy.

Of course, this raises a whole other set of questions about the evolution of life that has already been considered for years. Evolution seems to favor certain traits for intelligent life, even this far from home. Grian has so many questions.

A shame they can’t understand each other.

Grian’s picked up little things along the way, learned bits and pieces of their language over the last month or two. Like their word for “food” or “help” or “water”. He know their names, too. At least he assumes that when they pointed at themselves and repeated the same word over and over that they were telling Grian their names.

Currently, he’s sitting on a metal table in the ship’s laboratory. It’s a little rudimentary, compared to the stuff back home, but most of it does the job. The female (? that’s an assumption on Grian’s part, he’s not sure how gender and sex work in these individuals), who calls herself Pearl, has used a swab to take samples from his mouth, and is currently oohing and aaahing at them beneath a microscope. Grian’s no scientist, so he has no idea what’s so cool about some cells from his cheek. They’re just cells. Impulse, the captain and one of two males(?), is currently scowling at a tablet.

Just as Pearl is eyeing the feathers on the end of Grian’s tail (and no WAY is he letting her pluck him like common poultry!), the door to the lab opens and the smaller of the two males, Tango, waltzes in, whistling. Grian instinctively whistles a little tune back in his home language, and Tango grins widely at him. It’s not the first time he’s done it, but the creatures who pulled him from the wreck are amazed regardless.

[septictech]

The Highwayman

"I don't respect the law, Jimmy. But I think I respect you."

thoughts and a look inside the design of the book under the cut!

okay so I've been sitting on this cover of @envelopedbyoblivion's The Highwayman for months. It's a rancher duo fic where Jimmy is a sheriff and Tango is a bandit (and so much more)! Go read it if you haven't it's so so good I promise

This was initially a passion project for my portfolio meant to be printed into a real book, but I couldn't keep up with deadlines and I ended up not being able to use it :(

However, the whole book is formatted for print (which took so many months oh my god). I'm hoping one day I can actually get it printed because it's one of my favorite fanfics of all time and I'd kill to have a physical copy.

I also got to work with them to create this whole thing. Formatting books is so much work and they were so nice and patient with me ;;; Thank you for trusting me and allowing me to do this and for creating this amazing story :] <3

if anyone is curious about my design choices I'd be more than willing to ramble about them. I spent way too long on everything from fonts to the page dividers

[wszczebrzyszynie]

Please, may we have the essay

With pleasure. The oc-fication is strong on this one. Its also a bit long so its under the read more thing. Have a space mining Jimmy concept thing as a bonus. He was born in a wet cardboard box all alone

They met through Grian. After Scar and Grians amazing plan of tracking Tango down and offering him a job (in worlds most suck up way possible) semi failed because Tango turned out to not be the a high level criminal they though he were, instead they got someone who very much has not had a proper meal in at least 5 months. Almost imidiately deemed not dangerous, they wouldve turn him in for extra money if not for the fact that he still is an engineer genius they needed. Which is why Tango was stuck with them for a while; including for their visits to Jims ranch. Living in the middle of nowhere comes with peace and as much safety as you can get as a wanted criminal, but for Jim it means constant lack of supplies alivable in bigger parts of the universe; Grian, esentially, does shopping for him, and even if he teases him about it, theyre both glad he has a reason to stop by. Because the thing is, Jim doesnt handle the self imposed alone time well. Hes a very social person but also a stupidly proud one and cannot admit he maybe made a mistake after losing Scott (they divorced on mutual agreement, but that doesnt mean he handled it as well as he thought he did) and acted too impulsively; he loves the ranch, sure, and doing work associated with his home planet makes him feel better, but hes very much dependent on his close ones visiting. The fact that the ranch is so far away from civilisation is something he learned to cherish, in a way, as its the main reason why both Grian and Pearl can go and visit him for longer periods. No one can really find them there.

Its one of the reasons why he and Tango got along so fast; ranch is designed as a safe space. Jim is fairly okay with his friends lifestyles (even if hes not a fan of Grian bringing more wanted people there; but its not something hes willing to argue about if it risks Grian leaving. He doesnt believe that he would, but the fear is there) and likes the fact that his house operates as such. He can give them a place to sleep, something to eat; basically, he can take care of them, be of use to them, and he wants them to feel like they can depend on him, too. Tango desperately needs that space; he feels guilty for endangering Impulse and Skizz (hes been staying with them after the moon blowing up situation; they know he didnt blow up callisto up for sculk related profits, even if he doesnt want to tell them what exactly happened there, and that the area of explosion itself was an accident. They want to support Tango as much as they can), and even if staying with them makes him feel better, he cant keep on doing it. That, and theyre also similar enough... very much unfit for living among space crime, even if its something they cannot run from, and are much more interested in more... earthly, everyday matters, than space mining and enhancing humanity. In Tangos case especially its the longing for a simpler life, away from everything that made him what he is now. Its not that staying with Jimmy is completly safe, especially with the amount of people wanting to get Tangos bounty, but its safer, and something he keeps on doing selfishly, even if hes constantly feeling guilty for it. Even after Tango parts with Grian and Scar, he keeps coming back to the ranch, quickly making it a regular thing; Tangos ship is extra small (its not designed with living in mind; like a car) and doesnt even have a kitchen, so hes kind of... dependent on the ranch for basic life comforts. He helps a lot around the ranch to not feel like a parasite; helping Jim with optimizing mostly. Up to this point id describe their relationship as close but normal enough; theyre both slightly broken people who got to find peace in each other. Desperate for normal human relationships that both keep on losing the longer they live. Very much soulmates; if the world was different, they would live by each others side, but it isnt, so they try to make it work as well as they possibly can.

It takes a turn the moment Grian disappears. That itself very much ruins Jimmy, who already was worried about him and Pearl enough (even if hes admittedly a bit afraid of Pearl, he still cares for her), and now that his fears became real he just... couldnt deal with it well. Its both the fear of Grian leaving them behind, as well as the posibility of him getting imprisoned or dying. Jimmy is already painfully lonely as it is, cannot afford to lose more people, but hes also well aware that Tango wont stay; not because he doesnt want to, but because Tango cant afford to lose people either, especially since Grians disappearance happens at a similar time to Cubs sculk corruption (its complicated and this things already long enough, so ill just say its exactly what it sounds like) - something he absolutely blames himself for (as does Scar), and even when he manages to help Cub against his will, he knows that friendship is unsalvagable. So, instead, Jimmy makes Tango stay by sabotaging the ranch both of them worked on; whether its a small accident he needs help with, or a machine thats suddenly broken, or his poor excuse of a ship not starting properly, or Jimmy himself thats hurt, because he is clumsy and all bad luck tends to gravitate towards him. And when he breaks down and comes clesn to Tango about all of this, Tango cant really bring himself to be angry about it. He doesnt even really register it as an awful thing to do (he knows it is, but emotionally hes just... okay with it. The idea that maybe, in a different scenario, he would do the same, even if its manipulative and cruel), instead taking the way out hes been given and properly moving in. They both live in guilt of being too much to handle but its quieter when theyre together. Theyre both tired and willing to pretend everything is okay if it means getting some peace; and it goes surprisingly well for a while, not having to separate for longer periods and suffer the consequences of it. Until Scar comes and burns their home down in revenge

[onawhimsicot]

HELLO I wrote a supervillain!Tango + superhero!Jimmy AU fic for the @mcytblraufest​​ where Tango is essentially Dr. Doofenshmirtz....so Jimmy is lowkey Perry the Platypus lol

Shockingly, it's not a Crack AU, but I have been describing it to everyone as “not a Phineas and Ferb AU...but it’s not NOT a Phineas and Ferb AU?” LOL This is the longest thing I have ever written (the initial estimate was 11k..let’s just say it’s not that anymore) It's a fic full of silly fun times, so please check it out!

Please check out the amazing works of art that got made for my fic!!! @quilldesignz​ made this gorgeous piece and @arofundy​ made the most adorable game!!!!!

This was beta’d by @vesperaink (fun fact: the idea of the AU was initially created for her birthday, so it wouldn’t exist in more ways than one if not for her!)

As the supervillain Dr. Blaze, Tango has a penchant for oddly named "-ificators" and stylistic flair. His goals include trying to take over the city, shaming superheroes for their basic costume designs, and then sending said heroes home with better equipment that actually matches their aesthetic because clearly, if he wants a cool fight scene to happen, he's got to do everything around here himself.

For some reason, not many people think he’s evil. His one comfort though is that his nemesis, the superhero Canary, does and has made it his personal mission to bring down Dr. Blaze.

But when Canary suddenly goes missing, his superhero partner, Parrot, is convinced that Tango is at fault. Seeing as this is not true at all (kidnapping is so gauche), Tango is offended that someone is trying to steal his nemesis right from under his nose. If Tango wants to get his nemesis back, he'll have to work together with Parrot to find and rescue Canary from whatever danger he's got himself into this time.

After all, what's a supervillain without a nemesis?

[princeblue33]

can we just talk about how freaking amazing decked out is

First of all, this is a game within a game. We've always known that Minecraft redstone has insane capabilities, but Tango has taken this to such an extreme. Decked Out could exist as a game on its own, but no, it's built entirely within Minecraft vanilla survival, using only a few resource packs here and there to help it function- and most of those make nothing more than quality of life changes. I'm not a redstone person myself, so everything he does is just gibberish to me, but I know enough to understand how impressive it is.

The game itself is expertly designed. Tango clearly understands how to build a game that encourages strategy and exploration and creates a functional system of risk and reward. At week one, we've barely seen half of the depth that can go into building the ultimate deck. The creative building that went into designing each level is insane, and it's truly its own world to explore.

And then there's the social aspect of it. Decked Out is bringing the hermits together in a way that in all my years of watching Hermitcraft since season 6, I have never seen. They're streaming just to play it and uploading hour long videos of it, and half of that is just them jumping around in the lobby and chatting with each other. I've literally never watched Hypno or Vintagebeef, much less seen Tango and Scar interact with them, but because I've been watching Tango and Scar's streams I know so much more about them and how cool they are.

I love decked out. I love the grand hall with everyone's crypts, Cub's dojo and Joe's guppy geyser, I love the little scoreboard hallway where everyone hangs out and chats between runs, with the board of everyone's heads and their names listed with little inside jokes. I love Gem basically just living in Decked Out even though she's out of shards, just to chat with people who pop by. I love everyone's twitch chat freaking out whenever Etho logs on. I love the waiting room they created on day one, how it clashes with everything Deep Frost Citadel stands for. I love how they want to help each other, giving tips and hints, how they embraced the pay it forward mechanic (until Tango killed it). I love Mrs. T popping by to cause problems. I love watching runs in first person, the adrenaline of it- I love that I got to be there watching live when Scar successfully made his first run to level two and escaped with his artifact. And I love Tango sitting behind the scenes, giggling and offering unhelpful hints and just basking in the glory of what he has created.

There has never been anything like decked out on Hermitcraft before, and I can only hope that it lasts for as long as possible.