#tidbit tag

[upontherisers]

normal people don't have to do this

[existentialcrisis-9-5]

Eclipse finally has their licence!

Sorry it took a while, they had to get a few repairs first :P

Sun and Moon's licence :)

The full lanyard

[ask-the-pioneer]

Why weren’t you and your sibling born into a colony?

"I… don't know… I never asked. I was young and just accepted everything at face value. Hell, I didn't know slugcats live in colonies until much later in my life".

"Why did mom decide to raise me and my sibling outside of one... I will probably never know, even if I wanted to".

With a defeated look on her face, Marbles' eyes drop to the floor. A big part of her still misses her mother and sibling, but secretly she dreads to find out the family's true fate. If they really are gone for good... the pain of knowing would be too much to bear.

[maplemaplemaplemaplemaple]

its a sashamilla summer !

[homefryboy]

random lil factoids from the muppets abc.

-Kermit told piggy that airlines serve pre-flight calzones and got a calzone to her on who knows how many of her flights bc he--rightfully--thought she wouldn't fly w/o them / if she found out they weren't a thing

-floyd believes the earth revolves around the moon which creates winter (but also believes the moon doesn’t exist)

-Robin's ~30 yrs old, just still tiny

-piggy once somehow accidentally performed at a dictator’s bday party and he was so pissed he decimated a city. she and kermit only survived bc they hid in his pile of stolen art

-uncle deadly has apparently banged Gloria estefan

-on the farm where piggy grew up, pigs who got injured were taken away; over the yrs she saw her former friends and family served at bbqs and butcher shops

-scooter goes "whee!" every time he rides an escalator

-janice participated in building a wicker man

-uncle deadly has woven such a web of lies around piggy that she doesn’t know her dress size or age

-kermit hates pumpkin spice shit as much as the next guy

-animal can't handle life on the road bc he ends up laying too much pipe

[estrellami-1]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday

Thanks to @like-icarus-burns for the tag!! Here’s a new one… a vampire!Eddie fic that I’m really hoping will go somewhere!

Eddie dies.

Steve breaks his fucking ribs trying to save him, but two days later in the hospital he flatlines, and the defibrillator doesn’t work.

Eddie dies.

The kids don’t go see him. They don’t go down into the basement of the hospital, where the mortuary is.

They saw him in the hospital; when machines were keeping him alive, when his ribs were cracked and broken but working, they saw him. Mike talked at him. Lucas sat in silence. Dustin blabbered about everything, future D&D campaigns, fucking Halloween even though it wasn’t for another half a year.

Eddie dies, and the kids don’t go see him.

Steve does.

He’s finally washed off the blood, the gore, gotten it off his skin and out from underneath his fingernails, out from between each strand of hair and whorl in his fingerprints.

He goes back to the hospital. Wants—needs—to say goodbye, to feel him one last time. To know there’s nothing he could have done.

The technician bids him to follow, through doors, down halls, through more doors, until Steve is thoroughly confused.

He opens the drawer, pulls out the bed.

Steve feels something crack in his chest.

He slips his hand under the blanket, holds Eddie’s hand with his left. Places his right over Eddie’s heart.

Stands there, silently, for three minutes.

“Please,” he finally whispers, not looking away from Eddie. “Please. Can I- can I have a moment. Just a moment. Please.”

“Of course,” the technician says, and closes the door behind him.

His grasp on Eddie’s hand becomes firmer. “How the fuck are you alive?” He hisses out.

For a moment, he thinks he imagined it. For a moment he thinks it was his own body, his own heartbeat tricking him.

Then, Eddie opens his eyes and answers. “I’m not.”

[tyquu]

for the WIP ask game, Untitled 6?

HDJSJDH my shitty ass modern AU 😔 (that’s weeks old at this point please forgive me for how it looks)

I would also rather chew chalk than elaborate fully on what happens in this modern AU, but let’s just say last time I checked up on it it had developed into a hospital drama (??). So there’s also that 😭

[hplonesomeart]

@scimagic Uhhh made this because I just think they’re dynamic is neat. Also completely agree with the Puzzle headcanon super fun silly and very on point. As we speak he is clinging for his dear life :))

I really enjoy seeing the illustrated storyline you have unfolding between the two and figured it would be nice to see this motorcycle sequence in motion. So tadaa here it is! In animated form! Now your obligated to make a full length written novel in-depth about their relationship /j

Sincerely though thanks for the creative inspiration and keep on being a swagger artist 👍✨

[spooky-activity]

My favorite visual gag in cartoons is "closet full of the exact same outfit".

[nocofamilyau]

uhhh yeah sure hold on...

whipped this up just to have a reference, nothing too special...

bugger ir ill throw some floor plans that have been eating away at me for ages too

(these were mainly made so I at least have something consistent to fall back on,,)

you'd think a more slice of life au wouldn't be that much work and then you're making floor plans and looking up Canadian adoption laws and how Dissociative Identity Disorder shows up/works in kids

[upontherisers]

mouse hole girls broke containment and are visiting dreamhouses again, “stitches on a cheekbone” for willie and mahalia :]

a/n: okay i'm only two months late but here's 600 words western!au willie and mahalia.

“Folks’ll think you’re a hothead,” Willie says, cradling Mahalia’s face in her hands. There, along the bloom of plum purple, sit five neat lines on parade, marching their way up her cheekbone. The skin under her thumb is hot and tender, and she can see Mahalia’s eye twitch in pain as she brushes over the wound before she reaches to stop her wrist from moving further, bringing her veins to her lips.

Willie shivers despite the warm breeze through the curtains and she can feel Mahalia smile.

“I think they’ll live,” Mahalia mumbles. “Worse things to be.”

“That girl couldn’t’ve knocked some sense into you?”

“‘Fraid I’m all up on sense.”

“Hey now,” Willie says, scooping Mahalia’s chin up into the orange glow of sunset. “I’m serious.”

Mahalia’s eyes roll. “I can handle myself just fine.”

“We have different definitions of fine,” she replies, taking in damage again. It’s a garish, angry thing — the bruise and the sutured gash and the red spilling into the white of Mahalia’s eye. Why does she insist on this? 

“You’re lucky Doc knows what he’s doing with a needle. Some scar you’ll have.”

“I’ll look rather rakish, yeah? Like Kid Cleven with his signature cheeks.”

Willie’s stomach turns, remembering how Gale came by his scars. “You’re a lawyer, not an outlaw.”

“How was I supposed to know she’d keep her ring on? Just like them other heiresses, only knows how to fight dirty.”

“It’s not about the scar, Mahalia, Jesus. It’s—”

Mahalia kisses her gently, smelling of parchment and the apothecary’s saccharine air, and Willie melts into it despite her anger. How mad can she stay on an evening like this? With the dry desert air blowing in and the rowdy sounds of the Silver Spurs picking up down the street. She has two more days until her next ride with the surveyors and she has to spend one of them packing, leaving only tonight and tomorrow to kiss Mahalia silly and memorize her profile for portrait practice on the road.

Winding her arms around Mahalia’s shoulders, she lets herself be pulled onto her lap, sitting back when she feels Mahalia’s proud smirk against her mouth.

“I’m still mad,” she says, pressing their foreheads together.

Mahalia’s hands fall to Willie’s hips, her thumbs making small circles over the silk at the hinge of her thighs. They sit in silence as their chests heave and Willie lets her hands wander over Mahalia’s collarbone to push her dressing gown down and expose that dark umber skin. The Geological Survey hasn’t noticed her increased demand for brown, orange, and beige in her monthly invoice for oils and charcoals, the chumps. If they ever see Mahalia, the jig would be up; she’s obviously meant for the canvas and sketchpad with the way her cheeks catch the light and the haughty set of her brows. 

Like the Muses of old, the original fount of art, to see her is to be inspired.

“It’s about my honor, Will,” says Mahalia, averting her gaze to her hands. “It’s all I got.”

“You got me,” she replies. “And the cat.”

That gets a laugh and Willie is going to keep the image for a night in her tent by lantern, pencil darting here and there to build the point of Mahalia’s chin and the curves of her throat. A fire sparks in her stomach and floods into her chest — she’s hungry, ravenously so.

A low ‘oof’ puffs out of Mahalia as she presses her back onto the mattress, looking rather rakish indeed when Willie lowers her mouth to hers. 

[sanctuary-sonic-au]

miscellaneous WIPs and doodles

[feroluce]

On Sampo's name (ALL of his names!)

I feel like everyone who's a fan knows the meaning of Sampo's full name by now- the sampo was a legendary item that could magically make endless supplies of gold, flour, and salt, all priceless items at the time! So it works perfectly for a scammer businessman like Sampo. ☆

"Koski" is the Finnish word for "water rapids" which might seem kinda random but actually makes sense for him, since Aha and the Masked Fools are also referred to with water terms:

This kind of analogy isn't specific to only Aha and the Masked Fools, but it does still tie them together. So water rapids fits perfectly! Sampo wants to stir the pot! He likes to shake things around and spice things up! He's taking that stagnant pool and turning it into water rapids! It would actually explain his ridiculous hair color, too; a dark blue wave tipped with white foam haha

EDIT: an amazing contribution from @ricochetlovebombs, who heard it from hoyolab user Rattaboy. If you interpret his first and last name together, instead of separately like I did, you would get something like "money river."

In other words, Sampo's name literally means CASH FLOW SKXJMDMDMD

What I really wanted to talk about is his drag alias name, though, Brughel Poisson, because to me that's where it gets really interesting.

So like in the English version, Sampo goes by Brughel Poisson when he's in disguise. Searching for just "Brughel" itself doesn't seem to get you much at first: a Flemish and Dutch Renaissance painter named Pieter Brueghel the Elder, who was famous for his landscapes and peasant scenery, especially Hunters in the Snow and The Blue Cloak.

He's referred to as "the Elder" because he had a son also named Pieter Brueghel (the Younger), and he began a long line of painters, all named Brueghel. Some of them did original work, and many of them created reproductions of the Elder's art to sell. The Elder was also famous as a printmaker. All of this is hilarious when you remember that Sampo is an infamous counterfeiter and has sold a relic called the Parallel Universe Printer JSKZJSMD

There is also something called Brueghel's Syndrome, named after one of Brueghel's paintings called De Gaper, which pictured a man yawning widely. It's a condition that causes the mouth to open and gape uncontrollably, twisting a person's countenance into a distorted mask of their usual face.

Tumblr doesn't have a way of censoring pics like twitter, so for the sake of the medically squeamish, I'm just showing De Gaper here. But if you look up Brueghel's Syndrome, you can find pictures of actual patients, some of whom really do make faces resembling Aha's comedy and tragedy masks!

In the Chinese and Japanese versions, his alias last name is a lot more silly- In those, "Sampo" is phonetically written as "san-bo" and "san-po." And in disguise, his last names are phonetically written as... "Bo-san" and "Po-san." The Chinese version uses different tones, but still. This smug asshole seriously just decided to write his own name backwards and called it a day NDMKXMDMD

In the English version, Poisson itself is kind of a reused Hoyo asset- it's also the name of Navia's fishing village in Genshin Impact. Which is a really silly name for a village, because it literally just means "fish" in French smzjxkdkdk but!

Again, more water imagery. And in English, if something is suspicious, we say that it's "fishy," which is perhaps the most fitting association yet for someone as shady as Sampo ☆

And for a good while I thought that was the only connection. But then. My beloved @hydrachea, who is an actual native French speaker, dropped this on me right after April Fool's Day:

Poisson is literally the word you use to pull an April Fool's prank.

[hyperfocusthusly]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday 📚

Tagged by the wonderful @perfectlysunny02 & @desert--moonchild

Lil extra from my BuckTommy amnesia fic (other tease is here)

Edit: first chapter is out 🫶🏻

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Buck had never felt relief quite like when Tommy finally opened his eyes again.

Two days had been far too long. The plastic chair by the side of Tommy‘s bed had carved lines along the outside of his thighs, his back protesting the near constant hunch so that Buck could rest his head on the edge of the bed. He had to be close, close enough to feel the warmth of Tommy’s body, close enough to press a gentle kiss to the hand he hadn’t let go of for almost 48 hours.

When he opened his eyes again it felt like the sun had finally come up after a long night.

“H-hey you.” Buck squeezed his hand softly,

Tommy opened his mouth but didn’t speak, brows furrowed as he shifts on the bed.

“Are you okay? Are you in pain? I can get the nurse, she said they were giving you some painkillers anyway but I could-“

He falters midway as he feels Tommy move his hand, the one Buck had been holding onto like a lifeline, away from him. Buck frowns, brain immediately admonishing him for holding it too tightly, he was probably squeezing too hard. He looks up at Tommy and opens his mouth to apologise but stops dead at the look on Tommy’s face.

Confusion, distrust, fear.

“Who are you?”

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[spotaus]

The brothers meet again

Ohhh my gods, this one was so daunting (I don't like backgrounds 😭) but it was so fun!!! This scene is going to be like. The really fun dramatic one when I get around to writing it, but for now here's a piece for it instead!!

Very quick explanation for those who haven't seen my insane rambles: Dream was about to kill Killer (finish him off) when Nightmare bursts out of hiding to get between them!

Now, bonus stuff!

^ He's actually very handsome <3

^Thinner version with a crop I like better??

^ I had to check sizing a few times (but Killer is angled so idk if it really helped?) And I just thought this was REALLY funny

^ Just the twins!

[bigfootsmom]

Tease tidbit Tuesday

I was tagged by the lovely and talented @loserdiaz, @devirnis, @smallandalmosthonest, @tizniz, @bidisasterevankinard

I have….started a new au. Girl dads bucktommy with transmasc buck getting to be a seahorse dad so content warning for trans pregnancy and mentions of labor. this au has bewitched me body and soul and I’m dragging @try-set-me-on-fire down with me <3 <3 so here’s a doodle of happy dads with their fresh baby (Bobby took the picture)

And a snippet! :3

When Eddie grabs Tommy by the crook of his good elbow, Tommy falters. He feels off balance, his stomach swooping and head spinning as he tries to keep up with Eddie’s rapid pace. “Eddie— wait, wait— what’s going on?”

Eddie stops, staring at Tommy before his eyebrows shoot up to his hairline. “You don’t know? Fuck— of course you don’t know, shit.” Eddie smacks his forehead with the heel of his hand.

“Don’t know what?” Tommy can feel his stomach sinking, “Eddie, what don’t I know?”

“Buck is here at the hospital. He’s in labor.”

It feels like the world shifts under Tommy’s feet and no amount of hospital grippy socks will keep him from falling. He sucks in a shuddering breath, and then another when it feels like the first one doesn’t ever reach his lungs.

“Wh–what? But, but he was fine– he wasn’t–” The backs of Tommy’s knees hit the edge of the bed and he sways, only his white knuckle grip on the bed rail keeps him from crashing backward. His next breath comes in too quick, whistling between his teeth as his vision tunnels.

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