Renaissance In The 21st Century

this is peak human preformance

im gonna fucking cry

some misc doodles for my AU, some for next chapter of Galaxy days and some for after

Gonna push myself to keep writing so I can get to the part where Dib gets the Paklet and moves in with Zim so I can write hellish and domestic shenigignas instead of dying from cryptids all the time.

They can have some rest, as a treat.

big brain strat mhm yup yup

speedpaint vid

A T T E N T I O N

If you play wildcats video: INSIDE THE MIND OF DELIRIOUS! - Gary’s Mod Prop Hunt Funny Moments New Years Edition! At extacly 11:56:41 the first thing you’ll hear at midnight is Delirious and Wildcat screaming happy new year. Start your year right.

Do. Not. Disturb.

// maybe you should’ve been here to protect me //

// well I can’t be here all the time //

i was trying to remove the background but clip studio wouldn't have it. so my first time using Blender

The change in Deli’s voice is just sooooo mm mm mmmm!!

Horns

I saw a story idea on @lillian-nator ‘s page, prompted by @mcyt-apocalypse-au . I’ve actually never written a fanfic before, so…. idk, I hope you enjoy at least a little. Feedback is super helpful!

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The knock at Tubbo’s door was like a crash of thunder, yanking him from his frazzed mind.

“Tubbo?” a voice called, echoing through his little Manberg house - it was Quackity. “You in there, man? You’re gonna be late.”

 Tubbo’s reply was stuttered, his heart thumping faster in his chest as he realized how long he’d been standing in the bathroom now. “O-oh, uh, yeah! I’m fine, Quackity, thanks! Be right out…”

Quackity hesitated. Tubbo could imagine the skeptical frown on the man’s face. “If you say so,” Quackity called before his footsteps disappeared.

Tubbo was never late. But he was late this morning, staring at himself in the mirror. He’d gone to comb his hair, but was interrupted but something.

A pair of stubby, black horns jutting from the top of his skull.

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