This Movie Was Freaking Awesome. I Will Sell My Soul To Get The 3rd One Out Faster

Currently rewatching some old Squiddo videos cause they popped up on my YT page.

Now with the context that Squiddo and Ashswag have been dating the entire time I'm realizing how blind I was. Like the MCC video she legit said 'I love you' at full volume multiple times after Ashswag's 1v4 (which was so epic, loved rewatching that!) and I just went- 'Ah yes, platonic friendship' LIKE BRO- NO PAST ME, THAT'S NOT!

Very happy for them and wish them the best :D

joel and the smallishbeans

close-ups below!

Careful footings, precise movements, flickering gazes; the steps were to a dance he had been born into, movements he had Ren forced to learn. Because you can't miss a step in this dance, if you trip- if you loose sight of your partners blade- its over. There isn't a second chance. There isn't a hand held out to help you off of the dirt you fell into.

Just the dirt and your own blood. Forged by your mistakes.

He was never without at least three of his implements. Despite his recklessness, he wasn't keen on dying.

The heavy battleaxe he kept wasn't all that practical to use alone. It was too heavy and slow. But its weight on his belt was what reminded him that he wasn't defenseless, that he had a chance.

The sword he kept on the other hand, was the best weapon one could have when forced into close up combat like the situation he was in. It was muscle memory for him to spin the blade around his hand like one would swing a butterfly knife as he fought. To remember not to press to harshly against another's blade for too long before swinging at their shins or their sides.

His opponent was strong, they weren't afraid to press him whenever their blades clashed and sparked. They were well trained as well, even as he switched which hand he held his blade it, they didn't falter.

It was exhilarating, the thrill of the fight, the way the pain of his scrapes was dulled by pure adrenaline. He knew he was grinning that grin he was told made him look insane. He knew he was getting tired, they had been moving for hours. He knew his mind was drifting, he couldn't focus in the fight when all his mind was stuck on was how much he had missed this feeling. He knew he was relying a tad too much on instinct, on waiting for the small shifts in the air to tell them where they would strike.

But he kept on going, letting himself forget where he was in the room. Not noticing as the other was moving him slightly back at every strike.

In one swift motion, his sword was flung out of his hand and he was being tossed to the ground, the back of his head brushed the wall as he fell. Panic took over.

Before he even knew where he was, before he could register his own thoughts or figure out what had happened, his hand was snatching a small blade tucked into his boot.

He gripped the persons jaw, palm over their chin, and flipped their positions. Slamming the others head to the floor and digging the blade against their jugular.

He was panting, he couldn't see, all he could do was feel the person try to move and he dug his nails into their jaw in retaliation.

The person said something, he can't hear them.

He doesn't care to.

They tried to... They...

He can't remember.

Where is he?

It doesn't matter. He's not dead. He just needs to live.

Suddenly a hand has his wrist and is yanking it off of them. The attacker scurries away from his grasp.

Fuck he is so dead. His axe isn't going to do anything, he's shaking, he'd did op it in seconds. He's dead. He's dead. He's going to die. He's going to-

A hand on his shoulder.

He flinches away and keeps his head down. Maybe they will let hin- if he just does what they say- it will all be okay if he just-

"Look at me." The attacker says, their voice is calmer than he expected, he thought they would sound angry.

He looks up and the castle crashes around him.

It was just Gem. She is bleeding from her throat, badly.

His head flings from side to side to look around the room.

Fight club. He was just in their stupid fight club. He wasn't anywhere else.

He just hurt Gem in a sparring match.

He was about to kill Gem in a sparring match just because he forgot where he was.

Idiot. He was a fucking idiot.

"I.." His breath catches and he realizes he's breathing too fast.

Gem knelt down next to him. "Are you okay?"

He nodded frantically, "Are you? I'm so fucking sorry I didn't mean to hurt you like that I just-" he swallowed "I forgot where I was for a minute."

She huffed, but looked pained as the action strained the large cut on her throat, just to the side of her jugular and artery. She pulled a potion out of her pocket. "Nothing a healing potion won't fix." And slowly drank the thick, sweet smelling drink.

Her wounds stitched themselves back together. He relaxed slightly. He wasn't killing anyone.

"Where did you think you were?" She asked.

He barked out a laugh, it was heavy with a bitterness to it. "Anywhere but here, Gem."

She looked puzzled at that.

He evened his breath. "I'm not exactly the guy people like to keep around. Kind of why I don't do this often.. hanging out with people I mean."

The redhead held out her hand to help him up from the floor. "Well. Start getting used to it. You're stuck with me now, you got that?"

He put away his weapons into the chests. "Yeah. Okay, why not?"

*crashes into ur dash three months late*

I hid a few sneaky details in their so I’m excited to see if anyone catches them >:D it was fun going back and watching some of the winner POVs as well.

Procreate — 34hrs (27 for the characters and 7 for the BG/ final layering)

Go my scarabs

Guess who made opera designs again bc I'm a one trick pony when it comes to fanart /lhj

I'm actually quite proud of these bc I feel like my design skills have improved; these are a lot more detailed compared to my swk/macaque opera designs

Anygays yea I still haven't recovered from nezha 2 and probably won't

And ao bing design notes

Was too lazy to make a design notes sheet for nezha but basically

Warned to combine the strength/power of bigzha with the elegance of the 79 nezha -> ended up with li yunxiang?????

Lots of lotus and fire imagery cause like. Gestures at him.

Dialogue from the 79 animation (slightly altered) w opera designs (made before I finalized either of them)

"Who was it that fought the sea yaksha?"

"It was this young master, chengtang guan li jing's son, ne zha!"

My artwork for the new @trafficzine !!! This was so fun, and everyone is soso talented, please check it out!!

You are the paladin of a kind god. The god's followers have become corrupt, taking over the government and using their religious doctrine as tools to condemn others. Your god is angry and you are here to bring hell.

I'm imagining Joel gets to the winners lounge, and immediately no hesitation runs Scott over with his car (it's payback- but also for fun.)

They all expect Scott to respawn, after all you can't kill other players in the winners lounge; trust me, they've tried. But no, apparently that only counts for PVP kills, and Joel's car is a separate entity. So, Scott's just dead now.

Joel wakes up after the April Fools series, ready to take a nap after whatever the hell that was. Then the door slams open and well I guess Scott's back now, so much for that.

the sudden cut to jimmy has me crying laughing on the floor

Hey quick question was the dark mode Ao3 thing a joke and if not, how does one set that up? I have been on there for years and I feel like boo boo the fool

Hi! first of all so sorry for not replying sooner i forgot to have a look at my inbox 🫶🏾

dark mode definitely is a real thing on AO3! this is how i did it on my phone (im going to assume it’s the same for both apple and android)

1. Log into your AO3 account and go to ‘My Dashboard’

2. Click on ‘Skins’

3. Click on ‘Public Site Skins’

4. Scroll through the available skins - For dark more click the ‘Use’ button under the Reversi skin

5. Enjoy reading without destroying your eyes!