Very Much Still Thinking About Time Loop Joel

I have an extremely important question. When you think of our beloved Tango Tek, what of his builds do you think of? Is it Toon Town? Decked Out? The Ranch? Bonus points if you include a picture (or send me a picture).

Along those lines, what other things do you think of when you think of Tango? (Among Us hamburger, a particular pink fluffy hat, etc)

I am contemplating a Project, and have officially entered the research stage.

Doomscrolling Save Point

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happy gf 10 year anniversary

idk im really tired of 15-17 year olds who have never interacted with the gay community irl and spend too much time on tiktok trying to act like the authority on all that is lgbt+ 

(since you can only have 10 options, I'm just including the most popular miyazaki!!)

"Heck Yes! We're Transgendered" from Transgender Tapestry magazine (1997)

Grian swoops down from a tree, two squirrels in his talons (not much by way of food but they aren’t eating Scar’s stupid pandas so it will have to do for now), and hits the ground next to Scar with a thud. He looks up. Scar’s eyes are wide.

“You’ve seen me hunt before,” Grian says, shaking out his bloodied talons with a chime.

“You still have it,” Scar says.

“What?” Grian says.

“Around your ankle,” Scar says.

“…it’s not like I can take it off,” Grian says, as though he doesn’t have hands with which he could unlace the leather. But it feels—wrong. He’d never removed them. The bells being a warning for those he approached unexpectedly was a bonus, anyway, and it’s not like many people knew enough about falconry, Scar, or the strange hazy place they’d both gotten to in the desert where Grian’s head had blurred further into predator than usual to understand what it meant. In the Southlands, in fact, he’d been mostly teased for it, though Mumbo had given him considering looks the whole time.

“Huh,” Scar says.

“Honestly, did you not notice?”

“I followed the sound,” Scar says, “when I heard it. But even if it stopped me from losing track you, it’s not like it can make a falcon come back if you can’t give it a reason to or catch it,” Scar says, a little bitterly. “I just thought you’d get… I don’t know. You still have it.”

“I still have it,” Grian says. “I—”

“Don’t say sorry for things you aren’t.”

“You’re right,” Grian says.

“I’d forgotten how sharp your eyes are sometimes. Hunting.”

Grian looks at Scar for a long while and almost says he’d forgotten how it felt to have a home he was meant to be returning to after. He doesn’t. He huffs. “You’ll see it more. This isn’t enough food yet.”

“Hunt away,” Scar murmurs.

Grian he opens his wings again to soar into the trees. He hears the bells chiming, and it sounds like a red string, for whatever that means. He can feel Scar watch him as he goes.

“No going after any Jellies!” Scar shouts, and Grian rolls his eyes. He won’t. He wouldn’t. The bells are loud in his ears. He wouldn’t.

oh my gosh the timelapse music is western now

mini au doodles (cause I can)

(very minor spoilers)

Little doodles with the little man