I Keep Forgetting I Have Art To Post Here, So Uh, Have An Art Dump I Guess.

Can we PLEASE stop posting about the knew owl house episode without spoiler marks AT LEAST until it's out in every country? I wanted to go into this episode completely blind as to have the full experience of sobbing over the end of this show, and I just learned that Luz apparently [spoiler] and [spoiler] [spoiler], something I should have only found out from the episode itself.

And if you think that just hiding the spoilers under a cut does anything, then you are mistaken. For anyone like me who clicks without thought because button, it's way easier to decide not to when I know that there's something I don't want to see under the cut.

I was struck with inspiration

original under the cut

raybans scam is back

I have no self control, okay?

Just wrighting about the original work I mentioned here:

https://randomkduck.tumblr.com/post/687054175127863296/so-um-im-contemplating-writing-a-crossover

The five rooms is a dream I had, where badically the main character (Leslie McKane) has to go through this mess of a place that has no bame or location.

Each of the rooms is preceded (is that the right word?) by a side room that has hints to what lays ahead. All except for room 1.

Room one is a blank version of the bedroom you were staying in before you were brought to the five rooms. Other than whatever shelves, bedding, and closets/cupboards it’s conpletely empty.

Room two is that of transformation. It’ll make you look as how you perceive yourself. (Trans people would be changed to look like their actual gender, thin people who still think they’re fat would gain weight, people who think they’re stronger than they actually are would become so, and so on and so forth) It’s a stupidly painful process.

The third room has giant stone toads that are blind, and eat people and hunt you tgrough sound. Trust me, you don’t wanna know what would happen if they caught you.

The fourth room is a maze with a spooky floating grimdark knife hand lady who chases you and tries to cut you to ribbons.

The final room is a pool you start out at the bottom of. With the souls of those who didn’t make it out appearing as plants that wanna be like the knife lady from room four.

If you make past all that then congrats! Your stuck floating in the ocean until someone passes by and saves you! Yay!

This was the most simple, and friendly explination I could give.

Like most of these places I come up with, it’s a place of horrors and unaliving. So yeah.

CRAU chapter 6: intruder

enjoy :)

Shadow was used to staying up at miscellaneous parts of the day and night, even before becoming a cat. He vaguely remembered that cats have more sporadic sleeping habits, and are equally nocturnal and diurnal… was that the word? So all of this wasn’t really knew to him.

Anyways. He was used to staying up. Tonight was no exception.

He padded through the house, looking for something to do. He didn’t really wanna wake anyone, so most of his cat toys were out of the question. 

He had spent most of the night up to this point just laying with one of the four Links in their beds, and then climbing up to a high shelf and watching them sleep. Keeping an eye out for possible threats. 

But that got boring after nothing happened for too long. Besides that, nothing really ever happened. These guys were heroes, they had to have enemies. You mean to tell him that none of their possible enemies think of just offing one or more of them in the middle of the night? Really?

Sure it’d be hard because Vio goes to bed late and Blue wakes up early, so there wouldn’t be much time to. But still!

He found himself bored and bouncing around the halls trying to practice using what of his magic he had left while in cat form.

It wasn’t much, and- like every other time he had attempted in the nights before -the most he could do was cause the shadows around him to writhe a little.

Nowhere near enough magic power to become a hylian again.

But would he even want to at this point? Being a cat rocked, and was way easier than being hylian. Less expectations, less hate. It was nice.

He missed being able to pick things up, and missed being able to make fun of the four Links relentlessly, among other things that he can never really get used to not having anymore. But all around being a cat was nice.

He was still thinking hard on the pros and cons of just, never becoming hylian shaped again, when he heard a sound somewhere downstairs.

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Of course I went to investigate.

I quietly made my way down the stairs. Pausing right at the bottom and looking around.

There was someone making their way through the house. A mask over their face making it hard to tell what they looked like, and a bag over their shoulder.

I watched them grab anything that looked valuable. Movements quick, precise, and quiet. 

They set the full bag by the window they had crawled in from, and grabbed out a knife while looking towards the stairs.

Oh ho ho. Not fucking happening.

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Red woke up to the sound of a crash. Hissing and yelling filling the night air as he bolted upright in bed.

What’s happening???? He ran from his room, heart beating frantically.

Blue bolted past him and leapt down the stairs, hammer in hand already. Green hot on his heals. Vio looked like he was still trying to wake up as he stumbled out of his room with his bow in hand.

Red followed his brothers down the stairs. More carefully than the other two had been considering it was awfully dark in the until house and the stairwell was drenched in blackness, and he didn’t want to run into his brothers and trip them up.

The sound of another crash echoed through the house. Sounds of feline vs hylian violence suddenly and quickly stopping all together. Nothing but the low growl of a cat remained.

Clearly someone had someone broken in! Had Shadow tried to fight them? Was the intruder hurting their cat!?

Red was stopped dead in his tracks as he ran into something just beyond the bottom of the stairs. A light following him down as Vio- seeming to have grabbed a lantern from his room -made his way down behind him.

Green had stopped dead in his tracks, looking over at something beyond the counter. Blue having already rounded it, and looking at the same thing with wide and confused eyes, an expression of rage still hidden underneath.

Red peered over Green’s shoulder, trying to figure out what was happening.

Shadow Sandwich Thief Floof Wizard Destroyer of Egos sat licking his paw on top of a heap of bloodied hylian. A man with a mask over his face who had been knocked out (by the crash?) and was now crumpled on the floor in what looked like a very uncomfortable position.

“Shadow!” Red sprung forward past Green, ignoring Blue’s hand to stop him. He lifted the cat into his arms and checked him for injuries.

Shadow shifted to get comfortable in his grip, a look of surprise melting into a very smug one. He didn’t appear to be bleeding, and didn’t act like he had been bruised at all as Red felt along his body.

“Oh thank goodness, you’re okay!” He gave the cat a light hug, relief flooding his veins. 

At least until realization struck, and he pulled the cat away from him a little.

“How are you okay????” He asked, as though the cat could answer.

Shadow looked up at him, wide eyed, and then looked around as if searching for an answer. 

“Red.” Blue was crouched beside him, hand on his shoulder.

“Yeah?”

“I think our cat is Shadow.” Blue stated, a seriousness in his face that had Red believing him instantly. Even if he didn’t entirely get what he meant.

“Well yeah, that’s his name-.” Green tried, warily. 

“No. I mean. Our cat is Shadow Link.” Blue corrected.

There was a pause, and then came three voices at once (and a meow):

“WHAT?!?”

I had a dream about a little pale demon-looking boy who had a faint glow about him that made him sparkle in sunlight and made him easy to see at night. He helped out on my mom's permaculture farm by taking care of the ducks (irl there are only 6 at the moment, but in the dream there were 20 or 25), taking them down to the river and back up to do their job acting as a environmentally-safe pesticide for the crops.

He was so assiduous about his job that at one point- when a big truck was driving through and didn't seem to notice/care about the ducks in the road and was gonna run them all over -the kid rammed a car like a fucking goat to protect them, and gently explained (through writing because he was mute), to "please watch out for the ducks and sorry about your car I'll fix the dent in it."

People put a "ducks crossing" signs along the side of the road to mark where on the road between the river and driveway to the permaculture farm he would travel almost daily with the ducks. To prevent future accidents.

He was the cutest little duck shepherd he even had a little spiraly crooked staff that he used to give the ducks a boost if they needed one while walking up the hill and would use to to heard them in the right direction. He even had a whistle that would call them over to him and a whistle that he used to say "danger, don't walk further!" and he didn't even work for money, just head pats and homemade bread. He lived in the little play-shack we have on the hill and helped mom with farm-chores but was scared of the dogs because they were big and he was worried they would thing his tail was a play-thing and bite it.

... I'm gonna draw him. I need more people to see this cute little pale moonlit baby that took on a car just fine but is scared to take on a dog.

I saw this post and then this one https://at.tumblr.com/thegleampt2fromtheglowpt22001/705383557430902784/6nl59khmslmq directly below it

Frodo: Sam hates Gollum, but that is what I shall become once I have lost myself to the ring… he’ll despise me… 

Sam if Frodo did turn into a Gollum: That’s a very nice fish you caught with your bare hands, Mr. Frodo, and its very smart of you to eat it raw, saves us the trouble of starting a fire. I knitted you a sweater in case you get cold running around in that loincloth of yours. Is the sun hurting your eyes? I’ll kill it if it’s bothering you. I’ll kill the sun

Shadow: It's not my fault I was gifted with being the sexiest demon alive! Vio: And you use that power for evil. Shadow, hooking a finger under Vio's chin: I don't know, I think loosening up a little would be good for you. Vio: Intense blushing. The other colours:

HAPPY NEW YEAR im very tired