Um excuse me? But who allowed art to leave the building?! SIR PLEASE THIS IS A MASTERPIECE YOU CANT JUST LEAVE!
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*sound of mad cackling laughter* The work shift is done! DoBbY iS fReE!
*clears throat and fixes the cuffs of my sleeves as I also resituate my glasses before dramatically twirling my hand* Now on to the commentary! 😈
My reaction to this piece got me no joke like
The lines that made me specifically go oof:
👉🏼“And Raph making one last stand so that they can move.
His hands shake. The table is upended. Something, a noise perhaps, is ripped out of his throat before something smashes into a wall, and words, for once, tumble out of his mouth.
"YOU DIDN'T LISTEN!" > aaaaaaaa I feel the RAGE the desperation in this like woooooo doggie. I FEEL this for this hits way to close to home when in come to the mental turmoil of feelings. I literally mentally flip tables on the daily so this was catharsis to read, so I’m right there with Donnie.
Sophia, ma’am, how dare you. The audacity to make me relate. *SCOFF*
👉🏼“It's all his fault. And he can't fix it.
… But maybe…” > NGL I had a surge of hope that Donnie had some crazy idea to bring you back, one way he could in fact fix this because my rescuer complex/ recovering perfectionist is right there with him scrambling to find a way to fix it, to make it better, to make the hurt stop.
👉🏼”At least his death will be worth something.”
Baby. Honey. Sweetheart. No. Just…no. I’m writing this right after meeting with my counselor rn, so emotions are a bit high myself, but this hit harder than I’m willing to admit and so I’m hugging Donnie with my heart, NAY my entire soul. No, Donnie, your life means something NOW. Please don’t end it. Ashes don’t keep anybody warm.
One-shot, Character death mention, Angst, Rise Donnie, Apocalypse Timeline
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There are good days. The days he can concentrate. Try to figure out the next step and maybe, just maybe, how to win this devastating war. The days where he can almost manage to claim back who he was as he sits in his lab and works at incredible speeds.
There are bad days. The ones where he can barely get up in the morning. Ones where he can barely step into his lab before collapsing. The days when it hurts so bad, the two brothers he has left have to contain him.
Then… there are the days like today. The ones that start good, but quickly veer for the worst. The ones that make him think that everything will be fine before something, something just… breaks him. Breaks him and makes him feel insane.
He can't blame anyone when it happens, either. He just can't. Everyone is simply trying to get on with their lives, trying to make the base function as efficiently as possible. But sometimes… sometimes it just gets to him.
"What…?"
"Oh! Uncle 'Tello! Sorry for the mess."
Just like now.
He's not your child. Cassandra Jones Junior might have been born the day you were wiped from the face of the face of the earth, but he's not your child.
And yet, yet… with the way he's just starting to fill that chair. With the way he's behaving and the way his brother is raising him, he's starting to have trouble believing it.
"There was just so mu –"
"Out."
"… Uncle 'Tello?"
"I said out, Jones!"
Maybe he should get rid of that damn chair. Maybe he should just get rid of his entire monitoring set-up. Maybe… Maybe…
… It's going to be an awful day.
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Well…who says you can’t do both?
BEHOLD
And totally because I’m not like a nerd or anything
✨🪷 Floriography Flowers ✨🪷
Clematis: Represents both ingenuity and cleverness (which I feel like you exempt through both your art and how you engage with fellow tumblrs. Like you are so polite and healthy that is absolutely refreshing to read your asks)
Foxglove: Meaning riddles and secrets (because I genuinely can’t get a read on you and your stories + work always leave me incredibly stunned because MAN I did NOT see that coming)
Anyhoo, 👉🏼😅👈🏼 I hope this doesn’t come across as love bombing or anything and makes you feel uncomfortable, just really admire ya respectfully and you inspire me, so…ya…🧡👊🏼
//Feeling super "FLUFF-Y"--
...Ohmygosh-- I need to draw this ridiculously intimate or love-y thing-- IT'LL BE WONDERFUL--!!!💜💜💜
//Starts sketching--
...But what if--
//Chooses different pose-- Character is now solo--
...Okay, I can still--
//Adds a toothy grin or smirk-- Expression becomes intimidating--
...Alright, maybe just--
//Adds battle scars, wounds, blood, etc.-- Stares at canvas--
...
...MAN--
A hyper independent is just a feral cat who needs to be rehabilitated into a loving environment
My Response After Watching it
Y’all. I believe in humanity again if THAT is what people can create. What a story. WHAT. A. Story.
Please. Please. PLEASE. Take the time to watch it. It is BEYOND worth it.
The demons were getting pretty dark yesterday.
My head wasn’t really a safe place.
I think heaven knew I needed some help because outta nowhere I remembered that I had a voucher for one free meal at a food truck nearby.
Found the place and stood in line behind a French lady, while we watched a Venezuelan Woman struggle to make her order in English to a college kid running the fan. It was wholesome to watch that despite the language barrier and the somewhat confusing hand gestures as they tried to communicate, the young man was still able to help the lady get her order, and she walked away with a big smile because she got some yummy food. I then watched a gentleman who was running the wood cooked pizza truck talking with the family running the Thai And Boba truck and talking about swapping leftovers once everybody left. I thought it was sweet that despite the differences there at the food trucks, no matter our cultures, languages, or background, none of these things prevented a small group of people to come together because of the enjoyment of food. I got to eat fresh sushi, sit in the cool grass, with a perfect blue sky as my view.
The new Transformers movie is coming out in a couple weeks. Wild Robot too. Those look interesting.
My roommate knew me well enough to give me a hug cuz she knew I was having it rough.
So yeah, it was a good day.
I think I’ll stick around for just a little longer. 🌱🧡
I can’t tell you the genuine squeak of pure glee that came out of me as I watched this because they WOULD and I am HERE FOR IT. 🙌🏼🤌🏼✨🧡
Like this was really well done, super impressed OP
I’ll say right away that I’m not an animator, so I don’t really know how to make storyboards yet
BUT I REALLY WANTED TO DO THIS.
pspspspsps @mrabubu I haz something for ju🧡
I heard from the grapevine that you were feeling sad. Here's hopefully a little pick me up and a reminder that you're doing a good job, hon.
You are loved and appreciated exactly as and where you are now.
Your art inspired me, and continues to inspire me, (and I know I'm not the only one) the instant I see it, and I wanted to try and capture how this particular photo made me feel.
Hopefully I captured the vibes right 🍀😬🤞🏼
Fantabulous Art credit belong to: @mrabubu
Music Credit belongs to: Chris Grey and his song LET THE WORLD BURN
Edits done with: InShot pro
As always @doreen090 since you're the one who started it all
I love hearing stories about people rediscovering and healing their inner child because I think it’s that element of wonder that truly makes us human.
I’m super impressed with how you used art to describe this journey Friendo! You did such a good job and I’m so proud of you!
(minor flash warning)
Ref:
End product:
I've recently begun to appreciate more music styles, and Bastille has made it for sure. The reference is from his orchestral "A Million Pieces" video.
From what I've read in the comments, it sounds like Bastille has been dealt a difficult hand, but seeing his confidence through his music videos is really inspiring, and this child-like wonder? I had to draw it, and instead of coloring the hard copy, I decided to do so digitally to play with the hues.
This is the most Bayverse Leo song I have on my playlist and the fact that it’s one of my mom’s favorite songs just makes it so much worse?better? Because they would get along so swimmingly it would scare me. I just can’t…can’t even rn…
“If there is anything virtuous, lovely, or of good report or praiseworthy, we seek after these things."Doing my best to make this blog a safe place for every kind of folks. Y'all are more than welcome here!🧡P.S. The only thing minor about meis my minor inferiority complex. But HAY, life like me, is growth in progress🤙🏼🌱
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