Did You Know That LGBTQ People Have Existed Since Humans Began? That It’s Been A Thing Since Being

No thoughts, just Phoenix!Tommy. Like after he lost his final life he came back as a fully realized phoenix.

MmMmmM more thoughts later

Days later edit:

As soon as Tommy awakes he’s engulfed in a blast of flames accompanied by the stench of burnt blood, as huge fire-colored wings emerged, dark red with a fire color fade tail feathers solidify from flames and smoke, socks and shoes are torn as razor sharp talons grow and the anatomy shifts to resemble a birds foot, fingernails grow into sharp claws. But he’s clumsy and awkward at this point, he’s not used to the wings or talons. Once he’s free of Pandora’s Vault he learns how to accommodate his new limbs, eventually learning how to fly.

In his new form he’s basically a space heater, he’s warm to the touch and his feathers are warmer to touch than his skin. So you’ll often find Michael sleeping in Tommy’s lap(after Ranboo and Tommy make sure Michael wouldn’t get burned of course) Tommy will often drape his wings over Tubbo or you’ll find Tommy cocooned in his wings(he can’t get cold anymore but the warmth is wonderful). He also takes Michael out for flights, it took a lot of work to convince Ranboo and Tubbo that this was safe, the two made Tommy wear a baby-carrier to put Michael in.

has this one been done yet

I’m doing this, hit me up on Halloween and I’ll do a little doodle of your character

please can we do inbox trick-or-treating this year. can we make that a thing on tumblr. please please please please please

Y’all ever feel like a wet cat

This is a cry for help

Been working on my original insect-like canine species since the episode and cranked this out

Hang in there Ghesties, we can do this

To the artists and writers who are considering giving up on this fandom: please give yourself a chance, don’t give up.

The band is currently silent, and so is the fandom. We've just passed the festivities, and everyone is back to their jobs, schools, or families. I believe the lack of interactions has affected all of us, to varying degrees... I suggest not using this period as a definitive measure of our worth as artists or writers. Things are just a bit quiet for now, but soon there will be news and, hopefully, the community will wake up again with new interest in our contents.

Plus, I believe there are also technical reasons for the lack of visibility of original content here on Tumblr. It seems like the platform is trying to push the Plus subscription, by the way our dashboards are invaded by spam and ads highlighted in the sidebar. I also strongly believe they deliberately lowered the visibility of free accounts, if that is possible. It's frustrating, I know, but it would be even worse to give up on something we love to do.

Hang on and keep expressing your creativity... you may never know what impact you can have on someone’s day!

I’ve started to get into HLVRAI and I saw this video again. You can’t tell me that this isn’t Gordon and Benrey. Go watch the video by Tom Schalk on YouTube.

I didn’t expect anyone to like my angsty rambles. I’ve got more where that came from if y’all want?

Y’all remember when everyone called Puffy Dream’s mom? Yeah let me elaborate on that.

Could you imagine Puffy in denial that her little baby, her little duckling, is a monster? Could you imagine her finally coming to terms with it, her taking up a sword against him? Her joining the rebellion to dethrone the son she loves so dearly.

But then the gang discovers Dream has been possessed for a very long time, a Dreamon and its host, now they set out to find out a way to separate them. After finding a way to do so a huge battle ensues and Puffy is the one to separate the Dreamon from Dream.

Imagine her, battered and bruised, stumbling to the center of a huge crater where her little duckling lays. She calls out “Son?” As she gets closer, Dream looks up, mask cracked, “Mom?”. Puffy runs to him, gathering her son in her arms, “I’m here, I’m here.” “You’re okay, you’re okay.”

Is this my desperate need for positive physical affection? Is this my touch-starved state speaking? Maybe. I was just chilling in my room thinking bout Mama Puffy than B O O M angst.

Unus Annus

The World represents the end of a journey. Things have come full circle. Things have been resolved.

Momento Mori

Day 15, corruption! Wilbur corruption arc!