#ong

[orb-the-watchman]

animation memes in big 2026. hell yeah

[m0oncak3]

Dude, I love them

[boxmakesart]

She Harry on my Du Bois while I Disco her Elysium

[wisdomandpleasure]

i’m a real nigga first and a black woman immediately after

[sylvanitchi]

my tamas

[motheline]

Raph-a-doodle

Help how do I draw turtles

[thedarkesttalent]

I had a thought about how the first time osteon saw scott was when he was fighting the rift.

They thought the rift had developed new powers at first.

It was a worrying thought, seeing a storm of ice and snow center on the rift. Until the blizzard ended.

And a man stood on a path of ice, calmly, surely, and efficiently killing the nether mobs that spawned in.

Osteon watched for a moment as the man maneuvered the ice to suffocate some of the wither skeletons, before summoning another blizzard and nearly disappearing into the freezing storm.

A freezing, ferocious display.

It was a beautiful sight, they will admit privately to themself. The moonlight catching the ice in frozen fractals, the frost crystalizing onto the grass around the fight, only for the nether-heat to melt it all away as soon as the spell ended.

It was such a shame that the ice mage left as osteon landed nearby.

Thankfully, a small pile of forgotten loot caught their eye, and with it an excuse to seek out the towering ice mage...