i haven't posted in like a year so spongebob art dump
theres my string ray oc, wow their so cool 👅
i didn't really like patchys face in this one so I blurred it
whys he so happy, stop it
human spobby and squidwar, squidward is loosely based off of the spongebob musical version of him
wait no patchy be happy again I'm sorry. uhh he's dead and angry at the spobby bc it's a stupid idea I got off of a spongebob fan therory i watched (time traveling ghost pirate therory, very tuff, very peak)
i haven't posted in like a year so spongebob art dump
theres my string ray oc, wow their so cool 👅
i didn't really like patchys face in this one so I blurred it
whys he so happy, stop it
human spobby and squidwar, squidward is loosely based off of the spongebob musical version of him
wait no patchy be happy again I'm sorry. uhh he's dead and angry at the spobby bc it's a stupid idea I got off of a spongebob fan therory i watched (time traveling ghost pirate therory, very tuff, very peak)
[Maybe in another lifetime we will be together. Until then, I wish for this pain to end.]
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COUPLE: Ocean Tribe x Desert Tribe [Tribes of the Ancient Builders]
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"Ocean Tribe?" They could hear the whisper from their friend calling them. But the Ocean Tribe ignored it; they were too weak to speak up, nor could they move their body anyway. Their eyes glazed upon the ceiling of the underground city, and as their mind wandered just as deep as the city itself: What exactly had they gone wrong? Surely, it was their consequences back then of which then led to all this mess, right? But, they had changed, so what came? What happened? The Ocean Tribe couldn't know. All there was to do was to hope, to hope that the deities whom they had devoted their lives to would maybe hear their cries for help, and maybe their souls would finally be put to rest and be within the well. Oh, the Ocean Tribe could imagine it now. Wouldn't it be better for all of them to be put to rest? Like the Allays, they'd be freed, be carefree like the sweet Allays of Wellspring! No hunger, no more sickness to harm them, nor the Warden, nor the Wither, nor the...
"Ocean Tribe, please." Suddenly, they felt it, the touch of a hand on their face, to call them back to reality. And before they knew it, tears were dropping down their face without their realization. The Ocean Tribe was about to say something for once, yet, for some reason, they couldn't. They couldn't despite how much the need they felt to do it. Pathetic the Ocean Tribe was! Screw it! Continuing, it was no longer a touch of a hand, it was then slowly but surely changing into a hug, a tight hug that was.
"Please please please... Don't leave, don't leave me." The whisper of their friend came to them, then it turned into a sobbing, a quiet sobbing to make sure it was enough for the Sculks sensors to not hear them both. Yet, now their own friend was even more pathetic! Now they couldn't break down without thinking about the possibility of death when the Sculks sensors heard them! Screw it, screw it all! The hug tightened, but the Ocean Tribe couldn't care less. After all, wouldn't it be better for their friend to let it all out? They knew the Desert Tribe was stressed, stressed with literally everything that was happening right now. And the best they could do was to help them, by doing absolutely nothing.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for putting us into this mess. We're idiots—I am an idiot for hurting you, for hurting us." And the whisper kept on continuing, but on the Hosts would the Ocean Tribe be able to hear it all! Their ears started to deaf due to the hunger. With just a movement, their body would ache, but for some reason, it didn't stop them from finally hugging back the Desert Tribe. The Ocean Tribe patting their friend's back as a reassurance, and maybe as a comfort, too. Maybe it did work. They could hear the Desert Tribe's sobs start to quiet down, but not gone completely. The broken hug was also the moment they put their hand on the Desert Tribe's face, to wipe off their tears. What a crybaby, it was as if they had died! Silence again filled the room. Now all one could hear were the sounds of dripping water from somewhere far away, and their breathing all together. They put their foreheads together, and without a single word coming out of their mouths, it already felt enough. They had each other, and it was enough. Suddenly, the Ocean Tribe maybe didn't feel the need to be in the Wellspring. At least, for now, this was better.
YEP... woketendo gave patrick a crush on spongebob. television realy is doomed...
also why is there so much hate in the patbob tag. can we have like anything to ourselves. thanks guys. its either that or polls about how squidbob is soooo muhc bteter or how patrick is toxic or something. ok. ALRIGHT I GET IT!!!!!
I've been thinking about this. What are the Ancient Builders in their deities' eyes? And I've come up with these:
Action: Although she couldn't know what a human would feel, but to her eyes, they're like flowers. To her, every flower is beautiful and has "goodwill" in it. Take poisonous flowers, for example—they're cruel, harmful, yet, with the right use, they can make good medicines.
A flower is beautiful only when it's healthy. A flower only blooms when it's happy. Maybe heroes are like that too. And she wouldn't want for her flowers to be withered.
Knowledge: Golems. If there's anything that reminds Knowledge of the Heroes—it would be the Golems. They're useful, curious, and love to learn. All Golems have a purpose, one way or another. With kind words and with the right guidance, the Golems are the most powerful creatures one could think of! Think about it. If one Golem couldn't beat their enemy, maybe two could, and if two couldn't, maybe five could. You definitely wouldn't survive with a thousand Golems coming after you!
There's only one thing though... Knowledge has a rather bad memory and is forgetful. He couldn't remember the inventions he himself had created!
Foresight: The Heroes. She has been watching them ever since ages of time. When they were first brought to the Overworld. The Heroes are a special kind of species to her—one that's different from the rest of the Overworld, and it would be a lie to say that they weren't her favorite! She couldn't tell why, they just are, and she'd like to know more about them. Heroes are strong creatures. She knows they're more capable than the way they look. Don't let their small sizes fool you!
They're her favorites. Though she's a rather strict person—she'd admit it, but such perfect creatures wouldn't make mistakes, right? And she despises mistakes.
Ender: Weird creatures, indeed. But we are talking about the Ancient Heroes here, not the current ones, yes? It'd prefer not to talk about the current ones.
What would it say now... Ah, right. They are simply its creations, beautiful creations which fell into the wrong hands. Such poor things, to be suffered so much by the ones they'd grow their trust in. Though, despite Ender wasn't a "kind" one in the other Hosts' eyes, it'd believe itself to treat the Heroes better than how they had treated them—the Ancient Heroes.
It gave them a new home and new purpose. Though not perfect, Ender could be sure that it was far better than what the other Hosts had to offer. Perhaps, when all of this is over, it could put them, and itself, to rest once and for all.
Me and the Asian cricket I pulled for being nerdy and lowkey boyfailure:
Also, if anyone's asking. The one on the left is Cricket, from "Diary of a Cricket".
Below for more information and why I drew such thing.
Okay, so. This one might be a little bit long and complicate to explain to those who has not read the novel—"Diary of a Cricket", yet.
And this post has a lot of spoilers to both the movie and the novel itself, in case you want to read or watch them.
It started out with the novel has a movie, yes, a full-length theatrical movie. And the funniest thing is that, the movie itself can be seen as an Asian version of A Bug's Life. Like, I am not even kidding. It shares a LOT of similarities to A Bug's Life. I mean, the producers of the movie definitely took some ideas from it. But please, do not find and harrass them just because of it, they're a small studio.
First, we have a stickbug whose job has something to do with entertainment and plays a part in helping the protagonist:
A lepidopteran who's a performer:
Boss of the grasshoppers whose goal is to kill the protagonist but failed:
An mantis who's a friend of the protagonist:
These are just some of the many similarities...But aside from the movie, the novel itself does share similarities with A Bug's Life!
Spoiler in case you want to read it.
The protagonist has an "accident" with a bird. And hell, Cricket has a war with a colony of ants in the novel! Both are very determined to do something.
But you know what's the funniest thing? They're polar opposites!
Cricket hates staying and living a normal, boring life—as in, working and never step outside your homeland, while Flik just wants to live a normal, hard-working life with his colony.
Cricket looked down on people while Flik was the one to be looked down on by his colony.
And maybe a few things more in which I couldn't remember, it's 2AM when I am writing this after all.
But here's the thing, like I mentioned before. Do not harass anyone. While having similarities, the novel itself actually got released wayy before A Bug's Life, it was released in 1941! So yes, the major of the characters from the movie itself were there in the novel, before A Bug's Life. (Such as the Mantis Warrior, and even the grasshoppers!)
Neat, huh? ;]]
Might you though, I am not in the fandom of A Bug's Life, but instead Diary of a Cricket. So, unfortunately, it'll be rare for me to draw Flik or any of the characters again, unless I am very free (which I highly doubt it).
Also, it is lowkey possible for them to meet since Cricket has a goal to go all over the world and learn the others' cultures.
