Sanyasalat - Ænima

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Erm Juniper scraps so I can actually post her here teehee

Splatooning your borderlands

No one asked no one wanted but I had to cus I would die if it didn’t ….. I’ll do Angel and Katagawa too maybe idek

@rhysothyweek2025 day 4: contrast

Decided to focus this time on how Jack's death influenced both of them.

Rhys: left alone, in the open on the desert, in warmth, close to death, yellow

Timothy: surrounded by people in the casino, a golden cage, about to murder and get murdered

This time, a small poem

As I have left you inside these lovely thorns and petals you chose the destruction path forgetting I'm made of metal You should not crave for those who had been wronged forever yet, you chose a hand that chokes and that won't go to heaven Lord knows no mercy for me because I've killed its dreams as my life have been taken, I won't let it be lost inside your stupid being Have you not betrayed me enough? You don't need to try again as I know all your sinful thoughts and what you wish to gain. Tomorrow, I won't be around yet your lungs will scream my name - this lovely future is bound to happen You'll never meet the end

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Look at my sgurb team bro we’re doomed

Some very late Burns Night themed doodles

Dionysus places Orpheus' head on his shield, shows it to Athena and says "he can sing better than your gorgon". 100% bacchic freaks.

Gorgon: Dude, your lord odd. Orpheus: I know.

I was sure I posted this😭 was wandering around in procreate settings and found symmetry tool. Decided to have fun and tryout on my idvoc

And his parents.. because why not..

Sorry everypony who followed me for borderlands but I’m an oc artist firstly

I know of one person in this fandom who gets their panties in a twist every fucking time you headcanon literally anything about Jack because "erm he's a fascist! Is THAT the rep you want!"

Which is such a bullshit thing, I think. I remember an argument had popped up because of the fact that he's tan in canon. This is definitely gonna give away who I am but idrc.

Jack is undeniably TAN in canon, whether you think he's a poc or not falls solely on you, but he definitely has some color to him. He's no Angel. But basically, they drew him super pale and used in-game propaganda art as their backup as to "this is how he canonically looks!" Instead of models.

Then told me that I shouldn't be calling him a person of color because he's a fascist. And it's like. Honestly, I feel like him being a poc is kinda important to his character?

You gotta remember, his prejudice against Pandorans is lived behavior. This was stuff he had experienced whilst living on Pandora that had soured the reputation of the entire population in his mind. This wasn't just fed to him.

But, his hate for them doesn't reach their skin tones. It isn't about race, so him being a poc literally means nothing. And if we're gonna talk about historical stuff, people of color colonized, too! Spain!! Spain!! Pointing aggressively at Spain!

His mask being several shades lighter than his own face is not only something that he uses to set him higher than Pandorans— (look, my face is pure and untouched, yours is scarred. You wear a mask of terror, mine is of freedom.)— but it's also a subtle visual commentary on white saviors.

Race isn't important in the colonization of Pandora. It isn't racism, it's xenophobia— and there is a distinction when it comes to it. But it does come into play when viewing Jack.

Imo, to make him pale is to ignore a large visual clue that pulls him out of the crowd of Hyperion. For his time, if you look at all the people before him in power, no one looked like Jack. His tan is caused by being out in the sun, living on Pandora— something that Hyperion workers don't GET on Helios. He was a part of the working class, he was a part of the people. And that's how he turned out.

(just making it clear here that I don't get a shit what race u hc Jack as, as long as you recognize he's a lil dark is all I really care about tbh. And making it clear here that I am a white person, so if anything I say is offensive just tell me to shut the fuck up 🫡.)

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