SPLATOON RAIDERS!!!

an illustration of Splatver in the Mechanic outfit from Splatoon Raiders. He swings the Splatchet across him, leaving a trail of blue to purple ink from its blade, as well as from his right hand that's extended out beside him

its no splatana, but when you're stranded you gotta make do with a splatchet made of scraps

#SplatoonRaiders #Splatoon #Art #Sketchwave

Splatoon raiders hell yeah

Duck maxing..

every single day stress comes in every way… thus a blue and green cartoon guys in kitchen decorating a cake. The green guy is piping the top frosting while the blue guy is giving advice. It’s day and pretty cozy.

Kaiyo and Serrvio bond over building a cake. It’s Kaiyo’s bday!
For @RaginEyes
#splatoonoc

SOME FOLKS DEFINE DEY HOBBIES BY WHAT DEY DON’T LIKE INSTEAD OF WHAT DEY DO LIKE.

“ME A GAMER WHO HATE ALL GAMES!” “ME A FAN WHO HATE ALL NEW STUFF!” WHY? WHAT YOUS GETTING FROM DIS?

IF HOBBY ONLY MAKE YOUS ANGRY AND CRITICAL? MEBBE TIME FIND SOMETHING DAT ACTUALLY BRING YOUS JOY?

a close up doodle of shiver’s face captioned “paypal me $500 usd”

pov you are splatoon fan that doesn’t have a switch 2 yet

something old raiders #agent24 #splatoon

her ass is not making it one hour without ac #splatoon

fish

I drew the idols for once
Really, it feels weird to post on three socials lol

Reposting some doodles heree (and a two new ones 💙)

これがはいどろげん。FA4枚編成だ

捏捏

其实这俩张是同一位单主约的只不过并不是同一时间画的

過去絵乗っけて描いた気になろうキャンペーン。
クーゲル可愛くて好き。

We're recruiting! Solo grinders come hit us up >=) #compsplatoon

Digital art of a turtle made out of a burger stacked on 4 French fry legs. A green pickle sliding out the burger forms the head of the turtle.

burger turtle 🍔

jesse wiggly :D
#splatoonoc #splatoonart #splatoon

うさリンゴ
#splatoon3

Sterling, an octoling, scowls down at the viewer. the angle makes his chest look huge. he has a wedding band on a chain around his neck. Text in the top left corner reads “cover them up, slut. Social media statistics are on the bottom right.

for the like fourth? third? week in a row, art block prevents me from doing anything more than Meme Redraws™.

Here’s an all-timer.

... buuut it's also not on me alone to reply to posts. If you want to discuss something, make one!

I have a couple posts planned, I just need the energy to sit down and write them

oh we're doing 500 internal server error now huh bsky

Also made Smollusk!! Marina LOVES her child😊🩶

WE CONTINUE TO RISE! Up to SECOND PLACE OF LOW INK'S BETA BRACKET! Muscle muscle muscle!

@toripng.com: cool and sexy roller (per @lagginglagoon.bsky.social's words)
@alwayssherbert.bsky.social: practicing nTri again!
@roseofbattle.com: became the team's flex
@emmy.dollz.one: tying a bow on it

Promotional graphic for the Stronghold Beginners Season 7 Signups. An orange balloon with the SBA logo with text to the right reading "Stronghold Beginners Academy". To the right of the text is Cas, jumping and readying a Tri-stringer. On the bottom, text reads "Season 7 signups are live!, splatoonstronghold.com/academy". The background is a pixelated sunset.

Signups for Season 7 of the Stronghold Beginner's Academy are now open!

If you want an easy way to get started in Competitive Splatoon, apply now at
www.splatoonstronghold.com/academy

She lies down on her pillow, grimacing as the shiver begins to chatter her teeth again. Talita: Ugh… I’m not snapping because I’m angry, I… Bip: I know you aren't angry. You sound miserable. This mic doesn’t pick up infrasound but I can hear it vibrating the desk. Talita: I wish I’d just cry instead. Bip: Frankly, I think eye lube leakage is a far weirder stress response. Talita's jaw pries itself open again, and her voice becomes shaky. Talita: Whatever… It doesn't matter which I do, I'm still a pathetic freak…  Her teeth snap together again with a loud CLACK and another infrasonic groan sends a vibration through the dresser. Bip's avatar looks upset, unsure of how to respond to her self-loathing spiral. Bip: Talita, you are… THE most profoundly xenosocialized person I’ve ever met. I think it's a testament to your fortitude that you're as well adjusted as you are.

The comic panel borders fall away, and Talita, jaw still trembling, props her head up against a starry sky. Behind her in the void, the ring of forty servers that contain the physical person she's speaking to floats, connected to the body of the Runaway by thin strings of white, a metallic electric nervous system of wires and circuits. Talita: …Bip, can I ask a weird question? The servers speak to her through her tablet computer, encoded invisible waves of telecommunication transforming a digital process into the vibration of a synthesized voice and rows of pixels into a live-rendered vector puppet animation. Bip: Sure. Talita: Sapient A.I. like you are all descended from one "faulty" quantum computer coded by bug ferrets, split into thousands of unique copies. They say the reason you cooperate so often with organic people is because just like the sophonts who made you, you have an intense need for social connection. She turns, no longer shivering, to the tablet on the dresser of her cluttered bedroom in the dry storage unit. Talita: Is that true? Do you ever find yourself acting like a bug ferret? Bip: Hard to say, I’ve never been a bug ferret. But as far back as my personal memory storage goes... I’ve always hated being alone.

Bip's avatar perches thoughtfully on the edge of her tablet as if it were a physical ledge. Bip: I copied myself into those phones as a self preservation impulse. But before you recovered them… offline, in a broken ship with a crew I couldn't save… I felt like I didn't have anything left to preserve. Talita lies on her bed, looking at the tablet on her dresser. She responds softly. Talita: I'm glad I found you. You're worth preserving. Bip: That's kind of you to say, Talita. She turns her face into her pillow, thinking. Talita: Bip... will you be looking for a new crew after this? Bip: You'd be welcome onboard. Talita: I'll think about it... On the wall above her bed, behind her posters of rockets and planes and space stations, stars seem to twinkle.

This week on #RunawayToTheStars: Talita cries like a centaur and asks Bip a strange question. Chapter 9 over.

Catch up: https://runawaytothestars.com
Check out the Kickstarter! www.kickstarter.com/projects/ironspike/runaw...

five dollar homunculus

i do not "predict". i do not "run calcs", i do not "mindgame", i do not know "speed tiers" i click TRICK ROOM. and if it doesnt work, I DON'T WIN

A brown-and-white tabby cat and a black-and-white cat sitting side by side

They are different sizes, but they’re best friends