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wizardweevil · 5 months

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weird horse

#ive have this idea for a while to do pinned insects in the style of carousel horses #i like how it turned out #acorn weevil #weevil #weevil wednesday #digital art

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martyryo · 2 months

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they beat the shit out of each other, nothing more nothing less yk haha they're just exhausted after a fight and ready to go take a shower with their silly soap and dirty water huhu.

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pangur-and-grim · 1 year

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here are some risograph stromatolites I did for the Canadian Geographic!

I did three sketches, and they chose the righthand one (with some alterations requested)

#I like how it turned out #its peaceful

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comradekatara · 11 months

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he grew his hair out :)

#id in alt text #avatar the last airbender #atla #sokka #like a couple years later? maybe?#oldergaang #art #mart #sorry i couldnt think of a fun caption #but this was super fun to paint #w the lighting #i like how it turned out #and since it's already love sokka hours...

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quelynxyz · 1 year

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Smoke break time with Mr everyday man larry ^__^

#pokemon #larry pokemon #pokemon sv #quelyn animates #i havent finished an animation in so long #theres some mistakes in here n process but overall #i like how it turned out #and man i spent three whole days on it oof #the chokehold he has over me

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glassshine · 8 months

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hubert

#he looks so fruity here #i like how it turned out #art #furry #furrydrawing #furry oc #anthro #fox

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onefey · 7 months

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linktober 2023, day 7 - sky

like learning to fly a second time

#the legend of zelda #loz #breath of the wild #botw #revali #linktober #linktober 2023 #art tag #this one ended up having a tarot card vibe what w the flat colors #i like how it turned out #i think this might be the first time ive drawn revali?

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spitzobsessed · 1 month

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#art #spitz art #old art #tau #transcendence au #not sure if I've posted this one before #i like how it turned out

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valorianknights · 2 months

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Here's my take on Emily's Demon form.

Ya know, if she falls.

(I feel like she will tbh)

#traditional art #hazbin hotel #fallen angel emily #emily hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanart #Emily's Demon form is so powerful it took her freckles away lol #i like how it turned out #I hope she gets to kick some butt in season 2 #Emily is shades of grey...ohmygosh #i cooked #the brainrot is strong #just my ramblings

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smrtnik07 · 17 days

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#carmy for an art trade :]#carmen lobcorp #project moon #art i made #i thought it was real funny to give her the flower of innocence #but i also put it in an even number everywhere because.. u know. death #bitch trees can symbolise childhood curiosity and innocence too #i like how it turned out

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rebouks · 10 months

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Previous // Next

Kaito Yoshida skips breakfast almost every day, opting instead for a swim in the Wakaba River to wake him up. It’s cool and quiet as the sun rises; a peaceful alternative to a poorly made cup of coffee.

After an early lunch, Kaito takes some time to dabble in the stock market. A job though he has, it’s mundane and pays little, meant more to keep him occupied than anything else; no, this is how he earns his living. Money makes money after all.

The lunchtime rush at Ai Mizu is predictably hectic, particularly in summer. Famous for its fresh sushi, the tiny restaurant regularly attracts tourists and locals alike, having done so for over fifty years.

He and his co-workers are cordial with one another, but Kaito has no interest in making friends. A precise and introverted woman, the head chef of Ai Mizu apparently appreciates this demeanour; even going so far as to share her personal unagi sauce recipe with him on the sly.

Although it bores him, he often tries to meditate, a favourite spot of his being beside the old canal near Ai Mizu. The local felines, of which there are too many if you ask him, usually have other ideas though, proving themselves to be rather distracting.

He’s convinced some of them are actively trying to kill him, conveniently placing themselves between his legs as he walks, or surreptitiously hopping out of nowhere right before a set of stairs. None have been successful in his demise as of yet, and Kaito has learned he ought to watch his step whilst in town.

Though Kaito’s face was as recognisable as any other resident in Wakaba’s town centre by now, people were still intrigued by the local who spoke Komorebian with ease, despite being foreign-.. judging by his accent rather than his features at least. Never impolite enough to ask questions however, Kaito was left in peace, which suited him more than they’d ever know.

Loneliness was not a foreign concept to Kaito, who had lived with its familiar dull ache throughout most of his life. Try as he might, his attempts at filling that void had never been particularly fruitful; that was, until he found adrenaline. A band aid of sorts, but fulfilling nonetheless.

Kaito escaped to the slopes whenever he could, becoming rather fond of snowboarding especially; not that it was so easy in the beginning, mind you. But, practice makes perfect and over time, Kaito found himself quite at home with the cool wind in his face and the fresh, powdery snow gliding beneath his board.

Rock-climbing however, wasn’t quite so easy to master. Kaito still found himself struggling with various rockfaces now and then. And though he took his late father’s advice with a grain of salt these days, he held steadfast to one piece in particular. Persistence was paramount.

Never one to think of himself as tenacious or prosperous, he was almost proud of how far he’d come; prouder still of the fact that he no longer felt the need to wave his moderate success in the face of those who cared so little for him in the past. He was alone there as he is here. A solitary existence perhaps, but for the first time in his life, Wyatt felt as though he belonged somewhere. He was finally home.