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sunnytheopossum · 1 month

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I made another MH character lineup! This one includes Sarah, Seth (+dog), Amy, and everyone’s favorite character, unnamed tunnel guy! Compared to the last one, I slipped a lot more of my headcanons into these designs, mainly with Seth because I have SO MANY headcanons for that freak please somebody ask me about them.

Next time I plan on doing a lineup of Jessica, Taylor, Sydney, and Dan, and then I will do one final lineup after that for David, Adam, Skully, and The Operator.

Also I swear I matched the brush size to the original ref sheet, but the lines look so much thinner here?? Maybe I just wasn’t pressing down as hard with the pen this time? I have no idea. The inconsistency is sorta driving me crazy but oh well.

#my post #my art #digital art #art #marble hornets #fanart #did I say I was gonna give my arm a break from drawing?#well I was lying #sarah marble hornets #Sarah Reid #seth marble hornets #seth wilson #Amy marble hornets #amy walters #tunnel guy (does he have a name??)#totheark #ask me about my headcanons please I beg of you #marble hornets bones #you brought your dog

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helv-ete · 6 months

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Netherlands Rarepair Week day 3- Dates

They’re passing notes during the world meeting (definitely related to the topic at hand and not going out to ikea later)

#you know when I said I already had all of these done a couple days ago #well I was lying #I did this last night #oops #nedrarepairweek2023 #hetalia #aph netherlands #hws netherlands #aph germany #hws germany #nedger #hetalia fanart #my art

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sanctus-ingenium · 3 months

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last august I posted the lineart of this (plus an art nouveau style background frame) to subscribers on patreon but i've never been able to finish it, so after using it as marker brush practice today i hereby release it from my custody into the wild...

#somebody reblogged nettlerove's ref sheet today and it reminded me i still had this lying around haha #anyway if u haven't seen my bugs. well i have bugs #setting: thera #this is best viewed through a blue light filter like f.lux i'll be 100% honest with u. it turns purple #creature design #artists on tumblr

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jedi-starbird · 3 months

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Alpha-17 and Obi-Wan being friends (derogatory) on 17's part and friends (threatening) on Obi-Wan's part is such an underrated dynamic

They could be so funny and terrifying, like Obi-Wan went through a soul shredding experience with Alpha-17 as his only company. They're friends because what else are you gonna be after you witness each other at absolute rock bottom from torture.

It's like 'dog put in cage of cheetah who's threatening to go crazy', except the dog is a grizzly bear and also threatening to go crazy.

Emotional support trooper except the trooper in question has never done any sort of supporting in his life and is actively an emotional distress trooper to a great number of the CC batch.

I want them texting everyday, I want Obi-Wan mailing handmade BFF bracelets to Alpha and Alpha sending pics back of him flipping off the camera but still wearing them, I want Alpha using Obi-Wan to keep track of and occasionally terrorize his cadets, I want 17 ending problems in the GAR (like Krell) before they begin because Obi-Wan has him shipped out on a personal transport at the first opportunity, decked out with slug-throwers Obi-Wan got him for his decant-day.

Natborn officers think this is all just an odd indulgence of General Kenobi, the Vode, however, correctly identify it as a goddamn threat and their danger assessment of Obi-Wan ticks up significantly.

When Alpha arrives on Kamino, Shaak Ti presses a shiny new comm into his hand. It has the Jedi Order symbol painted onto it alongside a smiley face sticker, and it pings immediately with a new message: Hello! I hope you're settling in well!

Alpha stares at the message, stares at the singular contact named 'OWK' and then stares Shaak Ti in the eye as he pitches the comm straight into the ocean. Shaak Ti's serene smile only grows larger as she calmly reaches into her robes and pulls out an identical comm, only this one has a frowny face sticker, and presses it into his hand. It lights up: I'm afraid we've bonded, Alpha :). Alpha shuts it off and pockets it with resignation.

Cody arrives on Alpha-17's personal recommendation.

A-17: He's the most difficult little bastard I have. You're perfect for each other. OWK: Thank you, he's very handsome :3 A-17: No. Stop.

The first thing he asks once he gets comfortable is who his general is texting so much that has him swinging his legs and twirling his hair. Cody assumes it's Anakin, given they seem joint at the hip anyway, but little does he know Obi-Wan's ability to consistently have the Weirdest Relationships Ever.

"Oh, it's Alpha-17, I understand you're familiar with each other?" Hmm. OK. Cody.exe is experiencing a processing error, please hold. He exits the room instead of answering. The next day he peeks over the General's shoulder when he's texting and sees walls of rambling messages from Obi-Wan. Alpha-17 replies every hour with a single text: Lose this number. Obi-Wan giggles. "He's so funny." he says.

When Obi-Wan meets the rest of the CC batch, Cody makes sure to stand perfectly angled so that he can record the reactions when his general cuts off their introductions with "Oh, no need, Alpha-17's told me all about you." It's always immediate FEAR.JPG followed by a slow spiral of What The Fuck.

What do you mean by that General. What does that mean Cody. What do you mean they text. No. Cody. What the fuck is happening, Cody. Alpha-17 doesn't have friends he has enemies and enemies he tolerates enough not to shoot on sight.

OWK: Wolffe reached for his vambrace? when I mentioned you A-17: That's where he keeps his spare knife. OWK: Hm that does explain the way he eyed me up, ambitious. A-17: Clearly not enough, he should have followed through. I taught them better.

#alpha obi wan and cody are so powerful together they could win the war or start an entirely new one. who knows :)#i fully think 17 awakens the feral cat part of obi wan thats been dormant since qui gon died and he had to become a responsible brotherdad #like at last someone to scruff him by the neck and call him stupid its very familiar to obi wan it brings back memories #fully on my 'obi wan has the weirdest relationship dynamics ever' agenda #obi wan is a lying liar who loves lying and the biggest lie is that he's the only normal well-adjusted one here. no. he is SO deeply strang #obi wan kenobi #star wars #alpha 17 #commander cody

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twisting-in-wonderland · 2 months

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Tsum boss battle-

bonus(?) and wip stuff under readmore (lol)

I would play a twst rpg - Deuce would be a good heavy physical defense and physical attacker methinks

wips - 'lineart' and the original deuce and tsum sketch that i deemed too boring, so the boss battle was drawn instead lol

#twst #twisted wonderland #art #ram's art #deuce spade #tsum deuce #twisted tsumderland #ALRIGHT I MANAGED TO FINISH THIS BEFORE THE EVENT ENDED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i havent. finished it yet -BUT this was entirely a joke based on the fact that the tsums can grow in size lol #you can easily envision one of those boss battle images with the tsum towering over you right?#anyways i wanted to draw deuce as well - so win-win!#i just think it's funny to make a TSUM a boss battle like why is it so funny to me----#ALSO why is it so hard to find a reference for the back of deuce's hair..... even my twst artbook didnt help----#i sorta winged it with the closest reference i could find lmao #the colours look nice and vibrant on my laptop and washed out on my phone PLS tell my my phone is the one lying...............

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qcoded · 5 months

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Man, 4 years already. Shoutout to The Owl House for being the only show to make me shed tears multiple times 😭😭😭 Lil redraw to celebrate !!

[Image description: a screenshot redraw of Luz from The Owl House in the first episode, holding a live snake and an Azura doll in the principal's office. She has pimples, and curly hair in she wears a headband. Her nails are also painted purple, and she's wearing a yellow, turquoise and white bead necklace. She's frowning slightly, looking down uncertainly. End description.]

#the owl house #toh #luz noceda #luz toh #the owl house redraw #toh redraw #redraw #screencap redraw #screenshot redraw #a lying witch and a warden #I can feel my throat welling up rn #THIS SHOW MEANS SO MUCH TO ME #creds to anistarrose for the visual description!!#1k notes!

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moider-time · 1 year

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Y'know what I want? I want sick Bruce Wayne.

I want a Bruce that babies his kids when they're sick. He goes all out. 6'4 muscle-bound Jason Todd is getting tucked into bed with a kiss on the forehead to check his temperature and whines if Bruce forgets.

As good as his memory is, Bruce can't exactly remember what Thomas and Martha used to do when he was sick. They had a routine but the intricacies of it constantly escape him. As little as that may be, it does pang every now and again that he's forgetting them, forgetting how they loved him. He doesn't want that for any of his kids.

So he babies them, treats them like the little kids he knows they aren't and rarely if ever got to be. He deals with any vomit, tears or just general irritation that comes with being sick. It gets to point where when the kids are sick and Bruce isn't home, they can barely function.

Dick: THIS IS IT- THIS IS THE END

Wally: dude you just have a cold?

Dick: JUST A- JUST A COLD?!? WALLY, ARE YOU INSANE?? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO MANAGE WITHOUT MY HOT CHOCOLATE AND HOME MADE BUNNY MARSHMALLOWS??!?

Wally: ok one, bunny marshmallows? adorable. and two, i've seen you walk off a fractured collarbone, two bruised ribs and a twisted ankle???

Dick: ....yeah but the marshmallows

Wally:

But Bruce? Oh when Bruce is sick, he powers through. But when he's so sick he considers himself a liability, he curls up in a small, dark room like a pregnant cat. It's practically instinct for him – when he's compromised like that, he needs to be in a place that he's knows is safe.

Very Sick Bruce also goes into Mama Bear Mode. He wants his kids in his sight at all times or he's practically inconsolable. If they're not with him, then they might be in danger, anything could happen – how can he protect them if they're not there? Just anxiety out of the wazoo.

I can see him trying to drag his 7 kids into one room so he can keep an eye on his babies.

Damian: baba we cannot all possibly fit-

Cass: -we will

Damian:

Damian: who's going first?

The kids do make things more comfortable. Fluffing his pillows, getting him tea and making sure he has his stuffies. Bruce appreciates it but he just says that all he needs are his kids. That always has them sobbing.

(happy holidays to my cold twin @bruciemilf i was inspired by our mutual sickness lol)

#dc #batman #bruce wayne #batfam #batfamily #batkids #tw vomit #i can just imagine bby bruce with his big brown eyes feeling feverish and crying for his parents #alfred lying and saying they just went out and they'll be back soon bc he doesn't have the heart to remind him of their death #also idk if this is coherent at all but my sickness filled mind could only articulate my hc so well lol

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 7 months

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yeag

#i wonder if he could beat a lie detector test #well. probably easily if he doesnt have a heartbeat #and if he does... i believe in his skills #scribble garnish #wally darling #he seems the type to be able to flawlessly lie to someone's face #and i respect that!#lying is a good skill to have! especially when you're in His Situation!

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abstractfrog · 13 days

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THE GLORIA SCOTT - part 2, and a follow up to my comic for the first half of this scene! thanks sm to @crashingmeteorz for allowing me to source validation for my whimsical cosmic approach to this moment <3

#sherlock & co #sherlock and co #i had such a distinct and vivid image for this scene in my mind when i first considered drawing it #but i was worried people might find it. too weird?? but . i dont want to draw 13 pages of two men lying on a bed #so heres my heavy visual metaphor for the ways in which i think john and sherlock are trying to connect with each other in this scene #i hope it makes sense!#i have so many feelings about this scene i cant put it into words so it had to be a comic instead #another note i was already working on this when joff's floorplan released and i didnt want to reshuffle the entire composition to conform #wouldnt have worked #but future comics will take the canon floorplan into account #uhmm #oh yeah also wanted to mention: i took inspiration from Space Boy the webcomic. so. read that if u vibe with this kind of storytelling #another thing: sleep well by electric president - tracks 4 5 and 6 #patsart

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ohitslen · 1 year

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OMG the sillies!! ✨✨

Also I’m sorry (not really) Wolfwood, but since you became one of my favorites it was only a matter of time until I did a drawing of you all beaten up 🦅🔥🔥

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catmanbowser · 1 year

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CASS BE UPON YE

#cassandra cain #batgirl #dc #catman's art #im having a fucking ball [lying. i am not doing well] but hey. have. a cass <3 #hey cy ur tim and cass could be twins. yeah. thats on my bro my bad.#idk idk im so tired but im still here so im ok

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kyuyua · 1 month

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On a boat boys roll rn

#i wasn’t lying when i said they’re all I’m able to draw rn #still figuring out joel’s design so srry he looks plain lmao #i haven’t used watercolor much so I’m surprised it turned out well tbh 😅#I’m obsessed with them #my art #hermitcraft #life series #boat boys #ethoslab #smallishbeans

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sun-snatcher · 3 months

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hello! i love ur work and i was wondering if u could do some live action zuko angst (that makes ur heart sink) and then it progresses to fluff (that makes ur heart swell) please? HAHA idk if it makes sense but i rlly love ur work!! hope ure doing well n no pressure!!!

🐉・ HEARTBURN

summ. Fresh from his banishment, Zuko faces the aftermath of his punishment in both his dreams and his waking hours. pairing. Zuko x f!reader (established relationship) w.count. 1k. a/n. A bit abstract on this one, but just typical dream logic. A glimpse at Zuko’s descent into madness, almost? Sorry anon if this is mostly angst than fluff! 🧎🏻‍♀️

Zuko’s dreams manifest at the scent of burnt flesh and the sound of his own screaming.

He feels the molten sting of a melting crown upon his skin and the fantastical beast that is his father; something monstrous— something scaled, fanged, clawed, and too large an appetite, with a touch and breath of fire that lights the skies in a blaze.

( He wakes up with his voice hoarse from screaming. The 41st Division will eventually learn early on not to mention it. They just leave a hot pot of tea ready for him come the mornings, by General Iroh's orders. )

Sometimes, it transgresses. Sometimes, it’s his mother who burns while he watches from the sidelines of the Agni Kai; Or Azula. Their shrieks mix with his when he wakes.

Sometimes, it’s Iroh who scalds him. Great Dragon of the West, jasmine-white with razor teeth and a flame that burns as hot as the sun; serpent eyes a shining gold and a sharper tongue that spoke of his disappointment for his nephew.

Sometimes, it begins with you.

Please, you beg, at the foot of a winged beast. It speaks in the voice of his father; damning, all-encompassing. It warns the Prince the price of compassion, of mercies, and of weaknesses. Eliminate her, or I will.

Rarely does Zuko ever move. He’d plead in your name, to spare your life. It never happens; he just wakes to the smell of smoke and the sound of your screaming.

( There are dreams he doesn’t speak at all to defend you. The shame devours him whole. )

“I’ve killed you over a hundred times, in my sleep.”

In the aftermath of another nightmare, you turn to face Zuko. You’re not quite sure what to say.

“Other nights, it’s the 41st, or Uncle,” he says, quietly. “Even mom, or Azula.”

You turn back to the small medical chest on the desk. The infirmary is quieter at times like these; the soldiers of the 41st know not to visit the usual haunts of their Prince. Tonight, Zuko will have to replace the bandages of his scar, and there are only two people on this ship he’d ever trust in his life to lay a hand on it.

You’re shifting towards where he’s sitting on one of the cots. “May I?”

( You ask. You always ask. Even when you’ve done this nearly fifty times, you ask. Zuko is glad; there’s a comfort in agency, especially when he’s gotten so used to losing it every time he sleeps. )

He nods, and you make quick work to unravel the bandages. When the layers come away, you observe the way his left eye shuts and opens as he blinks, remaining half-closed into a permanent expression of pain. He looks away, downcast.

The skin around is stretched taut, some areas rawer than others, marred with growing scar tissue that knots in twisting valleys. ( Zuko has only seen the scar once. He’s covered the mirrors in his room ever since; avoids glancing at his own passing reflections. )

The wound is still fresh; the memories fresher.

You don’t flinch at the sight or recoil like the other soldiers or dignitaries.

He finds… solace in that.

( Something roils in his mind. It uncurls and hisses and growls. )

“Tilt your head for me,” you say, ready to replace the cotton on his eye with a new one.

He stops your wrist just as you do.

Your heart jumps at the contact. His hands are warm.

“Why?” he blurts.

You blink in confusion.

“Why’d you come with me?”

The reply is instant, and unintentionally drowned in affection. “Where else would I have belonged?”

Zuko almost answers instinctively: With me. By my side. He shakes his head.

“You should have never come,” he says, instead. He’d grown fond of you over the years. Too fond; over some Firenation colonel’s daughter, a force to be reckoned with and yet a childhood friend who he’d played and studied and fought with countless times. Fond enough that he’d been foolish to let you step foot into the ship of the 41st Division the day he’d been banished; fond enough to be foolish enough to allow you to put yourself in harm’s way. “You could’ve had a better future back home.”

“But a miserable one,” you counter.

His nostrils flare as he sighs. You watch the way his brows weave to a frown, the way they always did whenever he’s tamping down his frustration. "Nothing is more miserable than being banished from home. Yet here you are walking away from it.”

“You and I both know the palace was never a home for me,” you say. “I’ve been by your side my entire life. I’m not about to break that streak over some punishment. You matter to me.”

Zuko’s heart stifles.

( Compassion, he hears the wings of the blood-red dragon in his dreams unfurl. Compassion is a sign of weakness. )

“It was a stupid move,” he blurts, letting go of you. He had wanted it to be emotionless, but it comes out as distinctively bitter: “Sooner or later you’ll come to regret your decision. Then, you’ll see I was right all along.”

“Maybe,” you say, just to appease him. “But I doubt it.”

( Lies, jeers the serpent. You have only yourself to rely on in this world, Zuko. )

For the sake of conversation, you don’t provoke him further. You continue, instead, with replacing the dressings around his eye. He’s angry enough as is with the world— with you. For being stubborn. And strong. And steadfast. And loyal. And—

Zuko glances at your face in focus, your hands so careful in binding the gauze it’s nearly featherlight. “Tell me if it hurts,” you say, with gentle authority.

The ire leaves his body. Zuko’s gaze softens at a realisation:

“Not once have you ever hurt me. Not even in my dreams.”

It’s a statement so frighteningly vulnerable that it has you stilling. Your breath staggers. Something swells in your chest. You let your hand rest on his cheek, thumb below his scar. The touch is reassuring. Zuko wants to lean into it.

“I don’t think I ever could,” you answer, honestly.

( She can, sings the beast. She will. And once she does, know that it will burn tenfold than what I've done. )

Zuko's hand settles on top of yours.

“You can hurt me,” he concedes, solemn, voice barely above a whisper. “You can if you must. I command it.”

( The dragon in his head hisses. For now, it retreats. )