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cinnamonpatty · 15 days

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Hi tumblr artists

Please report milanson

She is a russian who explicitly supports russian invasion of Ukraine, russian military, draws zwastika (z) in her works, draws humanizations of countries, and degrades Ukraine by doing so. Also spreads russian propaganda

She has the audacity to include Ukraine in her tags

Draws the conservative russian political party affiliated with Putin and Medvedev

We can create a space without russian supporters freely drawing russian propaganda by reporting it

Upd, last picture: she's also very obviously racist, but I don't want to scroll her telegram anymore. You can check it out yourself 💀

#zero days since ruzzians didn't shit themselves

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cinnamonpatty · 25 days

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Jebediah AU's

(lot of text down there)

"Put me in a room with Jebediah, and he's coming out with 5 more of his versions cause I'm deranged for AUs"

Basically, this is a reason why I drew that x] Hopefully you can see my handwriting There's more AU's, but I didn't draw em yet

Kinda explanation

I posted about Frieren AU and SCP'ish AU already, so I will not repeat myself. Just have links if you interested in my rambling about it.

SCP'ish AU art

Frieren AU art

About Lost Parts AU I'll give some text here, but probably later just do link to full art of it Many text ahead

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Madcom's random shit AU with angels And with Jebnarr

Modern days, but with the fact that angels do exist (and most likely God too, mb it's Maker, I dunno) and periodically appear in the world of people. Because of this, faith is very influential in the world and no one will even ask questions if someone is killed for blasphemy or something like that. Jebediah is one of the ancient angels, and an incredibly powerful one at that, who was imprisoned for thousands of years after (not)accidentally killing several hundred thousand of his fellows. Additionally, all the eyes and wings were cut out, because they are also the receptacles of angels' powers. Parts were simply hidden in the human world, but they were found, and as a result, fake angels began to appear. (Basically, angels didn't care or couldn't do anything about this) Most likely, the transition between dimensions costs a lot of resources. Jebediah escaped or something, but he did get to the human world and began to collect his lost parts. The first one to find was an eye from "angel" who once again organized a wanton massacre of people because of his ego or something, blah blah blah, you get the idea. Among the (almost)survivors was only Hoffy. Jebediah had no personal reason to save a human, but given the time he was locked up, he was very confused about the surrounding technology, so he made the exception and he gave him something like a blessing. In short Jebediah become smt like guardian angel and can't really go far from Isaac(my name for Hoffnar) (I love this trope, goddamt)

Smt like that lol

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cinnamonpatty · 27 days

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So I decided to be funny and host a very quick collab project right lmao

Happy Women's History Month! We are celebrating both female and feminine leaning Madness OCs for the occasion!

Here are the credit pages for everyone who participated!

From top left to right, bottom left to right:

EBONY & BANK - Me lmao

PATHOS - @s0uless-b0nes

VALERY - @trashcansienna

GRANK & MAW - @green--y

ROSE - @p1nkm4dn3ss

BISCUIT - @darlingvendetta

BOX - @knightlysnowy

EMILIA - @distressedwalnut

A.N.N.A. & ESTHER - @32lice

ROMPGIRL & WRAITH - @pinkburgerbox

MINETTE - mayhems_spam on twt!

TD - @adoorsocnonsense

HANANOKI - N3VAK1 on twt!

SKULL - @anghelcode

ROSE - savysnakeyes on twt!

DELILAH - Zirik_Fear on AO3!

LIZ - @michabyun

FRUIT HANK - @lil--ichigo

FADE - DoddlesofLab on twt!

ROCK - @arandanoedgy

MARTHA - @cinnamonpatty

TYLER - pinkpumpkinsp2 on twt!

ANNETTE - @phantas-mag0r1a

PROCRASTINATOR - Jxsterings on twt!

TILLY & DOMIEL - @kit-combat

ENVY & IVY - NV_NAVEL on twt!

DAHLIA - @christnarr

IRIS - @pybytes

AKARI - BackupHikarun on twt!

PUANK - bunnieykr on twt!

KITTEN - @pestilencegremlin

#patty art #madness combat #Madcom Martha #tysm for collabb #it was cool

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cinnamonpatty · 1 month

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Warrior....?

Yayyy, Jebediah again

Recently watched Frieren: Beyond Journey's End I love this anime so much Especially fight styles, like it's so perfect to what I love to imagine in fight scenes Especially for characters that mages or someone heavily magic relate

That's how that AU was born lmao And I love it I didn't even changed fundamental lore mush, which happens almost never lul

Also clothes ref

And additional rambles about Jebediah himself

Jebediah: surprise or not, he's a mage. Although most people perceive him as a warrior, because of the small armor inserts, his general physique, and his halberd. Tho it's actually a staff, not a halberd, why not use both weapons in battle? Overall, it's a pretty useful combination, although Jebedeean is no substitute for a full-fledged warrior. I haven't decided on his magic direction yet.

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cinnamonpatty · 2 months

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SCP’ish AU Romp

Slight jumpscare at face ref

Body ref

Pretty gentleman x]

Face ref

Dunno how that happened but whatever, he still pretty

Some facts ramble

His clones are just marionettes or smt. It have no independent personalities.

Romp usually makes 2-3 clones.

Star on cheek is only on original Romp (also referenced to Star in Romp.fla).

Cane is actually not just a prop, Romp has leg injury.

Romp is around 500+ years old.

Old fashioned, literally, he will hiss on phones.

Sometimes beat shit of Hank (Hank start first actually).

#SCP’ish AU #madness combat #madness project nexus #madness combat fanart #madcom #madcom fanart #madcom art #madnesscombat #madness combat romp #romp.fla #romp #madcom romp #mc #art #my art #patty art #myart

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cinnamonpatty · 2 months

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SCP'ish AU Gonne

Body ref

He's adorableeee And rlly fluffy

Face ref

He's still cute, what can I say

Some facts ramble

Like in ref Gonne is pretty peaceful anomaly and actually never eaten a human.

He has been lonely for a long time, so he is very happy when someone is not afraid of his appearance. (He's big)

He can make web, but it's pretty weak even for small animals.

Gonne was "caught" by Jebediah, but he willingly went to the Facility.

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cinnamonpatty · 2 months

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SCP'ish AU Maker

Body ref

He's pretty simple And he can't wear any other clothes Just slap some space on masked layer and that will be good

Face ref

He doesn't have a mouth, ears, eyes, nose, anything The star in the center is his "eye"

Some facts ramble

His hair always wave slowly (he can cosplay princes Celestia w that)

Founder of the Facility for anomalies.

Can't fully control his powers, so he sealed himself in the Cube to not hurt anyone.

First anomaly in the world.

He can accidentally destroy the universe.

His energy used as power supply for Facility.

Wants to help and save all anomalies

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cinnamonpatty · 3 months

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I’d ask for more stuff for the reader with the employers (other than Audi) but rrrrrfgg. So little content of them

I feel you Anon, but that's cuz there's jack shit info on them. This got longer than intended and tumblr wont let me save anymore to this post, so I'll make another post with Conductor and Deliberator! :]

Stygian x reader

CW: Talks of death/decay

STYGIAN

Arguably the oldest of the four widely known employers, for as long as life has existed, so too has death. Black wisps of smoke curled around his skeletal form, flowing down without pattern or consistency. His few visible features deep set in his face, from his dull pink eyes, to his cheekbones protruding prominently.

His paper thin skin seemed to barely sit on the pink toned bones, looking as if any movement would tear it away, it was something you'd wondered about often when thinking of him.

"Worm." His voice was hollow, a soulless husky rasp with a hint of airiness to it. That was how he referred to everyone he deemed below him, which was everything but his kin.

Being called upon to aid in his work was exciting, yet a heavy burden. Plenty of dead souls passed this realm, and you were part of an exclusive team of judges, dictating where each S-3LF should go. To be reborn, to be banished to purgatory, sentenced to hell, or perhaps the worst fate you'd come to learn of, to be torn asunder into nothing, scattered across the cosmic void.

Sure, purgatory and hell weren't pleasant places, but arguably seemed kinder fates that simply becoming completely undone, as though one had never existed at all...

He snapped his fingers, and you were alone in his office. "Sit." His voice was cold and commanding, yet it always had that tone. Reading him was difficult, always a frigid reception, emotionless to the fullest extent. You obeyed without a word, the chair uncomfortable and worn, unlike the one behind his desk, which was new, plush, and looked a whole lot more comfortable.

His gaunt figure passed by, and a hint of ash mixed with embalming fluids flooded your nose, still incredibly potent despite how often the smell filled your office space.

Narrow hip bones lay neath the skirt of his black floor length toga, a belt of tiny animal skulls rested around his waist. "You are being far too kind to these pathetic bugs. You have yet to submit souls to be cast into The Nothing. Weakness like this shall not be taken lightly."

"I'm sorry, sir." His eyes narrowed.

"These are unworthy beings deserving of erasure, if you can't comply, you'll find yourself joining them into obscurity."

"I'll do better, sir. I vow it."

"As is expected. You are meant to make my job easier. Remember, you are replaceable."

"Understood, sir."

You were suddenly back in your office, leaving Stygian alone in his. He sat at his desk, gritting his teeth. Yes, this little worm was weak, below him, so why couldn't he get you off his mind?

Too kind for their own good, even when he insulted them, berated and tore them apart, they were ever-so polite and always replied formally. His smoke curled around his head, growing thicker as his annoyance grew, filling the room with a black and pink haze.

He was the beast of death, reeling in souls and fixing the afterlife for all, and love and romance weren't really his deal. He was utterly blind to this, doubly so because it was mere mortal that caught his fancy.

He snapped his fingers, and at once a younger fellow Employer appeared in the chair ahead of him. "You really need to stop doing that. I was busy." Dreamer sighed and looked at Stygian. "Why did you call on me, brother?"

Stygian sighed, like a wind blowing through bones. "A mortal being plagues my mind. You deal with these things regularly, what do you propose is wrong with me?"

Dreamer twirled her star earring. "Depends, what thoughts are you thinking?"

"They infest my mind like maggots, writhing in my skin and burrowing deeper. Their face haunts my mind, a ghost trapped in my skull. Tell me Dreamer, tell me, what is wrong?"

Summoning a tea cup, Dreamer sipped thoughtfully. "You're in love."

"What?"

She giggled and rolled her eyes. "This mortal, whoever they are, you're in love with them. Indulge in it, or don't. Do what thou will, tis what thy's best at. But if you do intent to pursue them, do change out of your deathly rags, okay Steeg?" She clapped her hands, and was gone.

In love? HIM? Bullshit, Dreamer was in her own world again. No. He wasn't in love. He needed to kill you, to break you from his mind entirely, to make you cease to exist, to-

A stack of documents landed in his tray, and he groaned, taking the top one off. His eyes instantly went to the bottom, your signature freshly inked. "Perhaps the purple one has a point." He slumped in his chair slightly, casting the paper aside. Auditor could file them himself, he enjoyed that stuff anyway.

Stygian got up, melting into the floor, appearing back in his private quarters. Heading to his wardrobe, he cracked it open, seeing nothing more than old suits, funeral attire, and worn out reaper robes. He groaned and rubbed his eyes, of course his clothing was useless, he rarely took care of his physical form.

He's living death for Maker's sake, why is he fussing about this?!

"Your thoughts are disrupting my flow." Connie was sitting in a chair in Stygian's bedroom.

"Tis a shame we cannot all have coherent thoughts, Conductor." Stygian scowled angrily. "Precisely what are you intending to achieve here?"

Conductor let out a melodic chuckle, his voice smooth like a fine tuned instrument. "You're not yourself. You're... Bothered. And I don't mean your usual gloom filled irritated self." He rested his head on a fist. "And since when do you change your attire but once a century?"

Stygian gritted his sharp teeth. "Well. Fine. Dreamer may have placed..... Strange thoughts in my mind, about... 'Love.' With some mortal of all things." He threw an old suit on the floor. "And that my clothes are RAGS!"

Connie straightened his tie. "She.. Has a point on that second thing." He pulled his baton, twirling it around in his hands, a blue light shooting out and wrapping itself around Stygian, and instantly tall, dark, and depressing was in a new, freshly pressed three piece suit with a pink tie to match his eyes. "Much better."

Stygian tapped his tie, and a skull lapel pin appeared on it.

Again Conductor swirled his baton, and a fat bouquet of white lilies mixed with blood red roses appeared in Stygian's arms. "Mortals are finicky, they enjoy things like that. Now go and demand they accept your offer."

You were seated at your desk still, condemning another old soul to the void. This one had lived so many lives, so many wicked lived. Dissolving them would be a blessing to the world... That was rather cruel, unlike your usual thoughts. Strange...

"Ahem." You spun in your chair, seeing Stygian in a full suit, his misty 'hair' flowing down, streaks of pink inside inky black. "You will attend a restaurant with me tonight. We need to discuss what happened earlier in greater depth."

Stygian wasn't asking, he was commanding. "Y-yes sir." You found yourself questioning his motives, he never spent time with anyone besides his brothers and sister.

His eyes narrowed, reading you back. "Here." He grunted, thrusting his arm out, shoving the bouquet into your face. "I've been informed that your kind... enjoys such gestures."

"What.. is this?" You looked up from your roses and lilies, and spotted soft pink flushing his cheeks, his eyes averted. "Sir?"

"Just get ready." Stygian snapped his fingers, a body hugging lacy black dress, with rhinestones and intricate little patterns embroidered on, and a classy all black suit, equally bejewelled with lace gloves both appeared on your desk. "Hopefully either of those should be to your liking."

You picked out one of the garments and rushed off to the staff toilets, heart racing and hands shaking. This wasn't happening, right? In a second, Stygian's hand would slam on your desk, and he'd bark at you to wake up. Surely he hadn't picked up on your slight attraction to him, right?

It was cringe-worthy, the living embodiment of death making your stomach butterflies flutter wildly. His cold demeanour, his harsh attitude, the puppy-love feeling of him softening these traits for you, it was all a fantasy, right?

Dressing up, you stepped out, and nearly collided with Stygian, who was lingering outside. "You... look nice." He grumbled, covering his mouth. "I figured you could perhaps enhance your appearance further with this."

He held out a box, opening it to show off a beautiful necklace with pink gemstones encrusted in rose gold metal. "A-are you sure about this sir? This doesn't seem like you."

Stygian looked at you finally, smoke swirling around his skull, twirling around your face as he stepped closer. "Don't think I haven't picked up on your signals, mortal. I can hear the way your heart races when you're close to me, I feel the lingering stares that could almost imprint in my form. I've ignored it and pushed it down for as long as I could, mistaking my own affections for resentment.

You wish to entangle yourself with death? Then prove to me you're worthy of it." Your hands grasped his cheeks, passing through his misty form and grabbing a hold of the black bone beneath, pulling it towards your face, feeling his teeth against your lips.

His flames were cool, but his bones were warm, pleasantly heating your hands as you held him, one of his skeletal hands covered yours, the other pulling you closer by your hips.

A lightheaded feeling washed over you, you started to collapse in his arms, but he was quick to support you. As he pulled back, you noticed a white mist flowing from between his teeth.

"Quite literally stealing your breath away." Resting in his arms a moment, his hand rubbed your back to comfort you, the other cradling your head against his chest. "To be in love with a mortal... To my kin it's unheard of. But you're different. You always have been. You vex me, but I crave it."

He slipped the necklace around your neck, and you looked up from the comfort of his skeletal form to his pink eyes. "Does this mean you're not firing me at dinner tonight?" You joked and he closed his eyes and sighed.

"Of course not. How dare you expect me to let such a good thing go."

#Yahoo Stygiannn #nice job

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cinnamonpatty · 3 months

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SCP'ish AU Jebediah

Body ref

You can draw him without his back wings, cuz they were cut off x) Just draw six scars on his back, if it's visible Also, only this suit is not a mandatory outfit, he wears pretty common human clothes, mostly with turtlenecks

Face (eyes) ref + older sketches (use only for wings ref)

Only "human" have eyelids, every other eyes (including back wings) don't close

Some facts ramble

In AU there's no exactly angels, Jebediah is just numerous coincidences which led to a fairly biblically accurate angel appearance (he has some kind of true form)

He works for Facility and catches other anomalies

At least once a day he makes minced meat out of Hank (he can regenerate from blood drop, so it's fine + Hank is an asshole there)

He can shoot his Eye-beam from all his eyes (Death Star lol)