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vargaslovinghours · 2 years
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It’s not manslaughter if it’s premeditated, that’s just murder
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sysig · 7 months
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Hi! I'm here for the requestober. Could you draw Handplates!Gaster and Scriabin interacting? Not in any specific way, whatever you think is fine ❤️
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Day 9 - Also stop following me
#My art#Requestober#Handplates#UT#Gaster#Vargas#Scriabin#He's reformed - kind of - leave him alone!#They've interacted in small ways before - Gaster stealing Scriabin's wings and the little families meeting up hehe#Skelebros saying hi to Squee <3#But I wonder what Gaster would make of Scriabin! If he could tell that he's not human and if that would matter to him#If anyone could relate to being a humanoid monster it'd be Gaster wouldn't it? Although he'd probably resent the comparison lol#''I'm nothing like- like /that/!'' ''First of all rude I have a name'' lol#What would win out! Scriabin's not-humanness or how much he appears like a human?#It probably wouldn't matter either way - if they could meet in realspace then Scriabin would be in a human body#He's still not human but at that point it's more semantics than anything haha#And if Gaster somehow ended up in mindspace with him (???) then he'd kinda just have to roll with Scriabin's non-human abilities haha#Which would be fun admittedly!#As for Scriabin he just wants toys lol#Scientists are known to have a lot of fun torture equipment - Gaster especially#Sure he could do it himself but why not network lol#How can he tell what he's saying? Ehh it's more of a feeling lol - he's not exactly projecting a receptive vibe#They're funny to draw next to each other! They're both so darkmode haha ♪#And they're both stick figures but Gaster is that by definition - Scriabin has meat on his bones!#I'm also pretty sure I haven't drawn Gaster post-getting out of the Void before now? :0 Maybe once as a doodle but I don't remember#It's a good look for him <3 Tragic context but very pretty#Then again that's just kind of a theme for most of Zarla's stories huh haha ♫
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zarla-s · 10 months
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When death comes knocking at your door And nothing’s left worth fighting for Say a little prayer and pull the rug Show me what you're made of
It’s been a while for these two! I was listening to What You’re Made Of and this image came to me so I decided to go for it.
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disposal-blueeee · 3 months
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another super self-indulgent chapter 20 / 21 drawing
edgar belongs to jhonen vasquez
scriabin belongs to @zarla-s
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passumstars · 9 months
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Try to keep up please
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yon-shi · 2 months
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A little late, but Happy birthday, Vargas!
(Read this masterpiece by @zarla-s here)
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More JTHM! A lot of studies in this one.
Plus more Vargas!
I love this red and black style so much.
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someone-else-entirely · 6 months
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Vargastober 19 - Books
John the Revelator, put him in an elevator, raise him up to the highest high Take him up to the top where the mountains stop, let him tell his book of lies John the Revelator, he's a smooth operator, it's time we cut him down to size Take him by the hand and put him on the stand, let us hear his alibis
Another very tangentially related prompt - this image just popped into my head as I was listening to "John the Revelator" by Depeche Mode (you might be noticing a pattern in the songs I've been listening to) and I used "books" as an excuse to draw it. I think I unintentionally made Scriabin look kind of creepy, though?
That book is meant to be a Bible - I toyed with the idea of writing some of the original Hebrew text of the Bible in it, but it felt kind of weird, so I didn't.
Vargas belongs to @zarla-s, Vargastober is made by @disposal-blueeee and @introtobaking!
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4. Fav character/subject that's a bitch to draw
Ah, now this one has an interesting answer.
I don't talk about it much here, but I'm part of a group of people that are developing a unique setting to play DnD in. We are building a whole world, with it's own nations, it's own stories, and as you can probably guess, it's own races. Some are new spins on old favorites, but in my case it is a completely new race called the Chiroptrix!
See the world we are building has been the site for many a magic mishap, the largest of which is known as the conjunction, where a magical plane had collided with the material plane. This caused a lot of funky things to happen, but the most important was the magical alteration of the people and animals of the material plane.
Enter my race, a bat humanoid hybrid. They come in many colors and styles, each with unique perks and histories. All of them with very large wings that are literally part of their arms!
Now don't get me wrong, I love my Chiro's! They are precious to me and I hope that one day I'll get to showcase them for other players to play! But damn, they have a lot going on with their designs. For reference, here is some concept art I made to show a few of the various classes you could play as a Chiro.
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The thing that I find most difficult about them are the wings themselves. They have many little details to articulate, particularly due to the small bone structures of their fingers. In some cases I simplified their designs because these were just early concept designs, but still. They were the parts I struggled with the most. I even play as a Chiro in my own campaign!
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This is Seech! I love this lil emo nugget. His design has become the most refined, but even now the wings are the biggest hassle. Still, that aside, I continue to draw them because I don't want that to hold me back from making them the best they can be. And I really do love drawing them. X3 Such fancy poses, they always look like they are putting on a show.
Thanks for the ask Anon. A pleasure as always.
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chouxsardine · 3 months
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Warm Honey---Jake Kiszka x reader
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A short blurb where me imagining getting high with Jake and listening to classical music ended up turning into some jake-playing-guitar worship and stream of consciousness smut. I just feel it's so sexy when your partner can feel the effect they have on you, and I'd like to think Jake loves that. 18+ content below cut. Enjoy!
Warning: 18+! Minors DNI, Drug use (marijuana), sexual content, body worship (kind of)
🎧: Scriabin Sonata No.4 in F sharp major, Op.30
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He is all that you can think of, all that you feel.
Whenever you smoke joint with Jake, you always like to describe your mind as being “in a stake of Jake”. He is not occupying the space as the subject. Instead, he wraps around it in an all-encompassing way. He exists as the warmth of a blanket, a scene from the rear view mirror, the tingling on your skin as the wetness from an open-mouthed kiss evaporates.
Jake is sitting on the floor with his back against the couch, you are lying down with your head on his lap. The air is damp, saturated with the earthy smell. Jake just lets out a puff of smoke. You look up and blink. The light of the floor lamp is hazy through the smoke like the moon halo. Rachmaninoff is playing at a low volume in the background. The title of the melody escapes you. It could be Symphony No.2 or something like that. You are too far gone to put any effort into trying to recall it. Life feels really good at this moment, and that’s all you want to focus on.
Jake’s hand is resting in your hair, occasionally scratching your scalp or swirling the soft strands near your hairline around his finger, sending buzzing shivers under your skin. You squirm a bit, reaching above to grab his hand in yours. The sensation of being in touch with human flesh clashes with your stupefying illusion. Suddenly, Jake’s hands become the most interesting thing in the world.
If Jake is sober enough to look down, he will find you staring at his hand intensely with dilated pupils. The skin around your eyes is tinted with a fluffy shade of pink. And you are staring with the fervent passion of a child looking into a kaleidoscope for the first time, stunned and in awe. His hands are warm. Nails always blunt and well-trimmed, receded tamely behind the finger tips. Veins visible under his skin, knuckles strong and sturdy. You hold up his hand higher to the ceiling, looking at the light seeping through the slits between his fingers as if he has magical powers.
His hands truly are magical. The way he makes his guitar whine and moan on stage. You close your eyes briefly, recalling the way his right hand firmly grasping the neck while the palm of his left hand resting on its rear body. Sometimes he does that devious thing where he pushes the guitar back and forth as if shaking someone’s shoulder, the intensity of it cushioned by their connection through the strap, thereby creating a tensile and magnetic stretch between them. Once, you asked him why he would do that; “it helps with the trills and echoes,” he said, flashing you a smirk. You don’t believe him for one bit. When his fingers slide across the fretboard in an elegantly frantic speed, you wonder why there aren’t sparks bursting out because it surely looks like swiftly striking the head of a match against the side of the box. And you love the way he does tremolo, oh, the dazzling movement of his fingers on the higher end of the fretboard, his ring finger and pinky curved, alternating so smoothly that it looks like he is tickling someone. Well, it surely tickles your heart. And your pussy, if you are being honest. That’s when you feel it. The wetness sneaks up on you slowly. Jake always turns you on at the flip of a switch, the blink of an eye. Normally, you are already soaked as your mind is preoccupied with the yearning for his mouth, his fingers, and his cock. However, the weed amplifies all senses. This time, you can almost feel the titillation trickling down your spine, like morning dew collected on rose petals.
Without much thought (not that you can form any coherent ones now anyway), you hold up his fingers, make them spider-walk across your belly before lowering them down into your panties.
Jake lets out an amusing humph. With all the sensory stimulation stealing his words, he’s not much of a talker when he’s high. Your communication during times like these are almost telepathic—you could tell from just a simple raise of his fingers that he wants another handful of chips, and he could tell just by the slightest turn of your head that you want another hit. He always jokes that you read each other between the lines. The reassuring silence weaves a velvet blanket that falls and lands on both of you in a floating manner.
You look up and find him looking down on you with a lopsided smile. So lackadaisical that it’s almost goofy but smug nonetheless. He quirks his eyebrows, and you put up a finger against your lips.
“Shh.”
You’ve always known that Jake loves to watch. He gets so hard just by watching you getting yourself off, using all of his willpower not to come in his pants while somehow managed to take mental notes of your preference. He always looks down the moment your bodies connect, whether that’s him entering you or you sinking down on him. His mind is always blown by the way he disappears into you bit by bit and your malleability to adjust him. It’s almost like you were made for each other. The combination of the visual image and the physical sensation short-circuits his brain. The sigh and moans that escape him drive you crazy. Jake loves the process as much as he enjoys the maddening pleasure. And this time, with the weed delaying the need to fuck each other, you would like to let him experience that.
At first, it’s just his dry and warm palm covering your lower belly, his finger slotted between your fold, with his finger pad resting against your hood and finger tip grazing your clit. You feel he move, instinctively wanting to rub it.
“Nuh uh,” you tightens your grip, “I want you to feel it, babe.”
You are certain you are getting there. You can almost picture it, like honey slowly descending down the wall of a glass tube. It’s an agonizingly slow process, like a golden snake with malicious intent, twisting and turning its body; its expected sweetness drawing out the moisture of the mouth, causing one to salivate.
Ah. Here it comes.
Without meeting his gaze, you know that Jake feels it too. His fingers have long familiarized themselves as the hierarch of the territory which is your pussy. He has learned, through time and experience, the prelude of your arousal. Every respond is picked up by the tactile receptors on his finger pad and his muscle memory. Much like with his guitars, Jake is always caught in an affectionate paradox when it comes to your pussy—he walks this ground with confidence and pride over the possessiveness he has over it, albeit constantly carrying a veneration for its beauty and the sincere humbleness to learn and explore.
The previous friction has now transformed into a gentle rise of temperature and the coated slickness provided by your discharge. Your clit presses more firmly against his finger tips now that it starts to swell and throb.
“Damn, love, can almost feel your heartbeat.” Jake grunts, his words a bit slurred.
“That’s the point,” you arch your back, feeling vainglorious about your little trick, “my tell-tale heart. Feel what you do to me by simply existing?”
“Gosh, you’re gonna end me one day,” Jake tilts his head backwards, his eyes rolling back too, “but I wouldn’t want it any other way. And the epitaph would say, ‘gone doing what he loves’.”
You laugh, knowing that the filter between his brain and mouth has melted away now. Meanwhile, you are getting silkier and warmer by the second. Jake feels like he dips his finger into a jar of honey, the snugness of your walls trapped him there. He’s an insect preserved in a sea of saccharin, captivated by the moment as the waves wash over him again and again, reminding him that he is the reason why his girl is so turned on, he is the reason why this body lying against him coordinates all its nerves and cells to produce such an amazing response to his touch.
You can hear the clarinet playing in the symphony. If your memory serves you right, it won’t be long until the allegro vivace of the last movement kicks in. You look up at Jake’s face again. He swallows, his Adam’s Apple trembles in a way that makes you want to take a bite. With his eyes closed, his eyebrows pulling together, and his lips pursed, that man looks like he could be having an orgasm right there. It’s almost whimsical, given that he is the one who has his hand in your pants. You let out a low chuckle.
“What?” He cracks open an eye.
“You know they said weed slows people’s movement?” You quip, tapping your fingers provocatively over his, a sultry tone in your voice.
“Oh,” Jake’s eyes darkens, the familiar devious smile shine through his relaxed features.
“Now, those are fighting words, doll. You wanna test them out?”
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the-authoress-writes · 6 months
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Family
(AKA some of my Tom “Iceman” Kazansky headcanons)
Warnings: Tom “Iceman” Kazansky’s father’s A+ parenting (not), mentions of cancer.
Author’s Note: This was instigated by @callsign-skydancer, after she sent me a very insightful message, and I just had to go with it, until, voilà, I churned this out in an hour and a half.
I’ve had these headcanons for a while now, but it’s because of Sky that I decided to get them down.
I’ll be using these in some later stories, so if you see some copy-pasting, you didn’t see anything, self-plagiarism doesn’t count, 😂.
I have no idea if this makes any sense, I wrote this in what I feel is a weird tense, but I have to get this out of my head, so I can finish “Wherever You Go”.
Enough of the Authoress talking, here we go!
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Family has a great deal of meaning for Thomas Kazansky.
It affects and has affected him in more ways than one, and it continues to influence and shape him.
It was why he joined the Navy.
Most people assume that his father was Navy, because they hear higher-ranking officers whisper “He’s related to Kazansky” or things like that, but they’d be wrong.
His father was not Navy.
His father is Dr. Vasily Kazansky, a prominent Honolulu cardiologist, who detests all things military, who wanted nothing but for Tom to follow in his footsteps, demanding utmost academic excellence in preparation for medical school, creating a habit drilled into him that carried over into Tom’s service.
His grandfather, however, was Captain Sergei Kazansky, a highly decorated US Navy officer who served during World War II.
As a child, during visits to his Dedushka Sergei and Babusya Anya, young Thomas could be found in his grandfather’s arms, listening wide-eyed to Sergei’s stories of his time in the Navy.
It was Sergei Kazansky who instilled in Tom a love of country, and the desire to serve.
Tom’s decision to join the Navy and attend Annapolis was what drove a final wedge between Tom and his father, who detested the military for taking his father, Sergei, from him, in more ways than one, both physically, and emotionally, Sergei not knowing back then how to handle his trauma.
It was his grandfather who pinned the Lieutenant Junior Grade bars on his uniform, and Tom will never admit it, but he had tears in his eyes when Sergei embraced him and whispered in his ear, “Я так горжусь тобой, Томас,” words his own father never said to him.
It broke his heart when Sergei died of lung cancer three months before he was slated to attend TOPGUN.
But his memories and the lessons his Dedushka taught him would stay with him forever.
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Most people would never assume that Tom “Iceman” Kazansky would have an artistic bone in his body, but they would be absolutely wrong.
One of Tom’s best kept secrets was that he is a very accomplished pianist.
He was taught by his mother, Yelena, how to play the piano, and music ran in her family, her own father, Oleg, having been a violinist with the USSR State Symphony Orchestra, before his defection to America.
Tom’s fondest memories of his mother are of afternoons spent with Yelena teaching him to play the piano, after dragging him from his homework, which enabled him to play Chopin at twelve, followed by the two of them listening to recordings of classical music, some of them featuring his grandfather Oleg’s playing, his father’s long hours at work enabling this time away from studying without censure.
One of his most prized possessions is a vinyl record which he inherited from his mother, of Shostakovich’s “Leningrad Symphony”, where his grandfather Oleg can be heard playing second chair violin.
In general, Tom’s favorite pieces to play are Chopin, but depending on his mood, what he plays varies.
When he’s at his most neurotic, Bach comes easier, the precision required to play those pieces giving his mind something to fixate on.
When he’s upset or angry, he hammers away at Scriabin, and some pieces of Rachmaninov, like “Prelude in G Minor (Op. 23 No. 5)” and “Prelude in C Sharp Minor (Op. 3 No. 2)” and Beethoven’s “Piano Sonata No. 8 in C Minor (Pathétique)”.
When he’s feeling a little drifty, he goes for Satie and Debussy, or “The Lark” by Glinka and Balakirev.
When he’s happy, Chopin’s “Heroic” polonaise is a must.
When he’s lonely, Chopin’s “Nocturne No. 20 in C Sharp Minor (Posthumous)” is a standby, because of how it reminds him there’s always light at the end of the tunnel.
He’s proud to say he can play his dream piece from his early high school years, Liszt’s transcription of “La Campanella”, though he still thinks he can get it just a little bit faster.
His most recent dream pieces are Rachmaninov’s “Piano Concerto No. 2”, and Liszt’s “Rondo Fantastique (El Contrabandista)”.
It’s because of him that Bradley is as good a pianist as he is, having been the Baby Goose’s teacher on the instrument.
He wishes Bradley would show off the classical pieces he knows more than his rendition—great as it is—of “Great Balls of Fire”.
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Family has shaped Thomas Kazansky for better and for worse—there are still days he can hear his father telling him an A- wasn’t going to get him into any half decent Ivy League, or that he had to try harder, that his best needed to be better, and those are the days he plays Bach, or Scriabin, Rachmaninov, and Beethoven—but it was also what made him who he was, what led him to what he loves doing, and what led him to the family he chose.
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vargaslovinghours · 11 hours
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And never let you go ♥
Bonus without the overspill lighting:
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#💟#Digital art#Full Art#Art#Edgar#Scriabin#It's that time of year again where I get real sappy about Vargas ♥ Because yes! Once again it is my own personal Vargasversary! 🎊 Yaaaay#Seven years now - I don't know what to do with seven years it feels like a hard to define number haha#Right in the middle between five years and ten years! A while to be certain but hard to define as a Long Time either hmm#Well whatever it doesn't matter <3 The important part is that I still love Vargas and them very much ♥♪#I actually didn't really have any specific plans for this Vargasversary :0 I haven't been drawing them much again#Other things have drawn my focus and attention hehe ♪#So I just kinda set my hand loose - no sketches on paper no defined idea - this is just what my hand/brain came up with in the moment#I'm pleased :) I think it accurately expresses how I feel about them hehe <3#I wrote down what ended up being the text/caption a couple months ago while I was in Big Love in their direction#I don't remember what inspired it anymore other than just - They ♥ Themst ♥ Do love them <3#I've planned my next reread now ♪ Barring anything drastic (like an update lol) I know when I'll be rereading next#I'm looking forward to it! :D As always hehe <3#It's still a bit a ways off which works well for recharging :)#And of course I'll be doing my usual in the meanwhile - this and the main anniversary and my sketchdumps and Requestober haha#The caption is as much me as it is Edgar after all <3#Even quiet and sleeping I still find them as a comfort - a place I find rest and joy in ♥#Inspiring and lovely and wonderful - pretty and tender and dear!#Oh and#Always finding a way to flip up the bottom of the shirt#Hehe <3
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sysig · 6 months
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I can't remember if you've done any drawings for this before, sorry, but I have a requestober prompt! Vargas ladyverse snake charmer au? Or ladyverse dryder au Scri, I feel like the potential for pretty spiderweb clothes is high there. I would request both, but I want to respect the rules ^^ Thank you!!
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Day 27 - Skillfully spun sheer shawl
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zarla-s · 10 months
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3 questions
1. Will you update Gaster?
2. Where did you learn to make ghost?
3. Why you want to make a ghost?
I plan on it! Eventually... I have like half a feature done in there already, and I have an idea for a fairly simple one I could add too that I think people would like! I haven't had a lot of time to do ghost stuff though... I should pick up Edgar and Scriabin again too at some point, haha.
I taught myself! It was a very long and arduous process, there was no documentation in English at the time so it was a lot of trial and error and running sites through Google Translate. I wrote up a tutorial though for other people so they don't have to go through the same thing I did!
I just love making little desktop doodads! I always have, haha. Otaku Mascots, Shimeji, FLELE... just little things you can interact with call out to me. I think there's an urge in certain people's heads where you see something like a Ghost and your brain shoots into overdrive and you're 100mph to Hell in your sudden quest to make one yourself. I dunno what that urge is called but anyone who's made a ghost or something like that will know what I mean, haha.
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disposal-blueeee · 3 months
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stuff i never finished and why
hello and good night . i'm just gonna ramble about stuff so yeah
swings
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oh man i really loved this drawing . but it was a PAIN IN THE ASS .
i had a bunch of problems with this one . i spent an embarrassing amount of time doing the line . then after i started painting it on Ibis paint i realized that i should've done the line with a textured brush .
then the background . i really couldn't make it look nice even if i tried . i spent so long just trying stuff and searching for references but i just couldn't get it right . the colors and the lightning kept looking weird .
and just when it was looking decent , oh no the file is corrupted !!! and if i wanted it back i would have to go through a speedpaint of a drawing that took me 28 hours ( i actually tried it 😭😭 but it was taking so long and after some time the app crashed )
so , i decided to just give up . i was already fed up with it . maybe some day i'll try to redraw it or something
edit : oh wait a second . this drawing makes no sense without the background . edgar looks like that because there's supposed to be a puddle under scriabin's swing and he's trying to get edgar wet with it
otgw x chapter 20 / 21
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i just said i loved the other one but THIS ONE . this one is SO PRETTY and i was so excited to try some new brushes and overall just finish this . excited enough to start painting edgar without even finishing scriabin's line .
i was using a small tablet my friend let me borrow . it was actually so helpful because i could draw on my phone with it !! i used to work on this when i was at school .
then i started having problems with the background . again
then my friend told me that his mom didn't agree with him giving me the tablet and that he should give it to his sister instead so i had to give it back . great . at that point i didn't feel like finishing it so
random reference i found in pinterest
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this is like a month old maybe ???? i just thought " oh this would be such a fire pfp " and after finishing the sketch i was like " alright i'll finish this tomorrow " ( i never finished it )
mostly didn't finish it because i didn't have any idea to make it look lifeless and tragic . oh well . maybe i'll try it someday i still think it's cool
papa's cheeseria
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this one isn't really unfinished . i just wanted to make a doodle sheet but never drew anything else so now he's just there . alone in a blank space . poor guy .
so yeah . everytime i play papa louie's games i always make the workers look like edgar and scriabin . i thought this default outfit looked pretty cool so so i had to draw it
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OC NAVAL WARFARE BRACKETS
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Rules:
Tie sweeps given to polls with a 0.2% percentage. Also I'm allowed to come up with the most messed up name possible for future polls
Propaganda is encouraged! I will reblog propaganda reblogs, as well as any propaganda that @s me. However, for the polls themselves, I will be using the propaganda submitted to me through the google form. If a ship was submitted twice with different propaganda, I will use both pieces of propaganda
Fandom ships will not be tagged with the fandom tag
Please be nice to each other. Do not tear down other ships. I will not reblog any propaganda remotely like that.
All polls are one week!
If i need to change anything, please send me a ask. I will change it I swear.
The main tag will be: #oc ship tournament
LIST OF SHIPS BELOW;
ROUND 1
Valley Ghost (Felix Tawfic/Griffith) vs. Aurel * Kiki (critical)
Solshuu (Solaria Aoi/Shu Kurenai) vs. Elitheocecily (Elijah Scott * Theodore Churchill * Cecily Churchill, @failboyfriend)
HG^2 (Charlie "Chuck" Beaumont/Octavian "Tavi Osborne, @the-random-phan + @cabincryptid51) vs. Geheneres (Teneres/"Gehenna", @i-hear-a-sound)
LuNal (Luca/Petra/Nails, Tass) vs. Maisther (Esther/Maidy, @cafe-au-tism)
[TIE; ships will go on under the name of LuNal-Maisther!]
SpicyFlowerSnakeNoodles (Red Son/Lotus/Nyrel/MK, Fan + Hue) vs. Dexereign (Dex/Sovereign, @caekhoi)
Eraser (Ezra/Ace, Ren) vs. Anthony Mitchetti/Emily Valentino (@sing-the-beginning-of-moana)
Pruett Pennbum/Remedy Espina (Harvey Millipedia) vs. Vargas (Edgar Vargas * Scriabin, @zarla-s)
Jax * Elin (@sypersweet) vs. Amariya (Amaya/Mariya, @what-if-i-just-did-this + anon)
Ravery (Raven Scofflaw/Avery Fracas, @what-if-i-just-did-this) vs. Dairyun (Darian/Daiyu)
Acid Dragon (VSB * ESB, @silviaflowers) vs. Pip the Jackal/Agent 27 (@squidthechaotickid)
Watercolor Dreams (Oliver Fernsby & Princess Guinevere, @hermannsprecursors) vs. Graveyards (Olly Graves * Susan Yards, @thatonegaybastard)
Golden Fleece (Yang Xiao Long/Eirian Esna, @dragynkeep) vs. Blade of Justice (Jasper Jones/Ikeda Saigo, @hermannsprecursors)
Lavender (Lavon + Devion Taillien, @mx-yippeee) vs. Featherfluff (Virtue Courtenlock/Comet Mhorlborne, @timetokrill)
Archangel (Gabriel Trinh/Raphael Madsen, @gelatinous-jellyfish) vs. Ginatré/Žydrūnas (@the-land-of-eternal-winter-novel)
Marleksei (Marlowe * Aleksei, @cowboymkb) vs. Montcia (Alex Garcia * Jules Montgomery, @gelatinous-jellyfish)
Icefang/Greatness (vox) vs. Luna * Jade * Ciela * Them (@iwillstealyourjawbone)
ROUND 2
Dairyun (Darian/Daiyu) vs. Acid Dragon (VSB * ESB, @silviaflowers)
Watercolor Dreams (Oliver Fernsby & Princess Guinevere, @hermannsprecursors) and Graveyards (Olly Graves * Susan Yards, @thatonegaybastard) vs. Golden Fleece (Yang Xiao Long/Eirian Esna, @dragynkeep)
Lavender (Lavon + Devion Taillien, @mx-yippeee) vs. Archangel (Gabriel Trinh/Raphael Madsen, @gelatinous-jellyfish)
Montcia (Alex Garcia * Jules Montgomery, @gelatinous-jellyfish) vs. Luna * Jade * Ciela * Them (@iwillstealyourjawbone)
Aurel * Kiki (critical) vs. Elitheocecily (Elijah Scott * Theodore Churchill * Cecily Churchill, @failboyfriend)
HG^2 (Charlie "Chuck" Beaumont/Octavian "Tavi Osborne, @the-random-phan + @cabincryptid51) vs. LuNal (Luca/Petra/Nails, Tass) and Maisther (Esther/Maidy, @cafe-au-tism)
Dexereign (Dex/Sovereign, @caekhoi) vs. Eraser (Ezra/Ace, Ren)
Pruett Pennbum/Remedy Espina (Harvey Millipedia) vs. Jax * Elin (@sypersweet)
ROUND 3
Dairyun (Darian/Daiyu, @vwnz and @bowie556) vs. Golden Fleece (Yang Xiao Long/Eirian Esna, @dragynkeep)
Lavender (Lavon + Devion Taillien, @mx-yippeee) vs. Montcia (Alex Garcia * Jules Montgomery, @gelatinous-jellyfish)
Elitheocecily (Elijah Scott * Theodore Churchill * Cecily Churchill, @failboyfriend) vs. HG^2 (Charlie "Chuck" Beaumont/Octavian "Tavi Osborne, @the-random-phan + @cabincryptid51)
Eraser (Ezra/Ace, Ren) vs. Jax * Elin (@sypersweet)
For some reason tumblr wont let me put the rest of the results here so here's the link to Round 4 and beyond
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