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ch3rry-l1m4d3 · 3 months
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I don't really give a fuck how you draw Zoma. Btw. For your information.
Anno was like "oh draw him like kastoway's style" and I scrolled through his toby art and like yeah.
He's literally a slime shapeshifter don't be a coward ⁉️
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beelaboola · 3 months
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while im at it,,, zoma fanart :3c,,, pov he wants u sooo bad
i had a huge heathers phase and i think meant to be yours suits him SO well
zoma by @ch3rry-l1m4d3
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ch0colatec0ff33-art · 6 months
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The first drawing is a commission by @silbeni !!!
This is my Scary godmother oc!!!
(I Hc scary god mother's name as Willow!)
Her name is Zoma! Shes a Zombie that lives on the fright side, and is dating Willow!!
Also the last drawing is something I meant to finish but never ended up doing that. I'll probably do one soon!
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dragonichaven · 1 year
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#747
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liquidmetalslime · 1 year
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To celebrate DQ3's 35th anniversary, they added this insanely cool Zoma gear to Hoshidora
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vocalkun123 · 11 months
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Yawn
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eirikrjs · 2 years
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Yesteday i had seen a discussion regarding these demons and... Well, Enoch and Skoll (and all the other extra bosses in the psp version) are still zomas. Enoch is not Enoch, Leviathan is not Leviathan. They are just artificial demons named as such, not the figures themselves. Even though this seems obvious to me, apparently a lot of people seem to be confused about them.
Yeah, it's disappointing but I think I also understand why it happens.
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A few reasons:
Most people aren't going to get all the Zeed evolutions in SH to be able to identify them
Even fewer people are going to play the PSP Devil Summoner (I sure haven't) or understand the context behind them
The chain collar shared between them is a clue these aren't normal demons, but you don’t know where they’re from, you wouldn’t notice
Almost everyone is just going to see them listed on the wiki or from discussions where the wiki is the source
Here's the thing though, I think most fans are savvy enough at this point that they know there's significance to the names assigned to demons and therefore would take these seriously; however, they may be less savvy about why game-specific designs like Zeed's would not be legitimately reused for another entity
To that end, the real culprit is their recycling in PSP SMT: DS in the first place, a pretty lazy decision
These really are the most Final Fantasy-ish "in name only" demons in the series barring games like Last Bible. A couple of them do still follow a kind of logic for their respective Human-Angel-Beast-Dragon types, though: Skoll is a wolf-like creature, Enoch angel-like. Leviathan is an exception, a sea serpent of which the Latter Dragon Type 2 Zeed doesn’t resemble too closely.
David is maybe worse because, presumably, the PSP name is meant to evoke the biblical king David (which is kind of ridiculous given the design); on the wiki, it currently shares a page with our Fiend violinist David, even though the names are different: ダビデ (King and Zeed reuse) vs. デイビット (Fiend). They should probably be split.
Because they are in a game, they do deserve a place on the wiki. But since the wiki is the prime source of information for so many people, maybe it would be better done as a sub-section of the Zeed page so more people don’t get confused.
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princess-josie-riki · 2 years
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Dragon Questober Day 5
Zoma + Freddy Fazbear (Five Nights at Freddy's) = Zoma Fazbear
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Today's fighter is Zoma from Golden Axe: The Duel. Golden Axe is a classic SEGA side scrolling beat em up, and like similar games was given a fighting game on later consoles. I don't think it did well(they rarely do) but at least we got some great character designs out of it! #zoma #goldenaxe #sega #pixelart #fanart #beatemup #fightinggames #illustration #magic #videogames #arcade https://www.instagram.com/p/ClUVhKSpwIb/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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ch3rry-l1m4d3 · 2 months
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Habit? HABIT KISS ME PLEASE!?!
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NICE SEEING YOU AGAIN, RABBIT.
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beelaboola · 3 months
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the aftermath of the oli pic blackmarket incident (esme and zoma both got arrested for tresspassing and violating oli’s right of privacy)
art collab with @ch3rry-l1m4d3 YRGAGGHHH WE ARE SO COOL
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yosemite-store · 2 years
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@yamarokko トレイルランニングパックZOMAのメインコンパートメント7.5Lと5.5Lが大幅にリニューアルされました。 ※別途ショルダーハーネス本体が必要です。 ⁡ 7.5L Color/Black,Camel 8,990yen 5.5L Color/Black,Olive 6,780yen ⁡ 下記リニューアル内容 ①生地を丈夫でハリのあるハイブリザテック(防水・撥水・透湿三層)に変更し、スレに強く ⁡ ②ファスナーをYKKアクアガードに変更 ⁡ ③ダブルジッパーを採用し手袋をしていても開閉しやすい引き手になりました ⁡ ④メインパック内にメッシュポケットを装着 ⁡ ⑤内ポケット上部にキーフックをつけ、鍵などが探しやすくなりました ⁡ ⑥7.5Lの外ポケットを大きくゆとりを持たせました。※5.5Lの外ポケットは従来通り ⁡ 店舗にて実際の装備で試走頂ける準備がございますのでぜひお試しください。 ⁡ #yamarokko #zoma #yosemite #yosemite_nara #yosemite_store #yosemitehikingclub #yosemitehighlandcircus #trails #trailtalk #trailrunning #barefoot #fastpacking #ultralighthiking #climbing #hiking #altra #vivobarefoot #hyperlitemountaingear #ultralightadventureequipment #ヨセミテ #山道具 #トレイルランニング #ロングトレイルハイキング #縦走 #沢登り #登山 #とび出しハイカー #ナラムリ族 (Yosemite) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce3qIPglUil/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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random-brushstrokes · 17 days
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Zoma Baitler (Uruguayan, 1908 - 1994) - Calle Cerrito en la lluvia
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lynxindisguise · 2 months
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*sniffs air* is that... pisces season?!? wishing the happiest of birthdays to the dampest of them all @spindrifters! the boys are dressing appropriately for the occasion...
"Happy Valentine's Day, Moons."
The box is deceptively non-threatening: plain cardboard tied with gold ribbon. But Sirius has that all too familiar glint in his eyes, the one that once meant they'd be spending the evening in detention.
Lips pressed together, Remus holds his husband's gaze as he opens the box—slowly, just in case something jumps out at him.
Inside is a simple, olive green corset. Soft, sturdy suede with delicate embroidery along the edges. "Not really your style, is it?"
"No." Sirius smirks. "It's yours. It's for you."
"You want me to wear this?"
"Desperately."
Remus sighs, suddenly nostalgic for the year he was gifted 'moon' themed boxers. "That isn't a present, Pads; that's torture."
"Oh, just try it."
"What's it going to suck in? My ribs?"
"It'll be good for your posture."
"My posture?" He cracks a grin. "Made you wear corsets in your Pureblood etiquette classes, did they?"
Ignoring his question, Sirius removes the corset from the box and sets about loosening the laces for him. "Take off your jumper."
Resigned to his fate, he peels off his jumper with far less enthusiasm than he was hoping would be the case tonight.
He's left winded just from yanking the corset over his shoulders. Sirius tuts and gently pulls it the rest of the way down for him.
"As a proud member of the working class, I thought you'd appreciate a front-lace one. I can still help lace you up though... if you like..." His fingers run teasingly up his front, toying with the laces.
"Not too tight," Remus grumbles. "I'll get light-headed."
"Don't worry; we'll get you a fainting couch."
His scowl gives way to a gasp as Sirius tugs, exposing a bit more give at his belly than he was expecting. Those elegant fingers work their way up slowly, reverently, lips pouted in concentration. The strange intimacy of it momentarily distracts him from the way his spine is straightening, shoulders rolling back.
"Moony!" Sirius exclaims as he ties off the laces in a perfect bow. "Are you actually taller than me? Are those shoulders I see?"
He rolls his eyes and hunches instinctively—or he tries to, but the corset doesn't allow it.
"I'm not taking the piss," Sirius insists. "You look so fucking fit, Moons. Makes me want to fuck you in a haystack or something. Come look at yourself."
Sirius drags him to the mirror—a place he generally ignores.
It isn’t horrible. His shoulders and chest do look broader, creating the illusion of a v-shape. And the colour suits him, and he supposes, on the whole, he feels rather… pretty. It's a silly thought, even sillier for inciting a prickle behind his eyes.
“Knew you’d like it,” Sirius says, annoyingly smug.
“It’s alright.” He shrugs. “Do you want me to wear this tonight, then?”
“No, keep it on.”
Sometimes he forgets that he married a madman. “I’m not wearing this to dinner.”
“Wear your jumper over it.” Sirius hands him back his jumper, and he knows there’s no arguing it.
He consults the mirror to see how ridiculous he looks, only to find that he simply seems more… erect. Confident, even.
“Oh will you just admit you like it?”
“It’s… surprisingly comfortable,” he concedes.
Sirius snorts. “I’ll get you a prettier one for your birthday. One with little bows and lace maybe. Or shiny teal one. Make you feel like a... sexy grindylow.”
“A sexy grindylow.”
“Yes.”
“You want to fuck a sexy grindylow?”
“I mean…” Sirius laces their fingers together, teeth grazing his lower lip. "Do you think Jeff would go for it?"
Remus shakes his head, desperately jostling away the image of Sirius and his grindylow godfather before plucking a kiss from his lips.
Sirius beams, gorgeous and glowing. "Happy Valentine's Day, Remus."
"Happy Valentine's Day, love. Are you ready for your present now?"
And well, Sirius isn't the only one with a telling glint of mischief in his eyes.
His husband arches a knowing brow. "Am I?"
He struggles to keep a straight face as he hands him the box, watching the first crackle of laughter cross Sirius's face as he opens it.
They both break as he lifts the collar—red with gold spikes—from the box, doubling over at the sight of the heart-shaped tag bearing Remus's contact information.
"I hate you," Sirius wheezes, wiping tears from the crinkled corners of his eyes.
"I love you too, darling." He smirks. "Do you need help putting it on?"
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impishtubist · 2 months
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happy birthday @spindrifters ft. Jeff the Grindylow and the boys c. 1979.
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“We’re not keeping the couch, Remus.”
“Why not?”
“Because it’s yellow and it’s floral.” 
“I like this couch.” 
“We don’t need it. We don’t need any of this furniture! We have all of mine from my old flat, including a perfectly good couch that is not yellow.”
“Knock, knock.” Lyall shouldered open the door and entered the house, a large tank in his arms. “How’s it going, boys?”
“Fine,” Sirius and Remus chorused while glaring at each other. Remus then glanced at his father, and his eyes lit up.
“Jeff!” 
Sirius blinked. There was a Grindylow in the tank, so who the hell was Jeff?
“He belongs with you,” Lyall said, ruffling Remus’s hair after Remus took the tank from him. “Consider it my housewarming gift to you. Not your mother’s, though, hers is arriving later this week. She ordered it from Argentina and insisted on having it shipped the Muggle way instead of me Apparating to pick it up.”
“Who’s Jeff?” Sirius broke in, still baffled.
“This is Jeff,” Remus said happily, showing him the tank. “My godfather.”
“Your…what?”
“My godfather. If my parents died--”
“I know what a godfather is!” Sirius protested. James kept threatening to make Sirius one if he ever got Lily to settle down and have kids with him, and wasn’t that a terrifying thought. “Remus, that’s a Grindylow.”
Remus and Lyall looked at him blankly. “Yes?”
“A Grindylow can’t be a godfather!” 
The Grindylow in question snarled, and Sirius took an involuntary step back. 
“There’s no need for you to be rude,” Remus sniffed. 
Sirius sighed. “Love me, love my Grindylow?”
“Exactly.”
“Fine,” Sirius said, throwing up his hands. “We’ll keep the Grindylow here. But we are getting rid of the couch!”
***
Later that night, Remus kissed his way down Sirius’s torso. He hooked his fingers into Sirius’s waistband and pulled down his pants, and Sirius groaned, letting his head fall back against the wall with a thunk. 
“Merlin, Remus,” he panted, grasping Remus’s curls, “you’re so good--what the fuck!” 
Startled, Remus pulled off. “What’s wrong?”
“What the fuck is that doing in here?”
Remus twisted around. The Grindylow’s tank was set up along the opposite wall, in full view of the bed. 
“There was nowhere else to put him,” Remus said, shrugging. 
“Remus, I’m not having your godfather in our bedroom.” 
“Well, the only other spot for him is in your office.”
“Ugh.” Sirius put an arm over his eyes. “Since the choice is between that or never being able to get hard again, fine. Now will you go move him, please?”
“Sirius--”
“Do you or do you not want to get laid tonight?”
Remus grabbed his wand from the bedside table and sent Jeff’s tank flying into Sirius’s office.
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ciccerone · 8 months
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Cammy🌊 by Zoma Phamoz
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