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lumarkyt · 9 months
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Not one of my prouder moments
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repmet · 5 months
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@rwrbmovie & @rwrbsource’s rwrbweek: Day 4 | Little Detail
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stiffyck · 1 year
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Giving up on trying to make this look better. Take it. Whatever. Bye
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applestruda · 9 months
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Blueprint dimension
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hyolks · 1 year
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UHM. SOME @bonus-links LINKS
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lampfacedstudios · 11 months
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SPIIDERRRRR hiding in the corner super fuckin normal I ain’t afraid of no SPIIDERRRR
soo when the last Spiderverse movie came out and everyone was doing spidersonas I was overwhelmed and had no idea what to do for mine.
well we just saw the new Spiderverse and I have been struck with the need to try again, and this time I actually GOT somewhere
this is still super rough but I know I want those colors, a big clunky spider-eyed visor, and mechanical legs. the rest of it is up in the air.
inspired partly by a relatively new Jotus jumping spider species from Australia and also Call of Duty Shoot-A-Man Konig’s “arachnid” skin
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orangesand-lemons-234 · 2 months
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Buttons was 16 years old. He'd been a Newsie for ten of those years, therefore being around to see some of the younger kids grow with him.
When he saw Elmer, he still saw the three year old Spot brought to visit Manhattan four years ago.
When he saw Splasher, he saw the five year old he and Tommy Boy found sat alone on a bench outside the church three years ago.
When he saw Mike and Ike, he saw the babies left in a basket outside the Lodge House five years ago.
So, seeing each of them beaten up and bloody hurt all the more.
The Lodge was absolute chaos after the fight. Not the usual Lodge chaos, however, it was a scary and fearful chaos. The one that made your heart pound and brain blurry.
Kids were wailing and crying, teenagers were yelling and shouting. There wasn't a quiet place in the house.
Everybody realised quite quickly that nobody had walked out without a few battle scars to show afterwards, and the little kids were no exception.
Elmer had a shard of glass thrown at his forehead, and it was bleeding badly. Despite the bandages now wrapped around the injury, the injury had bled through, creating crimson dots splattered around it.
Splasher had broken his ankle after being shoved to the ground by one of the bulls. Buttons had a pole tied to his leg to keep it as straight as possible and had it elevated on the other bed. He was still weeping silently with the pain shooting up his leg every few minutes.
Mike and Ike were sat on his lap and were crying harder than any of the Newsies had ever seen, despite knowing them their whole lives.
Mike had been struck in the back with a baton multiple times, his back now scattered with bruises and blood. He didn't understand what was happening or why he was in so much pain, he just wanted it to stop.
Ike was hit in the face with one of the Delancey's brass knuckles, leaving him with a black eye and scarred nose. He was practically inconsolable, not allowing anybody to touch him for a very long time after the fight, only relaxing enough for Button's to check him out when Mike was brought in with Albert and Finch.
Buttons, with no help from the others got to work helping the kids in any way he could. The kids needed a shoulder to cry on and a helping hand to wrap up their injuries while some of the older newsies tried to sort out where Jack was and if they could try to save Crutchie.
They didn't understand what any of this meant. They just wanted somebody to hold them and tell them they were okay. Someone to sing one of Meddas songs while they wrapped up their scars and cuts.
Buttons was okay. He was fine and could help with the little ones with their injuries. Yeah, sure, he was struggling to breathe properly, and his knees were throbbing with pain, but the little kids needed help more than he did. He could handle it.
Buttons was 16, but sometimes he wishes he was still 6, when there was always an older kid around to help him out.
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thegroovywitch · 6 months
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amarithecat · 7 months
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Aw hells naw Ellipsis week.
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graedari · 12 days
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AH SHIT ITS INTERNATIONAL ASEXUALITY DAY *throws this pen drawing of Daud at you*
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medusas-graveyard · 1 year
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Hehehe my baby boy
Self indulgent king/prince? phantom design shksjdksb my inner child is happi
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deadbaguette · 7 months
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Oh boy who cries wolf, no one will answer
Part 4 of my art series of for @missingn000 and their fic ‘The Phantom Guardian’
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5
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themadknightuniverse · 8 months
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Trying not to draw Lalo/Tony today to prove something to myself, and just know that I struggle a lot to not do it
2h left to resist before going to bed
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claudtrait · 8 months
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chonkymoth · 3 months
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Will Graham & Hannibal Lector in Hannibal, "Apéritif" / "Hell's Coming With Me" by Poor Man's Poison
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solivagantingrebel · 3 months
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I keep forgetting I am a monsterfucker until I stumble upon a piece of art (writing & otherwise) that makes me realize how much I adore the grotesquely monstrous. In a,
'I want to kiss it', way.
Looks at the tags in my longfic.
One day...
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