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diamondjester · 29 days
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beloved scene makoto collab with my bffsie @kriskross !! They did the lines and i did the color<3 be sure to check out their version!!
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gomzdrawfr · 9 months
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Sometimes the best thing is made when one is sleep deprived
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@bressynonym and me have been messing around in magma hghhdndjdj
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elizakai · 6 months
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Happy Halloween! 🦇
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Collab Entry with @tuxibirdie for @prylc and @akitagure ‘s DTIYS!!
Beautiful rendering by tuxi!! ⬆️
Base drawing by me⬇️
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leontheluxuriousone · 4 months
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COLLAB W/ @ghosty-0w0!
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THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN TO DO :)
(better then sleeping..heheh..)
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o-wise-corvid · 2 years
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Just a little thing @crclocalunhingedsith have been brain-marinating for a bit. Because the idea is so dang adorable. There will be more and as soon as I get my Ao3 account, little things like this will be linked from there. (Didn’t want to use a Google Doc for safety reasons.) But let the Papa Maul n Baby Path AU commence!! (Check out the playlist if ya like)
A rainy night on Nar Shadaa…
He’d said no. Of all times to just put his foot down and make all the daydreams, and nightmares, of a life without Sidious true, Maul had chosen the Naboo blockade. He wasn’t even sure why he’d done it. He loathed his Master… who wasn’t his master anymore. Just a man. He’d always yearned to be free and yet clung to everything the man had taught him.
Until.
It might’ve been Sidious’ recent change in mood with him. It might’ve been the change in atmosphere Maul himself sensed on the planet. It might’ve been the decades of unending torture. Who was to say?
Point was, Maul was through. He’d taken his ship, abandoning the Trade Federation lackeys to their machinations, and left Naboo. He’s gone to the best place he knew of in the galaxy to disappear, Nar Shadaa, after selling his ship on Sullost, hopping a freighter to Tatooine, then Mandalore, then Pantora and then Nar Shadaa. Just for safety’s sake.
Getting by wasn’t a problem for the Sith. He could pick pockets, threaten, fight. He kept a tiny room over a cantina, listened to the skittering creatures in the walls, and outlined his next move. Maul had no idea what he wanted. What he could even consider doing with his life. This was why he’d remained connected to Sidious: purpose.
So, he took to roaming the streets for a diversion. There were a few odd junk shops Maul found himself frequenting; they sold actually flimsy and leather books sometimes. Maul had never owned anything that Sidious had not given him. These books were… precious. Even if they were barely legible and ridiculously fragile.
Sometimes he slipped into the cantina though the liquors were all warm and revolting.
Maul ate from a meat street vendor on the corner.
And he always erased his presence from the memory of any he spoke to. Sidious would do worse things than kill him should the Sith Lord ever find him. But… for some reason… Maul felt no sense of being hunted.
He was discarded.
Just as well.
The Zabrak existed like this for… a few days, perhaps. Or was it weeks? He was never sure. No one noticed him, as he kept himself from being noticed. He lived quietly for the first time in his life. And the Force seemed… dim in his spirit. Quiet.
It wasn’t until the first heavy rain that Maul’s life, his life, changed.
Even in the jungles of Orsis, Maul had never experienced a downpour like this. He loved it. The steady drum of water on his face and neck. The way it cleared the neon-lit streets. The way the world looked, all shiny and smudged…
He walked in the rain for hours, allowing himself to be drenched entirely… until a fist slammed hard into his guts. The fight was sloppy and quick and Maul recovered quickly from the ambush. Alleyways we’re perfect for quick killing. Cramped. Littered with refuse so the footing was uneven. Maul hauled the three would-be thieves into their grave.
He ripped the throat free from one, fingernails his only blade. Maul’s foot collided with the temple of another, driving the Rhodian’s head hard into the opposite wall. And the last, Maul sent a pebble through her heart.
Afterward, he found much to his convenience, an old dumpster to throw the bodies in when he was done.
Yanking the hatch open, Maul started to hurl the first body in… and then stopped. How had he not heard the cries until now? Possibly the rain. The fight. It would’ve had to have been…
But with the hatch open to the air now, there was nothing to keep the wails of the human baby inside from reaching him. She was small. Very. Not even walking yet, Maul would wager. Filthy and sopping wet, the infant howled, little bits of hair stuck to flushed pale cheeks.
Maul stared. He’d never seen a baby this close before. His grip on his attacker loosened and then the body fell with a sodden plop. He reached over and drew the squirming bundle into his arms. She was cold. Very cold. This… couldn’t be normal.
Why he did it, Maul would never be able to truly say. But he tucked the child into one arm, folding her up in his robe. The baby, sensing warmth and closeness, quieted, huffing softly. The noises were… disarming. Maul disposed of the bodies before leaving and then headed back to his room. He did however stop at a nearby convenience store and, using the Force as a cloak, decided to pick up a few items.
Standing in an aisle lined with diapers, formula, bottles, and soft little garments with ducks and bees all over them made Maul feel like he had entered a fugue state. It smelled strange in this section. Powdery. There was another human man there who looked like he was on the verge of insanity who Maul didn’t even have to use the Force on. He just staggered to a box of diapers and then lurched away, muttering to himself. And he had no clue what to get in order to care for a baby.
Wait. Care? Since when was he going to care for this… just for tonight. If he was going to drop her somewhere, she needed to make an impression, yes?
Right.
So he grabbed one of everything. And then wheeled the cart out of the store. Down the street. And hovered it up to his little room. No one had seen him enter or leave. No one would miss one cart. Not to mention, Maul didn’t care if they did. If they came for him, they would die.
Perhaps harder with this infant in the mix.
The first order of business was to get her cleaned up. And this was a little girl. Maul’s refresher had a bathtub and he ran lukewarm water to wash off all the garbage… liquid from the baby’s hair. Clean her peculiarly sharp nails. Between the stubby little toes. And so on.
She loved the bath. Especially the little yellow duck Maul let her play with while he scrubbed her off.
Getting the diaper on was not simple. It took several tries. But once Maul figured it out, and thanked the Force he’d somehow chosen the right size, that part wasn’t so bad.
The onesie that had seemed mostly likely to fit was, unfortunately, overlarge. The feet hung down several inches below her feet. So Maul cut them off. There wasn’t much he could do about the rest of it though. The baby seemed to like it though. She made little “hum HUM” noises and kicked her feet, blue eyes wide and sparkling.
She inhaled a bottle full of the formula. And burped. Several times. And Maul had to scramble to wipe off her little face because one burp was… loaded.
And then she started to cry again. Maul tried everything to get her to stop, even putting his hand over her mouth. He finally got so agitated at the sound that he lifted his hand… but then the thought of bringing it down made him physically cringe. He couldn’t. Not… not like Sidious had. No. Not like that. With this little bundle? No… no.
“Ma’am,” Maul said firmly, hefting her to eye level with himself, “I know this is not ideal. And that you have had quite an evening. But I need you to please s-”
The baby had been staring into his eyes with a slightly wondrous expression. And then she’d tipped herself forward, with a battle cry of “EH” and latched her toothless mouth onto Maul’s nose. She chewed on him for a moment. And then batted her chubby hands on his cheeks with a delighted squeal.
“Ow,” Maul said, scrunching his eyes shut.
But then she nuzzled her deep auburn curls against his face. “Oooooh.”
“I know, I am so interesting.”
Why was he talking to her?
The baby hummed and then yawned, her head leaning hard on Maul’s cheek. He was probably warm, Maul decided; the baby was still quite cold. Perhaps something with her physiology. So… the Zabrak laid back on the barely existent bed and let the baby snuggle against his cheek. Warm and snug.
And… despite the smell of spit-up on her breath. And the skittering in the walls. And the roaring music downstairs… they slept.
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plumbum-art · 19 days
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❤️ VALENTIN'S FIC UPDATE ❤️
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Wanna be with you everywhere by @moonyinpisces @saglaophonos and @plumbum-art
It’s their first Valentine's Day as that sort of couple, and Aziraphale and Crowley are determined to do as humans do. Five times London finds a way to ruin their perfect night, and the one time a perfect night finds them.
CHAPTER 2 - WOULDN'T IT BE NICE
Summary: Crowley picks up Aziraphale for their human date on the human holiday, to which nothing extraordinary happens.
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invisible-brandy · 4 months
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screaming
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yeehawpim · 2 months
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Valentine's day collab with @julnites!!
He did all the pretty colours/painting, go check out his art!
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proteidaes · 3 months
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Happy to reveal my full piece for the Artsy Friends GROWTH art book! 🐉🌳 My piece was inspired by Peridexion Trees and the dragons associated with them.
🌷GROWTH is live now!!🌷 This is a collaboration artbook featuring whimsy illustrations from 19 artists, all themed around the word "growth"! If you're interested in snagging a copy you can find all the details here! 👀📚
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cranity · 1 month
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Astarion class swap🔮🧙‍♀️ Collab with @heph!
We swapped Gale and Astarions classes in a "what if" scenario. Here's comp I sketched + Rogue!Gale concept :] We honestly think he'd be a terrible rogue lol
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mochispresso · 3 months
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Another one from the cross guild merch collab
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zipsunz · 4 months
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a comic i made for hero's birthday 🍳 ✨
(art by me, script by @sunkitty143!)
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heph · 1 month
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Gale class swap 🔪🥷 Collab with @cranity !
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We each sketched a rough, then swapped our compositions for lines and colours! Here's the other half ❤️
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And here's the comp and the critter that I sent to Roxy! This fit was heavily inspired by the Weave set in BG3, in Astarion's signature colours and with an undershirt that is more rogue-like and modest. A tiara and jewelry because he's a fancy boy 🥰
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collabwithmyself · 10 months
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how has NOBODY else made a gif of nimona's tapetum lucidum yet it made me go insane
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nyxisart · 5 months
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Meeting another trans person in the wild ft. @kaylasartwork !
Thank you for the collab, it was really nice working with such a talented artist! Please go check her work if you haven't already!
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plumbum-art · 13 days
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@hibyefics and @plumbum-art proudly present
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Launch Sequence
a M-rated prelude to the Relationship for Beginners series by @hibyefics
"It wasn't too much, though? Really?"
"Agh," said Crowley, butterflies still a riot in his belly. "I mean - yeah. Just takes some getting used to. The - spit.
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