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abd-illustrates · 11 months
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💜 🦑 SQUID BOIS 🦑💜
I missed drawing these DnD lads but I finally caught a moment to doodle them again! 🥺😭  (Felix is my warlock and his patron Kevin belongs to our DM!)
(DON’T EDIT / REUPLOAD TO OTHER SITES / ACCOUNTS) ♻️reblogs are lovely tho!♻️  
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snailsnaps · 1 year
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i got brainrot again and it would NOT LET ME REST until i drew them
hello, meet the robo-turtle
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alienssstufff · 7 months
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Non-Fiction
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fellas is it gay to hallucinate your sworn enemy only to realise you hallucinated you AS him killing a past version of you, taking what (metaphorically) symbolises your heart out of your own beating chest, and eating it ?
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Ica (Ultimate Pilot) sprite I have on standby for a future spoiler
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shortcakelils · 3 months
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I’ve been drawing ponies for the last week sorry guys
The unicorn is Silvia Star and the pegasus is Storm Stripe
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little-red-fool · 4 months
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Letting Pascal revel in whatever religion-driven insanity he has.
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br3adtoasty · 1 year
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Youssef O’Toodles
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Japanese ユセフ・オトゥードル
Twisted From Toodles (Mickey Mouse Clubhouse)
Voiceclaim Rie Takahashi
Gender Non-binary (they/he/she)
Sexuality Unlabeled, but definitely not straight
Age 18
Homeland ???
Family Father, Grandmother
School Year First
Class 1A
Club Carpentry Club
Best Subject PE
Dominant Hand Ambidextrous
Favorite Food Meshabek, Hotdogs
Least Favorite Food None
Dislike People with no imagination
Hobby Roller-skating, playing in playgrounds (you’re never too old!)
Magical Item: A Tool for Later!
A set of magically enchanted bag and cardigan. Any item or material, usually tools, can be pulled out from the many pockets they have, but only for 4 times per day. The bag seems to also have an unlimited space for storage. Though, they can only be utilized by Youssef themself. So don’t ever think about stealing them, ok?!
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A magicless student from another world. One day Youssef found themself waking up in Night Raven College with almost no memory of their life prior. But with the handcrafted bag and cardigan his grandmother gifted to him, Youssef is set on enjoying her time in this twisted world and whatever it has to offer as much as possible.
Known for his incredible skills at problem-solving and repairing things. It is said that if you shout the name ‘O’Toodles’ once or twice, Youssef will come rolling in on his wheels in a matter of seconds, with no regards to the location. On the roof, in the air, underwater, even in your private quarters, you name it! Whatever you have problems with, they’re always there to help.
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yuco-the-alien116 · 7 months
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Day 1: Comfort
Parky noms Mac to help her relax and calm down after a crying fit.
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Parky belongs to @grandthefoxdelusion and Mac is my persona!
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palilious · 8 months
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bonks my ghost to let him know that he's doing a good job
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hibernationsuit · 1 month
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just some guy. and his emotional support vanilla latte. trying to survive the horrors (day time job)
taglist (reply/dm to be added/removed):
@spaceratprodigy @solstheimtxt @babylon5 @terendelev @velocitic @reaperkiller @devilbrakers @edgepunk @yrlietlanaevyss @honeylemony @wavebf @vvanessaives @the-lastcall @katsigian @primonizzutto @hiddenbeks
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blebsandgears · 2 months
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Rate this Vore Trope: Prey hates thunder and unfortunately for them a huge and very loud thunderstorm has rolled in. So they go to their Pred friend and ask to be swallowed so they won’t have to hear the thunder anymore. Their Pred friend is all too happy to oblige and noms them keeping them safe in their belly while the storm rages on outside but the prey barely hears it anymore.
10/10 I’m a weak person when it comes to comfort vore!
I can imagine Pred putting on some soft muic and putting the speakers to their belly to help lull prey into sleep again AHHHHH
Thank you for the trope!!!
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wexhappyxfew · 1 month
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hi shannon! i saw you were taking prompts and i knew i HAD to ask for bessie! can i ask for "i wouldn't miss it for anything" from the random dialouge prompts for her? excited to see what you come up with!
HEY BLU!!!! thanks so much for stopping by! :) let's just say i had a LOT of fun with this prompt and got to play with a few OCs i haven't introduced in writing yet - so, please enjoy our resident navigator of Silver Bullets, bessie carlisle, with judy rybinski and a guest appearance from marianne salinger! please enjoy and thank you again!
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"Has Tommy written you?" Judy asked quietly from beside her against one of the walls inside the flying club, nudging her shoulder with that small smile of hers, "Any news from the Pacific?" Bessie grinned and pulled the letter from her pocket.
"That and some newspaper cutouts of the 100th that he's been seeing," Bessie said pushing some hair behind her ears, "a real sweetheart, truly, my Tommy." Judy giggled and looked through the cutouts and glanced at Bessie.
"He popped the question yet?" Bessie glanced at Judy before smiling slightly and crossing her arms.
"He's hinted….through his letters. When I see you again…..my Ma's house….back porch looks beautiful in the summer….I'll get you flowers the second we're home and a nice dinner….Mr. Thomas McKenzie isn't smooth when it comes to covering up his intentions in the sweetest way possible." Bessie said with a chuckle and Judy giggled again.
"Please tell me I can attend the wedding." Judy said, gripping Bessie's arm gently with a soft squeeze, "I'll make my Mom's lemon and blueberry scones for the bridal shower."
"Awe, Judy," Bessie said with a grin, "of course you'd be there, dressed in a beautiful blue dress no doubt. One that matches your eyes. All the girls." Judy grinned - she always looked happiest with the women of Silver Bullets. Her smile looked best glazed on her face with joy.
"I wouldn't miss it for anything, you know that." Judy said, looping an arm through Bessie's, "And you two are going to have a wonderful family, and a cute little home, and you'll be the best geography teacher Queens has ever seen."
"Thanks, Judy." Bessie whispered and Judy watched her, genuinely and deeply, her eyes peaking out from behind her long eyelashes and bright, blue eyes.
Judy, young as she was, was by far one of the most genuine people one would ever meet. Attentive, kind, considerate, as well as someone with incredibly good aim (but you wouldn't guess that about her from first meeting), Judy was like Bessie's little sister in some ways. An incredibly good friend, listener, and tagged along with every opportunity - beers, darts, dancing - she was there.
"Good evening, ladies," both Bessie and Judy looked up and over and found the newest replacement pilot - Lieutenant Robert Rosenthal - stood there, perfectly gelled and curled hair, a soft look in his eyes, a slight smile on his face, and his peak cap tucked under his arm, "I don't mean to interrupt." Bessie watched the Lieutenant; she'd never spoken to him, but Annie had come back from a meeting with Operations, mentioning that she'd had a run-in with a new Lieutenant, Robert Rosenthal, and that he'd been real sweet, a calm presence, and had flown B-17s in Texas in his skivvies. Bessie smiled. Quite the combination.
"Not at all," Bessie said, with a wide smile growing on her face, "what can we do for you?" Lieutenant Rosenthal smiled and nodded and stuck out a hand.
"Robert Rosenthal, I just wanted to introduce myself to all the women a part of Silver Bullets," he said, and Bessie shook his hand firmly, "I met Lieutenant Bradshaw and she advised for it and said you'd all be here, and I wanted to follow through with that."
"Bessie Carlisle, I'm the navigator." she said, before glancing at Judy and almost chuckling at her face. Judy - sweet, innocent, Judy Rybinski, was stood, bright-red in the face, a nervous smile on her lips, watching Lieutenant Rosenthal, staring up at him like she suddenly didn't know how to speak. Bessie nudged her ribs.
"Judy Rybinski, sir," Judy said, sticking out a hand, "turret-ball gunner. Pleasure to meet you." Bessie watched Lieutenant Rosenthal shake her hand, a small smile on his face as he nodded, before readjusting his gaze to the two of them.
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you both," he said, "Lieutenant Bradshaw discussed with me the previous happenings of Silver Bullets and her position as well….I'm sorry about Captain Faulkner." Bessie watched Lieutenant Rosenthal, feeling Judy's tightening grip on her arm an evident signal that Judy's emotions about Captain Faulkner were still as prominent as the day it had happened.
The day Francis had called over the comms that Birdie had died on impact, that she, Francis herself, was taking control of the fort, that she was going to make sure they'd make it all back, safely. Bessie remembered Judy coming up and out of the ball turret, eyes red, stumbling as she tried to control herself, curled up in her cot thereafter, struggling to get out of bed. It was their first real loss and ultimately the most devastating. It wasn't like they'd gone down and she was MIA; she was gone, she was dead.
"She was one of the best pilots I'd ever met," Bessie said, "thank you though, Lieutenant Rosenthal." Lieutenant Rosenthal nodded and then looked towards Judy. Bessie took a willing glance at Judy and saw her, a few drips of tears in her eyes being fought back in her vision and she nodded.
"Yes, sir, one of the best," Judy offered.
"I'm sorry," Lieutenant Rosenthal said quickly, "I didn't mean to upset you both, just that I recognize how important she was to the 100th-"
"No, no," Bessie said quickly, placing a hand on his arm and shaking her head, "not at all, she was the best, but really, don't worry, it's okay." Lieutenant Rosenthal smiled and nodded and then glanced towards Judy again.
"Can I buy you both something?" he asked them. Bessie knew Judy had a nearly entirely filled beer in her hand and that Bessie's was almost out, so she cleared her throat and nodded.
"Yeah, Judy here could use a refill, I'm pretty filled though still with my beer, thank you though, Lieutenant." she said with a nod and glanced at Judy who was staring at Bessie with wide eyes.
"Let me get you something," Lieutenant Rosenthal said to Judy and Bessie watched as Judy swallowed and stood up a bit straighter and nodded.
"Thank you, sir, I'd appreciate it." Judy said, nervously tucking her dark brown strands of hair behind her ears that had fallen from her curls, "You really don't have to though, sir, I was thinking of taking the rest of the night in." Lieutenant Rosenthal smiled - he had an incredibly nice smile - and glanced back at the bar and then back towards Judy.
"You sure?" he asked her, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. Judy watched him for a moment before a nervous smile grew on her face.
"Maybe just one drink then, sir," she said, her cheeks glowing red, before glancing towards Bessie, "I'll be back in a bit, Bes, don't wait up for me." Bessie grinned and watched as Judy stepped forward and waded beside Lieutenant Rosenthal towards the other part of the bar, a smile riding on her face, far and wide. Bessie couldn't remember the last time Judy had let herself as loose as she seemed to be tonight. She deserved to relax a bit, especially with how the last few months had been for her.
"A pleasure to meet you, Lieutenant Carlisle," Lieutenant Rosenthal said with a wave over his shoulder and Judy shot her a grin. Bessie nodded with a smile.
"Who's that?" a voice asked, appearing beside Bessie in record fashion - she glanced over and found Marianne Salinger, resident tail gunner of Silver Bullets, with her orange cat, Frank, curled in her arms, a slight smile dancing on her face as she watched Judy stand at the bar next to Lieutenant Rosenthal, the widest smile spread on her cheeks.
"Lieutenant Robert Rosenthal, you heard anything about him?" Bessie asked her. Marianne shrugged her shoulders and glanced towards Bessie.
"Flew planes in skivvies, that's about it. Likes Artie Shaw, taps his fingers a lot." Marianne said quietly, ever-observant as she was, "Seems like a nice crew, don't know much else though." Bessie smirked and glanced over back towards Judy and found her rather excitedly talking to Lieutenant Rosenthal - Judy was very enthusiastic about a select few things and that usually involved intense hand-waving and apt descriptions and Bessie could tell the girl was in her element. And Lieutenant Rosenthal, ever the enthralled and attentive person he appeared to be, was listening intently and deeply, his eyes seemingly refusing to leave her face.
"Judy looks happy and I think that's all that matters," Marianne said with a smile, lifting up the fat, orange cat, "and we'll let Frank here get the final word, but at the minute, if she's happy, I'm happy." Bessie reached forward and scratched behind Frank's ears, the cat purring slightly and the touch before she noticed the slight tear in his ear.
"What happened to Frank here?" Bessie asked and Marianne rolled her eyes and glanced towards where DeMarco was with Meatball.
"Meatball was bothering Frank, and so Frank, as he should, not putting up with his bullshit, fought back and well, his poor little ear got the brunt of it," Marianne said, "I was up Benny's ass about letting Meatball all about - you know it killed one of the neighbors' chickens? I told Benny to get a grip on his dog or else there'd be issues." Bessie let out a laugh and shook her head and Marianne sighed.
"Major Cleven had to go pay the poor son-of-a-bitch because Meatball killed the thing," Marianne grumbled, "I mean, Frank's one of the most chaotic cats I've ever gotten the pleasure of holding, but he's not going around doing that. He's just crazy when he wants, but I control him."
"You're too funny, Mar," Bessie said and watched as Marianne smirked and shook her head, "so, you want to introduce yourself to Lieutenant Rosenthal, get the pleasantries out of the way with Frank?" Marianne smirked and glanced towards the Lieutenant and Judy, before glancing at Bessie.
"Let's wait until Judy has come down for air first," Marianne said, "she's having fun. Frank can sniff him out later."
"Sounds like a plan," Bessie said.
And to top off the night - Frank really loved Lieutenant Rosenthal.
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naurasweetarudesu · 4 months
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Everytime someone give Sri pats on the head, her will to live increased by 15%
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couchtaro · 6 months
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Just have to say I am slowly finding your D&D OC art and all I can say is Phaela is so neat, she's so cool. A star druid / cleric?! And stars are pods of bioluminescent whales?!?! And her god is a god of simple pleasures?!!! I am in love, she is a stellar character, I am delighted.
Your art is fantastic, thank you for sharing her and your art!
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Ghfhfhhfhd!! Fhfhd!! Ah!! (“Stellar” ha, nice one)
Thank you so much! I’m so glad you like her! As you can likely tell I forget to post here often oops. for your kind words, please accept some Images!
This is Phaela’s starry form (archer)! Those spectral whales fill with light and can be fired like lasers
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Her old Shadowfell outfit, which she has resumed wearing now that they’re doing an arctic exploration quest!
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Recently she was almost entirely turned to stone, starting with her hand, which no longer glows like the rest of her does oops! 💦💦 It’s fine though! Haha nothing to worry about nope we’re all better and fixed and any permanent scarring is like, nonimportant and doesn’t mean anything actually
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imogenkol · 5 months
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☃️ OC HOLIDAY APPRECIATION — Maura Foster for @jackiesarch 🎁
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smiles-ocs · 2 months
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Trying to figure out Millie’s design cuz she is giving me ✨ struggles ✨
I like her casual outfit, it’s cute, but the work outfit is a bit difficult, but hopefully I can figure it out. It seems that I may change her outfit a few times, but hey, who wears the same outfit everyday? Hhh
Anyways I love her pink color scheme, it’s cute.
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mockhoundart · 5 months
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I DID THE SILLY MEME Go HERE for context
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