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verysomia · 25 days
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BACK FROM THE DEAD EVEN THO NO ONE CARES 😚🤪
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onyxghoul · 5 months
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Quick redraw of that official art for the Dee vs Heavy poll they put out
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theinternetphantom · 2 months
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hey guess what guys…
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So no ones gonna talk about this post from heavy’s Instagram ? No one is gonna comment on how Dee and Heavy found their fathers old clothes in CHES’ closet ? no one ?
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l-pandamatic-l · 2 years
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My Brother Loves You
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You groaned, dropping your bag down your shoulders. You looked up at the sky, blinking when you hear a familiar voice.
"And then she went woosh. You should of been there."
You looked back, smiling, waving, catching Heavy's attention as he runs to you.
"Y/n!" He jumps on you, nearly causing you to fall. Dee rolled his eyes, annoyed with his brother.
"I didn't know you guys lived down this way?"
Heavy shook his head, "We don't. Dee was going-"
Dee punches Heavy's arm, causing him to wince in pain.
"What was that for?" He rubbed his arm, as his brother glared at him.
"We missed our turn."
"Oh, um do you want to walk with me?"
"SuRe-" Dee's voiced squeaked, causing him to blush and you awkwardly laugh.
"Why are you acting weird, Dee?" Heavy asked, as he looked at you and then back as his brother, before his eyes widened in realization. "Oh!"
You turned around to walk and the brothers walked with you. You pulled out your phone, feeling it vibrate in your pocket, sighing when seeing a text from your friend. You typed away, before putting it back in your pocket.
"So Y/n..."
"So Heavy...?"
He didn't beat around the bush and just blurted, "Uh.. You know my brother likes you?"
You blushed, as Dee glared at his brother, eyes wide and twitching. You looked at Dee, before looking back at Heavy, "Uh... Well- No, I wasn't.. um, completely aware of that?"
Dee groaned, grabbing his brother's arm and headed back the way they came from and heading off as you watched the brothers, scared for Heavy's life.
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The best nerd x goth couple
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st7arlight · 5 months
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hey. are you ever part of a dead fandom that mostly does not speak the same language as you? and the source material also isn't in your language? you'll never guess what i was up to last year
(drop 1/2 of my old Metal Family sketches)
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MF silhouette thingy I did for my computer background
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sad-all-life · 8 months
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Приятно в выходной просто порисовать Хэви для души...
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sonufabitchhhhh · 1 year
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Metal Family - Dee x Reader
Your Secret’s Out and the Best Part is it isn’t Even a Good One
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Summary (Request 1): HEY UH CAN U WRITE A DEE FANFIC WITH A S/O THAT CAN DRAW REALLT GOOD AND ONE DAY SHE LEAVES HER SKETCHBOOK AT DEES HOUSE AND HE SEES THAT THERES PICTURES OF HIM IN IT? - @ilovesillycats
(Request 2): maybe dee takes y/n somewhere, like maybe to a park and asks her on a date! >:3 - @katdragon1915
Masterlist
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Y/n and Dee were practically inseparable. Everyone knew this; it was hard not to know this when they're always by each other's side.
They had plenty in common, and y/n's sweet nature naturally balanced out Dee's sarcasm.
However, while Dee was more the brains, y/n was more the artist. Dee would help y/n with homework and assignments when they'd study together, but though she always had it with her, he was never allowed to see her sketchbook.
Dee had seen some of y/n's art, when she'd been sketching random pieces in the art rooms at school for example. But she was very protective over most of her work. If ever he saw she was sketching, Dee would always try to sneak a peek. If she didn't move, or gave him more space to look, that was his permission, but if she held her work closer, Dee knew to back off.
The only thing Dee couldn't understand was why she wouldn't let him see most of her work. He'd seen some of her pieces, why couldn't he see the others. He knew her art was brilliant, he always made sure to compliment her on her skills. So why?
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"What are you drawing?" Dee asked mindlessly, as y/n drew in her sketchbook next to him while they hung out at his place.
They're time together would often go like this: the two listening to music on Dee's bed, while they chatted about anything and everything, and y/n would draw her secretive artwork.
"That's for me to know, and you to inconclusively wonder about." Y/n replied with a smile, knowing it was killing him to find out.
"Uggghhh! C'mon y/n! You know I love your work, there's nothing you could show me that I wouldn't like."
"Who said you liking it is the problem?" Y/n paused her movements to stare at him, cocking an eyebrow.
"Then why can't I see?" Dee propped himself up a bit more, thinking he was closing in on an answer.
"Well... that's for me to know, and you-"
"Alright! I get it!" Dee huffed while y/n laughed musically.
The two went back to their mindless conversation until y/n had to leave.
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It was late in the evening, long after y/n had left, when Dee saw it. Y/n's sketchbook. She had taken her case of pencils, but she must've forgotten to take the sketchbook along with it.
Dee had spent the better part of an hour after this discovery, trying to decide whether to look through it or not.
He was desperate to know what was in there, but was it worth violating her privacy? Then again, she would never have to know. But he wants her to show him her work, willingly. He wants to watch her explain each line, and feature to him like she has with so many other works. But if she never knows about him looking through it, there's still time for that...
With that final thought, he cracked the book open slightly, the worn cover, and untethering spine holding together so many pages. With just the smallest amount open, he could see smudges of pencil around the edges of the pages from where she'd shaded drawings and gotten pencil on her hands, later to rub off on the outer edges of the page.
With a deep breath, he fully opened the book to a random page. He had no idea what to say to what he was met with.
A beautifully drawn picture of himself was sitting on the page. He had no idea when it was from, but he was looking off somewhere, smiling sincerely. He must've been with her at the time to be smiling so pleasantly.
The way she'd drawn him, each line, each gradient, perfectly brought out his best features. He liked the way he looked in this drawing better than he'd ever liked the look of himself in any mirror or photo.
He somewhat reluctantly turned the page, but was pleasantly surprised when he saw another drawing of himself, somehow even better than the last.
Dee flipped through pages for a long time, taking the care to admire the ever present skill in each sketch.
After a while, he came to a drawing and realised that it was of him today, as he had sat on his bed next to y/n, like so many other of the drawings, yet still different. Sure enough, there was no drawing on the next page. So this is what she had been drawing this whole time. Why she wouldn't let him see. Was she embarrassed? Did this make him her muse? Either way, all he wanted to do was tell her he loved each and every piece, for they truly reflected her skill, and brought out a beauty in him that he thought he wouldn't ever be able to see in anything other than her art. He doesn't understand how she's able to see it and capture it.
But he knows he can't tell her what he saw. It would only prove that he betrayed her trust and looked through the art she was so protective of. But would it be worth it to assure her it's ok?
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The next day y/n and Dee went to the local park, which was pretty dead, as per usual. Dee had insisted on going somewhere different for a change.
The two had been sitting at the swings, talking for a while. It was peaceful. But Dee seemed... skittish.
"Hey Dee?" Y/n asked sweetly. With an indicating hum as response, she continued. "Are you alright? You seem a little on edge today."
A momentary look of inner turmoil crossed his face, but was gone before y/n could process, leaving her wondering if she'd truly seen it. "I'm fine. I almost forgot, you, uh.. left this at my place yesterday." Dee stated plainly while handing over her sketchbook from his bag.
"Oh my god, I didn't even notice it was gone!" Y/n had a look of horror on her face, as if she'd abandoned a dear friend and they were scowling at her for it. "I wasn't going to bring it with me today 'cause I didn't think there'd be much space to draw in the park."
Y/n cradled the sketchbook close to her chest and smiled at Dee gratefully. Dee loved that smile. Maybe she should forget her belongings more often.
"Anyway, there was something I wanted to-" Dee began speaking, with an air of nervousness around him, but was abruptly interrupted by y/n.
"Wait!" Y/n spoke with dread in her tone. "Did you... did you look in my sketchbook?"
Dee saw the look of pure fear on her face, and his heart melted at the thought of her being so afraid of him seeing her art. It was so beautiful, how could she be so scared of him seeing it?
He debated lying for a moment, to preserve her feelings and give her the chance to show him her work in her own time. But then he thought enough is enough. She was going to hear acceptance from him whether she liked it or not.
With a deep breath and an attempt at a calm demeanour, Dee addressed her concerns. "I did look in your sketchbook," he began, and hurriedly continued at the flash of concern on her face, "but I thought your drawings were incredible!"
Y/n took a moment to reply. Was he lying to make her feel better? Was he secretly creeped out at all the drawings of him?
"But what about all of the drawings of... we'll, of you?" Y/n asked fearfully. "Aren't you.. freaked out that I drew so many?"
"Of course not!" Dee reassured.
Dee wasn't really the type to say sweet affirmations, or even to just be generally nice, but y/n was always an exception. He would say all the nice things in the world about y/n.
"I loved every drawing in that book. You're so, so talented, and the only thing that surprised me was the fact that you wanted to draw me!" Dee blushed slightly at that, wondering (hoping) that maybe she liked staring at his features. Maybe she liked drawing him because she thought he was worthy of being her art. Maybe she liked him too.
"Well of course I want to draw you, Dee." Y/n blushed a cute shade of pink, and smiled sweetly. "You're so pretty Dee, and honestly, I could simply never get sick of drawing you. Especially when you smile." Dee blushed scarlet at her words, at a loss for what to say to such a genuine compliment.
A moment of silence passed between them, neither knowing what to say.
"Y/n?"
Y/n hummed slightly in reply, anticipation rising for what he would say.
"Would you, maybe, I dunno, want to... go out some time? With me?" Dee asked, a nervous wreck.
With her wits slightly returning at the confirmation that Dee actually liked her back, y/n officially decided to be a smartass. "Isn't that kind of what we're doing?"
"Oh you know what I mean!" Dee huffed with a dramatic groan, blushing endlessly at her decision to tease him.
Y/n smiled like an idiot. "I'd love to, Dee."
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A/N: omg I'm so ridiculously sorry for how long it's been! Especially since it's been literally forever since I received those requests! I've had serious writers block recently, especially for Dee cos I've been thinking about other fandoms, but I'm back! And I'm hoping I can try and get more fics out, or at the very least start a few. Again, super sorry! Hope you all enjoyed, please let me know any feedback or requests!
Hope you have a great day/night,
~ SonofaBeach
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verysomia · 9 months
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Poor poor Dee 😅😭
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onyxghoul · 11 months
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"You didn't know? Just don't cry."
Needed to redraw one of my favorite frames from the newest episode.
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silly stuff I made in class<3
(btw Mickey is the brown haired girl who wanted to get her tongue pierced I saw another user say it would probably be her name and I agree haha)
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divinequo · 25 days
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AAAAAAÀAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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tic-toc-clock77 · 8 days
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A lot of my TicciWork family stuff is based off Metal Family (that you can find and watch for free on YouTube in Russian and English, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WATCH IT)
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Toby: Glam
Clocky: Vicky
Liam/Lee (older son): Dee
Aaron (younger son): Heavy
Also
Jeff = Chive
PLEASE WATCH METAL FAMILY PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE ITS SO GOOD I PROMISE
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