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subakuryu · 2 years

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YarkWark fan stuffs

Yesterday was the 2nd anniversary of YarkWark's passing and... it's all been a blur. Things have changed immensely over the past two years since that I could've never imagined. Good and bad. So many of us miss her, and so I'm releasing some stuff that involve a few of her OCs and some of my Team Prototype fan OC stuff as well. Just dumping it all because they'll otherwise be sitting in the binary darkness of my hard drive till it dies. I don't want that. So here's a bunch of unreleased stuff all centered/adjacent to YarkWark's Team Prototype universe that I've drawn the past two years. Both rough and rougher. Hope she and all of ya'll enjoy. If ya have any questions about any of these, feel free to ask away! ----- Some descriptions of the images in order: 1) Barbs is my attempt at making a Solar Glider OC. I wanted to make one who would be the main delivery person for Nido's stuff. With Buzz being the only Solar Glider that Yark had released, I wanted someone to be his opposite. She's a tough, capable, n strong willed ol' lady with a sharp tongue if ya play the fool, haha! 2) Yeah. That's the Megamind meme, but with Barbs. "No shipments?" 3) I've released this on Twitter before, but I'll share it again. Yark's Darigan Bori, "Calander." Neopets is where I first encountered Yark as Armadi way back when she made a few comics for the Neopian Times. She has a special place in my heart. This sketch is modeled after the memory I have of an exit image from one of Yark's custom webpages she made on neopets. 4) A bunch of needlix anatomy practice in which I was trying to get a feel for how I wanted to draw Nido more similarly to how Yark drew her needlixes. So you can see sketch attempts at Kolt, Wart, Milkzee, Tala, and Kaz. 5-6) I had the silly idea that Nido's resting grump face would one day get him in trouble so this is an abandoned attempt at trying to make a silly comic strip how it might go down. While making the strip I got the extra silly notion that just Nido's luck, Trask happens to be in the area and intercepts. An even sillier idea came to me that maybe Trask would further exacerbate the situation with his own scary face, but I never got that far, hahahaha..... 7) Started making a fan Razorwing OC based on blue jay aesthetic as an incognito gift. 8) An attempt of trying to draw a scene of Nido passing to the unidentified Razorwing . I have learned I am terrible with cars as many artists have found out. 9) I love Ziggs. One of my favorite characters and one of my mains when I still played LoL. Tinks sure feels like he has a loooot in common with Ziggs and I feel that a certain meme image needed to be sketched out, haha! There needs to be more Tinks fanart! 10) This sketch practice was done in tandem with the silly comic above when I tried adding Trask in. Needed to get the facial proportions and shape jussst right! I am actually quite proud of that sketch on the right! 11) Volrex is forever the pessimistic, morose Razorwing and… just once… I wanted to see how he'd look if something ignited a lil light within him. Even for a moment.

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maxieyyyy · 2 months

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Ok I made a hazbin hotel oc

BUT LET IT BE KNOWN I HATE VIVZIEPOP AND MADE THIS OC FOR MY FRIEND

And also because I wanted to draw my OC beating up characters I hate in hazbin hotel

Here’s Kolt, it uses it/it’s pronouns

I made it a candle head because I see no one talking abt them

Some art + my friends oc and gifs

Again I am Viviez’s #1 hater

#artists on tumblr #hazbin hotel #vivziepop sucks #hazbin hotel oc #hazbin hotel candle head #hazbin hotel original character #hazbin hotel hell born #oc #oc artist #art #oc art #vivziepop hater #Kolt

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popkverse · 1 year

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Idols da ARR Labels são flagrados em festa fora de controle no porto de Incheon

Na madrugada do dia 8 de maio, a polícia de Seul foi chamada para acabar com uma festa que estava acontecendo em um barco de classe alta no porto de Incheon. Segundo os passantes que fizeram a denúncia, a festa vinha acontecendo desde as 16h da tarde com música muito alta e uma quantidade altíssima de pessoas, além de quantias exacerbantes de álcool e drogas. Após averiguação, foi constatado que era uma festa de aniversário, e quem fez a denúncia alega que a festa só continha celebridades da indústria do entretenimento. Dentre os nomes apontados pelos mesmos estão as seguintes celebridades:

As atrizes Suki e Camilla. Os solistas Paris e Chaemin. Jack e Junny do Burst. Eugene, Gabi e Wine do Timeless. Mara do Nephentes. Hawk, Shoto, Victor e Ying do Narcissus. Kolt e Ewan do 2U.

A polícia foi até o local, mas saiu sem fazer nenhuma apreensão, permitindo que a festa continuasse noite a dentro. As informações ainda estão sendo averiguadas e nenhuma empresa se pronunciou sobre o assunto.

Comentários dos netizens.

[+277 -82] Narcissus em época de comeback e fazendo uma merda dessas… Não sei porque não me surpeende mais.

[+433 -285] Mentira que os mais velhos do Timeless estão todos nessa? Eles não debutaram tipo, ontem? Que mal exemplo pros mais novos do grupo.

[+356 -140] Esse Chaemin não é aquele do Vicci? Aposto que os meninos devem estar muito decepcionados com ele vendo isso.

[+468 -389] É a segunda vez que vocês só hoje que vocês enfiam o nome da Camilla em algo nada a ver e essa porcaria nem é confirmada, vocês não se cansam?

[+358 -137] A Paris é uma lady, jamais se meteria em algo assim, parem de inventar coisas idiotas.

[+387 -188] Eu não esperava isso do Nephentes, acho que deve ser verdade que a gente nunca conhece nossos idols.

[+289 -42] Os 2U tudo com quase 40 anos e ainda sendo criticados por adolescente por se divertirem.

[+356 -189] É sério que vocês estão acreditando no que essa merda de site posta? Claramente estão querendo boicotar todo mundo.

[+389 -287] Eu bem que sempre achei os meninos do Burst com cara de problemáticos, acho que estava certo.

[+376 -249] Digo o mesmo da Suki, sempre achei que ela tivesse cara de troublemaker.

#noticias #suki #camilla #paris #chaemin #jack #junny #burst #eugene #gabi #wine #timeless #mara #nephentes #hawk #shoto #victor #ying #narcissus #kolt #ewan #2u

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yxngmxxchi · 2 years

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did u ever get this feeling in waking up in october?

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#red octopus #red october #donnie darko #music #queen elizabeth ii funeral #darkwave #dino crisis #archive #soundcloud #sadboys #KOLT #EATBRAIN #dnb #dubstep #dance music #dark aesthetic #Youtube

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sodeartomyheart · 2 years

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Samisk kvinne i lærdrakt Sverige 1880 by saamiblog Via Flickr: Sami woman in traditional leather costume before 1880, Sweden. Dette er et gamelt bilde som er laget etter fotografi. saamiblog.blogspot.com/

#Gakti #Kofte #samedrakt #Kolt #Saami #Sami #Samisk #Samiske #Samer #Sweden #Swedish #Svenske #costume #lær #leather #flickr

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fullmetaleditor · 20 days

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I haven’t had the energy or the focus to draw something this complex in MONTHS so fingers crossed I can finish it!!

COUGH totally reffed from one of the cool ps2 game covers

#fullmetal alchemist #fma #fmab #marcela kolt #my art #fma oc #olivier armstrong #this is what fixing all my meds does to a mfer

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clickerflight · 2 months

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Fallen: Part 8 - Bid for Escape

There he goooooooo

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Part 7

Content: Drug whump mention, blindness whump, bad guy gets choked out, another bad guy gets blown up, general pain making escape difficult

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Silence stretched between Kolt and Adam, Kolt still panting from the strain of fighting against the hallucinations.

Adam blinked in surprise, confusion on his face. “You, what? I-”

Kolt got a hold of himself as Adam, panic on his face, started to reach out to push him down and restrain him again.

Kolt didn’t let him get that far.

Kolt’s head spun a little as he surged up, slamming Adam back.

Adam yelped, tripping back over his chair and slamming to the floor, scrambling for the counter.

Kolt clumsily threw himself down after Adam, getting an elbow around Adam’s throat and sealing his other hand over Adam’s mouth, silencing him as Adam scratched at the floor and at Kolt’s arms, trying to free himself and breathe.

Kolt’s muscles trembled as he tightened his hold, cutting off Adam’s breath and blood flow with his elbow. He just needed to hold out until Adam passed out. He had his hand over Adam’s nose as well so it shouldn’t take too long. He hoped not. He wasn’t as weak as he had been, but he was still not healed.

“I trusted you,” Kolt hissed into Adam’s ear, hoping no one out in the hall could hear the struggle. “It took me a while to realize what was going on. You know you shouldn't have been here. Grow a spine.”

Adam’s struggles slowly weakened until Adam was well and truly unconscious. Kolt let him go, taking a moment to breath and stretch his arms before he forced himself up, limping to the door.

He waited, listening for a moment before he opened the door.

He walked out into the hall, already giving himself a headache with how he squinted and widened his eyes and squinted again, trying to see if there was anyone nearby who could spot him. It was almost useless, the colors blurring together in ways that would easily mask any movement after a certain distance away. He just needed to get out fast and to a doctor he could trust.

He limped quickly down a hall, choosing a direction at random. He found a window, too reinforced for him to get out through, but it supplied him with the knowledge that he was on the second or third floor. He had to find his way down somehow.

He needed to get out. If he was caught now he would surely go back to Dr. LeAnne. He didn’t even know what she would do to him. He had gotten quite used to the box and the jar. He wasn’t scared of them anymore and he wasn’t scared of wasting away in a cage.

What he was scared of was her imagination.

He managed to find an elevator, and he could make out the numbers on the buttons when he leaned in close. He hesitated between picking ground level or the garage floor. He chose the garage. There would be a way out if the employees parked their cars there, and it would hopefully be more empty. He wouldn’t be able to fight off more than a single person at a time, and not for long. His legs were already trembling, each and every joint beginning to feel like they were being set on fire.

When he was nearly to the garage, he flinched at the loud blaring sound of a klaxon, the elevator slowly winding to a halt with a sad little whine, and the lights going out in the elevator.

Kolt cursed himself inwardly. He should have known something like this would happen, but he knew for a fact he wouldn’t have been able to make it down all those stairs in a timely fashion.

He pressed at the button he’d seen earlier that had been marked with the symbol of a door opening, and he was relieved when the doors parted and let light in.

Kolt had made it down to the garage level, and while there were red lights flashing and a ruckus noise blaring, there weren’t any people swarming about down here.

He slowly lowered himself to the floor of the elevator, scooting to the edge of it and hopping out, rolling with the fall despite the short distance. He was glad he did. His legs and shoulder ached, but not as much as if he let his legs take the whole shock of the fall. He sat on the concrete, blinking sweat out of his eyes before he pushed himself up, stumbling and making his way towards the light that led to the outside world.

The outside world. His mind became almost as fuzzy as his eyesight with relief and joy. When was the last time he’d felt the sun on his skin? The last time he walked about like a real human with real feelings and real experiences.

Not all real, an unfamiliar voice whispered, the feeling of a hand brushing his shoulder shocking him out of his stupor.

He knew it was a hallucination, and it was gone as quickly as it had come. It made him a little queasy, remembering how Beater had forced words out of his mouth against his will. He was not the same man as he was before. He was not going to be safe or even free from this experience for a long time.

“Freeze.”

That voice was decidedly real. Kolt stopped, putting his hands up and slowly turning towards the source of the voice. The woman was close enough for him to see the way she held her arms out, a dark shape in hand. A gun.

Kolt was not afraid of this woman as she came closer. He was not afraid of the sound of her heels or the gun in her hand. He was afraid of where she might take him. The only reason he acted with caution was because he knew he could not and would not leave Gale alone with wherever he’d been forced to go, despite how death no longer scared him.

The woman put the gun to his chest, pushing him back until his back was to the cold concrete wall. There was silence between the two of them for a moment as Kolt stared at her. She was the woman who had come to talk to him early on his stay here.

“Kate, was it?” he asked in old, familiar, and clipped tones, a bit slurred from the torn scar on his lip.

“That’s Agent Nguyen to you,” she replied. “You will be coming back quietly with me.”

“Why?” he asked, tipping his head and observing her expression. He got the impression she hadn’t called anyone to say that she had him, to tell people where they were. She looked like she was just getting in to work for the day.

She looked vulnerable. To be fair, Kolt was vulnerable too, with a gun to his chest and only a thin shirt between him and it.

She hesitated. “Because Gale will be harmed if you don’t come back with me.”

Good for her. She’d figured out what was important to him. However, she’d made a grave mistake. Giving him more information than he’d had before.

Kolt tried to uphold his sure stance, as though they were planning out where they should eat rather than discussing his and Gale’s fates.

“Dr. Leanne has him, doesn’t she.”

He saw the flicker in Kate’s eyes. He knew the truth there, despite her lips forming a lie. Rage lit up his blood, long cold from drugs and abuse.

For the first time in months he felt it. He felt his power just below the surface, bubbling and pooling. It was small, but it was enough.

Before Kate could finish speaking, before she could lie so callously to his face, he turned one of his crooked, scarred hands, red power pooling there in his palm for just an instant before a flash of red, brighter than the warning lights, lit up the concrete.

Kate’s body was torn into three large pieces, a few scattered bits falling onto cars up to 20 feet away. Kolt heard that, more than he saw.

The gun, however, had dropped at his feet, thankfully not going off with the momentum of hitting the floor.

Kolt leaned down with a soft groan to pick it up. He was truly exhausted now. But he had to keep going. He didn’t even have a use for a gun. Not with his eyesight but having a weapon in his weakened state did make him feel better.

Kolt finally stepped into the sun, his hair greasy, wearing a shirt and something akin to sweatpants, and nearly blind, but taking his first free steps in the sun in over a year.

He tucked the gun in his pants, not wanting to alarm anyone before he started walking. The sidewalks were a thankfully light color, compared to the green grass and black road, so it wasn’t too hard to follow. He listened carefully for running behind him as he made his way down the sidewalk, listening for where there would be more people to hide amongst. The lab seemed to be in a decently busy part of town, and he was soon able to walk among people. Clumsily, and slowly, but with people. He didn’t really know how to feel about it.

Lost in his musings and his confused emotions, he didn’t see a chain set to mark the boundaries of a driveway of some sort.

He gasped as the chain caught his feet and he fell forward. He mostly caught himself, his palms getting rather scraped in the process, but his elbows gave out and his head met the sidewalk hard.

He laid there, dazed for a moment before he realized someone had come to help him.

“Are you okay?” The owner of the voice sounded young and feminine.

Kolt pushed himself up on aching elbows and cleared his throat, allowing his voice to take on his pain and weariness. “Oh, I’ll be fine. Thank you.”

“What happened?” the young lady asked, putting a gentle hand on his elbow to help him up.

He accepted the assistance and said, “Ah, I’m rather blind. I lost my walking stick when I was mugged about an hour ago. Got a little turned around and haven’t been able to get help. Would you mind pointing me in the direction of a bus stop and perhaps a little bit of money for the ride home?”

“Oh! Of course. I think there’s a bus stop right this way,” she said, linking arms with him to lead him. A part of him, an old part that had once been strong, rankled at the way she just assumed he needed this much help, but he shushed it. After all, he did need the help. Eyesight or not, the extra support she granted was a godsend to his knees. Now all he needed to do was remember a friend’s address and desperately hope that he hadn’t moved in all the time Kolt had been missing.

After all, he wouldn’t have anywhere else to go.

Part 9

Fallen taglist: @looptheloup @kira-the-whump-enthusiast @snakebites-and-ink

#whump #fallen #kolt #crestlen #villain whumpee #escape #blindness whump #drug whump mentioned #side character death #choked out #I do really like this story #our hero will learn just how messed up his body is here in a little bit

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