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oobbbear · 4 months
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Did a small practice :]🌟
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alena-draws · 10 months
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Disney's 90s cartoon Tristamp...do you see my vision??
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gascansposts · 6 months
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Do not click, the image is better crunchy like this
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dxzziie · 5 months
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heres some bases
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go crazy
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im-yotsu · 8 months
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Human Maul!!! (This bitch tries to look cool but he's just a massive poser)
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And human Ahsoka!
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new-wave-worm · 2 months
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tried colouring some uy panels
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sovereignjojoz · 2 months
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Jumping into Bucci gang’s arms (sequel to Bucci gang carrying? Kinda????)
Pairings: Bruno x reader, Fugo x reader, mista x reader, Abbacchio x reader
Warnings: Bizarrely short?
Bruno Bucciarati
don’t even worry, rest assured 99% of the time this man will catch you.
The 1% is for times where such actions are not appropriate.
He’s lean, tall, and muscular, meaning he most likely won’t stagger back or anything even if you jump into his arms with such force.
Doesn’t love nor hate it but he thinks it’s cute.
Particularly enjoys it when you’ve spent time away from each other or when you just want to be extra affectionate.
Thinks it’s cute when you throw your arms around his neck and jump into his arms.
Pannacotta Fugo
When you said “Fugo, catch me.” He didn’t take it literally, he shrugged thinking you were bluffing about jumping into his arms from such a steep height.
So when you actually did it, he reflexively stepped to the side.
And alas you crashed into the cold hard floor, you literally watched him realise his mistake in real time and grasp for air.
“[name], I’m so sorry! I thought you were kidding but more importantly your stupidity actually astounding.” He huffs.
If you’re an easy crier he’ll cup your cheeks and wipe your tears.
Will make it up to you by offering a SAFER repeat.
Leone Abbacchio
Oh my gosh
He already “hates” carrying you
And now you want to jump into his arms too…you are such a hinderance.
Leech onto him like a koala.
He probably will catch you honestly, but then drop you after.
Then he’ll snigger at your incredulous expression.
Mista
just for the lolz he’ll let you fall.
Then he’ll laugh at you as you look up at him from the floor, he might even take a picture too.
The pistols (not number 5 but especially number 3) may join in his laughter.
“Sorry babe, the opportunity was just too good.”
After though, he’ll pick you up and kiss your face after, you won’t be able to get out of his arms.
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dovabunny · 5 months
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GhostSoap AU Concept - blind love
Soap is an army vet who lost his sight in an explosion. He now works as a masseur, he's good with his hands and his options are limited.
Ghost is a scarred, disfigured man in pain with insecurities he hid behind thick walls and a mask.
Ghost's body is a mess of injuries old and new, he can't even remember what it's like to not be in pain but always pushes through it. That he's getting older doesn't help either.
Until his back locks up mid mission and he's left in pain that has him limping and wincing.
Price has had enough of him dodging the question and actually orders him to get it looked at. Ghost refuses. First, he will not take off his shirt in front of a stranger, and he most certainly will NOT let a stranger touch him.
Price sighs and says he knows just the place.
If it wasn't an order Ghost wouldn't be here, no way in hell. He's just gonna go in, tell the guy to say he was here and leave.
It's a small parlour, if it can even be called that. A small two story building with a tiny waiting room and a door leading to the back.
But it was at the edge of town away from the bustle of the city, the wilderness literally just across the river next to it.
It helped a bit, the place being so out of the way. Ghost appreciated privacy, after all.
There was no one in the waiting room, but the door jingled when he entered. Soon enough a voice yells 'with you in a sec!', accent thick and Scottish.
THAT was unexpected. He was expecting a woman, possibly old and creepy. It helped a little bit more.
Then the door to the back swung open and he lost his breath a little.
The man walks out with a beaming smile, hair in a fkn mohawk that somehow looked great on him, built like a damn rugby player.
But it was his eyes.
A striking deep blue, but clouded.
At Ghost's silence the man's smile is a bit more forced. "I can tell you're there, ya know."
Ghost snapped out of his daze and stuck out his hand in greeting, then felt like a fking idiot and yanked it back. "It's Ghost, I mean, Simon. Price called about me."
"Ah. The lieutenant! Price told me you might be a flight risk," he chuckled, but somehow it didn't feel condescending or cruel as laughter towards him usually was. It was friendly, warm.
He felt entirely off kilter.
"I'm John MacTavish, call me Soap." He stuck out his hand. Ghost took it and shook, feeling callouses on his soft hands.
"Kind of name is Soap?"
Soap smiled. "It was my call sign. Was called by it so long anything else feels odd."
"You're military?"
"Was. Just entered SAS when," he gestures at his eyes with a strained smile.
Ghost didn't know how to respond, which Soap must've picked up on too cause he quickly followed with a "So! Shall we get started?"
Without waiting for a response, Soap walked to the back, Ghost snapping out of it and following after a beat.
He stood in the doorway and looked around. It had soft lighting, soft music from somewhere that sounded almost Celtic, it smelled... Amazing. Gentle and warm, but no distinct scent he could place.
Soap was moving around with precision, washing his hands and putting things ready.
Ghost had fully intended to go through with his plan - pay the masseuse to tell Price he was here then leave. Maybe buy a heat patch form the pharmacy.
But here, now, in this room with Soap - a veteran who'll understand, who can't see how ugly disfigured he is...
He decides to give it a chance. For the first time since he became a dead man, he's going to get out of his shell and try to take care of himself, to stop waiting for his inevitable death and actually work towards getting better.
In the best hands he could wish for.
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the-east-art · 4 months
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Keep wanting to do sonic poses with Sif but their coat so big. Had to trim it to maintain pose readability, sorry Sif!
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neechees · 9 months
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Native Fashion history tidbits
(Peter Pan & Wendy, + Prey)
[image description: two large gifs stacked on top of each other. One is a gif of the film Peter Pan and Wendy, featuring the Native Tigerlily. One arrow points from her dress to another image of a dress edited overtop, while another arrow points from her hair to a cropped image of a painting of a Cree woman with similar hair. Text below the Dress image reads, "Cree side fold dress", while the text under the hair reads "Traditional Cree hairstyle, two small braids at side of the face, while rest of the hair hangs loose". The second image is of Naru from Prey, also with an arrow pointing from her clothing to an edited image of a top shirt, while the other arrow points from her feet towards an image of moccasins laid overtop. The text under the shirt reads, "Comanche woman's top, fringed at sleeves", while the text under the moccasins image reads, "High top moccasins with fringe, their allies (the Kiowa) had popularized the look in the 1700s". end image description.]
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egg04 · 1 year
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Oops, more Jem Jitsu AU!
Person: "Lou! Sorry to interrupt, but have you seen Yoshi around? You seem close to him."
Lou: "Sorry, haven't! But I'm sure he's fine."
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Hueso: (wondering how he was the only one to notice)
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libby-for-life · 1 month
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So, this is an experiment after I've read so many head cannons for Yandere!Lucifer. Now I have to.
TW! Yandere!Lucifer is going to be a bit unhinged.
Lucifer stared at his beautiful human with adoration. He was apprehensive about humans in general at first but when Adam was created from the very dust in the ground, Lucifer was infatuated. Soft brown hair, bronze skin, gold eyes, and a soft smile. He was perfect in every way.
Watching became his favorite pastime. Oh, he loved watching Adam do the simplest of things. Even just eating was perfect! The archangel was tempted to lick the juice off and might have gone down there to do it if he were a weaker angel.
When Lucifer gathered up the courage to actually go down there, he was amazed by how beautiful he was. He needed to get closer.
Finally, shaking his nerves, he flew directly in front of Adam. "Hello!" He said. He watched Adam flinch in surprise but quickly compose himself. "Hello!" He answered back. When that precious smile was directed at him, Lucifer felt himself hum in pleasure.
"Are you a new animal to name?" Adam asked curiously. Lucifer laughed. "No, I'm an angel!"
"An angel?" Asam asked, looking at him with sparkling eyes. "Amazing! You have so many wings!"
Lucifer chuckled. "Want to feel them?"
Lucifer, by this time, had gotten quite close to Adam. He found out that his little human was quite the hugger and loved to snuggle with him any chance he got. Lucifer didn't mind that at all either. Touching Adam was the best part of being with him!
Everything was perfect. Until Lilith came along.
She was pretty in her own way. But Lucifer loved Adam. The human was confused by this new human but accepted her easily. Too easily. Lucifer didn't like how she was near him. How she talked to him. How she would lay her filthy hands on what was his.
Lucifer didn't think this new human was good for Adam. He could clearly see how unhappy he was with the blonde, happy why was he happy around her, and he needed help!
Well, Lucifer was happy to help. Adam didn't even need to ask for it. The archangel just knew.
Getting Lilith alone was easy. He said he wanted to show her something, flirting in a way he knew Adam liked. She immediately caught on and smirked, following him away from the sleeping Adam.
Lucifer laughed when she tried to kiss him. He laughed when he slapped her repeatedly. He laughed when he tore her head off.
He hummed a tune when he washed himself, cleaned the evidence, and hurried back to his precious Adam. The human smiled and snuggled into his chest making Lucifer smile. "And how is my Adam?"
"Good," Adam replied sleepily. Lucifer couldn't help himself and kissed him gently. Adam was surprised but didn't object to it. "Goodnight, my little Adam," Adam grumbled about not being short but did as he was told.
Finally. Adam was safe.
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v-itriolage · 8 months
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bugcowboyart · 3 months
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Lords of the Wing Fashion Plates
Thank you to Aabria Iyengar @quiddie, Emily Axford, Lou Wilson for some of my favorite d10 characters: the cousins Chirp and Squak.
A Court of Fey and Flowers is one of my favorite @dimension20official seasons so I’ve been meaning to take my own stab at designing Regency inspired looks based on the brilliant character art of @faithschaffer
Also inspired by classic fashion plate engravings, the Victoria Crown Pigeon, and Secretary Bird of course.
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misskattylashes · 3 months
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Milex as told in the style of French New Wave cinema
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amiracleilluminated · 5 months
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if anyone interested, i made some alan wake 2 icons (below the cut)
reblog and/or like would be appreciated if using or saving
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do not separate
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