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todayisafridaynight · 2 months

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fernnshxj · 2 months

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Ngl, your OC Miori is just so damn pretty to look at, the hair be so flowy and majestic especially! I had to say it, you have a great artistic talent!

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nah fr tho tysm?!!!???!???? ur so nice wtf i appreciate it wholeheartedly!!!!!!!!! i too think miori is pretty to look at LOL

in al seriousness thank u again wtf awesome i need to actually draw n post here more i love the rc9gn oc community we r all funky critters /pos

#rc9gn #rc9gn oc #miori #she’s doing the tism hands nice i just noticed #erm what else can i tag this as #feel free to ask me anything btws!!!! i don’t care i’m very social but #i cannot start conversations to save my life #mk bye

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bloodyellenlost · 2 months

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#tmnt #thoughts #please share your thoughts #mk bye #love you all

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error-silence · 1 year

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Don’t know if I’ll finish it in time but here’s something I’m working on I guess

#moooo #yes this is supposed to be for instagram #I’m taking a break from it so shush #art #sketch #dtiys #instagram #follow me on instagram i guess #I go by the same name it’s not hard to find #Mk bye

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crow-cap · 1 year

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Puttin these here too

#lmk mk #lmk #lego monkie kid #monkie kid #lmk sun wukong #lmk wukong #sun wukong #lmk macaque #macaque #six eared macaque #ink mk #lmk ink mk #ink demon #what are we calling him again?#crowcraft #*passes out* bye <3

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fffrost · 6 months

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urm. Kung Lao. byeeeee

#uhh #artistic nudity #fffrost art #this was a nightmare to render #i didnt even finish the fabric #ignore that #yippie!!!!#hes so beautiful #kung lao #mk1 kung lao #mk1 #mk #thats all bye now #walks away into the forest with toilet paper stuck to my shoe

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lumarkyt · 5 months

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Some shit I done drew (last ones are lmk ocs)

#lumarkytart #lmk fanart #lego monkie kid #mk lmk #sun wukong #red son #mei lmk #wukong lmk #uhh #yeah tags #k bye

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iceycloversart · 6 months

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poor frost

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x #kuai liang #hanzo hasashi #tomas vrbada #bi han #noob saibot #mk frost #noobsmoke #kuaizo #subscorp #bitomas #mkx #also this is noob saibot and smoke but theyre both humans #i know theres been two new games but im still stuck on mkx forever and ever and ever #except i am stealing kuai from 11 and bi han from 1 i really like their designs. they look excellent #can someone give frost a flaming hot girlfriend #that is all thank you good bye

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frightshack · 2 years

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found out in the lemire run matt is canonically jake lockley's lawyer and subsequently lost my mind

#moon knight #daredevil #moon knight fanart #daredevil fanart #jake lockley #steven grant #matt murdock #digital art #my art #artists on tumblr #i have a lot to say about these two but #the idea spawned when #i saw ppl on twt pitting the mk and dd shows against eachother #and i was like enough fighting they should just kiss #and then i was like Oh..#anyways im cherishing my fanon jake until tomorrow when it all comes crashing down #can i name them i want to call them lockdock it works #ok thats enough tags BYE #edit: all tjese notes and still not one fic.. we artists and writers need to have eachothers backs u know..

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cocoreallylovesraiden · 2 months

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lin-kuei trio x chef! reader

pre-events of the mk1 cinematic; mostly with tomas that can be seen as platonic or romantic

ooc-ish? this is just my interpretation on how it would’ve been like before things got bad for the lin kuei

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You slide the plate of food onto the wooden lazy susan, quickly warning your guests not to touch the plate. Almost immediately, Kuai Liang decides to place his fingers on the plate’s underside.

You step back, unimpressed.

“With all due respect, Kuai Liang. Seriously?”

“You call this hot?”

Kuai Liang’s good-natured smile is useless against you, because yes, you call this hot; you had to carry it the entire way from the kitchen yourself because the Lin Kuei eat with in absolute privacy, and you also did not have FIRE POWERS. So yes, it was hot. You pointedly place one of two bowls of rice you brought before Tomas, who gleefully rubs his chopsticks together.

“Cease your antics, brother.” Kuai Liang chuckles at Bi Han’s almost embarrassed seething.

“Thank you, Bi Han. You get rice.”

The second bowl is (gingerly) placed before him. You would slam it down too for effect, but you would rather not be frozen alive for having bad manners with the new Grandmaster Of The Lin Kuei.

You internally roll your eyes at the title. Whatever, Bi Han was Bi Han at the end of the day. The brothers had come to the teahouse enough times for you to know that if you gave him food, he would be grateful and shut up to eat it- unless he was on another-

Bi Han pushes the bowl to Kuai Liang with a small motion before picking up his chopsticks.

“You’re on another diet.” You exclaim.

Kuai Liang accepts the bowl with a sigh, likely sharing the same sentiment. Tomas takes a morsel of the stir fry and hurriedly shoves it in his mouth to share his piece, but the food is too hot, and he makes a show of cooling his mouth. Bi Han’ sigh mirrors Kuai Liang’s prior one.

These brothers. It was like a chain reaction, where each one of them were disappointed in each other’s behaviour.

“The Grandmaster needs to be in tip-top shape to fit his grandmaster uniform.” Tomas chides. “So that his arms look good in- ACK!”

His statement is cut off by a small mound of rice being shoved into his mouth, courtesy of Kuai Liang. Whatever he meant to say was replaced by yelps of “Hot!” and whining. He eventually turns to you with an expectant look, like he was hoping you would come to his defence.

You shrug. What were you supposed to do? Scold a ninja-extraordinaire for lovingly feeding his brother? No, seriously. Your relationship with these people was extremely conditional, and there was no doubt they would put you in your place if you ever tried to boss them around.

Except Tomas. There was some leeway bossing Tomas around.

“Is there anything you want to eat today- not you Tomas.” You physically push away the cheeky man’s face to maintain your eye contact with Bi Han. “Since you three cleared out the place, my treat.”

Bi Han looked at his empty plate for a moment, as if he suddenly had forgotten every meal he’s ever enjoyed. You kissed your teeth, immediately understanding. You yourself were the oldest child, so you knew how it felt to suddenly be asked what you specifically wanted. Either that, or if he was considering cheating on his diet just to eat your fried pork.

“The sweet pork. That you made last time.”

Yeah, okay. It just was never as emotionally complicated as you expected it to be with him. Well, it was terribly flattering that he’d take up the precious calories to eat what you cooked- though it did make you question Bi Han’s resolve; you had never seen him in battle, so you couldn’t gauge his self-control other than him crumbling at the promise of your cooking.

Either way, you gave him a thumbs up and an appreciative grimace.

“Right away, boss.”

You scuttle back into the teahouse kitchen, where you thankfully had all the ingredients available. Thank God, there was no emergency calling Kung Lao for the delivery of flour or vinegar. What would that phone call sound like, even?

Hey bestie! Hope you’re not too busy harvesting cabbages because I need you to bring me a cup of sugar to make a meal for the grandmaster of an organised family! Yeah Grandmaster! Yeah, ‘family’! Hope to hear back from you soon!

Just as you’d gotten the oil up and frying, the jammed kitchen door tries to open with a groan. You settle the breaded pork into the ladle, throwing it into the bubbling oil with a satisfying sizzle. The door tries to open again, and it gets a little further before inevitably getting stuck once more.

You roll your eyes. With a single outstretched kick, you manage to send the damp wooden door to swing open like it was brand new, leaving Tomas standing there like a kid caught with his hand in the jam pots.

“Maybe we should recruit you into the Lin Kuei.” The silver-haired man allows himself into your kitchen, carefully side-stepping a hemp sack of flour then once again to avoid a crate of bok choy that toppled earlier in the day.

The kitchen was messy, but when there’s only one person to handle a mountain of orders you learn to improvise. It was a strategic layout that only you needed to understand.

“Nice of you to let yourself into my kitchen.”

“Thought I’d keep you company.” A lie. He just wanted to spend some time away from Kuai Liang and Bi Han, an understandable sentiment. The three of them probably spent too much time together leading the Lin Kuei, and Bi Han was insufferably stuffy to share meals with.

You whisked vinegar and sugar in a bowl, but arms worked in autopilot as you stared at Tomas making himself comfortable on the stool near you cooking station. It was comical, watching the tall man fold himself like origami paper to fit perfectly on such a small surface, tucking his knees to his chest and peering up at you like a child.

This stool wasn’t just any old chair, though. After a couple years, people like Tomas and Kung Lao had turned it into the taste tester’s throne since it was convenient for You to just raise your arm and feed them little bits.

As much as you wanted to be a stronger woman, his grey eyes and boyish smile did make your heart clench. He looked so much like San Bing, the stray dog that you fed in the village- they even begged for scraps the same way.

“You do the same thing as Kung Lao.” Tomas huffed at the comparison, resting his chin on the nearby counter’s greasy surface and blinking with his light glittery eyes.

“But cuter, right?”

You balked, almost letting missing your ladle’s handle and gripping scalding metal in shock. How ridiculous did this man get? At his grown age, acting cute just to gain you favour, all in the name for some bits and pieces? Seriously, if these were the values that the Lin Kuei taught, the world was in grave danger.

A tender piece of pork is pulled out the oil and dipped in the sauce, and then shoved in front of Tomas’ face in the effort to stop him from continuing whatever it was he was doing.

“Do that again, and I will ban you from coming in every again.” You gravely state, and it’s funny how quickly Tomas straightens his posture and nods. “Be careful, it’s hot.”

Tomas is also remarkably like San Bing with how he snatches the food into his mouth, chewing loudly in attempt to cool the food down as he eats it. You continue to fix up the rest of the portion while Tomas watches you, sitting obediently on the stool.

Once it’s on a medium-sized dish, Tomas beats you to picking it up.

“This isn’t just for you, greedy.”

“But the plates are hot, right? I’ll bring it over, don’t worry.”

Tomas smiles, nose wrinkling in a way that makes you want to pinch him. You thank him with a pat on the shoulder and helps him open the kitchen door and watch him walk over to his table. You then pretend not to see him slam the dish onto the table and frantically rub his probably burning fingers on Bi Han’s cold arms.

You bite back the growing grin on your face.

As much as you would’ve liked to hang around the three as they ate their meal, you still had an entire kitchen to clean (to the best of your ability) before the teahouse opened again for the dinner rush. You settle for occasionally peeking at the solely occupied table through the kitchen pick-up area, wholeheartedly laughing when Kuai Liang gives you a thumbs up after taking a bite of the pork. Bi Han gives you a nod, which you assume is as close to kissing him on the mouth as it gets.

Just as you focus fully on preparing your produce, you miss Tomas waving his chopsticks in the air, but hear him enthusiastically call out your name. This time, you let yourself smile fully as you chop away at some carrots.