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randomoranges · 5 months
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three for the price of one! the first is the last of the silly little dumb series, ed's turn. the second, a friend sent me this graffiti spray painted on a Montreal street and so, i had to. and finally, the exciting conclusion to the series no one ever asked. ed is licking his spoon. the colours on the photo don't do it justice, lol.
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attichoney4u · 2 years
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The following drawing is for a special event, called #Monmongary, where we have to draw or write stories about a special ship consisted of the ocs of Étienne, Ed and Cal.
Since I'm more into the ÉtiennexEd ship thanks to @randomoranges, I chose to draw Ed and Étienne with a bit of Cal there.
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Sorry, for it being rushed. I just wanted to finish the piece before the prompt was closed.
So, I got this idea when I read a fanfic from @randomoranges, where Étienne poses to a hockey magazine… in nude. I originally wanted to draw both of them naked, but I didn't know if the Tumblr guidelines would agree, so I put them clothes. Cal is looking from afar wanting to join them.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed my drawing as much as I had fun making it and have a lovely rest of your day (or night, depending when you see this post)! Bye! 😘
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acetechne · 9 months
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I did actually finish one piece for m3 week, based on a doodle I did ages ago late at night. I wanted to see if I could use a set of 12 pencils a good friend recently gave me to get some variety in skin tone, need a little more practice for sure.
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allbeendonebefore · 1 year
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also there’s a reason why @randomoranges​ writes the AUs and i don’t and it goes like this
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quatschmachen · 4 years
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Rainbow
You might not believe it due to my inactivity, but this week is Monmongary week.
Here is my one small contribution following the prompt of Rainbow.
This takes place early 2000s.
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It was awkward. It was worse than awkward.
It was that tightrope between the past and the future, where he wasn’t sure how to reach out, or understand what was going on. It had been about nine months since Edward had come out, two weeks since Edward emotionally exploded at him, dragged his soul down to the seventh level of hell and left him there with no way out.
He wasn’t even sure what he was doing. He deserved it he knew, he knew, he knew, but why did Edward have to come out and make everything so damn complicated. To make it all worse they were forced into this situation, where running no longer was an option, where instead they were trapped together in the truck.
He may be living in the 7th level of hell, but even he knew that despite everything, a perfect gentleman would pull up and help someone out. He had simply assumed it was the sparkplugs or something. Edward’s sleeves were rolled up, hands black with oil, a smudge on his nose, and his tools out on the ground as he attempted to do the repairs himself. Calvin wasn’t sure how he felt when he realized it was Edward’s truck. A truck he knew, one that had him slowing down before even any conscious thought asked him what he was doing. They were on shaky ground at best, and perhaps this could help build that bridge one spaghetti piece at a time. Swallowing as Edward looked up, his hair damp from sweat, eyes in surprised recognition, Calvin wondered why the hell his heart was beating so nervously. Must be the fear that Edward had discovered an eighth layer of hell to drag him in to.
The whole point of an older truck, Edward tended to argue, is that one is able to fix it. Get it back to running. Except whatever had gone wrong, it had really gone wrong, wrong enough for Edward to take the rag and wipe down his hands and agree to Calvin’s help.
Edward sat beside him, smudge still on his face, purposefully looking out the window, not giving him the time of day.
It was driving Calvin crazy being ignored. He kept shooting glances at Edward, heart somehow pounding in his stomach area, mixing with the acid of guilt.
“Bet you’re not bitching about how I got the latest upgraded truck,” Calvin finally started, his cracking voice breaking the tense silence between them.
Edward’s eyes didn’t even flick towards him. A prickle of irritation ran through Calvin.
“Seeing as I’m towing your piece of shit truck back to the old folks’ home.”
Usually Edward would react to insults to his truck, but nothing.
He couldn’t keep silent. They were far enough out for the radio to be patchy, enough to have it turned off. He began to whistle, trying to fill the silence between them, wanting to get some sort of reaction out of Edward.
Casting another sidelong glance at Edward, taking in his dark tan, (was he working outside?), his more toned body (he had heard rumours that Edward was working up north, but Mac would neither confirm nor deny), the smudge on the cheek (somehow instead of silly, it looked… he didn’t know what he was feeling, better ignore it.)
The sky was getting dark, too early for night, it was the rushing clouds of a storm of some sorts, and Calvin hoped to be getting out of the mountains sooner rather than later. He sped up.
It happened faster than expected, the wind howling, the rain pummelling down onto the cab, barely able to see a foot ahead of them.
“Pull over.” Came the abrupt command. Edward was tense all over.
“’fraid of a bit of rain?”
“I’m worried your speeding ass is going to make my truck a tin of tuna,” came the growl, “pull the fuck over, McCall.”
“We’re fine!” Calvin exclaimed as loud thuds started to occur on the roof of the cab, and baseball sized hail bounced off the windshield. He screamed, swerved, slowed down, and pulled over. Hands shaking, he turned the truck off, attempting to breathe normally. The hail continued to fall, the wind rattling at the windows like some vengeful ghost attempting to come in. “We’re fine,” he muttered, then slightly more hysterical, he looked over to Edward, who had a slightly amused expression, as he squeaked “we’re fine!”
“I’m fucking not,” Edward dryly replied, “I think I’m going to have to get a soft rubber mallet to get the dings out of my truck.”
“Dings?” It was then that Calvin noticed the pockmarks on the front of his truck, and he had the sinking feeling it was not just the front of the truck. Almost as if to add insult to injury, a large hail stone, the size of an ostrich egg, plapped down onto the windshield, making a sickening cracking sound, and Calvin watched in semi horror as small cracks spiderwebbed across the glass.
A soft hysterical laugh escaped Calvin, “Shit shit shit shit, I didn’t get the extended warranty and I’m sure it ended like yesterday, shit shit shit.” His shoulders were heaving, from laughter? Trying to keep in crying? Why the fuck was he having some sort of tiny breakdown in front of Edward when he was trying to project the exact opposite. Be cool, suave, act like a fucking adult – directly above them cracked the loudest thunder, it felt and sounded as if it was a sword slicing through the truck to murder him, and he screamed loudly, tears (stupidly) springing to his eyes. Quickly he looked away from Edward, Edward could not see him crying due to fear from a stupid storm!
He heard a huff behind him, and let out another scream as he felt Edward grab his shoulder, forcefully bringing him into an awkward half hug, trapped by the seatbelt, leaning uncomfortably against the driving stick, head angled strangely against Edward’s shoulder.
“Idiot, you always cried during storms,” Edward’s voice was soft, as Calvin sniffled, some inner damn releasing as the tears began to flood out.
Unclicking his seatbelt, Calvin shifted, as he buried his face into Edward’s shoulder, crying for more than just the storm. Whatever Edward was doing in his hair felt good, some sort of soft petting, as if he was some goddam dog, but he didn’t care damnit, Edward was talking to him, and maybe this storm was the eighth layer of hell, but somehow even though he was dying of embarrassment, he felt lighter.
Just as quickly as it came, the storm passed, and Calvin pulled away from the awkward embrace, rubbing his eyes and attempting to calm down. His skin tingled from where Edward had touched him, and while he should be feeling bruised pride, all he could think about was thank god for the storm.
“Feeling better, champ?” Edward asked, genuine concern in his voice and face.
“Yeah of course,” Calvin couldn’t quite look at him, feeling too embarrassed.
Edward unbuckled his seat belt and slipped out of the truck, doing a full walk around and making sure the damage was mostly minimal.
By the time Edward hopped back in, Calvin had managed to pull himself together.
“Other than your windshield it’s fine. We should be able to drive… Actually… I noticed you’re heading to Calgary, why are you taking me there?”
Calvin shrugged, “Can’t you fix your truck wherever?” a sly smile appeared, “Unless you plan to finally scrap it?”
“Watch it McCall,” Edward growled punching him on the arm.
Yeeping in pain, Calvin teased in return, “I would love to watch it get crushed out of its misery!”
Narrowing his eyes, Edward looked as if he was about to say something, until he said instead, “You owe me a steak dinner.” Edward shifted, head against the rest, but no longer fully turned away from the other man, “I’m gonna take a nap, wake me when we are near food.”
Calvin nearly asked what the hell the steak dinner was for, but shut his mouth. Maybe it was a good thing Edward was willing to spend some more time with him, and maybe if he took Edward to one of his favourite restaurants – the ones specifically used to woo top-tier clients, they could add another strand of spaghetti to their wobbly bridge.
Turning a corner, Calvin smiled as he saw the rainbow spread across the sky, the sun shimmering on the wet mountains. He was going to take that as a good sign.
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sams-scribbles · 5 years
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Monmongary Day 2: Beach Theme
So this...didn’t work out exactly as hoped XD
The joke is supposed to be that Et and Ed drew on Cal w/ sunscreen when he fell asleep at the beach and his pale ass burned.
But I struggle with making lightly colored watercolors and so the result looks more like he got 3rd degree burns than sunburn
Also if you can’t read it, the text says “property of É & E”
Cal belongs to the adorable @allbeendonebefore
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starsilversword-art · 3 years
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Sidjbwhdud, I was gonna post this 2 days ago but I kept forgetting lol.
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I was like why not hit two birds, one stone. Watercolour Month and Monmongary Week. I can't think of Alberta and not think of wheat lol. And golden sky as well.
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bursauce · 7 years
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These are most definitely my own projections onto other people’s characters. 😬😬 oops?
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Soul mark Monmongary AU. GIVE ME THE POLY.
For a long time, Ed had been told he was one of the lucky ones; often times people went to great lengths to find their soul mate, searching for years and years and even paying for soul mate matching fees and such.
Ed hadn’t had this problem, his soul mark had appeared on the neck of a guy in high school that he thought he couldn’t stand--one of the local ranchers kids and even though it was rocky at first they eventually started talking and found that they clicked in a weird sort of way that made perfect sense; neither of them had ever been out of the province, Cal worked on his dad’s ranch and Ed was the local librarian so neither felt that there was something the rest of the country had that the cozy town of Red Deer couldn’t provide for them.
Everything was perfect in Eds life--well, except for one thing...a gnawing question that he’d always had ever since he’d discovered that Cal was the only man he needed; the tricky thing with soul marks was, sometimes they didn’t entirely make sense until you saw the part that was on your partner--oblong shapes could suddenly become symbols or pictures and in the case of Ed his soul mark had been a green tear drop shape with a long line, it was only when he met Cal and saw that he had the mirrored image of his soul mark that it became obvious--the mark together was a clover, but that discovery brought with it a question that Ed was too afraid to ask; shouldn’t a clover have 3 leaves?
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randomoranges · 9 months
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More based on life, lol
Never trust them weather apps haha
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roniebuttercups · 3 years
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MONMONGARY THE MUSICAL
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MONMONGARY THE MUSICAL - Eyes Of Three
Coming Soon!
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"IDK anything about musicals..." - Mac
"It's art cause I'm in it" - (Theatre) Edith
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Hi there!
So wayyy back in July I was preparing for monmongary week. However my drawing tablet broke so I couldn't draw so I opted out. During that I began to become more gloomy and glum when I had an idea. I decided to write a song for Étinenne. Later on I wanted to write more songs which made me want to write an album and that lead me here. I've decided to write a musical! I've decided to call it "MONMONGARY the musical - Eyes of three". It focuses on the lives of our three protagonist's lives. This features their past, present, thoughts about the future and their legacy. Also their lives as nations and personal ones.
I just want to say thank you for @allbeendonebefore and @randomoranges for letting me use their characters creatively like this for my personal project! You guy are really amazing!
I would also like to mention that the "COMING SOON!" part is kind of a joke. I am NO WHERE NEAR FINISH-. I've worked on a couple songs and like one or two monologs.
This a really huge project and there's a lot of things that make this very complex and difficult for me. Such as...
• Songs and dialogs being in both french and english (I'm also planning to do at least 2-3 full french songs)
•Historical accuracy
•Multiple characters
•Multiple character arc's
and more!
it's a lot. Plus I'm only one person. Even professional playwriters take 2+ years with teams and multiple resources. I'm just creative kid who draws and can play barely decent on a uke so bear with me.
That being said, this is going to be a huge challenge but I'm pretty excited to working on this!!!
I don't have a set due/finish date on this so... yeah... BUT! I have some stuff down. I just hope some people would be interested cuz if not... I'm going to be some obscure qUirKY loser loner who like hetalia and stuff lol. WELP!
So yeah so time I haven't been posting I've been stuff lol!
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acetechne · 9 months
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Very behind on monmongary related shenanigans but here's a comic where I pretend to introduce Sherwood Park, who actually has a very obvious personality in my head but I don't know if I'll bother designing her p: usually she appears as the eye of sauron because ages ago there was that narcity or blogto article like THiS CiTy iN CaNADa LoOkS LiKe SAuRON and we are just like yeah yeah the refineries we've all seen it.
Calvin is a bad influence when he's in a vehicle so ignore him.
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allbeendonebefore · 2 years
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Monmongary Week(end) returns!
Windex was abroad experiencing life the universe and everything last month so we delayed it until August this year, but once again we are celebrating the bizarre relationships we construct between our OCs.
What is Monmongary Week
It’s like a ship week where we draw art and write stuff about our three city personifications Montreal, Edmonton, and Calgary. You’re welcome to join in too if you like! It can be platonic or romantic so long as it includes at least two or all three of the characters. It’s also called M3 Week because their last names all start with M (until I finally go rogue and change one)
WHY on earth is this a ship
Because we are friends and have ocs so it’s our legal obligation to put them in Scenarios for their own development, hope that helps.
Where are the character refs
My refs:
Ed: Masterpost | 2020 Ref Sheet
Cal: Masterpost | 2020 Ref Sheet
@randomoranges‘ refs:
Étienne: Bio | Tattoos
How do I do the Thing
tag art and writing as #monmongaryweek or us at @allbeendonebefore and @randomoranges so we can find it. You can check out previous examples here. If you need any help with French, @randomoranges has your back.
There’s no prompt list or deadline this year, you’re free to use previous years prompts or give us a shout if you need some inspo.
Year 1 | Year 2 | Year 3 | Year 4 | Year 5
We’re aiming to do stuff this coming weekend but if stuff gets posted a little later, that’s a-okay.
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quatschmachen · 5 years
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Prompt: Novel
Calvin's "nightmare"
Lel
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sams-scribbles · 5 years
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Monmongary Day 1!
The theme was art so of course I had to make the one obvious joke
I swear I did this on Sunday but it seems pretty close to the idea that @allbeendonebefore
I guess great minds think alike XD
Ed and Cal belong to the wonderful @allbeendonebefore and Et is the property of the lovely @randomoranges
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randomoranges · 9 months
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It's still m3 week
2 for 1 day
I was going to use this pose with another idea but other idea didn't work. Guess I'll have to do More lol
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