What do you mean this isn't a dog?
Pan petting the shadow hound Nobu.
Decided to draw these two OC's together because I wanted to draw the amusing mug, I am a very simple person.
Honestly should have drawn a pic involving my twin instead of these two, as this would be a mug I would buy for her if I saw it, the only downside is that she would be annoyed by it not having capital lettering XD
Photo from shiftythrifting tumblr post https://www.tumblr.com/shiftythrifting/748507648004177920/mike-wazowski-jumpscare-i-kinda-regret-not-getting?source=share
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ID: 1. Waist up of human Nandor dressed in a chainmail shirt with chest plating, a silver sword dangling from his left ear, a brown leather belt, and a brown leather baldric over his shoulder attached to a real sword at his hip. His hair is half up, twin braids from his temples forming a bun at the crown of his head and held in place by a leather clasp threaded with a stick. He is leaning against a doorframe, arms crossed, and staring offscreen with hooded eyes and a small smile, a pink heart floating by his face. 2. What Nandor is looking at. Waist up of Jeremy and Guillermo from the back as they chat idly, the vague idea of a coat rack in front of them. Jeremy is wearing long white robes. Guillermo, half turned toward Jeremy with a smile as they chat, is making motions to shrug off his puffy winter coat. 3. Extreme closeup of Nandor's eyes as they fly open in shock, cheeks flushing red. 4. Close up of Guillermo in profile, from the bridge of his nose to just below his chest, as he shrugs his coat off to reveal his bare shoulder and arm in a plain black tank top, a golden chain around his neck disappearing into the shirt. His right hand, wearing a leather glove, pulls out a piece of black fabric with a dotted white design. 5. Hips up of Guillermo from Nandor's POV on a glowing pink background, surrounded by golden sparkles, as he drops the coat completely and throws a poncho over his shoulders to complete his outfit. He is paused in motion, eyes downcast, pink mouth pursed, arms raised chest-high as the poncho flutters into place around his shoulders. It is black and translucent, decorated with a silver beadwork pattern of spiderwebs. The end of the poncho hits right at his waist line, edges scalloped like bat wings with silver pearls adorning each peak. Four short makeshift spider legs are sewn to the bottom of his tank top, two on each side. In the background are pink-tinted close ups in Nandorvision: the flex of Guillermo's bicep, the stretch of his fingers beneath the glove, and the roll of his back and stomach beneath the tight tank top as his arms stretch overhead. 6. A pink-tinted Nandorvision fantasy: full body of Nandor and Guillermo in their current outfits as Nandor grabs Guillermo at the waist and dips him, knee pressing forward between his legs and head dipped to mouth at his neck. Guillermo's arms are looped around Nandor's shoulders and he is smiling blissfully, hearts floating around his head, cheeks flushed as he tilts his head to allow Nandor access to his throat. His left leg hitches around Nandor's hip as Nandor's right hand creeps beneath the hem of his tank top. 7. Shoulders up of the real Nandor, staring slackjawed at the visions before him, cheeks flushed red and eyes wide, irises gone pink to reflect where his mind is at. 8. Small corner panel of Nandor, chest up and casting a shadow on a sparkly pink background as he comes back down to earth. He blushes, flustered, and closes his eyes with resignation, thinking to himself: "I'm going to be beating suitors away with a stick..." /end ID
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I think azris, once they get over the angst and their traumas, are the type of couple who tell each other everything
Through the bond, Azriel: I saw the cutest cat
Eris: wonderful
Azriel: we should get a cat
Eris: Im a dog person
Azriel: … I want a divorce
Eris: Nuh uh too late, you’re stuck with me
Azriel: tragic
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I know this is the second time I’ve done one for him but he wasn’t fully cooked last time listen
Yancy is everything to me,, Everything
(edit: forgot his dang barrier tattoo)
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A coupla fleabag gifs really gave me Hounds Of Love energy 💕@andiforyou's fic is an endless fount of me drawing it
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ID: 1. Waist up of human Nandor standing in a church, a row of wooden pews behind him with stained glass windows of la Virgen de Guadalupe streaming colored light against his back. He has his hair half up and is wearing an orange short sleeve button up with a sun and rainbow challenge tucked into jeans. He smiles coyly at the viewer, one hand on his cocked hip and the other hanging from the thumb in his pocket. He asks, "Are you okay, Father?" 2. Waist up of Guillermo standing across from him, the left-side pews and windows behind him. He is wearing a priest's cassock, collar undone along with the top few buttons to reveal his collarbone. An ornate golden cross hangs from his neck on a chain and he has the beginning of a beard on his face. Guillermo is flushed but smiling despite himself, hands on hips like he's scolding one of his flock and looking across the room away from Nandor as if that will help him keep his vows. He replies, "Oh, fuck you for calling me Father like it doesn't turn you on just to say it." /end ID
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