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hibiyapan · 8 months
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I’ll draw more gumlee soon for the poll vote 🥰 gotta watch tomorrow’s new episode first.
Here are some quick sketches of my fav bois
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cl0wnd3m0n · 10 months
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they're inlove!
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jaedynvipera · 3 months
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Tom humano Comic || i translated the rest of the comic into English.
Translation: part 3
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bi-slut-buck · 4 months
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Extremely low effort cuz I can't photoshop for shit. Also i haven't slept in 3 days
I'm sure this has been done before
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saywha413 · 1 year
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why is no one talking abt this???
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pigeonesssss · 6 months
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I drew it in class recently.
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Someone sent me my old tomco art work from my female marco au and dang i havent thought about that au in for ever, makes me kinda wanna re draw some of the stuff on my tablet cause back then i only had paper and markers
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bobbiedlifeinphil · 4 days
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Why Is China Showing Off Its Military? Expert Weighs In
Step into the world of international relations as we unravel the mystery behind China's military showcase! 🌐💥
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empty96myth · 3 years
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hey, ToMarco! <3
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anachaeworld · 4 years
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Perfect OTP which I found by accident, just hitting the right time in the right place 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨
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bunekitos · 3 years
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dibujocho de mis bebés <3
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hibiyapan · 8 months
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Driven by the “Unofficial Blood Moon Ball” fan fiction written by @spyroforlife
I love your work so much 🥹✨💕 can’t resist making fanart of it
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cl0wnd3m0n · 11 months
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Mouse Art sketchies :>
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jaedynvipera · 3 months
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Tom Humano Comic || i translated the rest of the comic into English.
Translation: part 2
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bi-slut-buck · 4 months
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Is tom x marco a thing or am i alone in this ?
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letaintedserpentine · 4 years
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a scene that never made it on my fic. (the ch19 alt)
“Tom?” Marco’s voice came out as a soft plea.
He was allowed to be upset.
Hasn’t Tom always thought of him as a friend?
He’s okay with that, isn’t he?
But why does it still feel wrong?
“Tom?” He called out again, wanting to just. Find it is what he’s looking for.
Marco stared at his reflection in the mirror.
Blonde hair, blue eyes. Red cheek marks.
As if on cue, Tom appeared behind him, looking concerned.
“Star?”
Always her.
Marco doesn’t know why he’s punishing himself like that: Of course he’d think it was her. Wasn’t he the one that didn’t want to appear to the demon? Wasn’t he the one that asked to borrow her body? Wasn’t he the one that wanted to save him, no matter what the cost?
Marco didn’t face him, and he almost flinched at the gentle touch of the demon stroking his hair.
He wants her.
Marco wants him.
That would never change.
“Do you know who I am?” He asked, both out of curiosity and to spite himself. He should’ve stopped a long time ago.
“I’ve always known who you are.”
Marco froze.
The demon, ever so gently, turned Marco to face him. So earnest.
Could it be?
Marco shook his head, over and over again, as if he could remove the thought from his mind. “Prove it.” He begged. “Make me believe it. Make me…” His eyes filled with tears again, and he hated it.
Ever so slowly, as if giving him time to move away, Tom wiped his tears and caressed his cheek, letting his hand stay.
Marco’s breath hitched as the demon strayed closer, his ruby red eyes warm.
Tom’s lips, ever so lightly, touched the corner of his lips. Heat rushed to his cheeks at the contact.
“I’ll always know you, Star.”
Of course.
Of course.
 He would never have him, wouldn’t he?
 An almost animalistic urge prompted him to sink his nails on the demon’s arm.
 But she will.
Not even sparing a thought, Marco pulled Tom’s concerned face to his own. Her nails were sharp enough to dig into flesh, but he wasn’t exactly human, was he?
His lips were softer than he’d ever imagined.
Marco could feel his shock as he froze against him, only to meet him halfway, caressing all tentatively, as if asking, are you sure? Would you allow me this? Am I worthy enough for you?
To that Marco could only laugh, dizzy with his own sin.
He really fucked up, didn’t he?
And yet he wouldn’t stop.
He bit into the demon’s lips, wondering who exactly was the devil here. Was it the poor sap that reeks of naiveté, or the one that was taking advantage of a friend?
Tom hummed into him, the little noises that only prompted Marco to take it further.
It was perhaps then that Marco understood. He didn’t want Tom as a friend. He never wanted him to look at her like she’s the reason for him to live.
Marco broke the kiss and gasped, limited by the air he so desperately needs to live. It didn’t take him long to find other uses for his mouth, however.
He nuzzled into the demon’s neck, pressing his lips as the other shivered underneath. "What's," Tom asked in between gasps, "all this?"
Marco ignored him, standing on tiptoes to trail his tongue on his pointed ear.
"Starship?" Tom seeked her eyes. Marco refused to let him see.
“Catch me.” Marco warned in his ear, before he leaped into his torso, straddling his legs around him. He could get used to getting carried. With a higher vantage, Marco could finally reach it, and he sucked on the demon’s neck, willing the other to bruise.
When Marco finally allowed himself to look, he was a little smug, only to find himself wanting more as lust shone in all three of Tom’s eyes.
“Come here.” Tom stared pointedly at his lips. “Let me.”
At this point, who was he to refuse?
When it's the end, and when Tom wouldn’t want to remember, Marco would have this.
Marco leaned in.
Tom surprised him by caressing his lips, slow and sweet, filling Marco with a warmth that he never even knew he’d like. Good thing Tom supported him, because he was melting.
Tom’s adoration poured out of his lips.
Marco couldn’t take it. Not when she’s the one receiving it. He took the lead again, pressing a little more vigorously, relentlessly hoping. It’s me, Tom. It’s me. Can you see me?
He worked himself into a frenzy, allowing a tongue to slip through, beckoning it to explore him as much as he would the other. The demon’s tongue was smoother, entirely alien, making their tangle excite Marco to no end.
Selfish, selfish.
He knew.
But he didn’t care.
Not when he was the one losing in all of this.
Tom broke contact, and gently led his mouth to kiss Marco's tear-streaked cheeks.
He didn't even realize he's crying.
"What's wrong?" Tom murmured, the worry in his voice palpable. Worry for her.
Marco shook his head numbly.
Of course Marco couldn't speak, could only use his mouth to make Tom feel, as a last ditch attempt-
We could never go back.
Haven’t I already destroyed myself in your eyes?
"I want you." Marco didn't realize he'd been saying that over and over like a litany. "I want you, I need you, I want you..." he quieted.
Marco hiccuped. “You look at… me,” her, “like I’m the world. I don’t” she doesn’t, “deserve it. You’ve always been dedicated, and stupid, and willing to die for your ideals,” he inhaled sharply, “I know you would’ve rather died than go back to not knowing you may not have a chance with… me.” with Star. “But can’t you see that I need you in my life too?”
"I love you too."
Marco expected for him to grin that one smile, sly, smug, hopelessly confident.
Tom didn't. (When will he learn that the Tom he kept seeing was a Tom different from hers?) His posture showed determination, his flush betraying his nervousness, and yet he was earnestly serious, eyes trying to catch hers- his! Desperate to see a connection.
Marco couldn't say it back.
Not when he wasn't the one saying it back.
Marco gestured for him to let him go, and Marco sank to the ground, finally releasing his legs around the demon.
Marco buried himself in Tom's arms, his own absolutely clawing, grasping, unwilling to let go.
Tom smoothed Marco's hair, long smooth strokes that only reminded him that it wasn't. his. body.
"You don't have to say it back." Tom pressed his lips on her never his hair. "But I promise you, I will spend the rest of my life until you believe it."
Even in Marco’s stolen moment, there wasn’t any triumph for him.
He let himself indulge in Tom’s sweetness, his warm assurances, that one last kiss he allowed as Tom once again took him.
Like how cheap candy leaves a sharp aftertaste, as Tom lovingly beheld him for more than his worth, Marco could feel stitches in his heart as he desperately tried to hold it together.
Because in the end, he does believe it. That Tom would never lay eyes on anyone else but his Star.
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