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smoresie · 2 months
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His ass would so enjoy a steak dinner
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courtmartialme · 22 days
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and you're the one i can't live without💞💐
(it's a redraw of a redraw! originals under the cut ^__^)
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first redraw is from 2020 :] the original is from a studio bones artists' exhibition iirc! this time i wanted to give riza an outfit i like personally instead of drawing the same as the original ^__^
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sageandscorpiongrass · 8 months
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could you do a web about loving someone who doesn’t love you back
certainly!
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I Wish That You Loved Me.
I Swear Somewhere This Works, Trista Mateer | For the Best, Gregory and the Hawk | Today Means Amen, Sierra DeMulder | from the unsent project | poem I wrote sitting across the table from you, Kevin Varrone | The Garden of Eden, Ernest Hemmingway | Cascando, Samuel Beckett | Hungry Thread of Nerves, Fatima Aamer Bilal | Catalog of Unabashed Gratitude, Ross Gay | @/haematiclove on twitter | Lullabies, Lang Leav | In a Dream You Saw a Way To Survive, Clementine von Radics | Don’t You Dare (Make Me Fall in Love With You), Kaden MacKay | Honeybee: Baggage, Trista Mateer | If This Were My Book The Ending Would Be So Different, Natalia Vela
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humbuns · 1 year
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forget-me-nots; eternal love and devotion
Decided to share my piece for the collab I’m running for Malleus’s bday. Only one more week left guys, get your flowers in before it’s too late!!
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sunflowerarrtt · 2 months
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she may have been gone for several years but i still love (not!)sasha </3
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spinsun · 1 year
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Elise mspaint doodles :]
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morangoowada · 4 months
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Flowers are interesting
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matchlocksunflowers · 7 months
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ultratober day 4- Minos
canterbury bells, forget-me-nots, red roses, rosemary.
( i think this one is so on the nose, oh man...)
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taffyglitch-art · 2 months
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and TODAY in crossover AUs only about 5 people will understand: hey what if CPUK characters got put in a Caligula Effect game
I'm planning to draw more stuff for the AU in the future but I had to post something or else I would explode, so here's Jack (acting as club president), Sprout/Hoedown, J0hn, and Therapuppy/Folk, along with a glimpse of Iggy and Nelson :] I'll put a bit more info about the AU under the cut-
The AU is mainly based on the premise and trajectory of the NCCTs- Prism puts everyone in a dreamscape together and they have to stop her. I was having trouble deciding who would be the character to guide everyone, so I've split the role between Iggy and Nelson, as seen here. The rest of the Go-Home club (according to my CURRENT PLAN at least) is made up of Squid Jenny, Twist, Google, Larry, Dantoinette, and a secret surprise character >:3 As for the musicians... they would probably include Doctor Order, Peppermint, CM2K (as Mach 2, I know I said I was basing this on the NCCTs but the timeline's a bit wacky), Prismatic Shadow, and some others. :]
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bigdumbbambieyes · 1 year
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forget-me-nots; a symbol of true love and a testament to your relationship and promises the other person that you will never forget them in your thoughts.
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“I can’t be here long, but I had to see you before I left.”
Steve feels his stomach knot tight with emotion. His throat feels thick, his tongue heavy, unable to form words as he stares into Billy’s sorrowful eyes.
Home. Hawkins isn’t Billy’s home, obviously. It never was.
And now that he’s free, with his diploma and belongings tucked away in his luggage in the backseat of the Camaro, which is idling with a full tank of gas in Steve’s driveway, he’s ready to go.
He’s leaving everything behind him, to go home to familiarity, from where he’d been snatched away in the night. He’s leaving his father behind, he’s leaving his step mom and sister behind, he’s leaving the monsters behind.
He’s leaving Steve behind.
And it’s sudden. Unexpected. It’s dark outside, where Steve’s standing at the threshold of his front door, in his pyjamas and slippers, while Billy looks like he’s ready to run towards clear skies and saltwater beaches.
“Oh,” Steve finally whispers, his voice thin and shaky.
Billy grabs his hands and holds them. His palms are sweaty from the nerves.
He murmurs, “I gotta go, tonight. He’s not home and Susan said she’d keep him busy once he is.”
The longer Neil doesn’t know that Billy’s gone, the better of a chance he has to get away.
Tears burn Steve’s eyes, because it wasn’t supposed to be like this. He knew Billy was going to go one day, he needed to go home and Steve wasn’t going to stop him, especially when he can’t follow him, not now. But, they were going to make it special - a whole day for themselves, something to mark the occasion of a temporary goodbye until Steve could make the journey back to his home in the form of blond curls and unwavering strength.
But, now it’s dark outside and Billy has to go.
His boyfriend notices the unshed tears and cups Steve’s face in his hands, steps closer until there’s barely an inch between them and he claims Steve’s mouth with his own. It’s soft and harsh, full of apologies and regret, and despite it all, hope. It’s bittersweet and cracks his heart wide open.
Steve doesn’t realize tears have fallen until their kiss tastes like salt, but they’re not his. They never are.
Billy pulls away and Steve sees the way the moonlight catches on his boyfriend’s wet, freckled cheeks.
“Here,” Billy whispers, grabbing his necklace and pulling it over his head. Steve feels another wave of something overwhelming as Billy places it over his head like a crown, feeling the warm metal on the nape of his neck while the pendant rests against his chest.
He watches the way Billy eyes the necklace, emotions crossing his face one after the other, until their eyes meet again and Billy whispers, “To remember me.”
Forget-me-nots.
Steve immediately unclasps the watch on his wrist, pulling the brown leather through the silver closure until it’s in his hand and then he’s wrapping it around Billy’s bare wrist, closing it around his skin.
He looks up at Billy, catches the way the blond’s bottom lip is trembling ever so softly, and lifts the watch up to press a kiss to it. “To remember me,” he echoes quietly, listening to the soft ‘tickticktick’ of the watch against his mouth.
“I gotta go,” Billy murmurs, but there’s clear doubt in his face and voice, like he isn’t sure if this is the right thing to do anymore. He doesn’t want to leave Steve, he doesn’t want to leave them, but there’s no way Steve will let him stay.
Not when Billy’s so close to freedom. To living a life where he doesn’t have to be afraid anymore.
“Yeah,” Steve nods as he lowers Billy’s hand, “You do.” But he can’t let go of Billy’s wrist. He can’t uncurl his fingers, can’t pull away, so Billy pulls him in for one last kiss.
It’s deep, slow, soothing. Like a promise.
“It’s not forever,” Steve whispers the reminder into the blond’s mouth, keeping his voice steady even as grief wraps around his throat. He pulls away to look at Billy, into his watery blues, and manages a small smile, “And we’ll call, every day, until I’m there with you, yeah?”
Billy can’t speak, but he nods, quick with a sniffle. It’s not forever. It’s not long at all.
They pull away at the same time and Billy doesn’t linger. He gets into his car while wiping away his tears and drives off after a moment of hesitation, leaving behind his heart in Hawkins, Indiana.
Steve stands there for another moment, listening to the roar of the Camaro down the highway, and goes inside once the silence of the night is all he has. He closes the door quietly, locking it tight, and stuffs Billy’s necklace under his shirt collar to feel the cool metal against his skin.
And there, leaning against the door, with his heart driving west, he finally lets himself cry.
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anglerflsh · 1 year
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redraw of something I did last October, after my birthday
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gigi-does-art · 5 months
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Decided to draw some Serennedy cats! I absolutely adore this ship and it’s definitely one of my favorites, they both deserve to be happy. I’m really satisfied with how this turned out and I hope to make similar pieces at some point!
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amethyst-halo · 6 months
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alder time
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skylilywolf · 6 months
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Went through some of my old fanart to redraw since I’ve been thinking of ahit a lot lately,,,,
Original under the cut vvv
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bonefall · 1 year
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does Tallstar’s SE (or Tallstar in general) have any changes? Hes always been my favourite character
For Tallstar's Revenge, there's a ton of building blocks I want to keep.
(WIP Title: Tallstar's Collapse)
The story is that Heatherstar, a few years ago, started a campaign against ShadowClan for control of the Mothermouth Moorland (ShadowClan probably calls it the Mothermouth Marshland). It's a floodplain just above the carrionplace and to the east of the Moor. This war is in its early stages, but quickly escalating.
To win this, she's focusing on training more Runners. Tunneling is a defensive activity. It helps you catch more food, it makes shelters from storms, it produces the best clay that any Clan has access to. And it's not useful for conquest.
So she's killing it, slowly. Into this world, Tallkit is born.
Sandgorse and the Tunnelers, like canon, realize that Heatherstar is trying to end their ancient tradition. The more they fight her, the more justification she has for denying them apprentices. I have some sympathy for Sandgorse I intend to portray here. He's still wrong for how he treats his son, but without a young tunneller, generations of knowledge will be lost.
But Tallkit CAN'T be their savior. He's a Runner, he hates tunnels, he has no mind for types of soil or a sense of depth. Heatherstar is right behind him to encourage
So between all this, Palebird's postpartem depression, Sandgorse's disappointment, Heatherstar's pressure, and the escalating war, Tall feels suffocated. I'm planning for Jake to be one of those traveling cats, from the original book.
(Also Jake is not Firestar's father, not in a way that matters. They do not look very similar either. Chelford cats don't have a concept of fatherhood and I don't appreciate canon's implication that Jake had special Main Character Genes and Tallstar immediately liked him because he saw his ex in him :/)
Jake offers him an adventure and freedom. I don't care much for the revenge-setup of the original book honestly. If I can find something else for them to look for together, I'd prefer that-- but the point of this journey is for Talltail to experience freedom for the first time in his life.
He meets old BloodClan, he rests a week as a kittypet, he explores the farms beyond the Clans and sees how the cats live. Talltail considers what the world has to offer and where Jake can bring him, as both a lover and as a symbol of freedom.
But in the end, he misses his family, and he misses WindClan.
Talltail decides that he wants to return to the Clans. He chooses this over the life he could have had with Jake, believing that his family needs him and that this is truly where he belongs. He believes he can make it better., and in some ways he can.
But, long after this SE ends, we see that power acts through leaders just as much as they can act through power.
Anyway, that's the WIP.
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empressofthelibrary · 2 months
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You know, researching Victorian flower language would be so much easier if this reference book had goddamn PICTURES
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