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#best band???? probably
taiiyucky · 9 months
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Little doodle I did a while back!
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the rest of the cast got their new song covers, so i wanted to try putting the others in a band :>
i did want to make it look a bit like an album cover but i have no idea how those are designed so eh?? i also couldn't think of any band or album/song names so. if anyone has any ideas...
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 4 months
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Thank you all for voting in the poll to decide who was going to be the leader of the band! It turned out to be such a close race!
#poorly drawn mdzs#better drawn mdzs#mdzs#madam lan#A-qing#Band AU#(Reminder that Madam Lan's design inspiration goes to Qourmet!)#Madam Lan may have been the winner per vote count but there were so many strong advocates for A-Qing!#I played around with a few versions of what the 'poll winner' art was going to be and ultimately decided I wanted them both.#As any good theater love knows though - The battle for leadership was a ruse. They *all* get a chance to be featured.#Cooperation was the real end goal! However I do think these two have the best frontman energy of the group.#Or at least 'crowd favourite' energy. I also really loved hearing what people thought their vocal styles would be like!#This was probably one of my favourite polls to do and I love drawing these characters a lot B*)#I'd love to spend a bit more time in this AU so count on me bringing it back.#One thing I keep feeling like I need to redeem myself on is Madam Lan's Translucent skirt. I have *not* done the concept justice yet.#It is such a crack-platonic ship but I want to think Madam Lan and A-Qing would enjoy each other's company.#Possibly also with JYL as well. They can be like mutually beneficial therapy dogs to each other.#Madam Lan never got to see her kids grow up into teenagers after all. She only had sons. Never daughters.#Even if she saw her kids once a month we do know she treated them with so much love and kindness.#She would bite the shit out of YZY for yelling at JYL. What a sight to see. A-Qing would also start biting (for fun).
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fructidors · 1 year
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i've thought about this a lot and if i had to explain recorded sound to a ghost or a time traveler or an alien i would play them the recording of california song from this tmg show. the quiet simplicity. the person in the audience who shouts "i love you". the way after two lines, john leaves his mic and all you hear is the crowd, but it's small enough that you can pick out individual voices. the person with high voice who hits every note and you can hear their smile. the way the quiet of the first verse turns into a emphatic chant of "i've got joy, joy, joy in my soul tonight". the guy who sings the song the regular way while the rest of the crowd holds a note, and ends up being the only person singing in the audience for a moment. the way the john and the crowd keep singing "you really got a hold on me" until it's just peter's bass and everyone snapping along. the little improvised lines john sings before he says "thank you very much" and the crowd erupts. humanity at its absolute finest for real
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a-s-levynn · 2 months
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A new era
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pan-de-nomena · 5 months
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sometimes i think about how we dont really see older aged trolls in the franchise and how they probably kept sacrificing themselves to save the young ones from being eaten
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Once I come up with a killer band name all I'll need to do is actually learn how to sing or play an instrument!
(Honestly this thought exercise is actually a really fun coping mechanism for rejection of any sort I highly recommend it)
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Mirror Man - Jack Stauber
good god i have regrets. idk if i'd say this is one of them though
anyways. sonny in the computer eh? here. have every single frame of this. 'cause there's only 24
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it's in the opposite order of appearance but i'm not gonna fix that so. have fun i suppose
oh. uh. sorry for my trash handwriting i just didn't wanna risk krita crashing if i inserted text n did whatever makes it crash. hah.
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Does anyone else think about this moment?
Like how Luke knows that Alex is stressed and anxious about crossing over, and heartbroken about saying goodbye to Willie.
And Luke also knows that dancing is one of the things that helps Alex relax and makes him happy.
But he doesn’t just tell him to dance because he knows that wouldn’t work, because Alex doesn’t like being told what to do and he really doesn’t like people taking care of him.
Instead he goes, “Alex! No dancing!” because he knows Alex will immediately dance just to spite him and he just want to see his friend be happy.
And the look on his face after, like he’s just so damn proud of himself, just for putting a smile on Alex’s face for a second.
And the way he nudges Reggie, like, “See, I told you so,” makes me think they planned this when they stepped away so Alex could say goodbye to Willie outside.
Anyway. Yeah. I think about it a normal and healthy amount.
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ghoul-slime · 7 months
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Kinktober/Ghostober 2023 - Day 1 - Tentacles (Dew Solo)
Starting off Kinktober by being two days late! Using the Ghostober prompt list on Ao3 by @kroas-adtam. Probably won't be able to do daily fic for the whole month, and most of these will probably end up being short drabbles, but we'll see what happens.
Day 1: Tentacles (solo Dew, tentacles/Dew)
It’s been years since his transition, but even now Dew still dreams of the water. Some nights, he’s drifting, serene and peaceful, floating in an endless expanse of blue. Calm and quiet and content. Other nights he dreams of the inky black depths, the exhilaration of the dive, to secret, unseen places. 
But dreams like these? They’re his favorite. Dreams of a physical connection, a manifestation of the water, of his old element like an ex-lover. In these dreams, the water comes to him as a hulking beast with a hundred arms. Slick tentacles writhing and cool to the touch. Hungry for him.
He welcomes them as they surround him, lift him into the air, cradle his body in their loving embrace. Dew can feel them roaming his burning skin, a cool touch to his ever-raging fire.
In his dream, he can feel them slither, wet and slick, leaving a thick trail of slime across his body. Two to each of his arms, holding him down and forcing his shoulders back, leaving his bare chest exposed for more to crawl across his front, dip into his navel. Two latch on to his nipples with slick, dripping suckers. Sucking and lapping at his chest, leaving him slippery and wet, his nipples puffy and pink and dripping.
In his dream, Dew cries out for more.
They coil around his thighs, pulling tight and spreading him open, holding his legs and always moving, petting at his skin, wrapping around his ankles, tickling the backs of his knees until he’s keening, squirming and writhing in their grip. Begging for more.
Dew opens his mouth, asking to taste. Beckoning with his tongue until he feels the slick tip of a slippery, wet tendril slip past his lips, sliding wet and heavy across his tongue. Dew hollows his cheeks and sucks, relishing the way he feels it fatten up in his mouth, filling him up and stretching his jaw. He greedily swallows the slick that leaks down his throat like a gift. In his dream, Dew can taste the sweetness.
He dreams of more arms, slithering, writhing, and curious, feeling their way across every inch of his body. They coil around his neck, dip into the hollow of his hip, slide down the cleft of his ass, leaving a slick trail in their wake. He moans with relief when they breach him, sliding inside his body with ease. In his dream Dew feels so full, so fulfilled. Another writhes in alongside the first, sliding in and out in tandem, thick and gushing. Dew feels every inch. 
More arms feel across his belly, petting up and down the bulge created by the ones in his ass, pushing inside, filling him deep and loving. 
In his dream, Dew feels like he’s home.
A third in his ass, swelling up and stretching him open. He’s never felt so full. Like a missing piece slid into the core of him. A thin tendril coils around his cock, squeezing gently across his shaft, playing with the head of him. The tip of it and laps hungrily at his leaking slit. Prods at the opening. Slipping just inside the tip of his dick to jack him off from the inside. Dew wails around the thick arm fucking his mouth as he’s filled from every angle. Pushed closer to release.
When Dew cums, so does the beast, shooting into him at every point they’re joined. Pumping deep inside him, it feels thick and cool. It drips down his thighs, dribbles down his cock. Covers his belly and chest. Best of all, the sweet taste of it fills his mouth. He swallows greedily, thankful for every drop.
In his dream, Dew doesn’t want it to end.
When Dew wakes up, his blankets are soaked. Wet with sweat and cum and slick. Dew wakes up feeling empty. Alone. Body burning too hot and craving the cool touch of the water.
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placebofever · 8 months
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blotb0x · 10 days
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sometimes i wonder how life would be if i met the mechs but it would literallt be this i can’t lie
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27-royal-teas · 7 months
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drew a tour poster for the lovely @earlgreytea68 in honor of Swan Song officially being published as a book!!! I love the story so much and I’m so proud of them— I wish I could read it. make sure to check that out if you can!!!!!! for this I thought I should keep the original concept of my design for banter and badinage’s art, but I expanded on it— attempted to mature it, in a way. I’m not sure if that came through.
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hella1975 · 4 months
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girls will say they’re tough shit until 7 by catfish and the bottlemen comes on
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magicalgirlfr · 3 months
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Wish me luck to get this card :')
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waugh-bao · 6 months
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“This was a lot of fun, and the first gig with Mick Taylor. He was amazing and looked fabulous in those days, with his long hair; a very romantic period.”-Charlie Watts in According to The Rolling Stones (2001)
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