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iwikpines · 4 months

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Tim and Sasha

Close-ups under the cut!

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conspicuouscephalopod · 9 months

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“I-I’m fine, we can - haahh! - k-keep moving…”

bored and horny so i doodled a shy mage girl. she’s on a quest with the rest of her team, and really doesnt want to hold them up.

#omorashi #omorashi art #omocute #im actually pretty proud of this one #im a big fan of witch hats if you couldnt tell #hehehe

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bogos-bint3d · 10 months

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I think everyone kinda sees Frisk as someone who would absolutely never hurt anybody ever, but also this is how I see them

No background version (which I kinda like more actually)

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strangleetomz · 2 years

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Blanket Trap!

Day 3 for my lee!Tommy week! link for the prompts: https://fizzthelee.tumblr.com/post/690344255616663552/ah-why-ello-there-what-is-this-a-lee-tommy-week

Lee!Tommy, Ler!Ranboo, Ler!Tubbo, CC’s :D

Warnings: pinning, tickling, swearing

NOT A SHIP! SHIPPERS LEAVE

Tubbo was just trying to figure out what to make him, Ranboo and Tommy for dinner. In peace. But it was hard to focus as Tommy and Ranboo’s high pitched giggling from the other room. He went to the room they were in, and that was certainly a sight to see.

Ranboo crouched above Tommy, rolling Tommy up in a blanket, and both boys giggling their heads off. It only increased once Tommy was completely trapped, unable to get out on his own.

“What the hell are you two doing?” Tubbo couldnt help but smile at their antics.

“Tuhuhuboho! Hehelp! I’ve been trahahapped!” Tommy squirmed as much as he could in the blanket trap.

“Yohou’re a blahankehet buhurrihitoho!” Ranboo pointed at Tommy, and Tubbo started giggling along with them.

“Hehelp mehee!” Tommy whined and tried to kick his legs out. Tubbo smirked at him.

“Ah, don’t worry, bossman! I’ll help you!” He exclaimed as he walked towards Tommy.

Tubbo crouched beside him with a smirk, and Tommy quickly realized what Tubbo meant by ‘help,’ and anticipatory giggles flowed from him. Ranboo was now confused.

“Wahahait- Tuhuhubohoho noho! I chahanged my mihind, I dohon’t neheheed your hehehEHELP-“ Tubbo began poking and prodding at Tommy’s stomach, and Ranboo then smiled.

“Oh, no! I insist, Tommy. You need to get out of there, right? Say, Ranboo, mind helping out a bit?” Tubbo was acting like he wasn’t doing anything and Tommy was not very happy about it!!

“Nohoho! RahaHAHANbohoo, heHEHELP MEHehe! Nohot hiHIHIHIM!! RAHAHANBOHOHOO!” Tommy cackled as Ranboo smiled evilly yet playfully, squeezing up and down Tommy’s side.

“I think I’ll help Tubbo, it’s a perfect opportunity to get you back! You can’t do anything!” Ranboo brought his other hand up to Tommy’s neck, and Tommy tried to scrunch up his shoulders to prevent it. Key word; tried.

“Awww~! Poor Tommy, so helpless. I guess you’re stuck until we decide you’ve had enough~!” Tubbo teased, booping Tommy’s nose after finishing that final sentence. Tommy scrunched up his nose and turned away as a pink hue appeared on his face.

“ShuhuHUHUt uhup TUHUHbboHOhoho!”

Ranboo leaned his head down to whisper in Tommy’s ear, “tktktktktktktktk~!” Tommy flinched away and his laughter raised an ovtave.

“NahAHAHA! RAHAhanbohOHOO! QUHIHIT IHIHIT!” Ranboo vibrated his fingers into Tommy’s ribs, and he giggled along with Tommy. His laughter was too contagious!

Then Tubbo ended up finding Tommy’s tum button. “Uh ohh~! I think I’ve found the giggle button~!” Tubbo cooed and Tommy suddenly panicked.

“Nohoho- Tuhuhubohoho! Nohoho! Nahahat thehe behehelly buhuhUHUHUTTOHOHON! TOHOHOHOBYHEHE!” Tubbo wiggled his pointer finger into Tommy’s belly button, and the blanket being in the way just made it so much worse.

“I’m gonna getcha Tommy~! Tickletickletickle!” Tubbo teased.

“FUHUHUHUCK! TUHUHUBBOHOHO! MAHAHAHAKE IHIT STOHOHAHAHAP!” Tommy shrieked in laughter, and Ranboo ended up stopping his tickling from laughing at Tommy’s reactions.

“OHOH FUHUHUCK OHOHOFF RAHAHANBOOB!” Tommy tried to hit Ranboo with his head, and Ranboo gasped.

“Tommy! Did you just hit me!?” Tubbo paused as well to look at Tommy with a smirk.

“Yeheheah! Ihihi dihihid!” Tommy hit Ranboo with his head, successfully this time.

“Oh that’s it, Tubbo, move over for me, will you?” Ranboo said to Tubbo, and Tubbo complied.

Ranboo unwrapped Tommy from the blanket, but he sat on his upper thighs before he could get up and run.

“Hold his arms up, Tubbo,” Ranboo gestured at Tommy’s arms, which were only free for a matter of 10 seconds before being pinned above his head. Tommy could only lie down and watch as this happened, nervous giggles flowing freely.

“Plehehease guhuys- wehehe cahahan tahahalk abohohout thihis?”

“Mm.. nope! Now, here comes the tickle monsters!~” Tubbo exclaimed, and then Ranboo immediately blew a long, fat raspberry right on Tommy’s belly button right after the tease.

“AAAHAHAHA! RAHAHAHAN! NOHOHAHAHA!” Ranboo couldn’t help but giggle a bit into Tommy’s stomach, before blowing a second raspberry. Then a third. And a fourth. And a fifth.

“This is what you get for hitting me, and constantly wrecking me!” Ranboo exclaimed before blowing a 6th raspberry.

“RAHAHAHANBOHOHOO! CUHUHUT IHIT OHOHOUT!” Tommy cackled loudly as he squirmed on the floor, bucking his hips wildly. He didn’t really want this to stop, yet.

“Ranboo? Who’s Ranboo? I’m the tickle monster~!” Ranboo smirked as Tommy’s laughter raised in pitch at the tease.

“FUHUCK OHOHOFF!”

Tuhbo then pinned Tommy’s hand’s under his knees. “Oh, Tommy~! There’s another tickle monster who’d like to play~”

Tubbo then vibrated his fingers into the hollows of Tommy’s armpits, and the beeduo swore they’ve never heard the blonde scream so loud, ever.

“Tickle tickle, Tommy~!” Tubbo and Ranboo sang in unsion.

Ranboo blew another raspberry like the first one, and Tommy finally had enough.

“OHOHOHKAHAHAY! OKHAHAAHY! EHEHENOHOHOUGH! PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAP!” Tommy screamed, and the second the word ‘enough’ left his mouth, Ranboo and Tubbo stopped and got off of him.

“Ihihi.. eheheheh..” Tommy melted into the floor, still giggling his lil head off.

“You alright, bossman?” Tubbo asked, sitting to the left of him.

“Ihit stihill tihickles..” Tommy muttered through his giggles.

“Tommy’s feelin’ ghost tickles,” Ranboo cooed at the teen, and Tubbo giggled a bit.

“Shuhut ihit,” Tommy said to the older men lightheartedly.

“Would you like to lay on the couch instead of the floor? I’d say the couch is a lot comfier,” Tubbo suggested, and Tommy immediately lifted up his arms. “Carry me.”

“I’ve got ya, Toms,” Ranboo said before picking up Tommy bridal style, and Tommy giggled at the way he was held.

“Careful, Tom! I’ll drop ya!” Ranboo teased, pretending to drop Tommy, causing Tommy to flail.

“Rahanboo, what the hehell!” Tommy exclaimed, Ranboo giggling a bit with him.

Ranboo did the same fake-out a few times, making little “ohh!” sounds everytime, before setting Tommy onto the couch.

Tommy was squished in between Ranboo and Tubbo, and he really wasn’t complaining. They let Tommy choose the movie for that night, and he chose ‘Up.’

“I hope you two know I will be getting you back,” Tommy suddenly said about 7 miniutes into the movie.

The beeduo flinched and blushed slightly, but then Ranboo only retorted back. “Then we’ll just get you back for that, Toms~.”

“Then it’s just a cycle of revenge,” Tubbo pointed out.

“Oh well,” Ranboo and Tommy stated.

None of them would really mind, tickling helped the three bond, and they enjoyed making eachother laugh.

#fizzthelee #fizzthelee fics #fizz’s lee tommy week #lee!tommy event #lee!tommy #ler!ranboo #ler!tubbo #im actually pretty proud of this one

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cufeilidh · 1 year

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PURE fluff and very explicit smut here - not a hint of angst for once!

have a short excerpt:

“I’d really like to—”

“Oh, how I want—”

They both broke off from their kiss to speak at the same time, and then to laugh together fondly.

“You can—”

“No, not at all. I insist you go first, my dear,” Stede cut off Ed’s offer of the same. “Please tell me what you had in mind.” His eyes crinkled in the corners as he smiled, and Ed felt a wave of affection.

“I’d like to take care of you tonight,” said Ed in the low voice he knew made Stede melt. “Fuck you nice and slow, make you feel so fucking good you’ll be sobbing my name.”

“Damn.” Stede replied after a moment. He blushed prettily and blinked a few times, looking a little soft around the edges, as planned. Then he straightened up and looked at Ed earnestly. “You know, I was honestly thinking much the same thing? Though the other way round,” Stede admitted, not looking especially put out, but playfully placing his hands on his hips anyway. The position jutted his hips forward and framed his thick cock with his hands in a way Ed was almost entirely certain Stede managed completely by accident. It was fucking adorable.

“I’m pretty sure it’s my turn, mate,” Ed said, lifting an eyebrow with a grin.

They had an informal system of sorts. Things between them usually progressed in a fairly organic manner if they weren’t trying something specific they’d discussed beforehand. Given they both enjoyed giving and taking on the regular, if ever there was some question of turns, they simply alternated. Yesterday had seen them both collapse into bed together for immediate sleep after a particularly busy day, but the night before last Stede had fucked Ed most thoroughly against the bookshelves after their evening nightcap got heated (as had a tendency to happen).

Stede scrunched up his nose and Ed wanted to kiss it. “Are you sure that’s right? I’m pretty sure it’s my turn, darling.”

“I'm always right.” Ed smirked.

Stede gave him a wry look, making Ed grin further. He was just about to bow to Stede’s wishes regardless—getting dicked down by Stede Bonnet was hardly a concession and since when could Ed deny him anything anyhow—when a mischievous look crossed Stede’s face.

“How about a little friendly competition?” Stede asked him, bouncing on the balls of his feet. It made his cock flop around a little distractingly, but Ed valiantly sharpened his attention to what he was saying instead.

“What kind of friendly competition?” Ed asked, intrigued.

“Well,” Stede began, looking excited. “We both use our mouths on each other, at the same time, and whoever gets the other to completion first, gets to… you know.”

Ed laughed and shook his head—the man comes up with blow job competitions and regularly makes Ed see stars with that pretty mouth of his, but somehow he draws the line at saying ‘fuck.’ At least until things got heated.

“Gets to pound the loser into the mattress?” Ed filled in crudely, hoping to earn another blush. He got one, Stede turning a lovely shade of pink and nodding with enthusiasm. “You’re on, mate. Blackbeard always wins.”

“We’ll see,” Stede narrowed his eyes impishly.

#Im actually pretty proud of this one #its pretty damn filthy lmao #i actually really love fluff i just usually tend to express my darker emotions in my art so i don't do pure fluff as much #it was really fun tho i should do it more often #our flag means death #ofmd #ofmd fanfic #edward teach #stede bonnet #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #smut #my fic

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whaliiwatching · 2 months

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list of adults who are great with kids

unfortunately i cant actually make a meme better than the movie

#spider man: across the spider verse #miguel o'hara #miles morales #peter b parker #mayday parker #peni parker #hobie brown #spider punk #spider noir #ft a little spider goddess #under the readmore is just a different version of the miguel and miles onion headline lol #im actually pretty proud of how these turned out #peni looks cute miguel looks techy peter b looks kind of on model even #i wouldve drawn miguel with the ‘dont cry endless possibilities’ bit but he was NOT that nice about it hahaaa #i know in my heart of hearts peter noir would not have been brainwashed like peter b #sorry peter b you’re just such an easy punching bag 😔😔#couldn’t find a meme for jess bc. she’s actually responsible lol #but she will get one if i can find one

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barghest-land · 10 months

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RRRRAAAAAAAAAAAA I LOVE HIM SO......!!!!!!!!

#art #rdr2 #rdr2 fanart #rdr1 #john marston #barghestland #i just realised that his relationships with jack are basically.. me and my dad LMAO #my dad is a bit late being a real dad tho im 27 :/#but it's nice it kinda feels like i actually have one! wow!#jack. my poor guy. i understand.#oooooh it hurts actually #but i love john anyway. listen he's doing a good job ok #im proud of him #ok im sad now just look at pretty (i guess) art alr<3 #artists on tumblr

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poorlydrawnvriska · 4 months

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this isnt 8adly drawn per se 8ut this is the vriska 8log ::::)

#im actually pretty d8mn proud of this one #vriska serket #homestuck #not badly drawn

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mispelled · 4 months

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Should probably stop drawing the background last but hey. what can you do

#ngl im pretty proud of this one #drawing adventure time characters in different outfits than their canon looks is very fun #when i started out with this ship it was a mix of hehe fire/plant and hehe two of finns love interests. fun. but now i actually think #theyd get along very well #also its just a fun ship #mispelled draws #misp draws #adventure time #flame princess #flame princess adventure time #phoebe adventure time #huntress wizard #adventure time huntress wizard #forest fire #adventure time fanart #adventure time flame princess

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pealingpetals · 1 year

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"you got it boss"

#*kisses u on the mouth platonically* thank u for ur patience #exactly one month later-- wow!! I did not plan that at all but that's pretty badass timing!!#i tried out a lot of stuff with lighting that i haven't messed with before and im actually super proud of how it came out!! :D #shigaraki tomura #shimura tenko #fanart #my art #bnha #bnha fanart #dabi #touya todoroki #shiggy #shigadabi

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bogos-bint3d · 9 months

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Every time I draw my blorbos the style/design changes

#im going to sleep now so posting this doodle from the other day before i go #undertale #bogos i binted #hotland art club #undyne #undertale undyne #undyne undertale #ut undyne #undyne ut #ut #utdr #ut/dr #undyne fanart #undertale fanart #utdr fanart #im actually pretty proud of this one #ok bye

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last-flight-of-fancy · 10 months

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boy that spiderverse movie was really good huh

#im actually pretty proud of this one considering i busted it out in one sitting #6-8 hours well spent #spiderverse #spiderverse fanart #across the spiderverse #spiderman #flight's making things again

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pettyprocrastination · 1 year

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Reluctant Bride

Pairing: Ellaria Sand x Baratheon!Fem! Reader (background Oberyn Martell x baratheon!fem!reader)

warnings: description of war, derogatory description of women, forced marriage, oberyn talks lowly of the reader’s appearance and status because he’s angry he has to marry in the first place, Oberyn is a dick but he gets better, (this makes it sound worse than it is lol. Just lore building with angst and sapphic yearning lmao.

Summary: Just months after the rebellion has ended, Ellaria Sand meets her lover’s betrothed.

word count: 1k

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Ellaria was dressed in finer clothes than you on your own wedding day.

Orange silk embroidered with golden serpents hugged her curves and fine jewels were weaved into her hair that your betrothed seemed content to twirl with his finger as he leaned in to whisper in her ear.

You didn’t need to be told who she was. The beautiful woman by your husband’s side, you saw it plainly in his eyes. Love and devotion that could never be found in a marriage under the sept’s roof, but rather one made by affection and passion.

Ellaria Sand was more of Oberyn’s wife than you ever thought you would be.

But bless the poor woman’s heart, she was frightened.

She didn’t want to come to his wedding at first. But Oberyn has all but begged her to, laying gentle kisses up her arm until he was mumbling his plea into the crook of her neck.

“If I will be forced to wed against my will, the least you can allow me is the pleasure of having my true love by side when I am chained to another.”

He always has a flair for dramatics, her sweet prince.

But Ellaria felt it, as she entered Storm’s End by his side, the judgemental stares and hushed whispers when his hand did not release hers. She knew exactly what they thought of her without ever heaving to hear their voices grind against her ears.

“He brought his whore?”

“To his own wedding, the gal!”

“She’s a bastard too, I heard.”

“That’s the dornish for you, debauched dogs, every single one of them.”

But she would not flinch at their words, she knew she was a bastard since birth, Dorne may have welcomed it but the rest of Westeros had no issue reminding her and every other sand in the world of their place. She learned it well and wore it with pride. She was the lover of the Red Viper, a child of house Uller, the gossip of tittering lords and ladies did not frighten her.

However, the Baratheons did.

She would be a fool not to, truly. They were the ones that started the war, plunging the realm into a year of bloodshed and horror that their eldest son charged headfirst into without a second thought.

Strong, dutiful, dangerous.

As she entered Storm’s End, thunder echoing against its stone walls that made their grand home resemble a shadowed cave rather than a castle, she is reminded of their words.

Ours is the fury.

It had been the third child, who greeted them. Dressed in all black and face somber, he looked well past his age, like a soldier returning from war rather than the young man just coming to age as he was.

“It’s a great honor to have you, my prince.”

But Stannis Baratheon had suffered a siege while his brother commanded from the battlefield, he had seen the war just the same.

His eyes, dark and cutting like a hidden blade, fell onto Ellaria, for a moment she felt as if she had come to an execution, rather than a wedding. Stannis looked at her like an intrusion, before bowing his head.

“My sister is eager to join our houses with this union. As are you, I am sure.”

Oberyn’s agreeance was slick with mockery, teeth flashed in a grin that made the young man’s face go sour.

“There is nothing I look forward to more.”

He had yet to let go of Ellaria’s hand.

The pair did not separate until they reached the sept, a grand building covered in tapestries of every dead saint and alive with hymns that speak of love and devotion.

Two things seldom found between husband and wife.

Oberyn walked to the altar alone, but his eyes caught hers in the crowd and he smiled. Even from afar, she knew him well enough to catch the twitch of his thumb at his side. That despite his anger and dismissive arrogance he loves to wrap himself in like a silken robe, he was at a disadvantage. This was not his home and nor were these were not his people. He was in the house of the family responsible for the death of his sister with no plan for vengeance, but a wedding he was forced into, just like his Elia.

Ellaria’s gaze is pulled from her lover as the grand door creaks open over the singing, where their king enters, face still laden with scars of the rebellion, of his conquest, escorting the bride by hand.

Robert Baratheon was large in every way possible. His presence commanded respect. Even in his formal wear the bulk of his muscle was seen through as he walked. The hymns dulled to a soft hum at his entrance, head turning as his eyes cut into the crowd before they landed on Ellaria and she froze in her spot.

For a moment, fear clenched her heart.

Robert had unleashed a war upon the realm when Rhaegar took his betrothed, he plunged his siblings into starvation and rode against countless noble families that now bend the knee to him. He caved in the chest of the silver-haired dragon prince himself, severing the three headed dragon with his war hammer until there was nothing left of it’s legacy than two eggs, lost to the wind.

And here she stood at his sister’s wedding, the proud lover of her betrothed.

There’s a brief moment where she wondered if he was going to say something. Shout an order for her to be escorted out for being so bold to be at the union, but then a hand squeezed his and he pulled away from her gaze to yours.

“Don’t.” Barely a whisper that only he could hear. No question nor plea, but an order.

One the Usurper obeys without resistance.

Ellaria had never seen you in person before. But Oberyn had painted a foul picture of you the moment your betrothal was confirmed to still be held after the rebellion. He spoke of your sneer and the way your lips puckered into a sour pout each time somebody spoke to you, your eyes were flat and empty of any emotion.

“If it weren’t for her skirt I wouldn’t know which one I was marrying.” Oberyn jested as he lifted a goblet of wine to his lips. “Her or Stannis.”

Ellaria watched you walk down the aisle to her lover, struck by your beauty.

A hood sat atop your head that fell to embroidered lace covering your shoulders, her eyes found a stray curl that dangled by your face and wondered what it would feel like under her finger tips. Dark eyes flick over to her own if only for a second and she felt herself stopped once more, not with fear.

But desire.

You continued forward and she watched you walk down the aisle to the awaiting prince.

A strong nose frames the soft line of your features, shoulders drawn back and head held high like a queen to be worshiped or a painting to be admired.

You were regal. Looking more like a crowned ruler than the king by your side.

Your voice did not waver during your vows, she wondered if you were frightened. Any woman would be. To marry a man who loathed her family for a death you had no part in.

But you didn’t let it show. Instead the promise to be a loyal wife echoed through the sept before you leaned forward and pressed your lips to Oberyn’s, who was just as stiff as you.

As she watched the first kiss of an unwanted marriage, Ellaria’s chest filled with envy of her beloved prince.

#ellaria sand x reader #ellaria sand x you #baratheon wife tag #oberyn martell x reader #oberyn martell x you #teehee #id like to say my fantasy/medival fics have gotten some inspiration from my poetry of desire class last semester <3 thanks professor #those annotations were torture but the poetry slapped frfr #i think i still have my book actually #one of my favorites was the vine #i just. *clenches fist* love lore and WOMEN #im proud of this but also embarassed it took me like. four hours to write 1.2k words jfc man #i like putting oberyns wife in pretty hoods and gowns hehe #also i listented to tamino like the entire time i wrote this i hope it shows #anyways its..three am now. woof

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pepperonitowerask · 1 year

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A guest? No no no, more of an intruder, I'd gather. They aren't supposed to be here, right? Guests are welcomed. Intruders are not.

Fakino: "Euqnuihc È? Oaic-" (Hello? Is anyone-)

Fakino: "EEP!"

???: "You- You think you can just-a BARGE INTO MY R- BARGE IN AND-A, and ATTACK ME WHILE I'M NOT-A LOOKING?!"

???: "Why... why I-a oughta to- I should just-"

???: "... Wait..."

Peppino: "You... Fakino?"

#pepperoni tower au #more to come tomorrow of these two!!!#actually yknow what im pretty proud of this one #pizza tower #main tag moments perhaps #!!!!!!

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sea-jello · 6 months

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Day 21/October 21: Day of the Departed || Reminisce (??)

GRAHH ITS STILL THE 21ST SOMEWHERE i’m apparently using morrotober to try new things this one’s a new lineart brush that i’m sorta warming up to and the POSE and the BACKGROUND and the LIGHTING i’m surprised i finished this at all tbh. and also new morro design

bg lineart and sword vs neither plus the green ghost fog thing i do basically if you zoom in really really close the lines aren’t smooth on the lineless bgs but icba the pedestal can be chipped or something. i kinda like without the sword and fog cause it gives him a more isolated feel yk (that was my original idea lmao)

this one’s my attempt at funky mannequin hands

#i was sorta going for a reminiscey vibe #if you squint he’s looking at the sword #at least that’s what i tried to do #i’m pretty sure reminisce is looking back on good things tho so maybe not #i just now realized the sword would make more sense facing the other way but whatever we ball #alo if you see this these were the hands i wanted to do w your dtiys but i couldn’t figure it out so i stuck the sword onto him lol #SPEAKING OF HANDS I DID THEM MYSELF WITH NO REF AND IM KINDA PROUD OF THEM #LOOK WHERE WE ARE NOW IMPROVEMENT BABY #at least i hope these things are kinda one and done #I ALSO DID THE POSE WITH NO REF although that one may be evident #i actually did everything other than the bg with no ref #i was coloring the bg in the dark so i hope the colors aren’t too wack i just eyedropped and prayed #the texture is weird idk how i did that #deadass i think i was coloring for like 5 hours straight #i actually kinda like the fog thing the outline reminds me a bit of the preeminent #ninjargon just says morro if you want to know about that #ninjago #lego ninjago #morro ninjago #ninjago morro #morro wu #morrotober 2023 #morrotober2023 #morrotober #ninjago dotd #day of the departed #i had more doodles and a comic for previous prompts but i got intimidated by the comic and got stuck doom scrolling instead #i’ll finish them when i have the time #and pick my ass up to tackle the comic #maybe i’ll just post it for myself instead of morrotober

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bennidraws · 8 months

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yeehaw 🤠

full ADULT ver

#serennedy #leon x luis #luis serra #leon kennedy #the people of twitter voted on this im so proud #ACTUALLY the poll about top!luis or bottom!luis was way closer than i expected it to be #kinda surprising i thought more people liked top!luis (or rather bottom!leon lmaoo)#anyway this was painful to draw bc it was the first pics i did on my new pc and new graphics and the feel is totally off from my old one #SURE its super crispy and colors are PRETTY and vibrant BUT AT WHAT COST (the cost of my brain not being used to any minor changes)#wow i love ranting in tags <333 #my art

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