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paleopanthera · 1 year
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Remember my knife wielding sketchbook birds? Well they've gotten a fine slap of color and are now available as a sticker sheet, individual stickers, & shirts over on Redbubble!
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If you buy the sticker sheet be sure to pick the MEDIUM size so the kiss cuts are far enough apart. Medium size sticker sheet makes for 8 bird stickers about 2" on the long side apiece; the large is roughly 8x3" stickers and so on. You can also get them individually or on a shirt if you like! Redbubble is my current solution for merch as A) I cannot afford to guess what's popular and B) cannot store the sheer variety of things that RB can make. Thankfully I've bought from them many times both my art and other artists and the quality is VERY nice. ALWAYS check the internet for RB coupons too; they do 20-30% off regularly. Here's one for 20% that works as of this tumblr post: 20ForYou-0223LW
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dovesick · 6 months
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hi i’m dovesick, i’m an anthro artist. i mostly draw one-off themed pieces & comics, sometimes with horror elements. i have a couple stories with ocs as well, i’d like to draw them more but i get mega distracted by drawing challenges hahah
this is some recent work of mine (as of october 2023). i’m friendly & you can message me if you want. i’m more active on instagram though (d0vesick -with a zero). my favourite things are pokemon (esp shiny hunting) & tboi & i always wanna talk about them :D i love animals too & dead kennedys are my favourite band.
(btw i tag content warnings, so as long as you have those words filtered then you’ll be fine. i put all my work on insta so i don’t draw anything extreme)
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an-atelierr · 1 year
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STRANGE - SCENE - IT IS EVERYTHING - IN - FLAMES
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purple-pigeon-art · 1 year
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Now i have 2 pigeon-with-knife designs. This is actually the first drawing i did of the idea, then i did a second drawing and the pink knife pigeon came to be. You can find both on my site, this one can be found here
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Day 25, dangerous! What you got there, pigeon?
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gameshowghozt · 1 year
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so i dozed off in the shower and this is what came of it
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nickbutnodick · 2 days
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i finally sharpened my souvenir yellowstone swiss army knife.
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By jooa_tattoo
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daydadahlias · 10 months
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you kinda give off the snoopy with a plastic knife vibes
yeah that sounds about right
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peachydinosaur · 1 year
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one of my friends asked if i wanted to join her roleplay discord server and i was like 'that sounds fun but i will tell you right now i am very bad at text based online roleplay. but that concept sounds fun and I'm willing to try at long as it's okay if i don't do much and maybe suck at it' and she was like 'that's fine!' so she added me and to learn the function of a bot that kind of like. spoofs a character profile so it looks like a character with a name and picture is talking. don't know how to explain it. but anyways i decided instead of trying to commit to a character concept i was gonna just make a pigeon. but the pigeon was a hit, everyone loved him and i feel like that can be a really low stakes character to be and a fun bit and my friend said that the pigeon can be my rp character so. pigeon in a server. he has a knife. what will he do
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alporquia · 1 month
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the delight of once again being home
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thestuffedalligator · 11 months
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The goblin looked at the orc. The orc looked at the goblin. They both looked down at the crumpled shape of the Overlord, His Unholy Majesty, in his obsidian armor.
His final spasms had been mesmerizingly acrobatic. The fall down the steps leading up to his iron throne had pretzelled his body quite impressively, both arms folded behind his back and one leg bent at a jaunty angle.
The goblin looked at the orc. The orc looked at the goblin.
"Shit," said the goblin.
"Shit," said the orc.
"We're likely to get blamed for this," the goblin said. She walked over to the head of the glittering mangled heap and started pulling the helmet off.
"It's not our fault," the orc said. "It's hard to help someone choking when they wear two-hundred pounds of spiked armor at all times."
"Yeah, well," the goblin grunted. The helmet came free, and the bald head of the Overlord bounced on the stone with a hollow, coconut noise. "You know how it is in this bloody country - thieves get their heads cut off so they can't think about thieving, and all that." She fished in the Overlord's mouth with a finger and pulled out the obstructing olive on the end of her claw.
She popped it into her mouth and chewed. "What do you reckon they do for a regicide?" she said.
"We should run," the orc said. She had started bouncing her leg. "I hear that there's some places in the Alliance where they just kill you and let you stay dead. That's got to be nicer than what'll happen if we stay here."
The goblin started to nod - and then her gaze fell on the helmet.
It looked like a pineapple designed by a deranged blacksmith. It was all thorns and spikes and hard edges, as though the maker had been very determined to not let pigeons roost on it. The only bits that weren't solid iron were eyeholes. Nobody had ever seen the Overlord's face.
She held up the helmet and squinted from it to the orc. One of the thorns had been bent badly in the fall.
Nobody had ever seen the Overlord's face...
"Right," she muttered. "Right. Could work - or."
The orc had a sudden vision of the immediate future. "No," she said.
"I mean you're about his height-"
"No."
"It would just be for a-"
"Absolutely not."
"Just hear me out," the goblin said. "Outside of this room are two-thousand men and orcs and goblins who are absolutely gonzo about this man, and there's a whole country of them outside of the castle, and at any moment someone's going to walk in that door and see one dead tit in black armor and two unbelievably dead idiots next to him.
"Or." She tossed the helmet up like a basketball to the orc, who fumbled and tried to find somewhere to hold it that wasn't a knife's edge. "We chuck him out the window now, walk out the door in the armor, and ditch the armor as soon as nobody sees us."
The orc had started bouncing her leg again. "They'll know something's up the second I walk out of the room."
"No worries," said the goblin. "Leave that to me."
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It had been a very strange year for the Empire.
Change had rolled across the land as slow and inevitable as a glacier. Roads and bridges carved the gray, blasted wildlands, and a number of social reforms had made the country a place where you could be miserable, yes, but miserable in comfort and safety, and that was an improvement.
Barely anyone got boiled alive in molten metal, and even if the disgusted sun never rose to light the Empire, at least you had a roof over your head to protect yourself from the acid rain.
"Your empire flourishes, Your Unholy Majesty," the magician said over her wine glass. She looked down from the tower's balcony over the gleaming stone battlements. Some work had been done to line the castle and surrounding city with sizzling, crackling alchemical lights at night. The whole thing glowed like something dangerously radioactive.
The suit of armor waved a languid, glittering gauntlet over to the goblin, who bowed.
"His Abominable Gloriousness Thanks You," the goblin recited. "The Prosperity Of His Empire Can Only Be Achieved Through The Prosperity Of His People."
"If I may be so bold, I am quite pleased that you had chosen to take my counsel under consideration," said the magician. "We have accomplished many things together."
Another wave. Another bow. "The Overlord, May His Presence Swallow The Sun And Stars, Thanks You As Well."
"It was quite gratifying to see you change your mind, after so many centuries of denial." The wine was swirled. "Tell me, what was it that finally gave you cause to listen to me?"
There was the slightest hesitation. The goblin's eyes flicked to the armor, then to the magician. She puffed out her chest. "Do you question the wisdom of His Austere Lugubriousness?" she asked.
The magician looked at the goblin. She looked at the armor. She tipped her head back and drank the wine too quickly.
She looked back at the armor. "I know you're the orc, you moron," she said.
The room went deathly still. An alchemical light fizzled.
The orc pulled off the helmet, sending long, untied hair down tangling, and said: "How could you possibly-"
"Because you're both idiots!" the magician said. The goblin jumped. The orc jumped with a noise like a dropped stove. "What kind of a plan was this?! If it wasn't for me, you would have been turned into fertilizer months ago."
She closed her eyes. She took a long, dramatic breath. She set the wine glass down on the balcony rail.
"How did the Overlord die?" she asked when she seemed like she had gotten a hold over herself.
"Choked on an olive," said the goblin.
"Threw his body out the window," said the orc.
"You don't have to mention the window," said the goblin.
"Right," said the orc. "Sorry."
The magician looked out over the city, hand curled thoughtfully under her nose. "Who knows about this?"
"Just us. And, uh. You. Apparently."
"And why did you accept my counsel?"
The orc blinked. "Sorry?"
"Why did you accept my counsel?" the magician repeated.
"Well," the orc said. "Well - you seemed like you had good ideas-"
"Great ideas!" the goblin said with an edge of desperation. "Don't know why the old bastard didn't listen to you!"
"Right - right," said the orc. "And when we figured we were stuck doing this - well, it just made sense, really."
The magician seemed to absorb this. She nodded. "All right," she said, striding between the two and grabbing the crystal decanter.
"Um," said the orc. "Sorry. What happens now?"
"What happens is that you two will continue to serve as Overlord," said the magician. "You will continue to take my counsel. We will continue to reform this bloody country, and gods willing, we will turn it into the crown jewel of the world by next Midwinter."
The orc looked at the goblin. The goblin looked at the orc.
"Really?" the goblin asked.
"Oh yes," said the magician. "I've worked hard to be counsel to the Overlord, and I have no reason to stop now. And besides-"
She looked the orc up and down with a deliberate slowness, poring over every microscopic detail, eyes tracing over every jagged line, and grinned like a panther.
"You look much better in the armor than he ever did," she said. Dark robes swirled like a becleavaged thundercloud, and she strode out through the high iron doors, decanter in hand.
The goblin looked at the orc. The orc looked at the goblin.
"Shit," said the goblin.
"Shit," said the orc.
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purple-pigeon-art · 2 years
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Its official! 1.5 inch Stab Pigeon Keychains are on the website and ready to go! There are only 5 available so get them while I have them.
Worldwide shipping available ~
Find them on prplpigeon.com
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acerathia · 1 year
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I have nothing to post, so here, a pigeon we saw from the window of our school
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stangalina · 7 months
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I like to think that one of the lessons Aizawa taught class A is "always have a knife".
You never know when you'll need a knife so never not be in possession of a knife. As such every member of class A has a knife hidden somewhere in their hero costumes. His gift to them when they graduated were custom engraved knives with their student number on them.
Not on board? Ok. Just imagine how funny it would be tho.
Villain: "Number one hero Deku! I am punch proof! The more you hit me the stronger I get! How will you defeat me now-"
Midoriya: "Knife."
Villain: "Wha-" *gets stabbed*
Midoriya: "Knife."
Hero: "Oh no! We're tied up! However will we escape!"
Tsuyu: "Knife."
Hero: "What?"
Tsuyu, pulling a knife off the bottom of her foot with her tongue: "Knife."
Groupie getting a hug: "Are you using your quirk or are you just happy to see me?"
Kirishima: "It's a knife."
Groupie: "...What?"
Kirishima: "Knife."
Villain, completely insulated in rubber: "You're a one trick pony chargebolt."
Kaminari, reaching down into his boot: "Oh boy are you wrong my dude!"
Hero: "You need to calm down."
Bakugou, reaching down into his V-neck: "Listen here you son of a BITCH-"
Hero: "WHY DO YOU HAVE A KNIFE!?"
Kouda: "Stop scaring the pigeons! They're a domesticated species that we abandoned back into the wild. They're sweet creatures who are pets by nature!"
Douchebag: "Or what?"
Kouda: "..."
Douchebag: "..."
Kouda: "..."
Douchebag: "oh my GOD HE HAS A KNIFE-"
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butch-enjoyer · 1 year
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New Yorkers mf be like:
Hee he hey I woooolking here!!! Badabin badaboom!!!
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