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rottennssoldier · 1 year

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Tried drawing a teen version of Jack but I struggled 🙇🏽‍♂️ but have some doodles :]

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#big jack horner #jack horner #puss and boots the last wish big jack horner #puss in boots 2: the last wish #puss in boots the last wish oc #oc x big jack horner #faelyn Schumacher x jack horner #my art!

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shanxpennywise · 3 months

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Puss In Boots The Last Wish: Rage.

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proxylynn · 10 months

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“The faithful dog and her master.”

[I really like how Jack turned out. Lynn was a bit more of a struggle, I think the eyes were fighting me. Was originally intending it to look like she’s rubbing his shoulders, but now I just like the idea she climbed up on his back and is using his height like a lookout perch.

Where’s her feet? My answer: in the belt loops of his coat like riding stirrups. My funny answer: On his massive cake of an ass!]

{This was based on a post by @raccoonome. Love your Lord Farquaad stuff.}

https://www.tumblr.com/raccoonome/720890734740406272/loyal-to-his-lord

#op art #big jack horner #jack horner #Little Lynn #jack horner x oc #self insert #puss in boots oc #puss in boots the last wish oc #puss in boots: the last wish oc

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helpscribbles · 1 year

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Mamá Gatito

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I couldn’t help myself lmao. A new character, the “mother” to call cats giving them nine lives and all! Idk why I went lineless for this piece but I did and I’d say it looks pretty good!

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madamerebloger · 1 year

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This is kinda my OC-insert ig

Basically "Mary mary, quite contrary" but it's the theory where it's about bloody mary aka Queen Mary I

Source: https://writingtoberead.com/2021/01/27/dark-origins-mary-mary-quite-contrary/

Also this: (source below) abt a theory how hes based off someone else

Short summery: based off this guy who made pies for the king (at that time was the father of Mary I)

So I was like: omgg that's so cute I can totally make them have some cute childhood best friend relationship

IM PRACTICING ON HOW TO DRAW JACK, His curves are too beautiful for my skills to handle.

I'll try and make her more like a self-insert and not everything based off queen mary because it wouldn't feel like "me" whenever I draw her or create cute headcanons

#jack horner #puss and boots the last wish #big jack horner #puss in boots the last wish oc #puss in boots #oc #fairytale oc

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foxwithapen · 1 year

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Life AU Drabble time:)

"You!"

The wolf chuckled, her cloak swaying behind her, revealing a glimpse of one of her wooden sticks clutched tightly in her paw. "That's right." Her voice cut through the cave, clear and bright like a flute. "Me."

"H-how did you find me here?" Puss knew he had to keep her talking as he scanned the cave for an exit. It was empty except for the two of them, but there was still no other passageway to be found.

"Oh Puss." She laughed again. The sound could've been beautiful if it wasn't filled with such a cold fury. "Don't think I ever lost you for a second, gatito. I'm always there, whether you notice me or not."

Puss tried to hide the tremble in his voice. "If you're always nearby, how come I'm not dead yet?"

She started pacing the length of the cave. Puss had to scramble to stay out of her way, but she either didn't notice or didn't care. "You know, I don't really deal with death very often. It's not really my thing. But you, Puss—" she whipped out one of her sticks, it's end pointed straight at Puss "—you provide an unusual exception."

Puss had always assumed the wolf had something to do with death, the way she hunted him down with lethal accuracy. But...if she wasn't Death, what could she be?

Puss scrambled back in fear, tripping over the rocky ground of the cave, eyes wide in realization. He was lucky the map was magic, otherwise he would've punctured it with his sharp claws. "W-wait. You are—"

"Life." A crystal spire sprung up from the ground between them, blocking life from Puss's path but illuminating her face. Her image split between hundreds of purple shards, and in the middle of each was one of her pure white eyes. And they were all staring directly at him.

"So-so why are you trying to kill me then?" Puss stammered, scrambling away from Life as she took a step closer to him, her wings flared out behind her, casting tall shadows over the already darkened ground.

She laughed, bringing her two, twin sticks next to each other. She gave them a swing, and they blurred together until in her hand sat a long, wooden staff. "You know, I do love cats. They are the only creatures I've blessed with nine lives. So, tell me Puss—" another crystal sprung up besides her, this one showcasing his third death. He could recognize it anywhere by his gaudy green cape, and the intoxicated hiccuping his other self made. "—how come you took all of my gifts, and wasted them?"

She flung her hand out, eight more crystals encircling them, trapping Puss inside with Life. He looked around at the other versions of him, watching each of his foolish deaths. "Look at you. Do you know how many people would kill to have the gift I've given you? Do you have no respect for them?" Crystals shot up around her in her anger, one nearly spearing Puss. He had to jump out of the way to avoid it.

"But Life, I-I've changed! I won't waste my last one, I promise."

"You do?" She laughed again. "And how can I trust your word, gatito?" Puss's mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't form any words. He felt frozen, despite the burning heat that radiates off of her. She tsked. "People fear Death, and for good reason. I let them cling to my hand as I shoo my brother away for a little longer. But do you know why people don't fear Life nearly as much?" She struck the ground with the staff, sending cracks snaking their way up the crystals, shattering them. "I don't give people much to fear, Puss, but when I do, it's enough to send them crying to Death to go save them."

She lunged for Puss, her eyes blazing fiercely as she swung at him. Each mighty beat of her wings sent a gust of wind shooting towards Puss, knocking him off his feet. Puss managed to dodge out of the way as her staff's tip came swinging towards his chest, but it wasn't until after that he realized he was not her target this time.

The map flew out of his hands and up into the air, where another burst of Life's wind pushed it out of his reach. He chased after it as it flew towards the air, painfully aware of Life as she ran after him, her heat scorching the hair off Puss's back. It took all his willpower to not get distracted by the awful smell.

The stick collided with his back, and a burning pain spread through his body, so hot it was nearly ice cold. But the strike pushed him forward, and he managed to grab the map. He tried landing triumphantly, but the hill just outside the cave didn't allow for that, and he fell. He had just enough time to tuck his chin in before he rumbled down the hill, map clutched tightly to his chest.

He heard voices shouting for him behind him, ones that were warm and sounded like home, but he couldn't focus on them. Not with the ringing in his ears, or the haunting voice echoing from the cave's exit.

"Run."

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ghoulishceleste · 10 months

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Sketches of my puss in boots oc Mary, the one w the little lamb lmaoaoao, (I’d love some more puss in boots mutuals ik the fandoms been quiet but I’m having a brainrot help)

also don’t ask Mary ab jack horner she’ll hit you with her staff

#puss in boots #puss in boots the last wish #puss in boots oc #puss in boots the last wish oc #mary had a little lamb #jack horner

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rottennssoldier · 1 year

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Been working on this pib oc their name is Faelyn Schumacher, and their from "the elf and the shoemaker". They have alot of history with jack but I'll post more of that later on 🙇🏽‍♂️.

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#puss in boots and the last wish #puss in boots the last wish oc #big jack horner #jack horner #my oc #oc x big jack horner #my art!#puss and boots the last wish big jack horner

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shanxpennywise · 3 months

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Puss In Boots The Last Wish: Big Jack And Shannon Horner Art Dump (Part 2.)

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proxylynn · 1 year

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"There was an old woman who lived in a shoe. She had so many children, she didn't know what to do. She gave them some broth without any bread; Then whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.” {There was a young girl who lived in that shoe. Whipped no matter what and hadn’t a clue. She vanished one day, leaving all in dismay; Swearing the Old Woman would eventually pay.}

[Okay, so I rather like where my head went with this...even though I once again make myself into a character with a fucked up history, seriously why do I do that?! Now to put down everything I have off the top of my head.

In Childhood Lynn was an incredibly shy and timid kid. She’d flinch at fast movement, raised voices, and would constantly apologize even for things she didn’t do. The Old Woman wasn’t great with kids, she mostly saw them as tiny servants, and the kids would be mistreated in many terrible ways. Malnutrition and beatings were a normal occurrence in the Shoe House. Her only safety was sneaking out to scavenge in the village. Traveling wagons were a usual thing to be seen. It’s easy money provided you have something to sell or have a talent others want to see...or you have magic of some kind. One of these wagons was “Horner’s Pies”, run by a couple of dejected bakers and their son, Little Jack Horner, which they used to advertise with his rhyme. Granted their pies were good and likely could sell on their own, but when competing with others who had magic or used it in some way, it was near impossible. Such rejection only made their son into a jealous brat who’d throw fits and run off in a tantrum. It would be in one of these fits they’d meet for the first time and he took a quick liking to the slightly bigger girl cowering from his envious rage. Basically, he would terrify her until he calmed down and she would just take it due to fear and this sad feeling of enjoyment for being interacted with. With his calming down came innocent questions like “Why are you such a scaredy-cat ?” and from her came not-so-innocent answers like “I’m sorry! I’ll do better next time! I promise!”. Wagons usually stayed at most a week depending on income before moving on, and in that short time, the two formed a weird routine. He’d get mad and vent on her, she’d take it and enjoy being around him once he was calm, he’d chat her up and she’d tell him back her troubles, and he’d end the interaction with backhanded advice. “If I were you, I wouldn't take that. You’re not a dog. Stop rolling over and bite back! Or don’t. It’s up to you. It’s no skin off my nose if something bad happens to you. It’s your life. Your choice.” It wouldn’t be long after that they would part ways and she’d end up running away after a particularly violent night.

Adult Lynn is everything her younger self never thought she’d be. Strong, confident, and capable of making people fear her. She still holds a softer nature deep down but it is not for just anyone to see. Roaming the lands taught her many skills. Most of which were less than lawful. It was during an attempted robbery of the Muffin Man that her future path would be set in stone as the humble baker mistook her for being a thug of Big Jack’s. From there, she followed any info to find him, which wasn’t all that hard. Over the years the former little poor boy had become a massive wealthy man, possessing a mansion and a thriving baked goods enterprise. Seems his family found success in a less magically populated area and business expanded from there. But as she would later learn, pies weren’t the only means of financial gain for the Jack Horner Pie Co. Jack’s jealousy for magic carried over into his adulthood and now that he had the means, he was able to indulge in taking anything magical for himself. From magical artifacts to icons of various fantastical stories, he would possess them all in a twisted collection, dominating the one thing that mocked him the most growing up. But it was never enough to fill this unhappy void in him. With each new item came a bitter victory that was like salt in a fresh wound. These trinkets were nothing to him now. Yet there was still one thing that might do the trick...If only he could get his hands on that damn map! She wasn’t sure what to expect when she wandered in. Certainly wasn’t expecting to be held at sword-point and then dragged before the man himself. This reunion was awkward, mainly because he didn’t recognize her nor cared, and her newfound sass didn’t help matters when she’d quip back when he’d make some callous remark. Only when his temper flared and his voice roared did her former anxiety trigger. The familiar sight stirred something in him, nothing good mind you, but it was enough to recall her and he humor her by offering her the chance to apply for a job. Needless to say, she still proves to be a very good source of entertainment for him and they even do their venting routine once more. Her loyalty is unquestionable even if their “friendship” very much is. Hell, it’s obviously toxic. But as long as he continues to acknowledge her in any way, she’ll continue to be his good obedient girl and see to it he finds his happiness.]

#puss in boots the last wish oc #puss in boots: the last wish oc #jack horner #big jack horner #self insert #Little Lynn #op art

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nevertoomanyspiders · 1 year

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careful where you point that thing...

#doodles #comics #puss in boots #puss in boots the last wish #big jack horner #jack horner #puss in boots oc #puss in boots ocs #patrick cake #i love psyching poor patrick out lmao #jack probably does too

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