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popsicletheduck · 2 years

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Hi hello I would like to hear more about Ash and Mosca pls. Whatever comes to mind, I'm listening, my brain is just very soup rn so i don't have Smart Questions unfortunately

hi hello, I took this as full permission to just go off so. fair warning, this got long.

so before we really get going, I feel some physical descriptions are probably necessary at this point, because I know I've posted my own art of Mosca before, but yknow. it gets lost, and I'm still learning to draw Ash so.

Mosca is a 5'11" deep green tiefling in black armor and rough travel clothes who constantly wears a black face mask and black leather gloves. They also now have a pet raven, Quoth, who constantly rides around on their shoulder. Their vibe is explicitly very goth (their character design drew inspiration from Bloodborne) and very secretive- the only part of them that remains uncovered is their eyes and the top of their head, and canonically that's mostly because it's hard to find headwear that fits when you have four horns (as well as for a complicated and angsty backstory reason). Ash is a 7'4" qunari, from Dragon Age. If one is unfamiliar with Dragon Age but familiar with D&D, think goliath but with hair and horns and without the tattoos (mechanically Ash is a reflavored goliath). If one is unfamiliar with D&D, think very tall, often very buff, grey skinned people with horns. Ash has most likely never worn a shirt in his life and isn't about to start now. He is very buff, very strong, has a bunch of javelins strapped to his back, and now runs around with a massive, tusked, black-purple cat big enough for him to ride named Moonstone (to be clear, he did not name it Moonstone, Moonstone came to us pre-named, Moonstone's nickname is Katari, which means "one who brings death"). Essentially- their vibes overlap to some degree, as they're both martial wanderers, but they are also very different looking people.

Now, there are many different stories I could tell about the two of them: how they came to be friends in the first place (aka the one sided enemies to friends speedrun), some of the bumps along the road, their recent argument and how that was resolved in a scene so sweet that I nearly cried. Or I could talk about their parallels and divisions: magic, language, home, community and trust, relations to personhood. But I think today I'll tell you one of my favorite stories from the campaign so far: the moment Mosca realized how much they cared about Ash, and what came after. (cw for dissociation and discussions of death. also technically vore? but not in a sexy way. someone gets eaten but it's a bad time all around)

So our party's job at the time was to head to a bunch of different locations we'd been given and close portals to the Abyss there. The problem with portals to the Abyss is that, yknow, demons come out of them. So we were headed up into the mountains to deal with a portal and there were a lot of demons there. Many things happened on our way up, but this story really gets going when we reach the portal and meet our final boss: a two story tall mass of muscle and thick grey skin with six limbs and four eyes and a too-big mouth lined with many teeth- an udaak. Some more plot happens, that's also not the point of this story. Eventually we all end up in combat with this thing. Mosca and Ash rush in so they can both melee. And then things go very, very wrong. Because while Mosca is watching, the udaak grabs and then swallows Ash.

Now it's not that Mosca didn't realize they cared about Ash before this. They did! They'd already said, "If it was anyone else I don't know if I'd give a shit, but I don't want you to be scared of me" (a story for another time). They'd already taken their mask off around him twice! But there is knowing, and there is Knowing. The absolute, overwhelming panic of that moment, facing the death of someone they care deeply about for the first time since the death of their father, a loss that affected them so deeply they nearly lost both their mind and their life... they realize some things. But before they can do a damned thing, one of their party members hits the udaak with a spell strong enough that it, uh. It vomits up Ash. Who come back screaming. Hurt as all hell, but alive and screaming.

And not quite in his right mind. Mosca has to get him to stop stabbing the corpse of the udaak even after it's dead, at which point he just collapses. Conscious, but not aware. Dissociating. And Mosca doesn't know what to do, they're not good at this sort of thing, they've been on their own for four years and the last six months of that they never saw another living person at all. They don't know what to do besides sit with him and hope that means something. Until, eventually, they get an idea.

See, Ash speaks Common, but it's not his first language- that would be Qunlat. He's still significantly more comfortable speaking Qunlat than Common and often struggles with expressing himself in Common, but no one else in the party speaks Qunlat. But Mosca has a spell that allows them to speak and understand any language for a short period of time. So Mosca casts the spell to speak and understand Qunlat, and just... talks. Stories from their time wandering, nothing too painful for them, a lot of killing undead in weird and violent ways, but they just talk. And that is the first time Ash has heard anyone speak his mother tongue in probably at least a year, a language he will likely never hear another native speaker speak, since going home would be a death sentence for him. And eventually, that grounds him, pulls him back.

The next morning, he calls Mosca kadan for the first time. Three days later, Mosca asks what that means and finds it means "where the heart lies". Later that day, they ask Ash to teach them Qunlat for real.

#battle bros #mosca #multiversal shenanigans #aaaaaaaaa i love them so muuuuch #sorry this got very long!#i could talk about them forever #and probably will tbh #thank u for asking!!! <3 <3 <3 #very much made my day #i hope the story was at least somewhat interesting!

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smthaboutuss · 1 month

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Some V doodls, they make me feel fuzzy like an electrically charged balloon..

First pic was for u anon, I imagine Vel is kinda protective of him lol!

#I love them guys #thank u for the ask<3 #vox hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin vox #vox hazbin #hazbin art #velvette hazbin hotel #velvette hazbin #valentino hazbin #valentino hazbin hotel #staticmoth #voxval #doodlez

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lethesbeastie · 20 days

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Hi, I saw your post about practicing drawing fat people and I was wondering if you could compile like a list of resources or references?

It can be difficult to find resources for drawing the wide variety of forms fat bodies can occupy, so I've done my best to bring together some resources I've been able to prove have some degree of diversity in the references they offer!

My primary resource recommendation for drawing fat people is Morpho Anatomy For Artists: Fat And Skin Folds! It does a wonderful job breaking down where fat accumulates on the body, how it interacts with the familiar landmarks of human anatomy, and what sort of shapes it tends to form under the influence of gravity. It's a phenomenal reference and my top recommendation for anyone seeking to improve at drawing fat people!

When it comes to finding decent photo references for fat people, the pickings are frustratingly slim. Most sites that specialize in pose references either don't have fat models or have all their images behind paywalls. Of the resources I looked through, the best sources for pose references were Adorkastock and Line of Action.

@adorkastock actively seeks to provide an incredible profile of pose references with diverse body types, and as an added bonus you can access a lot of their images for free on their site/Tumblr or join their patreon for early access to images! Line of action is a site aimed towards practicing figure drawing, providing images and a timed function to challenge artists to sketch within a set time limit. I took the time to go through roughly 300+ images and was pleased to find that during my session around two-to-three out of every ten photos were fat models. The only caveats to this was the fact that most of the images were of the same individual, limiting the applications for studying the variants of fat bodies. Still, it's an amazing tool that has a free mode and allows you to filter the types of references you want based on age and level of nudity.

Beyond sites that specialize in art reference photography, there's also the ever popular Pinterest, which is the site where I typically seek references for my personal studies. Due to the nature of Pinterest's extensive collection, there's a vast variety of references for different fat body types that includes a lot more "everyday" people. The primary issue with Pinterest however is the rampant reposting and lack of proper credits for images, which can make things dicey depending on how you wish to use the references you find. For personal studies this isn't really an issue, but for any sort of professional or paid work is something to be aware of just for the sake of accountability.

* For those who are 18+, porn photography of real people also offers an incredible wealth of visual resources for fat bodies and how they interact with gravity/movement/etc. The variety of positions and angles offer many opportunities to study human anatomy, and it's a pretty well-known fact that drawing NSFW art can be an important learning experience for those struggling with drawing anatomy. In the end, it depends on your personal level of comfort with viewing/drawing explicit images, but it's not something you should completely overlook.

Last but not least, look at the work of artists you admire who draw fat people! While I typically recommend sticking to photo references for learning anatomy, studying artist's portrayals of fat people is also incredibly helpful for learning different tactics for simplifying and/or stylizing fat bodies to better fit ones own style. There are also plenty of artists who've crafted tutorials detailing their approach to drawing fat folks, so I highly recommend you check them out as well! I hope the resources I've linked here can help you in your studies, and feel free to drop another ask if you have any more questions! I'm planning on posting a tutorial on how I do studies for fat people soon, so that will be an additional resource for you once I've got it posted!

#artists on tumblr #beastiebites #asks #art resources #drawing fat people #thank you for the ask! lemme know if u have any more questions!#im working on drawing up a tutorial for another ask so that resource will also be available!#let me know if any of the links fail #tumblr is trying to kill them but i stay silly :3

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lil-lemon-snails · 25 days

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decided to draw some of your guys' tags from my harlequin sun and moon post!!! These guys are so much fun and you're all so funny >w<

#there were so many i wanted to draw!!! I might have to go back and do a part two hehe #also too scared to spam everyone by tagging accounts but i need you guys to know i love you all sm!! sending u all so many little kisses!!!#fnaf #fnaf fan art #fnaf security breach #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf dca #dca fandom #dca au #fnaf sun moon #digital art #artist on tumblr #harlequin #clowns #answered asks #<- this doesn't really count but because i am drawing other people's tags i'm putting it here!#folks commenting on my art really motivate me to keep drawing ;w; you are all so insanely sweet and absolutely make my day every time!!! <3 #just over here crying akjsfhsf thank you all so mucchhhhhhh ;;w;;

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stevebabey · 1 year

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part one here. ze part two to touch-starved stevie that absolutely no one requested hehe <3 but i gots to let my boys have a wee kiss :")

So, hugs with Eddie become… well, a thing.

Not a thing. They’re not a thing, Steve and Eddie. It’s totally the same as when he gets hugs from Robin. Eddie’s doing him a favour as a friend. It’s got the 100% platonic energy of getting a hug from a friend — a hug that usually melts into some form of a cuddle, limbs all tangled together until they can’t tell whose are whose.

Except, Steve doesn’t really do that second part with Robin. Like he hasn’t done it ever with Robin.

So, it’s an Eddie thing.

But they’re not a thing. Not matter how much Steve would actually very much like for that happen. Okay, maybe Steve’s overthinking the whole thing a bit, but he just can’t tell.

Where’s the line? It’s infuriating not being able to discern between platonic and more, just because Steve wasn’t held enough as a fucking baby. Out of all the things he resents his parents for, Steve’s surprised that this is so near the top.

Because, sure, Steve’s had more than his fair share of hookups. He knows that sort of touch. He knows the shape of lust; the scrapes of fingernails down backs, the tight grips over skin, the push and pull of the heat of the moment.

And this thing with Eddie… is not that.

So, really, Steve knows that it’s all friendly. Eddie is just being nice. He’s being a decent dude and helping his friend out — by catapulting himself into Steve’s arms at every opportune moment.

(Steve’s only dropped 3 mugs of coffee because of this so far. It’s only because Eddie says good catch, big boy with a devilish grin every time that Steve manages to catch Eddie that Steve hasn’t completely told him to knock it off. Just yet, at least.)

And he’s different in other areas. He’ll always seem to choose the seat next to Steve on movie-nights now, content to snuggle right up to him. They get thigh to thigh, arm to arm — and Eddie only needs to get about 20 minutes in for him to do a big sigh, like an old dog, and slump over, resting his head on Steve’s shoulder.

Steve notices though. He always notices.

It’s impossible not to— the skin, even if there’s 3 layers between them, burns blazing warm. Eddie’s hair drapes over his arm, a curl inevitably tickling along Steve’s collar. He can feel the rise and fall of Eddie’s breathing, the little shake of when he laughs.

It drives Steve a little insane— insane in the way that makes him think about burying his fingers in those curls again, about pressing his lips against Eddie’s pretty mouth just to feel the smile against his skin, about digging into his chest so he can climb into his chest and live there.

Yeah, it’s— well, it’s safe to say that the effect of Eddie’s touchiness has sent what was once a fleeting thought of a crush into mind-melting levels of affection.

But he can’t fucking tell.

To Steve’s credit, neither can Eddie.

Which is not surprisingly considering sometimes he catches himself wondering how the hell he ended up here; in a close-knit friendship with band-geek Robin Buckley, princess Nancy Wheeler, and King Steve Harrington.

Okay, the Robin one sort of makes sense. He thinks that if no matter when their paths crossed, he and Robin would’ve always even some sort of strange friends - her snark complimenting his bitchiness. Also, the whole super queer thing helps too. Even the friendship with Nancy works, in its own weird way.

Steve though? He’s the fucking curve ball.

It works though, the two of them. Surprisingly well, actually — the two of them get on like a house on fire, bitchy quips back and forth. Even better, is the quiet that they can share. Steve loves to come around and do… nothing. Do nothing with Eddie, though.

So, even though Eddie had noticed the tension in Steve with touch, little moments where he turned rigid when Eddie’s usual wandering hands got too comfortable — Eddie chalked it up to the usual. Guys bring too uncomfortable with him, too weird about another guy being touchy. It didn’t matter than Eddie wasn’t even out to Steve yet, he was still might be that type of guy.

Well, Eddie had certainly thought so. Sure, Steve might not be one of those jocks who smacked around boys who looked too long in the locker room, but if he knew a smidge of the truth, who really knows. It would explain the tenseness at least.

But then— ‘Can I… have a hug?’ There had been a dozen things Eddie was thinking that Steve could’ve asked for but that? Wasn’t even in the ballpark. It was so left-field it left Eddie speechless for a whole moment. And Steve had been staring at the ceiling, his hands curled up tight again like- like he thought Eddie might say no.

A ridiculous thought, honestly. Anyone who knew Eddie well enough knew he was touchy; loved giving it, loved getting it. Like an overly affectionate cat, Wayne had once called him, just 11 years old, because Eddie’s need for affection seem to never be sated.

After that night, Steve’s lack of touch became far more obvious. It’s always hair ruffles or high-fives, yet never hugs. Normally, Eddie would keep to that boundary; some people are less touchy other than others, he knows that.

But… “Sometimes I realise it’s been awhile, since I’ve had some touch.” That’s what Steve had said, his words. Eddie doesn’t even think he meant to say something so heartbreaking. In fact, the guy seemed embarrassed.

It had thrown Eddie for a loop— because Steve gets around. He’s nearly notorious for one-night stands and failed flings, as Robin loves to drone on about considering she’s subjected to all the flirting. What had originally been a point of envy for Eddie, just saturates the bleakness of Steve’s words. Sex but without a moment of intimacy.

So, while Eddie is miles away from being the person who gets into Steve’s pants — not for lack of want, mind you — he does try hike up the touchiness. Little things. Lingering when he taps him on the arm, hooking his chin over Steve’s shoulder to peer over it, leaning up against him when they’re side by side watching a film.

It’s good. It helps Eddie release the pressure of his stupid monumental god-awful crush he has. Yeah, yeah, it’s laughable, even to Eddie. It’s like Gay 101; don’t get crush on straight dudes, especially the ones you’re friends with. And yet…

Steve lets him. He lets Eddie give him touch, more than he lets anyone else. He still tenses; there’s still always a moment before he can remember to relax, like he’s trying to shake off bad thoughts but then he melts. He always melts into Eddie’s touch eventually — in a way Eddie knows Steve actually loves it, drinks it up as much as he can.

And maybe, Eddie is the biggest fool to grace the Earth to let that fact give him some hope. Sue his gooey heart, he’s a romantic. It’s a quiet hope but, it’s there.

Tonight, it seems relaxing for Steve is been harder than usual— several times has Eddie traced a quite long along Steve’s arms, a subtle point that they were far too tense for someone who was wrapped up in cuddles on the couch. ‘Cos that’s 100% what they are now. Eddie will still call them hugs, but usually, when it’s just the two of them, it becomes this.

Steve, tucked up into the corner of the couch, one leg flush along the back of the couch and one hanging off the edge. It’s the prime position for Eddie to crawl up, wind his arms around Steve’s middle and give him a good squeeze and then settle there. Head on Steve’s chest, lying in the cradle of his hips. Safe. Warm.

It makes him warm, oh very warm to know that he gets this. That Steve doesn’t give this amount of trust to many, if any, other people but Eddie — he trusts Eddie.

“Y’know,” Eddie says, cheeks smushed against the plain of Steve’s pec. It feels deliciously warm and Eddie’s fairly sure he can feel how toned it is just through his cheek. Hot bastard. “I’m actually real glad you asked for that hug all those weeks ago.”

He leaves it there ‘cos he knows Steve will ask. Eddie’s eyes stay on the buzzing tv-screen even as Steve’s head shifts, turning to peer down at the boy slumped on his chest. Eddie’s pretty sure he can see Steve’s mouth twitch up into a smile.

“Yeah?”

“Oh yeah,” Eddie affirms, giving a nod and his eyes flick up to meet Steve’s for just a moment. “Think I’ve had some of the best hugs in the world.”

Okay, that was maybe more honest and sappy than Eddie was going for. He is just letting Steve know he isn’t just doing it for Steve — that he enjoys these moments just as much. He lays it on thick, tries for a smarmy angle.

“Swept up in these pillowy arms?” He croons, giving Steve’s bicep a quick squeeze, making the other chuckle softly. “Who wouldn’t think so? I’m a lucky guy.”

Despite the joking tone, there’s no quick comeback from Steve. That’s alright. Eddie’s quite happy if this is one of the times Steve just takes the compliment; let’s the word sink in and hopefully, believes them, even if it’s just a little bit. He watches the film and doesn’t read into the silence.

Not even when Steve says, “Eddie?” all soft. Nearly shy sounding. It doesn’t quite register to Eddie’s ears.

“Mm?”

“Eddie.” Steve says again, a little firmer and that catches Eddie’s attention. He turns his head and rests his chin on Steve’s chest, his brows drawn together in silent question.

But the moment he makes eye contact, Steve’s doing that scrunched up face again. Is studying the ceiling instead of facing Eddie. And just like all those weeks ago, his hands clench up tight. Twists up the fabric of Eddie’s sweater in between his fingers and uses it to ground himself.

Last time, he asked for a hug. Considering he’s currently just about squishing Steve beneath his body weight, Eddie can’t fathom what he might be worked up to ask for. Unless he was going to ask for something more than a hug— which, well, just wasn’t going to happen, even if Eddie really wanted it to.

“Can I-” Steve starts. He sucks in a breath, almost like he’s gathering courage. But he’s not, because he’s not about to ask for what Eddie hopes for, he’s not, he’s—

Unless…?

“Can I… have a kiss?” Steve asks, barely audible. The sentence is murmured, soft words that hit Eddie like a gentle kiss in itself — imprinting right onto his heart. Steve Harrington wants a kiss — from him!

“Oh.” Eddie says, in a breathy delightful way. He’s fairly certain the little monkey in his brain is clapping its cymbals at double-speed as the words process; or maybe it’s his heart, which feels like it’s leapt up his throat.

“Oh?” Steve echoes, a smile already playing at the edges of his mouth, because he can see Eddie’s want. Because he knows him.

“Yes.” Eddie says suddenly, with a frantic nod, pushing up closer so their faces are aligned. “Yes, absolutely, you can.” He affirms.

Steve huffs a quiet laugh at the eagerness and then his arm that had been slung around Eddie shifts. It moves up til his hand caresses along the line of Eddie’s jaw, tilting him just how he likes.

Eddie holds his breath. Counts the freckles he can see this close. Tries to feel Steve’s heartbeat through where they’re pressed so closely together; can Steve feel his? Thundering and hurried, beating so hard Eddie thinks he might bruise the inside of his ribs.

Then Steve kisses him. And shit, Steve’s lip are better by ten-fold than every daydream Eddie’s ever had about them. They’re warm and so soft — plush and pressing against his own and Eddie is freezing. Fuck, wait, how does this go again? Right, Eddie’s never… well, kissed anybody before.

Steve pulls back and Eddie screws his eyes up — not ready in the slightest for the disappointment of his own shoddy kissing skills. Fuck, did he really just freeze? Steve — Steve Harrington — asks for a kiss and Eddie decides to stab himself in the back by not figuring out how to fuck to kiss back.

“You call that a kiss?” Steve teases and Eddie’s well aware of the parallel — of the irony of Steve repeating his own words back at him. But he can’t make himself laugh even though it’s funny. Instead, a little groan wiggles out his throat.

“I’m sorry,” Eddie says, earnest. He forces his eyes opens — he needs to see what’s Steve’s thinking. Where he’s expecting disappointment or perhaps regret, is only patience. Maybe a touch of concern. Eddie continues, despite the humiliation that makes his throat sticky.

“I haven’t- I don’t do this often.” He coughs awkwardly clearing his throat and hoping it hides the next word. “Ever.”

There’s a jump in Steve’s eyebrows, a moment of surprise in his eyes that lets him know he did, indeed, hear that final word. It makes Eddie feel… well, it’s nice that Steve had expected him to have been kissed by now. Even if he hasn’t. He tries to take it as a compliment.

“That’s okay,” Steve assures. Absentmindedly, his thumb rubs soothing along Eddie’s jaw. It makes Eddie shiver, some outrageous amount of joy clawing into every nerve. Steve likes Eddie. He wants to kiss Eddie.

“Do you want to try again?”

Eddie nods before the questions even out of his mouth. Steve smiles, all sunshine. This time when he draws Eddie in, he notices the way Eddie holds his breath — the rigidness in his body.

Steve kisses him again, another short and soft one and then whispers against his lips, “Relax.”

‘Cos isn’t tonight just full of the parallels, Eddie thinks. He listens, tries to focus on how sweet Steve’s kiss is than his panicky heart, forcing out a breath between the kisses. His hands along Steve’s sides find a grip, grounding and good, and by the fourth kiss, he begins to feel a bit melty.

It’s good. It’s really good. Kissing Steve is top 5– nay, the top moment of his life so far. Somehow, it’s made all that much better knowing the build-up behind it. Knowing that Steve knows he isn’t just kissing him for a heat of the moment — that Eddie wants kisses here, kisses before bed, in the morning, on dates. Eddie wants Steve.

And with the way he kisses, Eddie’s pretty sure Steve wants him just as bad.

It doesn’t take long for Steve to reach what Eddie decides is an ultra pretty fuckin’ state; lips swollen from kisses, cheeks flushed, hair a little mussed up. He bets he looks no better. The thought makes him grin, enough they have to break the kiss ‘cos Eddie can’t stop his stupid happy grin ‘cos shit— he actually gets to have this Steve.

“What?” Steve asks, somehow half heart-eyed and half suspicious at the mischief in Eddie’s eyes.

“Can I... have a hickie?”

now with a part three !

#at this point call this the 'can i' series #sweet boys asking each other for things they most certainly would be given <3 #but don't think they will <3 #tried to flip it and make it so even tho eddie is used to touch. the romantic touch? he's got none! that's where he's touch-starved #ALSO EVERYONE'S TAGS WERE SO NICE ON THE LAST ONE #trust i am. not feelin so bad nowadays (me saying this like 4 days later lmao)#but <3 thank u all #gay ppl in my phone.... you know what to do #ruby writes steddie #steve x eddie #steddie #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #touch-starved steve harrington #not rlly anymore hehe #does anyone notice that it ends with yet another 'can i?" question? HEHE #yet again stib gets kisses where ruby doesn't but alas <3 dis is way fluffier this time #nearly went the angst route! and went hmmmm naur #ok ok i'll be quiet now

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ontosgold · 2 months

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ryomina.

RYOMINA !!!!! 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

#YEAHHHHH 10/10 ASK ANON 💥💥💥💥#thank u for giving me an excuse to drop what i was doing to draw these two sillies #persona 3 #ryomina #minato arisato #makoto yuki #ryoji mochizuki #ontos.art #theyre both 3 apples tall #i should draw in this style more often

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sculkshrieking · 9 months

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A short introduction comic to a Last Life AU i've been rotating in my mind where Scar is a ghost only Grian can see :)

Part 2

#grian #goodtimeswithscar #last life #llsmp #trafficblr #desert duo #scarian #life series #smallishbeans #this is part 1 of possibly more we shall see #thank u tumblr user bloop-im-a-frog-now for asking about the au in the tags of a previous post #i'm just bad at getting myself to make text posts so i haven't shared much about the au apart from the few drawings </3 #ghost scar au #good enough tag for now #my art #blood #death

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mblue-art · 1 month

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this man. ..

(inspo) (og meme)

#lv20 cross #cross!sans #self insert #mblue art #[ og lv20c is made by withtheworms !! ]#( but this purple lv20c i draw on my blog is usually based on soothingespione's yandere interp )#(bc i hv nt bn th sme snce rdng tht fc) (everytime i think of him i immediately want to [REDACTED] uh do things to him)#(a little violence. as a treat</3)#(probably the only skel/variant i simp for that i wont feel immediately bad doing such to) (maybe)#god i want to [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED]--#a fun(?)(🤨) dynamic to explore personally when im reminded of it #oourgh he makes me feel SOOO conflicted 💢💢💢 (/pos but also /flustrd grrr) shoutout to op thanks for writing him i am so . |||OTL #not linking the fic if any1 asks. it has spicy content #idiot idiot man. love-hate for u. bonks u. (i do like the possessive/obssessive that comes with yanderes tho)#cm

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daily-grian · 2 days

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I offer a pesky snail in the slime :) felt a bit silly today, hope you’re going well ^^

effervescent!

#mcyt #grian #hermitcraft #grian fanart #daily-grian #guest #darling-ed #ask #thank u the guest daily is much appreciated <3 #just in general always but especially rn since my (owl) hand is broken

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calmparticles · 6 months

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#hi!!! not dead!!! i've just had the most creative block ever DKFBNDF/#here's some poppup whale/dolphin variations for anon! thank u sm vacc anon for the req and kind words - hope u doing good!!/#all of u asks have been so sweet. bless u! <3/#poppup #deltarune #myart #and a teeny tiny ambyu. 2 small for the tag. teeny/#i'm very rusty at art-ing rn - if anyone has any reqs i would love to draw some! i still got lot's 2 go thru too tho <3/#also i finally went back n edited all my image ids into the images themselves - i'll still reblog ids over @ calmparticles-id/#cause 4000 characters will never b enough 4 me DKFJBDF i cannot write short ids 2 save my life or u eyes/#anyways that's enough tags for now!/

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deklo · 11 months

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that’s how it went right (ref C1)

bonus:

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stealingpotatoes · 5 months

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I’m getting married today! What would Cal and Merrin’s Koboh wedding be like?

omg congrats!!!! hope it goes amazing!!! their wedding would be HUGE just everyone in the koboh settlement pitching in and it's just a huge HEY MERRIN AND CAL WE REALLY APPRECIATE YOU BOTH AND EVERYTHING YOU (esp cal) HAVE DONE FOR US WE LOVE YOU fest. greez makes the greatest feast in the history of the saloon. cal absolutely thought "oh we'll just do smthn small. maybe greez can pronounce us married or smthn" after accidentally proposing but greez grabbed his face and was like "LITERALLY NOBODY IS GONNA LET YOU GET AWAY WITH A TINY WEDDING" much to cal's confusion:

#(ik its a bit messy but wanted to answer this ask today so i could wish u congrats!!!)#maybe will do some bigger comic on it sometime actually. they deserve a happy fun time <3 #and i deserve to draw my faves having a happy fun time <3 #cal kestis #greez dritus #my doods #thanks for the ask!#merrical #jfo #star wars

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runby2 · 2 months

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The Gavins are so very meticulous when it comes to their appearances right? I think this is doubly so when it comes to their hair, if their hair styles are fucked then something is very wrong. Like Klav gets splashed by a car or smth and he breaks tf down. Kristoph refuses to be seen on a bad hair day.

ITS A TYPETWO

#also im better now :3 #thank u guys #ace attorney #aa4 fanart #aa4 #apollo justice #klavier gavin #kristoph gavin #klavgav #krisgav #gavin brothers #ask #🐈

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temeyes · 5 months

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Every once in a while I check your account and I found out I was never following you

😔💔

nah that's okay bestie, besides,, following me comes with a high price,,

i'm not kidding,, he's stressed,,

#it's the real reason why he's not in charge of answering asks.. unfortunately....#BUT I DO REMEMBER U FOLLOWING ME BACK THEN #SO THANK U BESTIE!! <3 #waltzthegenderfluidpan #my art #2024 #call of duty #cod #price cod #captain price #captain john price #john price #answered asks

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jesuistrestriste · 11 days

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Missing the Mike Faist priest kink era 😭 still wait for the« see you in the next Wednesday service » ahaha I’m wondering if the locals suspects their relation or not( do they see each other outside his service ?)( Is he jealous when he sees other guys flirting with her before his church service starts ? ) 👀

OH MY GOD

an ask about "kneel" ???? im gonna cry

no let's talk about it because i never did a pt. 2 or anything

i think that a majority of the locals don't really suspect that the reader is messing around with the priest (they idolize him + see him as a nonsexual figure), but they do look down on her b/c of her visible promiscuity (i.e. the hickies and etc.)

they might notice her wearing shorter skirts to services, and crossing her legs/squeezing her thighs together incessantly throughout his sermons. someone might even catch a glimpse of soft bruises and red handprints on her ass after she bends over to pick something up in front of them the day after mass. and they're like omg? what is this young lady getting herself into? and who in this town could stand to do such vile, obscene things to her body? (as if it's not their precious priest)

i dont think they see each other outside of services/the church b/c they dont want to risk drawing attention to their "special, secret relationship". but! he does give her his phone number and she calls him sometimes when she thinks too much about him and gets wet :( he has talked the reader through touching herself on multiple occasions. tons of verbally guided masturbation over the phone as she lays on her bed, her hand between her legs, with an opened bible next to her. yeah.

he had gifted her that bible after the second time they had sex. not necessarily to indoctrinate her into the religion, but to give her a representation of something that was important to him. it was his subtle way of trying to connect with her. but it kinda backfired b/c now she gets hot and flushed when she reads the words "God" and "peace" and "faith". he basically pavlov's dog'd her. classically conditioned.

because she lost her virginity to him, she's definitely very attached. she tells him that she isn't, but its a total lie and he knows it too. she gets jealous when women, young or old (doesn't matter), come up to him after services all smiley and ready to talk to him about their problems. reader usually gets red in the face and pouts in the back pew as she watches their interactions closely. she worries a lot that she isn't the only person in the town that the priest is intimate with, but she is. he's fairly attached to her too. and because she's a pretty young woman, divorced dads and older teen boys will often try to flirt with her before the priest's regularly scheduled homily, and he has to gather all the restraint in his body not to insert himself between you and them.

they are very cute + sacrilegious. ugh.

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