#flash wc

[rosemist50]

Part 1 of Stormclan's Folly allegiances! There are some cats (all the leaders, Birdflight and co, a couple others) that I have already drawn previously, so they won't be here. These names are certainly... something... Um anyways first up is WIndclan! We got deputy Pebblenose and his totally completely platonic 'friend' Thrushcall, med cat Goldenleaf, then Huntheart, a warrior. Ripplegrass is the mother of Galestar and Crowflight, and Squirrelbrush is Galestar's mentor. I know red is kinda traditional with the Squirrel- prefix, but I kinda wanted to base her off of a fox squirrel so I did. After them is Icefoot and Crowflight herself, then Mudsplash and Berryfall, then Peaktail and Harewhisker. After is Flash, I like that there's an implied backstory with his name being just one word, and Spotnose. After is Petalstep and her apprentice Harepaw, and then finally elders Gustwhisker and Dustflower. I like the idea of Gustwhisker being Galestar's father, but of course it isn't confirmed, so I tried to toe the line between making him look related and also not related to her. After them all is Riverclan, who only had two new cats so I just stuck them in here. Deputy Floatweed and med cat Shineflower.

[rad-roche]

Rebelle keeps undos in the timelapses it generates so you can see me problem solve as I hash out a process, mistakes and all

[clanborn]

uncanny walter white cat i drew last night in a drowsy stupor

[fork99]

SSS WARRIOR CATS COMEBACK 2025?!

for legal reasons, that is a joke! but if anyone wants to revive 2010 sec warrior cats fanimations with me, im 100% down

this is actually a reanimate of an older piece i made in 2023!

old+comparison+process under cut

i love u sss warrior cats animation, animators, and design!! biggest inspiration of mine since 2013!

the audio is an Ekko voice clip from League of Legends

[afalconfromalcyoneus]

CW: Bright Flashing Lights

"I envy you" Voicepaw meowed, looking straight at Moonpaw like she could see her very soul. It sent a shiver down her spine.

"Why?" Moonpaw asked despite knowing the answer deep down.

Voicepaw's face twisted. First, into shock, then into deep, horribly terrifying anger. She shouted "Why?" as she grew larger, now looking down at Moonpaw as predator would prey.

"WHY!?" Voicepaw repeated, pupils in sharp pinpoints, "YOU got everything I wanted! A life, friends, parents, cats who love you for you! And you take it all for granted!! You are so—so" the molly screamed in frustration, "I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!!"

[lovesick-joey]

more dc warriors content!! wowza!! It's been a bit while. this time It's Young Justice addition. I didn't do zatanna because I got tired lmao

and a bonus alfred!! because I completely forgot to include him in my batfam design stash (i'm sorry)

Justice League || Batfam || Gotham Rogues

[leohnoz]

Who are you, count?

"The masks have fallen; you cant get enough? Yet this is still not the finale!"

For @aphidclan-clangen again—

Process video/other stuff under the cut!

WHO ARE YOU, COUNT? Count: Paradiseskies Valentine: Lilacpaw Albert: Spiderglade Theif: Pearlstar Diamond: Blisswhistle

Lines / Sketch

Process video [Flashing, bright colors, eyestrain]

[boinktheboin]

CW: BRIGHT COLORS / EYESTRAIN

yall i know this is a page for normal designs but i have these designs for a crazy Ashfur PMV im working on.I'm kind of happy about these so why not share???

[tapolc]

Leafstar🌿

[kathirein]

chapter two ; pg 30

[fork99]

leafpool design for a map part..! hell yeah

[batglare101]

6. Runningheart

one of my favorite designs i've done!! he's so polite-looking <3

[abandon-all-ware]

[coyotix]

HUGE flash cw! but wip for a project im doing for my necromancin dancin map!

[betrayedbycinnamon]

Flash Fiction Friday #286 Anything Could Happen

@flashfictionfridayofficial

“You want me to what?”

“Stick your hand in and pull whatever you find out.”

There was a long pause. “It’s a mirror. My hand isn’t going to go in it, it will go through it and then we’ll just have a mess to clean up.”

“No! It totally works,” Clint crowed excitedly, and slid his fingers through the silvered surface. Bucky boggled and almost missed when he continued, “It’s just really hard to pull anything out. But your robot arm is super strong, you’ll have no issue.”

“Where the hell did you get this thing?”

“Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answer to.” So it was stolen then.

It was big; almost as wide as Clint’s impressive wingspan, about three feet tall, and it looked heavy with the ornate frame. “I’m surprised you got it here without breaking it.”

“First off, hey. And b, it’s a magic mirror. A little jostling isn’t going to break it.”

“How many times did you drop it?”

“A few,” Clint said with an unrepentant smile. “Come on, I want to see what comes out.”

“I dunno. Where’s it supposed to be connected to?”

“No idea.”

“Clint.”

“Can’t you feel adventure calling to you?” Clint countered and Bucky frowned. He did feel an unusual amount of temptation to see what would happen, which was probably a bad sign.

“I don’t like that an object is manipulating our minds.”

“I don’t think the mirror is doing anything. I think it’s just the endless possibility that’s irresistible. Anything could happen. We’d be exploring new frontiers, how can you resist that?”

And Bucky knew that he absolutely should resist; the potential for whatever he pulled out of the mirror to be catastrophic was high given his and Clint’s luck, but he’d never been good at denying Clint anything.

“When this goes to shit, it’s on you.”

“It’s gonna be fine, Bucky.” 

“You don’t know that, and I don’t want to deal with a lecture from Steve. That’s all you.”

“Sure, sure. Whatever you want. Go on and do it already.”

Bucky fixed him with a steely look. “Don’t rush me.” Clint held up his hands, then made a show of zipping his lips. Bucky couldn’t help the fond huff.

Bucky turned to examine the mirror. Currently it looked innocuous, reflecting the blank ceiling. There was no way this should be able to work, but he’d seen Clint’s fingers skim through the surface.

He shifted the mirror into a standing position, so he’d be able to pull whatever through without having to lift up, then squared his shoulders and took a bracing breath.

“This is such a bad idea,” he muttered before plunging his left arm through the surface. It was an incredibly weird sensation: cool, tingly, and viscous. Like a menthol gel maybe. He didn’t really know how to describe it. His arm had slid in easily enough, all the way to the shoulder, from the side they were on, but at the same time it felt like he was still pushing his hand deeper inside. It didn’t make sense, his shoulder was pressed against the surface but his arm was still inching forward. 

“Do you feel anything?” Clint asked from his opposite shoulder, craning his neck for a better view. Bucky just grunted, and kept stretching his arm. 

Clint managed to keep quiet for a minute before demanding, “Well?” Bucky’s hand finally landed on something and he curled his fingers around it and started to pull back. He planted his other hand on the frame for leverage as he strained.

“I’m working on it,” Bucky said, voice tight. It was the same distorted feeling in reverse; he could feel his arm moving backwards, all of his muscles flexed with the effort of dragging the heavy weight, while his shoulder stayed flush with the mirror.

He fell backwards suddenly, landing hard on the floor as his arm dislodged from the mirror and the heavy object he’d brought with him sprawled over his lower body. Sprawled, because it was a person.

“What the fuck!” he managed to grit out between heavy breaths.

“What the fuck!” echoed right back at him as the man he’d pulled out of the mirror scuttled backwards.

“Holy shit!” was Clint’s contribution. “Is it an alternate universe Tony? Are you alter-Tony?” The man had a red metal helmet that covered his entire face, and did kind of look reminiscent of Iron Man, but that was where the similarities ended. Under the bomber jacket, Bucky could see that he was built like a shit brick house.

“What? No! Where am I?” The initial note of fear in the modulated voice had vanished, replaced with anger. 

“Welcome to Brooklyn,” Clint said, hands wide, demonstrating they were empty, as he gestured around their apartment. He had known better than to try and do this in the Tower with JARVIS’s eye on them.

“What the fuck!”

“I’m Clint, this is Bucky.” “I’m fucking pissed. I was in the middle of something, and you fucking yanked me to New York? What the hell? What do you want?”

“To be fair, we didn’t know what would come through the mirror, so… sorry?” Clint offered.

“Sorry? Sorry? Jesus Christ.” The man yanked the helmet off and pulled out a cellphone, punching in his code angrily. 

Bucky watched the myriad of expressions march across the man’s handsome face as a man clearly choking on tears answered.

“Jason! Oh my god, Jason. We thought… how did you get out of there in time? We thought you died!”

“What?”

“The warehouse exploded. Tim got thrown, he’s the only one who was close when… How— where are you?”

“Brooklyn,” he said, sounding a little numb. He hung the phone up and turned wide eyes onto Clint and Bucky, who had finally gotten off of the floor. “I guess I should say thanks.”

“Let us take you to dinner,” Clint immediately said, which, yeah. Bucky should have seen that coming.

[riinkun-art-stuff]

Some rough animation I just finished for a MAP part! I've been working on it bit by bit over the last few months. This has been a really gear-turning technical challenge but I enjoyed it so much (honestly my favourite type of stuff to animate is the more technical, haha)!

Btw, I have some art c0mm!ssions open right now! More info here if you're interested!