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Hit em with the FNAF 2 Foxy special move 🗣️‼️‼️

Non blurred version because I am genuinely so proud of the shading on this like damn?? I leave my iPad for a week and somehow my shading skills have increased?? Hell yeah

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Fun fact about the Brazilian dubbing of K-Pop Demon Hunters:

Zoey's voice actress (Taís Feijó) is married to Mystery's voice actor (Eduardo Drummond) in real life and they have a daughter together!

That said, Zoeystery canon <3

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Academic rivals (rumi's the top this time)

(day 1 of jinumi week on twitter)

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no see the thing is I think he has a point

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Rujinu doodle #8

sleepy cuddles

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♡ id like to point out how much i love that Zoey and Baby Saja both have little "random noise" moments in their songs and theyre easily one of my favorite details in the movie ><

[mira] "i dont talk but i bite, full of venom" [zoey] "eugh ✨"

[romance] "lookin like snacks cause you got it like that" [baby] "whoo!"

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I just wanted to make a post showcasing some of my favorite illustrations by Keith Thompson for the Leviathan Trilogy.

The art went so hard in these books, it’s crazy. The plot is basically an alternate universe WW1 about the major two powers, the Darwinists, and the Clankers. The Darwinists genetically engineered animals to fight for them creating huge flying whale battleships, while the Clankers made huge robot mechs and powerful guns. A few historical people and places show up in these books, like Nikola Tesla.

But my favorite parts of the books were the art, truly breathtaking, it was beautifully grotesque at times. But that’s not unexpected, after all Keith Thompson helped create the design of Moder from The Ritual!

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ok, hear me out, idea:

if the demon marks glow purple when the bearer feels intense shame, and after embracing herself rumi's dormant paterns become pearlescent instead of purple-ish, what if demon marks glow rainbow when proud?

what i'm saying is wedding day and/or new papa mystery with bright ranibow paterns

Maybe I’ll do a wedding one later but for now have a proud papa Mystery ☺️

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I love ur art sm that I will eat it. thank you for the Zoeystery nourishment 😩

Thank you!! Here, have some concept art versions of zoeystery on me:

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Demon Dad (au) disappointment so strong he reverts to his “og” demon form.

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i absolutely LOVE all your kpdh art but zoeystery especially has my heart 🥹🥹🥹 and esp the 20yrs later ones, like them getting older together and building a life the way you portray it so beautiful and full of potential, it’s just great to see. anyways please take care!! <33

Awggh!!! Thank you for your kind words. Really brighten my day to read this proper. Makes me very happy that you enjoy my au, domestic/mundane aus I love so much and I can't wait to build on them more. Your sentiment is much appreciated! (and I imagine Zoey and Mystery appreciate it too~)

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THE (almost?) KISS SCENE EXISTS 🥹 Just one of many ideas for the Jinumi date, but I sense that sb is already making a fanfic out of this XD

They say they have more stuff too 👀

Source

Edit: Oh my God there's more

Release ALL the kiss cuts!!!

By @/charleshiltonart

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YOU LIKED TO PLAY MOON WITH ME, BUT I ALWAYS THOUGHT YOU WERE THE SUN — we were children then, barely ten, and you liked to gift me small great things: a stone smooth as a heartbeat, your warm sleeve in winter's sting, and that kind of smile that makes butterflies sing. i wanted to give you something in turn, but you ran ahead, bare feet quick on fern. and i followed, stumbling, yearning, tripping on roots, catching your laughter like it was a rope pulling me through the greens. / we built kingdoms out of fallen logs, crowned each other with birch leaves, swore oaths no one heard but the crows. and when dusk pressed gold through the branches' glow, you pointed upward, told me the stars were holes where the gods peeked through canopy's folds. i saw no need for the heavens above; you were the brightest thing, naturally. / we carved our names into cedar and bark, trusting the trees to remember our smirks longer than time itself. and still, sometimes, when the breeze tickles my ears, wild and free, i think the night still carries your boyhood voice, calling me deeper into the woods, recalling me of when we thought the world was only as wide as our joined hands. // this was originally sketched and written for the 1st day of hijack's week 2025 (prompt: childhood friends), but i'm super late! orz