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old fanart HankJeb 👅

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um.

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gawsh he's so cute...,

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Redraws, Redraws.. Cycles.

Recently found an old piece of mine from four years ago, back when I was a die-hard Madness Combat fan. I will admit, I'm reentering the fandom like a meteor enters the atmosphere, and because I've cooked up some designs these past couple of days, I've decided to redraw that piece to see how far I've come. [2021]

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I enjoy the vibe of the redraw so much more, it reminds me of horror scenes and it's exactly what I feel I was trying to achieve with the previous. I love Tricky a normal amount. [ SPEEDPAINT: https://youtu.be/T1d3qd20Lco ]

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meow

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2 more screenshots i whipped up

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I spent all night on these, and I don't regret it one bit

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Even more of the crossover AU!

Got impatient waiting for the Chapter 3 and 4 sprites to release, so i just spent a few hours manually copying them instead

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Got bored and made some crossover stuff

I'd LOVE to make a fangame like this, but my laptop broke recently, so I'm looking for a new one

Also, I've never made a game before lmao

If I make any more of these then it'll be tagged as "utdr crossover"

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More of my crossover au, because I'm obsessed with it!!

Gonna make a small series of edits based on Alphys' True Lab! >:)

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Hear me out escaped 049 with a normal reader who has no idea of the foundation

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛

ꨄ Pairing: SCP-049 x reader

ꨄ Summary: Based on an older oneshot I made years ago. We are so fucking back.

ꨄ Word Count: 1110 words

People had been going missing.

Some that you know, some that you didn't. It all happened suddenly in the span of a few weeks in the small, sleepy town you were staying in. Normal everyday people were disappearing on their way to work, after a night out, some even vanishing from their homes. Unfortunately, that didn't mean they stayed missing. The hairs were standing up on the back of your neck as you walked past yet another crime scene. Another missing person that came back disfigured and completely crazed. The local police surrounded the homeless man, ushering people away, locals and news reporters aside.

Deciding to indulge your morbid curiosity, you decided to halt. You pried your way through the small crowd to get a closer look at the newest victim. The first responders were already covering the victims body with a tarp, but you could vaguely make out the stitching done on his bare torso. One of his arms was missing and his eyes were wide open, coloured a milky white.

That was about all you got to see, as a police officer walked over to you and a few other bystanders.

"Got enough of a look? This is a private crime scene, get out of here!" A few people scoffed at the officer's harsh tone. You didn't take it too personally, though. Lord knows the poor woman had seen enough already.

You decided to just move on, not bothering to look back at the remaining crowd. Most of them would go home eventually, given the curfew. It was a vain attempt to prevent more people from getting claimed by whatever serial killer was out there. Well, you couldn't really call whoever it was a serial killer, given everyone who returned was technically alive. You kept your eyes ahead of you, trying to focus on the dark road ahead. You knew you were taking a risk being out here at all. Your eyes trailed to the trees that surrounded the outskirts as you lost yourself in thought.

And that's when you saw it.

If it weren't for the figure's white mask, you wouldn't have noticed them at all. Their black robes did a great job hiding them among the shadows. It looked like someone wearing a plague doctors costume. It was likely some sort of sick joke, thought up by some guy without a life, you tried to reason. But there was something about the situation that made your stomach turn. The figure was shamelessly staring at you, almost as if they were observing your actions. You were frozen in place, staring right back at them. Every instinct was screaming at you to run, but it was like you were glued to the ground. The tall figure remained still as well, though seemed far more composed than you. The figure raised a gloved hand, beckoning for you to come closer.

You weren't falling for that, you shook your head before taking your eyes off the figure, powerwalking down the path. The sooner you got home, the sooner you were away from whoever this was. When you glanced back, the figure was gone, only making your blood feel colder in your veins. Picking up the pace, you rounded as many corners as you could. You wanted to run home but leading that creep straight to your front door wasn't the best choice. You took refuge under a streetlamp, your surroundings eerily empty. The silence was deafening as you slowly regained your composure.

"I assure you, there is no need to be frightened."

You had no idea how you didn't hear the figure coming. The strange sounding, masculine voice sounded a few meters away from you. There the plague doctor stood, hands clasped behind his back. The figure tilted their head slightly.

"I understand you may not feel at ease. Worry not, for I am a doctor." The figure approached you once more, causing you to step back.

"You did all this, didn't you?" The distinct sound of disdain inevitably crept up in your voice. "What the hell did you even do to them?"

"Yes... what had to be done was... unfortunate. I have been kept from furthering my research for so long, the pestilence has been able to spread freely. I truly am sorry I was not able to aid sooner."

"What do you mean by that?" Your voice was a mere hiss through your teeth. The plague doctor let out an almost disappointed sigh.

"I have made peace with the unfortunate fact no one else understands the insidious nature of the pestilence. But fear not, I am here to cure you of this affliction. If you truly knew what horrors the disease spreads... you would thank me for my work." The figure reached out for you, but you were quick in stepping away. The doctor let out a sigh, slowly lowering his hand.

"You killed those people... because of an imaginary disease. That's all their life was worth to you!" You snapped. You didn't care if anyone heard you, at least then someone could bail you out of this situation. Your words seemed to offend the plague doctor.

"Every life is worth something to me." His voice was stern as he visibly tensed. "I have spent countless years dedicating my life to curing this ailment while my fellow men of science mock my work, while people like you call me a monster. Yet I persist, because I care!" His outburst left you speechless, and the doctor took a few deep breaths, calming himself down.

"I... apologize... that was uncalled for. Refrain from such comments in the future, if you will, however." His shoulders relaxed as he peered at you from behind the eye holes in his mask.

"Future? What the hell do you mean by that?" You asked, taking another step back.

"I shall need to keep you close. Although the pestilence hasn't spread throughout you entirely just yet, I will need to monitor for your own well being. I trust you have no qualms about this?" The way he was so casual about it would have been comical if your entire way of life wasn't being threatened.

"I'm going home," you firmly replied, backing away further. You saw his eyes narrow at that comment. Footsteps sounded behind you, before your back met a solid surface. It was a small group of people, distorted faces you vaguely recognized from the poster. With nowhere left for you to run, the doctor approached you. He stopped right in front of you, the beak of his mask was centimeters away from your nose.

"I fear you have very little choice, doctors orders."

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Look at this handsome mans

ignore the fact I didn’t draw the spines, the face and mask was hard enough to learn to draw

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Tricky on THE worst paper I have ever used in my life. I think you can tell I struggled. I quite like how the mask turned out tho lowkey

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A growing endearment for you

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fucked up creatuer