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[merakiui]

there are no words to express how crazy i am going right now (part two).

[djevelbl]

"Why couldn't he save himself?"

Yeah, Fanny... why couldn't he?

Rabbit Reflections is quite possibly my favorite Fanny-related Inky Mystery chapter ever! We see her finally start to shatter her incomplete view of who Cuphead Dish is by coming to the singular conclusion one could reach in her shoes: he sees something of himself in her, and feels responsible for that.

While I like this illusstration and enjoy the little details of its full picture - Fanny's pupils looking up to Cup, the cut on her ear, his heart resting at her eye level and yet still being ignored - it didn't really turn out how I thought it would y'all, so bc you can't see their individual shapes all that well, there's a couple versions below for each!

Thank you for coming to my art showcase! I'll see you in the scheduled shitposting I'll inevitably do before I start drawing again 💗

[katkalis-the-fanartist]

Some of these dopps got me thinking unwisely..- 😳

[mx-nada]

i really liked the pilot and i felt compelled to make a sona/self-insert

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

i think it would be really easy to just. throw a frisbee at his neck and watch it fold

HA GET FRISBEE’D IDIOT

[weirdcat1213]

dont look at me

[niftukkun]

[Error L.O.L.: Please stand by!]

[bl00dw1tch]

*Person who's never heard of motifs or establishing themes*: idk i just feel like they keep reusing the same tropes, its kind of predictable :/

[desiderium-eden]

@soraeia replied to your post:

ooo…i like dis monster

Be careful, Rosa. He be a creeper.

[jrueships]

A CINDERBLOCK IS WHAT I LIKE TO SEE!! YETTHUR 🤓‼️‼️

jaren looking like he says meep

[zelzelez]

I really really like him. Not crushing with a thousand illusions - not that I lack feelings! on the contrary - but deeply enjoying his presence in my life. This is how it’s supposed to be.

[umbracirrus]

Will be posting a wip later today

Too hot and absolutely not arsed with getting out my laptop which already gets hot enough as it is

[hdawg1995]

I hate how heat makes me so irritable. I hate how it makes my mom irritable. i hate the heat.

only bright side is we both know its just the heat.

[evermoreal]

price would be strangely possessive over his assistant.

referring to her as things that really aren’t work appropriate at all. “swee’eart,” “dolly,” “sugar.” once, a “baby” slipped through his teeth, but he was switching the subject before she could really catch on.

it’s hard to pinpoint exactly when it was he started tacking “my” in front of his pet names. “my angel,” “my love.”

even when she wasn’t in the room — it was impossible to know he was talking about a colleague with the way he spoke about her. “my woman’s always on my case abou’ shit like that — cholesterol levels, sugar intake. fuckin’ bullshit, but i do it to make ‘er happy.” or “can’t stay long, lads — got my lady waitin’ on me.”

in the summer months, her skirts get a bit shorter and her tops a bit tighter. he doesn’t blame her, the AC is shit and the heat can be suffocating. what does bother him, though, is the way his men ogle her as they stroll past her desk. how they’re coming up with excuses to visit her throughout the day.

it’s an easy enough fix. “why don’t ye come work in my office for the day, lovey?” he’s already collecting her paperwork. “keep an old man company, would ye? i’ve got a nice little fan too, keep ye nice an’ cool.”

though the job came with benefits, perhaps more than an assistant should be getting, price didn’t think it was enough. when her phone started to slow and the screen cracked, he left a new one on her desk. didn’t bother mentioning it came out of his paycheque. if she complains about her outfit — all my good clothes are in the wash — he’ll take her shopping, doesn’t let her worry about the totals. and, hey, if they end up at a lingerie shop, no one has to know, right? he’s just being a good boss. it’s only crossing a few boundaries when he gets her to model it for him in the fitting rooms. when she disappears behind the curtain, john adjusts himself in his slacks — it’s a natural reaction. on that note, it would make too much of a fuss if he were to correct the worker when she asks if his wife needs any help.

when day turns to night and she’s refusing price’s suggestion of hitting another shop, he pulls into a nearby restaurant, insists on treating her to a glass of wine to end the night. finding out she’s a lightweight is a pleasant discovery — two glasses in and her skin is warm to the touch, she’s giggling and hanging onto his every word. he likes her like this, he decides — but it’s not safe to leave her alone. no, she should stay with him tonight. another few sips and she’s agreeing, changing into one of her new lingerie sets and falling into john’s bed, dozing off with his hand splayed over her tummy, beard tickling the back of her neck.

it’s been too long since he’s had a woman in his life. his wires have gotten a bit crossed. you can’t blame him, can you?

[brazen-art]

Chiropractors near you:

(continue your art journey today by looking at this cool murkrow that my friend drew!)

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

Shmorp you made it physically impossible for me to draw anything else

I like drawing stuff for you

HIM!!! THE ASSHOLE!!!

Everyone’s “”””favorite””””””” douchbag