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We finish this, Together.
#my art#jayvik#arcane#arcane spoilers#spoilers#idk how i feel about s2 as a whole#there's def some issues I have with some things overall but#i think ep7 and this are prob the highlights for me#gays in space what can i say i'm predictable and i have a Brand(tm)#haven't drawn an illust in like a HOT minute so this is very rushed and not how i wanted it to turn out but if not i'll keep messing with i#i RELEASE IT !!!!!
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Pit Bonnie wants to be the best FNAF bunny
#myart#chloesimagination#comic#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#fnaf fanart#fnaf movie#bonnie the bunny#pit bonnie#fnaf oswald#into the pit#it’s been a hot second since I’ve last drawn ITP content!!#my lil guy Oswald I’m sorry for ignoring you BAHA#I’ll definitely be adding him back in more regularly#just wanted to give some space seeing ITP is all I drew for like 2 months pff#Pit Bonnie wants to be the best Bonnie#he’s the best dad and bunny animatronic#Oswald isn’t as for his goals here PFF#also can we all agree the Abby in the first panel is perfect?#she squish beloved
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these two make me ill
#this plus near the end of the book where ART goes —you haven't spoken to me like that in weeks. i missed it — after being cussed out#right in front of leonide too. like. what is wrong with you guys 💕💕#murderbot fanart#the murderbot diaries#tmbd#tmbd system collapse#tmbd ART#tmbd fanart#perihelion#murderbot#me and my mutual administrative assistant that i (tolerate) hate#MB's emotional support space ship thing and ART's emotional support killing machine. the emotions they both support are annoyance#dearest annoyances....#arttag#galadraws#id included#originally i was gonna use the highlighted text‚ but the bg i'd already drawn didn't match the location of the book‚ so i settled for this.
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Just your average male living space.
[First] Prev <–-> Next
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wen qing#lan wangji#A-Yuan#wei wuxian#(***Content warning for me talking about unhygienic living conditions in the tags today***).#The worst part of drawing this comic is that I've seen so much worse. This is a livable space.#I've helped out friends and family who were struggling and let me just say...I have seen some pretty dysfunctional living spaces.#Hell I've *lived* in some very dysfunctional living spaces.#Hording dishes under the bed was always something that grossed me out but it's unfortunately something I've seen people do way too often.#The horror everyone has upon walking into WWX's 'living' set up is so consistently 'Mate how are you living like this?'#It's honestly so integral to me that WWX's 'just left home for the first time' house/room be a depression/dysfunction pit.#You can learn a lot about someon's state of mind from how they keep their living space...and this guy is oozing 'deep depression'.#I don't think he's eaten anything but foods that classify as a struggle meal in a year.#Everyone is trying to stage an intervention but he just isn't in a good enough place to help himself.#By the way: I want to steer away from shaming people who have messy homes/rooms because life *does* hit hard sometimes.#My love language is coming into your home to do your dishes and do some housework. Don't apologize for the mess king.#Nothing could top some of the places I've had to help my older siblings out of.#I'd be okay with my flatmate having a severed limb and a blood pool at this point.#As long as he lets me take out the dishes from under the bed - We're good! My standards are so low at this point.
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back at it again with fancy butchfemme lesbian spirk
#I’ve officially drawn more genderbent spirk than good old regular spirk lmao#I’m imaging they’re going on a silly little date or like a space ball idk#I just wanted to draw them in more formal outfits#which I will be doing more of#star trek#star trek tos#star trek the original series#star trek fanart#s'chn t'gai spock#james t kirk#spirk#genderbend#my art
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They heard a suspicious noise...
#drawn in the split second before the flames erupt in full#because it seemed like a fun thing to capture and also because it saves a lot of space on the canvas haha#typhlosion#hisuian typhlosion#pokemon#realistic pokemon#avanii's art#digital art#fanart
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one more warm summer one last
#Orion's Art#Kingdom Hearts#Kingdom Hearts 2#Sora#“one more day / inside this life”#I don't think I've drawn him in this outfit without the jacket#when the idea came to mind while half-asleep#I was thinking of the dark blue of the undershirt#with the white lining#so there was no particular reason for it to be KH2#that said#as I was filling out his room#rather than deviating from the in-game space#I thought it'd be more meaningful if I kept it the way it was#I had to replace my tablet on short notice#went with an XP Deco because it was cheap#the pen is... not good#I contacted them about it & they sent a new one#it's better in some ways but still not good#sigh...#I'll have to deal with it for now but urgh my hand
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rewatched lazy in space recently
#bee and puppycat#bee and puppcat lazy in space#bapc#bee bapc#bapc puppycat#puppycat#i forgot how wild bee and puppycat is#haven't drawn lineless in a long time#my favorite episode in lazy in space is the day off work one#its just so vibesss#my favorite part is the end#yknow when howell is like how did you get in here#my art
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Redrew one of my favorite frames from ds9 because I hate these fucking faggots
#star trek#ds9#star trek deep space nine#my art#fanart#julian bashir#elim garak#garashir#star trek fanart#this is the first time i feel like ive drawn them sort of ok#of fucking course it's from the side because god forbid i draw anything other than side profiles
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You're Going Into Orbit
#I wrote this out in the tags of a post ages ago#And found it again today when I was looking through old posts. And the mental image was just as good the second time around#I might make some more silly doodles referencing the Garfielf video at some point#Aizawa is only pretending to care so he doesn't get in trouble with Nezu#'Yes I tried to stop him.... no yeah I just couldn't reason with him...'#Mic being a menace to his students is one of my favourite headcanons#I guess canon...#its been a while since I actually watched the anime but I remember him being a nuisance to Bakugo as he Should be#bnha#hizashi yamada#present mic#mha#bnha fanart#shota aizawa#eraserhead#(not the movie)#minoru mineta#can you tell i didnt want to draw mineta#i think this is the second time I've drawn Mic kicking Mineta into space but thats because its funny
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brak! and hippo! 🦞
#misc art#brak#the brak show#space ghost coast to coast#digital art#artists on tumblr#this was drawn in 2024 but I never posted it idk why
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i'd panic too if one guy who should get brown contacts and one girl with big ass brown eyes were both staring at me
#star wars#star wars ot#star wars ot trio#luke skywalker#han solo#leia organa#a new hope#star wars fanart#first time ever drawn leia i love her#sw anh#space twins#i've also been experimenting with line work so that's why it looks different#i should post more huh
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fuck this post and happy birthday hal 9000
#wanted to draw something for hal day so. go my abstract art#first non vbros thing ive drawn in ages. looks around nervously#Well i mean hal is referenced at least 2 times in that show so#hal 9000#2001 a space odyssey#2001 aso
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Two Peas in a Pod: part 4/?
Hopefully the dialog isn't confusing.
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"Still dizzy?"
"Not really," Jazz answered with a comfortable smile, though stole a quick glance over to the gate. The first since Blaster had arrived for the morning routine. The other mer wasn't awake yet last he saw, but he was shifting more. The medication had obviously long worn off by now, but Jazz still hoped they weren't in too much pain.
But Blaster noticed and it prompted him to pause his checks to ask, "did he wake up last night?"
"Kinda? He could have been talking in his sleep though."
"Hm, there's a good chance he'll be up soon, then."
Jazz's expression of his usual cheerfulness shifted, just slightly and if it had been anyone other than Blaster, they would have missed it. He flipped the clipboard over in his lap and rested his elbows against his crossed legs.
"You're nervous," Blaster pointed out gently and gave Jazz an encouraging smile. "Is this about their injuries, or is this about making a friend?"
The mer's face soured and he looked away. "I thought I wasn't supposed to ask."
"That was about the gate, and I'm sorry about that." It was just the two of them on the pier, but Blaster still practised a surveying sweep of the area with what looked like stretching. Then with a lower voice, he continued, "The Vet Chief wanted to fully isolate them from you, to keep them in a transfer-crate, at least until the injuries had a low risk of reopening. I argued that it would put them under a lot of undue stress, and you because you knew the Mer was here. Which is part of why it took so long for–"
"–and it's fine to say this now?" Jazz snapped and turned back to him with a small scowl.
"Jazz, how many staff members were in your area yesterday? When we talked about the gate?"
He paused, trying to recall. Blaster was with him and the group that went into the bay had five… seven?
"There was thirteen, Jazz," he supplied, knowing that any answer coming would be incorrect. It was a lot of people, and with Blaster already known for making waves on the regular, the sudden addition had eyes and ears on him. That, and because he had fought so hard against the 'great idea' brought up in the first meeting after emergency treatment had ended. "You didn't even clock the vet on standby at the pier entrance."
Jazz huffed and laid out flat, resting his chin on his crossed arms. Okay, so he wasn’t paying attention to who was around. "Then what is it about the gate? I get the bit about climbing the walls, but…"
"That one is on me, I was – am – being overly cautious. Not of you, but of others misunderstanding your excitement or anxiety as aggression. And I know how persistent you can be when something catches your interest. But that's not the point, what is, is that if the team reports you showing signs of aggression, they'll… remove him."
Now looking worried, Jazz glanced from Blaster to the gate. "But what if he shows aggression?"
"We're expecting that, at least at first." Blaster wanted to reassure him, but there were still too many unknown variables. "Unknown place with an unfamiliar face, and likely limited communication. There is bound to be backlash."
Jazz looked down with an expression of growing despair, before dropping his face against his arms. His words muffled, "so whether he stays or not depends on me being able to talk with him."
Blaster reached out and placed his hand on the orca's shoulder. "Listen, buddy, this might be hard to hear. But let me explain, okay? … So far it looks like there are no issues and the current plan is to have him released once he recovers." As he feels Jazz tense, Blaster frowns in understanding and begins to rub his shoulder to comfort him. "There is only one reason that the aquarium wouldn't go through with it, and honestly, I don't want that to happen. It's all sorts of fucked up and would only make things worse– but I don't want you to distance yourself from him. I want you to try and befriend him."
"… why," Jazz asked weakly, cursing him for telling him the truth – for reminding him of the truth – for breaking his small piece of hope of not being alone anymore. If he was going to be taken away, if he was just going to lose him no matter what, then it would hurt less if he just ignored him.
All sorts of answers bounce around in Blaster's mind. From wishful thinking – because I want you to go with him. To long term goals – anything we could learn could help Mers everywhere. But he settled on as close to the truth as he could. "Because I'm trying to make sure that no matter what happens, it's the best result for both of you. But I can't do that if the two of you can't at least work together. So, I'm asking you to try."
"Right," because he doesn't need to be kept here to survive… he just needs time to heal. Where I – "–right. Okay, I'll try… but where do I even start?" Jazz took a deep breath to compose himself before he lifted his head.
"Well, why don't we see if sleepy-head is waking up? Maybe he'd like breakfast." Blaster offered, first with a reassuring smile, but then twisted it into something more mischievous. "And maybe you could find out if he's got a beautiful name, too."
It took a second to realize what Blaster was getting at, and for the first time in his life Jazz felt bashful. "W-what are you talking about?" He hid it terribly.
"He's beautiful~" he whispered dramatically, and Blaster learned that mers could in fact blush.
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When Blaster left to get food for the wild mer, Jazz calmly made his way over to the view port. Only to be taken by surprise, he was looking directly at Jazz. Though, glaring, might be more accurate with how his face was pulled tight with focus and the sheer intensity of his stare.
But otherwise, they were completely calm. Jazz wasn't sure if that was a good sign or bad. Yet, it didn't stop his nervous excitement from returning. He waved with one of his best smiles – one without teeth – and greeted him with a friendly, "hello!"
What he got in return was a slightly more intense furrowing of their brow – irritation or confusion?
"Oh! Sorry, habit." Jazz switched to mer. {Hi!}
The tension didn't leave his face, but there was slight movement and, again, Jazz didn't know how to interpret that. But he did answer, {||၊|။||||•။၊|။|။|၊|။||၊၊၊|?}
"Uh…" Yep, didn't understand any of that.
Then the door opened on the edge behind them and Jazz for a moment thought that it would startle the wild mer. But they didn't even flinch. And while their eyes remained on him, Jazz was fairly sure now that they had been using their sonar to track the human's movement.
"Are they still asleep?" Blaster asked, puzzled.
"Nope, very much awake." He shifted lower to try and get more than the man's boots in his sight.
"Ah…" He sounded uneasy and began to make small careful steps around the edge closer to Jazz while he spoke as calmly as possible. "Well, I'm going to keep talking, just so you don't think I'm trying to sneak up on you."
When he reached the point where he was straight across from the wild mer, they lifted their head to turn their glare on the human. Blaster to his credit did not flinch, but he did freeze. "Whoa– that's – wow, t-that's quite the look."
A series of slow clicks came from them, but their lips did not move. Jazz didn't think it was echo-speak, as it reminded him of his own searching clicks when he was trying to get a better picture. "Oh! I think he's trying to see what you have."
The wild mer glanced to Jazz, becoming silent once more before looking back up at Blaster.
"Fair enough, alright new buddy, I'm going to be real slow about it okay?" Back to narrating his actions calmly as he knelt down. Showing the long pole with a thin, blunt hook, "just an arm I don't mind losing if you decide that you don't like the breakfast I brought," and poured out the fish from the bucket.
Still the wild mer glared, unblinking and watching every little movement.
"Okay… I'm not sure what to make of this, so far everything has been nothing like previous encounters."
"Ya, didn't you say he'd be freaking out?"
"You got anything to calm or reassure our new buddy here that I ain't going to hurt him?" Blaster was doing his absolute best at trying to remain calm, but even his hands were starting to tremble under the pressure the wild mer was giving him. He wasn't even moving, just watching, but it felt like the human was being stalked.
Honestly, Blaster was probably one bad move from being lunged at. Though, if that was the case, he had maybe one chance to get away. The hammock would throw him off on the first strike, the supports could probably take two or four hard thrashings before it snapped under the mer's strength. Injuries be damned, this mer was in peak physical condition.
Jazz gave a small chirp to try and gain the other's attention, and failed, but continued with trying to talk. {It's okay, you're safe.}
He was given a very tiny dip of his finial facing the gate – a tell that he had heard him?
{You're safe,} Jazz repeated.
The mer didn't look away, but he did at least respond. {•၊၊|•|၊|။။၊|။•|||။||||။၊|။•၊၊||၊|။||||။•၊|။•၊၊||၊|။||||။၊|။•} Though, far too fast for Jazz attempt to understand.
"I'm hoping you two are talking about your favourite fish." Blaster joked to cover his nervousness.
Jazz sighed and admitted the truth, "I haven't a clue to what they're talking about…"
"Just let me know if I should run, kay?" He shifted slowly on his knees, trying to find a comfortable spot without making himself too vulnerable.
But Jazz hadn't given up yet. {Hungry?} He tried instead.
More chirps and clicking that didn't translate.
{Hungry? Yes? No?}
The heavy huff that came from them caused Blaster to flinch, but the mer finally focused on Jazz. There was clear irritation in their face now on top of glaring. And the damns broke, he started ranting at him loudly.
"Hey, don't yell at me, I'm trying okay!?" Jazz glared back, not backing down. Though wasn't all that intimidating with him just having a little porthole to look through.
"Jazz, buddy, please don't aggravate him." He, after all, was the one in the room with the wild mer.
"He fuckn' started it!"
Silence came quickly as the wild mer plunked his face into the soft floaty that had been his pillow. Blaster would have found it utterly hilarious if not fearing for his life currently. With another heavy and long huff, the wild mer looked back at Jazz, still glaring, but slightly less than before. {•|||။||||။၊|။•၊၊||၊|။? Yes? No?}
Jazz blinked at him for a moment, depending on the question, no could be a yes. {No…?} He answered tentatively instead.
{It's safe? Yes? No?} And he pointed his nose towards Blaster briefly, but clearly wasn't happy about it.
{Yes!} Jazz nodded vigorously and smiled for extra encouragement. Out of all the staff, Blaster was safe, Jazz held some trust in the human after all. {[Blaster] safe.}
"What about me?"
"He asked if you're safe and I told him you were. Relax a bit or something to show him."
Easier said than done. Blaster cursed, but did his best to ease the tension from his shoulders and smile a little. Even, daring to slowly lift a hand to wave.
The mer did not seem convinced, but his glare lessened some more and looked over the human with more curiosity than before.
{Hungry? Yes? No?} Jazz tried again.
There was a long pause, but they sighed and answered. {… yes.}
"Progress!" He cheered and then stuck his hand through the little window. "Blaster, hand me one of the fish. He's hungry, but I have a feeling that he'll trust you more if he sees me eat what you have."
"Okay." He made sure that it was clear as possible what his intentions were. Taking a fish under the gills, Blaster looped the blunt hook in and out the mouth. Then, very slowly, began to feed the length of the pole towards Jazz's waiting hand. Once Jazz felt the tail touch his palm, he grabbed it and waited until Blaster twisted enough for the fish to slip free. Then the pole was just as slowly drawn back.
The whole time the wild mer watching the exchange intensely.
Jazz pulled the fish over to his side, chirped for the other's attention before he swallowed it whole. Smiling once more as he said, {safe.}
Blaster had to admit, he was surprised when the mer shifted slightly in the hammock, and then cautiously held out his right hand. The glare never left, but this one felt like a threat, that if he messed this chance up, there would not be another.
Though this was the first time Jazz had been able to see any of his injuries. The colourful tape-bandages almost covered every inch of his skin from his hand up to his bicep. It reminded him that just yesterday he had been mortally wounded. Which was probably a key reason the wild mer seemed so calm, they had only started to recover and every action was either painful or exhausting. Likely both.
Jazz watched closely as Blaster went through all the careful steps as he had with Jazz and held the fish out. The only difference, was that the human's grip was loose, just in case the wild mer decided to try and yank him into the water with it. But they didn't, doing exactly as they saw before, allowing Blaster to release the fish and retreat. The whole process was so slow that the wild mer's arm started to shake from being held out.
But both Jazz and Blaster let out a breath of relief as there had been no backlash.
He eyed the fish in his grip with a mild sneer before he swallowed it and then held out his shaky hand for another. It was clear that the pain was getting to him, but nothing in his expression showed weakness.
The feeding got easier and quicker as Blaster relaxed a bit, not fearing that a normal pace would come off as threatening to the wild mer.
When the shaking got bad enough, the mer rested his arm back in the hammock, but kept his eyes on the remaining fish. As if to convey he wasn't finished, just needed a break. Blaster was more than happy to comply and gave him a few praises, even if they didn't understand.
"Hey," Jazz called gently, chirping for the other's attention. He waited until they looked his way, then pointed at himself. "Jazz," and then to the human, "Blaster," and back to himself once more, "Jazz," before pointing to the other mer with a questioning tilt of his head. He hoped it was clear what he was asking for.
When the silence stretched on for a bit, the human also joined in. "Blaster," to himself and to his mer, "Jazz."
There was a brief moment that Jazz could see that they were working over something, opening their mouth a few times before the sound of a sharp zip came out. "… 'tzz?"
Jazz snorted, before breaking into a few chuckles. "Ya, missing the Ja, but you'll get there. I'm Jazz." He placed a hand over his heart.
The gesture was reflected, {•၊||၊။}
It was his turn to try and work out the sound in his head. Jazz tried the word out soundlessly on his tongue once. It was like a popping roll? {•၊||၊၊၊၊၊?}
{•၊||၊။} they repeated, firmly correcting him.
"Nice to meet ya, {•၊||၊၊၊၊၊}!" While the mer scowled at him for not even trying to fix his pronunciation, Jazz just smiled brightly.
"So... what is his name?" Blaster asked for a translation, very interested in the development between them.
Jazz laughed, "I have no idea."
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Don't ask about my attempt to make sound-wave-like-text, it's gibberish, lol, and going forward only •၊||၊။ (Prowl) & •၊||၊၊၊၊၊ (Prowler) will be used until Jazz has a English (common?) name to attach an understanding to.
Keferon, I just wanted to say that every comment or tag you leave on the fic is like serotonin being injected into my veins. Every silly little image is like rolling down a grassy hill in the warm sun while I laugh with manic joy. When you add art, it's like an adrenaline shot to the heart that makes me want to run across the globe just to frantically wave hello with both hands, give you a hug and run back to get started on the next part.
And the next part will be Prowl joining Jazz in the main pool and Jazz learning just how fast he is, even while injured. >:)c
-GLC
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Me looking in my inbox and seeing that there's two peas in a po
Odjndgdjdkfhdkm PLEASE. Blaster is so nervous EVERYONE IS SO NERVOUS Ooohhhnooo he's gonna freak out and kill everything he can reach oh no we all know how all those wild stupid creatures are oh no watch out While Prowl is trying to blow their pancakes with mind
And I juswannasay I love it so much ehehejgknfbfkdn THE SOUND WAVE SPEACH? I LOVE THE LOOK OF IT EHEHEH
Always a big fan of creative ways of showing imaginary languages. This thing?? ||ll•|Il It looks hella stylish >:O
Aaannnndd I got excited and made some art hehe


#maccadam#transformers#apocalyptic ponyo#jazz#prowl#jazzprowl#blaster#Blaster is slowly but steadily growing on me....huh#kinda torn apart with his design because technically all staff has to wear swim suits around pools. But also the whole Blasters design?#it screeeeammms “big hoodies and jackets”. he is SO blocky in canon. I can't imagine him in a swim suit lol#also IM SO FUCKING EXCITED FOR JP TO GET IN A SAME POOL OHOJFNFB ITS GONNA BE SO FUN#I love how you write them#I LOVE how I read the fic and from time to time I go#“huh I didn't consider that before”#like. I loooove when characters in a fic can do stuff in a way that is smarter than what I expected#and I have this little “oh wow okay” moment#it's not even about big plot. just. little things haha#also ahahahah I love how Jazz keeps “talking” to Prowl while simultaneously having NO idea what are they even talking about#like of course they have to have their first argument before they can even properly understand each other. My favorite JP flavor right here#fuck wait I need to add important tags before I run out of the space for them#ponyo jp writing#GLC#............I just realized I drew almost identical sketch with Jazz and this tiny ass window......#the pose is literally the same but it's drawn from scratch. lmao. oh well#Blaster is actively fearing for his life is the only real one here😔✊#Ohhhhoho Prowl is about to see how fucked up Jazz's situation is#everything. how he is too thin how his fins are curled and fucked how he has to perform for humans EVERYTHING#This fic is a fucking national treasure of this blog I tell you
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Shanks and Rosinante are the same age.
Bless this tweet for putting their ages together.
These two men were born in the same year. At the same place. As younger brothers of morally corrupt older brothers proud of their Celestial lineage. Both became deeply involved with a young "D" approximately around the same time. Both stole a legendary devil fruit in the exact same year, 13 years before the start of the story, when Luffy was 6 and Law was 13.
I've been thinking about it all day.
#just to clarify - shanks lost his arm a year after rosi's death#I do think shanks and cora's roles in luffy and law's lives aren't exactly the same#but the parallels are there. they have to be intentional#the similar layouts of law and luffy's wanted posters. the sun and moon themed image flowers#losing their siblings and grieving in similarly drawn panels#receiving the most sought after fruits in the story from two fallen celestials of the same age#law has more to give in future. i shall not give up on my copium#but I'll zip my mouth here#NO WAIT#I HAVEN'T SHARED HERE BUT LUFFY AND LAW'S VOICE ACTORS ARE THE GUESTS IN THE UPCOMING STRAW HAT SPACE!#I'm so looking forward to hearing kamiya's reecent thoughts about law. I'm so glad#one piece#donquixote rosinante#one piece shanks#figarland shamrock#donquixote doflamingo#mine#op meta#one piece meta#trafalgar law#monkey d. luffy
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Crown Au: What if aside from being bound down, Narinder was put to sleep, indefinitely? What if the crown was the vessel instead, and the Lamb became it's carrier? And WHAT if there was no prophecy but the Lamb carried on to free him anyway because true love reigns?
Crownrinder??? A crown cannot sit under two brows? NO PROBLEM. Become the crown instead.
#YOU have an Au. and YOU have an Au#did this on my phone also. STILL no computer sorry guys#Narinder: i am resourceful#Narinder: i mean im down to one eye and no limbs but st this point im not complaining#There isnt space for more pictures but I wanted to add a dream sequence. I havent drawn it yet but I see it. Inside my skull.#Cotl#Narinder#the lamb#narilamb#cotl au#i was in such s big art block. slowly coming out of it.#narinder x lamb#my art#cult of the lamb#cult of the lamb fanart#cotl lamb#cotl narinder#cotl fanart#cotl#comic strips
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