#harpy!Jimmy

[brac-a-bric]

[mojo-chojo]

How about jimmy(any version) and the yummu matermelun pallete? :)

i fear no palette no matter how hideous it may seem

palette challenge belongs to @m-chromatic

[opalwhisker]

I did the artist swap meme with @brac-a-bric and @mojo-chojo! We each took one of the pairs from our Birds of a Feather au to do a sketch for and then we passed each drawing around to each other. It was a lot of fun! ;v;

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There is simply not enough content of harpy Jimmy, and I am fed up with that

So I wrote a very short thing where he goes bird-brained

Tango and Grian are here and think it’s cute

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Jimmy couldn’t help it, the way Tango was scratching under his chin made him melt. And it was very obvious by the way tango cooed over it, and the way Jimmy literally cooed back. “Aww, he’s a little bird-man. Grian! Come look at this!” Tango called over his shoulder. Jimmy hadn’t even realized that his bird brain, or harpy brain in this case, was properly taking over, and now he really couldn’t when all he was thinking about was the scritches Tango was giving him. Grian awed as-well “I need to take a video. He’ll be so embarrassed later” he said as he pulled out a phone.

Eventually, too soon in Jimmy’s opinion, Tango’s hand started to pull away, and Jimmy’s head followed until he couldn’t. He looked up at Tango with his dismayed and dilated eyes, and chirped a question Tango couldn’t understand. The two giggled at this, and Grian went to translate “He’s wondering why you stopped. Tim really does like those scritches” he giggled again.

“He’s like a big, feathery puppy” Tango commented, smiling down at Jim. “Like a baby bird” Grian agreed with a nod. Grian’s own bird brain seemed to like the phrase, zoning his focus onto Jimmy only and repeating himself “baby bird”. He blinked and shook his head “whoops, that triggered something. I’m gonna head out now, I doubt you want to deal with two giant birds” he chuckled before saying his goodbyes and leaving. Tango waved as he left with a “goodbye” and a “send the video to the big group-chat!”. Yep, Jimmy will absolutely be embarrassed later, Tango thought with a smirk. The smirk left as soon as a blur of yellow feathers tackled his previously waving hand to the ground, taking all of Tango down aswell “Jimmy!”.

The harpy in question was crouched on the ground, hovering over the hand in his own two, and staring cluelessly at Tango. Head empty, Tango thinks “You’ve not a thought in that head of yours, do you buddy?” and he huffed a soft laugh. Jimmy seemed to be content with that as an answer as he went back to staring at and playing with Tango’s hand, moving it about curiously.

Yep, baby bird, Tango mentally agrees with Grian’s earlier comment.

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[lunarcrown]

Commission for @opalwhisker of their birds of a feather au they share with @brac-a-bric and @mojo-chojo !!!

Please enjoy miner Tango and harpy Jimmy sharing some LOVING GAZES (and maybe they about to kiss….who knows??? 👀)

[pebbltree]

so beautiful. so majestic

[hyperfixtime]

Doodles, Ideation and Design Refinement of Grian, Tango and Jimmy :) Oh and a lil gif of Skulk infested Grian sneezing :)))

[sha3thehunter]

So I had this headcanon and I decided to write it because it wouldn't leave my brain. Enjoy the first chapter of what I like to call the Harpy Curse AU fic.

[harpygon]

Jimmy/Tango Double life fic!!

Jimmy woke up in complete darkness. His right arm hurt, even though he wasn‘t the one with still sensitive scar tissue reaching from his shoulder to his wrist. He sighed as he sat up, trying his hardest not to disrupt Tango‘s sleep.

Tango looked calm. He was probably dreaming, definitely snoring softly. His blonde hair seemed to glow ever so slightly, illuminating his face just enough for Jimmy to make out his closed eyes and smile. He was truly golden. Jimmy sighed again.

Something in him told him that it was his fault. 

Now, logically he knew that didn‘t make any sense. He knew that Tango fell prey to a creeper, that he exploded miles and miles away from him. Hell, he had never even met the man before both of them, one life down, met back at spawn.

And still it was somehow his fault. Because he was the canary, because everyone around him always died. Because fate linked the two of them and he would always be at fault.

He started sniffling, warm tears trailing along his cheeks as he tried not to weep.

„eh?“ Tango slurred, still half asleep and Jimmy stopped breathing, hoping he would just go back to sleep. 

But Tango turned towards him, his eyes barely opened but already smiling, „Jimmy? What are you doing awake?“

„My arm hurt,“ Jimmy said, deciding that he didn‘t want to lie, but wasn‘t ready for the truth either.

Tango sat up completely, laying an arm around Jimmy‘s shoulder, careful not to touch the skin that hurt. Jimmy was grateful for the gesture, even though he knew it was Tango‘s pain he was feeling, the pain in Tango‘s right arm, which was now slung around Jimmy‘s shoulder.

„It‘ll be okay,“ Tango lulled, „It‘s just pain, It‘ll fade, we just need to give it time,“ and Jimmy rested his head against Tango‘s chest.

„I‘m sorry,“ he whimpered.

Tango twisted his head to look at him but Jimmy didn‘t move, he just sat there, listening to the rhythmic thumps of Tango and his heartbeats.

„It‘s not your fault,“ Tango said, „I ran into that creeper.“

„but it‘s my fault that-“

„No, it isn‘t,“ Tango‘s voice was levelled, as if he had said an indisputable truth and not utter nonsense.

„I‘m cursed,“ It wasn‘t what he had meant to say, but it was what he said and then he couldn‘t stop anymore, „they cursed me and now everything always dies. No matter where I am, no matter with whom I am, they die, I die. It‘s always the same, it always-“

His voice dissolved into another round of sobs and Tango‘s embrace became tighter.

„They cursed you?“

Jimmy nodded to the best of his ability, which, with his head now tucked between Tango‘s chin and chest meant a slight bob up and down.

Tango didn‘t ask who „they“ were and Jimmy didn‘t tell him. Instead, they sat in silence for a minute.

„It‘s not your fault,“ Tango repeated with a firm voice, „they cursed you. It‘s their fault if anyone’s.“

That made Jimmy giggle, though it rather sounded like another sob.

„What?“ Tango asked worriedly, „What did I say?“

„Nothing,“ Jimmy half laughed, half sobbed, „It‘s just- You can‘t say such stuff about the Watchers mate.“

„Why not?“ Tango laughed, „They cursed my soulmate. I think I deserve to make a little fun of them.“

„Because you‘re not one of them,“ Jimmy wanted to say, but he was too busy laughing to interrupt Tango.

„Besides, it‘s not as if I am lying. What do they want to do, curse me too? Let them try, we‘ll win this thing, with two curses and especially with only one.“

Jimmy moved his head, looked up at Tango and smiled, „You mean it?“

„If not us, who then?“

And in a spurt of emotional confidence, Jimmy pushed up and kissed Tango.

„No one.“ 

[mirnightghost]

Random bunch of sketches

I didn't want to throw anything away, so my training to draw dogs and my birdboy on the same canvas :)

Fandom characters are at the top AND YES I CAN DRAW PEOPLE SOMETIMES (I consider it an achievement)

Will I draw something for these fandoms in the future? Well--

I will definitely try

[macandsad]

A Canary In A Coal Mine Update

Hey guys!! Sorry I've been gone a while!!

The Ao3 author curse is real, and I shouldn't have doubted its powers

Here is the update to A Canary In A Coal Mine!!

I hope you have a wonderful day!!

[brac-a-bric]

[mojo-chojo]

Mojo, I am begging on my knees for you to draw.........

( anything you want, really, I just love your art )

okay so me n my friends had a convo on discord about canary harpy jimmy and coal miner tango...

maybe some men would hunt harpies to use them like canaries but for mining maybe some magic crystals because they're more sensitive to it

tango would sneakily feed jimmy some food he made because god knows how much food jimmy actually gets

tango: huh i wonder how would those soft lips and sharp teeth feel against me...?

[tokiro07]

Me: I think my main competition for "biggest Monet fan" is the guy on twitter who exclusively draws self-insert fanart of his and Monet's long-term romantic relationship Customer: Wow, he's got you beat then Me: ONLY IN DRAWING!!!

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So

Canary Jimmy, yeah?

But as he turn more evil he kinda

looks more like an eerie harpy creature?

Like he starts off with the basic back wings, that’s normal for him, right?

But he gets wing ears, and his nails turn darker and sharper

Then the feathers pop up in more spots and the tops of his fingers and toes are black

Suddenly what feels like overnight, but couldn’t possible be, his teeth are sharpened, eyes turned hollow and empty, if not almost predatory-like

It’s a slow change, his own corruption on full display, but nobody quite notices until later. Until it’s obvious.

He sounds the same. Moves the same. It’s very clearly Jimmy. His smile always looked sorta lopsided and endearing, but now it was… crooked

The ones who notice can tell, there’s something very unnerving about that sheriff

[filmytune-blog]

Piche Piche Jatt sung by Dilpreet Dhillon & Harpi Gill. Piche Piche Jatt lyrics was written by Kaptaan and music composed by Desi Crew.