A favor returned
It's a beautiful morning and Cleo could imagine birds would sing their heart out if she hadn't been in the middle of the town. But listening to the water bubble in the kettle and the footsteps of Bdubs running around upstairs was honestly so much better. It reminded her that she wasn't alone. She hasn't been for quite some time now, but it was nice to be reminded every now and then.
With tea in her hands she thought about the day she had ahead of her. She needed to finish up the grandfather clock, mostly the finer details being left on it. She needed to check up on Bdubs and how his practicing was going, maybe even teach him an new spell if he had been making progress. Today was also Scar's off day which meant he was likely going to hang around the bakery, meaning she could ask him to pick up some new loafs. She smiles and has to hold back laughter when she hears two loud thumps followed by shouting from her boys.
Yeah, her life wasn't empty anymore.
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december 31st but i make it silly (based on a tumblr post, below the cut!)
everyone say thank you xenia, i made adjustments for the december 31st context but nyx avatar is still fitting.
original draft of the last panel. i considered putting the bi flag but i didn't know how to squeeze it in. we love ryoji mochizuki in this house.
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The (Hopefully) Comprehensive Guide to Drawing Transformers! [1]
[Chapter 1/5?]
Decided to make a little quick guide to drawing transformers/humanoid mechs because some people asked! (Plus I thought it'd be fun lol) .... Hopefully it makes sense and helps some people out :'D
[Next] -> coming I dunno when, I keep adding to my WIP pile......
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do you plan on making fnaf keychains?
YES I do! I’m actually currently working on making a ⭐️STICKER CLUB⭐️ for my patreon,,
Here’s a very small preview, so lots of merch is on it’s way!
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the party visits Hawkins for the holidays, circa December 1991.
i was lucky enough to get to participate in a secret santa gift exchange along with my friends, some of the most talented people in the stranger things fandom! my recipient was @halosketches, one of the coolest people i know. it was a pleasure to be able to work on this and i'm happy to able to share it now! happy holidays, boys 🫶
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Eclipse was a little late, but he finally found a candle to celebrate your birthday with!
(It turned out to be one of those joke candles that never blow out...)
vvvv Yapping and extras below the cut! vvvv
Sketch and Close up
Alternate sketch colors
I don't know why exactly I really like the glowy sketch version, but even if it doesn't even look like the outline stuff the vanny mask adds onto things in the dlc, it reminds me of it lol
I think it's neat!
I recently saw this art post where they drew and mentioned cannon Eclipse barely getting love and I immediately agreed. I just had to contribute ASAP. Gotta give this kind robo man a forehead smooch. v3v
I don't mean for the image to come off as entirely creepy, I just wanted it to feel like you've been staying in the dark plex with your best buddy eclipse! Stuck but at least not alone. :)
Plus I gotta let the creepy robots be creepy sometimes. It makes the sweet personalities feel even sweeter imo :P
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CW: Yandere Themes,
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Just a quick thought: Yandere!Sunday who is a galactic pop superstar.
He sees you at one of his concerts during a slower song when he looks up from the piano keys, floating in a sea of faces. Instantly you stand out to him. There's something chimerical in this moment, he thinks.
When he finishes up the set, quickly moving backstage to prepare for the next set, he makes a decision: he has to know more.
You get invited backstage after the concert, truly a dream. He sits on a plush light grey sofa, calmly smiling at you as he does to all his fans, but his golden eyes glitter and swirl with unreadable emotions. You've intrigued him.
Every moment that passes after this meeting seems to topple over like dominoes placed by a steady and swift hand. Invites to secret sessions turn into tickets offered over social media. Slowly, Sunday pulls you into his world, makes you his greatest muse. When the songs on his latest album are picked apart, atom by atom, the analysts surmise that there must be someone. And when Sunday responds to these allegations at a concert with a sly smile and a glint in his eyes, his fanbase erupts, demanding to know more.
But they will know nothing, Sunday thinks as he walks backstage, taking off his mic and his opulent outfit. He returns to his hotel room that evening to see you, safe and sound, your breathtaking eyes still painted in strange shades and hues from when he sung songs meant just for you.
He asks you if you would like to go to Penacony with him to watch him sing in the Charmony Festival, and you reply with bright eyes and a smile on your face.
One day very soon, Sunday will sing a song that will send the entire universe into an eternal dream. But in this moment, your beautiful, foolish mind completely ensnared by his siren-like voice, he feels like he is dreaming.
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