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colresskisser · 4 months ago
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ok wait i need to post things i forget that's how social media works. i've been into sanders sides lately
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unsaiiinted · 11 months ago
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didn't realize i haven't posted my courier ref yet (he's just me) -- some info is a little outdated but i really dgafff
(he's also up on artfight btw... hehe)
silly little comics under the cut >_>
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^ it's real hard to put two and two together
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^ post-dead money stuff, i miss the companions T_T my friends... including dean domino, although i dont think he'd consider me the same.
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ministarfruit · 2 years ago
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for tempustober2023 day 3: red riding hood
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cupid-kitty · 6 months ago
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shoves my shadowpeach fankid oc in your face
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carsaadi · 1 year ago
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gives u a banan
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YAHOO!!!!!!!!
uhh below the break is a redesign of an oc ask blog i used to run! if you remember at all!
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as a child. i thought this character was so smart. because. butterfly. they. fly. and they're made of butter. I HAD VERY ORIGINAL THOUGHTS AND IDEAS (i say as this was a character made in a Roblox game fOREVER ago.)
YE GOOD OL BUTTERWING! butter mare even. uhh. i'm. so . normal.
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ottpopfic · 4 months ago
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One day I'm going to write the Transformers fanfic I have cooked centered around Deployer and Cassette culture in Praxis and my own oc I added in to make the JazzProwl a trine who fucking dies in the end okay, one day
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chimney-sweep-sweep · 5 months ago
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Throws this at you and runs away
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So uuuh didn't really feel like drawing today but everything for my one and only wife Rodimus (still learning how to draw him it sucks)
The bot beside him is an oc of mine, his name's Neptuneflow and I'll soon do a reference sheet for him (when I'll found the strenght) so I can show you all my pretty boy
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blueberrybanee · 1 year ago
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So... I've been playing Pony Town for nearly a month now, and I may or may not have an addiction.
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I think I need to remake those first two, but LORD HELP ME!!! I CANNOT STOP PLAYING THIS SILLY GAME AND MAKING STAR WARS PONIES!!!
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Also made a The Dark Crystal pony because... @linminty Told me to. And I like TDC, so this was a win
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What the fuck is hit YouTuber VanossGaming doing here
(@linminty @twixedworlds @white-knight7255 @ghastly-poltergeist tagging friends cuz we all play this stupid pony game together)
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butchsquatch · 2 years ago
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yes my OC is just me but taller and cooler. what are you gonna do about it?
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demico-art · 9 months ago
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Wanted to draw some Stan fluff and more details kept piling up. Anyway, the idea here was that Ford was nerding and telling Stan about whatever he's discovered or thought of. It also looks like he's telling him a story :D A continuation <<<
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Price being a tired father of 3 grown ass men has to be my favourite thing. And they're exploiting this fact.
All three have started their own little competition to see who can give Price the weirdest thing until he calls them out for it, but it's been going on for weeks now and all he does it pocket the item or places it down in front of him with little to no comment. It started off with random bits of stationary, the occasional rock, maybe a few casings, then it moved onto bigger things including a whole ass chair Ghost had given him, knives and his own side arm but aside from a few raised brows, the man didn't say anything. It was always at random moments too, while he was in his office, in meetings, the canteen, in the middle of a phone call, in the middle of the night where he was woken up by one of them to take whatever was being offered, there had been too many times where Soap had passed him something while he was using the bathroom or Gaz sticking his arm around the shower wall to offer whatever he had found that day.
Whenever Laswell has the particular misfortune to be in the same place, she was included into this game and while she offered up more words than Price did, often thanking them as if they hadn't dropped a toaster into her hands, she too didn't make an effort to question or stop it.
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cardo-de-comer · 8 months ago
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soo helloo and i think it's time for me to explain the deal with my characters and this whole "you're not supposed to be here" thing. EDIT: just fixed some stuff. thank you folks for your support, i really appreciate you all <3
i made these characters way back in june and by today they have a lot of lore around them in my head. i even have a dream to make a game with them but it's just a dream for now so i'm gonna try to explain the main things about this story. Obviously this is a long post, although I tried to keep this stuff short. and excuse me for my writing and any mistakes, I don't usually write this much text.
It starts with the world. Alternate 15th century, humanity is almost gone and what's left of it shares quite a big city with demons and angels. However, demons and angels are usually being treated like servants - eventually one gets tired of it all, so everyone knows an uprising is just around the corner. Let's just ignore that for now.
The City has a catch of it's own - it's alive. The walls have eyes and ears and the City knows every resident by heart and soul, both figuratively and literally. Usually City acts through the King, it chooses protectors for itself, ones who have strong minds to comprehend it - they will be called the royal knights, each of them have a company of a /more wiser than the rest of them/ demon and angel to help with their tasks. Only the King and ten royal knights know that the City is alive and very talkative but they don't understand fully what it's trying to tell them. Most of them choose to ignore the voices in their head because hey, that's what you do usually in this situation, otherwise they drive you nuts.
City is also extremely emotional and appearance depends on its condition. Usually it's a sunny day out and the city looks welcoming, but you don't want to be there when the City is scared: it might eat you alive by accident. Now that the environment is aside, time for the main three characters.
Imri is a young lad who will soon be a royal knight. He actually wanted to be a painter when he grows up but well, you cannot disobey the king's orders. Quite emotionless and a man of a few words, he tries to stay on a neutral ground between good and bad - a perfect candidate for manipulation to all three sides, demons, angels and the City.
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look at him
Royal knights get to know their angel and demon companions at least a week before they get knighted to avoid any misunderstandings. Imri doesn't mind his friends at all, although one of them caused quite a fuss.
Angel /they name themselves Lyra/ is an overly positive, naive and blindly kind entity. A bit childish and very fond of justice, they try to act as a voice of conscience, not understanding that sometimes this can make everything even worse than it was. There is a feeling that they're trickier than it seems but you can never quite tell.
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the latin text all over them is just a part of their design
The demon though... That's not even a demon, that's the Devil himself. Yes, everyone knows who this is, everyone avoids him and he's not supposed to be here at all. Despite being THE Devil, he didn't try to do anything horrific yet and, when he's not joking around, he tries to be the voice of reason, the voice that no one listens to. He seems to know a lot more about this whole world than anyone else but he talks about it only when he wants to.
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no one likes him at all, expect maybe Imri who just tolerates his presence like he always does
That's the main three. There is a few secondary characters, Imri's father being one of them.
sir Jastrab /or just Dell/ is one of the royal knights, he's a bit naive, loyal, and a soul so kind that his demon hung himself. Oh well. He lost one hand in what he calls "a work accident" which is partly true but he never goes into details.
He never wanted for his son to be a part of the knights because he knows by experience that it's not an easy job and not every father wants for their child to go insane from the voices in their head.
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few people said that the angel accompanying him looks like d20 and so be it
The others are Sun and Moon - local deities, despite being on the sky every day and night, usually they don't really care about what's going on down below. You can still talk to them but don't expect much action. Regardless of all this, they are still loved by almost all living things. They can rarely meet each other but humans always depict them together no matter what. Although maybe humans are right...
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creators of the Stars - some part of a human soul that i can't talk about :)
Angels and demons come in all forms and sizes but those are the main population - lesser demons resemble the Devil in some ways and lesser angels look like clovers. Rivals usually but when the revolution happens, they learn to tolerate and work with each other. Humanity doesn't really have a chance.
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they hate everyone equally And there is another being, that Imri meets a few times through the story - it's Death. Death is just having fun in this end of the world and there is a lot of work to be done.
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this is an old and rough design so maybe it'll change The whole story begins at that day when Imri is supposed to be knighted. Everything seemed fine until Imri gets to hear the City for the first time and realizes that he hears and sees a lot more than everyone else. Completely overwhelmed he blacks out - even the toughest of minds often can't take it - and wakes up later only to find out that the King got killed somehow, angels and demons saw this as the starting point for a revolution and the City starts to panic.
Now Imri, guided by his companions and the voice of scared City that's crumbling and slowly drives him insane, shall travel to the center of it to find out what really happened, getting through demons and angels who are busy destroying the rest of humanity. Fun.
There is a lot more to this whole thing but I cannot tell the entire plot because spoilers, in case if i actually will make something out of this story. Think of it as a game lore. I'm not sure about making sth yet because i operate only on hopes and dreams and i barely have any strength lately but who knows... But now you have at least some context! And yeah, thank you if you actually read all of this, you're a hero.
Now i need to get back to drawing. Thank you all for your support. <3
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sshikazul · 4 days ago
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sketchy-mf · 1 month ago
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Me watching the Gaslight District when this mf shows up
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Sir
M'am
Distinguished metal fella
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👁👁 I AM LOOKING LIKE A HOE
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blue-octoous · 8 months ago
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I don't know if anyone else has done this AU but anyway
An AU where sebastian was never arrested for the murders and works for urbanshade as an engineer
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That's all
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chibinasuu · 5 months ago
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Sanji treasures his hands. 
He never uses them for violence, or for destruction. Instead, Sanji uses his hands to create.
From a humble onigiri to a hearty beef bourguignon, to a fancy cocktail or a fluffy soufflé. There is nothing that those hands couldn’t whip up instantly on any of the crew’s whim. 
But most of all, Sanji uses his hands to love.
His hand holds yours so gently, other times interlocking tightly as if never wanting to let go.
His hands knead and rub your tight shoulders, your tired feet, your aching back.
His hands pour fragrant shampoo upon your hair, massaging your scalp as you relax in the hot waters of the tub.
His hand stays at the small of your back whenever you were walking together, keeping you near in a sea of strangers.
His hands tickle your sides playfully, coaxing sweet, joyful laughter out of you.
His hand stroke your hair to a hummed lullaby as you fall asleep.
His hands grip your waist so tenderly as you slow dance around the kitchen, the moonlight streaming in through the window.
His hands roam up and down your back as he holds you in a warm embrace, your heart racing in time with his.
His hands cup your face, caressing your cheeks as he gazes lovingly into your eyes.
His hands worship your body, featherlight touches on your skin leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. 
Sanji treasures his hands, and he uses them to treasure you.
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