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#my GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
poorly-drawn-mdzs · 2 days
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...Turns out gay sex actually was the solution.
(This is basically a redraw, come read the real deal over at Tiger Tiger)
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yourbuckies · 3 days
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Does Sebastian Stan Know Lines From His Most Famous Movies & TV Shows?
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lotus-pear · 2 days
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charm stat at debonair ‼️‼️
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deadbaguette · 19 hours
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Dear children of Priam, were you doomed all along?
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dekariosclan · 3 days
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One of my favorite things in a good romance is when scenes are repeated to show character growth/used to bookend the arc of the romance (Mr. Darcy sharing his feelings with Lizzy, anyone?) and today I’m thinking about the two scenes of Gale getting on his knees and taking Tav’s hand.
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How it starts: Gale hesitantly letting Tav into his heart, letting Tav be the first person he’s shared the truth with, the first person whose touch he’s felt in over a year. The way that he clings desperately to their hand, needing their help but unsure if they will give it. The way that his expression is pleading but hopeless, his eyes dry as he awaits Tav’s judgement—because he knows that no matter what their answer is, the orb is growing more unstable, and this is probably the beginning of the end of his life.
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How it ends: Gale, having not only let Tav into his heart, but given it to them fully. The way that he no longer needs to cling to their hand, but instead takes it gently, worshipfully, knowing this is the hand that saved his life. The way that there’s no trace of uncertainty in his expression, just fully bared emotion and adoration—because the orb is no longer a threat, Tav has said yes to his marriage proposal, and this is not just the beginning of the rest of his life, but the beginning of the rest of their life, together.
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ihatebrainstorm · 18 hours
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Some TF One doodles/sketches (minor spoilers maybe? Idk if they count, nothing not seen in the trailers already)
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sorta in a massive art slump rn so i'll draw more stuff when i feel like i can draw better again :')
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mangosyringe · 1 day
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so you know how Ford has a moth collection?
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circusinarun · 3 days
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Happy Mikel in his ninpō hoodie! (I want to buy the same hoodie :]) You see that?! I'm getting better at understanding volume and anatomy!
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ochiody · 3 days
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timedive concepts so far
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grey-viridian · 3 days
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DTIYS for @tizeline
Congrats on 10k!!! (love your artstyle btw sooo soft and beautiful i wanna look at your art all day!)
The original outfit was perfect but I still felt like something was missing...
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tojisun · 2 days
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simon’s not used to this—the boundless devotion shining in your eyes. how, when you are lost, you look onto him for guidance; for a tether; for a warm hand on your back as he wades you through the shifting tides.
simon’s not used to being the one to receive such loyalty, unyielding and whole. because he had been so used to being the one on his knees; the dog who heels; the mutt that is leashed.
he’s not used to being the divine; the one being worshipped; the one with its priestess.
but here you are, in front of him, shaking, faithful. eyes wet with tears, yes, but chin tipped up. waiting for his blessing. his gift. his passion.
simon croons, cupping your cheek and swiping just underneath your eye. like this, he feels untouchable. like a magnanimous entity. like the only one who is worthy of you.
“i know, i know,” he says. “i’ve got you, sweetheart. i’ve got you.”
you nuzzle your cheek into his palm, mewling, breaths hitching, and so, so putty. so trusting. so reverent of him.
simon’s lip trembles because how could someone ever make him feel bigger than he truly is? how could someone love him so much that he feels like he is soaring up above?
how could someone see his scars and his anger, and still find comfort in his chaos?
(this must be why prometheus stole the embers of the fire and offered it to the humans—because isn’t it so addicting to be needed?)
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lynaferns · 13 hours
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We are having a mini Moon guys.
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bubbarnes · 3 days
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“... Bucky is always evolving, you know? like the rest of us, I guess.”
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littlescribbs · 3 days
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I miss them sm
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huginsmemory · 2 days
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As someone whose asexual and a monsterfucker and knowing that there is a large subsection of the monsterfucking community that is Ace or on that spectrum, Ford being very Ace-coded and implied to have fucked a a triangle feels accurate to me. representative, even.
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kyri45 · 19 hours
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More stuff I might be looking too hard into:
MK's right eye(Mac's missing eye) being covered until the end!!
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Wukong being in the light while Mac is in the shadows and MK is in between! The eclipse of the sun and moon!!
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LMAO i have a lot of people highlighting these details (and i love it!!) But like-
When I was drawing the scene where they enter MK room, I was like "oh well the room is dark, and Wukong stays at the doorframe so he will probably have some cool rim light or whatever"
But THEN I realized that, if MK were to sit on the bed, there would be a ray of light from the entrance, and THEN I realized Mac could come closer to his right side and he wouldn't be hit by the light at all and THEN my brain EXPLODED from the complication this could imply.
Also I just realized AS I was drawing both unglamoured Mac and MK that they share their covered/scarred eye. And so I decided to keep the eye hidden until eventually maybe it would have been uncovered when things would be sorted out.
TL:DR: I would like to say that all about my comics (composition, shots, colors, dialouge, plot, details, symbolism) are meticolously planned, but I literally open the blank Procreate canvas and then my hand just throws up the stuff and then maybe later my brain makes the connection and understand wtf I'm I drawing
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