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a buck from memory i drew while watching love is blind

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buckypage

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color study but it ended up looking like peter

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did the colorblind challenge like 37 years too late but idgaf she ate

(misc variants and progress pix) vvv

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johnny doodle ❤️‍🔥

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hello 12 spideytorch fans

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I've come with

Another question

Can we do an art trade?

(I don't know your rules on them but will respect them)

I really like your art

Like A LOT

I await your answer fellow artist

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i cannot BELIEVE it took me this long to find this. yes absolutely, dm me pookie. and thank you!!

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jake lockley face study 🌒

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HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY YOU THREE IM SO SORRY IM LATE have some more expression studies of the boys.

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marc spector face study 🌙

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Do Perfect Beings Like Classic Rock?

[Platonic/romantic Quillock ficlet because Peter deserves love and Adam deserves to learn what that is. Ouughh.]

The Star-Lord, Peter Quill, comes back ever so often. Adam assumed he had left entirely, he would know the importance of blood family bonds, but he came back rather shortly, at least for the Sovereign’s lifespan. He says just because the leadership had changed hands didn’t make the Guardians any less family to each-other. Peter visits Knowhere every few moons, for “holidays” (A Terran thing?) he had said, often regaling what sounded like a pleasantly mundane lifestyle and then promptly swinging right into action with the others.

The music comes back in full force when Quill is visiting. Rocket plays it plenty even though he’d never admit how much he likes it, but Quill? He lives and breathes it. Adam believes he has grown fond of it, mostly. It was preferable to silence. Adam thought much of it was frivolous. How could something as small as the device in his pocket and the music within it be of equal worth to his life? Terrans are exceedingly strange, he decides.

More curious to him than the device, or the sounds, though, was how much unbridled joy Quill got from listening to essentially the same few dozen songs on repeat. He hummed them in the kitchen while slapping the “coffee”(?) machine that Rocket had begrudgingly helped Peter figure out and build. He twirled his blasters to a beat only he could hear, tinny notes seeping through headphones hidden under brown curls. He mumbled familiar melodies with his hands steady on the ships controls, fingers tapping to the songs playing over the aircraft’s speakers. He skipped and spun as he walked through the ships halls on good days, soft notes coming from the device on his waist.

It was infectious, he admits, even if he can’t fully grasp it. Adam has known joy and intrigue, most definitely, but Peter’s is different. It demands observation, so Adam does.

Quill is crashing around in the kitchen, the clocks reading early morning. Adam had been up for hours, but that was because sleep was unnecessary. He chose instead to observe the cosmos, drifting past through the windows of the Bowie.

His hearing was excellent, as was the rest of him, so he could very quickly tell a few things: Quill was making coffee. He was listening to his music, of course. Specifically the cassette tucked in his belt, louder and lacking the tinny whispers of his earphones. His boots tapped in rhythm, the metal of the jets clinking against the floor on and off. Adam found that he wasn’t annoyed by the disruption of peace. Perhaps it was improper to tolerate such clamoring when one is living in close quarters at an early hour. The warm smell of the drink wafted from the small kitchen out into the windowed common area where Adam stood and Adam did not feel accosted like he had in the past. He had found the pungent bittersweet aroma indelicate for a perfect being such as himself. Perhaps time with the crew and the visiting of so many places had changed him more than he thought. Perhaps the familiarity of Quill became warm after his absences somewhere down the line. It was simply the nostalgia now tied to his origins with the Guardians. The stars glinted at him, twinkling with mirth. He glared back.

The music got louder as Peter entered the common room, mug in hand, checking drawers for something. He was singing to himself. He never really did that, he just did

everything else to express his love for the music. It was obvious why he abstained, his tune was atrocious and his voice was raspy, but there was something about the clumsy fondness in which he followed along that touched something within him. A piece of understanding. Adam remained still, feeling perfectly comfortable to calmly listen. Drawers opened and closed noisily until Peter let out a barked laugh of victory. Interest piqued, Adam turned around.

Peter was clad in a long-sleeved shirt that had some Terran art form picture on its front, hugging his form and tucked into sweatpants that hung from his hips. He had his boots on, for some reason. If the smears of grease and the tucked earpieces of his mask nestled behind his ears had anything to say about it, he had likely been woken up by a rock hitting something loose and given up on returning to sleep. The man was holding up a spoon triumphantly in his hand, mug now sat delicately on the table below.

They locked eyes.

Peter yelps, dropping the spoon with a clatter, and jumps so bad he triggers a jet on his boot for a split second and thuds with a grunted “-ompf” into the wall behind him, miraculously not falling over entirely.

Regaining his balance, Quill picks up the spoon. “ADAM- You CANNOT keep doing that man—“ He paused to gasp, clutching his chest dramatically. “I’m gonna go into cardiac arrest if you don’t stop acting like a haunted statue.”

“Apologies, I was observing the stars.”

“Cool cool, how uh- how long have you been here?”

“Since late in the evening.”

“Dude… Did you- DO you sleep?“ He paused, hand going to rub the back of his neck, where a red flush had appeared, splotchy and faint. “Like at all? Besides the like, birth pod cocoon thing?”

“…I suppose I could if I wished to. I don’t, though. Why would I miss an opportunity for gaining knowledge?”

Quill sighed, but it didn’t seem hostile.

“You really are a perfect specimen, golden boy. Do you drink coffee? Can you drink things? Have we even seen you do that—?“ He rambled, trailing off and clearing his throat, studiously returning to stirring his coffee.

“It is the same with sustenance. I do not require it, but I indulge. Drax has given me some... ‘Zorg-Nuts’ I think, and they are quite nice.”

Star-lord shoots him a tired look behind mussed up locks.

“Is that a yes?” He asks, and when Adam nods he continues, “Zarg-Nuts, Drax loves them. Genuinely don’t know where he keeps getting them, though.” He shrugs, looping around and waltzing blearily back into the kitchen to fetch another mug, music fading with him. Adam, inexplicably, follows.

“Do you know all of the words to all of your songs?” The Sovereign asks after a beat of silence. Peter’s face scrunches up and the red flush returns.

“Uh- you know? Probably. Sorry you had the hear my melodious voice this early.”

“Its not melodious,” Adam states bluntly, and Peter winces.

“Yee-owch. Let a man have his morning coffee before y—“ he was cut off as Adam continued.

“But it is joyful. Such expression is not common to the Sovereign race. I wish I knew more about it.”

Quill’s mouth closed with a soft click and his eyes changed, softened. It was too subtle, too human, for Adam to fully read. He passed him a steaming mug. “It’s still hot, and its bitter, but you can add cream or sugar to make it less.” He nodded his head toward a handful of packets on the counter next to the machine. Adam raises the mug to his lips and takes a cautionary sip. His nose scrunches at the taste and Peter huffs out a laugh faintly audible above the cassette and hands Adam the packets.

Once Adams drink is doctored to his liking, Quill takes another silent sip of his own before peering over the rim at him. “Joyful, huh. I guess you could say so. Have you felt good here with us? I can’t imagine they’re drinking out of chipped mugs in your golden palaces.”

Adam hums thoughtfully. “I suppose not, but they don’t sing either. I like it here better, despite the… Shabbiness.” He finishes, golden fingers clasped around the mug.

The look on Peter’s face is back again, for a second, and the healthy flush of his cheeks is painfully, imperfectly, real. Nothing like the body of his own, flowing with synthetic ichor.

“Thanks, I guess.” Theres a soft noise as he sets down his finished drink on the counter. “I’ve got a loose panel to get back to. Don’t cramp your godly hammies standing there forever. “ He clicks his tongue and fires finger guns at him as he leaves, clicking his music up a few notches in volume.

Adam has the song in his head for the rest of the day.

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And heres it posted on AO3.

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Heyo.

I like your art

And your whole blogs vibe

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Stay fresh my friend

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thank you sleep god… omg

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sooo…. what was that saying about saving a horse again…

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just letting you know your askbox on your blog asking for requests is not open ^^

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↟ ⚘ 𖥧 South Park college headcanons 𖥧 ⚘ ↟

excuse my janky ass formatting and disorganized notes 😭

KENNY

✦ pansexual

✦ PLAYBOY. INSANE RIZZ

✦ body count is insane he just thinks its funny though

✦ actually really really sweet and considerate

✦ never fixed his gap tooth 🫶

✦ always remembers birthdays

✦ scars everyyywhere like Everywhere

✦ haphazard wolfcut that he trims himself bc hashtag no money

✦ full ride scholarship, works his ASS off on schoolwork and two jobs and yet still has time to party

✦ literally nobody knows how he does it

✦ still loves wearing big jackets, doesnt get a lot of new clothes often so almost all of his shit is hand patched up

✦ supremely unlucky (trips and shatters phone screen ass shit)

✦ angel wing tats on shoulderblades

✦ LOVES weed. does not drink at all

✦ probably has done LSD and shrooms

✦ parents are extremely proud of him, he doesn’t go home very often but keeps in touch

✦ got them a phone so that they can text him!!! he saved up for a whole year to get it bc he missed his sister

✦ pierced his own ears also gave himself snake bites

✦ pierced stans ears (stan cried)

✦ small smattering of freckles! only come out in the summer

✦ doesn’t hang out with stan as often on his own bc he doesnt like how bad his drinking has gotten :(

✦ loves decimating cartman in call of duty

✦ listens to BROCKHAMPTON and doja cat (and ABBA but only with butters)

STAN

✦ raging alcoholic

✦ existential + clingy drunk

✦ grows stubble really fast, shaves when he feels like it

✦ eyebags for dayysss

✦ beauty marks! has a lot on his face and shoulders

✦ smokes weed w/ kyle and kenny (cartman isn’t invited anymore bc he hogs the blunt)

✦ only gets his schoolwork done wasted because he cant get himself to do it sober

✦ PTSD + severe depression

✦ bisexual as fuck my god

✦ emo LMFAOOOO wears a lot of muted tones, ripped jeans, sweaters, hoodies. so many beanies

✦ also smokes nic 😔

✦ probly a business major

✦ tried hookups, doesnt really care for them

✦ plays bass!!

✦ internalized homophobia but its okay hes growing

✦ had/has a phase where he’ll bleach and dye his hair and the rest of the gang look forward to it bc its always something new (always keeps the black roots)

✦ really bitter about just. everything

✦ STILL hates medical shit and hospitals got alcohol poisoning and REFUUSSEDDD to go kyle was frantic

✦ so many random ass tattoos including a paw + date memorial tattoo for sparky :((

✦ gets really anxious when not drunk

✦ listens to tally hall, will wood and mother mother

KYLE

✦ keeps his hair at a tameable length bc he tried growing it out a little in highschool and it just went up and outward. never again

✦ got fed up one day in senior year and completely buzzed it. it was that week stan realized he was bi 💀

✦ not reeaaallly jewish anymore respects tradition but rlly could care less

✦ SO. MANY. FRECKLES.

✦ pale asf burns if he sees sunlight

✦ flushes TOMATO red when he gets even a little flustered or nervous and its so funny

✦ occasionally will accidently speak like his mom (whatwhatWHAAAT) and proceed to death glare anyone who looks like theyre going to comment on it

✦ hides his face in his hands when he gets embarrassed to replace his hat which he used to use the side flaps to bury his face in (it makes him feel hidden)

✦ weekly facetime calls with ike to see how he is because he misses him so much

✦ undeclared for like half the college experience

✦ uncomfy at parties, ends up usually tailing stan and kenny to them but only if stan comes

✦ childhood crush on stan he still hasnt gotten over 😔

✦ really likes working w/ kids but you would NEVER guess by looking at him

✦ massive fucking growth spurt hes an absolute 6’5 twig

✦ ADHD as fuck gets overwhelmed by schoolwork a lot, stan helps but hes really bad at directions when hes drunk so it doesnt really go anywhere

✦ anger issues, still HATES cartman, only tolerates him around bc hes funny sometimes to laugh at also hes rich and all of them could benefit from that lmao

✦ gets into fights still, got into a lot in highschool and less so in college but still seen as a hothead

✦ not buff but can absolutely hold his own

✦ still likes painting :) does it in his own time bc he feels like a sissy (his own words) stan loves them and has like 3 of his paintings either at home or in his dorm

CARTMAN

✦ college dropout LMFAOOOO

✦ his family is just. rich

✦ his mom remarried this fucking crazy rich dude so he still lives w/ his mom

✦ forced to go to community college

✦ actually has lost weight! not too much but he got fed up with it and is at a healthier size, his mom keeps trying to push mlm diets on him though 💀

✦ twitch streamer, keeps getting banned for slurs, not necessarily a lolcow, closest example i csn think of would be like uhhh jake paul mixed with schlatt? he has a pretty genuine following but. SO many haters

✦ kenny occasionally joins him in streams over the summer when he doesnt have schoolwork (chat LOVES him)

✦ has every console

✦ has also probably broken every console

✦ a LITTLE more compassionate, gives the rest of the gang fat checks for their bdays (probably to make himself feel like he has a moral compass after how much hes bullied kenny for being poor)

✦ still listens to kanye west 💀 and to drake or any other popular rapper

CRAIG

✦ obsessed w space + NASA

✦ majoring in that field, always busy with like. hardddd work (finds it interesting though he speeds thru it. autism is one helluva drug)

✦ plays so much minecraft. probably has built an accurate scale solar system on there

✦ autistic as fuck

✦ voice is less nasally but he has a flat affect

✦ ceiling stars in his college dorm. he put them up the first day

✦ one of the only kids to still wear his hat, or at least a new hat thats so similar to his old one

✦ beanies will suffice if chullo is dirty

✦ unlike stan, he actually has soft and not gross hat hair

✦ space tattoos + a woodstock tattoo (they remind him of tweek so much he had to (tweeks matching))

✦ still dating tweek, right out of college they move in together

✦ smuggled a cat into his dorm junior year

✦ def listens to tv girl

✦ that one hot quiet dude in every class and when girls find out hes dating tweek (its so obvious he has them as his lockscreen and his picture in his wallet) they are absolutely gobsmacked

✦ completely unphased by this, kenny had to tell him that girls were into him for him to notice

✦ follows space discovery news like a boomer with politics, if a new planet is discovered he will not shut UP abt it

✦ knows a suspicious amount about astrology despite saying he doesnt care abt it

TWEEK

✦ to match w craig tweek has a TINY snoopy tattoo he almost cried while getting bc he was so nervous

✦ severe OCD, CPTSD, and anxiety from his entire living situation

✦ found out abt the meth situation in middle school, massively traumatizing

✦ lived w/ craig for a while while court proceedings happened

✦ had to go to rehab after the arrest bc he went thru withdrawal

✦ substance free for the last 5 years!

✦ took him a long time to seperate coffee and meth as sononymous, drinks decaf and sweet coffees now bc he does like the taste

✦ incredibly easily scared and really jumpy, calms down completely only around craig and is at ease with all of his friends, with strangers he gets overwhelmed so quick

✦ hes pretty bad paranoia over poisoning in his food and drink, craig usually will take the first bite or sip to help him feel better

✦ got into cooking so he can make his own meals from scratch, loves meal prep! (hes rlly rlly good. so tastey)