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Magicians Don't Need Superheros Pt51
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When Anti started drifting off, Marvin knew it was time for them to get off the bathroom floor. Thankfully, he managed to get them to Anti’s bedroom without incident. Marvin resisted the urge to look around the room more than what was needed to get Anti in bed. He did notice the wires that were about the space. There was a lot of organized chaos. Messy but with a purpose. The lights were off, so he couldn’t really see what the posters on the wall were of, and he could only guess the colors of the walls. He took a quick trip to the kitchen to get some water for Anti. Marvin had no idea what Anti’s body did in regards to recovering from being beyond drunk, but having some water couldn’t be a bad thing. After doing one more check that Anti was fine and asleep, Marvin made his way to the living room to check on Jackie and Mad.
“Isn’t that cute?” Marvin chuckled when he found Jackie sitting on the couch with Mad’s head in his lap. Mad was bundled up under some blankets and clearly asleep as well.
“Huh? Uh-yeah, yeah.” Jackie cleared his throat.
“You okay?”
“Mad…um…told me a secret.”
“Let me guess. Does it have to do with Mare? Not really a secret when it’s so obvious.” Marvin started walking over and sat himself on the chair next to the couch, not seeing how Jackie looked down at Mad, hesitating before nodding.
“Yeah. It was stuff about Mare. Not really shocking, right?”
“Not at all.” Marvin clicked his tongue, thinking about whether he should fill Jackie in on what happened between himself and Anti. Maybe he’ll wait till the morning and see how he feels then. It was too soon to make that choice. Marvin didn’t get to dwell on that much longer before Mare and Phantom suddenly popped up in the living room.
“I told you he was fine,” Phantom said with the roll of his eyes. “Hey, Marvin.”
“Hey.” Marvin greeted back.
“Something’s off.”
“What? No. I’m fine. Just almost got puked on by Anti, is all.”
“That’ll do it.”
“Mad?” Mare went to the couch and gently pulled on the blankets to see Mad’s face. “Mad?” He tried again with a light nudge to the shoulder. Mad’s response was to mumble and roll over to hide his face in Jackie’s stomach.
“He’s out out.” Jackie weakly laughed, holding his hands up.
“I got him.” Mare fully removed the blankets and scooped Mad up.
“He rambled about Five Nights at Freddy’s and then passed out,” Jackie explained as Mare adjusted his hold. Mad mumbled some more and rested his head on Mare’s shoulder. “Oh! Before passing out, he got some water and coffee in him.”
“Thank you,” Mare said softly and then turned to Phantom. “Shut up.”
“I didn’t say anything.” Phantom protested.
“Your face did.”
“Now, how the fuck-” The rest of that comment was cut off as the three vanished with a tint of purple in the air.
“Those two are definitely siblings,” Marvin stated with a light chuckle and looked at Jackie again, noticing that he was kind of staring off. “Are you sure you’re good?”
“Yeah, yeah.” Jackie cleared his throat and stood up. “Just tired is all.”
“How about I make us some tea, and we can head to bed?” Marvin offered.
“That sounds nice.”
x~x~x
Anti didn’t show up to breakfast, but that wasn’t too surprising. He probably just slept in. It wasn’t until after lunch, and still no sign of Anti, that had Marvin worried. Did he remember what happened and was avoiding everyone?
But then, when Marvin was in the kitchen grabbing something for a snack, Anti appeared. Marvin just stared as Anti casually opened the cupboard and started pulling stuff out. Anti paused and turned his head to Marivn when he could feel the eyes on him.
“What?”
“Where have you been?”
“Had a job to do.”
“Do you remember last night?”
“I got shit-faced and passed out in my bed. Happens.” Anti shrugged and went back to getting himself food.
“That’s it? You don’t remember getting sick in my bathroom?” Marvin prompted, wanting to know if Anti actually forgot or was trying to save face by pretending.
“That would explain the taste in my mouth.” Anti clicked his tongue. “Did I say something weird? You’re looking at me like I grew a second head. I could probably figure out a way to do that.”
“Well, weird might be a fitting word.” Marvin rubbed his neck, not able to look at Anti.
“Did I talk about your dick or something?” Anti scoffed. “Although, now that you and Jackie are a thing, you have to answer that one question.” He held out two hands to ‘measure’ as a reminder. Anti paused and waited for a reaction but didn’t get one. “The fuck did I tell you?”
“Mr. Darkiplier,” Mavin said.
“What does he have to do with-” Anti froze when the wording finally got it to click. “No.”
“Yeah.”
“No. No fucking way. I did not!”
“You did.”
“You have to be shitting me!”
“No shit to be found.” Marvin weakly joked while Anti started pacing the room.
“This is how I die. I’m going to lay down and die. Give everything to Maddy because I am going to go die.”
“You’re being a little dramatic.”
“A little dramatic? You’ve probably told everyone by now, and-and I don’t-I can’t-how do I-”
“I haven’t told anyone. I haven’t even told Jackie.”
“You…” Anti stopped and fully faced Marvin again. “You haven’t?”
“It didn’t feel right.” Marvin shrugged. “But, to be honest, it’s going to end up being told to Jackie because I’ve been telling him everything. It also feels weird to keep stuff from him.”
“That’s fair.” Anti crossed his arm and sighed. “So…”
“So?”
“You’re going to give me hell?”
“Oh, of course. You gave me hell, so it’s only fair I do it in return.” Marvin had a bit of a smirk with his words. “I’ll make sure it’s only when we’re alone or with the few people that know. Because I can guarantee Mad knows.”
“He caught it right away,” Anti confessed. “It’s really hard to lie to him.”
“Right?” Marvin’s response got both of them to chuckle.
“There you two are,” Chase said as he came into the room. “Wilford wants to do an ‘Ego dinner’ at the Manor.”
“Wait, tonight?” Marvin asked.
“Bubblegum loves throwing a last-second party,” Anti said. “Same time?”
“Yep.” Chase opened the fridge and pulled out a can of soda.
“Six,” Anti answered before Marvin could ask. “Jackie knows the deal. He’ll fill you in.”
“You two are getting along weirdly well,” Chase commented.
“You tend to bond a little bit when you’re puking in someone’s toilet,” Anti said.
“Even more so when you’re holding back the other person’s hair,” Marvin added.
“More detail than I needed.” Chase cracked open the can.
“What you need are turtlenecks.” Marvin grinned.
“Didn’t think Henrik would be into biting that much.” Anti gestured to his own neck.
“Fucking-” Chase pulled up the collar of his shirt with a hand. “I liked it better when you two were fighting.” He said as he turned and left the room.
“Tell the German full moon to aim his teeth lower next time!” Marvin called after him, and Anti broke out into a loud laugh. “You think Dark’s into biting?” He teased as soon as they were alone. Anti coughed out of his laugh before elbowing Marvin in the side, getting him to hiss in pain. “Worth it.”
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Eggs n' Ben is a WILD series I do with Extra Fabulous Comics. Over 100+ episodes available exclusively on Tinyview. Start HERE 👉 tinyview.com/eggs-n-ben/2023/08/21/head-shot
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Since we keep getting "live action" CGI remakes of already perfectly adequate animated movies, and because people need to understand that animation is a medium and not a genre, I have prepared this primer about the importance of Visual Language for Conveying Information.
Can you tell what the personalities of these two mice are?

Can you tell now?

Which of these two tigers feels safer to be around?


Which of these three dogs is the funniest one?

If you can answer these questions, then you already have experience with the idea of visual language and stylistic choices being used to impart narrative meaning. If you can understand why these choices were made to impart meaning, then you can understand why animation is a medium for telling stories that has its own inherent value, and is not merely a "placeholder" for the eventual implementation of photorealistic presentation (aka "Live Action" CGI). Animation does not need to be "corrected" or "legitimized" by remaking it into the most representational simulation of observable reality.
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sometimes the way humans use words actually makes me tear up a little
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Saw a meme that's going on Twitter so I had to do my own version with my doodle of plushie Anti. 😂
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Hi could you please draw wilford mother loving warfstache (not with the wig) I love his hair in that specific version of him hehe

Alright now listen to canned heat by jamiroquai
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Renewed commission sheet! (I had to fix the prices a little, coz now Paypal is going to eat a big part of it…) - If interested, please DM me or contact me on Discord and we can talk about it! - If you want to see more samples of my chibies and/or normal pics, click on the tags “My art”, “chibi art”, “d-structive” and “commission” below.
#commission#commission sheet#commissions#my art#d-structive#I'm open! If you wanna a commish that would help! :)
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