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I should really learn to not overrender simple doodles

HEA still has me in a grip, she makes me so sad :( give me a day with her I'll treat her right

Still trying to figure out how to draw LQ, took inspiration from @egotistic-artist for this one :) + this is heavily cropped, I might finish the actual drawing some day

Commission me! // Bsky

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Scarlet Hollow Mass Attack !!

huaahhhhh i'm rly proud of this tbh....

thanks yall for letting me draw your wonderful cousins <3

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Alarm Call by The Correspondents hurt me a lot.

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thinking about them. explodes

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ok thats absolutely adorable

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chilling in a hoodie and sweatpants and armoured breastplate, gauntlets and greaves

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I like her bug eyes. She’s weird. It endears me.

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Hero - relaxing new hobby! And/or Contrarian - feathers changing colors >:]

"Don't scratch it." Hero bapped Contrarian's hand away.

"But it's itchyyyyyy."

"I know, I know." He chuckled, plucking out another dead feather. "But scratching will only make it worse."

They whined again, throwing their head back. Hero snickered again, running his fingers through the feathers on the back of their shoulders. Light green feathers, almost white, peeked out in-between the burnt yellow-ish brown feathers. A sneak peek into what they'd look like once this molt was done.

"Looks like you'll have new fun colors." Hero propped his head on their shoulder, poking the new feathers that were growing on their face.

"Why did it have to be so painful, though," they complained.

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cold - overwhelmed, falling apart

The sun beat down on their feathers like a whip, his large wings feeling heavier at each step they took. The noises and chatter around them filling their ears and stuffing their head with cotton.

Why were they here again? Paranoid wanted to buy something, and she didn't like leaving alone. Cold regretted offering to come along at each passing minute.

They breathed in. They could handle this. It was just a street market, they came here before, they could handle being here again–

Someone shoved Cold's side, a hasty apology barely reaching his ears as the stranger ran past him. His fingers clenched. His face was contorting in many different ways, and breathing was difficult.

Paranoid must've finally noticed Cold's state, because the next second, he was being led away by the hand to a secluded alley. As soon as he was away from all that noise, Cold breathed out and slid down the wall, arms wrapping around their propped up legs.

"I'm sorry!" Paranoid was saying from a safe distance away from Cold. "I didn't notice you were getting–" She gestured vaguely to Cold's curled up figure. "I should've hurried up, instead of going to other stalls to keep comparing prices, I–"

"Shut up." She did, and Cold was thankful for the silence. "I'm fine. Just……… need a minute."

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already tired………

thanks for the prompts tho, gonna get back to them as soon as I have the energy!!

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For the game- Paranoid- Trying to relax

Hope you're able to get out of your writer's block!

"See? It's not that difficult."

She breathed in, trying her best to unclench her muscles as Cold lazily rubbed her shoulders. But Cold's hands on her back like this only made it more difficult to relax.

"Relax," it said, like it was the easiest thing in the world. "I'm not going to bite you."

Wouldn't they? The person that always stopped everything they're doing to act on some fanciful thought? Wouldn't they, if they thought it'd get an interesting reaction out of her?

She could feel the eye roll as he moved his hands behind her back, rubbing at two particular knots. "I'm not going to bite you, right now. Wouldn't be as funny."

She huffed, then sighed as Cold managed to smooth out that knot.

"There we go." There was a hint of smugness in their tone. "See? I told you I could do it."

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Thinking about Tower in the context of a human AU

I feel like she would definitely be someone who has never experienced failure in her life, which would lead to her believing that she’s undefeatable and flawless. And people around her just keep telling her that oh, you’re destined to achieve amazing things because of how gifted she is. Probably has a parent (or parents, plural) that is/are extremely controlling on her that leads to her seeking control in other ways.

She would grow up in an environment surrounded by yes-men and people who wouldn’t dare to challenge her because of her family background. So she was never challenged. Deathly afraid of failure and just puts up a pompous facade to mask her insecurity. Probably extremely ruthless. Ruthless and condescending. But it’s also because of this she would feel extremely lonely because no one is close enough to her for her to consider to be her friend. That or she doesn’t understand how actual friendship works.

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vothunted - drowsing, ravenous, crepuscular

The sunlight was rapidly fading away, and yet, it hadn't managed to catch even a single squirrel.

The pain in its stomach sent out more warnings, making it curl up in itself as it propped a hand on the ground.

Fingers clenched around dirt, claws digging and digging at nothing.

It was so tired. It just wanted to lay down but……

It couldn't. Not yet. Not when there was a gaping hole in its stomach.

Crawling towards the closest tree, it clawed off bits of the trunk. Under it, the smallest of critters crawled about. It wouldn't be fulfilling for long, but long enough. A hungry animal didn't have the privilege of choice.

It began eating.

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[As a part of your anti-writer's block thing]

Paranoid getting very ill

"Ahh-tchoo!" She groaned, burying herself further under the heavy blankets.

How did this happen? She was always so careful with her food intake, how long she stayed outside during bad weather, and yet, despite taking so many precautions–

She sniffed, mouth opening as she felt another sneeze coming up.

"This is humiliating."

"Maybe," was Hunted's reply as it fussed with her covers. "But it's the only way you'll get better."

Her whine got cut off by another loud sneeze.

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Hero

Saved by Contra.

Yeah, i said it-

His head hurt. His ribs hurt. Everything hurt.

There was something warm running from his temple and matting his feathers, and he was afraid of looking down at his feet.

With great effort, he managed to get up. His left foot was definitely busted– but he still put one feet after the other despite the pain shooting up like electricity through his body.

Contrarian hadn't moved from their spot. Their weapon—a curved blade and a metal ring tied together by a rope—held in a white-knuckle grip.

"Contra……" He coughed, voice scratching against his throat.

They seemed to break out of their trance, dropping their weapon with a clang, and running to him.

"Hey, hey–" Their voice shook like their bloodied hands as it cradled his face. "Don't go straining yourself now, not after I just saved you!" They laughed, a bit hysterically, taking one of his arms and slinging over their shoulder. "C'mon, let's take you out of here."

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let's play a game. Send me a character + three words in my inbox (example: Hero– red, shellshock, smile), and I'll write a short fic on it. It'll be nothing fancy, about 300 words max, just something to get me out of this writer's block

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oh hey i never posted this one