#SO MANY MISTAKES

[sulfadimethoxine]

Ahhh I know there are details and stuff missing but yea

Looks more like wooden puppets but it’s alright

Yep as good as it will get

[lifequixote]

Kinda messy Crowe art before going to sleep 🫶🏼

[k3r0deku]

rising from the dead to show that i drew my bf & i as cute guy and hot guy

[solchle]

pizzuh

[gornackeaterofworlds]

Another tribute to @turtlecleric !! Their piece here

Monocolor and without blood below

[just-another-siimp]

Warning: Unwanted advances, alcohol, gaz being cute?

Alcohol or 'liquid courage' as you had once called it, right before downing a shot of Tequila ignoring how Soap laughed as you briefly stumbled over to where Gaz sat with the Captain. They both looked at you, equally amused neither as buzzed as you were. That night he'd walked you home, jacket wrapped around bare shoulders and fingers intertwined as he attempted to stop you from straying too far off the cobbled path.

Both of you stood at the entrance to your apartment, talking softly about how the next few days of leave would be spent. It was hard not to admire his handsome features, how his lips looked oh so kissable under the starchy white lights of your apartment complex. Drunkenly you'd confessed your feelings for him, heart hammering hard in your chest as he smiled at you.

"If you weren't drunk right now I'd believe you." The statement sobered you up, suddenly aware of just how close his lips were to yours.

"It's the truth." You confessed, voice barely audible as he closed the distance lips brushing gently against your own as if he was waiting for you to pull away. When you didn't he surged forward, kissing you with a passion that left your knees week. He consumed you then and there, swallowing you whole in his embrace and you'd let him. A million times over you'd let him.

-

Months later you stood at the same bar, patiently waiting for Gaz to arrive. Far too sober to cope with the asshole who had been chatting you up all night. He smelt solely of lynx Africa as though he bathed in it before going out, it was overwhelming to say the least.

Leaning against the bar a bored expression was hidden by your rather amused grin, except you weren't smiling at him you were being entertained by the faces Soap was making at you. He and Ghost had been watching the interaction from afar, either of them could easily come and scare the bloke away but they didn't.

They knew you could handle yourself, except their intervention wasn't needed. Not yet anyway. Instead they found entertainment, placing bets on who would intervene first. You or Gaz who had just walked through the door.

"So babygirl.. how about you and I ditch this place? Maybe find a hotel.. have some fun." He slurred, attempting to wink at you.. well you thought it was an attempted wink. Gripping the bar you leaned back, smile dropping from your features as you shot him a dead panned look.

"I've already told you. I'm taken." There was an edge to your voice, annoyance quick to surface as he leaned closer to you.

"Stop playing hard to get baby, bow let me show you a good time." It had been a long day, patients had worn thin and threatened to snap. Especially as his hand brushed against your thigh causing you to recoil, your hand was moving on instinct grasping your mostly untouched glass of whiskey.

Your next action was unclear, would you pour it over him or smash the glass over his head. It was a real shame that no one would know.

The anger that clouded your vision had dissipated, the scent of cologne you'd bought Gaz as a present filling your senses. Arm reaching around you, gentle hand grasping your wrist keeping the glass from moving any further. Kyle's body pressed against yours, warmth intoxicating as he pressed his lips to your cheek bone in a tender show of affection.

"Sorry, Dove didn't mean to keep you waiting." There was a tone of possessive within the pet name, it made your cheeks warm. Across from you Chad.. no Brad? had gone deathly still, shrinking under Kyle's harsh gaze. "This guy bothering you?"

"I was just lea-"

"I'm not talking to you." Gaz looked down at you, waiting for you to answer. Before you could open your mouth the spot next to you was empty, previous bother now gone. Kyle's hand released your wrist, trailing along your back and shoulders before grasping your opposite hand. A tender action.

"Thanks for saving me." The glass now raised to your lips, warmth of the alcohol washing away the tension that had held you at gunpoint just moments before.

"Didn't mean to take so long, Price and I were talking about Las Almas." He explained, thumb rubbing circles into the back of your hand. "There are some new training issues we'll have to work on."

"We?" You asked softly, squeezing his hand in return.

"Yeah, but that's tomorrows issue. I just want to get drinks with my beautiful dove and beat the captain in darts." You laugh, patting his hand as you stand. "What are you laughing at? I'm going to win this time I swear."

"That's what you said the last three times."

-

The two of you slipped through the crowds, towards the group of men you called family.

All was well.

[badchoicemakingkennie]

Regretavtor fanart!!

Notee: i was at school and i didn't have a Chromebook and was scared to ask for one so i got stuff wrong also my pen ran out of ink so you won't be seeing pretty pen art from me for a while

Anyways, Pest and PartyNoob/Poob (im new to this fandom so idk what to call them)

I love them and this drawing sm but the errors make me rlly upset...

My mom rlly liked this drawing lol

Also btw the blue Roblox character on the left is my new friend's Roblox oc, their name is Bluey :3

Anyways now that i recognize the errors, the next time i do stuff like this it'll be better!!

(i drew PartyNoob's hat wrong udhdgjd)

[lordminx]

One of the books I bound for Binderary was "Prince of Venom" by @natalieironside. The Binderary version was a mess, way too much swell, printed on the wrong-grained paper, etc. So I figured I'd try again...

The result: An A6 book, printed on thin, 45gsm newsprint (Making it, like, half as thick as the first try.), sewn on tapes, rounded and backed, with fake headbands, a silk ribbon bookmark and a case covered in homemade paste paper.

As always when I tried something case-bound, I struggled with keeping things aligned cleanly and various mistakes™ were made, but all in all, I'm pretty happy with this book. It's definitely the most fancy book I've made so far. (Also one of the most annoying, judging by my very scientific "swears per time" metric.)

Thinking of making a pretty dustjacket for it at some point, but for now it's travelling with me so I can finally read it. XD

[queerspeculoos]

stupid fucking Perona drawing i made

[allergic-to-some-stuff]

Why do I always forget about the special kind of headache that comes with the first few rows of a knitting project

[grison-in-space]

anyway this is how my work life has been going

[kcuf-ad]

Have you felt shit when you begin to write something as you think that you are a complete fool?

Because this Chapter is something I just have to admit that I am a fucking moron.

[arttsuka]

That's why I hate drawing legs

[genericminecraftpotato]

I brought a barely started scarf (like it hadn’t even been a square yet when we left) to a memorial day party my parents dragged me to so I’d have something to do and I underestimated how bored I’d be as I’m now having to use it as a hat because I can’t carry it around anymore

[tirsynni]

I made the brilliant decision a couple months ago to agree to do three overlapping petsitting gigs over a period of two weeks. In my defense, that was before everything changed on the pet-front.

Two out of three are done as of this morning. The last will be wrapped up on Wednesday. I plan on never agreeing to something like this again. I am also planning on spending next weekend in a small coma. Ugh.

[sadrockandwaltzes]

ASP comic (CW check tags)

In case anyone is interested, these are the bloopers: so named because the paper sucked