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❛ i can't fucking believe you ( @estarion ) imagine me as your stay at home wife who cooks dinner for you and gives you five kids . and don't try to deny it , i was in your head . ❜
* one liner call. accepting
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i wanted to show them the stars.
#fanart#draws#gravity falls#bill cipher#the book of bill#thisisnotawebsitedotcom#gfalls#illustration#digital art#watercolor#me: oh man art fight is over i'm probably going to lose my art motivation now :/#the triangle bastard bursting into my room at mach speed:#also translation for the ciphers in the bg are as follows:#repeating ones that fade out are just ''why did you do it'' over and over to ref the video of him w scalene and euclid on the website#and the verse next to him reads ''oh little billy / what have you done / mama's little boy / you've flown too close / to the sun''#can you tell i feel insane about the new lore
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there's a bitter taste on her tongue . it's not the porridge because karlach’s cooking has always been incredible to akina , others can complain . but it just tastes — dirty , dead , bitter . like a mouth filled with soil and hungry flies , buried deep under the ground . cold and far away from her dearest elf lover . akina frowns a little and brushes her thumb on the carvings of the tiny music box . they can't usually pry into each other's minds , sometimes the host has to allow you . she's not sure if astarion allows her or if it's just the twisted imagination of someone less sane than both of them in the camp but . . she sees a rotten neck . bruised mouth , growling , mourning her restlessness in death . she stops playing with the music box and shakes her head – not wanting to see what that decaying creature was doing with astarion but she's starting to wonder if astarion's feelings ran deep enough to really try something like that . a dead woman is just a corpse — her body comes back and she was told even her feelings come back but her thoughts will be absent .
who would gather berries for astarion then ? let him feed from her neck , let some blood drip into her thin white dress ? can't astarion love her while her blood runs in her veins and her lips are red and plump ? death scares her , uncertainty scares her , but a restless corpse isn't what someone would wish upon themselves . ❛ i didn't know . . i just trusted your experience i guess . ❜ brows knit , eyes lower to the box on her lap . her bare foot sways left and right on its heel , on the soft tent ground . most of the time , they both refuse to reveal what they saw in each other's sick little minds ; akina thought it was better to stay silent about it when she saw him think of a small cottage in the heart of the woods – a bedroom with soft curtains , flying toward their bed gently while her naked body rolled slowly on top of his with wanton moans . they could have tea afterwards , they didn't have to worry about the consequences because parasites and aliens didn't exist . and akina didn't have an expiration date . but tonight , what she saw in his head worried her . after dying , you can't control what someone does to you , right ?
albeit being distracted by his ministrations , she's determined to ask . her mismatched eyes are focused on the box , mouth open as if waiting for his kiss , but she's simply deep in thought . astarion is a good man ; he complains , he snaps , sometimes he doesn't even care if someone lives but he's a good man . yet , akina can't be sure if his goodness would stop him from raising the dead , literally . she wouldn't exactly be a threat to the world but she'd be something . in favor of making sure , she ignores his question . lets the clock tick five times before mumbling ; ❛ i want peace after my death . . ❜ didn't she want to do the same to jito ? find a man with a soul , sell it to a wizard and have her own lover back . karma is seriously the nastiest whore out there— she tilts her head up to look at him . astarion is beautiful , everyone said it was because of his race and his vampiric genes or something but akina has seen other elves , other spawns . none of them looked like this , didn't even look at them twice ; so , astarion was beautiful . and akina already hears the waitresses in the inns talk about how a half blind girl like her didn't deserve to share a room with him . let alone a rotting face , weak bones , a voice that wasn't even her voice . she pulls herself away from him a little and frowns , sits half turned toward him between his long legs . her hand is small , bony , against his chest . ❛ okay ? ❜
the magistrate comes home with a secret more damning than his thinly veiled corruptions: he’s fallen for a girl he’ll never see again���the mocking murderess he pardoned without a second guess. he slips into bed beside his darling, ignorant wife, heart laden with guilt as he embraces her from the back—praying softness and warmth might abate woes and wrongs. he hasn’t even removed his coat. she’s wriggly, sleepy in his arms, but turns to press kisses where she ought to fly her tiny fist. she would, if she knew the other girl had a face just like hers—only the eyes were different, and her husband prefers the imbalance. where’s the justice in that? he’ll never tell, never break her heart; they make love and pulling out isn’t a thought. they’re prepared for the consequences. they have at least another fifty years together.
a necromancer holds the leash connected to a female zombie’s throat; he calls it her pretty pink ribbon; he’s trained her to fetch it herself before promenades amid moonlit gardens. she is wild and feral, attacks passerby at random, but still his favourite girl in the whole entire world. she never looks like she believes him when he tells her so, but that’s just her face now. pocked, swollen, uneven. always snarling. sometimes the solid white eye pops out of socket and he squishes it back in for her. still my favourite girl, he says again; his melodic mantra. the brains of all his victims go to her. she grunts whilst she devours, and he thinks he detects an i love you amid the drool and bile. he giggles at her and wipes the slime from her lips with his fingers; licks it off even though it’ll make him sick later; sweetly pecks her rotten little nose. i love you too, he promises. it’s a gentle lie. if he truly loved her, he never would have done this to her. they are vile, twisted, and broken—but they have forever.
astarion realises what akina wants and grabs that for her, wordlessly passing it over. the question she asks hardens his jaw. maybe he answers immediately, maybe he takes too long. “we never met ... merely exchanged letters since young. that stopped after i died, obviously.” he gathers more of what’s in the bowl, sways the load in front of her lips in hope of slowing down the questions, the curiosity about his past. she moulds herself to him and he adjusts, chin rubbing her crown. the hand on her belly smooths towards her hip, drawing her in closer, tighter. like he never plans to let go. “but the other ... thing you said. you imagined i cared not for consequence? do i seem that reckless? thought you knew it was dead seed ... rather concerning if you didn’t.” a teasing grumble; he only craves some reaction, a defence. though, if she wasn’t aware that he couldn’t put a child in her, why play it so risky? why invite him in, again and again, even whilst wishing him dead, wanting him to be someone else, then changing her mind. why, akina? why are you more fickle than he is. lips find the crack of pale scalp amid dark hair, eyes fluttering shut, and there, behind his lids, all these memories: parting her legs for the first time, kissing her neck, shutting her up when she said too many wrong things, craving her blood but never taking it, becoming enraged weeks later when she bit him instead, trapping her against a tree and swearing he did not have a single fuck to bestow to her, to anyone. a sudden ache—to flee, forget. but he can’t, he can’t. he won’t. he puts down the spoon; lets it go, but not her. never her, never again. she’ll have to kill him first. or die herself. both arms cross around, holding just beneath her breasts, squeezing almost hard enough to harm. not quite. he knows the limits of her bones by now, having jumped them so many times. and her ear conceals itself better than an elf’s would amid all that hair, but he nudges his way in, her seeing side, locates it with soft lips and cool breath. “why did you let me? why weren’t you scared?”
#estarion#bg verse.#she went into his lil head again 🤭#she's scared ... i mean kinda turned on too that he wants her like this but u know#¯\(◉‿◉)/¯
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Faulker and Carpenter teehee :D
I just finished the last ep and it was awesome I loved it so much ^^
#the silt verses#fanart#digitalart#carpenter#brother faulkner#the silt verses fanart#those aren't fireflies :)#lazy bg but I don't care#better than none i guess
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“Miles!”
“Guys! ..Wait, don’t jUMP ALL AT ONCE—“
#*adding ganke every chance i get*#my art#fanart#spider man: across the spider verse#across the spiderverse#atsv#miles morales#ganke lee#pavitr prabhakar#gwen stacy#hobie brown#took too much time on the bg….just to blur and darken it…..#rip miles’s bed
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sort of a spiritual redraw of my last spot and miles piece cuz I wasn't satisfied with how I left it,, I think this captures my concept a bit better
#spiderman across the verse#spiderverse#atsv#miles morales#the spot#jonathan ohnn#spiderman#my draws#no accidental genderqueer colors in the bg this time *cries*
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(audio starts 10s in) i've been casually collecting some cd singles mostly for the artwork and the novelty of it all tbh, but i got this and never knew there was a "guitars down" version of sugar :0 upon listening it seems the biggest differences with this vs the album version are:
the instrumentals/sustained controlled feedback that usually plays behind the prechoruses is also used between the chorus and the 2nd verse, over the normal chuggy riff
the backing vocal harmonies in the chorus seem to be significantly brought forward which sounds STUNNING, easily the highlight of this version
made it (+the music or the misery) available to download as a flac file here :)
#tbh thank you to decaydancemp3 for basically obliquely teaching me abt that 10s workaround#i knew there were apparently a million iterations of sugar but like. i only js rdiscovered sometimes these cd singles have COOL THINGS#fall out boy#patrick stump#joe trohman#andy hurley#pete wentz#time capsule#spin for you#theres also smthn different happening in the 2nd prechorus but tbh idk what. like an extra.. zwoopy.. slide..maybe#2nd half of 2nd verse from 'isnt it messed up' also seems to have some more bg sustained notes but might be hallucinating atp#i always sucked shit at aural music theory exams
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Another hwk assignment turned into brainrot art 🤡
#And yes I slapped a buncha effect layers and stock image to distract ppl from my terrible bg painting skill again ahhahahah#my art#spidersona#spiderman#spiderverse#spiderverse oc#spider man: across the spider verse#atsv#Phan Hao Nhien
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I don’t usually do background art and I would not consider myself a bg artist…
but I was doing a thing for Artfight and DANG if this isn’t the thing ever
Like mmmmmm mmmm mmm. Want to eat it like gourmet. I bet it tastes like fulfilled dreams and whipped cream.
#background art#bg art#across the spiderverse#into the spider verse#spiderverse fanart#no this is not a screenshot#this is pure talent babyyyy#art fight#artfight#art figth 2024#artfight 2024
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world colliders
#spider man: across the spider verse#spider punk#spider noir#hobie brown#noirpunk#theyre addictive as fuck to draw#even tho i keep getting hobie’s details wrong aaaagh#but sh. maybe he mixed it up today#i keep messing w hobie’s style to see what fits best#the answer is Overly Sketchy which this is not#but i like it anyway. hes so fuckign pretty#stupid proud of his side of the bg too#ive never done anything like it before. the technique is so haphazard too lol#but it came out awesome!! like slapdash stained glass#what if noirpunk is t4t.. what then… what if hobie’s nonbinary…. whaT THEN#me? projecting? i would never#i just noticed noir’s lip scar mirrors hobie’s lip piercing…….. oh my gods
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⭐️ smoothie, smoothie, smoothie, smoothie
@sakkurify
#I thought the song was mid at first but ive been getting into it#the verses are soo good#people who saw the leaks on twt and I was like omg not this shit again#but it goes so hard what#box and carat cake are my favorite bsides rn but I’ll give it some more time before Ik for sure#Illit debut went hard as well#kpop bg#nct#idol#kpop boys#nct dream#kpop moodboard#kpop#nct gifs#nct icons#nct u#park jisung moodboard#jisung moodboard#jisung gifs#jisung icons#nct jisung#park jisung#nct dream moodboard#nct dream packs#nct dream gifs#nct dream icons#smoothie nct dream#nct messy moodboard#moodboard kpop#kpop aesthetic
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what if ♥ you were fatally wounded and then ♥ in your desperation to never, ever be parted from me ♥ tricked me into murdering you the rest of the way ♥ so that you'd come back as a yurei ♥ and we could be twisted undead together, always ♥ and then i lure victims to your death site ♥ to sustain you ♥ so that you may use their spiritual energies to come back to solid form ♥ and then we engage in the filthiest sex ♥ in our nearby cottage ♥ for many days ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ just a thought ♥ anyway, sweet dreams ♥
a pause , considering the very clever idea that was represented to her . the only problem is that well , she's not wounded and it'll take her a while to convince him to kill her . with a knowing grin , she moves to sit on his lap , whispering in his ear , thighs spread over his . ‘ when will you do that , baby ? ‘ the whole luring someone into the trap seemed to be a fantasy of his . though talking about it would be cruel , akina kisses his temple . ‘ we should start by throwing me into a pit of goblins so they can wound me fatally and i will leave the rest to you . i will wear my white gown . ‘ the one she stole from a royal girl in the ball they sneaked in to last week . the one she rode him in the woods with , messily falling off one shoulder .
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Oops uni started and i forgor to post some things I did over the month :')
Have Obba in the version who raised Luke :D
#i kept it all in the typical colours for the region and culture but I feel like I need to add smth so her eyes-#-aren't the only bright warm-coloured thingy standing out#but I love the rest#like I love the dress man#also Luke wears a very similar coat and Anya wears her hair similarly (as in like hair to the back with pearls and then middle length hair#i also wrote a 40 page doc on the oc verse I started 12 years ago#and it contains culture history and info on the pantheon#and then also Luke's bg#i didnt even write it out like a story i just summarised#weird to put all that down on paper like i realised it's such a complex world#anyway#my queen obba#digital art#illustration#art#oc art#oc art dump
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wouldn't it be a better night if she woke up with his fingers somewhere else ? not hovering above a yet another weird book that'll do heaven knows what to her . she was rubbing her eye with the tips of her long fingers , stifling a yawn . part of her was hoping this is another dream of hers or he's somehow wormed his way inside them because he just can't sit still for a minute — always looking for trouble , creating it , trying new things . ❛ . . if anything bad happens to my hair , i will kill you . i will . i know you think i won't , but i will . ❜ not an empty threat , she carries the history of hurting him and her other companions bad enough to not let them think about betrayal again . with a curious frown , she crawls on all four to see what he was even looking at– ❛ are you going to turn me into a rat ? ❜
@wellfell is about to get vored ( see? )
he tugs that flaccid, inferior ‘lover’ away, shifts it to the head of her bedroll. fluffs it up a bit, too. “shh. just get down on your back, my sweet.” the last time he suggested this in a whisper—never mind. she’ll remember. she loved it. “i can do no such thing. but i can shrink you.” brows wagging, he’s been studying. up all night. the only thing he lacks is practical application. a test subject. a darling girl with more patience than she lets on. he’s ready to blow her mind. “may i~? it won’t hurt a bit. i promise...” astarion sits up on his heels, facing her. in his lap rests a tome on ‘experimental magic tricks’. its pages are open and his forefinger, covered in a fine silvery powder, is held to a certain passage. there’s a heaviness about him tonight—a longing. it’s in his eyes. it seeks to devour her whole.
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Good ol’ click for quality BUT LOOK AT THE TWINS, MILES AND MILES IN ACTION WOOOO
#miles morales#prowler miles#across the spider verse fanart#across the spiderverse#atsv art#my favorite little guys#I love them so unbelievably much#they are THE interdimentional twins#NOT SHIP ART#NOT A SHIP#BOOOOOOO NO SELFCEST HERE#my art lmao#they actually started out as dynamic pose practice and became. this. idk#I like the bg more than I like them actually 💀💀💀 I need a new line brush and coloring technique
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Friendly reminder that idk how to do cities background ;w; Well, have my fav boi Pav although idk if I got the details right OTL I need the movie so I can go frame by frame uwu
#spiderman#spiderman: across the spiderverse#atsv spoilers#spiderman india#pavitr prabhakar#atsv pavitr#spiderman across the verse#across the spiderverse#it's funny how I've been a spidey fan for years since I was like 4 but I was always scared of doing fanart for the suits details haha#anyway I tried#I wasn't even gonna add the background#but I loved how the render came out that I felt I really needed to add a background#so... tried to trace some bgs from trailers but failed terribly thanks
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