#flama-draws

[flamaflavio]

can I request the german bros? they are my favorite brothers💕

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Hii thank you for your request! I think I'm slowly getting used to draw Germany 🤌

[shadown-tori]

This are from my 3 tiktoks and idk

That girl who is next to Cinnamon is Flambo

[yoshblue117]

¿ 🎩👁️⚠️ᴅɪʙᴜᴊᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴅᴇ ᴄʜɪʟʟ⚠️👁️🎩 ? # １

Hola, Okey Lo Dire Rapido, Estuve Ocupado Con la universidad como para subir algun dibujo aqui, y la verdad perdon pero me gana tambien lo que seria la flojera, a todos nos pasa, la flojera y las ganas de dormir siempre nos derrotan de un Insta Kill

Pero Bueno, Espero se entienda, hoy les muestro un Dibujo que la verdad por algúna razon, se me paso por la cabeza, no se porque, pero aquí les traigo un dibujo del triangulo lunatico

Amado por muchos, Odiado por otros, Aterrador para todos, y que necesita terapia mental

🎩👁️B I L L C I P H E R 👁️🎩

bueno, espero les guste mucho, dibujar la flama y sobre el cuerpo y la mano es algo difícil, porque creanme tuve que hacer muchas capas para que quede asi, hacer todo por separado a veces me estresa cuando dibujo, ademas hacer manos no es del todo facil para mi

venga, sabes que quieres estrechar su mano para ver que sucede, no lo puedes negar, el nos observa

bueno aqui me despido, intentare lo posible para publicar mas dibujos, y creanme, la flojera es un arma letal, es nuestro aliado y tambien nuestro peor enemigo, bueno, nos veremos pronto y recuerden

ʟᴀ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴅᴀᴅ ᴇs ᴜɴᴀ ɪʟᴜsɪᴏɴ, ᴇʟ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴏ ᴇs ᴜɴ ʜᴏʟᴏɢʀᴀᴍᴀ, ᴄᴏᴍᴘʀᴇɴ ᴏʀᴏ, ¡ᴀᴅɪᴏs!

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Hi, Okay, I'll say it quickly, I was too busy with college to upload any drawings here, and honestly, I'm sorry, but I'm also overcome with laziness, it happens to all of us, Laziness and the desire to sleep always defeat us with an Insta Kill

But well, I hope it is understood, today I show you a drawing that the truth is for some reason, crossed my mind, I don't know why, but here I bring you a drawing of the lunatic triangle.

Loved by many, Hated by others, Terrifying to all, and in need of mental therapy.

🎩👁️B I L L C I P H E R 👁️🎩

Well, I hope you like it a lot, drawing the flame and the body and the hand is a bit difficult, because believe me I had to make many layers to get it like that, Doing everything separately sometimes stresses me out when I draw, and making hands isn't all that easy for me.

Come on, you know you want to shake his hand to see what happens, you can't deny it, he's watching us

Well, here I say goodbye, I will try my best to publish more drawings, and believe me, laziness is a lethal weapon, it is our ally and also our worst enemy, well, we will see each other soon and remember

ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ ɪs ᴀɴ ɪʟʟᴜsɪᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ ɪs ᴀ ʜᴏʟᴏɢʀᴀᴍ, ʙᴜʏ ɢᴏʟᴅ, ¡ʙʏᴇ!

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[irismaebe]

Fanfic: Lo hice por ti / traición

Escribir Angst es mi pasión | Writing Angst is my passion

Cuando escribí esto lo hice pensando en que el morado es el opuesto en el círculo cromatico al amarillo

When I wrote this I did it thinking that purple is the opposite of yellow on the color wheel.

«─Te amo Mabel Pines, mi estrella fugaz… y se que en tus manos nuestra pequeña flama no se extinguirá─

«Yo también» contestó desde el fondo de su corazón en donde la llama de su amor ardía fervientemente pese a todo. Aunque todo el llanto sin derramar parecía querer apagarlo. Lentamente se acercó y beso su frente cómo él hacía cuando ella buscaba consuelo. Poco a poco el brillo dorado se extinguió en el techo y desapareció.»

Translator

─I love you Mabel Pines, my shooting star... and I know that in your hands our little flame will not be extinguished──.

"Me too" she replied from the bottom of her heart where the flame of her love burned fervently despite everything. Although all the unshed tears seemed to want to extinguish it. Slowly she came closer and kissed his forehead as he did when she sought comfort. Slowly the golden glow faded into the ceiling and disappeared...

Fanfic:

Este fanfic merecia un mejor dibujo que los dos anteriores (aparte tenía que practicar mis dibujos sin líneas)

This fanfic deserved a better drawing than the previous two (plus I had to practice my drawings without lines)

Referencia queria pintar no dibujar.

Los dos dibujos anteriores del fic.

The two previous drawings of the fic

[webbedwidds]

Also a variety of lava monster studies- I had SO much fun drawing Flama- I'm going to draw them all eventually, these are just sketches between commissions!

Also I know the Scurriers aren't kids, but I'd like to think that Beastmaster just carries them about from time to time.

[foxdudekidcore80s-yt]

I have great news, I'm gonna post some drawings of a web show called "Amiguis" which is created by my bestie:

I'm the voice actrice of the these characters:

Joke/Black Spy

Valery (Black Spy's Daugther in that show)

Nina Pines

Flama (Flame)

Lord Tiempo (Lord Time)

Vince (The White Haired guy with cat ears xdd)

[magicalmysteryperson]

A follow-up to this piece.

Here, I fused that piece with the actual design of Addiction from the Venomocity PSAs, which you can see below.

The art here is done by Luis Torres/Mr. Flama.

I'm so mad that this man does not have a tumblr, because if he did I would follow it in a heartbeat. His art is sooo good.

So I'm just gonna post a link to his work on the campaign here.

And to sweeten the deal, here's his website! Go support the guy!

Well great, now I have to draw that version of Addiction at some point.

ngl... he looks adorable in a very cute-ugly kind of way

[ochoislas]

LA LLEGADA DEL FRÍO

I

Suda sutil almizcle el prisco tardo, la pérgola fermenta vivo efluvio que inebria más que campo al lubricán si desmayado viento aroma el trébol. Apenas deja paso al caminante la vereda entre fruta desollada y mulata que atora el herbazal. Media cosecha en tierra, media en aire, derraman goma en tierra los ciruelos, y las narinas se abren cuando cruzan por donde se hallan los nogales pingües. El viento orea olor de los perales. Más enjuto el olor campo a traviesa: el eneldo repina la agria umbela; la acedera, de abigarrada vista, rezuma su punzante tufarada; y amargo aceite sudan calabazas. Mas pronto lluvia fría y escarcha acuden sacando de la tierra un puro aroma; la parra rala dobla el cencio al alba, la orondez del ambiente se adelgaza.

II

Yace en tierra la osambre de las hojas, la escarcha con su pico ajó la rama, espinas viste la mosqueta, y el campo sufrió de la sequía los estragos. La estación devastada yace en torno, ya se pudrieron los ceriondos frutos. Magras las sombras, la vetusta rama con refregón del viento brinca al cielo, árboles prietos ya la luz no acopian, enraleció la barda y el vergel. La empapada corteza seca al sol, las últimas cosechas ya se hicieron. Todo a recaudo en silo y en aprisco. Hojas de roble tiran por soltarse, caduca el año y lobreguece el cielo, las yemas se retraen ante el frío.

III

Mengua en su cauce y muere el arroyuelo; se tiende el tallo que la abeja prende; viejas bardas sus hojas guardan; flamas, que otoñales florecen, ya murieron. Todo verdor estivo yace en ruinas: mondos los árboles, los cerros grises, reseco el moho que las ramas viste, yermos, agrios, los campos y las peñas relucen netas en la vista angosta. La tierra yace desolada, el sol ya no dora la escena a mediodía; arrumados al norte halan los vientos nubes foscas por el cargado cielo, la escarcha está arrecida, y pronto traen los vientos una acerba y fina nieve.

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THE COMING OF THE COLD

I

The late peach yields a subtle musk, The arbor is alive with fume More heady than a field at dusk When clover scents diminished wind. The walker’s foot has scarcely room Upon the orchard path, for skinned And battered fruit has choked the grass. The yield’s half down and half in air, The plum drops pitch upon the ground, And nostrils widen as they pass The place where butternuts are found. The wind shakes out the scent of pear. Upon the field the scent is dry: The dill bears up its acrid crown; The dock, so garish to the eye, Distills a pungence of its own; And pumpkins sweat a bitter oil. But soon cold rain and frost come in To press pure fragrance to the soil; The loose vine droops with hoar at dawn, The riches of the air blow thin.

II

The ribs of leaves lie in the dust, The beak of frost has picked the bough, The briar bears its thorn, and drought Has left its ravage on the field. The season’s wreckage lies about, Late autumn fruit is rotted now. All shade is lean, the antic branch Jerks skyward at the touch of wind, Dense trees no longer hold the light, The hedge and orchard grove are thinned. The dank bark dries beneath the sun, The last of harvesting is done. All things are brought to barn and fold. The oak leaves strain to be unbound, The sky turns dark, the year grows old, The buds draw in before the cold.

III

The small brook dies within its bed; The stem that holds the bee is prone; Old hedgerows keep the leaves; the phlox, That late autumnal bloom, is dead. All summer green is now undone: The hills are grey, the trees are bare, The mould upon the branch is dry, The fields are harsh and bare, the rocks Gleam sharply on the narrow sight. The land is desolate, the sun No longer gilds the scene at noon; Winds gather in the north and blow Bleak clouds across the heavy sky, And frost is marrow-cold, and soon Winds bring a fine and bitter snow.

Theodore Roethke

di-versión©ochoislas

[bufoland]

#FLAME #inktober #inktober2022 #inktoberart #inktoberchallenge @jakeparker @inktober #inktoberflame #flama #fuego #fosforo #dibujo #drawing #ink #tinta #bufolandcomics #bufoland #puertomontt #chile #melipulli https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj0_qLjJ7uu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[flamaflavio]

Past meets present ✨

I did NOT have fun when drawing the stars honestly

[cerneterydrive]

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[sasukitakahashi]

Phoebe Princesa Flama

[elssomnisdebravo]

Fem foc o fugim? (Hacemos fuego o nos vamos?) Es una frase popular del valenciano de carácter interrogativo que expresa indecisión o que invita a tomar a una decisión. Y vosotros: ¿feu foc o fugiu? Yo solo digo que es finde, mi decisión está clara: 🔥🔥🔥🔥😊 ¡Buen finde a todo el mundo! . . . #illustration #ilustracion #cocteles #fire #fuego #foc #draw #drawing #blackink #friday #viernes #happyweekend #tbt #mediterraneanroots #ipadpro #procreate #flama #sketch #alicante #valenciano #itsbravo #danibravo (en Alicante, Spain) https://www.instagram.com/p/BziU2agobAz/?igshid=vthzarsi86gy

[javoxjavox]

Calienta pero no quema

[mote-64]

Otro dibujo de HDA

[luismoor]

Hoy la palabra mágica del reto inktober es #flame que significa #flama #inktobermexico @INKTOBER #INKTOBER #INKTOBER2022 🎨 More of my stuff: 🧑🏻‍💻 luismoor.com 📷 Instagram: @luismoor . . . . . . . . . . . . #ink #october #challenge #drawing #scratch #ashurado #tinta #octubre #reto #dibujo #arte #arte #blancoynegro #bkackandwhite https://www.instagram.com/p/CjVSoncOpRl/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=