#grim fan

[grimstwistedwonderland]

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

[stupidneko]

CAN'T stand his ass

[eilafleuret]

His tummy is full and his brain is empty

[kimikitti]

You know sometimes Ramshackle is really just a building with a bunch of ghosts, phantoms, a weird cat and Obi.

(Obi is in his ponytail era. I kinda wanted to make his locs look more like pages with the shape. And I thought a pony tail would be kind of better at showing that. This was kind of a fun experiment to play around with the phantoms and Obi's new design rather than having them bounce around in my brain. I have a strong urge to lore dump so if you have questions I'm happy to answer.)

(important to note: Obi is not getting child support. He's dead broke.)

(also: do not pick up cats like how grim is being picked up not a good idea)

[ominouspuff]

No Man Left Behind / Something Worth Dying For

REQUESTS / BLOG EVENT

Request from @razzbberry - Palette #1 - Alpha-17, Cody - Death of the Cynic in Me

Notes and close-ups beneath the cut!

Notes: I think Seventeen would, both subconsciously and consciously, keep his cynicism as long as possible. It’s how he thinks the world works, but it’s also a survival tool. It’d be a very, very slow death.

It’s put to the test with Cody — not because Cody is special among his fellow clones, but because he’s one of the first that bothers to fight Seventeen on his own terms. The argument is always the same. Cody wants to talk about what he hopes to be, someday, after he is a soldier. Seventeen thinks he’s stupid to think that’s possible, or that he’d be capable. Cody knows it, and he, might not be. Seventeen thinks it’s even more stupid, in that case; what a waste of energy.

It develops. When they’re older, and in the thick of war, one day Cody risks his life for the chance to save a brother that was going to die anyway. Seventeen yells at him for fifteen minutes once he’s conscious about luck and stupidity and the trouble it’s causing Seventeen and the false hope it’s engendering in others. Cody says he can disagree all he likes, but he doesn’t give a fig, respectfully. Seventeen thinks Cody can go try to get blown up again, if he thinks so.

There’s no point fighting for a better tomorrow; they’re bought and paid for to fight for something else, FOR someone else. Seventeen is prepared for being fodder, as a result. He’s prepared for unfairness and the bleak life that they’re living. Instead he watches as Cody defeats odds time and time again, somehow managing to balance being an exceptional military leader with a secondary war to live for something more, running himself ragged and — inexplicably — gaining ground. Each of those little victories are a little death for Seventeen’s cynicism; a chipping away. A little seed of Cody’s brand of hope takes root, awkward and begrudging, fond and tentative.

Then Order 66 happens. Cody’s efforts for a better life are in vain, and Cody himself-

Cody may never know that Seventeen was right abut just how helpless they were. Now he only knows that Seventeen is a traitor, apparently, because Seventeen — for once in his life — was the lucky one and his chip malfunctioned.

And Seventeen could say ‘I told you so’. He could rest, vindicated and resigned, in the fact that every dream Cody built up and everything he thought was worth dying for is pointless, now — as he always suspected it would be.

But it isn’t fair, even by Seventeen’s standards.

“What are you doing,” Rex will rasp, caught in a strange role reversal as Seventeen paints an armor set with Cody’s golden colors. “He’s not coming back, Seventeen. He can’t. It’s pointless to keep going after him, you need to stop.”

“No,” Seventeen will answer, unbothered, “I don’t think I will.”

“We can’t — we can’t keep hoping,” Rex says, because he means he will probably have a breakdown if he imagines there is even a pitiful possibility he could save his brothers and then have to turn away from that scrappy chance for the greater good and Rebellion, and all that. “We’ve got to move on.”

“Go on.” Seventeen will invite sincerely, one brow raised because he knows Rex better than that.

“Do you want him to shoot you?” Rex will finally yell, all knotted up at the thought of losing Seventeen too, even though it’s funny because Seventeen was never kind to Rex.

“He can try,” Seventeen will say, touching up the last of the paint. He will stand, wiping his fingers, and pick up his pack. “See you when we get back, then.”

Alt version:

[cielphantomhive321]

My little Corpse.

Original artist: https://twitter.com/Questtneo?ref_src=twsrc%255Egoogle%257Ctwcamp%255Eserp%257Ctwgr%255Eauthor

[stupid-neko]

Such a mischievous little guy

[darkacua]

A failed interrogation

Like when you try to interrogate the young woman without magic who arrived from another world, along with all the staff to apply pressure, and you only end up discovering that she has no basic education, she barely knows how to write her name, she was sent to war by some deity and that she arrived with a sword in hand because she was in the middle of a public execution.

[seabunnieart]

new twst oc. ramshackle mc who turns out to be a carnivorous sea monster.

woopsie.

[chipzle]

me when fish

Bonus: Some doodles I will probably never finish

[justanothertwstau]

So glad we get a break from existential dream hell for some silly bunny boys. I couldn't find a shot of Deuce's shoes, so I just improvised, lol.

Might drop some more doodles of the other boys! Always a challenge to simplify these detailed outfits, Ortho's bunny legs look especially daunting.

[grimstwistedwonderland]

GRIM CAME TO GREET ME AFTER LIKE TEN YEARS 😭

[stupidneko]

still requires some changes on his hairstyle but at least i have a clear image on how he would look like lol

[eilafleuret]

Exam time, come on Grim

[prince-silver-lining]

Ah, yes, my soul baby's other father.

(Click for better quality)

[mra1f]

College Age blossom by @lune-redd