#i hope y'all like em

[hime-bee]

Not in the greatest mental headspace today, so I did some Leu sketches to keep myself occupied 💙

[spacebubblehomebase]

"✨️The Stargazers.✨️"

Yeah. These two would usually not get along, but needs must and they have a job to do. Jobs they don't want their respective sides butting in on. Now I would have posted this earlier, but I got dreadfully sick. So I hope this was still worth the wait! A deeper look into Vaggie & Alastor's situation and their other forms to boot! Can you tell I got carried away? XD Introductions are finally done! Next part? Comics! See ya'll then! ^v^

-Bubbly💙

[theartofmadeline]

birth of venus.... but make venus a knight (amirite??)

(part of my knightly pin-up calendar coming soon... peep the interest check here!)

[denim-wizard]

ALL HAIL THE SNAIL !!! The One, The Only, the ass kicking, wire tapping, telepathic snail pirate-- they're here to eat raw lettuce and bench press ships: EVERYBODY GIVE IT UP FOR CALYPSO!!! ((Booming Crowd Cheer SFX))

Ok to be very for real, this originally started as a complete joke concept... but I've grown to love this character immensely. The first fan character I make in half a decade and it's a One Piece OC. Luckily im not the only one-- I hope to be posting more about the little fan crew me and some good friends have made, with each of us having our own weirdos to flesh out the ranks. For now, a little bit about Cal ! Former member of the Sun Pirates, now set off on their own adventure with a rookie crew, Calypso is a sea snail fishman who serves as a first mate, informant slash tactician, and emergency navigator. Their snail heritage gives them the unique ability to tap into the telepathic frequencies of den den mushi, and their penchant for digging up secrets without explanation has given them quite the reputation as some sort of oracle.... and they're more than fine with not correcting people on it.

For (eventually?) more about Calypso, their toyhou.se page can be found here!

[abd-illustrates]

Getting un-stuck with Spark! 😸 | APP REVIEW

Today I’m trying out a new app to kickstart my creative energy, with the help of a couple of creative critters! 🦝😸 But how does it fare for tackling art block...?

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[plugnuts]

CYBER AU PART TWO: INDUCTION

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[byanyan]

good morning (it's literally 2pm) i am here i am feeling some amount of functional so i will be writing... but my focus will be on getting christmas gift asks from byan ready to be sent out uvu

[dafry-shenanigans]

Aight never mind u guys can have some drawings I've finished so far-

Winter king says 'Hello there!' :)

I love them so much-

[emile-hides]

Like a quadtrillion years ago I talked about a concept I had for a Full Squidbeak Platoon AU where we have about two agents per game, and my OCs I'd made to fill in those gaps. But back then I couldn't draw as well as I can now so I just made them in Splatoon's character creator and left it as that.

But now I CAN draw and now that Splatoon 3 has ended live updates and we've been told Splatoon 4 will be stepping away from these characters, I might as well finally draw and post them, right?

[candythechocolatelabrador]

So while i’m writing my Fake Peppino fic, I wanna expand the idea of fake clones more, along with shapeshifters and shapeshifter-sub species, and along with that I ended up making two fake clone oc’s myself KHFKASHFAS. So to describe em quickly. PECAN/FAKE NOISETTE:

Works with Noisette in her cafe.

Shadow Mimic, cannot change her appearance very much so opts to wear a suit instead. Made it herself.

The arm attached to her back moves the limbs via strings, a lot like a puppet, the shadow arm on her side moves freely.

Despite copying Noisette is actually very smart, is a lot for calm than Noisette as well.

She’s not better at her when it comes to cooking however.

Voice sounds identical to Noisette, words seem to echo no matter where she is.

PAINTMAN/FAKE PEPPERMAN:

Unlike Pepperman, lacks a lot of self esteem and is quite timid despite his appearance.

Mouth is both permanently stuck in a smile and is non-functional over all, due to this and the lack of a voice box they’re mute, and communicate through sign language or a note book.

Love art just like Pepperman, and heavily idolizes him.

Easily startled and likely copied Pepperman to try and gain some of his self confidence and bravery. Also both of em are really great friends with both each other and Fake Pep, b u d d i e s.

[princekirijo]

How are we doing folks this fine Wednesday

[hyp-fixator]

Yo.. Me and @yamodii-official wrote a lil somethin with Skydrone and Varcity (all of Yam's part will be in the chat text!)

TW! gun mention, blood, swearing, implied abuse (of sorts, I think)

"see the problem with glock is that he's stupider than the other children" he was only seven when he heard that "he is a liability because he's slow!" he was 16 then "you're only likeable when your drunk" 23 now here he was. standing above someone who'd treated him with the same respect as a bug. like someone without a shred of smarts. like an idiot. and now. Blackrock, Lost Temple, everyone had something to fear. he grabbed skydrone by his horns and brought him up to his face. making sky's eyes meet his. "can't dance your way out of this one eh?" he threw him down. sky let out a yelp similar to an injured dog as he hit the cold hard floor. Glockno- Varcity kicked sky straight in the ribs and then got down low "you go back to that shit hole and tell them i'm still kicking, capich?"

Coughing up his deep indigo blood onto the frigid, miserable stone beneath him, Skydrone looked up into the obsidian eyes of malice. Tearing his lazy gaze from the figure above, he searched for an exit. Legs aching with cramps from running from this monster, his eyes locked on the fuzzy wall, light seeping through the hallway turning off, painting it a cold marble white. It was multiple meters away from his current crippled position, but it was a spark of hope in this dimly lit concrete box of a storage facility. Massaging his now swollen ribcage, Sky rose himself to his knees, leaning on his scarred arm as he glared daggers up at Varcity. "And what kind of authority do you think you hold over me in order to demand something so foolish?" His injured grin leaked a smeared stream of his blood as he continued, "You're acting like a child on a deranged playground, claiming to own others and demanding them to follow orders that could kill them. You know nothing about the circumstances over at Blackrock, and deserve no knowledge about it's current status. You left. cut out of the circle. You aren't going to get any information, especially out of me, moron." Skydrone grinned. It's been awhile since he got caught, let alone beat up. It wasn't a good experience, but an exhilarating one after so much monotonous and successful work. Varcity's face twitched with irritation. A tough grimace shot across his face before his arm shot forwards, grabbing the tie of Sky and stopping an inch close before he ended up bashing Skydrone's skull in with his own forehead. Barking out the order again, Varcity's voice stabbed with irritation, the shiteating grin growing on Sky's face as he placed a calm hand on Varcity's face, pushing away the bulldog-man. "Ouugh. Looks like I struck a nerve, beastman?" Blast-injured arm sneaking behind his neck as he touched his bovine legs down on the cold concrete, a click resonated in the room, Sky dropping to the ground and scampering towards the light.

The bowtie lays in Varcity's rough grip.

it took him two seconds to react "too slow, try again" subspace would've said but Varcity was out for blood "GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT" he roared "How DARE you call me a fucking DOG!?" he spat as he chased sky down those narrow, cold halls. gods, it had been a while since he ran, much less chased someone. he could remember those days. the small division in Blackrock that took children and shaped them into the perfect soldiers. they put trackers in them, made them train until they bled and formed the second best things after a biograft. "and time, Glock, you've failed" he blinked no, he wasn't there. he was chasing that fucking twink. and that's when he pulled out his glocks.

Hearing the loading click of those guns, forever engrained into his mind, Sky's eyes darted behind him. he knew damn well the slow fuck would resort to shooting him dead. A good spy never stops studying their opponent, afterall. Focusing his weak steps one after the other, he dashed towards the door, glancing behind himself and looking directly into the barrel of the gun pointed at his head. It didn't take much to summon a gear, but in such a difficult area, it's like opening an umbrella indoors. Turning around and jogging backwards Skydrone held his right arm infront of him. In a split second, the gun explodes. Cobalt Blue metal erupts from the barrel of the glock, knocking back Varcity as the drone wedges itself into the freezing ground. Jolting forwards from the eruption and the sudden stop, Varcity bashes his head against this massive platform, his own blood spraying from his now broken nose. Skydrone makes the last push to the fire exit door, slamming his body into the side and easing the door open, holding his left arm open to call back his drone. Shrinking back to pocket sized, the remnants of the glock drops to the ground as the drone whizzes back to it's owner through the small crack of the fire exit door, clicking shut instantly after.

"Fucking DAMMIT!" he screamed the orange copper tasteing ooze stained his shirt and seeped into his gloves Varcity slowly rose from the ground, letting his nose bleed as he picked up what remained of his glock. "no good soldier loses their gear" those cursed rules were ingraved in his mind, like the deep scar on his left arm, where fur would never grow again. he had clawed out the tracker with his bar claws, yet nothing hurt more than this. this bloody nose, this broken gear this- "failure" Varcity spun around to find himself in a memory "that drone fuck did this" he muttered as he entered an all to familier light blue room.

so many children, all in the same grey uniform. the only way to tell them apart was hair and horns. and thats how he found himself. alone. struggling to do even the simplest of test and puzzles. and of course, there was subspace "Glock, we dont accept failiure. just because you have your brute strength doesn't mean you don't need to use your brain" Glock just nodded his head and tried again the scene faded he was in his room. one wall was a flowing lava waterfall straight from the banlands everything else was just standered things, bed, nightstand, desk and chair, rug, shelves, and a trunk Varcity sat on the floor beside the bed where Glock sat "fuckin smartass skydrone" glock muttered as he placed a bag of ice on his thigh "maybe if you weren't so heavy and slow, you could've dodged that" Varcity wanted to say something, anything but before he could even breath,someone was pulling him out of the rubble.

[fragrantpines]

TINY FUSHOU TINY FUSHOU TINY FUSHOU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Source:

[reddoll123]

Summary: Who knew that Kyungsoo's new year's resolution of meeting a hot guy would lead to him meeting Cupid? Or the fic where Kyungsoo changes his own fate.

Length: 7.7k words

Rating: PG-13

Tags: Kaisoo, Gods!AU, Myths, Cupid!Jongin, Human!Kyungsoo, Red Strings of Fate, Fantasy, Fluff, Romance, Humor, Slight Angst, Death Mention (random character tho), Lots of Hand Holding lol

[reben-7]

[simplepotatofarmer]

i truly wanted to write today but i'm exhausted. i had to shovel a lot of snow from around the run and then i spent like. four solid hours just being sad about watson. <3 <3 but! i'm really excited for the prospect of hatching cluck and brittney m. crockpot eggs this spring! :D