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[shroomerr]

portrait study but its kenny

[salt-n-salt]

(sniper dot appears on my forehead) hi guys

[perigilpin]

and if I said I started rendering that one Jen x Agatha piece in honest?

[aetalk]

[slumbergoblin]

Hi Mei :)

[kitpine]

He's here to remind you of what you've done, Scott. Or would you like to indulge- forget it all again?

After a moment's consideration: here he is without the background

[dksartz]

Little Blue Dreams

Acrylic on panel 6x6"

Reference from thekangaroosanctuary on insta from their video on Pippa the Joey's first steps. Sketched the kangaroo while watching the video, then sketched out the baby dragon based on that.

Young Blue pernese dragon in an abstract purple-red space.

[ducktracy]

crazy idea: watching every single Looney Tunes short in chronological order... but skipping all the Merrie Melodies (or vice versa). Especially if one were to continue doing this post-Looney Tunes switching to color and the distinctions between the two series cease.

IT'S FUNNY YOU BRING THIS UP because there was a point in time where i seriously considered tagging/separating my posts by series and was like. no. that would be IMPOSSIBLE TO SEARCH. the LT/MM distinction is so fascinating to me, but especially after the LTs switch to color and thusly reduce ANY difference between the two. i have no idea how they determined which fell into the LT category and which in the MM... i don't think "Bugs should only ever be in the more prestigious Merrie Melodies" was as much of a concern after the switch to color?? i have no idea. something for me to pay attention to as i continue to carve each cartoon inside and out!

all of my top 5 LT cartoons fall into the actual Looney Tunes series... in spite of Daffy Doodles getting a Blue Ribbon reissue and making the universe think it was a Merrie Melody by proxy. that is ANOTHER fascinating phenomenon. so i guess if i were to choose, it'd probably be that.. especially since the LTs used to be reserved for starring characters only, so that takes out the problem of drowning in samey song and dance shorts through the mid '30s. but.. at the same time.. you can't use those song and dance cartoons as an escape from the violent mediocrity that are the Buddy cartoons HAHA

[itsays]

also if you ever think im too critical of kpop groups just know that is how i am about every interest ever

[grimmjowjaegerjaquez]

thinking about changing uriel's resurreccion from the. pavo real/fenix idea i had and just makin him paloma instead.

[asjjohnson]

I bought a small travel mug yesterday with a $5 store credit. It's black with the letter S on it.

I'm not sure what the S means.

My first choice was actually a green mug with the letter B on it, but I like the letter S more than the letter B.

I figured if I got the green one I'd forever feel weird about the random letter B on it, but I can live with the letter S.

[wyzeowl-jubylee]

Isolde, Cleric of Norgorber. She jumped in (literally from the second floor balcony) to help our party fend off attackers when we got caught up in a murder scene at the bar. Never mind that she was the true culprit behind the murder in the first place.

She continues to pull strings behind the scenes and terrorize our party to this day. She could be anywhere at any time. Watching. Listening. Collecting all of your secrets.

Haas (inspecting the mug the now very dead loan shark drank from): Poison.

Isolde (nonchalantly): Poor shmuck. No clue how it could have happened.

Haas (narrowed eyes): You sure you don’t know anything about this?

Isolde (smirk): Now why would you say that?

To be honest, she gave me just as much trouble when I was sketching her as she does in game. My search list from this endeavor is lengthy.

“Court of black paper”

“Bloodborne choir”

“King bumi”

“Greyson arcane”

“Dark dnd character”

“Female bodybuilder”

“Female body builder side profile”

“Quaker outfit”

“Person holding smoking pipe”

“Medieval smoking pipe”

“Matted hair”

“Old woman”

IDs:

Sketches of an old woman with a scar from her chin to her right cheekbone, clefting her lip. She is drawn in layered robes similar to the bloodborne choir and wears boots and elbow length gloves. Other sketches from neck up and chest up vary her facial structure and messy style of her hair.

Drawn poses of a muscled female figure from the front and side. In some she holds a smoking pipe, only one gives her a face. One note above a sketch reads “posture???”

A finished sketch of the old woman smiling menacingly, now cloaked and holding a smoking pipe, Pathfinder Society badge on her belt. Matted hair frames her face, the scar clefting her lip is prominent. Lighter sketches of her with her hood drawn up and sitting with one leg crossed over the other are on the side.

[ifjgh]

Bonus Poses

While I was designing the Main 8, I gave each of them a little side bust/pose/thing on the ref sheet. Decided to just throw em all on one post since they aren't high effort are super important, some of them are just silly.

[snekdood]

so august 2018 is when my peak being-crazy-made art craziness happened, huh

[joicecubes]

the implications of ford pulling this photo out of his trenchcoat in the last episode you guys… THE IMPLICATIONS.

look at the state of this thing!! look at its rips! the stain in the bottom right corner! it’s dog-eared, the color is faded, the paper has browned… he’s kept this photo of them since they were kids. through all the years he stubbornly swore to hold a grudge, all the years he and stan never spoke, he kept this photo.

and we can assume he probably didn’t have it dimension-hopping, since i find it hard to believe he would’ve had it on him when he initially got sucked in, but ford pulling it out of his trenchcoat here!! implies!! that he had been CARRYING IT AROUND WITH HIM for some time after he got back!

imagine if he found it in some of his old stuff the night he returned, after punching and yelling at stan, after being sure to keep as much emotional distance between them as possible, and he finds this photo. would he have stared down at it? for a little while? smoothed the creases out on his desk? thumbed the torn, loved edges while he mourned a simpler time? then pocketed the thing to always have it with him?

i dunno. maybe i’m looking too far into it. but i can’t help but wonder if ford kept it because, against all his big dreams and ambitions, deep down he always wondered what his life might have been like if he sailed away with his brother when they were teenagers. never able to throw it away because doing so would symbolically destroy the last remnants of a childhood fantasy, the last piece of him that remains young and hopeful of a future at his brother’s side.

[cvnt4him]

Think’n ab cock warming izuku

A lazy Saturday morning, he has to get up later to finish some papers but that's a problem for later izuku. You wake up earlier than him for the first time ever, you admire his beautiful features whilst hes in slumber land.

His forest green hair being portrayed in the most beautiful lighting, said lighting brightening up his face despite being asleep, he's such a bright person he doesnt even need the suns array of beautiful sunshine for that. His slightly chewed lips dry yet so plump and kissable, the freckles that popped out more due to the sun's colors beaming on his beautifully tanned skin. He was gorgeous.

You leaned down to plant a gentle kiss onto his sleeping face, cupping his cheeks as you do so. The touch on his face makes him jolt and try and scoot away, his eyes squeezing shut and annoyance being painted on his features, he groans and tries to pull away but only to stay in the same place due to you holding his face.

Izuku was annoyed and opened his slightly crusted eyes to see your face, his eyes immediately softened. Finally being able to see his gorgeous emerald green eyes, you smile in content. He hums and closes his eyes again before you pepper kisses all around his face.

“ good morning~“

You sing in his ear, making him hum once more. He didn't want to be awake, izuku wanted to lounge around all day and be lazy with his other half before he had to go and teach a bunch of noisy kids, who he did love dearly.

“ you're always awake before me! I'm surprised I managed to get up before you!“

Izuku peers his eyes open slightly to look up at you with furrowed brows in annoyance, he groans and rolls his eyes before closing them again, all you can do is giggle at your adorable husband. You scoot in closer to him and squeeze his cheeks making him huff.

Izuku then sits up and yanks you into him making you bury your face in his chest. Your eyes widened in surprise but you weren't exactly complaining. He holds you close with a tight grip ensuring you can't move even if you tried.

“ go t’sleep baby. ’know you're tired, j’s get some rest hon.“

Izuku lazily gets out, his speech slightly slurred and his voice raspy and groggy do to the morning. He was a morning person, by all means but sometimes all he wanted was to be lazy with his significant other, and you seem to be ruining it by touching him whilst he's trying to sleep.

“ ’zuku m’not tired.“

“ shut up.“

Trying with all of your might you manage to squeeze out of his arms and roll onto of him making him turn over on his back, he groans and looks up to you with angry eyes ones you never really seem to see.

“ can I cockwarm you?“

His once angry eyes were now wide and confused. You wake up and the only thing on your mind is dick? Really? He groans again with a blush to his freckled and still baby-like cheeks, a scar on his right cheek. He was hesitant, he really was fathoming it, debating, thinking about it, whatever you want to say he truly was.

Izuku was having a hard time deciding, he did want you to do that to him only because he was particularly pent up, you two hadn't had sex in about 3 weeks? Thats far too long for someone like izuku, he would never force you to do something of the sort, normally you initiate sex and he happily obliges, but you both have been very busy recently and haven't had time to do much more than hold each other when nightfall returns at the end of everyday.

Izuku finally had an answer, he gulps and looks back up at your happy and waiting eyes. You would've been okay with either answer, really. You just wanted him to be inside of you. With a blush still on his cheeks, he nods to you before looking away.

“ I want a verbal answer my love.“

He sighs at your words, eyes shutting as he clears his throat trying to get rid of the grogginess of the morning time.

“ yes, you can c... cock.. warm me...“

Izuku manages to get the confirmation out as you giggle and lay down beside him, confused he follows you insuit, you scoot back into him and pull down his sleeping shorts just enough to get his flaccid cock out. You stroke him a little trying to get him to harden up, gentle tugs at his fat and heavy cock in your hand, the weight of it is always nice but the stretch is always better. The thought alone brung a smile to your face.

Izuku watched your movements closely, admiring the way you were so sweet and gentle with his member, so careful with such soft movements it made him twitch in your hand. With that, you knew he was ready. He gulped as you turned around and pulled your underwear to the side scooting back onto him and pushing his cock inside of you.

You both wince and groan and make some kind of noise as he tries to push his way inside, you were tight and he felt just how much so, going straight to his head as he gulped down hardly. His brain was getting fuzzy from the intense squeeze to his cock, you really should've prepped yourself first. with a couple of minutes waiting you finally manage to get him inside, he bottoms out almost immediately he's always so needy and impatient when it comes to things like this he ended up thrusting into you making you fall forward and moan.

“ zu what are you.. doing?“

You ask slightly out of breath, he was choking on his breath trying his hardest not to absolutely ram his cock in and out of you like he knows he needs. God izuku was so horny he just wanted to fuck you so badly.

“ s- sorry.. hon I- ngh~...“

He sentence was ended by a muffled groan, you really were squeezing his cock so tight. You take breather and scoot back into him, his cock still being buried deep inside. It makes him moan softly into your ear as you get closer, a beautiful noose that you always welcome and are always pleased to hear. He hums in a whiney tone on accident, getting extremely red when you laugh at the desperate sound escaping your poor husband.

You sigh happily as you can feel his heavy cock stuffing you full, twitching occasionally when you pulse around him. Izuku held you close wrapping his hands around your stomach, he buried his face in your neck trying to lull himself back to sleep, you intoxicating smell so sweet and driving him absolutely feral. He tried so hard to go back to sleep but he was having a hard time, his cock was so deep inside of you and only getting deeper as time passed yet he wasn't fucking you. Not like he wanted to.

Izuku sighed desperately and defeatedly as he looked down at you only to see you asleep with a smile on your face. For fucks sake. There was no way he was getting back to sleep, and absolutely no way hes not blowing his load deep inside of you.. if he even gets to cum.