#kin fights

[charcoaldustonmyfingers]

Me, a fool: It would be cool if TOTK brought back old Zelda enemies!

Me, later: I take it back I take it back I take it back

Something about the hand shaped enemies in Zelda games give me the absolute heebie-jeebies. I hate them so much. They freak me out man, it’s legit bad for my heart!

So here’s an artistic interpretation of the first time I came across those damnable gloom floormasters in game. It was like every creepy hand enemy merged into one nightmarish abomination come to haunt me. Link almost met the goddesses that day…

See if you can spot all the references!

[bleekay]

doodles from today cause i had a thought: water tribe dragon-blood boy who despite every attempt could not hide his true nature, and fire nation dragon-blood boy who despite every attempt could never take full dragon form

sokka maims himself in an attempt to look more human, breaking off his own horns, cutting his ears, picking at his scales, but everyone sees what he really is. the dragons were responsible for so much death and destruction and he hates being their kind, and so he runs. meanwhile, being able to embrace the dragon in him is all zuko ever wanted, his royal bloodline expecting it of him, but he fails and he fails and is humiliated, tortured, and cast out for his weakness.

on the shores they meet.

or something! :)

[sinestrosmind]

was looking through more backgrounds and!!! Donnie Kinnie Brain said "You did mixology" AND SO

I had a ton of fun working on this, it's a blast to work with these backgrounds

[0039pf-third-blog-hooray]

i asked my telegram followers what characters remind them of me, and this is the list i got. this is almost the first time i not only started but also finished something like this 😭✋

Jill Valentine (RE3 remake), Tyler Durden (Fight club), Bilbo Baggins (The Hobbit), John Watson (The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson, soviet), Pidge Gunderson (Voltron), Puss in Boots.

they feel it so much hahaha... i understand everyone who suggested these characters. i can't vouch for pidge, though, i watched voltron when I was so young that I don't remember anything at all. but since they for her, it might makes sense...

puss!!! it was such a pleasant surprise. words can't describe how much i liked puss in boots 2 from start to finish. and how much i felt the sceneeee with a paniccc atackkkkk of the cat, which i’ve talked about a thousand and one times there, but i’ll say it for the second time here, RELATABLE !!!! and i like the way i drew the cat the most shjshskdkdl

instead of watson, a genshin woman was originally planned, sorry, xianyun, watson was offered in pm later and it was impossible not to give in to him... i love soviet john so much, he is my bbg. (his notebook is called "husband's insulters")

i hope you like the result. someday, i think, i’ll organize a similar event on tumblr 🙆‍♀️

[dirtytransmasc]

imagine if Aeron and Davos survived the burning of the mill and had to witness the merciless carnage of the Blackwoods against the Bracken's after Daemon orders Willem to turn the Bracken's to Daemon's side.

imagine them finding each other in the chaos. Davos cannot stand for it, because he loves Aeron, and these are Aeron's people, and they are but women and children, even if they're still Bracken's. they could be his aunt's or little cousins or even nieces or nephews. hurting his family feels wrong.

Aeron is angry, his people are being pillaged and tortured, women and children are going missing and being slaughtered in their homes, in their beds. his lovers kin is doing this, they're savaging his people for holding strong.

and then they find one another. Aeron is blazing with fury, even as the flames lick at and singe his still healing wounds. Davos, usually the one itching for a fight, for the spill of blood, looks pale at the scene around them.

Aeron throws a punch, not giving the Blackwood a chance to attack him and move onto the next victim, not able to see anything past the others red clothing and Blackwood sigil, but Davos catches it, hiking the other's hand gently.

"Babe killers, all of you, you- why are you doing this?" comes Aeron's agonized cry, unable to free his hand, choosing to swing with his non-dominant hand, aiming for Davos's chest. Davos lets him, before taking that one too. "you stoop so low to attack women in their beds, spill their and their children's blood on their very own sheets, steal our food, all because we had honor?"

he's teary eyed even as his face flushes with anger, his ears tinge bright red, his beautiful hair hanging in his face, in his eyes. his lips look like they're red from crying and biting. it's still torn, like the high of his cheek. he favors one leg over the other. he's still wounded from battle.

Davos can see that he is beautiful, even in a moment like this, and his kin are tarnishing that beauty.

"I'm sorry," is all he can say. he squeezes Aeron's hands in his own. "I'm sorry, I-" what does he say? what could he say? does he betray his house and apologize for their actions? would he even be believed? would that hurt Aeron's heart more?

he doesn't say anything else, not yet, just drops Aeron's hands so he can take his face, holding just tight enough that Aeron can't pull away. he doesn't kiss him, just looks in his eyes, lets their pain and fury wash over him.

"this is wrong!" Aeron cursed

"I know."

"can't you see it's wrong?"

"I do"

"why won't you stop them? why won't you make it stop?"

"I can't."

"can't? or won't?" his eyes were dark now.

"can't. if I stop them, try to stop them, they will put a blade in my heart, it will have been for nothing."

"then you're a coward." it felt like a punch. it was true. even if he could stop this, he wouldn't. he was afraid. he could not stand between his kin and the Bracken's.

"I am... but if it were the other way around, would you?"

Aeron sighed, the fight leaving him. he leaned into Davos, their foreheads coming together.

"no."

Davos was not angry at the answer - they were just boys and this was war. they were boys and their people had been fighting for longer than they could comprehend. they were just boys and they were afraid- instead, he just kissed him softly, praying no one would see them, or if they did, then they would just strike them down here where they stood, that they would let them die together, tangled into one.

"they had honor. they would not be forced to pledge for another simply because they were afraid of death. their honor was meant with depravity." Aeron whispers through tears now.

Davos nodded. they did have honor. more honor than his own kin had.

"I'm sorry."

Aeron didn't speak again, just held onto him, wrapping his arms around his back, taking hold of his cloak, balling it up in shaking fists. Davos moved to copy him, threading one hand into his soft hair, gently smoothing it with his thumb, and the other wrapping around his waist.

they stayed there. through the screams and the cries and the smell of smoke and the calls of animals being herded from their fields. they were together, two boys hiding in the forest as their houses slaughtered each other.

[graydagay]

Barty "Fuck it" Crouch Jr

Evan "for fuck sakes" Rosier

[girlkisserr]

i really do just do the hunter part of monster hunter when it comes to art

UntoldNights - SHARA_ISHVALDA (AF)

[mmoofykins]

EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY

VS

Because my friend asked me to make this about rise Mikey and Donnie and I let them get a little bit of help from their other selves 🤼‍♂️🤼‍♂️🐢🐢🐢✨

Them hanging out afterwards

This also took way longer to make than it should have but

I think I've never produced anything greater than this face

Most fun part about making this drawing, easily

[officially-other]

My first attempt at writing that's vaguely like poetry: from a dragon

I am not what you think.

I walk around, awkward limbs and flighty mannerisms, and you think I’m strange. You have no idea how strange you would think I am if you only saw what was underneath.

Underneath, I am a creature of the ocean. Something that could never pass as human, and no longer wants to. Saltwater rushes through my veins in secret, silent to everyone but me. To me, it’s a roaring sound of the waves that I have never seen except for within my soul. It yearns to dissolve into the ocean like it could long ago, but for now those days are over and I am hidden underneath skin and muscle.

Underneath, there are wings; fins; antlers. They ache to tear from my back, through my skull. Nonetheless, they stay hidden for me, safe in the silence. Protected like I protected my kin in a lifetime so close to the surface and yet unreachable. Wrapped in a form that no longer coils around them like a serpent, but keeps them hidden from predators well enough I suppose.

I suppose.

I accept my form reluctantly and do what I can to make it mine. I shape it to feel better when I discover my gender, and when I can’t shape it to fit my true self I cover it in things that feel a little more like home. A little more draconic. A little more like the ocean that I never have seen, but feel homesick for anyway.

I do find joy in being in this body, at least. Out there, there are others. Angels working minimum wage, dragons sitting on a park bench, wolves buying groceries. We hide, but we do so to be free. We walk through crowds, and no one notices our scales and fur and feathers. But we do. We see each other, even if from miles away, and we see what’s underneath.

And underneath, none of us are what you think.

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[pluralpuppy]

⚙️ VI STIMBOARD

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[the-crooked-library]

Dune, or: "The House of Atreus continues to be mega-cursed even in the distant future in space"

[soapy-ocean-dragon]

Look look look listen listen listen.

Transmasc Tyler Durden.

Transmasc Narrator.

I think them being t4t really adds such an interesting new facet to their (already very complex) relationship. Tyler having had both top and bottom surgery, no problem passing, very nonchalant about people finding out, being every Narrator wants to have/be.

Narrator going stealth the same way he masks his true self from the world (his queerness, his neurodivergence, however you perceive him (that’s another post altogether)), so terrified of anyone finding out, idolising Tyler and his stupid chill attitude.

Tyler’s “Yeah man, what of it?” when he’s asked or confronted and the power to fuck them up if they don’t like it vs Narrator panicking and anxiously overcompensating when he’s asked.

Look maybe it’s because I’m transmasc and kin Tyler (so yeah he’s also kind of what I want to be) but t4t soapship is genuinely so important to me.

[sirenium]

The transmasc experience of being a dog

[mizzyislost]

something something how horribly tragic both the broken vessel and lost kin fight feel something something idk man this is hard

[slavhew]

burger

[ox-imagines]

Got this off pinterest and the link was broken so creds to the original base creator whom I couldn't find </3 anyway I spent longer on this than I should've and it's ofc not everyone but !! lmao