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(DCxDP) The obligations of a rogue versus those of a parent (Pt. 4)
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Tw: descriptions of body horror, Dr. Crane has PTSD and Does Not Realize, Crane has an actual panic attack and just doesn’t care, the Riddler makes one (1) sex joke about Batman
Will be crossposted to AO3 eventually
(Pt. 1 here) (Prev here) - (Pt. 5 here)
(Masterlist here)
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Dr. Jonathan Crane is in his lab, the acrid scent of chemicals filling the air, and his hands are shaking.
Danny’s health, for the first week that he had him, had been steadily improving at an extremely quick rate. However, his healing had begun to stagnate. Danny said that it was because his body had run out of ectoplasm, and that while there was a lot of ambient ectoplasm in Gotham, he needed a stronger type in order to heal.
And so, that led Dr. Crane here.
He had stolen the research notes from the Penguin years ago regarding his experimentation on him.
(He quite vividly remembers the sound of bone creaking and groaning as it twisted, lengthened. The squelching of shifting tendons and muscles, the strange fabric-like tightening of skin. The feeling of going from man to monster, of losing all claim to his humanity.)
Danny had called him Liminal, part ghost. He had said that he was transformed by, among other things, a kind of synthetic ectoplasm.
Danny needed ectoplasm.
Crane had the research notes. He had every ingredient necessary. And yet, attempt after attempt failed.
The chemical smell burns his nose. His hands tremble.
Dr. Crane is not afraid.
He doesn’t feel fear anymore. He’s tried to, many, many times, but nothing has worked. And yet, his hands are shaking still.
(The horrifying sensation of vertebrae pop-pop-popping along his spine, growing and lengthening. The unbearable itching beneath his skin as toxin glands begin to form. The feeling of his teeth sharpening and elongating, of his skull growing, of his vision changing and brightening. The awful stench of chemicals. The awful stench of ectoplasm.)
Jonathan takes careful note of his shaking hands, his blurring vision, his accelerated heart-rate and shallow breathing.
(Human hands. Human vision. Human heart and lungs and organs.)
He takes note of them, but he does not let that distract him from the task at hand. Danny is not a chemist, but Jonathan is.
The boy knows enough about chemistry in theory, but he won’t go anywhere near Crane’s equipment. He seems to have some sort of intense fear of laboratory settings, probably developed during his stay with the GiW, and Crane is willing to respect that, if only because he cannot afford to lose him.
As such, Crane is the only one qualified to do this. And, unfortunately, if he isn’t successful the boy may very well die.
He heats the chemicals to precisely the right temperatures, adding each one to its correct container.
Dr. Crane thinks of the Scarebeast, that creature born of cruelty and greed and a sense of superiority. That creature which he tries to ignore is a part of him, that can never be removed. A damage which cannot be undone.
He pours the contents of a small beaker into a larger flask, watching the liquids swirl together. The stench in the air is becoming closer and closer to the one burned into his memory.
Crane’s whole body is wracked with unpleasant sensations. It’s truly unfortunate, he thinks, that despite his mind’s lack of fear, his body still reacts so harshly.
Jonathan’s eyes wander, eventually settling on a purple and green card sitting innocently on the corner of the table.
Right.
Even if they wiped out the GiW tomorrow, and even if Danny could survive without ectoplasm, he would still be in danger.
Crane has to get him back to good health. It’s the only way he can be sure that the boy can defend himself properly.
The solution in the flask begins to foam, and Jonathan does not hesitate as he adds the final ingredient. He pours the mixture into a new container, capping it and placing it into a freezer set to -40 degrees.
Hopefully this time he got the timing right.
Jonathan tries to relax, the ventilation in the room slowly but surely clearing the familiar smell from the air.
He thinks of the letter.
Surely, he thinks, that man can come up with some better material for his jokes. Or, at least something new.
Same old threats, same old attempted poisoning.
Aiming his threats at Danny, though, that was new. New and utterly unacceptable.
Scarecrow did what he had to.
He doubted that his solution would last forever, of course, as with that man it never did. As such, he would prepare both himself and Danny for the inevitable moment that his choices came back to bite them.
However, for the moment, they were safe. Danny could rest and recover, and Jonathan could figure out a plan to minimize possible damages.
Jonathan is no longer shaking.
He’s exhausted. This is his fifth attempt today, and each one leaves an unfortunate strain on his mind and body.
With a sigh, he settles himself into his seat at a nearby desk, opening up his computer and logging his most recent attempt. He still has to wait for it to chill to know if it was successful, but he can always update the logs later.
Once he’s done, he stretches, joints popping loudly as he walks to the freezer.
When he sees the results of his tireless work, the ghost of a smile flits across his face.
Success.
Jonathan picks up the jug of ectoplasm and leaves the lab, which is in all actuality the basement of the new apartment that he moved himself and Danny into after receiving the note. The scrappy old woman who was his landlord had told him that as long as he paid her five hundred dollars up front, she would let him set up in the basement without any questions or cop calls.
And so, the most expensive apartment in the Narrows was his.
At least, he thought, the distance between the basement and the apartment was short enough that Danny didn’t have to sit in while he was doing his labwork.
Jonathan knew that he didn’t exactly have a strong grasp on the concept of ‘lab safety,’ proven by his built-up immunity to almost every toxic chemical he’d ever encountered, and he doubted that Danny should be around such an environment.
He was back to the apartment quickly, not bothering to hide the self-satisfied smile on his face. Danny is sitting in his armchair, trying to read one of his books. Danny looks up, ready to greet him, when he sees the jug in his hands and pauses.
“Is that..?”
“Synthetic ectoplasm,” Jonathan says proudly, “I found the Penguin’s research notes and decided to recreate it, since you said that you needed it to heal properly. I’m not sure if it’ll work the same as what you usually have, but I hope it’s helpful all the same.”
Danny is standing, now, and looking at Jonathan with a strange look in his eyes. He looks, Jon thinks, like he’s about to cry.
Then Danny is rushing forward and wrapping his arms around Jonathan, his scrawny form shaking.
Jonathan is, for a moment, horrified. Did he do something wrong somehow? Why is this child, who’s so afraid of touch, hugging him?
And then he hears Danny’s voice, and he knows that it was all worth it.
“Thank you,” he’s mumbling, over and over, “thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you so much.”
“Of course,” Jonathan says softly, because what else can he say?
The boy cries in his arms for a while, and Jonathan briefly wonders what his life must have been like before, if a person like him can be seen as a comforting figure.
Then, Danny pours himself a small glass of the synthetic ectoplasm, putting the rest into the small fridge which had come with the apartment, and he settles back down, sitting in the armchair once again.
Jonathan sits opposite of him, and they chat with one another as Danny drinks.
Danny talks to him about the stars and tells him about different spaceships, and Jonathan makes sure to pay attention and ask the boy questions.
He doesn’t miss the way that Danny lights up every time he asks him something about his interests. He’s so passionate, so smart, a trait that he seldom sees outside of his fellow rogues, and Jonathan wants to encourage that.
It’s…nice. Peaceful, almost.
And then the front door flies open, because Jonathan isn’t allowed to have nice things.
“Jon,” a familiar voice rings out, “what the hell?!”
Danny is frozen in place, clearly terrified.
Jonathan heaves a sigh, turning to face the nuisance who’s entered his apartment.
“Eddie,” he drawls, “to what do I owe the pleasure?”
Edward’s face is red with anger as he invades Jonathan’s apartment.
“Oh, I don’t know! Maybe it’s the fact that you sent a bunch of rogues a cryptic message and then dropped off the face of the earth for two weeks! I was worried, Jon!”
Jonathan hums in acknowledgement.
“I didn’t think it was that cryptic,” he says, picking up a book in order to pointedly ignore the Riddler.
“Oh, of course you didn’t, you straw-stuffed hickory dickory dickhead. I swear, you’re always—” he pauses, finally having noticed Danny sitting opposite of Jonathan, “—who is this?”
“My apprentice,” Jonathan replies, dreading the upcoming headache he was no doubt going to develop from Edward’s company, “he’s helping me hunt down the GiW. His name is Danny.”
Edward gasps dramatically.
“You—an apprentice?! And you’re letting him sit in the old man chair?! You don’t even let me sit in the old man chair,” he wails, draping himself over the headrest of the couch with a flourish, “Jonathan, I thought I knew you!”
“Edward,” Jonathan says, “get out of my apartment.”
“Oh my goodness, this is incredible. You’re becoming the bat!”
“I am not becoming the bat, Eddie, now get out.”
Edward has a shit-eating grin on his face as he waltzes over to Danny. Danny, who seemed terrified when he first appeared, is now looking at him with obvious amusement written all over his face.
“I mean, look at him! The hair, the eyes, the scrappy build. If you put him in one of those traffic light vigilante costumes, he could easily pass as a Robin!”
“I’m not doing this with you today, Eddie.”
“Riddle me this, Jon: I am a treasure hidden inside of a chest. You can break me, or steal me, or give me a rest. I can flutter, or pound, or attack, or drop, but if you don’t have me, you’re certainly fucked. What am I?”
Jonathan pauses for a moment before he groans, dropping his head into his hands.
“Eddie.”
Danny sits still, a confused look on his face as he repeats the riddle silently. Then, his face lights up in delight.
“A heart!”
“Jon, I like this one,” Edward says with a smile, ruffling Danny’s hair, “you are correct! A heart, something that I wasn’t aware that our dear Jonathan had!”
“Eddie, stop.”
“No, no,” Edward says, “I was worried about you, you deserve this. I mean, you even missed girls night! You never miss girls night!”
“Girls night?” Danny asks, absolutely delighted.
“Oh, of course,” Edward says, sprawling over on the couch, dangerously close to just laying in Jonathan’s lap, “we have it once a week. I’m invited because of Selina and Jon’s invited because Harley likes him.”
“And what does girls night entail, exactly?”
“Eddie,” Jonathan groans, “please.”
“Well,” Edward hums, “we usually paint our nails, or watch a movie, or gossip about the other rogues, and occasionally, we tell each other about any ‘encounters’ we have with Batman,” he says, raising his eyebrows up and down.
Danny’s jaw drops.
“Edward, shut up,” Jonathan says, an irritated tone in his voice that wasn’t there before.
“No way,” Danny says, “I thought that Batman, like, hated you guys or something. You mean he actually..?”
“Oh, the Bat is much like a bottle of liquor or a cheap cigarette, in that he was made to be passed around.”
Danny chokes on air.
“Edward Nygma,” Jonathan hisses, getting out of his seat and looming over the man, “get the hell out.”
Edward pales.
“Leaving, leaving!” Edward says, dashing away from Jonathan. He pauses, turning to flash Danny a quick smile.
“Remember Danny, I’m your favorite uncle! Not any of the other rogues, me!”
With that, he leaves, the room falling completely silent.
And, as per usual, that silence does not last.
“You full-named him?” Danny asks gleefully, “and it worked?”
Jonathan just sighs, sitting down on the couch and rubbing at his temples.
“Please, don’t take anything Eddie says seriously. He’s a moron.”
“Dr. Crane, please let me come to girls night with you,” Danny pleads, his eyes sparkling, “I promise I won’t embarrass you.”
Jonathan groans.
“Of course you won’t, Eddie will do it for you.”
“Come on, please?”
“I think we’re a bit busy with the GiW at the moment,” Jonathan snaps. He pauses as he notices the crestfallen expression on Danny’s face.
This boy is going to be the death of him.
“Perhaps, though, when all that is taken care of…”
Danny cheers, grinning wildly, and Jonathan is not at all relieved to see him happy again. Certainly not.
The rest of the day is relatively normal.
Danny works on trying to get information from the GiW database while Crane refines his his fear toxin, both preparing for a raid on the GiW base they located in Gotham.
It was only a temporary base, nothing of note, but there was a chance of discovering more bases through it, and that wasn’t something either of them were willing to give up.
Still, something like this would take time. Rushing would only lead to failure.
…
Late in the night, long after Danny is fast asleep in his room, Jonathan pauses.
The GiW are not the only threat out there. They aren’t the only threat to him or to Danny. Perhaps it could be helpful to reach out to someone with greater resources than himself.
He sends a quick message to Red Hood.
Hopefully, he thinks, everything will go smoothly.
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#dcxdp#dc x dp#dp x dc#dpxdc#dp x dc crossover#dc x dp fic#liminal scarecrow#Jon’s PTSD is triggered by the smell of ectoplasm because his life is a nightmare#HDJFNDNDNFKDJF#I am the master of emotional whiplash#rip Jon just trying to have some peace in this fucking house#never gonna happen king 🫡#oh also Eddie is not lying that bat can manwhore#and like half the rogues in Gotham know this from experience#and also most of the JL#and some of JL dark#btw Eddie and Jon are besties#they’re both awful but they make it work#when Jon full-names Eddie that just means that if he doesn’t stop whatever he’s doing he’s gonna get a dose of fear toxin#Eddie isn’t intimidating enough to full-name anyone so if he gets mad he just bashes whoever in the head with his cane#Jon is the living embodiment of ‘me and my girl don’t argue she bash me in the head with a rock and I walk it off like a man’#also side note I’m not doing any ships in this#because I don’t want to#they are just Like That#if you wanna read it that way though it’s completely fine#also shoutout 2 that one scriddler fic on ao3 that helped inspire that riddle LMAO
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cow's secret revealed! 🛸
fun lil alt design for cow i've been workin on >:03c
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#....or has it always been like this?#*x files theme*#weewooo this has been in progress for um#almost 6 months!#weehee#focusing on my comms over my personal work = so long spent on a piece that i completely redo it several times#my art#furry#fursona#anthro#oc#cow#cattle#bovine#alien#ref#reference sheet#ref sheet#originally it was gonna be a xenobiologist but the i decided it would be more true to life if i made her a space stoner#so hes out there smoking galatic doinks and scavenging space trash#btw i fucking hate captioning my art. help#girl what do u mean out of this world update stfu#goo#?#do i tag it as GOO?#AH
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it's been days since wandee goodday episode 05 but i keep thinking about how this guy?
ended up finding someone who cares in the same way
#wandee goodday#it's not a big thing but i keep rubbing these two moments together in my brain like kindling#like how fucking soul crushing it must be to care for someone and pay attention to everything about him for EIGHT YEARS#and then have him tell you he likes girls and also you're too vanilla and oh hey how about handing over that scholarship btw#and also he talks over you and insists he knows you better than you know yourself AND HE KEEPS FUCKING K-DRAMA WRIST GRABBING YOU D:#BUT THEN? you're on the receiving end of the care and concern? from a sweet big-banana-ed hottie who seems to genuinely enjoy your company?#what a weird mind-melting place to be in. the whiplash you know?#anyway i love dee and i love this for him#especially because he has an issue about being forgotten? i think?#I JUST LOVE THEM BOTH SO FUCKING MUCH
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guys i’m literally paris hilton
#SHES SO REAL LIKE I WOULDVE TOO GIRL#imagine being so gorgeous FUCKING PARIS HILTON has a crush on you#jared padalecki#paris hilton#sam winchester#<— literally my boyfriend#supernatural#tag watches supernatural#house of wax#this is real btw lmaoo
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the skull-clad marshal
#thorne this is your fault btw because why r u fueling the gunslinger faNTASIES HUh!!?!?!?#i tweaked the Gunslinger skin a bit because ngl.. i hate how it looks... HSAHSHSAHHSA#the red mask esp cuz it didn't fit the whole outfit's aesthetic#and how the entire overcoat looked so fucking flimsy and short-tailed like girl im pretty sure ghost would put more budget in his outfit#my art#2024#call of duty#call of duty: modern warfare#call of duty: modern warfare ii#call of duty: modern warfare iii#cod#codmw#codmwii#codmwiii#modern warfare#mw#mw2#mw3#ghost#ghost cod#simon ghost riley#simon riley#art#fanart#digital art#digital drawing#digital painting#sketch#doodle#video games
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more than one week i will be gone
translations and img descriptions in alt thing
#kabru is using casual language here even though ik he uses polite language for toshiro in jp#its just that it sounds weird to me for a 22 yo to use ho/po for a 26 year old they're friends with 😭😭 feels losyang eh#dungeon meshi fanart#dungeon meshi#dunmeshi#toshiro nakamoto#kabru#namari#yes that thing on the last one is me yes i look like mithrun yes the scars do make it painful to move yes i am growing my hair out#kanal talk namari and kabru taglish truther btw . kanal talk is street talk for ppl who live near open sewers (me) iirc#lets be Real toshiro has to commute 6 hours everyday from his work to home i simply dont believe he owns a car. fuck cars forever#i just KNOW when its 8:50 pm on a saturday that man is BOLTING for the lrt-1 station train after 9 hours of work#namari is also a jeepney driver .im assigning every single commute vehicle to her get on the pedikab girl#to me kabru is that one guy who sat inside an empty jeepney and acted like he was a limo princess#i also have like 3 other drawings but i dont. what this post to get too long as it already is so i'll send those later...
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PONYBOY: Soda… I like someone but I’m scared you won’t like it
SODAPOP: Pony, as long as you’re happy and healthy I don’t care who you love
PONYBOY: Ok, I’m dating curly
CURLY: wassup
PONYBOY: …Soda?
SODAPOP, UNDER HIS BREATH: be happy for him be happy for him be h
#it’s 1am#I had to draw this though the idea came to me#soda fucking hating their relationship is so funny to me#Darry wants pony to get with a nice girl and have a nice big normal live outside of Tulsa#but at most he just has his gudgemental stares#and never lets them stay together alone#but soda is so fucking mad#his ill support you as long as you’re happy :) goes out the window SO FAST#the outsiders curly#the outsiders se hinton#the outsiders ponyboy#the outsiders fanart#the outsiders sodapop#the outsiders#sodapop curtis#ponyboy curtis#curly shepard#purly#my art 24#don’t show pony this drawing btw he’s just a little guy#one time he was reading a fic and was like#…was he flirting with me when he said that#he’d go bonkers if he realized his sysmate was teachnically shipping him lmao
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So I drew these under the assumption that diane used to be part of kitty's crew and realized after that i don't actually know if that's tru or not so uuuuuhhhh probably should've just waited for the movie to come out to start drawing shit but 👍
#my art#doodles#the bad guys#diane foxington#tbg kitty kat#the bad guys 2#IF thats the case tho i have so many thoughts about it already#its juicy. u kno#not to compare them to fluffyvenom but i feel like there ARE parallels IF THIS IS THE CASE.#like imagine being so close with this girl for who knows how long#you understand each other. you support each other. you're there for each other.#you her and ur other friends are like a genuine family#its you against the world#and then one day she decides to say fuck all that and leave#and you dont understand why. you feel betrayed#she did what was best for her but what was WORST for YOU#as the audience we know diane did the right thing for herself. but imagine being kitty & her crew#imagine the resentment that would fester on BOTH sides#(and obv did based on the fight snippets we got)#but the love will always still be there. the betrayal wouldn't hurt otherwise#anyway if all of that turns out to not be relevant just forget i sad anything !!!!!#ok love u bye#also do they have a ship name?? pls enlighten me if so#I'll never abandon crimsonwebs in my heart btw but. come on
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my Fincher magazine collection (so far)!!
#people always seem to like my posts about my magazines so i thought i’d just show all of them#these are in order from oldest to newest#these are all from ebay btw apart from the killer one because i got that when it came out#my dvd review one is my fav just because i like the design and the colours and it’s also matte on the front#but the Empire for ‘the killer’ is really cool because it’s showcases all of Fincher’s films#and is written by my fav journalist who writes about Fincher Nev Pierce#(he also wrote the article for tgwtdt one)#if anyone wants to see any of these more in detail lmk!! the se7en one is fucking cool#david fincher#se7en#fight club#gone girl#the girl with the dragon tattoo#the killer movie#the killer#magazine
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Ok we seriously need to see more sugishita love he's literally the funniest character 😭😭😭
#and this is just TWO examples#girl i full on barked out a laugh when he slapped sakuras hand#i was like omg parallels are abt to skyrocket AND THEN HE JUST 😭😭😭#still a parallel btw and one of my favourites#just from sugishitas perspective this time#and its just so fucking funny to me bc sakuras like 'i dont need to slap his hand away ir anything i just have to shake it right?'#AND SUGISHITAS JUST 💀💀💀#it's beautiful and i love it#wind breaker#sakura haruka#kyotaro sugishita#satoru nii#also ik shes not in this but we also need more tsubaki love pls#ik she's gonna be manga only for a while so itll take longer but still </33#i keep saying im gonna post abt things but im gonna post abt tsubaki for sure
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Lu Li La Lu Li La to watashi wa utau no
#vocaloid#hatsune miku#evillious chronicles#master of the court#clockworker's doll#the most underrated evillious song and its not even close btw#its called Miniature Garden Girl#go listen to it#probably one of my favs from evillious in general mothy is very good at the slow pretty songs he should do more of those#also yes i know the glass should be red and the mirrors should be yellow.#it would fuck with the color scheme and draw to much attention when the doll should be what your eyes look at first so i tinted them blue#i trust most of you are smarter than that but the evillious fandom can be like that sometimes#dont look in the comments of old uploads of re_birthday or servant of evil if you value your sanity
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TO BE CLEAR I AM NOT DEFENDING THE TRANSPHOBIC JOKE IN DEADPOOL 1. THAT WAS ABHORRENT AND ABSOLUTELY NOT OKAY AND LIKE. HE WOULD NOT SAY THAT??!?!!?
Except.
If we're rolling with Transfemme Wade
who is deep in the closet and projecting everywhere and dealing with a WHOLE lot of internalized transmisogyny.........
you see where I'm goin with this ye
#wade wilson#deadpool#I will accept that joke ONLY if she later says to Angel 'oh my god I'm so sorry I was just projecting everywhere that was fucked up of me'#and Angel (who is still absolutely her enemy) is like. It's cool. I'm gnc cis btw. But proud of you sister. You go girl#then they high five#and beat each other up <3#transphobia tw#(in case anyone needs that blacklisted!)
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So in a way, is there a difference between headcanoning frisk/chara as girls or boys and headcanoning them as trans/nonbinary if it's all headcanon in the end anyway and everyone is equally wrong?
yes there's a difference because arbitrarily deciding that canon established neutrality is something that you get to override and is automatically more "debatable" than a character being established as male or female is a very obvious double standard.
interpreting them as nonbinary is only a way to translate their neutrality while assuming that the rest of their race thinks of gender as we do in real life. it doesn't change anything about how the character is referred to. rather, it preserves it. headcanoning them as a boy or a girl throws aside their neutrality entirely as irrelevant and "arbitrary". for what. YOUR discomfort?
while i might not think the characters in the text itself are trans, this attitude REALLY speaks to people's ignorance and weirdness around trans people in real life. because outside the game, real gender neutral people exist and they ARE, of course, transgender. someone who has gender neutral and nonbinary friends and is normal about it is not going to scramble to immediately fit any neutral characters back into the gender binary like a fucking 5 year old. because for someone who isn't transphobic, neutrality is just another way for human beings to exist.
anyway how many gendered characters are there out there? how many textually neutral ones, to compare? go play with another one of your billions of toys, if not retconning an entire character is sow hawd fow u
tldr: yes. kiss my ass
#answered asks#biscia hater moment#this is precisely why people go so ham on the they're nonbinary take during discourse btw#because any fucking attempt to discuss the matter outside of those lenses is taken as an excuse to be like#''so it's fine if i make them girls/boys then'' like it's not even subtle y'all got gender cooties#get outta my inbox#undertale
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THE STORM IS ABOUT TO RAGE!!
(for the lovely @nowfallc)
#hi hi very very sorry for taking a million years forgive meeeeee#please accept this humble offering. pulling it out of my trench coat like it’s contraband. I’ve got the goods.#I’ll do another btw. I’m already formulating MANY evil plans. my villainy WILL continue <3#hehehehehehe >:3#now! excuse me while I collapse into a pile of bones! because this one killed me fr! 🙏#also listen to the storm by machine girl NOW right NOW that’s what this is supposed to be based around so DO IT okay I COMMAND you! <3#there’s a vibe I was trying to match! I don’t know if I accomplished it! but this picture is DONE as FUCK!!#trigun#nicholas d. wolfwood#trigun stampede#trigun fanart
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take you to an alien
#mp100#mob psycho 100#tome kurata#bug art#iyowa#vocaloid#i've been wanting to draw this idea out for years#now is a good time because i realized it's just about my 5th anniversary of being an iyowa fan!!!!!!! wow...#perspective ruler fucking rules so hard btw. didn't know you were fun like that girl
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