#not the hair obviously but. The face.
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i finally figured out who kholby wardell looks like to me.
the berries and cream guy.
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Stanford, your boyfriend lab partner blew up
#gravity falls#stanford pines#ford pines#young ford pines#fiddleford mcgucket#fiddleford hadron mcgucket#young fiddleford#fiddauthor#fordford#fordsquared#art#fanart#traditional art#watercolor#comic#slowly getting the hang of Fiddleford's face#creating a color that resembles Fiddleford's hair was so difficult and stupid#idk what anyone else thinks fordsquared is obviously the superior ship name for them. fiddauthor is fine. gets the job done
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my tablet died and i think my wips are officially lost lmao so here's part of a comic that's prob never gonna get finished. 🥲 tho tbf it's been months since i worked on it so chances were low it'd get done anyways. 😅 my current pfp is from that first montage, but coloured (third image)!
the premise was that the strawhats and the red-haired pirates finally meet. luffy and shanks joyfully reunite and all the strawhats are excited and happily bustling about, touching base with the other emperor's crew--except zoro, who is hanging back and giving shanks the stink eye (second image). eventually shanks notices him and says, very cheerfully, "zoro, hi!" which pisses zoro off further.
usopp or nami ask what's wrong with him and if he's met shanks before, and zoro has the flashback doodle montage in the first image and growls, "yeah, he's my dad's annoying boyfriend." the strawhats are like, "you have a dad???" and then shanks is like, "aw 🥹 did you just call mihawk 'dad'? cute!" and then the strawhats are gaping like, "mihawk is your dad????????" (except for luffy in the back who goes, "shanks has a boyfriend? :D") and the comic ends on zoro angrily blushing and telling everyone to shut up.
anyways, it was something like that. 😂 i hope you at least enjoyed the summary haha.
#mishanks#akataka#roronoa zoro#dracule mihawk#red haired shanks#shanks#akagami no shanks#one piece#one piece fanart#op fanart#in the top middle one shanks is being courteous and helping hide mihawk's blush#cuz he knows hawk doesnt like it when other ppl see him unbalanced (and shanks honestly enjoys keeping it to himself)#i got further along with this comic actually. i'd inked zoro's annoyed face into the bottom and darkened the text for better legibility.#the reason i stalled was cuz the first page accidentally gave ship vibes for other ships besides mishanks and i only wanted the one#so i was tryna figure out how to rejig it to make it obviously gen anywhere that wasnt mishanks.#im glad i at least screencapped this. i was thinking abt screencapping the bi shanks pride piece but the ipad was downstairs so i didnt#and then it died 😞 and now im redrawing it completely#it's coming off differently this time but still. ugh.
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me when the towers are broken or smth idk
#a bit shy abt posting these because i wanted it to look cool but i obviously gave up midway shsjkaa#but i must share third eye tower propaganda ♡ i think it matches so well with my broken since his hair covers his face#but tower's eye forces her face to always be exposed#god im so feral abt these two it's not even funny they're all i wanna draw lately#no one gets them like i do!!!!!!!!!!!! <- hates their route#apotheosis/fury expansion save me. save me apotheosis/fury expansion#slay the princess#the tower#voice of the broken#♡. scribbles
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i will never forgive queer eye for this…
they took this interesting pretty boy and made him look like a generic white guy I wouldn’t be able to pick out of a crowd. long hair on men is always better…rip😔
#obviously this is just me! but I went into this epsiode going 👀#and now I can’t even remember who he was (mostly bc I’m bad at faces but still)#LONG HAIR ON MEN IS SUPERIOR AND THIS WAS A CRIME#also they were like ‘the moustache has to go’ I think it looked good in combo with the hair??#the fab five#queer eye#queer eye season 7#fab five season 7
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figzero aki is so cuteeee 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 aaaah!!!
#I was so excited for him to get a figzero figure#even though they are expensive as hell lol#I like the real clothes#hand in pocket... so cute...#he looks adorable#okay so obviously he's going to come with a kon hand and kon face#I hope he comes with his sword strap too so you can have his sword on his back and take off his jacket#very wishful thinking but it'd be cute if he came with a hair down style#I don't even know where I will put him.... but I need...#aki <3
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*hallows your ween*
#nat chat#me#my face#queer#every wedding needs the wedding jester obviously#i have an optometrist appointment tomorrow morning and i will be showing up with party hair
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The Red-Handed Queen
You can do anything... except scrub this gore from your hands
Naturally, I had to have a go at making a design for her! Her dress is based off of 1860s ballgowns, while having some medieval inspired elements! Her crown is made of rosegold, and she wear the jewels seen in the Appalling Socialite's Parabolan Campaign with the chessboard!
#i also wanted her design to have... similarities :) with elias :)#and of course brown for dried blood and inverted hearts for inverted desires and promises and such!!!#all of the lines are to show the different ways a queen can move on a chessboard and also to mimic a chessboard!!! face shadow to invoke#her original art. bloody hand obviously. high cloud-like hair again for original art ect wct#fallen london#the red handed queen#fallen london fanart#dye stained art#traditional art#prismacolor#ink#cw blood#fallen london red handed queen#rhq#now. to go put her on artfight
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obviously nuance exists and i don’t know additional context, but i’ve seen that “my mom’s dog bit someone so she dyed it black so no one would know it was the same dog” post a few times now, and i have to ask, why exactly are we rooting for the person whose dog bit someone
#like obviously it sucks very much to have your dog taken away from you or even put down that emotionally is very tough#but its also very tough being bitten by a possibly uncontrolled/untrained dog whose owner is so irresponsible they change nothing but the#dog’s hair colour.#like dog bites are bad injuries. we know that right#once again. we dont have context. but like. on its face i tend to side with humans bit by animals over animals whose owners no offence sound#a bit smug or not upset about their pets biting people
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Part three of my monthly dragon Ryuuji's in celebration of the Year of the Dragon. This one is a dragonborn themed Ryuuji.
February's Ryuuji
January's Ryuuji
#ryuuji suguro#ao no exorcist#blue exorcist#ryuji suguro#bon suguro#my art#weekly ryuuji#no effort was put into the clothes#lol#i started with a face that looked alarmingly like a horse#but ryuuji has enough hair to make a nice horse mane#this entirely a dnd dragonborn#he's a monk obviously
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Day 23/October 23: Crawl || Burn || "I am not touching that."
say it with me guys it is still the 23rd somewhere
uhh something something what if morro met lloyd as a kid when he was still training with wu idk how to draw children
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don’t worry about the hands it’s 5am
#shitpost doodles for this day#i actually kinda like how morro turned out in the first one#morro training with wu and older/revived morro are two different designs#obviously#also introducing my young morro design here i guess#training his hair is shorter and his bangs aren’t as in his face and his eyes are rounder#older i make it a point to have his bangs in his face and dead fuckin eyes#maybe i should make ref sheets with notes would anyone be interested in that#it would help me at least i need to stay consistent#lloyd is sorta?? crawling?? cut me some slack#i don’t know how it’s 5 30 i lowkey blacked out drawing this#i like the gold outline on the ribbons it makes it stand out#less basic and boring like all my designs#initially i wanted morro to look more disgusted#but it flopped and he’s a kid anyways he’ll probably suck it up#i hate trying to pick colors for lloyd i can’t figure it out#the lloyd garmadon curse has been haunting me for almost a year now#ninjago#lego ninjago#morro ninjago#ninjago morro#morro wu#lloyd garmadon#morrotober 2023#morrotober2023#morrotober#green cousins#greencousins#jellos scribbles
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Hii love, how are you? I have a little request if thats ok.
Gilgamesh has the most horrific nightmare ever, Thena dying in his arms, there is blood and she is in pain and when she closes her eyes one last time Gil finally wakes up, only to find Thena missing from their bed, he searchs for her like a mad man, only to find her in the kitchen drinking water, he picks her up and refuses to let her go for the rest of the day.
Gilgamesh shoots up out of bed. He's gasping for breath, sweat on his brow. He presses his palm to his chest and flexes his fingers. He looks over at Thena's side of the bed, frantic for her presence.
She isn't there.
It's still warm, though. He can see where the weight of her body wrinkles the bed sheets and he can smell the scent of her fondness for the garden. His hand slides over to it, feeling the latent warmth of her presence.
He throws back the covers, desperate to see her with his own eyes. He can still feel the weight of her body in his arms--the dead weight. What it was like to look at her face, still and motionless and cold. He can vividly recall the feeling of carrying his wife to her funeral pyre and watching her body be consumed by flame.
"Thena?!"
He runs out of their bedroom, ripping the door off its hinges--weak things in comparison to his unchecked strength. He looks around their home frantically. His heart is searching for her, the Cosmic Energy in his veins screaming for her.
She's here--he can feel her presence! It exists, she's close, and even if she weren't, her existence would tether his and pull, like ends of the same string.
"Thena!" he calls out again, moving into the kitchen. He can see everything the way they left it last night. Their chairs are pushed in lazily, his apron is thrown over the edge of the sink after she told him to hang it up where it belongs yet again. He turns, ready to break this door open too.
Then she walks in. She's unaware of the nightmare that nearly sent him into hysterics. She walks in, barefoot as always, her long white dress dancing around her legs. The sun streams in behind her, lighting her bright blonde hair like an angel's halo.
"What are you yelling about?" she asks as if he's been shouting at the tv again. "I could hear you all the way from the water tower. I just looked over the garden, although th-!"
She stumbles, although any creature from this planet would have been plowed through the far wall from sheer force. But she corrects her footing, letting him latch onto her and hold her for all the eternal life in him.
He whimpers, burying his face against her shoulder. He inhales the scent of her breath, absorbs the warmth of her through her cotton dress, hears the beat of her heart as his own syncs to it.
"Gilgamesh?" she asks without asking. She runs her fingers through his hair, but he remains cloistered around her. Her face turns to kiss his temple, "what ever could be so wrong?"
She has no idea. He nuzzles the side of her neck, "don't move."
She sighs for the sake of sighing, but she does as he asks. Her fingers run through the hair on top of his head lightly and soothingly. Her other hand rubs his back. He, the Strongest Eternal, truly dwarfs her lithe frame in size. But she lets him lean on her like a tree losing its strength.
Eventually his nervous system puts out its own fire. The fear in his mind settles enough for him to open his eyes. He stays close, pressing his nose against her skin as he drags it up her neck and her jaw until he holds her cheeks to look at her--really look at her.
Thena blinks at him, her marvelously green eyes gone wide and adorable. They close as he leans in for a kiss. When they part, her lips are pulled into a smile. "Will you tell me now?"
"No," he denies, and kisses her again. He gives many more kisses, receiving her return with each. He does that until he feels strong enough to take even half a step away from her. He sighs, letting his shoulders drop, tilting his head as he gazes upon his beautiful wife.
"Gil," she prompts him more gently. Her eyelashes flutter, and her concern for him travels through her palm as she slides it up his chest and then to his cheek as well. They have been married several hundred years, and she will get an answer out of him sooner than later.
He sighs again, wrapping his arms around her and moving her to the sink, where she pours water for them. "Just a bad dream."
"Hm." It's obviously more than just a bad dream. But she leaves it at that, because their days now are full of small battles, not large ones. She raises the glass to his lips for him, as if they were wearied after the Trojan War again.
He remains wrapped around her. He can't let her go. The fear that lived in his mind during that dream hasn't left yet. It's still there, watching him despite the light of day.
Thena takes a sip for herself. "Sit?"
He makes a small sound of agreement. She moves towards the table but he prevents her from separating from him again. "Couch."
He can imagine her rolling her eyes, although it's only for the humour of it. She moves past the kitchen table and towards their more comfortable space. She seats herself and lets him seat himself around her, cradling her against him preciously. "The door?"
He grunts; he'll fix it later.
Once reclined on their couch, he breathes a little easier. This is more familiar and gentle. This is where they've spent sunny afternoons together. Sometimes they read together, sometimes he reads and she sleeps on him the way a cat would. She never liked those creatures.
He would run his fingers through her hair and sometimes she would idly rub his back. They would spend evenings here reminiscing about their thousands upon thousands of years together. Sometimes they would go out to their hammock and watch the stars.
Thena settles herself in his arms. She turns over, letting her head tuck itself under his chin, her hand over his heart with his arms wrapped around her. "Better?"
He nods. They speak the other's language--a way of understanding that only they two have. Usually it's she who has few words to offer but even now, with him being reticent, she understands it.
They sit like this for a long time. He watches the shadows rise and stretch and fall in the other direction. When it's in the windows and on them he moves his hands, only to shield her from the direct touch of its rays.
That privilege is for him and him alone. By the second time he does this she turns over again. He's not entirely certain if she's truly gone to sleep or not. But holding her, feeling the rise and fall of her chest, the way she feels comfortable with him; he feels eased.
Thena senses this. She sneaks one of her arms around his back and against the couch. The other she toys with the opening at the neck of his shirt. Her pale, pearly nail taps against his skin. "Now?"
The Warrior Eternal is not a patient woman.
Although, she has expended more patience than he has seen from her in quite a long time. For beings with all the time in the world, she is not the best at watching it go by. At least not with the menial. When they were first raising chickens, he could swear she would observe the eggs every quarter hour.
"Bad dream," he repeats from earlier. He already knows she knows this, and he already knows she knows how bad it is to have him this paranoid. He squeezes her shoulder. "Terrible, really."
"Hm," she encourages him, moving her hand from his shirt to his neck, cupping his jaw from below. She strokes it, pulling the words from him with her gentle touch.
"You..." he pauses. He doesn't want to lie to her, even if it's by omitting the truth. "I killed you."
"Impossible."
It's not, and they're well aware of it. But Thena speaks of it lightly, and he likes to think it's because she knows that he would take the utmost care of her, even in a nightmare.
"Felt possible," he argues, pursing his lips as he tries to get the image of her still and unblinking face out of his head. His face gets moved, tilted down to look at her lying on him. It's upside down, but this image of her is much better. He smiles.
Thena smiles too, leaning up to kiss him, letting their lips stretch no matter how far to do so. Hers are always so plump and luscious, like berries. He wants to grow berries here for her, but the ground is simply too dry.
She runs her fingers through his hair again, letting her palm press against his forehead. "It's gone now."
It's such a simple statement, but she's right. As soon as a dream happens, it's already a thing of the past. And maybe he will remember it for a long time to come. Maybe pieces of it will always be with him. But it's not in front of him now, she is.
Thena laughs as he stands suddenly, spinning them around with her hands around his neck. "What has gotten into you?"
He just gazes at her, lucky enough to have his own version of a star to brighten and dazzle and illuminate his every moment on this green and blue spec of cosmos. "Do you remember coming home like this?"
He's carried her like this plenty of times. But she knows what he means; he means the first time he carried her inside like this, as his wife. She nods, stroking his cheek again.
"Y'know, I hear humans can get married again sometimes," he grins, refusing to let the dream colour any more of the beautiful present with his beautiful wife. "They call it renewing your vows."
"We didn't make vows."
Ah, his wife, ever the romantic. He chuckles, touching the tip of his nose to hers. "We can make some this time."
"Construct some poetry for the benefit of a strange human to witness?" she scoffs at the utter absurdity.
"You would write me poetry?" he asks and receives another bubbly laugh.
"I would consider it," she appeals as he spins them one more time and sits with her again. She remains in his hold, on his lap, curled against him. "But for your eyes only. A mortal mind could never wrap its mind around what we have been through together."
That is true. Their love isn't for a mortal to comprehend. He is immortal, and sometimes he's left in awe of it. He stares at his wife, wondering if he should learn to weave so he can make a glorious tapestry devoted to every second - every minute, every hour - he's had with her.
He has all the time in the world.
#Thenamesh AU#pt 2#thank you so much sweetheart!#I hope you don't mind it's a little different#I linked this story to another#because the prompts just kind of went together#I know it's a little bit cheating but I mean come on#you know I like the fluffy happily ever after#this is Thenamesh at its finest#this is a man and his wife#a warrior and her husband#far out in the Australian desert there is a home#these two have made it together#I know I write Thena with all the sleep issues#but Gil has nightmares like this#when he gets them he gets them bad#he wakes up and he wants to be HELD#he's not afraid to cry#he wraps himself around his wife like a koala#she runs her fingers through his hair and rubs his back#lets him bury his face in her cleavage#eventually he's like okay let's have pancakes#because that's marriage#obviously I can go on forever about these two#so thank you for indulging me with all your support
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Do I have enough concrete evidence to claim Lindsay has prosopagnosia. All I’ve got right now is it’s the only reason that makes sense to me why Lindsay can’t remember Tyler’s Tyler in world tour. What if she literally can’t remember his face
#prosopagnosia is a disorder that makes it near impossible for someone to remember faces#I don’t remember island or action well enough to say she has it for sure#(obviously the real reason she doesn’t remember Tyler is because she’s a ditzy blonde joke and the show writers thought it would be funny)#but listen to me for a second!!#what if she knows heathers Heather cause her bossy voice is stuck in her head#what if she knows Beth’s Beth because she never takes off her side pony#what if she only remembers Tyler’s Tyler because she recognized the little T patch on his tracksuit#and I KNOW in island she likes him cause he’s cute or whatever but I don’t think that’s enough to disuade me from the concept#what if she found his hair cute?? his headband?? the way he walks and runs?? the hit on her when Duncan killed the roach in the first-#-episode??#and if she did find his face cute I don’t think that’s enough to just cure your prosopagnosia for a person#she thinks he’s cute looks away looks back and remembers all over again#I’m no expert on prosopagnosia I’ve just read a couple articles so I don’t know if that’s accurate but. do you get me do you see what I see#food for thought#total drama#total drama lindsay#td lindsay#Starry speaks
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if i could draw i would draw tma fanart but in a way where elias is always just Looking (smug) (amused) (malicious) but jonah is fucking Staring Directly At You (terrifying) (stop looking at me with them big old eyes) (his only purpose in life is to Watch)
#same eyes different body yknow the deal#i have such specific ideas for his character designs.#like og!elias would have obviously different colored eyes but also a way softer warmer stare#and a slightly crooked smile#but jonah!elias would have that signature piercing gaze that's only somewhat softened by his face#og!jonah would be fucking terrifying to hold eye contact with. he never blinks#his eyes are bloodshot permanently#he keeps them as wide as humanly possible at all times#also he's a ginger and has curly hair and dark circles under his eyes and dimples (as does elias) and-#tma#the magnus archives#tma shitpost#elias bouchard#jonah magnus
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the careers should have been covered in blood and dirt and grime btw and been extremely messy. also, even the non-killing tributes like thresh or foxface. because there is no way you stick teenagers in a forest with no access to hygiene facilities (restrooms, showers etc) and have them killing each other and then they're just squeaky clean and not a hair out of place. it does not make a lick of sense
#not only that but it contributes to the Vibe of how traumatising this is for both the career kiddos and the non-careers#the angst of clove scratching herself raw to get off a particularly stubborn patch of blood/gore that splattered onto her#careers having blood streaks all over their faces and being too tired to wash it off#foxface's hair being a rats nest#katniss's braid becoming extremely loose and messy etc etc#idk maybe the Capitol stylists used some magic products to make their hair stay in the same style#because like obviously attractive people are good tv material and messy hair could be smth to pull on in a fight idk#i understand this is just a movie but they should've put more effort in making the kids look like absolute shit#career tributes#thg headcanons#the hunger games
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2020, 2021, 2022, 2023 🎄
#nat talks#my face#happy holidays from us xx#aka sweden celebrates on the 24th for some reason#me#edit: is it just me or can you tell how physically and mentally AWFUL I felt in 2020 from the pic#obviously it wasn't a normal christmas anyway so I wasn't dolled up or anything#but like#idk I just remember how bad I felt#I'd gotten c*vid a month before and it took me a year and a half to recover#was losing so much hair too#edit 2: I never had long c*vid so with recover I mean I just didn't have energy and was just not doing very well#but it wasn't life threatening or anything#don't wanna pretend as if I had it super bad when it's worse for others#edit 3: tw for weight talk but I also miss how my face looked in 2021 when I'd lost weight lol anyway
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