#palette drawings my beloved

[trashcantasch]

Repliku :]

[hoofpeet]

✌

[booigi-boi]

It's important to take your Ted out for a walk every now and then to get that fresh Black and White air 🐐💛

[hellishgayliath]

Been a hot minute since I drew this fruitcake

[helloyesamwoman]

PRIME /// FIRST SOUL SURVIVOR

[chill-vibes-but-rainbow-panic]

Finally back, with a lil more of Chill's Artist Admiration Sketchbook; making fanart for blogs I like :D

@kingspacebar

Accessoires and colours my beloved <3 <3 <3

[melkinpump]

I love starch

[mylove-thresher]

haven’t posted drawings in a while (well. A while to me.) so even tho I should probably work on my multiple school projects. I’m. I’m just a girl. ❤️

[moogaiashe]

I remembered that my art can be as silly goofy as i want it to be so take this drawing of lorel idk dfjkghdfihg she kinda looks like Haley from stardew valley 🤡

( @onlyplatonicirl )

[endthestarlight]

Our fates were one until they weren't.

Sprout Fight Palette: Cherry Blossom

[westernwoodblogs]

Tw// Animal Death

Franziska von Trauma

Originally inspired by the summary of @themefromtwinpeaks ‘s fic unlock the house of the dead on ao3. Yes, the summary bc I forgot to actually read the fic when I found it. I simply blanked out as I was consumed with zeal over Horsegirl! Franny and Manfred shooting her horse. But really great fic! Finally read it recently, do check it out if you’re not the faint of heart, love von Karma siblings and Manfred being such an interesting lil shit.

This is more in accordance to the headcanon I spawned about her being into dressage and it was what she wanted to do professionally (or as professionally as you can be at 12), but she wasn’t able to place to the standard of a von Karma in one competition. Punitive measures go into effect for the lack of perfection. I guess now she really has to be a prosecutor. It was also an origin story of sorts for why she has a riding crop in AAI. Like yes, it’s the precursor to her whip but what if?

Image description welcome

[happistar]

Day 8, 9, & 10: Squip OC, Non-human, Error

Somehow this guy happens to fit all three of these. Not intentional but works haha

Figured I'd drop some backstory about this guy since I haven't really talked about them and I don't think I'll ever finish their story.

So, this is Deactivation Incomplete, or DI for short, a character I developed pretty early into Squip Inc's creation, then scrapped them, then brought them back, then kinda left them behind.

Basically my thought process was a squip that couldn't control its emotions thanks to a malfunctioned deactivation making them just that bit more human. In an attempt to fix that issue they downloaded a virus and broke some more, resulting in two more copies of them. Oh also they look like Connor DBH.

Deactivation-Incomplete (with a dash this time), which is a previous backup copy that got restored, was originally a scrapped sideblog before I made DI into a separate blog. I thinkkk I originally intended them to be called by their unit number (2261) but honestly I don't remember. But for simplicity's sake I'll go with that. 2261 was meant to be the most stable version but their first attempt crashed, resulting in Deactivation Incomplete (no dash). Anyways, post-virus, they would restart albeit with none of their copy's memory, not realizing they had crashed and missed a couple months.

Deactivation Incomplete (or DI), is the main copy, but still technically the second version. Switching between 2261's appearance and their own they were in search of how they couldn't remember their user or time before deactivating. Post-virus, they would learn but be in distress as the virus + unfixed errors left them to realize the harm they caused their user.

Reactivation Complete (or RC), would then be the last-- a restoration of themself before being deactivated, albeit not perfect (much to their frustration). I think I generally wanted 2261 to seek help and make another copy of themself after seeing how DI became a mess post-virus to fix all of their buggy coding. Which created RC, and ehhhh, kind of worked but didn't really fix all of their collective problems.

But! I never got around to any post-virus stuff. Unfortunate, but figured I'd share. I suppose these guys will simply bicker in my head instead of over tumblr ask blogs I guess haha

[shadow-turtle-234]

Who else is ready for season two?

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Art (c) @shadow-turtle-234

Dungeon Meshi (c) Ryōko Kui

Reblogs & Likes are appreciated!

No reposting onto other sites (facebook, twitter, etc.,)

[gelatinous-globster]

Do you think Globby's ever fallen asleep on Felony Carl's shoulder? I do.

Short fic for this scene under the read-more!

The cushions shift as Felony Carl sits down next to him and easily wraps an arm over Globby's shoulder, as was their routine. Globby leans against him without thinking, and it feels like the most familiar thing in the world. Felony Carl's solid form next to him makes things much easier to manage. 

"Wanna see what's on T.V.?" Carl holds the remote in his other hand, looking at Globby. 

"Yeah." Globby answers simply. Wow, he was worn out. 

Felony Carl wordlessly flicks through channels with the T.V. volume turned down low. They settle on some documentary, light from the T.V. screen casting the room in a subdued blue. 

Globby's not really watching whatever is on the T.V., and if he was paying attention, he would notice that Carl wasn't, either. Globby isn't thinking much of anything. He just… feels comfortable. Drowsy. Safe. 

His head droops onto Carl's chest—normally he was taller than Carl, but he's oozing down the couch somewhat, so his head is at Carl's chest level. 

It's interesting how he can feel Carl's heartbeat, in this position. Steady thrumming. Combined with the hushed T.V., it's almost like a lullaby. 

Globby is just aware enough to register Carl's cat jumping up onto the couch next to them and curling into a ball. He's been trying to befriend that cat for so long, and this small victory pleases him. A small smile crosses his face, different from the one he was wearing at the diner. 

"This is nice," He says. 

Globby's voice is soft, a slight bit raspy. His eyes are half-lidded. The blue glow of the T.V. reflects off of his face and Carl traces with his eyes where it cups Globby's cheek. 

"It is." Felony Carl considers saying more but is interrupted by light snores. His eyes soften. He lingers on Globby, who is fast asleep already. 

Letting out an endeared sigh, he turns his head back towards the T.V., careful not to jostle Globby.

He can feel his own eyelids getting heavy, so he resigns to keep the T.V. on as background noise.

He likes how the light makes Globby look, too. 

…They can deal with things tomorrow.

[small-spark-of-light]

day 23 was to pick a color palette and stick to those colors(with some blending allowed)

[magicicephoenix]

No "fun summer" palette for Buddy Boris?

I'm sorry if I'm late (you can reply to this ask and say so if it is) but i remembered that Buddy's transformation to Boris has happened in summer... And it's cruel :'D

very cruel indeed :’)

buddy boris with no fun summer