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[babyrunawaykitten]

SHAMY- TV GIRL 🫧

[rgbcn]

AHHHH THANK YOU FOR 10K SUBS ON YOUTUBE!!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH! I can't believe we are now 10.000 subs (and growing! ). WE NEED TO DO A LIVE SESSION TO CELEBRATE!!!

In fact, I drew this drawing LIVE on youtube on 2021, it was my "goodbye for now to live sessions" as I was around 8 months pregnant of my now 3 1/2 years old daughter.

Here's the live session!!

https://youtube.com/live/lALXUh8U8BI

It means a lot to me that you enjoy watching my videos, live sessions, timelapses and of course reading my comics and seeing my art and fanart. Thank you so so much! Like and subscribe if you want more silly drawings! Lots of fanarts and drawings coming up! If you want to support my content, watch my videos and live sessions! For more content, work in progress comics and sp1cy content, go check my patreon 🌟 patreon.com/rgbcn

[luck-of-the-drawings]

THIS THING IS SCUUUFFED AS HELL & ITS ALSO THE BEST THING I HAVE ANIMATED THUS FAR. IM SO IN LOVE WITH EMIZEL. JUST WISH I GAVE HIM MORE STUPID TATTOOS. NEXT TIME THO. NEXT TIME. I ALSO LOVE VEX&VIV SOOOO MUCH. charlies flavor of Deranged is my FAVORITE!!

[ginnyweatherby]

"May I buy you a beverage?"

"Tepid water, please."

Well, I'm a day late, but Happy 14 Years of The Shamy! 🩶💜

[theromanticrationalist]

"When you make a discovery like this you don’t just take it down to city hall, you tell the whole world!" Asymmetrical Union (2024). @dpillustrations Purchase High Resolution Digital Illustration in my Patreon Shop. The coloring book page art piece is included. Join me on the journey of beholding Beauty by creating with me. . .

[warcrimegwen]

Day 2 of @td-shipping-week: Outfit Swap

[shamythelazypotato]

Storm of Havoc

AvA Going Back Au, part 5

Notes: Thanks for the waiting and the support

<3

Oh boy imma lose my wrist soon jshsj

Enjoy!

"Alan!" Chosen roared at the top of his lungs, his rage mixing with the unstoppable smoke streaming from his lips. He threw his head back, releasing a massive burst of flames that engulfed part of the colorful stick house, along with several apps.

His chest heaved, eyes stinging... but with what exactly? When the last flame flickered out, he shook his head, his calloused hands gripping his obsidian locks in frustration.

Then he stopped. He looked at Alan like a deer caught in red lights, and without a second thought, he launched himself at him, attacking wildly.

All his pent-up emotions since the showdown.

All his sacrifices.

All his hard work.

And yet he still felt the need to *fight.*

And it was never *enough.*

Why?

Why...?

Alan reacted just in time, dodging Chosen’s attack by moving his cursor to the side. He was confused, unsure why Chosen was suddenly so violent.

Second tried to yell for Chosen to stop while the others looked on in fear. It wasn't enough that they'd almost been deleted just weeks ago; now, Chosen was attacking them too.

Blue rushed to Second’s side as Chosen continued to wreck the computer in his attempt to strike Alan. This destructive nature had never been directed at them before—not from the one who had supposedly saved them from that fate.

Alan tried to type, but his words were literally thrown back in his face. His fruitless attempts to communicate only lowered his guard, and suddenly, a powerful blow sent him crashing to the other side of the desktop. It reminded him too much of their first fight. Awfully similar to when Chosen was only power and destruction—or at least that’s what Chosen had felt like.

Second just stared in shock, watching Chosen violently confront Alan. Why are they fighting!? Didn’t Chosen help Alan before? Why is he acting like this? Second knew they couldn't possibly fight him, even together. So he straightened his posture and quickly gathered the others, whispering desperately about what to do.

"He's out of control, just like that red stickfigure was before!" Green said frantically, glancing nervously at Chosen. His defenses were up, ready to act if Chosen came even a millimeter closer. The showdown hadn’t been long ago, and they hadn’t forgotten.

Yellow, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, intercepted nervously, "Chosen looks like he’s having some kind of breakdown. Maybe he doesn’t realize what he’s doing."

Blue shared his concern, his grip tightening on his friends. The soft wool of his clothes dragged him back to reality, to what mattered. He had to remind himself constantly: 'They're not in danger. They’re okay. Chosen is simply upset. Who hasn’t felt like that before?'

Right?

Then why were they shaking?

Why did they feel threatened again?

Only the muffled screams of Chosen towards his creator can be heard, until someone exclaimed.

"I'm scared, guys"

Red finally voiced what they were all feeling, his eyes wavering between his friends to find some kind of agreement, he watched as Chosen battered Alan's cursor, while Alan desperately tried to contain him in every box that Chosen melted with fire.

Second was about to protest, but Red continued, louder, "It's not like he owes us anything! What if he tries to kill us, just like his crazy friend!? Didn’t you ever think about why he was with him in the first place? Didn’t Alan say they were friends a long time ago!?"

"Shh, dude! He might hear you!" Green hastily shushed him, leaning closer to whisper. "All we know is we have to stop him now! Before he wrecks our home! Or probably kills Alan!"

Second couldn’t take it anymore—the frantic whispers, the fear in their eyes, and the violent crashes of programs being torn apart and thrown by Chosen, along with the flickers of orange and red flames consuming their house. He had to do something, *anything.*

"Chosen!" Second called out from beneath the fight, only to be quickly held back by Blue, who pleaded with him to be careful. Yellow rushed to his side as well, trying to convince Second not to make them the target of Chosen's destruction, before finding a reasonable solution.

Chosen snapped his head to look at the orange stickfigure, his gaze sharpening. Crimson eyes met flickering emerald ones, full of confusion and concern. Second shook his arms, trying to catch his attention as he said aloud, "Stop! Why are you doing this!? The fight is done! There's nothing else to fight for now!"

Something inside of Chosen finally reacted... *Nothing. Else. To. Fight. For.*

Those words stung as if they were seared into his mind. His flames began to flicker, and he lost balance, shaking his head furiously. Second noticed this immediately—maybe it was actually working!

This was their only chance.

Blue yelped as he lost his grip on Second, who quickly started climbing closer to Chosen to talk to him. Green and Red rushed to catch him, but he was already up, climbing over broken pieces of websites and the desktop.

Second could feel the heat searing his skin, the flames licking dangerously close as if warning him to stay away. But he didn’t move back. His eyes were locked on Chosen, whose emotions seemed to pour out in every destructive blast—anger, confusion, a deep, aching hurt that manifested in the relentless devastation around them.The very air seemed to tremble under the weight of Chosen’s emotions, vibrating with a palpable tension. The desktop, once a familiar and safe place, now felt like a battlefield, where every breath was thick with smoke and the promise of more destruction. Second stood amidst the chaos, feeling the oppressive heat, the choking smoke, and the raw, untamed power that threatened to consume them all and itself in the process, that's why he had to stop him, he had to—

"Wow!" Second exclaimed in shocked as he nearly fell when his feet slipped, causing his friends to panic and try to position themselves to catch him. But Second regained his balance with determination and continued his climb, reaching for Chosen.

"Chosen!" Second said desperately. "Stop this, please! I don’t know what we did wrong, but we didn’t mean to!" Second could feel the heat of Chosen’s flames and the smoke swirling around him, burning the ground and the desktop, consuming everything it touched into ash. He coughed a little, yet his determination grew. He took a steady step forward, saying, "Chosen! This is not who you are! You have to calm dow—"

Suddenly, Chosen looked up.

Red, crimson eyes were the last thing Second saw before he was struck by a powerful ray. Second lost his balance, his frame burning as his mind went foggy, and he fell.

Gasps and panicked voices called out as Second plummeted, only for Alan to catch him and gently click him to the ground. Surrounded by his friends, the angry red marks on his skin were painfully evident.

And just like that, something inside Chosen snapped. Those marks looked exactly like Dark’s when he terrified these kids.

And those angry red marks, they haven't even scarred properly...

What is he doing?

He was supposed to watch over them.

Not to hurt them.

Guess he wasn’t supposed to be a hero, huh?

Just a weapon.

A challenge.

And what a tough challenge he was.

He wished he wasn't so difficult to deal with.

Turning the very ground he stood on into a battlefield.

Turning his own hand into a sharp dagger.

Turning innocents into victims.

Turning friends into enemies.

He's standing right Infront of the internet icon, it's taunting him, dragging him by his burning feet.

He succesed to make the portal open

He steps into it

And so he fled.

To go back to where it all started.

[furrytheory]

“Fascinating.”

I said I would be back, and there is more TBBT coming! I would love to take requests, for now, enjoy Shamy! <3

[habibi-holseti]

A rough sketch of Palestinian Spider Women

Can’t wait to do the other shami homies with her!

[ginacookie]

"He wanted to be on top and he won’t get down from there until they both finish😤"

[rgbcn]

Regency Shamy, remember this one?? I think I saw too many #bridgerton posts around lately and made me think on this one.

Drawing from your suggestions celebrating 20k followers on IG back in the days (lol how times have changed)

Enjoy it again!

Close ups 😍

[shamy-fanatic]

@rgbcn is the type of person to release an absolute masterpiece of a comic and reveal something like, "I drew this with my pinky". I love the comics, the drawings, the everything. It's all beautiful. :)

[mehoymalloy]

"what's your lockscreen, last song you listened to, last picture taken and last movie you watched"

Thanks for the tag @ludinusdaleth

No Pressure Tags: @willowbirds @inomakani @steampunk-raven @loumauve

[weirdlookindog]

Al Shamie - Boris Karloff in The Old Dark House, c. 1992

[hazashami]

It's time for a year in review! Gonna post a couple pieces I really like that I made this year. They're not in any particular order, but let's see what we got patchouli!!!

I was lucky enough to attend this Susumu Hirasawa concert and I even stole his keys! What a night!!

Little drawing of my Splatoon OC Hoku, taking the place of the George Lam cover, 12 minutes 10 inches.

The Sexy Gals have a little lunch.

Here's a picture of my son Little Freak having one of his cute little tantrums!!! He's left us though... I hope his DJ career in Germany is taking off...

A little confrontation in eternity to celebrate my SMT3 playthrough.

Celebrating Akagi Shigeru's deathiversary with this one.

Tried my hand at whittling and made a little tsuchinoko incense holder!

Got extra narcissistic and made a couple little dolls; one of myself, and one of hazacappy (@garmafuneral) :)

Finally, something for my friends. I met a lot of cool people this year and deepened my friendships with the ones I have. You guys know who you are and I love you :)

Hehe. Ehehehe

Sometimes it feels like I haven't drawn that much, but I get to look through my archive and realize, hey. I've created a lot of things this year! It makes me excited and eager to create more and more!!!!

[theromanticrationalist]

My 'Shamy' WIP (2024). @dpillustrations Danielle Pajak Illustrations.