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allykatsart · 1 day ago
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Tomorrow >:3
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xtaleunderverse · 9 months ago
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Underverse 0.8 is actually the series finale and it was all just a dream. The end.
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bunnis-monsters · 7 months ago
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Sneak peek of something I’m working on… my discord has more sneak peeks btw~
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mygoldtears · 1 year ago
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HE ISN’T SMILING WHAT THE FUCK?!?
AT 0:13
SNEAK PEAK
SPOILER EPISODE 7
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willlynn-comics · 6 months ago
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Sneek peak on what I'm workin on
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queeny-v · 3 months ago
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Dropping these little Akarsha sneak peeks for the day 1 and 2 prompts of PPKM Week 2024!
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avi-mation · 4 months ago
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A teaser of my piece for @hermitseasonzine . The zine comes out on 7th September, keep your eyes out for it!!!
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fortheloveoffanfic · 3 months ago
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A tiny bit of the next thing coming.
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dazelvel · 11 months ago
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Sneek peak of what im currently working on! 👀
Alstor and his S/o thought they could enjoy their breakfast
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samuelmorgan3d · 10 months ago
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A slightly longer, manual sneak peek flight through Gravity Falls 😁 Credits to Densle for this Intro Remix 👌🏻
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paranormal-peri · 4 months ago
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Damn it, my screen is glitching out.
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snowyquokka · 9 months ago
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INCOMING WIP 🫢
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y’all aren’t ready for this one 😈😈
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snapmite1998 · 18 days ago
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Darth Maul was roused from his dream, the remnants of sleep clinging to him like the shadows of his past. He sat up in bed, the silken sheets cascading around him, a stark contrast to the heat, damp, and filth of Lotho Minor where he had once languished in waste and piles of trash during his solitude. Exhaling softly, he recalled the agony of his exile—the endless nights spent in darkness, gnawed by hunger and thirst, his mind unraveling with each passing moment, and the dark side of the Force itself keeping him alive, its raging inferno blazing so bright, that it had not died out during those twelve excruciating years.
Those memories twisted within him like a blade, sharp and unyielding. He had clawed his way back from that abyss, fighting against the madness that threatened to consume him. The torment of deprivation had etched itself into his very being, a constant reminder of his resilience. Yet here he was now, surrounded by luxury that few could fathom—a bed of the finest silks, walls adorned with opulent artwork, and treasures amassed from across the galaxy.
He leaned back against the plush pillows, a flicker of satisfaction igniting within him. Wealth flowed like a river through his criminal empire, and he had risen from the trash and filth of his past to command respect and fear in equal measure. His family—those who had remained loyal through his darkest hours—stood by him, their unwavering support solidifying his position as a Dark Lord of the Sith.
Maul’s crimson skin glistened in the soft light, and he reveled in the power that coursed through him. He was no longer a forgotten specter, but a force to be reckoned with—a master of the shadows who had transcended his former limitations. As he sat in his lavish chamber, he allowed a small, sinister smile to creep across his lips. The galaxy would soon learn that he had not only survived; he had thrived, and he would not rest until he had reclaimed all that was rightfully his.
Rising from the bed, Darth Maul approached the nearest water basin, its reflective surface glimmering under the warm glow of the crimson fire that illuminated his chambers aboard the Blood Star. He splashed cool water on his face, the sensation invigorating, washing away the remnants of the restless night. The room around him was as imposing as he was—a vast expanse of onyx marble, its dark sheen capturing the flicker of flames from the basins that lined the walls. Statues of his former selves, each a testament to his evolution, stood like sentinels, watching over him: the child, the apprentice, the savage warrior, and ultimately, the Dark Lord he had become.
As he dried his face, Maul's thoughts swirled with anticipation. He dressed quickly, sliding into his ebony robes, each fold and contour tailored perfectly to his lithe, powerful frame. The fabric whispered against his skin, a reminder of the finesse and strength he embodied. He reached for his double-bladed lightsaber, the weapon humming with dormant energy. As he summoned it to his grasp, the blades ignited with a fierce hiss, bathing the chamber in a blood-red glow that mirrored the intensity of his resolve.
The crimson light danced across the marble, casting eerie shadows that seemed to writhe in response to his fury. Maul reveled in the power of the moment, feeling the Dark Side swell within him. This was more than just a weapon; it was a symbol of his vengeance, a harbinger of the blood he was destined to shed. Soon, he would unleash this fury upon his enemies, particularly the one who had wronged him most—Obi-Wan Kenobi.
As he steadied his breathing, focusing on the mission ahead, Maul reflected on every choice he had made since his rebirth. Each step had led him closer to this pivotal moment—the end of the war, the dismantling of his enemies, and the reclaiming of his rightful place in the galaxy. Victory was within his grasp, and with it, the sweet taste of revenge against the Jedi who had stolen so much from him.
With one last glance at his mirrored reflection, he stepped forward, the lightsaber illuminating his path as he left the sanctuary of his chambers. The Blood Star thrummed with anticipation, a fitting vessel for the storm that he was about to unleash upon Naboo. His brothers and allies awaited him, and together, they would carve a path of destruction that would echo through the annals of history. Today would mark the dawn of a new era—one where Darth Maul would reign supreme.
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junkkey · 2 months ago
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TURBO HALLOWEEN AU🎃🎃🎃
Sneek peak of my lil big blood thirsty bug (I dearly love him)
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I don't want him to look to "classic" but I don't want him to look out of place. I have to find the perfect in between of change.
Am also collecting ideas for the other members of the cast.
(Ralph as a werewolf, Vanelope as a "ghost" (a tormented soul if you will), Felix and Calhoun as monsters hunters ( action/protective heroes tends to look more human)
Feel free to suggest ideas if you'd like^^
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infamous-if · 1 year ago
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Another day, another angst-ridden POV from Amy ^^
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avi-mation · 8 months ago
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Sneak peak for my entry for @boatemvillagezine
It’s out on June 1st!
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