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Natural selection at its finest
#fanart#doodles#dc red robin#dc batman#dc#dc fanart#dc universe#dc comics#bruce wayne#dc bruce wayne#dc tim drake#tim drake fanart#tim drake robin#tim drake wayne#tim drake#dc jason todd#jason todd fanart#dc red hood#the red hood#red hood fanart#jason todd#batman fanart#batfam#dc robin#Tim’s survival instincts left to get the milk#in fact they eloped with his common sense as well#hand in hand they ran off to Paris#left Tim to “fend” for himself#fyi Timmy’s got like two black eyes and a shattered cheekbone
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pics that make you go "oh I KNOW he eated a trash"
#transformers one#tf one#transformers#tfo#tf one bumblebee#b 127#bumblebee#tf one elita#elita#elita one#elita 1#making bee a dr. pepper drinker despite it not making any sense in-universe simply bc it brings me joy#anyway#i feel like they didnt treat the workers in sublevel 50 well if at all#(leaning towards the “if at ALL”)#and that includes making sure theyre fed and stuff#i mean orion and d16 were the first people bee saw in AGES so clearly they werent hand delivering energon down there#they probably just remotely dropped some down occasionally but that “occasionally” could be anything#so i feel like bee had to go through some unsavory “food-like” items to survive#feel so bad being mean to him yet i keep drawing these things so...#dr pepper
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How The Nocturnal Bottleneck and Nipples Make Us Human
Almost every post here considers what humans do have, really. It’s a little tiring; realistically every world has its harsh environments and vicious species and a sophont to match. We probably wouldn’t be unique for our adaptability or our persistence or even adrenaline
But our evolution is fucked up as hell, to put it lightly.
Mammals went through what’s been dubbed the nocturnal bottleneck essentially since the start of the mesozoic right up until the Cretaceous ended the archosaur’s exclusive hold over the daylight. We lost a lot of things from every mammal spending most of its time in either a cramped, suffocating burrow or scrounging around in the faint hours of nighttime. Our blood cells lost their nuclei to hold more oxygen while we spent time deep underground, we lost protections against ultraviolet rays in our skin and eyes, we can’t even repair our own DNA using the light of the sun. Most aliens probably wouldn’t have such traits unless their evolution followed a very similar path to ours. They’d be able to see ultraviolet and wouldn’t have to worry about sunburn and all the wonderful privileges essentially all fish, birds, amphibians, and reptiles enjoy as we speak.
There’s also what we gained from spending so much time in the dark.
Brown fat is only found in mammals, it’s a special type of fat which bear cells with several oil droplets and are utterly jammed with mitochondria. This lets it make heat, a lot of it, fast. We don’t even need to shiver to induce this heat generation from brown adipose tissue - factor in our downright hyperactive mitochondria, and we can warm up quickly. Sure, it doesn’t have too much use in adult humans, but it keeps our infants warm and still provides a little boost the whole run we have in this universe.
Unless aliens also went through a time where their small ancestors had to face cold nights, they’d have to produce heat the old fashioned way when chilled. Aliens might have to shiver the whole time they’re in a cold room while the human watches in confusion, quite literally unshaken, and wonders if the room is a lot colder than the thermostat set to 60 says. The aliens stare at their companion in confusion, it’s just a normal temperature to shiver at after all, how is the human sitting so still?
Our small ancestors spending all their time out foraging at night is also why we have such a good sense of touch, smell, and hearing. They were more important senses than vision (we’re lucky to have even redeveloped basic color vision, frankly) at the time and place and simply ended up continuing to serve us well. Birds and reptiles rarely have acute senses of smell and the latter especially are lucky to have acute hearing, and birds rarely have impeccable hearing themselves either. Our skin is free of scales and honed to sensitivity, and our external ears and complicated ear bones provide an immense range of hearing (from 20 all the way to 17,000 hertz!).
Aliens might not be able to pin down the chirp of a cricket or the light click of a lock being picked. The human might be the only one on board a ship that can pick out the finer sounds of the engine’s constant thrum and know the critical difference between when everything is fine and when something is wrong. The human could probably pick out the sounds of an approaching enemy’s careless footsteps - they’re only as light enough for *them* to stop hearing them, after all - and be the one to see the horrified expression (well, more on that later) on their face when we get the drop on them in spite of their perceived stealth.
But perhaps the most versatile, convoluted, amazing, and utterly unique trait we have is right on your face this instant. Lips.
Lips in most animals are a simple seal to hold in the mouth’s moisture and protect the teeth, even if they’re supple they’re NEVER muscular except in mammals, and we have only one thing to thank for it; milk and nipples. Lips evolved exclusively to allow babies to suckle, it required a vacuum to be created in the mouth, and with no other animal having anything like a nipple it never happened in other animals. Many animals make milk, to be frank, but no other animal has nipples.
Your cheeks and lips are a marvel among tetrapods, no other animal can suck like mammals can. Aliens wouldn’t have straws or even be able to sip from the edge of a glass, they’d have to have a proboscis or simply tilt the whole thing back. Aliens likely won’t have woodwind instruments or balloons you can blow into. We take so much about our lips for granted. Hell, our muscular faces are vital for expressions, we’re probably absolute facial contortionists among a cast of creatures with mandibles and beaks and expressionless scaly maws. Aliens might find us ridiculously easy to read, if anything, compared to their own kind (all the better to deceive them) - or perhaps they’d find us hard to decipher anyways, with our lack of color-changing skin or erectable crests of bright feathers. Baring teeth might not be seen as a sign of aggression in most of the universe, smiling would be all too distinctly human.
Perhaps with how infectious we are sometimes, that’s what we’d contribute to the universe; others might have to make do with opening their mouths just enough to show their teeth or splaying their innumerable mouthparts with just the right curve, but perhaps we’d teach the galaxy to smile, one ally at a time.
Wouldn’t that be amazing?
#humans are space fae#humans are space orcs#humans are weird#humans are strange#I’m seeing a lot of people in these tags just kind of disregard the nature of life and the universe#Unfortunately there probably aren’t mediterranean worlds without desert ‘nor tundra and life easy enough that losing a limb#wasn’t considered evolutionarily advantageous to be able to survive.#There will be wolves and tigers and bears all the same on alien worlds#and life will probably be hard everywhere in the galaxy#and there will be hatred and wars and love and hope and the burning feeling in thing’s vital organs when they just need to go a little more#and that’s what makes it life.#Sorry for ranting in the tags lol…
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What comic is the bottom left image of springtrap from? (On the post where you say why you draw him blocky)
It’s from this comic!! A very normal father son reunion
Og post here
#ask reply#I still love this comic#THE backgrounds how both Springtrap and Michael looks??? perfect peak love#I gotta do more jokes around fnaf 3#mostly because I love the setting of Fazbear frights itself!#a fnaf horror attraction in universe is just so cool#phone dude is cool#I love how Michael was probably at Fazbear frights for awhile too#seeing phone dude says ‘welcome back’#and the survival logbook just heavily implies Michael was writing in it during that game#with all the foxy drawings repping Michael and all#ITS JUST overall a cool location with many interesting details#maybe I should draw Hudson and Michael being coworkers sometime#all three phone dude Hudson and Michael being buddies pff#no promises but imagine 🩵🩵 maybe 🩵#shout out to fnaf 3 enjoyers 💚
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Ode to Sleep
#this lagged my entire browser out#pressure#pressure roblox#roblox pressure#roblox#roblox art#pressure fanart#sebastian solace#p.ai.nter#p.ai.nter pressure#sebpainter#if you squint#i dont think theres a universe where they both survive
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QUICK NO ONE'S LOOKING
(See readmore for thoughts, cope, bonus, etc.)
Anyone else up thinking about Ratio's big, strong, secure arms and how warm and all-consuming they could be in a hug or embrace. :/ Anyway
I just wanted to draw them being cute and seizing a sliver of a moment where they could have some PDA silly time without actually having any eyes on them. They're public figures and working adults with very clear boundaries between public persona and private life (to varying degrees of "in a sad way"), so while it may be in Aventurine's nature to constantly blur lines for various agendas and self-preservation (read: play "the flirt" without an aligned goal), I believe that in an actual relationship they'd be fairly private.
It's kind of fun to break your own rules, though! Ratio would be more upset about the consequences, though. He's a little bit of a hypocrite, which is devastating for someone of such discipline, but nobody's perfect.
I'm of the mentality of, "If you're tired of working on it, then just post it!", so here are some fun peripherals that I didn't feel like adding:
Some staff in the background sweeping up to evoke a blended sense of fragile privacy and liminal time.
A laptop on the aquarium/bar/counter because there's something fascinating about seeing people on their work laptops in public.
The rest of their clothes (casual friday)
#hsr#dr. ratio#aventurine#aventio#ratiorine#my art#hsr fanart#there's nothing profound about this I just like drawing cute fluff. I'm having fun with my Gay Working Adults Romance#epic universe! still have to get on a conference call with ten people kind of thing#i'm always thinking about how both of them control the personality they convey very meticulously#how it's a survival mechanism for aventurine but some... other thing for ratio....#it's practicality and discipline and ideals.#it's also ''midnight on a sunday'' so i am going to schedule this to post at a ''normal hour''#and then ''go to bed''#what wip do i work on next. the answer is probably nothing i've already started#my art: hsr#aventurine doing his evil flirting thing to rile people up 🤝 ratio trying to ''be in character'' on the IPC broadcast and making his and#aventurine's work partnership ''seem blurry and messy''#= manufactured youtuber drama#they're going home and ratio's going to bake some fish dude!!!! aventurine is LLLLLLITERALLLYYYYY turning on the radio#and helping him peel carrots.#and most importantly#they are NOT googling themselves ‼
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"You are far too nice // Mercy has a price"
[Ruthlessness; Jorge Rivera-Herrans]
Nautilus Jason.
#the nautilus is one of my favorite animals of all time. look at it just a little guy. like jason robin#also it can survive being bought up to the surface which most deep sea creatures cannot <- metaphor for jason clawing his way to the surfac#the background is my own hand and this nautilus shell i got from the thrift store#jason todd#my art#batfam#jason peter todd#red hood#batman utrh#robin jason#robin jason todd#jaybin#jason todd robin#dc robin#robin dc#dc comics#dc universe#batman fanart#utrh#red hood fanart#robin iii#epic the musical#batman#under the red hood#the red hood#dcu#dc fanart
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Timothy Drake-Wayne and Red Robin don't hold grudges. Someone could try to stab them, and he would still greet them amicably.
Tim, however, absolutely holds grudges. He'll forgive his siblings for betrayal or attempted homicide, but every piece of technology they own is obliterated if they touch his Zesti.
The lines he'll cross are more extreme if he's holding a grudge for someone else.
A person mentioned three years ago that Robin's (Damian's) outfit looks stupid. They still get every single red light when they drive.
That new JL member that implied Batman is too cold-hearted to be a hero? Every embarrassing moment of theirs on patrol (including tripping) is uploaded onto YouTube as failure compilations.
Duke knows it's no coincidence that every jerk he's mentioned to Tim has been aggressively dealt with. He fully utilizes this but allows himself plausible deniability.
Tarantula hasn't been heard from in years. No one knows what exactly happened to her, but rumors indicate she suffered greatly.
A goon that had gotten a lucky hit on Red Hood ended up at the police station 24 hours later with all the bones in their dominant hand broken.
Any person that makes ableist comments about Barbara has their information directly sent to her. She prefers to deal out the retribution. Steph is similar, but she'll sometimes ask Tim to join her.
Cass treats the experience as a siblings bonding trip whenever someone is stupid enough to slight her in front of Tim.
#dc comics#dc universe#dc robin#batman#tim drake#bruce wayne#damian wayne#dc red robin#dick grayson#jason todd#duke thomas#cassandra wayne#barbara gordon#dc red hood#dc nightwing#dc signal#tim is petty#tim may not care about his own survival but he'll be damned if he forgives slights against his family
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#the terror#the terror bts#nieve nielsen#christos lawton#david walmsley#nive nielsen#charlie kelly#ronan raftery#liam garrigan#matthew mcnulty#behind the scenes#christos lawton our lord and savior#solomon tozer#william plinkgton#william heather#thomas blanky#john irving#thomas hartnell#thomas jopson#the bee guy#lady silence#thoman armitage#john diggle#btw christos lawton got like 100 followers overnight bc of the bts#i'm not survivng david walmsley's smily head tilt to pose#it's a 0.001 millisecond but to me is everything#Jack Colgrave Hirst#looks like a tired professor and nive nielsen like the student who just (barely) survived the test#still glasses!tharnell is a whole universe i didnt know i wanted to explore#i know i'm sounding insane in these tags but uploading video on tumblr takes like a lifetime. i could be here writing my biography.
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controversial eddie munson opinion, but tbh i think eddie has not the slightest fucking clue about hanky code; he wears a bandanna in his back pocket because james hetfield did it, because 80s metal aesthetics were playing a game of telephone with the gay leather scene courtesy of rob halford and a huge chunk of their fans had no clue
#stranger things#eddie munson#i mean i think he figures it out pretty quick in a universe where he survives high school and moves to a city#but eddie munson age 19-maybe-20 in the year 1986 in rural indiana? he has no idea
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The First's Fury
(I would like to do a complete version of this, but I don't think I have the time, this sketch took like 3/4 hours??? But I have very happy with the result)
Finished version!
#linked universe#lu#lu fanart#godslayer sky#lu sky#lu legend#lu four#lu time#lu twilight#lu wind#lu warriors#lu hyrule#lu wild#lu dink#lu dark link#sketch#fan art#my art#don't worry#Sky wounds Dink#and he has to escape#the others are injuried and exausted but none of them are cursed#they all survive
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Reasons I would never be in a fantasy novel:
I have two parents, both of them very much alive, and I look exactly like them.
Prophecies--girl, HOW am I supposed to hear a very important something or other ONE TIME and then remember if exactly in italics
Actually short term memory and slow sound processing in general definitely wouldn't help me out
Dreams--I fear I'm only capable of the 'mildly inconvenient nonsense' type of dream and not the 'evil one spelling out certain doom to me while I sleep' variety
I have the reflexes of an aged sea turtle
I have no friends
People would probably peg me as the smart one (I get good grades, have nerdy hobbies, and like spouting randon facts), but in fact I suck at riddles as well as at thinking under pressure, thinking outside the box, and recalling information that's actually important to a situation at any convenient time, so that wouldn't go well
I'd be dead, guys
#id be dead guys#never let me into a fantasy novel#i fear i would not survive#harry potter#harry potter universe#percy jackson#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo universe#narnia#chronicles of narnia#kotlc#fantasy#fantasy novel#fantasy universe
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Art for Chapter 1 of "Travel Through the Darkness" by @mariasparrow ! (Also happy late birthday🎉)
Hope you like it❤️
#i put so much detail in the door carvings and you can't see them lol#this was a good challenge for me!#ive never drawn the light from stained glass windows#and obviously there's room for improvement#but it looks decent for a first time😊#this story is SO GOOD#it has some super dark themes but it's done so tastefully#like#the themes aren't glorified#they're just a part of the world and it shows how broken it is#SUCH good lore and world building!#this fic has my favorite characterization of Hyrule❤️❤️#he and Aurora are BEANS❤️❤️#linked universe#linkeduniverse#lu fanart#the legend of zelda#loz#adventures of link#legend of Zelda 2#link#zelda#lu hyrule#lu aurora#tag by request:#this is what you look like when your survive legend of Zelda 2#lol
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Dean’s minding his own business, sipping on a beer and leering at the bartender, when a guy that admittedly has about four inches and a good twenty pounds of muscle on him storms over and shoves him in the arm.
He tenses, getting to his feet and preparing for a fight even as he’s wondering what he did to piss him off. Maybe the bartender’s his girl? Jesus, Dean was just looking, he can’t get mad at just looking when his girl look likes that.
“Dude, what the hell?” the guy demands. “I know you’re pissed at me right now, but just leaving me back there – do you know how many bars it took to find you? You’re a jackass.”
He’s not taking a swing, instead standing with crossed arms – fuck, this guy is huge, he’d really like to avoid a fight here – and scowling at him, his long hair falling into his eyes as he looks down at him. Dean wishes he had any idea what was going on right now. “Look, man, relax.” The guy’s eyes narrow, his shoulders lifting and expanding as he takes in a deep breath, as if he needs any help to look bigger. Before he can say anything, Dean adds, “I think you’ve got me confused with someone else.”
He rolls his eyes. “Yeah, okay. Fuck off.” He presses his lips together, somehow appearing smaller in the next moment without actually moving. “Look, I know you’re mad about heaven, you’ve made that pretty fucking clear, but you can’t just walk off and turn off your phone. I figured you were just being an ass, but something could have happened to you. If you’re ignoring me, at least let me know you’re ignoring me.”
The guy doesn’t look like he’s tweaking, or suffering some sort of head injury. His eyes are clear and his voice is steady. But Dean has no idea what he’s talking about. “Dude, you’ve really got me confused with someone else.”
“Dean!” he snaps, which woah, okay, he wasn’t expecting that. “This isn’t funny.”
“I’m not laughing,” he says. “How do you know my name?”
He stares at him, uncertainty entering his eyes for the first time. “Are you feeling okay? You didn’t come across Zachariah or a witch or something in the past couple hours?”
He doesn’t know who Zachariah is, but the casual mention of witches makes him frown. Is this guy a hunter or something? He figures he’d remember meeting him, but maybe not.
“Everything okay over here?” Dad’s hand lands heavily on his shoulder, and Dean shifts enough to see him giving the guy a hard stare that has sent more than one man running in the other direction.
Dean almost rolls his eyes – he’s thirty one years old, he doesn’t need his dad coming over to save him – but he makes the effort so rarely that Dean can’t help but be warmed by it.
The guy pales, mouth dropping open as he stares at Dad like he’s seen a ghost. “You – Christo.”
Okay, definitely a hunter. Dad raises an eyebrow. “I’m not a demon.”
The guy grabs for Dean, yanking on his hand. Dean jerks back, but he’s already gotten his long fingers around his ring. He pulls it off and Dean is about to break his jaw to get it back, but he tosses it to Dad, who catches it on instinct. Dean doesn’t get it until he does. His ring is silver. He’s checking if Dad is a shifter, which okay, that’s one thing. Dean’s more concerned about how he knows his ring is silver. The guy’s voice cracks when he says, “Dad?”
Dad raises an eyebrow. “I think you’re a little confused.”
“Dean, what’s going on?” he asks, grabbing onto the sleeve of his jacket. Dean should push him off. “What,” his gaze drops down, and if possible he goes even paler. “Oh. Oh, fuck.”
Dean looks down, sees the guy’s eyes stuck on his amulet. “What?”
“I don’t understand,” he says, biting on his lower lip. “Is this some sort of – but you’re still hunters. Is Mom alive?”
Dean flinches.
“Okay,” Dad says. “That’s enough. You walk this off or whatever, but you do it somewhere else–”
“Dad, it’s me,” he says plaintively. “It’s Sam. Your son.”
Dean doesn’t remember moving, only that the next moment his hands are fisted in the front of this asshole’s shirt, his blood thrumming under his skin. “Shut up. Shut the fuck up.”
He puts his hands on Dean’s wrists, stupid earnest and soft and Dean’s going to kick his ass. “Dean. It’s me. I have to exist in this world, right? The demon was after me, if I wasn’t here then there wouldn’t have ben a fire, Mom wouldn’t have died, you guys wouldn’t be hunters. I have to be around somewhere.”
Dean tries to shove him away, but he won’t let go of his hands. “Shut up! You don’t – don’t talk about my family.”
The worst thing he ever did, his biggest failure. Sometimes the weight of it gets to be so heavy that it feels like it should be cracking his ribs, pressing his heart until it bursts. Sometimes he wishes it would.
He swallows before letting go with one hand and reaching into his pocket to pull something out. It takes Dean a moment to see it’s his amulet, the one he’s worn since he was twelve years old, back when Bobby still talked to them. “My name is Samuel Winchester. I was named after my mother’s father. I was born on May 2, 1983. When I was eight years old, Bobby gave me this amulet. He said it was a protection charm. I was originally planning to give it to Dad for Christmas, but he didn’t show up. Another in a long line of disappointments, right? So I gave it to you instead. Because even when you’re being a jerk, you’ve never let me down.”
Dean’s eyes are burning. He tries to shake off his grip, but he won’t let go. Why is Dad just standing there? “Stop! Stop. I don’t know what game you’re playing–”
“No game,” he says, gentle voice a counterpoint to the grip that’s absolutely going to bruise. “I need you to believe me, Dean, please–”
“My brother died when he was six months old,” he cuts him off. “Samuel Winchester is dead. He’s been dead for twenty six years.”
His fault, his fault, all his fault. If he’d just listened to Dad –
“Not where I’m from,” he says, and it’s crazy, it’s all crazy. “Please. Ask me anything. I’ll prove it. Hell, let’s go to a clinic, we can take a DNA test. I’m Sam. I’m your brother. And I need your help.”
“You mentioned a demon,” Dad says quietly.
The guy, who’s not Sam, who can’t be Sam, tears his eyes away from Dean to look at Dad. “Yeah. Azazel. The yellow eyed demon.”
Dad rubs a hand over his mouth. “I never told anyone about that.”
Dean snaps his head towards Dad. “What? You said you didn’t know what killed Mom! That we were searching for it!”
“We are,” Dad says. “It never resurfaced again. I’ve been looking for the signs.”
The guy frowns. “He started up again when I was twenty two.”
“Not here,” Dad says, looking him up and down, something hungry in his eyes.
Dad believes him. Dad thinks that this is Sammy.
“Let’s discuss this back at the room,” Dad says. “Come on.”
He heads towards the door, sure that he’s going to be followed. The – Sam, maybe Sam, he rolls his eyes, but goes after him. He only stops when his grip on Dean’s wrist jerks him back, because Dean’s not moving, can’t make himself move. He flushes, letting go of Dean finally, but he takes a step closer. His eyebrows pull together in concern, and now that Dean’s looking, he sort of sees it, sees the planes of Dad’s face and his eyes in this stranger with his brother’s name. “Hey, are you okay?”
No.
“Let’s go,” he says, striding forward, shoulders hunched.
Sam falls into step beside him easily, matching his strides like it’s second nature. Dean swallows around the lump in his throat and tries to pretend it means nothing.
#zachariah dropping sam into an alternate universe where he's dead like this will solve ... something#sam earnestly trying to convince dean he's in the better universe because all sam does is ruin everything around him#he tells dean every terrible thing he would have had to endure if sam had survived the fire#all dean hears is that there's universe out there where he's not alone#supernatural
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Anyways. I think Oren and Pinki should get to both survive horror mode and be fixed up.
Pinki gets her face back, Oren’s ribs get put back to where they’re supposed to be and everyone lives happily ever after ✨
I mean. As happily as they can being like. Uber traumatized.
Anyways I think it would be silly if Pinki just drags Oren around on his skateboard when he dissociates
#They’re both very traumatized but at least they have each other okay#Look I think Pinki deserves better than having her face ripped off and her boyfriend brutally killed#So she gets surgery and now just has a very scarred face but AT LEAST SHE HAS ONE#And yeah Oren is there bc I love him and there is no universe where I accept his canon death#These two deserve better okay#Also rant aside#Sprunkis are so silly goofy#I love drawing them lmao#Sprunki#Sprunki Pinki#Sprunki Oren#Y’know what#I think everyone deserves to survive horror mode actually
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Combatting art block once more by drawing one of my favorite comfort characters :)
#my art#linked universe#doodles#linkeduniverse#linked universe fanart#lu legend#have a tiny baby legend and also a post-Lu legend#assuming he survives#(I very much hope he does)#These are very messy but messy art is better than none at all#Legend’s pointy nose my beloved#Legend’s color scheme my beloved
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