#thanks for asking again :3
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11. What is your favorite Studio Ghibli film and why?
my all-time favorite Studio Ghibli film is, hands down, Princess Mononoke. it just has such a sad and serene vibe throughout the entire movie, and just ever so lightly touches on deeper lore that is barely explained and leaves lots of room for the imagination. so much of that movie is just lodged firmly in my subconscious and just influences so much of my world view and the way I write and worldbuild and create. also i fucking loved like every single character in that movie, there are no bad guys in Princess Mononoke and no one is evil no matter what the other side says.
also the fact that it's the movie my mum would always put on for me when i was sick because it was my favorite as a kid probably also contributes to that
#the world is cursed... but still we find reasons to keep on living#i love morally grey characters and complex stories#yeah Eboshi is fucking up the forests but she's doing it for good reasons#and yeah the spirits are killing people but only because they're protecting themselves and those around them#and jigo might be doing. That. but even he's not evil#just a normal person with selfish wishes#and at the end of the day most things we call 'evil' or 'villainous' is just someone acting in their own interest at someone else's expense#no one is the villain in their own story#ask#lexi barks#thanks for asking again :3
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did you know that i love your interpretation of dustberry. like with all my heart. along with your various aus (especially rock band). but your version of dustberry takes the cake.
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#zu art#comic#ask#zu is happy#murderswap#dustberry#undertale#undertale au#utmv#meme#murder!sans#us!sans#swap!sans#underswap!sans#blueberror#thank you sooo much!! <3#couldn't resist drawing them again heh#it's not BB's day yet but take him too ;D#the doomed ship ever#my heart will always ache for them
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If there is not an Oct 24th Grian can I get a happy birthday from the birb?
mod owl is feeling a bit better so a wild life!Grian happy birthday to you! he's saying it as loud as he can he promises he's just very small
#mcyt#grian#wild life smp#grian fanart#daily-grian#mod owl#trafficblr#life series spoilers#Anonymous#ask#still got a lot of guest grians in the inbox though so will be continuing to use those for a bit while i continue to recover 👍#many thanks again for the submissions the guest grians are always appreciated <3 especially rn <3
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Wow crazy how it’s been two months since mha ended. what the hell was that btw
#BNHA#MHA#Shigaraki Tomura#Himiko Toga#Dabi#Touya Todoroki#Shuichi Iguchi#Atsuhiro Sako#Mr Compress#Spinner#Actually so ass I still can't believe it really ended that way. like how was that written by the same guy who made MVA wtf happened#genuinely what was it all for Horikoshi don't piss me off#sorry this is so messy I saw what day it was and had to draw something. remember when the manga was good. I do#ANYWAYS I want to start posting art again but it probably wont be MHA unless its old stuff that never left drafts or if someone asks for it#i'll probably be drawing a lot of epics related stuff (iliad odyssey gilgamesh etc.) and also d. 🤢dc sorry in advance#also trigun <3 <- shoutout to good media thanks Nightow#Anyways how have y'all been#Art by me
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waves!! hiiii so i wanted to ask if you could perhaps like, draw N or like J from murderdrones bc i love them and i think they would look so cool in your style!!
i love your art sm, byeee
hiiiiiiiiii i just did J but hope that is acceptable ^_^
#thank youuuu also <33333333gweegeghehege#i havent gotten around to watching md either LOL i might soon I’m just bad at this#but for the longest time i thought they all had digitigrade legs so i decided to incorporate it here anyway jdjdjgjjdfj#again i hope this is acceptable <3 this may be the last time i draw something i’m not too familiar of as a request but who knows#ask#anon#murder drones#serial designation j#my art
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part one here. ze part two to touch-starved stevie that absolutely no one requested hehe <3 but i gots to let my boys have a wee kiss :")
So, hugs with Eddie become… well, a thing.
Not a thing. They’re not a thing, Steve and Eddie. It’s totally the same as when he gets hugs from Robin. Eddie’s doing him a favour as a friend. It’s got the 100% platonic energy of getting a hug from a friend — a hug that usually melts into some form of a cuddle, limbs all tangled together until they can’t tell whose are whose.
Except, Steve doesn’t really do that second part with Robin. Like he hasn’t done it ever with Robin.
So, it’s an Eddie thing.
But they’re not a thing. Not matter how much Steve would actually very much like for that happen. Okay, maybe Steve’s overthinking the whole thing a bit, but he just can’t tell.
Where’s the line? It’s infuriating not being able to discern between platonic and more, just because Steve wasn’t held enough as a fucking baby. Out of all the things he resents his parents for, Steve’s surprised that this is so near the top.
Because, sure, Steve’s had more than his fair share of hookups. He knows that sort of touch. He knows the shape of lust; the scrapes of fingernails down backs, the tight grips over skin, the push and pull of the heat of the moment.
And this thing with Eddie… is not that.
So, really, Steve knows that it’s all friendly. Eddie is just being nice. He’s being a decent dude and helping his friend out — by catapulting himself into Steve’s arms at every opportune moment.
(Steve’s only dropped 3 mugs of coffee because of this so far. It’s only because Eddie says good catch, big boy with a devilish grin every time that Steve manages to catch Eddie that Steve hasn’t completely told him to knock it off. Just yet, at least.)
And he’s different in other areas. He’ll always seem to choose the seat next to Steve on movie-nights now, content to snuggle right up to him. They get thigh to thigh, arm to arm — and Eddie only needs to get about 20 minutes in for him to do a big sigh, like an old dog, and slump over, resting his head on Steve’s shoulder.
Steve notices though. He always notices.
It’s impossible not to— the skin, even if there’s 3 layers between them, burns blazing warm. Eddie’s hair drapes over his arm, a curl inevitably tickling along Steve’s collar. He can feel the rise and fall of Eddie’s breathing, the little shake of when he laughs.
It drives Steve a little insane— insane in the way that makes him think about burying his fingers in those curls again, about pressing his lips against Eddie’s pretty mouth just to feel the smile against his skin, about digging into his chest so he can climb into his chest and live there.
Yeah, it’s— well, it’s safe to say that the effect of Eddie’s touchiness has sent what was once a fleeting thought of a crush into mind-melting levels of affection.
But he can’t fucking tell.
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To Steve’s credit, neither can Eddie.
Which is not surprisingly considering sometimes he catches himself wondering how the hell he ended up here; in a close-knit friendship with band-geek Robin Buckley, princess Nancy Wheeler, and King Steve Harrington.
Okay, the Robin one sort of makes sense. He thinks that if no matter when their paths crossed, he and Robin would’ve always even some sort of strange friends - her snark complimenting his bitchiness. Also, the whole super queer thing helps too. Even the friendship with Nancy works, in its own weird way.
Steve though? He’s the fucking curve ball.
It works though, the two of them. Surprisingly well, actually — the two of them get on like a house on fire, bitchy quips back and forth. Even better, is the quiet that they can share. Steve loves to come around and do… nothing. Do nothing with Eddie, though.
So, even though Eddie had noticed the tension in Steve with touch, little moments where he turned rigid when Eddie’s usual wandering hands got too comfortable — Eddie chalked it up to the usual. Guys bring too uncomfortable with him, too weird about another guy being touchy. It didn’t matter than Eddie wasn’t even out to Steve yet, he was still might be that type of guy.
Well, Eddie had certainly thought so. Sure, Steve might not be one of those jocks who smacked around boys who looked too long in the locker room, but if he knew a smidge of the truth, who really knows. It would explain the tenseness at least.
But then— ‘Can I… have a hug?’ There had been a dozen things Eddie was thinking that Steve could’ve asked for but that? Wasn’t even in the ballpark. It was so left-field it left Eddie speechless for a whole moment. And Steve had been staring at the ceiling, his hands curled up tight again like- like he thought Eddie might say no.
A ridiculous thought, honestly. Anyone who knew Eddie well enough knew he was touchy; loved giving it, loved getting it. Like an overly affectionate cat, Wayne had once called him, just 11 years old, because Eddie’s need for affection seem to never be sated.
After that night, Steve’s lack of touch became far more obvious. It’s always hair ruffles or high-fives, yet never hugs. Normally, Eddie would keep to that boundary; some people are less touchy other than others, he knows that.
But… “Sometimes I realise it’s been awhile, since I’ve had some touch.” That’s what Steve had said, his words. Eddie doesn’t even think he meant to say something so heartbreaking. In fact, the guy seemed embarrassed.
It had thrown Eddie for a loop— because Steve gets around. He’s nearly notorious for one-night stands and failed flings, as Robin loves to drone on about considering she’s subjected to all the flirting. What had originally been a point of envy for Eddie, just saturates the bleakness of Steve’s words. Sex but without a moment of intimacy.
So, while Eddie is miles away from being the person who gets into Steve’s pants — not for lack of want, mind you — he does try hike up the touchiness. Little things. Lingering when he taps him on the arm, hooking his chin over Steve’s shoulder to peer over it, leaning up against him when they’re side by side watching a film.
It’s good. It helps Eddie release the pressure of his stupid monumental god-awful crush he has. Yeah, yeah, it’s laughable, even to Eddie. It’s like Gay 101; don’t get crush on straight dudes, especially the ones you’re friends with. And yet…
Steve lets him. He lets Eddie give him touch, more than he lets anyone else. He still tenses; there’s still always a moment before he can remember to relax, like he’s trying to shake off bad thoughts but then he melts. He always melts into Eddie’s touch eventually — in a way Eddie knows Steve actually loves it, drinks it up as much as he can.
And maybe, Eddie is the biggest fool to grace the Earth to let that fact give him some hope. Sue his gooey heart, he’s a romantic. It’s a quiet hope but, it’s there.
Tonight, it seems relaxing for Steve is been harder than usual— several times has Eddie traced a quite long along Steve’s arms, a subtle point that they were far too tense for someone who was wrapped up in cuddles on the couch. ‘Cos that’s 100% what they are now. Eddie will still call them hugs, but usually, when it’s just the two of them, it becomes this.
Steve, tucked up into the corner of the couch, one leg flush along the back of the couch and one hanging off the edge. It’s the prime position for Eddie to crawl up, wind his arms around Steve’s middle and give him a good squeeze and then settle there. Head on Steve’s chest, lying in the cradle of his hips. Safe. Warm.
It makes him warm, oh very warm to know that he gets this. That Steve doesn’t give this amount of trust to many, if any, other people but Eddie — he trusts Eddie.
“Y’know,” Eddie says, cheeks smushed against the plain of Steve’s pec. It feels deliciously warm and Eddie’s fairly sure he can feel how toned it is just through his cheek. Hot bastard. “I’m actually real glad you asked for that hug all those weeks ago.”
He leaves it there ‘cos he knows Steve will ask. Eddie’s eyes stay on the buzzing tv-screen even as Steve’s head shifts, turning to peer down at the boy slumped on his chest. Eddie’s pretty sure he can see Steve’s mouth twitch up into a smile.
“Yeah?”
“Oh yeah,” Eddie affirms, giving a nod and his eyes flick up to meet Steve’s for just a moment. “Think I’ve had some of the best hugs in the world.”
Okay, that was maybe more honest and sappy than Eddie was going for. He is just letting Steve know he isn’t just doing it for Steve — that he enjoys these moments just as much. He lays it on thick, tries for a smarmy angle.
“Swept up in these pillowy arms?” He croons, giving Steve’s bicep a quick squeeze, making the other chuckle softly. “Who wouldn’t think so? I’m a lucky guy.”
Despite the joking tone, there’s no quick comeback from Steve. That’s alright. Eddie’s quite happy if this is one of the times Steve just takes the compliment; let’s the word sink in and hopefully, believes them, even if it’s just a little bit. He watches the film and doesn’t read into the silence.
Not even when Steve says, “Eddie?” all soft. Nearly shy sounding. It doesn’t quite register to Eddie’s ears.
“Mm?”
“Eddie.” Steve says again, a little firmer and that catches Eddie’s attention. He turns his head and rests his chin on Steve’s chest, his brows drawn together in silent question.
But the moment he makes eye contact, Steve’s doing that scrunched up face again. Is studying the ceiling instead of facing Eddie. And just like all those weeks ago, his hands clench up tight. Twists up the fabric of Eddie’s sweater in between his fingers and uses it to ground himself.
Last time, he asked for a hug. Considering he’s currently just about squishing Steve beneath his body weight, Eddie can’t fathom what he might be worked up to ask for. Unless he was going to ask for something more than a hug— which, well, just wasn’t going to happen, even if Eddie really wanted it to.
“Can I-” Steve starts. He sucks in a breath, almost like he’s gathering courage. But he’s not, because he’s not about to ask for what Eddie hopes for, he’s not, he’s—
Unless…?
“Can I… have a kiss?” Steve asks, barely audible. The sentence is murmured, soft words that hit Eddie like a gentle kiss in itself — imprinting right onto his heart. Steve Harrington wants a kiss — from him!
“Oh.” Eddie says, in a breathy delightful way. He’s fairly certain the little monkey in his brain is clapping its cymbals at double-speed as the words process; or maybe it’s his heart, which feels like it’s leapt up his throat.
“Oh?” Steve echoes, a smile already playing at the edges of his mouth, because he can see Eddie’s want. Because he knows him.
“Yes.” Eddie says suddenly, with a frantic nod, pushing up closer so their faces are aligned. “Yes, absolutely, you can.” He affirms.
Steve huffs a quiet laugh at the eagerness and then his arm that had been slung around Eddie shifts. It moves up til his hand caresses along the line of Eddie’s jaw, tilting him just how he likes.
Eddie holds his breath. Counts the freckles he can see this close. Tries to feel Steve’s heartbeat through where they’re pressed so closely together; can Steve feel his? Thundering and hurried, beating so hard Eddie thinks he might bruise the inside of his ribs.
Then Steve kisses him. And shit, Steve’s lip are better by ten-fold than every daydream Eddie’s ever had about them. They’re warm and so soft — plush and pressing against his own and Eddie is freezing. Fuck, wait, how does this go again? Right, Eddie’s never… well, kissed anybody before.
Steve pulls back and Eddie screws his eyes up — not ready in the slightest for the disappointment of his own shoddy kissing skills. Fuck, did he really just freeze? Steve — Steve Harrington — asks for a kiss and Eddie decides to stab himself in the back by not figuring out how to fuck to kiss back.
“You call that a kiss?” Steve teases and Eddie’s well aware of the parallel — of the irony of Steve repeating his own words back at him. But he can’t make himself laugh even though it’s funny. Instead, a little groan wiggles out his throat.
“I’m sorry,” Eddie says, earnest. He forces his eyes opens — he needs to see what’s Steve’s thinking. Where he’s expecting disappointment or perhaps regret, is only patience. Maybe a touch of concern. Eddie continues, despite the humiliation that makes his throat sticky.
“I haven’t- I don’t do this often.” He coughs awkwardly clearing his throat and hoping it hides the next word. “Ever.”
There’s a jump in Steve’s eyebrows, a moment of surprise in his eyes that lets him know he did, indeed, hear that final word. It makes Eddie feel… well, it’s nice that Steve had expected him to have been kissed by now. Even if he hasn’t. He tries to take it as a compliment.
“That’s okay,” Steve assures. Absentmindedly, his thumb rubs soothing along Eddie’s jaw. It makes Eddie shiver, some outrageous amount of joy clawing into every nerve. Steve likes Eddie. He wants to kiss Eddie.
“Do you want to try again?”
Eddie nods before the questions even out of his mouth. Steve smiles, all sunshine. This time when he draws Eddie in, he notices the way Eddie holds his breath — the rigidness in his body.
Steve kisses him again, another short and soft one and then whispers against his lips, “Relax.”
‘Cos isn’t tonight just full of the parallels, Eddie thinks. He listens, tries to focus on how sweet Steve’s kiss is than his panicky heart, forcing out a breath between the kisses. His hands along Steve’s sides find a grip, grounding and good, and by the fourth kiss, he begins to feel a bit melty.
It’s good. It’s really good. Kissing Steve is top 5– nay, the top moment of his life so far. Somehow, it’s made all that much better knowing the build-up behind it. Knowing that Steve knows he isn’t just kissing him for a heat of the moment — that Eddie wants kisses here, kisses before bed, in the morning, on dates. Eddie wants Steve.
And with the way he kisses, Eddie’s pretty sure Steve wants him just as bad.
It doesn’t take long for Steve to reach what Eddie decides is an ultra pretty fuckin’ state; lips swollen from kisses, cheeks flushed, hair a little mussed up. He bets he looks no better. The thought makes him grin, enough they have to break the kiss ‘cos Eddie can’t stop his stupid happy grin ‘cos shit— he actually gets to have this Steve.
“What?” Steve asks, somehow half heart-eyed and half suspicious at the mischief in Eddie’s eyes.
“Can I... have a hickie?”
now with a part three !
#at this point call this the 'can i' series#sweet boys asking each other for things they most certainly would be given <3#but don't think they will <3#tried to flip it and make it so even tho eddie is used to touch. the romantic touch? he's got none! that's where he's touch-starved#ALSO EVERYONE'S TAGS WERE SO NICE ON THE LAST ONE#trust i am. not feelin so bad nowadays (me saying this like 4 days later lmao)#but <3 thank u all#gay ppl in my phone.... you know what to do#ruby writes steddie#steve x eddie#steddie#steddie fic#steddie ficlet#touch-starved steve harrington#not rlly anymore hehe#does anyone notice that it ends with yet another 'can i?" question? HEHE#yet again stib gets kisses where ruby doesn't but alas <3 dis is way fluffier this time#nearly went the angst route! and went hmmmm naur#ok ok i'll be quiet now
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Question, is there tiny soukoku corruption??????
With big Chuuya around I don't think Tiny would ever need to use Corruption. His tiny gravity manipulation isn't as strong.
But you got it in my head so let's picture it: there is this 3cm-tall dude that faintly glows red and throws deadly baseballs around. He's fast, dangerous, and, again, 3cm tall. Good luck catching, or even spotting him.
It's Chuuya who ends up having to catch him and throw him at Dazai like a ping pong ball so Dazai can nullify him. Or maybe throw Tinyzai at him. Your pick.
and then Tiny rolls over and starts snoring the hurt away because he's Chuuya and he's just built different.
tiny snore
#you made me think about it and therefore i'm making it everyone's problem#bonus for maximum hurt/comfort:#imagine both chuuyas ended up using corruption here and since the dazais (and/or anyone else there) can't catch tiniya-#-chuuya ends up getting back up and going after him like described above before passing out#thank you for coming to my ted talk#once again thank you remi for the brainstorm <3#tiny skk adventures#bsd#bungou stray dogs#bungo stray dogs#bsd fanart#bsd dazai#bsd dazai osamu#bsd chuuya#bsd nakahara chuuya#skk#soukoku#nawy's doodles#ask answered
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Make your OC play Uno with Megs please (lil guy is winning, I swear) 🫶🥴🫠
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my dumb fuck ass just spent 30 minutes trying to find Save Us White Girl and caved and "help white girl bg3" immediately returned it via google,,,,, had help white girl, white girl help stuck in my head,,,,,
THIS MADE ME LAUGH SO MUCH TBH I CANNOT BELIEVE IT CAN IMMEDIATELY BE FOUND LIKE THAT???? everyday this comic finds its way back to me and i'm unsure if i'll ever be able to outdo it... it might be my magnum opus, i fear... (this is a good thing)
#though in all honesty its one of my favorite comics ive done LOL#ALSO IM SORRY THIS IS SUCH A LATE RESPONSE </3#i swear i read all the anons i get and i love each and every one of them THANK YOU FOR SENDING IN ASKS#THEY MAKE ME SO HAPPY <3333#im just super slow and dont use my socials as much as id like to IM SORRYYYYYYY#but again this made me laugh thank you sm for sharing anon#bg3#baldur's gate 3#ask bob
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Does croissant and gale get married in your story?
It's certainly something they plan to do!
But not just yet.
🥐 Croissant Adventures Masterpost 🥐
#FINALLY! MORE BREADWEAVE! JUST FOR YOU!#Thank you for asking this - what a good way for me to segue into some post-game stuff! (this is pre-epilogue)#Croissant was never super into marriage so it's something they don't mind waiting on. And they want to make sure ALL their friends are ther#I also feel like Croissant never felt like they had a Purpose - so they've never had a place to direct all their energy#Now that they have this task they're going to go full Gale mode about it lol#Which I think Gale would be happy to oblige - reading a bunch of books to solve a problem seems right up his alley#Bc I'm not sure if I'll draw this - I envision Croissant focusing on figuring out how to magic Karlach's heart back to normal#while Gale works on some magic artifact to allow Astarion to be in the sun again#Both of them will be bad about having a proper sleep schedule#bg3#baldur's gate 3#croissant adventures#gale#gale dekarios#breadweave#asks#comics
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dare i say it but ur bald charles is so smackable. the way u draw his fuckass chrome dome w that shiny gleam on it gives me life. i’ve never wanted to slap anything the way i want to slap that bald head and it’s genuinely killing me that i can’t /pos
<3 ur art btw !!
i need to print this out and tape it to my wall for daily inspiration im so serious thank you so much....
i made his dome extra shiny for you anon
#xmen#charles xavier#professor x#snap sketches#wax and buffed it and everything ....#obsessed with this ask i fear ... thank you again ...#i wish i could slap his dome too tho im p sure a lot of peopled love to do that but anyways#i love a bald mfer ..... dare i say i wish i could smooch his dome but alas. ill make erik do it for me#the shine is a target actually. for slapping or smooching is up to you that why i make it so apparent vjlekajelk#anyways !!!! im sleeping now. good night everyone thank you for the chatter today <3 !!!!
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more cherryy or matchablossom huehe <3
long time no cherryy
#thank you for giving me an excuse to draw him again <3#sk8 the infinity#sk8#sk8 fanart#kaoru sakurayashiki#sk8 cherry#cherry sk8#kaoru sk8#sk8 kaoru#sk8 art#エスケーエイト#sakurayashiki kaoru#cherry blossom sk8#sk8 cherry blossom#illustration#digital art#doodle requests#ask#my art
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Hi! Actually, what's up with Aim's watch? Is there something more behind it?
Hii!╰(*´︶`*)╯The reason is simple: to keep track of time and compare it when needed ⏱︎ Time and space may be deceiving, but not the clockwork (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)
Anko & The Clock Riddle ♪
A little sketch cause the ask reminded me of him <3
#zu art#ask#anko#adult!aim#undertale#undertale au#utmv#he's that man from a textbook's dialogue who can always tell what time it is xp#oh my I ~lost track of time~ again :'D#thank you guys for patience! <3
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ok I’m literally in love (I’m.so normal I’m so normal I’m so n)with how u draw Dante/dante scars. how did u decide on the scars. what are the scars. where are the scars from. pleapslepelaplalslplpeewlpelepleplsplsplpeleplaplspleplepleplapplplplelapl
i MIGHT have gotten a little carried away with this but yeah! i'm not very good at anatomy but i tried my best. (edit: second page is meant to say guido not gubo T-T)
#limbus company#strbylmn art#ask manager#limbus fanart#dante lcb#forgive me i'm really bad at drawing scrawny / broad shouldered people... i'll get better... for dante....#hope this answers your question in unnecessary detail... thank you anon <3#edit: DANTES NOTES FINALLY CONFIRMED THEY HAVE NO MOUTH TO EAT WITH!! MY HEDCANNONS WIN AGAIN!!!
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sobbing I LOVE YOUR STYLE One moment it's all serious then we just have it to sweet litol big-eyed babies 😭
I shall ask if i can feast on your art 🥺
oh yes you may feast- doODLEBOB GHOST PUT THE PEWPEW DOWN!!!
#sorry. he's a little jumpy today (he's lacking sleep)#thank you bestie for loving my art!! hehe <3 <3#also im gonna nap again. i'm still very sleepy (it's 12PM on a Sunday and it's TOO HOT TO DRAW)#answered asks#sweetsweetsaturn#call of duty#2024#ghost cod#soap cod#soap mactavish#johnny soap mactavish#simon riley#simon ghost riley
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HELLO! We do not know each other but tumblr listed you in my “in your vicinity” or whatever and I was bored and your top post featured a NOODLE-LEGGED VOID-BEAST on an icy road.
So I drew them
Have an excellent day!
That's such a cool gift, thank you so much!! Noodle-legged void beast is right. And I haven't even trimmed his leg hair to prevent icicles yet, which will make his shape even sillier believe it or not.
You've inspired me to make a collage! using only photos taken in the past week (minus one from last year, I had a gap to fill). Here it is:
The title is "The Shape of Pandolf."
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