#the boi

[dynamic-k]

Sibling Request!

Dark and Ted.

But I added Second in there as well- XD

[felmoni]

he lol'd then he serioused

i posted a doodle of this before then decided to color it while i was waiting in a mall lmao

[ikonfortress2009]

gummy crocodile

[bittertoxicity]

Kamal BOOORRRAAAA

[thestuffiesheadquarters]

KRAMZZLES! WOOOOOOOOO

He wants to take your hand in his, give it to him

@alelathedragon Is the owner of this Au of Mr Puzzles. I ADORE HIM OMFG TGUHJUGFYTUIHJ- He's so fun to draw.

[bluewizard1]

Did a few touch ups

[shardkn1ght]

*Posts this and goes to eep.*

I love my future Mikey design so much.

[tamagoneko]

PAPYRUS UNDERTALE🦴

[tlkdraws]

More art of the husbando lol

Based on the painting Sleeping Man by Carulos-Duran, 1861. I wanted to practice lighting but kinda fizzled out when I started to render it. I left the stripes in his pants from the sketch since I was going to paint it in both uniform colors. I may come back to this later, but this is where it’s at now.

First version without filter, second version with a filter from insta.

[angrybatart]

Wanted to draw, but couldn't find the motivation to draw anything but Waddle Dee. Best Kirby boi!!!

Close-ups of my favorites!

[masterj]

*Gasp!* Another chugger in yippee!

[dynamic-k]

sleepy boi

I, also, would absolutely crash and pass out on the actual floor-

[sanity-jester]

Yes, Sir.

[majorproblems77]

I was planning to write fluff but…Sky is just too easy to angst. I hope you like it anyway.

Merry Christmas <3

TW: Mourning

The flame licked at the fireplace, crackling. Sky watched his brothers laugh and smile and banter with a broad smile of his own. The snow sparkled outside even in the evening darkness. He didn’t expect to feel this kind of joy during an adventure, a quest. The last one he’d had, there was no time to sit down like this and bask in the warmth and the comfort of his home. Skyloft was a thing of the past now, for better or for worse, so he and Zelda had built a house for themselves. Everything here was made of bought with their combined effort and strength, and it felt like home. It felt like maybe, when his parents were still around they would��ve shared a house like this. He couldn’t really remember his mother and not much of his father, but enough to see his face among the stars and remember his close-guarded nature. His Zelda, that they called Sun now was sitting next to him, curled up in his arms. “Did you know my parents?” Sky asked in a soft whisper.

She stiffened but started to sit up a little, her cerulean eyes locking with his azure eyes. She told him, in a low volume, “I did. Not as well as my father but I’d met them before.”

“Can…can you tell me about them?” 

He didn’t want to take away from the cozy atmosphere of the room but Sun just huffed. “Of course…Your mother’s name was Adiva. She had auburn hair, and I think it was really curly. You have her eyes. Uh…hm…it’s all pretty foggy but I remembered thinking she was really nice. My father said she was always pleasant to be around, and she held you ever so gently, even in her final moments, when it took all her strength.”

The chosen hero’s eyes became misty. Wistfulness melded into concern and a bit of pity as Sun paused. He wiped his eyes hastily. “Keep going.”

“Do you want to talk about it…in private?” Sun asked, glancing at the group of heroes, a few noticing him.

“That would be nice,” Link nodded and she offered her hand.

He took it, standing up and clutching it. Groose noticed, him having been bantering along with the chain for a while. An expression that once would’ve been filled with something jealous or cruel was now a soft, sad one, that had no hint of envy. They sat down in a separate room, with no fireplace to warm him up. He sighed. “Can you…continue?”

“Just tell me if you need a break,” Sun told him, a bit sternly, before she softened. “She knitted, I think. When we went to your old place, there were tons of handmade scarfs and blankets. My father mentioned she had made a business out of it for a while, instead of taking up the path of a knight. She was extremely involved in Skyloft, helping where she could, and she had so many people at her ceremony after her death.”

“H-how did she die?”

“You don’t know?” 

Her tone wasn’t accusatory, but worried. He replied, “My father couldn’t stand talking about it.”

“She…there was an illness going around the islands. We didn’t know how to treat it, but your mother caught it and with nothing to help her condition she…succumbed to it. I’m sorry.”

Sky fell into silence. She wrapped him in a hug. “I can see a lot of her in you when you help people. She would be proud.”

Tears overflowed no matter how much he tried to suppress them. She held him tighter. “Your father, Erwin, was a commendable leader, and quite fierce. He was often too stubborn, my father said, but he saved many lives through that. You have his hair, I think. When it came to you, his demeanour changed though. He was so happy with you and it showed. He was admired by his peers, and though he wasn’t as involved in Skyloft itself, many people recognized him.”

Sobs wracked his body and she stopped letting him bury his head in her shoulder. She carded her hand through his hair. “Shhh…let it out…it’s okay.”

UNI

I LOVE THIS LIKE SO MUCH THANK YOU?!

I openeded my notes just to check before I go to bed for the night and I'm so glad I did this is amazing thank you so much.

I hope you have a wonderful Christmas too! Thank you so much for this its wonderful

[sketchbirdie]

Pizzatober 2023

Day 29: Pizzahead, my boi!