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[null-hydrangea]

This image was doing numbers on pinterest and I just realized that I forgot to post it on THE robot enthusiast site ever.

[edorazzi]

Page 42 of my Miraculous Mentor AU comic A Matter of Trust! In which Felix might have lost his magic, but everything he learned from balancing Misfortune could just pay off... ☯️✨

Also, I'm aware there's a slight layering issue with the text in the first panel - unfortunately my tablet broke this week so short of delaying the page there's nothing I can do right now! I hope it's not too distracting and I'll replace the image when I have it sorted! 💕

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[pixlokita]

Huh

[catfortress]

Welcome to Cat Fortress Blog !

• • • Here is simply where I will post drawings and possibly animations regarding my TF2 fan AU, Cat Fortress !

• • • Main Acc: @evangelina830

Basic stuff!

• No NSFW asks pls (bloody, yes ! But no sensitive topics or lewd reqs pls.)

• Silly requests are encouraged, but please don’t go overboard ! (U know what I mean…,)

• Yes I will draw ship art ! :D dont be shy.. (I love to draw silly cats holding hands.. so yes please! As long as the ship isn’t gross…)

Also I am not super fast with asks lol I appreciate your patience!

Enjoy your visit…. =^.^=

More info under!

Tags I will use!

• #:3 - Artwork

• #:V - Doodles

• #:0 - Animation

• #:D - Answers

• #:] - (Fan?) Artwork

• #:> - Characters

• #:P - Cats info

Names!

• ⚾️Scratch - Scout

• 🪖Biscuits - Soldier

• 🔥Zoomies - Pyro

• 💣Demomew - Demoman

• 🥪Fluffy - Heavy

• 🛠️Enginya - Engineer

• 💉Meowdic - Medic

• 🎯Snipurr - Sniper

• 🚬Snap - Spy

• 📁Ms Pawling - Ms Pauling

Others so far ofc…

• 🎙️Adminhisstrator - Administrator

• 🩵Scratch’s Ma - Scout’s Ma

• 🪻Zhanclaw - Zhanna

• 🥀Beanislava - Bronislava

• 🌾Yawna - Yana

• 🫐Fluffy’s Mama - Heavy’s Mama

• 🥾Saxton Tail - Saxton Hale

• 💚Maowgaret/Maowggie - Margaret/Maggie

• 💀Whiskers - Merasmus

• 🐟Fried Fish Tramp - Fried Chicken Tramp

• 📋Furball - Bidwell

• ❤️Redmond Meoww - Redmond Mann

• 💙Blutarch Meoww - Blutarch Mann

• 🩶Gray Meoww - Gray Mann

• 🎀Olivia Meoww - Olivia Mann

• 🎈General Patton Dough - General Patton Doe

• 🧸Georgia Washington Dough - Georgia Washington Doe

This blog is still quite new - stay tuned ! Mrow….

[cypryus]

Saw this man and went 👀

Crow belongs to @itsxroxannex

[renjunniez]

nct dream ❥ when i'm with you

[nightwonder7]

I love your Norton and Ithaqua's beefs so much XD thank you for making those!!!!! Your artstyle is so expressive and moveable, the comics are a joy to read! :D

Aww thank you so much!! ;//W//; I'm so glad to hear! How this beef came to be was actually so random cause it's such an unlikely duo. But they are fun to draw, and I love it whenever people are referencing the comic where it all started XD

[uwuchidraws]

If drugs are so bad why are the depressed suicidal rockerboy and his dying merc boyfriend doing them too huh??🤨

[infinitystation]

literally in tears over this picture. he's giving me a hug,,,,,,,,

[mecachrome]

not sure whether excerpts from oscar's book have alr been posted here but i found some of the quotes from the author's exclusive interviews with j.sera & rené quite interesting and thought i'd gather them in one place ❓__❓

i always love hearing insights on his karting days and how his unique rc bg & transition from australian to european karting shaped his racecraft... also notable that Every Single person who ever speaks about oscar is just like "well more than anything... he was SMART" 😭 obsessed with baby oscar already learning to dispense his energy in understated / calculative / strategic ways... more below the cut:

another thing i find quite interesting is how because oscar started karting in a relatively smaller scene that wasn't quite as competitive or talent-heavy as in europe, he was always too young/small for the classes he competed in (as with rc racing). of course he was never quite as egregiously undersized as lando but it's kind of fun that they have very similar karting lore in that aspect. not from the book but self-provided visuals:

also love how much the seras talk about his style, from his smooth inputs and clean driving to how much open-wheel potential he exhibited from the very beginning T__T

as for rené's insights on oscar's time at prema, i also find them interesting because while they corroborate a lot of surface level details about his junior campaigns that we're alr familiar with it's cool to be reminded of his growth from f3 (zero front row starts, winning more off consistency and competitor error than any personal dominant performance) to putting it all together in the second half of f2 (consecutive run of poles/fr wins to end the season).

also interesting to hear that THE most angry rené ever saw him was after his f3 monza penalty, because oscar's demeanor & reactions to adversity get discussed a lot and while he's always been very level-headed and i'd argue his core personality has not changed much if at all over the past 5 years, you can still see how he was just that touch less filtered and more defensive during his junior days. oscar is definitely still someone who refuses to take blame if he knows he wasn't at fault and who will never give credit to others when the work was mostly done by him ("i was the one driving" re: mweb helping him) but there has been a fairly noticeable growth curve from the guy who said he felt Physically Weak at the fr finale because of how nervous he was, who said he was grateful to be in school because it distracted him from his "habit of overthinking" that he was trying to get rid of, who complained extensively at monza about the novalak / beckmann incidents and then said "seems to be quite a common theme with liam if i'm honest 😐" re: continued contact in the press conf, to the guy today who reacts to deleted laps with a dry 👍 and stealthily downplays racing incidents to the point of not even calling them "incidents" at all.

there's also a bit from rené about how close he is to chris piastri and how he traveled to melbourne from italy Solely to attend his 50th birthday party, and basically how the piastris are just Good People and that oscar's demeanor is what sets him apart. which i thought was sweet :')

also bonus interesting media quote from laurent rossi, which i've seen before but don't remember in its entirety — specifically the part saying that the other academy drivers "weren't as curious" and basically calling oscar the only smart one of the bunch.... 😭😭😭 this freaking guy

[ragingbullmode]

we slowly coming togetherrrrrrrr 😋 !!!

[edorazzi]

Page 35 of my Miraculous Mentor AU comic A Matter of Trust! In which the cat's out of the bag, and it might break the two heroes apart! 😰🧨

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[assortedsouls]

Xue Meng feels arms catching him, or rather dampening his fall. His eyelids are heavy and his shizun's voice sounds far away. It's cold and he's tired. He doesn't want to stay awake, but it has been such a long time since he heard Chu Wanning's voice and even longer since he heard him speak to him in that tone. Immediately, he's thrown back to his younger years, before his life turned into a nightmare. The good thing with that is that he obeys his shizun's words. Eye as wide open as he can manage, he uses what little strength he has to get back on his feet and then towards the pavilion. Something that would've been impossible without Wanning's help.

Orders are said, but he isn't really listening, and then he's seated, or rather slumped in a way that he remains upright. Everything hurts and he is covered in blood, both his own and others', exhaustion seeping into his bones. Sleep. He wants to sleep, but he can't. He's here for a reason. He needs to remember something.

It's almost like Chu Wanning can read his thoughts, because just as he has thought that he needs to remember something, his shizun asks why he's here. "We... we fought... went head... on. He just... disappeared..." Xue Meng knows Taxian-jun wasn't obliterated, it he had been, so would he himself. Had he used some kind of talisman or something to escape? Possible. The only thing he knows is that they battled head on and as they had dealt their last blow, both using impressive might, and the dust from it settled, Taxian-jun had been nowhere to seen and Xue Meng severely injured and already dazed. His first thought had been to return to Sisheng Peak, to check on Chu Wanning.

Spitting out more blood, not sure if he'll survive or not, but Chu Wanning is still alive and if Taxian-jun isn't here, he can finally escape. "Leave... you should... leave, whole you can. Be free... safe... please, Chu-gege..." Gege. Only once when drunk, in his youth, had he called his shizun that, immortal-gege, but now, it passes his lips again. This time, he is a grown man and no wine is involved, just injuries.

𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆: @assortedsouls — XUE MENG

Xue Meng had pressed himself and his horse as much as he could. The horse was clearly exhausted, but the rider looks even worse: face drained of colour and gaze unfocused. The young man is swaying, but looks towards Chu Wanning, like he just noticed him. "Shizun..." he says in a low, but desperate, voice. Looking like he's about to retch, Xue Meng spits out a mouthful of blood before his body starts sliding to the side.

THE BAMBOO GATE of Red Lotus Pavilion is always unlocked – a secret known only to few, a taunt that never became a temptation. He'd wait for weeks in silence for that gate to screech open, for the dog to howl in a mix of wild joy and anxiety, for the familiar heavy footsteps to follow. But it's silent today, and the dog sounds half-crazed.

❝ You— ❞ a shocked gasp falls as he rushes towards Xue Meng without much time offered to take it all in, to allow the realization to finally dawn on him. He catches his former disciple in his arms, the half-conscious body is too heavy, and his arms too weak to support it, but it's purely instinctive to hold on for as long as he can. ❝ Xue Ziming, don't you dare pass out now! ❞ an angry voice snarls as Wanning helps the man up, leading him towards the pavilion.

❝ Water, ❞ he demands once inside, ❝ and a towel. ❞ The maid looks terrified, but she only has a split second to crack under her master's burning gaze. Mumbling something about his majesty – a problem for him to deal with later, once Xue Meng is fine, once it's all over. A cold palm brushes against the man's forehead, to soothe rather than help, after helping him sit down – there's nothing he can really do other than offer a brief respite. Spitting out blood spells damaged meridians, an issue he can no longer fix, an issue no one here can fix anymore.

And then it comes, the shockwave of finally coming to grips with reality: if Xue Meng somehow made it here, who the hell is Taxian-jun fighting? If Xue Meng is here, wounded and exhausted, then...

The restless heart inside him howls madly in sync with his useless protector outside.

❝ Why... why are you here? ❞ is all Chu Wanning can manage. After years of separation, the unspoken agony shared between master and disciple, it's all he can put into words before giving away the sudden horror at the possible answer.

[palskippah]

Hi! Some Bowuigi fanbaby thoughts!

So, since Bowser can shapeshift his size and stuff, he often goes very small (almost Mario movie small askldsa) to play with Magma, who loves to have a very small version of her dada that she can pick up and hug as she pleases.

Also, Bowser did the same with Junior, and when Magma's in koopa form, she reminds him way too much from when Junior was a baby koopaling, so he's like kinda nostalgic because his little boy has grown so much :'''v (he's never gonna recover emotionally from this).

Also, Luigi takes lots of photos of Magma and the rest of the kooaplings c: He became their mom and started snapping photos of his babies like crazy, and to not run out of space on his phone, he prints the photos like in both big and small formats and they're hung at the walls of any place of the castle (to the older koopalings' embarrassment).

Also also, headcanon that Luigi is a known crybaby, my guy's very emotional, but so is Bowser. Like he used to usually go to anger and frustration and that's where he stayed and that's why people think he doesn't cry easily or stuff. But at times (especially regarding his children), he can have his silly crying eyes on because he's so proud of them and loves them very much. Or he's sad because they used to be smaller and they're growing and becoming their own koopas and accomplishing good things and some of them just aren't koopalings anymore (like Ludwig).

Like, you can bet the first time Junior laughed when he was a baby, years back, Bowser was on the floor crying his eyes out but also laughing because it was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard :'v (maybe Kamek was like 🧍🏻‍♂️right beside him, because at Bowser's silly sounds, Junior laughed more and Bowser weeped even harder, and it was like a never-ending cycle).

Got carried away 😔 Bowser and Luigi love their kids, as a summary.

[test123aee]

My Murder Drones AU(not canon) Art dump :] #MDBeBackAU

Sketchyy md thx for support :0

[weird-bookworm]

sypnosis: what happens when you wake up as your best friend (crush, actually, but nobody needs to know about that) one day...

warnings: mention of being drunk

word count: 1.1k

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you are currently sitting on a very uncomfortable and, unfortunately, familiar bed right now. the bed is not yours, and neither is the room. it belongs to a man you know very well, though you would rather not know him at all (lies). the biggest problem is trying (and failing) to ignore the fact that said man is your best friend.

you exhale sharply. this is not how you were expecting your day to go. you’re internally grateful that it is the weekend and you won’t have to miss a class because of this. small wins, you suppose.

the feeling of being in someone else’s body is weird, no matter how familiar the person is. you’ve always seen the sharp eyes, the big hands and the defined body of your best friend, but have never felt it like this. it is a strangely intimate feeling. you stare at your hands, opening and closing them, inspecting every single crease of the skin on each knuckle.

somewhere in the back of your head, a little voice which sounds suspiciously like seungkwan’s points out how you can now look at these minute details even when you switch back. you flush at the idea but dismiss it.

standing up, you go to the full length mirror in the corner of the room. it feels like a requirement to see yourself in soonyoung’s body, to tell yourself that it is finally time to meet your soulmate, even though you’ve known him since practically forever.

he is pretty, to say the least. the bedhead is adorable and his eyes shine as if they house galaxies. you’ve always known he’s handsome, even told him so when both of you were drunk enough, but you were always so shy to actually look at him and admire. so you take your time to fully look at him, take in the slope of his nose and the plush of his lips, the softness of his cheeks and the tiny imperfections on his skin.

just as you are contemplating having a peek beneath his tee, you’re broken out of your daze, wincing when you hear a sudden thud from outside the door. you internally groan at the prospect of dealing with his roommates in this situation.

“soonyoung?” a muffled voice calls out. you sigh, not really wanting to interact with his roommates, but open the door. you’re met with the sight of a ruffled wonwoo with bed hair.

“jihoon called, asked me to wake you up. why do you look like that?” he points to the furrow of your brows.

“good morning wonwoo, y/n here.”

his face is comical as it goes through the five stages of grief and realisation dawns on his face. you would’ve laughed at his dilemma too, if the situation wasn’t so annoying.

you sigh again, louder this time, and stomp back into the room. you pick up soonyoung’s phone, grab wonwoo’s arm on the way out of the room, take the car keys and go straight to their shared car. you silently hand him the keys and get in the passenger seat. he wordlessly gets in as well and starts driving to your dorms.

you and wonwoo have always gotten along well, but this has to be the most tense silence you have ever experienced with him, aside from when the two of you get competitive while playing games.

he finally breaks the quiet when you are near the dorms. “do you really hate the idea of him being your soulmate so much?”

you let out an incredulous scoff, “i’ve dealt with this idiot for too many years, now you’re telling me i have to deal with him my entire life?” he giggles at that, “you’re glad it’s him, aren’t you?”

“...of course i am. he just has shit taste in mattresses so i barely got any sleep after the swap.” both of you give each a smile, well aware how grumpy you get with lack of sleep, and with that you reach your dorms.

soonyoung visits you so much that the receptionist lets you guys in easily, and you punch in the code to your room when you reach the door. wonwoo trails behind you as you make your way to your bedroom, to find soonyoung— or you— sprawled across the bed.

weird is an understatement for what you feel when you see yourself like this, but you push it aside. instead, you simply switch on the lights and turn off the fan, a surefire way to wake you up. as expected, soonyoung groans and sits up in a haze, swaying lightly before blinking and actually shrieking as soon as his— her’s?— eyes land on you. both you and wonwoo wince from the sheer volume of the panicked screech.

“shh, shh, shh,” you hurry forward to press your palm against his mouth, “the walls are thin, it’s just us, stop yelling!”

wonwoo excuses himself out of the room, though neither of you notice, because only a few seconds later, you feel like the room is floating upside down and suddenly, you’re facing soonyoung, still with his hand over your mouth.

shit, you’d forgotten that touching reserves the switch. both of you freeze as soon as your eyes meet, unsure what to do next. there is an awkward silence, and it really makes your brain itch because silences around soonyoung are not something that exist.

“you didn’t let me enjoy the day even a little as you,” soonyoung pouts, voice uncharacteristically soft. the complaint is so sudden and just so soonyoung, you can’t help but snort. you decide to be bold, figuring you have nothing to lose anyway.

“i mean, you can enjoy the day with me instead?”

his eyes widen as you directly address the elephant in the room. “are you really my soulmate?” he whispers, leaning forward in anticipation but also nibbling on his lip, as if he is afraid this will turn out to be a dream.

you cup his cheeks in response, the weight in your palms somehow feeling as if it belongs there, “of course i am, silly. we’re here, aren’t we?” seeing him nervous isn’t new, but its still unfamiliar, and it really makes you forget all about teasing him or acting annoyed.

“because…i like you a lot.” he avoids your gaze as he mutters the confession, and all you can do is get so incredibly endeared. “i like you a lot too, baby,” you lean forward to press your lips against his forehead as silent reassurance, a promise that you will stay for eternity.

fate has, after all, already given you a reason to stay.

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