#zop art

[prettyputrified]

For @lenorethequietbookkeeper

[lenorethequietbookkeeper]

"A temperamental young man inadvertently set himself ablaze and brought his home to its knees.

The little good in his soul was rolled into a small pearl, so it may be delivered to his mother in the blooming grotto.

Unfortunately, the man's mind remained with his body, a charred slave to his own sadism.

Instead of paying his debt in Diyu so he may rejoin the living, he pulled himself through a mountain of ash and fire, taking on a new layer of incendiary flesh."

[toadstoolillustrations]

💚💚💚

[Image description: a coloured drawing of Zoro and Usopp from One Piece in mostly warm green tones. The drawing is zoomed-in to show their faces and upper shoulders. Zoro is just above in the top right and looking down nervously at a grinning Usopp on the left, who has his eyes closed. Zoro's face is slightly flushed and there are little hearts in his eyes. Neon green action lines are radiating from Usopp as he smiles obliviously. /End description]

[zop-story-archive]

Upon leaving the dingy washroom's quiet respite, Sylvain was quickly reminded of his grim present. Faded, worn band posters covered the holes and tears in the smoker beige wallpaper. The ancient wooden floor loudly protested at the smallest step on its planks. None of the light fixtures, plumbing, or appliances had been updated in at least three and a half decades, so it was a coin flip if anything in the home functioned properly, if at all.

"Hey, took ya long enough!" Aldin lightheartedly teased. The lizard man laid on their worn, tacky couch, his clawed fingers tapping away at his phone. Even in the apartment's drab lighting, his multicolored scales and long, yellowed horns noticeably glimmered. Unfortunately, Aldin’s choice not to wear a shirt meant his teal tendoned innards shone prominently out of the gaping hole in his gut. Of all the repugnant traits and behaviors that made up his Dagon-spawn companion, Sylvain found this part of him most vile.

The vampire ignored his roommate and entered the unwholesome kitchen. He nervously paused at their bright orange fridge, a noticeably newer item compared to the apartment's other accommodations. In one foul swoop, he opened the door, grabbed his breakfast, a single beer, then shut the fridge with a loud slam. Thank the cosmos, it was inactive for the day. Sylvain made his way to their stripped sofa as he popped the bottle cap off his drink. Aldin immediately shifted up against the couch's arm while hanging his scaly right leg and tail off the side. The pale ghoul sat in his typical spot, smashed into a crude cast of his frame due to repeated use, and took a swig. "So, what the hell did you feel the need to bother me about?" he inquired.

"Ah, right, one sec!" After a bit of rapid poking and clicking, Aldin showed off the screen of his phone. The multiple small cracks and large bandage plastered on the front heavily obscured its display. Sylvain never understood how the lizard managed to use that piece of junk for anything. "Kent texted me this mornin' about another lead he found in his paper stash. Said he needs more time to look into it, but it seemed promisin'," Aldin explained.

Sylvain scowled with doubt at the news. Kent was a burglar whom Aldin paid to garner the city of Pythonel's long forgotten secrets. While the maggot sack had access to good resources, the bloodsucker was still dubious of his intentions. "You honestly think that worm can still help? He's been feeding you that same line for months, and he hasn't dug up much of shit."

"Now c'mon that ain't fair! He's helped us plenty to get cozy with the holders, hasn't he?" Aldin countered vehemently. "Kent's a bit slow, I'll admit that, but he gets results. I wouldn't be botherin' with him if he didn't."

"Fine, maybe he's not totally useless, but I still think relying so heavily on one guy could come back to bite us in the ass," Sylvain argued.

"Well we ain't got much choice mate. Most blokes in town think what you wanna do is gonna get you killed," Aldin replied with a shrug.

"What really pisses me off is that I know the brainlets in this shithole want it as much as I do." The vampire's words dripped with condescending vitriol, like the noxious saliva of a rabid dog. "They're just too scared to actually get up and help themselves."

"Maybe you're right, but you ain't gonna win many more buddies with that attitude," the lizard offered. He sat himself up, got on his filthy, taloned feet, then grabbed a slightly musty Grunts and Hoses shirt off the floor. "I'm gonna head out and try muggin' the mongrels at the park," Aldin explained as he dressed himself.

"Alright. Just don't get caught, we don't have money to piss away on bailing you out," Sylvain warned.

"Yeah yeah I'll be careful. Stay safe, cunt!" The miasmic gatorman gave his roommate a wave goodbye before exiting. Left alone with silence and his cheap pork chop, the vampire took his time finishing his drink. He looked around the poorly maintained abode, often left a mess due to him and Aldin being absent most days. Sylvain thanked the horrid thing which brought him into this world that his brothers were not here. If they saw the pitiful conditions he was forced to live in, they would brutally kick him while he was down. Well, those degenerates frequently battered him no matter the situation, seeing as he was the runt, but that was besides the point.

Sylvain eventually rose with a stretch, and tossed the empty bottle into a trash across the room. He then made his way to his own quarters, eager to plan out his day of calculated bloodshed.

[raycatz]

He is aiming through his skull

[t4r0tc4rdz]

Hello Murder Drone nation I have an offering (a sopping wet baby kitten of a boy)

This is O and yes that’s his name totally nothing else just O and he’s sad and wants to make friends with everyone but he’s also loving on his own w/a Disassembly Drone who happens to be his boyfriend and O’z incredibly normal and there’s nothing sinister happening to him at all don’t worry about the first two images.

[magpie-masterpieces]

Updated ref sheet of my OC for ZoP, a universe created by my friend @lenorethequietbookkeeper.

Sonya is a thief, general nuisance to everyone, and lover of shiny shit.

Her old ref sheet is on toyhouse.

[lenorethequietbookkeeper]

Rb reminded me that I didn't publicly share Lex and Lucy's redesigns! The art here is older but I still think it holds up!

Tw: Body horror/missing jawand ice-related mutations

A frostbitten who has lost both her mind and jaw, which directly resulted from her violent demise. Originally an impatient and rude graffiti artist in life, Lex was one of many humans captured by Lucy for their meat. Much to the farmer's surprise however, Lex escaped the kennel she was kept in and put up a decent fight when found despite her injuries. During said scuffle, Lucy accidentally shot Lex in the chest instead of the head with an icicle, turning her into a... questionably happy frostbitten. Now a feral far cry from her former humanity, Lex has become almost doglike in temperament and guards the very kennels she was once imprisoned in. It is unclear what her opinions of Lucy are now, but she seems to at least trust the Snowwoman (enough to let her care for her anyway) and no longer actively tries to kill her. She still nips at her occasionally when startled however, so there's clearly still work to be done.

Socials: Toyhouse- Fandom_Lord

Tumblr: @lenorethequietbookkeeper (Zombies of Pythonel blog)

Instagram: not_in_the_face

[ryuatewater]

!!!INTRO!!!

Meet your favorite internet "Demon"!

(*^▽^)/★*☆♪

NAME: Ryu Light (this isnt my real name ofc)

AGE: 15

PRONOUNS: zeep/zop (genderfluid)

SEXUALITY: asexual lesbian

HOBBIES: Drawing and writing

https://ryuatewater.straw.page/

https://en.pronouns.page/@ryuatewater

FANDOMS: (Might be updated later)

Object Shows

Undertale/Deltarune

Homestuck

Tadc

Purrfect Apawcalypse

Regretevator

South Park

Bugbo

Poppee The Performer

Steven Universe

Owl House

Amphibia

She-ra

SIDE BLOGS

@test-tube-iii ( Roleplay Account / Ask Blog )

@ryu-draws ( Art Only Account )

@box-iii ( Joke Roleplay Account / Ask Blog )

@amelia-hfjone ( Roleplay Account / Ask Blog )

@rye-cooki ( Roleplay Account / Ask Blog )

@catlord47 ( Roleplay Account / Ask Blog )

@someoneyoudontneed2know ( Roleplay Account / Ask Blog )

@pottedplant00 ( Roleplay Account / Ask Blog )

@piranhagaming ( Roleplay Account / Ask Blog )

@tammythereal ( Roleplay Account / Ask Blog )

FRIENDS

@quinndoesart

@thebaddexample

@creamtheaucreator

@talkingteardrop

@zee-thezebra

@millylostintheosc

@cloudstongue

@a-narcissists-warren

@un574bl3-4rc4d3

@pickl-o

DNI

-Proshippers

-Zoophiles

-Homophobes

-Transphobes

-Racists

-Pedophiles

-Steve Cobs

-People who smoke/vape (don't ask)

RANDOM STUFF

Languages i speak: Turkish and English (also a bit of spanish and portuguese)

I kin Paintbrush from Inanimate Insanity, Spinel from Steven Universe, Ena from the Joel G channel, Jecka from Class Of 09 flipside

I have an old object show! Read it here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1eRiwCnFfZuOGF14jDnj-cYcPFq0ZVliMt3ScCKTIPyw/edit?usp=sharing

https://www.tumblr.com/ryuatewater/750851338171269120/are-you-ok-you-run-like-7-ask-blogs-dude-youre?source=share

and uh random spamton g spamton go

stamps are from @thisdastampdoesnotexist and @zee-thezebra

[prettyputrified]

AF attack for @lenorethequietbookkeeper

[lenorethequietbookkeeper]

"Nearly a century ago, a horrid blizzard tumbled down the alps and flattened a small village.

Alongside the mighty gales, a resurrected corpse returned home, a thief who often hid his ill-gained riches in the mountain.

His eyes were mercifully stolen by the cold, sparing him the grim sight of his wife and daughter.

The thief dug his family a grave, but before he could join them in the sepulchre, the undertaker arrived to claim the storm's heart."

[lenorethequietbookkeeper]

He hadn't the foggiest idea how he ended up in this place. He supposed he had awoken mysteriously in worse places, the bed of one particular skeleton was currently on top of that list. Still, nothing about this place was familiar to him, not even the magic within the dirt and air. This in itself was already worrying, for it meant he has somehow left his home city, Pythonel.

Then he heard the crunching. The sudden appearance of light coincided with a sickening wave of panic that consumed his heart. Only one thought was on his mind at that moment. He was completely alone. If he died here, nobody would likely ever know.

With no other options present, John wearily stumbled through the dark. The only advantage he had was his own magic, an unyielding flurry of ice within him that could endure most warm climates. He was powerful in his own right, but his diet for confrontation was lacking, to say the least. As he walked, the frozen undead prayed he could simply talk his way out of whatever grim circumstances he found himself in.

The sight of the gorey feast did not calm his nerves. The gluttonous creatures and viscera were not any different from anything he'd already seen in his afterlife. However, "familiar" and "safe", or "pleasant" for that matter, were all very different things. The frigid corpse stayed quiet and slunk into the shadows, hoping the monster's hunger would avert their focus away from him presence. Great, what now? It would be impossible to sneak by without being noticed.

Welp, turns out it was, because before he knew it, John was face to face with the tallest of the beasts.

He had to admit, she was far more composed and civil than he would have guessed. She seemed more irritated with his presence than genuinely angry, not the worst foot to start on. The woman was so nonchalant about the encounter, it was easy to glance over her mentioning that they were in Hell.

...Wait, what?

John blinked in surprise. Not at the fact he ended up in Hell, he had long since made peace with the fact that he certainly wasn't going to Heaven. More at what Hell turned out to be. It wasn't anything at all like what Jeagar described to him.

"I think you're right, I don't think I'm supposed to be here either," he said after a few moments of thought. "Not in this particular place anyway."

Your muse found themselves in a dark and humid place. Liquid, presumably water, dripping from somewhere deep withing this cavernous place.

Silence, only the faint dripping noise being the only thing your muse could hear from afar, until-

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

Followed by what seemed to be a person giggling from afar. A light emerged from somewhere deep withing this tight cave. The darkness only made the feeling of getting crushed between each wall you bumped into even stronger. They almost felt like they were closing in.

With nowhere else to go, your muse had no other choice than to follow the light. And that giggling. And that...crunching of flesh.

Soon, your muse was greeted by a rather odd sight: a tall, pale figure of what seemed to be a human woman, feeding some bits of meat to a pair of...well, more inhuman creatures. They looked like vampire bats- except they lacked wings and were the same size as a toddler.

The woman was completely naked, from what was visible; this couldn't have been a normal human woman, as she possessed two large wings, covered in white feathers that seemed to emanate a faint light, rested behind her, closed. Not to mention she had four visible breasts instead of two. Whatever could be visible from below was another story entirely...

Apart from masculine genitalia, the entirety of her bottom half was closely resemblant of that of a satyr from greek mythology, except that instead of being a horse-half, it appeared to be a goat's half.

Next to the figure was a lantern, it's glow was ghostly pale with a tint of blue; the smaller creatures were fighting over a single piece of meat while a third one that emerged from the dark took advantage of the situation to steal the rest. The entity was most likely being entertained by this 'food fight' they were having.

Silent or not, the entity would eventually take notice of your muse's presence, as she'd turn her gaze over to your direction.

"Oh? You're not supposed to be here." She simply declared, throwing one last piece of meat to the little goblin-looking creatures, and turning her body fully towards you. She picked up the lantern and shun it towards your muse's direction.

"I'm going to assume you don't know where you are. And I can assure you won't like knowing the answer; presuming you're from the Earth realm, this place is what you'd know as 'Hell'. " she droned, as if she gave this same speech a million times before and was growing annoyed of it.

[critrolestats]

Media References and Puns of 3-079 To Hurt Is to Heal

Thanks to @tatersdoesstuff for this art piece!

Media References

(0:06:13) Sam: He saw his parents killed and the pearls. (Batman)

(0:16:20) Laura: singing It’s seven o’clock on the dot. (“Nice & Slow” by Usher)

(0:20:21) Travis: Anjelica Huston can be seen in the--

(0:20:26) Liam: There’s a weird Xenomorph rabbit hovering around Allura right now?

(0:29:22) Marisha: Based off a Buzzfeed quiz?

(1:14:50) Laura: Banana-fana-fo-fana. (“The Name Game”)

(1:15:05) Liam: What are your thoughts on Zip Zap Zop?

(1:15:36) Travis: That’s some Magic Castle bulls***.

(1:17:04) Matt: …her neck is craning a little bit back and to the left. (JFK)

(1:17:30) Ashley: Then she told me that it’s somebody named Zapruder.  Taliesin: You heard “back and to the left” and Zapruder popped into your head.  Travis: Shaky with the camera.

Read more at critrolestats.com

[zop-story-archive]

Smoke, dust, death, and bleach permeated the stagnant air of the grimey bathroom. The blood staining the mold-ridden, carpeted floor was a result of its secondary use. Alongside being a space for hygienic needs, it also functioned as a kind of butchery. Many sorts of corpses and roadkill were harvested here for all their worth, with worth having different meanings to each of the two monsterous tenants.

Sylvain sat alone in the bath, a cigarette perched between his blood covered lips as he stared off into nothing. The washed out pink tub was stained dark green inside and out by his roommate's yearly 'egg scraping'. He always found himself so perturbed by the mess left behind, he never asked the lizard what exactly said process entailed. On the floor laid the vampire's latest meal, a five-foot ginger jigalow that wore no shirt and parachute pants. It was facedown on the questionably sanitary floor with a massive, open gash in its neck. The skin had become nearly as white as cotton due to the massive amount of blood drained from the body. Sylvain had no qualms leaving the corpse there, he knew Aldin would find a colorful use for it later.

At some point, the killer plucked the coffin nail from his mouth and expelled the smoke from his lungs. He found respite in the taste of tobacco coupled with the faint buzzing of the room's singular, exposed lightbulb. More than likely, this would be the most relaxed part of his day. A part of him wanted to light up another nail before hosing himself down, although Sylvain quickly disposed of this idea. It would only delay facing the gory entropy slowly swallowing the city up.

The ashes of his cigarette fell to the bottom of the tub before the vampire flicked the stub onto the floor. He picked himself up and turned the shower on, upon which a stream of opaque, emerald water sprayed down his bloodied body. A faint smell of sulfur came from the liquid, causing his nose to twinge slightly. The vampire's pale face further cringed and grimaced when a loud, persistent knocking on the door clamored throughout the small room.

"Hey! Hey Sylvain, ya in there!?" Aldin, his roommate, yelled loudly enough for half of the city to hear.

Sylvain hissed to himself as he turned the nozzle to the right. "Not now, numbnuts, you can take a piss outside," he replied harshly as the water slowed to a periodic drip.

"Nah nah, it ain't that. I got something to show ya, get your ass outta there!" the lizard urged in his coarse voice.

"Fine. I need ten minutes, you better not bother me again," the pale thing warned forebodingly.

"Okie doke, take yer time!" Aldin chirped, as if oblivious to the threat made, before walking away from the wooden door. Sylvain rubbed his face with a groan as he restarted the shower. The killer was still for a moment as the lukewarm water flowed down the length of his body. He could already tell today was going to be greatly annoying.

[jemware]

Art tip: a composition is good if it makes your eyes go bbzzz 👀 brrrr broww 👀 zip zop zoop 👀.

[evpatya]

OK MY REGRETE-OC CONCEPT!

Glerpy

ROBLOX VERSION

he/xe/any.

HP: 200-230 (in-game height of a normal player)

Glerpy is gnarpian scientist, appearing on the "area 51" floor.

He is hard-working, talanted and just clever.

At some period of time, he could become insane, but because of somebody he didnt.

Glerpy is calm, friendly, not so rude, and its hard to piss him off.

He comes to elevator when all the entering doors are opened (LIKE DOORS IN FRONT OF EVELATOR, YOU GOT IT?)

Some facts abt this stoopid

•he had 5 redesigns

• SOMETIMES wears glasses 🤓

•his tail is kinda heavy, but not at all, he can move it normally.

•He knows some earth languages

•Doesent like Gnarpy, HATES XEM.

•ACTUALLY he is like an alien maine coon (cat specie), and because of that his canon height is abt 180-184cm

• he has sibling

• before one incident his glowing parts were white (WRITTEN LOWER somewhere)

•hates loud sounds and fast movements

•has many specialities

•helps spud and in past tried to save him

•tries to explore every creature from evelator

•has a pet, he found it in lab someday, and tried to explore it, but now keeps as a pet

•a little bit afraid of wallter

•IN FACT he could die any moment lol but i dont want this so its just a thing

•He has a purple splotch on his back

•LOVES COFFEE VERY MUCH

•plays electric guitar

IN-EVELATOR PHRASES:

entering:

"Zalutationz."

"Oh, i heard itz."

"Herez am i againz"

Sprayed:

"ZTOP IT! NOW! pleaze."

"That waz cold."

"Iz thiz even zafe?"

Tomato:

"I WIZH YOU THE ZAME, SHLOOSH!!!."

" Dizguzting. "

Snowball:

"OW, ok, ztop pleaze."

" That iz unzcomfortable."

"Ztop."

PETALS:

"Oh, cute."

"I like itz."

"Too muchz.."

FULL EVELATOR:

"I will ztay here."

"Keep going."

"Notz my turn."

"Ztrange..."

Staying in evelator:

"Well...we werez born to dzie."

"Zee, how the brain playz around..."

"I forgzot that file on the table...uuuh."

DIALOGUES.

Pest:

gl - oh, can i azk zome queztionz?

p - no.

gl - And why?

p - None of your business

gl - Ok? that waz for scienze.

p - Stupid.

gl - *angry noise*

Lampert:

gl- WAIT, you arez reallyz lamp?

l - Yes.

gl - Notz meeting comingz-alive lampz everyday. Will youz glow if maybe plug yourz tail in?

l - Yes.

gl - Interezting.

PartyNoob:

gl - Oh, i zee you likez partiez?

p - How did you get it????

gl - You lookz like a perzon who haz juzt returned frzom party

p - Oh, right, haha!

gl - nize to meet you.

Wallter:

gl - Uuh, why arez you zo tall and....wall-alike?

w - Because of gray stuff.

gl - It is actually cement...Smells so.

w - I like it anyways.

gl - Ok?...

Manequinn Mark:

gl - How arez you movingz? Like....you havez only one leg, not looking alzike leg.

M - Heya! I walk normally.

gl - Oh, zorry.

M - Nothing. Everything's normal!

gl - Alzo, i would like to azk, why were youz lookingz on thzat...wall guy zo? Are you friendz?

M - Kind of...

gl - great.

Bive

B - Oh, wow..huh..i...didn't see you before....

gl - Well, hellzo.

b - Uuuh.. can i ask you... something?

gl -Zhure.

b - What is with your...uuuhh tail??

gl - I dontz want to tzalk about it....

b - oh...UUUHM ok.

Gnarpy:

Gn- Gworp shleeep zop, NORP!!!

Gl - Shlok znob gner veeb.

Gn- WORP ZEB GNARPISH VE!

Gl - Qwobbo seb nor znor.

Gn - GNORP SHWOBBLE! Kzapt neez.

Gl - Zorp vor verb.

ONE bIIiiiIig THING

—What are the horns, and why is his glowing parts are like this?

Because of epidemia, what was appearing on Gnars. The main things were:

-Tiredness

-Hallucinations

-The purple spots appeared on gnarpians, and cryatals started growing from them

—(IDK HOW TO NAME IT but) antennas and other glowing parts changed to purple (PINK OR SM LIKE THIS ok??)

So, Glerpy made tests on himself and like is half infected, because of vaccine failure. But the infection ist spreading. Anyways, the vaccine was invented (not by his group of scientists), and many lives saved.

btw he had 5 references and I LOVE HIM sm

ALSO SOME OF MY FAAAAAAV ARTS FROM FRIENDS AND JUST SOME GUYS!!!!