#but honestly I just wanna draw the spooky ones
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Spooki girls!
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The Wraith and the princesses that lead to her.
#I was thinking of doing a piece for all the routes#but honestly I just wanna draw the spooky ones#maybe i'll get to the others who knows#stp fanart#slay the princess#stp princess
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✨Pairing✨: trucker!Ari Levinsonxblack!reader
Summary🪄: It’s always a time when uncle Ari comes around
⚠️: uncle!Ari (just as damaging as dad!Ari and regular Ari lol) mention of nightmares, pretty much all fluff💕
A/N🎤: Hey guys! Another Halloween themed fic but this time with a softer Ari😌. This will serve as atonement to myself (and others who might be affected) for daring to make my fave dark in my last post lol. Hope you guys like it!!
*DISCLAIMER!: although visual made by me via Canva, I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP of pics used as they were all found on Pinterest*
As expected, four year old Grace had been attached to Ari since the moment you both arrived to babysit for the night. You wouldn’t say you were upset seeing that he was her uncle and that they’ve talked nearly every day since she could babble, but there was still a little sting every time you were greeted with a quiet “hi” or short wave before she was gone and you long forgotten.
Like now as they dug through their shared pumpkin emptying it’s stringy contents while you were in charge of decorating the sugar cookies waiting on the cooling rack.
“S’cold!,” she squealed dumping out her handful of pumpkin guts.
“Be careful of the seeds, you swallow one and a huge pumpkin’s gonna grow in your belly,” Ari warned to which little Grace quickly shook her head.
“Nuh-uh!”
“Uh-huh!”
“No uncle Ari, we can eat. See?” Before either of you can say anything, she’s quick to set one on her tongue happily chewing until she can swallow it down rubbing her belly. “I’m fine.”
“I guess you showed me huh,” he chuckles tapping her nose and leaving some juice from his finger on her skin successfully turning it light orange. Grace is quick to retaliate though rubbing her hands on his cheeks to leave behind tiny pieces of string as she giggles - and you do too from the other side of the kitchen.
Honestly you couldn’t blame her for picking Ari over you as her favorite. You’d choose him too if you had to pick between the two of you.
“Alright, it’s pretty much cleaned out now. You want scary or funny?,” he asks watching as she adorably tapped her tiny finger to her temple in thought.
“Hmm…funny!”
“Got it,” he nods. “Why don’t you get cleaned up and help your aunt with cookies?”
“I got everything we could ever want Grace,” you smile reaching in your grocery bag full of decorating goodies. “There’s sprinkles - three different shapes I might add - glitter, edible stickers, and stencils to help us draw shapes!”
The way she gazed at the sprinkles with her mouth in a little “o”, you think you’ve got her. Finally able to bond with her over a shared love of cookies like you were in one of those Hallmark movies. Like a little happy family.
“Um..wanna stay with uncle Ari.”
Well, so much for that.
“Oh okay,” you answer successfully hiding your hurt behind your nonchalance. Ari still notices though giving you a sympathetic smile and mouthing, “sorry.”
You appreciated him trying, but maybe you were just meant to be the fun uncle’s wife that barely got a hello. And who tends to go overboard with cookie decorating supplies.
•
“Alright ladies are we ready?,” Ari asks sitting on the navy blue sectional between you and a bouncy Grace nodding yes. During your spaghetti dinner - made by Ari since apparently his was the best although he used your recipe - he suggested that you all watch a movie afterwards.
Specifically, Gremlins.
His thought process being what better way for everyone - more so you and Grace - to spend time together than to watch a movie? Especially a spooky one seeing that it was the night before Halloween. You, on the other hand, had a few concerns on his niece potentially being scared of the little troublesome creatures.
“She’ll be fine. It’s not that scary,” he assured kissing your cheek.
Freshly bathed and in her appropriately themed pumpkin pajamas, Grace couldn’t wait holding on tight to her Mickey Mouse blanket as she watched her uncle press play.
“Share with me!,” she smiles just as Ari spreads the bigger, cream blanket over both yours and his lap.
“I’m not gonna fit though bug.”
“Uh huh! Watch,” she states crawling into his lap and neatly spreading the grey blanket over her legs and his thighs. You - again - casted off to the side with your blanket as she tilts her head back to look up at him. “We fit!”
“Y-Yea, looks like we do.” He gives you another sympathetic smile draping his arm around your shoulders while you bundle deeper under the blanket.
“I’d rather be by myself anyway. Little does she know her uncle is a blanket hog,” you think trying to make yourself feel better.
•
Ari appeared to be right on Grace not being scared. She even fell asleep towards the end with her upper half on the cushion next to them and lower half still on his lap; mouth wide open pointed towards the ceiling. Ari was the one to tuck her in bed, while you cleaned up the blankets and plates of cookie crumbs left in the living room.
You were the last to enter the shared guest room to finally get ready for bed yourself. Your love struck husband taking turns gazing at you and the last period of some hockey game as you strode back and forth from the bathroom to the bedroom. A small, dopey smile on his lips watching you wash your face and apply all your products.
“Share with me?,” he pouts with those puppy eyes making you giggle while sliding into the full sized bed.
“I don’t know,” you sigh, “I feel like Grace is gonna somehow come in saying how she wants you to sleep in her room instead because that’s where you’re supposed to be.”
Yes probably a little petty, but you couldn’t hold it in anymore.
His tattooed arms bring you closer into his body pecking the top of your head as you settle between his pecs. A low “aw” vibrating in his chest while his hands rub along your back.
“I know I probably sound jealous, but I’m not. I love how you have a great relationship with your niece! But it’s like she hates me and I have no idea what I did.”
He knew that had always been a bit of a fear for you. Kids hating you for whatever reason, thus meaning you shouldn’t have them although you did desire to be a mother one day. It’s why you were nervous meeting Grace all those years ago, afraid that the smallest mess up would ruin everything.
It didn’t help that the minute Ari passed her to you, she began whining and squirming. Your coos of comfort and gentle rocks didn’t seem to help, only making her more agitated not getting what she wanted. She didn’t stop until she was back in Ari’s strong arms and you kept your distance the rest of the visit cautious of a repeat interaction.
If only he could get you to ignore that fear and really see how everyone you met - adults and children alike - had no issues with you. Some even left enchanted by the charisma you thought you lacked.
“I promise, she doesn’t hate you gorgeous.”
“She said so?,” you quietly ask lifting your head with a hint of hope.
“Well…no. But she didn’t say the opposite either.” He tried to soothe your qualms, but it’s not helping the way he hoped watching your head fall back to his chest with a light huff. “Trust me sweetheart. I guess she’s just attached to me because-,”
“You’re amazing and clearly the favorite,” you mumble making him chuckle.
“I was gonna say because I talk to her more, but I’ll take the compliment.”
It’s not long after that you’re both falling asleep lulled by the shared warmth from holding each other. Ari’s soft snores vibrating the side of your face still lying on his chest.
You think you’re dreaming when a mix of a whine and cry hits your ears disrupting your rest and making you groggily sit up. Hearing feet shuffling outside your door though confirms those sounds are in fact real, giving you more motivation to investigate.
Your husband’s too far gone in his own dreamland to be affected by your moving; still lightly snoring with an arm over his forehead and the other out by his side.
Quietly opening the door, you wrap your arms around yourself in your thin pajama set feeling the chill of the night air seeping into your sister in law’s house before carefully padding out to the living room. There, you notice something on the couch moving under the blanket you folded earlier causing you to freeze in place. It was then you realized you probably should’ve woken Ari up so he could be the one playing detective or at least grabbed something you could use to defend yourself.
“H-Hello?,” you call out to the dim space only lit by a couple plug in nightlights in the walls.
“Hi,” Grace’s soft voice responds with a short sniffle.
You also realize how you’re sleepy brain might not be fully thinking straight unable to conclude earlier how it could just be your own niece sitting there on the couch.
Stepping closer, you sit on the cushion next to hers peeling back the cotton throw until you see her splotchy face and red eyes. Water attached to her curled lashes and some still threatening to spill over. “What’s wrong?”
“Bad dream…gwemlins,” she answers using the blanket to wipe her eyes. You immediately hug her close as you coo and assure her everything’s okay.
And surprisingly, she hugs you back.
Her tiny arms wrap tight around you - well, as far as they could with her adorably short reach - almost refusing to let you go.
“Yea, when they get angry they can be scary huh?”
She nods. “And have very very sharp teeth.”
“They do, but luckily they’re not real so there’s nothing-,”
A crash from the back room startles both of you making Grace scream, with the six year old nearly choking you now having her arms around your neck.
“It’s them!,” she cries hiding her face in your shoulder just as Ari limps into the living room holding his knee and appearing half asleep.
“Damn dresser,” he grumbles wiping his eyes that quickly fill with concern seeing both of you on the couch and his niece upset. “What’s wrong?”
“Grace had a nightmare about Gremlins,” you answer pointedly glaring at him as if saying, “I told you so!”
The slight wince on his face isn’t just from an uncomfortable knee as he walks forward to perch on the coffee table. “I’m sorry bug. I didn’t mean to show that to you to scare you.”
“Not nice uncle Ari,” she mumbles still attached to you.
“Forgive me?,” he pouts holding his arms out for a hug. “Peas?”
Wiping her eyes one last time, a small smile begins to spread on her lips as she moves from you to Ari. A fit of giggles rapidly escaping her mouth as his larger body practically swallows hers in a bear hug and he attacks her cheeks with kisses. A dramatic “mwah” sounding every time he made contact causing you to giggle as well.
And fantasize the undoubtedly joyful future you’d both have with your own children.
“Don’t do it again!,” she chastises when he stops. Wagging her finger inches from his nose making him chuckle. She was definitely her mother’s child.
“I promise I won’t.”
“Alright guys,” you sigh, “Since it’s gonna be a bit difficult to go back to sleep, I say we watch something happy.”
“Not Gwemlins!”
“No definitely not,” you chuckle. “I was thinking..Aladdin.”
“Yay! I love Aladdin!,” she claps in Ari’s arms as he picks her up so they both can sit on the couch. To both of your surprise, Grace crawls from her uncle’s lap and squeezes between you and Ari. “You like too?”
“Mhm, I even went as Princess Jasmine for Halloween when I was little.” You have to admit, seeing that gleam of admiration in her eyes as she gazed up at you made you silently thank Ari for showing her that movie. It was the reason behind this bonding moment that you didn’t think would happen.
As the movie played, you and Grace talked about the scenes and of course sung along to your heart’s content not caring if you were off key. All the while Ari watched you both with a soft smile on his pink lips loving how fast of friends you’d become.
And when you both fell asleep - you leaning on his shoulder and her across your lap - he couldn’t help but sneakily take a picture with his phone. Sending it to you with a message saying “looks like you’re amazing and a clear favorite too😉”.
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Since it’s spooky season, may I request a demon Sanji offering Zoro some food?
i was supposed to post this for friday the 13th, but it got way more dramatic than i planned… thank you for the ask!
Y’know, when Sanji became a demon, he hadn’t expected to have to deal with moss infestations.
He is aware that that sounds rather ridiculous and makes little to no sense. The long and short of it is, he got himself cursed. Dumb, yes, he’s aware of that too, but how was he supposed to have known that the rare herb garden he’d stepped into was guarded by a territorial (and rather unhinged, in his humble opinion) occultist?
But as far as curses go, this one really isn’t so bad. Sanji had just sort of… accepted it, after a while, and it certainly hadn’t hurt that the whole becoming a demon gig came with its own massive underworld castle filled with invisible servants. He shudders, peering into a mirror and brushing an invisible speck of dust from his horns. He could have been turned into a goat, or something. How the hell would he cook if he was a goat?
Back to the topic at hand, he has a visitor. A human, of all things! Wandering about the underworld! Sanji’s scrying bowl had offered him a view of short green hair and three swords hanging from a belt, and honestly? He doesn’t know what to make of it, and now the man is hovering in his entryway, poking at a 6th century vase that Sanji is fairly sure holds some Roman emperor’s dead body. He checks his reflection one last time, sucking at his teeth before he phases into shadow, hovering just outside the edges of the foyer. The flames of the candelabra flicker in an invisible wind and the man whip his head around, looking for a threat that isn’t there—
And Sanji coalesces right behind him. “Hello, little huma— Ack!” A sword swings for his neck in the space of a breath and he leans back on instinct, not putting much effort into it—
The tip nicks his throat and draws blood.
Sanji’s eyes go wide. Oh, this just got interesting.
Regular blades can’t hurt him. Can’t even touch him; they pass right through his form like he’s made of liquid shadow, but he feels this cut. The faint sting, the hot trickle over his tendons, the smell of his own blood thick in the air. He hadn’t even heard the sword unsheathe.
The man is backing away, eyes wild; Sanji huffs a laugh and melts into the shadow again, reappearing just in time for the man to bump into him with a loud swear. Sanji needs to stop calling him The Man. “What’s your name?”
The Man scowls as he holds his sword ready, and it pulls at the vertical scar over his left eye. “Like hell I’ll tell you. I’m not gonna let you use me for whatever— witchy shit you wanna do.”
Sanji raises an unimpressed brow. “First of all, I’m a demon, not a witch. And second, it doesn’t work like that. You need my name for spells and such.”
“Which is?”
“Now why would I tell you?” He grins, sharp and sweet like the song of a blade through the air. “You’ll know mine when I know yours, Marimo.”
“Marimo?” his visitor scoffs, and Sanji shrugs with a genial smile even as Marimo bristles. Better than The Man.
He turns around, gliding through the foyer more for the sake of having something to do than actually trying to go anywhere, and of course Marimo follows. “Don’t you have anywhere else to be?” he sighs, side-eyeing the man as he squints warily at a bust of some sort of cat with seven eyes.
“Nope.”
“What’s the deal, then? A human all the way down here? Hell isn’t exactly the most popular vacation spot, y’know.” Sanji pauses and gives a pointed look to the weapon that had drawn his blood. “And that is not a normal sword.”
Marimo’s eyebrows twitch, the only sign Sanji gets that he’s surprised. “Cursed blade,” the man grumbles, rubbing a thumb over the hilt. “And I’m looking for someone.”
“…In Hell.” Sanji’s skeptical.
“My best friend got himself kicked through a portal, alright?” Marimo protests, lip curling in irritation.
“Ha! Good luck with that,” Sanji huffs, walking again. “Nobody new’s been down here except—” Wait. He spins on his heel, and Marimo narrows his eyes suspiciously. “Dark hair, chatty as anything, about… yea high?” he asks, lifting his hand as an estimate, and he lurches back when Marimo leans all up in his face with his eyes like sharp granite.
“You know something.”
“One of my… acquaintances said something about it, yes.” Mihawk had mentioned a guy suddenly popping up. Monkey something-or-other. Loofah? He opens his mouth to speak right as he hears an odd growl, and Marimo pulls back with the tips of his ears turning red. A huff of a laugh slips out without Sanji’s permission. “Alright, come on,” he decides, creating a shadow door and waiting for the other man to follow. “Can’t find your friend on an empty stomach.”
They walk straight into the kitchen, and Sanji gets to work whipping up a plate of omurice. He was a chef before, and he still is one; he’ll feed anyone who’s hungry. He might not be human or alive (or is he? He still isn’t sure) anymore but he refuses to let go of the values that he’d lived and breathed by, no matter how… questionable his unexpected guest may be.
He is done in a matter of minutes. “Eat.” The plate scrapes as he slides it across the countertop with cutlery, but Marimo just glares. “What? Don’t like eggs?”
“Isn’t there some rule about getting trapped here if you eat?”
Sanji resists the urge to roll his eyes, because Hell’s bells, this man is stubborn. “Look, that’s all bullshit, alright? Eat, or I’ll make you. This is the only place around for leagues that has food you could possibly digest. Or would you rather go hunt for elephant scorpions?”
The man recoils. “The fuck are those?”
“You don’t wanna know.” He nudges the fork and spoon closer, crossing his arms with an expectant eyebrow.
Marimo raises one right back, but he hesitantly picks up the cutlery and digs in. “…So you eat human food,” he mutters after a while, and Sanji looks up from where he’s washing the dishes.
“Yes? Why wouldn’t I?”
“Dunno,” the other man muses, taking another bite. The dim light of the wall sconces makes his three golden earrings gleam, highlighting the gnarly scar across his chest. “What with the whole demon thing.”
“Not all of us have a taste for mortal flesh,” Sanji sniffs, examining his cuticles coolly before getting back to scrubbing.
He’s feeling a little strange. Maybe it’s the human interaction after so long of being down here with just his invisible friends and other demons for company, but it’s making something hurt right behind his ribs, where his heart beats more slowly than it has any right to. He’d missed this. Cooking for someone else. Banter. Companionship.
He takes a shaky breath and plunges his hands into the water, grabbing a frying pan and scouring it viciously. No use reminiscing and chasing pipe dreams.
“Oi.”
Marimo’s voice catches his attention, and he rinses the sponge. “Hm?”
“How’s the—?” The man gestures vaguely to his neck, and Sanji’s fingers fly up to his throat to feel for the cut.
“Oh, that.” It’s already mostly healed, and he tilts his jaw to the side to show it. “S’fine. See?”
Marimo grunts, turning back to the last bites of his food. “Sorry.”
Sanji stills, something wild flaring hot in his ribcage before he mentally wrangles it into submission. He wouldn’t have expected an apology from anyone— much less this man. “It’s no big deal.”
“Still,” Marimo says gruffly, sliding the plate back over, the ceramic scraped clean. “And thanks.” He blinks for a second before nodding to the empty plate, as if it isn’t clear enough. “For the food.”
What the fuck. Sanji takes it, feeling like he’s in a bit of a daze. Marimo had seemed like a bit of a brute at first, with his scars and his close-cropped hair and his physique and the stupid shirt that was open halfway down his damn chest (Sanji, don’t look, it doesn’t matter how many muscles he has), not to mention the three swords. He’s bullheaded but obviously skilled, and— who the Hell is this guy?
“Who sent you,” Sanji breathes as he sets the plate down, something sinking in the pit of his gut. He readies one hand behind his back. There has to be a catch.
Marimo frowns. “Nobody sent me, I told you I’m looking for my—”
He lunges. His claws are around the man’s neck in less than a second, digging up into the soft part of his throat. Marimo’s Adam’s apple bobs against the pad of his thumb. “Who sent you,” he hisses again, and it comes out less steady than he likes.
Sanji doesn’t know why he’s affected. It shouldn’t matter. It doesn’t matter. He has not fallen so far that the thought of this small bit of— of courtesy, of company, being a farce should feel like such a betrayal.
So why does it?
He tightens his grip, gaze boring into eyes that have gone granite-dark in the low light, and yet Marimo does not pull away. The man tips his chin up, allows the point of Sanji’s claw to dig just beneath his trachea. “Nobody sent me,” he repeats evenly, chest rising and falling with his breaths, and Sanji holds back a snarl. He has been alone for too long for some human to come waltzing in and fucking up his life with— whatever this is, only for him to get butthurt because it wasn’t real. It’s not even that big of a deal and he feels fucking ridiculous.
“If you’re lying—”
“I’m not.”
And it seems like he really isn’t. Marimo’s pulse is rock steady, his gaze unflinchingly neutral, tracking Sanji across the room even as the demon slowly pulls away.
“I’m sorry,” Sanji mutters, leaning back against the sink and pressing a hand over his eyes with a tired exhale. “I apologise, I— I lost myself.”
“S’okay,” Marimo says cautiously. His swords clatter against each other as he stands and pushes the stool in with his knee. “I should… get going.”
“Yeah.” Taking a deep breath, Sanji shakes his head a little and smoothes his hands over the front of his blouse. He snaps his fingers, and a shadow door materialises in front of the other man. “This will take you to the acquaintance I was talking about, Mihawk. He’s your best bet at finding— What’s his name?”
“Luffy.”
“Luffy. Right.”
Marimo hesitates, and Sanji feels like something’s gotten caught in his throat.
“It gets lonely here, doesn’t it?” the other man asks abruptly, turning to face Sanji properly.
He swallows. “…Sometimes,” he concedes, keeping his tone light. “Nothing I can’t handle.”
Marimo gives an aborted jerk of his head, like he hadn’t been able to decide whether to nod or not. “Luffy’s appetite is crazy. He’ll be hungry when I find him.”
Sanji can’t help but laugh. It seems to be becoming a recurring problem. “You asking if I’ll feed him?”
“Yeah. Because I think you’ll say yes.”
A smirk pulls at Sanji’s mouth, and he lets it lean sharp. “Do you have a death wish, planning to come back to a demon’s castle?”
“Maybe,” Zoro mutters, but he matches Sanji’s expression tooth for tooth. “But the food’s good, and the company’s… decent.”
Sanji really does roll his eyes this time. Unbelievable. “You’ve got some nerve, Marimo.”
“Zoro.”
Zoro. It echoes around in his skull, sets something sparking up under his skin. “Zoro,” he tries, cocking his head before he nods to the shadow door. “Get going, idiot. That isn’t going to stay open forever.”
Zoro takes a step backwards. “You haven’t told me your name.”
Sanji purses his lips to hide his chuckle. “Come back with Luffy, and maybe you’ll find out.”
The last thing he sees is the swordsman’s grin before the door dissolves, leaving him alone in his kitchen with a feeling in his chest that he hasn’t felt for ages. Fuck, this Zoro is trouble.
Sanji drags his hands over his face and groans, but he’s smiling.
All he does in this damn castle is laze around and cook for himself. If it means cooking for someone else, and decent company… Well, a little trouble couldn’t hurt.
#zosan#zosan au#one piece zosan#zoro x sanji#roronoa zoro#black leg sanji#sanji#one piece sanji#zoro#one piece#ino’s ask box
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@britneyt
Aw! Thank you! :DD
@gilbertsphotography
The elven style ears are meant to make them look less human and to match the Wario bros. :0 My AU's Peach and Daisy are these tall elf like creatures, not humans. They are the same species as the Wario bros.
Jangles would prepare himself for this brutal duel in "put em up" type battle stance. Ready to give this fight his all.
Only to be squashed by Jangle. Alas, he is made of plastic <XDD
@pinkpenguin88888
XDD Thought that was a bunny at first-
:DD Thank you! But hey, nothing's stopping you from book marking the post or saving the link to it somewhere :0
@whereismycupofcoffee
Honestly I have no hope. I'm thinking its gonna bomb like the Ruin DLC did, lore wise. Calling it now there's gonna be a character named VANESSA and her nickname is VANNY even though this movie is about the first game and has NOTHING TO DO WITH VANESSA. There's gonna be a kid named Cassidy, another kid named Gregory, circus baby is gonna come out of nowhere, there's gonna be a nightmare animatronic reference, one kid is gonna look like the crying child for no reason, Springtrap is gonna talk a lot and take away the horror- its gonna be a mess. The lore will be a terrible. mess.
Horror wise it might be awesome but I am NOT looking forward to all the crap they're gonna mix in with the lore. Its soooo simple, just make a spooky movie that captures the terror that the first game created. Recreate the mystery and horror. Bonnie disappearing, Foxy running down the hall. Freddy's music. Maybe Golden Freddy?? Hints of a darker past with dead kids. It would be awesome. They don't gotta complicate the lore by adding all the other games into it but I know they will-
@palettepainter :DD Thank you!!
@randox-talore Nope! The flowers don't make them bigger. They just give the bros ice/fire powers :}
@devastatorst
Pretty much XDD
@andysalleyway
:DDD Thank you so much!! Honestly I'm surprised by the number of my followers that are into the same fandoms I'm into. Sounds like I've found my people! XDD
Thanks, I'm hoping it finally gets through to people and they'll just leave me alone..
It is! But ya gotta DM me for it so I can sus out your blog :x
I need to have some idea of who I'm letting in-
:DD Thank you so much! Also sorry, I don't take requests :/
@montygatorshusband
THANK YOU! I don't support any ships from any fandoms, I just personally don't like them. So having people harp on me and my AU because a "canon ship" isn't in it was really annoying.. 😓
Glamrock Bonnie and Foxy would be thinking "Wow, they look different/great! :00"
Glamrock Freddy and Chica are like "WHY IS BONNIE SO LARGE"
Oooo that would be cool! All my versions of Bonnie are slow, so having him throw things at Gregory would be terrifying-
@ocinstituterep
The reason why I haven't drawn any classic mermaids like that is because it felt kind'a weird to add a half human creature into the Octonauts universe. Considering humans don't exist in it.. Now that post with the mermaid thing actually has the creature looking humanoid for sure. Because it would look more alien if it was human. But I kept the scales because a straight up half human mermaid would just feel out of place-
@mashmellowy
Firealpaca! :}}
@oddesto
XD Thank you!! Also my WHOLE BLOG?? Dang. I apologize for all the Gravity falls cringe you had to see-
XD Factual Fanta, that's great 🤣🤣
@citrusfruitman
I think those people are just salty because they wanna draw my stuff but I wont let them. My true fans will have basic human respect and just not draw fanart without sending me hate and rude comments.
@danman22ful
Monty is much more mellow and kind in the Partial swap. Although he still can be a bit of a grump sometimes. The way Bonnie is treating everyone (mostly Foxy) really angers/upsets him.
Roxy hasn't changed a whole lot tbh. Full of grief and self loathing. Except I don't think she'd have this "I'm better than you" attitude. Her thinking that Freddy's death was her fault would crush her. Just like Monty was crushed in the OG au.
:DDD Thank you!! Also really? :00 Wow, great minds do think alike! XD
Aw, I'm sorry that you relate to Bonnie's struggles, <:(
I was thinking he would do 1 of 2 things.
Either this bombshell that his late friends of 10 years are alive, would be so emotionally overwhelming that he would completely shut down. Literally. They would break into his room and Bonnie is collapsed on the floor. And cannot be reactivated. And when he does eventually reactivate, he absolutely refuses to acknowledge or speak to anyone in anyway..
OR, hearing that Chica and Freddy are alive, would completely drown out any other feeling. They're alive, he would rush out of his room to go see them. All of his stress, all of his anger would be swept away in favor of his anxiousness to see his friends again. And finally, he would talk to people again somewhat. Every day would get easier knowing that once its over he can go see Freddy and Chica again.
I haven't decided which one is better <XD
@burningmusicfunnygiant (Post in question)
Oh a whole mix of emotions. Mostly joy and sadness though.. Joy to see them alive after all these years. But sadness too see the horrible states they're in.. Mostly Freddy's state-
<XD Don't worry I wont. I know some of the angsty bits of Bluey but not enough to draw stuff and traumatize you all-
You are spared this time! XDD
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I’m a Proud Furry
Very Proud Therian (Salt Water Crocodile, Snow leopard, Crow, Fox, German shepherd, and also Fictionkin (Dragon & Griffin) (I am completely aware that I’m human and have no problem with that, so don’t even try that “Your human deal with it” Crap)
My B-Day is August 23rd
Oldest of 8 Siblings
I speak German and English (tad Spanish as well)
favorite animals are Crows, Crocodiles, and Owls
favorite song atm is Milk carton by Madilyn Mei, and Das Lied by Julia Engelman
Favorite colors Mint Green and Navy Blue
stuff I like : Drawing, Birds, Reading, Gaming, Athro animals, Rp, Cosplay, Skateboarding, silliness, Skeletons, doing quads, Ink sans!, Errink!, My Moots and friends!!, My Flock and Pack <3, and more stuff I can’t remember to put :,)
If you are rude to Furries, Therians, or Lgbtq+ people then fuck off. And if you harass people over fiction, then get away from me.
some fandoms I’m interested in : WoF, Fundamental Paper Education, Horrid Henry, Fe, Wc, Undertale/Utmv, Deltarune, Lackadaisy, Tmnt/Rottmnt, Ramshackle, Billie Bust Up, Legend of the Guardians, HH & HB, Pokemon, Murder Drones, Tadac, Monkey Wrench, Bluey, Spooky month, Fnaf, LMK, Animaniacs, Etc.
Stuff you’ll find on my blog :
Utmv art
Occasional Oc art
Ship art
Ink sans fanart
Random Stuff and occasional rambling
Sometimes bird art (depending on my mood)
Other fandom art (occasional/Rarely)
I can be a little awkward when it comes to interaction but I try not to, as I genuinely do wanna have conversations with people and make friends I’m just too scared to start the conversations so you might have to start them first :”)
Sometimes I might say cringe things but I’m not too ashamed as I’m just having fun being me ^u^
Do NOT repost my art without my permission or I’ll feed you a chainsaw.
I have a separate blog where all I do is reblog my art so it’s seen easier! @theforgottencorvid
My 1st Rp account is @the-one-and-only-ink
My 2nd Rp account is @the-radio-demon--alastor
I’ll ship and draw what I want if you don’t like it just scroll past it/block the tag. Don’t harass me. (I’ll ship what I want and if u don’t like that ship cool, fiction is fiction sorry if it upsets you. But feel free to scroll past.)
I’m neither pro nor anti, I couldn't care less. I honestly don't care if a creator is Proship, because if I like their stuff then I’ll keep interacting/liking the stuff they make. Fiction is Fiction, if they condone that stuff irl then that’s where I draw the line. Do not go harass ANYONE. over fiction.
Requests are open! Don’t be shy I absolutely love getting asks/requests from people! They make me happy :>
Drawing requests are Open
Well, I’m not so sure what else to put sooo ima just put these lil things here :>
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its 3am and I can't sleep SO YA KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS
no you don't
general relationship head cannons with izuru kamakura
I'm feeding all the starving izuru simps out there
Okay I just wanna say this out of random (because I'm cold rn)
Cuddles with izuru on cold nights..
💳💥💳💥
this man gives top tier cuddles once he knows how to
if the ultimate cuddler wasn't already a thing he made it one can't change my mind
all in all nights whether there cold or not are lovely
his number 1 priority when it's night is making sure your comfortable making sure you have enough pillows and blankets
his hair is honestly like a blanket itself
Oh and if you can't sleep..
he would definitely leave to grab some things
and he comes back with most likely a book and some tea
tea to help calm you down
and as for the book he would cuddle you and read to you
(I'm melting writing this rn aaaa)
And mornings are also lovelier
he would either stay in bed with you or get up to make breakfast
but I feel like he would most of the time cuddle you until you woke up
and then make breakfast
(I could explain why I'm thinking this but I'm to tired rn)
can we talk about how his cooking would actually be bomb af
(of course it is he is an ultimate cook)
I personally feel like if your a person who always does small hobbies like crochet, or drawing
he might get a lil jealous on how you can do something that takes so much patience without getting bored..
Am I the only one who thinks this 🤡?
I'm not saying he is overprotective but I'm not saying he isn't either
but trust me your safety is also his number one priority
whether it's physical or mental
he would 100% use most of his useful talents to help you
struggling with emotions ultimate therapist comes into play
sick? ultimate doctor is here
In danger? got an ultimate body guard by your side
I also feel like izuru would also always be by your side
even if you can't see him or don't notice him he is there
he's just lookin out for you
wouldn't say he is a yandere
... but he does give of yandere vibes but non toxic
just like maybe.. anything that poses a threat to you or your relationship with him shall be slaughtered
This man is the ultimate boyfriend
maybe even the ultimate husband?
I'm so going to make a NSFW version of this but my brain can't comprehend that rn so I will tmr -
Stay spooky - modhiyoko
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Awww! Your spooky month art is adorable! I saw the ignacio one first and then clicked on your profile and had a heart attack when I saw the father Gregor one!, I was literally just obsessing over his character too! You drew him so adorably! And the way he’s barely even pushing them away has me in a chokehold
N’aww, thanks man! (or manette)
I honestly tried drawing him w/ a reference photo but I’m ass at drawing wrinkles so he’s less moldy oldy.
And I wanted to have him barely to not even pushing the spookids away cuz he doesn’t wanna hurt em
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Being Nice For a Change
Roy can’t believe what he’s been talked into. Ross and Robert have been pestering him about being nicer to Skid and Pump, to which Roy couldn’t believe that his two best friends were actually warming up to those two weirdos. He tried arguing that there was no way he would agree to it, but Rob and Roy were just way too persistent and Roy eventually had to give in.
The only problem was, Roy had absolutely no idea what they should say or do with Skid and Pump that they would like. The only times they ever interacted with each other was when they were picking on the little guys. That is, until the three boys heard laughter coming from the other side of the fence. When they peeked over, they could see the two spooky kids having a tickle fight in Skid’s backyard. They seemed to be enjoying it based on how giddy their laughs sounded and it was honestly kind of cute watching them play. This gave the Hatzgang an idea, and one that made Roy, in particular, grinned mischievously.
Later that day, Skid and Pump were walking down the street on the search for some spooky fun. They stopped dead in their tracks once they spotted the Hatzgang, watching as they walked closer to them. “Hey, losers!” Roy greeted rather rudely. Ross continued, “We wanna be nice to you for a change, so we want to hang with you two.” Skid and Pump’s eyes grew wide. “Really?!” They asked in unison. “Yeah, we want to play a game with you guys.” Robert answered.
“What game is it? What game is it?” Skid and Pump squeed, bouncing in excitement. Instead of answering, Roy snapped his fingers and Ross and Rob rushed over to Skid and Pump and grabbed them. Holding the younger kids under their arms and lifting them up to their chest, turning them around for them to see Roy smiling at the two. “Uuuhhh.. what are you doing?” Skid asked, clearly not understanding what the bullies were up to this time. “This isn’t a prank, is it?” Pump added, nervously.
Roy snickered, “Don’t worry, you two. This is all part of the game.” Skid and Pump looked at each other. What kind of game was this? Roy must of been a mind reader because as soon as they looked back at him he exclaimed, “The Tickle Game!” The second they heard that, the spooky kids froze and squeaked. Why would Roy of all people tickle them? He doesn’t even like their little games. They snapped out of their thoughts when they saw Roy’s fingers wiggle in their direction.
Skid giggled and try to squirm out of Rob’s grasp, while Pump avoided eye contact and made cheery wines. Different reactions that both have the same meaning: they were about get tickled and they’re anticipating for it to happen. “We haven’t already started and you’re already getting giddy!” Ross chuckled, followed by Rob saying, “You two are really in for something great!” Before either one of the spooky kids could respond, each of Roy’s hands were placed firmly on their stomachs. He slowly began to wiggle them.
Skid and Pump began giggling quietly, which soon became much louder as Roy’s fingers moved quicker. “Gootchie Gootchie Gooo!” He sang in a teasey voice. Roy always teased Skid and Pump, but this time he wasn’t saying mean things or calling them names. Instead, he sing songed some silly words and talked about the predicament they were in. That somehow made the sensation even more tickly.
“Royheeheeheehee! It tihihihickles!” Skid squealed as he twisted against Roy’s fingers. Pump emphasizes his friends point he cried, “It tickles!” Over and over again. “Ooohh... It tickles?” Roy teased, drawing out his words. “Yeah, I sure hope it dose!”
Ross and Roy looked at each other and chuckled, Skid and Pump were laughing like crazy and each of their laughter was very unique. Skid’s laugh was high pitched and squeaky, he almost sounded like Elmo from Sesame Street. And whenever Roy would hit a spot that was really ticklish, those giggles would turn into full blown cackles. As for Pump, his laughter could only be described as dopey. He just keeps going “Ahuh Ahuh Ahuh!” as he fidgeted in Ross’ arms. To make it even better, he would snort every once in a while.
Roy suddenly got an idea. He stopped his tickling to let the spooky kids catch their breath, then ask, “Which one of you is more ticklish.” “We don’t know....” Skid panted, still giggling from the phantom tickles. “You wouldn’t mind if I... tested it out, would you?” Skid and Pump gasped, what did he mean “test it out”? “But who should I tickle first?” Roy pondered, rubbing his hand against his chin. All Skid and Pump could do was giggle in anticipation, if they were going to be tickle one at a time, then one of them was going to have to wait as they watch their friend laugh and wiggle. And when they got tickled after, the impact would be so much more powerful. Roy knew what he was doing, the smirk on his face says everything.
Roy looked at Pump, who was very wiggly and giggly in particular. “You seem pretty excited, I think I’ll tickle you first!” Roy declared as he dug his fingers in Pump’s sides.
The poor Pumpkin squealed and flailed his arms. Every squeeze of the hips caused his laughter to temporarily rise. Skid anxiously watched as he fidget in place, knowing he was next. Hearing Roy’s tickle talk only made it worse. “Ooooh! You’re sides are squishy, Pump. You’re like a little squeaky toy!” Pump snorted. “Did you just snort? Geez, I can’t tell if you’re a pumpkin or a pig.” Roy could tell Pump was blushing under his pumpkin mask.
Skid couldn’t take it anymore, he looked away and covered his ears. “Is something the matter?” Rob asked the skeleton kid. “Watching Pump getting tickled is making me nervous.” Roy overheard that and looked at Skid mischievously. “Awww, poor Skid. Don’t worry, I can tickle you now if you want. Ross will tickle Pump for me.” Right as he said it, Ross tickled Pump’s armpits.
Thankfully, Roy’s voice drowned out Pump’s laughter. “Hmmm... I got an idea. What if both me and Rob tickled you?” “Oh, great idea, Roy! Is that ok with you, Skid.” Skid giggled at Rob’s question, it was really sweet for them to ask if Skid would be comfortable with that.
“I guess so.” Skid managed to answer. Rob wiggled his fingers into the skeleton’s armpits while Roy tickled his ribs and belly. Skid practically screeched, he wasn’t use to having multiple spots being tickled at once. And, of course, the two boys kept on teasing!
“Tickle Tickle Tickle!” Roy kept switching between the ribs and belly.
“Your laugh is cool, dude.” Rob commented.
“Yours too, Pump.” Ross followed up.
After a few more minutes of merciless tickling, the Hatzgang decided that the Spooky kids have had their fill. Skid and Pump sagged limply in Rob and Ross’ arms. “Did you guys have fun?” They both asked. After taking some giggly breaths, the little ones answered a very tired “Yes”, then they looked at Roy and said “Thanks for playing with us!”
Once they went on their separate ways, Rob and Ross congratulated Roy on being nice to Skid and Pump for a change. To which he kept denying but it’s pretty clear that he does care about them a little bit.
#my writing#my fic#spooky month#hatzgang#tickle fic#sfw tickling community#skid and pump#spooky month fic#sfw tickles
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Get Iron Lunged, Idiot
wOaH!! M E ACTUALLY POSTING MORE ARTNOT EVERY 6 MONTHS?? WHAT AM I AN ARTIST OR SOMETHING???
But yeah! Oddly enough felt v e r y motivated for some art this month, but i think it's entirely because of October and the Spooky Season and all the new things being announced, so guess it's getting me all hyped up to do some art about those things! ....which is good cause g o d need to post mooorehhhHhhdjswnj-
But anyhoo, as you can probably ready tell, this piece is about Iron Lung! But instead of drawing Mark in it or a scene from the trailer like everyone else....nah decided to draw my persona in it cause haha blood go BRRRRR-
But really this was a REAL fun one to make and I'm honestly pretty damn proud of it! Been tryna practicing more with poses and h a n d s , the coloring and lighting was real fun, need to practice drawing blood more, and...ey never wanna skip the chance to draw my eyeball guy getting intO ALL S O R T S OF WACKY AND FUN SITUATIONS, so into the blood ocean he goes :]
But yeah, now if you excuse me, i can already feel my art motivation evaporating away, so now i'm just gonna *collapses down a flight of 32 stairs* seeyouinthenext6monthshhhsksbekhn-
#i blooded my persona#for the funny youtube man's movie#hell yeah#new pfp just dropped#gonne be keeping this#all the way till the movie drops#even during christmas#now every day is blood day#h e l l y e a h#markiplier#iron lung#blood#tw blood#persona#eyeball persona#eyesore#eyesore's art
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big fan of your eeveelution investigation team art! what other pokemon do you think they would have?
thank you sm!! <3 i'm so happy people like my silly little drawings
on that note, i am so sorry anon you've awoken a beast
this awoke soooooo many brainworms in me btw i will be thinking about this for so long. i don't have entire teams planned out for everyone (...yet) but i'm gonna try to go off of a mix of elements + Vibes
ok so like souji/yu for SURE has a team full of super powerful, intimidating ass pokemon. debating putting arceus there bc of izanagi... i'm thinking like serperior, garchomp, that type of stuff. of course he also would have a luxray or smth bc cat 😸🥰
yosuke was honestly so easy for me to come up w an entire team for him 🫣 imo his team would include stuff like greninja (obligatory) and staraptor/noivern and, hear me out, meowscarada. magician arcana
chie would have a team full of heavy-hitting physical attackers 💪🏼💪🏼 she would def have a gyarados and either a mienfoo or a kubfu. small bestie perfect for training
yukiko i have had SO much fun thinking up ideas for, i wanna try to make some drawings w full teams of 6 for everyone but if no one else i wanna do one for YUKIKO. volcarona bc fiery dance shit, but i think she'd totally embrace the Weird. what i'm saying is she would so totally have like a gengar and hydreigon. i am debating giving her giratina for shits and giggles 😋
kanji!! my boy, my dude!! i saw some tags on my kanji art that mentioned how he would have a team full of pokemon that evolved w high friendship/affection and they are all SO right. he'd def have a milotic in there, probably a crobat or krookodile?? also hear me out: leavanny. they could make clothes together 🥹
rise i think would have kind of a gimmicky team!! shit like whimsicott, maushold, ofc paired w support like an altaria. i just think she would get the cute ones that can also piss people off just for funsies 😈😇
teddie needs to have all baby pokemon. cute ass shit. i'm talking togepi. definitely some wack shit like shaymin (ground forme) and jirachi. and, once again, hear me out: darkrai. think of spooky ass shadow teddie. he would totally have the cutest sweetest most innocent team and then A Horror From The Shadows 👻
naoto was also super easy for me to imagine a full team for!! lucario DUHHHH. and other cool shit like a samurott and flygon. i can't explain it but they all fit naoto's Vibe do you get what i'm saying. they’re all like🕵️ yknow
okayyyyyyyy that was so long i'm so sorry _(:3 」∠)_ BUT this gave me so many ideas and i think my next project may be to draw them being all swag w their teams... or if nothing else definitely get yukiko's team drawn. that girl would be full of horrors i know it <3
#god i hope the read more works#this is so long IM SO SORRY#left some stuff vague bc i wanna draw it#and leave some ~intrigue~ so people stay curious i guess#does that count as clickbait. oh well#anyway THANK U FOR THE ASK ANON U ARE VERY SWAG AND NICE#cherry asks#<- tag for my asks now ig
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so,, fnm won the poll and i've already actually been working on some materials sO
the promised ramble! (not including any drawings, sadly)
so. Five Night's Monsters is a fun little monster of the week campaign based in the world of fnaf, yeah? it also draws inspiration from batim and the matrix (coming from someone who has seen part of the matrix but like. not all of it). I'm not going to touch too much on that stuff, cause i don't wanna spoil my big twists for the hunters, but one of them already knows what i mean :D
the campaign takes place in hurricane, utah, to no one's surprise. I'm using this funky timeline that's like. half pre-prepared, half made up on the spot. it is taking place in 2018, and starts on the day of the fnaf 3 fire- set by henry and helpy. three of our hunters were meeting up after a while of not seeing each other, the fourth joined in to give them a ride getting henry safe, and the fifth will be joining in soon. this brings us to our dear hunters! i won't say too much, as they each have their own characters and backstories, but I'll touch on how they're connected, and basic ideas of backstory.
first we've got @clemmieinnit's hunter, Bonnie Jeremiah. he's like, a band teacher, and honestly connects most of the hunters? like, one is a college friend, the other two are former students. he's also the bonnie mask bully. clem's playing the Wronged playbook
next, there's @starlightandroses's hunter, Syren Vanheri. they're the local conspiracy theorist of sorts, an expert on freddy's without the inside info. lani's playing the Expert playbook
the next hunters don't have tumblr,,
we've got Toren Ageri, former night guard. he's got a really fun and interesting backstory that's mostly kept under locks haha. toren is the Crooked.
and there's Ren Spurling. their mother was a night guard, but wasn't as lucky as toren to live. ren is the Mundane.
and of course, making an entrance literally as I'm typing this, is Melanie Kyla Jensen! she's a very fun character who I've been working with the player on, and boy am i excited for her. her aunt is our good good ghost friend cassidy. melanie is the Spooky!
okay. so there's the hunters. so, I'm not entirely sure what they're expecting the final end-goal to be right now, but they're probably thinking defeating wafton? then again, i have let it slip there's several potential bbegs so who knows.
but basically, it's just sort of a motw fnaf thingybading. they've been fighting the phantom animatronics lately, as they haven't actually encountered too much of this hunt's monster. and what they have encountered is easy to blame the phantoms for (which is funny cause there was a 20% chance they'd show up and then i rolled a 1 on the d100)
so far, they've met up, found helpy, helped henry, fixed helpy, and are stuck in a power-outage that they're just kinda. doing a bunch of things figuring out what's going on. right now, we've got the "he's immortal???" plotline, and the "jeremy is, in fact, also the vr jeremy" plotline going on. also the "melanie explores freddy's" plot.
some fun things i'm doing here are. not really how motw works but i couldn't care less it's interesting- but some of the npcs are recruitable, and have playbooks themselves. these npcs are jeremy, henry, sammy, and michael (not that. mike is there yet.) one is the wronged, one is the spooky, one is the monstrous, and one is the chosen.
sammy is our local favorite npc! he's both the hunters' favorite, and mine... yeah you can probably guess how that's turned out haha.
might post some of the npc files (hunter's edition) once i get some more drawings going of these little dudes
#five nights' monsters#five night's at freddy's#fnaf au#fnaf#motw rpg#void says stuff#im not gonna tag the fnaf buds lol#but yeah! fnm basics!#the theme song for fnm as a whole is epoch (living tombstone cover)#but sammy also has his own playlist. I'm also drafting an animatic for him in fnm to the mind electric!#wow this is longer than i thought it'd be
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Kett’s 2022 Art Retrospective
I have definitely drawn things this year. I wanna show it to you!! Let’s take a look back together!
This is a long post! Separated month by month. If you wanna join me, just keep reading!
January
This January I have decided Kett should wear something, at least one time, just so they could feel it and gauge if they liked it or not.
They did not quite like it.
February
During the middle of January, I caught covid and felt miserable. So I wasn’t really feeling it in regards to drawing. I still did some experimentation, however and doodled up a little comic sort of thing
Abstrakett was initially developed as a form of representing myself even if I fell into a particularly bad slump. I was in a particularly bad slump in February, and I believe this was a form of rejecting it.
It didn’t quite work, because I hadn’t drawn much else for this month. And I didn’t draw the next month, either.
April
For April I decided to become bunny
I also took TWO commissions during this month, and worked on some personal projects, such as an alphabet for a language in my setting
Looks like I was back in full swing. Let’s not lose the momentum.
June
Looks like I lost the momentum. I may have not drawn in May.
For June, however, I put this out:
This is a drawing I’m still happy with. A little bit of playing around with perspective! I like this drawing so much in fact that I have made it the background for my website after I finally committed to redesigning it!
July
July is an important month for amateurish internet artists like myself, it’s the month during which Art Fight takes place. And this year I beat my record for submissions during the event, at an astounding... five.
And I believe this is my absolute fave submission for this year’s Art Fight, featuring @wytchwoods‘ character, Maggie. It is certainly the most experimental, at least, and I’m happy with the result.
Of course, this was also the month I smooched @floralope.
I also took a commission this month. So THAT was definitely one of my most productive months this year.
August
My month. I didn’t really do much, but I started drawing Kett with shinier eyes. I simply started to like the look.
September
Wasn’t a very good month for full colored drawings, but I did sketch a bunch, with a particular focus on Teal.
I love my little four-eared creature. I want to make a game that stars them. Hopefully I’ll be able to.
For now, they’re just a cute design.
October
🎃🎃🎃 SPOOKY MONTH 🎃🎃🎃
I am usually not passionate about Halloween at all, but I felt like I had to try something new this year. So I designed Ghost Kett!
I am REALLY happy with how they turned out, so much so I did PLENTY of doodles of them over October.
They do not care much about your privacy, but they’ll ask before possessing you.
November
Was a HUGE month for me
It’s when the Total Fluff Eclipse struck.
I also.
Cried like a little bitch soft boy.
It’s good for you!
December
Oh hey, it’s December right now. The year is almost over. I don’t know if I’ll still draw anything this year, but I know what I have already done.
And honestly? Pretty satisfied with it. I haven’t done such painterly work in a few years but this blows any such work I have done out of the water. Probably the best thing I put out this year.
Hopefully much more to come in 2023.
And that’s a wrap!
I’d like to believe my output has taken a hit ever since I started working. Taking a good look at it, however, it’s easy to see that’s not the case. I have drawn a lot and put out work I am satisfied with. I have been a little harder on myself than I should.
My mood has definitely skyrocketed over the end of the year for whatever reason, and it shows through with my latest piece. I tried to go past the comfort zone I dug myself into and got something I’m proud of off of it.
If you’re still reading through, thanks a bunch for sticking around! I hope you’ll continue checking in on whatever I put out over the coming year, and I hope I’ll continue drawing and sharing it for the foreseeable future.
It was definitely fun taking a brief look over some of what I’ve done, maybe you should do the same? ;)
#talkett#kettarts#skettch#OC:Kett Lovahr#OC:Teal Haden#retrospective#artists on tumblr#raccat#atrean#beyond atrea#cat#floralope
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Day six: evening; costume emergency
A/N: Short but sweet! The big event is coming so don’t worry, next one is a decent length -Danny
Pairing: Platonic!Calypso, Piper xgn!reader
Word count: 672
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“What do you mean you don’t have a costume?!”
Calypso looks at you with a guilty smile.
“I was having fun making everyone else’s, I forgot to make mine.”
“But the party’s tomorrow, Cal!” You gasp, pulling her back to the chair and sitting next to her, grabbing the notebook she was using to design your friends’ attires. “Okay, we’ll need to brainstorm something here...”
“Done!” Piper comes out of the bathroom as Wednesday Addams. “How does it look?”
“Wow! Look at the details!” You say in awe. “Where did you find these fabrics, Cal?”
“Around,” she says vaguely, smiling proudly at her creation. “You look great, Piper.”
“All thanks to you! I honestly would’ve dressed up as a ghost otherwise.”
“Is that... bad?” Calypso asks innocently.
You laugh. “It’s lazy. She’s saying she would’ve grabbed a white sheet, cut two circles where the eyes are and throw it on.”
“Oh,” the former goddess grins. “I think I like that concept, it sounds funny.”
“It looks funny,” you look at her. “Would you like to be one?”
“I don’t know, will people think I’m being lazy?”
“I think it’d be extraordinary to see you as a ghost, is an unlikely costume, right Pipes?”
Piper turns away from the mirror to give Calypso an encouraging thumbs up with a big smile. It takes your breath away to see just how pretty she is without even trying.
You also feel a little self-aware about your own costume, having decided to go for the funny-spooky look instead of fashionable, or downright scary. But hey, that’s who you are, so it still has some kind of beauty.
“Hmmm,” Calypso grabs the notebook and starts sketching her idea, it starts pretty simple at first, but then she adds a tail and two small cute ears, and she smiles at it fondly. “There, now it’s more creative.”
Piper approaches and looks at the drawing for a second. “You’re a ghost-cat?”
“Yes. Is it funny?”
“Yeah,” Piper admits. “So it’s unexpected, but then the afterthought is like ‘Oh, of course Calypso would choose that!’, and you came up with it so quickly, that’s cool.”
Calypso blushed a little, flattered by the honesty in Piper’s compliments. “You guys helped, in more ways than you think,” she looks at you. “Really.”
You smile a little without saying anything, you know she means all the times you’ve helped her understand the new world, and how patient all of you are when having to explain jokes, or traditions. She’s grateful to have you in her life, and you’re happy she’s found a place where to feel welcomed.
“Okay, so we should get to work!” You say at last, grabbing the notebook and pointing at Piper. “Get me a bedsheet and a pair of cat ears, I’m sure Leo must have some lying around—”
“What are you doing?” Calypso frowned.
“We’re making your costume together!”
“But—”
“No buts, you must be exhausted,” Piper raised a brow. “You’ve sewn about twenty costumes all week! Aren’t your hands in pain?”
“It feels more like muscle memory at this point,” she shrugs. “I’m used to sewing all the time— hadn’t done it in a while, though, but I still have it in me.”
“Well, be as it may, we wanna help, we’ve got nothing else to do and we already saw all the fair’s stands and tasted all the food.”
“This won’t take long anyway,” Piper added. “So we could finish on time to see the movie they’re projecting in the forum.”
“Is it a horror movie?” Calypso asks in curiosity.
“It’s family friendly,” you quickly respond to ease her. “I think we’re watching Halloweentown.”
“That’s a good one,” Piper nods. “Nothing too terribly, Cal, we promise.”
The girl is finally convinced and you quickly start the making of the ghost-cat. It takes less than an hour having the three of you working side by side, and when it’s done you look at it proudly, and most of all happy to be so close to the party.
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So like, even as someone who was there for the hype of Future Trunks (the commercial was crazy seizure inducing, but holy fuck, the baddest twink dressed for battle by the strongest lesbians), I will say that the Dragonball series(es) overall are like ... okay? Fun action, a little bit of spooky when they could, but very rough with some depictions and jokes (racist and sexist), and also just very rough writing at spots. Honestly, rewatching some of the stuff recently, 9 times outta 10, just a bunch of people talking about how strong the one guy screaming is. Um, if you still wanna check 'em out, Dragonball is the OG with Goku as a kid, Dragonball Z is him as an adult, DBZ Kai is the version with repeated scenes, dialogue, and synth music taken out with some color correction done (in order to make it snappier - honestly, love the synth tunes too much to watch it any other way), Dragonball GT was what happened when everyone but the writer wanted to keep going (Goku is a kid again), and Dragonball Super is when the writer was like "oh, right, bills" (where GT either never happened or is sometime yet in the future). And now there is like Dragonball Heroes which is weird crossover stuff which is total cash grab and has no bearing on canon. As far as movies go, only movies that make sense/are canon are Dead Zone (post Dragonball, pre DBZ), Battle of the Gods, Ressurection Frieza, and Legendary Super Sayian Broly (all after DBZ and honestly better, consolidated versions of Super, imo). All the other movies are like ... weird AU stuff.
The only thing I know for a fact was that DB was OG and I think DBZ Came after! Everything I wasn't aware and probably should take note of this all!
And Honestly don't mind it being like an "ok" or "decent" series!
Like if I just watched shows that were 1000/10 award winning or whatever- I would not be drawing for half the shows I am now or have anything to watch lmao!
Like there are some shows or movies that I'm like "Wow this is some award winning stuff here I love it!" and some I'm like "This is so stupid- who wrote this? who did this? Fucking love it."
I'm just here for the ride and to watch stuff/have a good time. Same with movies like- It doesn't have to be 129291921291/10 writing and plot- Like it could be the most cheesiest thing alive but if I'm having a good time watching it I honestly could care less!
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i just finished watching wednesday on netflix and i wanna talk about it
spoilers ahead
first and foremost i would like to say i am not a fan of the addams family, i do not know pretty much anything about the lore or anything other than the basic stuff, goth family, morticia and gomez are in love, wednesday is spooky. i wanted to watch this show for two reasons, i wanted to see more of the addams family and i think jenna ortega is pretty.
now that thats out of the way, i saw some people critiquing the family dynamics of the netflix show, saying the big thing about the addams family is that whilst being goth and morbid they love each other and the fact that was changed in the show really softened a blow for them. considering i haven’t seen past versions i don’t want ti comment too much on this. i will say tho, i think maybe giving wednesday mommy issues was cheap writing because i think a loving family dynamic would have made for more interesting characters. the switch up i can only imagine came into play because they needed a way to draw out the plot/leave wednesdays visions a mystery for longer.
speaking of cheap writing, i did find the show a bit corney from an outside perspective. i think the actors did a great job, especially jenna ortega, but the writing was meh and the plot was predictable, to me at least. that’s not to say it wasn’t enjoyable. i truly enjoyed my watch through and had a fun time watching and trying to put together the puzzle with wednesday. i will say i predicted that plot twist half way through the show purely because it seemed right there and i thought it would be funny. a lot of little moments i totally saw coming.
the plot itself wasn’t bad, persay, but i would’ve liked it to be different. the heavy focus on romance/the love triangle was not something i expected but i really should have to be honest. i didn’t have any expectations walking into the show so i can’t say definitively what i would’ve liked to see instead. again, an enjoyable watch if you’re just watching something for the hell of it but it didn’t feel like anything special to me, just another retold story of a beloved character.
the thing that distracted me maybe the most the whole time was the cgi of the hyde. literally what the fuck was that. why did it look so fucking goofy. i literally couldn’t even be stressed when it was on screen bc of how goofy it looked. ESPECIALLY when it showed tyler turning into the hype, damn near peed my pants. there’s no way they’re budget was that damn small that they couldn’t get some better special effects. like i can’t tell if it was supposed to be goofy as a style choice or if they just ran out of money for that part. i watched the entirety of First Kill (also on netflix) which had many reviews on the poor sfx and i truly think the hyde was worse than anything in that show.
on a little bit of a separate tangent but relating back to first kill, it’s a little frustrating that this show honestly was just as corney as first kill was but this one will probably get a second season but first kill won’t. whether it be the queer love story or it just simply isn’t as marketable as the addams family, it makes me sad.
i’m regards to the romance, i truly think from the bottom of my heart wednesday and enid should have gotten together. assuming there will be a season 2 i would still like to see them end up together. their hug at the end of episode 8 brought more emotion than any scene they had with their love interests. and i don’t want to say that platonic love can’t be portrayed like that, because i love platonic love and would be happy to see more of it. but id also be happy to see sapphic content, especially in something as recognizable and popular as the addams family. not to mention how queer themes already present themselves relevantly in the plot. this whole “outcasts vs normies” thing is a painfully obvious reflection on minority groups. wednesday being the odd one out even in her own strange family would be so well tied together in her also being queer. not to mention the blatant metaphor in the parents day episode about enid wolfing out and being afraid her family won’t accept her if she doesn’t fit their expectations. a sapphic love story between enid and wednesday would have enhanced the plot substantially and made it feel more fleshed out than a half assed love triangle with two white boys i can barley tell apart. i would take a focused story of these two girls falling for each other over the other one any day.
not to mention, wednesday did not really like tyler nor xavier. she only cared about herself and used them to get what she wanted/needed. and i love it for her! but why did they try to say she liked them! especially tyler! she had absolutely zero interest in him romantically. i honestly wanted to like it so bad but there was nothing between them to me. he clearly had feelings for her but she did not reciprocate them. on the other hand, i believe wednesday loves enid, if not proven by their hug. there was a solid chemistry between the two of them and while consistently shown in their em sections of the screen it was deliberate to me in a way i don’t think i can dissect right now having only watched once. but neither of their love interests had the chemistry they had with each other and i really wish they would’ve just gone with that story or head that direction next season.
i think i will probably watch the show again, i enjoyed it. i’ll enjoy reading analysis of it because i just love film analysis. i think the visuals were pretty (besides the hyde don’t even). and most of all jenna ortega’s take on wednesday addams was, in my lowly opinion, wonderfully executed, despite the writing and plot, i loved her and feel like she fit the part very well. watching her do her little dancey dance is mesmerizing and i’m in love with her.
i believe that’s all i have to say, i just had many many thoughts as i was watching and i really wanted to express them. thanks for reading if anyone did, this was a little nonsenish. i’d love to hear other opinions as well :)
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hey i'm sorry to bug you but i seen your art of Gabe (you tag him as scaryGabe?) and i wanted to know more about him! i just got a little confused bc i went to the blogs you linked to and i can't find much about him, who is he and what's he from?? again srry if i'm annoying you
Anon I have been waiting my whole life for someone to ask me about the characters I love, please don't feel like a hinderance, I'm so happy right now!!!
Ok so to answer it simply, the Gabe you see me draw most often is an OC created by @owlapin that used to appear as an alternate version of character Gabriel Kell (One) on his askblog in 2013. One's blog is @class-cannibal which you probably found through my links but since Gabe (Scary Gabe) only had brief appearances and a minor presence on the entire blog, you wouldn't be able to find his posts unless you searched within the blog using the tag spooky scary gabriel (or something like that? you can actually find it listed in the archive!)
Scary Gabe is obviously a lot different from One, and since he first showed up in 2013 I literally fell in love haha. He's not... meant to be a likeable or attractive guy, he's supposed to be gross, creepy, antisocial and honestly an ass (not to mention the state of his mental health), but what can I say, I love him anyway... ( •᷄ὤ•᷅)
Now I won't lie that my depictions of Gabe are pretty off character!!! I literally self inserted my character Pipper and made up stories where she and Gabe are a couple, which is terribly unlikely given Gabe's personality. That said, Owl knows I do this, I share my thoughts with her and to my knowledge it's all good since it's for fun anyway. I guess I felt more confident sharing this stuff after she mentioned some ideas for future Gabe a ways back lol.
Uh. I guess that's about it really! Gabe and One are not my characters, I just really like them and like to draw and make up shit about them and some other askblog pals.
I guess if you really wanna learn the lore you can go through the old blogs. None of which are active these days but everything is still up to enjoy, and there's lots of fan art too. But in regards to Gabe, I would say direct any questions to Owl if you wanna know like, official stuff? I mean I can answer a lot of general knowledge but it's nothing not already accessible online haha
If you wanna talk about MY thoughts with Pipper in the THS verse, by all means, let's chat!!! :3 And again don't feel bad at all, I love talking and rambling about the things I like, hehe 💕
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