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zombie apocalypse AU Quackity design (working on my portfolio to go to an animation school, wish me luck :D) (might delete laterzzz)
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majickth · 8 months
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Hermit's Hollow AU designs for Gem and Impulse!
Grian + Pearl Scar + Cub
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This is part of the Hermit's Hollow AU; click here to learn more!
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[ The following is a transcript of notes taken from the online journal of GRIAN ████. Certain text has been removed per request, but the remaining remains otherwise unaltered. ]
Pearl’s roommates are…earnest, to put it mildly.
Gem works at the local park. Knows the place like the back of her hand, or so I’ve been told. The first time we met, she offered to take me on a hike, which I had to politely refuse since I’m not exactly the hiking type. Gem always seems to have a story to tell, though I’m not sure how inclined I am to believe her given the involvement of some ‘mysterious creature’ in a lot of them.
Impulse, I know the least about. He’s friendly, certainly, and I can’t help but trust his easy-going demeanor, but I know so little about him. I think he works some sort of archival job because he seems to know a great deal about the town, but when I asked how long he’s lived at the Hollow, he just got this odd look on his face.
Despite their idiosyncrasies, they make for nice company. I still don’t know where I stand in this town. I still feel like an outsider, unsure of my place where people already seem to know eachother. But with Gem and Impulse, somehow I feel like I somewhat belong somewhere.
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keefyrchik · 8 months
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meet the waterbenders!
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arty-e · 8 months
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Another set of fake screenshots but pearl corruption time
Gemcyt au and Scott, Pearl and Jimmy designs by @chrisrin
Backgrounds from Steven universe
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oldmrfroag · 11 months
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So I’ve been working on and off on writing a magic au I’ve impulsively decided to turn into a full fledged comic- so behold, rough flat designs for the main cast so I can iron them out in later boards be upon ye
In order we’ve got rancher/on the run from some legal trouble Jimmy, bounty hunter turned reluctant bodyguard Martyn, recently escaped from horrors beyond comprehension Grian, retired mage turned bakery owner Bigb, and architect Pearl! And yeah they’ve all got funky little white streaks- might phase that out in later versions but for now I think it looks kinda sick :)
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lolli-popples · 9 months
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DID SOMEONE SAY PIRATE CAPTAIN CLEO???
no??
Well enjoy it none the less. 
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Also, I’ve decided to make this a DTIYS (rules under the cut, if you’re interested)
There is no time limit, and you can make as many changes as you like (I just want to see more pirate Cleo) 
If anyone does make something, just tag it #CaptainCleoDTIYS and remember to @ me so I’ll see it! 
(I don’t expect that many people to take this offer, but I adore this concept and would like to see more pirate Cleo art, so I thought I’d throw out a line)
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doctorsiren · 1 year
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Did a redraw!
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steelstreqq · 3 months
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pov i revive an old project from 2021 because i watched one sorry boys video
this is the 'rustout au', its a combination of TWD, fallout 4, and rust but i shoved silly block men (and ted nivison) in it. essentially its a zombie apocalypse au that takes place at some time in the 80s or 90s following a nuclear fallout that occurred due to undisclosed government activities with foreign global superpowers. none of the normal civilians really know why the nukes went off and only a few of the most wealthy in the community really were able to get down to the bunkers in time
there are a ton of characters i want to include in this au, but considering i made this in the peak of the dsmp fandom i have to be kinda careful to not pick out any ccs who are still a part of dream's posse.. :pensive:
so far, the other characters in this au who aren't displayed here are fundy, techno, philza, bizly, grizly, condi, connor, jack, eret, and a few others i cant think of rn >_<
some character information below ^-^
WILBUR G. SOOT - the widowed father to fundy. wilbur lived in a house in a suburban neighborhood with his teen aged son before the nukes went off. once the initial fallout occurred, will and fundy had an argument about where they should shelter. the day after the argument, wilbur awoke to find fundy had completely disappeared. grief stricken at the loss of another family member (under the impression that he was the reason fundy had 'ran off'), wilbur risked his safety to search for his son, traveling from settlement to settlement. he hated himself and blamed himself for his son's disappearance. by this point, he wanted to lie in the dirt and rot with the corpse of the land below him
TOMMY ZA - the adoptive son of phil, a single child. tommy was at school during the blasts, thus he was separated from his father. he and the rest of his school were ushered to the basement following the explosions to protect them from fallout. when given the all clear, tommy ran down barren streets to find his way home, and never did. too frantic and unable to navigate his way properly, he became stranded and lost. the crushing anxiety of being alone seemed to summon a taller man with a guitar case from a local town. he had found himself wandering into tommy's neighborhood. and therein, an alliance was formed.
"RANBOO" - ranboo is a mysterious creature who doesn't really appreciate questions about his history. tommy and wilbur found him a month or two into constructing their own settlement. ranboo was found uncomfortably asleep in a cramped car not far off from Dome. he was rudely awakened with a violent mugging from tommy. wilbur caught up to the shorter brit and apologized for his actions, suggesting that ranboo could stay at their camp as compensation for the troubles that tommy had brought to ranboo. ranboo reluctantly agreed and now is a part of the dome's settlement. tommy speculates ranboo is secretly a mentally mutated creature-freak-thing and must be put down immediately, ranboo just wants to eat dinner in peace.
CHARLIE SICKLE - charlie is the latest member to join the settlement. the former front man for the hit pop group Roll With You. during an england tour, the nukes went off and front man charlie had been stranded during his burger lunch break. separated from the rest of his band mates. charlie has faced deterioration in his mental state due to the stress of surviving during such a gruesome time period. by the time wilbur finds himself at the receiving end of charlie's gun, he is already unhinged. wilbur manages to talk charlie into submission carefully, and decides to see if he can form a fragile alliance with charlie for some sort of twisted protection. charlie agrees, as he is so *sick* of being alone. charlie simply insists he is just a silly billy, everybody else thinks hes clinically insane
DOME- dome is a passive settlement founded by wilbur soot to bring in local survivors and give them a small and safe community to rebuild humanity. although this is a large goal in such a hostile and dangerous situation, tommy gives wilbur hope to keep going. who knows, maybe while scouting for survivors, they could stumble across phil or fundy
TED - ted is a serial killer, plain and simple. hired by schlatt to be a bodyguard after the fallout, ted had escaped his cinder block hell to essentially be a guard dog thanks to the nukes. it turns out prisons arent explosion-proof. ted is silent, he doesnt speak much, but he has a clear cut focus on what he wants. when he does speak, he talks clearly and normally. mostly, about his travels with his good buddy 'eddie nine pins', whom he apparently did everything with before getting caught
J. SCHLATT - schlatt is a larger than life business mogul, the ceo of a handful of companies that produce clothes, products, music, etc. hes an incredibly creative and intuitive man who knows how to get what he wants. he is the forefront leader of his settlement in the bunker. schlatt is falsely married to quackity, both of them agreeing to commit marriage fraud when they initially entered the world of entrepreneurship as it looks better and improves both of their charisma in social situations. their 'marriage' is entirely superficial and loveless, purely for aesthetics
A. QUACKITY - you might say quackity is a strange last name, he'd tell you to mind your own business and call you poor in two different languages. quackity runs a small 'medicine' dealing business on the surface. in exchange for fancy goods and food, quackity will give out medicine to needy survivors with no real idea of what any of it does. indirectly, quackity has killed 15+ people with his medication and harmed countless others. he doesnt feel bad, as long as he gets something out of it. he's been spoiled by his previously lavish life and just can't stand to let it all go
TOBY "TUBBO" SCHLATT - tubbo is the adoptive son of schlatt. while schlatt opted to adopt tubbo purely for aesthetics, just as he did with his marriage, he ended up getting somewhat attached to the little guy (and so did quackity). adopted at the age of 13, tubbo was quickly exposed to the inside mechanisms of business, the lying and cheating that goes on behind the retina and he has no interest in becoming a mogul like his father. rather, he opts for weapon studies and collecting a massive arsenal of different types of guns and bombs. tubbo sees the fallout as more of a playground than anything, being able to collect and test as many 'toys' as he wants. tubbo and tommy have crossed paths on several occasions, wherein they both will have a bit of a scuffle until theyre tired, then sit and talk. they consider each other friends, and neither of them know of the conflict between schlatt and wilbur
THE BUNKER - the bunker was once a safe haven for the one percent in england, but only a week into shelter, everybody was slaughtered. quackity and schlatt performed a hostile takeover of the bunker for no greater reason than the fact they wanted more space and more liberties. theyve now claimed the entire bunker as their home, and they want to see how far they can expand their power and control.
if youve made it this far, thx so much for reading it means the WORLD to me.. ill be posting abt this au alongside my other projects like claymore hills and the sanatorium au (which also was a 2021 thing!!)
heres a playlist i made for the rustout au if anybody is as interested in music as i am
thanks sm again, likes and reblogs are both appreciated ^-^ asks are open and heavily encouraged if you wanna know more :DD i know dsmpblr is a little dead but maybe mcytblr might like this, u never know if u dont try so ill take shot in the dark ^-^
note: NONE of these characters should be confused with the CCs. they are loosely based off of real interactions and projects but are entirely FICTIONAL in this universe. i do not support the actions of content creators such as dream, george, sapnap, punz, and many others associated with dream thus they will NOT be in this project. thank you.
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99% of MCD rewrites:
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Ranboo is probably my favorite zombie apocalypse design so far :]
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hello fae au enjoyers come get your juice
plus bonus brainrot, featuring @raichett :
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Spent more than an hour on this shit in the middle of class you better fucking like this anyway have the m!necraft family tree add more at will ig
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keefyrchik · 8 months
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this one atla scene
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spoiler: it didnt work
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arty-e · 8 months
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Pearl Joel having a wonderful time on Earth
Corruption on the fingers are based off his last life red skin where he had ‘blood magic’ fingers
Joel design and au by @chrisrin
Backgrounds from Steven universe
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zedif-y · 7 months
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“So,” Joel says. “D’you think Tango would talk to me if I broke the bow again?”
Which, obviously, is a joke. Obviously. He’s a blummin’ actor, for goodness sake. He can handle an audience of one.
Even if that audience is Tango. And also– not quite an audience, is it, when you’re just two people having a conversation–
Grian pauses, looking up from where he's been checking Joel’s outfit, one hand tracing a seam. "Joel," He replies, deadpan. "You are not breaking another prop just ‘cuz you're bad at talking to people." 
Joel bristles, oi! “I’m not bad at–!”
"Then talk to him like a normal person!" Grian retorts, rolling his eyes. He focuses his attention back on the costume, "Pretty sure he'll notice and chew you out for it anyway. I'm doing you a favor by telling you this, really." Joel scoffs.
He’s choosing not to reply to that, by the way. It’s a choice.
Joel lets Grian do his thing, double-checking his costume until Joel’s arms grow tired of staying up, pinning stuff into place and calling Cleo over for makeup stuff. Joel lets his mind drift, letting Grian lead him in front of a vanity mirror– Ah, look. His handsome face.
Joel studies his reflection for a moment, turning his head this way and that. And just before Grian leaves–
“…Would he really get mad?”
Grian pauses in the doorway, “Huh?” He frowns for a moment, squinting, then sighs. “Yes, Joel. You’re not that cute.”
“Oi!”
Grian lets the door shut with a click, his cackling muffled as he goes. That little…
Joel huffs, glowering at his reflection.
“Not that cute,” He grumbles. “I’m plenty cute. The cutest.”
Someone knocks on the door. Cleo pokes their head in, “Hey, Joel.”
“Hey,” He hasn’t stopped glaring at his reflection. “Don’t ask about Grian.”
Cleo lets herself in, “Wasn’t going to,” She says simply. “Now stop sulking and let me do your makeup.”
With great effort, (not really) Joel relaxes his face, his features smoothing out.
He looks good, is the thing. No matter what Grian has to say. Joel looks– good. Attractive. Drop-dead gor– whatever. The point is, he’s handsome, and he could woo whoever he wanted. Definitely.
(He thinks of Tango, gold-spun hair catching the stage lights, red eyes dark as wine.)
…Probably.
Joel bites the inside of his cheek. Ugh, he’s gonna be thinking about that all day, won’t he?
Stupid Grian. 
(“Cleo,” Joel starts. “Am I hot?”
The brush on his face stops.
“The fuck?”)
He breaks the prop again.
In his defense, it was still mostly an accident. Mostly.
"How."
Joel squirms a little under Tango's gaze, hoo boy. 
He holds up the broken prop bow, "Ehh, the uh. The thing is, I keep, like, using too much strength on it?" He grins, straightening his back. "You know, 'cuz I'm so strong and stuff. Happens uh, all the time, you know?” At Tango’s silence, he tacks on, “…It's annoying."
Tango raises an eyebrow, unimpressed. Joel's grin goes lopsided, withering under the look.
"I– uh," He thins his lips, runs his tongue over the front of his teeth. "...Sorry?"
Tango’s tail sways a little behind him, His arms are crossed, just. Looking at him.
Okay, Joel thinks, palms starting to sweat. Maybe Grian was right.
“You realize I’m not even a props guy, right?” Tango asks. Joel swallows. “Official title’s set designer.”
Joel is so fucked.
“I knew that,” Joel manages, still clutching the damn prop. “Just– you helped me fix it last time.”
And the time before that. And, also, the time before that.
…Joel’s sweating up a damn storm over here.
Eventually, Tango sighs.
"C'mere, I've got something for ya."
Joel's eyebrows leap up. He follows Tango as he leads him deeper backstage, past costume racks and other stage tech-y stuff– none of which Joel can make heads or tails of.
His mind races with questions, half of his brain going why is he leading me all the way back here while the other half is really trying not to ogle at Tango’s–
"There it is," Tango says, jolting him out of his thoughts. He scoops up what looks like a small toolkit, holds it out to Joel. "Here, for the next time you manage to break that poor bow again."
Joel opens his mouth, closes it again. He just stands there, dumbfounded and cheeks burning with shame, "I don't know how to–"
"You've seen me do it like five times, haven't you?" Tango asks, teasing. Joel's going to die. "You're a big boy, you can do it."
What'd he just call me, "Right," Joel squeaks, "That's– Right. Yeah."
He reaches out to grab it–
But Tango pulls it back, his grin growing wider.
"Wha–?"
Tango tilts his head, "There are better ways to get my attention, you know."
Joel's heart leaps into his throat.
He’s so fucked–!
It must show on his face, too, because then Tango laughs and it would've been a win if it weren't at him– "I'm serious, man! You didn't have to do all that stuff– You thought I wouldn’t notice?"
Tango shakes his head, gives Joel the toolkit. He closes Joel’s hand around it with his own.
Joel's breath hitches in his throat– Tango’s touch burns but in a good way, like sunlight on skin, like– 
"It's not like you needed help getting my attention, anyway."
If this were a movie, Joel thinks this is where he’d hear a record scratch.
Hold on. Rewind. What?
Tango looks surprised, “Did you really not know?” 
“I–” Joel closes his mouth. He’s trying to form words, honest, Tango’s hand is just so warm– “Would you believe me if I said I knew?”
Tango laughs, (Again! Joel’s mind crows.) “It wouldn’t be your best performance, I’ll tell you that much.”
“Answer’s no, then,” Joel replies, strangled. A pause. “No as in, I didn’t know– oh gosh, I hope I’m reading this right–”
Tango’s hand falls away, amusement twinkling in his red eyes. Joel tries to remember how to breath.
Tango’s lips pull up into a smile, “You know, you’re way different off-stage.”
Ouch. “Sorry to disappoint,” Joel blurts out, a faint sting in his chest. Tango’s eyes go wide.
“That’s not what I meant!” His tail lashes in panic, “You’re– you’re a completely different person on-stage, you know? Which I get is the point, you’re amazing, just…”
Joel blinks. Is his brain melting out of his ears? It feels like his brain is melting out of his ears.
It echoes in his head, you’re amazing.
A faint red dusts Tango’s cheeks, “…I think I kind of prefer the real deal.”
“Oh,” Joel says, voice faint. Tango’s blush deepens.
“I just made this weird, didn’t I–”
Joel’s brain kicks into gear, finally, “D’you wanna go out some time?” He asks. His hands shake, just a little. “Cuz I think you’re bloody brilliant, Tango, so if you’re gonna be saying stuff like that,” He swallows. “You better at least let me take you out to coffee.”
Tango’s grin is blinding, “Only if you promise to stop breaking props.”
Joel laughs, a giddy rush in his chest.
“I promise.”
(At the back of his mind– Take that, Grian!)
Somehow, somewhere, Grian just sneezed.
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poggersbastard · 8 months
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"IF I MAKE IT THROUGH TONIGHT, EVERYBODY'S GONNA HEAR ME OUT!"
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