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thedogslegart · 10 months

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28.6.23

#me op #doodles #traditional #just doodling just losing it so going so bad into my classics lol #my comfort zone was the word i was looking for #do not be surprised if i repost at a later point with more shit on it is all. now. the tags #oc: jackabee sadler #oc: jaquerabbit sadler #oc: den #oc: finnur nørgaard #oc: june doodlebug #asa emory #omg every1 is in pairs lol #oc: nova 'the snake' DelToro

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windupaymeric · 1 year

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Post-Zodiark

#final fantasy xiv #ffxiv #final fantasy 14 #ff14 #warrior of light #miqote #seeker of the sun #GPOSERS #screenshots #my screenshots #OC: Den #noctis lucis queueing #just plops this in my queue #idk i like this shot of him

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u3pxx · 3 months

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thinking about my gavin parents earlier. specifically, karsten gavin and the way he loves klavier.

HI SORRY. and sorry for any mistakes on the german, google translate can only take me so far DFGHDJFDGHD this was my original thought earlier that i typed into my pc during class DSFGHD

Karsten shows affection the only way he knows how (buying expensive lavish gifts) Karsten, being an absent father in many ways, doesn't pay much attention to his children's interests. Klavier becomes interested in music and wants a guitar for Christmas, he mentions this several times to Karsten as he works, over dinner, every moment he can get, really. Karsten and Karen have a fight 2 weeks before Christmas that leaves them very cold towards each other, Karin throws herself into social events/parties while Karsten flies to another place to focus on his work. The fight and their absence affect Klavier deeply, more than Kristoph who is growing more used to this. Karsten gifts Klavier an expensive piano, Klavier is disappointed and his face starts to show it. Karsten grows frustrated at this and starts to ramble “Music, right, liebchen? Didn’t you say you wanted to play?” “Well, ja, but… I wanted a…” Karsten starts frowning. “Klavier, do you have any idea how expensive this is? You don’t like it? Fine then, fine. Do you want me to throw my gift away for you, is that it?” “Of course not, papa. Klavier, what do we say?” Kristoph chimes in and nudges Klavier, whose eyes are starting to water. “[Thank you, father.]” “Oh there he is. Come, come.”

i just. thinking about piece of shit extraordinaire karsten gavin who only knows how to make problems go away with material things

i love drawing bc it compensates for the fact that i can't write DFGHDJ

#ace attorney #klavier gavin #kristoph gavin #gavin parents #karsten gavin #den's ocs tag #described #id in alt text #lemme know if i should tag this with any content warnings #sunnysideattorney #sunnysidedoodles #cw emotional abuse

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heybiji · 2 months

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Any other hair styles that Dandelion would like to try?

dande gets to try on so many looks because of his disguises that that's where he gets to play with his look most, so usually he's not overly fussed with how he looks normally (I think he does the two ties of hair at the front out of habit from his forgotten years in the feywild). he's had lots of different hairstyles over the past century, though!

though it's a joke with my group that i will allow my character to be maimed horrifically but they can NEVER get a bad haircut

#ask biji #dungeons and dragons #dnd character #dnd art #dnd oc #dandelion treehollow #the cropped short hair i refer to as his drug den years lol #one session dande almost walked through a door with a spell on it that would make all of a person's hair fall off #SCREAMS #but actually dande would be cool with it lol ME THOUGH I WOULD BE CRYING EVEN IF IT WAS ONLY FOR 24 HOURS #thank you for the ask i love getting to talk about dande!!!

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cephalonheadquarters · 3 months

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Diesel-focused post 4 tonite

#Not a chamelo to be mentioned... I realized i dont actually talk about his personal life that much #Probably because hes actually kind of boring #He lives in his shitty gamer den and is bad at guitar. He wants to be better at it to impress a girl who doesnt know he even exists lol.#splatoon #splatoon oc #oc #diesel fintasma #my art

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mefiless25 · 2 months

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another son ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

A little more and I'll have a battalion

#art #my art #oc #halo #halo oc #oc Den-056

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carnation-damnation · 3 months

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COMM FOR MY FRIEND @son1c OF THEIR OC TEDDY AND SHADOW FROM HIS SWAG AU!!!

#comms are open btw. just gotta dm me (no updated sheet yet h)#art from the den #artists on tumblr #sth fanart #shadow the hedgehog #sonic oc #Teddy #<- Putting him in a tag. CONTAINMENT!!!!!!!!

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charmac · 7 months

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#iasip #sunnys super sweet 16 #don’t ask how long i spent on the fucking text graphic #the photoshop was fine its the fucking colours i couldnt let go of yellow/gold but it just did. not work here #anyway look how beautiful the sweet 16 theme would have been #Mac closeup got bumped cos not red #sorry Mac lol be more on theme next time #and booze is out of order ya #sacrifice... it just didnt look as good with the text between dee and den at the bottom #i might do these for closeups of the gang in each ep...#we'll see.#oc

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iron-sparrow · 2 months

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I can tell that we are gonna be friends Yes, I can tell that we are gonna be friends ♪

Many thanks to @oneiroy for letting me use Ryss for this pose!

I am hoping to do more collabs like this with tumblr mutuals, so folks I engage a bit more directly with here might be getting privately messaged at some point in the future. Once I'm feeling brave again, anyway.

Mostly, I just like the idea of Yein knowing all these amazing OCs in passing and sharing moments of joy with them!

#ffxiv screenshots #gposers #ffxiv gpose #roegadyn #elezen #not my oc #ryss #yein my beloved #this sparks joy?#excited to do more joyful collabs #GET LOVED #somewhere in the Wolves' Den

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grandmother-goblin · 8 days

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Wyll looked so darn pleased when that Kua-toa called Juniper "Mahkloompha" 😂

I mean, just look at that smile

I love him ❤️

#also sorry if the lighting is a bit wonky the Kua Toa den is REALLY dark lol #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #grandmother goblin grumbles #wyll ravengard #oc: juniper fernkeep

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swampstew · 3 months

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1-800-GRANDLINEBLING ♥ Call Me On My Shell Phone

To celebrate 1K+ followers, I opened up phone lines to the crews! Part 1 of 3 ~ X reader (and one OC) with Kid, Killer Law, Zoro, and Sanji for myself, @quinloki @icy-spicy @yamat0 @mandiemegatron and @leftsidebonfire Part 2 | Part 3

You are now being connected to...

Purururu purururu puru—

Kid: Hey babe, I know it’s been a while since we talked. Even longer since I’ve seen ya…and I miss ya…so damn much. I’ll be back from my trip soon and when I do, I’mma make it be like I never even left. Don’t make any plans for the next few weeks - yeah weeks, you’re gonna be stuck with me for a minute! HAAH? Sorry the line is busy, but I’ll see you real soon. I love you.

Waking up to start your morning routine, you were interrupted when you heard a commotion in your backyard. Hurriedly, you investigated and found that some kind of animal had gotten into your she-shed and left a mess. After you cleaned it up, you went back to your bedroom and was stunned to find your bed made up and decorated with flowers and treats.

"KID!" you squealed as the giant scooped you up from behind, burying his nose in your neck, softly kissing your skin until he reached your lips. Ravenous as he sweetly but impatiently kissed you, leaving traces of his favorite red shade smeared all over you.

"Hey," he finally whispered, kissing your cheek, "Get dressed, I'm taking you out. I have a whole day planned for us."

Killer: Hey gorgeous, it's good to hear your voice. Man I really miss you, actually we'll be docking very soon. Is it alright if I take up your day and night? Heh, you're so sweet. I'll be sticking around for a bit before the next trip, and I'd like to spend that time with you. Yeah? Awesome. I'll be there soon. I'm cooking you the best pasta you'll ever have!"

Killer did not specify which day he was visiting, which made you all the happier when someone knocked on your front door and it turned out to be your new beau. You giggled as he scooped you into a bear hug, your legs lifted off the ground by his strength and height difference.

"Mmmm there she is," he sighed behind his face mask, nuzzling your face to push the fabric away. "Gods I missed the way you feel in my hands," he kissed your cheek softly.

"Kiiilllller not outside," you whine.

"As you wish," he huffed, rushing inside and kicking your door close as you left out a delighted shriek. "We won't be cooped up in here all the time though, I think I owe my girl some spoiling and pampering."

Law: Hey. It's been a while hasn't it? How are you? Thanks, I'm doing ok, I'll be better when we dock on land. The crew is going to do their own thing but I'm hoping I can stay with you and make up for lost time. Yeah? I like the sound of tha--wait, dancing? You know I can--tch--Shachi needs the phone. We'll talk when I see you. No, you're not convincing me to go dancing.

Bitch he thought.

Law landed on your island and it took all of 2 hours before you dragged him to the comic book store. A simple route to throw him off his game - so when your day trip transitioned to lunch date, to at-home-nap, to dinner with friends, to the rave party down the block, he couldn't help himself but follow you into the booming building. All it took was some peer pressure, shots, a lot of tequila, and some glow in the dark bracelets. He's down so bad for you.

Zoro: Hello? Is this thing even on? Oh you can hear me! Good. We'll be on dry land soon enough, and if you want to hang out or whatever, I'm ok with doing that. TCH No, I don't need you to pick me up, I can find your place on my own. Yes I'm sure! I--hm I have to go, the stupid cook needs the snail. I uhm, look forward to seeing you.

You were pleasantly surprised to find Zoro on your doorstep, on time exactly like he said he would be. You didn't miss the way Franky zoomed away on his motorcycle, all sly-like.

"Told you I knew my way around," the swordsman scratched the back of his head, a pink hue grew on his cheeks as his eyes looked everywhere but you.

"Sure, sure whatever you say Marimo," you grin cheekily, and that made him more flustered.

"TCH, annoying ass. Look we don't have to hangout--"

"Shut up, annoying man!" you bite back, the curve of your lips growing wider as you antagonize your crush.

With a huff, Zoro finally looks you in the eye, the blush on his face deepening, "With an attitude like that, I know exactly what we're going to do first. Hope you still have your sparring gloves."

Sanji: MON CHERIEEEEE!!! I've missed you every day like a plant misses the sun on a rainy day. We'll be making port in a day and I can't wait to show up on your doorstep with my heart - no, not literally, I know that freaked you out the last time. Do you need me to pick up anything? You always say 'no its ok,' but I swear you're never inconveniencing me! I swear on the mosshead's life! I'll see you soon my love.

As promised, Sanji appeared on your front porch carrying a picnic basket full of goods and trinkets he brought from his travels. Delighted, you threw your arms over him and he swung you around once before planting a big kiss on your cheek.

"Oh, I've brought a friend if that's ok," Sanji whispered in your ear.

You looked behind him to find a shy little cow trailing behind the French cook.

"Of course," you squealed happily, "Everyone is always welcome here. Let's warm up some milk for this baby to eat."

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papaver-decervicatus · 9 months

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Cat/Mouse/Den: Pt. 1, Cat

Alone on wilderness patrol, König’s radio intercepts an enemy transmission meant for a SpecGru sniper. Within a beautiful and capable woman’s crosshair, something electric and treacherous takes root in his heart, and he decides to tempt his doom. It’s a game of cat and mouse, and it’s been far too long since he has had anything worth hunting.

CW: Obsession, stalking, canon typical violence, intrusive thoughts, unsanitary wound care

Authors Note: Huge shout-outs to @kneelingshadowsalome and @sprout-fics for writing some really great fics that inspired me to write this and for being such kind beta readers!

This work is inteded to pass as x reader or x OC in third person POV, German is from google translate, feel free to correct me if you can!

This project started out very small and has definitely spiraled out of control. To all readers, please enjoy and let me know what you think!~ Caedis

Pt. 1, Cat | 1.3k words | König POV | NEXT

“They call you… Maus?” König says into his radio.

It’s a mistake. That he’s heard the transmission. That he found her position. He’s sure that she sees him, he knows he’s good as dead.

He’d seen her file in a briefing. Some SpecGru sniper, relatively new to the force. Accolades nothing short of damn impressive but with a general disposition against war. She’s a good rule follower unless she hates the rule and then she tends to do her own thing. Overall, mixed bag, but too useful to refuse. She wouldn’t be on the force if she weren’t some sort of useful.

Most of what he’d thought was, “Wow, really? That many targets? Seems temperamental. Wish I could’ve been a sniper. Seems much more peaceful.” And then a much quieter, general, passing: “She’s pretty.”

And that was it, really. When he got moved to solo wilderness patrol, it was Klaus’s idea to give him intel on who he thought would be most likely to be on patrols alone. As the resident wilderness expedition expert, he thought it most reasonable to give König and a few others on similar patrols the basics on her and a few of her comrades. Quite mundane for his line of work, all things considered.

The irony isn’t lost on him, that him doing the very thing her file warns his upper command about, “doing his own thing,” is what will kill him. He’s out about five miles from where he should be, dangerously far. But, he always had a weakness for the mountains. When he realized his route to do shipment surveillance was close to a ravine, there was no question in his mind that he was going to check it out.

And it’s got him in a good-looking lady’s sniper scope, right as the sun sets behind her. She’s got a perfect shot.

What's that silly English phrase? Curiosity killed the cat?

He smiles about it, though. He’s happy it’s a sniper. Happy it’s a pretty one.

“You’re not my target.” Is her response. She shouldn’t be able to radio back to him.

Strange.

“Not an answer. And who is then?” He quips back into the static, still not quite sure he believes she’s there. Even at every possible disadvantage, this is still his territory, he’s still the king of his little domain, of this minuscule set of battle strip. It’s pathetic, the only place he feels any sort of peace is at war.

“Negative to both.”

“Playing hard to get. That’s fine with me.”

He hears her chuckle before she shuts off her end.

This is… most exhilarating.

He finds her in the tree line, and he smiles. She’s across the 80-yard-long ravine. There’s a creek at the bottom, and interesting flora marks the cliffs all the way down. He wonders what wildlife drinks from the stream down there and if there are any decent caves he could find an opening to. If any could fit him, that would be. She’s found a good post, in the branches of an inconspicuous tree. That’s right, she specialized in tree climbing and tracking if he remembers her file well enough. It’s a pretty perch, no wonder she chose it.

A younger part of him is jealous. The older part smothers that part down as he takes in the view.

The sun is setting behind her. She’s very far away, but his skin prickles to life knowing that he’s being watched. The exposed rock of the ravine flames to life with amazing browns and reds, and the stone sparkles like rubies and tiger’s eye stones as the sun's rays catch it.

It’s a beautiful place, really. It’s not such a bad place to die, he thinks. She’s a good shot. She’ll do it quickly. Nothing to fret about, really. It’s his own fault, anyways.

He knows if he runs to or from her, he’s dead. So he stands still.

Waiting.

For what?

He doesn’t know. A fairy tale? An Angel? A sign from God? His own comms? The common sense to radio his own and tell them about the fucking sniper in the tree?

He doesn’t know.

So he waits for her to make the first move.

“If you turn tail,” She warns, his radio crackling to life, “I won’t shoot.”

He’s going to die, might as well have some fun at it.

“I will- if you tell me why they call you Maus.” His accent lingers on the word, just about the same in Deutsch as it is in English. Maybe that’s where the Brits got the word from in the first place? Some Germanic mountain peoples from long, long, long ago?

He can’t see her in detail, she’s much too far. But with his hazy memory of her file, he imagines her face contorted in with the effort of deciding what to do. He thinks of her blowing a loose strand of hair out of her face. He thinks about her flexing her fingers around, but not squeezing, the trigger.

She seems to chew her lip on this one. He already knows her code name, it’ll do very little good or bad for him to know just why.

“I’ll bite, soldier.” She says, hurriedly, like someone might walk in on their little game. Like the teacher is about to find the two kissing in a supply closet at the school. Like she knows this is bordering dangerously close to bloody.

“Quid pro quo?” She asks.

It’s not a no.

He smiles. His cheeks get red as they flick upwards in a grin of pure giddiness. What a fun way to die. Playing a silly little game like this? Fantastic!

“I think you know.”

“König?”

“Ja.” To his delight, her accent scraping its way around his call sign, the only name he cares about at this point, isn’t half bad. Being so seen on the battlefield should make his chest tighten, but not quite like this. It’s wrong, but then again he actually enjoys war so maybe he’s never quite been right, either.

“Why?”

It’s his turn to laugh and rush out a response. He sits down on the ground and opens his legs as wide as they’ll comfortably go and rests his cheek in his hand propped on his thigh. If he’s going to die, he’s going to give her a pretty show. He’s going to die comfortably lazing around like a cat on a windowsill, taunting the stray tabby outside who so desperately wants to claw him to death.

“You first, Schatz,” he downright purrs into his mic. He’s no fool, if he could see her up close, he would not be flirting with disaster like he is currently.

He can’t see her, she’s much too far away, but he imagines her chest constricting beautifully and her biting her lip. He imagines her lips pressed into a thin line while she claws into her upper arm, trying to regain control. Like it’s all a silly game. And, maybe it is.

Cat and mouse.

He likes the sound of that.

Her voice returns to him, low and slow like she’s dragging her tongue over every syllable like she’s trying honest-to-goodness to taste him.

“Maybe next time, König.”

He can hear the smile in her voice. Maybe she’s enjoying the game, too?

A shot rings out, and his blood whistles and boils. It hits the tree 6 feet to his left at exact head height. His ears start to ring, but he’s entirely unharmed as birch bark splinters around him.

“Position compromised, moving.” Is what she radios to her command.

“Rog, Mouse.” Command calls back.

He sees movement from her position, but he knows she’s much too far for him to get to her in time. He laughs bright and loud and gets himself up off the ground.

“Nächests mal, kleine Mäuschen.” Next time, little mouse. He says, to no one in particular. It’s been a long while since König has had so much fun like this on the battlefield. At a genuine disadvantage, put into a position that size and strength alone won’t remedy. And he’s sure as hell not ruining it by telling anyone, no matter how dangerous that is.

A game of cat and mouse?

Good.

It’s been far too long since he had something worth hunting.

#Navigation -> Cat/Mouse/Den #König #König x reader #König x OC #König MWii #König COD #Char: Mouse

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kankuroplease · 3 months

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Sho’s best decision was stumbling on Ryuchi cave. How else who she meet Manda and his snake mom 🖤

Never mind she was almost a snack the first few times

#my art #OC: Nisshoku Senju #oc: manda #Manda x Nisshoku #kpz naruto founder au #kpz snake den 🐍#knfau 🖼️

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u3pxx · 6 months

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ACHTUNG, BABY! 🎸💜✨

did you know that leftovers are open til november 28 for gavinners zine and that you can get it HERE?!

the gavinners are like that little piece of insignificant ace attorney canon that i started thinking about and now i CAN NOT stop thinking about! there's just something really silly imagining klavier gavin and his band members having verified twitter accounts okay pftt

so of course, what a goddamn joy to get to draw for this zine bc man!!! i love thinking abt the gavinners and i've grown very fond of the members i made up for it <33

again, here's the link! go get it before it's gone!!!

extra stuff under the cut! :^P | like this art? it'll be a print in my shop once the leftovers are over! | like what i do? support me on ko-fi!

my art style's evolved since i drew this but i think this is the one that really got me going with coloring things very iridescently! i also just love outfit design so OFC i thought about doing like a magazine cover for them! shows all of the gavs AND i can design clothes that are off the shits, a win-win <33

and if you have no idea who my gavinners ocs are, well here they are! i finished these character sheets once art fight happened. i'll probably post these separately too but rn, they're here for added context ;^P