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jimisunsets · 1 year
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camera dump #19
high flicks
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superajshome · 2 years
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Hair cuts!
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"Make sure you're using the right blade next time"
This is a reference to two things!
1- Shane's old hairstyles, that being long and the side buzz cut he had for a sec
2- the "damn I messed up, we gotta go bald" is from a meme video
I do find the headcanon of Emily helping out Shane with his hair to be a fun wholesome idea
OH and that Emily uses Haley's vanity mirror.
(Haley's wallpaper is fun! but tacky as hell)
ANYWAY, this was yet another attempt at backgrounds and this one was a lot more enjoyable :)
Looking at Shane's old art did give me another funny idea but I'll have to draw it another time, I want to get better at drawing the other bachelor's so it'll have to sit on the back burner for a bit!
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sneez · 4 months
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family portrait :D young sam and sybil are behaving themselves and vimes is throwing a hissy fit because they tried to make him wear the helmet
[id: a digital painting of three people sitting for a portrait in a domestic interior. young sam is standing with his hands behind his back and beaming proudly. vimes is standing behind him with his hand on his shoulder, wearing a shiny military uniform and a surly expression. sybil is sitting on the right with an arm around young sam, smiling at the viewer. a plumed helmet is sitting on a table on the left. end id.]
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leafspiritz · 6 months
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short hair laudna fans rise up
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kala-mies · 11 days
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We'd play our parts and be people later
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luzho · 9 months
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today, i present to yall:
zukka get thrown in a hole and annoy each other in the meantime
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based on the first pic of this zukki x iasip post by @empathetic-menace (i swear, next time i'll draw the hug one with suki<3 maybe even in the boiling rock). i love the idea of zuko interacting more with the gaang during his covert stay in the earth kingdom, so naturally…! also: heheh. i liked letting them keep the sneakers, who doesn't love anachronisms.
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gros-chat-fait · 9 months
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The Animorphs have made a mistake.
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I recently reread the David trilogy aka my all time favorite horror literature so I wanted to make something while my emotions are still fresh. Got some more ideas but I'll work on them another time.
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sensitiveheartless · 8 months
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I wanted to draw more dark era fem!dazai :0
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clown-eating-pig · 2 months
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Always remember that, if Jonathan Sims went from having short, serious hair to long, flowing locks over the course of tma, then at some point during those five seasons he had to have had….The Bob.
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buggiebite · 2 months
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The Mockingjay - Sketches
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Primarily after-Mockingjay. A snippet of getting better and growing back together.
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ghouljams · 7 months
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I love witch darling and Price they have my whole heart (and Liebling and Konig bc I'm a sucker for straight pairings where the woman could say "heel" and the big scary guy would listen)
I just love the idea of visible claims, beyond just the obvious sexy stuff of "marked, now you're mine." Bc the way you wrote it it's more a sign of how long they've been together, how familiar they are, how much they long to have something somewhat tangible as a reminder that they're there for each other. It's an intimacy of knowing one another
Price and Witch being so intertwined that Price meets up with the other Fae boys and is confused at why they're shuffling uncomfortably until he realises he has Witches magic all over him and not only did he not notice bc he's become so used to their presence that it's a comfort but the fact that it's there means they have become so used to his presence they automatically warded him a little bit, not intentionally or through any rituals but their intent of wanting to protect him and keep him safe (and maybe even mark him what? Who said that?) Wrapped around him like a loving embrace. For a couple who's interactions started off measured and contract-like its a real step up to the point that welcoming him is as easy as breathing. (Loving someone like breathing)
Witch goes about their day perfectly happy until they notice something in the corner of their eye and see Prices magic clinging to their doorway, a sign to ward off any unwelcome visitors. And they should be mad at him but... the last time he was here was days ago and if they confront him they have to admit to themselves and him that it took them that long to notice after days of walking past, just accepting it as normal.
Witch wrapping their hair and their thoughts aren't even on Price but somehow their ambient love of him worms it's way into the intentions (I love hair wrapping btw)
Price having a stressful day and when he gets home (does he have a home? He feels a little bit like a bum that just waits to annoy Witch) he feels himself relax. And he's confused bc yeah this is his territory so it's safe but he's never felt the tension leave his body so quickly, until he notices he conveniently sat on the floor, right near his cigar tray, at the perfect height to smell the ashes from one of Witch's cigars.
I'm going to write just little snippets for all of these.
Everything feels warmer after leaving you, lighter, safer. Price lights a cigar while his boys watch him carefully. He raises a brow at them through the fingering smoke. If one of them has something to say they'd be best advised to get it over with. Soap nudges Gaz, who shakes his head quickly and nudges Ghost, who promptly throws Gaz under the bus.
"Gaz wants to say something," Ghost announces.
"You've gotten worse," Gaz tells him with a glare, "Why do I hafta do it?"
"'Cause he won't be mad at you," Soap chimes in. Gaz groans and leans forward, his elbows on the table.
"You're toting around Witch wards," Gaz is flat out with it, Price'll give him that.
"Am I?" It's barely a question in tone, but is he? He hadn't noticed. Now that he thinks about it though, he can still feel where your hands settled on his chest, your lips on his cheek telling him to take care. Your magic wraps around him like a blanket, ambient and comforting. That explains the warmth. Cheeky little thing, he should've known you'd pull something like this. You can't help yourself.
The part that gets him though, is he hadn't noticed. He always notices foreign magic like an allergic reaction. It itches his skin, gives him headaches. Especially witch's magic, he should've felt that immediately. Oil and water, it should have done something to him, caused a reaction of some sort. Yet even his smoke seemed clingier, soft with you.
He tugs at the lingering magic, feels it purr like a particularly clingy kitten. Well, it's not hurting anyone. It can stay.
"You're as bad as Ghost, you know that?" Gaz shakes his head. Ghost glares at him.
"When did I become the fuckin' benchmark?" He asks angrily.
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It's been sitting quietly at the edge of your magical perception for days before you actually notice it. Passing through your front door you have to stop at the unfamiliar ward. You cast your eyes about as if you could see it, but come up short. Something in the familiarity of it worms its way into your brain and directs you where to look. How silly that you hadn't noticed him put his own protections on you.
You press your hand to the worn wood of your door frame with a smile. You can feel the residual magic Price must have left, how did you miss it? It's so clear and foreign to your own wards, that you should have noticed immediately. Even the edges of your wards have grown around it like one tree absorbing another. Strange that your magic would notice before you did, but you suppose you've grown so used to Price's magic it's become almost second nature to you. You can almost feel his hand under yours, fond, affectionate, warning anything that might pass by.
You take your hand off the door frame to touch your fingers to your lips, kissing them before tapping them against Price's seal. For luck, you think.
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You're half way through rubbing lotion onto your arms when you notice you're feeling very pink. Not just you, your magic, your being. You check the bottle you're using, it's not any spell you're not used to, weird. You finish up with your body lotion and when the pink feeling doesn't dispel you go to check your shower to make sure you didn't mix any strange ingredients into your usual scrubs. You can't have any strange magic working on you when you see Price tomorrow or you'll have to cancel your date.
Date. You probably shouldn't call it that when you see him daily, but it feels special every time. He kisses you like it's special every time, like he'll never get another chance for it. You press your fingers to your lips with a giddy smile, feel the pink magic bubble happily.
You pick through your products with a witch's unintentional intent. Rose, rosemary, lilac, iris, weaving your little love spell into your skin and bubbling over with your happy thoughts. You'll school your emotions later, for now you're enjoying this. Besides, you don't have any clients scheduled for tomorrow, who cares if your magic is a little messy?
"Y'smell good," Price tells you when you see him, his arms around you as he presses his lips to any skin he can find. You direct his lips back to yours and feel the pink tinge him as his tongue drags against yours. His magic bleeds against yours, pulls as eagerly as his hands do until you're shivering against his chest.
You tip your head back as he kisses your throat, breathes you in with heavy intent. His beard tickles, scratchy but soft in a way that makes you think he takes meticulous care of it. His tongue drags against your pulse, his teeth sharp when they nibble your jaw.
"Y'know you don't need love spells for me, Sweatheart," He whispers in your ear and you feel heat pop over your cheeks, more embarrassed than anything else. Gods, that's what that is, isn't it?
"Date cancelled," You tell him a little breathless with him still kissing your neck. You whack his shoulders with your hands to get him off, "Price I need to wash all this off of me, you are going to make it worse."
"Fine by me," He tells you calmly, making no move to stop. You think he does this on purpose sometimes. Bastard.
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Price kicks the door shut behind him, barely remembers to turn the lights on before he's collapsed back against his couch. The soft moonlight through the windows is less comforting and more indicative of how over-fucking-worked he is. Gaz has to start coming to court with him, take some of this load before it breaks his fucking back.
He exhales deeply, feels the billow of smoke release from his lungs. Unspent magic. It hooks itself to the walls and ceiling, hanging like kudzu vines, threatening to strangle anything that challenges its path forwards. He breathes in, feels the ash of his morning cigar swirl and spark. Soft and familiar. Yours, he smiles to himself.
You've made a sweet habit of gifting him cigars. Simple tobacco in tobacco, it shouldn't make a spell like this, but you are a wonder. He can smell your hopes while you were making this, the residual magic of your intent. "Remember me" Your ashes whisper to him, "Let me bring you peace, happiness."
It shouldn't surprise him to feel his muscles unwind, dragged down by your gentle magic. He can almost feel your fingers on his jaw tipping his head back onto the arm of the couch, your lips against his forehead imploring him to relax. How could he ever refuse your ministrations.
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wigglebox · 10 months
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Garden time 🌼
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andonuts-about-you · 7 months
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i love colors <3 anyway i think im done with my silly lil concept thing now
Edit: Newgrounds upload here!!
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reporpoisedphantasies · 2 months
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Noone my pretty. I gift you her presence (+ doodles)
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ace-o-hearts · 5 months
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new art style new albatrio designs
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