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ohmaerieme · 7 months
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chesecak 🤤🤤
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Quick head canons that have been stuck forever in my brain that I need to get out rq....
*:..。o○Kyojuro Rengoku Body Head Canons○o。..:*
For starters, this man is muscle chubby. Like bug boobs chubby.
Man's gotta eat and honestly? I completely agree with em.
He has a bunch of scars around his body, and has no shame in telling others about them.
Will talk your ear off if given the chance
I feel like he used to struggle with body positivity before he got better about it, now the man loves himself
The stronger he is, the better he can give hugs :)
Speaking of, when he gives hugs, he squishes people to his chest and nuzzles the top of their head.
Tiddy hug... Soft.
HE IS A FURNACE.
Perpetually warm, will gladly hold your hand if asked (winter he is a pocket warmer)
Squishy thighs <3
If he wore thigh highs the entire world would come to a stop to stare.
THIS MAN HAS A CHUBBY ISH FACE AND I WILL FIGHT GOD ON THIS.
Also, he has a little bit of freckles and definitely has more of a tan.
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artfulbassoon · 10 months
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The itsy bitsy spider guy is back!
I wanted to revamp my old Web!Scar design and make him a tad more distinct than the End!Scar in From the Archives, so his suit is based on Mayor Scar (S7) instead of Tycoon Scar (S8).
A BUNCH of info on my design under the cut :D
Some fun little details that I never really mentioned in my original design, but were always intended: he's got two red herrings built into his design.
(1) is the burn scar across his face. I imagine he had an unpleasant run-in with a Desolation Avatar, but he now uses the scar as a semi-disguise. Since he's technically been touched/marked/whatever-the-term-is, he pretends to be an Avatar of the Desolation in order to do Web stuff without being too suspicious.
(2) is that his bolo tie is shaped like a coffin. The metal is engraved with a wood grain texture and houses an amber pendant. The shape is meant to be a nod to The End (death and all that). The amber itself is a bit foggy and does an okay job of hiding the spider encased in it.
Originally, there were meant to be three red herrings: The Desolation, The End, and The Stranger. I wanted his eyes to be unnaturally dark and glassy, like a doll, but I had a hard time figuring out how to make it super apparent. The reason for this decision was that the bigger, black eyes was actually an effect of The Web (spider-like eyes), but since they weren't fully black, they could be confused as looking similar to porcelain.
Instead of having the eyes as a third point of confusion, I decided to turn the white flower from the Mayor skin into a white spider lily (so he would actually have more visible aspects of The Web).
The biggest thing about my Web!Scar, though, is that he's a Jane Prentiss-type of character. He's got a bunch of spiders living under his skin and, whenever he suffers an injury, he doesn't really bleed (he just "opens"). The spiders quickly get to work stitching the wound shut with their webs and, eventually, the skin heals over and leaves behind scars. When the spiders fix the opening, they pull the wound wider apart first and then quickly pull it shut after stabbing their legs/web through the surrounding skin.
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timegays · 1 year
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Ride the cyclone (????) decolorized
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octoshott · 2 months
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Rain World Art Month #13 - Five Pebbles
I really didn't have a grand idea today, so fuck it, my partner suggested Spearmaster Doodles so you will all get SM doodles
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dayzadraws · 11 months
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theseventhveil1945 · 2 years
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STRANGER THINGS | "THE MASSACRE AT HAWKINS LAB"
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ineffable-baker-street · 11 months
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Merlin had been gone for five days. Arthur had been in bed for those five days. Well, technically he got out of bed on the first day, but then he'd tried to dress and bathe himself, had had to walk around the castle trying to find the kitchen to get food, and decided it wasn't worth it and climbed back into bed.
The crown prince had not spoken in Merlin's absence, and though he hadn't yet said a word, the kingdom, and certainly the royal household knew why. His servant was gone. Though servant was a word used lightly by most, just Merlin's formal title really. Anyone who had seen them together knew he was far, far more than that. Not just Arthur's friend, nor even his simple lover, but his soulmate. More than a soulmate in fact, Merlin was truly Arthur's other half. The two walked in step beside each other, them and only them, lost in the world they'd built to surround each other, a coin that flipped through the air, travelling from place to place, both sides always next to each other, never once straying apart.
But now, one side was gone, and a coin is not a coin with one side missing. A coin with one side is... well it's nothing. An unformed mass, doomed to being cast aside, with no use and not worth a second glance. And that was now Arthur. He had no purpose without Merlin, no future, no destiny. There was nothing more for him to achieve in this world, for Merlin was his destiny. From the day they had met, Arthur had known his life served no purpose without Merlin by his side. No matter what plan was formed, what decision was made, what path he walked, Merlin was beside him through it all, from today, and into the beautiful abyss of forever.
And so Arthur knew where he was next headed, where he had to go to find the other side of the coin. In the dead of night, as the sixth day was arriving, Arthur mounted his horse, wearing the cloak Merlin had once lent him, drawing it around him as tightly as possible, holding nothing but the Horn of Cathbhadh. It was all he needed, for it would take him home. He rode out of the gates, not sparing a glance back, his heart becoming more desperate the closer he got, his eyes fixated ahead of him, until the Great Stones of Nemeton finally come into view. And peace flooded him, over his skin and through his blood, knowing he was almost there, that he had very nearly escaped this grief, a torture he had never had to endure before. Arthur lifted the horn to his lips and blew, every second spent in this world without Merlin unbearable.
Once, all he had cared for was Camelot, and he had thought nothing would come between his duty and loyalty to the kingdom. How unbelievably wrong he had been, proven the day a young boy stood up to him, in a way no one ever had. And how he had been proven wrong every day since then, as he became intwined with Merlin, with every aspect of him, with his very being, until they were one, and finally he was whole. Every moment with Merlin came back to him, and he dropped to his knees an sobbed in agony. Because it hadn't worked. He was still here, and Merlin was still gone. And he reached the end of his memories, to the very last one where Merlin held his face and whispered,
"I love you."
But it was louder, louder than everything else, and then he felt arms around him, pulling him up and drawing him in, and finally, as the whiteness grew brighter and brighter, and the world behind him faded, finally Arthur was home.
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mochis-hideout · 5 months
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Weed brownie 👍
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Based/traced on this
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baweiii · 1 year
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Thinking about transmasc Anthy again...
Anthy's body wasn't his own for so long!!! And now he finally gets to change it, to make it his own!!!
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yeah :) (unfiltered version and small ramble under the cut
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sorry if you expected art this probably wasn't what you had in mind
for me my identity has always involved and invoked violence
to kill the old self, bury it, burn it, so others understand this isn't a whim. how much that hurts them, how much they wish for the soft gentle thing they were promised instead of this bloody toothy beast.
in og utena it's already a lot for anthy to be able to rebel and escape, but to forced into both of these suffocating identities.....
........I need to stop projecting
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citrenecult · 1 year
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Making Lamb’s family before the genocide :D
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gaming together
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cloudydreamingart · 5 months
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Saint walker looks stunning in thigh highs…. That’s it that’s the post I just needed to say that
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dietyprophet · 2 years
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A special lil gift for local peepaw @skellebonez
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miyeosin · 1 year
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she might be a little fish but she's still a big catch 🎣
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