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a little dancing iceman!! 🕺🏼
My personal HMS designs from the chest up. I Promise they have full bodies.
Blindfoldless Heart down below (TW: a BIT of eye gore/trauma)
i finally finished the second space clown :D
they're called the harlequin and they mostly hang around in the swamp (because they can't really leave it), trying to make anything that looks human enough laugh or atleast smile with some slapstick humour, balloon animals and confetti :) they've mostly given up on trying to find the pierrot, even though it physically hurts them to ignore that need to be together with their Space Clown Comrade
also, they squeak and bounce like a little squeaky bouncy ball :)
new clown dropped 👉👈 (added some detail shots to make up for the tunglr qualityTM)
they continued on until they found a travelling circus, where they observed the clown performances and picked up a trick or more, for an example, they learned how to make humans laugh, a sound that the clowns like to hear!
they continued on until they found a travelling circus, where they observed the clown performances and picked up a trick or more, for an example, they learned how to make humans laugh, a sound that the clowns like to hear!
they continued on until they found a travelling circus, where they observed the clown performances and picked up a trick or more, for an example, they learned how to make humans laugh, a sound that the clowns like to hear!
a few years later they ended up joining another travelling circus in a bigger city and started touring with them through poland, until they had to stop for the night in a big forest :) that night just so happened to be the night when things started to change in Darkwood, directly impacting the clowns. the pierrot ended up unconscious for several years, their limbs tangled in the twisting branches of some particularly dense growing trees, until they were woken up by the gravedigger, who had already made a grave for them, which they kindly refused to be burried in. the gravedigger brough them back to their hut, where the pierrot was able to sort out their thoughts, show the priest a funny little trick with some rags, and then bid them farewell, as they realised their harlequin wasn't anywhere near them. they've been trying to find the harlequin since, which is made difficult by the Being that changed the woods and its inhabitants, as the Being instinctively suppresses the connection between the clowns and leads them away from each other with false signals without noticing what it's doing (similar to how an organic body would close and slowly heal a wound, without the body's host having to focus on it to do it).
the pierrot usually stays away from the villages, but sometimes stumbles upon lone wanderers in the woods. whenever they do, they often try to show the other one a little trick or goof to make them laugh, wether the recipient is a surviving human, dog or mangled beast doesn't matter
(i accidentally almost posted this on the wrong blog and i don't feel like typing the tags again, so here's some extra lore:
most of my waking thoughts these past few days were about these idiots :)
in short, the gravedigger (they/them pronouns) is hard of hearing, grew up with their father and took up his work as gravedigger when he died and is generally a mellow person and since meeting the priest, is slowly getting braver again to help people, even if the person they're trying to help dies/suffers anyways. they go out every night to look for dead bodies of the beasts and any other unfortunate souls that wander the forest and put them in graves that they dig during the day near their hut (the beasts leave them alone for the most part and usually don't attack them, i wonder why :)).
in short, the gravedigger (they/them pronouns) is hard of hearing, grew up with their father and took up his work as gravedigger when he died and is generally a mellow person and since meeting the priest, is slowly getting braver again to help people, even if the person they're trying to help dies/suffers anyways. they go out every night to look for dead bodies of the beasts and any other unfortunate souls that wander the forest and put them in graves that they dig during the day near their hut (the beasts leave them alone for the most part and usually don't attack them, i wonder why :)).
the priest (he/him) grew up in an orthodox orphanage (i think?) and trained to become a priest, thanks to the influence of his mentors and parent figures. he's really anxious and nervous, but reciting prayers has helped him cope with his anxiety attacks. he got sent to the village with another priest to bring hope and a helping hand during the beginning of the plague, though things escalated and he ended up wandering the forest with an infected wound on his leg, until he stumbled in the gravedigger's hut and almost died. the gravedigger amputated his leg and nursed him back to a slightly more stable health state and they've been living together and helping each other since :)) almost forgot, but the priest also really likes wood carving and he keeps injuring himself doing it, because he's rather clumsy with knives and the like
i'll probably end up revising the pierrot's and maybe the gravedigger's designs, but that's them for now! :D
Welcome home my beloved child
Remember now matter how far away or how long it will take
I will arrive upon your call
Just remember my name
That way I’ll always will be in your memories
I love you, darling
Please, love me
Ta-da! I was sketching out my design for my Yiga Clan OC, and I think I cooked again…well gosh darn it /j
She is my blorbo and makes me violently silly
Close-ups under the cut bc Tumblr is bad at quality imagery:
I GOT A PEN LETS GOOOOOO
NO MORE FINGER DRAWING FOR MEEEEEEE HUEHUEHUHU
:333 I knew it
With absolutely no context I wanted to say:
I Told You So
:3
Sorry to be an Owl House fan but latest ep was fucking good. Personal prediction/hope, Flapjack might return from Luz’s Palisman?
WIP animatic/animation
got most of the sketch done, just a few frames to go :D
sorry if the timing is off, i was literally just screen recording tabbing through the frames lol
some more mspaint doodles but it's my angel au
merry late christmas everyone <3
I know that 11 was done but can i request it with kaeya with a male preferance, and a male reader?
If it isnt to much to ask
11. Preferences; the character explains their usual preference in partners such as women or men
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- The tavern was bustling when you and Kaeya had came for a little bit of drinking. Drunken cheers and hearty laughter filling the place top to bottom. You stood close to Kaeya who easily made his way through.
"It seems all of Mondstadt had the same ideas as us," Kaeya chirps, gently pushing past people who stood around tables.
Kaeya leads you up the stairs. Although it was still a little full, at least the people up here stayed mostly seated, only a few leaning against the railing. Kaeya pulls out a chair of a far end table.
"A perfect spot." Kaeya sighs as he leans back into his chair. "I don't mind a little partying, but not every occasion I spend here consists of the same loudness."
You sat across from Kaeya with your arms crossed on the table. You could see down below of the bar with stools filled with men and women, the surface dirtied with spills and crumbs.
"Well, I'm going down to get our drinks. The usual?" Kaeya asks, already hopping of out his seat.
You nod with a smile, Kaeya flickers his own pearly whites and struts down. Once he's gone, you lean your head on the table, your cheeks burning.
You had hoped the tavern wouldn't be so full. You wanted it to have a nice, slow pace perfect for a romantic setting. It was a beautiful place at night if it has no ruckus, but what could you expect? The people here love their alcohol.
You sigh, leaning your chin on your hand when you look down. You instantly spot Kaeya's rich blue hair amongst the crowd. He's at the bar, and a woman has her hand on his back. Kaeya is smiling at her, chatting away while he seemingly waits for the drinks.
You and Kaeya weren't a thing, not yet at least, but you were trying to make progress. You weren't even completely sure of his type of guy. He never brought it up. You knew he flirted around with all types, but that's mainly for work; when he needed answers. What he does at work doesn't reflect what he likes in his own time, right?
Lost in your own thoughts, a tall mug is suddenly placed down in front of you. You jolt up. Kaeya laughs as he slides back into his chair.
"Did I startle you? My bad." He takes a swig of his drink. "It seems like your head was in the clouds."
You rub the back of your neck sheepishly, apologizing. Kaeya waves his hand.
"It's fine, but since it's just the two of us I'd like it if you paid more attention to me~" Kaeya smirks, a chuckle leaving his lips as he drinks.
Your face heats up. There he goes again, saying things that make your heart race. Did he find it fun to make you embarrassed? Or was there depth to his words? Your mind traces back to the women he chatted with. Your fingers tap your mug.
"Hey, Kaeya..."
Kaeya hums, his eyes never leaving you as your mind stumbles across your thoughts for the right words.
"What kind of women do you like?" You cringe at yourself. It came off too blunt, too nosey. Knowing Kaeya, he could definitely sniff out the intentions of your question.
Kaeya looks up to the ceiling, leaning back and crossing his arms. His eye seems to struggle, but his lips are amused.
"Hard to say. My attraction in the women's department has been quite hard to figure out. I've met some lovely ones though."
"So. Which do you like more?" Your voice came out a little weird, you were obviously suspicious now. Though, at this point, perhaps directness is better.
Kaeya leans in close, his elbows on the table. "Oh my, am I being interrogated?"
You take a long sip of your drink, letting it take over your senses. You release with a sigh.
"No, I just wanna know," you say, hardly even believing yourself. "I wanna get a little closer is all..."
Kaeya's eye shines. "I have some taste for women, but men have always been a little more of my flavour."
Kaeya suddenly reaches out, his hand sliding across the table until his fingers reach yours resting beside your drink. His fingertips kiss yours. His gaze never leaves you.
"Men who make me feel comfortable and free, men who can make me feel like I'm on top of the world again, make me laugh," Kaeya grabs your hand and brings your fingers to his lips. "men who can make me open my heart to them."
His lips kiss your knuckles. Your face was burning to the tips of your ears. Your mouth opens but you close it in case you say something stupid to ruin it. Although you felt embarrassed, your body was relaxed, his tender touch making you feel light.
"So, me?" You mutter, almost drowned out by the clinking of beer mugs.
"I just described my type, didn't I? It seems you match it perfectly." Kaeya purrs then releases your hand. Your fingers felt cold without his.
The table was quiet for a moment. You processed his words and your thoughts. Kaeya chugged down the last of his drink and wiped the side of his mouth.
"I'm going to get a refill." Kaeya stands up, patting the top of your head before leaving. "I'll be waiting for your confession, lover boy~"
Another fanart of this amazing game Genshin Impact, and this time I decided to draw Kaeya, who is one of the MOST FAVORITE characters for me <3 <3 <3 Just look at this face ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
I found this drawing so I just draw a new drawing of them
(you dreamt you were
Minor spoiler for act 3 onwards (also for the owl house season 2)
My addition to the Ageswap Au hello
Is that one scene from the owl house but is Ageswap Au Bonnie and Siffrin (I didn't know the head housemaiden age in this Au so I assumed she is still an adult)
I got the idea because, you know, Siffrin and Loop don't have parents so 🐊
Hi I did this for ur Au @ocean-arts @tealgoat @startagainaprologue @basilpaste @pixxyofice hii
Whenever i hear the phrase “just in case” i think of some super white over-the-top 60’s comic book superhero named Justin Case with a stupid ass tagline line like “Justin Case is on the case!”
He's a 10 but talks in a bad shakespeare impression, wears clothes that are the exact same colour as his skin, fought three children and lost, fought two of those same children in a pirate costume while riding a machine he stole from the garbage, also lost, got punched in the eye by the embodiment of MS Paint, is so bad at his job that half the fandom thinks he's secretly god, hit on the queen in front of her ex-husband, a person who was also his boss, worked in retail, and feeds worms to his son
Odalia is a terrible parent, obviously, but she was def the one handling things like kids prescriptions.
bonus:
Hug.
[Image description: A screen shot of a tumblr comment by "limitsontoday". It reads: "contributing to the stringboard nonsense by pointing out noelle finds kris bringing her to the spamton shop door nostalgic. she also remarks the dealmaker seems familiar to her when you have her equip it".] *UNHOLY SCREECHING*
Give me a second here I think I just had another Pepe Silvia moment (1/???)
[ID: A collection of images of the December spelling puzzle walk. Kris and Noelle walk side by side on parallel lanes, pressing switches to unblock each other’s paths and Noelle stepping on switches with letters on them. Along the way, Noelle says, “I always wanted to go someplace new, you know? And Dess… always told me she’d take me. Somewhere like this. Somewhere with shining lights.” /End ID.]
YES YES YES EAT IT J.K.ROWLING YOU AND YOUR WEIRD LITTLE MOVIES HAVE NOTHING AGAINST THE POWER OF THE FURRIES Gosh hearing this made me so happy I love to see that terf fail
THE FURRIES ARE KILLING HARRY POTTER
things we know about this kid:
weirdest kid on the block by a few leagues
formerly religious but was only ever in it for the fruit juice
eats moss
very quiet, and can get along with people extremely well despite that
personal default dance is slav dancing
unbelievably fucked up
has studied the occult
plays video game music on the piano
normally good at piano when in control of themself
yoshi dropper
has emotions and isn't actually that good at hiding them
is sensitive to the topic of being controlled
please be okay im begging you
a good heart and a troubled soul