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WOW! Long time no post, but that doesn't mean I haven't been up to stuff! I can finally share some of the things I've been working on as part of the @gospexchange
This short-but-sweet little comic is a gift for @deathly-shipper based on the song Céu Azul by Ana Gabriela
I had a lot of fun making this, the song is very sweet and cozy and I hope I captured the vibes you were looking for!
Here's an AO3 link if tumblr makes the quality stinky!
nights in white satin
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zs💚💛 happy bday sanji💘
We did a bunch of these :) no one’s gonna see it but well….
We did a bunch of these but well- we have zero audience
Cheetor & Bumblebee
Transformers: Cyberverse S2E15 “Wiped Out!”
The shining star of the kingdom and the hero young master silver shield
tell me about that starry night (i found nothing of worth looking up) i was distracted by another sight (i saw your freckles in the dipper's cup)
Thanks to Odaiba day I suddenly remembered that I never posted this
Cyberdramon evolution line my beloved. I could fit only half of it on the paper tho so yeah. Either way shoutout to the only three dramons that actually matter
very loose and messy ohshc au but i could only decide on three club members
I really love how monotone they all are in dhmis, even when they're showing intense emotions and like screaming or smth they're still so monotone but I can somehow still feel the emotions; like they don't need whatever facial expressions it's perfect the way it is
GRAAAAHHH GRAAFDIUHGHH GRAUGH RAUDHD ARF BARK RAAAAAAHHH COUGHS COUGHS KEELS OVER
I miss your warmth.
[ Demon Slayer × Trollhunters idea ] (1)
[ Kimetsu Academy & reincarnation AU ]
Tanjirou doubles over, hand clasping over his lower face. He hears the man speak, but his voice sounds almost underwater-like. Muffled, too faint to be heard. The boy can't focus on what the man says. He barely registers the fallen documents containing the information of his internship in the facility.
He's too occupied with the stench coming from the man. The pungent, foul smell that has Tanjirou gagging, his knees buckling. He feels hands on his shoulders -- reflex surges through his muscles and he slaps the contact away.
Strickler stares, eyes wide and bewildered. Tanjirou shares the same look, although his resemble more of a cornered animal. Unsure and confused.
" You don't seem so well, Kamado boy. "
Tanjirou doesn't like how the nickname rolls off the man's tongue. It's supposed to be reserved for his teachers back in Japan. Not this one.
Not to this... creature, that has the scent of blood and horror warping around him.
" Let me contact your guardian. Take the day off. Maybe the difference of time between here and your country makes you feel sick. "
Tanjirou shakes his head, straightening his back and steadies his breathing. He just gets caught off guard. He needs to maintain composure.
Regardless of what he's facing right now. Whatever Strickler is, he doesn't smell like a human.
" Please excuse me, " Tanjirou feels his hand shaking, " I need a moment."
There is a lot he's feeling right now. The familiar feeling, that he had thought to be buried deep in himself along with the memories before he reincarnated, found its way back to the surface the first time he met Strickler.
The feeling of being in an unknown danger.
Energy recharged
Flamboyant Jamallian lords when you ask them their relationship status with that big surly bodyguard they're always lugging around after them and sharing luxurious tents with and dressing up in ultra-tight pants:
