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Till visibly softened when Ivan nuzzled him. I am losing my mind
The duality of art
The two moods of working in a buffet restaurant. "God, there's nothing to do" and "I dont know what hole all these people came from but can they please go back".
Trying so so very hard to draw washington right now because I'm going to be in a vile mood if I don't, but I'm struggling to figure out how I wanna do it and its driving me crazy
Homecoming 🌧Do NOT repost🌧
Look, I made a sad! (Sorry! This already ruined some people’s day on Instagram yesterday!)
A little different on the format too - I’ve been pratting about with storyboarding lately, and with so many panels I wanted to try something new for a change for maximum impact and sadness!
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I nearly had a heart attack when I saw this reblog, I did not see the username only the picture and thought it was actually Jimmy 😠my eyes visibly widened and my breathing stopped for a moment lol
From the Ashes
Based on the hybrid ideas of @fifthhaemony! I love the idea of Jimmy as a phoenix so I had to draw him
Was I researching bird anatomy late at night for this? Yes. Do I have any regrets? Absolutely not
Scar being surrounded by love after SL is over. They’re stuck indefinitely in Limbo, unsure why. Normally, the winner shows up, and everyone wakes up home. Not this time. A snow storm comes in, and Grian makes a joke of ‘formally inviting’ everyone to a fortified community house to wait it out together. It’s big with accommodations for everyone. Everyone shows up bringing blankets and food. Scar gets extra love in all of this. Everyone’s safe, there, and happy. Except for one person. A pink-haired woman who’s still sitting in her house. Who’s been keeping to herself so much she didn’t hear talk of the storm. Whose house is in the middle of the woods. Who didn’t get an invite. Who’s curled up in thin, tattered blankets, shivering by a dying fire. A pink-haired lady who’s blocked in by snow and fallen trees. Lizzie, who just wants to see her friends again. Lizzie, who wants to joke around with Grian. Lizzie, who wants to gossip with BigB and Pearl. Lizzie, who wants to talk shit with Cleo. Lizzie, who wants to talk redstone with Mumbo. Lizzie, who wants to talk builds with Joel. Who wants to eat Jimmy and Tango’s cooking that warms your bones. Who wants to curl around Gem, and the Scott’s talk music. Who wants to wrap up in one of Bdubs many fluffy blankets as Etho denies anything Joel related. Who wants to hear Skizz giving praises. Who wants to hear Martyn and Ren’s theatrics. Lizzie, who wants everything Scar has right now. But she’s stuck in her house, alone, curled up by a dying fire.