In honor of the 20th anniversary of My Immortal, I got stoned and made a kandi bracelet of our girl Ebony.
Plus Pepper modeling cause I couldn't resist.
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In honor of the 20th anniversary of My Immortal, I got stoned and made a kandi bracelet of our girl Ebony.
Plus Pepper modeling cause I couldn't resist.
I was on a roll lmao
Just a sketch dump of Missy, my little baby that I love so much.
Uhhhhh-
So I had a Lilo and Stitch OC for a while and never showed her uhhhh
This is X-219 or Missy! Her stings will make you hallucinate really bad, she's a sweet gal, and she's a huge lesbean.
I'M CRINGE AND FREE DAMMIT 😝
I'm so going to Hell for this one 😂
He frowed up afterwards
Says the man who licked LITERAL WEAPONS GRADE PLASMA JUST TO FIND OUT WHAT IT IS- LIKE WHAT???
Fun fact: This is my first attempt at drawing Reuben. I kinda cooked tbh.
Drew this in a fit of insomnia thanks to the shitload of caffeine in my system. RIP Pleakley.
A little piece of a bigger daydream I had rotating in my brain like a rotisserie chicken. Just wanted to put this concept out there to gather some intrigue before committing to a strange but possibly interesting crossover idea! Any and all questions and critiques are highly appreciated! Thanks in advance for reading!
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Distant echoes of a familiar yet distressed voice buzzed through Stitch's head as he woke in a nauseous blur. He quickly screwed his eyes shut at the brightness that surrounded him, the sensitivity only made his stomach feel worse. He choked down his rising stomach acid and forced himself to open his eyes again.
What he saw next made him feel like he was thrown into ice water. Feeling the tremors of fear taking over his legs, he pushed himself up from the ground and took in his surroundings. It looked like he was standing in the hallway of a spaceship. The air was calm and iridescent bubbles drifted upward from the ground. He approached the large windows that towered over him to see an ocean, sandy terrain, and some tropical flora outside of it. The strangest detail in this strange world was the schools of fish that carelessly swam through the sky, which had a soothingly creamy orange that gave Stitch a fleeting but pleasant thought about cream soda. The pale wash that painted the scenery reminded him of bleached coral he sometimes saw on ocean documentaries. Was this place dead or just fake? He couldn't tell and wanted neither answer to be true. The pale orange sky above him brought a warm glow to the off-white shapes and structures but had no actual warmth to blanket his fur like the sun would.
He shivered at the chill lingering around him. He wanted to cry, scream, do something but he stood helplessly frozen, staring out the window as his mind reeled with questions. Why was he here? What is “here”? Where was his family? Is he the only one left? Is he dead? His brain may have been able to think faster than a supercomputer but in this instance, it was useless. No answers, no comfort, no certainty.
“This isn't real… right?” Stitch finally whispered to himself after a tense, uncomfortable silence.
He looked down one end of the hallway, at the end of the hall stood a small tower with a large door. The tower looked and felt familiar to him but he couldn't understand why. Has he seen it before? Or is it a product of where he was stuck in?
“..ich!...ere are.…St…!?”
Stitch's ears perked up, it was that voice again. It was still distant and filled with static but was much clearer this time around. It sounded like… like…
“STIIITCH! WHERE ARE YOU!?”
The realization hit him like a truck as a wave of terror and relief washed over him. He could almost cry, now he knew for sure he wasn't alone.
“Lilo…!”
If Lilo was also roped into this strange world, it certainly meant she was in danger. At the same time, however, if she was here then the rest of his ohana was surely not far behind. Stitch kept that glimmer of hope in the back of his mind and ran down the hall as fast as he could. He didn't know what this world had in store for him but nobody was getting hurt on his watch.
Got dared to draw Pleakley with a mullet. I honestly thought he was going to look really bad in it but nah. He slays like a bad bitch.
Tried to draw Jumba slightly more on model since my hubby pointed out that I draw him taller than he is. I dunno if I learned anything but I'm glad I tried!
Shitpost based on a thing that happened in a voice call
I'm not a recovering repressed queer man, you are
I'm literally about to blush, this turned out so fucking cute
Honestly the most tame of the gay shit I've made the past few days so why not put it here?
Pleakley proceeded to wash his entire mouth out with soap afterwards
I call this "toxic objectum yaoi". I dunno, I'm sobering up from some gummies.
A page based on little demises by Astrophysics, dunno what song I'll draw next.