𑣲 Py

* They/She, Traditional Artist *

[pyroduckling]

𑣲 I’m Pyro! (They/Them, Multifandom artist)

Just a silly traditional artist who’d like to share their passion for art :3

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[AU Masterpost]

Requests are open!

Be nice, DON’T STEAL MY ART or you’ll be blocked <3

[theartofcolehart]

Noro 🙏 nunro

[enjinsdoll]

The party is long over. The streets are quiet, washed silver beneath the streetlights, and Enjin’s hand swings lazily beside yours. “He was pretty bold.”

“What?” You glance over.

“The one flirting with you.”

“Oh,” You shrug. “I barely noticed.”

“I noticed.”

He nudges a pebble down the street with the toe of his boot, shoulders hunched just enough to look dramatically miserable.

“He smiled at you.”

“He smiled at everyone.”

“He touched your arm.”

“He was trying to get past me.”

“Hm.”

The sound is suspiciously thoughtful. You stop walking. You know exactly what he’s doing. “So…”

Enjin looks at you from beneath half-lidded golden eyes. “So?”

“Are you fishing for reassurance?”

His lips twitch. “Maybe.”

“There it is.”

“I know it’s stupid.”

“It is.”

“I know you’re coming home with me.”

“I am.”

“You know I love you.”

“I do,” then the asshole pouts. “still…”

You laugh softly, because he’s so damn silly. His expression immediately brightens. “Aha.”

“You were fishing.”

“I said maybe.”

You cup his face before he can dodge away, thumbs brushing over the corners of his mouth. “he could’ve been the prettiest person in the ground.” He watches you quietly. “I still would’ve spent the whole night looking for you.”

His teasing smile falters.

“I would’ve waited for you to finish every conversation.”

His hands settle around your waist.

“I would’ve walked home with you.”

He leans down, resting his forehead against yours.

“I would’ve fallen asleep next to you.”

His eyes soften in that rare way they only ever seem to around you.

“And tomorrow?” You smile. “I’d still wake up wishing you were even closer.”

For a heartbeat he says nothing. Then he lets out the quietest, most satisfied hum. “Yeah.” his shameless grin returns. “I knew that.”

“You absolutely did.”

“I just wanted to hear you say it.”

“I know.”

He kisses your forehead with exaggerated triumph. “Worth it.”

“So dramatic,” You roll your eyes.

“Says the woman who just gave me a five-point presentation on why I’m the love of her life.”

“I did, didn’t I?”

“Mhm,” He slips his fingers between yours, swinging your joined hands as you continue down the empty street. “Think I’ll get someone to flirt with you again next week.”

“Enjin.”

“I’m kidding.”

A beat.

“Probably.”

[pyroduckling]

I see them as like mother-figure and child, y’know? i love these two sm

[pyroduckling]

So on the 9th, I had a dream about Valko being in the game, funny enough I didn’t interact with him, I just knew he was there. Why can’t my dream be a reality?

[pyroduckling]

had another dream about Valko, there was something I needed to claim from a plushie in the game- looked like a newer portion of the game, kinda looked like a mix of caleb’s house and Dan heng’s room (from hsr). When i claimed it, I got a Valko looking headband? Then at another point I got sent to fucking fortnite, I don’t even play fortnite 😭

[pyroduckling]

So i’m participating in art fight if anyone wanted to know.

I’m part of team Mystery, and I would like to have fanart thrown at me pretty please- no seriously, I haven’t been attacked yet ;-;

Is it bad courtesy to ask for attacks? Ignore me if it is 😅🫢

Art Fight

An art gifting game

[pyroduckling]

I’m gonna call it now; Valko will be a collective fandom oc if he doesn’t come out soon.. or ever :<

[pyroduckling]

New pyr ref, kinda incorporated the old one in with it… tried to salvage it anyways

[pyroduckling]

So on the 9th, I had a dream about Valko being in the game, funny enough I didn’t interact with him, I just knew he was there. Why can’t my dream be a reality?

[pyroduckling]

What if… lads au comics? .o.

[pyroduckling]

I have art block during art fight… i’m cooked

[pyroduckling]

Even shiggy wants Valko back!

(Mildly scared to be in this fandom but may the protest continue!!)

[enjinsdoll]

Enjin swore he wasn’t the relationship type. Every single time the topic came up, he said the same thing. “Girlfriend? Boyfriend? Sounds like a cage.”

“There’s a whole world out there,” he continued one evening while sitting upside down on your couch. “People get weird when they start putting labels on stuff. Suddenly somebody’s asking where you are, who you’re with, what you’re doing.”

“You literally ask me where I’m every day.”

“That’s different.”

“It absolutely isn’t.”

“It’s because I’m curious.”

You stared at him. He stared back.

The argument ended there because Enjin had the attention span of a goldfish. Also the problem was that despite all his speeches about freedom and not wanting to tie either of you down, he behaved exactly like somebody’s boyfriend.

His coat was hanging beside your door. One of his shirts was mixed into your laundry. His toothbrush sat next to yours in the bathroom. Half the tools in your room somehow belonged to him. You found a wrench under your bed once. You still had no idea how it got there.

Meanwhile your own belongings had slowly invaded his rooms. Whenever you noticed something and tried to take it home he always stopped you.

“Leave it.”

“What?”

“Leave it there.”

“But it’s mine.”

“Yeah, and?”

You blinked. “What if I need it?”

“You can come get it.”

The answer came so naturally that it made your chest tighten every time. ‘you can come get it.’ as if the idea of you showing up at his place was the most obvious thing in the world.

One rainy afternoon you finally reached your limit. You had been cleaning your room when you found yet another one of Enjin’s possessions. This time it was the umbrella chilling in the corner of your room. His umbreaker, did you hear that?

You marched across the headquarters and like he had a feeling he opened the door.

“What?”

“Explain.”

He looked down. “It’s my umbrella?”

“At the fact that he’s in my room.”

“Oh.” he shrugged. “I forgot him.”

“Enjin, that’s your jinki.”

“Yup.”

“Enjin.”

“What?”

“You practically live at my place.”

“No, I don’t.”

“You have more things there than I do.”

“That seems unlikely.”

“You left your umbreaker.”

“I found him now, didn’t I?”

You stared at him in disbelief until the realization hit you hard. “You don’t actually want your stuff back.”

“What?”

“You keep leaving things because it gives you an excuse.”

His expression froze for a second, but you saw the realization hit him before he could hide it.

“Every time I find something I’ve to see you again,” no answer… “You leave your stuff at my place,” you continued softly. “You tell me to leave my things at yours. You ask where I’m every day. You show up unannounced. You steal my food. You fall asleep on my couch.”

“That couch is comfortable.”

“Enjin.”

His shoulders dropped as the fight drained out of him all at once. “Y’know it sounded easier in my head.”

“What did?”

“Not wanting labels.” his laugh came out weakly. “Because then I wouldn’t have to admit I like having somewhere to come back to. But I still think all that boyfriend stuff sounds stupid.”

“Of course you do,” you smiled.

“But…” he glanced down at the umbrella still in his hands, then back at you. “But if you keep finding my junk in your room for the next fifty years I guess that wouldn’t be the worst thing.”

It was the closest thing to a confession you were ever going to get. Also made it perfect somehow.

To prove that it’s enough you shrug off your jacket and toss it on his bed which made him smile all big. Yeah, you might never call him your boyfriend officially, but he’s yours.

[spare-tomu-pics]

[pyroduckling]

Keyboard surgery, yippe?

[pyroduckling]

Messing with keyboard cause the surgery failed

[pyroduckling]

Keyboard surgery, yippe?

[pyroduckling]

I spilt water on my sketchbook, on the page with my oc, and my keyboard- I tried to dry it off with a hairdryer but then I melted the keycaps a bit. I am a fuckup, imma go cry in a corner now

[pyroduckling]

Got another ref of Pyr started and already fantasizing about drawing my other ocs! Doin better… knock on wood please