of course i had to do an illustration for dex's new song
my art tablet decided to kill itself when i was halfway done with this so it took much longer than i wanted it to 😭😭😭
the new arena and new song are so peak tho
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of course i had to do an illustration for dex's new song
my art tablet decided to kill itself when i was halfway done with this so it took much longer than i wanted it to 😭😭😭
the new arena and new song are so peak tho
I really enjoy messing with the incorrect quotes site from time to time
Finish the heart, they said
old art but. locking in to art fight so probably no more DaD art for a hot second. enjoy these queers i drew last month +bonus bs under cut
a little practice dex! I wanted to draw him with his cane, so I used this excellent guide for a pose reference!
Charlie made his way in there somehow... maybe dex is waiting for him?
Im writing charliexdex fanfic its going slow but steady... Packed with hurt/comfort😋😋😋 i NEED their ship name to be discomachine its SO PERFECT😭whole fic lowkey made on the info we got so far which is almost next to nothing...(I CANT WAIT FOR MORE DEADASDISCO LORE!!!) and headcanons i think about along the way, and charlie just thinking about what the fuck is happening so far. Im so sad i can't draw at all i would make SO much fanarts otherwise💔💔
Seat (discomachine oneshot)
— You do know that you don't need to do allat, right? — while Charlie's tone was rather curious than joking, a hint of a smile still could be seen on his lips. Of course Dex noticed such a simple change in Charlie's expression – he always does.
Deckard hissed and averted his eyes from Charlie, and back to Ragnarock, gently stroking a few strings, making a quiet accord come to life; so quiet, only the two of them could hear it, unlike the practice session they've had just a few seconds ago.
Charlie sighed and put his drumsticks on the floor tom before crossing his arms on his chest. He took his sweet time plainly staring at Dex before sighing again, but this time it sounded like the weight of it tripled itself.
— What? Got something to say – just do. — Deckard furrowed his eyebrows and visibly tensed. He was tired from the additional practice they've had with Charlie (it was Dex' idea), but couldn't let himself take a seat. What guitarist sits while playing life-changing riffs?
After a good minute or two of silence, Charlie took his sunglasses off and hung them on his shirt. He quickly ran his glance up and down on Dex' body and then nodded towards the chair that was standing behind the latter.
— Take a seat, unlike someone I don't like watching my loved ones suffer.
had to lock in and draw this for the sake of my mental health :D
what if... i wrote a discomachine fanfic... and called it... echolokating you... because im a loser with no naming skills... what if...