#ill get better eventually

[sseerruuffuu]

please dont think that i am

[sunripeneddragonfruit]

Wowow mor trad art

First page, mainly some doodles, a sketch of my BB and somethinf I actually used a ref for!

Ref under cut with transcript of the next page!

Excuse how rough all of these are, not only do they look.bettsr in person I'm used to drawing with my finger on ibis 🙃🙃

Transcript:

1) scars on face barely visible from clawing at it

2) fur instead of mask

3) hastily, claw cut hair (symbolism text I sent my friend: Giving her hastily cut with her claws short hair, to show how desperate she was to get rid of the Memories and the guilt but having two bit uncut at the front to show how she still wants to cling on to any comfort she has from those memories)

4) more animalistic design. Savage.

5)baton w/ sharp ends

6) sharp points in the costume (to convey sharp villiany)

7) armour esc (to represent the barriers and armour she puts up to shield herself)

[theadventurek9]

Sorry I've been mostly sad and moping on here as of late. Things have just been hard.

I promise I'm going to try and post more positive dog content.

[maxmayfieldirl]

I still have hope that the byler couch scene can still be a heart to heart

My theory is everyone is all caught up on the Vecna mess and they are getting ready to head into the final battle. Back in Russia the mindflayer was released the Russia crew, perhaps one of them died or something idk, and the flayer does some over dramatic exit, screeches and rushed back to Hawkins and/or the upside down.

Will senses him and tells everyone which fucks with their plan so they have to think of a way to deal with that too. Will is worried and in a very Mike way, he notices and pulls out the Will voice™️. Will tells him his worries, says the quote in the trailer and Mike tells him that "everything will be okay" and "they've done it before they can do it again".

Will mentions his ties to it all and says "maybe it's better for everyone if he sacrifices himself".

Mike isn't happy with that suggestion, "no way am I letting you sacrifice yourself! I just got you back! None of this is your fault okay? Promise me you won't do anything dumb--not without me. Crazy together, remember?"

"Yeah crazy together." and the camera pans down and Mike's hand is on top of Will's, gripping it lightly. Both notice this and jump apart, things get awkward but before either can say anything they're called away.

It's not the best theory, but the point of the post is even though it seems to be a discussion on Vecna or perhaps the mindflayer there's still a chance it could be a heart to heart. Obviously it'd be more in depth and whatnot lol.

[aldoodles]

Enter a diner looking for some caf, leave with two new sons???

Y’all my sibling @rejectedbard is writing a fic that is slaying me because I’m a sucker for found family!!!

[manicwordsfleeing]

A Jumbled Drive pt 2

I shifted my weight, anticipating the moment the massive steel door opened. I’d never seen Rend in real life, I hope she’s as awesome as they say. Slowly the door began to swing open and all conversation in the room ceased.

Beginning!

The soft, dull rasp of boots echoed through the air. Followed by gasps and terribly high squeals. Strange how they can reach those notes now, but not in choir. Not that I sing in choir... or in public.

I knew I wouldn’t be able to see Rend for more then a couple seconds if I stayed where I was. Being short, for a superhuman, sucked. Turning away from the almost visible Rend, I took three running steps to the left and jumped the twenty or so feet to one of the plethora of large windows that lined the walls of the ballroom. I could have walked, but jumping made me feel superior. I stepped up onto the sill and turned toward the steel doors, just in time to watch Rend step into view.

Surprisingly, she looked... like a really cool aunt, in a weird sort of way. Light brown hair, with silver threaded through here and there, pulled back into a ponytail, a bright smile that could turn mischievous at any time. Brown, almost hazel, eyes that sparkled with endless amusement and wisdom. A slightly crooked nose, probably broken a couple dozen times to heal like that. Smooth tan skin. Other than blue lip stick and colored in eyebrows, I didn’t see any other sign of makeup. That was surprising.

Most older superhumans used a crap ton of makeup, due to public pressure, to look young, sexy, and energetic. At forty-three years old, Rend was still slayin’, a true queen. She turned the dark blue and gold sundress she was wearing into a red carpet outfit.

Wait... was she wearing combat boots? Hmm, a sundress with combat boots... Normally I would be semi-criticizing, but the boots were cute and she totally pulled it off.

Rend made her way down the walkway, waving and greeting. Blue Breeze, her guild, leaned over and whispered something, pointing out Conner, who had Tunani on his shoulders so she could see. Rend nodded.

“You!” She said, pointing at Conner. “You’re the guy who took that terrorist group ‘Challengers’ into custody, right?”

Startled, Conner froze before nodding, “Yes ma’am. I led the team that took them down. It was a group effort, I couldn’t have done it by myself.” He proudly told her, making eye contact with all those who were in the team.

All except for me.

I didn’t mind. I was used to being forgotten and left out. But that didn’t stop the small twinge of hurt I felt.

“Well, Conner I was wondering if you’d like to be one of my bodyguards for the escort to the ceremony.” She smiled softly, “I’ve heard that you’re the best around and I’d love to learn more about you. So, what do you say? Join me?”

“Of course!” Conner’s famous megawatt smile lit up his face, “Id love to accompany you.”

“Hold on now, what about me?” Tunani said, pouting, “If Conner’s going then I’m going too!”

Rend looked taken back, “Oh... well. If you can give me a reason to take you along, you come too.”

Tunani straightened—as much as she could without falling off Conner’s shoulders—puffed out her chest and proudly declared, “I’m his future wife!”

“Ahhh...” Rend struggled to keep from laughing, she failed. A cross between a bark and a chuckle poured from her lips. It had the potential to be unpleasant, fortunately it wasn’t. It was the type of laugh that made you want to smile and maybe snort. After she’d regained her composure, she addressed the deflated Tunani. “That’s a very valid reason. I don’t want to come between young love, you can come!”

Tunani, now inflated once more, squealed, wrapped her arms around poor Conner’s head, and started wiggling like jello cake on a speaker.

Rend had returned to walking and greeting with Blue Breeze close behind, when Tunani decided that revenge was sweetest served fresh.

Out of nowhere she popped up on the window sill beside me and yelled. “Hey Miss. Rend! Since I’m going can Black come to—EK—“ Her screech abruptly cut off as she fell out the window behind her, that I just opened and pushed her out of. All these months of doing that has made me deft at opening all the windows in the compound. I locked the window just as fast as I opened it. I hoped that Rend hasn’t seen, but the damage had been done.

Rend gasped at me, slowly covering her mouth. “Did you just...? Is she? Oh my gosh... oh my gosh!” Her eyes got impossibly big and she took a step... forward? She pointed straight at me. “You,” I knew that tone, it meant deep trouble. “I want you on my team. Anyone ruthless enough to throw that cute of a girl out a window must have guts of steel.”

Ok... that... that was unexpected. My face remained blank, but my brain exploded. Half of me was saying yes, but the other half said run. Guess which one I listened too?

None of them. I sat there in complete and awkward silence. Not answering her.

Her brows furrowed, she cleared her throat and tried again. “Ahem. Mr... Black, I presume, is there any reason for your silence?

Once more, no answer. She started to look concerned.

“Mr. Black. This is not an opportunity that’s just... given out. I’m personally extending this invitation to you. You’d be a fool to not accept.”

I tilted my head and softly sneered, as if saying Oh? I’d be a fool? Too bad, I don’t care. I knew she didn’t mean it as an insult, any other Hero would jump for this opportunity. To not take it is foolhardy. But i wasn’t a Hero, i was a captive forced to play their silly games and pose for whatever cameras they told me too.

“Are you deaf, or hard of hearing?”  Her words echoed on the outskirts of my mind. My head snapped up. What? She could Link?

“I seem to have finally gotten your attention-”

“No. Pick someone else.” I shot back at her.

“B-But i don’t want anyone else! The moment that little girl drew my attention and i saw you, i knew i had to have you on my team. Its just a week long road trip, plenty of fun!“

“I hate road trips. My answer is still no, it’s not changing.“ I stepped down from the window sill, and slowly approached her. “You really should be nicer when asking people to volunteer to die for you.”

The lights flickered, plunging the room into darkness. When they came back on I was gone.

I hoped she didn’t try and find me. The tone she had used when she called out unnerved me. Rend had used it a couple times on Live TV. It was the tone she used when she badly wanted something.

Rend always got what she wanted.

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Squirrelflight (again)

[zdusk]

some pics from last night yo

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