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Alice Skoot

@lolabonny-08

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have these small previews of a “Proof of Concept” I’m currently working on. Originally, I was only going to do simple story beats w/o colors…. but I got SO into the story that I really wanted them as full colored thumbnails… so here we are.

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Sharing with you more storybeats from an unfinished personal project. My intention was to visualize an “untold story”. I didn’t want it to be just words but also taking the images from my head and put them on canvas.

In which Charlie got a role as male character in one of her college production plays and it DOES THINGS to Bee.

So some of you may have noticed Charlie in a suit/down on one knee with a ring in the last TFA sketch dump I did. And that’s cuz I did these sketches before, courtesy of Charbee discord (and shoutout to @shapeofmetal​ for the prompt) who said to put Charlie in a suit–cuz Bee would immediately start googling how humans propose/hoarding bridal magazines for himself.

If I may I'd like to send in a stupidly fluffy fic because I need some distraction from a bad week

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Macaque breached the threshold of his home, rolling his shoulders with a small grimace.

The monotony of kingly duties felt especially grueling today, making him want to become a puddle on the floor.

Ears twitched at the sound of a giggle trying to stay muffled from the side of the couch.

"Is that my Xiaotian I hear?" A small smile formed as Macaque took a few steps closer, prompting more hushed giggles.

Macaque walked past the couch purposefully keeping his gaze up, letting the six-year old think he had succeeded in being sneaky.

"Hmm, how strange. I wonder where my little star has gone?"

Xiaotian was doing his best not to laugh not noticing the shadow creeping up behind him like a cobra waiting to strike.

When it did shrieks of laughter filled the room as Xiaotian was snatched from his hiding spot and dangled upside down in front of his father's face.

"You got me!"

"I got you," Macaque's voice was softer in comparison to Xiaotian's laughter but still spoken in a smile. Large hands gently grasped the boy and held him close, nuzzling his face.

"Oh, Liu'er!" A large blue form emerged from the kitchen, holding a bowl of fruit. "You're back early."

"Not early enough if you ask me," Macaque said, plucking a few strawberries from the bowl, offering one to his son who ate it happily. "Thank you for watching Xiaotian. I appreciate it."

"It's no problem at all, I'm always happy to come watch him." Sandy smiled serenely, a colossal finger coming up to tussle Xiaotian's hair. "It's about time I head home, my cats will be expecting dinner. It's best not to keep them waiting."

"Of course," Macaque could only chuckle at the mention of Sandy's herd of cats he's accumulated these past couple of years. "Safe travels home, Brother."

"Bye bye!" Xiaotian chirped as he waved him off, leaning into Macaque's shoulder.

It was easy to get into a pre-bedtime routine, besides trying to wrangle the hyper boy into the bath, it went relatively smoothly.

Some movie played on the TV as Xiaotian sat on his lap. Clawed fingers ran through his boy's hair, absent-mindedly grooming like he would for the little ones on Flower Fruit Mountain.

"Xiaotian? Did you know your birthday is coming up soon?" Macaque questioned fully expecting the way Xiaotian sprouted up at the mention of his birthday. He remembers the dissonance that the birthday he celebrates with his son, the day demon hands lifted a baby from an alley, and the actual date of Xiaotian's birth that remains a mystery for only heaven to know. "Is there anything you'd like, Little Star?"

"Noodles!" Xiaotian spoke excitedly, "And more fancy pencils for drawing!"

"That's all?" Macaque questioned, thinking of Ao Lie's little granddaughter who seemed to be showered in a glittering gifts every year. "Out of anything in the world?"

"Uh-huh, getting noodles with everyone is the best thing in the whole world!" As soon as Xiaotian said that a thought crossed his face making his brow furrow. "How come we dont do anything for your birthday?"

"Oh well, I don't really have a birthday." Macaque spoke simply, "You see Xiaotian, I was born a long long time ago and old demons like me don't really keep track of that kind of thing."

"That doesn't seem fair, everyone deserves a birthday." Xiaotian murmured back, head tilted slightly as he digested the information before brightening up again. "I know! We can share mine!"

Blinking down at the boy in shock, Macaque wants to dismiss the notion. That Xiaotian shouldn't squander his own special day for him but he finds that he can't deny that sunshine smile.

"That's a very generous idea, my little star." Macaque nuzzles the boy, earning a bright giggle in return. He thinks that their 'sharing a birthday' will only last one year, if that.

It doesn't.

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I love this so so much 💕😩✨✨✨

That’s why I did a comic of a little flash forward, when wukong is already free and Mac left MK in pigsy care.

He is on a chase with erlang but he couldn’t miss his son birthday ✨

Also macaque wears glamour when he’s around celestials but he dropped all it when he felt he was home to his son.

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Big Hero 6 x Little Red Riding Hood, a Halloween AU!

Hopefully posting this before everyone goes partying. Happy Halloween, and stay safe! And have a super long, very bizarre AU that no one asked for…

Let’s just say…this is an extremely, extremely self indulgent AU lol. And super experimental, so lotsa new stylistic things OTL Also super rushed since I’m at AUSA now, so pardon any errors!

(I do have a very long, complete storyline thought out for this AU, but I don’t know when/if I’ll have time to draw it out ^ ^; If it looks like I won’t, I’ll post what I have of it and do a text AU later!)

The original post was sadly hidden by the Tumblr purge for some reason but back in February 2018 I commissioned @mistrel-fox Some werewolf GF art for my fics! So with permission I have re-uploaded the missing set! The context for these: Some Werewoof Stan and Dipper Transformations and bonding. Including a just transformed dipper(Who’s ashamed, poor werepupper ;-;) .Angry Stan and dipper protecting friends and family from some unlucky guy who made the mistake of messing with them. .Dipper defending (an offscreen) Mabel from a recently turned and out of control werestan! .Waddles who wants to play with Weredipper, though he’s worried; being a werewolf and afraid of accidentally hurting his sister’s pig. Also including Dipper Temporarily changed into a Fawn(And nervous.) And a very angry werewolf mullet stan AU! Credit goes to @mistrel-fox

Please don’t tag as au as it’s based of my fic

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BONUS!

I FINALLY FINISH THIS!!!!

THIS TOOK ME AGES TT____________tTT

I really hope this makes you smile a little bit in this season of being at home all the freaking time!!

Enjoy!

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My Pathetic But Adorable Big Brother, Hiro: Prologue

Older bro!Hiro & Younger bro!Tadashi AU

In which Hiro Hamada leaves home at age 18, becomes a multi-billionaire and one of the most famous, powerful men in the world…at the cost of not seeing his Aunt and beloved baby brother for four years.  Now, he finally gets to take a break from work to come back home for Tadashi’s 18th birthday, but little does he know, Tadashi’s not quite the same baby bro he left behind…

(Or, Hiro’s rich and famous, but has zero social skills, is a ridiculous brocon, and is also really stupid when it comes to anything Tadashi-related.  He also doesn’t age.  Tadashi’s oblivious and equally brocon, with a huge idol complex on Hiro and had a massive growth spurt and became super hot while big bro was away)

………So yeah, I started another AU.  One with actual (pseudo) plot.  It was supposed to be a tiny two-shot, but exploded so I had to cut part 1 into 3 parts, and part 2 into I dunno how many parts, and most of the things I want to draw are in part 2…… >.>

Apparently I went for ‘rage.’

“Mo? Hey, Curly, c’mon. You’re okay, get up…”

There’s blood on her skin, far too vivid and red even in the sickly glow of cave algae. Maui can see that she’s still breathing but she isn’t moving and he knew he should have stopped her from coming along, knew it was too dangerous for a mortal.

“Come on,” he says again, uselessly. He shakes her shoulder a little, feeling all his own sore places and trying not to think about how they’re really up to their necks in it now.

At the entrance to the cave he can hear the monster moving, scales and slimy flesh over stone.

“We don’t have time for this!”

Moana still doesn’t stir and so he picks her up as carefully as he can, cradling her terrifyingly limp body close to his. Like this he can feel the movement of air as she breathes and it’s that reassurance that stops him from tearing apart the very stones over their head.

“Let’s get you home,” he tells her, and picks his fishhook back up with his other hand. “You can have your beauty rest there.”

To the monster blocking the way out of the cave he shouts, “I’m coming for you, you slimy bastard!”

The monster doesn’t respond, except to give a raspy chuff of air. Maui folds Moana to himself a little more securely and lets power flow into his hook, the bright glow of it illuminating the cave around them. His hook is blue and the algae is greenish but all he can see is red.

“You’re dead meat!” he yells, and charges.

BLESS.