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 Few weeks ago my bud, @squigglydigg made a keyframe animation, and I sorta fell in love with the concept of it. With her permission she let me inbetween, and clean the sucker up! Bendy just ain’t having a good time at all in this.

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I’ve been in a serious art funk. For about three weeks I haven’t been able to produce ANYTHING except for a painting for my friend of her dogs. I have barely touched my tablet, it was discouraging to even scribble anything out, and it felt like my will to art had vanished. My day job has also been bearing down on me and its just. been a drag.

So naturally ive been playing pokemon. And I found a new appreciation I had never had for Hawlucha. I kind of love everything about it? So I had to draw it. Here is my hawlucha currently in my pokemon X file i’m working through. She is a good girl named Shiner because she was found with a black eye and a chip on her shoulder. But yeah. I should be back to my commissions very soon (like tomorrow!) and streaming art and games again. Until then, enjoy some smol Brawlbirds.

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Louis apparently actually requested that all the actors in his video be local Doncaster children & teens. And then he also apparently had his friends in it. He is so proud of his hometown & it’s so endearing & sweet to see how much he wants to include that in his solo work. Our Donny lad returning home!

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~* Lotor’s Groovy Castle Ghost Adventure *~

first / DONE!

Wasn’t expecting to actually finish my 13 page project on time, honestly, since I didn’t draw at all last week. Ended up busting these last two out yesterday and part of this morning fairly quick (that’s why you should always have an outline, kids).

Thanks for reading and have a fun and safe Halloween! :D

♡ The preview of my entry for the @styleoniceartbook

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commission for @ryekamasaki 💖 

it’s based on a scene from her adorable iwadai flowershop ficlet!! it’s one of my personal faves from her so please give it a read! ( ´ ▽ ` )ノ

Heya everyone! Sorry for being so silent! I’ve been working super hard on the video and I’m almost done! I’ve gotten so much support and love in such a short time recently so I rushed to get it finished but unfortunately, it’s only a wip for that reason! I had a full video planned but I wanted to get half of it out to celebrate the followers milestone and save the rest of the video for the next one so that I can fully work on it! Thank you so much for 8000+ followers! I hope you’re all excited and again, I’m really happy you’re all here <3

mikiri  asked:

Microfill: Cuddle Puddle! Someone got out of the Healing Pod and everyone wants to cuddle.

i’m sure this ‘someone’ will come as a big surprise. :)

When Shiro stumbles out of the cryopod, shivering and kitten-weak, the team is ready for him.

Keith and Hunk are first by Shiro’s side. Hunk wraps Shiro in a blanket immediately, the fabric warm and fresh from the space-heater Pidge built to live in the infirmary. Shiro burrows gratefully into the warmth. With Keith’s help, he staggers down to sit on the steps, blinking rather owlishly at the sudden light. Keith presses up against his side as Hunk drapes a second blanket over Shiro’s shoulders, just in case.

“You,” Pidge announces, hands on her hips as she bends down to exactly nose-height with Shiro, “are not allowed to do that again.”

“Noted,” Shiro croaks.

Lance snickers and butts Pidge gently out of the way, pressing a steaming mug into Shiro’s hands. “Here you go, Shiro. Drink up.”

“Thank you.” Shiro sniffs at the mug’s contents curiously, at first content to just hold the warmth in his hands. “What happened? What time is it?”

“Mid-afternoon,” Keith supplies. Shiro takes his first sip, humming with delighted surprise. Hunk beams, large hands bracing Shiro’s shoulders. Keith waits until Shiro’s taken a second and then a third sip of the hot chocolate before he clarifies: “Mid-afternoon, three days later.”

Shiro chokes.

“Don’t kill him!” Lance exclaims, quick-wrapping his hands around Shiro’s before Shiro can drop the mug. “He just got out!”

“T-three days?!” Shiro sputters.

“Which is why you aren’t allowed to do that ever again,” Pidge repeats, glaring.

“It was just a scratch,” Shiro protests weakly.

“Sure,” Lance says, “Scratches just so happen to be poisoned all the time. Coran says you were lucky. Don’t put us through that again, man. I’m serious. Keith got all morose and woopy.”

“I did not,” Keith says.

Lance presses the back of his hand to his forehead dramatically, the pose totally ruined by his shit-eating grin. “No, I can’t! I’m not ready to lead Voltron-”

“I’m going to kill you,” Keith growls. He makes no move to get up.

Shiro tilts his head back, locking eyes with Hunk. “Three days?”

“Three days,” Hunk confirms. He squeezes Shiro’s shoulders. “Which is why we’re taking the rest of the day off. Allura and Coran said the poison’s all gone, but you might be a little weak for a day or so.”

Shiro frowns down at his mug as if it would contain answers (or better yet, a fast forward button for recovery). “Do we have time?”

“We’re making time,” Keith says, firmly.

“That’s the leader-Keith we all know and love,” Lance crows. “Shiro, hurry up and finish your drink. We’ve got plans.”

Shiro blinks. “Plans?”


“Would you look at that,” Coran comments softly, several vargas later.

All five of the Paladins are fast asleep in the main lounge, limbs akimbo and sprawled heavy in slumber. Shiro’s stretched out the length of the curving couch, snoring peacefully. Pidge is curled up practically on his chest, glasses set neatly on top of the couch and guarded by four snoozing mice. Keith’s fast asleep along Shiro’s right, body twisted in a way that shouldn’t be physically possible but somehow keeps all of him on the couch and not the floor. Lance is on Shiro’s other side, squished comfortably between Shiro and the couch; Hunk’s asleep right next to him, legs tangled up with both Shiro’s and Lance’s. A soft pile of blankets covers all five of them, artistically tossed and kicked loose to not cover noses or the occasional foot. The light of the softly playing ‘moo-vee’ washes over faces and hair, highlighting shadows lined in sleep.

Allura smiles fondly, gesturing Coran down the hall so as to not wake their sleeping friends. “I suppose we can ask Shiro tomorrow if he is feeling better. Coran, what is the matter?”

“Oh, nothing.” Coran sniffs, indeed wiping away a nostalgic tear. “Just thinking. The Paladins of new, just like the Paladins of old!”

Allura sniffs too, more of a huff as she folds her arms. “Oh, Coran. My father never had slumber parties in the lounge.”

“Ah, the innocence of youth,” Coran says, fondly, and puts his arm around Allura’s shoulders as they head off down the hall.

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this is another fanart bc of darksidekelz fanfiction. Like I know it’s not a specific scene FROM it again, I just don’t care abt them in TFA but really love that story vOv

  • Student in my Tolkien Class: You know, all Boromir really wanted to do was just build a wall
  • Student: Fortify against Mordor
  • Student: Keep the orcs out
  • Student: Just, you know--
  • Me: Don't you say it
  • Student: Make Gondor great again
  • Me: O YOU SAID IT