Mumscarian Week Spring 2023 (3rd-9th Of April)

『Beast of Dogwarts,

Survivor of the Land.

War be upon ye

The King and his Hand』

Inktober Day 27: Beast

Full page, flat pen, sketch

I miss them

Where's my fucking dog

THANK YOU FOR SAYING WHAT YOU HAVE ABOUT DOEY!

I totally agree with you, as someone with anger issues and gets super overwhelmed easily; to see the hate towards Kevin...it hurts a lot because I understand how he feels to an extent.

People don't like you when you're angry and see you as 'bad' and it hurts. The boy was traumatized and had probably one of the best things taken away from him in a visceral way and moment, he was valid to react the way he did, to lash out. I lash out to when my emotions overwhelm me, hitting an angry cracking point that leads into a meltdown.

And a little off that but to me Doey, or at least the three boys within, would definitely have formed some sort of found siblings relationship. And all their struggles are very real in their respective roles. I've moved through the sibling hierarchy, starting as the youngest, then going to the middle child, and then when my sister moved out I was put into the eldest role. Each boy obviously would have their own struggles and I feel for them.

To understand Doey at all is to understand each boy within him, and to love them all equally.

Sorry this took so long to get too-

But you're very right and I could not say it better.

Doey and all the boys that make him deserve so much love. And as far as I care in my current state of knowing Poppy Playtime, I wholeheartedly believe that all the toys deserve to be happy. They're just kids man.

Dudes in dress? I think so

Plus an excuse to draw Wels & Hels? How can I refuse

I prefer the penning than the colored version, but I had to show off the dresses man. And Hels in makeup. Cmon.

The dresses these were based on

Very much a "click for better quality" post

Guys I have so much made up Lore for these losers you have no idea.

Yeah. Bad news, buddy. But your battery's dead.

Do I have a battery?

Look around the white void, do you think car batteries would just fall out of thin air on my hair like a cartoon anvil?

smallishbeans. you adore him. reblog.

Big Sun, Tiny Fish

Inktober 2024 Day 9: Sun

Look i love my small mythologies. Look at nerites. He's gonna get shrimped.

Sketch & Base Lining:

A Myth's Voyage:

Character Introduction I

[Click for Quality]

Here we begin the final pennings of the mv cast, starting off with the power trio (don't worry about them later down the line they're fiiiine)

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•~[Captain and honorary King Sausage Mythos leads the fleet of 600 throughout the War of the Isles. He's a carefree if not occasionally passive-aggressive man who uses a friendly demeanor to let the guard down of those around him but is not one to shy away from using more aggressive means to get his way. Over the 10 years of battle with his fleet, he's grown close with and cherishes those of his fleet and especially those of his own ship. After finally putting an end to the War, there's nothing that Sausage wants more than to get home to his long awaited family and the safe comfort of his own island.]

•~[Second in command of Mythos' ship, Kuervo Fang comes off as cold and stubborn to most of the crew, even if a good few can see right through him. He's got a skewed sense of justice and loyalty that even fewer can interpret & he proves himself to be one of the deadliest fighters the crew has to offer. Over the 10 years, Kuervo has reluctantly become close with his crew & finds it unfortunate how they fall into a protective, soft spot for him. Not that he'd admit it. Supposedly, not even on his life.] 🐦‍⬛

•~[Will Renais serves as a determined and caring member of the fleet. Though perhaps too forgiving for his own good, Will takes pride in being a person many put their trust into. He sees beauty in life and warmth in safe understandings and does what they can to help keep the peace when able. They're perhaps Sausage's closest companion on the fleet & Kuervo's most trusted person. Will mediates between the two to keep them off of each others' throats & has become an expert at keeping their communications steady. Over the 10 years of being apart of the fleet, Will has threaded himself deeply throughout the crewmates & is highly regarded among them.]🗺

Pspsps under the cut the short bit of writing I made for this

It's very much a rough draft and there were changes made in the comic but.

Ya know. The thoughts

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"You called for me?"

"Aye. On your knees, me hand"

And Martyn dropped.

Ren took a step forward.

"I have some questions for you, Hand"

Martyn kept his eyes on his King, holding steadfast.

Ren took out his axe. He saw his reflection in its metal.

"Would you kill for me?"

"Yes, my King"

Ren took another step towards Martyn, holding the axe's blade hovering to his Hand's throat.

"Would you die for me, Hand?"

Martyn did not hesitate. He kept his eyes focused on Ren.

"Yes, my King"

Ren kneeled in front of Martyn, the axe pushing more into him.

Martyn would be lying if he said that he wasn't nervous. He'd be lying if he said he was sure that Ren's axe wouldn't be pushed further into him.

Rens voice became low & suffocating.

"Should I desire it, would ye allow your King to behead ye to display it as a trophy of the Red Army?"

Ren was an odd one, Martyn thought.

But that thought was drowned out immensely by the dozens of others spiraling around that head of his. Ones he wouldn't dare admit to a soul out loud.

The axe felt more as a hand closing around Martyn's neck.

With a shaken breath, Martyn still answered.

"Yes, My King."

Though his were obscured, Ren bore into Martyns eyes, searching for hesitation. Uncertainty. Disloyalty.

But his search was unfruitful. And Martyn was unwavering.

Though it was just a few moments, the silence felt like eternity.

Ren lowered the axe, the faintest line of red being drawn away from it.

While he set the weapon onto the stone beneath them, Ren found himself comfort being set into the crook in martyns neck. That faintest of red emitted the metalic scent of blood and Ren could feel Martyns heart pounding like mad.

Martyn could find no words in the silence. Just the hyperawareness of his Kings weight echoing his racing heart. More thoughts had flooded but they would remain as locked away as the rest.

The King breathed in heavily.

"I am beyond honored to have yer loyalty, Martyn."

The Hand breathed out a shallowed sigh.

"The honor is mine to be by your side, Ren."

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I don't know man I tried writing and got possessed by something

Yes hello I believe it's a good time for this

empires smp s2 but as a night at the museum au where mr pixl "lore man" riffs is the night guard and the other members are all exhibitions come to life (also plays into jimmy being a toy)