mikeyysloth

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Boat Bois... Just some simple designs I made in like an hour...

Etho in a box..

Screenshot from Impulses stream: "MOON BIG in R.E.P.O.!? (w/ Etho, Grian, Scar, Gem, and Skizz)" (on yt)

once more, with feeling

876 words

it's not exactly the same every time. it's altered by what they went through, and why they’re asking, and how it all ended. but it's always close enough that it may as well be the same. 

100% inspired by this incredible post by @thirdtimed! it had me by a chokehold i had to do something about it

it's not exactly the same every time. it's altered by what they went through, and why they’re asking, and how it all ended. but it's always close enough that it may as well be the same. 

the first time, it was unprecedented. 

blood on his hands, tears in his eyes, we expected it to be over—a failed experiment, one that only he would ever remember to save the others the pain. too much grief wracked his body for him to even choke out the words for a long while, but we waited. it isn't an unusual thing for us to do, to wait.

smearing sand on his sunburned face, he wiped away his tears and said,

"give me another chance."

the second time, we were curious.

shaken and silent, he stared into our face for a long while, as if trying to decipher what in void we were. the crown of crystals were still and a kind of grey that isn’t truly grey, but every colour at once, and his breathing was shallow. the bloodlust drained from his eyes, leaving them as grey as the crown.

we asked, because he would not have thought to answer otherwise. he flinched, and hesitated. 

"i.. can i see them again?"

the third time, it was almost expected.

still smoking from the explosion, she sunk to her knees, sobbing and clutching herself as if she feared literally falling apart. it took a long while for her screams of grief subsided, and longer still for the weeping to fade into sniffing and hiccups. she hadn't looked at us once, as if she didn't know we were there, but we did not wish to interrupt—she was entitled to her unraveling in private.

wiping her eyes, she didn’t bother to compose herself much more. she lifted her face, littered with gashes and scars, and with agony in her voice-

"i want my friends."

the fourth time.. well, it was a little surprising.

a victor had not yet arrived so high on adrenaline and confidence, and the blood that stained even his mouth seemed to be a trophy. the sword had not left his hand, and still dripped with what remained of the last two, the drops vanishing into the abyss below. he was grinning, and this was the most surprising part.

not needing any persuasion or suggestion, he looked us right in the eye—as none had done before, crowing,

"come on, give us another go!"

the fifth time, it wasn't the request that was new.

alone in a field of sunflowers is where we eventually found him, after waiting fruitlessly for his arrival. he startled a little as he realised we were there, but soon calmed at the understanding of what we meant for him. after all, it had been almost a year since he became stranded—and stranded was the word for it. the shawl was still the red and purple of the flowers he had once given to his partner, and we suppose one could say they started this whole chain of events.

setting aside his gardening tools, he smiled almost sadly. perhaps he would miss what had become his prison, despite everything it signified. he sighed,

"i think i’d like a better try at companionship."

the sixth time.. it almost didn’t count.

surprised to have even been considered for a crown, they laughed in delight when the paper version settled on her head, clearly pleased with our creative flair. we were pleased as well—it isn’t often creative flair ends up being a positive part of our abilities.  they looked around, as if deciding whether or not the place was real, and seemingly settled on an answer. we didn’t ask what the answer was. 

adjusting the paper crown, she laughed, clearly finding the whole situation amusing. when we asked, they seemed to be even more surprised.

"i get to choose? well- let's do it again!"

the seventh time, it became amusing. they did know they could choose something else, did they not?

whooping and throwing his arms around in celebration, came the second victor to be genuinely pleased by his victory and subsequent death. he spent a considerable amount of time pretending he was at an awards show, thanking his family, his wife, his best friend and so on. it was refreshing, after all that misery we witnessed at the beginning of the games, to see the tides changing. especially with him; rage used to be his fuel. now it seemed to be love.

grinning up at us, he waited for something. perhaps one of the others had mentioned it, but he did not seem surprised when we asked.

"what do i want? of course i want more!"

the eighth time, we don’t have to even introduce ourselves.

considerably more pleased than he had been the first time, he seems to think that taking his own life was the ultimate show of power against us. of course, we have changed our ways since his game, but he is not to know that. like his predecessor, he too seems amused by the paper crown. 

cracking his knuckles, and stretching his neck, we already know what he’s going to say, but we let him ask it.

"one more time."

Jill’s back is so strong from carrying the franchise

Jill and Claire K I S S I N G

Me and the bad bitch i pulled by being magnificent

more of my take on @peachieflame‘s moon spirit sokka au! zuko meets sokka at the welcome banquet for the fire nation delegation, and is immediately taken with him. unfortunately, zuko doesn’t make the best first impression.

these boys need to stop bringing work home, all their notes are about to be sticky (hextech gemstone from the hexstrap trust me 🤭)

This is how that scene went right

im sick guys

i love arcane

ok now imagine jayce watching his frankenstein bf grow big and strong as he takes copious notes ✒️✒️✒️

which you may be seeing soon over here

Something something Otasune shower scene 💕

No Rest

CW: blood

“As Zuko watched the lanterns light up those dark nights, he found it hard to believe that a world with such beauty and life could also be the one of danger and destruction his father so frequently warned him about. He hoped, more than anything, that one day he could see it for himself.

“And now, here is where I come in…”

(or, a Zukka Tangled AU)

(art by the incredible @flynnpaff!)

‘now that i see you’ is here!

chapter one: a horrible decision, really

chapter two: this is the strangest thing i have ever done

chapter three: kind of the biggest day of my life

chapter four: i thought i’d never see you again

you ever read a kiss scene so good, so gutwrenchingly beautiful and painful and sweet and full of stomach butterflies, that it makes you wanna fckin scream?

anyway go read Blue by @hollypunkers and scream :)

tfw you’ve been tasked to murder the prince of the northern water tribe but he’s really majestic

(they make a compromise)

I wanted to go a bit more in-depth with this piece that I did for zukka week 2023 because i got inspired to do more insane clothing details. ID in ALT.

Ramble about the influences/inspirations below:

Design inspirations for Sokka's clothing are mainly Inuvialuit and Yup'ik, with Nenets, Tlingit, and Chukchi inspiration for the tassels, patterns, belt and beadwork. I mixed these with the ornaments canon shows us used by the Northern Water Tribe, and also in Legend of Korra. I got particularly excited about drawing from Inuvialuit sources since the tassels we see in canon look like they could be inspired by this. Going beyond canon's animation-friendly colour scheme, I drew from Nenets patterns/embroidery/sashes and Yup'ik beadwork for accent colours. I think in the future I'd like to find ways to incorporate more Tlingit-style patterns since I rarely see them in fanart (which is a shame - they're stunning), but since they tend to be very big I ultimately decided to only include them as a nod in order to keep the regalia recognisable as 'Water Tribe'. I wonder if I could start using Polynesian influences as well?

Zuko's headdress and particularly the shoulder garment and beaded embroidery draw heavily from women's clothing styles of Lê Dynasty Vietnam. The other main influence is men's royal clothing in Tang Dynasty China, and patterns worn by Mongolian Khatun. Since we have a bit more to go on in canon as to what fire nation regalia looks like, I blended that in as well. I got particularly excited about the embellishments on Lê Dynasty clothes because I could give a little nod to Zuko's dragon-fire by adding more colours to the embroidery. In the future I think I'd want to make the Mongolian influence a bit more obvious... perhaps even push the envelope by incorporating some Bashkir designs, though I'm not sure how well that will go.

I've been rewatching avatar and these two boys have my heart <3

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just a couple of earth kingdom guys, definitely from the earth kingdom, not at all leaders of other nations taking a secret in-disguise romantic vacation together or anything

@hollypunkers‘ Blue is something that can be so personal

[one of my favorite scenes, from Chapter 8, in which Zuko is drenched and stinky and gross, Sokka is in his pjs, sign language is learned, hands are held, Oh No Feelings Happen, and Zuko realizes just how badly he’s fucked up]

oh my god i am thinking of them

Old friends

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Putting these closeups here bc the horizontal format nerfed the whole picture 😤

Scrap Ballora character design exploration

they’re cuddlin’ and gaming

Claire’s favorite game is Silent Hill 2 so Jill becomes accustomed to falling asleep to the sounds of game

A few drawings on MK. I've been following this universe for a long time, but I don't know how to draw.

im kind of obsessed with this graphic.

david tennant really does own the word "well" he's always out there saying "well" no one else says "WELL..." quite like he can