Based On The @toh-tagteam-au!!

In honor of the art book, huge shoutout to this ask I got like 2 years ago that I intended to answer but just never finished cuz. Holy shit there’s so many

These are the points I drafted:

And yeah that’s not even including the metric crapton of Losing Marbles stuff me and Froggy have come up with. I can also think of plenty of canon-timeline ones that I didn’t mention but am too lazy to add now.

:D

Marcy Screenshot Redraw

I wanted to draw some Marcy fluff so… YEET

This took quite a while since I put more time and effort into the sketch and lineart and I like how it turned out!! I miss her so much I just wanna see her happy again *sobs*

Reference

Haven’t drawn or even posted anything in a while, but here’s a shitpost :)))

Mostly Hunter cuz of course my brainrot had to be over the show’s biggest loser

Other parts in case you wanna waste time ig

2 / 3 / 4 / 5

NEW BLORBO UNLOCKED!!!!!!!!!!

(Aka I’ve read most of the AO3 series about this funky grimwalker OC and I Am Obsessed. Send help)

"it's my ass kicking outfit, bitch!"

The shot of Darcy at the end of the s3 intro plus Matt’s art made me wonder why 8 of Darcy’s eyes were a dim red instead of bright orange like we see in Olivia & Yunan.

I’m calling it: all ten of Darcy’s eyes glow when The Core is in control, but only the main two do when Marcy is.

So I’m a big evil Marcy manisfest-er… and when I say “evil Marcy” I don’t mean The Core forcing Marcy’s body into doing evil deeds. No no no I want evil Marcy. I want The Core to convince Marcy to join the dark side willingly. Not even by blackmailing her or threatening her friends, just by having a little pep talk. It might not even need to lie to her tbh.

But, it’d take more than a few seconds to have that talk, so The Core may need to take the wheel for a bit until Marcy’s ready. So at first Darcy would have all ten eyes glowing (like in Olivia & Yunan), but soon enough only two eyes would be orange, the rest being a dim red (like towards the end of the s3 intro).

As far as proof for why I believe in evil Marcy… why would an ancient entity made up of like 8 dead geniuses name itself “Darcy”?!? Like it literally just took its new host’s name and added a “D” to make it sound kinda like “dark” XD. That’s not something The Core would do, that’s something Marcy would do. Our favorite RPG nerd would be all for having a big red cape and a name straight out of a video game lmao.

EEEEEEEEEEEEE ITS THEM

Hng. Art

“Welcome, to the golden age of Newtopia! I am Queen Minerva Leviathan, the Shadowfish Slayer.”

Made some art for me and @xenia12 ‘s evil Marcy au: Losing Marbles!

In this chapter, Marcy is whisked away to the Core’s mindscape and embarks on a tour of ancient newtopia 1000 years in the past in hopes of getting some answers

https://archiveofourown.org/works/38298604/chapters/156423565

Bonus thing ✨

Back on my shit once again!!!

Amphibia as text posts part 5 :D

OKAY it’s been over half a damn year since I last updated Losing Marbles and I STILL haven’t quite finished chapter 6, so thought I could give y’all a sneak peak XD

First off, here’s ch1-5 on AO3 (if you haven’t seen it, at least check the tags before reading this. But it is a continuous story so I suggest starting from the first chapter :P)

And ofc thank @froggythesculptor for like half of the ideas in this cuz she’s a genius HGVJFTVHYBJY

ANYWAYS!!! Enjoy the first 747 words of chapter 6 lol (btw it’s definitely a long [+ relatively heavy] one for me so far… this isn’t even half of the WIP lmao)

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Not long after returning to the castle, Darcy sat in her chambers, rolling a purple twenty-sided die between her fingers as she impatiently watched the loading screen. Should be almost there, she thought just before the words “download complete” appeared on the monitor.

Tossing her D20 aside, she stood up and went over to the coral chair where a new helmet was plugged in. She ripped off the wires, picked it up, then seated herself, avoiding the armrests. After taking a breath and steeling herself, she hesitantly placed the helmet over her head.

Darcy grunted, fiery pain seizing her every nerve as The Core made itself comfortable in her body once more. She wanted to scream but bit the inside of her cheek to stop any pathetic noises from coming out. At least it wasn’t as bad as the first time.

When the agony finally subsided, she slowly opened her ten artificial eyes then heard, “Ah, well done.”

Darcy leaned back and, though they were still somewhat dazed, smiled at the praise. The Core must have already gone through their memories to see how it went.

“Looks like we’re behind schedule, though. We were supposed to be meeting with Andrias in the throne room half an hour ago,” it told them.

“Oh, shoot!” Darcy hissed as they sprang from the chair and dashed up the stairs.

Being late to their own meeting will not be good for their meticulous and calculated villain reputation.

Despite their anxiety, they slowed down once they made it to the main hallway. Running through the castle as a troubled mess would only make problems worse, so they walked with slow but powerful steps.

As she went, Darcy passed frobots putting up mass amounts of entangled cables along the walls and collared newts installing eye-shaped surveillance devices all over the castle. She noticed it earlier, but the rate at which it was getting done seemed to have multiplied as the day of the invasion grew closer.

Wow, you guys must’ve been busy, huh? she thought to The Core. What’s all this for?

“These renovations are to aid us in the invasion,” it stated. “The new additions will allow us to be omnipresent in mechanical tendrils across the castle, even when disconnected from you.”

Her lips pulled up into a wicked smirk. So, basically, you’ll, she mused delightedly, have an eye on everything?

A large, exasperated sigh echoed from most of The Core, but one of the voices let out a muffled howl of laughter, instead. Darcy grinned ear to ear, immediately deciding that the newt who appreciated her pun was objectively the best of the collection.

As she approached the throne room, she straightened her face before a couple robots on either side of the entrance swung the doors open for her. She strode in and Andrias swiftly lifted his head to see who had entered, tensing once he saw it was Darcy. Olivia and Yunan noticed his reaction then spun around and let out twin gasps of surprise.

Wait a second, Darcy thought as she stopped walking about halfway between the doors and the newts. Olivia’s and Yunan’s eyes were normal.

Tearing her gaze from the lady and the general, she stared at Andrias with narrowed eyes and asked, “What happened to their collars?” Though, it sounded more like an accusation than a question.

The giant newt seemed to prepare himself before stepping in front of Olivia and Yunan. He then said, “If I may, could you remove the helmet? I wish to speak to you directly.”

She scoffed and crossed her arms, already fed up with the conversation. “You will address all of The Core when speaking to me. Now, what are you up to? And where’s your little tiara? You know very well that we can’t monitor your thoughts without it.”

“Marcy-“

“Darcy,” she growled. Andrias knew that. He was trying to appeal to her old self, wasn’t he?

Andrias furrowed his brows but his eyes still held a little too much warmth. “Marcy, this isn’t you. I know how… persuasive The Core can be… but I also know you don’t want to hurt people.”

Darcy grit their teeth while listening, but stopped by the time he was done. Then they suddenly threw their head back in a fit of laughter. They soon finished with a sigh and went, “Oh, is that what you think, big guy? That I’m still the innocent little girl I was a year ago?”

👀 TO BE CONTINUED 👀

(in a hopefully reasonable amount of time… Idk my motivation is way too unpredictable for me to give any sort of guess hhhh)

Worm.

It has become worm.

I spent almost 2 hours drawing a worm… I need help

“Let’s rumble, wormfriend”

I’m just gonna drop this here-

:3