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WereRen be upon ye

Inktober Day 21: Bad Dog

MCYT SEXYMAN TOURNAMENT ROUND THREE

[ID: the sexyman bracket, with third round matches as detailed below.]

The polls will go live starting at 10AM EST, 8 February, 2023.

If you are just here to vote, not from tumblr, check here.

If you have questions about the tournament, check the FAQ before asking.

MATCHES (quick links to each poll added as polls are posted):

GoodTimesWithScar (1) vs Jschlatt (32)

Technoblade (16) vs Captain Sparklez (17)

Docm77 (8) vs FalseSymmetry (25)

RentheDog (9) vs Oli Orionsound (24)

Ethoslab (4) vs AimseyTV (29)

ScottSMajor (13) vs Jimmy Solidarity (20)

MumboJumbo (5) vs ImpulseSV (28)

Pixlriffs (12) vs Charlie Slimecicle (44)

ZombieCleo (2) vs Eret (31)

PearlescentMoon (15) vs Philza (18)

BDoubleO100 (7) vs LDShadowLady (39)

Joel SmallishBeans (10) vs Ranboo (23)

Joe Hills (3) vs Xisuma (30)

Wilbur Soot (14) vs TangoTek (19)

Grian (6) vs Keralis (27)

MythicalSausage (11) vs Quackity (22)

4/13, day of my first car crash <3

I put myself in a tedious task of finishing up my current "Initial Design" pages before posting comics and other things I want.

You guys need to know how obsessed with Michael Shelley and Breekon & Hope I've gotten. I'm unwell. But there's so many posts in the way. Augh

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

Santa is on strike due to global warming.  All presents this year will be delivered by Sasha the Christmas Tiger.  Milk and cookies may not be sufficient.

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Inktober 2024 Day 3: Boots

I forgor to take a picture of the sketch

Can I just say that my current Life Saving Discovery is finding out I can just put a piece of paper over a drawing & redo it if I messed up the original one.

I've seen it. It shouldn't have been anything new to me. And yet it blew my mind when it was pointed out to me. Thank the Void honestly