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Happy birthday to Ace! 🥳🥳🥳

Guess who's birtday it is today?

Ace would have been 119 by 2024 and only two years away from surpassing god. Though unlikely, in my heart he is trucking along today continuously baffling Christendom by continuing to live.

I’m not very experienced with animation and i have a tendency to brute force my way through a problem instead of looking up a tutorial lol, but I’m pretty happy with this. The secondary motion in the ears and neckerchief are a bit janky but the tail sway I’m pretty proud of. As well as the anticipation before the yank on the calender.

I also simplified his design a little bit. As much as i love it, the fur pattern can be difficult to track so i left out the spots on his arms and tail. The face stayed the same though as its what most important.

And of course tumblr crunched the quality to hell so heres a little boogie gif with better quality

Lacka-oc's part 4!

Hannah Kesser belongs to @airenrts

Rosemary Cabrero belongs to @blood-n-gold

Alexandra "Riff Raff" Delucci belongs to @cats0naut

And, Halina Dabrowski belongs to @wpk12art

As always, have a pulchritudinous day/night!

Benjamin Heller ✨

SMMMMOKIN'

Oh GREAT, Mask Flynns' on the loose!!!!

Awwww, he's adorable ❤️❤️❤️

💜 Another of my Lackadaisy ocs 💜

🍀 This is Cassie’s little brother 🐰

Third batch of Lack-ocs done!

Åse/Ace Olaug Årud belongs to @acesandocs

Marjorie Ford belongs to @gentlelass

Elizabeth Scott belongs to @akosisab

And last but not least, Aisling 'Ash' Mayfield belongs to @annlytical

Bonus art of Marjorie and my oc Angelique conversing over drinks (most likely in the Savoy's suite).

As always, have an excellent day/night! ✨

Cheers! 😁

Question: What are the Mulligan brothers favourite food/s?

Great question!

All three of them are pretty open to various foods, especially after living in NYC for several years after emigrating, but for their absolute favorites, the following would apply:

Desmond: Smoked salmon on rye with cream cheese, bacon and cabbage, blaa (Irish sweet bread), bread pudding, and more recently spagetti bolgonese 🍝🤌

Edward: A nice, hearty stew, most often coddle with lamb, colcannon (mashed potatoes with butter, cabbage and scallions), black pudding, barmbrack, latkas, and chicken parmesan 🧑‍🍳

Flynn: Shepherds' pie, boxty, soda bread, chowder, farls (a large potato pancake cut into fourths), corned beef and cabbage, thin crust pizza, and pasties 😌

But for all three, its fact that they love desserts, especially spiced apple cake and rhubarb tarts 😄

G'day mates

Finally done with the second batch of Lack-oc/Sona headshots!

Really hope I did everyone justice 🥲

Lola Deluca belong to @blogplutopools

Nikolaus Ostrovsky belongs to @themissingrainfallkingdom

Dina Delancy belongs to @lumineary-arts

And finally, Flynn Mulligan belongs to @realbouru

Go check out their work if you haven't already, and as always: have a good day/night!

G'day mates!

Haven't posted in a while but thought I might as well showcase some practice sketches of other's Lacka-oc's/ Lackasona's!

Maura Venza belongs to @rudnitskaia

Marianne Villanueva belongs to @ahhhh-118

Lacrimosa Ambrose belongs to @samantha-and-her-chaotic-desires

And finally, Calliope Cairns belongs to yours truly

Planning on drawing more Lacka-oc headshots in the near future (hopefully)

Have a wonderful day/night!

Chitin the Ice/Hive for u/Fretful_Botanist__

Reblogs greatly appreciated

Sorry that the art is taking so long! I appreciate the patience of everyone who has requested :D

I absolutely love this series and it inspired me to get more creative with my own sso characters

My Horse's Dragon: A Star Stable Online Fan Comic -- Chapter 1: Honey and the Dragon

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Hi. I made a star stable fancomic about Faramawr because I have something wrong with me i think :)

ENG:

My friend's sonas in my style! I made them as a gift for their lovely company and support, the tips they gave me are super useful to improve my art and that's why I decided to make something in exchange. Hope you like it!

ESP:

¡Las sonas de mis amigos a mi estilo! Los he hecho más que nada como un regalo por su encantadora compañía y soporte a pesar de todo, me han dado consejos buenísimos para mejorar lentamente mi arte (digital más que nada) y es por eso que he devuelto el favor con un par de regalitos en gratitud. ¡Espero les encante!

© Cloud sona belongs to @samwichitos

© Bunny sona belongs to @fuckboy-catboy

Art WIP! Here are a few of the students from class E-1. There are many more I need to add. (ICU is not a student just fwi)

heyo *waves*

i saw you are doing requests and i kinda wanted to give it a try cuz i thought your art looks AMAZING

so if it is available, i would love if you drew my girl <3

this is me/her :3

if you could draw her just being a cutie patootie, it would be nice :3

idk XD

Sorry for the long wait, here's your blorbo :3

Owed for @echodrawsthings

i love this

FINALLY - SEC GEN SILLY SQUAD

Started this months ago and never fucking finished it until now. Anywho, here are the sillies and their kiddos some ten(ish) years or so after Mt. Tantiss.

They are my babies and I absolutely adore them. I had a love/hate relationship with coming up with their outfits. I'm the worst when it comes to designing outfits, but it was fun implementing the wave motif of the Pabu citizen's clothing into some of them :)

Anyways, without further ado, the silly squad families and a few things about them! Feel free to ask questions or anything about any of them :D

Guardians Family: The Yuns

Later down the line, Hunter and Jung get (platonically) married and are the last to do so within the squad

Before that, they adopt Mox and Sami into their family - with Mox taking after Hunter and Sami becoming a sort of padawan for Jung

After getting married, they adopt Huihana who was orphaned after her parents were sadly lost at sea

Huihana is half human and half Mirialan - with her name meaning "lily/lotus" in Māori and 'Hana' meaning "one" in Korean

Mox gets the Pantoran clan tattoos to match with Sami and Sami adds on some extra tattoos in honor of Jung

Hunter and Jung do emotionally adopt a lot of the kiddos around the island though and will usually have a duckling trail following them around

Jung starts to find his voice again and he takes it upon himself to help out and train any of the Force sensitive kiddos on Pabu

Hunter also becomes something of a teacher as well but more so with life/combat skills until Huihana comes into the picture and he becomes content with being a stay at home dad

Occasionally Mox will go with Omega to do Rebellion work every now and then, but he prefers staying and helping out where he can on Pabu

The kids call Hunter "Dad" and Jung "Seon"

Scompscope Family: The Cossas

Third of the squad to get married - as soon as they're able to take a break from Rebellion stuff they decide better late than never and that they deserve something nice like that

But before that, they unofficially adopt Deke after Echo takes him under his wing and Deke helps them out with Rebellion stuff

Later on, Viram and Echo have Tikan and Zisanu who aren't old enough to help out yet but want to

Rex is their godfather that they jokingly call "Grandpa" - Echo finds this hilarious, Rex does not

The boys are also known as "Dee," "Tee," and "Zee"

Tika[n] means 'Heavy' in Tsonga while Zisanu means 'Five' in Chichewa in honor of Hevy and Fives

Echo and Viram still do Rebellion work here and there whenever Rex needs them, but after awhile Viram starts to stay on Pabu a little more to spend time with her boys and eventually Echo does the same

Then on Pabu, Viram does work at the clinic while Echo helps were he can and still aids the Rebellion, albeit remotely

In his place though, Deke joins the rebellion and comes back every now and then with his cousins

The kids call Echo "Dad" and Viram "Ma"

Starburst Family: The Nultezes

Wrecker and Khea are the first to get married and spontaneously do so literally like a month or two after Tantiss

Itri is a Foundling that Khea adopted prior to reuniting with Wrecker on Pabu and also decides to adopt Stak as a Foundling as well (Look, having a clone and a Mandalorian as parents just means you're going to have a shitton of kids both human and furbabies)

Itri means route/way in Latin and also meaning "star" in Tamazight; which fits the star/starpaths/way motifs that stem from Khea's background

Marama and Maia are twins and Elio is the (current) youngest

Maia meaning "brave/confident" in Māori, Marama means "moon/bright" in Māori, while Elio means "sun" from Greek roots

They essentially run a little farm on the island with all of the pets they've adopted and their kids love to garden as well

Khea and Wrecker also run a little auto shop on the side and fix up things around Pabu to keep busy

Their home essentially becomes a sanctuary within the sanctuary that is Pabu; they welcome anyone and everyone and always have good food and a place to stay at their place

Stak helps out with the Rebellion alongside his cousins and Itri wants to do the same, though she's not quite old enough yet

The kids call Wrecker "Pa/Buir" and Khea "Buir/Amá"

TechPhee Family: The Genoas

Second of the squad to get married - after Tech recovers from everything, Phee makes sure that he doesn't get away from her again

Shortly after they have Vela (farsighted) and then Rangi (nearsighted)

Vela means "viligant/watchful" but it's also the name of a constellation taken directly from the Latin word for the sail of a ship (which is fitting considering Phee is a pirate and Tech and her are both phenomenal pilots)

Rangi means "Sky/heavens" in Māori (again, fitting that pilot thing)

Rangi is HEAVILY inspired by Mutant Mayhem Donnie and I would totally have Micah Abbey voice him as a voice claim

Vela absolutely loves cartography and topography while Rangi is a big fan of entomology and riot racing

They mostly live out of Phee's ship and call it home, but they do have a place to stay on Pabu whenever they visit

They're always bringing back cool stories and souvenirs from their travels for all their nieces and nephews/cousins

They're a family to be reckoned with, these kids are the best parts of their parents all mixed into one - their only weakness is losing their glasses and even then it's a momentary set back

Phee is still a liberator of ancient wonders, but now they more so help out with the Rebellion

The kids call Tech "Dad" and Phee "Mom/Ma"

Sharpshooter Family: The Marrs

Second to last of the squad to get married because Tay was taking too long to ask so Crosshair asked for him

Also they take a LONG time to adjust to a civilian life they're both reeling with the trauma of what they'd endured and the feeling of finally being free from "the machine"

Last ones to adopt though because Tay was always wary about kids but didn't have a choice when Crosshair came back one day with Akona-Mae after helping Echo out with a mission

Akona is a hybrid; she's half Nautolan and half Pantoran and was adopted when she was around 2 years old

The "Mae" part of her name comes from "May"Day in honor of the Commander while Akona means "to enthuse" in Māori

Akona is non verbal, she loves to bite, and her dads are both super protective of her while spoiling her rotten

Ignore the fact that she's a six-year old with a tattoo - her dad is Crosshair, okay?

Speaking of tattoo, she gets the usual "clan tattoo" that the Pantorans have to match Crosshair and Tay gets something similar as well

They're a family of fishermen with a place close by the shore/docks - Tay and Akona are both amphibious races so they really enjoy living on Pabu

Rarely, Akona will call Crosshair "Pa" and Tay "Apá" verbally but usually when she's addressing them she'll tap her tattoo for Crosshair and tug at her front two tendrils for Tay

To be completely honest with you, these are probably not the final drafts. I have an oc who is involved in Jung's story that I may or may not add to his family (depending on whether or not I kill off that character) and I've been slowly liking the idea of Wrecker and Khea being in a poly relationship with another OC but I haven't finalized a design for him, so until then it's just the two of them for now. Later on I'll probably add him to the family once I figure out what he looks like :)

Additional Information:

💫 Silly Squad Masterlist 💫 First Secgen Post

i know ive already read these but i was so excited reading them again 😭

Trying something new!

I'm going to attempt to post something Silly Squad related - be it headcanons, one shots/fics, or art - every Saturday! Because Silly Squad Saturday has a nice ring to it and it eases into OC Sunday pretty nicely :)

That and I want to try and motivate myself to do more with these guys because I post about like,, 10% of the collective lore I have about them while the rest of the 90% stays up in my brain.

So welcome and hello to the first-ever Silly Squad Saturday!

We're kicking off with some excerpts from the first chapter of fics I have planned for them and the Bad Batch (plus the headers for the fics)!

Each fic is dedicated to either Jung, Viram, Khea, or Tay and goes into detail about their lives before meeting the Bad Batch, their families, and what lead them to finding a home with our boys :)

Enjoy!

A forgotten relic of a fallen religion.

Jung can remember the fire. 

The blinding lights of red and gold. Of blue fury. Of an indescribable heat that could only be described as pure and utter hatred; burning hotter than the brightest stars.

He remembers the smell of smoke that followed from that fire. That sickly haze that still haunts him like a ghost and suffocates him in the silence of the night and his mind.

He remembers the weight of his saber in his hands. How the once familiar cool of metal felt heavier than any burden he’d once carried, suddenly foreign during a time he so desperately needed it to protect like it was designed to do. 

But worse than the sight of the flames, the smell of the smoke, and the weight so heavy in his hands were the sounds of screams. 

Of cries that pierced the night. Calls of confusion. Of desperations, betrayal, and fury. Sounds that should have never echoed against the Temple walls. Sounds that would now forever echo inside Jung’s head. 

Jung could remember it all. 

The sound of sudden blaster fire. The relentless pursuit of a blue blade radiating pure anger and fear. The sight of dozens of familiar helmets hiding what had once been men behind visors that only reflected the terrified faces of children and the desperation in those called upon to protect them. 

Those like Jung. 

In robes of hold and white, with intricate masks to hide his face. White to surrender his identity. Gold for knowledge and commitment to the Order. And a mask–like the rest of them–to conceal what had once been a person. 

Jung had served his Order well. After all, he knew of no other life. No other path. No other name. Nothing but white and gold robes, a mask, and a pike in his hands. He’d done his part, but nothing could have prepared him for the day that the Order fell. 

Everything he had known–everything he once was–fell away to fire and smoke from a blade wielded by one of their own and blaster bolts from their own army. 

A religion, millenniums in the making, nearly completely destroyed overnight.

A medic who helps everyone but herself.

Since Viram could remember, she wanted to help people. 

As the oldest of four, she’d always been in charge and had the responsibilities of looking after her siblings and taking care of them. She cooked, she cleaned, she made sure they did their academy work and stayed out of trouble. With her parents out more often than not, Viram assumed the role of ‘mom’ and ‘dad;’ growing up much faster than those her age. But it was okay, at least to Viram it was, because she understood it was something that had to be done. 

And while some would crumble under the weight of expectations, Viram thrived. There wasn’t anything the Mikkian couldn’t tackle and everything she did–she did it to honor her parents. 

Her father was a well-renowned doctor while her mother was an inspiring teacher, and Viram respected and admired them from the very start. They were the perfect picture of an Inner and Mid Rim family. Well off and respected, her parents were shining lights in their communities that were constantly helping those in need with their skills and talents. Viram so desperately wanted to be like them. 

So, she did what she could to follow in their footsteps. She excelled in school and at home she looked after her siblings when her parents worked late. Some might’ve pitied her and thought she was forced into her duties and dreams by her parents, but Viram didn’t care or listen to them. It was her life, and she wanted it to be just like her parents’: 

Perfect. 

Well at least, Viram thought that was how it was and would forever remain. 

For a good part of her life though, that’s how life was. She graduated with honors, watched her siblings grow up and follow their own dreams, and she started to work under her father and learn his practice. She had studied to become a medic at the academy on Coruscant and as soon as she had graduated, she took everything she had learned to her father and started to learn even more from him out on the field. 

She could finally help people in the way that she forever had wished that she could, with every wound treated, every assessment diagnosed, every bandage so delicately placed, Viram was achieving her dreams. Everything was perfect. 

And then the war started.

A little starbird with no way back home.

Khea wished she couldn’t remember her roots. 

She wished the beskar she wore wasn’t her own, that her tongue didn’t speak foreign words and her mind didn’t know ancient legends and myths. Khea wished that the blood in her veins didn’t burn bright like the fires in the Great Forge and that the last name she carried wasn’t shared with any clan. She wished that everything she ever was and everything that came before her would fade to stardust and leave her with a blank slate.  

Because to be a Nultez was to be a wanderer. To be a Nultez was to be cursed to forever be…

Lost. 

Her father started the curse, when he left Chandrila to escape an ancient tradition, only to find himself as a lowly performer in a traveling circus until he met her mother. Her mother then shared the curse when she decided to marry him and take his last name–leaving her clan to start her own and finding love and life outside of Mandalore. Then they gave it to their children–Jovaz, Khea, and Mitcan. 

Jovaz Nultez, the zealot. Khea Nultez, the wander. And Mitcan Nultez, the dreamer.

Siblings bound together by a last name, but not bound to stay together.

A destiny that was decided before they were even born, fate woven into the stars; something so out of Khea’s control yet something she felt at fault for every waking day and every sleepless night. Because she had made promises to her brothers: To Jovaz, she promised that she would always stick with him–no matter what. To Mitcan, she promised she wouldn’t leave him–that she wouldn’t let him down. 

But when Jovaz came to her, speaking of honor and ancient ways, asking her to join him and run away from all they’d ever known–she couldn’t bring herself to go with him. What he spoke of was something she couldn’t stomach and like a coward she refused and let him go down a dark path, leaving her with guilt and the new burden of being the oldest child. 

It was a guilt that was haunting, one that pushed her to try and bring him back, only for her to break her promise to Mitcan in the meantime. 

She hadn’t planned on it, but Mitcan wanted to go with her to bring their brother back. For a few years they searched for him and when they finally found him–Khea broke her promise to Mitcan. She couldn’t protect him. Couldn’t save Jovaz from himself. Couldn’t be the big sister Mitcan saw her as. She let Mitcan down–and it led him to his death. 

Khea wishes she never made those promises, but they weren’t the only promises she had made.

A merciless merc all caught up in strings.

Tay doesn’t remember much from his past–and that was probably a good thing. 

He didn’t know exactly how he ended up in The Cauldron–a colosseum that had always felt so giant and grand to him when it should’ve been seen for what it was; a cage. He couldn’t remember how he–a chagrian with nothing to his name– found his only home to be one of cages and chains. 

However, as he got older, he had his theories. Theories that all boiled down to one obvious claim: his parents–whoever they were–didn’t care about him enough to keep him. Instead, all he was to them was a quick paycheck, sold to slavers who took him away to the colosseum to train and fight until the inevitable day he died a gruesome death in the name of entertainment and credits. 

And maybe he should’ve died a gruesome death the first time he was put into a match once he was old enough, but he was determined to prove something. He was determined to prove he was more than what was assumed of him. To prove to his bastard parents he was more than a paycheck–wherever they were. To prove he deserved every right to exist in the galaxy like the rest of them. 

So he fought. He fought and he won. Again and again.

And the cheers and praise that came once he’d won his debut match? They were addicting. 

It didn’t take Tay long to thrive off the attention and acknowledgement that came with winning matches. Suddenly he was more. He had a purpose. And to the young, cocky chagrian, it felt an awful lot like respect. But most importantly, it felt like love. 

The people loved him. They couldn’t get enough of him. Every fight. Every opponent. Every win. Tay was addicted to the crowds and they were addicted to him. 

Tay brought crowds. He brought in money. He was more than anyone who had bought him could’ve imagined. That’s because more than a fighter, Tay was a performer. He could put on a show. He had learned how to capture the audiences with his natural charm and it wasn’t long before his ‘holders’ began to see use for him in areas outside of the ring. After all, there were a lot who would pay a pretty credit or two to be up close and personal with Tay’kaa, the reigning champ Chagrian...

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Thank you so much for reading!! 🩵💫

An art for @grollow

Hold the little chongy baby

Pretty kitty!

@cherrychan-0110🌞🌻

I have Moonpaw/Moonfall image to draw for you and I hope you make it pretty.🩵🖤

Here ya go! They were really fun to draw!

I think I love cats too much

Cutie patootie!

IMPERFECT (Loypal)

And the little creature (Love)

(Bonus) Love's human ver.

Art Vs Artist  [My commissions!]

Ponies i drew for some people :] [My commissions!]

Flight Rising Commissions !!  [My commissions!] [FR Commissions] 

T20 WITH DA NEW BRUSH!!! (mind you, the color brush is the same one I've been using lol)

Interactions appreciated!! I'm proud of this one :)

@artsandstoriesandstuff What. If... Moe with Mettaton's legs....

@artsandstoriesandstuff I'm a damn slowpoke, sorry.

I continue to finish what I didn't have time to finish last year… @lavendercheesecake I drew your oc as a thanks for being one of my very first mutual subs.

Just something I drew a while ago...

@flowuraa Wish you luck with new and current comic! Here's art for ya!

And I've been seeing you a lot lately, thanks for the likes!

Hiraeth really loves coffee and boba! She sometimes stops by Korean coffee shops whenever she can, but if she’s too busy for that - she’ll go home and make drinks herself!

Hiraeth is one of my main OC’s in a comic story called: Imaginary Dilemma - I plan to post it after Rose’s Freedom story which wouldn’t be out for a while haha! But, I hope u enjoy some original OC content ✨