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YAYAY I’ll have to get to this soon!
HERE YE HERE YE!!
I finally updated Pound of Flesh!!!
I'm super proud of how this chapter turned out!!!
I am seriously so glad I got over that writer's block, if you want to read this fic from the beginning here's the link, once again credit for the au goes to @pincushionx
It's always a good day when you post
Aw, thank you! Have a WIP
I’m sure this has been done but thinking about a lab hogs au
This takes place in the movie verse but I’ll likely snag some stuff from the main line games too.
Essentially, Sonic does get captured in the events of the first movie and is sent to a G.U.N facility for research. After a while they decide to bring shadow out of stasis for social, behavior and other physical experiments that could be preformed. Both of them are given nullification rings to stop their powers but they aren’t 100% full proof.
Also reminder that Shadow in the movie was found in a comet and not made in a lab.
They both hate G.U.N. very much.
Coming out as a Sonadow shipper
They make me insane
Warm up sketches for tonight
More Mean Bean worker Shadow
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Part 1
somebody alert the masses he has a gun!!!!!!!!
I don't know if you know this already but there's this upcoming show by glitch that's being made by dana Terrace it's called knights of Guinevere!!
I saw it and I’m really excited for the first episode! Glad to see Dana creating something new and Glitch creating 2d animation!
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Two Hunter things of different quality. Trying the figure an art style, I’m developing a general idea of it. Also Hunter would adore Shadow.
The besties ever
I love them so much
Shadow working at the mean bean cafe post canon sonic 3
They are so found family
Hunter with a buzz cut warm up sketch
It’s not that bad tbh and i actually like it. It’s just his thanks to them cut but more short. This speaks to me.
I haven’t drawn as much as I said I would so let’s change that this new year.
New years sketch featuring adult Hunter! Finally got a digital pen!
Some sketches of tails + sonic
Trying to figure out how to draw these guys in my style, I think this looks nice.
Awweeee this is so cute! Her big ole eyes!
Had to double check when you said she was 20, glad to see her thriving! She looks so peaceful and content in your drawing!
i came across @pincushionx’s Hunter-holding-her-bunny drawing again—MY CAT IS ALSO NAMED MILLIE!! so i HAD to draw her with Willow!!!
she’s old (nearly 20, her birthday is in january!) and is partially blind and deaf but still living a good life
she likes eating, laying down, and meowing loudly for no reason. every dinner she comes up to me and gently pats my chair for food (i always sneak her a little if she can eat it)
Caught the candy cane fiend
I know the boiling isles has their equivalent of Christmas and obviously Hunter had to work during that time, so he’d sneak himself little treats when he got a chance.
Boiling isles candy canes are candied peppermint millipedes, very tasty.
For your ghoul AU, besides the whole flesh consumption and more animalistic traits from smell and hearing does anythin per se useful come from Hunter's new biology?
He has some standard grimwalker headcanon stuff like immunity to heat and lungs turning into stone when sleeping. He’s a bit stronger and faster than the average witch and can see in the dark quite well. Reflective cat eyes! He produces more adrenaline which means he’s on fight or flight more often and his body is good at preserving energy.
Downside of that means he’s sleepy more often since he doesn’t have a proper diet so he often takes quick naps on the job when he can and has the heartbeat of a humming bird. He’s a bit more prone to passing out. When he’s in the human realm, he starts napping throughout the day.
Tbh a lot of stuff you can also chalk to being a child soldier like quick reflexes, flexibility(bro can fold like a lawn chair), agility, mithridatism and great balance.
When he starts eating properly post canon, he gets the zoomies due to more energy, grows a new set of stronger fangs and stronger nails.
Other than that’s he’s close to a normal witch, a part of me wants to add more stuff but I want it to be more believable since he is supposed to be the more ideal clone in terms of looks.
Past failed grimwalkers during early testing had stuff like claws, scales, tails, muzzle like faces, ect (closer to how grimwalkers are depicted in myths in this AU) before Belos was able to perfect the recipe. Hunter is the first grimwalker in a very long time that had something ‘go wrong’ in his creation because he was made too young which meant he went through a natural puberty/development unlike the other grimwalkers who were already fully grown.
Small owl house sketch dump
Trying to go through some wips so I might not having anything to share for bit so I’m going to start posting speedpaints here I think.
Uuuhhggg I want to do art commissions and maybe open a kofi but I feel the need to come out with more rendered pieces and learn how to draw quicker I feel
Hopefully I can get started around late January next year
The best way I can describe having a blorbo for me is having a cool insect in a jar or a stuff animal I carry everywhere
Tw slight self harm
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For @a-concert-just-for-me BPD Hunter oneshot!
“Hunter’s not sure when he’d started sobbing
He untangles his knees from the dirt and repositions himself to sit on his bottom with his knees pulled to his chest. From this position, he can wrap his arms around his legs and scratch his forearms as hard as he possibly can.
The sting of pain isn’t enough. He wants to flay the meat of his arms open and cause as much damage as possible. Sadly, gouging welts into ins skin with his hands isn’t as productive. There’s no way he can cut anywhere near as deep without a knife.”
Go read their fics! This is just a small part of the oneshot!
The link right here
OBSESSED WITH THE GHOUL AU. thinking about that offhand comment camila made in thanks to them about getting blood for the witches to drink if she had to. she would flip OUT if she knew Hunter was pretty much starving himself.
Here’s a more comedic version of what I got cooking up.
When Camila brings up diet stuff with the kids, Hunter briefly thinks about admitting his blood thirst but decides against it.
When the incident does happen, Camila blames herself for not noticing sooner. She briefly questions in her head why he didn’t say anything but puts those thoughts down quickly. She apologizes and immediately try’s figuring out ideas to accommodate for his diet.(She’s definitely flipping out but try’s to keep cool for Hunter but this kid she’s been caring for has been starving himself for months and is apparently a ‘cannibal’-)
Hunter feels guilty for Camila and his friends blaming themselves and thinks of himself as a burden and a monster despite them trying to reassure him he’s not.
Post agony petrification au they go dug his stone ass up out of the rubble and surprise! There's totally a de-petrification spell. Welcome back jasper shits been fucked
WOW, oh wow ow wow wow and ouch! This is wonderful,another absolute banger from you! His two contradictory feelings! His fantasy of death and how belos would react, of hurting himself or being killed?! The mix of hate and desperate want for approval?!! God you write such good monologues! W o w. By the conclusion, I can only imagine Amity is in for an absolute shitshow.
Here’s a little oneshot wip(?) for @pincushionx, who inspired me to write a little BPD Hunter character study that takes place during Eclipse Lake
TW: violence, rage, swearing, suicidal ideation, self-harm ideation
There’s no point anymore. Hunter’s done for. This was his chance to prove himself to his uncle, and he blew it.
A wave of despair washes heavy over his body as he falls to his knees. When he doubles over, the dirt is cold under his gloved fingertips, and he can barely breathe over the weight on his shoulders and the sudden, pooling rage in his stomach.
The all-consuming sensations flooding in urge him to scream, fight, and destroy everything in his vicinity just as much as they make him want to throw himself off of a cliff and smack his head against every rock on the way down.
Either reality melts a bit, viscous and toxic, or something’s shifted sideways, pixelated and fuzzy; he’s not sure which, but he does know that he’s filled with the inescapable awareness that everything is wrong. His entire world isn’t right anymore, now that he’s failed, and all he wants is for everything to stop.
He wants this rabid animal under his skin to shred his body to pieces until he’s nothing more than mutilated flesh left behind in the dirt. He wants to make his shameful face so unrecognizable that no one will ever figure out what happened to the boy behind the mask. He wants this world to move on without him, and he wants to pretend he never dared to disgrace it with his presence in the first place.
He wants to die.
He wants to die, die, die.
He pictures himself grabbing his go-to knife in his nightstand and slashing wild gashes into his thighs. He thinks about how good it would feel. How maybe, if he wasn’t such a coward, he could dig deeper and deeper until he’s lightheaded from blood loss. How maybe, if he did a good enough job, he’d bleed out on the floor and never have to face his uncle’s disappointment first-hand. How one minute, he could be there, and the next, he could be gone, leaving behind only a husk for no one but his Uncle to mourn.
The thought of Belos finding him murdered by his own hands sends a bolt of thill through his body. He can't help but fantasize about it. Belos would walk into Hunter’s room, gasp in shock at the state of his poor, beloved nephew, and try to revive him. He would watch in distress as the healers try to revive him, to no avail. When there’d be truly nothing left for Belos to do to fix his mistakes, he would feel so bad about just how much anguish he put his poor guard through. He would look back fondly on all the ways Hunter had helped him over the years and bury his nephew with guilt-ridden tears streaming down his cheeks. He would be so, so sorry, and Hunter could rest in peace knowing that he’d at least be loved unconditionally in death.
Or not.
Hunter lets out an anguished whine as he tangles his fingers in his hair and pulls.
He’s only deluding himself, isn’t he?
When has Belos ever felt bad about anything when it comes to hurting Hunter? When has Belos ever wiped away Hunter’s tears without mocking him, or acknowledged Hunter’s efforts without some kind of ridicule undermining the entire whisp of praise? When has Belos ever said the simple promise of “I love you” without it having to be a reward to chase after?
Hunter understands why Uncle is so harsh. Hunter knows that Belos only wants the best for him. He wants to train Hunter well enough that Hunter will be able to survive in a world without having innate magic. Uncle’s reserving this special position just for Hunter so that the teen won’t grow up without employment. He provides Hunter with the best instructors and the best artificial staff so that Hunter can make up for his deficits. Yet despite the accommodations, Hunter spits in Belos’s face with his failures every single time.
Hunter tries so fucking hard, and for what? Nothing he does ever matters. Hunter always just takes, takes, takes, from Belos, and nothing he brings back from missions is ever enough to buy Belos’s kindness for more than a day. Hunter was born wrong; he knows he needs to earn the right to live, but he wishes it wasn’t so soul-crushing to bear the curse of an unruly body like this.
If Hunter was just good enough effortlessly, Uncle would love him more, but unfortunately, Hunter eventually has to fuck it all up. His heart always has to drop every time his Uncle sighs heavily in his direction.
It’s not fair.
He sounds like a child, he knows, and he hates himself for it, but it’s not fair.
Dirt gathers under his gloves as he scrunches his fingers to curl into fists. A revelation boils under his skin so hot and vapid that it can’t help but change the tide of rage. He grabs a handful of dirt and screams as he pelts it across the empty lake.
He hates his Uncle.
He hates him so much.
How dare the man string Hunter along like this? If he knew that Hunter was such a fuck-up from the start, why did he even give Hunter the time of day? Why did he breathe false hope into Hunter by saying that Hunter could ever truly achieve anything worthwhile?
Surely he had to have known this would happen. Surely he had to have known that Hunter would never be good enough. Hunter should have been killed from the start, and he hates Belos for treating him with the cruel mercy of of an unearned life.
Hunter’s not sure when he’d started sobbing.
He untangles his knees from the dirt and repositions himself to sit on his bottom with his knees pulled to his chest. From this position, he can wrap his arms around his legs and scratch his forearms as hard as he possibly can.
The sting of pain isn’t enough. He wants to flay the meat of his arms open and cause as much damage as possible. Sadly, gouging welts into ins skin with his hands isn’t as productive. There’s no way he can cut anywhere near as deep without a knife.
He looks around through blurry tears and comes to a decision. He’s already here. The Blight girl should be arriving anytime soon. If he’s lucky, she’ll be kind enough to kill him. That would be much easier than dragging himself back to the castle to do the job himself. He’s quite tired from this whole pointless endeavor, anyway. It would be good for her, too—she seems to hate his guts.
He loves a fair trade.
With a cautious serenity lifting the haze of negativity ever so slightly, he unclenches his fists and puts his hands to work, just like his Uncle likes.
It wouldn’t be fair to make the Blight girl dig his grave, too.
Brilliant, absolutely brilliant! I too refer to Millie as a rat(affectionate). Poor Hunter has to learn his lesson the hard way but at least got a good outcome this time.
Edit: oh wait, I thought you where calling Marley a rat lol. My point still stands tho
@pincushionx you sly dog you got me drawing again
Marley is more tolerant of strangers but her patience for physical affection since getting the rat has been dwindling. She will likely scratch your face off. The rat would hide but if you wait for her long enough she is a very big fan of sitting in your lap
Grimwalker lore + Hollow mind pretty much.
Enjoy another high effort shitpost. Second rendered drawing in 24 hours? Wow. I should probably upload this a different time but nah
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I just want to say that absolutely adore your ghoul au for hunter and it's part of my hyperfixation for him now! Also I saw you have an ao3 account. Do you plan on writing anything related to that? If not, do you mind if others write about it and credit you?
Ah thank you! Honestly, I don’t have much motivation for writing currently. I would like to write something for the Ghoul au but doubt I could keep up. Maybe a one shot in the future.
I don’t mind if other people write for the au, in fact I love that people like to write stuff for this au! Go ahead, just give me credit and let me know when it’s published, I would love to read it!
Here’s some other fics that where also inspired by this au on ao3
The Monster in Witch's Clothing by ForThoseWhoWait
blood soaked by reallytrulygoober
Pound of flesh by Kentucky_Fried_Griffin
I love it when people give hunter blond eyelashes it's such a nice detail
It’s a must for me when I draw him! I love some bright colored eyelashes! Plus my boy has gone through too much, he deserves some nice lashes.
(Two of these are WIPs)