Found The @bloobluee Dtiys, Decided To Draw It

The crossover we need

Anyway expect some posts to just be reuploads of stuff I've posted elsewhere, usually in the ulb or cotv dc servers, not for long though

inspired heavily by that 1 scene in last run (i like lr a lot, clearly)

made up the chara design on the fly, i rly like it so it might become my main design for her; and yes, the pink socks are intentional. i thought she’d look good in pink socks so i added them

also first time tryna properly colour a character (that was a pun), i’d say it turned out decent. still need to work on colour theory

breath of his suffering

saw a statement that mg is akin to walter's son

Walter stepped onto the elevator.

In about 5 minutes, he'd arrive at the observation chamber. In about 7, he'd be on the catwalk.

He has that time.

[ding]

Low humming collided with the rustling of his suit as a phone was produced from the rightmost pocket.

A couple rings later, he's speaking to one of his technical engineers.

"Is it ready?"

"Yes sir."

"Good." He hangs up.

Everyone's day has to have just gotten better.

After around 20 more seconds, Walter is faced with a sleek mix of utilarian. He's almost surprised at the lack of traffic, but that's no reason to complain, right?

Stepping out of the elevator, striding forward through the corridor then down the right hall. Take a left turn, followed by a staircase downward.

Hm..that took around 4 minutes. Ah well, better for him, then.

Waltzing into the observation chamber would be the second best part of this trip. He finally got to see his magnum opus.

His eyes were greeted with nigh-perfectum protection against titans- against Godzilla. Oh, how proud he was.

The apex titan, Mechagodzilla.

Despite it's stature, Walter was sure it was his son. The time, the effort, the very fact it stood before him now, it was a miracle- his miracle.

He hurried to the catwalk, passing through the exit door to see it without the filter of stained glass and white noise of computers.

As his foot lands on the first step, he hears it. The sound of a leg shifting. Not his- but it's leg. And he turns.

It's gazing. With optics larger than himself tenfold, it's gazing.

Maybe he hasn't slept much, because he's sure it's..it's leaning towards him.

He moves across the catwalk, stopping around the middle. It tracks him as he moves.

His hand grasps onto the railing, he needed to get a better look.

A snout bumps the railing he's leaning against, larger than half the catwalk itself- it's a miracle the thing didn't crumble.

Conscious or not, Walter's own hand lifts, and lands onto it- lands onto Mechagodzilla.

A low, mechanical hum eminates.

"..Incredible."

me when I have to do an entire character study on mg just so I can draw him (I really want to)

unrelated collage of stuff I'm gonna be using for it under cut

grillbys

leather or fur seats

can’t tell when there’s a whoopee

always a trickster, that skeleton is

playing pranks, when joking’s for kids

maybe that skeleton knows it

says a lot about him, then

suppose everyone’s a kid in here

guess i’m just a grouch

so, why not enjoy the laughter?

bringing a smile to my face is his cliche

then i’ll laugh until it won’t matter

and maybe i’ll smile today

first time using smudge for shading (yes i use ibis)

too good to not reblog like christ

Bones that are regained, bones that have lost everything, and bones that are destroyed.

Broken Bones……

Geno & Error belongs to @loverofpiggies

Fatal error belongs to @fatal-error-blog

js got jumpscared by grape vines in an empty cup cuz I thought they were like a spider or something

UNDERTALE: Last Curbstomp

mayhaps the most underrated blog i’ve ever seen (i’m not joking) get some actual recognition for its 8 years of existence on tumblr posting insane art