In this image Darlene wears pants for the first time in her life because I have no idea how to draw skirts with the 'criss cross apple sauce' pose
Here's a quick doodle! And I think I finally decided on a name for Darlene's girlfriend! (on the right)
Lucy because it's a slight nod to how Darlene's name was originally going to be Lucy. Also because it's a nice name
And Bird because I've been calling her Ms. Bird while her name was unknown
Iceloger: yet another hostile mob, would have been annoying as hell to deal with
Glow Squid: retextured squid, does not appear to add any other items or features
Moobloom: the successor of the Mooshroom but easier to find, friend of the bees, would have come with a new flower, has all benefits of a regular cow, yellow
So anyway I'm still upset Moobloom didn't win
Sorry for poor quality but what do yall think of my Minecraft bee farm
Maths has drained me so time for selfcare in the form of revealing all the characters Smell Names in the puppy love au
Frankenstein - Sickness/Mountains
I've barely even started Portia's route and I'm already loving every second of it
There needs to be more fanfics and fanart of Zosi, he deserves it
Ah yes, the main reason I lost interest in tgs
:0 Okay I'll try to give an okay prompt
Snuggles, just pure fluffy snuggles (if he knows what he's doing that is)
if not, well idk that's all I can give ; ;
I'm not good at prompts... sorry
The first thought Henry had after transforming was 'Ow'.
The second was 'Find pack'.
He easily escaped his office, just ramming the door till the lock broke did the trick. After that, it was following the halls and the scents that filled them. He wanted desperately to go and check on every single one of his pack members, but they had left him, and thinking too long about that made him sad. But he knew there was one packmate that hadn't left him, and he intended to find them and keep them safe, like his instincts howled for him to do.
The scent of multiple animals atop a nice earthy scent like wheat and grass. 'Pack'. From there, the search was much easier, just following the trail until he reached the kitchen. He could hear two inside, talking, and he felt his tail wag. His packmate was talking to another, which meant they were also pack. He had found two members of his pack. With that thought spurring him on, he pushed into the room.
A shrill noise invaded his ears and he whined. The One Who Smelt Like Cookies was screaming. Why was she screaming? He didn't like it, didn't like how scared she smelt. Who scared his pack? How dare they!? The One Who Smelt Like Wheat And Grass And Animals was big now, furry. His tail wagged again. Wheat was like him. Cookies was not, no, but Wheat was, and Wheat liked Cookies and Cookies liked Wheat and he would keep them safe. He would keep them safe because he was the Leader and it was his job to keep them safe. With that logic perfectly clear in his head, he strode forward on clumsy paws and buried his snout in Wheat's fur, breathing in the comforting scent of wheat and grass and animal to an internal mantra of 'Mine mine mine'.
Rachel screaming was what had made him look up. He had been so startled seeing another werewolf, he hadn't known what to do. Now, though, a familar scent was practically smothering him as this 'newcomer' nuzzled the mane around his neck.
"D-Dr. Jekyll!?" Jasper squeaked, returning he awkward hug. Indeed, the finely tailoured suit (now straining against the unfamiliar build) was defintely the doctor's, and the strong smell of ink and wine filled the younger wolf's nose. He hadn't even known Jekyll was a werewolf, though he supposed the knowing manner in which he had spoken to Jasper about monsters made more sense now.
"Jekyl!?!" Ah. Right. Rachel. Jasper turned to her with a nervous smile and a shrug as Jekyll murred and gruffed and licked at Jasper's cheek affectionately. His own tail was starting to wag along with the founder's, and he couldn't help but whine right back at him, turning and bumping Jekyll's snout with his. "Jekyll's a werewolf!?"
"A-Apparently?" Jasper let out a puff of air as Jekyll finally succeeded in knocking him over, now laying on him and getting comfy. Rachel stared, uncertain, then cautiously joined them. Jekyll seemed happier at that, moving to nestle between the two of them. "I feel bad for him.. he's clearly been having a rough time, what with everyone leaving him for Frankenstiein."
"Well," Jasper pondered how best to explain it to her. "Wolves have packs. Those packs have leaders, typically the mum and dad. Dr. Jekyll is the leader of the Society." Rachel's eyes brightened with understanding as she absentmindely scratched between Jekyll's ears.
"So when everyone abandoned him for Frankenstein, Jekyll lost his pack?" She turned sad eyes to the werewolf between them, leaning more heavily against his maned neck. His tail thumped against the kitchen floor happily. "Poor Dr. J.. he must be so lonely. Do you think-"
"DON'T HURT HIM IT'S HENRY!!!"
The two jumped, Jekyll shooting up with a surprised growl. Leaning againdt the doorframe, panting hard, was Robert Lanyon. He must have run all the way to the kitchen, likely from Jekyll's office. Upon realizing who it was, Jekyll let out a happy bark, to which Lanyon rushed up to him, frantically shushing him.
"You knew and didn't tell me!!" Rachel accused sharply.
"Well, apologies if I respected Henry's privacy and didn't tell anyone he was a bloody werewolf!" Lanyon snapped back. Between, Jekyll growled warningly. Rachel stiffened, but Lanyon just gave the younger doctor a stern look. "Oh, don't get all 'alpha wolf' on me, mister! You're the one who broke out of your office just because I was five minutes late!"
Jekyll at least had the decency to look apologetic, though his puppy-eyes made Lanyon feel guilty.
"Here, we'll help get him back to his room," Jasper offered. "He'll be alot happier with more of his pack present." Lanyon looked puzzled, then abruptly face-palmed.
"Of course! No wonder he's been so cuddly and protective!" Jekyll nuzzled at the older man, earning a distracted head pat. "Come on, let's get him out of here before someone sees him. Not a word of this to anyone, understand?"
Henry laid on the rug in his office, wagging and pawing at the soft texture happily. Cookies and Wheat had gone with him to his office, as well as The One Who Smelt Like Spices And Grapes (his personal favourite, but he wouldn't tell his pack that, they might get sad), and now they were all cuddled together in a pile on the rug. Grapes was scratching around his neck, his soft hands buried in his thick fur, and Cookies was laying on top of him, giggling everytime his breathing lifted her up and down. Wheat was scribbling something in a big thick book, and he felt so proud that his packmate could write with his paws, so smart and perfect. He could only hope the rest of his pack was cuddled together in his absence. He chuffed, receiving a comforting nuzzle from where Wheat laid against his other side across from Grapes. The One Who Smelt of Blood and Sickness had no clue how to look after a pack, no, so he had to hope his pack was looking after each other.
He'd get them back, and maybe Sickness would get better, and then she would be pack as well, and then he would have all his pack together in their big complex den with it's odd tunnels and caverns, and it would be okay. Happy with that thought, Henry allowed himself to doze off to the sound of Grapes fondly gushing something about a thing called a 'fork' and rabbits.
Each fic gets fluffier than the last and I love it
I think that Lanyon is not great with dogs so the idea of him finding out that Jekylls a werewolf by seeing him turn into doggo only to IMMEDIETLY be snuggled by an energetic puppy is prime stuff
Robert stared in horror at the beast before him. It was long and lanky, though muscles rippled beneath the almost orange fur, betraying its strength. The mane along its spine puffed up against the ragged suit it was wearing, the red cravat almost choking it. Its red eyes fixed on him, and Robert felt his blood run cold. A foggy memory of his father's instructions when Robert was young flitted into his head. He had been young, too young to understand not every animal was nice and friendly, and he had been nipt by a dog. What was it his father had told him as he soothed him? Were ears forward a sign of aggression, or ears back? Showing teeth was a sign of anger in dogs, right? Or was that cats?
The monster (Henry, he reminded himself) began approaching, large ears shoved forward, mouth open, teeth glinting. Oh, god, his own best friend was going to kill him. Cowering back, he briefly wondered if he had any hope of outrunning those stilt-like legs. As Henry, tail a blur of excited motion, came barreling towards him, he realized the thought was useless. He was dead. He braced for teeth and claws as he was slammed into, knocked to the ground. He scrunched his eyes shut, not wanting to watch as Henry opened his mouth and—
"Eugh!?!" Robert sputtered, revolted, as his face was covered in slobber. Henry whined, body wiggling with pent up energy, and as soon as he had Robert's attention he bolted away, then spun around and dropt into a play-crouch. The surgeon could only stare as the werewolf chuffed at him, ears forward and mouth open in a playful grin, panting hard. Slowly, Robert got up, then took a cautious step forward. Immediately Henry darted away, then came running back, jumping over his office desk with ease. He ran excited circles around his friend before spinning away into another play-pose, snapping his teeth in challenge.
Robert Lanyon hated dogs. He just did. They were smelly and loud and their bites were bone-crushing. Cats were quite, they bathed themselves regularly, and at worst they would scratch you up if you didn't leave them alone. So you could imagine his shock when he found himself dropping into a stance he'd seen his dog-loving father in many times before. He took a step towards Henry, then rushed towards him, chasing the werewolf around his office until he was too exhausted to keep going. Laying on the floor, breathing hard, Robert's only warning was the click of claws on hardwood before he suddenly found himself smothered by fur.
"Gah-!! Henry, get off!!"
TW: animal death, blood, inhuman body description/light body horror
Henry let out a slow exhale and reached for the fork.
As expected, the silver stung (if only he could fit his gloves on these new hands), but any gentleman worth his title could grin and bare it when needed. It was harder to actually hold it, though. The fork, that is. His thumb, if one could call it that, was small and stiff in this form, more akin to a dew claw than an opposable digit. He had to hold the utensil further back so his thumb-pad could press against the stinging metal, which made it so he had to awkwardly curl his 'fingers' to be able to manuever the fork.
Harder still was actually using it.
He couldn't bend his wrist as much as he was used to, leaving the chunks of meat he tried to carve through ragged and uneven. He felt like a child again, fumbling with table etiquette and too-big dining instruments, though now with the lovely bonus of adult mortification and shame. Still, he managed, and lifted a piece of food to his mouth. At least, he tried, but he realized his forearm was longer than it should be, his bicep shorter in comparison, and his joints weren't as fluid as a human's. So, humiliated and thankful he was alone in his office, Henry bent his neck down to reach the fork. It was sloppy, sharp teeth built for tearing and ripping now clumsily attempting to take polite, ginger bites, and he made a mess of the fur on the end of his muzzle. The next bite, he pulled his lips back, which worked, but judging by Hyde's snickering must have looked fairly ridiculous.
"You look like you're snarling," The blond chirped teasingly. "Afraid someone's going to steal your oh so fancy meal, Dr. J—"
"Henry, what the hell are you doing?"
The werewolf yelpt, then turned a glare to the aristocrat stood in the doorway. He felt a growl rise in his throat at being caught off guard, but he swallowed it down as Robert approached him, brows furrowed.
"Is that.. road kill?" The Brit questioned with a disgusted look. Henry's ears went back with shame. He hadn't meant to hunt, but, well.. "Oh. Um.. good catch? That's a really fat rabbit, good lord." He huffed, embarrassed, as his tail began to wag with pride. "I'm sure Archer and Bird will be pleased to know the pest problem in the garden is being handled." Ah, there was the teasing. Rolling his eyes, he went back to trying to eat, only to pause as a gloved hand gript his arm.
"Maybe save the fork for some pompous dinner," Robert suggested with a smile. Before he could protest, the man made a queasy expression, explaining, "Watching you sink a fork into a raw rabbit is unnerving, Henry. Also, you look uncomfortably stiff like that. And this is silver, you damned fool!" Robert took the fork from him, then began massaging his injured paw pads. With another huff, Henry finally took a proper bite of his 'fine cuisine', pretending not to notice as Robert began 'sneakily' petting the fur on his hand and gently squishing his finger pads.
He was fairly certain he heard Robert let out an excited whisper of "Big beans!", and couldn't help but let his heart flutter in time with his wagging tail.
daisybell-on-a-carousel reblogged daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow owo?daisybell-on-a-carousel One character sent in so far!daisybell-on-a-carousel I've had this pinned for a while but I still haven't received anymore requests, so heres a quick reblog! ^v^#reblog#self reblog27 notes
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow Decided to quickly draw my own fusion of tgs Jekyll and Hyde! He ended up looking alot like Jasper which is interestingThe color palette made via me putting Jekyll's colors on 50% opacity over Hyde's colors and just using whatever that made, I quite like itAh whoops his hair looks way too big, I've been doing that alot recently, I hope I stop#the glass scientists#tgs#my art#my tgs art#tgs au#tgs fusion#tgs Jekyll#tgs hyde#uh side note the tgs tag hates me#and this isn't showing up17 notes
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow Me: oh man! I wish I could commission other artists to draw DarleneMe, remembering that Darlene has no set outfit and I dont want to be rude asking an artist to make up a dress: oh yeah :,)#potato rambles n speaks1 note
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow Trying to draw characters for the first time is always so hard bdjskzndns#currently trying to draw julian from arcana#i finally got his face shape right!#but hes way to skinny and his hair is huge ndksmsms#i tried to give him a body shape accurate to the game but i simply cannot#he looked even weirder#anyway im having fun!#and i figured out how to draw his hair too#now i just need to make is a bit smaller#potato rambles n speaks#-tober? art requests ive never finished? never heard of them.#its d o o d l e time… See all2 notes
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow How the fuck to do people brush their teeth everyday I cant even do that every week#swearing#swearing tw#actually its been way longer than a week#well rest in rip my teeth#their fault for needing to be taken care of#potato rambles n speaks#but also this is a genuine question please help#potato asks questions
daisybell-on-a-carousel reblogged daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow I really dont want to do Asra's routedaisybell-on-a-carousel Finally finished#reblog#self reblog#his reversed route is strangely not a monsterfucker ending like the others#i like the story it made though#now ive completed the three#and ive deen everything for lucio (so far)#so now all thats left is Muriel and Portia#wonder who i should do first
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow I don't think we can use "avoided it like the plague" and its similar terms with confidence anymore#potato rambles n speaks
daisybell-on-a-carousel reblogged the-turtleduck-pond iwasntsatiated Follow HIsokka-with-his-hair-down 👀#👀#reblog#(we dont have to be mutuals for you to send something in btw)
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow I really dont want to do Asra's route#its not fun#im not even half way through and im so tired of it#probably because i dont really like asra at all#hes a good friend#and he's super helpful#but i just cant like him#idk what it is#but they're certainly not one of my favorite characters#i dont even know why#bad vibes i guess#all the routes show new information so i want to do them all#but i think im gonna ignore asra for a bit#potato rambles n speaks#potato plays: the arcana#the arcana game#the arcana#im sorra asra fans i simply do not vibe with them#faust owns my entire heart though
daisybell-on-a-carousel reblogged daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow I started the Nadia route and I feel like I'm doing everything wrongdaisybell-on-a-carousel Not as wrong as I thought apparently#i got the upright ending!#im gonna do it tomorrow cause ots 1 am and im sleepy#but id also like to say this route seems to give everyone a happy ending#and by everyone i mean volta#she looks so happy! and shes so cute as herself!#shes just so vibrant and stunning im so happy for her#volta is my favorite tbh#maybe ill draw her#potato rambles n speaks
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow The Arcana: Infinite keys this weekend ^v^Me, about to speed run this whole game that should not be speed ran: >:3#the arcana#the arcana game#potato rambles n speaks
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow Fun fact! This is day 2 of my version of -tober. The prompt is "paralyzed", I was originally gonna draw something else, but then I remembered Darlene's death-#my art#character: darlene valentine#oc: darlene#blood#blood tw#injury#injury tw#knife#knife tw#death#death tw#?#sure#(as yall know Darlene is dead)#but i dont think i ever mentioned how (other than that she was murdered)#so here it is!#she bled to death#she was stabbed in the back (more specifically the spine)#and thus was paralyzed unable to get help#pretty edgy and most likely inaccurate to real life but thats what happened!#rest in rip
daisybell-on-a-carousel reblogged thejeksburyguy thatsbelievable Follow #reblog#this immediately made me think about the dullahan jekyll au#but also reblogging this because its pretty funny
daisybell-on-a-carousel reblogged jeks-tgs Follow GORETOBER: DAY 1 - BUTCHER SHOPTW: dismemberment, organs, goreAnd that, my dear Dr. Jekyll, is why you don't make an enemy out of an infamous vivisectionist.daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow Jeks that anatomy is astounding#gore#dismemberment#organs#body horror#nudity#gore tw#dismemberment tw#organs tw#body horror tw#nudity tw#blood#blood tw#injury#injury tw#||#i probably wont reblog all your goretober stuff but that anatomy is incredible#v nice art#💗💗💗💗💗#poor Jekyll isn't having a very good day#reblog#the glass scientists#tgs
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow I'm doing my own -tober but the trick is I dont tell anyone what the prompts are or which of my drawings are for it#i do have all the prompts written down but im the only one allowed to know them#potato rambles n speaks
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow Uh Oh!#my art#gore#gore tw#injury#injury tw#decapitation#decapitation tw#blood#blood tw#anyway i only owned two lalaloopsys as a child (despite loving those dolls) and it was a mini and a big doll#the mini was Feather Tell-a-Tale and the big was Pillow Featherbed#and i loved pillow so much i carried her around everywhere#i have no idea what happened to her :'(#the art has nothing to do with her fate i just wanted to draw gore#anyway she was either given to goodwill or my (evil) grandmother stole her#(evil) grandmother only stole one of my toys though and im fairly certain it was the Cinderella plush#maybe i just lost pillow?#either way i dont have her anymore :(#lalaloopsy#lalaloopsy pillow Featherbed#i dont want this to show up in the lalaloopsy tag but also i want people to be able to filter this if lalaloopsy specifically is bad for thm#anyway wanted to get funky with artstyle
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow I loved Lalaloopsy dolls so much when I was little but the only one my parents ever bought me was was the purple sleepy one (Pillow Featherbed, google search reveals) and like I loved her but I wanted more#i also had a mini version of the native american one (Feather Tell-a-Tell. as google search one again reveals)#anyway lalaloopsy dolls were the best#i didn't even know there was a show i just liked the dolls#when i found the show in the deepest depths of YouTube i felt i just discovered something huge#anyway this post was brought to you by the fact Instagram keeps showing me lalaloopsy dolls in my explore page#potato rambles n speaks#lalaloopsy#*wait i meant Feather Tell-a-Tale
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow Ok but Vlastomil is one of my favorite characters at the moment#he owns worms!#he loves worms!#worms are wonderful#he has stated that worms are delightful and he is right#a wormarium? i have no idea what that os but heck yeah!#nadia said no :'(#the arcana#potato plays: the arcana#the arcana vlastomil#worms#worms tw
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow I want to try out new brushes, does anyone here who uses ibisPaintX have any recommendations?#i dont like clean smooth lines#thats the only requirement#potato asks questions
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow So wild to think that none of my followers, none of mutuals, know how I eat pizza#like ok maybe one but thats just because they knew me irl#and i dont mean this like 'oh hoho i eat pizza folded' or somethin silly like that#i commit many pizza crimes#with a simple single slice of cheese pizza and nothing else i choose to eat it in least practical way#potato rambles n speaks
daisybell-on-a-carousel Follow Guys I completely missed Darlene's anniversary (the first time I drew her) but I definitely plan on doing something for it! It was September 25 2019-Only 90's kids remember when I actually wrote my signature#character: darlene valentine#oc: darlene#this was her first reference sheet#her head was a super weird shape#and she was more of a creepy character. whos just always standin around#im SO GLAD i changed her like can you imagine a world where Darlene doesn't love you with every fiber of her soul#she didn't have a personality until October
