I Love This, Totally My Vibe Of Chaos And Fun!

It is so weird when you look back at your old art, like, 👀. This is one of my earliest designs for my sonna, from about 4-3 years ago. I feel old.

look at 'em, grabbin' his lil feet. So stinkin adorable my body is going to kersplod!!!

Everytime @chiliger drops clone tubies art I get it by a wave of baby fever, so now you guys will have to suffer with me through this one

I present my clone trooper sonna's armor design! I really like how it came out, decided to go with darker colors. click for better quality.

Concept art/reference sheets for The Bad Batch. Hunter, Crosshair, Wrecker and Tech.

Considering doing a redraw of Shrike's face if my art style changes in the next couple days.

A silly art thing of my clone Tropper Sonna Shrike, it honestly fits my current mood. still working on perfecting my shading techniques, but it's getting there.

what character from the bad batch/clone wars should I draw with my sonna clone trooper Shrike; using this amazing image as a base?

Draw your characters

I have started the first chapter, the next chapter is where the real fun starts. ill link it here, hope you like it! 🐀❤️ https://www.tumblr.com/tacticaltutter/762903056395468800/fear-in-safety?source=share

Random G/t question

Hey G/t peeps Here is a little question for you all Which non videogame duo would be a perfect g/t duo for you, who would be which role and why do you think it would work perfectly, hell even if it doesn't work perfectly and is just random.

JUST HAD THE WAIRDST F'ING DREAM!

(for some context, I have a dog named Storm, she is a Siberian Husky. Recently found out from the breeder that she was the runt. Originally, I never wanted her due to when we had to re-home our last dog, my parents swore to me and my siblings that we would never get another dog, and being more or so a cat person. So I was the only one that was against getting her, but guess who ended up caring for her the most?! Me. Her care and training basically became part of my rent. I was fine with it, besides the training part, she is a butthead sometimes. Fast-forward, I now consider her as solely MY dog, like 90% my dog. And I love her with my whole heart.)

(for even MORE context, the reason why this dream was weird to me is because it started very far from what they normally are. The average dream for me is like a fever dream, whilst this one was more like a reality check dream from God.)

The dream went along like this;

I'm on vacation at Seabrook (beautiful place, highly recommend) with my family, and we brought Storm with us. Me and Storm are walking a trail when I loose my grip of the leash and she goes mad dashing into the woods. After chasing her for a bit, I finally get hold of her leash again when I realize that we're lost, and I have no cell service. After trying to discern the direction back to the trail, a F'ING GRIZZLY BEAR APPEARS OUT OF NOWHERE! It's a mother with two cubs. Storm tries to interact with one of the cubs, resulting in the mother grizzly to attack.

At this point, it gets a bit blurry from what I am trying to remember. But I am able to recall; A. Taking a slash to my face B. Grabbing Storm and doing a roll doge C. Smacking the bear with a branch as a distraction D. Jumping on it's back and smashing a rock on its eyes and snout.

After what is the "fight scene" it's easier to remember what happens next. I'm shielding my dog, who cowers behind me, from the mother grizzly. Neither of us move as we stare at each other, till the grizzly huffs and walks away, her cubs following. I proceed to wander the woods lost, injured and bleeding for 2-3 days. Holding Storm close at night and fighting to stay awake in fear of what may be lurking nearby. Finally when we come across a paved road, I remember breaking down and hugging Storm (I'm very weak and my injuries are most likely infected). As we walk along the road, it feels like forever before I see a car. When they stop and call 911, I black out. When the paramedics get there and load me up, Storm gets defensive and lays on top of me on the stretcher.

The dream had two different endings, a good end, and the bad end. The Bad end was a long the lines of waking up, finding out that my dog had been detained and euthanized due to an injury. Discovering that my parents ok'd it, losing all respect for them, moving out and proceeding to distance myself from society by living in the wilderness of Washington.

The Good ending went more along the lines of waking up to Storm laying beside me, my family nearby. I am left with permanent facial deformities and half blind. After mostly recovering, Storm is put through the training to become my service dog. I wear a mask as to not scare children, even my own siblings.

When I wake up I'm like, really confused and still think that it was all real. And I remember thinking word for word, "I would do it all again, for their sake.". Then I quickly realize that it was all just a dream.