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"My Favorite Doll" - SD N WIP Drawing

Suddenly had drawing inspiration at 10-11 PM !!!

Anyway, this week was my first at uni, it was pretty good even for someone as anxious and socially awkward as myself lol

Speedpaint (only the progress so far) below:

Note: I just realized I didn't give credits to the third piece I used as reference (for N's legs)!! I don't remember their username, if anyone recognizes it plz tell me so I can add it here! :(

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So far I have a blank document for the "A Mouse Among Owls?" chapter 4 and another doc for a hurt/comfort/hurt Cyn one-shot that has 1259 words 😭

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Heck, I may be dealing with writer's block smh

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I'm sorry for making y'all wait for the new "A Mouse Among Owls?" chapter, and I plan to work on it!

oof real life got in the way

This month was full of doctor visits and trying to figure out why I have been feeling so much pain for months

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Puppy N is the perfect companion for your family!

Get one at your nearest JcJenson establishment :)

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Yay, I enrolled into a university! So if my art-related posting slows down that's why :>

Anyway, I saw a cool lioness picture and drew a sketch of it!

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Fun fact: This is based on some vent art I created in the past!

ALSO, the text is paraphrasing a quote I think I read on a fanfic :>

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Tried to digitalize this one but none of the attempts matched the original sketch's vibe lol

Anyway, I love to describe J as a "corporate ideologue lapdog" <3

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There's an one-shot I'm writing as a side project, in the hopes of avoiding writer's block

I'm a slow writer so I dunno when I will actually finish and post it

The only thing I can say it's: Cyn + hurt/comfort/hurt

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Here's the pose I used as reference (didn't include the cool leg pose cuz I couldn't draw it right 😭):

website source

I think I'm getting better at drawing disassembly drones :D

Drawing V's fangs was fun! Her hair not so much lol

Hmm, I have to figure out a better headband lights spacing! They're too distant from each other, but I also struggle with making them too close (TwT)

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I think I'm getting better at drawing disassembly drones :D

Drawing V's fangs was fun! Her hair not so much lol

Hmm, I have to figure out a better headband lights spacing! They're too distant from each other, but I also struggle with making them too close (TwT)

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Lil traditional sketch of Mei (Arashi no Yoru ni) !!!

As a kid, I was so obsessed with this goat and his wolf friend <3

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Happy Holidays to anyone who celebrates it!!

I don't have any art pieces related to it though

Cuz I forgor </3

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A Mouse Among Owls? - Chapter 03

Fandom: Murder Drones

Warnings: Implied/Referenced Child Neglect

Character appearances: Serial Designation V, Serial Designation J, Uzi Doorman, Serial Designation N

Word Count: 1,149

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Quiet wings cut through the air. Their owner tightly curled her wiry tail around a random appendage on the metallic carcass collection they called the ceiling. Now hung upside down, the short-haired disassembler tried to mimic the slumbering coworker beside her. The sun had yet to hide and banish the beams of light from the wintery surface, but no worries related to it plagued her mind since she knew their sleeping spot was secure in the darkness.

V was an early waker, and her leader knew that. The murder gal had the “nasty habit” of leaving the spire before anyone could interact with her. However, exceptions weren’t rare, like whenever it was her turn.

Gradually, the air grew colder and snow no longer became so slippery. J’s vents started to work louder, her system was coming alive from apparent stasis. Soft clinks emanated from her winged self-hugging figure and a low groan of what she assumed to be stretching limbs. 

Silence permeated between them. No visual input was needed to indicate she was being stared at, and being perceived in such a manner made her feathers feel like they were boiling under its intensity. Her thoughts were unknown, and that was unnerving.

“What?” V groaned and unshielded her face, “Just take a screenshot if you wanna admire my beauty 24/7.” 

“Urgh, shut up,” The leader narrowed her eyes, clearly unimpressed. “You’re still my subordinate, good performance only in the work field can only take you so far,” J curled her lips barely containing herself from straight up baring her teeth. She made a “tch” sound and paused for a few seconds, probably looking at her internal screen for possible information or notifications from the company. Serial Designation J loosened her tail and elegantly flew to the ground. 

“You know the drill; your daily quota was reduced to 43%,” V grudgingly nodded her head. Since they shifted the responsibility between the both of them, the one responsible for the duty was expected to hunt less to avoid burnouts or negligence. Well, at least whatever they considered to be “neglect.”

After all, he never starved under her care… She thinks…

“By the way, avoid eating from the food pile, hunt your own food!” The leader added as she walked to the Spire's entrance. She sighed, hearing the grumbling under V's breath, and marched forward into the night.

“You don't have to remind me every time,” the short-handed drone shouted, not really expecting SD-J to hear her words. Her memory wasn't the best, sometimes she knew something was missing in her memory banks and other times it went unnoticed. Maybe something was broken inside her head. “Eh, most events in my life aren't important anyway, so no use remembering,” she thought.

Now that her boss was gone, V spread her wings and flew back to her “bedroom.” A relieved sigh left her maws when she saw it quiet and behaved. 

V had placed severed drone hands around the silent pill before she left the den, positioning them as if they were cradling the thing. Her hands were much bigger than the ones she picked, but she hoped the size difference wasn’t a noteworthy detail. The purple and white blanket was adjusted around its figure in the hopes of being snug, which meant less chance of waking up wailing due to her small absence. 

Her tail wagged a bit at the adorable sight. She tried to resist taking a visual screenshot but failed. The image was blurry, like everything in her world, but still relatively recognizable. Why was she even taking pictures of it? The disassembler didn’t know. Perhaps it would help her to remember the pill drone while it was still around.

Delicately she lifted the tiny football-shaped being and tapped one of her fingers on its visor. A disgruntled sound left the pill’s voicebox before exiting sleep mode, annoyance quickly replaced by confusion. Curious neon purple eyes analysed her form, taking a better look now that V wasn’t covered in oil and in safe mode. 

A deep sigh left her jaws as she remembered her last coherent thought before drifting asleep the previous morning. Serial Designation V was exhausted when that solution sprouted in her mind. It had risks, but it was the only one she could think of. Loneliness would result in bawling, so it would have to be left with company. “I guess, it would make him happy too…”

She walked out of her room, supporting the little worker with one arm, and stared at his den entrance. Most of the view was blocked by a makeshift curtain made of different fabrics stitched together, its somewhat shabby condition allowed a soft yellow glow to escape through tears and holes. Her tail coiled around a torn drone leg as she approached their destination, it was her turn to feed him after all.

A quick thrust of her wings allowed her to find some handhold, and she climbed the short path to the secretive nest. Happy chirping greeted her the moment she popped her head inside. She simply raised the pill drone in her grasp to meet his eyes, for a minute no sound emitted among them before overwhelming happy warbling danced through the nest.

On the floor, surrounded by colourful sheets and dog plushies, there was a robot almost identically similar to the purple-eyed one. Same egg-like body lacking limbs, although a little bigger. Thrill was evident in his bright squinting neon yellow eyes and small smile. He recognized immediately they were alike in age, the friendly infant hoped they wouldn’t go away like the others!

“N, do you see this?”  V's voice grabbed his attention after swaying the pill side-to-side for emphasis, “It’s food!” 

A question mark appeared on the corner of his visor. Food?! No. When N looked at the other small drone, he didn’t see any resemblance to prey. Actually, they looked like him! And he wasn’t a worker as far as he knew. The only difference he noticed was their eyes, he never had seen anyone with LEDs of that colour. It was different but pretty all the same. 

“No eating it tonight though. You guys can keep each other company while I’m out, right?”

“I mean, at least you’ll have something other than the ceiling to stare at…”, she mumbled and set the tiny worker on the nest facing him. Serial Designation V swiftly left after giving both of them gentle pats on their heads.

Giddy bird-like noises shot from N’s voicebox a mile a minute before he went silent upon noticing his new friend hadn’t uttered a single noise during their whole introduction. Their eyes are hollow accompanied by stress lines. Were… were they upset? He cooed trying to comfort the other drone.

Full of hesitation, she made a confused 8-bit sound resulting in the yellow-eyed pill going full “NEW FRIEND” mode once again.

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"Hunger Made Me a Monster"

TW blood, deceased prey animal, scopophobia

Finally finished a drawing after months of only abandoned wips!!!

I had so much fun drawing the trees :D

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I'm finally learning how to draw DD's claws (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠)

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Little sneak peek of "A Mouse Among Owls?" - Chapter 3 (Murder Drones fic)

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