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#oc#original character#100 ocs 2023#46/100#amer#mermay#mermay 2023#posting this one early since i'm gonna be taking another internet break this week hehe#kern art
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finally completed my comic based on the song ivy by taylor swift!✿ please zoom in to read the text and see the details~
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you can get the digital zine pdf here! it includes extras like character profiles, costume design, more art of willow and ivy, zine-exclusive sketches and an illustrated guide to the symbolism of all the flowers in this comic.
you can also get prints of individual pages here!
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#ivy comic#it's finally complete!!!♡ this was the longest project ever but i really wanted to do my best on every spread#i also worked really hard on the extra pages for the zine. i hope you like those as well if you decide to get it!#i've been wanting to make this comic since evermore came out in 2020 and i listened to ivy for the first time#i posted the first sketches from this comic on my patreon in 2022 and released the first page last year in 2023#so it's been a loooong time coming working on this in between other art#i was always disappointed that i got a hand injury back when i was making my dorothea/'tis the damn season comic#so i couldn't give my 100% on every page of that one. that's part of why i wanted to go all out for my ivy comic#and it has a happy ending this time!♡#thank you for sticking around if you've been reading since page 1#and thank you also if you just read it for the first time today!#also i didn't plan it but i coincidentally finished this comic exactly on lesbian visibility week. love that#ivy comic mimimar#oc#ivy#willow#taylor swift#taylor swift ivy#ivy taylor swift#evermore#illustration#illo#comic#lesbian#wlw#sapphic#lesbian visibility week#lesbian art#wlw art#sapphic art
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artfight revenge for @sparrowchute
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day 365
ANOTHER YEAR IN THE BAG YALL
i dont have time to do a real art today but! i leave u w this summary of the year
it was a rough one but artistically i cant say im too displeased with it!! i think the biggest change this year is i started using clip studio paint instead of fire alpaca and i am a BIG fan of the difference it's made in my rendering ability
see u guys in 2024!!!
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#day 365#year 4#2023 art summary#homestuck#my ocs#im not tagging every character here tho#well. even though its mostly aradia and destiny AGAIN lol#YALL READY FOR THAT YEAR 5 TAG?????#ough. im gonna fuck it up i know lmao#i will forget 100% but thats ok
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Art fightiening for @irradiatedsnakes! Tome time!
[Image ID: A digital drawing of irradiatedsnakes’ anthropomorphic moth redesign of Tome Kurata from Mob Psycho 100. Tome is drawn with large insect eyes, crooked antennae, green and brown fur, large intricate wings folded behind her back, 4 arms, a fluffy chest, and hair similar to her cannon appearance. She points toward the sky as she frustratedly explains something. She wears a large brown sweater with an alien and star patch sewed on and a dark knee length pleated skirt. The background is a sky that goes from orange to black with neon stars in the back. A crooked white line borders it and the canvas behind is green. End ID.]
#described#mp100#mob psycho 100#kurata tome#artfight#artfight 2023#artfight team werewolf#moth#bug#other ppls ocs#<- for taggins sake
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It took 0 effort to convince Wyll but no matter how hard I tried & reloaded I could NOT even GET to the roll to convince Astarion
#I accidentally convinced Wyll when trying to see why it wasn’t working with Astarion#Tfw you accidentally make the evil vampire a better person and now he won’t eat the worm#bg3#baldur's gate 3#wyll ravengard#astarion ancunin#dnd#dungeons and dragons#2023#comic#Tavari#oc#fanart#100
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ok its not a lampnold kid but it is A Kid for him. he is going to eat it
(/j he wont eat it)
#headcanon lore! thats his first kid. it is um. not alive anymore :(#🦕#my art#dhmis#shrignold#dhmis oc#shrigis#comfort#oc tag#fanart#shrignold dhmis#july 2023#100 notes
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cringetober day 21: 100% SATURATION
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Comparing 2015 OC art to 2023 OC art
I'm kind of just doing this so I can see the difference, but y'all can look too if you want ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Angsty 2015 vampire OCs (The Berardi brothers). I'd been writing stories about these guys since 2013 but was still working out what I wanted them to look like. Originally only Pascal (the youngest) and Antioco (the oldest) had names, but in my melodramatic teenage scrawling I named more of them and decided that, one day, there would be one hundred vampires in this family...
And so in 2023, I made teenage Gracie proud and drew/came up with backstories for 100 vampires (they're half-vampires now though).
Most of these guys aren't around in the "main timeline" of my oc universe, but there's more than enough art and story on my laptop set in the aptly named "Berardi Timeline" when they were all still alive.
The surviving ones are this bunch here, my lovely boys~
Yeah, I think I can see some improvement in my art. 😂 Hopefully, by the end of 2024, I can look back and see even more!
One day I swear I'll get down to business and write an actual story about one or more of my 600+ OCs, buuuut... not today. Rimworld go brrrrrrrr
#gracie's ocs#art#my art#traditional art#original characters#the Berardi timeline#2015-2023 art comparison#I think teenage Gracie would be proud of me#apologies to those of you who followed me for rimworld content lol#Y'all gotta put up with my cringe ocs from highschool every now and again#They might be cringey#But by god did I have fun drawing them#I love them all so much#I think everyone needs comfort ocs#Maybe not 100 of them but you know#the more the merrier#Have a great day everyone! I love you <3 <3
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14. ‘‘I shouldn’t be worried about you, but for some reason I am’’
Fao had been working flat out. Surgical training was no joke, the hours were long and the shifts gruelling. He wasn’t long back from his first tour, which had been amazing, but tiring, and now he was back to the rigours of the wards in Birmingham.
He’d not slept much that night, struggling with the changeover from night shifts to days, and he was looking forwards to getting home and to his bed. But that was a distant prospect now, he had a shift to work, even if he was falling asleep into his handover sheet.
He had a headache brewing, and had just rested his head on the desk for a second, just to breathe, that was all.
“Blackwood!”
The shout startled him, sitting up quickly. He must’ve dozed off. Shit.
A glance at his phone told him he was ten minutes late to the morning handover. Well, that was why he was being yelled at then.
“Sorry, Sir.” He said quickly, grabbing his stuff. “I’m coming, I’m coming.”
He managed to get through his meeting, though it was a struggle, and then it was straight to theatres. A mix of military and civilian patients, it certainly kept him busy, and he was shattered by the time it got to his break. He slipped out for a smoke, but it didn’t really help the headache, and he swung by the emergency department on his way back in to grab some chocolate, hoping that might help, along with the energy drink he’d shoved in his locker.
Harrison had been on shift when Fao passed through. He went to call over to him when he saw the state of him. His frown deepened, notes forgotten, he stood, padding over to Fao.
"Wolfie?"
“Mm? Hey, Tomcat.” Fao said softly.
"You look like shit."
“Charming as ever.”
"Are you feeling alright?" He rested a hand on his arm.
“Yeah, just a headache, you know how it is.” He murmured. “Got a bollocking for nearly missing handover this morning and I’ve only just got out of theatre.”
"Come sit down with me?" Harrison couldn't shake the worry.
“I’ve not got long.”
"Yeah, I know."
“Five minutes, whilst I eat this chocolate.” He said, caving all too easily.
"Good." He grinned, leading the way.
He followed Harrison tiredly, dragging a hand through his hair. If his head would just stop pounding, he could cope with the tiredness. But he could barely think straight.
"I'm sure we've got a spare treatment room."
“I’m not that bad.” He grumbled.
"I know." He lied. "Just for some peace."
“Staff room’s fine, it’s only five minutes.”
"Nah, come on. This way."
“I don’t need a treatment room.” He protested, but didn’t have the energy to argue.
Harrison pushed open the door, hopping up onto the bed. "How's today been, then?"
“Busy.” He said with a sigh, sitting next to Harrison. He used his teeth to open his chocolate wrapper, before offering Hars a square.
Harrison took it gratefully. "Thanks. You look like you've not slept in a week."
“I feel like it.” He murmured, breaking off a piece for himself. “I did the overnight on call all of last week and it was so busy it’s killed me off. Feel like I’ve not been able to get enough sleep in between shifts, and now I’ve changed to days and it’s just as busy.”
"Been dizzy?"
“Occasionally.” He admitted. “But sod off, I’m just dehydrated with low blood sugar, so’s half the hospital.”
Harrison hummed. "Sure, sure. And how bad is the headache?"
“Like someone is hammering a nail into my brain.”
"Any visual changes?"
“Stop doctoring and let me be miserable for five minutes.” He grumbled, eating another piece of chocolate.
"I need an answer." He nudged him, reaching to steal another square. "What about feeling sick?"
“No visual changes but my dyslexia’s worse because I’m tired.” He said, resting his head on Harrison’s shoulder. “Bit of nausea, but the sugar is helping.”
Harrison wrapped an arm around him. "Any auras?"
“Mm, no.”
"Anything else you're not telling me?"
“I just can’t think straight.” He admitted. “I need a holiday, for fuck’s sake.”
"Can I do a set of obs on you?"
“No, because if they’re shit I can’t go back to work and I need to go back to work because I’ve already gotten in the shit this morning.”
"All the more reason I want to do some."
“I told my consultant five minutes for a smoke and something to eat.”
"I'm worried about you." He admitted. "I shouldn’t be worried about you, but for some reason, I am."
“I’m fine, I’ve got a drink upstairs and I’ll sit and do some notes.”
"Please?"
“I should’ve gone to the vending machines outside theatres.” He huffed. “Fine. Make it quick.”
"You know we've got the best shit down here." He grinned, hopping off the bed. "I'll be quick. Sorry, the cuff's cold."
“I know, that’s why I came down. And it was on my way back.” He’d been hoping to bump into Harrison, admittedly, but not to be fussed over and bothered. He’d fancied five minutes to rant, that was all. “You’re not getting any more of my chocolate, though.”
"Rude. I'll live."
He had another square, letting it melt in his mouth as Harrison fussed. His bleep hadn’t gone off yet, which was a relief, because the way it had been squealing at him all morning really hadn’t been helping things. “You better.”
"Mhmm." He hummed, watching the machine. "Can you stand up a sec for me?"
“I’m comfy.” He protested.
"Please?"
“I know what you’re trying to do.” He complained, but stood up. His back was aching - his table hadn’t been high enough for his last case, and he was paying for it.
"Okay, you can sit." He pulled out his pen torch. "Stare at my nose, just gonna shine a light in your eyes."
Fao sat gratefully, ignoring how his head span. “No, c’mon, you said a set of obs, and I even went so far as to give you the standing BP. Enough, I need to go back to work.”
"No." Harrison was firm. "You're not. Not a chance."
“I’m tired and dehydrated, it can’t be that bad.”
"You're still not going back to work. I want you admitted."
“Leave off.” He protested. “I’ll go home, if you insist, but I don’t need admitting. It’s a headache.”
"Surely you'd feel better with some pain relief? Antiemetics? Please, it's for your own benefit."
“Chuck a couple of paracetamol at me and I’ll get Alex to take me home.”
"No."
Fao was about to argue when his bleep went off, and he winced. “Time’s up, I need to get that.” He said, frowning at the number on the screen.
Harrison pulled out his own phone, taking the bleep from Fao. "Yeah, I'm overruling you on that one."
“Tomcat!” He protested. “Let me call them back?”
"I said no." Harrison’s voice was uncharacteristically hard. "I'm calling them, you're gonna lie back on the bed and let me do my job."
He stepped back, deliberately out of Fao's reach, and dialled the number. Fao's observations weren't terrible, but they were enough to worry him, especially with how shit his friend looked. He didn't really care if Fao hated him for it; he couldn't, in good conscience, let him continue working when he was so obviously struggling so much.
He huffed, but his headache was much too bad to really give too much protest. He wasn’t going after Harrison, at any rate. He shuffled his bum back on the bed, swung his legs up and kicked his shoes off, feeling better for it almost instantly, though he’d never admit it. Guilt flared, knowing he was supposed to be busy, but Harrison making decisions meant it had been taken somewhat out of his hands, which he appreciated. Leaning back against the back of the bed he let his eyes close, listening to Hars on the phone.
"Hi, it's Dr Harrison from ED? No, you paged Blackwood, not me, that's right. Yeah, he's not coming back up, I'm admitting him." He kept his voice low, aware it wouldn't be helping Fao. "Honestly? You should be ashamed of yourself that you let him keep working. Anyone could see he wasn't well, I could tell a mile off. Go ahead, it's Harrison Cunningham, I don't care. Thanks, bye now."
“Harrison!” Fao hissed, reaching to throw a pillow at him.
"Hey, you'll need that. It's a luxury around here." He teased, passing it back. "I'll go grab you a blanket and get you booked in, too. Then I'll send someone across and we'll get some treatment sorted, yeah?"
“You’re an ass.”
"I know." There was a hint of pride behind his tone.
Fao rolled his eyes, but tucked his pillow back under his head. “I should call them.”
Harrison laughed. "You sound like every drunk girl on a Saturday night. Get some rest."
“Get me a cup of tea?”
"Sir, yes, sir." He teased. "I'll be right back."
“If you’re gonna admit me you could at least get me a cup of tea. Might as well milk it.”
"Might as well make the most of it. Want me to call Alex? Sheila?"
“Don’t bother Sheila, but call Alex? You can doctor at her.”
"Alright, I'll do that while I'm getting your tea, yeah?" He said softly. "I'll send a nurse through."
“Thanks.” He said, rolling onto his front to bury his face in the pillow.
Harrison hummed, shutting the door quietly behind him. He grabbed one of the nurses, smiling sweetly and apologising for the extra work. He then had the fun job of calling Alex, so scrolled through before pressing dial, heading to the staff room for the good tea.
Alex had been enjoying her day off, having taken the dog for a long walk that morning. Now he was napping, and she’d been watching some TV when her phone rang. She should’ve been studying, but of course she wasn’t, and she reached for her phone.
“Harrison?”
"I'm at work, you can't yell at me. But, I may have just admitted Fao?"
“I can definitely still yell at you. What’s happened? Is he okay?”
"He's got a migraine, don't think he's been sleeping. His obs aren't terrible, but honestly? He looks like shit. Got yelled at this morning, apparently, for falling asleep before handover. That's not like him."
“He didn’t sleep last night.” Alex agreed. “How bad is ‘not terrible’?”
"Fluids worthy but not resus?"
She sighed. “He’s such an ass. He’s been struggling for days with his sleep.”
"I'd say maybe he'd learn from this, but I know better."
“He definitely won’t. He needs to sort his mental health out again, keep an eye on him?”
"Don't we all?" He sighed. "You know I will. I'm just making him a cuppa, he's had some chocolate, but I'll get him something proper to eat."
“Thank you. Are you expecting to get him discharged in a couple of hours?”
"Depends how he behaves."
She laughed at that. “Yeah, true.”
"Are you wanting to come in?"
“If I can, yeah. I’ll kick his ass.”
"Cool, I'll let him know."
“Look after him, yeah? He’s trying to be a hard ass but he’s been really struggling.”
Harrison softened. "Of course I'll look after him. He's got me worried about him."
“Glad you’re looking out for him. I won’t be long, let him know I’m on my way.”
"I will. Drive safe."
“Always.” She murmured, and said her goodbyes before she hung up, grabbing some stuff for Fao.
When she arrived, he was on his side in the bed, though sipping the tea Harrison had brought him. He looked worse than he had done when he’d left the house that morning, but the smile he offered her as she appeared had her anger and worry evaporating like mist in the morning sun.
“You daft shite.” She said, settling next to him and running a hand through his hair. “You need to take better care of yourself.”
“I know.” He murmured. “Sit wit’ me properly?”
She was always a soft touch for him, and so she settled on the bed properly. Fao sat up as she did so, putting his tea down, and then laid back down again, his head in her lap. They’d already given him antiemetics, and he had fluids running, which were making him feel better, but Alex there was certainly doing the hard work. Her fingers carding through his hair, he was asleep in minutes, warm and safe.
#sicktember 2023#i shouldn't be worried about you but for some reason i am#day 14#whump writing#whump prompt#oc#fic#faolan blackwood#harrison cunningham#alexandra taylor#military whump#fao's an idiot#overworking#migraine#headache#overworked#hars' sass is unmatched#he 100% has a reputation lbr#but he's good at his job#and he takes 0 shit from fao
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big stretchy
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from now on i’m only writing au’s. canon is not welcome here. never belonged. i don’t know her.
#literally hate following plot lines so i’m just…never going to follow them again lmao#if i’m spending three+ hours writing a fic ima write it MY way#it’s 2023 and most of y’all suck at interaction anyway so ima write what i want#combine worlds create chaotic and messy oc’s#i’m supposed to be having fun on here and why care about what some ghost reader thinks#they are icons without faces who don’t think my work is good enough to rb or comment on#so ima create what i want#and if that’s 100 rommate au’s or me combing marvel and star wars characters in smut then so be it#*roommate#i’m too lazy to rewrite that but rant over xoxo#here laur goes again..
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artfight attack for @yummygummyguts
#artfight#artfight 2023#monster#plant monster#audrey ii#little shop of horrors#lsoh#others ocs#literally the best oc ever tbh#dinosaur#team vampire#100#vurrart
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funny little man
#dnd#dungeons and dragons#ocs#original characters#edgar r nevermoor#2023#digital art#i cant draw him 100% how i want him yet but i will keep trying
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Maybe eternity ain't so bad…💤🩷
#Extant Universe#myart#doodle#Unidentified Flying Strawberry#Strawberry#Monocro#oc tag#July 2023#You can still see the line art in the background if you remember this was originally gonna be lined#but then I decided to color over it and then re-add some lines and this was the result#Strawberry 100% the type of person to think “Well as long as we stay friends forever I could live with that” as a cope
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XV -The Devil
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