#Crux doodles

[angel-no-crux]

WIP

Din watching Grogu on Bo's chest and resting on Mandalore's gardens

someday I'll publish the finished one lol, for now I'll post doodles xD

[angel-no-crux]

my lil' Shunrei doodle I made that day ^^

To all Saint Seiya fanartists, I want to try something.

Here⬇️ is a link of a canva where everyone can draw, the idea would be that each artist makes a small drawing (1) of his/her favorite character from StSeiya univers followed by your nickname/signature.

The link will probably stay for 1 week.

- You will be allowed to edit your drawing whenever you want.

- The ideal would be a sketch or a quick drawing, not an overly imposing drawing (like bust/portrait/chibi)

- Don't take up too much space so that the most people can participate (but enough to see your drawing of course ! )

- Respect the work of others ! do not erase or add a line on a artwork that is not yours.

- However, if you see an inappropriate or off-theme drawing/graffiti anyone can erase it.

I hope everything will go well and just have fun!😄

result of 1st day 👀✨

[fungus-no69]

my dumbass genius boyfriend

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[sysig]

A hero is only as good as his weapons, so make ‘em count (Patreon)

[artybritney]

MADNESS

[aimless-aimz]

art class doodles of him (i asked my friend for a prompt and she said I should draw him baking cookies and it was the best goddamn idea ever)

[zader]

Eureka! A little doodle with Axon ( belongs to @zerio105 )

Doing science on shiny rocks and robot limbs.

[saltysciencesixer]

Bill Cipher, The Blind Eye

So, I recently saw this video involving the Destruction is a Form of Creation McGucket doodle page on this is not a website dot com as well as the wallpapers from Dispense My Treat. And I was immediately struck by some thoughts involving that video as well as the Book of Bill in general (as well as looking back on the show). Buckle up because there's a lot of stuff here. The main crux of this theory is that Bill is severely vision-impaired. Let's start with two examples relating to my first point in regards to Bill Cipher's vision impairment.

Squinting here trying to read the combination to Stan's safe.

Arguably, the other example could be in Weirdmageddon when despite Ford having a cleft chin and Stan not having one - Bill was unable to tell the two apart. Now, this could just be because it's hard to tell twins apart in general, and Bill doesn't seem like the type to pay very close attention to detail. But... Let's look at the other evidence. In the Book of Bill, we see this sort of flashback pov from that time Stan punched Bill near the end of Weirdmageddon.

Now, maybe this is just for effect. Or maybe this is how Bill actually saw Stan at the time - covered in static because he can't actually see that well. We also have from the Book of Bill evidence that Bill's vision could have been impacted badly in some way. "Eye doctor of a different kind / Wants to make his patient blind" and "Three sips a day to make the visions go away."

In the Book of Bill, there's also this question in the "Intelligence Test" section. I think this may, in fact, be a legitimate question of Bill's. He sees something akin to this in the same way one might see "floaters" "vision spots" or "vision snow" (in people who have that condition). And then going back to that video of the Destruction is a Form of Creation doodle, I noticed some interesting things. I decided to try and recreate the way the images were overlayed and-

This is the Seeyouinmydreams wallpaper that lines up with the stars on the corner of the McGucket doodle. If you look at the writing within this image, It says "I MIGHT HAVE TO TO TELL FORD I CANNOT SEE HIM." Is this one of Bill's dreams?

HE IS BLIND is right next to this Bill statue (which also has some rectangular boxes scribbled in covered over his eyes). It also has "I might be wrong" here - so this could be an acknowledgment that Bill is not FULLY blind - just partially.

Finally, there's the fact that Fiddleford McGucket is the founder of the Society of the Blind Eye. If Bill Cipher is "blind" as McGucket sees it, does this mean the society was centered around Bill? Food for thought: Why was the Society of the Blind Eye located in what looked to be a Bill Cipher Temple? (Watch the episode again - one of the ways to enter the Society of the Blind Eye temple was through pressing a triangle with an eye at the center of it - and if you look on the Society of the Blind Eye page in the Gravity Falls wiki, it talks about how the Pythagorean theorem is written on one of the pillars in the temple). I have A LOT more thoughts about McGucket and the Book of Bill as well which I will post later.

[cupiohearts]

CUPID IS SO STUPID ?! - kazuha, albedo, kaeya, diluc, aether, alhaitham, childe.

there were a total of 7 people you've been ever loved before. all of them you loved for every word they've ever said. all of them have rejected your love and every word stung.

after 7 years they all got sent your letters. reading it and understanding the same feelings that you had. seeing how you saw them.

KAZUHA was your childhood friend when you were younger. someone who you knew well due to your parents. it was a dumb childish puppy love that no one took seriously not even him.

"kazuha!" you cheerfully exclaimed as soon as you went to daycare. he was at the front with his stuffed animal of a small white cat one that his older friend had given him.

immediately taking his hand inside of yours and holding onto it tight. your parents looked from afar as they saw clear signs their daughter was falling in love with someone. they were whispering amongst themselves about how long it would last till you latched onto someone else.

you paid no mind to this because how could you ever love someone else when kazuha is right there. happily talking to him about your weekends although he already knew since you spent the weekends at his place.

it's been 8 years from kindergarten and you were still friends with kazuha and no matter how hard you try. no matter how many hints were thrown his way he wouldnt pay you any mind. chalking it up to something similar to how a little sister views her older brother.

it was only in the middle of summer did you realize that your feelings would never be taken seriously.

that summer you were sitting on the field with your friends when you saw kazuha from far away. you watched as he talked to his friends and talked to the girls around him. a sting in your heart.

you watched as his expressions changed while talking to them. a face he's never shown you before, the face someone makes while talking to someone that makes them nervous.

he didnt see you as a friend, he saw you more like a sister.

.

.

.

kazuha was now in his late 20's. he wasnt strictly tied down to any work place but he was known to freelance around the crux's fleet.

a shop on the seaside that sold all kinds of goods from the ocean. often seen hanging inside the shop as somewhat of an exibit for people to see considering how pretty he is.

beidou came strolling inside, running her hand through her hair while holding a small letter in her hands. "its for you kazuha. havent opened it yet. its from someone with the intials yn." she says to him. placing the letter next to him where he was admiring the view.

"y.n? i dont think i recall knowing someone with intials like that" he muttered. taking his headphones off and rested it on his shoulders. grabbing the letter and gently opening it up.

a letter. a formally written one. not a typed up one that would be professionally made. the handwriting was hard to read but he could recognize the handwriting still.

'kazuha,

i really really really really really REALLY like you. :D i hope we can still be friends even if you dont like me back because i enjoy hanging out with you and youre my best friend in the whole world! - (y/n)' alongside doodles of stick figures holding hands with flowers and hearts.

theres something written near the bottom in a pen instead of crayon. this handwriting was different. one he doesnt recognize all too well. compared to roughness of the crayon and the letter. the words written with pen were gentle and a bit shaky.

'i just found this. if you ever recieve this letter please visit me someday. i would love to catch up and see how you are'

kazuha felt his heart race a bit. the corners of his mouth glide wider and he chuckles at the letter. "my childhood friend sent me a love letter from back when she was a kid. i wondered why she strayed so far away from me back then.. now i know" he says to beidou. showing her the letter in his hands.

a light blush on his face as he rereads the letter over and over again.

you had drifted apart from him when you two reached middle school. he assumed it was because you two were becoming teenagers and just matured. now he understands it was because you were in love. he supposed you were too shy back then to tell him your feelings.

oh how he wished he couldve told you how he felt.

[caw4brandon]

- We have NO self-control -

The Hoodlite Dilemma

I'm back on my chaotic rambling again and it's getting worse! So, I doodled. As you do, with no clear idea as to how I'm going to fix my current issues with my world. Then this lightbulb moment happened!

I wanted to redo how I think about the Hoodlites and just go for it. Make them human but not exactly. Give them normal bodies but completely change their heads and this was the result.

A blank expression cup head with one of the STAB elements on top. It's a silly idea and I love how dumb it looks when I set it next to everyone. The expressions will be different from other variations.

This is to make up for deleting the Owen post and I thought this was a funnier attempt. Make him as goofy as possible and just run with it. I did have this other idea though. Make these new Hoodlites appear like some kind of mutant figure ala [Linkin Park's The Hunting Party]

You can kind of sense that I am disturbed by this dilemma. It's been so long since the Hoodlite-focused post and I am just not feeling the whole little critter approach anymore.

The crux of the lore is still there. Native beings of the Core, Have one of the STAB on them. But compared to what they used to look like, It's a big leap of difference. It also helped me improve my way of shaping the Tide element.

Owen is renamed by the way. Gone, gone the form of "Owen", Arise the Hoodlite "Osker Pint". Still trying the Team JOSH approach. But, yeah. Lend me your thoughts. I really want to know.

[angel-no-crux]

Resting

I haven't posted a drawing here in so long, but they're so cute together I can't help it

[book-girl4evaaa]

Bea's Planetarium <3

(A.KA. my 100 follower event!)

Um, 1 question, how? I swear you guys are the best, ILY guys so so so much, y'all are awesome!!!! You guys are amazing and I'm so glad I get to talk to you! Anyways, onto the event! *Deep breath*

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·. ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ .·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

Welcome to the Planetarium of Wishes! In this observatory, the stars shall grant your desires, with the moonlight as its witness. Each constellation grants a different hope.

Now, which constellation do you wish to visit?

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

Ursa Major - the creator

I'll draw you a doodle or make a picrew of how I imagine you!

Orion - the hunter

I'll give you a song rec!

Nereids - the spirit

I'll compliment you, or your blog!

Carina - the explorer

I'll make you a "world" I'd think you'd like from Pinterest!

Crux - the bond

I'll give you a book rec!

Pictor - the artist

I'll make a mood board for you!

Centaurus - the intellect

I'll tell you a random fact!

Cassiopeia - the beauty

I'll assign you an outfit from Pinterest (please say whether you want casual or fancy)

Visit the Planetarium as many times as you would like, but only 2 constellations per visit please! The Planetarium of Wishes is only open to mutuals and followers :)

I hope your day shines like a star <3

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·. ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ .·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

My intro if you're new here :D

[n0tamused]

Hello, I have a request for Kazuha, idk if you write for him or not so if you don’t then feel free to ignore this, it can be a drabble or headcanons. Ok so you know how Kazuha had bandages on his hands? Do you think he’d let his S/O draw on them? Because I really want to draw dinosaurs on them. And if he did let you draw on his bandages, how would that interaction go? Basically just headcanons or a drabble where the reader asks Kazuha to draw on his bandaids and draws little dinosaurs if he lets them. That’s all, thank you for your time.

A/n: Hello! Thank you for your request. I did this one really quickly, it's such a sweet idea. This is my first time writing for Kazuha, however, so I do hope it turned out well enough <3 Enjoy. (Also, quick question, but if I opened up writing commissions, would anyone be interested?)

Genre: fluff, drabble

Word count: 462

Pairings: Kazuha x GN Reader,can be read as platonic too

“Please, hold still…” your voice calls out with a huff from your nose which is met with an amused chuckle. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to move so abruptly.. I hope I didn’t ruin your lines?” - Kazuha asked with care, tender tones of his smooth voice flowing in the breeze and quenching the small flick of irritation caught on from the stubborn bandages bleeding ink all over. Kazuha held a thin end of the bandage to tighten your canvas, aiding you in your persistent wish, all while he leaned back against the wooden wall of the sleeping ship. The salt air of Inazuma was peculiar, and familiar to you both - with a small swoosh of chattering treetops from the far shore, and the licking of languid waves at the hull of the Crux. 

“It’s alright- I can still save this one. Just  extend your hand over here so I can see it a bit better. Thank you-” you continuously mumbled, still thinking about the first lines of a dinosaur that turned out too oval when the ink bled out, it looked like a balloon, and the next one looked less of a dinosaur and more of a horse - but this one, yes, this one was the one.. You could see it under the combined light of the golden lamp and the silver rays of the moon above. Kazuha could only smile and chuckle, making a great effort to stay as still as a rock. The gentle smile was full of affection as he watched you, paying you much more attention than the little doodles you were leaving across his arms. He knew of their value, and how much he would cherish them until the ink was washed away with time, but right now, you were the most important thing of all.

“If you need some of my advice, I think this one could use a longer tail?” He suggested softly, carefully lifting his other arm that was still devoid of your little talent, and pointed at the dinosaur you were occupied at the moment with. ”And, perhaps, instead of drawing detailed eyes, just draw them closed? That way, if it ends up bleeding out, it won’t fuse with the rest of the body?”

You nod, without giving further response and do as he suggested, smiling when the tip paid of a million, and Kazuha’s own smile could only spread further across his cheeks until his eyes crinkled with mirth.  With the hand he pointed with, he brushed hairs from your eyes that went astray, pinning them behind your ear with a hum.

There were several hours of night ahead, but he knew he would wish there were a couple of more, just so he could have his peace with you like this.

Ⓒ n0tamused. Do not repost, translate, edit, and/or copy any of my works. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated.

[barbatusart]

shammy’s encounter with ketheric thorm was actually a heart wrencher & i feel the crux of his entire character lol if i can figure out how to Slightly draw a dragon enough i wanna doodle out how the encounter went

[uraniumwriting]

Legacy of Odin

For the @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt "Great Expectations"

841 words. A little something for a new WIP idea I'm messing with for a class I'm starting this coming week. Halli Reed, daughter of a killed astronaut in a mission to connect with the galaxy, is not happy with being forced to go to a military preparatory school for a potential space war. At least it won't get worse from here, right?

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“We’re talking about the fate of humanity as we know it, here.”

Halli Reed wasn’t exactly sure why she was listening to the blond-hair boy who stood like he was much bigger than he really was, but with her lovely mentor abandoning her in the school she didn’t know the layout of, she was stuck. He paced the empty, bare classroom with occasional glances at her and Thor, who listened intently.

“We are the legacy of the Odin Mission,” the boy said. “It is up to us to lead this force, to—”

“Who even are you?” Halli cut him off. “And what makes you think you know what I am and what I’m meant to do?”

“Halli, you’ve never heard of Crux Hathorne?” Thor asked, his eyes wide.

“No?” She leaned against a desk and absentmindedly braided the ends of her long, reddish hair.

“He’s the son of Dr. Hathorne, savior of the Odin Mission? An Olympian? Had the highest SPAT score in the nation his year?”

“You think I’ve paid any attention to anyone from the Odin Mission?” It was like Thor hadn’t even processed her last name.

“Who hasn’t?”

Halli shook her head and went to pull her headphones back on. “This is a waste of my time.”

“Wait,” Crux said. “You especially need to listen to this, Reed.”

“And why?” she asked. “Because last time I checked, the Odin Mission hasn’t given me anything but a dead dad and a childhood of cameras shoved in my face.”

Thor awkwardly took off his dark red jacket with the Odin Mission’s logo on it.

“There is so much more to the Odin Mission than you ever thought, Reed.” Crux slowly walked closer to her as if she was an animal about to strike. “The world needs us. Or else what happened to your father will all be in vain.”

“So you know what happened?” Despite her best efforts, Halli’s voice cracked.

He laughed hollowly. “Reed, they’ve said it for years. Your father sacrificed himself to save the crew from the inhabitants on Argo-B. He died a good death. But now it may all be lost if we don’t do something.”

“My mom never believed that excuse for one second, and neither do I.” Her face grew warm, and Halli knew she would cry soon if she didn’t leave. “I don’t need to do anything, just leave me alone.”

“Reed—”

“It’s Halli to you.”

“Just listen to me.” Crux grabbed her by the shoulders, and though she struggled to get away, he was stronger than he looked.

Tears forming in her eyes, Halli stayed silent.

“We three are the only descendants of the Odin Mission to make it this far,” he said.  “The others have been targeted. Sabotaged. Even killed. There is a reason we’ve made it here, and a reason why people are trying to stop us.”

Halli looked to Thor for help, but his face had turned as emotionless as stone.

Crux continued. “I’m in Combat Flight, top of my specialty. Thor’s in Military Planning. And you know what you’re in, right?”

“I wanted to go into Astrobiology,” she mumbled.

“You’re in AE,” he said. “Advanced Espionage.”

“I wasn’t supposed to even know until class tomorrow.” Halli tried to shove him away again, but Crux’s grip only grew tighter.

If Thor hadn’t been in the room, Halli would’ve been sure she was about to be killed.

“Well, you know now. You have the most important job out of all of us. You’re going to change the course of history, Halli Reed.”

Advanced Espionage. The words alone made Halli’s head spin. Why did anyone think she would be proficient at something like that? She was just a kid who liked animals and music and doodling in her notebooks, not one of those heroes in the spy movies.

Crux smiled in a way that she would’ve considered friendly, if not for the news he just gave her. “Being in Advanced Espionage alone shows your potential. Remember, the officers don’t make mistakes, especially when it comes to specialty placement.”

“I’m going to bed.” Halli didn’t move, though. She couldn’t find the strength in her to do so.

“Rest up, Reed.” Crux finally let go of her and walked to the door as if nothing had just happened. “You’ve got to prepared to start doing the real work out there.”

Even after the door opened and slammed shut, Halli didn’t move.

“You know,” Thor said, “I still don’t want you topping me on the numbers, but you better not flunk out now. Everyone’s going to be disappointed in you if you do.”

“You’re not helping right now.” Halli choked back the inevitable tears. “And anyway, General, there’s not even anyone left to be disappointed in my failure to live up to my stupid potential.”

“Wait, but—”

Halli didn’t let him defend himself. Instead, she turned and stormed out of the room.

Expectations were stupid. At the end of the day, someone was going to be let down, anyway.

[zader]

Spilled his milk!

(tiny crux is Axon @zerio105 )