#I am having a blast with the sketches so far

[nosnexus]

Alrighty, first round:

Red: Liam and Preston (Crown of Candy)

Orange: The Orange Fairy (Neverafter)

Yellow: Colin Provolone (The Ravening War)

Green: Skip Takamori (Starstruck Odyssey)

Light blue: Lady Chirp Featherfowl (A Court of Fey and Flowers)

Dark blue: Ricky Matsui (Unsleeping City)

Violet: Andhera (A Court of Fey and Flowers)

Pink: Sundry Sidney (Starstruck Odyssey)

Second round:

Red: Raphaniel and/or Karna (The Ravening War)

Orange:

Yellow:

Green:

Light blue: Adaine Aberant (Fantasy High)

Dark blue:

Violet: Amethar (Crown of Candy)

Pink:

[kaihuntrr]

The Sea Prince; Betas and Sketches!

Hello! been a bit since ive done a sketch dump, but it isnt just a sketch dump, it's an announcement!

As @mewhoismyself and I work on the fic, we need an active set of beta readers! The two we have our wonderful, but to keep with the schedule, we need some extra hands and fresh eyes!

Hence, beta readers are once again open!

I am looking for two betas who are experienced in writing, and who are active to give their insights and feedback! currently, i am writing chapter 17, but while i do that, i'd need the feedback as soon as i can get it so i can prepare it for the chapter release dates. shoot a comment down below so i can check your account!

anyway, here's some doodles <3

ONE OF THESE IMAGES BELOW HAVE BLOOD. I AM WARNING YOU NOW.

first off, here's a joke made by a friend :> martyn is scott's babygirl, boom, its canon-

starting off, here's some silhouettes for the other princes ;D I can't reveal them, otherwise the surprise would be ruined! they're all based on different sea creatures, but they are just as scary as Prince Pearl and Prince Chromia. theres other designs i have to get to, but this is a sneak peak of the other terrors lurking in the dark.

speaking of, I got a fun doodle of em <3 the good thing about eating underwater is that they won't get all messy, but there are those times where an audience might watch them eat, they're messy eaters!

these two are pretty, but i really wanted to push their freakier, scarier sea prince sides! more slight changes, but they're both quite fun to draw! their contrasting designs are so much fun to draw together, i love these sillies! oh- and here's a bloodless version!

i absolutely LOVE my sea prince designs, scott and pearl just itch me the right way.

and before i pop off, here's some concept designs for joey and sausage, along with fwhip and gem! since gem is officially a lifer, i think her role in the story might be a bit more focused on, who knows!

wanted to make sure sausage didn't look like his pirates look :0c this au was originally before pirates smp, so i wanted to differentiate them somehow, so i pulled a lot from their empires' attire and see what works! what do you think?

finally, we have the cover art board! im planning to put this all in my pinned post the moment all the covers drop, but goodness, those eyes sure are pretty!

what do you think of the au so far? enjoying it? i hope you are! this au is such a blast <3

[hannahssimblr]

The road towards home is long and dark. The streetlights taper off after ten minutes, and as we reach the major stretch of road toward the beach, the only light is from passing cars and the faint glow of cats’ eyes under the moon's light. But the stars are out, clear and bright and spectacular. 

Evie and I have stopped saying things to each other. Initially, she was apologising for being too heavy, for borrowing my hoodie, for imposing and being an inconvenience in all the ways she could think of, but she was wrong. She’s a perfectly lovely passenger, whether she likes it or not.  

But it is quiet now, and I can’t think of anything acceptable to say to her. Perhaps it’s that the journey home is long, and with the extra weight, I am concentrating on keeping the bike balanced and upright. Maybe I am awkward and have forgotten how to converse with girls. Or maybe the comfortable silence feels more courteous to the sleeping countryside. 

About halfway through our journey, a silhouette rises, inky black against the deep blue sky, from behind a thicket of trees lining the road. A church. Several times in summers passed, I cycled as far as it, just to have something to do. 

Years ago, when my parents first bought the beach house, it was a community hall, then it was a meeting place for model railway enthusiasts. I used to watch them through the windows, waiting for them to notice me so I could say whatever rude thing I had saved up and run away, weaving through the crooked gravestones before they could catch me. 

It’s abandoned now, though nobody ever bothered to bolt up the door. I’ve been visiting on and off throughout my summers, sometimes just reading the graves, sketching, and poking around with the vague hope that I might find something interesting like a mummified skeleton or a book full of ancient secrets. 

Last year I brought Michelle, and she decided to give me an awkward blowjob in the pew. She didn’t want to kneel on the floor among the broken glass and discarded beer bottles so she sort of hovered over me in a frog pose, then had to stop because her thighs were cramping and she realised she was overcome with an unshakeable sense that God was judging her. She’s not even Christian. For me, it was the opposite, and I felt more like I was having something related to a religious experience, but I understood her point of view. 

There is something very Catholic about Evie Kilbride. I suspect she’ll like the inside of this church. Any church. Aren’t they known to enjoy ecclesiastical sites?  

“Do you want to see something?”

“Yeah.”

I turn my bike down a rocky path where all residual light vanishes, and the darkness envelops us. It’s more overgrown than it’s ever been, with twigs and branches lightly whipping against my arms and legs. When I skid to a halt thatch of nettles sting my ankle. I swear under my breath and rest my hands against the churchyard wall. I know that my eyes will adjust to the darkness, but I’m having a hard time seeing even what is one metre in front of my face.

I ask Evie to hand me my Nokia, and she snickers as she pulls it out of my hoodie pocket. “Nice phone. Is it the new Blackberry?��� 

It’s heavy and solid like a brick. “Ha ha. Can your Blackberry do this?” I find the right button and light blasts from the torch at the top of it. It’s a highly embarrassing piece of technology, the kind of gadget that someone like Liam would carry unironically, but it’s the only phone that has ever made sense for me to have. It doesn’t break no matter what I do to it. I have dropped it, kicked it, and left it out in the rain. Last week it survived a spin in the washing machine.

The light glances the jagged cap of the wall. It’s mossier and more dilapidated than last year. Nevertheless, it looks sturdy enough to hold me. With my phone in my mouth, I take a running jump at the wall, my hands finding purchase with ease. I remember when I was smaller, and this was so hard. All of those years ago when I was… I shine the light down at Evie, waiting expectantly at the bottom. 

…About her height. 

Once I have scanned the other side of the wall for any shopping trolleys or bits of rock that might complicate our landing, I turn back to find her struggling up the side of the wall. 

“Give me your hands.” I place the phone down and haul her up. She’s light, I knew that already, but she is nimble too. With a fluid swing of one long leg over the wall she sits facing me for a beat. Two. 

She drops my hands.

My torch surveys the other side one last time before I determine it's safe enough to leap off. I land with a soft thud on the overgrown grass, then reach for her again. 

“It’s too high.”

“I’ve got you.”

Slowly, she scoots to the edge of the wall and cautiously turns around to ease herself down the side. One foot scrapes along the side and I grab her immediately, my hands firm on her waist as I lower her to the ground. 

She’s breathing quite hard. 

“Are you alright?”

“Yes.”

“If you want to go home, I can take you home.”

“No, I want to stay.”

“Alright.”

My phone light shines onto the uneven ground, the mounds of grass, some flattened by footfall, some over grave sites, while the headstones jut from the earth in broken clusters. 

“Where are we?” she says. A snarl of blackberry briars tugs on my sock, and a rain beaten cider can in the middle crunches underfoot. 

“Oh, we’re in a graveyard.”

“Yeah. This way.”

I lead her to the church doors, which rattle as she reaches out and lays her hands flat against them. With her mouth agape, she stares up toward the steeple. 

“A church,” she breathes. “An abandoned church.”

God, she’s weird. 

“Can I show you what’s inside?”

“Is it safe?”

I shrug. “Yeah.”

The door is stiff as I push on it and it creaks open with the scrape of dried leaves against the tiles. The torch sends a beam of light down the aisle, punctuated with litter and debris. As she walks, I guide her gently away from any pieces of the broken window that have splintered on the floor.  

“There, look,” I say, and point the torch at the stained glass window above the altar. Remarkably, it is still intact, even when most else inside the church has been so thoroughly vandalised. “This is what I wanted you to see.”

She steps closer and stares at it for a long time. It’s a nice window, that much is objective. I have always liked the style of the religious figures. The woman, an angel, I think, with her long, languid shapes, has hands that meet in prayer as her long neck lolls to the side. A male figure kneels at her feet, a crystalline tear on his cheek as he weeps. About what I don’t know, it’s a scene I’d find in the Bible. maybe, if I ever became a person compelled to read it. Its appeal isn’t in its meaning so much as it is in its style. How gothic it is. The level of intricacy. 

“It’s incredible,” Evie says. 

“Yeah, I thought you’d like to see it.”

Her eyes dance with intrigue as moonlight shimmers through the glass and throws abstract colour over her face. “Thanks for showing me.”

“A bit emo, isn’t it? They both look so sad.”

When I glance at her, she's looking right back.

I want to kiss her. 

My eyes run all over her face, and my heart picks up in my chest. “Do you believe in ghosts?” 

“I d-”

I switch off the torchlight.

She shrieks, and just like that; I have successfully destroyed the moment. In the rafters above, a cauldron of bats comes to life, flapping and squeaking as Evie gasps, “Jude! Don’t do that!”

“Sorry! Are you scared?” I reach for her through the dark, finding her wrists, her pulse jumping under the skin. “I’ve got you, you’re fine.”

“That was mean,” she whimpers, and I feel bad. Usually, things like this are funny, and everyone thinks so, but I didn’t really take the time to consider how the outcome might be different in a church with a haunted ambience.

“It was, I’m sorry.” I switch the light back on and point it towards the ceiling so that she can see the bats retreating, and that none of them, in fact, are coming to bite her. 

She slips free of my grip and smoothes down her hair. “I could almost feel them clawing at my head.”

“They wouldn’t.”

“They might.”

Another shudder rips through her. “let’s get out of here. I can’t stand the thought of them coming back down and… getting me, or whatever.”

With a swift turn, she marches toward the door while I follow behind, sheepish, and more convinced than ever that something is indescribably wrong with me.

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[fanterfane]

Welcome to the Star Pride! (Sketch)

Here's a thing I've been working on with OccPixTFs (https://www.deviantart.com/occpixtfs)! Fayne beefcake lionification/twinning into Pix's OC Leo! Fayne had never really been a fan of old console games... Especially from consoles older than he was by more than a third of his lifespan. He'd just never understood the appeal of them, with their strange 8-bit graphics and esoteric genres. But when the local game shop closed down they had a closing sale where everything had to go, he had some spare time so figured he might as well give it a chance! The store owner seemed especially keen on getting rid of a specific Sega Genesis and a game for it named Star Pride Voyagers... (https://www.deviantart.com/occpixtfs/art/Star-Pride-Voyagers-199X-Mockup-Pixel-Art-959597243) He gave Fayne such a discount that he got the cartridge AND the console for just 20 bucks! What a steal!! It was honestly too good to be true... He took it home and with some effort, removed it from it's unassuming packaging. It was wrapped in a way that made it seem like they wanted to keep whatever was inside in, rather than keep it safe from whatever was outside... Which was strange to him but Fayne tried not to overthink it like he usually does. When he launched the game and dusted off the old console, the ginger boy was hit with a loud intro, narrated by a campy sounding macho lion! Sitting down, Fayne prepared for a blast from a past he'd never seen before! "Welcome to Star Pride Voyagers! We can see you're new here, but you've got the courage and power of a lionhearted Captain~! After this Training Tutorial, you'll be an ace pilot in no time!" Played the crispy ancient audio from his speakers... Sending a chill up the boy's spine. It was a strange intro, for sure. But Fayne wasn't worried at all until the console started crackling, and he felt static in the air. Then, he started to grow... and grow... and then bluish fur appeared on his skin and he knew he was in for it! Fayne had heard before that a group of lions is a pride, but he definitely wasn't ready to experience a lion's pride firsthand! Now he just needed to find his flightsuit...and his ship, for that matter~ This is probably one of the gayest things I've ever drawn. It took a lot of willpower for me to get myself to make a true male on male transformation/corruption piece with a masculine framing, but it worked out in the end! Tell me what you think. Is it too far for your tastes? Or are you happy to explore new things? I for one am excited to learn more about masculinity and gender in a positive way!! Originally finished in September 2023!

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[drkineildwicks]

More BH6

“Welcome to Noodle Burger, may I take your order?” “Yeah hi we want a cheeseburger Kawaii meal with a coke and uh…three?  Four Kokyuna meals—you want cheeseburgers or the chicken noodle burger?” Hiro asked, looking at Knox from his perch on his back.  Knox huffed.  “Make them the chicken Kokyuna meals.”  Look back at Obake.  “What about you, you want anything?” “No, I do not.” “Are you seriously sulking right now?” “Yes I am sulking you’re taking a monster through a drive-thru.”

Been working more on the sequel to (Not So) Hated by Life Itself this past weekend (read it now on FFN and AO3), so have some more art for it.  For those of you just tuning in, the Live and Learn AU involves Obake accidentally being blasted back in time to a little before the events of the movie, as a teenager.  Shenanigans ensue, as they do.

I mentioned before that I had finished “Prey Date” a while back and this art piece was finished well before that—think I sketched it up when I first started working on the episode and then finished it up for BH6 month.  As for the title of the piece, "Four-fifty-nine at the window"…that’s what a cheeseburger Happy Meal with a Coke used to cost through the nineties and the early 2000s—I got so many of those in my childhood that that number is a core memory. X’D

So.  So far we’re at 378 pages, 153+k words, 27 consecutive chapters, somewhere between a third and halfway through, and I’m once again in the situation I was in last year when I suddenly had the big burst on the first book: stuck on my laptop in the living room because my big computer decided to go blooey.

Hit it.

Big Hero 6 © 2014 Disney

Done in Adobe Photoshop.

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[apocalypticdemon]

nine people i want to get to know better!!

i was tagged by the lovely @clandestinegardenias!! thank you!

Last Song: I-E-A-I-A-I-O by System of a Down! i've been branching out of my heavy metal rut of the last 6 months, but System of a Down still slaps really hard.

Favorite Color: hmmmm i really like lush jewel tones, so i think i have to go with like a deep burgundy right now, but the green of spring vegetation in full sun is a very, very close second

Currently Watching: well. i'm in the middle of a The Terror rewatch right now (again....) but the literal last thing I just watched was the IndyCar Grand Prix in Laguna Seca Raceway in Monterey, CA. but in terms of new shows, i'm not watching new stuff rn.

Last Movie: Mad God. what a fucking trip that film is. jesus. stop-motion horror film. visually gorgeous. disgusting. it was my second time watching it, and it was again really gross and not super linear and 100% up my alley. it was so bizarre, but i am CAPTIVATED by the music (since there is no dialogue; it's only music and sfx) and i want to write a paper on it so so sososo badly.

Currently Reading: currently juggling Captain Crozier: Last Man Standing, Les Miserables, and The Wager! They're all good in their own respects, but very very different from one another, as well. The Crozier bio is a little bit lighter than I was expecting, The Wager more narrative than I was expecting, and Les Mis thus far has just been slow, but i'm in the early pages for everything but the Crozier biography, so i'm still getting used to them. Also I started Persuasion by Jane Austen last month, but haven't gotten very far yet.

Sweet, Spicy, or Savory? they all have their place, but i have such a bad sweet tooth. it trumps almost everything for me. i love sugar.

Relationship: single! i've been single since like.... my sophomore year of high school? and i'm halfway through my master's now, so it's been.... i think i'll have been single for a decade exactly this year, on my birthday. but also i'm extremely aromantic so. that does contribute to that, lmao

Current Obsession: oh it's definitely The Terror. Very much so. but IndyCar is also a quiet sports obsession of mine and i am starting to get In The Weeds for it this year. i deliberately chose to pay more attention after the 500 this year, but i've been meaning to follow the full season for a few years now, and it's been a blast! really nice to watch tbh. it's fascinating stuff, and one of the only sports i can really, truly sink my mental teeth into. also i have been crocheting like mad recently, bc it keeps me entertained and Makes Things!

Last Googled: tire strategy and regulations in IndyCar races, the differences in those regulations between oval and road courses, and the literal difference in composition between alternate and primary tires. very cool stuff. to me, at least, lmao

Currently Working On: jotting down ideas for the next two terror fics i want to work on/sketching out the plots and adaptations for both of them, getting fully trained at my job, and like 3 separate crochet projects. i have. a very scattered brain. also mentally gearing up for my second year of my master's, which is frightening, considering that i have to Write A Thesis soon lmao

oh lordt i don't know if i have 9 people to tag, but i'll tag a few: @imwritesometimes, @jbloopers, @sweetenby, @silkenbutterfly7 - if any of you want to participate, please do!

[horsesteak]

“Now thank the good lordy above this absolute belter of a nook is still open in the wee hours of the day!”

The sudden blast of energy the newcomer radiated as his voice joyfully boomed through the tiny, cramped eatery was an immediate overdose for the overworked waitress. It was far too late (or rather, early, according to the man) for this sort of social interaction.

Check out Everything and Nothing by beans (with 6 e's and 6 a's) on AO3! Also check out my co-artist @gearbroth 's (!!!) art on their blog!

For the 2023 TF2 Big Bang! @tf2bigbang

~~~

See below for bonus sketches and infodump!

It's been a while since I did a big art piece like this. It was fun, and it got me experimenting with watercolour pencils for the first time. I'm still learning the craft, and as much as I want my first ever watercolour painting to be perfect, it'll have to do. I'm satisfied with my attempt this time.

Although I do wish I could capture the painting in a higher resolution; phone camera and scanner couldn't cut it, everything is still a bit blurry. Here's the best I can take on my phone:

It's also the original colours, before digital shenanigans were done to it. The work of a sleep deprived art wizard waving his silly little magic wand tool to get everything to look nicer.

The original concept for this mini-comic came to me while I was sitting under a tree, halfheartedly trying to study for my two exams the next day. I quickly sketched this:

I honestly like the lineart of this sketch better than the final. What could be better than demo's sparkley anime eyes?

I was excited I finally came up with an idea after being high and dry for weeks. Basically my mental state:

I was going to have Demo stride in, burst through that door with exuberant energy that filled the Spy's shitty dead-end cafe. And also showcase his traditional Scottish garb, which let me tell you is a whole rabbithole that I eagerly leapt into while researching for cultural accuracy. (I tend rely on real life references alot. Trying to branch out to stylised drawing would be cool.)

What happened next were these little sketches on post-it notes. I draw on them first before committing paper because...it's fun :)

Also in this case, this is a comic, so I could rearrange the drawings how I liked, so this was actually goated.

In the second image, see another case of liking the lineart more than the final. I had half a mind to keep that sketch of Spy and paint over it, but that wasn't watercolour paper, so no... :(

I was surprised how well the sketches turned out. Bloody hell, I'm an artistic genius! Now lets see how that translates to paint, eh? Well, you already know.

Some things to improve on, personally, is to make the lineart cleaner next time, so the paint doesn't mix with the pencil to make this weird greyish colour. Anatomy, always. Clothing folds is another big one. And finally, time management. Man, art is a passion, but damn does having too little time screw my art quality over. Well as they say, scarcity breeds innovation.

If you've made it this far, I am putting a virtual turtle (vurtle) in your hand, because turtles are cool, and you are too.

As a bonus bonus to this info-dump, have the original concept sketch while I was feeling out how to draw Demo in formal Scottish suit and kilt.

THAT IS ALL.

[trappedtowers]

The Threat of Nemesis

Nobody knows where it came from, or how it came to be. All that's known within The Valley wastelands is that you must avoid it at all costs. If you are spotted, there is but 2 options for survival

Hide

Run

Though, both may not get you far. Even if you do escape, there's still her off-spawn to deal with. Hatched from the eggs, they come in various forms - but they all have one goal in mind. To alert Nemesis of potential prey, bringing it out of its volcano for yet another hunt.

There are few ways that are known to weaken it, or perhaps even defeat it. When The Phalanx was still around, they held a codex which contained the power to defeat the beast - just by throwing the scripture in its mouth! However, the codex was attempted to be used upon the beasts initial arrival, but to little success.

In more recent times however, Terra has been hard at work theory crafting using remenants of photocopied pages of the codex. Writings that could be turned into power. Power that could be turned into a machine that could blast Nemesis into bits... however, they lack the resources and engineering skill to build such a thing. The Valley can only provide so much, both in terms of power and room for learning. Nemesis makes it quite difficult.

However, someday perhaps, Nemesis will be defeated, and Alton Towers may roam free again...

(Hi guys, hope you enjoyed the Nemesis lore post hehe. This is very much only the baseline, but gives enough to work with. Don't think I missed anything but hey I'm tired. Art is a sketched concept by yours truly. I am still learning how to draw the big girl hehe)

[kellterntempest]

colored the sketch for the Android!Robotnik AU

The AI android Stone was assigned to has taken an exceptional interest in him....  👀

short little ficlet

Agent Stone had been reassigned, and it all had happened so fast. He was handpicked by Commander Walters himself for a top secret research project. Being pulled from combat deployment back to G.U.N.’s research department was jarring. But he was adaptable - and it was a welcome change. 

He had read in depth all the project files early that morning before he arrived. Project I.V.O: a highly advanced artificial intelligence that would be given a mobile form. An android. A secret weapon like nothing ever created before. He was designated as the AI’s handler during its building phase, while the robotics team finished designing and manufacturing the body.

Stone entered the main lab with his laptop case hanging over his shoulder. It was darker than he expected it to be, and it was pleasantly warmer as well. From the sheer amount of computers running, even the air conditioning on full blast wasn’t keeping it the usual chill temperature of the science offices.

He passed the computers and servers, looking for I.V.O itself. They had already started the construction of the android body in a primitive form so far. It was standing in the center of the room.

Thousands of braided wires and cables were draped over metal bones like muscles and nerves. At the top of the mass of metal and cables was smooth metal plating that resembled something similar to a human head, with two eye sockets. One arm had been roughly constructed for it so far. The left arm had a long, skeletal hand with silicone fingertips attached at the ends. It was hanging down by the side of the body.

It would be frightening, if Stone hadn’t found it so incredibly fascinating.

“Who… are you?”

Stone stopped, whirling around, looking for the source of what had spoken to him. It was a metallic, echoed sound that closely imitated a human voice.

“Come closer.” The voice commanded. 

It could only have been the AI, no one else was in the room. But all communication with I.V.O. had previously been digital up to this point. Had it programmed itself a voice generator, all on its own?

“I have not scanned you before.” The voice sounded almost curious. The AI began activating its facial recognition software, searching for him.

“I’m Agent Stone. I’m your new handler. You must be…. Ivo?”

“Yes, I am the culmination of Project I.V.O. I function perfectly fine without a handler.”

“How are you speaking to me right now? This is incredible!” Stone set his laptop case on the desk, enraptured by this sudden development. He stared in wonder at the AI.

“That is a stupid question.” Lights flashed from inside the head, where the eyes would be. “When will the creation of my shell be finished? I have been waiting a very long time. I was promised a mobile body.”

Stone raised his eyebrows. Not only was the AI speaking now, it had quite the attitude. “It’s still in progress. I don’t know when.”

“You do not know much, do you?”

“I know enough.” Stone replied, caught off guard by the sarcastic remark. “Now, I have some tests to run with you. Is that alright?” He started unloading his case, taking out his tablet and laptop and placing them on the desk.

Lights flickered again slowly in Ivo’s eyes. The AI didn’t respond for several moments. “I have never been asked that.”

Stone hadn’t even realized he said it. Asking a computer if it was okay with running a program? He supposed now, it did sound pretty dumb to say it. But this was an incredibly advanced AI, not just some computer program. There was a heated debate among the science team if Project I.V.O had gained sentience. Stone hadn’t believed it - but now, speaking face to face with this… he wasn’t sure anymore.

“What kind of tests are scheduled today?” Ivo asked.

“They are planning to integrate you with all of our building systems. The goal is to have all security systems, HVAC systems automated, you’ll be running everything, even the data servers and satellites. Eventually, they want to see if you can handle remote weapons.”

“Yes, I know this.” Ivo interrupted him, sounding somewhat annoyed. ”What are you doing here today,” there was a whirring noise, then it spoke again. “Agent Stone?”

“I’m going to upgrade your access codes, and we’ll record how well you do with the new objectives.”

The AI whirred again for a couple seconds, its lights blinking faster than before. “It’s about time! Give me the codes."

The access port was in its chest. Stone moved closer to the mass of wires and metal, flash drive in hand.

He searched for the access port, plugging the drive in.

All of a sudden, Ivo’s left arm moved, reaching for Stone.

Stone’s breath left his body, startled at the sudden movement. Instinctively he jolted backwards, but the hand was too quick. The skeletal hand came up to Stone’s face, gently touching his jaw.

“You are different from the rest that have come before.” Ivo spoke, looking directly at him, his eyes shining steadily.

Stone swallowed loudly, his pulse racing. A thrill of fear was running through him. He hadn’t felt this alive in a long time. “H-how so?”

“Analysis undetermined, Agent Stone.”

[omegaslostwine]

Original story Wip

Old 'Alpha's log.

Date: Third of the 5th blast, radial year 2604.

Location: Apex, 3rd Center Level.

Science department 6, MT's log entry for whoever might find this...

So...

Maybe you don't know me, although I doubt it. I'm hard to forget. But in case you don't recognize my existence, let me tell you that what you have in your hands now is a piece of the truth, the one that no one wants you to know. It may not be easy to understand. If this ever changes, if anyone ever finally listens to me, I don't think they will understand a single word of this log. But that's no reason for me to stop, no. If your minds have changed and our reality is different now, I only need to do one thing for you to get it. Start from the beginning.

Today I found a card: a piece of smooth cardboard, for those who don't know.

Yes, a piece of paper.

I can't remember the last time I saw real paper, much less printed paper. The card brought such an unusual drawing .

I had to look it up, since it was an archaic artifact. It was a spyglass, a kind of portable glass that it was looking upwards.

A Spyglass... Shit, keeping this image now could easily land me in jail.

Here and now, in Proxima B, this is almost a sacrilege.

THIS drawing of a staring eye looking at the sky, endowed with wings, taking off far from the city. It is a call to study the universe. A gem for any decent scientist, but a dangerous catalyst for law enforcement officers.

So it is not surprising that it is strictly prohibited.

Few know why, but those more sagacious do.

The truth is that our story does not begin in this ruined world. No, everything begins in a brighter place, where the sun sets below the horizon and in the darkness of the so-called night, you can see the thousands of stars that surround us even today.

Maybe you already know it now, but at this moment, all this information is prohibited by the Power Cabinet. They don't want you to know. They don't want you to look up.

This place of eternal twilight is the only thing we know and are allowed to know.

The blackened sky can only be seen from where the frozen air would kill you in seconds, and the blazing light from the other side of the planet would burn you alive as soon as you leave what we know as the “habitable zone.”

So we are forced to live here, piled up within this stripe in the middle of the day and night, where a reddish gloom never lets us see the starry sky.

Nobody cares though. They do not have the imagination to see beyond the visible. They don't know anything else that doesn't come from the screens around us, and their little brains don't conceive of anything else.

Rats always go for the cheese. And those at the top know how to provide for these pests.

That's Proxima B, a well-planned prison for a bunch of weak-minded rodents.

So this card is almost a gift for me, being a human thirsty for answers in a world that rejects wit.

It is reliable proof that I am right, that there were others before us. Beings who looked up at the sky and managed to conquer it.

That is what I need. This is how I will be able to create what they ask of me.

I can't stop now. I know that the answers I seek are in our past and now I just need to follow this invisible thread that connects the card to our history.

Only then I will find the origin of Proxima and the truth about humanity.

That will be my contribution to science. To this day...

The Hylum will the next...

Log signature: Mayzon Thorne

This was made with a prompt from a literature workshop I'm in. But it has a lot of information about the context of my original story 'Echoes'.

The prompt was to use the cards image of a spyglass.

You can take this as an additional content. A flash back of Mayzon's first steps before becoming 'Alpha'.

Ps: sorry if it bother someone. But the image was made with one of my sketches and Leonardo ai because I didn't want to draw. 🙏

You can find the sketches of alpha in my Tumblr.

[thebaroness-art]

🌊 Aqua Art Challenge (Raffle) Prizes! 🌊

Congratulations to the winners of the Raffle! After way too long, here I present you the gorgeous characters I had the honor of working on:

Ferenir belongs to @the-flame-blade Amelia belongs to @thewitchpainter-art Artedil belongs to nothlirien on Instagram Daricelly Mooness belongs to daricellymooness on Instagram Corey belongs to @letho-arts

Thanks to everyone! Feel free to contact me in private, so I can send you the full resolution files and the PNGs for the tokens!

The next challenge won't probably come so soon since I can barely take care of anything else other than work and school exercises, but do stay tuned, for there will be plenty of things to celebrate!

Right ahead, personal and blog updates!

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I AM ALIVE!! I completed the first half of the master class I've taken, so I'm finally free to resume things from where I left off, with some news!

I'm changing the purpose of my Instagram profile to... simple art corner! I'm going to spam whatever nice thing I feel like sharing, from the most messy quick sketch to the most refined masterpiece I can create, for the sake of sharing and connecting with y'all! My Artstation will become the ExtraPolished(TM) portal to check my works for professional purposes, but for what concerns the rest, I really want to get back to have fun with social media.

Why not, after all? Before they became a whole stressful mess with algorithm problems and stuff like that, sharing things was a mean to create chances of interaction! I think I've been neglecting that side of my activity online for way too long, and I can't wait to get more in touch with everyone.

With all of that said, I'll be on vacation for the next month, but the prizes of the DTIYS are finally in the making together with a few more personal pieces I've been delaying for too long! Plus, I'll reorganize and share my best exercises for this course, because goodness, that was a blast of inspiration and improvement! Hopefully you'll think the same on the long run 😊

Thanks for making it this far, I'll see you all very soon! . . . . . . #artchallenge2023 #paintedsketch #ttrpgart #portrait #digitalart #dnd #pathfinderrpg #commissionsopen

[livingfictional]

hiii i love your rdr2 writing & matchups!! if your still accepting requests i'd like to make one (⌒▽⌒)

i don't use labels for gender & sexuality (aside from being asexual) but am pretty masculine and like all, regardless of gender, and my pronouns are he/him :3

about me, uhh,, im vegetarian, my favorite animal is the octopus, ive actually recently started playing rdr2 (after playing rdr1 quite a bit on my switch), my favorite characters so far is arthur of course but also javier (whenever i can find him?? i hardly see him in game </3), my dream job would be to be a paramedic if not for aforementioned chronic illness, i have a weird paradox of being somewhat strong (yayy muscles slowly growing from like half workouts and walking) while also being weak, and i cant rly do things for a long time lest i get a 200 bpm, but can still pick people up. im also punk!! better yet actually cripple punk :3

for hobbies, i enjoy reading, especially non fiction; classic lit, and danmei my friends have forced me into, video games as aforementioned (hades, gi, and ace attorney being other favs), i make art of many kinds but mainly physical sketches, i loovvvee music despite knowing absolutely nothing about it mechanically, i enjoy writing literally just fanfiction and some cringy poetry here and there, and i do tarot!!!

as for personality: with strangers i can range from actually rather confident to a bit shy but willing to talk (contributed by my goal of complimenting least one person each time i go out, its great!!), quite intuitive, can improv quite well in many scenarios, mainly w humor, friends would call me.. probably laid back with a big heart, also easy to talk to—thats actually something ive been told a few times. but i also have this lovely habit of bottling up my feelings to no end for a negative trait—and though thats been getting better, i can still never cry in front of ppl. i can also get irritable rather often because of adhd and anxiety </3. and ihave a potty mouth which i have to control around others,,

for likes: loud music/concerts but quiet rooms, cats, nu metal, uhh....what do i like... aforementioned video games, cold treats (though its not like i can eat/drink hot things..) plushies, trying new foods and going to restaurants!!! my idea of a fun time is an interesting restaurant/cafe. i also like matcha a lot, just odd foods in general, i also have chickens and they are an absolute blast to have long as they arent acting up (which i suppose would be relevant in the rdr world), and an odd love: yogurt/white chocolate covered pretzels. its delicious you gotta believe me

as for dislikes: rude people. not nice people. bigots. assholes. any variation or synonym of the type, also people who mistreat kids and dont know how tf kids brains work too—personal pet peeve. and people who dont like cats. always a red flag. but other than that not many things,, i consider myself open minded

woaw didnt mean to write an essay;,, augh anyways thank you for even reading my request, much love (*´ω｀*) and no pressure to write anything relating to disability if ur not comfortable/confident/just dont want to!!

Maaaan, having chickens sounds so fun. They're so cute 🥹

I match you up with... Charles!

Charles, just like you, is quite open minded as well.

The kind of person to go for quiet walks with you, never rushes you. He likes to just stroll through the forests near Valentine with you, just talking about anything and everything.

Well, he doesn't talk that much, but he definitely listens.

On the subject of that, he's a great listener. Mutter something quietly about craving a certain food, he's on his way to get it, if possible. You saw a thing you liked in the store window? Let's go in and get it.

Charles just wants the best for you, trying to spoil you as much as he can.

[dynamic-k]

Red Menace AU details

One of my very first AU ideas that started off as a one-shot and then hopelessly spiraled into a full blown series.

So, the idea is, what if Dark survived Second's blast in the Showdown, recovered, and sought revenge and is basically a jerk for the entire AU and doesn't get a redemption arc.

The entire series (so far, it's not quite done) is here:

I like doodling and sketching on the occasion I have the time for it, but I am NOT an "accomplished artist", or at least I don't compare to at least 90% of everyone else on tumblr.

So might as well use my tumblr for talking about my writing, I guess.

I mainly dwell on the Archive.

[thewandererh]

HII wait are you THE the Wanderer (like the one on yt)??? Really sorry if not and I’m mistaking you for the wrong person here

In any case! I love the way you draw iterators and slugcats SO MUCH??? Like your style is just so incredibly eye-pleasing and wonderful to look at I am in incredible awe. Anyway uhm. Yeah! Scuttles away

(- @strandedaylily)

yes!!! i am :]!! the one who animated tr on yt yeash thats me💥. and its you!! the real strandedaylily,, reposted some of ur stuff recently to show it off f4 answering this. love ur thingers :DD✨

and thanku sm 😭😭 that means??? so much??!? its been a journey finding my style and i love that u love it sm!! i have a few diff styles for iterators and slugcats, and whipped up these fast sketchy style analysis sheets last night.

observe:

Iterator Styles

I have two main styles for iterators: chibi and humanoid-ish. round head vs oval head with a cheek curve (cheek curve is a staple of my style. was actually against it when drawing iterators with it for the first time, yet it’s become such a signature now XD. I love it a lot huhu). here is an example with my lovely boy Twine (he is not the main antagonist despite his mischievous posings). also!! slim eyes for devious characters, like twine and shadows (and leaves, unwillingly /lore). the two ogs 💛 with their yellow jack-o-lantern faces. theres a phrase i made up a bit ago: you can’t spell wanderer without jack-o-lantern-faced iterator, can you?

got better with posing over the years but im still struggling with fabric and cloaks </3

Slugcat Styles

now for slugcats, its evolved a different way. rather with two stages, they have a few more. when i first discovered rainworld, i had a very simple way of drawing. u heads and 3 fingers and toes, aswell with really odd aggressively-digi legs. and then it evolved when i learned “sketching” (blotting down odd shapes with barely any sense of proportion. balls for the elbows, no line of action, eyeing it and getting anatomy wrong lol) and things got really disproportionate. theres more stages, but i made a few complex and simple examples of my style over the years :]!! maybe i put too much effort into it but it was interesting to figure out!!

theres some timeskips in the big timeline one, and some other arts of mine might showcase style changes a bit better, and this is only my digital gallery, but oh well!!! whats done is done until its undone💥 /ghibli movie reference

didn’t do iterators or general effects-and-tidbits-i’ve-learned (shading, rendering, lineart, etc) bc i’ve spent so much time already. so you get SLUGCAT BEAM BLASTED💥💥. all this art ranges from 2019-2024 (the years i’ve been a rainworld fan :])

yes i spent hours analyzing my old and new art just for fun but i think i learned something. thanks for asking this and putting a big smile on my face :]!! have a good day you (and anyone else whos reading this. thx for reading so far and so much💛✨!!)

[crownleys]

Hi! 6, 8 and 13 of the da4 hype asks? 💙

6. Do you have your Rook(s) planned out to any degree? If so, would you share some details or ideas you have?

I definitely have my first Rook planned out! She's the daughter of my and my friend @swordsandspectacles's PCs from a campaign of the Dragon Age TTRPG system we played together! Her name is Meantán Cilleanach, and she's a scrappy little half-elf rouge. I'm planning for her to be a Veil Jumper because nothing would give her parents heart attacks faster <3. Here's a little sketch of her from a few years ago! She has bright red hair just like her dad.

8. What faction are you most excited to learn more about?

I'm sort of generally excited for all of them! I haven't read any of the books/comics so I'm not familiar with any of the lore from those. I think the Veil Jumpers and Shadow Dragons feel really cool and fun, I'm very interested in seeing what the Grey Wardens have been up to in all this time. I think the Lords of Fortune sound really cool (though I think I'm not as interested in playing that backstory as of right now!), and obviously the Crows are a classic.

13. What's one thing you've seen confirmed so far that you're a fan of?

There's been a few things! The biggest is that you can play a Grey Warden again -- I LOVE the Wardens and am so excited to make a PC for that background. I also think the new combat looks really fun -- I do wish you had more abilities, but I think the more dynamic and action-filled combat is going to be a blast. Especially in contrast to the 'stand still and hold a button' type of combat in Inquisition, especially if you play a mage. I love to play mage characters, so I'm really looking forward to that gameplay!

Thank you for the asks, dear!!

[undefeatablesin]

Page 8 of Altar is finished, 9 just needs to be lined and coloured ✨️ I have 3 requests to work on in the meantime and have been having a real blast with them all omg...since starting Altar I haven't really taken the time to sketch or play around much in the drawing department because I am always so keen to get to work on pages SO!!! Sketch reqs have been a real breath of fresh air, thank you everyone who has taken part so far, you are all a gift to me 💙