#I honestly just think my art is boring

[kaitaiga]

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[afrouniverse]

This was something I drew around.. February? March? I don't remember, I have a horrible sense of the passage of time

Basically this is just a scene I drew out for my SCP fanfic, which I was planning to include inside the fic itself, but unfortunately Ao3 kept insisting that it's too big and therefore couldn't be included. I was bummed out and just forgot to share it. So here it is now!

[orionnotpax]

Anyone want a custom colored @/Heartfullofleeches inspired Nighlight Darling??

[luna-the-bard]

Am I cooking with this or

Bonus magma doodles featuring my friend’s oc Kala:

[yellowocaballero]

Been a fan of your fics for YEARS. I was just telling my friend how despite how much I read fics I never actually love them, with some of your fics (especially TMA) as the exception. Felt the need to reread some of them and saw you reblogged some ISAT fanart. So. Any thoughts on ISAT you'd like to share?

Hope you have a wonderful day!! So happy I found your fics again!!

I avoided answering this for a while because I was trying to think of a way to cohesively and coherently vocalize my thoughts on In Stars and Time. I have given up because I don't want to hold everybody here all day and I have accepted that my thoughts are just pterodactyl screeching.

I love it so much. I have so much to say on it. It drove me bonkers for like a week straight. I have AUs. It's absolute Megbait. They're just a little Snufkin and they're having the worst experience of anybody's life. Ludonarratives my fucking beloved.

I am going to talk about the prologue.

The prologue is such a fascinating experience. You crack open the game and immediately begin checking off all of the little genre boxes: mage, warrior, researcher, you're the rogue...some little kid who's there for some reason...alright, you know the score. You're in yet another indie Earthbound RPG, these are your generic characters, let's get the ball rolling.

Except then you realize that these characters are people. You feel instantly how you've entered the game at its last dungeon, at the end of the adventure. They have their own in-jokes, histories, backgrounds, adventures. They get along well and they're obviously close, but not in a twee or unrealistic way. They have so much chemistry and spirit and life. I fell in love with them so quickly.

But Sif doesn't. Sif kind of hates them, because they will not stop saying the same damn thing. They walk the same paths, do the same things, make the same jokes, expect Sif to say the same lines. They keep referencing a Sif we do not see, with jokes we never see him make and heroic personality he never shows - they reference a Sif who is dead - and Sif can't handle that, so he kills them too.

They become only an exercise in tedious frustration. Sif button mashes through their dialogue, Sif mindlessly clicks the same dialogue options, Sif skips through the tutorial, Sif blows through the puzzles. Sif turns their world into a video game. Sif is playing a generic RPG. Sif forgets their names. They are no longer people with in-jokes, histories, backgrounds, adventures. They're the mage, the warrior, the researcher, and...some random kid.

I did not understand the Kid's presence at first. I had no idea what they contributed to the game. They didn't do anything. As a party member in a video game, they're a bit useless. Why is the Kid there?

Because Sif's life isn't a video game. Because the kid isn't 'the kid'. They're Bonnie. Bonnie, who the party loves. Why is Bonnie there? Because they love them. There is no room for Bonnie in the boring RPG that Sif is playing. And then you realize that Sif is wrong, and that they've lost something extremely important, and that they'll never escape without it.

Watching the prologue before watching ISAT gave ISAT the most unique air of dread and horror, because you crack open ISAT and you see the person Sif used to be. You realize that Sif used to be a person. Sif used to be the person who made jokes, who gave real smiles, who interacted with the world as if they are a part of it. And you know you are sitting down to watch Sif lose everything that made them a person, to lose everything that made them a member of this world, and turn them into a character in a video game who doesn't understand the point of Bonnie at all.

At the climax of the game, when the others realize that something is deeply wrong and that Sif physically cannot tell them, they realize that there is nothing they can do. So Bonnie declares snacktime. And for the first time they have snacktime.

What is snacktime? Classic JRPGs don't have snacktime. There's literally no point to a snacktime - not in a video game, and not in Sif's terrible life. It's not fixing this, because nothing can fix this. But Bonnie gives Sif a cookie and Sif eats it.

It's meaningless. It's a cutscene. It didn't save Sif and it didn't change a thing. It will make no difference in the end.

But it did make the difference. It made all of the difference in the world. Bonnie is a character who you really don't understand the point of before you realize that Bonnie was the entire point.

ISAT is about comfort media. Why do we play the same video games over and over again? Why do we avoid watching the finale of our favorite shows? What is truly comforting: a story with no conflict, or a story where you always know what is about to happen? Do you want to live in a scary, uncontrollable world, or do you want to play Stardew Valley? Do you want a person or a character?

When I beat Earthbound for the first time (and if you don't know, the prologue/ISAT battle system is just Mother) and watched the ending cutscene where the characters part ways and say goodbye...I felt a little bit sad. I wanted them to be together forever. But that's something only characters could ever be.

[moeblob]

So it occurs to me that I posted most of their lore on my OC blog (though a few posts on here have the story info) and honestly I think it's very important to note that the entire reason a guy from Florida is recruited to help defeat the demon lord isn't him as the hero. His younger brother (by about ten years younger) is the Chosen Hero and... not very good at it. So the goddess (Solei) who had selected the hero has to begrudgingly go back to earth and convince his older brother to help save her world.

(Also Reynold admits to Solei that "Sascha could never be a bad influence. He's the best impulse control I've ever had" and she really doesn't like to hear it. That's terrifying.)

[koszmarnybudyn]

I surely do love evil creepy radio man.

[disposal-blueeee]

halloween thing i drew for an art trade with @cherry-207 ! she asked for edgar and scri dressed as angel and devil . you can see her part here !

edgar vargas belongs to jhonen vasquez

scriabin belongs to @zarla-s

[shokveyv]

You doing okay? Wasn’t aware you came back but the mention of cancer got me a little sad. Hope you’re doing okay, your artwork is inspiring and your animation are so amazing. You have amazing talents.

I am okay ^_^ the brain cancer has been reccurent since i was five years old. i'm not in fear of life. it is with me forever. thank you for watching the art!

[glindyupland]

I just think it’s silly that so many people complain about Villain Amaya as “wasted potential” and that “we were robbed” like-

My pals, post canon fan fiction is right there. The desire to free her husband is right there. Either by touching an evil book while being too eager to remember the obsidian oil, or being possessed by contact (ie what she believes is true loves kiss) when trying to reason with him in the dungeon.

We don’t need a rewrite, we can have a continuation. Both can be true. Amaya is a complex character, she can handle it.

[scaredgirlsilly]

a lil short story i wrote. under the cut cause its kinda long. about love, devotion, isolation, and the ocean. maybe a lil yuri too.

Her Love

"You know, everyone else says im crazy."

The sound of the waves fill the night air, the beach solely illuminated by the full moon bouncing off the water.

"They say... They say I need help. They say that *they* are gonna help me. Pfft. Fat fuckin chance. Like they ever cared about me."

A young woman sits on the shore with her legs drawn into her chest, the waves lapping at the sand only a few feet away. Her eyes are filled with tears. Salty. Just like her love.

"They... They never fucking cared. No one ever called or- or texted, no contact for months. Months! As soon as I say that I'm gonna... They make a huge fuckin deal about it. But- But when have they ever cared?! Never! Not fuckin once."

The waves have finally reached her feet, and she relaxes as it brushes against her. She looks at the ocean, and a faint smile crosses her face.

"I'm doing this for me. They can all.. I don't know... Cry at the funeral. But this... This will be the first time I make a decision for me. For us."

The ocean has reached ankle depth, and she feels the pull of the tides as it goes back out to sea. Her lover is calling for her, beckoning for their consummation.

"I... heh... I think I'm scared. I... I don't know whats on the other side. I mean... I know you'll be there for me, like you always have, but it's... it's alot I guess..."

She wipes away her tears and snot, and holds her hand out to her lover. The pull of the waves feels like a welcome home she never got to experience. Finally, someone who actually *wants* her. Someone who, no matter what, wants to be with her. Forever.

"Well... It's now or never I suppose... I- I love you."

The waves surge as if in response. A call of love back. But she knows better.

She gets up, the tide now at her shins, the pull of the waves making it hard to stand. Butterflies fill her stomach. Just the feeling of the waves pulling her, no one has ever wanted her like her lover wants her now. That thought fills her mind with all kinds of feelings. Anger that those around her only used her, sadness that she could not live a life with her peers, but also a deep sense of content. Finally, someone, *anyone*, wants her. *Needs her*. Someone finally loves her as much as she loves them.

She steps into the waves, wading into the freezing ocean. Her teeth chatter, her legs are numb, and her smile is beaming. Her tears have stopped, and all she is thinking about is her lover.

As she walks farther, she gets to the point where she cant walk anymore. She starts to swim, about another 10 to 15 feet. There, it can finally happen. They can be one.

As she gets to where she wanted to be, she giggles as the waves try to push her under. Like a partner playfully pulling her to bed, she must remind her lover that she will do it when shes ready.

"Be patient silly," she giggles to her lover.

Finally. It's time. The freezing waters of her lover numb her body. Its hard to tell where her body ends, and where her lover begins. Exactly how she wanted it.

She dives under the waves, tring to go as far down as she can, to have as much of her lover around her as possible. Her lungs ache, her limbs sting from the cold, and her heart is full with a love she has never experienced. Finally, her time has come. To show her love exactly how much she wants to be together. Together forever.

There, in the dark water of her lover, the only light from the moon overhead, she takes a moment to steel herself. To fight back thousands of years of evolution, for one solitary moment of devotion. To the only one who ever truly loved her.

She opens her mouth, whispers a silent "I love you", and breathes in.

The water fills her lungs instantly, like it was all it ever wanted to do. It burns like no pain has before, as she flails under the water uselessly. The light of the moon grows dimmer, the cold of the water seems farther away than ever, and the smile on her face has never been wider.

Finally. She is one with her lover. And it couldn't have been any better.

[verflares]

lying face down on the floor. there are so many things to draw always. that is so crazy

[100-gar]

Controversial take but i watched all of jjk, in subbed, so it had my full attention 100% of the time, and i am of the opinion that it just fucking sucks.

So me and my wife were talking about it, and we were trying to figure out why people like it and we've come up short. I do not understand what's so appealing about this show for so many people. Can someone PLEASE tell me.

[ocarinaofpride]

sometimes the popular interpretations of a character can be very wrong/kinda boring. maybe referring to sephiroth here….

[thedevotionaltour]

i havent even read enough gl to justify the feelings and emotions i have about kyle i just have the lovers heart and also something wrong with me. and my projection. in my mind he's just like me. and he would have loved college vending machine frozen cheeseburger and heating it up in the microwave at 1 in the morning because he was bored and didn't want to work on a drawing assignment on 20" x 30" paper that was due tomorrow in his freshman year. he would have loved going to the club to push off finals work that's creating the worst stress known to man in his brain. and he would love to annoy the fuck out of his roommate when high and avoiding homework on a saturday.

[defness]

→ drawing the same pose over and over again and feels cringe

→ realizes that these drawings are simply pre-ref drawings to figure out one's design so I can Draw Them

→ no longer feels cringe