#Spectra-bear

[pinetreevillain]

Love your raphs SO much u have no idea

RAPH IS SO SPECIAL TO ME. I WISH I DREW HIM MORE, HAD MORE IDEAS FOR HIM. THOSE STUPID PURPLE AND BLUE SHIT HEADS ARE MONOPOLIZING THE BRAIN SPACE.

[cosmoshard]

Cookie monster enthusiast 🤝

🤝

best muppet right here

[borkthemork]

Bork have u watched motorcity???

No, but I do wish to!

[happyk44]

[ID: Animated gif. Squatting with his arms and knees bent on either side of him, Ed exhales fustrated puffs of air. He bends a little lower before furiously leaping into the air, kicking his legs and pumping both arms into the air, hands fisted. He lands low to the ground. The his coat splays out, hiding most of his legs from view. He is seen only from behind the entire time. /end ID]

*EXCEEDINGLY FRUSTRATED GRUMBLE*

[nightcatssketchbook]

Pssst,, https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/18H-HFxgtO-wtymg9eXWJN-BZfGxbp3Xx heres the entire motorcity series in drive, have fun!

YOOO SICK, THANKS!!

[r0b0t1me]

guns out

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[kathaynesart]

eee i wanted to say this for a while but always forget to, so nows my chance, kat i always look forward to seeing u consistently pop up in my notifs no matter the platform, bcz ur such a positive influence on everyone, i usually just like ur comments or dont reply which makes me feel like im ignoring them but know that i remember every single one, and behind the screen im a giddy nerd, it means so much to meee 💜🫂 ok running away now!!;;🏃have a good one

Oh my gosh, that is so kind of you to say and it means so much to me! Thank you! I worry sometimes if all my silly comments and posts get to be too much, but messages like yours and ones others have sent mean the world. You and many in this community are such a huge inspiration and make me excited to come home after work everyday and create more! It’s been a long while since I’ve felt this feeling so strongly so thank you for that and know that by you just being you and doing what you do has made a huge difference in the lives of others. I guess that’s one of the beautiful things about fandoms. It was nice being reminded of that along the way! ❤️

[bstroobery]

MORE!

-🩶👻

[deb79ful]

And now, time for another blast from the past—this is the final project I made for my college Video and Animation class, a mobile application pitch for the game Crystal Spectra! Basically taking Ghostie's world, turning it into a simple top-down dungeon crawler, with equipment you have to spend time waiting to be created. Didn't go into as much detail with the app's inner workings as the assignment required if I recall correctly, but I'm still proud of what I've created! Down below, I'll include some of the elements I made for this mockup game! Featuring the old design of the Crawleh with a lot less color, and a nameless bear I made for the character creation screen. As well as a Stonehed shopkeep and bear blacksmith!

...If Ghostie does end up getting a game in the future, it probably won't look like this. Definitely a standard sort of platformer.

[clowningaroundmars]

just bought me a new sketchbook, bigger than the lil one i always keep on my desk

am i... is motorcity really havin me going back to drawing forreal? 😭 ngl... once i get over my frustrations this shits kinda fun!

just have to find the time and motivation to keep sketching!

[pinetreevillain]

pine for all the years ive followed u always manage to hit the spot everytime with ur expressioms and comic writing, i LOVE it

YEARS???? Spectra did you say. Y E A R S?????

[dandylovesturtles]

So @untitled-tmnt-blog surprised me with maybe the coolest birthday present I’ve ever gotten:

A hand bound book of my fic!! Full of fanart!

The book is BEAUTIFUL. Untitled did an AMAZING job!! And everyone’s art looks so nice!!

I’m truly touched by this gift. This is one of the nicest and coolest things I’ve ever received, and I will cherish it forever!!

I’ve tagged everyone whose art is in the book under a read more as another thanks!! If anyone would like to see their individual pages, lemme know (I just couldn’t fit pics of all of them in one post |’D). It came out wonderfully!!! Everyone’s art looks so good!

Thank you again, Untitled!! I will cherish this ;A;

Thank you to:

@v-albion

@manga-toons

@azucar-skull

@skcirthinq

@gejnialne-arty

@boxfullaturtles

@javatello

@intotheelliwoods

@wraenata

@rbtlvr

@e-turn

@minkschasijasi

@teainthesnow

@dragon-ducky

@princesskkfish

@ivoryrisuet

@spectra-bear

@reineydraws12

@luxtoony

@disastertwins9000

@lallelol

@thatkoiboi

@sad-leon

@its-the-chicken-nugg

@its-wabby-stuff

@cupcakeslushie

@elishortforelliott

@kirasigncomics

@burdytheoneandonly

@icequeenabby

@burritello3000

@blubun0309

[dcxdpdabbles]

DCxDP fanfic Idea: New Money

The ghost zone doesn't have a formal form of currency. Depending on which part of the zone one is in, a trade could be made, or a Deal can be struck, but coins can rarely, if ever, be exchanged.

Every subculture that forms in the zone can eventually develop its own currency, but it will only have value within its territory. An example would be the credit crystals that the Far Frozen have developed, with a corresponding amount of funds floating inside their iced rocks. Still, if a Yeti were to travel even a foot outside their snowy mountains, the stones would become an interesting clothing choice and nothing else.

Ghosts value emotions more than any amount of gold or coin. Oftentimes, the most powerful of ecto beings would battle it out if a child's favorite teddy bear somehow found its way into the zone, though the thin cracks between worlds or an entire army of ghost mercenaries could be bought with a single pair of favorited socks.

It may not seem as much to the living, but to ghosts who could see the attachment embedded into the item, it meant everything. Some emotions could even be eaten off of the items if they were fresh enough, and while it did give a power boost, most of the time, the emotions were positive.

If a negative emotion was eaten, Ghosts could quickly become addicted to it, and when cut off from the negative emotion, they could soon fall apart in seconds.

Spectra was a famous example used in the zone as a precautionary tale for all new ghosts. Her beauty and power were only a facade to her desperation for angst emotions, and she flouted about the Zone, always on the hunt for her next fix.

It was pretty sad to see.

A few ghosts did their best to limit additions, such as Walker, who established himself a section of the zone using his great sense of justice that he had died with. He found human contraband that came into the zone unnaturally, sealing them away in his haunt.

These items usually had lickings of anxiety, desperation, or even fear attached to them and could quickly turn any ghost into a violent sort.

Walker's mission since his creation was to limit this exposal. He even arrested various ghosts that went to the human world through unnatural means, a majority coming back contaminated with human emotions and becoming a danger to fellow ghosts.

Most of these ghosts had items on them that were deemed worthless once all emotion was sucked out. Walker usually had his men take them to the Dump.

The Dump in the Ghost Zone was an extensive collection of worthless items gathered at the far right. It was known as a neutral section of the Zone, as every civilization and haunt often traveled there to eliminate clutter. Everything unwanted usually finds its way to the Dump.

Danny, after having a trial with Walker and coming to the understanding that he was not, in fact, attempting to make his fellow Ghosts addicted to anger- cause apparently a majority of Walker's prisoners were in there because of their exposal to Danny!- he was directed to the Dump to rid of his worthless ripped bag.

Danny had flown there expecting mountains and mountains of garbage. What he found instead were islands made entirely of gold. He flouted over the piles and piles of jewels, gold coins, random bills, and valuable items, gaping at the long collection that went further than his eye could see.

"What is all of this?" He gasps just as Box Ghost floats by carrying a jewelry box. He flips it open and shakes out a necklace with a diamond as large as Danny's palm onto the pile of jewelry. He gives Danny a friendly wave when they make eye contact.

He proudly flouts over to Danny, taking the neutral status of the Dump to heart. No fighting was allowed in this territory, much like Truce Day; all ghosts abided by this rule.

"The Box Ghost was lucky to be near a natural portal leading to the Human world's sea. This small rectangular object was once beloved by a grandmother, and now it is all mine!" He cheers, holding the jewelry box, practically half rotted and dripping wet over his head. A faint, gentle green glow surrounded it.

Danny blinks, pointing down at the necklace. "What about that? Aren't you going to keep it?"

"The Box Ghost has no need for useless stones!" The floating man even sticks his tongue to the necklace that could pay for Danny's college education (If it were real).

Only half joking, Danny asks, "Can I have it then?"

Box Ghost blinks, then gestures to the mountains and mountains of wealth. "If the Ghost Child wishes for a garage, he can take whatever he likes. No one will mind. Though, why would you waste time on soulless items? Box Ghost can not be sure!"

Box Ghost flies away laughing as if Danny was the one to mock for wanting a diamond necklace. He watches the ghost go before turning back to the mountains and mountains of shimmering gold.

Deciding to fly through the Dump to see what else he can find, Danny begins exploring- but not before taking the necklace- and later comes upon an island dedicated to various human clothing that looked like it came from hundreds of eras. He finds himself dressing up like a Lord of Old for fun when he happens upon leather bags.

Seeing as no one was there to stop him, Danny filled up each bag with chains and jewels, flying home in his new get up. He figured he could use some of the funds even if the gold was fake.

_____________________________________________________________

Oliver Queen is new money. His wealth came from only three generations ago, and while that is rather impressive, it held no candle to families like the Waynes.

The Waynes were old money, and their galas showed it. Every time old Brucie called him to celebrate, Oliver went along only to keep his company board happy.

They couldn't afford to offend one of their most prominent investors even if there were no thoughts behind Bruce Wayne's eyes. Oliver would have enjoyed himself more at these parties- if there was one thing Bruce Wayne knew how to do: throw a fantastic party- but sadly, he had to deal with the other old-money people who attended Bruce's parties.

The passive aggression reminders that he would never been on their level, the choking humiliation, the constant looking down on him. Well, it got exhausting. Especially since Oliver spent so much of his free time fighting for justice and trying to make the world a better place. These people talked and acted like they were above it all.

Like nothing could touch them, even when a majority of them were the cause for so much darkness, Oliver faced as Green Arrow.

He needed a stronger drink.

"Rather self-important for new money, isn't he?" A woman whispers loudly, mocking in every inch of her tone. Oliver's eyebrow twitches as he drowns his glass. He turns towards the voice, somewhat ready to cause a scene so he can go home, but it is a surprise to find that the gossiping woman isn't facing him

Rather, they are turned towards a young man, likely late teens, who is currently piling his plate high with sweets. The boy glances in the woman's direction before snorting unattractively and adding more to his plate.

Oliver is mildly impressed that he could make the woman flush with rage without saying anything. He had never seen the kid before, but he almost looked like a new Wayne with his dark hair and sparkling blue eyes.

He finds his feet walking towards the teenager before he can think about it. Something interesting may be at this gala after all.

"Hey, you seemed to really like fudge. Have you tried the raspberry ones? It's the best." He starts gesturing to a familiar chef's name in front of a chocolate tray. He had a sample of their work only a week ago when Batman brought some to the Watch Tower.

It was absolutely heaven.

The teen considered the pink color fudge before he took three cudes. With his bare hands. Well. New money, indeed.

"Thanks!" The boy chirps after stuffing one in his mouth and savoring the flavor.

"You're welcome. My son, Roy, really likes it too." He smiles as the boy glances towards where his adoptive son is currently chatting with Jason Todd. Those two find themselves attached to the hip whenever there is a gala. Maybe Roy will bring him home for the holidays soon. "I'm Oliver Queen, owner of Queen Industries."

"Danny Fenton," The boy responds slightly hesitantly. "Do all rich people do that? Add what makes them rich to their inductions?"

Oliver snorts, "Only the real tacky ones."

"Okay, Mr. Owner of Queen Industries."

Oh Oliver like this kid. He grins, ignoring the jab. "And what about you? What made you rich enough to be here to tonight."

The kid's eyes gain a certain glint of humor as he shrugs. "One man's trash is another man's treasure."

Oliver moves to ask what he means, but Brucie shows up then, and he can't find a way out of the conversation. He's buttering up to the big idiot, knowing he lost sight of the strange boy.

Afterward, Oliver looks into Danny Fenton, only to find that the boy somehow appears out of nowhere with billions of dollars but no known source of where he got them. It also seems Batman was already on the case, assuming the boy was counterfeiting somehow, but Oliver didn't get that sense from the kid.

Something wasn't adding up about the boy, but he didn't think it was illegal. He just had to convince the big bad bat of that. If only it could be as easy as convincing Bruce Wayne to spend millions of dollars.

[gremoria411]

I really like how distinct you made the designs, particularly the silhouettes and I like the integration of colour into their designs, as opposed to just being clothing.

The greater emphasis on their bodies is also great, it feels like it allows for more expressive poses (like blossom and buttercup in the top right) while still being simple enough to allow for punchy action during fight scenes. It really feels like a good mix. I also like how you’ve blended fingers with the classic “nub” hand designs (specifically with Bubbles in the bottom left). And of course the varied skin tones are a welcome addition (Personally, I’m always particularly fond of that on robots or other forms of engineered life, because it’s such an easy thing to justify not having, so having it anyway is just lovely).

I also really like the design of Professor Utonium but I’m not really sure why. I think it’s because both the original and this one are Dad-coded, but whereas the original is more “standard, clean, respectable” this one’s more “battered, flawed and human but trying his very best”. I assume that’s the Dr Tenma influence (especially with the implications of the robot hand), but it’s a wonderful take nonetheless.

Also, since you decided to draw these as explicitly robotic, I’m curious as to what the Powerpuff girls are in the original series. I don’t think the series makes a big thing out of it but I wonder if they count as Androids? (Following the old logic of Android = A robot that was created chemically)

Also hey, if you wanted to take Inspiration from a different one of Osamu Tezuka’s works, might I suggest Pinoko, from the excellent Black Jack? (Though it can be a little grisly)

Was inspired by @wolfsvile's (twt) ppg iteration and decided to draw around its concept with my own take of how they came to be :)

tried to stay loyal to their og shape language while straying further from the simplicity of the style, and picked up a few things from astroboy and my life as a teenage robot

[hylwicks]

yaaaaagh! First Artfight attack of the year and its on @spectra-bear >:]c