#character study? lowkey

[turtletoria]

i wanted to try drawing older Mabel and Dipper !

[pkaykim]

studies of lovesick the series

[scribblenator]

got your heart in a psyche-lock

[lighthouseas]

saw it by the water (doing all the things for the better)

“Mike,” Will turns around, face flushed red and rosy from the sun. “Can you get in with me?” Mike feels his face flush red too, but a part of him knows that it isn’t all from the heat. Will doesn’t really burn—the lucky bastard—he tans. And it’s…noticeable. Especially now, when he’s only clad in a pair of swim shorts. Mike tries not to think about it. Tries not to think about the way his waist tapers, the little bit of baby fat he still has on his stomach, his toned, tanned arms, and the bits of hair sticking to his forehead from sweat— He clears his throat. “Yeah. Sorry.”

summer, 1987—a near unbearable heatwave hits hawkins and mike and will decide to go swimming at lovers lake together. mike tries, with increasing desperation, to not think about why it feels so different this time.

[faramirsonofgondor]

be gay, do crime? nay

be gayer, do crimer

[maxrowave]

an alternative characterisation of doctor/allen that's been sitting in my brain for a little which was meant to be more faithful to the canon. It takes inspiration from the out-of-makeup version of the cast Worthikids has given, and literally every one of them, Allen looks angry or nonchalant. So I began playing on the idea that out of makeup he's the complete opposite, and there's this switch in character. For the sake of cohesion, I'm going to refer to Doctor as when he's in the makeup/costume and Allen when he's out of it. Partially because I headcanon Allen using Doctor as a way of some sort of coping mechanism.

This Allen is dead panned or sneering (as the most expressive he will ever be), I do not think he keeps the accent in this one with a normal voice. Just like my other version of Allen/Doctor, I do think Doctor as a persona was created as an outlet for Allen. I'm considering the possibility that he is simply apathetic due to an upbringing where emotional expression wasn't a part of his life. Doing theatre really acted as a catharsis for him, where he was able to release all those pent-up emotions.

But I think it's still something he'd struggle with, maybe it's just society's cold attitude to anything against the grain, which makes Allen feel the need to be this muted person. Doctor as a separate alter ego over-compensates for all of that, and I think that really shines with his portrayal in the show. He pulls this ridiculous accent, he commits himself to bits, strange classic metaphors. I think that one scene where Doctor's differentiation in voice of Doctor vs Allen especially lends itself to this characterisation. When he's Doctor, Allen doesn't exist anymore, so in truth, that is technically his *real voice*. How this differs from my previous characterisation of Allen (The one portrayed in Silence. And im gonna be honest, they're actually not that different in terms of psychology but i digress), is that he overcompensates through everything. He's this pretentious individual who can't stand being normal because he's insecure about being insignificant, so Doctor was meant to be an outlet for his ideal self. That line begins to blur as to whether that was just a persona or his most unapologetic self this entire time. New characterisation of Allen is like that because of the exact opposite reason: he's a conformist. And I would lowkey love to get my hands on some writing where there is that clash in identity rgrrhhrraaahrhr

SO NOW WE'RE AT THE PART EVERYONES HERE FOR, HOW DOES THIS CHANGE THE CESDOC DYNAMIC? I think to compensate for Allen's apathy and nonchalance, I'd interpret Cesare as more faithful to the show as well. In a lot of my writings and interpretations, Cesare still remains a very mysterious, omnipotent figure who lurks (he's more toned down, essentially). So I think Cesare & Doctor would otherwise be faithful to the show, it's chaos meets chaos, they go find awful food together and make abominations. Cesare and Doctor however, I think Cesare would act as a role model because he's so unapologetic, where Allen still scrutinises himself over every emotional indulgence he has. But then it'd make for an equally awkward situation where Cesare also distances himself from emotional connections. There's this massive potential for miscommunication and misunderstanding because none of them will take the initiative. Overall though, Allen and Cesare would still be a nice match since they match eachothers weirdness, Allen is the only one who can tolerate Cesare for long periods of time. And Cesare, he's been emotionally distant for like a millennia, I think he'd recognise that in Allen and would be empathetic since they essentially have the same mindset. Ok end of rant, now for final words. Am I going to draw this new dynamic more often? Eh probably not, but I think it's still a fun character study. Would not be opposed to doing some writing but I feel as though writing as a medium of art is not as well enjoyed in comparison to, you know, physical art. So it depends if people want it. alright thanks 4 reading if u see this.

[thelilylav]

Dizzie definitely had someone on their side in the animation department cause I did not think I’d find scenes of these two outside their webisode😭

[a-grayscale-galaxy]

You can take the Emily out of Prague but you can’t take the Prague out of Emily

[shmowder]

Oh Stakh, poor Stakh...

[namelessprayers]

mel medarda is flesh and blood born of the sun, light melded into the intricate fabric of her being like both a magnet and repellent to all of existence; but mel medarda, the glow of progress instilled in her every breathe, sits upon a throne of bones and ashes amongst a council of fools. so she is contradictory, both perfection and flaw, and viktor would gladly pick her brain in the name of progress if she wasn't half the marketing of their city in its glorious evolution.

there is a secret in her artful words. there is a message in her quiet empathy and unshakeable distrust. although it is true that the world is full of sensitive and isolated people, all broken by the thousands, viktor would never guess that such kindred pieces of pain would be found in an individual so elevated beyond himself. he thinks that perfection must escape this universe and the next; for if mel medarda cannot find what she is searching for in a world that seems to bend and kneel at her coy decrees, then what can viktor possible hope to achieve as a dead man walking?

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foxes and wolves, those aligned and those opposed, good until proven bad and bad until proven good.

viktor, nameless and unacknowledged.

he strays in the shadows, and mel always wonders if he knows how it feels to be touched by the light, if he even knows that he is allowed to walk into it willingly. she does not pity him because he does not pity her. they are not pitiful creatures, and sometimes, it is strange that they are able to recognize even that much in each other.

then the medarda visits unwelcome, the one mel heeds as mother in the way only a lonely daughter could. viktor has been dying from the start, and mel feels some part of jayce die too (and somewhere within she is being strung along in that silent shroud of death).

it is always cold in beds with restless sleepers. it is always cold wherever mel goes, and she wonders if viktor is cold now that he is on the brink of dying. it is a contrived, pointless thought.

she is still cold when the roses take her, black and shriveled and sporting thorns that feel like ice injected straight through her blood.

elora must be cold now. this kino, not her brother, is cold to touch. mel medarda briefly hopes that it will be warm when she returns, but piltover runs cold in both the people and the land.

she knows this because caitlyn kiramman ran cold. she knows this because her mother touched the city and stole its softest light. she knows this because jayce talis ran warm, but he was also tainted by the allure of progress and the man who mel now understands to have always been cold even while alive.

mel stops hoping for warmth and stops asking if it is cold even in the darkest places where the light isn't a blinding force of destruction.

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to understand is separate from feeling. viktor understands the cold, but he no longer feels it. viktor understands jayce talis, but he no longer knows the feeling that sits between them. viktor understands the arcane, but he cannot feel it the way that mel medarda does in every fiber of her being. these are the last of the unprecedented revelations he has before everything in his comprehension unravels by the light of his glorious hubris.

perfection does not exist. mel medarda was always proof of that, and viktor thinks he ignored the sign in light of his own imperfect feeling. he could not burn to death before the sun because he was already burning from the start, like a star, trudging through its eternal cycle of death and rebirth. it must be another error of the universe that two people with so much in common were linked by a fragile strand of one man and a contradictory means of dreaming; progress, pursuit, and the ruins of a city that aimed to grasp it.

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the ocean is cold. the ship is cold. it does not matter where, it is cold.

mel medarda imagines the city left behind is still cold, and she imagines that where she is going will be cold.

yet, her hands are warm and her eyes burn without tears. the imprint of magic, the swell of the arcane, is true light. she thinks of jayce talis, gone like the stars that die, but will inevitably come back. she knows that after all, viktor was a light of his own, perished like the moon.

neither stars nor moon ever care for the sun. they'll leave, abandon the universe, and mel will remain because otherwise it will all burn with her.

mel's mother always wanted too much, and now, mel is everything; fox, wolf, aligned and opposing, both good and bad until otherwise.

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a blanket more light than warmth. a journey more ends than beginning. a golden tattoo more protection than aesthetic. the scientist, the martyr; the victor, the loser; the lady, the same. viktor has failed to do good. there is nothing more to be retrieved, no greatness to be salvaged in the wake of his failure. they all take the same road, drifting away from the wreck, across the expanse of the cosmos or to the shores of another cold nation. but he knows that he has lost without exception. viktor has no ability to lose again, and for that, he apologizes for the first and last time to mel medarda.

[emberwritesinsight]

Rereading my sophomore year foray into Cinderella-Snow White crossover quasi-fanfiction (I say quasi because both are public domain and it feels like there's a distinction between fanfiction, even really good fanfiction, and something you could actually publish and make money on without lawyers jumping down your throat), and I still kind of like it. Writing fairy tale adaptations and continuations seems like a great gig, honestly, it's kind of like writing fanfic in that you have existing material to sift through and interpret, but the stories are so old and have been adapted so many times that there's a lot more flexibility on things like characterization. Sort of the best of both worlds where you don't have to make up every idea and detail, but you can add your own shit if you want and as long as it coheres with the rest of your version, who cares?

[booplesnotts-art]

Recent Avalon doodles

(Because she’s all I’ve been thinking about lately)

Mya character stuff- here’s my mean French woman because I don’t post oc stuff here very often and she’s my favourite oc atm

(Ft. Connie)

[shrimpleasthat77]

Desperation

[missultimatepsycho]

Lowkey want to do a character study on my version of Barty Crouch Jr. because like that would be so interesting

[that-handsome-rogue]

Hallo Herr Spy!!! I have made Rote Grütze for the summer. You should come try some!

Bonjour, Doctor. That is something I’ve yet to try!

When did you have time to make it? I remember seeing you in your little lab all day… you didn’t make it there, did you?

[indigo6f00ff]

watch her skitter