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Slotting this in between Dracula Dailies while I still can. The next set in my Doctor who character series! Featuring a mix of classic and modern era monsters, as voted for by my twitter followers.
From top left: The Fendahl (and The Fendahl), Exxilons, Axons, Cryons, The Whisper Men, Saturnynians, the Heavenly Host, and the Sycorax.
#art#artists on tumblr#Doctor who#doctor who fandom#doctor who fanart#aliens#monsters#classic who#modern who#The Fendahl#Exxilons#Axons#Cryons#The Whisper Men#Saturnynians#heavenly host#sycorax#character design#creature design#scifi#digital art
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The Sixth Doctor Meets A Cryon βDoctor Who - Attack Of The Cybermenβ
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This is Mekan, one of the ice lizor people (I'm tentatively going with Cryons as the species name). He is a mysterious outlaw who works with his twin brother, Talik. He is known for his quick temper and reluctance to talk, and famed for his deadly efficacy.
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what do you think of curly/bryon :3c
I donβt think it would last long lmfao
They date for two weeks before they break up in a super explosive way. Even then, they only lasted taht long out of stubbornness.
Tim and Angela were both super against the relationship (for obvious reasons, if youβve read twttin at all) and mark was also super against it (pretend mark forgave Bryon or something)
I think that they got together because curly was harassing Bryon at his job (he is the type of annoying bitch that bothers minimum wage workers) and Bryon HAD to do something unexpected to get curly off of his back so he asked him out on a date and curly just stood there for a second. And curly had to do something unexpected as well so he said yes lmfao
Their date goes okay because theyβre both too awkward to start shit. This βpeaceβ fools them into thinking that theyβve been secretly compatible this entire time! So they get really mad when people are against their relationship which makes them fight other people instead of each other, which only fools them more
Iβve already joked about curly wearing bryons clothes on accident, but I think curly wearing bryons clothes on purpose throws everyone for a spin in the absolute worst way
It isnβt until everyone else stops trying to get them to break up and just accepts it that they start fighting each other and break up (to the relief of their families)
Bryon was annoyed that he failed another relationship, curly was pouting and making the breakup everyone elseβs problem
#the outsiders#curly shepard#bryon douglas#that was then this is now#what is that ship name anyway#brurly?#cryon#CRYON LMFAO#I have no clue
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CRAYONS
#Guys i cant wait to post all my crayon doodles!!!#drawing in cryon is fun :3#hehehehehe#crayon#jester rambles
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Kenny voice: My dearest and most esteemed mentor, your constructs are hunting me for sport.
#permafrost voice: theyre not. its fine.#have you tried being less divine maybe#this is very funny to read after spending several in-game nights in my corrupted tundra watching said cryons#run right past the creatures leaking rotten divinity all over the place to punch me in the face specifically#permafrost your guardians kind of suck#they're bad at their jobs
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oh boy! Here comes Welcome Home :D
Introducing... STICKERS! :D
My welcome home oc! Very original lolz...
Im gonna cry now... bec I uses Cryons...
Hhhhhh
This is what you I get for forgetting my your markers when I'm your at fvcking school (i was talking about me btw)
A lil bit about her:
Shes a Crabbit (a bunny mixes with a Cat) and has 2 tails!
Shes obsessed with stickers (as you can tell by her name)
She makes cookies and shares it with everyone!
She has ADHD... (like me but it's ADD :'D)
#Oc#Welcome home#Bullshit#My life sucks#This mf right here lolz#I drank too much lattes at Starbucks and I'm so damn hyper you do not understand my PAIN#Cryons...#No more happiness for you bi-
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https://www.tumblr.com/rayandgay/743875280069967872/x-x-x-x?source=share
bbs are thriving
#cryons forever we are so close to love sea#sending fort a congratulations letter it only took him two years to finally get the boy#asknootfound
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I love them!
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omg i finally finished this thing lmao
i remember asking if could make some fannart for the snowprinceau so I did. A short comic lmao
Its something i sketched out awhile ago. The colouring style makes it look homemade and I think it fits. I dig the cryon look but anyway I hope you like this. Your au is amazing :) I hope you don't mind me tagging you @snowprinceau this whole comic was inspired by this one comic scene in the ice king comic lmao
Its so funny
#Snowprinceau#adventure time#ice king#finn the human#I hope you enjoy teehee#I don't do comics often#I live how you draw ice King smmm
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So some of you know i started originally drawing my Dead Eyed self on card and scraps with cryons and sharpies, so here is a modern take on that! Some trad art featuring a more trad athro Bunny design ^^
#transgender#queer artist#lgbtq#transfem#artists of tumblr#small artist#furry#lgbtqia artist#furry oc#traditional art#sharpie
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Jungkook
ππππππππ | Acceptance
Sometimes, accepting that your past is yours is the hardest thing to do.
Tags/Warnings: Alien!Jungkook, Human!Reader, dystopian AU, space/Sci-fi/cyberpunk-esque, Enemies to lovers, Angst, Violence, Drama, romance, adult, angst, potentially triggering content, mentions of prostitution, this one's a little heavy, Hurt and comfort
Length: uuuuh 3k-ish.
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Considering he knew that you'd figure it out sooner rather than later, he's honestly a little surprised how much this is bothering him. Even years after everything happened, after all the work he's put into becoming more than just his past, it's still haunting him everywhere he goes.
Jungkook wanted to stay alone by pure choice. He doesn't want to give into some primal urges and get lost in it, to the point of morals and worth being thrown out the window. He knows that his kind- or at least, the kind his father cursed upon him with his partial genes- doesn't value emotional connections as much as other beings of the galaxy do. But still.
What that man did was unforgivable.
Jungkook doesn't remember his mother. He's sure he never met her- or maybe only as an infant, making him forget what she looked like. What he does know is that feeling of coldness he always received from his father- someone who should've raised him, or at least let the rest of the crew raise him. But that man would not let anyone care for him- Jungkook had to basically fight for his place, a place that wasn't even existing in the first place.
Nothing he could do would ever prove his worth to that man, because that man saw him as nothing but an accident. Something that should not have happened.
She was a great mother. Still is, even if Jungkook doesn't visit her much. She respects him, and his personal decisions- and that's more than he could ever ask for.
So, at the age of barely fourteen, he left the ship- with a bag of clothes and a bit of money from a crewmember, left alone on a planet near Cryon, where he met Seokjin and his mother. The young hybrid had instantly taken a liking to him, and after his mother learned of Jungkook's situation, she took him in- and willingly took on the role of a parental figure, no matter how much people looked at her oddly for her now two children that looked nothing like her.
But she cared for him.
For a long time, Jungkook had found comfort in his lifestyle. He wouldn't hurt anyone ever like he'd been hurt before, because he never attached himself to anyone or anything past friendliness. Jimin was an exception- but even he doesn't really get past his shell, never able to catch a glimpse of his heart.
And then came you.
You're nothing special. Just like his mother, you're a simple human being, cast aside with nowhere to go. And maybe that's why he wanted to shoot you so badly when he first saw you- because he took so much pity on you, that he felt like he'd be a worse person to let you live instead of giving you an end to your suffering. Humans are seen as nothing but greedy little parasites- they take and take and take and fight for nothing but their own self-worth.
And then you opened up. Every day you spent with him seemed to fuel your soul once more, charging up your will to live as you stopped trying to make him discard you at any given chance. And suddenly, he no longer saw the same victim as his mother once was in you- he saw someone. You're no longer just a being worth pity- you're you.
And he started to actually enjoy your company.
Especially after doing something like you did back with the vendor- you've proven yourself as someone that can and will decide what she wants to do. You didn't have to do this for him, and you know it, he knows that you know it. And he also knows that you didn't do it for him anyways, even if you think you did. Because you're basically defending your place in his life- on his ship.
And that's what scares him. That's what made him react like he did, yesterday.
You're not so easy to push around any longer. You're no longer someone who will just do as he says, and he wants that for you- you deserve your autonomy, you deserve to be able to make these decisions. But those things always come with a price.
And yes- maybe he's scared of you.
Because the longer you stay, the closer you get, the more it'll bug him or even hurt when you decide to move on from him. For years, Jungkook has feared hurting others- when in reality, he just got tired of being the one getting hurt. And now, with you in his life, it's already happening- because just sneaking a small glimpse at the security camera of your room shows you just quietly sitting on your bed, hugging your knees, waiting, thinking. And it hurts. He doesn't want you to be locked up like that. He wants you here, where he can see you, where you can talk, and where he can watch you knit your stupid little ball-shaped animals that you've hung everywhere at this point.
He likes them. Because they prove that you're actually here, that you're alive with him, and that you're not just wishful thinking.
His thumb runs over the little crooked horn of the goat you've knitted, that he's taken for himself now as it's attached to his keychain. He's been unkind and most of all unreasonable- but he doesn't know what to do now. You clearly want to stay, and it's also pretty obvious that you've found somewhat of an interest in him- and that terrifies him.
Because what if he does end up like him? What if he does fall into the same habits and behaviors as he did?
And how can he not, when you're already infesting his mind, without even doing anything at all?
He's forever branded as the 'accidental' son of a slave trader, a mistake that shouldn't have happened to begin with, and cost someone their life. He's no one you should associate with, let alone get involved with. You don't know who he is, what he is, and what kind of stigma he carries around. You've got no idea who you're currently traveling with, and maybe he needs to force you to face it.
Maybe if he shows you who he really is, you'll finally let him go.
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You're not too sure why you're so unable to just wait things out. He's clearly gotten upset yesterday, after you mentioned that you knew that he was partially human- but why?
There's no way he despises the entire human race- because he has been quite kind to you, even though he didn't have to be. Even his proposal of letting you stay with Seokjin instead of having to 'wait out' his whole⦠situation, was one of kindness. He could've just told you to stay in your room, but instead, he thought of a more comfortable alternative for you, despite the trouble of traveling and time cost.
So why did that rub him so wrongly when you mentioned it?
There's not much time to think about that however, as the door hisses open- causing you to hide under the blanket you previously had over your shoulders in a panic, the reaction almost instinctual. You can only feel the bed dip a little under his weight as he sits down on the edge of it, and when you peek out, you can see that he's not even looking at you. Instead, his hands are holding his keychain with your knitted little goat attached- fingers playing around with it in a nervous manner.
"My mother was a prostitute." He starts, voice low and without much emotion to it. "My father⦠enjoyed her services so much, that he bought her." He explains, and you slowly sit up, blanket falling from your head to rest on your shoulders instead. "Chances of.. pregnancy were low- considering she was human, and my father was not." Jungkook says, while you just watch him, not moving much.
"But it happened anyways."
You're watching him, staying right where you are- his back still turned towards you, while he continues to occupy himself with the little yarn toy you made. "I don't remember her. I only know that she died, at some point." He shrugs to himself. "Not like it matters. Neither of them thought of me as something other than an accident." He scoffs, and you feel the need to comfort him-
but you don't know how.
"So.. that's why you hate your human side?" You wonder, but he shakes his head.
"I don't hate it." He denies. "I just.. hate being reminded of what I am, I guess." Jungkook tries to explain. "I'm known as the son of a guy who knocked up a human prostitute. I'm a bastard who never lived up to his father's expectations." He growls mostly. "I'm nothing but a joke to most people who know my father. And you'll be nothing but a joke either, if you continue to travel with me." He turns towards you, looking over his shoulder at your knees- unable to quite face you fully.
"You're Jungkook." You say, and he freezes- before he slowly let's his eyes travel upwards to your face, eyes swirling colors, emotions unsure.
"..what?" He breathes out, genuinely unsure. He knows who he is. What the hell do you mean by that?
"You're Jungkook." You repeat, shrugging. "You're a shipcaptain. A vendor. Traveler." You start to count, and his irises start to change- slowly seemingly settling into a soft, warm hazel- timid, but appreciative almost.
Looking up the meanings of colors in your free time is really starting to pay off.
"You're not your father. Or your mother." You shake your head. "Neither will you be like your children, if you ever have some. I'm not like my parents either, and neither is anyone else." You explain. "We're all just in control of ourselves. The only life I have any control over is my own, and the only life you have control over is yours." You tell him, slowly moving a bit closer as he leans his head down to look at the floor again. "You can't change your past. You can't erase it either."
"So I'm just cursed with it." He scoffs at no one.
"Just as long as you don't accept it." You shrug next to him, your legs now dangling off the edge of the bed, bare feet swinging back and forth next to his boots which are firmly planted on the floor. "The moment you accept that that's a part of you, you can move on. Because you maybe can't change your past-" You say, bumping your shoulder into his side to lift the mood a little. "-but you can control your future."
"What's the point if no one cares about anything but that?" He argues, eyes a grim grey color. "It doesn't matter. I don't want you to be stuck with.. a label like that too." He shakes his head.
"I'm not like you though." You huff, crossing your arms, making him look at you. "I don't care."
"You don't care that people will think I'm just doing the same thing he did?" He challenges, looking at you with a fiery gaze. This is not going according to his plan. "You're telling me you don't give a shit about the fact that everyone who knows him, will see you and immediately think of you as nothing but a sex slave?" he argues, standing up to instead stand in front of you, hands pushing into the mattress right next to your thighs, face only inches from yours. "You don't get to lie to me and say that you don't care about that." He growls. "I don't accept you sitting here, trying to convince me that you won't mind being known as the human plaything of the bastard who couldn't even earn his spot in the crew of a slave trader." He growls.
"I don't mind." You answer, summoning all of your confidence not to flinch, even with his angry red gaze on you, noses almost touching.
"Why." He quietly sneers, clearly agitated. "How can you not care?!" He barks at you, and you do lean back a tiny bit at that- heart beating a bit faster from the sheer force of his emotions.
"If a tree falls down in the woods and no one's around to hear it, does it make a sound?" you ask, and it's almost comical how his eyes flash a surprised white, entire body flinching back in confusion. "It's a saying on earth." You explain. "If you don't take a picture of a sunset, was it really as pretty as you remember?" You ask, and he seems entirely caught off guard.
"I don't.. understand." He admits. You giggle.
"Me calling you a bird doesn't make you one." You explain with a smile. And that, seems to click with him, as he looks at you with what you can only describe as genuine surprise. As if he's never really.. thought about it like that.
And then, you lean forward- arms pulling him closer, as you rest your head against his shoulder, holding him for a good moment.
Something he simply lets happen, because you're right.
He is in control of his life.
"I'm scared of you." He confesses, and you're a bit surprised, letting go of him as he stands upright again, arms crossed, eyes a pinkish hue.
"huh?" You ask, unsure what he's talking about.
"I.. enjoy your company." He admits. "I want you to stay. But at the same time, I want you to stay away from me." He tells you.
"..why?" You wonder, his words not making any sense.
"Because you can hurt me." He explains. "Maybe not physically- but emotionally."
"β¦oh." You realize what he's talking about, and now it's you who's looking away. "I mean.. uh.. I mean you're really handsome, don't get me wrong! But-" You stammer, a little bashful now. And the worst thing is that now, he seems oddly confident again- as if that was all he needed to connect the dots that you're not the only one developing deeper interest in the other.
"Handsome, huh?" He comments, arms crossed, gaze playfully pink.
"I uh- yeah? But uhm.. I mean, you know.. we're kind of just starting to really talk, so.." You mumble, looking away now. What the hell? Since when are you this shy? And how have you not noticed him not even wearing his usual uniform jacket? Those tattoos fill up his entire arm-
"That we do." He nods, feeling oddly light now that he's.. talked about this, to anyone. "And I'd.. like to continue to talk to you." He offers, making you look up at him again.
And somehow, you can read the message he's actually trying to tell you, between the lines of those words.
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You're putting a bag on the free spot near his control station, causing him to look at you with a questioning gaze.
You've both agreed on a few rules now that you're staying during his.. well, mating season issue. One of them is to keep physical contact to a minimum, and other general rules are to leave him alone if he asks you to, or to take some time to wake up before walking into the command central- though you're not sure what that one's about. It's all stuff you can follow easily though- especially if it makes him more comfortable being around you. "what's this?" He wonders, opening the bag, finding multiple, small yarn animals inside.
"I'm being productive!" You exclaim proudly. "Maybe we could sell them at our next stop? I'm sure someone has like.. maybe a currency or two left over to pay for one of them." You propose, but much to your surprise, he seems rather conflicted over it, pulling one out to inspect. It's a mouse, black bead eyes staring at him. "You don't think so?" You wonder, and he shrugs.
"No, it's not that.." He mumbles. "But.. you don't have to earn money." He tells you.
"I know. But I want to." You explain yourself. "And, the ship is already full of them. We can sell those too-" You say, reaching for a short snake hanging from a screw slightly poking out the metal casing of the control screen, when he reaches out first, snatching it almost protectively away from you first.
"No-!" He barks, looking around with a sharp, cautiously yellow gaze. "β¦those can stay." He clears his throat, hanging the little knitted animal back where it was, adjusting it's position so it faces him. "We're not going to land anywhere within the next few weeks anyways. We'll fuel at outposts instead." He tries to justify.
"Jungkook.. we can't hoard all of them here." You giggle, and he looks to the side at that, clearly feeling called out.
"..I'm not hoarding them. I'm just saying you don't have to.. work, or anything like that." He argues back, trying to occupy himself with the control panel.
"I know. But, with the money I get from maybe selling them, I could buy more yarn or something." You shrug, sitting on one of the nearby server boxes.
"..what's wrong with me buying it for you?" He growls a bit offended, jaw clenched. You know this is probably just his hormones making him act like that, but it's still a little funny to tease him.
"Nothing!" You laugh. "I just wanna be independent. Earn my spot." You explain.
"You don't have to earn shit." He denies, tapping away on the touch panel in front of him. "...but I guess if you want to. Don't need my permission anyways." He huffs annoyed, making you laugh as you look at him almost pout to himself, trying to appear all busy when in reality, you know that the course he's flying is a safe route the autopilot has flown numerous times before.
"Hey Jungkook?" You ask, and he looks up at that, showing you his attention has been caught. "I like you." You say, and the look on his face is quite literally the most hilarious and wholesome thing you've ever seen -
Eyes wide open, round and filled with a shy blue, before it melts into pink, seconds until he closes them, and holds a hand in front of them to shield himself.
"Timeout, you demon!" He barks out, opening the main door for you. "Get out!" He yells, though it's clear that he doesn't mean it in an evil or genuinely upset manner.
Because even though you do as he says, laughing on your way to your room, he does later check in to make sure he's not actually mad at you- though it's rather sent as a text message on the control screen in your room, instead of spoken words.
Small steps, you think to yourself. Small steps.
#bts imagine#bts fanfic#bts fic#jungkook imagine#jeon jungkook x reader#jeon jungkook imagine#bts jungkook imagine#alien jungkook#alien!jungkook
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Captainhowdie art stile
Ok...when I started reading Ranfren, something that caught my attention more than his lucid and surrealistic performances, was his art that seemed to have been about paint (lol), in addition to reminding me a lot of the aesthetics: "vaporwave", "webcore" and "weirdcore"
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Vaporwave:
Some people share this unique and beautiful style, but I didn't know if there was an exact term for this type of drawing
Going deeper, I discovered some manga that also have this idea of ββbeing strange with "ugly art"
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-the box man_imiri sakabashira:
-cryon shin-chan_yoshito usui
This genre is called "Heta Uma", which is basically a genre that emerged from an artistic movement in Japan in the 70s
Where many artists went against conservatism and the government and expressed their ideas through "poorly made" arts that were frowned upon at the time.
*(It is worth mentioning that Heta Uma only began after a movement called gekiga)
~(some captainhowdie art for comparison):
Not only do captainhowdie's arts refer to these aesthetics, but also his website "Ranfren neocities", which follows this "webcore" and nostalgic aesthetic
~(some pictures)
(Ps:I particularly love this type of aesthetic, it reminds me a lot of the internet in the 2000s ( γ»βγ»))
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little experiment on Mekan's body shape. I think it went well, but secondarily I do enjoy making him look as angry as possible, I really like the make his brow as absolutely furrowed as possible.
The gun is also there as a bit of a second thought because I wanted to draw him in a pose but it looked strange without him holding something. I'm not very knowledgeable about firearms but the Cryons are pretty sci-fi anyway so I can get away with it. It's a 'blast a hole in your chest' kind of ray gun, which Mekan can also use to clonk people in the head while in melee range.
The reason he is naked is that I simply did not want to draw his clothes, as I wanted to focus on the shape of the Cryon body. I think the gun should have a shoulder strap but I forgot to draw it. This is probably still canon because I imagine he sleeps next to his gun. Also Cryons likely have less qualms about nudity than we do, in fact it would be taboo for one to even think of the body in a sexual way (not in a fun 'free the nipple' kind of way, but in a 'sexual thoughts are a form of degeneracy and you may not engage with the reproductive system other than to procreate' kind of way. In fact, modifications of the body, such as tattoos and piercings, are also seen as taboo as they are interpreted as idolizing the body and treating it as elevated above its role as a flesh vessel.)
#cryons#oc: mekan#art#oc art#firearms#furry art#furry anthro#furry oc#lizard furry#scalie#artists on tumblr#reptile furry
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Okay since the poll was a majority of yes, the first things I'll be posting are the current characters and their roles in the story.
Prince Zephyris, the MC of the story. He's an elf with an affinity for death and he's the concubine to the prince of Gehenna. He usually wears the veil in the second picture since he can kill anyone he looks at if he wishes.
Prince Asrael of Gehenna is the heir to the throne after defeating his brothers in a fight for the crown and killing his father. He's a charming man who is known for his battle prowess and unforgiving nature.
Anaesthesia is completely blind after getting into an accident during the Elven-Daemon war, and she was a field medic until Asrael picked her up and assigned her to be the servant of his favorite concubine, Zephyris.
Cryon, a half-elf half ice elemental who is a higher ranked concubine like Zephryis, he is Zeph's first real lover who used Zephryis' naivety and inexperience with romance to attempt an assassination on him, resulting in his death when he took off Zephryis' veil.
Alvion is a mercenary who lives in the Infernum forest away from the grand city. He's Zephyris' savior later in the story and the future husband of Zephyris and king of Gehenna after it is revealed that he and Asrael are brothers.
This book will be turned into a comic thanks to the help of my best friend @silly-suicidal-idiot. All characters belong to me and you MUST ask for permission before using my characters in any shape or form.
(Tags: @creatorbiaze , @juniper-bunch )
#it's not love just lust#original book#fantasy novel#fantasy#original fiction#original character#action
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noah may hate the cold weather and will try his best to avoid it, but it is important to know that he makes some of the best snowmen. not a lot to do growing up on cryon other than make things out of snow and follow the grown ups around
#βΈΊ ooc#i think it would be funny for this grizzled ol' space outlaw who has witnessed The Horrors to also have the ability to make funny snow ppl
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