#cult clay

[sunnystrollblog]

for once a wholesome cult au comic! also i suck at making panels so i put numbers in the order you’re supposed to read them in hopefully it wasn’t too confusing 😅 i’m trying to get better at making comics

i also want to go into jezebel’s treatment of jd and brozone as a hole but idk if anyone wants that tho there are things in this comic that kinda hint at how she views her children

[garfieldthegato]

my cult of lamb sculptures

[videoreligion]

Electric Flesh (1996)

[fandombrainrotwithmori]

I might be cooking up something…

@ultramarinaa’s Champion lives rent free in my head. I might actually have a problem…

Anyways, look at this sweet boy (and please ignore the mess on my desk, thanks). Ain’t he pretty? I think he is. Would you believe me if I told you the hardest part is making his glasses?

This is what three hours of work, some air drying clay, and an awful lot of tiredness looks like: a cat. It is currently 1:59 am. I am a mess, but I always am.

Fun fact I planned on making him be in another position but I wholeheartedly forgot. It’s not even a joke.

OH! One more thing before I go, @thebreadmantm’s Champion sculpture fully made my brain decide to do this. Your creation is absolutely beautiful and so is your art. Looking at it makes me immeasurably happy. Go check out her blog! -Mori

[nicadilly]

Cult of the Bones / Kult Kości - my master's thesis. (This is only a small part of the project!)

Each skull was sculpted manually (no slip casting etc) and decorated with various materials + decalcomania. The one at the bottom was partially hand-painted :) These skulls are only a portion of the project, other things include jewelry, posters, serigraphs and other sculptures.

You can find more pics here: https://www.artstation.com/nikar

I did it. After five years, i absolutely aced my thesis defense & i can taste freedom again (at least for a little bit!) It's been a wonderful trip and tbh i cant wait to go for a doctorate next! I dont wanna go off too much on the post itself but IF U CARE i will probably srb this and go off abt my defense & exhibition experience. I'll miss studying at Geppert's so fnk much.

Ill post the rest of the stuff soon, for now if ur interested theres a bunch over on artstation!

[zuccninis]

Leshy on a apple branch

[celestial-raposa]

fallout just makes me want to make clay things

[hatekawa]

Kawa I crave more rubicrown pleaseee

Does this count? 🏃

[miramelo]

4 U @sunnystrollblog

A quiet Family Dinner

[ruby-red-inky-blue]

honestly critical role has never been more relatable than Caduceus/Taliesin in the Rumblecusp arc

being put in an environment where you SHOULD thrive, only to fail comically at literally any given opportunity and discovering for the first time that you have some surprising capacity for resentment for something you love that you've built your whole identity on

also I know Caduceus is dumb as rocks in an education sense but those investigation checks they kept having to make felt like they SHOULD be wisdom checks at this point (because common fucking sense would tell you to just hand your shit to someone else once you notice you lose possessions every night) so watching him spectacularly fail every single one of those felt exactly like my life feels right now. Like I should know all the ways to prevent this and yet every day I fail again at the same task right out the gate

the absolute resignation this is all met with. like even for Caduceus that was a level of nonreaction I never thought possible. not a zen unbotheredness, just complete defeat. there is so much frustration underneath the surface and yet such a complete lack of energy to try and fight it, truly only going through a pandemic and/or a real weird mental health funk can breed the vibe of "help. it's again."

also, as someone who doesn't really give a shit about sex, like Caduceus, and prides themselves on their eloquence, like Taliesin, I've never seen myself so clearly represented as i have in the character and the player's combined struggle against the horny-twelve-year-olds energy of this cast

I too have experienced the "i see you giggling over something i said that wasn't even that much of an innuendo but i'm just gonna keep talk- oh no yeah no what i've said now is just a much bigger innuendo" so many times

and then you try and choose your words more carefully. because that's like, the one thing you're good at. and discover that a) once the giggles get going, it doesn't fucking matter and b) there's now not one synonym left in your brain that's not an open invitation

and now you're somehow the least invested in the joke but the most embarrassed by it

"how much of your brain is just innuendo???" the number of times i've wanted to ask people that

the deep disappointment when Travis joined into the madness

living vicariously through the mumbled asides of "all of you. it's all of you" "it's nonstop!"

also watching your group make a TERRIBLE plan but being unable to come up with a better one, so instead of poking holes in it until all your friends hate you you just quietly watch the catastrophe happen, and pray you'll have enough restraint left by the end of it to not say "i could've told you so" out loud

[roryrealm]

Omgggg 😩✋🏻

Tag: @starry-eyed-wild-child

[sunnystrollblog]

remember how i said cult branch has hallucinations of his brothers yeahhh… and that flower isn’t helping

also clay and viva don’t get separated during the escape, but that doesn’t mean clay wants anything to do with his life before the band split. Even if it means pretending him and branch were never brothers.

yeah it’s about to get real angsty for this fella

[startseeingstars]

His smile tho 🥹 he’s literally the cutest?!?

[prinix]

I made a bjd kinda thingy! It was my first experience making anything articulated, and I think that for a first attempt it didn't turn out that bad

Their eyes stare right into your soul :)

Around early september/october I saw a post from a very cool bjd artist about how they made their first doll. So I got inspired and sculpted all of the pieces of this little guy in one evening. Then I didn't have time or materials so I put this project off but it's finally done!!!

All the other photos are without the cloak, to show the figure and the joints better

Although I've made many mistakes along the way, making this doll was still a very fun experience!! I hope I'll get to use the things I've learnt while making this in my future projects :)

[vocalkun123]

Cotl Clay Art

🐸🦑🌳🐑

[angelsanarchy]

Bad Habits: Clay Roach x Y/N Series - PRT 1

Tagged: @not-properly-human @dudeimsocool @chainsawgvtsfvck @s0ulfulll @kristennero-wallacewellsver @mommymilkers0526 @8klil @liquidsmoothdomme

Clay kicked back on the couch as Benny broke up the weed. He knew they would need to re-up soon. Days where they fucked off at home always meant they would burn through an entire bag just to stay out of it. Today was no different.

Y/n walked up the broken sidewalk to her mother's old house carrying as many bags of groceries as she could muster. Since moving into the city, she made sure to drive back and visit at least a few times a week to ensure both her mother and her brother we taken care of. She noticed his car in the driveway and let out a sigh. He was supposed to be at work but clearly blew it off.

She put her key in the door and gave it a strong thrust with her shoulder knowing how the door would stick when the weather started to get cold. When the door popped open, both Benny and his friend Clay jumped almost completely off the couch.

"Jesus fuck Y/n! You scared the shit out of me." Benny complained. He was sitting on the couch, rolling a joint and watching Cops.

"You're supposed to be at work." Y/n she said without much care as she tried to fix the stick in the door.

"We're on a lunch break." Benny scoffed. Y/n rolled her eyes as she stepped over work boots that sat by the door. Clay got up from the couch and put his arms out.

"Here, let me help." Clay offered with a smirk and Y/n ignored him.

"How about you get your shoes out of the way instead. This isn't your house." Y/n scolded pushing past him.

"It's more like a second home. I probably sleep here more than at my place if I'm being honest." Clay laughed.

"Fun..." She started unpacking the bags and Clay leaned against the kitchen counter.

"I hear you've got a nice place in the city now that you're a big shot lawyer." Clay carried himself with such a swagger around most people but Y/n never bought into it. As someone who grew up watching her brother and his goofy friend Clay, she saw through the bravado to the guy who insisted on only drinking specific juice because of the red dye in most kid drinks.

"I have an apartment in the city that I work my ass off for, yes but I'm not a big shot lawyer. I take a lot of small criminal cases from idiots like you two who get caught up with possession charges." Y/n continued to put the groceries away and Clay held the milk out to her.

"Good to know." Clay nodded. She looked over at him curiously.

"You staying out of trouble?" She asked already knowing the answer. If there was one thing that could always find Clay, it was trouble.

"You know me." He shrugged.

"Yeah I do, that's why I asked." She tossed the plastic bags under the kitchen sink.

"You should give me your number in case I ever find myself in need of a good lawyer." Clay smirked.

"Not a chance." She snatched the milk and put it in the fridge.

"Come on Y/n, we don't have to keep dancing around this. We're grown now." Clay leaned against the counter top making Y/n chuckle.

"Yes we are, some of us more than others but I'm not looking to date one of my little brothers cronies." Y/n teased.

"Who said anything about dating? I was just hoping for some fooling around...maybe a little-" Clay scooted closer to her and she laughed out loud in his face.

"Clay, be so fucking for real. You think I would actually sleep with you?" She snorted a laugh. Clay pulled back and sighed.

"Don't act like we haven't fucked before, Y/n." Clay lowered his voice as Y/n grabbed his arm to pull him away from the doorway so Benny didn't overhear him.

"If you'll remember correctly, I was 17 and incredibly high half the time I was awake." She gritted through her teeth. Clay licked his lips.

"Which means we both have had time to gain a lot more experience...we should probably test it out sometime. I can do pretty incredible things with my mouth." Clay stepped into her space and she shook her head.

"Yeah like run it. Look, it's time you got over your little crush. It's starting to get sad." She put her hand on his chest and he chuckled.

"You know what they say, you never get over your first." He winked at her and she gave him a shove.

"You're the actual worst. Stay out of trouble and stop eating all the food in this damn house!" She laughed pushing past him towards the door.

"GET YOUR ASS BACK TO WORK BENNY!" She shouted as she slammed the front door. Benny threw up his middle finger after she was already gone and Clay sat back down on the couch next to him.

"Dude you've got to stop trying to bone my sister. She's so fucking far out of your league, she's playing internationally." Benny held the joint out to him.

"Nah she's got a soft spot for me. Just wait, you'll be calling me your brother by the end of the year while she's calling me daddy." Clay took a hit of the joint and Benny shoved him roughly.

"Fucking sick." Benny complained. Clay laughed out loud thinking about fucking Y/n. She was in fact his first but he knew he wasn't hers. He didn't care though. She's always been attractive but the appeal that Clay held for her was more than that. Since she got out of the neighborhood, she carried herself like she had some how become better than this life, better than where she came from but Clay knew who she was.

Who she really was.

Strip away the law degree, the fancy boots and makeup and she was still the girl who could hold her alcohol better than anyone in a 50 mile radius but never her smoke. The girl who made excuses to her friends about not being able to hangout because she had to watch her younger brother when really she was just playing video games and making mixed drinks for us. The girl who took Clay's virginity on HER prom night instead of fucking her date at the hotel party she left to come home. That's the girl that intrigued him. The only girl to ever get Clay even remotely close to feeling what he assumed was love.