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[foolishfoolsgold]

Rough draft for the shirt hehee

ID and Orange ver under the cut

Orang

[Start ID: stylized lineless design featuring Eosinophil from Cells at Work. The background is solid pink, and everything else is flat white. Eosinophil is in the center, jumping in the air and holding her spear, as if about to strike with it. A shining ball of light is seen between the two prongs of the spear. Eosinophil has minimal detail outside of clothes seams and folds, and the only details on her face are featureless pink eyes that match the background. Bold text in all caps that simulates an advertising poster reads: “TRAINED and CERTIFIED, THE BODY’S MOST TRUSTED SINCE 2005: DRAGON SLAYER. THE LEGENDARY LEUKOCYTE: EOSINOPHIL! WE HANDLE: PARASITIC, ALLERGIC, FUNGAL, BACTERIAL, INFLAMMATORY, AND MORE! CALL US AT 1(800) EOS-SNPL FOR A FREE QUOTE TODAY!” All of the other text is morphed around the design, but “DRAGON SLAYER” is enlarged and put so Eosinophil is in front of it, but it’s still legible. The second image shows the same design, except the pink is replaced with yellow-orange. End ID.]

[jijingka]

hi! updated my commissions info, rbs appreciated!

transcript: commissions info by ellie @jijingka

simple: lineless or lined + flats = $15-20/P800-1K.

complex: fully lined + colored = $25-50 / P1.4K-2.8k.

extra character: $7-10/P400-500.

backgrounds & extras: FREE = mobility aids, plain/pattern background. +$7/P400 per: simple background, frame, props. nonhuman characters OK!

terms & conditions:

★ prices are USD or PHP (Paypal or GCash)

★ i will send 1-2 updates (concepts and/or rough sketch) with up to 2 edits.

★ may take ~1-2 weeks to finish, any longer and i’ll update you!

★ final product will be emailed as PNG image

★ on refunds: 100% is okay before commission is started, 50% after rough draft, none after rough draft approval

‪★ negotiations are fine, but i may refuse commissions for any reason‬

contact me at: @jijingka on Twitter or Tumblr, or jijingka@gmail.com

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

this is the entire show btw

edwin: *says or does something bitchy*

crystal: um?? back me up here charles

charles: me?? charles rowland?? THE wifeguy ever???? fuck that i've been hanging on to every word out of this guy's mouth for the past 30 years and i’m not stopping now. what were you saying, my queen?

[video description and transcript under the cut]

[VD: a scene from Dead Boy Detectives which features three characters: Crystal, Edwin, and Charles. There are white closed captions throughout the video.

Crystal asks a question, and Edwin spins around and struts towards the camera. Yellow text has been edited onto the screen that pops up as he moves. The text reads as follows: “*cunty spin*💅”, “*tuts*😒”, “*pause for the drama*💋”, *struts his whole pussy*👠”, and “THE FUCKING ARMS😭”. The camera then shows Charles and Crystal as Edwin is speaking. Crystal looks at Charles with annoyance at what Edwin is saying, and Charles grins back at her before turning back to grin at Edwin affectionately. Yellow text next to Crystal says “is he fucking serious 🙄”. Next to Charles, yellow text appears saying, “i know isn’t he the best 🥰”, “that’s my wife right there 😍”, “tell us, princess 👑”, and “fuckin love you 😘”. End VD.]

[TRANSCRIPT]:

- [Crystal]: Um, why do I have to babysit?

- [Edwin]: Being a detective is not all invading people’s minds, reading objects, and ta-da, there’s your answer. Sometimes…

[magpiedraws]

Wouldn't lizard fashion be something like spikes and scales and a frilled lizard collar?

Like so?

(Bonus art under the cut)

[tapestryundone]

constantly thinking abt the long quiet and the shifting mound and their relationship w humanity. because the two are very much not mortal and even in the what happens next ending its very ambiguous if they ever WILL be or Can be. but even still they have both felt what its like to be mortal

i feel like its vague if the entity the two used to be even percieved its own existence. the way the narrator talks about it makes it seem like the two only existed conceptually and as a result lacked a complete sense of identity, and didnt need to, and wouldnt want to. but in the same way a thought cannot be unthought, the narrator gave them a glimpse into what it felt like to be mortal and the two can never un-know it, even if it wasnt exactly the same

the long quiet in particular seems especially tied to humanity and in some aspects seems to want to BE human (which feels so potent given how decidedly Not human he is). the game tends to imply that every option you get is a thought he DOES have, and in the spaces between, the choices dont seem as influenced by a given voice, which highlights even more how much he feels conflicted on his own nature that he gets Multiple options to express discomfort with himself being a god

it just gets to me how one of the options during the fight is literally "appeal to your shared humanity". because even if the two are gods, their separation and reshaping has given them humanity that they can never un-feel. for how much the shifting mound grieves what she once was, she cannot will her humanity away. shes mourning what the two of them once was and is desperate to have it back at any cost, even though they can never be together how they once were.

even if the long quiet goes with her, theyre still apart and lack balance, because the two once just Were and werent two parts. they werent both halves, they werent two concepts, they were just one concept that happened to, by human eyes, consist of two halves. and the narrators insertion of humanity into the mix in order to separate them, separating them into concepts that humans understood, manually put into existence a struggle for equilibrium where that balance had simply Existed

but theyve already perceived what felt like reality and can never un-see it. they were separated and Need the other to feel whole and for reality to BE whole but the moment that either of them realized their own free will, the moment the two fully came to feel like people, they could never be together the same way once again

im struggling to come up with a metaphor that isnt silly but its like if you took a piece of fabric and cut it in two and made them both into shirts. youve added a piece of humanity into them and doing so cost its original form. to take them apart and try to put them back together would never get you the original, whole piece of fabric back, because theyve been completely changed by their own unique destruction and reconstruction

they were separated in a way that gave them humanity that they have such conflicting feelings on. both seem to have a deep love of humanity but vastly different ideas on what humanity needs to thrive, because its in their natures

in order to get one to kill the other the narrator let the long quiet interpret the both of them as mortal. and for a being of perception and an god thats being lied to, this became part of their limited view of the world, on top of all the other reasons that the two gained humanity. the long quiet couldnt be told what to do if he didnt have the ability to potentially act on the narrators desires, and the shifting mound could never die if the long quiet didnt believe her to be capable of death

the narrator gave the two humanity and the shifting mound is very reasonably distressed by this. because the two of them never asked for this but they cant undo it. it is her OWN subtle desire for things to be the same as they used to be, her own piece of that stagnation that also led to her experiencing humanity, that makes her so adamant during the fight. she misses the long quiet and wants to undo a change that cannot be undone in search of a constant state of being that was taken from her

and the long quiet felt so closely tied to mortality, both its existence and absence, that no matter what, he wants to aid humanity. but hes been lied to and denied autonomy to the point where he doesnt know what that entails. but he wants to be a part of it. he was given fake mortality and cant seem to figure out how he feels

the shifting mound is set in how she feels it best to aid in the existence of life. she is stagnant in her feelings because its all that feels right to her. the long quiet is ever-shifting in how he feels it best to aid in the existence of life. he is changing in his feelings because its all that feels right to him

getting to the heart of the shifting mound allows them a moment to discuss it as the closest they can get to mortals. the two care about their impact on life and what it means to be alive and what better way for the two of them to truly decide what they want to do about it, outside of the conflict thats been forced between them, than as the mortals they never were?

[littlesliceofimmortality]

JUNE OF DIALTOWN - DAY ONE: PRIDE

[ID: From left to right are Norm, Randy, Oliver, Gingi, and Karen: all from Dialtown. They are all walking down Downtown and wearing various items sporting different LGBTQ+ flags.

Norm has on a progress flag cape, and has a bear flag pattern on his bandana. He is seen visibly sweating in his astronaut suit and cowboy hat, fanning himself with butch flag-colored fan. Her expression is disgruntled.

Randy leans on his arm crutches for support as he walks forward; on his usual jacket are a bisexual pin, a genderqueer pin, and a trans pin. She appears tired but cheerful.

Oliver has his flannel unbuttoned with a tank top underneath, along with shorts. He has a Gilbert Baker rainbow sticker, an aromantic sticker, and objectum sticker on his phone receiver. There are five beads on his fez that make up the colors of the trans flag.

His right hand is in his pocket and his left hand holds a leash, which is attached to a harness on Gingi's back as it crawls on all fours. They both appear content, although Gingi has a more zoned-out expression. Gingi also has on a collar, with the colors of the polyamorous flag and a heart tag.

Karen has on a drawstring backpack, and is smiling as she gives a thumbs up. She has two bracelets on, one with the lesbian flag and the other with a repeating trans flag. Like Oliver, they also wear more summer-y clothing, with short sleeves and shorts.

/End ID.]

[coastalmangoes]

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anyway if you love v4v go read This is How You Lose the Time War

likewise if you love time war consider playing ultrakill

transcript:

“Hunger, Red—to sate a hunger or to stoke it, to feel hunger as a furnace, to trace its edges like teeth—is this a thing you, singly, know? Have you ever had a hunger that whetted itself on what you fed it, sharpened so keen and bright that it might split you open, break a new thing out? Sometimes I think that’s what I have instead of friends.”

a digital comic, sketchy colored lineart over a black background. V1 grabs V2 and traces its fingers along its chest as it monologues. As it describes its hunger, we see v1 splattered in blood and a massive fanged maw erupting from its body.

[talos-stims]

playing guitar in the dark

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ID: nine gifs of guitars being played in dark rooms. one gif shows a very shiny guitar reflecting a small amount of light, another is shot from inside the guitar, looking through the strings. three of the gifs are lit in orange light, two are lit in red.

[iceicewifey]

so um... i found a pose reference that gave me big vanishay vibes, but then i got carried away then tried to turn it into a lore moment for some reason? 😭

i don’t totally like how his arm looks plus i couldn’t get him low enough because the height difference was making it a really awkward angle, but that’s what i get for copying the anime style again... it’s janky but close enough lmao full disclosure vanilla's bangs and face are heavily referenced bc they were giving me the most grief to copy, no thanks to all those damn little LINES. reference + transparent vers. under the cut!

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can’t find a direct link since i saw it on pinterest (💔) but it’s by mellon_soup!

[p2ii]

Yea...

[possiblyfunny]

Hello again, fellas. (And to whoever is actually interested in looking at my weird little AU-) Sanctuary has been on my mind lately and uhhh, I’d like to introduce you to some new characters!

Meet the Eventide Duo: REI and KAI!

I, like with Aster and Del, have never drawn them before, and because I honestly didn’t have it in me to do two full-body drawings with color and everything, doodling them was the next best thing. I’ve been thinking about these two a lot and just really wanted to get them down as a start. Soooo—this is their first pass and things are subject to change! (Please excuse the messiness-)

Rei (the Red) and Kai (the Blue) come from—okay this is kinda funny now that I’m writing it out—their AU was inspired by an FNF fan song that I heard awhile back. It was something like “Frostbite but Blue.” The person who made the song (I don’t remember their name off the top of my head) said they were going to post the lore, but as far as I know they never did, so my brain kinda took the concept and ran with it—making it into my own story. (Sorry to whoever that was-)

Rei is the fledgling god of the Sun and the Second Coming of Arceus. He ascended to godhood after his untimely death, returning to earth to protect the one he loves. Rei may look like a massive grump, but in reality, he's a ray of sunshine and one of the most warm-hearted and protective people you'll ever meet. Kai is still a Pokémon Trainer, but he’s also Rei's singular devotee. He's honestly pretty quiet for a Blue, if not a bit high-strung, but he's loyal and sweet, even if he has a bit of a hard time showing it.

The both of them worked together to survive the violent floods and rainfall that devastated their original home, and now live a quiet life together in Sanctuary, going on little adventures here and there to try and reclaim the life they lost bit by bit.

(Okay, time to tag my one fan. @100nebulas , I think you said you wanted more Sanctuary content in general that one time, so I guess you’re gonna be eternally tagged in these lmao. Hope you enjoy :])

[foolishfoolsgold]

ITS MESSY AF BUT HERE SHE IS

Her patterns looked better in pencil I spent forever reworking them lmao but I think I got it. I love her so so much I need to draw her moreee, thank you again for suggesting her she lives rent free in my mind now.

[Start ID: character design sheet for AU Mast Cell, she keeps her canon clothes and complexion, minus her high heels being replaced by plain white shoes. She has golden markings over her arms, ears and snout that have broken blue outlines, and she has blue spots under her eyes. Her eyes are brown and have black scleras, and she wears eyeglasses. Her hair is dark blue instead of black, and that same blue covers much of her large tail. It has lighter blue patterns along its bottom side, and each dorsal lobe has a yellow histamine granule in it, represented as a big, solid-colored spot. The markings are derived from cat geckos, and there’s a reference photo for both the lizard and some canon art of Mast Cell. The background is watercolor blue, and the main drawing of Mast is next to a faceless shiloetee of an average-height neutrophil, which stands about shoulder height to her. End ID.]

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

me updating my ex phannie friends on dnp every once in a while:

[simplified] video ID: youtubers dan and phil in the top right corner of a sims game loading page with auto-captions saying “meanwhile on homosexuals”

[gamer-comix]

what are your idol precure thoughs... do share

i don't think the names are very good but that's spoilers I GUESS so i won't go into detail.

okay maybe a LITTLE detail

one of them's pretty normal, one of them is extremely similar to a very recent cure name (even more so when written in japanese, which is gonna be confusing for ME let alone the target audience (babies)) and one of them is just Why

the designs themselves are cute though. i like the Why girl

[wormthing]

Android designs of Selene and The Works. (Might be stretching the definition of android here lol.)

Some designs thoughts!

Selene is a research computer on the Moon. So, I gave her wheels inspired by lunar rovers for rolling across the rough terrain. Her lanky limbs are for gently reaching around and picking up samples. I'm not sure why I was so set on giving her a cape, but it can shield her inner mechanics from debris and rays. If I put more thought into it I would've given her compartments for storing samples too...

Her face design inspired by the moon (I'm a sucker for the half-moon-face design choice lol), but one idea is that she has a silver halo to illicit a full moon.

The Works is a military computer on the Earth. His design is more robust and clunky, sort of cobbled together over the years without any humans to maintain him. Colour-wise, inspired by those tan computers from the 1980s and camo patterns. He's a bit rusty and corroded. The hexagonal shelves of computing are pulled right from the script (only, in the script he takes up a whole room, so the hexagons are all over the floor).

His face is inspired mostly by his faceted face display, but I think a screen head would be nifty as well.

[apt-comix]

[Image Description: the following images are from a (badly cut out) hand-drawn and -written mini comic, purple ink on white printer paper, folded over and stapled into sixteen pages, one panel per page. A gloved hand can be seen holding the pages open.]

[The cover. In cursive it says "Akin To A Feeling Of Loss". It shows a family tree, starting with the printed box for "Papaw", who is partnered to boxes labeled "Step Mamaw", "Nana", and far to the right is a box labeled in cursive "For Judith". From the lines leading down from Papaw and Step Mamaw are two boxes, one labeled "half uncle" and the other "half aunt". The sibling line also stretches out past the page margin. Both half aunt and half uncle each have a line going down to boxes labeled "Cousin", one Cousin has another box descending from it unlabeled. From the Papaw and Nana line is a box labeled "Mom", and descending from Mom is the A.P.T. Comix logo (described in user's icon description). From the Papaw and Judith line is a box labeled "Half Uncle", who leads to three Cousin boxes, each of which have unlabeled descending boxes. At the bottom of the page, a chain linked line goes across.]

[The first page says "She wasn't my ancestor ['my' is underlined]. In proof my life is a cosmic sitcom..." The page image shows a crudely doodled stage in front of a silhouette crowd, showing a balding old man holding a paper that says "DNA", an aging woman with beehive hair looking on angrily, and a man in a black jacket in front of an open door, a sweat drop on the side of his face as he holds his hand out in a shake. There is a suitcase by his feet. Above the stage is a light-up sign that says "Laugh". The narration continues "...I had a long-lost uncle." The second page shows a dainty hand with a simple chain bracelet lightly touching fingers with a bigger, chunkier hand wearing a large watch. The text says "Don't know what went down between her and my grandfather. She was only eighteen when she had my uncle."

[Third page: the same dainty, braceleted hand, held up weakly with a pool of purple scribbled blood beneath it. "She died only a year later. Gruesomely and tragically. Car, meet train." Fourth page: "The asshole who drove her under the descending barrier lived until the age of eighty-one. His obit was...something" The image is of an obituary page with a silhouette portrait. The birth year is nineteen thirty-four and the death date is twenty twenty-one. The obituary is mostly made up of scribble lines, except for the middle sentence "To his credit, he was sober when he died." At the bottom of the page the narration continues "He was never found liable in Judith's death, not that I could find. Drunk driving wasn't illegal yet."]

[Fifth page. Drawings of lipstick, the chain bracelet, cat eye sunglasses, a fabric scarf with flowers on it, and a lit cigarette. "Maybe she was in love with the guy. Maybe she just wanted a normal night of teenagerhood age a year of motherhood. I'll never know." Sixth page: "My uncle died early on in the pandemic. I think I met him maybe 5 times." The picture is of a poorly-drawn Pokémon card game and a Pokéball off to the side. "Mostly I just remember playing Pokémon with his son."]

[Seventh page: "I don't know is my cousins even know who she was. No bad blood, but I haven't spoken to them in years." The image is a laptop with a background window that says "NEWS: World is in bad shape. See how our–", and an email window that says "hey cuz, no n.E thing bout your dead–". The narration continues "Not sure how to broach this subject out of nowhere." Eighth page: "The records show that the only grandmother they ever knew was Judith's own mother." The picture shows another family tree, all unlabeled. At the bottom of the tree are the three Cousin boxes, leading up to the Half Uncle box, which first leads to box that has been scribbled out, then another line goes up to a different, higher box. "Her mother's obit lists Judith's son as her son. Even differentiating my uncle from her actually adopted children. (Did they keep her a secret?)"]

[Ninth page: blank but for the words "But that's not your story. Judith. That's theirs. I want to know you." Tenth page: "The newspaper articles on the crash don't say anything besides your name." The picture is of a pile of pages with scribbled line words. The top page shows silhouette portraits beside their respective paragraphs. "From then on, you only exist as a name in the obits of your parents, and siblings' obituaries, having pre-deceased them. That's all I can find."]

[Eleventh page: "I can't even find your own obituary." There is an uneven, blank box. "You only exist in a train crash and as a footnote in the Ancestry trees of people I don't know." There's a smaller box, with an arrow cursor in it. "And now, mine." Twelfth page: "It's not fair. You existed ['you existed' in allcaps and underlined]." The picture is of the braceleted hand, done in incomplete lines. "But I can't even find a photo of you. I made up your simple bracelet."]

[Thirteenth page: "I hope you had a good enough life. I'd understand if you felt ground down by life though." There is a table with a sheet of ruled paper, a pencil next to it, and surrounded by teddy bear, pacifier, and rattle. The page has a list of three items: the first being a scribbled line, the second being the words "Nolite te Bastardes carborundum", and the third is blank. The narration continues "I hope my grandfather was kind to you. You were both so young." Fourteenth page: "I'll never know what you were like. Everyone who ever knew you is gone." There's a thought cloud with a question mark, an A.P Bio textbook, a ballerina, and a painting of a mountain with a paintbrush. "Surely, you had dreams? Goals? Even if you kept them to yourself. You had them. I know it.]

[The end page. "We're from the same city, 3 decades apart. Your grave is right by the lake I nearly drowned in as a child." There is a simple headstone that says "Judith, I can't get your short story out of my head." Beneath it says "Next time I'm in town, I'll put flowers on your lonely grave." End I.D]

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