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pikafaawork · 2 years ago
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wip that i never gonna finish "the father and the son" 💥🔫
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sonjavart · 9 months ago
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Chivarly's man
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Yeeah, I have had this sitting in my WIPs for ages and seems that I won't be finishing it. So I'm calling it. Still shirtless prince Chivarly might cheer up someone from the pack?
My commissions are open. If you would like me to draw you something like this, feel free to contact me here on pm, via e-mail sonjavart(at)gmail.com, or on my Ko-Fi. Price listings are on my Ko-Fi, and if you don’t see what you like, feel free to inquire for a quote or other details. Relevant info and links in my pinned post also.
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postcardsfromheapside · 3 months ago
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Seven Sentence Sun/Mon 1/12-1/13
Preface: ALL of my writing is WIP, because I chronically never finish any art of any kind. I write in spurts, a paragraph to several at a time, then let it moulder somewhere in the dark and pretend like that's going to help it.
But @thedissonantverses won't stop poking me to Do More so since I got tagged a couple times, here's something from a BG3 thing I was mucking around with a while back.
Even before pustules began erupting on Ethel’s elongating arms, Tav had smelled something fetid. A carrion-sweetness, a heavy putrefaction beyond the normal decay of a marsh. It crawled into her nose and throat and when Ethel began shedding pale, papery skin, cartilaginous spines erupting from her hunching back in sickening pops, Tav found her lungs filled with the stink and she couldn’t scream. She was rooted to the floorboards watching an old woman carelessly peel any semblance of humanity away like birch bark. Hags, her first arch-druid had told her, were Chaos. They belonged to a primordial part of the fey, and knew no other law than their own gratification. Hags corrupted anything they touched, and any bargains they made were sure to be rigged in their favor, if they weren’t already causing misery for the sheer pleasure of it. 
It's already Monday night so I'm not tagging anyone.
Anyway.
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kuroopon · 2 years ago
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nahamut · 1 year ago
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*doodles* CREATURES
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pureewhitesnow · 1 year ago
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heyo, sorry for the lack of posts. i've been taking my time for holidays and stuff, and despite having the time to open my drawing app, ever since i broke my tablet's pen, it's been harder for me to draw.
i've been spending more of my time playing bandori itself, but honestly, i'm nearing my end game and finished like half of my purpose.
with my broken pen tablet, i had to move back to ibis paint x (because i don't like drawing without a pen in clip studio). alot of personal stuff too, but it's really no big deal lmao. i just hope i can fight it off next year.
have a good day for anyone's seeing this <3
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lord-phantasm · 2 years ago
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Probably never gonna finish it. Testing out some new brushes and practicing still. I have a hard time drawing hands and 3D modelled them 💀
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bunniverses · 9 months ago
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ANOTHER WIP I'LL NEVER FINISH BUT!!!! i think it has a place on this blog because i think we need to have a conversation about them
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lilacerull0 · 9 months ago
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listen to this while you go through old family pics with your sister. unmatched.
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vergi1ius · 1 year ago
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I feel like dating sim deconstructions always approach things from the wrong angle (though that might just be my inexperience with dating sims tbh).
The monster in the dating sim isn't the yandere that will break the fourth wall to be with the player -- the monster is the player themselves, who toys with the affections of the characters, and then casts them aside after achieving the end scene.
The horror of a deconstruction shouldn't come from the overly-possessive love of one of the characters, but from the sudden transformation of that love into hate when the characters reveal that they know about all your previous runs and who you dated in each one -- that they know you don't actually love any of them.
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mypluginbaby · 5 months ago
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couldn't find my hysteria remix post (if there was any) so here, progress so far (it's been many months of creative drought)
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andtheghost · 6 months ago
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Shortly after this I destroyed it because I’m a moron who can’t do anything right.
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laserswordtraining · 6 months ago
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trick or treat! 🍭
Happy Halloween 🎃
Have an excerpt?(majority) of an idea that I’ve been ignoring for a year! MOD!Harry working in the department of mysteries, studying the hallows.
Mr. Harry Potter,
It is our pleasure to request your presence after seeing your commitment to your assignments and approach and passion in seeing what others may choose not to. If you wish to see and know more than you’ve been thus far permitted, say ‘charta mutatio’ and present it on the elevator. If you change your mind, you will consent to obliviation as seen fit.
There was no signature, and the letter was typed. Harry, smiled knowing he’d be working with Hermione, and said the phrase as written. The paper turned into a pin, a silver circle with an inner circle very close to the rim. He pocketed it, and headed to the elevator. He got on alone, and pinned the item to his chest, and then his eyes went wide and he checked all his pockets for his wand, took a breath when he found it.
The doors opened, and he was met with a very small lobby area. There were two chairs, and a door that had an eyehole and electronic speaking device, very muggle. Harry debated sitting because the Department of Mysteries was bound to know when someone came down the elevator, or buzzing and saying he… had an appointment. An invitation? A request?
He approached the door, and it opened immediately. Harry almost jumped, and realised it was again the badge that allowed him passage. The hallway was long and without any doors. The hallway opened up on the left to a large high ceilinged room, with a balcony from the floor above. Harry swivelled and gaped at the open space, then stopped when he heard a polite clearing of the throat.
“Mr. Potter, it’s fantastic to meet you. I’ll give you the pitch and show you what I’ve planned before I go introducing myself ‘eh?” The man, gently wrinkled in his sixties, shook Harry’s hand and patted his shoulder. “This is the Department of Mysteries, you know apparently already about the veil, and prophecy hall, and brain tank, and,” the man sighed deeply, “so much more than you should’ve been able to walk away with memories of. But here we are.”
Harry smiled, Hermione sure was quick to share the security flaws of the Department.
“Today, I will be showing you some of what we’re working with, and ask of any interest you wish on adding to the list, should you choose to accept the position. We’ll discuss after the tour.” The man waved his wand toward the wall, and a glamour fell showing a rolling cart with a crate of potions.
It’s not in the plans to continue this…but you never know!
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sugarcubesworks · 7 months ago
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Testing to see how videos work on this platform! Very demure and mindful of me, you see 😇
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marikodraws · 3 months ago
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Off the Rails
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heartorbit · 10 months ago
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searching for a star that's still unknown to anyone!
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