#fanficart

[ideksams]

a rough fanart for this lovely fanfic that i think about a lot!

when he found out that anya knew the truth all long…

※ the writing in the picture is not mine. it belongs to one of my favorite (if not THE favorite) fanworks written by the lovely @piracytheorist!

a little out of the blue, this is along the line of things i've wanted to draw for fun since forever…! the latest chapter reminded me in a way… apologies for the quick roughness, it's like practice, or a trial run for these ✍️ i'd like to do more and practice different things! like backgrounds...

※ anywho- masterpost of the entire work here, for those interested in reading it too! (see warnings!)

https://piracytheorist.tumblr.com/post/720279101761552384/macabre-theme-and-variations-masterpost (i just really, really love it. and the way that twilight, yor, anya, and everyone is written. i shouldn't go in too much depth about it, but there's something about how it covers this aspect between loid and anya- can you imagine how loid would feel if he found out that anya knew since the BEGINNING that he's been lying to her? well, this fic covers it and i LOVE. IT.)

[threading-fate]

“What is happening?" The voice is cold and cutting. Everything stops; Shen Yuan glares at the doorway, iron in his mouth as he meets the green eyes of Shen Qingqiu. Zhao De presses his face harder against the floor as he shifts, and Shen Yuan has the half-mind to snap his teeth at him. He already bit him once, after all. He could do it again. 

Exerpt from Shen Yuan Of No Relation (ch. 6) by @grubus.

phew!! i've had been meaning to draw this scene for a WHILE (ever since i read it) and finally i have it out. uh, sorry i keep drawing sy from behind LOL i just wanted to really include his slave mark. we'll see his face in my style soon !! (hopefully). anyways, thank u gemi for the lovely fic <33

[the-horizon-lounge3041]

The Harpy and the Hawk

Chapter 4

A Forbidden Friendship

Talanah went back to see the injured Harpy, who kept howling in the cove. She wondered why she was doing that, was it a Harpy call? Or is she just sad she can’t fly? Either way, Talanah still wanted to help her…even if she is a wild and unpredictable thing, helping her felt right.

Talanah entered the cove and saw the Harpy clawing at at rock, this was her chance to wrap up that injured wing of hers. The Harpy turned around and saw Talanah walking towards her. She wasn’t as aggressive as she was when Talanah set her free, but she was still skittish and didn’t trust the girl.

“Hey there girl…I know you don’t trust me, and you probably can’t understand me but I want to put this medicinal lotion on your wing and wrap it up, I promise it’ll make you feel better” Talanah gently spoke, the Harpy moved back a little bit while staring at Talanah. “It’s okay…I’m not going to hurt you…in fact I don’t want to hurt you, I don’t think I can kill Harpies even though that’s what everyone else at the lodge does” Talanah said, the Harpy tilted her head and moved backwards.



Talanah took one step forward and the Harpy glided off again. “Okay…still won’t let me get too close” Talanah said to herself. “Guess I’ll just wait till she’s ready, Talanah sat down and started drawing in the dirt. The Harpy heard scratches and got curious, she wanted to see what the girl was doing. She quietly sat next to Talanah at watched her draw in the dirt, she was drawing the Harpy. Suddenly the Harpy got up and grabbed a large branch and started drawing around Talanah.



“A Harpy that likes to draw?” Talanah said, the bird woman smiled and looked at her scribbles. “Everything we thought about you, it’s all wrong” Talanah said to her. Suddenly, the Harpy came up to her. “Woah…hi..” Talanah said, the Harpy sniffed her head “hey that tickles” she giggled, “guess I had to let you come to me huh?” The Harpy smiled. Okay, moment of truth. Talanah brought out the lotion and bandages and once again, tried to wrap up the Harpy’s injured wing.

But the Harpy took off again.

“Figured you’d do that, that’s why I brought this” Talanah said while pulling out a basket of fish and meats. The scent immediately got the Harpy’s attention, Talanah went behind a rock to give the Harpy some space and make sure she takes the bait. The Harpy walked over and began digging in. She had her whole head in the basket, this was Talanah’s chance.

“ Okay….. Now I can do this” Talanah whispered, she gently rubbed the lotion on the Harpy’s wing and wrapped it. “ There you go..” she said gently. And she backed away, giving the avian woman some space. The Harpy finished eating, and let out a belch. “ Excuse you” Talanah whispered and chuckled.

“There you go, see?” Talanah said. The Harpy looked at the bandage on her wing, suddenly thunder roared. It was beginning to rain. The Harpy went for cover and put her wing over her head. Talanah didn’t move, she sat at the water and thought about what everyone would think of her. “I mean, they aren’t wrong to make fun of me back at home” she uttered, “I can’t kill Harpies…especially not after this…my father will think I’m a failure” she said to herself. Then the Harpy came over and put her wing over her head. Talanah looked at the Harpy and spoke.

“I’m sorry I shot you down…I thought if I brought back the wings of the Harpy, I would become Sunhawk…I now know that you aren’t a monster, you’re trying to survive..just like us” Talanah said. “It’s okay, I forgive you” The Harpy spoke. “You can talk?!” Talanah said surprised, “yes I can…we are part human after all…and…my name is Aloy” Aloy said. “Oh…hi Aloy…I hope you are feeling better now that your wing is wrapped up” Talanah said. “I feel a little better, also sorry for roaring at you…even though you deserved it” Aloy said, “it’s okay, also…you’re right…I kinda did” Talanah chuckles.

The two started bonding, as soon as the rain stopped. They both ate fish and drew in the mud, the sun began to set and Talanah decided to head home. “I’ll see you tomorrow Aloy” she said. Talanah had made a new friend…a Harpy friend!

https://www.tumblr.com/the-horizon-lounge3041/763017771532632064/the-horizon-lounge

[bnhactorverse]

Mini comic: Villain!Actor!Deku for the series My Hero Academia Actorverse

Courtesy of @kraeyola

[beezbluefood]

Art bc I have been gone for a while!! This is my oc from my upcoming novel/fanfic (just in the same universe) their name is Praivie!

[mokki-tea]

My interpretation of reader (Nibby) from Trouble is a Friend by @nerevarswritingstuff this LEGO Monkie Kid fanfiction has gripped my heart so hard, I'm major craving more!

[leuqarrappaport]

Ever since I've finished "Five Kisses", Penelope's emotional reading of Colin’s letters had me sighing for a while because surely she was has affected by those letters has anyone has ever been 🥺❤️ So I decided to quickly do something to honour that moment with some markers I hadn’ttried before - and the outcome is this little doodle 👀

I hope you like it ❤️

If you haven’t read this fic, please check it out - it is so, so worth it!!

[greysonsward]

GUESS WHO JUST CAUGHT UP TO ALL OF GHOST IN THE MACHINE https://archiveofourown.org/works/491... by @/venomous-qwille on tumblr cause its me! Im the one who just caught up! I am positively head over heels for✨ Fool✨💕 of course but this is all I could think about whenever Misuta showed up 😂 plus i needed the practice with procreate dreams so looks like Fool will be next on the animation practice docket tho✨

[ladynoirelf]

The poncho protects, but most importantly, it shelters those Tree’ya holds close to her heart.

[springfallendeer]

The other half of the dumb thing I wrote. This time primarily featuring @zenkaiankoku’s Sun. I affectionately refer to them as Noodle Sun and Noodle Moon. Because noodle arms.

Sun is reacting to the Christmas tree Moon built, and does something surprisingly nice

          It came was a surprise to find such a beautiful gift waiting for him, once the lights came back on. A hand made tree, built of robotic parts and shredded clothes. Strange and unsettling from a human perspective. Sharp and shimmering under the light. Dangerous. Unnatural. But to him, absolutely beautiful. The best tree that he had ever seen - because the tree was his. Gifted to him not by people, but by the other side of him. The side he hated. The side that he thought hated him. The side that he thought was bad and mean.

          Uncertain of his own feelings, he studied the tree. He admired it, but made no move to touch it. So frail this tree could be. Pieced together from all the things that he had accidentally broken over the years. Pretty, pretend lights made from robot fingers and bottle caps. Tinsel made of strips of cloth. Beautiful. Beautiful because it was for him. Beautiful because it was Christmas, and this was his Christmas tree. Strips of cloth lay scattered about the bottom of it. Empty carboard boxes lay nearby.

          His solar rays withdrew ever so slightly in thought. There would be no gifts waiting for him beneath the tree. No gifts waiting for the darker side of him, either. Alone in the daycare. Unwanted. No one to play with. No one to celebrate with. How unfair. They deserved Christmas too. Both of them. A sort of reluctance set into him. No, he was wrong. He had been given a gift. A wonderful gift. The gift of a Christmas tree. One made by hand with love and care. One for him to enjoy as much or as little as he wanted.

          The other side of him was the one without a present. That was the unfairness of it. He turned away from the tree, to focus on the boxes. A gift for a gift. A secret Santa, almost. He took the boxes. Though they bent and crumpled in his grip, he did not care. Or he did not notice. He found some paper. He found his crayons. A gift for a gift. Christmas was for them both. Christmas was the time to be nice, even to those you hate. He had to be fair. He had to be generous. He had to be a good boy.

          Hastily he scribbled on the paper. Front and back. Front and back. Red and green. Black and yellow. He couldn’t make anything as pretty as the tree, but he could make the decorations. He crumpled these colored paper sheets in his hands. Christmas ornaments. Beautiful. Crinkly. If only he had glitter glue, he could make them sparkle. Into a box they went. Under the tree, he pushed the box. Slowly. Carefully. He stayed far away from it. He only used one finger. Careful. Careful. Don’t touch the tree. Don’t break it.

          Moon deserved a Christmas present for being nice. Another box. The nicest looking box. He colored the outside to look like a present. Green with a pretty red bow. They could pretend it was real. Another piece of paper. He tried not to crinkle it as much. He wrote a note. Short and sweet.

“Merry Christmas, Moon~!”

                    A pretty note. A pretty little thank you for their pretty little tree. Almost. The note was put in the present box. Again, he carefully pushed the box beneath the tree. Slowly. Carefully. Don’t touch. Don’t touch. Don’t break. Don’t break. A box of ornaments and a thank you gift for Moon. But that wasn’t enough. It was Christmas. Presents needed to be open on Christmas. Not the day after. That wasn’t the same. That wasn’t fair. The reluctance returned. He didn’t want to go into the dark. He didn’t want to let Moon out.

          But Moon needed to get his present. Moon needed to be able to hang the ornaments upon the tree. Reluctance. He didn’t want too. But he had too. He set the timer. Thirty minutes. He was being nice. He was being good. He was being fair. The lights went out. He squirmed and groaned, fighting the change on impulse. Lights out. Time for Moon to come out. He twitched and spasmed somewhat, before finding himself bewildered by the sight that wait before him. It was still Christmas. But he had already come out for the day.

          Sun never let him out twice in one day. Never. Never. How strange. Had something happened? For a moment, he panicked. Then he saw it. Two crumpled boxes stuck beneath the sharp, metallic branches of the tree. Colored and decorated. One of them even looked like a present. He pulled them out. A present? For him? From who? He checked the boxes. From one fell a mess of crumpled sheets of paper. Little crinkly colored balls. He stared at them confused. Then oh. Oh! Ornaments. Decorations for the tree.

          He hadn’t had the time to make his own before the lights came back on. In the decorated box he found the note. The “Merry Christmas” wish sent to him by Sun. Oh. A present from Sun. A present for him. Happy. Excited. He didn’t think he had much time. He had to decorate. The paper ornaments were carefully hung upon the trees. Punctured upon metallic branches to be secured. Pretty. Beautiful. Now it was done. Now it was perfect. A metal tree that couldn’t die. A metal tree that couldn’t make a mess.

          His. Sun’s. Five minutes came and went, but the lights were still out. Surprise. Surprise! He still had time. He didn’t have to go away yet. More crayons. More paper. He wrote a note of his own.

“Merry Christmas, Sun. Thank you. Have some snow.”

          Snow he made. He tore up paper into little strips. Then store those strips up more and more. It was paper, but it was white. Snow. Not confetti. Paper. Not ice. It wouldn’t melt. It wouldn’t disappear. They could clean it later. Right now, it was Christmas. Christmas needed snow. Sun couldn’t hurt the snow. He could squeeze it and throw it and it would be fine. He put the snow in a box near the tree. He laid the note in front of it. Easy to spot. Easy to see. The minutes ticked by.

          For the first time, ever, he was excited for the lights to come back on. For the first time, ever, he was okay with having to go away. Because he was excited to be able to give Sun a present.

[swagnimart]

Bleh~~ ο(=•ω＜=)ρ⌒☆

Michi looks so cute in this one :D

[quotidian-oblivion]

GUYS YOU REALLY NEES TO THANK AND SEND LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS OF LOVE TO @cygnusdoesthings BC WITHOUT HER I W0ULD HAVE QUITE LITERALLY THROWN MY PHONE ACROSS THE ROOM AND STOMP ON THE SCREEN UNTIL THE PICTURE WAS BROKEN

EVERYONE GO APPRECIATE HER RIGHT TF NOW BC THIS WOULD HAVE BEEN A TERRIFYING PICTURE WITHOUT CYG'S HELP

THANK YOU CYGGIEEEEE

Made art for @vamillepudding's fic:

I loved the visual picture of Tim holding a knife to Jason's throat and, even though I don't really draw at all, I decided to I turn it into an actual picture:

I kept the cat-claw glove Catwoman gave him lol.

The fic is so good guys! Go give it a read!

[sonicravenx]

Concept Art: Koji Nakamura

Main Character from “Seven Seals”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31038059/chapters/76672856

[bnhactorverse]

Giving Point ACT I: Truth In Omission assets. This is an AO3 fic that is an Actor AU for BNHA. All assets posted to this blog are courtesy of @kraeyola

Do not repost/reuse any & all art for this series without permission (this INCLUDES NFTs/AI). Thank you

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Chapter excerpt:

“Can I ask you one last question?” 

Izuku doesn’t move his head from where it’s facing forward, but he does shift his eyes to look at Charlie 

“What’s the question?” 

Charlie takes her time. Almost like she’s bracing herself for what she’s about to ask, which has a flare of worry fire through Izuku. He hangs his elbow off the backrest. Charlie’s dark blue eyes never leave the front of the church. Her black-painted nails dig so hard into her palms, that he’s sure she’ll leave behind crescent moon grooves. 

She blinks twice. Chin angled down as she looks at her fingers. Brushing them against each other in a soft manner.

“The other NDA you signed with X-studios,” She turns her head to lock eyes, “were they related to my brother’s injury?”

[kasiobite03]

why is roier an oracle? because he is. my canon to au transition is this: roier knows and predicts events before they happen. its dramatic irony but because its rp and live unscripted it only happens after the fact. or maybe its because of his boy who cried wolf nature. when he had bobby with him, whenever he got downed he would be like OMG NO BOBBY IS GOING DIE HELPPPP. but when bobby did die he said nothing. all he could say was i knew it.

so then in the au this becomes: oracle who knows things and predicts them and somewhere along the way roier "arruina familias" gameplays goes off to fuck off castle to plan his revenge and hires a knight. why? idk! and we dont really need to know because its a warped version of the canon events for the back story :3 because this roier is our roier and not a stranger you know?

or maybe we do need to know... but that we learn when roier wants to share. we dont get to know unless he tells...

[emeoonbird]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Nefertari Vivi/Nico Robin Characters: Nico Robin Additional Tags: Mentioned Nefertari Vivi, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Dream Sharing, Sad Ending, no beta we die like kuina, Femslash February, Femslash February 2023, Comfort/Angst, i guess, Since It Starts Sweet And Finishes Kinda Sad, I Will Go Down With This Ship Series: Part 2 of femslash february Summary:

Suas irises acinzentadas tentavam observar o seu arredor, no entanto, mal conseguia ver tamanho era o embaçamento que dominava a sua vista. Era como se alguém estivesse censurando o que pudesse ou não olhar, tendo poucos detalhes nítidos que conseguia discernir. Por isso, não foi uma surpresa para si que sua atenção tivesse sido levada até um simples candelabro de ouro, este que iluminava o centro do salão.

E, bem no centro de sua luz, existia uma mulher.