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janeway x seven; if I only could I'd make a deal with god
#voyageredit#janeway x seven#j7#voyagereditmine#star trek voyager#myfanvid#I DID IT#i actually made a fanvid after almost ten years of not editing any#feel a lot of rusty#have to relearn everything and something new#j7/running up that hill idea has been on my mind for so long#im finally making that fanvid i want#hopefully it isnt too awkward lmao#first attempt after ten years i should have edited something short but the song is that length i have got no choice skjdfkjshdk
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Shortly after uploading this I saw a post where someone mentioned how Mr. Qi is canonically a creepypasta character now. And like. Surely. If you've read my webcomic. You know I can't resist that.
#sdv fanart#mr qi#mr qi sdv#stardew valley#flash warning#i guess? just to be safe#i am SO rusty at animating in csp this took ages to do#maybe its just that i never really learned animating programs but it feels very unintuitive#that being said this was a lot of fun#i have such a soft spot for video game creepypastas#love them when they're good and love them when they're bad#fanart#maybe now i can actually play stardew today
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#vivienne de fer#dragon age#dragon age inquisition#dai#artists on tumblr#digital art#art#my art#finally managed to finish that sketch I was working on a couple of days ago#there is a lot going on right now so I've been focused on other things#didn't know what to do with the background but I've been trying to actually finish some things and didn't want to spend too long on this#so I'm leaving it as is#I'm still feeling a little rusty but it was nice to focus on a painting again
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i have no witty caption i love ths show
#venture bros#the venture brothers#vbros#pete white#brock samson#rusty venture#thaddeus venture#admin draws#fanart#i feel like my tags have been sparse lately so. coughgs#listen i feel like my feelings are well encompassed here#i finished s4 and have been thinking about assisted suicide ep a lot#thinking about little rusty a lot too and how much i wanna kill jonas with my bare hands#and how much i like the college ep its probably my s1 favorite. also pete's hot.#its sooo tragic how the moment rusty got to define himself he started losing hair jkfdgjskgsnhnkh#generous with his hairline here compared to what its like in the episode
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I've missed drawing pokemon characters so much 😔❤️
#pokemon#champion cynthia#rival kieran#trainer carmine#gym leader katy#my art#the kieran and carmine one. i just know they had those hairstyles when younger#feeling a little rusty but it was a lot of fun
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Out of nowhere, another Infinite Fusion sprite! Bellsprout fusions are my favorite lol. There was an existing Mewtwo/Bellsprout but it didn't have the dot eyes and the dot eyes are IMPORTANT TO ME
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#pokemon#pokemon infinite fusion#mewtwo#bellsprout#z art#feel a bit rusty with spriting#should get back to doing little animations again#haven't had the time do much lately! very busy weekend#not a lot of sleep! lots to do#>:O what do you mean a clone is not a person??
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C!Q + vylette's fit from Jawbreaker
(aka an idea I've had for every conceivable holiday for months and decidedly couldn't put out on an appropriate date)
#i feel a little off posting this during such a time of distress but my own misery wont help others so I'm doing it anyway#also hi!!! I've been offline a lot but after much stress and a week being mildly mistreated at the hospital i finally know what's wrong!!#PM/SSc overlap syndrome you can look it up. they caught it early tho so none of my connective tissue is damaged#nor do i have any major systemic effects so yay. im taking meds for it and im praying for the best#anyway enough of my life hi folks this is the first thing ive drawn in MONTHS sry im rusty#sidenote in light of the tumblr panic never hesitate talking to me about anything I'd love it im just socially anxious#anyway i love yall hope yall enjoy <3 I'll leave yall now xoxo#my art#dsmp fanart#cquackity#fennec.art
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They're girlfriends 😤
#dungeon meshi#farcille#falin touden#farlyn thorden#marcille donato#delicious in dungeon#yuri#i like this two a lot#i wanna draw harpy dragon falin but i still feel too rusty to draw that#so i drew this comfy smooches instead#they're gay your honor
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Sorry but how do you draw Howdy and Barnaby's body (as base I mean!) I've been having difficulties drawing their bodies so I was trying to see how you deal with it as a way to understand it quite a bit or give an idea to myself on how to do it! :'), of course only if you'd be fine with it!
they're both At An Angle and a bit. Off. but!!! this doesnt need to be perfect or straight or. anything but the intended purpose. and i haven't been drawing much, so i'm a bit rusty!
as with all things i just break em down into pieces to puzzle together. Howdy is very rectangular, Barn is all circles!
#normally howdy's base is a lot... Sharper for me#lots of straight lines!#i draw a bunch of planks and glue them together!#one Exercise i can Recommend#is to go back to their official images/refs#(if youre a digital artist) download em. lower the opacity. and sketch base shapes over it#it Will help you break them down into the right shapes and get a feel for proportions!#i do this a lot - not for them anymore im used to em - but i do it for like. horses and birds and fish and such#its a bit of a Study!#barnaby draws very very softly...#rambles from the bog#im sorry this looks wonky!#as i said im rusty#+ tired + very stressed so!!! Leniency Please lmao
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Alice Liddell from Alice Madness Returns!!!
#alice madness returns#alice liddell#american mcgee's alice#my art#It's been so long since I've posted here aaaah#I miss drawing a lot#even though I feel very rusty#I am obsessed with Alice#she's so prettyyyy#alice in wonderland
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Nothing will be more hilarious to me than the party's - specially Ben's - outrage about Alex's sneaky reference to William Shakespeare slowly fading as they remember that half of the NPCs are actually historical figures. Like they are genuinally going "what's this assassin's creed? You put Shakespeare in the gift Augusta Leight gave to our honorary party member Oscar Wilde while waiting for Ada Lovelace and Nikola Tesla to see if we can talk to the brain of Charles Babbage about the mission Albert Einstein teleported us to? Shakespeare a whole historical person? "
#on a very different note wilde getting shakespeare cloack gives me a lot of joy#because i always loved wilde's essay about shakespeare loving another man#how he defends that even if it isn't true it is important that it is because it means something#it's the quintecencial finding a bit of queer subtext of wondering if that person is like you#is the reason we wear pins and tattos and green carnations#is the power of representativity of not feeling alone is why historical queers matter#and Wilde definitivaly became for a generation of young queers specially gay man what Shakespeare was for him#i don't think alex considered any of that at all#it was 100% just haha shakespeare was THE Bard haha#but it still matters to me#rqg#rusty quill gaming
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"Eyes blinded by the fog cannot see the truth."
#rusty lake#cube escape#elizabeth eilander#fun fact: the texture used for this one is from an old photo plate from the 1800's#something something lore#alyway she's the best girl#I have a lot of feelings for her and her siblings alright ;;#another fun fact: that pose was a struggle and I accidentally drew her absolutely JACKED#think à la Luisa Encanto#If she had that power she'd be unstoppable#lift the house and the animals and yeet it away#last fun fact: it looked like she was having googly eyes on my sketch#the shitpost was so close let me tell you#David would have put googly eyes on it#David would have put googly eyes on everything
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New stop in Klaine’s trip around the world: San Miguel de Allende in Guanajuato, Mexico for @datshitrandom The colors are perfect for a good summer mood!
#I am back and in full force!#I was so busy…#And i feel a bit rusty…i need to draw klaine more again to feel them better#But i have a lot of time now#So Klaine is my summer program!!#Klaine on a trip around the world#My little personal challenge#Klaine visit the places of your choice#This is a lot of fun!#Thank you#klaine#klaine fan art#klaine fanart#esilher’s drawings#Blaine is a bit tiny…….sorry…..it wasn’t on purpose.
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a soft place to land
vittoria de riva x lucanis dellamorte. 2.7k. fluff, hurt/comfort, flirting. click here to read on ao3.
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Vittoria is no stranger to loneliness.
It keeps her bed cold and her nights quiet. Sometimes she’s grateful for it and other times the longing for something more, the same longing she’s felt since childhood, threatens to strangle her. But she’s a Crow, and Crows can’t afford connections like that, so she doesn’t complain and instead spends long nights sharpening her blades in silence. Sharpening blades or, when she feels longing’s hands tightening around her neck, sitting in the window of her apartment in the canal district and watching the civilians of the city go about their lives.
“Her” apartment isn’t her apartment at all. It’s an abandoned apartment overlooking the market that no one has lived in for what seems like a decade, if not longer. She found it after one of her first contracts, and it’s the only place in Treviso that she can escape to without feeling the need to look over her shoulder for Viago. On nights she can’t sleep and doesn’t want to think or train, she scales the surface of the tower and settles in the window, letting the heartbeat of Treviso lull her into something that might resemble sleep. Visiting the apartment is what she misses most about home, and after seeing what happened to Minrathous, after hearing about what's happening in the South, she wants to visit it again. Who knows if - who knows when - it’ll be the last time?
She intends to head for the Eluvian with little fanfare - the others don’t need to know about her trip - but when she reaches the bottom of the staircase in the library, she finds Lucanis sitting on a chair with a cup of coffee in his hand and a book open in his lap. He looks up at her as her footsteps slow to a stop.
“De Riva.”
“Dellamorte.”
Vittoria shifts her weight from one foot to the other as a slight smile creases Lucanis’s lips.
“You’re going out.” He appraises her armor with a raised brow. She should’ve cleaned it earlier like she had meant to…
“I am.” Vittoria rests her hand on the hilt of her sword. “But I won’t be gone for long.”
“Where to?”
“Home,” she answers, then, “Treviso. Ever since we got back from Minrathous…”
He glances down at his lap then. “I know.”
She can tell he feels as she does - guilt for what happened to Minrathous, to the Shadow Dragons, to Neve, but gratefulness that the same - or worse - didn’t happen to Treviso. It’s a poor consolation, but consolation at all is priceless in times like this.
Vittoria clears her throat. “Would you…”
“Would I what?”
“Um. Nothing,” she insists, shaking her head. Of course he wouldn’t want to come with her - he’s clearly in the middle of something. She’s not sure she wants company, either. “Anyway, I won’t be long. If anyone asks for me -”
“Were you going to ask me if I’d like to come with you?”
“... No.”
“Then what were you going to ask?”
She knows very well that Lucanis didn’t know who she was before she rescued him from the Ossuary, despite the two decades that she has spent with the Crows. It continues to surprise her that he understands her better than Viago ever has after only a month or two. No wonder he’s such a good assassin - he’s very good at reading his mark. She clears her throat. “Alright,” she confesses. “I was.”
“I thought so.” He stands up, takes a long sip from his teacup, and then places it down on the saucer. “Let me get my things. I will meet you at the Eluvian.”
He doesn’t leave her waiting long, and they travel home through the Crossroads in companionable silence. Vittoria can’t help but glance over at him from time to time. While he didn’t notice her in the past, she certainly noticed him - she even thought she had been in love with him once, though she’s sure now that she didn’t know what love meant. Or means. But he and Illario had a life that all Crow recruits wanted for themselves, and Vittoria had been one of them. The acclaim. The attention from the Talons. The inherent talent. When she was younger, she thought that having the attention of someone like Lucanis would’ve made her life easier - easier than the attention from Viago, anyway - and she strove for years to get that attention. She grew out of it eventually, and then, of course, he died, and whatever leftover feelings she might have had died with him. But now, the fact that not only is he alive, but that she was the one to save him… Sometimes it doesn’t feel real, and she always catches herself looking at him to make sure he’s really here.
“We’re not going to the Diamond,” she says when the two of them reach the Treviso Eluvian. “If you wanted to check in with Teia and Viago...”
“Hm. Then where are we going?”
“I have a place in the city that I go to. I consider it… well… a home. Of sorts. I wanted to make sure it was still standing, after…”
Lucanis nods. “I understand. But maybe we can check in with Teia and Viago while we’re here…” At Vittoria’s wince, he gives her a smile. “Or not.”
“Thank you.” There is a part of her that loves Viago, however complicated and repressed that part is, but the last thing she needs right now is a lecture.
“Of course. No one understands the desire to avoid Viago as well as I do, believe me.”
She steps through the Eluvian with Lucanis on her heels.
Most of the Crows are asleep for the night, so the two of them meet no resistance at the Casino, and from there she leads him through the familiar streets in silence. It’s a short walk, though, and soon enough she’s standing at the base of the apartment building and refreshing herself on her usual footholds. She hasn’t been here since before she saved Varric all those months ago, and she would hate to fall to her death from the building that she’s scaled more than any other - in front of Lucanis, no less. To her relief, the tower doesn’t seem to have suffered in the face of the dragon attack. She glances back at her companion, who is staring up at the surface of the building the same way she had been moments ago.
“It’s not as tall as it looks,” she reassures him.
He meets her gaze. “Good thing I have wings.”
Vittoria has been climbing her whole life. As a child, she would spend hours scaling trees until she reached the top and could settle down in the branches with a book or wooden toy that she had stolen from one of her siblings. By the time she was six, she could scale the tallest tree on her family’s farm in one breath. When she first arrived in Antiva, it was the only thing that made her suited to the life of a Crow - everything else, the fighting and the thick skin and the iron stomach, came later. So climbing is second nature to her, and in no time, she’s heaving herself through the window and rolling onto the floor of her apartment. Lucanis follows. They stand up from the ground, dust themselves off, and meet each other’s eyes.
“This is it.” She says it more awkwardly than she’d meant to, and winces at herself. She thought she’d gotten over her infatuation with him - she doesn’t dwell on those old feelings when they’re working together side-by-side, killing Antaam and Venatori and Sentinels - but now that it’s the two of them, alone in an abandoned apartment with no gods or dragons for miles around, that soft spot of her heart feels rubbed raw. She turns away from him. “I’ve been coming here for years,” she says again. “I’m glad to see it’s still standing.”
Lucanis looks around curiously, and Vittoria does, too, to familiarize herself with the apartment again. There’s a bookshelf with a few books in it - books that she bought from the market herself, but can’t remember the contents of now - and a collection of knives sitting on a stool next to a well-worn whetstone. Above the stool is a series of scratches on the wall, each scratch representing one of her successful contracts. There must be more than a hundred scratches, but she’s not sure if he’d consider that a high or low number, so she resists the urge to call attention to it.
On one side of the room is the window from which she can see the market, and on the wall opposite is the window from which she can see the whole of Treviso spilling over the hills on the horizon, its silver spires sparkling in the moonlight. Lucanis lingers here, standing still for a long moment. When he speaks, it shatters the silence.
“I have never seen Treviso like this.”
“I haven’t seen it like this for a long time.”
She brushes past him and sits on the edge of the window. It’s what she would do if she were alone, after all, and that’s what she had been coming here to do - to be alone, to calm herself and soothe her nerves of steel. Even though she knows she won’t be able to do those things now that he’s here with her, she’s still going to pretend that she can. And it’s easy, because for a long, long moment, neither of them move. It's only when she turns her head to look at him that he sits down on the windowsill across from her, stretching his legs out until his feet are nearly in her lap.
She used to dream of this. Of sitting across from Lucanis, fighting alongside him, of him knowing her name and… knowing even more than that. When she was little, she always imagined what she would tell someone if they asked her about her childhood in Ferelden, and for some reason, sitting across from him, she feels the words leaving her mouth before she can think about it. “When I arrived in Antiva, all I could think about was how different it was from Ferelden. I hated it at first.” But even the word hate doesn’t capture her feelings, because she spent most nights in the year or two after she arrived sobbing in her bed until the other recruits realized that hitting her hard enough could convince her to be quiet. “But I can’t remember what Ferelden looks like anymore. I can’t remember my family. All I know is Antiva, Treviso, Salle. The Crows. Viago. If Ghilan’nain’s dragon had…”
Vittoria glances over at Lucanis. He seems focused on something in the distance, but she notices him shift in his seat and straighten up when she looks for long enough.
“Did you recognize me?” She doesn’t know why she asks him this, but she does. “In the Ossuary?”
Lucanis shakes his head. “I didn’t. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. I didn’t think you did.”
“But I wish that I had.” He turns to face her. “I don’t know how I never noticed you before, truthfully.”
“And why is that?”
He smiles again, and she resists the urge to glance back out the window. “You are an impressive woman, Vittoria.”
“Well.” She clears her throat. She doesn’t know what “impressive” means to him, if it means what she thinks it means or what it should mean or if it means something else, but her face flushes nevertheless. “I’ve worked hard to be.”
At that, his smile sours. “You know… You take very good care of us. Of the team. But I hope you don’t think that we can’t be there for you the way that you - ”
“I didn’t invite you here to give me a motivational speech.”
“Ah. You didn’t invite me at all, remember? I had to tease it out of you.”
Her face flushes even more at the word “tease”.
“I just mean that… If there is anything I can do for you, any difficulties you might be facing that I don’t know about… please tell me.” He sighs. “I know that I can’t do much, all things considered, but I can try to ease some of the weight off your shoulders if you let me. I have wings, you know. I can take it.”
“Please.” Vittoria waves her hand at him to dismiss the thought. “You keep me fed - that’s enough.”
“Mm.” He crosses his arms over his chest and nods. “And you do eat a lot more than the others, that’s true…”
“Hey!” She kicks his foot. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing, nothing! It was merely an observation.”
“Watch it, Dellamorte.” She gestures to the open window. “You’d hit the ground before Spite realized what was happening.”
“Please don’t say his name right now. I don’t want him to ruin the moment.”
There it is - another word that might mean something to him but also might mean nothing. She didn’t realize that whatever’s happening between them right now could be considered a moment… but at the same time, she has started to notice that he’s been giving her more attention since she saved him and the Crows from the dragon. He sits beside her at dinner, keeps close to her side in fights and in their travels through the Crossroads… and what had he been doing tonight, sitting in the library of the Lighthouse instead of the kitchen?
She tells herself that it doesn’t mean anything, though. It can’t mean anything. Vittoria could never live at Lucanis’s side. He’s in line to become First Talon, and his family has been a part of the Crows for hundreds and hundreds of years. No matter how much training she does, no matter what she does, Vittoria won’t ever feel like she belongs to the Crows or like the Crows belong to her. She doesn’t think she’ll ever rid herself of the fear that one wrong move will be the end of it - of her life here, or of her life at all. And she feels the same about Lucanis. If she pushes her luck too far, who can she trust to watch her back the way she trusts him? She needs to focus on finding allies right now. Not a lover.
If he was interested in her at all. Which he isn’t. He can’t be.
“We don’t have to talk, you know,” she tells him, more for her sake than his. If her face flushes any more tonight, she might burst into flames. “We can just sit here and… look out at our city.”
“Our city.” Lucanis turns away from her and rests his head against the window frame, settling in and looking more at ease than she’s ever seen him. And while watching him in motion is enough to drive her to madness, seeing him at ease might be even worse. Watching his chest rise and fall with long, measured breaths. Watching his eyelashes flutter like he’s trying to keep himself awake. He is a beautiful thing, Lucanis. She’s sure being loved by him would be a beautiful thing, too.
“Before we stop talking, then, let me say one last thing: thank you for saving our city.” His voice is softer than a whisper, so soft that she has to lean in to hear what comes next. “And even though I didn’t know you before, I am glad that I know you now.”
As allies. As friends. As teammates. While she knows that’s all he means, it’s still something. Vittoria smiles at him. “Me too.”
True to his word, Lucanis doesn’t speak again for the rest of the night. Neither does Vittoria. (Neither does Spite.) They watch the sun rise over the mountains surrounding their home and then decide that it’s time to return to the Lighthouse to rest before they see the First Warden. But if things go well, if she somehow figures out a way to stop the gods, then she might bring him back here and tell him all the things that no one has ever thought to ask her about. He might even want to know.
#oc: vittoria#pairing: vittoria x lucanis#my writing#my ocs#it's been a long time since i've finished and posted a FULL da fic so i'm feeling super rusty#and admittedly i know this is not my best work#but i am trying to be one of the first of everyone's mutuals to post datv fic so.#LKSJDFLJSDKFJDSL#I DO IT FOR MY FOMO <3 I DO IT FOR THE RECOGNITION <3#anyway i think i wrote lucanis pretty faithfully here but we don't see enough of him to know slkjfklsd#i'm still trying to get a grasp on him he's a lot squishier than i thought he would be#but alas and alack and etc....#datv spoilers#rook x lucanis#rookcanis#dragon age the veilguard fic#datv fic
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been really struggling with art block but i had to get a couple chants of sennaar doodles out of my brain because it's a lovely game
#chants of sennaar#as a linguist this game did everything for me lmao#as an enjoyer of stories about closing linguistic gaps and friendship and love and community this game shook my brain so hard#and now i'm thinking about it a lot.#also ever since i saw the bard craftsperson in the devotee area making toy boats while a devotee and the devotee kid watch i have been like#oh my god bard craftsman and devotee kid friendship.#i think that kid is everybody's friend i love them they're my baby#i want to draw the traveller more and i have a lot of notes on drawing concepts but i havent drawn in a month and i'm rusty#and it feels weird to draw. oh well. i'm trying.
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len.exe
#鏡音レン#color#sketchy things#bakaroido#crossoverz#art queue#oh someone asked about the keytar in the tags and i did think about it but not super deeply for it to make sense#i liked to think when the buster is used one of the keys disappears#bc his shoots are the keytar keys#recharges automatically and probably works as a loader connected to the buster#all parts floats as layers and is also used as an instrument#(he can and will also beat up ppl with it bc regular len also. does that.)#also yeah rmx was one of my first big fandoms and the only thing i drew for years so im familiar to most of the sagas#its also one of the reasons why i ended up liking len and a lot of aspects of his design are fun to draw to me#i have always wanted to design him for X Exe Zero and Legends/Dash....... but i feel so rusty w the sagasfdsnjk
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