Tried a new, less time-consuming rendering technique :]
[Image ID: A digital drawing of human versions of Ratchet and Optimus Prime from Transformers Prime. Both of them are drawn as men in their 50s. Ratchet is drawn sitting on a metal stool with a dark red colored seat. He has one leg hanging down and the other bent, rested on the midway beam of the stool. He is drawn with pale, lightly freckled skin and teal eyes, with a lightning scar on the right temple, a diagonal scar on the right cheek and a horizontal one on the left. He's looking down at a weathered journal of some sort, and in his other hand he holds a white tea mug with the text "World's okayest grandpa" written on it in black. The teabag's tag is hanging off the side of the mug, and the steam coming from it is used as a background element for the piece. Ratchet is smiling peacefully, with his mouth slightly open as if talking. His hair is ginger with white streaks, swept back at the front but left messy at the back. He has thick, unkempt eyebrows, sideburns and a goatee. His outfit consists of white boots with red details and steel toes, white trousers with red stripes running down the sides and horizontal strips of reflective fabric on the thighs. His jacket is mostly red with white shoulders and sleeves that have red pulse lines running down. His collar is open and he has a white zip-up with a red zipper underneath. The jacket also has reflective details, along with four pockets - 2 at the breast and two near the hem. The jacket is fastened at the middle with a white ratchet-belt with a steel buckle. His gloves are white. Optimus stands diagonally behind him, leaning forward with his hands clasped behind his back. He's drawn with light brown skin and five o'clock shadow, along with a faded scars across the left side of his chin and forehead, and a fresher, blotchy scar on the right side of his face. He has very dark colored eyes with incredibly hard to see sectoral heterochromia, partially brown and partially blue. He's looking at Ratchet, smiling gently. His hair is black with gray streaks, tied in a short ponytail with a few strands hanging near his ears. His outfit consists of a black turtleneck, a red cropped jacket with a light beige fluffy collar, blue trousers with gray patches and black combat boots that reach midway up his calves. His hands have many defensive scars on them from grabbing bladed weapons. The artist's signature "Silverior968" is overlayed over the image in blue. / End ID]
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I've become impossible
Holding on to when
When everything seemed to matter more
The two of us (all used)
All used and beaten up
Watching fate as it flows
Down the path we have chose
You and me
We're in this together now
None of them can stop us now
We will make it through somehow
You and me
If the world should break in two
Until the very end of me
Until the very end of you
Awake to the sound as they peel apart the skin
They pick and they pull
Trying to get their fingers in
Well, they've got to kill what we found
Well, they've got to hate what they fear
Well, they've got to make it go away
Well, they've got to make it disappear
The farther I fall I'm beside you
As lost as I get I will find you
The deeper the wound I'm inside you
For ever and ever I'm a part of
You and me
We're in this together now
None of them can stop us now
We will make it through somehow
You and me
If the world should break in two
Until the very end of me
Until the very end of you
All that we were is gone, we have to hold on
All that we were is gone, we have to hold on
When all our hope is gone, we have to hold on
All that we were is gone, but we can hold on
You and me
We're in this together now
None of them can stop us now
We will make it through somehow
You and me
Even after everything
You're the queen and I'm the king
Nothing else means anything
@dakota-283 😭
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halo 3-era rvb is definitely the best looking.. this is almost entirely just due to the game itself but like. i dont think the halo 4 armor looks very good, it’s overly complicated and very chunky in a way that looks awkward in machinima, and the colored undersuits are cool in theory but kind of just end up muddling the shapes of the upper body armor.
halo 3 on the other hand looks nice and crisp and clean and i think it does colors really well. everything is vibrant and the r&b’s armor colors really pop, it’s pleasing to look at them all together. i think halo 3 (and by extension halo 2 since they have the same mark vi armor, but halo 2 looks a lot more muddied) also has the best armor design- it’s got clean, clear, pleasing to look at, and imo very fun to draw.
there are definitely some cool halo 4 armors- felix’s scout helmet looks better in 4 than in 3, imo- but you’ve also got like, carolina’s halo 3 rogue helmet being absolutely butchered in 4 and having to be replaced by the recon helmet, which looks Fine but not nearly as cool.
(also, seasons 8-10 had monty oum animation, soooooo..)
however in conclusion halo infinite has the visual advantage over every other game though specifically because you can get kitty ears
hehehe. kitty ears
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Keep Coming to My Door (I’ll Eventually Answer)
Sicktember Day 12: Old Wives Tale
Stranger Things: Steve Harrington/ Eddie Munson
Words: 500 | Rating: T | CW: nightmares, mentions of restraints and torture
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Summary: Steve’s nightmares have gotten worse and handles it on his own before briefly opening up to Eddie about it.
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Steve slowly glanced up at the sound of Eddie’s soft footsteps coming into the kitchen; the sound was familiar to him by now. They’d barely spoken since Eddie had moved in after his trailer was destroyed, and usually stayed on the opposite sides of the house during the day.
The nights brought nightmares for both of them, but Steve’s had grown steadily worse. What had started out as nightmares had ramped up into something worse, ones where he’d wake up screaming, soaked in searing sweat, his mind flashing with images of stainless steel needles, tightly tied restraints, cold pliers…
Steve had heard quiet knocks on his bedroom door after particularly bad episodes and assumed Eddie, but never answered the door to find out.
So Steve fought the nightmares and midnight screaming sessions the only way he knew how: evading sleep altogether.
“Thought you had a campaign today,” Steve said in a pseudo-greeting as Eddie entered.
“No campaign,” Eddie answered simply. “Just doing some planning for one.”
Eddie reached in the cabinet for a cup and filled it. The man looked worn out, almost as if he wasn’t sleeping much more than Steve was.
Eddie glimpsed at Steve. “You look like shit, Harrington.”
“Thanks,” Steve deadpanned, but he felt his ears heat red. He wondered why he suddenly felt so…exposed. Then again, it’d been two days since he slept..
“For nightmares,” Eddie started. “They say to avoid eating cheese before bed. Supposed to keep ‘em away.”
Steve’s brain struggled to make sense of what he’d just heard. “Wait, what? Cheese for nightmares?”
“Yeah, some old wives tale. Don’t think it’s true, though. Tried it a few times with no luck,” Eddie admitted.
“Not sure avoiding cheese is enough to keep everything away.”
“Some pretty fucked up shit we saw.” Eddie blew out a breath as he leaned against the fridge.
“Is it…” Steve paused, almost abandoning his question, but asked it anyway. “Do you knock on my door sometimes? At night?”
Eddie swallowed and then nodded a few times. “Mainly just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” He winced. “The screams are pretty…”
Steve felt his face flush. He probably sounded like a banshee whose sole mission was to wake up the neighborhood. “I’m–I don’t mean…”
“No, it’s not that, Harrington,” Eddie quickly corrected. “It’s just…you sound terrified. Almost scared to death.”
“It’s more exhausting than anything. I’m alright.” Steve’s voice sounded hollow and empty in his own ears. Suddenly, all he wanted to do was lay down.
“Steve…”
Steve looked up at the sound of his name. Eddie never used his name.
“Can I help?” Eddie’s voice was softer, more concerned.
Steve blew out a short laugh as he slipped off the bar stool. “Keep knocking, I guess. Might actually answer one of these nights.” He paused before heading upstairs. “There’s extra chamomile tea in the cabinet. Sometimes it helps me sleep.”
Eddie met his eyes with gratitude. “Thanks, Harrington.”
“Night, Munson.”
And Steve turned and headed up the stairs.
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