#here's to some activity in the future

[etchabot]

Winter Break 2022 Album

Hey, y'all! My winter break is essentially over, but I've had a great time doing a lot of drawings. This is probably the most I've been able to do in while I've been in college. I don't get to buckle down to draw that often these days, so it's fun to see how much I've managed to get done during this period.

I've been really happy with what I've made, so I decided to compile all of my sketch files and some final drawings in an Imgur album. The album starts with general how-do-I-draw sketches from December 23 last year up to now, so there's about a month worth of material.

The spring semester starts up tomorrow, so there will likely be some large pauses in production coming up. Going through peaks and troughs of drawing is something I've come to accept in college, but I'll be finishing my degree within the year, so perhaps things will change in the future. For now, we will enjoy the time that we have to explore creatively!

Most everything in the album is OC art and doodles, but feel free to take a look if you're interested! Thank you!

Winter Break 2022 Album

[starry-bi-sky]

mmm throwaway conversation between Dan and Danny that popped into my head that I had to write out:

"You spent ten years being a one-man mass extinction event, then went back in time and fought me, and lost." Danny snarls, arms crossed and throat tight. His mouth pulls back to bare dagger-sharp teeth, and his eyes burn with the familiar thrum of ectoplasm heating up behind his eyes. "If I didn't believe you were half of Vlad before, I do now."

His other self -- and really, can he even call him that? He's half of Vlad too. Two halves severed from each other and welded together to make a new whole, -- snaps his head over to him. Wild-eyed and furious, he looks unlike the man Danny fought before, the one unruffled and untouched, unbothered by the world around him. It's familiar, but not like the way a reflection is.

"What's that supposed to mean." The Other hisses, matching Danny's scowl one-for-one with fangs much bigger and sharper than his.

But there's a reason lions fear hyenas. Danny matches the rumble in The Other's chest with one of his own, and shoves his face close to his. "I don't lose."

[gummi-ships]

Kingdom Hearts 3 - Rage Form

[nehezt]

Just realized that I never explicitly mentioned it in this blog, so here goes: I have multiple sclerosis, which means that I'm susceptible to a lot of health problems like muscle pain, inflammations, fatigue, brain fog and a bunch of other symptoms. On top of that, the treatment for it intentionally makes my immune system weaker, which means I'm more prone to getting sick.

For the past almost two months I've been mildly to severely sick, with different illnesses, one after the other, back to back. I have not been able to work on updating Traces of Spring, or any of my other projects, because I have a chronic illness that makes my life unreasonably difficult. I understand none of you have bad intentions but I'll ask that you stop asking me when I'm going to update. I don't know. Everytime I set a deadline, my body decides to play very petty and cruel games with me and I'm out of comission for 2+ weeks. In this scenario I'm going to prioritize my health instead of working on a comic none of you are paying me to do. If any of you ask me in the future, you will either be directed to this post or ignored.

Thank you.

[xbadnews]

the best part of staying w a friend I met on Tumblr is I will see their posts on my dash and go. Hehe I'm in ur house

[icewindandboringhorror]

I have found a beautiful perfect humble rock specimen that is light yellow with a weird dark yellowy brown lining, somewhat resembling a chunk of smoked gouda cheese... effervescent

[galacticlamps]

I just wanted to apologize to my classic whotuals for all the dead boy detectives spamming, but it's also important to me that you guys know two things:

a) I've become aware that a lot of what appeals to me about dead boy detectives is, on a kind of conceptual/thematic level, the same stuff that I love about my favorite eras of dr who, and 6b in particular

And I tell you this not as an advertising tactic but as a genuine PSA for anyone following me because:

b) Being me & having realized this, I know I'm definitely gonna wind up posting some unnecessarily long-winded analysis/comparison, pop it in the main tags for the sake of organization on my own blog, and subsequently confuse a hell of a lot of people there who either have no idea what I'm talking about or simply don't view either piece of media in the same light as I do to begin with

So I just wanted to reassure everyone that at least you're not suffering alone, as I will soon be inflicting the reverse bait-and-switch upon others!

That's all! continue w ur scrolling <3

[tophattrio]

Once-ler: “Huh, something seems familiar about this post...”

Warden: “OH!! I remember these!”

Professor: “Ah, yes! There is an air of familiarity here... Care to go on a trip down memory lane with us?”

((A collection of old background images. Not quite unfinished wips (yet) but I’ve been away from home babysitting so I haven’t gotten the chance to look at my scanned archives, 😭 so I went scrolling through my tumblr drafts instead!! Since (I don’t think) I've posted these anywhere else (and in some cases they may be completely lost or new for some) it’s a fun way to break the ice!))

Original (circa 2013-2016)

Camp Weehawken AU

Lovestruck M!A

Future M!A

Wilson M!A

Greed M!A

Reboot (2016-present)

((What will the future hold? Well... we’ll just have to wait and see!))

[icouldhyperfixatehim]

well. love senior sure was a show that i watched all the episodes of and is now over lmao [/end of review

[garbagequeer]

considering for the first time in some years if i should stay home for new years eve. which says a lot. about some situations and also people

[aeide-thea]

still thinking abt the tumblrinx i encountered a while back whose pinned post said they were transmasc… and also demanded that men dni

like—i’m not confused by the convoluted not-like-the-other-boys doublethink that gets you there, i can follow the chain of illogic just fine, but i sure am deeply wearily depressed by it!

[erstwhilesparrow]

"i will go to bed earlier than usual today," i said, lying to myself.

[otsukare-katsukare]

i have something very personal and ugly and probably incoherent that i need to get off my chest about israel. to preface im not a zionist, i am jewish and disgusted by israel on a daily basis, and this is me mostly speaking from that. i am sorry and if anyone who follows me doesn't want to read this from me/hates it i ask that you just scroll on by and forget it. and if you do read it and respond im happy to talk but just please take it in good faith. in reponse to this post

[starsmuserainbow]

Out of seemingly nowhere, a large double-axe was swung into Blackfire’s way, and she stopped out of reflex only to then meet eyes with another tamaranean. “You will not approach him further,” he spoke, in tamaranean, and she rose an eyebrow for a moment while looking up and down the other. Clearly he was a warrior, and rather old-fashioned too, if his armor and choice of weapon was any indication.

“No way,” she replied after a moment, also in tamaranean, and her voice raising in surprise. “Ggringo?” Of course she recognized him, she had already heard of another tamaranean being around, and did her research on who it was. But it was better to ‘be’ surprised. “Ggringo, is that really you? Look how you’ve grown!”

He narrowed his eyes to her words, and didn’t move his weapon out of her way yet. “I have heard the stories. I know that you are always intending to harm Kori and Ryand’r.”

Shrugging, Blackfire had already expected such a response. “Oh come on. If you’d ask the Gordanians about us, you wouldn’t exactly hear anything good either, would you? It all depends on the point of view.”

Now his weapon was lifted a little bit away from her, though he still held it ready. “Then you are not intending harm for them?”

“Is that all you ever think of? Always those two?” She stepped closer now, one of her hands moving to gently stroke across the side of the blade of the axe, then wandering along the sharp edge of the blade too. “A great weapon. You brought that along from Tamaran, didn’t you?”

Her attempt of distracting him from the topic worked, and Moonshot's posture even relaxed a little as he nodded. “I would never use another weapon unless I am forced to.”

“Of course not. It’s really useful how our weapons cooperate with our energy.” She inspected the blade closely, and hummed a little as she did so. “Infused blades, huh? Good choice.” Now Blackfire gently pushed the weapon out of her way, and Moonshot either actually allowed it or maybe simply was too baffled by her approach as she now touched one of the spikes on his shoulders. “Sharpening them on the regular, it seems. Wise of you.”

His focus stayed on her with any of her movements, but he didn’t actually stop her. “It would be foolish to not do so. A good warrior is always prepared.”

“And what a good warrior you are. I can see that by looking at you alone.” She purred as her hand moved along another spike, then the one on his belt, then the sharp edge of his glove with the broken gem. When she started to trace across the glove, he pulled away the hand along with the weapon that he was carrying in that hand, and she tilted her head. “Sorry. Bad memories, I presume?”

He had immediately moved the other hand to rub over the broken gem after pulling away, and for a moment didn’t answer her. “… No. I… I am not interested.”

Now she pouted, but still didn’t remove herself from being so close to him. “I wasn’t even thinking about that; all I was doing was admiring your armor.”

“Oh.”

Hard to believe he considered himself a good warrior, when he was falling for her words so easily. Still, now that he had avoided it, she was curious about one thing. Pointing at the gem, she asked: “What’s with that? Didn’t like the perfect look?”

He froze for a moment when she pointed out the gem - strangely enough the simple question, the simple attention towards the remains of the stone, was enough to have a mix of fear and panic wash over him. “It wasn’t my choice,” Moonshot uttered after a moment, his face turning away.

“So bad memories indeed. Sorry.” She grabbed his hand in a form of apology, and this time he didn’t pull away. “I’ve got my share of that, too; you’re not alone.” Still keeping his hand in hers, her other hand moved in to gently move across the armor on his chest. Sleek and neither dented nor scratched - clearly he hadn’t fought a real battle in this suit yet. Warrior, right; he might know how to fight and handle most weapons, but he sure didn’t seem like a proper experienced tamaranean warrior. “Now, since you heard stories, I guess that means you already reunited with my sister and our baby brother. How’s it going between you and her?” She was still more or less clinging to his chest, doing her best to pretend to simply be doing it to check out the details of his armor, which of course was not the actual point of her doing it.

“I… she is… there is no going between us.”

“Aw. And that when you’re such a strong, brave, glorious warrior… enduring the terrible times you no doubt have been through, all to return… and she? Did you at least talk to her?” She was as far as basically cuddling against his chest by now, and he only stared down at her, weapon in one hand and the other still in her grasp. Heh. He might think himself strong, or resistant, but Blackfire could sense how she was winning him over. It would take time to reach a good point, but, this was still easy. “Wait, don’t tell me.” A quick finger on his mouth hushed him just as he was about to answer to her question. “Let me guess. You talked to her, wanted to take your connection up where you left it, and all she had in her mind was Earth, and her little friends.” Moonshot nodded, and Blackfire frowned. “Thats so typical of her. You deserve better! You should go, and try to talk to her again. Right now.”

He blinked a few times to those words, and for a moment looked skywards as if considering to start flying over, but then returned his attention down to her again. “I am here to protect Ryand’r from you. I will not simply leave.”

Ah, looks like at least a part of his mind actually is as tough as he probably thinks himself to be. “I thought I explained well-enough that there’s nothing to protect him from. All I want is a little reunion. A bit of talking. There’s no harm in that, is it?”

He took a step away from her, and folded his weapon down to stash it away again. “I will stay close.”

Again Blackfire shrugged, even though deep down she delighted in how easy he gave in to her wishes. “Of course. It’s your choice if watching him from afar is more important to you than being with my sister.” A swift gesture of her hand, and Moonshot moved aside (while slightly growling), making way for Blackfire to hover down and towards Wildfire.

[jacob-blogs]

It's crazy how these past two months have been a legit trip and I have not cried more in my entire life. There are so many things I never worked on within myself that, given the chance, I would have taken to the grave. However, my recent experiences have opened my eyes to the true possibilities of having a life well lived, as well as how much pain that comes with living a full life. I'm coming to terms with how I compartmentalized my relationships: gave friendship to friends, love to lovers, and sex to everyone. I grew comfortable living in the space in-between that existed without labels or boundaries. And how damaging that paradigm was to my psyche.

I'm healing slowly, yet life is passing by rapidly.

It's a dangerous space to occupy.

[cleargreyskies]

Nothing like the end of a year to really drive home your feelings of loneliness.

(some venting in the tags, it's that time of the year again. also to the two people from offline life potentially reading this: this is obviously not about you and I care about you deeply)