#i tried so hard and got so far...

[harrrydubois]

CONCEPTUALIZATION - Alright, brainstorming time. Remember, this is just the ideation phase. There are no *bad* ideas.

Behold! My interpretation of VISUAL CALCULUS!! (Lie)

truth be told i tried to make it look like the original... but i dont really understand acrylics or how to mix paint so i can get my desired colour. painting is so hard and intimidating

this was meant to be a test! i want to make a big painting on canvas of one of skills. and yeah this is hard

[tiniest-hands-in-all-the-land]

Carry me home

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Remember: The burning sensation is part of the process.

[nart-is-a-monster]

Ok so.... I've been drawing but none of the shots I've been drawing are satisfying me and also I have to work again sksbdkekfmf

So whatever!!!

💥💥💥💥

This one is from an au I was thinking of by varian being like a temporary mortal till he is able to know his soulmate or something and when he knows it's soulmate

Or maybe is just varian being the moon and Hugo loving the moon

Or maybe they just want to f-

I just had in mind doing something on theme with waves and moon bc.... Yeah

Moon and water duh

Teehee

And the silent opera strikes again bc I'm sooooooo normal, if someone does a silent opera reference in another fanfic I literally could just stop reading for a while to cry in a corner and explode.

This one is based in a design done by a friend of Anna who's name I forgot rn LISTEN IS 3:40 AM WHEN IM WRITING THIS SO DONT PERCEIVE ME

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In this one Varian is like a prince or something like that in the dark kingdom and he just goes batshit crazy mode and he probably likes to keep Hugo in a basement or whatever

Idk PSYCHOPATH OR SOMETHING

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Not rendering this :3

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This is from THIS FIC that I just read and I love and I- 💥

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This one is just varian living on a maze with a "treasure" inside, and that maze was somewhere where no one was able to get in or deep inside since like a .... Idk 10 years?💠

This is just me practicing lines akjdksjfkdjfk

CW BLOOD(?

And this is the last one

And now I'm done

Byeeeeeeee

[venice-1987]

Soren deserves to have a little breakdown in season 7. As a treat.

[kerizaret]

Pair 6/9 — Jacks of Clubs ♣️ & Hearts ♥️

[al-luviec]

juvie buddies

[pybun]

was laning with a rando dynamo

based on this

[random-typepokemondex]

#131

another design that kicked my butt. I had a lot of expectations for lapras's redesign (because the original is so good) but I kept tripping up. I finally settled on a concept I liked ( Ankylosaurus ) but I could not for the life of me make it work the way I wanted it (shape or colors)

[wanderingcas]

i was trying to read a book that i... well, frankly started to hate today and i was trying to just get through it because my friends have read it and liked it, so why couldn't i? but i got to where the author had written "she bared her teeth" for the umpteenth time in the last 3 chapters and i went. life's too short. life is too freaking short. so i closed the book and im never going to think about it again

[coincasual]

a little duchess🤍✨

[neuvoid-writes]

Danmeitober 2024 Day 15 - Office Drama

JC: "Wei Wuxian, what part of 'I'm busy.' do you not understand?! I've got work to do! Not everyone's got a rich husband like you, you know?!"

WWX: "A-Cheng! Well maybe you *should* get a rich husband of your own then! You're a CEO! work can be delegated!"

JC: *Takes in a deep breath* "... thats not how any of that works!"

WWX: "Come on it so is! Oh! Hey there's this gorgeous person I think you should meet-"

JC: [aggressively hangs up on WWX]

While i'm not to happy at how this turned out, i tried my best. not everything created from danmeitober will be a thing i like (and i have to remember that like a mantra)

hey at least theres some foreshortening practice! or... well.. yeah hahaha

[soullessjack]

going 2 bed now but before I do please take my kripke era jack again

[torchbearing]

the funniest thing about the fandom wars that came from the whole hal vs kyle thing is that it's so divorced from their canon interactions i will commend the guys writing it all for not letting the beef actually get in the way of characterization in such a spectacular way that kyle, despite not knowing a single good thing about hal, just goes like. yeah sure he tried to kill me like three times but i am sure he's a good guy deep down!!

meanwhile hal just gives up trying to murder him after the third time because it kinda feels like he's being mean to a fanboy at this point.

[bookworm-center]

Hey! Idk if you’re still accepting requests for one shots but here it goes

Y/N was one of the crows for some time now and to everyone she always seemed happy or unfazed by the bad things.

She usually goes to the roof right in front of Kaz’s door and just sings her heart out and this time she sang her own song (The pretender by Lewis Capaldi) what she didn’t know was Kaz was listening from his desk

And maybe some fluff after she sees him? Idk

Kaz Brekker x Fem!Reader

Fake A Smile

In which one of the Crows is not as happy and carefree as she seems.

Author's Note: Oh I am so down to do this! I am still accepting requests, I just might be a little slower than I was before. I did kinda change your request, I hope it still works. I made the lyric lines smaller since I put a lot of them. Yeah, it's sorta long cause I got carried away... So sorry this took forever!

I will be your shoulder to cry on

I will make you laugh if you need

I will play the part if you say so

Yeah, I'll be anybody but me

There's a smile plastered on Y/n's face. It's so obviously fake to anyone really paying attention, but no one notices. Not the pigeons, going about their day, not the Dregs, scamming those poor pigeons, not even the Crows, her closest friends. Kaz Brekker doesn't even notice, despite taking pride in his attention to detail. She laughs along to Jesper's jokes, however bad they are, lends a shoulder to those in pain. She plays the role of a happy, carefree Crow so perfectly that even her friends don't see through her act.

To tell you the truth, I'm a mess, I'm a fool

You don't know that

And you never will

In my mind, it's instilled not to show that

It's funny that Y/n can be so happy and kind in Ketterdam, the home of the cruel. It's funny that inside she's crumbling apart and can't risk anyone knowing. Ketterdam has engraved its cruelty into her mind, and she refused to let anyone see. Brokenness in the Barrel means weakness and Y/n wouldn't allow herself to be seen as weak.

I spend almost all of my time

Feeling like I'm falling even further behind

And I know I'm so good at seeming

Like I'm not on the edge of a knife

I'm the pretender, what can I tell ya?

Designed to deceive

So tell me who you want me to be

Thoughts circle around Y/n's head as she climbs up to the roof of the Slat. She's not Inej-sneaky, though it doesn't really matter since she's not the Wraith for a reason. Y/n's a Crow, no doubt about that, but she wasn't skilled like them. She wasn't a Grisha, wasn't a sharpshooter, wasn't druskelle. She wasn't the Wraith, wasn't a demo expert and definitely wasn't Dirtyhands. She was just... Y/n L/n. She was the ordinary in a group of extraordinary, the touch of reality to their magical fantasy.

I can wear a million faces

'Cause I don't like the one underneath

Always found it easy to fake it

Yeah, I'll be anybody but me

It takes her a little while but Y/n finally reaches the roof, and then and only then does she tear away her facade. Tears stream down her cheeks, her sobs coming loud and unbidden and all she can do is sit there and cry. Then, once the tears aren't so bad anymore, she starts singing. The words she sings are shaky and her voice cracks between every few words, but right now it doesn't matter because right now she doesn't have to be perfect. Right now, she just needs to get her emotions out in the form of the song that's been cultivating in her mind for that last few months.

To tell you the truth, I'm the fraud in the room

And I know that

But you never will

In my mind, it's instilled not to show that

Kaz hears something from the roof. As per usual, it's Y/n singing. Kaz redirects his attention back to his work but then notices the difference in Y/n's voice. It's not the usual cheery song or Kerch working tune or even an old Ravkan song Nina had taught her. This song is filled with so much heartfelt emotion and sadness and pain that Kaz can't help but listen closer. After all, he may be the Bastard of the Barrel, but he's just a man, just a human whose heart aches for the person he loves.

I spend almost all of my time

Feeling like I'm falling even further behind

And I know I'm so good at seeming

Like I'm not on the edge of a knife

I feel like everything I do is a lie

And all the words just further pull the wool over eyes

I know I'm no good at being who I am away from the light

I'm the pretender, what can I tell ya?

Designed to deceive

So tell me who you want me to be

The door to the roof slams open. Y/n quickly cuts herself off, brushes away her tears and stands. She can already tell who it is by the rap of their cane but she needs a couple of seconds to collect herself. Kaz stops beside her, looking out at the horizon rather than at her.

"Kaz! Wasn't expecting to see you here!" Y/n turns her head away, just to make sure Kaz can't see any lingering tears. "Is there a new job you need me for?" The question hangs in the air. Kaz doesn't answer, doesn't even look her way. "Kaz?"

"That song. It's a new one isn't it?" He noticed her singing. It wasn't like she'd been singing quietly, but she hadn't thought he would notice. A new one? He must have been listening every time she'd come up here and she didn't even know. Maybe he had been paying closer attention than she gave him credit for... "Y/n. What's going on?"

It takes everything Kaz has for him to even ask the question and this time Y/n is the one who doesn't answer. How can she, when this is Kaz Brekker she's talking to? Kaz Brekker, the heartless Bastard of the Barrel, the infamous Dirtyhands? He wouldn't understand.

"Y/n. Answer me."

"Why?" Y/n can't help her outburst. She's been bottling this up for far too long. "Why does it matter?"

Kaz may be good with negotiations, but he's terrible at anything emotional. "I protect my investments."

Y/n scoffs. It's so unlike the Y/n Kaz is used to, but he honestly doesn't care because at least now she isn't hiding behind a mask. "Is that all I am to you? An investment?" She almost starts to walk off when Kaz's cane blocks her path.

"You're an investment." Before Y/n can interrupt in a fit of fury, he continues talking. "To the stock market, an investment is more valuable than a treasure. To the stock market, an investment is something that keeps rising in value. To the stock market, an investment is something that means the world to them. Without an investment, the stock market would crash and burn." With every word Kaz says, every word that is practically a confession of love from his mouth, Y/n steps closer until she's in front of him.

She doesn't move too close, she knows that he isn't good with touch, but she's close enough that she can see the little golden flecks in his coffee brown eyes, close enough that she can see his lips curl into a just-barely smile. "I get the feeling we aren't talking about the actual stock market." Y/n whispers.

"No. We aren't." And to both of them, that's as close of a confession as they are going to get.

And no, this doesn't heal the hurt in either of their hearts, it doesn't make Jordie any less dead or Ketterdam any kinder, but at least now they have a little place of safety. At least now they have a place where they don't have to pretend, where they don't have to fake strength or fake a smile.

[blaithnne]

my timephoon hot take is that the episode was literally fine, it's the episodes that came AFTER it that fucked things up