Full-Colour Practice & Discord Announcement
🐍🪽To my lovely followers on the Good OmensFandom!!!!🐍🪽
and here, a little test-colour pratice I did for my wrist physiotherapy. Whadda you think? (made with one of my old Red Art below the cut)
Thank you all for supporting me! We slowly approach the anniversary of my first GO publication. There is so many things I would like to do for the occasion... Will I manage everything? Wait & see!
But for now, let me introduce you to our new Discord 🐍🪽The Nice and Accurate Network🐍🪽
We are a small and friendly community, and we love and share everything about GO: fanfictions, Art, general talks, theories about season 3... We even have our own South Downs Cottage for sharing our irl hobbies or having writing/arting sprints and fun!
Come and join us! There is a few "sharing-WIPs" categories where I already feel like home, and I will probably post exclusive WIPs only there!
Bonus! my first Red Art Daily Challenge (Time completion 2 hours) from last January, versus the coloured version! I like them both, it's just a matter of taste and mood I guess. What do you think my dears?
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I demand when John met Helen (please?🥺)
Anything for you, my love! 😘😘😘
(this is an outline-ish thing from...last january? I don't know if ill ever truly write it out, so here's the whole caboodle)
warnings: violence, serious amts of shmoop
Helen goes to a rare book shop curious if they can fix the binding of her dog eared copy of Jane Eyre. They quote her an insane price. She has a meet cute with John in the shop. Maybe she's looking through the classics, trying to find a copy of Jane Eyre so she doesn't destroy her other one more. Maybe she tells him she can't afford to fix her copy. She brought it in to ask. He is sheepish about it, but he says he could fix it for her. “What would you charge?”
“Nothing. It's a hobby for me. I do it for relaxation.”
“Wow. Are you sure?”
“Absolutely. You'd be doing me a favor. I could use a new project.”
She cants her head, looking at him. Weighing him. He finds himself standing up a little straighter, hoping he'll make the cut.
“Ok. But you at least have to let me buy you lunch.”
“I would like that,” he admits.
“Deal.” She holds out her hand to shake. He takes her small hand in his, and doesn't want to let go.
So he fixes her book.
They go to lunch. And when it's time to part ways, they don't really want to. They go for a walk. And keep talking. He shyly asks if he can take her to dinner. She agrees eagerly. They fall in love in the span of a week, or maybe just that one perfect day.
They have a date set but John has to text her to say he's not feeling well. She offers to bring him soup. He says that sounds amazing, but he doesn't want her to see him like this. In truth, he was working, and things got out of hand. He's told her he works in security. But she is not prepared for how he looks.
Black eye. Cuts on his face. Bruised ribs. Bruises everywhere, really.
She worries that he's trying to break their date. Making up an excuse. He can hear it in her voice. Scared he’ll lose her, (and wanting badly to see her) he agrees to let her come over that night, not sure how it will go.
He thinks about his Manhattan apartment. Expensive, modern, very few personal touches. He's afraid she'll hate it.
When she comes over with takeout she is shocked, and teary eyed. Seeing him in pain like this hurts her.
“Oh my god, John, what happened to you?”
“Sometimes, my work gets a little...spicy?”
Lol. She just looks at him. That look.
“I'm guessing you can't actually tell me what happened.”
With a sad smile he shakes his head. “I want to share everything I can with you,” he admits. “But some things, it's better you don't know.”
She chews on her lip as he tells her this. He wonders if this will be their deal breaker. But in the end she nods. “Ok, John. I trust you.”
Hearing that makes him feel better than the pain pills he'd taken earlier.
“We could...watch a movie?” he offers, thinking snuggling with her in his arms might fix him.
“Okay.”
He falls asleep halfway through, and she holds him, looking at his wounds. He looks so boyish and innocent in his sleep. She fights not to cry.
To make up for ruining their date night he offers to cook her dinner. Afterwards they kiss, in front of the window, the lights of New York shining down below. He pulls her against him, squeezing her in his strong arms like he can't get enough of her. It steals her breath away, she wants him so much.
Later, they're out and about. She hugs him under his suit jacket, feels a blocky shape at his back. “Are you...carrying a gun?”
“Honestly, I'm usually carrying a gun,” he admits.
After the business that went sideways, he doesn't want to get caught unawares. He can tell she doesn’t like it, but trusts him enough to go along with it.
“Ok…”
Something happens where she gets to see him in action. It's awesome... and scary, honestly. Maybe they're walking to his car when they're ambushed by five guys. The leader is like, “Evening, John.”
“This isn't a good time, Mickey.”
M looks between Helen and John with a leer. “No time like the present, I say.”
They fight, and John lays them all out. In the end he’s taken Micky’s gun and is about to shoot him in the face. It's instinct and reflex. Finish the job. But he hears a gasp behind him. Looks to see Helen looking terrified. So he disassembles the gun. Drops all the bullets into Mickey’s face before throwing the pieces at him.
“Come on, sweetheart, let's go.” They drive away. She is in shock.
Afterwards, they go park somewhere with a view of the city below. She is only looking at him though. “I scared you,” he says. It's not really a question.
“Yes and no,” she answers honestly. “I don't believe you would ever hurt me.”
“Good. It's the truth.”
“But I…” She trails off.
“It's OK,” he sighs, feeling so tired inside. “You can say it.”
“I'm not sure I really believe your job is legal, John.”
He sighs and looks at the steering wheel. “You... might be right about that.”
She nods. His heart is in his throat. This is it. This is how he loses her, he's convinced. And she has every right to leave. He never had any business pursuing her in the first place, but…it feels like dying.
He waits for the axe to fall, his eyes squeezed closed.
“I don't know how to reconcile the man I saw today, and the man I know who repairs books, and cooks me gourmet dinners, and takes me on long walks while holding my hand.”
John rests his forehead on his steepled fingers. “I’ve...never really had a choice. I was trained from childhood, to do what I do, for very bad people. It doesn't excuse me...but it is what it is. Maybe I enjoyed it, once. I am not a good man. But now…” He looks at her, with the look of a drowning man. “I would give anything, just to have you.”
There are tears in her eyes too, he realizes.
“Do you have to do it, forever?” she asks. “Is there no way out?”
He shakes his head, to himself as much as her. “It's very rare,” he tells her. “And very difficult.”
She nods, and moves closer. “Will you hold me?”
“Always.”
He pulls her in close, thinking he could die happy like this, with her in his arms.
Later, he asks point blank. He has to know, he can't contain it. “Are you leaving me, Helen?”
He's so certain the answer is yes. She'll try to let him down softly. I'm not sure I can do this. It's not you, it's me.
He can hardly believe his ears when she answers, “You're not getting rid of me that easily, John Wick.”
He's not sure if the sound he makes is a laugh or a sob. He kisses her, desperate for the affirmation of her love, hardly able to believe his luck. He feels like his heart might explode, for all the love he feels for this woman.
“I love you so fucking much,” he growls as he kisses her like he might devour her.
Likewise, she tells him with tears in her eyes and her fingers in his hair. “Don't stop kissing me.”
“Never,” he tells her.
The next week he finds himself buying a ring.
And the week after that, he finds himself bargaining with Viggo Tarasov, his freedom in exchange for slaughtering all of the boss’s rivals in one mad night of mayhem.
If anyone can do it, it’s John Wick.
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It's this blog's 10th Birthday!
My how time flies! Thanks Tumblr for providing this place to hang out and share my fandom posts. Thanks to all of my fellow David Tennant/Doctor Who/Good Omens/Broadchurch/etc followers! It's been a fun 10 years.
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Thinking about Orchid and her connection to my take on Gender (because this was meant to be about her and the Crew but it just devolved into a character analysis kinda??? More trauma-dumping maybe???) This is very much an oc/personal rant so feel free to ignore it 🫡
So, Orchid started off as a character I didn't really think much of (hear me out this is going to be relevant) because I wanted to add a 'girl' character but didn't know what to *do* with her, y'know? She was always going to be the strongest one there, she had the odds stacked in her favor with her parents. She was always going to be the gloomy side-character to match Reset's energy. But I think she's gone through every stage of Generic Woman I could possibly find.
At first she was angry and abrasive (think Fell!Sans) where every other word was a curse and she was likely to throw the first punch then laugh as she kicks her enemy while they're down. This was when Reset was a cartoonishly self-centered villain whose goal was simply to prove others wrong. Then Orchid became a sort of sisterly figure. This was short-lived, but she was the one comforting people who Reset would torment, but would ultimately follow his orders, because at this point he was actually a danger and sadistic. And then there was the phase where the story mellowed out and she became the token Goth Girl who, yes she was strong, but was heavy on the 'whatever' energy. Then there was her Era of deep self-loathing and anxiety about her worth that held her back and made her a much more timid and meek character who would only lash out on occasion.
Now, Orchid is the best of those iterations I've written yet. She's calm, level-headed, and a natural leader. Her father raised those traits into her. But she's very reactive, and can be silly, and when she's comfortable it's likely that air of importance transforms into something more comfortable and familiar. She laughs loudly and grins wide, she likes loud video-games but loves to read in the quiet. She's extremely disciplined, and normally no one can get through her tough exterior besides her best friend, Reset. She does what she does for her own enjoyment, sure, but she's thought of every angle and makes her choice to help Reset and control the others with her whole chest. She still worries she won't live up to her invisible expectations, and that and her loyalty are her two driving forces.
I know that Orchid is important to me because she's the longest-running female oc I've had. I have a rough relationship with womanhood/girlhood and I know looking back that Orchid recieved every ounce of my distaste for being a woman that I could shovel into her. That never made her less of a character, she was actually always one of my favorites, and rarely was she a 'punching bag oc'. I just... projected onto her a lot. And she's a good sign of how I've learned who I am. I've decided that my own femininity is something I could live without. I'd rather not associate myself with it, and I'd like to leave it in my past, focusing on a future where I'm not tied down with any gender roles or expectations. That won't happen, but I've come to terms with it myself. Orchid though? I figured out through her that I don't have to hate women characters. My own distaste for my circumstances doesn't mean I have to push it onto my characters (on God I've never expressed anything rude to actual people, that'd be rude as hell and uncalled for, but I have a bad habit of disliking fictional women in media). So, Orchid is a well-roubded character finally. She has motivations abd goals and a *lot* more depth than I ever expected her to. She's happy with being a woman, she's content. She's not treated differently for it in unfair ways by those she cares about, so she doesn't mind it. She likes to wear pretty outfits and lets Reset add bows to her ribbons. She doesn't let being a woman hold her back in the slightest.
So, yeah. Orchid is one of my babies. If I ever leave this Fandom behind for good, she's one that's coming with (Ichor, Orchid, and Pretender all have human designs I can use elsewhere lol-) but in the meantime I'll just rotate her around in my brain for a while longer.
If I'm right, she's been with me for nearly 5-6 years and I went through a *lot* with her as an outlet. So, she's kinda just like an old stuffed animal. A lil ripped, matted fur, maybe a stain or two, but there's a story there and that makes it important beyond belief.
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