#it's very scary to make OCs and it's an art
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honestly a lot of complaints I see about OCs in fanfiction aren't actually complaints about OCs in Fanfiction(tm). Like that isn't the root problem. "They eclipse the main character and the writer makes problems too easily solved", "They're always flat or underdeveloped", "Writers who ship OCs x canon character write the canon character ooc" "The writer disregards in-world rules and the story doesn't make sense (i.e. they lose the suspension of disbelief" "The OC always suddenly predicts plot twists" "The OC is never compelling or likeable" like girl that's not a problem unique to OCs specifically. It's just bad writing.
#mini rant after looking through the tags of another post#what I am saying is that maybe this author just needs to grow a little#i could go on about this for ever and ever but authors who experiment with OCs I am kissing you on the mouth#it's very scary to make OCs and it's an art#but the essentials of writing a good OC are no different than writing a canon character#writing fundamentals do not change
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finally got an artfight page + character set up!
....what do you mean it's already nearly the end of july. come on
#...I have like. actual ocs I swear I just did not have time or brain energy to make refs for them.#so you get WOBBEGONG THE CEPHADROME instead. sorry.#monster hunter stories#monster hunter#art#kinda? digital art is. not very much my thing.#it's scary.
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Kraz, royal healer
Kraz (Razzy if they like you(but they like everyone)(except Jerry)) is a human (?) mage who voluntarily exiled themselves to the underground to follow monsterkind during the war. They are later appointed royal healer by the king and queen and has devoted themselves to the betterment of monster society ever since. They are the only human the royal scientist ever tolerated (although would you call sharing lab coats and beds tolerating or...something else?)
Information
-Species : mage (half monster, half human)
-Age : older than the barrier. As long as they will to live, it appears that a mage cannot age.
-Gender : apparently born a female, although it is unclear how sexual dimorphism develops in mages. Kraz does not specifically care.
-Soul : Green
-Height : 1.99m (6'5)
-Hair colour : Black (somehow iridescent ?)
-Eye colour : deep dark brown. Their sclera is grey as well.
-Build : sickly thin, actually skin and bones. They never eat much of anything, claiming that they do not need a lot of food. It worries people quite a lot, especially Toriel, but they have been like this for hundreds of years so... at least they're not dead ? Still, they scare the kids.
-Personnality : a sweet, calming presence. They exude an aura which makes anyone around them feel at peace. Although they are quite akward and generally anxious, they smile easily and brightly. Kraz is very friendly, caring, and kind to a fault. has quite an outdated manner of speech. A jokester. Always does their best to please people around them. Deeply devoted. Probably has some sort of attention deficit. Easily fascinated. Suffers from chronic bird behaviour (will bring you trinkets??).
-Likes : gardening, playing the piano, cooking, puzzles, collecting shiny trinkets, science, herbal medicine, cultivating bacteria, gift giving, late 1800's fashion, dark spaces, funny socks, Gaster.
-Dislikes : loud noises (especially clamoring crowds), being watched, sudden movements, bright reflective surfaces, small enclosed spaces, bitter foods.
Backstory
Kraz was born to a human mother and a monster father during the war, as mages often are. Abandoned by their mother, who could not endure the shame of their birth, they were taken under their father’s wing and raised amongst a small monster village. Early on, they manifested an extremely intense green soul and spectacular magical power, even for a mage. Although unequipped and unprepared to nurture such potential, the monsters in Kraz's community did their best to encourage the toddler's magical prowess, such as having them heal cuts and bruises, or speed up a few carrots' growth. But as war progressed, human armies swept through monster territory and eventually raided the child's village, pillaging and slaughtering everyone in their path. In these times mages were rare, being the product of monster-human relationships, but extremely sought after by humanity, who could only manifest minor magic potential. Stumbling upon the young Kraz and recognising in their physiology the traits of a "hybrid", human soldiers immediately identified them as a mage and took them away to be raised amongst humans. Their father, if he ever survived the attack, never stopped looking for his little bird until his dust settled on the ground. And so Kraz was raised in human war camps and settlements, amongst soldiers and other mages. Being so young, they only ever had vague memories of their time amongst monsters and soon put them to rest. As they grew, their healing powers grew with them, and it was soon clear to the commanders that Kraz may as well be the most spectacular healer that they had ever known, capable of rising men at death's door back on their feet and ready to fight in mere minutes. Suffice to say, as one of their greatest asset, they were sent from battlefield to battlefield, from division to division in order to rise the almost dead and reinforce the dwindling human forces. But they had a fault. Kraz, at their heart, was kind. Compassionate. Caring. And oh so, so young still, no more than fifteen. And the pain, the suffering inflicted by and to monsters broke their soul into pieces. See, despite all the propaganda, they could never quite bring themselves to hate monsters. Hate half of themselves. And so in the midst of the battle's confusion, in secret, they would slip a hand or a green bullet towards a bleeding frog here. A dusting lion there. They wished they could just run to them and pour their whole magic into the wounded, but the human soldiers watched them. Always. But eventually, as war was nearing its end, temptation was too great. They could take it no more. And so during a bloody battle, they slipped away from the soldiers surrounding them and ran to a fallen monster, who was already dusting away. A skeleton. The young mage fell to their knees, reaching for the monster's broken face with magic already at their fingertips and reassurances spilling from their lip, and poured everything they had left as the soldier tried to struggle and speak. He barely was able to call to them, in a language they didn't know, his bones just starting to reform, but fate is oh so cruel. Kraz could only slip their guard's attention for so long, and just as life started to flicker back in the man's face, they were torn off his bloodied body and promptly covered in his dust, their work undone by the fall of a sword. As the soldiers dragged the teen away, they could only claw down at the dusty floor to rack up the dust, and a nametag. Dingbats.
"Traitor", they were deemed. "An error of nature", "a freak", they were called. But a valuable freak nonetheless. Their magical abilities were still wholly unmatched through all of the land. They were needed. And so Kraz was beaten down, corrected, whipped back into shape. Into following orders. Royals spoke of banishment. Of a barrier. And they needed mages.
Finally, monsters were defeated. They were to be sealed underground. Kraz and the other mages assembled, staring down at a beaten monsterkind, a sea of eyes and bleeding hearts crying out at them as they chanted the words.
They couldn't do it. They couldn't.
They ran to them.
As the barrier rose up, this child fell to their knees in front of Asgore and Toriel and begged them to let them stay. To right this wrong. To help. They did.
And so Kraz poured their heart out. It wasn't easy, getting monsters to accept human help, even though they shared some physical traits. They slaved away for nothing in return, growing crops magically in dead ground and never taking even a grain of wheat for themselves. Endlessly imbuing water with their energy to create remedies for everyone. Only accepting the bare minimum of food to stay alive, even though they felt as if they were tearing this food away from the hands of the needy. They tried so, so hard to repair humanity's sins. Clear their name in the eyes of monsters.
And eventually, it somewhat worked. Instead of frowns, they were faced with smiles. Children stopped crying when they saw the healer's incomplete beak and started to spare them a smile. The elderly stopped refusing treatment from them. And even though they still had to face a seemingly unclimbable wall as they began further studies in medicine, biology and microbiology, chemistry, agricultural sciences, magical studies, anything to broaden their knowledge and help, they made it. (No thanks to the shy, awkward, standoffish and straight up rude engineering-chemistry-physics student which whom the king and queen pushed Kraz to hang out with. They said that it would "help the both of you, you kids would work beautifully together". Not that the mage minded, as a matter of fact they quite enjoyed his presence and always did their best to be agreeable and overall lovely company; but the skeleton never quite seemed to get over his absolute loathing of humans. Oh well, no matter. They'll keep trying anyways.). Eventually they did succeed and ascended to the position of "tolerable fellow student who I regularly hang out with" in the eyes of their adversary. When Kraz got their first doctorate, in medicine, WingDings even cracked a smile. And as the two completed their studies, the now mage-doctor was promoted to "acceptable collaborator". A win for the ages!
Kraz finally moved out of the derelict place they were practicing medicine in since the war to a more acceptable place (which was, well, their newly furnished house, courtesy of the royal family for their friendship and as a congratulatory gift for their doctorate) and kept working as always. But with an official title to strengthen their position, and what some may call a reluctant friend, things seemed lighter. Monsters were flocking to their office, business (which was still free but their patients insisted on leaving little somethings) was booming, their ties to their fellow "collaborator " deepening, and the doctor became sincerely appreciated in their community. Maybe not in all monsterdom yet, memories of the war never quite fading, but it was progress. Things were going well.
But it seemed that fate had other plans.
One day, plague broke out. The illness decimated monster populations, entire families perishing from an unknown condition.
And Kraz, oh Kraz, tried everything. Every spell, every potion, every cure they could think of. Nothing worked. They asked for help to the other healers, consulted with other scientists, even asked the engineers if they could think of something, anything. Nothing worked. They could only watch as the malady swept through monsters, powerless to watch them die, just like they did during the war.
No. No.
They would not stand for it, they would not STAND FOR THIS !! They will find a cure. At any cost.
They locked themselves in their laboratory.
One day. Two days.
Three days.
Six days.
Eight days.
Their colleagues had tried banging on the door, shouting at them to come out, to go home, they would not answer. They called for the doctor’s friends, to no avail. Eventually, it was WingDings Gaster, the royal scientist himself, to be at their door threatening them to “kick their feathery ass if it’s the last thing he does” in order to get them to open the damn door.
No answer.
But the royal scientist was a stubborn man. And when words failed, he proceeded to take the door’s security system apart and barge into the lab, only to be taken aback by the stench. He covered his non-existent nose with a sleeve and bit back the urge to let last night’s dinner see the light of day again, ushering the doctor’s worried coworkers away. It reeked of illness. It reeked of plague. The skeleton, being the only one without lungs and hence immune to all airborne diseases, made his way through the mess of papers, vials and…patches of blood and hair…to the form bent over his friend’s table. Kraz was staring straight at him with their big, beady dark eyes which seemed to be glazed over. They looked even paler than they usually do, which is to say whiter than snow, and seemed so frail that they could snap at any moment. Their face was also swimming in what seemed to be bloodied spit, over a mountain of papers scribbled with words that made no sense. Suffice to say, they looked like death itself. They looked dead.
It was as if Gaster’s bones were made of ice. Barely thinking, he grabbed his friend’s limp body, by Asgore were they TALL, and zapped away somewhere safe. Somewhere clean. His place, apparently.
He cleaned Kraz. Changed them. Laid them in bed. Listened to their delirious babbles, relieved that at least they were alive. In a moment of clarity, the doctor pleaded him to retrieve some instruments from their lab and conduct a series of tests on samples of their blood, which he was urged to collect daily.
“I need to help them Dings. Please. Please, I beg of you, do this for them. Or else I would have done this for nothing. Please.”
Eventually, the unthinkable happened. They got better, the little colour their cheeks normally had returned. As soon as the healer could walk again, they were out of their friend’s house and back in their lab (ignoring everyone’s admonishments). Barely a week later, there was a cure for the seemingly incurable plague.
Monsterkind was saved.
And everything was truly fine. Kraz was promoted to Royal Doctor (a fact they endlessly teased Gaster with, because Now you can’t boss me around anymore mister science man), was granted a whole department in the Hotland labs, and was now revered though the kingdom! Their promotion to head doctor was also accompanied by another, to the exclusive rank of “beloved special stupid idiot who gave themselves the plague” in the soul of a certain someone. They weren’t going to live that one down anytime soon. But well, when the royal scientist’s coworkers noticed that his lunch was packed daily in the common room fridge with “Do not forget nourishment today dear, I will see you tonight at our usual, -A stupid idiot “stuck to it, let’s say that the air in the Core labs was decidedly more pleasant. And Alphys, a young intern that the Doctor befriended during one of their numerous visits to their collaborator-friend-lover(?), could barely contain her gushing to anyone that might listen.
Yes. Times were good.
Until a human fell.
#undertale oc#character sheet#Kraz#YIPEE FINALLY DONE!!!#I am so so excited to get you guys know them better#I'm still trying to define their personnality precisely but I've been thinking about them FOREVER#their lore is a little insane but. They're weird too.#Literally a bird. Has bird behaviour SO BAD#I'll draw them doing stupid shit dont worry. Bringing Gaster beads and stuff. A lover's offering.#They look scary as hell but actually they're a big softie. Very silly and kind person.#The giganormous half beak giant height and skeleton apearance just don't help#I love them.#permission from/to my mutuals to draw razzy interracting with your guys ?#(if i ever have time to draw lmao)#they're dating the royal scientist because I need to kiss that goop man personally#their relationship is science x science (different flavours) they're the worst lmao#kraz is the only seemingly responsible one#they have this self care thing nailed (forces Gaster to eat and shower)#date night is either gaster building something and kraz doing the very meticulous bits or running tests on razzy's new bacteria farm#“Can you make a bacteria that tastes like tomato sauce” well a week and a half later apparently yes you can#these two i swear#Kraz wears funny socks and Gaster funny ties. The funny sciences.#my art#my oc
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WORLD IS MINE 👑 FULL MUSIC VIDEO original character ver ✨
I redid the full mv with my ocs Olive and Ambrose and i worked a lot on this, so reblogs are very appreciated! Pleeease let me know if you liked it!
The link (youtube) is right there
#my art#oc art#digital art#trans artist#oc artist#mlm art#gay art#music video#world is mine#i have no idea how to tag it actually but uuh WATCH IT PLEASE#I LOVE THESE OCS SOOO SO SO MUCH...#it would make me very happy#im a bit stressed lol i don't often post big stuff it's scary#Olive#Ambrose
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art dump of billies + self insert :3
#fnf silly billy#fnf yourself#hit single mod#hit single real#fnf yourself x oc#self insert#oc x canon#tw blood#cw blood#blood#(<- for the first one. oooo hes in a fight)#// need more scary intimidating billy in my life so that i can squish him out of it#// while im here there have been multiple people spam liking and reblogging and leaving nice comments on my art n i want to say thank you :#// you know who you are!! it's very sweet and it makes me happy. even if i don't personally respond i think of the messages a lot
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more of thisguy his names Wally (he/him) and hes like a self-constructing homonclus? like hecan change his form but needs to know EXACTLY how a feature is made, wantsto be a wizard so bad he thinsk wizards are so cool, he's best friends with @wigglybug 's Wymarc and he CAN make a normal-ish face but hes also kindof lazy and doesnt wanna.
hes definitely a goofster he likes doing jokes and doing a bit, the him w/ wizard hat picture was him doing a joke shegjsgs (the eyes inside mouth were also a joke! someone said "look me in the eyes" and hedid that he thinks hes really funny) (also the little black dots are simple-eyes! like uhhh spider. like basic black&white sight, literally bare minimum bc he doesnt wanna construct/form proper eyes OR the facial structure to fit them pfff)
his adoptive dad Otker (they/them) runs the town's apothecary and does NOT like wizards but is really supportive of their son pff
#art#oc#drawing#sketchbook#wizard oc#body horror#not tagging as gore or horror hes NOT mean or scary he justlooks weird and lumpy bc hes too lazy to make a proper muscle/skin structure#he can look alot of different ways hes just doing this on purpose sgejsgs#also hes not very good at it shsjsgs#if you donttt like body-horror ish stuff be mindful on my blog! idraw alot and often forget to/dont tag it properly sgehsgs#ilike him alot soill be drawing him more#fun lovin outgoing guy
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I JUST WANT YOU TO STOP SAYING ODD SHIT.
Syn scares HABIT just by conducting herself the way she always does and it unnerves HABIT a lot.
#oc x canon#self insert#selfship#my art#syn#habit#habit emh#habit everymanhybrid#everymanhybrid#syn is a triad member so she's naturally able to put on a very unnerving personality#especially as a higher-up#she partakes in all sorts of illegal shit and isn't new to bloodshed and theoretically HABIT would find it cool#but she's also just? really creepy in the sense that she tends to just stare at him like she's fucking dissecting him in their head#like she can be kind and compassionate but on the job she is Very Fucking Scary and she is not someone to cross#even HABIT finds her unsettling at first especially since she shapeshifts and has high pain tolerance#she's just not human anymore and it freaks him out bc he's so used to grovelling weaklings#she's pretty eccentric and has an incomprehensible moral compass too so that just makes her even more enigmatic and impossible to understan#in HABIT's eyes anyway
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a metaphorical comic about metaphorical thoughts! i had to draw this out before i drove myself in circles asking too many questions.
#my instinct in a way is to make male ocs#and i always project the hardest onto male ocs#the one female oc i have that i've projected very hard onto is trans also lol#i know that it shouldn't mean anything but i feel like it does? but idk what that would be#i guess i feel like i could find something that fits me better#but i haven't come across it yet#and something hyperspecific like a neopronoun is kinda scary?#mostly bc i'd have to go around asking for that *specifically*#and i don't really want that#can i be a girl but a little bit to the left#my art#comic#oc: lari
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A buncha messy ass sketches of Asterious Roselious and his wretched, rabid lil familiar Skibbles The Boneless and the light of his life, apple of his eye, adoptive daughter Bertha
#dnd#dnd oc#dungeons and dragons#tiefling#warlock#peng's art#peng's ocs#Aster#Bertie#Skibbs#dadster#aster was one of those characters that was supposed to just be a cool edgy goth man#but he then he very quickly turned into a stay at home dad#became an award winning chef and dotes on his adoptive daughter#he’s the house dad#goth house#has like…..7 people in it?? was 9?#and he’s the one like making sure the house is put together and everyone is fed and looked after#all while being this scary bone man who’s blunt and abrasive as hell#oh yeah and how could I forget talking about skibbles#he’s this horrid awful creature thats asters familiar#he’s killed so many people#one of the DMs was like#ive never seen a familiar with a kill count like skibbles#p sure skibbles has killed more enemies than aster has#exp
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OH RIGHT! I DREW MORE ROBOT. extra doodles under the cut
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#potatart#my ocs#original characters#robot art#robot oc#robots#etc#i wonder if i should tag this or sometbing because of the broken machine & oil & wires and stuff#if that bothers u my dear followers & mutuals pls let me know and i will tag it •-•#OK SORRY I FORGOT TO ADD SOME STUFF B4 POSTING#for context im thinking this characters name might be Seth or something like that#Nobody is not meaning harm (its the robot in question) it is just Tall and Scary and tbf seth is angry amd scared all the time.#especially of machines#but still i think its funny how even after being hit in the face with a baseball bat Nobody does not even register it#it just wants 2 make friends...why so cruel and mean#also Juniper is the same girl that was in the last robot doodle batch. i like to call her Juni :3#she loves robots very much#and the last doodle is just a general design for Nobody's model bc they are the odd one out of an entire. massed produced array#of identical robots#me whem the robot is sentient *explosion*
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you know that joke thats like cw: this game contains scenes?
tfw you have an oc that is just. he just Is a content warning at this point
#toy txt post#i try to be somewhat specific and ill be fucked if he ever gets out to a wider audience who doesnt have any context for#cw headloose but like i really. he really is just. like#his cws always contain so many question marks as i try to figure out how to categorize and quantify his particular brand of fucked up#its very funny but also. save me#its literally always just like. idk. ig gore? hes an oc that cant be killed and he can shapeshift and reconstitute his body as needed#but gore doesnt feel quite right for like. he wants to be turned into a literal pulp and then his body does some horror shit cos hes#fully sentient while thats happening and its turning him on. i wont. go into more detail than that here. theres something deeply wrong with#him. i hate him (lying) hes so fun. until its deeply cursed. inflicting psychic damage on the entire group chat and also myself#some of u would love whatever the fuck he's got going on probably#but alas i cant share him too candidly. sorry. even if censorship wasnt an issue. thats Scary#if i ever make a comic or book or whatever of the oc universe hes from ill have to print zines of it at home myself and hand deliver it to#members of the groupchat in person cos i aint sending him thru the mail#simultaneously oh its not that bad but also more fucked up than u could imagine or whatever idk#idk hes having fun. im suffering for my art.
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Tags rant
no general theme i just want to yell about stuff
will delete later i think
Upd. I am doing better but won't delete it because archiving purposes and I like to reread stuff like that as diary entries and think "haha what a feeble minded fool i was"
#i think i am now extremely unhappy with my art#all i do is doodle or draw stuff for college that i don't really like#and i mean#it's fun and all#but i don't feel like it's art#and i think i started dreading doing full rendered art#because it will take so long and i need to make sh*t in 5 minutes#i don't know if it's an adhd thing or i'm just impatient i don't know i don't#and i'm sad my faith hyperfixation is fading away because it was so fun#i want to draw john but i don't know what to do w him anymore#i was never good with fanart#fanart is so freaking difficult how do people come up with good ideas all the time#all i can think about is oc stuff but it's almost never pretty and#i don't knowwwwww i am dreading i'll have to work with art#why did i think being a designer is a good idea i want nothing to do w it#i am so afraid of the future i am afraid i will have to work till the day i die#it's scary i am scared i want to do nothing i am tired for no reason at all#i have no idea where to even... live?#i should save up and try to leave this God forsaken country#but i am mortified of living on my own#i am just#i'll be fine i'll cry for a bit and everything will get better#but i am not very happy rn i'm sorry#that's about that i'm really sorry i am just scared#I WANT TO FEEL GOOD FOR MORE THAN 5 MINUTES AT A TIME PLEASE
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sapote is officially, as of now (3 days in...) the most attacked chara of mine on art fight. missus worldwide. miss universe. going 2 usurp queen and take this 👑
#mira might have won the popularity poll on tumblr but on AF sapote is going 2 overthrow her too. IM VERY SURPRISED AND DELIGHTED BY THIS#what abt her design makes ppl like her. is it the fluffy. i get it. i do#she IS fun to draw i always have a great time#AAA IVE ALREADY GOTTEN MORE ATTACKS THAN IVE DONE JASDHK as soon as im done with my work week its OVER for yall >:"D going 2 try to revenge#everyone i can while also working on my hitlist lol#THERES SO MUCH CUTE AND COOL ART OF MY OCS U GUYS...IM EMO!!!#if anyone posts them 2 tumblr i will be sure 2 rb....goin 2 post mine in batches at the end of each week :>#sanchoyorambles#EVERYONE IS VERY NICE BTW IM HAVING FUN!!!!!!! YIPPEE!!!#great timing too i have a kinda scary dr appointment this month later and this is a great thing to focus on instead#need the positive vibes bc if i Think abt that i will freak#af save me. distract me af#<tbf when u dont have insurance all dr appointments r scary (Cost. Money...)#but this 1 is being paid for by the state so. kind of a slay
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rook sprites (scary)
if you dont know already this is my take on tenna in her scary form!!!!!! basically she's the president of idk where but secretly also a mob boss called the rook. she's tall here because she's wearing heels + a hat to hide her anTennas. im gonna explain more in the tags
#deltarune#my art#deltarune oc#tenna deltarune#ok explaination time#teeny weeny tenna acts like a cartoon villain#specifically like lord farquaad. because they are both short#and she is basically harmless and fails all her attempts to be an antagonist to the gang#shes basically a comedic relief#and the rook is actually Evil#and everyone wonders who it is but they dont knkw because they're just a shadow#with shadow henchmen#who does evilmurders in secret (SCARY!!!!!!!)#and the big mystery is who could this scary guy be.#some people think its tenna because the tv torso doesn't turn off but she says shes too short#and also the anTennas are a very important tenna trait but the rook doesn't have them#in reality she has abig hat and coat and heeled boots. tee hee#also she isnt wearing her sunglasses because they are a recognizable trait#under the cool shades she looks like spades king#she cant see without the glasses (they are made of magic idk) because mike stole her eyes IDK!!! IT DOESNT MAKE SENSE#so in rook form shes only moving in a straight line (CHESS REFERENCE) because she cant see#her henchmen guide her ooooo spooky#THATS IT SORRY FOR RAMBLING 😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔
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my General Akiyi Tonn and Commander Hilt, heads of the 116th Battalion. She is prim and poised and all things proper, and he is stoic and silent and would rather take on twelve B1s weaponless than talk to anyone. And they are fucking and don't even bother trying to hide it. At least they command well together...
#EDIT: THE PNG DIDNT WORK I DONT KNOW HOW TO FIX IT GIVE ME A SEC#they fuckin like nasty and everyone fucking knows it#however shes so Proper Tee Em and he's so scary in his silence that nobody talks to either of them about it out of fear#and a bit of confusion#Mace Windu may know. but he is also too awkward to bring it up bc they FUCK DIRTY and its embarrassing to bring up in a council meeting#ahem. anyway.#her lightsaber is yellow. yay!#jedi oc#clone trooper oc#116th battalion#star wars: the clone wars#star wars#its not perfect in the slightest--it's really just a texture practice thing! i'm working on that more than anything else rn#i still have no set 'style' im just trying everything out#and im not sure his metal jaw is very metal (yes the minimal teeth is intentional)#and his stupid lil pocket thing is stupid and i hate those things and wish i could get away with not drawing them#but i did have a fuckin blast distressing his paint#it wasnt easy to make 'random distressing' look real but. yeah.#my art#mimse art#mimse ocs
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I always have to remind myself that I don’t need to push myself to make art, and I don’t need to apologize or feel bad for not making a lot of art. art is something that should make me feel happy, so if I’m pushing myself to the point of not enjoying it anymore, then I should just stop and calm down for a second. and take some time for myself. Art won’t disappear, it will always be there waiting for me again, its okay for me to take some time doing others things sometimes.
#sorry this is a bit negative. most of the art i’ve been making latelyis personal/ocs so i dont post it here and thats been stressing me out#since im scared a lot of people are expecting things from my art that i cant give#my art changes a lot because i get inspired by so many things each day. and a lot of my designs are personal and mean a lot to me#so seeing other people like them is both a happy thing for me. but also so scary.#most people i see post art in fandoms im in will post so much of it so often#so i think i subconsciously think that i have to do that too. Make a bunch of art super fast and i HAVE to post ALL of it#but from the things that disabled me to just. that not being how i do things. i cant keep up with that#art takes a long time for me to feel happy with. And i dont always have the motivation or energy to finish all my drawings#Or even do things past a messy sketch#so i keep most things to myself for one reason or another#i dont know it just feels like everyone needs to have things “now now now. fast fast fast” nowadays.#or else the stuff you make isnt worth it. or isnt as good as everything else. In the case you make art late into joining the fandom#I think someone called it fast consumerism? or something? But yeah its just#bad. i dont like it at all#sorry for the long tags. i might stop posting as much art for a bit so i can take some time for myself.#go outside more. learn a new hobby. maybe even join a club or something#if you read through this hi. feel free to ask for my toyhouse if you want to see my ocs or whatnot.#I was very lax on checking my grammar here. not sorry this time. im getting seen for dysgraphia and im tired and need a break#myposts#rambling
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