#not my apprentice tho

[sillyturtleenjoyer]

nems from anemoia!tale by @bloobluee!! such a silly lad, bro radiates pure chill. not sure i quite got that here but he does look very dapper (and mildly scraped)

[starrysharks]

reassassination swap AU... fuckin.... unassassination idfk

[yumenari]

Guys did you know today is the birthday of the loml (and their snake familiar)

[soullessseraphim]

It's about sending a message

Liam parading with his troupes in the realms to make it clear he's not fucking around

I finally finished this thing holey moley ; it looks pretty wacky,,, I still am not an expert on perspective and backgrounds or how to put characters in backgrounds,,,, so liike its still a little wacky, I still am trying to figure out how rendering is supposed to look,,, and either way,,, enjoy !!!

Here are a few wips and an alternative version :

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[twilights-stuff]

Just finished my art of Stan and Ford for my GFxSW AU. Just to be clear, this au took place during the time of the Galactic Empire and both Stan Twins are in their salt and pepper era. Really loving the whole red and blue thing they have going on.

Bonus art, a wip of Grand Inquisitor!Bill and Ford in this au, The Master and The Apprentice:

[girlatrocity]

Ooh what abt nejire or fuyumi if you still want characters to draw?

she's so pretty 😫

[rapidhighway]

one of my favorite things in teen titans is robin wearing his own mask underneath the red x mask

[theroxian]

jordana apprentice au chapter 1

(well thats the name until i think of something better and shove this on ao3 (thanks ao3 for being difficult with the sign up omg))

after the tournament of sources a tired jordana, all out of options, seeks out the only person she believes she can help right her wrongs. The high sorceress of mysterium- though this new position offers her more than she could've ever anticipated.

“Alright dear, I may be getting a little slow on the uptake” the sorceress glanced up from her teacup, “but who exactly are you again?”

Jordana sighed, perhaps for the fifth time in the past minute. For someone so legendary, she had imagined the high sorceress of mysterium to be, more legendary? Her greatest feats, all her legendary spells, all reduced to this shabby old monastery. And maybe it was an acquired taste, but the place was a mess. Books strewn along shelves carelessly, half baked potions left in boxes, what looked to be a streak of rainbow glitter in the sorceress’s hair.

“My name is jordana. I come from Imperium and-”

“Imperium?” the sorceress interrupted. Again. “Isn't that the place with all the fancy, techy, sci-fi stuff? Why the hell are you in a place like this?”

“Well, I mean-” Jordana stuttered. But the question wasn't unfounded- what exactly was she doing in a place like this? Jordana wasn't a magician- at least not until recently. She didn't have the experience to be even in the mere presence of the high sorceress, did she? God, she was just wasting her time. The sorceress was going to figure her out. Jordana knew it. She would be kicked to the curb again. Left to fend for herself. Again. Hell she even deserved it. Everything it did. Everything she did. It would've been better if she had never come here at all. What was she even thinking, going directly to the high sorceress of mysterium? Pathetic. Maybe she should just leave. At least she wouldn't be around to hear the sorceress say it herself. Maybe- 

“Dear, dear are you alright?” enquired the sorceress softly “you seem a bit uptight.”

Jordana looked up. 

“NOW if you are, i do not wish to intrude… whatever your name was-”

“Jordana…” she sighed. Honestly she did want to be mad, but she didn't have the energy anymore.

“Jordana, you should-”

“Im fine” 

“Well dear, if you're so sure.” the sorceress replied “you still haven't answered my question- why exactly are you here?”

Jordana froze. 

“Well, high sorceress-” she blurted out hurriedly. How was she supposed to say this? “Recently, I have been made, aware, of your legendary feats, your magical prowess… and I know, someone as low as myself… isn't really in a position to ask anything of you…” jordana crawled into herself. God, she was really doing this. This was a mistake, she knew it.

“Will you teach me?”

“An imperian, wanting to learn magic?” the sorceress contemplated. Looking her eyes side to side as she did so.

Jordana held her breath, dreading each moment as they washed over her.

“Well dear…” the sorceress’s eyes lit up  “why didn't you say so?!”

The sorceress threw her teacup down, softening its landing by turning the plate it rested on into a small pillow. Jordana cautiously looked up. All the relief in the world being thrust upon her in a single instant. Was it really that simple? 

“Why, I haven't had a new apprentice application in centuries!” she said as she began frantically sorting through, or throwing around, whatever miscellaneous items she had on the shelf behind her. 

The sorceress sighed. “No, what I'm looking for isn't here… stupid Janet” she scoffed Janet's name under her breath. Though jordana failed to see how realistically Janet could have messed with any of the sorceresses' things, or why she would, she knew better than to question the woman who had just given her a chance at her, well a, life back. “We’ll have to check the other storage room.”

Jordana got herself up, after a bit of time. She was tired, so, so tired. Not that the sorceress seemed to care. That was fine though. It was nothing she couldn't handle. If jordana had learned one thing in imperium it was how to work, and work hard. Only perfection was acceptable, and for a job like this, she would have to be better than that. 

The other room was, surprisingly clean, all things considered. Apart from the odd spiderweb or two. 

“Don't mind the mess, dearie, this room doesn't see a lot of use.” That was probably why. The sorceress looked around for a moment. Each book or potion or whatever the sorceress was checking for added another no to the cacophony.

“Well dear aren't you going to help?” the sorceress returned her gaze to jordana.

“Um- of course high sorceress… what exactly are we looking for?”

“Oh you'll know when you see it” she so helpfully replied. “Besides, it should be just- AHA!” the sorceress yanked up a slab of fabric from under some potions. 

“Do you like it?” she said as she unravelled the fabric. “I know it's not the most, sightly, but anything must be better than your current attire. All that metal cannot be comfy dearie” 

She flew it over to jordana, or rather it grew a pair of wings and flew itself over. It was a jacket, not unlike the one the sorceress herself was wearing brown with a distinct green swirl pattern on the cuffs, only with a noticeably higher amount of dust and cobwebs on it. Not the worst uniform she’d ever seen, surprisingly. “I’d have to ask my daughter for something better, she's about your age, how old are you exactly?”

“14..”

“Well, give or take around a few thousand years… she's quite into fashion i'm sure she’d have something you would like”

“This is more than enough, high sorceress, t-thank you”

“Please dear, call me Gandalaria.” 

“Of course miss Gandalaria” 

“And now dear-” the sorceress clapped her hands, illuminating the room in a flashing parade of rainbow colours. “Do make yourself at home. You've got a big first day tomorrow” she added in a sing-songy tone and then slamming the door.

The room had transformed itself into a bedroom, far larger than she had ever had before. With a large desk, a bookshelf, and even a window sill with several plant pots and a multitude of trinkets littering it. It was far too large to be just a bedroom, jordana thought. It must be a space where the sorceress can send her when she doesn't want to see her. Which if it was anything like her last room, would be a lot. 

Well this time it wouldn't be. Jordana just had to ensure the sorceress didn't have a reason to shut her away. She just had to work harder, harder than with LaRow, harder than with Ras. This was her only chance at any form of redemption for its actions, the ones that blood stained her very hands. Failure wasn't an option.

Jordana reached over to the shelf of gandalrias books and grabbed one.

[slavhew]

production / consumption

[narsh-poptarts]

Finished these character turnarounds for class :D

Just about the only thing I finished for class

I've had these guys in my head for about 4 years now but I'm only just now getting around to actually drawing them

Barnes (he/him) gets subjected to the horrors for the first time and Andromedus (genderfluid she/he/they) is... well I'm sure they care

[tentacleplains]

i make only the posts the people want to see. on that note,

WOULD THE DOL CHARACTERS SURVIVE IF THEY GOT SAW TRAPPED:

[impbites]

OCtober day 10 - personality ✨

another bachelor/ette from my [farming game that only exists in my head]! naia sucks 💜

[francy-sketches]

aegon is brokenstar coded (child fighting enjoyer) and joffrey is breezepelt coded do you think if they were warriorcats aegon would be joffrey's evil dark forest mentor

[soullessseraphim]

liam... madquarade.... remember

I rember...

[rookflower]

Potential Thunderclan deputy candidates!

[sparrow-writes-draws]

Full body drawing of what I think will treaty looks like :)), he’s so pathetic wet rat coded I love him <3 (Fr tho bro can never catch a break in the books 💀)