#red gold wip

[pencildragons]

excerpt from the (hopefully) soon-to-be-posted 2nd chapter of my foxquin fic the silver is white, red is the gold (quinlan is the guard's general and also has another padawan); cw ahead for mentions of body horror/corpse desecration, mind control, and memory issues

This is the sixteenth time this has happened, this vanishing without a trace, for hours or days on end. No one knows where he goes; the SecFeed vids show nothing out of the ordinary, the tracker in his armour says that he’s in his office, and not a single vod sees him come or go. In the end, it had been the SecFeed that had tipped them off to something being wrong. One of the original squad members that had been deployed from Kamino with him—a slicer, Imantu—had spent most of his time watching the ‘Feed, and eventually had come to Fox and quietly told him that, every fortnight since their deployment ten weeks beforehand, the vids would loop twice for five minutes. Fox had known better than to suggest it was simply a glitch; ten weeks had been more than enough time to establish that nothing ever happened by coincidence on Coruscant. Imantu had sliced through the encryption that wasn’t supposed to be sliced, and—found things that weren’t meant to be found. He had come knocking on Fox’s office door late one night, had brought Thorn with him, and presented his evidence: Fox was the one looping the ‘Feed. Fox had sat there for a very long time, scrutinised by his slicer and his commander, and told them shakily that he hadn’t done it. He had clearly been rattled enough that Thorn and Imantu had taken him at his word, and that had seemed to be that. Except that that night had been the last time anyone saw Imantu alive. They found his body nineteen days later, rotting in some mid-levels rubbish pile, eyes gouged out messily, every finger broken. Worst had been his tongue, ripped from the root and found a few metres away. The medic on duty said that it had been removed while he was still alive, same as his eyes, which—well. He doesn’t blame them for throwing up on his floor while giving their report. The next day, Thorn had inserted himself into Fox’s beat, had made him crawl down a manhole into a sewerage tunnel, stripped them both of their armour, then dragged him half a kilometre through stinking, knee-deep waste before he would answer Fox’s demands to tell him what the fuck was going on. Finally, when they stopped, Thorn had produced a holoprojector from his blacks and wordlessly handed it to him. The truth of it was undeniable: shot from an oblique angle—Thorn refused to tell him, but he guessed some sort of hidden recorded—was Fox, doing something at the main ‘Feed monitors, dated to twelve minutes after Imantu had last been seen. He had been wearing full trooper armour, but black instead of shiny-white or Corrie-Guard-Red, face hidden, but the tell-tale flexing of fingers and stretching of the neck and the roll of his gait as he limped out of frame were perhaps more telling than even his face. Thorn had clearly prepared for the uncertainty, though, because a montage of vids began after that. Most of them were from helmet-cams, all focused on Fox, flexing his fingers, stretching his neck, limping away. When you’re identical in every way to a billion other beings, reading body language becomes very important, and this could not have been more damning than if Fox had stood in front of his Commanders and announced that it was he, Commander Fox, who killed Imantu in cold blood.

[crimsonglow-art]

I love the variety that the fox coats seemed to have. I usually was only familiar with the standard red. Fursona has a lot of variety when it comes to color, customization, etc.

What do you guys like the most?

[peepingwizard]

I might be obsessed with his brother, but fuck does this man deserves some love

[deep-space-lines]

help girl..

i’m struggling with the color scheme for the next stained glass poster so i’m gonna see if i can crowdsource this. please. please. every time i have to do stained glass in a color scheme that isn’t red/orange and teal/blue all my confidence flies out the window </3 importantly this isn’t so much about accuracy of colors as aesthetics

[megraen]

14th July 2024 Work Queue

Been lazy and haven't done one of these posts in a while.

@landlockedmermaid77 @cassietrn @arrthurpendragon @hxpefull @photo1030 @ladykatie512 @omen-speaker @glitchinginthegarden @miss-jennifer-cormier @kuja-kujaku @titiagls @vampireninjabunnies-blog @derelictheretic @socially-awkward-skeleton

Chapter 05 (drafted)

Chapters 06 to 08 (Waiting to be Posted)

Chapter 13 (drafted)

Chapter 14 (3.5k words written)

Chapter 10 (1.5k words written)

Chapter 14 (1k words written)

Being Revised, 02/12 done. This will happen in tandem with other writings.

[ndostairlyrium]

WIP Wednesday, but it's a Thursday

I was tagged by the awesome @greypetrel ✨thank you so much!! ;u;

Finally, I can draw something unrelated to Art Fight lmao that's so relieving!!

Left: Two potatoes being very pink <3 I'm taking my time with this one because I want to achieve a certain effect but I need to study a couple of things rendering-wise before putting more stuff on paper <<

Right: A wild Luca appears! In the form of rough sketches. I'm torn between two options (we're going for nobiliar / high status costumes), but I do really want to draw a toga so... um... I'll ponder for a moment before finalizing a sketch

Tagging: @herearedragons @dreadfutures @underneathestars & whoever wants to share their stuff <3

[aquickstart]

FARLEIGH No... No, you don't. You used it seven times. Oliver reddens. OLIVER No I didn't. FARLEIGH Yes you did. I counted.

[thegorydamnreaper]

Light Bringer Art (wip dump)

Spoiler-y sketches of some upcoming art below the cut! They’re bigger & way more time consuming pieces, so who knows when they’ll be done, but I wanted to share anyway ♥️

“CLANG CLANG CLANG”

And

“Unworthy”

[boyybites]

Krampus adopts I'm working on

[pencildragons]

Last line challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like). 

i was tagged by my beloved mutual @hastalavistabyebye (ty for the tag !!), last thing lines i wrote was for ch2 of the silver is white, red is the gold

He dresses in a clean pair of blacks and a clean-ish pair of fatigues and slips on his soft real-leather boots—attained through a few bribes and careful manipulation of the ever-growing pile of blackmail on every clone officer ranked above lieutenant—and then, just as he’s about to make it out of the ‘fresher, unwillingly steps toward the sink to wash his hands off one last time. (Washing his hands, even until they are red and raw from the ungentle chemicals of standard ration soap, does nothing except open tiny little cuts on his already-too-dry skin. Every time he flexes his fingers, he still feels dried blood crack and flake away, and when he scratches and digs at his cuticles until not a chance in all the hells of every world remains that his hands are not clean, blood bubbles up from the torn skin, washing pink down the drain. It is a vicious cycle, and Fox cannot break free of it.)

tagging (no pressure!!): @whiskygoldwings @lttrsfrmlnrrgby @lightasthesun @thermodynamic-comedian @lit-in-thy-heart and uno-reversing @hastalavistabyebye :3

[pine-needle-shuffle]

fuck, I accidentally gave her shadow the hedgehog gloves

[grineerios]

👀

[invincible-selfxmade-punk]

Next work in progress.

Based on this

[spectre-draws]

WIP. Drawing those bones is going to kill me.

[chess-blackmyre]

WIP Wednesday

So, this is another excerpt from "Like Real People Do", my (now twice renamed) 'Batman Begins' tie-in

“Uh,” she tries, “hello?” Because what else is there to say when a Lepidoptera lands on your hand. Wings of iridescent blue, with rows of spots on the outer edge. The undersides of the wings look sooty black, but that could just be a trick of the light. As Rachel's knowledge of butterflies begins and ends with third grade science, she has no idea what it is besides ‘beautiful’. It stays there for a minute or two, resting as Rachel wonders if she should walk closer to one of the flower patches. And then–In the low light of evening, Rachel watches a butterfly flap its wings.

I am tagging @radioactivepeasant @elleinmotion @loverjed @falconemuses @nighthaunting @nitewrighter @thoughtfulrxven if any of ya'll feel up to posting anything.

[megraen]

31st July 2024 Work Queue

@landlockedmermaid77 @cassietrn @arrthurpendragon @hxpefull @photo1030 @ladykatie512 @omen-speaker @glitchinginthegarden @miss-jennifer-cormier @kuja-kujaku @titiagls @vampireninjabunnies-blog @derelictheretic @socially-awkward-skeleton

Chapter 05 (drafted)

Chapters 06 to 08 (Waiting to be Posted)

Chapter 13 (3k words in)

Chapter 15 (drafted)

Chapter 10 (1.5k words written)

Chapter 15 (2k words written)

Being Revised, 02/12 done. This will happen in tandem with other writings.