#robyn wips

[mercurymaceo]

New Wips and Doodles from February :))

[sirazaroff]

Taking selfies next to my fav celebrity <3

[peteytheparrot]

Slams down some fake poster wips

[greeneyeofenvy]

lighting is hard but

fanart is coming (tmrw or today idek I might have hw to do)

Sketch phase (idek how tf lighting works but at the same time…I do?)

[mysticstarlightduck]

📂 - (inky-duchess 💜)

Thank you for that ask, @inky-duchess!!!

Sorry it took me so long to respond to it! I'm going through my asks and tags as of this month so lets go!

Let's go with facts from some of the main cast of characters from Crash Stardom! for this one! <3

Matteo Villaryth's first language is Latin Spanish, and he was born in Monterey, Mexico, to a noble (or rather royal) family of powerful Aimaris (in-Universe vampiric fey) from the Villaryth clan as the sole heir. He also speaks fluent English, French, Romanian and Old Elvish.

Randall Sloanne spent most of his childhood in a hidden facility belonging to the Secret Society labs, where he - due to him being an Abyssian - was kept as an experiment. There, he met another young merfolk kid, Osian, who was a couple years older than him and who ended up becoming his best friend and adoptive older brother figure of sorts until their botched escape.

Robyn Elzigh was one of Fabian's only childhood friends and is still one of the few people who understands the struggle he faced during his childhood in the slums of the city's Outer Districts, as she grew up pretty much near to that space. She is the daughter of a young conman who fell from grace and lost his fortune, and her mother left the family to pursue an affair with Dominic Fletcher, none other than the head of the Secret Society.

My taglist:

@the-letterbox-archives

@kitty-is-writing

@sleepy-night-child,

@tabswrites

@kaylinalexanderbooks,

@smol-feralgremlin,

@oh-no-another-idea,

@littleladymab,

@little-peril-stories

@thelovelymachinery

@winterandwords,

@eccaiia,

@sarahlizziewrites,

@illarian-rambling

@agirlandherquill,

@anoelleart,

@ray-writes-n-shit

@writernopal,

@anyablackwood,

@forthesanityofstorytellers,

@finickyfelix

@i-can-even-burn-salad,

@cakeinthevoid,

@thepeculiarbird,

@clairelsonao3,

@memento-morri-writes,

@starlit-hopes-and-dreams

@wyked-ao3 and OPEN TAG

[mentallyinvernation]

Boy's Too Young To Be Singing The Blues for the ask game!

Oh man, this one is so so bittersweet. I get emotional about this wip.

CW: implied child death

Basically! Robyn is the Vortex, and Dream struggles to come to terms with what that means - because that's Hob's child, and Dream's going to have to be the one that takes him away.

Despite the angsty premise, it's actually quite fluffy and domestic for like the first half! Dream procrastinates dealing with the whole vortex problem until it's literally ripping apart the Dreaming, and even then he's like 'I pretend I do not see'. Mainly because, before that happens, Robyn keeps popping up around the Dreaming in places he shouldn't (like the throne room), and Dream sort of ends up co-parenting with Eleanor and Hob without either of them realising lmao.

Mervyn: Don't name the vortex, you'll get attached!

Dream: Not only did I name the vortex and get attached, but I also adopted him.

A snippy snip for your time (it's kinda rough tho because I'm nowhere near this point lol):

“The fate of every being in the universe –“ “Aren't worth him!” Hob screams, chest heaving, something wild, illogical, and frantic scrabbling in his eyes. “Not to me.” "I know," Dream replies hoarsely, heart aching in his throat, and he does know. This tragedy has befallen him once before.

IT HAS A HAPPY ENDING THEY'LL BE FINE I PROMISE.

Chapter 1 is up if ya wanna check it out!

[lunarobyn22]

wip for drawing my moots' OCs/sonas - this is for @hiimgin ! I spent a couple hours on it so far, and can't wait to finish it! All art is from either their page or from @bloomandcorey 's page (DEFINITELY recommend you check it out! I wish I had done so sooner!)

[moziak-role]

stupid idiots

[and-i--oop]

[grasslandgirl]

thinkiing about her (bad kids zombie au I wrote for gore zine) again and like.... feeling the urge to flesh (haha) it out into a fuller au.... something something non chronological storytelling..... x days before/after something something...... this is the devil speaking to me....

[jedidragonwarriorqueen]

The wind whips past Robyn even faster as she plummets towards the ground, stealing the breath straight from her throat.

She barely has time to register what she’s done—

—when something—someone—slams into her from behind and strong hands grasp under her arms, yanking her out of free fall.

“Well, there goes my streak of not getting caught by the cops,” Robyn blurts, followed by a half second of panic that Winter might just drop her.

The ground is much closer, now, and somewhere behind and above them the Nevermore screams its displeasure.

Right.

Priorities.

[minecraftbookshelf]

Wrong fandom but i’m trying to get back to doing these semi-regularly so have a RWBY snippet!

*

“We could always just ask," Clover says. "Someone has to know where he is."

"Oh yeah," Robyn says, aware she's being more sarcastic than the situation probably warrants but too tired to stop herself. "What, we just find a random huntress and be like "Hello, we can't access the mission boards outside of Solitas because we only have student licenses from Atlas, but we would like you to locate a famous huntsman for us please. No, we're looking for him because we're time travelers and think he can help us save two kingdoms, not because we have any nefarious intentions."

Clover glares at her and throws the wrapper from his vending machine sandwich at her face. "We don't ask like that, how did you ever successfully campaign?"

“My opponent was Jacques Schnee," Robyn reminds him. "In Mantle. I didn't have to try very hard."

That is only mostly not a lie. The truth is that any time Robyn had to make any kind of speech or public appearance outside of holding up military supply vehicles, May scripted it down to the gestures and then Fiona edited it to remove the Atlesian airs that would come off as condescending in Mantle. And then they both made her practice in front of them for hours. Joanna always made popcorn. Robyn knew the ins and outs of Mantle's economic struggles and social disadvantages better than anyone, but she never would have been able to communicate her plans to fix them if not for her team.

Robyn breathes in slow and deep and swallows the lump in her throat that shows up every time she thinks about her huntresses. About Mantle. She feels like she fell through the ice and cannot find her way out from under the surface again. The hands that had always reached out to pull her out before nowhere to be found.

Just Clover.

“We leave out the time travel, of course. But maybe play up the part where he's pretty well known and we're students. If we choose right, we can probably find someone willing to indulge a little bit of hero worship. Especially somewhere more lax, like Mistral or Vale."

The door to their compartment flies open.

“Hers was better.”

[renabe4life]

a couple wips as I struggle w my pen between way too busy days orz

[peteytheparrot]

Don’t know if I’m gonna finish this today so here’s the sketch now lol

[greeneyeofenvy]

not done

These backgrounds are giving me a mental breakdown (not rlly but still)

[the-better-psychic]

OOC (Again)

I also have made some progress my drawing of Mobile so eh I'll show it off.

He's so silly