#that learned to love arts and crafts

[nocek]

booo! I finished the promised halloween post!

I even made it with extra side of depression ;P

One of these days I need to write down all my headcanons about them. Just so I won't forget them (eh, if only I could write fanfics >.<) and it will fun to see how far off I am when the next movie drops.

But anyway to prove I'm not that evil : here is the more fun version

[midnighthybrid1]

Some Carnival Bunnydoll/Ragatha + Jax doodles I did today 😋😎 I am not immune to shipping in this fandom…

One more doodle under the cut! Warning for excessive blood.

This one is them sentient and not sane. Oops

Still figuring out how to draw them since I’ve only ever drawn the OGs before. Love their designs thoooo so it’s pretty dang fun

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TADC Carnival AU by @sm-baby (apologies for the @ AH-)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

There's nothing he can't do. Yet.

(Thank you to everyone who participated in the poll!)

[suffersinfandom]

LIttle Ed is done and clothed! We went outside for a photoshoot (the pics didn't look that washed out on my phone, oops) and encountered way too many bugs.

[uncanny-tranny]

If I'm honest, the whole "love in every stitch" saying for fiber artists does not apply to me, like. I'm trying to get this fucking hook into stubborn yarn and I'll be stabbing it like it owed me money. Is that love because I hope not 😭💀

[mellowwillowy]

Don't we all love eldritch horror now?

I present to you my current impulsive fixation, a webtoon series that is loosely accurate to the Lovecraftian’s OG lores, Love Crafts Horror !

For the price of subscribing to it, yall get to see this stupid sunshine call center and messenger for free every now and then~

And y'all know what's fun too? There are (so far) 7 handsome horrors in total~! Yes, now they are all your harem members if you wish for them to be too.

And yeah, it's not Lovecraftian if there ain't any Gore and shiiii (This story is not suitable for all audiences, categorized for young adults)

So what are we waiting for? Hit the— (insert shameless advertisement template)

[inkedmyths]

Hi. I'm only a little dead but I'm mildly less dead now bc FULL ARTS OF THEM!!

Finally full outfit refs... waow...

[butterflieswhisper]

looping echidna beastlife gif from trying to figure out toonboom

[nanno-arts]

Made Gecko Pottery:

[eri-pl]

Blood, red like fire

Miriel pricked her finger on the needle. It was more difficult to control her hroa now, when the bounduaries between her and not-her were fuzzy. Her mother had warned her it would be like this.

At least she didn't break or lose the needle. It had been part of a gift from Vaire herself. Miriel smiled, remembering how the Valie --- and not other than the Weaver herself --- complimented her work.

A red drop bloomed on her fingertip, and she put it to her lips, not willing to risk staining any of the threads. The blood was too hot, almost painful to touch. Warmth creeped down her arm too, up her forearm and deep inside her body.

It was a new kind of warmth, not like the soothing, accepting light of Trees or her husband's embrace. Not like steady fire of the hearth even. It was unlike anything she'd known before. Somehow more new than every new thing she'd experienced before, more new even than the shores of Aman when she'd seen them for the first time.

This child would be brilliant.

The realization came suddenly, from within the warmth, and both quickly passed, but she knew. Deep inside her, the fire grew.

--- a few days before ---

Vaire worked in silence. Or, to be more precise, she was silent.

The prisoner talked and talked, without much point, analyzing her tapestry and criticizing most of it. At least he did it in a brilliant prose, at least at times. So much form, so little meaning... But it had a certain poetry to it, and that was why she agreed to keep him company. Still, he was getting tiring.

"Dons't thou think that thou shouldst be reflecting on thine behavior instead of trying to give me advice on what is my calling?"

"I am reflecting indeed." He stretched out hand and the light of her shining fabric danced on his too-long, too-shiny fingernails, like starlight reflested in ice. "But tell me, are my deeds not the very thing that allowed the brilliance in your tapestries to bloom? Had I not freed you of the Lamps, what wouldst thou weave now?"

Did Melkor just compliment the Trees? Maybe he was indeed reflecting. Maybe he simply wanted to make a point. Probably the latter.

He kept talking. "As for this work being thine, do I not have a part in all of your skills? Is there anything I cannot do?"

'Be silent, for example', she thought, but didn't comment.

"Thou hast the perspective wrong again."

Vaire sighed. "Indeed, thou shouldst be reflecting instead."

Melkor actually stopped talking for some time. Was the perspective really wrong? Probably not. But she kept wondering.

"I have reflected on my deeds." he said in a solemn voice. "And it occurred to me that I should do more than that. As I have said, I have a share in all the skills of all the Valar. Let me help thee. I shall make the perspective correct."

"I won't let thee spoil my work," she said. "Make thine own."

He probably offered the 'help' only to show off, but maybe not? Maybe Melkor was indeed trying to be helpful, finally? Anyway what could go wrong with letting him work? At worst he'd waste some of her thread.

---

Vaire narrowed her eyes, trying to find out what was wrong with the perspective in Melkor's tapestry. Something was wrong, definitely. She wouldn't hang it. But at least, he'd worked for some time, and did not complain.

The prisoner's question interrupted her thoughts. "Did Aule made those needles? they seem too beautiful to be his work," he said, giving Vaire's tools back to her.

"I shall not let thee talk badly about Aule."

"As you will, o lady of this prison. But heed my advice: keep those needles to thyself, as I do not believe that anyone would be able to replace them in case someone was to steal them. Not even I."

Even without the fake humility at the end, the attempt to make her possesive was just too obvious.

Vaire smiled. She'd give all of her best needles as gifts to the Eldar. No, to one Elda. Miriel definitely deserved it.

But Melkor did not have to know. She would him think he'd won this tiny battle.

The dark Vala smiled too.

[funkle420]

a great way to combat genAI in the future would be educating kids (and teens and college students and all ppl) on art way more.

[beyourselfchulanmaria]

 🪷 Home sweet home • Lotus pure fairy 🪷

愛人蓮仙子

婷婷玉立姿

日出綻笑靨

天黑冥想恣

－ (五絕) 蓮仙子愛人 • 仲茵 poem 🪷 Lotus fairy lover by Chu Lan~*

(poetry means：My lover, the Lotus Fairy, stands tall and graceful, smiling at sunrise and meditating in the dusk. ​)

[sebbyisland]

guys I’m literally so excited I can’t give analysis my brain is just !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (I lied see commentary in tags)

[mokeonn]

I have crawled out of my "only doing art studies pit" to craft a piece so full of love, and I shall now post that piece before once again disappearing to cry over anatomy

[makeshiftstory]

Figured it might be fun to tease what I'm currently working on at the moment with materials I have already at my disposal. I decided to make a fan plush of Barnaby B. Beagle from Welcome Home for a challenge since I never really attempted something with a bowler hat before. For a first time hat making, I think I did pretty well on that part. Next up will be making Barnaby himself since the vest is gonna take a bit of time to figure out how to tackle.

[bardicious]

I am now technically on cara by the way, nothing there tho yet, and, god, the servers are really very slow right now. But it's super cute! Ill post my profile here when I get my art set up there. Might be a good place to easily see my art? (I'm not thoroughly fond of my art gallery tumblr blog (bardfolio, not this one), it just doesn't work well...)

Hopefully the servers pick up speed, and I beg for a light mode. lmao. Will keep you all up to speed. :)