#the process of this one was so so messy!
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#the process of this one was so so messy!#but it's nice to do things the old way sometimes#even if it leaves you with Many Layers#like 70 layers?? yeah that's a lot!#anyways his horn has some shimmers!!!#and he's wearing a little bit of eye shadow!!! but just a little bit!!#honestly I think he's susie's doll#every time she sees him she has something cute for him#''hi! I got you some make up! can I apply it for you?"#“hello! I got you some cute outfits! can you try them?”#“hey! there's this adorable hairstyle that only works on short and curly hair! can we try it?”#omg she's the rich auntie!!!!#art#digital art#kirby#kirby series#kirby gijinka#gijinka#kirby fanart
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@saiintvalentiine hello. the npc fic left me absolutely in shambles i needed to draw them.
#☆ my art .#took some liberties in their designs and some other things i hope that's okay um.#i struggle processing a lot of info so i might have missed if there were descriptions of what theyre wearing#i only remembering seeing the cloak mentioned that's like stitched from two different ones?#its a little messy im tired and having trouble focusing im sorry#those didnt really come out how i wanted but ummmm its fine i guess#i could yap so much about how much i loved the fic and their interactions but uhhh i cant gather my thoughts enough rn#im gonna be thinking about them and the au so much....#kenadian#wifies
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Thinking abt how the kits would have absolutely zero grasp on the concept of mortality and death and how they'd be really confused on why their parents are upset and where Mothtree wen't :^)
Hi friend, I don’t want to be like a major downer but… Rosehipkit is VERY sick. She and Dogwood, more than any other kits, absolutely understand the concept of mortality and death in a way that they should not have to.
#loudclan#loudclanasks#cw discussion of death#cw death#cw death mention#cw afterlife#cw discussion of afterlife#cw sad#kinda a downer sorry#I know this one is messy but I am terribly tired and I have so many asks in my inbox#I promise the next moon is in process.#sketch done#just trying to balance drawing asks and drawing the moon#also anon who asked about a drawing tutorial I’m working on it!#will probably be a while but I haven’t forgotten
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bits n bobs..new chapter
#witch hat tag#orufrey#witch hat atelier spoilers#need to process the chapter more later after a nap...lots to appreciate..<3#i drew the first thing for the 8th anniversary so messy.. but sensei..she reacted 🫣😭#comic is a precursor to the big one which i did after. i got so many nice tags about that thank you thank you tyyy💞💞#i want to do the orufrey week prompts i missed as well..i love agott and orufrey and witch hat amen#PS OLLY WOULDNT SWEAR in front of the kids except in REALLY shocking and tired moments
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okay im not gonna say it was the most gutting moment of the episode, but tell me yall noticed in one of the very first scenes THE WAY NANDORS FACE SEEMS TO FALL A LITTLE IN THE BG AFTER GUILLERMO OFFERS HIS HAND TO HIS BOSS TO HELP HIM DOWN THE CHAIR.
THE VERY SAME WAY HE USED TO HELP HIM OUT THE COFFIN EVERY EVENING. my man is hurting so much he misses his guillermo so much god i cant do this
#okay fam how we feeling after this episode? im telling you i feel like im on crack#im also ripping my wire off#this new ep was SO jam packed with nandermo moments that i feel like im gonna need 5 to 10 business days to process all that#what we do in the shadows#nandermo#wwdits#nandor the relentless#guillermo de la cruz#and guillermo calling his boss master?? im just glad nandor wasnt around for that one his heart is broken enough lmao#some messy liveblog tag#*#comment
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Mess with my landoscar 😤 McLaren strategy count your days 😤😤
#blanket gifted by me 😚🤗#did i draw this to process and cope with that *messy* ass race#why yes yes i did#i needed them cuddling about it all okay 😭#they planned all the ways they will yell at the team and got tired so took a nap 🤷#mctwinks#twinklaren#formula one#formula 1#f1#f1 fanart#f1 rpf fanart#landoscar#lando norris#oscar piastri#hungarian gp 2024
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the fact that me, as a fan of both lando and oscar without any bias (maybe a bit on lando but not that much), is going to witness both "oscar fans, lando antis" and "lando fans, oscar antis" posts all in my one dash 🥲🥲
also the fact that atp i couldn't even bother enough with this same situation on both lewis and george. now it happens on lando and oscar as well which got me like....
#landoscar#lando norris#oscar piastri#f1#maybe i need to admit atp rn that#this sport is just not built for a person like me istg 🙂🙂#like....i miss the moments 2 years ago where what i only care the most is only football and football only#and couldn't even give a fuck more about guys being in circles vroom vroom#i mean thank god that there's a bayern match just now right after the race ended#which really liften my mood up and distract myself a bit from intimidating discourse and whatsoever#hmmmm ngl maybe the fact that being a football football fan in general especially in this website really brings a comfort in me#meanwhile for f1...idk why but everything about it (especially during race and after race) really overwhelms me a lot seriously speaking#maybe the fact that football is more team oriented sport#meanwhile f1 is more individual oriented despite there are teams consists of 2 individuals#and the fact that me supporting multiple individuals in a one same team despite that f1 is individual oriented sport#kinda gets me digging my own grave atp tbh#i mean when i said individual oriented sport...it kinda means that in a perspective of most of the f1 fans#and now seeing all every kinds of discourse on my dash really makes me overwhelming a lot i'm ngl#that the fact that i couldn't able to curate my own preference for this f1blr space on my dash 🥲🥲🥲#goddddd srsly tho i just want to turn back time where i only cares about bayern frankfurt and germany nt only ffs 🫠🫠🫠🫠#but yeah who am i to turn around the past 🙃🙃...and plus that once i'm getting into one hyperfixation there's no turning back at all for me#so yeah#goddddd i'm so sorry but i'm just being so fucking messy rn#like all the things that i see on my dash really exhausts my brain and my thought process forreal i really need to throw up forreal srsly :(
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hhau rescue rambles - part II
>> part I here // hhau masterpost here <<
The hermits are here to take Scar home but Grian is gone and Scar can’t leave without him, even if the others would promise to look for him. (They won’t find him, they won’t, they won’t. Scar knows how vast these forests are. He knows how many hiding spots there are tucked away if one knows where to look.) (They don’t know where to look.)
They’re not listening to him. He’s half-feral and panicked and desperate, barely making any sense. He keeps saying he needs to find Grian, but he looks half-crazed, clothes stained by a huge amount of blood and—
If it looks, a little bit, like he’s just in frenzied denial of some grief? That maybe something happened and Grian isn’t here anymore? The world is permadeath, after all. The rescue party isn’t sure what to think.
Of course they promise to look for Grian. Of course they’ll try. But first, let’s get you somewhere safe, Scar.
Scar panics and backs away and says he isn’t going anywhere until they find Grian. He’s so so afraid they’ll take him away and he’ll never find him. (He keeps imagining that wretched scream he heard that very first day he found Grian, a year ago. How close of a call that was.) (He thinks of finding him after the mimic incident, barely surviving. Wounded and bloodied and ready to collapse.) (He thinks of Grian sobbing as he begs Scar to never leave him again.)
He can’t leave him behind. He can’t.
He won’t.
He’s done everything he can up to this point and if this is his last fight? Then damn it, he’s going to go out swinging. He is going to find Grian. Even if he has to fight his saviours. (They’re enemies if they’re trying to separate him and Grian—)
He growls and lashes out and his vex magic comes through. The hermits are stunned and a little bit afraid and a whole lot confused. They’ve never seen him like this, hair white and claws ready to tear. (Cub, especially, is terrified of this development. Knowing that if Scar pushes himself too far in his vex form, he could die.)
They try to placate him, calm him down, reassure him. They try to get the damn teleportation bracelet on him. They keep telling him they can take him home, it’s okay, Scar, it’s okay.
It’s not okay.
He isn’t leaving without Grian, and he isn’t trusting anyone else with this.
So he runs.
He runs from his friends—from people he loves with all his heart; people he thought he’ll never see again. Runs from the promise of home and safety and this hell being finally over.
He runs, because he can’t take the salvation if he can’t share it with Grian.
Everything’s a bit of a blur as he rushes through the forest, looking for something to tell him where Grian is. He’s fully in his vex form, senses sharp and heart panicked, calling out, desperate for Grian to reply.
There’s no answer.
Scar sees it, then: a handful of ripped-out feathers and blood.
His heart jumps into his throat, but he laser-focuses and starts following the trail. The world feels askew around him, his steps urgent, his breaths hovering near growls that want to threaten the whole forest if anything dares to hurt Grian more. (He hopes Grian’s still out there.) (He has to be. He has to be—) (Why is he not replying to Scar’s calls, then?)
Scar’s aware that if he can follow the trail of blood, so can others. He needs to be better than them. Faster. (He needs to be a better hunter than them.) He knows that if he’s following the trail now, maybe someone already followed it. (He tries not to let that thought in. That he might be too late.)
He’s trailed by the hermit rescue party. They scramble in his wake, trying not to lose him. They lag behind, losing sight of him, but Cub staggers to follow his vex bond with Scar, like a tether, trying to hold down the swell of warning anxiety at the fact that Scar is in his vex form. Scar looks feral, he lashed out and ran from them, clothes stained by blood and hair white—
Them following just makes Scar feel hunted. His instincts go haywire and put him more on edge.
He keeps going.
He keeps calling out, too. Uncaring that he’s attracting every hunter in the vicinity. He can take them. He will happily attract them to himself if that means they won’t go after Grian instead. (The fact that he’s searching for Grian gets a bit tangled up in him. The fact that if he succeeds, he’ll just be bringing the hunters to Grian fails to quite register. He’s not thinking very straight.)
Hermits hear those wails, echoing through the forest. He sounds like a wandering spirit.
Inhuman.
Lost.
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Grian is hurt. Hand pressed against the spot on his side that bleeds, he sits curled up, pressing himself into some bushes for a moment of reprieve—just a moment, just a little bit, please, please.
He hears Scar’s calls from far away. He hears them, and his heart tears itself to pieces.
He is terrified and hurting, and it feels dangerously close to a despair-filled memory.
He tries to shield himself from it. There’s a reason he ran. There’s a reason why Scar should stay away from him. He can’t— He shouldn’t— He—
Scar draws closer. Grian can hear his sobbing and heaving. His pleading, so heartrendingly desperate. “Grian please. Grian answer me.”
Grian finds himself cautiously standing up, every muscle taut. His heart is rabbity fast, fear clogging his throat.
He doesn’t mean to answer. He really, really doesn’t mean to. (He needs to keep Scar away.) Yet a distressed chirp slips through anyway, like a terrified call, begging for Scar.
The sound of it pitches something in Scar. His sobbing changes to panic and dwindling hopefulness. “Grian…?”
There’s a tinier chirp then. Scared. Still involuntary.
Grian is so so afraid and he should know better, but a part of him is desperate for Scar.
The moment he sees Scar, though, the futility rips through him. No. He isn’t meant to— Scar shouldn’t be near him. Because Grian’s been gone so shortly and yet the hunters have already found him. He’s already gotten hurt. He is a beacon.
He can’t stay near Scar. It’ll get Scar hurt.
It’ll get Scar killed.
(Everything good that stays near Grian dies—)
He needs to get away from him.
He backs away. Tells Scar, in a wobbly voice, not to approach.
Scar doesn’t care. He needs to get to Grian. He needs to get to him, they can go home, this can all be over.
Running on some faulty reasoning, Grian tries to get away. It’s useless, he is in no state to outrun Scar—he can’t bring himself to fly and he’s bleeding, dizzy on panic—but he feels like he needs to try, anyway.
His feet feel heavy beneath him, the world unsteady. Scar is behind him and Grian’s heart begs him to stop, turn around, and burrow into his arms. (He can’t he can’t he can’t—)
It takes only a couple of steps for Grian to trip over some roots, the world as cruel to him as ever, sending him plummeting harshly down in a rough tumble of leaves and limbs and feathers. A pained, fearful yelp gets punched out of him on impact.
Scar’s next to him in an instant, kneeling down and gathering him in his arms. Crying as he buries Grian in a hug, terrified he might try to run again. Frantically telling him, “Grian, it’s over, it’s over, we can go home— Please—”
Grian’s sobbing against him, held in place, unable to understand what Scar is saying. He just wants Scar to get away from him and stay safe. (Grian can’t be safe. He’s been doomed from the start. He’s been doomed this whole time.) (He’ll end up like that bird. Dead, with wings ripped off—)
The words “it’s over” mean nothing to him. All he manages to choke out is, “There is no— There’s no home anymore.” They’ve had their safety ripped away from them over and over again. They’ve been showed that they can’t have a home anymore; this world will not allow it. Nowhere is safe. Nowhere is safe, as long as Grian’s wings are bright violet and attached to his spine.
Scar insists, a series of reassurances, words tripping over each other as he tries to keep his hold on his voice. He says they’ll be okay. He says they don’t have to run anymore. Please, Grian, we can go home.
But it’s not a concept that exists anymore for Grian; it refuses to register in his mind, words sliding right off him, incoherent.
What he knows is this: he failed to protect Scar, and they don’t have a home to go back to, and Grian is sure the hunters are about to show up, any second. He’s so tired and terrified, and he needs Scar to be shielded from this fate. He needs him to be safe.
Scar isn’t letting go of him. His grip is firm as he continues to plead with Grian. He doesn’t want to be rough, he’s never been forceful with Grian, but he can’t let go now. Even as Grian paws at him and tries to push him away.
Grian’s crying so hard; his efforts to get free are all frantic and urgent, yet half-hearted. (He wants to give in and bury himself in the protectiveness of Scar’s arms.) (He wants all of Scar’s promises to be true.)
And yet something tips askew.
Because Scar’s never been forceful with Grian.
He was always so gentle. He’d never grab him like this, with so much force. So much insistence.
Grian is hit with a dizzying, nauseating thought. Is this a trap? Is this a mimic?
Grian starts chirping. More of those distressed, scared noises as he can't get free of Scar's grip.
It’s the first time ever that Scar won’t heed Grian’s requests to be let go. Not even if Grian says it hurts. He won’t let go he won’t he won’t. He’ll drag him home if he has to.
Grian’s scared and confused, all his thoughts are jumbled, running on rampant trauma responses and unadulterated panic. He can’t deal with any of this. He keeps trying to wrangle free and push Scar away (is it even Scar???), begging him to let go, but it’s so horribly weak. It’s almost nothing. He just chokes on sobs and hyperventilates. (He feels caught.) (He feels like Scar will get killed because of him.) (He doesn’t know what’s happening.)
It’s awful. It’s wrong. It’s— It’s not what it’s meant to be.
This should be easy. This should be the best day ever! They can go home!
Instead, it’s like a panicked final showdown and Scar feels like it’s him against everyone. The hermits weren’t listening to him (Grian needs him, he needs him, he needs him), and now Grian isn’t listening to him either. (He can’t comprehend what Scar’s saying at all, and isn’t that so heartbreaking?) (Scar is desperate to get through to him. To calm him down enough so that this could be anything more than Scar forcefully holding him as Grian chokes on panic.) (The kind of panic he should never feel in Scar’s arms—)
Voice breaking, Scar pleads, over and over again. Please, Grian. Please. It’s okay. It’s okay, we can go home, we’ll be alright. It’s me. It’s me, I got you, we’re gonna be safe.
It’s the kiss he presses to Grian’s hair that tips the scales a little, just enough for Grian’s chirps to mute, his sobbing drifting off into softer cries. He goes limp under the affection, still terrified, still trembling and choking on air, but now he’s pressing himself against Scar instead of trying to get free.
“G, do you understand what I’m saying?” Scar begs in a wavering voice, unbecoming of his feral appearance. He holds onto the magic prickling along his skin, alert for any sort of danger, anything that so much as tries to approach and hurt Grian. His hands are still clawed. His hair is still white. His veins are still stuffed with unending desperation.
Nothing is over yet.
It should be. It should be, but it isn’t.
Not yet, not yet.
The hunters find them before the hermits do.
-- part III here
#ange rambles#ange writes#hhau#yes this was just an emotional mess wasn't it#grian is so lost amidst all the trauma rn#he's not processing anything right#had really fun with throwing in the “what if mimic” panic bit#they deserve that after their experiences#also. just something about cub seeing scar go vex mode#scar's never done that on hc#it's incredibly dangerous#they think he lost it#they think maybe grian's already dead#how heartbreaking is it that the rescue should be a Good thing?#that it should feel like relief#and yet it's just this panic-stricken mess?#anyway yeah please stay worried folks#more messy things incoming#<3#also no#grian did not expect to survive on his own#one way or another#it was going to end today
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how do you help so many different kinds of people? i have noticed you know about lots of different things and meet lots of different people. i want to do that but i cant figure out how? /gen
A little bit of background is probably needed:
I have had people ask me this before, and honestly I had a little bit of a cheat code. While my life has been filled with a lot of trauma and bad shit, I was raised by a mother from an incredibly leftie family who walked the talk when it came to values and doing the work.
She had a lot of ideas imparted on us from a young age: social and community responsibility, ideas of collectivism, eduction. Even as a poor, trapped young mother, she was believed that many people behaved badly based on ignorance outside their very limited bubble, and that when life became difficult economically or socially, people would immediately point fingers at groups they knew little about or saw as distinctively different in order to have a blameable target.
From about 4-5, outside typical schoolwork, my mother also taught us about the world. This included different conflicts and genocides (which may sound horrific to some people, but basic information and explanation was given, and then it got more in depth with age), different countries and cultures (often she would randomly select a country from a world map, and we would spend a set amount of time learning everything we could about the place, culture, people, etc), different religions (I attended many different types of religious institutes at least once, and my mother often found people willing to talk about their belief system with us), volunteering, etc.
I have definitely had a head start and a lot more guidance than many people, which I am incredibly grateful for. It can also make it difficult to advise though.
Realistically:
Honestly, the two best things you can do if you don’t know where to start are: listen and learn. Find any local group, start participating and volunteering. Listen to the stories of people there. Ask questions. Expose yourself to all sorts of different ideas and opinions.
In the last year, I’ve started doing a little throwback to my childhood. I have a schoolbook, and I choose random topics, and spend a few hours every week learning basic things about it. Choose a country, choose a place, a time in history, a religion, a culture, a people. You don’t have to be a scholar. You just have to expand your horizons.
As you get involved with more things, you will begin to narrow down your core values. This is good: you can’t do everything at once. I would say roughly 2-3 core issues or topics you care about is good (this doesn’t mean that you don’t care about things happening outside it - it just means you don’t spread yourself thin). There’s different things people make their focus: LGBTQ+ issues, BIPOC issues, environmental issues, homelessness, disability, refugee issues, etc. Your core focus will be the ones you feel most passionate about, which is good, because it means you will put in genuine work and care, and you will lower the risk of burning out fast and being of help to no one, including yourself.
You also have to get comfortable with the fact you will never be perfect. You will never be up to date with every idea and practice. There is always something you will need to learn or unlearn. Becoming rigid about being correct all the time will make you more of a menace than a help to any reputable movement or group. You might feel uncomfortable when you realise the gap or misunderstanding you had - that’s normal. Be open to learning and expanding your understanding of things vs burying your head in the stand stubbornly. I say things and then months later I realise that actually, I don’t agree with that anymore, or my understanding has deepened, or changed, or pivoted. This tends to make people feel very bad or uncomfortable, but you have to get to the stage where again, you acknowledge that that’s normal.
#learning to be part of your community is very hard! we live in strange times and we are increasingly disconnected from each other!#also being a human is often messy and complicated so it’s hard not to get discouraged but I believe in you!#remember: learn. do.#it’s very hard to go wrong once you start leaning into those two words#katie rambles#long post#sorry for my slightly off topic ramble I was like. hm. some of this is standard practice now and idk how to break it down.#also: from about 15 to 20 I had incredibly bad social anxiety! learning how to talk to strangers and put myself out there was a very long#and uncomfortable learning process. we are always learning. social media is only one aspect you see ❤️
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POSTALtober day 9: The Gimp (uncropped/unedited versions under cut. ALSO pose credit to @ThePoseArchives on twitter)
#I haven't really been able to do the other days/didn't feel like posting them#but this one is smexy so ur getting it beloved tumblrinas <3#this was a messy process bc 1.) no drawing tablet 2.) no photoshop so i used photopea#postal#postaltober#guns are so hard to draw ;-;
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spent the first hour and change at work deleting some old files and am having a grand ol time laughing at myself for not realizing i was a lesbian sooner
#vulnerable tag rambles ahead please be kind abt them i didnt intent to ramble this much but i dont wanna delete it eitehr#me to every single man i have ever dated after 6mo-1y: yeah hey this really isnt working out i dont really know why but i really hate mysel#and i dont want to blame you because i dont think you did anything inherently wrong here; i think this is something about me but i need#space to figure out why im feeling this way [every single one reacted by telling me No i wasnt allowed to leave btw]#i hold very complex feelings about these relationships esp bc of them ending in very violent/chaotic ways most of the time#but its interesting to look back at it all and realize ive left every man for the same reason (which is that ive hated myself Every Single#Time ive dated a man) and its funny bc i recognized the self hate pretty early on w/ cishet men but when it came to queer men it was#much more confusing (esp w/ nto knowing Any lesbians at that point in my life). im so happy im a lesbian tbh#i have a lot of issues w/ the racism fatphobia and transmisogyny present in lesbian groups#and also coming out as a lesbian really truly saved my life. before i met my wife i was quite literally in a 3yr abusive relationship that#definitely would have died in if i hadnt realzied i was a lesbian and ran from him#its also weird seeing liek the hard evidence of the things that happened to me btween 2016-2020 tbh#cause that was such a bad time of my life. i truly dont know how i survived it but im so glad i did#like the three major relationships in my life b4 meeting my wife was: guy who was in college when i was in HS who stalked me when i left;#guy who was a year younger than me who cheated on me the entire time while telling me he was being victimized (he wasnt; this was very mess#guy who saw the very messy toxic ldr i was in and helped me dump my ex then decided that meant we were in a relationship [insert 3 yrs here#and admittedly all 3 years with him werent the same level of abusive but it was definitely unhealthy from the start considering I Didnt Kno#we were together until he wanted to celebrate vday and got mad i didnt know our anniversary - and like this isnt including the other stuff#that happened between those Relatonships[tm] (cause ive never been monogamous; these were just the Major Relationships)#like i genuinely think if i hadnt come out i'd be dead rn given just how dangerous my relationships were/continued getting#i am also so tired now that ive seen all this cause like. fuck i can barely believe it and i not only lived it but have PTSD about it#i should write about my life sometime. i feel like it'd be cathartic to try and make a tangible timeline and stories from the years ang stu#anyway yeah. be nice about the tag rambles. dont message me with pity or curiosity or anything about this. i dont usually talk abt this stu#publicly bc i hate the ways ppl start tryign to baby me when they realize my life has been extremely fucked up until only a few years ago#n im still working on accepting kindness from others bc of [insert life traumas here] but its a long process so pls respect my need for jus#being heard rn w/o too much pressure< 3 (but ig if u do read this can u like it cause i feel a little crazy seeing all the evidence of the#stuff i experienced now also cause fuck ik logically it was but also i cant believe it was all real still yk)
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happy birthday karen!! she'll do starlight with everyone!
#crow's scribbles#revue starlight#karen aijou#stopping myself from tagging hi/karen--#i. love this drawing so much.#one of my top favorites.#the flowers at the bottom and the petals up there are daisies btw!#juuuuuust some nice info to tell :D#i wanted to put a little sparkle thing on karen's sword but i couldnt find a way that wont block her face much and not look a bit silly#so i opted w just not drawing her eye!#this is my first time drawing the revue outfits and aughghhghg it was kinda painful.....#but i managed!#i would add more details but.... augh i think this is enough!#for my first time making art like this (based on a song full of details and a background kind of) it's pretty good!#sorry it's a bit messy btw! i didnt do a value thing before coloring so the whole coloring process was a bit messy#anyway i'll just stop my ramble here and let you figure out all the details!#happy birthday to one of the silliest girls ever!!!!
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Day 3: Opening Up/Laughter/Romance @kaemakiweek
#danganronpa#danganronpa v3: killing harmony#kaemaki#kaemaki week 2023#kaede akamatsu#maki harukawa#bay.art#did this one a whiiiile ago to try out looser lineless art#so that's why it's kinda messy x')#the process of drawing this was super fun tho!
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three idiots walk into a cantina
please have a young guardian Alek, a distressed Revan regretting her choice to be a consular and a poor sentinel Phebe already eyeing her next victim.
a completely self indulgent thing I did that doubled as a lineart experiment as well. The coloring was a bit hard since i didn't want the lines to disappear, but fun nonetheless.
#i love these three so much it hurts#they have stolen my mind and heart#also please know that the heights aren't quite accurate#alek is way taller and phebe should be shorter#but for the sake of the composition i had to compromise very sad i know#one day i'll actually make a lil chart for them all with clothing and weapons and all that stuff#at this point alek is an oc and i'll fight for him with all my might#anyway please enjoy this lil messy thing#it's still not a process i'm comfortable with#TOO many layers#a complete headache#huge respects to all the folks out there who manage to make beautiful art this way#could never be me#darth malak#revan#jedi exile#kotor#jesra kast my beloved#phebe aastra lil gremlin#my art
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tried to decorate our classroom :33
#IT'S SO MESSY !!!!#sana nag-volunteer ako gumawa#OUR BOARD IS SO DIRTY TOO#it's been like that for WEEKS#HHHHHHHH NAA-ANO TALAGA AKO SA DESIGNNN#it's kind of expected naman kasi nung thursday lang na-plano#IT'S FINE#trust the process nalang#btwwww (if u guys care /j) i'm the one wearing the white cardigan :333333#🐰 : miro talks
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skysword makes me make so many unfinished comics its insane
#i think i have like 5 rn. if u add sky the number goes up by like 2#smth so funny abt starting a comic and knowing in ur heart ur ass is not gonna finish it#i want to finish this one tho. AUGHHH#process of making a comic is like yaay messy sketch -> i wish i could write so i didnt have to draw this -> i want to finish this -> doesnt#and ill keep doing it#i never want to clean it up. LOL#txt
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