#these are old ill draw new stuff soon

[acehunter0]

more undyne doodles

[st4rstudent]

Btw sorry for not getting to asks and drawing lately, I've been busy for almost the whole past week. hangs my head low

[oatmeels]

Still one of my favorite genshin drawings from last year ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶

[haza1ll]

animation for THE NEON VOIDD BABYYYY

this post is for @sugarpasteltmnt

‼️‼️MEGA YAPPING AHEAD PLEASE BEWARE‼️‼️

this might end up being really long and rambly and sappy but maybe not who knows.( it was) (and also featuring numerous spelling errors i am way too tired to fix and i am not re reading what i just wrote) SO. yknow how when chap idek..25(?) came out and i was all like “yeah so i made this animation for TNV and ill drop it when the fic ends” in your ask box? so. I FINISHED IT RAHHH. technically it has been finished since i sent that ask but ohhh my goodness did it need polishing. i haven’t animated in 4 years before that and omg it felt so good getting back into it but IDFK SOMETHING IS STILL NOT UP TO MY STANDARDS. i feel like i could have done so much more with it and i deffo wanted to but as soon as i told myself “oh yeah this is basically done” art block literally sucker punched me in the gut out of NOWHERE. I COULD NOT PICK UP MY I PAD. I COULD NOT DRAW. I WOULD STARE AT THE WIP ANIMATION AND BE UPSET BC I DDINT WANNA WORK ON IT AHH. that goes with saying. i kept having this thought in the back of my head “you need to finish it. you have a wip sitting. finish it. go do it. what are you doing are you STARTING ANOTHER PROJECT??? anddd yeah i got super distracted with other stuff and other projects and then i started spending my free time rewatching 2012 turtles and omg this summer has been a mess. i have all the free time in the world and i choose to be the least productive as possible with it even though i have a job that lets me literally sit on my phone and do whatever i want if no one is there. (i’ve brought my switch to work numerous times ☠️) what i was trying to get at is the fact that TNV has inspired a lot of the old me to come back and i lowk missed her. i really missed the point in all those words up there but im here now so whatever. BUT. TNV made me make a tumblr account, i got back in to animation AND digital art in general, got back into longfics that are ongoing, AND it also helped kickstart ideas for writing. i’ve got so many stories now!! you are such an inspirational person pastels i just- every time i read a new chapter of yours it made me wanna go get up and do something. i wanted to create something. because at the end of each chapter, i would think- “woah. a person out there just wrote this. they just sat down one day and committed. i wanna do that” so i did that. just huge thank you and shoutout to you pastel. like damn. idk no words from me here. just a bunch of platonic hugs and kisses and thankyouthankyouthsnkuou for this lovely heart wrenching but also sweet story. i love this fandom (tmnt) so SO much and i think it’s so awesome how interactive you are with your own personal NV fans. crazy how we��re all here because of a bunch of turtles. 

STUFF ABOUT THE ANIMATION:

okay i really like to talk and if you let me, i will run my mouth. this is the internet so im gonna do just that. so more words for you to read 😁. AHEM. so like i stated before in the genuinely scary mess of words up there, i haven’t touched animation in a while, like, 4 years a while. yes i’ve done digital art here and there along the years, i haven’t been doing it nearly as much as i need to to use some programs to their full potential. layers are still confusing, and don’t even get me started on multiply and all that jazz. shading never comes out right on digital for me, i gotta work that one out. so, for this animation, i decided to go with a very rough style. nothing needed to be perfect, i just wanted to live my little life of trying to experiment with a bunch of different things all at once in one short animatic. I wanted to do that little ball bounce thing all animation artists start with (i kinda included that with the key). i also wanted to have a go at lip sync (no hate it was my first time) and also timing the animation with the music. i wanted to see how smoothly i could move a figure in and out of and out of the screen as well, which honestly, i think that part might be my favorite. i think i did a good job, and thats what matters. the animation itself lost a bunch of quality on importing it- no clue how it happened but now the ending is grainy af. ignore that pls lol- but it was sitting in my flipaclip for god, i dont even know, 3 months now? i kept going back and forth on if i wanted to share it or not, so im throwing it to the wolves and i guess whatrver happrns happens and im good with that. yay. im actually rrwlly tired now sooo *leaves this absolute pile of words with a video attached at your feet and stumbles away quickly*

also i’ve genuinely never posted anything so i’m learning how to use tumblr too ☠️

[thecrimsonribbon]

My SVE OC lores and stuffs

Ignore my typo and grammar mistakes 🤧

Let’s talk about my sve comic first. I was going to draw series based on Stardew Valley Expanded but since I don’t have much information about Castle Village, I temporarily cancelled it until 2.0 is released.

The SVE comic took place mostly in Stardew Valley, and will be told through Isaac’s POV. (Ridgeside Village is also mentioned)

Summary: Isaac happened met the Pelican Town’s florist, Myra, who looked exactly like his deceased lover, Elaine. After that fateful encounter, strange things started to happen in both the town and Castle Village, and Isaac find himself in a mission where he has to discover the mystery behind Myra’s pressence.

Character’s backstory (mostly headcanon and has nothing to do with the canon lore in the game/mod):

- Isaac:

Isaac is a skilled monster hunter at Castle Village, he is skilled in combat and swordsmanship, therefore he had earn the position as a monster hunter in Castle Village, this is where he also met his lover, Elaine.

Isaac had longed for a family with Elaine and planned to marry in the future. Isaac proposed to Elaine in Crimson Badlands, seconds after she took her last breath. Isaac still kept some of Elaine’s keepsakes such as the red ribbon she always used to tied up her hair, and her cloak. He has been mourning for her for 6 years, he shows no interest in finding somebody else to love.

- Lance:

This man kept everything about him a mystery. All we know that he was born from a noble family and he knows magic. Lance’s handsome face always has the smug look on it as if he knows something, a secret perhaps? He will never tells you.

- Elaine:

Elaine was born in Pelican Town with her grandparents, while her parent lived and worked at Suzu city. Elaine soon became a member at the Adventure Guild after she finds joy in keeping the valley safe from monsters.

She then moved to to Castle Village at the age of 23, and met the monster hunter Isaac. Elaine and Isaac soon got closer and started dating, they had been dreaming of having their own house in Ginger Island to start a new life as a farmer, but their dream was shattered not long after.

Elaine passed away at the age of 25, after sacrificed herself to kill Apophis completely, leaving Isaac to mourn for her passing for 6 years. Isaac has build her a headstone and scattered her ashes around Ginger Island.

- Myra:

Myrams origin is still a mystery, nobody knows where she came from, who’s her family and where is her old home. She came to Pelican Town on a stormy night and then begin her life there ever since, even doctor Harvey is unsure who is the mysterious man that brought her to his clinic that night.

Myra is seen as a very friendly, kind and generous young lady, it is impossible for her to make any enemies. Although the villagers feel uneasy whenever they visit her farm, as it’s always filled with void animals and creepy things, they always talk highly of Myra.

Lore heavy stuffs:

Apophis can’t die, when Elaine finally put an end to the monster, its soul morphed with Elaine after she passed away. Therefore, Elaine’s soul was trapped in Crimson Badlands. The Minister of Magic noticed, if Elaine soul fell into the hand of those who have ill intentions, Apophis will be reborn again.

Lance at the time happened to did research on resurrection spell, he then started to experiment on Elaine’s corrupted soul and successfully resurrected her with the help of the witches, wizards and the Ridgeside Mountain deity, Raeriyala.

However, Elaine’s memory was completely wiped out and Apophis’ soul still imprinted on her (explain why Elaine / Myra loves void stuffs) so she was given a new name and was brought back to Pelican Town, under Magnus’ watch in case something bad happened. (They kept this a secret from Isaac because Isaac would try to throw hands with them as he believedthey were using Elaine as a lab rat.)

In my sve comic, there’s a cult where people worship Apophis as their god and would do anything to bring back Apophis. If they had their hands on Elaine and her corrupted soul, she could be a vessel for Apophis’ reborn and cause chaos again.

Secrets and other stuffs:

In this sve universe, the color red holds an important part of the story as it’s held a lot of meaning and metaphors.

- red is the color of love and blood.

- it’s Elaine’s/Myra’s favorite color on clothes and flowers (Roses)

- red is the color of the butterfly that often flies around Isaac’s home the first 2 weeks.

- red is the color of the leaves, the Fall season where Elaine and Isaac met (Isaac met Myra during Fall too)

- red is the color of Apophis’ eyes.

Myra’s current appearance is what Elaine wanted herself to look like if she’s not a Monster Hunter.

Elaine is pregnant with Isaac’s son but neither did she or Isaac knows about it.

Elaine’s bloodline has connection with both Pelican Town and Ridgeside Village, which explains why Raeriyala helped Lance with his resurrection experiment.

[kittyplushy]

What does the rain remind you of?

Together alone when everybody hides inside.

POV Julianne's entries in her sketchbook. Short drabble.

Where I'm from the rain never ends. After the dry, merciless reign of the summer sun comes the wet season where storms happen almost routinely every night. Some nights it relaxes you like a rhythmic lullaby, but most times I've worried about flood seizing our home again. Still, I loved the cold weather. The feeling freed me from the heat of responsibility and accountability. Like it was soothing me to return to bed and let myself be cuddled by the world I built for myself.

I couldn't believe I let myself move to the United States. I hated the dry weather. I moved into the hottest city in the West coast only because my old friends were there. As much as I was thankful for the company funded apartments I was assigned into, there's nothing air conditioning can do that could remind me of the rainshowers of home. The sound of hard trickling on metal ceilings. The gloss it gave the grass. The pools that formed in the broken asphalt. The memory of feeling of relaxation and ease some rainy nights made my lonely heart feel.

I've been staying in Woodbrook for 7 months now. I survived and am surviving the last trickling days of winter. It was just a cold air that enveloped the town comfortably enough for people to still be outside. I couldn't understand this climate. I had thought I would like it too but the frost weakened my defenses and caused me to get ill multiple times. I guess I wasn't made for these times. I wish I could romanticize it like so many others.

The sterile blue and mint tiles of the Woodbrook Elementary Faculty Room hid under the shadows and yellow light of a sole lamp in a cubicle. I was working late grading multiple Plates by students in both Kindergarten and Grade 2 as I had put it off to work on other projects months into the new quarter. The harsh airconditioning froze my hands and legs in place. I quickly graded each paper hoping the pile would shorten soon. The coffee I had minutes ago was not helping my poor mind focus. I slumped my way to the water cooler and looked out the window. My conscience returned to me as the familiar patter of water rang from outside. Sure enough the sound of home was waiting outside. It was raining quite hard.

It had been too long. The faculty was completely dark as I ran out with nothing but my apartment keys in my pocket. I stepped out into the dark sky drumming with thunder and rain. The droplets felt like heavy hands against my back. The cold air brushed my fur. I looked up at the starless sky, falling back into the grass behind the building. It was warm again. The feeling of being in motion again. The comfort of being home.

Picture every happy memory you've had. A birthday. Christmas. A night out with friends. A long bus ride. A hot meal. All of those melt into the grass I've fallen into. I won't be home for a while. This is the closest I can be to reaching that blue garden again.

Melting. And melting. And melting.

On the concrete steps of the elementary's entrance I sat down and listened to the sound of the dying storm. I nearly fell asleep on the plantbox when a harsh yellow light cut through the dark road. My ears perked up to listen for police. I immediately sighed in relief recognizing the dusty blue doors. It's you again.

"Are you finally done grading those drawings?"

I looked up and teasingly smiled.

"No. Sorry."

"Again? How many left? Where's your stuff?"

I was just lost in a euphoric feeling of nostalgia that I didn't answer anything, just falling into her arms suddenly.

"Oh, you're wet. What have you been doing this whole time?"

"Sitting out in the rain. I laid down on the field right there when the rain was stronger."

Her expression gloomed into a frustrated, maybe concerned frown but settled back when I held her hand. Maybe it isn't just nostalgia that's clouding my judgement.

"I..I couldn't sleep when it started to rain." Sam whispered "Then I drove to your apartment and your window wasn't open."

"I told you I'd be going overtime."

She urgently pulled me off the plantbox.

"Let's just do this at my house-"

"Wait. Wait. I.." I protested "Can..can we please stay..here for..a little more?"

"Why?"

I don't understand why I was desperately arguing staying under the rain for longer. I let my hand go from her grip to sit back down on the concrete.

"I want to stay. Rain makes me less homesick."

The rain began to disappear into a tickle of water every now and then. What was left was the glistening plants and metal and the smell of the earth. I looked up to the cloudy sky. It was still going to rain. But there's this peaceful hiatus in between. The engine turned off. Sam sat down next to me, restlessly placing her face between her knees.

"I'm sorry." I feel guilty for dragging her into my own whims again.

"You have to promise me you'll take a warm bath when we get to the house. You are going to get another flu."

I nod wordlessly still lost in my own guilt.

"What does the rain remind you of?"

I scoot closer to her to hear better.

"What does the rain remind me of?"

She yawns before placing her arms around me again.

"Yes. I'll give you a pass on this one. It IS the first rain of the year."

The cicadas return to fill in the space the pouring left.

"It reminds me of the place I used to live in. The rain tonight perfectly captures the feeling of the wet season. I like rain when I can stay at home when classes are suspended. When I could watch tapes of Roy G. Biv and Lecker."

"We really couldn't be..ah..anymore opposite..can we.."

I carefully guided her head to rest on my lap. The rain returned slowly, introducing in phases.

"Why? You..you like sunny days more or you.."

"No. The reason I drove to see you is because rain makes me feel stressed. Angry even. I'm not mad at you for liking rain..but i'm too sleepy to..bathe in that kind of rage right now."

"..so, what..what does the rain remind you of?" I cautiously asked.

It took her a while to rehearse an answer perhaps. We sat in silence forever. I brushed her fur waiting for any answer. Even just a push for us to get in the truck now. Our fur and clothes almost see-through and heavy with water.

"..I had..a bad day in the city..last year. A..really bad day. When the murders were happening, I got extremely upset and hid out somewhere in Golden Apple to seek asylum. My friend died and I was being blamed for it."

"..and it was raining."

"Yes, but then at least I was hidden under hundreds of umbrellas."

My ears pulled back. I crouched down and rested my chin on her cheek.

"I..I'm sorry."

"It's nothing."

I felt a pit in my chest hearing that anecdote. I reached for my keys and dangled them a bit.

"Guess that means we should..go home now..?" I softly smiled.

"Wait. I have a happier story for you about the rain."

"Yeah? What..what is it?"

"You know I did a bit of soul searching after college, right? And..so this kind of weather followed me into the most inconvenient places or times. And whenever it did I had no money to get a room somewhere so I was sleeping under flooding soil most nights."

I nodded along listening carefully. She thinks a bit as she collects the details before talking again.

"I went camping with a friend later in the trip. I had taken so many hits so far I didn't feel like myself since my mind kept wandering towards survival rather than anchoring down my identity...like I had promised myself."

"Then he..showed me the stars reflecting on the stream near our camp.." She pauses in between words to breathe, look me in the eyes "..And how those rains or floods aren't adversaries in my journey so far..I just had to live with how natural things flow. And that really let me. Let it all go."

"So when I came back home here it was..raining. Like the rain was waiting for me here. And I welcomed it back."

My arms just naturally wrapped around her waist when she finished. I couldn't articulate properly how happy her stories make me feel sometimes. I feel safe hearing them. It's always so sure. Like everything had a reason to happen.

"It's just a shame that last year had to dampen your feelings about the rain." I said.

"I don't have any particular opinion about the weather. It's just real to me. Not good nor bad."

We stuck around the wet pavement for hours until the sign of light from the horizon reminded us to come home.

I'll probably catch the flu again. Goodbye.

[cansofbees]

hey i saw your art of venipuncture tubes (very cool) and wanted to ask since i'm working towards (and very close to.... scary!!!!) becoming a medical assistant:

for a patient like you who's been trying to get What's Wrong With Your Whatever diagnosed for forever, what's the best way i can support you?

Thank you for the ask, this was super cool to see in my inbox!

Disclaimer; I'm still early in my figuring out What The Fuck Is Wrong With My Body journey, so I don't have as big of a pool of experience to draw from as many others - so if other medical mysteries/former medical mysteries would like to hop in the replies, I'd be interested to hear as well!

That being said:

-Ask engaging questions. What have you been up to in the last week? What's on your shirt/bag/cool keychain/etc? It's really cool. I typically hate small talk, but being able to think about anything other than Scary Health Stuff even for a minute, in a Scary Health Environment, soothes my nerves. Talking with doctors is usually clinical, obviously, but that in tandem with their tight schedule can feel impersonal and... lonely? This is their every day, but for new and undiagnosed chronic pain/illness patients, this appointment feels (and frequently IS, in one way or another) life-changing. MA's can be more casual with patients than the Dr. and it is a breath off fresh air when they are!

-Communication. When I was having insurance name issues at my rheumatology clinic and the assistant went out of her way to keep me updated on exactly what was happening, what she was doing to fix it, and let me know as soon as she resolved it. Same MA also made sure the name I wanted to be called was in my notes when she realized I was trans. When I'm already anxious about my health, I really really do not want to worry about anything else, too, so if there's a situation where you can ensure clear communication like that, do it!

-The combination of Observation + Empathy. I've seen assistant's attitudes toward me change while talking to me for a few reasons (they see my notes, how old I am, they see WHAT labs are being ordered or how many). I don't know how to describe it or if this even makes sense, but there's a pointed difference when they're treating me like i'm getting a standard check-up vs when they realize, oh, I'm getting NINE tubes of blood from this guy and he looks SO tired. I think it comes down to what I said in the first point, that it feels so so so different for us than it would for someone coming in for a check up or even an existing, diagnosed condition.

This was very ramble-y, so I hope my thoughts weren't too all over the place and you at least gained SOME insight from them! The fact that you're asking at all makes my heart happy and shows that you really care about your field. Good luck!!

TLDR: Empathy is your most powerful tool in making really big impacts on patients, even when practiced in what may feel like small ways to you. Hope can be very fragile when you're going to appointment after appointment with no answers, but people, ESPECIALLY nurses and medical assistants who take you seriously and recognize your hardship are the people who keep that hope alive.

[noiseemaster]

hi so uh its their kinda birthday today. crazy cartoon came out 20 years ago today

i dont have the motivation to draw anything new but . i only ever posted these on twitter so i guess ill just dump them here now . just pretend theyre new or something uh . idk .

this is like a few months old . i draw him differently now but . . its not bad :- )

i prefer uh . the sketch of this one over the actual finished . thing . so uh ignore how bad it is ? its newer but . i only like the colors . just pay attention to those only because theyre real nice .

more doodly kinda stuff . .. . . this is newer i think . ill draw something new soon i promize . itll be real pretty i just need motivation . maybe fishcakes . i wanna draw fishcakes .

[the-artist-of-chaos]

Attention everyone! *ahem*

IM BACK FROM THE DEAD!!!

I’ve been busy getting my sh!t together, and I’m proud to say that I’m back on tumblr! I’ve probably missed a lot, but I’m back!

I’ve been doing a lot of stuff. For starts…

•I’m currently thriving in high school! I’m an A-B student, and for once, the people at said school don’t want me dead!

•I’ve been improving my art TREMENDOUSLY. I can draw hands decently now! (Not good hands, but whatever)

•I’ve been falling back into some fandoms, and possibly a couple new ones too!

•I’ve also been writing stories! Yes, they’re drafts, but I’ll be able to publish sooner or later!

•I ACTUALLY HAVE MOTIVATION TO DO STUFF FOR ONCE HOLY SH-

So yea! Let’s say this is a new intro!

Name - Grim

Nicknames - G, Girm, grimlin, grim reaper

Age - Minor.

Pronouns - Anything but she/her

Occupation? - No. BUT ILL HOPEFULLY GET A JOB SOON 😢

Hobbies - Singing, writing, drawing, acting, baking/cooking, cosplay- (I do a lot of stuff)

Fandoms (from my main interests to interests that I don’t talk about/have as much interest in) - Total drama (only seasons 1-6), Danganronpa, Tuca & Bertie, Bluey, C.O.T.L, The blob (1988), Bugsnax, unicorn wars, FNAF.

DNI - Basic DNI (ped0s, pr0/c0msh!ppers, homophobes/transphobes, etc) old people (25+, thought I do have SOME exceptions) young people (must be AT LEAST 13 to even be on here in the first place), DSMP fans (again, with some exceptions, tho you’ll be on thin ice), and toxic fans from ANY fandom

This will obviously be updated at points in time- But eh, IM BACK.

[spacepiratenemo]

GUNNM // Canon x OC Ship - Sechs x Ratte

#gunnm - Battle Royale in the Asteroid Belt! ✨ Check out full post on IG for timelapse drawing, wip and close ups! www.instagram.com/p/Cq7ZEHaMvy…

Here’s the first artwork of my Gunnm (Battle Angel Alita) ship released on this profile. I really need to redesign my #ocs old design and see through that I make a proper sheet with a proper reference. Anyways, I’m waiting for the release of the next instalment of the #battleangelalita Mars Chronicle and to satisfy my needs during the wait, I present to you the first picture of what is going to help me to survive the wait!

Ratte is my #owncharacter . She is Zekka’s actual child, although, Zekka ran away to get some smokes and ditch the responsibility when a girl suddenly carried his genes! Ratte wanted to know her father though, so when she found him, he told her that he’d only take care of her, if she would beat him in a fight. Of course, Ratte was but a kid in a cyborg-body. She had no chance against the strongest fist in the universe! However, Zekka was so impressed by the gall this girl had, that he began to teach her martial arts. Fast forward to the Z.O.T is when Ratte had become an adult, a formidable fighter and one of the allies of the Space Angels later on, opposing her own father this way.

More stuff is coming soon! Please stay tuned! 👾

Things to do: Design charactersheet for Ratte. Design satisfactory version of her Fizziroy-Body. Make some slides from the manga. Make a few edits. Make lotsa Gunnm Art! Make more face studies and get into the grid of drawing GUNNM Style. ^^

Ratte belong to me. Sechs is from #yukitokishiro#gunnmlastorder

#battleangelalitalastorder#gr6#sechsxoc#canonxoc#animeart#mangaart#fandomart#artwork#scifiart#sciencefiction#cyberpunk#cyberpunkart#owncharacters#fanfiction#fandesign#alita#alitaoc#fantasyart#futureart#cyborg#android

#gunnm - #charactersheet

❤️ Ratte: German for “Rat” // Built 5 years ago, equaling humanoid age of 20 years currently.

👾 Ratte is the dishonourable daughter of the great and famous Zekka, the strongest fist in the universe. She was born a cyborg, an accident that shouldn’t have happened and naturally so, Zekka ditched all responsibilities in this very drunken incident, leaving the "alledged mother/creator" of the child, getting a pack of smokes, never returning again. Ratte’s mother was very ill, taken by a cybernetic virus; she died shortly after the “birth” of the child, hence Ratte “grew up” in the ranks of the Stellar Nursery Society - Guntroll.

💀Only one year after she was built, she changed from a children’s cyborg body to an adult one. The girl never truly had been a child, nor did she ever have the mentality of one. Basically, you could say she was born as an “adult” (mentally). It was Yani, the Cybertech, who eventually built her new body, therefore, Ratte is a secret fizziroy-body-user. Qu Tsang taught her some of her martial arts, however, it was obvious that this fighting style wasn’t for her. Eventually she studied Capoeira, mixing it with influences of Wing-Chun and some secrets of the Panzerkunst, to form her very own, personal fighting style.

🤖Shortly before the Z.O.T Zekka and Ratte met once again and their first meeting wasn’t a pleasant one. Ratte had every reason to be mad at her “so-called father” hence an immediate fight occurred, which Ratte unfortunately lost. However, Zekka had to admit that the girl had some gall and after “somewhat” sorting things out, Zekka taught her some of his techniques as well, being a proper dad for the first time. During the Z.O.T Ratte allied with the Space Angels and the Guntroll team, opposing her father once more, rooting for Sechs to kick his stupid ass!

❤️More info and art coming soon! Pls stay tuned! Love ya’ll! Likes, comments and shares are very much appreciated.

FLASHY LIGHT WARNING

Music Credit - AIM TO HEAD

[hedgehog-hell]

Howdy!

New pinned post incoming!

Hi! We're the August System, but you can just call us Bailey! Our collective pronouns are he/him, and we use both I/me and we/us to refer to ourself. you can use either singular or plural wording when talking about us!

We're a bunch of nerdy, evil little weirdos, mostly fictives! We're autistic and chronically ill, and very passionate about human rights, decolonization, and the likes!

Our special interests are Sonic The Hedgehog, Ichthyology, paleontology, and biology in general. We also enjoy Deltarune, Nope (2022), Warrior cats, and making comics! you may also occasionally see whatever it is our friends are into at the moment!

We draw a lotta sonic, and occasionally other fanart. our art requests are open, even if we take a while to get to them sometimes...

we're working slowly on a sonic au called War's End AU (name is to be changed eventually)! We also have a few issues of our old abandoned Sonic Boom supernatural AU comic called Unholy AU up on our archive blog.

Dms are open to mutuals for chatting and art stuff!

Tags:

It's a draw! - art

Bailey blabs - rambles and such

Ask and ye shall receive - asks and ask games

Polling my hair out - polls and such

Sth - everything sonic the hedgehog

Shadow the alien - part of the war's end AU, but originally the idea of our bestie, @fruitwanderer

Blogs:

@hedgehog-hell - Main. lotta reblogs, lotta sonic, lotta Palestine.

@raw-unsalted-coffee-beans - art only sideblog, all reblogged from here. Perfect for if you don't wanna listen to our constant rambling.

@unholy-thecomic - Unholy AU archive, including the long post on why we abandoned it.

Projects

coming soon:

abandoned:

and as always, kill the part of you that cringes, and free Palestine!

[clunelover]

Whoa, great day today in which I did not feel any depression.

Legit reason to almost completely blow off work.

Perfect weather, beautiful leaves.

ATE ENOUGH FOOD including a very protein heavy breakfast which always makes the whole day so much better and yet is so hard to actually do.

A successful nap that didn’t leave me groggy.

Mushrooms are in a state where some of them are maturing from one hour to the next so every time I look there’s a couple new ones ready to harvest. Very exciting.

Have been using Lynda Barry’s Making Comics book to try to do some of her exercises including daily drawing diary thing. …which I have only done for two days so far, but still. Good time drawing today.

Had some time alone in the house, and the living room is peaceful and beautiful because we just got new carpet (now that our old cat Jimmy has passed away which idk if I even said here, but he did, we decided we should replace the carpet he had been using as a full on litter box, which then encouraged our dog and my stepmom’s dog to poop and pee there every chance they got cause it smelled in spite of cleaning…anyway it was sucky timing re: Jeremy losing job but omg it’s really nice carpet and now I have the living room back. Sorry to sound callous about Jimmy, but ours was a fraught relationship - for 13+ years!! Jeremy was sadder about it). So I made myself just SIT AND READ in the living room until it was time to pick up E from a play date.

RODE MY BIKE for the first time in several weeks but finally felt I had enough energy and was not ill.

Now I’m loafing but then I’m going to cook a bunch of stuff - more potato leek soup cause last batch was gone too soon. Pumpkin bars. Hopefully buttermilk biscuits cause the soup uses buttermilk but there’s always leftover and dammit I want biscuits. Also I’m finding that it’s important for there to be things I can grab and eat immediately in times of emergency hunger. Carrot sticks. Cheese. Muffins or, hopefully as of today, biscuits.

[gamesception]

Sception reads Cass Cain #8

Azrael: Agent of the Bat #60, 61, 66 written by Dennis O'Neil, pencils by Roger Robinson

The last time Cass appeared in A:AotB it was for a pretty goofy and very 90s little side story. Not much was done with Cass but it established a pretty nice baseline of what ~Comics Were Like~ at the time to contrast Cass's eventual solo title against. This time I'm getting the rest of Cass's A:AotB appearances out of the way. #60 is a fun stand alone story in its own right, and there's actually a fair bit more going on with Cass in #61. They each could have been their own post, but I'm eager to get to Cass's Solo title, so this will just be a long post.

It took a while for the Joker to show up in NML, but by A:AotB #60 he had claimed a territory of his own, and gathered a small gang of Harley & some clown goons. Right now they're rounding up street people - homeless, starving, mentally ill, anyone too out-of-it to resist - and painting them up in joker faces, too. Later on they'll be used as decoys when the police raid their territory. Pretty grim stuff, but that hasn't happened yet.

Batman knows the police are planning to raid the Joker's territory soon, and sends Jean-Paul and Cass get to evacuate as many innocent people from the area as they can before the shooting starts.

They get the order on this page from Batman: Shadow of the Bat #93, which we looked at last time.

In this issue, Jean-Paul and Cass evacuate like a dozen people including some kids - so much for the 'over a thousand people' bit. Then they fight some of Joker's goons in clown makeup, one particularly eager volunteer in a full joker get up, purple suit and all. Jean thinks it's actually the joker, until Cass knocks the guy out and he realizes the white face was just makeup.

Meanwhile Joker finds a kid who was left behind, and grabs her as a potential hostage. Jean-Paul and Cass bump into them when they come back looking for the girl.

I think I mentioned this last time we looked at Azrael: Agent of the Bat, but Robinson draws some ridiculous facial expressions and I kind of love them.

Jean-Paul assumes the real joker is another fake, and Mr. J. is so affronted that he just sort of stands there while Azrael and Batgirl take the kid and walk off. It's honestly pretty funny, just a stand alone comic story that doesn't really advance the overall mega crossover narrative much. I think it was even left out of the trade compilations, but it's also a more enjoyable issue overall than the Nick Scratch stuff from Cass's last guest appearance in Azrael's book. There's something to be said for plain old one off comic book adventures, even in the middle of a mega crossover event.

That said, it is a bit of an odd, brief, rather underplayed encounter for what is technically the first meeting between the new Batgirl and the Joker. Something you might otherwise expect to be treated with a bit more gravity given the Joker's history with the previous Batgirl.

Later on there is a stand alone comic making a bigger deal of that, so it's not like we're missing out or anything.

...

As for Cass, well, as with her previous appearance in Azrael's book, she doesn't really get to convey much of her personality here. But we do get this nice moment of Barbara worrying about her, in particular with regard to the Joker and her own past there. It's a nice little character beat, touching on a relationship that would be one of the pillars of Cass's solo title.

...

The real meat in terms of characterization for Cass out of all of her A:AotB appearances is here in issue 61.

In the time since the last issue, the Police raided Joker's territory and murdered a bunch of innocent hostages in clown makeup while Batman's crew struggled to stop the bloodshed. With the cops and the capes tied up, Joker's actual crew spread out through the city kidnapping as many infants as possible, with Joker's plan being to kill them as sort of a holiday prank.

Yeesh. Very dark, especially coming off the relatively lighthearted previous issue. He was stopped in the end, of course, but ended up killing Commissioner Gordon's wife in a pretty shitty bit of fridging, and frankly it was such a huge mistake to end No Man's Land on such a downer. I don't always hate dark or violent moments or deaths in superhero books, but the whole year-long No Mans Land crossover had been this struggle from the darkness of the Cataclysm into a long midnight of Batman and his crew and the Commissioner being at each other's throats into an eventual dawn of everyone starting to work together again and the eventual daybreak of hope and restoration for Gotham. The mean-spirited ending was a sour note that deeply undermined the entire thrust of the story.

But back to this issue, Jean-Paul is spending more time with Bat-Clan "moral conscience" Dr. Thompkins when Cass shows up with orders from Bruce. This art for her... again, it's not ~bad~ by 90's female character standards, but it doesn't really convey Cass's age or personality very well, imo.

I'm mostly here just to talk about Cass, but these panels of Jean-Paul reacting to the news really does capture the gravity of the situation. Just some good comic art worth calling out, since I've been maybe a bit overly critical of this team.

This issue puts a lot more effort into characterizing Cass, and building something like a meaningful rapport between her and Azrael, starting by explicitly calling out the parallels in their backgrounds. Also, again, I really like the art in these panels. The coloring work by Rob Ro and Alex Bleyaert is very nice here, with the stark white snowfield contrasting sharply with Azrael's red and Batgirls deep blue - which in turn contrast nicely with each other - Azraels angelic aesthetic against with Cass's more demonic look, with the extra twist of their personalities kind of being opposite to that, at least in costume.

Speaking of, there's even some personality showing on Cass's face as she's turned to look up at Jean-Paul here, like she's realizing this aspect of shared history or trauma for the first time.

It's good. It's actually good.

That bit about 'Batman saved me... but never told me how to get my father's voice out of my head' bit is a good line in terms of conveying what Jean-Paul is about on a character level. It almost makes me care about this character who I have never had any interest in otherwise. And while this is mostly establishing Jean-Paul's character more than Cass's, the 'You're a good listener' line is treating Cass as more than just Batman's silent enforcer.

And it leads to at least one panel of Cass without the mask. It's a nice moment.

Jean-Paul and Cass stop off by Oracle for more detailed orders - they're to search Lex-corp's camp (it was a thing, don't worry about it) to see if Joker has the kids there. Which seems unlikely, but... Joker. There's also some additional bad news in that Batman believes Joker has somehow gotten his hands on a bunch of high explosives. Before they head out, Babs gives the two Christmas gifts - perfume for Cass, which, whatever I guess, and a harmonica for Jean-Paul.

Which leads to another nice moment outside. With her body-reading gimmick of course Cass would take to dance - something I think post reboot depictions of Cass made more and better use of. One area at least where the reboot improved on the original. That the A:AotB crew had thought of it as a natural character beat makes the relative lack of dance as a theme in Cass's own early book stand out more.

Anyway, Azrael & Batgirl make it to the Lexcorp compound, fight through some guards to get in, and find that someone has redecorated the Lescorp Christmas tree with what first seems to be babies as ornaments - though they turn out to be just dolls.

But the tree is rigged with the stolen explosives, And Azrael just barely has time to jump in front of Cass and Luthor's enforcer Mercy Graves - yet another character from the cartoons iirc.

Jean-Paul survives, barely, and even through the pain notices something and grabs it before he passes out.

Another nice moment between Jean-Paul and Cass to end out the issue on. I wouldn't have wanted to see a romantic relationship between the two, but this issue really goes a long way towards establishing what could have been a strong dynamic between them. I don't think I recall ever seeing the ornament in the background of Cass's book, but since this story is new to me I'm not sure I would have noticed it before.

....

Unfortunately, that was pretty much it for Cass and Jean-Paul working together. Injuries from the explosion basically took Valley out of the action for the remainder of No Man's Land, and after the mega crossover ended his and Cass's respective creative teams took their characters in different directions. We're skipping ahead a good bit to look at issue 66 here, but there's not much to her appearance here so I figure it's better to get it out of the way now.

Cass shows up for a couple pages in this issue to check on how Jean-Paul is doing...

But gets frustrated at his inability to understand her and leaves. As far as I know that's the last she shows up in his book, and I don't recall him ever showing up in hers.

Kind of a shame, honestly.

[tv-gh0st]

Damnit i made a new au

guess what time it is

time for

✨My own Links meet au!✨

and the zeldas meet up to!

ive got an idea for story but jts a little bit to much like Lu for my liking so i am currently editing it and will be posted hopefully soon!!

zeldas will also get designs to ima be focusing on this whole au to actually cas aprently my hiatus is over ill be working on other aus from time to time but theres alot to do for this and i am bery exited!! ill be making a master post once i post some more stuff im really exited!!

bellow the cut is my current designs for Links(no full body drawings yet cas there are 14 links ad 15 zeldas i need to draw and i am not dealinf with that shit today)

Before the split

Sky

skyward sword Link

20 years old

first chosen hero

forged the master sword

dating Sun(his zelda)

always looks like hes gonna fall asleep

very expressive

Minish

Minish cap

17 years old

can be small like minish

the smith kf the group

Social anxiety

lets the minish do his hair!

Fallen hero Timeline

Four

four swords

Four swords adventure

18 years old

the colors sre very separated

others only think hes a little crazy talking to himself

Oracal

Ages

Seasons

Links awakening

"Collector"

17 years old

keeps a flower in memory of Marin

learned how to braid his hair from her to and keeps it like that

has alot of shit

Worlds

A link to the past

a link between worlds

triforce heros

princy

technicly a prince cas of fabel(Zelda and his sister)

bunn boi

his colors blended much easier

Hyrule

the legends of zelda

links adventures

travler

16 years old

also alot of items

gets lost easily especially with the weird geographical part of the merge

very curious

Child timeline

Twilight

twilight princess

Farmer/Wolfie

19 yo

has a wolf tail and wont explain why or how he got it

can control when he comes wolfie usually but sometimes when they move around he just is wolfie and cant become hylian

big brother energy

Babys litterly any one whos younger then him even if its just by a year(Wild and Time do count cas of there weird ages)

Warriors

Hyrule Warriors

captin

23 years old

did cry over his scarf once

big brother energy aswell but in a funner "you were supposed to watch over the,! But no one was put to watch over me!" Kinda vibe

knew wind and mask before but they didnt know him its weirddddddd

mentioned minda and marin and others lost thrre shit

Age

Age of calamity

champion

17 years old

gravitates twords Warriors

Might have acidently been the start of a new split in the timeline no one actually knows where age sits exept hes on the child timeline

Wild

Breath of the wild

Tears of the kingdom

Archerer

Wonderer

keeps the arm and the sages idc how totk ends

physically hes like 20 ish chronologically hes 121 mentally hes like 17 years old

can cook wonderfully

eats randome shit for fun

is a lik shit

is very loyal but definitely took alot to get that loyal

is extremely weirded out bt Age

Adult timeline

Wind

Wind waker

Phantome Hourglass

Sailor

14 years old

has tetras bandanna

thinks the green heros tunic is dorky as fuck snd hates the hat

has tried to shoot every link out of a cannon that hes had the opportunity to with wavering success

is gonna fo bat shit crazy/ good way

Spirit

Spirit tracks

Conductor

15 years old

very done with ur shit at all times

i dont think he knows what color is(wears alot of fucking grey)

Likes wind tolerates the others

is gonna go bat shit crazy/ bad way

And ofcourse Time and Mask

Time

Ocarina of time

18 years old

mentally 9-10 years old

doesnt actually know how to read

from adult timeline

friends with Malon

socially akward mess

Mask

Ocarina of Time

Majoras Mask

11 years old

tired of everyones shit

in denial of all this timeline merging stuff

Thats all the Links!

Master post here!(coming soon) Zeldas prt 1 here! Zeldas prt 2(Coming soon)

[krabkrab-wontshutup]

@whats-this-madness POST ABOUT YOUR SANSES

Since i am always cringe I have redrawn some old sans ocs me and WTM made. Heres what i can fucking remember about their stories

WARNING: REALLY LONG POST UNDER CUT

MAD(written by WTM)- Mad lives in a universe where Gaster was never pushed into the core. He lives a long, somewhat happy life, with his son. He has two, but the first (Papyrus) dies early in life due to an illness. Sans nearly dies from this same sickness when he’s young but this time Gaster saves his son. Although it left him with only 1 hp, it was worth it. When Gaster dies, Sans takes his place as the royal scientist. He studies, and quickly becomes reveared as Asgores best scientist yet. So, Asgore assigns him a mission, create a wepon capable of killing a human in one hit. This, was not easy. It took him years to get even close. Somewhere along the way he creates something strange… a small skull like creature that can fire a powerful blast from its mouth. Not capable of killing somebody in one blast, but fascinating. It’s behavior and appearance are similar to those of a puppy’s. Sans also seemed to communicate with the creature, not in a palpable way… but he understood it. And it understood him. It was very emotionally intelligent. The scientist was popular in town, being friends with most of the royal guard, some people in town… he and the owner of that bar in town were pretty close. But all good things must come to an end. One day, Error gets a hold of his universe and destroys it. In the chaos, he gets saved. When he awakens, he finds himself in a white void, his Blaster hovers over him. I wonder how he got there?

MAGNUS- a somewhat warped version of Mad. for one, WD Gaster DID fall into the core. instead of error destroying his universe, magnus fucked around and found out, magic edition. He was the royal scientist after gaster, and experimented on himself causing his universe to collapse and him to be trapped in the antivoid. from there, He just has a lot of fun! stealing from AUs, messing with people, avoiding his new neighbor who has a penchant to murder. The works! Til one day he’s invited to a mysterious christmas party (AND FOR THOSE WHO UNDERSTAND, LET IT BE KNOWN THAT IM LAUGHING MY ASS OFF ABOUT THIS STORYLINE). At this party he befriends Fresh sans, and OO BOY.

PINK- idfk man he’s pink. thats it. not everything is a banger. Lust sans exists.

RAINBOW(written by WTM)- So the story behind Rainbow is that he lives in a completely inky black void, if you float to far down, it’ll get you. He lives alone, and he mostly doesn’t mind it. He picks up art and magic. Painting really cheers him up when he’s down and it’s convenient to bring stuff to yourself from across the room. He practices other things to, teleportation, and control of these cool vine things. There’s this one plant he keeps in his art room, a void flower his mother picked for him. He cares for it a lot. It’s practically his only company. He speaks to it, sings it songs, gives it snacks. [they disappear when he looks away.] One day he finds a spell that can give a plant sentience. He immediately try’s this on his plant and it works. He now has a happy, if not very confused flower. He names her Furby and they become besties. One day Furby makes him and Sans lockets, dark purple in color with crappy drawings inside, and San’s loves them. When *they* get higher in the void, San’s slaves over his books to stop *them* before they get to the house. Furby tries to convince him to rest, hang out, play some games, spend time with her. He ignores her. Eventually *they* get to close for comfort. He needed to get them out of there as soon as possible. He had been studying a way to travel between universes and there couldn’t be a better time to test it out. So he prepared the spell and he and Furby hopped dimensions in the nick of time as *they* engulfed the house. When he wakes up, he’s in a completely white void. And Furby is nowhere to be seen. He continues to hop universes to search for his one and only friend. One day he finds Madness san’s universe, through a very panicked Blaster. It’s on the verge of falling apart, so he saves Madness and gets the fuck outta there. Madness follows him around through the void and different au’s, and they become friends. There’s a little bit of drama when Mad learns Rainbow coulda saved his Au’s Grilby but chose not to and his best buddy Blaster told him not to. But it all gets worked out.

my sibling is fucking insane and im sorry this post is so long😭😭😭

[arcadian-vampire]

Do you have an info or art about the other characters involved with Kalamari??? Esp Glass since you mentioned them directly!!! OwO

Okay SO I do have a few things!! Most of these are old and a lil messy/outdated, so I'm really hoping to whip out a bunch of new stuff soon, but!! I'm gonna put everything under a ReadMore link again bc boy I have things to say and none of it is organized or really coherent so good luck (and also I am still shy)

I've got my two protagonists, Iso (I-20) and Aerani--

[These are Old outfit designs, I redesigned them sorta recently but haven't finished a drawing of them, sobs] I first drew Aerani in like, 2016 I think? and Iso followed not long after! Iso is a bunny chimera, so he's got big silly ears, wahoo. Chimeras have identification codes to keep track of like, when they were created, and Iso's is I-20: Chimera Generation I, Specimen Number 20. Aerani gave him the nickname Iso <3

Here was Iso in like. 2017? 2018? idk but it was ages ago. He's changed quite a bit, mostly bc I would Constantly misplace sketchbooks and Constantly forget exactly what things looked like lksad;f

This era of my art was so cute,, I wanna draw hair more like that again tbh

Here's a semi-recent doodle wip of their new outfits, hoorayyy. Don't mind how unfinished it is and my silly notes all over the place. I'm gonna just redraw this at some point bc my art has improved since then aklsdjf;lskdk

Comfy boys!! Iso's clothing is always kinda ill-fitting bc he Hates skintight stuff, and he is gonna lose those cute slouchy boots SO fast bc I'm gonna drop him in the desert. Woe, sand be upon ye

Iso used to live in a mansion w a rich guy that was Kind Of A Dick, until that guy's daughter-- Iso's childhood best friend-- snapped and killed her dad w a fireplace poker. I haven't drawn her yet and honestly How Dare I. I wanna draw her making flower crowns w Iso

I was Nervous about jumping straight into making smth about them, because I feel like I need wayyyy more practice to be able to tell the story I really wanna tell, so I ended up scooping up my dorky purple merchant Kalamari like 'you know what sure, you can be the protagonist of my practice project and it will be Silly As Hell'. I call my main Eventual Goal 'Quote Unquote Quest', so Kalamari's adventure I'm calling 'Quote Unquote Quest Negative One', since it becomes before the main thing! Aerani will be in that practice project as a side character, bc he's Glass's little brother, but Iso won't be

Also, please witness Aerani's pet, a squishy jello-like blob he calls a frog. It is absolutely not a frog. It sits on his head a lot and makes squeaky lil noises

Here's another chimera! She's much older than Iso, from gen F! The only one left from gen F actually. She calls herself Fa, and she doesn't like to talk, she just hangs out by a pond all day to watch the fish

This is OLD so I'm def gonna redraw it soon, but here's one of my antagonists! They by the name Scratch, and they're sort of. the opposite of Kalamari. I have So Much I wanna draw abt them omg,,

While I do like their color palette, I'm gonnadesign one to match. everyone else. The colors I wanna use for this project (that might eventually change ofc) are brown, orange, golden yellow, magenta, a slightly more purple magenta, violet, indigo, and blueee, with Very Dark Blue and Very Light versions of the other colors for lines and junk. Basically Kalamari Colors ft. some extras to spice things up, since my silly littol practice project revolves around her and how he sees the world:

Everything is very saturated of course bc I'm. cannot and will not use desaturated colors. It's kind of like my chunky lineart-- I can try So Hard to make it thin, but that just doesn't look right to me and as I work woopsie everything is thick and I'm dying

AND FINALLY. MESSY SKETCHY WIP OF GAY PEOPLE IN MY ART PROGRAM

Glass and Kalamari!!!!!!! I hadn't drawn Glass yet and I'm crying bc she's turning out so cute. sobs. I was working on this before I realized oh shit yeah the oc tournament is posting Kalamari tomorrow, and I had to stop to go finish up my other art + my oc sideblog bc I wanted that to all be ready to go