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DISTANT SILVER LININGS
( both obasi and noctis are butch lesbians, she/her ! )
GO MY YEARNING OLD WOMAN YURI‼️‼️
a warmup sketch from this morning, i’ve had this particular “vibe” in mind for noctis and obasi for a while and finally mustered the motivation to try to realize it. initially this was going to be a scene from the book but it stood well on its own as a brief glimpse into their… complicated situationship relationship :)
while “blade in the city” is a psychological horror/sci-fi book, i can’t deny that noctis and obasi’s intertwined stories are pivotal to the narrative.
The rented room was empty and dignity was fragile. Late hours of the night were fleeting, morning closed in on them like a phantom. Here the two stood beside a bed that was not their own. Sometimes being away from their homes made it all ache less. They didn't do much, only drank and talked until the sun began to rise. Thus, morning brought the reminder of what could not be. There was nothing to talk about once the sun breached the horizon.
Obasi had lost track of how many times they had ended up like this. Obasi never knew where it began or when to end it, only that they were doomed by the time they held one another. Too close for comfort, yet it felt agonizing to be apart. She decided she would try to put an end to it.
"I should go." Obasi murmured, her husky voice dampened to no more than a shallow whisper. Her heart skipped a beat. Bile made its home in her throat.
She felt Noctis’s grasp on her mane loosen, her hand shifted. “But you won't." Noctis trilled. Her voice was null of judgment, yet her piercing gaze gave Obasi a sense of belittling. Not that she minded; Noctis was right. Rather than pulling away from Noctis like she should have, her own hand drifted hazily upwards to hold Noctis.
Obasi remained in silence. She used all the strength that she could to avert her gaze from the shorter animan. Although she had known the Iron Bruiser for decades, inhibition chewed on her conscience. It gnawed on them both, picking apart their minds until there was nothing left besides the sound of hesitant breaths and beating hearts.
"No," Obasi's eyes flickered face Noctis. She held her breath. She didn't want to say goodbye to Noctis, her heart refused it. Her hand squeezed the other's wrist slightly, her voice cracked. "No, I won't."
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Gojirin, Godzilla’s pup (and my shayla)
I haven’t actually posted her reference sheet to tumblr, but the art on there really needs to be updated anyway, and I felt like drawing her again for the sake of getting her proportions down correctly. She’s literally just a baby I need to stop putting her through the worst. She doesn’t even know ABCs or 123s
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Snowy
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Ive seen like three Godzilla movies but I decided to draw some kaijus with @kaliido-s and @faintv0x ‘s influence. Pls dont follow me for kaiju content this is like a one and done deal
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IT’S JUDGEMENT DAY AND NO ONE GETS OUT ALIVE!
Happy Birthday to my awful chud son
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the TF pill’s been going crazy lately, here’s some megs and op sketches (i’m just making my own designs for fun like when i posted those other sketches, although OP is basically g1. megatron is very inspired by lillified’s art)
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Favorite genre of picture, snakes wrapped around bird beaks.
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Godzilla
A monster born from nuclear testing, struggling to find peace with his existence. Though he seeks for resolution in violence, he must live for his remaining pup.
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lahore pigeons are some of the most visually appealing birds out there. like in terms of visual design. very minimalist, good contrast.
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"Binary Star"
Oh Slugpelt, oh Slugpelt... probably my favorite character from the whole comic. I worked really hard on her epilogue to make sure it had everything I wanted to include, because I had a lot of thoughts on Slugpelt and her rocky road towards recovery and the places she's suffered or regressed along the way.
A lot of her story has revolved around grief and depression, and the fear that comes from being raised under abuse and how you deal with that as an adult. Slugpelt's tendency has always been to isolate herself, inside of a protective shell of prickliness and avoidance. It's very tempting, and would be deeply understandable, for her to retreat into again after the events of the comic. After a long time, that misery feels natural and familiar, and very scary when you consider trying to leave the thing that's helped you survive. And although it can be cathartic to really dig yourself into those emotions, at some point I think many people just - want to feel good again. That can be a difficult decision to face, but Slugpelt has people around her who are able to give her concrete goals to work towards, and support her when she falters.
Daffodilcloud's kittens are named Goldie (gold spotted), Jenny (black and gray), and Nellie (brown tabby). All three are female.
The title comes from Tom Godwin's story "The Cold Equations": The law of gravitation was a rigid equation and it made no distinction between the fall of a leaf and the ponderous circling of a binary star system.”
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Some Kongzilla stuff cause it’s been a while and I also really like these
More context under the cut
For those who don’t know, I’ve been writing a fic that branches off of the idea of Kongzilla being the main relationship that is focused on with my fangoji instead of Ghidzilla. It’s still a work in progress but I’ve spent months writing and creating art for it thus far and I think I like this hypothetical a *smidge* more than Ghidzilla. Just a smidge, though. All of the art above are related to the story itself as well, so if you want to read it and see some more unspoken context and lore for it, feel free to do so! Click here to read it. Sorry for going dark without a word for a while, I’ve just been realizing that I like to write stories with more happiness and hope instead of doom and gloom haha. I’m going to get back to Ghidzilla someday, but for now I want to spread more positivity and hope, especially due to recent events, not just for the benefit of others but for myself as well. Have a good day/night, everyone!
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camprobber
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Whenever an artist who makes dark content gets outed as a sexual predator people will be like 'aha it was obvious something was up because their work was so dark and nasty' and whenever an artist who makes wholesome content gets outed as a sexual predator people will be like 'aha it was obvious something was up because their work was so aggressively wholesome' and it's like you know I think maybe you can't tell whether or not someone is a predator based on their artistic output.
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"Farewell, and I Love You"
Here were are; the last proper issue of Pinepaw and the Forgotten World. As I've said before, I have a series of ten epilogues planned which will wrap up all of the main characters' lives, so the comic is not quite done yet. Hence I'll save all the rambly, sappy stuff for that final epilogue.
The epilogues will begin posting on January 7th, and will post twice-weekly on Tuesday and Friday until they're finished. The first three are already available on my Patreon if you're interested.
For now, I just want to say - thank you so much to everyone who has read and shared my comic. It's meant a lot to me. I hope you all liked it.
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I’ve been watching G1 (among other things) and getting severe robot disease I just think they’re silly
I might draw more in the future but don’t count on it
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