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i used to avoid drawing my cats because i really struggle with likeness and would get upset that my drawings don't LOOK like them.
but the only way to get better at the thing is to do the thing.
#still doesn't look like them#i mean like superficially it does#but not really#it was still fun to practice!#oooo i am putting my sketching with pen propaganda into your mind#i've only used pencil in this sketchbook a small amount of times#and each time i've hated it lol#i'm so so so much more willing to PRACTICE now that i'm in the habit of drawing with pen#it's so much more fun#and there's so much less pressure#which... feels backwards#but anytime i make something ugly#i just go: i'm sketching with pen! what do you expect!#then i move on and make something that looks a little better#same with drawing in low light#colored pens are also really fucking fun#1 because fun colors makes me wanna draw#2 because if i draw something bad i grab a darker color and draw something else over it
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"I think this is the most inhuman; and human, that I've ever felt.." MUCH CAN HAPPEN IN A YEAR. IN FIVE YEARS. A DECADE. imagine how much can happen in a century. just ONE (1). How will you grow? what phases do you find? even in 5 years, you will find patterns.
#jrwi fanart#jrwi show#jrwi suckening#jrwi suckening spoilers#jrwi the suckening#arthur bennett#HEY SO THE REALLY FUNNY THING THAT THE CHARACTER DID THAT SEEMED RLY SILLY N GOOFY IN THE MOMENT?#LIKE THE WHIPLASH BETWEEN SERIOUS N SILLY ALMOST PISSED YOU OFF? WHAT IF I FOUND A WAY TO MAKE YOU SAD ABOUT IT#this was meant to be a scribble that would be a bigger part of a bigger page.might leave it on that page.#but still. bc o that i nearly posted it onto my wacky side blog.BUT NAYY I SPENT TOO MUCH TIME N ENERGY N YOU GOTTA SEE IT#ARTHUR BENNETT DRIVES ME CRAZY. I FEEL LIKE ITS ODD FOR HIM TO BE SO TECHNOLOGICALLY OUT OF TOUCH#WHERE HAS HE BEEN. HAS HE BEEN IN WAR? IS THAT WHERE MAGNUS CAME FROM? WHERE WAS HE WHEN HE WAS WITH EDWARDS CREW?#ARTHURRR I HAVE QUESTIONS ARTTHUUURR!! HEY CAN I ALSO ASK; WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU BECOME#DO YOU THINK HE HAD ANY IDEA HE WOULD VEER CLOSER AND CLOSER TO THE MONSTER HE DESPISES. ALL BC HE DESERVES IT. OR WATEVER#HE FASCINATES ME SO MUCH. TO LOOK AT THE STONE COLD STOIC FOOL FROM THE START OF THE SHOW#AND TO FIND OUT THAT HE USED TO BE A BAD BOY.. A DELINQUENT... A LIL PRANKSTER.... MY GODDD THATS ADORABLE#I WOULD LOVE TO KNOW MORE.... BUT I DOUBT THE LAST EPISODE IS GONNA ANSWER THOSE QUESTIONS..i love arthur bennett so much....#AS FOR THE ART!! i mostly used the fire alpaca watercolor brush. tbh im not a brush guy. anti aliased default pen tends to be my main game#but LATELY IM SQQQUIRMIN OUT OF AN ARTBLOCK so expirimenting like this is helping#DONT LOOK TOO HARD AT IT!! im still proud tho. colors are fun :3 im also very proud of the backgrounds#I LOVE THE CARTOON THING where the background looks all fancy n painted but the characters are solid colors#what else can i ramble abt. OH YEAH. i looked up the bikes to make sure they were time accurate tehehehe. 1913 to 2012.#almost a century apart!! isnt that neat? ALSO FUUUCK CAN I JUST MAKE A QUICK CONFESSION. DOWN HERE IN MY TAGS.#only the strongest can read my tags anwyay. SO I REALIZED WHY I LOVE ARTHUR SO MUCH. TIME IS A FLAT CIRCLE#while arthur is a Stoic and Cool vampire w a knack for being playful/silly; who alsos been alive fora century thus witnessing HORRORs#THERE HAPPENS TO BE A ROBOT FROM A BAND W A TITANIUM ALLOY SPINAL COLLUMN#WHOS A Stoic and Cool ROBOT w a knack for being playful/silly; who alsos been alive fora century thus witnessing HORRORS#the fuckkkiiinnngggnn The Spine from steam powered giraffe. WHATEVER. i cant escape from my heart. i guess.#i think The Spine and Arthur could be friends. Arthur saw the band perform back when they were the Steam Man Band#EDIT: WOOPS I DIDNT REALIZE THIS WOULD END UP IN THE SPG TAG. HI GUYS DIDNT KNOW U WERE STILL ALIVE SORREE 4 THE CROSS CONTAMINATION
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I have more Eddie and Volt headcanons. I can't stop thinking about them.
Mild TW for brief mentions of Self Hatred and Harassment. Nothing major or explicit but just thought it was worth a mention.
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-Their bar is incredible accessible. You cannot tell me they did not build that place with the comfort of any object or person with any level of accessibility needs in mind.
-Volt has given Eddie compression gloves. He doesn't wear em' (even though he should) but they are around here somewhere.
-Eddie's favorite color is orange.
-Ooooh we actually have some player ones this time, the homeowner is definitely welcome to hang out before opening and after closing (assuming the friendship or love ending)
-eventually they'd probably give them a key so, as Eddie puts it, they can "make themself useful by locking up for us" but in reality it's just so they can get in even when the 2 are in the back.
-They have all the fixings in the back or at the bar for injuries/disabilities/emergencies. Including but not limited to epi-pens, narcan, good first aid kits, juice/snacks for blood sugar, a fold up wheel chair, free earplugs/noise cancelling headphones, and cots.
-Homeowner will not be served alcohol if Eddie thinks something is up with them. Or at least they will be cut off before they can even get tipsy. Bro is not letting them drown and ignore their problems, usually Volt will end up doing most of the talking to them about whatever is bothering them.
-It's kind of obvious but the hallway closet is very much the hub of the upstairs. And honestly? Most objects hold Eddie and Volt to the same level of respect that they do the mayor, neither of them really realize it but they are pretty integral to the community
-Not a headcanon but I just thought of the funniest shit: Breaker Box Hallmark Movie AU. Featuring the Breaker Box getting shutdown for some reason and through the power of winter holiday magic and love probably it is saved lol. Would anyone read this?
-Eddie inadvertently gets so much tea working the bar. Bathsheba has been begging him to give her some gossip. Eddie refuses every single time.
-Volt cries when he see's cute animal/inanimal videos
-If they got a cat people would assume its name is like Sparky or something but no, Volt is gonna want to name it something really pretty like Eleanor or Anastasia, and Eddie is gonna take one look at it and go: "Uhhhh... Todd." "Eddie she's a girl." "So? Girls can be named Todd!" "..." "Stop assuming our cat's gender Volt!"
-I don't know if he actually would in canon, but I think it would be so fucking funny if Volt just loved calling minor inconveniences homophobic. This includes Eddie. Eddie won't stop working? "Eddie if you don't go to bed your homophobic!" "Wha? I'm ga-!" "HOMOPHOBIA!"
-Self deprecation? In my breaker box? I think not! And by that I mean Volt holds the very strong conviction that no one in his club is allowed to be self hating except for him. I mean he is a flirt, but he is also a sweetheart. He see's someone crying? Absolutely not. Gives you a tissue, tells you your too hot to be crying over anyone and then reapplies your mascara for you.
-Eddie does not play when it comes to patron safety. He will cut you off if he thinks you've drank too much. He is making sure everyone leaving at the end of the night has a designated driver (I don't know if any of them NEED designated drivers seeing as they all live in a house, but its the principal okay?). Harassment of any kind you are gone and banned so fast you won't even know what happened.
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God this hyperfixation hit me like a truck.
I noticed most of these ones focused more on how they actually run the club. Idk why it just kind of ended up like that. Anyways I'm having so much fun with these let me know if ya'll want more or if anyone has specific hc requests because I CAN cook up more! Hope you enjoyed!
#date everything#volt and eddie#eddie and volt#volt#eddie#eddie watts#did I write most of these because i've been having pain flare up#and want to sit at the bar while eddie and volt work and are just being nice and understanding about it?#yes. yes i did.#who needs romance I need an advil and some company#hallmark#i thought it would just be funny to tag that#headcanons#as always the type of relationship is up for reader interpretation
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Case File: Jason’s Reading

She's sitting by the window, the faint light from it illuminating her red hair like halo. Jason watches her for a few moments longer — knitted sweater, tiny pearl earrings, a pen stuck in her bun like a hair pin. She looks softly pretty, charming in a subtle, unintended way.
A polar opposite from how Jason's seen her last time, in a tight dress, with her hair loose and her eyeliner smudged from laughing too much. And, also, blissfully tipsy as she professionally threw a guy over her shoulder and stole Jason’s heart on the spot. She didn't even sway — he'd thought performing judo on five inch heels would be more difficult than she made it look.
He steps towards the table she's sitting at and takes the chair opposite of her. She glances up from her book, giving him an absentminded nod of greeting — this is a Gotham U library, so the students try to be nice with each other. Who knows which one of them ends up as the new Rogue.
A moment later, the girl does a double-take.
Jason smiles. The redhead looks at him, longer this time, her eyes narrowing like she's debating if he is worth her time or if she wants to throw another guy over her shoulder. Then, she puts her book down, placing some kind of bookmark — a card with a flower drawing — in it. Seems like he's passed the quality check for now.
"Can I help you?" She raises her eyebrows politely.
"I was wondering if you like coffee," Jason decides to skip the awkward greetings and just get it over with. "Or tea, if that's your thing," he glances down to her bookmark. It kind of looks like something from an herbal tea package, even has berries on it.
"That's belladonna," the girl deadpans, picking the piece of paper up, "other known as deadly nightshade, a poisonous plant. If you're planning on adding it to your tea blend, then I'd have to say no."
"Oh, um," Jason fumbles, grimacing in embarrassment. He knows what belladonna is, thank you, he just didn't recognize it in a drawing, at first glance, upside down.
"Also, it's a tarot card," the redhead keeps going. If her goal was to make Jason feel five shades of shame in less than one minute, she succeeded flawlessly.
"You do tarot readings?" He asks, for the lack of anything better to say. The girl raises only one eyebrow this time, a faintly amused smile on her lips. Oh, now she's just having fun watching him struggle, isn't she? Jason takes in a breath and clasps his hands together on the table, leaning forward and looking her in the eyes. "Okay, listen. I didn't mean to assume, and I wasn't actually looking for you- Okay, alright, I was," he corrects himself when the redhead huffs, "but not in a stalker way, I just thought it'd be nice if I met you again. And I came here looking for Piperski's 'Language Construction', not for you. But then I saw you here and thought it was a nice coincidence, so if you'd like to have coffee with me, that's great, and if you don't, you can tell me to fuck off and I'll leave you to your reading."
The girl stays quiet for so long that Jason is considering retreat, her thoughtful gaze — she has oddly colored eyes, now that he sees them in natural light, blueish-green and kind of faded — locked on him. Then, she looks down to her book and hums.
"I don't really do tarot, the deck was a gift from a friend. But, since I have it on hand, how about this," she smiles, a tinge of mischief in her eyes, "I'll do a reading on you, and if the cards are good, we'll go out for coffee."
In Jason’s opinion, tarot is no different from flipping a coin: you let your fate be decided by sheer luck and an inanimate object. But, well, why not?
"Sure," he shrugs, and then, as the girl reaches down to her bag on the floor, adds, "Would you mind giving me your name, though, or is that also up to cards?"
"Jazz," she introduces with a quiet laugh, moving her book to the side with one hand and holding a stack of cards in the other. "And you are? I don't think I ever caught it back at the club."
"I believe we've had other priorities at the time," Jason chuckles. That's not an inaccurate description — they were too busy making out on the dance floor to ask each other's names. Jazz's cheeks turn adorably pink as she shuffles the deck without looking at him. "Peter," he offers, not because he doesn't trust her but because it's the name on his current ID, and explaining why it doesn't match would be a pain if Jazz ever sees his library pass or driver's license.
Yet, the girl pauses in her shuffling and gives him another glance over. "Sure," she agrees in a way that practically screams 'I know you're lying, but I'll play along for now'. Jason debates if he should ask, but, first, it's not like he can do that without admitting he's given her a fake name, and second, Jazz doesn't give him a chance to, already placing three cards on the table between them.

Leaves, pine cones, and flowers with knives.
"Aren't tarot cards supposed to have people on them? Or coins and cups and stuff?" Jason asks, slightly confused. Jazz merely shrugs at him, her attention focused on the cards on the table.
"Artists come up with all kinds of decks now. I've seen ones with Lovecraftian horrors and ones with pet pictures and toys, it really depends on what's easier for you to understand," she explains, and looks back up at Jason, her gaze unexpectedly piercing. It kind of makes him nervous — he didn't expect her to take it so seriously.
"What do they say?" He asks, looking between the cards and Jazz's face.
"They say you've been a cheerful ray of sunshine once, then you died and came back, and now you're trying to make your wrongs into rights," she answers, barely any emotion to her voice.
Jason feels his heart skip a beat, and his fingertips become numb.
Okay, so, maybe there's more to tarot readings than to flipping a coin.
He clears his throat. "Metaphorically, I hope?" He asks, trying for a teasing, lighthearted tone but not quite getting there.
Jazz waves her hand, the one that's still holding the rest of the deck, in the air. "It's a three card reading, which doesn't really provide much details, and I'm not a witch, so I'm not sure what part of it is a metaphor and what isn't. Tarot are simplified concepts structured into 78 pictures, you don't treat it as gospel truth."
As she speaks, another card falls out of the deck, landing on the table face down. Jazz looks down at it curiously, but, as she picks it up and reads it, her face changes.
Jason is nowhere near as good as Cass at reading people, but he still catches most of it — first surprise, then a fond sort of exasperation, and internal debate, and, finally, a reluctant acceptance.
"What is it?" Jason can admit he is insanely intrigued by that kind of reaction. Not to mention that, in the last five minutes, he's learned that tarot are, apparently, more knowledgeable than he thought, so he is kind of invested now.
"Cards that fall out of the deck are sometimes treated as additional parts of a reading, or as an advice," Jazz explains, placing the card down on the table.

Jason tilts his head slightly. That's jasmine flowers, he knows that much, but he has no idea of their symbolic meaning or whatever.
"This is Star," Jazz continues, "A Major Arcana that signifies hope, and healing, and, well, a generally positive future, simply speaking."
Jason doesn't say anything, reaching for the card and picking it up. He doesn't really believe in tarot readings — not that he is a skeptic, he is aware that magic exists and all. But this is the equivalent of the universe telling him it's going to be okay, isn't it?
He snorts, letting go of the card and watching it fall back on the table. Then, he smiles, looking back at the redhead, "Does that mean you'll say 'yes' to coffee?"
Jazz rolls her eyes, but she is laughing while picking all the cards back and reaching for her bag.
"Sure, let's go. But you're paying, and I have to warn you: just a coffee won't cut it. I'm starving."
Jason grins, standing up from his seat, "Good thing I know a great Italian place nearby, then."
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This is a part of the 'Crime Scene Do Not Cross' fic and takes place in between chapters 2 and 3.
About tarot:
First, that is an actual tarot deck, BOTANICA tarot designed by Kevin Jay Stanton. It's a really niche, nerdy kind of deck since there are no titles on any of the cards, and the meanings are centered around flower language and symbolic representation of each plant in folklore. It's a work of art, really.
This deck was given to Jazz by Sam as a gift. Jazz is really the Jack of all trades in this family — she picked up a few ghost tricks from Danny and Dani, some random knowledge from Vlad, a couple shortcuts from Tucker, and a bunch of magic stuff from Sam. She likes to explore all kinds of things, and the rest don't mind sharing. Sam reads that deck like an open book, by the way, she knows all the flower meanings by heart because, no matter how many times she says otherwise, she is just as nerdy as both Danny and Tucker.
The reading that Jazz did was a simple 'past, present, future' spread. The first card is Page of Wands, upright (leaves of the tree under which the Buddha achieved enlightenment and the crown of Agni in the center): beginning, inspiration, a young person at the start of their journey. The second card is Death, upright (pine tree and pine cones): change, rebirth. The third card is Seven of Swords, reversed (pink foxglove): a shift from hidden motives to honesty.
#danny phantom#dpxdc#dc x dp#jazz fenton#jason todd#jazz x jason#anger management#tarot#botanica tarot#cork writes mafia#i need everyone to appreciate how the Star has jasmine flowers on it#and means hope and healing#while jazz's full name is jasmine fenton
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my baskerville docs ^_^ ive seen alot of other people make their own lady baskerville and i wanted to try and have my own take on her yay. somehow i have settled on calling her liz, but i change my mind quite often so we'll see
more notes and further rambles below (LONG)
unfortunately i seem to be under a curse where i may only give out information through vague references and riddles + also thoughts jumping from one to another. have fun 👍take out a notebook it gets quite long. ive put down some section titles
naming ideas
for her name: i like how its has some phonetic similarities to iris. and i dont believe at all that yujin didnt know her; in japanese, 'l' and 'r' sounds are not distinguished in the same was as english thus: "liz, risu, airisu, iris... (ayame... ayame.) airisu... risu. liz."
but also her fanon - as in the common elements people have in their designs of lady b - designs look just like alot of the fanon designs for minecraft youtuber ldshadowlady. im having a lot of fun thinking about putting them in the life series.... boogieman curse.... the dogs.
this influences me quite a bit i think. primarily, how i characterise klint and liz is influenced by alot of gothic texts (and castlevania...........) as well as other people's interpretations of her. however they are are also lizzie and joel. and you are required to know this
talking about shapes (character design stuffs)
im kinda also working out klint and barok in context of my headcanons/takes. i think, with the design philosophy im carrying rn, i would draw them a little differently to emphasise the certain themes in my head lol. i gotta figure out some kinda shape motif for lady b tbh i dont really have too clear of an idea yet. at first, i thought a heart would be nice (connection with iris - i think a few other people have done so as well) but then The Spiral
ive been thinking of labyrinths quite often lately (house of leaves.) i like the symbolism of her spiraling down into some kind of madness / depravity as is the van zieks way. klint's sword points down to show the same thing. kid barok's hair goes upward. he look up to them. cute. this whole family is literally cursed
writing and truth
ive said this in some earlier posts somewheres but basically my main ideas for her are that
she and klint are trying not to become the sins of their parents. they succeed. but also fail.
barok is motivated by his sense of justice in the pursuit of truth. klint is the sense of justice. thus liz is the pursuit of truth
and ive landed on her being quite into writing. nothing ever published i think, but many volumes of poetry, short fiction and maybe even novels, with her favourite red ink pen. the same color ink that she used to write love letters with.
these works were probably things that she only shows to people close to her. and id think the subject matter would be something close to jane austen's work (critical of the landed gentry; she also published anonymously under the name 'a lady' -> i thought there was something in there about how lady b remains nameless and only a lady)
i think her writing would be a way to channel her frustration, anger, misery, and other such unladylike thoughts. perhaps, in childhood, she would have liked being a newswriter - until she finds out how sensationalized they are (and how would she feel when the news would start calling barok the reaper?)
i havent found a good way to incorporate this into her design yet. i was thinking something about the cape - hiding secret pockets and a notebook and pen? something about gender roles can play in there as well - but it looked too much like stronghart's silhouette imo. replacing barok's father figure while dressing like his mother would be crazy... and there is the swirls. im not too completely against that idea yet. think i gotta keep experimenting
resemblances
but anyways, i really do like the idea that she and klint look like they could be barok's parents. i think its fucked up (good). the gothic is all about how ur repressing somethings and it keeps coming out, and i kind of like themes of finding out the parent that you idolised isnt actually as good as you once thought they were.
you know about klint. and liz hates lying. but she is also just as great as a liar. she despises the social structures of upper class england, but she is just as wiling to maintain a facade, and has so much hatred that she hides. despite hating to hear it, she's really nosey - does she LIKE hearing about all those reprehensible things she claims to abhor? why else would they all appear in those stories she writes? and why else are all her protagonists such unreliable liars?
i think barok would grow up trying to model all the good that liz and klint try to project. hed probably thinks they would hate him after all that. maybe its comforting to know they also fell too. perhaps they would forgive him too.
i think thats all that i wanted to say. you will be hearing from me again, however. yay
#gosh how many words was that#hope you guys who read that enjoyed#i wonder if i even covered everything that i wanted to say. i know i did want to draw more but i realised it was far beyond the scope#lady baskerville#klint van zieks#barok van zieks#ace attorney#tgaa#tgaa spoilers#dgs spoilers#my art
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push on through
some linocut oldies station prints i made!!! writing is pen and sharpie :) i’m gonna do some versions with color too so stay tuned for those!! bts pics below the cut in case u also think the process is interesting ↴


↳ trying desperately to figure out how on god’s green earth im gonna do the knobs when the fuck ass buttons were the real problem


↳the finished (dirty oops) block + of course (a fraction) the mess
ive never posted art before this is kinda nerve-wracking?? i also cant draw well but printmaking is fun which means i have cool ideas but i dont have the skill set to do them all, so i was really happy with how this one turned out :)
#clique art#twenty one pilots art#twenty one pilots#oldies station#clancy#why am i nervous to post this#breach#the contract#blurryface#josh dun#tyler joseph#meowmeow prints
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oh boy it's that time again
when rachel posts 'video progress' of her work and we proceed to dissect it like a frog in 9th grade science class
like ok first the caption of "is persephone the chicken and hades the egg" makes no fucking sense except to anyone who overthinks it and goes "wait is that a reference to the popularly-perpetuated version of the myth where persephone went down to the underworld willingly and hades didn't actually exist???" because if it is ima scream lmao
but MORE IMPORTANTLY-
Here's the transcript of what she's saying in the video:
"I think I've always wanted to write Hades' and Persephone's story because obviously I really like them. It's like very much a chicken and egg situation because I think in the beginning I thought that I was going to use a very abstract black and white style, and I realized it wasn't very enticing or fun for me, um... and I started drawing these very like vibrant characters and as I drew them I understood more about the story the more that I explored the art style, um and I guess an example of that is, y'know, Persephone is like a very bright color um, and the Underworld, is a very dark dark blue, and so when she says she really sticks out so it's just environmental uh processes like that that really helped inspire the direction of the story."
(despite her expanding on the "chicken and the egg" bit it still doesn't make sense imo lmao)
But what we're seeing isn't S1 LO, it's actually from S3 of LO:
But um... you notice anything interesting about the screenshot I just showed you?
That literally looks NOTHING like what we see in the final panel. At the VERY least I think this goes to show how overcooked it becomes in post-production, when they add the canvas layer and hypersaturate the shit out of the colors, but even the blending technique just isn't matching up?
A lot of what she's doing in this video also feels very... non-existent, like she's brushing her pen around but very little is happening so it feels more like her just putting down random brush strokes to try and make it seem put-together but really she's just kind of pushing colors around and/or doing nothing. Especially when, again, what she's painting here looks nothing like the final picture (so at best it's a lot of wasted work??)
And knowing what we know about the assistants drawing the characters separately so that Rachel can rearrange them in the final episode layout... I don't wanna call foul play here, but this feels like yet another attempt on Rachel's behalf to make her process seem more involved than it is by simply redrawing a scene for the performative aspect of it all. It's like the "sketches" in the books looking way too 'clean' for the final product and giving the impression that she just sketched over the final panels to make them look pretty enough for print.
I also wanna mention that for some reason she's drawing this on her iPad when she owns a Cintiq. It could be because she was drawing this while abroad in the US for her conventions last fall, but despite clearly being ahead of schedule, she still wound up drawing the final episode the night of-
Oh yeah and btw there are like a million clipping layers for what looks like just a simple drawing of Demeter. And this lines up with our previous theories about her using like 128549021809 layers for literally one character.
And aside from all that her commentary, as always, is very nothingburger, just a bunch of word salad. Like she's literally trying to explain LO's color theory as "well Persephone is bright pink and the Underworld is dark blue so she sticks out! That's all you need to know!"
IDK, I'm not coming to any sort of ironclad conclusion based off this one video, but it does feel like yet another desperate attempt to prove that she does work on LO and doesn't just leave it all to her assistants to do at the last minute. But like... she's kind of screwed in that argument either way, because even if she draws the majority of panels in LO, that just further proves the argument that she's stopped trying.
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I decided to spruce up the Thorn and the Spectre today - one of the problems when you have a big art project that keeps growing despite your attempts to end it because you're having too much fun with it is that your skills grow with it, and eventually you look back on the first parts of it and being like, "Uh, yeah, I think we can do better than we did." This is why Tyrantis's soft sculpture model has two whole remodelings.


The Spectre's touch-ups were somewhat minor. I added more transparent material to the interior of her skirt so she feels a bit more substantial, and then, uh... cut off her face for the second time and gave her a third and final one. This time I used the technique I first tried with the Beast of layering the foam rubber on her head so she has naturally sunken eye sockets and cheeks, then covered it in a thin layer of fabric so the seams aren't as noticeable. It worked, I think she looks much closer to the cute ghost she is in the game! Also now she has her old face as a fun accessory.




With the Thorn, I decided to do something I had initially intended to do, but decided against because it seemed to have a bad ratio of "insane amount of fiddly intricate detail work" to "things people will actually notice and give a shit about. Namely, cutting out a bunch of tiny little thorns to put on her vines and gluing them all on individually. Even now I can feel Dennis Nedry waving his hat around and saying, "See? Nobody cares!" about all the effort I put into this, but dammit, this is the Thorn! My favorite princess! She should have her namesake! I also made some extra vines to put in her hair to make her more canon-compliant, which of course meant I had to make even more tiny little fucking thorns no one will notice.
It's ok, she's worth it. She's worth it.
Oh, and I beefed up her legs a bit with some more fabric. Her original legs were too twiggy and it was really noticeable whenever I stood her next to the other princesses, so now she's got stronger gams.


...and since I had the hot glue gun anyway, I decided to make one last new princess. As a treat! The Princess and the Dragon is one of my favorite routes of the game, and it can result in one version of the princess who's, like, color inverted - where the other princesses look like cross-hatched pencil drawings, this one looks like a cross-hatched chalk drawing, and it's just a really cool effect that I wanted to try and figure out how to do. I... I'm kind of ok with the result? I like the felt I got for the hair, it's dark gray with streaks of white and really feels as close to the chalk drawing looks as I can probably get with that material. Unfortunately, the white-ink pen I got to try and do detailing on her face did not show up as well as its black-ink siblings have - you can kinda sorta see the lines I drew on for her lower lip and eyebrows if you squint, but yeah, bit of a disappointing result, especially since I was hoping to be able to use it to give her skin some of those faint chalk cross-hatching lines that make her look so cool. Still, she looks nice next to her fellow princesses!
I imagine if I was good with paint there'd probably be some sort of fabric paint that would work, but I can never use the stuff without it globbing everywhere.
The funny thing is, while I think she's one of the most visually striking princess designs, the ending that gets you the photo-negative Princess isn't my favorite for The Princess and the Dragon route. My favorite is the one where you and her get out of the basement and just lay on the grass together. Sure, her design isn't as striking in that one - she's almost identical to how she appears in the beginning of the game, just missing a hand and bearing an x-shaped scar on her heart - but it's such a sweet, tender little moment, and I savor those in the game. Definitely the least interesting P&D take on the princess to make a doll of, but perhaps the one that's more dear to my heart.
...
but I did say this would be my last one, so...
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"Don't you find it hard to look at me? Like, at all?"
Dave looked up from drawing his little comics to look at Dirk across the table from him.
They were in the meteor's library, just getting in some alone time together and drinking shitty coffee while engaging in their respective artistic pursuits. They'd been sitting in silence for a long time, maybe half an hour, before Dirk spoke.
"Sorry, what?"
"Is my strikingly familiar visage not difficult to cast your gaze upon?"
Dave stared harder then inhaled, "Dude, using big boy words doesn't make it easier for my spacey ass to comprehend," he said, setting his pen down. "Though, saying spacey is funny because I am, in fact, not the Space player. You'd think she'd be a lot more all over than I am, but no. I'm the dipshit squirreling out. Can't cross the roads of fucking thought when I need to. God damn abhorrent ass attention span, can't even focus on the topic at hand, which is you asking me if 'your visage is difficult to cast my gaze upon'. Stellar wording."
Dirk didn't reply, just staring while awaiting an answer. Although, he fidgeted quite a bit. His face and voice were under perfect control, truly the model of composure. His body language? Less so. He hadn't had people around to really gauge body language growing up, so his every emotion was on display, mostly through his hands and shoulders.
He was Dave's opposite in that way. Dave's expressions and tone were whatever with Bro. He could pull whatever tone he really wanted, or grin like a giddy bitch all day, but his body language was scrutinized thoroughly. Any flinch or sign of fear was grounds for an immediate visit to the Striders Rooftop Arena.
Dave hummed, resting his chin on his hand. "I mean, no," he said. "Why would I have a hard time looking at you?"
Dirk sighed and shrugged. "I suppose I assumed I look like your Bro. And I assumed such a fact would bring up a lot of negative emotions."
If Dave had learned anything about Dirk so far, it was that the guy was very, very concerned with matters of his own image and identity. Self centered if you will. Not necessarily in a bad way, it was just that his identity and sense of self were incredibly important to him. Typically, he also seemed to assume everyone was as focused on the idea of who they were as he was. It was a noticeable struggle for him to not internalize everything Bro had done as his own actions or responsibility. And it seemed like his literal image was a potential issue as well.
"Well," Dave began. "You do and you don't."
"Elaborate."
Dave shrugged and turned the page to draw something less shitty and cartoony. "You have the same hair, same eye color, same freckles, same shades..." he murmured. "But your eyes, when I can see them, are relaxed and soft. Also, your eyes are more orangey than his. His lean a bit more brown, like honey. Your voice is almost as deep as his, but your tone overall is lighter and more fun. He sounded like someone died almost all the time."
Dirk watched Dave draw, pondering Dave's words as the other Strider spoke. It was simultaneously comforting and distressing to be compared and contrasted with this other him. Everything he knew about Bro was through Dave's jovial explanations and staunch defenses, and Rose's reinterpretations of Dave's information.
Dave continued. "Also, big difference, your nose is straight. Well as straight as our Roman noses can be."
Dirk blinked, absently touching his nose. "Straight?" he asked curiously.
Dave nodded, sketching out a badly crooked nose as he spoke. "Bro broke his nose a lot," he said. "He played baseball growing up and a lot of balls hit him in the face. Two breaks were from that. Last break I remember was from slamming his face into the shower wall when he fell once. Bloody as shit and he raged about it for an hour."
Dirk peered at what Dave was drawing. He guessed Dave was drawing Bro by the nose. It was so broken it sat kind of... Boringly on the face instead of proudly and regally. It was warped to the side, and it honestly looked hard to breathe through. And the eyes Dave started to draw...
Dirk knew his eyes weren't very expressive, so he expected Bro's eyes to be cold and unsympathetic looking. Dead, even. It was something Jake had once complained about (though Dave had once suggested that complaint was bullshit and founded on idealized romance standards). Instead, the eyes Dave drew were widened and intense, almost angry or perhaps manic. The man Dave was drawing looked as ready to throw a punch as he was to skydive without a parachute. He painfully unhinged...
"Your mouth is also pretty different," Dave continued, snapping Dirk out of his staring contest with the paper.
"How so?"
"Honestly, sometimes I forgot he actually had one."
Dirk stared in confusion. How the hell do you forget a person has a mouth?
"As I got older, he kind of... stopped talking," Dave said, sketching a mouth on his drawing. "Also, he his lip piercings were spiked, yours aren't. But if I'm honest, a lot of the difference is your teeth." He drew the mouth as a wide, manic grin. "Yours are pretty straight and clean, I'm guessing your hygiene is top fucking notch given your craving for infinite showering."
Dirk smile a bit and nodded. He did love a good, long, boiling hot shower. He'd actually turned red once from how long he'd been in the shower. It had taken the still young AR blaring an alarm in the apartment to get Dirk out of the shower.
Dave hummed a bit as he drew Bro's teeth. They were crooked and a couple seemed chipped in painful ways. Shading on some suggested cavities. Or discoloration maybe? Dave elaborated without being asked, "Bro was a heavy smoker," he said. "Especially when he felt like shit, which was a fuck load. His teeth got kind of yellowy and he had a few cavities where brushing wasn't doing anything much."
Dirk nodded. He personally didn't understand how anyone could smoke cigarettes. In the bubbles, he'd once gotten a whiff of them and it nearly made him gag. Another time, he watched Dave trying to alchemize some. Apparently it was successful in making at least one because he heard Dave coughing for about ten minutes, and Dave had smelled of nicotine the rest of the day.
Then again... Addiction wasn't something he necessarily could relate to to being with. Roxy was an alcoholic and apparently Rose had, even briefly, ventured down the same path. It wouldn't surprise him if once this was all over if Dave actually picked up his own addiction. After all, genetics played a part, and it seemed he'd also grown up around someone with addictions.
Dave paused his sketching efforts then looked up, almost as if to examine Dirk.
Dirk shifted uncomfortably under the gaze.
Dave eventually looked back down, drawing a scar under Bro's eye. "You also don't have the same scars on you," he said. "I gave him this one when I was six apparently. I throw a knife at him and it cut his cheek and ear pretty bad. He wasn't even mad. He was actually pretty proud."
Dirk rubbed the scar on his throat, watching Dave again. "Damn. Honestly, I might have been too."
"Oh I'd hope so. Like, dude... A first grader accurately slices open your face and ear throwing a knife? Dude, that's hella cool."
"Oh, truly. No doubt about that."
The two smiled at each other and let out little giggles of shared delight over their silly agreement.
Dave started next on Bro's hair. "He always styled his hair too, like yours, but more often than not, it was loose around his face, kinda messy and like he chopped it with kitchen scissors."
The hair he drew was fluffy if, as he stated, choppy. Not bad, "Oh god who let you leave the salon like that" choppy. More intentionally choppy for the most part. Definitely a kitchen scissor job though. The hair framed Bro's face and head like a fluffy halo. "It was strawberry blonde too, like yours."
Dirk blinked and pulled a piece of hair down to examine it. Strawberry blonde? Did that mean more red? He supposed it did, given that Dave and Roxy had more of a gold blonde, and Rose... Well Rose was sort of a non-factor if he didn't know her actual hair color. The girl kept bleaching it platinum. "...Does Rose have...?"
"Rose's natural hair is so strawberry, she's borderline a redhead."
Dirk stared a bit, processing. Huh. Rose really was closer to being like him than Roxy.
"Bro bleached his hair a lot too," Dave said. "Not like... constantly like Rose, but sometimes he'd come back from Dennis's place with white ass hair and weird things done to his side burns or eyebrows."
Dirk screeched himself up in confusion. "Wait, who?"
Dave paused then gasped softly. "Ooooohhhh.... You don't have a Dennis." He looked stunned to realize that Dirk hadn't had his own version of whoever the hell Dennis was. He bounced a bit in his seat. "Okay, so Dennis was kind of like... The only friend Bro had," he elaborated. "He helped Bro on Game Bro, babysat me, and helped Bro with his online businesses. He was kind of a douche, but like... Not really. More like just some knucklehead who didn't like kids that. His girlfriend liked me though. Dennis and his girl were basically our only family."
Dirk nodded a bit, looking at the basically drawing Dave still worked on. "So... No family family?"
Dave paused then sighed heavily. After a moment, he started drawing, presumably, Bro's hands, going oddly quiet. The hands he drew were calloused and sturdy hands, though still the same in shape as Dirk's more dainty looking ones. They had painted nails that looked chewed on and painfully short, and they were covered in thick, ugly scars. Dave spoke after he finished. "Bro's adoptive parents were I think he said Calvinist," he looked up. "I researched that once and basically it says that God picked who has gonna save and bring to Heaven already and Jesus died for them and no one else. Aaaand that even a newborn baby is just fucking riddled with sin."
Dirk felt a knot form in his stomach. Obviously, he hadn't been raised to believe in Christianity or a God or anything like that, but he'd seen some awful things done in planet's history in the name of Christianity and its denominations and their God.
"And keep in mind, Bro was raised in the 1980's by these people," Dave continued. "From what I gather, he wasn't allowed to read anything but the Bible as a kid." Dave took in a slow breath, looking sickened and sad. "...They started to hit him with willow branches as early as four months old."
Dirk felt the knot in his throat tighten as dread washed over him. Bro, this other version of him, was hit with branches as a baby. A literal baby...
He knew what had suffered already in his short 16 years alive was hell. Isolation, ecological devastation, a struggle for food, a struggle to survive... He and Roxy both had pretty massive trump cards if people tried to compare trauma to them. But Dirk had at least seen pictures and some old videos of babies. They were soft and sweet, innocent and unaware of anything nasty in the world. He probably would necessarily like babies himself if he was around any, but he couldn't imagine being so depraved and vile that you believe a baby was sinful and needed to be hit, let alone actually hitting the baby.
Dirk looked at the drawn hands. "So... The scars on his hands... From the branches?"
Dave nodded. "Yeah. His "dad" would lure him to touch something then hit him. Apparently to teach obedience." He sipped his coffee. "Oh, apparently, I met his adoptive parents once when I was like, freshly ecto-birthed. His "dad" pulled that with me and Bro lost it."
Dirk growled a bit. "I should fucking hope so," he said, furious that someone would actively assault what was essentially a newborn. "I don't think I even like kids, but they shouldn't be hit."
Dave nodded, in agreement, seemingly unaware of the sort of doublethink he was engaging in that moment. Not that Dirk was going to call it out. Now wasn't the appropriate moment.
"That's not to mention whatever the fuck Lil Cal was doing to him."
Dirk tilted his head slightly in confusion. Cal? Cal was the shit. That was his fucking buddy, his best bro in the whole damn post-apocalyptic world. What was wrong with that friendly face? Then again, Caliborn had said something about Cal being a powerful juju. Was that it?
"What do you mean," Dirk asked. "Cal's just a sick ass puppet. A sweet ass bro."
Dave's mouth contorted into a sort of disgusted sneer. "Uh-huh..." he mumbled. "Yeah, no. Maybe yours is. Bro's was a malicious evil fuck. I don't know what that thing did to him, but I found him more than once in my childhood talking to it. Arguing with it. He had a few breakdowns at it too. I think its why he stopped talking..."
Hearing this confused Dirk. There was a Lil Cal that was an evil, malicious force that tormented someone? That didn't sound right, but... He couldn't exactly argue with Dave. Dave, while more expressive than Dirk, still tended to try and mask his emotions. For Dave to show off that much disgust and dislike of something, it was pretty significant to Dave then.
Dirk nodded slowly, processing the information. Something had tormented Bro for a long time... Enough to have Dave have at least heard Bro's end of what was happening.
Dave turned back to drawing, seemingly finishing up minor details. "Bro had his problems and he wasn't the best person at times," he said. "But he gave a shit. Too much sometimes. He felt his emotions pretty intensely so he shut them down a lot." He turned the finished drawing towards Dirk. "But he tried his best to be good."
Looking at the completed drawing, Dirk felt his anxiety spike. It was him, staring back. A feral, unstable version of himself. For a moment, he felt all his worst fears might be true. That he might be just as depraved and cruel, if not more so, than Bro. He was scared of being manipulative, cruel, abusive, and downright awful. He knew he was these things, but he didn't want to be, and kept trying to fix it when he became aware of it. Seeing this drawing made him feel like his efforts to grow were for naught.
Then again...
The longer he stared the more the face looked... Different. Like another man entirely.
This man, this version of Dirk... He had been severely abused, his earliest memory likely being hit. He'd spent a good chunk of adult life apparently tormented by a puppet. He had no support beyond one or two people. He struggled with addiction, poor impulse control, and possibly a lot of pain if his scars and injuries were anything to go by. He was abusive and cold, distant and brutish. He was a man who had no real guidance his anything in life, except for perhaps the goal of raising Dave. Whoever this was... This wasn't him.
The realization rocked him, like a boulder had slammed into his back and knocked him over.
Bro wasn't him.
Genetically, they were one and the same, yes. But the longer Dirk gazed into the scribbled eyes of Bro, he felt the connection to the older man slowly loosen. It didn't snap or release, just... Relaxed. He would forever be connected to Bro, forever chained to a past he couldn't ever remember, but he could be better. He could learn from Bro's mistakes and grow. And he could be better to Dave than Bro had been. He needed to be better to Dave. Dave deserved better.
Dirk looked up at Dave, tension in his body easing. He smiled faintly at Dave. "Thank you, Dave," he said. "I appreciate this. Really."
Dave smiled warmly, looking like the sun in Dirk's eyes. "Yeah, man," he replied, giddy. "Anything for you. We're bros. We stick together and help each other out."
Dirk nodded happily, letting Dave hold his hand while Dave returned to babbling away about some dead thing he found interesting.
He couldn't totally say yet that he wasn't Bro. Guilt still ate at his psyche like an annoying moth chewing on clothing. Perhaps, one day, though, he could leave his fears behind.
#dirk strider#bro strider#abuse mention#angst#dave strider#fanfiction#homestuck#fanfic#writing#religious trauma#lil cal#descriptions of abuse
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The long-awaited(?) VLR journal is complete! I was A LOT WORDIER in this one. And all the words at the beginning are hilarious to me bc I so clearly saved and quit in the middle of exposition and then sent Storm a bunch of messages from work the next day, completely forgetting what colors the next doors were, and completely clueless to the fact that the bracelets were going to change. Great job theorizing, champ.
I did eventually learn to use my colorful pens without causing so much bleedthrough, but not in time to save the title page. rip
Transcript below the cut:
Corrie: "so which colors would you mix to get magenta?" sorry what was that, zero? i heard "murasaki"
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Dio, K, and I gingerly lifted the woman up and carried her to the infirmary.
Perhaps he just didn’t consider himself one of the “boys,” or maybe it was something else… But whatever the reason, Tenmyouji only stared.
Corrie: me, averting my eyes from character tags: that’s some weird behavior, old man who i’ve never met before!
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Corrie: The astronomy theming is fun and I’m interested to see how relevant it becomes! I haven’t been spoiled in any detail but I have seen references to concepts such as “time travel” and “the moon”
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Corrie: girl you got the distributaries?
Phi: Time to see what the results are.
Phi: Maybe it’s different this time…
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Corrie: it's interesting that per the rules so far, unless something changes (and i hope it will), i'll never be in an escape room with K or clover, and i'll never be in one without phi
also quark and dio but i care somewhat less about hearing from them
Storm: you don't want to hear the magnitude of dio's wit? Impossible
Corrie: i'm surprised that zero said we weren't limited to three rounds or some other arbitrary number. if we all agree to ally we could just boost up to 9 for everyone no problem. but that's not going to happen is it
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Corrie: ooough they weren’t lying that thought experiment CAN dilemma. the smartest play is probably to stick with magenta doors for as long as I can and keep building up points with luna…but the most interesting play is to hear from as many characters as possible. also that strategy doesn’t account for the fact that people who betrayed in the first round have a head start to 9, and there’s no guarantee they’ll wait for everyone to catch up. the fact that there’s a second dilemma, layered on the first, in which you could ally by waiting or betray by opening door 9 asap is so goooood
Storm: yeah!!!!
and what's really fun is throughout the rounds you will see those varying situations, everyone stalled or trying to keep the top points people from getting to 9
just the mix of people and personalities alone ensures if it was just the A/B rounds and rooms in a vacuum it would already be fairly complex
Corrie: i loooove the choice to hold the first AB game without explaining the rules thoroughly. make the player (and characters) act on limited information and then scramble to salvage the situation
Storm: yeah
Corrie: that’s good game design baby!!
Corrie: for pete’s sake.
Sigma: Yeah, it did change… Mine changed from red to cyan.
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Corrie: I FUCKED UP
Dio: K! Goddamnit! Wait, you son of a bitch!
Storm: LMAO THERE HE GOES
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Corrie: sigma getting dizzy in the robot workshop. squints.
Storm: what have you been up to. where have you been.
Corrie: first round was the lounge with phi and luna, second was the rec room with K and alice, and now i've backed up one decision and am in the "gaulem" workshop with luna
i feel...overwhelmed with information! i have no guesses about murderers or motives yet. it's a little harder when all the completed doors are open to everyone, and i'm having a harder time keeping track of teams when bracelets change every round. the AB game makes the web of potential motives so complicated
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Corrie: so i take it there are one or more gaulems amogus
Storm: lots of possibilities there…
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Sigma: So let's choose "ally" and get the hell out of here together. Sound good?
Luna: Okay...
Sigma: Come on, why do you look so sad?
Luna: Well, it's just...There's a part of me that can't feel genuinely happy about that...
Corrie: hey my steady friend. what’s up with that
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Corrie: clover i'm on my knees. please don't axe murder my AB buddy
Phi: You’re going to make me repeat myself. I never said Luna was the killer.
Phi: Still, I have a feeling Alice thought she was.
Phi: Which would mean that Clover probably does too…
Storm: clover no!!! remember the bookmarks
Corrie: welp she’s dead. or is she? with all the nonsense going on I feel like I’m in danger of forgetting about really important details like the presence of the gaulems. the artificial skin is apparently very convincing…but does that extend as far as temperature and a pulse? presumably a muscle relaxant would have no effect on them. I highly doubt alice is playing possum, but luna could be, if the gaulems don’t have to play by the rules regarding bracelets falling off
----- Corrie: sigma gets woozy brain fog while they're poking around in gaulem computer caches. okay
this is exactly what i'm talking about! i'm forgetting important info like the weird plague newspaper!!
For just a moment I thought of Radical-6…But I didn’t want to worry Phi if I didn’t have to.
which everyone took bizarrely seriously considering they found it in a carefully staged puzzle room. guys please learn what a reputable source is
Storm: zero iii only provides the most reputable sources. come on.
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Corrie: hang on a sec. I’ve been trusting that the game is actually set in 2028, but my evidence for that is
it said so at the beginning
Clover is here
but
there could have been a sneaky time skip after the prologue
there are robots
so actually I’m completely untethered!
I’m imagining a scenario in which they actually rigged a model for the gaulems, and later you meet back up with luna in a new skeleton terminator frame that’s speaking with her voice and using her animations… but sadly I don’t expect that to happen or they would have used it for Golm
that would be so sick though. a girl can dream
Storm: god yeah ;;
Corrie: this also makes sigma suspect. I stand by my vote that it’s more fucked up to find out you’re a robot
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Corrie: new theory based on spoilers (the existence of ZTD): phi and sigma are both gaulems. they got…scanned? in 2028, released back into the wild, and reconstructed much later. the phi and sigma(? pretty sure) that I see in the ZTD cover art are the originals, not the ones I currently know
Storm: that's a good theory!
whether it is good (accurate) or good (extremely amusing)....
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Corrie: i love how they simply did not bother to put sigma in group shots
Storm: sigma yelling from across the room
he's shy of the fourth wall. doesn't wanna be seen.
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Corrie: ooooooh she's got the distributaries!!
Phi: Where…where are we?
Her voice was low and rough.
Sigma: Huh?
Phi: Ah, I see. Hm.
Phi: This timeline…
Corrie: "he must not have made this jump"??? do i get to be reality-hopping buddies with phi????
i didn't think the flowchart was going to be diegetic!!
Storm: oh are you far enough in now that I can ask for more character thoughts
Corrie: my character thoughts is. i love phi. let that girl be ruthless!
other character thoughts...hmm...quark is basically absent in these branches. REALLY was not expecting Dio The Eugenics Cultist. have a feeling this is going to be a "wellllll the plague was good because it Purged The Weak" type organization. even though phi had the opportunity to kill him in the cryopod, i now doubt she did because she needed info from him. it seems like she knows what's going on in other instances of the game, but not the context of the outside world
luna...i like her and really want to trust her but you know that lady has an Agenda. it might be a benevolent agenda though. unclear as yet
wonder who K's dad is. trying really hard to pretend i don't know who the senior citizens are
ride-or-die with phi. but part of the riding is saying "not now, ferb" when she wants to backstab people
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Corrie: it's a shame they mostly avoid showing sigma in key artwork, and that he doesn't get a voice. junpei felt like more of a character
Storm: yeah it's a very interesting choice that they decided to do that
Corrie: he certainly has personality! and character details like...being in a research cohort?? so it's extra weird to me that they show his face so little
Storm: I will say it's a conscious and thought out decision but now I must recuse myself on this topic. aiat
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Corrie: oooh three people were in cryosleep in the treatment center. my guesses are....clover and alice, but by my current pet theories, everyone else has something that precludes them
[18:13] another no-evidence spitball: assuming that sigma is indeed a construct recreated in the future, what if his organic self went on to develop some of the technology that’s critical to the game. it’s cool that he’s doing undergrad research(?) and i think this would be fun
lmao what if he’s K’s dad
this series rules. I’m just taking potshots bc nothing is off the table
[18:36] I’m seriously mulling this now. it’s tidy in a way I have come to expect
[21:56] ooooough I am hoping more and more that this is the case. I’ve been kind of foolishly proceeding as if sigma is some unlucky doofus who got dragged along for the ride, but that’s not really how previous nonary games have worked. and perhaps this way lies madness, but: neither junpei nor date was that. they were hopelessly entangled
Storm: zero saw his outfit and was just "ugh I need to put this guy through the torment nexus"
Corrie: [12:19] help I’m really invested in this theory now shdjdksl. in that same flashback sequence sigma is like “boo hoo, why me, I haven’t tangled with organized crime or anything like that”
well sigma then the simple answer is that it’s not about what you have done, but what you will do, someday, in another life
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Corrie: WHAT
I lifted it slowly, carefully, to my neck, as if someone were guiding my hand with theirs…
…And drew it across my throat.
wait asldfksd. let's say one million people were to decide to do a handstand right now
Storm: THAT WAS MY FIRST ENDING
Corrie: clover’s comment about a more powerful esper being able to suppress her attempts to use the field, combined with the stuff in the first game about the power of suggestion, have me eying quark pretty suspiciously
everyone dies bc this kid’s dreaming too hard
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Corrie: WE’RE BACK BABY LET’S GOOOO
Zero: I have chosen two things of great importance to tell you.
Zero: First, I will tell you about termites.
WEIRD MONOLOGUE TIME
Storm: sigma forced into unskippable termites cutscene
Corrie: i want this to be future sigma soooo bad. mr uchikoshi please
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Corrie: jesus. when tenmyouji said "salvage business" i did think "post-apoc" but i didn't consider that it meant quark had grown up post-pandemic
Storm: remember when the pandemic was a prop,
Corrie: GOD. yeah.
Storm: I ran into the ending where everyone is brutally dead first and hadn't explored many other routes yet so I think I believed it fairly early... you being skeptical for so long was so different from my experience and really funny
especially since things are so ambiguous! sigma feeling weird during/after the gaulem bay... that's such a clever place to put a reaction
also to be fair a disease that puts you on fast forward is much weirder than... idk a secret robot having damaged processors
Corrie: in the gaulem bay he just feels dizzy for a second or something like that, but in the security office when they're looking through gaulem footage, he has the serious episode. so i was like "oh phi is poking around in his shared storage/taking up RAM without even realizing"
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Corrie: FUCK YEAH!!!!!!
Sigma: Wh-What….
Sigma: It’s…it’s my face…
MY LONGEST YEA BOI EVER
when i first proposed that sigma’s research would be relevant i was also thinking of cryogenics, robotics, AI development...but now i feel confident saying it's genetics huh
i am a little confused because i was predicating my theory on the assumption that sigma was a robot and therefore had an organic self who diverged. but i guess maybe we're dealing with multiple timelines?
Storm: the game is going to def do its best to confuse you further from here on
Corrie: for now i'm going to continue operating on the assumption that k's dad is an alt!sigma and say: the dissonance between sigma in the game and k's memories of his cold, detached dad is really striking. sigma could have said "dio's got the antidote, go dose yourselves while i go in a white door." but instead he got himself killed trying to save them
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Corrie: current thinking:
present-day people, no stasis: K, tenmyouji, quark, dio, luna (who i suspect of being a robot)
past (2028) people: alice, clover, sigma, phi (a mystery to me)
treatment center seems to indicate that only three people were in cold sleep, so i'm either wrong about one of those or there's a pod/other method of stasis that i haven't encountered yet. hmmmm
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Corrie: the crew quarters were not my favorite in terms of actually doing the puzzle, but i did appreciate how strongly everything was mirror/reflection themed. like the astronomy and alchemy i assume this will only continue to get more thematically relevant
Storm: oh good catch
Corrie: oh it's driving me wild that i haven't seen sigma's face except in flashback. YOU'RE torturing ME
he could look like the guy from the projector and I would have no idea (except that we have some rude bitches on staff and no one has said hey sigma what’s up with your weird eyeball)
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Corrie: I like the contrast between K and dio bc their demeanors are so completely opposite but as soon as they get in the AB rooms they’re playing for keeps
K doesn’t want to kill but that’s the only line
Storm: yeah
I do appreciate someone polite who is also very ruthless
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Corrie: i promised to meet phi at T-5 minutes to die together and then i spent too long talking to luna T.T
GTF-DM-L-016 is formatted like a gaulem designation and the unique part is what clover wrote in blood...but i have no idea who that could be. 016 looks like dio if you mirror it and squint but i don't actually think that's important, i'm just fully spinfoiled now
and now i see that the solution to the "you got injected" lock is probably going to be "amputation"
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Corrie: ohhhh i see why this is one of your favorite endings. lunaaaaaa ;;
we did get quite close to "luna reappears as a terminator." i'll take it!
"sayonara, doctor"? OHOHOHO
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Corrie: she’s so….
Phi: We’ll give the dead the closest thing to a funeral we can manage…
Phi: And when that’s done, we’ll start looking.
Phi: Even if I never leave this place, I’ll figure out why we were here. I swear it.
Corrie: i’m gonna weep
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Corrie: dio called me a senile old fuck and I thought well I don’t have time to unpack that but I can’t. I can’t ignore it. is zero NOT an alt!sigma? was he just regular sigma, now a secret second amnesiac?? what is going ON
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Corrie: trust…your partner….
Sigma: I promised. I said I’d choose “ally.”
Luna: Yes, but… Phi has 6 BP.
Luna: If she betrays us…
oh she's such a good character. i love her so much because i can't quite be sure
Storm: pressing my face to the glass
the teetering precarity of trusting phi but also. you know she could...
Corrie: and she did. we love her for her bright clear line…
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Corrie: realized it’s worse than I thought: not only will the game not let me see sigma’s face, it will only let me see the artificial parts of him
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Corrie: root structure as an analogy for interconnected consciousness is a really good visualization
elegant and i like it. also wise of them to put that root scanner in the reactor control so you just had to deal with cross-sections
i like that the hologram is explicitly from before the game but akane still says "the construct you refer to as zero jr." nice little touch
LET’S GOOOOO!!!!!! [new flowchart destination]
so could they go back...further? when this is all done, could they go back to a version of 2028 where they weren't put in cold sleep or whatever happened?
YES. YES. YES. YES. YES
Akane: You can inhabit your body in the past…or in the future.
Phi: We’ve done what Jupiter can’t.
Phi: We can find our lost opportunities.
#zero escape#virtue's last reward#vlr#vlr spoilers#i'm free...#idk if i'll do a ztd journal because i started to get perfectionist about this one. maybe quit while it's still fun#talk tag
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Addams Family Steddie Part 4
Part One | Part Two | Part Three
As always, if you see a typo, no you didn't. Enjoy reading!
After nearly a year of knowing Eddie, Steve would say he's got his fiance-to-be's personality down pat. He has a general idea of how Eddie will react to things, what he prefers for a midnight snack (chocolate-covered wasp wings), and the music he likes listening to when they're making out (KISS, but he'll put on Fall Out Boy if Steve bats his eyes just right).
He also knows Eddie is not the most patient man in the world; he's rather impulsive, in fact. He'll get an idea and run with it, not pausing to consider the potential consequences, especially if he thinks it'll make Steve smile. He's even jumped head-first into a ball pit after Dustin and Steve, despite how off-putting he found the colors, just to make Steve laugh.
Clearly, Steve knows Eddie. Very well.
So, he's having a hard time understanding why Eddie hasn't proposed yet. It's been three months since they became engaged-to-be-engaged. Not to the minute, but to the day. Steve had expected Eddie to climb through his window at exactly 12:01 AM to propose. He had even laid a carefully planned trap (it involved a net, exactly three knives, Hulyet, and impressive knotwork) if only because he knew Eddie would find that romantic and would love to propose while hanging from the ceiling.
Steve had even been thinking up snappy one-liners for when he turned on the lights to see Eddie trapped. He could say, "Finders keepers, which means you're mine," or maybe, "I guess I should find a good taxidermist now. Do you think El knows of one?" or even, "I can't wait to tell Dustin I caught breakfast." The first one is probably a bust when he really thinks about it, but those other two could work.
So, Steve isn't expecting to sleep through the night, only waking up because the sun is shining through his window. He even lays in bed for an hour, scrolling through social media on his phone in case Eddie is running behind. He wasn't, and the only thing saving Eddie from getting utterly maimed and tortured (not the fun kind) is that he sent a good morning text.
That good morning text doesn't answer any of Steve's questions, though, and he spends another hour carefully cleaning the trap he'd carefully placed. At least Hulyet is reassuringly predictable, resting on his shoulder and nuzzling his neck as he cleans.
An entire day passes without Steve even seeing Eddie's shadow. He literally watches the sun set below the horizon after dinner, his disappointment morphing into annoyance and frustration that he takes out on the dishes he's scrubbing. He's annoyed with Eddie for not even swinging by when he usually can't stay away, but he's also frustrated with himself for his annoyance and for the tiny voice in the back of his brain wondering if maybe Eddie doesn't want to be together as badly as Steve.
"Could you please stop brooding? I'm trying to balance chemical equations," Dustin says, throwing a pen at Steve's head from the kitchen island. "Besides, you're fucking murdering our plates."
Steve sighs, glancing at the pen now resting pitifully on the floor. He rinses off the plate he's holding, places it in the drying rack, and picks up the pen. "Can I ask you something?"
"You just did, but what's up?"
"Is there a non-romantic way to murder Eddie?"
Dustin is silent for a few moments before letting out a put-upon sigh. "Probably not," he says, resting his chin in his palm. "Why?"
"He was supposed to propose today."
"...It's like you lose all your brain cells when Eddie is involved. How do you know he was supposed to propose?"
"I told him to wait three months exactly three months ago," Steve explains, leaning against the counter and crossing his arms over his stomach.
"And you want him to propose? Like, you want to marry him? It's barely been a year of knowing the guy."
Steve doesn't even have to think before saying, "Yes." Because he does want to marry Eddie. He wants to feel even closer than they already are; he wants to have a wedding ring that he can show off; he wants to be able to introduce Eddie as his husband.
Well, now that he thinks about it, why does he care so much about Eddie being the one to propose? He could do it himself! Steve could go buy a fucking obsidian ring with ruby accents, passive-aggressively get down on one knee, and shove the ring onto Eddie's left ring finger. It doesn't exactly sound romantic, but Eddie lost that privilege when he didn't sneak into Steve's room at 12:01 this morning.
"If you're that desperate to get married, just kidnap him for a shotgun wedding or something and have a ceremony later. Why wait on him? It's the era of feminism, dude."
As mean as Dustin's tone is, Steve has to admit he has a point. Steve doesn't have to wait on Eddie, and he's not going to. Fuck it. He'll go propose himself. "You good on your own for a while?" Steve asks, returning his attention to Dustin.
"Yeah, I'm good. Go get hitched. Take a picture with your Elvis impersonator for me," Dustin says, waving his hand dismissively at Steve as he focuses back on his worksheet.
Steve rolls his eyes, ruffling Dustin's hair as he passes him. "I'll probably be back in a few hours," he says, waiting for Dustin to smack his hand away before heading to the front door and pulling on his sneakers.
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Eddie's bedroom is on the second floor, and his window is on the side of the house. The first time he climbed to Eddie's window, he'd nearly impaled himself on the spikes in the flowerbeds along the house. Thankfully, Steve has discovered the ability to use both the tree by the house and the drainage pipe for the gutters to climb up.
Now, Steve can reach Eddie's window in his sleep. He pulls himself up the tree, leaning dangerously far from the trunk and using the drainage pipe to steady himself with one hand. He tugs Eddie's window with the other, getting it mostly open before launching himself through. When his waist catches on the sill, he wiggles until he falls to the floor just under the window.
Steve huffs, pushing his hair out of his eyes as he sits up and looks at the bed. Eddie is watching him with an amused smile, leaning back against the pillows with a guitar in his lap. "You're especially beautiful when you're wiggling through my window, sweetheart," he says.
"Shut up," Steve mutters, pulling himself up off the floor. He climbs onto the bed, taking Eddie's guitar and carefully setting it aside before climbing into his lap. "I'm upset."
Eddie blinks, his smile immediately replaced by a concerned frown as he places his hands on Steve's hips. "What's wrong, Stevie? Who upset you? Are we having a murder date night?" he asks.
Steve doesn't answer for a few seconds before sighing and hugging Eddie, unable to hold onto any annoyance or frustration when he's offering murder dates so sincerely. "You didn't propose today," he whispers, tugging on a lock of Eddie's hair with a frown. "It's been three months."
"Stevie, baby, sweetheart, beloved, my darkest night after a blistering day," Eddie says, his voice soft and dripping with love, and Steve snorts at the cheesy names.
"Get to the point already."
"Tomorrow is three months, sweetheart."
Steve blinks, pulling back slightly to look down at Eddie. He has a soft smile, one that's a little goofy and utterly comfortable with how much love it reveals. "Are you sure?" Steve asks.
Eddie grins and grabs his phone from the nightstand, pulls up his calendar, and shows Steve a notification that's set for exactly 12:01 AM and reads "PROPOSE TO STEVE" with several ring emojis.
"Are you sure it's right?" Steve asks, looking from the notification to Eddie.
"Stevie, do you really think I'd wait a single second longer than necessary to propose? I spent three hours making sure this was exactly three months."
Yeah, all of that is exactly what Steve had been expecting that morning. He feels relieved, actually, because Eddie is just as impatient as he is and just as unwilling to wait a second more than necessary. "Well," Steve says, drawing the word out as he takes Eddie's phone and places it on the nightstand, "I am already here."
It takes two seconds for Eddie to catch up, his eyes lighting up when he does. "Seriously?" he asks.
"I might change my mind if you take too long," Steve says, his sentence barely finished when Eddie pulls a ring box out of absolutely nowhere.
And Steve would wonder how he did that, but he's too focused on Eddie opening the box to reveal a pitch-black ring with an obsidian main stone and ruby accent stones. It looks exactly like the kind of ring Steve was ready to hunt down not an hour ago. He glances up at Eddie, unable to help an excited grin.
"So, I had a lot of different speeches prepared for this," Eddie says, carefully taking out the ring and tossing the box aside. "But now that we're here, none of it feels genuine enough. I love you so much that it literally hurts. My heart aches when you're not around, and I can't get enough air into my lungs if I can't see you. I spent this entire day preparing a dinner date and romantic gestures, and it was pure torture because I was too busy to hold your hand or kiss you. I would embrace death with you by my side, but I would truly die if we were apart. And I hope we never have to be, so please marry me, Stevie."
It takes everything in Steve to not interrupt Eddie with a kiss, but he somehow stays strong until the end. "Yes, of course, absolutely, now kiss me already," Steve says, grabbing Eddie's collar and yanking him close. He hears a surprised noise and almost apologizes when Eddie bites Steve's bottom lip and pushes a hand into his hair. Steve sighs softly, leaning fully onto Eddie and tasting the remnants of his toothpaste.
When Steve is just about to push Eddie down on the bed, he breaks the kiss and flashes a huge grin, his sharp canines in full view, and Steve has to stop himself from starting another kiss so he can drag his tongue against them. "I still have to put the ring on," Eddie says.
"Well, be quick about it. I wasn't done kissing you," Steve says, holding his left hand out and feeling inexplicably grounded when Eddie slips the ring onto his finger.
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#steddie#steddie fic#addams family steddie#addams! eddie munson#steve harrington#eddie munson#dustin henderson#this one is definitely shorter#but it's more like set-up for the wedding part ngl#so it's okay lmao#the tag list can't hold any more people btw i'm so sorry#i did try to squeeze everyone i could
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YOOO EPIC THE MUSICAL x LIFE SERIES AU THINGGG
this post is made specifically for @patches4thechaos no one else (/j)
It’s kind of (???) like a masterpost of this AU, but like badly structured and I haven’t made good reference sheets just some color palettes next to some ok drawings I suppose (I am very much going to redraw them just not soon maybe idk) SO UH HERE ROLES AND WHY I PICKED THEM
Odysseus - Joel
Notes - Idk he was the only one I could safely use because he ACTUALLY HAS A WIFE. Also it’s fun to be different. Though using him as Zeus is also like really fitting. Oh well. You get all the trauma Joel.
Penelope - Lizzie
Notes - I’m sorry Lizzie you’re cool and badass but unfortunately you’re also Joel’s wife and Pen is Ody’s wife. I do like to dream you videotape him killing all the sutiors though.
Telemachus - Hermes
Notes - I literally have no idea who this guy is except he’s vaguely bird-like from fandom perception and also Joel’s son. But he fits the son role pretty well from what I see. (He’s in Empires btw)
Eurylochus - Martyn
Notes - Bro needs more main roles- Like he’s the least popular Life Series winner (which isn’t a low bar all of them are like super popular) but honestly I made Ren Polities and was like “Welp the only only valid option for Eurylochus is Martyn” and rolled with it.
Polities - Ren
Notes - Ren is a happy-go-lucky joyous boy and I think more people need to recognize that like bro is walking through life confused af but dam happy about it I’ll tell you. Everyone is like “Red King angst angst angst” like he has no idea what’s going on at all times.
Polyphemus - Bdubs
Bdubs is the only viable option for Polyphemus like animal-obsessed and murderous? Who else? Also he has a giant horse demon.
Aeolus - Skizz
Notes - He seems the popular choice, and his goofy demeanor and angelic fandom traits really show why. I have a really vivid mental image of his giant angelic form flapping its wings and pushing the ships with giant gusts of wind. It’s my second favorite moment in all of this.
Circe - Gem
Notes - Actually, I can’t take credit for this one, I saw someone with a different EPIC AU who put her as Circe and using skulk instead of seduction in There Are Other Ways and I was like “GENIUS” and stole it. She fits pretty well.
Hermes - Scar
No other viable option. Especially the fandom meme of Hermes selling drugs to Odysseus, seems like something Scar would do. Also the fun beat and Hermes’s other song “Dangerous” is definitely his vibe like seriously.
Tiresias - Grian
Notes - I have so much unnecessary angsty lore that has nothing to do with actual Tiresias like he was barely twenty when he died but grew up in the underworld, he was forced into being a preist to the Secret Keeper (watcher robes and stuff) and is familiar with a lot of the gods because he’s a prophet. I also have a bunch of desert duo shit (obviously).
Siren - BigB
Notes - Honestly an arbitrary choice, but my main inspiration was Double Life and how he “pretended” to be Grian’s soulmate. Like, this is a completely different situation but like same concept. Ha you fuck up big time B.
Scylla - Pearl
Notes - Look the giant serpent heads are Pearl’s wolf pack Joel’s head is illuminated but the blood moon reflected in the water before they dock and walk through a dark cave and like his face is bathed in the blood of the moon and in the end the blood of his comrades THE SYMBOLISM. The “drown in your sorrow and tears” LIKE DOUBLE LIFE YALL I CANT.
Antinous - idk honestly
Notes - HE’S EVIL AND A JERK IDK
Calypso - Iskall
Notes - Yoooo our one of our only non-lifers- I guess he doesn’t really count for a Life Series AU but like he was too perfect Calypso being like “Noooo why are you breaking up with me” and Odysseus being like “WE WERE NEVER TOGETHER” real Iskall and Joel coded relationship.
Zeus - The Secret Keeper
Notes - The only problem with this one is Thunder Bringer because he seems a lot more like just a guy there (an all powerful jerk guy but that’s besides the point) and less like an omnipotent divine deity which is what I was going for with the Secret Keeper in the Horse and the Infant and God Games.
Athena - Cleo
Notes - I saw her sometimes depicted with snake hair like Medusa and ya know Athena turned Medusa into a gorgon so I thought “Hey what if Cleo was Athena and her hair turned into snakes when she’s angry” like in My Goodbye and the “hold your tongue” scene in God Games. I gave her dreads so it’s a smoother transition.
Poseidon - Etho
Notes - Another arbitrary choice! I must blame this on my Ethubs brain like this AU is actually mostly based on Last Life (or at least the relationships) so like red life Bdubs being almost killed by Joel would really piss him off. But also in Limited Life Bdubs is technically Etho’s son so you could take it as that. (Sorry Boat Boys shippers I actually really considered putting him as Calypso)
Apollo - Jimmy
Notes - Now we’re getting into the really arbitrary choices. This was mostly a color match, and Jimmy seems like the kind of guy to own a bunch of cows and throw a hissy fit when one of them is killed.
Hephaestus - Tango
Notes - Actually, I had Tango for Hephaestus in my head for a while. Idk he just has inventor vibes that would very obviously be angry at Joel’s basically sacrifice of his entire crew.
Aphrodite - Scott
Notes - This was mostly an excuse so I could put Scott in like flowy beautiful clothing also he seems like the kind of guy to be the god of love like bro is very gay.
Ares - Impluse
Notes - I… have no good reasoning for this. Impulse in my head is actually one of the chillest of all the Lifers but he seems like he could get very scary if he was ever actually angry.
Hera - Mumbo
Notes - And here we are, the winner of all the arbitrary choices I made for this AU. Man. Idk he had that one hipster outfit and Hera gives off very 80’s hipster vibes. Maybe that’s what he’ll wear. Huh. This only came to mind like now
This was all supposed to be meant for just me so if it’s confusing then uh sorry
Bam the ok references I have you didn’t expect me to have every character did you naw I’m too lazy for that
Don’t mind the terribly scribbled notes on any of them either pfft um
a couple doodles (Scar cameo lol) (click for full image on the second one)
Looking back on it I made those references MONTHS ago Ren’s cape looks so goofy
Less of a Life Series AU and more of a Hermit-Life-Empires AU um IM STILL CALLING AND TAGGING IT EPIC THE MUSICAL x LIFE SERIES THO
And I swear if you make any fanart tag me or I will hunt you down (/lh) (Probably not gonna be fanart but JUST IN CASE)
#I am not tagging all those characters no thank you#life series#life series au#epic the musical x life series AU#trafficblr
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seeing your clowns made me go feral since my fixation is cringe and clown flavored
Who let you cook like that who let you cook AUTHHFFH UR ART IS SO COOL IM BEING DRAGGED AWAY
You’re hatching is so fucking inspiring since it’s soMETHING I try to do in my own work I LOVE UR ART
would it be fine to ask what brushes you use? I love ur values also, you’re so so good at shapes and form WAAAA I LOVE UR STUFF. I did dig up an old ask you made iirc, but I’m not sure if it’s changed
Hey! Thank you very much. I'll go through the brushes I use for each program: Drawpile
From what I understand most of these are MyPaint brushes... but I only know them as drawpile brushes because that's what I use. Main ones I've used lately is Irregular Ink and a default brush for coloring
I don't really change the size of irregular ink much and the pressure doesn't matter that much. It has high stabilization which I haven't changed, but I'm sure you could get away with lowering it. For the other brush I'm pretty sure it's a default one that I slightly tweaked (drawpile is a bit bad about communicating what brush exactly you are using to you.) I quite like it because it feels like playing with clay, makes it easy to map out the volume. I use it for those lineless pieces I do from time to time too. I change its size a lot while drawing. I've also used these two, one of the pencil brushes and a second one I stole from Jokioro that I have no idea what is called
I used the first one for the D'arce I did a while ago and the recent VTMB piece. It's great at emulating sketchy graphite pencils, I like layering it to do multi-colored hatching rendering. The second one I don't know how to use super well yet but it's probably my fourth most used as of late. It works very weirdly so if you wanna figure out how to make it work I recommend looking at how Jokioro draws. Clip Studio I bounce around a lot with all the brushes, but I use a loooot of stuff from the Frenden pack. Mainly Meeko Leako for lining and even coloring, it has a great texture to it, very fun
This has been my most used brush for years. It's great for super straight lines and produces a great difference in value between quick lines and thick lines. I haven't used it as much since I picked up drawpile more recently, but it's amazing! Other than that I use the default G-pen when I just want simple lines without much texture
It's a bit ugly at a glance but I think if you lock in it's great for super clean lines, just trying to get the point across without much noise. I also like coloring with it at times, when I'm going lineless. SAI Binary pen. Use the binary pen. It's the best brush ever made
It just feels super right to draw with it, it's so simple but it makes your lines look super slick, and it's just a binary pen. I guess they just got the behavior down perfect for it. But yeah, love this brush. IRL I've always used these archival ink pens in different sizes for basically everything I've done traditionally, and of course just a simple number 2 pencil for sketching and such. I've used a bit of charcoal recently, and been wanting to deep into darker pencils for detail, but this is still the default. I also will probably try out dip pens sometime

That's all I can think of immediately, but I always like to mess around to try and find another great brush, and you should do the same even if you end up using these a lot.
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Okay these are the head cannons I have so far, and yes I will always add more 🙏🏻🙏🏻
Herbert West headcanonnons:
a gay or unlabeled trans man
also aroace
AuDHD
Hates loud noises or bright lights specifically
Clenches his jaw or grates his teeth when he sleeps
Rarely ever remembers to shower but also needs everything around him to be clean
Despises coffee but if he had to drink it, he would either drink it purely black and probably like the bottom of the coffee pot or so much sugar it’s insane
He secretly has a sweet tooth (PLS HEAR ME OUT ON THIS)
Literally only wears suits and will sometimes sleep in them
Doesn’t remember to take care of himself like ever
he loves compression socks (once again just hear me out)
He wears sock garters
smells like either mold/corpses or hand sanitizer, no in between.
he has two different handwriting, one that is like a mix of cursive and his normal in pen, and really shitty writing in pencil.
Rarely would ever care for music but he would occasionally go with classical
LOVES the rain/thunderstorms
Wanted to study archeology when he was younger (I’m projecting)
will go through math equations when he gets bored or stressed
Definitely stims, but specifically hand taps, leg taps, facial movements, and scrunching his hands or opening and closing his hands into a fist shape, or swaying/pacing.
He also Stims by breaking the fuck out of No.2 pencils and sometimes even pens if he’s stressed out/agitated enough
He fidgets with his tie and watch a lot, especially when he’s nervous, it’s one of the only ways you can tell he’s on edge
Either can’t sit still for hours or will be so silent/still you won’t notice he’s there.
Has a collection of encyclopedias that are really fucking old.
Will read fiction on very, and I mean VERY rare occasions. They will most likely be science fiction too.
Gruber was 100% a father figure for him.
Genuinely couldn’t give less of a fuck about your opinion on him unless you say something about his work.
did his own top surgery with perfect performance and had guidance from Gruber
Doesn’t drink much besides water or just well nothing, but will have some tea on occasion.
I also like the idea of him liking 7 up from the cut scene because it’s silly
used to wear socks with fun yet sophisticated designs on them in high school.
He definitely dressed like your average high school nerd when he was younger, suspenders and all.
Used to have glasses that would make his eyes look 10x bigger
His vision is absolute shit without his glasses, basically a male Velma.
also I think it’s silly to say he did ballet when he was younger (reference to the bride commentary)
used to have his hair a bit more shoulder length in high school
literally sleeps with one single pillow and a sheet. Also his bed feels like a rock when you lay on it. (He never fucking sleeps)
actually really enjoys nature and not just in the experimental environment way, but you would have to water board that info out of him.
Genuinely wants some kind of reptile as a pet.
he has so many random facts on the most niche things you could possibly not want know/hear about.
Genuinely likes the color green, but more of a forest green and not bright ass neon.
has gone camping ONCE.
has a specific routine for everything and will breakdown if it doesn’t go accordingly
never ever shows his meltdowns to anyone but himself
Has gone to the psych ward during his time in Switzerland after Grubers death
Doesn’t trust psychiatrists
this one I think is just funny to me but he has tried to read fiction with magic and shit and HATES IT. Read love craft and he had called that man out for his writing and bigotry so many times to Gruber and probably Dan.
Has the most manic laugh/giggle you’ve ever heard
smiles with his teeth if he’s being an asshole, almost like the Cheshire Cat, smiles with his mouth closed in a tight line when he’s sarcastic or annoyed, only has smiled genuinely like twice.
Hates showing emotions, even negative ones. He prefers to seem entirely neutral unless provoked
never looks himself in the mirror
hates going to the barber shop and prefers to cut his own hair
Literally cannot legally drive
Speed walks, he cannot walk at a normal pace ever.
Enjoys puns and jokes but only if he’s the one making them.
Death glares that could kill a man if it were possible.
thinks he’s very clever but sometimes he really is just stupid 🙁
thinks logically but not rationally
His morals are so fucking grey, like he has his lines he won’t ever cross but besides that, he does not give a fuck at all
He sits with his legs crossed or he sits like a bird perched on a branch, no in between
He either really loves or really hates small spaces
loves curling his body into himself or have his chested puffed out really proudly once again, no in between
He has SERIOUS back problems, and has kinda bad posture
He paces so much that it freaks Dan out sometimes
Talks to himself a LOT
If he lets himself relax, he often does crossword puzzles or just reads medical textbooks and highlights the misinformation in them
does actually care for Dan, just has a really hard and shitty way of showing it
Finds the realism art movement very interesting, and did a lot of research on Eakins to understand how to draw anatomy for his subjects
#jeffrey combs#reanimator#bride of reanimator#herbert west#80s horror#beyond reanimator#danbert#headcannons#headcanon
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Too many changes in my life too quick.
Also, got another reminder that I’ve been constantly underpaid in my professional life. Which means I’ve still not recovered fully from the huge hit to my ego the Worst Boss Ever™️ did to me nearly 5 years ago. Which sucks. Thought I was doing better. Thought I’d finally realized how I deserve so much better. Still work to do, huh? (This job is still good. That’s the thing. I’ve learned the reason getting new hires for this position is so hard is because new law graduates in this area are starting at numbers I’ve never touched. That, uh, kinda hurts. Especially since I know how fuckin’ (over-)qualified I am.)
Add in some existential dread from the fact that my brain keeps telling me I’m going to be alone and forgotten. Which is a fucking lie. Even if I never get married, my niblings are too awesome to ever let that happen.
My former boss’s wake is the first day of the family vacation. His funeral is the second. So I’m not going on the vacation. I’d love to take a day trip or a weekend and go somewhere, instead, but the only reason I could afford the vacation after, y’know, new car, was the split costs.
Speaking of my new car, it got a nasty scratch 🥺. I think from my backpack, given the shape and proximity to the door (it goes up and down in pretty much the exact pattern of my hoisting it on my shoulder…) I can’t see metal, but I don’t thing it will just buff out, either…
So, yeah, brain is in low-key panic mode.
Best solution is to paint, but I’m dog-sitting for my sister and her family starting tomorrow, so I need to clear the house of anything that won’t be safe for the goober to get into or knock over. He’s wonderful, but a German Shorthaired Pointer aka a whirlwind with legs.
And my dogs need walking tonight. So that’s another half hour+ after work accounted for.
I’m trying to be driven more by my likes than my wants, and I keep reminding myself there’s still sunshine and birds and God is good. But again, brains are hard to fully control. Especially one that’s decided to panic.
So
I’m going to set a timer for 10 minutes. I’m going to grab my sketchbook. And I’m going to draw. Something fun. Something with pen, maybe color. Something that makes me smile.
I’m gonna straighten up the house tonight.
I’m going to go to bed early and I’m going to pick up my sister’s dog tomorrow after work for a weekend of chaos.
And I’m going to love it.
Wow. Just writing this all out has helped. Nice. I guess sometimes you really do just have to grit your teeth and make yourself hope.
#fury's life#personal#fury’s a lawyer#at least in this case#I chose the job based on benefits other than pay#like the pay is nice but that’s not why I came here#but wow#apparently the fact that I think the pay is good is sad#because that’s how skewed my perception of what I should be paid is#thanks Ed
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finally finished, and this one may be my best custom yet: introducing the HG Gundam Zabanya (Last Stand Ver.)!





this one's been a looooong time coming, and what a fun ride it was!! the top shelf of my first gunpla display case has, naturally, always been reserved for 00 kits (and sometimes their build fighters/divers variants—looking at you, cherudim saga and 00 diver arc), and with the current setup i have in there, i knew that i probably only had room for one more gundam, so that gundam damn well better be a good one.
and oh my god was this a good one. full breakdown under the cut.
the build itself, being a high grade from 2010, wasn't really anything special, but who cares about that, i got to try out WEATHERING for the first time! weathering fucking rules. you take your marker ink and the shittiest, stiffest paintbrush you own and you just absolutely go to town. how could i not love that. brilliant exercise, gorgeous final product, this will definitely not be the last time i do this to a kit.
the gold, silver, gunmetal, metallic red, bright metallic green, and some of the white was also handpainted, and the crystal over the forehead sensor was sharpie-dyed with navy blue. this kit comes with a ton of stickers for color accuracy (a common issue with HG 00 kits) but thanks to all this paintwork i ended up barely using any of them.
that snazzy gun comes as a donation from my spare parts box, since i wasn't really a fan of the two rifles that come with the base kit. i honestly have no idea what kit it's originally from (EDIT: i have now been informed that it was MG kyrios's submachine gun), but it was basically one solid hunk of grey plastic with a single green sticker on it before i jazzed it up with all the gunmetal and the weathering.
this kit also served as a trial run for my new DSPIAE gunmetal brush pen, and i'm very pleased with how it looks and how it felt to use! if other DSPIAE markers are as good as this one, consider me sold. prone to scratching, though, so definitely a marker better served for accent pieces or parts you're not expecting to handle very much.
the cloak was just some cheap amazon purchase, i think. smelled awful for whatever reason. works great, though, especially once i roughed it up a bit with scissors. there's a little wire in the collar that keeps it scrunched shut around the head.
the ELS crystallization was done with the same trick i used on my ELS Brave: cut up a couple (in this case, two) spare beam saber blades into a variety of pointy shapes, glue 'em on, paint 'em silver.
i think the lore i was going for with this custom design was that this was from a version of A Wakening of the Trailblazer where the fight(s) with the ELS went on for much longer, thus prompting a more last-ditch, ragged appearance from zabanya (hence the name Last Stand). i'm sure setsuna will take care of things before those ELS crystals spread too much further, though...!
and, finally, since that big cloak and all those ELS crystals do cover up quite a bit, here's some photos i took of just the kit by itself in all its weathered glory.



with this, my MG dynames, and the cherudim saga type.y2k, i've finally built (a version of) all three lockon stratos gundams. here's hoping they make something new and fun for lyle to fly in 2027 (and then a tiny plastic version for me to put in my house!)
#spiritspeak#spiritsnaps#gunpla#gundam 00#gundam 00 spoilers#exceedingly exceedingly proud of this one. what a fun project.
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