#its a work in progress okay ??

[re-imagine]

Who dat?

[starlightnoelle]

do yall fuck with big titty fox moms

[arinmoss]

another Astarion wip :3c

[hudson-fabulous-hornet]

> Old men who can't go three seconds without being snarky to anyone four feet from them...

> I have no idea if cars have some grey base coat that's temporary like the human equivalent to casting but if so thats so epicsauce. Comics are not for the weak (Me I am the weak).

[ionaillustration]

WIP// this week I will go feral for macdennis but. women edition

☀️ my comms are open!! ☀️

[fatedroses]

And some days, I just wish you wouldn't look at me at all.

[localgardenweed]

They are taking over

[caprart1]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I LOVE ANIMATING

Ignore that I haven't drawn his hand yet, I'm busy tweaking out

Wip!!

[thewhizzyhead]

ya know, what made epic the musical such a joy for me personally is seeing it actually develop throughout its 4-5 year long history and I don't just mean like from the ground up and everything. I mean it in a way as someone who immediately clocked Jorge Rivera-Herrans as a fellow playwright heavily inspired by Lin Manuel Miranda's style - which fucking meant of course most of the early publicized drafts of epic were raps because of course they are (this is not meant to be a slight because like I totally get him)!

But like actually seeing Jorge apply the lessons in LMM's writing into his own original style that is befitting to the story he wants to tell - and not only that, he literally took his audience along with him on his journey with every tried-and-tested demo and audition and everything, and the actual pre-production and production process of writing an album is something we don't usually get at all, especially in something as extensive as a musical concept album!

Like what really had EPIC make it's mark on the internet and on musical theatre (especially INDIE MT) is that it was a literal Odyssey of sorts - the creation of this entire fucking thing was a journey from beginning to end and we were all invited to witness it from behind the scenes while also having many artists among fans be a part in its creation one way or another, while also observing how Jay had his own artistic development throughout - from someone whose epic was quite obviously heavily stylized after Hamilton, into an artist whose style he can call truly his own.

I have so much more to say on how and why epic became such an iconic piece of work and perhaps being the first MT work in 2020 to truly define the decade, but all in all let's just say I'm glad to have witnessed the growth of an artist - and I'm excited to see what art this will inspire in turn.

[gifti3]

i finished book 2 for twc last night and i think book 3 is the last one before i catch up??

[ladyzamos]

Posting so little that I'm basically dead online. Art block suuuucks. I offer this meager WIP to prove that I'm still alive. Don't look too close. I take no responsibility for any harm that is incurred by looking at this ✨garbáge✨

Will I ever complete this? Nobody knows.

[chipfunk-art]

used a coloring page to turn my pony sona Cicadaeze into a g3 pony bc its my favorite artstyle and I LOVE the sparkley wings all the pegasi have.

[wings-0f-sorrow]

ykw i don't usually do this but here's a wip of another custom outfit I made for pyrrha that im drawing bc it's really cute :-) [I'll put the in-game screenies of it under the cut]

here they are :3 pardon if any of the cropping is weird

[arinmoss]

im sick in da brain

[not-youranswer]

Hi guys! I started to write my first fanfic because I need to get this idea out of my head. 🫠 It's basically going to be about Andrew and Neil meeting on their mid-twenties, Andrew is still with Kevin and they've gone pro. Neil is working as a tailor/shopkeep in high end tailor shop. It's about the intimacy of taking the measurements from an interesting guy and the fleeting touches and the yearning. (I hope)

I'm going to post the first part under the cut and I would love if someone could give me some feedback! 😩🙏🙏

The smallest bell above the old oak door tinged, as Kevin ushered Andrew inside the mysterious tailor shop.

"My my Day, getting chivalrous in your old age?" Andrew asked, with what could be called a sneer as he took in the shop.

It was dark in tones, but not devoid of light. Old and slightly worn wooden structures held few sample suits, with more arrays of fabric samples that Andrew thought was possible. Kevin huffed behind him as Andrew reached out for a few samples. The fabric was silky smooth, feeling more like liquid than what-could-be-garment.

"Don't patronize me." Kevin said behind him, crossing his arms. "We both know you never would've come here if it wasn't for me practically dragging you in here. And this event is /important/. All the biggest sponsors are in attendance and we both know that you /need/ new ones. And you need the perfect suit to go with it to give the proper impression."

Andrew tried to tune out Kevin's much heard speech about this god-forsaken sponsorship event, being weirdly thankful after he heard some scuffling up ahead.

Small, well compared to Kevin at least, old and wily man appeared from behind a curtained wall where Andrew could only assume the fitting rooms were. His grey eyes were sharp and calculating under his dark and bushy eyebrows, and it made Andrews skin crawl. His hair was thick and coarse next to his ears but thinning and greying near the top. His age made him hunched over a bit, but he still held himself proudly and clearly with hidden strength.

Andrew decided not trust this man and pushed his hands in his pockets while Kevin stepped forward, his almost-best paparazzi smile on his face.

'"Aah young mister Day!" the older man greeted him with a well-oiled smile, perfected for customer service and warmly shook Kevin's hand with both of his.

"Hello again mister Krawiec. I'm glad you could make time for us." Kevin smiled back with a small nod, until his eyes darted towards the back. "Is uh.. /he/ here?" He asked bashfully with a small nod towards the back.

The older man's eyes glinted after the question as he took a glance of Andrew.

"Yes yes, young master Nathaniel is indeed present. You wished for him if I'm not mistaken." He said with a sly smile.

Andrew wasn't sure what he thought about this whole.. young master-business the old man had going on, but he didn't let it show. He had perfected his press-facade of calm indifference after multiple notes from his coaches and one Kevin Day. He shifted his weight, uncomfortable with Krawiec's gaze.

"Yes, my friend Andrew here is not that.. accustomed to being taken care of by talented tailors and I know your skills here are beyond measure." Kevin smiled at the man who finally left Andrew alone while he nodded at Kevin.

"I shall fetch the young master to you." The old man nodded and turned on his heels.

Kevin turned to grin at Andrew who just raised one unimpressed eyebrow.

" 'Young master'? Now who does that remind me of ... Oh yeah!" Andrew glared "The slimy bottom feeder that is Rik-"

"It's not like that!" Kevin hissed, eyes darting after the older man.

"This is an old business, run by his family and they just have a certain way that things are done..!"

Andrew scoffed and opened his mouth for a witty retort of some sort, but was cut off by a clear and pleasant voice.

"I am most apologetic for making you misters wait. There was a-" The curtain parted and a head of auburn hair came through, followed by a tan young man with a slim build and neat, grey suit.

Andrew quickly scanned the new addition to the room, taking note of his scarred hands and face, missing a breath when noticing his piercing blue eyes that glinted dangerously within his calm facade. The arrivals full lips stretched into a mischievous grin after his eyes glided from Andrew to Kevin.

"You should've called me that you needed something from us! I wouldn't have bothered with all of this!" The arrival laughed and immediately slackened his tie while walking towards Kevin and giving him a tight squeeze of a hug.

Kevin returned to the hug with a small laugh.

"Someone needs to keep you in your toes or you're slacking" he grinned to the auburn haired man, whose eyes had zoned back on Andrew.

"I think I've had enough toeing around for one lifetime." He quipped and scanned Andrew shamelessly from head to toe, making the blond flush a bit, but he still answered the stare steadily.

"Who did you bring Kev?"

"Oh sorry!" Kevin floundered and gestured to Andrew.

"Andrew, this is Neil. Neil, this is Andrew, who is in /dire/ need of a suit."

It was curious to Andrew that this Neil-person didn't try to offer his hand, or even took a step forward, but simply nodded in acknowledgement while smiling slightly.

[dksartz]

Okay I started a new portrait of Bandit, and I added darker blue values and a touch of red to Astro's...