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The years sure do fly by, don't they?

Art request by @lazycandice, wrapped up in a pretty little blue bow for her birthday🎂💕

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Been dipping in and out of games to get some creative spark back, and ironically enough these doodles were a year ago😅😂😭 Whelp, here's to me steadily clearing out my drawing app one-by-one in 2025😔🫩🍵🍀✨

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The Black "Moon"

"You're telling a second realm native that their island's black moon was beautiful last night."

"They tell you that there are no moons in the abyss."

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In Memory Of Another Life

"Maybe in another life, I would have saved you, and we would have been happy. But you're gone—you have been for a long time now, and I only have myself to blame for you leaving me with just the memories of our time, and never you."

Concept & Portrait:

When I made more of my OC later on (I just have to fit her in the campaign's lore), she was supposed to be played in a public campaign with a friend's friends, though that didn't quite work out, and now I have a character that I'll be reworking into an open world story with my beloved friends instead =w=

Would have to shed the medieval fantasy themes; she's going into a post-apocalyptic world, after all

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To one of my beloved friends, M.R.S.❣️

Now that I'm finally free from this semester, although I still have to take care of paperwork for the next semester (oh gods), I'll get to have time for the things I want to do—one of which is drawing, aHA

Many hopes and loves for my Belle-loved friend on this fine day =ヮ=

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Q^Q

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The irony in how I finished sketching and digitalizing HH Lucifer in a couple hours and a week, respectively, whereas it took me a month to get done with HH Emily for the art trade with my friend @lazycandice

Said friend is also the same person whom I dedicate these pieces to lmao (we met up in person for the first time and she asked me to draw that sketch of "the man, the myth, the legend" in her sketchpad =w=)

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The way my friend just drags me into brainrot over several things and we haven't even gotten to that point of the lore in-game— /lh

Anyway, enjoy my brief burst of motivation to do a quick animatic among the throes of my busy schedule =w=

Characters featured: Pia – lady in a ponytail and fingerless gloves; the one who asks Civic – "lady" with decorated horns; the one who waits

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Been roleplaying with my friend's OCs and this is one of them getting outfitted in the shop of my own OC =w=

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It's that time of my life again, folks (a.k.a. my friend dragging me into a feast for thought that swings between a brainrot and a brainstorm) /aff /hj

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I LOVE MY OC SO MUCH; LOOK AT HIM ENJOYING HIS TEASHSHBSHSHSHSJJSNZ /AFF /JOV

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Top ten designs you wouldn't see me draw the exact same way again (and that's for the hair alone) /lh /hj

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Me when I drew my OC once upon a time and then I never draw them again-

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In a place as quiet as this garden, the silence was swept away by soft clicks like the waving of the clouds around the Starlight Desert.

The vet that had been hanging around there long enough to be regarded as a florist, instead of tending to the flowers like she usually does to pass the time, was found holding a rectangular object as she aimed the diamond-rimmed lens towards flowers and the like, and sometimes even the pavilion whilst she moved backwards carefully.

"What are you doing-?"

Wis blinked as she turned around on the heels of her boots, which resulted in her catching her own face staring back at her.

No, wait. That's her twin brother.

Watcher sighed as he crossed his arms, a soft smile playing on his expression at Wis's slightly startled face.

"Is that the camera from this Season?" He eyes the device in her hands, his pose now shifting to a more laid-back position. "I've been hearing about it from the archivists– and well, I guess just about from everyone around me."

"I don't doubt it." A chuckle from his twin sister makes him look back at her. "We have cubes that record memories of our selves, but this is the first we get to have something that allows us to capture others' singular moments in time."

"We only have our memories, and if we choose to, our stories to pass on about those who were around us once. And…" Her grip tightens lightly around the camera. "…even though we have verbal passings, the notes we've written, the illustrations we've drawn, and even memory cubes to store their memories, being able to take pictures is…"

"…is like being able to see them again and again…" As Watcher continued Wis's thoughts, both twins looked to the stars above them. "…and with pictures, it's like getting to introduce them to the people who are with you in the present, even when they're no longer around to make that possible."

"…yeah." Wis breathed in the cold air of the desert, her arms now wrapped around the camera as she pressed it against her chest as if it would subdue the ache in her core. "It's quite greedy, isn't it? To want to keep more of someone who couldn't be here…"

It has been nine Seasons since then, and there have been many things she wished she was able to save during that time.

A good memory, an achievement, a silly and foolish moment…a friend.

"I wanted to have all of their memories, hahaa…" It was such a strained laugh that perfectly matched with the tight smile Wis wore. As much as she didn't want to tear up right there, it was ironic that her makeup features blue raindrops below her eyes.

"They were so cute." Her chest moves heavily as she made a long, deep sigh just before she continued on. "I wished I could show you beyond my stories; how their curiosity would lead them to feel most often in awe, or at times lost and even afraid."

"Their first spirit, their first accessory, their first cape, and even the first time they met their guardian."

"The things that caught their eye and often caused them to let go of my hand, their favorite places to be, and the friends they made."

All of it.

"I wanted all of my memories of them to be something I can hold and show to you all." Wis smiled down at the camera in her hands. "It's a shame that this kind of option wasn't quite available back then."

Her twin watches her for a moment, letting the silence of the garden hover over them as the two of them listen to it…

Until Watcher stretched his arms up as he let out a "well", before crossing it behind his head. "Even when you can't take their pictures from back then, you can always take the pictures of those who are going to be here."

"It's a new Season, and there's going to be a bunch of moths streaming in. I know you've retired, but I'm sure the guides won't mind having a helping hand around."

Wis giggled at the suggestion.

"I'll have to pass, Watcher, and- shouldn't it be you who has to lend a helping hand?" She tilted her head at her twin, and playfully winked at him. "Sir Wasteland Watcher who has only guided a single moth?"

"Hey."

Seeing Watcher take a small bit of offense at her tease got another giggle out of her, and she turns back to the flowers she was aiming at.

"Hm, and besides…" The wistful florist raised up the camera to her eye level. "While I can't take the pictures of the moths I've had the short time to guide, there's also the ones who have been with me since a very long time ago, isn't there?"

"There's you, Ox Wiz, Blue…" Click. "…and, even though it hasn't been that long since I met them, there's also Kiri, Raisin, H.K., Maddie, and that little cutie who likes crabs and you–"

"Can't you just leave that part out-"

​​​​​​​Giggle.

"–so, even when I'm sad that the others would remain as just stars in the night sky for the rest to see whenever they look up, I'm happy you're all here so we could take all the pictures we want together."

"…"

"Me too."

"I'm happy we're all here, with all our friends to fly with us in this kingdom and those twinkling in the sky that watch over us."

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So I was watching a friend play COTL's DLC and-

This was my immediate thought about how that shoe got lost /lh /hj

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I've decided that I should keep the lineart to full pieces (or at least to ones that don't involve much coloring/shading/lighting), so the concepts are pretty much going to be just coloured shots of my sketchbook pages lmao

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A lone, mysterious door stands on its hinges leading to nowhere. Or does it? You wouldn't know unless you turn the knob.

But when you do, remember to say your greetings to the White Lady keeping shop inside.

From left to right setting: afternoon, sunset, evening, midnight, and sunrise.