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All I could think of when drawing this was David Bowie's "As the World Falls Down":

“Wasn't too much fun at all But I'll be there for you As the world falls down Falling As the world falls down Falling Falling in love”

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Inktober third!

You know I had no idea about CRinktober until a few days ago, when I had already finished and queued this. How funny that the third prompt on that list should be “armour”, when Yasha wears nothing at all in this drawing x) Yasha and her sword casually waiting for the M9 in the bath house is so iconic (I have no idea about swords either btw, so it probably looks very wrong) 

[ID: a watercolour and ink drawing of Yasha from critical role, She sits in the water - eyes closed, a serious, but relaxed expression on her face, and resting both her arms on the ledge of the bath. Resting upright against her left arm is a sword. Her long hair, that fades from black at the roots to white at the tips, flows over her bare chest into the water, where it swirls lightly. /End ID]

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I'm hungover and want to post *something* so it's time for a doodle dump C2 edition. Some are actually wips now, but others are going to remain doodles. (I might have a hyperfixation on the Kryn ok....)

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Thinking fondly of Candela Obscura today. I know CR is working on a lot at the moment and there are other things to watch but I *will* catch the next Circle in my open jaws like a beach dog catching a frisbee.

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Expositor Beauregard

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a little Essek casting lightning bolt i drew a while back! referenced from an in-game screenshot where he looked very flourish-y and pleased with himself (presumably because it actually worked 🤭)

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pirate arc.................

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beauyasha doodles

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1. don’t leave

Don’t leave, Yeza thinks, every time Veth leaves.

Don’t leave, when she goes into the wilds of Xhorhas and leaves him in the city that imprisoned him, in a tavern room he has no claim on and can’t pay for, don’t leave when she comes to Nicodranas for an hour, don’t leave when she gives their son a crossbow and promises to bring back gold.

Don’t leave when she drops the spell and the goblin’s face appears from beneath, the toothy grin, the green skin. Don’t leave when she devours a chicken leg down to the bone, pulls off every shred of meat and leaves her vegetables untouched. Don’t leave when she talks of platinum and diamonds. Don’t leave when she talks of war.

Don’t leave. Be Veth. Don’t leave.

2. trembling hands

Beau has heard of trembling hands. She always figured it was a poetic thing, like the wine-dark sea, or starry eyes. There’s a fluttery feeling around the diaphragm, when she’s nervous - that’s probably what it means.

Her hands are always steady. She can be afraid or angry or hell, asleep ten seconds ago, and she’ll hit what she’s punching and she’ll hit it square. She can take notes while she’s seething and they look the same as any other time. Her heart betrays her, but her hands never do. That’s why she’d rather use them than any weapon that might break.

So it’s weird, to watch Caduceus’s hands shake as he pours the tea, and think his are the steady pair around here.

3. defy

The clouds clear and at first, that’s all. I look at the woman who is looking at me, her hands pressed to the sides of my face, and her expression brightens. I say, danke. She says, shh.

I shh. I sit quiet. She’s an adult, in an unfamiliar uniform, and I’m not sure how I came to be sitting here with her working a spell over me, so I do what I’m told. She looks around like she expects to be in trouble. I hope it’s not something I did wrong. I’m in enough trouble -

I’m in enough trouble -

I look at my hands and my nails are too long and my writing callus isn’t there. There’s hair brushing the back of my neck. I swallow and I almost bite my tongue on the extra teeth at the back of my mouth. I have wisdom teeth, when did I grow wisdom teeth, how long have I been here how long since I didn’t graduate how long how long -

The woman is led away by the staff and when I see her again there’s nothing in her eyes. I don’t speak to her. I don’t speak to anyone. I listen to the screaming in my head and I spend my nights awake, piecing together my memories like a history exercise, keeping my tears silent. I’m good at that. We all learned to be.

I do what I’m told. I eat the meals they give me, I wear the clothes they help me into. I’m in so much trouble and I did something awful but I’m in trouble because I couldn’t do it right and it’s -

they’re -

they’re never going to let me go. if they find out I can think again, they’ll take it all away. I’m supposed to stay here. I’m supposed to drift in those easy clouds and never remember what I did and why I did and it didn’t hurt in the clouds but it’s been so long. There are so many years in the mirror that I missed. There’s a lie in my head.

I lie awake, touching my tongue to my wisdom teeth.

I’m not going to do what I’m told.

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«It took us some time to get there, but we found our rhythm.»

Art by @loliwobbles

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pledge

(caduceus for @adorkastock's draw everything june - day 7!)

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some lovely ocs from friends that I posted on my bsky they belong to @augentrust, @kmackatie, @zmeess and @firefrightfic

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I finally submitted this one to the CritRole weekly gallery. I drew it to give to Liam O'Brien when we met him on free comic book day and omg I was so nervous but he was very gracious. What a lovely human.

The piece was done in CSP with some effects in PS and is a redraw of a nouveau ad for electricity form the turn of the 19th century.

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Caleb Widogast | Critical Role fan art for my ongoing PC project.

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okay but a situation where Caleb goes through basically an Identify marathon, identifying several items before settling into studying or whatever

then Cad is like “I think that’s enough, for now,” and hand him say, a bowl of soup, only for Caleb to reflexively cast Identify on that too.

then later a sort of reverse where he’s super wrapped up in whatever he’s doing and someone hands him something to identify but his brain is on Hungry Exhausted Wizard Mode and the item goes straight in his mouth before he Realizes

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I just think he’s neat!

A wip of essek feeling the m9 love

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How Yasha squares up for an arm wrestle lmao. hair down no eye contact. natural twenty.