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Day 2 of Gloomverse Week: AU! It's fanart for the @gloomdritch AU :3
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another Yellow!
I think this is also @gloomdritch Yellow?
If I’m remembering right I mean
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Yellow! :D
this specifically is the version of Yellow from @gloomdritch ?
I think I got the right one
yeah ^^
she so pretty :3c
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#prisma is my biggest hobby... and my greatest fear.
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Hey Pri wanna be a Not Coward unlike certain OTHER Eldritch beings and kiss?
Physically speaking, that’s a bad idea.
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Hobo, how are you looking for them ?
I guess it may look like I’m doing nothing right now
...but it actually doesn’t matter if my body stays in place.
Think of it as multitasking astral projection.
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So Pri, were you and Yellow... you know... a thing ?
Seems like a sore topic.
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Purple and you look at each other, exchanging a silent communication. He nods silently.
“We should at least try to look for Evets while it’s not too dark yet,” he tells the young goddess. “Take a torch... so it’s not too dark?”
Hyacinth passes a hand through her hair— no, it’s not hair, isn’t it? She seems weary, but she nods with confidence. “Alright.” She climbs to her feet again, stretches, and smiles at Purple. “We cannot let the villagers know, though. They would look for me. We can light a torch further from the village.”
She slips back outside, and— none of the villagers noticed Purple, and nobody at all noticed you, so she’s the only one who needs to sneak out, uh. She crosses the boundary of trees, lets Purple through, and smooths the fern gently. Her magic glows emerald, soothing, and then it’s as if the greenery was never disturbed.
Her pace isn’t slow despite the thick undergrowth of the forest, which is a little difficult for you to follow. You’re not as tired as you should be. How many hours has this dream lasted? No weariness glows through your limbs, yet a hunger gnaws at you with increasing intensity.
Once Hyacinth decides you came far enough from the village, she stops. She caresses the trunk of a tree, and a low branch cleanly breaks off, a gift.
The wound on the tree scabs over and heals in seconds. You can’t see her face properly, but you think Hyacinth is smiling.
She holds out the branch, and under your eyes, a strange growth bursts out of it— some sort of mold, a devouring moss that glows with a soft blue hue. So this will be her torch.
Purple seems entirely enraptured by the display. You’d call him a nerd, but you’re also impressed.
Hyacinth doesn’t even pretend to need a hat or a wand. You’d thought it could be because this is a dream— but your gut tells you this is the real deal, as absurd as it is. Mancers are really cool when they’re not responsible for plaguing you with horrible visions! Yayyy.
“I need to ask you again. Do you have a clue about your friend Evets’ location?”
Purple hums and shakes his head. “I’m very sorry...”
“There is no need to be. I will simply...” She raises a hand, and the forest bristles around her. “—rely on my own eyes.”
Her eyes glow green, oh so briefly, and you feel weak in your arms and leg. Your mouth is dry, forcing you to swallow. There’s a sudden pressure on you, pushing you down with a force that makes you want to fight back against it.
“Rylie?” Purple hushes, “Are you alright?”
You nod silently. Perfectly fine! Could probably use a snack and some water, even though you don’t actually feel dehydrated. The open forest air is just working your appetite up. Probably. Probably.
“I believe I may have found them,” Hyacinth interjects. She stands straighter, and her voice sounds more... distant. “There is a strange presence, north of here...” She rotates on her heel to face a new direction. “A distortion... if you are not supposed to be here, then perhaps this is where they landed...”
Purple frowns. “A distorsion?”
Hyacinth starts walking without another word. Both Purple and you hurry after her. She marches straight ahead, no longer tiptoeing around fragile plants; the night seems to have brought a Hyacinth that demands all plantlife part from her path. Is she not as gentle as she seemed to be? Or are you simply seeing a different facet of her here?
You reach the edge of the forest faster than you expected, even scrambling after a goddess. When you look behind you, you can’t recognize the path you’ve just taken.
While you weren’t paying attention, Hyacinth’s torch lengthened until it became staff-life. “Purple,” she says, tapping it on the ground to demand Purple’s attention. “We are here.”
If nothing else she has a sense of style.
Curiously, the grass stops shortly after the line of trees. Ahead is a clearing of rock and dust instead. You can see trees again some distance away— It’s like a physical barrier had refused to let anything take root in this wide circle. Is this the distorsion she was talking about?
Hyacinth suddenly sways as if dizzy, or waking from a dream.
“Hyacinth?” Purple holds out his hands, unsure of whether the goddess needs support. She doesn’t lean on his offered help, relying on her makeshift staff instead.
“I am alright.” Purple doesn’t stop looking at her with concern, and you realize that right now, he is older than her— she’s your age, or around it, and you know how yourself are prone to hiding your feelings.
Hyacinth smiles. “I promise. This isn’t— I am in no danger. This power... easily makes one lose sight of what’s in front of them. I try not to rely on it more than necessary.”
She glances back at the forest. “We had a lot of ground to cover. It was much faster to use this way...” She speaks so low you think she must be speaking to herself. “Nevertheless.”
Her bare feet leave shallow footprints in the dust. “Something is wrong here. Something is interfering with my power... it saturates the earth. Nothing can grow.” She gazes upwards. At least in this clearing there is a perfect view of the stars.
You can’t see anything in this plane of dust, though. It’s just a flat, empty space. Or... should be?
You lick your lips.
Purple walks forward, scanning the clearing for footsteps or any sign of life. Maybe this place has nothing to do with Evets at all. There’s nothing to see here—
The night flares to life, a spiderweb of purple light crackling through space.
“Wh...what?”
Purple takes a step back, and the cracks fade like a dream. Holds out his hand— whatever he’s touching, it lights up like a candle whenever he’s in contact with it.
Hyacinth smiles. “Fascinating...” She holds her hand out as well, but nothing happens.
Purple doesn’t seem surprised anymore, but he doesn’t comment, either. “Could Evets be inside..?” he mumbles to himself, biting his lip.
You hope he’s safe, if he is... whatever this inside might mean. Is this crack a portal of some kind? Is that what distorsion means??? You’re going to need to sit down and needle Purple later—
They’re gone.
What.
One moment, Purple and Hyacinth are fiddling with that crack in the air, and the next, they’re gone. What kind of bullshit? Hello? Just leaving you behind like that? Where did they go?
...
“Did you know it could do that?”
This voice you don’t recognize, and yet you do. It sounds young, not too sweet, but not acid, either. Tastes like cool apple skin against your tongue, if you had to pick.
“No.” This voice you do recognize with certainty.
You whip around. There’s a teenager sitting in the dust, eyeing the lingering fissures with suspicion. Evets stands next to her, arms crossed.
You found him!
Except now Purple is gone.
Urgh.
They haven’t noticed you yet— should you try to make yourself known? But what if they can’t see you, like Hyacinth couldn’t..?
Or should you try to go after the other two through the crack between the stars...?
The number is 0040.
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GD!PRISMA STIMBOARD
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Inspired by @gloomdritch
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*screm*
you’ve already heard me rant about it so I’m just gonna say this is fantastic
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What’s this ?
It’s a lovingly made video animation for @gloomdritch‘s bday !! ✨
If you don’t know why it’s caramelldansen, you should give it a read :v
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aaa adorable...
Some fanarts for the gloomverse au @gloomdritch !
And another one, warning for teeth, scars and face horror :v
Afficher davantage
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Eldritchtober 2020
Annnd here’s part 2! You can see part 1 here.
The second half of a whole month of work, and a lot of fun :3
Pictures 17-31 under the cut. Commentary and some never seen before exclusive images included! The last few pictures are closer to teasers than random illustrations, though... >:3
Warning for glitches, body horror, excessive number of eyes, and (sfw) nudity in the last picture.
We start off with Pri! Glitches... with her they’re not entirely visual. It’s interesting that she glitched in canon too, because “this” was decided a very long time ago hehehe.
Pumpkin spice Cara! Or perhaps gold... All alone. I’ve gotten better at drawing them, so I really like this picture! I wonder what all these bubbles are? :3
You’ve already seen this character this month, but this is... a closer look. Their crystal teeth were a little tricky but very fun to draw! Now... who could this be?
Some days you just want to draw a pretty (ominous) sky...
Who’s watching in those snowy streets? Who’s lurking in the cold alleys? ...I’m watching the Nightmare Before Christmas and it’s contaminating my speech pattern.
Romans and countrymen, please lend me your ears There's some late-breaking news I know you'd like to hear But the papers won't print it And the TVs just won't air Nobody gets the word 'Cause there's nobody there...
You ever look at a prompt and go “how about no”? This is that prompt for me. Have a little snapshot of a canon scene, suspiciously devoid of hands ^^
Those clothes are Harold’s pajamas, btw.
Relevant to the last few updates, isn’t it...
That’s a dream bubble, because we’re in lockdown again, so I get to make homestuck jokes. Perhaps you’re being watched in your dreams...
This one is actually half inspired by a different fanart from ages ago— I drew a RWBY AU once. Same color scheme! I never used it but it was very cool so here it is in a slightly different form. I also like the theory that his hat is a mask...
ALRIGHT below are pictures that are directly relevant to past or upcoming Gloomdritch events, so I won’t be commenting on them. Enjoy and interpret!
We’re almost at the end... below is the "sexy” prompt one, I can’t double the read more so look past the black square at your own risk!
Nudity warning though nothing much is actually shown.
*turns on the lights* Tada!
The bi lights were actually an accident, but it looked really good, so I kept them! Fun fact, Petunia is canonically pan..! Nice. Love me so Qanon Queers.
Thank you for following this little project of mine! It was a lot of fun to make ^^
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Eldritchtober 2020
Wouldn’t you know it— This year I did a drawtober challenge, Eldritchtober!
They’re all themed after Gloomdritch, but they’re not all strictly canon, so only overthink them a little hahaha.
Pictures under the cut because there’s going to be a lot of them, obviously. I might need to do several posts. Since the people on discord have already seen most of this I decided to include some commentary as a bonus :3
Warning for the occasional body horror or excessive number of eyes. Also one implied nudity.
It took me a while to figure out what they’d wear, but Cara should canonically wear a suit. They look good in them.
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The perfect song is framed with silence; It speaks of places never seen. You hold your promise long forgotten, It is the birthplace of your dreams.
—Beyond, Daft Punk
POV you’re in a dream and you’re about to regret going to bed last night.
The amount of people who thought this said “hoe” instead of “hide” speaks more of the fandom than me, I think.
That’s a rendition of a canon scene, except for the clothes, because I’m too lazy to design his outfit. You get Generic Pants And Shirt sparkleboy.
I’d never drawn Raven before, so their design might change, but they’re a funky character you’ll meet eventually. Or who knows? Maybe you’ve already seen them...
Self indulgent shippy nonsense: the picture.
Her body is a temple! I actually traced that pose because it was 3 am. But I’m really happy with this one.
This joke was originally just a joke, and the original drawing had neither water nor text, but it’s a lot funnier this way so this is what you get.
Hi Nettle. Funky word you’re associated with. That bodes super well.
I call this little guy Lemon Cross. Will they canonically appear? Who knows! Maybe! They make .D faces when rping.
I initially drew the goopy kid too small, so I had to resize it... This is not as creepy as CQ drew it but I love the shadow effect.
SHE. SHE. SHE. This is her canon gd outfit but you won’t see her for a while :( She has a nickname and everything, I just can’t reveal it yet... Why can’t this story update faster? Oh. Wait.
You’ve seen me draw this character before... I wonder if you recognized them?
honestly the only thing I like about this doodle is the moon, but it’s cute, so oh well.
Aaannd that’s it for this post! This is long enough. I’ll post the second half later. Thanks for checking this out ^^
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