#a-z fanart challenge

[thebirdy74]

ANOTHER COLOR PALETTE THING YIPPEEEE

[causeimanartist]

I have a favorite character type and it's depressed men

[agentc0rn]

Flâneur

What if AZ is seen wandering in the city lol. Might not happen, may happen, who knows.

Short story I randomly made up for no reason if anyone wants to read based on this art (it's not the best but I wanted to indulge in my thoughts):

He wandered. It took great effort and time to get around the labyrinth of buildings. It did not help that his aged senses struggled with grasping all the novelties he had never seen before in his lifetime, nor did it help that hundreds of curious gazes and whispers accompanied him all the way through.

He had been well used to eye contact; not because of his height, but rather because of his status and duties he once held. Though now he was no more than a lost empty shell of a man, merely equipped with a heavy heart and a luggage full of harrowing memories and bygone knowledge that seemed of no use here.

He was a nobody, yet his presence was pronounced. Aside from his stature, his ragged, dull-coloured outfit and his long, unkempt white hair contrasted greatly with the finely made dresses and suits worn by the inhabitants of this great megalopolis. He stood out as a sore thumb, a prickly weed amidst a garden of small colorful flowers. Even though this place was formerly his home, he only became a stranger, a foreigner both in time and space.

Shunning the looks, gasps and hurried whispers he had garnered, he marched on, with no destination set in mind. An old habit that had turned into a lifelong custom - an eternal wayfarer he had become and identified himself as, since he had no home to return to. It had been long gone, washed away by the tides of time. 

He could not help but admire just how the place brimmed with life -  the way the afternoon golden sunlight poured down on the wide paved streets and avenues, where people chattered and strolled about, carrying bags full of goods purchased from the market stands. Carriages rocked and passed by, along with carts loaded with supplies of organic products. Pidoves pecked on bread crumbs at every chance they could get.

The longer he observed, his mind stirred up thoughts and ideas and imagination of all sorts. He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment  as he saw himself opening up the mass contraption, unleashing a huge brilliant beam of light that pierced through the clouds, the skies, to the heavens above, soon to scorch upon the earth. Destruction was his legacy, forever engraved onto his name, a grave sin of his that took the form of a key that he long bore for centuries. The effects of his crime more or less tagged him everywhere, lurking around within his shadow. 

It haunted him.

He took a deep breath and doddled the other way, searching for a place to sit. His legs needed a break and so did his mind. He continued onwards until a fragrant scent reached his senses, causing him to stop in his tracks. Taking a closer look, he found a cart stocked with motleys of blooming flowers. There, a short, petite woman donned in a white dress looked around the pots, still yet to decide on which one to choose.

He couldn't help but draw near, all while memories seeped into his mind where his younger self plucked a handful of flowers, tying them and placing them onto his beloved one as a crown. As he bumbled towards the cart, the short-haired brunette took notice of his presence and backed away from him, startled. He mumbled an apology with a tilt of his head, stepping away from the cart. Once she regained composure, she smiled and invited him to come forward with a flick of her hand, quickly dismissing the awkwardness of the encounter.

"Lovely, aren't they?" she said, leaning towards one pot filled with daffodils and sniffed one. AZ did not expect the lady to speak, yet alone to him out of all people. But he did not want to rudely decline a conversation. He hardly exchanged a conversation with a human being for so long in the countless years of his wandering.

He yearned to regain a sense of humanity again, for he had long lost his sense of self along the way in his descent to desolation.

"...Yes, they certainly are," words parted from his lips. "Fleetingly beautiful. Small, but valuable. Truly Earth's finest wealth." With his gloved, coarsened hand, he gently lifted a drooping rose and over to the lavender. The lady in white's smile remained as she eyed his solemn expression. Her soft gaze held a tender curiosity, free of disdain and wariness, unlike the gawking reactions from others. She turned away briefly, returning to her search for some moments just before re-opening her mouth.

"With all of that cumbersome load and thick garment, you must have traveled a great distance. From where you might be?" She inquired. On her right, a Floette drifted up towards AZ, smiling brightly the same way her partner did. As soon as he caught sight of the Floette, it broke his stolid, stony expression. He tried to utter a response but failed. From the bottom of his stomach, grief resurfaced, securing his throat at a chokehold. Tears blurred his vision and he fluttered his eyes quickly. The Floette tapped on his shoulder in an attempt to reassure him, but a few tears trickled down his pale, hollow-cheeked face.

"I...I apologize. I am suddenly reminded of something," he stuttered and looked away in shame. He had thought he had dried all his tears up after all these years.

Taking a quick gander at her surroundings, the lady beckoned to him to follow and he did so without a complaint until they reached a small alleyway, where ratattas scrambled out about. The lady fumbled in her bag and pulled out a handkerchief. "This should be a better place. I should be the one giving an apology, you did not do any wrongdoing. I am no fan of the public either." He accepted her generous offer and dabbed at his eyes, then gave his thanks.

"In a way, you remind me of my grandfather," she said. "Gentle, soft-spoken and fond of nature." As she spoke, the Floette twirled around AZ in a small happy dance. He cracked a weak smile, then returned to his usual countenance. .

"Do I?" he questioned.

"Your mannerism and tone precisely resemble him. I would have loved for him to meet you, surely you would have been good friends."

He smiled and said nothing. They stood in silence, gazing outward at the end of the alleyway, with small streaks of people flowing in and out of the street.

"It is better for me to go now. I worry that I am troubling you, having meddled with your errands," he said with concern, looking downwards at the lady. "I thank you for your acts of kindness. I truly appreciate it." For every word he said, he meant it. He glanced sideways at the lady's Floette and it dawned on him that he had something with him that he could give to the lady as a return of  favor.

AZ dug into his pockets.

"This may not be much, but I hope that you may use these to grow in your garden." He said, extending his long slender arm towards her, handing her a bag of red trillium seeds that he had collected not too long ago in his journey, in hopes of planting along barren areas long affected by the war and the destruction of the ultimate weapon.

"Oh, you are too kind, traveler! I have heard of these before, but never have I expected to possess them!" she placed both of her hands on her chest, gushing. "Do you see this, Fleurine? We can grow more!" she beamed to her companion, who spun around once more in great joy. She turned back forward to him and grinned.

"Before we depart, my name is Acacia for your knowledge, should we ever cross paths and meet again. It  was a great pleasure of exchanging some brief pleasantries with you, good sir! May your journey be filled with great tidings!" she waved at him, joined by her Floette, who waved her flower at him.

"Likewise. My name is AZ. If we do not meet again, then let those seeds be a souvenir of me. I wish you a prosperous life ahead," he said."Au revoir, Ehzie!" the young lady called one last time, and made her way back to the market. Waving back and nodding, he trotted off. He managed to make his way to the end of the city, apparently named Lumiose, with hope sprouting within his ancient, grief-ridden heart.

[mamoru-chiba-ua]

On my TikTok channel I opened requests to celebrate reaching 4000 subscribers and this is what I drew:

[chillwildwave]

Sooooooooo most of you people didn’t know was that at one point, me and Aled @uva124 once came up with an idea that nearly all the starboys became a boyband, like 4*TOWN, BroZone, Several Timez and Boys Who Cry, and since that idea stayed soooo close to my head, I decided to launch some of these sillies in their chosen scenarios…..

And finally, a little challenge for ALL of you, this task is to create a comic (or even better, an animatic) of the introduction from Turning Red but include the starboys and the Ashas, bets of luck, y’all!!!’

So that’s the scene I want you all to recreate in the best form to commemorate the idea that the wonderful Aled and Wave created themselves and when they’re done, just tag me so that I can see the work, once again, best of luck pookies…

Ooh, and before you go…

@annymation @oh-shtars @flicklikesstuff @signed-sapphire @wings-of-sapphire @dangerousflowerpanda @tumblingdownthefoxden @emillyverse @rylxdreams @rascalentertainments @your-ne1ghbor @spectator-zee @gracebethartacc @gracebeth3604 @cocoapowderpictures @mythartist21 @ishadow246 @thisnameisnotspokenfor

[galick7]

Canon Vegeta / My Style Vegeta 🤰

Ejem, my commissions are open ejem-

[grandiangeist]

Goku Redraw challenge that I did on Twitter.

Here's the link to the challenge!

[xshironek0x]

I wanted to try some of the "Essential expressions challenge" for Raditz x3

[jaybeeart-vardathebeloved]

Did the color wheel challenge on Twitter and this is the final result!

[jaydaydaima]

A twitter challenge I joined a bit ago :D

(The beef Shin and Buu had in this scene was REAL.)

((also have a dragon ball twitter account now, it's @/jayday_daima!))

[forestofdragons]

Back on the grind of wof headshots!

Was Very excited to do Whiteout! And was surprised to also really like how the other two came out

With each batch of these there’s one or two that I feel are noticeably better then the previous. This is the first time where I feel all three are like that.

Whitespeck (2 electric boogaloo) -

Stuck closely to canon design as per usual with this kind of character. But I did use him to play around with different body types. He has a shorter shout and slightly thicker neck than the others. (well supposed to. Made his horns so tall I had to make him smaller then the others to fit lol)

I also added a couple more gradients in plain places.

His eyeliner doesn’t come across like that. Looks more like his eyes are sunken? It’s a cool effect either way honestly.

Whiteout -

Shes in a interesting position of were I will probably change her design a lot next time I draw her, but I still really like this one!

I wanted to put a star on her forehead but her (mandatory) hair got in the way. Originally I compromised with star freckles (which ouuuugh so cute!!!) but then I put one on her nose. It was looking to empty there but i’m not sure this was the best solution…

But speaking of better solutions, I did her hair coloration on impulse. I wanter her to have a mottled/piebald sorta thing but wasn’t sure how. Then just kinda winged it with the airbrush and it really helped!

Also pushed her darker color out of the bounds of her back scales. You can see the outlines of the actual scales if you look closely. I wanted the darker color to be more prominent then in non-hybrid dragons but didn’t want her to have the thick back scales all over.

Whirlpool -

Was so disappointed to learn he’s right after Whiteout, I didn’t want him next to her lol

But I didn’t have a terrible time drawing him. Honestly I quite like how his shape turned out. Very like sleek fish sorta thing. And his shades of green worked with that.

Added some extra gradients as well. And eyeliner/lashes. Because I think that’s just gonna have to be a requirement now.

[thebirdy74]

shiny...

[causeimanartist]

Yah I'm rewatching Drawtectives for the second time this year, what about it?

[ladymilka]

Inktober day 29 - Sailor Moon

Chibiusa Tsukino/Sailor Chibi Moon of Sailor Moon.

[simplepinch]

Art challange

Found this challenge on twitter giving us nothing but the head and the rest is up to you, and I in visioned Android 16, thought the head fit so here you go ^^

[dnpanimationstudioclone]

Day 19, No Control Z/Backspace✏️

Remeber that Gregor/Elliot kid Sam dated a bit back for one episode? Well I wondered what if he wasn’t just lying but at the same time wasn’t a GIW. What if he was secretly a ghost himself. His design lowkey made me think of swan vibes epsecially with the colors and hair. So I ended up making a swan which in the process I ended up making an entirely new character altogether. Meet Cygnus. Once a normal swan who fell for a human who was also playing the White Swan in Swan Lake, died of a broken heart seeing her kiss the Prince, he now returns as a ghost looking for love once more. And he’s come to fall for Sam who bares a great resemblance to his old love. And he’ll do ANYTHING for her love. They say till death do us part but for him, it will beign them together.

What do u think? I’d love to know💖