thank you @arendaes for commissioning me! drawing ariadne was super fun, i was glad to get the opportunity to!
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Been doing some doodles whilst blasting be more chill of all things, blast to the past like woah!!
Some doodles of my book characters here , and some silly mag doodles (Adelard Dekker and
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i would love to see your interpretation of ariadne and orpheus from udad!!!
Teehee the sillies
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Do you think the Bees were purposely trying to take the focus of the camera off Kohaku during Yubisaki no Ariadne ? I do have the feeling they were trying to cover for their lil bro, especially Rinne who ended paired with Kohaku a lot during it
I don't know if you mean in like terms of the outfit but
Yeah probably (he's talking to Ibara btw)
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The GAPH gang is taking hold of my mind and I will make it everyone's problem :))))
(From left to right: Hyacinthus, Ganymede, Ariadne, Psyche)
On an unrelated note, I made this satisfying tick :D
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Ariadane fell first into madness before she fell from power.
Nightmares plagued her even when she sated her urges, though they certainly ramped up in frequency just before Orin's attack. Hell, Ariadne's ego probably would be quick to blame her psychosis for being the only reason Orin managed to trap and best her.
Those periods of psychosis were not necessarily new, a rare period of reckoning brought on only once in a blue moon, lasting no longer than a tenday at a time. This time was only different in intensity.
Oh, sweet child of Bhaal, to be plunged into madness as a reward for success and triumph. Very few of those nights in Moonrise Towers were spent clear of mind and setting the next steps of their domination, for most were spent in isolation and self-mutilation. The only one who came and went freely from her chambers was Gortash, all others may have entered but never were seen leaving.
He'd often find her there on the floor, her vanity silks torn and stained. Her long, white hair matted with clotted blood and organic tissue. Her inky black mouth gorged on blood; some of it hers, some of it some victim's.
The scars and wounds on her face, self-inflicted. Done by her own, trembling hand, made obvious by the crooked and jagged cuts and her tear-stained cheeks.
This too, was how Orin found her. Sprawled out on the floor, bloodied hand reaching up to her kin to beckon her closer. Did Orin herself know that, in that moment of madness, Ariadne wanted to kill her? That as soon as Orin knelt over her she had planned to strike?
Except her mind was a fog, a red-misted, deafening fog, and Orin would find her blade would penetrate Ariadne's skull with ease, again and again, before Ariadne could so much as move. Orin made a mess of her mind and body.
And then Kressa cleaned her up with morbid obsession and almost a vile perversion, making her up and putting her together like her pretty little lobotomized doll.
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Some of my doodles of some greeks for a novel i’m working on. Four chapters in finally!
First image has Theseus and Apollo, with Apollo being the manipulative icon he is. Second image is a whole bunch of concept work. Helios, Icarus, Ariadne, Dionysus, Theseus, Apollo and Poseidon!! All this is for a minoan greek project.
The novel itself is a love story (and an egregious tragedy) between Icarus and Helios, but it begins with some unrequited love of Icarus towards Ariadne!!
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