#artair

[townofcadence]

A lil Pride Month Artair!!

[lionheartair]

Child Artair! The first three to four on the left are his usual emotions as a kid lol. He's a Skinny Leggy little kid who only owns like two pairs of pants and he likes his jeans the most. His uncle got him the boots when he started living with him since he did repairs on a lot of the ranches and was offered some and he really loves them to death, even if his relationship with his uncle is contentious at best right now djdjd

[vislumbreia]

VislumbreIA – a arte do amanhã

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[gunslinginnhogtyin]

Tiny lil feller // ft @townofcadence

Based on this!!!

[characternerdocs]

My OCs in Pilot-Boi's Picrew Thingy

[its-bun]

Week of 10/06/24 - 10/12/24

Ayye it's taken like ten months but I've finally made something I'm pretty happy with!! Was tutorial studying real hard, and the piece itself took me like three days to finish (the longest any piece has taken me before!). Is it perfect? Well, no, there are inconsistencies with how the character is actually supposed to look compared to here, but aside from that I'm really happy with this stylistically! Also I still can't draw hands. We been knew :(

[foxedthecards]

(@townofcadence continued from here)

Had to hand it to Jonas, even after that very observant comment of Artair's, Jonas's smile didn't falter in the slightest. Although he did get a very brief blink.

Then he folded his hands back behind his head and walked past Artair. " Eh. I dunno. I mean...if you're gonna get philosophical, can it really be a fake smile if you're just performing anyway? " He sat down on the bench, resting his arms over the back and let his head flop back as he crossed his legs. He was still smiling. " I just think, being as how we don't know each other from shit, you'd rather prefer a stranger's smile than a frown. Even if what's behind it is probably fake. Right? I still didn't get a name did I? Eh. It's OK. That's your business, then. And like you said who knows if we'll even cross paths again. "

One brown eye swerved over to look steadily at Artair." If you're not one already, you ought to look into counseling or something along those lines 'cause you're pretty good at it, y'know, " he remarked. " You've got a nice atmosphere around you that makes people comfortable. You could make some decent money getting people to unburden their souls. What do you do for a living if that's OK to ask? I'd like to hear it. "

[arthurtristankingsmen]

some quick Artair doobles

[carouselofmusess]

@townofcadence from here

"No---" Artair gasped from the ground, nose bloodied and a thin line streaking from his mouth. He struggled to stand, to move, to do anything, but the pressure atop him was making it hard to breathe, let alone move to take Melody's place. He struggled still, but it only made the sensation worse, the gravity increasing like a snare-trap with every thrash. Still, he fought, fought barely to all fours, in his need to keep her from harm's way. He choked, his ribs starting to strain, but-- but it was all in his head. He'd be fine he had to protect her. The spirit watched him, and then her. it's face was flattened beyond recognition, as was the rest of it's form; the thing was almost 2-dimensional, hovering in space. The form was hardly human in appearance at all, but the expressions were; all it bore was a face creased with anguish. One that Artair could feel on his own face as he wheezed. The being couldn't seem to focus between the two of them, and the vague approximation of lips it had moved in a soundless murmur. It advanced on Melody, hand moving to its body.

Melody plants herself firmly between the two, jaw clenched as she holds her arms out in a protective measure for Artair. She's stressed, she has no plan but-- but she can't just stand by and watch the other get hurt! She'll take it if she has to, and maybe she'll figure something out on the way, but for now standing her ground is the best she has-- it won't touch him again.

She breathes deeply, inhaling through her nose and letting it out slow as she allows her jaw to unclench slowly. The sight before her is a difficult one at best, and a nightmare at worst. But as it grows closer all she can think about is how much pain it looks like it's in. It approaches and she tenses, prepared for anything, but she tries to keep steady.

"I--..." She swallows thickly. "You look like you're in.. a lot of pain." That word didn't feel nearly strong enough to describe the look on it's face. "I don't know how you're feeling, exactly, and I don't think I could relate to whatever happened to you, but I'm sorry that it did. But that doesn't mean you can go around hurting others, too! I'm sure you don't want that, right...?"

[eyesofcuriosity]

“What are you cooking?”

"Well, I was feeling a bit nostalgic, so I wanted to try some Asian cuisine today!" gingerly, she brought over to Artais a bowl of Beef Noodle soup. It was still hot and steaming, freshly prepared!

"Tell me if it's to your liking or if I need to change something!"

[townofcadence]

A collection of all the outfits I did for that one meme a bit ago. Thank you to everyone who sent in, it was a lot of fun interpreting them or coming up with a design!

[lionheartair]

A couple of 80s AU Artair doodles! I love him and have been rotating him in my brain so much aaa. I need to draw him more so bad.

[gunslinginnhogtyin]

Artair in our current thread w/ Resonance be like ( @townofcadence )

[characternerdocs]

For the least romantically inclined, consider getting into the spirit of this heart-centric day like Artair does!

🔪🫀hApPy VaLEnTINe'S dAY 🫀🗡️

(Pls don't actually get into the spirit like Artair does. I joke)

original 2020 version

[foxedthecards]

😼+ Mr. Fox :3

Mr Fox was adjusting to his new life as a cat and frankly it wasn't too bad so far. Of course no one could resist attempting to psspsspss at him but that little trick would definitely not work with him. He kept himself aloof as best suited his nature. He was an independent fellow after all.

And being a free-roaming sort unbound from social conventions of course when he saw Artair sitting and enjoying a book in the hotel lobby he felt it imperative to immediately go right to him, climb up in his lap and make himself a nice loaf on top of the book. Why? Well he felt Artair needed a reminder of just what a superb creature he was in case the dear boy had forgotten. That was far more important than anything he might be reading.

[arthurtristankingsmen]

This week's commissioned doodles (thank you to its-bun, phantoms-lair, salenakingston, and icebeforesunset for your kindness and generosity!), as well as some assets I made for streams (thumbnails, and my Ghost Trick-ified sona in his cat form ^^)