#be able to try and get a pc

[bosspigeon]

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[clumsypuppy]

Was nobody gonna warn me that I would fall a little bit in love with every character in Stardew

[robo-dino-puppy]

the sunhawk, and sunwing

↓ wider version bc i couldn't decide:

i didn't really like the composition here (unbalanced and why? is the roof not straight???) but it gives more perspective on size of sunwing vs. lodge

[kagooleo]

last month's commission batch! everybody has wonderful designs for their oc's and character interpretations so those are always a blast ♪~(^∇^*)d

my commissions are still open on ko-fi if you're interested in one!

[thevioletscout]

Feast of the Exceptional Rose - 2025 1899

This year's feast has many handsome strangers with intriguing tales to share. Perhaps one would enjoy your company?

Approach a Devilish Claywoman The quartz in her skin glitters beautifully against her gilded dress, but those cracks and the horns remind you of the danger she presents.

Join a Well-Intentioned Thief That scandalous outfit just barely distracts from their hands sneaking into your pockets. They could certainly make use of a partner in crime.

Escort an Insatiable Ingenue She looks a bit young for this crowd, and her mind doesn't seem entirely clear. Someone would probably be in your debt if you kept her out of trouble.

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Another event, another excuse to draw my PCs in pretty outfits! And the masked ball gives me a chance to go all out.

I started by searching through mochipan's catalogue of designs for inspiration. Sibyl's dress is even a direct rip of their vampire overcoat design. But I didn't want to make them ALL red or rose themed, so I was left with the question of where to start. Then it hit me.

The cameo frames.

So yeah I designed their outfits after each of their respective cameo frames, which was a really fun exercise in putting them in colors I would usually avoid. Most notably bright gold isn't usually what I'd go for with Fae; I tend to default to monochromes and blue to stay neutral with her skin and hair's color scheme. However I found the gold actually complimented her quite beautifully. She sort of reminds me of lapis lazuli with that combination.

I do kinda wish I had a fourth character only to complete the set with that spider/candle themed one, but meh. I have some non-pc characters but nobody I felt like drawing and I don't want to make a fourth account for the foreseeable future.

This is my first Feast, so I'm excited to learn more about it! Hope you're all having fun this year too.

Used photos for reference, also- Going to hesitantly tag @neathyfashioncoalition in case Feast of the Rose outfits are covered by the current winter prompt. If not though, no worries.

[starry-sophrosyne]

... @toadettely @sopping-wet-cat-wizard y'know, april fools is over, BUT...

"No, what am I saying- That's too mean, I can't do that-" "Fufufu~ But I can~"  (｀▽ ´) // "YOU-" (/｀ᗣ ´ )/

(also for reference bc GUESS WHO CAN PEN- XD /hj /lh /silly):

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(TW: blood/gore, death, car crash incident, graphic imagery)

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S&S: There is a world where Brent never meets Eevee. There is a world where he wakes up one morning, yawning as he rubs his eyes. He'd been somewhat exhausted by his gaming session with "Sofist" last night, not that it was unenjoyable. He gets ready for the day as per usual, nothing out of the ordinary. It's all regular, for now, that is. Walking out of his apartment, he raises an eyebrow at the suspicious amount of cars stuck on the local road. Oh well, a crash of some kind? He shrugs and continues walking down the road. Ducking under some construction, he carefully avoids all the prying eyes and workers, taking his shortcut to the cafe. What he sees when he turns the corner, however? Well..

It's graphical, distraught to say the least. He can see the limb of somebody, splayed across the road in a pool of blood. He winces. Damn? They'd been sloppy setting up the perimeter apparently, blocking it from normal eye-witness view, but not from here. Either way, he couldn't make out too much between the ambulance and the police cars stationed in the intersection.

As for the authorities, he can make out them questioning certain people and speaking into their walkie talkies. Their faces are far away but filled with concern as they discuss with each other. Meanwhile, the paramedics tending to the body on the ground, and.. For some reason, he pauses. It's not in any of his good interests to watch this, to get involved with some random traffic incident of an unfortunate civilian, and yet? Something tugs at him, opposing his normal desire to stay out of conflict and general indifference/apathy. He doesn't know why, why this moment specifically?, but it doesn't.. feel.. weird. It's weirdly urging, instead bringing him to stop in his tracks. As he choicely watches the paramedics ready the body bag, he catches a glimpse of the poor man who had faced the consequences.

His hair was curly, coifs of coffee brown tinged with blood. His facial hair was the same color, and his gaze relaxed. His eyes were partially closed in a stereotypical thought of sleeping, with a glint from the sun revealing his hazed over green eyes, devoid of any brightness. What catches Brent's eye immediately, however, is his bright purple coat. Most of it is soaked with crimson gore, now a dark maroon, but even still. It's such a stand out, he can't help but wonder how the man even got hit in the first place.

After a few more seconds, the guided feeling seems to go away, and he turns his head away from the scene. (Unbeknownst to him, he'd been watching for, comparatively, far longer than a few seconds.) Best to move on, for whatever reason he felt compelled to watch EMTs deal with the body, almost as if he was making sure they would properly take care of him. It was weird, but whatever. He didn't have enough time to stay around and see him get sent off, realizing he was late for his shift. Despite his sudden spike of empathy, it was just another day, just with an unfortunate incident. He prayed for the man though, as he finally set foot onto regular sidewalk. May his soul, and whoever he is, rest in peace, for meeting such an untimely end.

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Walking into the cafe, the door closed behind him with the bell's signature jingle. Vern's head shot up, his face twisted with a hint of concern as he rushed over to Brent, who'd barely placed his bag on the desk before Vern grabbed his shoulders, gripping them firmly and causing Brent to jolt a bit out of surprise.

"Brent! Oh my god, you scared me-" "?" "-I saw the crash nearby, and you- came in a few minutes later than you normally do, and- oh god I'd just thought the worst!" Vern could hardly control himself from his ramble, spilling out his emotions, but he paused when he noticed the rather amused look on Brent's face. Brent only chuckled at him, despite the severity of the situation/his anxiety. Vern gave him a dirty look, but let out a sigh of both relief and annoyance relief, glad to know his friend was okay.

As Vern let go of his shoulders, Brent starting unpacking stuff from his bag. Placing his log sheet and charger down in the little table within the break room, Vern asked:

"Why were you late anyways? You normally show up before I even get here. Did something.. actually happen while you were getting here?" He added tentatively.

"..." He paused, his hands tightening around his laptop, contemplating if it was worth it to tell Vern. About the man he'd seen, eyes hazed over in death, body dull and cold, hair stiff with dried blood. It was something in it of its own right, something that he wished he hadn't seen. But at the same time, the death of this random civilian weighed heavier than it should've in his heart. He didn't know why, but still, maybe it was the sight of his eyes; ones that pierced his soul, staring at him even after passing. They were so.. cold. Almost as if they were blaming, in hatred. His blood chilled, thinking about it all, and a heaviness set in the room. Oh. Man, he'd never felt this way before. He'd just witnessed death, hadn't he? How was he acting like this was all okay?

He held in a sigh, settling for a tight exhale as he shook his head, not looking up from his stuff. No, it was best not to trouble his more emotionally affected friend with his.. issues. Were he to tell Vern, he'd likely become more aggrieved than him. Even still, looking up and noticing Vern's still apprehensive gaze, he feigned a small smile; keeping it up even as he looked back down in the black expanses of his duffel bag, now empty. He couldn't bring himself to meet his eyes. "I'm serious dude, nothing happened. Don't worry about it."

"... Alright, if you say so." The air was thick with tension, the silence being left unbroken. Vern's footsteps were soft as they padded against the tiled floor, the door slowly creaking closed behind him. One last glance behind his shoulder, before he fully shut the door, putting on a smile to greet the guests that had entered the cafe. Meanwhile, the room had become dimmed sightly with the waning sunlight as the light from the cafe dissipated. Brent stared down once more, as if questioning the true morality behind what he'd seen. With a sigh, his shoulder slumped. Sitting down onto the rickety foldable chair, he put his head in his arms, on top of the table. He wasn't ready to go out. Not just yet. Not while the green eyes of someone haunted him. He couldn't just go and pretend everything was okay, even he had no damn idea why the death of some random stranger had messed him up so badly.

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Vern found him struggling to think of positive messages to write atop his orders for the rest of the afternoon. Brent did not come out of the break room for a long time, and even once he did, he was silent as he worked. Nick didn't come in for coffee that day.

[sonknuxadow]

Have you heard about unleashed yet. if you have then Dude i immediately went "sonknuxadow gonna go insane over this". if you havent then please google unleashed recompiled. Someone got it running natively on pc and it removed all the lag from the 360 version, i just beat it in 1 sitting and holy Shit it gave it new life.

yeah i heard about that but i haven't played it because i don't think my laptop would be able to handle it so im just over here like squidward looking out window.png lmao

[fishdanshi]

my PC broke today. computer death is the worst feeling imaginable im serious.

[chrisrin]

some fun quick doodles of d&d pcs and npcs from the campaign i'm dming!

bonus! my little guy:

[pinkmoondoll9shihtzu]

What the fuck is this glitch happening with the drafts its making me rage‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️drafts is where i store all my photos this is frustrating like can i just post

[villagerlavis]

the hoops... THE HOOPS to get an acnl qr pattern into acnh without nintendo switch online 😩

[raiiny-bay]

good morning

[robo-dino-puppy]

horizon forbidden west | nil 4/?

[cerealandchoccymilk]

[petpetpinixy]

don't kill me for this but just saw a tiktok saying nintendo's game prices are on par with game prices in general and he's right. he brings up halo 2's price ($50) and adjusted for inflation it's like $86. i think video games are just expensive and they always have been

[milkybishop]

art club | on procreate/on sai v2 | 13/06/24