#viczar

[skyc47su]

Hiiii, I think we crossed paths ten years ago in the TGC forums or DeviantArt when I was doing Journey art trades and drew your Journey OC. It’s so good to find you again through our shared interest in Sky! :D

Gasp, why HELLO!!! Oh yes! A friend of mine kitkatpurrpurr got me the art of my Journey OC from you, and I feel so lucky and blessed about it ;w; It's so breath-taking to look at even to this day Ahhh apologies, this is now my main social hang-out for years, and the VicZar tumblr one is archived. Also went silent from DevArt ever since the whole AI art thing >_<;;;

Oh my goodness, you're also in the SkyCOTL fandom now too? Gaaaaasp. I'm so glad to bump into old Journey fandom people through Sky :D

[askthescarfedsilhouette]

To my dear Scarfy,

Happy birthday! A happy… 200 years? 20? 72? I never really remember your age, I do know you’re OOOOLD. Kidding.

I was going to send you some cake! Caterpillar-free this time. But in sheer bad luck, there was this cloth dolphin that stole your cake right from my hands! I’m sending this letter for now, as I’m off to chase your cake. Hope to see you soon, with the cake.

Love, that cannibalistic wayfarer

P.S. The cake’s made out of beetle flour instead, you’ll love the stuff! Trust me.

(AHAHAahaha Oh ancestors, it's okay Vic! Thank you so very much for the best wishes and this wonderful letter! I really appreciate it and just really thank you for everything~ Heheh I do hope you're able to catch the little rascal soon and uh... well I'm definitely looking forward to that, um, beetle flour cake.. hehe~ Thanks again!)

[sogekii-heii]

also i colored @skyc47su‘s drawing since i felt like it and it’s a very pretty drawing that i love very much uwu

[adummysblog]

A couple of gifts I made for VicZar on Discord! I may or may not have gotten a little bit carried away to be honest, but it was really fun to make these! Also-

[dontneedadispenser]

Hey y’all! To celebrate Thanksgiving recently in the dontneedadiscord server, we did a group activity of making Hand Turkeys based on our favorite TF2 characters, TF2 OCs, TF2 Loadouts, etc. Stay tuned, we’ll be doing the same thing with ginger bread cookies for December!

For actual usernames and credit links please look under the cut. 

Abi

Archie: @sodafrog13

Chapter

Wren: @tomjoneswillneverdie

Benji: @prancingart 

Ember: @blueemberthefox

Holistic: @ / HolisticHiatus (Twitter)

Klaustavion: @klaustavion

Leone: @ / toyohaw (Twitter)

Morfiwen: @dreamdancerdotfile

MGAINNOKO: @mgainnoko

Shoefaced: @huefaced

Progmetal

Spooktspeek

Notashrew: @notashrew

Viczar: @skyc47su

Weather: @weathersama

R2mich2: @r2mich2 / @dontneedadispenser 

Queenie: @queen-anarchy-art

[viczar]

Samurai Viczar~

Guardian of the outlands of the desert~

[ao3feed-tf2ships]

Pisces

read it on the AO3 at http://archiveofourown.org/works/11714016

by VicZar

TF2 Mermaid alternate universe fanfiction.

A Story about two mated mermaids. Mermedic Johannes and Mersniper Roger were looking for a meal one day, and it just so happens something else was looking for them.

Words: 2169, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Team Fortress 2

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Medic (Team Fortress 2), Sniper (Team Fortress 2), Heavy (Team Fortress Classic), Engineer (Team Fortress Classic), Scout (Team Fortress Classic), Sniper (Team Fortress Classic), Other Character Tags to Be Added

Relationships: Medic/Sniper (Team Fortress 2), Bushmedicine

Additional Tags: mermaid au, Bushmedicine - Freeform

read it on the AO3 at http://archiveofourown.org/works/11714016

[kitkatpurrpurr]

I also did a Viczar because she’s never not a babe and I miss these two nerds. Man I wish I drew this well back when they were dating lmao.

gUESS THEY’RE JUST FUCKBUDDIES NOW

@viczar @skyc47su

[kamakiriwolf]

Johannes First Contact

(Based on my friend @skyc47su ‘s mermaid tf2 au! Just a random cutesy drabble about baby mermedic. Johannes is her medic OC. :3 )

Momma had left him on the beach.

Not alone though, Johannes was with his auntie, Claudia, one of momma’s younger sisters, and plenty of cousins to play and nap with. Johannes didn’t mind being on land. He liked digging in the sand and finding shells. He would hand them to Claudia and bounce and wriggle as she looked to see if there were tasty treats inside. Clams were yummy.

It wasn’t very hot today, not like somedays they were dropped off on the beach. Those days, the babysitter had to keep the near tide pools so she could dunk them if they were beginning to dry out. But today a soft rain was falling, and kept them cool and wet, and they were allowed to be on the soft sand away from the rocky tidepools were mean crabs liked to hang out. Crabs weren’t very nice; they liked to pinch and hurt.

Relieved of half her duties as a babysitter, Claudia stretched out on the beach as the little ones played around her, some digging and building mounds, others wrestling and “chasing” each other. (More like scrunching across the ground on their tummies.) She dozed, one eye opening whenever one of her children squeaked a little to urgently. But being the young caretaker she was, she didn’t know it was when children were the quietest they were most certainly getting into trouble.

Johannes had seen blurs of color, up the beach where the sand met grass. Tall ones, moving in the air over a pillar of subdued blacks, browns and blues.

And beautiful colors they were, bright even against the grey sky. It wasn’t often he’d seen such pretty colors on land; in the reefs, yes, but never on land. The ones in water were darting points that held his interest for ours, and he often tried to ride one handed on his mother as he made grabby hands at them, cooing in delight. Sometimes his mother would catch one, and show they were in fact fish, small and wriggling.

So were these just much bigger fish? Could he hold them in his hands? Or maybe ride them like a parent? He chirped at the figures, and saw them move. There were sounds coming from them, odd soumds. Nothing like the squeals and chirps of his pods. He snuffled the sand and then the air, but the strange scents told him nothing.

It didn’t occur to him how far he was straying from Claudia and the others. If it did, he would have flopped back over under the adult’s arm, chirping and pointing at the weird shapes. He would have hoped she’d let him ride on her back as she went to help him investigate the odd things.

But he didn’t notice, and the strange sounds were so interesting and inviting, ooohs and aaaahs. He whistled back at them, and they laughed. As he got even closer, one of them went to the ground, and he flinched, backfin rising. But nothing happened, and he his curiosity pushed him to continue forth.

Two large black things came into focus, and he grabbed ome with his tiny baby claws. It felt weird, hard but not like bone, instead like extremely tough skin. He sniffed it, gnawned on it a bit, and found it sandy and bitter. Not good to eat, so he continued upward, squeezing in the gap between the two things.

If he knew the words for them, it would be boots, rubber ones. The pants did not hold his interest other than a few grasps. He was much more interested in the raincoat, all yellow and bright even in the rain.

It felt weird, just like the pants, but resting on it he realized it covered another living being. He chirped and whistled in greeting, wagging his stubby little tail, but in his excitement he lost his balance. With a squeak of distress he tumbled off the being’s lap.

Immediately he was answered with his adult’s alarmed whistle, and before he could respond, it became a warning, defensive, angry, telling him a predator was near.

When adults gave such warnings he always whimpered, curled in a ball, and clutched at the nearst living thing for protection and comfort.

The large body ripped itself from his grasp as it scrambled away, and Johannes cried, hugging his tail. His babysitter crashed over the beach in only a couple bounds, snarling and slapping her tail in warning. He shivered between her hands as she posted herself on her arms over him, making herself as big as possible. He slowly let go of his tail to hug instead her arms.

He had no clue what had happened, or where the predator had come from, but tears streamed down his cheeks as he buried his face in the crook of her elbow.

The blurs of color quickly retreated. His babysitter postured and snarled as he clung in the safety of her shadow. Eventually, at the worried cries of her other babies, she carefully returned to them, dragging herself with one arm while holding Johannes with the other.

An hour or so later though, the shapes left the beach, to have new ones take their place. Many as brightly colored as the last. This time his babysitter held Johannes when he tried to squirm toward them.

[novicecreedart]

So @viczar and I were talking about some journey aus with our ocs and long story short here’s Scarfy as an archer. She did a rough sketch of it and I inked and colored it~

[skyc47su]

Hi guys! I’d like to try my hand on opening art commissions focused on Sky OCs! But I’ve been rusty on doing art comms and their prices (last art comm I made was about... 2 years?), and I’d like to adjust my prices to increase the likelihood of people being interested.

So if you guys have some time, I’d appreciate if you guys could drop by to answer?

Also my survey does not require sign ins or to leave any personal information. You’re totally anonymous 

Thank you so much! ;w;

[askthescarfedsilhouette]

(HOLY CRAP! Wha-VIC!? DON’T SCARE ME LIKE THAT!)

[adummysblog]

For the TF2 ask game: 4, 25, 28

4. Hmm, this is a bit of a toughie since I might not know all of the pets in TF2 yet and I try not to play favorites, but it's either the Catastrophic Companions cosmetic kittens (since I made a gift for VicZar's OC that included them and I admit even though I may be a bit biased they were kinda cute), Archimedes and their fellow doves, or the friendly bread monster that made friends with Pyro at the end of Expiration Date! 25. This is a bit of a tough one too, it's been a while since I watched em and again I try not to pick favorites but if I have to pick one... I think Meet the Heavy was the first I watched so I may or may not be nostalgic for it lol 28. I admit, it might've taken me a while to warm up to all of the TF2 characters since when I started playing TF2 as a complete newbie who was kinda scared of everythin' I probably had zero clue what I was doing or what was even going on to be honest, but when I started to really dive into the world of TF2 I learned to appreciate the characters for their incredible amounts of flexibility and potential as really amazing characters, Valve really knocked it out of the ball park when it comes to character design! Thanks for asking!

[lethe-the-oblivious]

JourneyBorneAU pt.2 

*click on images to see captions*

[viczar]

*Strokes Viczar's head gently*

OOOOOOooooh yeah that’s the stuff.

[skyc47su]

Casual self-promotion again that I have a redbubble shop with a few baby merm stickers on it for sale if you’re dropping by ;w; 

If you’re interested to take a tiny lil’ mermbeeb with you while you’re shopping for stickers~

There’s also 2 more sticker designs in there along with my medic yeti taunt :D