#wip: what a drag

[irokwashere]

Honestly, after this whumpshot, I might give Stan a break (hehehe break), anyone you guys wanna see get whumped next?

[paintedcrows]

Assorted Gravity Falls doodles!

[chara-55]

For those who doesnt have Twitter, I've recently found these. Please pls plss go check it out 😭

These storyboards has me in shambles

Here's the link to the storyboards

I'd like to give my thanks to Zhi Khang & the other storyboarders for sharing us these 😭✨️

[boredth]

When I see your vampire Wick, all I can think about is the club scene from the first movie with "Think" playing in the background. Imagine Iosef's terror when he's not only staring down The Baba Yaga over the barrel of a gun, but the guys got fangs.

I think he would have died right there on principal.

I've had this scene in my head before. FUCK. I have to draw it eventually.

[almondpiglet]

working on a series of drag reis… hit the slay button!!!

[cryptic-underground]

UPDATE ‼️

Got to here on the Drag Queen Stan wip:

Then got the sudden inexplicable urge of "I don't want to draw anymore right now" and so I didn't. Like I got to the smoke and just was hit with the most major motivation debuff their was.

I'll either continue this after a break or another day entirely. But the man is serving!

[kaiserouo]

i think i have a problem

[whitherwanderyouspirit]

Blowing Off Steam, Blowing Out Smoke

Sam felt heat rise in her neck and cheeks at Paulina's words. She'd known the girl was a self-centered socialite wannabe, but using Danny as a pawn in her petty popularity games was just...

Shallow...

The thought had her grinding her teeth together, anger consuming her like a four alarm fire. She could almost feel it, warming the roof of her mouth, licking against the confines of her...had her teeth always been this long and sharp? This numerous? Her mouth felt positively crowded. 

Paulina prattled on in the background relentlessly, but her words fell away into white noise. It was all the same rhetoric anyway, Sam rationalized, what did her words matter when Paulina was such a raging little...

Smoke coiled out Sam's nose, utterly unnoticed. An aching in her teeth and jaw blossomed into burning pain as her skull shifted and stretched, elongating. Her nails dug into her palms, and she reflexively unclenched her fists as they curved into wicked talons. Her fingers hurt, her bones hurt, her head hurt.  Everything felt on fire, ablaze with her anger and her pain and...

I could really do to blow off some steam.

The thought rose hazily through the fog, through the smoke consuming her mind..and the pendant answered.

The ectoplasm that flooded her body and her senses was positively cloying, but that discomfort couldn't hold a candle to the burning wildfire her emotions had ignited. The transformation burned through her and the dragon rose, towering over her classmate in the suddenly too small bathroom they shared. 

"Shallow little bitch!" Sam roared.

(I wasn't planning on participating but I saw @genko-yoru's art on my lunchbreak and was possessed by the spirit of inspiration. So behold, a snippet!)

[greypetrel]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @inquisimer thank you so much! :D

What I had of drawn, I posted yesterday! I have a couple of doodles but they're... Very much doodles, LOL. Inspiration stroke again, I have more free time, but then hyperfixation came. Anyway, I've been scribbling and writing, and thinking of silliness for the DadWolf. We're two chapters away from when DRAMAH begins, so here's something extra silly.

Tagging: @ndostairlyrium @salsedinepicta @diesvitae @shivunin @heniareth @lyana-chan @pickelda @midmorninggrey @raflesia65 @hollytree33 and YOU!

"Tell me again why we're here." Dorian shouted, trying and half failing to have his sister hear him over a stadium full of cheering and singing people and a questionable pop song that just entered his brain and didn't want to leave.

"What?" Aisling asked, squinting at him as if it could help her hear better. "I can't hear you!"

"Why. Are. We. Here." Dorian repeated. Now the latest death metal band that confused yowling with singing didn't seem like that bad of an idea anymore. At least the audience was quieter.

Aisling grimaced.

"Because I'm stupid." She answered.

"You are, and- Oh shit is she-"

The whole audience echoed a shrill scream of delight as the damn singer dived in the middle of the central stage, long red dress flying at her back like the tail of some sort of mythological creature. The hole closed behind her, and the screens on the catwalk showed pictures of the artist swimming.

"Is it too foolish of me to hope she's staying down there and we can go, isn't it?"

"This is the best part! Oh, I hope she's playing Fearless next!" Cassandra sighed, not managing to fully contain the joy and enthusiasm from her face, hands tightly clasped in front of her chin.

"I heard her concerts were spectacular, but I've never imagined like so!" Cullen at least was smiling, turning towards the other two members of their party, the ones that weren't happy to be there. "Isn't it?"

"It's… Scenographic?" Aisling tried, but she didn't sound all that convinced.

"There's a huge work on the scenography and design of the concert! The trap door, for example, is personalized for her and her concerts only, they've been building this stage since-"

Dorian groaned, rolling his eyes as Cullen kept explaining the technicalities that, unfortunately weren't changing the deep pain that the concert caused him. Luckily, with all the excited buzzing of the surroundings, it was easy to tune him out.

"You can say you hate it."

"It's not… Our favourite genre. But it's really grandiose, that it is."

"I don't understand why she talks every now and then. Can't she sing? Isn't it her job? Why talking!? Damn Taylor Swift."

"It channels her deeper negative emotions and makes her so relatable!" Cassandra too, explained.

"It's nice!"

Two against one, they couldn't possibly win. Another loud cheer informed them that- yes, the singer was back on the stage, with yet another dress on -it was the third or fourth of the evening- and an acoustic guitar on. She sent a kiss to the public, Cassandra gasped again, and the siblings shrugged, understanding that they couldn't possibly win.

They had to admit, by the end of the evening, that at least a couple of songs were particularly catchy.

Not that they both would ever admit singing Cruel Summer at the top of their lungs, during the car ride back to the hotel. What happened in Halamshiral stayed in Halamshiral.

[irokwashere]

Me, writing that one scene from Saints Row except it’s Craig saving Stan

Cryle & Stenny btw

[universallydestinytaco]

Chapter 12 is almost finished, just need to look for some typos, will finally be uploaded sometime between Saturday and Sunday, also working on a one-shot draft for another anticipated AU everyone’s been waiting for… 👄🔥👠

[mrsthunderkin]

Damn, at it again with that non-reproduceable rendering

HECK

[bottomvalerius]

Gotta take a break cause I gotta charge my pencil but suddenly felt the need to draw Him✨🖤

[sexynetra]

WIP WEDNESDAY

Surprise bitch I’m alive (and making my editor work on this chapter under duress)

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Anetra slammed her sketchbook closed and whipped around in her seat to look at Marcia again. “Do you really think that’s helpful right now?” she asked coldly. “Like, I’m asking you for help so I don’t show my ass in this show and you’re here telling me I’m shit at it before it even starts. What the fuck is your problem?”

Marcia started. “I’m sorry… I didn’t think.”

“You never do.”

[tench]

It just hit me, that I suffer so much right now, especially with interacting with something that is smart and sincere, because I will never be enough. I will never be enough to meet as an equal, so I'm either joke about it or avoid interaction. Because it hurts.

[poprockspillage]

various sketches and a wip