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My first official Aerti piece! Wouldn't FF7 be so much better like this? Huehuehue....!💐🌸🌺

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Judgin u

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OC Fanart!

I finally finished making art for my FF7 OC Marcel. I did research into Yoshitaka Amano's concept art on FF7/FF4 and wanted to try my hand at making some art in a style inspired by their one! (I also recommend checking out Yoshitaka's art, it's beautiful!) This took me a few days. I also recorded the process on Clip Studio Paint so I might upload that at some point too.

I kept listening to Labour by Paris Paloma making this lol I'm a bit addicted to that song

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would you?

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I've been looking into the job market and it seems like the only viable career path nowadays is becoming a demon swordsman.

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Let Aeris say fuck.

I think this is the stupidest-looking Sephiroth I’ve ever drawn and I’m glad.

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State of my camera roll

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you can only reblog this today. if you even care

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Tseng Fanart!

Without Colour

With Colour

I'm practising colouring/shading/lighting and line work using Angel Ganev's art course before finishing off my Aerti painting, I'm still a bit rusty at it so thought I'd use Tseng's 3D model as a study.

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Step By New Step

Woo! So excited to be postin' my first prompt fic for @flashfictionfridayofficial!! What better way to start things off than with this particular prompt for these two as they work through the aftermath of everything that is Journey's End. [over on ao3] Fandom: Doctor Who Pairing: Metacrisis Doctor/Rose Tyler WC: 1000 “Still gettin’ used to sleeping like a regular person?” 

Jumping, the Doctor twirls around, forces a grin as he meets Rose’s cheeky smile. She’s leaning against the door-frame, shadows beneath her eyes. Looks a bit like he feels, all out of sorts.

“Regular? Who says I’m regular. Never stuck to regular, me.” 

“Like how you’re taking your coffee?” There’s a definite hint of laughter there now to her tone. “Irregular?”

Two days. It’s been two days in the wake of his original self leaving. Well, fifty-three hours and sixteen minutes, actually. But who’s counting?

Not him. Why’d he go and do something like that?

Okay, maybe it’s helping. Has been. Kind of. 

Fingers tapping against his thigh, he stares at the coffee machine. Listening to the water bubbling away. Optimal temperature. Tries not to count down the seconds in time with how long it’s been since he’d flipped the switch, destroyed the Dalek fleet, told Rose he—

“Still gettin’ used to sleeping like a regular person?” 

Jumping, the Doctor twirls around, forces a grin as he meets Rose’s cheeky smile. She’s leaning against the door-frame, shadows beneath her eyes. Looks a bit like he feels, all out of sorts.

“Regular? Who says I’m regular. Never stuck to regular, me.” 

“Like how you’re taking your coffee?” There’s a definite hint of laughter there now to her tone. “Irregular?” She pushes off from the frame, heading over to join him proper in this almond-expanse of a kitchen. “Didn’t think you even knew how to work one of these things.” ‘Or need to use it,’ is implied by the flicker of her gaze over his features—probably looks tired. And he is.

It’s awful feeling it. How do humans function like this from day to day? 

“Oh, there’s plenty you don’t know about me, Rose Tyler.” Like how her mascara’s smudged and he has the weirdest urge to fix it. While simultaneously wanting to go right back to bed this very instant, and what does that say about him? Him? The Doctor.

“Mm, so I’ve noticed.” There’s a hint of cheek there, but the way her gaze flicks away from him says it’s more than that.

Smoothing down his shirt, he focuses on the machine more than her. Oh, the water’s stopped boiling, he can… do the clicky thing now.

Fit the coffee grounds in. 

Though as he struggles with that, a sigh breaks through the open space. And Rose’s hands, gentle and still so kind, take the portafilter from his.

“Lemme do it,” she says. “Saves us a couple of minutes.” She flashes him a small smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes, and he shuffles back, letting her work the machine.

It feels… so wrong, this. Domestic. 

But also… 

Studying her profile, he chews on the inside of his mouth—probably picked it up from Donna, not his habit. It’s not just weariness, is it? Not with Rose. It’s… it’s probably him.

More than likely.

Most definitely.

‘But he’s not you.’ So heart-broken as she’d said it back then, with eyes only for his original self. Standing right there, beside the TARDIS.  “Sorry,” he blurts out.

She stills. Then she’s fitting a cup beneath the nozzle. “For what?” It’s casual, a little strained, her response.

“For… Just…” He flails a hand about for the answer. Can’t push any of what he really wants to say out into the open. Everything within him’s babbling about it too fast. “This,” he settles on. 

Me, he almost says. But doesn’t.

“S’ not your fault,” she says, cold, curt. Glaring at the coffee machine like it’s out to get her. Then she takes a breath in, releases it. “Just… need time to work through this, yeah?” She glances his way, the small smile’s back. But it’s a bit brighter, not meant to hurt. “An’ we got plenty of that now.” 

She’s saying it for him, not for herself. He can tell. 

He doesn’t know how, just does. In the inflection. In the way she looks at him, like she’s seeing someone else. Someone better.

Running a hand through his hair, fast and rough, he breathes out through his nose. Turns away. 

He hears the clink of the cup three seconds before arms wrap around his waist. “Don’t,” she says, then there's light pressure—she's pressing her forehead against his back. Warmth against his spine. “Don’t do that.”

He looks down at the tiled floor. “Do what?” 

“Go all distant, going somewhere I can’t follow.” Her arms tighten around him.  On automatic he rests a hand over hers, runs his thumb over the back of it. “I’m still here.” 

“Then stay here.”

His singular heart twists in his chest. And he turns, holding her close. The rapid beat of her own heart thrums against his ribcage, her floral perfume brushing past his nose. 

He kisses the crown of her head. It’s stiff, but his to do. For her sake. “All this time,” he murmurs, “I’ve been running. But when I was at my worst… you showed up.”

Something like a laugh breaks out of her, but it catches in her throat. “Just that one word: 'run', and it’s all we did,” she says, teasing. “Going from one place to the next, never stopping. All those different places we went to… People we met. An’ you could say what you like, but I could see how kind you were, even then.” “Couldn’t have asked for a better friend, pulling more of that out of me. Making me see it for myself.” Stepping back, the Doctor looks into her eyes. Hazel, flecked with hints of green. Lashes fluttering as she tries to fight back her tears. “Or who you’ve become to me now.”

She reaches up, cupping his face between her hands. And for a moment, just a moment, they stay like that. Seeing past everything they were and to what they’ll be able to have in the future—their future—together. Separate strands from their timeline weaving together in silver and gold. 

Then he kisses her. 

It’s an awkward thing, unlike the surge of emotions yanked out of them both on Bad Wolf Bay. Slow with hesitance, but she guides him, her lips soft against his own.    When they part, he presses his forehead to hers. Gentle, as she’d been with him. Trying to convey what he can’t in words.

And together they breathe into the quiet. 

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Chapters: 13/24 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Ninth Doctor & Rose Tyler Characters: Rose Tyler, Ninth Doctor (Doctor Who), The Doctor’s TARDIS Additional Tags: Introspection, Character Study, Fluff, Grief/Mourning, Loss, Love, Trust Issues, Hurt/Comfort, Healing, The TARDIS rooms aren’t shown enough so I’m taking that into my own hands, TARDIS Repairs (Doctor Who), Exploring the TARDIS, Life in the TARDIS, Missing Scene, Slice of Life, Processing Trauma, Ninth Doctor Era, Complicated Relationships, Melancholy, Post-Episode: s01e03 The Unquiet Dead (Doctor Who), Nightmares, Original Alien Planet, Injury Recovery, Angst, Classic Doctor Who References, Bad Wolf, Episode: s01e08 Father’s Day (Doctor Who)

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Aerti WIP Art Update #5

I ended up repainting Aerith's head, hand and dress! I'm hoping now I can finally start putting more hard shadows down, rendering their hair and maybe a few lines, I'm still not sure if I want to keep this without lineart or not, but I'm having fun with it, haha! Previous WIPS:

[1], [2], [3], [4]

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Another Aerti Art Update!

I'm hoping to finish rendering these two over the weekend. I still need to paint over Aerith a bit more I think and adjust her colours, but I think I'm making decent progress!

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Another Update on my Aerti art!!

I'm planning on adding more shadows to Tifa, blending softer shadows on Aerith and maybe making a little background of them sitting on a bench. This has taken me about nine hours so far, I'm happy with how it's starting to look now! (I'll also move Aerith's arm behind Tifa's boot for the perspective)

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Doctor Who (1963), Doctor Who, Doctor Who & Related Fandoms, His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman, His Dark Materials (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: First Doctor (Doctor Who), Ian Chesterton, Susan Foreman Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Daemons, Drabbles, Alien Cultural Differences, Daemon Settling (His Dark Materials), Time Lord Biology (Doctor Who), Inside the TARDIS (Doctor Who), Hehe always a fan of naming daemons, Their naming conventions can be really intriguing, Daemons Series: Part 1 of Daemon Days Summary:

Daemons are a constant; as their person ages, they fit themselves into one form. So why shouldn’t it be the same for Time Lords?

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Aerti WIP!

I ended up adding Aerith to my Tifa fanart! I couldn't resist lol It still needs a lot of work but I'm hoping I can finish it in a few days

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Some WIPs of fanart I'm making for Tifa!