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Page 17, ENJOY THE TENDERNESS!
A wip for the morning :)
so I drew a cat girl oc
her name is Spyre
and
she has this entire backstory that results in her escaping who we shall henceforth refer to as “some assholes”, and meeting an elf girl (lesbian love yippee)
and then over the course of a few months to a year while living with said elf girl she found her own style and stuff (some assholes never let her make choices, even about herself)
Bam. Have her transformation
little while after escaping (like a week or two):
And then several months to a year (back view) (actually drawn two months later) :
Greyscale! And me not knowing how to draw Jean jackets! Wow!
Screwing around with colorsssssssss (and ofc intense rendering hahah)
And her actual colors!
doing a pride campaign with a friend for pride month so this month will have a good amount of art :D
First up we have
A ship I like to call Bambi Eyes! These are two of my OCs and I like em a lot :)
Yet another self portrait for two reasons:
1:the outfit was serving cunt yet again
2:I obsessively draw myself during times of gender dysphoria hahah
this turnedinto a series!!:
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While the world has its beauties, it also has its monstrosities.
Iterators are faults, created by unstable conditions, and exist in the form of creatures who physically, by all means, are impossible. Their shapes vary, but they often are mesmerising in nature, with three reoccurring ‘types’ of them displayed above.
These faults have tendencies to create ‘realms’, territories that they establish in random areas that they find suitable. The primary issue with these realms, however, is that from the outside looking in, there is nearly no sign that something is off - at least to the untrained eye. This means that a person that can secrecy them in the first place can stumble into one of these realms and interact with the iterator, bringing out their fatality.
It’s a debate whether or not iterators intend to kill, but no matter the intention, upon entering a realm and interacting with an iterator, your body begins to break down over the course of three hours. It’s theorised their energy produces a certain signal that triggers this effect. Strangely enough, the brain is always the one that dissolves last, leaving the victim looking more akin to a puddle of biomass than a person.
However, like everything else, they too can die. An anti-matter gun will destroy them and their realm…just make sure you’re quite a ways back. It’s pretty, but deadly.
Internal anatomy, Norn-White.
The appendix ribbon is essentially most human organs and their functions (stomach, liver, diaphragm, pancreas, etc) into one intestine-like organ. The appendix ribbon extends to form the mouth and other orifices with their own functions.
The neural network of a denizen is somewhat skewed, as instead of a central brain, denizens tend to just have bundles of nerves. Norn, being a wilderbeest with her extremity located on her head, has her nerve bundle located where her brain would be.
Here are Tobi's AU designs:
I was having a hard time with his and Jenny's opposite AU designs, so those may come later.
its not all about you, now, is it?
“i am almost completely soulless,”
i need to throw away everything in my room, throw away all my plants, throw away all my clothes, all my art,
“i am incapable of being human,”
i’m not thinking straight and i don’t remember how to calm down because everything i’m doing isn’t helping. i’ll try a different song, hell, an audiobook, deep breaths, god, i hate the feeling of coming down,
“i am incapable of being inhuman,”
why do i do this to myself again? its not unlike you to shit talk me backstage, and i’m sorry no one told you, (i thought someone would,) and its not unlike you to think everything is about you,
“i am living uncontrollably,”
(i watch your hair fall all over your face and i’ll look away and i’ll swear to never think about you like that again) and you’ll think that secret’s about you but its fucking not. i don’t think about you as much as you think i do.
(i’m lying to you and i’m lying to me,)
you, of all people, should understand, right? you should see through this, but you fucking don't.
“Is this how love feels like?” “You think I’d know?”
Another one inspired by @tothineownelfbetrue Disenchantment fanfiction “Being Orpheus”. Link to the ff: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24270553/chapters/58494040
Exploring some Lux lore in grey scale x