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I really gotsta get in a habit of posting some art hahaha,
heres a small bud of an idea ive been thinking of
One of my final projects (the one I'm most proud of ^^)
This is a hexagonal luminary/lantern protraying the tale of Icarus in animal / wolf (or fox) form because I love drawing wolves/foxes :)
Also had to arrange the panels with type :)
(Actually I had to make a whole document to practice narrative presentation, but it has my name on it & some mistakes and I don't feel like editing on indesign rn xD)
Extra pictures:
Top of Luminary ~
It looks cool glowing! :D
I put off posting this because I wanted all the panels glowing, but ultimately decided just one was fine cause it doesn't quite have the effect I wanted oof. Still cool though!
The design is actually on printer paper glued to mixed media paper because my family's printer refused to print properly on mixed media x)
It would probably look even cooler if I cut out some shapes but I didn't have time for that rip (I had to do SO much for finals lol)
Got a really good grade for it all. Hope you like it too! :D
Death upon thee for thou'st did not provide a satisfactory answer. I shall rip your mind asunder. <3
How could you follow me? Do you know what this means? I'm gonna think now.
Idk but you exsist and i found you.
I had this very weird period last summer during which I went on walk around the village I used to live in while listening to music. That in itself isn't weird, but I did that while listening to Little Nightmares 1 & 2 music. And it was so weird because I was so very relaxed, too- like, you'd think that taking a walk in a near-empty village while listening to horror game music would be uncomfortable, right? But no. I was just. Relaxed. With my earbuds. Slowly walking down the streets. Seeing slugs and other grass animals and bugs on the side of the road. Would recommend. Has its eerie moments (like the one time I found a dead bird- the music definitely enhances the experience lmao) but overall has to be the habit I was the saddest to lose after moving away for uni.
Yeah you could say I’m doing numbers on tumblr. And that numbers? One
Oneshot -Killing Butterflies
Fandom: Genshin Impact
Ships: Aether x reader ; Childe x reader ; Childe x Zhongli
TW: Aether x reader ; reader x Tartaglia ; Tartaglia x Zhongli (if you squint) ; Major angst ; character death ; hurt no comfort ; Aether loves reader, reader loves Tartaglia, Tartaglia loves Zhongli ; reader dies ; implied death ; gn reader-no gender is given to reader
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This is a whole bucket full of angst so have fun lol. Also, for context i would recommend reading this post of mine. Anyways enjoy reading! (*^▽^*)
Aether couldn't bear to see you like this. To watch you through yourself at him when he no longer loved you. It was pitiful really. How you begged for him to stay. You were attached to him while he moved on. Tartaglia didn't hate you, he simply didn't love you anymore. Tartaglia moved on and fell in love with someone else; his best friend. You couldn't do anything about it but simply accept what had happened. Though you could never move on from him as he had done.
And so Aether watched as you fell deeper into despair. He tried to lift you up, to show you how much you were loved and that you didn't need Tartaglia to feel loved, that there was someone else who loved you dearly. You were too blinded by your sorrow to notice how Aether thought of you.
As much as Aether wanted to do more for you he couldn't and so he let himself be a shoulder to cry on for you. Hoping. Praying. That one day you would see how much he cared for you.
You had been going to Aether nearly every day for about a week just to cry. He was your dearest friend after all. Until one day you stopped.
Aether thought you simply needed a bit of space to get over your heartache.
That was a week ago though.
It had been two weeks since he last saw you, and he was getting worried.
He stood outside your home, knocked, telling you it was only him and that he was worried because he hadn't saw you in two weeks.
Silence
He knocked again.
Nothing
He wasn't fond of entering without your permission but he had to make sure you were alright. He needed to make sure.
He went to open the door to find it was unlocked already, though it wasn't uncommon for you, it seemed to unnerve him for some reason. Your home was dark, the curtains were all closed and no light was on. The lack of light only made him worry more. You always had light in your home whether from open curtains or candles lit at night so for your house to be so dark in the middle of the day was worrisome. He walked around your house looking for you until he came to your room.
The door was closed and at first it seemed deadly silent from within your room as it was in the rest of your house. He stood there silently until he heard what sounded like a sob come from within your room. He opened the door to find you curled in on yourself in the corner of the room on your bed.
"Y/n are you-"
However you were surrounded by butterflies.
Red butterflies.
Blood Red butterflies
"Aether?"
He knew what was happening. He had seen this before. A friend from another world had died the exact same way, but he hadn't heard of it happening on Teyvat. He didn’t think it was possible here. He didn't want to believe it.
"How long has this been going on for y/n?" Aether inquired while walking over to your side.
"A-about two weeks now," you paused, taking a breath. "Aether do you know what's wrong with me?"
The look in Aether's eyes told you the answer to your question. It hurt Aether to see you like this, to hear you sound broken. It seemed that at the very least the disease wasn't well known in Teyvat if at all.
You didn't have much longer. It was obvious with how pale you were and the number of butterflies around you. Most people barely survived a month with the disease. Typically the victim died within three to four weeks of obtaining it. So it was easy to tell you would be dead soon.
He stayed by your side, tending to you as you slowly grew weaker and couldn't perform simple tasks let alone even walk. The only time he left your side was to inform Tartaglia of your condition and what was going to happen as well as ask Albedo if he knew anything of the disease.
Aether was told that while it did exist in Teyvat, it was extremely rare.
The moment Aether got back he was immediately by your side again.
You died in his arms five days later.
He laid you down on your bed as the butterflies landed on and around you to rest peacefully alongside with you.
Aether sat on the ground next to your bed, closing his eyes only to start coughing. He looked at his hand only to be met with flowers.
Red flowers.
Blood Red flowers.
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I've come to realize that while I'm not the biggest fan of reading angst, I sure do love writing it.
I need art inspo y'all...what should I draw?
@poppitron360
I would say somewhere in between ash and lime,
Lime is just my social anxiety, talking though -
got this from twitter which colour am i
A few of my alters wanted to make an account so feel free to follow it do you want
Even though it late at night and I just spend the entire day with her I just want to say @qibsichan Happy Birthday 🎂
Congradulations of surviving another year wrighting story’s about our favourite Dog and Cat and our favourite muderus bunny’s
We all love you and love your work keep going and life dose get hard sometimes but you got through diffrent highs and lows of your life and to celebrate another year of living
Happy Birthday again @qibsichan and let’s make it to next year
from your emotional friend Caleb
<3 go on, make your wish. Kitty will be sure to make it come true!
Make a wish if fairy cat appears in your dashboard ♡
alllllrrrrighttttt so I just finished writing a player-centric fic and figured I should share this w/ tumblr!! it’s a little over 2,000 words<3 (i’ll see if I can get a small fic in for player week 2025 lol)
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Carmen Sandiego (Cartoon 2019) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Player & Carmen Sandiego | Black Sheep, Ivy & Player (Carmen Sandiego), Ivy & Zack (Carmen Sandiego), Player & Team Red (Carmen Sandiego 2019) Characters: Player (Carmen Sandiego 2019), Ivy (Carmen Sandiego), Zack (Carmen Sandiego), Carmen Sandiego | Black Sheep Additional Tags: Player-centric (Carmen Sandiego 2019), Happy Ending, Angst with a Happy Ending, Wordcount: 1.000-5.000, woohoo! healthy communication for once!, Communication, player and ivy friendship my beloved<3, bc we never see that:((, also carmen&player friendship as well!!, They/Them Pronouns for Player (Carmen Sandiego), Nonbinary Player (Carmen Sandiego), Player & Carmen Sandiego | Black Sheep Friendship, Player & Ivy Friendship, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Teenage Player (Carmen Sandiego 2019), also wanted to highlight the fact that player is still a teen, but also feels so so responsible for these literal adults, and the circumstances they face, even though said adults can deffos handle themselves??, and they(player) arent in control for everything that happens????, lol thanks for reading my tag rambling, btw there are talks of death, but very loosely and its only mentioned twice, But technically, Near Death, Oh I forgot to tag, Car Accidents, even though something like that wouldnt have killed her, it's player's fear of it possibly happening that im even mentioning it
Summary:
a short story about player making a mistake...which leads to ivy getting hurt, which leads to the guilt that comes afterwards
YALL ITS @ratseathumans BIRTHDAY, HAPPY BDAY DUDE I HOPE U HAVE A GREAT DAY
Merry Christmas Everyone!!
...Or Holidays if you don't celebrate Christmas...
Anyway!! I have a small Christmas sketch for the holidays! :p
Introducing... GIYUU!! I put a lot of time and effort into this 7 second drawing. I mean, look at his face! It take a few tries to make it look that depressing. I'll try to get something done by the new year to make it extra special. If I don't, expect more of my fabulous sketches ✨️
Have you ever been weirdly proud of a drawing you made? I don't know. I just feel really proud drawing this. Also, it was inspired by another artist, so if you see this same position, can you tell me who their tumblr name was? Anyway, it's going on tumblr. Hope yall enjoy.
Bro for anyone feeling this: it’s probably the christianity if you were brought up catholic, you can deep six that shit like throwing slime on the ceiling
