I feel like He Tian would dress like a total pimp later while Guanshan stays with his bomber jackets or warm winter jackets (bought by He Tian and the devil personified refuses to take anything for it in return *cough* Maybe Momo’s soul, but that’s a different story *laughs*)
Okay so I know I look tired af in this but I recently started loving myself without make up and I’m super proud because I always hated my face if I wasn’t wearing tons of it but now I actually feel 100% comfortable without it and I’m very happy🌺✨🌸✨🌺
After a week of thumbnailing, inking, coloring, and straining my got dam corneas, I finally finished my entry for Yacht Club Game’s Specter of Torment art contest.
I -think- this is one of the most complicated pieces I’ve done so far. I tried to draw each knight that was meant to be recruited at one point and include one element from either their stage or their boss battle that was implemented in this DLC.
The version of the final piece I have up there is of significantly lower resolution than the actual file, so I included some close-ups ‘cause those are some of the parts I’m pretty proud of. The original file is actually large print sized, so even if I don’t win, at least I got a convention print out of it.
Fandom: Knights of the Old Republic Pairing: F!Revan/Carth Onasi Warning: character death
Title comes from something Malak says to Revan: “You belong to neither the light nor the darkness. You will forever stand alone.” I wrote this, as one does, in a text message at around midnight because I wanted to give @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels some feels to tell people about. It comes from two things: an exploration of Revan choosing the dark side ending without being wholly evil (inspired by something Kreia says about Revan becoming dark lord out of necessity) and the cut dark side ending with the Carth romance.
Alright now that I stopped screaming, story time :
I was eating with mom and bro.
I saw mails on the table (a lot cuz we just came back from vacation).
I was looking forward to go back home, hoping maybe the book would be there when we arrive.
I asked if there was something for me.
I didn’t wait for an answer, or to finish eating, I got a look in the pile.
Suspicious envelope. *check the receiver’s name* MY NAME!
*aggressively opens it trembling of joy but staying careful to not break it*
*SEES A PART OF THE BOOK THROUGH THE OPENING*
*MAKES WEIRD NOISES WITH BRO AND MOM JUDGING ME REALLY HARD*
*HOLDS THE BOOK AND SHOWS IT TO THEIR CONFUSED FACES WITH A HUGE SMILE STILL SQUEALING* *tries to remain calm, continues eating, still turning some pages, so good to actually have the story in my hands, books are awesome*
Bro: “I should have filmed.”
Then I explained them what it is about, and yeah that’s it.
Hours later, I’m still like : “Hell yeah, I really am touching it!!!"
Marinette stared up at the gates of the water park, smelling pool chlorine and feeling the scalding sunlight, and thought about the certain doom that awaited her on the other side of those gates.
“…Just a few more minutes?” she begged weakly. Just a little bit more and surely, surely she could do this.
She could walk in and see Adrien in a bathing suit and not fall flat on her face.
Every inch of her was begging to charge headlong in — to go see Adrien shirtless in all his glory — but the little voice of self-preservation in the back of her head knew better: if she walked in now, she would die, plain and simple.