So as I talked to you earlier, here are my ocs! I’m hoping to make them all into a webcomic, as they’re all from the same “universe”. (All the girls you see are the same person, but from different universes)
The plot of the comic is that they’re all dimensional guardians, meaning they can travel to different fandoms and media through pocket dimensions (ones where they can interact with the characters, but the main dimension is not affected).
So the top left two are the mains, Ana Cryos and Crysten Eise. Ana is very shy and a bit scared of most things, whereas Crysten is a lot more hardheaded (he is literally practically ice sooooo)
The next (to the right) is Shard, on the left, who is the exact opposite of Ana. Therefore, she’s a bit of a toned-down anti-hero, who’s a serious narcissist. Her “counterpart” is Ezra Warden, the closest thing to a human among them. He’s from the 1940’s, and was experimented on by cruel scientists. (Think mutilated Steve Rogers). Although he seems like a good guy, he was injected with mustard gas to make him go crazy with vengeance, and also to tear apart his skin.
The ones on the bottom left are the happiest ones in the group, Shardisi Cryos and Mahesh Kek. Shardisi, unlike the other Cryos’, has had a happy life but feels the mental and physical pain of her other versions. She’s also a mercenary along with her partner, Mahesh, who’s the son of Anubis and is basically a big puppy in a jackal’s body. He has all his father’s powers, including the ability to turn human.
The last ones (bottom right) are Shardisiana Cryos and Ash Pyroxi. These two are polar opposites, as “Shar” is extremely aggressive and hot-tempered, while Ash, though gruff, is easygoing and quite flirtatious.
This is all my art. If you have any questions, feel free to shoot me an ask or pm!
you know that trope in shows or movies where the evil character is in captivity and starts talking to the Heroes to try and mess with their minds, and starts analysing them going “face it you’ll never be good enough” … “you try to act tough but inside you’re broken” … and the Hero gets really rattled and upset.
well i want a scene like that where it doesn’t work
Villain: “You have a darkness inside of you. You try to hide it, but it’s there–”
Hero: “Yeah that’s the depression, there’s pills for that.”
Villain: “You try every day to make your mother proud. Even after death, it still haunts you. But she’ll never be proud of.”
Hero: “Well yeah, she was an emotionally abusive narcissist, she was never proud of anything I did, what else is new.”
Villain: “You put on a good show, but deep inside I know you don’t feel worthy.”
Hero: “I know, man, I’ve been trying to work on that in therapy.”
Like… give me characters who know they’re mentally ill and traumatised who can’t have it used against them because they’ve fully accepted it
Ampleforth/Lay Me Low by The Albion Band (this was written in the ‘70s, but The Albion Band, and this album in particular, is made up of a bunch of old Fairport Convention members with vocals from people like Martin Carthy and Maddy Prior of Steeleye Span, and you really don’t get more Traditional English Folk than that)
Some doodles I did on the side yesterday night ( @blesstale drew Zunde that there ) including Dreby taking his first steps. I saw this kid screaming “NOOOO!” at some meat in a grocery store before running to his mom, so there we go ✌️
what she means: In a Crowd of Thousands reveals that Dmitry is set on the girl he saw when he was 10 years old, and when Anya remembers it being her, his first instict is to sing in rejoice because he found her again, and afterward leans in to kiss her. Anya isn’t opposed to it at all, but he stops because in that moment he has to realize that she’s not just the girl he’s been in love with all this time, she’s royalty. Dmitry literally finds his dream girl and then immediately after has to face the fact that she’s out of reach. His kneel is out of respect for her position, but it’s also the point where he is forced to accept that his dream was shattered as soon as it came true.