Being An Artist Is Hard

bumblebee and cliffjumper need to be voiced by key and peele

MAM refs 2/3: secondary characters

I honestly doodle them more than the main trio lmao, but they seldom get finished art and had very outdated refs 😭 now they are free

Israel returned to war again. The bombing is everywhere. We are being exterminated here and the whole world is silent.

In a moment, 400 people were killed, most of them children and women.

There is no food, no drink, and no way out of this hell.

We are dying before your eyes please, don’t leave us alone! Save us, do something protest, donate, participate.

I don’t want to die! Please support me with any amount that will promise me to buy food, drink, medicine and survive me and my family

THIS FUCKING IDEA KEEPS HAUNT ME but I legit CANNNNT DO IT RNNN

Using all my power to not yap about it because I feel it has potential but it may also just be shit. Also I am just learning html coding rn I am an ideas person not a getting shit done especially CODING A GAME person 💔💔💔

I've been cooking up a game idea and fixating on it but I've never actually coded before and it probably would be too ambitious 😭😭😭 AND life is hectic rn 🙏🌚 the inner machinations of my mind are an enigma

route 217 SINNOH. print now in my shop ^_^

Finally, after 470 days, children will sleep peacefully, and the bombs will stop. A quiet, silent night will pass over the entire Gaza Strip. This is what appears to the world, but the reality is entirely different. From this night onward, the real pain begins. Families will start remembering their loved ones lost in this war. Children will remember their fathers who died before their eyes. Mothers will recall the best moments they shared with their families in happiness, moments that no longer exist because of the death of their children. Wives will remember their husbands returning to them every day, now brutally killed before the eyes of the world.

From tonight, life will become more difficult for those who lost parts of their bodies—the one who lost an eye, the one who lost one or even both legs, the one who lost his hands, or those who now suffer from complete or partial paralysis. All of this will not be shown to you by the media.

We are still suffering even after the ceasefire. Yes, it is a relief that the bloodshed and massacres have stopped, but our suffering continues. We are still displaced, still under siege, and still in need of your support.

Our goal is 100,000 euros. Thanks to you, we have collected 86,960 euros. This means that we have reached 87% of our goal. Only 12,000 euros remain for us to reach our goal. It is not far away. With your help, we can achieve it. Please make it happen with me so that I can travel with my family to save my father and treat my little niece. This is the last chance and you can give it to us.

"A Rule of Fear"

I really wanted to play around with the framing device in this story, as I liked imagining the air of mystery that Defiance cultivated while they existed. I don't know who the unnamed narrator in this story is, it can be you if you want.

However with this framing device, I do understand that some of the details may be a little hard to glean, so here's a quick summary of everything that happened with Defiance. Deepdark got chronic wasting disease by eating the crow that had eaten Wild Rose, and at the end of his life he asked Prowl to kill him so he wouldn't die from the disease. In doing so he also killed Prowl, and after their deaths Defiance collapsed into chaos and became destroyed. Spike and Fang left to their own devices, but occasionally visit Deepdark and Prowl's gravesite, and Ranger and Hacksaw left for a nearby town to terrorize housepets.

A couple cameo characters appear from Issue 28, which I've used here in the panel on Page 2. Please refer to Issue 28 for user credits.

Shoutout to Deepdark for being one of my favorite characters I've ever written. He really was a blast to create, and I love how many people responded to his brand of overdramatic evil. Fly high, my freak. I'm planning to create a short comic about his childhood at some point, but I don't know when it'll be. Just be on the lookout!

The title for this story comes from Theodore Sturgeon's "Microcosmic God": “So he instituted a rule of fear. The most trivial departure from what he chose to consider the right way of doing things resulted in instant death of half a tribe.”

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artist in denial of being depressed: omg this 2 month long art block has been crazy... sorry i haven't updated any of my fics in a long while! it's just been super difficult to daydream! so weird that i've lost a little bit of passion for my current comfort character and ocs... this couldn't possibly have any implications or alternative explanations

may you be safe among the stars my dearest son

remember how fucking godawful the divergent series was