“Dirtyhands and the Wraith”
its been a while since i drew six of crows fanart lol so heres my favs <3 speedpaint + annotated version under the cut
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Meow ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
(=^ェ^=) Meow
does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
“what that mouth do” gnaw on bone and chew through ligaments
WHEN ON PERIOD:
do not crash out
your feelings are NOT valid
do not send that text
don't kill yourself. lock in
do not act on negative emotions until at least 2 days have elapsed
My path was called “The Splinter”. For every ounce of truth I found, ten ounces of reason were lost.
would you believe me if i said i kept this mostly spoiler free...?
i know it's the smell of festering carrion that draws them and not death itself, but i think it'd be fun if crows (and other corvidae) could sense ghosts, even unseen. just imagine the surreal horror of watching a flock of dark wings circling a complete void of presence.
Do you think Jesus ever didn't want to be the son of god. Do you think he ever laid awake at night at an age when he was just barely old enough to understand what that kind of title meant, and wish and wish he could just be normal. Do you think he ever wished he could sculpt pigeons out of clay without them turning to life. Do you think he struggled to make friends when he was a child. Do you think that, as he grew older, he would count the amount of people he trusted and find that number to never be higher than two. Did he ever help his father with work and wish he could just become and stay a carpenter. Did he ever run back to his mother weeping for being different. Do you think he ever prayed to his "father" to pick another, to choose someone else to carry this kind of burden, only to be met with silence. Do you think that when he first made friends, the light in his eyes died when they called themselves his disciples instead. Do you think the realization that he would never connect to a human like a human would was soul-crushing for him. Do you think he prayed. Was he ignored. Do you think that, when he became an idol and had twelve gathered around him, he would look around and find he hadn't spoken in twenty minutes, and feel so utterly lonely. When he was told he was nothing but a sacrificial lamb, do you think he felt scared. Angry? Did he curse, did he grieve? Did he have to hide his terror at the idea of slowly dying because god Said So as to not worry the people that looked up to him since the day he was born. Do you think as he was dying on the cross, his divinity faded from him, seeped out of him along with his life, gathered in a bloody pool underneath his feet, and he just felt human. Angry at being a sacrificial animal. Lonely and in pain. Do you think it killed him, being denied a lifetime of humanity, only to feel so utterly mortal as he died. Do you think that, for a moment, when he was brought back to life, he demanded an answer from his "father" as to why he had to suffer, and why he got to live once more when so many others suffered and died and stayed dead. What do you think went through his head when he was called back to him. Do you think he accused god. Do you think he screamed. Was he ignored. Do you think he cried.
"Show, don’t tell" means letting readers experience a story through actions, senses, and dialogue instead of outright explaining things. Here are some practical tips to achieve that:
Tell: "The room was cold."
Show: "Her breath puffed in faint clouds, and she shivered as frost clung to the edges of the window."
Tell: "He was scared."
Show: "His hands trembled, and his heart thudded so loudly he was sure they could hear it too."
Tell: "She was angry."
Show: "She slammed the mug onto the counter, coffee sloshing over the rim as her jaw clenched."
Tell: "He was exhausted."
Show: "He stumbled through the door, collapsing onto the couch without even bothering to remove his shoes."
What characters say and how they say it can reveal their emotions, intentions, or traits.
Tell: "She was worried about the storm."
Show: "Do you think it'll reach us?" she asked, her voice tight, her fingers twisting the hem of her shirt.
Tell: "He was jealous of his friend."
Show: "As his friend held up the trophy, he forced a smile, swallowing the bitter lump rising in his throat."
Use the setting to mirror or hint at emotions or themes.
Tell: "The town was eerie."
Show: "Empty streets stretched into the mist, and the only sound was the faint creak of a weathered sign swinging in the wind."
Give enough clues for the reader to piece things together without spelling it out.
Tell: "The man was a thief."
Show: "He moved through the crowd, fingers brushing pockets, his hand darting away with a glint of gold."
What’s left unsaid can reveal as much as what’s spoken.
Tell: "They were uncomfortable around each other."
Show: "He avoided her eyes, pretending to study the painting on the wall. She smoothed her dress for the third time, her fingers fumbling with the hem."
Use metaphors, similes, or comparisons to make an emotion or situation vivid.
Tell: "The mountain was huge."
Show: "The mountain loomed above them, its peak disappearing into the clouds, as if it pierced the heavens."
Tell: "The village had been destroyed by the fire."
Show: "Charred beams jutted from the rubble like broken ribs, the acrid smell of ash lingering in the air. A child's shoe lay half-buried in the soot, its leather curled from the heat."
woah this character is so cool i wish they were covered in blood their whole body trembling with a look of absolute horror on their face as theyre struggling to breathe in panic
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