Hi, there!! You may not remember (I would not expect you to at all), but I used to be a follower of yours on Deviantart! I went by TheFeltHat and I was super into your Kirby humanizations and fanart. It’s been quite a few years, but I wanted to thank you! You inspired me to draw, and it’s something I love doing every day! I think about your art from time to time and I wanted to shoot you a message and thank you for how you made me want to be better, and helped me love my art! Thank you so much.
Awwwww~!! This was so sweet to see in my inbox! You don’t know how flattered I am to hear this ♥ ♥ ♥ I can’t even find the words!!! Honestly I didn’t even think anyone from DeviantArt knew I was posting on here now!
This was such a lovely thing to get in my inbox, especially after having a lot of rough stuff going on irl. I’m so glad I could be an inspiration to you and I hope you continue to draw and spread positivity, both to yourself and to others~! ♥ ♥ ♥ Get out there and show the world what you can do!!
I’ve been sick with the flu so I couldn’t make a new doodle for mah boi, so ah… have this masterpiece again, lol. Happy birthday, my beetle boy
Thank ya! I do have some answers to these!
I have actually juggled around some ideas for what mortal Radiance would look like, though I haven’t quite settled on one specific one. I’ve been digging around Tumblr looking at other people’s interpretations of her tho and trying to come up with my own.
I had always thought the mossy vagabonds were already infected by the time you first reach them. So their praise of the Radiance was more due to the infection’s influence than anything having to do with their own devotion.
As for my interpretation of the Seer giving the Dream Nail to the knight, I’d thought of it as her attempt to either a) see if the knight could quell her rage and bring her back to the deity she once was, or b) stop her rampage, as the Seer is well aware of the damage her goddess has caused (at least, that was my interpretation for her last line before she disappears, about atoning for her clan’s mistakes). She still believes in the Radiance, but she is not following merely on blind faith. She is aware of what her Goddess has become, but she still hopes that things can be made right, whatever that may be.
I.. actually totally forgot about that line, tbh xD I might have to rethink on that headcanon then, lol. Perhaps some kind of argument between them, or her trying to reinstate her reign by being like “NO NIGHTMARES, ONLY DREAMS”
Could anyone share their opinions/theories/headcanons about the Pale King, the Radiance, and their feud?
“Welcome to Hotland, dear~! I hope you enjoy puzzles... Hee, hee, hee~!”
Enjoy more fun artwork of my precious mad scientist babbu and her robot slave~!
Throwing my hand into the hk gijinka ring with my human version of Monomon~!
I think a lot about how Monomon in her normal form would perform mundane tasks (such as writing at a desk), and I thought it would be fun to translate that to a human form. I love to imagine that she intentionally doesn't tell people about the missing arms because she likes to see their shocked expressions when they see her for the first time.
Might tweak the clothing a little bit at a later time, I like the idea of Monomon in a hanfu-inspired dress, though I didn't think about it until I was done with this piece about how she puts the belt on... We can say for now that Quirrel puts it on for her, lol
Reupload of the of the quirrelmon pic because now it be colored~💕
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Hi gang! I'm here to show off a Bug Fables comic I just started working, on: Fractured Shell. I don't want to say too much about it yet, but I hope you enjoy this first half to the prologue!
Time waits for no bug, and Monomon has become desperate in her search to free Quirrel from his fate. Yet Quirrel sees that this unhealthy obsession has begun affecting her in the worst possible ways. Though she means well, Quirrel cannot let his teacher tear herself apart like this, especially not for his sake. But with Monomon no longer willing to listen to his pleas, Quirrel is running low on options. Desperate times truly call for desperate measures.
Come check out my next fanfic of HK, this time featuring Monomon and Quirrel! Hope y'all are ready for some angst and pain >:3
This is the master post for the Bug Fables comic, "Fractured Shell"! Looking for a specific post? Look no further than here!
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This post will update as new pages get uploaded! Feel free to drop an ask if there's any questions!
Behold! The BUGGOS as traditional RPG classes! (That wasn't what it started out as, but by golly, that's what it finished as, lol)
Kabbu is a warrior, Vi is a rogue, and Leif is a spellcaster!
Some headcanons I thought of while doodling this:
Vi's secret stash is full of stolen goods (Or as she calls it, "unknowingly donated" goods).
In place of his horn, Kabbu fights with a spear, though he may occasionally headbutt using his horn.
Leif is blind and uses his magic to sense the world around him (think like Toph/earthbending).
Monomon is the “Queen” of the jellyfish creatures that inhabit the Fog Canyon, but not in the traditional sense. She does not have a monarchy that she governs—She is the “Queen” that her “hive” serves and protects.
Like normal jellyfish, the oomas and uomas are like a bundles of nerves. They cannot see or hear, but they react to changing stimuli in the environment. The only one among them able to think independently, to see and hear the world around them: their queen, Monomon.
Before the rise of the Pale King, Monomon was incapable of higher thought. However, she was clearly more intelligent than the primal beasts that roamed the depths. She had a very strong sense of curiosity, which the King learned when he’d found a hidden stash of tomes and journals in her possession. Inspired by her desire to learn, he granted her higher thoughts along with the other bugs of Hallownest.
With her mind expanded, Monomon began to learn as much as she could about the world around her, including the nature of her jellies. She knew that they would respond to her mental state, but she didn’t know the specifics. There was clearly a pattern they would follow depending on her emotional state:
When she was happy or excited, they would gravitate to her and cling to anything around her. Her theory was that they wished to partake in whatever was causing her joy.
When she was upset, they would grab anything around them and bring it to her. She believed they are trying to cheer her up by presenting her with gifts.
When she is scared/angry, they turn hostile and attack anything that draws near. This seems to be a primal instinct to protect the queen when she senses danger.
It wasn’t until she took on her apprentice, Quirrel, that she was able to learn more about their behaviors. Since they behaved in response to her, there was no way for her to see how they reacted without her presence. But with Quirrel able to study them away from Monomon, he learned that the strength of the reactions that the jellies had was entirely dependent on their distance from Monomon. The further they were from her, the weaker their reaction. This has led Monomon to believe that she is unknowingly emitting pheromones out into the environment that they are sensing and responding to.
With this knowledge in hand, Monomon began an experiment to see if she could teach any of the jellies to ignore her pull or think somewhat independently of her. This would eventually lead to the creation of Uumuu—a being that was created solely for security purposes. It would be able to ignore her pulls so that it could remain vigilant, and had been taught to identify threats without Monomon having to identify them as such beforehand.
When Monomon became a Dreamer and was sealed away, it turned the Oomas/Uomas completely docile. Without their queen to guide them, they merely drift aimlessly, awaiting the call of their queen once more. The only exception: Uumuu, who still spends their days guarding the sleeping Monomon from any intruders who dare try to wake her. But with the infection slowly overcoming it, and without Monomon’s guiding tentacle, Uumuu has lost the capability to differentiate friend and foe. Even in the presence of a familiar face, it can only follow what it was trained to do:
Protect Monomon at all cost.
Guess who has returned from the grave and become a V-Tuber
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