Cub Fully Clothed In That Hot Tub Leaking Dye Powders And Gunpowder Residue And Various Dusts Into The

I wanted to practice faces and hair, so I made an art (scandalous, I know). Its just some rando, ig, although I realized after I finished it that the hair suspiciously resembled my take on party poison. I had to resist the urge to go back and just fully make it a party poison fanart. You have to draw original stuff too, Ian! It can’t all be fanart!!

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anyway,

Not happy with how the shirt came out, so let’s all stare at the head again because I’m really proud of that hair:

(I don’t know why the background changed when I cropped it. Oh well)

i enjoyed drawing this hair style, so I might adapt it to use for one of my characters, but anyway this took three hours of my life that I won’t ever get back and I’m not above begging for validation on the internet please like or comment on this or any of my posts please please please I am lonely. Also I’m taking this opportunity for to formally apologize for changing my pfp every other day it will keep happening I assure you I just wanted to say sorry about that, and also sorry for making you read this word salad. I hope the rest of your day is lovely enough to make up for whatever this post is.

I did an art! (I know, crazy right?) I’m still stuck drawing with my finger, which is annoying, but luckily I did this drawing before my pencil broke. Hopefully I can get a new one soon! Anyway, in the meantime, with out further ado:

Some rando in a cityscape! Huzah, I suppose.

my mildly unintelligible incoherent rambling headcannons on the life series but primarily wild life and I had more to say but I had to cut it down lol and I’m mainly posting this for personal reference: (be wary, it is a long post)

Wild life is so fascinating from a lore perspective like in the past it was everyone against everyone else, friendly survival but things were just a little bit off, a little bit desperate, felt a little bit out of control, like maybe something bigger was at work here, but you could look the threat in the eyes and kill it and go home…until you couldn’t. As the strings being pulled turned from invisible twine to neon shoelaces and the hand in the shadows was suddenly the title character and every thing seemed to connect, seemed to end. But it didn’t. The watchers were the center the thumbnail the logo the everything mercilessly piloting the story towards the conclusion they desired, and then it was done, the loop back to the very beginning was made, it was finished. But then it wasn’t. What Real Life and Wild Life have in common is this sort of sense of storytelling absurdity, everything is cut short and brief and it’s silly and horrifying and painful (just to intulude here, I am still discussing everything purely lore wise. The only pain I experienced watching either of those things was sadness when they ended) and suffering doesn’t seem to have a meaning a purpose a quiet dignity anymore it’s April fools and everyone is throwing up and dead their bodies won’t listen won’t function can’t fight cant run but it’s a joke haha there’s no story no rhyme or reason it’s just torture and now the ultimate of random purposeless suffering wild cards they can’t kill each other can’t fight each other because every moment is a struggle to survive as the world itself has turned against them as their bodies betray them as they die in humiliating horrifying ways the very fiber of their being the very core of their world something is terribly terribly wrong it is like the order and rules that bound the life series have broken and the chaos of the void is pouring through drowning the code of the world as the players are ripped to shreds by the avalanche, watching their bodies crumble. It’s like the watchers finished telling their story of perfect and purposeful suffering and then pulled the string holding the knot together. It’s like the life series is a pane of glass that they polished to perfection, punched, and walked away, leaving the shards to slowly shatter as the beauty and horror and chaos and glory that makes up the world spews forth to tear it’s broken remains apart. There will still be the games, but now there is nothing pulling the strings, nothing holding it together. Suffering no longer has a meaning, a purpose, a goal, it is simply suffering. How terrifying must that be to have everything that you are shattering, pieces of you like broken glass strewn about as the void bursts forth to consume the ruins and the wreckage of the world.

We know that life series players are alternate versions of themselves, because while Hermitcraft scar is happily building his zoo in season ten, secret life scar is still out there wandering among the sunflowers. I don’t remember if real life Cleo lived or not, and we don’t know if this season’s winner will live on, but let’s pretend for the sake of this ramble being almost somewhat coherent that both cleo and the new winner live. What happens to the new winner (I’ll get to what happens to Cleo later)? The world is breaking, coming apart at the seams. Each new day brings a fresh horror from the void to try to wipe them out. And what about memories? This is where this strays firmly into headcannon territory, but my personal way of imagining it starts at a fairly ubiquitous jumping off point, the idea that lifers during the games do not have access to their memories, but going upon the alternate versions thing they do not remember the games at all. There is the original player, journeying through smps and servers, and then there is a version of them for each separate life series, shadow copies that they are completely unaware of and unconnected to created by the watchers to play puppets with in their perfect dark fairytale. Each life series is a new copy, because every game the copies all died. Up until secret life. They had had their fun, there was no reason for them to kill off the last one, scar, the winner left alive and alone. The og scar and the secret life scar are not aware of each other because og has no idea about the copy and copy wrongly assumes he is the real scar. He regained all the memories from before of Hermitcraft when he won and the watchers broke the game but the way he understands it is, because again the other life series were other versions of scar, he was on Hermitcraft uninterrupted up until suddenly they were all abducted into this game called secret life and they all were driven insane and killed each other and now he is alone. He can’t leave because the copies are bound to their worlds and doesn’t try to leave because as far as he knows there is no where for him to go. Crucially, again, secret life scar and Hermitcraft scar are two entirely different people.

So let’s imagine for this new winner, living in this horrifying shattered world, there are no more watchers to police memories. The copies are still made, the code is still there, the games carry on, becoming more garbled and twisted with each broken game, so that the copies don’t come out quite right, which explains the movement issues and nausea in real life and the way the wild cards go to the very data of the player and twist it in wild life. So this broken copy wins, and suddenly remembers, just as secret life scar did, all that came before, but the game is even more broken so they remember so much more than that. They see all the lives, every version of themselves. They see themselves after, the version that was never in the games, with their friends, living on. The versions of the friends they know are dead, but alternate, happier, more carefree versions live on with an alternate, happier, more carefree version of themselves. Their friends don’t miss them, don’t know they are gone, because they aren’t. They are alone and trapped on a world doomed to slowly fracture into oblivion. Everything is broken. But they refuse this, perhaps. They rebel. There is nothing tying the world together? Then they will escape through the cracks. They will find this world with the other copies. Real life Cleo, who remembers enough to know that they are are a copy, but the game hasn’t fully broken by real life so she is unaware there were other games. Also I’m realizing now that I haven’t really talked a lot about Cleo but tbh that’s mostly because their character strikes me as someone who is unshakable, pragmatic (this is why I think she and Scott got along so well, they both go at the games with eyes on the prize) who would of course be upset but also be rational, and simply try to make the best out of their life) secret life scar, who still believes that he is the only version of scar out there and that he murdered all of his friends. Both stuck on these worlds alone, but this new winner will break through the walls on these servers, and say come on, we’re here, we’re our own gosh dang people, so let’s go take back our lives. Idk where this goes from there but I headcannon that every real life version of all the players had mobility issues, hence the movement problems, but Cleo is the only real life player left so she’s the only one still experiencing these problems. I also headcannon that the new winner has, well, I haven’t actually figured out the specifics but some sort of residual issues relating to the wild cards and broken code.

this headcannon also introduces some interesting lore ties for Grian, and tbh I haven’t thought to much about how the watcher lore would work in this, well ig this is an au at this point, but if you think about his panic at the end of the most recent session, and that he was able to freeze time, it could be a sort of thing like he is unintentionally the one causing the games to continue being a watcher, but in the past he had no control but now he’s been handed the reins with no instructions and has no idea what to do. All the power and no clue how to use it. This also could lead to some interesting things about watching, because maybe in the past he could watch, could see that they were copies, and played accordingly. He knew the other versions would live on so he resigned himself to a certain extent to death, but now there is no path no clear cut story no string to follow through the dark he can’t see beyond the games and he’s terrified.

anyway that’s like kinda my headcannons idk if anyone will actually read this far but if you did thanks. Also I really wanna write/draw something for this, maybe turn it into a proper au, so if u person who is still reading would like to join me on that endeavor I would love to work with u.

some concept designs for an Oc, that I later scrapped but am still proud of!

That’s it that’s the post hehe

Could I ask for some smallidarity perhaps… (esmp2 maybe) /nf

Woah totally unexpected request from me, who would have guessed

never in a million years could I have foreseen this! /silly

here you go, the sillies! I freestyled their designs, but I think they came out really well and I’m actually really proud of these!

Idk I just think they are cute! And I really like how joel’s hair came out in particular, I might use that on my main design! And thank you sm for the asks these guys are just so silly this was really fun to draw. Plus one more vote for biggri nation yay!

gh,,, shadowrot or shiny duo for the soul perchance .... (or a false symmetry if you're feeling special)

(if you're still doing recs ofc !! sorry mobile tumblr hates when i look at your page i haven't a clue why 😭)

Edit since the cut is in an inconvenient spot: all the stuff I tagged is there I promise guys just scroll down

Absolutely I am! Here’s shiny duo:

Shadow rot: (this one is still kinda a sketch lol)

and False!

Also because I’m really proud of it, here’s the shiny duo drawing without the background and stuff:

Anyway sorry it took me so long to get to these, but thank you for the reqs!

just two boys in boats, boying and boating.

That’s all! (Also I know the anatomy and stuff is real…funky, on this one, but idk life is short and I’ve kinda realized that people aren’t really going to react more positively if it’s more polished, so I figure that making everything look perfect isn’t really a great use of my time lol)

ahhhh thank you so much bluet sending that right back atcha I had a ton of fun wit this and would love to do it again and ur art is fabulous!!!!!!! Ily too <3 Everyone go check out Bluets blog right now!!!

(Also woah a Joel fan and an Etho girl getting along no one could’ve possibly seen this coming! /sarc I heart you bluet everyone go and look at her gorgeous art or we will continue to publicly declare our ever lasting love that is a threat)

Dropping a collab I did with the amazing incredible awesome cool sweet adorable @iandoubt !!!!!!

This was literally so much fun I would do it again in a heartbeat ily ian mwah mwah. Marry me.

Taking this time to promote ian: go follow now or we can't be friends. Amazing art, funny, generally cool....literally me reincarnated go follow now and look at the AWESOME HECKING ART !!!

Anyways we decided on Hotguy and Cuteguy because blorbos. Guess who drew who 👀👀👀???a hint that is totally not noticeable: we both signed our names

fanart of etho being arrested for tax fraud

I loved this moment, the duality of this team-up

(this is my first animatic ever pls be nice >_<)