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For @kikuthestrange‘s art contest. I decided to make the expression a little different just to make him look extra goofy. 🙃 Hope you like it!
(Also this is my first realistic drawing I’ve done digitally so I’m happy for that!)
A friend suggested I keep him shirtless, so shirtless he is.
Have some very mild Jhin vent art.
21st May, 2022
I actually don't mind (for the most part) how the anatomy came out on these. Despite our lecturer having no idea how to draw actual bodies and muscleature and being generally really stupid with how she described the "differences in body shapes"
Gradeschool level anatomy class aside, I actually don't mind some parts of these. And also you get some rough monster designs as a palette cleanser.
🎧 - Burst ear drums (as for the character: I'm Feeling Lucky)
Sorry about it being traditional art (I dont really have the time to get on the computer right now)
"I'm Feeling Lucky" with me tends to result in random bouts of nobodies from my mind. So unfortunately you are stuck with a nameless woman having her ears burst from explosions as she hides from a soldier, as opposed to a character you like.
A very rough phone sketch, for the purpose of character design.
08 Febuary, 2020
But I Did What I Thought That I Had To
Which is bad too!
I thought that I could take it,
All the hate could just be shaken,
But when you lo- care for someone,
Not much hurts more than their scorn.
Someone you used to know.
Concept:
an AU where after Danny's parents find out the truth about his biology, they turn their weapons against him; affectively leaving him no choice but to run away. There was no longer a 'Daniel James Fenton'; a child long dead after he was killed via electrocution. He cuts contact with everyone— and I mean everyone; only the god of time knows where he is. He turns to Gotham to start a new life there; under the guise of 'Danyal Nightingale', a homeless kid in crime alley, under the protection of the sentient city herself.
Enter: Bruce Wayne.
Bruce Wayne was quite the enigma to him. The teen basically knew everything about self defense, but Bruce is rich rich; Danny can't really understand why he would need to be athletic as shit for "self defense" when he's pretty sure he could've just hire mercenary level bodyguards. But he doesn't pry on it too much; because Danny understands that somethings are better to not poke around at.
They both grew up. Danny still couldn't understand Bruce. They grew closer, yes; but Bruce would literally... disappear. Like— for long amounts of time. He would ask Alfred for his whereabouts, but the butler simply shook his head, insisting that Bruce would be fine.
And he was right, technically.
The (now pretty grown) man would always come back, even if he was battered and bruised. He would wave off his best friend's worries with "I'm fine"s and "stop worrying"s that just fueled his distaste about Bruce leaving.
And then Bruce left, again.
While he was slightly annoyed by Bruce's constant disappearance, he can't help but just sigh in resignation at the hard headed billionaire. Bruce will come back.... eventually, at least.
He was right; Bruce did come back.
But he didn't.
He couldn't.
He was trapped inside a neverending nightmare.
Because they found him.
Years pass by and his whole body felt numb, numb, numb. He's always either strapped inside a straight jacket in an empty room or torn open like a frog in biology class, on top of a surgery table. He doesn't remember how to speak, what he sounded like, what food tasted like— how it felt to move freely. Because all he could do over the past years (decade?) Is silently take the torture if simply existing.
On a good day, they would let him dream. He dreamt of talking, hyperfixating about stars and Greek mythology— he dreamt of playing tag and cooking messily in a kitchen; all with a boy and older man whose face he doesn't remember. On those days his life felt a little more bearable; like it gives him the motivation to just exist.
"... there's no way you're named after a bird."
"....ne. What's yours?"
"Danny is a nice name."
"Hey, wh— HEY! Get down from there!"
"Don't be such a worrywart. I'll see you soon, Danny."
".....Danny"
".....Danny!"
"Danny....?"
His dazed eyes weakly focused on the familiar voice calling his name; the sight of a dark figure by the lab door greets his line of sight.
He's strapped on the table; chest still wide open as the figure rushes over him. He could hear their heart rattling inside their ribcage and their heaving breaths.
....no. this is all just a dream.
TRIGGER WARNING!
*vivisection
*worms
*brain
*blood
*human lemon demon (kinda)
GAME OVER!
“ Poison on the inside—
I could be your antidote tonight.. ”
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Heretic (2024) and Disease (Lady Gaga, 2024) inspired.
ref and extras under the cut
My first attempt at gore, did I do a good job?
These are some my OCs, Sayaka (on the floor) and Koko (sitting). I'm totally addicted to them, so I hope to post more about them in the future.
This drawing was a whole new experience for me. I'm trying to be more ambitious with the poses and angles. I'm also putting more effort into the lineart and this time I actually shaded the drawing!!!
I'm really proud of how it came out, though I'm a bit nervous about posting this, as it is very different from what I usually post and it could shock someone. Either I put "gore" and "gore tw" in the tags so you can block it if it makes you feel uncomfortable.
I'm back Tumblr Nation (college and life is busy aa) Redrew some old (2ish years ago) art and had fun going ham with the lighting hehe
Old drawing below the lineee
oh shit thought i posted this??
basil design is by otomerson who wrote a sickass fic 😎
I drew some vent art for Invincible after spoiling myself with the comics, GORE warning, I'm not a very good artist but there IS blood. I also referenced a base I found on Pinterest, it didn't have a water mark on it, so I don't know who drew it.
Yes, Cecil is my fav character and he dies TwT. This is a OC, a demon. Yes, I ship them. Fight me.
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