Curate, connect, and discover
I also did another single colour pallette for “Red” which I think was quite interesting and fun to work with.
13th August 2022
imagine meeting kenma in your university HSDDJDJ
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Trying a lineless style. This was really fun to do!
MASS ATTACK FOR ARTFIGHT THIS YEAR!!!! seafoam HAS to win. please. please. please. ple RED CHR: NYAHILISM on AF ORANGE CHR: crowshroomm on AF YELLOW CHR: rebelruetwenty on AF GREEN CHR: Maxklii on AF LIGHT BLUE CHR: traditionalbelle on AF DARK BLUE CHR: KingSillySmilez on AF PURPLE CHR: TinyAndroid on AF PINK CHR: Chipsicle on AF
OC (he / him) in formalwear from a while back! 90% done with a mouse due to a wrist injury (his face was by hand).
That moment she was mine, mine, fair,
Perfectly pure and good: I found
A thing to do, and all her hair
In one long yellow string I wound
Three times her little throat around,
And strangled her.
No pain felt she;
I am quite sure she felt no pain.
An excerpt from Robert Browning’s “Porphyria’s Lover”
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More Huevember!!
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Happy Thanksgiving/Huevember!!!!!!!
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Happy Thanksgiving!!! This is actually a panel from a short comic l'm working on.
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Happy Thanksgiving!!! As part of Huevember I've recolored some old art.
Remember, it’s Huevember!!!
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Here’s a poorly done RWBY edit I did:
Snow White But Vampire [Full Body Design]
Power Outage #89 Snow White But Vampire
Tried out another shading method.
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Dang I should’ve made it an orange.
hi! could you write a chloe x red x fem!reader (ben's younger sister) imagine where the reader is sick and they take care of her?
Pairing: Chloe Charming x Red x fem!reader (Ben's!younger!sister!reader)
Summary: Being sick certainly isn't fun. Luckily, girls are always ready to take care of you.
Warning/s: fluff, short fic, like really short fic, sickness, possible grammar and spelling mistakes
Author's note: My Wi-Fi sucked the whole day yesterday AND today, so I'm only posting this now even though I wanted to yesterday. Anyways, here you go. Hope you enjoy it!
The Isle of the Lost was a place where shadows clung to every cracked cobblestone, and love was a rarity. But you, Ben's younger sister, had always been drawn to the unexpected—the way Chloe's laughter echoed through the narrow alleys, and the way Red's eyes softened when she thought no one was watching.
Your secret relationship with both Chloe and Red was a delicate dance.
Chloe, the daughter of Cinderella, was fierce, but a true softly and she was never afraid to show it. Her blue hair fell in curls, and her eyes held secrets she'd never share.
Red, on the other hand, was all brooding intensity—the daughter of the Queen of Hearts, tuff nature with eyes filled with determination, but with a big golden heart.
One chilly evening, you stumbled upon their dorms. The fire crackled in the fireplace, casting flickering shadows on the walls.
Chloe's eyes widened when she saw you, shivering and pale.
"You're burning up," she said, her voice gentle like always. "Red, we need to take care of her."
Red grunted, but there was concern in her eyes. She pulled you closer, wrapping you in a blue and yellow blanket.
Chloe brewed a cup of herbal tea, her fingers deft as she stirred in honey and whispered incantations for healing.
"You're lucky we found you," Chloe said, her fingers brushing against your forehead. "We're not exactly known for our nurturing skills."
Red scoffed, but she stoked the fire, making sure you were warm. She pulled out an old book—a relic from Auradon—and began reading aloud. Her voice was deep, resonant, weaving tales of magic and redemption. You leaned against her, feeling the fever slowly go away.
Chloe sat on the other side, humming a soothing melody. Her touch was tender as she traced patterns on your arm.
"You're going to be okay," she whispered. "We won't let anything happen to you."
And in that moment, surrounded by two unlikely protectors, you believed her. The Isle might be harsh, but love had a way of healing even the deepest wounds. Chloe and Red took turns caring for you—Chloe with her potions and Red with her stories. They stayed by your side, their hearts entwined with yours.
Days blurred into nights, and you drifted in and out of fever dreams. Chloe braided your hair, and Red traced intricate patterns on your hair. They argued about the best way to break the curse that plagued the Isle, their voices rising and falling like a symphony.
When you finally opened your eyes, weak but alive, Chloe pressed a kiss to your forehead. Red grunted, but her hand found yours, rough and steady.
"You're stuck with us," she muttered.
And you realized that maybe, just maybe, the Isle wasn't so dark after all. One of them almost came from it. Love had found you in the unlikeliest of places—in the arms of a villain's daughter and a scarred hero.
As you recovered, you vowed to protect this fragile connection, to let it bloom like a forgotten flower pushing through the cracks.
And so, hidden in their dorms, surrounded by whispers of magic and the warmth of two hearts, you healed.
Chloe and Red became your anchors, and you, their shared secret—the missing piece that completed their fractured souls.
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Send me requests for Descendants: The Rise of Red characters, I'm begging you!
I... she can off my head whenever she wants to...
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