lol my blog desc got deleted but basically im an artist whos here sometimes and im vibing
warlock problem #248: worrying power dynamics featuring your patron's boss
That Pact Dynamic When ur patron is a LG bureaucrat and ur a moody teen
"Mmyeah?" Luka says distractedly, eyes still on his book.
Mal wraps one arm around their sketchbook, leans their head further back onto his shoulder and looks up. "If I kill someone, do you have to do paperwork?"
Luka's fire turns a darker color as he smiles nervously and cartoon sweat forms on his face. "UM-"
The 'bonus' image shows, later, Luka sitting at a desk wearing his full glittery coat. His brother Zak, a shadowy creature with four red eyes and three arms, sits next to him, wearing a fancy outfit with loose off-the-shoulder sleeves and a gold necklace and bracers. Zak's head rests on one hand and he is smiling.
"You must regret not letting me keep them, huh?" Zak says teasingly, flicking the collar of Luka's jacket.
Unamused, Luka does not look up from the stack of papers he is currently working on. "No."
[id: a digital drawing done in soft limited-palette colors in a style that looks like watercolors or markers. It shows Mal, a human kid with a pink buzz cut, medium-toned skin, and visible vitiligo, hugging Luka, a humanoid angelic creature with a round head crowned in teal fire and matching wings. Mal is wearing two layered shirts, a sparkly periwinkle crop jacket, dark pants, and combat boots; Luka has a matching sparkly coat, long, with a tall collar, fading from the same periwinkle down to pink; as well as green pants, long gloves, and pointed pink shoes with tied laces.
The two of them are drifting gently through space, eyes closed, arms around each other. Mal's head rests against Luka's chest sleepily, smiling slightly, and they have one arm around his back and the other one folded close to their chest. Luka looks down; the bottom of his face touching the top of Mal's head, and he has his arms around them as well, around their back and shoulder. His wings are held such as to almost encircle them both as they drift in the stars.
Handwritten above them, following the curve of a circle, are the words, "Everything sucks but I have faith in you."
maddy let me hug luka challenge
an open question
Luka is a figure made of light with cyan fire burning on top of his head and eyes the same color with slit pupils. His head is notably round and he has no nose. He is wearing a button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and holding a martini glass partially filled with a bright green liquid. He rests the side of his face in his other hand and looks down at a mask, of similar appearance to a calavera, which is lying on the bartop. The mask has a purple flowerlike pattern around the eyeholes, blue dots on the cheeks and eyebrows, and a pink scallopped pattern around the upper edge. As Luka looks down his expression is pensive/worried and his face is flushed indicating that he's drunk.
Zak, a figure made of shadow sits next to him, facing away, leaning back on his elbows against the bar counter. He is wearing a pale shirt with ruffled cuffs and a purple vest with golden embroidery. He has a total of three arms, two on the right side. Wisps of shadow drift off of his head in curls.
The dialogue reads,
Luka: Do you think we're doing the right thing?
Zak does not respond.
just realized i forgot his bow...maybe later ill draw him again, bonus points if nathans riding on his shoulders
knife go krr
1: a room. in the foreground, another kid sits eating a sandwich. in the background, young mal stands by a window, setting their backpack down near a table.
2: Mal sits at their table looking down disinterestedly with one hand on the lid of a metal lunchbox. Around them are various noises from other people talking, represented visually as blank word bubbles and score marks.
3: Mal opens the lunchbox to see their stuffed bunny, Chuffles, immediately sit up from inside and reach out towards them. "Mallory!" exclaims a voice in their head. They stare blankly, seemingly caught off guard. Text next to their head says "ah".
4: Someone from out-of-frame says, "Hey Mallory! What's [obscured text] lunch?" Mal immediately slams their lunchbox shut, their mouth extending into a rigid line and sweat beading on their face. The voice in their head says, "Hey. Hi! It's time to talk! Rude."
The second image is two drawings of Luka, a humanoid with a floating fiery orb for a head. He's wearing a long coat and gloves, with a sash tied around his waist. In the first one, he walks hurriedly with one hand on his hip and the other holding a piece of bread. He says, "lol sry gotta go toast is done ✌". From out of frame, Mallory says, "dammit luka". Luka adds, "(also it's cosmic toast that will consume your whole dimension if I don't consume it first but that didn't seem important to mention)". In the second sketch Luka is wearing a mask that looks like a simplified version of a human skull. He smiles and gives a thumbs up. end id.]
[id: a grayscale drawing (fountain pen on bristol board) of Mal, a human wearing large round glasses and a hooded coat. They are scowling with their teeth grit, nose wrinkled, and tears running down their face. Through one lens you see one of their eyes, entirely dark including the schlera. The other lens is filled by darkness, a distorted spiral, and a reflection of flames. They face straight towards the viewer. Their coat is clasped at the neck and the hood is up. A sort of glitch causes the edges of the hood to flicker to the side around their face. The space around their head is angry scribbles and crude drawings of knives and cross marks. Two semi-transparent hands are on their shoulders from behind, and bordered by fire come the words, "Focus. Focus. Focus the energy." end id.]
[id: a black and white image, drawn with fountain pen and scanned in. It's a bust shot of Sunny, a human with a round face, wide nose, and a partially-shaved head, with longer hair on the top in tight curls. She wears a bandanna around her neck. Both her eyes are closed and she smiles and says, "Be OK, okay?" end id.]
[id: a three-panel comic.
Mal as a child, maybe around ten years old, stands with their long dark hair messy over their face, wearing a t-shirt and jeans and holding a stuffed bunny in one arm. They're drawn in shades of blue. From out of frame, their mom asks, "Are you sure you want to bring Chuffles to school, hun?"
Mal clutches Chuffles tighter and nods silently as a sort of vivid darkness gathers around their head.
The third panel is golden and warm as Mal's mom stands smiling down at them. Her hair is pulled back in a ponytail and her face is kind. She says, "Alright. Ready?" and holds out a backpack.
Transcript- [audio from brooklyn 99]
Mal: "So again, your alibi is...a mysterious stranger handed you the gun, made you put your prints on it, robbed the store, and then hid the gun in your underpants." [A series of scribbles shows R doing these things except instead of robbing a store they kick Tina into a hall of mirrors.]
Zak: "Well yeah, if you say it like that it don't sound believable."
Mal: "Oh, hey Captain! Did you get my report on the Finley murder?"
Luka: "Uh, yeah I looked it over--nice work."
Mal: "Good. Thanks, Dad."
[silence. in the background Zak laughs so hard he falls out of his seat.]
Mal: "Why is everyone staring at me?"
(offscreen): "You just called Captain Holt 'Dad'. You said 'thanks, Dad'."
Mal: "What? No I didn't--I said 'thanks, man.'"
Luka: "Do you see me as a father figure, Peralta?" [In the last frame, text next to Mal's head says "maybe".]
Mal doesn't know how much to tell.
Of course their patron has already told them the pact does not have to be secret, but still they have their doubts. They know he has their best interests in mind, and yet...he's so disconnected from this reality that they doubt he would understand. It's a sensitive thing, to reveal that your magic is not your own.
And Mal has just woken up from a very important dream.
How much can they tell before the others ask too many questions?
the figure reaches out and holds your face in both hands. "Focus. What do you see?"
Mal takes another look yet it seems nothing has changed. "Still just space..."
The figure gets blurrier now. While at first they were an indescribable mote of light now they seem to be made of the blur of a faded photograph. Their gaze almost seems to be going through you. "Look harder."
artfight attack for @UnidentifiedBlog!!
[id: a pen-and-watercolor bust shot of requiemArchitect's character Jade, who appears human save for her multitude of eyes. she has pale skin, seven blue eyes, and shoulder-length brown hair blowing slightly in the wind. she wears a green shirt and cap. she faces forward and slightly to the side, looking in the other direction out of the corner of her eyes, some of which are shut in what's probably her version of a wink. Light shines from behind her, framing her face in shadow. She's smiling. end id.]
[id: a colored digital doodle of Commander Peepers from Wander Over Yonder. He's a small humanoid with an eye for a head, and he wears a black-and-red uniform and a helmet with a lightning spike on top. His arms are crossed and he looks off to the side with his eye half-closed. end id.]
[id: watercolor bust drawing of snake, a human with fluffy brown hair, pale skin, a green t-shirt, and square glasses, smiling and doing a peace sign with one hand. end id.]
ayy drew this on the sixteenth but scanner wasnt workin, solved the problem now-
attack on Ghostlysnake !
...la segunda es que ocurría cuando mi hermanita decide unirse en mi dibujo xD
descripción corto: dos dibujos de dr flug. en la segunda hay un bocadillo con la cara de skeppy.
no tengo la energia para describir más al momento-
attack on skaiachaii's character coco! [artfight]
[id: a drawing done in pen and watercolor of coco, a deer shown here in cartoony anthro form. coco has white fur with brown spots and little lacey patterns on her back and on one of her legs. She has blond hair and blue eyes with visible eyelashes and is wearing a reddish-brown beanie, a brown cloak, and a necklace with star-shaped beads. She sits in quarter-view facing to the viewer's right, waving and smiling. she is drawn in a cute cartoon style and white gel pen has been used to make texture marks on her clothes and little white spots on her fur. end id.]
attack on pluto-paws' character pluto! [artfight]
[id: pen-and-watercolor drawing of pluto, an anthro cat character with calico spots on their tail and ears. They're wearing a turquoise sweater and lying on their side propped up against a pillow next to them. Their sweater has a shirt-collar with a bell. They smile with their eyes closed and a paw up to their mouth, as if laughing. There is a cartoony five-pointed star on top of their head. end id.]
drew sometime earlier this year, scanned+edited today
Darius is one of the woodfolk; plant-creatures from the deep woods who have gained the ability to move freely without need of roots. Darius is humanoid, with dark brown bark and wide green leaves covering most of eir head, like hair except sticking up to greet the sun. One other leaf serves as a tail. Ey has bright cyan "eyes" with no pupils, and the bark around eir eyes is darker than most of the rest. Ey also has no neck; eir head just floats in the air above eir torso. Ey wears only a faded turquoise shirt with scalopped edges; the shirt notably has no neckhole. Eir feet have little glowing wings floating beside them, the same color as eir eyes, and little flecks of the glowing color scatter to form a short trail whenever ey moves through the air. Eir arms are like sticks, with more of the bright glow visible inside them.
In the first drawing, Darius stands facing to the side with eir arms behind eir back, looking out-of-frame with narrowed eyes and a frown.
In the second drawing, Darius has one hand behind eir back and the other extended in some gesture, one leg bent as if taking a step. Eir eyes and mouth are entirely open in a sort of intense smile, perhaps as if yelling, and three cartoon burst marks are beside eir head.
In the third drawing, Darius hovers a few inches above the ground with one arm behind eir back and the other's index finger tracing an invisible line across where eir neck would be if ey had one.
In the fourth drawing, Darius is sitting down with one hand partially raised to wave and a confused frown on eir face.
@UnidentifiedBlog finally has a sona so ofc i draw
kweeka as of our most recent session
home sweet home...