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wtl-archive · 2 days
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Chapter One | LANGUID 5
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Due to planned future events I'm being forced to update this comic on here lmao
This is the last set of pages for this part of the chapter
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nugatorysheep · 5 hours
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[Edgy boy blues]
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minor-r · 6 months
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My Weapon concept for WD!Steven X Garnet fusion!
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Click for better quality / Кликните для хорошего качества
Steven from @ask-whitepearl-and-steven made by @thechekhov, more specifically.
Info under the cut / Подробности дальше
I drew it in CorelDraw, and what can I say... I'm not drawing anything in Corel by my own will again.
Рисовал я в CorelDraw, и что я могу сказать... В кореле я больше по своей воле ничего рисовать не буду.
It can change length of both its segments, just like Steven's staff does, and gauntlets can be detached if needed, for example to reveal a sharp spike, or to be thrown at enemy! in this scenario two additional effects also take place: Garnet's rocket gauntlets and Steven's energy blast!
Как и посох Стивена Это оружие может менять длину, а перчатки можно отсоединить, чтобы обнажить острый шип или запустить их во врага! В последнем случае также активируются сразу две способности: ракетные перчатки Гранат и Энергетический выстрел Стивена!
I haven't figured out what the fusion themselves would be like, but I imagine them to swing it around like a VERY heavy kung-fu stick and sometimes use it as a hammer.
Как само слияние выглядит я так и не придумал, но я представляю, что оно бы сражалось этим оружием в основном как кунг-фу палкой, только ОЧЕНЬ тяжелой, иногда используя его как молот.
Fun fact: I got this idea more than a year ago, on Aug 15, 2022! (no idea why I remember this lol) At some point I was even scared that by the time I finish this Steven and Garnet will already fuse in the comic XD Забавно, но этой идее уже больше года! Она пришла мне в голову 15 августа 2022 года! (Без понятия почему я это помню хввх) Какое-то время я даже боялся, что к тому моменту, когда я это доделаю, Стивен и Гранат уже сольются XD
I also got some ideas for Steven X Rose, so maybe I'll draw this too sometime! But not soon.
У меня также есть пара идей о слиянии Стивена и Розы, так что может быть когда-нибудь я и это нарисую. Но не скоро.
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Fanart for @ask-whitepearl-and-steven
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its not as good as it could be, my usual art program is being less then working... so i had to use a random art website. yayy...
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blueau-niverse · 1 year
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neopinkdiamond · 1 year
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So, around this time last year, I drew this pic to try and get out of an art funk.
That funk's back, and wouldn't you know it, Dio of @blueau-niverse happened to join the WD!AU server and I figured it would be good to revisit the concept of "take a MomSwap!AU and give them the NPD treatment"
I didn't make the actual anniversary, despite my efforts but whatever, have some Neo Blue Nora.
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Something silly and a hint of what to expect in the next installment of Twisted Wonderland!Kaiju AU:
Kaiju!Grim: *-about to breathe fire-*
Yuu: *-scratches chin and rubs ears out of desperation-*
Kaiju!Grim:
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piedoesnotequalpi · 3 months
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🌻🌷🍎🍌🍒🫐 for the ask game (you don’t have to answer all of them tho this is kinda a lot lol)
Howdy 🤠 I answered the blueberry one elsewhere but I will see what I can find for the other ones!
🌻: Favorite funny quote from a published work
“She’s cooler than you,” David said absently. He dug a bulky Nokia out of his backpack. “Sorry, I think my mom’s calling. Could be important.” The phone wasn’t actually ringing, but he held it up to his ear and walked away.
From What if, in fact, you're just disgusting?, which features fourteen year old Javid starting off very much on the wrong foot.
🌷: Favorite sweet quote from a published work
David looked up from where their hands overlapped and stared out at the water. Jack had always thought that the pond water was a worse color in the winter, but it coordinated so well with the blue-gray of David’s eyes that he now found himself wondering how he’d ever thought that.
From chapter 5 of Not till a hot January. Over 100,000 words of fanfiction later (I know those are rookie numbers compared to Finn but shhh), that whole scene remains (in my opinion) one of the most sickeningly sweet things I've ever written.
🍎: Favorite angst quote from a WIP
“But we were invited,” Joe said. “That nice producer booked our flights personally.” “Katherine doesn’t want you here,” Darcy said flatly. “Katherine can speak for herself,” Joe said. “Can’t you, darling?”
From the next chapter of How It Will Be, of course
🍌: Favorite funny quote from a WIP
“Wait here.” Tony dashed up the stairs; when he came back, he was holding a jean jacket. “Thanks?” Katherine took the jacket. “Why–” “You look like a straight person right now,” Tony said. “I figured this would help.”
Also from HIWB, because frankly I do not have any quotable bits for my mini bang fic yet (though I do have stuff written for it! Everyone clap!)
🍒: Favorite sweet quote from a WIP
“Good,” Davey whispered. “I still can’t believe I–I [redacted].” Jack kissed him. “It made you even more attractive, honestly.”
Even more HIWB! The quotes I used are all pretty close together in the fic, because I don't have as much written for the next chapter as I'd like (tiring week at work)
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maybe not an "au", but a sad idea for you: dark link is the one making the portals. when the adventure's over, the chain is stranded in whichever hyrule the battle was fought in without him around to give them a way back home.
No, no that is definitely a au, with a ton of possibilities, depending on which world they land in.
If they find themselves in Sky’s time then there’s the possibility that Zelda could maybe make time capsules like thing’s were each hero sleeps until their respective time. Then it’s the next’s hero’s responsibility to make sure they get home. Time would have to wake up a bit earlier and possible separate the boys so they can get back to their respective timelines.
This same possibilities could also happen with the rest of the chain’s timeline to. Accept the list gets shorter and shorter. It’s when the timelines split that things get dicey, if they get stranded in the Fallen timeline, only Hyrule, War’s and Wild can sleep until their home, and only legend could possibly go back in time to his if they ended in Hyrule’s.
If they ended up in the child timeline, only Twilight, War’s, and Wild can go home, and Sky and Four could possibly, go back. Meaning Time and Malon would be adopting Wind, Legend, and Hyrule. Which I think Wind would be the one to take it the hardest, because he left his sister and Grandmother behind. With the other two being a little more neutral about it.
If they ended up in Wind’s time, Pirate family! But probably have second best bet of getting all of them home. Thank’s to War’s Story you know breaking the timeline, and would make a interesting story, because while Wind is fighting in the war. He be secretly hiding the chain trying desperately to get them back to their correct timeline, all while trying to hide War’s from War’s. Keep Legend away from Marin, Twilight away from Minda you get it. All the time he’s fighting he and Tetra have eight guardian angels watching them and protecting them. What be the saddest part of this entire story is when they all return they be about 5 to 6 years older.
War’s time would have the easiest fix, if might take a minute but probably could get everyone home with easy.
Wild’s definitely the hardest. The could possibly look for the gates of time. However it not looking good for the chain if they ended up their. At least they have each other, and Time could build a new Lon Lon Ranch.
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aether-wasteland-s · 1 year
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The youngest son of the family Meyrick was an exile. His name was Cain, and in attempting to sabotage the collapse of a revolt, he had been branded an outcast. Unlike most, who would be largely disheartened by carrying such a title, Cain didn’t seem to mind.
It seems he was born for the life of an outlaw. One thing was for certain, and that was that he certainly got used to it quickly. Life on the run was one that was well suited to him. He had little to his name except for that which he’d stolen and the shirt off his back, and he’d found an abandoned demolition project and made a home for himself among the rubble and dust. It wasn’t anything lavish, but it was his, and it was home.
It wasn’t as if he’d had much to claim as his own anyway, and he no longer had any right to anything, but that little run down building was his, at least.
So, when he returned from an all too dangerous city trip to find an unknown figure lying within the rubble, he first checked to see whether he was dreaming. There had never been anyone else here… Nobody else knew where this place was…
So, why now? Had someone always known?
He approached cautiously. No, this was no dream. There really was a man there, and by the looks of things, he was injured.
“Hey,” Cain tried, as softly as he could manage. When there was no response, he tried again.
This time, the man started, drawing in a sharp breath. He attempted to get himself as far from Cain as possible, but whichever injury was most prevalent wasn’t letting that happen.
“Woah woah, ‘s alright, sir. I’m not gonna hurt you…” ‘more than you already are’ he wanted to add, but the words never came. He held up his hands. “I just wanna know how you got here, how you found this place…”
The stranger cleared his throat, but even then, it took him a while to respond. “I didn’t think it belonged to anyone,” he mumbled, his voice hoarse. Cain noticed an accent, which was unusual enough in these parts. The fact that it belonged to an injured runaway who’d essentially broken into his home revealed a lot more. Perhaps he was a fellow exile, bound to walk this place alone as he was.
“You’re right, I kept it as I found it. I thought that nobody would spare it a second thought… Clearly, I was wrong.”
The man said nothing, all the apology he could muster written in his strangely blue eyes.
Cain sighed. “I didn’t mean anything by it… You’re like me, ain’t you? An exile?”
That was the riskiest question he’d ever asked. Weirdly enough, the stranger offered no protest or even so much as an offended look. In fact, the expression on his face was more defeated than anything else.
“... Yes. That- that is true…” he nodded like he didn’t want to admit it.
Cain offered him a sympathetic glance in return. “What’s your name, traveller?”
“Theonidus.”
Oh yeah, this man was definitely a runaway. An exile from another kingdom whose very identity was probably stained with blemishes. There was blood on his hands, and that wasn’t strictly metaphorical.
“I’m Cain. You’re welcome to stay, if you want, Theonidus.”
Being presented with no better option, and needing the time to tend to himself, Theonidus accepted the offer. His first priority was getting himself to such a standard that nobody else would suspect him of murder. At the end of the day, he was exiled on a lie. He was at the scene of a crime when the figurehead of his kingdom caught him with the blood of his late friend on his hands, and didn’t think twice about casting him out. Since then, he’d been looking out for himself and trying to find some time to tend to his injuries without risking his freedom or his consciousness.
After Cain invited him to stay, he brought out the resources he’d been using before his conviction, and started to patch himself up as best as he could. The most prevalent injury he’d sustained was a long, thin slash running from one shoulder blade to the other. He couldn’t exactly remember how that one was sustained, but he supposed it had something to do with the moments before he was cast out. It would be difficult to cover, that much was for certain.
Cain watched the care he expressed over himself. He’d given up doing that a long time ago; he no longer cared for how he presented himself and paid little mind to what he did with injuries. But, watching Theonidus was a strange experience, and the way that he performed such a set of tasks seemed like it should be answering questions.
“Are you a medic?” he asked, suddenly feeling awkward for remaining standing, and deciding to slide down against the wall.
“In a sense,” Theonidus answered, not looking up from his work. “I had been training, but that was something I never got to finish.” He sighed, almost full of regret, and then at last did he look up. “Cain… This may come as an incredibly outlandish question… But, do you believe in ghosts?”
For a moment, Cain stopped, having been taken completely off guard by Theonidus’ sudden shift in tone. He knew exactly what this question was regarding, but it was awfully startling to be hearing it from a man of science. “Yeah, I do,” he confirmed, and then added, “let me guess, you’ve got yourself a ghost, and you don’t know whether or not it’s real?”
Theonidus looked startled. “Wh- yeah, actually… How did you-?” He looked over towards the shadow of a tall man standing by his side.
“Oh, every outcast has their ghosts, mate. It’s basically commonplace.”
“You too?”
“Oh aye. His name was Michael. He was just a kid, bless his heart… A runaway. I tried to help, but we got chased, and he wasn’t fast enough… I’m gonna regret that one forever…” As he spoke, someone else emerged from a different part of the building. He was young; no older than 20 at best, and his dark hair was pulled back from his face with a rough strip of fabric. Theonidus was under the assumption that this was Michael, because his skin bore the same ashen quality of his own ghost.
“What- what about you?” Cain asked, suddenly wary.
“His name was Allicus. My closest friend. It was a shame that I couldn’t save him when I tried. He’s the reason I’m on the run, actually…”
No more was said on the matter. For the first time, Cain really started to notice Theonidus’ ghost. He was aware that the traveller was a tall man, but his ghost was far taller, and his hair looked like it had been hacked short with a blade.
Michael approached silently, and reached out his hand. Allicus returned the gesture with a brisk handshake, the lad bringing a slight smile to his lips.
“What d’you mean that he’s the reason you’re on the run?” Cain asked out of his own curiosity.
“Well,” Theonidus looked briefly at the ghosts, and then forced himself to glance back up at Cain. “I got caught on the scene of a battle with blood on my hands. His blood. In all honesty, I was trying to save him, but-”
“But it looked like you were in the middle of murderin’ him?”
Theonidus only nodded.
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nugatorysheep · 13 days
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Heartbreak as a young lad. He looks pretty normal for a future dictator and genocidal maniac lmao
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minor-r · 11 months
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I don't know why, but every time i see this CG picture (from @ask-whitepearl-and-steven ), my brain just refuses to perceive it correctly...
How It actually is:
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How i see this:
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IBIS. IBIS PAINT X. LISTEN TO ME. I NEED THE CHARACTER SHEETS YOU'RE withHONLDING FROM ME. PLS. I HAVE LIKE 2 MORE PAGES TO DRAW. IBIS PAINT X PLEASE LOAD. PLS.
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blueau-niverse · 1 year
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collectorofcringe · 10 months
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Thats my au, meet Kevin , he is a energetic child and likes EDF ,but is a very cool person (sorry my style is not so good)
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octozay · 3 months
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i want to perish why the hell is drawing in my own style so hard now wtf. it was more easy to draw in the SU style sifjdksGDJlas
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