#HUZZAH IT IS DONE

[mokadevs]

well, that's okay! it was going to happen eventually!

#fgo #lostbelt 6 #lb6 spoilers #oberon #oberon fgo #fate grand order #kiki draws #thinks about oberon and the welsh forest for five billion years #also i got one big non-comm illustration done before the end of january! huzzah!! #im p happy with how this came out ^_^ i struggled w the colors a lot but i survived

[pearl-kite]

Quick 2 hour study so I can technically claim I did something in September o3o

#art #kirehn draws #digital painting #magpies #digital art #artists on tumblr #birds #so yeah I put about an hour into the one wing and then got impatient and rushed the rest #but I have technically done something this month #huzzah

[pepsiiwho]

Once, Zagreus had asked Thanatos why Hypnos never left the house, the way death did.

Thanatos had scoffed, picking something out of his nail, when he answered.

“Where would he go?”

*Walks in, hungover, wearing a “SHE CAN BALDUR MY GATE 3 TIMES OVER UNTIL I DN on my D” unable to read the room*heyyyyyy guys. Been a minute. (crowd boos) haha that new game, am I right? Ahahah… I know it’s been a few days since I last updated, sorry for that! I had a busy weekend. Go read.

#the funnies #hades supergiant #hades game #hypnos hades #ao3 zagreus #zagreus #ao3 fanfic #ao3 hades #my fic #my writing #the update EVERYONE wanted #finally done #huzzah indeed #okay back to my bg3 hole #game awards sucked btw

[sydney-carton-of-sour-milk]

📣ANNOUNCEMENT📣 THE BIG 2024 PROJECT

At long last, I'm announcing what I've been working on🥁

Starting February 6th and continuing every other Tuesday through at least mid-December, this blog will be highlighting the work of various illustrators of A Tale of Two Cities over the many decades since its initial publishing!💫

As it stands right now, the archive will span from the very beginning in 1859 all the way through about 1992 (with a heavy density at the turn of the century) and will contain just under 500 individual illustrations by 20 individual illustrators — in styles ranging all the way from pen to painting and abstraction to realism✍️

All of these numbers will continue to grow, however, because this is an ongoing project! In fact I expect the queue to continue through a good portion of 2025 as I keep finding and archiving more and more — there's just so much out there! For this reason I am not posting these in a sorted order — I looked at what I have right now and ordered them to feel random and balanced, with some themed for certain months😎

Also! A large percentage of these (about half of the artists and well over half of the total illustrations) are coming from sources difficult or impossible to find on the Internet and are instead coming from my own scanning work: When I would discover in my research editions that I knew to have work by new illustrators whose pages weren't available for online viewing, I would seek out and buy those editions for super cheap online and scan them on my own printer's scanner — so for a lot of the old illustration work that this blog will be posting, it will possibly be the first time some of these have ever been uploaded for public view on the Internet!🤩

As far as keeping the archive organized on this blog, the organizational tag for these posts will be " #illustrators ", and I will also tag each post with the highlighted artist's name and with the decade in which each set of illustrations was initially published (as far as my research tells me)🏷️

On the off-weeks, this blog will be posting its usual miscellany, with a sprinkling of behind-the-scenes and extras for this specific project. But starting next week and continuing every other Tuesday* through about the entire year, expect a new post highlighting the work of a given A Tale of Two Cities illustrator — and be prepared because sometimes the number of illustrations on a single post will be in the tens/dozens since Tumblr increased the max image count for a single post to 30! *with the exception of April, which is going to have a special schedule for reasons you'll see when the queue gets there👀

I'm just so excited to at long last get to share this incredible archive here! I sincerely hope you enjoy this fascinating and often breathtaking look at these tiny, beautiful pieces of art history!🌟

#A Tale of Two Cities #AToTC #illustrators #classic literature #dickens #charles dickens #victorian literature #illustration #heads up #blogress #text #it really is happening this is so exciting! #i...actually still have a lot of work to do for it to be ready (the queue doesn't. Actually exist yet lol) #because this last week I needed a break from this project so I tried playing the indig0 disk dlc for p0kem0n scarlet and. #i. underestimated how long it would take. i'm still playing it actually. so. once that's done then it's back to this #i mean i'll definitely have next week's post done in time but just wish me luck trying to get the whooole queue set up by then too! #regardless. WOO-HOO! YIPPEE! HOORAY! HUZZAH! HECK YEAH!

[ohtobealady]

October Prompts

5 October: Silver

She paused her breathing—only for a moment. She paused it, slowed it, to slow her heart. She wouldn’t let Robert see her nerves. She wouldn’t let him see the small panic she felt winding its way up and between her ribs, choking the space there, where her heart beat.

Doctor Clarkson nodded at the brown bottle of iodine he held in his grasp. It glimmered mockingly in the bright spring sunlight that shone through the windows.

“You’ll use this when it’s time to change the bandaging.” She lowered her chin, listening. “It should be applied twice daily for the first few days, though I believe we’ll be able change to only once daily soon enough. We’ll allow the wound to air likely at the beginning of … er, next week.”

Cora nodded. Iodine. Twice daily when bandaging. Until next week, she committed to memory.

He handed it to her, reaching his arm across Robert lying between them, and he picked up the clean bandages. “Now, I’ll start the first change and, if you’re agreeable, I’ll have you complete it, Lady Grantham. To be certain.”

“Alright,” she mumbled, again the panic flirting with her resolve. It made sense, she knew, for him to teach her. She did hear a bit of condescendence there, she thought, but she was too tired to mind. For the truth was, she had never changed a bandage. She had hardly ever changed or cleaned anything. And she wanted him home with her.

Steeling herself, she quickly glanced at Robert lying there beneath her. Her own dear Robert, lips bloodless, dark circles beneath his eyes. Oh, while he looked terribly tired and unwell, he was, in fact, on the mend. His being here, lying between she and Clarkson, proved it.

Robert didn’t meet her gaze as Clarkson inspected his bandages and then began to neatly pull them away from his side. He still didn’t meet her gaze when Clarkson asked Cora to pay close attention to a particular area that was healing slower than the rest.

She did.

Cora did her best not to wince as Doctor Clarkson slowly pulled the bandage from Robert’s skin, a section of it sticking to where blood had dried against it.

She blinked. She, again, glanced to her husband’s face whose eyes were trained on the ceiling above them. She drew in a deep breath.

“Aye,” Clarkson said quietly as he rolled the bloodied fabric against itself. “Everything looks well.”

She made herself look now. If Robert was coming home—and he was—and she was to be the one to care for him—and she was determined to—then she couldn’t afford the fear that stung her chest.

Oh. But it was worse than she thought it would be. The sutures were there. Down the center of his stomach. Then below, a small line of additional sutures marching across.

Larger than she thought it would be.

One. Two. Three. Four. She stopped counting them, each thick stitch, realizing suddenly that there were more than enough to throw her heart into quick spasms.

She swallowed and looked to Clarkson, who nodded again at the bottle she held.

“Alright, my lady. The iodine first. On a cotton ball. Pressing lightly.”

She glanced at Robert, and then, gathering courage, grinned in an effort to pretend confidence. I will do this. Easily, she soaked the cotton with the iodine. And then, praying very quickly that she’d not hurt him, she pressed it gently—very gently—to the healing incision.

She noticed the way his shoulders tensed as she pressed. She had to ignore it. She noticed the way his eyes looked further upwards, and then as they closed. She had to ignore that, too. And then she noticed, with a rush of fresh panic, blood—red and new—beginning to seep from where her fingers had been.

“Have I—“

“—Ah,” Clarkson stopped her, remarking upon it as one may when finding a sixpence on the floor. “Leave it and just continue there. Near the sternum. I’ll return.”

But Cora didn’t want to continue there. She watched the blood form a neat and perfect sphere, and she swallowed away the threat of tears. Stupid, stupid, useless tears—oh, she’d not slept.

“It isn’t as awful as I’d imagined,” her pretended self lied aloud. “And this seems very simple. If I’d have known, we could’ve had you home days ago.” Lies. Lies, again.

Lying there, still, she heard her husband groan.

Oh, what had she done? “You aren’t in any pain, are you?” She studied his worn features for any hint of discomfort. “Does it hurt at all?”

At last, he spoke. “No.”

And again, it made her want to cry.

“Good,” she answered, tightly and curtly, and demanded herself to press the cotton ball to the very top of the long vertical incision. “I dare say this will all heal up very nicely.” Her fingers were trembling, and she pulled in a long—very long—breath. “Especially once we get you home and—“

What? What was happening to her? She’d done so well. She’d not cried. A few moments of weepiness, yes. But she’d not cried because, well, he was alright. He was here and healing and he was able to come home and Doctor Clarkson was so pleased with his recovery and—

—his cold fingers stilled her own.

Cora looked at his face and saw, at last, that he met her eye. Embarrassed, she sniffed back the emotion, the illogical and delayed emotion … the terrifyingly deep love she felt for him.

His thumb passed over her fingers, and Cora closed her eyes. Nodded. And opened them again.

“I feel quite capable of this, you know,” she lied one last time. “But I warn you, once you’re home again, I won’t have you over-exerting yourself and undoing all my hard work.”

He didn’t speak, but Cora could feel it. She felt the way his finger held her own tighter.

“—here we are.”

He dropped her hand. She turned to Doctor Clarkson.

“Silver nitrate,” he said, brandishing another small bottle. “Just a touch to stop the bleeding.”

Cora watched him; she watched the way he administered to the tiny bleeding spot. “Wounds can sometimes bleed, a wee bit, post-trauma.” And she watched in wonder as the bleeding stopped, as if frozen by the tiny silver drop against his skin. “Even the smallest prodding can do it. But, not to worry, it’ll heal.”

#cobert #cobert drabbles #cobert s6 #need to masterpost #obviously I’m behind on my October prompts #and I’ve done ‘silver’ a zillion times I feel like #huzzah!

[spottedenchants]

Relationship: Fjord & Essek Thelyss

Additional Tags: Post-Campaign 2 (Critical Role), Self-Loathing Essek Thelyss, Touch-Averse Essek Thelyss, Touch-Starved Essek Thelyss, Late Night Conversations, Angst, Isolation, Brief discussion of suicide, Communication, Emotional Hurt/Comfort

Words: 4.4k

Summary:

“Why are you here?”

“This is my ship.”

“That is not an answer.”

“Why do you think, Essek?”

“You care, yes. I am certain that is the case for every. Last. One of you.”

-

AKA Essek wants some peace and quiet and Fjord tries to pay forward a kindness

Read on AO3

#essek thelyss #fjord stone #critical role #chanse writing #2.5 YEAR ANGST HUZZAH #still got like. idk 8? wips for it still stewing and who knows how many more will pop up #but THIS one is finally done

[kwillow]

Woeful envy is a normal thing for a good Christian boy to feel when listening to songs about the son of God, right?

#ambroys #christmas #oc #human oc #well - human in this pic #sorry for him again - for some reason a holiday revolving around religion and feverish consumption makes me think of him #surprise bonus Christmas pic! I didn't think I'd get this one done in time but huzzah I managed it! #I drew this pretty much just to amuse myself but maybe someone else will get something out of it too. #if nothing else you can feel relieved that you're not spending the holiday with Ambroys. #my draws

[tortoisesshells]

625, 5.

#have to say. no one has done well in a wedding dress thusfar. angelique got buried alive in hers. maggie got psycholgically tortured; #and nearly brainwashed in josette's. vicki got stood up in hers; which was tragic for her but I can't say I didn't punch the air: huzzah! #anyway. no two uses of 'stranger' have stood out to me so strongly as these two. #vicki truly stays the heiress of josette dupres collins. a stranger in collinwood. alienated. the whole thing with burke/jeremiah. #the news from collinsport #victoria winters #josette dupres collins

[herushingu]

Y e a h, i decided to make a healthier schedule for myself but prep work for that did not go well the last two days so youre getting extra make-up art (3) today, hellfam 😅🔥

#i got the prep done tho so huzzah for heathier days ahead #fantalk #art talk #update

[oatflatwhite]

another day another medical spiral on google

#today i have kidney disease btw #tomorrow who knows! #realistically i know i KNOW i don't #i had blood tests done before my surgery and literally just had a laporoscopy in which she looked all around my abdomen #if something was wrong it would have shown up right????? #but still i spiral and suffer. huzzah. #liz.txt

[chidoroki]

May 16th - Happy Birthday to Vanessa Enoteca

(with one Vanessa from almost every chapter she appears in)

#black clover #vanessa enoteca #rouge #bc manga #my edits #years ago a friend tried to convince me to watch BC & though i refused at the time he predicted that vanessa would be my favorite. fast #forward until last year when i finally decided to watch it and he was 100% correct. & im completely okay with it because DAMN she is #absolutely PERFECT! aaahh she's so gorgeous & i love her magic (& Rouge) and how deeply she cares for her family. her backstory gives me #some TPN vibes too. literally everything about her is wonderful & she's so fun to watch. i cant wait to see her again in the movie next #month. oh & speaking about timing..i almost forgot to post this because for some reason i thought her bday was next week?? i wouldve been #so mad at myself if i missed it. especially since i had this done months ago! literally started this right after i finished nozel's so this #has been chilling in my drafts this entire time. ooohh TotK definitely distracted me but it's still the 16th for me so it counts. huzzah!

[warblercore]

think I gotta stop making glee art because tell me why I tried to draw phil but he's kinda giving kurt?!?!

DAMN IT!!!!

#blue eyes. brunette. whoops i drew kurt #or....does it look fine and im just tired? #potentially #i got a lot of work done today im glad i forced myself to just sit and do it instead of procrastinating HUZZAH!!!! #i did have to write glee cast members names in citations though which was weird because. ?!?!?! #thats what i get for writing an essay about musical theatre!!! glee jumpscare!!!

[storybounded]

You know a muse is a keeper if I have to draw fan-art so soon after adding...😊

#&&. deuce ( visage ) #&&. storybook pictures ( my artwork ) #&&. nobody is awake I'm sure but HUZZAH it's done !!

[welcometogrouchland]

[ID: digital fanart of Luz and Eda from the owl house set after the season 2 finale King's Tide. The image depicts a crying Luz, sat on the floor and holding an acoustic guitar as if to play it. She's looking down with a frustrated expression, and a dark shadow is cast over her. Behind Luz and faced away from the viewer is Eda playing the lute and kneeling down. She's smiling and is drawn with lighter colours and lineart. There's a soft light coming from off screen illuminating Eda and Luz. The background is white, except for a minimalistic depiction of a floor, which is done with a peach gradient. End ID]

It's not time to make a change / Just relax, take it easy / You're still young, that's your fault./ There's so much you have to know

Things she never got to teach you

based on the HC of Luz having learned guitar from her dad, and me realizing how similar it is to Eda's lute. Perfect recipe for musical angst </3

#the owl house #toh #toh spoilers #(i know its been a couple weeks since the finale but just in case) #luz noceda #eda clawthorne #eda the owl lady #this started as a quick posing practice that then evolved into colouring practice that THEN became lighting practice #it spawned from the hc that luz plays an instrument of some sort #i love projection so i hcd that she plays guitar and that her dad taught her (tho she didn't really pick it up again after he died) #which was all fun and games until i remembered that Eda canonically plays the lute #(which is kind of like an old timeu guitar if you think abt it. kind of) #and suddenly post kings tide the thought got VERY angsty. I'm a big fan #anyway tried out something new for the shading/colouring here and actually ended up pretty happy w/ it??? #I've never done it outside of sketches so i was worried it'd look weird w/ lineart but it doesn't!!! huzzah!!! #anyway put father and son by cat stevens on more toh playlists. its thematically relevent!!! #edit: added in the hc context from the tags cause i felt like the post was confusing without it lol