#misadventure may

[potoh]

Contemplating whether or not I should make a small print run of my Misadventure May zine from 2019. Maybe 20-30 copies. 🤔

It would be a neat thing to have for Thoughtbubble in November, I think.

#this is where Rosalina made her debut #lots of things changed but it's still fun to remember where it all started #zine #misadventure may #concept art #Rosalina #my OC's

[dovesick]

(inventory check) the train pulls into the station & deluca alights. he goes through the ticket barrier & relaxes for a moment outside. he starts to worry that he forgot something on the train, so he empties his bag onto the floor. that doesn’t help, however he’s so tired now, he ignores the screaming in his mind. the supermarket is nearby. 

#anthro art #furry art #object art #background art #my art #story of deluca #misadventure may #i enjoyed drawing all these objects #he’s got some pretty unusual things in his bag haha #gotta have a ds to play pokemon on the go :D

[cjs-arts]

The misadventures of the bat day 5

(The choice is yours)

#my art #misadventure may #Batman #nightwing #Robin #bruce wayne #tim drake #dick grayson #damian wayne #fantasy au

[pizzee]

Misadventures May days 1&2. Two guys Roam (big one) and Aed (small one) I came up with two days ago and just gave names. 

What’s their story? I would also like to know but for the time being, this Guy wakes up and has got this mask stuck to his face and no memories and no name and Aed, a Fire sprite, comes along and is like “Hm well you walk around a lot, you ROAM, if you will.” So clever

#misadventure may #pi(ss) draws #art #my art #my ocs #Just realized I forgot a part of my OWN CHARACTER DESIFN #whatever nothing big #roam kinda looks like a scarecrow… Hm might do something with thar #also yes Aed is a little moth woman I love her

[bardspeak]

Day 1 of Misadventure May!

This is Sasha (they/she; they to strangers) who I’ve held and loved for years. They’re a mage who generally uses gravitational/force magic. They come from something like a group home (but not controlled by the state more a community thing) and are mostly self taught in magic. Anyway something is about to happen to them.

#misadventure may #digital art #artists on tumblr #illustration #ocs #Sasha #digital painting

[elevenpurrs]

MISADVENTURE MAY 24: SET IN STONE

#misadventure may 2023 #misadventure may #comics #comic #my ocs

[tiptapricot]

Misadventure May Day 4!

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This one’s rougher than some prev days I think, has just been a bit of a weird writing day, but I’m trying not to think ab or edit these too much, just kinda going with the flow :-)

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4. Surprising News

They’re ushered into town by two burly guards, the wire nets pulled closed behind them. The streets are empty, but small snippets of sound and music filter out distantly from the looming rib towers. Romero slows his horse, glancing up to catch several faces staring down at them from the windows.

Another guard pushes past to lead them to the city’s center, taking them along one edge of the ancient spine. Each vertebrae has been hollowed into a storefront or small home, lanterns lighting the path in flickering, pale light. At the end, they reach a lopsided building half stuck in the ground, a large sign standing out front that reads Mayor’s Office in scratched paint. The guard crouches to open a hatch, gesturing for them to go through.

“Well, don’t mind if I do,” Rigel says, swaggering forward with their thumbs tucked into their belt and a sly head tilt towards the guard.

Romero watches them descend before dismounting. His horse’ll have to wait outside. He gives its snout a rub again, letting it push into his palm, before handing the reins over to their escort. It's a nice horse. He only got it as transport for this job, but he wouldn’t mind keeping it around after. It has good speed and doesn’t mind staying still, even if it gets a bit antsy, and he could use the transport. He pauses at the hatch opening to give it a curt nod, before adjusting his hat and making his way down.

The mayor’s office, he finds, is small. The bottom of the stairs opens up to a single room, the ceiling rounded and low, a desk taking up most of the center and papers and yellowing books stacked high on the floor around it. Rigel’s already made themself comfortable, lounging in the only chair in front of the desk with their heels kicked up and their arms behind their head. Romero comes to a stop next to them, observing the short woman situated on the other side. Her brown skin is marked with wrinkles, the edges pulled taught around her forehead where her hair sweeps up into a dark bun. Her mouth thins with distaste at the sight of him.

“Just the two of you?” she asks.

Romero nods at the same time that Rigel says “For now!”

The mayor sighs. “Alright. Well let’s hope you’re as good as you say you are.” She gives them a pointed look as she leans back to grab something from below her desk.

It’s a map. She spreads it over the table, half of it covered in a detailed outline of the mainland before it peters off into the winding caves and chasms of the canyons. Romero kicks the leg of Rigel’s chair slightly to get them to move their damn feet, and ignores the indignant Hey! he gets in response.

The mayor points to a ridge in the middle of the canyons. “This is where our scouts say it settles during the day, but…” She drags her finger down, outlining a thin strip connecting it towards the shallows. There’s a gap in the center of it. “We can see it from our vantage point, but we don’t have the resources to get down there, much less fight it off. We need it dead here, where we can get to it. Might make up some of the meat surplus it’s made off with if its hide is anything valuable.”

Romero taps the table gently to get her attention, and she glances up. He sizes his hands out, gesturing for scale, before tipping his head questioningly.

Her mouth thins again. “We’re not quite sure how big it is. Picks prey off so fast there’s only been a few reports. But from some holes in our perimeter we can guess—”

Something booms from outside, sending the whole room shaking. Romero catches his balance, a muffled bell beginning to sound out rapidly from the street above. The mayor stares with wide eyes, the three of them standing frozen for a moment, before Romero turns on his heel and rushes back up the stairs, followed closely by the clack of Rigel’s bones.

A cloud of salty sand greets him when he opens the hatch, the air whipping about wildly.

“It’s here!” the guard shouts, his horse whinnying and bucking wildly where she’s trying to keep it under control.

Romero’s gaze snaps up to the skies, his hat held down firm against the rippling dust as he emerges fully onto the street. Shit. He can’t see ten damn feet with this cover. His hand wanders down to his holster as he scans for movement, his body tense, straining for the sound of wing beats or the shift of claws. Rigel joins him at his side as the distant bell quiets, leaving nothing but the blustering of shop covers and his own imagined heartbeat.

And the neighing of his goddamned horse.

Romero moves right as the thing billows out of the dark, a mass of black against starlight with a wingspan wide enough to block out the moon. He shoots twice into the pitch black center of it, hearing his horse squeal in terror before the claws snap out and—

He’s yanked up fast enough he doesn’t even have time to grab his damned hat.

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[l004p]

Misadventure May! First two days.

#artists on tumblr #misadventure may #art #drawing #sketch #illustration #doodle #design #painting #my art #digital art #sketchbook #digital illustration #original art

[thidwicktails]

Day 4: Transportation

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#thidwickdoodles #misadventure may #misadventure may 2022 #art #short comic

[madeleine-bo]

Misadventure May | 01. The Protagonist

Here's our little magician boy ready for his very first adventure!

Neven is a prince as well as an apprentice magician, but he's more than ready to go out in the real world and prove himself worthy of his title. He likes spending time with his best friend, sweets, old dusty books, and running away from his tutor's fencing lessons.

Up next tomorrow we'll be meeting Neven's best friend and companion!

#artists on tumblr #digital illustration #Art #Comic #Fantasy comic #Misadventure May 2022 #Misadventure May #Title Tag: The Magician and The Red Dragon #Alternative Tag: Neven And Griff Can Totally Fight A Dragon (Cause I Mean How Hard Can It Be Really?)

[dovesick]

(your protagonist/their most precious possession). in the small bird town of musc lives j. deluca, an isabelline wheatear in his late 20s. deluca has his fair share of problems, much like anyone, but he has one good thing in his life: cooking. he especially loves to cook mushroom steak, and dreams of getting his hands on a rare one. he loves his special steak knives. they’re the one thing he would never sell.

#anthro #anthro art #bird anthro #misadventure may #my art #i’m just gonna start uploading these now #may as well #i’m copying the captions over from instagram #story of deluca

[cjs-arts]

The misadventures of the bat day 1.

Using and art prompt list to make a fantasy Batman comic.

#my art #Batman #bruce wayne #comic art #the misadventures of the bat #dc comics #fantasy au #misadventure may

[smalldeerofmine]

Redrawing this little guy from 2020 misadventuremay

The finished drawing will probably go on my Instagram sometime in the near future

#.art #.sketch #redraw #misadventure may #artists on tumblr #digital art #illustration #original art #sketch #wip

[skcirthinq]

@angelpuns is doing a dtiys for their rural au, to celebrate the anniversary! And like. It was cute and fun!

They have so many cool stories going, and their art is always so expressive and energetic. So congrats to them! Please go check their work out!

I threw a few detail shots in, since like. The shading kinda. Shaded stuff. Lol. As well as the linework, and two sketches of like. 3 seconds later, because I thought it was a little funny.

#rottmntruralaudtiys #illustration #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt fanart #i think i may have gone a little overboard on the textures but. eh. sorry about the last sketch being so blurry? or whatever. #but im too tired to mess with it. ill try to get the descriptions done and added in a reblog soon. but i am. so tired. sorry. #angelpuns different works are so fun! and so cute. im having a lot of fun following along with kid Leo and his misadventures right now

[elevenpurrs]

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[tiptapricot]

Misadventure May Day 2

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2. Their companion

Up on the edge of the dune that slopes away from the safety of the bluffs, something catches in the light. Romero perks up, holding his hat against the wisps of breeze as he steps forward to greet the figure that appears over the sand. Gold and molten orange spill into the long shadows as they make their way down, a gleaming outline catching in the sun. They come on no horse, their shape moving jerkily as they approach, casting shifting sparks onto the cacti, before finally, he sees what they are.

A skeleton, the teeth and spine, the ribs and sockets of the skull, all visible through a thick layer of amber. The joints move free, sticking out through cracked gaps, small chunks still shining on the rounded bone like they broke out in a hurry. The body looks warped beneath the surface, the splayed sternum and rounded hips stretched and bulbous through bubbles and the dark dotting of old flies. Around their hips sits a leather belt, the holster empty, the straps sagging with the weight of several knives and a tightly wound rope that looks frayed and brittle.

They stop in front of him, a head or two taller, neck creaking down to look him over, before they reach out a hand in offering. The fingers are splayed oddly, a few of them fused together on the sides by their casing.

“Suppose you’re the one I’m lookin’ for,” they say, the voice low and warm and reverberating from nowhere. Their jaw moves along with the words, clacking gently, absent of tongue or breath or anything right to actually make them speak. And yet, it happens anyway.

Romero shakes their hand firmly, and nods.

“You the guy, right? Hunter of the seeping basin?”

He nods again.

The skeleton’s head cocks and they let out a soft laugh, a movement that conjures up the image of a sly smile.

“Ro-me-ro…” they say, testing the name out. “Glad to be workin’ with a local legend. The name’s Rigel. Been at this awhile myself, too, though bit further out. Small pool to call on for jobs like these though ain’t it?”

Romero shrugs. He’s gotten used to it by now. Dangerous jobs take bodies able to withstand them, and nine times out of ten those aren’t human bodies. Not un-mutated ones anyway.

Rigel claps their hands together.

“Right then, let’s get a move on.”

They move to pass him, but Romero grabs their shoulder, shaking his head. There are meant to be two contacts joining him, their third is late.

“C’mon now, yer not scared are ya?” Rigel asks jovially, brushing off Romero’s grip as they turn back to face him.

Romero points to them and back out at the dunes, holding up two fingers. Rigel hums, chin tilting down.

“You still waiting’ for the other guy?”

Romero nods.

Rigel huffs, cocking their head again, and Romero swears he can feel the smirk this time. “He’s already here, my friend. Real secretive guy, keeps outta sight, but I’ve known him for a long time, and trust me...” they clap a hand on his shoulder, grip tightening before it loosens into a firm pat, “… he’ll show up when he wants to, the showman.” The end of the phrase has a twist of fond annoyance to it, and Romero doesn’t have time to question it before Rigel is stepping away with their arms thrown out.

“Now c’mon! This asshole ain’t gonna turn himself in.”

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