I Love How Different Forms Of Art Are All Obsessed With Each Other. A Book Tries To Capture The Feeling

Sharing a recent commission that holds a very special place in my heart 🥹🫶

My commissions are still open!!

releasing the docmaid from the @mcyt-trios propaganda now that lifesteal finale is REAL!!!! YAY

Also colored the initial sketch

I've been having a hard time with art this past month (difference in ambition vs skill etcetc) so while struggling with a project I was wishing for something simple to draw, and then (because i'm always thinking about the locked tomb i guess) I was thinking about how funny the discrepancy is between everyone's first impression of the ninth and what's actually going on inside gideon's head. also the whole thing with harrow somehow having more rizz (3 girlfriends!) than gideon. so i made this for my own amusement:

THIS SEASON SHOULD PROVE INTERESTING WITH NEW TWISTS AND CHALLENGES.

We bring you an interesting selection of candidates:

Follow them as they venture through this death game and watch as one claims to be the winner!!!

However, as some of you may be familiar with, our broadcast capability to transmit this show across the galaxy means we can only provide transcripts and images.

The End realms have a habit of digesting data.

DON'T worry, we'll tell what's going on like a story, to assure your entertainment!

First episode is coming soon! Keep an eye out!

Me meeting a genie: Okay, so my first wish is for 1000 dollars a day, deposited to my bank account without any way of tracing it to anything illegal. I want this money to come from the ten richest people in America (100 dollars each), withdrawn under the guise of nebulous, random purchases and surcharges. It would probably be best to split the money into a myriad of smaller fees, though, to reduce the likelihood of anyone noticing. Got all that?

Genie: um

Me, continuing on without a care: For my SECOND wish, I want you to give me the ability to learn any given phoneme, so that I can learn to pronounce new languages perfectly. If you're willing, it'd be nice if it were a little easier to memorize new languages too, but if that's not cool, I'm perfectly fine doing all the legwork myself I mostly just want to be capable of pronouncing things correctly.

Genie, now staring at me like I'm insane: ......okaaayyy?....

Me: For my third wish. I want to always have great ideas for gifts for people. Every birthday, every holiday, I want to be able to come up with something they'd really like, with enough time to actually get it for them.

Genie, just staring at me

Me: I can provide you with a written document if that would help.

grilled cheesey :-]

Someone: hey can you give me some relationship advice?

Me who's aroace: Communicate.

Someone: I tried but it didn't-

Me: break up.

I know people on tumblr looove stories of underwater cave diving, but I haven't seen anyone talk about nitrogen narcosis aka "raptures of the deep"

basically when you want to get your advanced scuba certification (allowing you to go more than 60 feet deep) you have to undergo a very specific test: your instructor takes you down past the 60+ foot threshold, and she brings a little underwater white board with her.

she writes a very basic math problem on that board. 6 + 15. she shows it to you, and you have to solve it.

if you can solve it, you're good. that is the hardest part of the test.

because here's what happens: there is a subset of people, and we have no real idea why this happens only to them, who lose their minds at depth. they're not dying, they're not running out of oxygen, they just completely lose their sense of identity when deep in the sea.

a woman on a dive my instructor led once vanished during the course of the excursion. they were diving near this dropoff point, beyond which the depth exceeded 60 feet and he'd told them not to go down that way. the instructor made his way over to look for her and found a guy sitting at the edge of the dropoff (an underwater cliff situation) just staring down into the dark. the guy is okay, but he's at the threshold, spacing out, and mentally difficult to reach. they try to communicate, and finally the guy just points down into the dark, knowing he can't go down there, but he saw the woman go.

instructor is deep water certified and he goes down. he shines his light into the dark, down onto the seafloor which is at 90 feet below the surface. he sees the woman, her arms locked to her sides, moving like a fish, swimming furiously in circles in the pitch black.

she is hard to catch but he stops her and checks her remaining oxygen: she is almost out, on account of swimming a marathon for absolutely no reason. he is able to drag her back up, get her to a stable depth to decompress, and bring her to the surface safely.

when their masks are off and he finally asks her what happened, and why was she swimming like that, she says she fully, 100% believed she was a mermaid, had always been a mermaid, and something was hunting her in the dark 👍