Stunning - Blog Posts
CW for implied underage drinking
Forty minutes into the party the hero disappeared. The villain found them alone on the back porch, surrounded by other people's discarded red cups and cigarette butts, staring up at the moonless sky. They did not turn, even as the villain slid the door shut with a whoosh and a click on the noise of the house party.
"These people are weird," the villain said.
The hero laughed, but hollowly. "I'm pretty sure it's you and me that are the weird ones here."
"Oh no," the villain said, leaning against the railing beside them. "I've checked it out thoroughly. We're the normal ones. Everyone else is strange."
The hero glanced back. "I was wondering when you'd come looking for me," they said softly.
"You could have found me," the villain protested.
They shifted, letting their shoulder just brush the hero's sleeve. Once the hero would have tossed the villain 30 feet for daring to come so close. Now they didn't so much as flinch, eyes locked on the sky.
The villain shrugged.
"Do you miss it?" the hero whispered. "Flying?"
"Don't bitch to me about it," the villain said, with more snap than they'd intended. They took a swig from the bottle of something they'd picked up inside. It was awful, just like everything else. "This is the world your boss made. No more powers. No more battles. You and me, free to be normal teenagers."
The hero looked down. "He wouldn't have done it if your boss hadn't murdered me."
The villain choked mid-sip. The hero gave them a sideways glance. "You didn't know? I mean, maybe I flatter myself, but it was the last thing I remember before everything changed. What it felt like to die."
"Shit," the villain said weakly, for lack of anything better to say. "Huh. Congrats on having the universe rewritten to bring you back?"
"Thanks, I hate it." The hero took the bottle, took a swig and gasped. "That's foul," they sputtered, wiping their mouth. "Speaking of bosses, you seen yours?"
"No. Well, yeah. Sort of." The villain grabbed the bottle back. "She's some kinda CEO now. Said I'm worthless to her now, she has no time for sniveling children, blah blah blah. Normal stuff. You?"
The hero shook their head. "He might be hiding. Or. He might. Be gone," they said, voice disjointed and jumbled. "There was a reason he didn't rewrite the universe everyday."
Silence fell between them. Inside, a new song had come on and the other kids were screaming along to the chorus. Something about being a teenage dirtbag, baby.
The hero looked over to the villain, tears in their all-too-human eyes. "I'm not going after her. If that's what she sent you to find out. I'm not gonna try and arrest her or attack her for killing me in an alternate timeline." They raised their hands, laughed again. "What could I possibly do now?"
"Hm. Well, finance undergrad, law school, government service, take over the SEC, give it teeth, and then in just 15 years you're primed to use teeth to rip your enemies apart where it hurts- their bank accounts," said the villain promptly. "Just to spit ball it out there."
The hero looked at them - actually looked at them - for the first time. "Oh damn," they said. "You hit the ground running."
The villain leaned in again, dropping a hand over the hero's. Sort of to hold them in place. Sort of just to hold them. "Join me. Or don't. We can make this, like, normal teenagers hating each other if you're more comfortable than that. We can fist fight right here."
The hero looked at the villain like they'd lost their mind, tried to pull away. "What is wrong with you?"
"Same thing that's wrong with you." The villain held on. "You're the only other one who remembers what we were, what we did. I don't want to be alone. And, God, you died? Do you want to go somewhere talk?"
The hero looked down at the protagonist's hand on their theirs. "Yes," they said, in a high, broken whisper. "Let's get out of here."
After that they were inseparable. At least, until the world changed again.
They're matching eachothers freak (they actually don't know what to do, all they can do is just.. stare. Weirdos.)
here it is!! my pieces for the love, an undertalezine!! i’m pretty satisfied with how these both turned out, even if they ended up being quite different from how i conceptualized them. the zine is chock full of great art from talented people
"We're trapped ! We are trapped, in the subway under metro tower, the tank is running on emergency power and is covered in some kind of krang bio growth. I repeat-"
"APRIL ! COME QUICK, WE'RE GETTING SQUISHED !"
My Inprint order from of @midluuna 's yellow cat came in! I got a size that would go well on the shrine near my desk, where hopefully I can have a lot of cotl fandom artists stuff on there <3
I might make a custom frame for it with some foam clay and tiny mushrooms 🍄
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THIS IS STUNNING I want everyone to see it
Well, time to show what's cooking!
The cover art for The Last Bishop, the First to Fall! I thought I would wait to show the finished product... but hell, lineart is my stronger suit, so before I ruin everything with clumsy colours, here it is with its own post! What do you think, guys?
sunday afternoon plans, at the usual spot
prints available here, an addition to my growing GO print roster haha.. i’ll be at rose city comic con in portland with this and a few other pieces on 9/13!
The Black Sisters: Andromeda, Bellatrix and Narcissa.
ALL DON’T STARVE WATERCOLOR FANART I’VE MADE SO FAR ~
I’m planning to fanart other characters and hopefully the project will be done before the end of this year.
Please don’t repost or edit my art without permission, and don’t forget to check my Insta SYAO.LAURANT for more contents ;)
my chem classes end the 9th of March…thank bast
look at her conch shell clutch 😭❤️🙏🏾
but the show must go on