Ep2: Team Pathing Experience (1/2) #sts2
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to be loved is to be seen
On the look out
#JLMart
Figure in a big hat and horns hunched over and encircled by a red tail. The figure is smiling a bit ominously under the hat with hair cascading down.
Little guy I worked entirely too long on. Was meant to be a quick funny sketch for another project, and just kept playing with stuff. It was fun! And its nice getting back into art.
#myart #blackmage #witch #demon
Art grind
God, this is so striking
This wheel is to the boy squirrel the way that the football is to Charlie Brown and it still makes me laugh every time he tries to use it only to be immediately spun.
wanted to draw something for myself 😊🤗
I will be available for more short term projects in 2026 so keep me in mind when staffing for things!
A drawing of my Juno persona holding a star and looking over her shoulder towards the camera. She has long black hair, large dark eyes, and she is wearing a black dress and a long ribbon which is billowing in her hair.
A close up of the drawing.
may gentle waves guide you here... 🌊🪻
Fanart pra @imaninha.bsky.social
"There are three kinds of magic," said Wizzler, handing us each a balloon. "You can control tigers, you can shoot tornadoes from your fingers, or you can fly by holding your breath. The color of confetti inside your balloon will reveal which kind of power you have." I felt the panic rising in me. What if my confetti turned yellow, indicating that I was a Tiger-Talker? My family, a long line of proud Tornado-Fingers, would disown me. Could I ever return home, bearing such shame? I tried to calm myself as I readied the ceremonial safety pin. Green, I thought, willing my hopes into reality. Please be green. I popped the balloon, involuntarily shutting my eyes. When I opened them, would I see the green I hoped for? The yellow I feared? What if, gods forbid, the confetti were blue? I opened my eyes, seeing shock on the faces of my classmates. Wizzler himself stared at me, wide-eye. Looking down, I saw myself covered in confetti... purple confetti.
“I don’t understand,” I growled, my body trembling with pain. “I combined eighty percent Earth-elemental mana with twenty percent Fire-elemental mana (Type B), focused through a twenty-four-sided icositetragon made of yellow topaz. This, in conjunction with my blood type, star sign, sense of humor, and nickname, should have produced a blazing column of lightning to vaporize my enemies. Instead, it made a big bubble that smells like fresh laundry. Why?” Skullgrumbler began to laugh. “You fool! You don’t even realize…” he squealed. “You’re facing east!”
“It’s whatever you want,” explained Magemaster Grampledog. “Magic is just whatever you want.” I knew he was speaking in riddles, but I couldn’t grasp his hidden meaning. “So the rules are…” Grampledog lit a sliver of smokereed. “No rules. You say some words and you wave a stick and whatever you want just happens. You don’t even need the stick.” His wisdom still eluded me. I stared into his face, trying to decipher what he was really saying. “No, listen.” Grampledog snapped his fingers and his desk turned into a pile of chicken nuggets. “I didn’t even know that would happen.” His hat then came alive and began to yodel. “It’s pandemonium,” he explained. “It’s complete nonsense.”
In my experience there are three kinds of fantasy magic novels:
haha nice try dipsh- NNNGH...!
Thank you! I definitely enjoyed it as well.
This is very funny; thank you for sharing. (Is there any more to the joke? I noticed that there's a trailing "And…", but wasn't sure if that was just a typo or if it was genuinely cut off.)
Thinking about when I demoed To a T in December. I turned to Keita Takahashi and said that I love that he's so committed to making oddball games that go off the beaten path and asked what draws him to that philosophy. He looked at me very sadly and said "I was trying to make a normal one this time."
🌱🎐 child of the earth
#tofieart
Illustration of my original character in a different outfit/form lying down on a pool of water with a few ripples and eyes underneath.
t-shirt
Feel like @ichikamaia.bsky.social might like these
Anguish
#awitchscross #art
The classics!
Not pouring, but poring. Not lead, but led. Not free reign, but free rein. You're not scared if you're mortified, you're deeply embarassed. Are you SURE it's the ground and not the floor. ARE YOU REALLY SURE. Anyway, I'm an editor, hello
What a pretty photo. It finally started snowing where I am as well.
commission from feb for faeill on twitter