#elicit

Radiostatic fic- Finger Measurements- Recordings

Alastor does something innocently yet secretly naughty :9

Another spicy chapter

If you ask someone to name five artists, they will likely name prominent male artists, but how many people can list five women artists? Throughout March’s Women’s History Month, we will be joining institutions around the world to answer this very question posed by the National Museum of Women in the Arts (NWMA). We will be featuring a woman artist every day this month, and highlighting artists in our current exhibition Half the Picture: A Feminist Look at the Collection which explores a wide range of art-making, focusing on enduring political subjects—encompassing gender, race, and class—that remain relevant today. The show is on view until March 31, 2019.

Together we hope to draw attention to the gender and race imbalance in the art world, inspire conversation and awareness, and hopefully add a few more women to everyone’s lists.

Marjorie Strider was an American painter, sculptor, and performance artist whose three-dimensional paintings subverted male-dominated Pop Art, often through satirical renderings of cliché symbols of female objectification. The cunning contradictions she presents elicit both humor and enjoyment, encouraging viewers to revel in certain aspects of modern American life while simultaneously approaching it with a critical eye. 

    I’ve always found it funny that for most of my time in life drawing things, I’ve on several occasions had my work compared to a stained glass style.  I found that funny because I had never meant to emulate that style for character/environment designs and sketches but have somehow not only incurred that comparison but have enforced it as I defined my own personal style over the years.  Apparently becoming my “thing” by those who would critique.  I appreciated them showing their sentiments regardless, often claiming it as a positive or unique thing, but always found it funny because I’ve never tried to do that and have even tried to avoid it by tweaking the dynamics, which only embraced it more.

    Another strange thing about that is that regardless of me not meaning or trying to do stained glass style, doesn’t mean it hasn’t become so.  What may be my truth or comprehension, doesn’t make that true for someone else.  Just because I drew it doesn’t mean I can choose how it reflects to another.  That’s the cool thing about Art in my opinion; There are no falsehoods, only truths, and the multitude of those perceptions, although varying in difference and opinion, do not contradict each other.  A mosaic realm of different perspectives can coexist without one being “right” and another being “wrong”.

You got anymore lore on Ness?? Plz share everything about the boy

OH MY GOD YAYYYYYY

the main tags for this oc universe are #ghost people things and #elicit so you can look there if u want

he kinda has "two personalities" though really its just him with trauma and him without (remembering) it. the fic u read was right before everything got Super Mega Worse for him, resulting in him becoming hateful of those around him. also he dies via either poisoning, dehydration, or starvation (all directly or indirectly caused by rae) and loses all him memories when he dies

i make many posts about him. also the tag for rae is #ruin because she changed her name after he died (if she just ruins everything she cares about, might as well warn people)

Ness runs. He runs, and he runs, and he tries to escape that place. It doesn't matter who he leaves behind, and it doesn't matter who's chasing him.

So why are those the same person?

ness only wants freedom. like thats it. sure he cares about his friends and wellbeing but that is all secondary to his desire to leave it all behind and he makes this abundantly clear to anyone around him

but the others are all too attached to eachother that this other way of thinking "i will make it out and i do not care if you follow or dont" isnt something they can recognise

especially to ruin (or rae at that point) who sees her friends first and thinks its not all that bad if they are together. she sees ness' idea of freedom and says to him "that is wrong. it is not worth anything without others" and he says the same back.

"that is wrong. people are worth nothing without freedom and choice"

they hate eachother, they hate eachother, but they are invested. what if they can be fixed? what if i can make the other like me? what if i can have my freedom/friends and have it include others? what if we can be the same?

in this they have already achieved their goal. while they think of the situation differently the ways they try to attain what they seek (freedom and support respectively) are the same

if i cane make ness/ruin think like me we could do everything ive ever wanted

though they do think the same, both of their plans fall to pieces around them

Idk I just picked a randomd name :)

ROWAN!!!!!

he has straight black hair, cut choppily and short, with reddish black horns that curve backwards. he looks relatively normal from the shoulders up, but his arms have ben replaced my red wings, and his feet are more like talons than anything resembling human anatomy

asshole. he bullies people, sometimes in a teasing way, sometimes he actually hates you (ness)

atheist. he abandoned the concept of a loving god long ago

when he gets sick he takes precisely 1 advil and never mentions it again. this strategy surprisingly works for him

all buildings need higher ceilings [he says this because he grabs things with his talons, and needs to fly up to grab things. this is a problem with low ceilings and high shelves]

idk i thought it was a cool name

macaroon. the cookies, not the coconut ones. he cant bake but loves sweet thigns

a handsewn shirt, looking around the size for a small child. it has a dinosaur on it. he contemplated giving it to cecil, but didnt. this was his.

hes cold blooded, and hates cold places. usually he can just warm himself up by flying. he really likes hot places, seeing as he was fused with a fire-type wyvern

i have not written this guy. i havent written most of them. this is because i forgot about it for 2 years

people see him as brash or rude, but his friends see him as an idiot. affectionatly, of course

a weird mix of both-- his desk has papers strewn everywhere, but his pen holder is meticulously organized

lash out at people. if its a physical wound, he will try to fix it himself. if it isnt, he can probably ignore it and itll go away. thats how those things work, right?

HATES relying on people. will always try to do things himself, even if it hurts. basically the only thing that can change that is if he's in a life-or-death scenerio, or if he's forced too. there are very few things he will let others do for him

he will only make as much room as the other person needs. he wil spread out his wings, sometimes flap them for emphasis. he only really folds them if there are a lot of other people or he's in a cramped space

STR: 10 DEX: 15 CON: 13 WIS: 14 INT:12 CHR: 8

Being brought in; he didn't understand what was happening. it didnt impact him in the moment, but it was the beginning of the end. Waking up; seeing a body that he knew wasnt his. that was when he realized his fate. Seeing Ness escape; he knew he would never be able to do that. he would never be free, and ness was foolish to try

Not a lot of trash, but definently some reicepts strewn around and some crumbs. probably a few leaves too

silent support. he will give you a blanket and then insult you, and when he gets food its always enough to share

a tank top tailored to fit his wings, and comfortable pants. he doesn't care what people think of him anymore, he just wants to be comfortable

Cecil is a bean is what he is.

He's a centaur but like a deer (i think its called a cervitaur?) and fun fact! Was supposed to be a fawn/satyr but oopsies yk.

(By that I mean that the scientists tried to make a fawn, but they failed. Communication came in wrong, orders jumbled like the worlds worst game of telephone. Cecil ended up having two more legs than necessary, and was deemed a waste of resources, having 2 stomachs and all. He was harvested for parts)

anyways he has a nintendo ds and plays kirby on it. hes also very annoying in the way that an 8 year old is. because hes an 8 year old. or maybe like 10 idk i havent figured this out yet but yeah like 8-10 years old.

he kinda just follows people around and does random tasks. either hes on a fetch quest or trying to find a new one. i love this guy so much.