Jul 3
GREEEEEEEN
I need a little more time to recover. I plan to sketch more crossovers, including Green, Lonely Wizard and Mismagius! I'll bring you all some summer vibes! At least I'll try 🤗
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GREEEEEEEN
I need a little more time to recover. I plan to sketch more crossovers, including Green, Lonely Wizard and Mismagius! I'll bring you all some summer vibes! At least I'll try 🤗
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I don't have much time for drawing, so there's just quick doodles. Also a thingy under the cut that I'll post later, when I get the access to my printer. Both crossovers are great and I'd love to draw them all again!
D20 fit their hand perfectly! It's a great success! Also I couldn't resist making a shroom rapier which I used to draw.
Sometimes I try to make little friends out of air dry clay. I'm not good at it, but my hands are appreciate being busy with such wonderful work. The moment when the fave character is born out of nothing made me cry with childish delight!
Plus some silly cute doodles below!
THEY ARE THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING
I love the idea that their arms can be transformed into many different forms, from pure magic to flesh and bones.
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I used to have a multitude of friends. I don't remember their faces anymore. Not even their names. My tortured memory still keeps a tiny fragment of our togetherness. We were happy myriad eons back. Now all that's left is desolation and forlornness. Inescapable loneliness. Why can't I just vanished? Some sort of vent sketch 'cause I had a pang of inescapable loneliness tearing up my very soul. Also I reached the end of the endless corridor. At that moment, a profound sadness pierced my heart.
Of course it's not death. This is liberation. The ultimate freedom. The pain will be replaced by relief. Reconciliation will overcome hatred.
Go and find your friends, forlorn soul. You must be reunited.
Take this sword to become a hero! Banish boredom and troubles away!
Such ideas come to my mind when I listening to an old-school dungeon synth. I can't help it, I like giving Green swords.