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angeart · 3 hours
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oh also, ask game 🎼
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Your favorite music to draw to right now?
so, here's the thing. i actually don't tend to put on playlists or music while i draw vast majority of the time. i draw to streams or podcasts. (two top ones are GIGS phasmo streams and Distractible podcast.)
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angeart · 3 hours
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I'm not saying I'm easy to summon, I'm just saying I see a tease and I'm like hi yes tell me everything pls.
Was it a nice nest while they had it at least? Did they have it for a bit before it burned?
(also circus tease ooo)
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i do want you to be easy to summon. please be easy to summon <3
yes, it was the nicest nest! it was high up, surrounded by a meadow and a stream filtering into a lake, a forest stretching around it all, eventually merging into a jungle biome in a not too far distance. of course it was all still makeshift, but it was theirs.
they were there for a while, everything quiet and serene, lulling them into false sense of security. for a while, it genuinely seemed like it could all be over, like they could finally breathe. like they could really stay and settle and be okay. like it's alright to just be.
and maybe for the first time in a long while, they felt like they could stretch their wings.
maybe they ran around and giggled. maybe they made fires and cooked warm meals. maybe they toiled soil and planted seeds, readying for a future.
maybe they ventured into the nearby jungle, and found a birb friend, an incredible rarity and a proof of life, of something winged surviving and maybe even thriving here.
maybe one day, scar woke up to grian gliding freely through the sky, wings catching the marvellous glow of a sunrise.
maybe there was sheepish, much-needed preening, and cuddles, and kiss-pressed laughter. reasurrances and teases and everything else that goes along with it.
maybe scar stood at the edge of a little cliff, safe over water, spreading his tattered wings as grian stood by his side, eager to experiment, to see if he can still glide.
maybe they had some breakdowns and tears, inevitably curling against each other, breaths heaving and sobs hitching, but ultimately they were safe through all that hurt, tucked into each other's hold.
and maybe there was confusion and confessions (ahem mimic arc), and much needed late-night talks, and sun-naps, and little joys taken whenever they presented themselves.
maybe there were actually so many steps towards healing.
—and everything got taken away in an instant.
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angeart · 4 hours
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Reblog if you want an Anon's honest opinion of you.
GO
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angeart · 5 hours
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guys can you explain to me why is there suddenly a phasmo stream just when i was finally gonna kick myself to write a bit?
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angeart · 5 hours
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oh, you know what, here's a fun wip snippet from the latest chapter of elegy, incredibly out of context <3
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Torn, Impulse takes a step back towards Scar, away from the forest. He kneels down in front of him, slow and careful, everything in him wrangling with desperate urge to do more, to be useful, to go out there and stop something horrible from happening. “Scar. Take a breath for me, okay? Take a breath, it’ll be okay,” he pleads, voice cracking. “We’ll find him.” Scar keeps shaking his head, choking on clean air that still tastes like smoke in his lungs. “You can’t— You can’t go looking for him.”
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angeart · 6 hours
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*pops up from the blanket pile* Aaaaaaaaaange, I don't want to monopolize all your time on hhau (like, I need boatem circus Grian to be found pls, this is not me rushing you just 👀)
but you can't tease like that and have me not ask what burned D:
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HI RIBBON ANON! i thought that might summon you >:3c
what burns down, you ask? well, let me tell you—
what burns down is a nest. it's a place of relief and shared laughter and tentative hope. the closest thing to home they've had so far on this cruel server.
what burns down is an idea that life outside of pure survival and constant fear and endless running could exist.
how foolish that was. of course they can never stop running. of course they'll never win.
of course it all turns to ashes, in a loud roar of fire and hyena-like cackle of the people responsible, delighting in the ruin and wretchedness and despair.
... am i being too dramatic?
okay, so, imagine this. somewhere past the mimic arc (which is far from over, trust me), and past the vex arc (shh), maybe scar and grian run far away enough that the world starts to quieten and thrive. and maybe they stop. maybe they're desperate for a smidge of stability. for the tiniest sliver of healing.
maybe they tentatively build a place that's not meant to be taken apart, constantly disassembled and reconstructed.
maybe, in a sun-drenched land, they hear a wing flap and a birdsong, and they build something that's meant to last.
and...
well, it doesn't last.
of course it doesn't.
it goes up in a wall of flames, so... <3
aaaanyway!! funny you should mention boatem circus! i was gonna work on elegy today. (i don't know if i will, because time is kicking my butt, and i'm getting tired, but!! i do really want to make progress with it one of these days, when i can. it certainly deserves it)
maybe, if you want, i could give a little spoiler snippet of the last bit i have written? :3 just an offer. think about it.
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angeart · 6 hours
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For the ask meme 🍀
You wish your art was more..(fill in the blank)
hi!! interesting question. i think the first thing that comes to my mind is that i want my art to be more pretty. which is a vague thing to say, so let me explain.
i always get bedazzled by other people's art when it has really great use of colours and lighting? like, think sun halos in hair on sunset kind of thing!
i don't really have very good understanding of colour nor light, so i have a long way to go to get to the peak of that ideal that my mind paints. but maybe one day!
and there's still plenty of other things to get better at! i still want to imrpove on wings, and i want to practice expressions, and each new drawing is also a pose practice on its own, and and and... so many fun things to do and explore and improve!!
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angeart · 7 hours
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Do you use more warm or cold colors? i think i'm definitely more drawn towards warm colours! i like warmth and softness. autumny colours are my favourite.
a lot of times if a scene asks for colder stuff, i draw things normally and then dump overlays over it with hues of blue until it feels right kxjbn
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angeart · 7 hours
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the strong urge to redraw half of my old art—
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angeart · 7 hours
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... did i ever post this? i feel like i failed to post this kxjbnckj
posted full art: March [hmtb] April [hmtb adjacent] May [papers please au] June [cursed forest au] July [guinea pig grian] August [friend mc sona] / not posted September [ghost scar au] October [halloween grian] November [random scarian] December [hmtb] Bonus [hhau]
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angeart · 7 hours
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i repeat, chapter 44 of hmtb is out :3
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angeart · 9 hours
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🌼Artist Ask meme!🌼
There’s probably a lotta these out there but I wanted to make one of my own! Hopefully these are fun<3 
Send an emoji for each question!
 🖍️ When did you start drawing? Do you remember?  
 ✏️ Do you prefer traditional art or digital to relax?   
📏 What’s your go-to canvas size?
☕ Do you do warmup sketches before drawing? (Bonus: do you have any to share?)
🙃 Which is easier: faces facing left, right, or front view?
📚 How many layers do you typically use?
🐻 Your go-to things to draw when you need comfort?
🎁 Do you prefer drawing fandom stuff or your own characters?
🌈 Do you use more warm or cold colors?
🎼 Your favorite music to draw to right now?
🙌 Draw a doodle with your non-dominant hand
📐 Whats your favorite kinds of lines to draw?
💐 Do your drawing suit your aesthetics?
🦋 Do your drawings resemble you?
✨ How often do you draw?
🌗 Is night or day better for drawing?
🍭 What’s your main art blog / what do you tag your art with?
🍀 You wish your art was more..(fill in the blank)
🌊 What’s the hardest thing for you to draw? 
🙊 Share your latest silly doodle with no context
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angeart · 15 hours
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i think maybe i'd like to add that we don't have a specific instance of arson done by scar and grian in mind yet.
but something might go up in flames anyway <3
So, on that wanted poster you made for hhau... one of the crimes was arson. The murder and theft I'm sure is them just trying to get by and not die but... Is that a regular thing for those two in this world? Or was the arson a specific incident?
Who let Scar have the flint and steel xD or was that just added embellishment and I'm on to nothing
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To be perfectly honest it was just embellishment for the poster haha we don’t have any specific instance of arson in mind…yet.
The hunters would certainly deserve their camps being set on fire though—
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angeart · 15 hours
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A little fic to go alongside this post :)
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It's hot in the desert, and Scar can't blame Grian for passing out as soon as they settle into bed. After all, the avian insisted on wearing a shirt; really, the heat would be much more bearable if he didn't. Why else would Scar have been so insistent on discarding his own shirt in favor of keeping his body cool?
Scar lets out a soft huff of amusement as Grian shifts in his sleep, mumbling something incoherent under his breath. Like this, Scar couldn't feel even the faintest urge to kill that came with being red. When he was with Grian, that all seemed to just… disappear. How could he want for blood and death when all he needs is right there in front of him?
Scar shifts so that Grian's head rests slightly on his arm, settling his hand against the man's soft hair. He lets out another content sigh as Grian moves once more to get comfortable, hand resting on Scar's chest as his winged ears brush against his face. It's so peaceful, Scar almost forgets their situation. He almost forgets about the game of death they're playing. He almost forgets that they'll never leave this desert, not ever.
But he does not forget, as much as he would sometimes like to, and he knows better than anyone else on the server that one misstep can lead to the ultimate tragedy. He knows better than anyone how close he is to dying, to leaving Grian alone in a world of death. Scar knows all this, and knows how fiercely he will fight to stay by Grian's side. He refuses to let Grian grieve him. If it came down to it, Scar knows he would look Lady Death in the face and tell her “no.”
He doesn't have to right now, though. For now, there is peace. For now, the desert is unstained by blood. For now, Scar can hear Pizza's soft braying outside, and feel Grian's soft breathing against his skin. For now, they are safe. For now, that is enough.
Scar presses a kiss to Grian's forehead, smiling softly at the unconscious coo the avian lets out, and closes his eyes.
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angeart · 1 day
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i'm sorry for the lack of fic updates guys
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angeart · 5 days
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hand slipped—
alts/woundless/progress under the cut
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bonus: original pen sketch doodle–
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