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Things had gone exactly as VV Argost planned. Zak was blinded after an unfortunate encounter with the Myan cryptid Ahuizotl. He learned that he didn't need his eyes to use his ability to influence cryptids, and now he was learning to live without them. This has been extremely difficult because of many variables, mainly that things get knocked around easily in their airship and he is still being hunted by the other secret scientist. Suddenly Epsilon's offer to train and protect Zak doesn't seem so bad.
It took me a while to get around to updating this fic and moving it to Ao3. I still prefer to use Quotev for the actual writing part of fanfics so I'll continue to update there first.
Part of what takes me so long is fixing spelling errors and then adding a little more context to the fics before moving them over. Im severely dyslexic so I'm sure there is a ton I still missed. I have done art for this au that takes place after the time of the current chapter.
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Rereading a old fic I wrote back in HS and its TSSs, and I get to this part:
Zak traces the edges of the metal as it's slowly heated by the sun. he still looks around out of habit trying to see if he can see anything at all, every cell in his brain is telling him he should definitely be seeing something and it has caused more hallucinations than he'd like to admit. He is afraid to zone out or get too lost in his thoughts because his mind is so good at bringing back memories and images that sometimes he forgets for a second that he is in fact completely blind, and then it hits him again, over and over like a train that at the age of 12 he will never see again. The worst part is without eyes he feels like he can't cry but he does, tears would be falling down his face right now if he had them. 
No wonder I kept abandoning fics bc I got too depressed, but also this was so good why did I stop??? so mad at past me for not writing more.
Im gonna fix some spelling erros and upload the full thing to ao3 and then maybe, finally, possibly update. I think what happened was, I planned to give him robot eyes that were glitchy but I got scared it would feel too much like erasing his disability, even tho I was writing this to deal with my own vision problems anyway and I can see just through a lot of floaters, migraine aura and static.
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what if Cleo from Cleopatra in space failed to go back to her past, landed about 4000 years away from her time, right when Tut from Tutenstein was resurrected? And after seeing how much better both the past and future are they decide to take over Earth as a treat? 
Also I know that in the cartoons they're tweens/teens, they're clearly adults here. It takes TIME to take over the world, at least a decade and a half I'd imagine.
I mostly wanted to draw this because her hair in cannon always confused me and this is how I imagined it, I also see Alastor hair this way in hasbin hotel. I know it could be dye, or other products but beads are just what my brain jumps to and I think they're so cool and wanted to try to draw them. I think I can and will do better next time.
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here me out
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I really think they should of had a crossover, where Cleopatra tried to go back in time but didn't go back far enough and ran into Tut.
also, Im tempted to draw Cleo in a Starfleet uniform someday.
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The two men I have chained up in my mind to use as fiction fodder
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why did I decide I was mentally healthy enough for Esci classes.
I was warned before taking these classes that alot of students drop out for mental health reasons, I was warned it isn't a easy class emotionally. I knew how bad the situation was already, but I still had some hope ya know? just a little thanks to things like the land back and water is life movements and the pipeline protests.
And im trying to hold onto that, I really am, I don't want to give up. It's just really hard and I'm really tired and there's so many other things going on that waking up every day with a roof still over my head feels surreal. Seeing green grass feels surreal and I'm only seeing it right now because it was a el nino year.
I don't think most people realize the last time there were flowering meadows, forests, ect in Antarctica was between 55 and 38 MILLION years ago when the continent was a lot closer to the equator.
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this is important plot device
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we used to have normalized whump. remember what they took from you....
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Kevin Wada variant for Star Trek Celebrations (Pride Special)
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Run away, before Boopsy boops your bones.
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And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend, I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.
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The landlord fears the urban oyster mushroom farmer
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