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ourfag · 5 months

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i think part of the resistance i’ve seen in response to the view of ed as an abuse victim—not just the view of izzy as someone who abused ed, but of ed as someone who was abused by him, as opposed to interpretations that pursue an image of Nuance and Complexity (unnecessarily, because their dynamic has heaps of both, but there seems to be a popular impulse to conflate complexity with shared culpability) by characterizing their relationship as being toxic/unhealthy in equal reciprocity, or as “mutually abusive” (oxymoron)—i definitely see the influence of racism there, but i think the racism is also working to amplify an adjacent issue where we tend to receive very specific cultural messaging about What An Abuse Victim Looks Like, and ed is excluded from a lot of that criteria.

he’s outspoken. he’s boisterous. he’s Very Cool and he Wears Leather. he’s physically bigger and browner than the person mistreating him. he spends the first season with a big grey beard, he’s covered in tattoos, he projects the image of A Man’s Man, to say nothing of his being a man in the first place. we see him get aggressive and we see him get angry (and sometimes we even see both at the same time). we see moments where he’s surly, prickly, insensitive, arrogant. his survival techniques and trauma responses incur collateral damage to other people, and in the second season this extends into affecting people we actually sympathize with. he’s extremely private about expressing fear. without examination, his professional relationship to izzy seems to position him as the one with the power slanted in his favor.

most damningly, we see him react multiple times to izzy’s abuse with physical violence. this is behavior that gets referenced all the time in the construction of narratives condemning subjects of physical abuse, let alone emotional abuse. which is why writing that intends for its audience to interpret a character as being unambiguously A Victim Of Abuse will often, for simplicity’s sake, avoid showing the character regularly engaging in anything of the kind.

and again, all of these departures from the image of The Model Victim are compounded by his being a man of color.

without any of the shorthand designed to point a big flashing arrow at his mistreatment, all we have left to work with are the words and actions we see from ed and izzy onscreen. who instigates conflict, and how does the other respond? how are they able or allowed to respond? how do we see them speak about each other to outside parties? does one go out of their way to control or isolate the other? what consequences does either party stand to face in saying “no” to the other? in acting against the other’s wishes? in trying to leave the relationship? when either of them attempts these things, how do we see the other respond?

i realize and appreciate what people are driving at when they garnish their analysis with disclaimers that they’re not saying ed’s just a poor innocent abuse victim, they’re not saying he’s a perfect angel who’s never done anything wrong, and that’s true, but these are points already contained implicitly in statements like “this show’s protagonists act like human people” and “ed’s emotional struggles are portrayed in a realistic and believable way.” my assumption is that these disclaimers are anticipatory responses to worst-faith interpretations of any discussion that attributes any victim status to ed whatsoever, so i definitely sympathize with their inclusion, but a (very small) part of me still worries about them potentially reflecting or reinforcing a belief that there is any way for someone to behave towards their abuser that imparts a responsibility for them to make right whatever damage the abuser receives, or for that matter any degree of ambiguity over their status as an abuse victim in the first place.

part of what i find so gratifying about ed as a character is that i don’t feel like the show’s writing is pressuring me to consider that ambiguity at all. which was a really nice thing for me to discover!

and tbh—did using ed to deconstruct The Model Victim even factor into the writers’ agenda?? ive got no clue. im guessing no? ??maybe?? probably not?? but if you create a main character whose central premise is that he feels trapped in a performance of exaggerated masculinity that he’s desperate to escape, and then you set him up with a character premised on embodying a tangible obstacle against that escape, then i guess that’s the natural shape your story’s gonna be inclined to take

#man thats a lot of words when i couldve just said ‘im not an ed apologist bc he has nothing to apologize for’ and yalld get the message #had to get it off my chest though #abuse tw #sorry about the verbosity Im Aware. Its An Ongoing Issue #this is actually after i went through and edited to make it as concise as possible #the good news is ive finally managed to limit myself to a mere half dozen commas per sentence #the bad news is all these words are mush in my brain now and i can barely tell if theyre actually saying anything #are any of these paragraphs related to one another? i dont fuckin know #i do know i agreed with them when i wrote them though #am i procrastinating in the tags because im nervous about posting this? maybe. shut up #im gonna go do todays wordle

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karizipan · 11 months

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get me out of here oh mt god

#I did this for fun but christ THIS IS EMBARRASSING AOQUWKR #LOOK AT MY EXECUTIVE MANAGER AND GUIDE... IM GONNA DIE.#limbus company #lcb #vergilius #dante #don't like how i drew the hands here but this was for fun as i said and vergilius' old man moe got me flustered #i think that's all that matterskwuwk2jqlqjw #THE NUMEROUS IMAGES I HAVE OD MADDSMIKK BC THATS LITERALLT MY FACE CANON FOR VERG IS ATROCIOUS.#rizdoodads #edit: adding more commentary actually. there's supposed to be more hand kissing just so you know #it was supposed to go from the palm -> wrist -> fingers. It's why in the first image you can see at like the top left part there's text #that says “stay quiet” that and a bit more dialogue was actually part of that sequence but I got too lazy to finish it

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puppyeared · 5 months

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Jitterbug

#whenever my meds kick in it feels like im gonna piss myself. not literally but its really really feels like it #and now whenever that happens my mind goes back to pancho (grandmas dog) at a xmas party years ago #bc he peed when we arrived bc he was so excited to see ppl and my cousin had to clean it up :o)#well for better or for worse i know that feeling now when im pumped on 20mg of adderall #im still getting used to this whole diagnosis thing cause ive gone untreated and undiagnosed for the longest time. so theres probably a lot #i still dont know and have to learn to get myself to be.. functional on my own? self managing????#i even set up reminders on my phone for work periods meals and stuff. but the problem is actually getting myself to stick to that to a T #because the minute i slack off or something gets in the way it throws it all off until i can be bothered to get back on track. it sucks #at least ive built up other habits like writing notes and setting alarms ahead of time.. but i feel like i could do better #its always hard to change something if youve been doing it wrong for the longest time. especially behaviour and thinking patterns. sigh #in other news my glasses bailed on me so i have to get a new pair sometime. i just realized i never draw my sona with glasses but thats #mostly bc i forget. id love to get some browline glasses like my old pair but im picky and its hard to find one id like for the next 5 year #i also finally managed to collect all the fish in my animal crossing file!!! pulled out a char last week and boom now i have a poster :o)#THAT was a moment where i almost peed myself for real. id love to get all the bugs but i cant stay up late on the switch :o(#yapping #my art #myart #doodles #personal #diary

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fleouriarts · 1 month

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mini sketchbook dump. lowkey forgot this thing existed until last week

descriptions/refs and such below

1. based on one of the pics i took w hivemind, i told them to do cute poses and riley decided to just go O__O at the camera??? hes so silly <3

2. another livemind thing but this time it's from the video i took of them slow dancing. if i ever say no to a hivemind gay moment... call the cops my identity has been stolen for sure

3. finally drew one of my favorite little hivemind moments EVER oh my god they are so cute. literally me and who

4. this is just a cute pic of riley that i'd drawn literally right when i started doing hivemind fanart so i thought i'd redraw it. adding both the ref pic and my drawing from june 2023 so you can gawk at how much more angular my style has gotten

5. my dearest hex aka @gaydonweaver sent me this old pic of graydon (from a 2018 video i think) and i was enamored with his fluffy hair so i had to draw it

5. another one of my favorite cute hivemind moments... real compilationheads will recognize this as the thumbnail for 'hivemind juicy kissable boyfriend moments' which i remember riley being caught watching on stream 😭 im never gonna forget that i think its so fucking funny

also the section under the cut is a SAFE SPACE so here's some silly and kinda embarrassing sona doodles i did around these

#hivemind tv #my art #fanart #furry #fursona #2024 #sketchbook #OMFG i have had it up to HERE with my campus' scanners these things SUCK #tried all three methods of scanning shit at my library and all of them managed to fuck up a pic of baa-deca that i was gonna put in here #fully need to inherit my parents nice canoscan or just buy one. i finally have a biology job for the summer thats in like rural colorado #(aka way way way far from the nearest public library or anything) so i could use one LOL #anyway please enjoy #also disclaimer for the gay moments love wins etc things i dont think these youtube men are gay i just think its cute when theyre all #affectionate with each other and shit. the hivemind bromance mega compilation should be in the library of congress #you can tell im feeling ravenous in a gay way recently because i keep fucking watching it

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moeblob · 4 days

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Karen has four older brothers and this is Ross! He's the second oldest and he looks rather polite and smiles a lot and when he's at work he can behave most of the time... but he really has such a foul mouth it puts Right to shame.

And Karen when she was a kid couldn't pronounce S's and they sounded like Z's. So when her brothers would be leaving for school she would say "enjoy zool" and just. Could NEVER say Ross's name correctly so he told her to just call him Oz. And it stuck but only with Karen. She's the only one to use it and no one else is allowed.

#my characters #also fun fact she has decided to legally rename him for when shes mad at him #so instead of yelling his full proper name #she will yell OSWALD THOMAS WILSON which is the fake first name but actual middle/last #and its just thats a guy that she wouldnt want to admit to knowing if she saw him in public #hes actually p short so yeah hes a short king #the oldest bro and the second youngest are both taller #the middle middle is basically the same height as him so karen really is just the wittle bab #and all her brothers are super protective of her bc thats their baby sister #she does however have a strong sense of I GOTTA PROTECT THE MIDDLE GUY #so she is kinda used to standing up for older guys just bc of he #but it comes into being a problem when she meets rick and is like fuck it he may be older but #he is too kinda for this world and also theres no way i can love him hes basically a baby brother #and she will pick on him but also would absolutely throw hands for him #and and i know the tags are long as is but eventually karen and rick move past the whole youre like a brother vibe #and they become very good friends - still zero romance involved - but she starts to treat him less like a family member #and it makes him feel less awkward and in turn he feels more open to joke sometimes #cause for a long while rick is just this is really awkward and i wish we would stop matching on dating apps but she wont leave me alone #so its rude to turn her down when she offers a friendly drink to check up on me #but its actually karen being protective older sister mode despite being the youngest of five #this is the most i have managed to draw in like two weeks i think #now im super tired bye

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chidoroki · 8 months

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August 22nd - Happy Birthday Emma - ft: her tvtropes

#the promised neverland #tpn manga #tpn emma #emma #my edits #i cant say a lot about our girl that i havent already said countless times before but i love her an endless amount & she still remains my #fav shonen protag to this day. she's just so perfect?? & im so insanely proud of everything she's accomplished aahh..but yeah i think i got #this idea back in march..or may? cant remember exactly but regardless i only managed to start it a couple days ago. thats how busy ive #been recently. so i wish i couldve made 'em not look so simple but whatever. obviously the photos are a reference to those that ray took. &#dunno if those cameras can capture stuff in a sepia tone but it works for her colors so here we are. all that might not make as much sense #when i do a set for anyone else or even for a different series but i dont care. this is the idea im rolling with for this birthday cycle.

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oblonger · 12 days

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@sincerely-sofie

I wanted to write something that somehow involved the mortal mentioned in this post for a while. I personally prefer writing wholesome and angsty feels over action, so I feel like this needs a second draft. But I don't feel passionate enough about this specific one-shot to do so. Anyway, here you go!

Darkrai had won

Darkrai had obtained everything he'd ever wanted. Everyone in this world and beyond were recieving what they deserved...

Yet he was still unsatisfied.

Darkrai told Dialga, a pitiful legend at his beck and call, to allow time to flow through him, and only him.

Darkrai felt his heart began beating again. Breath entered his lungs. He could now move once more. He rose from his throne and traveled down the corridor. He could simply visit her nightmares whenever he wanted, but the sight of her true body filled him with glee.

The silence was wonderful, Darkrai looked through the massive window he had dug into this cave wall. Taking in the breathtaking scenery of a pitch black night sky. The few pokemon in view, locked in place mid fight. No doubt suffering the way he wanted them to.

Darkrai entered the dungeon he had been making his way towards. Chained to the wall, and asleep in a breathless nightmare, was Cresselia.

Well, not quite Cresselia. To be precise, it was the Audino that he brought with him when he struck her down. He never bothered to remember the Audino's name. He simply called her Cresselia as a symbol of regret, for ending the true Cresselia's life in a fit of shortsightedness.

Darkrai smiled as he entered into Cresselia's nightmare.

"Good evening Cresselia." Darkrai announced upon entering her dream, turning it from whatever endless torture he had put her in last time, into a completely featureless void. He was the only thing besides her in here.

The Audino uncurled from the fetal position and groveled at his feet. Muttering apologies and begging him not to hurt her.

Pointless.

"I'm hurt Cresselia. I put in so much effort into making the perfect nightmare for you... and THIS is the gratitude I recieve?"

Darkrai snapped his fingers and an explosion went off from directly beneath her. Launching her a fair distance from him, landing on her back. She continued to spout apologies as she looked at him with sorrow, agony and terror.

What a wonderful look for her.

"Apology accepted. Cresselia." Darkrai taunted.

The Audino flopped onto her belly, facing away from him. quietly bawling her eyes out.

"I have done quite a lot of pondering as of late Cresselia. And I wanted to get your input." She continued to cry. Hoping her lack of response would get him to leave her alone.

She knew it wouldn't, he knew that she knew that. But seeing her utterly pathetic attempts at resisting filled Darkrai with joy.

"Tell me Cresselia." Darkrai wickedly grinned. "Do you have a fear of blood?"

The Audino flinched. She turned her head back to face him.

Darkrai's smile widened. "I suppose that is a yes then, hmm?"

Darkrai used his powers over this realm to make his claws as jagged as rotting, rusted metal, and serrated as a Sharpedo's teeth. Cresselia fell from her side onto her back, and tried to crawl away while facing him. Once more asking for forgiveness and for him to not hurt her, or some other nonsense.

Darkrai used his powers to drag Cresselia closer to him. He didn't need to approach her when watching her efforts to escape in vain was so much more entertaining.

Once she was within range, she stopped crawling. Holding her arms up to her face to try and shield it.

"Oh come now Cresselia." Darkrai said in a mockingly upbeat tone. "You don't believe I shall go through all of this effort, and not let you see the fruits of my labor?" Darkrai rose a hand, and her along with it. Perfectly exposing her stomach to him, with her head locked into position to force her to watch. Her eyes being prevented from shutting.

She was crying hysterically as he raised his arm to give her comeuppance.

He began his first slash when he suddenly stopped, right before his claw reached her.

Something felt... off.

It felt like Darkrai's skin was prickling across his body. Was she trying to fight back with her powers? No. She stopped trying to use her abilities decades ago.

Darkrai was staring off into the distance. Trying to figure out why this prickling feeling was so familiar to him.

The feeling got worse, and suddenly he felt the presence of another legend near his body.

Impossible, he killed or sealed all of the problematic ones away...

Then, Darkrai remembered where he felt this feeling before. It was Celebi. But how? How did she escape her imprisonment!?

Darkrai left Cresselia's dream, not even bothering to begin a new nightmare.

His eyes shot open and he briskly turned around, just quick enough to register that there was a Focus Punch mere inches from his face.

He didn't have time to react.

The attack connected. Launching him into the wall above Cresselia. Intense waves of pain echoing through his body multiple times. The wind being knocked out of him. Darkrai fell to the ground, gasping for air. Had he been a bit weaker it would have KO'd him instantly. It had been several decades since he'd last felt pain, that his tolerance for it was at its minimum

He looked up, expecting to see Celebi with some mortal. A foolish ploy to try and usurp him.

It wasn't Celebi.

Nor was it a random mortal.

It was Grovyle.

But... it couldn't be.

He knows it cant be him because he killed Grovyle personally.

The passage of time closed behind him, the lack of blinding light allowing Darkrai to better see his assailant.

It was Grovyle. But he was different. The leaf atop his head was incredibly long, dragging across the floor. The seeds that Sceptiles have on their backs were on his. His skin slowly shifted between lighter and darker shades of green.

But what made Darkrai realize who this was, was seeing the two antenna atop his head.

The antennae of a Celebi.

Darkrai quickly stood himself up and launched forward a volley of Dark Void. He wasn't taking any chances.

Grovyle didn't even move as his fist began glowing again, charging another Focus Punch. The Dark Void opened beneath him and pulsed waves of energy into him. Grovyle stumbled forward a bit before opening his mouth and biting down on something kept within.

Darkrai recognized the distinct crunch that it made.

A Chesto berry.

Before Darkrai could hide in the shadows, Grovyle bolted forward, eyes burning with a rage that far surpassed his own, and punched Darkrai hard in the side of his stomach launching him across the room and into the side wall. Darkrai coughed blood onto the floor. He could feel his consciousness slipping.

He wasn't going to lose this fight. HE DESERVES TO HAVE THIS!

Darkrai sunk into the shadows. The darkness of the room allowing him to reappear wherever he desires.

Darkrai waited for his chance. He kept himself in the shadows, searching for an opening.

Grovyle's expression didn't change, but his posture straightened. His shoulders became slack.

Darkrai knew what he was trying to do. He couldn't be hasty. As much as he wanted to gore him right now.

Grovyle stepped towards Cresselia and with a quick slash of his leaves, broke the chains that were more symbolic than functional.

Despite that, Darkrai's wrath surged. How DARE he try and save her!

And what a fool he was! Because now that he's distracted, he can strike!

Darkrai shot out from one of the walls behind him, preparing a shadow claw. Although his pain tolerance was low, he was nothing if not more powerful, one clean strike and this fool will be KO'd, allowing him to seal him away! All of his efforts in vain! He will be trapped forever! Just like this world's Celebi!! He'd won!!! HE HAD-

Darkrai felt true fear for the first time ever, when Grovyle locked eyes with him, as he moved his head very slightly to dodge the attack. Darkrai's claw missing his unblinking eyes by a hair's breadth.

Darkrai's last waking moments were of watching Grovyle unleash an X-scissor on him.

Darkrai awoke upon his throne. Everything hurt. Grovyle was crouched some distance away, rummaging through his satchel.

Not only had he bested him in combat, but he had also taken him out of the prison, and put him on his throne... LIKE SOME SORT OF TOY!!!

Darkrai launched forward, claws ready to splay this interloper's insides across the room.

Grovyle stood up straight, closing his satchel with no urgency whatsoever. And then he ducked under Darkrai's assault. His arm shot forward and grabbed Darkrai's forehead.

In an instant, Darkrai's entire body filled with an unimaginable pain. Darkrai fell upon his back and howled in torment. It felt like every fiber of his being was being burned, frozen, electrocuted and stabbed all at once.

He could see Grovyle staring at him with an intense anger... and what seemed to be pity.

The pain was too intense. It was bad enough that he hadn't felt pain in so long that he could only barely handle his body aching from the previous fight.

Once again, Darkrai passed out.

Darkrai awoke once more in the same spot he'd been in. The pain throughout his body having been dulled, except for his head, where it felt like it had been split in half.

Darkrai tried to lift an arm, but something was holding him down. Even his eyes felt sluggish. He looked around to see grovyle standing some distance off with his back towards him. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see a different pokemon, frozen in place. Too far for him to make out.

Grovyle moved his arm to drop a used, grey TM onto the ground. Making sure it was clearly visible to Darkrai.

"You know. My plan was to curse you with everlasting pain, and then seal you away." Grovyle suddenly broke the silence. His voice dripping with hatred. "So that way, you would suffer for the rest of eternity..."

"... But I realized something." Grovyle turned to look at him. His eyes burning with a fury unmatched. "I'm too nice for that."

Grovyle slowly began taking steps towards him. "At some point, I would feel guilty for doing that to you. No matter how much you deserve it." Darkrai wanted to attack him, but only his eyes were capable of movement.

It dawned on him what Grovyle had done, once he realized that his heart only beat twice since he'd woke up.

Darkrai tried to reach out to Dialga, demanding that he needn't any precision, that he could let time flow freely as long as Darkrai can move again.

... But there was no response.

"At that point, I would just come back and finish the job."

Grovyle crouched down on one knee and lowered his head to look at Darkrai.

"Death is far too merciful for you... But I'm a merciful guy."

Grovyle lifted a hand. a crackling orb of yellow-white energy formed just above it.

Hyper Beam.

Grovyle moved his hand and held the orb just above Darkrai's head. Right over where he had cursed him.

Darkrai's eyes stared straight into Grovyle, he used his psychic powers to speak with him.

"I hope everyone you ever love perishes."

Grovyle gave a disgusted chuckle.

"Too late."

Faster than an instant, Darkrai was dead.

#spoilers for the story in tags.#i personally like the idea that Legend!Grovyle hops from different ruined timelines #to try and fix them #after all. Dialga in his timeline can handle the time management. And Twig Kip Celebi and Dusknoir are long since dead #there is nothing left for him in his original timeline.#(thats what he was referring to in his last dialogue)#fanfic of a fanfic #text post #the present is a gift au #pmd eos #Mortality Exchange Au (kinda)#Darkest Timeline AU

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stuffed-x-arts · 5 months

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SLAY THE PRINCESS Voice + Narrator Designs

sorry they arent all 'complete' sort of. I was struggling and it was starting to feel like i would never finish at all and that the slay the princess interest may slip from my grasp altogether and i wanted to finish these before doing other slay the princess drawings and !! anyways yeah these are mostly to get an Idea of how the guys look, there may be potential changes in future but for the most part these are the guys !! design notes under the read more teehee.

beaks are so hard to draw but im trying smh

SLAY THE PRINCESS DESIGN NOTES:

ok first of all. maybe sometimes i will feel like drawing wings instead of hands, okay? teehee. all in good fun. these are all how its Supposed to be, generally, but i can bend the rules or edit them as i wish lol !! pupils are also a if-i-feel-like-it thing !!

The Cold

- light blues, icy, cold colours.

- thin, bony, pointy. his 'ears' / tufts stand up straight. sharper beak. etc. mid-length feathers on arms, short on legs.

- thin, long tail with a few feathers at the end

The Contrarian

- warm colours for the most part, potentially some blues or something for contrast. all rather saturated

- puffy feathers.

- simple no-sleeved vest that fits well.

- thin tail with rough, messy feathers that ends with two arrow-shaped ends

The Smitten

- more pinkish, purplish, red sort of colours. potentially rather vibrant and saturated also?

- lots of roundness in his design, including a more curved beak and relatively heart shaped ears. short puffy tail.

- feathers dont reach far on arms or legs

- little dots under eyes

- fluffy chest.

- more solid body

- two toes

The Opportunist

- blues and purples, perhaps a little orange

- looser shirt, long + big sleeves. deck of cards. plays with the cheated. Often cheats.

The Hunted

- greens, perhaps, greens and browns more neutral, natural colours for camouflage

- big ears. to listen

- stronger legs, ready to run and dodge,

The Paranoid

- orange, yellow.

- overpreens and stuff. lots of bent or broken feathers, occasionally some rather patchy spots. feathers dont have a clean end along his limbs. the others have some bent or broken feathers too of course but he's got it the worst

The Cheated

- weird feathers at his neck. fun <3

- deck of cards

- also has a like. mark/scar at the neck

- edit teehee: so neck feathers can be like. jagged. same for the ends of the feathers on his arms. jagged and all kinda like the whole razor princess route, you know?

The Skeptic

- orange, cautious

- long tail with feathers at the end that resemble a question mark

- maybe a choker or something?

The Stubborn

- more desaturated in tone. red.

- shorter tail

- lots of scars

The Hero

- Bandanna sort of thing around the neck

The Broken

- dark blues

- marks beneath the eyes

The Long Quiet / Player / Body

- during the loops its more simple. two sets of wings, one at the shoulder blades, one by the hips. rather small, unable to be used for flying. all the voices take after them in looks.

- is something... more though, in his natural state. similar to how the Shifting Mound is different than the ordinary princess you see. bigger wings, a more monstrous form.

- entirely greyscale

The Narrator

- toothed beak, sharp teeth.

- has a mane. whether thats made of feathers or fur or hair or what? who knows. All that matters is that its soft.

- regular bird tail, regular bird feet.

- paws. sorta similar to a lions?

- might mess with his colours a bit tbh but generally it sticks to dark grey or blueish

also have some drawings of working on the narrators design

OKAAAAY thats all teehee hope u enjoy !!!!

#slay the princess #stp fanart #the narrator #voice of the cold #voice of the smitten #voice of the contrarian #voice of the opportunist #im just tagging the ones thatre like. properly coloured and all smh #i want to draw these guys so much more please please plea #voice designs #i have silly ideas and i can only hope i manage to put them into drawings #hope u guys enjoy or at the very least have a nice day !! take care teehee #FUN FACT i tested out a sorta like. mohawk. crest sorta thing. only a short tiny one. but i didnt like how it turned out so.#yeah i tested that with skeptic and hero i think smh #ok yeah thats all teehee lets go see if i can finish some more drawings (typed with hopeful desperation as i look upon my gallery of #unfinished wips)

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