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jackdraw-spwrite · 7 months
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Day 03 - Black Cat
I confess, sometimes I think what if Danny were a cat. And then I think that he would be very small and very fluffy, given how very unruly his hair is.
Anyway, have some skrunkly kitten Dannys, and of course the required lost time:
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He's just a tiny little soot poof of a kitten...
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jackdaw-sprite · 1 year
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I have an infestation in my brain
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spellwing777 · 1 year
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"He is the most beautiful."
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trinoxtrinox · 2 months
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Time for some Lost Time quality time XD
I tried to color this in pastel colors, however in the middle of it I learned that I don't know how to do pastel colors not what they actually are, so here it this this piece with the classic white outline that has no shadows. I still loved coloring this whole thing though, so many thanks to @jackdraw-spwrite for making this Lineart, it's absolutely beautiful and I loved coloring this :D
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raaorqtpbpdy · 5 days
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The Westons out West
The Weston Family had lived in the town of Amity for some time when the Fentons moved there. And even for strangers, those Fentons sure were strange.
For the prompt Old/Wild West AU [from @jackdraw-spwrite]
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[Warning for mentions of guns]
Wes Weston worked at the general store. His father was a salesman, but that alone didn't keep food on the table, so he and his brothers all had to pitch in their dues. His eldest brother Easton did some bookkeeping for the local businesses, and his older twin Kyle was a stable-hand. And even between the four of them their mother still had to play piano in the saloon for tips from time-to-time.
Still, as lean as times were in the West, it had been worse back home.
When they'd first moved out here, looking for opportunity and a little sunshine after the dreary days behind them, they couldn't tell the difference between a cowhand and a homesteader, but that time was past. This little western town of Amity was home now. Barely scrape by, though they did.
A lot of folks came through the general store, locals and and strangers alike. Some came in weekly to resupply their cupboards, and others stopped by on their way through town to somewhere else to pick up a bag of horse feed, a bottle of whiskey, and some chewing tobacco before moving on. Working there, Wes had come to recognize a lot of familiar faces, and seen twice as many strangers, but none were so strange as the kid.
Wes eyed the kid from the moment he walked through the door, hair as black as night and ice-blue eyes that shone with secrets. Truth be told, he and Wes couldn't have been too far apart in age, but if Wes was a kid, then so was he. He smiled at Wes, the kid did, with teeth too white and far too sharp, and asked if they happened to sell any kind of chocolate.
"Sometimes merchants come up from Mexico with some to sell to us, but we haven't got any in stock right now," Wes told him.
The kid clicked his tongue. "Shame. Ma was planning on making some fudge to greet the new neighbors."
"You just moved to Amity?" Wes asked.
"Yep," the kid confirmed. "Name's Danny Fenton. My family just moved out here for a little more open space."
"A little more open space?" Wes repeated, unconvinced.
Danny smiled again, that too bright, too clean smile. "I never got your name," he said.
"Wes," he replied. "My family's lived around here for some time. I'm sure you'll recognize them out and about. Every redhead in town is a Weston."
Danny barked a laugh. "Not anymore," he said, and then he left, without even looking around, let alone buying anything.
Everyone became aware of the Fenton Newcomers almost overnight, but none was more aware than Wesley Weston.
He knew he was a curious boy—some said he was too curious for his own good—but he was a clever boy, too, and he knew when something was going amiss in his town, and right under his nose. He'd kept one eye on them, and especially Danny since they'd first moved into town, spotting right away that something was off about them.
On the surface, they looked alright. Jack Fenton was a mountain of a man, with an affinity for orange and holster on his hip that housed a pistol like no gun Wes had ever seen. His wife, Maddie, wore her skirt hiked up well above the ankles in a scandalous style that gave a lot of men around town the wrong idea about her. She set them straight right quick, though. The two of them claimed to be scientists, and spent all their time holed up in their house, rarely showing their faces to the rest of the town.
Their daughter, Jazz, was a proper, well-read young lady. She tied her hair back in a long braid, and wore her skirt at a much more appropriate length than her mother. She could usually be seen carrying a book, and the mayor had quickly offered her a position as a school teacher, as the town had been wanting for one since the last was taken by fever. She accepted, though she claimed it was only to keep her out of the house most of the day. Both her and her mother had bright red hair, which explained Danny's rather cryptic response to Wes when they first met.
Danny, their son, well he was the queerest of them all. He carried no gun, which was odd, but not unheard of given his age of only fourteen, though Wes had carried one since he was thirteen to scare off rowdy customers at the store. Danny had a strange quality about him, and strange behaviors, and the more Wes watched him, the more certain he became that Danny Fenton was no ordinary boy.
It was about a month after the Fentons first came to town that the first specter followed. A shadowy figure in a white get-up and a black hat, who carried himself like a lawman, and looked like bad news. Wes knew right away that he was a ghost. He knew by the faint glow of his pale skin, the shine of his eyes, and the hiss in his voice, like he'd swallowed a live rattlesnake, and it was still rattling around.
When asked, he said his name was Walker, and he was looking for an outlaw who called himself Phantom.
No one in town had ever heard of someone called Phantom, and the description of a boy with white hair and dark clothes didn't match anyone they knew.
Then at high noon a boy came down from the sky. His clothes were black. Cloud-white hair poked out from under his stetson, and a black bandana was pulled up over the bottom half of his face. Everyone was so shocked at seeing him come out of the sky like an angel from heaven that Wes was the only one that noticed he carried no gun.
Neither he, nor Walker said a single word as they stared each other down.
Walker's knuckles cracked as he positioned his hand over his holster, and Phantom's eyes shone a bright and glowing green like no one in Amity Park had even seen before.
Walker drew, but Phantom was quicker. A green beam shot out of Phantom's finger and hit Walker's shooting hand, knocking his gun to to floor. Then, Phantom hurled something metal at the other ghost that crackled like lightning, and when the light faded, Walker was gone.
The only sound was the rustle of wind and the clink of Phantom's spurs as he walked to where Walker had once stood to pick up the tin canteen. He bent over, gathered up the canteen and Walker's dropped gun, and when he drew himself back up to his full height, which couldn't have been more than five foot two, he disappeared. Vanishing in broad daylight, in full view of a dozen people.
Wes couldn't be sure of anything, but a theory formed in his head after that day. A theory about the strange ghost boy that flew into town before mysteriously vanishing... and the strange human boy that had moved into town not long before.
When they were younger, driving their wagon out west, Wes and Kyle would around the fire while their older brother Easton told them scary stories. They didn't know where Easton had learned them all, but he knew a lot. He told stories about death coming round in a carriage collecting lost souls, about vampires that lured people in to drink their blood, about monsters that skulked across the prairie. But Wes' favorite stories were the ones about ghosts.
Easton, it had always seemed, knew everything there was to know about ghosts. Whatever questions Wes asked him, he was always quick to answer.
That had been years ago now, but Wes had one more question for him.
"Easton," he asked one evening after dinner when they were all fixing to sleep. "You remember all those ghost stories you used to tell us, way back when?"
"'Course, Wes," Easton said. "What about 'em?"
"Do you think there could ever be a person who was a ghost, even though they were still alive?"
Easton paused at that, his face a mask of concentration as he considered the question.
Kyle scoffed. "There can't be anyone like that because ghosts plain don't exist. Those were just stories Easton told us, nothin' more." he said, but his brothers ignored him.
"I reckon I don't know," Easton said finally. "Could be, but I've never heard of something like that before."
Wes nodded mutely and went to bed.
After a few months of continued watching, a few more ghosts riding into town to challenge the unknown Phantom to a duel and quickly lose, though Phantom carried no gun, a few sleepless nights to skulk around and search for proof, Wes was sure of it.
Danny Fenton and the Phantom were one and the same.
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swordofsun · 4 months
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Wanted to do something for the new year, so I guess I'll do a 2023 book wrap up. In chronological order from the beginning of 2023 to the end.
Putting in a read more because this is 90 books and that's too much to not hide it.
Rereads marked with a *
The Iron Dirge by Sam Sykes - Grave of Empires #2.5
Three Axes to Fall by Sam Sykes - Grave of Empries #3
The Chosen and the Beautiful by Nghi Vo
Six Wakes by Mur Lafferty
The World We Make by N.K. Jemisin - Great Cities #2
Unbreakable by Mira Grant
Apocalypse Scenario #683: The Box by Mira Grant
Juice Like Wounds by Seanan McGuire - Wayward Children #4.5
Lost in the Moment and Found by Seanan McGuire - Wayward Children #8
The Spirit Thief by Rachel Aaron - The Legend of Eli Monpress #1*
The Spirit Rebellion by Rachel Aaron - The Legend of Eli Monpress #2*
The Spirit Eater by Rachel Aaron - The Legend of Eli Monpress #3*
The Spirit War by Rachel Aaron - The Legend of Eli Monpress #4*
Spirit's End by Rachel Aaron - The Legend of Eli Monpress #5*
Shards of Honor by Lois McMaster Bujold - Vorkosigan Saga #1 (Publication Order)
The Coup of Tea by Casey Blair - The Tea Princess Chronicles #1
The Scourge Between Stars by Ness Brown
Lyconthropy and Other Chronic Illnesses by Kristen O'Neal
The Jewel and Her Lapidary by Fran Wilde - Gemworld #1
Sandry's Book by Tamara Pierce - Circle of Magic #1*
Comeuppance Served Cold by Marion Deeds
By A Silver Thread by Rachel Aaron - DFZ Changeling #1
The Mimicking of Known Successes by Malka Ann Older - Mossa and Pleiti #1
The Twice-Drowned Saint by C.S.E. Cooney
Tris's Book by Tamara Pierce - Circle of Magic #2*
The Bones Swans of Amandale by C.S.E. Cooney (Novella)
Even Though I Knew The End by C.L. Polk
Plain Bad Heroines by Emily M Danforth
An Unkindness of Magicians by Kat Howard - Unseen World #1
Never Ever Getting Back Together by Sophie Gonzales
The Ghost Network by Catie Disabato
The Keeper's Six by Kate Elliot
Siren Queen by Nghi Vo
Servant Mage by Kate Elliot
The Warden by Daniel M Ford - The Warden #1
Daja's Book by Tamara Pierce - Circle of Magic #3*
Jackdraw by K.J. Charles - A Charm of Magpies World #1
The Thief Who Pulled On Trouble's Braids by Michael McClung - Amra Thetys #1
Bluebird by Ciel Pierlot
Lexicon by Max Barry
The Splinter in the Sky by Kemi Ashing-Giwa
The Kaiju Preservation Society by John Scalzi
The Thief Who Spat in Luck's Good Eye by Michael McClung - Amara Thetys #2
Briar's Book by Tamara Pierce - Circle of Magic #4*
The Thief Who Knocked on Sorrow's Gate by Michael McClung - Amara Thetys #3
Murder at Spindle Manor by Morgan Stang - The Lamplight Murder Mysteries #1
Ebony Gate - by Julie Vee and Ken Bebelle - The Phoenix Hoard #1
Artificial Condition by Martha Wells - The Murderbot Diaries #2*
Rogue Protocols by Martha Wells - The Murderbot Diaries #3*
Exit Strategy by Martha Wells - The Murderbot Diaries #4*
Zen Bow, Zen Arrow: The Life and Teachings of Awa Kenzo, the Archery Master from "Zen in the Art of Archery" by John Stevens
Thornhedge by T. Kingfisher
Fugitive Telemetry by Martha Wells - The Murderbot Diareis #6*
Apparently I've hit the character limit without a paragraph break. So, we'll be starting over from 1, but it will really be #54.
Home: Habitat, Range, Niche, Territory by Martha Wells - The Murderbot Diaries #4.5
Compulsory: A Murderbot Story by Martha Wells - The Murderbot Diaries #0.5*
Magic Steps by Tamara Pierce - The Circle Opens #1*
Murder on the Lamplight Express by Morgan Stang - The Lamplight Murder Mysteries #2
Bone Swans by C.S.E. Cooney (short story collection)
Sleeping Giants by Sylvain Neuvel - Themis Files #1
Mammoth at the Gates by Nghi Vo - The Singing Hills Cycle #4
The Refrigerator Monologues by Catherynne M Valente
Triggernometry by Stark Holborn - Triggernometry #1
Street Magic by Tamara Pierce - The Circle Opens #2*
Foundryside by Robert Jackson Bennett - The Foundryside Trilogy #1
Advanced Triggernometry by Stark Holborn - Triggernometry #2
Inda by Sherwood Smith - Inda #1
Thief Liar Lady by D.L. Soria
A Haunting on the Hill by Elizabeth Hand
Red Rabbit by Alex Grecian
Can't Spell Treason Without Tea by Rebecca Thorne - Tomes and Tea #1
Red River Seven by A.J. Ryan
Dracula by Bram Stoker - via Re: Dracula
Beholder by Ryan La Sala
A Season of Monstrous Conceptions by Lina Rather
System Collapse by Martha Wells - The Murderbot Diaries #7
Cold Fire by Tamara Piece - The Circle Opens #3*
Dream of the Falling Axe by Sam Sykes - Grave of Empires #3.5
The Woman in Me by Britney Spears
The Salvation Gambit by Emily Skrutskie
I'm Glad My Mom Died by Jennette McCurdy
Hikaru No Go Vol 1 Decent of the Go Master by Yumi Hotta - Hikaru No Go #1
These Burning Stars by Bethany Jacobs - The Kingdom Trilogy #1
Shatterglass by Tamara Pierce - The Circle Opens #4*
Paladin's Faith by T Kingfisher - The Saint of Steel #4
The Crane Husband by Kelly Barnhill
Forest of Memory by Mary Robinette Kowal
The Archive Undying by Emma Mieko Candon - The Downworld Sequence #1
On The Fox Roads by Nghi Vo
Unlocked: An Oral History of Haden's Syndrom by John Scalzi - Lock In #0.5
Paris: The Memoir by Paris Hilton
Okay, and according to Storygraph:
My longest book was Three Axes to Fall at 806 pages
My most read authors were: Tamara Pierce, Martha Wells, and Rachel Aaron. Which is due to re-reads. I re-read 16 books this year.
My average rating was 4.14 out of 5.
I read the most in June.
I read 41 new-to-me authors.
52 of the books I read were part of series.
So, I guess, feel free to ask me any questions.
Happy New Year!
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A friend that’s out of this world ~
Trying something new- lmk what you think!
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duckbehindthewheel · 4 years
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NAME: Slick Swingman GENDER: Male AGE: 42 POSITION: Mercenary enforcer for hire by NSR court order GENRE: Electro Swing INSTRUMENT OF CHOICE: Sousa Swing Staff Slick is a crafty and nimble artist whose unique talents are indispensable for quickly and quietly dispatching NSR's greatest enemies & critics. While not a charter of any particular district, Slick is able to quickly manever across the city to address any uprising. His Sousa Swing Staff, a complex mix of brass, piano and heaven knows what else, is so heavy only he can efficiently wield it, let alone pick it up. While he's not as fresh and young as some of NSR's handpicked artists, he's sharp & ruthless to anyone in his sights. He's got a glib tongue & seems to butt heads with veteran Neon J. There might be some exploitable tension there. 🎹🎷🎤 LINKS: www.patreon.com/jackmcalisterart ko-fi.com/jackmcalisterart If you like what I do, please consider giving a comment, sharing my post or saving it! It helps me battle the nasty algorithm. 🎼🎵🎹 TAGS: #jackdraws #jackdrawsocs #nostraightroads #nsr #nsrgame #nostraightroadsoc #nsroc #nsrslick #nsrslickswinger #slicknostraightroads #metronomik #nostraightroadsart #nostraightroadsgame #electroswing #personacharacter #fanoc #transmaleartist #cartoonartist #cartoonillustration #traditionalart #inkandpaint #neonj #cartoonstyle #originalcharacterart #characterdesigns #characterdesigners #artistsofinstagram #artistonınstagram #instaartists #thisisanewtagforartists2020 https://www.instagram.com/p/CFfrxxilxsi/?igshid=sfre4be7lfvt
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philopenshaw · 6 years
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Blue eyes #
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iqefavs · 3 years
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via @jackdraws at August 24, 2020 at 10:08PM
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jacksealockmcsm · 7 years
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Telltale. Thank you for showing some humanity in Jack. Thank you for making him more than just muscle. Thank you for showing us that, deep deep down, he cares about his friends more than his reputation. 
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jackdraw-spwrite · 7 months
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Day 5 - Hunt
I've never drawn Skulker before, so I figured this would be a good opportunity :)
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jackdaw-sprite · 1 year
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I'm still obsessed with him
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look at him, small enough to use the crown as a bed
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he's so shaped
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he can be a worm
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he can be a cat
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(reference)
adorable or vicious or adorably vicious
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maybe when he's happy he does the banana pose like seals do
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One thing is for sure, though:
I want to roll him out like cookie dough.
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and bake him.
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loop-zoop · 7 years
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Take it to the bank, boys, this one's just like Bart
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punx-in-the-library · 3 years
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Shout out to my bus stop jackdraws for being the best, most precious, and also kinda manipulative, picky eaters.
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Ongoing wildlife at sunset and sunrise collection of images. : Walk along the rooftop at sunset #wildlife #birds #raven #jackdraw #nature Edited in #lightroom
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#carbonblackandwhite #sunset #sunrise #sun #pretty #beautiful #red #orange #pink #sky #skyporn #cloudporn #nature #clouds #horizon #photooftheday #instagood #gorgeous #warm #view #night #morning #silhouette #instasky
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