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ignore me i have worms
#yogscast#yogs#divine corruption#xephos#ridgedog#technically?#fanart#draws fanart of my own fic like a crazy person
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yogs music prompts
#yogs#yogscast#yogscast fanart#zoeya#yogscast zoeya#lalna#ridgedog#nanosounds#nano#yogscast nano#fish in a birdcage#lividcoffee#my art#backlog#madcon#the unlikely candidates#the young professionals
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Mr BigYellowSun
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we miss you babygirl
What.
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wish i could explain why i draw this guy so much
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woe, yogs work doodles be upon ye
#xeph and verbal change every time i draw them i swear#yogscast#lalnable hector#alex parvis#william strife#xephos#verbalprocessing#ridgedog
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Still working on that YBCD mega post
but its taking a little while to finish between commissions and personal stuff, so for now heres something I'm not sure i ever showed off here.
at one point i was planning on redoing the comic since alot of the art was super dated and i wanted to rework and remove a few things. it never really took off and the lack of interaction and personal life ended up killing the whole thing.
anyway, here were the first 2 pages of the redo that never was.
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oops forgor to post this one, but another secret santa piece I did in a different discord server!
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A peek into Xephos’ experience of being possessed by a god.
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pondered about my past for a while
#i wanted to draw my strange and unfathomable ships and then also smiffy#yogscast#ridgephos#alsmiffy#nilesnable#strife3max#tagging with the shipnames for the -17 people who go there#ridgedog#putting him as a cw#i hate him do not get me wrong but the societal impact ridgephos had on me cannot be ignored#nilesnable was bcs of rp blogs and i have no clue where strife3max came from i seriously forgot but it was real to me#digibroney
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Secret Santa for @the-home-of-innovation <3 Their Ridge with a blackrock-era Ravs! Companion ficlet below the cut.
Preview:
"Ridgedog!" Ravs' voice fills the bar from wall to window and makes Ridgedog feel like he's a piece falling into a gorgeous puzzle. There's the tap of glass to wood, the enticing rattle of ice that lures Ridge into his seat, his coat spread out behind him.
Ridge didn't visit Blackrock often. Mostly because it's main two inhabitants had a strained history with him.
Today, though, he touches down in front of his favorite reason to descend into the world. Checks himself over once, not because he has to, but because he wants to look impeccable for his unaware host.
Well, not at all unaware. He likes to fancy the bartender a mere mortal per the man's self styling, but Ridge had taken one look at him and seen through to his illager heritage and the innate ties to the foundation of a world that came with it. Ridge pictures him now, wiping off the bar countertop, pulling down Ridge's favorite whiskey from the high shelf already. It was, perhaps, nice to be expected.
Still, when he pushes open the weighty wooden double door with the flourish they deserve, Ravs still acts surprised. Looks up from the stroke of his cloth over bartop and flashes his teeth in a delighted grin that every patron is treated to.
"Ridgedog!" Ravs' voice fills the bar from wall to window and makes Ridgedog feel like he's a piece falling into a gorgeous puzzle. There's the tap of glass to wood, the enticing rattle of ice that lures Ridge into his seat, his coat spread out behind him.
"Ravs." Ridgedog returns the sentiment, the curl of his own smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. They silently appraise each other as Ravs neatly pours and nudges the glass closer to Ridge, who takes it in hand and drains half of it, not quickly, but with intention. It's honey dark and almost divine. Ridge can taste every moment Ravs spent crafting it. The care put into it from creation to now is almost overwhelmingly sweet, but Ravs tempers it with his being, oaky sturdiness and firm warmth that takes a moment to seep in.
Ridge sets the glass down with a heavy satisfaction. There's a half-expectant look on Ravs' face. Ridge teases him, takes a moment of silence more and licks his lips in thought. Ravs is patient, not even a raised eyebrow- unwilling to influence his patron's opinion.
"It's….." Ridge takes a more measured sip, lets it loll on his tongue for a moment longer. "very you."
Ravs' laugh is rich as the whiskey. "Which part?"
It's not something Ravs actually expects Ridge to be able describe back to him. The flirting is thick in the implications that Ravs lets linger between them as he produces the bottle for Ridge's inspection and their fingers idle together.
Ridge hums, and there's a flash of his teeth as he smiles more fully. "You've been aging this for a while."
"You don't turn up often." A gentle dig, but there's only fondness behind it. Ridge acquiesces, returns the bottle with slight hesitation and settles his hand back around his glass guiltily.
"The time makes it better though." Ravs winks at him, and is rewarded with the lightest dusting of pink under Ridge's freckles.
The ice broken, they take to chatting- Ridge likes to talk with his hands and Ravs likes to keep his busy.
Ridge is not a one bottle drinker, and Ravs knows this, makes his stock for Ridge in batches. By the third bottle, Ridge has let himself get comfortable.
"No ice this time." Ridge says, and Ravs gets a clean glass, pouring into it behind the bar. He glances up as he does, and takes pause.
Ridge is bathed in the sunlight. It filters through into the dark wood of the bar through the windows on the wall and doors, and tries to takes it's natural course along the floor. But Ridge has snatched it up, and it clings to him instead. Ravs smile must quirk, because Ridge's flush from drinking and conversating deepens and he grins at Ravs.
"What is it?" There's a little tilt to Ridge's head, innocently inquisitive in an honest way.
"You're…" Ravs puts his elbow on the bar, the drink an afterthought now to both of them. He draws his gaze up Ridge's form, lingering, and enjoys the way that Ridge's smile is loose, easy, and turns a little sheepish as Ridge realizes that he must being doing something uniquely supernatural. From this angle, Ridge seems to be the source of the light itself, the gathered rays a soft halo around him. "radiant."
Ridge can only grin stupidly at Ravs, and the glow brightens, making everything else in the building pale in comparison to him.
#ridgedog#ravs#yogslash#yogscast#the-home-of-innovation#yogspost#my art#swyogs#I FORGOT THE OTHER TAG#new boot goofin
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i personally subscribe to the idea that gods can shapeshift and as such Ridgedog uses it to intimidate mortals lol
#yogscast#yogs#fanart#doodle break#ridgedog#xephos#lalna and honeydew in the bottom left ig lol#might color this and shade proper some day but i dont want to rn lol#maybe w encouragement i will lol#g/t art#sfw g/t#giant/tiny#g/t#dont judge me lol
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Day 10: Ridge
insert banner here that says this blog is strictly about characters
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Couldn't resist
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Look everyone! Im back from the grave with a revamp of my Ridgedog and Lalna fusion! I wanted to push away from just stitching separate elements of them together and instead tried to base his attire more off aviator type things!
I also gave him flux scars to make it clear he's based around Flux Buddies Lalna and not one of the million others.
Also mind the watermark, LordSciences is the handle I use everywhere else!
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some chibis for a personal project
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