'don't get inspired by my style' is such a funny thing to say. do NOT let any art i make have any lasting impression on you. only view my work if you are going to men in black mind wipe yourself later. the territorial defensiveness over "art styles" is a disease of the mind stg
Some sleepy Fritz. He's so exhausted.
he found it. the Gender Fluid
Joined artfight late; here're the attacks I did!
Most of these folks don't have a Tumblr, but I'll put their art fight usernames if you want to find them. Left to right, going up to down: PixelRhys, Catenkaa, IridescentFlight, Dizzyystarrz, Lyssanah, and SlugHooligan.
“Ugh, you’re so adorable. I want to be friends with you,” I whisper as I like your posts and never speak to you.
Chapter Title: Short fall, hard landing
Chapter Summary: Chell is alone and starving, and she’s desperate enough to poke around in long-abandoned buildings -- until one collapses beneath her feet and she falls into the depths of Aperture once more. Virgil is begrudgingly assigned to the task of assessing the damage afterwards and, finding the injured human, is hit with an idea: to use her to find his friend Mel.
Fic Word Count: 3599
Fic Summary: Chell was free, left stranded and adrift in a sea of golden waving grass. She lost a friend named Wheatley and expected him to float in space forever. Virgil was trapped, subject to the orders given by the Central Core. He lost a friend named Mel and hoped to see her alive, soon.
Chell is tenacious, having learned never to trust a core, even if they are friendly. Virgil is snarky and sarcastic, but has seen first hand what a human can do.
Chell and Virgil make a deal, and for such an innocuous decision, the secrets they would discover would be Earth-shattering.
(Takes place post-Portal:Stories Mel and Portal 2)
Haven’t drawn the Dryad in a good while
Victor gets his hair brushed/pulled into a queue and Henry drags him off to a party. I still enjoy the short hair, or at least crazier-haired designs, of them both but this image got stuck in my head. I also noticed I tend to skip out on the frocks in casual sketches, which is a shame, so...they’re getting dressed up.
Concept doodles for a new Chris outfit designed by my partner. It’s not a star cloak or anything, just a modified version of the amethyst robes; I wasn’t really feeling the full-body wizard robes look for him.
Conglomerate blog of whatever media I'm getting really into at the moment. PMs/Asks are always open!!
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