Day 26 - Blog Posts
Daily Doodles- Day 26- 11/05/26
Finally caught back up! I drew one of my OCs!
Her name's Tamika and she's in possession of some superhero-type powers that she didn't ask for and is trying to get rid of. In the process, she finds out that these supposed superhero powers may have some darker origins and they mean nothing good for her.
Gave her a little redesign, because I wanted to make her look more interesting shape-wise.
I'm thinking of working on the story she's part of, because it's a pretty cool concept.
The tag for this is #agdoodles
Welcome, all, Stratos' most humble of Gods
Behold
Inktober Day 26: Ego
Lately I've been feeling small and more scared to go outside.
The bad news can be so loud and overwhelming, my anxiety has definitely been coming in waves. And I'm sure many (if not all) of you are feeling something similar.
I hope you can connect with this piece in some way. Please stay safe and take care of yourselves 🖤
Here’s week 4 of this year’s inktober! Some of these prompts were tricky to draw ☻
all edge no point
i had to draw a 2010 scourge
Day 26- Fear
Ever since she was assigned to the Red Girl case, Mary has developed severe insomnia and scopophobia
This is part of a continuous story, you can read the first part here. Based off this prompt list by @peachydreamxx and @uncannycerulean
Another three for three!
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XXVI. Droplet
Drip.
A drop, a twitch of his eye.
Drip.
Another, the rustle of fabric.
Drip.
Draco’s eyes snapped open.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
The percussion of water hitting the floor reverberated across his skull. With every droplet on the floor, cold and dull, the snap of wood, a fitting couplet.
A whine broke through the tune and a warm body covered his, heavy and real. He let the slow breathing hymn lull him to sleep.
XXVII. Grow
Draco had shown tremendous amounts of growth since the past year.
“Does this outfit say, ‘I’m a well-adjusted member of society?’” However, some things never changed.
“The blue looks good on you,” was Harry’s cute but unhelpful reply.
“God, you’re useless.”
XXVIII. Verdant
The courtroom was bleak and grey, exactly as it was last time.
Now there were verdant eyes that looked at Draco as he spoke. And so he knew this time it would end differently, no matter if the verdict were to be the same.
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