2023 Art Summary
I'm a Graphic Designer by Trade, but an art nerd at heart.
I like to make fanfic fanart, and once a year or so I'll try a daily drawing challenge.
✨ my carrd
✨ my ko-fi (shop/ commissions)
links to each piece below!
Peter Solarz
art blog(derogatory)
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@abrielarnold
2023 Art Summary
I'm a Graphic Designer by Trade, but an art nerd at heart.
I like to make fanfic fanart, and once a year or so I'll try a daily drawing challenge.
✨ my carrd
✨ my ko-fi (shop/ commissions)
links to each piece below!
⚡️when changing the world as you know it, the work simply must be chronicled. @abrielarnold will organize our work and deliverables into a satisfyingly aesthetic package!
As our formatting mod, Abriel is responsible for compiling and designing much of our physical book. Working with Sauce, they’ll offer us a creative thematic layout and make everything presentable!
“Look man, have you ever, like… have you ever been angry? Like really angry?”
He had been, both when he was alive, and after, and of course Dash had to know that. Everyone who had ever seen Phantom fight had to know that. But he didn’t say any of that, he just gave Dash a small nod and pulled himself up onto the roof, where he draped himself up and over Dash’s window like a snake. He crossed his arms and sat listening.
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Been reading "You Wouldn't Like Me Alive" by @ectoplasmranch and the setting and emotion is captured with such a nostalgic, unsettling poignancy that it's given me more than one nightmare. Perhaps the opposite of cathartic. It just keeps building and building and keeping me on the edge of my seat, in the way that each breath on a snow silenced night crystallizes and pierces you to the core. Really really lovely.
"The serpent cackles, low and raspy. It sounds like nails on a chalkboard. Momo frowns, not liking the reaction. But she has an intention, something she has to do. If this can be someone she can save from whatever this malignant spirit could be. She can maybe become something her grandmother can recognize as a medium."
A Luminary No One by @teacosying
(Mokarun Minibang art is done! And the first chapter is up and edited! Working with my author and seeing the fic come to life was a joy and I'm so excited for everyone to read it!)
You can read the rest of the Reverse Bang art in the the Momokarun MiniBang collection.
Ken Takakura is Not a Mermaid by @grabdog
As long as no one knew, he could pretend that Ken Takakura, the human boy, still existed. But he knows, he’s always known, that who he was died that day almost ten years ago, when he’d been lost and shivering and had stepped into the pool of water in the sea cave in Scotland because it seemed so warm and he was so, so cold.
(extremely good characterisations in this one. they are beautiful disasters. also, the sequel fic has some of the best horror i've ever read, in any fandom)
(full scene below the cut)
“So… did you really eat dirt today?” she asks. “Jiji said that that’s what worms eat.”
Never mind. Romance is dead. Ken wants to curl in on himself and then remembers that he’s a worm with a body that is made to curl, so he curls in on himself.
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me: now that i've read a few good dandadan fics, which one really grabs me and compells me to make fanart? the one where momo's an alien? the one where okarun's an alien? the one where okarun's dead? the one where he's a wolf and also dead? or surely, the one where he's a fish, which i love? hmmmmm. the Worm Crack Fic: bonjour.
Would You Still Love Me If I Was a Worm?
by @patster223
(this fic is Art. this fic is Peak. this fic is directly opposite everything that makes turbo okarun so excellent. messed up limbs? Gone! None! Big Jaw with Big teeths? Rejected! No teeth ever! only dirt and slime and 5 hearts and tiny indestructable glasses that do Nothing for you. maybe the most dandadan canon compliant adjascent fic there is. the spirit is there. it's written so well.)
it's finally heeeeeere! (everyone did such a good job aaaaa)
They are a single organism. To me.
"It said it was lucky."
Things That Bleed by @kkachis @artistfingers and @ghostly-cabbage
This is the fastest I've ever drawn a scene illustration. The words were visceral.
(i got a sneak peak of the end of this chapter, and only the end of this chapter (looks at signature date stamp) 2 years ago, and reading the Context for the scene now makes me feel Extremely Normal. I have been using the meme illustration of this scene as my phone's lockscreen for 2 years. It has been living rent free in my head for a Very Long Time. If I think about the addendums and the Danny Lore too much, i shall combust)
also, i wanted a print of this for myself, so i put it up on inprnt. if anyone else wants one you can find it here
extremely normal about his teeth
look at these bugs (i care them so many)
"No matter what anyone says, or what you might think, you deserve to eat."
- Ouroborus, by JustAnotherGuest
Happy Invisobang!! The art I made for the event is for chapter 10 of Ouroborus, a boku no hero crossover fic! I worked with an amazing writer and artist partner this year, Abriel & Natalie, and I can't wait for you guys to check out their works!
Abriel's fic is linked above & I'll link Natalie's art here soon!
Finally posting my Invisobang art. This is for Abriel’s “Ouroborus” on Ao3, go check it out!
Ouroborus
by @abrielarnold
Banshee: a spirit whose wailing heralds impending death. --- "You okay there Danny? You're allowed to relax a little. Loosen up, you know?" Danny shifts from foot to foot, his feet trying to twist in his boots. It's loosening up that Danny's trying to avoid. "I'm fine," he tries to say. But his voice prickles and the hunger screams at him that he needs to fight back. To take. His hands are shaking. He could give the crowd something to really be afraid of. "I-I'm hungry. I need to eat." "Excellent! There's a fried chicken place four blocks down that has the best home-style sauce in town." That's not what Danny meant. But some real food would be good too. --- "There are no villainous quirks" If Danny can make it through this patrol with his best friend's mentor, maybe he’ll start to believe it.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
The song didn’t quite fit, but she had a feeling it wasn’t meant to. He was singing for someone else. Trying to call them back to him.
The Unknowable Tomorrow
by @screechthemighty
What a good good fic. I'm so excited for the next part in the series. (the suspense! aaaa!) The way Wolfwood is characterised and written is everything to me. The premise is fascinating and executed extremely well. I think about this fic a lot.
(process stuff below the cut because figuring out the composition for this was a fun challenge!)
I'm making this for me, first and foremost, but I've had some friends say that they want one too, so I'm trying to decide how many I need to order. (they'll be in my ko-fi shop if i have enough)
Do you want the boy
Yes, I would like to buy one for like $7
No, Knives has commited too many crimes
Looks cool, but I just want to see the results
chapter 1
The whole vast space felt hollow. It was empty save the large central carpet, fouled by stains, dark spots of long dead and dried rot that he was sure soaked straight through to the wood below. Vash stood unmoving in the center, back to him.
“Hey Spikey?” Wolfwood approached slowly, his heart beating faster at the scene. “You good?”
Vash glanced up, his face clearing from grim to pleasant in the blink of an eye.
“Yeah. Yeah, sorry. All good.”
chapter 2
“You believe in ghosts, Needle-Noggin?”
He paused mid-chew at the question, swallowed slowly, then broke into an evil grin.
“Of course! This place is haunted for sure,” he raised his hands into claws and leered menacingly over Wolfwood, who scowled. “It’s probably watching us from the shadows right now, just waiting for- hey!” He’d leaned just a little too close, and Wolfwood took the opportunity to shove him off his perch.
chapter 3
Vash stepped past him to take lead and they ducked under the floor, following the lights down beneath the foundations. Wolfwood felt it again, the foreboding that surrounded the house, that had kept away bandits and townsfolk alike for three years. His unease grew the deeper they went, an instinctive desire to run that he had to fight every step of the way. He refused to slow, matching Vash stair for stair as the pit wound its way downward. Once, he thought he saw a flash of movement from below them, peeking out before darting off again just where the curve of the stairway disappearing beneath itself.
and we must wait by @caffeinefire
Perfect Fic. Perfect characterisations. Incredible. (It's so so so well written. Genuinely had me on the edge of my seat. Gunsmoke ghost story my beloved.)