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@funnyguy7888
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I am FORMERLY funnyguy788 but my account got stolen so I added an extra eight! Because I eat. *crickets.* wow tough crowd-
My commissions are open! Click here for the details. :DD anyways
My Fanfic Links
Night Walks (TADC)
Diary: Property of Caine (TADC)
Only a Vessel (TADC)
Blood in the Water (Forsaken Oneshot)
My Animations
Kinger and Caine "you're not even real" stupid animation
I was rewatching Good Omens and decided I wanted to draw Caine as Aziraphale- they just feel similar at times
I have started on a one shot in my phm au. This is so ridiculously fun.
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Shifting from side to side, Grace held back an irritated buzz. āIt was just one fall. Iām fine, I can go longer,ā he insisted, lightly shoving Rockyās hands away. As heād adjusted to the language, heād noticed that only Rocky spoke as he did. The current theory was psychology damage from isolation and only communicating with an alien (whoās no longer an alien!) whoās hearing is vastly more limited. Unfortunately, any therapists they shoved Rocky towards would quit after three weeks, claiming he was impossible.
Which, he was. But come on, wasnāt it therapistsā jobs to help those who are deemed as impossible? It sounds a little like they gave up too easily. But, different culture, different level of science. Who was he to judge?
The feeling of hard, rock-like claws closing around his arm drew Graceās attention back to the present. Shifting again, he zoned back into the conversation.
āā¦Is Grace stupid? Rocky not know if Grace keep pushing bounds and wearing grace self out until Grace drops dead in the hall! If Grace drop dead in the street, no rocky or adrain in sight, what do then? Eridians must watch sleep! Grace know this! Grace know this well well well! Grace be alone because Grace not know limits! Less know limits than Grace knew in human body, and in human body Grace still push until Grace stupid! How Grace teach again if Grace stupid all the time because Grace no know when to rest!ā Rocky finished his angry rant with a loud thunk as he dropped to the floor.
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Rocky needs therapy, so does Grace honestly. Both do.
Eridian sona-oc thingys.
Orange Cream belongs to an irl friend
Luna is mine (yes she holds her leg weird)
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EEHEHYE DRAGONFRUIT they so cute
You ever just, get a concept for a fic, then a concept for an oc, then the urge to write, AND THEN YOUR BRAIN COMBINES THEM ALL.
In this case, itās a project Hail Mary fic. I donāt like species change aus usually but this one is important to the story that I canāt do the fic without it. But basically: itās about Grace and heās gotten old. He tries to escape death by taking the option the eridians gave him. Some part of him hates the idea that he canāt do things, that he canāt be everything, that heās growing old. He ends up surviving as an eridian himself, but a whole new set of problems have arisen. Namely, he doesnāt understand the culture as well as he thought, he doesnāt understand how to use this body, none of that. Heās so confused and upset. He traded one set of problems for another. And nowā¦
It was worth it, he knew that. He felt it in his bones, but he hated it. He hated it. He hated feeling worthless and alien in this society even more than he did before. And thats when he meets Grackle.
Grackle is a āsoundlessā Eridian (one whoās vocal cords have been damaged and who cannot process sound as well due to any reason.). She fell asleep by herself one day, thinking that it was safe enough right? She could risk it once. And she didnāt have anyone to ask at the time as sheād been too busy preparing to go into her career, she hadnāt really made any close friends she trusted and her family was busy with their own lives. She fell asleep and got attacked by a predator that fills an eridianās body with a venom that causes build up in areas that process sound and slowly kill them. Grackle was saved by another eridian coming to stop by and talk with her about a position in the field she wanted to go to, only to find her slowly dying with this predator. She was saved, but now this society looked down at her.
(Also I know where your brain is going but no, this is not a romance. Grackleās like barely older than a pebble. And I donāt wanna write a romance.)
The whole fic is basically Grace coming to terms with his own disabilities and his struggles with self hatred that he ran from, all the while helping Grackle who is a complete social outcast because of hers. Along with a little of Rocky healing and struggling with c-ptsd very badly. Like, REALLY badly.
I donāt know the likelihood of me actually writing this, but I can see the image ya know.
Okay adding onto this, what if Rocky is the less open-minded one? Sure he accepted grace but thats because he spent almost 50 years alone. So Rocky has a complete disdain for anything that is stupid enough to fall asleep alone (ignoring the fact he himself had to sleep alone many many times on the ship).
Roxky also is pretty protective to the point of possessive of Grace. He doesnāt want to lose anyone else after nearly losing grace. So he hardly ever lets Grace go anywhere alone and is threatened a little when a new eridian (Grackle) comes into the picture because sheās āstealingā Grace in his mind and heās terrified that any of those protesters who really do hate grace will try to kill him and Grace canāt as easily defend himself. Rocky is just.. terrified constantly. Adrian helps. Adrian is very loving and is always encouraging Rocky to let Grace explore and learn to be independent in his Eridian life. Which, again, helps, but Rocky still feels like every second grace and Adrian are in danger. And he hates himself and most other people for it.
Just- angry Rocky. Dw, heād get better. Like a lot better by the end. But I love the idea of Rocky with cptsd and anger issues.
Sorry you got spoiled homie. šš«
If it helps you a little, I got spoiled as well. But don't worry. I ain't sharing a thing online till it comes out. :3
RIPPP OH NO
Same here! My account gonna remain SPOILER FREE until it comes out š£ļøš„
Tips for Writing Grief! (AGAIN)
the five stages of grief were never meant to be a checklist your character moves through in chronological order across three chapters. Let me save you from writing a grieving character who is simply having scheduled emotions:
ā¹ Grief is not primarily crying. i know that sounds wrong but hear me out. a lot of grief looks like doing laundry. cooking something the person liked and then not being able to eat it. watching a show they recommended and never told anyone you finished it. grief goes very quiet and very domestic for long stretches and then ambushes you at completely unreasonable moments like a petrol station or a Friday at 4pm for no reason at all.
ā¹ people who are grieving often seem fine. not because they're suppressing or being brave or in denial, but because humans are genuinely capable of functioning and being devastated at the same time. your grieving character can make jokes. can go to work. can have a good day. can feel guilty about the good day. can feel guilty about not feeling guilty. grief has a very active internal bureaucracy that has nothing to do with what's visible on the outside.
ā¹ Grief also changes shape over time in ways that aren't necessarily about getting better. the first year is often adrenaline, there are things to do, people around, ritual and structure. year two is frequently harder because the adrenaline is gone and the world has moved on and expects you to have moved on with it. your character being more visibly undone eighteen months later than at the funeral is not a pacing problem. it's accurate.
ā¹ The relationship with the dead person doesn't stop. this is the one writers get most wrong. your grieving character is still in a relationship , still arguing with the person in their head, still updating them on things, still furious about something left unsaid, still finding out new things about them from other people and having to integrate a version of them they didn't fully know. grief is not the end of the relationship. it's the relationship continuing without any new information coming in.
@funnyguy7888 me when NW :3
Woke up at like 6 am for the good omens finale it was so worth it
"I can do it too.."
Cat Caine doodles I did a bit ago that I obviously forgot about
Alive
This took me like 7 or so hours to complete! Iām really proud of it.
The art is of my oc Ebony and her bird (her ācrowā) Rosemary! Sheās one of the two main characters of my story Faded Stars!
Cute you got your hopes up tho :]
Is bubble still alive?
he was deleted with Caine
Any interesting TADC concepts/ideas that ended up being cut?
Ragatha was originally going to be subject to a lot more violence and she was gonna have plush organs.
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iy've been meaning to do this for a while and iy've finally gotten around to it- iy'm opening commissions!!! details are in the description on ko-fi. even if you can't afford to buy one, reblogs are appreciated!
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