the heart lies empty

venus | 20s | nb (he/they) | artist and writer! i'm doing this to stay sane! currently fixated on cult of the lamb.

[llovehymn]

welcome to arby

hi, i’m venus, you can call me vee! i write and draw. it's nice to meet you!

xoxoxo

venus | 20s | they/them or he/him nonbinary | blackfoot/japanese current fixation: Cult of the Lamb and Transformers art tag here

you can find my main here!

[llovehymn]

you were more than just somebody I was destined to meet.

[llovehymn]

Nourish me with your blood, cherish me with your body.

[llovehymn]

Blessed be the Lamb.

[llovehymn]

As above, so below.

[starmimic]

Hey, diddle diddle, I’m bad at riddles

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never been one to ruin a game.

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haphephobia

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Eddie doodles to de-stress

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Teaching the Scarecrow to dance (any excuse for Eddie to put his hands all over Jon)

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I’m late but I’m here!

[bamsara]

My Artifight sona and profile for this year :) is anyone surprise I'm team comedy

A little late but I made it! I prefer to draw fully rendered pieces, and to attack friends and mutuals firsts, so please don't attack me if you're doing so only in hopes for a revenge! I'm a very slow painter

Happy Artfight!

[guiltfactory-moved]

this lamb keeps trying to sacrifice itself even though no one really needs or wants it to do that

[bamsara]

Rough scene storyboards that I do not have the motivation to clean up so I'm dumping them here. Still not feeling good about my art lately I can't even get past the sketchy phase anymore lmao

anyway stuff for things for laterz

[starmimic]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

this is my first actual fanfic and a labor of love! It was made in collaboration with my talented husband @scienthyst! He partnered with me to create some genuinely beautiful art! Check out his pieces here!

Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types | The Transformers (IDW Generation One) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Getaway/Rodimus | Rodimus Prime, Megatron/Rodimus (Past) Characters: Getaway (Transformers), Rodimus | Rodimus Prime, Various Background Characters Additional Tags: Dubious Consent, Gaslighting, Suicidal Thoughts, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Canon-Typical Violence, Possession, Haunting, Terminal Illnesses, slowburn, Robogore, Post-Bad Ending, Transformers Big Bang 2025 Summary: Years after the dismantling of the Lost Light, Rodimus finds himself exploring the edges of charted space aboard the Exitus. While answering a distress call, Rodimus is forced to confront the manifestation of his guilt in the form of Getaway’s spirit. In order to rid himself of his spectral hanger-on, Rodimus must reconnect with his old crew and reopen old wounds.

Maybe this time they can finally heal.

[starmimic]

Here’s a snippet from my Getarod piece for @tf-bigbang! It’s going to be an adventure/horror where Rodimus is haunted by Getaway. I hope you all enjoy!

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“Hey, I’m sorry—” He began, but the words died in transit. The baleful door remained closed; he was alone. Rodimus considered the empty space, belatedly attempting to catch up with the discrepancy.

“I never thought I would hear those words from you,” An all too familiar voice drawled in response.

Chills worked down Rodimus’ spinal strut and he sucked in a sharp breath. He didn’t dare move, still half-crouched on the messy floor. He didn’t dare lift his gaze, frozen. He shuddered out the gasp that jammed deep in his throat. Despite, or perhaps in spite of, Rodimus’ shock, the voice continued.

“You must have been expecting someone else.” A chuckle; it made Rodimus’ processor feel cold. “So sorry to disappoint. At least allow me the courtesy to respond to your previous remark. This was a mistake.”

Rodimus at last hefted his gaze upwards, feeling as if he had been chained to the floor of his habsuite by his optics. There, on the berth, lounging in the dim light, was Getaway. His eyes curved into familiar, smiling crescents. He rested his chin atop a fist, regarding Rodimus with an intensity that made him want to squirm. “Of course,” Getaway continued smoothly, “I was always your biggest mistake, wasn’t I?”

Rodimus tried to work out a response, chewing at a myriad of words that failed to leave his lips. Getaway didn’t move from his lounging position, sprawled casually as if he owned the place. “Y-you—,” Rodimus began, his stuttering tone betraying his mounting terror, “You’re dead.”

“Let’s let bygones be bygones, shall we? We have a lot of catching up to do.”

[herssian]

deepen the shadows bro. it'll be ok

[herssian]

i meant art-wise but if any dark sorcerers see this. you do you