cucumelon

An artist that loves sci fi, existential horror, fantasy, and bad romance. Currently hyperfixated on TBHX

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Welcome to my art blog!

I make fanart and (occasionally) OC content. Mostly illustrations, sometimes short comics. I really vibe with ethereal type stuff and love surrealism and LOVE colour a lot.

Want to request a drawing? Send it to my ask box :D

Fandoms I am currently obsessed with:

To Be Hero X (Nicest agenda got me good)

Honkai Star Rail

Alien Stage

Things I do draw which you might want to filter out if it bothers you:

horror

suggestive

blood

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“God willing”

Eva Stratt who chose to believe in the unknown.

Eva Stratt who had the fate of the solar system in her hands and chose it over friendship.

And it paid off, somehow, miraculously. But even if it didn’t, having that faith and making that decision beat the alternative.

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When middle school teacher turned classified expert scientist turned astronaut turned best friend to an alien species has to start vlogging because the alien moved in and they are now roomies

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You were loved

To wake up alone in the middle of space, knowing nothing about yourself and why you are there, and when you find humans they turn out to be corpses of your crew. People you barely knew. People you don’t remember. You’re the only human around in a hundred years of travelling distance and instead of keeping their bodies around or their mementos so you don’t forget what other humans are like, you send them off with dignity. You still wish you weren’t alone, but you have to make peace with it.

There is no other choice you can make. You do your best.

Dr Ryland Grace, you are brave.

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You were loved.

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“Don’t look, that’s not me.”

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Part 2 of L’yter and Storyteller

Part 1 here

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Back home with my family

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An experiment with multimedia art :)

The original (uninverted) version:

Been a while since ive done any traditional art let alone water colours or multimedia

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Love spills from his hands. It is ichor where his blade pierces the back of his companions.

Your friends, your family, everyone you ever knew and loved suddenly all burned to ash. Destruction was brought upon your loving village. Still, you kept love close to you. The fate of the world was placed on your back. “Deliver us a new era”, they said. “You are an heir without flaw,” they said. So why could you feel yourself cracking? You fought against the titans, gods in their own right, you fought to bring about a new era of peace and joy. So your new people could keep the peace your family could not. The world wanted you to rage, but still you loved. The world killed your new friends, your new family, every person you loved. Still, you loved. The world wanted you to rage. You went through it again. And again. And again. The world still wanted you to rage, but you still wanted to love. The gods have abandoned you- no. The gods are against you. They are playing with you, and there is no one to save you. No one. No one. No one. Everything, all that suffering, it will never stop, and it will fuel even greater suffering. But still you love, you love with rage, you love through millions of lives, you love until you burn and your body and soul are broken and-

Who are you?

What do you dream of?

You don’t know. You just want everyone to be happy. Everything to mean something. You’ll carry the weight of the entire world, the whole universe, if it only means that you’ll protect them all. That’s how you love.

Phainon of Aedis Elysiae, may the world never again need you to carry its weight. May you be carried into a new future, where you are loved back just as intensely. Cradled in the warmth of everything you care for.

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I think I am currently in a slump where my style does not quite match what I want to be doing and my expectations vs reality is askew. The fix is probably to draw OCs again, or redraw an old piece. I dont know. Question is whether I will have time or motivation

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WIP: Nostalgia for innocent childhood

Close up of the Johnnies:

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I love your illustration!! Do you take free art requests? (⁠つ⁠✧⁠ω⁠✧⁠)⁠つ(⁠つ⁠✧⁠ω⁠✧⁠)⁠つ

Hello hello~ yes I do take art requests. I work full time and have commitments though, so I suppose if I do get a request it won't be so quick (but idk, I never actually got art requests before other than from friends)

If you wanna request something send it to my ask box or message me directly

TLDR; yup! Jusk ask nicely i guess

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Testing the new procreate brushes ft. Evernight

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Sketch to celebrate episode 1 :)

The horror is incredibly well-executed so far. I felt so uncomfortable and intrigued and I love the aesthetic. So excited for more

Good night

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Tyrant and her most beautiful sword

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Love spills from his hands. It is ichor where his blade pierces the back of his companions.

Your friends, your family, everyone you ever knew and loved suddenly all burned to ash. Destruction was brought upon your loving village. Still, you kept love close to you. The fate of the world was placed on your back. “Deliver us a new era”, they said. “You are an heir without flaw,” they said. So why could you feel yourself cracking? You fought against the titans, gods in their own right, you fought to bring about a new era of peace and joy. So your new people could keep the peace your family could not. The world wanted you to rage, but still you loved. The world killed your new friends, your new family, every person you loved. Still, you loved. The world wanted you to rage. You went through it again. And again. And again. The world still wanted you to rage, but you still wanted to love. The gods have abandoned you- no. The gods are against you. They are playing with you, and there is no one to save you. No one. No one. No one. Everything, all that suffering, it will never stop, and it will fuel even greater suffering. But still you love, you love with rage, you love through millions of lives, you love until you burn and your body and soul are broken and-

Who are you?

What do you dream of?

You don’t know. You just want everyone to be happy. Everything to mean something. You’ll carry the weight of the entire world, the whole universe, if it only means that you’ll protect them all. That’s how you love.

Phainon of Aedis Elysiae, may the world never again need you to carry its weight. May you be carried into a new future, where you are loved back just as intensely. Cradled in the warmth of everything you care for.