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@quicktoanchor
liar, liar, liar
It's Sundancer (for the fourth time)!
Ngl I had done almost all the lineart for Kaladin before I even started on Shallan. Then I opened and closed it repeatedly for two months before I finally figured out the background and colors and embellishments
Shallan
Vin art from a loooong time ago
queen Kholin ✨
It's alright Dalinar, babe, he got this. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- image description: A loosely scribbled and coloured comic page with several panels in four rows of the scene in Words of Radiance in which Kaladin joins the duel in the arena. The background in the panels is painetd very patchily implying the seats of the arena with half roofs offering shadow from the sun above. The first row has two panels, on the left we see an agitaed Dalinar, in his blue uniform with gold and white trimmings, as he leans forward, hands on the wall of the dueling pit in front of him, calling out "What happened to us?", "Where is our honor?". A smaller speechbubble to the side contains the words "Honor is dead". The panel to the right depicts Dalinar looking to the side to see who gave that cynical commentary. Kaladin stands there not far behind him, also in captain's uniform holding his spear and looking very grim. The next row has two smaller and on medium sized panel, they all show Kaladin from the side in profile – as Dalinar would see him. He inhales like he is fortifying himself for what comes next. On the exhale he looks down into the arena with mix of resignation and determination and utters the words "But I'll see what I can do." The speechbubble for it is already in the next panel, in which Kaladin is gazing towards us with a mournful expression as he says "If this goes poorly, take care of my men."
The third and fourth row are both each one long horizontal panel. The third row shows Kaladin as he vaults himself over the wall in the foreground. Dalinar stares at him seeming very shocked. The panel in the last row is a top down view into the arena. Kaladin stands in front of six people, four of them Shardbearers in full plate all now turning towards him. On the far left is Relis in his black plate holding a big shardblade. Adolin kneels next to him in the sand of the arena holding his broken shoulder. To his right stand Elis with a shardhammer in a grey plate, then Adrobar in a orange one with a blade. Further to the right is Jakamav in his green plate and the king's blade, Renarin standing blade- and plateless next to him.
vicky for riddy @victoriadallonfan :]
Felt like designing a Foil, I like her a lot and I've been putting this off for a while now
That last ask got me thinking about stormlight again so here's a little Kal and Syl
[ID: A digital drawing. Sundancer's abandoned helmet sits in the foreground. A single droplet of red drips down its side as it melts. Marissa walks towards a light, but only her lower legs are visible. The background is of fire.]
But Sundancer was already turning away, not wanting to see it for herself. She pulled off her mask and threw it aside. Blond hair tumbled down around her shoulders, half-covering her downcast face. Piece by piece, she removed her costume, not caring in the slightest about the watching crowd. Each discarded piece sank into the melted ground around her or smoked on contact with it. When she’d finished, she wore only her camisole and terry shorts. The ground was still shiny and smoking from the sheer heat as she approached, left cool and solid in her wake.
— Scrouge 19.7
heart of the scorpion
Been hanging out with @noctilia and now my studies turn into Vicky
put on some damn sunglasses its bright out ‼️‼️
stillons blasts u
The Thorburn Bogeyman
(and a cropped version because i need people to see the tiny details that took forever) i saw one of the images from this photograph series and immediately thought of blake... also thanks to @heart-shaped-pupa for the extremely cool hyena design
Been hanging out with @noctilia and now my studies turn into Vicky