we stoopid here

Level: 20! She/Her Cringe...cringe everywhere Definitely Delusional

[pureshadough]

in the end, you will become me!

[burnt-cheese-toastie]

happy fathers day

[shadowmalk]

Feeling I should post something here..hheeerreee (one of these is for an au, and the first is a headcanon that Cacaos Beserk form is triggered by intense emotion/a curse or something)

[sketch-adrenaline]

Thought might as well post the animatic here

‘-w-)

This is the first animatic I have actually finished. Never touched an editing program before either, so it was a fun learning experience ^w^

Also quick yap session.

Like I both like and dislike (don’t flame me plz) beast yeast. On one hand the story has so much potential and fun concepts but I feel like it falls short on so many other aspects, from slight pacing issues to some things getting resolved way too fast.

Since DC is my favorite, naturally I will focus more on him and MF. I wish there could have been more exploration on both of their mentalities, on Mystic Flour’s powers (still don’t like that everything was mostly illusions or whatever, let her actually be able to cause sickness and apathy towards life! ShadowMilk already has illusions anyways) and Dark Cacao’s whole conflict with the twin dragons he sealed because they were being destructive.

Like sure, the dragons don’t have any sort of resentment towards the one that sealed them off on his sword and on the other hand, sure Dark Cacao has no resentment to the creatures that ravaged the land and were willing to leave him to die at his lowest.

NOPE!

Instead DC just gave a long speech (I love him frfr but I wanted more action since the situation felt urgent) and oop, the dragons respect him and viceversa and they awaken and beat Mystic Flour who for some reason didn’t move through all that even though she still had the other half of the souljam!

Again, it’s a bit frustrating but I understand the time constraints and the format in which the story is presented.

So that’s why I decided to make this animatic, a little re-imagining of what could the awakening and sub-sequential battle could have looked like.

The whole thing ended up being me throwing ideas at the beast yeast chapter 3 and 4. :p

[shadowmalk]

YESSSSSSSSS

[sketch-adrenaline]

Sharing my Dark Cacao related thoughts! (Mainly about his berserk form)

So I had been wanting to share more thoughts and my personal takes on Berserk DC again. So let’s just get to it (I have a bunch of drawings to help visualize my thoughts ^w^) b).

So first. I would have loved if Dark Cacao would have continued to struggle with his curse (corruption works too but to me is more of a curse) and have DC have this in between stages from normal to berserk.

Like, when he is feeling too overwhelmed, but not in the more typical sense of “oh he is feeling bad feelings so the curse activates.”

NO!

Dark Cacao is one of the most strong minded characters in the game (it took a lot to break him and any time it happened it was like a major event in his life. Which makes the curse’s pull of power all the more tempting when he finally starts to crack under the pressure.

*cough pale ailment cough*

Also like…we could have had a very jaw dropping moment in beast yeast where Mystic Flour is like…

“The reclaiming of my other half is inevitable, for half of your power has already failed you” c’mon man, it would have been awesome to have those parallels between MF and DC with the difference being that DC kept going and trying to be better despite everything while MF gave up.

Dark Cacao could have this little moments when he feels helpless against Mystic Flour’s sickness and thus feel himself stumble while carrying the weight of being a pillar of strength to his kingdom.

But being as closed off as he is (something that made me be okay with DC not telling PV and HB about his berserk form during the odyssey) he would try to push the curse down or let it leak through the cracks of his stoicism in the privacy of his room or any other place where he is alone.

(Very happy with this one :D)

I personally don’t make every “mid way” stage be all the same. Sometimes it spreads down his face till the top half is outlined and glowing white like the previous drawing, other times it will simply be his hair floating slightly and becoming kinda translucent near the ends, feeling cold to the touch, and other times it will start from his fingers and wrists, emanating some smoke from them like when he is fully transformed.

Obviously it wouldn’t be a secret, the denizens (or at least those he is closest to or where there to witness the event) are aware of his berserk form but no one has been able to catch the monarch in one of his episodes, so unfortunately no one can really help as DC would not want anyone else to be burdened with what he would view as one of his most significant failure as the holder of the light of resolution.

Another thing I personally made in my version is that DC in his berserk form can’t emote with his face, not even blink. Making the only way to know what he is feeling being his body language…

Or tears in some cases…

If I were to tackled the whole chapter of his kingdom, I would have definitely made a moment like this.

DC is not himself and I would have made it that his way of thinking is simplified akin to an animal. Having thoughts as “family hurt” “protect” “enemy” “attack, don’t flee” and so on, but he would not realize that he is attacking those he believes are the attackers. Eventually leading to a moment of clarity and having the tears run down. Something he would have never let himself show if he had been normal, believing he does not deserve comfort.

Another thing I made in my version of berserk DC is that despite being a phantom, his face is solid and a bit liquid like.

I remember fighting the boss level and noticing how berserk doesn’t have a mouth unless he does that screech which has a description about intimidating and weakening the opponent’s will to keep fighting.

Which made me have it that the first time DC went into this form and battled the others, he tried to screech or howl, whichever, to get them to stop but also to let out the pain he is feeling (both physically and emotionally) making him pause mid fight to touch his face only for the black sludge to come out instead, so what is DC’s next course of action?

That is for a future post •w•)

Lastly for this ramble that became longer than I planned, I have it that when DC fully turns into berserk (all post the chapter where it was first introduced) he is more calm? At least not prone to go on a rampage at the drop of a hat. Usually wandering around looking for his children.

Once he finds at least one of them, Crunchy Chip and Caramel Arrow (yes in my version those two are also DC’s adopted kids alongside Dark Choco) he will simply be there, kinda like a sentinel.

Both Crunchy Chip and Caramel Arrow will spend time with him until he calms down enough to turn back.

Naturally DC wouldn’t tell them what exactly caused him to turn again, but perhaps he will eventually let them help before turning.

Thanks for reading everything if you got this far <3

[ursacircusart]

Aaaaall of the Ancients and Virtues together for me to look at and digest. The designs are still subject to change, I'll have to ponder the orb and look into the future for that.

You have no idea how excited I am to have these finished.....

THAT BEING SAID if you notice an inconsistency in design, color missing in places (a very common fault of mine dhsjka) or have any other feedback-

PLEASE LET ME KNOW! I'm happy to still do more work on them, I want them to be as close to perfection as possible :]

I'm making these into double-sided photocards after all. Gotta make sure I put out my best!

[zomdead-deactivated20260110]

a gougar

[briarwulf]

I laminated a paper towel

[sookybrat-deactivated20221020]

why does this have 31 thousand notes

[glitterorgy]

You made it useless but also prevented it from the end it was predestined for.

[heckyeah-horseshoecrabs]

But wait this is actually freaking me out though, it raises so many questions about the otherwise incomprehensible meaning of life as a collective whole versus personal sustenance and longevity

Imagine if one day you were given a choice: Become immortal and indestructible for eternity, unable to be harmed by anything ever again, and get to live forever.

However, in order to achieve that you must give up whatever your purpose in life is. Whatever it is that you were always meant to do, what you were supposed to contribute to the overall scheme and future of the life of the universe, your purpose… the whole reason you were even created, even born in the first place. You must give that up. You don’t know what that is. You’ll never know; But, regardless, you say yes.

Perhaps you assume you wouldn’t have made any sort of significant difference anyway. That butterfly effect theory or whatever they call it? Nah, you call bullshit. It doesn’t matter - you don’t matter, at least not to anything outside of your immediate connections - and it’ll all be fine, and you’ll just live forever with minimal (or maybe even no) consequences.

So, yay! You’re now immortal. You’ll never die or get hurt ever again. Wee!

But then, centuries and centuries later (not to mention that by this point you’ve gone through horrible heartbreak and misery and despair because every loved one you ever had, every friend you ever made, ever person you barely got to know, has passed away, died as you lived on long without them, helpless to do anything for them as you watched them perish, unable to ever go with them or ever see them again. But I digress), now, you learn you actually were important in the grand scheme of things. You were supposed to be a key factor in the world’s survival, long ago; but, because of the choice you made (immortality over individual purpose), you were never given the knowledge or awareness or resources or ability to save the world that you were always supposed to obtain, before you unknowingly made the wrongest choice to ever wrong.

Needless to say, you’ve fucked up big time.

The entire universe as we know it is destroyed soon after this horrifying revelation. It implodes, collapses in on itself, essentially forming a massive black hole or something. Stars, nebulae, galaxies, solar systems and planets, worlds and worlds of living people and things, and light-years of time and space and life, all sucked up into absolute, indefinite nothingness.

But you remain.

Just you. Floating amongst, spiraling around, rocketing through, suspended in… nothing. With a feeling of such unbelievable loneliness that your feeble brain can hardly perceive, can’t possibly hope to comprehend. Not only are you the only living thing left, you don’t even have one inanimate object to keep you company. You have literally. Nothing. And you are literally nowhere. I mean, technically, you are now the universe - if it would bring you petty comfort to think about it that way. You. Only you. With nothing, no one, nowhere. Forever. And ever. And ever.

All because you thought you didn’t matter. That you had no real, meaningful purpose. That you could never possibly make a difference.

But you did. And now look what you’ve gotten yourself into, you silly nugget. You’re gonna be pretty bored and lonely for that eternity, huh?

Or maybe it was out of selfishness. Maybe this wasn’t because you felt useless, but because you simply only cared about prolonging your own life and nothing else. Hm.

The moral here? Be selfless, and always know and remember that you matter.

Or else, one day, you might destroy the universe. And be left to suffer, and be tortured horribly and endlessly by the void of nothingness that has consumed you. With no way to escape. Ever.

Other moral because I got sidetracked from my initial point - all things considered, would you choose longevity over purpose? Immortality over meaning? 

OR, IDK, MAYBE SOME IDIOT JUST LAMINATED A STUPID PIECE OF PAPER TOWEL FOR NO GOOD REASON

AND MAYBE I SHOULDNT BE LOOKING FOR THE ANSWERS TO THE MEANING OF OUR SHORT, FRAGILE LIVES IN

A LAMINATED

PAPER

T OW E L

IDK MAN,

I D K

[bluejinxx]

Write. A. Book.

[heckyeah-horseshoecrabs]

What if I did write a book

and the pages of that book

were made out of

laminated

paper towels

[roman-rory-fallen-angel]

I WASNT GONNA REBLOG UNTIL THAT LAST COMMENT

[trans-ralsei]

[trans-ralsei]

[caughtthedarkness93]

I love my job, but reblogging employment jelly for someone else I love.

[gl0wf1shhhguy]

DRAW HIM PREGNANT /J

300 likes and considered it done

[ursacircusart]

the Light of Resolution and the Light of Volition (+ baby Haetae)

Part one of my photocard series done WOO!

[shadowmalk]

ITS THE GUY THERE HE IS

[ursacircusart]

the Light of Resolution and the Light of Volition (+ baby Haetae)

Part one of my photocard series done WOO!

[pointnclick]

i’ve watched this like 8 times in a row

[momperlman-deactivated20251022]

Me and my dog post-apocalypse after we find a broken crate of canned peaches washed up on the beach

[ursacircusart]

the thing that possessed me for the past 2 weeks - a comic

"Shadow Milk is OOC" now listen to me very carefully.

[ursacircusart]

EDIT: okay some thoughts and wips and whatever;

first of all THANK YOU FOR ENJOYING THIS COMIC!! I may have been projecting the horrors of the aroace experience a little bit but I'm glad people seem to be agreeing with me that Milk WOULD break down in tears over kind and gentle love.

This idea has been possessing my brain for a couple months now but I was always working on something else or the con prep was getting to me or whatever else.

TLDR; Shadow Milk being absolutely terrified of being seen and being looked at with love and adoration so he selfishly 'asks' PV to turn off his bluetooth to his staff. The touches and words and kindness just turn him anxious and a sobbing wet mess. Post-canon SM is a crybaby to me and would cry over anything and everything. He's never had love before after all. Also to me he's a virgin and somewhere on the aroace spectrum. Do not ask me about my relationship with. relationships.

I first drafted this idea on a post in January lol.

here are some of the pages as drafts because I think looking at wips is fun YAY

I also wanted to very intentionally do some parallels to my APV x Fount comic on my alt with Fount's first time because. To me this is also Milk's first time uwu (I had a sequel planned to this comic as well of SM asking PV "how did it go with that wimp (Fount)?" and PV just flashes him a knowing smile and says "oh it was lovely, you're quite the same after all!"

(Love how the coloring is slightly different so the new pv looks paler and milk looks just like fount lmao)

I hope people noticed the little details I did with the hands and the hair and their pathetic mirco-expressions. Also ALL OF YOU will appreciate the amount of hands I had to draw for this shit.

anyway thank you for reading and liking my stuff, I'm so happy it resonates with people <3 This has been my longest comic I've made so far with 53 panels, way too many fingers and just enough pathetic yearning gazes. this is gonna be my Ratatouille for a while :]

[hamza-2a]

My house is one of the houses in the middle of the picture. Our house was wonderful; our life was refined; everything was beautiful. After the recent war, life became sad, and misery filled my heart. Now we live without a home, without the basic necessities of life.

[dajo42]

it’s been ten years

[geniusoflove]

its been 12 years

[shivshivshivvyyy]

13 years

[pinkthinkspalistineshouldbefree]

14 years

[momperlman-deactivated20251022]

15 years

[dammmithardison]

16 years

[thswrtchdthng]

Loss is a dancing queen, young and sweet, only 17

[l-art-stuff-l]

Loss is now legally an adult

[obimomkenobi-deactivated2020062]

[kitchikishangout]

MY NAME, IS FRICKIN MOON MOON. I’D BE THE MOST IDIOTIC WOLF. ‘OH SHIT WHO BROUGHT FUCKING MOON MOON ALONG?’

[amusette]

the post that started it all

[star-spangled-jackass]

oh god

[danthefrickinking-deactivated20]

Never not reblogging.

[clarinetfool]

I’ve only seen this post in screenshots

[salamencerobot]

I’m very surprised this post hasn’t broken a million.