Next up is the witness. And where does the witness go???
That's right, In the triangle hole!
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Next up is the witness. And where does the witness go???
That's right, In the triangle hole!
Another! This guardian's name is Unknown! Another for the team! Moth is so excited to finally have so many friends.
Altogether now! Moth, Cronus, and Wraith! Their ghosts will be added once they find shells they like.
Little chibi guardians. Finally, after years, I've been able to play Destiny with friends. Moth and his ghost chrysalis and the new warlock light, Wraith!
Redrawing some characters from a story of mine that's been in the works. Nice to see the progress I've made in a year or two as well. This is Cecil, the Luna moth and Layette the Orchid Mantis. In progress
Finished playing Pokemon Scarlett recently after not playing any pokemon game for quite a while. I fell in love and had to draw myself as a gym leader.
Meet Dew/Dewdrop, my FNAF Security Breach OC. I never thought I'd be making an OC for this, but Sun/Moon has a death grip on my heart. So, I made them a cloud animatronic friend.
Dew's story is that she was introduced to the Daycare as an assistant when the reviews started to fall. She helps Sun and Moon with supervising and events but she specializes with children who have special needs and interactions with parents.
All four of her hands contain noise cancelling headphones for when a child experiences sensory overload and needs that type of support. Her hands also double as speakers when needed. Her hair can change with her mood or with special events. Rainbows when she's happy, rain when she's sad, sunset to let the children know it's approaching nap time, etc.
Her other functions include being a nightlight and music box. She can play various sounds such as rainstorms/thunderstorms, crickets chirping, nature sounds, white noise, etc. When playing things like thunderstorms, her hair will react accordingly - having soft flashes of light to simulate lightning in the clouds. Her freckles also act as twinkling stars during "night time"
She very rarely can express anger but definitely specializes in the debilitating motherly disappoinment. She absolutely adores children and loves problem solving with them - guiding them along until they reach a solution themselves.
Ata (M) and Aziza (F). Serval cat twins.
I see you.
Rent Asunder.
Broken.
Taken.
Until the Sun
Moth has really inspired me to create a lot of art and this includes writing, which normally isn’t anywhere near my cup of tea. Moth is most certainly an idiot most times but he isn’t exempt from the hardships that most definitely come with being a guardian. So, I wrote something that’s been in my head for a while now. I hope you enjoy! It’s better read with thunderstorm and rain in the background.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gVKEM4K8J8A
Felt like trying some different hairstyles on Moth. I personally like the third down on the left row the best.
Moth and Crow Misadventures. Two dumb peas in a pod. Read following the arrows.
Let's just agree that you're not here to see background skills.
Working on another one page short comic and this one is draining my soul, but in a delightful way. Have a sneak peak and a shitty meme.
Played D2 way too late last night. Had a horrible thought because of it.
Caiatl: Join my empire, Zavala and take your spot in my war council. We shall be unstoppable.
Zavala: I don't think we will but I do recognize your big ca-balls for strutting up in here and asking.
Some things from messing around tonight. Wish I could have as much enthusiasm to do work as I do drawing these two nerds.
Long Destiny ramble post ahead. Can't get the brain to turn off.
Recently, whenever I listen to heavy rain and thunderstorms, the same thoughts come to mind.
Moth finds both sorrow and solace in the EDZ, for what once stood as a testament to humanity, but also how nature reclaims and survives in the face of collapse. There's a special kind of silence to be found in the EDZ, one unlike any other. Not exactly the kind that has complete absence of sound, but one that offers its own sort of serenity in the music of the wind in the trees, the melody of crickets at night, and the way thunder seems to linger in the empty space where humanity used to reside.
Moth prefers not to be alone. Alone can brew a concoction of nasty thoughts. It can bring the nightmares usually reserved for the darkness of closed eyes to the forefront like bad remakes - lets the tremendous weight of a guardian's sins threaten to topple them from their golden pedestal that they're so highly regarded upon. But sometimes, in the silence that nature fills, alone brings reprieve.
In the collapse that makes up the EDZ, Moth has made a space for himself. High up in a decrepit building, where nature and waged wars have torn it partially down, Moth appreciates alone. A space, a room unknown of its past, now offers the guardian shelter from unending chaos. Here, Moth collects trinkets, bobbles, and anything else of interest that he's found throughout his galactic travels, and slowly but surely creates himself a home away from home. One that's mostly untouched by the title of "guardian". Here, the awoken man, so used to his own silence, lays in his makeshift bed, listens to the bugs serenade the earth, watches the rain pour so thickly the world beyond it no longer exists, appreciates the silhouette of what remains as it's illuminated by lightning, and notices after awhile that the stars in the sky are no longer where they started out to be. But also, here in the false silence, Moth adds his own broken chord when the nightmares become too much for his unconscious self to handle.
However, this space isn't always meant for being alone, as said, Moth prefers not to be alone. I like to think that sometimes, when Crow, too, suffers the weight of the galaxy's burdens, he comes to partake in the false silence, and each time, Moth has some new old age artifact to show him. So far, their favorite is probably a deck of unfinished cards. It's missing a few and several of them have been crumpled and squished, but it's the company that comes with the games and not the game itself. Moth shows Crow how to play some wack version of Go Fish, though the game is made easier when the crumpled cards are memorized by their unique petrified states.
Although sometimes alone makes the title of guardian a bit more breathable, Moth will always light up when Crow comes to share it.
P.s. I like to think that Crow and Moth both drift soundly off to sleep here and sleep soundly until a ether mining unit drops in early morning and scares them both half to death.
Was compelled to draw a short comic based off of this prompt.