Introducing PRISM’s next guest artist: @astrayeah!
Astrayeah’s manga-style renders are clean, bold, and a perfect fit for Yuri’s fierceness and Victor’s extravagance. She’s constantly experimenting with color and we love her fearless use of contrast, saturation, and a palette that makes the characters pop off the page. From smooth blues to intense oranges, she’s shown remarkable flexibility in subject and mood.
Astrayeah’s been working away on Victor and Yuri art for many, many months at this point and will be providing a piece for each of our seven sections. For now, here’s a tease before the colors go crazy:
vocals by me, lyrics by the guys from Funimation. Synthesia accompaniment by Marioverehrer2 on YT :)
Derp with me!
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*hopes and prays for a wendy x doranbolt fanfic* :'D
Your wish is my command!
title: gone with the windsummary: she was as beautiful as a flower, and she hasn’t even blossomed yet.spoilers: for manga chapter 388
He had been scared, so scared, that she was gone…again. He couldn’t lose her again.
For those precious minutes between her life and death he didn’t dare breathe. There would be nothing to distract him from his task, from saving her.
If he was a different man, he’d hate this odd attachment to a young guild wizard – this border-line violent need to protect her.
But now, especially now, he’d hate to be a different man.
This girl, this amazing girl, grew right before his eyes. When he told her that she and Carla only succeeded in destroying one Face, the Exceed was ready to give in.
But not Wendy. “I don’t want to lose hope anymore. I decided that I’m going to live with you.”
She began to lift her arm, her hand engulfed in sharp twisting winds. He went to take a step forward, brow creased. What was she-?
His body froze up as she moved the air currents behind her head, long locks falling to her feet. She didn’t flinch – only he and Carla were in complete and utter shock. “Wendy…”
She turned to him, defiance and determination set in her features. “I won’t whine, and I won’t cry anymore. I can’t give up while everyone else is fighting!”
Doranbolt felt a smile stretch across his lips. Yes…she was growing every day, every second in every way. And he vowed to always be there to see it. “Then let’s do it together.”
