hehe it's finally out!! so happy i got to work with the wonderful @dead-fr0g as part of the @spopbigbang :))
go read her fic "The Matador" here:
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hehe it's finally out!! so happy i got to work with the wonderful @dead-fr0g as part of the @spopbigbang :))
go read her fic "The Matador" here:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
SPOPBIGBANG WEEK DAY 2 @spopbigbang
LET'S FREAKING GOOOOOO WOOF WOOF BARK BARK
HERE IS THE FULL ART PIECE PROMISED BY URS TRULY (i signed the piece with my insta @)
The fic is "Waves Beat on Old Machines" by Copy_of_a_D3m0n on AO3, or @x0000000dez on tumblr!
Link:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/84794156
I've only read the first chapter so far, but I like how it focuses on nicher characters and their relationships with each other. I think it sets up an interesting premise where the story is mainly detailing Hordak's character development (after canon events) and how he navigates life with his once subordinates (Lonnie, Kyle, and Rogelio) on Beast Island. The plot that shook me the most was Hordak becoming more of a father figure to Imp.
For this piece I collabed with the author to note the composition, poses, and details. He was rly wholesome and had a clear vision for what the art wanted to look like and represent. He also knew alot of fun facts! (Did you know Horde Prime's Main Spaceship has a name?!) His passion is kinda one of the many reasons why I'm excited for what the remainder of his fic is gonna be about. 🫡
If you love entrapdak or wanted more of the Horde's background trio stories, I'm going to be very straight this might be one of them,,,
Here is my contribution to @spopbigbang 2026, an illustration for the fanfic The Devil I know by @tippenfunkaport which you can find here.
I had so much fun doing this, thanks for letting me participate in this event, it was great :) Now go read Tippen's fic, I'm sure it's a blast :)
Sorry this was posted prematurely, I was sure I set up the right date on queue but I guess not Dx
It's that time of year again!
I am once again participating in the SPOP Big Bang event organizied by the SPOP creative flex server. @spopbigbang
This year I am teamed up with the amazing @karo-lynn who'll provide a kickass illustration! Please enjoy this context-free preview and check out everyone else's work too! The previews are now coming!
In this modern AU Catra goes to an annual youth group classical guitar retreat and a certain blonde is bound to get on her nerves again.
“Whatever this is, it’s delicious!” Kyle said between bites. He had materialized next to them as was his habit. “I think that’s what they call white fish,” Catra speculated. Kyle was right, it was delicious. “White. Fish.” Repeated Scorpia and stared at the, indeed white, fish peaking out between the vivid orange breading. Catra shrugged and rammed half of it into her mouth. “It’s great!” she tried to say around a mouthful of fish, when a shadow fell upon their table. Catra looked up, cheeks still bulging with fish. It was Adora. She looked down at Catra, but did not look at her, rather her eyes went a little past her, as if she was addressing something sitting on Catra’s left shoulder. “I heard we’re going to be playing together,” Adora explained, her voice wavering a little, “and… and I’d like to say I’m looking forward to it.” Catra didn’t reply. She couldn’t, her mouth was full of fish. She swallowed some, carefully, so she no longer looked like a hamster caught stealing food. Then she nodded, trying to look at Adora. She failed and Adora stood there, in the silence, for a few more seconds. A blush crept up Catra’s neck, sending heat into her cheeks and all the way down to her hands. She could see how Adora’s eyes lingered on her mouth. Then the spell broke and the blonde raised her arms, flailed a bit and said, “Anyway, see you soon!”, turned and ran back to her own table. Catra finally got the rest of the fish down. “That was weird,” Kyle observed, staring after Adora. “Kill me,” Catra muttered and put her head on the table.
My Illustration for the 2026 She-Ra and the Princesses of Power Big Bang @spopbigbang
Check out the story that inspired this. It's No Longer Flawed by @checycherrylily Read here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/85024121/chapters/224476251
I am so happy to have been able to join the 5 year anniversary @spopbigbang! Here is my preview of the art I am cooking up for the fic "What's Inside Of Us Is Barren", by Bottledfairy on ao3
HEY EVERYONE!!!
I’m so excited to be a part of the @spopbigbang 2026 event, presenting my fic “Waves Beat on Old Machines”! I partnered with the wonderful stretchy_hats, on tumblr as @frostdjaam-s, who made an amazing illustration to accompany my writing! Check out the preview of the artwork here!
Here are some other places you can find stretchy_hats:
Instagram - stretchy_hats
Bluesky - clemlemtine
Collaborating was such a joy and I’m so excited for everyone to see what we’ve created when it will be posted to AO3 on May 13th!
For now, here’s a little preview of “Waves Beat on Old Machines”!
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A chirp died in his throat. Something felt blocked there. Or was his chest too tight? Or was his blood electricity? Did one of Entrapta’s spinning machines end up in his stomach? Was the boat he was in doing backflips? He was going to see Hordak? Hordak was okay? Hordak wanted to see him?
Imp shut his eyes, scrunching them tight. He felt his claws dig into steel again but the sound of scraping didn’t reach his ears. Did… Hordak even want to see him?
He felt more than heard a low noise from Rogelio. Imp looked up at him again and nodded. Yes, hug. He crawled onto his lap and curled tightly into a ball. Hordak… they were going to be reunited! Why did Imp feel sick?
“Hey,” he turned to Lonnie’s soft voice. “No matter what, you’ll always have us, okay?”
“Yeah,” he turned to Kyle. “We got your back, little spy.”
Imp looked at them all again in turn. His lower lip trembled and he buried his face in the safety of Rogelio’s jacket.
The fourth and at the same time the last illustration I've created for the @spopbang event! This one is from the last chapter of "Lightbeam" by @n7punk that will be posted today so go check it out! 🧡🤍🩷
"Lightbeam" by n7punk on ao3
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