Alterednoon - Oh, Hello

Best example of how much my art improved, aka continuing an art idea for my yet another fic that will never see the light of day-

Closing Hours with Sun

After Hours with Moon

In a place as quiet as this garden, the silence was swept away by soft clicks like the waving of the clouds around the Starlight Desert.

The vet that had been hanging around there long enough to be regarded as a florist, instead of tending to the flowers like she usually does to pass the time, was found holding a rectangular object as she aimed the diamond-rimmed lens towards flowers and the like, and sometimes even the pavilion whilst she moved backwards carefully.

"What are you doing-?"

Wis blinked as she turned around on the heels of her boots, which resulted in her catching her own face staring back at her.

No, wait. That's her twin brother.

Watcher sighed as he crossed his arms, a soft smile playing on his expression at Wis's slightly startled face.

"Is that the camera from this Season?" He eyes the device in her hands, his pose now shifting to a more laid-back position. "I've been hearing about it from the archivists– and well, I guess just about from everyone around me."

"I don't doubt it." A chuckle from his twin sister makes him look back at her. "We have cubes that record memories of our selves, but this is the first we get to have something that allows us to capture others' singular moments in time."

"We only have our memories, and if we choose to, our stories to pass on about those who were around us once. And…" Her grip tightens lightly around the camera. "…even though we have verbal passings, the notes we've written, the illustrations we've drawn, and even memory cubes to store their memories, being able to take pictures is…"

"…is like being able to see them again and again…" As Watcher continued Wis's thoughts, both twins looked to the stars above them. "…and with pictures, it's like getting to introduce them to the people who are with you in the present, even when they're no longer around to make that possible."

"…yeah." Wis breathed in the cold air of the desert, her arms now wrapped around the camera as she pressed it against her chest as if it would subdue the ache in her core. "It's quite greedy, isn't it? To want to keep more of someone who couldn't be here…"

It has been nine Seasons since then, and there have been many things she wished she was able to save during that time.

A good memory, an achievement, a silly and foolish moment…a friend.

"I wanted to have all of their memories, hahaa…" It was such a strained laugh that perfectly matched with the tight smile Wis wore. As much as she didn't want to tear up right there, it was ironic that her makeup features blue raindrops below her eyes.

"They were so cute." Her chest moves heavily as she made a long, deep sigh just before she continued on. "I wished I could show you beyond my stories; how their curiosity would lead them to feel most often in awe, or at times lost and even afraid."

"Their first spirit, their first accessory, their first cape, and even the first time they met their guardian."

"The things that caught their eye and often caused them to let go of my hand, their favorite places to be, and the friends they made."

All of it.

"I wanted all of my memories of them to be something I can hold and show to you all." Wis smiled down at the camera in her hands. "It's a shame that this kind of option wasn't quite available back then."

Her twin watches her for a moment, letting the silence of the garden hover over them as the two of them listen to it…

Until Watcher stretched his arms up as he let out a "well", before crossing it behind his head. "Even when you can't take their pictures from back then, you can always take the pictures of those who are going to be here."

"It's a new Season, and there's going to be a bunch of moths streaming in. I know you've retired, but I'm sure the guides won't mind having a helping hand around."

Wis giggled at the suggestion.

"I'll have to pass, Watcher, and- shouldn't it be you who has to lend a helping hand?" She tilted her head at her twin, and playfully winked at him. "Sir Wasteland Watcher who has only guided a single moth?"

"Hey."

Seeing Watcher take a small bit of offense at her tease got another giggle out of her, and she turns back to the flowers she was aiming at.

"Hm, and besides…" The wistful florist raised up the camera to her eye level. "While I can't take the pictures of the moths I've had the short time to guide, there's also the ones who have been with me since a very long time ago, isn't there?"

"There's you, Ox Wiz, Blue…" Click. "…and, even though it hasn't been that long since I met them, there's also Kiri, Raisin, H.K., Maddie, and that little cutie who likes crabs and you–"

"Can't you just leave that part out-"

​​​​​​​Giggle.

"–so, even when I'm sad that the others would remain as just stars in the night sky for the rest to see whenever they look up, I'm happy you're all here so we could take all the pictures we want together."

"…"

"Me too."

"I'm happy we're all here, with all our friends to fly with us in this kingdom and those twinkling in the sky that watch over us."

Me when I drew my OC once upon a time and then I never draw them again-

The Raven of the Wilting Forest 🍃

Friend: ✨Located✨

Plus two litol friends! Or perhaps they're the same one scuttling to different spots-

Huzzah!

"Playcare ATT. your Service!"

Close up shots below:

Hella proud of this one; it was a struggle fitting her name in there

Behold a man!

Finally drew Moony, I am very proud of him! Way too snuggle-able for his own good tbh. The posing though, I’m so happy with the posing. And the ruffles. And everything else. 

It’s kinda cool how easy I’m finding it to draw Sun and Moon, actually! It’s still no walk in the park for me, I really struggle to make anything come out of my hands the way it looks in my head, but something about these two is just easier despite their ridiculous amounts of ruffles. I particularly like drawing their faces, and the extreme poof of their pants.

Also, whatever I said in the drawing of Sunny and Puppet about the stripes on Sun’s pants being easier to draw than the stars on Moon’s - BLATANTLY INCORRECT. Moony, buddy, I am so sorry, I never should’ve doubted you and your stars.

[Image description: A traditional drawing of Moon from Five Nights at Freddy’s: Security Breach. He is facing the viewer head-on. He leans to the right, from the viewer’s perspective, one leg straight and one leg bent, with his hands together and held against the side of his head. Image description end.]

To one of my beloved friends, M.R.S.❣️

Now that I'm finally free from this semester, although I still have to take care of paperwork for the next semester (oh gods), I'll get to have time for the things I want to do—one of which is drawing, aHA

Many hopes and loves for my Belle-loved friend on this fine day =ヮ=

Then they're safe, aren't they? Since they cure fevers. Hmm, maybe they could use that in their tea. They have friends who usually visit her in one of the nooks in the forest for tea time and they usually get sick when they stay too long (they keep telling them to take their umbrella so that they could safely go back to the brighter areas but they just have to refuse tsk tsk). They also have been growing some crab flowers in their free time to use as decoration, so that solves it.

"That's useful to know." Wis's closed eyes brightened up at them and they looked closer at the mushrooms despite the smell. "Are there any more of them…?"

The purple-clad sky kid, who smelt of flowers and evening dew, curiously looks under their yellow umbrella at Silas crouching over something. Is she- collecting it?

They approach, standing a lil' far from them but still close enough to offer shade from the rain. "Hello."

(They snapped their head at you, much more quicker than you'd think it was posssible. Her reflexes reminded you of a krill in some way. But what made you even more uncomfortable was their face. There was nothing on it, even the eyelashes that maskless kids usually have are gone. Suddenly, she smiles. Sharp pointy teeth glow in the dark, the mushrooms clasped tightly in her hand loosened. Was she collecting mushrooms near the dark plant? Isn't that dangerous? Then she spoke, her voice having a hint of distortion in it)

"My, my, my, my, MY! Hello there traveler! Awful weather we have here, but it's a good day to try out some medicinal herbs! Have you come for treatment?"

(They point towards the treehouse a bit further up in the forest that looks like it was renovated into a clinic. Warm lights spew out from the windows. They don't stop smiling.)