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I saw this photo of a Gannet taken by Paul Miguel on twitter and immediately thought "oh that's an angel" so I wanted to draw it out before I forgot.
😔 so sad
Ok sorry for the long ass post, but here are a couple of drawings I recently made and promised I’d post :)))
- these two gems are a couple (but aren’t a permafusion)
- based off some of my earliest gemsonas
- both go by he/him :)
- obviously based off of the show’s Blue Lace
- Crystal Gem
- very warm and kind but protective
- based on one of Spinel’s earlier concepts
- doesn’t have stretchy powers, but has another ability that serves as entertainment, having a function similar to Rose’s room but not as powerful.
- her lack of stretching powers means that she serves a more mature audience, which is a headcanon I’ve had for a hot minute.
- she/her (left, big) he/him (right, small)
- I made them after flint and chert’s reveal, since now we know that not all quartz gems look nearly identical.
- they are companion gems, not romantic partners
- he/him
-pretty much is just wanted to play around with genderbending gems but I liked how he looked, so I made him a separate oc.
- unlike canon Garnet, he acts a lot younger and is more of an apprentice rather than a leader.
- Garnet’s two halves
- both he/him
- pretty chill and laid back
- they/them
- one of my personal favorites. I chose to give them this sailor-like look because I thought it was a good blance between tropical/beach and the cold.
- yes i know it looks like canon larimar fuck off :))
- she/her
- based off of another old gem of mine, but redesigned to fit the canon
- wind powers/sumo-like properties
- type of serpentine, based on a specimen I own
- she/her
- fun loving and charismatic
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PT 1 hazbin hotel redesigns bc theyre UGLY and i want to rewrite the show for fun
i do NOT support vivziepop/hazbin hotel i am simply rewriting/redesigning the characters bc ik they can be saved….
i have much to say on how i will rewriting this bc i am super invested its fun to fix a show of its flaws
After a course of 10 months, I did it!
Please notice this, it took me so long and I’d appreciate it if this got over 50 notes ;w;
Span of working on project: 267 days (though I stopped working for about two and a half months due to personal issues-) Total actual time working on project: Around 49 hours
Do not repost, PLEASE!
Screenshot taken at: y=125
Screenshot taken at: y=78
Screenshot taken at: y=50
Screenshot taken at: y=4 (On ground)
Screenshots take atn: y=100
Thank you so much you guys, for baring with me on this project and being so patient with me… so… baring with me in general. Have a good day! <3 Alternate screenshots below-
Without night vision
Smooth lighting without night vision
What is master Fu like in this rewrite and also are you going to change the miraculous powers aswell because most of them are really irritating to the point I wanna pull my hair out.
Mod CN- Unfortunately, we don't think Master Fu is in this. Couldn't find anything on him so far yet... Seems like The Bugettes from the post before would take the guardian place for the heroes.
As for superpowers, we found concept art of only Ladybug and Chat Noir's!
We have the classic powers:
But we found new powers too!
The most fascinating part? Ladybug and Chat Noir both have purification powers, and a Miraculous cleanse!
Despite the fact that both LB and CN have these huge arsenal powers, there doesn't seem to be a time limit here..! Like they could use their powers infinitely with no consequences! I wonder how that would play out in the show...
What if you could find the Divine Beasts in the Depths?
You’re in this dark, alien environment, strange noises echoing around you, the inescapable anxiety your only companion. Squinting in the distance, you see a frighteningly familiar shade of blue flicker, faint in the distance.
Cautiously moving forward, you begin to realise the blue belongs to something much, much larger than a possible guardian. Eventually, an ancient behemoth looms overhead, still, silent, and empty, both at rest and unnervingly calm. A strange, restless melancholy replaces the sense of creeping dread, no less uneasy than before.
Entering the resting stone, in the corner of your eyes, you see movement flicker. At first you think a spirit, perhaps the Champions still linger… but deep down you know they’ve passed on… right?
Echoing footsteps fill the silence as you press on, avoiding gloom where there had once been malice, a desecration of a sacred resting place. You see the flicker again, turn on your foot and see for a split second, a beloved friend, an uneasy rival, a stalwart protector, a steadfast leader, an ally, a painful reminder of your worst failure. Even now, years later, it stings.
You try to get their attention, but there is no response. Instead, you watch. And realise. And mourn again. There are no spirits here. Not in the vast, decaying depths, not in the final resting places of a final hope.
These are echoes of the ones you knew. You can see them in the corner of your eyes sometimes, going about preparations for that ill-fated battle. It’s eerie, made no better by the Grand Poes gently swaying, their locations random but making uncomfortable sense.
Sometimes, on unlucky days, it is not preparations that these echoes go through. Pain torn screams faintly heard as their final moments are played out, a play on an eerie stage.
Vah Medoh groans in the dark, as the image of her pilot slams limply on her back, wing torn, and struggles to get up, defiance in his glare even now.
Vah Ruta cries a warning, as her pilot slumps over the controls, never seeing her killer, her last thought to warn the others.
Vah Rudania braces herself, as the echo of her pilot does the same, but the shield shatters, a flash of phantom heat coating the area, followed by darkness.
Vah Nabooris strides steady, until her pilot, fatigued from a relentless assualt, makes one fatal misstep in her final dance, lightning crackling in the air.
The stone beasts are restless, aware of the new threat, and unable to let go of the last pilots they’ll ever have, desperately trying to fight once more. But instead, they lay still, silent, a monument to their pilots lost to time.
What if you could find the Divine Beasts in the Depths?
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