I wanted to make more of a mumbomaid au sketch page but this is all that left my brain and given im kinda approaching the need for a slow down/break creatively im not going to force it. thinking about reading dungeon meshi? that girl covered in blood seems pretty hot. anyway. snippet below for context. if you can even call it that.
Grian. Nothing about him was satisfying. God, Scar was angry, he was so angry, and that felt bad, but so much better than being sad and awkward all the time, and suddenly Scar wanted nothing more than to be back on the dingy carpet of the apartment lobby, hissing and grunting and beating the piss out of each other; finish what they started. But he couldn’t exactly do that, so he took a shower about it instead, head resting idly against the tile as the water ran down his back. About an hour of that passed before he got bored of it, so he got out, not even remembering if he washed his hair, and collapsed once more onto his bed. The thought still hadn’t left his head. He eyed his phone dangerously.
Etho had sent him a text telling him he got home safe, no doubt sent after Bdubs pestered him to do so. Pearl had asked something about needing to buy some more supplies for the sanitation department at the zoo, which Scar okayed without even looking at the list. He opened Grian’s messages.
‘Are you sober?’ Scar watched the screen idly, eyes half lidded, but perked up a bit when Grian answered quickly.
‘yes? it’s 3:00 Scar’
‘why.’
Scar typed and deleted the message for five whole minutes, struggling to put his thoughts to words. Well. At this point, there was no sugarcoating this.
‘I want to fight. And then get very drunk. And then maybe fight again. And then throw up probably’
‘We didn’t get to finish’
‘would feel irresponsible asking if you were not sober’
‘how sweet’
‘I’ll be right over. I want to trash your house’
‘I did not invite you.’
Grian did not respond. Scar didn’t need to wait more than a minute before knowing he wasn’t going to. Fine then.
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«He watches her now as he comes into their bedroom, seeking her succor after a long, harsh day. She’s sitting at her vanity, one of his favorite places to observe her. The mirror shows her image in triplicate. He likes to think, in his softest moments, that this mirror is a sort of altar, blessing him with the ability to see the goddess in triplicate. It is a strange thing he has found deep inside him, this desire to do her worship.
She has never looked anything less than holy.» (x)
Sketch inspired by that line from @acequeenking’s fic.
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... anyway! if i wasn't so tired/busy this whole fucking month, i'd already have gotten to a comfortable spot in the 3quelfic Part 1 revisions and started the final outline and first draft of That Staircase Doodle fic, but i am tired/busy so the best I can do right now is spend way too much time sketching and cleaning up said sketching some thoughts on Reluctant Mand'alor Din and Jedi Knight/Ambassador Luke.
i intentionally left in the older sketch line layers to 1) show my thought(?) process as i figure out a composition and 2) remind myself that this is NOT a polished piece, I don't got time to make fancy arts beside the 3 final prints for the print shop project.
I have one more scribble ready to go but it's thematically so dramatically different from this little one that I'll post it either Thursday or Friday night.
... I should.... actually get back to writing fic actually.
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trying to assign instruments to gerudo characters for thralls' soundtrack. Nabooru is getting the sitar so far, as I think she's good at representing the gerudo side that's closer to the Wild Era in terms of long-term vision for gerudo prosperity, not to mention that it works great for a more laid-back character; though Iftaah could also get that aspect, even though her perspective is a little bit more desperate and a little less actually strategizing about diplomacy and commerce in the way that Nabooru's is... not sure I have nailed down the perfect instrument for her yet though? Maybe a duduk, for its plaintive quality and capacity for softness? But I don't know, I feel like there could be something better out there. Saeruk and flamenco guitar seem pretty great fit for the versatility of the instrument, both harsh and defiant, playful at times, but also extremely sad if needs be, and the fact that she represents more the "older" kind of gerudo works well with more hispanic/romany inspirations. And then there's Aveil, who I feel represent the best the connection of the gerudos to their land, and I'd love an instrument that really represents that. Still looking for that one.
There's a bunch of fun things for Ganondorf that can be done, but I think he'll get... bigger instruments, in general. And church organs are quite versatile too it turns out. :) I like the marimba from his first phase boss battle, but it's a little too... I don't know, I feel like it lacks the roundness and depth and imposing quality that we could get with other picks. But Ganondorf so far has about *eight billion* leitmotifs going on with what I have selected for him (him and Ganon's, as they are... not exactly separate entities in the story, but sort of, it's kind of weird), so it might be more a case of actual melody rather than instruments, or maybe on top of instruments that swap in and out depending on what we want to invoke...
Sorry, rambling, but I would really love to compensate for my lack of voice actors with a pretty meaningful stab at the soundtrack. I feel like I kind of have to honestly. ;;
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I’m having thoughts about Vash outliving all of his loved ones again
And what if after the girls die, he travels the planet, sees humanity rebuild itself and even thrive
And eventually he becomes a university professor because with the world calming down that’s where he believes he can do the most good
He teaches plant sciences (and physics because he’s a nerd)
All of the notes (expanded) under the cut because I believe it’s unreadable
General Vash notes
* Professor of plant sciences in December
* Lives in a small village just outside of Dec - it takes him about an hour to get on campus everyday but he gets nervous about living in a big city also he finds the travel relaxing
* Friends with a fellow professor (a medical doctor who may or may not be the reason Vash is getting regular check ups now and taking care of his body)
* Uses a fake name but lets his students call him (prof.) Vash - he claims it’s because there already is one prof. Thompson on the Uni but he also just likes when people use his name
* Tired [TM] (I imagine his energy levels have gone down with the almost depleted plant powers and with all the scars he does suffer with some level of chronic pain - sometimes uses mobility aids to get around)
Appearance notes
* long hair (I imagine the texture is damaged but he already tried every product and conditioner and it doesn’t take - his hair is just fried, but at least it’s soft to the touch)
* wonky bangs because he let the Thompson kids play with his hair and one of them had scissors
* cross necklace
* Meryl’s earring (she gave him one and wore the other because they’re Yuri like that)
* turtleneck & suit pants because he is going for that professor fizz
* suspenders and a cowboy belt because he is still an embarrassing man
* red cardigan
* tinted glasses in his pocket - he doesn’t use them as much indoors
Personal lore
* after the girls got older (too old to chase the stampede) they settled and got married (Meryl had a hard time retiring and would still write for the local newspaper otherwise she’d go mad with boredom)
* Vash would stay in touch - officially taken into the Thompson family - he would visit often but never stayed long enough
* similar relationship with Livio and the orphanage
* Livio died first (it was expected but still devastating)
*after Meryl died and joined Milly, Vash put some distance between him and the Thompson family (now they know him as a distant but beloved relative and a very few of them connect him with Vash the Stampede)
General world lore
* takes place about 200 years post canon
* humanity has recovered, adapted and even thrive in some places (we moved on from the Wild West to a sort of enlightenment period for Gunsmoke)
* Vash the Stampede has faded into a legend status - it is heavily debated how true the whole thing was
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