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#wip: babylon
arnumdrusk · 3 months
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I’m not super active on my art blog these days, but I haven’t done a WIP post in a while, so I thought I’d share some progress on my current thing :)
I’ve been chronically obsessed with Babylon 5 lately (you may have noticed some of my Delenn doodles lol) and I wanted to do a nice Mucha-Style illustration of Delenn. This is what I’ve got so far, I’m trying to figure out what to do with/for the background 🤔 (Full Process [X] ) ( Final Product [X] )
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We really deserved more of this with these two
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sofseashell · 2 years
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spent the whole day trying to redesign him in my style because he didnt look hawky enough to me i hope my next breath is my last
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jimekki · 10 months
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🤫 Subaru is sleeping.
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kenaran · 6 months
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Trick or treat! 🎃
Ahem.... I hesitate to call anything a WIP these days due to a truly staggering amount of overall lack of any kind of progress, but here we go. From Fifty-One (B5, Explicit, John/Delenn/Susan):
She meets his eyes and knows he had counted on her refusal.
She hasn't had sex with feelings in ages. So, yes, fucking her best friends within the safety net provided by some crazy ass Minbari ritual does seem like an idea far superior to scouring yet another bar to pick up yet another woman – blonde more likely than not – that is destined to provide physical relief only. She’s always upfront about her intentions, or lack thereof as matters stand, but that doesn’t change the fact that they don’t – can’t – provide what she’s looking for.
So she looks at him and glares and lets him know she knows.
But if this isn’t something he wants to be doing? Fine. But she’s not going to be the one to bite the bullet. He’s the one lucky enough to convince someone like Delenn to marry him, he better be the one to do the dirty work as well. As far as Susan is concerned it’s not her fault the man appears to be oblivious to the kind of pull Delenn has on others.
Thank you for the ask, anon :)
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orion78 · 10 months
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no more spiders im gonna draw my favorite character (hes my favorite cause of the snap cube dubs LMAO) Jet the hawk!
WIP
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enumchase · 9 months
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just give me a chance mr lance
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hearticorn-arts · 1 year
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i’m really excited for more news about that reboot / remake of b5.... delenn i love you + miss you.
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makeshiftstory · 2 months
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Some WIP inks that are awaiting to be painted! First two are mini badges for my plush dolls to wear, one of which also doubles as a bookmark X3 The bottom is basically the Foxlings being outfitted for the Welcome Home Fan Fiction I'm doing on the side for fun. I honestly adore how the outfit designs came out for them, this has a pretty high possibility of becoming the new default outfits. There's a nice simplicity that just sticks pretty well to them and looks pretty adorable to boot.
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matchingbatbites · 1 year
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WIP Wordsearch Game
rules: share snippets of your work containing each of the words the previous poster selected for you (optional addition: if you can’t find the word in your WIPs, or you simply don’t have any WIPs, you can just write a sentence around the word)
Tagged by the wonderful @scarcrossdlvrs tysm! <3
I finally found a second to do this! I was talking with Gerry @barbariansteves about the band Ghost and it made my brain all sparkly, so I'm pulling from the in progress sequel to on your knees before babylon.
My words: first, blank, under, lips, deep
first
There’s a brief pause as Steve absorbs the information, then he blinks as heat floods his face, because- "Holy shit, I know who he is." 
Dustin's head snaps to him. "What? You do? This is about you?"
"Yeah, uh. That was definitely about me, and I definitely know who he is." Of course, because how could Steve ever forget Eddie fucking Munson? The first boy Steve had ever kissed, at someone's fucking house party.
That was spring of '83, long before he dated Nancy, before he learned that the world had actual, real monsters. Even though he had been drinking, Steve still has vivid memories about the way Eddie’s hands felt around his waist, about how good it felt to be the small one for a change.
He clears his throat and says "Yeah, that's- Have I heard that song yet?" 
under
He learns about the tour, about Eddie's favorite places they've been to, and gets to hear funny stories about the band. In return, he talks about his job, about the teens that have become his little family, his platonic soulmate and how much he misses her even though he’s so proud of her. 
When he mentions the kids playing D&D, Eddie blinks hard a few times before saying "Sorry, just- Can you repeat that? Hearing you say 'Dungeons and Dragons' made my brain melt a little."
Steve laughs, grins bright as he says "Yeah? What happens if I tell you about my half-orc barbarian that I played for Erica's birthday last year?"
The older gets a look in his eye, something sharp and hungry that sends tingles up Steve’s spine. 
"I, unfortunately, get arrested for public indecency for sucking you off under the table while you talk D&D to me."
A shoe presses against Steve’s ankle meaningfully, and heat floods his face at just the thought of it. “Well I doubt your bandmates would appreciate you missing the concert tonight, so I think we'll save that story for another day.”
lips + deep
Eddie looks at him, cool and calculating, like he’s searching for something in Steve’s expression, and Steve hopes, prays that Eddie knows he wouldn’t do this just to be mean, that he wouldn’t risk his own reputation just to humiliate Eddie.
The metalhead seems to come to the same conclusion as he hums low and reaches out, long fingers wrapping around the back of Steve's neck, and the younger shivers at the contact, at the cool touch against his own flushed skin.
“Alright, then. C’mere, pretty boy.”
Steve feels spellbound as he watches Eddie take a hit before pulling him in, closing the distance between them. Their lips brush together, feather-light as he blows the smoke into Steve's mouth, and the younger inhales, feeling absolutely dizzy at their proximity. 
Steve is so painfully close to getting what he wants, and he can’t help but to close the gap, turning the sharing of air into a proper kiss. He has to taste, to test, to see if the rumors are true, and it feels like something finally clicks into place when Eddie kisses him back, deep and wanting, because oh.
<3
Not going to tag anyone specific because I've seen this going around <3
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ladyyatexel · 1 year
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Bits and Pieces of B5
Bits of things that I've been accumulating for years and never posted or finished posting.
On this front, I've been doing most work on being able to put up the rest of 'Portraits,' which is the one where we didn't have the worst possible ending and Na'Toth fills in as a temp for bodyguard duties for G'Kar and she spends 2 or 3 months like 'what the actual Fuck has been going on over here with these two' on Centauri Prime.
So everything exists in that world, really! This is already too much detail for a "do you want to read WIP chunks" post so let's go look at BITS AND PIECES
I hope you enjoy these 🥲
This is part of Portraits:
"Why does G’Kar stay?"
"I do not know." Mollari's answer was unexpectedly swift as he picked through his food for bits he particularly liked.  "I have reminded him that he is free to leave from nearly the moment he arrived, but… Well, he is stubborn.” He poked pieces of food as he listed G’Kar’s traits.  “Persistent.  Nosy. Likes being in the way."
"Suited to you, then."
"I don't know whether to be insulted or flattered." He tilted a small nod in her direction.  "Well done."
She took a sip of her drink.  If Mollari was offering direct answers, Na'Toth was going to take them.  
“Why did you choose G'Kar to be your bodyguard?”
“I didn't. Delenn chose him for me.”
“But he stayed, Mollari.  Long after he --”
“You would have to take that up with him,” Mollari said as he shrugged.
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This is Probably? Portraits. Like the gentle falling off parts that actually include G'Kar in the flesh and not just in concept:
“Am I interrupting you two bonding?” 
G'Kar stood in the doorway with a small pile of rolls and baked goods loosely wrapped in a bundle he had tucked into his elbow.  He held some kind of jelly-filled confection in the opposite hand. 
Mollari immediately tossed his hands up in frustration.  “G'Kar, that is the third time!  Save some for the guests, will you?” 
“I'm hungry now, and I will need fortitude to deal with them later.  This is insurance.” He grinned and took a comically large bite of his jelly-filled snack.  
Mollari shook his head and set his papers and pen aside.  “Come in, you aren't interrupting.”
Na'Toth scoffed.  
“You should discuss your issue with him, Miss Na'Toth," Mollari said.   "I suspect your objections lie more with him anyway.” 
“What?” G'Kar looked up from his food, and tried to talk with his mouth mostly full.  “Wha' 'ave I done mow?”
Na'Toth wrinkled her nose.  “No wonder Mollari's people continue to hate us.  With you as the only example, even I'd second guess us.”
G'Kar swallowed.   “I'll have you know the highest authority on this world thinks I'm delightful.”
“And yet even I want you to chew your food,” Mollari said.
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This is pre-Portraits, and is the story of the establishment of all the things Na'Toth finds there. It's mostly called "Sleep" for now but could gain a proper title as it forms. There's a Lot of this one.
“There is...” Mollari inhales deeply and then drops onto the bed with a frustrated sigh, legs dangling over the side, pillow still in one hand.  “There is something happening.  There is something wrong.  I used to understand this place, but now I – No.  No,  I used to believe I understood.  But it is very possible I never did.”
“Admitting that is a good start.”
Mollari looks out the large window and into the night sky.  He's just barely lit by whatever satellite orbits this planet, and the artificial light from the display in the ornamental gardens outside the palace.  “I think it may be too late to be starting anything.”
“It is never too late,” G'Kar says gently.  It is funny - considering their violent history with each other - how much 'gentle' is required with Mollari lately. “Perhaps it is too late to save this thing or know that one, but starting now means there is something coming that you may yet know, save, or understand.”
Perhaps contemplating their past violence in his own way, Mollari holds his hands in front of him and regards them as though they are new, as though they are alien.  He laughs softly, bitterly, and then lets his hands drop to his sides.  “You found all this wisdom of yours in prison, did you?”
“I found it inside myself, but I happened to be in prison at the time.”
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From the same 'Sleep' build up to the situation as it presents itself in Portraits:
“I will be dead before I can trust everyone underneath me to make a sound decision.  Sometimes I don’t think I can trust myself to make them.”
“Then that’s why I’m here.”  
When a few seconds of silence pass, Mollari looks at him.  “Was that it?”
“Was what it?”
“I said something about my own decision making and you didn’t bring up anything at all?” Mollari laughs.  “I thought of at least three ways you could have punished me for that sentence the moment I finished it.”
“I’m feeling charitable. You refused a flower budget today, you’ve earned it.”
Mollari shakes his head and laughs softly.  The sound barely escapes all the layers of fabric he’s been draped in.  He slows his walk as he gazes up at the portraits above them.  “I think you are the only reason I am still sane, G’Kar.”
The sentiment is sweet, even for something not said in the safety of the dark.  As much as G’Kar could make it personal and steer things vulnerable or frightening, he aims instead for the kind of comfort required in daylight.  “I’m flattered, but considering I’m living here of my own free will, we may have reason for concern regarding you using me as a base for mental health.  What if we are both mad and just enabling each other?”
“Mmm.” Mollari pauses at the end of the row of portraits, regarding the last one and the empty space next to it before looking back to G’Kar.  “Well, I can think of worse people to go mad with.”  
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spacecowboyhotch · 8 months
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cowboy!din has been heavy on my mind as i plan kinktober so here’s some from the main story:
“I would’ve wanted somebody to do it for me! He’s a kid, girl,” He repeats his words from earlier more firmly and you see the conviction in his eyes, the desperation.
This is important to him which makes this important to you.
You nod, putting your hands up as if to surrender, “Alright. He’s ours.”
send me a rose for a wip snippet! 🌹
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I still love Babylon 5
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scribbiesan · 5 days
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Making yet another thing, even tho I have a bunch of other art projects that need work done on them, but IDGAF!
Inspired by Fever Dream by Dirt Poor Robins. Song is a bop, and the end chorus has me in a vice grip.
Anywho, I gotta bounce, but I hope y’all enjoy this little tidbit.
Toodles~!
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beast-of-babylon · 17 days
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My Progress of City project
world 1 - 11,05,2022
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world 2 - 30,05,2022 - 9,08,2022
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world 3 - 20,10,2022 - 29,10,2022
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12,11,2022 - 14,11,2022
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world 4 - 13,03,2023 - 28,03,2023
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Oh, and even tho I know nothing about b5, Half baked B5Halo has me INTRIGUED.
(Hey @infinityactual you might find this interesting re: our conversation this morning.)
Send me WIP asks.
So. This got LONG. Sorry not sorry.
This not-story has the working title “For Such a Time As This” owing to a scene in my head where Delenn says “Perhaps the universe has brought us all together for such a time as this.”Appropriating Bible verses for the Minbari, oh yeah.
Right now this document is just a collection of ideas about how these universes might interact, and a few scenes/ideas. Such as:
- Infinity’s communications officer falls and breaks her nose when they crash out of slipspace. Lasky is shoving gauze at her when Babylon 5 makes contact. He shows up on the station with blood all over his uniform and his first conversation with Sheridan is something like “Do you have laundry around here? Also, what year is it?”
-Garibaldi and Palmer have to chase Halsey around the station. They bond over a shared love for Loony Toons. Palmer is a Roadrunner and Coyote girl, change my mind.
- Franklin is utterly furious when he finds out about the Spartan program. And that’s just the IVs. He doesn’t even know about the IIs.
- Lasky is insanely envious that B5’s computer can turn the attitude OFF and that cryo is not widely used in their world.
- Ivanova and Palmer become besties and give their respective captains a few headaches.
- Garibaldi wants to keep the Spartans because WOW are they useful for security.
- Various Halo characters grappling with the “who are you/what do you want” questions (I have ideas about this I will save for another post).
- What a fight with the Shadows might look like with Infinity in the mix. Seeing as Infinity is more powerful than anything in the B5 world. Sheridan and Lasky would make a fascinating team, too.
- How the Shadows would end up using Halsey, because even she couldn’t outwit them, and the trouble she could make in another universe.
- Lasky muses at some point how Babylon 5 gives him hope that one day humans and aliens can all work together peacefully; maybe the UEG should give something like this a shot. Palmer tells him, “You know they’d want you to run it” and Lasky is like F—- NO.
Now, all my reasons for why this epic will never make it out of my head:
Altering the B5 storyline (namely having to scrap the tensions with Earth for simplicity’s sake) would feel to me like sacking the Jerusalem temple.
I’d need to know even MORE about B5 lore than I already do, not like I’d have a problem with that research project, and a whole lot more about Halo than I do. On that last point, I am married to a walking Halopedia who would gladly tell me everything and then some.
There’s also the matter of having to make several OCs for the Halo side. Aside from Lasky, Palmer, and Roland, we don’t meet many of the Infinity crew. Does Lasky even have a first officer? I mean, he obviously does, but does he ever talk to this person? We got through all of Spartan Ops and Halo 5 with nary an XO in sight.
Finally, silly as this may sound, I’m no Straczynski and don’t trust myself with his characters and universe. I have no problem taking a sledgehammer to Halo because it’s great and fun and sometimes just mind-bogglingly stupid. But B5 is so brilliant I can’t bring myself to touch it. I would be scared of incurring the wrath of my fellow fans and also probably feel like I had to write JMS a letter of apology.
I WAS going to post a snippet from this mess of an AU but I’ll put it in a reblog later to keep this post from getting even longer.
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