Oh Lord in the darkness, lead me on my way. Lead me home, lead me home...
Let's say I started the Walking Dead, let's say I finished the second season and let's say my heart is dead in my chest right now... Why... Why did they end like this, why did I watch the love and trust slowly give way to bitterness and malice, they would be unbeatable, why so soon, why is Shane like this, why was Rick made to kill his brother-
This was inspired by an equally heartbreaking video that just kinda made me visualize Rick and Shane (it's TLOU, it's completely unrelated). Here's the vid: https://youtu.be/5cYPkCj-eJ0?si=0Y87-TTcIp-hIWrf
(I'm well aware of all that Shane did, I'm a lil mess, Lori wasn't worth their friendship crumbling to dust)
A bit of fanart based on Kith And Kin, a really good horror fanfiction by the talented @boredgrace23. The story is pretty good and the character dynamics are the best part and BLU Medic shares a great and interesting dynamic with RED Demoman, I really love it. So here they are, those familiar with the story will recognize the scenes.
Good luck on continuing your work, Grace! You inspired me after a hard art block so here are some sketches. Traditional because it's easier for me to do figures without color on paper.
*combined screams of confusion and agony*
I tried to make it look like the comic-cartoony style a little bit. And this scene just kind of materialized in my brain and looked hilarious (sounded hilarious too). The hand movement is mostly inspired by Asterix comics and generally comics that use it for fast motions lol.
What do you mean Spy became a grandpa and spent Christmas with his son, whom he almost lost and who now has a huge family of his own just like his mother and his own house and he likes him and wants him around his kids and finally felt comfortable and safe enough to reveal his face to his team and this perpetual I'm-surrounded-by-idiots frown left his face and had another chance to make up for not being there and he felt at home-
Happy New Year to everyone by the way, I'm still processing the 7th comic
The C-Word//The Adventure Of The Dying Detective
Rewatching the magnificent Brett made me reread the Dying Detective and that reminded me of the C-Word situation and I realized how similar they are in some scenes and got all emotional...
("I'd feel like I deserved it" paralleled to "Let it be someone in whom I have confidence" aren't too similar but they are two quite hurtful things the sick one says in anger so yeah)
There's something beating here inside my body and it's called a heart
You know how easy it is to tear it apart
If I lend it to you, will you keep it safe for me?
I'll lend it to you if you treat it tenderly
There's something beating here inside my body and it's called a heart...
(Depeche Mode - It's Called A Heart)
A bit inspired by these gorgeous pictures: https://i.pinimg.com/236x/8c/9f/12/8c9f120d9c50a0c9b3853eed97b81935.jpg
Wilson sometimes tells him things he just can't keep in anymore. And House is left speechless.
So, since he'll be losing him all too soon, since he probably ruined for good his one real friendship and after being cane-whacked in the head after nearly strangling a patient, House sits alone. He ponders if the most painful things Wilson's told him may be true, he's sure they are, the things he visibly pauses to let sink in for once...
He's the only one House listens to, after all.
Wilson is this type of person you'll feel safe and reassured around in such a comforting way. He is, he really is safe to be around. But if he's taken enough crap, if he's reached his limit, if he's feeling like absolute shit and he opens his mouth, he knows just where to strike. Jesus Wilson, even I got heartache through the screen.
(no lineart at all for once, to say I enjoyed the color strokes would be an understatement)