Grim

I wanted to brush up on running poses so- Here's Nova having a run from possible danger- :) #sonicoc #sonicfc #sonicthehedgehog #sth #sonicfancharacter

AA I've been TAGGED!!

ART TRAIN!!!!!

4 pieces, 4 tags!!!

@grimlin.bsky.social
@sirjellyraptor.bsky.social
@victoriousbird.bsky.social
@kaijukafeeee.bsky.social

Art train! 🚂 ✨

Share 4 pieces & tag 4 + artists.

@katsu-kio.bsky.social
@omita-gabi.bsky.social
@aggressionrose.bsky.social
@burritoart.bsky.social

Nothing Feels Real Anymore

Fun Doodles of Goblin during a Halloween one-shot with @astrophysiciann.bsky.social - IT WAS SO FUN!!! GOBLIN STINKS

YES!! I finally got the opportunity to use them!! Their design is genuinely amazing, your work rocks dude!! Im so happy to have them 🥰

CREATURE OF CHAOS!!

Fun Doodles of Goblin during a Halloween one-shot with @astrophysiciann.bsky.social - IT WAS SO FUN!!! GOBLIN STINKS

Song of the Hart Long ago, when I was young, this was a story my mother told. She spoke of days long ago, when animals spoke as men and the spirits communed with those of flesh. The line between the natural and supernatural would at times blur and ebb, especially in places of thin air. One such place was a forest filled with life. With trees that reached the heavens and vast mountains beyond. Between the mountains where heavy mists hung was a deep valley that the forest extended into. All knew it was there, none knew what laid beyond. Villagers from nearby, just outside the thin place, would sometimes send hunters to harvest unruly beasts and plentiful fruit. Many a prideful person would journey to capture the biggest creature they could so their praises might be sung. Even so, the clever creatures knew the forest well and would only be caught by the most talented among the humans. One day, an archer with a quick wit was deep in the forest, with sharp eyes that saw what others would over look. It was during the hunt that the archer spotted a fox laying in wait, its fur hidden by shade and leaves of the brush. A single arrow pierced its tail, causing the fox to yelp and keeping it in place. Proud of the catch, the archer strode forth proudly, but once the archer was near, though, the fox spoke. “Fair hunter, please, spare me I will tell you a secret,” the fox offered. “One that will make your name legend among mankind.” A cornered beast, of course, would lie, the archer reasoned. They thought to dismiss the words and notch an arrow, but curiosity was its own snare. “What is this secret? Tell me and I give you word you will go free.” The fox, despite its position, smiled before speaking. “Deep in this forest a creature bearing death itself. We call it the Hart of Decay, for all crumbles within its wake.” The archer, while unfamiliar with the creature spoken, grew more enthused. Surely if such a being existed, the archer’s discovery would cement their place as l…

The creature that ambled forth was shaggy, covered in mold. Its matted fur hanging as dirt clung to it. Each hoof digging deep like a shovel into the lifeless soil. It became as drumming. Constant, echoing, moving through the hunter’s body, affecting it. There was a slow motion that was dire, as the archer became cold. Their eyes were fixed on the creature, making the hunter’s vision faint. Suffocation came too, the air too putrid to breathe. With what strength they had, the archer notched an arrow before focusing, their eyes seeing those of the monster before loosing their arrow. There was a sickening thud as the arrow buried itself in the creature’s forehead, though it did not stop. Baleful black blood bled from the wound, dying its gray fur and slaking the earth momentarily. The trail of pitch-dark fluid flowed on, until another arrow and a last gasp came from the archer. With that breath, the arrow trailed, before it lodged itself in the antler of the Hart of Decay. Finally, the creature was near and the archer fell to their knees, only to hear a voice when the beating hooves stopped. ‘Stranger, why have you come to strike me in my domain?’ Though it was a struggle, they spoke. “I was told that hunting you would allow my name to live on to immortality. That all would know of me.” The creature let out a low, pained laugh, its blood continuing to drip, staining the ground below. ‘A gift you would perish for? That you would take a life so yours might be known?’ There was no reply. The hart bowed its head. ‘Tell me, should your life be mine?’ “N..no. Spare me so I might live,” the hunter begged with the last of their strength, barely clinging to the world. The Hart of Decay, with the shaft between its eyes still, shook its head. From it fell the wounded antler, the arrow remaining in the part that had not broken. ‘Take my antler and show it to your kindred. Then, when you see the next dawn, fashion it into a flute. For every day you wish to keep this life …

For a time, the survivor’s name was praised. Truly, only one with great skill would have such a keepsake from their outing. Yet, while this happened, the Hart’s words rang in their head. The moon hung high as they took a knife and began to carve and hollow the antler. Little by little they felt guided as holes were made until it was an instrument, held in their hands hours before dawn. Once the first crimson rays of sun crept over the black-tinged sky, the hunter began to blow, their fingers guided, their breath hesitant, but a haunting tune called out to the wind. As they did, a chilling sound was heard. The beating of the Hart. Its approach as steady and solemn as before, heralded by the music. What few humans were called by the flute also looked over to the one horned creature, awed by its sight and the dark path that trailed it, darker than night. All who looked upon it were transfixed, until it was upon them, and the herald could stop. The beating continued once the Hart was there, stamping one foot until it had seen them all, only to stop when it stared at one, a boy on the cusp of manhood. That boy’s eyes went loud as the beat ceased, and so too did he. His body slumped over before the Hart bent its head and dragged the fallen away, taking it back into the dark of night away from the sun. For the herald, all came to know their name. Day in and out, the tune would play and another would disappear. Whispers flew through the air in day while the flute and procession would greet the dawn. By the time the Hunter had been home a week, they were driven from the village and forced to wander. Other villages, too, came to know them and would shun the Herald of the Hart. Some would travel, only to befall the song if they were out in the day. The legend says even hundreds of years later, the Herald of the Hart continued to play. When all was dead silent at dawn, the dirge would creep out into the world. With arrows exchanged for a solemn song, the Herald’s hear…

Song of the Hart

Horror/Fable

OH YEAH COMPLETELY NEW, no idea what it is, hasn’t had any sneak peak yes yes

Thank you so much Cake! I’m so excited to share it and work on it <333 thank you so much

A portrait of a robot Sonic OC with a mismatched, rusty arm and a GUN beetle for a head. It's surrounded by a shield of electricity, holding its hand out for a drill wisp.

⚡SHIELD⚡

commission of Scarab and Torque for @/mintenby for @squiggl3.bsky.social ! we love our bug ♥ and now i have a portrait for the whole team!

[ #sth #sonicthehedgehog #sonicoc #sonicartist #drillwisp #GUNbeetle #astrophysician ]

Just put out some chapter 2 pages! if you're interested take a read. Thank you @cnwgraphis.bsky.social the co-creator for assisting with the coloring in this piece. www.webtoons.com/en/canvas/di...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY WELKINNNNN @spoiledskullz.bsky.social

#sonicoc #sonicartist #ocsky

I’m so excited to say that Devil’s Folly is officially in development. And i’m soo excited to share it with everyone. Thank you to everyone helping me make this a reality. I genuinely couldn’t do this without you! I can’t wait to see what we make together

everyone needs to grow the fuck up and start playing pretend with toys

Im genuinely soo excited to see how i can push minecraft as an animation platform. I really want to with 2 d animated aspects on 3d objects. Theres so much cool stuff im thinking about ITS JUST AWESOME

A redraw of Susie, Kris, and Ralsei’s sneaking sprite.

shhhh

[ #deltarune #utdr #kris #susiedeltarune #ralsei #astrophysician ]

I genuinely didnt even see it before and now i cant unsee it. Im soo happy for the feedback dude thank you

Some Revisions on the logo from Feedback!! Any thoughts!

OH THATS REALLY NEAT- ill try it out!! Thank you so much!!

Also thank you so much!!!

It’s an object in the story! They’re called conduits <3 i wanted to incorporate them into the title

Oh thats a great idea!!!! I did another color combo bur i can try to make it more saturated and increase the size of the F!! I was thinking it didnt like seem balanced somehow thank you!!!!

Specifically! LIke readiablility and intrigue! Does it interest you should the colors change! Anything like that!

@grimlin.bsky.social 's project I'm assisting in.

I've enjoyed our work so far and it's been rad seeing their creativity.

Y'all keep your eyes peeled for more #DevilsFolly!

AW LORENZO!! It’s been so exciting to work with you!! I can’t wait to see the story we make together!!! <333

Logo work for devil’s folly!! Very happy to have feedback if anyone has some 😋

Shading practice- a 17 -18 year old Solar i wanted to visualize. #anthro #anthroart #Cakentea #Cakenteaart #anthros #furry #furries #furryart