Auraboo

Watercolour illustration of a stylised white tree with foliage in shades of pink, purple and blue.

The Tree of Life. Painted as a funeral gift for the family of the deceased, using her favourite colours.

#art #watercolor

“AI is clearly sticking around so you have to get used to it” wrong. I don’t have to get used to shit. I am a practiced hater and I can keep this going for decades if I am required to

oh this ? just a new sit style

The storm hit quickly. What had been an unseasonably warm day turned cold in a matter of hours. Rowhan and Hollis had decided to take a picnic lunch, which they had enjoyed by their waterfall, but the trek back to their RV was at least a two-hour hike. “It’s so cold.” Rowhan shivered and looked down at Hollis. Although it wasn’t much protection, he was grateful that Hollis had decided to wear his green and plaid sweater dress to their afternoon date. The faun was doing his best not to complain. The picnic had been his idea, one last warm-day before the cold really set in. Rowhan had even tried to change his mind, worrying they wouldn’t beat the storm, but he had insisted. Now his wooden limbs were covered in a light layer of snow and his lips were nearly purple. His leg fur was matted with large clumps of snow. Rowhan could see it was weighing Hollis down and slowing his movements. Rowhan wrapped his arm around Hollis‘ shoulders and pulled him close. “Almost there, baby, just a few more steps.” He winced through the blowing flakes, looking for any sign of their home. Hollis whimpered and buried his face into his shirt. He was too cold to say much. Suddenly, Rowhan spied a flash of red and he smiled. The little ribbon that they had tied to Fiona, their spruce tree they planted last Christmas, stood out against the flurry of white. ”Hey! we made it!” Hollis looked up and saw their little spruce and smiled. “Thank the s-stars,” he chattered. Despite how cold he was, in a quick motion he pulled Rowhan into a forceful kiss. He was just grateful that they made it home. ”Mmm, I want more of that,” Rowhan smiled. “But let’s warm up inside, yeah?” Rowhan suddenly reached around Hollis and picked him up bridal-style and carried him to the RV. Hollis was too cold to make any protest.

Stepping inside, he moved Hollis to their bed. “Wait here, baby. I’ll grab some towels.” He half turned and snapped his fingers with a sudden thought. “But you should take off your outfit. It’s soaking wet.” Hollis was quiet, but did what he was told. He bit his lip as he watched Rowhan scurry back and forth. He listened to the hum of the microwave as his lover tossed a few of the smaller towels inside to warm up the rough scratchy fabric. “Hollis?” Rowhan returned with a pile of towels and knelt, taking one of Hollis’ legs in his hands. ”Baby, are you alright?” Hollis shivered and shook his head. “I didn’t listen to warning signs. I should have known better than to drag you out there with me.” He sniffed and watched as Rowhan cupped his hands around his legs, trying to melt the heavy clumps of snow. “The birds were too quiet and once we got there, I could tell that something was off.” Rowhan laughed a little. “Are you really blaming yourself for a snowstorm, baby? This isn’t on you. Don’t carry something you don’t need to carry.” Before Hollis could argue, Rowhan grabbed a warm towel and handed it to him. “Sweetheart, hold this to your face. It will help. Your tears are going to turn to icicles.” He winked. Hollis took the warm towel and sighed, even holding it in his hands helped, but when he pressed it to his face the relief nearly made him cry more. Rowhan was right, but it was hard not to feel partially responsible for their nearly freezing to death. “Stars, you are going to make me love that microwave aren’t you?” He laughed through his sniffles. “It’s just a trick my mom did when I’d come in from playing in the snow,” Rowhan laughed. “My sister and I would come in hardly able to move and with the complete loss of feeling in our hands and feet.” “You played in this?” Hollis asked, deadpan. “Why?”

Rowhan cracked another large chuck of ice off Hollis’ leg and Hollis hissed. That actually hurt. Maybe it was a good sign that he was regaining feeling in them he mused. “Well, believe it or not there are a few fun ways to play in this stuff if you are properly prepared for it.” He sighed as lifted Hollis’ other leg and crunched another chunk of snow onto the floor. “I’m going to need convincing” Hollis sighed. “You’d really give it a try after today?” Rowhan looked up at him. Well...” Hollis cocked his head to the side and shrugged. “I mean knowing you, you’d help make sure I’m absolutely prepared. You’d never let me freeze out there.” Rowhan hummed playfully, “Yah, I kind of like you. Life without you wouldn’t be the same.” He winked. “And so I’ll protect you from the cold, from the monsters that go bump in the night, and from being lonely.” Hollis swallowed at the last one. He reached down and brushed his rough hand against Rowhan’s. Even though he couldn’t feel much, he could tell his hands were cold. “Love...stop,” he whispered. “It’s fine, it will melt. Your hands are red.”

Rowhan paused and looked down at his hands. They had been numb for a while, now that he thought about it. “Heh, I didn’t even notice...” He pursed his lips and looked up at Hollis. “Just one more to go, sweetheart. And then I’ll be done, okay?” Hollis relented and sat back. “Okay, but then it’s your turn to get warm.” Rowhan stood up after he got the last large chunk out of his fur and dusted the show off his pants. Hollis watched as Rowhan began to unbutton his flannel shirt. “Are you staring, baby?” Rowhan grinned. “Maybe a little.” “Just a little?” Rowhan leaned down, his shirt falling open enough for Hollis to see the spinning green pendant dancing in front of his lover’s chest. “So, about getting warm?” Hollis interrupted. “I could use some body heat right now. And I’m pretty sure you could too.” “Oh. Trust me, I know how to warm us up,” Rowhan said through a hungry grin and pressed Hollis into the bed. His hands were freezing and Hollis yelped playfully. Once settled, Hollis looked up into Rowhan’s eager gaze. “Prove it, snowman.”

It’s snowing so I thought I’d share a little glimpse of Hollis and Rowhan’s story of getting stuck in a snow storm and how they get warm.

Check out the ALT text of the images for the story! This set is SFW but there is a spicier scene that I’ll share if you guys want!

#ocsky #romantasy #lgbtqia

Watercolour illustration of a stylised white tree with foliage in shades of pink, purple and blue.

The Tree of Life. Painted as a funeral gift for the family of the deceased, using her favourite colours.

#art #watercolor

watercolor painting of a crow perched on a branch, looking up at a purple starry sky.

Happy decembirb #ArtAdventCalendar

It's mixed! There's at least black, green, rooibos and some herbal varieties, which is great because I'll drink anything if it's tea 🤤

Skeletor dressed in a purple Sailor Moon inspired outfit and holding the Havoc Staff.

I'll be using #artadventcalendar to finally share all of my previous Sailor Villain drawings! 🎉

Kicking off with one of the first, Sailor Skeletor~

#mochiart #mastersoftheuniverse

Digital illustration of a character. Nymas is a purple skinned drow elf with long, wild white hair. He has piercing red eyes that look up and to the right. He wears dark robes and a dark shirt. He frowns.

a commission for @jeniidrawsshit.bsky.social of their bladesinger wizard nymas! 💜✨🌿

[ #DnD ] [ #commission ] [ #art ]

Vitsi tää on upee, mielettömät värit ja liike ja vielä punarautias suomenhevonen (mun suosikkirotu ja väritys)! 😭💜

Traditionally painted and drawn artwork depicting a finnhorse rearing in a snowy landscape. It's mid winter: sun is low and paints everything in pastel shades of pink. The horse glows in a vivid shade of chestnut.

"Keskitalven kokko" (Midwinter bonfire)
Finnhorse under a winter sun, burning like flames in the cold.

#art #traditionalart #finnhorse

FREE ways to support artists:
- share/reblogs/retweet/repost etc their art AND ads
- comment and let them know you enjoy their work
- STOP USING GEN AI

These take little to 0 time out of your day and it could make our entire week

my sister went to a handmade craft xmas faire and i asked her how much genAI there was there and she said there was NONE, an xmas miracle, like to charge repost to cast

A stranger to happiness

bringing back this Misam from the beginnng of the year cause I was just browsing my Misam collection 🌌🌌🌌 (which is way too small. Gotta work harder!)

A digital illustration of a character. She has pale warm skin, dark brown curly hair tied into a thick bun. She smiles at the viewer. She wears a orange toned leather jacket and a brown shirt. She is surrounded by pink tulips.

a commission for @wolfmoonwildflower.bsky.social of her da:tv rook called maeve! 💚🌷✨

[ #commission #art #da:tv ]

Art of my BG3 Tav Envy made to look like a magazine cover. She's leant back slightly with one arm raised up and the other behind her head. Text at the top reads " The Gate" Smaller Text on the left reads "rising star changing the rules" and on the right "Envy & Revolution "

Burn so bright and beautiful
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#Art #OCsky #Tiefling

This is my first one ever, I've wanted to try one for years! 💜 Kinda excited to see what kind of flavours are in there (today's was gingerbread rooibos)

I'm not much for the holidays tbh, I'm just here for the food and the time off. And hopefully snow.

Tea advent calendar in a decorated cardboard box with a smaller cardboard cube next to it with the number 1 printed on top.

The advent calendar box opened. There are multiple tiny boxes inside, all marked with numbers for different days.

I will allow myself one (1) whimsy this holiday season:

Behold, my tea advent calendar

if you're one person making a comic by yourself, don't treat yourself like you should function on the same level as comics that have multiple people working on them. your backgrounds can be squiggles and colors.

allow yourself room to be abstract with details and give yourself some grace

Estrin is stretching his hand towards a white rose, a full moon hanging in the night sky and stars shining around him. The frame is decorated with daggers, arrows and roses on both sides.

Estrin 🌕 Art Nouveau inspired commission for @ghosttcryptids.bsky.social

#art

Portrait of Amalthea from the Last Unicorn in her unicorn form. She lays in a chaotic bed of flowers and leaves.

Unicorns are in the world again. 🌌

Last Unicorn charm coming soon!

Puhumattakaan siitä, että edelleenkin narratiivi on se, että pitäisi vain päättömästi kuluttaa ja ostaa kaikkea turhaa "yhteiskunnan hyväksi", eikä kukaan edes yritä keksiä vaihtoehtoa loppuunkalutulle kapitalismille. Mikään ihmekään, jos nuoret eivät usko tulevaisuuteen.

Hieraisin silmiäni professorin kommentille, että ihmisten pitäisi uskaltaa ottaa enemmän riskejä (= lainaa) ja "pyrkiä vaurastumaan". En tiedä millä planeetalla velkaantuminen lasketaan vaurastumiseksi, mutta kuulostaa hyvin todellisuudesta vieraantuneelta koko artikkeli.

Nightlife.

Illustration of a humanoid figure in profile with golden horns and fiery wings, glancing to the side at the viewer. They are adorned in golden jewelry as well as golden swirls across their skin. Their hair is curled around them in an art nouveau style with their wings framing them. The color palette is warm with red and yellow tones.

🔸-The Fiery Prince-🔸

#Art #ArtSky #OC #OCsky

Digital art of Three characters standing at the front of a ship. A red tiefling, Zenith, holds up a seashell full of water and smaller seashells in offering with his eyes closed. A mint colored tiefling, Verity, in purple clothing leans on the rail of the ship looking forward. A blue sea elf, Tal'asea, leans with their back against the rail of the ship watching Zenith conduct the ritual.

In one of our recent sessions in the online dnd group i've been playing with we started sailing across the sea! Our gm had us do some rp heavy downtime so my character gathered up stuff to try and do a ritual to have the Wavekeeper bless our voyage.
#dnd #dndart #sinnOC

A digital art piece of a Black man taking a selfie with his phone. His tank top says "Biflexual" with two flexing arm emojis colored as the bisexual flag. He has his hair in cornrows and has short facial hair. His phone case is purple with a Kuromi sticker partially covered by his hand.

Continuing my accidental series of OCs in stupid shirts, here's Oti 💪🏾

#OCs #OCSky #OriginalCharacter #DigitalArt

A digital illustration of Astarion from Baldur's Gate 3. It shows a fancy gold framed ornate mirror leaning on the top of a table. Around the mirror are books stacked, roses growing, and candles burning. There is a gold and ruby necklace on top of one of the books. In the reflection of the mirror, there sits Astarion. He wears a black cape covering his naked chest. He sits in front of an ornate red velvet chair. Leaning against this chair is Woe: Cazador's staff.

astarion for @brabblesban.bsky.social ✨🗡️🩸 🦇

#BG3 #DnD