Snowballs and Funtimes

Hi there, my name's Strawbs
I’m not feeling very well, so this is image is pretty thrown together, plus I haven’t really done lineless work like this before. I’d have loved to do something more detailed, especially do shading, etc, but ya, not up to it at this time. But I did want a companion pic! 
Disappear
There once was a child full of curiosity. Her questions were endless, and exploring was her passion. She’d return home with glittering stones, creatures caught from the pond. There wasn’t much she was afraid of, instead things excited her. Strange, dangerous, unexplained things were full of interesting stories, and she had to know them. 

She looked out her window at the snow softly falling to the ground, her back warm from the fireplace. Shouts could be heard in a distant room and she held back a sob. They were fighting again. It was almost every night now, one would say they needed to have a word with the other, they’d leave the room and the shouting would start. They felt that they saved her from this by leaving the room, but they won’t ever understand how hearing them feels. It is an indescribable feeling to hear people you love, people who care for you, lash at each other with words. You become terrified. She just wanted to disappear from this, now that the few good days they have are quickly ruined. 

A light. Strange, they lived in the country side, no lights could be seen from neighbors here and no one would be out walking in this snow. This peeked her interested and she stared. It glowed faintly blue, and did not move.She didn’t understand what she was feeling, a mix of emotions jumbled inside her. Scared of the fighting, sad, curious and….longing? She needed to know what was out there. 

She turned her head to the stairs and listened to the shouting still going on. She wasn’t suppose to leave the house at this time of night, but they’d never notice, she was invisible to them. Jumping off the couch she raced to the hall closet, slipping on her favourite red jacket over her nightgown and slipping on some warm, furred boots. She took a deep breath, opened the door, and stepped outside. 

It was colder then she thought, wrapping her arms around herself and regretting coming out with bare legs. The fire was tempting, but she couldn’t go back in, she had to know what the light was. And so she stepped forward, her feet sinking into the deep snow. At first, she couldn’t find the light, disappointment filling her, until excitement took over and she says it again, a blurred image in the snow that fell faster, and faster. Her mind was playing tricks on her, it almost looked as though it was beckoning her, a feint outline around this light. She shook her head and continued on. The wind grew colder, and stronger, biting her cheeks. Step by step she got closer until she stood in front of it. 

Confusion is what first hit her. The light had no source, it floated about her head, glowing blue. It was only about the size of her hand. And yet, she wasn’t afraid, she didn’t question how this could even happen. She could feel a tug at her chest, she had to touch it, to grab it and hold it into her hands. She reached out, stretching he body to reach it, her fingertips brushing slightly against it.


And she was gone. 

Frantic screaming came from the house as they found no daughter waiting downstairs. Following the foot steps they found two boots, sticking out from the snow, clothing being pushed away by the wind. And two blue lights, floating away in the distance. 

I’m not feeling very well, so this is image is pretty thrown together, plus I haven’t really done lineless work like this before. I’d have loved to do something more detailed, especially do shading, etc, but ya, not up to it at this time. But I did want a companion pic! 

Disappear

There once was a child full of curiosity. Her questions were endless, and exploring was her passion. She’d return home with glittering stones, creatures caught from the pond. There wasn’t much she was afraid of, instead things excited her. Strange, dangerous, unexplained things were full of interesting stories, and she had to know them. 

She looked out her window at the snow softly falling to the ground, her back warm from the fireplace. Shouts could be heard in a distant room and she held back a sob. They were fighting again. It was almost every night now, one would say they needed to have a word with the other, they’d leave the room and the shouting would start. They felt that they saved her from this by leaving the room, but they won’t ever understand how hearing them feels. It is an indescribable feeling to hear people you love, people who care for you, lash at each other with words. You become terrified. She just wanted to disappear from this, now that the few good days they have are quickly ruined. 

A light. Strange, they lived in the country side, no lights could be seen from neighbors here and no one would be out walking in this snow. This peeked her interested and she stared. It glowed faintly blue, and did not move.She didn’t understand what she was feeling, a mix of emotions jumbled inside her. Scared of the fighting, sad, curious and….longing? She needed to know what was out there. 

She turned her head to the stairs and listened to the shouting still going on. She wasn’t suppose to leave the house at this time of night, but they’d never notice, she was invisible to them. Jumping off the couch she raced to the hall closet, slipping on her favourite red jacket over her nightgown and slipping on some warm, furred boots. She took a deep breath, opened the door, and stepped outside. 

It was colder then she thought, wrapping her arms around herself and regretting coming out with bare legs. The fire was tempting, but she couldn’t go back in, she had to know what the light was. And so she stepped forward, her feet sinking into the deep snow. At first, she couldn’t find the light, disappointment filling her, until excitement took over and she says it again, a blurred image in the snow that fell faster, and faster. Her mind was playing tricks on her, it almost looked as though it was beckoning her, a feint outline around this light. She shook her head and continued on. The wind grew colder, and stronger, biting her cheeks. Step by step she got closer until she stood in front of it. 

Confusion is what first hit her. The light had no source, it floated about her head, glowing blue. It was only about the size of her hand. And yet, she wasn’t afraid, she didn’t question how this could even happen. She could feel a tug at her chest, she had to touch it, to grab it and hold it into her hands. She reached out, stretching he body to reach it, her fingertips brushing slightly against it.

And she was gone. 

Frantic screaming came from the house as they found no daughter waiting downstairs. Following the foot steps they found two boots, sticking out from the snow, clothing being pushed away by the wind. And two blue lights, floating away in the distance. 

15 things that make you happy

curlymoroccan:

Thank you for tagging me devoted-to-islam !
Here are 15 things that make me happy:
  1. Babies, all babies. 
  2. Unexpectedly nice strangers
  3. Fleeting moments of pure bliss when nothing is on my mind.
  4. Beautiful photography/paintings
  5. Riddles I can actually solve. This includes crossword puzzles and sudoku. 
  6. Traveling. Always.
  7. Mamamamamama <3
  8. Anything that can take my mind off of things
  9. A good book
  10. Driving
  11. Writing
  12. Languages
  13. A good night’s sleep where I wake up actually feeling rested
  14. The jello feeling in my legs after a hard workout
  15. Nature
im-from-the-planet-gallifrey, fithijabi, egyptianexplosion, egyptianprincess, marocia, superpoorkid, y0ucrazybitch, sbneko, saturdaymorning
I just listed a few people from my dash but yeah, go nuts. 

Let’s see if I can actually fill this out, I suck at naming so many! 

1. Staying up late reading a good book. 

2. Sweaters

3. Cute Dresses! 

4. Play fighting with my Thor brother

5. A shower, fluffed up bed, snack and/or book with a cuddly cat

6. Voice chatting while gaming with friends, I don’t do it nearly enough

7. Skating, the air in the rink just makes me feel amazing. 

8. Going for a drive with my mom/other, putting on some music and singing along. 

9. Making others happy, be it by myself or with my art. 

10. Comments. Who doesn’t like to know your art is appreciated?

11. A new Junji Ito manga translated. Along with Screaming Lessons and some others. 

12. Maple Fudge

13. People complimenting my nerd gear, striking a conversation, like my Captain America backpack and Tardis tank top. Though any compliments is awesome. 

14. Archery

15. Crying your eyes out only to have a cat bump you in the face meowing, and being more insistent the more you cry. 

Disappear

There once was a child full of curiosity. Her questions were endless, and exploring was her passion. She’d return home with glittering stones, creatures caught from the pond. There wasn’t much she was afraid of, instead things excited her. Strange, dangerous, unexplained things were full of interesting stories, and she had to know them. 
She looked out her window at the snow softly falling to the ground, her back warm from the fireplace. Shouts could be heard in a distant room and she held back a sob. They were fighting again. It was almost every night now, one would say they needed to have a word with the other, they’d leave the room and the shouting would start. They felt that they saved her from this by leaving the room, but they won’t ever understand how hearing them feels. It is an indescribable feeling to hear people you love, people who care for you, lash at each other with words. You become terrified. She just wanted to disappear from this, now that the few good days they have are quickly ruined. 
A light. Strange, they lived in the country side, no lights could be seen from neighbors here and no one would be out walking in this snow. This peeked her interested and she stared. It glowed faintly blue, and did not move.She didn’t understand what she was feeling, a mix of emotions jumbled inside her. Scared of the fighting, sad, curious and….longing? She needed to know what was out there. 
She turned her head to the stairs and listened to the shouting still going on. She wasn’t suppose to leave the house at this time of night, but they’d never notice, she was invisible to them. Jumping off the couch she raced to the hall closet, slipping on her favourite red jacket over her nightgown and slipping on some warm, furred boots. She took a deep breath, opened the door, and stepped outside. 
It was colder then she thought, wrapping her arms around herself and regretting coming out with bare legs. The fire was tempting, but she couldn’t go back in, she had to know what the light was. And so she stepped forward, her feet sinking into the deep snow. At first, she couldn’t find the light, disappointment filling her, until excitement took over and she says it again, a blurred image in the snow that fell faster, and faster. Her mind was playing tricks on her, it almost looked as though it was beckoning her, a feint outline around this light. She shook her head and continued on. The wind grew colder, and stronger, biting her cheeks. Step by step she got closer until she stood in front of it. 
Confusion is what first hit her. The light had no source, it floated about her head, glowing blue. It was only about the size of her hand. And yet, she wasn’t afraid, she didn’t question how this could even happen. She could feel a tug at her chest, she had to touch it, to grab it and hold it into her hands. She reached out, stretching he body to reach it, her fingertips brushing slightly against it.
And she was gone. 
Frantic screaming came from the house as they found no daughter waiting downstairs. Following the foot steps they found two boots, sticking out from the snow, clothing being pushed away by the wind. And two blue lights, floating away in the distance. 

HEY you, Ask me things?

So I have absolutely nothing to do today, only playing Borderlands2 later tonight with some friends. So, 

Questions? Ask whatever you’d like, as many as you’d like! 
Personal, art related, fandom related, etc!

It’s great! not very distracting to me in the back. the focus is definitely on the fight imo!

Awesome! I was worried it’d be too attention grabbing, but I thought it’d be awesome to add her, plus make the space less empty yet still have a simple background.

Concept sketch now actually sketched up and ready for inking. I&#8217;m worried the little sister is distracting but I think maybe it should be ok. 
What do you think sacch? 

Concept sketch now actually sketched up and ready for inking. I’m worried the little sister is distracting but I think maybe it should be ok. 

What do you think sacch

the right one is definitely more dynamic and gives a sense of perspective- the left is kinda like she’s just trying to poke the thing, while on the right she looks like she IS using her strength and such. maybe the first image can lead to the second!

Thank you for your opinion! I really do love both, and I like the idea the sister is learning, but maybe I can somehow fit her in the other. But I’m worried it’ll be too distracting as well?

Some concept sketches for my mermaid characters, if I ever finish them. 
Two first is two different versions for a hunting scene with a shark. Right seems like a better pose overall, but left gives me room to add other things, like the little sister peeking out so she can learn how her sister does it. Though I could maybe add that underneath the sister on the right. 
Bottom image would be the little sister upset because she misses every time she tries to catch a fish, with her sister saying it&#8217;s fine. 

Some concept sketches for my mermaid characters, if I ever finish them. 

Two first is two different versions for a hunting scene with a shark. Right seems like a better pose overall, but left gives me room to add other things, like the little sister peeking out so she can learn how her sister does it. Though I could maybe add that underneath the sister on the right. 

Bottom image would be the little sister upset because she misses every time she tries to catch a fish, with her sister saying it’s fine.