Snow White
She was white as snow, black as coal, and red as blood or so I’m told… Just an experiment to see how you could make snow white work in a non-Caucasian setting without taking away the whole “white as snow” aspect of her design.  I like to think it worked…

Snow White

She was white as snow, black as coal, and red as blood or so I’m told…
Just an experiment to see how you could make snow white work in a non-Caucasian setting without taking away the whole “white as snow” aspect of her design.  I like to think it worked…

He’ll understand one of these days… hopefully.  
Based on this scene from Firefly, because I like crossovers. 

He’ll understand one of these days… hopefully. 

Based on this scene from Firefly, because I like crossovers. 

neil-gaiman:

YES. Watch this.

I would like to note that if you are in New York, or plan on visiting, there is a copy of They Became What They Beheld available at the New York Public Library Schwarzman Building (the big famous one with the lions in the front) in the Art Reference section. 

You can only look through it there in the building but it’s better than nothing :)

So I saw the fandom got christened today and just couldn’t help myself.

So I saw the fandom got christened today and just couldn’t help myself.

Brokered Secrets
I had to change the knight and the merman’s color schemes to please my professor for this one.  I found that I didn’t mind changing the merman too much, I’m a sucker for the neon orange/teal combo, but I wish he hadn’t insisted on me switching around the knights colors as well.  I can sort of deal with the blue skin, but there’s just something about the gold armor that irks me… Which is irritating because I felt the picture came out really nice.

Brokered Secrets

I had to change the knight and the merman’s color schemes to please my professor for this one.  I found that I didn’t mind changing the merman too much, I’m a sucker for the neon orange/teal combo, but I wish he hadn’t insisted on me switching around the knights colors as well.  I can sort of deal with the blue skin, but there’s just something about the gold armor that irks me… Which is irritating because I felt the picture came out really nice.

Were this any other situation he probably would have been impressed.  
“Snap out of it!” He shouts to no avail as they crash into the floor.  Whatever that witch Drusa had used to hack her systems this time was much more thorough than the last.  It had to be, to so effortlessly manipulate someone like her.  
Razer stares into her face and it hurts in more ways than the four cracked ribs she gave him.  
Ilana’s face glares down at him and… no.  Not Ilana’s.  Aya’s.  
And it hits him.  
“Aya!”
The A.I. freezes, a small blip of recognition passes through her face, Aya’s face, and he can feel a faint glimmer of something bloom in his chest.   He says her name again.
A twitch in her left eye.
“Aya.”
The room begins to spin in his pain induced haze.   It’s getting hard to focus on her face but he grits his teeth and tries.  Broken ribs press in against his lungs with every breath, every whisper, and every plea of her name.  
Razer doesn’t stop.   
“Aya.”
Drusa sneers and jabs at the display from somewhere outside his vision but he pays the witch no heed.   
He’ll get through to her.
“Aya.”
He has to.
“Aya.”
He’s lost enough already.
“Aya.”
He isn’t going to lose any more.  
______
Well… I did say on my other tumblr that I wanted to do a piece of Razer and Aya fighting.  The writing was just kind of a bonus. I write when I’m bored. Had to paint this thing twice because I’m the insane woman who decided that being a perfectionist with her art made something like watercolor the perfect medium choice. 

Were this any other situation he probably would have been impressed. 

“Snap out of it!” He shouts to no avail as they crash into the floor.  Whatever that witch Drusa had used to hack her systems this time was much more thorough than the last.  It had to be, to so effortlessly manipulate someone like her. 

Razer stares into her face and it hurts in more ways than the four cracked ribs she gave him. 

Ilana’s face glares down at him and… no.  Not Ilana’s.  Aya’s. 

And it hits him. 

“Aya!”

The A.I. freezes, a small blip of recognition passes through her face, Aya’s face, and he can feel a faint glimmer of something bloom in his chest.   He says her name again.

A twitch in her left eye.

“Aya.”

The room begins to spin in his pain induced haze.   It’s getting hard to focus on her face but he grits his teeth and tries.  Broken ribs press in against his lungs with every breath, every whisper, and every plea of her name.  

Razer doesn’t stop.   

“Aya.”

Drusa sneers and jabs at the display from somewhere outside his vision but he pays the witch no heed.   

He’ll get through to her.

“Aya.”

He has to.

“Aya.”

He’s lost enough already.

“Aya.”

He isn’t going to lose any more. 

______

Well… I did say on my other tumblr that I wanted to do a piece of Razer and Aya fighting.  The writing was just kind of a bonus. I write when I’m bored. Had to paint this thing twice because I’m the insane woman who decided that being a perfectionist with her art made something like watercolor the perfect medium choice. 

Everybody Lives!
Christopher Eccleston doesn’t get enough credit in the New Doctor Who fandom.  I mean, yes David Tennant and Matt Smith are brilliant and amazing and everything but don’t forget…
He was fantastic.

Everybody Lives!

Christopher Eccleston doesn’t get enough credit in the New Doctor Who fandom.  I mean, yes David Tennant and Matt Smith are brilliant and amazing and everything but don’t forget…

He was fantastic.

Viola
First of my series of color fae.  I’m considering selling them as either stickers or bookmarks once all six are done.  Would anyone be interested?

Viola

First of my series of color fae.  I’m considering selling them as either stickers or bookmarks once all six are done.  Would anyone be interested?

Offering the Cake
You’d be surprised to find how difficult it is to find a decent reference picture of someone doing an “offering” pose on their knees. 

Offering the Cake

You’d be surprised to find how difficult it is to find a decent reference picture of someone doing an “offering” pose on their knees.