Finals are exhausting! Don’t know about you guys but I’m ready for a nap lol #sketch #sketchbook
He sort of looks a lot hunkier than I intended. Whatever, I like it. I just wanted to mess with his clothes a bit. Stuck with his basic colors, and I really like that sash, and those elfin boots are a scream. But we gotta see the goods under that big coat, son!
I used this image because I’ve seen it posted without a source SO many times. (I’m looking at you Disney fandom)
Artwork - [x]
I’m gonna go ahead and signal boost the living fuck out of this.
ALSO, Chrome has this feature you can add as an extension. It lets you right click on an image and find the source without having to drag the picture on the desk top or without having to copy and paste the link- it just saves time. There is also SauceNao, which I believe is solely for Pixiv sources?
also, to differentiate between the original and a repost: 1.) not always failsafe, but look at the notes (especially if it’s a popular piece, those usually have notes in the thousands) 2.) go to the source tumblr to see if they have more art of the same style, or if they have more reposts of art by different artists
For Celtic Jelsa AU!
A lovely young Fox Fae, Elsa is the elder of two sisters, the younger being Anna, who is still a cub. When Elsa was younger and Anna was still barely even able to walk on her own feet, a dark force came upon the forest they resided, and a massive purge of supernatural beings took place, ending in a massacre of various magical creatures. Elsa and Anna’s parents died to protect them, and the cubs were rescued by Bunnymund, a Pooka, and Toothiana, a Sister of Flight who also ran from the catastrophe.
Now older, Elsa is a proficient huntress and sorceress in her own right, having been raised under Bunnymund’s mentorship and educated by Toothiana in the ancient Magik Arts. She and Anna live in a den of their own, but are still regularly watched over by the two. Elsa is ever protective of little Anna, as they now only have each other to look out for.
Elsa wields the powers of Winter, a quality she inherited from her father, a Winter Fae who was in charge of bringing forth the season in their former home. Now she has been bestowed with the same responsibility by the Court of Seasons to spread Winter in the surrounding towns, and in one of such towns, a gifted but mischievous sorcerer’s apprentice slowly works his way to the top.
IT’S JACK, THAT LITTLE SHIT.
Notes on the Artwork:
This is just a feel on the colors Elsa will be wearing. It’s not the final thing, and I plan on personalizing it more to suit her Wintry-ness. I also feel her arms are too bare. Maybe give her some of the wrappings Bunnymund wears, only flimsier and with fur. Yes. MORE FUR.
YES, MORE JELSA AUs!!!
Hotel de Glace pictures are inspiring me so much for Jack Frost’s lair/cellar/cave in my Jelsa POTO AU! Last pic is an actual Frozen-themed room!
Some rooms are too illuminated but the idea is still useful. However, I don’t think Jack would ‘decorate’ it much, just a lil bit crazy forms amd patterns here and there. Still deciding on the extent of the ice-made furniture and all though.
So, I’ve come to the miraculous conclusion that I am, indeed, a horrible, vile tease. Big shock, I know, but I am. I have a love-hate relationship with ‘to be continued’ stories and cliffhangers, so, to demonstrate how evil I can be, I’m going to start dropping what I’ve affectionately come to call “Dustings” (snow puns for everyone!). They will be snippets of current chapters of my fictions I’m working on, giving my wonderful readers little teasers to tithe them over until I can finally post something substantial. As my stories (mainly For the First Time in Never and a few I’m working on in the background) progress, I want to take more time ironing out the details and being thorough with the plot, so Dustings will start popping up as I see fit. Love me or hate me, this is going to happen! XD
Dusting #1 (Chapter 10)
Heart beating so forcefully he feared it would plow through his rib cage, Revel stepped back, extending their currently intertwined arms. With a forceful snap, he pulled Elsa towards him and sent her into a twirl. Once, twice, three times she rotated before he caught her, both dancers returning to their previous center, right hands extended, hand on shoulder and waist. Revel felt a breath of arctic air wash across his face, wafer thin ice cracking underfoot before disappearing, and couldn’t help but smile. It was the queen’s turn to be surprised, and she miss stepped almost immediately, her equilibrium momentarily off balance.