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Finally Pt-1 of my fan comic!

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some more spyro doodles

I have like

Somd (a lot) of traditional art sketches...

Plz more boop

These Venus fly trap and piranha plant inspired plants are called Galarrs, which means screamer in Old Norse. They fit their names well for those who can hear. When a dangerous/strong creature is near the Galarrs they scream a very high pitch sound as a warning to other plants and animals that can hear. They can slowly travel with their roots either in groups or as loners. Their food source is other plants and bugs. Another distinctive feature is they can live out of the ground, just need to be fed consistently. My thought for creating them is that Cain uses them as a way to know who to add to his collection of unique beats. His guards mostly wears them in their suit pockets. They have been trained and particularly chosen. These are my first drawings of bringing them to life. Can't wait to improve.

Not giving up on you.

Just in case, they're talking about Leo's kraang alter ego. A few posts where I've been foreshadowing or showing him: Here, here and here.

A bit of Ana's lore and a little easter egg (i wonder if someone will notice)...

Goodbye Part 4:

I'm sorry I'm still trying to get use to posting on here. 🤪 I know this might be cringe to watch, but please be patient to a overthinking girly over here who focuses more on writing them her art skills.🤣 This is the night when Anya/Albedo lost her peaceful life. Any advise/art is helpful. This is still the rough draft. Thank you!

BANG! BANG! Anya shoots up in her bed from a deep sleep breathing heavily as if she just came out of a nightmare she doesn't remember. Grabbing her chest with one hand she focused to quickly calm herself down along with wiping sweat from her forehead. Wait. Was that dad’s shotgun? Anya questions herself. Why would he use it? Unless. There is an intruder! No, that can't be. We've never had that happen besides that one time Isabella snuck in one of her boyfriends. “Clayton!” screamed her mother in fear followed by some other odd sounds Anya couldn't differentiate on her own. Oh shit! The adrenaline took over the teenager's body and guided her to the gun case safely tucked away under her bed with easy access yet not noticeable unless searched for. Opening the case revealed her bolt action rifle her father gifted her at the age of 7. Last time she used it was about 2 months ago when the raccoons got into the trash outside the house while she was home alone as her parents were having a date night out in town. Another scream happened followed by more random sounds outside her room. No need to freak out Anya. That won't help in this situation, Anya reminded herself in her thoughts not wanting to risk speaking out loud and being heard. Cocking back the bolt handle; she confirmed there was no bullet in the chamber. Then she reached for the small magazine and smacked it in as quietly as she could. In her baby blue floral nightgown the apprehension girl sped walked to her bedroom door and cracked it open, sending a thankful prayer for her dad oiling the door hinges for it was silent for once. Anya gasped at the sight covering her mouth with one hand as the other tightly gripped the rifle in the other. She couldn't believe what her eyes laid upon.

Cursed cat Alastor is my new obsession

First drawing of Niffty. Waiting till I get the confidence to add some shading. Yes I just noticed I forgot the T in her name. My bad. 😂