Mystic Syn

I just came back from a Disney themed party where we were encouraged to wear costumes. So naturally, I wore my Stitch onesie, my Stitch beanie, my Stitch jacket, and my Stitch shirt underneath. It was good lolll :)) Day 10: Crabby

So you were the one that gave me 30 notifications. Ty tho lolll. It just comes with practice; anyone can do that.

We doing real good today! I’m just really happy rn :))) Day 9: Nest

Was hecka busy with housework, but we good. We vibin. Day 8: Match

I know it’s a bit late, but it’s still October 7th for me as I’m posting this so ha lolll. I got real busy today that I didn’t finish this till just now. I’m vibin and doing good :)) Day 7: Trip

It’s not called “copying”; it’s “referencing,” which you are fine to do :)) I dunno which one you referenced, so ima trust you on this one. It looks good! The jaw is a wee bit uneven on the right side. Maybe make it a bit more round? Nothing like practice can do to help :)) Either than that, look great. Keep practicing, and don’t forget to allow yourself to have fun as you do it!

I slept real weird last night; like, I think I was both awake and asleep at the same time?? Idk lolll. I’m doing good tho :)) Day 6: Bouquet

Going over General Conference talks are always hecka good :)) Day 5: Flame

I’m so frickn good rn. Like, my level of good rn is on the level it was when I was at FSY, which is hecka good. Day 4: Scallop

Yeah, my head still hurts from the good crying I did yesterday lolll. I’m doing really good tho! Day 3: Bat

Dude. General Conference has been so amazing, like aaaAAAAAAA. A temple got announced in my hometown, so I’ve just been.. well, crying in a good way and grateful. But either than that, I’ve just been feeling so good, except for the headache I now have from all the crying I’ve been doing lolll. Day 2: Scurry

Hey! Ima do my best to explain. This should be the same for both computer and mobile: As you are making a post, there should be a little sentence underneath that says: “Drag files here to attach, or choose files…” There’s also off to the right of those words an option to insert other media if you so please. Click or tap on “Choose files…” and it should go to your files if you’re on a computer or your photo library if you’re on mobile. Choose the pics you want to show and they should upload and appear underneath your written post. Once they’re done uploading, you will notice that they’re not in the post. If you look down to where your uploaded pics are, you will notice a “+” sign on them. When you click or tap on that button, it will appear in your post; usually, it will appear where your cursor (the little thingy that shows where you last typed or are typing) is, so I usually have the cursor already in a spoiler box when I’m inserting my art into a post so I don’t make it that complicated for myself. This might seem like a lot to do, but it’s really not when you figure everything out. Hope this helped! :))

Dude, you need a crap ton of rep for these drawings. Like, the poses, expressions, anatomy, style, THE INKING, the just everything is just so good.

Do it, you coward only if you want to.

Bleep bloop. It’s Inktober, oop. Here’s my thread for that: Anyways

Yep, we’re back. Kinda hard to believe that it’s been a year since I did last year’s Inktober; I know that I’ve improved in art and my inking since then, soooooooooooo.. yeah. For anyone at home that wants to know what prompt list I’m following, it’s the official one. Ima do my best to post one every single day, and yeah. You know the drill at this point. Let’s just get into it. Day 1: Gargoyle

Lights. Khaos stepped back, but the blade––if only barely––found its mark. The stained blade sliced cleanly through his skin, blood gushing onto the ground before being picked up by his own power, but it didn’t hold up for long, much like the rest of the blood. Sounds of his wet gasps and hacks filled his ears. His vision blurred as his world tilted from side to side. Hot pain throbbed from his neck and head. Don’t just stand there, dimlight! his father’s voice rang and echoed in his head. His grasp weakened. Are you just going to let yourself take it?! His breathing quickened. Or are you just a lightn’ coward?! A growl gurgled within him, a new stream of blood trickling down his chin. Khaos popped his neck, then grabbed Elya’s face, lifting her body off the ground, then tossed her off the edge. The edges of the gash slowly began to scab up, though it was hard to focus when the pain was right there. He looked at the her comrades, then scoffed. “I don’t have time for you,” he growled, little pools of blood rising and striking them, holding them back as he stalked off into the depths of the city.

Had an activity last night where I shared my talent in kinda a convention sort of way with a booth and everything –– which I did art, cos I’m sure that no youth wants to sit through hours of me ranting about music theory that doesn’t really make sense if you’ve never taken it before –– and it was fun! Lotsa people wanna learn from me, so who knows what’ll happen with that.

Y’all. I’m so frickn confused. What doe the heart thingy around my initial post on this thread mean???? I’m legit so confused. Can someone please explain lolll

This is gonna be rapid fire, cos yeah.

His eyes settled into hers, a cruel smile cracking through his lips. Perfect. The dance between the two fighters continued amidst the raging blood, cutting through anyone that attempted to interfere. Khaos leapt carefully to the right, narrowly avoid another one of her sloppy attempts to take a hit on him. The blood mirrored his movements to the smallest twitch of the muscle, zipping as fast as him as Khaos jabbed into her, listening with glee as more of the dark crimson liquid joined the ranks. He wouldn't––couldn't––be proven a nuisance to his comrades, let alone to her. Fight harder! his old man's voice barked at him. Use all of your power, not half, you wasted piece of potential! That he will do. But how..? Khaos' gaze flicked to the right, then frowned slightly. He stood tall, raising a hand to stop Elya in her tracks. His fingers wiggled a tiny bit, her limbs twisting the wrong directions. "Just give in," he purred, "like your precious friend before you. You want to meet him the same way?" Flicking his wrist, her body moved over the railing and the water. . . . The world tilted. The world doesn't usually do that. Ji held onto the railing to his right, catching his breath. Sweat rolled down his brow. His entire frame shook. Blood dripped from his arm, staining the wood. He pushed off the railing, stumbling through the wooden highway. How far had he gotten? How much time has it been? Where was everyone? Where was he? Was that..? Thank Ko'ad. Ji hobbled over to a familiar looking door, pushing through it to a dingy apartment. Long abandoned. Save for a few small boxes of supplies in the damp corner. He closed the door behind him, sliding down to the ground, the sound of him breathing filling the room. Flashes of earlier appeared in his head. He squeezed his eyes closed, breathing out. Just a little nap. That's all he needed.

I haven’t thrown art in here in a while.. cos I’ve been busy and been enjoying my time away from the Shard.