RAE

@rae

That’s alright

Lucille

“It looked real to me,” Lucy argued.

Her attention was taken by a more typical door she would have seen in her city, in one of the courtyards. The door had a letterbox. Through a crack, warm light glowed, and a faint unidentifiable sound crackled from within.

Lucy pushed the slot open by sticking her fingers…[Read more]

@rae

(much better than my randomness lol)

The randomness worked well for the setting and gave me ideas 😛

@rae

Lucille

Lucy ran up next to him. “Let me see – come on.”

The peephole was too high for her, and Gabriel had to help her up.

She peeked through the hole. The sight of a warm, stone room greeted her eye. An old man sat on a chair, rocked back and resting, a book’s pages turning in the air of their own accord.

“You can go home,” she whispered.

@rae

I literally forget that food exists sometimes until my stomach starts hurting badly.

You might not find my advice useful, especially because you have a physical condition I don’t. I don’t presume to know how many physical vs. mental blocks you’re facing.

But I’ve been actively working on this problem myself. So maybe what I’ve been doing…[Read more]

@rae

I’m so sorry!

Eating habits can be sooo hard to overcome…especially when your subconsciousness is telling you that losing weight=good 😭😭 I’ve been there before. There can be so many lies attached to food and eating habits, and if you think that might be part of the problem, I’d suggest looking at your thoughts and the lies you might be…[Read more]

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Lucille

Gabriel opened the door and they slipped into an open, circular room. A room filled with doors.

The doors surrounded Gabriel and Lucy. Tall, stove-sized, ash-white wood, paneled peeling rust – decorated with ornate arches, they encircled the room together. Lucy recognized most of the materials, even if some designs confused her.…[Read more]

@rae

Girl, Ellette writes some of the most tragic characters. She and Freedom make it their business to make KP cry, I swear.

Haha really? I guess I haven’t been keeping up with the writing that happens here…

Also, thank you. The hair took me forever.

Of course!

@rae

You’re welcome!

oh my goodness you totally got the hair! Looks great!

@ellette-giselle

Ooo! *is immediately interested. XD*

XD oh boy, you like a good old tragic story? I mean you could look into it for yourself, if you don’t want spoilers I’m happy to answer questions. It’s a phycological thriller, it’s a little creepy and a lot of bad…[Read more]

@rae

That looks really good I love it! I kinda like the wind direction in the other picture better, but this still looks cool. I love the way you drew the hair and colors.

but since my tutor recently told me to stop selling myself short,

Your tutor is right. Probably 90% of an artist’s struggle is learning to say “good enough.”

@mineralizedwritings

Idk If I’d recommend it here it’s pretty tragic.

Ooo! *is immediately interested. XD*

@rae

Wow. That is the best drawing I think I’ve ever seen you do. The coloring is perfect! The shading… the tones… it really looks 3D!! Wow! Great job! (Personally, I like the hair direction and expression of the sketched Bar…[Read more]

@rae

AH! Don’t touch it! Okay….. maybe a little, but leave the eyes and expression and hair. It’s perfect!!!

@mineralizedwritings

WOW!!! Love that! The shadowing was really well done.

The only way I could imagine getting this kind of wind is if you were standing on the edge of a cliff or had a fan below you. Or maybe in a crazy windstorm.…

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@rae

ExcUse me. Noodle arms?? How dare you

I’ve gtg to bed. I will reply to your next thing when I have time tomorrow.

Lucille

She shrugged. “I’ve hammered a rail spike before. Can’t be much harder.”

She didn’t bother to mention she had adult help in the challenge.

@rae

It’s funny to be the person with the younger weaker character. I’ve unlocked move sets I’ve never used before. Mwahaha

Lucille

“Thank you for stayin’ around me. Even if… heh. I’m strong enough on my own to ride a giant crow.” Lucy flexed her arm and grinned widely.

It wasn’t natural for her to smile that wide but she wanted to do it.

@rae
Apparently we have only one way to potentially fix this problem. Behold, the power of cuteness:

Lucille

“Hm.” Lucy stood next to Gabriel in the doorframe and watched him pause at the first step. She considered what she did with her parents in stressful emergencies. Awkwardly, she took his arm and gave him a hug.

@rae

Lucille

Lucy stood holding the door open, but didn’t go inside. “Do you want me to stop talking? Isn’t there something to help you feel better?”

@rae

Lucille

They came to a room without any extra doors. Gabriel looked for windows behind the curtains, while Lucy went to the nearest wardrobe. She found a flight of steps inside and waited for Gabriel to notice and confirm.

“Do you want me to stop talking?” she asked.

@rae

I’ll do it if I feel up to it, then. :]

Lucille

“Can I help?” Lucy asked, beginning to feel concerned at this point and guilty for not knowing what to do. She clutched her new handkerchief in her pocket, ready to pull it out in case he needed it, but also twisting it nervously between her fingers. “It seems like your ears get pretty sore.”

@rae

I just pulled up my doc with her story scenes and I’m sorely tempted to write more. I posted one on here a while back but I hadn’t thought to do so again.

Lucille

“Just because you’re wonderin’ it, doesn’t mean it’s true.”

Lucy paused. She peered at Gabriel intently, watching him curl forwards. She wasn’t sure what to do, but she tried to…[Read more]

@rae
Aw that’s cute XD Not at all a bad thing to picture when you hear the name. A friend of mine is called Lucy although that’s not why I used the name.

Lucille

“I guess. It might be stuffy sometimes and okay sometimes,” Lucy thought out loud. Then she reconsidered his words, realizing he maybe wasn’t just answering her question. “Hm. I’m sorry…[Read more]

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Lucille

The hatchet had a new cover where it hadn’t before. Lucy smiled and held it to her face to smell the rich leather.

If she was honest, sleep still sounded good. But sitting around for long felt dangerous, like playing hide and seek and staying for too long in a poor hiding spot.

Wearily, she tried not to imagine the headless man…[Read more]