Whoops it’s been a while since there’s been an update, here is one now.
My new favorite band to which to write the Grand Highblood’s scenes is Blind Guardian, FYI.
Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away
Where innocence is burned, in flames
A million mile from home, I’m walking ahead
I’m frozen to the bones, I am…
A soldier on my own, I don’t know the way
I’m riding up the heights of shame
I’m waiting for the call, the hand on the chest
I’m ready for the fight, and fate
The sound of iron shocks is stuck in my head,
The thunder of the drums dictates
The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead’s
The rising of the horns, ahead
From the dawn of time to the end of days
I will have to run, away
I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste
Of the blood on my lips, again
This deadly burst of snow is burning my hands,
I’m frozen to the bones, I am
A million mile from home, I’m walking away
I can’t remind your eyes, your face.
-“Iron”, by Woodkid
I present to you, the Grand Highbutt.
That song’s kind of been my headcanon GHB song for a while now, and it’s what I listened to for the most part while painting this.
This is, of course, Bramble’s esteemed GeeAich, who may or may not be especially thrilled at the fact that his goods are on display for the world to see. Sorry, GH. [Not really, but y’know].
Click through for the higher res version on the dA page. I may come back to this piece and work on it some more, but I think for now I need to just let it go and put it up.
I will be posting a Process-GIF of this later, when I get around to it. >3>
Hope you like. c:
[If you haven’t yet, go read Miracle Child. It’s especially excellent, as I’ve said many times a’fore.]
"What the FUCK are you doing?"
"That’s my MOIRAIL, you know?"
"…no, ididn’t knowthat."
(This was meant to be a warmup drawing today, it got away from me. While working on this, I determined that in my head, Rossan is Nathan from the BBC’s Misfits, only, yknow, grey.)
In related news, the submit page is now available if you’d like to use it for fanart or similar.