A Moment Of Love (2024)

Fuck it, Spiderbit Week!

I think we deserve another Spiderbit Theme Week to make us all feel just a little bit happier, don't you?

The same rules as last time apply. Pick a prompt, create! Tag me on Tumblr, but post wherever you like! This is a community event, have fun with it!

The first day is the 21 of July. Don't feel obligated to do every day (I probably won't), but do what you want to do! Just remember to have fun, that's what is most important.

The most beautiful couple ever, in every universe!! MINHAS MÃES!!

Symbols & Details

New Chaos Begins is the only thumbnail to feature Pearl in her blue jacket! It took several layers of gouache to perfect the lighting.

The grass is red and blue for the nether, but also can represent Pearl and Scott. A small hint to the mysterious soulmate at the end of the red string.

The red string connects to the viewer, leaving the mystery of who she is connected to. Also it looks cool!

The mushrooms and blazes can represent the trading items from the nether. The Nether also is both the cause for the rest of the story and introduces the color red (a prominent color/symbol).

Double Life: New Chaos Begins!

1/6 of my PearlescentMoon Double Life Thumbnail series for my illustration class. It was one of my final projects of the semester, so I’m excited to finally share it.

Each illustration is sketched with colored pencil, colored with watercolor and gouache, and lined with red ink. For this project, I focused on a different coloring and shading techniques. (I also wanted to highlight different story elements from each episode! So episode one showcases the ✨ nether ✨)

Dl!Pearl because she's absolutely stunning and awesome and this costume took way too long to make but I think it slayed and I'm super proud of it:)

Also many thank to my awesome photographer you can find him on insta @ cosplaylounge

(And to all the amazing people that repost my silly posts and say sweet things ily all but I'm incapable of replying cuz I have no idea how this app works😭)

i can finally post this! heres my piece for the tryzine <333

I did some matching art and it’s about …. Got to look to find out!

The Reason is You Zine is Out!!

At long last, The Reason is You is out!!

A big thank-you to all of our contributors, from our writers to our artists to our translators to our designers. This project could not have happened without everyone involved, so please send everyone love!

We have three versions of the zine. Click on the following links to access the version of the zine you want to read!

English Version

Versão em Português

Versión en Español

We here at TRYZine hope that you enjoy the zine. It's been a year since the end of Purgatory, but Guapoduo lives on forever thanks to the community. In other words:

The reason is you!!

(XCOMau this would just be cute but Cellbit insisted on a lore dump and angsty internal monologue)

It is ten o'clock in the morning, and Cellbit feels barely awake. Roier is away visiting friends, Pac and Mike are holed up in their lab, Felps is... somewhere, doing something, he is sure. Bagi is about, playing in the mud with the children while Cellbit blearily sips at his coffee.

Give him another ten minutes, and he can use Pepito as bait to get Bobby and Richarlyson into a bath. Empanada is there, too, sat on her mother's shoulders more for the height advantage than the claimed attempt not to get mud on her petticoats.

That's four of the five children of their community, but where- he knows she has a tendency to turn invisible when stressed, a side effect of her genetics, but it shouldn't be that stressful, he thought-

A little hand tugs on his trousers.

Cellbit looks down, and let's his heartrate calm.

"Hope," he smiles at her. "Is everything okay?"

She reaches up her arms, and a thought nudges against Cellbit's mental shields. He puts his coffee down and reaches back, scooping the tiny one up and into his lap.

Pepito is, he thinks, physically a little younger than her. Pepito is so much less frail, though, roughing and tumbling like any child, rather than riddled with bruises and breaks and exhaustion from the slightest knock.

Cellbit loves her anyway, just as she loves him, and planting trees, and decorating the castle or Felps' hut, and helping run buckets of water up and down from the well. At least she is a quiet child anyway - if Richarlyson were sick in the same ways, he doesn't think he would manage.

Sick, ill, frail... Cellbit hates all the terms for it, what they mean for his little girl, but the one he hates most is the Federation's label of 'defective'. Both of the children who were his first - Hope and Richarlyson both - were labelled with it, like so many of the others. They are not defective, they are children, just children who needed to be loved.

Hope must feel his anger, for she looks at him with big eyes.

"Not you," he tells her. "Never you, you're perfect, my little girl."

Her doubt sounds in Cellbit's mind. She offers another thought, of herself, and Pomme, and Tallulah.

It takes him a second.

Ah. She's asking if her sisters can come visit.

There are already five children for him and Bagi to look after, two more... well, he needs to speak to Philza anyway. And whichever of the French wish to come, they are always welcome.

"If their parents come too," he tells her. "Tia Bagi and I can't watch seven of you."

The smile he gets is bright but small, before she pulls up her legs and curls against his chest.

Cellbit... he wonders, sometimes, if she doesn't remember something of her rescue. She was too starved, too abused, to unwell to even approach consciousness, a tiny, dwindling flicker of life in an otherwise deserted cell. And yet... every time she sits against him, she always curls up the same way - head on his right shoulder, ear to his collar bone and face turned in, legs curled so her left side presses against his torso, arms limp in his lap.

It is exactly how he picked her up, before, how he tucked her safely against himself and took her away.

He kisses the top of her head, and already she is half way to sleep. It worries him, it always worries him, how her stamina is so thin and her body so weak. Doctor Ruiz says it is unfortunately predictable, after six years of near total neglect - not even getting the food the other rejected children did. If she were human, Hope would be dead years ago. As she is not...

Nobody can tell if she will keep improving, or if this is her life forever. Nobody knows if this was the condition she was cast aside for, or a mark of the neglect. Nobody knows what tomorrow brings, only that they still have a today.

It is not the end of the world, though. It is not a death sentence, and not a crime; Felps' condition is different, but in that regard they are the same. Just because they both need more rest does not make their waking hours mean any less. Neither does it make them any less precious, or loved, or mean that that Cellbit will not perfectly happily curl up with either - both - of them in a pile of pillows for hours on end.

"Would you like a story?" He asks his daughter, knowing how she fears the oncoming dark, how terrified she is that any time she sleeps he might abandon her again.

A nod against his neck, and Cellbit melts at the progress to have found something that she loves, something she agrees to - asks for, sometimes - outside of her sister.

"Alright" he tells her. "Story and a nap, and when you wake up your sisters will be here."

Triplets, two rejected for their disabilities, the third given away simply because her sisters were "flawed" and their creators worried about a "contaminated batch". Richarlyson, too, with a missing leg, and Flippa's eyesight and Bobby's temper and Chayanne simply not being sonically adept... it goes on and on and on and Cellbit hates the Federation somehow even more than before, now they have decoded the documents on their children.

Calm, calm, calm, they're already dead and he's a little one to help to sleep.

Bagi has Empanada and the boys, he has little Hope. It is fine, it is fine, they are all going to be fine.

"Once upon a time there was a princess who lived in a beautiful castle," he tells her. "The princess had three brothers, two sisters, and a great many cousins and siblings and friends. The princess was kind and gentle and beloved by all, but, one day, an evil witch came up with a curse..."

Spiderbit Week Day 1

(Except I just finished my art finals- so I finally have time! Thank you for the lovely prompts and sketch below)

Prompt list by @anonymous-dentist

Prompt: Cooking, but it’s just Cellbit and his spread coffee addiction. All the man drinks is coffee, so here he is making a cup with Roier and Pepito.

My favorite little ghost

thought about Hope as a little ghostie with blanket that comes at night when everyone's asleep it makes her think she's part of the family and can sleep just like everyone else at night

Fairy Roier Closeup

Sometimes all I want to do is just paint silly little fairy au art in my sketchbook, but then I remember I’m too busy working on the actual books and other school work- all I’m excited for but it leaves little time for sketching