Comms, Comms, Comms!

Comms, Comms, Comms!

You ever see some of my artwork labeled as a commission? Well then, you can get yours outside of Twitter cause I got a form set up to send some to me now!

See my Carrd for more info and to see my Commisssion Form: calyxarts.carrd.co

[Deltawings] Court Mage design for Seam!

when thw buttercup poisoning kicks in

Given the ongoing genocide of Palestinians in Gaza, I decided I wanted to open up commissions to try and help out in any way I can. As such, I opened up comms!!! 100% of the proceeds will be going to the charity Care for Gaza, and proof will be attached with each piece of art.

If you're interested, please feel free to DM me!

I finally finished the set up for the ask blog! It stars Rye and Dravena, and it’s called @ask-team-grim

Alright, the first oc piece that I’m planning on posting, and likely my favorite! It's a drawing of the Little Hare watching starflies outside his window (as you can probably tell, starflies are similar to fireflies) I actually wrote a bit of a short story that included them a good while ago, so I'II include it down below, even though the drawing isn't really depicting that exact scene! As I’m kind of a beginner writer, I’d love to hear any constructive criticism y’all might have!

The Little Hare leaned on the windowsill, staring into the moonlit forest outside.

"Look! There's starflies!" the Little Hare gasped, sitting up in excitement.

"Mmm?" The Fox King replied.

"Yeah, they're right outside!" The Little Hare leaned in even closer to the window, nearly touching his nose to the glass. "They're so beautiful! I love how...um...uh." The Little Hare glanced at the Fox King, his ears falling to his back. The Fox King was intently staring at the papers on his desk. He certainly wasn’t interested in the little bugs outside. The Little Hare was probably just being a nuisance.

After a few seconds of silence, the Fox King looked up from his papers. "What were you saying kid?"

"I, uh, no, it wasn't really important. Sorry."

"Rigel, we've talked about this. You can't just stop mid sentence, especially when it's something that you're obviously excited to talk about."

"Um. you're sure? It really wasn't all that important. I don't think you'd be interested"

The Fox King set his papers aside. "Try me."

"Um, ok. Well I was just saying how I love the way they move and flash." The Little Hare smiled and looked back at the starflies. "We had a lot more on the plains. They would swarm across the grass and and sky and make really pretty patterns! They were a lot less green than they are here though.”

"Really? I thought they all looked the same."

"Nope! The ones we had were yellow!"

"Well, if you want, you can grab a jar and go catch some."

The Little Hare whipped his head back, dismayed. "Oh, no! They're a lot prettier out there! And they wouldn't be happy in a jar. They belong outside." The Little Hare hesitated, glancing back out the window. "At least, that's what Ma always said...”

The Fox King got up from his desk and walked over to stand beside the Little Hare.

"You're probably right about that, kid. Not much room to flourish when you're confined." The Fox King stared out at the dancing lights of the glowing insects. "How about tomorrow night after I've gotten done with all the work, we go out together and look at them closer?"

The Little Hare looked back to the Fox King. "Really?"

"Sure. It doesn't seem like I've ever quite seen them like you seem to. Perhaps you can help me gain a new appreciation for the little insects.”

The Little Hare grinned, eyes gleaming as bright as the starflies outside. "I'd love to!"