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Yut@yutzen· Jun 10

"The Great Dust Gyre is known for vicious sandstorms than can strip a statue of its visage in a matter of moments... It is said that, sometimes, they scour the ceiling so deeply that ancient things break right through it." #yutdrawings #digitalart #ruins #fantasy #art #drawing #krita #subterraneum

An underground cavern of yellowed stone and yellowed sands that stretch as far as the eye can see, with hints of a dust storm in the very back of the tunnel. At the forefront, two sandy craters hold strange, bluish stone(?) formations of unknown purpose and origin, only half-shattered from their fall.
I do not know what these are.

Yut@yutzen· May 31

"You don't understand, sir, I WAS hunting down their power sources, these 'generators' you said! It worked until I closed in on the last one - soon as I raised my hammer it got up, cut its wires, and started hunting ME!" #yutdrawings #digitalart #golem #fantasy #art #drawing #krita #subterraneum

A bizarre, animated contraption, a golem or robot, is charging down a slope towards the right and towards the viewer. It resembles an actuator or generator that sprouted legs and charged, with wires emerging from its innards acting as its face with sparking wires for a "mouth" and luminous lightbulbs as "eyes", all on the hunt.

Yut@yutzen· May 29

Having to click the button just to see this really enhances the bit

Yut@yutzen· May 21

WTF-tasting dream journal time again

Had another really bizarre dream, and it would've been a pretty intense nightmare if it hadn't been undercut once I woke up and recognized things.
It was about how, wherever we were, one of those winds that get a name thanks to their regularity and intensity had started blowing and blowing hard through the town, and dangerous, grotesque creatures named after that same wind had started roaming in turn, some of them kaiju-sized, some of them "merely" ten feet tall, with variations like that. They roamed, barely visible unless they were aware of you, but they could always be seen on cameras and such. But the only way to banish them so they wouldn't come back was to take a picture of them and burn said picture. At one point, there was a fuckhuge one I was overlooking from what I believe was a hill, and I took a picture with my phone then deleted it, hoping that was close enough, I never found out if it was.
The dream ended when I saw one of them with my own eyes try to break into the house by knocking down the part of the gate where the mailbox was. One of the "smaller" ones, still as tall as the gate itself.

The things that undercut it all when I woke up?
One, the wind was a real wind that happens in this country, so there was recognition
Two, all the creatures just looked like the fucking Mirror Reaper from Ultrakill, and that bit of recognition killed any fear.

Yut@yutzen· May 17

Aight, time for the really bizarre dream I just had.

It was about two muppet-esque guys, they walked around and everything, typical one-weird-one-serious duo, with an occasional third that was apparently very wise and clever but also only spoke in gibberish. That one was a green-haired gremlin-guy in contrast to the other two who just looked like cartoon extras made out of felt.
This was apparently a popular show but this was the movie of it, where apparently their antagonist ran a prison or some other kind of facility and managed to grab and imprison the weird one, leaving the normal one to try and find some way to pull him out legally, which he couldn't. Apparently I was catching the second half or tail end of this movie, because this was when the guy got inspired by a poem he read to grab something that would just portal him into the prison directly. And he was all miserable about whether he could pull this off or not, wise gremlin mumbled something, and then he was just like "fuck it we ball."
What followed was a masive 2D animated sequence of a slapstick-as-fuck prison break I wish I remembered more details of, but it was musical, it lasted several minutes and apparently it worked. The duo was back together.
But weird guy wanted to break everyone else out because no one there he knew was there legitimately, it was all false charges. And serious guy was ambivalent about this, but then had an idea, and said idea was to apparently just walk into the prison like they were regular visitors...
And somehow meet old versions of themselves with which to talk about the old times, including the poem, which was apparently written by the old version of weird guy.
And as both pairs converse about this, both versions of wise gremlin then look towards an air vent and mumble at it, and the camera moves backwards into the vent which is full of some weird beige plastic...
And a hand emerges from the plastic and makes an OK sign at them, apparently a reveal.
I have no fucking idea what any of that was about

Yut@yutzen· May 10

"Talar's Warpath, they call this place. Right at the edge of the Empire. Beyond this lies no one's land, nothing but ice and snow as far as anyone's known." "You don't know either, nor do you know who Talar even was, but you may yet find out." #yutdrawings #digitalart #fantasy #art #drawing #glacier

A great icy expanse, with a single tiny road of polished ice right through the middle of it, and stony towers with pointed copper roofs lining its side from beginning to end, looking smaller as they go thanks to the distance. In the distance stands a truly enormous glacier that dwarfs the towers in question, with a single curved crack right through the middle; the road leads right to this crack, implying there's more beyond this place. Above, a cavern roof of blue stone with lines of icicles where water leaks. At the side, an icy spire and a rope hanging from a stake nailed into said spire, implying the POV has climbed up to this place.

Yut@yutzen· May 6

Yut@yutzen· May 3

And that's Grim Dawn beaten once more. Diablolikes are funny sometimes. Imagine stacking this many corpses and still getting sent for errands. I know it's a game thing in general but having an actual number puts things in perspective.

A stat screen from Grim Dawn sorting several stats, such as Bosses kille (449), times the character has died (14), and damage both taken and dealt.
The important number here is the amount of monsters killed, 34529.

Yut@yutzen· Apr 25

Oh. Pain.

Yut@yutzen· Apr 19

Massively overextended in one of those "draw your 'sona with what you're wearing" since I hadn't really drawn him ever before or designed him much, but still finished it anyways so now I have one officially. #art #yutdrawings #digitalart #bat #fursona #furry

A male big-eared brown bat furry, wearing a brown jacket over an orange shirt and some grey sweatpants, using blue sneakers(?), standing nonchalantly with a placid smile and his hands in his pockets.
hahadatsme

Yut@yutzen· Apr 4

Inspired by playing a Chaos/Vitality warlock in Grim Dawn and wondering how that carnage would look

It'd be easy to say this is a blasted, lifeless wasteland, but that would be wrong; only segments, remarkably delineated, would count as blasted and lifeless, with the rest seemingly untouched.
In multiple spots, you find patches of death, the grass merely dead at the edges while finding undisturbed, but utterly dead earth in the middle, feeling like crumbling pumice in your hands. These spots have one or two corpses at most, but they are either utterly mummified or stripped to nothing but cracked bone.
A few spots, less abundant but far bigger, are more uniform. Here, the grass and shrubs are dead, dessicated, and so are the bodies, drained of all blood and other fluid in spite of having no clear cuts or exit wounds.
...elsewhere, things are less clear. There are lines on the ground where grass and earth have been calcified and killed, a cliffside where a perfectly straight line seems to have cracked and crumbled as if by erosion far faster than the rest. On the trees, you find patches of sunbleached wood on otherwise lively trees, and the corpses... some of them have had a whole line of flesh stripped off them bloodlessly, while others, the big ones, seem to have simply been punched through by something that did little more than embrittle their bones, but stripped a perfect circle of flesh right off them, leaving nothing but a cover of ash where the cuts would've been. No scorchmarks, just the ashes. All of this in curving lines all over, as if someone had vandalized the land and its combatants with the reaper's own quill.

Yut@yutzen· Mar 29

Two relatively (and that word's doing heavy lifting) quick ones, of a character I'm playing in a @nolya.bsky.social campaign. Yes, character singular, it's complicated. #yutdrawings #synth #krita #art #digitalart #drawing #robot

An green axolotl-like synth, complete with frills radiating with tiny antennae, wearing a leathery jacket and a reddish shirt. They're entering a dark metallic stricture leaving a walkway behind complete with railing and a sunset. To their right, there is a nonfunctioning screen on the wall.

An angular, shark-like synth wearing a white jacket walking by, side-eyeing the viewer with a glowing angular eye on their screen, and with a glowing fin on the back of their head. Behind them, a railing, and further beyond that, endless grass plains under a clouded sky.

Yut@yutzen· Mar 28

Yut@yutzen· Mar 13

I tried this on my phone so I'm not sure how valid that is but in spite of several colors fucking me up apparently my eyes work

Yut@yutzen· Mar 12

I'm doing my part. I'll be damned if I let a fuckin credit card tell me what I can or can't buy. Not without telling them to fuck off (in a polite but firm tone for now) at least.

Yut@yutzen· Feb 25

"Mud and spores under your boots. Mushrooms tall as towers all around you, alight from within. Fungi as far as the eye can see, even growing on the cavern walls." "Mycon's Valley. Tighten your scarf, the road ahead is long." #yutdrawings #krita #art #digitalart #drawing #fantasy #mushroom

An enormous forest of mushrooms and other assorted fungi far bigger than any man, some even hanging from the cavern ceiling far above. In the midst of it all, there is a waystone in the process of getting overgrown, and a small road carved across the mud, somehow unswamped.

Same as the previous, but now with a thick layer of spore-fog, as if you walked in on exactly the wrong season. Hope you don't have asthma.

Yut@yutzen· Feb 18

That is significantly better than I expected. The fuck. Maybe I really was being gaslit that time I was told a shade of yellow was orange

Yut@yutzen· Feb 2

Red flag reading "I AM CARRYING DANGEROUS GOODS"

Yut@yutzen· Jan 18

"I was told Irons weren't giant like some of the others, but I still thought they'd be damn huge. Not something just small enough to hide in the crags... Then it opened up, and it was like a whole wall of cannons by itself." #yutdrawings #digitalart #golem #fantasy #art #drawing

A three-legged metallic construct, vaguely humanoid, standing with one leg on a large, pointed boulder and pointing one arm at something off-frame. Its legs are three-jointed bars of pointed metal coming from a large wheel, its chest is like a breastplate with a symbol like a kiteshield (with a circle held in a three-pointed claw) painted on its front, and its arms are three-jointed as well, each segment a seemingly hollow tube held by pointed claws. One is folded up and smoking, the other is set up like a cannon and directly pointed. Its head is like an elongated camera with three red lights surrounding a fourth, larger one.
An iron golem of some kind, standing among green stones and sniping at the presumed narrator.

Yut@yutzen· Jan 13

Not every dragon hoards gold and gems. Some, like Ocean Haze, hoard the dreams of others, and the vapours that make them come alight. (art by @bun-e.bsky.social !)

A hefty, VERY busty three-horned dragon of blue and aquamarine(?) scales with long blonde hair ending in pink tips, wearing a dark sundress with colorful patterns in it and big round glasses without rims. She lounges on a red fainting couch smoking from a hookah, filling the room with a pink smoke through which she looks especially pink herself.
#art #furry #dragon #suggestive

Yut@yutzen· Dec 9

"The smell of smoke. The cold gripping your heart banished and replaced by Radiant heat. A lucky encounter with a being you thought was mere legend." "Auld Stovepipe, the knight in cast iron, brought to the Snowdrifts for reasons unknown." #yutdrawings #digitalart #golem #fantasy #art #drawing

A large, sauropod-like construct made out of a blackened, half-rusted cast iron stove, with an inner glow through the joints of his legs and chimney-neck and radiating out of his mouth and eyeslits. Smoke billows from his nail-toothed maw, and he drags a tail of tangled chains behind him, as the snow melts by his mere presence.

Yut@yutzen· Nov 25

Dwarf Fortress patchnotes strike again.

General Updates:
-Stopped adventure mode party members from feeling instinctual need to hunt and kill other party members when ambushed by wild animals.

Yut@yutzen· Nov 15

"They call these the Tinrotted Plains, and yet you know at a glance the vile spikes sprouting from the sandstone are not even REMOTELY tin. You've barely arrived, and yet the Custody already looking for you." "You should not be here, and yet, here you are." #art #drawing #yutdrawings #digitalart

POV from someone hiding behind a large, natural brown monolith. Vast plains stretch, crossed horizontally by a river, and sown by a spiked, vile-looking violet mineral from the far end of the plains to where you stand; it even crosses the river, sprouting from its bed. In the distance, vast rounded structures hide in the fog of the distance, next to enormous, spiked crowns of the same violet material, seemingly the source. A violet airship floats above the structures...
A similar airship to the one far closer by, spotlights blazing, clad in violet armor of similar hue as the spikes, and fully armed.

Yut@yutzen· Nov 15

Not even four quiet raids in and they already got caught. At least they're not terrible at fighting, but this will make things harder in the future.

Yut@yutzen· Nov 15

Okay, ideally this won't explode this time Time for another fortress I guess. Meet these seven dumbasses who decided to settle on a glacier with nothing but a pickaxe and a bunch of (stolen) cheese and wine. Thus begins the fortress... (NOTE: guard captain actually means "my job is stealing shit")

Yut@yutzen· Oct 31

Mostly trying to think of how to give this creature a body. I've got the arms and legs vaguely in mind, the wings more so, but the neck and body, that one I'm having trouble visualizing. But we'll see what pops up.

Yut@yutzen· Oct 26

"Ashes. Soot. Dusty roads, joined by a bridge that hasn't seen water in some time. The gargantuan links that hold the Chained City, coming into view. A hill of near-perfect hexes right beheath your soles. Ashenridge is almost behind you." #art #drawing #digitalart #yutdrawings

Scenery without a sky, portraying two roads circling around standing hexagonal masses of basalt in what looks like a small gorge of reddish-grey ash. Both roads are joined by a bridge crossing said gorge. In the distance, stone rises from the ashes, and further past that, against a much farther wall, a few links of a titanic chain holding something off frame can be seen.

Yut@yutzen· Oct 21

I'm a little late but I'm here too!

Yut@yutzen· Oct 15

Yut@yutzen· Oct 4

"Wet breeze against your skin. A so-called river, roaring beneath your feet. The knowledge no one will ever find you if you fall here. The Hollow-Lands stretch before you." An experiment in both just scenery, and using charcoal brushes and the watery ones to see what came out.