Sheegor - Blog Posts
(February 5 - February 29, 2024)
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I had "Material Girl" stuck in my head that morning the day I drew that. It was a sign ...
Original sketch by Mew. I was given permission to redraw it.
Knighting Misha.
It is CRIMINAL it took me this long to draw Mr. Pokeylope.
Clem and Crystal in super Salem style. Nothing but respect.
Alright, you know what? (Megaman-ifies your Psychonauts character and Psychonauts-ifies your Megaman character) TAKE THAT.
Are there any Nils fans out there? This one goes out to you.
I took suggestions from friends on what to draw Crystal & Clem doing. Special thanks to them.
Maybe I am starting to come around to Elka.
I love the way he says stupid. STUUUUUUPID
Misha is my favorite and I've never even drawn him with his normal palette. I had to do something about it.
Dad's wisdom. Requested by my sister, based on an inside joke.
Chuck Jones-ish Maloof. It's my second time trying this style.
Standalone palette drawing unrelated to the Spray Paint Palette series. Don't worry about Elton, he's just fine. This is only a dream he is having. Special thanks to Dire Dire Docks for helping me complete this.
Crystal going through it.
Mouse Mirtala (don't ask how it's possible when Raz is a squirrel.)
Dr. Loboto, that is not proper doctor-patient conduct.
After a long day of running a protection racket, let's go play.
(December 5 - December 19, 2023)
A present from me to you. Open it up and see all the things I've drawn.
In Psychonauts 3, Bobby will be forklift certified.
This is a redraw of one of my earliest drawings of Raz.
DON'T STARE AT ME, NILS.
I know leviation negates the raccoon tail, but I could no longer resist drawing Raz with the tail power-up (SMB3 is my fav.)
Look at me, I'm a SKWIR-ELL.
Rejected sketch. Initially Chloe was holding her arm as if she had been injured. Bobby's threat was also going to be more violent, but y'know, I scrapped it so no need.
Lili :)
Kids talkin' mad shit for being within mop-beating distance.
Something about the top part of Hollis' suit reminding me of a Robot Master.
Simplified chibi-ish Misha, like a Megaman sprite.
Yyyup.
BUT I'M NOT DONE YET. I hit the picture limit, so part 2 will be ... soon.
More doodles!! (Don't ask why I gave Milla little arms 😔)
(I tagged the wrong people the first time, my apologies!) I am SO. FREAKING. EXCITED for these stickers!!!!! Silly guys silly guys @spookysweaterblog @salempie
I was inspired to doodle this fantastic fanfiction of Loboto!!! Especially the aftermath of his mutilation of his arm... Oh my God, the sheer DENIAL this man has that he has is extraordinary. To reassure himself that he is fit as a fiddle, A-OK, and there is nothing wrong is the same energy as the dog drinking coffee while his house is burning down!!
DUDE YOU ARE DYING FROM BLOOD LOSS
"... I'm what? Oh right, that's happening isn't it?"
Plus I love how irritable he is (obviously so) it is absolutely fascinating to see this side of him that most people fear, and I find that endearing! XDD (the subtle hints that the inmates of the asylum taking notice of his missing arm is very accurate and clever... Kicking Fred in the shin was my favorite part too... Poor Fred)
Anywho! Enough of my rambles, this was a wonderful read and I am so excited to see more from you!!! Thank you for sharing this story!!! ❤️💖❤️💖❤️💖❤️
My sweet child of mine, you big dummy fuuu
Fandom: Psychonauts
Rating: K+
Genre: Gen?? Sickfic?? mild H/C??? you got me, man
Characters: Caligosto Loboto, Boyd Cooper, Gloria Von Gouton, Fred Bonaparte, Crispin Whytehead, Sheegor
Warnings: Vomit, blood, depictions of sickness… (SPOILERS: implied torture + amputation)
Description: Loboto is having a very bad night. The inmates are not helping.
Beta Readers: @jaywings and Rocket
Notes: This fic is based on a theory that comes from a few figments in Loboto’s mental world in the demo footage of Psychonauts 2. …also I wrote this while sick with a fever, edited it while still sick, and illustrated the cover while recovering from said sickness. have fun
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He did not remember arriving back at the tower.
Partially because he wasn’t even back in the tower, instead standing on the frosty shoreline, the chilly waves lapping at his boot heels.
Loboto stared dumbly out at the cliffside for a long moment before frustration simmered beneath his fogged mind. Yes! Of course, they wouldn’t send him back to his lab. No! He could do with a good climb, especially on a frigid night like this! His chest heaved with quiet, dazed laughter before he took a gasp of cold air that grated against his sore throat.
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