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"With great power comes great responsibility. Remember that, Peter. Remember that.-Uncle Ben.-"It's not just powers that define the hero, but the ability to weave your web through the swirls of an infinite starry night.Here i am🌌🕷️🕸️My participation in the contest @elisemoscaart organized was, first and foremost, a great and stimulating challenge. I had never created,nor even considered creating,a pop art illustration, especially in digital form.I must say, however, that I am truly very satisfied with the result, as it allowed me to reinterpret two of the themes I love most in a completely different way: Van Gogh and Spider-Man.And this illustration made me feel a little like a superhero of art😂😎At this point, there’s only one thing left to say: suitcase ready… let’s take this trip to Istanbul! 🫡😂✈️🎨🕷️Sketch realized with @girben_Final result realized with @procreate#spiderman #starrynight #popart #vangogh #concourspopart by @ink.artdesign

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"With great power comes great responsibility." This is my gift, my curse. Who am I? I'm Spider-man."Here i am🕷️🌌🕸️Combining two of my greatest passions and quality materials from @girben_ here is the final result🖤I'll see you again at the weekend for the special reel🖤Relized with @girben_Sketchbook LineartMarker Set A#spiderman #starrynight #stanlee #vangogh #marvel #marvelcomics #marvelstudios #spiderverse #crossover #comicbooks #withgreatpowercomesgreatresponsibility #theamazingspiderman #amazingspiderman #tobeymaguire #peterparker #girben #friendlyneighborhoodspiderman #vincentvangogh #painting #artist #vangoghart #vangoghmuseum #vangoghexperience #inktober52 #inktoberyearlong #inkart #inkartist #inkart by @ink.artdesign

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"Embrace your dreams, and whatever happens, protect your honor." There is a quote from Final Fantasy VII that has stayed with me for years, and in many ways, it reflects how I approach art.Every illustration begins with a dream, fueled by passion and countless hours spent improving, even when the goal felt far away.Today, that journey reaches another incredible milestone: 7,000 people have chosen to follow my artistic path.But this milestone isn't mine alone.Every like, every comment, every message, and every collaboration has encouraged me to keep believing in what I do.Thank you to those who joined recently, to those who have been here since the very beginning, to everyone who always leaves a kind word, and to those who quietly look forward to my next drawing.Embrace your dreams...i won't forget..I will continue to embrace my dreams, and I hope you'll embrace yours as well.Your friendly neighborhood Ink, always. 🖤Realized with @girben_ #7k #finalfantasy #girben #procreate #ink by @ink.artdesign

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"The jump stopped halfway.For the first time, the portal didn't open into another world. It opened onto a screen.Among icons floating like tiny planets, Seppia found folders filled with dimensional maps, notes about Cattle-Fish, and sketches of places he had already visited... and others he had yet to reach.Then one folder began to flicker.INKNOWN USER.-Strange... it almost looks misspelled.-The letters trembled, but the error remained.For the first time, Seppia felt as if someone was watching him. Not an enemy. Not someone from that world. But someone who had witnessed every fall, every jump, every universe he had crossed.-You're there... aren't you?-No answer came.And yet... he smiled.He sat in the middle of that strange desktop, hugging his brush-sword.Only then did he notice a small spiral portal pulsing quietly among the icons.-I knew you wouldn't leave me here.-Before stepping through it, he turned back one last time.-Whether you're just a glitch... or something more... I hope we'll meet someday. Well... thank you. I think I'll call you... Ink.-The desktop became still again, as if nothing had ever happened.From that day on, every time Seppia crossed into a new universe, a small part of him wondered if someone was truly telling his story.Connection lost... until the next story.But somewhere, beyond that screen... someone had smiled along with him.Even if, because of a simple system error... Seppia would never know."Here I am! 🦑🖌️📂🖥️🛜For this amazing collaboration created by @unwanted_plaguedoc I decided to tell a different kind of jump for our beloved Seppia.Because of a mysterious twist of fate(?) his portal doesn't open into another world, but onto a futuristic future funk desktop filled with clues that seem to tell the story of him, his journey, and his bond with CattleFish.But who is the mysterious presence watching over him from the shadows and lending him a hand when he needs it most?Did you figure out who it is?Frutiger Aero - @unwanted_plaguedocFuture Funk - @ink.artdesignSteampunk - @soul_artcher Cyberpunk - @xmakaraart Retro Futurism - @prims_043 Weirdcore - @fadartworkpage #seppiainthemultiverse by @ink.artdesign

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"Stephanie remained still.At first, she thought Leonick was simply staring out the window, the way he often did whenever his thoughts wandered. Then she felt a gentle weight brush against her shoulder.Him.He had lowered his head just enough to rest it against her.It was such an unusual gesture that she almost held her breath.Leonick had always been the one who walked ahead, the one who faced every storm without looking back, the one who clenched his fists instead of reaching for comfort. Even when he was exhausted, he never let it show.And yet, that evening...The corners of his lips softened into the faintest, most tender expression, almost shy, as though even he wasn't used to allowing himself a moment like this.-Don't say anything..."-he murmured, his eyes half-closed.Stephanie smiled.-I didn't say a word.--Exactly.-She let out a quiet laugh.It was hard to believe that the same trainer who could challenge Gym Leaders without hesitation now seemed so vulnerable because of such a simple gesture.She gently ran her fingers through his dark hair, brushing aside the unruly bangs that always fell over his eyes.Leonick didn't protest.Instead, he closed his eyes a little more, letting out a soft sigh that nearly disappeared beneath the sound of the wind.In that moment, Stephanie realized this wasn't just the rest of a Pokémon Trainer.It was the rest of a man who, for once, had found a place where he didn't have to prove anything.Not his strength.Not his courage.Not his determination.Just himself.She kept stroking his hair, careful not to disturb that fragile moment.Because she knew that by morning Leonick would put on his usual composed expression, his confident posture, and his steady voice once again.But that tiny, tender smile, hidden between her shoulder and his face, would belong to them alone.The sweetest secret of a man who had learned to trust one person enough to let his guard down, if only for a few precious minutes."#pokemon #couple #tonedtanpaper #girben #artezaRealized with @girben_ & @artezaofficialI found this beautiful reference, and it inspired me🦁🐿️Best wishes Little finger 🖤@art_comics_official by @ink.artdesign

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"The aurora borealis set the sky ablaze with emerald and amethyst.Beneath its otherworldly light, even blood seemed to shimmer.Legends say the aurora borealis is alive.That it watches.That it remembers.That night, it was watching only one woman.Aurora stood perfectly still, her chest rising and falling in slow, measured breaths.The katana hanging at her side reflected the colors of the sky, its blade streaked with emerald and violet, as though even the steel had chosen to wear the aurora.Before her stood six Dragons. Six fangs pointed in her direction. Six men convinced that numbers could make up for the difference.She slowly raised her free hand.Her fingers opened toward the heavens, brushing the light of the aurora as if she wished to feel its icy touch.-Look closely...-she whispered, her voice barely more than a breath.No one understood who those words were meant for.The men before her.The gods.Or the aurora itself.The Dragons failed to grasp the meaning of that gesture.They believed she was trying to intimidate them.In truth......she was offering them one last chance to return home.Her fingers slowly closed.Her foot sank into the snow.The mountain trembled.And the first Dragon to realize he had made a mistake......never lived to see the second strike of her fang."#aurora_borealis #viking #tonedtanpaper #arteza #girben Realized with @girben_ & @artezaofficial Ref used. by @ink.artdesign

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"The ruins had witnessed kings fall, empires crumble, and dragons fade into legend.The flames cast their light across the timeworn steps as the moon silently watched over two children of dragons, born of worlds that were never meant to meet.Then the sky split apart.Without a sound.There were no portals.No spells.Only two universes that, for the span of a single breath, ceased to ignore one another.Ashardalon was the first to arrive.Before him stretched ancient ruins unlike any he had ever seen, yet they stirred a strange sense of familiarity within him.Then he felt it.A presence.He slowly turned his head.Seated upon the ancient staircase was another being who, at that very same moment, had made the exact same gesture.Their eyes met.Neither reached for a weapon.Neither took a step back.-What... are you?-Ashardalon did not answer at once.He was searching for the very same answer.-I don't know.-The words escaped more honestly than he intended.-I only know that...-His gaze never left the stranger before him.-...when I look at you, a part of me recognizes you.-Carzon lowered his eyes for a brief moment before a faint smile crossed his face.-I feel the same.-The wind swept through the forgotten ruins.-In my world...- Carzon said softly, "...there is no one like you.""And in mine..."Ashardalon replied with the same quiet certainty,-...there is no one like you either.-A long silence followed.Then Carzon stepped forward, placing two fingers over his chest.-And yet...-He paused.-Whatever we are...-Ashardalon finished the sentence without hesitation.-...we are not alone.-The wind carried their words away.But neither of the dragon-born would ever forget them."Here i am 🐲🔥This is my entry for my dear friend @draken 's DTIYS! I decided to focus mainly on Carzon, as he was one of his characters I hadn't had the chance to redraw yet. With this illustration, I finally brought to life an idea that, as he already knows, I've had in mind for a very long time: a meeting between our two dragons, Carzon and Ashardalon. I hope you all enjoy the final result as much as I enjoyed creating it! 🐉🔥#heartsoficedtiys #girben by @ink.artdesign

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"In brightest day, in blackest night,No evil shall escape my sight.Let those who worship evil's might,Beware my power... Green Lantern's light!"#greenlantern #dccomics #tonedtanpaper #procreate #girben Realized with @girben_ @artezaofficial Effects with @procreate by @ink.artdesign

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"The rainbow had not disappeared. It had simply taken refuge among the stars."#rainbow #aurora_borealis #tonedtanpaper #uniposca #procreate Realized with @girben_ @artezaofficial & @poscadanmark by @ink.artdesign

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"The Magician is the card of potential, willpower, and the ability to turn an idea into reality. He is the one who possesses the tools needed to act upon the world and shape his destiny through knowledge, ingenuity, and determination. Peter Parker follows this exact path: he does not simply receive a power, but understands it, studies it, and develops it, transforming it into something useful for others.In the traditional imagery of The Magician, the table displays the tools associated with the four elements and the Tarot suits, symbols of human abilities and the forces that an individual can learn to master. I wanted to preserve these references in this reinterpretation by integrating them into Spider-Man’s universe. The laboratory takes the place of the esoteric altar, while formulas, blueprints, scientific notes, and inventions replace the traditional magical tools. Science thus becomes his form of alchemy.The infinity symbol above his head has also been preserved, as it represents one of the deepest qualities shared by both The Magician and Peter Parker: limitless potential.Even the gesture of his hand recalls the classic iconography of The Magician: one hand pointing upward and the other downward, as if to say, “As above, so below.”Spider-Man embodies this duality perfectly.Peter Parker and Spider-Man.An ordinary man and a symbol.Fragility and responsibility.The Magician is also the Arcana of beginnings.He represents the first conscious step after the chaos of The Fool.And Peter, after the spider bite, undergoes that very transformation: he ceases to be merely a brilliant young man and becomes someone capable of changing the fate of others.For this reason, Peter Parker is not simply a superhero in this card.He is a modern alchemist, suspended between science and sacrifice.A young man who, instead of casting spells through ancient formulas, weaves webs as though they were threads of destiny.Like The Magician, Peter Parker demonstrates that true power does not lie in the gifts we receive, but in our ability to choose how to use them."#spiderman #tarots #themagician #stanlee #procreate by @ink.artdesign

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"Elara Grandíne had always possessed something unnatural in her eyes.Not in the dark way the elders of the house whispered about through the corridors, no.It was worse.She looked at the world as if she already knew it would end.She had begun experiencing strange premonitions weeks before her death.Small things.Details everyone else ignored.Candles extinguishing the moment she entered a room. Green reflections appearing in the mirrors of the Grandíne estate.She barely spoke about it to anyone.Only once had she mentioned it to Lucièn.“Have you ever felt…” she whispered softly, wrapping the Slytherin cloak tighter around herself, “…like something is waiting for you?”Lucièn had smiled faintly, assuming it was one of her usual melancholic fantasies.But Elara had remained silent.Because she truly felt that presence.The worst night came during a storm.She woke suddenly after dreaming of a gigantic serpent made of green light. It did not feel like a normal dream. It felt more like… a memory of something that had not happened yet.Barefoot, she wandered through the dark corridors of the Grandíne estate until she reached the old underground library door.A faint green glow seeped from within.And at the center of the table…a ring.She barely brushed the metal with the tips of her fingers, and the world shattered for a second.She saw green eyes filled with tears.She saw Lucièn screaming something.She saw herself falling.Then the hiss slithered through her mind.“Every heir pays their tribute.”Elara recoiled sharply, breathing unevenly.Frightened, she quickly left the library without telling anyone what she had seen.Not even Lucièn.But from that night onward, something inside her changed.Slowly, she stopped speaking about the future.She still smiled, of course.But sometimes she looked at her brother with an inexplicable sadness, like someone who already knows they are going to leave another person behind.And some nights she would clutch the bedsheets tightly in her hands, trying to ignore the terrible thought that kept returning to her mind.Not the fear of dying.But the fear that after her death…something would still continue calling her."#oc by @ink.artdesign

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"Long before Asgard carved Thor’s name into the sagas, there was another warrior reckless enough to challenge the World Serpent.The chronicles of the North tell that Noyan was not born on an ordinary night.When he came into the world, the sea withdrew from the shores for a few brief moments, as if even the ocean feared what had arrived.Everything changed during the Expedition of the Nine Storms.His ship crossed forbidden waters, a stretch of sea no compass could read.When the monster rose from the abyss, the sky erupted in blue lightning.The waves towered like mountains.Yet Noyan stood unmoving upon the deck, his cloak raging in the storm, his eyes burning with the same light as the thunder above.-Finally…- he whispered.-An enemy worthy of being remembered.-Legends say that Noyan managed to wound the World Serpent itself, tearing apart one of the scales near its left eye. A scar that, centuries later, Thor would notice during their final battle without ever learning its origin.But facing a creature destined for Ragnarök comes with a price.When the storm finally faded, nothing remained of Noyan.No body.No ship.Only the silent sea.And Odin, staring toward the horizon, spoke words no one would ever dare carve into runes:-If that man had been born in Asgard… even fate itself would have feared him.-” #noyandtiys #oc #thor #jormungandr #inkHere i am🔨⚡This Is my entry for @velura Dtiys and this Is my Noyan versioneHope you like this crossover ⚡Realized with @girben_ & @artezaofficial Effects with @procreate by @ink.artdesign

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