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#artblock please go away
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i wanna draw but i cant i wanna draw but i cant i wanna draw but i cant
I WANNA DRAW BUT I C A N T
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mysandwichranaway · 9 months
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quick qi rong warmup. Honestly it was just a matter of time until i got obsessed with chinese media. I am so insane about detailed clothes and long hair and crazy men that i'm honestly impressed i didn't get sucked into it sooner
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zenyuumi · 1 year
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( Twirls my hair ) haha hi :3 my reqs r open :3 :3
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psychomuffin · 1 year
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Kinda have artblock atm-- so have some transformers doodles
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puggybut · 1 year
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hello people of tumblr guess what
after 3 years of basically non stop drawing
artblock has decided to show up. now. oh welp guess I’ll just wait
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falling-star-cygnus · 2 months
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Heard you’re suffering artblock and want requests so uhhhh—
Alastor helping Lucifer with molting season?
i love you for this, dewflake :0
uhhh, i wrote this and then reread your ask and only just now realized it says art block and not writers block... hope you don't mind?
your pfp tho oml <3
{Alastor sneezes.}
{The feather that had drifted past his nose, tauntingly red, marks for the third occasion he's had to bat one of those blasted things away. Once he could dismiss as an accident, two an unfortunate coincidence, but three?}
{Why, it was practically a challenge!}
{Though... admittedly a messy one. Not to mention sloppy. You didn't see Alastor leaving the velvet from his antlers everywhere, now did you?}
{...that wasn't a bad idea actually. Not everywhere, of course, the Radio Demon had class. But maybe a hearty covering over a certain king of hell's pillow would be enough of a deterrent.}
{Why was Lucifer leaving his feathers everywhere? It was hardly his usual go-to for irritating the deer demon. Before he could dwell too long, however, a familiar chipper voice breaks into his thought process.}
"Oh! Alastor!"
{Charlie, he notes. She's carrying a stack of boxes that's leaning just a little too far forward for comfort and Alastor can't help but use his microphone to tilt them back into her hands properly.}
{Purely so it wouldn't fall on him, of course. Not because he didn't want the princess to hurt herself. That would've made excellent entertainment if he was standing maybe a foot to the left. That's what he'll tell anyone that asks. Until it's true}
"Ack- thanks, Al!" "No problem at all, my dear Charlie. May I ask why you're carrying such a heavy load? With no help for that matter."
{Alastor would've thought her little girlfriend would've leapt at the chance to help. Especially considering he could tell she still carried the guilt of keeping what she truly was a secret.}
"It's no worries! Juuust busy somethings around in storage. Oh, oh! Actually- do you mind checking on my dad?"
{The Radio Demon tilts his head to the side, wondering why in high hell the darling princess thought that that was a good idea. He goes to say as much when-}
"Please, Al? For me?"
{He chokes on static. Somehow, Charlie had managed to peek over her stack of luggage and flash the most horrendous pair of puppy dog- ugh dogs- pair of doe eyes at him}
{It's shameful how fast it works.}
"...obey the five-foot rule." "Yay! Oh, I could hug you right now!" "Do not."
{Charlie giggles, hefting her haul back into the crook of her arm with a nod}
"I would go myself, but this could be a good bonding opportunity for you two! He always gets like this this time of year..." "Oh? And here I thought he was a hermit year round, hahah!"
{Alastor doesn't stick around to see her expression.}
{Unsurprisingly, the feathers become a more and more common occurrence the closer he gets to Lucifer's gaudy apple tower. He'll have to loose Niffty in here sometime soon...}
{The deer half-debates just leaving, the king of hell is more then old enough to take care of himself. But- no, he gave Charlie his word. Not directly, there was nothing making him do this actually. So why does he want to...?}
{Alastor knocks}
"Huh- Uh.. who is it?"
{The door is opening before he can answer.}
"Now, now, your highness, you didn't even let me introduce myself!" "Ughh, what do you want, Alastor?"
{There's something itching at the back of his brain at the sight of Lucifer's unkempt wings. The way the feathers puffed and clumped up in some places, the ceiling high piles of red and white... hm.}
{He invites himself in}
"Wh- hey!" "Our dear Charlie sent me over, of course! Something about your current issue being a yearly problem?"
{It's highly amusing to watch Lucifer waffle around for an answer, starting one sentence just to abandon it for an accusation. It almost makes him laugh as he watches over his shoulder. It's only after a minute of watching that he realizes the king is shirtless.}
{The final piece clicks into place.}
"Oh, I see. You're molting, aren't you?" "How did you-" "I suppose this goes to show even the most powerful of beings have their troubles, hm?" "So you admit I'm stronger then you!"
{Alastor's eye twitches}
"You mean you were doubting it?"
{Lucifer scowls}
{The micro king of hell manages to keep the staring contest going for about 10 seconds before throwing his hands up to viciously scratch at one of wings. The rough movement has the deer cringing and smoothing himself out before Lucifer rounds on him again.}
"Can I help you?" "On the contrary, maybe I can help you."
{His royal shortness barely has time to blink before Alastor is shadow slinking behind him.}
{The Radio Demon shoves at his shoulder until the little king is face down on his bed and ignores whatever noises of protest he manages to make at the sudden treatment.}
"What are you doing- oh. Oh, that feels nice."
{Alastor had sunk his nails into the clump of loose feathers closest to the middle of Lucifer's back and begun to gently scritch at the muscle underneath it; effectively, the feathers ready to fall were taken care of.}
{It feels like hours later of this rinse and dry process before the purring King speaks up}
"You're good at this... you done this for that bartender of yours or something?" "HAH- no."
{The deer contemplates leaving it at that, keeping whatever this calm air is between them going and stable and safe. He's not sure why he doesn't.}
"My ma- my mother used to look after the ducks that came by the pond."
{If Lucifer notices the correction, he doesn't say anything. No, he stays quiet as Alastor dusts his loose feathers into an idle pile.}
"She taught me how to do it." "...she sounds nice."
{The Radio Demon hums, a familiar song drifting through his microphone. He vaguely remembers it as something that would play in the kitchen all those years ago. Hm... didn't his maman say that molting fowl needed more protein? Perhaps then he'll make jambalaya for dinner tonight. Just in case.}
"...she was."
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bitciziad · 9 months
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greasy oiled up bbg || blood CW!
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omfg genuinely this is so embarrassing it completely slipped my mind to add a content warning or another version without blood yall please ignore me LMFAOOO this is what i mean by i’m new to tumblr so expect more clueless moments like this next time AHAHHA
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(TYSM @/lewditydegreeblog for adding that one tag in your reblog, i knew i was missing something but i got that gold fish brain)
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okay we’re back- the bloody clothes have no context whatsoever i just thought it looked cool cuz i love apocalyptic vibes and i’ll admit, kylar 100% is prepared for it. like a roach. you can’t get rid of him and neither will zombies or aliens or viruses. he has a million hunting knives, pockets galore, literally makes chemical weapons. he better learn to stitch his pants back together though.
ANYWAY BACK WITH MORE KYLARRR, thank y’all sm for the reactions to my last post on him!! i appreciate it a lot holy shit y’all are great and the tags ?? love y’all LMFAO so here’s more as a thanks <3
i got a funny idea for that papa roach thing btw i’ll probably post it later if i can actually do anatomy but yknow that dramatic cliche pose of someone on their knees ripping open their jacket ?? yeah
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he’s so cute love u kylar when you’re not trying to stalk ppl (i avoided him for like three months in game time after the halloween event cuz my pc went with whitney IMSORRY)
also you cannot convince me otherwise that the local alley cats don’t absolutely DESPISE his ass, especially in the residential district, those stray alley cats beat kylar’s ass like it’s ON SIGHT any time he tries jumping the gate to and from the orphanage. they got a mark out for him, can smell his garlic ass a mile away. he scrambles, the cats are bailey’s unemployed thugs atp, doing that bastard a favor. idk how to draw cats
ironically except for whitney probably like no wonder why that idiot just hangs out in the alleyways 24/7. doesn’t even love cats he’s just that type of fucker that animals like but who’s he to complain if the random town cats also have a weird funny vendetta against kylar. love you whitney muah, and yes the whitney addition is 100% inspired by one of truthful_lier’s headcanons for whitney on Ao3!! animal magnet tbh i see the vision and i AGREE.
tbh besides the fact it’s just funny as fuck for random alley cats to hiss at kylar and chase him away or scratch him (would be just another reason why he always has scratches on his hands and face too), animals sensing the paranormal or something probably has something to do with it.
like even the animals probably think he’s a garlic smelling weirdo with some “off” vibe that just REEKS of supernatural remnants (his parents ofc) that makes the hair on the back of your neck prickle cuz it’s just an uncomfortable, foreboding feeling that’s just off.
jkjk he’s just getting punked by stray cats for no reason whatsoever. he gets bullied at school and now by the local stray litter shitters just for the hell of it. no context no reason it’s just on sight.
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also here’s close ups cuz idk if tumblr ruins quality or not but yeah here’s this sopping wet cat of a guy. ALSO HEAR ME OUT PLEASE- the eye shaped gauges ??? you see where i’m going with this right RIGHT
also pls ignore it if you see me edit the tags they were off center and it bothered me LMFAOO but anyway my interpretation is 100% inspired by yall <3 i love this greasy little rat mf cant believe a p0rn game cured my artblock but idc i love it
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Au request: Just all the bois with longer hair?!
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this was so surprisingly fun to draw.... omg... maybe,,, artblock going away again,,,,, PLEASE
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gazoline6725 · 9 months
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CW // GORE
I had to force myself to draw something cuz this artblock I'm having is miserable. I am actually really happy with how this came out. Experimented with a new set of brushes too. Ignore the fact that Irken's prolly don't bleed like this. Also I just really love drawing duty mode GIR.
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EDITED TEXT UNDER THE CUT (9.27.23)
edit: im seeing z*dr's (esp n*fw blog ones) interacting with this cuz a blog I blocked for this very thing reblogged this. Please go away z*dr's you're not welcome on my blog whatsoever 💔 :o)
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magnificentmicrowave · 7 months
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Okay genuine question now, but how do you handle stress and pressure whenever you're stuck with a drawing? Like what do you do when a specific part of it looks irregular, an no matter what you do it'll always look off or bad? I have this problem while drawing eyes, and sometimes it works on a simple angle, and other times they just look inhuman, and terrible, and no matter how many times I redraw them it keeps getting worse. Also, here's your egg girl smoking the fattest dooby, since I blew your ask box with that boob question, sorry!
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HOOOOLY FUCK she's absolutely schpuffin on that shit. thank you anyway this is a really good question and something i feel very strongly about. here is where i will go on a rant
in general when people are giving art advice, it's easy to hyperfocus on the technical aspects of improvement, but i think it is just as pertinent if not moreso to put an emphasis on improving your mental as far as art is concerned. i had artblock that lasted far too long, and lost years of potential art progress just because my mental towards art was just completely wrong. you NEEEEEED to enjoy and want to do what you're doing or else you'll start associating the act of art with all those bad feelings. self-discipline is also important to an extent, but anyway
with all that being said, concerning your specific problem i think there are a couple main pointers that i think more people starting out in art should know: frustration and lack of confidence in your lines comes from lack of understanding. when you are struggling to define or place lines in the right place, all that means is you lack the right resources in your mental library to recreate those details in your art. polishing a turd, no matter what you do, will only get you a shiny turd!! to that end, use references, so that your art can have a solid skeleton based in reality for you to build on. for the love of GOD please use references. sometimes i'll overlay an image and trace it just so i can get a good idea of how the limbs are working in space. as a quick example:
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i'm not going to go all in on this specific process, but my point is: don't feel ashamed to use references, trace to learn, or use whatever tools at your disposal you may have. not everyone can be kim jung gi and have an insanely large mental library, so don't feel bad about not being able to draw your art 100% from memory. when you're drawing the same line over and over you're practically gambling points of your own sanity away in the hopes that the right lines will magically appear. sometimes you just gotta step away and take a mental reset, or trash the piece altogether. that's another thing, don't be too attached to every little doodle you make, not every piece you work on is supposed to be a new magnum opus.
this was more philosophical than technical advice but hope this helps :) i don't want anyone else to go thru the years of artblock that i did bashing my head against the mental wall that i was. take things at your own pace and, most importantly, enjoy what ya doin,
tl;dr: frustration comes from lack of understanding, use more refs, don't feel bad about trashing WIPs
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nrdmssgs · 5 months
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Artblock
Masterlist Hurt/comfort Pairing: Alex KellerXReader A little something, I'd like to dedicate to all the beautiful souls, suffering from the art block. It will pass.
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"This is a crap." Another sheet of paper is getting ripped apart right before his eyes. Alex witnessed soldiers getting severe wounds, he still remembers seeing his own body changed by war forever.
But this hits harder.
You hating everything, that made you smile just yesterday, destroying hours, days even weeks of a hard work. Alex would prefer, if you took it out on him. Slap him in the face, scream, start a fight, anything! Just don't hurt, what he loves the most - yourself.
"Useless pile of shit. I just waste paint, paper, time and air!" Alex feels, as if something inside him curled up in a lump. He needs to stop this at any cost. Stop this, before you get to...
"Fucking waste of space!" He loves this work of yours with all his heart. Because to him, it screams your name. It is your voice, your eyes, your beautiful mind. And you destroy it.
Alex knows, it's better to give you space and time. This fire will eventually burn out, it will get better at some point. But he can't help it. When anybody hurts you, even if it is you yourself - his body reacts automatic. He scoops you up and drags you as far from your works, as it is possible.
"Listen to me, please! You are not happy with your works, I get it. You have every right to feel so. I just can't watch it, as you are hurting, and do nothing!" He presses his lips against your forehead, not caring for keeping 'friendly distance'. To hell all the formalities, when you feel that bad. Alex has to drag you away from this place, that only feeds your self-frustration.
"Let's go away, just leave this place for a while, please. Let me take you anywhere, where you won't think about your paintings for one evening, please! You need a break. Let me help!" He doesn't care anymore, how it looks from afar. A friend can carry a friend out of their atelier, hugging them so desperately as if their life depended on that.
He will do anything to shift your attention from the aching wound, that your workplace turned into. Alex will talk to you, whisper, beg, joke, lull. There is no point, at which he would stop, not a line, he won't cross, if he feels like it could help. He will reveal the most sacred secrets, he will surrender, confess. He will forget, how to breathe, sink on his knees before you. Alex will lose the sight of everything around. He will kiss your palms, that brought so much beauty to this world. Again and again, he will worship every finger, that dances around your canvas.
He won't fall asleep this night, not until he's sure, you're finally in peace.
The next time you see that last work, you destroyed that evening before him, it won't be on paper anymore - it will be on his skin. Right on the chest, where you find comfort and solace.
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phobia-sweets · 1 year
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Request: "OKAY I JUST SAW YOu put arkhamverse jervis on your requests and omg- i'm sorry it's only been a few minutes since you did and now here's a req for him-
♡ 22 “Can I take a picture of you?” with arkhamverse jervis please? maybe reader likes taking pictures of people they find interesting, so they can draw them later on? have a great day/night!"
I LOVED THE ENTHUSIASM ON THIS REQUEST SO MUCH---
I was very,,, indecisive with this. I had a lot of ideas, and settling with something was hard and it turned into a mess lmao. I'm not very proud of this, but hey, i did my best and i had fun writing this!
Arkhamverse! Mad hatter x reader
Warnings / Notes: I CANNOT RHYME FOR THE LIFE OF ME, i didnt know how to end this properly so i hope this is good enough, this is my first time writing arkhamverse jervis so i hope its not ooc, not proofread
When artblock hits, what’s the best way to get rid of it? Well, there’s a lot of ways, but you decided traveling was the way to go. Not far, mind you, just the next city over - Gotham. Sure, Gotham might be dangerous and corrupt, but it was full of interesting people. You weren’t too familiar with the villains and their shticks, but you knew to be careful, just in case something did happen. What did your friend tell you to do? Ah, yes. “Don’t draw too much attention to yourself” and “Don’t make friends with strangers.”
And so, Here you were in the middle of amusement mile, alone, people watching in hopes of inspiration. So far, it had not been successful. Sure, some people had great outfits, the amusement park would've made for a great landscape but... it just didn't feel right. You needed something… more. Something that piqued your interest. Something unique.
That's when you spotted... is that a top hat? It was a man! Wearing something thay could've been described as something straight out of a story. Maybe not a fairytale - the colours were too dark for that, but a story nonetheless. Your eyes were practically glued to him as he walked past the colourful booths full of cotton candy and popcorn. Before you knew it, you were up from the bench with your bag, slowly walking towards him as he was stood outside a small confectionery.
Then you stopped. “What am I doing?”, you thought, gaze still glued to the man. If your friend saw you right now, they’d probably be dragging you out for even thinking of conversing with the man. But then again, They’re not here, are they? What is stopping you? Nothing. Except, well, the fact that when you saw his face, you swore you’d seen him somewhere. Maybe he was a vill-
You brushed off that thought, Because, well, what’s the chance of you running into a villain right now? Zero. Nada. You breathed in the cold autumn air, and walked towards the man. You lightly tapped his shoulder, making him turn around to face you. "Hey, can i take a picture of you?” You managed to ask, hand tightly gripping your phone. Before he managed to answer, you started explaining yourself. “I’m an artist and I… like drawing people that I find interesting. And you- well- you stood out, and wanted to draw you…” your hesitance quickly faded away as his hands clasped together and he practically beamed at you.
“Oh dear, How frabjous! It truly would be an honour to be your muse, Rabbit.” He slightly bowed, and you finally noticed the ‘10/6’ slip on his hat. Clever. The mad hatter.
The mad hatter.
Oh.
You swore you’ve heard that name going around a few times the past few hours, and.. this is the guy they’ve been talking about? He didn’t seem all that dangerous. If anything, he seemed sweet.
“Ah, thank you, I suppose-- Let’s go somewhere with better lighting, yes? It’ll be easier to see the details of your clothes that way.” You suggested, walking towards the merry-go-round, which happened to be the place with the most… decent lighting in the place. You took your pictures, and he was very talkative. You noticed he spoke in rhymes a lot, which was sort of… precious, in a way. Your photo session was interrupted by your phone ringing loudly due to your friend calling. You excused yourself quickly with a “Sorry, I gotta take this. Thank you for helping me!” And walking away. Honestly, your friend would’ve probably punched you for the stuff you pulled, but hey, you got your inspiration. You stopped by the ferris wheel, talking with them. They were just worried about you – You were in Gotham, alone, after all. You somehow managed to convince them that, no, you had not been kidnapped into a riddle-filled death trap or had your back broken, momentarily easing their worries. Once done, you put your phone back in your pocket, Turning around and meeting the hatter’s gaze, making you jump.
“Oh my god, you scared me.” You sighed, holding your hand to your chest. This made his expression turn into one of worry, as he apologised,
“Apologies, apologies, dear rabbit! I just wish to know, Would you care to join me for tea?”
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dreambones · 3 months
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how do you sleep at night knowing you might get art block the next day? /j
Anon first of I want you to please appreciate how threatening this ask looked in my notifs 😂
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I know it’s marked as a j joke ask but I think it is also a very valid question (plus I use joke all the time to deal with serious topics, that’s the mexican way).
After drawing all my life, I’ve woken up a hundred of times art blocked, and the great thing I’ve found out is that eventually it goes away.
Sure it’s not like magic, a lot of time stress, irl stuff, and how am I emotionally affects how fast can I go back, but I’ve also learned to push myself past the artblock. Drawing something I’ve never done, drawing even if I hate how it looks, playing with colors, drawing something I havent drawn in a long time, and the less I think about the art block itself, the sooner I realize at some point that it’s gone.
Honest I think I fight more with not liking my art style and how I draw than art block itself.
Artblock is scary, but I’ve always managed to get up again! So when I’m artblock I know it will be ok eventually again :D
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kibu-me · 11 months
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obey me (especially with nb) tries to shy away from any biblical implications but they can pry "devildom = hell" and "lucifer's father is capital g God" from my COLD, DEAD HANDS.
the stakes get so much higher and more dramatic when you go the more religious route. the lore/backstory activates my "fight god and upend hell" instincts SO HARD. i packed the religious baggage up and now i write my silly sexy demon fanfictions with it.
anyways i did study abroad for a semester myself and DANG going to another country for RESEARCH??? what an absolute champion, you are so powerful, i've really struggled with being creative and doing work, but you are producing whole ass gorgeous comics?? with such heavy dramatic impact and beats??
also just as an aside that comic got me excited to write about obey me again. i have ALWAYS had a fascination with that aspect of dia and luci's relationship and it!! JUST!! HAS ME!!! SHOOK!! MOTIVATED! SALIVATING!!! dia has always had this potential and it's always so interesting to think about!!
sdfhgkldhg apologies to spam you or anything, it's extremely slow at work so i'm just super chatty. good luck to you!!! you keep slaying, creatively or research wise!!!!
NO NO please don't worry I'm actually very chatty myself too so I get excited when I receive this sort of asks
I understand that they want to keep it secular to reach out to as many players as possible who don't necessarily know about Demonology (I myself am no expert) and because in the end it's a cute gacha dating sim (which is perfectly fine), but I do enjoy doing adding my darker/angstier twist to it because I love portraying complicated/heavy emotions so...
Haha thank you again! You're also very brave for going abroad and trying to keep your creativity flowing while working! I totally understand the struggle, last year I had a huge artblock and couldn't get to draw anything at all for a while 😭😭 Now that I'm more used to the (insane) PhD work pace, I try to save some time to focus on my hobbies! I've been writing a lot too and fortunately my PhD gives me lots of inspiration to create new stuff. I don't know if it will work for you, but listening to music and creating playlists also helps a lot when I want to get inspired (I have this "Diavolo's Bad Ending" playlist I listen to whenever I want to get in the mood lfmao)
I'm very happy that you want to write again! I know how hard it can be, but there's always time for everything and especially for yourself, and your creativity is a very important part of who you are as an artist/writer/etc so let's try to give it the space it deserves!! (this is mostly a reminder to myself haha)
Thank you again for your kind words! Good luck to you and you keep slaying too! 🥰🥰🥰
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gaecactae · 2 years
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i know it’s the least expectable thing from me but lemme excuse myself a little
my May was absolutely horrible and for almost three weeks I was literally just. Ripped out from the reality I lived in before; long story short, I suddenly had to finish the diploma! A document written solemnly by me myself and I. It was supposed to be about 50 pages long (A4), 12px Times New Roman and a huge number of sources (preferably books but who cares honestly) - that’s basically the way to finish the university in my country.
IT WAS VERY BAD HAHAHA I woke up at 8 am and usually finished working at night; doing nothing else but writing. Writing, writing, writing, just constant work. TELL YOU WHAT I actually managed to do it in those three weeks, but the stress absolutely drained me completely - hell, my gel nails dropped off from the drop of vitamins and pure stress. Yeah, happens right? It’s fine though because nature is healing right now, and so am I!
I’m actually feeling weird as hell, because I have a constant feeling of. Something hanging over my head you know? Like I’m supposed to do something when I’m just, pretty much free! But it surely will go away soon - I’m trying to get back to drawing and surprisingly it’s not that easy, as the last time was nothing but just deep artblock. LIKE IMAGINE you have a talent and when you think “hey this will be my stress relief when I need it” TALENT JUST GOES ✌🏼 and you’re not able to hold a stylus for the following weeks, WILD ISNT THAT
so yeah, anyway. When I said I wanna continue DSMP x Slime Rancher au, I definitely meant it - I just need some ideas. And I wanna try something new, too. Specifically, with Bugsnax, because I’m just. God, I’m fixating over it so much - I love this game. And I wanna share it with you!
So I hope you stick along - I will be incredibly pleased if you will :)
I don’t usually show myself in the internet, but this time I wanna make an exception because. Why not! I feel like I never showed myself to you and well, I just wanna share my immaculate happiness! My friend took the photo when we went to our university to complete the documentation and give them the printed versions of our diplomas :)
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so yeah! I’ll be back, eventually. It ain’t that easy to defeat🌵
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theluckyr · 1 year
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New Routine
What day to day looks like now that there's (y/n) in HQ
Jett
Will take you to Chinatown. It's a must, no question asked and it's her treat.
Whether it’s for just a casual walk or eating out at one of k-bbq places, she wouldn't mind at all.
After she done training, immediately she ran to you.
"Did you see what I did there?"
"Yep, that was amazing
Always makes sure to put her knives and firearms away when talking to you. Because she's really afraid that you might get hurt.
Surprise her with a pillow fort and movies after a long day of work, her fatigue would go away.
Viper
You're now her assistant. Whenever she needs a pair of hands or second opinion, she always ask you.
She enjoys your presence, because every day she deals with just chaos on top of chaos from sage trying to keep up with Jett who has low Hp, Skye accidentally blind her sight, to Kay/o just being his own self. So whenever you're around she feels calm.
Really likes listening to your ramblings about anything while drinking her cup of coffee.
You can talk for hours about bugs or dinosaurs in her lab and she would reply "Oh, I never knew they would do that. Care to elaborate?"
Because of this, she will give you a replica of your favorite moth or dinosaur's fossil as a present.
Chamber
Well, this man is quite the character.
Seeing you idling around the HQ, really made him more motivated with his work and not having artblock very often.
To him, your voice was like a sweet melody and he could never get enough of it. So it’s not a surprise for you two to have some late night talks with a glass of wine or sparkling cider (he’ll cater to your preferences, no worries).
Occasionally, he would listen to your conversation so he’ll know what to get for you.
(Y/n) : *sigh heavily* I failed….
Raze : What’s wrong?
Neon : There’s a bakery around the HQ and they’re famous for their fresh pastries. Whenever (Y/n) pays a visit, it already sold out
(Y/n) : Freshly baked croissants dipped in hot coffee would be perfect for this evening. Alright then I’ll set my alarm early tonight. Hope i’ll be there before the store open
KJ : That’s the spirit! I’ll convince brim if we can borrow his jeep tomorrow.
But alas, you woke up late and just right when you’re about to get your jacket, you saw a pink box from the same bakery wrapped in gold ribbon with a note that says “Enjoy.”
If you have something that are bothering you, please just ask for his help. Please 🥺 financially? Emotionally? Get rid of a body? He'll do anything. Just ask, Mon Cheri.
Every bit of physical gesture you made to him, he will savor it every moment. Even as simple as dusting off the sands on his shoulders after his work in Bind or accidentally holding his hand when you handed him something.
Sova
I'm obsessed with him, ik it's a problem
This man is the definition of dreamy when you see him in person.
Because of this, you apologized to him for not mastering his lineups very well.
No worries, he understands your struggles. It’s okay <3
Instead of worrying about your past actions, why don't you enjoy the time with him, please?
(Y/n) : hey Sova
Sova : Hm?
(Y/n) : Knock knock
Sova : Who’s there?
(Y/n) : Mike Weaver
Sova : Mike Weaver who?
(Y/n) : Mike Weaver is never full
That cheesy joke really made him burst out laughing. Even everyone in the HQ never heard him laugh so happily like that.
Because of this, he really treasure that moment and if cypher try to recreate it, rest assured he would savor sova’s knuckle sandwich as his tea time snack.
Yoru
Definitely not a Tsundere, what are you talking about? (¬/////¬)
He always wants to talk with you the same way you talk with others, but his pride wouldn’t let him.
One thing that he loves hates is how you could be very nonchalant towards his actions.
One time, he did the infamous kabedon on you instead of being mesmerized, you pull him for a tight hug.
“You know, you can always ask for a hug. I wouldn’t mind at all :) “ then they walked away
The man dropped on his knees, too stunned to speak and stayed in his room for days to recover from the interactions.
But that doesn’t mean he’s giving his rivals a chance, no way.
Now whenever (y/n) taking a photo, there would be a familiar blue figure with a scowl on his face in the background.
Wouldn't admit that the hug felt really warm and (y/n) smelled really sweet yet very…. addicting.
One of the culprits of taking some of (y/n)'s perfume/cologne into a spray bottle. So whenever he is in a grumpy mood, he'll spray some on his pillow and hug it really tight, pretending that it's you.
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