#i started drawing regularly around the time I loved one piece

[mari-cherri]

does my art style still kind of look like one peice

#i started drawing regularly around the time I loved one piece #i still do but i dont draw it much anymore #but when i look at my art i feel like i still see so much one piece in it lmao

[skyeslittlecorner]

Sorry if you're neck deep in kiddie headcanons but it's too cute to pass up. Like we already got kings, but I need to see kiddie nobles. Mainly Hades because I'm weak. Making sure little Barbatos doesn't take off all of his clothes and throw them everywhere, having to chase down lil Glasy because he's trying to prank others into fight each other, or running around with scissors. And unintentional hide and seek with Foras because poor baby can't control his invisibility, and you're panicking because you think you lost him but in reality he's with you the entire time...maybe have to put a bell on him to know where he is.

AHHH THIS! I love it so much! The little ones from Hades are so chaotic and completely unintentional (apart from Glasyal, he is very intentional). But I bet Levi is a great father, after all, the whole country treats him like one.

The big brain of yours is truly amazing, from today I'm starting a kindergarten, goodbye romance interests, you are too cute as children- Just look at them!

Gehenna

All the little ones have gathered of their own in the living room, where Satan sits cross-legged in the middle of the fluffy carpet and fights with them. He's dishing out punches one after the other. Strong enough to push the kids away, but not to actually hurt them. You don't think he's ever had so much fun with his nobles! He decreed that he would be the evil king one who kidnapped the Descendant of Solomon, and now you sit on his lap while he fends off the little nobles.

Leraye and Paimon excel at scheming, having the most fun when they manage to hang onto Satan's biceps, and he tries to shake them off. Belial was smarter. He taught Jiyu how to make paper bullets and shot Satan with a slingshot, but all the bullets got stuck in his fluffy hair, so you pulled them out regularly.

Sitri is not so bold. At first, he sat huddled in the corner of the room, covering his ears with his hands. You made an exception for him and took him on your lap. The noise suddenly stops bothering him as he cuddles into your chest and leers smugly at the others. Little smartass.

The kids launching an attack quickly get tired. Only when they were scattered on the couches, snoring loudly, did Astaroth pull Zagan towards you. He put markers in your hands and demanded you to draw (or pet his little snake, as you wish). Of course, you didn't resist them, although instead of using a piece of paper, you started drawing on Satan's cheek. This couldn't end well, right? You were pinned to the floor. Who knows what happened next, because Astaroth covered Zagan's eyes, and Satan immediately threw you over his shoulder and took you to the bedroom. Kids had theit fun, now time for you.

Tartaros

You have never met such sweet and problem-free children in your life. You can take them wherever you want, to the palace, for a walk, shopping, they will always come back to you and won't go crazy like some do. Just shower them with love. Especially Eligos, who would like to stick to you and not move, just purring when you pet him and kiss him. He wrapped himself in all the ribbons he had - you had to help him with that so he wouldn't choke or trip - and now he's running from devil to devil because everyone wants to pet him. He is the total center of attention.

Bimet would love to count money, but he is so small that he doesn't really know how to count, so you have some piggy banks with you. He usually gets lost halfway through, but you managed to convince him that this means they are just bottomless and that he is infinitely rich. At first, he didn't trust you (or rather he looked at you in happy shock, because devils cannot doubt), but since Mammon supported you, he has no questions. Especially since the king gave him a basket in which to collect his own wealth, so he follows Eligos to the devils and demands payment for petting him. 

Valefor is like an older brother who takes care of them, and it is mainly thanks to him that your walk is so peaceful and pleasant. If Eli flies too far, he will bring him back by the hand. If he falls, he will pet him, calm him down and bring you to kiss his scratched leg so that it doesn't hurt. If Bimet loses a gem or two from his basket, he will show him to pick it up. He keeps turning to you and Mammon to make sure you haven't gone too far. When you praised him for being as brave and responsible as his king, he grew happy and took even better care of the boys. Mammon is really proud of them, and you can see it in his smile. You are too.

Hades

You’re left alone when the king is occupied with work. Do you think it won't be easy? You're absolutely right. Of the three in your care, Glasyal is the nicest. And it's not because he wants to, he's just having fun as he follows you around and watches you struggle with the other two.

Even though Foras is invisible, Barbatos also constantly disappears from your sight. Look for windows where he can bask in the sun. Of course, the fewer clothes he wears, the more fun he got. Once you put him in a corset so he couldn't untangle himself, but Glasyal came with scissors. They almost gouged out their eyes. It was only when you put him in Leviathan's clothes that he stopped shedding them so much and instead cuddled up to them.

Foras is a problem because he isn’t. Literally. You can't see him, amen. He doesn't do it on purpose, but he has no control over his power. Will he be scared? Disappears. Sneezes? Disappears. Will he quarrel with Glasyal? Disappears. Glasyal especially liked the third one, and it brought the little pink devil to tears.

You were getting exhausted, but then the nooses around the kids' necks twitched like leashes being pulled by their owner. The father is coming.

"Enough. Be good." He will admonish them, but with a little smile wandering his lips. All the children will crawl towards him with complete adoration. This time they will hang in the air, not on nooses, but one by one having the honor of being held in their father's arms. Just take those scissors from Glasyal, really.

Avisos

Even though you expected this to be the most chaotic experience of your life, it wasn't that bad at all.

One child drops out because he sleeps. Bael, of course. When you picked him up from the desk, he's been sleeping for about four hours now, snoring loudly and nothing can wake him up. And you tried. Especially Amon, who first poked Bael in the cheek and waited for him to react, but when nothing happened, he just curled up next to him, because why not?, and went to sleep together.

You went to the bathroom for a moment and when you came back, Nabe was also lying in a pile. Also dragged to sleep by Amon, as you saw them holding hands. Stolas was the only one left, so you brought him, however, was a bit more reluctant and really wanted to go to Bathin, so you had to convince him. You took three chairs and threw a blanket over them to build him a fort, and in that fort, a nest. Only then did he settle down there contently.

Of course, Amon didn't miss anything, because he's conscious when he sleeps. He got out of bed and crawled to Stolas' nest. It looked (and was!) much more comfy. Stolas first shouted at him and tried to kick him out, but Amon lay there like a log. This little bird finally got tired and fell asleep too. You put all four of them in the fort, climbed in, grabbed a book and let them cuddle.

Beelzebub, who felt that something was wrong and decided to check on you, burst out laughing when he saw you with the kids. You dragged him along as punishment. Of course, he had priority over you. You laid on Beel and the kids clinged to both of you. When he saw them like this, it brought back memories. You'll learn a little about how he met each of the nobles and what his own childhood was like, as he tell stories and pet each child he talks about.

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb satan #whb beelzebub #whb leviathan #whb mammon #actually all their nobles too #skye's little talk

[f4irydaydreams]

oh i didn’t realise requests were open!!

I thought it was lovely when you mentioned reader baking cookies and all the little changes she made in eddies trailer cause I love reading about small domestic moments!! can I ask for something around that? like reader getting ready in the morning and eddie just admiring her doing her skincare or makeup. honestly anything you can come up with i’m sure it’ll be fantastic! tysm 💐💗

a/n i simply adore this trope cuz this is how i imagine what it would be like to date eddie. also i wrote like more than half of this as a long blurb and it got deleted so i hope this is enough <3 also lmk if anyone wants to be on my tag list

one of your favorite things to do was spending the night at eddie’s trailer.

he always had fresh sheets now that you started sleeping over regularly. his room was warm and his sheets smelled like him. you always slept in one of eddie’s shirts that were big and warm and felt like a hug.

while eddie was in the shower, you changed into his clothes and pulled out a small pouch filled with a couple skincare products.

since you spent so much time staying over you decided to bring some of your stuff to jot disrupt nighttime routine too much.

you had washed your face earlier and sat by the small mirror in his room pulling out your hair ribbon. eddie was back by the time you detangled your hair and watched with fascination as you delicately applied the various creams on your face.

he had no idea what you were doing or what the purpose of this was but he was enamored but how soft you were.

eddie and you were almost opposites and he couldn’t get enough of it. he loved that you made his trailer smell like warm cookies and how you brought flowers into his house because they were just too pretty to be washed away in the rain.

he also loved how you could share the different parts of your life. you were more than eager to learn how to play d&d and loved to see eddie so passionate and excited. he loved how you taught him how to draw and scattered pieces of you in his room.

“whacha puttin on your face sweetheart?” he asks, genuinely curious.

“it’s moisturizer! supposed to keep my skin soft” you noticed how intrigued he looked staring at the little jar in your hand. “want some handsome?” you held out your hand showing him the produced.

he cautiously inspected it and almost jammed his fingers into the jar earning a small yelp and giggle form you.

“not like that silly!” you smiled climbing onto his lap taking the jar into your hands. you gently applied the cool cream on his face as he shamelessly started at you.

he was so in love with you he felt like he could burst. you were so soft with him and after a long time he felt truly loved.

“you gotta be gentle with it” your nose was almost touching his as you finished up, “it’s cold” he whispered.

“feels nice yeah?” you questioned, putting the jar away and bringing his face back towards yours.

“now i’m all soft like you” he kissed your nose with a huge smile on his face. he decided to attack your sides, lightly tickling you making shriek and squirm alway. his grip tightened around you and he brought you back up to face him.

“you’re mean”

he kissed your little pout and said, “you’re adorable”

#daisy writes 🤍 #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x reader cute #eddie munson x reader blurb #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson headcannon #eddie munson x you #stranger things x reader #stranger things

[thegoodthebadandtheart]

tagged by @nigeltde-fic to art-ify these questions for writers and i would never deny her:

How many works do you have?

if i estimated correctly, i have over 350 posts with at least one drawing each on this tumblr account. which gave me a heart attack tbh, that's so many haha. there's some more my art floating around the internet elsewhere like on the terrebus account.

What fandoms do you draw for?

the main one currently is supernatural, before that it was the terror and before that it was football (the soccer kind) rpf. but i still do all of 'em! there are some others i play with like sherlock holmes, fdtd or mtw.

What are your top 5 drawings by notes?

using a random internet tool to rank posts:

dean/cas phallic angel blade (2492 notes)

sam/dean rebar kiss (1569 notes)

possum!dean (1510 notes)

blanky & tuunbaq dinner date (1492 notes)

dean with tattoos (1475 notes)

conclusion: big destiel still rules tumblr

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

i usually do when it feels like something directed at me, like asks/dms or replies on twitter and tumblr. not so much when it's tags on tumblr or qrts on twitter - those feel more like the other person is talking into the void and not to me directly lol

What is a piece of art you drew with the angstiest ending?

hard to define 'ending' in the context of art - it supposes a sort of narrative structure not every of my drawings has. maybe this one. because, in the words of the rolling stones, you can't always get what you want.

What's the piece of art you drew with the happiest ending?

i guess this defines happy ending but i also had to think of this one, just because i can hallucinate the story that it took for them to get to that cocktail sippin' ending.

Do you get hate on art?

yes, sometimes lol i've had people fighting wars in my twitter replies when i posted cas/jack art. wah wah wah he's his dad. wah wah wah they're brothers. wah wah wah kill yourself. ridiculous and irrelevant. i do still think fondly of some replies i get though, like the one that was in russian and said 'such a talent and only for the sake of lust... sad.'

Do you draw smut?

yeah, but it's one of the things i want to get better at.

Do you draw crossovers? What's the craziest one you've draw?

not really. i want to draw an spn/fdtd crossover but that's not super crazy

Have you ever had art stolen?

reposted without credit, if that counts.

Have you ever collaborated on art before?

yes, having one person do the lineart and one do the colouring. it's a fun exercise to make you consciously realise your own art processes

What's your all-time favorite ship?

wincest is up there, of course. holmes/watson is simply a staple. humboldt/bonpland because mtw shaped me in my adolescence. i don't like to define THEEE favourite though because there's different ships for different flavours and that's great.

What's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

does it count as a wip if i haven't even started creating it lmao! if yes - a longer story s4 sam/dean dean/cas piece set to dessa's 551. if that sounds insane, it's because it is.

What are your drawing strengths?

i think depicting connection between two characters and portraying a sense of want/love/doubt even through a distance between them.

What are your drawing weaknesses?

stiff poses and inability to draw without reference. also backgrounds and feet :(

First fandom you drew for?

football rpf. the reason i started drawing regularly at all haha

Favorite art you've drawn?

probably this one. it just... worked out, from idea to product, and it feels smooth and it makes me happy :)

thank u for tagging me, nige!!

#txt #meme

[neonscandal]

Thanks for answering my ask from a few weeks ago @neonscandal ..... If you don't mind me asking (again), what are your top 10 (or top 7) favorite media (can be books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series)? Why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before....

Thank you for asking in the first place! ❤️

Not at all unique is the fact that, as soon as I get asked a question about my top faves, I immediately draw a blank on everything I've ever enjoyed or watched, ever. 😅 I'm sure that's not the first time you've heard that. No need to apologize, as you can probably tell from other asks, my answers change regularly. This is my anime/manga blog so without any regard for order:

Life Lessons with Uramichii-Oniisan (anime) - depending on how old you are, there's a cognitive dissonance that occurs when you're no longer younger than nor the same age as your favorite protagonists in the stories you grew up with. This is the anime that eases the blow of that like the ibuprofen you now keep at home, at work and in your purse. And it's hysterical.

Attack on Titan (anime/manga) - There is something to be said for the eloquence of the exposition in this story which, when you know Isayama spent years shopping his art around to no avail because of the roughness of his style, makes perfect sense. While refining his art, he had all this time to pore over the story, hide little easter eggs so there'd be one string that gathered up all seeming loose ends. Just an incredibly interesting story to unfold. It's the kind of thing you wish you could read again for the first time but that's laughable because, every time you read it, you notice something you hadn't the last time.

To Your Eternity (anime) - This is the Grey's Anatomy equivalent in anime. Like, oh. You're emotionally constipated and need a good cry? Pick an episode at random. Watch a whole season if you're really about that life.

Sasaki to Miyano (manga/anime) - TBH I tied between this or Horimiya. They are not the same story but hold similar places in my heart. What I love about Sasaki to Miyano is how delicate it is. Yea, slow burn, whatever. But no, it just kind of gives Miyano space to come to terms with himself and Sasaki is the safety net that accepts him in all forms. Can love be this sweet?

Goodbye, Eri (manga) - Fujimoto is off the wall. Chainsaw Man is an excellent representation of that. Seemingly unfocused and always good for some sort of shock factor. I've been wanting to write, for some time, about how Fujimoto is like a trickster of a genie but I'll shelve that for the time being. Goodbye, Eri's disjointed narrative as if told in photographs and the art style which shows movement despite its static medium. It's a really elegant piece with a plot twist you don't see coming because, of course you don't. That, in fact, is part of the whole message of the story, isn't it?

Ranma 1/2 (anime) - Nostalgia. This was the first anime I ever watched that I locked into. It started me on a path of drawing, it encouraged me to seek out other shows.. this series is what started it all wayyy back then (okay, not that far back then, this was in the 00's). Tsundere x tsundere, yes but also just the immediate identification with characters who couldn't authentically be themselves because they kept bending and breaking under external pressures. I could very much relate and empathize even if the chaos of their universe was too fanciful for my own. Also, pretty sure Rumiko Takahashi is the longest running mangaka with consistent chapters in Shonen Jump for the last 40+ years is wild.

Vinland Saga (anime) - I honestly don't even know what to say about this story. But I think my favorite observation is a post I saw someone make where they wrote "No one will know the violence it took to become this gentle" with a picture of Thorfinn. And they were so poignantly right. Phenomenally twisted revenge story that is not at all satisfying. 10/10.

Link Clink (donghua) - This show is a vibe. If it hasn't been on a recommendation list yet, it's coming. The music, the art, the unfurling back story of the main characters as they untangle the lives of others? It manages to be both gutting and cerebral at the same time. Like every time I watch I'm like... I need to read the source material because the complexity of the concurrent storylines makes it such a head scratcher as to the larger plot.

Jujutsu Kaisen (anime/manga) - *Gestures vaguely to the rest of my blog.* We're still in the throes of how this story is going to play out which is nerve wracking and exciting for all its possibilities. I hold out a lot of hope that we'll see some stunning exposition in future chapters that we won't see coming.

Belle (anime) - It's just beautiful. 😘👌🏾 I talk a lot about my niece and nephew because I've turned them into my dorky little mini-me's. Also, being an aunt is like the best job. Belle is a movie that had them both gagged with the animation. If a show or series can get both of them to put their ipads, books, art supplies, etc. down, then I know I put them onto something special. Honestly, anything I enjoy with them makes it that much more special to me, personally.

This was lovely. I'll get back to posting lists soon, feel free to check out other recommendations!

#neon asks #neon recs #anime recommendations #manga recommendation #donghua recommendations #manhua recommendations #aot #goodbye eri #attack on titan #life lessons with uramichi oniisan #life lessons with uramichi-oniisan #to your eternity #snk #shingeki no kyojin #fumetsu no anata e #tye #fnae #sasaki and miyano #link click #sasaki to miyano #ranma 1/2 #vinland saga #belle #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #anime #manga #akutami gege #dongua #mangaka

[endcant]

bear with me bc i am drinking THC lemonade

whenever my “people shocked by me being interested in consumer aesthetics counter” ticks up by 1, i know that i have failed to express myself on the internet. i am obsessed with commercial ephemera. it’s not that i like it… it’s something deeper. something… worse? better? something more embarrassing, at least.

the only time i’ve ever done psychedelics my profound realization was that i really, really enjoyed going to target. i like the lights. i am always commenting on the products and whether i think they are on trend or off trend for what i understand the target demographic to be. i love nothing more than to watch someone pick up an object, briefly imagine their life with that object in it, and then either put it in their basket or put it back on the shelf. even moreso when i’m watching a friend shop. even moreso when we can only window shop and that friend starts explaining to me what they would do with the thing if they had the money to buy it.

i studied american pop music history in college and i continue to study the history of bubblegum pop in my free time. i want to eventually write up a video or a series or something about the extended international history of teenybopper bubblegum pop. i am trying to learn music industry jargon old and new in my target languages in an attempt to gain access to information about these things that i can’t access in english alone.

i read early 2010s posts about how minimalism was the only morally righteous visual style with rapt fascination. i had a vaporwave phase exactly one decade ago. my friends in high school would bring me arizona green teas because they knew i would find it aesthetic. my advanced painting teacher hated it because i kept painting pale minimalist watercolor pieces that looked like 90s waiting room wall decor. my dream at the time was moving to santa fe and becoming a fine artist.

i was a proto-cottagecore blogger before cottagecore was named. i have well over 100 blogs, considering i hit 96 at some point during my previously mentioned decade-ago vaporwave phase. i do not bother to count anymore

as a young child, i used to go to the store almost daily with my parents and look for unfamiliar packs of gum so i could assess their packaging, flavor, and concept. i *really* cared about this. i got into this because i was given free packs of 5 gum and orange mountain dew at the halo 3 midnight release.

i learned HTML from neopets and i used to code gaiaonline themes and put them up on tektek. they sucked really bad btw.

i spent around 2 decades looking for the source of a single image of an anime river angel i saw on quizilla because she meant so much to me as a child about the power of what mere images could be only to find last year that the artist now draws hentai on pixiv and their art quality is now quite rushed. i think about this regularly when i think about creators i have idolized, and i don’t know what it means to me, but it feels like valuable information.

last night i couldnt sleep because i kept wanting to get on my phone to look at ancient greek vases on jstor

the worst part is i feel that the way that seeing ONLY consuming-or-not-consuming as the primary way to interact with the world is a serious mental roadblock for people in capitalist society. i think that consumer identity is a tool often used to warp the minds of citizens. i think that if i could go back in time and strangle edward bernays i would. i think that it is meaningful that american society has generated dozens of terms for “someone who is stealing or misusing a cultural signifier, or otherwise engaging with a culture or subculture under false pretenses/without doing due diligence/without participating in proper cultural exchange” over just the past couple centuries and that seeing and acknowledging the cycle is essential for anyone working in the arts

ive spent the past couple years reading up on historical art movements since industrialization to see how other art workers have dealt with their jobs being mechanized away, and ive decided to choose to value myself as a human animal who gets to experience the process of making things with my human animal body.

i am compelled to play piano when i drink red wine and i feel that i’m a fundamentally superficial being in function, but i can be more in purpose. like a poster. like a mask. like someone screaming so hard on stage that you believe them. that you look behind you to see what they are screaming at. i think in symbols and colors front and center, with verbal background chatter like an ever-tuning radio, and i am frustrated when people don’t understand that i am speaking my mind when i show them what i’ve made.

i care about aesthetics a lot. consumer and otherwise. it just so happens that i live in a capitalist society wherein the market attributes value to certain aesthetic information, which generates conversation about what certain images mean, what gives them value, what detracts from their value, what they are responding to, what responses they require in turn. but anywhere, anytime that there is a conversation about aesthetics, i want to be there.

i have always loved to perceive and to make, since the earliest stories anyone has to tell about baby cave. if i lost everything that makes me who and what i am right now, i believe i would still care about aesthetics. if there is anything left for even a cell of my body to experience, it would want to experience it beautifully and enjoy it deliciously.

happy 420

#we live in a consumer society -the aestheticer #this is just like #what its about #in da cave zone #🎤

[godbirdart]

first off, i just want to say that i love your art, you are a huge inspiration to me and i love how expressive your characters are! would you have any tips for someone trying to grow a following from their art? specifically within the furry community ideally. im just not sure where to start

i hope youre having a great day!

thank you so much!!

okay i gotta preface this with: i have been doing commissions for over a decade. everything i say here i've been doing since roughly 2014, but my career as an artist didn't really Take Off and become reliable until 2019. success isn't immediate. some artists will grow faster or slower than others, not every tactic is going to apply / work for every artist; and that's okay. just keep pushing yourself and adapting and figuring out what works for You!

i’m putting this under a readmore as it got a bit long. every time someone asks me for advice on professional Anything i always write up a five page essay despite trying to bulletpoint it oof

post on multiple platforms and keep them all updated. i’m putting this one in bold because it is possibly the Most Important thing. we’re all watching twitter sinking over there, and many of my mutuals there were floundering because they hadn’t established themselves on any other social media site. i strongly recommend three or four socials minimum. my main four sites are tumblr, deviantart, twitter and toyhouse. furaffinity is also good. inkblot and artfol are new and i use them frequently as well. if you don’t like posting manually to every site each and every time you post art, Postybirb exists and is what i use to crosspost all my art to most of my socials at once.

avoid venting a lot on main. we all have frustrating days where our art isn’t getting the recognition we hoped, or we’re feeling petty about a controversial topic or the latest drama. it happens! it’s okay! however, many people just don’t like seeing dozens of negative posts on their feed. most people will sympathize, but if your negative vents are constantly clogging their dashboard they’re not gonna stick around.

shamelessly self promote yourself. reblog your own art. retweet it again. repost it. mention your other socials. we live in a world of timezones! when you post art, only a fraction of your audience is going to see it. i recommend reblogging / retweeting one to four individual pieces periodically over the course of a day and change it up each day. you can also repost your own work into photosets and title it “recent commissions” or the something like that.

don’t hide your linktrees and carrds. seriously! the amount of times on twitter i went to try and follow someone on another platform only to find they had no carrd or linktree link,, it is infuriating. put your socials link in your bio or pinned or SOMEWHERE readily at the top of your profile that’s easy to spot.

if you’re offering commissions, make a telegram channel or discord server for your announcements / openings.

post regularly. this one is a lot harder for artists that don’t make a lot of content, but posting even a status update once or twice a day can go a long way - especially if you’re on twitter with that platform’s hideous algorithm. alternatively as i said earlier, just retweet/reblog your work a few times a day and you should be good.

art trends are cool and fun and an easy way to get your work seen by others. see a “draw your sona in this outfit” meme? go, have fun with it. this one’s a bit tricky as timing is everything when it comes to ~trending~ content, so try and draw quick. that said, it’s never outdated to drawover reaction memes with your fursona.

try not to clog your socials with memes and shitposty images. this one is directed at twitter specifically. with twitter moments now gone, your media tab is the last way for people to hope to find your work organically on your profile without having to use the twitter search. they can’t get invested in your work if they can’t find it!

it’s okay to change course if you’re not vibing with where you’re headed. if you want to move onto a new aesthetic - that’s fine! you may lose some followers if they don’t click with your new vibe, but you’ll inevitably gain some new ones.

avoid frequent name changes. so many of the artists i follow have changed their brands / urls over the years that i don’t recognize them anymore.

tag your work properly. on tumblr, the first five tags on the original post are the tags your work will pop up in in the search feature. make those first five tags the Most important ones; example: #furry, #anthro, #art #fursona etc. twitter’s algo seems flip-flop if it likes tags or hates them. if you see a tag trending, repost your art in a photoset with the hashtag in the post [example: if #pokemon is trending, repost some of your pokemon fanart with the hashtag in the post body]. if the tag isn’t trending,,, i’ll be honest it’s a gamble if twitter likes your post or not at that point. i have no advice for that hell algorithm.

hosting raffles or doing a mini art request event [example: “leave a ref and i might draw your oc”] is good for traction while simultaneously giving back to the community + your audience a little!

try and reply to / like comments on your work. it’s not required per se, but it’s good to express gratitude.

engage with other members of the community. comment on other peoples work. like it. retweet it. follow other people. obviously don’t be disingenuous about it, but this is what the professionals call ~networking~

don’t compare yourself to others. this one is one you have got to keep in mind constantly. you’re going to find 17 year olds with huge followings and 30 year olds that are doing professional industry work whose level feels alien and almost out of reach. if you’re not doing as well, don’t let yourself get discouraged. we all gotta start somewhere!

related to the above point: be nice to your followers. venting on main about not having the same audience volume as others can come off as a huge middle finger to the audience you already have.

gaining a following takes time. unless you get a really lucky break, it’s going to take a lot of work and self promotion to build up your brand.

slap your name on everything. i mean it. any art you do - sign it. watermark it. people can and will share art in telegram channels and discord servers, and if the art interests someone they can easily source it back to you if your name is on it.

you can buy adspace. if you’re catering to a furry audience specifically, you can buy adspace on furaffinity pretty easily. inkblot i believe also offers adspace for artists though i haven’t looked too deep into it. this is really a “if you’re okay burning money” situation, as the huge chunkk of internet users have adblockers now and it’s a gamble if people will see or even click on your ad.

just have fun and do your own thing. you can hop on trends and draw art that caters to your audience’s tastes, but don’t forget to draw what YOU want and what YOU’RE about. Draw what makes YOU happy.

hope these help!! ;w;

#long post

[wooahaes]

hiraeth

pairing: non-idol!seungcheol x fem!reader

prompt: the great comet au

word count: 1.3k~

warning: mentions of attempted suicide/ensuing physical illness as a result of being near death. mentions of infidelity and a broken engagement. depressed reader dealing with the aftermath of being taken advantage of. seungcheol outright being stated to have a wife who cheats on him regularly. but there’s hope and comfort, i promise <3

daisy’s notes: i am a simple gal i listen to pierre & natasha and i start sobbing.

Seungcheol held your letters to Joshua, bound in black ribbon and stacked neatly, as he stood outside your home. Snowflakes danced in the air around him as he stared down at the stack, knowing that this was the last piece of news you needed to hear now. He knew what had happened to you. He knew of how ill you grew from your attempt, the antidotes in your system enough to save you. He knew that you... had to know that this was coming. You broke off your engagement, yes, but this? The returned letters? Perhaps it was an act of mercy toward you. Joshua knew what your letters meant in terms of being evidence of your infidelity (something that Seungcheol still felt bitter about: you had fallen for Jeonghan so easily, forfeiting a love with Joshua? How foolish could you be?).

Seungcheol had seen the cruel smile on Joshua’s face, hardened by the war that Seungcheol always thought he’d be fighting. Joshua Hong was a changed man. Returning your letters was truly an act of mercy from a man who was visibly hurt when Seungcheol saw him. Seungcheol couldn’t blame him for that: you were sought after by another man and broke off the engagement. You had loved him, once. How else was he to respond? Seungcheol thought of his own marriage as he thought back to Joshua.

Perhaps there was mercy in letting go while in pain. His own wife was cruel to him, after all. Would he scorn her? Or would he erase the ugly parts and move on to treat the wounds of betrayal himself, like Joshua? That was a question for another time. All Seungcheol could do was hope that Joshua would forgive you one day, as hard as that may be.

Seungcheol finally knocked at your door after he tucked the letters into his coat. A servant let him in, and Seungcheol was directed to the drawing room. In the middle, he found you, standing lifelessly. He could see the way being near-death had affected you, your eyes so much sadder than he’d ever seen them. He’d seen you full of life before, and now you looked like you’d break. You extended your hands to greet him, only to shrink back a moment. More... subservient. Meek and afraid. No longer the bright woman he knew you to be.

“Choi Seungcheol,” you said quietly, watching him.

You hadn’t called him that name in so long. He detested the use of his full name. Seungcheol made his way to you, taking your hands in his own. “Cheol,” he corrected you gently. Always Cheol.

“Prince Hong was your friend,” you said quietly, and then stopped. “He is your friend. He told me that I could turn to you in times like this.” You drew your hands back, taking another step away. “I know he came home. Please,” you reached for his face, only to draw your hand back at the last moment. “Tell him to forgive me.”

Seungcheol already tried. He knew that Joshua wouldn’t--not now. “I will,” he lied, reaching into his coat. “But I’m here to return your letters from Joshua--”

“I know.” Your voice wavered. “I know everything is over.” You turned away, the thin fabric of your nightgown doing little to warm you in the cold drawing room. The fireplace was no longer lit, but Seungcheol could see the dying ashed. Your dressing gown was set aside.

Were you punishing yourself? It was too cold. Seungcheol walked past you, cautious of crossing you in any way.

“I know that we cannot resume our relationship,” you continued on, looking off in a dazed state. “I wish... I wish for him to forgive me, even though I do not deserve it--”

He picked up your dressing gown, returning to drape it over you. “It’s too cold, my dear,” he said softly. “You’re still weak.”

“Please,” you reached up, cupping his cheek, “Please tell him I beg him to forgive me for everything.”

He reached up, curling his fingers around your hand. “I will,” he promised. “But I wish to know... Did you love that bad man?”

Immediately, your tone was colder, “Don’t call him bad.”

And Seungcheol knew. You had truly loved Yoon Jeonghan.

Yet he watched your tears well up as you realized how cold and quick your response was. “I don’t know,” you said a moment, voice breaking. “I don’t know.”

Seungcheol knew that this was a game for Jeonghan. That you had chased something you were too naive to understand, too young and innocent to realize was happening. The same way his own wife would toy with younger men, or men who had little cares for fucking a married woman. The marriage Jeonghan had proposed to you was just a way to toy with your heart. Either it was illegitimate or he was stealing you away, and what then? Would he move on?

Would you end up right as you were now, barely alive in soul and body? Seungcheol could fear his own tears well up, running down his cheeks as he prayed you didn’t notice.

“We won’t speak of it anymore,” he promised you. “Please,” he said quietly, “I beg of you to consider me your friend. If you need help, or to open your heart to someone when your mind is clear, think of me.”

Seungcheol realized the way the words had flown from him, a need to support you stronger than anything else. He furrowed his brow, realizing the feeling in his chest. He’d read about it between the strategy books and those telling history: love. He loved you in a way he hadn’t felt in so long.

“Don’t speak to me like that,” you drew away from him, still crying. “I am not worth it. Not anymore--”

“Stop!” He said, quickly returning to you. “You have your whole life before you. You’re young,” he spoke softer this time. “You have time.”

He watched the way you hiccuped, breaking down even further. “I am destroyed. All is over for me, Seungcheol.”

“All over...?” Seungcheol watched you as you sank down onto one of the seats, and he drew closer to you. “If I were not myself, but the brightest, handsomest, best man on earth...” He knelt before you, taking your hands in his own. “And if I were free... I would ask you for your hand this minute,” he reached up, “and for your love. You have a life to live,” he wiped away your tears, “and one day you will have a love to love, too.”

He watched the way you looked up, your sobs stopped for a moment as his words sank in. He almost felt as though he’d woken up in front of you, the love in his chest so pure and warm that he wished he could share it with you. Not yet. Not now. One day, perhaps, but not today. Neither of you were ready for it.

And then you started crying again, this time a little lighter than before. You reached up, cupping his face. “Thank you,” you said quietly. “I’ll remember you, Cheol.”

He watched you slowly pull on your dressing gown, retying it to be secure around your shivering figure. He pressed the letters into your hands at long last, and watched you study them for a moment before standing up. You’d take care of them soon. You thanked him again for coming to see you, apologizing for retiring so soon.

Yet you turned to see him one last time on your way out of the room, smiling at him for the first time in so long. Seungcheol almost cried at the sight as he watched you leave, a newfound hope planted for the two of you. He made his way out of your home, breathing in the cold air.

Seungcheol looked up at the stars overhead, a newfound peace within his chest. And as the comet crossed overhead, tracing its parabola, Seungcheol knew that he was reborn into a life he would dedicate to joy as your companion.

general taglist: @wonuziex​ @twancingyunhao​ @synthetickitsune​

#wooahaes.fic #seventeen imagine #seventeen x reader #seventeen x you #svt x reader #svt imagine #svt x you #svt angst #seventeen angst #s coups x reader #s coups x you #s coups angst #seungcheol x reader #seungcheol x you #seungcheol angst

[lord-shitbox]

part 2 of this ask

📝Process for hurt mezu drawing 

here are the steps i dug out of an art server's wips channel lol

1. initial sketch

2. refine sketch. thats lines now babey. (omitted "the sleeves are KILLING ME WAHHH" stage that led to this)

3. grayscale, to use with gradient map (this is a more polished grayscale than I started with, i dug the working file out to get better images)

4. find nice gradient map (ended up being the same one I'd used for the piece i made right before. the goal is to make what's essentially an underpainting, not to color the whole thing with one map)

5. tweak and add colors that arent in the map with hard light layers & also sneak in a layer for special effect and atmospheric/ scenic perspective while you're at it

6. shading & more finishing effects. pretty much all of the shading was done with hard light layers! the only non-hard light layers I used for the shading were the particle effect layers & like one faint glow layer to fix some values. blood was done with linear burn

✨Inspiration for hurt mezu drawing 

the coloring method (grayscale -> saturated gradient map underpainting -> additive color adjustments) is something I tried out with the piece i'd made right before (the one where gozu is holding mezu from behind) & turned out really well, so I wanted to keep going with it

I also wanted to draw them angstily again because it'd been a very long time. like half a year at least. angsting them is very enriching for my soul so I try to do it regularly, this one was overdue

subconsciously referenced the poses in the initial sketch from this old thing (feb 2021). i love doing this. all my for-fun works recycle old elements in some way. my favorite game is "what old art reminds me of what im doing rn" im so good at digging stuff out of my archives for it. everyone loves when i do this

the gangi-kozou panel also

i went through a "shade in bold red-orange & dark blue with hard light layers" phase in like..april/may of 2021. i still like that stuff a lot so I wanted to revisit it

💚Things you like about hurt mezu drawing

repasting the link there but the sixth image in the process is essentially the final so you can just look at that

the colors are nice!! I'm real happy with using more saturated colors n I think the warm vs cool balance works really well

the sleeves (man being dramatic on the sand meme)

no like fr look at the 2021 piece's kimono sleeves vs the one I just did 2.5 years later. so satisfying

Gozu's expression came out nice

i think the claws and flash lines successfully added Emphasis to Gozu's expression & the piece overall

the poses … the drama …. the brush textures are also good

⏳Things you’d do differently with hurt mezu drawing

add in a liiitle more contrast...aka use a wider range of values. Some lighter lights and darker darks. I miss my 2021 hard neon lighting

a bit more distinction between the characters and the background also

the composition isn't bad but it could be better. Should've thought more about the way the eye would flow around the image in the drafting stage (solid b&w color block thumbnails are good for this)

Moar Sparkles. (I put a solid amount of large & low opacity light bubbles in there & some finer brighter dots especially around the claw stems, but I think more clusters of tiny bright lights on the characters themselves would've gone hard)

💌Some favourite feedback on art

as the wise man Austin Kleon once said: keep a "praise file" of all the positive feedback you get (if you've never read "Steal Like an Artist," you must). so. i am prepared for this question hold on

tastes like sugar glass

multiple people have told me my art is soft & dreamlike

jayce you reblogged my touchstarved art with nice tags on april 10th ive got that saved love uou

umm theres a lot...anytime someone keysmashes or feels emotional because of my art i get happy ,,, lys messaged me about the hurt mezu piece that made me happy also,,,,,there is so much joy in the world

#shitboxposting #asks #shitbox drawn #JM SORRY I FEEL LIKE THE FORMATTING ISNT EASY TO READ NO MATTER WHAT I DO....AUGH #all my class work with actual conecptual meaning is monochrome what am i doing...man....... #i need to post more art and i also need to make more art. aghhh. boots up ultrakill and magical drop again #im actually Not sure how im going to afford the next few years of my life 😭😭 a bitch gotta have time to do fuck all but i need money..!!!! #whatever its fine. i have time to do fuck all right Now and thats what matters

[kanene-yaaay]

It's 15 days early, but in celebration for a certain silent bean's birthday. Time for more Headcanons... of the Hap Birf variety.

So it's Sunny's Birthday. A wonderful time for all, honestly it should be an International Holiday. Especially since the gang uses this day as an excuse (not that they really need it) to tickle him to pieces.

Honestly they do this for everyone's birthday, no one is safe from the Birthday Tickles. It's just Sunny's time to be adorably murdered.

It doesn't help that the biggest tickle monster in town, nay the World, sleeps right beside him. So here he was strolling around his dreamworld of colors and rainbows only to be snapped awake in a fit of laughter. Sunny would be annoyed that he was awoken from his dreams but he's too busy laughing to file a formal complaint to Mari. So he settled for an out of breath form of the silent treatment, which lasted for about 10 seconds until Mari promised to make him Birthday Cookies. Then he immediately started talking to her again.

So after the first wave, the second attack came almost immediately after the sibling duo got ready for the day. Because outside the door was Kel, eager and ready to serve up his Birthday Tickles. So, naturally Sunny ran away. Not to escape really because he knows there's no escape with Kel, but he wanted at least a comfortable place to lay down and die from tickles. So he ran into the living room to quote-unquote 'hide' on the couch until Kel caught up and started the onslaught.

Next up on the Tickle Attack Chart is Aubrey, and out of everyone in the friend group Sunny feared her tickle prowess the most. He'd argue that she was as close to being on par with Mari herself, mainly due to her innate ability to find an opening even with Sunny trying to block her evil tickling hands. It also didn't help that she's super quick on the draw, so every time Sunny would try to protect a spot she would quickly focus on another part. Realizing that there was no hope in trying to stop her Sunny just let her tickle him freely. Much to the ribbon girl's delight.

Anyway that should be all-- No wait Basil is coming in with his fabled technique... the Tickle Hug. A Tickle Dark Art that is practiced by a select few people, and Basil is a master at it. It's his bread and butter, and Sunny should have realized that this was all a trap. But he was loopy from the giggles and could never turn down a Basil Hug. Until... the betrayal. As Basil dug his fingers into Sunny's stomach he realized that he's caught in a vice grip of laughter and comfort with no hope of escape. It didn't help that Basil is... kinda strong. Mans carries bags of fertilizer semi-regularly for his gardens so once you're in his hug, there's no escape until he says so.

Now it's time for Hero, and he takes a more... vocal approach. He may not be as strong, or capable of doing endurance chases, or has as optimal hand-eye coordination as the others... but what he makes up for is talking. Talking and teasing and using that endearingly smug smile that Sunny both loves and hates!

Hero has like an thesaurus built into his brain or something, because he never repeats a tease. Ever. 'Will you stop squirming so much?' 'Why are you hiding, huh?' 'Not here? Hmm... nah. I wanna tickle here some more'. Even if Sunny was able to speak properly through all the laughing he would still not be able to articulate a proper rebuttal against all of that. Hero knows this too, which is why he's always last when it comes to Sunny Birthday Tickles.

But either way... that's it. All 5 of them got their tickles in. The sacred ritual has been compleee-- Why is Mari coming back for more? What is this? This is unprecedented!

Mari is just straight up saying 'Frick the rules, I have Sibling Perks', and is coming back for a second wind. Makes sense since she's an established practitioner of the Tickle Dark Arts. While Basil has only masted one of the techniques, Mari has mastered all of them. From the Tickle Hug, to Verbal Teases, to Ghost Tickles a technique she created herself, to even stealing Sunny's Sneak Attack technique. Such an expansive repertoire of moves earns her the right to the title of 'Tickle Monster' and she flexes that title often... mostly on poor Sunny.

And it was at that moment where Sunny realized that the tickle attack from this morning was just an appetizer. A sneak peek for the wreckoning he was facing. As he was held down by his big sister... who asked "Any last words?" He had one, and it was to stick his tongue out at her. She took that challenge in kind, as Sunny's laughter echoed throughout the neighborhood.

🤍💖🤍💛💜💛💚💙💞❤️❤️💗❤️🩶💛💚🧡💛💕💜❤️🤍❤️💙💞🩶🖤💗🤎

Aaaaah, birthday tickles is such a great trope, in my opinion! It is teasy, silly, playful and also very fun to see! To think of Sunny having a day full of giggles and laughter and not minding it at all is so heartwarming. My bruh is just having the time of his life with his friends and family during his b-day and it's very adorable to see. Also ahwcgwvwhwvw Mari being such a tickle monster is basically Canon for me xDDD

#the 'any last words?' and Sunny choosing to be a Brat is greaaaaat #they are So Silly #Basil mastering the tickle hug and Kel the Tickle Chase like heck yeah lets gooooo #<333 #Kanene's askys #Ticklish!Sunny #Lee!Sunny #<3 #Ler!Kel #Ler!Basil #Ler!Hero #Ler!Mari #Ler!Aubrey #happiness and laughter is what they deserve #omori tickles #omori tickling #omori tickle headcanons #starstorm2112 is precious

[bonesblubs]

Aye i don't know if this is something you really have an answer for but i thought I'd shoot my shot. Any advice for someone who's just starting to draw? I know the general advice is to Draw More but the horrible beginner quality and lack of direction is really kicking my motivation in the shins. Idk, thought I'd ask.

On a related note your art is the thing REALLY giving me motivation to start trying to draw more. That's how i wanna be. The way you draw expressions is so good

Ahhhh thank you so much, that’s so lovely to hear!! Drawing is as rewarding as it is challenging, so it’s exciting that you’re getting into it!! Drawing a lot is a huge part of it, like when working out/getting fit, it just takes steady time and effort to build muscle. But it absolutely does help to have a direction on what to be drawing/practicing!!

Knowing the rules to art does actually help when you want to break them- studying life drawing and realism, though not my area of interest, has actually been hugely useful in applying to my stylized work. You can do this by sketching references online (pinterest is a good resource for this- people have ready-made folders for dynamic poses, angles, and tutorials, etc), sketching from life (a friend might sit for you, or you can find a mirror to draw yourself/your room/your fave stuffed animal)- these things are less about what you’re drawing and more for training your eyes and your hands.

When looking for style, it’s really helpful to study the art that inspires you and pick them apart- what is it about the particular piece or the style of the artist that interests you? How can you apply that to your own work? You like when an artist draws eyelashes a certain way? Try it out! And you like how a different artist draws mouths? Apply it to that same drawing! Keep feeling around and experimenting until you’re happy where you are. Your hand will naturally add your own personal flavor to these things. The important part about this is to have many different sources of inspiration.

I like to keep folders of art that inspires me, photos whose palettes I love, etc. When I get stuck, just looking through these folders helps center me/give me direction and focus, even if they have nothing to do with what I’m drawing. These folders are also good to have of faces/outfits/objects/interiors/compositions you find interesting- you’re absorbing all of this information as you see it, so compiling the ones that stick out to you is quite useful! I’m quite bad at making up outfits for characters, so I have a folder dedicated to fashion inspiration that I look at regularly.

There are many free tools at your disposal that professionals and beginners use as well-

I found tutorials on YouTube to be priceless- even just watching speedpaints (especially ones where you can see the artists hands as they draw) are more than worth your time.

An app that has saved my butt when finding a tricky angle for a pose for my professional work is Magic Poser (they also have an app you can download). This might be a nice place to start if you’re struggling with poses or anatomy- it shouldn’t be a supplement to drawing from life if you’re seriously looking to learn, BUT there’s absolutely no harm in having fun with it!!

Similarly, I’ve had friends use the sims games to build interiors and exteriors of buildings for backgrounds and trace screenshots they took. It’s a really genius shortcut. There are heavy duty programs that you can use professionally with the same idea (SketchUp being one), but the point being, you can use pretty much anything as a reference or a tool for drawing. Whatever will make it more enjoyable and easier for you is something to consider!

Anyway, I hope something in there was useful to you- an artists journey is extremely personal and subjective. It will take a lot of trial and error, but the key is to be patient with yourself as you learn this new skill. Above all, art should be fulfilling to you, something that you enjoy doing. You will likely have moments of frustration and doubt, as I have countless times and I’m positive everyone else who has ever picked up a pen has too, but a big part of art is perseverance. You will make it over the hump, and when you do, you’ll be better for it. So, lastly, and most importantly, don’t forget to draw what you like. It’ll be the thing that’s waiting for you on the other side 💚

#ask box #not art #bones rants #bones super mega rants #holy shit I’m sorry for the wall of text #I had to hold myself back from saying more #there’s just a lot to say on this subject it’s hard to know where to begin #the other side of the hump not the other side as in the afterlife #but who am I to say

[cosmic-navel-gazin]

"About the Blogger" Meme by @razielim

Haven't seen one of these in forever; I'm being the change I want to see. (You're encouraged to adapt/remove questions or add new ones to better suit yourself.)

Favorite Pseud: Cosmic is the new hotness but my indecisive ass has had a billion! Alas-poor-yorick! is an old one I'm still fond of because my child self really went and saw Hamlet and thought: "YES! THE SKULL OF THE DEAD JESTER! THAT'S WHO I WANNA BE!"

Time Zone: GMT

Star Sign(s): the one that's a COSMIC RAM! 🐏🌠✨

Favorite Holidays: every holiday is always tinged with just a tad of existential dread, a pang reminding me of the time that's already gone by, that I'm one day closer to death , I guess the ones during Spring and Summer, just because of the weather and that the days are longer

Last Meal: Soup and a piece of bread with olive oil (and olives)

Current Favorite Musician: my dear friend who plays the piano^^ (whom I hope never finds out about this blog and reads this or I'll never hear the end of it). Not sure if current, but I've listened to a lot of it regularly so, shout-out to Jordi Savall and his Hespèrion XXI group *gnaws on their many variations of the spanish Folías*

Last Music Listened To: Just Dropped In (To See What Condition My Condition Is In) · Kenny Rogers & The First Edition

Last Movie Watched: Saw X and The Lobster

Last TV Show Watched: The Bear

Last Book/Fic Finished: Can't remember what was the last book so I'm going with: One of only two in existence A Field In England fics on AO3 😳

Last Book/Fic Abandoned: Kafka's The Trial (not abandoned, I just wanted to finish the ones I had started first before continuing because I know this one's gonna hurt for sure)

Currently Reading: Solaris by Stanisław Lem

Books/Shows/Movies/etc. You Want to Get Around To: For Films I have some listed on this ask. For books I got some Strugatskys to get to, some Terry Pratchett, some Kafka, some Horus Heresy, my sister got me Foundation *looks at bookshelf and ignores the dozens of others that have been sitting there for years, waiting for me*

Last Thing Researched for Art/Writing/Hyperfixation: Wild boars! Boarzinhos if you will.

Last Eureka, Breakthrough, or Neat Fact/Concept Learned: Have learned nothing and remain a fool.

Favorite Online Fandom Memory: I don't think I've ever been in a Fandom™ per se. It's usually just, sitting in my dark lair and enjoying a thing with a handful of other people. But, if it counts since it's the closest to interacting with Fandom I've had: these past (4?) years on tumblr in general. From the months-long (sometimes years-long) discussions about this or that piece of media and the insightful observations traded, the juicy meta, the joy and privilege of people sending you unfinished pieces of their art and writing through DMs (the trust and intimacy of it all!!!), sending each other memes and posts we think the other might enjoy, the nice messages, etc... all of it really.

Favorite Old Fandom You Wish Would Drag You Back In/Have A Resurgence: Am baby and haven't really experienced this yet.

Favorite Thing You Enjoy That Never Had an Active or Big "Fandom" but You Wish It Did: I literally can't choose because almost everything I love is some flavour of weird-ass-obscure thing! But uhmmm, *flips through enormous tome of interests* : Here! Rule of Rose ! I was starving for psychological horror games after the Silent Hill series and this is the closest I've ever seen to them while also not being just a rip off/clone of SH, and telling its own beautifully tragic story (the combat is broken and there's other issues but everything else, maaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnn).

Tempting Project You're Trying to Rein In/Don't Have Time For: I will draw Rumata and Budach's Conversation™ from chapter 8 in full, in comic form, skill to pull it off and do it justice or not, EVEN IF IT KILLS ME!

Tempting Project You're 100% Going to Undertake: It involves sandcastles and the joys of creation... but it needs to *gasp!* actually be written and not just daydreamed about.

Tagging: AAAAAA I DUNNO ANYONE WHO WANTS TO!

#I thought I could do this when you first tagged me but I underestimated how I can't get anything done before an appointment #so I only got to this now #razielim #ask games #ty for the tag gabe <3

[jamesholden]

•kisses meant to distract the other person from whatever they were intently doing (for kaidan/shepard)

It had been an hour since she'd told him she'd be right over. She'd been working on that damn model for hours more on top of that. "Just this one section, K. I'll be right over." Kaidan sighed from his spot on her bed. He'd long discarded shirt and pants. The more time went by, the more hopeless the idea of doing anything but going to bed became. So, he'd made himself comfortable. Contented himself with lying on his back and gazing out the viewport on the ceiling. But his patience was running thin and he was getting cold and the losses and irritations of the day started rolling around in his noggin and all he wanted was to snuggle up with Sion and kiss her silly until she forgot what a Mako even was.

Not that she ever would. She'd loved that goddamn thing.

Groaning with the effort, Kaidan pushed himself up onto his hands to look up at Sion at her desk. He could just see her through the display case, face turned down on her work between the Turian cruiser and the Flotilla ship. The tip of her tongue peeked out between her lips, a sign of her focus that always made Kaidan smile. It was human. It was cute. It made him want to kiss her more. He glanced at the clock. It was bordering on late. She'd feel terrible if she found out he waited up on her and hadn't said anything. There was enough on her plate without something so insignificant bothering her.

There was only one thing to do then. And Kaidan was, after all, a man of action.

He was up and climbing the stairs before he could even think about feeling bad about it. But the sight of her made him draw up short. One leg drawn up under the other in her desk chair, Sion sat forward, elbows resting on her desk as she slotted one piece into another. She was lit only by her desk lamp. Her hair—just over shoulder length— mostly drawn over one shoulder. It was the longest he'd ever seen it; she'd probably cut it soon. Shame. But Kaidan's favorite part? She was wrapped in his blue hoodie and her sleep shorts, pale legs and thick thighs nearly entirely exposed. She hated that in public most days. Only Kaidan got to see her like that regularly. Not even just her casual dress, but relaxed in her work. Focused on something she loved and could control, rather than the war and people who she had to wrangle like cats to get along.

She was so beautiful. It took his breath away. He nearly forgot the purpose of his mission. Only for a moment, though. Without his boots, his uniform, she didn't hear him coming. So she was completely taken by surprise when he placed one hand on the nape of her neck as the other took her jaw in his hand. He tilted her head up and caught her mouth with his, relishing the soft shocked sound she made against his lips. After another soft sound—a little laugh this time—Sionainn melted, and kissed him back. Kaidan felt her fingers seeking out something of him to grab, but upon discovering the lack of things, she settled with resting her hand on his hip.

When they broke apart, her eyes fluttered open to find his. Her shy smile said enough. "I lost track of time." It wasn't a question. She already knew.

"Yeah," Kaidan confirmed anyway, thumb brushing over her jawline. "It's okay." It was. The thin patience the long minutes, it didn't matter now. It didn't feel right making her apologize for it. Not with her dreamy gaze on him, looking at him like he'd hung the stars just for her. "Sorry if I startled you."

Sion blinked, and her smile turned mischievous. "Oh, do not apologize, Kaidan. You're free to snap me out of it like that any time you like." Her nails teased along his waistband, and he shivered. How very like her to turn the tables on him. "I've spent enough time not kissing you."

"In that case..." Kaidan closed the distance again, and Sion happily met him halfway. They kissed until Kaidan's neck started to ache and Sion nearly fell out of the chair trying to get closer. He caught her, like he always would, and they laughed as he helped her to her feet. She pressed close, tilting her chin up to meet his eyes as she wrapped her arms around his waist. It was easy to forget how much shorter she was than he, when she was in armor or uniform. She could fit her head right under his own chin. A perfect fit. He gave her another kiss. "Permission to distract you further, Commander?" he murmured against her lips.

She hummed. "Take me to bed, Major. Consider the Mako forgotten."

Kaidan did just that, scooping her up—to a delighted peal of laughter—and carrying her to their bed. He made damn sure she didn't think about that stupid model for the rest of the night.

send me a lil kiss prompt maybe

#shenko #fshenko #kaidan alenko #sionainn shepard #mass effect #i can do some more fshenko or some mshenko or some nolden or whatever man #mefic #shanfic #sionainnfic #fshenkofic #shenkofic #long post

[beansnake]

retirement + the future

Hey everyone!

I’ll cut right to the point: I am retiring from being a full-time artist. I’ll give further details below the readmore, but I know this will be a very long post due to my propensity for being verbose as all hell and don’t want to beat around the bush about the core update. Also worth noting this is a slightly edited copy+paste of a public post available on my Patreon. But tumblr hates links so... Anyway, onward!

Transitioning out of this job is something I’ve wanted to do for a while; it has been taking a great toll on me (multiple repetitive stress injuries a year, constant financial stress, and a huge amount of burnout), so I’ve been investigating other job opportunities for the last six months. I’ve finally found one I’m satisfied with in the form of a full-time remote position that I’ll be starting on July 11th.

I know this is a bit short notice – after all, the 11th is a little under two weeks away – but I didn’t want to make any grand announcements until this change was 100% locked in. Now it is, I wanted to provide some closure for the many, many incredible people who have been supporting me for so long. I also want to outline what will be happening with Patreon, any possible commission openings in future, and my art going forward.

I’ll split this into sections for easy reading: what I’ll be doing in the lead-up to the 11th (The Final Days), my plans for patreon/commissions (Art for You), what I want to do about art in future (Art for Me), and finally some words for my regulars/patrons (Many Thanks).

THE FINAL DAYS

As many of you are probably aware, I still have multiple commissions in my queue and some Patreon rewards to finish. I am also currently dealing with another RSI flare and my usual back problems. I had hoped to finish most of these in the past week, but I know all too well to not push myself when I’m in this state.

So! My tentative plans are: use this week to finish the Patreon pieces and stream them if needed to inspire increased productivity. Then use the remaining week to crack down on the commissions sitting in my queue. It is possible I will run over both of these deadlines due to my RSI flare, which I’ll discuss with those I’m working for right now. Please keep an eye on your messages/email if this is you!

ART FOR YOU

After finishing the commissions in my queue I will be closed permanently for commissions. It may happen that I’ll do the occasional paid piece here and there at my whims, but I have no plans to open regularly or publicly.

As for Patreon, this is something I want to discuss with my patrons. I think I’d like to keep it open as-is at least until the end of the year, but what I do after that is very open. I’m also not entirely sure how much time I’ll have a month to do rewards, so I will likely limit reward slots to 3-5 a month. This is a very ‘play it by ear’ situation.

Again, all of this will be discussed with my patrons – via the discord server and through the most recent post on my Patreon (sorry no link bc tumblr etc), if you aren’t in said server. Please give me your thoughts and input, you all have supported me through a lot of tough times and I really cannot express my gratitude enough.

ART FOR ME

You may be asking yourself, ‘Birov are you just not going to draw anymore?’ The answer is… I’ll probably always draw. Art has been the love of my life for years upon years. As much as I’ve struggled with burnout for the last three, I know I’ll never stop drawing permanently. The only uncertainty is how much I’ll be drawing.

My theory is that I’ll probably draw very little for the first few months while my brain resets and realizes art is something I can do for fun and isn’t just my job. After this period, I have the feeling I’ll be drawing a lot more than I currently do.

But who knows! I do know I have a lot of personal art endeavors I’d like to undertake and having a clearer work/life balance may actually encourage me to undertake them. I also want to get more into drawing for-fun fanart… The world is my oyster I suppose.

So the answer to this really is… I don’t know how much or what I’ll be drawing once I start this job. But I do know I’ll keep sharing whatever I do make with everyone. I just hope you’ll continue supporting me wherever my whims take me!

MANY THANKS

I’m not really sure how to start this section… I have a lot of very intense and deep-seated emotions about the overwhelming support I’ve received in the years I’ve worked as an artist. I’ve been so, so fucking blessed; I’ve worked with almost exclusively kind clients, grown a very tight and kind community, and been given so much love I literally cannot pay it all back.

To my beloved regular commissioners: as I said, I’ve been blessed to almost exclusively work with kind people, and you guys are the core of that. So many of you have been coming back to me year after year, asking after my health with understanding for any delays, and just generally being so good to me in so many untold ways. Thank you for trusting me time and time again to make your imagination reality. It was an honor of the highest order.

To my dear patrons: many of you fall into the previous bracket, but even if you don’t, you’ve all been taking such good care of me. Without Patreon, I would have been in such dire financial straits – especially with all of my health problems. Having both the financial security and the community y’all provided me with was seriously so life changing. Thank you for always telling me to rest, for working with me to create a system we all enjoyed, and most of all for being kind to each other as well as me. I owe you all so much. Thank you, thank you, thank you <3

To my followers (new and old, though some of you have been with me for OVER TEN YEARS!!): I wouldn’t be here without you. I can’t believe how many versions of me and my art you’ve all played witness to. Thank you for loving all (or almost all?) of them. I hope you’ll love where I go next.

So… That’s the end of it. Goodbye to Birov-the-Freelancer (for now, possibly forever). Thank you all again. I’m saying it a lot, but it truly is all I can do as I look back at my many years as a commission artist. I was lucky, is all I can think. It would be stupid on my part to not be insanely grateful.

Thus, for the final time: thank you for supporting me, loving my work, and being so good to me. And thank you for reading this incredibly long post. It’s kind of dramatic but I won’t lie, this feels like an insanely huge change in my life. I honestly at points never thought I’d do anything else but this. Forever. So forgive me the theatrics. Plus, it’s just my nature.

Anyway, I’ll end it here before I ramble anymore.

– Birov <3

#birov talks #a long ass update thank you sorry its a nightmare in length

[much-obliged-timothy]

Devil May Cry: Unexpected Ties Part 10

Good news! I finally got around to uploading this to AO3. I’ll be posting the whole thing there, edited with new content and scenes and an additional chapter that I won’t be putting on Tumblr to wrap it all up. I’m hoping to put more DMC content on AO3 in the near future! And, as always, you can find the masterpost for this series here! I originally was going to leave this as the last chapter, but decided to write one more to celebrate putting it on AO3!

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Nero kept up his training by himself, but didn’t venture to the forest again. Credo started play fighting with him again as Nero calmed his attacks.

But the older boy and his sister weren’t around much as the town got back to normalcy as the panic from the attack subsided. Credo resumed his regular training and Kyrie continued her singing lessons.

That left Nero on his own once again. Dante saw the other kids occasionally bullying Nero, but Nero would yank his hood over his head and storm away from them more often than he would yell at them over it. 

It was sad, really. Nero’s anger was bred by the actions of others; the boy had a kind heart. Dante regularly spotted Nero doing kind things for others, seemingly without thought. He’d tear off pieces of his sandwich at lunch to feed the birds or stray animals. He’d jog up the street to help an elderly citizen carry their bags. He’d climb up the side of a building to pull down a frisbee a little kid had accidentally tossed on the roof. 

But Dante could see that kindness slowly being buried by the anger. It was always there, always escaping through in those little thoughtful acts. But his anger and his pain occasionally made him hesitate before going to help someone, like he feared their rejection. Or, sometimes Dante feared, like he figured they could shoulder their own burdens like they made him shoulder his alone.

Dante worried what the kid would grow into being treated like this his whole childhood. He had so few people that cared for him. He was fiercely loyal and protective of the ones who did. 

That kind of isolated love could warp him just as easily as the total isolation of Vergil’s existence. Dante couldn’t help but worry over the boy.

He kept thinking of Nero’s words. What if he really did take the kid with him…?

He didn’t kid himself for a second that he could give Nero a normal childhood. But he could give him family, balanced training, and a focused purpose. 

Ah, who was Dante kidding? Certainly not himself. He didn’t know the first thing about raising a kid.

Besides, if he took Nero with him, surely the truth would eventually come out. Would Nero be mad at Dante for not telling him that first time they met? Or would he understand that Dante was only trying to protect him by hiding the truth from him?

Dante tried not to think on it too hard.

Right now, he watched Nero as the boy sat by himself, headphones on and drawing aimless shapes in the dirt with a stick. It was a nice evening, but it was starting to get late and Nero hadn’t eaten anything since lunch. 

Dante heaved a sigh and jumped down to the street. He knew he needed to leave Fortuna soon. The longer he was here, the worse he was making the situation. But he didn’t want to end on the note they’d last parted on.

He strolled over to Nero and kicked the stick out of his hand. Nero jerked his head up in surprise, eyes going wide and the hint of a shy smile on his face when he realized who was standing there.

He pulled his headphones down around his neck. “Hi, Dante.”

“I was heading to grab some pizza when I spotted you. Want a bite?” Dante offered.

Nero nodded and stood up, turning his music off. He fell into step beside Dante.

Dante got them each a slice of pizza and they retreated to a sidestreet to eat together, sitting on boxes. Nero was uncharacteristically quiet.

“Alright kid, why’s the cat got your tongue all of a sudden?” Dante asked.

“I thought you might be mad at me,” he admitted, not looking at Dante.

“Nah, kid’s do dumb stuff a lot. I’m not one to hold a grudge,” he said. “If I was, would I have bought you pizza? It’s a sacred meal not to be shared with enemies.”

Nero smiled a little at that, looking relieved. “Oh. Okay.”

“Something else on your mind?” Dante asked.

Nero seemed to consider for a moment before nodding to himself. He looked up and finally met Dante’s eyes. “Can we, um, can we…can we just play, Dante? Like the day we met?” He looked a little desperate. “I didn’t mean to make you mad at me. I just wanna play.”

“Promise not to be a dummy again?” Dante asked, playfully bopping his fist against Nero’s head.

Nero relaxed even more. “Promise.”

They finished eating and Nero retrieved his ball for them to play. They started up a game of catch, just like that first day.

Nero seemed to loosen up the longer they played. He gave his high-pitched, boyish squeal of delight when he managed to toss the ball over Dante’s head and make him chase it. His grins were triumphant every time he caught the ball, and his enthusiasm drove him to keep playing even when he was clearly out of breath.

And Dante found he was having fun, too. He drove dramatically for the ball or let it hit him in the face to get a laugh out of Nero. He’d throw it over the kid’s head just to tease him, taunting him whenever Nero had to run and chase the ball.

The sidestreet echoed with their laughter and taunts. Nero’s bright smile and shining eyes made him look more like a happy young child than Dante had ever seen him.

He didn’t want this to end. He didn’t want to acknowledge that sinking feeling in his gut that told him this was it.

But Nero was a child. His endurance was better than that of a human, but he was still a young child.

He collapsed on the ground, arms splayed out and chest heaving. He was still beaming a smile, even as he gasped for breath.

When he had enough breath to giggle, he did so. He sat up and propped his arms on his knees.

Dante went and sat beside him, setting the ball down in front of them. Nero hesitantly leaned against Dante’s arm, relaxing when Dante didn’t push him off or move away.

“Tired?” Dante said, grinning down at him.

Nero returned the grin, his face flushed from running around so much. “Little bit. But I still did better than you.”

Dante let out a dramatic groan. “I’m old. Take it easy on me, kid.”

Nero giggled again, pressing a hand to his mouth to try and stifle it. “Nah. Keep up, old man.”

The sun had set and the stars were starting to decorate the sky overhead. Nero looked up at them, his head resting on Dante’s shoulder.

“Do the stars look the same outside of Fortuna?” he asked.

“I…never really paid attention,” Dante said, glancing up at the sky. 

“I look at the stars a lot,” Nero admitted. 

“Well, someday you’ll look at them from somewhere other than Fortuna. I know it,” Dante said.

Nero smiled softly. “Yea. I’d like that. Thanks for playing with me, Dante.”

Dante put his arm around Nero. “You’re not the only one who had fun with it, Nero.”

Nero seemed unspeakably pleased by that. The two fell into a comfortable silence, just watching the sky together.

It was all coming to an end; Dante could feel it. But for tonight, he held his nephew to his side and watched the stars with him, pretending their time together was as infinite as the sky above them.

#devil may cry #Dante Sparda #Nero Sparda #dmc dante #dmc nero #DMC #devil may cry fanfiction #dmc fanfiction #dmc unexpected ties #My writing

[8bit-mau5]

22, 23, 27, & 30? For the art meme!

What physical exercises do you do before drawing, if any

I'm gonna get in trouble for this one cos i know. i KNOW this is so important but i just CANT integrate it into my routine. Its the ADHD i think, starting smth and adding it to my daily tasks is nigh impossible for me. SO... THE ANSWER IS I DONT.. NHSGDBFGFBG

Do you use different layer modes

Sometimes, though very rarely!! I only use things like multiply + add glow because those are.. 2 of 4 layer modes i actually understand. I havent bothered to learn the rest, or commit their effects to memory.

Most of my coloring and rendering is all on one layer because it's fun and easy for me. Feels like I'm working traditionally when I do ^^ (i also regularly forget to just. add more layers!)

When I DO use layer modes, it's usually for when Im working on big illustrative pieces for myself.

Do you warm up before getting to the good stuff? If so, what is it you draw to warm up with

Sometimes, but not always! Another really bad artist habit of mine is jumping right into a big commission project, or jumping right into what I wanna do and then end up surprised when it doesnt go my way asjdhdhgdg

What piece of yours do you think is underrated

Lord almighty. So many. So many. But especially these I think. The first one is DND but the response was underwhelming even on twitter, which was a shame cos its still one of my top fave pieces Ive ever done! IIRC this piece is from 2020, it was the first time I tried a hard light effect/high contrast lighting and I've definitely improved plenty since this piece, it was my first step to getting little out of my comfort zone and trying new things.

The next would have to be this piece I was SUPER proud of cos I had tried new things, like I was extremely happy w/drawing a full piece for myself but the response was. I don't remember much if any. BUT that wont stop me from loving how this came out. Gigi looks so serene here and I couldn't be happier! TW for blood + death, thought the first pic makes me think of cotton candy w/the colors askdjhdhgd

Thirdly, a piece that blew up on twitter but got an underwhelming response here Where I Post Fantrolls. TW for blood + strangulation under the cut. It's a Chrona flshback I was really excited to reveal, it's the reason he has as many tattoos as he does (': Given the TWs i DO understand why it didnt go around though.

ARTIST ASK GAME

#asks #toojazzed #mun stuff #Gabriel's art #blood #death #death ment #strangulation #FOR JUST IN CASE #ask to tag #THANKS SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK BTW LIAM #i meant to get to it yesterday but. bad migraine #im alive now though #this was such a fun ask game