#my art skills are trash okay

[ohimsummer]

RANDOM HORROR GAMER! SATORU HCS

— one(1) suggestive under the cut so minors dni, gamer! gojo x reader, established rs, explicit language, some gamer! reader, pet names (sweetums, baby, (my) love), the link has body horror!!, horror-loving gojo in general <3

⭑ ࣪ ˖ sum’z notes.ᐟ gojo playing outlast and resident evil and silent hill and fnaf and and

horror gamer! satoru who always likes you around whenever he starts playing. doesn’t matter if you’re cooking, showering, or out for the day—and prefers you in his lap while in his comfy gaming chair, but if you’re even just on the bed nearby then that’s totally okay, too.

horror gamer! satoru who finds it so cute when the jumpscares actually startle you. laughs when you let out a yelp or a scream, giggling a ‘relax, baby’ as if his heart didn’t stop for a second at the same scare.

horror gamer! satoru who asks your opinions and recommendations on what games to play, even if you know nothing about them. if he’s stuck between two games, he’ll let you be the tiebreaker, shoving the two options in your face for you to choose from even if your reasons are inane. ‘you like the art on this one better? the title sounds cooler? okay, come check it out with me!’

horror gamer! satoru who finds it comforting whenever you’re cuddled under him while he plays. your scent and the warmth of your body soothes him, makes the scares a little less frightening and he calms down way quicker when he gets to hug you so tight. (refers to you as his emotional support y/n)

horror gamer! satoru who’s just about always eating his words about how terrified the game is making him. talks so much shit going ‘oh this dumbass monster isn’t even that scary’ and you just like to humor him even though you can feel his heart pounding in his chest.

horror gamer! satoru who enjoys when you also talk a little trash with him. ‘i could totally take that monster on, right, baby?’ ‘hell yeah, it looks weak as shit, you could destroy that thing.’

horror gamer! satoru and you both frantically talking over eachother when he gets to a fast-paced area of the game, parts that require swift puzzle-solving or thinking quickly on your feet. ‘fuckfuckfuck where do i go, where do i go ?!’ ‘that way, THAT WAY, no the other way, oh my god, run!!’

horror gamer! satoru who likes handing you the mouse/controller and watching you play. guides you through some parts when you get confused, and always returns your victorious grin when you’re able to get past the really scary or difficult areas by yourself.

‘look at my baby gettin’ through the little mini-boss after 26– ow, fine, 18 tries! so proud of you, sweetums, guess my super-awesome gaming skills are rubbin’ off on ya, huh?’

horror gamer! satoru who lets you get jumpscared even when he knows a scare is coming up. ‘didn’t wanna ruin the experience for ya, baby’ while he’s almost spitting out his water from trying to hold back laughter.

horror gamer! satoru who you have to gently drag away from his setup when he starts getting frustrated. he’s been stuck on this one part for hours now because of rng or the boss is just ‘stupid and rigged’ and insanely hard. you can see his jaw clench, his moves getting sloppier in his exasperation.

horror gamer! satoru let’s you pepper kisses up and down his neck, over his jaw and cheeks, on his forehead as you murmur suggestions to take a break in his ear. you hold your own drink up in an offer for him to take a sip, before slipping away to grab one of his favorite sweet treats to hopefully ease his frustrations. ‘give it a rest and come cuddle with me for a bit, my love, you can always try again later.’

horror gamer! satoru who buys another controller (in your favorite color) so he can play co-op horror games with you. he loves watching you improve, proud when he doesn’t have to carry you as hard anymore. and it feels so much more fun because it’s like you’re experiencing the scares together, not the same as when you’re just watching him play.

horror gamer! satoru who goes horror game-hunting with you. he loves that your interest in them has grown so much, and you two can actually talk in detail about them since your ‘horror knowledge’ isn’t at base level anymore.

horror gamer! satoru likes that you’re not just watching him play and listening to him explain what’s going on anymore. you’re more heavily intrigued in the game lore and spotting tiny details or references in the games.

you’re playing a multiplayer horror game with satoru, exploring a different room of the house since you two have split up to cover more ground.

‘oh, wow! satoru, look at this little figure on the desk!’

his avatar makes its way over, and he’s a little excited to see the tiny evil within 2 reference on the piece of furniture.

‘it’s obscura, isn’t that so cool?’ ‘fuck yeah, wonder if there’s any more hidden around here somewhere?’ and you both keep an eye out for any other allusions to more horror game characters.

horror gamer! satoru who convinces you that playing in the dark is so much better. and it is, it makes the whole experience that much scarier, and you hate (love) it. you find yourself peeping into the dark shadows of the room, goosebumps raised on every inch of skin. and also wanting to punch satoru in the throat when he grazes a finger up the nape of your neck, laughing at your fright when you just about jump out of your skin.

horror gamer! satoru who buys little trinkets or figures of horror game characters. bought you a silent hill nurse figurine to go next to his of pyramid head. you both dressed up as said characters for a Halloween party once, and then ended up, um, undressing eachother in someone’s bathroom later that night…

horror gamer! satoru who knows all kinds of horror game trivia and he loves exchanging facts with you, even if you tell him stuff he already knows. again, he just loves that you share his favorite interest! tell him over and over about how [char.] is your favorite horror game villain or how [song] makes that scene so much creepier! he will eat it up again and again and again.

horror gamer! satoru who gets so excited whenever you present a new game to him, especially if it’s one he hasn’t seen before! ‘holy shit, baby is this a new release? fuck, we have to play this tonight!’

a casual (horror-themed) date night with horror gamer! satoru could be going out to see a new scary movie in theatres, or even just staying in to play your favorite horror games together. on nights like those, he likes to suggest cheesy, parody, or nostalgic horror games like slenderman or some .EXE game.

tagz: @anthoosies @staryukis @hellkaiserinphoenix @biscuitsngravie @elusivemoon @rxddxvotion @babytoshiii

#satoru gojo headcanons #gojo satoru headcanons #jjk headcanons #gojo headcanons #satoru headcanons #gojo x reader #satoru x reader

[enoe-of-noen]

Better than me

Contains: Insecure Gender Neutral!Mc, OM! Beelzebub, hurt/comfort, lotta words, poor writing :/

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Mc looked at their test score. “Woah, a 64? That’s not too bad!” Their seat mate smiled, noticing Mc’s furrowed brows. “..what’d you get?” Mc stared at them with their cold eyes, making their seat mate shiver. “U-uhm! A-a…a 95..” Mc took a breath and smiled. “Good for you,” the teacher dismissed them and Mc waved them adieu.

“Mc! Mc!” A newspaper member walked up to them with sparkles in their eyes. “Yes?” “I made it into the art contest!! They actually liked my art!” Mc chuckled at their enthusiasm, pushing back their intruding thoughts. “That’s wonderful, I was confident in you anyways.” The member grinned before running off to their next class.

“…” Mc silently walked to their next class; looking down at the doodles on their paper. “Art…” They tapped their pencil on the paper repeatedly, before groaning. “I’m not even good, why should I bother thinking about it?”

“Mc?” Satan’s voice whispered. Mc turned to look at him with a raised brow. “Yes?” Satan pointed at Mc’s bouncing leg with concern. “You look troubled, something the matter?” Mc sighed, calming their leg down. “It’s nothing important, Tanny.” Satan wasn’t convinced but returned to writing notes. Mc huffed and looked at the clock, waiting for the day to be over with.

At lunch, Mc found themselves alone outside. “A beautiful day..heh, and here I am sulking on my mediocre skills.” They sniffled and took a bite of their food. “God, I’m pathetic..”

“Mc?” The voice made Mc jump and whip their head to the sound. “Oh, Beelzeburg, hey,” they smiled. “I’m not, uhm, annoying you by being here, right?” “Not at all, if anything, I need the company.” Mc scooted and made room for Beelzebub on the bench. “You still hungry? I don’t feel like eating,” they offered their lunch. “Thank you,” he took it with a small smile.

They sat in silence for a minute before Beel spoke. “Mc, are you..okay? Ever since this morning you’ve looked down.” Mc’s eyes went wide. “Oh, h-have I? Sorry, Beel, you don’t need to worry about it, I swear. Just…thoughts.”

“Thoughts?” Mc nodded at his confusion. “What..what thoughts?” He stopped eating, giving Mc his full attention. “Sometimes, I have these..thoughts. Thoughts that tell me I’m not good enough, that everyone is better than me.” Mc took a shaky breath, Beel’s hand placing itself on their back.

“I can’t get a stupid test mark higher than 70%, every art/craft I create is trash compared to actual artists, I stress about such stupid, little things, and the fact…” They sniffed. “The fact…I’m just human…” A tear fell from their eye. “I’m sorry, Beel, you probably don’t want to hear this,” they wiped their cheek.

“…I don’t mind. I like hearing your voice. And..it makes me feel useful to you,” he held their hand. “I can’t really help with those, but Mc, I love your art. I love your effort in practically everything. I love your drive to succeed. I love being here for you.” Mc sniffled. “I love you.”

Mc had slow tears falling from their cheeks. “I love the fact you’re human. That you allow yourself to be vulnerable. That you trust me,” Beel hugged them tightly. “I hope I can help you more, you’re very important to me, Mc.”

“Oh Beel..” Mc sobbed into his shoulder, clutching his shirt. “Mc, I love you. I know that there are people better than you, but, that doesn’t mean you’re any less amazing.” Beelzebub continued rubbing their back gently until they calmed.

“Thanks, Beel…I l-love you too.” Mc smiled, holding Beelezebub tighter. “No problem, Mc.” Beelzebub returned the smile. Lunch ended and Beelzebub led Mc to a bathroom to wash up, waiting outside patiently. “I’m done, let’s go,” Mc took Beelzebub’s hand before walking off.

“I’ll always have those days where I’m down in the dumps, but at least I’ll have you there by my side for as long as you can.”

Mmm could always be better.

#obey me drabble #obey me comfort #obey me mc #obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel #om! beel #om! beelzebub #om! shall we date #not entirely proud #obey me satan #om! satan #obey me beelzebub x mc #gender neutral mc

[funky-town-909]

Okay so my friend sent me this picture because she saw a video on tik tok, Stay with me and read carefully okay!? And she said he don’t pay em so I thought it would be funny to draw this pic with my trashy art skills

Hahaha I hate this but oh well! It’s trash art!

#shovelware studios #shovelware’s brain game #dancing banana #fyppage #probably will make more

[mithclearwell]

Just out of curiouse, do you have any tips for beginner artists? I would really appreciate one

Of course! ^-^ I'm more than happy to help!

Let's see...without the ability to have a conversation, I'm not sure where exactly you are in skill level, so I guess I'll start with some basic quality-of-life tips.

General:

You don't have to go to college to get good at art. I didn't go to art school!

Watch youtube videos from good artists, or those you admire!

What kind of art do you ultimately want to produce? This isn't an instance of "I can only pick one thing", it's more like...each type of art requires different skills, and if you know ahead of time what you want to do FIRST, you can narrow down what you have to learn.

learn proper sketching and use of circles and other shapes to build the figure, don't just jump in making the final lines right away! It's not a "cheat", it's proper technique. It's "caring about your work".

Same for references. Google up some images of what you want to draw and look at them while you draw your own picture. It's not only okay, it's what professionals do. You need to train your EYE as well as your hand.

It's okay to mimic styles you like! But be aware that each artist may stretch or squish or exaggerate proportions to fit what they personally like to see. This is why it's IMPERATIVE that you learn realism alongside any manga style you want to try. Once you learn where the eyes sit on the face, the different facial planes and what bones they relate to, and different sizes and builds for the face, you can then manga them up to any style you want!

For real paper:

Use a protector sheet, or wear a glove on your drawing hand. You want to make sure you don't get graphite or colored pencil on the side of your hand, and then smear it on your drawing. Placing a piece of paper under your hand will protect your work!

Don't touch your art with your fingertips. Fingertips have oil and gunk on them, and will smudge your drawing. (If you're working with charcoal, this could work to your advantage! But you're probably not using charcoal. It's messy and usually limited to college art students.)

Get the right tools! You can buy a small eraser set in the art section of Wal-Mart for like $3 -- it has a polymer eraser, a smaller white eraser, and the all-important KNEADED ERASER. This thing can be squished and torn apart and it'll pick up graphite like a champ! Do not bother with hard pink erasers, they're trash.

You don't need special paper to learn. I used to draw on the backs of my dad's extra math photocopy papers. Copy paper is smooth and not too fussy and I like it. "Sketch pads" usually have a rougher grain, and I hate the way the paper feels. Also there's a lot of ugly white spots when you try to shade or use colored pencils. Only use that if you're keeping a cute little book or using pastel crayons or something (or it's all you have). Don't fuss over it too much while you're learning. It won't make much difference until you're ready to specialize!

Blending stumps are cool and even pros use them.

Get a small electric pencil sharpener. They're less than $10 at places like Dollar General, and those stores are literally everywhere.

If you get a manual sharpener in an "art set", that's fine, too, but it hurts my hand to do it manually. I like the ones that have little covers.

It DOES matter what kind of ink pen you use. Gel pens will smear. Most markers are washable, and you better believe they will run at the first hint of moisture. India Ink also smears and runs with water. I recommend Sakura Micron pens, Zig Mangaka pens, or my favorite --- the Kuretaki Bimoji felt tip brush pen. You can get all that on Amazon, and it's like $6. I got the superfine tip.

LET YOUR INK DRY BEFORE YOU PUT MARKERS OR WATERCOLOR OR ANYTHING AT ALL OVER IT. It takes maybe 20 minutes.

If you don't plan to color it, you CAN draw with a ball point pen and it'll look just fine.

Do a tiny little water streak test with any markers you plan to use with watercolor. Just brush a tiny bit of water over the mark after it's dry to see if it bleeds. I use that bleed to my advantage sometimes, but you just gotta be aware of what's what.

Digital:

You can buy a small, cheap tablet from HUION for less than $40. MAKE THE INVESTMENT. IT'S WORTH IT.

Clip Studio Paint is EXCELLENT. Well worth the $50-$60 price tag. I think you can try it before you buy it, too. It gives you access to the Asset Store -- which is the single greatest artistic sharing tool I have EVER seen, and I've used SAI for ...probably a decade... I've used dozens of custom brushes and even made my own, and I just can't even believe what is available with CSP. Do yourself a favor and get it.

"But I can't use a tablet! I can't look at a screen while I draw!" Yes you can. YES you can. Yes you can, if you'll just try it. "but I tried once and it didn't work" Well YEAH, if you only tried a handful of times, OF COURSE it didn't work. Do you know what practice is? HUION screen tablets are over $300!!!!! Do you have that kind of disposable income lyin around? (plz donate some to me if you do lololjk =u=; )

Start saving a folder full of refs.

Ask people to tell you what to draw. Let them request something for free. This makes you draw things you wouldn't normally draw, and there is INCREDIBLE value in stepping outside of your comfort zone. You will level up in no time.

Whew...that covers most of the basics, I think. If you have something specific you want me to go into more detail on, please let me know! I love helping ;w;

#mithart #tips #art help #asks

[adventuretolkienlover]

Hugo's Dynamics with the Tangled Gang

I noticed that a lot of people think Hugo would be at odds with the rest of the Tangled team. Or even straight up disliked by them! But I don't think that would be so. Now keep in mind, these are just my headcannons. But I think this is how it would be. Also, just as a heads up, I prefer Varian and Hugo as really good friends as opposed to lovers. So I'll be using that AU instead. (EDIT: Fixed some Grammer mistakes.)

Rapunzel:

At first, Hugo finds Rapunzel's enthusiasm a bit off setting. But there's one thing that starts the friendship. They are both outgoing. They both like trying new things! And soon they're trying all kinds of things together. New restaurant? They'll check it out! Some sort of new traveling show passing through? Sign them up! Alchemy Convention? Heck yes!

I like to think Rapunzel likes teaching people to paint. And one day, Hugo ducks into her painting class to evade a ticked off Eugene. (Guess who was snooping through his cosmetics again? Lol!) Rapunzel convinces him to stay and help him paint a simple painting of maybe flowers and or his mouse Olivia. Hugo doesn't think he has much artistic talent. But Raps thinks it's adorable! And after that, Raps will give him art tips and lessons every once in a while.

Rapunzel also help him learn how to relax. Hugo can be a bit uptight. And she shows him how's okay to slow down and enjoy life. After a life of being on the run, Hugo needs that. Things like nice rests from the lab in the castle gardens or even just spending time together with the family, (I.e Varian and the rest.) are all on the agenda.

OH! One more thing they have in common! Being manipulated by someone they considered a mother figure. Hugo had Donella and Raps had Mother Gothal!

Eugene:

They don't like each other at first. They're still sore at each other about an old job they did together. Spoiler alert. It didn't work out great.

They are super competitive about all sorts of things. Like, ALL sorts of stuff! Who's got the best sneaking skills. The best sword fighting skills. Who's got better hair.😂 A lot.

And they are definitely competitive when it comes to Varian. Both want big brother privileges! But they don't seem to understand Varian loves them both equally. Eventually they come to an understanding and agree to share big brother duties for Varian's sake.

Their competitiveness does settle down a bit after a while. Eugene realizes the Hugo is actually not that bad. And Hugo realizes that the past is past and Eugene is a different person now. They still have banter. But it's not really ill natured. Just regular dude trash talking.

Cass:

I'm going with a friend on this one. INSTANT FRIENDS! Why you may ask? Let me explain.

They both can give a hard time to people they dislike. And you KNOW they'd gang up on Eugene.🤣 Between Cass's "Fitzjerk" nick name for him and gosh knows what nick names and insults Hugo can come up with, Eugene's in for a ride!

Weapons. WEAPONS WEAPONS WEAPONS! Knives are their favorite. They regularly show off their knife collections to each other. Hugo got really excited to see Cass's. She's got some really high quality knives!

Conversations like this.👉 (Rapunzel: Cass. You cannot take a sword to a ball. Cass: If Hugo can take his knives, I can take my sword. Varian: What?! Hugo: *Grins and somehow pulls three knives out of his sleeves* Rapunzel: No. Definitely not. Hugo: We don't have any fun. Do we Cass?)

I'm pretty sure the two of them have rather controversial views on the royals. And sometimes Varian joins them.

Lance:

Again, INSTANT FRIENDS!

They have all sorts in common! Flamboyant? Check! Love to be fabulous? Check! Still slightly has thief instincts? Check! Love to preform? Check! Drama queens kings? Definitely a big checkaroonie!

Also, I like to think they both have some abandonment issues and are both looking for parental support. Both went almost their whole lives without a good family so... Yeah. Support buddies!

And I think Hugo is inspired by Lance adopting Angry and Catalina. Giving kids the best life possible to make up for the horrible one you had? Yes please! Hugo probably decides to adopt a few of his own someday. And speaking of Angry and Catalina...

Angry and Catalina:

I imagine that when I come to these two, Varian is Catalina's favorite and Hugo is Angry's favorite. And vise versa.

Not saying Hugo doesn't like Catalina. She's very sweet. But Hugo's very... LOUD. In his demeanor and general presence. And a bit brash sometimes.

Because of this though, I think Angry would latch on eventually. Maybe not right away. Because this is Angry after all. But soon enough.

So that's all I got for now! Feel free to reblog and add your thoughts onto this!

#varian and the seven kingdoms #alchemy bros #vat7k #hugo the human #varian the alchemist #varian #tangled #tts #tts Eugene #tts rapunzel #tts lance #tts angry #tts catalina #tts cassandra #tangled the series #tts headcannons #rta headcannons #vat7k headcannons #varian vat7k #hugo vat7k #rta eugene #rta rapunzel #rta varian #rta cassandra #rta Lance #rta angry #rta Catalina #rta #tts Cassie #rapunzel's tangled adventure

[stickynotelovers-art]

I absolutely love your art it is absolutely amazing I wish I could draw aa good as you do

Thank you! I do truly appreciate how much everyone is liking my art.

Some advice I want to share because it's something I've had to let myself learn.

It's okay to not like your art. Disliking your art is part of the process. Learning to love your own art takes time. It can be very difficult not to compare yourself to others. The way I've been teaching myself to be happy with my art is remembering that it's a skill I am constantly learning. I honestly will finish a portion of something and then look at the next day to see if I like it. If I do I continue on to the next step, if I don't I give myself 2 options: Leave it be or start over.

There are several things I've posted that are 'Leave it bes' and there are several that are complete start overs.

Starting over is not giving up. Sometimes trashing it and beginning again is good because then you try it from a different viewpoint. I have layers upon layers for all of the color palette challenge pieces that I rough sketched multiple versions of before I was satisfied. There's some that I feel I could do a whole lot better now than when I originally drew it.

There's always room for improvement and change. Experimenting your style is a good way to find what makes you happy. I haven't been this actively drawing, or even in a fandom like this, for well over a decade. Adulthood and just life in general can get in the way and drag us down so easily. I love that I found something I'm enjoying to the fullest.

[dearestones]

Because I Feel Like a Winner (Hacker x M! Reader)

Warnings: Established relationship, fluff, slight humor. 

@mondgewalt Request: first off: congratulations on reaching 750 followers!! you absolutely deserve them!! i loved your hacker valentines day scenario btw!! again, thank u for doing my request <33

would you be okay with writing for hacker again? with a male reader and this prompt:

“ why are you looking at me like that? ” 

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It was to the sound of fast and nimble fingers tapping quickly across a series of keys that eventually woke you up from your impromptu nap. You roused, eyes still bleary and droopy from an unexpected awakening, that you took a moment to yourself to breathe in deeply and nuzzle your face into the soft sheets that lay curled and twisted underneath and around your body. While the sheets hadn't been washed in about a week or so (you had asked your boyfriend and he rolled his eyes, but you knew the truth), they didn't smell too bad. The opposite actually—the scent reminded you of your dear boyfriend.

Speaking of—

After rubbing your eyes free of Sandman's dust, you leaned up on your elbows to watch your lovely boyfriend hard at work.

Hacker, like what his name implied, was busy typing something into his computer that he built from the ground up. While he often spent his time playing around holograms and breaking into secret government... whatever it was the government was trying to hide from the well meaning and tax paying citizens of Kansai, he sometimes liked to acquaint himself with the tactile components of the old technology that preceded the old war.

It was a game to him, how fast his fingers could fly across the keys as if he were trying to play on a piano. Sometimes, if you closed your eyes and listened hard enough, maybe you could hear his soul fly in joy; flying in freedom from the drab life of Kansai, even if his hunger for games and more excitement was still left woefully undernourished. He didn't complain too much, especially if he was having fun with you, but you knew that if he could, he would leave this hellhole as fast as possible.

Negative thoughts aside, you enjoyed listening to Hacker play around his keyboard. A few months ago, you had offered to replace some of the keycaps with some that you made by hand. He had scoffed at first, but had taken you up on your offer when he realized that you were serious. The escape key, enter key, and a few random others were covered in Shark and Bunny, a few of Hacker's favorite jelly drinks, and a few special mementoes that you hoped would remind him of yourself whenever you were away. You wouldn't call yourself skilled in creating custom made resin keycaps, but you thought the addition of your little art pieces made his keyboard look cute.

Hacker wouldn't say so, but you knew that every so often, he would take a break and stroke the keycaps. While you could not see his face, you could see in your mind's eye that his expression would neither be mocking in victory or bland from boredom, but soft. Maybe even yearning.

It made you feel warm when you imagined such an expression on his face. 

You were practically burning whenever he turned that specific gaze on you. 

Carefully, you sat up from your previous position of lying on your stomach and began to rise. You tried to keep quiet, but your foot must have caught something because no sooner did you touch down on the floor did a series of baubles, bits and bobs, and wrappers fall down in your wake. Even the blanket, which you thought was still tucked into the bed, had fallen prey to the floor. Grimacing in a panic, you immediately flew into motion—quite like the way Hacker's fingers danced up and down the keys.

Up on the bed did you lay out the blanket again—still a rumpled mess, but you would get to folding it later—into the trash went the wrappers, and on a spare dresser, you placed the little knick-knacks. A shoddy job overall, but you didn't mean to make such a mess and maybe Hacker wouldn't mind that a few things were out of place... especially since most of the things that were placed carelessly atop his bed weren't supposed to be there in the first place!

Why did you take a nap on his bed again? It shouldn’t have been as comfortable as it was considering it was as untidy as a pigsty whenever he got into his moods. 

As you began folding and tucking in the blanket into Hacker's bed, you heard the telltale laugh of your favorite person. 

You sighed. 

A part of you wished that Hacker had donned his headphones, but you should have known better. When you were a person wanted by the law, it was probably best that he was on alert so he wouldn’t be caught unawares if they weren’t communicating through technology. 

You smoothed the covers before following it up by fluffing up his pillows. All the while, you bit down on your lip and hoped that the flaming heat in your cheeks and around your neck would die down. Your only saving grace was that you could try and hide your shame within the confines of Hacker’s room due to the relatively low lighting. Before you knew it, however, the minor tasks that you assigned yourself were done, which meant…

You looked up and balked, your face once again heating up in embarrassment. 

“Why are you looking at me like that?” 

Not: 

How long have you been looking at me?

You got the feeling that Hacker had been gauging your reaction and subsequently trying to hide his amusement ever since your first foray into clumsiness. 

Bright blue eyes, usually ensconced underneath a hardened veneer of callous boredom or hyped up with manic glee, was softened at the edges and his lips were curved up in a gentle smile. His laughter had long since ceased, but he leaned back with his elbow on his desk and his chin resting within the palm of his hand, as if the force of his laughter had caused him to lean back from the force. 

He caught your gaze and he winked. 

You heaved a sigh, but you smiled and made your way to him. 

“Got a good laugh at the show?” You bent down to smoosh your face against his shoulder, your voice muffled through the fabric of his jacket. Obliging your need for affection, Hacker rubbed at your bicep, his touch soothing if a bit inexperienced. “I feel like such a loser sometimes around you, you know?”

“You do?” Hacker smiled into your cheek. “Because every time I look at you, I feel like a winner.”

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[tectco]

Hello, just wanna start this off by saying that I love your art. I've decided to ask my favourite artists for art tips as I wanna get into it, but no matter what I do it never looks right. So, any tips?

WARNING YOU JUST OPENED THE FLOOD GATES GET READY FOR A LONG ASS POST

WOOOOO BOY, first off huge fucking compliment i honestly didn't think i was anyone's favorite artist (despite what my friends say) and i find it super cool of you to try and draw

Anddd nowww the cowards will run out as soon as you read more

okay so first things first, disclaimer! I AM NO PROFESSIONAL BY ANY STANDARDS, IM JUST SUPER INTERESTED IN ART, DO NOT TAKE MY WORDS AS GOSPEL AND YOU DO NOT NEED TO TAKE MY WORDS OF ADVICE (you didnt say i was but just to cover my ass)

I am still learning as an artist so this will just be advice that helped me, lets just hope i can remember what got me here, and this will be just me jotting down my thoughts as they come so maybe im not the best person to come to about this (i may repeat what other people say in terms of art so bare with me)

SO WITHOUT ANYMORE DISCLAIMER! YOU WANT ART TIPS FROM ME? WELL GET READY FOR SOME BULLSHIT FROM A PERSON WHO'S BEEN SO ARTSY FARTSY IN THEIR ENTIRE LIFE AND HAS NO IDEA WHAT THEY'RE TALKING ABOUT, WELL COME INTO THE SHIT TRAIN!!

Now i dont know if you are an intermediate artist, beginner, need help in specific areas or whatever the hell else but! here's the three main points i always wanted to scream at artists who are just starting out!

Your art WILL look like shit in the beginning

References and inspiration are YOUR FRIEND

DONT be afraid to trace

(I know I know this feels like regurgitated and it probably is BUT HEY STICK WITH ME)

does your art looks fucking trash? THATS GOOD!! KEEP DRAWING!! My art looked fucking ugly when i started and some might say (me) it still does, but thats okay!! You learn more and more from just drawing without any tips, art is a pure skill that builds up, do not be discouraged!! The point of art isn't to be the greatest in the world, it's to be at peace with what you create so if your art looks good to you and you are in a happy place in your progress, you are basically successful in my eyes at least (this doesn't mean to quit learning obviously but it'll come in time, be patient, do not push yourself! that's how you stop loving art and we don't want that happening!)

Ever find yourself asking "man why the fuck does (include art shit here) not look accurate??" well here's a tip, USE REFERENCES! DO NOT BE LIKE ME WHERE YOU JUST WING IT OR ELSE YOU'LL BE CRYING OVER YOUR DRAWING TABLET LIKE I DID AT SOME POINT!! Pay attention to the shapes of the reference, break it down and draw over it if you need to, shapes are very important in art and you need to be able to draw whatever you want in the most basic forms (im no good example of this, i really need to practice more aughhh). As well as references, inspiration is KEY!!! Everything is inspired off each other, nothing is original, so steal from your favorite artists!! Look at their speedpaints, look at how they use colors, analyze how they draw anatomy in their style, see how they use shapes, etc etc, learn from who you consider are the "greats of their times"!! USE ALL THE INSPIRATION YOU HAVE AT YOUR FINGERTIPS!!LITERALLY COPY THEM IF YOU WANT EVEN IF YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY THEY DID THAT, YOU'LL LEARN WITH TIME!! just whatever you do, don't compare yourself so heavily against other artists, i know its hard, i do it myself even! If there is an artist who has a style you so so want, don't crumble if you can't draw in their style perfectly, you'll never win against someone in their art style. I suggest taking inspiration from multiple artists and mashing them together until it looks good in your eyes!!

That actually leads me to my next point! TRACING IS OKAY!! Now obviously I do not mean directly tracing over like some lines, showing it off/posting it and calling it completely original. I mean tracing over the references i mentioned before, or like what i said before, i believe you should actually trace from your favs! (don't call it original like i said before), tracing can help build memory on how to draw certain things like how i took a photo of my hands before, traced them, and then put it to the side to redraw it, making me understand futher how hands work! OR like how i traced a piece of art that i liked to understand how the artist drew their bodies, tracing is used by total professionals in the industry so do not be afraid!! You have total permission from me to trace my art and learn how to draw my wack ass bodies

and for a little extra bit, little bit of a hot take (I'm actually not sure how much of a hot take this is), i don't think you HAVE to learn the fundamentals to get into art. NOW BEFORE YOU RUN OFF SCREAMING AND SHITTING, IM NOT SAYING YOU DON'T NEED THE FUNDAMENTALS UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES!! I'm just saying that if you want to get into art as a complete hobbyist and just want to draw to yknow draw and be happy, you should just go for it! Again don't make art something you hate! I completely encourage learning the fundamentals but don't ever feel like you're failing just because you don't, get into it when you have the time! be patient with yourself, this goes for any hobby/skill but just sink some time into it, i promise you will get further in you hobby than if you push and rush yourself into complete burn out

OH AND HERES MY ULTIMATE TIP! THERE IS NO WRONG WAY TO DO ART!!

Uhhh i think that's everything? Im not exactly sure how comprehensible this is or how the spelling is since i am not beta reading this! But apologies if this wasn't what you were looking for! (if anybody even read this far) and i hope that if you asked your other favorite artists they answered with anything better than whatever this is! I wish you alot of luck in your art journey and thank you for giving me an excuse to talk about art! OH AND REMEMBER TO TAKE BREAKS

#long text post #Tecs going wild #you’re not cowards for not wanting to read the whole thing don’t worry lmao #this was meant to be like #some small reply with my small tips on art but i didn't think itd be paragraphs long #uhhhh whoops my badddd #i literally typed this and ideas flowed in my head so if its all over the place thats another whoopsie #like nobody will care about this #I’m so tired I spent like two hours on this straight since I got so excited #Anddd I’m now gonna post this since it’s like so late and I’m too tired to be worrying if this doesn’t answer the question or if I rambled #tecoask

[rumy1313]

Okay this is kind of a random rant so bear with me.

Artistically speaking, I completely understand Dream. Especially after 4 years of an art school that is helping me to try new stuff and if I want to do something, they support anything.

One of the best examples is one of my classmates. He got obsessed over lines and he’s making so many projects over it, and when he’s “done” with something, he restarts or adds new stuff or even make something new because it is not enough for him. His project is not done and he made now like 20 works just about this project and he’s still working on it.

Another big example is myself. I was working on an animation project trying new stuff I have never tried, and a point I asked to a friend to teach me how to animate and also at the end I asked them to edit for me because we both realised that it was very complex to edit and I wouldn’t have the skills for it. I believed this project would take me like 1 month, and for months before I started it I went around my friends rambling about the project. After life hit me and the project took longer, I lost motivation, to the point I had to drop it, so now I look like a fucking idiot because I was glorifying a project for a year and now it doesn’t even exist anymore.

And also, any project can take so much time. Artists of the past took even years to complete just one painting. Leonardo Da Vinci had so many wips, so many sketches, and so many works he dropped because he was unhappy or it took him too long. It is historically proven that we don’t have a lot of his works because he trashed them! And so many times he had the job done and he was unhappy so he continued it, looking probably like an idiot. And he’s one of the most famous Italian artist!

#Rumy rambles #sorry about this #I wanna say more #I really can relate with Dream on this stuff

[writeingdocs]

7.03pm

stray kids bangchan x oc reader genre: fluff, angst ? cw: the word “transes” used is a term we use for transcripts of notes/reviewers word count: 947 masterlist

x

“One tall hot cappuccino for Addy.”

Chan placed the cup in front of you—well your textbooks. The caffeinated beverage being your 5th one of the day—night.

“On the house.” He added with a wink.

You rolled your eyes at your friend who is left with his white button up shirt and black slacks after the apron was off. His shift was done.

“Impressive.” You say with a teasing amount of sarcasm as you looked at the foam art showing a girl’s sleeping face whom you can only assume is you.

“Thank you.” He equaled.

“No, but seriously, your drawing skills are impressive—much more on paper.” You locked eyes with him. “Why can’t you just tell your parents you want to go to an arts school rather than taking another business course for your masters?” It wasn’t a question—at least it didn’t sound like it.

“The same way you can’t tell yours you don’t want to take the NMAT and pursue Med.”

“Hey! I, for one, slightly like what I’m about to get myself into.” You defended.

“And I, for one, slightly like what I’m currently taking for Masters.”

“Yeah right, your past four-year rant hauntingly says otherwise.” You retorted remembering college days.

“Well, speaking of…how are you holding up?” He changes the subject, gesturing to the pile of transes and textbooks in front of you.

“How do you think?”

“Eh,” he made a face, “you’re holding up pretty decently.”

“Christopher, I’m literally dying.” Okay maybe that was an exaggeration. “And you giving me another cup pushes me more to my early demise.”

This dramantics (dramatic antics) earned a chuckle from him.

“Who says you have to drink it? I just gave you that to show you the foam art.”

“Well of course, you rich kid. Which makes me wonder still why you really work part time here.”

“I’m not rich, my parents are.”

“Exactly what rich people say.”

He rolled his eyes.

“And I work here for the ladies.” He smirked. “Plus it gives me my artistic freedom.”

It was your turn to roll your eyes.

As you were about to drink the cappuccino, not wanting it to go to waste, Chan stopped you.

“I’ll drink this.”

“You can’t even drink coffee.”

“I don’t drink coffee, not I can’t. Besides, if it keeps you alive a little longer then—aw!”

You hit his face with the transes you’re currently highlighting.

x

“Honestly, I’m terrified.” You confessed, hands tightly holding the matching mug filled with your favorite green tea.

Chan basically dragged you out of the living room towards the kitchen for a much needed 10-minute break from you two’s study session at his place.

“I’m terrified that I’ll always be the failure I am.” You continued.

There was a split second of silence before he turned to his side to face you.

“You were never once a failure.”

You laughed bitterly to yourself.

“Thanks, Channie. But I am.”

“No, you’re not.” His voice was stern.

Frankly speaking, you’ve never seen him speak this serious since your junior year in college when you nearly cried to him about your then supposed friends who were treating you like trash.

“I know I’ll never be able to fully understand the amount of hardship, self doubt, and fear you’re feeling as you head on this journey, not to mention the pressure you give yourself too, but let me tell you this: you are not a failure nor a disappointment.”

You could only nudge his arm in reply as tears started to well in your eyes.

You stayed in that comfortable silence for a moment, shoulders touching sitting closely next to each other, enjoying the warmth of your slightly less caffeinated drinks.

x

“Do you know why I took the job at the cafe?” Chan suddenly asks you one night as you two headed home after his shift ended.

“I thought you said it was for your artistic freedom.” You raised a brow which made him chuckle.

“That and also to see my peace.”

“You.”

This halted your steps as you looked at him a bit confused.

“Me?”

“I want to see you. It gives me,” he paused for a moment feeling his ears starting to warm, “peace. Seeing you gives me peace. And the cafe is where you always study so...” He shrugged.

“Not when I get into med school, no.” You laughed.

“Well then, I’ll just have to apply to the nearest cafe there which I’m sure where you’ll study!” He said matter-of-factly.

“Nah, I’ll probably utilize the library.”

He made a pout which in turn made you laugh.

“I can still make you coffee though. Working at the cafe has its perks! I know how to do it at home now so I can still see you when I give it to you.”

“You really are a dork.”

“Nah, I’m just romantic like that.”

You ignored his statement with a question.

“You said seeing me gives you peace, how is that?”

“I don’t know, you just do.” He hesitated a bit. “Fine, I admit I am stressed with masters—“

“Knew it!” You almost jumped.

“But, all of that fades away when I see you.”

“If we weren’t best friends, I’d think you actually like me.” You smirked.

“I do.”

Two simple words were enough to wipe the smirk off your face and instead make your pupils dilate and heart beat faster.

“I like you, Addy.” He said all too perfectly at the right second, not shying away and looking straight at you.

“A lot.”

Then your own words replayed in your head:

If you weren’t best friends, maybe you’d actually like him too.

- - - -

AN: this has been a draft rotting in my notes app from 8.12.21 that i stumbled upon while cleaning my files today and decided to edit and post haha ((the ending was not originally there but alas, my love for angst has won me over once again lol this was meant to be a f2l story w a touch of me projecting my love-hate rel w medicine))

late happy new year! reblogs and feedbacks are much appreciated :”

#writeingdocs #stray kids x you #stray kids x reader #stray kids fanfic #bangchan reader #bang chan x reader #bang chan x you #bangchan angst #bangchan fluff #bang chan angst #bang chan fluff #bang chan fanfic #stray kids imagine #stray kids scenario #this is me projecting my love hate relationship with med school

[choclateteez]

🥊💥4*town During Conflicts/fights with others and each other💥🥊

Part 1 (except I actually continue this time- T and Z's parts are about half way done🤭)

Robaire

With others

Robaire is slow to anger- being a leader comes with having to work on his patience skills

If you've made him actually lose it, he has tried to make you understand in the nicest ways possible. You've crossed the line

This man is SCARY when angry

He's never afraid of confrontation, try him. Try. him.

Don't try him, actually

He won't care if you're taller, more muscular, more athletic than him, he won't back down. He isn't scared, he really isn't.

The other members kinda get worried about him getting himself into dangerous situations because he has absolutely no fear response in these situations

He doesn't like to resort to yelling, he makes his point across just fine with well chosen words

*trash argument* “oh really??” NONOnoono, dont fucking interrupt me, okay?!”

If things do get physical, he can hold himself well in a fight; he can take a punch or two and throw a lot more

With 4*town

Canonically, he and Aaron Z have a friendly rivalry

However, sometimes it can go a bit too far. Especially when Z has an attitude towards Robaire's orders, or when Robaire doesn't agree with Z’s suggestions or ideas

They'd never physically fight each other, but the tension can get intense

Especially if it's before a big concert

“If the others can do the move, how come you can't? I'm not gonna change the whole choreo because you don't have what it takes.” “I don’t have what it takes? I don't have what it takes???” “I said what I said, Robaire.” “Where did all this come from?” “We are mere days away from performance, and you STILL haven't got the move down" "And whos job was it to teach me?" "Oh??" Z shoots up, stalking closer to Robaire, towering over him. "You telling me I cant do my job?" Robaire isn't intimidated. He doesnt move back, but instead moves closer, chests close. "You just told me I couldnt do mine- i'm telling you cant eat what you dish out" The words fly out of his mouth before he realizes. He sees the moment Z's eyes dilate out of anger and realizes hes pushed it too far. He sighs and backs down, running his hands down his face. "Shit…sorry..listen- we perform soon, we're all stressed and i… shouldnt have done that. '' Z studies him, still trying to calm himself down. "Just…just teach me the move and ill do my best alright?" "...fine…im sorry too or whatever.."

He doesn't conflict with the other members often, only sometimes with Jesse because of the age difference

Robaire and Jesse have an interesting dynamic

As the leader, Robaire often calls the shots, but he knows he doesn't have to enforce it on Jesse too harshly- he wants to respect him

At first, he thought of Jesse giving suggestions as Jesse questioning his authority

It got them off to a rough start, as Robaire would kindly, but bluntly shut him down

Soon though, Robaire had FINALLY started to accept the fact that Jesse knew more than him in some instances

Jesse wasn't trying to belittle him, he was just offering some help through experience that Robaire wasn't ready to admit he didn't have. 

Jesse

With others

Some people tend to think that Jesse has a shorter temper compared to the other members, but he doesnt usually respond in a large scale

But when he does, it’s not as intense as some people may think

ESPECIALLY when it comes to haters

Being the oldest also comes with experience and wisdom, some of that wisdom being that haters are only jealous

At the end of the day, Jesse knows that HE’S the one who is in a world famous boy band, not some heckler who wants their 15 seconds of fame

Jesse has had ample time to work on his confidence skills (telling your uptight parents you want to major in art takes balls of iron), and in situations like these, they really come in handy

Arguing with him is pointless. He knows his worth, and words from some hateful nobody will never get a reaction out of him, much to the haters disdain

HOWEVER…

Say some shit about his fellow members, his fans, OR his family??

Consider yourself dead

“Say it to my face, say it to my fucking face”

Jesse is INCREDIBLY defensive and protective of those close to him, so if you know what's good for you, shut your mouth

He's never afraid to call anyone out, so be prepared to have your face and name all over the news if youve really fucked up

One thing everyone loves about him is that he doesn't get down and dirty- he lets everyone else do the fighting FOR him. 

*someone saying something downright horrendous* “security, his head please.” All he has to do is say the word

Oops! Your credit card info was leaked by 4townie twitter? Oh noooo!! 

With 4*town

The only time he argues with 4*town is when they overstep his boundaries a little

Being the eldest, he'd still prefer a little respect

The old jokes don't really bother him (in fact, he finds them quite endearing). 

What does, is when they're either talking down on him, or when they're not taking his advice seriously

4*town doesn't realize they're doing it sometimes, but it still irks him. 

When he does give advice, it's often well thought through, and he means it earnestly, and with the best intentions. To get them brushed off as “oldest one just wants to control us”, drives him mad, and rightfully so

And when he has to switch to brutal honesty, it makes it worse, and they start to argue with him, gang up against him, even question his intelligence, and it starts a burning feeling in his chest that Jesse has to stop before it gets out of hand

He rarely raises his voice, but when he does, the gang knows they've pushed him over the edge

“Guys, im being serious-” “When are you not?” “Yeah, T’s right you're kind of being-” “You're interrupting me-” “Jesse, cmon-” If y'all would just LIST-” “i dont-” “jesus christ, SHUT UP!! All of you!” Jesse’s breathing heavy, face flushed. Tae Young and T flinch, and Jesse notices, urging himself to reign it in. “Just let. me. talk.”

The room is soundless. Even Robaire becomes subdued and holds his tongue

When 4*town is being scolded by Jesse, they know they probably deserved it this time, and will take his words to heart

Tae Young

With others

This man has a MOUTH

You wanna say something to him, best believe hed say something right back

He has little to no patience with people who try him

It's hard to have beef with Tae Young- He’s sweet, and he tries his best to be helpful, and there for anyone that needs him

So to be mad at him for small/insignificant things is not the move

From sarcasm, public humiliation, cameras, anything, Tae Young will use his environment as his weapon

He also LOOVESS to tease people who tick him off, or get mad at him for dumb reasons

“Why do you wear so much makeup? You're so feminine, are you even a man?” “Awweee, big stwong man is scared of a little powder? You poor thing! If you're ugly, just say that!”

He is also emotionally intelligent

He knows that he might be sensitive to some of the things people say to him, and in those situations, he urges himself to just walk away

It doesn't matter who calls him a coward, if he needs to walk away from the scene, he will

If you wanna fight him, you gotta catch him first. Good luck even touching a hair on his skin, bro is FAST

his emotions come in strongly

But when they've said something that REALLY riled him up, he'd walk away angry beyond words. He’ll vent when he needs to (it's healthy to, and he knows he'll feel better afterwards), and maybe he'll cry. But he's not crying because he's sad, or because his feelings are hurt- it's because you made him so mad that his body got overwhelmed. Good fucking job

With 4*town

His biggest issue is him being babied

Don't get him wrong, he loves the special attention and affection from his bandmates

But there are times where he'd wish that they'd stop acting as if he were 5

He could be off on his own, getting a drink maybe, and they'd freak out like he had gotten kidnapped

Yes, he could get himself in some concerning situations, and yes, he can act out on a whim, but he’s an adult for goodness sake, he could take care of himself

That, and sometimes, the others won't take him seriously when he's mad

And sometimes they wont take his advice because something in them thinks young = stupid

He wants to be taken seriously just as much as the rest of them, and surprisingly, this was the biggest issue with T

When they had first started working together and he was making suggestions, t was very indifferent about his input

It was a long road before 4*town actually understood this because every time Tae Young tried to tell them, they'd brush it off to him being a juvenile rebellious teen, or him being cute when he's mad

So what if his stupid cheeks puffed up or if his stupid expression was cute when he was mad?! His feelings were still valid weren't they?

Their first time doing choreo together was…disastrous

“T, can you please go slower on the flip? I asked like 3 times now” “Well, what's gotten into you today? Calm the hormones down, haha!” “...dude, now is really not the time” "I'm not even doing anything??" "Aaron.." "what, you expect me to slow down in midair?" "T, you KNOW thats not what I meant." "Gosh, youre adorable- your face is doin the thing- anyways, listen, Z's being stingy on the timing here, soo either you keep up, or you do the original choreo with everyone else, kid🤷🏽‍♂️" "imsorry, kid? 😃 I-no, im fucking done" Tae Young storms out the studio, door slamming. The other members look on in shock. T is kind of surprised he reacted that way- he didnt mean to be condescending, but it didnt change the fact that he was.  "Tch. Nice going, T" Z says with dripping sarcasm, going after Tae Young to make sure he was okay.

The group is much more careful about this now

He was smart to go to Jesse to help with this. His old man wisdom came in handy! He taught Tae Young a lot about not letting people walk on him, and helped with his confidence a ton

They never meant to invalidate Tae Young's feelings and they avoid doing this as muuchhh as possible now

Tae Young is not afraid to confront them if it happens again

Okay, i just wanna say thank you guys SO much for all the love youve been giving me im so overwhelmed😭💖 

Your comments and hearts really motivated me! 

I just wanted to do my part in keeping the 4*town fandom thriving, so im so glad yall actually enjoyed it<3

Thinking of making a masterlist and taking requests soon!👀

#4town #4town headcanons #headcanon #4town robaire #4town taeyoung #4town jesse #4town aaron t #4town aaron z

[shuttershocky]

here are my ops, I'm struggling with sv ex 5, or if you just mean the main stages, I'd like to be able to get sv 8-9 to full clear so I can auto deploy!

With SV-EX-5 you're sort of hitting above your weight as the recommended level is Elite 2 Level 10 and you don't have any E2s (this is important, as you need at least one Elite 2 unit to be able to grab an E2 support. Since EX stages aren't farmable anyway, using a support unit is recommended).

Also, raise your 3 stars! They're much cheaper than higher rarities while also decently strong, and the 3 star roster ensures a well rounded team for any occasion. You're putting all your resources towards operators you can't even promote to Elite Level 2 yet because of how expensive they are while your 3 stars are level 1. Trust me when i say raising them will make this much easier.

if I spend sometime I can probably make a clear for SV-EX-5 approximating your operators, but it might be difficult for a new player to follow. So instead, here's the plan for SV-EX-5. I want you to raise Popukar to around E1L30, and raise Podenco or May (they're the closest 4 stars in your roster) to E2. This will give you two things:

A Centurion to hold the left lane with (which is important as there's a lot of trash in that lane

One E2 unit which you will use to borrow an E2 Weedy with S3 on support. This will trivialize the boss and the entire right lane when done in combination with Gladiia (having Gladiia at E1 is okay). If you don't have a friend with a Weedy, send Shutters#9939 a friend request.

Once you do that, send me another ask and I'll show you a very easy clear (spoiler alert you just use Gladiia to pull the right side into holes, then Weedy to push the boss into a hole too)

But just so I don't leave you empty handed, here's a clear for SV-8 I think you can use.

Now even if I only use Skill 2s on Silverash and Saria here to account for your Silverash and Saria only being E1 and activated skills late to account for your lower operator skill levels, there's still some stat differences you will need to take note of. Feel free to change it up / stack on extra operators as needed. I brought Gladiia and Irene along so you could have extra bodies to throw at the boss as needed.

Some notes:

Chestnut is E1L1 with skill level 4, a very weak medic yet still able to slow down the rate at which operators get stunned. Very important since the bell at this stage cannot be activated by anything other than the robots, which we cannot use as we will try spawncamping the boss. I noticed you have a Chestnut but no other wandering medic, try to match mine at least.

Silverash's S2 gives him lots of survivability because of the enormous regen it gives him which should let him punch the crawlers safely, but just in case I deployed Saria with S2 equipped as well if your own stats are too low. From where Saria stands, her S2 should be able to heal the entire defensive line.

I used Kroos and Steward because my own Amiya and May are way too strong. Feel free to use Amiya (activate S1 ONLY when the boss arrives as Amiya might deal too much damage too fast vs the Crawlers), and use May where Kroos is (S1 equipped)

Beanstalk plays a dual role in this clear, being both a vanguard, a melee block, and a ranged operator able to attack flying enemies. Place her the same way I did in case your May is unable to kill all the flying enemies in time. Your Beanstalk can back her up. Additionally, Beanstalk S2 spawns extra crabs, in case you need help in the bottom lane.

You might notice I deploy Midnight and Cardigan. Midnight's role is just for an extra block to slow down the traffic at bottom and to tank aggro from the flying units to give my sniper more time to hit them. Feel free to replace Midnight as needed. Cardigan on the other hand, is used as an extra body to help Silverash tank the boss and buy time for Steward to hit them (the boss is weak to arts damage). Cardigan can be replaceable with any suitably tanky operator (preferably with a heal). I recommend using your E1 Nearl with S1 equipped.

Please let me know if you have any questions or you might need more help!

#Arknights

[vvatchword]

Soooo I may have fucked up.

As you may not realize, i love people. I smile at everyone. I go out of my way to help folks, have no fear of strangers, and have no concept of hierarchy, so I treat everyone the same, from child to service worker to CEO. I also have some distinct quality that makes other people glom onto me. This has been a lifelong superpower/curse. For some reason, strangers can tell I'm a big ol softie from a distance. Thus I tend to attract everyone from kids to con artists, all for obvious reasons.

This quality used to drive me insane as a young adult. I lived in a town with a big mental institution, so it was common for people with mental disorders to literally seek me out of crowds. I note this because, well, what's the most common problem afflicting the homeless?

I've never lived in a place with such a big homeless population, so I never thought twice about my general behaviors and continued smiling at everyone, talking to them without hesitation, helping out with cash here and there, etc. Well, friends, there's just one problem with this: the homeless are treated like trash at worst and ignored at best.

So.

Uh.

Usually my interactions with them has been super wholesome. Big smiles back and forth, neat conversations, cool stories, you know. It took a year and a half before I realized I was fucking up (and it's possible I was being mistreated before, coincidentally, i just can't tell because I have the social skills of an affable dog). I got chased by two homeless guys for four blocks. I had to trick one of them to escape.

"never again!" I told myself. "Stop being so goddamn smiley!"

Does this work? No. Self is a golden retriever. Self wants to love on all the people. At one point I was telling Zak all about how I met a neat guy and listened to his life story and she was like, "STOP"

Oh. Yeah :(

(he went to jail for killing a man. In retrospect, i may be an idiot.)

For the second time in four months, a homeless dude has glommed onto me, and it's a little concerning. He's a street artist who I had a great interaction with about two weeks back. He was waiting at my bus stop in soft shoes and hospital scrubs with stacks of art all made up with craft paint. I was excited. I'd seen him at other bus stops and had wanted to peruse his wares. I told him so. He was so delighted. I bought a couple of pictures for $20 (you could choose how much to pay, i decided to treat him like I'd treat any artist) and put the art up in my office.

I saw him again yesterday and, uh.

He saw me and said, "Hello, my friend!" And got up for an awkward hug. I think I would have been more gung-ho had i not immediately flashed back to how the previous chase sequence started (overt affection).

"Koranado, how's the art going?" I asked.

"good, my friend, good. You know, I love you," he said.

I laughed nervously. I mean yeah you can use "love" affectionately, but I'm so bad at reading strangers and I didn't want to give him the wrong idea.

"how about this," he said. "I like you. So I don't get in trouble."

"haha I like you too," i said.

"I'm clean, you know," he said. "Got a full checkup from the doctor and I'm clean."

He was looking at me meaningfully, my friends in hell. Now, it is possible he was worried I thought he was dirty or something instead, but that wasn't a concern of mine at all. It's a Texas summer at 104°, everyone is a filthy bog monster, including me. I just don't know how to fucking lie.

"congratulations!" I said. "You know, every time I see you out here with your art, I smile. I hope you carry that with you."

"You are a mother's milk. Speaking of mother's milk, can I have any money for a meal? do you see any art you like?"

"I'm so sorry! I literally have no money. I'll come back when I get paid, though."

"that's okay. That's okay. Here, take this. Make sure no one is watching when you shower. No one is watching."

"advice to live by," i said. (Self!!! said my inner voice. Self why!!!)

He gave me pictures on the house--his best yet--but overall it was. Uh. A little cursed.

Now, I'm pretty sure this guy is manic, from some things I've seen. And who knows what his actual qualities as a human being are. But now I'm concerned about going back to my bus stop. And that makes me feel bad on multiple levels. The homeless aren't that far from any of us. They are human beings who deserve respect and care. But I also can't sacrifice myself in the name of kindness.

The world ain't fair, folks. The world ain't fair at all.

#vvatchword

[srose-foxfire]

Innocence ~ Damirae Week 2022 (2)

Day # 2 – Not Today, Never Tomorrow (Jealousy)

~ “I hope that it would stay,” ~

~~~~~~~~~~~

“That’s Malchior Rorek, they been dating before we finished our sophomore year.”

Jon explained as he and Damian watched from across the school’s cafeteria as  Raven and her boyfriend Malchior were eating their lunch, laughing amongst themselves. Each time Damian watched her face glow with happiness, her smiles growing wider each time, he felt a sharp pain struck his chest each time. Being ever so discreet, Damian would hold his chest tight, not wanting to show any emotion.

Damian had known, he had known that Raven was seeing someone because… she had been the one to tell him before she told her family. Raven trusted him so much that she came to him when she started dating. At first Damian didn’t know how to react or what to say over their video call, but he managed to keep his face unfazed and slowly smiled saying he was glad that she found someone.

Looking away from the happy couple Damian focused on his lunch and took miniscule bites, loosing appetite within seconds. Damian grimaced as he felt his stomach lurch forward and his throat burn. He pushed the food away and took out his sketchbook from his backpack. He started scribbling lines not knowing what to draw but even, so it comforted him. He liked to read, to train with his katana, and watch old films. Damian never thought he would enjoy drawing or creating art pieces, but that changed once when Raven had mentioned how much she liked a drawing he had whipped up while playing a drawing game. After that Damian practiced and manifested this new skill, gaining him more admiration from Raven as he would draw and paint her many pieces.

Raven made him feel worthy, that he didn’t need money or anything to let his feelings show, his art could do just that. Unfortunately, his art never could show just how much he loved Raven or she would have known how he felt for her. Or perhaps she did know but didn’t know how to turn him down.

Damian looked from his book and glanced at Raven as she laughed at whatever Malchior had said to her. What if she knew and she was dating someone to let Damian down easily? Could they not be more than just friends? Or did she see him just like as another brother? He closed his eyes shut and shook his head to the sides frantically wanting these thoughts to leave him. Raven was kind and a gentle spirit, she wouldn’t try and get under his skin to hurt him, no, it was his wishful thinking they could be anything more than just friends.

Ring.

“Lunch is over, let’s hurry to our class, Dames.” Jon said as he helped picked up Damian’s lunch tray and throw out their trash.

Damian zipped up his bag and grabbed his sketchbook, following Jon out of the cafeteria, catching one last glimpse of Raven giving her boyfriend a quick kiss before they exited different ways. He sighed heavily and walked right behind Jon looking down at the ground as a feeling a pain, regret, and anger wanted to take hold of his heart.

“You okay man?”

Damian raised his eyes but kept his face pointed down, “yeah it’s… it’s nothing.”

“You can come to me for anything, you know, that right?”

“Thank you, Jon, you’re a good friend.”

“Ha-ha, no problem my dude. We got each other’s backs.”

Damian slowly smiled and bumps shoulders with Jon as they speed walked to their next class. Friendship. Next to his family, the friendship he had created with the very few people he could trust was his most prized procession. They were the ones that matter most to him as he was a distant person by nature. Made him clutch his sketchbook closer, as he thought. He may not have Raven’s love, but they were friends; good friends, and that will be enough even for him.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

“Mr. Wayne. I’m glad you could grace us with your presence, but we do things differently here than the Academy, I expect all of my students to arrive on time even if it’s the last class for the day.”

“I apologize Ms. Fresha, I was let out pretty late from my previous class.”

“I will have a word then in the teacher’s faculty meeting but that’s no excuse to come five minutes late, you know how I value our class time, what is our saying class?”

“To be on schedule, the show will fare well!”

All twenty students chimed together as they recited the class motto created by Misha Fresha, their theatre teacher. Raven waved at Damian as she had saved him his usual spot in the back of the class. He quickly past the rows of desks before putting his things down and taking our his notebook to start taking notes for the class. Raven slipped her own notebook to show him any notes he missed earlier, Damian smiled and nodded before making sure to leave room to add her notes later when they get home.

Home.

Damian still couldn’t believe he was living with her and her family. Clark, Louis, Jon, and even their oldest son, Connor. Besides Connor, everyone made Damian feel welcome and at home. A word Damian thought he could never really connect to other than the manor. But he was and his heart hurt even more knowing that someday he would have to share this family with…with Malchior.

The idea of seeing him mingling with everyone during holiday dinners, being always next to Raven made his blood boil just beneath his skin. These thoughts made his head throb with anger and Damian clenched his pencil too tight almost at the brink of breaking. Raven must of noticed his turmoil as she simply placed her hand over his and smiled at him. That smile. Only reserved for him, it was gentle and loving, making Damian feel at ease. Her smile always made the world around him simply fade away and in that brief moment they were the only ones existing in this plain.

Damian returned her gesture with a single faint smile before getting back to taking notes for their class. Their last period went strangely fast, Ms. Fresha made the class somewhat enjoyable and manage to get all twenty students to participate in short skits before everyone. Some done in pairs and others done singles. Both Damian and Raven had to do theirs solo, but being their own cheer squad, they both helped each other pull through. As the bell rang one last time signifying that student body was all dismissed for the day, everyone got up and exited the classroom.

Raven stayed closed to Damian as they both exited together and walked towards the school’s main entrance.

“I’m going to meet Malchior at the exit, you and Jon can go ahead of me. I  already let my mom know I will be arriving around dinner time.”

“Oh, alright. Then I will wait for Jon near the entrance.”

“I noticed you been distant for a while now… what’s on your mind?”

Damian didn’t know what to tell her. That he felt jealous that he saw her with that Malchior person? No, he said to himself he wouldn’t feel bother for her sake, for her feelings. It was selfish of him to believe Raven would remain his forever. His heart beat furiously deep within his chest, he didn’t want to ask but part of him needed to know.

“So, you love him?”

“He’s very good to me Damian, I’m happy.” Raven answered softly lost in thought, clearly reminiscing the times they spent together. “Oh, he’s waiting for me. See you guys at the house later!”

Damian stood at the entrance of the school with his hands in his pockets. He watched as Raven ran towards Malchior as he stood beneath a tree. Malchior smiled at Raven before placing a single peck on Raven’s cheek, grabbing her bag and grabbing her hand as they walked the opposite direction leading her probably to some café or anywhere where Damian wouldn’t be.

“Yo Damie! You ready to head home?” Jon asked as he had lightly punched Damian’s shoulder.

The young Wayne could only offer his friend a light smile as he only nodded and the two descended the stairs taking the road that lead to the Kent’s home. As they walked in silence, Damian could feel he was leaving a part of him behind, the part that wanted to spend every waking moment next with… her.

#damiraeweek2022 #damirae

[gaydiation-poisoning]

Oh, yes please ramble about anything that's on your mind rn. :o

Thank you so much ;; This is going to be a very scattered and directionless ramble so please forgive me

Right now my brain is still VERY much hyperfocused on Splatoon lmao, particularly my girl Amp still

(once again shown here with the art done by my dear friend @redginaldusrooiakker thank u fren I love u)

I love this girl so much okay, she's a disaster. Very friendly and sweet! But hyper, easily angered, impulsive, loud, brash, headstrong, prone to the world's worst tunnel vision while in dangerous situations, will probably bite, etc. Also her only friend is a baby fish.

I don't know what possessed Cuttlefish to put an actual gun in this child's hands, but he did and now everyone has to fucking deal with it I guess. Something about that 'look in her eyes' and I, as her creator, couldn't tell you what the hell that means. Like what 'look' are you looking for, you rickety old coot? Rabies??

Either way, this child is armed and dangerous now, and god help the Octarians set up against her. Not to say that she's particularly skilled of course, especially at the start. She's not the type to bother with such fancy things as 'precision' or 'aiming' or shit like that, she's more the 'Shoot-Wildly-Cus-They-Can't-Hurt-You-If-They're-Atomized' sort. She runs out of ink a LOT

And like there wasn't enough she's also being hunted down like a dogfish through Alterna by her old shift manager from work, a fella named Mono who I've mentioned before, he belongs to the friend who made the art you see, and he's an extremely high ranking member of Grizzco under strict order to kill her Salmonid companion Sammy. And Amp if necessary!

Dw tho, she'll beat the shit out of him and they'll become friends eventually. As you do.

She's a tiny trash gremlin armed with an actual real gun made for actual real cephalopod combat, all while living on miso instant noodles and wasabi chips, sleeping on the couch in the Lobby, and only owning like three pairs of underwear. She will commit arson if left unsupervised, and I should be cast down for inflicting her upon the world of Splatoon.

Anyway I love her somebody hug this child. And help pay for her therapy.

#splatoon #I'm like half asleep lol I'm so sorry #splatoon oc #splatoon 3 spoilers #splatoon 3 #Amp #oc tag #ask

[djsadbean]

Hi!

I want to say congrats with your art skills :3

Hey how do you draw digitally and make it look stunning?! What techniques do you use because it looks very professional and I’m new to digital art.

I really like to take inspiration from awesome people who draw. I hope that’s okay too ask.

Have a great day!!!

And thank you for being kind and patient with me :3 it means so much!!

hiiii!! <3

ehehe thank u sm!! :D I'm flattered! <3 I use references a lot and I trash sketches all the time. like if something isn't working, I just trash it lol (like I try to draw loosely and not try to make things look perfect)

here's some videos that I learned a lot from (Brookes is one of my fav drawing teachers and he's super nice! :D) :

sketching tips

why sketches look better than lineart

painting skin (this is by sinix and makes u aware that objects absorb light in a certain way. also he's amazing for learning how to draw like a squlptor which is AMAZING)

I have a post that details more stuff I'd recommend :D (omg that post is so OLD the info is still good tho hehe)

#i hope this helped!! <3 #djsadbean answers