this stupid stupid stubborn man. even as he’s bleeding out from a stab wound with no medication or alcohol to dull the pain, he’s more concerned about ellie’s wellbeing. without her, he has no chance of survival but he doesn’t care. he tries to send her away to give her a chance, and to give her the mercy of not seeing him die. and even as she holds pressure against the wound and stitches it, he does his best to stay quiet. turns his head away and clenches his teeth so he doesn’t scare her. look at the love in his eyes. she’s so important to him, but he still can’t tell her. so he tries to push her away. and when she refuses to be pushed, he finally lets her take his hand.
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A different kind of WIP Wednesday
Not a fic this time, but after a wonderful post about making bad art from @unspuncreature and a little encouragement from @lilredghost (thank you 🧡), I wanted to share something else I have in progress: my drawing abilities.
I wouldn't necessarily say I'm good. In fact, sometimes my drawings are downright bad. But considering there have been times in the last year where I haven't even been able to hold a pencil due to health issues, I'm happy to be where I am and just keep improving little by little each time.
I've never shared any of these with anyone before so I'm quite nervous, but there's no time like the present.
Many photos from my sketchbooks ahead!
So, for starters, I've been drawing sporadically since I was about 11 (about 18 years). I've never seriously made a habit out of it, and I've never attempted any formal instruction or classes. One day, I'll post images from my sketchbooks from over the years, because yes, I have kept all of them for posterity's sake
Last year, 2023, I made a New Years Resolution to draw something every day.
I actually made a decent go of it and drew more than I have in years.
But then I suddenly had some health problems pop up that made my goal impossible. I struggled to hold a pencil and even write a sentence legibly. I won't go into details here, but after a few months and going through occupational therapy, I was able to write and draw again(My other symptoms, however, haven't been resolved).
I did some drawing here and there, but nothing consistent. And it felt like some of the progress I made earlier in the year had vanished. I was utterly demotivated, and could only see the bad in everything I drew.
In December, I finally decided: screw it. If I'm going to draw badly, I'll just draw badly. And its done wonders for my confidence.
But for every drawing I'm proud of, there are far more that all I can do is laugh at because of how terrible they are.
And each time I draw something I'm not happy with, I take it as an excuse to practice more, practice often, and practice everything.
I don't really have a system or a plan in place. I start out with a warmup of stick figures based on soccer, figure skating, or something similar, and then it's whatever I feel like. Sometimes it's figure sketches, sometimes it's working on hair, sometimes it's just whatever the hell I feel like.
But above all, I'm having fun doing it. Even when it doesn't turn out like I want to, even when it's not perfect, I enjoy just putting pencil to paper with zero expectations beyond doing my best and enjoying the process.
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Happy "shortest & darkest day of the year" from sweden, tomorrow it gets brighter again.
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Still thinking about Kirb as Gala's kid...
Nobody would realise that Kirby and Galacta are related until their wings were to grow in, the color of the feather's making everyone suspicious. I also like how Kirby already has blue eyes like Melem does, which could be another subtle hint.
Coincidentally, I already gave Shadow Kirby red eyes, just like Shadow Melem would have had. (Shadow Melem is Galaxia's colors, while Melem sort of got Shadow Galaxia's colors.)
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