#pardon my messy sketches

[smply-sktchng]

horsing around/identity theft

#chainsaw man #csm #the gang visits a farm #csm aki #sketch I liked from when I was planning my half of the collab #horse #aki hayawaka #aki hayakawa fanart #pardon my messy sketches

[juice-enjoyer]

is this anything.

#my art #ultrakill #v1 ultrakill #gabriel ultrakill #pardon my messy ass sketch #this has been sitting in my wips for days and i just did not feel like lining gabriel so i just did a shoddy coloring job to match and went #yup all done. :) post

[akadoxalis]

Get in the Robot

#mtas qi #my time at sandrock #mtas #more like my time in regret making this at break and make my friend who simp for qi mad (not sorry ehe) #idk if someone alredy do this pardon #put these in queue cause im a coward #if i dont post messy sketch soon Rani is the culprit bye #bolela kasih saya MG Ver K.A mbak :9

[by-saiyuri]

messing around with a couple of brushes!

#genshin impact #zhongli #tartagila #sketch #it's like an ink brush!! #pardon my messy cn handwriting #it was so much fun aahhh

[solmints-messyocdiary]

Just doodles :3

#Just been feeling bleh this past days #feels good making 'edgy' art #my art #solmuse art #oc: 'alice' #messy sketches #also pardon the handddd #my oc #oc

[solivagant-muse]

Inspiration and illustration below.

"It takes a man to understand" from The Harvard Lampoon, 1891. Made by Charles Shopkinson.

#my art #slasher #slasher oc #messy sketch #digital art #illustration #redraw #oc: the patron #slasher: the patron #oc: arden #pardon yet again my horrible color composition #my oc #my original character #solmuse art #wip

[gaywizardzone]

trying out a new brush to trick myself into thinking that sketching messy and then leaving it messy is allowed (lost skill in my life sadly). pardon my indulgence in tired old reasonable girl + fail guy humor but i think it's so funny when lenalee treats kanda like he's her emotional support animal who she's still trying to train not to bark at people in the grocery store

#lenalee i'm sorry but you are so funny when you kind of want to kick someone's head in #when i was drawing this i was in my own little universe where they're all women. in my beautiful mind. #but i do draw them pretty much exactly the same because i don't think they would change very much. so it's not like anyone but me can tell #anyway 💖 #d.gray-man #no point to any of these i just like that my art is less stiff when i just let it be messy. but then it haunts me that it's messy

[drksanctuary]

NICOBASTER: Colors

A long awaited post by some! Warning: the accompanying fic while not NSFW is a bit on the mature side.

@them-awesome-rarepairs I hope this doesn’t break any rules? (But I finally posted one one time)

ALSO Special thanks to @pardon-me-what-the-fuck for brainstorming the AU with me and also a thanks to @thinkingjasico , @iridisentry @yonemurishiroku @gutsybitsies @dead-immortal and ofc @thomas-life for the tattoo ideas!

Enjoy the ficlet below!

Tattoo Parlor- One shot

Nico enters through the small side door as he has many times before. But this time it feels different. This time, his shadow magic has taken him here. He usually has shadows take him to the underworld or to Camp Jupiter where he knows Hazel or Reyna will be there for support. But he had unthinkingly travelled here. To the small tattoo parlor/Magic shop, that one might almost miss it if they were scanned the row of buildings it was in. At this odd hour of night, when he knows it will be open but empty save for the owner.

Alabaster Torrington is at the counter, leg propped up, lounging back in his seat. He looks with furrowed eyebrows at his sketch pad as he taps his lips with his pen, a stray lock of hair that appears to have escaped his messy bun falls to his clavicle,tracing the curve his neck.

Nico hadn’t been sure why he'd come to this place at the beginning, but in appreciating Al’s form, neck and lips… Nico knows why his instinct had led him here now.

More specifically, he knows which instinct had led him here.

Nico has the urge to say something to knock the guy out of his concentrated trance. But he just stands there observing him as an unassuming shadow on the wall.

Alabaster mumbles to himself and makes a definitive mark on the page before placing the sketch pad on the desk and finally looking up.

“Gah!” Alabaster exclaims.

Nico grins at him, his smile woven with mischief.

“Di immortales, Di Angelo, you want me to die of a heart attack?” Alabaster snaps.

“That’d be no good, who’s gonna finish my commission?” Nico says, the side of his mouth curling into a smirk.

Alabaster deadpans. “Glad to know my skill with magic is the only thing keeping me alive”

“Isn’t it usually?” Nico says as he hops onto the counter. He folds his arms and flashes Alabaster another shit eating grin.

Al opens his mouth to respond in the contrary, but then, upon consideration, just says “good point” he mirrors Nico’s insufferable grin and adds “you asshat.”

I’d wear your ass as hat. Nico thinks to himself before replying with “it’s nice to see you too”

“Mmhmm” Al arches eyebrow at him before turning his attention back to his sketch pad.

Nico’s nerves feel like sand pulsing through him.How does one segue into asking someone to, how to put it delicately, wreck him with pleasure. He is suddenly very aware that he has no idea how to flirt.

“So…what’re you working on?” Nico says, feeling a bit defeated at his unoriginality.

“You’re latest commission actually”

“Dragon scales?”

“That’s the one”

“Sweeet”

“It’s a tough one though, might take me a bit more time.” Al glances at the calendar. “Granted I hadn’t expected you back for it for another week. Is there a reason you’re early?”

Nico’s stomach jolts. Flirting. Exe has failed to load and he just stands there like an idiot.

“Um…”

Alabaster raises an eyebrow. The one with the piercing in it. Nico remembers thinking about how hot that piercing was when he first saw it. He thinks it’s hot now. Focus Di Angelo! He thinks to himself. Don’t just stare! Apparently thirsty.exe is running just fine. Maybe too well.

Alabaster smiles warmly at him and it ruins his focus again, as now he’s gone from staring at Al’s eyebrow to staring at his lips.

“Y-yeah, no. Just the tattoo commission …that’s why I came” Nico lies. “But if you need more time…”

“I’d certainly appreciate it” Alabaster responds, leaning back into his chair and crossing his arms. “Perhaps I can help you with something else? Maybe touching up your ink-sourced tattoos?”

“My what?” Nico says, and instantly regrets how stupid he sounds. He had been only half paying attention as Al crossing his arms had accented his biceps and Nico had been checking them out.

“Ink sourced tattoos?” Alabaster says. “The ones that don’t draw energy from you directly, just from the ink itself.”

Nico smiles dumbly.

“Your failsafes?” Alabaster gestures to Nico’s jacket clad biceps.

Nico is slightly impressed that Alabaster remembers where all of his tattoos are. He has so many. But Nico supposes that it’s because Al works so hard on them that he remembers.

“Oh” Nico says, not hesitating at all to take his shirt off. “Sure. If you could”

It’s Alabaster’s turn to be distracted. No matter how much he’d worked on that torso he still very much enjoys the sight of it. His skin is soft between scars and his chest is beautifully muscled. He looks like the kind of demigod Ancient Greek sculpturists might use as a reference. Alabaster has, more than once, had to suppress the urge to lick those muscles when he got too close. How very unprofessional of him.

But he also enjoys Nicos company. He forces himself to focus on that instead. The son of Hades often tells him the stories attached to each meaningful Tattoo he has. AL loves hearing about adventures and meaningful events in Nico’s life. It was a life he’d left behind. Heroes never die, he thinks bitterly, but they do, however, fade into the background. Perhaps that’s the best way to keep people alive. He shakes his head and turns on his equipment.

Alongside Nico’s tattoos are scars that serve a similar function. The scars tell of battles fought. Of Battles not easily won. Battles endured for selfish Olympians who didn’t deserve Nico’s help. When Nico visits, he tells Al all about them too (sometimes needing some emergency healing as well). But that’s just fine. He’s not going to be callous about demigod life just because his side lost the war. Doing so would make him no better than the negligent Olympians he despises.

Besides, Alabaster is good at providing what Nico needs. Alabaster briefly wonders if those needs include…something more than healing. Something more than the niceties they go through. Something more than the conversations they have as friends.

Alabaster unmindfully traces his fingertips along one of the scars on Nico’s arms. Enjoying the sensation of Nicos skin against his fingertips until Nico tenses under the scrutiny.

“Sorry” Al says, “does it hurt?”

“Oh, -uh nope” Nico’s says hoping he’s not blushing. It doesn’t hurt at all. It feels really good but he can’t just say that….can he?

“Oh good ‘cause I was gonna say…” Alabaster says as he starts the tattoo pen “this is probably going to”

Nico smirks “I’m ready”

Alabaster works expertly. Nico can’t help but watch. Al’s non-pen hand is gentle as it supports his arm but exerts full and firm control over him when necessary; moving Nico’s arm into whatever position it needs to go. Nico hopes those hand skills are transferable to…other things.

“So…” Nico starts “I don’t usually hear a lot about you.”

Alabaster glances up at him. Nico’s eyes aren’t interrogating, only inquisitive. Calm down Torrington, war is long since over no need to be paranoid. Besides it’s Nico he’s….good.

“Listening is easier than multitasking by talking and working, but” he moves Nico’s arm so he can work at a different angle. “I suppose there’s also not much to say…I don’t go on as many adventures as you do”

“But you do go”

“On occasion, to find the odd potion ingredient, magical object or what not”

“Nice, like with this one?” He points to snake tattoo on his wrist.

“Ha, yeah…anything for my favorite customer” Alabaster says with a wink.

Nico again hopes he isn’t blushing “It was worth the extra I paid for it” Nico grins. “I’ve used it at least 3 times since I got it. Constantly saves my ass”

It’s certainly an Ass worth saving Alabaster thinks to himself and he smiles. How lecherous of him. Though did he see a slight blush in Nico’s cheeks when he called him his favorite ? Perhaps he imagined it.

Nico sees the slight grin, and assumes Al is smiling with pride, it’s a subtle smile but Nico notices it just the same. Maybe he can flirt. Or…well, maybe Al was just being polite.

“That should do it” Alabaster says, placing a healing rune index card on Nico’s arm and activating it.

“I am so glad that I don’t have to wait a normal amount of time for the tattoos to heal” Nico says with a sigh as the glow from the card fades and takes the pain with it.

“Magic is truly magical isn’t it?” Al says. His eyes glow slightly as he says it.

Nico hums in the affirmative more entranced by the glow than he’d ever admit. Or was it just those eyes? Nico’s not sure.

Alabasters gaze lingers on Nico’s lips . He saw the slight tint of green shine off of the white gold piercing. He suppresses the urge to kiss it.

“So… what about you?no stories today?” Alabaster asks. Clearly he needs to take his mind elsewhere. It didn’t do to have it be in the gutter when there is a client present. No matter how hot the client is. No matter how he looked at him with beautiful black, inquisitive eyes that seemed to eat up the light around them. Hungry for sights. Perfect eyes for a patron of a tattoo parlor. Perfect eyes for a son of Hades. Perfect eyes.

“Umm… I’ve actually mostly just been helping train some of the younger campers.” Nico says. Knocking Al’s mind back into the present and not the ethereal plane on which he was waxing poetic about Nico di Angelo’s fricking eyes. Not like they’d ever be for him anyway. Alabaster has to remind himself that he is just an exile forced to work the fringes of human and demigod boarders to muster up a living. Children of the big three did not regard such demigods like that. But Nico did always treat him respectfully. It was a low bar, but Nico far surpassed it. He likes that about him.

“That’s good” Alabaster says with a nod. And he does not add any comment about the camp even though the anger still burns within him. The Olympian safe haven…only safe for those who comply. But-

“There’s this 10 year old child of Themis who was attacked by an empousa at the courthouse”

“Hehe I imagine that’s where a lot of those blood suckers work” Al says with a raised eyebrow.

“That’s what I said!” Nico says with a laugh, unconsciously putting his hand on Al’s.

As cheesy as it sounds, Al feels a spark. It’s not a sudden jolt of electricity or his heart skipping a beat. It’s more like, an unexpected tingling sensation. Like being tickled. He’s tempted to hold Nico’s hand as it lingers but Nico retracts it before he can.

“Um…but anyway I’ve been training him with a sword, and he likes to call

It his ‘blade of Justice’ so that’s pretty cool” Nico’s blood rushes to his ears. He know firsthand how it felt to be touched unexpectedly. He mentally berates himself for doing it.

“Pretty cool” Al nods, and this time his response is genuine. He wants to curse himself for how he’d almost got lost in dwelling in the past again. But he is grateful to Nico for reminding him why the camp is good. Or at least better than it was for those minor gods children. It’s not the life he’d fought against Olympus for, but it was still better than what he’d had. He’s happy they have a home.

They belong there with a hero like Nico who can keep them safe in his capable hands. As he’s thinking it Al find’s himself reaching for those hands again. What was the matter with him?

He holds Nico’s hand before he can stop himself and is surprised when Nico doesn’t retract it again. He traces the skin of Nico’s hand that not obscured by the gloves, before looking up at him again.

“It’s good they have you to care for them” Alabaster says, voice soft but still deep and solid.

It makes Nico shiver. He knows Alabaster’s past. Minor gods’ children used to not have a place at camp. And if they did it was shoved into the Hermes Cabin.

“Well yeah..Demigods only really have each other in the end, right?”Nico says

Alabaster meets Nico’s eyes, something stirring within him. He’d said the exact same thing to Ethan back when…back during the Titan war. It was almost as if he was repeating Al’s own words to him. Maybe it’s something Al has said to Nico in the past without thinking it. Or maybe…maybe Nico just believes it. Maybe he and Al’s feeling on that matter align.

“Right” Alabaster says softly with a squeeze of reassurance to the hand that he is holding.

Nico’s heart flutters a little.

Alabasters eyes capture him, they engage him with such scrutiny. Thinking a million things at once, but at the same time…focused on one goal at a time.

“Like I said,.” Nico says “you and your tattoos save my ass all the time”

“Again, You’re welcome” Al says the side of his lips curling into a smirk. This time he gambles. With Nico’s hand in his own,he stands and leans in close, his face inches from Nico’s own their gazes still locked., “it’s…certainly an ass worth saving.”

Nico’s breath catches at the proximity. And Alabaster’s tone was…suggestive? Sensual even. Yes.

“Is that right” Nico starts, so glad he doesn’t have to give the cue, only take it. “Well…maybe you could…do more than just save it?” he says in a breathy whisper. His eyes trailing to look at Al’s lips, and then right back into those glowing eyes. He parts his own lips inviting Al to make the first move.

Al’s heartbeat quickens as he leans in to close the distance between their lips. This time it is a like an electric shock. A surge of sensation between the two of them. They both melt into it. Their breaths becoming heavier as the kiss deepens.

Nico’s mind becomes hazy and his body takes over, finally bringing to the fore, those urges he hadn’t been aware he was suppressing. He grasps at Al’s shirt with wild abandon and pulls him close, sucking on Alabasters bottom lip.

Al’s hand cards through Nico’s hair and pulls it. Asserting some control.

Nico moans and Alabaster notes the reaction. Mmm seems he likes that.

Nico tries to say Alabaster’s name but his voice just vibrates through their mouths as empty noise. He wants to be pulled again. He wants to be pushed. He…wants.

Alabaster can feel the cold of Nico’s lips ring, but the rest of Nico’s mouth is warm and inviting. And the sounds he makes are intoxicating. Al pushes Nico down against the chair with his upper body and positions his lower between Nico’s legs. Nico lets put a pleasured gasp before Alabaster reconnects their lips in haste. He plunges his tongue into Nico’s mouth, sliding it along the front of his teeth before delving further.

Nico moans again before meeting Al’s tongue with his own. Wrestling it. Prodding it. Trying to reach Al’s teeth.

Nico’s fingers move in a frenzy along Al’s back grasping cloth and scraping skin. It’s intoxicating.

When they finally release the frantic kiss Al stays close, both of them breathless, eyes locked with one another’s

“I’ve…wanted to do that for a while now” Alabaster admits

“Yeah?” Nico says. He gives it some thought. “Me too” he realizes.

“D’you-“

“Yes”

Alabaster chuckles “I didn’t finish my question”

Nico smirks “Yesssssss” he says again in a warm breath against Alabaster’s ear, tugging at Al’s shirt to cement his desire.

Alabaster shivers. “Let’s go to my place.”

*****

#nico di angelo #alabaster torrington #alabaster c torrington #pjo #percy jackson #nicobaster #heroes of olympus #son of magic #Shadowmagic #pjorarepairs2023 #pjorarepairweek2023 #blink and you’ll miss the Ethan reference

[glitterspeckle]

Satisfying the goblin in brain pt 2

It him!!!!

*waves* @camachine I am going to use you as an excuse to talk more hope you don’t mind

Short answer: yes (extremely violent pink characters) (affectionate)

Long Answer:

I enjoy bouncing blorbos around in my head and combining hyperfixations- ive a whole army of eeveelutions back here

Your post reminded me of the sketch sitting in my notebooks and maybe inspired me to finish and post them

Rambling time:

Earliest draft had both wings and neck ribbon, but that got incredibly messy, so I opted for one or the other.

The put pattern is meant to look like cape! Or a covering, make him look more intimidating (had a wolf in mind)

Maybe the ribbon turn into wings? I tried to go with feather/wing shape on the ribbons later to compensate

Also tried to implement the four-point star as much as possible. There was going to be magical girl-esque eye markings, but it felt too cluttered, so I dropped it

Colours were such a a struggle, i wanted to add gold, but i stuck to the usual sylveon colours

The ribbon style was originally one over the other ear (like you see down here) But I don’t know, the ribbon both over one ear felt cooler/more practical

(Left is one of the earlier drafts, Right is more recent)

(Pardon the mess, I don’t often clean up my art)

#I spent way too long on the wings #had galacta knight on the side to colour pick #color theory is not my strong suit #LOVE fairy types throttling dragons #thank you pokemon for giving me this #glitter gallery #sylveon #galacta knight #pokemon #eeveelution #creature-ifying #rambling oops

[autisticgayplushie]

Would you ever consider making an autistic pride flag plushie dog? Also I love your plushies btw 💖

Aww thank you!! I absolutely want to do some neurodivergent pride plushies!! I've had these designs for an adhd dog and autism cat in my head for a few months.. please pardon these very messy sketches I did a while ago and colored with highlighters slkglks

I'd really like to get them made some time soon but I'm hoping to do a little research actually as to what other fellow neurodivergent people like most in a plushie! I want them to be sensory friendly and have lots of elements to stim with - so they're extra special designs to me which is why I've been thinking about them for so long lol 😅

#plushietxt #plushie process #also if anyone has any additional info on the adhd symbol and if there's one better than the rainbow butterfly please let me know! #i am rather attached to the butterfly wings and antenna on the puppy tho now but these are very much preliminary sketches! #I know there are also specific autism pride flags with stripes and such similar to other flags but I'm not sure there's one as universal #as the rainbow infinity symbol (which is what I like to use :D ) #OMG you can edit tags now. how long has that been a thing!

[tigerlyla-of-metinna]

Already sketching my first portrait of 2023. I'm using a number of reference to ensure I get a lot of the facial features in.

My drafts are usually messy, pardon the chicken scrawls. Never painted an actual person before (only made pen sketches of classmates back in college and those were laughable XD).

Wish me luck!

#work in progress #geralt of rivia #Michal Zebrowski #the hexer #witcher 3 #paintool sai

[smply-sktchng]

little redraw of a scene from the RWBY White trailer

#for funsies #scene redraw #screenshot redraw #weiss schnee #rwby #rwby white trailer #rwby weiss #rwby fanart #rwby volume 1 #pardon my messy sketches #I love. Monty Oum key poses fight choreography. rest in peace king. #colors #character design study #primary colors

[dyrewrites]

Before Deluca -- Memories in Blue pt.2

Yet when I reached him, all I could do was watch from beside the bed—careful not to touch the mattress, not to wake him—and think too loudly of how desperately I wanted to capture that face. Peaceful though he wasn’t—even while sleeping, as far as I’d noticed—there was something close to a smile on his lips. Something like serenity in those honeyed brows. And his curls, still loose, still wild, draped perfectly to frame him...

Without opening his eyes, Lucient heard my want, caught me staring and that smooth, rich voice sang, unaffected by sleep, “Your tools are in that box in the corner, treasure, sketch whatever you like…quietly if you could.”

“My tools,” I asked, glancing around the room, “How do you have—”

He sighed, shuffling beneath the sheets, “The same way I do your clothing and spare shoes, there are even a few of your works in the box,” opening a single eye he added, “those worth saving,” before snuggling deeper into the blanket, “now chut. I am exhausted and this face is no accident.”

I scoffed, “You need your beauty sleep?”

“Chut,” he shot back, keeping those cool eyes closed.

So, leaving the beauty to his sleep, I searched for the box he indicated. And it blended so well with the wall I wondered if it were on purpose.

“Wonder quieter, treasure,”Lucient called from the bed.

Chuckling, I tried to keep my thoughts quiet and dug into what were certainly my things. In that box were hunks of graphite in various sizes, as well as my holder, my pens and ink, even a sheaf of paper. All arranged neatly in a case too nice to be mine.

My Mistress', Lucient whispered into my thoughts, and you're still too loud.

Ignoring him, I sought the works he mentioned and there were no few, he had all the sketches I'd hidden in my closet. Not many, to be honest, most I had destroyed to keep my mother from learning how often I drew dockworkers. But he had saved all the rest, including my quick and messy figures, my thumbnails for planned landscapes, and various studies of faces and hands.

Careful not to wonder too loudly, not to ask, I brought the tool case back to the bed and got as comfortable as I could without disturbing his position.

With his curls yet framing the curves and angles of that beautiful face it wasn't difficult to decide where to begin. But the expression, well, he often appeared pained in sleep and right then it was mixed with annoyance of my interruptions. I would have to fix that which would, of course, ruin my chance to sketch him that day.

Moving my case to the foot of the bed, I abandoned my plans and crawled to him, kissing his forehead, “Pardon, mon rêve, I will allow you to rest.”

He grabbed me as I tried, opening those eyes to glare, though he smiled with it, “you speak my tongue so sweetly and expect to leave?”

Laughing, I covered him in more kisses, pulling the covers up to snuggle next to him, “I can stay, if you prefer.”

He kissed my neck as he spoke, voice adopting a cooing tone, “I demand.”

But as his hands grabbed for my back I grabbed his face, “None of that now.”

Closing his eyes, swooning with the heat of me, he pouted at my words and rolled over, “Then keep that deliciously warm skin away from my hands.”

“Or,” wrapping my arms around his, I made sure to grab his hands in mine, pinning them to his chest, “I keep mine closer.”

He wriggled tighter against me, sighing, “Mm, yes that will do.”

While not tired, the cool of him against me, the cooler warmth of the sheets and the mixed peculiarity—horror, terror, gnawing dread—I wasn't prepared to face did wear on me. So we slept, quiet, cuddled close and wonderfully entwined. And though I couldn't see it, with him so tight against my chest, as he relaxed in my arms I imagined he was smiling.

#writeblr #snippet #writing #novel #before deluca #vampires #lgbt #i should probably tag these things with the genre but i don't even know what that is anymore #is it a horror romance #or a vampire romance #is there a difference #someone help me i am going insane #more insane

[dreamypumpkins]

Trying new colors and hair for my character Caraway! Hope it looks okay, pardon the messy coloring job and sketch lol.

#dreamypumpkinssketch #going back to the original idea for the character! an undead patchwork fox! #not sure how i feel about the hair color though... 🤔

[solmints-messyocdiary]

"Alice's" first crush was Phoenix Ikki

(Also, the one next to him is Cancer Deathmask)

#messy sketches #oc #my oc #SolMuse art #my art #oc: 'alice' #I also drew this on a small canvas... pardon the bad quality but it gives it character #also guesd who is rewatching this series <3

[yukidragon]

You know, I know the first pic I drew of the SDJ vampire AU was Jack feeding Alice, but I didn’t expect to draw another one so soon. Though the meal he’s giving his half-vampire sunshine is a little different than last time.

Blueberry pancakes, garlic bread, or blood... you can bet that Alice can taste Jack’s love for her in every bite.

Inspired by a comment I made on twitter. Don’t believe the vampire propaganda. They’re secretly trying to score free garlic bread from people who think they’re being sneaky by using it to test people to see if they’re really a vampire.

Pardon the messiness of this sketch. This is just a super fast sketch of silliness. I’m not sure I’ll actually refine it, so I figured I’d share it as is with anyone else who enjoys me being self-indulgent with my OTPs.

#Sunny Day Jack #Something's Wrong With Sunny Day Jack #Vampire AU #My Art