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itspyon · 7 months
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drawing realism is pretty funny because you start hyperanalizing your subjects' traits and find out fun details about them that you don't perceive at first (or originally thought of them differently)
anyways here a list of dnf anatomy details that i've collected through intense studying:
1. dream does not have a large jawline actually. his top one is just completely straight, and his bottom one has no side downward curve. usually human skulls will have the top jaw sit at about a 30° angle, but his is just flat. it makes his bottom jaw look a lot more out. this carries all the way up to his forehead too. his bottom jaw is also almost completely straight from the mandibular angle to the chin.
2. george has THE HIGHEST CHEEKBONES. he just has an equally wide mandibular angle (meaning, his jaw doesn't taper in as much), so it doesn't look like it until you compare his cheeks to his side brow bones
3. george also has very long lips horizontally, and a very angular chin, which gives him this constant almost pouty look, so when he smiles he just has a beautiful lip shape
4. dream has a very consistent beard. no splotchiness whatsoever.
5. he also has a mole immediately below his jawline on his right side (or the side of the ear that is not pierced)
6. one of george's eyebrows is significantly taller than the other one on the arch. the start of his eyebrows are also fairly thin and sit pretty low. (he is not escaping the eyebrow plucking/threading allegations imo, they are so incredibly clean)
7. dream's nose looks almost cartoonish from the side from how soft the curve is. from the front, the tip sits pretty low compared to his nostrils
8. george's is a little more hooked AT THE END (he does not have full hooked nose, his bridge is very inwards on the top half), and from the front the tip and nostrils sit at the same height. it makes it look kind of like a tiny wide triangle
9. they both have very long cupid's bows, george a bit more than dream (see late point 8)
10. "dream is puppy coded" and it's because his eyelids are diagonal in the same way puppies have diagonal eye curves ! he very literally has dog eyes
11. dream's middle lashes are very long, and they get darker as you go out. george's are long all around and VERY full. they both have pretty crazy bottom lashes
12. i am once again highlight george's bottom lip. what a beautiful man
13. cameras need to stop hatecriming dream's freckles. set them free. (they mostly sit directly under his eyes next to his nose. he also has some on his chin, it's very charming)
14. gnf comes from the miranda cosgrove school of fake wasians. having deepset eyes, extremely hooded eyes and consistent, very deep aegyo sal will do that to you. (i say this as an asian with much love). don't be scared to draw his eyes properly, he's not beating the wasian allegations, you're allowed to post your "concerningly asian looking" gnf fanart (whoever says this to you send them to me i will beat them up). that's just how he looks. just make sure his nose is right and you're good 👍
15. dream is a LOT larger than what you think in the horizontal axis. door width. huge forearms. his waist is just "small" (average male waist size). don't let it deceive you
that's all for now i'll reblog with more as i find them have fun arting
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brokenpieces-72 · 3 months
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Task force 141 gangster! X f!reader
Right. Right?
This is part 2. Part 1 is here.
TW/CW: Mentions of deceased family, power abuse, discipline, shaming, let me know if there’s anything else
It had been about a month of you working with Soap and his gang, meeting a couple of others and doing some more graffiti. You can’t lie, making some graffiti that took shots at your so-called peers, was nice. All the while you took note of anything and everything you did with Soap and other thugs. You reported it all in and eventually Graves made his way into the gang himself. Any interaction you two had was kept as strangers. Until you retired for the night. Then he was at your apartment ready for a report. Everything was scribbled down and noted, and you’d either hand him the papers or relay it verbally.
One night it was pouring and despite Soap offering to let you stay the night at one of the hideouts you insisted on returning to your own apartment. You ran quickly through the cold freezing fall rain. Maybe staying with Soap couldn’t hurt. Simple text to Graves letting him know of a change in plans. No. Rain or shine you were determined to prove you could handle anything. As you walked through the alleys you came across a large crouching figure, and a mangy cat. The figure petting the cat, while trying to keep it dry with an umbrella. You’d heard about Simon Riley before but never brought him up with Johnny. Too much risk of blowing your cover. Now here he was petting a stray cat. Softer than you had given him credit for. The cat noticed you watching though, and before could turn and see you, you bolted. The last person you wanted to suspect you of anything was Ghost.
You arrived at your apartment, tired, wet and cold. You opened the door and saw Graves inside waiting and pacing.
“The hell have you been?” He asked, southern accent strong as always.
“I got held up. Sorry.” You said taking off your bag.
“Report?” He asked.
“Can I change first?” You asked.
“No.” Graves orders. He’s barely wet himself, likely took his own car to get to your place.
“There’s nothing to report. Same as before.” You explained.
“There’s something to report. Where did ya go, what did ya do today, who did ya talk to?” Graves asked and you felt your body and patience saying, ‘done’.
“I met two other gangsters, Alejandro Vargas and Rudolfo Parra. They mentioned medicine but didn’t go into much detail, not enough to confirm drug trafficking. We had a few meals, and they asked me about doing another art bomb.”
“You getting paid for it?” Graves asked.
“No. I offered.” You closed your eyes as you realize that you let it slip. If you were getting paid they could get an arrest. But offering…
“You offered to vandalize for them? Are you fucking kidding me Y/N?” Graves is pissed. “This isn’t an art exhibition this is an investigation, get that through your fucking head!”
“It gets me closer to them.” You exclaim. “If I offer services for free they don’t question it, they think I’m a street artist.”
“You’re a glorified tagger and you have been at this for month with nothing to fucking show for it!”
“And you do?” You asked. Emotions took over before you could stop it. Graves was in the same boat as you. But he was also your superior. He marched up to you getting in your face.
“Watch your fucking mouth sergeant, or the next time you’re on the streets you’ll be begging for change. Understand me?”
“Yes sir.” You said quietly.
“You want to prove yourself so much I’ve given you that chance. Don’t make me regret it.”
“Yes sir.” You repeated.
He opened the door to your apartment to leave before saying, “You make your father look like joke being his kid…”
Graves slammed the door closed and you stood there. You’re dripping on the floor for a few minutes before you go to the bathroom and get yourself cleaned up, hanging your wet clothes to dry and taking a warm shower, before curling up in your bed. You sit there for a moment, and think about what Graves said.
“You make your father look like a joke being his kid.”
You sniffle, wiping your tears.
Your father was a great man and a great cop. He was a greater dad. When he passed you felt that becoming a cop was the only way to honour him. Following in his footsteps put a great deal of expectations on you. Ones you never seemed to reach. Graves was your father’s partner. At first you felt he was keeping you safe, not wanting to lose his late partner’s kid. Now you weren’t so sure.
You feel your phone buzz and it’s a text from Soap.
S: Hey kid, you get home okay?
Y: Got drenched. Took a shower, warming up.
S: If you get sick, text me. I’ll bring some food over.
Y: That’s okay I have food.
S: Can’t wait to see what you come up with for the Los Voqueros. Nite.
Y: nite.
You lay back in bed, and think for a bit. You have to remind yourself that Soap is a criminal. He has to be. The police were doing justice. You were doing justice… but you aren’t. You’re running around with criminals, doing art commissions.
You needed to step up. You needed answers.
“Alejandro?” Rudolfo called over his boss, from his computer. Alejandro looked over his shoulder.
On the screen was your file. Your police file. Alejandro cursed under his breath.
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repmet · 2 years
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Things that are important to me
Elyan and Merlin sharing a horse
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digitalstowaway · 3 months
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90s sitcom au
Lan Xichen is the cool older sibling with his own phone line in his room. He's always on a threeway call with Nie Mingjue and Jin Guangyao. Or he's on the phone with only one as they rant about the other.
Lan Qiren complains about the phone bill.
Lan Wangji is a high school freshman and has a bad crush on Wei Wuxian
He has had a crush on Wei Wuxian since middle school
Wei Wuxian shows up on the first day of school with long hair and a new scrunchie. There's a rumor he got the scrunchie from a summer girlfriend. Lan Wangji hears this and locks himself in the bathroom through all of lunch
Nmj is on the football team (someone hear has to be a jock it's the law)
Lwj goes to lxc for his woes
After school on the first day he knocks on lxc's bedroom door. Lxc is with nmj and jgy and he softly goes, "Guys, can I have a minute alone with my brother?"
They leave the room presumably to do something 90s-silly
Lxc listens to lwj and gives some sage advice like, "In my three years of high school, do you know how many rumors I've heard that turned out to be true?" "How many?" "Zero."
Lwj feels better. Lxc puts his arm around lwj and the audience goes *awww* and claps.
While the camera lingers on them, you can hear Lan Qiren scolding nmj and jgy for *zany 90s thing.* the audience laughs and the scene ends.
The next day at school lwj overhears wwx complaining that he lost his scrunchie and that he had just bought it the other day. Lwj sighs in relief into his locker. He walks to class with confidence.
The audience claps. We all feel good.
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smittenskitten · 2 years
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tiddie inspection Harness burn from jumping off the cliff 
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nocoastposts · 4 months
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It’s Christmas and I’m writing my first Firstprince smut scene, happy holidays.
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rainystressed247 · 1 year
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Be like Punz, simp like Punz XD
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chrissymunsons · 9 months
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grace van dien; human or otter? 🦦
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starinthebasement · 1 year
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Well there's a lot of new people here after the whole slut post. So welcome and congrats because you fed this fire 😅😳
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melodythebunny · 1 year
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Sorry to spam you again but I got this idea. Dr. Two Brains power trip au. A corrupt super hero comes to Fair City and hurts Carrie and Becky badly. The hero was attacking Carrie and Becky was trying to help her. Neither cheese nor cats can stop him now. All that evil and destructiveness coming from Dr. Two Brains, that is not from Squeaky. Squeaky is hiding in a small area inside the mind where it is safe right now until this whole thing blows over.
no spam me./pos :0000000000000000000 yes. rip (hehe quite literally) whoever hurt them. they done messed up.
you see its not Hyde you have to worry about. its the Jekyll @drtwobrainsstuff @liloskull343
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bibookdemon · 2 months
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Hey Yug, check out my new piercings.
(honestly should've had SHALALA noise shit)
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If you think I'm gonna play with those, think again.
Nooooo! (Has been cockblocked. By his own choices.)
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frodo-with-glasses · 2 years
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The hobbits as a 90s boy band
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SCYLLA STOP BEING SO FRICKIN’ F U N N Y—
SEND IN YOUR SUGGESTIONS!
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cashmure · 4 months
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YOU EVER THINK...capitol reality shows with the victors. The confessionary.
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manturneddemon · 1 month
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//Welp, now i just want a loz au where roy's a traveling shekia who makes to many bum potions. some are great, some are not, and some just straight weird~
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pandagirl45 · 1 year
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Bucky: *buzzed from mead* you know stark makes me want *do a shaking motion* because he is feral, like a sewer cat, ones you find all mangy and covered in fleas. They like biting and scratching but goddammit aren't they adorable. Then the trust
Bucky: *lays his head on the table* the trust those feral bastards give ya *getting heavier in his Brooklyn mixed Russian accent* adorable and so feral, so feral, soo very feral, biggest black eyes. They are just dark brown till the light makes them golden
Bucky: *sits up slamming the table* Tony! He is a mangy little shit and I love him... he makes me want to *does the shaking motion again* you know that steve? *looks over*
Tony: *frozen red in the face* *mouth hanging open*
Bucky: I know right, worse confession *drowse off*
[Bucky wakes up in a panic with a note under his hand saying Friday at 8, dinner don't be late T.S]
Bucky: it worked... wait *groans realizing he drunk confessed* *sees more on the back* little shit... *smirks*
[Yes, you told me, I am partial feral]
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thelordofgifs · 1 year
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blorbo from my appendices
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