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linawritestwst · 1 year

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HCs for The third-year squad when they find a little doodle of them with hearts around it in the reader's notebook?

third years finding your doodle of them with hearts around it headcanons (gn!reader)

YAY I HAVE ONLY ONE REQUEST LEFT i saved the sad one for last <3 so yeah, enjoy these cute hcs while you can!

cater diamond.

♡ cater would take a look at your notebook simply because he was curious. he knows that it's not a good thing to do and he respects your privacy, but come on, your drawings are so cute, please let him see them! but then he opens your notebook and sees.. this. he sees a small doodle of a guy that looks a lot like him and it's.. um.. surrounded by hearts?

♡ cater wants to think that it's just a coincidence that this guy looks so much like him, maybe it's just your art style, haha.. though a small part of him wants to believe that this really is him. but why did you draw so many hearts too? maybe you just thought they were cute and decided to add them? surely there's no deeper meaning to any of this..

♡ he tries his best to forget what he saw, it's not a big deal, it's just a random doodle that he saw in your notebook, it's not him. it can't be him, right? i mean.. if it was him, that would mean you most likely have a crush on him. and he just can't imagine you falling in love with him. why would you even think of drawing him? nah, that's just not possible.. though his heart does beat a bit faster when he's thinking about it.

trey clover.

♡ oh, it looks like you forgot your notebook in class. there's no need to worry though, because trey will bring it back to you! he's so kind and caring, isn't he? okay, let him just take it and.. oh, it looks like it's open actually. well, that would be rude of him to read it, so he's just gonna- wait, is that him? trey wouldn't be surprised if it turns out that this guy isn't supposed to be him, his vision is not the best after all, but.. he still can't help but feel like this is actually a drawing of him.

♡ he won't ask you about it, he will just simply bring that notebook back to you, like he planned to. he doesn't want you to know that he saw that drawing and also, he has no idea how he'd prove that it wasn't intentional and he didn't actually want to read your notebook. sorry, y/n, this man isn't always honest with you, even though he really hates lying to you.

♡ .. he has to admit that he thought that doodle was cute. he almost laughed because you only drew his glasses and didn't draw his eyes. and the hearts.. he has no idea why they're here, you probably just drew them to make the drawing look ever cuter. it almost looks like you have a crush on him or something.. you don't have one, right?

leona kingscholar.

♡ this guy doesn't care about what's in your notebook. he looked at it only because he was bored, he had nothing to do, he didn't want to sleep (shocking, i know!) and then he saw your notebook lying on the floor. did it fall out of your backpack or something? he probably should bring it to you, even though he's too lazy to do that.. but again, it's not like he has anything else to do right now.

♡ .. now, what's this? this notebook is filled with doodles (you really don't pay much attention to classes, don't you?) and the one he's looking at right now looks a lot like him. your art style made him look too cute though, it's.. kinda gross. and what's with the hearts? ugh, you're so weird.. he shouldn't think too much about it.

♡ he brings the notebook back to you and doesn't say anything about seeing that one drawing, but he says that your art style is so cute that it makes him want to throw up. you just roll your eyes and thank him for the "compliment". right when you're about to leave though, you realize that it means he saw your drawings and you throw that notebook in his face. you sure hope he didn't see that drawing..

vil schoenheit.

♡ your notebook isn't that interesting to him. really, he would look at it only so that he can bring it to you and say how irresponsible you are. your handwriting is so messy.. you've been drawing in class too. you're not just irresponsible, you're lazy too. he should go and find you already- wait.. now, vil is most likely wrong (and he hopes he is), but.. is that him?

♡ he sees a little doodle of him in your notebook surrounded by tiny hearts. something is telling him it really is him, like the hairstyle, the pomefiore dorm uniform.. but also, he wishes this drawing would be more detailed. like, no, y/n, he's not okay with simply having dots for his eyes. and where is his nose? where is his makeup? wait, maybe he's wrong and this isn't supposed to be him.. no, it really is him. he's not like other characters, he's not in denial.

♡ when he gives you your notebook back, he doesn't mention that drawing (and he doesn't understand why he didn't do it), but he tells you that if you're gonna draw in class again instead of paying attention, you should at least try working on your art style more. no, these cute little doodles won't do, if you have something more important to do instead of studying and working, it should look like something important. you just look at him and after a minute of silence you go ".. did you just call my doodles cute?".. okay, that's it, he's leaving.

rook hunt.

♡ of course he would go through your notebook. of course he would. why? well.. he just wants to know more about you! he goes crazy when he sees it. your handwriting is so unique and beautiful! the way you take notes is so interesting! everything about your notebook is so aesthetically pleasing to him. he likes those little doodles you draw while taking notes too. they're so cute, so adorable, you're so creative! hm, now what do we have here..

♡ forgive him for this, but.. why does he feel like this little drawing is supposed to be him? like, this is definitely his hat. this is his haircut. this also looks like pomefiore dorm uniform.. oh my, it really is him! now excuse him, he's about to go JDHSJDNBSJHNDJDSKDSK 💖💓💗💞💕 HE LOOKS SO CUTE HERE!! you've done such a great job, how did you manage to draw him so well even though it's just a tiny doodle?

♡ yes, he will compliment your drawings when he finds you. no, he doesn't care if you go "WAIT, YOU READ MY NOTEBOOK??". yes, he did exactly that, y/n, give him a minute, this man wants to tell you how talented you are and how honored he is to be drawn by you. now, he has to go. oh, wait, he almost took your notebook with him- here it is.

idia shroud.

♡ ah, it's your notebook.. well, it's not like he wants to read it. no, really, he's not interested. but then, as he about to leave, he notices your drawings and.. okay, they're cute. he wants to see more of them. he really hopes you don't come back for your notebook because if you appear right behind him and see what he's doing, he will die.

♡ your doodles are so cute.. he just can't stop turning the pages, he doesn't care about your notes and your handwriting, he just wants to see the drawings. he especially likes the ones with cats. wait, what's this drawing supposed to mean- OH SEVENS THIS IS HIM. he knows that it's him, this is obviously his hairstyle and his hoodie and- Y/N I'M SORRY BUT THIS GUY IS SO CLOSE TO JUST THROWING YOUR NOTEBOOK OUT THE WINDOW HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THIS INFORMATION

♡ when you come back to get your notebook, you see this pathetic (affectionate or not) man lying on the floor and trying to hide how red his face is with his hands, but his hair turning pink gives everything away. you have no idea what happened here, so you just take your notebook and leave. maybe it's better not to ask him, it doesn't look like he will give you a proper answer right now anyway.

malleus draconia.

♡ oh, looks like you forgot your notebook. hm, he knows that it's rude to read someone's notes without their permission like this.. but he can't deny that he's curious and wants to see what you've written here. maybe this will help him get to know you better. and why is he so excited about this? like he's just reading your notebook, this is not something special.. but it's special to him, because it's your notebook.

♡ he likes everything about your notes. your handwriting, the way you take notes, your drawings.. hehe, they're so cute. now that he thinks about it, he doesn't remember ever seeing you draw before. he wishes you would show your art to him more often, you really are talented. even if these drawings are small and not that serious, they still feel like a part of you and he loves them just as much as he loves- wait, is this what he thinks it is?

♡ .. it really is him. these are his horns, his eyes, his ears, his hairstyle.. this is your drawing of him. he accidentally drops your notebook when he realizes this. he's just so shocked, he doesn't know what to do. like, how is he even supposed to react to this? when he calms down a little, he realizes that he's actually.. very happy about this. other diasomnia students don't understand why their dorm leader keeps smiling like something good happened today and it honestly scares them a little.

lilia vanrouge.

♡ like rook, he's unashamed to admit that he read your notebook. look, he was bored, okay? also he likes you and he always wanted to learn more about you, so <3 he would love your doodles a lot, they're so small, they're so silly! hehe, they say so much about your personality and you probably don't even realize it. but then he turns a page and.. he sees a drawing of him.

♡ like, he knows that this is him. he can feel it, okay, his intuition never fails him! it's because of his hairstyle. he recognized himself because of the hairstyle he looks so cute in your art style, he can't stop smiling when he looks at that drawing. oh, wait, you added some hearts too.. haha, does this mean that you have a crush on him? you're so adorable. well, lucky for you, he likes you back~

♡ you find him hanging upside down as always and reading your notebook. you tell him to give it back to you and even though he really wants to play with you, he agrees and you get your notebook back. but later that day, while doing homework, you notice that one page is missing. if you're not wrong, it was a page with that drawing of lilia.. you really hope that lilia won't find it, you just know that he won't leave you alone if that happens.

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archie-sunshine · 3 months

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What’s five kinks you go feral over

God i have too many kinks- fuck. ANYWAYs. Rodimus is our lucky little model for tonight to show off some of the ways i am depraved and horny.

EDGING

I feel like this is super self explanatory. You know my track record, you know who I am, you know what I'm about. I LOVE this kink, I love writing it, I love drawing it. I think it's really fun to see how long you can make a character do this before they start to get loopy, which will be a recurring theme in this list tbh-

2. HUMILIATION

If you've read Survey Says-! you know why this is here. I LOVE putting characters in distress, I love making them all embarrassed and stuff. degradation goes hand in hand here, same with some of my enjoyment of free use and stuff. I especially like rodimus for this kink because of how proud he is, taking him down a peg is very satisfying in my opinion. I generally think in any situation any form of distress is always pretty fun and sexy to mess around with.

3. HYPNOSIS

Okay another obvious one. Technically I could make this category a lot more general because I enjoy all sorts of alternative mental states. I like heats, I like sex pollen, I enjoy drunk/high sex(SOMETIMES), i also just enjoy characters becoming stupider via sex. sex drunkeness is what its called i think?? but anyhow, hypnosis is big for me, I like the relaxation, the slowness, sorta letting the character get lost in the sauce of the situation. Oh and reprogramming to do sexy tasks is always fun.

4&5. BONDAGE/BDSM & OVERSTIMULATION

I got a little lazy here. I really enjoy all sorts of bdsm style stuff, it feels almost too general to include here but I love the bondage, I love the servitude and power dynamics, I really enjoy painplay and teasing and just general sexual bullying. Overstimulation goes hand in hand with this, I think. I enjoy the helplessness and distress rendered from being tied down and teased until your mind goes blank.

SO YEAH!! thanks for joining me for another round of archie exposes way way way too much stuff about himself for the internet!!! there are obviously a ton of others aside from this, if you have specifics to ask me about, id love to fill an ask about it since i did a big inbox clean today :]

[Feeling nosy? shoot me an ask in my inbox!]

#my art #archie answers #my requests #mtmte #valveplug #rodimus #transformers #/nsfw #/nsft #lemon #minimus ambus #minirod #ultra magnus #rodimags #hypnosis

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cerise-on-top · 5 months

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i am here humbly begging for more cod tickle fight posts pretty please i am soooo thirsty

Yeah, sure. Sorry this took so long, I planned something even longer, making a scenario for each character being on the receiving end, but that likely would have been over 8.000 words in total, so I scrapped the idea. All of these together are already at almost 3.000 words. Still have the prompts, though. Anyway, thanks for the request, I appreciate you sending something in. These are essentially a bunch of characters and or reader teaming up on each other. First three reader is on the receiving end, but then I wanted to spice it up a little and have some characters be on the receiving end. No Valeria since I had no idea who to team her up with.

Team-Up Tickles

Price/Ghost: You’d really need to get on their nerves if you end up the victim of the both of them. Sure, it can be done, just rack up the bad points with innocent things that won’t harm anyone. Put Price’s cigars where he can’t find them immediately or place a little frog in his hat, draw a heart on Ghost’s mask with red sharpie or throw a few grapes at him. As long as they know it was you every time they’re gonna get fed up eventually. It doesn’t warrant any serious punishment, and if they know all you want is just to play around a bit they’ll be even more likely to just gang up on you. They’ll calmly confront you about it, even if there is a certain air of mischief surrounding them, and do just about anything to make you back up into a corner. The more helpless you feel, the more you realize you messed up, the better. Price will grab your wrists with one hand and hold them so you won’t escape. Ghost starts off slow if he knows he can take his sweet time with you, figuring out where he can elicit which reaction in what way. Every once in a while he’ll simply stop, though, giving you a small break before picking up where he left off. I advise you to not kick, he’ll simply grab your leg and keep going there. Eventually, Price grows just the tiniest bit impatient and joins in. The sooner he can get you to fall to the floor or wrestle you down, the better because you won’t be able to fight back. A bit rougher than Ghost, he wants to make you scream so you might learn your lesson. This time, if you’re a real squirmer or kicker, Ghost will hold you down so you won’t escape. If Price straddles your hips, Ghost will hold up your arms, those two work well together. Once you’re completely tuckered out they’ll stop, leaving you a giggling, breathless mess. However, they’re not monsters, if they think they went completely overboard by accident they’ll stay with you until you’ve recovered a bit, scolding you for being so annoying and how you really shouldn’t put frogs in Price’s hat.

Gaz/Soap: In their case they probably simply felt like doing it, so they did. Since they had a tickle fight with each other beforehand they thought it would be a lovely idea to get you in on it as well. It all starts with them scouting the area for you. Once they found you, they’ll lure you somewhere you won’t be able to escape, preferably a soft surface like a couch or a bed so you won’t hurt yourself. Last step is for one to distract you while the other surprises you. Even if either of them gets elbowed, it’s absolutely worth it just to hear your laugh ring out. If they’re not both having the time of their lives simultaneously, then they take turns holding you down and tickling you. Anywhere they can reach is fair game. It’s not too hard to figure out which one is the dominant tickler either, both of them have their own style: Soap barely lingers on one spot for too long, he’s fairly rough and quick and never shuts up while he’s at it, always teasing you one way or another. It may seem almost frantic, but there’s actually quite a bit of calculation behind it. Gaz is more gentle, and lingers longer on the spots he deems to be your worst ones before showing a bit of mercy. He plays the long game and wants to tire you out more slowly so the fun lasts a bit longer. Not as teasy, but he does ask you plenty of questions he genuinely expects you to answer in your state. Both of them have a good time and if they aren’t out for your laughter by verbally teasing you, they’ll talk as if nothing at all is happening. Gaz and Soap are close enough with each other that they barely need to speak to each other out loud in order to know what the other is about to do. You’re just the cutest little thing to them, so naturally they’re gonna make sure you’re okay afterwards. Whoever you pushed away the least that time gets to hold you, the other one grabs you a glass of water to make sure your voice doesn’t falter completely. They’re gonna rib you a bit afterwards as you catch your breath, but if someone else gets too close to you when you’re that tired they’ll have to deal with two SAS soldiers ready to throw hands. Yes, they’re extremely protective of you in that state.

Alejandro/Rodolfo: You likely asked Alejandro to train you a bit so your chances of surviving an encounter would go up. That he does, he’s a good teacher when it comes to things like that, except you’d want to keep going when it’s obvious you’ve reached your limit and are beyond tired. Sluggish movements and delayed reaction times leave you almost entirely defenseless, but still you insist in order to make him proud and show him just how capable you are. Alejandro will give you two chances to stop for the evening, after that he’ll simply pin you down or against the wall and start having his way. He makes sure not to hurt you, his grasp on you is gentle enough to not bruise, but firm enough to make sure you can’t get away either. After some time, if you still haven’t given up yet, he’ll call Rudy over to help him. It’s an order, so there isn’t much he can do about it. As you’re still spilling some residual giggles, Alejandro will give you a small break, letting Rudy take the wheel for a moment as he still holds you down. Rudy will gently graze your skin, fluttering his fingers here and there. It’s not enough to make you laugh, far from it, but it makes you just a bit more aware of your situation. It’s fun to him, feeling you suck in your stomach or have it quiver under his fingertips, for example. Once given the order, he’ll be a bit more rough on you, even though rough is still a bit relative. He’s not fast either, he’s still gentle. Alejandro, if he’s in the right position, will claw at your stomach as he nuzzles into your neck. It’s not his goal to make you scream, but as long as you’re still audacious enough to fight him he won’t relent. Only when you finally give in and stop for the night will the tickling cease. Rudy will chuckle a bit, seeing those tears in your eyes as you barely even remember where you are, asking you if you need anything. Alejandro pulls you towards him, rubbing your back and making sure you won’t topple over again. If you’re on the verge of falling asleep then and there, they’ll carry you to bed as well. Ask either of them to stay the night and cuddle you, there’s no way they’re gonna say no.

Graves/Shadows: Due to Graves being rather affectionate with his Shadows as well as being a competent leader, it’s no surprise that his subordinates trust him a great amount. Yes, he can be serious when the time calls for it, but that doesn’t mean he won’t ever goof around. The Shadows love him, so they’re usually more than willing to team up with each other and you to surprise the commander. It takes a single brave person, ready to try and best him after he decided to work himself to the bone again, to cause an avalanche of playful Shadows to go after him. Graves can hold his own against them normally, but when he’s clearly outnumbered even he can’t do much. Cast the first stone, someone else will follow. Spider your fingers along his back, when he turns someone else will take your place. Despite rolling around, squirming, kicking, he likely won’t tell you to stop as it’s a nice team building activity, stupid as it may be. If you get him to lie on his stomach and scribble along his thighs he can muster up the strength to throw someone off of him just once. It may seem like aimless flailing to most, but he doesn’t squeeze his eyes shut, he needs to know which Shadows he needs to get revenge on. No matter how much you tire him out, he won’t forget a face. Since Shadow Company has quite a few people working for it there’s gonna be a huge discrepancy between their different styles, but what works best on Graves is being rough on his upper body while being fairly gentle on his lower body. It takes at least two to three people to make sure he won’t escape since, once he knows the attackers are coming, it’s way harder to actually get him to go down. Once he goes silent that’s usually your cue to stop, anything else he won’t take as kindly to. While it may not be too uncommon for him to be targeted, depending on the intensity of the fun it might take him a bit longer to recover. As I’ve said before, stay with him and make sure he’s okay, you’re doomed either way so you might as well make sure he recovers well. He’ll be a bit more gentle when he gets his revenge. Besides, there are a few Shadows who genuinely want that sort of attention from their commander, Graves knows that. He’s fond of them, so he’s not at all against indulging them every once in a while.

Alex/Farah: In this scenario we’re going to assume you and Farah wanted to show Alex some affection, thus deciding to sandwich him in a hug. That was really just the cover up to your plan of him having given you a tickle hug one too many times, resulting in you both itching to get your fingers on him. Naturally, Alex won’t say no to a hug from his favorite people, he welcomes it, in fact. You let him have that moment for a few seconds before you strike. One of you shoves their hands in his armpits, the other one goes for his sides. When he topples over whoever stands behind him gets to catch and hold him. It’s a spot he’s going to defend with his life, but brush your fingers against his neck or flutter them against the skin there, he’ll pull up his shoulder immediately to get you to go away. Alex can take quite a lot, but that doesn’t mean his reaction isn’t to try and shove you away. His giggles are sweet, almost a bit quiet, even his laugh isn’t too loud. Some curses here and there, sure, but he doesn’t mean any of them. While he may have some of his reactions under control, he’ll try to get away from the both of you but won’t start hitting you, opting for grabbing your hands instead. If that doesn’t work, he’ll make attempts to curl up. Realistically speaking, he knows there’s no danger since it’s just you and Farah, people he trusts, but he can’t help it, it tickles just far too much. Aware of his past crimes, he’s willing to atone, letting you have your fun for quite a while. But he will tell you to stop once he’s hit his limit. Doesn’t hate tickling and being tickled by any means, but it’s exhausting when you’re on the receiving end. Definitely doesn’t mind some affection afterwards, even if it’s just in the form of teasing him regarding how cute he is. When you listen to him and his residual giggles, you can watch his gaze drift between you and Farah with adoration and admiration in his eyes. He’s aware of his strength, he knows that it’s not easy at all to take him down, meaning it takes a lot of trust for him to allow himself to be in a position like that. But it’s fun and games, he’s not gonna stop either, so it’s only fair.

Laswell/Nikolai: You probably got fed up with Nikolai barely, if at all, reacting to you trying to get back at him. He is ticklish, that much I can tell you, he just doesn’t show it. Only when you’re playfully complaining to him about it with Laswell overhearing does the situation brighten for you. As someone who works for the CIA, Laswell has dirt on just about any person, including Nikolai. Besides, they’ve been friends for a long time too, which made her one of the most qualified people to tell you that Nikolai can be weak to tickles, if done correctly. Beating around the bush, Nikolai neither confirms nor denies this, but promises you that he’ll hold still and let you try, under the premise he gets to do the same later. He’s confident you won’t be able to get him to laugh. Ever the keeper of his word, you try. Laswell watches as you fail time and time again to even get him to flinch. With a sigh, she shows you the ropes, telling you what to do in order to accomplish your goal. Advice is given, instructions are told as though you’re taking apart a weapon and cleaning it for the first time. In this case, you’re merely told to lightly scratch under his chin. Despite expecting it, Nikolai shudders regardless. It’s a pleasant sensation, but it takes everything in him to not flinch. Next up is the side of his neck, and lastly, his cheeks. A smile has made its way onto his lips, even during the first spot, but you couldn’t tell whether it was out of pity or mockery. Gently grazing his skin, you weren’t even sure if you were touching it in the first place, seemed to work. A few giggles spilt here and there, but he never bothered to grab your hand or push you away. According to Laswell, as well as Nikolai, that was likely everything you were gonna get out of him using your hands only. If you desired a stronger outcome you’d need something along the lines of a feather or a make-up brush. As it turns out, being rough doesn’t work on him at all, he’s trained himself out of that, but since he never really got the chance to get used to gentle tickles he couldn’t build up a resistance to them. Regardless, it was your turn to get wrecked and Nikolai wasn’t going to go easy on you for what you did.

König/Horangi: From time to time you’d tease König. Nothing particularly mean, Horangi’s remarks were much more impactful than yours. Besides, König is a colonel, he had been through worse and can take some playful banter, often taunting both of you in return. It wasn’t until you had claimed that, due to his height, he must have some extra ribs that you genuinely got both König’s and Horangi’s attention. With everyone involved knowing that König was, indeed, ticklish, this made for a wonderful suggestion. Considering you made the claim, you got the honor of actually getting to count them as Horangi held König’s arms behind his back. Sitting down on his lap to make it just that extra bit harder to move, you got to work. König’s curses weren’t particularly creative, but they did hold a certain venom to them, they could corrode anyone’s skin. But the poison mellowed as soon as you made contact with his ribs, drilling in here and there and vibrating your fingers to get a feel for his ribcage. At first König was rigid, not moving an inch, but then he started kicking, trying to get you off of him. In all fairness, it almost worked. The lower you moved the stronger his reactions were. Once you were done you counted 17, to which Horangi naturally replied that that couldn’t be right, there had to be at least 28. Switching places with him, it was your turn to take König’s arms and hold them back. Horangi was a much more ruthless tickler than you, making sure to “get a feel of how much space his ribs take up” before “counting them thoroughly”. Yes, mistakes were made and he “lost count” a few times. Despite everything, he was diligent enough to try again. The conclusion was that König had no extra ribs that day, having only 24 it seemed, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t still grow some more over time. This phenomenon had to be studied and he’d need a check-up every once in a while that only you and Horangi could be trusted with. Cussing both of you out, König recovered very quickly, looming over you with the ferocity of an untamed beast. Despite having considered punting both of you into the ground for humiliating him like that, he doesn’t go through with it. Another one who’s very confident in his abilities, he chases that instant gratification this time and goes for both of you to get his revenge. Maybe not at once, maybe he can get you to betray the other in the meantime, but he’ll have both of you breathless and exhausted by the end of the day.

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drenched-in-sunlight · 8 months

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hello hi!!! grfhvhghr i am in love with your artwork so much you cant believe-- i wanna ask if you have any tips on how you lineart and colourpick?? no pressure to answer tho, have a great day/night!! again, love your art <33

hi!! thank you for your kind words!! since i got asked about these a lot, im answering this for all the other ask asking about lineart and colour tips too! You can see some previous post here.

also i could only give out tips that work for my drawing style - which is heavy lineart / colours pop up the line (believe it or not it's American comic book style. ppl cant understand why my art doesnt really look like usual anime/ Asian webtoon style, even though it is still clearly anime / Asian webtoon style, but when i told them it's because im drawing these by studying American comics, no one believes it either lmao.

i do study but i do my own things too, so most of my art inspo is really unexpected to ppl, but they r really where i learn things from, cuz i dont even go to art school TT_TT).

Changing the brush size will help you achieve thick/thin lines better without having to put pressure on your wrists. Keep your hold relaxed and let bigger brush size give you the thick strokes.

I like messy sketch, to me the sketch is just an outline shape to fill details in when i do the line, it also gives more freedom to wriggle as i draw! cuz i dont really plan out everything from the start, just wing it as i go, so a lot of my work is actually very spontaneous.

that leads to this point: when you do the lineart you should start deciding which colour style you want from it to adjust the details amount. the ink shadow blocks in my art aren't there randomly, i adjust them to best complement the shape language and colours.

for piece where i want the line/shadow to...idk hit (?), the colours are almost flat with textured brush adding depth to them, so the inking is the shading, thus there are more details in the lineart / ink blocks.

for the video above and piece like this where i want the colours to be clear and pop out, the use of ink blocks are minimized and i do the shading during colouring process. but! the ink blocks can still make some places pop very nicely! just use in moderation!

when doing the base it's good to keep the colour on the left side of the colour wheel (low saturation), but as you do shading and lighting, try to spread out evenly so it won't look washed out.

toggle around with hue and saturation slider as you go! the key is always adjusting! you're making hundreds of decisions at once, being conscious of your choice in why a line or a colour should be in a certain way will help improve your process a lot! (i think you can tell which art i turned off my brain and just draw for stress relief ........ which is also a valid way to draw and sometimes the result might surprise you! but for more serious stuffs i try to be aware of most of the move i make. it's problem solving, yeah?)

i find that one way to keep your art from appearing too...yellow in the end (which is sth that haunted my ass for a long while) is always aim for cold tone, so if you accidentally make it warm either way in the end it won't be too warm (and yellow :cry:)

well that's all the stuffs i can think on top of my head. sorry i can't give more advice on colour picking cuz it's sth i don't really know how to give advice on???? i think my colours now are still pretty lame haha........ if there are still any questions i'd gladly answer within my ability, though im very slow to answer ask ( i do read and be happy at all of them tho!)

#art tip #ask #anon #albi’s art #ALSO I AM SERIOUS ABOUT THE BRUSH SIZE THING SAVE YOUR WRISTS NOW. TODAY. DONT LET IT HURT THEN TRY TO FIX IT LATER #aughhhhhhhhh *rub my wrists*

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I love your art style, I was wondering what your inspirations were/your process for getting your art style to where it is now

Oh my gosh what an amazing question!! Thank you so much, I really appreciate this :) I'd love to talk about my style and how I've kind of honed in my style over the years. This will be a bit of a long one so I'll put in a cut!

I've been drawing DC art for a long, long time. Since I was really young back when I was playing Lego Batman lol. Before I was doing digital art I was really focused on designing my own versions of characters. I sort of learned how to draw one thing at a time. I learned how to draw hair, then eyes, then noses etc.

I wasn't very good lol. I think these are from like 2016? I took a lot of inspiration from DC Comics actually! I always describe my style as almost-realistic though, because I actually grew up as a life-drawing artist. I can't stress enough how important it is to take the time to really study the human body if you want to draw people. I went to college for Life Drawing and Anatomy studies and it really helped me figure out posing, how certain parts of the body move and stuff like that

I use myself as a reference a lot too. You're your own model! It leads to some pretty funny pics too haha (I ended up changing the pose a bit, but you get the vibe)

These are older and my handwriting is unintelligible but you get the picture. Learning how to translate emotions and character into a pose is really helpful and then of course figuring out how to draw clothes is helpful too. Before I was doing Superheroes I did a lot of fantasy art which helped me kind of perfect armor, cloth and those textures.

When I moved to digital drawing it really helped me learn how to render, which was kind of the final piece of the puzzle. Shading is so fucking difficult and I'm not perfect at it by any means (these drawings are two or three years old now and they still have a lot of issues). I mean, to show you how much my style has changed, this is the same character in 2016, 2020 and 2023

SO yeah! I get a lot of inspiration from older Disney, I really liked She-Ra's art style, and mimicked that a lot when it came out, and now I've kind of grown it into something all my own to the point where I can do full character scenes with my own designs. Anatomy, color theory and character design are big passions of mine and I try to show that in every drawing I do on here.

Thank you for asking by the way, I hope this is what you were looking for! Sorry for rambling lol

#batman #artists on tumblr #dc comics #simon's art #simon rambles

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🚨SPOILERS FOR FANTASY HIGH JUNIOR YEAR EPISODE 7🚨

Dimension20 "Fantasy High Junior Year"

Episode 7 "Stress Tested"

Timestamp: 1:01:58

Video Length: 5min.

Fig talks to Zara about continuing Warlock classes + Impromptu Field Trip to the Bottomless Pit (‣Pt. 1 | Pt. 2)

Brennan: "I think if you wanted to talk to any of the teachers, you feel cool to talk-"

Emily: "I definitely wanna go to the Warlock."

Brennan: "Cool. I think, like, that night after the Twilight Ceremony is when Warlock class is anyway. So like 30 minutes later you're skateboarding into school and Zara says,"

Zara: "Ah, Miss Faeth, it is good to see you."

Fig: "Hi."

Zara: "Listen, I think I checked the roster. There's some paperwork that needs to go through. What- and I don't want to harsh your vibe."

Fig: "Right, right."

Zara: "What class on paper are you in?"

Fig: "I'm just sort of an off paper kinda person." 😂🤣💀

Zara: "Right, so you're trespassing?"

Fig: "Yeah." 😂😂

Zara: "Okay." 💀💀

Fig: "Okay, here's the deal. I think I like your class, and so I would like to keep coming."

Zara: "All right."

Fig: "So if there's a matter of paperwork, I'm willing to dot some i's and cross some t's."

Zara: "Perfect, I think this is a very wise decision. You are in Bard classes, I believe. But as long as you get permission from your Bard teacher."

Brennan: "You see she produces a contract, and a little thing of flame and it's an MCAT. She signs her name allowing you to multiclass into her class. She hands it to you and says,"

Zara: "The power of the Warlock is the power of the agreement, which is the power of the relationship. Where do you wish to draw your power from? And where do you feel that you are drawing it from now?"

Fig: "I am an archdevil of rebellion 'cause my dad was an archdevil of rebellion. Now he actually coaches-"

Zara: "Your dad is Gorthalax?"

Fig: "Yeah, Gorthalax is my dad."

Zara: "All right. Students, impromptu field trip!"

Brennan: *screaming* "And a burning sigil appears on the ground and you see a portal opens up, and you are looking at the Bottomless Pit. And you see Baby goes,"

Baby: "Oh, Mistress!"

Fig: "Hey, Wretchrot. Can we have a field trip?"

Baby: "Ah, yes! Everyone has to lick me!" 😂😂

Fig: "Well, he's the boss!"

Zara: "Is he the boss?"

Fig: "He is the boss I work for."

Zara: "Demon, no- Er, Devil" *hand motions* *magical surge* *abjures Wretchrot*

Baby: "Ah! She's killing me!" *flies away*

Brennan: "And all these Warlock students sort of, like, gingerly step through this flaming portal and you see yourself back in the Bottomless Pit. You see there's a bunch of harried-looking little spine devils and barbed devils going like,"

Devil: *grunting* "Mistress." *rubbing hands together*

Fig: "I had this actually other crazy idea. Sorry, I'm so all over the place. I was thinking we could set up a recording studio."

Devil: "A recording studio."

Fig: "Are you guys good sound technicians?"

Devil: "Hold on one second."

Brennan: "They open a pair of double doors. It is a sort of grand cathedral-esque waiting room with almost like city hall style pews. It is crammed with souls. It is just crammed with damned souls being like,"

Damned soul: "Oh, thank God."

Brennan: "And you see they come in and all the devils go,"

The devils: "We've been waiting to hear from you for some time. We're not sure how to process these. These are all edge cases and, sort of, we need a ruling on a lot of them."

Fig: "Ruling. Okay, blanket ruling: I condemn you all to rock!"

One guy way in the back: "Nooooo!"

Brennan: "And a bunch of other people start looking around and talking. And you see this one guy who's got like-"

Fig: "If you're here it's 'cause something ****** up happened in your life. Work it out in a ******* guitar, process through some nasty distorted amp. I want you to blow out the ******* electricity in here!"

Baby: *re-manifests* "Ha ha, you heard mistress. You must turn this room into the bangingest sound studio that the Nine Hells have ever seeeeen. And then lick meeee!" 😂😂

Fig: "You guys actually don't have to do that last part. Yeah."

The one guy way in the back: "Nooooo!"

Fig: "You can. You can."

Brennan: "And you see that all of these damned souls begin to toil in the burning heat. Then sort of start constructing, like, booths. So you see that one of the barbed devils goes- with a nasty cat of nine tails is like,"

Barbed devil: "Get foam!" *whip cracking*

Fig: "No, no, no. We can't do that."

Emily: "Can I take his little nine of cat tails and give him a guitar?"

Barbed devil: *starts playing a guitar*

Ally: "He's a noodler! Oh no, he's a noodler!"

Barbed devil: *weeping* "The music feels so good!" *keeps playing guitar*

Fig: "Okay. Yeah."

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spoilmesweetieforficssake · 1 year

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Hi can I please request 5 on Valentines list for Melissa x Reader (Reader is also a teacher and the reader is the one who wears a hot outfit in public) thanks.

"You're gonna wear that in public?" "Is there something wrong with it?" "I'm gonna have to find a stick to beat people off with, is all."

Ask and ye shall receive.

So I had already envisaged a little something for this when I first read the prompts, but had it the other way around, that Melissa was in the outfit. Worry not though, since you were so kind as to ask, this has ended up a request one, get one free.

Hope you enjoy!

Reader (All Dressed Up With Somewhere To Go)

You were pretty sure you had tried on every single item of clothing in your wardrobe as you stood before the mirror in your bedroom, the bed now strewn with rejected outfits. Your eyes flicked to the clock on the wall. Melissa was due to pick you up in twenty minutes. If you wanted to have any chance of taming your hair and putting your make-up on what you were wearing would have to do.

You weren’t good on dates and if you were honest, had no idea how quiet how you’d been lucky enough to score a date with Melissa. You had been struck by her appearance since the moment you started at Abbott. Always having a soft spot for red heads, your crush on her felt almost inevitable. The more you got to know her, your crush only grew until you had to admit you were head over heels in love with the woman.

You had done your best to keep it under wraps, but it had proved rather difficult with a camera crew around. It had proved all but impossible after Barbara had reviewed a few clips of she and Melissa for the crew and had caught sight of the adoring expression aimed at her best friend on your face in the background.

To your shock, she had encouraged you to pursue the red head. She had, on the next breath warned you that you would not like the consequences if you hurt Melissa, but your overall take away from the conversation was that she was in support of a potential relationship.

You really hoped never to find out what those consequences may be. A successful date tonight felt like the first step in avoiding a furious Barbara Howard come Monday morning. Making quick work of your minimal make-up, you moved on to your hair. There was no time for any elaborate styling, but as you stepped back to take in your final appearance, you found yourself giving a nod of approval.

It was nothing you’d ever wear at school. Too revealing by far, and most definitely not practical for teaching small children in. But for a date, well, you hoped it might just pass muster.

You didn’t have a chance to worry or ponder further as you heard the buzzer for your apartment door. A quick glance at your phone confirms that Melissa is precisely on time. You quickly trot to answer, about to tell her you’ll be right down, when her voice comes through the tinny speaker.

“First floor, first on the right, yeah?”

“The very one,” you reply, a smile on your lips at the fact she remembers.

You move to open your door in readiness. You draw in a nervous, stuttering breath as the sound of her heels on the concrete steps gets louder the closer she gets. Your breath catches in your throat as she turns the corner. Of course she would wear the leather pants. She knows the effect they have on you.

“You’re gonna wear that in public?” Is what you get by way of a greeting.

You look down at yourself. Yes, it was different from what you wore at school but it wasn’t that bad, was it? “Is there something wrong with it?”

“Hon, there’s nothing wrong with it.”

You look up to find Melissa stalking towards you, an expression you haven’t seen before on her face; pure undisguised lust.

“Nothing wrong with it at all,” she repeats, her eyes travelling up from your heels as her gaze slowly rises to meet yours. “I’m gonna have to find a stick to beat people off with, is all.”

You feel a blush colour your cheeks as she finally comes to stand before you. The compliment is unexpected, but somehow very Melissa.

“And beat them off I will,” she smirks. “Because it looks like I got myself a date with the hottest chick in town.” She pulls one hand from behind her back, presenting you with a single red rose. In that moment, the bravado is gone. There’s a soft, hesitant look on her face as she holds the flower out to you. It’s adorably romantic and you can’t help but fall a little bit more in love with her.

“Thank you,” you say quietly as you carefully take the rose. There’s a line being crossed here and you’re sure you can both feel it. “It’s lovely. As are you.”

Now it seems it’s Melissa’s turn to blush.

You step forward, cupping her cheek with your free hand. “Are we really doing this?”

She knows what you’re asking. You’re friends, and to ask for more feels selfish and greedy, but oh how you want it. But only if she does too. “We are,” she says, her voice soft as her eyes flick towards your lips in unspoken question.

Your answer is to lean forward and press the ghost of a kiss to her lips, careful not to smudge her make-up.

“We’re definitely doing this,” she grins as her eyes flutter open. “Especially with you looking like that.”

Melissa (The Lady In Red)

“You’re gonna wear that in public?” The words are out of your mouth before you can stop them.

Melissa stops suddenly, still fastening the back on her earring. “Is there something wrong with it?” she asks as she looks down at her outfit, her voice full of false bravado. Her face tells you another story, however. To most, it wouldn’t be noticeable, but you’ve spent hours cataloguing every minute detail of her face. You could write a book on the minutia of her expressions. Her jaw clenches slightly, a flicker of worry in her eyes that won’t quite meet yours. For all she tries to be tough, you know behind that hard exterior, she’s still scared and unsure, the age gap between you often playing on her mind, even if it’s the furthest thing from yours.

It's knowledge that’s been hard gained. For the first few months of your Abbott career Melissa had tolerated you at best. You had tried not to take it personally, learning that she apparently did it to all new teachers at Abbott. No point in wasting time in getting to know you if you were just going to leave. Except you hadn’t. Semesters and holidays came and went, and you were still there. Still giving everything you could to help the kids in your class.

That had earned you some respect, but what broke the silence between you both were your actions during a fire alarm. Your kids were easy enough corral towards the exit, but as you reached the doors, you caught sight of Melissa trying to guide the huge number of students in her now double class in the right direction while still trying to calm a hysterical little girl who clung to the doorframe. Her aid was nowhere to be seen, though even if she had been she would likely have been of little use.

Telling your kids to head outside and line up nicely in front of Ava, who you guessed would have been the first to leg it from the building when the alarm went off, you turned back to go and help the redhead. At the time, neither of you knew it was a kitchen mishap that had caused the alarm to go off, so as far as you were aware, the threat was real and the only thing on your minds was getting the kids out safely.

By the time you reach her classroom door the little girl who had been by Melissa side had retreated back into the room, now hiding under her desk. “What’s more likely, them following me or her letting me help?” you ask without preamble.

She looks up at you in surprise, not having heard you approach above the din. “Uh, I…I’ll get them, you grab her.”

You nod, not questioning her for a moment as she moves to stand before her students. Able to focus her attention on the mass of noisy children in front of her she quickly gets them in line, pausing before leading them to the exit to throw a worried glance at you.

“Go, I got this,” you tell her. “I’ll be right behind you.”

She hesitates for a moment, but nods, beginning to lead her kids along the hallway while you locate the terrified little girl under Melissa’s desk. Crouching down, you off her a smile. “It’s getting kinda loud and scary in here, isn’t it?”

She nods, tears streaming down her face.

Reaching behind you, you pull Melissa’s jacket off the back of her chair, struck by an idea. “How about you hide under Ms Schemmenti’s magic jacket? You’ve seen how she’s not afraid of anything, haven’t you?”

The girl nods, her lip trembling.

“That’s because she’s got magic in her jacket. It’s like a knight’s armour. You hide under here and nothing will be able to hurt you.”

The girl darts forward and throws her arms around your neck, allowing you to drape Melissa’s leather jacket around her before lifting her in your arms and making a hasty exit towards the fire door.

You find Melissa outside, the relief on her face obvious when she sees you. She frowns, however, on seeing her jacket covering the small girl in your arms. Ducking your head, you whisper to the girl. “You think you can go to Ms Schemmenti? She’s even more magic than her jacket. She’ll make sure nothing bad happens.”

It gets you a raised eyebrow as you pass the girl into her arms, where she immediately burrows into the redhead, but you wave it off, offering a smile before heading to find your own class.

She had found you after school that day, a smirk on her face as she asked precisely what you found so magical about her.

As icebreakers went, it wasn’t the worst, even if it did make you blush terribly. You’re still not quite sure what you managed to tell her in answer to her question, but apparently it was the right answer, given that a few weeks after the incident you had gone on your first date.

You push yourself up from where you had been sitting on the sofa, coming to stand in front of her, taking her in in all her glory. “Not a thing,” you smile softly. “You look stunning.”

And she does, her make-up minimal apart from her vibrant lipstick and her hair in loose curls, just the way she knows you love. The outfit isn’t half bad either. She suits red, and when it’s a dress that highlights her curves with a neckline showcasing her assets she really suits it. The bright colour contrasts her milky skin and has a way of drawing the eye. “I only had to say something because I’m gonna have to find a stick to beat people off with, is all. You don’t happen to have a spare baseball bat taped around here somewhere, do you?”

You watch as a blush spreads across her cheeks. “Shut up!” she says with a laugh.

She makes to walk past you but you catch her hand, turning her to face you once more. “I’m serious. You look beautiful.”

She ducks her head. It’s a habit, you’ve noticed. Tell her she looks hot or sexy and she takes it with a smug smile. Call her beautiful and she goes immediately bashful on you, like she doesn’t quite believe it. It's something you’re working on.

“Now, I know that you’ve put your lipstick on already but if you don’t let me kiss you now it’s going to the only thing I think about tonight and that’s not fair on Barb when it’s her birthday.”

“The only thing, huh?” she smirks, regaining a little more of her usual composure as she sees your eyes drift from her face.

“Shut up and kiss me,” you whisper, already leaning in to capture her lips. Your cab wasn’t due for another ten minutes. Plenty of time for a make-up touch up.

#melissa schemmenti x reader #melissa schemmenti

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fandomgirlz01 · 1 year

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Hey. I’m Right Here

Chris Evans x Reader

Imagine on my fandom instagram?: No

Prompt?: No

Request?: No

Requested prompt?: No

Edited: Yes

Word count: 5,099

Ko-fi

Masterlist

Warnings here

You can listen to the story be read out loud here.

Post Date: December 22nd, 2022

Post Time: 11:03 pm

Summary: Chris is a nervous person and sometimes Scarlet or Elisabeth let him just draw on their arms to help calm him down, but neither of them will be at this interview. He gets too nervous to ask his girlfriend, even though she’ll be sitting right next to him. But how does he feel when she just gives him her arm and a smile? Does the reader take care of her boyfriend well?

PSA: I am trying a new style of writing so please bare with me here. I’d love to know which style you guys love more. My first style that I’ve been currently working on or this one with the you added in? I’ll stick with whatever style you guys like, I just thought it’d be fun for you guys and myself to switch it up a bit, to try something new for a while. Plus I feel it’s giving me a new writing outlook and definitely stretching my mind a little more. Like I feel it’s only helpful for me to experiment with it and try all kinds of new styles rather then stick with one ya know what I mean? I think I’m just making my own mind more broad to the point where I’m pushing myself to try new things.

Please refrain from stealing our work, thank you and please enjoy!!

Third Person Pov:

Chris takes a deep breath as the makeup team that’s assigned to him makes sure the last minute look is done. He realizes at that moment that neither Liz nor Scarlet would be at this interview with him. It’s been years since he’s done one without them around, and for some reason that only makes him more nervous.

“Hi baby,” you say as you come up behind him.

“Hi honey,” he replies back to his girlfriend of three, almost four, years.

“Baby, are you ok? You're shaking,” you ask, putting a hand on his bicep and he quickly nods.

“Y…y…yeah. I’m fine,” he stutters out and that’s how you immediately know something is up.

“Babe? Are you sure? You’re stuttering,” you point out with raised eyebrows and he only nods again.

“Just a little nervous, that’s all,” he finally relents in telling you.

“Awe, baby. It’s ok to be nervous. I’d be worried if you weren’t nervous. I’m sure you’ll be fine out there,” you softly promise him as you give him a side hug.

“Hey. Don’t be messing yourself up yet,” your hairdresser and stylist Erica tells you as she swats at your hands.

“Ok. Sorry, mom!” you joke with a giggle, holding your hands up in dramatic surrender and a smile when Chris laughs lightly.

“She’s right, man! You’ll be fine. Plus your girlfriend here will be right next to you most of the time,” Ryan chimes in as he comes up beside you out of nowhere, making you jump.

“Oops, I’m sorry,” he apologizes after realizing he made you jump.

“No. No. You're ok.” You give him a smile and a slight nod.

“See. Honey, you'll be fine. It’s just your anxiety making it seem worse, babe,” you tell Chris with a grin and he nods, reaching his hand out for you to grab.

“First, we’d like to introduce Mr. Ryan Gosling himself!” The announcer yells out, making Ryan give a look to you and Chris before he takes his first step up the stairs to the stage.

“Thank you! Thank you. It’s so good to be here with you all today,” You hear Ryan speak out to the crowd through his mic.

“Alrighty, you're done, miss y/n. I don’t mean to toot my own horn or anything, but you look very pretty,” Erica tells you, making you grin as you feel the heat of a blush creep up your neck.

“Thank you very much, Erica, but it’s all you,” you play off her words and she waves you off with her hand as well as a light scoff.

“Oh! You flatter me. It’s definitely not all me. You have great looks, even without the makeup,” she promises you and you shake your head with a giggle.

“Well thank you, Erica,” you sincerely add on and she smiles at you as she gives your hand a squeeze.

“Anytime. I’ll see you later for that other interview,” she tells you and you grin at her whilst nodding.

“See you then,” you agree with her before grabbing onto her hand again as she goes to walk away.

“Erica, wait. Did you put what I asked you to in the pocket of my romper?” you whisper to her and she grins, nodding.

“Yes, I did. They’re on your right hand side,” she tells you and you grin at her.

“Thank you, Erica,” you say with a nod as you squeeze her hand one last time before letting go.

“You're very welcome, miss y/n,” she replies to you with a grin just before she leaves.

“She’s right, ya know?” Chris suddenly chimes.

“Right about what?” you ask him as you turn your neck to look at him again and he grins as he saunters up to you.

“That you’re beautiful. You're the most beautiful person here, baby,” he coos with a soft smile and you look away back to the stage as you feel another blush creeping up your neck.

“Thank you, honey,” you reply and he smiles a cheeky smile as he pulls your back to his chest, holding onto you for a moment.

“Do we have to go out there?” he asks you, making you giggle before turning in his arms.

“Sorry babe, but yes. Yes, you do. In the end you’ll be fine though. I’ll be with you the whole time,” you promise as you rub his forearms lightly.

“And next we have the very beautiful and talented Y/n Braxton!!!” The announcer yells out and you take a deep breath before Chris is letting you go to walk up the steps to the stage.

You turn before stepping up onto the stage and the crowd goes wild as you walk over to your chair, waving before sitting down next to Ryan. You smile out at the crowd cheering before you and wait for them all to calm down before speaking.

“Thank you for that sweet introduction, Nathan. I’m very glad to be here with you all,” you speak into your mic as you look out over the crowd.

“Next we have the very gentle, sweet man you all know and love as Steve Rogers, a.k.a Captain America… Mr. Chris Evans himself!” The announcer says and Chris walks out.

Chris has a tight-lipped smile on his face as he waves to the fans, before walking over and sitting down next to you. You smile at him and he puts a hand on your thigh underneath the table. You smile softly at him as you grab his hand and give it a squeeze.

“Thank you all for the warm welcome! As y/n said, I’m very glad to be here with you all,” Chris speaks into his mic and you feel his finger twitch ever so slightly.

You squeeze his hand exceptionally softly and he squeezes yours back. He seems to relax immensely for the time being.

“Ok. Should we start off with questions?” Nathan the announcer asks and all three of you nod at him.

“Ok. So I think we’re just going to start off with the questions I have for you guys, then let fans and press ask some,” Nathan explains and you, Chris and Ryan all nod.

“Ok. I have about five to ten questions here. First one is for Chris. So this is your second time playing a villain, right?” Nathan asks him and Chris nods.

“Yeah. It is,” Chris replies in agreement and Nathen nods.

“Well, which do you like playing more? The hero or the villain?” Nathan inquires and chuckles when Chris takes a moment to think about it.

“Well to tell you the truth, being the hero has been a majority of my career and being the villain is very fun, but I still think I prefer the hero. I just don’t really like being too mean,” Chris admits and the whole room chuckles, but you feel him start to fidget again.

“I mean, that makes a lot of sense actually. You just seem like a very gentle person. I feel like everyone was a little confused when you played Ransom,” Nathan agrees with him and you nod along to that while rubbing his hand under the table.

“I mean I can definitely play the meaner parts, it’s just weird when you’ve been one of the good guys for so many years,” Chris explains with a shrug and Nathan chuckles lightly.

“I could see it. Y/n, any thoughts on your boyfriend’s second bad guy character?” Nathan asks you and you smile.

“Actually, I think it’s refreshing because now people get to see the extent of his talent. I will admit that I fell for him as Captain America, because I’ve always had a thing for good natured boys, especially Cap. Even from a young age, I loved Cap in the comics,” you explain as you squeeze his hand again. When he lets go, he starts to drum his fingers against your thigh.

“But I think he did really well with both Lloyd and Ransom. I personally didn’t like seeing him act all mean, but this time around was easy because I got to be the mean girlfriend,” you expound as you laugh lightly with the crowd and Nathan grins while nodding.

“That actually brings me into the next question, which is for you, y/n. Can you tell us a little bit about the origins of your character and how she changes throughout the movie?” Nathan asks, making you grin while nodding.

“I can’t tell you much before the movie starts out, but she really doesn’t change much unless you count in life changing. She starts out as Lloyd’s girlfriend, who’s like his right hand person, but by the end of it she ends up his wife and I really can’t tell you how on that part,” you try to illustrate your character's story in the vaguest terms that you can.

“Ok. Cool. I’m excited to see your character,” Nathan replies in excitement and you grin at him.

“Thank you. I’m very excited for everyone to see it as well,” you tell him and he smiles, nodding.

“Ok. Next question is for Ryan. This was your first movie with both y/n and Chris correct?” Nathan inquires and Ryan smiles, nodding along.

“How was working on set with them?” Nathan questions and Ryan grins.

“It was great. Some other actors and actresses aren’t always how they’re described, but y/n and Chris were exactly how you’d expect them to be,” Ryan explains with a grin.

“Should we take that as a compliment or an insult?” Chris jokingly asks and you giggle when Ryan’s eyes widen.

“A compliment. Always a compliment! All I meant was that people say you guys are the nicest and sweetest couple out there, and I totally agree with that deduction,” Ryan tries to clarify himself, making me and Chris laugh at him.

“Thank you, Ry. That’s actually very sweet of you to say,” you assure him that you and Chris are not upset at all, making him grin as he squeezes your shoulder softly.

“So y/n and Chris are exactly how people say they are?” Nathan queries and Ryan nods vigorously with a grin.

“They really are!” Ryan shouts in exasperation with playful widened eyes and you giggle.

“It’s almost unbelievable how nice they are sometimes,” Ryan playfully shouts and again the crowd laughs.

“Like the other day on set. It was what?” Ryan starts to explain before looking at you and Chris in question.

“It was like our second to last day filming and I woke up that day, just feeling like the absolute worst… just totally sick,” Ryan tries to describe as he gives a bunch of gestures.

“And Eva couldn’t really make it to help me start feeling better because the kids had school and everything. So who comes in to check on me first after hearing about it?” Ryan asks, pausing as he looks at Nathan for an answer, but he just shrugs.

“Chris was the first one. He came in asking me how I was feeling and all that stuff. Then his girlfriend comes knocking on the door just a few minutes after him and he lets her in,” Ryan continues to recount the story, making you and Chris chuckle.

“And she walks in with all kinds of bags. Only for me to find out that they’d gotten me all the essentials for when you're sick. Including chicken soup! Like not many other co-stars of mine come and bring me stuff when I'm sick, ya know? Cause they don’t wanna get sick either,” Ryan explains and Nathan nods along to the story with a grin.

“It was crazy to me that they even did that, but then they stayed for a while and kept me company till I got tired, leaving to let me rest. The next morning they came back to check on me. All without fear of getting sick,” Ryan finishes the story and the crowd coos at the story.

“Wow. So you guys really are how people say you are then,” Nathan comments and Ryan nods his head in confirmation.

“Really. The nicest couple I’ve met and I’ve been around for quite some time now,” Ryan jokes, making the crowd laugh.

“We just wanted to make sure he was back to 100%. We became quick friends so it was easy to want to help him when he needed it,” you comment with a light shrug like it was nothing.

“See what I mean?! They just do nice things just to do it! There’s not many out there like that anymore,” Ryan exclaims, making both you and Chris smile.

“Ok. I have another question for you, Ryan. Was there anything new you had to do on this set?” Nathan asks and Ryan playfully rolls his eyes.

“Oh! Have you been asked this question before?” Nathan jokingly queries with a chuckle when Ryan nods.

“Yeah, but I don’t mind answering again. You know the fight choreography, that was the new stuff for me. I mean I’ve had fight scenes in movies before, but like, this is a whole film with it in it,” Ryan tries to clarify and I nod along.

“The fight scenes were mostly all new for me too. I’ve only ever done a few fight scenes as Starling in the Avengers franchise. I’ve never done a full movie either, so this was a whole new experience,” you chime in.

“Right?!” Ryan says as he excitedly points at you and you nod, giggling lightly.

“And as I’ve said in another interview, it’s so very easy to, you know, to get your right and your left confused and like, that definitely makes a big difference to the person you’re performing it with,” Ryan rants and you smile, nodding in agreement.

“Oh! It’s so easy. I’m still sorry about that one hit,” you apologize to Ryan with a giggle.

“I’ve already told you, I get why it happened,” Ryan tells you with a roll of his eyes.

“What happened?” Nathan asks with wide eyes.

“Well… I was supposed to go right and punch as he hit from the left, but we both ended up going to the left and I ended up giving him a little bit of a real black eye…” you explain and giggle when Nathan’s eyes widen.

“So when I have that one black eye in the movie… it’s real. A lot of people suspected it when they saw the movie, even though we tried to cover it up,” Ryan informs with a chuckle.

“Well at least you weren’t alone in having problems with the new choreography,” Nathan jokingly points out and Ryan nods while crossing his arms.

“I’m glad to know I wasn’t the only one,” Ryan agrees with a nod and a smile at you.

“Ok. Well I have one last question for y/n. This was your first real villain you played in a movie, right?” Nathan asks you and you nod as Chris seems to get more fidgety again, letting go of your hand to drum on your thigh once more.

“Yeah, but I had a wonderful coach to teach me the ropes of going from a good character to bad,” you answer and look at Chris to make it known he's who you're talking about.

“I will admit, I agree with him that it was hard to branch out and play a bad guy after being solely a good guy for so long, but in the end I had fun and Chris was super helpful in my switching over from good to bad,” you continue to explain with a smile as Chris seems to start to blush a bit.

“The hardest part though of such a drastic change I think is that as you film, you're constantly wondering what the fans will think. Will they like it? Will I get hate for it or possibly even be told I’m a bad actress?” You list off all the questions you remember that at one point had gone through your head.

“You ask yourself a lot of those questions because you’re so focused that the fans will hate or love you as this. Ya know? Because they only see you as that one thing, so you really start to think hard on how things will go,” you finish explaining with a shrug and Nathan nods along the whole time.

“I mean, that totally makes sense. The fans are definitely a driving force for this industry so it makes sense you’d want them impressed,” Nathan agrees with you as you smile and nod.

“Oh, most definitely,” you animatedly agree with him.

“Ok. That was my last question, so I guess it’s open mic for the press and fans. I mean, if you guys are ready,” Nathan announces as he looks at you, Chris, and Ryan.

“I’m good for it,” Ryan chimes in as he looks at you and Chris.

“I’m up for it,” you agree with a smile while nodding.

“Me too,” Chris agrees, but he lets go of your hand and sits back.

“Ok. We’ll have to wait while Jake gets the mic ready and finds someone to give it to,” Nathan informs you and the guys.

You all nod and you try to keep your smile on, but all you want to do is frown at the loss of contact from your boyfriend. He crosses his arms before lifting a hand to run it over his coming beard. He scratches at his cheek before folding his arms back together as his leg now starts to bounce.

You watch from the corner of your eye as he seems to only get more and more anxious as you watch Jake get the mic. Jake looks around for someone to give it to and he picks someone. He goes over to hand it to two giddy looking girls.

Chris’s leg only starts to bounce more and the more he does it, the more you worry. Like a lightbulb going off over your head, you get an idea. You reach into your pocket and find the small little bic arm art pens that you had Erica put in your pocket.

With a small smirk, you pull them out and hand them to Chris. He unfolds one of his arms to grab the pens from you before giving you a confused look. You smile softly at him before holding your arm out and he still looks confused.

“They’re arm art pens, hon. Go ahead and draw on my arm. Scar told me it calms you. To tell you the truth, I love these pens myself, use them all the time to draw on myself or other human canvases,” you explain as you lean over to him and slowly he grins.

“I love you. You know that?” he asks you quietly and you giggle.

“You tell me just about every ten minutes, babe. So yes, I know it, but hey. I’m right here,” you joke with him before sincerely patting his leg, making him chuckle in disbelief.

He lets out a puff of air, shaking his head as he sets half of the art pens on the table before he uncaps one. He grabs your arm and leans forward to the table. He holds onto your arm as he starts to draw on it with a soft smile on his lips now.

You smile softly as he draws on your arm before turning to the crowd again. You continue to smile as the two giddy girls stand up and hold the mic.

“Omg, hi. Umm, our question is for Chris…” the girls trail off and he pauses his drawing to look up at them.

“I’m all ears,” he promises them and he keeps eye contact with them, making them giggle.

“When are you going to propose to Starling, hmm?” They ask him and he pauses again as you freeze, wondering what he’ll say.

“That’s for me to know and nobody else,” Chris replies with a coy smile as well as a wink at them, making you giggle.

“Ok. I guess that’s that. Any more questions?” Nathan asks the girls and they shake their heads no as Chris goes back to his drawing now, seemingly not anxious at all.

“Alrighty then Jake, can you find us another person with a question please?” Nathan inquires to Jake who nods, grabbing the mic from the girls.

Jake stands and looks around before finding what appears to be a couple. The woman smiles as she takes the mic from Jake.

“Hi. Huge fan of you all. Y/n, can I ask out of all your characters, which was your favorite and why?” The girl asks and I smile as she looks at the guy next to her.

“Wow! That’s an amazing question," you say and think for a minute. "Umm, I’d have to say Jenna was my favorite. She sticks with Frank for like the whole movie. She’s his shoulder to lean on and she just is super helpful. Not to mention I’m a huge sucker for the fact that her and Frank’s love story is a best friends to lovers situation,” you explain with a huge grin and she smiles.

“Is she the one you feel most connected with?” The girl questions and you nod.

“I mean, I feel connected with her because her love story plays out mostly like mine, but no. I actually feel closer to Starling…” you clarify for her and she grins.

“I adore Starling. I wish we could have seen more of her story. Will we?” The girl continues to ask and you shrug.

“I’m really not at liberty to tell if we’ll see her again at all. All I can say is I really hope we do,” you inform before looking down to watch as Chris draws very intricate designs on your arm in many different colors.

“If we ever do, where would you like to see her?” The girl inquires and you look back up at her with a smile.

“Well, when we left off with her she was in search of Steve after he went back to Peggy. I guess I really hope she finds him and appeals to him. I mean the girl is absolutely head over heels for him, how could he not love her back?” you joke, making Chris look up at you.

“Chris, do you see Cap loving Starling back?” The girl now queries and he doesn’t hesitate to nod.

“Oh, most definitely. I think he’s just, ya know, stuck in the past. Can’t really differentiate from loving Peggy or Starling. The girls are two completely different people with different personalities, so I think he has issues figuring out that he’s perfect for Starling,” Chris explains and you look at him.

“You only say that cause I’m Starling,” you joke and he shrugs.

“I mean that’s definitely a factor here, but we’re dealing with a very complex love triangle here, dear. It also happens in the multiverse, so anything could happen,” Chris informs you and you giggle, shaking your head at him.

“Ok. Is that all the questions you have?” Nathan asks her and she grins, nodding.

“Ok. Thank you. Jake,” Nathan says as he nods to Jake.

Jake gives a nod of confirmation before grabbing the mic from her. He stands straight and looks around for a moment before perking up. He walks over and points to a teenage girl.

He walks over to her and hands her the mic. A little boy that’s definitely younger than her stands next to her, holding onto her leg. He peeks around and you wave at him, making him quickly hide again.

“My little brother’s a little shy. He wants to know if Starling would marry him,” she asks as he peeks around her leg once again and you smile at him.

“Unfortunately buddy, miss Starling is already taken by this guy right here,” you tell him as you jab a thumb over at Chris.

“Yeah. Sorry little man. She’s all mine,” Chris agrees with you as he pauses his drawing again and you see the little boy smile softly as he pulls on his sister's sleeve.

She bends down to him and he whispers something in her ear. She laughs before standing up and looking back up at Chris. She brings the mic up as the little boy hides behind her leg again before peeking out at you.

“He says he wants to duel with you, Mr. America. Best man gets the woman,” the girl informs and Chris pretends to think about it.

“Ok. When do you wanna have this duel, little man?” Chris asks him and his face falls to one of shock before pulling on his sister's pant leg again.

She chuckles lightly as she bends down to him. Again he whispers into her ear and she snickers.

“He said you already win. He’d never beat Captain America because he wouldn’t wanna hurt his favorite hero. I mean, besides Starling of course,” she informs Chris with a light smirk.

“Awe, thanks buddy. I’ll tell you what, I’ll let you give her a kiss on the cheek. Will that be good enough?” Chris inquires with a raised eyebrow and you can’t help but grin at the cute interaction.

The girl leans into her brother and he whispers into her ear again. She smiles and looks back up at him.

“He says that would work,” the sister tells Chris with a smile.

“Great, come on up here, buddy,” Chris says, waving a hand at him before he caps the pen he was using and gets up from his seat.

He walks over to the side of the small stage as the girl hands Jake the mic and walks over with her brother on her hip. Chris reaches down and she hands him up to him. Chris quickly grabs him and puts him on his hip before walking back around the small table to get to you.

Chris sets him down on the chair and you lean over as the cute little boy leans down to your cheek. He gives it a sweet, gentle little kiss and the crowd all coos as he stands back up. You smile and look up at him from your chair.

“Thank you for the kiss. It was very nice,” you tell him and smile when he grins.

“You're welcome,” he replies, making you smile even more.

He turns around and lifts his arms up for Chris. Chris picks him up and pats him on the back before handing him back to his big sister.

“Thank you for that. You really made his day, maybe even the rest of his year,” she informs Chris and he grins before waving at the little boy.

“Bye, buddy,” Chris says with a small smile as the little boy breaks out into another grin.

“Bye, Mr. America!” The little boy shouts with a huge smile as his sister starts walking back to their seats.

Chris comes back and sits next to you. He grabs one of the pens as he sits down and starts to draw on your arm again. You all get asked more questions for another hour and by now your arm is mostly filled with intricate designs all around it.

“Alright. I believe that concludes our panel. Do you guys have anything you want to finish with?” Nathan asks as he looks at you and the guys.

“I don’t. How about you guys?” Ryan questions as he leans forward a bit to look at you and Chris.

You look at Chris and he shrugs. You turn back and smile at Nathan.

“I don’t believe we have anything,” you inform him and he nods, smiling.

“Ok. Well that concludes today’s panel. We hope you all had a great time and got to ask all your questions. We also hope the cast had a good time up here with you all,” Nathan informs the crowd and you smile.

“I know I had a wonderful time,” you speak up when Nathan prompts for one of you to.

“I had a great time as well,” Ryan agrees with a nod and smile.

“Yeah. Had a awesome time. Glad we could all be here,” Chris chimes in with his agreement and you giggle lightly, making Chris give you a look of confusion.

“I’ll tell you later,” you whisper to him as you lean over slightly so he can hear you.

“If you didn’t get a chance to ask, you can also ask at the small meet and greet that’s after this. The stars will be out in the lobby to interact with you after taking a short break,” Nathan tells the crowd as you, Ryan and Chris all start to stand.

Once fully standing, Chris gets led to the side first and you follow as you wave to the crowd. Ryan follows after you and Chris turns to you after going down the stairs himself. He holds a hand out and up towards you, making you giggle.

“Milady. Can I help you down the stairs?” Chris asks in a funny posh accent, making you giggle and grin.

“Why of course you can, kind sir,” you joke back as you place your hand in his.

He chuckles, shaking his head before helping you down and keeping a hold of your hand. Together you walk over to the small couch and sit down. Ryan comes over and sits across from you guys.

“You guys rest up, you have about five to ten minutes before going into the hall,” Nathan tells you guys with a smile before he opens his water.

“Gladly,” Chris agrees as he pulls you into his side and you nuzzle into him.

“It’s been one crazy morning, huh?” Ryan questions as he leans back into the chair.

“That it has been,” you agree with a soft smile.

It’s only a little while later that you all have to get up and head into the hallway. You then spend a few hours with fans in the hall answering more questions and smiling for photos. Chris seems in his element and it makes you smile that he’s not as anxious as he was.

“Hey. I’m always right here,” you mouth when you catch Chris looking at you and he smiles.

“I love you,” he mouths back with a smile before you both turn back to the fans.

The End…

As of right now there is no tag list for Chris, but if any of you would like us to make one we totally can. For now we have decided just to see if any of you like this one.

#chris evans #chris evans imagine #chris evans imagines #chris evans x reader #chris evans x you #chris evans one shot #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans fanfic #chris evans fluff #chris evans fic #hey Im right here #fandomgirlz01

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luluxa · 6 months

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Hi! I absolutely ADORE your art!!

I was just wondering - what's your process like? (And what supplies you use/reccomend & do you have any tips for beginners? 😅)

Sorry if this is too many questions, just excited about discovering your tumblr!

Thank you very much! 🥰

My supplies are Photoshop and a Wacom Intuos tablet lol, since I draw almost exclusively digitally.

I don't like recommending anything specific, everyone should try stuff and find what feels best/is most suitable for their style, goals etc. As for the beginners then the universal tip is to practice A LOT which is true for any skill (every waking hour isn't realistic but yeah).

Otherwise, I have no artistic education, so I understand fuck all about drawing, I just flail around and hope for the best, so I'm not the person to ask for the tips lmao. There are tutorials out there. I sometimes google them. Or not. I don't know what I'm doing, it's just vibes.

I can offer you some of the drawing processes I've managed to save, they're mostly useless but demonstrate what I normally do with any given art.

And also a sped-up screen recording of the first 20 minutes I've spent on an art. Usually I do a sketch first, but for the sake of getting out a comfort zone, decided to just get on with it

end result

#art process #sorry this incredibly unhelpful #i do a deer in the headlights impersonation every time someone asks me about art tips

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one0p1nk · 1 month

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What do you love the most about your current friends group?

//No order, I'm mentioning people from mundo server and some other servers btw

Beth -> I love my wife's gentle, softspoken nature. I hope Bethy can feel confident enough to tell me about almost anything because talking with her in the chat is always a blessing to me and i really want her to know that. It was never awkward when I'm with her even when she doesn't speak or not. I love her fav ships they're always so sweet/ih/not sure if it should be pun intended JDBDBDB🥰

Klai -> My henchwoman is incredible, idk but I feel like she has a lot of patience too when interacting with me--- always so understanding with everyone and would try her best to make everyone feel better despite of her own struggles. She's very generous, yes, and how she likes keeping up silly ramblings with me about worlds is what I mostly adore about her. Even solsticea has a special spot in my heart 🥺

Joe -> I love joey/p. They feed me art, they're my supportive dogboy/ih, and I'm glad they existed or else communion and doomed yaoi wouldn't have been in my dictionary DJHDDHDB in other words, I love their humor and friendliness makes me wanna keep them like a pocket friend/ih

Yami -> I love her vibes, I love her art, I love her art streams, I love when I talk to her, and I love her bc she's my angelfish/p🥰 She helps me walk away from dangers that try to reach me sometimes, is fun when she brings me to McDonalds while at it sniffles;;; thanks to her I'm very absorbed to ToD sometimes and still do that, how long was it since HDDBFBFB

Tae -> some of Shrimpy's humor stuck into me/ih and I love hearing her talk. Her voice is very calming to me that it makes me feel quite safe, it really sounds very friendly....;;; Her voice is also iconic i would wish to watch it in a lot of kinds of anime genres no matter if is piece of life or horror, it's incredible the way she narrates or voice acts dialogues in games on stream dhfbfbffb

Sleepy -> I like her art pieces. I want to draw as fast as her but I'd rather polish quality over time in my case since art styles really vary JDBFFBB- I like the moments when she’s glad to try and help people, and try to stay cheerful sometimes despite of the pressure she has to experience at times. I hope in the future these can flourish well and that she gets to achieve her goals somehow no matter how bumpy the road can be for her.

Lupi -> Lupita is supportive and wouldn't hurt me in any form;; despite that I don't see her as often as the others, I feel safe around her like I've never seeing her judge me before or is probably because I don't remember sobs;;; but yeah, she brings good vibes when we're hanging out heheheheh

Al -> I love Al/p for listening to me about Hana's reversed harem stuff and trying to learn dyanthus lore from me back at the lore wide discord server/ih. I love the times we gush over fnaf together too <3/ih and also freaking like how for some reason I imagine you as a squishy entity idk why/lh

Emma -> I love Emma and Tatya and Bartholomew and Georgie and everytime we interact really I love you/p, she has such great charisma and attitude it boosts my confidence and self-esteem a bit sometimes djnnddn saranghae pookie 🫶🌸

Fifi -> Fifita, my precious rat friend and portable incinerator room/hj, I thank her for letting me love and ship her blorbos and draw them JDDBBD her art makes me smile a lot even when she draws her scrunkles, Dreams of delirium is chef's kiss;;;

Anwyll -> Anwy is a new friend I just met, and I'm already holding hands gently with him/p. I love how we have this mutual agreement about pretty blonde boys BDDBFBFBFB--- I love their blorbos too, especially Nevi(hes so pretty i like making Lau rizz him a bit/ih) and Edvin (I love farmers, I think they're so neat as heck)

Mango -> He has a nice sense of humor, I'll take that---/ih I love his art, the way he drew my goofy son once, and how he named almost everyone in dinosaur parody(I'm still sobbing from that JDBDBDB;;) and he's nice to talk with when he's not sus and... confusing, I don't understand what he says sometimes but its best to not know 🤔😊/lh

Kory -> I nearly lost my friend, Korita. It could have been one of my greatest regrets 😔 but anyway, I love her blorbos, but what I mostly love is her been spoody as usual and just taking every problem like a tough one(she's trying her best okay/lh). A nice spooder. 🥺/pos

Mandika -> I get excited when talking to Mandita, it's either neat or concerning/pos. But nonetheless I like receiving these rare art requests from her, it's my excuse to laugh and cry internally at the same time as I enjoy seeing her giggles and go silly JDDBBFFB

Clown -> I love payasito's craziness, that's a very Clown thing to do- even if I can be skeptical when she’s acting 'normal' around their spouse Law sometimes/ih/j

Orange -> magical girl Naranja save me magical girl Naranja;;; SHES TECHNICALLY AN ORANGE!!! A POG, GOOD VIBES ORANGE;; sobs sobs 😭✨️ I love her ideas and her art feels like a cool fresco snacks, and her blorbos are so well designed and written I can distinguished them well JDBFNFN

Nakki -> My brother Nakki is not often around lately, but I appreciate the times he has the patience to teach me and help me with Minecraft/lh. I love his pink lemonade recipe even tho I feel like the way he makes it will be the one overuling my amateur lemonade skills anyway JDBFNFB

Skye -> turns out Skye is held dead and half alive??? But well I love them anyway, still o' glorious in my heart/p. They're the perfect definition of a laid back, modest pookie/ih

Sam -> I love Samito's writings and drawings they make me giggle and kick my feet hehehehehe.... and I recently discovered his Gepard rp interpretation--- I have mixed feelings but at least leaning positive because I love a good humor Geoard once in a while JFBFBGN they really inspired me to ship Orpehmi more often and ngl, it feels nice to covert into it/ih

I feel like I have more friends I haven't mentioned, but just so you know to all of them. I'm glad I've met you guys, you've helped me learn new things and understand from the lessons I have to take myself better with your support, understanding, and patience despite my occasional autistic awkwardness.🥰/lh

#pins speaking

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mdgart · 2 months

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Hello there,

I’m so happy to see you back here and so many others😊

#richonne fandom awakening!

I saw a bunch of people on the premieres making Andrew and Danaï sign some fanart and you know we love LOVE yours. Did you get a reaction of one of them(or both) to your art? I would love to hear what they said to you. If you don’t mind. Also I hope they got to see your richonne family portrait (and maybe got inspired by it… )

maybe people who got your fanart signed can manifest themselves here (guestbook style #mdgartsigned).

Thank you for all your gifts to the fandom. Your art has been like Rick iPhone’s drawing of his family during this long wait. We believed a little longer and they are almost there 🥹

Much love 💕

@ririchonne

hi @ririchonne, you're so sweet, thank you. I'm sorry I couldn't provide you guys with more than i did to hold you over.

It may have gotten quiet but we were all patiently waiting.

As for AL + DG signing my art, I know they both have over the years. I'm always humbled when ppl bring it to them, i'm genuinely excited for folks to have their stuff signed and i love when they enthusiastically share their stories. It's one of the things I miss the most about tabling at cons.

I saw on twitter a couple of Richonners had some stuff signed the past couple of weeks. Links for refence: Mrs G, MrsG again, Dianne and Dianne again and not gonna lie, i'm a little jealous cause they both brought some things with them that I'd love to get signed myself! lol

but yeah who knows, if anyone has any signed art they wanna share, maybe they can add to this post.

Thanks for your kind message, looking forward to sharing space with everyone again and may we be blessed with an influx of creativity inspired by what i hope will be a really good series. If the first episode is any indication, I think we'll really enjoy it but lbh....I'd watch them do their taxes and take out the trash and would love it lmao <3

#housekeeping #ririchonne

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astralisbelle · 1 year

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Dead Man's Hand 9 - I'm Feeling Good

Dead Man's Hand Masterlist tags: engineer!reader, gambler!reader, loose canon timeline, eventual smut, fluff, action, casino aesthetics, touch starved reader, touch starved din, reader and din get on each other’s nerves, also they’re idiots, defrosting ice king din, cinderella vibes, everybody loves grogu

chapter summary: Amidst staying up too late and an incident with shoes, they realize that lonely people can come from anywhere.

notes: Getting to the GOOD STUFF real soon after this one. Shit's gonna hit the fan... I promise hah. In the mean time, take some fluff <3

Din can’t take his eyes off of her. During the drawing and betting phases, she enters a zone of absolute focus that reminds him of himself when he uses his rifle.

He wonders how keeping track of it all looks in her mind, how she visualizes the deck, what does she do when cards are revealed. When the time for the reveal comes and her bluffs and secrets are exposed, she puts on the most disarming smile, brimming with confidence. The chips stack, the pot shifts, and the girl from Tatooine teaches everyone watching an important lesson: do not underestimate her.

After she wiped out the handsome man, the Mon Calamari manages to fake-out the Togruta. Five players remain. When the dealer calls to adjourn for the evening, she picks up her skirts and flutters towards him, giddiness in her steps as her heels click into the floor. Grogu, this late at night, has fallen asleep in his pram in spite of all of the noise. “Did you see all that?” she asks, using her thumb to point to the table. “Did you see that?”

“I did. You’re doing great.” Din pushes himself off the wall. “Let’s go.”

“B-Back to the room? Already?”

“It’ll be dawn in a few hours.”

“Oh, yeah, I guess.” She tilts her head, seeing that Grogu passed out already, poor thing. “I should be tired, but I have so much energy! Maybe you two should head back.”

“And you?”

She bites her lip to contain her excitement. “The parties are still going. I’ve never been to one! I heard there’s booze and dancing and overall a crazy time.” She shimmies her shoulders. “You don’t mind, do you? I swear, I’ll be back before the sun’s up.”

Truth be told, he does mind. Though unorthodox, this is a job like any other and he worries that distractions could affect her play style. He’s about to point all this out, but the look in her eyes steals his words away. There is a glow around her, like a star before it bursts. One look at her, and no one would guess that she was from a backwater planet, fighting for scraps and counting cards in the corners of cantinas. Din has to remind himself that she is doing him a huge favor and that she is capable of making her own decisions. Though, of course, a part of him still worries. He doesn’t trust anyone in this place.

“...Fine.” She jumps in place, clapping her hands together. “But if you aren’t back by then, I’m going to look for you.”

“I’d have no doubt that you’d find me.” She turns half-way. “Oh, thank you, Din.” Right, he forgot that he told her his name. Having anyone know it is something he needs to adjust to. He simply nods, his visor covering the bashful look in his eyes.

“H-Have fun.”

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Din stays up, doing maintenance on his weapons in the meantime. He inspects them, washes away any specks, adjusts any components, keeping them neat on the living room table. Occasionally, he stands and peeks into the pram to make sure Grogu sleeps soundly. This is nice, at least, having the quiet moments between himself and his little troublemaker. It wasn’t until Grogu came into his life that Din realized how lonely the path of a bounty hunter can be, especially one that walks the Way of the Mandalore. He’s almost embarrassed to admit that he cannot imagine life without him now. A part of him hopes that he’s enough for Grogu.

Din remembers the scene of the morning, Grogu clinging to her finger, his body close to her chest. His heart tugs at the realization that Grogu will probably miss her when all of this is done. Oh well. They would visit her whenever the Razor Crest needed repairs (which is often, nowadays.)

Two hours pass. She has thirty minutes before Din is ready to put his helmet back on and go search for her. Just before that happens, he hears giggling outside of the door. He slides the helmet back onto his head and stands up just as the door slides open. A guard has her arm wrapped around his shoulder and she… well, she looks fine, other than her cheeks flushing red and a dazed smile on her lips. “Sir.”

“Mando! You missed ooout!”

“Oh, kriff.” He relieves the guard of her, letting her balance her entire weight on him. “Sorry, I’ve got her.”

“Not a problem, sir. Have a nice evening.”

Once the door closes, she laughs again and looks up. “I’m sorry, they had this drink that looked like all the stars were in your glass and it was so good. It was so good, Din.” At least she isn’t slurring her words. She is, however, very giggly. “Oh, it was so much fun!”

“Yeah.” He looks back at the pram, not wanting to wake Grogu. Better do this quick. Din leads her across the living room then closes the bedroom door behind them. He sets her down on the bed, listening to her snicker. “Good night.”

“Wait, wait.” She sits up. “Can you, can you get my shoes. I can’t…” She makes a pathetic stretch towards her feet. “I can’t reach… pffft.” Then she chortles into another giggle fit. Din groans, feeling his favorite word (“no”) ready on his tongue, but she uses those damn eyes again, coy and tempting. He resists her request for a few moments longer before he caves and kneels before her, taking her shoe in hand. At first, his attempts to undo the buckle are thwarted thanks to the thick leather of his gloves so after a while, he just swears under his breath and removes them.

His bare fingers hold her ankle while he undoes the buckle this time, pulling the straps through the loops. The touch makes her chest flutter – is this what they mean when they say princesses and queens are waited on hand and foot? When he takes off her shoe, he does so without yanking it of her ankle, taking his time. She tilts her head, watching without missing a single beat as he lifts her other foot to untie the buckle. “It was beautiful,” she breathes out. “So many lights. The music is so loud that you can’t hear anything else. And I thought dancing would be prettier, but it was just a lot of arm flailing and jumping.”

“Sounds awful.”

He slips the other shoe off, again, careful not to yank on her ankle. “You’re so sweet.” The words spill out of her mouth.

“Wh-what?”

Din’s flustered voice makes her laugh again. “What? You are. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. I know you’ve got a reputation.” She winks.

He grumbles. “Is that all?” With urgency, he stands up, pulling his gloves back on.

Her eyes trail up, taking in the entire full body of the Mandalorian. She knows the warmth of all of the liquor makes her body feel light and her mind blank. She stares into the darkness of the visor. I wonder… such a pretty name. Is your face just as pretty underneath that helmet?

He says her name to snap her out of her thoughts.

“Oh. It’s…” She has to say something to keep him here. “Din, even if I lose, I’m never gonna forget this. All of this. It’s so amazing.” She lies down on her back, staring at the ceiling. “But I’m not gonna lose.”

“You’re sure?”

“I just remembered what you told me, about it not being different underneath it all. And you were right.” She rolls onto her side.

Din knows he can end this conversation as fast as he wanted to, but he hears the wistfulness in her voice, the sincerity despite the inebriation. And, a part of him doesn’t mind talking to her. Daresay, it rather likes it. He sits on the edge of the bed, looking over his shoulder. “You’re gonna have a hell of a story to tell Peli.”

“Oh. Yeah.” She gets up so they sit side by side, her legs resting on the bed. “You know, depending how big the final payout is, she could retire with that money. Stars, so could I. I could… not go back.”

“...Is that something you want?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never thought of it before.” They turn their gazes towards the wide window, watching the dark sky turn lighter, blues mixing with oranges. The lights in the buildings turn off as the sun peeks from the horizon, making the waters shimmer like thousands of jewels. It’s a sight Din has seen a handful of times, but it’s never felt this peaceful. She watches it with a faraway look, as if memorizing it. “You know, I… I’ve been alone. Since I was, I dunno, eight? Nine?” Her voice quiets.

Din faces the window. “You lost your parents?”

“Mhm. Something about a debt they couldn’t pay. I don’t remember and it doesn’t matter anymore… and you?”

His throat hardens, as it usually does when someone tries to bring up the past. “...Clone wars,” is all he answers. “I was a Foundling.”

“I see. I’m sorry.” She pulls the jewelry off her hands, her rings then her bracelets. “I know how hard that is…” She tosses it all on the night table. “As for me, since then, I just focused on one thing: surviving. I would do whatever it took. I’d go through the dumpsters. I’d beg. Sometimes, I’d get in trouble just so they’d throw me in jail. At least it meant a bed and slop which was better than most days. I�� I didn’t have dreams or aspirations.” Her hand inches – just inches – towards his. “I didn’t have anything. And now, I…” She sniffles and her bottom lip trembles. As she wipes her eye, she forces a laugh through the tears. Keep it together. Come on. You’re a big girl, now’s not the time. “I’m sorry.” Another nervous laugh. “I don’t know why I’m like this.”

Din knows. He knows. “It’s okay,” he says. “I understand. I… I was lucky that I was saved. I had a family. It… it must have been hard for you. I’m sorry. You didn’t deserve that.”

I’m sorry. No one had ever said those words to her like that. I’m sorry you lost your parents. I’m sorry you had such a hard life. I’m sorry you went through all of that. Her throat chokes up and her vision blurs. The tears roll down her cheeks. You didn’t deserve that. You didn’t deserve any of it.

She wants to hug him. She wants to hide her ugly, crying face in his chest. She wants to feel those hands that were so gentle with her moments ago around herself. But she has to be realistic. She’s pulled herself together in the past, all by herself, and now couldn’t be any different. Her fingers wipe away the tears and she inhales deeply. “Shit, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. It’s fine. And, look. You don’t have to stay in Tatooine. I have a ship, I’ll take you anywhere you want to go after this is over.”

“And… where would I go?”

“Like I said: anywhere.”

She wants to tease him and say that that answer isn’t helpful, but she gets his meaning. Truth be told, she hasn’t the faintest clue of where that would be. It’s not as if anyone wants her. “...Okay.” She smiles and she hopes, but isn’t sure, that he smiles back – she wonders if he has a nice smile. When he moves, she stops him. “Din.”

“Yes?”

“...I’m going to win.”

He stands up slowly. “I know. Get some sleep.”

“Okay.” She watches him go to the door. “Good night – er, morning. Sweet dreams.”

“...You too.”

When he leaves, she reaches behind herself to pull the ties off her dress, letting it fall to the floor. She uses a nearby towel to wipe her face before she snuggles under the covers. Wait, something seems missing… Grogu. Wait, but didn’t Din say it’d be better for him to be in the room? That was the whole reason he made her sleep in the bed–

Oh. She chuckles to herself, hugging a pillow between her arms. That softie.

Outside her door, Din needs a moment. His back leans against the door as his head rests. Inside, his chest feels uneasy, abuzz with warmth. His heart races, pounding in his ear. When did he feel like this before?

He remembers: it was right after he rescued Grogu after giving him up and they were flying away on the Razor Crest. It’s that feeling of knowing he did something right with a mix of anxiety of what consequences he would reap for this.

But that’s just the thing: what consequences could possibly come out of this?

Maybe he’s thinking about it too much… or he just really needs the sleep.

#the mandalorian #the mandalorian x reader #the mandalorian x you #din djarin #din djarin x reader #the mandalorian fanfic #work: dead man's hand #crying screaming sobbing throwing up about these two #its nice they have this moment #theyre #theyre gonna need it

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sas-afras · 2 months

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ramblin about shit

as bittersweet as it is to say i don’t think id ever want to return to making sas/smn, or at least not the way i was doing it back in 2017.

i was, as you all know, an extremely extremely lonely kid with a shit home life. posting my art on tumblr was my Only outlet, and i threw myself into it as hard as you’d expect. i stuck with sas way longer than id ever done with other art projects because of that, especially without any breaks and that was utterly miserable. it contributed to multiple severe burnouts!!

when i’m Not dangerously starved of positive attention i prefer to draw whatever stuff takes my interest and flip between different projects as the urge hits. along with that i love to experiment with my art, learning new techniques and styles and workflows… drawing the same thing in the same way over and over again with no break gives me hives now, and i actually have adhd medication!! like dont get me wrong, working on sas was amazing and there is very little about that experience i would change, but my god i did not know how badly it burnt me out at the time. shit was miserable— and my dumb little alexithymic ass didn’t even understand why 😭

but i felt like i Had to keep at it, because the attention i was getting out of posting it online was, as i said, my only outlet. people liked sas, and posting other stuff didn’t get me the attention i needed, so… that was it. my relationship with Gaining Fandom Popularity was nottttt healthy lmao but what can you do

i’m happy to say now that i’m in a way better place, both mentally and Literally, and have the freedom to just kinda fuck around and do whatever for my personal art. not having a (self imposed!!!) timer for when i have to Get The Content Out has improved my relationship with making art AND my understanding of what i need as a creative

but that exact lack of structure that i Need to not go completely insane (fucking around style wise, taking six month breaks from projects to goof off on other shit, etc) is kind of antithetical to The Webcomic Environment. its almost antithetical to the Me Finishing A Single Gotdam Thing environment but i prommy i make it work lmao

but yeah. all that 2 say. even though i am currently having a Penn Moment and regaining my love for fo4, i shrimply do not think sas is gonna come back the way it once was. if anything id draw all of it in private and post everything at once after it’s done, but i dont really feel the urge at the moment. im just havin fun, bein goofy, etc.

anyways if you’re an OG from the me-actually-posting-comic-pages days, i love you. thanks for sticking around even after that dried up lol. kiss

#not art #if anyone responds to this saying i just don’t have discipline… maybe you’re right!#but i think enjoying yourself as a creative is (sometimes) a little more important than having discipline #i’m only just learning how to enjoy myself. everything else can wait until later

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wanderlustqueen-writes · 1 year

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DRAW (AND DRABBLE) THIS IN YOUR STYLE!!! Original post here.

I hope I’m not too late for the party!

Congratulations @giuliadrawsstuff on reaching those milestones, and thank you for gifting our fandom with your presence and your beautiful works 💜 _________________________________________

SFW/Teen And Up Audiences

Wordcount: 1k

The setting autumn sun cast its light over the heavy clouds, tinting the twisted branches and leafy ground in different shades of pink and orange. Robins and sparrows sang lazily into the day-end, as an early owl started its hooting, creating a transitional orchestra that tingled their ears as the cold breeze kissed their bare arms, carrying the earthy omen of rain. Levi stopped in his tracks, head up and eyes closed, and drew in a deep breath.

“We’re lost, aren’t we?” he exhaled, defeated.

“Uh? Of course not! I know exactly where we’re going.” Hange replied, still moving forward.

“You don’t” he defied, feet planted on the same spot. “We’re walking in circles.”

Hange stopped this time, looking back, one eyebrow shooting up in challenge.

“It’s the third time we’ve walked past that rock that looks like Mr. Shadis’ goatee.” He pointed at the mineral cone that reminded him of their college professor. When Levi signed up for the Introduction to Philosophy class, he had no expectations other than getting some much-needed elective credit. It wasn’t in his plans to make new acquaintances, let alone any friends, yet, here he was, hiking with the cuckoo geology major he had gotten to know over several Thursday nights at the university.

“Shit!” Hange cursed, eyebrows frowning as they examined the rock, the serious expression suddenly giving way to a wonderful titter “It does look like his goatee!”

Levi sighed, though, in all honesty, the thing he liked most about Hange was their easy laugh. Paired with their insatiable curiosity and kind heart. Their gorgeous brown eyes, which made any of those precious gems of theirs fade in comparison, weren’t bad either…

Levi cleared his throat. “We should just go back, It’ll be dark soon. You can get your soil samples or whatever another day.”

“Yeah, cool.” Hange replied, absent-mindedly, eyes gazing at a small clearing a few meters away from the goatee rock “But can we eat first?”

“I wouldn’t do that. Looks like it’s gonna rain”, he explained, pointing at the sky, but Hange was already moving to the chosen spot, setting the backpack they usually took to classes on the ground. He followed them, without energy or interest in arguing, after all, it was an opportunity to spend more time with his alluring colleague.

He started working the zipper to get his water bottle and the two granola bars he’d prepared for the short exploration, but stopped as he watched his companion setting their meal. First, Hange stretched a large, flowery tablecloth over the dry grass. Weird. Ok. Then, they started to take an endless parade of tupperwares from inside the bag.

“How the hell did you fit it all in this thing??” Levi asked, flabbergasted after the ninth container emerged from beneath the fabric.

Hange winked “It’s bigger on the inside.

”He couldn’t contain the amused puff that followed their reply. Levi had started watching Doctor Who after he learned the geologist was a fan of the show. It was a good move, as it allowed them to talk about something other than their college disciplines, which kicked off their friendship. Still, almost three months later and Hange had yet to make their move. Maybe the interest was one-sided, after all.

They sat side by side, so close that Levi could pick up on a citric aroma emanating from their shiny, yet messy hair. He was used to the oily smell of their brown locks, but the sudden change was pleasant. It was weird though, for Hange to wash their hair right before a hike.

Their purple sleeveless sweatshirt rubbed against his arms as Hange opened the containers, arranging the food over the ornated fabric in an aesthetically pleasing pattern. Generous bunches of purple and green seedless grapes. Tiny triangular sandwiches, filled with white cheese and leafy vegetables. Chocolate-covered cream cookies. Cakes. Toasts. Pastries Levi whose names didn’t even know. Steam emerged from the Thermos the second Hange removed the lid, the smell of orange and mint slowly being transported to his nostrils. Levi had been meaning to try that blend. He even mentioned it-

Suddenly, it dawned on him.

“Is this-” he started slow, hesitating as the terrifying thought he might be jumping to conclusions set off loud warning sirens in his head.

“What?” Hange asked casually, still focused on organizing their very romantic-looking meal.

They looked up slowly when Levi didn’t respond. The gorgeous brown gems scanned Levi so intently that it made a shiver run down his spine. He gulped.

Hange sat on their knees, shifting their body to face Levi. He’d never seen them so serious before.

“What?” they repeated.

“Is this a date?” Levi blurted out, inhaling sharply right after.

Calloused hands slid up his cheeks, as Hange brought their faces closer. Levi could feel his skin growing warmer under their fingers, and it wasn’t because of the shared body heat. “If I told you it wasn’t, would you be relieved?” they asked, eyes gazing sweetly into his, a semblance of vulnerability in them.

Levi let his palms fall to Hange’s forearms, caressing the soft skin and making the hairs in there shoot up “I would be disappointed.”

The radiant smile that they offered in response made Levi’s stomach flutter and his heart pound fast against his ribcage. He was hooked, and he didn’t mind it at all.

Levi’s hands moved from Hange’s arms to their waist, pulling them in for the kiss he’d been yearning for so long. He reveled in the feeling of their soft lips against his own, the wet warmness of their tongue asking for access, and the muffled moan they let out once it was granted. Hange’s hand moved to the back of his neck, seeking leverage to deepen the kiss, the other holding Levi in a tight embrace. He could stay in their arms forever.

Soon he felt a cold spot on his arm. Then on his face. On his neck.

“It’s raining!” Hange pointed out, moving to disentangle from Levi.

He held them closer, whispering against their lips “It’s alright. We’re not made of sugar.”

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Special thanks to the lovely Val (@youre-ackermine ) for helping me come up with the idea for this drabble, and to the amazing Terra (@dont-f-with-moogles ) who sent me an ask for the drunk drabbles challenge with the prompt “Is this a date” which was perfect for this story!

#levihan #levihan fanfic #levihan drabble #fluff #levi ackerman #hange zoe #modern AU #aot #snk #youre-ackermine #dont-f-with-moogles #lovely moots 💕#squad denial #giuliadrawsstuff #congratulations Giulia!

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