#also because it clashed with the rest of the drawing.

[tongues--and--teeth]

Toxic doomed old man soulmate yaoi. Is that anything?

Progress flipped vanilla

[prokopetz]

I apologise if you've already answered this, but I tried searching your blog and I'm unsure if you haven't or if it's another example of Tumblr's amazing search system.

I was talking with a friend recently about how much of a culture clash the Monk Class is compared to the rest of Dungeons & Dragons and was wondering if there is a coherent reason for their original inclusion. I'm aware that they're largely influenced by Shaolin monks as depicted in Hong Kong cinema in the 70's/80's as compared to the Sword and Sorcery stuff most of the rest of D&D takes influence from.

Basically, my question ultimately boils down to, "Is the Monk Class there purely because of an original player wanting to rule of cool their way into playing something wildly out of genre, or is there a stronger link between Sword and Sorcery and Hong Kong cinema that could have organically resulted in the Monk Class joining the rest of the classes?"

A lot of the link between the two was simply a matter of time and place. The kung fu craze hit North America at just about exactly the same time as the sword and sorcery revival that gave us films like Clash of the Titans and Beastmaster and The Sword and the Sorcerer and Dragonslayer and Krull – not to mention the Arnold Schwarzenegger Conan adaptation, which revived popular interest in first-wave sword and sorcery literature – so there was a lot of it going around. Analysis of early Dungeons & Dragons as a product of its media influences often overlooks that it was largely drawing on what was trendy in American popular media in the 1960s, 1970s and 1980s. Even the tonally incongruous Lord of the Rings references weren't a deep cut; while the books were originally published in the 1950s, they'd experienced a strong resurgence in the 1970s, putting them firmly in the popular consciousness at the time that D&D was being developed. All this being the case, it's not surprising that early D&D was also substantially influenced by Hong Kong action cinema.

That said, the reason the monk character class in particular (i.e., as opposed to kung fu media influences more generally) is there is allegedly because one specific guy in one of the game's early playtest groups really, really wanted to play as Remo Williams from Warren Murphy and Richard Sapir's The Destroyer; several of the class's signature abilities are direct references to powers Williams exhibits in the course of the novels. Remarks from folks who worked at TSR at the time have pointed the finger at Brian Blume as the Remo Williams fan in question, though accounts are conflicted whether Blume was actually an uncredited contributor to Dave Arneson's Blackmoor (1975), in which the class makes its first proper appearance, or whether Blume's interest merely prompted its inclusion.

This is the case for the character archetypes in a lot tabletop RPGs of that era; instead of trying to work out what classes "ought" be be present, authors would simply start with the types of characters their playtesters actually wanted to play, often based on specific popular media characters, then work backwards to derive an IC rationale for why those were the setting's standard adventuring professions. Other examples from D&D in particular most obviously include the Ranger (based on Tolkien's Aragon, naturally), but also the Paladin (principally inspired by Holger Carlsen from Poul Anderson's 1961 isekai novel Three Hearts and Three Lions, also the source of D&D's goofy regenerating trolls), the Assassin, back when it was still a separate character class (probably mainly based on the Assassin Caste from John Norman's Gor), and even the Wizard to a large extent (less Gandalf than you'd think: a large portion of D&D's iconic wizard spell list is lifted directly from the 1963 Vincent Price film The Raven).

(I often think that modern indie RPGs could benefit from reviving this approach. Like, fuck textual consistency – just pick half a dozen of your favourite popular media characters without regard for the compatibility of the source material and work backwards to explain why these six random assholes are your game's playable archetypes!)

[bullet-prooflove]

The Gruffalo: Andrew 'Pope' Cody x Reader

Tagging: @kmc1989 @fadeinsol @akotafi @yousigned-upforthis @cowardlycandy

Summary: Pope finally lays eyes on you for the first time in months.

Companion piece to:

The Professional - Pope meets the love of his life when Smurf hires her to crack a safe.

Ethical Thieving - You introduce Pope to a new skill set.

The Skatepark - Pope reacts badly when you try to share your feelings.

Crazy (NSFW) - Pope's always been crazy but now he's also a man in love.

Tomorrow - Pope's family always fuck up the good in his life.

Do Over Day (NSFW) - Pope tries to make up for the day before.

Everything - Pope's family life clashes with your time together.

Positive - Pope didn't expect for it to happen sooner rather than later.

Four Bullets - Smurf finds out about you and Pope, leading to dire consquences.

Misery (feat: Baz Cody) - Baz starts to notice there’s something wrong with Pope.

It’s been two months since Pope last laid eyes on you.

Two months since you told him you were pregnant with his baby.

Two months since he broke your heart to save your life.

He’s been depressed since then, suicidal. He knows Baz sees that it’s getting worse, especially after the last job. He still has bruised ribs from where two bullets struck him in the chest, fracturing the plates in his Kevlar vest.

It’s why they’re sitting outside your house right now in Baz’s truck, watching you potter about through the open blinds.

You still look as beautiful as the day he left. Your hair shines in the sun that filters through the window, your palm resting on the baby bump that’s started to show through your clothing. Pope clutches the stuffed grey elephant he bought for the baby even harder, his fingers digging into the fabric as you tuck an errant strand of hair back behind your ear. He’s missed so much already. By now she’ll be starting to move, to respond to your voice. He wonders if she’d respond to his, if she'll understand what you've told her about him.

“What if she doesn’t want me?” He asks quietly, staring down at the elephant.

“She does want you Pope.” Baz reassures him, his arm coming to rest on the open window as he studies the street. “When I told Dylan about Smurf, about what she threatened to do… She understood that you were just trying to protect your family.”

“And Smurf… She doesn’t know we’re here?” Pope says, his voice hitching. “Because if she finds out…”

“She won’t.” Baz reinforces. “Our phones are at Deran’s bar, she’ll just think we’re having a drink with our brothers, that I’m trying to drown your sorrows, talk a little sense into you.”

“Alright.” Pope says shakily, nodding his head as he grips the door handle. “Thanks for doing this… You have no idea what it means-”

“I do.” Baz cuts him off. “She shouldn’t be able to use our children to control us, she shouldn’t be able to reach out and hurt them if we don’t do what she wants.”

There’s finality in his tone, one that Pope doesn’t pick up on as he opens the car door and climbs out of it.

“I’ll see you in a couple of hours.” Baz tells him before he closes it. “I’ll call Dylan’s phone from the bar to let you know I’m coming.”

He drives away then, leaving Pope standing at the steps leading up to your porch. He takes them one at a time, his palm gliding over the rickety railing that he’s going to fix for you the next time he’s here.

When he reaches the door, his chest constricts because this is the moment of truth, the moment you tell him what he did was unredeemable and that you don’t want him in your child’s life.

He raises his hand to knock but the door it’s already opening and there you are standing in front of him with your pretty sun kissed features and hair that flows like a waterfall over your shoulders. He squeezes the elephant tighter before thrusting it at you.

“I got this for her-”

He doesn’t get to finish the sentence because your arms wrap around him, drawing him close. The scent of the ocean floods his senses, the swell of the baby nestling between the both of you. He buries his face into the curve of your throat, his eyes stinging as he clings to you like a lifeline, like you are the only thing on this God forsaken earth worth living for.

“I’m sorry.” He whispers, his chest heaving as he tries to hold back the sheer force of  emotion raising up in him. “She was going to hurt you, she was going to hurt Freya. I didn’t see a way...”

“I know.” You sooth him, your fingers running through his unruly curls. They’re wilder now, no longer cropped to his scalp the way he normally keeps them. “You were just protecting us.”

“I don’t know how to do that anymore. I don’t-”

It’s then the baby kicks, a swift hard punt that lands right in his navel.

“Oh.” He says looking down between the two of you, his hands coming to rest on the baby bump, cradling her beneath his palms.

“I think she wants to say hi.” You tell him, taking his hand and guiding it just a little lower towards where the next kick is. “She must like the sound of your voice.”

“Really?” He asks you, his chestnut brown eyes glistening as he looks up at you.

“You have a relaxing cadence.” You tell him as the baby kicks again. “It’s why I always  fall asleep to the sound of you reading.”

Always, not used to.

Those words aren’t lost on him, they’re a sign that he still has a presence in your life, a future with you, with Freya.

“Do you think that I could read to her?” His voice cracks as he asks the question. “So she can learn who I am.”

“I have a few baby books on the coffee table I’m sure she’d love to hear.” You tell him, your fingers threading through his as you lead him inside. “She loses her shit when I read The Gruffalo.”

“What’s a Gruffalo?” He asks, taking a seat on the couch.

You sort through the picture books on the coffee table, before pulling one out and handing it to him. “Read the book and find out.”

It turns into a literary discourse, one that has you laughing as he lays with his head in your lap, reading out loud to your daughter. When he’s done with that one, he picks up another and then another. It goes on until he drifts off, his body relaxing into you as his words falter.

He’s not been sleeping, you can tell from the dark circles staining his skin. The crows feet at the edge of his eyes are more pronounced, his features more weather worn. Your fingertips trail over his freckles as you listen to the steady sound of him breathing.

Your phone vibrates on the cushions next to you, Baz’s name flashing up on the screen. Your heart thuds faster in your chest as you pick it up, tucking it underneath your chin.

“You get it done?” You ask, your tone low.

“Yeah, it’ll look like she slipped in the shower, broke her neck. The same way Craig almost did the other day.” Baz tells you as he closes the door to the bathroom behind him. “I’m going to ‘find’ her along with Deran in a couple of minutes.”

“He’ll know.” You say gently as Pope stirs in your lap, his cheek coming to rest upon the place where his baby resides. “As soon as we tell him…”

“Then we’ll tell him the rest.” Baz reminds you with a voice like steel. “About how she was going to wait for the baby to be born to kill you, how she was going to adopt her because the state wouldn’t hand her over to someone with his record, how she would have used her like she did Julia-” He cuts himself and you can taste the bitterness in your mouth at the life your daughter almost had, the one that was almost identical to yours. If Baz hadn’t overheard that phone call between Smurf and her lawyer, asking her to draw up papers and date them for four months’ time… “-Pope will understand why it had to be me. He hates her but he doesn’t have it in him to hurt her. She made sure of that.”

And that’s the God’s honest truth, she spent years cultivating him into the perfect attack dog, training him not to turn around and bite his handler no matter how much horrible shit she put him through.

“Just promise me you’ll take care of him.” Baz says, his voice softening. “That you’ll love him the way that he deserves.”

“We will.” You promise Baz, your fingertips lightly combing through Pope's curls. “There is no one on this earth that could love him more than us.”

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Lantern Corps and a 10 year old Child

In a last post, I said the Lantern Corps would love Captain Marvel because he’s omni-lingual (and there’s so many different species so it makes sense that they would feel comfertable around a guy who can speak their mother tongue, no matter how obscure it is).

And then it came to me in a glorious vision, the Cores would LOVE or absolute HATE Billy Batson, be it as a kid it as Captain Marvel.

First on the Love Captain spectrum:

Red Lantern: that’s the corps that’s the most insistent. Man’s fights littéral Wrath and demons alike on a weekly basis. Man’s go to weekly poker night with Satan and other Wardens of Hell. Why? Because he has his own prison dimension in th Rock of Eternity, who also holds the strongest demons.

Yellow Lanterns: as champion of magic, he holds a lot of weight. Especially for magic users. One flick of a wrist and boom, your magic is gone. The whole concept of ‘The Champion’ is enough for most to fear him. That and one does not play poker with The Devil from The Bible and other figures from various religions, and just have a normal presence. He’s terrifying when he wants to be. In his Cap form, he needs to actively tamp down to appear more family friendly, and not the eldricht horror he knows he could easily look like.

Green Lanterns: Homeless Child Superhero dealing with horrors must adults can’t handle. That takes willpower. Even before Captain, I’m pretty sure off willpower alone he could qualify. But what’s the real ringer is his imagination. The Rock of Eternity has access to magical dimensions that no amount of crack could dream up. Man’s had to learn how to use Looney Toones Logic irl and it works. Man’s got a while Disney Dimension with Ballerina Hippos with their Croc partners. Mans has debates about files with littéral walking talking dinosaurs. Billy is hella creative, and who knows what would be made with a ring.

Blue Lanterns: do I … do I need to explain? There are the lantern corps of Hope, I think the rest is pretty self explanatory. I will say though, he was close to accepting when he found out they got a Corgi. Even closer when Dex Starr, the red lanterns cat got a

Orange Lantern: bro fights the physical manifestations of the Seven Deadly Sins , including Greed on a regular basis. By right of conquest, he really should be wearing the ring rn. They be trying to put a ring on it for ages.

Black Lanterns: he once revived Freddy and or Mary by reconnecting them to the rock, and since then is considered a ‘nécromancer’. Also (similar to the Avatar State) he has memories of past champions, including death, so one can argue he’s in a life and death loop.

White lanterns: same reasons as the Black Lanterns. They’ve been trying to get Billy to also out-do said Black Lanterns (who in turn try to recruit him some more). It’s just one vicious snowball effect now.

Now for the Hate Captain spectrum:

Star Sapphire Corps: The thing about Billy is that he’s AroAce. Very Aro and Very Ace. So those who draw power from love and try to flirt are met with the disgusted face of someone who’s famously nice. It was a devastating blow to the whole corps. At some point Hal decided to hide behind Cap to escape another Star Sapphire who fell inlove with him, and they just, lost their power. No longer had the ability to fly and everything. He’s Ace-ness is crippling. And it did bring memes. The Ace community was winning.

Indigo Tribe: he’s too autistic for them. And while being the warden of multiple dangerous beings fits their MO and all, they ain’t touching the bullshit magical logic with a ten foot pole. That, and the first time a ring was sent to him to recruit him to keep the evil ones in line, he roasted their whole system, their ugly ass uniforms (that particular shade of indigo clashed with his Hero Outfit way to much) and ended with a comparison to them with a guy called ‘King Kid’ and the fucking ‘Easter Bunny King’ that somehow did a much better job at Machiavellic while also being uhly. They never sent a second one. The red lanterns sent more.

Ultraviolet lanterns: again, man’s fights the Seven Sins on the regular, is their warden along with other sick evils, lies to the Justice League on the regular and plays poker with Demons (and wins) despite being one of the most honest people there is. That and he’s so dad shaped, it counters their power of daddy issues.

Bonuse:

It’s not uncommon for various JL members to receive lantern rings. They just don’t want to. So the standard procedure is to find your local lantern, and give them rings. At some point all the Corps made a lantern offers chart (and maybe the JL got a bit competitive).

Problem, that screen was using old alien tech that didn’t have colour. So they knew Cap had the most lantern offers, but they didn’t know which colours. Until it got fixed.

J’le looking at the rainbow that’s Captain Marvels Ring List: …

Batman: Captain, why is there so many red ones?

Billy, sweating: …

Hal, not comfy with the amount of yellow: I… I need to make a few phone calls.

John, the one who’s been receiving all of his rings: Uh, don’t remind me. I’ve been getting cramps with the amount of times I had to input the different colours.

Dinah: I don’t think even I’m qualified for the amount of therapy everyone is going to need.

WonderWoman: How to you have Negative Pink Rings??? You can’t get a negative number in a list

Billy, inputing the Zeta Tube: haha, it’s so weird

John: … do I need to add AroAce as a weakness for the Sapphires???

Bonus points if the results are open to the galactic public, and just wonder who tf are and ‘Billy Batson’ and Captain Marvel and why they are dominating the top ranks. What is in the Terra city Fawcette.

Extra Bonus Point if the JL go: Who tf is Billy Batson, and why is he ranked above Captain Marvel.

I’ve been waiting to do this one for a while. But never got the motivation. Let me know if I missed any, and feel free to write fanfic (please tag me if you do, I wanna reeeeead).

Final note, I want to give a certain someone a comment of appreciation.

@wonderjanga you are my favourite person on this app. You are the reason I decided to get out of my procrastination slump. Thank you for you content, it’s always so creative and I deeply enjoy it.

For those who don’t know them, I recommend checking out their content. It’s genuinely inspiration for me to start writing again. I don’t think I’ll be writing on ao3 soon, but maybe one day.

[mmani-e]

Hello! After all this effort, behold:

DANGANRONPA DEMIX, THH EDITION!

Dr Demix 2

Finally got the talentswap designs I have for the THH characters one and done with! You can click through the read more section for some fun design insights. I'm intending on uploading a doc containing short lore bits about them eventually.

Kyoko Kirigiri - Ultimate Affluent Progeny

So Kyoko's design was both kinda simple, kinda not, wanted to give her a very fine and regal kinda attitude to her but not arrogant as that's very much Byakuya's thing. Her story is that she loves her dad more than the family business and her grandpa so she abandons detective work and just uses her brain to help her dad out.

Makoto Naegi - Ultimate Novelist

Makoto is a wonderful guy, just great all around. He loves writing children's books and happy stories. This is his main coping mechanism so he doesn't have to process any negative emotions he gets, the rest he can't process… well they go into a murderous psychopath alter.

Aoi Asahina - Ultimate Lucky Student

Shoujo protagonist Aoi. Cute, headstrong, affective, competitive, these are all the traits that make her fight for her friends and clash with Kyoko (and more often than not Byakuya) in the killing game, even when all hope seems lost… she pushes through, unafraid to let tears spill from her eyes for all those lost, but pushing all the same.

Byakuya Togami - Ultimate Detective

This one, I wanna go into more lore territory, cause I kinda memed around his last desc I gave him so here goes:

"A disgraced heir of the Togami household, Byakuya lost the competition that would've secured his riches. Disdainful and bitter, he sought out to get to the bottom of why he lost, uncovering a rabbit hole in the process. By the end, he proved his sibling a cheater, but it didn't matter because by the end as he found the sweet satisfaction of uncovering secrets and crushing liars and cheaters under the weight of their hubris far more satisfying than any inheritance."

Sayaka Maizono - Ultimate Spirit Medium

So Sayaka isn't a clairvoyant at all like Yasuhiro, in fact her entire skillset is completely different, first of all she is like an actual psychic, and I based her design off of the japanese Itako, quite loosely. Very interesting group, look it up, also she'll never use these powers in the killing game because I dunno how to even approach these rituals or what they look like or how to write them while remaining respectful, so she won't do it in a killing game for the express reason of her not having the right tools available and not wanting to disrespect her traditions.

Leon Kuwata - Ultimate Swimmer

I really wanna draw him again, all these characters again tbh, and I wanna show off the patterns on his wetsuit. It's a whole coral reef under there, that anemone and clownfish bit is only one part of a whole reef stretching his midline.

Sakura Ogami - Ultimate Programmer

Sakura has installed chips into her body to help optimize her body processes and also cause why not. As for the muscles, she's an Assembly programmer, the programs she's made can run on calculators she loves it.

Chihiro Fujisaki - Ultimate Martial Artist

Chihiro's design here with the two belts is an explicit nod to his preferred martial art - Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, so unlike Sakura in canon who'd be easy to imagine cracking someone's skull in half with a chop, Chihiro's approach is more crawling onto someone and bringing them down to the floor with grappling like an angry halfling monk. As for the belts themselves, on his head is his final junior belt, while around his waist is his current belt, he's not a black belt yet because he's still too young for it.

Celestia Ludenberg - Ultimate Baseball Star

Celestia actually isn't a legend in this AU, Taeko is. Celestia hates that and wants to start a baseball career going international, whatever the hell that means is up to her own definition, but she wants to be remembered forever as Celestia, not Taeko. Also extra sentence, but this is the SINGLE hardest design I've ever had to deal with here, I think in the future I'll be drawing all her little accessories and I have an alt costume for her I have in mind.

Hifumi Yamada - Ultimate Pop Star

So I changed Hifumi's story as I originally outlined in the OG post with him. He was friends with Aoi all his life, pretty much his only friend at all, and ever since he was little he had an obsession with writing songs, because he was obsessed with stuff like anime openings and was content to just keep the songs to himself. It wasn't till Aoi convinced him to share some of his songs that he started his journey to success, but bc he's not traditionally attractive, his first hits were literally just… his voice being played over other more attractive singers and it wasn't until very very recently that he even performed a song of his for the first time.

Toko Fukawa - Ultimate Fanfic Writer

So while Hifumi was clearly a Doujinshi but due to weird translation, ended up as fanfic creator, Touko is straight up a FF then Wattpad then AO3 girl, who would get obsessed with this really shitty, tripe manga that she didn't even like reading. It did however have super hot dudes in it, so she wrote good stories of those characters when she got frustrated with the actual authorial content - which was always.

Yasuhiro Hagakure - Ultimate Gambler

Quite LITERALLY the never stop gambling meme personified into a guy. He can lose 3 mil on slot machines but always comes out fine because it means if he keeps gambling he'll eventually run into his 1/3 and win giga millions, what he needs to pay off his debts. It isn't just with luck though either because his personality and lack of intelligence or understanding of most the rules of the games he plays means he'll never react the way he should when getting a good hand in poker or a bad draw in blackjack, so he wins those games almost always through just… stupidity.

Mukuro Ikusaba - Ultimate Biker

She's number 16 in her gang, and is easily the most loyal enforcer and taskman of the gang. She does anything she's told, to a grim and disciplined degree not typical for hooligan bike gangers, she doesn't really desire a seat as top dog of the gang though, after all she's got school to worry about, and her sister.

Mondo Owada - Ultimate Warlord

So his relationship and Kiyotaka's is gonna be interesting, because I don't want him to be exactly like Mukuro at all, who was just sort of an all-obsessed Yandere. It's more like he's always chafing under Taka, who is less than friendly with him in this AU, really the main way he even lets Taka boss him around is because he pays incredibly well and helps keep his gang members from devolving back into the unstructured, chaotic criminal life, the same that took his brother years ago.

Oh and yeah, he still looks like Guile, as he should.

Sparkling Justice - Ultimate Killer Killer

Yeah it's a reference to Killer Killer, sue me I love the manga. He has Hajirahara's ahoge, and I thought it'd be cute to also give him a mask just like the other Makoto from a Kodaka game series (Raincode.) Also, while Genocide jack stuffs all her scissors in her skirt, Makoto keeps a truth gun with "truth bullets" as his main weapon, the gun he stores inside the big book in the chibi of just Makoto, and the bullets kept on his person as the red buttons all over his body, which he pulls out when he needs to reload.

"Kiyotaka Ishimaru" - Ultimate Fashionista

Unlike Mukuro and Junko, Mondo absolutely cannot hide the fact that he acts nothing like Kiyotaka, though this is surprisingly fine to everyone else, because unlike Junko who plastered herself onto literally everything, Mondo always obfuscated himself from the public spotlight, at most showing only his suits while he hid his face behind something conveniently placed. Which played primarily to his vision of an ultimate fashionista, who was above everyone and catered to the rich and powerful.

Junko Enoshima - Ultimate Moral Compass

This was a fun one, I decided to let her have her red hair because I believe it to be the "natural" look of her hair, while attaching little clips of dyed hair to her buns as a replacement to keep her shape sorta and keep the strawberry blonde somwehere on her. Understand that while she is the "moral compass" she is still pretty deranged, and the only reason she focuses so much on keeping everyone on their best behavior is because it's endlessly entertaining to her to make her fellow moral committee members upset when she blatantly makes a mockery of the rules while still keeping kids on their best behavior to make a point.

Kiyotaka Ishimaru - Ultimate Fashionista and Tyrant, the Iron Hand of Despair

Taka's design I wanted to sort of focus on this sort of, holier-than-thou idea, where I wanted to make him look a lot fancier and upper-class than Junko does in his standard highschool fit compared to him. I wanted him to have an upper-crust sort of look

If you're reading this after reading this all, thanks! You're a wonderful person :) Signing off...

Mani

[rozeliyawashereyall]

Headcanons, headcanons and more headcanons but with drawings this time.

✵One common headcanon I always think of is that literally every character ever had fucked up trying to cut their hair by themselves, it's a fun pattern /lh

✵Fucking bet you Tethys used to bully Zef

✵ Timmy and Marco would love musicals actually

✵Explained it before- but in human form; I really feel like the merfolk in human form are still stronger and faster then the average human, Zef would be too but he's still getting used to the surface lmao ✵The fish bois most likely don't understand what hair dye is

"I'm dying my hair blonde tomorrow-"

"..you're killing your hair??"

✵Sera would either tolerate or HATEEEEE slasher movies omfg. Zef doesn't like the little mermaid movie solely because of that one mom dying scene.

✵I feel like Soheil wears reading glasses..it's just a vibe

✵do you think there's video games on the ship in the rebel series, cuz I feel like Naveed would DESTROY others at Mario kart He has daily competitions with Soheil, Torvin occasionally joins and destroys both of them at it

✵Nathan also seems like he rocks at video games, specifically the horror ones. Put him in Slenderman and he's getting out of there with all 7 papers within 20 minutes if not less

✵if Zef finds something shiny he'll immediately bring it to Sera, on some occasions he *purposefully* looks for shiny objects for him

✵He also has an ongoing mission to try and sneak up on Sera, but Sera always knows. Zef refuses to give up.

✵Guys you're really gonna need to hear me out on this one. Ray reads romance novels in his free time for fun. OH ESPECIALLY THE SAME WITH SKY- He wants to know what love feels like and what better way to learn than to read.

✵Ray had those little Beyblades back in middle school. Hell he probably STILL has them actually, just for the memories. Also it's a really cool trinket

✵Mercury has a subtle limp I feel ? From getting hurt all the time—well, not ALL the time, but enough times.

✵Zef has a VERY specific and picky music taste but the problem is you can barely figure it out because it changes like, every few days or so.

✵I feel like Konrad and Sky tend to dissociate a lot ? Just daydreaming and all

✵I'm going to need everyone to hear me out on both Zef and Sera liking photography. Clemmy shows them how to take photos on their phone and it’s all over—like HOW did you take 378 pictures in the span of an hour.

Then hits the realisation that humans live for like, a third of what merfolk live up to so Zef and Sera start hanging little photos of them and Clemmy they took in the cave where they'd meet up as a forever memory.

✵Not an HC and more of a theory- but hear me out, what are the chances Sky DOES turn back into a human somehow?? Smt smt the long line of dark magic that turned the elves into vampires clashes with the holy immunity and reverses him back....But also a negative and a positive make a negative—so instead of reversing him back it could either turn that ginger into god or kill him.

✵Zef thinks jumping out of the water to startle people is the funniest thing ever.

✵Zef, Nathan, Konrad, Sky, AND Ray stim. I rest my case.

✵If Timmy hears a new word, he has to repeat it at least three times.

✵actual crossover shit—Uno night would go CRAZY with all of them. For Ray's safety and sanity he doesn't join- "no I'm not playing Uno with a vampire, a zombie, an enhanced spy and a fucking mermaid. Get me OUT of here." And you know what I don't blame him—If someone said I have to play go fish with a werewolf I'd leave right then and there....Imagine playing go fish with merfolk though- I'd do it just for the jokes i fear.

✵Do not let any of these men anywhere near horror games actually, something is getting broken and it's probably the monitor.

✵ Timmy is the resident "baby" of this AU, and Ray is the extremely unwilling babysitter.

✵it's okay though he acquires Bodie as a father figure /hj

That's all yipppeee

[k1ng-ej]

Can we have a female reader where they were again, close to each other as children, the female being a loner who initially wasn't social with Thomas at first. But she wasn't rude to him either. Her first encounter with him was literally sitting up at a tree reading a book. To then notice a group of bullies pick on him as she picked some acorns or Texas persimmons to throw it at the bullies heads. They get along with each other, and I think it would be sweet that the reader under a conversation with him suddenly goes:

"If you want a kiss from me, Tommy. Then you might as well marry me."

Like she says it so bluntly with no sign of shame, she wasn't even bold either, she was just voicing her opinions. I think that this reader wouldn't have ever thought she would get married, mainly because most guys she met had either been mean to her or just wasn't attracted to her beyond beauty. I would be satisfied if you showed like a couple of years later, where Thomas one day did manage to propose to her. And she's just baffled by it. You do you with the ending of it, if this is before the slaughterhouse closed down or after. I just want to read something sweet, maybe include the Hewitt family as well, with their reactions of Thomas having a friend, a girl at that.

Thomas Hewitt x Fem!Reader

Note: so this is not edited, just a heads up. writers block has been hitting hard so i just let the words flow with this one and tried not to worry much about perfecting it, anyway, i hope you enjoy :) Word count: 1,819

You hummed contently as you rested your back against a tree, popping open your book and getting lost in the words on the page. Most kids would hang out in the schoolyard after hours, hanging out and playing some games with each other. You stayed because you enjoyed being in the outdoors, plus it was a nice little area to relax and read your favorite book, decompressing from the stressful day.

Some ruckus beside you brought you out of your zone, you glanced over to see a couple of kids picking on another. Looking closely, you noticed the kid who was being picked on was Thomas. You'd pass by him a few times, giving him a polite smile and continuing with your day. You weren't the social type, but you were friendly to him. Often times you'd notice him being bullied by others, it made you sad to see.

You decided you would do something this time. You slipped your book into your bag before standing to your feet, dusting off your skirt. You picked up a nearby acorn.

"Hey! Leave him alone!" You shouted, chucking the acorn at one of the bullies heads. He yelped and rubbed the sore spot before turning to glare at you, to which you returned the look. The group just gave each other looks before walking away with a few grumbles.

You picked up your bag and approached Thomas, giving him a friendly smile. "Hi."

He blinked, giving you a once over, he seemed suspicious of you. You've never seen or heard him speak, you assumed he was a shy kid that didn't like to talk a lot. You felt bad for him, he didn't deserve to be picked on for his looks, he had no control over that.

After that day, you remained by Thomas' side and became best friends, you got learn a lot about him. He was selectively mute, but it was fairly easy to communicate with him once you got to know him. You two were very compatible, not much conversation had to be made between you two, you would often sit in each others presence and enjoy the company. You and Thomas had a routine of sitting together after school, you would either read to him your favorite book, or you would draw together, they were truly sweet moments that you cherished. He was a sweet boy, he was caring in his own way as well. If you didn't bring a lot of food for lunch he would share his. He would also walk you home a few times if it was late, making sure you got in your house safely.

Going into your teen years you saw Thomas less, but that was mainly due to both of you getting jobs and your schedules clashing. He was still, of course, your best friend and closest friend. You would do anything in your power to try and visit every weekend you could and even bring Thomas out to lunch.

Tonight was one of those specials nights you were treating him to dinner, you both agreed to meet at a small diner just down the street. You stood in front of your closet as you searched through your clothes, trying to find a nice outfit to wear. You felt like dressing pretty tonight, you wanted to feel good about yourself. You eventually settled on a dark blue sundress that hugged your waist and flared out on the bottom. it was simple yet cute. You twirled in front of your mirror, nodding in satisfaction to yourself before grabbing your bag and heading downstairs and out the front door.

The walk was short but enjoyable, it was one of those warm nights where a cool breeze would occasionally pass by. The stars were shining brightly in the dark sky, making it perfect for star gazing, maybe you'd ask Thomas after dinner.

The bell above the door chimed as you entered the diner, your eyes scanning the area for your friend. You spotted him seated in the corner of the diner, his gaze focused on a menu in his hands. You smiled and made your way over.

"Hey, Tommy." You greeted, sliding into the seat across from him. He set his menu down and gave you a nod, a faint smile resting on his lips.

"You know what you wanna get?" You questioned, taking the menu he was previously holding and scanning over the options. From your periphery you could see Thomas nod before reaching one hand over to point to something on the menu. It was normal for you to order for him and yourself.

You happily gave the waitress your orders and settled into a comfortable silence, which continued after the food arrived. It was nights like these where you really appreciated Thomas. He had so much personality hidden beneath the surface. He had an amazing sense of humor, often pulling harmless pranks on you and grinning when he successfully managed to scare you, he had a beautiful smile. He was also quite the gentlemen, holding doors open for you, or on rainy days he would allow you to use his coat to shield yourself, not caring that he would get drenched. You noticed that during dinner he was acting strange, he would shyly look away if you met his gaze, and you swore you could see the faintest blush spread on his face.

After dinner you asked if he would want to stargaze with you, he agreed. You led him to a small field behind the diner, laying in the grass with your hands resting behind your head, Thomas also laid down and copied your position. You pointed out shapes in the stars, even trying to make out animals. Thomas would occasionally point to shapes he noticed.

It took you a few minutes before you noticed Thomas stopped reacting to you, you wondered if he had fallen asleep. When you turned your head, you saw Thomas was gazing at you. You furrowed your brows but gave a gentle smile.

"Is something wrong?"

He didn't respond, his sky blue eyes focused on your face. You wondered why he was staring so intently, specifically at your lips. A blush crept on you cheeks, and you turned your body slightly toward him.

"If you want to kiss me, then you better marry me as well." You said simply. Your dating life wasn't always lucky, most guys didn't want you for anything other your looks. You were pretty, and they liked that, but they never wanted to really know you. They didn't care about your favorite color, favorite food, or how you liked to spend your free time. You stopped dating to protect your mental health.

Thomas suddenly sat up, and you followed. The silence was almost deafening. His gaze flickered from your eyes to your lips, silently asking for permission. You scooted closer, resting your hand on his leg. In this lighting, with the moon casting a faint blue light, Thomas looked beautiful, and you weren't against the idea of him kissing you. He leaned in, stopping a few inches from your face. You didn't know what he was waiting for. Then, he closed the distance with a soft, shy kiss. You could tell he was inexperienced by the way he didn't deepen the kiss, you decided you would take lead. You cupped his face, slightly tilting your head to the side and moving your lips against his, turning it more passionate. He followed your lead, he was needy with the way his hand tangled in your hair and gave it a gentle tug, earning a soft groan from you.

Thomas didn't forget your words from that night, he wouldn't have kissed you if he didn't intend on marrying you. You were one of the only people who showed him true kindness and didn't treat him differently because of his skin condition, and for that he loved you. He picked up more shifts at the slaughterhouse to make it easier to save up, he planned on getting you the nicest ring he could find in this small town. He also introduced you to his family, if he was going to marry someone then they should know who you are. Initially they were very shocked that Thomas had a friend, a girlfriend at that. They always thought he would spend his life alone and isolated, but they were proud of him, and they took a liking to you… well maybe not Hoyt, he would always give you a side eye when you came around. When Thomas told them he wanted to propose, they were ecstatic, Luda Mae more than anyone else.

He saved up for a couple of years and planned for the perfect proposal, he wouldn't put his plan into action until your adult years. He had a whole day planned where he invited you over to have breakfast with his family, then he took you to a nearby lake where you two spent a few hours sitting and drawing together, an activity you used to do when you were kids. After he treated you to lunch he took you to a nice little flower field. Throughout the day you had your suspicions, it was unusual for Thomas to spoil you this much, and he had been acting a little off as well. He was more fidgety than normal, and he would blush everytime you two made eye contact, it was like he was a teenager with a huge crush on you. Your suspicions were confirmed when he got down on one knee, pulling a small box from his pocket and holding it out in his hand, butterflies erupted in your stomach. You didn't expect Thomas was actually going to propose to you. Slowly, he opened it and looked at you with his big blue eyes that were filled with nothing but love and adoration. Inside the box sat a beautiful silver ring with a small diamond on it. Thomas knew you didn't like big clunky jewelry, so he took time in finding you a simple yet beautiful engagement ring. You didn't need Thomas to speak to know what he was asking you. With tears brimming your eyes and love swarming in your chest, you stuttered out a quick yes and nodded your head.

Thomas stood from his knee and you pulled him into a tight hug, eventually he pulled away and held your face in his hands, then began to pepper your face in kisses, leaving you in a giggling mess. He wiped the tears that began to fall down your cheeks, then took your hand into his, slowly slipping the ring onto your ring finger. The entire time he had a big smile on his lips, and he adored the way the ring looked on your hand, it was perfect, that ring was meant for you. He was meant for you.

[nullifi-blr]

A witch, a simple alchemist, a captain of a borrowed ship, and nobody's daughter

I have been working on this piece for nearly a week now, and its FINALLY DONE!!!! If you want some PNGs of the character renders, and some of my thoughts on this piece, read below! (warning for spoilers though!)

SO. the season's first off. Henry is in spring, Fia is in summer, Irina is in autumn, and Zirk is in winter.

Henry is in spring because of Leonora's curse. Its the most obvious one.

Irina is in autumn because that's where they found Irina in the Glade.

Zirk is in winter because of his final deal with the winter fairy

Fia's in summer because why not (sorry there's not much behind this)

no solo headshot of shank, just because he was just a head. but here's phillip, spirtel, and bukvar!

Below is an outfit detail breakdown for each character!

Henry - he's got spoonie tied onto his belt! - i usually draw hank without any shine in his eyes, but i added a little bit, as i would place this drawing after the final episode. his curse is lifted, so he gets some light back in his eyes - the blue scarf on his waist is mostly just a callback to the ocean, and because i wanted him to have some pop of color - i associate henry with the earth or sea if we're talking in a cosmic sense. - also! henry still wears his ring from izzy, just on the necklace and not a finger. i think he'd be too hopeful/sentimental to let it go.

Fia - emily brings up in a short rest that she associates fia with the moon, which is great cause i do too - her skirt is torn and ripped because i hc she doesn't often mend clothes or doesn't know how to. its also dirty because she lives in the woods. - the shawl she wears would have probably been a gift from batilda. it has sword embroidery on the hem, so it was a first act of training fia as a blade.

Irina - i really wanted irina to feel ethereal, since she's the daughter of a god. its why her eyelashes are white, but zirk's aren't. its also why she has silver freckles - patchwork dress! not just because its mentioned in the episode, but because fia likes people who make their own clothes. - i kiiinda associate irina with the sun, but i moreso associate her with the stars. the night sky needs both the moon and stars, always together <3

Zirk - i wanted to include zirk's little stirstick from his art and ep 1, so i'm glad i got to do that! - zirk's lineart has so many layers because of the glass bottles. - all the metal with zirk is bronze, because i wanted him to keep a warm palette, and felt gold would clash too much - those sleeves can roll down and make this labcoat regulation i prommy, he's just too busy serving

Thanks for reading!! Eldermourne is my favorite campaign, and I really wanted to take some time to make a piece that I knew I'd love. If you like this piece too, you can buy this as a print HERE!

[samwitcch]

will byers, the resident sniper and medic - apoc au details under the cut!

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will's role in the party:

a scouter - stays back to watch over the area during runs w/his rifle and is a backup supply runner if need be. just prefers to scout with dustin and mike

medic - normally takes care of the group regarding injuries and medicine. is very gentle :)

the angel on mike's shoulder -> knows how to placate mike the best if mike's being unreasonable or too harsh

most knowledgable about the infection and how it works -> helps with understanding the patterns of infected people, what attracts infection, etc.

party mediator - rarely ever fights with anyone (mostly with mike haha) and is usually the person people most often go to for a vent or a rant

skills + hobbies:

best with a rifle + second best with guns! -> he practices a lot with lucas but refuses to kill animals

cook of the group along with el (taught her how to cook): rest of the party can make edible food but don't know how to make it taste good

great knowledge of plants and medicine -> jonathan and joyce taught him all they know about it (they are healers)

draws in a sketchbook that mike stole from another group for him: filled with mundane sketches from life and treats it like a daily journal

likes to collect cds and cassettes that he finds around to play in the car (him and max discuss music the most) - fave bands include system of a down, gorillaz, the clash and the cure :) he's an alt rock fan!

quirks / fun facts:

him and lucas have an ongoing competition that started with their aim and is now based on literally anything -> they've been keeping score since they were nine (lucas is currently up by ten and the points are in the thousands)

will shuffles different music in the car and observes who in the party likes what so he can make his own little mental playlists for them!

him and dustin talk a lot about how the infection works. they have some very intense debates about it, especially when it comes to if the infected still have human consciousness or not (will thinks they do, dustin thinks they don't)

--- other notes: canon will, in a short summary, is a very sweet, sensitive, empathetic and capable boy who consistently puts others needs before his own :') of course, i wanted apoc will to share those attributes, with a big emphasis on his empathy, strength, and kindness. first - i wanted him to be a medic to show how he cares about other people and how he helps the people he loves as well. it's shown a lot in the show how much he cares for people and living beings (see: his actions with dart, el, mike, feeling bad for jonathan's hand after he had just woken up, etc.) and him being a healer is very in tune with this behavior. will as a healer is very special to me :') and him learning this skill from his mom and his brother strengthens the theme of family also!

second - him being good with a hunting rifle was to showcase his quiet strength and capability (i'd also like to add that his dexterity on his dnd sheet is extremely high) -> he's a non-confrontational survivor. his strength shines from afar and is put on the backlight, but no one in the party thinks will is weak for his empathy. mike and lucas, in particular, are actually quite jealous of the fact that will is still able to see so much good in humanity and life while being so strong. of course, his connection to the upside down in st is mirrored in this au as well, where he has an innate understanding of how the infection works because of experience, observation and other story spoilers...

looking at the current poll results, it seems im going to be drawing lucas and max next :D see you for that!

[henrytanael19]

Don't be fooled by Spider's little smile, he's pissed at Aonung. He asked for stripes, not markings. Now he can't paint stripes over his body because it'll clash with the ones on his face😔 (My in-universe explanation for my laziness in drawing the rest of the markings😆). Oh well, at least their good, but the paint used was longer lasting than others, so he's gonna need to wait for a couple of months to get rid of it.

Also, don't worry, Spider's standing on a boulder to explain him being tall in the picture, watching the ilu play with the Metkayina children when the Olo’eyktan joined him. As you can guess, this is after the Pandoran wars ended and the RDA was defeated once again. I just realized that Aonung looked a lot like his father, I always saw his mother in him. I headcanon that he became a lot more serious after growing up.

A version where Spider's lack of a left arm is visible. Don't worry, he has a prosthesis, but he forgot to bring it when he went to visit Lo'ak in the Metkayina Clan, hence him needing the help to paint his stripes on.

[ashkabbom]

Can you please write quiet gn/male reader cuddling with Shinso and Monoma (both together)? Like they (mostly Monoma) be ranting about whatever and he/they wants the two to shut up and cuddle him/them.

A/n: In my defense, it took me a while to get back to Tumblr in general, because I actually went looking for a job, I started drawing again and school took up my time. That's why I'm taking advantage of this Sunday :> And this one ended up shorter than what I normally write because I didn't really know how to elaborate on this story.

I made a GN!Reader so I hope there is no problem, so much so that in the end the reader did not say any sentence and his gender/pronouns are not mentioned at any time.

Bedtime, no arguments.

→Shinso x Monoma x GN!Reader

Your night was peaceful… or at least it should have been, because FOR THE LOVE OF GOD.

You just wanted a moment of peace, something simple, like resting next to Shinso and Monoma without having to listen to a barrage of endless arguments. But of course, Monoma didn't make it easy.

You love him, obviously, but like this... Yes, Monoma, we understand that you Class B people have the spotlight stolen constantly, now go to bed, tomorrow is another day with a new beginning.

"I'm telling you two! Shinso, it's completely unfair! Class A gets all the attention, while we in Class B are left out!" Monoma gestured exaggeratedly, wanting to strongly prove his point.

Shinso sighed, throwing his head back. "We've talked about this before." He replied without much enthusiasm or beating around the bush. "Several times."

You, sitting between the two, just watching the clash, the spectacle, happen again.

You had a wish and hoped that any cosmic entity and mercy would hear your prayers. Your wish? Simple and obvious: a little silence and affection. But asking for it directly? Hard to happen.

Not because you were embarrassed or anything, but because Monoma would continue to debate until the next era, and Shinso, even though bored, would still respond from time to time. This cycle was interesting at times, but it also sucked when you were tired.

But you wouldn't give up on this war, you wouldn't lose this time. They could have won several battles, but in the end you would be the one who would come out victorious in this war. Then, without warning, you decided to act. You pulled them both in one quick, forceful movement, and laid down on top of them, nestling between them without caring about their complaints.

"W-What?!" Monoma widened his eyes, clearly unprepared for the sudden attack and invasion of personal space.

Shinso blinked, but soon relaxed, accepting the change without question. "Finally, something useful." He muttered, running his fingers through your hair absently.

"H-hey, you can't just use us as a pillow to escape the conversation!" Monoma argued against it, but didn't move away. On the contrary, he looked a little hesitant, his cheeks flushed.

You mumbled something incomprehensible, probably telling him to shut up, only snuggling closer. Monoma opened his mouth to continue complaining, but decided against it. Sighing dramatically, he crossed his arms. "Hmf. That's unfair… but just this once."

Shinso smirked, running his fingers through his hair. "Great tactic. Totally effective." And finally, silence and coziness took over the moment. You could finally rest with your boyfriends.

[snetofed]

Between Pride and Desire

Warnings: none (just kisses) a little angst

The Slytherin common room was shrouded in dim light, lit only by the dying embers of the fireplace. It was silent, save for the sound of your footsteps as you crossed the space, your heart pounding. It had been days since you last spoke to Mattheo, and every single one had been torture.

The argument had started over something small, some nonsense that had spiraled out of control. But with Mattheo, everything was always intense. His words could cut like knives, and you hadn’t been far behind. Now, the weight of the distance between you seemed unbearable.

When you reached the far corner of the common room, you saw him. He was sitting in a black leather chair, his head resting on one hand and a half-smoked cigar in the other. The dim light accentuated his sharp features, making him seem even more unapproachable than he already was.

“What do you want?” —he asked without looking at you, his voice low but laden with a mix of tiredness and anger.

You hesitated for a moment, but finally crossed your arms and faced him. —I want to talk.

He let out a bitter laugh and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray. —Now you want to talk? How convenient.

The coldness in his tone made you clench your fists. —I’m not the only one who made mistakes, Mattheo.

He finally looked up at you, and in his dark eyes was a storm of emotions: anger, frustration, but also something deeper, something you recognized as pain.

—Mistakes? —he repeated, standing up. His height and presence made you feel vulnerable, but you didn’t back down.—Tell me, what mistake did I make? Trust you? Believe this was real?

—Don’t say that! —you yelled at him, taking a step toward him—. This is real, and you know it.

For a moment, silence stood like a barrier between you, broken only by your quickened breathing. Mattheo ran a hand through his hair, further ruffling it, and then took a step toward you, closing the distance between you.

“So why did you walk away?” he asked, his voice lower now, almost a whisper. His eyes were locked on yours, vulnerable and full of questions.

You swallowed, feeling a lump in your throat.

“Because I was scared,” you finally admitted. “Scared that this, what we have, is too much… that you’ll hurt me one day.”

Mattheo was silent for a moment, his gaze softening as he processed your words. Then, without warning, he took your face in his hands, forcing you to look directly at him.

“You think I’m not scared?” he murmured, his forehead brushing against yours. “I’m terrified of what I feel for you. I’m terrified because I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.” But I won't let my fear keep me from you.

His words left you breathless. Before you could respond, his lips caught yours in an intense kiss, full of everything you both had repressed for days. It was a clash of emotions, a fight between pride and desire, but at the same time a total surrender.

His hands slid down your waist, drawing you closer to him, as the heat between you increased. You felt his labored breathing against your skin when his lips left yours to run hot kisses down your neck, as if he wanted to mark you, remind you that you were his.

"Don't ever doubt what I feel for you," he whispered against your ear, his voice hoarse and full of emotion.

The intensity of his words, of his caresses, made you forget everything else. His hands were firm but careful, as if he wanted to memorize every detail of your body. And even though the world was fading away around them, you knew that moment was a promise, a way of telling you that even though they were both stubborn and passionate, they would always find their way back to each other.

[fafodill]

I don't know if anyone has already asked about this, but what do you think Snape's hands look like?

Are they long or short? Bony and thin? Completely pale or a bit pink? (I like the thought that his hands are a bit stained at the fingertips from potions and with small cuts from when he's distracted or sleepy in the middle of potions preparation and the knife slips).

With long, short or medium nails? Does he look after his nails, paint them, or just not care? (I don't see him as someone who bites his nails).

So I *sigh* will have again to bring up The War of the Roses because the description of his hands are totally what I had in mind so:

Snape is studiously ignoring him, [...] caressing the stem of a wine glass with his long fingers. It’s just… His hands are baffling. They are a nonsensical, incongruous body part for a man like Snape. Because they’re… elegant - that’s really the only word that works - as pale as mother-of-pearl, with a greeny matrix of blood vessels lurking beneath the surface, like the deep water which undulates under a frozen lake. The bones - thin, prominent, delicate - move with dancerly poise as he runs his fingers along the glass.

To me he has very long and delicate hands which clash with the rest of him. His fingers are long and elegant. There's something feminine to it - tho they can definitely curl into a fist and fight. They're hiding the roots of a surprising strength coming from his early life.

I like to imagine a very pale skin with slightly pink knuckles on their back. And maybe his fingertips. His right thumb is a bit calloused from holding a knife as well as his right middle finger from fidgeting against his wand.

I don't think he has cuts or stains on them, or it's extremely rare. I think even when he's not super focused, cutting is second nature now to him, like the knife is almost an extension of his arm. He knows it as intimately as his wand.

Also I imagine he would always have a salve in his pocket to heal any cuts right away, not only because some ingredients may be toxic, but also because I hc his hands as the only part of his body he takes care of/pays attention to. He's proud if his dexterity, be it in potion or when performing magic.

And I don't think he has much stains either (tho I don't have anything against the hc of him with ink stains, I mean it's cute) because he feels very... neat to me? And if he knows how to handle a knife perfectly, I think it's the same with his quills.

About his nails, I agree with you that he doesn't bite them. They're neat and short-medium length I think. His nail beds are quite long so it looks medium despite it not being much longer than his fingers. But a tiny bit. They're quite pale, like his hands.

And of course I really like the drawings where he has black nail polish (he absolutely rocks it) but canon!Snape wouldn't, considering the time period, unfortunately. So they're pale and bare.

[squishycat330]

2012 & 2018 Michelangelo (thats I hard name to spell good lord. . .) my own turtle design! (Kinda)

The Mikey mix~

another run down, but this time it’s different!

In the 2018 series the boys are all different types of turtles, Leo is a Red-eard Slider, Raph is a Alligator-Snapping turtle, Donnie is a Soft shell turtle (shudders) and Mikey is a simple box turtle, in the 2012 series Donnie says that he suspects their Common-Box turtles and/or Dimond-Back Terrapins.

So they’re all different turtle Mixes, Mikey’s pretty normal compared to his brothers (well thats not something you hear every day. . .) because of this I decided to add the Yellow-Bellied slider given that the 2012 Mikey is a much lighter color compared to his brothers which is neat, so he’s Dimond back terrapin/Box-Turtle & Yellow-belly slider

his Yellow-Slider is most visible on his shell/plastron and in his light skin tone

I gave His plastron a yellow tint to show it. the mixed shell pattern is supposed to be the Dimond-Back terrapin and Box-Turtle

other then that there's really not much to say for him regarding turtle mixes, so I’ll just talk about the other details on him!

Mikey’s covered in paint, a detail that two people I showed this to seemed to love and I do to! I figured Mikey would have fun painting his shell and I even added (or wanted to add) the little detail that he paints a lightning bolt on his plastron to match Raph, (which I added in an additional thing)

But it was also a little difficult. I’m mostly using the 2012 color palette, so when I use the paint colors from 2018 I had to make sure colors didn’t clash to much which is way I didn’t add more colors because they just didn’t work (I had that same problem with Raph and his mask&/red-ear-marks) + I’m not the most creative when it comes to sparatic details, tho I do think it’s works and looks quite nice! he also has paint on his equipment, which Splinter probably got mad about it on his nunchucks.

when adding on his specks/freckles I had a moment thinking is this to much? But then I got reassurance from someone that they liked it so, I do think his cheek freckles get lost but he makes up for it!

I’d also just like to point out that I hadn’t drawn Mikey before this, seriously the only I did of Mikey before this was the first turtles thing a draw a bit back it was a little odd but not as bad as the story I have for Donnie. . .thats for another time tho. . . . I didn’t really have much problem with Mikey, the only thing close to it would be the feet and nunchucks which I wasn’t originally gonna add but put in anyway because it looked weird without them (I had to do the same with Donnie’s staff)

Also I just wanna say. The reason this took so long was because I just hadn’t got around to writing the actual post sorry! . also I have the base line of Donnie and have had it for a bit I just need to finish him which shouldn’t take long it’s just if I feel like doing the rest of Donnie I feel so bad about it!

drawn, May 3rd

Leo: Raph: Donnie:

Miscellaneous:. karai, Casey, April, shinigami, Renet

[sanctus-ingenium]

Just wanted to ask, please forgive me if you've already answred this, what program do you use? Your art fucks HARD and like. I was looking at your art of the two moths over the city they die in and I was hit with the wave of "oh that looks really fucking fun actually." Like i know my art program can't do some of those effects and like, I'd love to try fucking about with them.

hi there, thank you! all my art is done in procreate and paint tool sai

because you mentioned that drawing in particular i thought it would be fun to break it down and show ppl what exactly went into each part of it so check this out

sketch & lineart - the brushes come from georgbrush.club and the urban sketcher is my most commonly used lineart brush, it has a nice irregular shape. the square brush is nice for big blocky sketches.

the cityscape was REALLY hard but basically I got a photo of the skyline of florence, traced some basic building shapes, then bullshitted the rest using the vertical symmetry/mirror tool to cut down on the amount of work (so i only had to sketch one half of the city). then for lineart I turned off vertical symmetry, turned on the two-point perspective tool, and got this:

the rose windows were made using the radial symmetry tool.

I didn't like it being so flat, so I used the liquify tool to make a kind of fish-eye effect (limited success tbh). I liked how it looked but the buildings in front needed something to cover them up to make the liquification less obvious...

first pass colours. I felt they were very washed out, aside from the sun which i loved. I use the spectra brush (default procreate) for skyscapes a lot, I love the texture. Although the clouds were filled in using the lasso selection tool, I softened the edges using the square pencil again and added texture using true grit sampler grainy brushes. The translucency effect comes from my setting the brush as an eraser. The sun rays come from the radial symmetry tool.

Blocking in the moths' colours was done with the urban sketcher again.

Something people may not have noticed is the labyrinth hidden in the sky! yeah I had a bunch of versions where it was more obvious but I found that it clashed a bit and was too busy, so I made it subtle. But yes. I searched for "royalty free labyrinth" and picked one.

The toner grit brush is one you've seen before if you've looked at any art on tumblr lately (this is such a popular brush) and it's from the true grit fast grit set. The pointillism brush is from the true grit free sampler pack, like my grain brushes.

I added shadows to the moths, increased saturation overall, and changed the clouds to a translucent blue (you can even see in the sun where I forgot to block in the sun itself because the clouds over it used to be opaque lol). Moon rays were drawn using the radial symmetry tool but this time with rotational symmetry off. I also moved the moon down closer to the moths because I felt that it was a bit far away, and this served to visually divide the drawing into three equal parts, so I chose to lean into that and divide the sky colours too, to show passing time, or an endless moment - morning, evening, night, etc.

And then the oroborous, I tried a few different effects on it because I wanted it to be very clearly separate from the main scene - I settled on a dot matrix newsprint texture, using procreate's onboard tool, and some heavy chromatic aberration. This is because the oroborous isn't real, it's purely symbolic and the moths' demise started when they became photographers so I liked the print media aspect there as well. The story itself is about grief without closure, cyclical violence, and sunk cost fallacy, while everyone explores an endless labyrinth, so an oroborous fits I think

what makes art fun to me is thinking up ways I can tell a story using just a single image. and sure a lot of it will be lost to an audience who isn't familiar with the characters or backstory but i want to leave enough in there that even complete strangers to my work will be able to construct a narrative about what's happening here, rather than it just being a cool image. that's my goal.

Finally I exported it to sai on my pc to give it a once-over. this is really important because the retina display on an ipad is oversaturated on purpose, to make everything look amazing and vibrant. but what this means is that on other screens, your work might look washed out. it's especially bad at displaying yellows! so i look at it in sai on my pc and i make minor adjustments, in this case I actually added another multiply layer on the moths and an overlay on their non-shadowed parts to increase the contrast there.

finally if you've read this far, I played a little trick with the caption of the drawing. yeah, THEY die... but only one of those moths is a theythem pronoun haver... the other has to survive. he isn't given a choice in the matter.

[splatsvilles-fashionista]

Ranking the promotional inklings/octolings by how much I like their outfits: Splatoon 1

Kaori:

Studio Headphones / White Tee / Pink Trainers

A simple black/white t-shirt + headphones combo alongside some aggressively pink shoes

The neutral colors of the top half of the outfit work really well to let the shoes and hair pop, which is important given that she was our first introductions to the inklings as character designs.

The only thing I can dock this outfit points for is being pretty basic, but that's also kind of the point. I'd personally prefer something with a bit more pop, but it's kind of unassailable.

4/5. She's iconic for a reason.

John:

Pilot Goggles / Zink Layered LS / Purple Hi-Horses

Similar to Kaori this is primarily a neutral outfit that puts the emphasis on the colorful shoes.

That said I like this one less than Kaori's. It's a little bit busier and the shoes don't pop as much given their darker purple tone.

Also I just don't like the Hi-Horses very much, sorry.

3/5. I can't be too harsh on him because the fit is meant to be basic, but I don't think it comes together as anything more than just Kaori's outfit but worse.

Mizuho:

Bobble Hat / Green Zip Hoodie / Moto Boots

Nice natural colors give this 'fit am active, outdoorsy look.

I like the big boots on a sniper's outfit. It makes her feel grounded and stable.

The big bobble hat is also a slightly disarming feature, it makes a bit cute, and given that she's a sniper I think she'd read as a much more serious person if she wore something more self-serious like sunglasses.

4/5. I just think this one is really good.

Rui:

Retro Specs / Baby-Jelly Shirt / Blue Slip-Ons

This 'fit flips the script the promotional characters have followed so far, really drawing your eyes to the polka dot shirt compared to the glasses and the single-color shoes.

The combination of the patterned button-down, the big boxy glasses, and the shorts (not that you had any other legwear choices in Splatoon 1) gives the outfit a vibe that to me feels straight-laced and whimsical all at once.

He has the energy of a stoic office worker with some very eccentric fashion choices.

3/5. I don't think it's very cohesive, but I can't bring myself to dislike it. It's got a lot of charm.

Laura:

Takoroka Mesh / Black Squideye / White Kicks

Another really simple fit, just a cap, a t-shirt, and a pair of shoes.

The cap gives this outfit major tomboy energy to me, and I really quite enjoy that.

The little bits of red and pink on the otherwise solid white and black of the shoes and shirt actually do a lot of lifting here, providing the whole outfit a disproportionate amount of energy.

5/5. This one is really simple but I really think it has a ton of character.

Pit:

Paintball Mask / Gray College Sweat / Orange Arrows

Another primarily neutral outfit, though this time with a pretty ostentatious piece of headwear.

I actually kind of like the shirt and shoes together, but that's about it. I really feel like the mask clashes with the rest of the outfit here.

There is nothing intrinsically wrong with the mask, of course, but I simply don't think it does anything with the other clothing here.

2/5. It's honestly not all that bad, but it simply doesn't grab me very much. I don't get any sense of personality here, and that's one of the things I really look for in an outfit.