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It’s mens mental health month. Men, please reach out. you are not weak, you are not broken, you are not lesser.

420,000 men a year.

1,200 men a day.

1 man a minute.

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Art Dump! Part 3 - OC work

Part 1 (Soap Mactavish/Cptn Frag) | Part 2 (Landscapes)

Have a Cups. Lots of him.

As always, don't use my artwork without my permission. Do not repost to other sides, do not upload it to train AI. I do not consent. More boundaries here.

Most recent (finished) piece. The scene practice paid off! This may be tied to a future story post, because it is intended as a continuation of the story.

Working on rendering this one, currently. So, have a concept sketch.

The rest of them are in order. I did them between Feb. - March.

Last one is another concept sketch. Never finished up on this one, just had to get the idea out of my head.

Master list of posts

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Art Dump Part 2 - Landscape studies

Part 1 (Soap Mactavish/ Cptn Frag) | Part 3 (Cups Artwork)

Gotta learn backgrounds for reasons, and well, best way (for me) is to learn by imitating.

As always, don't use my artwork without my permission. Do not repost to other sides, do not upload it to train AI. I do not consent. More boundaries here.

More below

I wanted to mainly focus on learning how to do dramatic lighting or dramatic scenes. And I found this brush that my brain really liked.

Master list of posts

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Art Dump! - Soap edition

Part 2 (Landscape studies) | Part 3 (OC Artworks)

Hello, I'm not dead, just a lot more active elsewhere at the moment! Let's start with the Soap drawings first, shall we? As always, don't use my artwork without my permission. Do not repost to other sides, do not upload it to train AI. I do not consent. More boundaries here.

Had to do the meme with these two variants. (Feb. 2025)

I did a redraw of a drawing I had made in September (?) last year, 2024. (Previous one down below). This one, I finished April, 2025.

Character/Soap variant still belongs to Cain (hells_alpha) over on the clock app.

Did a ref-sheet for this one too. This took me 20 hours, I am not lying. Story in short: Soap's very dead body got stolen by a facility and he was turned into a super soldier. He worked for the RSP, before he was able to make his escape and now is the Captain of all those he was able to take with him, aka formed a PMC named Riot Company.

That's all to the Soaps! There is more. Buckle up.

Master list of post

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"WAAAAHHHH 😭😭😭 IM SO TIRED OF READING PORN PEOPLE WRITE FOR FREE!! I WANT TO READ SOMETHING ELSE!! IM GONNA PUT ALL HASHTAGS POSSIBLE SO OTHER PEOPLE WOULD AGREE WITH ME!! AND THEN EVERYONE WOULD TELL AUTHORS TO BE MORE CREATIVE AND WRITE WHAT I WANT INSTEAD WHAT THEY WANT"

Authors are humans, not content machines for your pleasure.

They write for themselves, for fun, for free.

Also, lowkey feeling like gen AI has something to do with entitled consumerism in today's fandom space.. might write a proper essay about this hm-

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Reblog if I’m allowed to send you in character asks even if we have never talked before.

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Art dump

Thought, I'd just throw together some drawings of my OCs and stuff so far.

Boundaries | Masterlist

Ref/ Character sheet for Cups. Notes by him.

Fan Art for A COD Cosplayer with two of his Soap varients. ( his @ is Cain or hellsalpha on TT) Same for the drawing beneath this one.

Frag! Made a whole refsheet and animation for him too!

Marcel, my most recent drawing (finished 11. Feb 2025) His Ref is currently a WIP.

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Boundaries

After having been made aware of this being something I should consider having around, I finally found some time to write them down.

First of, some pointers:

Red or - means no, do not, stop, I mind

Green or + means yes, go ahead, please do, I'd be glad

If I haven't listed anything about something you have a question about, feel free to ask me in the comments/ asks. Consider it as a "no" if not otherwise specified.

Contains: Art, RP/In character reactions, Writing

About my art

+ reblog it (heard that helps on Tumblr)

+ like the post (love seeing this too!)

+ comment (I'm happy to hear your thoughts.)

+ draw fanart of my Ocs (I'll cry and frame it, if you do. That would make my year, seriously.)

- trace my art (I learned by referencing poses. You don't need to trace, just practice. I believe in you!)

- repost my art

- claim my art as yours

- share to other platforms (If I do so myself, it is my choice.)

- use for it C.Ai (or any AI, ai messenger, etc.)

- give critique where none is requested (please, don't. If I want an opinion or critique on my artwork, anatomy or anything the like, I will ask. Otherwise, refrain from it)

RP/ Reactions In Character

+ React in character? Sure! Go ahead. If it fits the vibe and you believe your character has a funny/interesting reaction to it, feel free to react to the posts. As I have a plethora of characters, I may react in turn as well!

+ keep it friendly, please!

- That means: No hate comments (any sort of hate as in LGBTQI+ -phobie, racism, etc.),

- no over sexualized or ferishized reactions (MDNI or NSFW is fine, as long as you mark it as such and it comes naturally. Don't just slide into my asks and type stuff like "I want to peg XY". And be an adult! No minors for NSFW! (18+))

+ Shoot me an Ask (you would like to see how my characters react to a question or have a question for them? Ask away! Anon is on, but keep in mind that I will take the right to react to whatever I feel comfortable with.)

+ Request a POV/Prompt/ect. (I'd love to hear ideas)

+ Ask, if you are unsure (I don't bite. I may be blunt, but I generally do not bite. Comments, DMs and Asks are always open.)

About my texts/written posts

+ refer to "About my Art" for additional boundaries

+ give me prompts, reactions, theories, speculations, headcanons in the comments, DMs, Asks (Would make my week.)

+ write fanfiction (Again, I would cry. I'd be so happy)

+ (politely) point out a typo (I may miss some things. I don't mind you telling me I mismatched a letter or two.)

If I missed anything, hit me up! I am still learning tumblr ettiquette.

Masterlist of posts here

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Reblog if you're okay with people coming into your dms or ask box with storylines and rp ideas!

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Follow up animatic of this snippet.

After countless sleepless nights, Cups decided to come clean to his team. He requests a meeting, listening to their prodding and poking, their worry about his health. And with all those whispers he hears, he starts to believe that he might just be losing himself.

Zero surely has a grip on him...

Find the animatic here. (Can't post without the tiktok watermark -.-")

Masterlist of posts

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Just to further showcase this:

Drawn Sept. 2024

Drawn Jan. 2025

I really hope, this motivates someone out there to just keep at it. Doesn't matter for how long you draw for each day.

I had days when I barely managed five minutes of drawing, but even those 5 minutes helped in the long run!

Someone once said (can't remember who) that 2% of progress is still greater than 0%.

1 minute of drawing is still greater than none. One quick doodle is better than none at all, no matter how silly or abstract.

Also, remember to have fun!

I genuinely draw for myself. Sure, it's nice to get approval from people on the internet, I cannot deny that it is nice to be acknowledged, but it is not my main focus. I draw for myself, because I like it and love seeing my improvements. Frustrating days will pass, low motivations will change. Just have fun, no matter how silly it turns out to be and be patient with yourself.

I may not be the best with words or advice, but if you need an open ear, I'm always open to chat.

- Cups

Five months of improvement

I have really started being consistent with drawing during Art Fight last year (2024).

After, I started drawing a lot more consistently. Some days, it was just for five minutes, some days I sat for hours in the evening drawing or animating. Save to say, it did help.

These two are of the same character, by the way, a Soap varient by Cain (hellsalpha) on TikTok. His name is Frag and he is basically based on that one Super Soldier Soap trailer for COD.

At the end of August, I drew this:

There is an animation for this one too, you can find it here (TikTok link).

Today, January 2025, I finished this piece:

Same character, same cosplayer, different style of drawing and rendering.

I think, it is safe to say that I have improved and I couldn't be prouder of myself!

I learned how to draw backgrounds over the month, played around with anatomy, made designs for the Crows (which will come in refsheets later, I'm working on it).

To another year of improvements!

Please, don't use my artwork without permission. Do not repost it to other plattforms. I do not consent to this being used for AI (not even character.ai or any similar chat apps!)

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Firsts.

TW/CW: graphic/detailed depictions of violence, mention of panic attacks, mention of blood, swearing, mention of suffocating

People always claim you never forget them. Parents will always remember their child's first steps. First words. First anything, really. Those moments are supposed to be special, the beginning of something new, a new path.

Firsts.

First time riding a bike, winning a contest, standing on stage. First kisses leading to clumsy make out sessions, first loves, crushes, first pet, first time being confronted with death.

Precious little moments littering one's memory with joy, like fireflies lighting up the fields of blury visions and emotions.

Cups will never forget his first kill. It wasn't something dramatic, nothing magnificent or heroic. It wasn't a massive build up, not a slow burn of tension rising rising rising.

It took a second. That's it. One bloody second. One second forever carved into his very mind. Instead of some joyous light, he build a fucking graveyard.

He was pinched in a corridor. The enemy rounded the corner, went into his range of fire. Cups got the upper hand, saw him first. He shot. He missed.

It should have been fast, quick, merciful. Instead, he missed by several inches. He didn't hit in the head or some other vital area. He hit the fucking throat.

He barely remembers the face of the poor soul, but by god, he'll never forget the horrid sound of choking. He'll never forget the agonizing minute of retching and gasping after he hunched down behind cover. It's engrained in his mind, so deep and dark and sick like puss on a wound marking his soul. Cups froze that day.

July 4th,

Dear friend,

I can't get the sound out of my head. My own throat clenches shut just thinking of it. Think I had a panic attack on the way back too. McEvoy said I might have.

Gods, I hate the thought of choking. If I ever go out, by the heavens, don't let it be like that. I beg whatever unholy entity watches over my soul, don't let it be choking. Burn me by the stakes for all my sins now and evermore, but don't let it be suffocating on anything.

He looked like a Dave. I'll call him Dave. Don't know the poor soul's name. Don't know if I ever want to know, but damn, he looked like a Dave. I can still hear him choke.

First life taken... they always make it seem so bloody heroic and glorious, an easy thing for the cause.

I WAS TERRIFIED! I'm still fucking shaking. No matter how many deep breaths I take, no matter how many times I tell myself it was him or me. I took a life and now I gotta move on like that bloke's mother doesn't fucking gets to hear her son just died. For a cause. What a fucking joke.

But! Deep breaths. This is for her. This for Eeve. By the gods, I've sold my soul. I swear on my life, I will never tell anyone. She will never get to hear what horrors I have seen. I swear to you, friend, I will never have her see this side of life.

July 14th, Year [smudged] - Dave

That night, he tried to draw the guy, gave up half way and described whatever he remembered. Dark brown hair, brown eyes or were they blue? He doesn't quite remember. Cups was honestly too focussed on the gush of crimson spewing into the air like a fountain to catch the color of the other's eyes. Too much red. He could taste the copper on his tongue for hours after.

First times. You truely never forget them. Not in a million lives. He swears, he could recognize that face over a hundred others, if ever shown. He wouldn't be able to deny that sin. That death. That kill.

His second kill wasn't much easier. Neither his third.

July 14th, Year [smudged] - Dave

Aug 1st - Eliot

Nov 27th - Teddy

It's a graveyard now, years later. When he holds the book in his hands, his first diary, it feels heavier than his gear. He had written them all down, best he could. Some are just a number and a careless name, because he didn't have time to see who they are. But he did write them down, even those he will never come to regret.

And now? It feels, like they are haunting him. Why else does he hear voices? The tech team said his radio was alright, nothing wrong with it. Even without it, he catches whispers here and there.

He has nightmares again. They never really truely left him, but they have become more frequent. More brutal. More vivid. It's like he actively hears their screams and cries of horror in his dreams, as if their ghosts quietly judge him from the bedside table.

"Cups, mate, you coming?"

He turns to see Woods in the door, worry etched between his brows. Right, he can't really put this off any longer. Time to tell the others about why he had been quiet and distracted recently.

"Coming."

"That's what she said."

Masterlist at bottom of this post

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Five months of improvement

I have really started being consistent with drawing during Art Fight last year (2024).

After, I started drawing a lot more consistently. Some days, it was just for five minutes, some days I sat for hours in the evening drawing or animating. Save to say, it did help.

These two are of the same character, by the way, a Soap varient by Cain (hellsalpha) on TikTok. His name is Frag and he is basically based on that one Super Soldier Soap trailer for COD.

At the end of August, I drew this:

There is an animation for this one too, you can find it here (TikTok link).

Today, January 2025, I finished this piece:

Same character, same cosplayer, different style of drawing and rendering.

I think, it is safe to say that I have improved and I couldn't be prouder of myself!

I learned how to draw backgrounds over the month, played around with anatomy, made designs for the Crows (which will come in refsheets later, I'm working on it).

To another year of improvements!

Please, don't use my artwork without permission. Do not repost it to other plattforms. I do not consent to this being used for AI (not even character.ai or any similar chat apps!)

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Me dumb dumb, so it's with a watermark, unfortunately.. I'm sorry for that. Link to the tiktok itself here.

Sooo, definitely not Cups flirting with his favorite medic. No no, Riget is being stuck up again. It's all in fun and definitely not happening regularly with Hillary and Woods. What a preposterous accusation!

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Finally finished the drawing for it!

Masterlist here (bottom of post)

New Year

Loud fireworks ripple through the sky like gunfire. Colors and smoke, pigments celebrating joy, death of the old and birth of the new.

The only thing making it less burdensome is the alcohol in hand and laughter all around. Oh, how joyous it could be, celebrating a new year, a new start, if not for the crackling of static in his ear.

It's that buzzing and zapping, those whispers and hums that haven't left him for a while. Cups swears he is going mad. Those constant Dos and Don'ts, rules. He tries to drown it out with booze and jokes.

New Year Eve on base, a saving graze, perhaps. With Richard pulling him into the conversation and singing along to badly performed songs. With Hillary too drunk to make sure none of them go overboard, the medic for one the one being the loosest. With Hudson and Riget heatedly discussing the superiority of geese over guard dogs, both on the same page, but still arguing against each other. With Woods and McEvoy deep in conversation about what had happened this year, their milestones and accomplishments.

With all that and he still hears it.

"Come."

"Listen."

He hears them. Ever since that god damn mission, he hears them. Whispers. Calls. Static rumbles in his ear. Messages flickering on screens only for a second.

Cups is going mad. He feels it. He knows the others feel it. Hillary already asked him if he sleeps enough and by god, he doesn't. Something always wakes him up, something always has him tossing and turning.

Whispers.

Promises.

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Hellu! Made another artwork I am pretty damn proud of!

Do not use the art or the character without permission!

Character belongs to Cain on TikTok.

The character in this, Knoxx Mills, is a pilot, Captain, part of 141 after Graves and him had a disagreement and inspired by Dean Winchester.

I made a small ref-sheet (?) for him as well.

Love him, hehe.