I need to draw Samus more. The one obstacle is drawing faces. It's not just that I haven't exactly nailed human faces, it's that I consistently envision her in at least six different styles simultaneously every time I try to put her to the page (that's why she looks different every time I draw her).
It's a constant battle between big and blocky (my beloved), cartoony and malleable for comedic purposes, and some hybrid look with influences from all over the place. Between wrangling the shape of the face and remembering how her hair works (harder than it sounds when you have 30 different versions of one character in your head), it's hard to find a happy medium sometimes. I'll get there, I just need to separate the different entities within the fleshy mass in my head from each other and use them appropriately.
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terribly deep and philosophical thought here but,, men that routinely tuck their hair behind their ears should fuck each other nasty! then tuck each other's hair behind each other's ears!! 🤷♂️✨
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Reading the part where Hyde salvages a scone from the breakfast table Adam just flipped, all I could think was "Possum".
Photograph of Edward Hyde, colorized.
XD You're right and you should say it!
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one of my favorite scenes in s1 has to be setsuna breaking into marina’s bedroom through the window to ask her philosophical questions
if this were literally any other character this whole thing would come across as creepy and threatening.
....but it’s setsuna. and setsuna is setsuna. the audience knows he’s harmless to her. marina knows he’s harmless, which is actually the funniest part. he has benign intentions and the social graces of a cucumber and this is implicitly understood by all. there is something bizarrely endearing about this.
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@amischiefofmuses asked:
❛ don't do anything stupid until i get down there. ❜ - [Wade to Abby]
Spirited Away Sentence Starters
Relatively new to this world, Abby had been settling in well enough. It was late and she was walking around the city to get her bearings when some idiots decided to try and mug her, or something. Before she can teach them the errors of their ways, she hears another voice above her - and upon looking up, sees some sort of fool in red spandex.
Whatever.
Rolling her eyes, Abby sighs. As tempted as she is to just burn the muggers alive, she really doesn't want to have to deal with the bodies later. So instead she shifts her weight onto one hip, giving a flick of her hand and watching with amusement as bands of solid rock wrap around the group, pinning them to the ground. It was laughably easy, frankly.
The first annoyance dealt with, she peers back up to where the second one stood. "I suppose it's a good thing I don't do stupid things then, isn't it?" She calls up, more curious about this one than the others. The muggers were normal - hoodies and knives, thinking her weak. This one, at least, was different. Even if he was covered head to toe in red spandex.
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the way Dean is letting me front short term rn feels like when I was in psych as a teenager and they'd let my mom take me off the unit for lunch
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just read A Guest in the House! I want to eat E. M. Carroll's art style
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OUR BOY IN ALL BLACK AND THOSE LITTLE CUTE CURLS OH GOD
he is on fire i'm telling you 🥰
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