#a study in hands and poses and facial expressions

[alwayshappyhoursomewhere]

Stéphane Lambiel & Shoma Uno | Fall on me (Italian version) by Andrea Bocelli & Matteo Bocelli, choreography by Stéphane Lambiel

Friends on Ice 2024 (photos: Yohei Osada, Manabu Takahashi)

[meanbossart]

Ask compilation: Art & advice! Reference use, light, facial expressions and sketching.

Replying to a few miscellaneous comments & questions about my process, with a giggle thrown between every other question for good measure!

Hey! Sorry, I just post them as they are 😅 Can't say I've ever had any issues regardless of size.

That is HYSTERICAL and honestly with the amount of "I don't play bg3 but I follow you anyway" messages that I get, I hope I'm not accidentally giving people the wrong idea 😂

Thank you so much for the kind message!

Anything, really! I use Virtamate whenever I'm really struggling with perspective or an angle, or sometimes something as simple as stock images from google (especially for furniture and interiors) I do also use myself as reference a lot, particularly for hands. Admittedly you do get to a point where you need reference less and less, and can pull poses and anatomy out of imagination pretty easily but you never completely cut it out of art. Reference is a tool just like paper and brushes are, not a crutch.

For angles/perspective and poses (to a degree), yes! Absolutely. It is a wonderful tool that has paid its cost over a million times for me, personally.

I do NOT suggest referencing off its anatomy, however! If you already have a good grasp of how real bodies move, sure, you can use it without issue and just "fix" the anatomy as you draw, but virtamate's models, while more malleable than most 3d figures, still suffer from the usual limitations of it's medium. Musculature and fat in particular do not operate very well alongside said model's movements and don't look very accurate to life.

I will not rest until I have normalized toes.

Thank you so much!

Unfortunately, that is something I genuinely don't use reference for - well, kind of! I pretty much walk through the world making a mental note of how things look and how I would translate that visual onto (digital) paper if I had to. And I think I do that the most with light and shadow.

Light application largely comes from from understanding 3 things:

-Dimensions/planes. -How different materials reflect/absorb said light. -✨DRAMA✨

I suggest studying art from monochrome artists and comic illustrators and seeing how they manage to create the illusion of multidimensionality with a very limited palette. Drawing a lot of figures with only black and white also helps - that was pretty much my entire comic career prior and probably what I am to thank for my current understanding of light placement.

Watching and studying movies and shows that make use of colorful, dramatic lighting also helps a lot - Nicolas Winding Refn has honestly taught me so much just by watching his flicks!

Thank you! I have indeed been trying a couple of different things and I'm glad that you noticed it and that you enjoy it!

Thank you! I'm happy to say I plan on drawing much more of her as well 😇 at least as soon as I recover from the last comic!

Hello, happy to have inspired you even a little bit to get back on the horse!

I think referencing from yourself/real pictures of people's faces is always best, even if your style is pretty cartoony or simplified. That way you can actually take note of how facial muscles work and apply that understanding to your art when you create expressions from memory. Start detailed and then work your way down, removing elements until you are happy with the results!

Paying attention to moving faces when you see/interact with people is also useful. I often say this, but just looking at the world through the lens of an artist can be immensely helpful - taking mental notes of small details and later applying them to what you do, that sort of thing!

I first type them down in (usually) Times Roman and then trace it for that pencil-ed in look!

Hello, hope you are well yourself!

I have this post here that might help you a little visually, but I guess you are more curious about the inbetween stages of that first draft and the final art. I think a lot of it is muscle memory! I can move onto lineart pretty reliably after 1 or 2 sketches for most things, occasionally I will need 3 (not counting when I just change something entirely - that obviously requires the process to start over again for that element) but that hasn't always been the case!

However many sketches you want to do is however many you need, and depending on your art style and process that can vary wildly. Just try not to boggle yourself down with perfectionism - I'm sure you've noticed by now that, sometimes, when you draw something over and over again trying to get it "right" you end up sucking the life out of it. It can actually good to turn your brain off a little bit and TRY to line in the details on the fly, not only will you build confidence over-time but you may arrive at some really fluid shapes and movements as a result!

[reinababbles]

favorite things during intimacy

⤷ Sanemi | Kyojuro | Tengen | Giyuu

♡ portal ♡ demon slayer ♡

tags nsfw, fem!reader, dirty talk, spanking, groping. (lmk if I missed any!)

˗ˏˋ ♡ Shinazugawa Sanemi ♡ ˎˊ˗

The sounds… Each bated breath. Every small gasp. The way you whine when he completely bottoms out, leaving you whining.

How you can’t even form a proper response to his questions.

“You’re so fuckin’ wet. Why you whinin’?” He doesn’t even want an answer to them, your whimpers are plenty. “Shut up. Shut the fuck up.” He never means it.

The sound of your pussy being aggressively pounded by his cock.

Each squelch, each clap, the bed creaking…

“Your pussy loves talking to me, huh?” He grits his teeth as he hears the whines that you release with every one of his thrusts.

“Fuck yeah.” He chants in sync with your moans, “Oh fuck yeah-” His panting matching yours as he cums inside you. His favorite place, because your moans are just so delicious and loud for him.

˗ˏˋ ♡ Rengoku Kyojuro ♡ ˎˊ˗

The touches… How he touches you as if he’s molding dough.

The way you hold onto his muscular arms for dear life as he enters you for the first time, loving how you occasionally squeeze them.

Speaking of squeezing, he loves how you clench onto his cock when he moves just a tad too fast for you, too soon.

How your thighs squeeze his head as his tongue explores your insides.

The way your shaky and hesitant hands grasp at his hair, feeling too many tingles to express how good you feel.

When he’s all up in your face, chest to chest, and he studies your face as he inserts his fingers into you, his own eyes fluttering as he feels you clench those as well.

How you shake in his arms as he makes you cum for him… “Relax, my beauty.” Why would he want you to? He’s just trying to comfort you before you lose your mind earlier than he expected.

˗ˏˋ ♡ Uzui Tengen ♡ ˎˊ˗

The smiles… but of course, not your smiles.

His wide smile, showing how amused he is at every occurrence while in bed with you.

He smiles at the way your face contorts as he sinks into your from a bizarre angle.

“Do you like this?” Tengen smiles down at you as his large calloused hands shamelessly grope your body as he brainstorms what the next position will be.

He’s so entertained by how you have a surprised look on your face every time he manhandles you.

“What about this?” He suddenly slaps your ass before he shimmies down on the bed, laying your back on his chest before he aligns his length.

“Be ready.” But you never fail to gasp for him, never expecting him to slap your clit with it, making him show his pearly whites as you whimper.

˗ˏˋ ♡ Tomioka Giyuu ♡ ˎˊ˗

The facial expressions you make… How you plead without words.

The way he makes your pouty lips form an O before you begin begging for him to go faster.

How you try to speak before he soothes out your frown lines when he just can’t stop after he cums the first time.

“It just feels too good, so good…” Your palms pressed against his chest, trying to stop him from going further.

“Hold me. Hold me.” He mumbles, looking down at your wrinkled face as you let out long whines for him.

Your hands unable to do anything but grip the sheets as you're ass up, posing for him as he holds your hips so tightly.

Giyuu can only imagine how beautiful your face will look as his cum drips off your tongue.

reinababbles please do not copy | ty for the ♡ & reblogs!

[obeymeshallwedateaddict]

Hiii!!!

I have a bit of a random, thought about it at 3am type request. How would MC react to the brothers (and the undateables if you have time for a pt.2) carrying around something that reminds them of MC? (ie. keychain, photo, letter, flower etc)

Thx!

Heyyyy I love your request!! I hope you enjoy this one and part 2 with the dateables is coming soon!

Author's note: I'm sorry for the recent delay of my requests and that I've been posting less but I've been busy for the past one to two weeks. I expect to be back to normal by next week.

Summary: You notice that each of the brothers is carrying something around with them that reminds them of you.

Contains: Fluff

GN!MC = reader

You can find more of my work here: Masterlist

MC reacts to the brothers carrying a reminiscent of them.

Lucifer

The first time you see him carry such an object would be either when he is doing paperwork in his study (or wherever it is) or if you're walking down the street with him.

It is a fountain pen that you gave him not so long ago. He just carries it around with him all day. He does his paperwork with it and sometimes swirls it in-between his fingers whenever he's uneasy or just casually walking around.

The pen isn't any interesting itself but to Lucifer it means the world. It's a gift from you after all. And since it's a gift from you he cherishes it like he cherishes his life.

---

Sitting in the study with Lucifer while he's doing paperwork. Suddenly you noticed the fountain pen in his hand that is so smoothly writing on the paper. There was something familiar about it but you couldn't exactly put your finger on it. It's like it was talking to you. And then it suddenly clicked. It's the pen you gave him as a gift when he mentioned that he lost his favourite fountain pen!

MC: "Hey, Lucifer. Is that.. the pen I gave you?"

Lucifer: "Indeed it is, MC. I see you noticed. I have to say... I've grown quite the liking to it. And of course I would. It's a gift from you after all."

Mammon

The first time you noticed Mammon's item could be absolutely everywhere. Why? Because he carries it with him wherever he goes.

It's a keychain you once bought together and you actually also have a matching one as well. He has attached it to his phone and walks around with him every day. Whenever he looks at it a smug expression appears on his face. He has a matching keychain with his human!

He calls it his "lucky charm". Whenever he goes to the casino or to dig up some treasure from some where he attaches it to his belt. Though whenever luck wasn't on his side he'd just blame it on the keychain saying that the "luck energy" died and it needs to "regenerate".

---

You and Mammon where hanging out together in his room. He was sitting casually on the couch, scrolling mindlessly on the phone while yo were carefully counting his money since he demanded that you should do it instead of him since you are his "servant". After a while when you lift your head and look at the second-born you notice the keychain, attached to his phone. You immediately realise where it came from and smile.

MC: "So you attached your keychain to your phone?"

Mammon: "Yea. 'course I would. It brings me luck to carry it around with me. And also it kinda suits my phonecase."

MC: "Is that the only reason though?"

Mammon: shrugs "Fine.. I also carry it around since it reminds me of ya! But don't ya go telling that to anybody! Ya hear me? Now go back to counting the Mammon money!"

Leviathan

Once a while back you and the third-born cosplayed one of his favourite animes together and in the end you ended up taking a bunch of pictures. You made a lot of different poses and different facial expressions. In the end it turns out that Levi had printed some of them out and put his favourite one inside his phonecase.

He loves walking around with it tho he doesn't make it obvious.

Sometimes during class when he is bored or doesn't understand something and had gotten rather irritated, instead of summoning Lotan which earned him a thorough scolding from the eldest, he'd just look at the picture of both of you that's in the back of his phone, which always managed to put a smile on his face.

While gaming or watching anime he'd always make sure that his phone is close so whenever he felt like it he could look at the picture to liven up his mood.

Overall he was utterly in love with it.

---

One day while gaming with Levi in his room, you noticed the picture of you and him, cosplaying in the back of his transparent phonecase. You smile and decide to point it out.

MC: "You put a picture of our cosplay in the back of your phonecase? It's adorable."

Levi: "Uh Y-Yeah. I actually r-r-really like it. T-that's why. Don't think much of it."

You didn't say anything more though you couldn't help but notice the pinkish blush that appeared on the demon's cheeks.

Satan

A while back you and Satan had gone out in a flower field and while laying among the flowers, gazing mindlessly at the sky you noticed a flower that reminded you of the fourth-born. You plucked it up and handed it to him which he happily accepted.

Since that day forward Satan couldn't make himself to throw the flower away. Instead he just carefully put it in-between the pages of one of your favourite books that he owned.

Every once in a while he'd open the book just to see how the flowers has changed and dried. Though in his eyes it never lost its beauty.

---

One day you were sitting together with Satan in the library. You were reading a book while Satan was studying cursed he could prank Lucifer with. That's until you open the book to the page where Satan had put the flower. It didn't take you long to recognise it even if it was completely dried up. You smile.

MC: "Awh, Satan. You kept the flower I gave you.."

Satan looks up from his book with a soft smile on his face.

Satan: "Of course I would. After all you gave it to me which makes it one of my most priced possessions. And where else could you keep a flower that would eventually dry?"

Asmodeus

On one regular day when you walked past Asmo he sucked in a deep breath and exhaled happily. You stopped and looked at him. His expression was relaxed yet satisfied. When you asked him what he was thinking about he said that your scent had sent him into a daze. That day you gifted him the perfume you were using and he so liked.

Asmo kept it in his room. He'd always spray himself with it before going out outside. At some point the perfume ran out but the fifth-born didn't throw out the bottle. He kept it on his vanity just because every time he looked at it it reminded him of you.

He'd often find himself daydreaming about you while looking at the bottle and sometimes he'd glance at it while doing his skincare our make up.

He was obsessed with the little perfume bottle.

---

One time you were with Asmo in his room, doing skincare together when you noticed the bottle. You immediately recognized what it was and smiled but then you saw that there was actually no perfume inside.

MC: "Asmo, why have you kept the perfume bottle when it's empty?"

Asmo: "MC, dear. It just reminds me of you so so sooo much I can't make myself throw it away! I'm even considering to fill it with another perfume so I could use it. It would be soo adorable!!!"

You smiled and shook your head.

Beelzebub

One time when Beel was going to his training you decided to make him a lunch box so he could have something to snack on if he gets hungry. You put a few of his favourite foods in it and wrote him a small letter along with it. "Enjoy your food! Love you! <3"

Ever since the sixth-born saw the small note he always carried it around with him wherever he went.

He'd either put it in his phonecase or somewhere in his bag so whenever he needed a little boost of motivation he'd read it. Though it always made him hungry since there was no food along with the note this time.

---

One day when you were eating at Hell's kitchen with Beel you noticed the note when he pulled up his phone to answer a message from Belphie. It made you smile. Knowing that he kept such a simple and meaningless note.

MC: "Beel? You kept that note? Isn't it meaningless by now? Considering how long it's been?"

Beel: "Meaningless? No it's not meaningless, MC. A letter or a note in the matter could never loose it's meaning when it's from you. Even if it does make me hungry every time I read it..."

You chuckled subtly to yourself.

Belphegor

Upon going to bed one night you noticed that your pillow was missing. You didn't think much of it and just grabbed another one from the closet and went to bed. It turns out the demon of sleep himself took it without warning.

Belphie would always carry it around the house with him.

Whenever he felt the need to nap somewhere, whether it would be the attic or the living room he'd just sleep with that pillow. It practically became his favourite.

It always soothed him and lulled him to sleep simply because the pillow still smelled like you. And Belphie along with the other six can't help but find your scent soothing.

Whenever he'd sleep with that pillow he'd always have trouble waking up afterwards and someone of the other brothers would have to either use force to wake him up or drag him like a sack of potatoes.

---

One afternoon upon walking into the living room you noticed the youngest sleeping peacefully on the couch. You smiled and sat next to him and that's when you noticed that Belphie was sleeping on your pillow that had gone missing a few days ago. You wanted to talk to him about it but didn't want to wake him so you waited patiently for the demon to wake up by himself. And when he did...

MC: "Hey, Belphie. How'd you sleep?"

Belphie: yawning "I slept okay. Though I could use some more sleep.."

You nodded you head and chuckled before speaking up.

MC: "Belphie, I couldn't help but notice... Is that my pillow you're sleeping on?"

Belphie looked down at the pillow and a smile formed on his face.

Belphie: "Yeah. It is. It helps me sleep and I love sleeping with it. It smells like you so when I cuddle it I feel like I'm cuddling you... I hope you don't mind."

A blush creeped onto your cheeks and you smiled

MC: "You can keep it."

[cozymochi]

Just read your Jamil-Nyoka post, could you go in more in depth on Cecil & Silver’s relationship pls?

Previous

Sophomore/Second-year students typically share a dorm room with one other person.

Cecil is Silver’s roommate.

⚠️ No Book 7 Spoilers beyond Part 1. This will remain in the generic status quo.

Cecil has been Silver’s roommate since his 1st year, ended up his roommate again in his 2nd year, and ended up sharing his homeroom and nearly all his classes both times.

He seemingly cannot get away from this guy, and it’s something of a point of annoyance for Cecil, but it’s not like he’s going to do anything about it.

Silver is everything Cecil wishes he was and has everything he wishes he had. He’s this… hero-type handsome knight-in-training with competent magic, fighting prowess, and has a close amicable relationship to and has the respect of the vice and lead Housewarden. He even has the woodland animals flocking to him. What even is that? It’s like the world itself just loves him unconditionally just for existing, and for what?

For Cecil to just watch? It’s dreadful. Being around this guy that kid Cecil thought he himself would end up like by his current age but he isn’t? Eugh.

Cecil doesn’t exactly realize that Silver isn’t as respected at NRC as he thinks, nor privy to the relationships he actually has to Lilia and Malleus, nor the context surrounding it. In fact, he knows almost nothing about Silver on a personal level.

Silver’s kind-nature is seen as uncharacteristic at the school, least of all his lack of facial expressions being off-putting, nor is he aware of how much Silver does not value himself at all. But, that’s just Cecil’s own jealously clouding his judgement. As a result, he is not too interested in getting to know Silver personally despite practically always being in proximity to him like a satellite in school.

To an outsider like Cecil, it just looks like Silver is adored and everyone and everything just goes right for him. Save that whole sleeping thing, but Cecil views that as just a space-cadet zoning-out quirk. If anything, he does think he’s smarter than the guy.

Cecil finds Silver to be a nuisance that he’s just stuck being around, but won’t actively do anything malicious to him. If he doesn’t get up early enough he will be at the mercy of the many alarm clocks.

Though, when one day Silver showed up to their room with a magical ring on a gold chain that a sparkling jewel that reflected the dawn— All of a sudden maybe this thread of fate doesn’t seem so unfortunate after all…

Cecil becomes a little more open to engaging with Silver after that, posing as a more open “confidant” should he ask. Perhaps if he could get his hands on that ring then maybe he…

On the other hand, Silver thinks Cecil is nice.

He doesn’t really notice his mild contempt. Silver views Cecil as his friend, but is unaware that the feeling is not entirely mutual. He doesn’t even realize that half of Cecil’s responses to him are snarky rather than genuinely “kind.”

Silver sees Cecil as a very gifted student and doesn’t quite understand why everyone else views him as bumbling. He sees how effortlessly he preforms magic, memorizes spells and his study habits? At least within their room, anyway. If anything, Silver wishes he could stay up as long as Cecil does.

Cecil does not perform well in front of crowds nor in front of the rest of the dorm, and since magic is linked to one’s imagination and thoughts, well, that can manifest into screw-ups.

Maybe he needs more training. Silver has offered “training” but Cecil never accepts that. Silver’s idea of training is way outside his physical capabilities, absolutely not.

He also finds Cecil to be quite considerate. He appreciates that he lends him notes he may have missed in class. (Disclaimer: Cecil does not do things for Silver out of consideration, just done so he is left alone OR if he wants something in return.)

When Cecil starts to become that room “confidant,” Silver thinks that their friendship must be improving. He’s glad they can get along. Despite the lack of expressions visible on his face, he is glad their bond is deepening.

Oop.

Their relationship is like two co-workers who see each other every day for years, but don’t know much about each other.

Well, until one day one co-worker has food and the other one is now like “Hey there, buddy whatcha got there”

Or uh, y’know. The more obvious Disney parallel given what Silver is and whom Cecil is twisted from.

(Assuming that 2 months from posting this, none of this breaks in Silver’s Room Relaxtion infodump. No fear: He had a generic mob roommate with no distinct qualities. One fear: “He has no roommate.”)

Cecil will certainly break one day and be his friend mutually. Somehow. Maybe all that kindness and faith in his abilities will finally get to him and maybe he won’t wanna do… whatever it is he might be planning.

Who can say for sure.

…

P.S Cecil dislikes Sebek. As an outsider looking in, how in the world those two ended up being close is beyond him.

[vel-vet61]

I just want to say I absolutely adored how detailed and feral your Kendall fic was. I was wondering if you could do something about Kendall with pregnant significant other🤭

oh myuuyy gosh thank you so so much I appreciate u so much so I went insane :):))))

obv: explicit 18+ pregnancy kink, freaks, dirty talk, body image, the vaguest stuff about being pregnant cause I know nothing, tenderness, filth

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“Alright, wait. Don’t look yet. Keep those eyes closed,” she scolds in the same play pretend tone they use in their own stupid banter. She playfully smooshes his entire face right into her palm to ensure he really wasn’t peaking. He can’t help snorting a laugh, shooing her hands away with an infectious sly smile and a seriously, baby I promise. Swear I���m not looking.

She knows it’s a crock of shit, being so that only a minute ago he was side eyeing when she first stripped herself naked, but it makes her shake her head and chuckle anyways.

“Okay, now have a look. I think this is perfect for hiding the bump,” she poses a couple times, giving him a 360 degree view as she turns to the side in front of him. Finding how her ever growing belly looked so effortlessly swallowed up by the intricate drape of the long, nearly floor length tailored jacket. “See? Bet those fucking paps still won’t get to see anything.”

Kendall and her had known the rumors of their pregnancy had been in full swing. Headlines speculating. Buzzing in Kendall’s ear even at work.

Whenever his colleagues had the balls to blatantly ask if the word on the street was true - that Kendall and his wife were hiding a pregnancy from the public, their friends, and especially their family. Nothing ever stopped Kendall from always answering every prying accusation the same. He’d rehearsed it a thousand times before. Scoffing in their face, shaking his head. “Really? You actually believe that bullshit? You’re too online, man. Unplug.”

Dodging the pointed looks from his dismissive father, deliberately side eyeing him with daggers when a new story hits the tabloids. Sweating men with flashing cameras and no boundaries flood familiar street corners, swarming the blocks of New York fighting to be the first one to get a shot of Kendall and his unconfirmed pregnant wife.

Months ago they could easily sweep all the noise and the chatter under the rug, but that was before she was this far along, that baby bump undeniably sticking out like a watermelon.

The trepidation only worsened and continued. Sneaking doctors appointments with a plethora of bodyguards hired by an intensely paranoid Kendall. Keeping her physically shielded at all costs from the public eye when that beautiful belly sprouted.

All the while Kendall couldn’t resist keeping his hands or his dick to himself.

”None of them matter, nothing they say fucking matters,” Kendall would nearly spit, furiously fucking his hips, stubborn with hard unrelenting rhythm underneath the ruffled soft sheets of their bed. He never pretended like he couldn’t see her wipe away spare tears after seeing yet another outrageous headline speculating, or the sounds of little sniffles muffled by tissue after dark.

When he’d smooth his hands over her belly, an innocent gesture of a soon-to-be father, he’d admire how far his baby’s grown as he’s fucking her into the mattress. ”You’re so beautiful, so brave and strong, having my baby…..” he’d coo, sucking right onto the pulse of her neck. “You’re my angel. Have to make my angel feel good….”

She turns to study the way Kendall’s eyes and micro movements in his facial expression dance around with hyper observance. His fingers reach out and feel down the texture of the coat, lingering longer than needed to admire the fabric. She wonders how much his staring and touching had to do with the new wardrobe staple or how much her unmistakably pregnant body was camouflaged.

“Can maybe put a scarf on too, really take it up a notch. Definitely carrying a bigger bag when we go out, that should cover any other angles. Ken, what do you think?”

Kendall’s eyes are still hypnotically drinking in her figure, now pulling the long zip down, delicately pushing the sleeve along towards the side of her shoulder. Strokes his fingers some more down the globe of her stomach, massaging the belly growing their child. Kendall feels this enormous sense of pride feeling the alien-like way her belly trembled and moved, knowing what exactly it took to get her there. Get her this flushed and knocked up. Flashbacks of holding one of her legs up in the air and fucking her pussy raw haunted Kendall’s brain before he’s equipped to even try answering her simple question.

“The coat? It’s uh — yeah, this looks really fucking sleek, you’re like The Matrix right now. You look fucking…..” he scoffs in disbelief at how she glows more and more for him every goddamn day. “…. phenomenal,” he finished, his hands and that dumbed expression on his face doing most of the talking for him.

“Ken,” she pouted, almost trying to stuff herself right back into the shapeless snug coat. “Baby seriously, does it really hide everything?”

Kendall knows just how terribly she wished she could hide from the public scrutiny, how disgusting the prying eyes felt when she was already filled with enough hormones and distress.

He knows how difficult it’s become, trying to keep the mere idea of this baby’s existence protected from the volatile world. But any nuanced thoughts in his brain had taken a momentary break, pausing to replace those with a helpless hamster on a wheel that only sounded like ”I have to, I wanna fuck more and more babies in you, make us an entire fucking litter, cum inside you enough loads to breed you again and again, have you stay this swelled up so pretty with our baby—“

Kendall wipes the stray bead of sweat built up on his temple, licking his lips as if they’re chapped. His hands dropped from the fabric of the new coat to his lap, unsubtle with making his adjustment to hide the brick already forming a tent in his pants.

“You got hard again just looking didn’t you,” she tisks, making fun of him while finding it endearing nonetheless. He looked just as eager as he had before he put his baby in her, almost salivating while she pulls both the sleeves back off. It pooled in a pile at her feet, leaving only her bare skin after her coat’s absence. “What are we gonna do with you, naughty boy?” she hums. Backs him up against the wooden frame of their bed, finding Kendall’s never ending unquenched thirst for more so enticing. “Baby must already feel how often Daddy gets insatiable.”

Daddy. Even hearing it once tipped him over the edge. Ready to please, he nods hurriedly in response to her teasing.

“Jesus fuck…. do - do anything you want with me, just say the fucking word. Want you to use me good, baby. Have to take good care of my babies,” he nuzzled himself a home in her neck, creeping his hands down to that precious bump and cradling it. She feels his familiar clothed bulge nudge her in the perfect spot. Teasing her front.

“You always take such good care of us,” she corrects him quietly, feeling up his biceps and his warm, beating chest. “Spoiling me.”

He nods his head, furiously agreeing. “Fucking ready to spoil you again right now,” Kendall swore. “Gonna get you twenty more of these coats, hundred more, who cares. You feel sore anywhere today? Here, sit that exhausted pretty ass down and let me get those knots out.”

Those lips of his find hers again, hurrying to get a better taste. Interrupting any retort she could’ve made like Kendall, twenty times the cost of this coat could pay off somebody’s mortgage. Kendall, seeing the bump shouldn’t make you this hard this fast. Kendall—“ but the words are lost.

One palm engulfs her ass, squeezing and kneading. Peppering love bites up and down. He puts a gently stern force in setting her down on the bed facing him. Those fingers find her inner thighs and rub in repeated circles, coaxing the underlying stress to ooze right out of her.

“Working too goddamn hard, need to help my babies relax.”

She would’ve rolled her eyes if she could. Knowing that Kendall hasn’t let her do so much as tie her own shoelaces alone anymore. That he’d never let her lift a finger to work, being that his own mission every single day since and before he’d gotten her pregnant was to alleviate whatever the fuck blocked the way between her and her peace of mind, her happiness, no matter what cost.

Tenderness bleeds off of every grasp and squeeze. She closes her eyes after they threaten to roll back when he takes both her feet in each hand, kneading the tension building up in her heels. It’s music to his ears when she lowly hums in appreciation, sighing.

“Shhhh. I know. That’s it.”

What comes out is only a tangled string of whimpers. Kendall’s dick only strains itself more against the zipper of his trousers. Clenching his jaw, with those tight fists only squeezing the bed of her feet harder.

“Can’t think straight hearing those noises comin’ out of you,” he huffs a half laugh. Plants a series of open-mouthed kisses on her knees, down her legs. One hand now kept itself fastened around her stomach, keeping a loving hold on their growing creation.

“And when have you ever been known for thinking straight?” she laughs dreamily, tingling from Kendall’s indulgent pampering.

“Never, ‘specially not when I’m between these legs….” he scoffs as he’s embracing the visual of spreading them apart.

“That’s exactly how we got here isn’t it,” she agrees with a pointed look down at her protruding bump.

“Oh, I know how we got here. Never gonna fucking forget.”

It’s cunning, knowing, how he looks back up at her between those legs. Wrapping them around his own waist himself, testing the waters with little rocks of his bulge into her hips.

The whimpering comes again, lighting Kendall on fire as he takes one middle finger and finds her clit through her panties. Rubbing and rubbing, feeling her scrunch up from just a little movement of his finger.

“Mm, I know you remember too. Got on top of me and rode me all night, whining for more and more of my cum inside. And I gave it to you, didn’t I?” his voice strains as his fingers swirl around the bud. “Acted so shy that night, but I know you’re not a shy girl anymore when you’re getting dicked.”

“Ken…”

He busies himself with more rounds of kisses on her belly, feeling even through the thin material how she clenched onto and yearned for him inside. She pulls one of his hips further in, cementing his spot to grind against her pussy some more through their clothes, filthy whispers rolling off his tongue to rile each other up some more.

“Fuck…. Fucking taking these off,” he complains. Strips those panties down before ripping his own boxers off, throwing them mindlessly.

Her heart felt like it dropped into her stomach seeing him start to pull and stroke his magnetizing cock. It stays pointing up, veiny and pressed against his belly button while he chokes on labored breaths.

Kendall feels it in the pads of his fingers how wet his tip already is.

“Feel how bad I need you,” he swallows, shoving his hips forward so his cock brushes up and slides deliciously against her leg. Smoothly gliding along the skin.

Her mouth is steadily watering at the very sight, half lidded eyes watching every little thrust and move. Without saying anything she snakes one of his hands down to prove to him that she felt the same fucking thing, his giant palm now perfectly cupping her pussy. It’s like he’s fighting not to pass out when his digits feel that warm, wet and welcoming pool gathered in between her lips.

She waits to hear another thundering retort but his head is empty. Rumbling groans fly out of his throat while his fingers pulse in and out, oscillating between her hole and her clit. Kendall’s eyebrows are pinched like he’s focused, like he’s in furious pain not being inside her. He wonders if she has the telepathy to read his mind easier than reading a children’s book, because she knows he’s hanging on by a thread and he hasn’t even slid home yet.

Watching her blindly grab and guide the tip right at the center of her waiting pussy, he unexpectedly cries out for mercy when it finally breaches, slowly sliding in a couple of inches. Kendall felt like her pussy was his home.

“SHIT, fucking Christ you feel so tight,” he strains himself, feeling those heavenly walls stutter and adjust hot against his member. His resistance now clawing from his inner cage to slide home and never leave. “This pussy’s got me in trouble, G-God that’s it….. Feel me? Feel that?” he emphasizes his point with his hips, shoving his way to her womb and making a squelch leak out from where they’re intertwined. “Make me fucking crazy…..”

“Fuck yes, yeah that’s it Ken…. take care of me, take me, fill me up again.” She pleads, legs flailing around with every thrust home. The bed creeks as it knocks itself rhythmically against the wall, only fueling the animalistic desire.

“Greedy for more of this cum to breed you up all over again, huh? Wanna show everybody how I put that fucking baby in you?”

It’s a warning, she can tell it is. One of her legs is tossed over his shoulder by his force, feeling the new freeing angle to give him more space to work. It allows him to go balls in, stuffing himself to the hilt and smiling down at the obscenely satisfying image of that pretty clit bulging with those lips hugging the entire base of his cock. They’re pressed up so close they share heartbeats, his hand going right back to that bump.

“So beautiful, look at you. Look at what you’re capable of. Look how good you take this dick,” he sighs, pulling himself nearly all the way out before spreading what gushes out along her lips to lube his movements even more. “That’s it, all wet and all mine…. My baby, my pussy….” he mumbles, possessively gripping a breast while he circles his hips.

“Your baby, your pussy, all yours.” she nods, a thick tear streaming down from one of her eyes as she white knuckles his shoulder. He shushes her reassuringly, reaching down to wipe the lone tear off where it trailed up her temple. She watched him take one long lick of the finger that gathered the salty tear. Something about the depravity makes her swell with adoration that this man was the father of her child, of more future children. She feels more unshed tears that want to well up and spill, but Kendall is so attentive and quick, even in the middle of a fuck.

“Shhh it’s okay, it’s all gonna be okay angel. Never letting anything happen to you. Ever.”

She nods like she already knows. The public won’t get to prick themselves under her skin unless they go through Kendall first.

His hips only grew sharper, feeding off the weak whimpering as her body takes him. Engulfing and consuming him whole, and it’s addictive, so addictive that it was on the verge of frightening. To love, to rely and depend solely on somebody else. Mirroring her own tear-stricken cheeks, a tear or two makes its way down from his solemn eyes.

While his dick twitches and leaks as it pistols inside of her, she can’t help but clench down on him the hardest she was able to, feeling the ribbon of tension deep inside him start to whither and threaten to snap.

She sees him dangling off the cliff and all she had to do was guide him off. His pressure points were readily apparent, those sad yearning eyes screaming for her to beg him.

“Baby, baby cum in me, cum inside me again. Can’t get…. can’t get enough,” she mewls, still wide open and sweating from him.

As if the words had a spell attached to them, his hips jolt and stutter on the last thrust inside before his violently twitching girth finally shoots while he’s balls deep. Kendall couldn’t give a fuck if all of New York could hear him when he shouted, buzzing from the tingling waves rushing throughout his body. His cock is milked and drained, used up as he stills inside before smoothing himself right back in, stubborn with never allowing himself to leave her pussy empty again.

Kendall is shaking like an addict that got a fresh high off a fix, boneless when he leans down and carefully keeps all of his weight off her belly and leans down to smother her in a fat kiss.

He doesn’t care that the pent up drool in his mouth gets transferred right into hers. She’s smiling and chuckling into the kiss after another few minutes, and he bites onto her lower lip to shush her.

Feeding his need for his own ritual, he pulls himself back up before getting too carried away again and gently slips himself most the way out, feeling the load he released slowly but surely seep out in grooves. Fuck. He couldn’t contain himself every time he saw it, every time just as invigorating and exciting as the last. He keeps his cock between a closed fist, aiming with precision as he swirls his release around her clit, the sticky mess fueling her pending release. Kendall pays close attention to every twitch and move, watching her succumb to the sensation and tightening up again.

“Like that, yeah, relax under me.” he praises. Whistles low when he feels her clench onto the crown of his tip, desperately seeking more to feel and latch onto. “Love the look on that face when you’re cumming on me. Yeah. Ride it out,” he soothes, lying down more endless kisses onto her neck, shoulder, collarbone. “Ride it out on me.”

She squeezes her eyes shut from the unrelenting spiral of pleasure, still ultra sensitive underneath him.

“Wore you out, baby? Need some rest?”

She still felt as if she were levitating, barely hovering back on earth on the comedown. A lazy nod is all she can answer him with.

Both of them are left heaving and sniffling, wiping away the unspoken salty tears from each other’s cheeks. Kendall scrapes his nails soothingly right into her scalp, other hand still glued to his unborn baby.

He sticks his head down and sweetly face plants right onto her belly button, mumbling:

“Daddy tires Mommy out real good, didn’t he?”

—

[inkcapjester]

Hello! I was wondering if you would think about posting tutorials or stuff like that! I really admire your art style, and there are a lot of things that you were capable of drawing that I and many others are not.

You don't have to respond to this if you don't want to, bye honestly I just need to know how you're able to draw a kiss and make it look natural or, certain poses with characters

You're just really talented and I admire your work! I would love to learn from you if you were inclined to teach💕

i typed this almost all out once and tumblr deleted it so here we go again 🥀🥀

OFCC!! this is so sweet 😭😭 I broke my process down into steps so hopefully it’s easier to understand. This is just a general tutorial, but if you’d like a more in depth one on something specific do let me know and I can try!! I am not a professional (yet) and only a student but I hope my tips can be useful!!

Step by Step tutorial + full speed-paint of my Cassius drawing below cut 💜

Using references has been something I’ve more recently gotten into the habit of, and by god I’ve improved so much because of it. Studio classes really forced me to get used to drawing from reference, and I’m glad I got that push.

For finding references, I usually use Pinterest, or I take my own photos (like for this cover image!! i couldn’t figure out the pose LMAO) For this tutorial, I’m going to be using my recent drawing of Lord Cassius from KotLC as examples of my steps. When I’m searching for references, I like to type phrases and emotions I associate with the character and see what it gives me. For Cassius, I literally searched “Judgmental facial expression man” as my beginning search LOL.

From there, if I’m not immediately finding pictures I want to use, I try finding one that’s within the realm of what I’m looking for, and then continue deep diving under the recommended pictures below the one I clicked on. I find this is a good way to more quickly get the specifics you want, and it’s something I love about Pinterest.

You can also combine images together to create a new pose if you’re not finding exactly what you want! I love hodge-podging pictures together to create my scenes.

Along with pose references, I also like to gather emotion/body language references. Sometimes it’s just looking at different aesthetics I’m going for, and sometimes, like when I’m drawing sokeefe, it’s looking at pictures of couples. I study their facial expressions, and how their bodies interact in a space together, compared to more platonic relationships. I also just think it’s fun to study human behavior lol.

An extra thing I do when find references is also look for clothing inspiration! Especially with fantasy works like KotLC, it’s sometimes hard for me to come up with fashion for them. I often really like taking random elements from a couple different pictures, putting them together to create an outfit, and unifying them through color!

Once I have gathered a bunch of references that I like, I sift through them and pick out the ones I think will go well together, both stylistically and composition-wise. I think it’s important to note that your drawings don’t have to be a 1:1 replica of the reference!! The pictures are there to guide your drawing, but not dictate it. Some parts of the picture I will reference a lot more heavily, often things I struggle with like hands, while things I’m more comfortable with like expressions I will stray from the reference a bit and give it my own flare.

Whether your making a drawing like the ones I will show below (of the multiple smaller drawings of Cassius all laid out on one spread) or more of a scene drawing, I find using the reference photos to roughly “sketch” out how I want the composition to look to be extremely helpful. Especially with digital art, using the images as a rough guide is easy to create multiple compositions to choose from.

As you can see in this picture, I’ve cut out the backgrounds/parts of the reference photos that I don’t need, so I can better see what my composition will actually look like. I’ll have the full speed-paint of my Cassius drawing at the bottom of this post, and in that you can see briefly at the beginning me cutting apart and piecing together a bunch of images, until I landed on this layout.

When actually laying out the images, I always have in mind the viewer’s eye. I want to guide the viewer through the drawing, giving them lots of entertainment while not being an overwhelming amount of information.

When it comes to sketching, I have a lot of different approaches that I use, depending on the time I have and what I need to draw. Most of the time, I lightly trace over the reference image, blocking out any large and important shapes. This makes it a lot easier for my brain to understand and replicate. When I’m tracing, I also like to mark where certain features are, like the nose and eyes, along with the curves of the shapes. That is especially important on the face.

I like to turn the reference off, or put it in another window, bring my traced shapes to the left side, then begin my own drawing on the right. At first, I focus on making sure the proportions are correct and the shapes match. After that, I go back over and adjust the sketch to my style, and the characteristics of whoever I’m drawing. Often the reference image’s face/body will look different from the character, so it’s important to understand the fundamental shapes of the body, and how they are interacting, rather than just copying the image straight up. Here are some examples below from the speed-paint 👇

If I’m feeling stuck and like something doesn’t look right, I’ll hover my drawing over the tracing, and sometimes over the reference to see what is not lining up. Then putting it back off to the side and working on that section. I also flip the canvas a lot, to help my eyes not get too used to my drawing.

I keep repeating that process until all of my images are sketched out in my style and look like the character I want. I’ll also leave notes for myself to remember details I need to add when I’m closer to being done, and don’t want to draw LOL

Also note that some people’s sketches are incredibly neat and thought out, while others’ (like me) opt for figuring out the details in the later stages. Either way works, it’s kinda just what works for you. What sketches need to have are solid fundamentals, and if that’s looking good, then you’re set.

I looooovvveee line art /gen and i know a lot of people don’t which makes me sad 🥀

I get it, it can be tedious, but I really do enjoy bringing my drawing to life and finding all the details I want to add. I used to really struggle with my lineart feeling very stiff compared to my sketch, and it took me a long while to learn how to keep the vibe of the sketch in my final drawing. I’m not always as successful as I want to be, but that’s okay, my goal is to keep learning not to be perfect.

I’ve found that utilizing line weight helps that problem a lottt. Also just having fun with your lines, like in the sketching stage. When I was younger I remember doing line art and needing every.single.pixel to be perfect, and it really sucked all the fun out of it. There are tons of different ways to do line art, and something that helped me get out of that perfectionist mindset was just looking at artists I admired. I studied their speed-paints, what kinda of brushes they used, and how they used line in their line art.

A lot of them had more expressive strokes than I realized, often using the weight of lines to exaggerate the drawing.

The line art doesn’t need to be out-of-this-world to be good. I like using a textured brush, with lines that connect for the most part. I try to put heavier lines on places of emphasis, like the outlines, folds, points, and where lines connect. Usually, the smaller or softer the details, the lighter and thinner the lines.

It took me a long time to find a style of line art that I really enjoyed, and even now sometimes I switch between brushes. Something that art school taught was how important play is. Even just messing around with brushes helped me find how I liked to draw. All of the brushes I use I've found for completely free on Gumroad. If you're ever curious what I use I'd be happy to make a post about it!

Color!!! This is one of my favorite steps, and also the one I find most frustrating. I absolutely love color theory and tweaking colors to look completely different than reality, and it sometimes bites me in the butt lol. Recently I've gotten a lot better with base colors, and I always try to set the background to a mid-tone grey instead of blaring white. I tend to favor saturated yet darkish colors if that makes sense.

The grey background allows the colors to not have to fight so much to be seen against a white background, and also helps me keep my values in check. I'm always thinking about readability in terms of value as well as saturation when I'm coloring.

I always check my values by having a layer above all others filled with white and set to the blending mode saturation. I want the main points of the character to be distinguishable and easy to read, especially from a distance or if you squint. This is why I kinda hate drawing blond characters because it is a lot more difficult to find values of a light skin tone and light hair that are different enough without it looking insane. Some areas I succeed more in terms of "value readability" and some are weaker. Not every single color needs to have extremely different values, but the composition needs to include large areas of varying value. I also use value in my colors to frame things I want to emphasize, like Biana's face in front of her dark hair.

You can also frame pieces of a drawing with the actual colors, like in my Cassius drawing, I wanted the drawing in the foreground to stand out, so I used tints and shades of blue for the outfit behind him. Blues and yellows often go well together, and it gave me a nice opportunity to bring him even more forward.

When it comes to actually choosing colors, I like to chose a color palette for that character ahead of time. I also limit my use of different colors and tones both as a challenge and to make my pieces more cohesive. I love reusing colors, like the whites of a character's eyes being the same as their clothes.

For Cassius, I knew I wanted his palette to be primary golds, whites and blues. White can be a particularly difficult color to make, because it depends so heavily on its environment to exist. This is why I usually chose the brightest white and the skin color first. I absolutely need the white to pop and I need the skin to look alive and well, so those two colors take the highest importance for me. For each character's white, I take a look at the color palette I assigned them, and try a few different kinds of white alongside the skin tone. I try giving them cool and warm undertones that correspond with their color palettes, then chose the combinations I like the best. I always try to master a few colors together at a time. Trying to get all of the colors to work together all at once is overwhelming to me, and often leaves my drawings looking messy.

I know a lot of artists that fill the inside of their character with a base color that they want to tie all the other colors back to, and I've heard that works great too! Color is really something that you learn through play and experimentation. It took me a very long time to get a good grip on it, and even now I stumble sometimes trying to wrangle my colors. Sometimes just going back to the basic color wheel is what helps me get back on track.

The most important thing about color is just that they always exist in context. Take them out of that context, and they can look completely different, like in my example below ^.^ This is a very extreme version of what I would use for a white, but I thought it was a good way to show just how different something reads when its against a different color/value.

As for shading, I've been trying a lot of different techniques lately. I'm in-between shading styles right now, so I'm still trying to figure myself out too!! I do love using masks for shading though. I use them in my more simple/cel-shading, and for when I'm rendering.

The masks have been deleted by this point and I can't pull them from the speed paint :< but these layers I have highlighted came from the same mask. Basically, I make a clipping layer clipped onto the base colors, and fill the entire layer with whatever I want to shade with. Usually I use the layer mode multiply, and set the opacity down to whatever I want. After that, I make a mask of that clipped layer, and use the mask to carve out where I want the light. I like using masks because it lets me mess with opacity without messing with the layer's over all opacity.

After I'm satisfied with what I've carved out, I merge the mask and shading layer. Then, I select the contents of the shading layer, invert that selection, make a new layer, and fill the inverted selection with my lighting color. Then I mess around with blending modes and opacities till I get it how I want it!

If that was confusing I can always go more in-depth about it :] That and anything else that I maybe didn't explain well enough!! I love talking about this stuff and art in general (it's my major for a reason LOL) so please don't hesitate to ask!!!

Here is the Cassius speed-paint as well!!

[pinkpigtailsprincess]

𝜗𝜚 ݁ ˖ Summer Glow up: creating new habits 🎀⭐️ *࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ!

Hi Dolls!! Welcome Back 2 Dollies 2 Months of Summer Glow Up !! 🎀⭐️ Today im gonna talk all about implementing brand new habits in my life !!

> Hobbies !! 🎀

> Academics !! 📒

> Beauty Care !! 🧖‍♀️

> Scheduling !! ☀️

> Taking Baby Steps !! 🛼

❤︎ ໋𓈒 Hobbies!! 🎀

…: This Summer I Plan on Taking up Some brand New Hobbies to keep my self busy and learn about brand new things bc everyday is useful!! and so i can use my time more wisely some hobbies i have in mind are…

- Yoga

- Painting

- Creative Writing

- Learning Japanese + Spanish

- Reading

- Puzzles!

- Blogging

- Learning To Code

- Doll Collecting

- Book Collecting

- Sewing + Crocheting

- Digital Art

- Piano

and obvii im already a blogger but i still added it anyways i will watching videos on how to get into these hobbies and videos on learning Spanish and more Japanese, also fun fact i’ve actually been studying Japanese sine 2021 but i stopped bc it got to hard but im starting back up!! anyways, after i watch the videos im gonna set up a financial list bc i have the fund all of these but its okay bc i can easily get money!! 🎀

❤︎ ໋𓈒 Academics !! 🎀

More Goals of mine are to raise my grades in an academic space bc i do have decent grades but i wanna aim higher and have PERFECT Grades so in turn that means i must study more and have more discipline and not so irresponsible with my time!! and i also wanna study subjects outside of school bc its always good to learn something new!! now for learning tips so far i have..

- Flash Cards

- Practice Methods

- Teaching Someone Else

- Trying to explain it to a 5 yr old

- Study a Week Before

- watch ted talks on topics

- SLEEP

- write out notes

Now i Also Have a list of subjects i want to learn about!!

- drawing facial expressions + bodies

- Sewing Stiches + How to Hem and Crochet

- How 2 Draw Bodies + Poses

- Full Anatomy 4 Both Genders

- Japanese + Spanish + French + ASL

- Color Theory

- Learning Cursive + Improving Handwriting

- Expanding Vocabulary

- Religious Cults

- Case and Law

- Poison and Toxicology

- Astronomy

- Medical Surgical Instruments

- Matriarchal Societies

- Socialism Societies

Now i definitely won’t be able to do all of this all at once bc it would definitely we too stressful so im gonna choose as least 2-3 to start with and study them and just learn! 🎀🧁

❤︎ ໋𓈒 Beauty Care !! 🐬

📧: Now I already have my regular beauty care regime skin,hair,eyebrows,eyelashes etc. but im also more focused on getting weekly treatments & weekly beauty care habits like…

- Nails

- Hair

- Eyelashes

- Face Mask

- Hand + Foot Mask

And i wanna try and find people in my city that can do this especially for nails bc i would go to the nail salon but i feel like they won’t be able to do it exactly how i want it to be !!!

❤︎ ໋𓈒 Scheduling !! ⭐️

Now That im gonna be so busy i need to make sure i also stay organized with my time so it doesn’t lead to stress so ill have my regular school classes on my regular schedule then making dedicated hours to studying Things i wanna learn about + Language Learning!

My Workouts are always early morning before school in the evening hours before i got to bed so i won’t have to worry about that affecting my academics. With my Hobbies i feel like only some of them really need scheduling so ill also make time dedicated to those as well !!!!

Beauty Maintenance will probably always be on weekends for the stuff that weekly/bi weekly like face masks,manipedis,hair etc!!

and last but definitely not least!!

❤︎ ໋𓈒 Taking Baby Steps !! ⭐️

This whole process is still all new too me so i’ll definitely only be doing a little at a time and working my way up and i get more familiar with the change in my daily life and i won’t pressure my self to complete everything extremely quickly and just take my time with everything! bye bye dolls tysm 4 keeping up with me while doing this kisses 4 all of u!!! 🎀⭐️

[kyalbrownart]

Hiya !! Absolutely adore your sonic frontiers animation :'>

I was wondering if you have some advice on something, I've been trying to animate battle scenes recently, I know how the characters act and what their personalities are like, but I can't seem to get their body language portray said traits.. Any advice on that at all?

thanks either way rlly :>

Hiyaa! Really glad you like the Frontiers animation!

And sure, I'm no master but I'll try my best to give some tips. Apologies for the essay, I can never give short tips!

(might edit this way down when I have time)

Keep in mind not just a characters' personality and traits, but also their emotions. Our emotions are expressed by our body language even when we're feeling neutral. How are you feeling right now? Are you sitting? How exactly are sitting? Slouched because you're bored? Sitting up-right because you're trying to focus? Apply those thoughts to your characters too.

Don't forget facial expressions and hands too. We don't only show body language through the larger parts of our body.

Acting things out is a good tip. Animators also have to be actors! Record yourself doing actions, watch yourself closely in the mirror trying to portray a character. Even if you're doing a fight scene and you can't fight yourself. I animated Amy dodging missiles like it was ballet, none of which I can do... but I absolutely had to act it out a looooot until it looked and felt right haha. It might feel silly but it's important to understand how your body works, and therefore your characters.

Practice gesture drawings. This is also an important tip. If you learn how to draw poses clearly it'll help greatly with animation. We often need to exaggerate things, especially body language. Look into "Line of Action" as well. I swear it's something so simple but when I learned about it and started applying it to drawings I was like :OOOOO

Observe real life. Watch strangers you know nothing about and try to come up with what kinda person they might be, or how they feel based on what you see of their body language. Or in the case of fight scenes, watch real fight scenes or action scenes you enjoy. Study it and use as reference. Doesn't just have to be fights, sports in general can help. Athletes are CRAZY dynamic!! Look at some photos... like, how does our body even move like that!?

I hope that helps even a bit! :)

[hotch33tos22]

Keigo Tamaki “Hawks” x “Villain accomplice” Reader

“Soulmates”

🌙scenario

You were apart of a villain group,pretty well known around Japan. You were raised as a child, refusing to help them or harm anyone but yet you were considered a villain for being an “accomplice”. It was a world where meeting your soulmate was pretty high. Hawks was undercover trying to find more about the dangerous group of villains posing as one.

His plans went downhill as soon as you and him talked as he posed accidentally revealing his identity, your name appeared on his wrist. He knows you have his on yours. Now, not only do you know his real name, but you know his location. He needed to get you to trust him. He prayed to whatever God that was laughing at him gave him a bit of luck in this. He wanted to save you.

"You have a minute to chat?"

"Um sure..." you told him a bit unease by his intentions,

"but we have to hurry..."

He looked relieved that you agreed to let him talk to you. He nods before opening his mouth to speak, but stopped himself. He glanced around, trying to find a good spot where they could talk privately.

"Follow me," he said and started walking to a different corridor, hoping you'd follow.

You followed in a hurry as you looked around for any suspicion. He walked a few hallways down before he found a secluded room.

"In here," he said as he stepped inside, holding the door open for you to go in as well.

You thanked him and headed in as you looked at him with a confused look,

"what is it you wished to speak about?.."

He quickly closes the door behind him, a bit of nervousness on his face. He sighed and leaned against the wall, crossing his arms across his chest.

"I want to know you more," he said bluntly, not beating around the bush.

You were shocked by his response you've been researching on your own about him, the number 2 hero wanted to know more of you...

"T-that's surprising..." you let out softly but furrowed your brows

"But we can't..."

He pushed himself off the wall, walking closer to you, taking long, purposeful strides. He stared down at you with his golden eyes, clearly interested. You were his soulmate, he wanted to get close to you despite his better judgment.

"Why can't we?" he asked, his voice quiet, almost a whisper.

"T-this isn't right... I've commuted my life here..."

He slowly reached a hand out, his fingers gently grasping your chin so he could tilt your face up. He stared down at you silently, as if studying and examining your facial expressions, hoping that he could find a hint about how you were really feeling.

"You're my soulmate," he said, the words falling from his lips like a statement of fact.

"I-I know but I researched about you and ... any time you could just ruined the life's of those whom are here..." you spoke softly, you also wanted to know more but this wasn't right.

He let out a scoff, his grip gently pulling at your chin as he pulled your face closer toward him. He stared at you, his intense stare searching your eyes for all the answers that you won't say out loud.

"Is that all you think of me?" he asked, a hint of anger in his voice. He couldn't believe that you thought he'd just upend your life for his own satisfaction.

"A-as much as I want to know about you I can't..." you looked at him with pleading eyes trying to make him understand you.

He stared down at you for a few moments, his eyes narrowing slightly as his grip on your chin tightened ever so slightly. He wanted to pull you even closer to him, to force you to give him a better answer, but he restrained himself.

"Then why did the universe pair you with me?" he asked, his voice now a bit more frustrated than before.

"I'm not sure..." you really weren't, this was the worst paring you've seen happen and what was worse was it happened to you.

He watched as your expression became more troubled, clearly conflicted as thoughts run through your mind. He let out another scoff, annoyed that you were being so difficult. His grip on your chin didn't loosen, his fingers still holding your face up towards him.

"Tell me the truth," he said firmly, his voice low and serious. He wanted, no needed, to know the real reason why you were rejecting him.

"I... I can't leave this place... I treasure it... with all my heart..." you sighed as you didn't feel any pain in his grip you knew he didn't have any harmful intentions.

His intense stare searched your face for a few more moments before he let out a sigh of his own. He released his grip on your chin, letting his hand fall to his side. He took a step back, putting a little bit of distance between you two, his eyes still locked on you.

"Then tell me, do you treasure me at all?" he asked, his voice quiet, almost vulnerable. He was trying to keep his cool, but it was clear how much his question was affecting him.

Your eyes widen in shock as you heard his words "do you treasure me at all?", those words remained on your mind entirely.

"I-I..."

He watched as your eyes widened at the question, an almost hopeful expression etched across his face. He was desperately trying to read your facial expressions, waiting for the answer to his question. His heart was beating hard in his chest, the anticipation making him almost nervous.

"Yes or no," he prompted quietly, his eyes still locked on you, searching for any sign of how you truly felt about him.

"-I don't know" you eyes narrowed down,

His expression darkened slightly as soon as the words left your mouth. He took a step closer again, his hand reaching out to touch your chin again, tilting your face up to look at him. His eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and disappointment.

"You don't know?" he repeated, his voice a low, almost dangerous tone. "After everything, you still don't know if you treasure me or not?"

You clasped your hands around his softening his gaze

"I-I can't leave..., Do you understand me...?"

He looked down at your hands clasped around his, a soft sigh escaping his lips. He understood your position, hell, it was the same as his, yet he couldn't help but have a small feeling of disappointment. He wanted you to say that you treasured him, despite the circumstances. Despite his better judgment.

"I do," he said quietly, his voice soft and low. He looked at you intently, his eyes trying to convey how he was feeling without words.

"I treasure you... dearly..." you felt the warmth of his hands "b-but I don't know what to do..." you told him as your heart ached could you really leave?, would you feel guilty?..

His expression softened a little bit when you told him that you treasured him. A slight sigh escaped his lips, his eyes still locked on yours. He could see the conflict in your eyes, the internal struggle that you were going through, and he understood it all to well.

"I... I know," he replied quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. He could see how conflicted and distressed you were, and he wanted to do something, anything, to ease your mind.

His thumbs caress the back of your hands gently, his touch soft and warm. His eyes watched you closely, studying your facial expressions, trying to read you.

"Can I ask you a question?" he inquired, his voice low and soft. He wanted to ask you something that had been on his mind since meeting you, but he was a little hesitant to say it out loud.

"Y-yes..?" You responded softly as you felt his touch warm your heart.

He took a slight pause, still gently caressing the back of your hands with his thumbs. He looked down, suddenly seeming unsure and nervous about what he was going to ask you. He took a moment to gather his thoughts before looking back up at you, his eyes locking with yours. He took a deep breath before asking his question:

"If I asked you to run away with me, right now... would you do it?"

"W-what?!.." you screamed but whispered softly trying not to alert the others

"d-do you mean it?.."

He quickly looking around the room to make sure no one had heard it. Once he was sure the coast was clear, he looked back at you and nodded, a serious but gentle expression on his face.

"I mean it," he replied, his voice low and firm. He was dead serious. If you agreed, he would take you and run right then and there.

"I-..." you pause as memories of this place replace, the struggles, pain it cause you but you still couldn’t leave..

His eyes widened at your response, a look of surprise and relief washing over his face.You had said yes.

He hadn't expected you to agree so easily, but he thanked whatever God was in charge of fate for that. He squeezed your hands gently in reassurance as a gentle smile appeared on his lips.

He wanted to say something, to express his gratitude and happiness at your decision, but his words failed him. So instead he just pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around you in a tight embrace. He held you close, his chin resting gently on top of your head. As you welcomed his embrace you felt his heart beat rapidly, you snuggled against him as you felt his hug tighter.

He held you close against his chest, his arms wrapping around you like a protective barrier. He breathed in your scent, memorizing it as if it was the last time he'd get to be so close to you. He gently nuzzled his face against the top of your head, his chin lightly rubbing against your hair. He was trying to calm his rapidly beating heart, but it refused to slow. It was pounding loudly, like a loud drum in his chest, the sound in his ears almost deafening, his wings surrounded you and him.

He gently pulled away from the embrace just enough to look down at you, his arms still wrapped around you. His eyes roamed over your face, taking in every detail as if he was seeing you for the first time. He reached up and gently caressed your cheek, his touch tender and loving.

"I can't believe you're actually coming with me," he breathed out, his voice a mixture of disbelief and relief.

You looked up at you could tell he was happy, releaved...

"Yes..." you whispered softly, His smile grew wider at your response, a warm, gentle expression on his face. He gently cupped your face in his hands, his thumbs tracing over the contour of your cheekbones, almost as if to make sure this was real and not a dream.

He couldn't believe that you had agreed to leave with him, to start a new life together.

It was like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders, and for the first time in a long time he felt... hopeful.

He gently pulled you closer to him again, enveloping you in his embrace once more.

He buried his face in your hair, his arms wrapping around you tightly as he held you close against him. He breathed deeply, savoring your scent and warmth as he took a moment to just be in this moment with you. Finally, he pulled away again, his hands still gently holding your face as he looked deeply into your eyes.

"We should probably get going. The longer we stay here, the higher the chance someone will find us," he said quietly, his voice a soft, low whisper.

You nodded in agreement,

"W-wait..."

He looked down at you as you spoke, a curious expression on his face. His hands were still resting gently on your cheeks, his touch warm and protective. He tilted his head slightly, silently asking you to continue. You leaned into his lips closely as you stopped your self hoping he's continue waiting for a response in his body to move along, He watched as you leaned closer to him, your face closing in on his own.

His heart skipped a beat as he realized what you were about to do, and for a moment he froze. But then, almost instinctively, he leaned in as well, his lips capturing yours in a soft, tender kiss. He pulled you closer to him, his arms wrapping around you like a vice, holding you tightly against him as he deepened the kiss passionately.

"M-mph!!." Your heart fluttered, you loved hawks... after everything he was still willing to be with you, to protect you, and to treasure you.

You deepened his kiss as you your tongue was eager for more, He felt your tongue seeking entrance, and he happily granted it. His own tongue met yours in a dance that was both familiar and thrilling at the same time. His arms tightened around you, pulling you flush against him as he deepened the kiss even more. He relished the feeling of your body pressed against his, the warmth and the intimacy of the moment filling him with a sense of happiness and contentment that he hadn't known in a long time.

You couldn't breath but it didn't matter to you because all you had was him, He was the first to pull away from the kiss, his heart racing and his breathing ragged. He leaned his head down, pressing his forehead against yours as he gasped for air. He was overwhelmed with emotions. Happiness, anticipation, relief, but most of all, love. He loved you more than anything in the world, and now he was finally getting the chance to be with you, without all the complications and obstacles in their way.

He pulled away just enough to look down at you, his eyes roaming over your face again, taking in every detail.

He smiled gently as he saw your tears of joy and the way your eyelashes fluttered and your tongue stuck out as you panted. He gently wiped away the tears from your cheeks, his hand moving to caress your hair as he spoke.

“f-fuck..” he let out a soft grow as his body betrayed to keep calm..

"You're beautiful," he whispered, his voice full of love and tenderness. He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on your forehead, his lips lingering against your skin for a moment before he pulled away again.

"H-hawks..." you panted as you slightly moaned out his name

He swallowed hard as he heard you moan out his name, the sound of it sending a shiver down his spine. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, his heart racing in his chest. His body ached to be closer to you, to feel your skin against his once again.

"Yes, my love?" he breathed out, his voice low and gravelly. His lips gently caressed your skin as he moved down to your neck, leaving tiny, soft kisses along the way.

You looked at him eagerly,

"I-just once more k-kiss..." your cheeks fluttered

He smiled at how eager and impatient you were for his touch. He gently took your face in his hands again and looked down at you for a moment, just taking in your flushed cheeks and eager expression. His eyes roamed over your face, savoring the way you looked in this moment.

"You know I can't say no to you," he murmured quietly before leaning in and capturing your lips in another passionate kiss. His lips moved against yours hungrily, his tongue immediately seeking access to your mouth.

As you felt his tongue ask for it to be let it you opened it in a hurry you wanted to feel his touch... as he pulled away he kissed your neck softly hearing your sweet moan as he left marks.

He could feel your eagerness in the way you opened your mouth for him, and it only fueled his own desire. He pulled away from your mouth and moved to your neck, his lips kissing and biting the tender flesh there. He left behind small markings as his mouth moved across your skin, wanting to leave evidence of his touch.

His body ached with need as he listened to the sweet moans and sounds you were making, the sounds music to his ears to hear how much you wanted him as much as he wanted you.

And with that you both made your plan to escape... and love eachother with all eternity.

Everything was set, they had a plan and the only thing left to do was execute it. But for now, they both still clung to each other, savoring the moment before they left.

Hawks held you tightly in his arms, his face buried in the crook of your neck as he breathed you in once more. He couldn't help himself, he never wanted to let go. But he knew that they couldn't stay here much longer, they had to leave.

"Are you sure you're ready?" he whispered into your ear, his voice soft and gentle.

"Yes..." you whispered in his ear softly

He nodded against your neck, his arms tightening around you protectively. He could feel your heart racing in your chest, your breathing still ragged from their passionate kisses earlier. He pulled away slightly, just enough so he could look down at you, a serious expression on his face.

"We'll be fine, I promise. I won't let anything happen to you," he said quietly kissing you once more.

He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. He took your hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Let's go."

[plurralthiing]

Greetings! To start of: I ABSOLUTELY ADORE YOUR ARTSTYLE!!! the way the characters look both round/softer yet very adorable, the color scheme, the way you render and so much more!!!

Sorry if this is a bit intrusive but... may you kindly with cherries on top give a lil' tutorial on how you do anatomy? If you want to do it of course...

HI GWAAHHH THANK YOU WHAT !

sacondly..... not intrusive at all!!! i'd be happy to explain (im praying you can follow along though cause im horrid at explaining stuff ashdfkahsdf)

im predicting this post will be EXTREMELY long so it will be under a cut :]

play this in the bg for the Full Experience if you want /silly /not forced

OK SOOOO the way i've learned to draw anatomy is by viewing the body as a bunch of "building blocks". this is honestly the way i've learned to draw like. everything (everything is just made of shapes if you look hard enough!!!!!), but anatomy and organic things in general are a big more complicated in the sense that these shapes connect in really weird ways and sometimes (often, depending on the style) can't just be summarized as "circle" and "square"

the way i view bodies is like this! the numbers are mainly there to show the order in which *i* place these blocks, but by no means is this the order anyone has to follow! fuck up the numbers if you want!!!! start from 6 and head to 1 if you want!! whatever makes you happy :]

but after this base sketch is done, you can basically continue drawing details like clothes, facial expressions, hair, etcetc, and soon you can have your very own gay man like the one here (or. whatever youre drawing)! (you'll also notice i tweaked the arm on the left a bit cause it was messing with me)

obviously though theres other body types out there! and luckily this "building block" thing also applies there too!

(drawing armor is also a series of building blocks as well except its less organic and more rigid/shape-y and requires a prayer to the god you hold dear)

(not very well drawn to scale cause i forgor)

you can draw all kinds of bodies if you view the body as just a series of shapes! obviously, your own personal style may impact how many shapes you see/draw, especially for more realistic styles, but generally i view em like this!

for especially complex poses, especially ones that involve perspective, its good to try to view the shapes in a more "3d" way. you can always grab a throwaway canvas/paper and practice some perspective on the side with some super simple shapes! (like how you mightve drawn 3d cubes n stuff on a 1-point or 2-point perspective plane when you were in like 6th grade or smthn i havent been to high school in years i dont remember what the grade is) drawing on the side, especially when you dont take it super serious and just kinda dick around, helps you learn a surprising amount :] if you dont get it down the first time, thats all good! there's always the 2nd, 3rd, 5th, 10th, 500th, 1 billionth, fucktillionth time you can do it :]

as for digitigrade/furry stuff, as well as more specific parts of the body (looking at you HANDS.), they also follow the building block stuff, just kinda in a really weird way!!

as much as i love to draw him, beenilla is literally just a mess of limbs and stuff and it takes a long ass time to draw him sometimes (especially with unique poses), but he also follows the general "building block" stuff too! his is more pronounced since his arms have visible joints, and are more divided into basically a bunch of ovals and circles, but the shapes thing still applies!

for hands and paws, they also do as well (again, just about everything out there is made up of simple shapes!). they definitely take! practice to learn! drawing them can be a pain in the ass but learning them is very worth it :] i personally only draw characters with 4 fingers since its easier for me to do (who needs the pinkie anyways)!

a good thing to check out as well are references from real life *and* studying from other artists and analyzing their works and how they use certain techniques! a majority of what ive learned is from analyzing other artists actually, it's incredibly fun to see how different artists do different things and how they execute them! speedpaints can be wonderful sources of learning for this reason :]

lastly, FUCK AROUND AND FIND OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IM SO SERIOUS sticking with the same old stuff may reinforce the skills you're practicing, but NEVER be afraid of doing new things or diving into new styles and trying a new pose! sure it may look like jank the first couple of times around, but that is the learning process!!!!!!!!!!! to learn new things requires you to *do* new things, and i think theres always time to learn! thats why i think art is such a fun wonderful subject, cause you learn so much from it!!!!!!!!! and you can just do fuckin ! whatever!! just start doin stuff!!!!

i have to leave for work rn so im ending this really abruptly im so sorry but YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my weird tutorial i hope it made sense ajshdfkahsd

[byuteablanc]

One Human and a Whole Lotta Bones! | Skeleharem x Gender Neutral Reader

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Heya! I hope you enjoy! Please go to the bottom of this post to find the beginning or a different chapter than this one!

If you prefer to read on AO3, click here

Chapter Five: Black Out

You were getting dressed, pulling up your pants. You felt like your eyelids were about to plummet with the way you were fighting to keep your eyes open.

Taking a deep breath, you attempted to ignore the migraine developing all over your head. Putting in your shirt, the sudden tension on your head made it infinitely worse. It was like someone was putting nails to the chalkboard of your brain, ringing through your whole body with an unending screech.

You felt uneasy, realizing you were even leaning a little to the right. Going into a momentary t-pose to steady yourself, you turn your desk chair towards you and sit in it for a moment.

You could feel the weight of your own saliva pooling in your mouth, your automatic swallowing suddenly became manual. You felt like you wanted to hurl.

You groan, attempting to rub your temples to soothe the pain. Unfortunately this was a futile effort, your pain spread farther than where your fingers could all reach. Mustering the energy, you stand up on your two feet, motivating yourself to keep going.

Grabbing your back pack from its place beside your desk, you haul it onto your back. It feels way heavier than usual. Maybe it was the fatigue?

You exited your room, closing the door behind you. You dragged your body across the hallway and to the stairwell. Looking down at it, it seemed a lot bigger than usual. You gripped the railing, cautiously stepping down to the main floor. Every step seemed to seep your energy more and more and more, it felt like you were descending down a steep cliff with heavy equipment.

You finally reached the ground floor, surprisingly having not fallen. You suddenly felt triumphant. You continued your walk up to the kitchen, Blue and Edge were exchanging conversation while Blue washed the dishes.

“SO YEAH, THE GIRL EXPLODED. SAD STORY REALLY— HELLO HUMAN!” Edge greeted, noticeably not calling you by your name.

“Hey,” you replied, your fatigue showing.

“OH GREAT TORIEL Y/N, YOU LOOK A MESS!” Blue commented, stopping his dish washing to momentarily study you.

Your eyes blinked asynchronously in response.

Wait, why was a nineties style version of Blue standing next to him.

“NOBODY WILL BELIEVE YOU, BRAH.” 90’s Blue commented.

You were horrified.

Suddenly, your shoulders were grabbed and you felt your body conflate back and forth. You looked up to Edge, who was apparently shaking you. “WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, HUMAN? ARE YOU BROKEN OR SOMETHING?” Edge exclaimed, which made your migraine scream in agony.

“EDGE! STOP THAT! YOU SEEM TO BE HURTING THEM! AT LEAST THAT’S WHAT THEIR FACIAL EXPRESSION LOOKS LIKE.” Blue reprimanded, grabbing Edge’s right arm. “BUT SERIOUSLY THOUGH, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU Y/N?”

Your head was pounding, you felt like your skull was melting, and all the colors around you seemed to both be brighter and meld together. You were still seeing weird 90’s Blue who was whispering cryptic nonsense into your ear which you tried to ignore.

“My head…Please… Quiet…” Were the only words you could muster before everything faded to black.

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EDGE’S POV

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“My head…Please… Quiet…” Y/N MUTTERED.

Y/N THEN WENT SLICK IN MY ARMS, QUICKLY REPOSITIONING THEM TO CATCH Y/N BEFORE THEY FELL TO THE GROUND.

“I DIDN’T DO IT! I SWEAR!” I QUICKLY DEFENDED MYSELF.

BLUE EXHALED, LOOKING QUITE NERVOUS ABOUT THE SITUATION. “I KNOW EDGE! WHAT DO WE DO?”

“I DON’T KNOW!! WHAT DO YOU THINK WE SHOULD DO??” I REPLIED BACK, STILL HOLDING A LIMP HUMAN NOODLE IN MY HANDS.

“I HAVE NO IDEA!! MAYBE WE SHOULD TAKE THEM TO THE HOSPITAL?” BLUE THOUGHT IN RESPONSE, LOOKING NOTABLY PANICKED.

TAKING A DEEP BREATH, I THEN EXHALED. I, THE MOST EVIL PAPYRUS WILL NOT FALTER AT SUCH A PREDICAMENT! “WE SHOULD CALL CINNABAR! HE HANGS AROUND THE HUMAN OFTEN, HE SHOULD KNOW WHAT TO DO!”

“AGREED!” BLUE REPLIED, PULLING OUT HIS PHONE AND DIALING THE AFOREMENTIONED THING. BEFORE CINNABAR COULD EVEN SAY HELLO, BLUE YELPED, “THE HUMAN FAINTED AND WE DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!”

“What??!!!” CINNABAR RESPONDED, SEEMINGLY ATCTGE TOP OF HIS LUNGS. “Oh Great Toriel! I’m On My Way!”

BEFORE ME OR BLUE COULD EVEN GET A WORD IN, HE HUNG UP. “SOME HELP THAT WAS!” I HUFFED, FRUSTRATED.

“MAYBE WE SEARCH UP WHAT TO DO??” BLUE SUGGESTED, I CONCURRED. WE MIGHT BE RUNNING OUT OF TIME! CINNABAR WOULD KILL THE BLUE IF THE HUMAN DIED ON HIS WATCH. BUT WITH I, CINNABAR WOULD NEVER EVEN DARE FACE ME!

“OK SO, THE INTERNET SAYS TO CHECK FOR A PULSE!” BLUE ANNOUNCED, SQUINTING TO ANALYZE THE SEARCH RESULTS BEFORE HIM. I QUICKLY PINCHED THE HUMAN’S WRIST, I FELT A PULSE. THE HUMAN, EVEN WHILE UNCONSCIOUS, SEEMED TO WINCE AT MY TOUCH. I FELT AN UNFAMILIAR PRICK OF A FEELING IN MY SOUL.

“DON’T BE TOO HARD EDGE! HUMANS ARE FRAGILE!”

“I KNOW THAT!” I SNAPPED BACK, TAKING BLUE SLIGHTLY OFF GUARD.

I SIGHED. “WHAT ELSE DID THE RESULTS SAY?”

BLUE PIPED UP, REMINDED OF HIS OBJECTIVE. “OH! THEY SAID TO, IF THE PULSE IS STILL GOING, CALL EMERGENCY RESPONSE!“

I LOOKED AT BLUE INCREDULOUSLY FOR A MOMENT.

“YEAH I DON’T WANNA DO THAT EITHER MWEHEH…” HE TOOK A PAUSE, SMILING AWKWARDLY. “BUT IT DID SAY THAT WE CAN JUST LAY THE HUMAN DOWN IN THE MEANTIME!”

LISTENING TO HIS INFORMED ADVICE, I WALK TO THE DEN TO LAY THE HUMAN DOWN.

“NOW WHAT?” I INQUIRE, CROSSING MY ARMS.

BLUE PONDERS FOR A MOMENT, “THE HUMAN DID SAY SOMETHING ABOUT THEIR HEAD BEFORE FAINTING, WHICH LEADS ME TO BELIEVE SOMETHINGS WRONG WITH IT!”

BLUE ADDS ON, “AND IF HUMAN HEAD AILMENTS ARE ANYTHING LIKE OURS, THE HUMAN MIGHT BENEFIT FROM A COLD CLOTH TO THE FOREHEAD!” HE PAUSES FOR A SECOND. “UH, I-I’LL GO GET IT!”

NOW LEFT WITH THE UNCONSCIOUS HUMAN, I CAN’T HELP BUT STARE AT THE HUMAN. THEIR EXPRESSION IS FILLED WITH THIS… NONCHALANT AGONY? LIKE THEY’RE GOING THROUGH A LOT, BUT AREN’T ABLE TO SHOW IT. I THINK I FEEL—

“BACK!” BLUE EXCLAIMED, SNAPPING ME FROM MY THOUGHT. “HERE YOU GO HUMAN, PLEASE FEEL BETTER!” BLUE PLEADS, PLACING THE SLIGHTLY DAMP, COLD TOWEL ON THEIR FOREHEAD.

“THEY’RE NOT CONSCIOUS, IDIOT.” I ROLLED MY EYES.

BLUE FROWNED. “YEAH EDGE, I CAN SEE THAT! I’M JUST WISHING THEM WELL! — IT’S CALLED BEING NICE.”

“WHAT’S WORTH BEING NICE WHEN THEY CAN’T EVEN HEAR YOU?” I RAISED A BROW.

BLUE LOOKED SURPRISED. “WOW, SO YOU ONLY LIKE TO GIVE GOOD WISHES WHEN PEOPLE CAN HEAR YOU?”

I UNCROSSED MY ARMS, LAYING THEM ON MY HIPS ARGUMENTATIVELY. “THAT IS NOT WHAT I SAID—!”

“BUT THAT’S WHAT YOU MEANT…” BLUE EYED ME.

I SNARLED. “NO, YOU BUMBLING BASTARD!”

“‘BASTARD’?! HOW DARE YOU, YOU RAPSCALLION!” BLUE RETORTED.

I BEGAN TO CHUCKLE. “‘RAPSCALLION’? AND HOW OLD ARE YOU EXACTLY?”

“OLDER THAN YOU.”

“I CAN TELL, YOU’RE CERTAINLY MORE DECREPIT!”

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Cinnabar’s Pov

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I Hate Traffic. I Hate Human Biology. I Hate Everything.

Of Course Someone Had An Accident On The Freeway. And Of Course, In A Frenzy Trying To Get Home, I Didn’t Check The Traffic Report!!

So, Now I’m Stuck In A Sea Of Cars While My Dearest [Y/n] Is In Desperate Need Of Me!

Oh My Mind Is Just Running With Possibilities. What If [Y/n] Was Currently Choking On Pain Meds? What If Edge And Blue Were Just Arguing Over What To Do And Not Actually Helping? What If Those Two Idiots Lit [Y/n] On Fire Thinking It Would Help?

Anything Could Happen With Those Two…

Anything!!!

I Just Have To Get Back Home!

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BLUE’S POV

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I HATE EDGE!

HE’S SO RUDE ALL THE TIME! I’M CONVINCED HE CAN ONLY SAY MEAN THINGS!

WE’RE CURRENTLY ON OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE ROOM WITH OUR ARMS CROSSED, LOOKING AWAY FROM EACH OTHER.

“ARE YOU READY TO APOLOGIZE?” EDGE ASKED, WITH A DISTINCT SNARK TO IT.

I TURNED AROUND TO MEET HIM. “ME? APOLOGIZE?? YOU’RE THE ONE THAT NEEDS TO APOLOGIZE!” I YELL, POINTING AT HIM ACCUSINGLY.

EDGE LAUGHED IN MY FACE. “ I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU’RE THIS IMMATURE! WAIT, I CAN BELIEVE IT!” HE TOOK A PAUSE TO CONTINUE LAUGHING. “ME CALLING YOU DECREPIT IS A FACT, YOU HAD TO REALIZE IT EVENTUALLY.”

I SIGHED, SMIRKING IN ANGER. “FINE, IF *I’M DECREPIT, THEN YOU’RE A RAGING, FUSSY BABY! I NEED EARPLUGS JUST TO BE AROUND YOU!!”

“WELL AT LEAST I ENUNCIATE MY PRESENCE. BETTER TO MAKE MYSELF KNOWN THAN BE OBSOLETE.” EDGE RETORTED, ONCE AGAIN LOOKING SNARKY AND FULL OF HIMSELF.

“YOU DON’T HAVE TO DO THAT EDGE. WE ALL LITERALLY *LIVE TOGETHER! YOUR “PRESENCE”— I USE AIR QUOTES —“IS ALREADY KNOWN!” I EXPLAIN, ABOUT READY TO FACE PALM.

“WELL.. I JUST FIND IT NECESSARY!”

I CHORTLE. “GOOD TORIEL EDGE, A 4 YEAR OLD COULD COME UP WITH A BETTER COMEBACK.”

EDGE’S EYE SEEMED TO TWITCH. “YOU LITTLE SHIT!“

HE SUMMONED A LARGE BONE AND ATTEMPTED TO SLICE ME WITH IT. I DODGE IT WITH EASE, EDGE’S STRIKES ARE CHILD’S PLAY!

“WOW EDGE, YOU CAN’T DO WORDS WELL SO YOU RESORT TO VIOLENCE! TYPICAL..” I TURNED MY HEAD AWAY SMIRKING, ACTING MATURE OF COURSE!

HE WENT TO SLICE ME AGAIN, MISSING ME BY A WIDE MARGIN. I LAUGHED, “YOU FIGHT LIKE AN UNEXPERIENCED CADET! ARE YOU SURE YOU’RE A ROYAL GUARD?”

EDGE GUFFAWED, LOOKING SURE OF HIMSELF. “I WOULDN’T SPEAK SO SOON...” HE POINTED HIS BONE SWORD TO THE FLOOR.

FOLLOWING THE GESTURE WITH MY EYE LIGHTS, I GASPED.

“MY JACKET!” I EXCLAIMED, SEEING THE LOWER HALF OF IT ON THE FLOOR. I FALL TO MY KNEES IN MOMENTARY DEFEAT.

“DIDN’T TAKE ME FOR A TAILOR NOW DID YOU? I WOULD SAY THIS IS MY BEST WORK!” EDGE GLOATS, CONTINUING, “I HAVE THE HONOR OF WORKING ON YOUR

FAVORITE

JACKET.”

THE ROOM GETS DARK.

I HOLD THE REMAINS OF MY JACKET IN MY HANDS. SCOWLING SO HARD MY FANGS SHOW, I SUMMON BONE OF MY OWN BEFORE STANDING UP. “OK ASSHOLE, YOU’RE ON.”

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Your POV

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You were currently dreaming, imagining a fight between two bears.

You were strangely locked in place, forced to hear the bickering before you. You weren’t even able to break up the fight with your words, whenever you tried to speak bubbles came out??

You were so seriously irritated that you wanted to cover your ears, but you couldn’t even do that!

The argument itself came out as just a bunch of nonsensical groans as the two bears snarled at each other. You were weirdly trying to follow along with what the bears were saying, not really making any of it out. They both were definitely evenly matched in shouting, your ears paid the price.

Then one bear pushed the other.

Suddenly, the argument between the two bears sprung into a frenzy of physical attacks. Claws were out. Fangs were brandished. Nothing could get these two to quit it. They upset the surrounding area to a moderate degree, leaving claw marks and cracks in their wake.

The dream then pivoted to a different bear on a unicycle, trying his best to navigate through the forest that kept getting in his way. You were even more confused by this, but was honestly relishing the quiet panic of this bear over the chaos of the others. You found yourself rooting for the bear, hoping he could get to his destination.

But you can’t ever be happy so you turn back to the angry bears, still exchanging blows and decimating the area around their anger.

As if it was the climax to their fight, in their tizzy, they knocked over a nearby tree creating a loud

BOOOOM!!

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Cinnabar’s Pov

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“Finally, I’m Off The Freeway!“ I Exclaim To Myself, Letting Out A Sigh Of Relief.

My Mind Was Consumed By A Fantasy Of A Knight In Shining Armor And His Damsel In Distress, Coming To Save Them From A Terrible Ailment. I’m The Knight Of Course, And [Y/n], My Handsome Damsel. “I’m Coming My Beloved!”

Opening My Eyes To Reality, I Abruptly Came To A Stop When The Car In Front Of Me Got Too Close. I Frowned, Frustrated, Leaning To The Side To See What Was In Front. There Was *Another Car Accident!

I Took A Deep Breath.

“AHHH-“

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Your POV

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You abruptly jolted awake by the loud noise, eyes wide, heart beating from being startled.

You looked in the direction of the noise, seeing the nice center table in the den in two splintered pieces. The glass that ordained parts of it cracked and disfigured.

Blue is on top of Edge, pinning him down with one of those bones that skeletons can apparently summon at will.

Broken out of their angered stupor, the two realize what they’ve done and quickly get up to survey the damage. And they notice that you’re up.

Looking between you and the broken coffee table, Edge starts. “IT WAS HIS FAULT!” He points to Blue.

“WHAT?? FIRST OF ALL, YOU STARTED IT! SECOND, YOU DESTROYED MY JACKET—“

Edge cut off Blue. “AHEM! YOU MEAN MADE IT BETTER.”

Ignoring him, Blue continued. “THIRD, THIS IS NOT MY FAULT!”

“IS TOO!”

“IS NOT!”

“IS TOO!”

“And here I thought my dreams had no tie to reality.” You interrupted, fully turning to the two skeletons.

They look perplexed at what you could possibly be talking about. “Look guys, I really don’t feel like playing middle man today. Regardless of who did it, you both need to take care of this mess you made.” You scold, while holding your head.

Edge sighs, “THE HUMAN IS RIGHT. DESPITE OUR TRIBULATIONS, WE MUST FIX THIS BEFORE SANS GETS HOME AND MOUTHS OFF TO THE BOTH OF US…”

“FINE, BUT ONLY BECAUSE I REFUSE TO BE IN TROUBLE ON THE SAME LEVEL AS YOU,” Blue huffed, crossing his arms.

You clapped ceremoniously, a little smile peaking out from your tired face. But wait, “Now how do you fix this actually? Where would you even get a new table that looks identical to that one?”

“SIMPLE [Y/N]! MAGIC~” Blue answered, jazz hands accompanying his display.

Bursting through the door, the loud but terribly fast stomps of Cinnabar’s boots were coming towards you. He finally found you in the den and then scooped you up in a concerned bear hug.

“Darling! I Was So Worried! You Couldn’t Leave Those Boneheads To Watch A Rock..” Cinnabar let you go, glaring at the two skeletons.

“HEY, THAT WAS ONE TIME!” Edge yelled back, crossing his arms.

“But That One Time Ended Up With Two Laurels!”

“MAYBE LAUREL ALWAYS WANTED A TWIN ANYWAY?” Blue shrugged awkwardly, wearing a crooked smile.

Cinnabar sighed, putting a finger to his temple. “Regardless, You’re Okay Right?” He spoke to you.

“Yeah, just a faint of exhaustion,” you waved off, as if that wasn’t something the concerned about. You take a look at your watch, “and now I have class in like twenty minutes so I need to skedaddle—“ You were stopped before you could continue.

“No.” Cinnabar said blankly.

“No?”

“No! Of Course Not! You’re Skipping Today! I Mean There Is So Much To Say! From The Fainting, To You Waving Off The Fainting, To The- OH MY STARS WHY IS THE TABLE IN PIECES?” He jerked back a little.

“DAMMIT, HE NOTICED..” Edge frowned

You decided to stick up for them. “It’s fine! They’re going to get a replacement—!”

“I Mean Do You Guys Even Think?! [Y/n] Could’ve Been Hit In The Crossfire Of Your Squabble That Led To This!”

You tried to interject, but ended up being cut off again.

“Do You Have Any Idea The Repercussions That Could Have? [Y/n] Would Have To Go To The Hospital And They’d Ask “Oh, what got you so hurt? Was it a car accident?” And Then [Y/n] Would Say “Oh no, it was just my roommates!” Which Would Cause Concern Because You Know, We’re MONSTERS! ItTookMeSoLongToConvinceSansAndRedThatAHumanCouldLiveHereAndYouWereThisCloseTo RUINING THAT FOR ME!!!”

There was a silence in the room as Cinnabar caught his breath, you could barely understand what he said at the end of that diatribe but he seemed incredibly passionate. You felt bad for him, but you were happy he cared so much.

You also felt bad for the two squabblers that just got the scolding of the century. You could almost laugh at the two’s faces if they weren’t so perturbed by Cinnabar’s rage.

Taking in his last breath, Cinnabar spoke, “Sorry Dear, You Didn’t Deserve To See That. You Two Didn’t Either, Even If You’re Stupid. But Whew I Needed That, Rush Hour Is Not A Fun Time Monsters And Human!”

You wanted to say something and were preparing to speak until Cinnabar, once again, cut you off.

“Sorry Darling There’s Just One More Thing I Must Say And Then I’m Done And Then You’re off to bed: You Can’t Just Get Another Version Of The Same Table, No Two Tables Are The Same Even With Magic. And Who Would Most Definitely Notice That?”

“RUSS..” Blue and Edge said in sad unison.

“You’re Going To Have To

TELL SANS..” They all said in unison.

“Now, What Did You Wish To Say?”

“I honestly forgot at this point.”

With a flop, the cold towel on your forehead plopped to the ground.

“Yeah you’re right Cinnabar I’m gonna go take a nap.” You say, picking up the towel from the ground and walking away, leaving the scene.

“HEH, THAT’S WHAT DOES IT FOR YOU?” Blue uttered, giggling

“Wait For Me, Darling! I’d Love To Have An Impromptu Cuddle Session!” Cinnabar called to you in a sing-song voice, also walking away from the scene.

As the you and Cinnabar walked to your room, the two living room chaotics were left to their own devices.

“THIS IS YOUR FAULT,” Edge muttered.

Blue rolled his eyelights, “OH SHUT UP.”

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As I dive deeper and deeper into the Jaivik lore , I realize I simply cannot hold my thoughts in any longer. pt1

I think its truly fascinating how you can see both an extremely brotherly love and romantic love between both Jayce and viktor. On one hand you can clearly see that they have a level of respect for one another because they have found someone who understands their drive and almost obsession with discovery and helping others, along with an admiration and attraction towards each other because they have finally met someone who's at their level. Their level of passion, knowledge, and perseverance. Which leads to this deep connection that you often find once in a lifetime, they click insanely well because they understand each other, utilizing this fact to create a solid bond they can rely on. On the other hand we see that perhaps this attraction has more romantic undertones, not only because they place eachother on a high pedestal of reverence but because they've found their better half. Jayce and Viktor are almost complete opposites of each other and because of this they work so well together. Where Jayce has grown up comfortable, surrounded with people willing to help lead him to success and has had access to a higher level of education, Viktor has had to build himself up alone with little help. He's from Zuan and possesses a poor hand dealt in life, taking the first thing offered rather than looking for something better. 

The way they attract patrons for support is another opposite, while Jayce has been able to gain the support of the Kiraman’s it is more emotionally driven and related, we can observe this through his relationship with Caitlyn alone, where he is this brotherly figure to her meaning he has been accepted into their family not just a smart mind to invest in for future gain. Another good example is when Jayce goes around making deals with the council leaders at the music theater in season one. Here we get flashes of each council member that agrees with the proposition being put forth, When we get to caitlyn’s mother he kisses her hand, it shows his gratitude towards her but also this deep respect, because by this point she has forgiven for his “personal study” incident and has been a reliable ally in his corner on the council despite this. He's an extremely charismatic and emotionally driven, wanting to share magic with the world because it saved his mother. Viktor on the other hand, although from what we know is little, I believe his patron may have been Hiemerdinger, at least that is how he made it to the academy in the first place. Again in season one when Heimerdinger seeks out Viktor to console him about the unfortunate news regarding his health, Hiemerdinger reminisces on when he first met Viktor and how he was impressed with his knowledge and capabilities. I'm sure being a person from the undercity that also possesses a disability does not make becoming popular in Piltover very easy, which leads us to realizing that one of the only ways Viktor was going to gain support was through his knowledge and achievements alone, and not relaying on building buddy buddy relationships with houses. Although he is sassy and always has quick remarks we really only see them when he is in a position of power or with someone he knows won't become offended or pose a threat to his success. Viktor likes to rely on reason and is extremely driven by the desire to help much like Jayce, however it stems more from his knowledge about what could be done and what is needed. He seeks to help others because he knows how to help and knows how the conditions could improve. 

This does not mean VIktor is emotionally inept of unavailable, he is expressive and doesn't truly try to hide his facial tells, however he rarely tries to allows his emotions to steer his thoughts (because that's jayce’s job). Viktor solely wants to create for the sole purpose of helping and improving lives, while Jayce allows himself to be emotionally driven by the projects. Jayce is able to get on Viktor’s level because he posses the knowledge, viktor is able to get on Jayces level because he understands the importance of passion, using his understanding for his passion of development and discovery to understand the passion of connecting with people and emotional drive. 

[nalonzooo]

you’re one of my favourite artists and one of the reasons I want to start drawing!!! >.< I’ve started and it’s a bit difficult but fun!!

I was wondering if you had any tips on how to draw face shapes and dynamic poses? I love the way you draw face shapes and the actual expressions!!! (it’s always so hard for me 😭) and your poses are super cute!!!

YAAYY NEW ARTIST🥳!! i’m SO happy to hear this -

and absolutely i’d love to share what i’ve come to learn (so far!) re: face shapes and poses as a hobby artist ^^

just to preface everything, when it comes to giving art advice there’s always a general disclaimer that there’s no right way to do art, in the end you should do what you like to do! sometimes i like to think of art as problem-solving, and there are many ways to tackle specific problems <3

for face shapes and expressions - lately i love to reference and do studies of Ami Thompson and Shiyoon Kim’s character design and expression sheets for Spiderverse. these are INCREDIBLY evocative and useful. you can study these expressions and poses and try to recreate them on different characters, and you’ll notice the difference in eye shapes, face shapes, noses, etc; studying these differences is what will help us avoid same face syndrome. what i generally like to do is find art that i like - comic/manga panels, fan art, anything i want to learn how to draw like - and copy it into my sketchbook for personal practice and study to see what elements i can incorporate into my own drawing.

another tip - any medium is good for drawing, but i highly suggest esp when you’re starting - learn to draw with ink! drawing traditionally and with something unerasable will help with your draftsmanship and line confidence. it’ll be wonky at first but you learn to be deliberate with every stroke. tbh becoming a digital artist has deteriorated my draftsmanship and has made me heavy-handed, and it’s something i’m trying to consciously remedy right now. digital art is highly convenient and best for sharing, but when i do studies i stick to pen and paper :)

as for poses - one v important thing i learned in creating dynamic art is to “push” or exaggerate the poses. what you see in a photo reference - if you try to draw that 1:1 on paper, it doesn’t always translate well—the energy is not always captured, and it usually looks so stiff. what is in 3D has to be translated a different way to 2D. so “push” it to create more energy - exaggerate the movements - even if they’re just standing, you can make it dynamic by being conscious of how they’re standing (where the weight is balanced, push one hip up, make them lean one direction, for example). i doodled some examples here:

^ first one is gojo just standing; now how i would “push” this pose is to show him putting more of his weight on one hip and maybe putting his opposite foot up a bit to suggest some movement (and balance). the third one is just a bit more variation where his body is still putting weight more on one side, his feet are more glued to the ground, but i put his hand out to do his signature victory sign just for a bit of flair. so it’s a lot of figuring out how to convey balance and weight and movement and personality :) start with exaggerating the pose - then you can create more and more dynamic art from there ^^

pushing and exaggerating applies to facial expressions, too! instead of merely drawing someone with a smile, try tilting their head a little sideways (and show how their hair might move as well bc of this), add some blush, raise their shoulders a bit, etc).

and i 100% recommend taking gesture drawing classes for dynamic poses ^^ there are a lot of artists who have draw-with-me tutorials on youtube, and i personally like to use line-of-action.com for timed sessions.

i hope this is helpful in even a little way—good luck on your drawing journey and remember to trust the process bc progress is def not linear as an artist but deliberate practice and studies WILL help you! <3

[nebu3llaworks]

My Art Journey Officially Begins!

I have wanted to learn to draw for my entire life. Whenever I have tried to learn though I very quickly get discouraged by my work and stop practicing for a while. I also never really seem to have structure in the things i want to do. Its also super discouraging that people can skip the learning process entirely and just prompt an AI to make stuff for them. I do still believe that it has its uses, and rather than taking the easy route of using AI to just make my art for me I will use it to make myself a better artist. I had it give me a 30 day plan of things I can do for 30 minutes each day with a focus on learning furry art and anime style illustrations. Also to keep me accountable no matter how bad my work for the day is I am committed to posting it on this blog daily. I would gladly take suggestions on changes to the list but as it currently is the gameplan for my next month is:

Gesture Drawing Warmup – humanoid & animal poses ✅

Head Construction Basics – anime and anthro heads ✅

Facial Expressions – focused on anthro emotion range ✅

Muzzle Practice – profile and ¾ view ☑️

Anime Eyes – styles, shine, shape language✅

Anime Mouths & Expression Lines – stylized mouths✅

Anime Hair – shape, flow, bangs, volume (masc & femme)

Furry Ears – placement, emotion, integration with anime faces

Hands & Paws – anime hands, paw variants, stylization tips

Leg Types & Feet – plantigrade vs digitigrade, anime stylization

Tail Motion & Personality – simple to complex tails

Clothing Basics – stylized folds, skirts, jackets, loose fabric

Hybrid Character Design 1 – build 2–3 anime-furry heads

Dynamic Body Poses – jumping, stretching, fighting, floating

Cheek Fluff & Facial Silhouettes – visual identity through fluff

Stylized Body Proportions – anthro vs anime vs chibi hybrids

Feather Flow Practice – shape, layering, fluff

Tail Design Day – final pass on your fursona’s tail

Expression Masterclass – exaggeration, sparkles, tears

Interaction Studies – hugs, leaning, reacting

Hybrid Character Design 2 – full characters with outfit + pose

Stylized Lighting Practice – cel shading, anime glow, fluff shine

Lineweight & Inking Practice – clean lines, fuzzy edge tricks

Simple Backgrounds – minimal style environments

Prop Practice – phones, coffee cups, glasses, earrings

Outfit Day – cute, casual, fantasy, scene-fitting design

Scene Composition – 1–2 characters interacting in a space

Action Pose & Effects – magic blasts, motion lines, sparkles

Draw Your Fursona – final illustration, fully inked/sketched

Reflection Day – redraw a piece from Day 1–3 with your new skills Day 30+ Hopefully I have got myself into enough of a habit and built up my skills enough to continue learning and improving.

For the record I will be using Infinite Painter on a Galaxy Tab S7 any tips and constructive criticism along the way will be greatly appreciated!

[squidpedia]

How did you learn anatomy for human/humanoid characters?

Sorry, I accidentally sent the same message to your reblog blog. I just really need help and you’re a big inspiration for me.

You’re an amazing artist and I really am thankful for you being here. Hope you have a good weekend!

Appreciated!!

Lots of reference photos, trace over them to get a better feel for how to draw them too

(Old art ew but I remember having a lot of trouble replicating poses at the time so I would trace each limb and break them down into simpler shapes, and it did help lessen the struggle a bit)

Draw models, whether from photos or in person. I like using websites that generate random photos of models for my warm-ups sometimes. Also in a life drawing class with a bunch of live models, so that also helps a lot

Do whatever anatomy studies studies you think would help, hand studies, facial studies, im personally overdue for some side profile studies. Studying skeletal and muscle structure also helped a lot

Watching anatomy tip related videos on youtube is also basically what raised me. Nothing really long, just whatever short videos could go over stuff like tips for drawing foreshortening, how to draw different body types, how to draw expressions, etc etc. If theres any aspect of anatomy that stumps you on how to draw it, there is most likely some videos floating around thats probably made for that

I can’t emphasize this enough, theres gonna be a lot of drawings you make that you don’t like from practicing and thats ok! Improvement is a really gradual process most of the time, its like watching a plant grow from a seed to a flower. You don’t actually see the plant growing in real time, but its growing trust. I don’t really notice my art making any dramatic changes most of the time, the difference only become super clear if I compare my stuff from now to 1-2 years ago.

But on that note, try your best not to be too self deprecating about your art. Find things to be proud of if possible! You might be your own worst critic a lot and thats fine and kinda unavoidable but don’t be shy to remind yourself of any improvements you’ve been able to notice, even if its really small or from a while ago