#i'll have a more polished drawing eventually

[ferahntics]

Prepare to face the wrath of my terrible power!

A power far beyond your so-called gods!

(( I implore you to listen to Ninetails' battle theme, PLEASE ))

[luveline]

What about Eddie comforting sunshine reader? Like she’s worried they’ll break up bc of how different they are

thank you for your request! —you worry that you and eddie are too different to last. he changes your mind. fem!reader, fluff + hurt/comfort, 1.3k

"Can I turn this?" Eddie asks. 

You look up from your nails as soon as you can, meeting Eddie's eyes before following his hand and gaze to the rearview mirror. 

"Yeah, 'course you can. I'll turn it back." 

Eddie nods appreciatively and turns your rearview to face him in the passenger seat. His van can't make big trips without blowing a gasket or springing a leak, leaving you behind the wheel of your slightly less dilapidated Escort for tonight's excursion. 

You tear your attention from him to put the brush back into your precariously balanced nail polish and crank down the window, airing out the fumes. Eddie hasn't complained about the smell. He complains about lots of things, but never you. 

That doesn't mean he isn't thinking those complaints, though.

The longer he goes without chastising you, the more you worry. Eventually, you're going to irritate him. You'll be too loud, too saccharine, too much. 

"Got your glitters?" he asks, pulling down the soft skin under his eye, eyeliner pencil poised at his waterline 

"What?" 

Eddie pencils eyeliner under his bottom lashes. "For your nails." 

You watch him draw a messy line. He knows what he wants and after a handful of seconds he's rubbing it out with his pinky fingertip and moving to his other eye. 

"Sweetheart?" Eddie asks. 

"What?" 

Eddie stops drawing on his eyeliner to look at you with fond puzzlement. "Is something wrong?" 

He looks casually cool in his way. Dark hair darker in the evening light, pale skin blown out and his eyes big and sugary. You look at him and feel melted by your affection for him, wanting to reach out and wrap a ringlet of his hair around your finger teasingly, or pet the slope of his cheek with the back of your hand. 

Especially when he's asking you questions like that, delivered without any grandeur. 

"No, I don't think so. Why, is something wrong with you?" You lean back in your chair and close your eyes. "I'm tired already. We need to stop making late night plans." 

"We could get a motel if you don't wanna drive again tonight." You don't see Eddie turn back to his make up, assuming he does when the weight of his gaze is alleviated, and his words come out distractedly slow, "I know that there's… something bothering you. Tell me what it is so I can kiss it better." 

"You'd like that, Munson," you tease. 

"I'd really like that. It would be the highlight of my night." 

There's a wooden plink of the pencil being dropped and the plastic sound of the glove compartment being opened and quickly closed. You spy through barely parted lashes as Eddie leans across the console, eyes widening to look down your nose while he draws ever closer. 

He kisses you quickly, misaligned but well-meaning. 

"Tell me what's wrong and I'll make it worth it," Eddie promises. He's flirting now, the cadence of his voice rougher, his brows lifting ever so slightly. "Is it something serious?" 

"Not really," you say, leaning back as his hand finds your hip, and his index finger slides under the hem of your t-shirt. 

He draws a ticklish circle. "You know I wanna hear it? Whatever it is…" His middle finger joins his index, then his whole hand is under your shirt and sliding across your naked stomach. 

You laugh and clamp a hand down on him. "It's stupid, and it'll sound stupider out loud." 

"Nice, I like stupid shit. If you don't tell me we'll just have to play hooky in your cold car all night and miss the show." He says it like that's more than alright in his book —he makes playing hooky sound like staying at the Ritz.

He pulls you as close to him as he can considering your impossible seats and brings his free hand to your neck. "If you tell me, I'll give you one of those massages you just hate," he offers quietly, the slightest dip of salaciousness all but smothered in concern. 

You won't torture him, even if admitting what's wrong will make you feel like you're standing naked by the side of the I-64. 

"Do you ever worry that me and you are too different?" you ask. 

"Too different?" he repeats, giving your hip a mindless squeeze. "I've never worried that, no." 

"Just 'cos, you're all– you like rock shows 'n' macabre movies. You hate the radio, you say that the colour yellow gives you a headache–" 

"I don't hate yellow." 

"You squint when I wear my yellow sweatshirt." 

Eddie nods severely. "Well, you figured us out. We should break up now, before we get any more serious." He lifts your chin with his thumb and guides your face to his for a kiss. "You don't mind rock shows," he says against your lips, tip of his thumb stroking a short, soft line. 

"I like 'em 'cos they make you happy." 

"That's why I don't hate the radio, either. I don't like half of the stuff they play, but I leave it on because I," —his lips move to the corner of your lips, dipping in for a kiss and then sitting back in his seat— "love to watch you." 

"What, when I do my Madonna impression?" you ask jokingly. 

Eddie's answering smile is far from joking. "I love all your impressions. I love everything you do, all that shit that makes us different are just reasons I like you. Your long stories, your magazine quizzes, your glittery nails. I really like your nails." 

"You do?" you ask. 

"It's nice when you ask me what colours to use, and you make a really cute face when you put the glitter on with a toothpick." He scrunches his eyes. "Like this." 

You laugh, startled. "That's me?" 

"That's you." Eddie brings both hands to your face and presses his thumbs to the apple of your cheeks. He turns your head gently from left to right. "Do you think we're too different?" 

"Kind of. What if you get tired of it, you know? What if one day you look over and you think, fuck, I wish the radio would just break already?" 

Eddie laughs with a giggle bordering ecstatic, a matching smile playing over his pretty mouth. "That's not going to happen!" he says through it, thumbs rubbing a steady back and forth into your cheeks. "I'm never going to look at you and think that. The only stuff I think about when I look at you is how I fucking worship you, baby." 

You turn your cheek indulgently into his hand, like the girls in the chick flicks with the handsome movie stars. He doesn't look like the average leading man, but all the things that disqualify him for pop movies are the things that drew you in —his unruly curls, his dark tattoos, the funny way he smirks like he's the only one who knows a scandalous secret. 

He smiles at you now like you know the secret too. 

"Let's stay different," Eddie says, hands falling to yours to give them a shake. "We only need one thing in common." 

You lean over the console. He's right, you decide, as his soft lips press against the seam of your own, encouraging you to part them gently. Your noses press together, Eddie's hand sliding up your forearm, that common thing sewn into each millimetre of movement and every second of his kiss. The only thing you need to be the same between you is how you feel about one another. 

Plus, he worships you? 

You hook an arm behind his head and pull him closer. Your twin smiles make it hard to kiss, but you keep trying.

[noisycroissant]

Imagine being Mafia Head! Nanami's P.A. (Part 3)

Nanami sends his personal tailor to your little apartment to dress you up for the event. The man tutted at the state of your nails and your eyebrows while he took measurements, yelling out to his assistant all the things they'd have to do to make you look like someone Nanami would actually date.

Having a Princess Diaries montage has always been on your bucket list anyways.

When Nanami sees you in the cool interior lighting of the limo that came to pick him up, he worried for a split second that you'd see his jaw drop. (What actually happened was that he raised an eyebrow and said, "You look...nice" in his usual brusque tone.)

Nanami tells you to stay by his side throughout the event, not to drink more than two flutes of champagne, and to definitely not talk to any man other than him. There's dangerous people at the event, and he was not risking anything.

You do as you're told, but the grandeur and glitz of the whole thing...it's like a dream. Such shiny, happy people, polished to perfection and you look like one of them.

Nanami grabs your arm suddenly, pulling you with him towards the exit. "We're going. Now!"

You're confused but go along. He helps you into the limo, and you can almost see the anger rolling off him in waves, his fists clenched tight.

"Nanami-san, is there something I can do? Would you like to tell me what happened?" you offer helpfully.

Nanami looks at you for a long minute. You feel the blood rushing to your cheeks, face heating up under his sharp gaze. Did you do something offensive at the event?

He cups your face, strong fingers against your cheekbones, and draws you closer to him. You hold his eyes and he says,

"Tell me to stop."

He waits a beat before his lips take yours. His hands move to your waist and easily picks you up to move to his lap. You kiss back when you feel his tongue impatiently seeking yours, licking at the seams of your mouth to open up. You can feel him getting hard under you as he moves to suck on the soft skin of your neck.

"I'll ask again. Tell me to stop," he murmurs in your ear before he sucks another mark onto your neck. You whine and move your hips against his growing erection.

"I was hoping you wouldn't," he says. The limo stops and you're jerked back to reality. Embarrassment floods you as you realise what happened.

"I'm going to take you upstairs now. We'll talk in the morning when we get up eventually," he says placing a small kiss to your cheek, and opening the door for you.

[lemonisntreal]

Some sketches because it's been months since I drew these idiots oops☝️🥰

HI THERE. It's been a minute, sorry about that lol. I took a tiny out-of-nowhere and sorta involuntary break from the fandom because I lost interest for a second, but I'm slowlyyyy making my way back. With art, and some news about Tone Deaf for the people who are still wondering about that.

Also I see there's some asks in my box, I'll get to that eventually, I see you ;-; dw

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As stated, I momentarily lost a bit of interest with this movie- partially because I've recently been ensnared in a new fixation that will not be named right now, but yeah. I'm digging my heels in rn, because the last thing I wanna do is abandon this project. But, also, I've clearly bitten off more than I can chew with this being a comic lmao. In over my head and going through all 5 stages of grief and currently on acceptance.

The story got bigger. Like, a LOT bigger. Too big to capture every thought in a drawing and panel it and put it out as a perfectly polished comic without seriously burning myself out. It really doesn't help that my art style evolves by the second too apparently, so I've reached a middle-ground:

Tone Deaf is going to be a fic with some comic-like segments in it. An illustrated fanfic bc I still love showing and not telling a little too much.

This'll help me not only get stuff out faster, but also to help me fill in the gaps I didn't know how to draw with just text. So I can focus on just drawing the juicy shit. This also means it'll all be collected over on Ao3 in a neat little package, and I honestly prefer that over having a bunch of posts of pages that might be hard to find. So yeah, that's the plan.

Another bonus is that the frames can now be a lot more polished and nice looking [in glorious color] rather than hastily mashed together due to my bad habit of going overboard on singular frames without realizing it.

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Tldr; Tone Deaf is technically still gonna be a comic, it's just now gonna be supplemented with word-based fic mixed in because I made the project way too fucking big [the first Act has like 20 chapters I'm going to literally die]. Also it's gonna be on Ao3 and I'll probably be posting all the art here alongside any updates I make so huzzah! Help me :>

[vesteneris]

I'd adore any finnick hcs you have!! i love how you draw him

awwww, thank you Anon, I'm really happy you like it, I'm very happy with his design too

and here some headcanons, like I don't really have much, but I'll put some!

He can't read well. I think career training is like special schools and doesn't focus on things like reading, writing, history, etc. as much as they do on physical training. I would say like (polish) ballet schools. I also believe that in most districts that allow what is basically child labor (D4, D8, etc.) you only have to go to school until you're 16, you can continue it if you want until you're 18, for example, to become a teacher, clerk, or do other white collar jobs, but most kids leave school as soon as possible to go to work. So combined with the fact Victors don't really need to continue school after winning, he never really taught how to read very fast and correctly.

He didn't mentor Annie, and he doesn't really mentor very often, nor does he like it very much. He also gets some sort of guilt as his older with just interacting with any male tribute from D4 bc he feels like bc of him any other boy can’t really win bc they are not as good looking or skilled or have the personality good for entertainment or are not as young as he was, so they really don’t have good chances to begin with.

When I did that old comic, I had a storyline for him that he had a conflict with another D4 victor, mainly about the fact that the other winner was mentoring a D4 girl who went to the games with Finnick, and he was sure that they (he and Mags) should put all the support and choose to help the girl win, and because of what Finnick did in the arena, the girl died. So the old victor is still a little salty that Finnick is not the winner he wanted (connected with how much D4 is career district)

his family lived with him in victors village, but bc Annie’s family wasn’t allowed to move in with her (according to Capitol psychiatrists, "their presence increased her hysteria and mental instability") to her new house he moved to her house to live with her after less than year of dating

He’s not that much taller than Annie, I headcanon that she is like 1.78m and he is like 1.86m

He was the one who cut Johanna’s hair short when it was most styled after her victory (I'll post that fanart someday when I'll be done with all that school bullshit)

he has 3 ways of dressing: dressing just for himself (very baggy, oversize clothes, not shaving at all, looking kinda messy), dressing himself for capitol (still more of an oversize fit, skirt over pants, more creative than previous one, but kinda modest and trying to „hide” himself, face shaved and hair combed) and totally capitol (mostly see-through clothes, no visible body hair, makeup and nails done, hairstyle)

He didn’t really had a real hobby before started dating

He’s annie-sexual. Like maybe it is my romantic soul speaking, but I can’t really see him attracted to anyone beside her. He would be like this one guy on TikTok answering „my wife” after any question. What’s your type? My wife. How would you rate this person? 0, cuz they’re not my wife. If you could be with anyone who would you choose? My wife. He would love her if she was a worm, he would love her in every lifetime. She was his first real girlfriend and first real everything.

Remember when I first get into fanfics after reading books for the first time and seeing that he is usually described as the person who has to do everything and is involved in so many things (especially the 2QQ plan) my reaction was like „oh he for sure does drugs to get all of this shit together” and I still kinda like that headcanon, but now I would say that he is taking aderall as if they are gummy bears

He was such a brat, but eventually grow out of this around his early 20s

[chaobunnyarts]

Hear, feel, think

A living shadow realizes that she is alive for the first time.

(lore and thoughts under the cut)

The Azim Steppe is one of my favorite parts of Stormblood! And I want to experiment with making comics more!

(I have so many comic ideas, and while they might not come out as polished as I want them to be, having them drawn ok is better not drawing them at all. And telling myself that I'll get better at this with time.)

Clove lore:

Though Clove starts out as Chai's living shadow/esteem, she eventually grows her own soul and sense of self over the course of Stormblood. No one knows exactly when the process started. Was it when she was given her own name? Was it when she wanted something for herself for the first time? Was it when she noticed the world around her and decided that she was part of it?

(I'm working on getting all my ffxiv oc art moved over from bird site! Everything will come here completely out of order sorry haha.)

[goron-king-darunia]

DotNW Draw-a-thon Days 25-31

It's been a wild ride! But I think I made it out more or less unscathed!

I'll do a masterpost tomorrow along with some final thoughts. But for now, enjoy some content for the best boys. I can't get my Richter's quite right, which was what I was afraid of. But they're not bad and I will see if I can fix them into something I like better in more polished revisions. In the meantime, enjoy. DotNW deserves more love than it got. It's definitely not Triple A GOTY never seen before material. But it's way better than people give it credit for and if it wasn't stuck in the shadow of the original Symphonia, I think people would have enjoyed it more.

I started replaying it to try to get better reference shots and the only complaint that I have so far is "why is this game so laggy and grindy? Just let me befriend all the monsters and let me level faster!" Which is less of a "this game is bad" issue and more "I'm an experienced player that can't access my old save files because of personal technical problems so I'm impatient." And I'm pretty sure the lag is mostly "This game was made to run on the Wii, why are you running it on the Wii U?" But it's also just me being impatient probably. "What do you mean I have to wait 3 seconds for a fight to load?"

But for real. I'm actually giddy about some of the worldbuilding they put in that I never noticed before, little details. I think my only main complaint that isn't an impatience thing is how some of the skits are locked behind events with random components, i.e. trying to fail several pacts in a row which is at least partially determined by the luck stat which you can only reset by sleeping at an inn and you cannot otherwise control. Yeah, anyway, less yammering, more doodling.

I think I will eventually get around to doing all the monsters. But I might take a break for a while.

Shout out to @catcantnavigate for keeping up! I loved seeing all your work throughout this event! And shout out to @aerypear for hosting/coordinating. I hope to see more DotNW stuff trickle out! Game is not a masterclass of innovation or storytelling but it is SERIOUSLY underrated and one of my favorite games of all time and definitely the source of my top favorite characters for real.

[wren-writes-things]

Okay information on the Calamity Trio in my Amphibia TOH AU, because I felt like info dumping and because I've been thinking about the Owl House a lot lately. (Though I will probably post a more polished version of this once I complete some art pages for the AU, and some details may change in between that)

Anne (Luz Equivalent)

She first came to the Boiling Isles with Sasha (trying to find Marcy), only to be separated due to a combination of weird magical forest shenanigans and the start of a conflict brewing between them.

Lived in a forest near the Plantars' home for about a week until Sprig found her.

While she does encounter glyphs very early on she takes a long time to learn them (only actively practicing when it becomes very clear that the Plantars are in trouble).

Before she learns to use glyphs though she instead relies mostly on team work with Sprig and the later on the other witches that she has managed to connect with.

Enters Hexside as a single track student (hasn't fully settled on which track she would go in though). Though she mostly joined because of Sprig.

Sasha (Amity Equivalent)

Following her separation from Anne, she made her way to a Bonesborough.

Immediately she encountered the same issues that Luz of being in a hostile world except without the protection of a powerful witch. Additionally she found herself in conflict with the Emperor's coven. This lead to a strong distrust towards most witches. (Added with the fact that she just isn't a very trusting person overall

An early protection measure that she took was stealing a low power concealment stone to disguise herself as a witch.

Eventually through a series of complicated events ended up in partnership with Head Witch Grime and enrolls in Hexside as a bard track student. She has fairly consistently maintained the role of Top Student since then

Was given a Heron palisman by Grime to assist in falsifying her ability to use magic.

First reunites with Anne at Hexside, with a scheme that leads to Anne being banned from the school. This is later followed by a more tense reunion during the Covention mostly due to Grime and Sprig's involvement.

Marcy (Hunter Equivalent)

Arrived in the Boiling Isles before Anne and Sasha did (though not by much) and through a series of unknown events was found by the Emperor's Coven.

Despite very clearly maintaining her nerdy personality and fascination at pretty much every aspect of the Boiling Isles, her memories of the human realm appear to be completely gone. (The cause of this is complicated because I didn't want to fully go into the Grimwalker route, because... well you may not know this but I like Marcy and I'm not doing that.)

"Artificer Rogue" similar to canon Marcy, and has become incredibly involved with developing and improving on magically infused technology, various gadgets, and potions.

She rarely leaves the castle both due to the requirements of her position and general loyalty to Andrias. If traveling she generally goes with Lady Olivia which brings her to some important events (likely how she reunites with Anne).

Has access to her uncharged phone along with a bag containing some of her belongings.

A few other notes

The equivalent to Witches Before Wizards is an episode in which Anne is tricked into going on a quest to save Marcy and Sasha. And not going to lie a tiny, probably concerning part of me really wants to draw that ending.

Magically infused technology is significantly better developed though still quite rare in this setting. (Reasoning actually had nothing to do with Marcy but was great for establishing her role).

The equivalent to Understanding Willow/Hollow Mind is probably going to involve traveling into Marcy's mind, though I'm still settling on how that will play out

Anyway, this was a really random collection of details. I'll probably update more later, but if you have any questions feel free to ask.

[thatuselesshuman]

Making Art Until I Learn to Enjoy the Process Again Day 1

So I'm going to start this series where I make art I enjoy and post it until I learn to like art again. I'll put the why under the read more, so you don't have to read all that lol

Boom, day one. This is made out of makeup products (lipstick, eyeliner, eyeshadow, blush, and highlighter) and also nail polish

Looks terrible but i had fun

Why I'm doing this:

This gonna be kinda serious and I'm usually a goofy silly person so stick with me.

As a child, art was my shit. I asked for a drawing tablet for my birthday, and my favorite class in school was art. I dreamed of becoming an animator or a comic artist. Then I hit 6th grade, where I figured out I was colorblind. It's not that serious or even that severe, but it still hit me hard. It seemed like everyone suddenly became sympathetic towards my goal, instead of supportive. They no longer believed I could become a professional artist because I had a disability that prevented me from fully seeing one of the main facets of art: color.

I didn't give up though, because I'm stubborn as hell. That didn't help me any with my art teachers though. My art teachers suddenly became highly critical, seeming to think they were doing me a service by letting me down early. Soon, that critical nature infected me and I started hating my art. It wasn't bad, just typical child art, but I refused to show it to anyone or do anything with it because I thought it was never good enough. I was tired of fighting the fight to convince people of my plan. I stopped trying at art by the 8th grade, and dropped out of art classes entirely by 10th grade.

The story continues however, when I was forced to take an art credit this year at university. I had long since stopped caring about art by then, so I just tried to get through the class. My art teacher, as per usual, was highly critical of my art. She found it childish, and eventually just stopped trying to genuinely critique it. She gave up on me. It didn't hurt me all that bad, but it did make me realize something. I used to love art. Now, it was a chore I had to get through for the credit. That didn't sit right with me for a while, and I finally decided to do something about it today.

Is my art good? No. Does it have any deep symbolism? No. Do I hate to show it to the internet? Absolutely.

But that's exactly why I'm doing it. I'm not going to get anywhere by having such thin skin, so I'm putting it to the fire of Tumblr. I'm going to enjoy making it, post it, and do it day by day (aka when I have time lol) until the comments on it no longer matter. Until I enjoy the art I make not because it's good, but because it's fun.

[yucksoup]

Hey I'm new here so prolly don't understand how this works and I just wanted to say your art is brilliant. How do I go about purchasing it? Thank you!

Thank you for your interest! I actually set up a Ko-Fi recently, anyone who is interested in a c0mm from me can make an order through there.

I'll attach to this post some examples, as my original/fanworks are more experimental, my purchased works have a more polished and consistent style. I only have anthro examples at the moment, but I do draw humans!

And to anyone who submitted asks, because I notice I have a few: I'll answer them eventually! I like to attach drawings to my answers but I haven't made time for it yet "^__^

[queerdiazs]

teaser tuesday <3

hiii i was tagged by @wikiangela, @giddyupbuck, and @jesuisici33 💖

once again please enjoy this little bit of eddie vs the hoa <3 i think i'll have chapter one of five-ish finished by tomorrow and britt's salivating in my messages over it, teehee

(it's not polished or anything and this isn't FINAL so just keep that in mind + eddie's so goddamn oblivious in this it's genuinely. hilarious.)

“Buck—” “You’re already seeing somebody else?”  “No, Buck. And I’m not in a hurry to, either.” He smiles and stands so they’re level with each other. Buck’s face is still pink, borderline red, and it makes his eyes impossibly more blue. “But I would like to, one of these days. I like being a boyfriend.” He draws in a deep breath and nudges Buck’s shoulder with his own. “So, eventually, I’d like to try again with somebody. Long term.”  Buck blinks. “Eventually.”  “Yeah, man. Eventually.” He grips Buck’s shoulder with his hand, ducking low so he can meet Buck’s eyes. “You okay?”  Because Buck gets like this sometimes, you know. Stuck in his side like there’s a storm raging behind his eyes, a hurricane or tornado or monsoon or all of it, all at once, and there’s nowhere for him to go for shelter. So he’s just there, rooted in his mind, and left to weather all of it by himself.  Well, fuck that. Buck’s got Eddie now and he doesn’t have to deal with that shit all alone anymore. Buck’s bullshit is Eddie’s bullshit, too, and he’s going to endure that storm with Buck right by his side because Buck would never, ever leave him out in the night by himself and Buck deserves that same devotion, as well.  Buck heaves a great, dramatic sigh and smiles crookedly. “Absolutely peachy,” he swears, tilting further into Eddie’s touch like a lumpy moon being pulled in too close to its planet, and then sways away just as messy and quick. “You, uh, better go before you’re late to meet with the realtor.”  “Shit.” Eddie looks at his watch again. “Shit.” He sighs, scrubbing a hand down his face. “Come over for dinner tonight? I’ll make tater tot casserole and we can have chocolate malts for dessert.” 

tagging @honestlydarkprincess, @housewifebuck, mi media naranja @eddiediaztho, @wildlife4life, @watchyourbuck, @diazblunt, @disasterbuckdiaz, @thewolvesof1998, @alyxmastershipper, @jeeyuns, @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy, and everybody else pls i wanna see everything when i wake up from my lil nap

[skrimbled]

Posting my Rain World desigbs to ramble about and obsess over part 3:

HUNTER!!!!!!!!

RAGAGAGAGAGAA OK.

ok.

I FUCKING LOVE THIA FUCKING DESIGN I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY!

Ok ok. So. The bow. I gave her a little bow because I have the headcanon that NSH loved Hunter as hit little pet, but when she got the rot and Moon needed saving he sent her on her mission so he wouldn't have to watch her wither away. So, when he sent her off he gave her a little bow to remember him by. It faded and got duller over time, and it has a couple tears, but it means the world to her. She still has it as a long legs <3

I put a bite in her ear to add some variety to her scars, as well as to add some visual intrigue to her that isn't just more rot. I like to think it was a green lizard. :]

When moving she started walking normally, but as she got weaker and the rot started taking over she slouched down more and more, until the last few cycles, where she could only walk on all fours, no longer able to keep herself up.

As a note on the former point, her back is arched and her rear end is upright when she walks near the end. This is because unlike Spears whose arms are longer and balance out their back legs, Hunter was never intended to move like a cat, so her front legs are short and walking on all fours is uncomfortable.

I added rot around her eye scar because I enjoy the idea that she slowly loses vision in that eye as the rot takes it over, and I also love the idea of it having to grow around her scars. It just looks cool.

Ok. Now.

The spears.

Basically, my idea as to why Hunter is the only slugcat to store a spear. Basically, the rot bubbles on her side/back sprout rot tentacles to hold the spear for her. So she effectively has a third arm to hold it. It can't hold oearls or shit because it wraps around the spear to hold it, which is hard for most other items.

I'll draw Hunter Long Legs eventually, but for now i haven't polished any more designs and that needs to change so hll will come later. For now, enjoy my little darling <33

[bigmammallama5]

hey so, many of the fics i've loved of yours feature intimacy and sex, i've always been in awe at how much emotion there is. there's an idea i've had lately that deals with intimacy and tbh i'm scared to write it. mostly bc i'm afraid i'll write it shitty but also bc i don't usually write sex (which is prob why i'm convinced it'll come out shitty oop) - i guess my question is, how do you get to a point where you're not scared to write it? or like, less scared? bc i really want to write it, i believe in the story, i guess i just don't believe that i can write it...

Well… that’s hard a hard question to answer lol. I know you may roll your eyes at this answer, but you just have to trust yourself to try because you may never truly feel less scared until you do!

I have made a lot of shitty art whether that’s writing, drawing, pottery, you name it, because I just. I really really needed to make it. I was lucky that when I was a younger teen I started exploring more explicit topics in fic with a best friend my age who was also curious. Sure we were woefully inexperienced, but we allowed ourselves to try. They’re still one of my best friends to this day and we do pottery together, and we still encourage each other to try new things.

So. Just try for yourself. Don’t feel pressured to share it, to polish it, to make it presentable. I know we all crave that validation, but you are your most important reader. I still get scared to write some things, draw some things, test the limits of the clay on my wheel. But how will I ever be able to know if I can do it if I don’t trust myself to try? There are still fics and drawings I may never finish and I had to learn the hard lesson to just be okay with that. Sometimes I can’t tell that story. Sometimes it’s not the right time for that drawing. Sometimes I need to practice and learn more before I can make that pot. Sometimes you just need to try and know that it will probably be shitty lol. But that doesn’t mean it will always be shitty. Keep at it, build skills that will help you (like reading published stuff that isn’t just fanfic, taking a drawing class, talk to a more experienced crafts person ect) and eventually, if you keep letting yourself try, it’ll be less shitty.

In the wise words of our late beloved space mom, Carrie Fisher: “Stay afraid, but do it anyway. What’s important is the action. You don’t have to wait to be confident. Just do it and eventually the confidence will follow.” Just let yourself try, and maybe yell at a buddy or two along the way lol

[minevn]

Hi how are you, how you doing, everything alright? :)

HIIII!! It's been a rough two months ngl with college and my own personal issues BUT I'm doing pretty well overall! Been working on some of my own personal projects, like getting little head shots down for some yandere visual novel ocs(as I have started playing yandere vns again!), just trying to do little drawings when I can. I am working on something else though, it's not Mine related sadly, but I still like it and I hope others will as well! I won't talk about it too much in case the same thing that happened with Mine happens with this project. Although I have done a bit more thinking with Mine, I definitely don't think the demo is going to be worth the wait(the idea that I have in my mind for how the demo is going to be is not what I imagined it to be like at all at first), but at this point I just want SOMETHING out and then I'll continue to add and add onto it and polish it up. so sadly I wont be using music or backgrounds I made for the demo like how I wanted to, I'll be using free to use music and backgrounds and then eventually I'll add my own music and backgrounds. At this point I don't think the sprites will even be completely finished either, they'll most likely be lined(if that) and flat colored(if I'm doing sketch refs then I'll add a bit of shading) and then eventually I'll touch them up. Once again I really just want something out after this long, I have ideas for Mine, but I'm lacking in ideas to lead into the ideas that I'm looking forward to the most. I kind of went into Mine having high expectations for myself and it's taking me so long with little progress so I'm feeling pretty defeated in that aspect, sorry to everyone who's been waiting and waiting, I would like to get the demo out in the summer but also I don't want it to be like an empty promise or anything but I do want the demo out this year most definitely, even if it's short and unpolished. I have no plans on cancelling Mine but it's also just not my main focus, I have like 50+ stories which is way too many but also I hold them all very closely to my heart and I've never been good at focusing on just one project at a time(hence why I got so many stories) but some of these other projects I have I'm more interested in then Mine. Sorry this went on so long, overall I'm fine I just also think about my stories a lot and wanted to let you all know about my plans with Mine and my plans for my future projects. Thank you for asking, I hope that you and everyone else is also doing fine and taking care of yourselves!! make sure to drink plenty of water and get some good sleep tonight🩵🩵🩵🩵

[titanicfreija]

On the Mark

"I do want to talk to you," Sunny said. "It's worse than the physical. Those are my doubts. It's targeting me. Bad."

Freija nodded and swallowed. Architect of enslavement. Practically a slur. "I remembered. How you keep resurrecting me to fight. But that's not all we do. That's not all we're for."

Sunny could barely get her modulator to work. "But it is. Now more than ever, I'm certain the Traveler made us to raise you to fight. And. I'm. I was okay with that, but I feel like I've dragged you into it, and I don't want my purpose to be forcing someone into a war they didn't start. I don't want to have raised you to fight, but that's all I can think I could have done."

"You did, but that's not all there is," Freija pressed. "You raised me to fight, yes, but we fight for so much. There's bath time and polish rubs and sand drawings and dancing. Those are just for us." She cupped her Ghost in her hands and pet a cracked petal with her thumb. "There's a whole planet, whole solar system, whole peoples to fight for. Their lives, their goals. We fight for their babies and hatchlings, we fight for their gardens and friendships. Dawning cookies. Flowers. Friends and enemies. It's all worth fighting for and dying for over and over and over. I'm not suffering eternally, I'm fighting for everything I love because I love it. I even love fighting. You didn't drag me into anything. I wanted to help save the world and you got me up to do it."

The Ghost blinked noisily at her Guardian. The Titan's face hardened. "Then rez me for me. Because I want to live, suffering or not, to fight for everything. Rez me because I want you to rez me, because I'm your Guardian and–" her voice shattered when she tried to finish the line and she had to swallow and try again. "You're my Ghost," she declared solidly. "We belong together." She released Sunny and patted the pouch on her hip, feeling the weight materialize and settle inside it.

"But..."

"But?"

"If I died, you'd be free."

"Free from what? My best friend?" Freija didn't like this talk, but she knew she needed to engage in it.

"This war."

Freija had been trying to decide how she wanted to defend their existence. The Witness was, in the end, correct. They were indeed bound to the fight, servants of the Traveler, raised to fight and fight again and eventually die. If she hadn't already decided that she was fine with that, just so she could be a warrior of fire and bullets, it would get to her, too. "Why would I want that?"

"Because getting shot hurts."

"Not in a way I care about." Freija sighed softly and cupped her hand around her Ghost's pouch. "I'm fine with this. I get to dance with my Ghost and I'm strong enough to fight for what I love. I admire the Lightless but I'm still glad I'm not. And that's before we get to the part where you, my Sunbeam, are my Light, and that makes you special enough to fight for all by yourself. I'm sorry I'm a warmonger, but I'm fighting. With or without you, at this point. I'll die once or a thousand more times before I remember to care about another one."

"You've died nearly seven thousand times."

"See? I don't care. Hardly notice. I remember exactly two of them, and one was my first. I'm glad you said something, I was worried you were gonna hide it until it became a real problem."

"I did," Sunny admitted. Her voice malfunctioned for several beats before she finally managed, "I finally had to say it."

"I'm still glad you said something," Freija promised. "I love my life. At my worst moments, I don't want to stay down. I want to stay with you and fight with you at my side. I love you. It's okay. You should rest."

[megidoreyn]

Hihi! For the ask meme, perhaps 4, 8 and 14?

Hey there! Aw, thank you for the questions! It's super rare to get asks like these, so it really made my day! 😇🙏

⭐️4. What defines your artistic style?

That's a good question!🤔 (Especially since I don't know how others might perceive my art!) Due to my own visual agnosia as well, it skews my perception of my own works... So I actually end up disliking the grand majority of the things I create tbh🤣 It's hard for me to become cognizant of any strengths due to the weaknesses being highlighted (in my skewed POV) sometimes! But from the comments I have kindly received before, I would say that my art is defined by: clean/polished lineart, round/"squishy" chibis, warm colors, and "an aura of softness/tenderness"! Truthfully, I would love to be known for having a well-rounded and versatile style! As in: switching from a dynamic + appealing full-body style to a charming chibi style with precision and confidence!💪 And in general: I'd like to be known for drawing handsome faces on full-body characters instead of only having a "cute" style tbh LOL

⭐️8. What is your favourite piece that you have done?

Oh man…For a self-critic, this is a tough yet great question too!!😂--There's usually elements of a picture I enjoy working on VS how the overall picture eventually turns out! But looking back at everything I've posted publicly so far on twitter from 2022-2023…I think it'd have to be these! ↓

And a special shout out to this Walter-Lucifer pseudo-fiend character turnaround sheet that started off as a "haha just messing around :^)" sketch but then quickly turned serious 2 days later LOL. I did like incorporating SMT4 Lucifer's Phase 2 wings on him, since the in-game design includes this gradient on the wings too. 😇🙏

⭐️14.What do you like drawing the most?

As a surprise to no one, my favorite thing to draw would be WalterJonathan---both the pairing and the individual characters LOL. There's actually a personal reason for this, but maybe that'll be a story for another time! Whether or not the majority of these (finished/ polished) sketches will ever see the light of day is also to be determined in the future...😂 Despite these canon Satan Husbands going through the many unspeakable horrors they suffer within base SMT4 + SMT4 Apoc's canon (and even the duology of the SMT4 manga's canon too!), I'll always prefer to draw them being sweet with each other...🥺 To at least give them a single soft moment of reprieve that they deserve...!😭🙏

↑ I also enjoy drawing the details of the SMT4 samurai coat/uniform! As well as other things and details like: 💙the SMT protags' COMPs + SMT4 Gauntlet 💙Clothing folds 💙Side profiles 💙Backside angles 💙Painting hair 💙Drawing hands 💙Dynamic chibis + dynamic body language in general (that convey a character's personality)

…and probably some more things I'm forgetting LOL.

💙↑ edit: I forgot how much I like sketching out Pokemon as quick warm-ups + other critters like the MOTHER/Earthbound Mr.Saturns too! It's good practice in understanding different shapes.

Again, thank you so much for the questions!🙏 It was fun to answer these!

⭐️⭐️⭐️It's still 12/31 here in my neck of the woods, so I wish you and everyone reading this a Happy New Year as well!