Your style is *chefs kiss* fantastic and I was wondering if you'd wanna draw my favorite doctor (nine)? I just can't get enough of him or your art!
And also, a question. How long have you been drawing for?
wahhhh thank you so much! this request has put quite a challenge on me. I, for some reason, had the hardest time ever trying to figure out his face... it never came out as a balance of looking like him and looking alright in my style... but just for this reason I havent drawn much nine before, so im really glad i had to go through this. Now I can go to ninerose a bit more freely<3 (bonus of a few portraits i sketched to figure out his face below )
I have been drawing consciously for at least, uh... 8-9 years now? As any person who has been drawing from childhood, its a bit weird to pick a specific point..
aaand here is like... half of my struggles. I believe i drew around 11 headshots on ninth face before getting it right... ;w; (absolutely devastating when i tried to draw Jack at the same time and I figured him out on the first try. help)
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Since when did we start charging money on patreon for fanfics 😭😭😭😭 is this for real😭
hi, love. I haven't seen that many people doing the Patreon thing when it comes to fanfic, but it's pretty common for people who draw for example to set up a Patreon. I believe that everyone who does, just like myself, needs the money. I wouldn't be doing it if i didn't need to. I figured the Patreon setup was the best idea since it's not really that common for people to tip writers, we've been struggling with getting reblogs and comments, so you can imagine.
Right now, I'm applying and doing tests to get an internship, which still won't be enough because I'm also trying to apply for a master's. So, yeah, I'm really thankful for everyone who tipped me on ko-fi and subscribed to my Patreon, last month my savings were over, and the Patreon money was what helped me pay for some medical stuff I needed (Idk if you saw the whole mick schumacher's sick club, but yeah — huge thank you for everyone who subscribed/donated btw).
We often see fic writers as little robots who don't eat, drink, or sleep. We request stuff, and expect an instant reply, and when we get the content we don't even go back to the page to tell the writer our thoughts. We don't reblog, nor leave comments, but still, we expect them to keep writing and keep sharing everything as if it didn't take hours, sometimes days to come up with a 1k piece polished to what we think readers will like best. I hope I don't sound rude, I'm just trying to make a point because I'm tired of seeing writers deactivating, tired of seeing my friends getting writer's block and then people still demanding things.
On top of that, I'm still posting a lot here, from smau to blubs and long fic requests (and I won't even talk about how some pieces aren't even getting a hundred notes, which always makes me wonder if I'm doing something wrong, if my writing is bad, or if there's anything that I could do to make the reader's experience more enjoyable), and it takes a lot of time, it's even harder to balance the two profiles now, but still, I keep sharing some of my work for free. so please, please, don't make me feel bad about needing money. thanks ❤️.
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thinking (and rewatching..) inside job again and i dont think rand is that bad of a father? i mean, he made a lot of mistakes and he doesn’t even feel bad ab it, even tho he traumatized reagan and a lot, but he was never absent. he acts like he cared ab reagan’s career just bc it could help his career, but that’s not true. he pushes her to be the best all the time and it’s bad, but he genuinely cares ab her so much. and the whole ‘creating crises to force her to hang out w him’ thing is fucked up, but it’s cute that he just wants to hang out w her that bad. most fathers literally don’t care enough ab their kids to do any of that. most fathers don’t even know their kids as much as he knows her. maybe my standards are just insanely low, probably, but he’s a better parent than 90% of the parents i know
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Not me standing on my soapbox (again): But like I've said it once and I'll say it again, but Kaz is not the only one with trauma, and as such, should not be the only one expected to work on fixing himself for their relationship. Inej has trauma too. Like if you make Kaz talk about his past trauma, I would just as equally expect Inej to talk things that would effect their relationship. Ignoring Inej's trauma or making her the visible saint in their relationship is actually quite harmful to her narrative.
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slight rant/vent
Though I'm also posting on twt at @bluravenite in case you want to interact with me outside of hate anons
Yk there's probably hate anons going around all the time but it's been really apparent this past week that some people genuinely don't know to shut the fuck up... I have stopped posting with the same frequency as i was bc i am working on commissions and drawing takes time but i might just keep a more sort of closed parasocial relationship/ treat Tumblr more as a portfolio than as social media if that keeps happening... Sorry that i rant in here a lot but it's genuinely exhausting sometimes when most of your mutuals on this app are getting rude anons...
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Men's Basketball RPF
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Ja Morant/Stephen Curry
Characters: Ja Morant, Stephen Curry
Additional Tags: LeBron james is here but like as an allusion, Explicit Sex, Drunken Mistakes, Angst, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Steph is kinda a bitch, Anal Sex, Explicit Sexual Content, Gratuitous Smut, Unrequited Love, Past Relationship(s), I love making ja a cuck, OOC, Out of Character, like extremely
Series: Part 5 of All's Fair In Love And Basketball
Summary:
Ja collapsed on top of Steph, the two men catching their breath, before slipping out of him, ignoring the mess he left inside Steph, and laid down beside him, his hands caressing Steph's chest. Steph gave him a small smile, and moved to get closer to Ja, maybe to caress his dreads, maybe to give him a kiss on his forehead, ja would never know. All he could fixate on was that maybe they could work out, and for a brief moment, maybe Steph actually like liked him.
But the sound of the whiskey bottle shattering made Steph stop in his tracks, and he quickly moved away, and Ja felt his heart go cold.
“Shit, fuck,” Steph cursed, trying to move his limp waist to assess the damage, and slowly scramble off the bed, Ja’s cum trickling down his thighs. Steph picked up the broken shards delicately, all while Ja stared up, at the oppressing glare of the darned framed red Miami jersey.
He hated that jersey.
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