#it's supposed to be dynamic pose practice but!!

[nyxraex]

Saga 'Opalheart' 2025 - edition.

Gotta admit, this has to be the most colorful thing I've ever made.

(Also happens to be the most effort I've put into a drawing since like middle school even when said 'drawing' is like 60% text.)

(Also 'DK's' was meant to say 'DR's', which is short for 'Dark Rider's', but I'm too lazy to change it.)

Below is what I used as reference for her earrings (that can just barely be seen...):

{ Screenshot is from Life Makeover; more specifically my Avi. }

If anyone is interested in this half-baked, ever-changing, nigh permanent WIP amalgamation of real-life and fiction I call my OC, then, here you go.

[demie90s]

Girlll you gonna get so tired of me but can you do platonic geno with menace reader?? Like more on their dynamic?

(I COULD NEVER GET TIRED OF YOU‼️)

Coach, I Swear It Was an Accident (It Wasn’t)

ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ ɢᴇɴᴏ ᴀᴜʀɪᴇᴍᴍᴀ x ᴍᴇɴᴀᴄᴇ!ꜰᴇᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

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Summary: You’ve been testing Geno’s patience since the moment you stepped on UConn’s campus. You’re talented, unbothered, and just enough of a smartass to keep your scholarship hanging by a thread. But deep down, you’re his favorite headache.

Vibe: Whistle slams, eye rolls, chaotic love, and the emotional damage of saying “you’re like my kid” with his whole chest

No one stresses Geno out like you.

And no one lives for it like you do.

You’ve been on thin ice since the first time you called a press conference “ghetto fabulous” under your breath while mic’d up. Geno almost choked on his coffee. Azzi fell off the bench. Paige had to cover her face to keep from laughing.

“Did you really just say that into an NCAA broadcast feed?” Geno asked, pinching the bridge of his nose.

You shrugged. “It was.”

He turned red. “You are going to ruin me.”

“I’m not the one who approved these chairs,” you replied, sitting in one like you were posing for Vogue and not a ranked post-game Q&A.

From that day on, you were his #1 problem child. But God, he’d go to war for you.

⸻

He yells at you the most. Because you deserve it.

“You think that behind-the-back pass was smart?” he snaps during practice.

“I thought it was flavorful,” you say, wiping sweat from your face.

“Flavorful?” he repeats. “You are one tech away from me throwing you out of the building.”

“Cool, I’ll just Uber to my NIL shoot.” He throws his clipboard. You wink.

⸻

But it’s not all jokes. Sometimes you check on him when nobody else does.

You bring him an iced coffee before early practices. Put ibuprofen next to his water when he rubs his temples too long. You sit in his office when you’re having a bad day, head down, quiet for once.

He doesn’t say much. Just passes you a protein bar and keeps typing. That’s how y’all say I love you. In chaos and quiet.

⸻

And even when he’s mad, furious, pacing the sideline and yelling your name after a steal you didn’t convert or a stunt you weren’t supposed to pull?

He still defends you to everyone else.

“Yeah, she’s a pain in my ass,” he tells reporters. “But she’s my pain in the ass.”

Bonus:

You Benched Me. I took it personal.

Okay… maybe not messed up. But you definitely pulled a fast break reverse layup, stared down the girl you just scored on, and said, “I thought y’all were ranked?”

Geno yanked you off the court so fast your sneakers squeaked.

“You’re done,” he snapped, waving you toward the bench. “SIT.”

You threw your hands up like you didn’t understand why you, of all people, were getting benched.

“Coach, come on—”

“No. Sit down before I sit you in the parking lot.”

You flopped into the seat next to KK like you’d just been hit with war crimes. She was biting her lip, trying not to laugh.

Azzi looked at you with the world’s deepest sigh. Paige was already reaching over with a towel and a muttered “You really can’t help yourself, huh?”

⸻

You were petty the whole time.

Refused to make eye contact with Geno. Didn’t speak during timeouts. Sat with your arms crossed like someone grounded you from your phone.

Even when the team got hype, you clapped in slow motion with a deadpan expression like a robot being forced to show spirit.

You deserved that benching. But you weren’t gonna act like it.

⸻

Third quarter, two turnovers in a row, Geno’s eye twitched.

“Get in,” he finally muttered, not looking at you.

You stood up so slow.

“Oh, I’m allowed to play again?” you said, stretching dramatically.

“Reader,” he growled. “Don’t.”

You walked past him with the fakest smile ever. “Love you, Coach.”

“Drop 10 or don’t come back.”

You dropped 26.

⸻

Reverse layup. Stepback three. Full-court pass with your off-hand.

You lit the gym up like it was personal. Because it was.

And after you hit the last three and jogged back on defense, you looked over at Geno and mouthed, “Still wanna bench me?”

He didn’t smile. But you saw him shake his head and mutter, “Unbelievable.”

⸻

After the game, while media swarmed Azzi and Paige, you walked past Geno in the tunnel, pretending to look at your nails.

He cleared his throat. You turned slowly.

“…Good job,” he said under his breath, like it physically hurt him.

You gasped, hand to your chest. “Wait—what was that? I blacked out.”

“Don’t push it.”

“I’m framing that.”

He rolled his eyes. “I should’ve gone into real estate.”

You slung your arm over his shoulder and whispered, “Nah. Then you never would’ve met your favorite problem.”

He groaned. But he didn’t push you off.

[noctuaspine]

If it isn’t clear, Kaeya is bleeding gold from his face.

I wanted to practice more dynamic poses. This was supposed to be one half of a protective/possessive comparison between Diluc and Kaeya like Jinx and Vi but I kept messing up the possessive part so there’s just this.

[quibbs126]

I drew all of these today, first for the Sunstreaker design and then I got through all of them because I’m really not sure how to spend a Tuesday afternoon now

Like side tangent, I am not sure what to do with my time on my off days anymore. So I have my classes end by 12:20 every day, and on Tuesdays and Fridays in particular, I have nothing else to do for the rest of the day (the others have something or other going on, usually work). I would like to spend that time doing actual schoolwork, like I have an assignment due by tonight, but I didn’t know what to do immediately after coming back to my dorm, so I decided to keep drawing, and now it’s around 5 or so and my day’s gonna be over in a few hours, so I should get working on my schoolwork

I feel like I wasted the day, but what am I supposed to do the whole day? I’m not sure anymore, because I have way more free time than last semester

But anyways, back on to the actual art

So I started off today trying to draw a Sunstreaker design more based off of TFA, since I thought that’d be cool. But I really didn’t know what I was doing with it, so eventually I just decided to draw his g1 design instead, so I at least somewhat know what I’m doing

I also had some of his toy designs as well, so I took from that too. This goes for all the characters by the way, particularly with the tires

But yeah after finishing Sunstreaker, I figured might as well draw Sideswipe too. And then after that I decided to do Bluestreak and Cliffjumper, for reasons I don’t really know. Like okay, I knew after Sideswipe I wanted to do more with my poses, and so I had the mental image for Cliffjumper’s pose, but for whatever reason I ended up drawing Bluestreak before that

But anyways yeah. Character and posing practice this is

I think Sideswipe turned out the worst in all honesty. I just didn’t know as much what I wanted to do with him, and his helmet was confusing for me to draw. Probably shouldn’t have tried drawing him from an upwards perspective

But other than him I think the others turned out pretty good. No real notes on Sunstreaker. Bluestreak I feel is off in some way, but it’s also in a way I like. Cliffjumper’s probably second worst, but not as bad. I think it’s mostly the head, and I think it came out wonky like that because I drew it last and the original rectangle was not at that angle

I was going to elaborate more, but I really only have thoughts about Cliffjumper and how I like him small and violent, but I don’t want him only associated with Bumblebee. And also generally that Sunstreaker should be in more things

So I guess we stop here? Not really much to say on my end. But I don’t really know what to add on here

I just think some of these guys are neat, and also I needed something to draw today

I still need to work more on more dynamic poses, as well as bettering the anatomy in general, but we’re getting there

[bluemantics]

Lance threw open a set of metal doors with a loud bang, sending interns with coffee flying as he stormed in.

“Lance!” Allura rushed up to greet him. She was flawless as always, her white hair pulled back into a neat bun. She was dressed in a pink jumpsuit that somehow made her impossibly taller.

“How’s everything holding up?” Lance asked her. He was a stark contrast to Allura in his quickly thrown together jeans and t-shirt. Dark rings circled his eyes, his normally dewy skin was pale, and his whole body felt like it was going to fall apart.

“Just perfectly, don’t worry,” Allura assured him. She pulled a clipboard out of seemingly thin air, running through a checklist at rapid fire speed. “All of the collection has had quality tests and checks. The lighting crew is fully set up. The models have been briefed on what they have to convey and the message of the line… but.” She paused.

Lance felt his face go flat. “There’s a but.”

“But,” she continued weakly, jabbing a pen at her clipboard. “There’s one model that seems to be a bit challenging. He won’t listen to the directors, just keeps posing how he sees fit. It’s making the other models slightly… on edge.”

At that moment, Lance heard the unmistakable sounds of boots clomping over to the door. He looked over to see Nyma, one of his favorite models to work with, storming out.

“I just can’t work with that new guy! He’s the fucking worst. Takes all the damn spotlight and then has the gall to act like he doesn’t know. Dick.” She practically was growling as she left.

Lance raised an eyebrow at Allura. She sighed. “Fine, she’s right. He’s a dick.”

“I’ll take care of it, Llura,” Lance promised. “This is my collection. If there’s something majorly wrong, I’ve gotta fix it myself. You go deal with Hunk, I think I saw him crying over a wind machine in the room next door.” Allura looked relieved, nodding and walking toward the same exit Nyma had left through. Her tall white heels made delicate clacking noises as she left Lance to fend for himself.

Lance inhaled, straightening up and trying to summon the courage of a head designer. This was his first full collection with Altea designs. He was finally done with years of internships, assistant positions, and execution of others’ creative visions. Blue was supposed to be something revolutionary. Allura had assured him that it was unique, but not too bold for an upstart. Floating lines, dramatic blue shades, and sleek fabrics were all signatures of the original line. Lance was so proud of it.

He was not going to let some new model with an attitude ruin his blossoming career.

Lance walked over to the set to get a lay of the land. The set itself was gorgeous; it harkened back to the underwater setting it represented without being too literal, dark and moody in some shots while light and ethereal in other places. Currently, three models were being photographed; Rolo was on the right, laid back with an open shirt, and on the left was Romelle, her skirt dazzling as she moved it around her legs between shutter clicks.

But—

And yes, there was a but—

The model in the center captivated all the attention. Whoever had given him Lance’s favorite pieces from the line was cruel. The dark-haired model was wearing a low-cut black top that rippled out into open, wide sleeves. His bottoms were dark blue and black, Lance’s take on a cross between a skirt and pants. Something that blurred the lines of gender. Even his boots were sexy. Lance wanted to cry.

Then, he saw the problem. Rolo and Romelle were mirroring each other and the energy they’d been told to capture. They were flowing, soft and gentle, shifting naturally from movement to movement.

The middle man was not at all in sync with them. He was dynamic. He was sharp. He snapped between poses, turning his head in a challenging manner or flexing his hand as if he was missing unseen action. It was not what Lance had asked for.

Fuck, it was better.

“Hey,” Lance turned to the photography director on set. “Call cut. Who’s that guy in the middle?”

“Keith.”

“Get him over here.”

The man nodded. Immediately, Romelle and Rolo gravitated toward one another. The other guy tried to stick to the side, until he was pulled over by an intern.

He strode up to Lance with a raised eyebrow, his hands stuffed in the pockets of Lance’s outfit. “You wanted to see me?”

“Hi. Lance. Lance McClain.” Lance stuck his hand out for Keith to shake, eyes trailing the low cut of Keith’s shirt for a moment before snapping up awkwardly. Keith didn’t seem to notice and shook his hand. His palms were rougher than expected for a model, but Lance found that he didn’t mind.

“What do you need?”

“I’m the designer of the line,” Lance explained slowly. Understanding dawned on Keith’s face. He hadn’t even known who Lance was. “I just heard you were having problems with the other models and, well, I can see why.” Keith seemed to bristle, crossing his arms over his chest (which Lance mourned his view of).

“Hm.”

“You don’t match the other models. You aren’t even following the directions you were given. Have you done this before?”

Anger ignited in Keith’s eyes, and he sneered up at Lance. “Well, aren’t you a nice guy?”

Lance grinned in response, which only seemed to irk Keith more. “You know what? I don’t care. Whatever this angsty rage bullshit attitude is, I like it better on this line than what I originally imagined. You added something here, captured a different part of the story.” Lance’s grin only widened as Keith’s confusion grew.

“Excuse me?”

“You’re the new face of the collection. I’m giving you solo shots. A bigger role. I don’t care that you don’t work well with that other flouncy, pretty image of this collection. You’re showing my new angle: the untameable nature of the depths.” Lance’s eyes were practically sparkling with each word.

Keith still wasn’t relaxed, just a little less outright aggressive. He slowly nodded. “Fine? I guess I'll do it.” Clearly, he was mostly confused, his gaze darting up and down as if still taking in Lance's sudden appearance.

Lance made a short, quick clap. “Great. I’ll talk to the directors, get a new spot on the set, and an intern will grab a few more outfits for rotation.” He smirked, doing a quick once over of Keith one last time. “Seems like we’ll be working more closely for a few weeks.”

He turned on his heel, not bothering to wait for Keith's reaction.

Shit, this was going to be fun.

[whimsymoonpages]

chapter 20. the nightmare before christmas

cw: light sexual tension, mild language, group relationship dynamic, trying on horrible costumes, sirius is the dragon's arse

the bell jingled above the door as you, sirius, james, and remus stepped into the muggle halloween store. you blinked against the blast of plastic and cheap candy smell—so different from the dusty magic shops you were used to. sirius immediately grabbed a glittery goblin mask off a shelf and held it up with a mock-shudder.

"who thinks this is scary?" he asked, holding it at arm's length. "this looks like something a child made during arts and crafts."

james snorted, picking up a cardboard troll costume with googly eyes barely hanging on by glue strings. "more like a toddler's fever dream. how are we supposed to terrify anyone wearing this?"

you laughed so hard, nearly dropping the broomstick you'd grabbed from the corner to sweep up later. "i don't get it. why do muggles make their monsters look like they're straight out of a cartoon?"

sirius grinned, tossing the goblin mask onto the counter. "because they're adorable idiots."

remus glared at you all. "this is half of my culture you lot are talking about!"

"sorry, moons," james peeled back a rack of plastic witches' hats covered in glitter. "so what's the plan? classic creepy witches? silly vampires? zombies?"

remus shrugged, though you could tell he was already calculating logistics. "maybe something practical, easy to move around in..." he glanced at sirius, who was now wearing a sparkly cape festooned with fake cobwebs, "i can tell that idea will be vetoed."

"of course it's vetoed," sirius said, flicking the cape dramatically like he was about to cast a curse. "i'm the king of unpractical."

"impractical, siri." you snickered as you plucked a feathered hat off the rack and tossed it on your head. you struck a mock regal pose.

remus smiled, coming closer and gently setting a wide-brimmed witch's hat over yours, his fingers brushing your hair as he adjusted it. you froze for a moment, cheeks heating, and he caught your eye with a soft, quiet smile. "looks perfect," he said just low enough for you alone. the moment is ruined by a horrible gasp.

"oh. my. gods." sirius breathes, holding up a ridiculous inflatable dragon costume. "okay, real talk: we have to try this on."

"no way," james said, laughing incredulously. "there's no way four people fit inside that."

"of course there's a way," remus grinned, clearly seeing sirius' vision. he began crawling inside the tail end. "i claim the head."

"i'm obviously the arse," sirius declared, wriggling into the back piece.

"neck," you said, already scooting into the middle.

"damnit!" james pouts, squeezing in next to you.

you can only imagine how ridiculous you all look. remus' head poked out as the dragon's snout, twitching with every laughing breath. james struggled to keep balance as the wobbly middle, his arms flailing as he tried to hold the costume together. you barely managed to keep upright as the neck, and sirius wiggled the tail end so hard, his part of the costume toppled over.

"i look ridiculous," sirius groaned, but his eyes sparkled with amusement. he huffed from his spot on the floor, blowing his now messy curls out of his face.

"no, you look majestic," you teased, reaching down to ruffle his hair. you don't miss how he leans into your touch.

"don't touch the arse," james warned, laughing. "it's a sensitive spot."

"too late," remus said dryly.

"how'd you even get back there?!?"

"we all know,the arse is prone to collapse." sirius deadpans.

you all tried on more costumes after that—james in a squeaky spaceman suit, sirius daring to squeeze into a sparkly fairy outfit with wings, and remus eyeing a set of simple cloaks and hats.

sirius accidentally set off a hidden sparkler in a wizard hat, causing a harmless but startling burst of sparks that sent everyone ducking. he grimaced and tried so hard to hide in a rack. somehow, he didn't grimace as hard as remus.

you and james ducked into the tiniest dressing room you'd ever seen, the walls practically closing in as the door clicked shut behind you. the air was thick, the faint scent of old fabric mixing with your own nervous energy.

"wow," james whispered, "i think this is the official smallest fitting room in england."

you laughed softly, but the sound was swallowed by the close space. you reached for a long, dark wizard robe hanging on the rack and held it up against yourself. james did the same, standing right behind you, his chest nearly brushing your back.

"think this will do?" you asked, glancing over your shoulder to find his body inches from yours.

he smirked, voice low and teasing. "only if you promise not to hex me if i look better in it than you."

you turned fully toward him, and suddenly there was nowhere to step back to. the walls pressed close on all sides, your bodies almost tangled. your height difference looks crazy in the mirror. james, standing at a cool 6'4, made it hard for your face to be anywhere except his firm chest when you face him. the soft fabric of the robes brushed against your arms as you both fumbled with the clasps, hands occasionally grazing in the cramped space.

james' eyes flicked to your lips, then back to your eyes, the teasing fading into something warmer, more serious. "you're distracting me," he admitted with red cheeks.

you swallowed, heart hammering. "maybe you need a distraction."

his grin returned, slow and slow-burning. you both stood still for a moment, the world narrowing down to just the two of you, the heat of your closeness filling the tight room. james' hand found your waist, fingers light but sure, and you leaned in just a little. just as your lips start to brush, you hear sirius calling for you.

"weasel! i have the perfect costume for you!"

you finally step out of the tiny dressing room, your heart still thudding from how close james was. he's right behind you, grinning like he just won a secret battle. sirius raises an eyebrow from across the aisle, wearing a crooked wizard hat and cape half on, clearly judging your "wizard look."

"well, well," sirius smirks, "if it isn't the newest dark wizard and his loyal right-hand man."

james shoots him a playful glare and speaks in a low, grumble of a voice. "it is i, the dark wizard, who will hex you right here in muggle land."

you laugh, still feeling the warmth from the moment, and sirius saunters over, adjusting the cape dramatically. "you know, this is all well and good, but I think we need something a little more...dramatic."

remus holds up a simple black cloak and shakes his head. "if your vision of dramatic is that blasted dragon costume, count me out."

"oh, come on, moons, that was a masterpiece." sirius waves his hand like he's dismissing a minor tragedy. "besides, we need to push the boundaries of ridiculous. i won't be upstaged by barty crouch junior!"

you wander over to a rack of hats, grabbing a wide-brimmed, feathered pirate hat and plopping it on your head. sirius instantly materializes beside you, pulling a pirate's eye patch from the rack. "pirates?" he suggests, flashing you a crooked smile. "dangerous, edgy, and a little mysterious."

you grin and turn to james. "what do you think? should we sail the high seas instead of fighting dragons?"

james chuckles, pulling on a battered leather jacket he'd found nearby. "as long as there's treasure involved, i'm in."

"i HAVE to be captain blackbeard."

guess who said that. guess.

remus picks up a bowler hat, turning it over in his hands thoughtfully. "i don't know why i'm even here."

"because you like us." you say, catching his eye as he quietly places the hat on your head again, gently brushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear. you blush, the moment slower this time, softer, and remus catches your smile with one of his own.

"okay," james pants, trying to pull a plastic mask off his face. "but seriously, what are we going to be?"

"something coordinated," you say, catching remus' gaze. "got to appeal to everyone, don't we?"

you all smile, the excitement bubbling for the party ahead. suddenly, james snaps. "ARE WE DAFT! i know exactly what we're going to be!"

"this idea better be good, prongs." sirius says as he puts his pirate costume away.

"you've guessed it!" james exclaims happily, gripping sirius' shoulders in his big hands. "i will be prongs!"

"moony," he points to remus.

"weasel," he points to you.

"padfoot," he points to sirius, who points to himself and mouths, 'me?'

"and prongs!" james' arms outstretch into a star pose.

oh brother.

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[lvn4i]

Uh, Clancy...?

funny idea i had, supposed to be more dynamic pose but i gave up im not good with perspective. will practice tho

[thefaiao]

I love your shape language so much!! it’s inspiring me to try new things with my art, i was wondering if you had any suggestions for breaking the shapes down in character designs or how the characters relate to the colour palettes used in your pieces!!

God this is a tough question... I'll try my best to answer. This is somewhat basic but when drawing, think not only about the space the character occupies, but the space they don't, the negative space. Sometimes poking wholes into those large masses, if it is by stretching their limbs or body in some way, which most artists do to better communicate poses or make the drawings more dynamic, can help distinguish the shape and bring forth the character that much more.

Experimentation is also important, though it shouldn't stop you from starting and finishing something so to speak. Like I have drawn Rando many many times in different somewhat laborious illustrations, but instead of trying to get him perfect, I finish what I started and move on to try again. My first Randos are far from perfect, but isn't it nice that you can go back and see them anyway? It's important to finish things, even if it'll be inconsistent later. It's inconsistent because you are human, not only you can't figure it out without practice, perfect is the horizon. You can never reach the horizon, it can only exist far away from you, and that is fine. Trying to get there is what truly matters.

Now for color I'm not sure... I don't have a good grasp in color theory, at least not one I could put into words. I just kept painting until it looked good, and many of my old color schemes were awkward, though I still was very attached to them because I wanted to believe there was more ways to do things than what I was seeing. How about this tip: my coloring after picking the more base colors that underline the illustration is simple, you should not feel daunted and see what I do as impossible to achieve somehow. I tend to pretty often work with single layers and just making colors decay in a pleasing curve to represent shadows, mostly by becoming darker and more saturated, but it depends on the mood. If you wanna get good at colors, try that, try just drawing on the same layers and sculpting things with color. It's awkward at first but I think it pushes you to live with your decisions and not get too attached to one piece or another, which I think is one of the biggest traps you can fall in with digital art.

Now of course I pick my colors thinking of how I relate to the characters and all. In a way when I draw I am reflecting on what that particular character means to me. With a known game I also think about their place in the history of games I suppose, and online culture. At the same time I wanna capture all the aspects that I like about them. For Susie for example I wanted to capture her more teenage side, as I feel it is lost with the drawings. Mostly it comes down to shapes and how the character presents themselves, but I suppose the colors also reflect the mood of the situations I imagine these characters in, behind the more superficial aspects of my style like the fact it's generally vibrant.

I could probably meander on, but I'm sure you get the picture. I hope it shed at least some light on what you had in mind.

[greenapplespider]

(wip) To high powered mages, from Blood in Moderation, magic sounds like music. Which gives me a good reason to practice dynamic poses. This character is called Jeffery, he’s a bit of a savant when it comes to casting. The magic system in BiM I suppose is technically a low magic one.

—

The majority of magics are elemental in expression and generally adhere to the known laws of physics. All living beings have some amount of magic, as it is life, energy, blood- but only a small subset of humans possess the talent to wield it.

With most mages being inclined to certain expressions of magic over others, be it wielding fire, ice, or what have you. On the rarer side of things talents such as accelerating the bodies natural healing processes, reversing injuries, and even rearranging one’s magic to create quasi physical objects (such as energy shields or projectiles) exist.

Mages can pool their magic with one another to cast more powerful spells. With historical reports telling of Abufan savages using such techniques during the final Vanberg civil war to summon hurricanes.

It was rumored the Puppet King Jeffery had the ability to command storms himself, fully embodying the power of lightning and ether; that he could teleport at will without array or other casters. This is largely contested though.

On the darker side of things, exists alchemy; arrays drawn in blood which can help even the weakest mage cast feats well beyond them as well as certain other restricted practices, mostly lost to time.

[siriusblackdevotee]

Alphirius... sigh [incest, grooming]

okay so, Alphard has a huge inferiority complex thing going on. He has no children, no wife, not even bitches, he's not smart, not magically talented or talented at all, he doesn't even have a strong circle of influence...he's just average. In comparison, Lucretia is married with kids, Orion and Walburga are married with kids, one of them the heir, Cygnus is married with kids, two of them engaged to a Lestrange and a Malfoy. All of them stand out for being so powerful, worthy of respect, rich, intelligent, gorgeous, influence...something!!

like u get my point, Alphard still does have all of those things, still a Black, but compared to his relatives? He doesn't have much to offer.

He's the weakest and kind of the most disappointing Black there is and you can tell from the fights within the family. If Cygnus and Walburga fought, they'd be screaming and yelling at each other for hourrss and by the end of it, they wouldn't even come to an agreement, both so prideful to back down so they just mutually ..forget the argument. But if Alphard fought with any of them? He backs down immediately. He doesn't even bother fighting because to him, there's this unspoken dynamic, he wasn't equal to the others, that's just how it is.

is he the youngest?? I think he is but that adds to it as well. That's the way it's been for him ever since he could remember, like he just would never be taken seriously.

it was fine when he was younger but he's an adult now and it really messes with his self esteem?? He's still a prideful Black!! He needs to feel that power that comes with his family name!! yes he occasionally uses it against muggleborns and some purebloods but that doesn't really mean anything, doesn't feel like it means anything. he's still a Black and all, he's supposed to be superior to them and they don't really matter.

point is. Alphard feels like a total loser. A joke for a Black. Like he doesn't fit in, like he doesn't meet their standards. Inferior!! He always wanted to use his authority or power against another black and actually feel like their equal but never did because he's afraid of the blacklash, he's s coward!!

then we have Sirius, just a boy showing already promising signs to be a good future head of the family, he's praised by Walburga and Orion, the beloved grandson of Acturursomething as much as he'd loathed to admit it, even Cygnus feels slightly provoked by the innocent boy. Sirius was so smart, so young and his witty comebacks were enough to make Lucretia speechless, his accidental magic blowing walls of their place down, such a promising magical prowess, truly a perfect Black if it weren't for his love for 'filth'

Alphard didn't really care much about that, everyone was equally below him, besides other Blacks, so he didn't see any need to punish and scold the boy the way Walburga and Orion seemed to. He just continues to shower Sirius with affection because his interest in muggles didn't really pose a huge problem.

Clearly, Alphard must've done something right because Sirius gets extra clingy around him, wants to be the absolute best, just perfect for him so Alphard can keep being so nice to him. He's holding on tighter because his parents,,, they haven't really been nice to him ever since he became so out spoken. that's why he clung to Alphard, who doesn't seem to think it's an issue the way his parents do!!

and Sirius wants to be so good for Alphard, would do anything to make sure Alphard doesn't dislike him or is tired or bored of him. Besides ignoring his non pureblood friends the way his parents have even begging him to. He can't do that but thankfully, the things Alphard tells him to do have nothing to do with all that.

do I make sense. again Alphard hates confrontation with his family, hates working to feel like he's worth something to them, hates judgement and rejection and all that. But there's Sirius who is practically worshipping him submissive to him just bec he's the only adult that's so nice and sweet to him. Sirius would not have the power to make Alphard feel inferior bc the power imbalance between them...???

It's not even really a sex thing?? Is this a d/s thing?? perchance. Alphard just wants power over a Black and Sirius is veryyy willing.

oml and the sex only comes when Alphard is in these really bad depressive moods, where his self worth is in shambles and in those moments, he gets so mean to Sirius, he can't really control himself but he has to take his anger out some way. But the way he phrases himself as he gets Sirius to take off his clothes, like Sirius was helping him, how special he is for being the only one that could make him feel better, that Sirius was doing something so good and nice for Alphard that by the end of it, Sirius is convinced he's helped Alphard because he seemed so calm and happy afterwards, even if Sirius felt uncomfortable and scared through it.

These depressive moods happen occasionally, and most of the times Alphard is just very sweet to him!! He'd even send Sirius pocket money when his own parents absolutely refused as a punishment for a silly thing. He'd even buy Sirius his favorite food, that one new broom, some muggle trinkets here and there. So Alphard can't be a bad person!! The secret things they do don't even hurt!!

that's kind of why Sirius doesn't recognize what Alphard is doing to him as bad bc. To him bad is pain and mean words, neither of which Alphard gives him. He doesn't know Alphard is hurting him lmao.

[drownedinlavender]

Okay I feel SO bad that I'm so burnt out from classes that I haven't been able to properly finish the next chapter of my fanfic, "Be Nice to Me" so here's a lil excerpt in the mean time :D

“Wait, is this … is that supposed to be… me?” He quirks up an eyebrow and curiously eyes the drawing. It's him. It's a sketch of him in his basketball uniform mid throw.

“That's!” Eric's face turns crimson red as he word vomits the first excuse he can think of. “When I was waiting for you to be done practicing! I–I was doing homework for art class. I had to draw some dynamic poses, you know, of movement or whatever so I figured, I’m already here, right? Might as well draw what I'm seeing, you know?” He desperately fumbles on his words.

“Oh yeah…” Kyle quietly acknowledges, his eyes firmly glued to the sketch.“Is this how you see me?” His quiet words barely manage to reach Eric's ears.

Eric pauses for a moment, unable to understand what Kyle's asking. “What do you mean? That’s what you look like… isn't it?” He peers up into Kyle's face with big, worried eyes. Is he creeped out? Does he think my drawing’s dog shit?

Kyle pauses, making Eric await his response with bated breath. “Do I? It's … it's really good… Like, how you draw, not how I look. Although, you did make me look good here,” Kyle smiles, feeling a noticeable boost to his confidence all of a sudden.

Eric glances up at Kyle. He gazes up at the gentle curve of his lips and the light creases beside his eyes. He's smiling. He's smiling at what I made.

[charmspoint]

I'm not like, an art blog or anything but if anyone is feeling super discouraged as all this ai shit roles through and is maybe thinking 'art is so hard and impossible to achieve without years and years of practice, i might as well use ai because it's the only way to make what I'm envisioning', I made this in like two hours:

I'm not an artist and you can probably see that. Pretty much all art I have done is either done by my brother or commissioned. I have 0 art training, I don't draw on the regular, last time I seriously drew was probably a couple of years ago. And I did this in two hours. I looked up a bunch of things, used plenty references, googled stuff like 'pose references' and 'how to draw boots' and here is the result. Just like, don't be discouraged, art is not some mystic skill only a chosen few can master. All I needed to draw this can be found in any store that sells school supplies and some time and effort. You got this, I love you, never give in to the easier path.

And now me rambling about the process under cut cuz I had a bunch of fun!

So this is a drawing of one of my dnd characters. She's an eladrin (fairy flavored elf for the uninitiated) and her original class was barbarian but I'm going to reclass her into a druid next time I play her because I decided it fit her backstory more.

Here's her initial design from like two years ago

The concept was 'barbarian but she's a magical girl lol' and a darker color scheme prevailed because I was trying to fit her into a CoS campaign :I I ended up changing characters hvhnvh. Anyway since I decided to reclass her into a druid and focus on her backstory more, making her a more serious and grounded character, I decided to switch from a lolita inspired style to a mori kei inspired one instead. At least when it came to styling and layering. I decided to leave colors leaning more towards pastel pinks to keep the original hyper fem feeling of the character. I also decided to change her hairstyle from twin tails to twin braids to give her a more mature look reflecting her more thoughtful and reflective rebranding. I kinda wanted to make her braids even longer but uhhh drawing braids is kinda confusing to me but I did my best anyway.

Pose is always the hardest part of drawing for me aaaaa, I'm shit at judging proportions and not nearly passionate enough to try and do that part slowly and precisely so I usually just kinda end up winging it. I also gave up on the legs cuz like...I'll give her a dress anyway :I...have I mentioned I'm not an artist. Her pose doesn't have much to do with her character the way it does in her original picture, I honestly just wanted an easy pose to draw so I can show off hair and outfit. Dynamic poses make drawing clothes a lot harder for me (if u would call the pose in the og pic dynamic...once again I'm not an artist)

Hair and outfit are like my fav parts to do and what I spend the most time on, from looking up references, to trying to get it just right, to making little tweaks and changes to trying to do my best with store bought colors to get the colors just right. The part where her shawl and braid and top of the dress are was the hardest to make sense of and I did my best about it hzbhjbhj hopefully it looks nice. Also the top of her dress was a test bunny for how i wanted to combine brown and beige for her dress and i accidentally used the wrong and stronger shade of brown, hence the top looks different...drawing by hand hard. Also yeah I did change the positioning of one of her legs between pose sketch and outfit sketch...I couldn't figure out how to draw a boot like that.

Here are some outfit references I used! I took elements from all of these (the white bits are supposed to be lace but like...I'm just one girl with a pen).

That's about it :3 I'm very happy with it, she ended up super cute. I honestly surprised myself with how good it looks. It reminded me how much I actually like drawing hair and outfits, I used to do that a bunch back in high school and college. I should play more girls in dnd so I can draw more cute outfits. I can't draw men because if I try to draw a man I will die.

[puttersmile]

(Ken) Kickin is fine with bugs but spiders will give him nightmares. Don't matter how big or small.

Ken saving a girl he likes from some kind of peril. Or maybe this is just a daydream.

Doug and Scotch sharing a nightmare? Or this is real danger. What kind of past do they share?

These are some quick arts working out character dynamics and practicing the princess/bridal carry pose for some reason? I do need to practice drawing 2 characters touching each other. These guys are supposed to be friends after all.

I made a side blog on a whim but I'm not even sure how they work. So yeah...

[quibbs126]

So these are currently my two pieces of attempted Transformers art

First one was practice, 2nd was just something I wanted to draw. Debated putting them on different posts, but I thought might as well have them on the same

I’m starting with the Animated characters because it’s what I’m watching, and also I like the art style. Or I at least like how Optimus looks. I drew a Ratchet elsewhere on Friday but it’s on a physical sheet of paper so I can’t show it to you

It’s…coming along, I suppose? It’s not the best, but I suppose I should also admit to myself that I’ve literally never drawn a Transformer before. And for that, I suppose it isn’t the worst? Like it just looks kind of off

I am getting the hang of drawing Optimus though. I probably need to figure out how to draw the others though, and not just him

I think with the 2nd drawing in particular, I’m making the head too big. Old habits are hard to break, I suppose

But also another thing, I am struggling with the eye shadow things. It looks cool, and I’d like to keep doing it for that reason, but I struggle with making it look right. And by proxy, that goes for the eyes in general. How do people draw them?

Also how do you draw the bots in general? I have no clue how I’m supposed to pose them

But yeah, on to things I drew

The shocked Optimus in the 1st one has been in my head for a while now, I had to draw it. Context, crossovers between the canons have been stuck on my head a LOT. And I think I’ve already mentioned my whole idea of Animated Optimus being absolutely horrified hearing about the Transformers One Sentinel

Tragically, I couldn’t figure out how specifically to draw his expression. What you see there is the best I could do

Then we have the 2nd picture, which is just because I like the headless Sentinel episode, their dynamic there is amazing. Didn’t think I’d care for the second Headmaster episode, but it’s great for them

I’m still considering the whole Optimus/Sentinel situationship in current day, but I think I’d need to make it through Season 3 first before I can say for sure. But I still don’t yet see TFA megop (they basically haven’t interacted in Season 2 so far), so I’m still going with it

There’s probably more I meant to mention, but I’ve forgotten it in the moment. So take this

[myokk]

hiya Maddy my love 💕

(trying not to ask repeat Q's here but my mushy brain can't keep track 😆 so feel free to ignore any repeats)

📐 Whats your favorite kinds of lines to draw?

✨ How often do you draw?

🍀 You wish your art was more..(fill in the blank)

bonus: anything else to do with your art that you wish to yap about?

BAGEL🥹💘🫂🫂🫂

📐 What are your favorite kind of lines to draw?

I will say definitely perfect lines🤌 ever since I started tattooing there is no satisfaction I get quite like making a line look so perfect it’s like it’s printed on! My hands are very steady, and I can draw straight lines/whatever types of lines I want without any shakiness at all now🥰

✨ How often do you draw?

Do you really want to ask this😳 I spend at LEAST 5 hours a day drawing/painting as I have a lot of commissions/making flash sheets/teaching art classes/practicing whst I’m bad at/fanart at the end of the day if I have some time🤲 (I just love drqwing and atp it’s like a habit I HAVE to do🤭)

🍀You wish your art was more…

I guess I’ll answer for fanart bc if I answered for every single type of art I’d be typing a novel😣✍️✍️✍️ bc it basically sums up to im not content or happy with anything I create & I always look at my art critically to see where I can improve and what I need to focus on.

I suppose with fanart the number one thing im always working for & hope I achieve sometimes is that the poses and everything is very dynamic because that’s what I’m interested in !!!!! I never want my drawings to look stiff, and I guess the next thing I’ll start tackling is environment/coloring/composition etc. honestly art is a lifelong journey and I feel like I’ll never run out of things I can be working on😆♥️

THANK YOU FOR THE ASK🥹🥹🥹🥹

[crumplstiltskin]

Big fan of all ur art☝️☝️i just wanted to know how you approach anatomy? Like with poses and just general shapes? Have a good day :D

hii thank you so much! i’m happy to hear that ☺️

this is kind of a broad question for me to answer but personally, using a lot of photography as references and practicing observational drawing helps me a lot. i’m not picky about what pose i practice with as long as it’s dynamic or helps me understand how muscles, skin, and clothes look in different angles. my goal is always for my work to look organic and natural, and not stiff! i can always always improve on that.

breaking things down in shapes can help a lot if you get stuck but you have to study what they look like in the first place. it’s like cooking a recipe. if you don’t know what it’s supposed to taste like, you’ll never get it right, even if some variation (within reason unless you’re trying to make it unnatural) is to be expected. but that’s the charm i guess.

i’m rambling a bit! but circling back to my first point; when it comes to picking poses, i do my best work when i’m making comics i think. because the dialogue and interactions already give you a place to start, like i’m capturing a moment. and those are the most fun to draw 🙂‍↕️ i think about the characters’ personality, how they would move, or express themselves, etc. so really…the character should be the one that determines most things for me.

i’m sorry for such a long reply…i tend to get sidetracked…but i hope you found the answer you were looking for. if not, feel free to send another!