#maybe I'll finish drawing and the rest later idk

[lunameimei]

she's flirting 😊

[solidcarbon]

made my watcher a portrait for the second playthrough

[oh-no-its-bird]

Celebrating my 21'st birthday by posting an obnoxious amount of

Warring States Hatake OC things !

Continuing the warring states era Hatake oc train as I try to fill up all 21 slots for the clan !!! I honestly don't know if I'll make all 21, but I'd like to at least give them all names, just to make the world feel lived in. I might ask someone else to donate an oc or two in the future to guest star in the cast, idk

But anyways !!!! In a clan who loves to adopt, it stands to reason that they ofc have people among them who weren't born Hatake.

With that said: Pyromaniac explosion enthusiast Hatake who was a failed bloodline theft anyone ???

Both Sora and Tsuki are pretty fucking horrendous towards Tetsuo, but in large part it's Tsuki leading the charge. Sora follows his lead, as he's the first friend she made in the clan. They're honestly pretty close

Meanwhile: Sora remains the biggest Haruka fan ever. Being saved from the bloodline thief camp by the woman really cemented her in her mind as her hero.

After Sora lost her arm at 12 when playing with an explosion seal she'd explicitly been told not to play with, Tsuki proposed they learn to do hand signs together.

Sora would eventually be able to figure out how to do pull off a jutsu with only one hand, but it takes a long time to get there— and even when she is there, it still takes longer than if she had 2 hands. Working with Tsuki, they can both pull off just about any jutsu as fast as any one person can. Faster, even

Top ten images taken 5 seconds before disaster...

I was gonna draw 2 more pages for this, of the actual drowning attempt, but I got tired and wanted to post this today so you get a summary of what comes next instead. (Maybe I'll finish drawing it and post it separately another day)

Tsuki and Sora bullied Tetsuo pretty relentlessly till the boys were about 13, when Tsuki took things a step too far and basically tried to drown Tetsuo. Tetsuo fought back, beating both Tsuki and Sora's asses pretty soundly— and catching Haruka's attention in the process.

Seeing Tetsuo fend off the other two made up Haruka's mind, and she declared he'd be her new heir. Which he... didn't actually want to be. Oops!

Sora was pretty effectively scared out of bullying Tetsuo any further, and Tsuki mellowed out a good amount— though he remained mischievous, but that was pretty standard for him.

The blue tint of Tetsuo's skin would fade only some months later as he grew out of his Hoshigaki traits and into his Hatake blood. This also helped to lessen teasing from the other kids, along with the whole "he's the new clan heir now" thing.

Good for him.

The next day Tetsuo is super pissy and sleep deprived while Tsuki is suspiciously smug and well rested. On the bright side, Tetsuo has officially learned his lesson and will now refuse to let Tsuki ever give anyone anything he's drawn ominous spirals on.

As adults, Tetsuo and Tsuki are... fine, honestly. They're friends, in a way. Might even be counted as close— or as close as you can be, with Tsuki.

The fact that Tsuki got himself permanantly posessed by an Uzu spiral demon on that mission gone wrong in Wave doesn't make things as complicated than you'd think. Tetsuo seems to often land himself in the position of acting as Tsuki (and often times Sora's) handler.

I had a few more things I wanted to draw, but ran out of time. I'll probably just try and draw and post it later. No Sora piercing lore, Daisuke introduction post or full Tetsuo drowning comic for you!!! (Yet)

Umm final thoughts:

Tetsuo is doomed to forever be surrounded by maniacs

Early Konoha oc art pt. [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9]

[otherone12]

plss just anything Frank iero x fem (or gn) mcr drummer reader 😭😭

Fuck It, I Love You!

Bullets!Frank Iero x Drummer!Reader

-> Masterlist

A/N: Heyy! Guys, idk why, but my criativity just said bye and never came back, so yeah, it is taking so much time for me to post, sorry... Happy pride month for the whole MCR fandom!!! Thanks for the new followers this last week... like five people in a week wtf?! Also, just so you know, my birthday is in three weeks, and i wanna post some imagines about it...

Summary: You and Frank are bandmates, but for some reason he keep being annoying.

- Word Count: 2.175

- Warnings: None, just cliche af

- Ps: I'll not use y/n…

- Ps1: I'm brazilian, so english is not my first language... sorry if i wrote something wrong.

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Reader's 1st Person POV

They say time heals all wounds, but apparently “two months of Frank Iero” only deepens them.

I was already setting up my drum kit in the corner of the cramped, godforsaken excuse of a rehearsal space when I heard the door creak open — and there he was. Late. Again.

Frank Iero, in all his smug, five-foot-nothing glory, walked in like he owned the place. Ratty Misfits hoodie, guitar slung over his shoulder, and a Red Bull in one hand like it was the elixir of talent.

- Morning, sunshine, - Frank smirks, all teeth and faux charm, strumming his guitar like he owns the place.

I don’t even blink.

- Don’t talk to me before I finish this coffee. Or ever.

- Aw, c’mon,- he says, leaning forward like he’s about to share some grand secret. - Admit it. You missed me.

I flip him off casually and head to my kit. The cymbals are slightly off again, probably because someone messed with them yesterday during his ‘exploration of sound,’ aka his “I’m bored so I’m gonna mess with the drummer” phase.

- You know, - he adds, following me like an untrained puppy, - you’d be a lot more fun if you smiled once in a while.

I slam the hi-hat down with a metallic clack.

- And you’d be a lot more tolerable if you shut the hell up. 

Frank just rolled his eyes and started to tune his guitar. The rest of the guys were already used to our “dynamic.” It’s not like they found it funny, but as long as it didn’t affect the music, they didn’t care.

“You can keep fighting or flirting or whatever,” Ray had said once, deadpan, while untangling cables. “Just don’t miss the downbeat.”

Flirting. As if.

I adjusted the snare, trying to ignore the way Frank was plucking out something messy-but-cool on his guitar. It was always like that — annoying as hell one second, then suddenly he'd hit a riff that made you look up like wait, was that… actually sick?

Infuriating.

Gerard wandered in a few minutes later, mumbling something about his voice being trashed and the mic smelling like beer. He looked like he’d just woken up in a dumpster, but that wasn’t really out of the ordinary.

- Ready to run through ‘Skylines’ again? - Ray asked, already plugging in. - Maybe this time without the passive-aggressive murder energy?

- No promises, - I muttered, twirling a stick between my fingers.

- I’ll behave if she does. - Frank winked.

I shot him a look sharp enough to draw blood, but didn’t answer. Instead, I counted us in, and we launched into it.

The first few bars were rough, always were, this early in the day. But by the time we hit the chorus, something clicked. My sticks moved on instinct, the rhythm settling into that sweet spot between chaotic and tight. And then Frank… goddamn Frank… slipped in this little melodic lick between chords that made the whole thing sound bigger, fuller.

I hated how good it was. Worse. I hated that he caught me noticing.

When the song ended, I pulled off my headphones and went for my coffee, pretending I hadn’t heard him say under his breath, just loud enough for me to catch:

- Knew you’d like that.

- Shut up.

- Didn’t say anything.

- You breathed smugly.

He laughed, all raspy and irritating and kind of warm. I hated that too.

- Okay - Ray clapped his hands once. - that was the first time that didn’t sound like we were actively trying to fall apart. 

Gerard tossed his mic onto the couch with a lazy grin. - Dare I say… that kinda ruled?

- Don’t jinx it, -I said, trying not to smile. My arms buzzed from the momentum, heart still thudding from the final crash.

Frank let out a breathy little “hell yeah,” clearly proud of himself, and I refused to look directly at him in case he was already wearing that smug-ass expression again.

Ray was nodding, already unplugging cables. 

- Alright, let’s not ruin it by running it ten more times. Take the win.

- Victory coffee? - Gerard asked hopefully.

- Gerard, - I deadpanned, - you’ve had three.

- Fourth time’s the charm.

The rest of practice wrapped up with a rare sort of high, the kind that comes from finally not sounding like total garbage. Someone said something about meeting up later to go over lyrics, but we were already half-packing, half-talking over each other by then. I checked my phone and saw the band group chat light up.

[Ray]: tonight at your place? you said we could use the garage?

[Me]: yeah sure, after 8 [Gerard]: bring snacks or I riot [Frank]: what if i just bring ✨myself✨ [Me]: then I’m locking the door

[Frank]: kinky [Ray]: blocked [Mikey]: guys. snacks. focus.

I rolled my eyes and tossed my phone onto the passenger seat as I slid behind the wheel of my piece-of-crap car. The good mood lingered, though I’d never admit it out loud. Especially not to him.

Frank’s 1st Person POV

I wasn’t even sure why I left so early. Okay, that’s a lie.

I knew exactly why.

I wanted to see her. Alone. Before the others showed up. Not that I’d ever admit that. Especially not to her. Especially not when her response would probably involve a drumstick aimed at my forehead.

Still, I found myself standing outside her garage at 7:46 PM, pretending I didn’t time it that way, and knocked once before just pushing the door open like I belonged.

She was inside, dragging some ancient-looking amp toward the wall, sleeves pushed up, hair tied back, totally in her own world. For a second I forgot how to act normal. (Not that “normal” had ever really been my thing.)

- Hey, - I said, stepping in casually, like this wasn’t some dumb little mission I’d hyped myself up for.

She turned to look at me, and there it was. That look. The one that said Why are you like this?I lived for it.

- Guess I’m early, - I added, setting my guitar case down with a thud.

She crossed her arms. - You guess, huh? 

I grinned, tried not to let it show too much that I liked seeing her like this, focused, messy, still a little flushed from earlier. - Had too much energy after that rehearsal.

What I didn’t say: You looked happy when we finished that song. I made you laugh, sort of. You didn’t roll your eyes every time I spoke today. And yeah, maybe I wanna ride that high a little longer. Maybe I wanna see if I can get under your skin just enough to make you smile again.

Instead, I wandered around her garage like I wasn’t being obvious. It smelled like sawdust and speakers. There were stickers on the walls, a half-empty coffee cup on the amp, and the faintest hint of her perfume in the air, something sharp and sweet, like citrus and trouble.

- You really letting us trash your place tonight? - I asked, flopping onto the beat-up couch like I owned it. - Brave. 

- Don’t get comfortable, - she muttered, crouching by a power strip. - You’re not special.

Ouch. Also… hot.

- Whatever helps you sleep at night, Sunshine, - I said, drawing out the nickname just to watch her jaw twitch.

She didn’t respond, just shook her head and muttered something under her breath. I didn’t catch it. Didn’t have to. I was already smiling.

She was messing with some cables, too busy pretending I didn’t exist to realize I was watching her. Not in a creepy way,  just... in that way where everything she did looked cool without even trying. Like… she is so pretty… And when she is rolling her eyes, groaning or even telling me to shut up, I can’t help but feel like I'm falling. Hard. Like, she could punch me in the face and I’d say thanks.

I was about to make another sarcastic comment, something stupid, when her phone buzzed on the amp.

She glanced at the screen, frowned, then groaned.

- What? - I asked, leaning over like I had any right to know.

She sighed and turned the screen toward me.

[Ray]: dude my car’s fucked. starter’s dead. i’m stuck [Gerard]: my ride bailed. it’s pouring. Mikey and I we’re not walking in this. [Ray]: lol guess our night is off [Gerard]: frank's probably already there tho 😂

[Ray]: rip

I blinked, then turned to look at her. She was already staring at me like I was a mosquito she couldn’t squash. I looked outside. Yeah… pouring. 

- Well, - I said, making myself more comfortable on her couch, - looks like it’s just you and me, roomie.

- Don’t call me that.

- What? - I smirked. - Scared you’ll start liking it? 

- Scared I’ll commit a felony.

I chuckled, leaning back and tossing my Red Bull onto the floor by my feet. 

- C’mon. We’re already here. Got the space, the gear... we could work on something. Or watch movies…

She looked at the window, then back at me, like she was calculating just how much she hated me versus how much she hated rain.

- I hate this, - she muttered, grabbing her drumsticks and sitting at her kit anyway.

- Sure,- I said, picking up my guitar. - But not as much as you say you do.

She didn’t reply. But she didn’t kick me out either.

Which, as far as I was concerned, meant I was winning.

She sat beside me on the couch like I’d infected the other half of it with some kind of disease, arms crossed, jaw tight, like being near me was physically painful. Which, fine. Cute, actually.

- Gonna turn on the TV or…? - I asked, nudging her knee with mine.

She didn’t say anything, just shoved the remote at me like I’d asked her to hand over her soul.

- Your hospitality is overwhelming, - I muttered, flipping through static and late-night cartoons until I landed on something semi-watchable, grainy horror reruns. Perfect.

We sat in silence for a while, the kind that buzzed louder than the TV. Her knee brushed mine again, just barely, and I didn’t move. Neither did she.

I could feel her next to me. The heat of her skin, the way she drummed her fingers absently on her thigh. She was still pretending I didn’t exist, but she hadn’t moved away either.

- Y’know, - I said eventually, - this might be the longest you’ve gone without insulting me.

- Shut up, Iero.

I laughed, heart beating way too fast for how dumb this was, and leaned back as she scrolled through options.

When she finally picked something I didn't even care about, I glanced at her. She had the same nonchalant look on her face, and I couldn't stop myself.

- You know I won't shut up, right? 

- Frank. - She groaned - I’m trying to watch the fucking move. Shut up.

- Make me. - I smirked, raising an eyebrow.

I thought she would just roll her eyes and ignore me, like she always does… but she leaned in… and before I could notice, her lips touched mine. 

Reader’s 1st Person POV

I don’t know why I did that.

One second, he was being his usual annoying self… smirking, taunting, too close for comfort. And the next, I was kissing him.

It wasn’t some soft, romantic thing. It was quick. Barely there. Just a brush of lips. Like my brain short-circuited and my body went “sure, let’s ruin everything tonight.”

The second it happened, I pulled back like I’d touched fire.

Frank blinked, frozen. Then…  Oh god. That stupid, shit-eating grin spread across his face.

- What,- I said, half a whisper, - the fuck did I just do?

His eyes sparkled like he’d just won the lottery.

- I think, - he said, leaning back like he was the coolest person alive, - you kissed me.

- No, I didn’t. - I stood up fast. - That didn’t happen.

- You absolutely did. - He followed me with his eyes, still sitting smug as hell on the couch.  - And hey, not complaining.

I paced. Because I had just kissed Frank fucking Iero and now the world was definitely ending.

- I don’t even like you, - I said, more to myself than to him.

- Sure. - He stood too, a little slower, like he was enjoying watching me fall apart. - That’s why you kissed me.

- I didn’t- It was a mistake! My brain was just… It shorted out, okay? You’re so irritating.

- I’m irresistible.

- I hate you.

- You kissed me.

- I’m going to kill you.

And then…

he kissed me.

Not a quick, confused one like mine. This was different.

His hand caught the side of my face, gentle but steady, and his mouth pressed to mine with this maddening, frustrating confidence like he knew I wouldn’t pull away. He tasted like the Red Bull he was drinking, but somehow sweeter. 

I didn’t. I should’ve. But I didn’t.

When he pulled back, he was still smiling.

- Yeah… you definitely hate me. 

I swallowed. My whole body felt like static.

- I do, - I said, breathless.

- Good, - he murmured, his forehead nearly resting against mine. - That makes this way more fun.

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So... That's it! hope u like it! feedbacks are always welcome!

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[phantonixx]

long post with my unfinished and scrapped sims art

pt 1

starting with this one... well well

that was supposed to be an au where Nerv is some kind of star or smth like this.... I scrapped this because the idea started to feel absolutely stupid and was completely unreasonable. and well it just turned out to be so «ooc» that i just couldn't explain this au at all. so I just forgot about it, even tho I am pretty proud of this peace

this is recent one that just don't have any idea behind it, idk what to do with this. I love this sketch so maybe I will finish it one day who knows

this one is sad for me actually. it was supposed to be some kind of comic about how Nerv and Pascal meet each other. I couldn't finish because of uni and lack of skill and proper idea. maybe I'll finish it one day x2

this is another au I promised to tell about when I posted my Nerv designs but I just couldn't explain what I wanted to tell. Nerv is supposed to be some kind of spirit from Olive's garden and Pascal is secretly investigating her garden because of paranormal activity. and Nerv starts to haunt Pascal and trying to communicate, but the idea is absolutely raw so I just gave up on it again because of uni and my lacking of creativity

scrapped fem Nerv design. I love this design on its own but something just feels off for me here idk

it was a «search» sketch for nerv's reaper design and I just thought it was too «weak» for a single post

ones I promised to draw young vidcund metalhead in tags under Nona's post which inspired me to draw him in the first place, but I just hated this sketch so I dropped it. ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ I still kinda hate his face

this was supposed to be the series of sketches «sims in my outfits» but I also dropped it because of uni. lol, maybe I will finish it one day x3

I have some more, but I reached 10 pics limit. I'll show you the rest later, thanks for watching (⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠)

[kakyogay]

DAMNIT NOW I'M THINKING OF HOW TO CHARACTERIZE SAITN AND AUGH THESE POOR CREATURES GNNDG

BIG SAINT SPOILERS UNDER CUT

Basically sliver created and raised saint for the sole purpose of crossing herself out. The thing is, saint started to think of them as a mother and deeply cared about them. The feeling was mutual and so was their determination to finish the plan. So after confirming the nature of saint's ascension ability and strengthening it to take down the biggest of beasts, it was finally time.

It's like challenge 70 (yeah I know it's not canon it's my silly brain I do what I want) but less like sliver trying to kill you and more like a final test (and their final play time ig idk how to word that better). When it's finally done, saint doesn't know how to feel. He fulfilled his purpose sure but now he had no home to go back to and it wouldn't take long until the structure collapsed. He slept beside them one last time and kept a memento to never forget her (which would later turn into a reminder of what he did).

He was dropped into the cold remains of what he once called home. After the iterator broadcasts calmed down and he finally ventured forth, the loop begins. No matter what he does, the loop would never take him back before it all. He could ascend every iterator and she'd still be gone. He could ascend just a few and She'd still be gone. He could ignore them all and go straight to Rubicon but she would still be gone. Nothing worked.

Saint started to lose hope that it'd ever end and that he'd ever get to see her again. So instead of fighting it, he stayed. He took his time venturing through and spent time with those who collapsed. Iterators would eventually shut down so why not bring them some peace before they did. He would ascend a few but only if they truly wanted it.

that's the main gist of it all BUT these thoughts came from thinking about my silly little boyfriend recovery au so to end this long ahh thing off I'll talk about that :3

When he found two iterators close to each other and both collapsed, he paid them a visit. First to the one with less power (pebbles) and decided to remain by his side doing small favors until he completely broke down. When that would happen, he'd go to his elder sister and do the same.

The thing is, it never does and instead another iterator, separated from their umbilical and completely functional, goes to help the other. Saint has never seen such a thing and starts to think there's hope for the beings tied down by complex codes created by the ancients resting below. Maybe this was what he needed to be freed from his own torment. So then au shenanigans happen and stuff that I won't disclose till later when I'm in the mood to draw them :3

anyways that's all I really wanted to share uh didn't think it'd get this long but it is what it is ig. I hope it's legible because I want to get back to what I was doing and also eepy so not reading it over :].

[sweetescapeartist]

INFO DUMP/UPDATE

The irony of me not posting anything and I end up having over 100 notifications on Tumblr. I'll get to it guys. I just need more rest. I thought things were getting better. They got worse.

Also... I had 4 comics I wanted to finish this year and had to postpone them. So I'll share the sketches (more than these) on my Discord server later today. Here's a preview of one comic.

Its a NTR story where 18 steals Krillin away from Malon (Maron). Not the kind of NTR anyone does. So its one of the first of it's kind. Perhaps it can inspire others to create concepts like this.

The other comics are...

Just Me & You: A short K18 story with alts. One alt will be Kurolin x 18. (Since epeople wanna see 18 with a black guy so much, I just made Krillin a Blasian. Boom. Problem solved.)

Kriller Time! #2 Fan-geta: A story mocking the extremely inaccurate fan interpretations of characters that people for some reason believe to be in-character.

Kriller Time! - Super Hero Side-Story #2 Videl: A NSFW story of what happened after Videl ended her phone call with Piccolo. Actually ended up rewriting this one many times and it ended up longer than expected.

Some other comics were sketched too. I have about 21 "Kriller Time!" comics planned, a Caulifla x Kale comic planned, at least 11 COPulate comics planned (cop Krillin x ladies), about 3 Yamcha comics planned, and a lot of others. And by planned I mean partially written out and/or sketched. But with how things have been, I wont get to them all any time soon. So maybe fics of the comics before I draw the comic.

Speaking of fics. I'm finishing up a few fics too. A fic for K18 day that I decided to make into 3 parts. Was mad at myself for not being able to finish it and then my notes not saving so I'm putting more effort into it. Also some other fics. But idk when those will be posted. I work a lot, a lot of ppl rely on me, & I have to deal with a lot of bullshit. Not too much time to draw or write like I used to. I also have to meditate and focus my mind for a few hours each day so I don't get too overwhelmed with stress. It takes up time but is very necessary.

[honestlyihavenoideawhoiam]

Fic idea: klayley having another child

I’m such a sucker for au fics where klayley have another daughter and hope is a big sister

Idk why I felt like a boy is better suited for this so here's an alternative universe where hayley remained a werewolf:

She watches hope make her way to her little brother's crib for what's probably the tenth time this day, she reaches out to stroke his face with her little finger as she beams with joy and she feels nothing but pure contentment

It's been six months since she and Klaus welcomed their second child, this time a little boy named Henrik,

He was named after the Departed youngest mikaelson brother, it was Klaus's idea, a way to honor his memory or out of guilt, who knows

Not that Hayley objected

Everything's been easier, better with her second pregnancy, no danger looming over them, no witches plotting revenge

And for once she could see the side of Klaus she dreamt of seeing since she first learned she carried his heir

He was present, caring, thoughtful and truly alive, he seemed to have a handle on what it's like to be a parent

Maybe that too is out of guilt

He wanted nothing more than to make up for all the time he lost trying to get the city back instead of tending to her needs,

Instead of being there for her and their unborn child

Now he stands across the room, wearing the biggest smile as he watches hope doting on her little brother before his eyes meet Hayley's.

She looks tired, understandably so

Despite his insistence on compelling someone to help her take care of their toddler she refused

Could be her way of compensating for the time she spent away from hope in her first months

He sits next to her and she looks at their kids before quickly shifting her gaze back to him with a smile

"Is it too late to accept the babysitter offer?", She jokes

"Motherhood is wearing you out I see"

She bites back a laugh before she rests her head on his shoulder, an intimate gesture she could've only wished for once upon a time

Now it's habitual ,any bit of fear, of insecurity is long gone

Now she can truly rely on him, she can truly call him her partner

A man and not a beast

A loving father, a great friend and a sweet lover

She watches hope's concerned expression as little henrik bursts out crying before she decides she's bored and exits the room

he can hear Hayley's lengthy sigh and so his hand briefly rests atop hers

"I'll take care of it" , and it's Hayley's turn to swoon over the sight of the mighty Klaus mikaelson rocking his baby in his arms, his shirt smeared with vomit and spit up as he desperately tries to soothe him

She laughs before he gives her the "I give up" look,

"That's not how you do it, here, let me show you"

He carefully hands her the boy and admires the way he instantly calms down, the sight of a small family that loves him,

One that finally gave him a way to live rather than survive melts his heart

He looks at his children's mother nursing their baby, looking absolutely exhausted and he can't think of anything more beautiful

The picture is engraved in his memory, something from which he'll draw inspiration for the many art pieces he later dedicates to her

She looks at him again with a smile

"I'm actually starving right now",

And that's his cue to take care of her for a change,

Since apparently it's now a part of his "baby daddy" responsibilities to remind her to eat, drink and sleep

Not that he'll ever complain, this woman gifted him the world and then some more

He'd offer up his soul for her if she asked

"Alright then love, I'll get you some actual food instead of the convenience dung you so seem to enjoy to ring the changes"

She's busy fawning over Henrik grabbing her Finger when she feels Klaus approache her, he tucks the straying strands of hair behind her ear as to take a better look at her face and she feels herself blushing a little

No one gets her so weak in the knees as that bastard does

"Once I'm back I expect you to finish up your plate and get some sleep, are we set?"

He stands amused as she rolls her eyes at him

"Can you go back to not caring please, cause I'm starting to feel smothered" ,

"I think not", with that he gives her lips a tender kiss,

One that leaves her breathless

It's his way of getting her to stop complaining

An effective way they both enjoy

And the lovestruck teenager in her jumps out, the one who only ever wanted to matter to him

So she bites her lip and focuses all her attention back on their little boy

[geminid]

The other ask about college reminded me, I just brought a physical copy of superbright to my college professor, I took digital painting with him and now he's letting me sit in on his life drawing class. He did a quick flip through and he liked it! He also immediately said "yeah if you like this art get into the history, who did they learn from?" I've only been following you for 2ish years? And it's just been what's landed on my dash. But I looove your pieces, the coloring on the backgrounds versus how Leo and Takumi are drawn, and then the pieces like the mainly pink diner.

So yeah mainly wanted to say you're super cool! Things that you learned from would be neat to see but no pressure.

hi i was honestly very shocked to read that you would show this to your professor who is probably a really great artist but im glad he liked it? ???

i answered the rest of this under the cut

as far as my art history goes, i have no academic background in art so i'm just making stuff up. i think like a lot of kids I got my roots in wanting to draw like shoujo manga, particularly the big eyed round faces of the early 2000s. I would just try to copy the eyes or something. To this day I honestly don't really look at tutorials or watch speedpaints i kind of just look at finished art and try to emulate the things I like about them. It's very simplistic I think and perhaps means I don't make art that's as clean or efficient as people who actually go out and try to learn how pro artists actually draw.

i went on pixiv a lot as a teen and followed like 1000+ artists and looked at a lot of art all the time. I was really enamored by people who could draw characters and backgrounds, like fuzichoco. (this is a super weird fun fact but one of my favorite artists in like 2011-2012 who specialized in like drawing beautiful girls with beautiful backgrounds ended up getting into leokumi under a different name/account and i was their mutual! and i didnt realize this until rather recently. im too shy to share the name tho. my teen self is throttling me btw). I Really wanted to learn how to draw backgrounds so i had to go through the struggle of teaching myself perspective and later on downloading 3d software so i could see boxes on the same plane at angles lol.

When I see art I like I try to capture the essence of what it is I liked about it in a piece (maybe one time its desaturated colors, and the next its dramatically long legs, or adding blur to the foreground), and i decide if it worked out and I want to keep doing it. Some stuff i definitely continue to use is i draw upper eyelashes the way i do because of Sata (touken ranbu, feh artist) and i started drawing leo with weird non-blond hair colors because of Araki (the jjba mangaka, who often colors his characters in alternate palettes than their "canon"). Even though i think there are stuff im a bit rigid about, like i always kinda stay in the realm of anime style, I'm still trying to keep trying out stuff I see in other artists, not just even anime artists but everyone's favorite Leyendecker or Mucha, or I'll take photos of random stuff to file away as an idea. Like I have a photo of leaves my coworker collected that have a nice green to pink gradient that I took for inspiration.

As far as the diner picture goes I think to pull off that piece I needed to practice making art with less colors and also less contrast. Similar shades of pink take up most of the picture with teals being a secondary color and avoiding adding other colors in large amounts. I think the linework is doing a lot of work in that piece. I had to google a photo of a person sitting at a diner table for the perspective.

idk if this answers anything but it was fun to think about?

[angelpuns]

Ranting anon has a suggestion! You could post the last 2 parts, and then maybe make a mini comic of somethin you've wanted to draw out for awhile for the rest of the week! Like you could draw Lil leo and Donnie finally bonding cuz you said you wanted to do that awhile ago :3 or you could do something with Mikey or Raph or April since there isn't a lot of stuff for them :D just an idea though! <3

That's true, that's true! I have a couple comics I'm working on but idk if they'll be finished that soon, so I probably will draw some little mini comics of the itty bittys!!!

I'm open to suggestions for plot stuff too if anyone has anything, turtle tots or otherwise :3

I'll probably post the next part in a couple of hours and then the last part later tonight :D

[sirpseudonymphoapish]

homestuck ramble about the beta kids and their weird queer identities

Jade Harley is trans and figured it out super early and yeah her grandpa is old fashioned but also doesnt care. like yeah ok I'll call you jade you can be a girl i guess why not. yeah you can buy a bra and grow your hair out. and she lives the best life bein a girl n shit and the rest of the beta kids always knew her as a girl cuz she figured it out so young so win win

um years years later idfk i havent finished homestuck yet john is talking to jade like wait you're a transgender ?!! o wow no judgement but i couldnt tell haha and jades like ok thanks john smiley face

n johns like isnt it normal to feel like a girl sometimws though how often do you have to feel like a girl to bw one and jades like what and johns like dont get me wrong im definitely a boy but sometimes i can imagine myself as a girl and it feels cute i guess? and sometimes i feel like somw other unknown thing and idk its probably stupid but how did you figure out you were a girl and not just a girl sometimws and jades like ok john i think u might be a girl and johns like what

long story short john becomes john/june goes by she/they mostly shes genderfluid and is still a boy to an extent but shes transfem and starts to present more neutrally/feminine and shes like woah thats awesome so cool i didnt know i couls do that

similar thing happens with dave and rose

rose realizes shes a lesbian very early on and she can just tell that dave is fucking queer but she doesnt say much about it cuz she figured shed let dave find out on his own. she jokes about it sometimes like haha dave are u drawing gay porn or something and dave jokes back like haha totally but it completely slips his mind

fucking years later daves like hey howd you figrue out ur a lesbian and rose tells him and daves like hm. its not the same for boys though right cuz like the way a guy is attracted to something is soo different and rose is like. the gay gene runs in our family dave and i think ur gay and daves like no. fucking way

dave goes thru a crisis realizes he was in love with john this whole time and is distraught about it because john likes girls and wouldn't like him back the same way and then finally after a lifetime of denial and slight internalized homophobia hes like okay maybe i do like dick and rose applauds him like about fucking time bro good for you

waves hello hi i havent finished homestuck this is just what runs thru my head at 80 miles per hour when thinking about it

[light-wynd]

ah yes, what great timing for my hand to be absolutely fucking dying again

To be fair, I have been working with it a lot on various things, but I have nothing to show for it on this blog and I feel really bad about that. I'll start working on the project I mentioned before as soon as I feel better again, but idk how long that'll take to finish (especially since I'll still have other stuff to do before summer ends), so I may or may not get another smaller drawing out before then just so there's something to actually look at. Or maybe it's better to just finish the thing and leave everything else for later? Idk, it all depends on how much I end up struggling with it.

But hey, at least I can catch up with the Fontaine quests while I have a rest, I've only played Act I up to this point and already love it -

[dacieng]

I haven't been uploading my inktober drawings rip

I got burnt out trying to do all of them. I'm working on 16 but haven't finished it. Maybe I'll take a break and do the rest of the prompts later idk. When I get home from work I'll upload the ones I forgot to put up tomorrow

[bullshit-bulltrue]

so science lab was fucking insane today bc we had a substitute .

i had to be mean to someone, almost got hit with a chancla, found out a guy i liked in elementary has a crush on me, and i ended up falling asleep in the midst of it all

and bc i wanna type the rest in a weird format, here u go:

me: *leaves at the end of class* *goes to locker bc holy shit i just found out a guy likes me* *gets pissed bc shit don't be adding up* *contemplates why he would like me* lowkey gets mad 💀* *screeches + punches my locker and leaves a small dent* (...oopsie) *closes my locker and takes a deep breath*

ben: *pops up outta nowhere* (awoop jumpscare) (but in a good way) hey! *does a lil wave*

me: hi!

ben: yo your class was REALLY loud. we could hear you guys all the way from our room.

me: yeah it was ten times louder inside.

ben: damn

*pauses for a minute bc we kept bumping into each other since everyone else is fucking bumping into us*

me: hey did Mr e. play the gummy bear song for you guys and make you all dance?

ben: yeah *kinda embarrassed*

me: i figured, i heard it playing from the hallways lol

ben: well you guys were way louder lol

me: yeah its bc we had a sub

ben: ohhh that makes sense

me: everyone went crazy i swear. people running everywhere, almost got hit with a chancla

ben: wait what?!

me: yeah someone took aaron's slipper and threw it over my head. that was fun.

ben: oh wow

me: surprised i got out of class in time

ben: why's that?

me: oh i fell asleep and barely woke up before the bell

ben: you can fall asleep in there??? it was fucking loud

me: yeah, i can fall asleep if im tired enough

ben: wow

*we walk out the building doors and head toward the front of the school*

ben: hey did you finish the english essay?

me: i haven't even started it

ben: oh i finished it already

ben: ah..

me: yeah its due tonight so i'm just gonna scrape smth together

me: that was a joke. um, a bad one. it's not that hard, so i'll finish it up in no time. besides, we only have to write like 2 paragraphs minimum

ben: uhh yeah i *might* have written a more than two paragraphs..

me: what, like four?

ben: um.. more

me: seven? six?

ben: one less

me: five? omg, good job

ben: and i'm thinking of coloring in the drawing too. aiming for that extra credit 😎 but idk yet (he was joking. our school doesn't allow extra credit)

me: thats good! and hey as long as you have some pretty solid writing, i wouldn't worry too much about the drawing.

ben: yeah. oh and uhm i'll show you my writing tomorrow (we have english Okay!

me: okay! *about to leave*

ben: wait a minute! i actually have a picture of it saved, because i sent it to [insert persons name i dont remember]. *shows me the picture of the writing and drawing* me: wow, that's really good!

ben: yeah i actually don't know how many paragraphs that is lol (he didn't use indentations) and i still don't know about coloring it in

me: i'd say that's about 4-5. and, as i said, don't worry too much about coloring it in. you have a good amount written, so you should get a solid grade on that. and the diagram for your drawing looks good. if anything, maybe highlight the main parts. so it's bold you know?

ben: okay, thanks!

me: yeah, anytime! ever need help, just ask.

ben: okay!

me: see ya later!

ben: yeah, bye!

so yeah <3

also i figured out what was different abt him

so yk that part where ur hairline ends? yeah he got it. it was bugging me all day bc I couldn't for the life of me figure out what was different lol

[tianhai03]

hey everyone sorry for the silence, i was trying very hard to catch up with school work that i didnt manage to hand in on time. anyway i made a full body 3d model of my oc lucifer for a digital sculpting assignment :)

i posted a lot of the making process of this on twitter and i’ve also compiled everything into a moment that you can find here! go take a look if youre interested in watching me and lucifer suffer <3

(and also bonus dmc5 render looking pic of him bc a friend asked me to do it as a joke. my son is a dmc5 character now)

[eyesthatroll]

how many drinks? | luke hughes

pairing; lh43 x fem!reader

warnings(s); none really, fluff? lowercase intended, not edited. also written in like 15 minutes so kinda bad (might rewrite/re-edit it at a later date idk)

word count; 0.6k (blurb!)

summary; luke approaches reader at wedding reception

"do you want to dance?" you lift your gaze from the game of candy crush that you were currently enthralled in.

a tall brunette is staring back at you. he looks down at you expectantly, rolling on the heels of his feet. "do i know you?"

the boys cheeks tinge pink, and he runs a hand through his slightly curly hair before speaking again. "n-no, i just, i don't know. you look bored."

his awkwardness brings a smile to your face. you ponder his offer for a moment, the song 'skin' by dijon playing through the speakers.

the dance floor had a few couples on it, the other guests scattered around the room, eating cake or loitering near the bar.

you flip your phone screen side down, and chug the rest of your drink. "sure pretty boy, let's dance."

you lift your hand up, and he take it in his, easily pulling you out of your chair. he leads you to a small corner of the dance floor.

your arms rest on his shoulders, hands crossed behind his neck. his hands finding home on the small of your back.

"i never got your name." you state, the two of you swaying softly.

"luke." he answers sheepishly, seemingly embarrassed that he hadn't already told you his name.

"so, which side are you here for, luke?" you asked, your fingers beginning to absentmindedly play with the hair that coiled at the nape of his neck.

"oh, um, the groom. he's on my team."

you brows raised in confusion. "i didn't know you were a player for the devils, not sure i've seen you on the ice. though, i've only watched maybe a few games so i could be completely wrong"

"i haven't-well not yet, at least. i just signed my contract a few weeks ago." he says.

"that's exciting," you begin. "leaving college, i presume?" you're not sure if your questions are too personal, but luke makes no moves to ward them off.

luke gives you a bittersweet, close lipped smile. "yeah."

"that's got to be hard, leaving your friends?"

he tilts his head, thinking a moment. "i mean, yeah, but i'll still see them. plus, i have jacky, and the rest of team-they've been pretty nice and welcoming."

you nod in understanding. "so jacky, she your girlfriend?"

" oh god no!" luke sputters, his cheeks painted crimson again. "that's my brother-jack. he plays for the devils, too."

your eyes widen, and you kick yourself internally for your assumption. why would he of asked you to dance if he was in a relationship?

" 'm sorry, i shouldn't have assumed." you apologize, shaking your head slightly to yourself.

"no, it's all good! i'm single, by the way."

"professional hockey player gets no bitches?" you tease, feeling more comfortable with him by the moment.

he lets out a breathy laugh, his hands tightening around your waist. "i think i do okay with..the ladies." he trails off.

you mouth an 'okay', and dramatically nod your head.

"just looking for the right girl, i guess." he finishes.

"that's understandable." you agree.

"and you?"

"looking for the right girl?"

you laugh at your own joke.

"no-no, i mean, beautiful girl like yourself must have..suitors."

luke's face contorts into one reminiscent of pain.

you followed suit, cringing at his choice of words. "suitors?"

you laugh at him shamelessly, a big bellied laugh that draws attention to the two of you on the floor, not that either of you noticed, too engrossed in your own world.

luke pulls you closer to him, burying his head in your shoulder. "stop laughing."

—

mari speaks! again, like mentioned in the preface, wrote this super quickly so not edited/kinda bad but i might re-do it or make a part 2 idk. also, luke’s playing in his first playoff game tmro so make sure to wish babyboy some luck <3