#omggg traditional art

[fycoren]

the autistic rizz

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

Surprise appearance by me!

How are you? Hope you're doing well. ^w^

Hello drag!! I'm doing okay :'Dc

I've been very very busy as of late honestly xd it sucks but I haven't been updating myself on social media either HHH the stress was getting to me and my studies :')

I've been going out with family and friends a lot more though so that's better! I've been a little too computer obsessed these past few years so the fact it's broken rn is helping me see more people and build a social life lmao xD

Don't get me wrong, absolutely love posting art here, but it's so nice not to worry about being online when exams keep drowning me HHH

hopefully you guys don't mind the long absence cause I might be gone for a while randomly at times and I really can't help it 😔♥️♥️♥️

[some-shedanigans]

Traditional Doc doodles!

[killianhemlock]

cw // unsettling imagery, slight animal gore

“I think im starting to lose my mind in this city.”

HC that Link sleeps in his car and it’s messy

[cloudyy-121]

Random doodles I did yesterday in the night

[aztecbrujeria]

I wanna do the choso HC if your still doing it

okay so 7 because I just saw miss hill in concert and 14 because that's my song lmaoo

OMGGG YESS OFC BBY!!! And soooo jelly you got to see Ms. Hill I have always wanted to see her perform!!!

You are my first and I hope you love them!!! They are a little Drabbly!

Chosito Style:

7. Doo Wop (That Thing) - Ms. Lauryn Hill (SFW-Fighting for what's right and Romance Novels)

Choso is a man that will stand up for family and he will also stand up for community. It's at the local diner that you meet him as he's talking to his brothers about the fight he'd gotten into with some asshole.

It was here that you learned that he had punched a man that wouldn't take no for an answer while harassing a woman right outside his tattoo shop. His little brother was eating up every word as he recalled with Eso why his knuckles were bruised and why he had to bail him out of the precinct.

You sipped your coffee as you sat behind him and heard the way his smooth baritone seemed to wrap you in a familiar feeling of safety. You knew you could easily walk late a night with him and he wouldn't try any bullshit like other men. You don't know how long you were sitting there eavesdropping and smiling into your giant cup of joe when it was his touch on your shoulder asking for the sugar at your table that made you jump.

You turned to see him, the way ink seemed to be upon his olive skin to his neck. The wonderful crisp lines of a traditional Japanese pattern that ran under his tight black t-shirt. The way his hair framed his perfect face. The piercings on his lips that drew your attention. He chuckled at you and asked once more if he could have the sugar on your table. You weren't distracted by his perfectly manicured black painted fingers...no.

When he sees the text books on the table about art history and also the newest romance novel he points at it and begins to become exited. He asked if you enjoyed the other books by your favorite author and if you liked the way they portrayed the Female Protagonist. This is when you found out Choso loves Romance and Smutty novels. You also found out he likes a good art show in the local galleries supporting the community.

You find out there in the diner not only does Chosito drink his "Respect Women" juice, but that he's active in his community and likes to be the watch dog. You know, just know, that he's got a Medusa tattooed upon his body.

14. Can We Talk - Tevin Campbell- (SFW Record Store and mutual pining)

He sees you through the window of the record store. The moment you hopped onto the counter to grab a couple guitar picks he couldn't help but let his eyes follow the curve of your back to the way your skirt rode up just right to show the back of your smooth legs.

Choso carefully perused the vinyls, half looking for a vintage album, but more taken with how your eyes light up as you laughed. The way your nose crinkled when you were pouting at your co worker. He couldn't help but feel the gravity of his own earth shift the way you tucked your hair behind your ear. He was smitten.

When he checks out, with a handful of vinyls that you had no idea what he was gonna do with, he became so shy when you greeted him with a big grin. He was soft spoken as your painted nails touched his own fingers briefly to take his items to bag them. He wanted to see your perfect lips say his name...he wanted to know how they felt against his own.

Before his mind can go any further you grabbed his big palm and turned it over to place his change in it. You giggled and winked at him as he began to walk out the store. He turned one more time and watched you interacting with a new customer and he felt like he wanted to call out. He walked out into he bustling streets and only thought of you until he found himself alone at the dinner table.

There, while his brothers slept, with just the low light of the kitchen he grabs a note book and can only start and restart writing you a letter to get to know you. He wrote romantic things about how your voice was like music when you spoke. He wrote silly things about how he only goes to that record store for you. He wants to know your name. He filled pages and pages of how he wanted to find out your interests and what food you liked.

He does this for months writing about you and how he wanted nothing more than to take you out...it was the last time he popped into the store for his records that you snapped your head up. He was oblivious that you had come to be excited every week for his shopping because you got to see him and hear how sweet his voice was.

You had fallen for the way his large stature in the shop was juxtaposed by how loud the record store was. It was the way he wore his hair in his space buns or down that drew your gaze to his deep October eyes. The way his perfectly full lips quipped a small smile when he checked out or said hello when he entered. It was the way he one time brought his little brother in and you felt your heart squeeze at the way he took his time and kneeled down to his level to show him about the records he picked and why vinyl was the best sound. He was so handsome and so kind.

He didn't know that you were equally nervous about wanting to know more about him. Choso had no idea that you also sat up at night thinking about how he'd feel to just hug and walk hand in hand with. It was you in the end that asked him for some dinner at your favorite Chinese place after you were off. He blushed and stammered so cutely before you told him to meet you after close to take you out.

[pillowspace]

Hey there! I absolutely love your arts esp your current au those design omggg Cant keep staring moon wings. Is so pretty remind me of lapis' wing from steven universe. Oh oh! Since moon can fly with his wings, can sun fly too? Does he levitate or imagine he have like a cloud skateboard like those funny Halloween jesus costume with cloud and start gliding/skating/surfing- XD

And oh do you own a sketchbook? I love seing artist sketchbook since is just so magical to see ppl create arts of what they love in a book. If it okay to any artist, can we see abit of sketchbook? If you are comfortable of course! Anyway love your arts and hope you have a lovely day pillow!!

Moon's wings remind me of Lapis too. It wasn't with that intent, but every time I draw them, I think of Lapis djgjdh

Yyyes and no. Sun technically could fly, but Moon's the only one who actually figured out how to do it. It's like learning how to swim. Moon did teach him how to glide down at least

I don't have a sketchbook! I don't do a lot of traditional art. At most, I have a mistake-riddled notebook that I rarely doodle in

The rest of it is a French diary

Thank you soso much!! Hope you have a lovely day too!

[thekrows-nest]

Omggg Yes absolutely. He'd definitely be looking into art from his culture and be trying to mimic it, do his own take on it, and even try out traditional methods. Totally canon.

It gets better. If the components work together Krow could do a fusion.

'Fresco, the Italian word for fresh, is a form of mural painting in which earth pigments are painted directly on fresh, wet, lime plaster. As the plaster dries, a chemical process bonds the pigment and plaster together.'

"Kumkuma is a powder used for social and religious markings in India. It is made from turmeric or any other local materials. The turmeric is dried and powdered with a bit of slaked lime, which turns the rich yellow powder into a red color."

I have no idea whether this organic material is considered a mineral pigment after addition of the mineral lime, it is probably resistant to the strong alkali of the lime as that's used to change the colour, but I have no idea whether it would powder off.

However I bet Krow wonders, and is about to test all that with some turmeric that lost its flavour and leftover bags of lime pilfered from a building site. If he doesn't like it he can whitewash over it.

It's very useful for hiding or explaining recent plaster work. 😏

I also know the exact use for this medium for maximum cultural and personal significance... It is like madhubani painting but not quite.

Broooo I didn't know of this. This is super cool!

Yeah once Krow delves more into looking into his own culture's art and methods, I could see him coming across this, and doing some art experiments.

Krowspiracy be teaching me (and my other viewers with answering this ask lol) some things.

Probably in general he does often recycle stuff into pigment if he can't get another use out of it. I do remember having a class where we needed to make an art piece derived wholly from pigments we could make from stuff we found at home. My not being well versed in how to do it, nor having much stuff I could scrounge up, it was not an amazing painting lmao.

But yes. This all is very on brand for Krow.

[slugass]

i start slugass’s first december with a question: where is the attention for this adorable little snobshit

mirror yumyum from episode 15 is like tubee in that he’s flawed, he’s a horrible kid, but AHHHHHH FUNNY CUTIE-POO AHHHHHAHAHAHHH X3 THE SILLY, THE KAWAIIIIIII LOOK AT HIS FACE OMGGG I PLATONICALLY LOVE THIS KID WHEN HE ISN’T BEING A BAG OF SHIT

he’s so fucking adorable-looking omgggggggggggg AAAAAAAAAAA BABIEEEEEE HIS EYES OMGGGGGGG OYOYOYOYOYOY HE’S SO CUTE

he’s such a fun character, he makes great faces, he screams when he sees a thing he doesn’t like like AAAAAGH!!

alright basically he’s the “opposite” of yumyum (who’s dirty, just wants to fuck shit up for the lolz, very stinky), and he’s clean, snobbish, perfectionistic, but he’s he’s a tyrannical lil shit who fucks shit up and he also basically predicted those “art fixers” yknow the shitty ones… so he’s not really a complete reverse of yumyum

he likes covering everything in yellow because…. i don’t fucking ffffknOW

he paints tubee and usop yellow to signify that they’re on “his side”, but why does he paint everything yellow to “clean” it

does he think he’s “fixing” the school bc he’s painting the whole damn thing his personal favorite color? maybe it’s like the equivelant of only liking “pretty” artstyles and shunning anything that doesn’t fit (traditional) standards of “pretty” bc it’s “ugly”? mirror yumyum has a style (minimalist yellow seemingly) and he’s trying to force that style onto everyone and everything instead of letting other styles exist?

maybe multicolor things are “messy” to him and he hates messiness so he tries to eradicate the presence of “too many colors” by painting everyone and everything yellow?

maybe when he insists that he’s doing the school “a service” he means that he’s making it more aesthetically pleasing but like being a prick about it

i just want an explanation or reason besides “omg usop is RIGHT ACTUALLY LE BANANA MAN IS CREZIE AND THAT’S WHY HE DO THE THING that’s the motivation” OKAY ;m; PLZ

WHAT DO YOU THINKKKKKK WHY DOES HE COVER EVERYTHING IN YELLOW

mirror banana man is kawaii and funny but also deserved his fate lmao, underrated villain

also don’t ask me why the non-rotten version of a rotten banana swarming with flies… still uses flies himself lmao

[cowboy-robooty]

Dude we gotta know, are your doodles traditional or digital cause

I CANT TELL LIKE IT LOOKS LIKE MARKER OR WATERCOLOR BUT LOOKS LIKE A DIGITAL LINE ART??? HUHH?????

What filters are you using, what programs, what markers, PKEASE EXPLAIN

OMGGG HAIII!!! **waves at you** okeoke so i assume that this ask is only for my most recent poast. bc also i sometimes rarely post my traditional doodles too lol dis blog is a mixed bag but my latest post IS all done digitally and heres what i did!!

the programs i usually use are procreate and/or ibis paint (for the ipad) and my latest post was made from procreate

as u can see.. i used different brushes in both drawings lol. i change the brushes i use a lot because i get bored of one brush and sometimes just choose random shit from procreates default brushes. abbie's watercolor brushes are a free to download brush pack though that you can find with this link below!!

for the extra paper texture for le drawings i looked up a picture of paper online (this one was used below)

and then i put it on top of all the layers and set it to multiplay and changed the opacity to what looked good to me. sometimes ill instead make the paper layer darker color or linear burn. it all just depends on what i toggle and looks good to me!

and then my lines were done with procreate default brush gel pen

i hope this was thorough enough........ and if it was too lengthy well.. its better to explain too much than too little ^_^ THANK U SO MUCH FOR LIKING MEIN DRAWINGS UWAAAA!! >u< ai hope this helps!!

[ayinvui]

RukiHime Week Day 1: Happiness Orihime loved Rukia's art so she decided to bring one of her works into life. (•ؔʶ̷ ˡ̲̮ ؔʶ̷)✧ The face Rukia made when she surprised her with a life-sized plushie of Chappy was priceless.

[sakasakiii]

OMG!!! I really love your art❤️❤️❤️ Your style is so lovely! And if you do free request can I ask an Aredhel in your style? Pleaseeeeee

hello hello nonnie!! im so flattered to hear that WAAAA ur makin me blush?! 😳😳 im sorry its taken me SO long to get back to you omggg but here you go! best girl of the silm i mean, aredhel heheh. i wanted to try something different, so here she is in the colouring style of one of my favourite pixiv artists, あぶらげ !

and as per tradition, here is an obligatory sketch page of my dumb headcanons 🙈🙈

[zu-is-here]

ZUUU!!! HIIII!!! Happy Christmas eve (though you don't celebrate)

OMGGG

Sun and moon! Sun and moon!?!?

That's like the one peace of art that I wanted to draw, but didn't have time to!!! I love that game so so much!! They look sooo good!

Ana your secret santa!! Omgg the perspective! Zu it looks soo good!! Your secret santa is so lucky!!

And I'm so so so happy you liked my comic! And you spotted the reference to last year!! Thank you uuuuh! I'm so happy

How are you today? How's things?

Hiii Gayfish!╰(*´︶`*)╯Happy Christmas Eve! ☆ (Is it Eve or Christmas Day already? :0 Sorry if I'm mistaken!)

Sun and moon our beloved ;)

Bruh they look awfully cool! \(//∇//)\ (I found their beta versions and can say that they chose the best one ★) Just couldn't resist to take some time for the crossover <3 Though I'd love to see them in your style *w*

Awww thanks a looot! (〃ω〃) It was unusual to draw them but it did work heh ☆ I still don't know who my Secret Santa is so it's quite intriguing! ♪

You did such amazing work!! (╯✧∇✧)╯The best way it can be, I love everything about it (´⌣`ʃƪ)

How are you doing? ♡ How's your day been?? *^*

UPD:

Ah then it is! (人 •͈ᴗ•͈)

Oh my god YESSS—

The fact that Sun is scared of Moon and not vice versa... ★ I'll be looking forward to this! (༶ૢ˃̵̑◡˂̵̑༶ૢ) *pray emoji*

Awww that's great! *w* Pringles heheh— Hopefully no force majeurse was there? You're great! ᕦ(òwóˇ) Have a good rest and a niccce weekend <3

Ah yep! Gonna visit my family tomorrow to start preparing for the New Year together╰(*´︶`*)╯Also skating rinks have finally opened... Encanto and Sing 2 are in the cinema now... ♪ Hopefully it's gonna be productive! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

Thank youuu <3 It's alright!

The most common ones like decorating a Christmas tree together while listening to New Year's songs or watching Home alone (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) Then we hang our wishes (like a car toy or a paper-cut airplane) and we do it each one alone, for it's intimate ☆

Also we cook & bake! >:3 Not too much cause on 31th we go to my grandparents in the countryside where we all celebrate it with lots of food, lots of an old TV's noise and lots of snow ٩( ᐛ )و

What about you?╰(*´︶`*)╯*hugsss* ♡

YESSS (๑>◡<๑)☆ Oh lucky you! :D True, I always feel sorry for them at these moments... ;3;

It is indeed <3 Oh! Olivier, mimosa and dressed herring are the three main salads for New Year, and we usually draw by lot which family prepares what xp As for ours, it's gonna be mimosa this time <3

Awww that's such a sweet tradition! (〃ω〃) And the yule log turned out amazing *^* Are you gonna celebrate New Year as well btw??

Thank you so much!! (ㅅ´ ˘ `) Lots of love to you too! ♡

[meowsteryyy]

Jefferson’s mac n cheese

[istgimamess]

Moodboard Ship(s): NCT and TXT...

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"...hiii my love !! how are you ? i hope you're well ashaja it is now my turn to threaten so yes you better be well or else 🔪 aahha.

may i get a moodboard ship with nct and txt please ? if not two then either of them is fine love !! thank you so muchh you're absolutely an angel and im so happy to have you as a friend. we need to talk more truly..."

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In NCT I ship you with...

Jaehyun!

Your moodboard:

“Why do I get the feeling our relationship is backwards?” he asks as he wanders into your room, shrugs his jacket off, and hangs it over the back of your desk chair. You stare at his back, perplexed. Why was he here? “Isn’t it usually the girl who always wants to talk about feelings and the guy who bottles everything up inside?” he continues, his words finally catching up to you. Relationship? Feelings?

“I don’t bottle things up,” you shoot back, unable to clearly process the deeper meaning behind his words. Well, there is an imaginary box you like to hide things in, but that’s different—you think, in afterthought. “Right.” he responds, concurring. You can practically taste the sarcasm, his usual honey-like voice dripping with it. 

“Why—” you clear your throat, “Why are you here?” There’s a brief pause—not too long, but still long enough for your palms to begin to garner sweat. “Give me the setting sun, and I’ll be a richer man than most.” his voice is soft, almost as if he’s whispering. His hand reaches back in a swift motion, and he’s pulling off his shirt. As pure reflex you lower your gaze, but not before catching sight of his wings. They flutter momentarily, the sheer pink reflection catching in the setting sun. “For never have I seen gold like that which glows above the earth. Give me the night sky, and I’ll be the richest man for sure. For never have I seen diamonds like those that dance beside the moon.” he continues, back still facing you. You just barely recognize the scripture, fae are an ancient breed who take tradition very seriously. They have scriptures for everything—some more important than others. Your gut tells you this specific scripture is important. You begin to panic, wracking your brain for any clue as to what he’s saying to you—what he means.

And that’s when you see it, tucked beneath his left shoulder blade, almost hidden by his wing. A tattoo. Tattoos, to fae specifically, are much more than body art. They’re not meant for fun, they’re a declaration. A promise. A vow. You swallow your shock, narrowing your eyes to get a better look at the art. It’s small, delicate—but it also sticks out amongst his smooth, wide back.  You open your mouth to question him but your words die in place, your tongue suddenly feels thick, heavy in your mouth. It’s your name—the intricate design, the complex lines. This was more than a friend showing another friend some body art. This was a confession of the highest degree. A confession a fae of royalty should not be making to a simple human.

 “That’s incredible, Jaehyun. It is. But—" you swallow loudly in the quiet room, your heart jumping erratically in your chest.

“No." He turns around. "No buts. You think I'm going to hurt you? You think I'm going to get bored and run off with some undergrounder, some fairy, the first chance I get?” his eyes are piercing, dark with frustration. “You obviously have no idea how amazing you are. You are incredible, and I want you.” you take a step back, suddenly overwhelmed by his proximity, what he’s saying. “Every part of you. I want your stubbornness and your sarcasm and your competitive spirit. I want you challenging me and fighting beside me.” His large hands settle around your shoulders, pulling you closer. You resist—holding your hand on his chest—keeping him at a distance. What if one of the guards saw? “I want to hold you and kiss you and so much more because there's no one else in the world who knows me like you do. You have always been the one for me, even when we couldn't stand each other.” he lowers his voice, and suddenly everything becomes much more intimate. “You're beautiful, and you're more intelligent than any fairy I've met. It just feels right when you're beside me. It feel like I've been lost in the desert for years, and...I've finally come home.” he finishes, winded like he’s ran a marathon.

His dark eyes trace your features, gently removing your hand from his chest, closing the distance between you slowly. And, instead of fighting it like you should, you close your eyes and let yourself go. You feel the muscles of his shoulder beneath your hand. The frame his arms create is strong, secure, but you want those arms tighter around you. You want there to be no space at all between you.

As if reading your mind, he closes the distance. Tilting your chin up—his lips drawing you in—your breath becoming one. You want him so badly. You want to kiss him, laugh with him, cry with him, share every waking moment of your life with him because no matter how many awful things he's done in the past, you can't shake the undeniable feeling that when his arms are around you, you’re home.

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In TXT I ship you with...

Beomgyu!

Your moodboard:

“I have stolen princesses back from sleeping barrow kings. I burned down the town of Trelon. I have spent the night with the Duke of Death and left with both my sanity and my life.” he’s ranting now, his wide eyes holding you in place, hands frantically waving about. “I was expelled from the University at a younger age than most people are allowed in. I tread paths by moonlight that others fear to speak of during the day. I have talked to gods, slept with sirens, and written songs that make the minstrels weep.” you cock your eyebrow, patiently waiting for him to get to the point. 

“You have to have heard of me.” he balks at your impassive expression. 

“Your highness,” you resist the urge to roll your eyes. “I know who you are, I just don’t care.” The absolute shock that momentarily paints his handsome features has you holding back a laugh. “But—” now you do roll your eyes, already bored with the conversation. 

“Your highness, I’m here to teach you—not indulge your ego. You’re going to be king soon—” he cuts you off, abruptly. “I do not wish to be king.” there’s an edge to his voice, a hard set to his jaw. You take a deep breath. “That doesn’t change the fact that you will be.” There’s a dark, forlorn and almost heartbreaking look in his eyes—it’s sudden and it’s gone as fast as it appeared—but it’s enough to stop you in your tracks. You swallow down the insult that was steadily making its way up your throat and you look at him, really look. Despite all of his accomplishments, if you wish to call sharing a chamber with a siren an accomplishment, he still just a kid. And suddenly your heart hurts for him,

“I once knew a troll who was heir to the throne of a great kingdom, he lived as a ranger and fought his destiny to sit on a throne but in his blood he was a king.” you say offhandedly, gazing out the large window to the east woodlands. You can feel the snap of his gaze on you. “I also knew a fae who was the king of a small kingdom, it was very small and his throne very humble.” you smile to yourself, remembering how delighted you were to meet such a respectable court. “He and his people were all brave and worthy conquerors.”

He takes a step towards you, you feel his eyes settle on your own—but you keep your gaze resolutely out the window. “And I knew a vampire who sat on a magnificent throne of a big and majestic kingdom, but he was not a king at all, he was only a cowardly steward.” you confessed quietly, suddenly overwhelmed by the memory of such a cruel ruler. Your eyes must reflect your feelings on the matter because the prince steps in front of you, cutting off your line of sight to the great woods.  “Why are you telling me this?” he questions, his tone lowered to match yours. 

You finally concede, looking up and catching his eyes. “Because I want you to know. You will be the king of a great kingdom, human or not—whether you want it or not—you will be the king, even if you live in naivety.”  His gaze darkens as you turn around and reach for a book on the 9 woodland kingdoms, the kingdoms you’re meant to teach the prince about, thoroughly; the book is old and worn, it smells like burnt leaves.  “My lady, I did not think you could answer it.” his voice cuts through the sudden silence. You tilt your head in his direction, for the first time, curious. “Answer what?” you voice, confusion etched in your features.

“Your calling, of course. When my father took you from your home without your leave—and set value only on your gift—I questioned your knowledge on the subject matter at hand.” he rounds the table, holding your gaze hostage. “But I am answered truly. You have given fair return for insult thrice over and set your worth: higher than my life and all my kingdom and all who live therein.”

He comes to a stop in front of you, yet again, this time much closer than before. “And though you can send my people to the fire, I can claim no debt to repay. It would be justly done.” his whispered words catch you off guard—the implication, the suggestion of a confession. You drop the book you’re holding, the noise echoing through the barren halls. 

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@urirealvibekiller​ omggg you're sooo sweet 😍😭 I'm going to cryyy. But also? That knife threat sENT ME hahhahaa 😂

And no, YOUR an absolute angel! I can't get over how pretty you areeeee! Teach me your ways! 🥺

Lol I hope you like your moodboard ship(s) — It started out one way, and then I randomly got inspired by a fantasy cottage-core advertisement lmfaoooo sorry! 🥰

[dailybunthings]

Fun day today !

I went out and bought some bake goods at my local bakery and got some nice cheesy bread 🤤 it was super good bought 6 in a bag (tee hee)

I’m trying to get back on my feet with drawing again but I don’t have a tablet ... I do have pencil and paper BUT my strong suit is ditgial art than traditional 🤭

So I drew sailor moon and it came out meehhhhhh , I sometimes can draw her a little bit better but I’ve been rusty and I’m not that great at drawing either but I’m still somwhat proud ✨

Omggg her right arm was painful to draw ☹️

In all my years of drawing I’ve never perfected fingers on arms and I probably won’t for a long time but they came out in the best of my ability

I will practice to do better 😊✨