#roughdrafts
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text

Here is the second set for the Eeveelution series of plush dolls I'll be making. As mentioned before, Maibaum will be kept by me since she is basically my Pikachu in regards to Pokemon along with giving her Jojo the Scorbunny menace. Melusine, then again to me all vaporeons, were meant to be punk. The fin mohawk is just that perfect and would be a crime to mess around with that. With Marie Jolie, I had been wanting one of those old spiritualist vibes with her along with giving her the cliche items to go with that aesthetics. Personally, if there ever comes a time we get that Ectoplasm pokemon, you better believe I'll make that to go with Marie Jolie and naming it Valdemar. I'll be keeping a second one but I'm not sure who to keep just yet, would rather see who looks great after being made. The others though once the second doll is picked for keeping will be offered to my close friends first to see who they want shipped off to them. Leftovers will be place for trade for anyone interest.
#My art#Art#Sketches#Roughdrafts#Plush dolls#Designs#Maibaum#Melusine#Marie Jolie#Sylveon#Vaporeon#Espeon#Scorbunny#Seriously Pokemon we need that Ectoplasm pokemon#Jojo
5 notes
·
View notes
Text

downtime 🩵
#cod#call of duty#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#soapghost#my art#simon may or may not be debating if he can smuggle a pigeon into his pocket#and johnny's currently roughdrafting their wedding vows on the spot#no I will not be accepting criticism on simon's choice of footwear ✋
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
Bill and his distaste for squares makes an exception for 1 particularly square shaped nerd!!
*Insert joke where Ford thinks he's just nerdy looking but bill legit means he's square shaped.*
(Get it? Get it? T-T )
#yall plz dont come after me for my bill design i tried ok😭#its not even funny how many roughdrafts i have for his design for it to still be basic#gravity falls#gravity falls fanart#stanford pines#bill cipher#billford#the book of bill#gravity falls comic#gf comic#gf fanart#ford pines#billford fanart#artists on tumblr#gf stanford#gf bill cipher
473 notes
·
View notes
Text
Sketched out this concept while procrastinating! Will clean it up n render in probably like... 2 weeks? ...hopefully
#bee and puppycat#bee and puppcat lazy in space#bee and puppycat fanart#fanart#sketch#lazyinspace#puppycat#roughdraft#hopefully I actually finish this one#i can't draw vehicles#my art
24 notes
·
View notes
Text
take a sloppy doodle !,
125 notes
·
View notes
Text

#relationship#relationships#relationshipgoals#situationship#situationships#soulmate#twinflame#soultwin#soultie#kintsugi#porcelain#bestie#bestfriend#bff#poetry#poet#writing#writer#roughdraft#workinprogress#princess#porcelain doll#chinese#technique#finesse#best friend#friendzone#friendzoned#sidelines#a different kind of love
8 notes
·
View notes
Text

8 notes
·
View notes
Text
A sleepy little sketch time
#amoa#art diary#sketchbook#digital drawing#digital art#face drawing#roughdraft#illustration practice#procreate
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
First art post in my new blog :))

This is not official,
I hope the official drawing is way better than this. This is kind of like a rough draft for a decepticon oc idea I had.
His name is Magus :))
#RoughDraft#TF art#TF Fanart#Transformers#TF#TF Ocs#TFoc#TF oc#TF oc art#Magus#Transformers Fanart#Transformers art
5 notes
·
View notes
Text
Hii. so i got an ask by @m4ndysk4nkovich but for some reason when i went to reply it disappeared. the ask was what was one of my unpopular opinions on shameless! this was very fun.
v wasnt a great person cause most of the fandom ignores it cause kev and v are more functional than the gallaghers. (are they tho?) i do like veronica but she did some shit.
what i really hate is when she had her BABIES do pageants. and proceeded to pick her "prettier kid". pageants are so horrible and if v counties to do them it would cause so much pain for her kids.
kids doing pageants is insane. pageants in general are kind of sucky but especially kid ones. your kids don't need to be dressed up and judged by grown adults based on their looks.
imagine your mom only wanting your sister to do stuff that is all about getting judged abt how pretty you are? how horrible is that!
so v really needed to back off of Debbie and focus on getting her own kids out of that horrible situation.
she had some trouble bonding with her kids and sometimes got pissy when kev was taking care of them (but that was most likely postpartum. and kev wasn't the best either but that deserves its own post.)
and the whole thing of making kev choose between her and the babies irked me. again, most likely postpartum but just like yeah. i personally don't think they were ready for kids.
on the topic of kids remember when kev wanted more (around s9 i think?) and v hesitantly said yes then made kev get a vasectomy a few days later. like. oh my.
now lets talk about Svetlana. (most popular female manipulator)
yk when svet saved the bar? she wasnt trying to be evil. kev and v would be BROKE broke. lana saved the bar. so v burns all her shit almost gets her deported. SHE CALLED ICE ON HER.
soo did kev and v not realize how horrible ice is, especially to women? or did they just not care? veronica (and kev) willingly separating a mom and kid, a kid they helped raised was insane.
v wanted to be the helpless victim who fell hopelessly in love with the evil Russian with no emotions.
she deff did more stuff i am just lazy.
#not related but how did v never notice that kev coudnt read? lol. also this a roughdraft so i didnt go through and re read it.#veronica fisher#kev#kevin#kevin ball#kevin fisher#svetlana yevgenivna#svetlana fisher#svetlana milkovich
14 notes
·
View notes
Text
Reticent – Sehihel’s Silence
To someone who is used to singing her emotions, nothing is worse than being silenced. Having one’s joy and comfort, ripped away in a moment of cruelty, almost made Sehihel wish for death. No, not almost. There were times when she sat there and watched the world go by and she tried so hard to make any noise, only to fail, that she wished the person truly had killed her that day. She couldn’t laugh, she couldn’t scream, or sigh, she wasn’t able to hum or even be heard clearing her throat. While there were some upsides to this forced silence, like making her a better listener and making her not be able to speak before she thought of her answer, it had many more downsides. Her opinions were no longer important, people taking her reticence as compliance, she couldn’t sing to her wives, she couldn’t call out to someone to try and grab their attention to danger.
The music still rings through her mind, her fingers still dance across the keys of the piano, and while her lips part there are no notes that pass them. At first rage fills her heart and turns her world red, her hands draw back, ready to slam on the instrument before her but she freezes just in time to not destroy the precious item before her. If she lost this last bit of connection to music, it would likely destroy her. Why does she feel this way? She pauses and thinks. Why did part of her believe this was a blessing? She was previously so quick to lash out in anger or in pain. Now, she had to actually take stock of her feelings and figure them out. It helped her realize who actually cared for her because they still looked to her for a response even knowing she could not verbally answer, and they still were patient with her when she had to try to sign or write out her thoughts. She missed singing, and every time she was reminded of it, it felt like knives were stabbed in her heart but perhaps this way she was better able to love those in her life who might have otherwise felt overlook or unheard.
One of the worries that filled her thought was: did her wives like her better in this forced reticent state? Did they prefer her to be confined to the corner and unable to speak her mind or argue when she felt they were wrong? Did they prefer this demurer version of the usually fiery ex mercenary? There was a doubt that wormed herself into her mind, whispering self-loathing into her every waking moment. Sehihel found herself thinking, perhaps it was better this way. Perhaps she was a better wife. A better person. Perhaps this isn’t something she should fight so hard to change.
It wasn’t too long before the muteness that had been forced upon her become more like a friendly embrace from an old friend and the Miqo’te wrapped herself in it.
4 notes
·
View notes
Text

I held a vote over on Mastodon a week ago and the resounding vote for the critter for Kandar to be was a tanuki :'D So here we are, a tanuki plush named Kandar with some 1920s inspired fashion for the booger to wear X3 Now, you're probably wondering 'Dolly, who exactly is Kandar that gives off the vibes of committing crimes and why are you making a plush? (Seriously dude you have like a mini army forming of plushies right now)' Well, I'll explain why (Last bit is because it's my hobby and makes me happy :3) Now, on the place I hang out most of the time, Sabrous, there is a virtual plush doll called Kandar that cycles through sayings and actions that give off the vibes of a 1920s mafia member. He's basically became my comfort virtual item on Sabs when I'm either alone on there waiting for others to pop on or if Mr. Pluto is the only person online (I had a pretty bad incident involving this person and I will not stay in the same room alone with him.) Needless to say, I absolutely adore Kandar and is absolutely my favorite (Though Kandar has to be put away when others are on, his dialog goes wild after a while). With that said, I'll be gathering the materials to build him with along with figure out which key feature to go with as I'm honestly not sure which to go with. If you want to voice your opinion, please do comment on here o what you'd like to see: The interchangeable eyes or the voice recordings much like the virtual Kandar doll. I think one of the accessories I am looking forwards to the most is making Kandar that watch tail wrap, there are so many nice watch faces to pick from to give that classy flair to Kandar's ritzy outfit. Well there is that and having a clock on hand is very useful for me to keep track of time when I'm working on comics or writing.
#My art#Art#Sketches#Notes#Roughdraft#Tanuki#Plush#Doll#Art Doll#Plush Doll#Kandar#Mr. Pluto#Kandar is seriously going to be a fancy and handsome little guy once he's made#Plus who doesn't love 1920s fashion?
4 notes
·
View notes
Text

jaguarundi catgirl catfolk swashbuckler/former gladiator for a pathfinder 2e westmarches i may jump into
#Pathfinder#pathfinder 2e#dnd#dungeons and dragons#d&d#ttrpg#ttrpgs#anime art#manga style art#manga art#retro manga#traditional art#sketch#roughdraft#artists on tumblr#Semi hiatus
186 notes
·
View notes
Text
Do I draw a thing for the next Destiny’s Call chapter? Oh, but what scene to draw?
Hrmmmmmm. 🤔🧐🤔
#me jokes. I haveses an idea. but will it be pretty??? I must roughdraft to see#BotW#botw sidon#sidon x oc#botw oc
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
writing is so fun
“I’m not crazy.” My fingers are trembling as I hold the cigarette to my lips, inhaling until I’m dizzy, my breath coming out shaky. The man across from me sits leaning forward, his elbows on his knees, his hands calmly knitted together. Stable, non judgemental. His thumbs tap against each other as I ash the cigarette over my shoulder, and continue. “I know what I saw. No one will believe me, but..I swear that it’s true - much of flesh and blood as anything. That thing - tall as the walls, pale and blurry around the edges like…somebody smeared the edges of a photograph - I see it go from room to room every night. And it’s almost completely silent. I didn’t think it was real at first because of that. What kind of thing doesn’t breathe? I thought maybe it was a hallucination. The guards never notice it–”
“Almost?” He interrupts me, a good thing, perhaps, since I can feel my mouth getting ahead of me. My voice catches on a sharp inhale.
“Sorry?”
“You said almost silent.” I can feel the heat from the cigarette hanging limply from my fingers press against my skin as it goes unbidden, but my mind is far away. The man leans over from his spot and takes it from me before pressing it gently into the stone armrest of the bench. The smoke muddles into an ashy pile. “I’ll get you a new one, just..don’t want you to burn yourself.” He smiles, sincere, if a little rusty, like he doesn’t do that sort of thing often, and it falls away to be replaced by a grounded, understanding look that suits him much better. “Tell me, please, Koshka, what sound does it make?”
--------------------
this is a piece im trying to write...will edit but needed to share. i do feel alive xxoo much love always
1 note
·
View note