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I am so serious when I say if you want to learn about light, you NEED to at least look at modeseven’s tutorials. even if you’re not pursuing a painterly style, this is all essential theory that can be easily adapted to different coloring styles. notice how none of these ever say ‘light with these colors and shade with these colors’? notice how this is teaching how light works on a mechanical level, and reminding the audience to adjust the actual colors they choose by context? THAT is good advice.

(if you’re thinking ‘wow I want to study more of this persons art!’ I encourage you to do so, but proceed with the knowledge that modeseven draws pretty much exclusively weird as hell kink art. sometimes wisdom comes from horny places)

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ain’t it neat

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sleep paralysis; 12:40-2:45a

the cool air feels nice out here

the silence of early morning

there is no hustle

no bustle

the world is beautiful lights

and comfortable feelings

the horrible sound of strangers

the arcing blade of brightness

the shaking sobbing screaming

of never moving at all

i think id much rather be here

on a quiet walk just before sunrise

or just in my softly lit room

in the dense middle of night

being awake is better

struggling to determine reality

desperate for normal

incapable of it as always

im tired

at least ive escaped that feeling

i write these honest words

i think of the dreams

people i love

people i care for

warm hugs and gentle walks

hot dinners and cold nights

at least there was once something kind

and there will be again

even if there are tears and pain and fear

nothing can remove the kindness

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what do you like about my art

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tw’s in tags. i havent written in a long time. sometimes it feels like i can do nothing but relay the strange poetry in my brain. maybe it will make sense to someone else too

Something soft

i think i want to go on a date

wear a deep matte lipstick and a pretty dress

i want someone to think im beautiful

once in a while i hear birdsong and cry

the bird did nothing wrong of course

but theres something about it

something soft

i remember a funeral

and a life well lived and far too short

and love spread far and wide

i want to see a imprint of my lips

knowingly and carefully pressed against

soft skin of someone incredible

sometimes i reach through memories

and come away bleeding

the sharped edges of something that was

that used to be

something soft

i want to feel the breath of someone lovely

i want to whisper sweet things to them

i want them to want me

the end is a new beginning

time pushes without any regard for any of us

the aggressive shift from sharp to soft

the way that blood and tears feel the same

but we can always find joy

we can always go outside

hear birdsong

go on a date

and even reach through the desecrated grounds

of something and remake it into

something

soft

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lesbian dogs

(she/her for both characters)

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as requested on my stream, a simple water tutorial!

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Salem!!!! the bunny boy 💜

(small ref)

(HE/HIM) 🐇🏳️‍⚧️💜

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first off fish it feels important to know that this is a fantastic thing to ask honestly, it’s one of those things i think everyone should ask. even if you can’t take anything away from it, it’s worth taking the time to understand another person like this

anyways, for a long time i dont know how much of an answer past “my friends” i wouldve given. and maybe there were times i wouldnt have had an answer at all. but today i stand with something, even if its more a lot of little somethings and one big one.

i am 23 years old, things have gone up and down plenty. and the whole time ive done my best to answer a single question, whats something beautiful? often this is abstract. one time it may have the people around me, another simply the ability to read a book i love or binge some silly tv show i like. beauty is key i think, to may things. to me it feels like adding color to something, you can have an incredible piece of artwork with no color, but if you add some, even the smallest accent, it feels like it means something more

those are the little things, the big one for me is love. to find love in anything. there is a love to birdsong, to a held glance across a room, to the quiet words written during hard times. theres love there. i will not lie, this one is harder. it is far easier to find something and decide beauty. what is harder is to look in the world and see love

love is complicated, i wont lie. the way in which you can see it from a million angles, how you may love your friends differently than your partner, but in the ways you may love them the same. i think everyone experiences love uniquely, but it does not need to be locked to loving others, you can love things and concepts and all of that just as much. the only thing to care about with love is that it is felt earnestly eventually. you can spend a thousand days in the same park and never feel the love of it, but when you find something that sparks it youll never look at that place the same way. there is love there, and everywhere after all

i dont know your situation fish but for me, this year has been one of the hardest ive ever had. but wheather today is another match on a fire, something small adding to a long held problem, or if it is simply embers in the spring, something small you havent seen in a while, this moment is just that, a moment. with a few deep breaths, beauty, and a little bit of love we can settle the blaze, sate the fire for at least a time. we can grow and learn and care and love and change. it can be scary, i know, but we can do it eventually i am sure. make sure to fill your water and take a few deep breaths and know there is love in the world, you got this fish, im sure of it

I'm very sorry to ask something like this, I've really been struggling with this question, and I wanted to ask the combined wisdom of the people on this site

I would like to know why you keep going, and what drives you to keep living. I know there are a lot of reasons to stay alive and enjoy life, I can think of a few that personally resonate with me, but I really want to know what your reasons are

You do not have to comment on this if that's too big of an ask, and I'm very sorry for asking something like this, I really need someone's help, I feel like I don't have much purpose

Also if I may ask, please don't post any suicidal ideation in the comments of this post, I really can't handle something like that right now

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chill bunny boy

(HE/HIM) 💜🐇🏳️‍⚧️🎸

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Wis! May I draw Łucja and my fursona? Also! Do you have more references for her (Like outfits n stuff)?

Of course you can, that's very fun.

As for the outfit, you can give her anything you think is cool but here are examples of her I made over the years, artistic liberty is encouraged :)