#[ty for the welcome ;u;

[skrs-cats]

set after leafpool dies, before the bonus scene w jayfeather dealing w that grief gets resolved. guess who was bitter over a certain cardboard character bitch not being included in that

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[ribbonpinky-art]

What are some tips you have for drawing chubby characters? I have a lot of trouble doing it and I want to draw my characters’ body types accurately. You draw bodies so well, I’d love to have your talent!

please excuse me for taking a while to answer!! I appreciate that you love how i draw fat characters <333 I wasn't sure if like... i wanted to do a verbal explanation or have a whole tutorial, but i doodled a few examples anyway!

fat is affected by gravity, so areas of substantial fat appear weighed down by it (most of the time- everyone is different). it's also good to practice double chins, which are very easy to draw once you drop the need to give everyone a defined jawline

think round! fat is round and sometimes a little squarish around the pelvic region

the main things i can suggest are to not be afraid to draw people Wide. don't be surprised that you can draw characters wider than u think, and even wider than that! there are endless kinds of chubby and fat body typs to draw and see

o also, chubby and fat people tend to not have visible collar bones. another thing i suggest is to fill ur social media feed with fat liberation blogs or just fat-friendly blogs that have a lot of irl photos of larger people. that'll help build ur mental library, and it'll show u the beauty of human diversity for ur palette!!

here's a couple resources for u as well: Fat Photo Reference

Morpho Fat and Skin Folds (art reference book)

Adorkastock has plenty of larger bodied pose references too. this is their deviantart link, but they have a main website as well

here are various blogs that showcase fat acceptance, information, and art:

@fatliberation @fatandlikeitlikethat @recovering-vamp @fatqueerlove @bigfatscience @worth-beyond-a-number-scale

[red-flagging]

💛 seb/lewis :-)

(kiss fic prompts!)

a little epilogue to rabbits are chasing :)

Lewis's flight lands at 8:02PM, which means that by 7:31PM, Seb is parked outside the airport arrivals door, drumming his fingers against the steering wheel and scanning the sky for approaching planes.

It's quite silly, getting here so early, but it's not as if there's much left to do at home. There's roast vegetables waiting in the oven, the cauliflower steaks that he started marinating earlier this morning chilling in the fridge. Mina and Ellie are safely ensconced in their duck coop with the heater turned on for the night. The sheets on the guest bed are freshly washed.

The car parked behind him starts up. Its headlights illuminate Seb's cabin. For a moment, he catches a glimpse of himself, harried and too-bright, in the rearview mirror. He scrubs his hands down his face. Christ. Get it together, Sebastian. He is a full 39 years old. Far too old to be getting the same jitters that he did the first time he invited a girl over at age 17, agonizing about what album to have playing when they came back to his room. Lewis is far too old for Seb to be doing all this. Lewis might not even be gay.

His phone buzzes. Seb nearly jumps out of his seat.

Lewis

just landed

getting my luggage now

hows it so freaking cold here

The inside of the car is already fogging up. When he'd asked Lewis to send dates he could come visit and Lewis had said just so you know the next few months are kind of crazy for me, Seb had expected late fall, maybe the holidays. Not the middle of slush season, when all the roads up the mountain have a 50/50 chance of being so muddy that they're undriveable.

Sebastian

I'm outside, in the blue Infiniti :)

He glances back up at himself in the mirror. The scab from where a wood chip caught the corner of his eyebrow while he was sanding the new planter box is almost healed over. His hair looks as good as it's ever going to. If Lewis asks whether he's been using conditioner, he's fucked.

It shouldn't feel like this. Seb beat Lewis to Senna's record, and Lewis still laughed at all his jokes the next season. Lewis watched Seb DNF twice in five races and still said in the media pen that he was waiting for the day Seb would be back up on the podium with him. When they inevitably auction off Lewis's Le Mans racesuit, it'll have to be with Seb's snot all over the front of it, because Lewis let Seb sob all over him and then laughed as he wiped sweat off of Seb's cheek with the sleeve. After all that – the fact that he's about to be in Seb's house for the next week shouldn't make Seb feel like he's standing in front of Lewis naked, without even the promise of a fast car or a good competition to distract Lewis from looking right at him.

His phone buzzes again.

Lewis

outside i think

Seb peers through the windscreen. Lewis – or rather, the blurry figure lugging a giant suitcase behind him that he assumes is Lewis – waves at him from the sidewalk. Seb flashes his lights at him twice.

The back door opens and Lewis's head, along with a burst of cold night air, pops in. "Hey," he says, a little breathlessly. "I don't think this is going to fit in the back."

It does, eventually, but not without a fight that involves Seb having to climb into the trunk alongside Lewis's suitcase and physically wrestle it into place while Lewis shoves from behind. They're both out of breath by the time they finally climb back in the front and slam the doors shut.

"You know, there are beds at the farm," Seb points out. "You didn't have to pack your own."

Lewis shakes his head, tugging off his gloves. His coat collar is turned up around his neck. He's wearing an an ear warmer headband, held in place by two butterfly pins. Every other bit of uncovered skin is pink, even with the heat in the car up at full blast. Lewis shoves his fingers in front of the vents and sighs with relief, closing his eyes. "Ugh, thank God," he says. He sounds exhausted. "Listen, you're lucky I fit everything into one." It sounds far less like a joke than Seb would hope. The fact that the fondness in Seb's chest still manages to outweigh the exasperation is probably a sign that Seb's beyond salvation.

"Next time I'll bring a trailer so you can fit your bathtub and toilet, too," he says, reaching for the keys. The engine purrs to life as he flicks the lights back on, then leans forward to scrub the worst of the fog off the windscreen. The thermometer on the dash says it's still 3 degrees outside. They might still be able to make it back before the slush freezes over. "Okay," he says, sitting back down and twisting around to reach for his seatbelt. "Ready to go?"

Lewis doesn't say anything. When Seb looks over, he's staring out the front window, playing with one of his rings.

"Lewis?" Seb asks.

Lewis's head jerks around. "Hm?" he says. "Oh. Yeah." He doesn't move to put on his seatbelt.

Seb frowns. Kills the engine so he can properly turn in his seat. "Lewis," he says. "Is everything –"

Lewis leans across the console and kisses him.

It's barely half a second. Seb still hasn't moved by the time Lewis sits back down on his side of the car.

"Uh," Lewis says, after a second. He clears his throat. "Sorry. I just – Shit. Sorry. The whole way over, all I could think about was – I had to get it over with before I chickened out."

He's fiddling with his rings again, but his eyes stay fixed on Seb's. His jaw is set. He still looks half-ready to bolt through the door behind him, out into the night.

"Well, you don't have to make it sound like taking your medicine, Christ," Seb says hoarsely, and drags Lewis back across the console to kiss him properly.

Lewis's lips are still cold. When Seb opens his mouth, Lewis sighs, pressing in closer with a soft sound that makes Seb want to go twenty years back in time and kick himself for not figuring out how to make Lewis make that noise sooner. His hands settle on Seb's wrists, holding him in place. Seb slides his own hands up, cradling the back of Lewis's head, to return the favor.

When he finally pulls away just far enough to catch his breath, Lewis follows him, close enough that their noses bump. His eyes are wide. This close up, Seb can see the dark circles under them more clearly.

He closes his eyes. Lewis is still there when he opens them.

"How long have you been awake?" he asks.

Lewis blinks. "What," he says. "Are you talking about."

"Sleep deprivation," Seb says. His heart is pounding hard enough that he feels it in his throat. "People start to get delirious when they're tired enough –"

"I was awake for 24 hours and I didn't kiss you at the end," Lewis interrupts, his eyes sharp and bright. "I'm not making the same mistake twice."

Seb opens his mouth and nothing comes out. He tries again. Still nothing.

"Fuck," he says, closing his eyes. "Okay. Okay." He drags himself back upright and reaches for the keys. "We can – tomorrow. But we should – you need to shower. And sleep." Lewis's hand settles on his leg. Seb rests his own on top of it; after a second, he squeezes Lewis's fingers gently. Lewis flips his hand over and laces their fingers together.

"Yeah," Lewis says. His thumb traces over Seb's knuckles. "That – tomorrow sounds good."

The slush crackles under the tires when Seb starts to move. Ahead of them, the headlights carve a path through the darkness. Lewis's hand is a solid, steady weight against his leg. "Okay," Seb says, to himself, to both of them, to no one. Lewis hums softly from his side of the car. He squeezes Seb's knee gently.

Seb closes his eyes for a second. "Okay," he says quietly. "Yeah. Let's go home."

[sparz-drawz]

Magnet Train

Hello,,,

i have been working on this for an embarrassingly long amount of time (i am v out of practice!) (proportions suck!) and it's time for me to just post it already :::)

of course johto's one and only train is called the magnet train. too perfect to pass up.

insp by this pic

[binary-bird]

Hello! This is very out of the blue, but I just wanted to say hi and thank you. A million years ago, I was a shy little high school kid who adored Hamlet and wanted to do art, but didn’t think I had a chance. You were “the coolest kid” on Tumblr, and massive inspiration to me. I remember gushing to my friends when you responded to my asks.

I recently came back to tumblr and found those old asks (askredwolf, the kid who’d share Hamlet memes to make her dad laugh. He still loves them).

Thank you for being so kind. You’re an incredible artist, and your work really brings me back to how happy it made me back then.

That means a lot, thank you so much! I still remember those asks, and I'm delighted that my art made you and your dad smile. It's wild to me that people remember my Hamlet stuff from years ago :,D

I know it's been a while since I've made any Shakespeare art and have been posting more about my OCs, so thanks for sticking around regardless. ^ ^

[vapolis]

you've given me such terrible brainrot, whenever I'm reading stuff for other IFs and one of the ROs is a D, I immediately think of Delilah

you've ruined me

everything's coming together

[bisquuet]

i did this silly template a friend shared x) who do u guys like??? now you must be wondering,,, who is Lyric and Momoe??? (Joey? I almost forgot abt him!)

WELL dear viewers, Lyric and Momoe are security devils/demons! OF who??? Of some Rwar clan elders! "Theres Rwar Clan Elders??" YES THERE IS!!! some have designs some dont! Theres also many family members that are yet to make their showing... for now i am sharing Lyric and Momoe,,, They are just 2 of many SDs! I hope you guys like them!!

as for the potraits themselves, peep devlins depressing one,, pat pat

if you read this far you are awesome :D thanks! i hope to show the SDS more soon! + some elders that are developed!

[baeshijima]

AFTER NEARLY A YEAR AND A HALF

SHE IS FINALLY HOME 😭😭😭

[jazzzzzzhands]

Oh just a short series of outfits XD

[desiderium-miau]

hi again... haven't been feeling well the past few days so I drew a wet woowoo to destress HAHA

[strawbubbysugar]

I just caught up to the fic. You are no longer safe! So, question time (also feel no pressure to answer if it's spoilers)

When the story gets to the events of the game do you plan on writing them out? Will the reader be there for Gregory's stay at the pizzaplex or will it be skipped?

Can platonic soulmates be build up by trying become someone's friend, or is it already predetermined by the universe that two people will be friends?

Can a person determine the type of bond they have with a soulmate from the signs they get? Like are the strings a specific color for platonic vs romantic?

Are the qualities of the string of fate have a deep meaning to the bond, or is it just dependent on the people?

Do you have an estimation for how long you plan this fanfic to go?

What exactly happened in chapter 28 when the words where bolded? Did Moon speak through the reader? I didn't see anything about it in the master soulmate post (unless I missed it which I'm sorry if I did).

IRL there are glasses for colorblind people so they can see the world more as others do. Is there something like that for seeing soulmate marks?

Okay, that's all I have for now. I'm sorry this is so long. I'm just really into this story. It's so engaging! Please keep up the awesome work!

The events of the game will not go exactly as canon due to the nature of the story being such a different universe, so itll be written out People BELIEVE that the universe predetermines things. Yes but its very difficult! If you look at the guide it shows that some signs dont happen for romantic & vice versa Dependant on the people! Until I find a good ending for it or until I lose steam/hyperfixation! Whichever comes first :) No matter what though if I lose hyperfixation ill still try and find a satisfying ending no matter what point its at so I dont leave yall hanging [REDACTED] Nope, there are a few companies trying but theres been no breakthrough, since signs are so specific to each individual

[ashleyinky]

@cutedemon576

[runiiya]

hi :3 blog warming gift <3

CRYING. HI RED 😭😭😭

[salemsimss]

I finally did it! Thank you @whalesims for the tag <3

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Tagging: @helltrait @blackfern @okruee @hazelsnakes @deathbypufferfish @veone @red-simulation @emeraldpixels @rebouks and YOU

Hope you guys don't mind being tagged aaaa

[answer2jeff]

how i feel after making platonic/neutral sydcarmy posts and seeing bigger blogs reblog my pointless rants about their dynamic:

[rillette]

I listened to your Hal playlist all the time for a while last year and I think it permanently altered my music taste because it hasn't been the same since, so like... Idk thanks, I guess

Teehee, the power of 70s/80s dad music and barbie girl by aqua <3